Little Daisy was always fascinated with stories that her grandmother told her. She comes from a Chinese family and like almost every other little girl, we were fascinated once by our own culture before submitting to puberty. Her grandmother would tell her stories about old China and how the emperors conquered the country. She would also tell her tales about their family venture from China to Malaysia. But this isn't the tale that I am about to tell you about Little Daisy Chin.
It was a dark and stormy night that woke Little Daisy Chin from her slumber. The thunder boomed loudly as the monsoon wind blew fiercely. Little Daisy shaken to her core started bursting into tears. Her parents were out for the night for a company function so she was left to the care of her grandmother. Her grandmother, old as she was, came running with the senior citizen speed she owns.
"What is the matter?" she asked.
"It's so scary outside. So scary," the little girl cooed as her big eyes weld up in tears.
Her grandmother smiled and edge closer to her granddaughter.
"There, there my Little Daisy. It's just the storm, there's nothing to be afraid of," said the old lady as she comforts her granddaughter.
"But it's scary, ama. Its so so scary," she said.
"You have little ducky here to take care of you. Didn't you tell me that ducky was a brave soldier?" said the grandmother as she pointed at the plush.
"Ducky don't like the storm. As brave as he is, ducky is still a duck,"
"Oh...is that so? Then what should we do about that then?"
The little girl sniffed and wiped away her tears, "Maybe...maybe one of your stories will calm him down. You know how ducky loves your stories, why not tell him one?" she asked.
"Hmm...well if that is the case then why not? I do have a story that I think could tell. There, scoot over a little and let the old lady get comfortable,"
The old woman adjusted herself to comfort next to her granddaughter. Little Daisy, delighted, couldn't help but ask what kind of story would she be told.
She cleared her throat and promptly reply,"It's a story that I heard from a friend during my trip to the morning market. It's about an ordinary girl like yourself but she is much more older. But life was indeed unkind to Ah Ling,"
"Why is that?" Little Daisy asked.
"Well...,"
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
A question
Generalization works very well on personality quizzes. They hit out on general traits one finds in a lot of people, and say it in an ego-stroking way, which makes people go "Hey, that's true about me!"
So here:
I doubt it though.
By the way, I troll people.
So here:
I doubt it though.By the way, I troll people.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Considerate much?
Right now I am very frustrated with the way some people think and their attitudes. It's annoying how everyone each has phones and each has money with talk time but they want to use yours to call everyone they know because they think you have more money. Sure you don't mind. But what are you going to do when that person borrows your phone everytime you go out for the past 10+ years you have known that person? And worse yet, that person often asks you for help in buying prepaid cards but never pay you back even when they said they would? You think, "Oh, you know what? Nevermind. They'll prolly remember to pay me back some other time." Guess what? They won't. And they'll keep doing this no matter how many times you tell them it annoys you.
What also ticks me off is how some people can be so fucking rude sometimes. The things they do are sometimes so full of shit and they laugh it off thinking that it's funny or that it doesn't matter and other shit like that. You can laugh at blind people trying to climb up the stairs on their own. What happens when u become blind? Would you like some other person to laugh at you instead? I hope you go blind one day and feel more discriminated than what others had to go through. You deserved it.
Where does the common sense go in these people? I don't understand them because I can't look at things the way they do but I don't try to force them to see what I see. How is it that their parents brought them up, but never thought them manners? Or maybe I'm wrong, they were thought manners but decided to screw it all and forget about it.
Or maybe it's just me and I'm not rude enough for the world.
People nowadays. Why are you so fucking inconsiderate?
Pissed beyond redemption.
j0
What also ticks me off is how some people can be so fucking rude sometimes. The things they do are sometimes so full of shit and they laugh it off thinking that it's funny or that it doesn't matter and other shit like that. You can laugh at blind people trying to climb up the stairs on their own. What happens when u become blind? Would you like some other person to laugh at you instead? I hope you go blind one day and feel more discriminated than what others had to go through. You deserved it.
Where does the common sense go in these people? I don't understand them because I can't look at things the way they do but I don't try to force them to see what I see. How is it that their parents brought them up, but never thought them manners? Or maybe I'm wrong, they were thought manners but decided to screw it all and forget about it.
Or maybe it's just me and I'm not rude enough for the world.
People nowadays. Why are you so fucking inconsiderate?
Pissed beyond redemption.
j0
Monday, July 6, 2009
J1 Responded
This is for both j0 and t!^g. This is not being lazy. I have a reason for writing both of you together.
1. One of you is my granddaughter, which “APPARENTLY” I raped for like 11 times” and the other is a daughter I picked up from the trash can. And in some twisted way down the line, we manage to transcend and became sisters.
