oh no, :3

shifting through in the frame by frame;

click the fotos below to see our motion. 

 setians on raya, <3

 setians with miss lan, <3

 setians with pn.fong, <3

setians with pn.ooi, <3

oh 2011,

hello mellow. 

2.44pm. i realize its been more than a year since my last post. this actually feels strange. i dont know why. i find it funny how i have been writing posts, but never quite have the time to publish them. it is ridiculous. so many things have changed in a year. people, school, habit, life, more people. i was held back by episodes of my life that i am finally done with. i was told if i didnt write something they would bitch slap me. i should get an award for that. a year ago i was a different person. a year ago my ground was so solid that i did not see it coming. i couldve sworn my life was at the top. and it wasnt a game i played. and i was so certain that, i fell off my feet. i was blinded by the light that came out of its eyes. and so i fall. fall into the unknown. my head fell, my feet was off the ground. for a long time i was broken. the closest thing i had to me was my feet. for the longest time, i was that person. he said dont ever lose yourself, be who you are. so i left. i got tired of the sight. sight that i was getting from where i was. that now i am bound. my head is finally off the ground. i was fed with laughter and smile and comfort that i lost the reason why i ever thought id lose myself. i didnt. today, im this person. 

3.20pm. i have learnt. that humans make choices. make mistakes. make desicions. they are made of that and what lies beneath it is an understanding. they can never run from it. he told me whatever makes you blind must make you strong. and with choices, i am only human. i have made mine. today, is a better day.

5.54pm. oh gamma, i am half way through the program. i was greeted with bienvenidos al infierno on my first day. and school has been really intense for me. but in a way i am glad. i have known new faces and i am grateful for that. but for all the loss along the way, friendship and people and memories. i must have jumped a track. because i wake up everyday knowing i have made my choice. some that i was not too proud of. but some were, worth it. i get to go out and smile at the skies above my head, and feel grateful for what i have. also, i took national dance last semester, which i keep telling everyone that they can stop screaming about it. which i also hated in the beginning, but loved it somehow. i had groupmates who made me die laughing and singing merdeka songs while practicing our dance routines in campus. funny how we never got to know each other since foundation. we went out after our final submission when everyone looked like they were high on crack. maybe it is just adrenaline. but i laughed hard enough it reminded me of the friends i had in seremban. i havent had so much joy in awhile. so today, i am grateful.

 classmate and myself.

 national dance group.

 

 me and siew yun.

6.12pm. this semester has been by far the worst of all, in terms of stress. pressure and anxiety would all sum up into being insomniac. but in a way, i am glad. i got through that. it seems like i was sucked into a black hole for as long as i can even remember. from all the people that i know i should have met. but i have not for awhile now. its strange how i go to class everyday and i never see them anywhere. i made a choice before the semester ended, to take the time to meet those whom i have not. and so i went out for dinner with some classmates. met a new friend. and met my orientation sweethearts a couple of times before the break. it was really nice to see them again, i was beyond happy. it felt like we havent changed a bit. but we have in little ways we dont notice. and for that, i am really grateful.

 ina and qistina.

 

 me, yana, ziana.

 

me and ziana. 

 my cyberpreneurship group.

7.34pm. cyberjaya, i was never really fond of you. you were just a routine that i had to go to and run away from. but lately, it has gotten better. i like how in the evenings, the neighbour behind my balcony starts playing piano. and sometimes, the saxophone. its breath taking really, how that constantly sweeps me off my feet. but maybe i am the only one. everyday i stand by my balcony and i look through those windows thinking id find out who was actually playing it. and i keep wondering. i had a friend who figured out who that person was later, so i wrote him a letter and left it in front of his door. it was a way for me to say how grateful i was, to have to hear him play everyday after i come back from school. he said its funny, that im fond of things like this. but i smile everyday when the music plays.

