Life.. ah. so far so good? nah. I'll say.. this is probably as good as it gets. Just finished my Maths T homework T^T, so proud of me-self xD hahaha. Anyways, trying to cope with the STPM syllabus. Hopefully can pre-study everything before class. But homework is taking up so much time.. not to mention the brain-drain. The subjects are damn challenging =/ But damn fun once you get the hang of it :D (no I am not out of my mind, you know that sweet feeling that you know you actually understand something hard and tries to resist the urge to do victory dance ? :D haha, yep)
Easier said then done, I'm aiming for 4 flat :) tough call but I like to think that I can make it possible. Though my classmates and how smart they are intimidates me sometimes but heck, screw all that. I'll work on my story when I have time to spare *sighs*
I swear I've got to start sorting out my priorities in life . It's so messed up and at times I just forget why I'm alive anymore. Bahahha, boyfriend? who the hell has time for one. I can't even commit for myself yet, how the hell do I commit to a relationship. But lol, we'll see. Life tends to try to prove you wrong when you say otherwise. Okayyyyy , back to studying bio =]
Tuesday 17 June 2014
Friday 13 June 2014
Chapter 1 - Only Time
My weekends were starting well, slow and lazy as I planned it. No training, no elders and no rush. Absolutely nothing, just the way I like it. I was excused from energy draining activities such as leaving the house and taking out the trash after emphasizing to my mom on how my wounds would risk opening up again if I were to even bend my knee. My mom didn't buy it but she let me get away with it anyway, she's probably used to me getting injured by now due to my interest in taking part in unlady like activities . And every single time I get injured , there would be loads of beauty products piled on my shelf ranging from sunburn treatments ,essential oils to aloe vera freshly grown in a pot. Mom would go on nagging bout which cream I should apply and drone on and on till I have no choice but to just shoot back at her with some statement bout how I will eventually be able to get married anyway, don't worry bout it. That retort always succeeded in letting my mom be at ease bout her daughter's future not to mention granting me some peace and quiet. It's quite queer actually, a scar doesn't make me much less of a woman now does it? But of course , My culture was brought up to believing that girls should have flawless porcelain skin and good breeding, there's not much I can do to change their mindset. Thank the jade emperor,jade rabbit and all the gods up there that I inherited great skin from my dad , so far I still managed to grow back my skin back to its original state with a little scar here and a little marred there. No harm done right?
I had my feet propped on a small chair and my favorite furball on my lap. The sun on my skin felt like I was being hugged by sunshine itself. Mom was a genius bout extending a veranda to our tree house which is by the way, our real home and not some vacation spot. Landed houses were mostly abolished after the rebellion. Landed and multi-unit houses such as apartments and condos are now replaced with residential areas made up of tree houses. The tree houses come together with a simple lift that is powered by solar energy so that the young, the elderly and the crippled--like me. Can still go home without climbing up the old fashioned way. To get down from the tree house, you can either take the lift or just use the tree slide that swirls around the tree. Much has changed since the rebellion, tar roads replaced with cool solar panels that can be programmed to light up the road and power the lamp posts and other facilities. Transportation replaced by flying fox from tree to tree and solar powered trains for long distance travel use. Trees grew without being contained and controlled like it had before the rebellion.
Those were dark times, where the politicians encouraged everyone to move into these grand towers and condominiums. Urbanization, they said. The urban city was better, all the job opportunities were there and soon after, everyone left their homes for urban city. The ones who didn't had no choice but to move there as well as the government had started cutting out all the power and water supply to areas other than the urban city. People were quite content with the urban city at first, everything you could possibly need is within a tower's reach. They hardly need to go out anymore and thus was unaware of what the government was scheming. Until one day a man found it odd on how he couldn't get the doors leading outside to open and opted to go through the ventilation ducts like he had seen in the movies . The moment he got out, He was short of breath. Something was wrong, why was it so hard to breathe? And as he first took a glance of the outside world after such a long time, he gasped at the view before him. The trees were gone and the hills were stripped bare from any sign of greenery.
