A child within

Whenever there is this 3D animation movie, its hard not to get excited about. Especially when I saw this movie (Puss in boots) and a trailer of DR SUESS THE WHORF. I mean Ohmygosh WHO IN THE WORLD WOULDNT THINK THESE TWO MOVIES ARE TO DIE FOR ???? They both are so cute and adorable that I think I almost went crazy for Puss In Boots. Unfortunately, The Whorf will have to wait until the year 2012. What a long way to go....

I would recommend puss in boots for anyone that has a fondness for not only cats in boots ( what ) but also animation that gives a moral impression on viewers.Not only was the movie exceptionally awesome in terms of characters, it also served a purpose as a movie that teaches audiences life lessons which I think deemed as a real inspiration to us all.

So watch it because you never know what is going to hit you. I watched it and almost cried in the cinema. So make sure to bring some extra tissues in the cinema . As for the couples, it is a nice movie to cuddle together ;D That's right for those romantically obsessed people. So get your movie tickets ready AND GO FORTH MY FRIENDS :D

When I see someone,

I see someone's child,

Someone's brother,

Someone's sister,

Someone's father,

Someone's mother,

Someone's cousin,

Someone's nephew,

Someone's family.

Stop human trafficking .

Mtv Exit has really opened my eyes to the real problem of human trafficking. Even though we might not know whether if the people we meet are really who they are or forced labors, the people around us are constantly in danger of either becoming or is a victim of this inhumane act. Act now by telling your loved ones to be careful in dealing with strangers and have the opportunity to tell them how you really love them because it matters. If you saw or sense that there is human trafficking going on near you, then act now to not only save them but reunite families.

CHEAP BOOKS 4 SPM begginers

HEY THERE ! My SPM FINISHED ! So I'm selling these books for a minimum of RM 5 and a maximum of RM 10 Call me if you are interested. Will post it up soon. Shortest post I have done

2 weeks have passed

Since my first SPM paper ;)

So far, it has been a turbulent week with the first already being a challenge. The second was just barely got through. So far, SPM for me has been one heck of a paper. There was some that were easy because most of the questions were KBKK ( Basic questions ) and some were just plain crazy. For once, I can really appreciate the time when an exam is over. PMR and UPSR was normal but when it comes to SPM, time just goes by so slowly.

Anyways, now that I think about it, I'm probably not going to pass any subjects anyways since I know I did badly for most of the papers. But one thing is for sure, if all else fails for me, I might take up arts eventhough the prospect of it is quite well... how to put it, narrow ? One more week to go and then this blog will be kicked back up to life.

So then, I hope that you will continue staying with us until the bitter end :)

Wish us luck for our exams. Hopefully the last two will be more merciful compared to the rest.

Grateful to them

They marched on into the hot blazing sun with only one solitude goal in their head. To rescue the people that fell victims to the raging war between the two countries. However and whatever ways necessary, so will it to get the job done. With these in mind, each platoon kept an onlooker close by for enemies that lie in wait for a moment to take them down by surprise. Each step they took was only step towards closer towards eminent death.Who knows how many land mines lay across the trodden path. It had taken many lives before and it is still craves for more. Some resort to more desperate means such as home made bombs just to kill as many soldiers as they can before being shot to death.In this solemn eyes, mercy had left their very soul until they can no longer be called human.

The first sign of civilization lay a few meters ahead.It was deserted but one can still sense signs of life in these barren town.The first two soldiers dashed towards the empty buildings to check for any survivors that might still be left behind.Human carcasses lay everywhere like they were trash. It was the scene of a definite massacre . The soldiers broke down the doors one by one and checked. Clenching their guns tightly, they were ready for any surprise that lie in store. They fingers itching to pull the trigger as the appalling sight begin to set in fears. Yet, they are soldiers and they were trained to deal with the other side of humanity. One by one, each soldier stepped out of buildings to report back to their superior of their findings. None of the news fared well as each only brings messages of death and casualties, bring the death toll to a higher rate.

The number of deaths reported have already been skyrocketing for the past few years.The weather brings little comfort as they were stuck in the middle of the desert .Convoys bring only the necessary equipment and food that does not even compare to the likes of the people living in the comforts of their home.Photos of loved ones lay across the wall in the hostels of men that served their country. They were even willing to put themselves on line for the glory and pride of the country.The hopes of the soldier dwindled when the last few came empty-handed.Just then, a sliver of life rekindled the expectations of the men. A soldier came running and in his hand was what seemed to be a bundle of cloth and fabric. When he came close enough for all to see, what they saw was what they were living every day to see. He carried a girl no more than 10 years in his arms.Her name was Amira and she became the adopted daughter of a US citizen couple.Throughout her years of living, she had never forgotten the soldiers that came to her aid and never will. She was grateful to them with every fiber of her being.

