Back to blogging?

Hey there!

Blogging from the middle of the ocean haha.

I finally have decided that I could probably go back to

blogging and constantly updating my blog.

The reason I am feeling lazy to update is cause I

have been procrastinating and accumulating all

my back dated (travel related especially) posts.

My Melbourne and Japan posts are too lengthy

for my hectic schedule right now.

Probably if I put my heart (and efforts) into it,

they would one day appear Lol.

So back to some updates on what I had been up to these recent months!

I had been attending weddings after weddings~

Well, it is the age to be married eh, late 20's.

Chinese wedding, Indian wedding, Malay wedding...

All of those, superb experience having multi racial friends <3

 

It is approaching the end of the year!

Time flies~ so not in chronological order, here are some updates!





Attended my first fashion show organized by Fashionvalet



Bachelorette trip in Penang!










Attended Punjabi wedding and wore saree for the 2nd time!
First time was also for my other Punjabi friend's wedding last year

 





 So I have been into fitness.

I had been trying different ways.

Back around April-May 2015 I was doing a lot of cardio

because I was at my fattest, weakest & heaviest.

Realizing I had always been skinny fat, but that time

I was gaining lots of unhealthy fats.

I puked during hiking, I felt so tired walking short journeys.

For the first time my thighs were rubbing against each other and I had rashes.

 

So my mission at that time was to lost those unhealthy fats,

with no intention to loose weight as I was already at the borderline.

But there is no such thing as targeted fats lost.

I did cardio anyways, everyday running from 3-5km.

I finally did it!

After that my target was to gain strength, so I did body weight exercises, BBG mostly.

You can Google that, or I'll write on fitness in another post ^^

 

I got a lot more fitter, got my abs!

I can finally say that yes, I had packs on my tummy!

Then I wanted to gain muscles elsewhere (glutes and back)

so I moved on to weights around August this year.

Abs when I did lots of body weight abs exercises. All you need is to eat clean, a mat and 30mins.
Will write a separate post on this easy abs routine with my diet.
Abs are less prominent now that I am bulking

 





So because I want to gain muscles, and I am underweight
My target is to eat enough calories or more than what I need if I workout hard
Seeing some glutes, arms and back gains ^^





Then another bachelorette to Jogja, this time visited Merapi and Pantai Timang!

And October was my birthday month! Blessed~~

 

 

I guess I will be back with more updates after this

Life would get more hectic but that's what keep us going

When life gives you lemon, you make lemonade!

Signing off with a seductive selfie from offshore!

Yes, I am one of those girls who gets to work offshore and
I appreciate this valuable experience much!

Probably a fitness post and one on offshore life soon? ^^

"Don’t date a girl who travels"

I found this article being shared by a friend who travels a lot and we even miss backpacking. Can you believe it, rather than hotel and tour we really really miss backpacking. The article is so relate-able! Not entirely but there is a reason why I much prefer the single life right now. The only guy who I would date is probably someone who can carry a backpack, sleep in a dorm, bath in a shared toilet and walk for more than 12 hours a day. Trust me, I asked many and not many like such lifestyle. Those who are rich wanted at least a 3 stars hotel, those who are lazy much preferred tour guides...but we somehow, at times, enjoy being lost?

She’s the one with the messy unkempt hair colored by the sun. Her skin is now far from fair like it once was. Not even sun kissed. It’s burnt with multiple tan lines, wounds and bites here and there. But for every flaw on her skin, she has an interesting story to tell.

Don’t date a girl who travels. She is hard to please. The usual dinner-movie date at the mall will suck the life out of her. Her soul craves for new experiences and adventures. She will be unimpressed with your new car and your expensive watch. She would rather climb a rock or jump out of an airplane than hear you brag about it.

Don’t date a girl who travels because she will bug you to book a flight every time there’s an airline seat sale. She wont party at Republiq. And she will never pay over $100 for Avicii because she knows that one weekend of clubbing is equivalent to one week somewhere far more exciting.

Chances are, she can’t hold a steady job. Or she’s probably daydreaming about quitting. She doesn’t want to keep working her ass off for someone else’s dream. She has her own and is working towards it. She is a freelancer. She makes money from designing, writing, photography or something that requires creativity and imagination. Don’t waste her time complaining about your boring job.

