Thursday, December 10, 2009

Replacing the Cat that Curiosity Killed

Blatant truth is staring me in the face, devoid of freshness. But I don't want to take it on.
Not now, please.

I want this. Make time cease to function for a moment, let time take a breather.
It's been working and working and working ever since, forever.
Give time a pension.
Give time a ticket for a cruise on the Mediterranean.

Anything, just, make it slow down at least.

Time, please help me counter perplexity.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Shabang.

Yeasss.

SPM is over.
And now, I shall bury myself in awesome things :D

Oh boy does it feel wonderful no to think about school anymore.

I love this.

This, is the life :D

Friday, October 9, 2009

Scratch that.

S P FREAKING M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hastalavista.
I PROMISE I'll post on the 8th.
Straight after exams are OVAHH!

Woohoo,

11 A'S! Be they +'s -'s or just good old plain A's!!!


WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
PUMPED UP AND EXCITEDD!

Not.

I loathe you SPM.

Solace.

I'm not being dramatic. Really.

Every time I hold a guitar, I feel comfortable.

It's solacing. It's my solace.

Relaxation just inundates every inch of my very being. I swear. I feel so, at home.
I just love it.
It makes me so calm.

Every time I feel my shoulders are heavy, I just strum it all away.

It has quickly become a kind of book, where I can just write down all my feelings.
And all of those things I write, they disappear into the guitar. Even I forget them sometimes.
I guess that's what I like about it.
Only it knows, and it can never tell anybody else.
And all it does is listens.
It soothes me, all I need to do is sing my joys my sorrows; and it listens.

I suppose my loving the guitar and piano so much falls under the umbrella of what I really cannot spend a waking (or sleeping in fact) moment without in my mostly but not entirely mundane life.

Music.

I'd live and breathe good music if I could.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Gold Rock

You may be wondering what my title means.
It is what I call my little clutch that I like to bring when I wear matching outfits. hahaa.

Its 18 cm wide and 13 cm tall.
Its round-y and oval-y, and hard.
Oh yes, and also gold in colour.

Once filled with my phone and camera, and strapped to my wrist (it has a holder thingamajiggy)
I am fully equipped not only stylishly but also in case I am in need to defend myself.

As my mother would say,
"Baling dekat anjing, anjing pun boleh mati"
Kehkehkeh

It becomes as heavy as a rock, so if I need to throw it to anyone, he/she who tries to attack me shall feel the wrath of my gold rock; in other words, they will suffer from a concussion :) Quite a serious one I might add. haha

Anyway, I have had nothing to write about thus far, so I decided to write about my ever so weirdly fashionable and cool rock clutch handbag :)

Love it.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Eid'ul Fitr

Selamat Hari Raya yang ke-taktau berapa :)

Maaf Zahir dan Batin,

On behalf of myself and myself's blog, I'd like to arrange all ten of my phalanges and apologize for all my wrongdoings. Any feelings hurt were hurt unintentionally, do forgive and forget.

We start fresh :)

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri.

I wish you all have a great and happy time during this auspicious occasion.

Love,
Keisha and Delonix Rococo.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Beau Ideal

She had the most peculiar eyes; yet they were perfect. Beautiful; hypnotizing. A light shade of violet, with a shimmer of gray lining the edges of her irises. Her slightly arched eyebrows ran until slightly below her temples. They were dark and prominent and framed her face perfectly; a face that exuded beauty. Her lips, decorated with luscious deep velvet red, were such a wonderful contrast against her almond bronze complexion. Locks of her hair, dark and silk like, draped her forehead and flowed voluminously down to her shoulders; slightly covering her collar bone. Her sandy pink dress was one that left her shoulders bare, strong but feminine.
Her stature about five foot seven complimented by a statuesque figure was impossibly gorgeous.
She was like a character out of an old movie classic, only much more beautiful. She was the beau ideal of women in my eyes. Though her demeanour was somewhat vainglorious, who woud not be, with suck strikingly lovely features. And that was just her comely appearance.

Just beautiful. In every sense of the word.

Elephant and Hippopotamus Juice.

I dont really know what's going on.

Though I'll settle for seeing him happy.

I only say that I don't...but I really still do.
Who could believe such a lie. Seriously. I'll be in this state for a long time.

But hey, I'm absolutely fine. Never better. I'm surrounded by people who are constantly making me smile and my two perpetual pillars, I cherish them so.

It just feels like a painful void at times. Black, and hostile. Sometimes.

I forget about it most of the time.
But when it pays me a visit, the center of this void feels like it is being twisted and pulled further inside me. Drilling almost.

But like I said. I am fine. Never better.
I know I'll get over it one day.

The best part is, I don't know who I am writing about.
I know them.

But I don't know which one.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Hiccups

This blog entry has absolutely nothing to do with the title that I decided to bestow upon it.

I've often wondered:

1. Why people felt the need to evolve drawings into alphabets/words.

2. When people realized education is important.

3. How people discovered that a tree can be used to make paper. How did they process it?

4. How did the Egyptians make their drawings jut out (like its embossed) from the ancient walls; did they carve around the symbol? Wouldn't that mean they had to carve out the whole wall and leave the symbol un-carved?

5. Why chewing gum was invented. I mean, if you think about it, what's the point of it existing? Not that I don't LUB chewing gum...

6. When the first play was performed.

7. What my life would be like if I were to be born a boy.

8. Why and how people felt the need to invent instruments.

9. When people discovered humour.

10. How a prodigy's brain functions.

11. What it would feel like to be a synaesthete. I bet it would be amazing.

12. How I would carry out the perfect crime. (Not that I'm planning to do so in the distant future)

13. If I'll ever finish Grade 8 piano and be able to sight read well.

14. How soap was even begun to be thought about to clean one's self. Why didn't they settle for water? Or that plant that squirts shampoo when you squeeze it. And when they discovered that, how did they start wondering how to recreate it using chemicals.

15. How did they find all the chemicals in the world?

Ahh, just a few of my random thoughts... :D

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Zaman Kekerasan Air Ketiga

Went to watch Ice Age three just now.
Apparently, TGV, GSC and all other major motion picture screeners can get rid of all their fancy projectors, screens and equipment. They don't friggen need them anymore!

Would you like to know why?

They can all hire the man that was sitting behind my father and I!!