It struck him hard that the people have been deceived and all those times when they looked out the window and saw the same old sceneries of hills and houses were all fake. The windows were programmed to deceive the people and have them all believe that all is well. More truths were revealed as the people rebelled against the government for destroying mother nature. The government threatened to cut the oxygen supply if they were to cause and uproar and that did scare the people a bit as their only source of oxygen was from this snow globe like structure with trees grown inside and the oxygen being connected to the towers via pipes. Nonetheless, the rebellion still carried on and the people managed to succeed by unity and of course, a few assassinations involved.
"Thank goodness for the rebellion huh ?" I stated to the furball on my lap. Min just yawned and went back to basking in the sun.
"Heh, you'd be cooped up in a tower filled with air conditioning and no sunlight without the rebellion you ignorant cat ."
But maybe that was why I adored him, nothing really bothers him much. Running my hands across his back, I relaxed and enjoyed the slow pace of the day or so I thought until my mom yelled and made Min jump out of my lap .
"KATE! Aunt Amy wants you to help out at some event again! She's on the phone now! "
Oh well,So much for some needed peace and quiet.
I had my feet propped on a small chair and my favorite furball on my lap. The sun on my skin felt like I was being hugged by sunshine itself. Mom was a genius bout extending a veranda to our tree house which is by the way, our real home and not some vacation spot. Landed houses were mostly abolished after the rebellion. Landed and multi-unit houses such as apartments and condos are now replaced with residential areas made up of tree houses. The tree houses come together with a simple lift that is powered by solar energy so that the young, the elderly and the crippled--like me. Can still go home without climbing up the old fashioned way. To get down from the tree house, you can either take the lift or just use the tree slide that swirls around the tree. Much has changed since the rebellion, tar roads replaced with cool solar panels that can be programmed to light up the road and power the lamp posts and other facilities. Transportation replaced by flying fox from tree to tree and solar powered trains for long distance travel use. Trees grew without being contained and controlled like it had before the rebellion.
Those were dark times, where the politicians encouraged everyone to move into these grand towers and condominiums. Urbanization, they said. The urban city was better, all the job opportunities were there and soon after, everyone left their homes for urban city. The ones who didn't had no choice but to move there as well as the government had started cutting out all the power and water supply to areas other than the urban city. People were quite content with the urban city at first, everything you could possibly need is within a tower's reach. They hardly need to go out anymore and thus was unaware of what the government was scheming. Until one day a man found it odd on how he couldn't get the doors leading outside to open and opted to go through the ventilation ducts like he had seen in the movies . The moment he got out, He was short of breath. Something was wrong, why was it so hard to breathe? And as he first took a glance of the outside world after such a long time, he gasped at the view before him. The trees were gone and the hills were stripped bare from any sign of greenery.
It struck him hard that the people have been deceived and all those times when they looked out the window and saw the same old sceneries of hills and houses were all fake. The windows were programmed to deceive the people and have them all believe that all is well. More truths were revealed as the people rebelled against the government for destroying mother nature. The government threatened to cut the oxygen supply if they were to cause and uproar and that did scare the people a bit as their only source of oxygen was from this snow globe like structure with trees grown inside and the oxygen being connected to the towers via pipes. Nonetheless, the rebellion still carried on and the people managed to succeed by unity and of course, a few assassinations involved.
"Thank goodness for the rebellion huh ?" I stated to the furball on my lap. Min just yawned and went back to basking in the sun.
"Heh, you'd be cooped up in a tower filled with air conditioning and no sunlight without the rebellion you ignorant cat ."
But maybe that was why I adored him, nothing really bothers him much. Running my hands across his back, I relaxed and enjoyed the slow pace of the day or so I thought until my mom yelled and made Min jump out of my lap .
"KATE! Aunt Amy wants you to help out at some event again! She's on the phone now! "
Oh well,So much for some needed peace and quiet.
Sunday 8 June 2014
snowglobes
I have no idea why but I am very fascinated with snow globes. There's something about it.. I can't really put a finger to it but it really intrigues me. Its as if a story is trapped inside the globe and magic revolves around it. Bizarre thoughts huh? Though I have yet to own one (Hopefully I'll come across one that captures my interest someday) , I'm sure I'll get one soon.
