tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26474872067127208672024-02-07T09:52:40.772-08:00Of Me, Myself and IRead at your own risk.
Be touched, be inspired, be not bored.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-74552764013019786552019-03-22T02:39:00.001-07:002019-03-22T02:39:47.836-07:00Inhale, Exhale...Breathe in...<br />
<br />
Breathe out.<br />
<br />
It really has been a while since this blog has had any post. And I suddenly remembered the existence of this thing hahahaha.<br />
<br />
4 years passed since the last post.<br />
<br />
And..oh wow.<br />
<br />
Many things changed.<br />
Many things happened.<br />
Life...happened.<br />
<br />
Blood.<br />
Sweat.<br />
Tears.<br />
Laughter.<br />
Good times.<br />
Bad times.<br />
Loved ones.<br />
Forgotten ones.<br />
Unwanted events.<br />
<br />
But the best of all...<br />
<br />
<br />
Memories.<br />
Good ones. Bad ones.<br />
Good ones that I wish to forget.<br />
Bad ones which I also wish to forget.<br />
But...that's what makes you...you, right?<br />
<br />
I'll prolly write a post entitled... "Memories".<br />
Bittersweet? Yeah maybe.<br />
But they do say writing things down help ease the mind...right?<br />
<br />
Until the next time.<br />
<br />
Ciao.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-48022640034359565142015-05-26T03:29:00.000-07:002015-05-26T03:29:52.655-07:00Quickie! ...okay maybe not so.<span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;">*Blow off dust*</span><br />
<span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-small;">*cough cough*</span><br />
<br />
Hello again. <i>*does an awkward wave*</i><br />
<br />
I don't remember the last time I blogged.<br />
Indeed it has been waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.. too long.<br />
<br />
Who still blogs?<b> I do.</b><br />
Well every once in a <b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">blue </span></b>moon, that is. Heh.<br />
<br />
Let's see, where shall I begin?<br />
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<b>1. Graduated!</b><br />
YEAAAAAAHHHHHAAAHAHAHAAAYYYYY yeay yeah, yeah. Graduated from college in December. Now my introduction would be..<br />
<br />
<i>"Hi, good morning. My name is Kenn, your PHYSIOTHERAPIST for today."</i><br />
<br />
HAHAHAHAHA.<br />
<br />
But then, 6 months later. Here I am, about to start my degree in 2 weeks time. lol.<br />
I'm a student...<i>again</i>.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<b>2. Temporary.</b><br />
Well since my last post in September, <span style="font-size: xx-small;">*I'm sorry. LOL. But oh well, it's not like anyone reads my blog, so it's somehow safe here? Heh.* </span>indeed it has been temporary.<br />
<br />
Temporary what, you may ask?<br />
<br />
PEOPLE.<br />
<br />
TEMPORARY PEOPLE.<br />
<br />
So there's this tweet that I saw the other day,<br />
<br />
<i>"From the age 19 - 22, you will meet a lot of temporary people."</i><br />
<br />
And I sat down and thought to myself, indeed.<br />
A lot of temporary people.<br />
People came..<br />
and left.<br />
<br />
But oh well, there's this verse that I like to sing:<br />
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*proceeds to listen to that song*</div>
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Haha over the past few months, or rather for the past year, I've developed and lived according to this saying:</div>
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"Do I look like I care?"</div>
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"Never put too much expectation in someone."</div>
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"Pictures can be deceiving."</div>
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All these lessons..are through experiences.</div>
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Bad experiences.</div>
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And no one to pick you up.</div>
Sometimes all you have is yourself.<br />
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And Him, of course. He NEVER left.</div>
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And through each painful day, time did its magic.</div>
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I was okay again. </div>
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And today I can proudly look at you with a smile and say,</div>
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<i>"Let bygones be bygones. Do not chase after what is gone. If it was meant to be, it will be."</i></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">But I must say, even now, I can pretty much relate to Queen Elsa.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">HAHAHAHA OKAY PLEASE, I'M NOT THAT CHILDISH BUT somehow..it's true?</span></div>
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<i><b>"Stay away, I do not wish to hurt you. It is only for your own good."</b></i></div>
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<i><b><br /></b></i></div>
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<i><b>"Yes, I'm alone, but I'm alone and..free."</b></i></div>
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Like a <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">rose</span></b>, as pretty it may seem, there are thorns which are bound to prick and.. hurt.</div>
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Okay, enough liao. Moving on.</div>
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<b>3. Part time!</b></div>
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YES, like..yes. I've got a part time on weekends!</div>
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Which I like pretty much. Heh.</div>
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I get to play with ALL THESE ADORABLE MINI HOOMANS.</div>
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It might be tiring at times, but looking at them so happy, it makes me happy as well.</div>
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<i>"Bye bye teacher."</i></div>
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<i>"Teacher. look."</i></div>
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<i>*Kid holds onto your finger*<br />*Kid gives you a mischievous look and breaks into a big smile*</i></div>
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<i>*Kid runs towards you to give you a hug hug.*</i></div>
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I just kennot. You get me? I. Just. Kennot.</div>
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All these small, small gestures. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">May God bless all you tiny hoomans and grow up to be big, and good people okay? :')</span></div>
<br />
What's next?<br />
<br />
Well like I mentioned earlier, degree is starting in 2 weeks time.<br />
Somehow I am getting mixed emotions.<br />
New faces.<br />
New friends.<br />
New people.<br />
New group.<br />
New...<span style="font-size: x-small;">everything</span>.<br />
<br />
I have not been a nice person.<br />
Crushed souls, soul being crushed.<br />
Blah blah blah.<br />
<br />
Until next time.<br />
<br />
Ciao.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-37595718835666566252014-09-03T03:09:00.001-07:002014-09-03T03:09:20.161-07:00....Almost.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14px;">Can you tell me?</span></div>
<span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
How can one miss what she's never had</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
How could I reminisce when there is no past</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
How could I have memories of being happy with you boy?</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Can someone tell me how can this be?</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
How could my mind pull up incidents</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Recall dates and times that never happened</div>
