Knife thrower

Another strange dream came to yours truly just now. I’m kind of freaked out by it because someone I knew died in this dream.

He died saving me.

I remembered we were outside this gym or something, wearing our shoes. Suddenly, masked thugs carrying knives appeared out of nowhere and attacked us. He threw himself in front of me to protect me. One of the thugs had a lucky strike and managed to slice my hand. My hand felt as if it was on fire. I could REALLY feel the wound. Even if it was only dream.

“No!” he cried and inspected my hand. Then I noticed that one of the goons was charging towards him.

I screamed his name but it was too late. The dude had already impaled his knife into his head and the blade came out at the other side. He crumpled to the ground and blood was pouring out. I could actually smell the blood. It was so vivid. I knelt down beside him and yelled at him to stay with me. Tears streamed down both of my cheeks and I went unconscious but the whole time, I knew I was physically crying, screaming at him to stay alive.

He was dead. Because of me.

Then the dream carried on but I’m not going to explain it. But afterwards, I was just so depressed. So frustrated. So tired of life.

When I woke up, I was really crying. I told my parents that I was just worried about exams but I was actually crying about him dying.  

I think I’m going crazy. I don’t think I’m myself anymore.

SA1: Day 1

Today was the first day of SA1. It was English. I was okay, I guess. The compo and grammar sections were alright but some friggin questions in compre are kind of freaky... 


Tomorrow's Maths. My teacher says if you do the paper fast enough, you might be able to pass. Might. Damnit. Getting worried... 


Oh, and this is a prayer I found on Facebook. I don't feel like posting it on my wall, instead I want to post it here! :)


Heavenly Father,
Walk through my home and take away all my worries and any illnesses. Please watch over and heal my family and friends. Bless my home, family and friends with Peace, Love and Joy In Jesus Name. Amen.

This prayer is so powerful. Please stop what you are doing and post this as your status. Watch what He will do. With God all things are 
possible. :)


Besides praying to God, I think we should thank and praise Him as well. 
Here's a hymn for praising... (You don't need to sing it according to the tune, just sing it to any tune you like...)


Immortal, invincible, God only wise.
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes.
Most blessed, most glorious, the ancient of days, 
Almighty, victorious, thy name we praise. 


Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light
Nor wanting, nor wasting, thou rulest in might
Thy justice like mountains high soaring above
Thy clouds which are fountains of goodness and love.


To all live thou givest, to both great and small,
In all life thou livest, the true life for all,


We blossom and flourish as leaves on a tree,
And wither and perish; but nought changeth thee. 


Great Father of glory, pure Father of light, 
Thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;
All laud we would render: O help us see 
'Tis only the splendour of light hideth thee. 

Me in my Winter Uniform. It's a dress. Disgusting. And itchy too! :6

Blue and UGLY socks.

Silently suffering of itchiness, disgustingness, why-the-heck-are-we-wearing-a-tie-ness and sick-of-blue-ness. 

  

Peace on Earth

Yay! Another "Christmas Story Time". (I remember in PY, teachers talk like that to us)

Story 5.
I ALWAYS, no matter what, watch the fireworks celebration on TV for Christmas and I am constantly staring at the Christmas decors in the background although I think it's SO plain...

Story 6.
After I joined Choir, every Christmas, we had to perform at HKCC (HK Cultural Centre) for Christmas Concert. We had to stay back for rehearsals at school until 6pm. Man, I was so damn tired. Then when we went there, we basically sat backstage and waited... The little ones were so excited. I was so bored. I remember once we were working with smoke effects. It was perfectly fine during the practices but when we were performing, something went wrong. It didn't come out at the scheduled time and when it did, it kind of looked as if it exploded or something RIGHT UNDER the piano so it looked like the piano was on fire. LOL, that time was funny.

Story 7.
Once, I was in Macau for X'mas Break and I was at this awesome buffet. They had turkey and I knew US had turkey at Christmas so I had a piece. It was okay but my mom didn't really like it. Typical...


Present(s) that I usually received: Books. Maybe CDs...

