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Back Streets Back, I still remember one of the album name of Backstreets Boy. Now I am back to my bags, school bags, for a week or so.

Summary? So you ask. I guess this week is quite good for me, gained knowledge, stretched my bandwidth for mathematics, chemistry, physics, erm physics not really, somehow I find physics rather boring or maybe because of the short text in our supposingly so-called text book? I am referring to Oxford Fajar Ace Ahead anyway, and my interest in physics currently just fizzled out and I don’t even know why. Maybe this subject is not rewarding as compare to the rest. Anyway, PA is not my favourite just so you saw any survey finding me answering PA under the column of what subject you hate the most. Not that I hate them, but they simply hate me. Got to pull up my socks even though I am not wearing one, pull up my pants will be rather better then. Bah, not going to just do, but understand this time, and I am literally saying physics. Go go power ranger!

Nights bloggie.

Uhhhhh wait, you have not told me something didn’t you? NO?

Okay you have me, today is my girlfriend’s birthday, satisfied? You hungry lazy bloggie.

Not just yet.

Tomorrow my bloggie, be patient, I will tell you more tomorrow. Bye~

Waaaaa….it….

*beep* switched off.

Oh yes you bet I have tons of weird stories to tell you and where they came from? From my dreams. I just had one, real weird this one.

I dreamt of apocalypse, our world is falling apart from the grasp of zombieeeeeeees! Oh yes, I want brains. But that’s just the good zombies from plant versus zombie. Let me show you some fluffy toys of plant versus zombie. Brainsssss!

I just don’t get it, how did some sort of flash game turn into fad? Same goes for Angry Bird. Shoot them with all your might, kill them green piglets! Roar!

A whole collection of angry birdsssss. Heees. Not mine anyway, just a click from google image. Oh let’s back to my dream, oh yes, my dream.

Zombiesss. They kinda like zombies from Walking Dead the series. Have you watched it? Never mind. Let me show you some. Erm, let’s not do this. This bloggie is still available for all, it’s a U type blog not any 18 PG.

Oh yea, back to my dream, I can’t really remember how’s my dream. But in the end I was just dreaming in my dream. Which is how I woke up, finding I was actually watching zombies movie with my friends. And I fell asleep. There my friend told me the ending. Someone drew the dying of the zombies and it really happen. I mean just like whatever he drew, or she, it became real. Every details, I guess so. Anyway no one can doubt my dream. No way you will stick out and tell me oh no that’s not right, it should be me who drew it not just somebody. It’s not some sort of History memorising part.

Anyway, I guess the reason why I dreamt of this is due to Orcish scene from The Lord of The Rings. Guess I am magnetised to gory scene easily. Not just orcs, undeads, hybrids. Dream dream dream, have I woke up anyway? Because I just heard screams of civilians running away from zombiesss laughter, oh I bet I heard them. Didn’t I? Yes, I heard them again, the banging on the doors, ripping of the earth, where the hell did they came from? Oh sure they came from hell. The rose from underneath the ground, creep to your bed and prey on your limbs, bit by bit because they barely have the strength to devour you whole. I guess that makes sense right?

Oh back to real thing, I am only just bragging, but the dream part is right, not those after that. Because I am waiting to take my shower right after a wholesome of meal. Lalala~ bath!!!

One day you should clean yourself too bloggie. *switch off*

Okay, basically I have to tell you that I have just finished watching movies of The Lord of The Rings trilogy this holiday which is kind of outdated and dont remind me because I know. Anyway, here’s roughly how’s the story goes, somewhere in the middle east a super villain known as Sauron the dark lord forged a ring, the Ring to take over power of men, elves and dwarves. And so Sauron went on ruling each of the region he gazed upon. But evil does not go off so easy, so one day a king united every single tribe and peasants out there to go all out against the evil Dark Lord. And he won, however greed and avarice took over the young king and he was killed. The ring was then lost in a river, and found few hundreds years later.