Don’t date a girl who travels. She might have wasted her college degree and switched careers entirely. She is now a dive instructor or a yoga teacher. She’s not sure when the next paycheck is coming. But she doesn’t work like a robot all day, she goes out and takes what life has to offer and challenges you to do the same.

Don’t date a girl who travels for she has chosen a life of uncertainty. She doesn’t have a plan or a permanent address. She goes with the flow and follows her heart. She dances to the beat of her own drum. She doesn’t wear a watch. Her days are ruled by the sun and the moon. When the waves are calling, life stops and she will be oblivious to everything else for a moment. But she has learned that the most important thing in life isn’t surfing.

Don’t date a girl who travels as she tends to speak her mind. She will never try to impress your parents or friends. She knows respect, but isn’t afraid to hold a debate about global issues or social responsibility.

She will never need you. She knows how to pitch a tent and screw her own fins without your help. She cooks well and doesn’t need you to pay for her meals. She is too independent and wont care whether you travel with her or not. She will forget to check in with you when she arrives at her destination. She’s busy living in the present. She talks to strangers. She will meet many interesting, like-minded people from around the world who share her passion and dreams. She will be bored with you.

So never date a girl who travels unless you can keep up with her. And if you unintentionally fall in love with one, don’t you dare keep her. Let her go.

article from: https://medium.com/better-humans/802c49b9141c, 

source: http://www.lovethesearch.com/

content is copyright of the origianl owner 

 

Just yesterday I was telling my brother that after 3 years I will take a year off from work, and he said that is impossible, how can I take long leave right when I just started? Like I will still be a newbie then. Like mentioned in the article, I might just turn out doing something out of the blue. I don't feel like settling down just for one thing. But it is the future and nobody know's what the future holds. And, somehow men tried to impress me on where they have traveled to (after knowing my joy for traveling), instead of telling me about their job or family background! Which is why guys who backpacks, definitely not luggage dragger, always impress me! But if you dress in Tom Ford suits that might impress too! ;D

Passport tragedy

"7 days in the Philippines" was my most recent trip before I got busy with my final year studies. Will blog about it in another post because what happened before the trip will take a post itself. Long story. Actually forgotten about the travel dates, I had to check my passport wtf. And this has to be the most random and absurd trip I or we had ever made, if not for Cambodia (and if being kicked by an elephant was not crazy enough wtf)

Even at the beginning it was tragic, and this is to be a lesson learnt to me and to everyone reading this post, however I do trust that you are not as blur and (almost) as brainless as I am fml. So we all know that passport has to be "at least 6 months before the date of any journey abroad" as stated on the last page of the passport itself, in bold! 

I knew it all along but I guess I was being ignorant. Because my Thailand trip was less than a month before Philippines trip. Passport was valid for Thailand so I thought it would be valid for Philippines. And I did counted the months, but maybe my maths is too poor I did not include January itself fml.

And I only found out my passport was invalid at the check-in counter. Tell me who at the age of 20's would be so dumb, this is like an old woman mistake, cannot see the dates clearly, forgotten to renew or cannot count fml. Worst come to worst, my luggage was already checked in, under my friend. =.= As my other 3 friends board the flight and dragged my luggage along with them, I stayed alone at the airport. Initially wanted to just buy a flight back home but how could I let my friends bring along my 15kg luggage with them for a week ftl.

The flight to Philippines was the earliest flight around 6.30am. After I was left alone, I went to AirAsia counter to tell them I could not board the flight so I inquired about the next flight. There were only 2 flights per day and the next one at night was super expensive, so I had to take the next day flight at the same time. 

I also checked other airlines but they cost more and some involved transfer in Singapore so I guess that will be more time and energy consuming. Approximately 7am, I took a taxi to Putrajaya to get my passport done. Went early to avoid traffic jams. 

Upon arrival at Putrajaya, we (me and the taxi driver) both didn't know where exactly is the Immigration office wtf. I just followed the signboard and told him to stop next to a building with a BIG immigration office signboard. It was still dark and there were so many foreigners waiting. The quite was so long. It was my first time there and I was alone so I really did not know where to go. I felt that it was weird with all the foreigners and no sign of any Malaysian. So when the office opened at 8am, I went straight to the counter to ask where I can renew my passport. 

The officer saw that I am a Malaysian and she said I was at the wrong place fml. I was supposed to go to block X (couldn't remember exactly but it was somewhere far). I asked her whether it was walking distance and she said no....it will take me a day to reach if I walk wtf.