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How could we celebrate a love that's to late?</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
And how could I really mean the words I'm bout to say...</div>
</span><div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I missed the times that we almost shared</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I miss the love that was almost there</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I miss the times that we use to kiss</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At least in my dreams</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Just let me take my time and reminisce</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I miss the time that we never had</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
What happened to us we were almost there</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Never almost had you...</div>
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<span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I cannot believe I let you go</div>
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Or what I should say I should've</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
grabbeb you up and never let you go</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I should've went out with you</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I should've made you my boo boy</div>
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Yes that's one time I should've broke the rules</div>
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I should've went on a date</div>
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Should've found a way to escape</div>
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Should've turned a almost into</div>
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If it happened now its to late</div>
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How could I celebrate a love that wasn't real?</div>
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And if it didn't happen why does my heart feel?</div>
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<span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div>
<span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I missed the times that we almost shared</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I miss the love that was almost there</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I miss the times that we use to kiss</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
At least in my dreams</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Just let me take my time and reminisce</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
I miss the times that we never had</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
What happened to us we were almost there</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had</div>
</span><span style="font-size: 14px;"><div style="text-align: center;">
Never almost had you...</div>
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..yep. Everything was almost there.</div>
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What happened?</div>
</span>Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-40265986967250300502014-09-02T06:03:00.000-07:002014-09-02T06:03:00.452-07:00Happy...Independence Day?Please don't shut me out alright?<br />Please don't turn your back on me.<br />
You don't have to keep your distance from me.<br />
<br />
For the first time in forever,<br />
I've shed tears over someone.<br />
For the first time in forever,<br />
I don't know how to feel.<br />
<br />
I've been on a roller-coaster of emotions,<br />
And now I'm stuck at the low point.<br />
Dear Time, please do your magic,<br />
I can't take this anymore.<br />
<br />
Here's what I have been thinking:<br />1. You're not interested anymore.<br />
2. A cold treatment so that it is easier for you to leave, for me to forget you and nobody gets hurt.<br />
<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">But I'm hurt already.</span></strike><br />
3. I expected too much.<br />
<br />
I don't know what happened,.<br />
Please, can't we fix this together?<br />
I'll keep my distance for now,<br />
Until the next firework sound and then we'll make our own fireworks again.<br />
But for now, I wish you all the best no matter where you are.<br />
<br />
<br />
I don't know the chance of you reading this post but if you do come across this post, yeah. Please.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-47540202490669225582014-06-03T07:31:00.003-07:002014-06-03T07:32:47.343-07:00I'm only human.I'm only human.<br />
I bleed when I fall down.<br />
I crash and I break down.<br />
There's only so much that I can do; so much that I can bear; so much that I can handle.<br />
<br />
All the emotions.<br />
All the pressure.<br />
All the expectations.<br />
All the disappointments.<br />
All the killed-me-inside moments.<br />
<br />
Sometimes,<br />
When you want to catch your friend by accident.<br />
But not knowingly they fall into your trap with ease.<br />
And the look on the person's face after they realize what they have just said/done.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">...In which the reply killed you inside.</span></div>
<br />
"I doubt how will you perform."<br />
"I expected better. I expected more."<br />
"He/She is there doing so and so."<br />
"Why did you do so?"<br />
"If you felt it was difficult, how did the rest do?"<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I am not as good as you think.<br />
I am not thinking straight.<br />
I have not been doing my best.<br />
I have been letting even myself down.<br />
I am scared.<br />
I am competitive.<br />
I am...scary.<br />
<br />
<br />
I want to run.<br />
I want to hide.<br />
I want to express.<br />
I want to tell.<br />
I want to be honest.<br />
<br />
<br />
Who doesn't want to live a "correct" life?<br />
<br />
<br />
But as everything goes by,<br />
I still have this hope.<br />
This hope that never fail to remind me;<br />
<br />
He loves you.<br />
He NEVER gives up on you.<br />
He will always wait for you with arms open wide no matter how far you have gone.<br />
<br />
In Him I seek comfort.<br />
In Him I find rest.<br />
In Him I trust.<br />
For He listens.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-5291595326601583372014-03-08T05:25:00.000-08:002014-03-08T05:25:11.794-08:00Friends and Trust.I've always had this saying:<br /><br />Friends are like a handful of sand that you hold at the beach.<br />
With every rush of seawater that washes your hand,<br />
They reduce in amount.<br />
And by a few more washes,<br />
They'll be all...gone.<br />
<br />
Same thing applies for trust too.<br />
<br />
Keep on giving me reasons to not to trust you,<br />
And slowly you'll be gone too.<br />
<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-50959603206656836982014-01-14T05:54:00.000-08:002014-01-14T05:55:45.730-08:00Week 3, 2014.Well well well,<br />
this blog DOES need some update every once in a while.<br />
<br />
Just let me rant for a while.<br />
<br />
And I know it's all safe to write here. Because :)<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>"I do not know if meeting you was a good or a bad thing.</i><br />
<i>Cause for everything that happens, there surely must be the pros and cons, eh?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I really don't know.</i><br />
<i>There's just something about....you.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>That really caught my attention.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Your looks?</i><br />
<i>Your attitude?</i><br />
<i>Your behaviour?</i><br />
<i>Your smile?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>...but even after so and many years, I never seem to understand some terms.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>"Don't put so much attention on someone who won't put that much of attention into you."</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I never learn from my mistakes.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Mistake --> Falls --> "Lesson learnt" --> Repeats mistake.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>And the cycle goes on and on and on.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>I'm dreaming, </i><br />