And Sauron is not died yet, he is waiting to regain his power and rule the world all over again, thus Frodo Baggins, a hobbit who inherited the Ring from his uncle, Bilbo Baggins has to set out to destroy the Ring, which can only be destroyed by the flame of Volcano of Dooms of something named as such.

All I wanted to say is that, the Ring is like what we wanted to achieve so hard, fame, in our lives, yet we always forget what is most important in our lives, we done so many things that hurt our comrades, our family. Yet the love amongst each other, we often forget about it. Especially money, which everyone longing for, oh yes, we can’t live without money, but we don’t just live for money, we live for our lives. By the way, I am just bragging here, oh dear bloggie, thou heart shall not be tainted by the desire to occupy power, money or fame. Thou shall chase after love. <3

2 weeks holiday finally came to an end. School gates is going to reopen tomorrow and tomorrow after 12am I shall be waiting frantically in front of my dekstop for Muet results. Guess they could have done it by then? Or maybe we will have to wait until morning?

Okay school reopens.

Guess what? Let’s do a check list.

School bag - check

Shoes - check

Pencil case - check

Pencil - check

Ink pen - check

Bottles - check

Lunch box - errrr, I don’t have one.

Homework - not even 1 until now.

Mood - far from what should be.

Anyway, the mood is quite flexible, first thing is that I will stop rotting in my house. Not really anyway, I like the serenity, from all the bunch of homework that nearly took my breath away. Rawr! I need freedom. Come on, show me some mercy, don’t take all my will power away. I need strong wheel power and will power. They will both drive me to my goal which is what you know. I have to work hard to love my darling more. Oh yes, I bet you want to meet her but I would not let you because I love her, blek =P

Nights bloggie =O

Playing game by the way. Have been playing for whole holiday by the way.

Is it only me? Every time I trim my fingernails, the nail pieces snapped and gone. I wonder where have they gone to? RIP my fingernails. Tell me this is not exclusive.

Let’s sing along this song with a b c d e f g song rhythm. Come on fei g cut your nails. Cut your nails then wash your hands. Text your boyfriend and tell him this. Boyfriend you should cut your nails. Because I have cut mine too. Whee, here we go sing again. Lalalala lalala.

Aww, I am just too boring. OMG, school holiday ends in 5 days time. Need to hurry up and finish playing before I get back to study desk. Yes, another 5 days, have to get myself ready. I love you girl.

Girl, you are one in a million =)

The caption tells you what I want to tell you =)

And yes, I will keep you safe when you are asleep <3

I wish I could just sleep peacefully and soundly. And let my mind run free.

Anyway, I am missing someone. I have always been missing someone. I am going to miss someone anyway. I miss someone.

Words are the greatest. They simplify any uuu uu ahhh ahhh or hand gestures. But they are also the sharpest, which cut through your heart and leave a mark. Let’s have a moment of my own. Let my tears run free. Let’s have a sleepless night. On my own.

Anyway I am going to sleep. Just how long can I have my mind occupied without falling asleep. Because this night is only once in a lifetime.

These are the things I only have or can be done once in a lifetime. 

Born to this world. Go through toddler phase. Go through kindergarten. Primary schooling. Secondary schooling. Right from the very day I came to this world until this very moment, every single second is only once in a lifetime. The time you turn emotional. The time you tell your mom not to bother you. The time you ask someone to stop bugging you. The time you start to worry about exams. The time when the grades start to haunt you at night. The time you worry about money. The time you try to steal or cheat. The time you laugh or cry. The time you listen to Black Eyed Peas.

Every single thing that we have been through certainly play an important role in our lives sooner or later. Believe me, even when you literally do nothing and just blank staring at the wall.

