Confession of A Broken Heart

It's a belated responce, as always, it's not Lindsay Lohan and it's not about me (hell no).

Quite recently I've read an old post of my fren from her blog. It is a rather annoying post that articulated her aversion towards her mom, in so naming it 'To Not Meet You Again For The Next Life'.

It was pain staking to see a healthy individual to react so aggrasively against a person so close to her. Glancing through the passages I could feel the agony, wrath sipping throughout her writing, in such intensity that it engulfed and eradicated her rationality. She expressed her aggravated emotion, showing us examples after examples on how her mom disdained and contemned her to a worthless base. A sad story.

It thus raises our attention, regarding the factual accuracy and moral stand. But for me, it never was one's fault to command this upheaval. The girl was void of love, but empty or enclosed? Did the mom merely pouring an enclosed tank with love or did she endeavours in unlocking it? Who's the one to break the barrier, to melt the ice and put this misunderstanding to a halt? I just hope that her mom can read what she've writen and do her best to resolve the issue.

Us who gossiped and us who watched should be grateful that this don't happen to us and start embracing our relationship. Stop complaining over stupid and microscopic discontentment in our lives but focus more on the big picture (getting philosophic lol). And to borrow a quote from Elizabeth Gilbert, "there's a crack in everything; that's how the light gets in."

Nontheless, a song dedicated to our family.

Ode to My Family, by The Cranberries

New York

I think she is much under-rated, but this is a really nice song i heard from V Plug.

Perhaps

Perhaps this will be the last, the last time we took up the calculator and tabulate to decimal margin, the last time we ever dress up so tediously (except for the LaLas), the last time we will ever meet again, that is, perhaps.

In years from now, we will be going places. To else where the world we've never explored, befriends with stranger we couldn't have imagine off. It's like when we got into the secondary school, but in broader magnitude, wider horizone.

But I believe I'll still cherish friendship we formed, the bonding magnified by tumbles and rumbles, strenghten by agony and deception (juz kiddin'). Perhaps in later years, I will still be pondering the story we shared, the tale we've crafted or perhaps not at all.

Frankly, I really wish to spend time with my friends and family in the post-SPM holiday. But perhaps to go away is to keep in.

Dear friends, thank you for your tolerance and support. I wish you a really really bright tomorrow.

Dear families, thank you very much too, haha. And please go to Angkor Wat next year!!!

Failed!

I broke myself a record, for making the worst play in add math yet.... I am so angry wif myself!!!! It's the, i would say, redeeming subject for me retrospecting the others..... But i've fail.... Myself and everything.......

A steep plunge of marks is dictated, but for what the gradient? I will not, dare not to further ponder the eradicating truth. For now I'll sleep, and perhaps read, with a sigh of grieve......

Thesis on Segregation : Attention Craver

Very often will men break themselves from reality, playing the internal part of their own to counter act what is happening outside, their external part actually. Plenty of reasons would be included for being the culprit of this mental ailment, one that stirs the manace is attention craving.

A humanoid is not living on a basis of single soul and body alone but differenciate themselves another illustrated self. Being both the illustrater of true and imaginary self, one hold the strength to defy anything one dispise and erase mistaken. For instance, if your true self commit anything out of favor, there's the power to reprimand yourselves by your other identity. In the end, compiling the two parts you played, although you as the one should be admonished, become the one who admonishes. In short, it is knowned as escapism.

Drawing to this particular portion that we are talking of, it is the tale of an attention craver who tend to create certain agenda and draw populous to themselves. Again, in the proses of doing so, they've lost the ability to dileaniates who is the attractor and who is the attracted. To further clarify, this is a never less than classic example: So knowned as the Mouth-Slitted Girl, or one of the devotees of group 'Three Little Piglets', the very owner of 'vampire-4-you' blog was ascertain to converge public attention by posting large amount of subversive or else 'out-of-the-norm' content on her blog. And where others started to make comments (cynical) on the deeds so, she surprises everyone by bombard a message similar of ' What could I have done to suffer from these, it's true that i like XXX but what's wrong with that?'

Coherent with the poetic endeavor by author of TooObscene blog, if you are not ready for all of these, then why write it on your blog with almost every post and a need to highlight and bolden the eerie terms used. If this is not an act of an attention craver, that what could it be? But, the author of Vampire blog consistent stressed in adament that, all but she wanted is peace, of course with delicate additives of the vulgar f-word and on and on and on. How ironic, by doing so, again she creates a commotion which pretty much demands attention again!

Frankly, a scene of such wasn't stranger to me, not anymore. I, too have a friend with suffer from this ailment and being remedized were timely indefinate. This person portrays a very confounding stand in dealing with matters of love and romance. To that draw rumours and gossip, he/she would clarity him/herself adversing these particular person that seems to be a status elevating tool. However, the ramification, degratory. I wouldn't further elucidate as it would hurt the one whom is a friend of mine but pray that one day he/she would have the courage to get out and face it.

Beautifully Imperfect

Some of you might have seen this advertisment but I would really wanna share with those who havent. It tears me. By Yasmin Ahmad, I present beautifully imperfect. Imperfection that perfect perfection.



Enjoy!!(Need tissue?)

Mask Ur Mouth, Not The Truth

It has been quite a while since my last post, courtesy of hectic school life and aching examination around the corner. However, is it books and examination what school is all about? I am utterly dissapointed by the modus operandi the school authority had taken to deal with this H1NI problem. In translation, if curbing the menace was futile, at least alleviate. Unfortunately, they who graced a title of educator, failed, substanstially.

To propagate and advocate students to combat this issue should be the niche of the school for this instance. Not only must a speech on public health need to be held but also with drastic measures on improving hygienic level of school's premise. For example, diluted alcohol and proper cleaning agent should be offered to every students, not for those in chronic condition. Moreover, the use of maskes. Although a modicum of students has been enforcing the trend, large majority were still left out. It's true for those bear high risks of spreading the virus should be wearing maskes, but how about us? WEAR MASKES, COMMUNITY, IT SHOULD BE UBIQUITOUS! And the propagation has to be kick start in the school.

2 unconfirmed cases have emerged in my school, the true figure is yet knowned. This is actually a very annoying fact. As far as we know of virus, it doesn't spread by direct contact but far more dangerous than that. Virus permeates in air and is contagious to anyone around the area. For us who are fortuitious enough to evade this pandemic, congratz! But, for how long? Plus, the enigma of H1N1 is far from knowned.

Every home engulfing inferno ignites from a dim spark, even the fall of fiscal behemoth initiates from a petty fault. For the pandemic will continue to multiplies and eradicates, we are responsible to our own welfare as much as our loves one. Call me gullible for those who remain their incredulity. But if there is one thing history had told me, virus don't shun off. For the ignorance, pride and selfishness of human race had dawned the infamous black plague, SARS and many more, do be aggravated by these attitude and halt them.

P/S: Students, do read beside caring for your own health. Both of them are after all your pivotal.

Another reference that echoed the gruesome fact, http://autumn-ashes-falling.blogspot.com/2009/08/mask-urself-not-truth.html