<i>I'm hallucinating,</i><br />
<i>I'm ...hoping.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Too much.</i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Okay maybe a liiiiiiitle too much.</span></i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>For what?<br />For the impossible?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>Why care so much when the other party doesn't do so?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Why never learn from all these one sided experiences?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Friendships?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>They never end...beautifully.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>..nothing ever ends beautifully.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Always one party will end up ugly. </i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>I should really learn to control my mouth.</i><br />
<i>As if I don't.</i><br />
<i>Sometimes you just can't control - words just slip out.</i><br />
<i>Accidentally.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>And if some other party is quick enough to pick up - jeng jeng jenggggggggggg.</i><br />
<i>Thoughts.</i><br />
<i>Doubt.</i><br />
<i>Fear.</i><br />
<i>What ifs.</i><br />
<i>:O </i><br />
<i>Dead meat. Or maybe not haha.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>But I must really say,</i><br />
<i>What magic is this have you placed on me?<br />Or is it a curse?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Every second, every minute, every hour. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Okay maybe not EVERY, but most of the time.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Every day.</span></i><br />
<br />
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Any moment I'm awake.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Or about to fall asleep.</span></i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>What is this?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Why?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Forbidden?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Why?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>"Last seen's" - the most evil thing ever invented, hahaha.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
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<i>....do you really not care?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
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<i>..at all?</i><br />
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<i>But I must say, </i><br />
<i>Any small, small thing you have done that made me smile,</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>...I appreciate.</i><br />
<i>...I treasure.</i><br />
<i>...I..okay maybe not remember, but somehow ..</i><br />
<i>yeah I smiled :)</i><br />
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<i>Hold on, not long more, </i><br />
<i>Everything will come to an end.</i><br />
<i>We'll separate.</i><br />
<i>We'll split.</i><br />
<i>We won't see each other any more.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>So is that good or bad?"</i><br />
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Okbai.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-49821379941598242122013-08-07T08:13:00.000-07:002013-08-07T08:13:32.726-07:00Level up!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"> This is Randy, or Meng Meng (that's what I call him. Heh) And this is the ever pretty Desiree.</span><br />
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<strike><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Okay, this is the first time i'm uploading my own photos on my blog.</span></strike><br />
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Yaay (?) I'm 20.<br />
HAHAHA.<br />
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But seriously, thanks <span style="color: #073763;">Meng </span>and <span style="color: #4c1130;">Riri </span>for the surprise, cake and present.<br />
And also the lame excuses and acting. HAHAHA.<br />
<br />
Why I love them?<br />
This group of people, they never fail to come up with all sorts of wacky ideas for birthday surprises.<br />
Oh before that, this group of people consists of..<br />
<span style="color: #4c1130;">Desiree</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">Meng</span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Le Zheng</span><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79;">Sin Hui</span><br />
<span style="color: #c27ba0;">Anqi</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Mok</span><br />
<span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Xiang Lin</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Jaryl</span><br />
And <i>a few</i> more which am not sure whether to mention their names or not. Oh well.<br />
<br />
<br />
This group of friends,<br />
I came to know them when I was in <b>UTAR</b>.<br />
We all started together.<br />
But wow, 2 years down the line and most of us are..separated.<br />
Some <i>came</i>, some <i>went</i>..<br />
And the list changes...<br />
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I won't say I expected more, but yeah this small gathering of the three of us is more than enough.<br />
Totally understand those who can't make it.<br />
Cause we are <span style="font-size: x-small;">all</span>....<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">separated....</span><br />
<br />
<br />
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<b>IT'S OKAY</b>, we can still keep in touch via social networks. Heee.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">But deep down inside I am..disappointed.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Over someone else.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">I waited...for you.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Where were you?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Your wish would be sufficient.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">I wish I could learn to not put so much hope in you.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><strike>Indeed disappointed. </strike></span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">That's why, never put so much hope in someone that you have just got to know.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Lesson learnt.</span><br />
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Actually I don't know what to write.<br />
I just felt like writing cause..it's something to be celebrated?<br />
HAHAHA.<br />
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So, I've survived another year.</div>
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Another year has passed by so quickly.</div>
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Let's pray for the remainder of the year, </div>
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and may things go well. </div>
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Alright? <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>:)</b></span></div>
Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-3376994066603555692013-07-11T07:41:00.000-07:002013-07-11T07:41:09.223-07:00Unfathomable.I'm <span style="color: #cccccc;">worried</span>, but I'm <span style="color: orange;">glad</span>.<br />
<br />
I'm <span style="color: blue;">sad</span>, but I'm <span style="color: #990000;">happy</span>,<br />
<br />
I'm <span style="color: #073763;">confused</span>, I don't <span style="color: #3d85c6;">understand</span>.<br />
<br />
I <i><u>hope</u> </i>to, <span style="font-size: x-small;">and I <i><u>want</u> </i>to.</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;">To see<b> you</b>.</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Everyday.</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
