Transience

It's funny how my free time can disappear in front of the monitor. It's a bit like strong medicine, if you know what I mean. An ecstacy yet to be remedied. A prison of the mind.

Okay, that's it! I surrender! The new blogger is too tempting! I love it too much.. here's my newest poem.. Lemonade Sweet and tarty little you, a pleasure to have on occasions Simple and naive in many ways a personal favourite on sunny days Cheer me up when I'm down a pleasant obsession Crazy and wild at times apple in my eye, always in my mind I dedicate this to my best pal :)

Aaarrrgghhh!!! Why do I distract myself so much?? You Are 44% Nerdy You may be a bit surprised with this score, but your more of a closet nerd than an actual nerd. Stop denying your inner nerd! You're truly dorkier than you think. How Nerdy Are You? Just something I did out of boredom. WARNING: These things are addictive!

My English lessons have gotten out of hand. Writing a journal?? Seriously! Never in my life have I kept a diary! It's silly, you know! Most girls keep a diary and all they ever write in it are soppy stories about their pathetic brief encounters and 'heart-stopping glances' with their crushes (oh, puh-lease, people! Get real!) + bitchy comments about other girls... I should know, you know.. It's in the nature of us girls to do so. I don't bother to keep a diary because I don't think I'm good at hiding it, my parents tend to find it anyway. No use in that! I am more comfortable wearing my heart on my sleeve, expressing myself in my writing, if not verbally. Actions speak louder than words!

Me and my H arry P otter books.. what am I to comment? I used to like reading Harry Potter some time ago. (Then again, do I even read these days?) I love Hermione. She's my favourite Miss-Know-It-All, next to Mr. Prodigy Artemis. However, I find the sixth instalment quite a drag to read. Normally, I would dig in to HP books as soon as they arrive on the shelves. It began with the Order Of The Phoenix. Too much blab and Sirious dies, that sucks...but Dumbledore dead, that's a bit of a relief. What's the big deal taking a big risk like that? That old wizard appears to be too cocky and confident for his own good. I like the part where Snape killed him. That'll teach him a lesson to not put too much trust on a malicious character. (take it from Harry, Snape was never his favourite.) Sadly for the Half-Blood Prince, I read it two years after it was published. I borrowed it from a friend, although 've already got a copy at home. I bought it when it was first published,...

Tomorrow..tomorrow..and tomorrow.. creeps in this petty pace from day to day... reminiscing the good old days bring so much memories. Some pleasant yet some just bring me to tears. *sob,sob* Life is only for a short while, as Macbeth says. I totally agree to that. It feels like a dream. Almost ethereal. A strange reality. Something mysterious and full of secret meanings. It's been along time since I've updated my blog. I haven't written any poems lately, I'm kinda busy with school. This sucks because all the teachers seem to put a lot of pressure on my batch. By the looks of the current situation, my batch will have to prove themselves worthy of being the better batch than the previous ones. Still on the minus side, I'm stuck in a world of terrible English. I do not know exactly how to improve. gee, I can't wait for the holidays. I've already started counting the days! I miss my computer!! (Just so you know, I'm at a cyber cafe in KB right now.) Toodles...

Faris..oh Faris... Thou stand as majestic as a palace in the New Castle district of the beautiful state of Cik Siti Wan Kembang Ever so beckoning yet so cold and heartless a prison for many a sanctuary for some Whatever you are you are still Faris Petra and I am so not missing you! :-p

Hmm.. what am I to say? Well, in a few more days, I'll be back to school. Then, it's bubbye T.V., bubbye computer.... the like... Perhaps I'll have to go dormant again. Those are just the small things that I have to deal with. The big thing is life itself! Surpass your greatest expectations, outbest your previous achievements. Chow :-)

Cold and brittle were my bones As I lay there all alone Worn by weather and worries As I grew old with misery On the Inside I was Confined to my own mind Shackled by fear and memories held so dear On the Inside with my imagination I was shielded from the harsh dimension and cruel realities that tears me assunder Note: okay, I have to admit, it's not my best creation though. I felt moody and this poem may not have a postive edge to start a new year.