9.02pm. its funny how when i was 13, i only had one friend in school. but she left when i was 15. i went on MIRC later to chat with random people. that was the first time i knew a girl, from my own class who did not know i existed. who soon became my really close friend until today. we could talk hours about the world. but we still laugh at the thought of how we met whenever we think of it. i wouldnt even beg for things to have been different. and now, i have all these pictures taken of my friends but never quite have the time to post it up. i get nagged at over and over again and i keep apologizing for that. not too long ago, i have met my high school and primary school friends and teachers sometime ago and it was amazing. they have never made me feel less than a person. they are so full of love. i havent smiled so much, they almost never fail to do that. to put that smile on my face. regardless of the things they say. a day before my finals, i get to visit my teachers along the way. and they were still as lovable as ever. its amazing how they havent changed at all. the way they talk. the way they welcome us, i would fall in love with ACS all over again. my heart breaks everytime they reminisce moments in class. because my teachers, they remember it so well. and i remember it too, so clearly. those were the times i cried of laughter, of stomach pains, of foolishness and jubilance. and i still have that even today. somehow it seems like only yesterday i left school. somehow, id like to think of it that way. but it has been awhile. and my heart goes to you ACS, i have loved you from the start. and so today, i am grateful for that.

 

 setians and pn.fong<3

 

 setians and miss lan<3

 

 setians and pn.ooi<3

  

anna and myself.         me and xinyi.

10.44pm. i like going to places and order the same drinks and eat the same food every time. people find it absurd that i do that. like there isnt any other choice, but that was the choice i made. and they remember me for it. somehow i figured, everyone just knew what i wanted to eat without having to say anything. they think its rather funny, but i just smile when they do that. i get to go to that particular shop to eat every week with my family and i look at that stranger who works there and i look whenever he doesnt notice and one day he tells me he'd notice. whenever i dont come, he would notice. i smile at the thought of it. 

 me, shanaz, harith.

 brother, myself, mother.

 sister, myself, mother.

 me and harith.

 me y mi madre.

2.13am. sometimes i really dont know what to write about. sometimes, most of the time. for a person, i hardly ever look at peoples faces when i walk. sometimes, even when i talk. i get it, its rude. but i can be unsturdy. my eyes, they wonder around. but im trying. i was told i walked like a painted ghost with no background. that my friends had to scream out to me and i had to turn my head around that i heard a sound. and its a little crazy how a semester ago i just realize this stranger i sometimes bump into in school, looks at me so attentively. and often gives a kind smile to me whenever we cross paths, which i find it unusual. but when i come to think of it, i realize that i have seen this person since foundation. i have seen that same figure before. not too long ago, i thought about acknowledging. but later i realized i never saw that face again. i never quite put my thoughts to it. its silly because i dont know you. but in a way im glad, it was something i looked forward to whenever i walked in school. and somehow now, i missed it. well just maybe, someday.

"im an early morning, you were a goodnight."-jill andrews.

oh beta,

3.49pm. i have decided to post some fotografs of what appears to be what i have been doing for the past 7 months since my last post. it isnt really all of it, but roughly. i have come to know countless new faces and names and places this semester that brings joy and a very gay smile onto my really depressing face since last semester. it might take forever to list them down, but life has been pretty decent to me, for the first time in many years of my life.

5.51pm. and i am not really a "travels" person, but i have been out to places i have not been to like Sg Gabai, Pangkor, Gentings, and Batu Caves. i know this sounds pathetic, but its an achievement to even step my feet there. i guess it wasnt really the place that mattered to me, it was more of the chances i get to spend with my people. :3

11.04pm. theyd never be as significant as a friendship to me. i still stop and wonder once in awhile about how crazy the thought of getting to know a stranger that you see everyday in school, in a cafe, in a class. it never slipped my mind that i would eventually come to know these people. those nasty juniors that i come across so many times, everywhere, to only be able to walk passed them and not say a thing, because i am just another person, unknown. and now i know them, the happiest people i have met and seen in a year. or those classmates that i see in my class everyday and not be able to talk to because i am shy and scared and fear and now i know them, they are wonderful people. or those lecturers that give a different perception of who they are in my first few classes, they turn out to be the gay-est people, that are now part of my everyday. or those seniors that i come across, loud at the cafe while sipping a glass of ice tea, could only afford to stare at, and walk away. but now, i know them. and even, that one particular person at the other table that i see staring right at me while having lunch at a cafe. he looks and he stares and he smiles and he laughs and then he walks away. never slipped my thoughts, that i already know you by now. but this could all be a dream.

