Gong Xi Fa Cai
New look. I’ve decided to give my blog a newGong Xi Fa Cai fresh look in hopes that it will bring me unconditional happiness and prosperity this year of the pig. Hail to the Piggy!!! Yeay…
Here’s the deal.. I wanna be happier.. although it sounds super cheesy, hell.. who cares.. I crave for happiness to stay longer in my life. Age is catching up with me and today is only lived once therefore I’d like to reminisce yesterday with content and fulfillment.
I have vowed to myself that this year of the PIG, I shall get my butt up and get me some new thing to do J such as:
1. Music Class
2. Art Class
3. Dance Class
So far music class.. I have to put it on hold since they said that there aren’t enough students that fill up the class.. Great!! Just when I’m all hyped up about it.. they have to postponed the enrollment… I got me a set of xylophones already! I’m planning to take up Gamelan J I just love to listen to their mystical and enchanting music… it’s soothes me and I feel so relaxed.
Now, I’m barging into places that offer art classes for adults.. ok.. wish me luck
Hi,
Excuse me for taking some precious moment of your time. Actually I didn’t know whether I m writing to the right person or not but after years of browsing and searching, you’re the closest person that resemble someone that I’ve been looking for all these years.
I didn’t how to begin this and why should you waste your time reading this but trust me, after all the reading and everything maybe you will understand. This is not a story, just a monologue of a sorry man who once has a crush on a girl, a girl so special that he dreams of being with her even just for a while. Everyday he will go the foyer just to catch a glimpse of her, realizing that she might not even notice him. But seeing her alone could brings smile and joy to him (a serious case of syok sendiri I guess ;o).
So this is what he do everyday, he went to his class and by ten or twelve he will ‘lepak’ at the foyer just to see the girl from a afar, even when he has no class that day J. He just loved to see her hang around with her friends, chatting and laughing. For him, it’s the greatest view uitm could offer. And sometimes he even get lucky, the girl happened to look at the same path, and they both look at each other, but there’s only silence, no ‘hi’ nor hello… nothing… He is stuck in complete silence. Wanna know why? For one stare from her alone causing him melt like cendol…. Speechless….. and heaven knows how he feels that day…. He could smile for the whole week without having any food or shower…(again, a severe case of hyper’perasan’tium, its like someone special look at you and you’re starting to feel that you’re on par with Beckham and that guy who you call him, Black Pitt or something..) But honestly… he brings that look of her every time he goes to sleep…
There’s one time when he met her in the café at the foyer, she was with his friends at that time he enter that café, and they look at each other when he came in. and there’s a time when he wanted to take some nasi lemak and that girl happened to be standing just right behind him. And I think that is the best chance for him to at least say hi to her… but was just so nervous that time, that his the tarik is shaking, She was close and yet so far. At that time he really wants to go and says hi to her, but the voice just wont go out for he is too afraid, afraid that she might turn him down or even worse, laugh at him. So he just let go it go. And that girl… yes that walked out of the café alone and passing just right before him. And wastes that stupid boy just wastes the best chance that he had. Some time I wonder how stupid he was for not taking any single step to get to know the girl that he admires most. How foolish he is. Stupid and sooooooooooooooo stupid…
And time, yes time never wait for no man. And the day finally come to leave things behind, when its time for him to leave uitm, he pack his stuff and leave his beloved girl (pity that he didn’t even know her name) for he thought that its just a simple case of a boy having a crush on a girl, that in time the feeling that he have for her will slowly fade away. Little that he know that he cannot deny his feeling for her easily, for her smile already been tattooed in his skin and forever with him her shadow will be.
And this is the hardest part for him. How could you fell in love with somebody that you don’t even know her name… and god know how much suffer he’s going through for every time he wants to forget her, her image linger and dancing in his memory… and yet when he miss her so much, her shadow is nowhere near. For it’s been years since the last time he saw her, he has to close his eyes and only in his deepest thought could he see her shadow again… And yet, it’s just a glimpse of shadow, its just so blurry. The girl, sitting on a bench at the foyer, with ponytail hair, wearing a nice pair of nike shoes, a maroon vest and a plain white shirt inside… and they was looking at each other when he come out of the lift… and yes… that’s the most beautiful view that I’ve ever had in Uitm Shah Alam…
Once again I’m so sorry if I have waste your precious time for reading this stupid garbage that I’ve wrote… maybe if I m writing this to the right person then maybe, yes just maybe, it would mean something. But if not, maybe its just a stupid garbage writing written by some syok sendiri stupid idiot who just waste his 7 years of not so precious time thinking and missing someone that don’t even realize that he ever exist… someone who like to torture his housemates and roommates with his blues story that never happened every time they wanted to sleep and even when they’re already sleeping… someone who still got the blues every time he listened to Rick Price’s Heaven Knows… and someone who really miss the girl with ponytail in nike shoes…
By the way good luck with your art classes
, to that lil’ man with huge stories to tell!
man o man!!! IF u wanna write stories better writeout ur name 1st and be proud of what u written. AT LEAST OR IF THE GIRL tat u say waiting for the past 7 & so years could get in touch with the this beauty blogger rather than just tok tok tok and no action.. sigh…
MAN OF WISDOM HO
Wow!!
wow..wow..wow.. this is by far, the most touching reality story i’ve ever read..
dear anonymous.. this blogger you are writing to is my best buddy.. im just trying to crystalize the situation ya.. i find what you are doing is very sweet!!
if this is really ‘the girl’ you were referring to, yup, she studies in uitm, got a pony tail..hangs out at the foyer, never wears nike.. its always adidas. don’t remember her having any red vests..
any more clues you wanna give to clarify the figure???