Dear Santa, I'm not really writing this note to you (am I?). I'm just waiting an eternity to get the newest instalment of the Artemis Fowl series. The only reason why I haven't bought it yet is because I'm waiting for the price to drop lower so that I wouldn't have to spend a lot of money to get it. I'm wondering why exactly that you are being so charitable There are perhaps a whole bunch of people out there who are so filthy rich, while some are just plain ol' cheapskates like me. (sigh) All in all, some people do get lucky in this material world and some are just less fortunate. Thanks for taking your time to read this whimsical letter from a delusional idiot. Lots of candy canes from, Sam Sylvester

Have you noticed that some people are actually willing to be manipulated like a puppet on a string? It's funny sometimes that just because you want to fit-in in a social clique, you actually have to follow every silly whim of a certain person so that you can belong in their group. Dress codes, unwritten rules..puh-lease! Is that what our modern world needs? Traditions and conservative cultures? Abiding to the laws of the normal crowd? Teen tribes are so last century. The world can actually be a better place without it, but then, there won't be any fun in destroying the queen bee of the school, wouldn't there? It's the ways of our lives, the certain ties that bind us. Hahaa, a post which is actually sticking to the subject. I always tend to drift off somewhere when I post something on my blog and I never really stay on topic for long. (Hmm.. that sounds 'distracted' to me) I'm still trying to cope with teenhood. Dealing with potty-training when I was a wee la...

This is a story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world Why is it that I'm always 'borrowing' excerpts from the lyrics of my favourite songs nowadays? It's just so weird that I'm so caught up with MTV to the extent that my whole life is suddenly becoming a huge musical now. Almost every song I ever heard on radio is becoming my theme song. Worst of all, I sing it every chance I got. As if my wonderful vocals could make the cut for Malaysian Idol, or something. Maybe if I tried my luck at AF, I'd probably get it. The only reason I won't be able to advance is because of the beauty factor. Come on, don't expect me to look like Erra Fazira now, won't you? Seriously, I think the contents of AF is just a whole bunch of popularity selling gimmicks. The artistes which actually came from from AF are not that vocally talented. Yet, I can't exactly fathom what the craze was all about. Yeah, I know AF ended centuries ago and this is kind of o...

Summer has come and past (not exactly, it's summer all year round in Malaysia!), the holidays were gone so fast, wake me up when December ends... One more week until New Year! Some people are just so psyched up about the New Year. Yeah, coz you got all the new year resolutions and stuff, and the New Year party..well, some people do celebrate, but I probably won't. Basically, 2007 is just another chapter in my life. 2006 is slowly coming to an end. Another year, another memory. Subconsciously, I think I'm falling in another one of my nostalgic moods. Reminiscing the good old days- what good old days?! Seriously, I'm not that old? Next year I'll be fifteen. (Soo old!) If I were to summarize 2006 in a single word, it'd be totally challenging. (actually, that's two words) Honestly, you'd consider putting up with the silly whims of certain people a kind of challenge, you know. I've had my share of experience with weirdos who think I'm a weirdo. Isn...

It's that time of the year again for............. END OF THE YEAR TERM SCHOOL HOLIDAYS!! For all those Christians out there, Christmas is just around the corner. And for my fellow Muslims, its Raya Haji. Seemingly so, Malaysia sure has a lot of festivities going on in a year due to the diversity of its culture amongst its inhabitants. Aren't I lucky? There are so many holidays here in Malaysia and I find it the only thing that I am ever thankful for. Truth be told, Malaysia is one of the most laid-back counries in the world. (No wonder Mahathir tried to open our eyes to the fact that most Malays are quite lazy. I should know, I'm one of them.) Not to say that there aren't any Malays who work hard for a living, it's just that the Chinese have often made more progress economically. This discrimination has often caused racism uproars in our society. Let's just hope that things do get better in the future. All in all, I'm just hoping that next year won't be ...

