dee holidays

its has been four crazy weeks full of “peaceless” nights..in the sense that i dream every single time i fall asleep(no matter when or where)

yes.it showed how hardworking my brain was.striving every second to accomplish whatsoever that has to be done.or rather it was like the concept of inertia.once it moves,it will keep going if there is a sudden stop.

i don’t mind dreaming,but it just gives me the psycho effect of not resting well.

anyway.been through a lot of mental stress.deadlines.deadlines.deadlines.(i thought i was a stress-free kind of person but i was wrong)

literature is never easy.ideas flowing yet speechless.incompetence in language haunts me every time i lift up my pen.ouch.

i really don’t like the idea of depending on my lecturer to interpret my thoughts but sadly,circumstances forced me to succumb.

felt happy that it ended.my exploitation a.k.a explorative essay(2000 words) and creative piece

fate oh fate oh fate was my topic for explo..ha,now whenever i hear this word.i would have lots to say.

screwed Malaysian Studies.did not feel that bad.i knew that its impossible to do well for that oh my gosh what the heck paper.if its God will,then i shall retake

what i should focus now is my holidays.

1 month+

then the first actual edexel a levels exam

so my perfect holiday plan:

1.study…duh(i still bear the hope of AAB)

2.workout(been in bad shape since i went to NS…need to retain my original look)

3.boosting my englelisshy(will try my best)

4.open my eyes to see the world(i am ignorant to this world wey)

5.read(i seriously need to read…and desperate to read!!!!i wana be a bookaholic again)

6.hangout with my girls(distance will never separate hearts)

7.rest(who doesn’t need rest?i am deprived from it since…who knows when)

8.prepare for christmas(its present time..due to financial difficulties..shall stick to the traditional yet sincere way of sharing the spirit of christmas..thus.need time for it)

9.watch movies(haha, this is one thing i never lack..still..there are some pretty cool movies in dec…)

10.stay cool(praise God for sustaining me all this while…:) trust that He will continue to be by my side during my study as priority holiday)

 

a picture of me during halloween.dressed up like a witch.bought a witch hat just for it..its a cute one but its cheap quality resulted in it being torn

moore powder purlease

clicking does miracles.you stumble upon all sorts of blogs and sometimes you come across one or two that bring sparkles to your eyes.

and then it hurts.

why?

simple,crude reality says:

hey missie,your fabulaso englelisshy is so not fabulaso

 

OUCH!!!!

i know i know i know.it has been a pain for centuries kay?

what to do…you don’t breathe englelisshy for the past  17 years of your life…what do you expect?

yeah.and you would think its all because you stop reading due to pathetic excuses such as circumstances in life forbids you so

argh!!!!woman.you know you have a crisis here so please do SOMETHING about it.

and you know what…

 

*blink blink*the sweet little voice speaks to you…

don’t worry honey,you know you can…you aren’t dumb…

 

“sigh”

mr.CHEFfield…(fran’s sexy voice)

doo add zum moore powder to your englelisshy purlease?

going nuts

well,i do find it kind of dumb to succumb to being weak.but sometimes your body just tell you the opposite.

what to do?

this month has been foreseen to be a maddening month.

deadlines…sleep…book…computer…night…headaches…

at least no tears involved.(i am WILLING to go through all this)

just another week.time flies.a blink would take away darkness.hallelujah!!!

hohoho…but mr.health might be taking a holiday…he better don’t.this is the peak season for our business…

its time to make a decision tree(business studies topic,if you are confused)

crap,after finish editing only i realised i can’t insert words…what the microsoft??so i wrote most suglyly(mr.a said fugly is a bad word,thou shalt not use foul language thereby i created my own sugly a.k.a seriously ugly)

anyway,shall explain manually.

the square is your first decision—1

you have two options-a/b

b=to stay back and the outcome would be profit maximisation and the conclusion is achieve company mission

a leads to another decision which is 2,and under 2 there are a1/a2 which are probabilities for the result of 2 to happen

a1=80%=suffer loss

a2=20%=poor sales

and conclusion for 2 is that we will have poor performance

obviously, i would choose option b,which is to ask mr.health to stay back.