What is this?<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Who are you to me?</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">What is this.. <b><span style="color: #999999;">feeling</span></b>?</span><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>"How are you?"</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>"What are you doing?"</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>"What are you thinking?"</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>"Morning."</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>"Night, sleep tight."</i><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>"...do you feel the same way as I do?"</i><br />
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I know, I should not put <b>too much hope</b> in you.<br />
<br />
<i>In fact</i>, I should not put <b><span style="font-size: large;">any hope</span></b> in you.<br />
<br />
Why should I, why would I?<br />
<br />
It's<span style="color: #073763;"> absurd</span>.<br />
<br />
It's <span style="color: #073763;">futile</span>.<br />
<br />
It's <br />
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. <br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #073763;">impossible</span>. </span><br />
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Stop playing games with me already, alright?<br />
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I'm getting <b>tired </b>of it.<br />
<br />
Save me from all the heart aches, okay?<br />
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<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-16096722970218503842013-06-15T03:37:00.001-07:002013-06-15T03:37:45.510-07:00Randomness number 88.Woot woot.<br />
<br />
's been a while since an update. Oh well, nobody reads any ways.<br />
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My place to rant everything. Haha.<br />
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Been away from KL for 2 weeks - internship at RSK Ulu Kinta, Perak.<br />
<br />
Oh just to make things clear, many people think of Tanjung Rambutan as a place for cuckoo people. Well, let's get facts straight.<br />
1. Tanjung Rambutan is the name of an AREA, not the name of the mental hospital.<br />
2. The name of the mental hospital is HBUK (Hospital Besar Ulu Kinta, Tanjung Rambutan).<br />
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Well, this place is pretty spacious heh. There are staff living in the area.<br />
I don't know how many hectares of land is the hospital, but heck yeah there are lots of space for you to run and feel the wind.<br />
<br />
The nursing home (RSK UK) - there's a very peaceful ambience over there. Prolly cause it's near the mountains.<br />
<br />
It's quite windy over there at night, and cool night breeze - something you'll never be able to get if you live in this concrete jungle Kuala Lumpur.<br />
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The air there is seriously different - you can breath in fresh, cool air in the morning, with visible drops of morning dew on the grass. Precious.<br />
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Being there for 2 weeks, I've got to know some tenants there.<br />
<br />
As a reflective diary, I really thank God that my parents are still in the pink of health.<br />
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One thing, if one ever work in nursing homes, one must have a slightly hardened heart.<br />
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Going for carolling really has trained my heart to be a bit tougher - I tried not to be too attached with the tenants there so that when I leave, I don't go with a heavy heart. And when you talk with them, they might have to tendency to start tearing up.<br />
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One uncle who was just admitted cried when we interviewed him. I still remember what he said in Chinese.<br />
Translation: "Why am I so useless. I'd rather die than live. Please let me die"<br />
This uncle had a VERY mild stroke, and his strength of his R UL and LL is mostly 3 or 4.<br />
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Oh, let me explain.<br />
0 - no movement at all.<br />
1- slight twitch of muscle.<br />
2 - can move in gravity eliminated position.<br />
3 - can move against gravity.<br />
4 - can move against minimal resistance.<br />
5 - can move against maximum resistance.<br />
MMT. lol.<br />
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He...was very sad and thus the tears. My prayer goes to you uncle. But heck yeah he has a very strong spirit - wants to get well. He shows very good effort in trying to get well when doing exercises. He really wish that he could stand again.<br />
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HAHAHA okay I think this is too much. Very long post. Very very much more to talk, but even I don't know what I am writing.<br />
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Hahaha okay then, till the next update!<br />
Ciao.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-49733707662592331552013-05-25T09:04:00.000-07:002013-05-25T09:04:01.747-07:00Sentimental crap.Saturday, 25th May 2013. Hot day.<br />
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Whoa.<br />
The first thought as I saw my diary.<br />
<br />
<br />
Okay maybe that wasn't a diary, cause I wrote one page and abandoned it till I found it earlier.<br />
<br />
It says,<br />
"30th May 2011, First day of Uni."<br />
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I went blank.<br />
<br />
That was what I wrote 2 years ago.<br />
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And look where I am at today.<br />
<br />
I'm in a different college, halfway through my diploma.<br />
<br />
Wow.<br />
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WOW.<br />
<br />
So much happened in these 2 years.<br />
<br />
I couldn't help but to stop packing, and sat down and started thinking.<br />
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<br />
Of all the people that I've met in these 2 years.<br />
New friends from uni and college.<br />
Making the effort to keep in touch with high school friends.<br />
Primary school friends? Urm.<br />
<br />
Wow, just WOW.<br />
<br />
<br />
Pretty random update.<br />
Can't think much.<br />
Too sentimental.<br />
Too much happened.<br />
<br />
<br />
"People come, people go. Important ones will make an effort to stay."<br />
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LOL what.<br />
Ok bai, till the next update.<br />
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<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-9823833870815716382013-04-24T07:55:00.001-07:002013-04-24T07:55:31.140-07:00Hospitals.One step,<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Two</span> steps,<br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Three </span>steps.<br />
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A place of emotions -<br />
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<span style="color: orange;">Joy.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Sorrow.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #741b47;">Pain.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;">Anger.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;">Fear.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666;">Anxiety</span>.</div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">HOPE.</span></b><br />
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<br />
What hope?<br />
<br />
Hope for a better day <i>tomorrow</i>?<br />
<br />
Or is it another day to <i>endure</i>?<br />
<br />
Another day of <i>suffering</i>?<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
Hospitals.<br />
<br />
As a healthcare provider student, I always have mixed feelings when going to the hospital.<br />
<br />
<br />
The first one is where I enter a hospital as a student - to gain <i><b>new knowledge</b></i>, to <i><b>learn</b></i>, to <i><b>help people</b></i>.<br />