He was telling the whole theater what happened, was happening and what was going to happen. Amazing new technology his gob is. It doesn't require any kind of maintanance. Just shove that big gob with rice, lemak cili padi and an occasional candy bar and you're good to go.

Sheesh.
So annoying.

Where do these people come from? Seriously!!!

I feel your pain Firas. Vada man :D i love that word.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Troubled Felix

Betapa malasnya mahu menghadapi peperiksaan yang digelar peperiksaan paling penting kerana peperiksaan yang sungguh menyakiti minda ini ialah penentu ke arah kemerdekaan... eh, ke arah kejayaan, jika mendapati keputusan yang cukup memuaskan. Dasawarsa ini lantaran terlalu dihidangkan dengan perkembangan negara yang gah di persada dunia, namun kita acapkali terserentak dengan masalah pelajar yang masih tidak sedar bahawa mereka akan menghadapi SPM dalam masa 110 hari; dan mengira (and counting). Pelajar-pelajar ini masih lagi berada dalam dunia sendiri dan gemar membuang masa dengan melakukan aktiviti yang tidak berfaedah seperti menyanyi dan berangan sepanjang masa. Ini merupakan puncanya jerawat seringkali didapati tumbuh di atas permukaan kulit. Seperti mana yang kita tahu masa yang digunakan dengan tidak bijak itu sepatutnya digunakan dengan bijak; dengan mengulangkaji.

Mari kita mengambil contoh, Peon Meon, seorang pelajar Tingkatan 5 yang menuntut ilmu di Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Tengah Jalan Pusat Manusia Biskut Lembik, telah mangaku bahawa dia tidak minat menuntut ilmu. Peon Meon telah mengatakan bahawa beliau lebih gemar bermain guitar dan melakukan aktiviti yang dikenali sebagai 'headbanging' oleh remaja yang mengejar kehidupan moden pada era pascaglobalisasi ini, mengikut rentak muzik rock kegemarannya. Inilah punca masalah yang negara kita sedang menghadapi pada masa ini. Remaja yang tidak mempunyai keinginan untuk menuntut ilmu supaya mereka akan berjaya dalam kehidupan dan mendapat gaji yang sangat banyak pada masa depan? Tidak semestinya. Ada remaja yang tidak perlu belajar. Minda mereka terlalu kreatif untuk pembelajaran biasa. Ada pelajar yang mempunyai pelan tindakan sendiri untuk berdansa sepanjang perjalanan ke arah kejayaan. Ini semua bergantung pada individu dan perkara yang mereka ingin melakukan pada masa depan.

Apa aku merepek pun tak tau la. Haih. :)
BM sangatlah senang :)

I think I'll stick to English.
I'm working on it!!!!!

Sunday, July 26, 2009

The Epitome

I've just been thinking about how the world is just wanting to be futuristic too soon.

I was watching this documentary on Discvory Channel about Egypt's Lost Queen Hatshepsut. She was one of the most powerful female pharaoh's to ever rule Ancient Egypt. 18th dynasty.

So this man, the archaeologist in Egypt, I think his name is Zahi if my memory serves me well, he's been looking for Queen Hatshepsut's mummy for quite some time now. I didn't finish watching the show because I was tired :P so I'm not sure if he's found it or not. Anyhow, that's not my point.
So the documentary showed the whole process of finding this lost queen's mummy, and how they had to go 35 feet underground; into tombs dug by ancient egyptian priests in the middle of the night- only God knows how they pulled that off. And it showed how this archaeologist, went to the museum to check the log book that has entries dated way back in the 19th century; this log book has all the entries to do with mummies that have been diascovered. So his attention was drawn to these two mummies; unidentified Woman A and Woman B. So he went to find them in the museum and had them scanned so he could determine if they were Hatshepsut's relatives and what not. The machine that they used to scan the mummies can portray 3D images on a screen of the mummy. Now this is what triggered my thought.

The world is catapulting at high speed, into a vast, technologically dependant state. I mean, there's all this talk about new technologies that can do this and do that. Make life easier for man.

I bet you, there'll be a point where we don't even need to dig things up to find out about life that existed centuries before us. All we'll need at that point in time is a small device that can penetrate hundreds of feet into the ground and can allow us to see whats beneath the ground we walk on. Also, every single piece of information that we want to know, will be in the computer. Books will no longer be of need to anyone. They'll have these visual books programed into computers for our pleasure and all the books in this world will be labeled
'The Ancient Way of Becoming Knowledgeable.'

One question.

Where is the fun it that?

Okay, maybe two questions.

Where is the excitement in that?

It's just scary to think that man won't have to do anything. They just have to press a button and everything will be done for them. You have to admit, the world is going there. What with all the new technological gadgets emerging. You can even have your phone talk to you and tell you where you're going now for goodness sake. We dont need road signs anymore. Haha.

Yes, I know, the technology today renders precise, accurate and very detailed results and answers. But I honestly think this is where it should stop. Of course, it is inevitable and ineluctable for man to stop inventing new ways to make man's life as easy as it can get, but I do hope it doesn't go any further.

Although I would love to take a fly in a flying car whenever that happens to be of use by preponderance. I swear the tyre companies are feeling the pressure right now :P

But medical technology can go on improving as much as it needs to, it contributes to saving humanity right? So, no worries about that.

So there you are.

I believe, that even though at this point in time the world isn't nirvanic, this modern era is the highest point that the world should get to; the epitome.

Aurevoir.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Cannonball!

I won my first TROPHYYYY!!! -- for Lontar Peluru or as I say; Cannonball Throwing :D (5.6 meters!!!

At the age of seventeen.
And boy am I excited :D

I want to do it again but unfortunately it's too late. Ahhh, my fault. Oh well. Dum Diddly :)

Loving it :D

Friday, July 10, 2009

Inspiration

IN NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED OF IT.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

I miss blogging.

But I have nothing to blog about.

So,

As Tigger would say, TTFN

Friday, June 26, 2009

Nicholas, Dahiyah, how do you study?

I wrote a very long blog entry here. I pressed Ctrl+A, and backspace five seconds ago.
It was serious, emotional, and I just needed to write it. But I felt like it wasn't fit to be posted for everybody to see. But Nicholas and Dahiyah, I would love to hear/ read your answers.

Thanks :)

Thursday, June 25, 2009

The King Of Pop is gone.

R.I.P Michael Jackson

Thanks for all the amazing music you made.



Thursday, June 11, 2009

oh my godness.