This is just a story to show the contributions of the men and women that had given up everything to serve their countries. Even though we have hopes of achieving world peace, it will very well be unlikely to end wars soon. I just had the sudden spur to just write a story to contribute or at least a sign of tribute to the soldiers and the amount that they have sacrifice for our comfort.They are people that saves lives.

http://edition.cnn.com/SPECIALS/war.casualties/index.html

You

Where were you dearest loved,

In this desolation,

When you're suppose to hold,

And comfort me admist the pain,

In times when you're needed.

Why did you fill me in,

With deceit and deprivation.

I was lost and insecure,

By this new found isolation,

Throughout my entire life,

How could I carry on,

When you were always there,

Telling to myself in desperation.

I found God on the corner of my room,

I'm just someone who wants attention,

Yet you still live in your dream,

Without a care for my affection

Instinct told me this,

I was better off without you.

This is for my parents.The fuck they care about my broken toe and my studies.One can talk about forgiveness and love but to how far can this go on. I have been forgiving for far too long for them to realize their mistake no more. With all the shit that happens in the world, I should have known that my parent's would never learn from what they've done wrong and I should have grown up from my bubble a long time ago. Even with SPM dawning, I was still forced on labor duty cleaning and looking after the house.

I'm 17 and don't I deserve to focus on my freaking studies? Am I asking too much just to stop the chores until the exams are over? Frankly, I have learned well enough to take care the shit out of myself in knowing how to upkeep the hygiene of one place. Thanks for that but do you have to force me to do these things every so often until you have neglected your sole duty as responsible parent as well ? To all those parents out there, give your child a break. Being tough on them does not mean anything unless there is a point in it. Im sick and tired of being their motherfucking maid all the time. You know what. Fuck my parents. Why the hell do I even bother to grace their good side. They can piss off anytime they want.

The fuck parents care about their child until the day comes when they are missing. Sometimes I even want to run away from this son of a bitch house.I freaking mad right now because I came to know how shallow they really were. Did they do anything about my broken toe when I showed it to them? Hell no, in fact my bitch mom told me that it was broken just as a "sarcasm". Don't take it personally while reading this because this is only meant for my parents. And one wonders why the hell teenagers run away.It is not because of lack or responsibilities or even study stress.One main factor is about the negligence of parents. Ask one of the teenagers that you see on the streets and almost all of them would agree.In fact, I want to join them just to run away from this hell hole I've been living in.

My awkward moment was ...

23rd October 2011 was the day my dear friend of mine(Lets call her A) decided to take a spin on her brother's Myvi after passing her driving test."No" was what I should have said but instead, I too got excited for her so much so that I decided to be her side kick and passenger in the front seat. I should have known that there was going to trouble from the start when a mishap happened with the gears before we were even out of the gate.On the way,we felt like being stalked by another car behind us.As we drove out into the bustling road near a row of shops, the speed was supposedly too immense for her to handle. She had trouble with the clutch and the car stalled many times in the middle of the road. Even a 90 degree turn was hard enough without the car stalling in the middle of the road all the time. I knew that we weren't going really fast because when I saw the speedometer, it was 20km/hr at tops. I could literally see people walking faster than us while staring at me as if I was the one responsible for driving the car.Even driver's that pass by the car looked at me and although they didn't show it, I knew that they were about to burst rolling on the floor,laughing. Somehow, I knew that I was probably going to be one of their topics of the day to laugh at.

We went to Save Mart and bought some grocery to stock up into A's refrigerator and while she was oblivious to the stare's of people, I just felt a shot of decrease in my already depraved self-esteem. The journey back to A's place wasn't as bad as the first time she drove out. Then again, the car began to vibrate all of a sudden and we had to make a pull over in front of OUR SCHOOL. Luckily it was on a weekdays and school was out.Even so, we still could see driver's looking at us with our P license sign at the back of the car during the stall.We managed to restart the car and drove ever so carefully and slowly back to the house.Then, it was all over again at 7.30 when the time came for us to head out to our other friend's party.We had to pick up another friend(Now let's call her K) as well before heading out to that party.I thought to myself, great another victim to succumb to my best friend's bad driving skills.Going to a friend's house meant that we had to pass by a security guard house. Seeing 3 crazy ladies laughing in the car while driving ruthlessly, I guess that he thought he could give it a try to flirt with us. Fortunately, A drove ahead managing to cut off with him. Ironically, because our friend's house is straight ahead, our friends could see how the car was zigzagging IN A STRAIGHT road .Nevertheless, we made it out of that death contraption. By 10 when we had to leave, we buckled up and drove back home but with more confident by now.Although, in the middle of it, we realized why the road was pitch black.The car light wasn't switched on. All in all, A's driving wasn't so bad as long as we get out of the car in one piece. I was lucky just to escape with a bruise in my confidence in driving.