Hi, I'm Samuel John Sylvester, but you can call me Sam. I'm twelve, going on thirteen, and I live in Kestrel City. At first, I live in Egdemont, but after my parents divorced, my mum decided to move. Talk about starting over with a new slate! Now I'm the new kid at Kestrel City Junior Highschool. Nobody knows me here. They don't even know my name well enough to know my little secret-I'm psychic! I bet you're thinking that I'm just your typical nutcase who thinks that he can read minds and hallucinate about seeing ghosts nand spectres...you know what? I guess you're right, but sometimes the things that happen at school are so inexplicable that you'll swear that you'll never ever be sane again. Sometimes, it's a matter of belief. I used to be a sceptic myself, but unless I was suffering from an incurable psychological disorder, I had to live with the fact that not all things in life is what they seem. Who'd ever expected that a new planet w...

Kau Perwiraku Kemarilah datang ke pangkuan kasihku Kunantikan berlabuhnya bahtera kembaramu di persada impianku Campakkanlah gundah dari kalbuku Dan isikanlah ia dengan sinar bahagiamu Kau Perwiraku Bawalah daku merentasi gelora derita samudera duka bersamamu Agarku tabah mengharunginya dengan bimbingan juangmu Perwiraku..

Yeah-yeah! I finally finished the Bartimaeus Trilogy! The third book, Ptolemy's Gate was quite a blast, but it started quite slowly at first. Then, the build-up was quite good and it left me breathless as the panicky situation was unravelled at a fast pace. It was also more emotional compared to the previous volumes which makes it an intriguing read as it explores the relationship between a master and his slave. There are a lot of loooong conversations too. What makes it an entertaining read is actually because of Bartimaeus's personality ( oh ya, he's a djinn, by the way). One warning: you've gotta have a lot of patience reading this book..I skipped a few parts to get to the good ones.. ;-p I don't know what else to blog about, but I'm just back from an exasperating golf game and I'll be retiring in front of the T.V. ....leaving my schoolwork abandoned.....heheheheh......

It's that time again for KOT[Kejohanan Olahraga Tahunan @ Faris Petra_PC]. It was my first ever as I came late, unfortunately, I missed it all as I went for Public Speaking competition in Kemumin. I came in second in the Kubang Kerian Zone.. Back to KOT, my house, Rahman, came in first, second, Hussein and third Mahathir with their Halloween decoration theme. Trick or treat! Razak's decor theme, the 1970's..Hussein, cowboys..and Rahman, stone age. Mahatir's beautiful display tent wow-ed the crowds. Too bad I didn't get to peep to see how bewitching it was.. Currently, I'm working on my newest project, a graphic novel entitiled 'Cursed'. Well, I guess that it must've been a real curse as I've never finished it-ever! I've rewritten it several times in the past and never got around with satisfying results..*sigh*.. I keep telling myself.."aahh..next timelah.." Hmm..it must've been the M.A.L.A.S. Syndrome after all..I'd better f...

Kau membelenggui fikiranku.. Kau mengaburi pandangan mataku Pandai kau mengelak, pandai pula kau ghaib Adakah kau fikir keupayaanmu itu ajaib? Hentikanlah buruanmu itu, Agarku lena memejamkan mata Tenang dihanyut mimpi indah Tanpa rasa resah dan gelisah Usahlah engkau mengejarku lagi Aku tidak akan jatuh ke tanganmu Tidak mungkin, dan tidak sesekali.. Diriku milikku sendiri Tiada siapa yang punya Kerana prinsipku..'aku punya suka'

Today.. My expression is of no particular mood As I live my life talking to walls in solitude I can see that Iam deprived of any connection To the world beyond these walls..spinning in utter confusion Screams and wails Aaah!..so loud and deafening I may not feel the breeze nor the gail But I do surely fear the glass walls shattering From this bombastic pandemonium Constantly occuring outside my aquarium Humans, rushing here and there Shouting and yelling everywhere.. Such chaos outside these walls Yet these waters remained undisturbed As calm as ever Here I am as always.. Blankly staring into space Spending the rest of my life as a fish in a fish tank... -Anne Kay(NK..that's me)- A good inspiration only comes once in a while and this is one of it. Har, har..Guess when I thought of it?..