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The Last Sentence

The below is a weird story I wrote:

Just the other day, I finished a book that I thoroughly enjoyed. I shall not tell you about what happened in the book but I shall tell you about what happened when I was about to read the final sentence in that book. So I had just finished the rest of the book and was feeling very happy as the book was rather big. Actually, it was about 25.2 centimeters across each side. It was a square book you see. Right, I have to get back to what happened. Just as I was about to read the last sentence, my neighbour’s cat leapt in through the window and landed right on top of my book. Of course I could not read the final sentence then as he was a rather fluffy cat. He was a Persian if I’m not mistaken. Quite ugly if you ask me. Anyhow, I pleaded with Sir Thomas, the headstrong feline to get off my book but he did not want to as he enjoyed sitting on books. I knew then that the only way I could get rid of him is by dangling a combination of bizarre things over his fluffy head.

And so, I went on my quest to get my hands on that which would shoo Sir Thomas away. First off, I had to find two blades of red grass. Now that was very difficult to find. I decided that I would pluck two blades of green grass and paint it red. That was relatively easy only my fingers were a lovely shade of red after that. Well red is a cute colour. Next, I had to find a malicious worm. A total oxymoron if you ask me. As it was somehow impossible to turn a pathetic worm malicious, I decided to draw one. It still is a malicious worm. Now that that was settled, I moved on to the next and final bizarre item which was a miniature cabbage man with a big smiley. Obviously I had to make that as miniature cabbage men do not grow from the ground the way ordinary cabbages do. Now, that was a trying job and took me nearly one full hour to complete him. It looked so scary that even Christopher Columbus would have screamed himself silly. Sir Thomas would most definitely be afraid of it.

Now that I had the bizarre items combined to produce a most powerful weapon against Sir Thomas and his furry butt’s indentations on my lovely book, all I had to do was to locate them. Yes, they went missing from the spot where I left them. Well, I had to go searching for them. So in order to keep my weapon save, I stored them neatly in an adorable little pouch I stole from my not-so-adorable sibling. And then, I went round the house shouting Sir Thomas’ name. Then I stopped dead in my tracks as I realised my stupidity. Sir Thomas could not have possibly have carried the book away. He was a cat for goodness sake! And cats absolutely abhor carry books around. That was when I heard a gentle mew from under the table where I left my book with the cat on it. So they were there after all. I had no idea how they got there. Ignoring that slight glitch, I produced my lethal weapon. Sure enough, Sir Thomas dropped his head, gave a little mew and ran out of my house. Good riddance, Sir Thomas!

I celebrated my victory against the enemy by doing a little dance with the cabbage man. Yet again I realised my stupidity. I should have turned on some music! So, I switched on my little music player and danced with Mr. Cabbage Man a whole lot livelier. Okay, back to the final sentence. When my eyes went to the aforesaid sentence, I could not read a thing as it was covered with the remnants of Sir Thomas’ breakfast! Which was cheese cake by the way. What a pampered cat! I grabbed an old towel lying nearby and dabbed at the smudge of cheese cake in hopes of removing it. However, being the ever clumsy me, I only managed to destroy it even more. My lovely book was stained! I silently cursed Sir Thomas. Oh that he may encounter a whole troop of cabbage men! I sat cross-legged on the floor, deep in thought. A tiny bell rang in my head and I ran up to the bathroom, grabbed a damp sponge and proceeded in sponging off the cheesy mess. I watched my hands at work as each tiny bit of cheese cake disappeared without leaving a hole in the page. What joy!

Just as I was settling into my favourite seat with the book, the doorbell started ringing. Oh the mount of things one has to do to finish a book. I got out of my seat reluctantly and opened the door only to see an old grandmother wearing a tutu! Of all the things in the world! I nearly fainted as the sight was supremely amazing. She looked ravishing, far better than any ballerina. She dropped a brown box into my house and left just like that. I was too shocked to react immediately and only after a full minute was I able to stoop down to retrieve he box. I peered inside and found a most adorable black kitten staring back at me through its lovely blue eyes. The poor thing must have been hurt or at least shaken by its drop. Just as well. Now I had a little reading companion with me. I returned to my seat with the kitty, grateful that I could finish my book. I read that last sentence uninterrupted; “And they all lived happily ever after”. I should have known.

