tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71057551534288999162024-02-18T22:05:53.185-08:00Over the Clouds..Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.comBlogger987125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-53267554259843103932013-07-18T11:50:00.002-07:002013-07-18T11:50:33.100-07:00The Second (Part 4): The Answer<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">For this blogpost, i will not be mentioning names.. I shall be describing the girl of my first confession as 'first' and then second one (who is the main character of this story) as 'second'. I like to keep things alittle private and mysterious. XP Oh and pre-warned that this is going to be one hell of a long post.. Therefore the entire story will be split into multiple parts (roughly around 5 parts or lesser, depending on my mood)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">If you are interested in knowing 'The First Confession' story.. Here is the link for you to start reading from part one. Fear not, the story of the first doesnt have much relation to the second one.. So, not reading the first one is fine. (but of course, it would be better and nicer of you if you were to read it! XD)</span><br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html" style="background-color: white; color: #002a77; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;">http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html </a><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">For those of you who have missed the first part here the is link to read it! X)</span><br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-second-meeting-part-1.html" style="background-color: white; color: #002a77; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;">The Second (Part 1): The Meeting & Knowing</a><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-second-part-2-pathetic-chase.html" style="background-color: white; color: #002a77; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;">The Second (Part 2): The Pathetic Chase</a><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-second-part-3-round-2-lets-go.html">The Second (Part 3): Round 2, Lets Go!</a><br />
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So in the year 2010 I was having my second confession to a girl whom I've been liking for about 3 years (from the time of event) Unlike my first confession, this one was setted up slightly more beautiful.. I was confessing to her during our HELP college's prom night. The place that we're at was was beautiful, the prom night event was pretty beautiful (good enough to be remembered), and of course, she was beautiful.. There would be no other time that would be more beautiful time than that moment, to confess my feelings.<br />
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Both of us are just walking around the hotel, looking at the surroundings, talking about this and that.. after that, we walked into a section of the hotel where the setting of the place was beautiful.. There was a grand piano beside us, there were beautiful lightings and pretty exotic pictures around us. Basically, the surround was pretty romantic in my opinion.. The moment we had our little short moment of silence.. I went for it. I took a deep breath, approach her and said<i> "Hey, I just gonna say this.. I've liked you for quite sometime now.. and so, would you be my girlfriend?" </i><br />
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After one short paused, she gave me a smile and said 'Yes'.. The moment she said 'Yes', there was another short pause which it felt like a long long pause to me. I was hypothetically pinching myself and re-comfrim whether did she actually said the magic word. When I was done and came back to reality, I felt embarrassed and shy.. Actually both of us did. Not a word was spoken, but only embarrassing smiles on our faces. Then, she let me hold her hands, smiled at me for another time and then we both walked back into the prom room together. The moment both of us walked in, all of my friends saw both of us holding hands. They were all surprised but at the same time, very proud of me. All of my bros ran up to me and everyone congratulated and cheered for me.. That was the most beautiful night I've ever experience in my life.. And that you guys, was the story of my second confession.. X)<br />
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THE END *snap*<br />
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Alright, enough day dreaming and teasing, lets get back to reality shall we? Whatever that was written above would have happen if she said 'yes'. But her real answer was actually 'no..'<br />
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The reason was because she was still not ready to be in a relationship yet.. She was still sorta afraid to get into a relationship at that point. She said that she felt that she was still too naive and dont really understand things about relationship. I told her that I will wait for her until she is ready.. Then she told me she didnt really want me to waste my time on her cause things could change over time. Maybe later on, I might not the be person that she likes. In other words, she didnt really develop any true 'like' feelings for me.. just friends feelings.<br />
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Now, some of you guys are probably thinking "That is just an excuse for rejecting you la!". But if you actually think about it for awhile and think in a different perspective, its actually a pretty legit and acceptable reason. Besides, no rejection will ever sound nice.. So, as a real man, we just gotta accept the other's opinion, decision and just live on with it.. Which is what I did. After my confession, I could tell that she felt extremely bad for rejecting me.. She was continuously saying sorry.. I told that its okay.. gave her a smile and walked her back to the prom room. The entire journey back to the room was quiet...<br />
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So, after that short drama.. I head towards the performers changing room, sat down and think about what just happen. I was not extremely depressed yet as what just happen didnt really hit me, yet.. After sitting down for awhile, Max (a very good college friend of mine) came into the room looking for me cause i need to head to stage to get a reward as a fund raiser for the social sphere. He noticed that I was feeling a little bit depressed that moment.. Since he was the first person to ask, I told him what just happen..<br />
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After telling Max what happen, he gave me a path at the back, some works of encouragement and we both get ourselves ready to head up the stage and claim our reward as a fundraiser team for the prom night. While I was on stage collecting my reward, I look down towards the crowd and to the table where 'second' was sitting.. she was not there anymore. I guess she have left the prom night already.. When I realize that, it hit me.. depressing emotions starts flowing in.. and begin the emo nemo yuming.. ( Just to clarify, no, i didnt not cry on the stage.. nor after i went down the stage.. basically, i just didnt cry la. DX)<br />
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That night, everyone who slept over in the hotel that the prom night was held had an after prom night party. It would be great if i know how to drink during that time.. For all i know people usually drink when they are depressed after a rejection right? I thought that, if i knew how to drink, i would drink and try and wash away all those depressed feelings that I had inside.. But since I dont drink at all, I just turn in myself early.. I wouldn't want to disrupt the fun that everyone is having by listening to my sad rejection.. So, I head to bed straight while everyone else was having a great after prom night party..<br />
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Now, just like what happen to me and 'first' after my huge confession fail, I had a distance with 'second'. In a way, I thought that it would be a good way to remove the feelings I have with her for the period of time.. Thinking that I would probably go back and talk to her once im done removing the feelings towards her and moved on.<br />
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It was alittle bit difficult to keep a distance from her as both of us are in the same college. Plus, HELP is not really a big college at all. We are bound to bump into each other.. Usually I would dump my friends and spend time talking to her instead. But after that rejection, to keep our distance, I would just say hi and hang out with my friends. Basically, it was the awkward distance period for the both of us.. at least, it feels awkward for me but i dunno whether it feels different or awkward for her.. until i found a blog post written in her blog.<br />
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Now, lemme get something straight.. I have been bloggin for about 6 years now (up till today) and never had I have someone wrote one blog post just dedicated for me.. NEVER. And she was the very first girl who wrote a blog post which the main topic some what is about me.. (i think..) The blog post title is called<span style="background-color: white;"> '<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.1875px;">习惯</span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 19.1875px;">'</span></span> , translation, that means 'used to' or 'habit' or 'be accustom to'. (this is kind of a direct translation. XP) Basically, what she wrote was the things about me that she has grew accustom to all this time.. Like everytime I see her, i will pat her on the head, dump my friends and talk to her, and always start of our conversation with 'hows your day'. I never knew how much of a friend am I to her really until I read that post..<br />
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After reading the blog post that she wrote, i realized how important of a friend am I to her. When the 'distance' period happen between me and 'first', i never really knew how did 'first' felt about me.. like how important am I to her and all (until the aftermath of our story. XP) which lead to a misunderstanding between me and her.. hence, causing the drama of the 'first confession' story. 'Second' was different.. in the blog post she sorta clarify things out to avoid misunderstanding between both of us.. she was in a way writing a message to me that she didnt want me to felt that i was been 'used' all this time and she appreciate all the things that I've done to her all these time.. Those line woke me up alittle bit and touched me alittle bit inside. XP<br />
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Besides, keeping this 'distance thingy' is probably not gonna work out for me and her. Who knows, things might turn out to like what happen to 'first'? I would never want that to happen again.. More importantly, I have already planned on leaving HELP college and head over to different other universities to pursue my studies (as HELP doesnt offer game designing courses). Which means, it would be a waste of time if i keep the distance thingy going on with 'second'.. I should spend more time with her creating a couple more good memorable memories with her for our one last semester together instead..<br />
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The next day, when the moment I saw her, I head towards her and gave her a pat on the head and talk to her like we always do again. Everything felt nice once again. X)<br />
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Now, the story is not over yet.. We are sorta half way through the entire story.. But from here on, im going to drift away alittle bit from the main story.. Its still connected to 'second' in some way and its sorta the part of the story but it doesnt really involve 'second' for this short part of the story.. Just continue reading on you guys will understand what im saying.. XP<br />
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So, from what I've heard and witness myself.. another way to remove your feelings your have from someone is to look for another someone to replace it. Some people say that this phase is the infamous 'rebound' period. Now, I thought that my feelings for 'second' was pretty deep to the extend that no one would probably replace her place for quite sometime.. That is until I got close to Amy..<br />
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TO BE CONTINUE..Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-84660602078220071862013-05-22T08:16:00.000-07:002013-07-18T11:50:59.412-07:00The Second (Part 3): Round 2, Lets Go!<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">For this blogpost, i will not be mentioning names.. I shall be describing the girl of my first confession as 'first' and then second one (who is the main character of this story) as 'second'. I like to keep things alittle private and mysterious. XP Oh and pre-warned that this is going to be one hell of a long post.. Therefore the entire story will be split into multiple parts (roughly around 5 parts or lesser, depending on my mood)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">If you are interested in knowing 'The First Confession' story.. Here is the link for you to start reading from part one. Fear not, the story of the first doesnt have much relation to the second one.. So, not reading the first one is fine. (but of course, it would be better and nicer of you if you were to read it! XD)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">The Story of The First:</span><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html" style="background-color: white; color: #002a77; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;">http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html </a><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;">For those of you who have missed the first part here the is link to read it! X)</span><br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-second-meeting-part-1.html" style="background-color: white; color: #002a77; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; text-decoration: none;">The Second (Part 1): The Meeting & Knowing</a><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-second-part-2-pathetic-chase.html">The Second (Part 2): The Pathetic Chase</a><br />
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Previously in "The Second", despite how pathetic and awful my chase was in high school, some one up there decided to gimme a chance to redeem myself. 'Second' was going to the same college as I am.. And with the rumors saying that she would only want to get into a relationship after high school, means that I might actually have a shot at things.. Basically, things are just about to get very interesting.. XP<br />
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The story of us in college all started on Orientation Day. Back when I was in HELP, I joined a society called Social Sphere which is something like a student counsel group kind of thing. Anyways, one of our job as a Social Sphere memeber is to help out for the Orientation day such as being a tour guide, settling the registry and etc.. I volunteered myself to be in the tour guide section, so that I see my juniors and more importantly, see 'second' and hopefully become her tour guide. XP<br />
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At first I wanted to pick a group where 'second' was in.. But later on, I found out that we are not given the chance to pick the groups that we are going to tour guiding. Which means, everything is gonna go random.. To be honest, I was a little disappointing but a job is a job.. Well at least I could see my future juniors or about someone interesting (which will be introduced later on in the story..)<br />
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Group by group, students are walking out from the auditorium to meet their tour guide. And then, it was my turn to meet the group of college students.. One by one unfamiliar face gather around and stood infront of me.. Then, I saw one of the last few person who walked out from the hall was her! 8D (Seriously, all of this might sound like some magical korean drama stuffs BUT it really did happen!) I was alittle bit nervous cause I was my first time bringing a bunch of college students for a tour guide of a college that honestly im not very familiar with as well. But anyone would be EXTRA nervous when one of the people who are tour guided is your crush. No worries, everything went well and according to 'second', I did a good job being a tour guide that day. XP<br />
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And after that day, begins the story of both of us in HELP and of course my round 2 chase for 'second'. XP Now, I wouldnt say that my chase improved tremendously after high school.. but I have to say my chance and opportunities are just much better compared to last time. I get to meet her more often and spend more time with her compared to last time. And more importantly, not love rivals (i think) around to intercept or demoralize me but myself! >XD<br />
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Sometimes, when she would be alone around the corridor doing her assignment, I would just sit beside her just to keep her company. She will sometimes ask "Wont you feel bored sitting beside me, watching me studying?". Every time she ask me that, I would either not answer her or I would give her an excuse like "Im waiting for a friend" just so I could spend some time with her. I can just sit down there and do nothing but pay close attention to her and not feel bored about it at all.<br />
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Being in the same college and same course also means that we would have a chance on having same classes with one another. Now, throughout my entire foundation years with her, I have never had a class with her.. We have same subjects but just in a different class.. But still, We would share tips for quizes with each other about the subject and together-gather be paranoid before the quiz. If we have a same lecturer with a same subject, we would share little bits of stories of what happen in the class and give heads up to one another if the lecturer is not in a good mood that day. X)<br />
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Of course, walking was still the thing for both of us even in college. When both of us have breaks or have nothing to do, we would walk the entire HELP main campus corridor We will walk and talk all the way to end of the corridor and after that all the way back to the main entrance again.. this process will repeat about 2 times until one of us gets tired and decided to sit down and continue the conversation. Sometimes, we would take the bus home together and I'll walk her home after that. And of course, the other thing that really didnt change one bit, is the awkward silent moments.. At least the more we talk, the number of awkward silence decreases. XP<br />
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Basically, spending time with her in college was just amazing.. I have never been this close to someone I like.. Not even compare to 'first'. But eventho I feel that both of us are doing very well keep close to each other, i was still uncertain about the timing to confess to her. I was very cautious about her feelings towards. We are close, but are we close to the extend that we are more than just normal close friends? It would just be waaaay to risky to just confess without are solid reliable comfirmation but at the same time, it would be a waste of time if i dont do something about it as foundation is only a one year course.<br />
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My friends around me thinks that we are close enough to be in a relationship already.. but that is just coming from my friends. They could be just saying nice things to boost my confidence. Thru out this whole time with her in HELP, there was a flaw in my chase.. which is not getting close to any of her close friends in college. If I was close to any of her college friends, I could at least get a clearer understanding of her feelings. But since I didnt take much effort to get close to pretty much any of her close friends, I was suffering in confusion.. until prom night..<br />
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Prom night was pretty amazing.. The theme, the food, the music, the entertainment its pretty good I would have to say. Maybe its I've never experience prom night before. (Yes, that was my very first prom night) But anyways, the key point of the story was she attended the prom night as well. The theme of the night was "Beaute Et La Mode", which means something like 'fashion is beauty' (i cant really remember. DX) and so, I was one of the models who is going to be doing the fashion show for the night.. So, in other words, it was a pretty busy night for me.. But thru out the whole time, I couldnt wait to get the job done and go out and meet my friends. The other thing was, I couldnt help thinking how would she look like in her dress? XD<br />
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The moment I was done with the performance, I change my cloths in the proper suit up attire and immediately head towards the hall where everyone was at. After that, I was assign with a second job which is to walk around and talk to people (something I do best~ XD) to check and see how are they doing for the night. And then, I saw her. She was sitting at a table with all her friends.. and any guys that saw their crush in prom dress would probably say the same thing.. "She was beautiful". It was the first time I've ever seen her dress up that way. She was so beautiful to the extend that I actually became shy to even walk up to her and talk to her.<br />
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Normally, at the end of prom night, they shud have those lovely dovey slow dancing music playing for people to dance with someone they like.. but our prom night did something known as the after party. Instead of playing slow dancing song, the DJ plays hardcore club dancing music. I wanted to ask her out on to the dance floor dance or maybe just move around since she never have this kind of dancing experience before. But she didnt want to cause the music was just waaaay too loud for her and she was shy. So instead, we both decided to head out and walk around the hotel.<br />
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As we both are walking and talking, I notice the hotel was beautiful. The setup of the place was actually pretty romantic in my opinion. We then walked into an area which I felt was suitable and there were just both of us in that area alone. The place was right, the moment was right, and I couldnt stress this enough.. she was beautiful. Everything just felt perfectly right.. So without any hesitation, I confessed to her on the spot..<br />
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TO BE CONTINUE (should have seen this coming eh? XD)<br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-second-part-4-answer.html">Click Here to Read Part 4!</a>Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-11150881978763600682013-04-19T08:44:00.000-07:002013-05-22T08:17:42.283-07:00The Second (Part 2): The Pathetic Chase For this blogpost, i will not be mentioning names.. I shall be describing the girl of my first confession as 'first' and then second one (who is the main character of this story) as 'second'. I like to keep things alittle private and mysterious. XP Oh and pre-warned that this is going to be one hell of a long post.. Therefore the entire story will be split into multiple parts (roughly around 5 parts or lesser, depending on my mood)<br />
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If you are interested in knowing 'The First Confession' story.. Here is the link for you to start reading from part one. Fear not, the story of the first doesnt have much relation to the second one.. So, not reading the first one is fine. (but of course, it would be better and nicer of you if you were to read it! XD)<br />
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The Story of The First:<br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html">http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html </a><br />
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For those of you who have missed the first part here the is link to read it! X)<br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-second-meeting-part-1.html">The Second (Part 1): The Meeting & Knowing</a><br />
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So, at the age of 16, the 4th year im in high school, form 4, i have realized that I have develop feelings for 'second'. The quiet little girl which my first intention of talking to her is to bring her out from her study zone, slowly turned out to be another thing.<br />
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Now, i remember mentioning alittle bit about it before, but 'second' was a pretty popular girl back then. And due to that, I realize have quite a number of rivals around me. And the funny part is that I know almost ALL of them. I guess that probably explains the reason why im not close to any of them even until today. (except one which I will introduce to you guys later on in the story. XP)<br />