Way(s) of celebrating in my family: Putting up the tree. Hotpot dinner. A movie. Oversea trips (sometimes). Trips to shopping malls to shop for anything except for unnecessary or REALLY pricey things . Permission to eat ANYTHING I want, including candy and chips, except one time I forgot to ask my mom about the X'mas party at P5. (What? I'm really afraid of my rashes breaking out!) Late-night movies. :) My cousin, he went to church on X'mas Eve and he was only able to leave at midnight. When he came back home, my aunt expected him to be all exhausted but he came back SUPER HYPER for absolutely NO REASON.

Child of September

A little something from Facebook...


SEPTEMBER BABY
Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand. 


I guess this describes me quite correctly. But I don't find myself attractive (or even "sexy")at all. Right? I don't know if I'm "emotional" or "loving" or even "caring". And I don't think I like to make love! That's just GROSS! Besides that, I'm pretty much all of the above... 

Happy Birthday to the people around the world! :)

Did I mention I LOVE kittens?

Again, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to whoever...

I don't know if you can see the puppies but just so you know, there are puppies on the card. Hehe, I am so lame...

Bamboo. I don't think you can see it?

Tulips. "Let's Catch Up" 

Bouquet. "Have A Nice Day!" 

Just strawberries. I like strawberries.

Just plants.

"When My Name Was Keoko" (Referring to "Allied Forces")

"Only The Good Spy Young" One of my fave books!

"Cross My Heart And Hope To Spy" Another of my fave books.

Whenever I get my hands on these things (can be twisted to make it come out), I go CRAZY and make it come out the whole way... :P 

Saviour of my lips during winter! 

Pretty book cover.

Another pretty book cover.

And another one...

Then another one.

One side of my folder that was given to me from the Committee members of my house, Sawyer.  

"The Last Olympian" Courtesy to Tony for giving me this book. :) Although I still feel a bit guilty "using" him to get this book...

Other side of my file.

Me love Strawberry Cream lollies! ;)

MA SUPA COOL ITOUCH! :D

I love my blades. <3

I dare you to hold it by the blade. Yes, I'm so skilled that i can do it... (-.-)

It's very sharp. Even when I haven't used it for some time.

My soft blade protector.

Me putting the blade protector on. I like to put it on. I don't know why!

Another reason I love my skates it that it has the word "Competitor" on it in this really nice font. It's so pretty. :) 

Peace!

Random picture...

Victory!-ish.

Welcome Back

GUESS WHERE I JUST WENT!! SIS Secondary School Campus! :) I am SO SUPER HAPPY!

First I got there at 11.20 am then I had to work out business with the stupid security guards there then I went up using the lift. I got to the 4th floor where the Canteen, Plaza and S1 Classrooms were. I walked out and saw teens walking around in awesome uniform (DGS uniform is DISGUSTING). No one seemed to notice me then I walked forward a little bit then Yatlai, Teri and Anne saw me and they hugged me. :) The we started to walk around then so many people saw me and hugged me. Man, I missed them. Then I saw JIE QI! :) We had memorable times in P6. I had an Egg Salad sandwich then we walked around the Plaza. It's small but enough for us. The campus is rather indescribable because it's just a jumble of classy, simple patterns. It's so nice! :) Then when I left, I saw Yippo! I kinda missed him...

I noticed that so many people changed after going to Sec 1. Yinghan was skinnier and tanner. So many boys' voice changed, like David's, Eric's... The girls stayed the same except for the occasional change of glasses. Oh, and congrats to Aiken who FINALLY was made a Student Leader! Yay-ish. And thanks to Vicky for the notebook. Unfortunately, I don't know what to use it for...

Today was one of the best days EVER. Now I'm so impatient for Christmas Fair! (10th December, 11) It seems so FAR AWAY...

Okay, bye Internet. Exams starting TOMORROW (T^T) and I need to revise like crazy for CL and CL History. Yuck.

Pre-Christmas

Okay my dear bloggers/stalkers/followers/friends/readers, the Confession Weekend is OVER! Did you enjoy it? I surely did! (Again, I am TOTALLY NOT lying. It is all 100% truth. Yes, even the part where I say I enjoyed it.) I will probably do something like that sooner or later. I will probably take you with me back to my vacations.

I will have like “European Day” where I post all the pictures of me when I was in Europe.

Or maybe a “Treasures of Taiwan Day” when I post the pictures of me in Taiwan.

