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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Hey Grey Eyes~
2nd May 2009
She came to our house a few days ago. Aunt called and said she couldn’t walk due to the muscle pain. We were all wondering, it must have been the cancer cells that spread to her bones. And so, she came out to the city for some check-ups.
I woke up early that day, and accompanied her to the hospital. She could barely walk and can only be transported with a wheel chair. I pushed her to the check-ups, she’s so light. Her weight reminded me of how old she is. She’s not young anymore, her body is so small that I could even carry her by my own. The nurse first drained a little amount of her blood to run some tests. I told her not to look at the needle while the nurse was gently pushing it into her capillaries, so that she wouldn’t feel any pain. Indeed, she didn’t, but, I did. Looking at the needle being pushed into
her capillaries, there was a sudden rush of tears.
Coming up, the X-ray test. We waited for so long, and the air conditioner was rather chilly. Lucky I reminded her to bring her jacket, but I didn’t. I just wore a shirt with long sleeves, but it was not enough, I was nearly frozen. We awaited for hours, and finally, it’s our turn. The doctor got both the X-ray result and the blood tests result. According to the doctor, she’s just lacking of Potassium. None of her bones are broken, it’s all fine. There’s nothing to do with the cancer cells, for now. She was avoiding bananas which contain high level of Potassium due to the cough back then.
That explained her Potassium level in her blood. We were relieved while we heard that. She had to stay in the hospital for 2 more hours so that she could get herself some Potassium and to raise her Potassium level back to normal, hopefully.
I went to lunch with uncle and aunt. However, that was more than a lunch. I granted myself with a timeout after all the waiting and worrying. While we went back to the hospital for her, she looks fine. I saw the other patient (also an old lady), looks rather awful. Apparently, more awful than her. That old lady couldn’t speak well, couldn’t move well. I found that a dreadful moment looking at her. In the same time, I thank god that my old lady still looks fine. She looks energetic and could still talk, everything seemed well. After 20 minutes of waiting (again), the doctor finally came. She explained that her level of Potassium has been raised to normal. We were, once again, relieved. The doctor said that she could go home for now, and she require her to take pills of Potassium each day. And then we waited (again) at the pharmacy counter.
While waiting, I talked to her and explained briefly about what the doctor’s said. When I look into her grey eyes, I saw her pain. The pain is not only from her bone, but her life. She had worked too hard bring her children up. Her poor life had somehow, tortured her. I saw how hard her life has been. She gave her best to her children and nothing left for herself. She hasn’t seen the other parts of the world with her eyes, she hasn’t done a lot of things. Her grey eyes, were so unique that only she has them. I knew these eyes. They were once blue, while I was still little. Now they were grey.
I don’t really know if they were once blue, or has it always been grey. From her eyes, I saw her worries. She’s worried about what’s happening to her, and that she wouldn’t want to leave us. Again, there was a sudden rush of tears in my eyes. I felt so helpless to her and there seemed to be someone in my heart blaming me. I wished I could cry, but not in front of her of course. I must never be weak in front of her. She needs our support.
I thank god for giving me such a grandma. I thank her for being my grandma. And I’m glad to be her grandson. Grandma, you are a good person, I’ll pray for you and I love you. I’ll never forget your grey eyes. They are a gift I would keep in my heart. ~~~
She came to our house a few days ago. Aunt called and said she couldn’t walk due to the muscle pain. We were all wondering, it must have been the cancer cells that spread to her bones. And so, she came out to the city for some check-ups.
I woke up early that day, and accompanied her to the hospital. She could barely walk and can only be transported with a wheel chair. I pushed her to the check-ups, she’s so light. Her weight reminded me of how old she is. She’s not young anymore, her body is so small that I could even carry her by my own. The nurse first drained a little amount of her blood to run some tests. I told her not to look at the needle while the nurse was gently pushing it into her capillaries, so that she wouldn’t feel any pain. Indeed, she didn’t, but, I did. Looking at the needle being pushed into
her capillaries, there was a sudden rush of tears.
Coming up, the X-ray test. We waited for so long, and the air conditioner was rather chilly. Lucky I reminded her to bring her jacket, but I didn’t. I just wore a shirt with long sleeves, but it was not enough, I was nearly frozen. We awaited for hours, and finally, it’s our turn. The doctor got both the X-ray result and the blood tests result. According to the doctor, she’s just lacking of Potassium. None of her bones are broken, it’s all fine. There’s nothing to do with the cancer cells, for now. She was avoiding bananas which contain high level of Potassium due to the cough back then.
That explained her Potassium level in her blood. We were relieved while we heard that. She had to stay in the hospital for 2 more hours so that she could get herself some Potassium and to raise her Potassium level back to normal, hopefully.
I went to lunch with uncle and aunt. However, that was more than a lunch. I granted myself with a timeout after all the waiting and worrying. While we went back to the hospital for her, she looks fine. I saw the other patient (also an old lady), looks rather awful. Apparently, more awful than her. That old lady couldn’t speak well, couldn’t move well. I found that a dreadful moment looking at her. In the same time, I thank god that my old lady still looks fine. She looks energetic and could still talk, everything seemed well. After 20 minutes of waiting (again), the doctor finally came. She explained that her level of Potassium has been raised to normal. We were, once again, relieved. The doctor said that she could go home for now, and she require her to take pills of Potassium each day. And then we waited (again) at the pharmacy counter.
While waiting, I talked to her and explained briefly about what the doctor’s said. When I look into her grey eyes, I saw her pain. The pain is not only from her bone, but her life. She had worked too hard bring her children up. Her poor life had somehow, tortured her. I saw how hard her life has been. She gave her best to her children and nothing left for herself. She hasn’t seen the other parts of the world with her eyes, she hasn’t done a lot of things. Her grey eyes, were so unique that only she has them. I knew these eyes. They were once blue, while I was still little. Now they were grey.
I don’t really know if they were once blue, or has it always been grey. From her eyes, I saw her worries. She’s worried about what’s happening to her, and that she wouldn’t want to leave us. Again, there was a sudden rush of tears in my eyes. I felt so helpless to her and there seemed to be someone in my heart blaming me. I wished I could cry, but not in front of her of course. I must never be weak in front of her. She needs our support.
I thank god for giving me such a grandma. I thank her for being my grandma. And I’m glad to be her grandson. Grandma, you are a good person, I’ll pray for you and I love you. I’ll never forget your grey eyes. They are a gift I would keep in my heart. ~~~
My Footsteps...
This was my story during the departure from high school. It brings me a lot of memories while reading it again.
28th November 2008
This morning, I woke up a little earlier. Probably because of the habit of waking up early for school. I sat on my bed, and let my thoughts drift along. Why am I waking this early? This chilly morning, seems a little, different. No more, alarm clock, no more waiting for bus, no more uniforms, no more sunrise, no more assembly, no more home works, no more school bags, no more the faces I’d lived with, played with, shared with, and laughed with.
This seems to be a kind of freedom, but this freedom I have, happened to make today so silent. This quietness made me feel as though something were missing. This sudden change, seems so, uncomfortable. I sat by the window, refuse to be back into my dreams. I gazed at the sky, as the sun rises. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, time, is such a crafty and hasty creature. The pavements that I’ve wandered in, the little wooden chair where I used to sit, the broad white board that I’ve written on. These seem familiar, and yet, so far to reach. They were once seen very often, and wouldn’t cost this much of attention. But now, they were entangled in my mind, astounding with every pound of my heart. Things that were once so tiny, turned out massively.