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With the intensive amount of rivals around me, it will probably be a dumb idea to just rush in the chase race without doing any research. Lucky for me, I already had a small head start which is knowing and getting close to her close friends (and double lucky cause one of them is apparently my close friend's gf. XP) But later, I got a HUGE information which will totally change my whole game plan. Apparently, 'second' doesnt want to get into a relationship until she graduate from high school. That kinda sucks cause i will probably only get to stick around with her until high school only. With that, I decided to just go for the chase race, try to score some points and who knows, with my kindness and maybe.. JUST maybe my good looks and charms things might change her mind set?<br />
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Even so, my chase towards her was pathetically weak.. Compared to my other rivals, my moves are ALMOST un-noticeable. According to her, she said that she could barely notice that I was actually chasing after her until her friends actually told her about it.<br />
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The only good move that I think I actually did was during Valentines day. That day, I actually wanted to do something really special for her.. Like buy her something or just do something impressive that could score some points for my chase. I kept on thinking, thinking and thinking and finally, I over thinked and in the end i couldnt find anything that I can do to impress her. I guess I was alittle bit too last minute to prepare for her anything. Things became alittle bit more demoralizing on valentines day.. I saw many of my rivals DID something. One of them bought her a whole bouquet of rose. Another one actually gave it to her infront of the class. Looking at how my other rivals have executed their plans for her on valentines day, I got demoralized hence, i got emo.<br />
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After school, I walked her home and the more we walked the more i started think about the things that I should have done.. Spending that little short walk distance with her was nice, and that short moment really made me feel like doing at least something for her for valentines day. The day is not over yet, so its still not too late to do something for her. So, on the way home i dropped by a cake shop and found a valentines day special chocolate cake which is selling for RM3. Coincidencely all i have in my wallet that time was RM3. So without any hesitation, i bought the cake.<br />
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Next is to give the cake to her, which is another problem to me.. I was scare that giving her the cake face to face would give her the idea and impression that Im chasing after her. (logically, i am SUPPOSE to give her the impression but i was stupid back then so yeah..) If that happens, i was worried that things will be different between us like maybe she will start avoiding me or something. So, I thought that giving to her face to face is a bad idea (again stupid me..) If I cant give her face to face, then how am i suppose to give it to her then? giving to her parents will be SUPER AWKWARD, giving to her maid should be fine but what are the odds of that happening? So, I decided to left it outside her house, near the front gate.. And the plan was to call her to inform her that there is a cake outside for her..<br />
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Now, like i mentioned this valentines gift was an extremely last minute plan. So, i really wasnt going thru my head while planning for this thing. My initial plan was to go home, grab the phone, call her and tell her that there is a cake outside.. BUT it takes me about 20minutes to go home. In 20 minutes, ANYTHING COULD HAPPEN!! Like what if it rains half way while im walking home? She will have a chocolate drink instead of a cake. Or like what if the sun is so sunny to the extend that it melted the cake? Then that case she will have chocolate soup to drink! I was quite a distance away from her house already, going back and grab the cake might be alittle bit awkward, what if she catches me do it!? D8<br />
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So I start doing the thinking in my head.. Then I remembered talking to a friend of mine while walking back home. Coincidencely, she lived just around the neighbor hood. I immediately head over to her place, ring on the door bell and ask her for help. She was with a friend (who is also a friend of mine) hanging out and getting ready to go somewhere. So, i was pretty lucky that they are still around. The new plan is to borrow her house phone to make a phone call to 'second' to let her know that there is a Valentines Day cake gift sitting right outside her house. Just as i was about to make the phone call, I forgotten about the most important thing.. her phone number. I have her phone number in my cellphone but my cellphone is not with me. (I was a good boy who dont bring his cell phone to school) BUT lucky for me, my friend's friend who is also a librarian have 'second's number (oh thank god!) so, initiate the plan, call her, tell her that there is a cake outside her house and lastly, wish her happy valentines day..<br />
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I dunno whether that whole small part of the story was actually romantic or not. I was not even sure myself whether what I did was romantic or not!? All I know that, i was really really messy. XD But the two friends of mine who witness the whole thing said that it was extremely sweet. So, oh well.. good enough~ Other than that, there is pretty much nothing which is sweet and romantic anymore.<br />
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Now, I dont know about my rivals but there is a little 'something' that always kept me and 'second' on going. And thanks to that 'something', that is pretty much how me and 'second' really developed our bond and friendship. That 'something' is called walking. Yeap, walking has always been part of our routine, and it is probably the only 'something' that I have with her that stands out between me and my rivals. Cause from what I know and what i heard, not many guys have the privilege to get to walk home with her. Not just walk home, just the chance to get to walk with her to places was already good enough.<br />
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Anyways, like i said.. my chase was pretty pathetic compared to the other guys.. more importantly, SPM was just around the corner. If i spend too much time thinking of chasing after her, then I would most probably flunk my SPM papers and resit my entire form 5 life. (noooooo...) Besides, she will most probably be busy studying for SPM as well. So, i decided to stop down on the chase and focus more on SPM.<br />
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Lets skip the story alittle bit forward shall we? Cause during this time frame, there is really nothing interesting happening between both of us but just study study study. So lets fast forward all the way to the day we got our SPM results shall we? Now, on SPM results day, we met each other again after the long after SPM break.. During that long break, we did keep in touch thru texting but that time i was in HELP doing my foundation and she was working that time.. So both of us are pretty busy in a our own way. Sadly, it was not much different even on SPM results day. I didnt really get the chance to talk to her much.. After she got her results, she was either on the phone with someone or snapping pictures with other people. (again, I cannot stress this enuf, she was popular. XP) Besides, I have my own things to do as well that day. After the whole thing, I was thinking of accompanying her back home but I still have classes to attend that day, so I have to head back to HELP ASAP.<br />
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So, the day that we got our SPM results, was the probably the last day that we will meet each other.. Well, thats what I thought at first. A few days after the SPM results day, one night, she called me. (Or was it I called her? This one both of us are not very sure about it either. BUT for the sake of continue-ing this story and to make it sound better for my side *muahaha* lets just leave it this way~XD) The phone conversation was pretty long because besides doing ALOT of catching up, we also discussing about college stuffs. Apparently, she is still have trouble deciding what and where she wants to study. So, as a HELP student, I suggest to her HELP and do foundation as well~ XD<br />
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A few weeks after that phone conversation we had that day, she called me and told me that she decided to go to HELP and do foundations as well! The moment when I hear her say that, you guys have no idea how happy and excited I was.. Despite, how bad our communication was all this time and how bad my chase performance was back in high school, someone up there decided to give me this second chance to redeem myself. Plus, both of us are college students.. So things are going to get much more interesting..<br />
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TO BE CONTINUE..<br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-second-part-3-round-2-lets-go.html">CLICK HERE TO READ PART 3! </a>Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-61548574871134313552013-04-16T07:28:00.001-07:002013-04-16T07:28:42.107-07:00ThreatHave you ever become a threat before? When i say threat, im not saying like your a gangster going around, kicking asses, bullying people, killing people, people are scared of you, police are afraid of you and they think that your a THREAT. Nope, im not talking about that kind of threat.. im talking about a much more smaller and harmless threat. XD<br />
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So, the other night me and my friends are sitting down together to have midnight supper session (aka 'yumcha' session) and we are just chilling sitting down and talking some guy stuffs and all. Then suddenly, one my friend brought up a topic and the whole conversation became more like a confession moment. It wasnt really like a confession moment like telling each other secret things, its more like telling each other "do you know?" that kind of thing? Get it?<br />
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Anyways, we continue on with the "do you know" topics.. Then, one of my friend told me this.. "Klex, do u know that I used to think that you are a threat?" Yeap, you guys didnt read it wrong nor was there any typo. The guy said that i was a threat. I was alittle bit confused with what he just said, and then he explained "Back then, before I was going out with (name shall not be mentioned here), i thought that you are going to get her before me wei!"<br />
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Then everything is starting to make alittle bit of sense.. Now, you see back then when i was in HELP, i talked to alot of people. I was a pretty socialable guy (unlike how am I today) so, I made friends with this girl who is currrently my friend's (the guy that i was having conversation with) girlfriend today. Before both of them are dating, both me and the girl have pretty similar time tables when I was still in HELP.. Therefore, we both hang out pretty often back then.<br />
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Apparently, I was close to her to the extend that my friend thought that i was going to be his love rival and I was a 'threat' since I was alittle bit more closer to her than he is. In a way, it gave him an impression that I have a 'head start' in the chase race. But I do have to admit that both of us DO look like something was going on.. Cause once in awhile, me and the girl will video msn each other and talk.. or sometimes she will come to me and go for lunch. I really wouldnt blame the guy if he really thinks that I was a 'threat' beside, I've been into his position before..<br />
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Now, I did said that everything is start to make alittle bit of sense but the truth is, all the while the girl was trying to grab information about the guy (my friend). Some time, when she went online and chat, whenever we hit a conversation related to relationship or guys, she will ask me "So, what do you think of (name not going to be mention here)?". The lunch with her moments are just a friendly thing that college students do with one another. Besides, it was not a one on one lunch session.. so its not like a date or anything..<br />
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Since, she was kinda into my friend, I did help to try and match make both of them.. But that time I was alittle busy trying to even match make myself to someone.. After awhile, both of time started to hang out with each other more and more, and one thing lead to another.. A new couple of born! XD<br />
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After hearing everything, my friend felt alittle bit relieve.. Cause he thought that I was going after her (even know back then he knew who was I actually going after). At the end of the night, the guy pat me on the back and said "Thank You bro.. Thank you for everything.." X)<br />
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If and ONLY if some of you guys are wondering.. Yes, they are still together.. Still a pretty healthy relationship. But it was alittle surprising that I was look as a 'threat' to other people.. Cause all this while, I thought I was the only person who will think guys who are close to the person I like are 'threats'. I guess all guys will actually feel that way when it comes to chasing someone you really like. X)<br />
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CHEERS~ XD<br />
<br />Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-16943028912815551562013-04-02T09:16:00.001-07:002013-04-02T09:16:43.502-07:00Howdy~Hello everyone.. How are you guys doing? *trying to act like nothing happened*<br />
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Alright, alright.. I know I havent been bloggin for a very long time.. like a very LONG time. Two months by far is the longest break that I ever had since I started bloggin. So here it is again, a blog post of excuses about "WHY I HAVENT BEEN BLOGGIN FOR TWO MONTH"<br />
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One and of course the MOST crucial reason is because university is back! Yeap, hell chapter 4! (aka 4th semester) It sucks to know that I have to go back to university and stress myself up with all the assignments and all again.. (but not presentation, presentation as ALWAYS fun. XD) Gonna miss the days of working with my manager in the shop and the long relaxing holidays that I had.. But hey, on the bright side i get to hang out with my good old uni buddies again and just think about it, 2 more semesters of this shyt hole and IM OUT OF HERE!! (that is of course if i didnt fail any subjects la.. *cross fingers*)<br />
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As you all know that gaming has been pretty much a big part of my life.. and back a few months ago I was working in a game shop (which is also another minor reason that i didnt blog for the first couple of weeks before I start uni life agian. XP) Anyways, so i've been keeping in touch with games stuffs. I've been busy doing research about up coming games and of course, watching and reading reviews about them as well. Not really because its was part of my job to know the games but I am personally interested in the games. I was so caught up about it that I even flip back to the old games that I've always wanted to play and read about it. Yes, u read that right, I said read. I didnt actually played the games but i read about it. I guess game stuffs are the only thing that I bear to read about it. XD<br />
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Oh speaking about games, I bought myself my very own original game.. And its an ONLINE game. (FYI, this is another MAJOR reason why didnt blog. XP) The game is called Guild Wars 2, great game and its pretty addictive. Me and my friends have been playing with it for quite some time and I have pretty much been focusing on the game for the most of my time. Therefore, my free time are usually occupied by this new game. Hence, no bloggin. XP Oh yeah, its also the first original game that i bought with my own money. So, psychologically to me it would sound like im wasting my money if i dont play the game. (first world problems of a gamer. DX) So yeah, u can say that i am current in a committed relationship with this game. DX<br />
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And speaking of spending money, I also bought myself another thing with my very own money. I bought myself a new phone and FINALLY, i got myself an Android phone. Friends have been buggin me to buy some so that my life would be beutiful. If you guys are interested in knowing, the phone i bought was called "Ninetology Black Pearl 2" and its a Malaysia brand phone. (google that for more information) The phone's price was RM599 originally but thanks to the government rebate and my brother's help I got the phone for just RM299. (sweet!)<br />
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So yeah, with that i've pretty much join the dark side where people will be spending half of their times with their smart phone and stuffs. And i cannot stress this enough im a gamer so of course my phone will be filled with games which again will occupy most of my free time again. XP<br />
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Besides that, the non-anti social and out going thing that I've done which is also the reason why I didnt blog is that I've been going around telling stories to people during the 2 months time. For some reason, people are very interested in the story the 'second'. Maybe cause the 'second' story happened pretty recently.. thats why people are dead curious about how things happened and all. But not just 'second' story is getting all the attention, the 'first' story is still pretty popular. I've been travelling to different places to share my stories to people who are interested in. The most epic one was probably the one I have to go all the way just to Sunway Pyramid to share a story to a friend of mine. But she was not alone, she was along with her friends and her juniors (total 5 of them) and I share the whole story to all of them.Yeah, im starting to think of making a career out of story telling. No kidding.<br />
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But really, i would like to thank everyone who are interested in my stories and also cared enough to comment and give feedbacks about it. It was a great pleasure to just share the little story of mine to you guys. I hope you guys have fun listening to it cause I really really have fun telling the story. X) And yes, for those of you who are still waiting for the part 2 of the 'second' story, I will TRY and find some time to work on it la. Dont worry, I've been telling the story so many time to the extend I think I will not miss any parts out anymore. XD So be patient and wait for it alright? XP<br />
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I guess that enough for one update eh? gotta start working on my assignments and also try and at least finish 2nd part of the 'second'. NEED MOTIVATION!! DX XD<br />
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CHEERS! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-90654793842383225432013-02-15T09:28:00.002-08:002013-02-15T09:28:48.298-08:00Happy Valentines Day 2013Usually when its close to Valentines Day, I would be finding recipes for cookies and start to learn how to bake it before Valentines Day. Or I would be shopping alone in a shopping mall, entering shops that sells cute soft toys to find the perfect Valentines Day present for a certain particular 'someone special'. Basically, I would take action and at least do alittle something for 'someone special' just to make her feel special on Valentines Day.<br />
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This year's Valentines Day is alittle bit different.. I didnt really celebrate Valentines Day with anyone. Instead, I worked on Valentines Day.. To be honest, I didnt even know that i was working on Valentines Day until I noticed the shop was slightly more crowded than usual. Usually, it would be at tops 5 or 6 people in the shop but on Valentines Day it was like 7 or 8 people in the shop. And the surprising part is that the shop was crowded with females! Normally, you will rarely see beautiful girls walking into the game shop looking for games or console accessories Later on, I looked at the calender and realized that the day was Valentines Day.<br />
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Valentines Day at work started off pretty bad.. First, i didnt close my water bottle nicely and it spilled all over my pants.. Making me look like a dork who just pee-ed in his pants. (Luckily no one notice it, not even my manager. XP) Then, the internet was down for pretty much the whole day. According to my boss, there are some technical issues going on at the TM.net center that day. But my guess was TM.net probably was trying to cut off all the internet access so all the boys couldnt play their online games and would spend more time taking action on their someone special. XD<br />
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Now on normal days, when there are no customers I would turn on the PS3 to play 'Final Fantasy XIII-2' and my manager will be on the computer either playing RO2 or reading up game articles for the up coming games. Since that day the internet was down, there is pretty much NOTHING that my manager could do to burn time. She cleaned the shop, checked the stocks, double check the stocks again, arrange the games, reload the printer, basically she did everything that we dont have to really do in the shop. Her boyfriend was working that day so they couldnt really text each other or do anything special until afterwork.. So on Valentine's Day, my manager who is not single but currently in a relationship is bored. She was not sad or anything, just really really bored. She was so bored to the extend that when there are no customers earlier that day, i actually caught her staring at the cashier screen for like 3 minutes! (scary) D8<br />
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As a good part-timer, i feel very guilty being the only one who is having fun playing the PS3 and i feel pity for my manager who is just staring of into space and falling asleep. So, i decided to not play the game (even know im rushing to finish the game before i finish my work.) and accompany my manager to together together be bored or at least accompany her by talking to her. And so we talked, just like my first day working there, no gaming, just talking to each other. We shared little bit more about each other. After all, it is the last month im working there..<br />
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On Valentine's Day, my manager who I've been working for about one month plus now only realize that i am actually single. XD After all this time, she has always have the impression of me that im a guy who is in a relationship. I find it a very interesting topic, and so i asked her that all these time, what kind of girlfriendshe thinks im dating. She said that she always thought that I am in a relationship with a girl who is not a gamer, who is quiet, and understanding cause she doesnt text me during work. One of the reason that she thinks that I have a girlfriend was also because I have sooo many friends. Well, im actually very happy that she thinks that im the kind of guy who has a gf. I will take that kind of compliment anyday. XD<br />
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Okay, Valentine's Day in the shop was not that boring.. It was boring earlier that day.. After around 2pm, business has been more productive than usual. And like i mentioned before this, most of our customers today are girls & ladies who are looking for game stuffs for their Valentine's Day special someone. One of them came in to looking for two games. The game that she was looking for was called "Assassin Creed III" and "Hitman: Absolution" but she was having a hard time remembering the name of the games.. So she said she was looking for "Assassin Street" and also "Hitman: Resolution". I couldnt help it but giggled alittle and re-confirm the title of the game that she was looking for. She laughed and apologized. She told us that she has no idea about gaming stuffs. But the fact that she took the effort to remember the game names even know she knows nothing about games, its truly touching & admirable. X)<br />
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Then there was another lady customer who is looking for computer gaming accessory for someone special (she didnt say whether it was her bf , her relative or someone else. All she said was someone special) She was having a hard time selecting the perfect gaming computer mouse. So she asked me for advice and opinion like which is one better, why is this more expensive and all. I told her the goods and bads for each mouse and after that she found one that caught her eye. It was a Razer Mouse 'Mamba' which is sealed in a very beautiful container casing. The mouse was beautiful but so is the price of it. She asked me that if im the person whom she buying the present for, would I like it or not. I smiled and told her "To be honest, if there would a girl out there who is willing to buy anything for me on Valentine's Day, it doesnt matter what it would be or how expensive it would be, I will like it no matter what. Cause its the thought that counts. X)", she agreed with what i just said and bought that Razer Mamba. 8D I really hope that someone special of hers would felt touched after receiving the mouse. X)<br />
