Tuesday, 25 November 2008

It's Raining Again

"You're a very proud person."

I had a heart-to-heart talk today.

I told her the story of my life in the college and she listened obediently, no doubt trying her best not to yawn. I took her silence for interest and by the end of an hour or so, I finished a brief summary of my life. Incredible.

Her reply was expected, "That was long. So, what you're trying to tell me is that you've messed up your life so far, am I wrong? That's good. At least you've realized your mistake and you're trying to fix it. That's really good. So, what're you going to do now?"

"Not sure, how about you? What's your story?"

"Promise not to tell?"

"Sure, I'll just post it up in my blog."

"You'll never survive through the night."

"That dark? Alright then, as long as you keep mine."

She couldn't finish her story right away though, so we continued online. I can't tell say what she told me but it was a sad one.

Anyway, she ended up giving me this bunch of advices which I've already came up with ;) and I offered her mine. I'm not sure if our advices are worth anything but the talk helped me a lot. I just hope she feels the same way. Thanks for the talk, seriously.

The first paragraph in this post? Her one word definition of me, "proud". I'm not sure why that doesn't offend me, maybe it's because I know it's true. I am proud. Very, very extremely proud. I wish I wasn't.

According to her, I'm also "self-conscious" and "manja". Translate the second one yourself. I agree to the first. I'm not sure about the latter.

I can't remember what else she said, so yeah. ;) Oh, and I gave her this tiny speech.

"You are an intelligent girl. You see those gifted students over there? And do you see those over there? Ask a gifted student a question and he'll answer it right. Ask one of them a question, they'll throw the question back at you through a series of mumbled, childish explanations. Tell me, which do you think you are and which do you want to be?"

"Do you know why they are so different? Why they're gifted? Is it because that they're born geniuses? Maybe but ask anyone of them how they got here. They'll tell you that it's because they worked hard. No genius is a genius without determination and effort. Aren't you jealous? They will surely live a great, fulfilling life just because they worked hard for a few years. While they on the other hand will struggle through life due to their few years of blunder. Be determine. Give an effort. Succeed. You were a genius, so how come I'm talking in past tense?"

"A lifetime is a very long, long time, do you really want to regret that long? Wake up, it's time to change. You've made a mistake, everyone makes them now and again but don't make a habit out of it. You'll have a lifetime to regret it later. If you can make mistakes, why can't you make amends for it, eh genius? Let your achievements be the mouth of the people, not your failures."


"So, you should start studying and preparing for your future. Have fun and have it moderately. Balance yourself."

I'm a hypocrite, so sue me. That speech may as well be meant for me.

No one can change you, only you can change yourself. This post may sound corny but I am corny ;) so deal with it.

Monday, 24 November 2008

New Blog!

I created a new complete-waste-of-my-time blog. :D

I decided that I needed a change a few while ago and I made a sudden drastic one. I made a new email, a new facebook, a new nickname and obviously, a new blog!

I don't know where I should advertise this new blog so I'll just leave it as it is for the moment. I do hope people will eventually find out about this blog. It wouldn't be any fun writing **** in here without people reading it, don't you agree? I do.

So here goes.

24th of November 2008.

I played for the first time in the Z. I. Cup and I failed miserably. I should've done better. I disappointed my captain as well as myself. I will train myself harder from now on.

Goodbye "Best Keeper" Award. We'll see each other again next year.

My classmates invited me to see this movie, Madagascar 2, but I didn't come since I've already seen the movie.. and something else.

I wanted to organize a bowling game
tonight with the guys but I couldn't reach anyone. People just don't answer their phones anymore. Even Halim didn't pick up his when I called him to say I wasn't coming to the movies with them, tsk tsk.

What's the use of having a handphone if people won't call or text you. My only use for it nowadays is just for.. for nothing. It has no use to me anymore. I hate you, phone. You're useless. Even your songs are starting to annoy me.

I will be leaving Brunei Darussalam in a few more days and I can't wait. Just kidding, I can wait all I have to. I still have a lot of things to do so I'll make a list.

Things to do before I disappear:

1. Buy toiletaries. (done, I don't even know why I wrote that down)
2. Pack my clothes. (duh)
3. Play bowling with the guys.
4. Go swimming with the guys.
5. Talk to someone.
6. Basketball - Shoot 200 hops (and get at least 25% in).
7. Futsal - Save 4/5 shots out of 100 attempts.
8. Persuade elders to let me bring the new camera with me.
9. Make sure the BASE event goes smoothly.
10. Talk with Fadz to change my duty with Hazirah as a facilitator (Zirah dislikes children). ;)
11. Confess to the OGDC people that I can't come for the Cube Competition. They'll be so broken.
12. Find a purpose in life. ;D

Maybe I should save the remainder of my money for the trip, eh? 29 days is a long time.

But then again, that's a lot of things to do in 3 days.

By the way, I'm sorry to Farina, Hazimah and Ummiyah because I couldn't make it to your party since I.. couldn't. I would've loved to eat your food. And maybe socialize a bit. ;p

Oh, today's the 24th. A month left before I'm officially 16. I can't believe I'm actually 15. To think that I spent the whole year saying that my age is 14. Everyone just loves lying about their age.

Another thing, I still can't come up with a way to blog while I'm there. Except maybe when I go to Singapore but in Malacca, I just hope there'll be a cyber cafe nearby.

Why do I even bother? Because I'd just love to show off my time there to you lifeless people. I can't wait to meet my cousins there. I would also get to ride on a motorbike. Since my cousin already has his licence to ride it, ;) Apparently 16 is the legal age for motorbikes. Hopefully, he'll teach me how to ride it, too.

Happy would be anniversary. ;)