Wouldn't it be a fine idea to make a snow globe for a special day or person? custom snow globe of course. Not to mention fairy tale snow globes (which I'd kill to own). There's actually nothing much to it if you think about it as a globe and some glitter. But if you change your paradigm, It's a magical world/tale trapped in a globe and there's an air of magic about it. cool eh? :)
I'd like to custom make one for events that mean a lot to me. Though there's no snow in Malaysia, Lets just all pretend that its fairy dust or something that reminiscence your past.
Wouldn't it be a fine idea to make a snow globe for a special day or person? custom snow globe of course. Not to mention fairy tale snow globes (which I'd kill to own). There's actually nothing much to it if you think about it as a globe and some glitter. But if you change your paradigm, It's a magical world/tale trapped in a globe and there's an air of magic about it. cool eh? :)
I'd like to custom make one for events that mean a lot to me. Though there's no snow in Malaysia, Lets just all pretend that its fairy dust or something that reminiscence your past.
Prologue: Only time
I was frustrated.
I thought sleeping would help but apparently falling asleep proved to be way more harder than it actually is. Maybe some fresh air and a run would help I guess, I grabbed my shoes and headed out for a much needed jog. Perhaps pretending that I'm running away from the problem would help. The air was fresh and roads were washed from the downpour earlier, this might be a good place to vent out my frustration and bottled up stress. Hell ,it'll be so much more awesome if it started raining right this minute, and just let the rain wash away my worries and my fears.
I thought sleeping would help but apparently falling asleep proved to be way more harder than it actually is. Maybe some fresh air and a run would help I guess, I grabbed my shoes and headed out for a much needed jog. Perhaps pretending that I'm running away from the problem would help. The air was fresh and roads were washed from the downpour earlier, this might be a good place to vent out my frustration and bottled up stress. Hell ,it'll be so much more awesome if it started raining right this minute, and just let the rain wash away my worries and my fears.
The run was going just fine until .. I slipped. I was like a penguin gliding on my stomach except for the fact that I was no penguin and my body wasn't build for gliding. Fortunately, I managed to somewhat break the fall halfway with my hands and knees else I'd be gliding down the wet street . Much to my relieve, I was spared from the glide. Blood was starting to seep through my knees . However, I wasn't really concerned about it. My limbs gave out and I rolled over and stared up at the trees with my back on the ground. My mind went blank. Did I pass out? No. I wish I did, for the next thing I did was something pathetic. Something so pathetic that I can never bring myself to do in front of anyone. I had an emotional breakdown.
They say the pain in the heart goes way beyond physical pain. Its true. The pain felt emotionally makes it feel as if the pain felt physically feels like nothing at all. But as I stared down at my bloody knees, The sudden realization that I have something I can actually cry about right this instant hit me. And it hit me hard indeed because in less than a second, all the pent up stress and dread leaked out of me in the form of tears and sobs. It was quite an intense emotional training session if I might say so myself. Perhaps for once, just this once I would allow myself to be vulnerable. To let down my guards and just plainly cry my heart out. After shedding blood and tears for quite a while now, I figured I'd better stop in case my eyes scream "I JUST CRIED" to anyone I set my gaze at. But something's wrong... I couldn't bring myself to stop crying. With my hand covering my face , I went on sobbing like a lost child until I felt something furry nudging my elbow ,begging for it's presence to be acknowledged.
As my hands uncovered my face, I felt my feline friend looked straight through my weary eyes and straight into my soul with those blue eyes of his. My sobbing came to an abrupt stop followed by a stream of strayed tears down my face. I slowly sat up and wiped away my tears.
"Min? What are you doing here?" I asked while gently petting his back. He managed to sit on my lap and just gazed up at me , seemingly asking the same question as well. I'm trying to hold in the tears but crap, why does my cat have to be so darn knowing? ugh...
"Kate is fine. really. See? I'm not crying anymore.Kate is perfectly fine."
My attempt to coo the cat to believe that I was perfectly okay was an utter failure with my hoarse voice and tear stained face. Min was a know-it-all that sometimes makes it feel like such a shame that he isn't in the interrogating department sometimes.
