Missing people.

missing people.

i don't mean to mislead you by saying that the

missing people = kidnap victims.

what i meant to convey was this:

i. am. missing. people whom i have come across.

from your smiles, to meaningless jokes, weird talks, sporadic paranoia, quarrels over who's going to get the next round of teh tarik, the term purple juice, being teased about my not-so-clear sexual orientation, generous donations of food from quite a few of you, finding my other perfect fit of a family...

and the list goes on.

i want to say that i'll remember all of you.

however, i would be telling a lie.

i forget many information, what i did when i was a child,

my primary and secondary school friends' names, likings;

what i remember:

the joy and happiness of having met you.

the perplexity of having to mix around with people.

the random frights i had due to cat attacks.

the grateful feeling when i was fed by you.

the frustrated, deep in my heart, i want to stab you urge because of something irritable.

the hungriness of the dark lazy nights.

in short, i remember emotions.

I, thank you, for all the wonderful emotions/memories. :3

phy p5.

16.11.11. wednesday.

screwed up my question two.

every single time sir passed by my desk,

he waved his head.

NO!NO!NO!

at first it was my calculations.

then it was my graph. because half of my uncertainties were wrong.

and then....

it was the restriction of time.

FASTER!FASTER!FASTER!

saya ibarat bangkai haiwan

yang sedang terapung-apung

di lautan yang luas.

digaring matahari.

dibaham burung gagak.

i know its grammatically wrong, but yeah.... >.<"

A random chat.

15.11.11. at around 2p.m.

Before my mandarin essay part exam.

Visited the loo as usual.

however, there was the 'cleaning in progress' board.

so i waited outside the toilet, and asked the auntie

whether i could use the toilet.

she saw my spotless sandals and said:

why not, your shoes very clean mah.

some people ah, they come in with dirty shoes,

then my boss will scold me

because he will think that i didn't do my work.

This place ah, one other auntie cleans.

a 50 year-old auntie. but she has problems.

i, even though i'm 55 years old, am still very healthy.

because i eat traditional food.

same like my mother and sister.

'' food for healthiness, healthiness for food. ''

she's a singaporean citizen who married a malaysian,

when she was 21 years old. she has a 36-year-old son

and a 14-year-old granddaughter.

according to her, people should get married early

so that the latter part of their lives would be,

less burdensome.

most of her sisters are married to indians. from india ah.

she's in charge of her cleaning team over here,

and greets her people with a smile.

(so that there are less mistakes made by them)

others to her: wah, wajah berseri hari ini! :)

she says that if she has a problem,

she solves it that day itself,

and that's the secret to her happiness.

some time later, i told her that i had to leave.

my exam was starting soon.

she told me to eat lots of bendi= ladies finger,

and pray to krishna? o.0?

i was like: auntie, shouldn't it be saraswathy ah? XD

after my exam, i went to get some food from the canteen.

guess what?

i actually listened to her, and got myself some bendi. haha.

mistaken for shaLINI.

yesterday. approximately 12.40 p.m. inti.

was rushing to be quarantined. walking on the pavement.

then suddenly, there was a shout: SHALENEE!

and so, i turned. to find: no one.

i continued rushing. woosh woosh.

there was this shuffling of footsteps, and then appeared this fellow:

did any of your relatives come to see you last thursday?

i was perplexed. did anybody drop by my place last week?

or any other weeks? o.0?

that fellow: because i just came to know that i have a cousin, named shaLINI, doing a-levels here.

then, it hit me.

me: oh, there's another SHALINI.

thin, specks, long straight hair...

... ... ... ... =.=" ... ... ... ...

i now have the fear of people coming up to me

and telling me that they're my relative.

lord knows that i have a whole bunch of them

that i find hard to keep track of.

and i know, that some of them, i don't know.

how scary is that?!

is your name shalenee?

well, i have a relative by that name. =.="

there are too many shalinis' around. its confusing.

aja-aja fighting!

every single time i turn on my laptop,

there's this inner struggle within me...

that turns vicious after a few hours. minutes even.

To let it be, or not to let it be...

at this desperate hour, my fight begins yet again.

and hopefully, aikks, there's no space for hopefulness,

self-motivation! get to work!

i demand you, yes you,

to obey my orders!!! specifically mine and none other.

-0-

tomorrow's my statistics exam.

anxious to do well since my maths went awry.

Written in the stars or not,

I will do it. *0*

and what do i post about again?

the same thing that's been stagnant for about a month in my life.

EXAMINATIONS. =.="