a river of blood.

i just receive a letter from my pen-pal , JESSY, from penang.
is really happy to be friend with her.
i hope our pen-pal relationship will long last for ever,
because... writing letter is my new hobby from now on.
( i replied the letter already and hope you can receive soon )

blood is thicker than water.
so, i will start to continue my novel.
the title is "123". ( the numbers is a special date for me and my friends )
this novel is going to be a new journey for me to walk on.
the story will begin by me, one of the character in this novel...
how am i going to start this story?
........ i know!
i will begin this story with... the moment i creep out from a graveyard... with the sword which i found in the last novel i wrote... hahaha!
only a few of my friends knew what i am going to continue...
i have drawn the city that i will be there in the story, and i have shown to you all guys since February... is it beautiful? enjoy reading the story? ( sure lah!) so... wait and see for the coming episode ... >.<..yeah!

where are you now actually?

to know you as my friend,
"was" my "kebanggaan".
lost you again,
is my "kekesalan".

i know that i am a stingy girl.
dont want to lend you to others,
because i scare i will lose you... again.

you sang me a song in my dream... "starry starry night..."
how much i miss you...
you woke me up in my dream,
so i started to pray for you....
and guest what happened next huh?
i sprained my hand!! while i was trying get up and pray!
( ya lah! woke me so early at 6.00am!! "thank you"!!)

and what now?
I lost you... booo.....
i want to be your compass,
but you don't allow..
remember what reason you gave me,
" is too dangerous for you to follow me go to the Black Forest. I may lost you." you said.
ya!! it is true!! it is not the one you lost me, but me... your compass!!!

uh!!!!!!!!!!!
i(was) hardly to find your footprints that you left!!!
later the moment, a hunter approached me and recued me. ( i lost in the forest)
i refused him, i want to continue searching you..
very well!! ( like that only looks like a cast-away mah...)
he gave some useful equipments to me.. ( GPS, Map, Binoculars, Solartic Torch-light... bla bla..)
i seach for you days and nights.
from sunrise till moonrise. nonstop. my shoes were worn out. ( 1 year past )
result, conclusion... no sight's' of you...
i threw away all the equipments,
i gave up searching you!
i rather being a 'Tarzan' in the forest... ( no lah ofcourse)

i climbed up the highest mount in the forest,
i switched on my GPS,
giving signals,
wait for the hunter to rescue me.

will he come?


























































































































































































































































































































yes! he did!

4 Angels that bring me happiness

Who are the 4 angels that i abmire most?

angel of summer,
angel of happiness,
angel of fruits,
and...
me, angel of why.

what we have done for these 2 years?

so much laughter, tears...
when we will be together again?
shall we meet in scince-stream?
i know A.O.S will be in Account-stream...
we have been seperated once right?
so... i wont cry.
i am very sure that the other three of us will mantain our ...
they call it friendship.


i drew a pair of wings on my T-shirt.
and i hope i can be the best angel of my friends.
for now,
i am missing an angel very very much.
who?
dunno, i dun want to mention her.

i really miss her letters.
i really miss her handwritting.
i really miss her voice.
hope we will meet again...
perhaps...

an angel had hurt me very seriously.
but i have cured the scar that he/she hurted.
thanks for the mentioned 3 angel,
they brought me 'ubat',
that was 'ubat' of joy and true friendship.
i am happy now.
thanks ya! guys...
the coming holiday i will miss you all very much.. in Miri..
gosh! one month training!
how can i forget about it!!

one month without handphone,
blog,
chit-chating whit you all in the 'potato' ( semenanjung Malaysia)
sms-ing,
novels....
oh! i will R.I.P there!!!
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Song Of Snow

“难道传说你都信，
谎话你都听。
爱人是救星
还是要你的命！

难道传说你都信，
谎话你都听。
毒药你都饮，
只要心愿意。。。。

只要心愿意。“


这首歌， 相信只有我和夏季天使，才懂得唱吧！
即好听，又有意义。
欢欢天使对我的爱，是“救星“，还是要我的“命“？
我并不知道。
我所知道的，
就是，
这杯毒药我不能饮。