Have you heard of butterfly effect? In chaos theory, the butterfly effect is the sensitive dependence on initial conditions; where a small change at one place in a nonlinear system can result in large differences to a later state. For example, the presence or absence of a butterfly flapping its wings could lead to creation or absence of a hurricane. -quote from wiki-

So here is the trick, today you went to school and get your exam grades. You feel unhappy and you grief so long on it that you forget to stop and stare. Stop and stare at what you have already had and what you have miss while you are falling into the abyss of despair. You may just slip with the chance of popping up with another brilliant idea of creating the ultimate tool for human. Just because of negative thoughts and you fall right out of the great opportunity to be another youngest Time’s top 100 most influential person of 2011. Believe me because if you believe, nothing is impossible. Not just a saying. Everything starts from the heart, the thinking. If you think you can, you can. Anyway it has nothing to do with butterfly effect.

Just before I forget, let’s cherish life. Life is not about dying after you are bedridden in your eighties or nineties. You may not live right up to the age you think you can. It’s not the standard convention nowadays. Accidents, epidermic diseases, endemic diseases. Radiation. You may not be here right on next moment. So don’t make yourself saying that you have not live enough. We don’t have much time to worry about failures because it’s the imperfections that make us perfect. Live up to the moment that if you are going to die right now, right here, you have leave no regrets behind. And you have live a life, of your own, which you pick for yourself. Not for parents, not for meeting with others’ expectation. And what we have got here? A cheerful, successful person or a gutless, fear of falling down in life coward.

This may not be motivating. But it’s something to ponder about. It’s now or never. It’s the best or nothing. Make a wrong turn, once or twice in our lives are just as normal as feeling sleepy in a Pengajian Am lesson.

Okay, I agreed that practice makes perfect. Which is why I am typing 4th blog post in a 3-days row. Anyway, Lets make this one a bit smelly.

Durian, love it or hate it. True, lovers found it tasty and fragrant whereas it is the opposite for the haters. 

I would start this one with a photo. A picture speaks a thousand words.

Get it? My mom and dad are trying their best to crack open the stubborn, spiky durian. Poor durian. I guess you had tried so hard to survive but yet you cannot survive from the machete. Too boastful, just a blade.

Here’s my daddy with the successful retrieval.

Slash it, again, pull. The crack goes deeper and with some sort of physics it cracked open. Pulley system? With the durian itself acting as a fulcrum. Or maybe action-reaction pair? Anyway, I wondered if the durian had let out a shriek, I wished I have the sound machine. But life would be too busy to bother about shrieks and screams from plants. Yes? Yes.

The 2 of them cost my daddy about 23 bucks of Ringgit Malaysia. Anyway, they worth the price for their taste.

Oh yeah bloggie, did I told you about my girlfriend? Oh she likes durian so so so much that I bet this post will spark off the hunger deep inside her heart. Yeah? I am not being too evil for enticing her right? Bet you will vote for me. And I love her.

An apple a day keeps the doctor away. So I figured out “A blog post a day keeps the lazy bugs away”. 

A good way to start off my post by writing a review for Michelangelo’s Pizzeria. Located just opposite to Tesco which is the one next to Jusco. If you know, you know. After all, a tiny bits of spark ignited from the start when the waiters there offered us to sit on a small square table practically for 2 to 4 whereas we are going in as 5. My daddy asked for another table but instead the waiter replied: Kennort, this is the rules. In a rather Indian accent. Anyway, we managed to get ourselves on another table.

Surviving from the mishap, our dinner proceeded. Right after we ordered 2 pans of pizzas with a half-half mixing of toppings. I managed to recall the name of the toppings which are Laua, Mushi-mushi eggs if it were not close enough. Not long after the pizzas were served. It is rather new that they put a Heinze Tomato can as the insulator or some sort of container to bring up the pan I guess.

The food was nice, but not so nice for my dad. He mumbled and grumbled something about the overheated crust of the pizza which turned black and about how our uncle aka his brother is going to react to the black crusts. Going on was more about the loud classical musics that was played. But I am on my dad for this one. Because the musics are really too loud. Hope that the owner will be able to see this. Or else I have to lodge a complaint and slip it under the plastic door. Kind of like some Robin Hood act. 