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But the other one is where I enter the hospital as a <i>visitor</i>.<br />
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<br />
And nope, I don't like this feeling.<br />
You see them at their lowest.<br />
<br />
What is going to happen to them?<br />
<br />
What comes after this?<br />
<br />
..After tonight?<br /><br />
....The next morning?<br />
<br />
What can you do when you see them?<br /><br />Worry for them?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Yes people do have their ups and downs,<br />
And being in the hospital (no matter you or someone you know!) is where they are at one of their lowest point.<br />
<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">I really don't know - I couldn't bear to look at my friend for too long. </span><br />
<br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Father LORD, </i><br />
<i>Only You know how that person's condition is.</i><br />
<i>No matter what happens, </i><br />
<i>Father LORD you lay Your healing hands upon this person, </i><br />
<i>Be with this person as this person goes through one of the lowest points of life.</i><br />
<i>Instil in this person the confidence that tomorrow will be a better day, </i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i><br /></i>
<i>Psalm 23:4 </i><br />
<i>"Even though I walk </i><br />
<i> through the darkest valley, </i><br />
<i>I will fear no evil, </i><br />
<i>for You are with me; </i><br />
<i>Your rod and Your staff, </i><br />
<i>they comfort me." (NIV)</i><br />
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This, my friend, is a verse for you.<br />
You might not know of Him,<br />
but call upon Him, and He will listen.<br />
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All this I ask and pray in His mighty and precious name,<br />
Amen.<br />
<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-77717431411138690782013-04-04T08:53:00.000-07:002013-04-04T08:53:14.153-07:00Someday, someday.That's it.<br />
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I've had enough.<br />
<br />
Father Lord, what is this?<br />
<br />
I don't understand.<br />
<br />
Not the slightest bit or part of it.<br />
<br />
What are you trying to do?<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Dah cukup sentap ni. Yelah yelah.</span><br />
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<i>Do lah whatever you want.</i><br />
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Pretty fun huh when everything clashes and everything goes wrong at the same time,<br />
<br />
and seems to be so many things happening at wrong timings.<br />
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I don't know.</div>
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Father Lord, unto You I cast all my worries. </div>
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Unto You I cast all my brokenness.</div>
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Only You understand what is going on.</div>
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And how I feel.</div>
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And someday, someday. I might understand.</div>
<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-8590463103381256142013-03-29T22:01:00.001-07:002013-03-29T22:06:17.939-07:00Please, pretty please.<i>What</i>?<br />
<br />
I don't know <i>how</i>.<br />
<br />
I don't know <i>why</i>.<br />
<br />
I don't know <i>when</i>.<br />
<br />
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<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">But I know <i>who</i>.</span><br />
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<u><br /></u>
<u><br /></u>
A very big possibility that none of you might read this,<br />
<br />
Or even know that this post ever existed.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Hey <b>you</b>.<br />
<br />
You're making me <span style="color: #990000;">mad</span>.<br />
<br />
Not mad that you're hiding stuff from us.<br />
<br />
But making them <span style="color: #20124d;">worry</span>.<br />
<br />
So please, pretty please.<br />
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<br />
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You know how to make them stop worrying.<br />
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Well, what are you still waiting for?<br />
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Now that 1% of it has been made known to me,<br />
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Bear in mind that you will always be in my prayers.<br />
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We might not be able to do anything,<br />
<br />
But I do believe that He will.<br />
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And He will have His way, a purpose that we will never understand.<br />
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Do keep in mind,<br />
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We'll be with you no matter what happens.<br />
<br />
Though thick and thin.<br />
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Okay?<br />
<br />
--No. Don't take all the time you need.<br />
<br />
Please do what is right.<br />
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IMMEDIATELY.Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-82349603957378390602013-03-20T02:24:00.001-07:002013-03-20T02:24:16.929-07:00Part II: Chapter 2 - Amen.<span style="font-size: large;">Tomorrow's the day.</span><br />
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Have you ever seen how a <span style="color: #274e13;">caterpillar</span> slowly spins silk around itself and becomes a <span style="color: #38761d;">cocoon</span>?<br />
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And then they undergo metamorphosis and become beautiful <span style="color: #a64d79;">b</span><span style="color: #f1c232;">u</span><span style="color: #3d85c6;">t</span><span style="color: #cc0000;">t</span><span style="color: #6aa84f;">e</span><span style="color: blue;">r</span><span style="color: orange;">f</span><span style="color: magenta;">l</span><span style="color: yellow;">i</span><span style="color: red;">e</span><span style="color: lime;">s</span>.<br />
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Then they morph into eagles and at the final stage they finally become <span style="color: #274e13;">d</span>r<span style="color: #990000;">a</span>g<span style="color: #274e13;">o</span>n<span style="color: #990000;">s</span>?<br />
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<b>LOLOLOL.</b><br />
<br />
Okay the last part is<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> bullsh*t</span>, I'm just merely telling how your nervousness slowly builds as a date for something important approaches.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">"</span>Father Lord,<br />
<br />
As we all know, all good comes from You, and the bad happens for a reason.<br />
<br />
You take away the fear,<br />
<br />
For everything is under Your control.<br />
<br />
So many decisions to make, so many uncertainties ahead.<br />
<br />
You take lead, Father Lord.<br />
<br />
And be my guide - not only for me, but for all your beloved sons and daughters.<br />
<br />
Unto You I commit this heavy load.<span style="font-size: x-large;">"</span>Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-26343794633229598572013-03-12T03:31:00.003-07:002013-03-20T02:24:42.102-07:00Part II: Chapter 1 - Chocolate cake.<i>*<span style="color: #0b5394;">Pitter patter, pitter patter</span>*</i><br />
<br />
As the rain kept falling, a cake was in the making.<br />
<br />
It was a<span style="color: #783f04;"> chocolate cake</span>, with melted <span style="color: #783f04;">chocolate</span>.<br />
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Served with ice cream and drizzled with <span style="color: #783f04;">chocolate</span>.<br />
<br />
There was no occasion on that day.<br />