As I walked out that school, I left my footsteps behind, my thoughts, my passion, and probably, some of my memory. How I wish that they will never fade in my heart. If I had a vault, there they will be. My heart struggles as I walk to and fro. It would be glad if I move on, I promised them to. But it’s hard for me to just leave them behind. My heart, struggling, and in the same time, telling me to keep moving forward. What am I suppose to do? Is this a phase?
Those faces that lies beneath my heart, how I wish that they will be seen again. Those faces that gave me warmth, and those faces that gave me courage. I would do anything to ever hug them, to talk to them, or even having the chance to see them. When freedom was brought along, separation and farewell followed. We were all happy, and in the same time, unhappy as well. But we promised each other not to cry, and to see each other again somewhere in the corner of the future. We move on, open up new doors, knowing new faces. But we never forget each other, nor will us be weak. But sometimes I do miss every little thing in that place. That placed called school, mystical, magical, and yet, malicious. It brought us all together, and it broke us up. I might be missing you a lot and my heart will be as though it was torn apart.
Things that happened in this place, will never be put out of my mind. It reminds me of who I am, and what I did. Every single moment, means a lot to me. It always make me laugh when I think of them. Those happy faces, are the faces that I will never ever forget. Perhaps this is life. This may be the price we pay to grow, and learn. But it’s sure expensive to me though. Those were my greatest treasure, and now they were just ashes of payment. I won’t forget what I’ve got, what I’ve seen, what I’ve learnt. This, is where we break up. Perhaps it’s not an ending point, but somehow, a starting point, for all of us. We all, are on our own way now, chasing our dreams, reaching our destiny. Perhaps there will be a corner in the future, where we would meet each other again. Till then, we will have to keep moving forward. We should all cherish what we have, till our lives incinerate into nothingness. It is not easy for people of right feeling to meet in such a big universe. But fate has done that. Don’t forget me, cause I’ll never forget you. When you’re down, think of me, think of my smile, and things we did. Life was never easy, but together, we
are one. I wish you luck for you will all go on your own path, but I’ll look back at the
days we’ve been through quite often, knowing that your smile will never fade off my heart.
You’ll be in my heart, and I’ll love you all forever and for always. Goodbye, my friends.
I’ll be waiting you all in the future. See you all in the future.
28th November 2008
This morning, I woke up a little earlier. Probably because of the habit of waking up early for school. I sat on my bed, and let my thoughts drift along. Why am I waking this early? This chilly morning, seems a little, different. No more, alarm clock, no more waiting for bus, no more uniforms, no more sunrise, no more assembly, no more home works, no more school bags, no more the faces I’d lived with, played with, shared with, and laughed with.
This seems to be a kind of freedom, but this freedom I have, happened to make today so silent. This quietness made me feel as though something were missing. This sudden change, seems so, uncomfortable. I sat by the window, refuse to be back into my dreams. I gazed at the sky, as the sun rises. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, time, is such a crafty and hasty creature. The pavements that I’ve wandered in, the little wooden chair where I used to sit, the broad white board that I’ve written on. These seem familiar, and yet, so far to reach. They were once seen very often, and wouldn’t cost this much of attention. But now, they were entangled in my mind, astounding with every pound of my heart. Things that were once so tiny, turned out massively.
As I walked out that school, I left my footsteps behind, my thoughts, my passion, and probably, some of my memory. How I wish that they will never fade in my heart. If I had a vault, there they will be. My heart struggles as I walk to and fro. It would be glad if I move on, I promised them to. But it’s hard for me to just leave them behind. My heart, struggling, and in the same time, telling me to keep moving forward. What am I suppose to do? Is this a phase?
Those faces that lies beneath my heart, how I wish that they will be seen again. Those faces that gave me warmth, and those faces that gave me courage. I would do anything to ever hug them, to talk to them, or even having the chance to see them. When freedom was brought along, separation and farewell followed. We were all happy, and in the same time, unhappy as well. But we promised each other not to cry, and to see each other again somewhere in the corner of the future. We move on, open up new doors, knowing new faces. But we never forget each other, nor will us be weak. But sometimes I do miss every little thing in that place. That placed called school, mystical, magical, and yet, malicious. It brought us all together, and it broke us up. I might be missing you a lot and my heart will be as though it was torn apart.
Things that happened in this place, will never be put out of my mind. It reminds me of who I am, and what I did. Every single moment, means a lot to me. It always make me laugh when I think of them. Those happy faces, are the faces that I will never ever forget. Perhaps this is life. This may be the price we pay to grow, and learn. But it’s sure expensive to me though. Those were my greatest treasure, and now they were just ashes of payment. I won’t forget what I’ve got, what I’ve seen, what I’ve learnt. This, is where we break up. Perhaps it’s not an ending point, but somehow, a starting point, for all of us. We all, are on our own way now, chasing our dreams, reaching our destiny. Perhaps there will be a corner in the future, where we would meet each other again. Till then, we will have to keep moving forward. We should all cherish what we have, till our lives incinerate into nothingness. It is not easy for people of right feeling to meet in such a big universe. But fate has done that. Don’t forget me, cause I’ll never forget you. When you’re down, think of me, think of my smile, and things we did. Life was never easy, but together, we
are one. I wish you luck for you will all go on your own path, but I’ll look back at the
days we’ve been through quite often, knowing that your smile will never fade off my heart.
You’ll be in my heart, and I’ll love you all forever and for always. Goodbye, my friends.
I’ll be waiting you all in the future. See you all in the future.
Stars*
1st February 2009
Today, I went back to hometown once again. Sitting in the car, I looked out on the side. Slowly, I slept. As I woke up, I arrived. Looking at the things I've grown up with. This, I'll be missing.
As the sky turned gloomy, we packed and head back to the city. I gazed up to the sky, and saw some stars, twinkling. Suddenly, a group of stars appeared from the dark, glowing. I've never seen
such many stars before.
Perhaps, the skies of cities are too bright for them. Being far far away from the city lights, I saw every sparkle, glimmering. Stars, they do not speak. And so, they decided to glow in the
dark, telling their loneliness.
Dreadfully, citizens living in the city lights never had a single opportunity to ever take a look at them. They just faded under the complicated lights of cities.
I saw them, glimmering. No matter how bright they are, or how dim they are, I saw them. And I'm sure I'm not hallucinating. They do not soar, nor do they tangle. They just ignite every chance they get. They tend to tell stories.
During daytime, the sun has snatched their spotlight. They could only illuminate during night. But have you seen them crying? Or have you heard their stories?
Today, I went back to hometown once again. Sitting in the car, I looked out on the side. Slowly, I slept. As I woke up, I arrived. Looking at the things I've grown up with. This, I'll be missing.
As the sky turned gloomy, we packed and head back to the city. I gazed up to the sky, and saw some stars, twinkling. Suddenly, a group of stars appeared from the dark, glowing. I've never seen
such many stars before.
Perhaps, the skies of cities are too bright for them. Being far far away from the city lights, I saw every sparkle, glimmering. Stars, they do not speak. And so, they decided to glow in the
dark, telling their loneliness.
Dreadfully, citizens living in the city lights never had a single opportunity to ever take a look at them. They just faded under the complicated lights of cities.