2. Yes, we are.
3. Indirectly, j0 met me through a teacher who favored me more than her. (Yes, I love rubbing it on your face). Then we truly spoke when her friend had a crush on me and when we reach Form 2, I couldn’t stop dragging her around school with her tie! It was truly beautiful how we met…(sighs, memories). As for t!^g, I sat next to her during Form 2 and somehow, I manage to drag her into a plan where j0, me and her would relay in bringing maggi mee each week and a thermos filled with hot water. We were never close…not until we were in Form 4…then it all begun!
4. Do you mean currently or before?
5. I call j0, “Cow”, cause her dialing tone goes moo-moo every time I call her! And I call t!^g, “choc”, for her love for chocolate!
6. Sweet – j0; ADD – t!^g
7. Once upon a time, j0, to me, was the coolest girl I ever met in my life cause she was like those teenage girls you see on television back then. She was so cool…she just cool! And once upon a time for t!^g, she was nice and funny cause when we sat next to each other…we would make jokes and talk about random stuff.
8. I’m sorry j0 but…that was a long time ago…I hope you understand. But, there were a lot more that manage to be concocted out of this very peculiar friendship we have.
9. Every time I think of K.L…I think of j0. Every time I see anything that has to do with Japanese products…I think of t!^g.
10. Hmm…I can honestly say…the only best thing I can give to both of you is a friend there when you are in need. I am not always here since with studies and all that, but I think that’s the best I can give. But if I have the money, I’ll get j0 a kitty and t!^g a bunny.
11. I know you both well enough to let you in. And I know enough that both of you won’t throw me off the Penang bridge…just yet.
12. The last I saw j0 was when she was back for a holiday and t!^g during the dinner with have with Quah (t!^g’s grandmother and j0’s great-grandmother and my mother…apparently).
13. I guess so. But never really have the nerve to do it…or it just went away after a while…sent back deep deep into my brain somewhere.
14. Blogging…
15. For j0 would be for the fact that I could randomly call you and talk for hours and still do the same for the next few days. I can never get bored talking to you and you have this temperament that makes me not afraid to just open up and be me. As for t!^g, you are not afraid to speak up your mind and you definitely are not bothered by what others would think of you. You have a strong quality in which I admire.
The three of us are the oddest bunch to have ganged up together and stay friends. Differences between the three of us collide and don't worry, we hate each other from time to time too! But differences aside...and the petty arguments...disagreements...etc...we went beyond friends and had this "thing"...which remains...unknown. XD (But...its one of the many things that I will come to cherish and never regret cause 50 years from now, I will find a way to make fun of this blog on which we wrote in!).
t1^g's response
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. how do you feel about me?
5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to post this in your notes and see what I say about you?
15. What is my best quality? Of j0
1. A human being.
2. What say you? Our relationship is blatantly obvious that it transcends these things.
3. We were in the same class in form 2, were we not? All I recall was us doing a play and you are Sang Gajah? =P
4. What sort of feel? I feel that you are human, and that you're someone who can talk about other things than those generic things other people talk about that bores me immensely. But I can SEE that you have huge bewbs. But I will not cop a feel. That's just gross.
5. Monkee. Because it is what the tribe has decided upon. monkee. What was your title again?
6. Demagoguery. Because it has come to mind that describing things with one word is hard. So is politics based on personal emotions.
7. That's really long hair.
8. Not that long anymore, but quite so. Of course, there's other things to consider of course.
9. Sexay clothes? And lemonade.
10. A judgment-free society. But it might collapse on itself due to human nature, but we can always try try again. Though this society might comprise of silent bunnies.
11. Pretty well I presume. Well-er than other people I don't care about. (which is almost a majority of people I know. Touching isn't it?)
12. The same time as the last time you saw me.
13. Not really. Can't think of anything. 'Be brave! Arson is fun once you get the hang of it' 'You know... the janitor sniffs your underwear' 'Don't try cakes from starbucks, except their tiramisu.'? No, not really anything. Except, 'No matter what, if he's with you, and he loves you, and you love him. It'll be fine' Because it was never something I believed in, until now. Like. Last month?
14. Pointless question.
15. Optimism. I sometimes might find it annoying because of the deep-seated cynic within me, but it's because of the cynic in me. And the ability to find cool stuff.
Of j1
1. Someone loud. Human. But loud.
2. No, we're not friends. Aw, cmon. We know what we are.
3. Form 2? Can't really remember you though. Except for this one picture.
Aw. My heart melts at such sweet non-existent memories we had. We were debating when this picture was taken, and looked up to give the camera a smile.