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The most interesting and the most entertaining story that clearly made my day was a customer who successfully bought the game "Ni no Kuni: Wrath of the White Witch". It all started while I was chatting with my manager, then the shop phone rang, I picked it up and it was a girl on the phone asking whether we have the game in stock or not.. Sadly, the game was extremely popular and it was a difficult game to find in any other game outlets. (if your interested, google that game title and you will understand why it is so famous. XD) And so, I told the girl that we are currently out of stock and couldnt on hold of the game anytime soon. The girl sounded extremely disappointted and then she asked whether are there any shopping outlets which have the game. I couldnt give her a proper answer but i did recommend some other game shops to help her out. I can tell that she sounded very desperate to look for the game. In the end, she thanked me and hang up the phone..<br />
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So, the shop couldnt get on hold on the game Ninokuni UNTIL Valentines Day. Boss dropped by our shop to restock a couple of games and lucky enough we manage to get 5 copies of Ninokuni. Sadly, there were 4 people on our waiting list who already pre-booked the game in advance which means there is only one extra copy of Ninokuni left in the shop. Coincidencely, the girl who I was speaking to one the phone a few moment ago was looking for the game. So, I called back the same number (using the technologies of search engines available of phones today) and told her that we have one Ninokuni left in our store. (Bear in mind that we usually dont do this kind of extra service but it was Valentines day.. so yeah) The girl was excited & overjoyed to hear the good news. She immediately called us to reserve the game and she will be there to claim the game on that day itself.<br />
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A few minutes later, the girl came into our shop along with her friends and asked for the game. The moment I hand out the game to her she was extremely excited. And the smile that was on her face was like she just found the best Valentine's Day present ever. I was being a busybody and asked "For your Valentine's Day present?" and obviously enough she said yes. Then she told me that her boyfriend has been looking for the game all over the place (her boyfriend was actually one of our shop customer) and couldnt find the game. She helped out her boyfriend to search for the game for weeks but still couldnt find the game due to how famous the game is. Thankfully on Valentines Day she manage to get the game from us and it would probably make the BEST Valentine's Day present that she can give to her boyfriend. She thanked me about a million times for helping her to get on hold of the game. After that, before she left the shop, she wished me a Happy Valentines Day.<br />
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After the girl left and after hearing all sort of stories from the girl customers, Im amazed and touched by how far can girl go to get their boyfriend a Valentines Day present. Whoever their boyfriend are, they should be happy that they have such a considerate and loving girlfriend. And I glad that I can make their Valentine's Day little more special. X)<br />
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I had fun working in the shop during Valentines Day. I guess it was probably a good idea to work on Valentines Day. Was a great day to keep my mind of things and also help other people to make their Valentines Day special. Not to mention me and my manager received some ang paus from our boss and some from our regular customers. (I dont even know some of them. XD)<br />
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This year's Valentine's Day may be different.. but it sure was different in a good way. X)<br />
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So tell me guys, how did your Valentines day went? XP<br />
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CHEERS!Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-86598736108520355982013-02-14T10:09:00.001-08:002013-04-19T08:46:30.541-07:00The Second (Part 1): The Meeting & KnowingFor this blogpost, i will not mentioning names.. I shall be describing the girl of my first confession as 'first' and then second one (who is the main character of this story) as 'second'. I like to keep things alittle private and mysterious. XP Oh and pre-warned that this is going to be one hell of a long post.. Therefore the entire story will be split into multiple parts (roughly around 5 parts or lesser, depending on my mood)<br />
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If you are interested in knowing 'The First Confession' story.. Here is the link for you to start reading from part one. Fear not, the story of the first doesnt have much relation to the second one.. So, not reading the first one is fine. (but of course, it would be better and nicer of you if you were to read it! XD)<br />
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The Story of The First:<br />
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I have received tremendous amount of good comments & feedbacks about my first confession story. I must say, im very thankful and greatful to all of you that put the effort to give me feedbacks and actually spend the time to read such a long story with bad grammers in it. XD Some of you guys are wanting to hear the second story of my second confession to this second special girl who is very dear to me. Probably because some of you guys already know who is she and you guys just really want to know what has been going on between both of us so far. But I remember to tell you guys to wait until the right time and lucky for u guys, the right time happened and so, I decided to write share this story of my second confession. Brace yourself cause this is going to be another long long long story. XD<br />
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Its funny that just last year i shared the story about my very first confession to you guys.. And now, couple of months later here I am again sharing with you guys another story. You guys probably think that Im like a playboy or love-boy-jumper or something like that now. XD Before you guys start judging me as an easy-heart change-desperate-lover-boy-jumper (i dont even know what im talking about here.) Read this ENTIRE story first. After the story, then you are granted the permission to judge me. XP<br />
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So how did I know 'second'? Well, first to make the story much more longer, we shall talk about how we both knew the existance of each other. XD Through both of our discussions, and according to her, its more like she knew my existence first before I knew hers. From her side of her story, how she knew my existance was from the time when i was still into 'first'. Back when I was in high school form 2, i will sometimes sneak out from class during breaks and visit 'first' in her classroom just to spend more time with her. 'Second' was in the exact same class as the 'first' that time and thats how she knew my existence. And that how she knew my existence but thats just her side of the story.. To be honest, neither of us know whether that story is true or not BUT it is true that 'second' was in the same class as 'first' back then. (double checked it using school book. XD)<br />
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Now, my side of the story on how I know her existence is alittle bit different.. To be exact, someone kinda-indirectly-introduced me to her. It wasnt like any kind of introduce like "Hi YuMing, meet (fill in the name here)". Oh no no no.. Its was more like a threatening kind of introduce. Just like 'first', 'second' was a pretty popular girl as well in high school (I didnt know anything about it until I came to have feelings for her. XP) One very normal day in high school years, a guy came up to me and had a talk to me. That guy was in my primary school and I never really liked him due to his pathetic attitude. Anyways, he told me to stay away from 'second' and ask me to leave her alone. (To be honest, i am not very sure about this part.. it was long time ago so my memory about it is kinda fuzzy.. XP) He probably had a misunderstanding about me and 'second'. I didnt even know who is 'second' or how she look like until I asked my friend about it. Again, I was into 'first' so i didnt bother paying much attention to 'second' that time. XP<br />
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I may not clearly remember the day that I know the existence of 'second' but im pretty sure how we sort of, officially became friends. How we became friends happen after 'first' rejected me.. It was roughly around form 3 (one year after the rejection). The move on period.. the period where Im trying to find myself again.. The time when I was trying adept into a single life and start another new search for another someone to be interested again. Back then, I made a friends with a couple of librarians and sometimes after school when i dont feel like walking home or just dont feel like going home, I will stay back and accompany my librarian friends during their library duties. Yeap, u guessed it, 'second' was a librarian.. and coincidencely, her librarian duties are the same day as my friends.<br />
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Now my first impression of her was, she is a hardworking girl that will spend half of her time studying.. That is because most of the time during the library duties, she will be either doing her homework or studying or reading something. So sometimes, when my friends are not around.. I will try and initiate a conversation with her just to distract her from her studies. Which leads to my second first impression of her, quiet. She was probably one of the very few girls which I have a tough time having a continuous conversation with. Continuous conversation as in a back and forth conversation that you will ask me something, I answer, we talk about the question, bring up a topic to talk related to it, then a new topic will rise conversation will continue. When that conversation is over I will ask you something, you answer and the recycle repeats. The first few time talking to her was kinda tough, cause when I ask a question, she will answer and the conversation will just end after she answers. And I will keep on asking her questions or start up new topics until there is an awkward silent between both of us. Basically, she just doesnt know or probably dont want to start a topic/conversation with me. I guess it was probably hard for her to open up all in a sudden to a strange, weird, annoying guy who likes disturb her during her study time. XD<br />
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Despite how difficult it is to talk to her, i somehow find this girl interesting and fun to talk to. Making her talk and share alittle bit more about herself was like an achievement to me like "YES, finally getting this girl out from her comfort zone!" XD After awhile, I found out that she walks home too as she lives pretty close to the school. And coincidencely, she walks the same way as I am when im walking home. Which gives us both alittle more time to talk each other and more importantly, more time for me to know her. XP<br />
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I remember one of the interesting topics and also one of the first few topics that we talk about was her name. Back then, I find her name was kinda hard to pronounce, and so whenever there was an awkward silent between us, I will start learning how to pronounce her name infront of her and at the same time crack a joke about her name as well. (Now that i think of it, its a pretty stupid move to make fun of a friend's name whom u just get to know) Her name was not really that hard to pronounce, it was just me who had a bad ability to remember and pronounce other people's name. Sometimes, I even asked my other librarian friends on how to pronounce her name again, so that the next time we talk I wont start off pronouncing her name wrongly. XD<br />
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Like i said before this, that time was the time when im trying to look for someone else to be interested in. And I was pretty bad at those kind of things (even until today) cause all my life I was only interested in 'first' and no one else. Therefore, I have no experience or no idea how to get to like another person again. And I was weak back then (even until today. XD) little little things also will get me emo. So sometimes, I get heart broken by some of the girls who i tried to go for (funny thing is that i never confessed to them nor did they even rejected me and i will get emo over it) And when Im emo, I will always find a place where I can be comfortable and alone which is the library. So one very normal day, like any other day, I was alone being emo in the library after school and then she came up to me and talked to me. That is probably one of the first few times that she actually initiate a conversation with me. Later i found out that this girl maybe quiet and all, but she is a very caring friend. Talking to her about my problems made me feel alittle bit better every time. Instead of trying to make her open up herself to me, she made me open up myself to her which brings both of alittle more closer to one another. After that day, I know that she is a caring friend who I can express and share some of my problems with. X)<br />
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Another one of the first few impression of her was she is a fragile girl. In other words, a very innocent girl or in more not-so-nice term, weak. I was afraid if i explode infront of this girl she will get scared and run away. Or if i poke her too hard she will break like a piece of glass. (I really dont know how to explain here. DX) So, whenever im around her, I will be alittle bit more mindful and careful with the words im saying. I was afraid that if i swear, say something vulgar or rude, she will freak out and leave me alone. (seriously) Later i found out that she only have sisters and no brother. I never had a younger brother nor a sister before (cause im the youngest in the family) So, since we are pretty close to each other and I had the impression that she is an innocent fragile girl, I start treating her more like little sister than a normal friend.(Which starts up the bad habit of me patting other people's head. XD)<br />
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As days, months and a year went by (which brings us to the year when i was form 4) Both of us became alot closer to each other. Talking to her was much more easier compared to the first time but still one thing will never change is that there are still awkward silent/pause moments between both of us. (this thing will still happen even until today. XD) Sometimes when i have the time to skip classes during break time, i would visit my friends from other classes. And I would sometimes, take a U-turn to her class, sneak in if there are no teacher in the class and disturb her from her study moments again. XD After knowing her for a year, I found out that this girl can be playful and funny at times. And she is very mentally strong and independent girl cause she is a very religious christian. Probably a much more mentally stronger person and a more independent person compared to me. XP<br />
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So how did I fell for her? Well, to be honest, a friend of mine, Nat is the one who somehow made me realize that I have feelings for her. Funny story.. There was once that she was going to USA to visit her sister. And for some reason, I made a pretty big deal about it. Big deal NOT in a bad way not like "Owh, i forbid you to go.." something like that, no no no.. it was more like an OVERLY caring way. She was going to USA for just a couple of days or weeks (i forgotten) but I treated it like it was a big deal and all. I treated it such a big deal to the extend that I wrote a blog about it. Yeah, that crazy. Nat reads my blog and one day he came to me and said that its very strange and crazy of me to blog about someone due to something THIS small. (me and Nat have been friends since primary, so he knows me pretty well.) And that blog post was not like easy going, cincai writting kind of blog post, its like i've putted in alot of effort and feelings writing that blog post. (which is true after reading it again) He said that he thinks I probably have feelings for her.<br />
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At first, I said to myself that it couldnt be feelings.. could it? Cause from what I know, 'second' was kinda different compared to 'first' but okay, lets not go to the extend and compare both of them. The main point is that, 'second''s personality was very different from mine. (that is according to my friend's feedback and according to my own understanding) But after doing some thinking and did some asking to my heart instead of my head, I realize that the way that im treating 'second' is the same as the way as I was treating 'first' when I had feelings for her. And the comfortable feeling when Im with her and the thought of wanting to spend more time with her was definitely not only-friend kind of thing. With that, my heart gave me an answer, yes.. I have developed feelings for her.<br />
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TO BE CONTINUE.<br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2013/04/the-second-part-2-pathetic-chase.html">Read Part 2</a>Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-32884815490278429722013-01-24T00:39:00.000-08:002013-01-24T00:39:08.395-08:00Working Now~Alright for those of you who dont know me, dont have my facebook, dont have my twitter, or dont read my facebook status or tweets, here is a BIG updates for you guys. I got a job and current working right now. Im working at a place called "Gamer's Hideout" which is at Tropicana City Mall, 2nd floor, in between and technology stall and a clothing stall. Its the game shop with a TV outside display all sort of game trailers. XP<br />
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Now, I did not just get magically employed by just going thru that one interview from Gamer's Hideout, the story is not that simple.. in fact, its actually a pretty long story.. It all begins around the early January.. Approximately one or two days before the new year, my mom has been complaining that I've been sitting infront of the computer playing video games alittle bit too long now.<br />
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Usually, the stubborn kid inside of me will ignore whatever she says.. But this time, i agree with what she said. Im starting to get alittle bit bored with my games.. Yes, i actually said that im BORED with games. I was so bored to the extend that i actually fell asleep when im in the middle of playing the game. Maybe because I was tired or the game is really really boring but MY MAIN POINT IS, i need to get out there and do something.. DX<br />
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So the next day, i head out to tropicana city mall which is the closest shopping outlet (actually ss2 mall is but that place is pretty dead..) there a couple of places that i am initially interested in already.. Like Toy'R us, Ice-Cream shop, GSC, and any basically game shop that are available there. So i head out to all those shop, asking if they are looking for any part timers and took all of their interviews. That day, i went about 4 to 5 interviews and all of them said that they will call me back.. (one of them was Gamer's Hideout.. This is important for later on in the story. XP) EXCEPT GSC, GSC was the only one that i dont have to have formal interview for anything. All i did was write down all my information, share a thing or two about myself and after the fella said that "Okay, so from now on you are one of us already la.". In other words, i was hired.. (so i thought..)<br />
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Now they didnt really give much information.. no schedule, no working time, not even the pay of the job! All that guy told me was he will ask his manager to call me back tomorrow or latest and i quote latest is the day after tomorrow (after new years) And like an idiot, i believe whatever the person said.. So i waited for the phone call.. 3 days later im starting to get alittle worried and when day 5 hits, i had it. The funny and annoying thing about this is that i went for 4 to 5 interviews and NON of them called me back or so. I was actually hoping that Toy'R us would call cause the person interviewing me said that the really need the people. Well, guess thats another false hope..<br />
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I told my friends about this and they asked me to go back to GSC and sort that things out if i really wanted the job. So i decided to head back to TCMall not just to ask GSC about my job but to head on to other job interviews if they didnt want me for the all in the sudden. A friend of mine, Huiee is also interested in looking for jobs and so she followed me to TCMall the next day to look for jobs.<br />
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First things first, we head to GSC and FIRE out my complains! (i didnt really do that..) I WANTED to went straight to them and tell them something like "HEY YOU! HIRE ME CAUSE YOU NEED ME!!" (that was initially the plan..) I went and ask whether did they have any interest in hiring me and all.. The part timers there didnt know anything about it and they asked me to fill in another information piece of paper. (meaning they have lost the previous one i gave them) and after that, I have my official interview.. The interview was not like any other walk in interview.. Hell, i was sent to the meeting table along with 2 other GSC managers interviewing me. In the end, I sorta turn down the job due to their irresponsibility and the pay is TOO low.. So i went on to other shops with Huiee for other job interviews.<br />
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Me and Huiee walked into about 3 to 5 shops that day for job interview. (FYI, Huiee did more job interviews than me.) The one that we both are really looking forward to is a game shop called "Brother Gamers". How cool issit for BOTH of us to work in a game shop? Knowing from my brother (whose first ever job is in a game shop) working in a game shop is LOTS of fun. So both of us are hoping that they REALLY call us back in for a second interview which the fella said it would be around tomorrow's time..<br />
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Lucky for me, Brothers gamers really did called me up again but they did an "on the phone" kind of interview with me. The boss only ask me a few question and after that he said "Alright we will call back later for further notice." Now, for those of you who havent done any job interviews or job seeking kind of thing before, here is a little knowledge for you guys. My brother who claims himself the master of the "art of job interviewing" taught me this little knowledge AND from the countless numbers of job interview experienced by me & Huiee, it is proven that when an employer says that "we will call you back.." Chances for you to get a call back is SLIM.. Look at me & huiee, we both when for more than 9 job interviews and NONE of them called me back. (so we thought..) It was worst for Huiee cause Brother Gamers didnt even took the effort to call her.. Poor Huiee. DX<br />
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A few days later, after I last received a call from brother gamers, there was good news for Huiee. One of the jobs that she interview in TCMall called her and she is offically hired for the job. She was kind enough to call me not only just to tell me but to also invite me for the job that she was hired. The job she got was more like teaching young little kids, play with them and taking care of them. (btw, the place that she is working in is called "Gymboree") I was starting to have a little bit of dilemma.. The pay for the job is very good and I have experience in taking care of kids through Children Fellowship camps. But I have a feeling that I will lost interest in this job after awhile.. So i told her to give me one day to decide..<br />
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Just as soon as I was are the verge or agreeing to work at Gymboree with Huiee, my cell phone rang. Remember the first time I went for TCMall looking for jobs and I told u guys to remember that one of the job interviews i went for was Gamer's Hideout? Well yes, Gamer's Hideout call me back! 8D The person on the phone (who is currently my working manger) called me and told me that their boss is ineterested in hiring me. So, they called me in for a second interview. I was excited and immediately told them i'll be there right away (in 20 minutes) and i freaking ran all the way to TCMall.<br />
