What happened.

 

I’m drained. Totally drained. And once again, I do not understand what is going through my mind. I’m so troubled now. I feel like an empty shell that has nothing out there to live for. Guilt, betrayal, hurt and shame is also overwhelming me over and over again. Things that I did, things that I had not done… I really can’t stand it. Maybe it’s just the healing process and change that triggered this.. “emptiness”. I have my doubts though.

I need an escape-

By the way…

Give me:

- Apple Blossoms for promise, 
- Anemone for fragileness, 
- Delphinium for boldness, 
- A few Daisies for innocence, 
- A few pink roses for friendship, 
- A violet Tulip for faithfulness, 
- A white Tulip for forgiveness, 
- A Lilac for first love

And please, throw in a Canon EOS 450D. I’ll love you.

Heh, I seemed to be bloggin alot huh. This is my 3rd post for today. Hahaha… It’s not that I don’t have anything else to do. I just wanne tell people what is happening to me from here since I don’t have much people to speak to. :)  

I’ve gotten myself a job!!! :)

OH YEAH!!!! I’ve gotten myself a job. That’s good, isn’t it? I’m so happy. Just this morning I was wishing and hoping and now, I’ve got myself a place in CWP’s Popular. Yup. That is definitely good, though I’m so not letting mum and dad know. YET.

Why I need this job:
- Money
      No money how to get my DSLR or save up for travelling to overseas?
- Learn to commit
      I feel that a job will help me with commitment issues. I need this.
- Use time properly
      Well, now that I have something to do, I won’t just lay about, will I? I will still find time for fan fiction though (How not to?).

What will I have to do:
- Time
      Monday to Thursday: After school
      Saturday and Sunday: 10am to 10pm (I know, very tiring, but I need the money. Thank god piano’s on Friday nights now)
- Attire
      Plain shoes
      Dark polo tee
      Jeans

How much I’m paid:
I think I’ll get about 5 per hour? Hehheh… I’m not entirely clear about this, but at least I have a job.

Yeay yeay!!! I’ve got a god-damn job!!! BUAHAHAHAHA!!!
I just hope that my work pays off and I’ll get my DSLR!!! ^v^!!! 

Homophobia makes me cry.

“I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don’t believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.”

 

I found this on a webpage of slash author, XMizzfreestyleX. When I read this, I felt like crying. So many people are being killed and discriminated because of the homophobes out there. It’s really unfair.

Dear friend, listen to that voice within.

 

Recently, many things have been happening and even though I try my best to help, it seems like all I could do is stand by, helpless, while a beloved friend goes through her emotional turmoil. I know, when I talk to her, that some things are still too raw for her to talk about. However, I want her to know that I’ll still be here with my “wise” words, my moral support, and my love. There are so many things I want her to know, but I can’t tell her yet. A song I wish she will listen to, because it is helping me with my own emotional turmoil, but I don’t know how to persuade her to listen to the song or see how the lyrics can give her strength. She knows who she is. I hope she will at least be patronizing and read my words. I’m not trying to be a busybody. I’m just a friend who cares.

Am I a failure as a friend? You tell me.

 


Young girl don’t cry
I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl it’s alright
Your tears will dry, you’ll soon be free to fly

We have all grown so much since that first time we’ve met, haven’t we? And all this while, I’ve never seen you drop a tear, nor have I seen your strength falter. But babe, give yourself a selfish moment. You are deserving of it. Don’t be afraid if you start to cry, because I’ll be here til your tears dry.

When you’re safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing’s harder than it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means

We are all dreamers with big dreams. Somehow, I know that your dreams will be the greatest and most inspiring. Time and again, I want to thank you for letting me share your dreams. Sometimes, things are never as difficult as it seems. If no one explains to you what you are going through, I’ll be here to hold you through because I want to grow with you. That’s what friendship is, isn’t it? Growing and learning together? Thus, I now give you my promise that I will always be there to cry with you when you want me to, and laugh with you when you feel that I’m the fruitcake you want to share your joy with.

When there’s no one else, look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend just trust the voice within
Then you’ll find the strength that will guide your way
You’ll learn to begin to trust the voice within

However, I know that my comfort will never be enough. Even though I’ll give you all the comfort one can give to the other, I trust myself to know (better than anyone else) that, sometimes, we give ourselves to most comfort and the most rest. When you no longer find people around you to be giving enough, listen to the voice in you. Why? Cuz you know what’s best for you and what’s not. I can be here to hold you up, but only you can provide yourself what you need the most.

Young girl don’t hide
You’ll never change if you just run away
Young girl just hold tight
Soon you’re gonna see your brighter day

Well, you’re a late bloomer aren’t you? *smiles* Don’t worry about all those puberty thingy. I got out of it with a few scratches here and there, no harm done, so I believe that you, being the stronger of us two, will be able to live through it just fine. You are strong. (I’ve always allowed myself to be coddled. You haven’t, so give yourself a chance to be coddled by someone? *grins*)

Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed
It’s so hard to stand your ground when you’re so afraid
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
When you look outside look inside to your soul

Hold my hand if you want to. Remember, when you find yourself turning to apathy as a way to run away, I’ll always be here to help you hold on to your emotions again (Maybe that’s the benefit of having an over-emotional friend?). I promise, I won’t throw your soul to the demons and leave you to die. Ok? I’ll be the Sirius to James (the child-like You), the Lily to Severus (the too-serious You), the Hermione to Harry (the Fruitcake You). (I know, those are lousy references. Like I said, I’m still stuck in fiction.)

Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you’re learning
You’ll find all you’ll ever need to know
(be strong)
You’ll break it
(hold on)
You’ll make it
Just don’t forsake it because
No one can tell you what you can’t do
No one can stop you, you know that I’m talking to you


You, the greater dreamer, the most ambitious one I know. Trust in yourself to make your life interesting. Don’t allow reality to crush your dreams and make you forsake your dreams, turning you into a rigid adult. No one can stop you from having dreams, so don’t let them stop you from doing what you want either.

Young girl don’t cry I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall 

In the end, I’ll still be here, if you want me. :)

 

__

Stronger and stronger we shall be. :D

The Indago Trilogy

Hi guys!!! Finally, after 3 long days, I’ve finished reading a trilogy called the Indago series. It’s amazing. Using the Magical world of Harry Potter as a base, author LdDurham managed to bring the story to yet another fantastic level.

The first story of the trilogy, named Indago, talks about Harry, Draco and Severus being a magical being. Draco will then force Harry to accept him as mate, and the Supero. And this is all magnified by the fact that Harry was the submissive and Draco could do anything, and I mean anything, to Harry. Don’t forget, they hate each other. You will also see how Severus rejects his identity as the magical being, even though he has helped Harry not just for once. In this first story, we shall learn of how Severus and Draco, being as cruelly hateful as they are, soon become extremely protective of Harry, their submissive. Yes, Draco will learn to love Harry, we all know that. It’s the journey of their lives together that makes reading such stories more enjoyable, right? *Grins*

In the sequel, named Indago: Reborn, another one of their kind has showed up, wanting to claim Harry also. This story, in my opinion, is most heartbreaking. It doesn’t only show the tests that Draco and Harry will face. This story will show a Harry that is pushed to his limits, and no, it will not be because of Draco or Severus. In fact, in this sequel, their protectiveness will just be reinforced.

Last but not least, we have the finale, Indago: 3. This final chapter will show how Harry, Draco and Severus survived together. It will also show the birth and growth Harry and Draco’s children. This last chapter is a less rocky story to read, and my heart breaks less because the attacks from morons are aimed at Harry’s daughter instead of Harry himself. Severus will still be rather important, not to fret.

Warning: The trilogy above is not for the weak hearted. All three stories, especially the first, are extremely violent. The sex scenes are detailed, and I promise you, there are rape scenes. Blood is very involved, and character death is only for those unimportant idiots. You will feel extreme disgust at Draco, especially in the first story. Please, read the stories, at the expense of your sanity.

Well… I’d say, I really love this trilogy. It is good. Really good. I love the flow, even though I really hated Draco for awhile. Only when he fell for Harry did I put aside my negativity. I hope you guys will give this story a chance and not drop out reading halfway. It will be tedious and emotionally draining, but hold on to it. It will be a ride you’ll never forget.

Geral, if you see this, I hope you read the stories too. It’s really good, really strong. You will enjoy it. I wanted to share it with you, I swear. You just weren’t online.

abuse.

Do you know that all over the word, countless numbers of children are actually being abused by someone around them? Many times, it all comes down to those that they trust the most (Parents or relatives, for example). Sometimes, these children are not even aware of what is happening to them. All they know is that they’re being treated badly. Sometimes, they even end up feeling that this is the way things should be, and they don’t find a reason or a need for themselves to be saved from such painful circumstances.

Do you know?

I am greatly affected by this because I feel that no child should have to go through life constantly afflicted with pain. They are the most innocent form of a human, yet most easily tainted. I fear for these children. I do. I just do not know what to do about it.

Tests

Well, I’m bored. So I went to take a test I found on rainin9’s blog.

Results:

True? Hah, I’m not too sure either.

End World Hunger!!


Everyday, we are throwing food away just because we are unable to finish it. That is where we have to keep in mind that not everyone is as fortunate as we are. All over the corners of the earth, there are people who eat barely anything at all everyday, relying twigs and grass to survive. These people have no choice but to live on the things that are possibly harmful to a human body.

UN (United Nations) have started a program that helps in the ending of world hunger. The UNWFP is the world’s largest food assistance agency, working with over 3,000 other organizations in over 75 countries. In addition to providing food, WFP helps hungry people to become self-reliant so that they escape hunger for good. Wherever possible, WFP buys food locally to support local farmers and the local community.

The UN World Food Program works around the globe and FreeRice donations are made with no restrictions. This freedom of use allows WFP to apply the donations to countries that need it most, often those that don’t make the headlines in the news, yet where chronic hunger continues unchecked. Often WFP is able to purchase the rice in the very countries where the beneficiaries are located, cutting down on the transport time to reach the hungry and helping to stimulate local economies at the same time. Bangladesh, Cambodia, Uganda, Nepal and Myanmar are just 5 of the countries that the UNWFP are reaching out to.

The program, named FreeRice donations (As shown above), is basically a simple word game that tests one’s vocabulary. For every answer that is given correctly, you would donate 20 grains of rice to the people who are suffering starvation.

It is very easy, literally brainless, AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO PAY A CENT. So, just click on this LINK and go play, alright? Have a heart, help these people who don’t have a thing to eat. J

invisible barrier.

Hmm… I’m at the national library now. Feeling rather bored, actually. I mean, I don’t have to study, since what I learn in school doesn’t call for much researching and stuff. As long as I do well in my UT and keep up on my daily performance, I think I would be quite safe…

Anyway, I’m feel quite temperamental now. One moment I could be all high and happy, and the next I would be moody and frowny… Sigh. I feel that life is too complicated to be understood and the only thing that is more complcated that life is love(or relationships, for that matter). For me, I feel that there is an invisible barrier between me and the things around me. No matter what great friend is could be someone, I’ll never be the one that they would choose to turn to. Sometimes, I keep things to myself because I feel that if someone can’t trust you with their secrets, then neither should you do that too. Maybe thats why an invisible barrier exist.

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