First Day of The Week

24th of April 2006

I don't like the title of this post either. It's just so blah. Don't you just hate titles that has no meaning, like this post has?

I'm not going to type anything that tells you I have got nothing to type here because I do. I've got lots to tell you (atashichloe) but I just don't know where to start.
First, I just realized that I got fooled. Fooled by some stupid fool. He's not worth typing in my blog. Jin might know who I'm reffering to.
Nevermind that.

Will ponteng sports day and go to Summit or Sunway Pyramid with my friends on Thursday. Just hope I'll have enough cash to sustain me throughout the trip as I'm pretty broke this month.

Ron Ng Cheuk Hai has already produced two albums: The Fast Pass and Fastforward. It's really sad that they don't have it here in Malaysia because I would buy two copies each! If I have the cash -that is. They should compile a cd of all of Raymond Lam Fung's songs. If they do, I will definately buy it without a shadow of doubt.

I think I'll stop blogging here because if I continue, I'll just bore you to death and you won't bother to visit Fireworks Are Beautiful anymore, and I can't afford that. A hefty price to pay. Yup. I treasure each and everyone of your efforts to reading my whining.
I think I've got to change my title for my blog. Fireworks ARE beautiful, but the meaning behind it isn't strong enough, and as you know, even my email address, 'distantpride' denotes something. The 'pride' isnt just a mere Japanese drama I love so much and the 'distant' doesn't mean 'extent of space between two points' they both have their own special meanings behind it.
Do you want to know what do they mean? Maybe I'll just save it for my next post. Remind me to tell you, ok?

I shall go for a nice cold shower on this hot day, eat dinner and then resume my fanfiction I've been delaying for so many months. Or maybe I'll just settle down in the air-conditioned room with a good book to read.




Chloe

A Chapter In Life

It's been a long time since I had my hands on a basketball or even to step my shoes on the court. Today, one day before the match, I just realized how much stamina I've lost and how much I've deteriorated even in catching the ball. I can't even lay up for goodness's sake! I'm really regretting for not going for training constantly. Just now when I put on the jersey with 'CHLOE' and number 15 (although I prefer number 12 but Jia Lin took the number because she thought no one wanted it)printed on the back and a smaller number 15 and a 'U8' on the top left in front, I felt a 'gush' of guilt came upon me. I may put the whole team down just because I missed a few important steps. But there's just no point crying over spilt milk. All I can do is just to wipe in with a piece of cloth and squeeze out as much as possible back into the cup.
Milk, anyone?

I went to watch Disney on Ice on Tuesday (11th of April 2006) with my mum, aunts n cuzzies.
After many years of watching many Disney on Ice shows, my favourite is still Mulan. I really admire her bravery for fighting the Huns and standing up for her country( heck, as if I will) and standing up for what she believes in and following her heart.
I really like this song sung by Captain Li Shang whose singing voice is Donny Osmond.

I'll Make A Man Out Of You
Let's get down to business
To defeat the Huns
Did they send me daughters
When I asked for sons
You're the saddest bunce I've ever met
And you can bet before we're through
Mister I'll make a man out of you

Tranquil as a forest
But on fire within
Once you find your center
You're sure to win
You'r a spineless, pale, pathetic lot
And you haven't got a clue
Somehow I'll make a man out of you

Chorus:
(Be a man)
We must be as quick as a coursing river
(Be a man)
With all the force of a great typhoon
(Be a man)
With all the strength of a raging fire
Mysterious as the dark side of the moon

I traded in my new discman for a fax machine. Mum decided that 'Enzer' isn't a good brand and thought of investing in a better and trusted brand. Don't know when I'll be getting it, but for the time being, I doubt I'll be listening to any music.

My face is still burning from the training we had this morning. Hope I won't get into a fever later.

Bolton lost to Chelsea 0-2. They're currently ranking the 9th place I think. They will catch up soon enough before the end of the EPL.

Feeling sleepy to type anymore... I shall continue this blog until I get bored of blogging. So just keep on visiting...