i know it is confusing.good if you understand.that means you have a business brain(all “jargons” above are business terms)

in a pistachio nutshell,you can see how severe my current state is.

mr.health must stay or not there goes the last stand.

she dreams

yes…the sweet melancholic melody of the classical violin or the stunning passionate charm of the electric violin forever thrills and touches the heart of music-lovers…

the secret of the violin lies in its sentiments

i never remember the true reason why i decided to pick up this extraordinary instrument.(in my memory i can’t recall any violin pieces which leads me to the decision)all i knew was that i thought of it as a beautifully structured instrument…the movement of the bow fascinated me…

of course,these reasons weren’t strong enough to kindle that fire within me.yeah.everyone who knows me would know that my relationship with the violin has always been a LDR(long distance relationship)

yea,i wasn’t much of a violinist.still,she amazes me again and again.

the violin is a she because she looks elegant and her ability to convey emotions is simply feminine…(sorry guys:D)

anyway.

i personally adore sentimental violin pieces.so far,i can’t think of a contemporary piece but for the classics,i would say that “meditation” from thais explains it all.

i think that it is the perfect song to show the skill of the violinist.(for experts its not that tough,but as what i say whether the violinist is able to portray the emotions of the music is the essential key)

as for contemporary violin pieces.so far i think vanessa mae is doing great.

 

classical gas would be one perfect depiction of the evolution of dee violin(its all about speed and the running of the fingers)

for me.i never do well in slow songs(yet).well,i have a certain standard for sentimental songs(for they have the power to move mountains)thus,i tend to feel so agitated with my own music.

as for songs with a faster pace.i have the time of my life.yup.it makes me feel good.its like your fingers and bow going wild.:)seriously,you need to experience it for yourself to understand the sheer pleasure of it.

the violin is a sophisticated creature.it feeds on the “soul”.love grows between you and it the day you realised you have found love in it.

do wait.one day you shall see the difference.this time.i ll be the violinrina…

 

to my beloved sistaz

sometimes words express our deepest thoughts…

 

i don’t have sisters but i have you guys…though we no longer stick together twentyfourseven, though we don’t even see each other often.still i love you guys!!!!so so much.and i thank God for girls like you…:D

 

sandra bernadette

the forever royal craziness

she would do anything for you because she loves you

elynn foo

always so noisy yet adorable

she is the most caring friend ever and she brightens up our days

 

not to forget miss melissa

the one of her kind look older than her age babe

my first little sister ever

 

felt that i can’t be with you guys so often now,hope that this would brighten up your day…:)

lady heguri…aftermath

i feel you…

ive wandered far…and i was mistaken.the ache didn’t melt…it is hard to bear……

a thousand years…maybe not,perhaps its just for a lifetime.

and you didn’t say it,i did.

 

 

Amen.

from lady heguri

“a thousand years you said as our hearts melted. i look at the hand you held and the ache is hard to bear.”

well,its nothing.just some random procrastination…yet,it hurts you know,i mean the poem.(sometime you need to feel words)

i wish i could just melt despite the aircond in the room.

and i realised.i don’t need to bear the pain.because this time,the ache melted too…

speechless

nowdays…feel like its so hard to have a conversation.

why am i not an introvert?

monday blues

oh why blue is the colour of a troubled lad with a frowned forehead?because for me it is the colour of the clear blue sky.

i don’t mind being blue because baby blue is sweet and pleasant.and ocean blue reveals the secrets of the sea.

sometimes life is a riddle which makes you so surprised.that you thought you lost your way in his labyrinth.

thank Him i have my light shinning from afar off.even though right here everything is in shades of greyish blue.

i think blue is also colour for a weirdo like me.yes,there are times i have to agree.

so i am having my monday blues.it comes and goes and comes and goes.

why?

is the question today.