Wow!!
wow..wow..wow.. this is by far, the most touching reality story i’ve ever read..
dear anonymous.. this blogger you are writing to is my best buddy.. im just trying to crystalize the situation ya.. i find what you are doing is very sweet!!
if this is really ‘the girl’ you were referring to, yup, she studies in uitm, got a pony tail..hangs out at the foyer, never wears nike.. its always adidas. don’t remember her having any red vests..
any more clues you wanna give to clarify the figure???
huh!!! Best Buddy.. i tot its always heel/sandals!
keep it up Mr. Anonymous and give us more clue! Betcha we can solve ya shiets and have a happy pooing..
by the way previous comment is by MAN OF WISDOM HO
AND dun get me wrong children i’m all hearts to help! as me too am one VERY special dude! not too vain i hope!
M.O.W HO
WOOOIII.. where the blog master ah?? NO COMMENT MEH???
W.O.W HO
Hi Anonymous,
Wow!! i ve never gotten a lot of responses on 1 comment before.. however i would like to thank you for the very nicely, sweet and thoughtful written monologue .. it is very touching and i must say that it is the sweetest thing that i have ever read in my whole life. Am utterly speechless n am thinking that such a guy like that doesn’t exist anymore.
i’m a big adidas fan
havent been a nike fan …
i’m so speechless… it was very sweet~~~~
P.S M.O.W Ho… man.. u’re a pain.. good intentions but very direct.. thanks man
Man of Wisdom….
u ah!!!! hahha…. *(&*(^&RHF*I(^*(WE(*#E hehehe
OOOOOoOOoOOOoOOOOooOOo… suddenly became VULGARITY ChICo issit! so lucky u! gotta work now.. tok tomolo!
M.O.W HO
wow. byk nye response.
You know you’re not ok when you wake up at 4am in the morning and all you can think of is the girl with ponytail..
Yo! Anonymous… u got no name??? wat bout nick? 4am huh?!?!?! nex round make it 6am then straight go brush teeth and then eat breakfast that way at least u lead a healthy lifestyle.
M.O.W Ho
hmm nick.. nice.. got clues or not?? how positive are you that tis blogger is The One??
wahhh Man of Wisdom very laser ah!!!
relax ah…hahaha… it’s all good
nice!~
sweet!~
that wud be the only 2 words I cud describe this blog!.. girl, do u even hv a clue..? the last time I checked uitm time wasn’t realy fun fo u isn’t it..? but hmm, knowin that there was a guy ‘stalking’ u through out ur uitm time wasn’t that bad isn’t it..? hehehhe =p…
he should just go to u and say hye when he got the chance, but I guess hmmm, he was just to shy isn’t it..? but Mr. Anonymous, u do realize that it is still not too late to do so rite..? we all know that uve wasted 7 years of ur life adoring her from far, y shud u continue doing it, when actually u can just be in contact with her from now on..?
she’s very much taken by now, but being frens will not do harm rite..?
gud luck!
p.s: adidas is yes, but as what I cud recall, in uitm, most of the time, she always in sandals.. maybe u were just too bz adoring the face herself till u couldn’t define between nike & adidas.. hehehe =p
we all come from wormholes. huhuhuhuhuuhuhuhuuhuhuhuuhuhuhuuhuhuhuhuuuhuu.
Once upon a time
They called me the bleeder
Well swimming up this river
With sentimental fever
But this ain’t my first ride
It ain’t my last try
Just got to keep moving on
If they catch me ever
They’ll throw me back forever
I guess I should be ashamed
But I forget to be vain
Well I did the best I could I guess
But everything just bleeds
They say you’re only sad and lonely
And no one is impressed
I sent it off in a letter
I need somethin’ better
Than a nail and a hammer
To put me back together
But this ain’t my first ride
It ain’t my last try
Just got to keep movin on
Got to keep this together
Maybe next time is Never
Sometimes I must confess
I do feel a little over dressed
Sometimes it’s hard to tell
the wishing from the well
Where you threw the penny
and where it fell
I guess I should be ashamed
But I forget to be vain
Well I did the best I could I guess
But everything just bleeds
They say you’re only sad and lonely
And no one is impressed
sigh…..
Whoa! The anonymous one surely got it rolling in the right direction….but being rather overly suspicious, I think his is lying by omission of true facts. Possibly he knows our beautiful author but strangely he is intimidated perhaps scared to approach such a beauty straight and spill the contents of the bean bag. It’s okay to be scared.:-P. He is a smart guy and he is perhaps leading you all to believe that getting the “nike” instead of addidas will signal details dug up from cob webbed memoirs. I am a tactician also but I stand to be corrected.
The Hitchhiker
potshotsniper@gmail.com
hahahhahahah Gao!!!
wow.. u’re actually taking ur time to read my posts!?!??!?? i’m flattered… about the anonymous.. yes, he’s a nice chap… that’s all
Hey, I only knew you for less than six months and you can identify me while failing to identify a stalker you have had since you were sweet 16? Oh wait, how do you know he is a nice chap? Ur posts are very you actually…And you wouldn’t wanna know how long I have been reading. he he he…I am switching to stalker mode now. ;-).
your blog is very nice !
well done!!
You are so totally right (write!)
Oh boy, you’re going to get some comments on this one!
Your blog is so nice and so peace, I like it very much, and I hope the next time when I come, you have left your messages to me.