4. A girl who does a lot of 'in retrospect's. You are hyuuuman.
5. Nuudle. Because you are.
6. Vociferous!
7. Loud. Violent.
8. Yes. But a tad less. Now, horny is included?
9. Pastries!
10. The knowing of what love is. Or maybe a sugar glider. I dunno.
11. Pretty much well. (Do I actually know both of you pretty well? Just not the superficial crap I guess)
12. That dinner with Quah. Innit?
13. 'I can see your bra'? Lawl. No. I can't tell you what love is. I can tell you to get a spine, make up your goddamn mind, but I can't tell you what love is.
14. Pointless question.
15. How you just say things you want to say, then screw things up, but still said what you want to say. Even though you may regret it.
On a laptop whilst having wrist pains and disorientation,
t1^g.
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. how do you feel about me?
5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to post this in your notes and see what I say about you?
15. What is my best quality? Of j0
1. A human being.
2. What say you? Our relationship is blatantly obvious that it transcends these things.
3. We were in the same class in form 2, were we not? All I recall was us doing a play and you are Sang Gajah? =P
4. What sort of feel? I feel that you are human, and that you're someone who can talk about other things than those generic things other people talk about that bores me immensely. But I can SEE that you have huge bewbs. But I will not cop a feel. That's just gross.
5. Monkee. Because it is what the tribe has decided upon. monkee. What was your title again?
6. Demagoguery. Because it has come to mind that describing things with one word is hard. So is politics based on personal emotions.
7. That's really long hair.
8. Not that long anymore, but quite so. Of course, there's other things to consider of course.
9. Sexay clothes? And lemonade.
10. A judgment-free society. But it might collapse on itself due to human nature, but we can always try try again. Though this society might comprise of silent bunnies.
11. Pretty well I presume. Well-er than other people I don't care about. (which is almost a majority of people I know. Touching isn't it?)
12. The same time as the last time you saw me.
13. Not really. Can't think of anything. 'Be brave! Arson is fun once you get the hang of it' 'You know... the janitor sniffs your underwear' 'Don't try cakes from starbucks, except their tiramisu.'? No, not really anything. Except, 'No matter what, if he's with you, and he loves you, and you love him. It'll be fine' Because it was never something I believed in, until now. Like. Last month?
14. Pointless question.
15. Optimism. I sometimes might find it annoying because of the deep-seated cynic within me, but it's because of the cynic in me. And the ability to find cool stuff.
Of j1
1. Someone loud. Human. But loud.
2. No, we're not friends. Aw, cmon. We know what we are.
3. Form 2? Can't really remember you though. Except for this one picture.
Aw. My heart melts at such sweet non-existent memories we had. We were debating when this picture was taken, and looked up to give the camera a smile.
4. A girl who does a lot of 'in retrospect's. You are hyuuuman.
5. Nuudle. Because you are.
6. Vociferous!
7. Loud. Violent.
8. Yes. But a tad less. Now, horny is included?
9. Pastries!
10. The knowing of what love is. Or maybe a sugar glider. I dunno.
11. Pretty much well. (Do I actually know both of you pretty well? Just not the superficial crap I guess)
12. That dinner with Quah. Innit?
13. 'I can see your bra'? Lawl. No. I can't tell you what love is. I can tell you to get a spine, make up your goddamn mind, but I can't tell you what love is.
14. Pointless question.
15. How you just say things you want to say, then screw things up, but still said what you want to say. Even though you may regret it.
On a laptop whilst having wrist pains and disorientation,
t1^g.
How much should we give?
They say there's a limit to kindness. Not them olden days people, but people of today. Should we follow that?
It's hard when you see people begging at the side of the streets, dressed up in torn and dirty clothing, sleeping or sitting on cardboard boxes they found somewhere. They come with a cup in hand, or tissue papers, asking you to donate anything just so they can have food that night. Though, sometimes they're not the deaf, mute or blind, and come up to you asking for donations of the unable, children with problems, old folks, victims of unforeseen circumstances, etc. Sometimes, you just have to take out your wallet and give them something, even if it's 50 cents or rm1. Unless if you're a person without compassion, then by all means, skip this post.
But when should we stop? I don't mean times when you yourself is running out of cash. Where should kindness stop?
There was once back then when my gate was still them manual gates you have to open by hand, an old man came to my house, trespassed our privacy and knocked on the door. There was only me, my sister and put. We had no choice but to open the door because he could see the tv on from where he was standing. He came to ask for money. He said that he was having problems, his shop just closed down [apparently he sold veg at the nearby market or something like that] and he was ashamed but he had to go house to house to ask for donations. I gave him Rm50 and sent him on his way.
A few months or a year later, he came back. This time the gate was renewed to an automatic one and my parents were around. I didn't go to the door, I think my mum did. He came and said thanks for donating the money last time but he needed help again this time. My mum told him he got the wrong house and no one gave him anything before [we didn't tell her what we did then] and he left.
