Showing posts from July, 2007

Oh, this is how I got my back-ache?

He introduced himself as *John. The first thing i noticed about him was his straight white bite. I knew instantly he isn't what i hope he is. He had a pink purplish shirt and well-groomed spiky hair. His nerdy look reminded me of Daniel Radcllife in no-where else but you-know where. By looking at his flawless skin, i'm guessing it was just yesterday he had a shave. He was slightly taller than me, but shorter than him, and just when i thought i couldn't be anymore right he muttered it to us;

"I'm a dancer. A Ballroom dancer."

With his charming humility i wonder where did the energy and spirit of a dancer in him came from. when asked which dance was the hardest, he gave the usual-awwww answer which no girl can resist,

"I'm not sure. If you really love dancing, like I do, it should be okay, and I can always teach you."
*and flashes that smile again*
I'm no-where near his league. He's very cute, and very homo-sexual. *sigh*

It's been physicall…


i have learned something this week. guilty is a real shitty feeling. really shitty. not that i'm not aware of this fact before, but until this week, i have experienced this feeling deeply and i freaking hate it. it eats you inside and it makes you feel like you're the meanest person in the world. but bring it on i say! i mean, i'll try my best to avoid this feeling again.


it's not that i have ripped a person's heart with my bare hands and let the person die from pain (hiperbola?), it's just that i finally did the things that i should have done. it's as simple as that. you know the right thing(s) to do kinda thing? whoever said doing the right thing should be regularly be practiced.....

is a Student's Councilor. or learning Psychology :( coz it's damn hard sometimes.

i thank you Kerry Darling for bringing me out last night with my girlfriends. for sending me home although the jam in Federal was like hell. Thank You so much Kerry! :) and hope you do ha…

Positive Power People!

depressed. i. was. depressed.

school began last monday. waking up at 5.50am and walking alone to the bus station under few dim lights is not healthy. so i decided to wake up at 6.10! :P

but i have no choice. i really dont. i reached college waaaaaayyyy (sarcasticly of-cohs) earlier than some of my classmates who drove to college and staying nearby. heh. it has clarified how this world can be so unfair. ...oh well, i reached late today. jammed like so teruk okay. just when i thought i wont ever reach late to college, this happen. i remember this thing called jam. *(-_-")*

Me: hey....
R: jacqueline right?
Me: yeaaaaa. *thinking while smiling* oh no, what's her name?! ... i know it sounds like my second name but what?? *still...smiling*
*3 seems-like-forever-minutes later*

R:...*still smiling..while making the okayyyh-this-is-awkard face*
Me: how's everything?
R: Great! what are you taking again?
Me: Mass Comm!
R: ...Ohhhh. *nodding fast*

it's that Ohhh again. the "Ohhh-…

His anniversary

my head was heavy. i was very close to surrender my whole body to the couch. until, i saw the date. today's date. it was the only date that will always bring back the painful vague memories.

11th of July. the date that changed my life. me. and everything around me. especially my family.

exactly nine years ago, my brother and I were crushed into millions of pieces, like a piece of glass thrown into the floor carelessly. it was the day we found out the man who made it all happen for us... gone. just like that. taken by the angels, leaving us hating the unbelievable burden on the shoulder he left upon us.

my beautiful dad passed away this day, 1998. the day that i cant think of a single reason why God wanted him to leave us. we were very young and my sister barely even knew him. my mother was busting her-self in UM chasing for her Masters for a better tomorrow. life is supposedly to be joyous and un-complicated at that time! questions. endless questions that bothered me everyday of my l…

a creature a day!

if an apple a day keeps the doctor away,

then, touch a creature a day, is for betterment i say!
alright, screw my horrible poetic tryout and do not translate it in a one-night-stand whore-ish way, because what i'm trying to say is, i will try my very very best to try to touch no-not only a person's life but a creature's life! a day. yes, i'm not joking. a creature a day.

this may sound weird but i'm nore than just a scary face. just like Earl, in My Name Is Earl, to have a better life I must alwayssss be a better person first.

to begin this cents-less humble engagement, i will begin my day with a smile! it may be abit difficult because i'm a simple-keep to myself chica, but i will try my very best. and it doesnt mean i have to smile to every lads i see, but even small kids is a start? (although i've been doing this my whole life......)
and i have partially-dedicated myself to loving and helping the animals. i used to not to be this loving the Mother Nature &qu…

weird black-out

that was the strangest black-out i have ever experienced.

I was playing NFS just now when the lights in the living room started to flicker. i didnt seem to bother the flickering lights at first but within seconds everything including the neighbourhoods went off........

...except, the ps2.

okay that didnt came out right.....

except the ps2??!???

that's more like it! weird black-out story aside. left four more days till i'm off to KL. four more days! the thought of getting all stressed out again freaks me out. sometimes, i really really hate the busy life of college. i have this love-hate relationship with college. heh. ps. some of my college students are glamorizing smoking. which is very bad for me and my other second-hand smoker friends. i really dont mind them smoking. it's definitely their prerogative. but starting smoking because of college? that's just plain sad.

i couldnt make it to Pulau Manukan this holiday because most of my friends are scattered around so far away…