Outie!

Moodless

Some things I post here doesn't mean what you think they mean.
My life would be over in a few days' time.
Every word I write counts.
The above may not make any sense but heck, this is MY own online diary and I shall write whatever I want. It definitely isn't for anyone to understand each and every post 100%.
This post won't be a long 1 either. You can judge my mood by the way my blog is written.
I might not continue this blog anymore. I shall stick to the good-old-fashion-hand-written-diary, clinging on to my micro-mini chance of hope that nobody would ever read it.
I'll be off to bed now. To sleep off everything -since I can't touch alcohol or any of that sort.

Mission#1
Read more books to improve deteorating language. Did I spell 'deteorate' correctly? See what I mean?


Chloe

In 15 Sentences.

Dad came back from Thailand today. Bought me 4 blouses from Bangkok. His taste of clothes seems to be improving due to the fact that I actually wore it to church today.

Mum bought me a discman on Saturday. MY VERY OWN DISCMAN!!! I know what are you thinking. You are thinking "HAHA!!! This 17 year old fart baru oni got her 1st discman dis year!! And that isn't even an mp3 player! Out aredi lah!" But heck! At least I got something...

I realized that it isnt safe to type anything personal in blogs because I have to watch my words and double check everything I post because there are a number of people reading it.

I've got lost to type but time refrains me from doing so.




clo

The Joy Of Returning

Gawsh... Itz been a long time since I blogged or shall I say, come on9. Was banned from coming on since I disobeyed for not logging off when I was supposed to *embarassed*

Lots of things happened for the past few days, but I regretted for not listing them down and refer to it when i get the chance to blog, so I shall type whatever that comes across my mind.
I went to Maju2 today with La2, Chong, KC n Tinesh. Jin didn't come because he thought La2 n I were not going. Heh.
Someone started the convo about frogs. Chinese people eat frogs. Gross. They call it snow jelly or something. Chong has been eatin it since who-knows-when without even knowing that it's actually frogs' OVARIES. Damn! Tinesh said it. Chong almost choked on his tosai. HAHA!!!

I bought the April issue of V Mag. It came with a free sample of a 2ml bottle of PAUL SMITH's latest perfume- FLORAL. It has the sweet smell of I-dunno-wad. Am not a good describer of perfumes, but it smells great...Although I personally think that perfumes are for people who love to make every person they walk past by die of smelling too much chemical from their body. And somehow, if perfume and body odour combines, the stench (yes, stench) is...the word stench says it all. But heck, it's PAUL SMITH!!! Who is he, I don't care. I got his perfume!

Yesterday, we had our English paper. Essay it was. For the second section, we had 5 topics to chose from.
1) Describe the biggest challenge in your life
2) Write a story with the title : An Unexpected Visitor
3)How to keep oneself healthy
4)If you were given a chance to be anybody, who would you want to be and why?
5)Music

I was debating whether to choose topic 1 or 4. I can bet my collection of Lam Fung VCDs that no one in the whole of form 5 chose the third title. If anyone did that, I really pity them, because there are so much to write about an unexpected visitor, a challenging life, and a walk in someone's shoes. I took around 10 minutes to pick my title. Thanks to my fickle mindedness mind. 10 minutes wasted, but thank goodness I had time to finish the essay 5 minutes before time. I chose the first title.

Actually, there aren't any challenges in my life. It's pretty dull. I don't own a life where stuff happens everyday, for instance I met this man whom I think is Mr.Right, but turns out to be a leader of a triad gang and I managed to make him change his mind to leave the gang and we lived happily ever after travelling aroung the world nor does my life have this old man who owns this HUGE multi-million dollar company suddenly coming up to me claiming that he's my long lost father whom left my mum and I for another woman and wants to return to us because he couldn't have any kids with that woman and wants to pass down all of his inheritance to me because I'm his one and only lovable daughter.
That only happens in shows.
I wrote in my essay as another writer, not me.
I wrote about 'myself' who faces 'my' fighting parents everyday and ran away from home, fell in love with this guy 'I' met at a party(a place to de-stress 'myself') and found out that 'I' was pregnant. 'My' biggest challange is to raise 'my' daughter, and 'my' next biggest challenge is to make Pn Nirmala(my english teacher) to buy MY story. Heh...