Finished the last piece of pizza. Daddy, mommy and I parted with my brother and his girlfriend who are dating in Jusco. 

In addition to that, I personally feel that the Pizzeria worth another try on another day sooner. Anyway that’s all for the pizzas.

Previously on What A Day, just a bit of information to be added in.

Well, the story does not end on previous post. It continues with some extra loads on my bowel. How I wished I could take some laxatives to clear them once and for all, for the sake of myself. 

Anyway, my blog here is currently under going a transformation plan, namely MTP and BTP aka Mind Transformation Program featuring a series of plan targeting a few entry points to improve my innovation and creativity in pouring out words and Blog Transformation Program which involves polishing of the cover of my blog by giving her a new skin after sticking to it for 3 months or so. Snakes change theirs constantly right? You might ask when did I agree on putting gender for my blog. Well, due to the quiet personality of her, not complaining a bit even when I put her on the fridge for about 2 months. Sorry bloggie. I promised to treat you some Green Tea Ice cream, anyway it is not cheap okay? 3.50 Ringgit for a scoop, guess I am not a too stingy guy. 

Up next, time to select a skin for you. Guess you would fit beautifully in pink? I personally opine that pink will fits you just nice. Like this.

Oops, not the rock star Pink, anyway she is having a baby now! Congratulations. Guess she will not be the old Pink again. So so what, I’m still a rockstar, I got my rock moves… Oops, digressed again.

Oh yeah, talking about celebrities, which remind me of Justin Bieber who just had his concert on yesterday. It sure is a day to remember too, with all the publicity in the mass media especially Hitz FM, I cannot recall since when the radio station is all about Bieber barber shop and a whole lot of fans who would sing the best out of their mouth just to win 2 tickets, worth it I guess even though some of them are not giving their best but I bet I had a better reason to remember yesterday, which is the night in the condominium, Meru.

I just love this picture so so much, which resembles the way my personal piggy and I cuddle each other. With love, nights bloggie.

22/4/2011 12.21 am

-Let’s rewind the clock back to 5.30 pm the day before-

21/4/2011 5.30 pm

Trying to phone Wai Yin for umpteenth times but to no avail. And stupid voicemail ate my credits. Never mind. My brother is paying for me. *evil grin*

21/4/2011 6.00 pm

Fell asleep with handphone right beside my head. I wonder how many brain cells it had perished. Sorry, my neurones. Well, according to a Biologist, or a future one, she said whacking on her head can kill neurone transmitter, or something, ahh synapse. So I guess sleeping beside handphone will do the same.

6.21 pm

Managed to wake up in time and checked my phone. There was 4 new messages, one that sent by Wai Yin: Coming in 5 minutes. Rushed to toilet, changed my garments. And seriously when I was about to put my cellphone into left pocket, I guess thats a typical way for left handers to put their cells, I realised my pants went to tight for me to feel comfortable. Changed twice for one that I bought early this year, fit just nice.

6.45 pm

Going out, not going to mention the part whereby I had to literally “look after” someone who is supposed to look after for me. And my mom had been calling in for the third time until I relented, and showed my future sister-in-law where to buy her dinner. Hope that she is going to be my sister-in-law. Anyway, just do not tell my mom that I actually just showed her the way and went off with my friends to Meru. Anyway, when she texted me that she reached home safely, it was like phew!

7.20 pm

Hustled and bustled through the way and managed to get to our destination. Not to mention the layers of scrutineers we had to get past. And without a Meru bumper sticker, you just have to get some good explanation to do with the security guards. Salute to the guards anyway for keeping the residential area safe. By the way, I think I crapped too much. And too little main points are given. That is the way to write an essay to fit in 1/2 sheets of foolscap papers.