I saw them, glimmering. No matter how bright they are, or how dim they are, I saw them. And I'm sure I'm not hallucinating. They do not soar, nor do they tangle. They just ignite every chance they get. They tend to tell stories.
During daytime, the sun has snatched their spotlight. They could only illuminate during night. But have you seen them crying? Or have you heard their stories?
Sunday, July 19, 2009
New Chapter~
A peaceful Sunday afternoon~ : )
Now, let's unfold the day tomorrow, with a big wide smile~ As I flip through a new chapter of life~ Ready or not? Here I come! ^ ^
Taylor's College, where my dreams start to establish~ Who would I meet? What would I do? What lies ahead, definitely we can't control~ What we could, is our feelings to it~ : )
I hereby declare! That me! Myself! I! Would do my best! And will never ever ever give up on my dreams! Let's ride on my dream plane and soar above the clear blue sky~ ^ ^
Most important of all, I must remember myself for who I am, and keep on smiling and laughing my ass off~ ^ ^
Taylor! Here I COME!!!
Now, let's unfold the day tomorrow, with a big wide smile~ As I flip through a new chapter of life~ Ready or not? Here I come! ^ ^
Taylor's College, where my dreams start to establish~ Who would I meet? What would I do? What lies ahead, definitely we can't control~ What we could, is our feelings to it~ : )
I hereby declare! That me! Myself! I! Would do my best! And will never ever ever give up on my dreams! Let's ride on my dream plane and soar above the clear blue sky~ ^ ^
Most important of all, I must remember myself for who I am, and keep on smiling and laughing my ass off~ ^ ^
Taylor! Here I COME!!!
ordinary
After all that's been said and done... I'm feeling tired, again...
I've wandered around the city, going different places in one day. The shimmering city lights, passed by like millions of illuminating fishes. I could barely perceive the stars that night.
Spectated the performance by those kids. Thinking back how I used to perform, just to have fun, and to bring joy. As we grew, we tend to be more. More than just ordinary. We'd boost up our vocab; heighten our bombastic words; enrich ourselves by external fashion, just to look fascinating. But that kills lots of ATP energy. At least for me. Being tired... And also the fact that I must be balancing Chinese and English on a lever balance.
Flashbacks of childhood, came along with those good old melody. Remember how innocent and happy I was. But in this reality, people get more and more complicated as they grow. For instance, they don't necessary cry when they're sad, nor will they smile when they're happy. Feelings and expressions just became so indirect.
Attracting people by fascination, cost lots of ATP energy~ So tired man.... Just please be normal now, I want ordinary.... Gotta pick up the shattered feelings on the floor. What I need most, my perfect Sunday afternoon.... Sometimes life could really make you cry though... Yet, dreams still hide in every single corner of it... Whether or not it's a nice one, it's up to us and our intentions. Life don't treat you good, nor bad. In fact, they never did. It's us that's making the choice, but somehow humans just don't see that point... Life, what a life~
People are always trying to be unique, special, distinctive, and that particular one. But don't they know that being simple is what we need? Or did they forget about that beginning of theirs? Perhaps things have been running around in life like crazy nutz... But simplicity, just made the best ornament of life~ Simple and nice....
----Simplicity-----
I've wandered around the city, going different places in one day. The shimmering city lights, passed by like millions of illuminating fishes. I could barely perceive the stars that night.
Spectated the performance by those kids. Thinking back how I used to perform, just to have fun, and to bring joy. As we grew, we tend to be more. More than just ordinary. We'd boost up our vocab; heighten our bombastic words; enrich ourselves by external fashion, just to look fascinating. But that kills lots of ATP energy. At least for me. Being tired... And also the fact that I must be balancing Chinese and English on a lever balance.
Flashbacks of childhood, came along with those good old melody. Remember how innocent and happy I was. But in this reality, people get more and more complicated as they grow. For instance, they don't necessary cry when they're sad, nor will they smile when they're happy. Feelings and expressions just became so indirect.
Attracting people by fascination, cost lots of ATP energy~ So tired man.... Just please be normal now, I want ordinary.... Gotta pick up the shattered feelings on the floor. What I need most, my perfect Sunday afternoon.... Sometimes life could really make you cry though... Yet, dreams still hide in every single corner of it... Whether or not it's a nice one, it's up to us and our intentions. Life don't treat you good, nor bad. In fact, they never did. It's us that's making the choice, but somehow humans just don't see that point... Life, what a life~
People are always trying to be unique, special, distinctive, and that particular one. But don't they know that being simple is what we need? Or did they forget about that beginning of theirs? Perhaps things have been running around in life like crazy nutz... But simplicity, just made the best ornament of life~ Simple and nice....
----Simplicity-----
Sunday, June 28, 2009
-- Just a day --
Still staying up at this time, 3 a.m. As usual, sleeping late, had instant noodle after 11.30p.m. Seems like a habit, and doesn't sound like a pleasant one.
Well, today's 28 June. No more 27~
Birthday? Sounds like just an ordinary day to me. As usual, no celebration, no present, but there's still plain greetings. That's enough. Perhaps, more than enough for me. Woke up 10.30 yesterday, went out and get something. Slept again after getting home. Skipped lunch, woke up on 3.
Went out for dinner with mom a little earlier since there wasn't lunch. We passed by the shop, and she asked me if I want any cake. I said "no".
Wasn't feeling good for one that moment. Well, every year there hasn't been any celebration. It seems a little odd if there IS celebration. I think I'm used to being alone. Just wanted to be alone, and wanted nobody to be in the house. Just me~ Didn't purposely ask for friends to hang out. They're tired after the school activity, and I didn't mind it, at all. Not feeling anything.
Was feeling bland, as often and usual. Didn't even have an actual dinner with my family yesterday. Was rushing to a full dress rehearsal of the 7.11 performance. People greeted me when they know it's my birthday. Paid back with a smile from me. That's all. Seemed like there wasn't any reason to be cheerful, nor be sorrowful of course. Was just, normal, bland...
Got a present though, before going back to home. And, mom asked if I was happy getting a present. And I said "It's normal, not too happy, just normal..." Well, it's just a normal day after all~ Sat in front of the desktop.... tick... tock... It's after 12, no more 27 it is... Another day just gone by~ Or somehow drifted by~ Well, you see... Time flows, and the future, it'll crawl nearer... Listening to the country, and in the brain others' no entry~ Well~ watch as the day unfold~ It's another day~
Hhmmm... Turning 18? What's the difference? Doesn't feel any difference occurring... No unique feelings, no special thought, and when people ask what I wished for, since everyone wishes on their birthday. But, I didn't, couldn't even tell what's the wish on my mind. Just simply joke it over~ Well, all these years, I've learnt to be a crybaby a little more often, sometimes being cruel, not afraid of the dark anymore, sometimes even fiercer.... Used to being alone, but still afraid of coldness... However, those feelings are fading, those old and fancy ones. Not just into thin air, but into the dynamic cosmo.... Those special ones.... Well, 18, a new starting point, guess I'll have to grab myself a painter, and paint my feelings back again~ It's on my hand now....