So again I took a taxi. Almost cried because I was frustrated and lost. Took taxi to the correct place, which was really kinda far, and was told that I need passport size photos. Of course! So there I was looking haggard and took the ugliest passport photo ever. I was expecting to rest in the plane and arrive Philippines soon at that hour fml.

After I took the photos and went to the office, I was given a number. The number must be my life saver, which I will explain later. Because I went to the wrong office earlier on, I was behind few other people. Only half an hour after office hour started, they announced "system down" wtf. So we all waited for 2 hours, or maybe more. After all the waiting, we were told to go to another building because the system there was working. And what pissed me off was, it was the building I went at first, the building which they said was the wrong place. So again I took taxi back to the place I first arrived fml. 

Now thank God again for I managed to get the number earlier on. They said they will only process passports for those who already took the number, meaning those without number will need to come on other days. I cannot bear another day! All my friends are already waiting for me in the Philippines, they even got a hotel near the airport because of me. It was Friday, so it took longer time due to Friday prayers. Everyone left for prayers and lunch so the office was empty, I was there alone waiting and falling asleep fml.

After waiting for 3 hours, I got my passport done and had to eat snacks from a 1Malaysia mini mart for lunch. Went back to the airport, bought my flight tickets to the Philippines, and started waiting. I slept anywhere on the chairs, on the floor, on the rails fml. It was like a torture. But LCCT has always been like that. You see backpackers all around you. They sleep anywhere while waiting for their flights. Because it was so uncomfortable sleeping, I bought a novel which helped past time much faster. 

24 hours since I was devastated by the invalidity of my passport, looking sick and totally worn off, barely slept and my eyebags were hanging off me...I finally board my flight to the Philippines, with only a backpack, an finally a valid passport. Thankful for all the taxi drivers, took 4 taxis on that day fml, they were all very helpful. And I am thankful for such experience, hopefully once in a lifetime, which brought me valuable lesson: check your passport before getting your flight ticket. If expired, renew asap!

July

Finally, it is July! 

Decided to write a short post for July because it has been 

almost 5 years since I entered University!

Cannot remember the exact data but my batch is known as the July 2008 intake.

For now there is no longer July intake since the trimester system commenced.

Final year should be a very busy year right?

But I am overly excited for graduation and trips!

I am supposed to have so many works to do but I am procrastinating~

Thus I have all the time to blog but I don't have the pictures.

Wild adventures we had at Banding, lifetime memories.

Will blog about it once I get hold of the photos.

My only motivation now, is to work towards graduation.

Yours truly,

With Love,

Mei Lin

Short one

Just a short update before I go missing again for the whole weekend. Tomorrow is the beginning of my mid semester break! 4 days break including Saturday and Sunday. Actually doesn't make much difference because I usually have 3 days break since I am free on Friday. Parents and brother on the way to KL now and I will be meeting up with them in KL tomorrow morning. Brother flying off to India on Friday night. Will be busy all 4 days because I will be bringing parents around Ipoh on Saturday and Sunday. And next week I will be having presentation, test and due date for lab report. This, is not an ordinary break. How am I supposed to cope? Hmmmm. And anyone who knows which oil & gas companies offering internship position please let me know. No placement yet T__T

Exactly....okay I am off nerding on some Matlab stuffs. Programming is fun. Don't know why I am starting to regret this whole Geoscience thing. Because I can't get a job?? Or because I am starting to loose interest? Hmmmm... Please..please...please just let me get a freaking internship.

Fail blogger

I am writing this post in a rush because Daddy is asking me to go to bed naooo, as in NOW! at freaking 8.45PM as I am typing this. Yes in fact I am already sleepy and since I started working I had been sleeping before 9AM.

I will talk about my job some other time, or maybe by that time I had stopped working and so, I will have more time to blog wtf #failblogger. Anyways just express that it actually creeps me out that my emails became so formal and my documents got organized, I used highlighter for my flight itineraries and hotel bookings wtf. I was always that traveller who never bothered printing out anything except that compulsory boarding pass. What have this Admin job turned me into??