I told La La today that I'll tell all my crushes somewhere at the end of the year that I liked them before. I don't know... It's something like a 'something I must do before I leave school' thing. Thank goodness I've only got 2 to confess to, unless I fall for another guy on the way, but I doubt it. My attention will always switch from No1 to No2 and from No2 to No3. I give them nicknames so that nobody would find out if my friends and I talk about them. No, Coke is not included in the No.s. Not eligible I suppose. Coke is just one 'small gas' can of coke. Heh. No2 and No3 are from school. It's a coincidence that they were from the same primary school as me. La2 said that they might already have girlfriends by that time I confess. I'll see how things go when the time comes. But isn't it nice to know that someone liked you, eventhough 'like' and 'liked' has itz differences.

I've got add maths tuition later, and add maths paper tomorrow. Damn add maths. Making my life miserable.


Am gonna hide myself in a corner and swiverl up and die. It's better to die this way than to be killed in the hands of Additional Mathematics. Why did Mr Mathematics named his son Additional and not Subtractional? Maybe Timesional or Divisional. I don't wanna give a damn on their names or do anything that has anything to do with them anyway. Curse da Mathematics family. Pffft...




Chloe

Accept And Expect the Unexpected Aspect(s)

The title is a mouthful (-.-)"
Read it a few more times before you proceed to the next line.

Done? Did u get confuzed with the meaning? Oh.

(24th March 2006)
This afternoon, KC called me up and told me that he and his girlfriend broke up. He sounded sooooo distressed and asked me out to ‘teman’ him. As a very gud classmate, I walked out of the house, downstairs just to see how he is. He told me that he’ll tell me the whole story and talk about it over a drink. So I reluctantly followed without a shadow of doubt that if my mum sees me walking around with a guy, I’ll be detained for further questioning. So, acting all ‘spy-ee’, I hid behind everything every few steps looking even more suspicious. After we reached the bench, KC sat down, looking down at the floor and I asked him to spit everything out. He was so quiet and I was getting really pissed off because he wasn’t saying anything, while he interrupted my nap.
The next thing I knew that I saw a very familiar red shirt. It’s Andrew’s 1 out of 3 shirts from his cupboard. Then, I saw bodies that I’ve seen before appearing one by one coming up towards me. I was speechless. I was dumbfounded. I was just astounded.

First of all, KC tricked me! He tricked me into going to the poolside because my friends threw me a surprise party!!!

Secondly, I WAS WEARING CYCLING SHORTS. SHORTS I TELL YA!!! I wasn’t expecting any of these!!! I could have died of embarrassment!!! LITERALLY!!! I really wanted to run back home, hide under the covers because I exposed my huge unshaved (wasn't obvious) calves and then change to LONG pants, before returning to the party, but was stopped by Mary.

All I said was just an embarassing “what the…?!?!?!” And “OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!”
And when I found my words on my twisted tongue, I finally said ‘thanks’. Heh.

I’m really grateful for what my friends did for me. It is indeed a birthday I would never forget.
What’s on the menu? I hear you ask. No, there weren’t any nasi lemak or mee goreng. Drool while you read:

Clo’s Surprise Birthday Menu
Pizza
Pizza
Pizza
Pepsi
Root Beer
Sparkling juice
Sparkling juice
Mocha cake (1kg)
Whipped cream

Maybe you didn't drool, but at least I made you think itz sumthing worth drooling about. Heh.

