The Song in My Head

Lyrics jumbled up!

He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth

And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie

He stands there then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breathe for you

I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine

I think he can see through everything but my heart

First thought when I wake up is, "My god, he's beautiful"
So I put on my make up and pray for a miracle

And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie!

TESL DINNER!

SO...It's May now huh? I haven't visited my blog page in a long time, really long. I have a good excuse though to be away for so long. For the past three months, I've been running up and down, out and about to get things done. Things meant our Language Camp and Drama "Macbeth". I vaguely remember what I have done in those torture months. I do remember myself walking to the hall almost every night, carrying scripts and props-feeling hesitant and restless. I was living a circular life at the time, constantly repeating the same routines daily I grew tired. Tired meant sick of everything. Even so, I showed up for every practice-putting myself in everyone's shoes helped. I learned that everyone's tired too. Language Camp was brief too, days went by a little too fast. Basically now we are back to boredom and joblessness it is making me go insane. Anyway, all our hard work and efforts were paid off as our drama was a BIG HIT, in other words-we can sleep well now :)

For our success in putting the drama together, our lecturer gave us a treat! We were brought to food heaven. *dreamy sigh* I ate so much I felt like a big fat balloon! The countless desserts on the table made my eyes pop and the smell of delicacies prepared made my tummy sing even louder. I grew greedy upon this sight-my mind and eyes working as a pair to shortlist the food i shall put onto my plate! I couldn't resist the lamb, man that was good. The meat just melted in my mouth, and the taste was just right. I even wished that I could be fed like that every single day. I'll multiply in size in no time, no doubt! To show our gratitude to Mr John, we surprised him with a teddybear (class idea) and a cake-that came from the Hotel Juta guys.

All in all, it was a great night-there'll be another one like this I'm pretty sure in the near future! :) and We absolutely love our chemistry with the camera!

My Favorite People Part 2

Gorgeous boy: Ralphael

My darling sisters

(taken at Jalan Song, was having lunch cum dinner with Mr Alister)

Two bffs of Mine
(this was taken during Prefects' Night)


JT
(taken during last day of High School)

Roxy lovin' them poles

Annual General Meeting

(I was officially a retired member of RC)

Graduation

I forgot when this photo was taken. I don't think Alister even has a memory of this.

XOXO

You deserve this!

You are prolly wondering about....Mel's mood swings?

You are prolly thinking about....Mel's cold treatment to everyone?

You are prolly talking about....WTH is wrong with Mel?

I'll tell you why;

1. I can't work with two-faced people.
2. I despise hypocrites.
3. I just hate those who go all smiley in front of me and speak dirt behind me.
4. I'm not interested.
5. I'm just not interested anymore.

Get my drift?

P/s: No one apologized, so why on earth should I care? and FYI, I have decided to ditch this walk.

XOXO

GIRLFRIENDS

Dear Girlfriends,

In first grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary hall.

In second grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the Math homework from the night before that you had.
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick [or Glenn] or Susan, and found you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college /university, assured you that you would get into that college/university, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go...
At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.
The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together, you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for university and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you ere leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved.

Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person,and most importantly loves you!

I came across this article on the Net and I had tears in my eyes halfway reading it. It just reminds me of why I am the way I am today. Besides my family and teachers, my friends play the honorary role of shaping the Melanie today. I wouldn't have and couldn't have done it without each and everyone of you. Nisha-I love every moment I spend with you; whether we are merely having a quiet breakfast at your place and staring into the jungle down the hill or walking in Mid Valley and talking nonstop. Roxy Davelyn-I miss the noise and full volume speech from you and I'll never forget PushPOP, you were there whenever wherever. Emma-Thanks for opening my eyes, and mind. I still carry the letter you wrote me early last year before I leave for college. It's in my purse. and remember the purple heart you made me for V Day years ago? It's there too. Joanne-You always have the most brilliant thoughtful plans for me. The Birthday surprises especially. Form 4, I had my whole body, face to feet covered in flour. Form 5, you got Baby to distract me about her male dilemma and you bought different slices of cakes from SR, man that was good. And the candles had hearts on them, in white and gold. Those were the best times of my life. Mojo-I miss you dearly. Nisha's partner in crime, not to forget our Miss Farrel, The petrol station talks-HEH BIG BULLY; but I still love you! Alister-best boyfriend, you are just like another gf of mine. You are the best listener in the entire world and you give the best funniest advices in the whole world. And you keep your promises. Your girl's definitely the luckiest person on earth :) straight from the heart (we must watch Nicholas Sparks movies together, anyway you have GG Season 3?) and those I have not mentioned, thanks for keeping me alive.

Whatever it is, you guys are my favourite people-for eternity. I love you, I miss you and you're always in my prayers. Hope to see you soon!

XOXO

One week in Paradise

And so.... I'M BACK! on Miss Emerlyn's request that is.