saiko.

cloud nine.

qing, myself, ziana.


ziana, myself, qing, aunty.

myself and farah.


rakesh and myself.


yellow mellow.


audrey, xinyi, myself.


tiger and me.


me and audrey.


us.


mandy, joyce, audrey, anna, myself.


xinyi, joyce, audrey, anna, myself.


anna, audrey, myself.


anna, audrey, myself.


my world.


children.


yong, qissu, myself, rakesh. myself, qissu, yong.


rakesh, myself, qissu, yong, fairuz.

1.19am. and for the many times i feel out of place, now i feel a little belong. but after all of these, i still left my heart back in seremban, that is where i honestly belong. here and now, i feel the need to say thank you and be grateful for the people that has come into my life, or have stayed. you have made a difference. ¡gracias por todo! you couldnt even beg to differ.

"and i hope you always stay the same,"-joey mcintyre.

oh tonight,

tomorrow is a different day. i dont know what brought me here. but today i feel so out of place. i feel and i fear of these unknowns. i like the things that seperates my mind from what is real in my world right now. but today i lie awake on my bed on this tiled floor. i stare at what is above me and i see traces of what was left behind. i look at the door that is infront of me. i feel it is about to slam right open any second but it doesnt. i write on this paper and i am running out of space. i run out of time. i run out of ink. i run out of feelings. i wake up on my bed and i look at the scars on my legs and i hate it. it is my inability of handling stress and what appears to be heat related. they grow just about everywhere on the surface of my skin. i drop my back against the bed and i shut my eyes for a moment to catch a breath. and i get up again and i realize i have moved on. i laugh and i scream and i smile and i run about and there are no traces of tears. not anymore. i dont hurt anymore. that is the point where i start to lie. i lied. you said it was my fault, of course it was mine.

today, i wake up, i realize nothings quite much the same anymore. i have not been that person i was a semester ago. i realize how fast so many things have changed. i changed, you changed, we all have changed. so much have changed in so little time, i never really have the time to stop and wonder why its all happening too quickly. i think of people who were once apart of what seem to be my world, they have now gone away. i listen to songs, they bring back memories of a time where it felt all too different to feel it today. i look at fotografs of us, i stare and i sit still and i cant believe we have grown too soon. i look in the mirror, i look at the person that is staring back at me, what i have become, i have changed. i look at the date today, i look at those faces, i know we all have changed. time rushes, so i lose track of days. how can i sit here and write these things and ask too much and feel of nothing. i feel too much, i figured that was one reason why this blog hasnt lived since. because i did not want to feel too much. and write things that do not make sense. i lose my senses. and i stop and i blame and i give excuses and i walk away. it is, very typical of me. but never quite like me today. so who am i to say this situation isnt great?

"before your too far gone, before nothing can be done,"-robert pattinson, let me sign.

oh black out, :3

i have missed alot of things. i have missed the people that i used to be with. the people that has touched my heart. i have missed the places that ive been to. places that memories are only the remains of it. i have missed the laughter and stomach aches and jaw pain that i get from giggling for far too long. i have missed the days i feel i had no worries at all. i have missed them memories i had not very long ago. i missed it alot. i missed it. i missed the feeling i felt when i looked into your eyes and it didnt fall in between the words we speak. i missed the presence i felt when i was happier that it didnt slipped by us. i missed the love i felt, that eventually went away. i missed the feeling of a good nights sleep, it isnt there anymore. for love, i left your side.