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The second interview was by the same person who interviewed me the first time (aka my manager) she asked me a couple of question and after moment.. she hired me! Offically.. This time i was very sure i was hired (unlike what happen with GSC) this time i got a clarification for my schedule, pay, what am i going to do.. basically i got all the informations about my job.<br />
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So yeah, thats the story how i got hired at Gamer's Hideout. Been working for about two weeks now and I LOVING the job. Not only because the job is fun, my manager is a pretty fun person to hang out, the assignments given by my bosses are quite challenging and entertaining, and more importantly the people i meet working there (customers to be exact) are quiet entertaining. Not to mention, its a game shop, so we are allowed to play games. XD<br />
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Im glad that i got this job so that I get to burn my time talking and meeting different kind of gamers and customers and I wanna thank Gamer's Hideout for hiring me. Hope I didnt do any mistake while working there so that they wouldnt feel regret for hiring me. DX<br />
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Hope everyone who is having long semester break like me is having a great time as well. X)<br />
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CHEERS!! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-19159137013629116982013-01-01T21:43:00.002-08:002013-01-01T21:43:45.379-08:00New Year ResolutionI flipped thru it once and flipped thru it twice and i pretty sure I was too lazy to flip thru it the third time.. but i NEVER write my new year's resolution in my blog post before.. Like NEVER!! D8 *shocked*<br />
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I guess maybe because my new year resolution is always made between me and my friends. Back when I was still active in sunday school, we will have a party at a certain someone's place, go and have our countdown, watch the fireworks.. Then after that, we will sit together in circle and share our new year's resolution.. It was pretty emotional come to think of it.<br />
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During the College days, it is about the same. Pick a location, have our new years countdown, look at the fireworks but instead of sitting in circles and sharing it with everyone who is in the circle, we share it to each other personally. If not, we will talk about it thru our skype moments about new years resolution.. It was really random sometimes. XD<br />
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This year's new years countdown was different.. Instead of going out party and mixing with my friends for countdown.. I stayed at home, look after the house while my whole family heads out for new years countdown. Its not that I was forced to stay at home or something (actually it kinda is, cause i was taking my afternoon nap and when i woke up BAM everyone is gone) I just didnt really want to go out with friends.. AND not because me and my friends had a fight or something, is just that i think they should spend their new years with their girlfriends more instead of the pathetic emotional singleton me. (im there to be a lamp post anyways.)<br />
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So instead of sitting in a circles or skyping my friends and talking about our new years resolution, I told my new years resolution to my dogs! Even to the ferret who i complete dont give a damn. Some of you guys will think that "OMG, that is soooo cute!". No really.. its not.. its really sad. Havent you all heard that lonely willow lady will get cats and talk to them because they are lonely? Well, its the same for me.. just that i have dogs and ferrets instead. XD<br />
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ANYWAYS!! My new year resolution has always been the same.. ALWAYS BEEN THE SAME. Really, for those of you who have heard my new years resolution before, well dont get bored of hearing it again cause its going to be about the same. Cause im a greedy person.. even if my resolution is achieve.. I want it to be better.. OR maybe that resolution hasnt been achieved yet. XD<br />
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Like i said im a greedy person.. I tend to wish for ALOT of things.. If i were to talk about my new years resolution right here, it will be back crack long and from a pretty small topic blog post will become the twilight series. (or maybe longer) So i've found a sentence (actually my friend did that for me but thats not the point) that can made my new years resolution short and simple.<br />
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I wish/aim for a BETTER LIFE! XD See short and simple~ XD<br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: white;">Also i wish to have a girlfriend who loves me as much as i love her.</span></span><br />
Im not saying that my life currently sucks. I just want it to be better. Better than I've expect. Cause life has it own way on changing stuffs all in the sudden. And sometimes, it doesnt go the way that you want it to. So I hope that this year life would just obey me alittle bit more.. just alittle bit.. XP<br />
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So tell me guys. Whats your new years resolution?<br />
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CHEERS! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-10374801113517905842012-12-31T05:34:00.002-08:002012-12-31T05:41:29.279-08:00The Year 2012<span style="text-align: center;">So, its the end of the year 2012.. Remember the movie 2012? The move saying that the world is gonna end in year 2012? Now, we can turn that movie up side down and make it into a comedy show for my kids in the future! XD</span><br />
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There is this thing of facebook that can help you check for the highlights you have in your year 2012.. How they actually check is going thru your phone albums, see which one has the most like, or most comment or most frequently posted pictures your have in facbeook. Lifelessly enough, i click of the application and see what are my highlights for 2012.. Turns out, most of my lighthights involved the pets living in my place. Out of the 4 highlights they scanned from my year 2012, 3 of them are pictures of Pepper, Oreo and Pikachu. The only picture which doesnt involve any pets and its the highlight of my 2012 is this picture.<br />
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Until today it has up to 41 likes on facbook and I still have no idea why this picture has so many likes. Never the less, thanks to everyone who thinks the picture is nice and for liking it at the same time. X)<br />
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I've checked.. Including the ones which are pending in my blog spot draft right now, I have a total up to ONLY 41 blog posts this year. This shows how little I've blogged for the entire year 2012. With that, im going to do like any other end year blog post that i've done.. collect every single highlight that happened for the year 2012 and update it to you guys out there. (PS: I wont be going with any date order.. just random throwing stuffs here. XP)<br />
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CNY 2012 was the same as usual.. Heading back to my kampung Alor Setar and celebrating CNY with my fellow relatives. When i come back, head to some of my friend's CNY open houses parties and continue celebrating the last few days of CNY. X)<br />
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CNY at Huiee's Place (as you can see I was sleeping behind cause they are all drinking. XP)</div>
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After CNY, it was a sad moment where we have to let one of pets named "Baby" go. He was my maid's favorite as they shared lots and lots of good memories together. My maid actually spend the most time with him and more importantly, she gave the dog the name "Baby". X)<br />
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Meet Baby. XD</div>
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A kiss from Baby before saying Good Bye. X')</div>
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Right after Baby left, here comes the another pet into my family. Pepper. X)<br />
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The replacement for Baby, Pepper. X)</div>
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It was an exciting with Pepper around.. since the dog was such a pain in the ass, alot of things happen. There was a period of time where we lost him and after a couple of months later, found him again. XD<br />
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Right before Baby left.. A new ferret joins the family. her name is Pikachu. And just like any ferrets that came into my family, I didnt get along very well with them! XD</div>
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BOOO! Meet Pikachu. X)</div>
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Ever since I was alittle child, b'days have always been exciting for me.. Its like almost every year my family will celebrate a birthday party for me. (again, that is when i was little.) You can say that Im sorta spoiled.. XP As I grew older, the b'day things are starting to get alittle less "active".. Sure things like this are bound to happen as you grow up. But my family has a tradition, we still will celebrate b'day for anyone. It will be very simple. Buy a cake before midnight, sing the birthday song, have a family picture, cut the cake, eat the cake and go to sleep. It happens to me every year.. except this year.. year 2012..<br />
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My family actually forgotten my 20th birthday.. There are no before midnight birthday cakes.. no family picture and no cake eating before midnight.. The only person that remember my birthday in the family was my sister. (totally touched when she wished me happy birthday.) It was sooooo sad to the extend that I have to buy a cake for myself the next day, sing myself a birthday song just to make the little me which is inside of me happy.<br />
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2012 was the most dullest birthday ever.. That WAS what i thought.. After my birthday, my close high school friends celebrated my birthday for me and also bought me a cool T-Shirt as my birthday presents.<br />
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Not only that, I always private my birthday dates on my facebook because I dont like getting wall spammed on my birthday.. Besides, the ones who remembers my birthday are the ones who really cared about me right? So anyways, my university friends has NO IDEA when its my birthday.. but some of them actually took the effort to scroll through my blog spots to identify when is my birthday. With that, they surprised me with a birthday celebration in the class.<br />
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Speaking of Uni friends, I have been hanging out with them EXTRA more in the year 2012. XP</div>
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My fellow close friends in University..<br />
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A picture of us in our very first Freshie Night. X)</div>
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A group picture of the people attend the Freshie Night. X)</div>
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Our very first trip together! Which is at Genting. X)</div>
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Birthday Celebration for Yenn Yenn.</div>
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At the same time, Birthday celebration for Mushroom/Eugune/Kam Wei! XD</div>
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Birthday Celerbration for our beloved Programming teacher, Ms Siti Hawa. X)</div>
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We all organized our very own "ALL MALE MELAKE TRIP" XD</div>
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A toast for our very own, all male Melaka trip. (yes, we are all non-alcholic. XD)</div>
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Despite for far all of them live, they took the effort to fly down to ss2 and try my dad's carrot cake. X)</div>
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Ended our year with a BIG BANG by having our first camp together. X)</div>
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Of course, i didnt not just put the whole attention with my Uni friends in year 2012. I still hang out with my close high school friends, sunday school friends and even primary school friends as well! XD<br />
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Had a gathering with my sunday school friends.</div>
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Celebrated Huiee's Birthday.</div>
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Attended my very first High School Class Gathering. XD</div>
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Primary School Gathering Round 1..</div>
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and Primary School Gathering Round 2! XD</div>
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Celebrated my dad's birthday!</div>
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Hanged out with Winnie/Jin Hwei/Panda/Pooh Bear/Wall-E. XD</div>
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Social Life in year 2012 was actually more "socializing" than I thought. I remember before taking Computer subjects, my friends who are already taking it are warning me you might become an anti-social and pretty slowly turning into a nerd. (For all i know im already one.. i so guess it doesnt really make a difference. XD) and when i first joined degree, the first semester i only made a few friends which are MOST my classmates. DX I have a feeling that year 2012 should be worst.. but instead it turns out better than i thought. I made more friends than i excepted. (When i say friends, i do mean the hi bye kind, i meant the kinds that we will keep in touch. XP)<br />
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Get to know a couple of my UOW seniors and became friends~ X)</div>
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Made a couple of new friends thanks to the Business Management Class. X)</div>
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Celebrated Amanda's Birthday with a couple of new friends. X)</div>
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2012 was the year where Skype Really became a very big part in my social life. Especially with the ones who are at overseas right now.<br />
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Skyping with Kai Shin who is in UK.</div>
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Skyping with Pei Yin who is in India.</div>
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2012 was the year where my dad, the legendary ss2 carrot cake man make and appearance on TV, TWICE. Apparently, they re-broad cast that episode with my in again. XD<br />
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Besides my dad.. Me myself also made it into the Television with my friend Tarvin. It was the day that Datuk Lee Chong Wei has inspired the whole Malaysia Nation to be united as one. Altho Datuk Lee Chong Wei has lost the game but he won all of our hearts. To be honest, it was actually my very first time watching an entire olympic game. XD</div>
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Every year, there will a few moments that brings a couple of new "The First Times". You know, like things that you have done for the very first time in your life? Year 2012 also brought alot of first times for me!<br />
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My very first official part time job! XD</div>
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Bought my very first Magic The Gathering EDH deck! XD</div>
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It was the very first time that a group of newly known Basketball friends gave me a bball shoes for FREE! D8 8D XD</div>
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Attended my very first graduation day. Congratz to my brother for graduating! X)</div>
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Got dunked for the very first time! (FYI, the man in the picture is NOT me)</div>
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My very first competitive Dragon Nest character! (still going strong! XD)</div>
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My very first doing 3D modelling.. IT WAS FUN! 8D XD</div>
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The End Result for my very first Modelling Assignment! 8D</div>
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And the End Result for my very first Animation Assignment! XD</div>
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What can i say about 2012? Its not as exciting than year 2012 of course (which was AWESOME). It looks exciting from this blog spot cause I made it look like it exciting. XD Towards the end of the year, I've faced lots and lots of ups & downs moments here and there. But still, nevertheless a good year. Im safe and sound. Everyone in my family is safe and sound. And everyone around me including my close friends are safe and sound. X)<br />
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Lets hope that year 2013 is another safe and sound year and hopefully there will be more and more exciting than the year 2012! XD<br />
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CHEERS!! XD XD XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-37389620392327026522012-12-30T05:25:00.001-08:002012-12-30T05:25:31.320-08:00CampsI just attended a camp recently.. and looking at the participants in the camp made me feel back the good days when things are so carefree that you can attend camps whenever you want. It really has been quiet awhile (like 1 year) since i last joined a proper camp. X)<br />
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During the camp one of my group members and one of the committees asked me, "Klex, are you are regular camper?". Yes, i am an extremely active regular camper. Well, i used to be. But yeah.. I've been joining camp since i was young.. so young to the extend that even now i dont even remember what age i started camping! XD<br />
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I went back home to try and know how many camps that i've attended.. Was flipping thru my soft copy photo album on facebook and I found pictures of the camp that i've attended. Some of them are so long ago that I dont even remember which year did i attended those camp. XD<br />
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My very First Sayonara Junior Camp</div>
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One of My Very Best Experience of Youth Camp</div>
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My Last Youth Camp</div>
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And we came to year 2012.. Year 2011 was extremely busy and year 2012 without a doubt was a million times more busier than 2011. I was lucky enough to get myself involve in two camps in year 2011! Anyways.. this year, year 2012, i participated in a camp organized by my University called the "INTI Sfondomento Camp" (dont ask..) </div>
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INTI Sfondamento Camp 2012</div>
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My fellow group members/ my boy band/ my Super Juniors-2. XD</div>
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Meet a couple of other new friends besides my group memebers. X)</div>
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Yeap, there are a total of 630++ participants.. All from different high schools! Some of them are in Ipoh, Perak, Subang, Kuantan, etc.. Not to mention there are 72 Commitees (Icrew Members) and 20++ lecturers are involved in this camp. I would have to say, this is probably the BIGGEST crowd of campers i have so far. XD<br />
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What can i say about this camp? Definitely memorable.. I was only involved in Youth Camp once. It was my only time getting to facilitate teenagers.. so I thought.. This camp was my second chance to facilitate teenagers. Facilitating Teenagers is different from facilitating Children.. Cause the level of understand between both u and your group members are pretty close.. Plus facilitating them is MUCH more easier than facilitating kids. Their independent level are much higher and reliable. XD<br />
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As you can see from the picture, im in charge of facilitating an all male team. It was really actually my very first time facilitating an all male team and faclitating them is AWESOME. Cause facilitating them is like facilitating 10 younger versions of me! Theirs actions, their ideas, their suggestions, their conversation, the things that think of and not to mention the way that they react when a pretty girl is around.. hilarious.. (cause some of them are in an all boys school) XD<br />
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The funny part of my team is that 80% knew each other.. like literally.. close friends/classmates. Therefore, Ice breaking was not an issue at all. Plus, they are pretty sporting, friendly and hyperactive. So there are no awkward silent moments among us. Besides that, since they knew each other pretty while, splitting jobs among each other during activity was not a problem as they know each other's skills very well.<br />
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Down side about my team? Its actually not really a downside.. but the downside of my team is that most of them are in an all boys school.. Sometimes they spend more time spectating girls more than focusing on their work. XD To me, that is not something that will bother me OR an issue that disrupts the team.. but it actually entertains me more. Sometimes, i will catch them looking at girls. Instead of asking them to continue with their activities, i will teman them spectate the girls.You should see the way that they approach girls.. seriously, hilarious. (I really shouldnt make fun of them.) And since they are from boys school, some of them really wanna try and know some girls. So they will come and ask me permission to talk to other girls.. I will be like "OF COURSE YOU CAN!! Go talk to them! Know their names! Get their Numbers! Your here to make friends! I will NEVER stop from knowing girls one! XD" (Im probably the most coolest leader they have meet. XD)<br />
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Besides knowing new people from my team, i also know new people from other teams. As in other participants. Some of them i know through approaches by them when they come and ask me about college stuffs.. Some of them i know through random moments like during activities or when i was talking to their Icrew members I will awkwardly say hi to their other group members. And some of them are know through my group members while they asked me to help me ask for their names (FYI the some of them are girls.. XP) Lastly is of course i met some new people also from the other Icrew team. X)<br />
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The activites arranged for the camp are pretty good I would have to say. I can tell that the students are really having fun with the activities. Even as a Icrew member, i feel that the activities are fun. Sadly, most of the activities are spoiled due to the raining and some time delay issue.. but HEY, its a camp so things like these are bound to happen. XD<br />
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Some of my friends are actually surprise to the way I act in the camp. (the ones who dont usually hang out around me in Uni) To them, the way that i acted in the camp and the way that i act in University is like two very different people.. To them, the university me is stone cold silent, anti-social, quiet, basically all the good quality of a nerd BUT in the camp, im like possessed or something. Hearing that really does make me laugh but its good to know i still have a little "old me" inside of me. X)<br />
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Like any camps, the final day of the camp is usually the sad one.. cause after knowing sooo many people from that few days.. We have to be seperated again.. All of the camps will get into their own buses and waved good bye at us.. BUT all hope is not lost, we manage to attract some of the students to come into INTI college to pursue their studies. And some of them are friends that I've made thru tha camp. Plus, there is a new building which will be done around next year which will be the building for the INTI student from other cities.. So I can see some of the students and even the Icrew members that i've meet again next year. XD<br />
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My group members gave me our team flag with their signature as a token of appreciation. X)</div>
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The things/memories that I've obtain from the camp. (except the dog feet)</div>
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All and all a good camp and another very memorable experience. And since the camp was held RIGHT AFTER our exams.. the fun and excitement of the camp was really what me and uni-mates needed. XD<br />