Bizarre (if you actually read the whole of it) and long and pointless. So sue me!!! Heh.

That Night

Bizarre

I still feel a little sad.

All I can say is that if u really want to serve God, nothing can stand in your way...

I want to hug my pals cause I love them so...
:) <3

Three Teenage Weddings

Yes, I've learned about 3 teenage weddings among the 5th formers in my school.

The first and most dignified wedding is that of an 18-year-old to a 34-year-old will happen next year). Apparently, it is something like an arranged marriage brought on by her father. All I can say is poor girl. Even now, she doesn't attend school regularly and she was seen working as a cashier by a classmate. According to a friend, her husband-to-be is a caring man who will probably take good care of her and her family. Poor girl might actually have a future with such a man.

The second wedding is that of a 17-year-old female to another female. They are both bumiputeras with nice names which I will not reveal here. Apparently the parents of the 18-year-old consented to their same-sex marriage (what is wrong with them?!?) and even brought the couple back to their kampung. The girl wears her wedding ring to school and their marriage certificate was signed by another two unstraight people.

The third wedding is due to happen next week and is of the same nature as the previous. I don't know if their parents know about their marriage. This couple is of the bumiputera origin as well.

Now you understand why I said the first was the most dignified.

Quoting a friend: This is so against the laws of God!
Another quote: God made Eve and Adam not Eve and another madam.

Random Pic

This is a random pic of the place that gives you the yummiest Indian mee goreng @ Bangkok Lane.


I see it everyday on the way back home but haven't eaten it n so (very) long. I am slightly sorry that this picture is highly unspecific.


Totally unrelated phrase: God I love you!! <3

Random~

It's about time for me to post another entry in my abandoned blog. The only problem is that do not know what to blog about.

Right now, I'm drinking unsweetened organic chamomile tea which is apparently helps in relaxation and it's also supposed to reduce eye puffiness/eye bags from a lack of sleep or from whatever reason. Uh-huh. I remembered it to taste really disgusting, in fact the first time I tasted it, I couldn't finish the whole cup. But really it doesn't taste half that bad. I should not go on about chamomile. It'll probably bore you to sleep.

Ahhh I just finished my tea. Ok actually, it kinda sucked. Oh well.

Feeling slightly confused in that which takes me over.

Sunday

I can't seem to upload pictures of me and my prom. Till the next time I guess...






10 birthday gifts I would so absolutely love:

1. A really nice flea market in Penang. Not the lorong kulit one mind you. Places overseas there are flea markets that actually sell antiques, odds and ends for cheap prices. That's what I like.

2. Clothes! LOL. Tell me, which girl does not want clothes and the likes?

3. Something that can make my bass produce some sound. Bass amp or whatever. Aiyokz, I suck at this. I need to restring once that happens. Aiyokz!

4. The capability/ability/opportunity/etc. to print my own tee shirts, make bags, soft toys, paint shoes, etc. and sell them for money! Oh, how I like to dream about it. It shall happen someday!

5. Sewing classes. I wanna learn to make clothes. I design them but I can't make them. This is fun (according to me).

6. An art supplies store that can supply me anything I need from polymer clay to whatever fabric I need (wait, that would be fabric supplies store). Practically anything!


7. Trips to wherever I want to go. Places in Europe are on top of my list.

8. Nice, expensive, awesome-working, super-sharp digicam. Preferably Canon.

9. Music phone (sniff!). Be grateful you fornunat fortunate people out there. But I'm not complaining.

10. A driver to drive me around! For another year or so (obviously this is not going to happen so I shall have to rely on the driving skills of my pals).

The list above is so absurd that none of them is possible to be granted to me. Well hey, I enjoy absurdities and I shall continue to dream if it's not going to kill me.


p.s. Kwan Ann was the first to wish me "Happy Birthday" all the way from NZ! Aww...


Quote: If you can dream and not make dream your master...