Hahaaa, yes I did hear a woman actually say Oh My Godness. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

I'm feeling pretty bad about saying Oh My God to everything nowadays. It's the, " it isnt good to use god's name in vain" thing.

So I am going to list some cool alternatives, that I shall be using from today :D

1. OH MY GOOSEY GANDER!!
( This one has been used by my mother since Goosey Gander known when:D )

2. OH MY DAYSSS!!!
( Don't really know what this means, but it's kind of cool, eh? eh?)

3. OH MY!
( Simplicity; WHOAH )

4. OH MY CATERPILLAR!

5. OH MY GOODNESS!
( Commonality )

6. OH MY BUBBLEGUM!
( No explanation )

7. OH MY GOSH!
( I use this alot :) Don't know what gosh means though. )

8. OH MY SWEET DONKEYS ARSE!
( Okay honestly, I dont use this at all. It's Reuel's. haha I just think it's hilarious. )

9. OH MY SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS!
( Would be amazing if I started saying this all the time. My tongue would be so sore everyday. )

10. OH MY IDON'T KNOW ANYMORE.

Also, some substitutes for all you swearers out there, ehem ehem* lets be like Kazzers and start washing our mouths out with soap eh?
Here are some alternatives:

1. SHIZZLES

2. FUDGE

3. POO POO

4. FISHSTICKS

5. CALAMARI!!
( Don't ask )

6. OCTUPUS BUTT!!!!!!!
( Again, don't ask)

7. H1N1 !!!

8. SHEESHKEBAB!

9. ARSENAL!!!!!

10. Or you could just refrain from swearing or even substituting. Better :D

Friday, May 29, 2009

Tears.

Prison Break has ended.

I have cried; so very hard; if you watch it, you will understand.

My heart hurts :(

A Little Less Conversation

Contrary.

I believe, conversations are meant to be deep and meaningful. Then it is worthy of being given the title 'conversation'.

Conversation for the sake of conversing is no conversation at all.

Conversation means something.
Conversation is not sybaritic; it surpasses ostentation.
Conversation is so much more than just talk.
Conversation is opinion, fundamental knowledge; substantial.
Conversation intrigues the mind, intrigues the senses.
Conversation is; a blank canvas, one might say.

A blank canvas without which we would be without medium to express ourselves on.

If I am making neurons send electrical signals , then good.
If not, I truly apologize for my futile attempt.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

I forjot to tell you.

Kak Ul said she found Rooftop's body in a drain.

Such devastating news.

If he had been in our care, he would've been alright.

But who am I to say, maybe it was his fate.

R.I.P. Rooftop Boogie
Born April 1 2009
Died May 27 2009

Will always miss you little dude :(

It's not over, but it's still over.For now.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. BLISS.
Examinations have been concluded with the alright papers, Chemistry and Biology I.

BLISS BLISS BLISSFUL BLISS.
EXAMS ARE OVER.

Oh. I forjot.

SPM is coming.
5 months and counting.

Okay I lied. I didn't forget.

But it's nice to forget sometimes. But remembering again is painful. Oh the agony.
Oh the drama, Keisha. Haha :)

Come one people!!!! Work our BUMBUM's OFF for SPM!!!! Let's be the batch to get the most AWESOME results. I have a feeling we're all going to do amazingly :)

-K-

Friday, May 15, 2009

Snoozation

Blissful sleep has been a stranger lately.
My eyes are rested upon by the heavy air.
How nice it is to see shades of black.
Behind closed eyelids, the comfort in slumber.

I cannot wait to embrace a minimum of 8 hours of sleep tonight. I'll get 9 hours tops.
Tomorrow is finish Art Folio for SPM day. I can't wait.

Snoozation
, here Keisha comes.

Wrap and detain me in your cocoon of rejuvenation.

Wooh!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Preparing For Battle

My brain is preparing for it's war against the exam questions.
It is telling me that it wants to crush the exam questions. Obliterate them. Mutilate and smash them into smithereens. Metaphorically.

I'm telling myself: My brain is Bruce Lee. Except it isn't dead.
It is so fast that someone needs to slow it down to a normal rate. (Bruce Lee's stunts were so fast they had to slow the film down.)

I am making no sense whatsoever. I think this is what studying has done to me. :) I don't mind. Can't wait for exams to come, and be over. Go brain goooo. :) Ahhh, no sweat, brains are meant for high information retention. The brains capabilities surpasses what we all imagine possible. Haha. Whooh aren't I one for exaggeration :p

Till next time folks.

President Editor Keisha - I feel like being proud today :D

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Dedicated to a person who's name is my initials

I DON'T LIKE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

I really despise you.

You're smelly and you don't do things properly.
I'm furious! FURIOUS I tell you!

I really wish you would have said something.

I'm sorry to those affected, deeply.

I Wish You Well

Rooftop Boogie is gone.
Kak Ul said someone took him while he was walking around outside.
My parents think that mama cat, Joyah, took Rooftop back.
If the latter is true, I'll be relieved, he has his mama now and that's good.
But if someone took him, I hope he's okay. I really do.

I'm very sad. I miss Roofie.

Wherever you are, hope you're okay. Love you Rooftop.

:'(

JM

If you don't already know, I am currently ( and I think I always will be) in love with
Jason Mraz.
His amazing lyrics and music, his style, his attitude, HIM. Love it :) He's amazing really. As Firas said, he's one of the best musicians of the century. I agree, but I disagree. I think he's the best musician EVER; of the past infinity centuries.

Right now,

Bella Luna

Life Is Wonderful

and

Plane

are on repeat on my laptop. Love them.

My mother and father like his music :) My mother said his music is haunting, you hear it once and it's in your head. I agree. Totally.

Here are the lyrics to all three songs. Have a listen to them on You Tube when you get the chance.