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CHEERS!! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-81306451937482290272012-12-23T06:12:00.000-08:002012-12-23T06:20:26.849-08:00The PraiseWhen was the last time that you ever hear anyone came to you and said "Good Job" or "Well Done"? Mine vanished a long long time ago.. That is probably why small little praise from anyone would make me very happy. X)<br />
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Just like raising in any normal chinese family.. my family tends to be alittle bit more greedy when it comes to achievement. You get good grade, they want better. You get better grades, they want you to be get the best grade.Those kind of things. You understand what im saying?<br />
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Just this semester, I got back my exams results and i was so satisfy with it. Not only the subject that i worked so hard scored extremely well, my other subjects scored better than i expected and not to mention i manage to keep my scholarship because i manage to meet the requirements.. I told everyone including my friends and family.. None of them responded to anything i said.. My mom and dad just went "Mmm mmm" and "Okay la..", my brother went "Like that only ah?" and my friends went "You can do better than that one la..". Not a single "Good Job" or "Well Done" or "Congrats" or even a sarcastic "Good for You.." i've heard all day..<br />
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Its not the first time that this ever happen to me.. it happen to me quite a number of time already.. for SPM, for my foundation results, for my uni first semester grade (which i did extremely well) and for my second semester results..<br />
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Sometimes i tend to escape myself into the virtually reality world where people and even complete strangers would actually praise me for what i did. You know, when you play online games, u manage to support ur team very well and they will say "Good Job". OR when you blog about something nice people will comment and say "Awesome blog post man!". AND even took a good picture or did something amazing on facebook, facebook friends will "like" that page/video/picture. Yeah, im that desperate and sad..<br />
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Its these little praise that kept one person going.. its these little compliments that make one person feel alittle bit more happier.. its these little small words that make one person feel wanted.. its these little things that can make one person feel hoped & loved again..<br />
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Its just one of these things that kept me wondering.. When will I ever feel loved again?? Alot of people (and practically everyone) says "Keep waiting.. im sure some day someone who will love you will come into your life.". I've been waiting.. waiting.. and waiting for alittle bit too long.. 10 years to long.. Im starting to think that this world is hopelessly cruel.. I took waaay to many bullets to the extent that im starting to think this pity life that im living is unfair.. and seriously, there is no justice..<br />
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Am I emo right now? Damn right I am.. but really.. who would give a damn..<br />
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我的世界看起来像什么都有.. 其实, 是什么都没有..Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-88239542280333411542012-11-03T13:22:00.002-07:002012-11-03T13:22:30.045-07:00Its DadWhen i hang out with my bros playing board games, going 'yumcha' & chatting or going someone's else and jam stuffs and i usually will come home late.. especially when its weekends. I tend to come like 2am or 3am in the morning.. When i reach home, i sometimes have trouble getting into the house cause someone would have locked me outside the house..<br />
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Now, to come into my house u first have to enter the main front gate (obviously), then you have to open the metal barred door and lastly the wooden door. In the family, im the only one doesnt have the keys to the wooden door. (come to think, i dun really know why i dont have it. XD) According to what i hear from my brother and sister, even with the keys the wooden door is extremely hard to be unlocked. Its like you need to know the style to open it. XD<br />
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Since opening the wooden will be a pain in the ass.. when im home earlier than anyone in my family, i will be considerate. I will not lock the wooden door first, walk up stairs check if everyone is home or not. If everyone is at home already, then i'll lock the door, if not i will not lock it just for the convenient of anyone who will be coming back afterwards.<br />
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Sometimes, someone in the family will lock the door immediately when they reached home. And when someone is locked outside the house, they will call anyone who is inside the house to come down and open the door for them. And usually the people who are called are me or my brother or my sister cause calling our parents just seems to be a bad idea..<br />
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Now sometimes, I just dont understand, issit so hard to even walk up the stairs, check if everyone is home, walk back down, and only lock the door? Apparently for my brother, its like a freaking hard thing to do. I told him a millions time to check if everyone is home first before locking the door but nooooo, he doesnt give a damn about it. And when someone gets locked out side the house, and called him to help, he will get freaking furious.<br />
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And that happened to me today.. like a couple of minutes ago. I was locked outside the house.. I tried calling my brother and my sister but none of them pick up the phone. I called both of them continuously for 30 minutes outside the house and still no one picks up. In the end, i have no choice.. i called my dad and asked him to open the door for me. By just a single call, my dad picked up the phone, came down and let me into the house.<br />
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Now, normally when i called my brother or my sister in the middle of the night to open the wooden door for me, they will get very very angry when they pick up a phone in the middle of the night while they already asleep. If my brother is the one opening the door, he will scold the crap out of me before going back to sleep.. But my dad was different.. it was my first time ever calling my dad down to open the door for me.. When my dad picked up the phone and heard that i need help to open the wooden door, he was extremely calm.. When he opened the door and i apologize to him.. He was not mad at all, and instead he even care to asked "Have you been waiting outside for long? Tired ah?" and lastly he gave a pat on the back.<br />
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After getting the kind of responds that my dad gave to me, i feel extremely guilty but at the same time, i felt extremely touched..<br />
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My dad is different.. different in a very good way.. I've always looked up to my dad as the man who i wanna be in the future. I wanna be like him. Patient, caring and loving.. With that, i always try and be like him. But my dad.. is just undefeatable.. His like the ultimate nice of the nicest guy that i've ever meet in my life. (im just rambling some weird stuffs. XD)<br />
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If you guys wanna know who i think is the nicest guy in the world, its dad. X)<br />
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CHEERS!!Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-57365394995792028402012-10-27T07:13:00.000-07:002012-10-27T07:13:16.524-07:00Observing Face ExpressionHave you guys watch the american investigation series called "Lie to Me"? Its like CSI, doing investigation, finding criminals and solving mysteries. But whats so different of "Lie to Me" is that, the investigators in the show can read face expressions and body language when a person is telling lie-ing. Its a pretty good american series.<br />
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So ever since I've entered uni life, as some of u might know, i've been alittle bit more anti-social than i was last time. I spend more time doing my assignments, playing video games, playing magic and only socialize with all my classmates and my really close friends (most of them are guys). Hell, sometimes i dont even have the time to play games and hang out with my close friends! Sometimes, when im sick of working or I want to take a break, i will observe people around me. In other words, stalking but lets call it observe for this case.. XP<br />
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I've been observing people's face expression and body language just for the fun of it. So, one day some of my friends are hanging out with a couple of their own friends at uni during our break time and they invited me to join along. While they are busy having their own conversation i was half time listening and half time observing their face expression (i really dunno why i do that, its really creepy come to think of it.) Yeah, thats how anti-social i've been. If it was the old me i would butt into any conversation they having (i actually still do that, but not to strangers) and talk all day.<br />
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So, one of them is showing her fake tatoo to her friends and to be honest, that tatoo looks real but her face expression kinda gave it away. (dont ask me how i can tell, i just can) all her friends believed her but i was the only one who said that its not. This girl that was showing for her tatoo was not really close to me, we are just 'hi' & 'bye' friends but i do see her around the corner with her friend sometimes. And yes, i observe her facial expression and body language. With that, i can tell when she was telling a lie when she was showing her friends her tatoo.<br />
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There was another time when one of my friends just got into a relationship and she was trying to hide it from people cause she didnt want the whole world to know about it. But one day, while I was having lunch alone (i came to school early) she sat and talked to me and i asked her about how her about her new boy friend. She was kinda shocked that i knew that they are in a relationship cause she NEVER told me anything about this new guy. After that she asked me to guess how long have they been together. Based on the changes in her body language, her facial expression and the things that she posted on facebook, i answered about two weeks and it was the correct answer..<br />
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Observing people's face reaction is kinda fun.. especially when you manage to guess correctly whether they are lie-ing or u guess correct something.. Me and my brother love to watch to those american competition show like Master Chefs, American Next Top Model, Hell's Kitchen, etc.. Basically, any show that they will comment about whatever that they did on the episode like saying what did they, how they feel, or who they hate. You guys understand what im saying so far?<br />
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Okay, so me and my brother knows that the producers will interview the participants at the end of the show and usually in these kind of show, there would be eliminations cause its a competition. So, what me and my brother like to do is observe their face expression when they are commenting about what they are during the show and me and my brother will guess who will get eliminated in that episode. Cause logically, if you get eliminated in a competition and you are getting interviewed after the competition, you will show little bit of sad emotion face expression when you are being interviewed. (unless, the fella is an extremely good poker face) And thats where and how my brother will determine who got eliminated. Its a pretty fun thing to do and its also a good way to train our people's face expression identification.<br />
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According to my friends, they say that im pretty accurate on telling a person's face expression but im better when it comes to doing poker face. In other words, im good in telling lies without revealing my lie-ing face. Which me a very suitable psychologist. (and i quote, that is something similiar to what they said)<br />
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Reading facial expressions and body language is FUN, im pretty sure that my skills are not up to the standard that i can read people's mind or be a psychologist but i really hope i can develop this skills just for the fun of it. It might be like a super power! 8D<br />
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CHEERS! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-9731160062302760292012-10-14T07:41:00.002-07:002012-10-14T07:41:40.624-07:00MSN<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Some of you guys might recognize this logo and some of you might not. The the early 90s people should recongnize this.. Back then, this logo represented a software that was like the skype for us, the whatsapp for us and the facebook chat system for us before any of these are developed. This software is called MSN Messenger. (correct me if im wrong, i dun remember what issit called already.)<br />
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Msn still going on right now its just that i hardly hear people talk about it anymore. Nowadays when people wanted to chat online, its always "I'll whatsapp you alright?" or "We'll talk on skype." or "Facebook message me la.". Sounds familiar right? XP<br />
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To be honest, i really really really really really miss Msn Messenger. I would say one of the reason why im much more anti-social now is probably because i lost msn messenger. Most of my friends are there! Primary School, High School, Temple and HELP friends, all their msn contacts are there in my msn messenger account. And i really miss talking to them.. I have lessers contacts on skype (altho most of my close high school friends are there), i dont really go online on facbook chat system, i find their chat system really laggy and annoying.. and for twitter, its just not the right kind of apps to talk to people. To stalk them and hear their problems, yes but definitely not for chatting.<br />
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So what happened to my msn account? I really dunno myself.. i think my account got bug or virused or something.. i dont remember what happened but everytime i log into my account they always ask for my handphone number and they send a message to my phone asking my phone to send back something to re-activate my account.. please bear in mind that i have to do this EVERYTIME when i log into my msn mesenger account. And sending the messenger to the msn company using my handphone is kinda expensive. DX<br />
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So why not get whatsapp? The awesome application that allows you to talk to anyone like facebook, skype or msn for FREE as long as they have whatsapp as well. Well, sadly, my phone is not high tech enough to have whatsapp. Its touch screen alright, but its not as awesome as the other high tech touch screen devices there are available today.. DX If, i were given the chance to have whatsapp, hell i would download that app and put into my phone RIGHT AWAY. XD<br />
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I remember having video chatting with my friends using Msn when i was taking care of young Oreo in the toilet. Yeah, Oreo was alittle scare to being alone (he still is now) when he was young, and i will always stay beside im in the toilet (cause he sleeps there last time) until he fell asleep. And to not bored the crap out of me, i will usually chat with my friends on msn and showing off Oreo to them using Msn Chat system. Ahhh good old days..<br />
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If my msn messenger account still exist, i would be less lifeless and i would still keep in contact with alot and alot of my friends.. unless all of them have turn over to the whatsapp side.. that would be very very bad. DX So, for those of you who know me and have a skype account.. please do add me. Im desperate trying to keep in contact with you guys.. yes, you heard me.. desperate.. DX<br />
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Alright thats all for now, im starting back uni life again tomorrow. I've been trying to update my blog more often lately because i had a one week assessment break which im suppose to be doing my work instead of bloggin. But i feel really bad for not bloggin much lately. Last month i only blog about one post.. ONE POST for one whole month! Thats really really not my style. DX So yeah, here you go. 3 blog post for 3 days in a row. Hope you guys still read it. DX<br />
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CHEERS!! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-56397596195942740562012-10-13T11:15:00.001-07:002012-10-13T11:15:25.001-07:00Taking 3D Modelling and AnimationJust to refresh some of you guys or maybe, for those of you guys who dont know, this might be something new that you dont know about me.. Im taking degree in computer science majoring in 3D Animations and Computer Games Development. I should sound a little bit more cooler right now.. just a little bit.. XP<br />
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For the first two semester of my degree, i've been taking mostly programming subjects. Boring, long, complicate, life threatening, sounds simple but hard as fark, problem solving and annoying codes that have been haunting me for two semesters. For my third semester (which is where i am right now) i STILL take programming subject but lesser (yay~) and finally, im starting to take the subjects that im suppose to take, Animations! (yay again~ XD)<br />
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Now whoever that told you that 3D Animations is fun, believe them cause it is. XP But 3D animations can be complicated.. its not hard but just complicated.. and sometimes, it can be annoying when you cant get the shape that you want. The more ambitious you are, the more complicated your model development will be. And me, im an extremely ambitious person when it comes to something like this.<br />
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The class itself is fun.. not to be sexist here but finally, we had our very first male lecturer. (yay~) His a pretty cool lecturer as well. He made class fun but sadly most of his class are around 2pm or 4pm time.. and those are the afternoon nap time. But still, learning modelling from him is fun.. Just the other day he thought us how to make a easy looking dinosaur (the long neck one) and a human leg. So one of my friends, Theodore decided to use both of the things that he thought us and combine it into one model.. and we have..<br />
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So now, i am working on my major assignment which is modelling a single frame animation (basically a 3D animated character picture) which can be anything we like but we must try and apply everything that Mr.Vincent (our 3D animation lecturer) thought us into it..<br />
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At first, i really dunno what to do.. then i start thinking about robots.. Dont ask me why but i just have the inspiration to build robots..<br />
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What i've modeled is very different from what i have in mind. The one that i modeled was alittle bit.. okay not alittle but WAAAAAY to simple and plain. Its not like i wanted to model transformers that would just be over ambitious.. i wanted to model a robot which is simple but yet good looking.. here are some picture to show you guys some examples..</div>
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So yeah, thats basically what i've been doing right now. I would have to say 3rd semester is alittle more relaxed than the first two semesters.. but still, its a UOW thing to keep all their students extremely busy to the extend that they cant even blog about their lifes anymore. DX</div>
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Owh yeah, i wanna thank all the 35 people who liked this picture of facebook. Credits goes to Liana for giving the idea to take a picture with the paper and helping to take the picture and send it to me as well. Thank You. XP<br />
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Many of you have been asking as well, "is there a meaning behind this picture." and the answer is 'Nope.' The story is real simple. I found this paper right under the desk of my lab computer. I knew that this paper was not for me.. That is because there was a class before me.. and besides i have very little friends in inti so the probability of someone who would actually write something this sweet for me is 2%. The reason I say its 2% is because there could be a possibility that my friends are pulling a prank on me or maybe there is someone stalking me! D8 Turns out, the paper was actually written from the previous class people (according to my seniors) and it is definitely not for me.<br />
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Why am i so free right now? Cause im currently having a break from modelling and im having an assessment break right now. Sadly, 2 more days of break and im back to uni life again. DX<br />
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Hope everyone is doing alright. And hopefully, i will be bloggin more often right now.. Will try and find something random or even the slightest small thing that happen to me on a day (like this random topic) to talk and share it to you guys. XP<br />
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CHEERS! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-15741450392749652952012-10-11T13:14:00.001-07:002012-10-11T13:14:38.805-07:00Your Favorite ColourAll of us should have our very own favorite color . If you dont really know/have your favorite color right now, its okay.. i say we all SHOULD have but i didnt say that we MUST have one right? If you dont have one maybe cause your a colorful person or something. XD<div>
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I remember my first favorite color was Blue. I remembering writing inside primary school essay or biodatas or editting personal profile stuffs or when internet is asking the question of 'whats your favorite color' and i always answer it, blue. The story of why its blue was because back then, i was a HUGE fan of Kamen Rider (Masked Riders) and Power Rangers. The Power Ranger that i was watching back then was the very first power rangers, the one with the dinosaurs and the colors of red, yellow, pink, blue and black. And for the Kamen Rider, i was watching Kamen Rider Black RX which can change into multiple different forms that are in different colors.</div>
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At first, i wanted to take the black color but whenever me and my brother are doing our boy role playing super heroes game time, my brother will always pick the black color ranger or the black rider cause that was the coolest looking ranger and the strongest form for Kamen Rider. So, i went with the blue ranger and the blue kamen rider instead cause i just think the blue ranger's weapon looks pretty cool and the blue form kamen rider is pretty powerful. (The Kamen Rider's blue form power is pretty sick now that i think about it. XD)</div>
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And then came the new color.. white color. And it is related to power rangers and kamen rider as well. The power ranger group suddenly have a 6th member in their team which is white color and kamen rider had a new cool looking form which is somewhat white and black-ish color. After see that new ranger and rider, i immediately change my favorite color to white! Through out the end of my primary school till early high school years, my favorite color has been white..</div>
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Now i dun really remember what happened during the interval.. but thru out my late high school days, for some reason i changed my favorite color to grey. I really dunno why.. from white to grey.. from such a happy bright-ish color into a dull-ish color.. maybe cause during late high school days i started to feel the existance of emo-ness inside me.. Or maybe because i knew that white color stuffs are so easily to get stain on it, so change my color? Im not even sure myself.. lets just skip this part.. XP</div>
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And finally, when i came into college/uni days, my favorite color was black. Yeap, back to the old black color~ Now, many of you might think that the reason i like black was because black usually represents emo. Well, that half true. but if you actually think about, the black colour can match any kind of color and will still look nice. Just imagine, red black, yellow black, white black, etc.. all of them are pretty good looking colors! My sister's favorite color is also black as well, and she says that black is the universal color. It really has nothing much to do with this topic but she made the color 'black' sounds cool. XD</div>
