One down, one more to go.

Ah, the comforts of home sweet home. I've been practically standing almost the entire night with heels (not more than 2 inches, thank god!), moving, singing... Apparently, you don't feel the weariness creeping upon you during the show. It only comes CRASHING down on you after all *smiles* *shines* *waves*...you know what I mean.

Well, to be completely honest, I'm not sure how we did this time. According to Tunku Marina (our choir coordinator)...we could have done better. But, not to worry, we still have 2 July 2007 (Monday) to worry about, and I am already "looking forward" towards the last minute rehearsals etc.. Oh dear, just thinking about it tires me already.

Anyway, I had fun today. Tiring, but yeah..fun. The whole program was pretty good, I guess. No one died of boredom. *snickers*

2 July 2007, Monday
About 8pm
Istana Budaya
...Hmm...I have free tickets, if I'm lucky I get extra!
Smart casual.

Will I be seeing you? :)

CONCERTS!

Blurry, busy nights. Everything's happening so fast, there's no time to react. In about 20 hours from now, I'll be on stage in front of hundreds (I think) of people, performing for the launching of K.L. Festival 2007. Then, about 48 hours later, I'll be on stage, again, performing for another concert. This time, it's for...one of the many programs for this K.L. Festival 2007. Oh well, you're all welcome to watch.

30 June 2007
About 8 pm.
Istana Budaya.
First come, first serve basis for seats. Come early and you'll get good seats.
Smart casual will do. :)

Hope to see you. ;)!

ab initio

Ab initio... From the beginning, it means.

Why do I feel so alone?
Surrounded by a million people, I still can't find what I need most.
I can be in the company of the best of my friends...
And yet, still feel like I'm so far away.
I may be smiling outside, keeping a calm, composed, jovial façade.
But deep down inside of me, I'm crying...hoping and wishing fervently that someone will come and take me away.

Ab initio
I've felt that way.
I've always wonder why.
Maybe it's the inner part of me, seeking tranquility.
Seeking solace.
Seeking the happiness that comes with every sorrow and pain.
As they say, 'what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger'.
I have yet to experience that very notion.
One day, I'm sure I will.
Because to me, everything happens for a reason.

P.S.: I know this doesn't make much sense, but..do endure my rantings. I just need them out of my head, and soul.

More quizzes.

You are a Tomboy Girl!

Instead of flirting, you tend to pal around with the guys you crush on. And why not? You can hold your own in sports, video games, and gross out contests. Just make sure and suprise them with a touch of girlishness every once and a while. Then you'll be treated like the hottie you are - not like one of the guys.

What Kind of Girl Are You?

*Oh well, suits me! =P!

Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ESFP)

Your personality type is playful, charming, open minded, and energetic. Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 9% of all women and 5% of all men You are Extroverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving.

How Rare Is Your Personality?

*Cool. I always thought I'm quite an introvert.

What Your Dreams Mean...

Your dreams seem to show that you're a bit disturbed... but nothing serious. You may have a problem you're trying to work out in your sleep. Overall, you are very content in your life. Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities. You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.

What Do Your Dreams Mean?

*I'm disturbed??? Oh...maybe. But just really slightly. He he.

Your Life Is Worth...

$1,044,000

How Much Is Your Life Worth?

*That's little! I want to be worth much more! ~

You Are 29% Vain

Okay, so you're slightly vain from time to time, but you're not superficial at all. You are realistic. You know that looks matter. You just try to make them matter less.

How Vain Are You?

*Not very vain here, am I? Hmm..something's wrong! Ha ha!

To Remember Me

If you had read 'The Star' newspaper today, you'd have come across an article titled "The Circle of Life" (Starmag, page 23). I was deeply touched by this piece of article.

Robert Noel Test. He wrote an essay entitled To Remember Me. This essay drew international notice and inspire organ donors all over the world today. Let me share this essay with all of you, for those who did not read the papers today.

To Remember Me

The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying.

At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.

When that happens, do not attempt to instil artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And don't call this my deathbed.

Let it be called the bed of life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives. Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.

Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.

Give my kidneys to the one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.

Take my bones, every muscle, every fibre and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Explore every corner of my brain.

Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.

Burn what is left of me and scartter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grom.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weakness and all my prejudice against my fellow man.

Give my sins to the devil.

Give my soul to God.

If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you.

If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

*I hope this essay will inspire you. I do not know if someday I will be one lucky organ donor. Maybe someday, when I start to reminisce and come across this post...I might make my decision and be one. Whatever will come, will come. Now that I'm still young, I'll just keep on fighting...

The Quizzes

"Words are like manifestations of your emotions. So if you feel vindictive, your words will sting. If you feel benevolent, your words will heal. And when you feel cuckoo, your words wont make sense." - Quote from dearest Kak Nik. (How true!)

Your Aura is Blue

Spiritual and calm, you tend to live a quiet but enriching life. You are very giving of yourself. And it's hard for you to let go of relationships. The purpose of your life: showing love to other people Famous blues include: Angelina Jolie, the Dali Lama, Oprah Careers for you to try: Psychic, Peace Corps Volunteer, Counselor

What Color Is Your Aura?

*Interesting. Well, can't really deny it. :)

You are Dark Chocolate

You live your life with intensity, always going full force. You push yourself (and others) to the limit... you want more than you can handle. An extreme person, you challenge and inspire the world!

What Kind of Chocolate Are You?

*Finally found a quiz concerning chocolates! But...do you think this is true? I happen to LOVE dark chocolates! Mmmm...am I that intense? Only you can tell me, for I happen to be the most floaty person I know...

Words.

How much courage do you need just to tell someone you love them?
How brave are you to go up to someone and say the words "I'm sorry"?
How strong are you to hear words that will break your heart?
How confident are you, knowing if you had said the right words?

Words.
Words can say a million things. But what? What are the things most worth saying?
With words, you can hurt someone, you can bring someone to his/her knees, you can send reality spiraling into the core of their souls, you can make someone cry, and you can make someone jump with joy.

Words are powerful. They can change someone's life. Words can leave a very deep impact on a person, depending on how they are said. Words cannot be taken back, once they are said. Some words may be forgotten, and some words may be remembered, forever.

I believe that words play an important role in life, generally.

Then again, words...can be just words. With no meaning to it. *shrugs* Words. What do you say?

4 June 2007 looms even closer.

For some reasons, I just can't wait for my exams to be over. Instead of feeling fear and dread (as I have always expected), I simply can't wait to sit for the paper. And if you're trying to tell me that I'm totally ready to sit for the paper, you're wrong. I still find it so hard to "just do it". I can't seem to get the right words out.

*Sighs* Why does it always happen to me? Or rather, why does it always happen when it comes to hard core subjects? I can totally 'express' my answers for Math. Why can't it be the same for Biology or Chemistry? Physics maybe?

Maybe this is the reason why most of my peeps decide to drop these subjects.

Now I can tell them, I know exactly how they feel!

"You are not here to make me smile..."