<br />
There is no need for an occasion to bake a cake.<br />
<br />
But there could also be cakes for special occasions.<br />
<br />
Birthdays, weddings, or simply just to end that craving of yours.<br />
<br />
....<br />
<br />
But<span style="color: blue;"> he</span> forgot.<br />
<br />
There was indeed an occasion.<br />
<br />
It was<span style="color: magenta;"> her </span>birthday.<br />
<br />
Happy birthday?<br />
<br />
....<br />
<br />
Or if you look at it from another point of view..<br />
<br />
Cake is a type of <span style="color: #783f04;">d</span><span style="color: magenta;">e</span><span style="color: lime;">s</span><span style="color: blue;">s</span><span style="color: purple;">e</span><span style="color: red;">r</span><span style="color: orange;">t</span>. Plus it's a <span style="color: #783f04;">chocolate cake</span>.<br />
<br />
So..it could also be seen as a kind of comfort food?<br />
<br />
So when does one need comfort food the most?<br />
<br />
When you need to <span style="color: #444444;">de-stress</span>?<br />
<br />
..Or is it when you're <span style="color: #3d85c6;">sad</span>?Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-21014225790026165732013-02-17T06:06:00.000-08:002013-02-17T06:06:05.390-08:00Boom boomBlog's been pretty dead, heh.<br />
<br />
Not that I don't have time to update, it's just that it never crossed my mind to update it. Heh.<br />
<br />
Chor 8 today - chor 9 tomorrow - Kau Wong Yeh.<br />
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Haiz, fireworks gonna go boom boom boom. No, more of like BOOM BOOM BOOM.<br />
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Economy.....<span style="font-size: xx-small;">ok la this year</span>. HAHAHA.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Thought lately: Why care so much when others don't care? </span><br />
<br />
Been thinking too much lately.<br />
<br />
Sem 3 [Y2, S1] huh, scary much.<br />
<br />
Meh, by the end of 2014, I'll be gone from this place.<br />
<br />
Sounds far? Not really.<br />
<br />
The future seems pretty scary at times, as if time is moving too fast.<br />
<br />
Everything seems to be like, *blink blink* another year gone.<br />
<br />
Oh, I NEED my book vouchers. So much to buy:<br />
1. Ortho book.<br />
2. Pocketbook.<br />
3. Therapeutic exs book.<br />
4. Tendon hammer.<br />
5. Stethoscope. *A bit too early, perhaps?*<br />
<br />
And yey those books ain't cheap eh.<br />
<br />
<br />
Pretty random update, till next time we shall meet again.<br />
<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-35820577366818091312012-11-30T02:43:00.001-08:002013-02-28T04:44:45.515-08:00Chapter 8 (Final): Au...revoir?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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*(Source of inspiration) <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ROqTa1mn_qc" target="_blank">Distance - Christina Perri feat. Jason Mraz.</a></div>
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After all this years, <span style="color: blue;">he </span>waited.</div>
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Will <span style="color: blue;">he </span>ever get to see a reply for the <span style="color: #783f04;">note </span>many years ago?<br />
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Will he ever get to see <span style="color: magenta;">her </span>again?<br />
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If <span style="color: magenta;">she </span>ever says to him,<br />
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<i>"Wow, it's amazing that you still remember me after all these years."</i><br />
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Now, do you know why?<br />
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So, what will be <span style="color: magenta;">her </span>answer?<br />
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Be his <span style="color: #0b5394;">dream catcher</span>, filter all the <span style="color: #cc0000;">bad</span> ones and only keep the <span style="color: #38761d;">good </span>ones?<br />
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Hop on the <span style="color: #783f04;">boat</span>, go wherever it takes them?<br />
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Or, will it be an <i>au revoir</i>?<br />
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Will <span style="color: magenta;">you </span>end <span style="color: blue;">his </span>waiting?<br />
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Read: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-1-i-see-you.html">Chapter 1</a> / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-21-hidden-note.html">Chapter 2-1</a> / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-2-2-appreciation-whats-next.html">Chapter 2-2</a> / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-3-spit-it-out.html">Chapter 3</a> / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-4-as-long-as-it-takes.html">Chapter 4</a> /<a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-5-nervous-much.html"> Chapter 5</a> / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/09/chapter-6-dreading-much.html">Chapter 6</a> / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/11/chapter-7-row-row-row-your-boat.html">Chapter 7</a><br />
<br />Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-19854738574053438742012-11-12T20:34:00.000-08:002012-11-30T02:50:50.107-08:00Chapter 7: Row, row, row your boat.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"Row, row, row your boat,</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Gently down the stream.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Life is but a dream."</i></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Indeed life has been like a dream for this <span style="color: blue;">boy</span>.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Do you know how dreams are?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Soft, cloud-like</span>? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It feels so real, but still you'll question yourself:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">'Did it really happen?'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">One year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Two years..</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Three...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Four....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Five.....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Six......</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> Seventh year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: blue;">He </span>has not seen <span style="color: magenta;">her </span>in seven years.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Yet <span style="color: blue;">he </span>has <b>not</b> forgotten a bit about <span style="color: magenta;">her</span>, <b>nope</b>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Those specs.</span></div>
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The pony tailed hair.</div>
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That smile.</div>
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'Will I ever see her again?'<br />
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Will she be his dream catcher? - to filter all the bad dreams, and only make all good ones.<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: x-large;">'How are you?'</span></i><br />
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Read: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/09/chapter-6-dreading-much.html" target="_blank">Previous: Chapter 6</a> // Next: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/11/chapter-8-final-aurevoir.html">Chapter 8 (Final)</a><br />
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Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-12071206025272782272012-09-20T08:43:00.000-07:002012-11-30T02:49:51.561-08:00Chapter 6: Dreading much.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Final year of elementary school.<br />