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Therefore, you will usually see me in white inside and black jacket on the outside.. or maybe just black collar or non-collar shirts with jeans. Yeah.. the style does sounds and looks alittle bit dull ( but its definately better than grey) but thats just me. XP</div>
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Why am i talking about this? I really dunno.. This is just a random topic that i wanna talk about.. There issit really much i can talk about to you guys since life at my side is pretty darn boring.. and of course, there are things going on but they are personal stuffs and most of them are not even mine! (im a kepochi, thats why i know so much. XP)</div>
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Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-80095549347058208462012-10-10T01:01:00.001-07:002012-10-10T01:01:19.954-07:00My First: The After Math (Part 5)Finally the last part of the story of my first ever confession. If you guys have no idea whats going on and wanted to know what happen, click on any of these links and read part and part. X)<br />
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html">The Confession (Part 1)</a><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-rejection-part-2.html">The Rejection (Part 2)</a><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-flashbacks-part-3.html">The Flashback (Part 3)</a><br />
<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-apology-part-4.html">The Apology (Part 4)</a><br />
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Before i start the after math story, i wanna apologized for taking sooo long for me to finish all the story. To be honest, there was never really a part 5 for this story. I was over ambitious and wanted to making the whole story into 5 parts just to sound more cooler. But the moment i wanted to blog about it, i couldnt figure out any parts of the story which i left out.. I was 'this' close to the extend to drop the plan of making a 'part 5' but just the other day, something happen and it created/became the part 5 of the story. Dont worry, its nothing bad and it makes the perfect finale. X)<br />
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So, lets continue our story RIGHT after the apology incident (part 4). Ever since the incident (please read the previous chapters to understand what the incident is) we didnt really talk much to each other anymore.. Both of us went our own way. We did text each other for a time period.. like for the first few months and after that.. vanish.. things between us just became quiet. It was like we both became strangers again..<br />
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Now, even know we both been through that long and dreadful drama together, deep down i still think of her once in awhile. (even until today. XP) Ever since that incident, and whatever that she have done.. I told myself never to forget this girl. So, i've been finding multiple ways to reach her. Like going over to her friends and ask them do they still keep contact with her and all. I even approach her bf to know how she was doing. (I bet the bf felt extremely annoyed. XD) I still get updates from them but until a certain period of time, the just updates just stop..<br />
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Everything was silent until it hitted college years.. One day, I overheard a few of my temple friends that are talking about this girl who was nice and beautiful. I was kepo-chi (busybody) so I went ahead and asked who are they talking about. Then they mentioned her name.. I was surprise and at the same time, happy.. After so long, i finally found a way reach her again.. So ever since the day i know that my friends are friends with her, i always come to sunday school and ask how is she doing and all.. and my friends would tell her how am i doing as well. basically, they are like the messager for both of us. XD<br />
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I remember the day when i first have my own skype account.. i was asking people to add me on facebook and she was one of the first few people who asked me to add her. Right after that, we had our very first skype conversation.. she was actually one of the very first people who have i a one-on-one video chat skype conversation. And that conversation we had, lasted pretty long.. if i didnt recall wrong, it was about 2 hours plus. XP<br />
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There were on and off moment.. she is busy with her college stuffs and im busy with my own.. but once in awhile we will skype conversation each other. After that, there was the meet up moment.. it was the day where me, her and my friends planned an outing together. That was the day that we officially meet each other again after 6 longs years. At the end of the outing, there was the moment that we both sat outside her college, chat while waiting for her parents to come and pick her up. It was just like the good old days when we are in high school. X)<br />
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Until this very day (It was actually a couple of few weeks ago) She was about to head to UK to peruse her studies. I knew that a long time ago but i just couldnt find the right time to get to hang out with her before she leave to UK. Besides, it was uni days so i've been busy doing my assignment half of the time.. therefore, i couldnt really plan anything special for her before she leaves..<br />
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In the end, the night before she flew to UK, i decided to call her and just talk.. I know it something really really small for a finale.. but at least this time, before she leaves, we both have a nice talk with each other.. So, we both talk and update each other on how we are doing so far and how both of us meet and back. We also talked about a couple of things that happen between both of us in the past that we dont even know.. It was story telling time.. XP<br />
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I remember back then i use to LIE to her and tell her that im waiting for my brother to fetch me from the front gate but the truth is, im always walking home from the back gate. The reason is pretty obvious, its to spend more time with her. Since both of us are in different classes back then and she is sooooo popular among the guys, talking to her was difficult and of course, who wouldnt wanna spend more time with someone they really like right?<br />
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But what i didnt know is.. one day, just like any other normal after school day.. i waited with her and talked to her at the front gate after school. Her mom came, pick her up, she left, i walk back to the back gate and walk home.. But that day, she left her water bottle at the front gate. So she asked her parents to turn around, head to the front gate to get the bottle. On the way to the front gate, she caught me walking back home.. And at that point, she probably knew that i had feelings for her already..<br />
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Another thing that she did reminded me was the 'hidden food in the drawer' incident.. Now, this is actually a pretty creepy story in my opinion.. if your in her point of view, you would find this extremely scary. (pre-warned. XD) Back then in high school.. she is very busy with her chinese society stuffs.. and she often doesnt have the time to go to canteen to eat something. (fyi, i got all these information from her friends. XP)<br />
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So, once in awhile.. i will buy something for her from the canteen and head to her classroom and place in right in her desk drawer. And when she comes back, she will find some small packs of food like friend fries or nuggets in her drawer with alittle note by me. Yeah.. creepy issint it? And in my opinion, thats probably the second hint for her to know that I liked her. Now come to think of it, did i ever get her into trouble? D8<br />
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Okay, some of you guys are asking me "Dude, whats with the jacket? Why are u wearing it all the time?" and i always answer "There is a special meaning behind this jacket.". Remember? Yeaps, the meaning behind the jacket has something to do with this girl. And many of you guys dont know about it, so im here to tell you guys the story. XP<br />
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Now, did say I couldnt reach her but i didnt say there was never once i didnt meet her anywhere or anytime before i found a way to reach her. I did meet her but we just didnt spend alot time together, mostly was just a random 'hi' and 'bye' incident and both of us will get back to what we are suppose to do. But for this story, it was alittle bit different..<br />
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After about 3 years after the incident, i manage to meet her again.. and how did we meet was very unexpected for both of us. It was the year of SPM, the exams that all form 5 students fear for their life. My mom got a free entry to a very famous SPM seminar in University Malaya and she decided to send me there ALONE. I was extremely reluctant to go cause i dont like going to these kind of functions and of course, going there without a partner will just be extremely boring..<br />
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Since she didnt tell me anything about it.. plus, i was sorta forced to go (cause my mom said so) she decided to make it up to me by bringing me for an early mamak breakfast before the the seminar. At the mamak, i notice a girl who looks extremely familiar.. but i didnt really bother about it cause i was not really in a good mood as i was not really looking forward to a lonely seminar by myself.. I didnt really have a very clear view of the girl as well.. so, dont bother.<br />
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I head for the seminar, listen to how lecturers are teaching us how to write a proper english essay.. bla bla bla.. and after a long 2 hours of seminar, i finally get to have my first seminar break.. I remember clearly that during the break, i was eating donuts on a stair case alone and suddenly i get a tapped on the back. When i turn around, there she is. She was very surprise to see me and so was I. Apparently, the girl who i saw We talked alittle bit and she introduced her me to her friends. After that she invited me over to sit beside them during the seminar..<br />
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During the seminar she felt cold cause apparently we are sitting pretty close to the air con. So, i borrowed her my jacket for her to wear. (hero moment) And in the end, she wore the jacket for quite awhile and returned it to me after the seminar day. That was the first part of the story, the second part (which is pretty short) comes in when i found a way to reach her and during the outing with her and my friends. We went and watch a movie and again, she felt cold and at the same time, i was wearing the exact same jacket that day. So again, i borrowed her my jacket again. XP<br />
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Now the hidden meaning behind the jacket is not because i still have feelings for her, its because of the memories and lessons of life that she left behind me for me. She is the reason why i became little more stronger than i was last time. She is the reason of why i am alittle more matured than before. And the jacket is more like a reminder to myself, to remember what happened in the past, to not the same mistakes so that it will not happen again. I've hurt one good friend before and that jacket will tell me not to hurt another one again..X)<br />
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And that jacket sometimes gives me luck.. i dunno why.. but its like she freaking charmed the jacket or something. XD<br />
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Whatever that was told above was almost everything that we talked on the phone during the talk session before she head over to UK. We talked for so long that her phone battery died and i have to call her using my cell phone to call her back.. After a long 2~3 hours long of phone conversation we decided to end the conversation and head to bed. When i drop the call, i sighed.. not because of disappointment but relieve and satisfaction.. This time, i get to give her a proper farewell.. When i check my phone credit, it went from RM23+ down towards RM9+. I smiled and told myself that all of it, was worth it. X)<br />
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A couple of weeks after she flew to UK, it was her birthday. On her birthday I asked her for a skype call for that day and she agrees to chat on skype with me and set a time for us to skype. The time she set was a about 2am in Malaysia time but in UK time its 2pm in the afternoon. It was actually a good time for me since i have more time to get ready for our conversation and since it was her birthday, i decided to find something special for her.<br />
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I couldnt do anything much about the present part cause it was late, i could buy or make anything for her. So, i did was i USE to do best. Drawing. I drew a picture of her in the short 2 hours of last minute planning.. It didnt really turn out the way that i wanted it look like since it didnt really look exactly like her and the person that i drew could be anyone else. (really) and i was happy with it. X)<br />
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When we skyped, i uploaded the picture and send it to her. We both talked, update each other and then took a nice picture of each other thru skype.. It was funny and extremely fun at the same time. After chatting till about 4am in the morning.. we decided to end the conversation, i head to bed and she head to her table and study. And tell u guys to truth, that night i couldnt really sleep cause i was overwhelmed with happiness. XP<br />
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To be more specific, the conversations that im asking about are text messaging conversations. A normal face to face coversations wouldnt just died off all in the sudden unless both person have no topics to talk about and it will created a short silent period.. Even so, the silent period wouldnt last very long unless both of them are just really really shy.. XP This conversation die off thing happens ALOT in text messaging. How do i know? Cause i experience it ALOT.. DX<br />
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So, how does a conversation die off? Its really simple, lets say both of you started a conversation. Regardless who initiated the conversation. Both of you have a good time chating. Replies are coming back and forth from both side but then suddenly, the other person just stops replying..<br />
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I always check my text messages before and after i send them, just to make sure that i didnt write anything stupid or awkward. (thats why i reply messages to slow sometimes.) And im pretty sure that i didnt end the conversation by saying any 'bye' or 'talk to you next time' or 'gtg' in my message nor did i write anything weird in it. (at least in my opinion it didnt sound weird) And i always check and see whether my messages are sent or not cause who knows i might have misclick the send button or something.<br />
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Its okay if the conversation died off BUT came back to life after awhile.. cause sometimes or maybe that person had a long day and suddenly feel asleep while texting you? Or maybe the person got alittle busy during that period that you text him/her and couldnt reply? Even so, now that i think of it, thats not very reasonable cause if you are busy, then why bother replying so quickly? You could have just tell the person that your busy and will text him/her back later right?<br />
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This conversation die off thing didnt just occur once for that one person, but it occues MULTIPLE times for JUST that one particular person. And this thing is like contagious, it doesnt happen to one person but many people whom i text with, the conversations just dies off all in the sudden. And to be more specific, almost ALL of them are girls. (no offense girls..DX)<br />
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When this kind of things happen, alot of thinking will start going on in my head. (yeah, i think alittle bit way too much) I will start thinking whether did i really say something weird? Did i annoy the person? Did i bored the person out? Did i indirectly said something offensive to this person? Did something happen to the person!? D8<br />
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So thats my question for you guys.. Why do you think that texts conversations like that will just die off? And did it happen to you as often as it does to me? X)<br />
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Sorry guys i've been really really busy and lazy lately. And my reasons are still and always be the same.. Uni works are killing me.. and you guys will be surprise that the ones that are keeping me busy this semester are not programming but theory and essay writing subjects. I know right? DX<br />
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Hope all you guys out there are doing WAAAAAY better than me. X)<br />
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CHEERS! XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-90933563106939583242012-08-24T04:15:00.000-07:002012-08-24T04:15:19.376-07:00Before going Back to Hell Again*I know this post should have been uploaded MANY MANY days but i've been really really busy/lazy so didnt have the time to edit and complete it. XP*<br />
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Maybe some of you dont know cause i never mention on my blog post before nor did i mention anything on my facebook. I only mention it in my twitter but no body cares anyways..<br />
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I have been on a holidays for about a month and a week long and right at this moment i am back to hell again. (Hell meaning my uni.. XP) Im expecting for my upcoming hell adventure again to be definately more and more difficult coding subjects. (hopefully its not.. DX)<br />
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That means i will and most probably spending lesser time at my blog spot already. And this blog is going to be dead for awhile.. BUT like i always say my twitter account will always be active cause of my portable handphone and plus with my PSP around i can simply just go online anytime as well. X)<br />
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So what did i really do on my holidays? I actually did alot of things compared to my previous holidays. I would say that this holiday that i had was kinda, productive. XP<br />
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The first and of course the BIGGEST thing i did during my holidays working.. I did workings when i was on other holidays but it was never a committed working. The jobs that i work as on my other holidays are usually events which is usually like one to three days long. And the event jobs I do are usually not with my friends but my brother's friends who are way more cooler, elder and mature than me. (sometimes i just feel lefted out. XP) The work that i did for my recent holiday was really a committed job. It was like a everyday you have to show up to work at 8am in the morning and go back home at 6pm in the afternoon kind of job.<br />
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Before i go any furthur, i wanna thank my good old friend Choo-Zhen Whei for inviting me for this job and Lim Shu Mei for accompanying us as well. The job was fun with their accompany, the pay for the job was pretty darn good, not to mention the things that we have to do are pretty easy, which is some simple data entry stuffs. Plus, the snack that are provide there are delicious as well! We get to have like free milo, marz, snickers and cookies sometimes! The working time is very flexible as well. It like you can take a lunch break as long as you want but the draw back is that you dont get paid for the time that ur not around cause we are getting paid by hours. But that didnt affect me much anyways cause i usually dont have anyone inviting me for lunchs anyways.. Sometimes I think the job is a little bit too good to be true cause its aweseom! XD<br />
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Another thing that i did was having my very first high school reunion. Now, there was a high school reunion before these which was held after we got our SPM results but wouldnt consider that as a class reunion cause it was like not long after our SPM exams and everyone just started their college life and all. (some of them havent even started yet) I would actually call that a high school class dinner or a high school before college dinner or a high school farewell. But what I had for my recent holiday was really a high school reunion. X)<br />
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The last time i saw any of my high school friends before the event was at least a year ago. (plus plus plus) I did meet someone of them when i was helping my dad in the pasar malam but that was an on and off thing. I dont usually help my dad in pasar malam that often. Besides ever since Im in my uni days, I seldom and almost literally dont help my dad in the pasar malam already.<br />
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So, what can i say about the reunion? One word.. AWESOME. Meeting up with everyone else is just nice. About a quarter of our classmate show up but the ones that showed up are the awesome ones. We all sat down, chat and update each other while waiting for the other classmates to show up, chat even more when everyone arrive and was eating. We had alot and alot of updates with each other and also had alot of flashback talks like making impressions of our class teachers and telling stories of how we are the most hyper active class back when we are in high school. Those moments are just awesome.<br />
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I have a confession to make.. Everyone became beautiful.. Both guys and girls. XP<br />
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After dinner at (i really dont remember whats the place called.. crap.. DX) we head to SK corner to have another hang out session. Then we had more and more and more chatting session. Lastly, after the supper time at SK we head over to Celine's house to play with something known as 'Chat Roulette'. It like skype where u can video chat with a RANDOM person who is online but like i say ur chatting with any RANDOM person who is using Chat Roulette that time, then u can click the next button and look for another person. Warning: You will see alot of nasty things on Chat Roulette, so highly recommend none open minded people to use it. XP</div>
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We did alot of extremely funny things with Chat Roulette. But im not going to expose anything that happen that night on Chat Roulette cause whatever happens there, stays there. (Its nothing serious.. Trust me. XP) Had alittle bit of chat session again, play poker cards and some youtube watching moments.. Finally, we all head back to back at around 3am in the morning. Totally worth it. X)<br />
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So, High School Reunion and working.. what else did i do on my holidays? Lemme share to you a little fact about me, i never been to a friend's farewell, to be more specific its more send a friend of kind of farewell. Yeah, like you go to the airport, had dinner there and then watch the fella enter the air and fly.. yeah, that kind of farewell. It was my first time attending a friend's send off. XP<br />
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A friend of mine, Montri have to travel over to france to pursue his studies there. At first, i was not even close to the fella back in the days when i was in the same high school with him. All i know that he was this very funny guy who is studying in a pretty smart class. Those were my impression of him.. until i got skype and joined the group FOP (Fellowship of Pie), he was a extremely funny guy who is very out going as well. His always the 'jom lets go' guy in our group. What does that mean? Our FOP group may have alot of members but we all have our own busy times, so its pretty difficult to gather up people to do something. Lets say we are going to play a game and we need 4 people to make a full team, he will definately be one of them and say 'jom lets go'. Or lets say we are going for dinner, even know he had dinner already he will still say 'jom lets go'. Basically anything we do he will always be there to join us. X)<br />
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He might be there in France temporally but there is also the possibility that he might be there forever. So on the day that he was leaving to france, me and my other FOP friends decided to get him a last final farewell send off. Me, Tarvin, Nathanael and Chris drive all the way to the airport station. We had a farewell dinner together and it was fun talking about the things that we all did in the past like going out to mcd playing board games until late night or shouting and scold him on how noob he is in HON or sometimes, once in a blue moon compliment him on how well he in in HON. XD<br />
