The pretender

Leave quite an impression due to last entry, unfortunately, it was just a dream, always are in this author's life. If it is not another dream in a making, it will be just another dull, ordinary day. Sorry to disappoint some people out there... This past few weeks, been keeping in touch with old friends, ex-schoolmates, etc, you know, due to holidays, visiting, bla bla bla. One sentence keep popping up that make me sick, "Love will come when you least expected... it will, you just hang in there" or something like that. Yeah, I'm hanging allright, but, aren't we supposed to also work for it? And just when you thought you had it, it will somehow manage to hurt you in a most unjust possible way. Yeah.. I have to stop looking and wondering and analyse everything. This is not a mission!

God! all this anger, and hatred, it's toxic! It made me weak, and lost...

What else should I pretend to be? Till when I should find a name that suits me well?

On another horizon:
Hurdlers' victory bring cheers to SEA gamesHurdlers Mohd Robani Hassan and Moh Siew Wei brought in the cheers on a gloomy day for Malaysia in Manila by sweeping to victory in the men's 110m and women's 100m hurdles event respectively.

And that has awarded us with 38 gold in the medals tally at second place behind Philipines.
Suddenly made me proud to be Malaysian. Wish I was one of the athletes... erk?!!!

Nice Weekend indeed...

Yeah, he did... he came to visit last weekend, what a short stop well spent, you know he being busy and on tour soon and all, might as well have a quick stop and spent some time with me. It was so darn fun, we watched the recorded of Rock Star:INXS and reminiscing his memories during the whole INSX frontman audition process. He's definitely deserved to win and I am proud to be known as one of his buddies. We went to the extreme, I coloured my hair blonde, you know, us being crazy and all... I missed him already. Thank God I have this picture to commemorate last weekend that could be the last one before he even made it here again (if he ever could). Love ya JD!

Writing for A Cause

Been looking for part time job all over the internet throughout the week. Looking specifically for any writing job I can contribute to. There is one reply, with the need for a resume (duh!!), I held back. Not that I hate the thought of submitting the CV, but the fact that I don't have anything certified as a known writer or at least a published material are... sad. All that I can offer is... passion. There's always the urge of actually attending one of those courses where you can get a certificate or something, but there is always the never-ending monetary issue. Some people might not understand how such issue can hold some dream back... well, it does. But there is no excuse now, I've got to do something, and to prove I can write out of passion is a commitment i must do and pursue.

writing away...

Changing Lanes

Enjoying this sitting down behind the boring workspace, deep in my own world, doing my own things and keep up with the needs of others. The idea of keep things to myself is working just fine, hope it lasted for the rest of my life. People asked, and you answered, exchanging smiles with genuine display, give out help whenever necessaary. Even changed the name to Felicity in some friend circle internet thing. Am I really happy after these changes? One thing for sure, I do not feel sorry for myself anymore...

everything happened for a reason, everything happened for a reason.

Post-raya...

Here we go again, back to tedious and intimidating place called the workplace... hush!! I shouldn't said that! I earn my living in there for God sake!!! and... back to being the driver for my beloved sister. Back to face all the bills need to pay, all the responsibilites on my shoulder. Am I complaining? far from it... I just need to let it out, to let the world know, Life is just another routine you'll face despite you took a break or not. At least, that's what I thought.

Back to work ya' all...

some lyrics worth the meaning... Good is good by Sheryl Crow

Good is good and bad is bad You don’t know which one you had
She put your books out on the sidewalk Now they’re blowing ‘round
They won’t help you when you’re down
Love’s on your list of things to do To bring your good luck back to you
And if you think that everything’s unfair
Would you care if you’re the last one standing there
And everytime you hear the rolling thunder You turn around before the lightening strikes
And does it ever make you stop and wonder If all your good times pass you by
I don’t hold no mystery But I can show you how to turn the key
Cause all I know is where I started
So downhearted
And that’s not where you want to
When the day is done And the world is sleeping
And the moon is on its way to shine
When your friends are gone You thought were so worth keeping
You feel you don’t belong
And you don’t know why