Moving on...I saw many bloggers having their own header. XiaXue and Chuckei recently just changed their header and XiaXue's header damn cio okayyy Holland bunny damnnn cute. But then again, I got no time. Everyday come back around 6PM already half dead, next day need to wake up 7AM T___T Working life is no fun (except (f)punny colleagues), I still prefer studying. At least you got min. 1 week break (though incomparable with my now-4-months-break), when you start working and you ask for 1 week break, you will got blablablablabla by the boss before he/she approves, or maybe got rejected right away.

Let me know what you want me to blog about cause this #failblogger......erm.....is failing wtf

Anyways, so long and goodnight.

Wait, supper first, I am hungrehhh. 

Ok bai :)

That's not me

You see how amazing is Photoshop?

Well I only did some blur, diffuse and colour changes.

Okayyy maybe add on the eyelashes and contact lenses.

But hey, do you feel tricked by pretty profile pictures already?

Damn this week so busy.

But all I can think of is The Sims Social,

I think many are crazy bout this in Facebook now,

and whatever designing work.

Sometimes just thought I am truly at the wrong side of the world.

Okay back to my essay writings.

If today is my last day

People had been talking about the end of the world, some said that it will be this year *gasp* but I guess majority would think that it will be next year, especially after the movie 2012 was premiered. When mentioning that next year will be the end of the world, what do you have in mind? Fear? Regrets? Confusion? Angry? Irritated? Joy wtf? As for me I do feel a lil bit of confusion. Confused whether to believe that it is true or not. If you Google up the proofs that 2012 is going to happen, you will know why. There had been a lot of discussions and arguments on this topic so it is really confusing. What if I believe? What can I do? And if I don't believe, will I regret that I didn't believe? wtf

But if today is my last day, I will probably have no regrets. It is true that there are so many things on my wishlist, so many things that I still want to do. There are so many things that I want to do for my loved ones. But I have always believe that God has plans for each and everyone of us. That if I die today, He had it planned and I will not go against His will. Being loved and loving others is perhaps what I am proud to achieved and make me living without regrets if the world ends tomorrow. If you think you have yet to find love, then seek for it before it is too late. It's all around you, you just need to explore.

I have neutral thoughts about the end of the world. I do wake up and thank God that I am still alive. But I never put my hopes too high. I had been living this life with the thoughts and worries that I may not wake up alive the next day. And the bf said that I am being silly and is worrying my ass off wtf. He said I am too stressed out about this whole thing. Well, because I am well prepared to accept death doesn't mean I am over stressed. This may sound freaky but I had been living prepared to accept any bad news about me or my loved ones.

I usually have these aims and I am satisfied as long as I work hard for it even if I don't achieve it. I complain but I will soon accept fate. As for someone studying Geology, indeed the continents may crash one day getting back as one before the current arrangement, but that will take another millions or billions of year. And if Earth is a star that will fade one day, it will also take billions of years.

Towards the myth or fact that the world is going to end, some people are freaking out. Wanting to die beside the loved ones, wanting to know when is the actual day, wanting to do everything before dying, want to die painless and peacefully and etcetera. But I just have this thought in mind, if it's going to end, it's going to end. No matter where you are and with whom so please don't put your aim so high, else you won't die peacefully wtf. My Mum always had the same thoughts too, that if God planned for your death, you just go anywhere, anytime. And Daddy finds it freaky. We don't take death for granted, but what else can we do? Or perhaps you can stop death?

My past life

So I read a friend's blog about this and here is mine:

Your past life diagnosis:

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I don't know how you feel about it, but you were female in your last earthly incarnation.You were born somewhere in the territory of modern USA South-Center around the year 650. Your profession was that of a warrior, hunter, fisherman or executor of sacrifices.

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Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
You always liked to travel and to investigate. You could have been a detective or a spy.

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The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
You should develop self-love and ability to implant hope into hearts of people. Ambition is not everything. True wealth is buried in your soul.

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Do you remember now?

What are my thoughts after reading it:

Perhaps I was a woman, ok. But I was a warrior?? Hunter?? What fisherman?? Is that why I hate fish so much in my present life? Cause honestly I don't eat fish much, maybe that's why I am dumb2 *not enough Omega wtf*.

I would still like being a spy. Can I still be a spy? Like Angelina Jolie? lol. Okay. self-love....self-love... But sorry I don't remember anything wtf. That was 2011-650=1361 years ago wtf.

You should try too, maybe you could remember yours. lmao. Click (here)

Branded vs Unbranded

This is our topic today.