its not easy. not easy to realize the fact that my hand has changed color since. it is not easy to wake up from a black out when all the pain rushes to your head. its crazy how your blood circulates really quick that you havent got the time to figure out whats happened. and then it comes. it comes just as fast as the black out goes. the migraine and headache hits every nerve in my head i cant handle the pain i hold my head as tight and grip my hair with my fingers and the pain lingers around the edges of my almost gone mind fuck this motherfucking pain pain pain now watch me die. you dont understand.

i dream of myself gotten murdered but i didnt die. a few seconds ago, i wish i was dead.

oh rooftop,

6.03pm. there are times where i feel that the world is just right for me. and there are times where i feel that everything is against me. that is the time that i feel much of right now. right now, i sit and i write this because so much has been mistreated. lately. and if there was a place in the world where i can go to just of right now, it would be on a rooftop. a rooftop where i can go and climb up to, that is the place i would go right now. id lie on my back on the roof and face the sky as the clouds move along together with its wind. i let the breeze cover my figure and ease my hot tempered mind. i want to be on that cloud and raise my fingers up high till i can touch the sky above me. i want to be able to feel what its like to rise from a lower ground. it is just a dream.

6.22pm. my back is aching. it aches every time i sit to face my monitor, i am unhealthy. i want to fucking break my backbone. fuck. today, i submit my first assignment. i hate it. i dont get good comments. he gives an arrogant comment. i walk away from it. and my badass lady teacher hates us. another lady decides to be selfish and ignores us in every way. i hate this. i could give all the wrong reasons in the world to blame for what has become what it is now. but i dont do that. i can blame the environment, the people, the college but i know what a waste it would be for me to do that. so i deal with it.

7.26pm. i want a place where i can sit still and have my worries fly away. i want peace, where i could stay quiet and just stare out of my worries. i want people, who speak the language that i do and not judge with a blunt stare. i want teachers, who dont boss us around and treat us like we're fucking maggots like we havent got any feelings. i dont have any of that right now. i lose. i want to be at the astaka of acs and sit there. i like it there. i missed the feeling of sitting there looking and wonder, after a long day of school. it is, very typical of me. but brings joy to me in a lot of ways and the people i am with breathe the air that i breathe. i have not forgotten that feeling. and i strongly miss it in mi corazon.

"hear your voice, knew right away, if you were here, your eyes would say,"-rachael yamagata,sunday afternoon.

oh colors,

12.16am. this feels weird. i dont know. alot of what i am feeling right now feels weird. i feel its me. it is just me. i am lying if i say i dont feel anything. i feel it. i feel it strong inside. i cant live like this forever. nothing now feels right. i see my friend and i hear her talk and shes not happy. i feel it. i talk to another friend and he tells me hes happy, hes lying. i can feel it. we are all broken.

12.29am. i chat and i listen to songs that fits my purpose of hearing it now. i wear a colorful shirt of pink and white and gray and i take a picture. i dont always own colors like this. i put it up on my display so everyone sees it. my friend tells me it looks nice, and be colourful. i tell him, im not particularly a "colorful" person. he tells me he knows and that its a good change. i tell him i dont like changes and i like everything in my life to stay the same, thats a lie, life is lying. i missed him.

12.55am. i look at the date today, the clock is ticking, and i will be leaving in five days. i feel annoyed, i feel sad, i feel worthless, i feel depressed. i feel alot has happened and we never thought it would and we dont like it. i listen to my friend. she tells me stories and how it tears her up inside to know the truth, she feels hollow, she feels like dying. as she talks, i stare blindly off the screen and my mind wonders off else where.