People Who Attended The Party
· Mary
· Pamela
· Tracy
· Eugene
· Andrew
· KC
· Adrian
· Tinesh
· Weng Shen

Stuff My Friends Did To Make This Party A Success
· Mary wanted to ask my mum to ‘pakat’ with them for the party by lying that her sister was pregnant. I totally bought it!
· Pamela went to Tracy’s house saying that she wanted to ‘watch a movie’. But she actually came to the party.
· Lotsa whispering went around but never reached me. Pffft…Unusual...
· Lots more stuff I thought smelled fishy, but I didn’t expect it to be a surprise party, because, after all, it was a day AFTER my birthday.

We smashed cake all over everyone's face, and the 'throw-people-into-the-pool' ceremony begin.

I’m soooooo touched, Thanx guys!!! Nothing can express my gratitude to you guys but all I can say is just a simple thank you. Including those who took part but didn’t attend the party.


I’M SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD!!!!!

And I miss Coke. A lot.




OUTTIE!!!

A Tiny Moment In Life

Things didn't turn out like I expected it to again.

"Coke is a soft drink that gives you the taste of sweetness but you don't know the ingredients nor how much calories does it contain that will destroy your body in due time." -Chloe

I'm not a count-how-many-calories-I-take-a-day person, but the quote or analogy above signifies something that I don't want to go straight to the point now, but maybe in due time.

I would really love to blog to my heart's content but there are just some stuff that can't be shared in public. Call me paranoid, or whatever, but I just can't. I'm not much of a risk taker, really. So I think I'll just write them down somewhere and lose the paper and let it end up in the wrong hands and I'll still be in deep shit.

I'm not going on a diet nomatter what. I live my life and there's no way I'm going to change my lifestyle just for some dumb people who says things that they don't actually mean. I won't even change my lifestyle for anyone else! Heck! As afore mentioned, I live my life.

Some people may not be true, some are just trying their best to get attention.

I'VE got LOTS AND LOTS of moral support from my friends. I shall go for that bungee jump. And plunge into the water without getting wet. Without getting hurt. No scratches. No fractures.
Just an experience, I'll never forget.

Desserts Spelled Backwords Is Stressed

Let's face it. It's the end of the skool hols and sku's gonna start in 2 days' time. Heck, I've still got 8 moral essays, 4 english essays, modern maths and add maths to do. Where did all the time fly to? During this freakin short hols, al I can remember I did was laze around the house and do absolutely nothing. I've really gotta change this nonchalant attitude before it gets worse and worse and as SPM draws near, I wont be able to study because I won't give a freakin damn on whether I work as a garbage collector or a dinky secretary in a small company nor would I care if I stay in a... DAMMIT!!! I'm losing it. I've seriously gotta get hold of myself and start studying- after I publish this blog.

I hate homework. I hate the Malaysian education system. It is widely knows as the-government-exams-that-stresses-the-students-a-hell-lot. When I was in my PMR year, I even attempted suicide, but nobody found out. Why? Heck! Itz because I'm not dead! DUH~
Stuff like these are kinda like killing us mentally. We carry boulders upon our shoulders and walk around with it nomatter where we go or what we do. And what do we do after the exams are over? We dump them in the dumpsite. Heck! So the 22 months of stress is just worth a few pieces of paper.
I say we should do something about it!
I say we should make a stand and let ourselves from these toture!
I say it's about time for us to say something about it!
I say it's time for me to go study -.-

I need some time out.
I need space.
I need freedom.
I want my life back!!!

"I'm A Good Girl, I Am"

My trip to KLCC today was a blast. I shopped to my heart’s content and bought myself… Absolutely nothing. Please, don’t give me that stare. I’m not used to people staring at me. Oh, so you DO wanna stare eh? *adjusts hair* So… where’s the camera? *smiles and poses*. The telephone rings... "Hello? Jesse McCartney? Tell him he'll have to wait." *and flings hp away*. Why get out of the spotlight that I'm in now? Oh, you were asking...? I just bought:
-3 teddy bears (RM3.99 each)
-1 scented candle (RM5)
-2 mags (RM5 each)
THAT’S ALL!!!
HECK!! I don’t even feel like myself anymore!
I spent less than RM 50 ON A KLCC TRIP!!!
I repeat: A KLCC TRIP.
Wad da heck is wrong wif me?!
I see pigs flying… I see cows flying… I see Mary flying too haha (La La, no offence ok?)
I'm going to faint. I see stars... I see you... I see me too... @.@