Used to being alone, still. Sometimes alone doesn't really mean lonely. There isn't an equal sign to it. Maybe I'm thinking this way coz I'm used to it... Using an afternoon just to sit or lie on a bed or a sofa, hear no one's voice, sight no one's shadow, just me and myself and the little cozy noon~ The motivation wasn't there, not anymore.... Wasn't much feeling to hang out or whatever... Just wanna stay put thinking nothingness... And that little "Sunday afternoon" is still my favourite~ At the end, the day's just tied together with a smile : ] Not a wide one though, just an ordinary one~
Well, today's 28 June. No more 27~
Birthday? Sounds like just an ordinary day to me. As usual, no celebration, no present, but there's still plain greetings. That's enough. Perhaps, more than enough for me. Woke up 10.30 yesterday, went out and get something. Slept again after getting home. Skipped lunch, woke up on 3.
Went out for dinner with mom a little earlier since there wasn't lunch. We passed by the shop, and she asked me if I want any cake. I said "no".
Wasn't feeling good for one that moment. Well, every year there hasn't been any celebration. It seems a little odd if there IS celebration. I think I'm used to being alone. Just wanted to be alone, and wanted nobody to be in the house. Just me~ Didn't purposely ask for friends to hang out. They're tired after the school activity, and I didn't mind it, at all. Not feeling anything.
Was feeling bland, as often and usual. Didn't even have an actual dinner with my family yesterday. Was rushing to a full dress rehearsal of the 7.11 performance. People greeted me when they know it's my birthday. Paid back with a smile from me. That's all. Seemed like there wasn't any reason to be cheerful, nor be sorrowful of course. Was just, normal, bland...
Got a present though, before going back to home. And, mom asked if I was happy getting a present. And I said "It's normal, not too happy, just normal..." Well, it's just a normal day after all~ Sat in front of the desktop.... tick... tock... It's after 12, no more 27 it is... Another day just gone by~ Or somehow drifted by~ Well, you see... Time flows, and the future, it'll crawl nearer... Listening to the country, and in the brain others' no entry~ Well~ watch as the day unfold~ It's another day~
Hhmmm... Turning 18? What's the difference? Doesn't feel any difference occurring... No unique feelings, no special thought, and when people ask what I wished for, since everyone wishes on their birthday. But, I didn't, couldn't even tell what's the wish on my mind. Just simply joke it over~ Well, all these years, I've learnt to be a crybaby a little more often, sometimes being cruel, not afraid of the dark anymore, sometimes even fiercer.... Used to being alone, but still afraid of coldness... However, those feelings are fading, those old and fancy ones. Not just into thin air, but into the dynamic cosmo.... Those special ones.... Well, 18, a new starting point, guess I'll have to grab myself a painter, and paint my feelings back again~ It's on my hand now....
Used to being alone, still. Sometimes alone doesn't really mean lonely. There isn't an equal sign to it. Maybe I'm thinking this way coz I'm used to it... Using an afternoon just to sit or lie on a bed or a sofa, hear no one's voice, sight no one's shadow, just me and myself and the little cozy noon~ The motivation wasn't there, not anymore.... Wasn't much feeling to hang out or whatever... Just wanna stay put thinking nothingness... And that little "Sunday afternoon" is still my favourite~ At the end, the day's just tied together with a smile : ] Not a wide one though, just an ordinary one~
Friday, June 19, 2009
*ÐЯÈΛΜ ☆ come true ★·*
Yesterday was a long day. The scholarship interview was yesterday morning, and the "Kiki's Birthday" Party was noon. Couldn't actually sleep well the previous night. Woke up at 6 in the morning. Got prepared and went for the interview. Knowing that there wouldn't be traffic jams, coz I got the power of Daimoku. And deeply I believed that there won't be jams.
Arrived. Firstly asked to sign at the paper, and that hand was shaking while holding the pen. Couldn't really sign for that moment, but paused for a second or two. And, signed at last. Sat, waited. Finally, interview started. Gliding myself to the room, with sweat on my hands. Trying to be calm. But didn't really manage to calm down. A little shivering and nervous for the first time. What an odd interview it was. I've said things I shouldn't have, and didn't say things i should.
"Does your father has a fixed income?" he asked. "Yea". But actually he doesn't have a fixed income, and income is based on commission.
"How old is your father?" another enquired. I said "55". "55?", "Err... no no sorry, he's 62.", "He's 62 and hasn't retire yet? Wow, still so strong.", "Haha, yea."
"What are you doing lately?". "Well, I'm not doing anything.", "You're not doing anything? Then you show no determination for me as you're just sitting and waiting for things to happen."......
Soon, ended. Walked out the room, and got drastically calmed in just half a second. Hands stopped sweating. Passed by students eating, didn't even dare to look at them since I was wearing normal high school white shirt with long sleeves, my "old time" prefect pants, and a tie... They must be thinking that my outfit is odd... Haha... Got the lift, met my parents and went to the parking lot. Mom: "How's the interview?" Me: "It was ok."
Got in the car, got out the parking lot. And a thought swifted by. "Wait, what did I say? My dad's 62? But He's just 54! What was I doing? What was I saying? And, what? By saying I wasn't doing anything, my intention is to show that I'm not working nor studying. I didn't mean by doing nothing AT ALL! Forgot to mention about Soka activities and meetings I attend almost everyday." A regretful thought, but stopped by my concious mind saying I shouldn't regret what I did. But that was odd, my brain's confused around number 5 and 6... Couldn't recall what I should say. Oh, feeling that trouble's clouding above....
Got home, laid on bed, and got a peaceful moment to bury the regrets and nervousness. Didn't think much. Got online, and saw Joe on MSN. Told him about that as he's the first one to know about that. Not even my parents, not wanting them to worry bout it.
Jack: I said things I shudnt and din say things i shud! Oh My God!
Joe : What did u say?
Jack: They asked my father's age and I said "55, err no no sorry, he's 62" then they said "wah ur father so old still not retired ah?" then I said "hehe yea..." But then my father's only 54!
Joe : Wow, that's a big trouble...
Jack: God!
Joe : God bless u...
------Meanwhile-------
Called Karen up and asked if we could both go to Jusco a little earlier for Keith's present. And I'd really need to talk to her bout that. Disaster... She came along with a big wide smile, which made me couldn't really resist to smile back. And I told her about it, and we laughed about it. Then shopped for Keith's birthday and, ring ring the hand phone goes~ Hello?
"Hello? Is this Leong Vvvei Kittt? Congrrrrratttttulationss, vvve havvve awvvarded you the MAPCU scholarshhip"
"Okay, Thank you!"
Turned over, and "Ahh!! Karen! I Got IT!! I got the scholarship!!" She was the first to know I got it. She smiled, and she was happy for me. : ) Didn't really think I could get it since there's trouble clouding up~ Haha~ Got down and met Jolene, Yean Yi, and Keith. The first thing Jolene asked was "How was it!?" She's even more serious then I was. And so, I told her about it, and they were all so happy for me. I saw their expressions, and I told myself, these are my good old real friends.
: ) They're truly happy for me. (PS: Mun Horng was busy talking to other girls and so, he wasn't there to hear the news. Forgot to let him know after that.) And, gave the present to Keith. He was even happier~ Haha.... He didn't think of getting presents. We ate, we talked, we chat~ We laughed, we sang, we celebrated~
----Outta the McD, shopped for a while----
Suddenly, saw a person that looks like Joe, a guy in black. And, oh yep that's Joe. Approached him, and the first he said was, again related to the scholarship. "How are you? How was it?"
Surprisingly, well at least a surprise to him. I told him I got it. And he was also very happy for me. Felt like I've never seen him so happy for such a long time. : ) And I was happy for that moment not because of my scholarship but to see my friends to be so happy.