尚若我是你的‘袁紫衣‘，
我宁愿把‘七新海棠‘ 让给‘程灵素‘。
尚若我是‘程灵素’，
我会变成绝世无敌的‘毒手药王‘。
把深藏在我心里的‘情’字，
给毒死掉。
尚若我是‘苗若兰’，
我会继续躺在‘归农‘赐给我的棺材里，
等待死神的到来。
尚若我是‘南兰‘，
我不会准守游戏规则去嫁给
打遍天下无敌手‘苗人凤’。

雪山，
暴风雪，
狐狸，
我不怕。
我只怕爱！

P.M.R

Life is just like a Rubik-cube, a solid of fate and destiny.
What colour to turn, what colour to match, spins beyond your fingers.
Our fate, our life, our whole being, lies in God’s hand.
Couldn’t change it.
Spin…spin…spin…
What is my next colour?
Blue? ( Celcom )
Red? ( Hotlink )
Green? ( Maxis)
Orange? ( U- mobile)
Or maybe yellow. ( DiGi, I will follow you )

Haha….

I don’t know what colour I have past through, and what colour will I crush next.
Pray, is the way to lead me out of the daily stormy sea…


PMR, stands for what?

Pandai
Membuat
Rajin


If you all angels don’t believe, check it out in my class.. 3B.
Almost all of the angels in 3B lost their head. ( cause they are studying diligently)
Ya! I am also one part of them. ( going to drown in the ocean of words )
Thank God, there are quite many St. Johners there in my class. ( rescue the drowned one, donate our CPR. But our precious process of CPR is a bit different for this kind of situation. We don’t give them our precious “kiss” and chest compression of course. We give them chest compression by … using our feet, jump on them, and will say:” wake up you guys, PMR is approaching us, stop acting like a crop so that you can escape from it!)


Especially you Fat Cat of 3B… ( always sing the same song in the class, feel no bored ?)
………………..uh… I “ beh ta han”!

Andrew:“ I’m a Barbie girl…. Live in a Barbie world…. Is fantastic…”
( Fantastic your head!!!)

Chuah:” ne……..ne ni ne ni pupu!! You can’t catch me!!”
( stop that spinning job in the class with all the white shirt blue tie boys lah! Act like kids, chasing all around in the classroom)

Arteries and veins

A murderer is just like a vampire.
Suck out your blood; steal away your soul.
A cold-blooded of gun, a blinded heart and an irreversible shot that may lead you to another destiny.
Choose yourself, turn to heaven, or turn to hell?

What is the taste of blood?

Sweet like a strawberry,
Smell like red roses,
Too lonely, like a floating ice-berg.
Full of tears and laughter.
Acidic, corrosive.

What are the sources of blood?

Ink, papers, words.
Fragrance of money.
The unity of mouth and tongue with silvery blades.
A kiss from a leukemia patient.
Himalaya Mount.
Chaos.

What are the products that produced by blood?

A temple of God.
A New-Jerusalem.
A handful of precious stones—sapphire, ruby, citrine, topaz, jade, jasper, emerald, quartz, pearl, diamond, gold, silver, bronze, crystal, onyx, platinum, sardius, carbuncle, jacinth, agate, amethyst, chrysolite.


Blood is ‘multi-cellular’.

ever think of me? or never!

i think of you eah second, but have you?
you dont.
you glared at me, each time i failed you......
am i just a tiny dust that you cant see?

it is fine....
fine
fine
fine!!!!

i have done many shameful and stupid things infront of you, but you dont care, thank god.
i wan to be your perfect girl-friend. but i cant. because of my creater--- GOD.
i already had targetted by a girl wont you.... ya i know! she wrote a love letter to you b4, but you burnt it..... quite funny...

whom i love actully?
the boy in 3A?
that was last two years love story.... did he knew?
he is quite book-worm looking...( i like that kind of "handsome")
and very talented...
every time he winked at me,
each moment he smiled indirectly at me,
the moment he picked up the bookmark on the floor and returned it to me....
but......
those past was just a tale..
a tale of two angels..

did he ever knew that i have been fallen in "love" with him very much?

......i don't wish to know..
......and i don't wanna to know........
keep it as a secret in my herat deep core.......