7.30 pm

Okay, now somebody has to get down and dirty with all the food. Logically, eating some half-frozen food is not going to get you to the clinic, maybe just the toilet. To thaw the food in less that 20 minutes, well, we have our own way. Wash and pour everything onto whatever containers we managed to dig out from the kitchen. Everything is just nice, or looks nice. There.

7.40 pm

Boiled water, put in 4 chicken stocks, it tastes just fine. Not to brag about but I think we all did a good job in settling our dinner our own way. Had some fun, watched “I Am Number 4”, I am not number 4, I am number 4. Before that, I had seen reviews criticising about the movie whereby the Maraconians, some kind of tribes from a outer space planet have gone to Earth to seek for shelter. A rather confusing plot that I do not really see eye to eye with the author, I have decided to read the book myself. Just in case the plot were twisted just like Percy Jackson. Not to mention too much, just about an alien trying to survive from some assault as the Voldemort Groups. You will know why I say so.

Later on it was all about fun, crazy, exhilaration, euphoria, excitement. And indeed we had a great day. Which is why I am writing here because my tummy is full of some random mixture of food, drinks. Never forget the hot orange juice. Wai Yin, time to buy a water cleanser adapted to your water tap.

22/4/2011 12.56 am

Thats all for now. Signing off and sleep now. Everyone had reached home safe and soundly. Now it is time to sleep soundly. Lights off please.

There was this tiny bit of information cached inside my personal safe of memories and informations. My brain I call it. Here it goes, someone told me that every girl in the world think that they themselves are pretty even the one having the slightest chance of having asserted herself a beauty. You know, when we add some feminine features to a male, and even if that girl really exist, she would have think she is pretty. And that is why cosmetics are one of the best sellers. I am not being sarcastic. As I am not handsome at all, yet everyone want to be born having the outstanding face features, in the good way. No one wants to be the ugly Betty, I guess not even Betty.

Now heres the thesis statement: I love my girlfriend and she is pretty, kind, cute, reliable, tolerating, with a slight fragrance of baby. 6 points to write, mmm, not a wise thesis statement I guess. Bah this is not one of the muet essays that had to hand in before recess in class, so who cares. Oh yeah, I am saying pretty in the first place is not because the virtues are according to the preference why I love her. In fact, there are still a list to go.

Oh yes, she is pretty. Bruno Mars always knew what was on my mind. So his song goes *Beautiful girls all over the world, I could be chasing but my time would be wasted. They got nothin’ on you baby, nothin’ on you baby* and this does not really suits me because I just got one and it proved that I had not waste my time at all. More than what I should have. If love were to have a proportionality graph, I guess the graph would goes something like a rocket launching up from its pad. Because I just personally feel that I do not deserve my girlfriend, frankly speaking. Sorry for stealing your line, Mr Henry Soon. I bet you will never read my blog anyway.

Okay, all the virtues are somewhat noticeable before I decided on trailing behind my girl. The feeling and momentum just start gaining in my heart whenever some flirty guys get near her. Well, even the one I knew. I guess those are male’s instinct. True? I beg anyone of you to differ. Because I had got a whole bunch of friends who did agree to me. Anyway, I just want to say that, it’s good to have a girl like you. Another song came to my mind. “All About Him” by Auburn. In this case, “All About Her” *Cause I am all about her, her, her, her, her* another line would be just perfect to sign this post off.

I Love You my dear.

My precious little one:

A direct translate from Malay: Referring to Miss Anjoe Liew who is now domiciled in Ipoh, Perak with sincere wishes from heart that you are healthy and young always.

Dear,

Back then, I always wonder how could a couple actually falls into precipitation? You know, forming 2 layers, by means of quarreling, or having a so called cold war. Oh yes, they could. 

Truthfully, I tried so hard to make myself feel like it is just 5th of December everyday, where the official first day of us. Thus, it will save me a lot of trouble. Whenever we had some argument, not come to a stage where fights are going on, I tried real hard just to make myself take it as the first day. You know, the start of something new always tends to be the sweetest, easiest, lightest, smoothest. Just like the car tyres, the marks on it surely are the clearest on the first day, rougher going on each day.