Saw Zoey (had a feeling I will see her in Jusco before this), talked, saw Rachel, Sze Jing, talked and bla bla bla... Went for ice-creams~ And bye~
Got home, again. Standing at the front door. "Dad, mom.... I GOT IT!!!!! AAAHHHH!!!!" Dad was smiling and so happy, whereas mom couldn't believe it! Amazed!
Again, laid on the bed, and think. My good old friends. They're truly happy for me. And I hope they'll stay happy in their lives too. These, are true friends. I'll love them forever~
Well, too bad other friends couldn't be there. Like Mei Xian, May Kei, Vain, Man Yee, and Lyn Huei, and Dear Ling Li, and Baby Siew Ling, and Amal, Azra, Nani, and okay lah Kavin I count u in as well... Haha and Mr Muky! ^ ^ and god I could make a list of friends here... XD and bla bla bla...(sorry if I didn't mention about u, but thanks for being my friend^ ^) I'm so grateful~ : )
Oh oh! And Lyn Huei (a friend of mine who applied the same scholarship as I but different college) I heard that she's got hers too!! Yay! Sounds like a double victory and double happiness to me~ Yay!! XD
And I need to thank Esmin, my neighbour, just like my sister, and also Edmund, friend known thru Soka. Both Interior Designers, both inspired me, helped me, taught me a thing or two. Both soka member, and both names start with "E". Both are my role model~ I always thought that, could I be like Esmin or like Edmund someday in the future? But with my faith I know I could! Haha... And thanks to my dear cousins too~ ^ ^ they're also Interior Designers~ Thanks mom for asking me to try out this scholarship, thanks dad for picking us up and down the traffic. Thanks my friends that worried for me and supported me. Thanks Keh Chong, thanks Gohonzon. Thanks everyone! : )
(PS, I'll keep on chanting, that I could attend all the Soka activities and meetings during my study. I don't wanna miss even one!)
This is just a beginning, a path I chose, and I'll do my best! It's my dream come true. This is where my faith brought me~
Arrived. Firstly asked to sign at the paper, and that hand was shaking while holding the pen. Couldn't really sign for that moment, but paused for a second or two. And, signed at last. Sat, waited. Finally, interview started. Gliding myself to the room, with sweat on my hands. Trying to be calm. But didn't really manage to calm down. A little shivering and nervous for the first time. What an odd interview it was. I've said things I shouldn't have, and didn't say things i should.
"Does your father has a fixed income?" he asked. "Yea". But actually he doesn't have a fixed income, and income is based on commission.
"How old is your father?" another enquired. I said "55". "55?", "Err... no no sorry, he's 62.", "He's 62 and hasn't retire yet? Wow, still so strong.", "Haha, yea."
"What are you doing lately?". "Well, I'm not doing anything.", "You're not doing anything? Then you show no determination for me as you're just sitting and waiting for things to happen."......
Soon, ended. Walked out the room, and got drastically calmed in just half a second. Hands stopped sweating. Passed by students eating, didn't even dare to look at them since I was wearing normal high school white shirt with long sleeves, my "old time" prefect pants, and a tie... They must be thinking that my outfit is odd... Haha... Got the lift, met my parents and went to the parking lot. Mom: "How's the interview?" Me: "It was ok."
Got in the car, got out the parking lot. And a thought swifted by. "Wait, what did I say? My dad's 62? But He's just 54! What was I doing? What was I saying? And, what? By saying I wasn't doing anything, my intention is to show that I'm not working nor studying. I didn't mean by doing nothing AT ALL! Forgot to mention about Soka activities and meetings I attend almost everyday." A regretful thought, but stopped by my concious mind saying I shouldn't regret what I did. But that was odd, my brain's confused around number 5 and 6... Couldn't recall what I should say. Oh, feeling that trouble's clouding above....
Got home, laid on bed, and got a peaceful moment to bury the regrets and nervousness. Didn't think much. Got online, and saw Joe on MSN. Told him about that as he's the first one to know about that. Not even my parents, not wanting them to worry bout it.
Jack: I said things I shudnt and din say things i shud! Oh My God!
Joe : What did u say?
Jack: They asked my father's age and I said "55, err no no sorry, he's 62" then they said "wah ur father so old still not retired ah?" then I said "hehe yea..." But then my father's only 54!
Joe : Wow, that's a big trouble...
Jack: God!
Joe : God bless u...
------Meanwhile-------
Called Karen up and asked if we could both go to Jusco a little earlier for Keith's present. And I'd really need to talk to her bout that. Disaster... She came along with a big wide smile, which made me couldn't really resist to smile back. And I told her about it, and we laughed about it. Then shopped for Keith's birthday and, ring ring the hand phone goes~ Hello?
"Hello? Is this Leong Vvvei Kittt? Congrrrrratttttulationss, vvve havvve awvvarded you the MAPCU scholarshhip"
"Okay, Thank you!"
Turned over, and "Ahh!! Karen! I Got IT!! I got the scholarship!!" She was the first to know I got it. She smiled, and she was happy for me. : ) Didn't really think I could get it since there's trouble clouding up~ Haha~ Got down and met Jolene, Yean Yi, and Keith. The first thing Jolene asked was "How was it!?" She's even more serious then I was. And so, I told her about it, and they were all so happy for me. I saw their expressions, and I told myself, these are my good old real friends.
: ) They're truly happy for me. (PS: Mun Horng was busy talking to other girls and so, he wasn't there to hear the news. Forgot to let him know after that.) And, gave the present to Keith. He was even happier~ Haha.... He didn't think of getting presents. We ate, we talked, we chat~ We laughed, we sang, we celebrated~
----Outta the McD, shopped for a while----
Suddenly, saw a person that looks like Joe, a guy in black. And, oh yep that's Joe. Approached him, and the first he said was, again related to the scholarship. "How are you? How was it?"
Surprisingly, well at least a surprise to him. I told him I got it. And he was also very happy for me. Felt like I've never seen him so happy for such a long time. : ) And I was happy for that moment not because of my scholarship but to see my friends to be so happy.
Saw Zoey (had a feeling I will see her in Jusco before this), talked, saw Rachel, Sze Jing, talked and bla bla bla... Went for ice-creams~ And bye~
Got home, again. Standing at the front door. "Dad, mom.... I GOT IT!!!!! AAAHHHH!!!!" Dad was smiling and so happy, whereas mom couldn't believe it! Amazed!
Again, laid on the bed, and think. My good old friends. They're truly happy for me. And I hope they'll stay happy in their lives too. These, are true friends. I'll love them forever~
Well, too bad other friends couldn't be there. Like Mei Xian, May Kei, Vain, Man Yee, and Lyn Huei, and Dear Ling Li, and Baby Siew Ling, and Amal, Azra, Nani, and okay lah Kavin I count u in as well... Haha and Mr Muky! ^ ^ and god I could make a list of friends here... XD and bla bla bla...(sorry if I didn't mention about u, but thanks for being my friend^ ^) I'm so grateful~ : )
Oh oh! And Lyn Huei (a friend of mine who applied the same scholarship as I but different college) I heard that she's got hers too!! Yay! Sounds like a double victory and double happiness to me~ Yay!! XD
And I need to thank Esmin, my neighbour, just like my sister, and also Edmund, friend known thru Soka. Both Interior Designers, both inspired me, helped me, taught me a thing or two. Both soka member, and both names start with "E". Both are my role model~ I always thought that, could I be like Esmin or like Edmund someday in the future? But with my faith I know I could! Haha... And thanks to my dear cousins too~ ^ ^ they're also Interior Designers~ Thanks mom for asking me to try out this scholarship, thanks dad for picking us up and down the traffic. Thanks my friends that worried for me and supported me. Thanks Keh Chong, thanks Gohonzon. Thanks everyone! : )
(PS, I'll keep on chanting, that I could attend all the Soka activities and meetings during my study. I don't wanna miss even one!)