Note: I might look a bit young in those photos but that’s for later!! :D

I DEFINTELY will take you to the SIS Christmas Fair 2011 and DGS Mini-Bazaar 2011 because they’re all my “firsts”. First time I’m going back to SIS after I left and my first DGS Mini-bazaar but you have to remind me to bring my camera! (I am WAY more forgetful than you think…)

Anyways, those are the plans for the future… So back to the present-ish…

WHAT DAY IS IT? IT’S November 28, 2011!! ONLY ABOUT A MONTH TO MY VERY BELOVED CHRISTMAS!! YES!! I’ve waited a whole YEAR for this! 365 days, bitches!

In the one-month countdown to CHRISTMAS, I will try to think of as many things that happened to me at Christmas and post it RIGHT HERE by yours truly!

Okay. First story.

I remember when I was a kid and still believed in Santa, I used to hand a Christmas stocking beside my bed’s ladder on Christmas Eve. I would wake up and find it full of presents! YAY! I would be so HAPPY! But before I had my bed lifted up, I used to put it on top of the TV in the living room. Once, I asked my dad how was Santa going to come in and give me presents when we lived in an apartment. I even asked him if we should build a fireplace so Santa could come. My dad was like, “No, no, no! Um, Santa will come in through the windows!” AHAHAHAH, it seems so funny when I look back… But I didn’t believe in Santa anymore after I woke up at six o’ clock on one 25^th December morning and saw my dad shoving presents in my stocking noisily. Then I was like, “Okay, Daddy. I know there’s no Santa, I can get my own presents next year." Man, I was so disappointed…

Second story.

When I was a kid, I heard that you should put out milk and cookies for Santa when he came so I had milk but I had no cookies. I didn’t know how to make cookies and there wasn’t an oven in the home at that time so I had to give Santa some Oreos. But I realized that I had wasted a perfectly good Christmas Eve snack… -.-

Third story.

I used to have a small tree for Christmas; it was as tall as me! I used to over-decorate it and leave it till CNY. I loved crawling around the tree and imagined that I was in a forest full of Christmas trees, all decorated nicely with baubles, tinsel and lights.

Fourth and FINAL story for THIS POST ONLY.

I used to be REALLY hyped up for Christmas (actually I think I still am), so when it was at the start of November, I used to take out the tree, decorate it then decorate my home with lights and paper icicles I made myself and hang them at the window.

That’s all for this week, tune in again next time!

P.S. I will be going back to SIS TOMORROW (29^th November, 11) I won’t bring my camera though… :P

Allied Forces

Allied Forces

Confession Weekend Post No.4

“When My Name Was Keoko.”

“Diary of Anne Frank.”

“The Book Thief.”

“When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit.”

“The Last Train to Hiroshima.”

These books are all about World War II. I have a secret interest. I am fascinated with WWII. I don’t know why but I’m always wondering…

How was it like to live in that period?

What was life like? Was there torture? Who were spared? What did the Germans/Japanese do with them? How did it feel like, emotionally and physically?

Especially, how was Hong Kong like? Did the people give up on hope? Or did they wait like damsels in distress for the Allied Forces to come rescue them? How did they react when the Brits abandoned them?

What about the Germans/Japanese point of view? Why did they want to conquer the world? If they did, would the Germans and Japanese rule together or will there be a fight for dominance between them?

But most importantly, who were the spies? Who thought of all the battle plans? Who thought of the strategies that led to downfall or power of nations? Did anyone try to stop Hitler personally? What about the Japanese? Was Hitler pleased with the war he caused? Was he satisfied of his armies’ progress?

I want to know the answers to these questions and maybe the answers will lead to more questions. I want to go to where the torture took place. I want to feel how the POW was like when they were in gas chambers. I’ve written about gas chambers before in the book I’m writing but I don’t think it’s enough. I’ve seen a TV documentary about a concentration camp in the wilderness of Belgium? I think. It’s really cold there. In the winter, it’s all snow, snow, snow and more snow. Inside the camp, there’s still abandoned personal belongings strewed on the floor. There are still shoes, watches, and notebooks… But the freakiest part is that there are mounds and mounds of hair still sitting there.

Yes, I am NOT joking. I remember that there was a HUGE mound of hair. They hair still had color and I remember that there were braids, shaven RIGHT OFF the poor girl’s head that the elastic band it still there!

This place still stayed like that until now, just so saddening.