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Even know i've only known him pretty much recently, but it sure feel like there was a connection between both of us. After the dinner, we all head to the send off point and watch him walk thru the gates. Once Montri offically went off, we all are deciding to what to do next. Go for supper session? Go and play board games? Then, it got quiet.. cause it doesnt feel the same anymore.. Without another 'jom lets go' buddy around, it feels like we are short of one person. Calling people out to makan or play baord games is even more difficult cause Montri was usually the 4th member.. It was just not the same without him.. X(<br />
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It was my first and ever friend's farewell send off.. the feeling of sending one of feels horrible (imagine the person ur sending off is a girl or someone you really love, it would definitely feel much worst.) but there was a little bit of proud-ness inside of me. Knowing that one of my friend is going all the way to france to pursue his studying, it a pretty big leap for him and as a friend im very proud of him. Not to mention all the hot france chicks his going to meet there. XD (he promise to get me one.)<br />
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No worries, the bastard is doing just fine over on the other side. Once in awhile he will call us thru skype to check on us. Sometimes, we use a pad which has skype and video call him during our events just to make him feel that his still right with side us. Plus, even know we cant play HON with anymore we can still play stupid Warcraft maps with him online. XD<br />
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During the holidays and around the last week of my holidays after i finish my work, one of friends invited me to this very unique event. Its a flash/freeze mob parade to spread Breast Cancer Aware-ness organized by HELP students. (awesome~) Basically, its a parade where there will be like a marching group of people cheering and spreading breast cancer around Pusat Bandar Damansara area, then we will find a specific location around the area and do a freeze mob session. Now, i've done some flash mob and freeze mob, they are really fun to do!<br />
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Whats so special about this one is definately the parade marching thingy. We all have to wear pink-ish stuffs like pink shirt. And here is another little fact of me, i NEVER wore pink shirt before. Like NEVER in my whole entire life. Okay maybe i did.. but I never remember once which i WILLING wore a pink shirt myself. That day, was an exception. They provide us with the pink ribbon name tag which represent the breast cancer aware-ness thingy and they provide us with pink gloves. One of the students (also one of the organizer) went all out, he wore pink wig which was super awesome. XD<br />
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The parade was pretty fun, we march and cheer around the area like nobody's business. And it a really nice thing to do. People notice us and ask what are we doing, we will spread papers around telling them what we are doing and putting up signs telling people about breast cancers and stuffs. it was fun!<br />
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For the freeze part was alittle bit short and alittle dissapointted. Maybe because i've been to alot of freeze mobs which was better than the one i had. To me the freeze mob that they had was alittle bit.. disorganized.. its like they are rushing and all. But still, everything went good. X)<br />
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Overall, the event was a success. I believe everything including myself had fun. It was a pretty good day to go back to visit HELP and meeting up with some of my juniors and friends. Its has been awhile since i last feel this much fun. Looking at others jumping around being hyper and all, sorta reminds me of me and my hyper active HELP friends back then. Ahhhh.. Those are the days, and probably the best days of my life so far. X)<br />
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I had alot and alot of basketball session too during my holidays.. It feels like i was in high school again, the days when i was sooo into basketball that i literally go to basketball almost everyday. But now since im older, i will always try to limit myself to not injured and tired myself that often. So during the holidays (even not during the holidays) I will go play basketball with my younger cousins at the basketball court behind my house like about 2 to 3 times every week. Sometimes, i even promise to teman them and practice their shots with them. (such a good cousin brother i am. XD)<br />
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Im not very sure myself but alot of people think that im a very well played player. Like one of the top 10 players of the court behind my house. (fuiseh, perasaan~ but this is true, thats what they all say) My cousins also look up to me and say that they wanna be as good as me next time in the future. Those words really made me happy. Now, the main reason why I THINK im so good is because im can really really jump, rebound and slam dunk. They say im the ONLY person so far that i could slam behind the court. That made me alittle happy inside, cause when i was young i knew that i can jump cause many of my basketball friends told me so but i can never jump to the extend that i could slam dunk. After so long, i was finally able to do so and that just complete one of the many childhood goals in my life. XD<br />
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Since now my good old basketball friends are not around playing basketball with me like old time already, i've been playing basketball with new faces. Some of them are adults and most of them are kids. Well not really kids, like form 2 or form 3 or form 4 and some standard 4,5,6. Playing with them is hell alot of fun cause they are all nice people. Some of them are students from my high school, some of them are married and still love playing basketball, some of them are work in the morning market like my dad and some of them are christian who will come and play for fun after that sunday prayers. As for the kids, seeing them playing basketball is like seeing me growing up and play basketball. The kids may lose right now since they have some slight disadvantage but i told myself that these kids are going to good players in the future. Yeah, its like how my old basketball friends look after me and train me till how I am today. X)<br />
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Now that ONE freaking long post. Its been awhile since i last done one of these blog post.. So, basically these are the things that i did in my holidays, and its pretty productive. Half of the things that im talking about here is also my little stories and opinions as well.. Just wanna jumble all of them together in one blog post so i wont have to blog another one of my first boring emo opnion blog post. XP<br />
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Alright, hopefully that im not too lazy enough to blog about something else again.. seriously, i was 'this' close to forgetting that i have a blog post. amd its scary..DX XD<br />
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CHEERS!! XD<br />
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It was one day are uni, me and my friends are deciding wear to eat our lunch. We always have this problem on deciding stuffs. In the end, i push and persuade my friends to go sunway pyramid to have our lunch. They were quite reluctant cause the food there are not under our budget and we have to drive there but still, in the end we all decided to go there. Now, the reason why i persuaded them to go there is because i have a dear friend who is working there and its been awhile i've seen her. Hopefully, if i go there i get to spend sometime with her.<br />
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So we all head to sunway and the first thing i did was persuade one of my friend, Eugene who was more familiar the place than i am, to bring me to Adidas (cause she is working there) and inside i was very excited to meet her cause she was one of my dear friends back when i was in HELP and we really spend alot of memories together. I went there, entered Adidas and she was sooo excited to see me which really made me happy. She then asked me whether i can stay back until 8pm at night so that she can hang out with me cause during that time she just finish her lunch break and she is pretty busy.<br />
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Now, normally i would ask my friends to stay back and hang out with me until the time but that time, we are all at the the peak of our busy point. It was 3 weeks away from our final exams and we have like 5 more assignment of programming to submit before the finals. The choice that i should made is pretty obvious, to say 'no' but like a idiot and just because she was a dear friend of mine, i said 'yes' and i'll wait for her. She smiled and said that she will see me soon. That moment, all i want is to see her smile and feel all excited to hang out with me.<br />
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So, after having lunch with my friends and hanging out at sunway pyramid for alittle while longer, they all went back home and i left myself there at sunway pyramid alone waiting for the time to past. I went over to Mcd, turn on my computer and start doing something programming instead of wasting time. While i was doing programming, at the same time i was imaging what awesome things that we could talk about when we hang out later? How much of a good time we can both have during that short couple of hours? I was really making my self excited.<br />
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Around 7pm, i left Mcd with a pretty hungry stomach (i know i just had lunch with my friends but i become hungry very quickly) but i was expecting a dinner with her at the moment. I started walking around sunway pyramid alone cause i didnt want to hang out around Adidas to pressure her or make myself look like a stalker. Plus, i remembered she said that after work around 6pm she have to attend a friend's birthday at TGIFridays. After the birthday, she said she would call and then come and hang out with me. So, i told myself not to rush so much, just hang out around sunway until she calls.<br />
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It was 8pm and i was still waiting alone. I told myself, "Its okay, its a birthday event, i wouldnt end that fast. Plus, its malaysia time so the event probably would start later.". I continue waited.. Then it was 9pm and that point i was start to get hungry but still no phone calls from her. Again, i told myself "Its okay, she will call she said she would. Again, its a birthday party event. It wouldnt end that early. Just keep waiting." So, i continue waiting.. until 9.30pm, i started to get alittle worried.<br />
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Im travelling back home by bus and at the time like 9.30pm its pretty difficult to get a bus ride back home, plus its kinda dangerous. I lied to my parents telling them that im stay back at my uni with my bunch of friends doing our programming assignments.. even with the lies, my parents are still very worried. So, i decided to call her. After giving her 3 miss calls which obviously she didnt pick up, i decided to give it another try and wait for another 30minutes. I was hoping that she saw the miss calls and called me back when she notice it. Even if shes out of credit, i was really hoping that she could borrow a phone from a friend to call me back or something. So stupidly me, i kept on waiting..<br />
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It was 10pm, i didnt want to leave the place without telling her good bye or something. So i gave her another call.. After about 8 miss calls, she still hasnt pick up her phone neither did she call back. At that point, i completely lost my patience and decided to held back home.. alone, without seeing her and with a empty stomach. I waited for the bus until 10.30pm, head back to KJ station around 11pm, called my parents to pick me up and finally reached home around 11.20pm. My parents scold me for staying back so late and troubling them and i have cook my own dinner..<br />
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Before going to bed, i tell myself.. maybe she would have saw the number of miss calls by now. So I waited.. and waited and waited.. Hopefully i would get a phone call back or a text message.. Hoping that she would apologize and give me an explanation.. I wait and wait and wait.. in the end i feel asleep. The next morning when i wake up, i immediately check my phone and still there are no message. I was angry and pissed (should have felt that way earlier) so i send her a text message, telling her that i've been giving her phone calls and waited at sunway alone unitl 10pm.<br />
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After awhile, she finally replied a message around afternoon time, after one of my class ended. She apologize and said that she didnt pick up the phone cause it was in vibrate mode and she didnt reply or call me is because her phone has no more credit. It was both the reason that i've predicted.. I was angry and furious. I have a million of things that i want to tell her. But just because she was someone dear to me.. i didnt scold her or tell her how did i actually feel. Instead, i send her a message saying "Its okay..".<br />
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Pretty sad story eh? This kind of things usually happens to me. (i really dunno why) If you were in my shoes, how would you have reacted? Will you burst into flames and told her off or you do the same thing that i did? This is just one of those things that happen to me, but this is probably the most serious one that i ever had.<br />
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When i told my friends about this, they gave themselves a big nice face palm and said that im very naive. Just because that person is a girl or that person is someone special to me, i shouldnt just like give in. Its not like they will give a damn about how you feel anyways. They will most probably wont put the effort to find out or figure out as well. It will only end up hurting myself again and again and again.. They said that i should fight back, express myself, give them alittle taste on how i feel. That way people wouldnt simply take advantage of you and know that your not the kind of guy that they should simply mess with.
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Lets say you planned to go out with someone, and she says yes.. you are sooo pumped about it and you cant wait for that time to come! But when the time come, the very last minute, she said that she couldnt make it due to some reason.. All she did was a valid reason.. what would you react to? Me? i'll probably say the word "Its okay.."<br />
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Or maybe a text message that was not replied, like lets say both of you are having a nice conversation and your at the point that your actually enjoying to have conversation with her, then suddenly she just stops replying. And you yourself kept on wondering what have you done wrong? So, you flip back the message that you send and read it over and over and over again. You realized you didnt write anything funny or wrong, what did you do next? You wait.. and wait.. and wait.. and wait.. every 5 minutes you will check your phone over and over and over again.. cause you know, your desperate.<br />
<br />The next morning, you went to school and you bumped into her. She didnt say anything about the text conversation that you all had last night and you both just did your 'hi' and 'bye' thing and continue on with the direction that your walking. You will then start thinking of all the possibilities that why she didnt reply you. Did you REALLY write something wrong but didnt notice it yourself? Did she forgotten about the nice conversation that both of you had last night? More and more possibilities are running through your head.. In the end, you just tell youself "Its okay.." and let the recycle repeat itself..<br />
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Im afraid to do those 'Go scold her in her face and let her know how you feel' kind of things cause im afraid that i might offend someone or hurt someone. Words sometimes can really hurt.. But come to think of it. Maybe i should have my own stand. Maybe i should fight back. Maybe I should say something else instead of saying "Its okay..". Cause its not like the person will reply back a message and say "Im so sorry, lemme make it up to you" or something like that.. No, they never did! And thats really annoys me! After that, they will most probably never text or call back anymore. And its true what my friends said, its not like they really give a damn or put in the effort to know how did i feel.<br />
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One of the reasons why i dont 'fight back' or something similar to these kind of things, its because i believe in being nice guy. I believe that if your nice, you dont complain much, you dont expect anything, you will have something in return. And i always believe that there is definitely a reason behind these people are treating me these way. Maybe they are just as naive and lost as i am? Maybe they are doing it un-intentional? Maybe they really dont know i actually feel that way? Maybe i just be nice to them, they will treat me better? Maybe that way they would wanna talk or hang out to with me next time? Those are the things that i keep telling myself. But after going through all of these over and over again.. Im starting to doubt that, maybe nice people really do finish last.. my confidence of being a nice guy is slowly fading away or maybe, im just not a nice guy to being with? (which im most probably am not a nice guy)<br />
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Im really sorry that my blog spot sounds extremely emotional lately. I swear i dont mean it but these things just keep happening to me and i just really wanna let it out and let the world know about it. Some of you guys are probably annoyed of all these emo emo blog post. I sincerely apologize. I swear there are some cheerful which are still under draft mode in my blog list. I guess i just blog faster and better when i emo. Hopefully, something good will happen and i get to blog about it. Hopefully. XP<br />
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CHEERS~ XDKlex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-45778048515476074292012-08-03T09:08:00.001-07:002012-08-03T09:08:35.755-07:00Words of False Hopes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Back to the main topic here.. So, does the title sounds familiar? Maybe the name Chris Medina rings a bell? Or the words "<i>What are words if you really dont mean them when you say them..</i>"? You guys have probably enough clue on what im about to talk here. If you guys dont, please go youtube and search for the song 'What are Words'. Thank You. XP<br />
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I always tell myself dont trust sweet and comforting words from other people.. Sometimes i dont even trust if the words are coming from someone who is close to me. Cause those words are usually and almost never true to me. (that is just my opinion) Like someone said "I miss You.." or "Nice talking to you." I just dont feel the sincere-ilty unless the person who says it actually proves it. If you cant prove it, i'll most probably give you the "Yeah.. right.." impression. How are you going to prove it? Honestly, i dont even know myself. Im a pretty demanding and picky person. XP<br />
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Sometimes it doesnt really need to be nice and sweet words, normal words will do.. Okay, normal words are too general.. Narrow it down, agreements like "Will talk to you again soon" or "Lets do this more often." or "I'll see you next time." or "I'll call you soon." or "I'll make it up to you" (i can find these kind of examples all day) These kind of words gives me the "Yeah.. Right.." Impression as well.. cause usually those things just dont happen.. Some people just dont say mean what they say!<br />
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Believing in these kind of words usually just brings false hopes. Cause you would actually expect something in return. Like for example, if the person says "Will take to you again soon.." and you'll be silly sitting down at the corner everyday, staring down at your phone, telling yourself, "He says his going to talk to me again.. im sure he will talk to me soon.. soon.. soon.." and after that, you wait and wait and wait and wait.. in the end, the fella really didnt talk to you anymore. Hopes crush, Lost Trust and BOMB thats how drama happens. XD<br />
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I dont blame anyone or anything neither am I pointing fingers cause sometimes, even i do that too. (chehhh..) You cant please every single person who exist in your life. You dont wanna spoil them of course! Plus, we are already in our age where things starts to get really really busy and all. Some of us are already working and some of us, like me myself is too busy with uni stuffs.. there is really no time to catch up and all.. Sometimes, we just gotta be understanding..<br />
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But still, words is a power weapon.. People who are sensitive (like me) will totally buy in to those kind of words at desperate moments. Sometimes, the little soft and desperate side of me just wanna take in those words and believe in it.. And when i take those words in and give myself the jolly good time of having false hopes (sarcasm), of course i will feel freaking depressed. But I just gotta blame myself for buying into those nice and sweet words..<br />
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But that doesnt mean that you dont do what you say okay!? Dont take advantage of understand people! Like what the song says.. <i>"What are words if you really dont mean them when you say them?"</i>
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If I ever did do something like that.. I hereby apologize to any of you.. and HOPEFULLY, i cant make it up to you guys. (please dont believe in my words.) I might have been one of the victims but when i say things that really comes deep down from my heart, i mean it.. its really up to you whether you wanna believe it or not. X)</div>
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Im getting really tired and if some of you guys are starting to lose interest or starting to not understand anything that im bloggin about, i totally understand.. cause sometimes, i dont understand what im writting here as well. XP</div>
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CHEERS!! XD</div>
Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-61427960967674756252012-07-28T02:23:00.000-07:002012-07-28T02:23:16.719-07:00The Right Path?My friend called me the other just to seek for some advice and he need someone to hear him out. Plus, since i was one of his course mates, this thing is pretty related to me.<br />
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So, my friend was in a dilemma right now.. He have failed a few subjects in my course and the counselors decide to appraoch him to give them some of their advice. Cause, the subjects that his failing are all important subjects and most of them are related to codes which is most probably what we are going to do for our future lifes. The counselors were worried for him, so they decided to give him a few options that he can do.<br />
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The first option was to continue the same course that his taking by retaking all the subjects that he failed so far but regardless-ly he has to stay back a semester late before graduating. Second, he can change his main course into IT (now we are in computer science, its two different things) still continue his second years and all but the subject his taking will be very different from computer science. Lastly, is change the whole course into commerce such as mass communication, accounting, marketing and all..<br />
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He was in a dilemma and he called me to ask me what i think he should do. I couldnt give him and actual answer.. Instead I ask him more and more questions just to help him narrow down his choices and trying to make him realise what kind of course he wants to go.<br />
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Somewhere in the middle of our conversation, i dont remember how but we suddenly mention about what course am I suppose to take instead of computer science. He told me that im more suitable to be in the Public Relation or Mass Communication kind of course cause it really suits my personality. This is not just his opinion, i've been receive alot of comments from my friends on what course i suits me very well. Out of 10 of them none of them say computer science cause its just not the Yu Ming kind of thing but instead alot of them say that I should do like Psychology or Communication or Business Marketing kind of stuffs. This is all true..
