Haha.. read a comment from the previous post which made me beam with happiness..
(ceh.. aku nih jenis yg cpt hepi.. =p)So I decided to do some
tracking on posts made by fellow bloggers on the whereabouts of the dozen pens my '
lill brother helped post when I was away. The addresses + stamps were already done.. tinggal nak masukkan pen dan postkan jer...
(tak tahu la... kot2 ade yg tak smpi.. Wallahualam)Read from
en_me's blog Cerita lain, me baru terima hadiah dari blogger yg muda lagi jelita itu. Hendak tahu apa dan siapa? Sila klik ‘CONTACT‘ me diatas belah kanan itu. Me terharu sehh - tanpa kawan-kawan yg best-best gitu, siapalah me yg ini kan.
(pic taken by en_me and posted on his blog. Nice!!!)
Read from
stingray's blog
(comel ar lukisan tu.. hehehe)Oh.. and some entries by
Yonna,
Aima (adik Benjamin Othman) dan 'cik'
Ad3ck. And edited later... takut en
penyu nangis... entri nih pon ade pasal pen nih.. hehe...
Why did I do such a thing??? Ermmm.... aku nih pelik skit kot... benda2 mcm nih menceriakan hidup aku kot.. hahaha...
(old diaries dated way back in the 1990's, when blogging didn't exist)So after much thought, I decided to type one of my old diary entries onto this blog. Written a long time ago.. maybe it could clarify my odd behavior to you readers... LoL
Warning: Entri ini agak panjang dari biasa...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dear Diary,
My family and I just moved back to Malaysia after many years abroad. I was new at the whole idea of meeting my lost (and almost) forgotten relatives. It filled me with awe at how different this country was from the previous one.
As a kid, who made friends easily by just being strange and awkward looking among my other relatives, I noticed I gained an admirer. She was also awkward looking, in the darker version with a bit of a hunchback. She hung on my every word, tried everything to please me and I guess she played along every game I played with the other kids.
We literally grew up together, during the harvesting seasons of the paddy fields that came between my house to hers.
I remember her being all happy and excited one fine night when she came, breathing heavily, to my house. She claims a tortoise got lost and came to her house. To rebuff her claims, I took the courage to go through the leeches infested fields just to see for myself! My father decided to come with me. Oh and by golly!!! The tortoise was so huge!!! It was one of the fondest memory I had with her.
But time passed so fast.
I grew up. UPSR, straight A’s, PMR, straight A’s while she lagged so far behind. I received the offer to continue my studies at Sarawak while she had to stop schooling after SPM since she failed her exams.
Our relationship drifted apart.
Life was good to me. But not likewise to her, her life worsened. Rarely able to keep a job, and being a relatively shy person, she was shunned by her peers. Her father died suddenly which devastated her whole family and her mother grew distant with each passing day. She had many siblings but all were so absorbed and struggling with their own lives that she seemed to be a ghost in her own house.
I rarely came back home. But when I do, I’d be spending most of my time with my siblings. We’d go fishing, swimming, shopping and whatnot.
I hardly noticed the day when she’d come by my house asking for me.
Then one day during a school holiday. I was devastated by this shocking news.
She committed suicide.
Rat poison.The irony of the whole thing was that she had a quarrel with her elder brother and threatened to poison herself. Not taking his sister serious, he ignored her. And to his shock, she absent-mindedly drank the poison (I think it was mostly to prove her point) and while spitting out blood she choked for help. Her brother ran for help. But it was too late..
I partially blamed myself for not being there for my childhood friend.
My darkest secret is now out.
Only then did I realize, I should appreciate the people around me. Any signs of kindness would have prevented anything bad. I should’ve but I didn’t.
Am I a bad person???
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hahaha... the last question hung till this very day....
Sigh...
Sekain, wassalam
p/s: If only I could change the hands of time.
p/s/s: ku malas nak translate... Have a nice weekend everybody!!!