Bella Luna

Mystery the moon
A hole in the sky
A supernatural nightlight
So full but often right
A pair of eyes a closing one
A chosen child in golden sun
A marble dog that chases cars
To farthest reaches of the beach and far beyond into the swimming sea of stars

The cosmic fish they love to kiss
They're giving birth to constellations
No riffs and oh no reservation
If they should fall you get a wish or dedication
May I suggest you get the best
For nothing less than you and I
Let's take a chance as this romance is rising over before we lose the lighting
Oh bella bella please
Bella you beautiful luna
Oh bella do what you do
Do do do do do

You are an illuminating anchor
Of leagues to infinite number
Of crashing waves and breaking thunder
Tiding the ebb and flows of hunger
You're dancing naked there for me
You expose all memory
You make the most of boundary
You're the ghost of royalty imposing love
You are the queen and king combining everything
Intertwining like a ring around the finger, of a girl
I'm just a singer, you're the world
All I can bring ya
Is the language of a lover
Bella luna, my beautiful beautiful moon
How you swoon me like no other

May I suggest you get the best
Of your wish may I insist
That no contest for little you or smaller I
A larger chance yet, but all them may lie
On the rise, on the brink of our lives
Bella please
Bella you beautiful luna
Oh bella do what you do
Bella luna
My beautiful beautiful moon
How you swoon me like no other, oh oh oh

Life Is Wonderful


It takes a crane to build a crane
It takes two floors to make a story
It takes an egg to make a hen
It takes a hen to make an egg
There is no end to what I'm saying

It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some words to make an action
And it takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some bad for satisfaction

Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la

It takes a night to make it dawn
And it takes a day to make you yawn brother
And it takes some old to make you young
It takes some cold to know the sun
It takes the one to have the other

And it takes no time to fall in love
But it takes you years to know what love is
And it takes some fears to make you trust
It takes those tears to make it rust
It takes the dust to have it polished

Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle
Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful
Ah la la la la

It takes some silence to make sound
And it takes a loss before you found it
And it takes a road to go nowhere
It takes a toll to make you care
It takes a hole to MAKE a mountain

Plane


Drain the veins in my head
Clean out the reds in my eyes to get by security lines
Dear x-ray machine
Pretend you don't know me so well
I won't tell if you lied
Cry, cause your droughts been brought up
Drinkin' cause you're lookin so good in your starbucks cup
I complain for the company that I keep
The windows for sleeping rearrange
When I'm nobody
Well who's laughin now

I'm leaving your town, again
And I'm over the ground that you've been spinning
And I'm up in the air so baby hell yeah
Well honey I can see your house from here
If the plane goes down, damn
I'll remember where the love was found
If the plane goes down, damn

Damn, I should be so lucky
Even only 24 hours under your touch
You know I need you so much
I cannot wait to call you
And tell you that I landed somewhere
And hand you a square of the airport
And walk you through the maze of the map
That I'm gazing at
Gracefully unnamed and feeling guilty for the luck
And the look that you gave me
You make me somebody
Oh nobody knows me
Not even me can see it, yet I bet I'm

I'm leaving your town again
And I'm over the ground that you've been spinning
And I'm up in the air, so baby hell yeah
Oh honey I can see your house from here
If the plane goes down, damn
I'll remember where the love was found
If the plane goes down, damn

You keep me high minded
You get me high

Flax seeds, well they tear me open
And supposedly you can crawl right through me
Taste these teeth please
And undress me from the sweaters better hurry
Cause I'm heating upward bound now
Oh maybe I'll build my house on your cloud
Here I'm tumbling for you
Stumbling through the work that I have to do
Don't mean to harm you

By leaving your town again
But I'm over the quilt that you've been spinning
And I'm up in the air, said baby hell yeah
Oh honey I can see your house from here
If the plane goes down, damn
I'll remember where the love was found
If the plane goes down, damn
I'll remember where the love was found
If the plane goes down, damn
I'll remember where the love was found
If the plane goes down, damn
Damn
Damn
Damn, you

You keep me high
You keep me high minded
You keep me high
You keep me high minded

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Telehunt-Madness

It wasn't as HORRIBLE as I thought it would've been.
All thanks to you:

Sheikh
Khairani
Nicholas
Sarah
Dahiyah
Nadia
Aisyah
Paul
Ayie
Nadhirah
Suraya
Reuel
Azeem
Prabu
Sawi
Ker
Afiq
Andy
Adnin


and I apologize if I've forgotten anybody. Very sorry, but I think you're all up there.

And thank you to the participants for supporting us by joining, you were all good sports and you did wonderfully :) Absolutely hilarious watching you! Very entertaining, hope no one has a concussion though!!!

WELL DONE ENGLISH SOCIETY!! WELL DONE PARTICIPANTS! :)


Till next time
as always

Keishaaaaa or or or Iman :)

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Guit-tar



I was playing House of the Rising Sun - the only song I know how to play from start to finish-, I'm Yours (i just found the chords), Breathe Me and Stay..

Made me calm :) Felt cool playing the guitar. Real cool, haha.

Need to learn new songs though, on the piano as well, all the old ones are getting boring, honestly. I NEED to practice more. Practical exam's in 3 months!!!!! Oh My Dot. Haih, so many scales, so little time. I LOATHE scales. I really do. I'll give you a little look at what I am OBLIGATED, no, FORCED to play.




For every scale on the above page, I have to play 4 times.
For example, C sharp minor up there, you notice it goes up and down, well, mine goes up four times, and comes back down. And I have 5 more pages of the above to memorize. Hahahaa. But it's fun. At least the examiner won't ask me to play ALLLL of them. haha.

Oh, piano. I've been playing for eleven years and I still suck. Haih, :P

I'll practice ,more, I promise :D
Scouts Honour.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Oh Dangit

The hecticity is not over.
It's just beginning.

But hey, let's not complain.
Roll with the punches we shall.

Love,
Masqueraded Supersapien :)

Sunday, April 19, 2009

It's In My House (The Sequel to "It's In My Ceiling")

The kitties in my ceiling, traveled into my mother's ceiling, god knows how.
I told my parents
"YESSS! I'm not delusional :) ! "
They laughed.
My father climbed, yes, he CLIMBED into the ceiling through this hole in the ceiling of our landing upstairs, but found nothing because there was this barrier up there. But the meowing didn't stop.

My eldest brother and my father went on the roof to see if they could see the cats by lifting the tiles of the roof up. But, unfortunately, that was unsuccessful as well because underneath the roof tiles is a sort of foil and other layers of other materials of the insulating kind.

My mother then suggested calling the Fire Brigade. My father agreed. He called, and explained about the kitties in the ceiling. The Fire Brigade phone man said they'd come as soon as they put out a fire somewhere.

True enough, the Fire Brigade came, with the Fire Truck, and ten firefighters :)
It was so so so so so so so cool.

My little brother said " This is the BEST night of my life..." upon seeing the gigantuous fire truck parked in front of our house; his eyes practically popping out of their sockets and his jaw practically on the ground; in excitement.

