FanFiction

Good afternoon dear Qwerty,

Do you enjoy fanfiction?

Lately, I had got back to my old hobby of reading fanfiction. I love good fanfiction. The one that is well written and well told. I was in Fanfiction.net not for the story, but for the breathtakingly beautiful writings that can be found there. I would usually head for original storyboards, which are found in great abundance under the section 'Fairytales' and 'Vampires'. It's not like I really like vampy-themes, but yeah, as mentioned, the got lots of original stories. For Fairytales I would go for the retellings at most of the time. Those who are committed to retell the tales usually have their own unique writing styles that are incomparable. I like it when a writer begins his/her chapter with quotes or originally-composed short poems. It gives a hint of the theme while tempering the atmosphere.

But not all fanfictions are as beautiful. Some has a good story in their mind, but failed to lay it out effectively. Some just want to tell their stories, and end up in head-aching punctuation and grammar mistakes. I hate it most when the story lacks punctuation or was written as if they were under the alcohol. It's so frustrating. And I wonder why such writings got so many positive reviews, but I certainly wont be one of the reviewers.

Sounds of Skylight

Dearest Qwerty,

Listen.

All around there had been only piano and violins, but when the first drum hits the note, I felt as if some strange sensation fluttered across my veins. I would selfishly compare it to a butterfly that first spread its wings out of the cocoon and set to fly. The kind of feeling that ignites something in your heart and mind, like a spark that brings delight and merriment to the melodies. I was surprised at how the percussion had fared with my feelings, for in my whole life I had only been awed by the tinkles of the piano. But still I love piano, and will always love it more than anything else that makes sounds.

Shisha

Dear Qwerty,

Yesterday there was an opening ceremony for TOT at USM stadium. I went there to support my friend who participated in the ceremony. There was some fireworks display too. The band is very impressive. However those are not the points here. The point is, after the o.c, me and my friend (and her old friend from Health Campus) went to have dinner around Ivory Plaza.

We headed for our favourite spot. When we arrived there, I saw many strange device on each of the seated table. It was tall and appeared to have some intricate carvings of Thai-like pattern. You know the kind of pattern you see on tomyam ads or commercial? That's what they look like. At first I thought that it was some special decoration for tomyam bowls, but then I saw some smokes puffing out the mouth of one of the customers, and he/she (I cant remember) was holding a pipe that extend from the tall device. Whoa, I knew exactly that those 'tomyam decoration' were actually shisha. A friend told me about it before. But before this we only caught some old Arabs enjoying them; yesterday were youngsters like us.

I tried to be positive about it. Tried to respect others' interest. But I just can't stand the smoke, it was strangely sweet and horrible at the same time. It made me feel dizzy, and I felt like I can throw out any time. But what was more appalling was the expression of the people who were enjoying it yesterday, they look, I beg your pardon, as if they had taken some drugs, as if they are under the ecstasy. I'm sorry, but that was what I thought they look like.

I was lucky for not eating anything there, or I would not be able to even touch the food. Only the new friend had her dinner, for she had not been eating since the afternoon. I wish one day I would be able to feel less annoyed at shisha, I cant risk wearing the disgusted face besides them. They might took it as an insult.

Cherry Plucking

My Dear Qwerty,

I am a professional cherry-plucker.

Today (and many days before) I went for cherry plucking again. There are some cherry trees growing healthily around the Desasiswa, and they generously bear red, sweet fruits for me (lol). But today they are more generous than ever, for I have got more than 40 cherries to bring back to my room!

Perhaps it is the cherry season now, for there are just too many red cherries on the trees that I had felt so tired just to pick them. As soon as I got into my room, I washed them and pop them into my mouth. Well, trust me, those cherries are sickly sweet! And please, I'm not trying to exaggerate, but they seriously smell as if some rose water was sprinkled on them. My sweeter-than-cherry friend helped me to pick the cherries; she sure have the eyes of an eagle! She promised to upload the harvests pics to FB, but will she really do it?

But then again, there are competitors now. I mean, the other students who had been watching us plucking the cherries all along are now making their move to pluck their own cherries too! Hmm..I hate competitors!

Oh, it's only 9.55 but I am already feeling sleepy. I wanna go to bed now.

Nytes Qwerty..

Marigold jelly and Red Plum

Dear Qwerty,

It's really easy to type your name; I just have to slide my finger from 'Q' to 'Y'.

Anyway I feel like talking about jelly and plums today. During Mandarin test today, I suddenly craved for Marigold jelly; the one that has (canned) real whole fruit floating in the middle. So right after the test, I headed to the Kedai Mahasiswa which usually have them displayed in the fridge. However, guess what, I went there only to be disappointed. But no fuss, cuz by the end of the day I got it from Seven11(lol). I got the one with mandarin fruit inside. Well, to say (and to exaggerate), that was SCRUMPTIOUS. It's nice to have it after an overly sunny day and a brain-squashing test. I prefer the peach, but mandarin is always comparable. Everyone should try it (Marigold should pay me for the promotion)!