It's time to enter junior high.<br />
<br />
Before that, let's get to know this <span style="color: blue;">boy </span>a litttttttle more.<br />
He has this problem.<br />
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Some might see it as a big deal, some might think it is part of growing up.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">TO LET GO. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; text-align: right;">AND TO FORGET.</span><br />
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Not in a bad way like anger management, but more of a....sentimental side?<br />
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Continuing..<br />
<span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span>
<span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span>
<span style="text-align: center;">The time has </span><b style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">come</span></b><span style="text-align: center;">.</span><br />
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<b style="text-align: right;">To move on.</b><br />
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He<span style="font-size: large;"> had to</span> let go.<br />
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He sees her for the last time.<br />
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Her sisters.<br />
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He stood and look as she goes into the <span style="color: #274e13;">dark green</span> coloured car and drives away.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">"Good . . bye."</span><br />
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Will <span style="color: blue;">he </span>ever get to see <span style="color: magenta;">her </span>again?<br />
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Read: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-5-nervous-much.html" target="_blank">Previous: Chapter 5</a> /// <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/11/chapter-7-row-row-row-your-boat.html" target="_blank">Next: Chapter 7</a>Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-62939779225291807532012-08-17T03:12:00.000-07:002012-11-30T02:49:30.044-08:00Chapter 5: Nervous much?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was the month of <span style="color: #274e13;">fasting</span>.<br />
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<i>Teacher: All Muslim students are required to gather at the big hall at 11 o'clock. No excuses.</i><br />
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*R i ~ i n g<br />
Rang the <span style="color: #bf9000;">school bell</span>.<br />
The clock strikes eleven.<br />
Muslim students proceeded to the big hall.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">.....what about the non-Muslim students?</span><br />
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They were left unattended.<br />
They were restless.<br />
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Slowly a small group of them moved to the canteen.<br />
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To hang out with different classes of students.<br />
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..........<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">He </span>was bored in his class.<br />
<span style="color: blue;">He </span>then proceeded to the canteen with his <span style="color: #660000;">gang</span>.<br />
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There <span style="color: magenta;">she </span>stood.<br />
With her friends.<br />
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His friends wasted no time in joining them.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">He </span>followed behind.<br />
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And there they were, playing <i><b>batu seremban</b></i> (also known as five-stone game).<br />
<span style="color: magenta;">She </span>asked him to play along.<br />
<span style="color: blue;">He </span>nodded.<br />
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-Play play play-<br />
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It was <span style="color: blue;">his</span> turn.<br />
<span style="color: blue;">He </span>grabbed the stones.<br />
About to move <span style="color: blue;">his </span>hand.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">She rested her hands on his.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">He </span>looked at <span style="color: magenta;">her</span>.<br />
<span style="color: magenta;">She </span>looked at <span style="color: blue;">him</span>.<br />
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She pulled back her hand.<br />
She thought it was her move.<br />
She<span style="color: magenta;"> </span><span style="color: #e06666;">blushed</span>.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">He </span><b>smiled</b>.<br />
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Read: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-4-as-long-as-it-takes.html" target="_blank">Previous: Chapter 4</a> / / / <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/09/chapter-6-dreading-much.html" target="_blank">Next: Chapter 6</a>Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-55609303085372211592012-08-12T20:13:00.001-07:002012-11-12T21:10:28.652-08:00Chapter 4: As long as it takes.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<b><span style="font-size: large;">True Sight. By - Austin Lynn </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">*Credits to the owner of the picture. I do not own the picture*</span></b></div>
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<span style="border-spacing: 0px;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">As I lay down to sleep,</span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: blue;"> I</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">
remember the picture of </span><span style="font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: magenta;">your </span>beautiful face</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">.</span></span></span><span style="color: #6e6e6e; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="border-spacing: 0px;"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">The first time I saw </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: magenta;">you</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">, the last time </span><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">we</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">met.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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think of </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: magenta;">you</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="border-spacing: 0px;"><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>I only know that If I was at your side, the
thoughts would turn into reality,<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="border-spacing: 0px;"><span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>and staring into your amazing eyes, I would
have...<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>True Sight(: </i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">Every moment goes by at the longest pace,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I feel as though your only a minute away <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">But as the hours pass and the Time runs through
the day,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #38761d;">We're</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"> still <i>so far</i> apart.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I sigh and close my eyes, I stop and think of
you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">The chills I get when you held my hand, Your
soft, beautiful </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">smile</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>I only know that if I was at your side, the