Branded & casual VS Unbranded & fashionable

The one and only and only one reason I chose this topic is because I can't stop shopping. yeah so I have this "disease" that most girls have, I am not saying all. And I must had inherited it from my Mum. The boyfriend would agree much. ehehehhee *evil smile* I remember my Dad sent me an email when I was in Uni asking me to reduce online shopping. Because when I was at home my parcels came almost everyday, sometimes twice a day. In Uni, the postman recognizes me and each time would jokingly ask what I bought this time. Or "Kenapa kali ini kecil saja?" or "Nak buka saloon?" when I said it's a hair product. They even memorized my name and hostel so everytime I go to collect my parcel I don't need to present my ID and tell them my hostel already wtf.

If you know me well you must had known that I am a fan of SHINee, a kpop boyband. A member Key, born 1991, yeap 1 year younger than myself, is a fashionista who is comparable with G-Dragon of Big Bang, SS501 Kim Hyun Jong and TVXQ JaeJoong. Check here at allkpop. Key once mentioned that even if a girl is not good looking, her sense of fashion is important. It is will be the way for her to stand out. And that even a girl is pretty, it will not work out if she doesn't know how to dress up.


So I was browsing through the net, not particularly to shop but I always end up at some kinda blogshop wtf. I found out that Asian clothes, especially from Japan, Korean, Taiwan or China are very fashionably type. They can mash up any colour in the world, any material types, and come out with odd looking but amazing fashion.

Or Japanese street fashion. You get what I mean, just check out those Harajuku styles. Like you just pop out from a manga or anime wtf.

These are the styles which go against the rules (as mentioned by SHINee) but is considered normal there. And these clothes can be purchased at some night market or bazaar at reasonable price. Whereas for Western styles, are most simple. For example in Malaysia, Zara, Topshop, Pull & Bear, Somerset Bay, GAP etc..

These fashion and styles are most simple and plain looking. They have those matte colours, which is suitable for all ages (mind you those striking colour are worn by aunties and grandmas as well in Japan)

Colours are added bit by bit but not striking overall. I am not saying everyone in that particular part of the world is wearing the similar type of outfits. This is just a generalization. Considering majority teenagers and young adults.

Fashionable clothes, I mean really fashionable, are commonly used only a few times (because fashionista don't reuse clothes wtf). They are used only a few times for mix and match then either thrown, given away or let to pile up in the cupboard. These clothes are usually not so expensive, materials are not of the best quality. And you purchase it based on quantity. More means u got more sets of clothes to mix and match la. However for the simpler clothes, the first thing to check s the quality. If the quality is good then the price doesn't matter. And usually you use the clothes until it rots wtf, or if your body size changes.

I can type this because I go for both. When I go out I want something attractive looking so I go for striking colours. And branded ones usually don't come so striking so I picked mine up from any boutiques selling Korean, Japanese or Taiwan imported clothes. For formal stuffs and for attending .Another great thing about buying at boutiques is that they only order 1 or 2 at most. So you don't end up wearing the same clothes with an aunty on the streets. Unlike the branded ones, usually sold in bulk at the stores.

I am not sure which am I now. My Uni is kinda dull type, no one really dress up because we stay in the middle of no where, specifically in the jungle with monkeys, lizards and wild boars so no one actually bothered. We dress up once in a while for dinner or outings and that's all...boringggg. That is why I have both options in my wardrobe. I can be fashionista if I want to but another thing, Malaysia is so hot. Can die of those mix and match and all the layerings. I will make sure I dress up all fashionista when I am in Japan or Korea. *I don't Care*

So which are you? The fashionista or the casual?


*images from google images

UTP May 2011 intake status

For those applied for UTP May 2011 intake.

You can now check your status here....

http://www.utp.edu.my/admission-may2011/

If you are being offered Petroleum Geoscience, you can email me for any inquiries.

About the cafe food, hostel, internet, sports complex, library etc also can wtf.

Those who got in, Congratulations!

Ipoh Star Walk 2011

Date: 19 Jun 2011

Time: 7am

Venue: Stadium Indera Mulia, Ipoh

Distance: 7km (non-competitive) and 10km (competitive)

Registration Fees: RM10 and RM15

Contact: 05-2530402

Closing date: 20 May 2011

Details here

Online registration here

Or print this registration form:

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Offline registration ends 9 May 2011

I'm going, are you? :)

Cut your hair

Never ending about my hair.. I know this is crazy.

