to the penangites..

Hi fellow penang friends!!

I'm currently writing a melodramatic story place set in Penang back in the 1920s.. Dedicating this piece of story to all my penangite friends and my mum..

Btw, if you wanna take a glimpse of the story or if you wanna read it, just approach me..

Can Smile Without You..

I'm sleepy here, typing my Plant Tissue Culture assignment, listening to Can't Smile Without You by Barry Manilow in jazz version.. Suddenly, the lyrics gave me a new idea...
This is my modified version of the lyrics:....

You know I can smile without you
I can smile without you
I can laugh, and I can sing
I'm finding it hard to do everything
You see I feel sad when you're glad
I feel sad when you're glad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can smile without you

You came along just like a song
And brightened my day
Who would have believed that you were part of a dream
Now it all seems light years away

And now you know I can smile without you
I can smile without you
I can laugh and I can sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
You see I feel sad when you're glad
I feel glad when you're sad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can smile

Now some people say happiness takes so very long to find
Well, I'm finding it hard leaving your love behind me

And you see I can smile without you
I can smile without you
I can laugh and I can sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
You see I feel glad when you're sad
I feel sad when you're glad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can smile without you

There.. Sounds better..

Moral of the story:
1) Americans please, next time do not pronounce can the same way as can't.. That way your lyrics wont sound the same anymore.

2) Rhyming songs with glad, sad is stupid and ridiculous..

Tuesdays..

Man.. I hate Tuesdays.. I really do.. Classes from 8am till 5 pm.. Then more discussions and assignments..

Got gun anyone? Shoot me now..

Love

It’s just an illusion,

an escape.

I don’t believe in true love,

Coz’ I know I will only end up getting hurt,

Disillusioned, again.

So, tell me.

People say fairy tales come true

White lies, stop it.

As for me,

I’m fed up,

I’m scared,

Tired..

For all I know,

The only true love that I know,

The only true love that flows

Is the love from my parents’ hearts.

You might think I sound pathetic but I am not a great believer of true love anymore.

The true love that I can feel right now is that of God’s love. The love that He gives me every time He forgives my wrongdoings. The love that He showers me that every time I am in trouble, He will guide me safely, opening ways through my heart.

The true love that I feel also, the love shining from my parents’ hearts. The anxiety that they portray every time as I walk out of the arrival lounge of the airport. The look that says it all. The look that says “We miss you, my daughter and we have been waiting for you to come home” The very look that makes you want to hug them.

I have always thought I would be happy with a man in my life. That Valentine’s day won’t be Valentine’s day without flowers. But I was wrong. Everyday is a valentine’s day if you love the particular person. For me, everyday is a valentine’s day because I celebrate my love for parents every single day.

Valentine’s Day 2009 had taught me a wondrous meaning of love. While people were out, celebrating, drinking wine and dining.

I was in my bed, high with fever for the seventh day. And on that day, I received a message, saying that my father had been bitten by a puffer fish.

I have always thought I love my mother more than my dad. But seems like I had been wrong all along.

I put my phone down, and automatically I cried, and prayed that my father will be okay. And at that time I realized how much I love him. And that I realized, that I love him as much as I love my mum.

I have thought of the scariest question in the world: What will I do if my parents die someday?

Honestly, I don’t know the answer. All I know is, I’d give trade in my extra years to them so that we’ll live together, and die together. And with that, death will be more peaceful.

With the remaining years in my parents’ life. I couldn’t help it but to fear. Fear that I will lose my love forever. I’m scared, lost..

Tell me, what should I do?

Love is scary…

romantism

I just learnt a lot of new things about Beethoven.

1. He studied under Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. (Yeah~ whoot whoot!! I love Mozart!!)

2. He had a lot of love affairs but none of them was his true love -- except Therese Malfatti.

3. He had a lot of health problems and Therese Malfatti was the niece of Beethoven's doctor.

4. He fell deaf at 28 and was still able to compose songs.

5. Due to his deafness he was short-tempered.

6. When he asked Therese Malfatti for marriage, Therese's parents objected.

7. Beethoven was heart broken and composed "Fur Elise" and that song was said to be the most romantic song ever.

8. No one knows exactly who Elise is but some people say that Elise is the name that Beethoven gave to his only true love, Therese Malfatti.

More Than Words?

People usually say that actions speak louder than words. Well, I beg to disagree to some extent. Words, being as it is, is sometimes as strong and as powerful as actions.

Now I understand why Chen Sing Yi from the drama "Ming Zong Zhu Ding Wo Ai Ni" felt encouraged everytime after Ji Chuen Si told her two powerful words. (No- it's not I love you; I love you has three words) The two words are Jia Yu.

Everytime Chuen Si said those words to Sing Yi, she would feel more confident. At first, I thought it was ridiculous. How could, by saying only those two words a person will become more confident? Alas, I understand.

Thanks to a friend who wished me "Jia Yu" so that we would both achieve Dean's List and have our pictures taken together during the ceremony, that particular friend had actually encouraged me to work harder for this semester. So everytime I feel like giving up or that I feel lazy to study, I would think of my dear friend's "Jia Yu" and work hard. Thanks to you, my friend, my mid term results is better this time. I owe it to you..

Another example of how powerful words are is when I met with an unfateful incident this week. It was actually one friend (well, another friend) that gave me an advice and his powerful words are "Be happy. Everything is going to be fine". Those words keep me strong and they comfort me.

Words... If you say it at the wrong place at the wrong time, it might be DETRIMENTAL.. For example, if you secretly admire a person (and that person doesn't have any feelings towards you) and you accidentally blurted it out to him or her you might be doomed. Or you might get the girl or guy.. Well, it depends. But you're definitely doomed if you don't like a particular lecturer and had accidentally blurted out that you want to throw your shoe at him.



And yet, sometimes a simple word like "so?", "dunno", "no!" is strong enough to annoy oneself and a simple word such as "sorry" is powerful enough to solve almost everything. (well, almost)

And again, words are ones who can save a girl, a girl who is typing so early in the morning to pour her hearts out. I am very bad at managing my emotions this semester. So, I guess you will be seeing me a lot starting from this sem.. Tata..