So four firefighters went upstairs to have a look-see. They went up in the ceiling through the same way my father did. Around five minutes later, I heard a loud meowing and the firefighter brought down a little black kitten! He said there were more up there but they'd ran away already. So, they rescued a little kitten from my ceiling :D It was really adorable to see such brave men, tough, brave men, rescue a little kitten :) Amusing, but very cool :)

One of the firefighters that came just happend to be cute :D hahaaa. but the kitten that they brought down made my night. Its so adorableee! ADORABLE!!! It's very dark brown, under the light, and has black pupils with blue irises, and is the size of my foot. ADORABLE! We (my little brother and I) took it into my room and started praying that we could keep it, and my father said we could!!!!! Both of us were over the moon, and still are. But, it misses its mother very much and still needs milk from the mother but the mother is nowhere to be found:(

So, my father and little brother took it to the vet and it turns out the little kitty has diarrhea :(
And the vet gave us some immunity medication for us to give little kitty and my father bought some milk for it, so it seems to be getting better. The little kitty is a male :) The vet says :)

If any of you remember, I said I'd name my next cat Guy de Maupassant, but, due to the cirucumstances leading up to this point, we've decided to call it Rooftop.

And I came up with its full name and nickname.

Rooftop Boogie

Nickname: Roof or Roofie

So, another member added to the family :)

Rocky Balboa; 3 years old
Sunny Baudelaire; 2 years old
Rooftop Boogie; 1 month old
:D

I love kucing :)

Friday, April 17, 2009

Hecticity

My gosh what a week it has been.
The school magazine photo shoot is finally over; thanks to ALL, faithful, great, Elit Movers, the two days were not only productive but fun-filled. Love you all :D Gratitude, gratitude. Thank you to Pn Fairuz Asyikin as well, for stepping in as our cool SR teacher, :)

Thank you to all SMK TTDI Jaya-ians, to thoe who cooperated and were very patient when their teachers didnt show up.

Thank you to all teacher's of SMK TTDI Jaya for making their photo one of the best to organize, and for making our day. Mr Shan looked awesome with the afro :) Pn Fauzilah, Pn Hasnah and Pn Norsham rocked the sunglasses and mask ;)

Sidang Redaksi, again, thank you so much for making things run, and for telling me to stop talking so fast :D hahaa.

Sarah, Aisyah, Khairani, Dahiyah, Nadia, Alia, Zati, Adila, Maryam, Aeisyah, Tasha, Emma, Fatin, Azeem, Syafiq, Aiman, Adnin, Sheikh, Hijaz, Haziq, Adli, Farhan, Faiz, Rafiq, Hafizul, Zikry, Azraei, Reuel, and everybody else, MUCHOS GRACIAS.

ELIT MOVERS ROCK!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Toile en Blanc; Blank Canvas

I'm spreading the paint of my emotions on this canvas. In french :)

juste parce que vous le portez, ne signifie pas que vous pouvez parler de d'autres. je vous montre du doigt. vous faites le même. vous recouvrez mais vous montrez les courbes sur votre corps, chacun. et vous faites des choses qui font les gens questionner votre éventaire, questionner vos méthodes et théories à avec cela. vous, sont embarrassants, dans une voie. j'ai fait mal moi-même. je ne ferai ces wrongs plus et je me suis amélioré, mais s'il vous plaît, vous regarde, avant que vous ouvrez votre bouche d'elle.


haha the translator is not reliable but at least my thoughts have been liberated :D theres something about market booths in there, when I initially wrote about something entirely different, but it's alright. I feel better :)

Mercibeaucoup

Friday, April 3, 2009

It's In My Ceiling

I heard scratching noises on my roof on the night of 30th of April.
It wasn't really scary at the time.
The scratching didn't stop.
I got home at around 3 on the 31st. I heard the scratching again, until night came.
I was beginning to think it was scary.
The next day, at around 5.00pm, I heard a cat meowing in low tone.
I stood on my bed to see if it was coming from my ceiling.
It was.

-_-"

A cat?! Above the plaster of my ceiling? Squished between the plaster and the roof of my house?!
What the hell.

As I was thinking all of the above,
I heard
three little meows.

OH MY SWEET DONKEY'S ARSE.

She gave birth in there?
OMSDA

So yes, now, I am listening to the mama cat, and her little babies scratching and meowing away, sandwiched between two ceilings. I wonder how it got there, the mama cat.

The funny thing is, I feel like these cats are, mine. I mean, I feel attached to them somehow. I don't know. Well the mama cat did choose to reside above MY room.
Its nice to know that new life has been brought into the world, its sort of calming, in a sense. I always wonder what they're doing up there. Those little kitties, if they have just been born, would still be blind, drinking their mothers milk, all four legs sprawled out and their eyes still closed. Adorable little things. I wonder what colour(s) they are. I want to see their blue eyes. Ah, I don't know, I find it so comforting :) Haha

Or maybe its a rat, or a bat up there. But then again, rats and bats don't go MEOW. So. Haha. Or maybe I heard the meowing from outside, not from above my room. I don't know. Whatever it is, I'll stick to my theory, because I'll admit, I quite like the idea of having a cat and kittens in my ceiling :D

I will miss them when they go.

Oh and yes, seeing as I heard three little meows, I'm just going to ASSUME that there are four little kitties. haha. So I've named them. One's Bob, the other one is Earl and the other one is Daisy and the other other one is Sage. The mama cat's name is Joyah :)

Adios ;)

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Perspiration

I feel good :)

That's a rare thing for you to hear me say.

I feel airy.
I feel warm.
I feel relaxed.
I feel awesome.

That's more than enough happiness for one entry :)

Friday, March 20, 2009

Blinded

My future seems non-existent.
Dark and dense,
A big black mass of thick uncertainty.

Fragments of my thinking,
Disperse from my train of thought.
Trying to paint a new picture,
Only to return a empty canvas.

Confusion, the malleable forthcoming imminence.
Destiny?
Fate?
Does one work towards destiny?
Does one wait for fate?

Bereft of clarity on ones non fictitious impending,
Everything happens for a reason,
Truth?
Shadowed denotations?
No,
Leave it to faith.


Thursday, March 19, 2009

OKAY PEOPLE, THAT'S IT!!!!

I'M GOING TO START A PETITION TO GET THESE STUPID GARDEYNIA* SONGS OFF THE RADIO! THEY ARE DOING MY HEAD IN!! SERIOUSLY!!