This is just a beginning, a path I chose, and I'll do my best! It's my dream come true. This is where my faith brought me~
Friday, June 12, 2009
Fading star...
A few days ago, the staff from Taylor's College called. She told me that I was shortlisted, and asked me to come for the interview next Thursday. At first, I was happy, glad, and delighted. But the joyful atmosphere was soon broken by worries.
Turned nervous, and freaked out! This could be my last chance. I must do my best! Maybe this is it, it means a lot to me and thus, I'm so concern about it. That is why I was so worried.
Met an old friend, talked, and found out that she, too, applied the same scholarship as I did. She went for interview few days ago, and I asked her about it. She said that I should just be myself, and stay natural. Well, it's nice to know that, she's grown up a little more. She used to be the kind of nervous person, and tended to worry more. And now, she's confident of herself.
What about me? I used to be confident, and worry nothing. I used to get thru anything fine. What's happening to me? I'm noticing that, I, myself, is somehow, changing. More like evolving though. Freaky. My patience aren't as before. My temper. My behaviour. I'm, turning into someone else.... I don't feel like me...
For once, I learned to be happy. I've been happier, in fact, the happiest I could ever be. But the older I grow, the more time has numbed my heart and energy. I think I've lost an energy under my possession. I'm starting to feel tired... I don't know if I will have the energy to walk or even simply smile... I've learned to happy, but why am I crying more often now? Tears, the only friend that understands me...
I might over-worried this, but, this is clearly another symptom! I don't worry, well, used to, and now I'm doing it! Am I just feeling something different? Am I going thru a phase? Am I growing? Or am I fading? I'm starting to miss myself... And this doesn't sounds good...
In my life, I feel everything, every little tiny subtle object, atmosphere, anything~ I feel everything and like to feel it. I am happy that I can have all this feelings, they're special. These feelings are sensitive. And I hope I'm just feeling another subtle object, and not evolving... This is just not familiar...
But now, I must tell myself to stand straight. I must be calm, and be confident. Ever since I left school, I started feeling myself as another person. But now, I must summon myself, back to the original. Shouldn't never let the pirated version get me! Haha! I must stay natural~ I'm a happy elf~ : )
I guess no matter how exhausted we are with life, or when you feel like a worn-out leather, we should at least smile, and keep moving forward. Tears would tell great stories, in fact, magnificent stories. Tears that accompany us walking our lives could never be neglected. But we shouldn't forget smiling too.
Life's a malicious, cunning old witch that's trying to steal our spirit. We should never forget ourselves. No matter what things could be, we must remember ourselves for who we are~ Never lost ourselves~
This fading star will someday shine with great hopes and dreams~
Turned nervous, and freaked out! This could be my last chance. I must do my best! Maybe this is it, it means a lot to me and thus, I'm so concern about it. That is why I was so worried.
Met an old friend, talked, and found out that she, too, applied the same scholarship as I did. She went for interview few days ago, and I asked her about it. She said that I should just be myself, and stay natural. Well, it's nice to know that, she's grown up a little more. She used to be the kind of nervous person, and tended to worry more. And now, she's confident of herself.
What about me? I used to be confident, and worry nothing. I used to get thru anything fine. What's happening to me? I'm noticing that, I, myself, is somehow, changing. More like evolving though. Freaky. My patience aren't as before. My temper. My behaviour. I'm, turning into someone else.... I don't feel like me...
For once, I learned to be happy. I've been happier, in fact, the happiest I could ever be. But the older I grow, the more time has numbed my heart and energy. I think I've lost an energy under my possession. I'm starting to feel tired... I don't know if I will have the energy to walk or even simply smile... I've learned to happy, but why am I crying more often now? Tears, the only friend that understands me...
I might over-worried this, but, this is clearly another symptom! I don't worry, well, used to, and now I'm doing it! Am I just feeling something different? Am I going thru a phase? Am I growing? Or am I fading? I'm starting to miss myself... And this doesn't sounds good...
In my life, I feel everything, every little tiny subtle object, atmosphere, anything~ I feel everything and like to feel it. I am happy that I can have all this feelings, they're special. These feelings are sensitive. And I hope I'm just feeling another subtle object, and not evolving... This is just not familiar...
But now, I must tell myself to stand straight. I must be calm, and be confident. Ever since I left school, I started feeling myself as another person. But now, I must summon myself, back to the original. Shouldn't never let the pirated version get me! Haha! I must stay natural~ I'm a happy elf~ : )
I guess no matter how exhausted we are with life, or when you feel like a worn-out leather, we should at least smile, and keep moving forward. Tears would tell great stories, in fact, magnificent stories. Tears that accompany us walking our lives could never be neglected. But we shouldn't forget smiling too.
Life's a malicious, cunning old witch that's trying to steal our spirit. We should never forget ourselves. No matter what things could be, we must remember ourselves for who we are~ Never lost ourselves~
This fading star will someday shine with great hopes and dreams~
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Sad of being sad....
Let's see, where should I begin?
Looking back at the steps he has taken, well, it's, again, empty.
I think I should begin with a heart. A heart, that has no companion. A heart that walked this long road of infinity. This, is a heart full of facilities, but, with no citizen. An untouched, forest.
Or should I begin with, him? He, will be the owner of this heart. Til now, he walked, with this heart. Along his journey, he faced challenges, problems. Kept striving, of course, in order to survive. However, this heart, being burnt by fire, hindered by wind from moving forward, bathed by frosty rains. This heart, stretched, and struggling to stay solid. Never being stopped, nor being modified. Never a scar could be seen. Being tough and firm, it has gone through these, alone. Keeping his head held high, though none understands him. Nevertheless, never being understood. He should take partial responsible, that he could have misled people, from understanding him. Yet, he refuse for explanations. Off he goes, the journey so long.
Life may not turned out the way he wanted, indeed. Knowing that there are no perfection in an imperfect world, but requiring everything to be as good as possible as a necessity. Yet again, wasn't understood. Life, never change though. However, it's decision, that changes.
All his way, he came along just by himself. There wasn't a companion. Often, thought that he would go, alone too. That seems to be certain. Til today, he walked...
Endured, tolerated, and persisted. Staying adamant, and stiff. Being naive. And what else? Til today, he walked... He endured... For so much that has been said and has been done, he seemed to be getting nothing. After all has ended, emptiness is what to crawled in. Empty~ That is all, and that is it.... empty..... What on earth could that mean? Nothing? Or just plainly, empty.... And for what that has NOT been happening, what else could he do? Is he lost? He might not even know who he was... Not to say what powers he may possess. What creature is this?