I had my mid term break last week, which lasted for only a week. It felt like a day though, it was a bit too short and too fast for my liking. and here I am-lying down on my bed facing my laptop texting alister and joanne. I'm feelin' a little homesick and that, I believe explains why I've got a runny nose and I just don't feel so good. My eyes just feel oddly warm and heavy. But i slept for half and hour before afternoon class and for about three hours after class ended. Man. Signs of depression? Beats me! One thing's that I'm hundred percent sure about is-home is where my heart and mind's at. And no, do not force me to bring it back to where I'm at right now. Gosh I can barely breathe. I'm so not feelin' this place atm.

So let's talk about my holidays.

::SATURDAY::

Well, I reached Kuching at about 8 am. My flight from KK was at 6.45am and I couldn't sleep at all. I was tossing and turning on the bed probably for two hours. I stared at the ceiling and I even said my prayers. I can't really explain, I was either feeling super ecstatic or purely nervous. I can't really tell. It was really an uneasy feeling. Because of this, I thought of what to wear; I know-very typical right and what to do during the holidays. Plus, I was listening to songs which either made me smile or made me wanna sing along. I got up at 3AM to shower. Glad that I didn't have to rush, but yeah, 3AM? MAN! I should be in Wonderland at the time. So I went to the airport and blah, nothing interesting. All the shops were closed, duhh. One thing I don't understand till today, why do we have to take out our laptops and phones from our bags? Nuisance. It gets me really messy and blur and fidgety. Especially me, because I tend to have so many things in hand and can you just imagine the inconvenience? HEH. I didn't get the window seat; another turn-off. But on a second thought, it doesn't really matter. Basically because I was flying home! :D The day was cold when I reached Kuching. It's always like that, but yeah Thank God for Rain! Right after leaving airport, I went to my former high school-beloved SMK St. Teresa. Oh Em Gee, I'm falling asleep. Really. (the next morning) Went there to get school dinner tickets and my sister was in the midst of her Prefects' Camp. Met my English teacher :D, my school counsellor and the school PkHEM. My heart was smiling and I was telling myself, JUST ADMIT IT MEL, YOU MISS HIGH SCHOOL. I remember my morning walks around the school compund. I see faces, familiar and unfamiliar. The whole view got me saying, alright these are the new Teresians? You gotta be kidding me. Don't mind me. So anyway, I got a pretty good table for the dinner too! Cheers to that! Leaving the school compound was a bit of an ego-inflating moment for me. Everyone stared as I walked and yeah, I was totally in the spotlight. HAHA. (I can imagine my sister giving me the smirk and she would be like, WTV mel. :D Oh, I miss her already.) After that, I went for breakfast with my parents and Lisa. I had Laksa, that was really good. I had a list of food to eat for the whole week, trust me-you'd do the same if you had two long months of crappy food. At 1.30pm, I was at St. Joe to watch my sister perform for the High School Idol. My rating for the event, well I'm sorry to say but it's almost zero. It was boring, every performer was only given 3 minutes to do their thang which was too short-and any performers that they didn't like, they would just interrupt and tell them to stop. But really, when the performers actually paid Rm25 to perform, do you have the right to cut their performance short? Thing is, okay okay your reason was there are 60 contestants and you only have 3-4 hours to finish the whole thing. Well, that's your problem. You should've thought about the timing earlier, or you could've made it a two-day event. I came and I was bored to death. And I wasted RM9 for boredom. And hence I made my mind, there's no way I'm going for the final. Full stop. In the evening, I went for sunset mass with family and friends then dinner. Then home sweet home. Zzz...

::SUNDAY::

I stayed home the whole day, is that believable? It totally is now! Well Mel, welcome to the adult world. *giving myself a pat on the back* Wait a minute, I did not stay home the whole day! I remember my parents knocking on the bedroom door, telling my sisters and I to wake up. There is one line which my daddy uses to bring us to life in a split second-and I tell you, it works every single time. He would say, "Daddy's going to Spring, you guys wanna come?" FYI, Spring is the biggest mall in Kuching; it's my second home. HAHA. At that moment, everyone would start yawning and groaning-ahem deep inside we were leaping with joy. Spring basically means SHOPPING! So back to my activities for the day, we actually went back to Kampung. The thing is, I was a little worried when mum said she wants to go back to Kampung, because I made a dinner reservation at a restaurant at seven. The dinner was meant to be a surprise, for Mum and Dad's birthdays. Both their birthdays were in February, and I was not home in February. I planned it way before Valentine's Day so I want my plan to run smoothly. My sisters were to take care of the cake part, and I make reservations. Thank God we were at Kampung for about three hours only, and together with my grandparents, we went back to Kuching. Since I was driving my grandpa's car, I stopped at the bakery and collected the cake. We hid the cake in the car the whole time, until we reach the restaurant. Of course I reminded my parents to get all dressed up for the night. The dinner went well, funny at some parts. And after a while, I realised it was the same restaurant where my parents had their wedding reception years ago. They are married for 19 years now. The best part is, the one attending to us was my daddy's old friend. So we were given an extra dish, which was mango fish or something like that and desserts FOR FREE! In the end, my grandpa paid for the dinner, when I'm the one who's supposed to be paying. Well, I owe you one grandpa.

