Saturday
Hot hot hot... You know what is it?
I wanna blow now!!!
You ask me to go to church, just to fill up a survey form?
Moreover fill it one more time?
Now you do not accept it and ask me to fill it one more time again?
I really don't know what do you want from me...
Oh, another you also, who do you think you are?
You did not ask properly, you were ordering me!
Hello, I have been this church longer than you...
Can't you talk to me with polite words?
No? Oh... I wanna tell you something... BITCH!!!
I'm tired of your sickening manner...
Diagnostic Test is over now...
We went to play football in the Indoor Football Center after school. Oh man... it was 90 bucks for 2 hours.
So funny, the receptionist was a blonde... original white people... a female blonde...
Neither all of them wanted to ask her about the booking... They chose me... Damn you all...
Most of us can't play football... we just played...
The result was we got more injuries than goals...
Cramping, bleeding, paining... tiring...
After we finished our torments, I planned to walk back; they all went to the way we came from...
Oh God, are you playing me...
Rain poured out... on my way to home...
It was far beyond my expectation...
I thought I can reach home easily...
2 miles road with chilly rain...
I could see hell...
I was not in a good mood... but I was forced to act that I'm not...
Yep, Pasarakyat sales again...
Everything seems different with my mom's existence...
Sucks is the only word to describe the circumstance...
I'll not go to that place AGAIN as long as my mom is going...
Damn it damn it Damn it
I only have few bucks in my wallet...
Forgot to reload extra money...
Damn it damn it Damn it
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....Shutttt...up!!! I'm about to break!!!
I'll paint it on the walls
Cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends
Some time ago, we were young and wild and free
We talked, we played, we laughed... together...
Some time later, I changed, you changed... everything changed
Don't know why... embitterment in my heart...to hear that from you...
Thank you for... the two years three years friendship...
Thank you for... giving me some hope... and trust...
Thank you for... letting me pray for you...
I'll remember it... farewell, my dear special friend.
Youth was doing something great today; we went to Pasarakyat and sell cheese tarts, popcorn, soya bean... First time to the Pasarakyat, it looks weird, some more "weirder" with the smoking Malay manager loitering around the place. He's shitty, I can tell you... he loves to mind your business, then he scolds you, then he treats you makan... Ah, forget bout him... Pasarakyat is big, but do not have any air conditional system, only water cooling fans.
Anyway, our sales were around RM500... quite pleasing result. Everyone did a good job... especially those who acted like an orphan, people pity them then buy stuffs from them, "I buy for you, faster go home ah!" But I think I can't do it with my spiky hair, no one will believe in me. Some people are very good to you, they asked a lot of questions when you do this charity sale... Ah... I hate to speak... Some people don't even bother you; keep their eyes on the front... Hey dude, there is a piece of shit on the ground...
In conclusion, it was a good day... very nice though I'm a bit bored... but I think it's worth it... I will try harder... to archive everything that I want... I will...
Wednesday
I attended Uncle Alan’s father’s funeral… This is my first time to attend funeral service… Like a wild elephant enters the city. Sooria was talking about what to do with her funeral… not funny also… but irritating… Well, it is hard… to overcome the loss of your lover… I can feel it…
Death had covered the path of mortal,
Life had just lightened the path of eternity.
My condolences, Uncle Alan…
Fear was conquering my dream this morning… I woke up at 8.30am… Lack of confidence to pass the driving exam… Lack of courage to face any changes in the driving test… but everything was gone when I started to overcome my fear… and told myself that I need to pass… I can’t fail…
And I did it… I was so excited… Thanks to my Dad, Uncle Mike, and prayers from Pastor and of coz, the His Grace.
Yang failed the test… It was so unfair to him… he should have passed… I feel so sorry to him… I think the small mistake made by him should be given one more chance…
They don't always happen when you ask
And it's easy to give in to your fear
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see your way clear through the rain
A small but still resilient voice
Says love is very near
I’m out of my mind, I’m speechless, I’m stuck, I’m nervous, I’m a bit excited… I need your supportive words!
Tomorrow is the driving test… I hope I could pass it…
Saturday
It is youth meeting… A bit different this time… The Youth Church has to change. They gave me a couple of questions; I didn’t answer them seriously…
Of cause, I will never let the Youth Church be closed. Never! Our YC is lack of members, so what? Like my friend, Chris said “My church is about 2000 members, hundreds of youth, but we do not have close relationship.” I can see everyone in the church know each other very well, except for few people. What can I do for the youth church? I really do not know… and I wish to have someone tell me too…
It’s Monday! It’s holiday! It’s a damn boring day…
Sunday was good, everything was still the same… except for the presence of church members. You weren’t there… hope ya enjoy your trip!
Well, Judson is going to Perth this Thursday. For one month… Wow…I also wanna go!
Mom and Auntie Cecilia were doing the charity thing the whole weekend. They were hoping more people to help to raise the fund of new church building. I wish I could help too…
*Current song* I’ve Been Waiting for You by Guys Next Door
Life… Who knows about it? Ah…it’s been a while I stopped blogging. Life is so busy now. Class website, driving lessons… conquered most of my time. Life is wonderful? Nah… what about I give you my finger, you spell me w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l?
Since the new neighbor moved in, many things happened in my house area. Everyone was complaining of losing their belongings. Ah… she is a thief…though she is a cripple. Her voice is like the howl of coyote… loud and clear…better than TIME net. Shouting at her son… Everyone dislikes her… for she was trying to take advantage from other people. Although how bad she is, I think it was not all her fault. Her husband, useless fucking old butt, beat her everyday. She begged for mercy…but fucking old butt was merciless… continue beating his taken out “rib”…
Why would a man beat a woman? He is bullying the weak… and yet, that’s his wife. Fucking old butt, if you’re someone I know, I’ll let you taste what is pain and sorrow. Stop it, bastard! God created woman for you to love, of coz, not for you as a punching bag. Maybe this is the fact, only the strong will survive in this world…the weak shall perish. The world is lack of love…
Welcome to the World,
where money and authority rule.
Welcome to the Reality,
where dreams and illusions dispelled.
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