Just like some people who are fair but wanna get fairer wtf.

Or fair people wanna get tan, then they think

it's too tan so wanna get fair again wtf

Crap, wtf am I crapping.

Well back to main topic.

But before the main topic let's see what my hair had been though:

http://maylin1710.blogspot.com/2008/05/journey-walked-by-my-hair.html

after that it continued to this

http://maylin1710.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-transformation.html

and finally:

p/s: prepare for eye hurting photos

My hair when through lots of ups and downs wtf

So now what should I do with it?

Redye? What colour?

Recurl? Rebond?

Extensions?

Should I get back to basic and get patient with curling thongs?

Like long straight pure black hair I had for 2 years.

Currently in love with f(x)'s Victoria's hair.

My long hair T___T

My hair right now was some sort like hers

but hers was of course temporary for photoshoot.

Envy cause she still damn pretty with messy hair >.<

My hair grow kinda fast but to prevent heart attack

I don't cut it super short like guys wtf

I get bored very fast.

Sometimes impatient as well.

Any suggestions??

Help....

p/s: at last got eye soothing photos right...

post title by: Pavement 1994

Manicure & pedicure

My own manicure & pedicure..

Apology for the bad photo quality..

Taken using camera phone 2MP only..

Hehehe..

That was like 2 weeks ago..

The paint chipping off already..

Saw the hot pink and green nails?

I did it during Christmas but didn't realize until my friend pointed it out yesterday.

I did the colour out of random. lol

Gonna try the marble nail art next..

Stunning right?

Looks easy to do on the tutorial.. we'll see..

Kpop love

Merry Christmas with SHINee

I think my sickness for SHINee is getting worst during this holidays.

I got nothing else to do but to get myself updated by Kpop.

My blog is gonna be filled up with SHINee and it's gonna be so boring.

Those who don't like Kpop, can go click the "x" button on top right corner now.

Those who enjoy Kpop,

don't forget to vote here: http://www.allkpop.com/2010awards/ !

Support SHINee :P

Sort of feelings

Has anyone of you been in an almost-relationship?

Well explained and as weird as the name itself,

it creates awkward situation.

I have been in one,

and phew how glad I am that it is the one and only.

This was a few years ago before I was in a stable relationship.

I was single and I did not mind hanging out with guys,

like seriously guys only.

So here was how terrible is an almost-relationship,

which I warn you not to try if you lack trust and confidence.

There was this guy who I chat with quite frequently,

and one day he asked me out fml.

Being adventurous as I am always,

I agreed without second thought.

We had casual walks, casual talks but not at casual time.

Usually we go for walks after 12am, in the dark cold nights.

You get what I mean wtf.

So one there, climax, he said he sort of like me.

wtf sort of??

okay fine so I was also sort of into him,

or maybe a little more than he was into me fml.

When two people like each other, love blossoms right?

Right??

But it did not happen, cause we only sort of like each other.

We lost contact after the confession,

none of us want to be in an actual relationship.

Until we both found ourselves in stable relationship afterwards.

Now it gets super awkward when we meet, when we talk.

No proper hello, no proper goodbye.

It just started in a snap and ended in a blink.

That sort of feelings, where did it go?

The Orphans-dream

It was not so clear but the men, who came a while ago asking permission to go to the other side of the town, came running saying, “they were there”. That was when I knew it was something I was looking forward to. They demanded us to follow them uphill. They said the children; the orphans are trapped in the house.

………….

Long time ago I have heard them calling for help but only to see no one around. I ran back asking for help but no one believed me. The house, the orphanage was abundant years ago. After I told my story, I was never allowed to play outside the gates. Dad left us soon before, no doubt Mum was strict on us. Until today a few men dressed in black coats came to us, the house at the edge of the village to ask about the orphanage. Mum kept us away but I heard her yelling, “stop disturbing our lives. Go find out yourself. We had enough these years”. Indeed, this was not the first time they came, perhaps when I was away for school.

………….

They came back with their face all pale and panting, as if they have seen ghost. Their shoes covered with dirt, like they ran miles. They said they need our help. I was already a teenage boy, keeping the darkest to myself. I followed. It was pass midnight; the moon is brightly shining above our heads when we climbed uphill. When I first place my sight on the orphanage after seven years, the lightning strikes and the wolves howled. The four of us looked at each other. I knew it was too ironic, it only happens in movies, I thought. We reached the house and the door was wide open, as if welcoming us. Looking at my furious face, Sir John explained that they had broken in earlier. I was in fact more than relief to hear that.

