ok, this blog is definitely dying.
how sad! T.T
anyway, I have something to show you guys!hihi...
an essay ! *squeals in excitement*
yeah, that's right.
an essay...but not an ordinary one. 'cos i've kept it for quite some time.
written during spm. but dunno why i was scared to post it.
lolz... ok, here it is.
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Hallo!
Alles gut, eh?
Nway, I’m studying maths now… (yeah, rite…)
But, a brilliant idea suddenly came uninvited when I was doodling nothing particular wth my hands, just..numbers, formulas, etc.
Ok, I’m babbling. Let’s clear the bushes, shall we?
Out of the blue, I couldn’t stop but thinking about this one word “beauty”…no! it’s not bcos of spm 1119 paper… thanks to this fanfic, “Through His Eyes”…now I can’t settle down the flutters in my stomach after reading it… it’s super, duper amazing!! XD
So, I’m going to make a one-shot…just a fictional story, but, I use real characters here…no offense guys!! Just want to kill the boredom…allow me to start please…
Setting: In the middle of the world …or somewhere in Puncak Alam…
“I think she’s ugly,” Teah said pleasantly, like she’d just said the most remarkable thing in this world.
Aish stopped abruptly from her work…(I don’t know what she’s doing anyway), and replied quite accusingly to Teah,
“Why? Because she’s dark, is it?”
Teah always does that. She speaks her mind, without thinking what others might feel or react. I secretly think this is just Teah being herself. Can’t blame her though.
“No. She is ugly…and she is dark, obviously,” Teah replied confidently but didn’t look at Aish’s annoyed face anyway.
“Ugh…” Aish groaned audibly in surrender.
Dja just sat there, saying nothing.
But I know, deep inside her, she was thinking…a million oceans wide! Maybe, she just doesn’t want to say anything…yet.
Setting: Around the school canteen…
The day was pleasant…(smiles…)
As usual, we conquered two tables there…to eat. Nothing much could be done during recess…just eat. That’s when the heart-to-heart session started. Aish and Dja played important roles here…lol…
“I seriously think I hate people. I hate guys. I hate their stupid and shallow perceptions…narrow-minded much. Typical Asian man…bla…bla…”
We all just listen to Aish’s mountainous amount of dissatisfaction. Of course Tieq, Qhis and Dja will alternately butt in to voice out their opinions too…I prefer to listen. Hana and Una will just listen but they also smile slyly and laugh to any amusing part of the conversation.
Teah wasn’t there. She’s absent.
“I think it’s unfair to say someone is ugly just because she is dark,” Dja said. (I remember this part vividly)
“I am dark. I don’t like it when fair people get EVERYTHING!” Aish said out loud. (Yeah…I agree.)
When they were all done expressing their thoughts, their eyes darted to me. I stayed silent, though.
“Nad is so quiet,” Aish broke the silence.
I just smiled. I was not quiet inside! I had loads to say…but, I prefer to keep it to myself. But hey, I love it this way. I love my friends so much. Each of them has their own uniqueness that I’ve analyzed throughout our 2-years of friendship. If only my friends know how much I love them, and how desperately I want to be with them all the time, not willing to separate even for a second. But things do not go that way. We will go our separate ways…someday. I’m going to miss you guys…
Aish, Dja, Hana, Qhis, Teah, Tieq, Una…
--------------------------END OF Stupid STORY--------------------------
Hahah! Scheisse!
Aku rasa dah tersasar krgn ni…
Nway, I wanted to talk about beauty.
U know, some people just…tried so hard to show their beauty…
And compare it to everyone else…
They thought they’ll be happy that way…
As for me…I don’t feel happy that way.
I love beauty…I appreciate other’s beauty…
I have found 3 beautiful things in this world that never failed to make my day… Tokio Hotel, Rozila Daud and my friends…
I’m a boring person I know!! But I’m happy that way…
As long as I have these 3 things, I won’t ask for anything else…
One thing for sure, there are yet more beautiful things I haven’t discovered…I hope one day I can see it…and feel it…
Teah!!! I’m sorry!!! It’s a fictional story k?? no offense…huhu~~
ps: the beauty of love is to admire without desiring…
loves, nad.