" Gardeynia, so good you can even eat it, on its own,
You can taste the difference in Gardeynia,
So good you can even eat it on its own.."

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I wish I could shove that song somewhere the sun don't shine!!!
Gosh.
But hey, it's a good in terms of advertising,
They've got me singing it, though I absolutely LOATHE it,
It just stays in my head, ANNOYING me.
It's like a parasite! hahaaa.
But its true that you can eat it on its own, nice :)
I still prefer wholemeal :)

Haih,
I'll give it to you Gardeynia.

"Gardenynia, so good you can eat it on its own.."
Damnit, there I go again! -_-"

SIGN MY PETITION PEOPLE!!!! :D

*Name has been changed because I'm scared I'll get sued :D

In need of Ro-Coco

Chocolate, oh chocolate,
How I will miss you,
Ah, but it's all for the better,
That you will be gone.
Gone from my sight,
Hydrochloric acid will not irritate the lining of my stomach when I lay eyes on you,
I will not salivate upon hearing your name,
You will never again bask in the ambiance of my duodenum or jujenum,
Nor will you pass through my bowels as poop anymore.

HAHAHAHA. Okay okay I'll stop right there.
I'm giving up chocolate. Just thought I'd tell you :)

And oh, if you would like to learn more about bowels, and stool, please visit:

http://www.familydoctor.co.uk/htdocs/BOWELS/BOWELS_specimen.html.

Very informative, it even has a stool chart to tell you "What kind of poo, is best to be excreted, by you!"

Gracias, Aufwiedersehn

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

German, anyone?

If anybody can answer..

Why is it that I prefer to lie on my bed and stare into nothing, than pick up a book and study for SPM, when I know SPM is the hugest thing ever!?

Haih, don't waste your saliva, I know the answer already.
I'm Mrs Lazybum of the century.
Well, considering the amount of studying I have done in the past few weeks, I wouldn't consider myself a lazy arse, but I feel like one, a BIG one. Gotta step my game up mannnn.

I still haven't finished revising Tingkatan Empat topics, I have, Physics, Chemistry, Biology and Agama, Sejarah, Math, Art, and AddMath to finish up. Oh yeah, those are ALL the subjects, therefore it can be concluded that I haven't finished revising anything! :( I'm working on it though. Sigh

I was thinking, this may sound very funny, but I don't know what stress feels like. HAHA. Honestly. What is stress? Lots of Homework? I can deal with it. So much homework that theres not much time left to study because the time has been spent to finish all homework? I didn't feel like pulling my hair out. I felt a bit flustered, but is that stress? I mean, I don't know. Lets say exams are tomorrow, my eldest brother looks at me and says
"Bukan ada exam ka esok?"
"Ada"
"Asal relax je ni?"
"Lah, biase je ah, haha."
Then
"Why is Keisha all calm, tomorrow exam!! If it were me I'd be so nervous and all!"
And I'm like
"Seriously, why is everyone so bugged by my calmness!"

I'm not bragging that I'm a cool cat - OH THE CHEESE-INESS!-
but heyyy, RELAX. haha, yeah right, like I relax all the time. No it's just that I don't really feel nervous for exams, especially school ones. I only get nervous about the results.
It's the same when I'm doing the exam.
After the exam, people are like,
"SUSAHH!"
And I'm like
"Errr. OKAY lahhh"
Not to say that it was easy. It was just OKAY hahaaa. I mean, some questions I could do and some I couldn't so it doesn't qualify as SUSAHHH!!

The Agama paper in Form 1 when I just got back from England was "SUSAHHH!!" hahahaa.
Thats becuase I knew ZILCH about everything. I was pretty depressed during the exam. And I thought the exam lasted an hour so I was scribbling with handwriting that was messier than a 2 year old's thinking I was going to run out of time. I'd stapled everything and stopped writing after the first hour and I looked around to find all of 1 Firasat's heads still focused on the paper. I was confused for a minute then I realized it was a 2 hour paper. I mean, I didn't realize, I read on the exam paper. HAHA. DUHH. But it was dizzying because my forehead was creased the whole two hours. In other words I was frowning due to frustration of not being able to answer anything. So that, I classify as SUSAHH!


I miss Frau Rabin, and German class in the oh-so-hot-in-the-summer classroom on the top floor of the building opposite the cantene. Cantine, Cantane, Cantanaa HOW DO YOU SPELL KANTIN IN ENGLISH?!!!!!
Speaking of the building opposite the KANTIN, the building on the right of the canteen, that's it! CANTEEN-isn't it?!, anyway, the roof of the building on the right of the KANTIN in England went up in flames!!!! We were all rushed to the hilly grass place behind school and we were all singing
"DA ROOF!! DA ROOF!! DA ROOF IS OWN FAIYAH!!!"
rofllmao

Unforgettable day :D

Moving on,

Ich heisse Keisha,
Ich bin sechzehn jahre alt.
Ich liebe shokolade.
Ich hasse schlange und spinna.
Ich lieblings farbe ist scwarz und weiss
Ich liebe wasser.
Ich habe drei bruder.
Ich bin so schon (GILA PERASAN :p)
ICH LIEBE JASON MRAZ!


I wish I didn't leave England so soon, my German would be better.

Ich Liebe Deutsch!!! :D

I do not know the purpose of this entry, maybe I wrote it out of boredom, hence the hollow, meaningless ramblings of randomness.

Aufwiedersehn.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

The Vivication of a Scintilla of Incandescence

What an elaborate title! :P

If you lot are wondering what my blog url means, the secret will be revealed in this very entry :)

Delonix is an evergreen , deciduous tree that grows in tropical Africa and India
Rococo is the French form of art, very ostentatious, similar to art from the Baroque era, and distinguished by its elegant refinement in using different materials for a delicate overall effect
I guess that's all I'm writing about today. I love the smell of pizza! Well wasn't that random.

Till Next Timeeeeee.
-K-

Take My Picture - Filter

1. Put your iTunes on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer;
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Tag some friends who might enjoy doing the questions as well as the person you got the note from.