…………..

We decided to split up. It was the dumbest idea but I was naïve. This thing had been haunting me and all I want now is to get it out of my head. I never forget the boy who was standing beside the window, with the wood fire behind him, as if they were so near. That night I heard a howl, he was gone and I ran back crying. I had fever the whole week. Too afraid to let anyone know what happened, I sulked for a few months until the day my Dad passed. I told Mum what happened but she thought I was so depressed after Dad’s death that I start imagining stuffs.

…………….

I took out my candle and lighted it. Swayed it around but saw nothing. I walked further up to the kitchen, nothing. Then I saw this door below the stairs. Under the stairs, there is a small garden. I make my way nearer, I saw something sparkling. I came near to a pair of deep blue eyes. She quickly turned away when she saw my candle. I was stoned, wanting to scream but nothing came out. I feet were so heavy. I was there to witness her every movement. She called a few other girls who were sleeping beside her, she lead them into the room next to where they were sleeping and the door closed right after them.

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I felt a gush of wind and my candle when out. I was in total darkness but suddenly I heard noises from the room. Children’s laughter and voices. Curious of what was happening, I entered the room, not lighting my candle afraid I will scare another child, or should I say, ghost? The door knob was easier to turn than I expected. I looked into darkness, but hear voices. Without taking more steps and feeling sure nobody or nothing is beside me, I lighted up my candle again. Twice, I wondered where the wind came from a confined room. Only the third, I managed to light it up. The room was filled with children. The older reading to the younger and some younger ones chasing after one another around the huge room. With one running pass me. That was when I spotted the boy, sitting alone in front of the wood fire. Still look the same; he hasn’t grown much I thought, only to remember that I was not in my world.

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I made my way to him, until a girl stopped me. I guess she is the eldest sister there. She placed her finger over her lips, demanding me to keep quiet. Then I followed her to a table full of bread and wine. I heard my name being called, once, twice. Should I run? Or should I stay to listen to her story? Will I ever get out of this room? Why does it felt so peaceful but still something amiss?

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Bel knocked on the door and came in with some Indian food. That was when my dream ended. I did not manage to find out what happened to the orphans. I did escape back to live, but feeling dizzy after the dream. I wanted to save the children, free their souls. But there is no way to get back to that dream. Whoever stayed in the dream, help them. Maybe it is true, maybe it is not, but dream makes reality. And dream, is, a game of mind.


Pardon my poor English, I wrote this within half an hour after I finished my Indian food :)

no reason to live

This is what my brother posted up as his recent Facebook status:

"just can't find a reason to continue living."

And I had been figuring out the same thing since primary school,

that was 10 (ten wtf) years ago.

I finally found the reason why I am still living until today,

though there was once we quarreled and I told my parents that I would rather die.

The reason I survived until today is because I am still looking for the reason.

I figured that there must be a reason,

I grew to get closer to God and to find out the reason He placed me on Earth.

I told my brother that I still don't find the reason as well since 10 years ago,

and that's why I am still living to find it.

I know my brother is totally stressed up by this whole forced-to-take-medic drama,

life can't be much worst when I was forced to stop dancing,

and got slapped by my Mum.

Yea, I am born in a very strict family.

I have 2 other siblings.

We all excel in our studies though we are at most lazy,

but usually being forced to study.

Until I came to Uni then I realized I am doing it for myself,

so now I do everything without being forced by my parents.

Most of the time I get totally stressed out is because I force myself.

When you lose hope and figure there is no reason to live,

keep yourself alive cause you need to find that reason.

Mind stressing

Sorry I am too lazy to upload pictures.

Just that I was in Penang, and when I got back I was roaming Ipoh & Kampar.

It is mid semester break but none of the days I slept more than 6 hours.

Now, get back to my project.

Mind stressing.

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Oh ya, my brother got the exposure/practical for JPA overseas Medic.

But he said it is bullshit cause he is being force.

He said whatever, so whatever.

curse you!

my cursing skill just improved.

I woke up with "wth" and "wtf".

fml *shows middle finger*

buahahhahaha!

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sweet escape to Penang.

bye peps.

see you after 3 days.