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After the conversation, i start reflecting his situation to myself.. Am I in the right path as well? Is what im taking right now suitable for me? Am i liking what im doing right now?<br />
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After doing alittle bit of thinking.. Im worried.. Im was very very worried cause from the results of my previous semester, my score for my programming subjects are not really that satisfying and plus, i was kind lost sometimes when im doing my programming and stuffs.. I always need another person's opinion or an example to help me out with my programs. I always think that im not born to be the programmer kind of guy.. the reason why i keep myself strong and keep doing programming is because im really looking forward the gaming subjects BUT are the gaming subjects really as interesting as it sounds?<br />
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Then, i have a short flash back.. I remember on the first day of my orientation at INTI, there was this guy giving us an orientation speech and it was some what related to what im facing right now. I remember his story quite clearly cause his story was sooo inspiring. Back then when he was the same age as us, he was studying a subject that was even more boring and horrible than what im taking right now, engineering (no offense engineering students. XP). The reason why he took engineering is because when he was young he likes to build and repair stuffs for fun but when it entered degree it was not the way that he expect it to be. Which is something very similiar to me, i take computer games development is because i like playing games but i never knew that the course would be so difficult.<br />
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So right now, his doing repairs.. but it was not anything related to engineering, but related humans. His doing human repairing, its something like a consultant or a counselor kind of thing, and goes around giving inspiring and motivational speech to others. Even know he got an engineering knowledge and all but with his perfect human skills, his degree was just another extra path or a plan B to make a living. And of course, he is loving what he is doing right now..<br />
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What he said that really inspired me was.. "Everyone in this room listening to this will have a degree and you all will graduated. Yeah, the one sitting right next to you is going to get a degree just like yours. So the question now is, so what? No really, so what? Since everyone is going to get a degree and there are also other thousand of university out there providing degree for students like you all and they are also going to get a degree. So, what issit that makes you all better than the one sitting right next to your right now? Its called Human Skills."<br />
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His speech was extremely inspiring but i always have a question that i forgotten to raise my hands or ask him personally. Did he actually finish his degree? Did he take a double degree? Like taking engineering and the human communication stuffs? What did he do to get himself so motivated and so confident to do what he wants to do even know his doing an course that he doesnt like himself? If he finished his degree what did he do to make himself more into the human communication kind of stuffs? All of these i wanted to know right now.. if only i realize what im about to face is not what im expected, I would have raise my hands and ask him these questions..<br />
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After going thru a couple of thinking boxes and a couple of flash back, i decided to be just like him. I like computer games development and i like doing public relations stuffs too. I decided to do both at the same time but my main focus degree is definately computer science subjects. All i need to do right now is develop a human skill that will help me be a pretty computer games developer than anyone or to even help me to pursue my second choice which is public relations stuffs. Who knows? I might consider taking a second degree for public relations just because i like it. (that is just too ambitious)<br />
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I cant decide anything right now but this is what i temporally have in mind. I will have to wait and see how things goes only i can decide my future.. besides, issint this what im suppose to do right now? For now, i'll have to see what is the future that whoever that is up there looking after me planned for me. X)<br />
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So, have you guys have the thought that you might be taking the wrong course and all? Feel free to drop a message and express how you guys feel. I would love to read/listen to it.<br />
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Owh, my classes are starting in less that 5 days.. So, i'll be all busy again.. And therefore, there MIGHT be lesser blog post again.. I believe my 3rd semester is defiantely busier than the previous ones.. So wish me luck everyone! XD<br />
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CHEERS!Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-34253788751221221352012-07-26T11:21:00.001-07:002012-07-26T11:21:26.484-07:00Basketball Players<div>
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So, some of my friends who played with me at the basketball court behind my house asked me "Hey Yu Ming, your a pretty good basketball player. You can jump, shoot and all. Why dont you play at 'the court' but instead you choose to play with us? They have better players there who suit your level, you can improve better that way."</div>
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I then replied "Cause the players there are not the kind of basketball players that i like to play with.."</div>
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So, what kind of basketball players that im talking about? I might be a personal thingy, but im pretty picky even when it comes to basketball players that im playing or teaming up with. <span style="background-color: white;">Im talking about the kind of basketball players who have extreme high level of ego. And with that high ego that they have, they then to be alittle.. rude, show off and just basically unfriendly..</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Now, all basketball players have ego. As a basketball player myself, i will not deny that.. </span><span style="background-color: white;">But altho we all have ego but there are different levels of ego. Some can be the really f*ck up one and some can be the kind of ego that you wont even notice. So how do your know when the person has a f*ck up ego or not? Im gonna teach u guys how to identify these kind of people. It very simple.. you can tell by the attitude that they have while playing bball and how 'kia su' they are. Usually very very ego people will get really mad when they are losing and all. And to make themselves not lose and all, they pick all the strong strong players to join their them and wont let anyone other players to join their team. If there are no strong players they will call their pro friends to come over to the bball call and trash the crap out of us. To make sure that they are not just bring their friends to play for fun, check their friend's attitude.. It should be the same. (im serious about this)</span></div>
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You will know that u are playing with one of these kinds of basketball players when u get into a scenario like this.. O<span style="background-color: white;">ne of the ego-ish player tries to lay up the ball into the ring, so he dashes inside, jumps. You panic-ed so you just jump and block to pressure him but u accidentally hit his hand, he shouts foul immediately. Since its your fault, your gentleman enough apologize to him cause ur friendly. He gave u the cold stare and just walked away like his going to kill u after the games. And ever since then, he will only have an eye on you. Doesnt matter what kind of shyt u do, he will crush you and continously give u that cold stare. </span></div>
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Now, the basketball player that i like to play with are something like this.. The same scenario, he lay-ups, you panic-ed, you jump, accidentally hit his hands, and he calls foul. When he call fouls its not in like an aggressive shouting way, he will call like in a very normal tone. Then when you go ahead and apologize to him, he will say "Its okay. Are you okay? Good, now back to the game alright?" and after the game, its doesnt matter wheather their team wins or their team lost, they will still come over to you, shake your hands and say "Good game man, well played." Yeah, the people who i usually play with are people like this and that is also the way that i treat other basketball players.</div>
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I just think that basketball should be played in a very fun and casual way.. Not in a way that you wanna pick a fight with other players. I fine if kids dont know, but for adults who are in their working age and still plays like a douchebag, really dont deserve to earn my respect.<br />
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Yes, everybody wants to win in a basketball game. Who likes to lose forever? But having such a douchebag attitude while playing basketball will not earn other people's respect even if you are good and u win. Sometimes, people dont even want to team up with u with that attitude like you. The people who like to team up with u are probably the same kind of players as you are. To me, i doesnt matter how good you are, if you attitude is like crap, you wont get any respect from me at all. I rather team up with players who are weaker than that fella than teaming up with him. Cause these kind of players are not fun to play along with.
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I've been playing at 'the court' for a few times already and most of the players there are the ones who will give u the cold stare and all.. It was just really really hard to you be friends with them. I like to make friends when it comes to bballs cause that way it feels more comfortable playing with them. So far, in my whole experience in playing basketball in 'the court', i only heard one basketball player that said "Its alright, its just a ball game.". Only uncles will usually say something like this cause they are mature but for teenage guys, those are like an extinct line of words.. When i heard that person said that line, i was happy.. happy there is are actually players like this playing in 'the court'. X)</div>
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I will keep training and training and training till im good.. and one day, go there and kick their asses just to tell them the right way to play basketball. Yes, basketball is a competitive sport games.. you get serious when you play in a real competition. But when you play with strangers or random casual players, it should be fun! There should be laughers and joking around when you play bball.. but maybe its just me..<br />
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I like to play with players who make alot of noise, jokes and laughs while playing basketball. It just shows their personality that way. And the ones that i dont like are the kinds that i just mentioned above. All of these are not advice or warnings or anything.. all of these are just opinions.. Maybe some of you guys like play with these kind of people and like to win.. If you guys are one of them, i hope u all are not offend cause wtv i said here.. i freaking mean it..<br />
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I said i alot of time and I will say it again..Basketball should be played in a fun and friendly environment. If you dont like to play for fun and have a friendly attitude.. please dont come and play with me. Im serious..<br />
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</div>Klex MIngzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01720164749090379569noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105755153428899916.post-55154321972827027142012-07-19T08:16:00.001-07:002013-01-22T18:52:10.349-08:00My First: The Apology (Part 4)<span style="background-color: white;">If you guys havent read the first 3 parts
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really understand the story.. (actually it doesn’t really matter that much. XD)</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-part-1.html">Part 1: The Confession</a></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-rejection-part-2.html">Part 2: The Rejection</a></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/07/my-first-flashbacks-part-3.html">Part 3: The Flashbacks</a></span><br />
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<span lang="EN-US">So, she was going to leave <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Taman</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on"><st1:stockticker w:st="on">SEA</st1:stockticker></st1:placetype></st1:place> and change to another
high school. I was worried that I was the cause of why she is change to another
high school since sooo many things that has been going on between us. But
through her friends, she is changing to another high school because its more
convenient for her that day. She lives very far away from <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Taman</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on"><st1:stockticker w:st="on">SEA</st1:stockticker></st1:placetype></st1:place> and its really
un-convenient for her to travel for such a long distance..</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Since there is just sooo many things going
on between us, I really didn’t know how to wish her good bye and ever since the
incident, I never did apologize to her for what I did nor did I even talk to
her after that incident.. it was really hard for me to just say good bye in
such a very sad way.. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">So, I decided to use the old method.. the
way that I have been communicating with her back then when we were in the same
tuition together.. Passing papers.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Back then I will always pass her papers
during tuition time just to get to talk to her. I was never really good at
approaching her and just sit down and talk to her. It was always her that came
to me and talked to me. Therefore, passing paper was my ‘brilliant’ idea on how
to talk to a girl. She was always sitting infront and I will be usually sitting
at the corner bothering my own business.. Now that I think of it, I must be
really annoying since I keep passing countless of papers to her, distracting
her from concentrating in class. DX XD</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">My plan was to write a really short apology
note for her and pass it to her before her farewell day.. But that time, time
was running very short. I was having a hard time finding the right words for
the apology letter and I knew the date that she was leaving at the very last
minute. Everything was very chaotic and definitely wasn’t going the way that I
wanted it to go. In the end, she did receive the letter that I wrote for her
but it wasn’t from directly from me.. I didn’t meet up with her personally and
pass the letter to her, but I actually passed the letter to her and her friend
passed it to her. Not much of a friend’s farewell for me..</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Ever since she left <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Taman</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on"><st1:stockticker w:st="on">SEA</st1:stockticker></st1:placetype></st1:place>, I didn’t really
asked her friends anything related to her. And since then, my life in <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Taman</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on"><st1:stockticker w:st="on">SEA</st1:stockticker></st1:placetype></st1:place> was a little bit
different.. Every recess, I couldn’t find anything to do cause usually I will
eat and hang out with her. Now that she is not around anymore, there is no
meaning behind it anymore. And that time, I was not in the mood to talk to
anyone was well cause I was in a very emotional state that. I just wanna be
alone for that period of time. And I didn’t her anything from her as well.. well,
im not surprise about that part cause after all, I did hurt her feelings.. (and
that’s how my forever alone fever starts ever since then. XP)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">A couple of months later, one of her friend
came up to me and told me that she is coming back to <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on">Taman</st1:placename> <st1:placetype w:st="on"><st1:stockticker w:st="on">SEA</st1:stockticker></st1:placetype></st1:place> to give us a
visit. I was kinda happy to hear that she is actually coming back to visit her
friends (like I mentioned before, she is kind and nice) He friend also told me
that she is dating a guy in our school. The guy was a friend of mine, not close
friend but he is someone who I know and talked before. After hearing it, I was
sad again.. Still cant get over her after all the things that I’ve been thru..</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">So, she came back to school one day to look
for her friends.. and I was one of the friends that she wanted to look for.
(According to what her friends say) I didn’t know which is the day that she is
coming back to visit. And suddenly, she just appeared right infront of me. I
was not expecting to see her all in the sudden. I was literally not prepare for
anything. Should I apologize? Should I act like nothing happen and say hi?
Should I hug her or just shake hands with her or nothing? Of all the choices
that I have mentioned above, I choose none of it. Instead, when I saw her I
immediately turn my head and walk away. (stupid klex, stupid stupid stupid
klex!)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I was still scared and embarrassed of
myself from that incident. (im really a hard head am I?) Even know, she took a
lot of effort to come all the way back to school just to visit me, I still
didn’t want to see her. (pretty stupid aren’t I?) I thought that she shouldn’t
see me.. she shouldn’t treat me that nice. She should consider me as a friend
at all..</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Suddenly, her boyfriend came up to me and
talked to me.. At first I didn’t really want to listen to whatever he has to
say to me because u know, he is dating someone who I really like. But just to
be polite and since he was really a nice guy, I decided to listen to what he
has to say. So, both of us sat down at a bench and he told me this..</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">“I don’t really know what happened between
you two. But you know, she has been going all over the school looking for you..
She wanted to apologize to you of what she did. I think you should just at
least listen and talk to her.”</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">When I heard what he said, I was touched..
not entirely because she went all around the school looking for me, but she
wanted to apologize to me for something that she didn’t even do wrong. I was
the one was being the one who is talking bad behind her back, I was the one who
suppose to apologize to her and yet, she wants to apologize to me. There is
literally no reason for her to even apologize to me.. </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">At that point, I thanked her bf and head
out looking for her. (sounds very dramatic but this is all true) I skipped my
after recess just to go around the school looking for her. Hoping that she
hasn’t left the school.. Hoping that at least I could give her a like a proper
farewell this time.. Finally, after a running for a couple of blocks she found
me instead of I found her. We both sat down and talked just like old times.. (I
still remember the exact location that we have our conversation)</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I apologized to her for what I’ve done..
And I asked her whether we could still be friends.. she smiled and said ‘yes’.
The conversation we had felt really really short.. after our conversation she
has to go already.. In the end, she gave me a hug and wave good bye and she
walked out from the front gate. I then walked back to my class with a relieve
smile on my face..</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">So, what happened to both of us after this
incident? Read the next part which is most probably the final part of the whole
story. Sorry, for draggin the whole story for too long. XP</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">TO BE CONTINUE...</span></div>
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END OF PART 4</div>
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<a href="http://memoriezbeyond.blogspot.com/2012/10/my-first-after-math-part-5.html">Click HERE to read Part 5</a></div>
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