1. What is your theme song?
This I Promise You -N'Sync.. hahaa. Mine and Ayesha's Theme Song

2.What do your friends think of you?
Pop- N'Sync :)

3. What do you think about very often?
Rock The Boat :O

4. What is 2 + 2?
If I Ain't Got You- Alicia Keys.. haha it rhymes, Whats 2+2? If I Ain't Got You :P

5. What do you think of your best friends?
Harlems Nocturne- Alicia Keys :)

6. What do you think of the person you like?
Another Way To Die -Alicia Keys and Jack White... umm, being with me would not mean you're going to die another way...

7. What is your life story?
Daddy- Beyonce.. auuw :)

8. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Who Is He - Bill Withers. haha..

9. What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Outta My System - Bow Wow and T-Pain.. hahaaaa, my love has come out of my system :P

10. What do your parents think of you?
Talk About Our Love - Brandy and Kanye West

11. What will you dance to at your wedding?
L'amoureuse -Carla Bruni, nice song :)

12. What will they play at your funeral?
Superhuman -Chris Brown and Keri Hilson :P

14. What is your biggest secret?
Let The Drummer Kick - Citizen Hope.. ?haha

15. What do you think of your friends?
In My Place - Coldplay :) all me friends are in my place, in my heart! haha :P

16. What’s the worst thing that could happen?
Fix You -Coldplay. hmm.

17. How will you die?
Like A Star -Corinne Bailey Rae... YEAY! I'll die a star! :D

18. What is the one thing you regret?
Trouble Sleeping- Corinne Bailey Rae.. hahaaa. yes, not getting enough sleep!

Okay, so the next few song are by corinne bailey rae so it would be boring if I used them as answers so I'mma skip ok? :)

19. What makes you laugh?
Dawn -Dario Marianelli.. haha nooo.

20. What makes you cry?
The World Is Not Enough- Garbage.. haha i guess i would cry if the world wasn't enough. :P

21. Will you ever get married?
Seven Days - Craig David.. HAHA, no i will not get married in seven days lol.

22. What scares you the most?
Emotion - Destiny's Child.. hihi

23. Does anyone like you?
La Vie En Rose- Edith Piaf ..

24. If you could go back in time would you change?
Summertime - Leona Lewis.. hehe

25. What hurts right now?
Tears In Heaven - Eric Clapton... :(

26. What will you post this as?
Take My Picture - Filter, gosh I LOVE this song very much :)

I am not getting married in 7 days people! :P

Saturday, March 14, 2009

IGUDESMAN & JOO


- If you notice, the violinist has a hole in his sock -the right one. hahaa. :) -

One word. AWESOME! hahaaa, these two guys do something so amazing, they combine to things that I absolutely love; Music and Comedy.

Its really cool because they aren't just normal, average, mediocre instrument players, they're just - as Reuel said- 'OH ME SWEET DONKEY'S ARSE' AMAZING! haha No, seriously. Very funny and breathtaking, especially the Asian guy, his piano playing skills are SICK! :) The violinist is awesome as well, he can dance and play violin at the same time! But they're both fantastic :) Please Please Please watch, you'll be entertained :)

My favourite videos of theirs on YouTube are;

Mozart Bond


I Will Survive


Rachmaninov Had Big Hands ( This is SO true! His intervals are CRAZY far apart!!!)


Piano Lesson


and

Riverdancing Violinist


WOOOH:)
GO IGUDESMAN & JOO :)

Friday, March 6, 2009

Jason Mraz Live in KL; 4th March 2009

It was, hands down, the BEST concert I have ever been to. Jason Mraz is phenomenal. His voice and his presence (and also his hotness, hehe) are just absolutely beyond awesome. I just loved every minute of the concert and was almost about to burst into tears when he was expressing his gratitude, ending the show :)

We (My Aunt, Ayesha and I) arrived at Stadium Negara at around 8.00pm -due to the jam!!!!- and the place was PACKED. We got tickets for The Pitt which is the area right in front of the stage with free standng space :) So we got a pretty good spot on the right of the stage about three rows of people from it. After about forty-five minutes of standing, waiting and screaming Jason's name in the last 10 because this guy just decided to shout Jason! Jason! Jason!, so everybody followed, but oh well it was fun!

So when he finally came out, of course, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Scream Scream Scream! He wore a grey shirt with those khakhis or whatever you call them, his predictable, adorable, laid back attire, and of course, he is never without his hat :) He exuded enthusiasm and passion for what he does. He was BORN to be an entertainer, he is just amazing at imitating musical instruments, and he imitated the saxophone and the base for us that night! And he danced, OH the way he danced, boy is he hot :P He was cha-cha-ing and did all sorts of weird but cool dances! Wonderful :) Damn good.

AND OH OH OH, he also said thank you in different languages after he performed a song. First it was Merci, then Danke, then Arigato, then something then Terima Kasih!!!! After his 2 or 3 minute break, he came back on stage with this sleeveless I LOVE KL top which showed his arms that were, I'm sorry I'm using this word so much, but, HOT! hahahaha :) He's just an adorable person :) He's so talented, I love the way he plays his guitar or the ukelele, so effortless but the sound is awesome :)

He said things like:
" ...and as citizens of the earth are you feeling rotated? (while turning around)" or something along those lines; and " Don't let your mind stop you from having a good time" or something close to that if I remember wrongly, but I made myself listen to that, and I just let loose, and I ENJOYED EVERY BIT OF IT! JUMPING AND SCREAMING! Gosh it was amazing.

He performed songs like Make It Mine, Beautiful Mess, If It Kills Me, Butterfly ( I LOVE THIS SONG), I'm Yours, Lucky (featuring this chinese singer that ruined the song in my opinion, reallly -_-), The Remedy, You And I Both, Life is Wonderful, and Dynamo Of Volition. He showed us these simple but totally fun and awesome dance moves for Dynamo Of Volition, so, do ask me , and I'll show you! :) SO SO FUN!

Even though, by the end of the show, my straightened hair had returned to its natural curl because of my profuse sweating that left me soaking wet, as I said, Jason Mraz's concert, was the BEST concert I've ever been to, and the fact that he sounds exactly ther same live as he does on the cd makes it even better.

