#blog : the beautiful sunset today… happy birthday again yurikone’chan. (Taken with instagram)
Arigatou, hana’chan :)
(via momentsofnil)
by: James Kavanaugh
Will you be my friend?
There are so many reasons why you never should:
I’m sometimes sullen, often shy, acutely sensitive,
My fear erupts as anger, I find it hard to give,
I talk about myself when I’m afraid
And often spend a day without anything to say.
But I will make you laugh
And love you quite a bit
And hold you when you’re sad.
I cry a little almost every day
Because I’m more caring than the strangers ever know,
And, if at times, I show my tender side
(The soft and warmer part I hide)
I wonder, will you be my friend?
A friend
Who far beyond the feebleness of any vow or tie
Will touch the secret place where I am really I,
To know the pain of lips that plead and eyes that weep,
Who will not run away when you find me in the street
Alone and lying mangled by my quota of defeats
But will stop and stay-to tell me of another day
When I was beautiful.
Will you be my friend?
There are so many reasons why you never should:
Often I’m too serious, seldom predictably the same,
Sometimes cold and distant, probably I’ll always change.
I bluster and brag, seek attention like a child,
I brood and pout, my anger can be wild,
But I will make you laugh and love you quite a bit
And be near you when you’re afraid.
I shake a little almost every day
Because I’m more frightened than the strangers ever know
And if at times I show my trembling side
(The anxious, fearful part I hide)
I wonder,
Will you be my friend?
A friend
Who, when I fear your closeness, feels me push away
And stubbornly will stay to share what’s left on such a day,
Who, when no one knows my name or calls me on the phone,
When there’s no concern for me – what I have or haven’t done-
And those I’ve helped and counted on have oh, so deftly, run,
Who, when there’s nothing left but me, stripped of charm and
Subtlety, will nonetheless remain.
Will you be my friend?
For no reason that I know, Except I want you so.
*mobile phone rings*
Caller: *speaks in chinese language*
Me: “I think you got the wrong no.”
Caller: “No, no!..” *continue to speak in chinese language, while also mixing it with malay language*
Me: “I’m sorry, but can you please speak in english?
Caller: *pause* “Uh.. sorry. Wrong no.” *click* (hangs up the phone)
Me: {seriously?!?} Wtf..
I’m an avid reader. I’ll read (or re-read) anything I could get my hands on. I’ve plenty of books, which cannot fit my bookshelf anymore (which reminds me, I have to buy a new one - new bookshelf, that is). I have a very unusual way of reading, though.
I read depends on the mood. My mood.
I guess maybe that’s why I couldn’t finish one book in one go. Usually I read around two to three books at the same time; sometimes even four books. No, I don’t read them simultaneously. What I meant is, I would start reading one book, then after few days (or after the next hour or so), I’ll read another one, and so on - even if I haven’t finish the first one I started. Then I would go back to the first one I read when I’m in the mood again, then on the next again, and the next, depending on my mood.
For example, I like to read Anne of Green Gables series during sunny days, with gentle breeze blowing through the window - which usually happens in the afternoon during my break time. Other books I read in different time of the day, or weather conditions; like suspense thrillers on rainy days, classics on cloudy days, or at night, etc. (sometimes in random, like: classics on rainy days, biographies on cloudy days, etc.)
There are also times when I would have a sudden urge to read one particular book, like Pride and Prejudice by my all time favorite author Ms. Jane Austen, or The Sicilian by Mario Puzo. It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is, nor what weather condition that time, as long as I have the urge to read that book, I’ll read it; and whatever book I was reading prior to that urge will be put aside, until I’m in the mood to read it again.
It’s a weird habit, I know. Sometimes, it took me a while to finish all of them; but most books I read that way, are those I’ve already read before; and so it really doesn’t matter if I took time to finish it, because I already know the story.
Exceptions to this weird habit are:
- new books that really got me hooked from first read. I would finish these ones without reading others.
- books (or any reading materials) needed for research, or work.
- books that have time limit; due date, i.e. library books; borrowed books
As of now, I’m currently reading three books: Anne of Avonlea by L.M. Montgomery , The Witch of Portobello by Paulo Coelho, Percy Jackson and The Sea Monsters by Rick Riordan, and like what I’ve mentioned above, that sudden urge to re-read has come, and Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen is what I have in mind now.
And so.. without further ado, I would take my leave now and start doing what I always love to do best - READING.
A neon green light is flashing through our bedroom windows like a freaking ‘signal’! It came from Mamih restaurant - across the river - opposite our place. I wonder what is it for?!?..
