Then I was off to Queensbay Mall to attend the 2pm karaoke session at Neway. It was my first time to Neway in Penang and it'd just opened not long ago. The last time I went Neway was in KL with Super Lenglui & gang. I can say that I'm a little disappointed with Penang's Neway, but maybe because it's still new. However, the rooms were quite small and I had to squeeze my way into the seat. However, what was more disturbing was that one of my new friend, wasn't really hygienic. His hands were still oily as a result of KFC aftermath but kept grabbing my new white t-shirt. OK, it's gonna get dirty anyway but hey, it was my first time wearing it and it had to become one of your casualties of the day? What's more, my microphone's battery ran dry inside Neway, so I wanted to go out and asked for assistance from the workers there. However, he was kind enough to lend me his and I was reluctant to accept because, I knew that his hands were still oily.
It was one of my worst karaoke session as i had stuffy nose and irritable throat. My voice coordination, tonalisation, vocal range and maintenance got distorted real bad. Couldn't even sing a line without flaw. After the nightmare, I got a bottle of wheat grass juice and met an AIMST Biotechnology student there. I could recognise him because I managed his application when I was working part time at AIMST. After courteous words, I headed straight back home waiting for Auntie Yang to come over to Maple together.
Saturday, 22nd May 2010 - Stayed home the whole day just Mapling and Facebook-ing. At night, I went dinner with my family somewhere opposite Sungai Ara secondary school. I forgot the restaurant's name but it was a place designed for family course dinner type or should I say "makan table" (in Hokkien we say "ciak tok" or "chu char") type. I saw 3 huu's there but of course they're untouchable. The food wasn't bad. Price - versatile as it was affordable. RM 53 for the following food:
Sunday, 23rd May 2010 - Helped my mother to mop the floor then had simple leftover food lunch at home. My grandmother suddenly called and I overheard something about property related stuff. I thought to myself, "chiao keh huey" again! My goodness, are humans that materialistic and realistic? Cibai!! Take one of my relatives' family for instance, His near-to-million house was actually purchased by my grandmother, but it was under His name because my grandmother thought that at least THEIR parents deserve to have a house. Does anybody think that He will acknowledge that it was my grandmother who bought the house? NO!! He will sure keep it for His puki selfish Self.
Now, that He already had that house with Him, why does He want to ask for shares of other properties? He does not share His house with anyone. And His wife didn't know about the house being my grandmother's and that her Husband was just a parasite puppet. His wife was even damn annoyed when other people (DIRECT descendants of the RIGHTFUL OWNER) stayed in the house. His children were ignorant of such a thing as well. They took everything for granted and now His wife hates my mother and I for what reason I'm not sure, but what did we do wrong? I actually liked His wife. His wife was my favourite aunt but I don't understand why she wanted to treat us like that. She had her share of fortune and went around the world. Same goes for her children. Could you all not just leave us in peace?
That was just a small part of a lengthy story that I would not suffer to share at the moment because I'm never as greedy as they are. Anyway, I had a short chat with one of my juniors out of boredom and I'm glad I did. I learnt not only about his personality but also about life. Understanding him better gave me a way of looking at certain things.
I had dinner alone tonight as both my parents were off to a wedding dinner in Raja Uda. They asked me to go along but I refused. Well, it's because I would feel very pressured if ever I were to encounter good-looking people. Felt myself being very ugly. Depression. It also brings a lot of unwanted memories from the past, of the people that hurt me. Felt like I don't belong here. I couldn't it in well.
Oooh~
No one seems to think too much of me here
and they're glad to tell it to my face
And they're right I'm not supposed to be here
I'm completely out of place
Somehow there has got to be a reason
Even as I try to think it through
There's a bolt from the blue
And I see a Shooting Star~
Set apart from all the rest
While the other stars are standing still
He's on a quest
Every night this Shooting Star ~
Dance across the twilight sky
Cause he knows he doesn't quite fit in
And he's longing to know why~
I feel so much better when it's night time
That's when I can sort of disappear
When the sun is set and it's the right time
For pretending I'm not here
Sometimes I just stare into the heavens
Wondering if the answer is inside
That's when I see the light
Of myself that Shooting Star~
On his way to who knows where
He's so unlike all the stars
But he outshines out there
And the solitary star
Is an awful lot like me
On an endless search in time and space
For a place that won't seem wrong
If we both hang on for long enough
We both somehow are strong enough
We'll find out where we belong
Every night this Shooting Star~
Dance across the twilight sky
Cause he knows he doesn't quite fit in
And he's longing to know why~










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