Though there are days of failing, or being soft. He did not want to endure anymore. No more to him. Its scar, never seen, but abruptly emerged now. And, it's melting... All these time, he has been going through highs and lows, physically, together, however, that never was the citizen in that particular space. He sat down, and, cried... When was the last time he cried? For so much has been done and so much have happened. He was being adamant enough for the last moment. But, hope to be true of his sadness now. He never wanted be sad in front of others, as he wanted others to be happy, and not to worry about him.
Thinking about what he has, what he had, and what he might have. By comparing, to the worse of course, he should never be sad nor cry. But, he would like be to be sad and cry. That is, at least, what he could do, and what he wanted to do. For at least that moment, he could, somehow, take a rest from his journey. Still, there wasn't any shoulder for tears. Even being sad, he's alone....
Gloomy? Depressing? Miserable? Poignant? No. There souldn't be fancy words for this emotion. It is just, sad~ That is the only word known, to be true enough, sad~ Or an international sign of sadness... : (
Looking back at the steps he has taken, well, it's, again, empty.
I think I should begin with a heart. A heart, that has no companion. A heart that walked this long road of infinity. This, is a heart full of facilities, but, with no citizen. An untouched, forest.
Or should I begin with, him? He, will be the owner of this heart. Til now, he walked, with this heart. Along his journey, he faced challenges, problems. Kept striving, of course, in order to survive. However, this heart, being burnt by fire, hindered by wind from moving forward, bathed by frosty rains. This heart, stretched, and struggling to stay solid. Never being stopped, nor being modified. Never a scar could be seen. Being tough and firm, it has gone through these, alone. Keeping his head held high, though none understands him. Nevertheless, never being understood. He should take partial responsible, that he could have misled people, from understanding him. Yet, he refuse for explanations. Off he goes, the journey so long.
Life may not turned out the way he wanted, indeed. Knowing that there are no perfection in an imperfect world, but requiring everything to be as good as possible as a necessity. Yet again, wasn't understood. Life, never change though. However, it's decision, that changes.
All his way, he came along just by himself. There wasn't a companion. Often, thought that he would go, alone too. That seems to be certain. Til today, he walked...
Endured, tolerated, and persisted. Staying adamant, and stiff. Being naive. And what else? Til today, he walked... He endured... For so much that has been said and has been done, he seemed to be getting nothing. After all has ended, emptiness is what to crawled in. Empty~ That is all, and that is it.... empty..... What on earth could that mean? Nothing? Or just plainly, empty.... And for what that has NOT been happening, what else could he do? Is he lost? He might not even know who he was... Not to say what powers he may possess. What creature is this?
Though there are days of failing, or being soft. He did not want to endure anymore. No more to him. Its scar, never seen, but abruptly emerged now. And, it's melting... All these time, he has been going through highs and lows, physically, together, however, that never was the citizen in that particular space. He sat down, and, cried... When was the last time he cried? For so much has been done and so much have happened. He was being adamant enough for the last moment. But, hope to be true of his sadness now. He never wanted be sad in front of others, as he wanted others to be happy, and not to worry about him.
Thinking about what he has, what he had, and what he might have. By comparing, to the worse of course, he should never be sad nor cry. But, he would like be to be sad and cry. That is, at least, what he could do, and what he wanted to do. For at least that moment, he could, somehow, take a rest from his journey. Still, there wasn't any shoulder for tears. Even being sad, he's alone....
Gloomy? Depressing? Miserable? Poignant? No. There souldn't be fancy words for this emotion. It is just, sad~ That is the only word known, to be true enough, sad~ Or an international sign of sadness... : (
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Left 4 Dead 2! ✖✖
Warning: The following information may contain violence, horrifying, disgusting, and INTERESTING content. 18SG
Ladies and gents~ May I have your attention please! Have you played Left 4 Dead [the 1st]? If you haven't you should. Because, the 2nd one is gonna be releasing!! This fun, real, 3D, bloody, and interesting game, is sure gonna be a big hit! It ain't gonna be the same as the 1st, but with tonnes of new stuff!
What's new? If ya ask me, well, new survivors, new campaigns, of course. But that's not all! Ya'll are gonna get NEW weapons! NEW zombies! And! Much bigger than the 1st one!
Talking about weapons, while I was playing Left 4 Dead [the 1st], I dreamed that I could cut and slice zombies by saws, chainsaws, and etc. I really dreamed that! And guess what!? In the Left 4 Dead 2! Ya'll get to chop and slice them for real! It's my dream come true!! The melee weapons include chainsaw, axe, and guess what, even frying pan is in! Sounds fun and yummy!
Well, zombies zombies~ Isn't it a little bored killing the same old zombie fellas? Well, in Left 4 Dead 2, ya'll not only meet ya good old zombie friends, but new ones too! Such as the charger, a big-armed zombie that could punch u up the sky. And wandering witch! They do wander around during daytime! And yes! There is! Day and night! It's all under ya control~ Day or night~ Even weather! Jeez, I wonder if they could make it snow~? Anyway, The game's hardness may differ everytime u play it. If you're a good player, the game would change itself. How? Ermm.. Let's see, routes might be closed, or blocked, you might have to climb over and what-so-ever~ If you're not really a gamer, the game may go easy on u~ So, u wouldn't know what's ahead of ya~ Sounds fun!? ^ ^ It'd be different everytime u play it~ Maybe u'll see a maze this time, and maybe not next time~
Oh ya, before I forget, except melee weapons, u'll get some new guns too~ But, well I prefer chainsaw and axe! : ) During the final, u're required to "fight your way thru", and not like the 1st one, for "just stand there and wait for RESCUE"! Ya'll have to run, climb, fight, kill, crawl, and what-so-ever to be saved. Oh and there'll be hordes too, and another addition for the lovely wandering witch, she might appear during ur worst time fighting a horde! You would only realise her existence when it's too late~ And for the cars~ Don't worry, they'll have their alarms too, and even more! Let's see, every car might have its own alarm, so, don't worry, you could attract a horde anytime anywhere where there's a car~
Here's the trailer~ Look at those adorable zombies~ Can't wait to CHOP OFF THEIR HEADS!!
Fun!? Nah! Of course I know that's not enough to satisfy ya guys, here's a gameplay! Watch it!
When is it coming out? Hhmm.... some said end of this year... But some said it's the 17th of November 2009~ Aww Can't wait for their heads being CHOPPED OFF!!! ^ ^ Stay tuned for more~ Thanks for watching~ Thanks for ya support~
: )
P.S.: Ma friends don't even know a calm and peaceful person like me would LOVE CHOPPING ZOMBIES HEAD OFF!! roar!...
Ladies and gents~ May I have your attention please! Have you played Left 4 Dead [the 1st]? If you haven't you should. Because, the 2nd one is gonna be releasing!! This fun, real, 3D, bloody, and interesting game, is sure gonna be a big hit! It ain't gonna be the same as the 1st, but with tonnes of new stuff!
What's new? If ya ask me, well, new survivors, new campaigns, of course. But that's not all! Ya'll are gonna get NEW weapons! NEW zombies! And! Much bigger than the 1st one!
Talking about weapons, while I was playing Left 4 Dead [the 1st], I dreamed that I could cut and slice zombies by saws, chainsaws, and etc. I really dreamed that! And guess what!? In the Left 4 Dead 2! Ya'll get to chop and slice them for real! It's my dream come true!! The melee weapons include chainsaw, axe, and guess what, even frying pan is in! Sounds fun and yummy!