I envisioned that we would go a long distance before, really. Because I think that you are the one I want. Too young to come to a conclusion? No. Anyway, sometimes I just want to tell you, no matter how harsh the road can be, how sharp the turn has to take, how hard to turn the non-powered steering, how endless it seems to have to suffer, I will use a movie name to fit with it: “Just Go With It”.

Again, emotions set in whenever, where ever, we are homo sapiens, so why the sorry. Let bygones be bygones. No one can never had a moment in life without being entangled by the roots of emotions, just how one resolves. So, it does not matter, I promised that I will not be jealous in anyway that is considered as easy, and I will try hard not to break my promise. If you have something you want to do, or promise you want to keep, just try to do it. Things can be a uphill battle, but we can do it. 

And by the way, I do not really know what was written, just something that arranged itself automatically in my mind and I mapped it onto the keyboard, so girl, just go with it. 

Yours sincerely, Feig

p/s I like Rihanna’s What’s my name featuring Sean Kingston.

*Love You*

Okay, I must admit that I am lazy, particularly in updating you.

Something about friendships that brightens my life. Here is something to say about friends. Yesterday I just finished my muet exam, painstakingly done. 800/4 Writing, Question 2: “The most valuable thing in life is FRIENDSHIP. ” Do you agree? Discuss.

Sure thing, there are things that play irreplaceable role in our lives. Money, family, spouse. Yet, I cherish friendship the most, maybe. Yes, no doubt I love my friends. Especially my youth 7 friends. To be accurate, they are more than just friends. They are my die hard friends, saying deep down from my heart.

If I were to met a talking rabbit, and went down a rabbit hole to the wonderland that Alice been went to, I would like to pack all my friends along, so we would turn the whole place topsy-turvy.

Bah, I digressed.

Mmm, we have been through top and bottom. If life is a roller coaster ride, y7 friends are going to be on the ride, through the crest of trough. If life is a box of chocolate; quoted from Forrest Gump, they are going to taste together with me. If life is a broadcast show, they are going up the stage with me. If life is a hike on Mt. Everest, I would make sure they are in my backpack, next to oxygen tank, nah they are more important than that.

This snippet would not be enough to tell everything about what have we been through. Seriously, we ran the school field together, we ran to church and pretended to sprint when the opening where seniors were able to spot us *guess this part is only understandable by y7 friends*, we went through down and up together *push up*, the memorable part, under the scorching Sun and microwaved pavement in our school. I must admit that I am smiling in my heart when I am typing this. 

Slept together in numerous occasions, shared sleeping bags, fought for sleeping bags, stung by merciless mosquitoes, planned treasure hunts, ghost hunts, detectives, drew backdrops, painted Pelaka. There were so many different kinds of snore i bet you can find. Loud ones, tiny ones, high pitch, low pitch just to mention a few. By the way, when it comes to morning, there were deep sleepers, mild sleepers. I was the one who woke up, errr, maybe not the last one. 

Next thing, we gossiped about others, we mocked on each other, we bet on our friend’s relationship, we aruba-ed, we masterlocked, we did everything in the best friends’ list. Perhaps our own list. 

The inevitable thing in a friendship is quarrel. We have been through hard times. Boycotts, a popular trend among friends nowadays i guess? We did that a myriad times. But those would not last long and that were the best part. We became even inseparable ever since each fight.

Let’s not forget the occasion where the best friends were parting ways. We all are going to have our own family sooner or later, but friends are, the most valuable thing in life. Whoops, I guess I will get 0 for task fulfillment, but who cares.

Once again, if there comes the time when we will drift apart, let’s sing once more. Flee! Flee fly! Flee fly flow! Vesta!

Again, form one camping trip in Cameron just flashed past on my big screen inside my mind.

So, to all my truest friends, flee! Flee fly! Flee fly flow!