The second sweet thing is the red plums! O.m.g, I don't know if I suddenly have talent to choose the right plums, but the plums that I bought on last Saturday were the best plums I ever had. The fruit is blood-red, bright and frosty at the surface. I took the ones that are soft and elastic when I press it lightly with my finger. And from the net I have learned that good fruits are the ones that smell like sweet fruit. So with the sight and smell as guidelines, I took four of the plump red plums. Believe me, they are so sinfully juicy and sweet, I ate three of them while watching a movie. The last were saved for the next day, just in case I have a red-plum-dream in the night and wake up craving for it (lol).

during the sem break, I wanna make some peach jellies and plant a plum tree. Can plums grow in Malaysia? Hopefully.. (the power of believing!)

Looking forward to buy more plums this week. Bye Q!

A Bright, Sunny Day

Hi Qwerty,

It seems like good things happens when you are happy!

Well, the good thing is, i managed to retrieve my lenses. Yay! I found it at one of the shop that I went the day it was lost. Yesterday i went to the mall again, hoping to find my lenses again. And hey, they keep it for me! I was so relieved yesterday, for my RM84 has fly back to me (lol). Anyway, I feel so grateful for that. Not because of the money, but because it means that my life-hypotheses are proved:

1. Life is wonderful when you think it is.

2. The power of believe can create miracles.

Am i exaggerating? It sounds so (lol). But those are my hypotheses, and it's my obligation to prove it.

Alhamdulillah! :)

New day

Hello Qwerty,

Today is a new day.

It's a chance for me to have a new start. I had just realised that final exam is only a month from now. I must do my best in the exam. I had forgiven all my mistakes, and perhaps the people around me too. From today, I wanna be a better person and i will try my best not to hate or dislike anybody. I want to learn to accept people as they are, and believe that we're all just human beings that are not perfect. I belief that there's more good side than the bad side of a person, which includes myself. I believe too that all that had happened before are meant to teach me the lesson I have learnt today.

I wanna be a better person. :)

Cuz we all have a bad day

Dear Qwerty,

I've lost something again.

Today it's my lenses plus the solution. They cost me RM84. I don't know how I come to lose it. There are a few hypothesis, but I rather keep them to myself. However I've come to a conclusion, I think I should go on by myself again. This sem i am accompanied too much of my time. I had become too dependent on people. I rely on people to take care of myself and my stuff. Therefore, I should get back to the norm, where I should rely and trust only myself. This way, I could manage and follow my timetable efficiently, while being more alert to the events that occur around me, as well as the environment. It's not that I'm trying to be a loner, I just wanna be more independent.

Back to the missing stuff, its RM46(Dictionary) + RM490(phone) + RM84(lens set) = RM620 disappeared into thin air in about a month. Or is it less than a month? I don't know, don't make me count cuz I'm such a dunce with math (no lol for today). I don't know how to describe this feeling, it's not anger, it's not hatred, it's not a disappointment; I guess it's a smooth mixture of them all. I wish I could just break down and let it go, but it sounds so stupid that I cancelled it at middle-half. I'm a student who need to prove something to the people who go against my choice for this course. I musn't let such silly things get into my way. Ganbatte! \('o')/

Immorality

Dear Qwerty,

Life update: I've lost my phone.

I've lost my pink w580i!! arghh!! I know its nothing expensive to most of u, but that phone is my first phone, and i had loved every feature of it. i love the lights that twinkle at her side, i love the glimmer of her skin, love her cam, love her walkman, love her step counter, n all the content she hold for me. Each time i took her out people will notice her. the keypad cracked after 3 months, but that was never a hastle cuz the cracks look like some designed pattern on the keys, no one will notice that the keypad has cracked until i tell them so. other than that, the phone was awesome. no 3g, but i don't mind cuz i don't use 3g. sony has discontinued the phone, so i dnt think i can get the same phone again. haih..

Anyway, past be gone, i wanna get a new phone now. Although SE's have fantastic audio and cam quality, i'll go for nokia now for the durability. Since I'm a white-freak, i'll go for 6730. Actually, my first love is for Nokia 5230 Nuron; the sleek, stylish, colourful touchscreen that caught my eyes and still holding on them now. But the problem is the touchscreen itself, i'm not prepared for some screen replacing or repairing. I'm not a person who can care so much for a thing, even if it's the much-spoken 5230. So i had to be contented with 6730, which is a candybar yet looks like a slate of white jade (lol). I wish 6730 is comparable to my dearest, much-missed w580i, in terms of audio and beauty. I still think SE's 2mp cam is better than nokia's 3.5.

I hope Pinky will come back to me. They say if u love a bird, set it free. If it comes back to u, it's meant to be yours. (The quote goes to my W580i. lol)