"Perhaps I ought to face the fact that I'd have to make the decision soon by now shouldn't I ? I'd have to face the elders sooner or later for that matter. I don't even know whether or not I should seal the contract with them but to hell with it for now eh ? " No reply came from Min but I swear he was urging me to go home and patch up my wounds and take the time to make the decision. Or maybe I was over thinking it. I don't know. But hell, The elders wouldn't have chosen me for the scarring ceremony if I were nuts now, or would they?
They say the pain in the heart goes way beyond physical pain. Its true. The pain felt emotionally makes it feel as if the pain felt physically feels like nothing at all. But as I stared down at my bloody knees, The sudden realization that I have something I can actually cry about right this instant hit me. And it hit me hard indeed because in less than a second, all the pent up stress and dread leaked out of me in the form of tears and sobs. It was quite an intense emotional training session if I might say so myself. Perhaps for once, just this once I would allow myself to be vulnerable. To let down my guards and just plainly cry my heart out. After shedding blood and tears for quite a while now, I figured I'd better stop in case my eyes scream "I JUST CRIED" to anyone I set my gaze at. But something's wrong... I couldn't bring myself to stop crying. With my hand covering my face , I went on sobbing like a lost child until I felt something furry nudging my elbow ,begging for it's presence to be acknowledged.
As my hands uncovered my face, I felt my feline friend looked straight through my weary eyes and straight into my soul with those blue eyes of his. My sobbing came to an abrupt stop followed by a stream of strayed tears down my face. I slowly sat up and wiped away my tears.
"Min? What are you doing here?" I asked while gently petting his back. He managed to sit on my lap and just gazed up at me , seemingly asking the same question as well. I'm trying to hold in the tears but crap, why does my cat have to be so darn knowing? ugh...
"Kate is fine. really. See? I'm not crying anymore.Kate is perfectly fine."
My attempt to coo the cat to believe that I was perfectly okay was an utter failure with my hoarse voice and tear stained face. Min was a know-it-all that sometimes makes it feel like such a shame that he isn't in the interrogating department sometimes.
"Perhaps I ought to face the fact that I'd have to make the decision soon by now shouldn't I ? I'd have to face the elders sooner or later for that matter. I don't even know whether or not I should seal the contract with them but to hell with it for now eh ? " No reply came from Min but I swear he was urging me to go home and patch up my wounds and take the time to make the decision. Or maybe I was over thinking it. I don't know. But hell, The elders wouldn't have chosen me for the scarring ceremony if I were nuts now, or would they?
Saturday 7 June 2014
Decisions..decisions.. decisions..
And just when I thought I found my dream career -- psychologist (I thought you're dream is to be a dentist?! no. That was just for the best of making everyone happy. So why psychologist? it's quite obvious really, just look at my blog posts.)
Anyways, I sorta gave up dentistry since .. first of all, it is so darn pricey. I don't think anyone is willing to pay for me =/ and of course I don't wanna burden anyone with it as well. like DUH. Next.. Dentists are gonna be oversupplied soon =/ I mean, EVERYONE is taking it. Yes, I AM INSECURE.
Which is why...
I told my sisters bout being a psychologist instead. They said no. No market. No job. No point.
GREATTTTT. well..
so what's the plan now?
Do STPM.(it's do or die anyway)
Get AWESOME GRADES.
Be an AWESOME STUDENT.
Get an AWESOME COURSE cuz I'M SO AWESOME I DESERVE IT.
Anyways, I sorta gave up dentistry since .. first of all, it is so darn pricey. I don't think anyone is willing to pay for me =/ and of course I don't wanna burden anyone with it as well. like DUH. Next.. Dentists are gonna be oversupplied soon =/ I mean, EVERYONE is taking it. Yes, I AM INSECURE.
Which is why...
I told my sisters bout being a psychologist instead. They said no. No market. No job. No point.
GREATTTTT. well..
so what's the plan now?
Do STPM.(it's do or die anyway)
Get AWESOME GRADES.
Be an AWESOME STUDENT.
Get an AWESOME COURSE cuz I'M SO AWESOME I DESERVE IT.
to be just an ordinary girl with no worries. easy? NO.
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