I LOVE JASON MRAZ, HE ROCKS :)


video
-I didn't record him singing much, because I wanted to ENJOY his songs, soak them up if you get what I mean, and not focus on getting a good video or picture of him, because the videos recorded and pictures taken are all stored in my mind :) That's the best camera you can get you know, your mind :)


Friday, February 27, 2009

The Breath of Babies

A pool of fresh water, about two meters deep, glistening as the light hits its surface. Surrounding it, the matted green of perfect, soft grass compliments the many inflorescence's of baby's breath, forming wisps of white like foamy mist gently covering the ground. Winged creatures as pretty as the petals of the amaryllis flutter past the bleeding hearts and fairy fans, shimmering in the light. Incandescence, permeating a netting of leaves, hits the calm water and I stand there, soaking up the divine, celestial beauty of it all. The air, crisp,fresh and sweet, fills my nostrils and sends a sense of relief and clarity through my body as a certain quietude exuded the place where I would reside in dreams.




Thorns

Life isn't difficult,
Not when you're grateful,
For what you have,
For what's been given to you.

Life isn't the slightest bit as difficult,
As the lives of people,
Who don't have shelter to feel safe in,
Who don't have the comfort of being in their mothers arms,
Who don't have food to fill their empty stomach's

We often say,
I myself do to,
That life is so stressful,
Life is difficult.
As a matter of fact, we have it easy.
People stricken with poverty,
Living a life that has never included luxury in the equation,
They rarely ever complain, they never give up.

Yet when we have all the things that we do,
All the many amenities available,
Fret and whine,
Frown and grunt,
That's all we ever do.
When in truth we have to think
" There are people in the world,
Suffering from worse conditions, I'll pray for them,
I should be grateful for what I have,
To all my bad thoughts, good riddens"

Life isn't difficult
You're just going through thorny bushes
Beyond awaits sweet victory
Vast green meadows, serenity.
The thorns that hurt you along your journey,
Will fall if you leave them, they can be removed if you chose to dismiss them.
They'll leave a mark, no doubt,
But where will those thorns be when you're rolling on the grass in the meadow beyond?
They'll be forgotten, laying on the ground where you left them,
And that is where they will stay.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Cheek to Cheek

Heaven, I'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing cheek to cheek
Heaven, I'm in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gamblers lucky streak
When were out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek
Oh I love to climb a mountain
And reach the highest peak
But it doesn't thrill (boot) me half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
Oh I love to go out fishing
In a river or a creek
But I don't enjoy it half as much
As dancing cheek to cheek
(come on and) dance with me
I want my arm(s) about you
That (those) charm(s) about you
Will carry me through...
(right up) to heaven, I'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When were out together dancing, out together dancing (swinging)
Out together dancing cheek to cheek

Finally, I have found the song I've been looking for for about a year now! Haha, I didn't know it could be found so easily a year ago. Hihi. Me loves this song :) Very nice

A Bizarre Discovery

I was browsing for pictures to inclued in my Art Folio when I came across a very very adorable picture with the caption " Fish with arms and legs...". I immediately searched the same caption on the web and found tht the animal was infact real, and is called Axolotl. IT'S SO ADORABLE. Well at least the pink ones are :)

Found in Mexico, the Axolotl, or Ambystoma mexicanum is a neotenic salamander blonging to the Tiger Salamander complex. Neotenic means that it reaches sexual maturity without undergoing metamorphosis. Larvae of this species fail to undergo metamorphosis so they remain aquatic and have gills as adults. They can regenerate most of their body parts and breed easily too. :) Dont confuse them with waterdogs or mudpuppies, though their all part of the same family, they arent the same. AXOLOTL'S ARE CUTER :) Except for the , umm, unnatractive ones of course. *Shivers* They look like their half toad half alien. I swear.


ISN'T IT ADORABLE?! :) I name this one Squeaky :) I love Squeakyy !





This ones alright I suppose :P I'll name it, Monet.




Auwww, you know Axolotl's always look like they're smiling for some odd reason! haha.
Hmm, this one will be called, Mr Hyde ! :) Hahaha.

Lovely.

Friday, February 20, 2009

762 Miles Away

I won't bring it up,
I won't mention a thing.

I'll just say,
You didn't have to say those words to me,
Even though I hope you didnt mean them.

*****

I've come to realize,
How much you miss someone once they're gone,
Even if you feel like their absence won't affect you,
You find that it's their presence keeps you strong.
I've come to realize that,
This someone has been the only person,
That I can confide in,
That I can laugh with,
That I can cry with,
That I can turn to when things aren't going as planned.
Though I know you will be home soon,
I can't wait to be wrapped in your arms,
For I miss the comfort of being near you.
I miss you, Umi.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Hope

My friend Nadia had recommended the book Hope by Lesley Pearse for me to read, telling me that it was an extremely good book. I have to admit that I was skeptical about it being good, and my skepticism had only been further supported when I laid eyes on the book. IT IS MASSIVE. 658 pages long, it looked to be - to quote Georgia from the movie Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging, in a different context- beyond the valley of thickness and impossible to be read. But I put my doubt and laziness to one side and opened the book for the first time; I was almost immediately engrossed.

Every page got more and more intriguing and I found it very hard to let go of the book let alone shut it, however tired my eyes were.

Hope is about a child, living proof of her mother, Lady Harvey's adultery. It was her fate to die a stillborn. But soon, Lady Harvey's maid Nell Renton, discovered that the baby was not dead at all. Since it was to be kept a secret from Lady Harvey that the baby, who Nell named Hope, was alive, Nell brought the child back to her Mother, Meg for she knew Meg would provide Hope with love and care. As predicted, Meg took Hope in like one of her own and brought her up as a Renton.

The story goes on to tell how Hope, unaware of her true identity, was brought up in the Renton family, how she was blackmailed to leave her home and never come back and her tough struggles in life. Even as a nurse while there was a terrible cholera epidemic and later on in the battlefields of the Crimea, in such unfavourable conditions, she proved to be a woman with remarkable strength and determination. Showered with heart-warming, heart-breaking, exciting, sometimes gloomy and suspenseful moments, this book is an awesome read that doesn't bore. You feel like you are able to see Hope growing throughout the book and how mature and intelligent she was well before she became an adult.

All in all, Lesley Pearse definitely did not disappoint, and Hope is indubitably a character that I will never forget. A truly wonderful read :) Thanks Nadia.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Numero Uno

After what has seemed like years not having access to something that has been present daily for the past year (the internet), I have grown accustomed to it not being there when I want to use it, haha. But I will not tell a lie, I absolutely miss it :) hehe

This is the dawn of a new blog. Hahaa, I hope to enthrall and entertain you with my entries every week, hopefully. Tis of course the y ear of the very much dreaded SPM, therefore many many entries will iobviously be out of the picture. :)

Enjoy people :D