Gosh. The holidays are over already!! Time for school and this blog has been deserted. =.= Just because I was waiting for Apple to write something. But she's too obsessed with something else to actually blog.
Okay.. What happened in school again? Oh yea...
NOOOOOO!!! I BECAMEA CLASS MONITOR!!!!!! T^T
Why me teacher? *sobs* Oh well. It's time to face the truth. I'm going to be a class monitor for the whole year!!!!
NOOOOOOO!!!
Hopefully I won't be next year. NO. I WILL OBJECT IF I AM AGAIN!!
I have realized I have a minor problem. Well, maybe it isn't a problem.
Guess what? I realize I can't talk before I think. Yeah.. Some people think that is good because it is like 'Think twice beforeyou speak' saying thing. But to me, it's quite a big problem. Heh, you might not get the point so I'll try to illustrate.
For example, when I want to ask someone for something, I have to think of the whole sentence in my head. Like, I would think in my head, 'Hey, going to school tomorrow? It's the last day of school this year,' I can't just say it naturally. I have to repeat the sentences in my head to make sure.
But at least, fortunately, sometimes I can speak 'freely' without over-thinking. Haha.. Now you know. Care tohelp me change?;P
If you could choose between rain and sunshine, what would you choose? Most people would prefer sunshine, because it's a happy-like weather. Or perhaps, choose a cloudy weather, not too sunny, but not raining. Only a minuscule sum would choose rain. One of them is me.
Rain.
Most people would define it as a gloomy and moody weather. People don't like it when it rains, because they have to rush in their laundry, a day at the beach spoilt, and getting wet! Such an unpleasant experience for most. But to me, rain defines a whole different meaning.
Rain is beautiful to me. When it rains, what I always wanted to do is just standing out in the rain. You may think its silly, but not to me. Getting drenched by the rain is a comfort to me.
Drenching makes my pain go away. When I feel my life is hopeless, when I see rain I'm happy again. The rain makes me feel understood, because I feel it understands my feelings.
When its sunny, people can go for a day at the beach, picnics, outdoor games, jungle trekking and oh so much more. When it rains people complain. If the rain had feelings, it will feel so sad. Raining was its job, and people don't understand. What if it really didn't want to live like that, you'll never know now won't you?
If you do think rain is gloomy, let me give you something to think about. How can something so gloomy can help make a beautiful rainbow? Without rain, do you think you exist? You would not have water to drink, bath and so more.
Rain.Something I have come to know and always loved.
I've been thinking for awhile.In fact, quite a long time ago. I had an idea for a story, an original story. But I feel its going to besoppyand dramatic. Lol. How weird would that be.
I realized I don't actually continue stories that are written on paper. With pen, pencil or whatever. I realized that I continue stories that are type written. Lol. Maybe because not so tiring.
Whatever. You know what? I don't care whether people will read it or not, but I'm going to do it anyway. I'll do it, in a BLOG.
I'll probably make a blog for it. Where words expressand come alive. No matter how weird or gramatically wrong it becomes, I'll still go for it. Heh. You can see it if you want, when I make that BLOG. It's a little complicated, the storyline.
All of us have pets don't we? One or two right? Well, most of us do. Pets give us joy and happiness. Giving us the completion by being our companion. Giving us the sense of responsibility. Well. That's what I used to feel.
I had two rabbits, named Pirate and Yogurt. Piratehad a black ring around its eye with black ears, while Yogurt was as white as yogurt with pink little ears. They were brothers. I played with them, fed them, tickle them. I did a lot with them.
Then it happened. Piratedied. Thanks to some alley cat. He died in such a pityful way. His tail got pulled out. Oh such a sight now wasn't it.
Yogurt was lonely. Then we got four other rabbits. Cinnamon, a hare-like rabbit whom wasPirate's andYogurt's uncle. Oreo, a black holland rabbit whom was Pirate's andYogurt's father. Cornetto, a rabbit with such soft fur, whom was Pirate's andYogurt's mother. Last but not least,Tiramisu, a pretty rabbit whom was Pirate's andYogurt's sister.
It was so happy and all. But after the trip to Penang last year, something happened. Oreohad an infection. Oh gosh not again. =\
Oreo died at midnight. Another pityful sight. I cried so hard, for he died right in front of my eyes. We had to bury him. And my chinese maid was so happy. I hate her.
Then after an incident, Cinnamon died. All because of a mistake too great to hide. The mistake claimed a life. No, make that two. Yogurt died after being cursed by the chinese maid.
Left with Cornetto and Tiramisu, I can't help remembering the deceased ones. Then it happened again. This time Cornetto died. But probably the least sad one. She was old and all.. Maybe she died of old age..
Then Tiramisu died. All of them died in the end. She just died yesterday. Before I went to school, she was alive. After school, oh goody. Dead.
All of them left, one by one. Once here, now gone. They all fade away in the end.
~*.:: After the painandstruggles,I onlycamein timeonly to seeyou fade away ::.*~
When pets die you'll cry hard. Real hard. I know how it feels. I don't want to feel the pain of loss anymore. I'm never getting a pet ever again.
Hi....we are sharing the same blog and we are young..lolz XP one who is a happy-go-lucky person, sometimes hyper and the other is sometimes emo and thinks alot.
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