So where does kindness stop? What do we do when they come, palms faced up, looking haggard, just asking for a bit of kindness from a random stranger while praying for luck? What do we do when they come back and depend on you? Depend as in ask for more? Is it called greed? Or is it pure hardship asking help from someone that has lent them a hand before? What do we do then?
xxx
Today I bought a bun for dinner so that I don't have to cook because I need to study for my exams tomorrow. While I was leaving the campus, there was an old man hunched at the bottom of the steps with a plastic cup in his hand, bowing to everyone that walked along. Without even thinking, I gave him the bun. Now I wish that I would've brought him to the mamak to eat instead.
j0.
It's hard when you see people begging at the side of the streets, dressed up in torn and dirty clothing, sleeping or sitting on cardboard boxes they found somewhere. They come with a cup in hand, or tissue papers, asking you to donate anything just so they can have food that night. Though, sometimes they're not the deaf, mute or blind, and come up to you asking for donations of the unable, children with problems, old folks, victims of unforeseen circumstances, etc. Sometimes, you just have to take out your wallet and give them something, even if it's 50 cents or rm1. Unless if you're a person without compassion, then by all means, skip this post.
But when should we stop? I don't mean times when you yourself is running out of cash. Where should kindness stop?
There was once back then when my gate was still them manual gates you have to open by hand, an old man came to my house, trespassed our privacy and knocked on the door. There was only me, my sister and put. We had no choice but to open the door because he could see the tv on from where he was standing. He came to ask for money. He said that he was having problems, his shop just closed down [apparently he sold veg at the nearby market or something like that] and he was ashamed but he had to go house to house to ask for donations. I gave him Rm50 and sent him on his way.
A few months or a year later, he came back. This time the gate was renewed to an automatic one and my parents were around. I didn't go to the door, I think my mum did. He came and said thanks for donating the money last time but he needed help again this time. My mum told him he got the wrong house and no one gave him anything before [we didn't tell her what we did then] and he left.
So where does kindness stop? What do we do when they come, palms faced up, looking haggard, just asking for a bit of kindness from a random stranger while praying for luck? What do we do when they come back and depend on you? Depend as in ask for more? Is it called greed? Or is it pure hardship asking help from someone that has lent them a hand before? What do we do then?
xxx
Today I bought a bun for dinner so that I don't have to cook because I need to study for my exams tomorrow. While I was leaving the campus, there was an old man hunched at the bottom of the steps with a plastic cup in his hand, bowing to everyone that walked along. Without even thinking, I gave him the bun. Now I wish that I would've brought him to the mamak to eat instead.
j0.
j0's memoirs
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. how do you feel about me?
5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to post this in your notes and see what I say about you?
15. What is my best quality?
Of t1^g.
We are so going shabu when I come back.
Your lovely highness,
j0.
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. how do you feel about me?
5. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to post this in your notes and see what I say about you?
15. What is my best quality?
Of t1^g.
- You are a some-ting.
- Nope. Comrades. Blood sisters. Partners in crime.
- I would say it was the year 2002 when I saw you walking around with JL. We didn't get close until form 4 tho. =D
- I would not like to "feel" you. LOL.
- Bunneehh. Bcos chu like em.
- Sarcastic [First word that came up]
- She's always asleep in class..
- Well.. Sometimes? I dno. I haven't been in the same class with you for the past 4 years? 3?
- Anything cute like that ilikecheezburgers site
- Your own apartment? But not with my money yea. Imma help u find it after I look myself.
- Pretty well I would say.
- Erm. The last time I went back for holidays?
- I don't think so.
- This is a blog?
- Your wittyness and ability to find sarcastic videos of Hugh Laurie. XD
- You are my rapist grandmother who is now my sister but in a way still my grandmother and still attempts to rape me [and a bunch of other ppl]
- You raped me 11 times. You say leh?
- I think we both know this story oh-too-well. You only try to rub it in my face everytime you can. :pouts:
- I feel you. Definitely. Figuratively and sometimes physically. XD
- Noodles. We spent form 2 bringing maggi cup for each other no? Plus tingting as well?
Adventurist.Lucky. HOT.- Then: Stupid nerdy girl with her big glasses stealing my attention. Pfft. XD
- Now: Stupid nerdy girl with her big boobs stealing my attention. Pfft. XDXD
- Whenever I see the word canada or whenever I try to copy your "I'm so happy" phrase.
- Lovey dovey love. And fashion sense.
- Ask me a question about you [not regarding canada] and I'll answer.
- Same day I saw tingting last time.
- Maybe? You're never around. :pouts somemore:
- Dis is a bloggg.
- Boobihotness. XD Plus how you listen when you do. =]
We are so going shabu when I come back.
Your lovely highness,
j0.