Well, zombies zombies~ Isn't it a little bored killing the same old zombie fellas? Well, in Left 4 Dead 2, ya'll not only meet ya good old zombie friends, but new ones too! Such as the charger, a big-armed zombie that could punch u up the sky. And wandering witch! They do wander around during daytime! And yes! There is! Day and night! It's all under ya control~ Day or night~ Even weather! Jeez, I wonder if they could make it snow~? Anyway, The game's hardness may differ everytime u play it. If you're a good player, the game would change itself. How? Ermm.. Let's see, routes might be closed, or blocked, you might have to climb over and what-so-ever~ If you're not really a gamer, the game may go easy on u~ So, u wouldn't know what's ahead of ya~ Sounds fun!? ^ ^ It'd be different everytime u play it~ Maybe u'll see a maze this time, and maybe not next time~
Oh ya, before I forget, except melee weapons, u'll get some new guns too~ But, well I prefer chainsaw and axe! : ) During the final, u're required to "fight your way thru", and not like the 1st one, for "just stand there and wait for RESCUE"! Ya'll have to run, climb, fight, kill, crawl, and what-so-ever to be saved. Oh and there'll be hordes too, and another addition for the lovely wandering witch, she might appear during ur worst time fighting a horde! You would only realise her existence when it's too late~ And for the cars~ Don't worry, they'll have their alarms too, and even more! Let's see, every car might have its own alarm, so, don't worry, you could attract a horde anytime anywhere where there's a car~
Here's the trailer~ Look at those adorable zombies~ Can't wait to CHOP OFF THEIR HEADS!!
Fun!? Nah! Of course I know that's not enough to satisfy ya guys, here's a gameplay! Watch it!
When is it coming out? Hhmm.... some said end of this year... But some said it's the 17th of November 2009~ Aww Can't wait for their heads being CHOPPED OFF!!! ^ ^ Stay tuned for more~ Thanks for watching~ Thanks for ya support~
: )
P.S.: Ma friends don't even know a calm and peaceful person like me would LOVE CHOPPING ZOMBIES HEAD OFF!! roar!...
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Falvours of life~
Life. How can it be described as in just one word? It's so enormous, surrounding massive objects, both living and non-living. It's everything, I guess.
Life is so special that it has its flavours. Not just a single flavour, but more than you could ever imagine. The very first moment we step foot on this place, our lesson begins. From the beginning, we learn about calling our parents "father" and "mother". During early childhood, we make friends with almost any people, we just don't have any evil motive, we're so innocence. That's a sweet moment. At least everyone was true.
Up to the primary, we learn more in school and life. We often fell on the ground, and cry. But, we learnt not to cry and stand up again. Our purpose was just to have fun during primary. Up, up again to secondary, where life became a little more serious. Friends again, some closer, some further apart. And even some evil motive started constructing. Crush, first love, might be so sweet that people could forget about almost any other thing. Ended, and life may seem bitter. Higher secondary, it's the final exam that crawls nearer. Some, too tensed to even think about eating. Some, know the way of relaxing. And some, don't even care about any stupid exam papers. Graduated, some may think they're free, some may think it's another beginning point of life. Courage, curiosity, future.
College, and again, graduated. Getting into the society. Working, pressure, deadlines, money. Met the love of your life, get married, build up a family. Taking care of children, hoping someday they could grow up and be successful. Parents leaving, saying goodbye, and finally, ourselves leaving, missing the others. Sweet, bitter, sour, salty, bittersweet, spicy, these flavours aren't enough to just describe life. Life is more than that.
Many might wonder what's the purpose of living if we're all gonna die. What for coming here while we're leaving soon? Well, I think life is like a special occasion.
Some chose to live life with plain simplicity. Some asking for perfections in an imperfect world. Some doing good deeds, some bad. Some being intelligent, some teaching others to be intelligent. Some constructing, some eradicating. Some begging to live, some don't even wanna exist. Well, I think that we are all here not just for fun, but we could make a difference in the world, getting good use of the knowledge we gained. Life, is dead, it's just life, and it's up to us to choose how we would wanna live. Likewise, knowledge, is dead, it's us, human, who choose to use it on good, or evil. Some invent bombs, some invent medicine. It's all human.
Human itself, is a great knowledge. We should learn ourselves. Learning human, and knowing human. Human beings are often blinded with self emotion, greed, and selfishness. But when we calm down and think again, isn't there a better choice?
Life is short, too short to be wasted. People don't stay for long, everyone would be going someday. Well, we knew that, but, doesn't seem like people are cherishing. War, politics, conquer, unfairness, what's all these? By looking at the wounds on our world, if everyone knew that we wouldn't be possible to live on earth, anymore. Then what's all these? We come to the world empty-handed. Similarly, we take away nothing while we go. It's a pity these people never tasted the flavours of life. There's so much more we could get in life~
Life is so special that it has its flavours. Not just a single flavour, but more than you could ever imagine. The very first moment we step foot on this place, our lesson begins. From the beginning, we learn about calling our parents "father" and "mother". During early childhood, we make friends with almost any people, we just don't have any evil motive, we're so innocence. That's a sweet moment. At least everyone was true.
Up to the primary, we learn more in school and life. We often fell on the ground, and cry. But, we learnt not to cry and stand up again. Our purpose was just to have fun during primary. Up, up again to secondary, where life became a little more serious. Friends again, some closer, some further apart. And even some evil motive started constructing. Crush, first love, might be so sweet that people could forget about almost any other thing. Ended, and life may seem bitter. Higher secondary, it's the final exam that crawls nearer. Some, too tensed to even think about eating. Some, know the way of relaxing. And some, don't even care about any stupid exam papers. Graduated, some may think they're free, some may think it's another beginning point of life. Courage, curiosity, future.
College, and again, graduated. Getting into the society. Working, pressure, deadlines, money. Met the love of your life, get married, build up a family. Taking care of children, hoping someday they could grow up and be successful. Parents leaving, saying goodbye, and finally, ourselves leaving, missing the others. Sweet, bitter, sour, salty, bittersweet, spicy, these flavours aren't enough to just describe life. Life is more than that.
Many might wonder what's the purpose of living if we're all gonna die. What for coming here while we're leaving soon? Well, I think life is like a special occasion.
Some chose to live life with plain simplicity. Some asking for perfections in an imperfect world. Some doing good deeds, some bad. Some being intelligent, some teaching others to be intelligent. Some constructing, some eradicating. Some begging to live, some don't even wanna exist. Well, I think that we are all here not just for fun, but we could make a difference in the world, getting good use of the knowledge we gained. Life, is dead, it's just life, and it's up to us to choose how we would wanna live. Likewise, knowledge, is dead, it's us, human, who choose to use it on good, or evil. Some invent bombs, some invent medicine. It's all human.
Human itself, is a great knowledge. We should learn ourselves. Learning human, and knowing human. Human beings are often blinded with self emotion, greed, and selfishness. But when we calm down and think again, isn't there a better choice?
Life is short, too short to be wasted. People don't stay for long, everyone would be going someday. Well, we knew that, but, doesn't seem like people are cherishing. War, politics, conquer, unfairness, what's all these? By looking at the wounds on our world, if everyone knew that we wouldn't be possible to live on earth, anymore. Then what's all these? We come to the world empty-handed. Similarly, we take away nothing while we go. It's a pity these people never tasted the flavours of life. There's so much more we could get in life~
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