The Dancing Fingertips

This picture was taken while I was skydiving.

I am 16 this year, I enjoy doing artsy stuff, I enjoy taking pictures too! I love my family and friends and my dog Elvis a lot.

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I sit infront of this screen,
Thinking of things to do and I dream-
Of things that come true in my head,
Hoping you could see them by fate.

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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Happy birthday to me.I hate myself.I hate everyone.I hate my life.

Monday, June 18, 2007

♥It's difficult because,you don't know who'll you'll become or what you'll become next.

Maybe,you'll be dead tomorrow.
Crying tomorrow.
Jumping tomorrow.
Soft tomorrow.
Strong tomorrow.
Solemn tomorrow.
Noisy tomorrow.

It's like you don't know what you really wanna be next;yes,welcome to the time of the life where you get all confused over with your life.Whether to be this or that.That or this!Yes.Difficult.

Whether you'll dress dark tomorrow.Dress sweet.Dress shapeless.Not wearing anything.

You don't know who you're going to be next.Get all emo and smash things.Smile at whoever you see even if you really feel like snipping of their heads.You will never know what you're going to be tomorrow.Or whenever.Get it?

It's hard to explain.

Let's say.Today you'll get all happy and things.Earing bright clothes.

Get tomorrow you'll stick to the awesomemest "colour" black,white,grey,brown.Beautiful.As you don't feel like doing anything but lying down on your full black bed and a black grand piano in a huge white room with nothing but air.

You don't know whether you're gonna touch your huge grand piano with light from the sun shinning on it.You wouldn't know whether you're gonn practise your drop dead gorgeous violine.Or you don't know whether you're gonna talk to you polka-dotted super duper hot balloon.

We don't know what we are gonna do next.Our life is in God's hand.

We don't know whether we're gonna break a leg.We don't know whether you're gonna be right or wrong.You don't know whether you're gonna be up or down.You don't know whether you're gonna be left or right.What's next?

We don't know whether you're gonna be the world's famous girl by tomorrow.You don't know whether you'll slip and fall on your school stairs.You don't know what you're gonna do next now.That is if you plan something.I don't know what I'm gonna do next.And I just keep going.Look at me.I mean.Look at this post.Does it look planned or prepared?I guess not.No, it's not.

Next,

Have you ever come across that your brain is a box with things you store in floating about?or maybe a collague in your head like all your life from day 1 is in it?And you're heart.All I can think about my heart is a gorgeous diary with my life written in it day and day.

Labels: ♥So, what do you think?

Saturday, June 16, 2007

I don't know whose was it.I saw a book written. "William Shakespeare" then took it down from the shelf.Opened it.The words looked all so mixed up that it sounded like some dead monkey babeling.Well,it was ofcourse so vague.I have not even finish reading one sentence and straight away close the book.Waiting for Pride and Prejudice. Ha ha.

Wait.It's so boring when children start their essay with:

"Last Saturday I killed my dog"
"Last week I swim and my leg was bitten off by a pink dolphine"
"Yesteday I eat your hand"

Come one.Can you guys make something interesting,for instance:

"Staring at the four walls,she knew that she had nowhere to run.."
"Looking at the blank cielling I wasn't sure whether I was a live or gone.."
""HELP!!HELP!!" I shouted as the Big Monkey Butt Head person was about to byte my leg"

Yes,something catchy and makes you hyper.Let me write something.

I was walking towards the dark alley,wondering whether it was going to be the end or just the beginning,the silence around me was slowly dying when I could here voices of people breathing loudly and then suddently saw blood dripping from the ceilling,hands reaching for me.And a head that turned 180 degrees.My heart was beating so fast that it was about worn out.

Something like that.Something worth reading.Not like.

Last week, my daddy BRING(my gosh) me and my mama to the beach in GUNUNG LEDANG.Then we saw baby fish swimming like prawns.My kor kor dived into the water and we don't know where he got go.We got so scared then I cried.My mama said nevermind.We will "ring,ring the police" so the "eyor eyor (siren sound) can come."(ambulance).

My gosh.

And at the end of the day.All I'm gonna say is..

I LOVE LOVE LOVE THE FRAY!!.

Labels: Cross my heart and hope you'll die.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

UPSR is so near and all you boys and girls think about is about having a relationship when you're supposed to have relationships with books this year.Yes,all I hear in school is "Oh,know what?I will love him till I rot." Or "My darling is so cuteee!!" maybe "I wanna name my baby.." I heard that in school and shouted at them to have a relationship with books.

And when it's the day for your BIG exam,you start crying a bottle of sprite and ~~commit suicide~~ get depress.What the @#$% (insert whatever you want in there) are you'll thinking about.Six months seems so fast what about 2 months?And what are you gonna do now huh?Moan?Sob?What.You can't go anywhere.When you're sitting for you're paper,it's all about being hardcore focus.As if I do that.But I try.

So,if you don't get 5 A's if that's what you hope,your gonna kill a kid on your way home and tell him after you kill him,I didn't get 5 A's for my UPSR ~~dammit~~.

Well,if you don't believe,we'll see.Yes.We'll see.What if I don't?I'll get over 30,000++ balloons and fly up high.(It works,I watch Brainiac a Science show.)Yes,and I'm gonna be the first girl flying up with NORMAL balloons.Not like you.Humph.

And if I get 5 A's I'll go around telling others, "Don't be upset for not getting 5 A's,told you to read my blog."

Now,study.The End.Full Stop.GO.

Labels: I can't hear your silence, shut up.

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Yes,I'm back.Back from Hong Kong.

When I reached there.I stood.Then sit.Saw my uncle.And we (my family and I) rushed to him.It was a LONG walk from the airport to the carpark.

Reached his house.AND I SAW HIS SUPER SUPER SUPER CUTE BABY.ah!.

Okay,we went to this flee(kutu) market and saw things.FAKE LV STUFF.FAKE GUCCI STUFF.FAKE CHANEL STUFF.and etc.WHOAH.The price of the things were cheap ecspecialy the Gucci purse.Nowonder I see a lot of people from there with their Gucci and LV handbags.Whoah.

I know I argue a lot and have this annoying whinning tone.Yes,I argued with my brother.There isn't any trip where we DON'T ARGUE.Well.It's normal.Ha ha ha.

Shoes there ain't cheap I tell you.There was this shoe which was $2000++ their money.People there are RICH.(excluding those fake LV and Gucci purses and handbags) .

I saw those charm bracelets where I bought from Thialand which costs RM0.50 there and they sell them at $45 their money in Hong Kong.

Another "amazing" thing is..
MY AUNT'S DOG IS 16 YEARS OLD DOG AGE.

Short post.Yes I know.The end.

Labels: Hong Kong.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."

Tattooed in me!