1.43am. i dont know this. i dont know that. i dont know anything. i have so much to say and yet i dont know how to. this sucks. i hate the holidays. it sucks so much. i want to be out, be happy but im not. i have too much shit going on in my head that i dont say a word anymore. i am silent. i dont speak. i worry. there are so many things going wrong, getting wrong, at the wrong places, the wrong time. this is weird, i feel weird D:

"but i will remember you, will you remember me?"-sarah mclachlan.
"it only hurts when im breathing,"-shania twain.

oh no,

12.44am. i feel bored. everyone is sleeping. this sucks. this semester break sucks like a piece of crap. i hate that the connection has been a dick eversince i got back to seremban. it is equal to the quality of your shit i am not lying. i cannot stand this. everyone is asleep and i am awake and still here, still writing. i am imagining how great it would be to go on a holiday with the right people instead of being this boring person in front of the pc everyday. but i dont have that. fuck.

1.13am. i cannot believe this. i have just witnessed one of the lame-est movies made in history, The Rocker. it is stupid, theyre jokes are lame and their faces are too and it pisses me off when they try so hard to make things funny when its not. and what worsens things is that Teddy Geiger is acting and he stinks at it. it depresses me to see his face there emotionless and gay; i am depressed.

1.35am. oh lord, i feel the bored-est i can be. i tried playing games but that didnt work since all i ever get is lagging and i keep dying and its like shit. and then i tried watching a movie, which turns out to be a huge ass mistake. and i tried chatting, but HOLY(*@^#!(*&@#*(&!@(#&! the only person im chatting with right now, has a trouble communicating because the god damn messages arent getting through. the connection sucks like a cave. and it makes me want to shit in my pants. fuck. i am getting out of this misery and i am going to cook myself some hotdogs and eat them and be useful.

"youll never know the way it tears me up inside to see you,"-simple plan,saveyou.

oh green,

12.15am. i sit and i get bored of what i am doing. i am finally home. finally back to the place where i long to be. back to the place where i belong. i miss this place. everything feels the same here. it is the same. college feels different. different in a lot of ways. and i have officially left that place. for now that is. i sit and i stare at one corner of the room and i get up and i leave.

2.01am. i get back and i see messages from people. they are asleep. i watch Greys Anatomy with my sister. it is beautiful. it is sad. it is powerful. that episode captures my heart. i like it. i watch a movie called The Brave One the night before. it moves me. it captures me in. it touches me in everyway. it is sad in alot of ways and i like it. it makes you wonder how true these things are. these things that happen to people. at the end of the day, we are never the same person anymore. we are different, we are no longer the person who we thought we are. we are just like strangers all over again.

2.30am. i am glad that this semester ended fast. at least, for me. i walk out early after my final paper which was on thursday. it starts at 9am and i leave at 10am. i walk out with my head held high, this is finally over. i leave and i go around putrajaya with my friends. it is fun, has always been for me. i like how the world used to be green, and in some parts of cyberjaya, it is still green. it is beautiful. i like how peaceful it gets living there. it is brilliant. i want to lie down on its grass and look up to the sky on a cloudy windy evening and say i am grateful for this moment. i am grateful, my eyes they start to wonder around this beautiful green place with lakes that have lilies and more water plants, they are beautiful. i want to capture a picture of this moment and show this to you but i dont have it. it only stays in my head and i smile at the serenity of it. and i tell myself that i like it. i like it alot. thank you to my mates back in mmu, i finally breathe together with you. although we are all different in alot of ways. my love to all of you mainly qistina, fatin, ina, daniel, ziana, zared, yana, fatin, david, yy. <3

putrajaya.

david.

ziana, yana, myself.

4.06pm. i am finally posting up pictures during christmas. i love how we spend the whole day together. i love all the singing and carolling and laughing and eating games. personally, the amount of time spent together and the people who were there, are just perfect. acs lot : anna, xinyi, mandy, mei chern, ah fu, yee han, amelia, yi ru, charmaine, mui kim, vincent, tuckie, michael, avindran, sanjiven, jim, vewan, suren. <3

me, vincent, mandy, xinyi, meichern.

myself and anna.

us.

anna and myself.

xinyi, myself, anna, sanjiven.

myself and tuckie<3

myself and tuckie<3

5.31pm. im off to play dofus. oh yes, i have started all over again for a month. toodles.

FOR THE LOVE OF NATUREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!