thoughts would turn into reality,<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>and staring into your amazing eyes, I would
have...<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>True Sight(:</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I look out my window and into the </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">sky</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">, The
stars shine with such awe.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">Thinking of </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: magenta;">you</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">, they move with my Imagination,
forming into a </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: red;">heart</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">then shoot off into the distance and I walk
towards my door.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I run downstairs and go outside only to find a
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I walk into the house with my head hung low,
and Sigh.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I sit and look up at the ceiling, I stop and
think of you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">The </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">warm laugh</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"> that would bring light to my
eyes,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">and at every moment hoping you think of me as I
do you,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>I only know if I was at your side, The
thoughts would turn into reality.<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">and staring into your amazing eyes, </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">I</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">would
have...<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="background: white; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><i>True Sight.(:<o:p></o:p></i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">Then </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: blue;">I</span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"> go back to my room and lay back on my
bed, Close </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="color: blue;">my </span></span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt; line-height: 150%;">and think some more. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 150%;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"</span><span style="font-size: 8.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;">How long more should I wait?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">And <span style="color: blue;">he </span>shall wait..<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Garamond, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">As long as it takes.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Read: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-3-spit-it-out.html" target="_blank">Previous: Chapter 3</a> // <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-5-nervous-much.html" target="_blank">Next: Chapter 5</a></div>
Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2647487206712720867.post-3650919402471989732012-08-12T03:20:00.000-07:002012-11-30T02:49:07.464-08:00Chapter 3: Spit it out!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Not long after the letter disappeared,<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">She </span>appeared.</div>
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And approached <span style="color: #783f04;">him</span>.</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Why?</span></div>
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Because written in the note was:</div>
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"Once completed, pass it to <span style="color: #783f04;">him.</span>"</div>
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<span style="color: magenta;">Girl</span>: <i>Who wrote this?</i><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Boy</span><i>: Huh? What's that? Where did you find it?</i><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Girl</span><i>: It was under my table, addressed to me. I didn't know what to do, so I took it home. </i><br />
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<i><span style="color: #783f04;">Boy</span>: Oh, that's weird. I don't know. Why?</i><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Girl</span><i>: How could you not know?</i><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Boy</span><i>: How would I know?</i><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Girl</span><i>: Well the note says to pass it to you once it is completed.</i><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">Boy</span><i>: Erm... Well have you completed it?</i><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Girl</span><i>: I will not unless you tell me who wrote this note.</i><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">He </span>smiled to himself.<br />
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This <span style="color: blue;">boy</span>, had a very close and good <span style="color: #783f04;">friend</span>.<br />
It was not a hero-sidekick type of friendship,<br />
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..<span style="color: #783f04;">He </span>was the one who suggested to put the note under the table.<br />
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The next day, the <span style="color: blue;">boy </span>went and did a follow up.<br />
To see if she has replied.<br />
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But it's <span style="font-size: large;">gone</span>.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">He </span>panicked.<br />
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Some <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><b>teacher </b></span>found it and took it away?<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">She </span>threw it in the <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>rubbish bin</b></span>?<br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Her </span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">friend </span>took it?<br />
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As the days went by, <span style="color: blue;">he </span>paid more and more attention to <span style="color: magenta;">her</span>.</div>
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Every now and then <span style="color: blue;">he </span>walks pass <span style="color: magenta;">her </span>class just to catch a glimpse of <span style="color: magenta;">her</span>.</div>
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<span style="color: magenta;">Her </span>hair is neatly tied as a <span style="color: #783f04;">pony tail</span>.</div>
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And <span style="color: magenta;">she </span>sits at the inner table, second row after the teacher's table.</div>
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<i>'<span style="color: blue;">I</span> must find some way to contact <span style="color: magenta;">her</span>'.</i><br />
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<i>...'Hey, why not leave a note under <span style="color: magenta;">her </span>table? She <span style="color: magenta;">might </span>notice it.'</i><br />
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And so <span style="color: blue;">he </span>began writing.<br />
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Read: <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-1-i-see-you.html" target="_blank">Previous: Chapter 1</a> // <a href="http://of-me-myself-and-i.blogspot.com/2012/08/chapter-2-2-appreciation-whats-next.html" target="_blank">Next: Chapter 2.2</a>Ee Kennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02332160720691453420noreply@blogger.com0