Someone said something to me... But I wont share it with u... Neh x5
Someone else said something else... I won't share it either... Neh x5

This is a quote I noticed in a korean drama series and would like to share with you:

"If the early bird gets the worm, then what will happen to the early worm?" -korean actor in The Successful Story Of a Bright Girl

"There are many fishies in the sea... But why eat other fish when u like salmon?" -Chloe (me!)

Itz Friday at 2.21am now... been typing this since yesterday... >.<


CLO'S REMINDER:
-Watch 'My Little Bride'
-Watch Pride again
-Watch Raymond Lam sing and act
-Watch Ron Ng sing, dance and act
- Lots more watching to do... Life is so hectic...




Gotta skitter!!!
2.31am

Kai2, Experience and Bullshits

My friends ditched me and went to Mid Valley!!! And I so badly wanted to go!!!
Humph… I shall keep my cool coz I’ll be going to KLCC TOMORROW!!!!! HAHAHA!!!
Itz MUCH better!!!


I think I’m just not ready for these sorta stuff.
“It’s something like the sun sees not till heaven clears,
My eyes see not till it’s opened,
The handphone sees not till it’s being switched on,
The handbag sees not till the plastic is removed.”
I prefer to fly alone in the big blue sky while watching the other birds pass by. I realized it ages ago, but somehow I didn’t listen to my instincts and went my own way, despite being warned. Thanx guys… *hugggzzz* but I think I’ll get out of this bullshit myself.

Jin’s younger brother went missing and everyone was on a search hunt. Adrian and Chong helped and his elder brother’s friends were cycling everywhere, looking for him. There were cycling all over the place but in vain. There were thunderstorms when I got the news. I was worried till I kept on eating (coz I eat a lot when I’m under a certain pressure), and then the sms I’ve been waiting for… his bro wuz found!!! Wee~ Finally~ after more than 4 hours? Right? Dunno…

I’ve got lots to say, but am not in the mood to blog now so I’ll just leave the space below empty- to be filled out when I’m free…







Outie!

Danger Ahead

I got blasted from 4 corners of the world today. It’s not the first time since I 'threw myself into the cooking pot’. I got stir fried, deep fried, stir fried, boiled, steamed, grilled, cooked today.

I’ve got really nice friends around me. They’re always there for me, and are always on the lookout. Warning me about the danger I'm about to face... , thanks alot...

I don’t really know you,
But I was asked to stay away;
I know you’ll always be true,
But I have my doubts
I’ll keep on the lookout
Or will I be like what I am today?

Glass can break
And will be shattered at the slightest scream
Don’t give me a heart ache.
I hate your snickers
I hate your stare
And I hate to see you beam

Why did I fall?
Why I fell?
Why did I bury myself
Under the well?
I feel weak
Let me go
Let me wake
From this sleep
Just for my sake.

Frontwater? Anyone?

It's a mess.
It shouldn't turn out like that
Everything backfired.
Everything.

It's a mess.
How did this transpire?
Why did it happen?
How could I know the ending
from the beginning?
If I knew, I would shut up,
won't I?

It's a mess.
It's a free country
It's a messy free country
A messy one for me

It's a mess.
Where are you?
Don't leave me
I hate being alone
Not here. Not now.

It's still in a mess.
All I want is a little support.
Enough to let me go through it.
Just a small drop
Is all I'm asking for

I shall leave it
I pleaded
I cried
No one came
I'm stunned
I'm stumped
No one turned up
I'll shut up
I'll run
I see people with open arms in a distance

FREEZE
Nobody move.
Don't look for me under the blanket
with that sorry face.