Hungry and not sleepy.

Day and night are contrast to each other. So are my today events. I was very sleepy during the day (emphasis: SLEEPY) and now, I'm heavily awake.
Totally opposite from yesterday's night.

Whatever. ( <-- this word has some bad memories within it. I used to refrain myself from using this word and hearing it being said, but hey! I'm over it now :D)

21:31 and one bar of battery left. When will it run out?

I wanna type more but I don't have any idea. -_-"
Oh yeah, tommorow is casual clothes day for JIS, a charity event to raise money for the victims of the Haiti earthquake. I think I'm going to wear my white shirt and jeans, but I'm not sure about my footwear...

21:38, still with one bar left. I want to recharge the battery soon so I can have peaceful slumber! T_T

Right now I'm listening to Reason by Fonogenico, the first ending theme of xxxHolic.

The muscle in my right arm still hurts from tennis. I was trying to learn topspin serve last week, but what I got from there was a slice serve. Yes, a solid but not powerful slice serve. Gotta use that as my second serve.

Shichihentakki Shijou Shugi by Kotoko is in my ears~ I love the song! XD

Anyway, back to tennis, I want to improve my backhand slice return technique which I discovered last week too - one that can put heavy sidespin on the ball regardless what kind of shot I play. So far I can do it with drop shot only.

21:55, low battery warning, and time to recharge!

I'm tired from typing. Oyasumi nasai.

The end of the week.

Dear blogg,

For this whole week, starting from last Monday until now, a lot of depressing items bombarded me. I kinda forgot what actually really happened, but there was one moment that told me to change who I am.
However, to change oneself is not easy. I tried to get myself break out of my shell, and it was (and still is) very daunting and mentally challenging - at least I saw a tiny bit of progress, and that keep me composed for a while. :)

Moreover, I am too sleepy to write anymore. Oyasumi nasai.

Hey, not an afternoon of migraine :D

The feeling of cold, conditioned air flowing around my body. Ahh~

It feels like a paradise after jogging around the field eight times.

So what? I just need to release my mind-aching thoughts (although I'm still feeling dizzy...).
Hmm... Let's go for dinner.

The morning pics.

The pics of me before 6am. -_-

Early morning...

I really do not know. I slept early last night, but when I woke up an hour ago, my body felt tired. And currently it still is.

I thought to myself: are my dreams related to this body soreness?
I just had two dreams running in my sleep. They might be unrelated to each other. Hahah.

2010. I never really care about the figures.

And yeah, I forgot to tell that I'm a student at Jerudong International School. Cheers (as Ian usually says).

This feelings! XD

Oh no. 2010. Crap.

Random say: I really, really admire her. Beautiful.

Reality: This world is cruel, but fair. It is a fate to be able to meet her, but then she seems to be a punishment for me.

We are quite the opposite of each other, physically. I'm not sure about mentally, though. (Western and Eastern collide, wow...)

Here I am, sitting on my bed, thinking about her as I type. I don't want to go wishy-washy here (no 'jiwang' please...), I just wanted to tell this for my own sake. Who knows, whether my feelings change, just like the past. Whether my feeling of love is something that just passes by my eyes.

I can never know what genuine love feels like.

P.s. I do know the love of families and friends. :D

Me, the Profile pics

2010. You should see the 'wanted' pics of me. :P

Oh, wow. Is it true? O_o

It has been long since I last write anything here. Ramadhan is greeted at this time of year, so happy fasting to you all.

Since I'll be leaving MD for JIS, below is a short fictitious story of my last day at MD. Enjoy.

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Tomorrow was the last day for him. He dropped his head on the wooden desk, and was thinking.
'The transition period is crucial for me to meet her...'
He then closed his eyes and prayed for his wish to come true.

The next day, during the transition period between lessons...

She was about to go upstairs, when somebody - her classmate for the next lesson - called her name from above. "Yes?"
The male halted for a brief second, as if to tell her something necessary, but then he let out a smile and said few words very calmly to her, and went away after that.

She stopped momentarily, trying to digest those words, but she shook her head and continued to her class. As soon as she was settled in the class, she was looking for 'that' classmate, thinking if he was joking about what he had said to her earlier.

The teacher then came into the class. "So there is one less pupil here," he said.
The class raised an eyebrow.
He then pointed out to the empty chair in front of him. "He's leaving."

At that instant, those same few words replayed back in her head. She did not know what to do.

"I like you."

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Well... Sweet story! XD

Untitled post. I'm bored of this un-'social' event.

H1N1, get it?

I want to continue my story from where I left in the last post. Here it is:

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A pair of black gleaming spheres. The flowing crimson hair. The radiating cream skin. A sense of elegance and beauty, with a streak of childish cuteness. She was two years younger than him - his pledged junior. "Um, my sensei..." she muttered, trying to give the answer to him.

"What's with your sensei?" he raised an eyebrow.

"My sensei..." Kagura then put up a haunted face and emitted some kind of shady aura - in a comical way. "She... Won't let... Us out until... We finished five-pages essay in one hour..." She dropped her head on Fai's shoulder, fully exhausted.

The male smiled. "Come on, I'll walk you home. Your father might be waiting," he said, gently pushed her from behind with his arm that was still around her shoulders. She sighed and went with his flow.

"Kagura, look up," he told her. "It's this time of the year."
She looked up. Thousands of crystal white flakes glided down from the grey sky.

"White... Snow... It's so pure," she gazed at the serene view. "I wonder if my Ka-san was of these adjectives before."

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Rising Death @ Seiiku-Shouten

The H1N1 flu is at it again. No school for one week.

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Enjoy my short fic.

The evening was getting colder. Frosty wind swept the prestige site of the Black Range Institution, sending those shivering chills to anyone who was outside at the moment.

"Achoo!" a male sneezed due to the change in temperature. He then tightened his black uniform blazer around his body, hoping to lessen the sudden coldness he was experiencing. Bless me, he thought. Leaning on one of the pillars standing firmly on the main campus ground, he still waited there for somebody - his kouhai. He took out his mobile phone, taking note of the time. It's already ten minutes late, where is she?

"Whoa, Fai-senpai, I never thought you do like mobile chatting."

Huh? He then glanced to his right, quite surprised to see the cute female student he was waiting for. He put back the device into his pocket and wrapped his right arm around her shoulders. The girl obviously shocked by her senior's action. "Se- Senpai?"

"I never liked 'net chatting before and now... And why are you late?" he casually spoke to her. "Something happened, Kagura?"
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An excerpt from -RE:Incarnation- .

Sleep.

Oyasumi, blogg~

Ten Secrets that MD's NYDP1-H 09/10 doesn't want you to know.

#1 - He likes to shuffle.
#2 - Shoujo-ai/Yuri animes... O.o
#3 - He is not what he is.
#4 - Has the goddamn fear of public-speaking.
#5 - Soft spot for cute plush toy animals.
#6 - "I HATE FREAKIN' HORROR MOVIES!" is what he's trying to say.
#7 - Fear of blood. >_>
#8 - 70% male and 20% female. The other 10% goes to others.
#9 - Popping sORt of Noob? (Haha, kinda stupid)
#10 - Has a thing of Japanese girls. XD

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I'm just bored... Nevertheless useful. :D

Friday-night movie?

Crows-Zero.

English Literature...

The classmates...

The light that brighten my room...

I'm just bored.

Ready, switch off the lights!

Taken after night study in the dining hall.

Ideal Fun! We are 'Hijau Muda'!

Lovely grilled food~

After Friday prayer

Sharul a.k.a. Tungau.

Looking somewhere...

Friday prayer at Jame 'Asri.

In the Surau...

Waiting for Isya'.