Conclusion: I love my daddy and mummy very much. <

::MONDAY::

I pretty much stayed home the whole day. It actually makes me happy. I watched tv, after months without tv. Oh good days. In the evening, I was out with Lisa and Mum. We went out searching for material to be tailored. I found this really pretty fabric in peach, and yeah, i bought it. :) After that, we headed home and mum made dinner. Home food's the BEST!

::TUESDAY::

Today, both parents took leave to accompany me to the i forgot what it's called office to make my new ic. Anything, everything for Mel huh, I'm definitely one spoiled child. I don't always take the time to say thank you, so Thanks mum and dad for everything. *in tears* Later on, Dad brought us to the Spring although I told him that I'm going there with Emma in the evening. Well, he just said, I feel like it, so it's up to me. I ended up buying a Roxy bag, when in the beginning I was torn between this gorgeous Charles and Keith nag and the Roxy one. Mum prefers the Roxy one, cause it's big and she was the one who's gonna pay for it-so I bought that one. I secretly made a pact to get the Charles and Keith one, hee hee. SOON MEL SOON. At the Roxy store, there were so many bags I just couldn't make up my mind instantly. I started carrying different bags and looked into the mirror, walking back and forth-with all the store assistants looking-oh how embarassing! Asked Dad, my sisters and Mum which one's the nicest. Well I chose the one which majority likes, and that's the bag I've been carrying everywhere I go. (I still want the Charles and Keith! *crossing fingers that I may get it*) Later in the evening, I went out with Emma, Ceilia and Joanne. We went to Boulevard first, I was looking for masks needed for school stuff. Then we went to err, gosh i forgot. My memory's failing me. Sorry. Oh right, we went to Spring because Ceilia was supposed to meet up with her friends. Emma, Joanne and I had dinner and then, joined Ceilia and her friends for a little while. We walked around after that, and I bought some make up stuff at Stage. I spent over Rm100 for just two items! But, there's a BUT, I got a free makeover coupon-which I gave to my mum. Nevermind about that.

::WEDNESDAY::

I stayed home during the day and I went out in the evening with Mum and my sisters. We went to the tailor and bla-bla-bla, let's skip the boring part. Around 9pm, my mum sent Ceilia and I to Emma's place so i could discuss about some bicara berirama thing I had to put together after the holidays. (Seriously what's with all the screamings out there? Annoying!) Around 11, my parents came to bring us home. :)

::THURSDAY::

I was out and about-destination, Spring. You could've guessed that. (ah my tummy hurts!) I hanged out with my classmates, Mister Razky and Mister Geo. It took us about half an hour or prolly an hour to find Razky's place. It felt so long because we didn't know it is. HAHA. Nice place though, it's the whole village atmosphere. It makes me think of my own Kampung. Heh. So we watched Alice In Wonderland, in 3D. Nothing so amazing though, I think I wasted Rm20 on that movie. Johnny Depp who portrayed the role as the Mad Hatter was undeniably, oddly smoking hot by the way. I love him! "I've been thinking about words that start with the letter M..M...M...MORON...!" ROFL. After the movie, we went our separate ways, Geo sent Razky back home and I, on the other hand, had tea cum dinner with my family and friends. One of the waiters there totally reminds me of my uncle. Oh, that's random.

::FRIDAY::

Today, I was out as early as eight to send my sister to drum class. I met up with Roxy at IMH , well I needed her help to fill car petrol. Yeah, that's one fact-I'm clueless when it comes to the filling tank part. I only drive, full stop. Soon after that, I drove home to fetch Lisa and we headed to St. Joseph's Cathedral for my teacher's funeral. She was my Science teacher back in primary school and she's my favourite teacher of all time! She was strict, but funny and kind and nice and all that. :( And most imporatntly, she had faith in me, as well as my friends. I sucked in her subject, real bad. With full dedication and patience, she taught me all I need to know and all efforts were paid off. I got excellent results for UPSR along with my nineteen friends. I have not seen her since she retired when I was in Form 3/Form 4. I wish I had the chance to see her one last time. She's definitely in a better place now, watching over her family friends and students from above. We love you Cikgu Johanna. :) I will never forget, ever. At about 4pm, my friends and I went to the beach. Sea water, sand and sunset- a feel good remedy that works wonders. I felt so much better, I could still see the sunset although it was raining when we got there. We got to see a rainbow too. (Okay I may sound so sakai to you, but it was really beautiful.) We went for dinner as late as 9pm and later on, headed home. (Girls, I'll miss the almost fun part okay. It makes me frustrated whenever I think about it. 11.oopm-11.30pm! ) It was raining heavily at the time, so once got home, I told my daddy to drive both Emma and Joanne home. He was already sleepy but he just couldn't say no. Thanks dad, and sorry. It was very late, almost midnight that is.

::SATURDAY::

I was out with mum and sisters and went home after lunch. After sunset mass, we went for dinner at Hijau and I ate so much-I ordered two different dishes. Dad, was out since morning-he participated in some badminton tournament and he only got home at night. I did nothin much, considering it's my last day home. I ended up sleeping around 2am, Ceilia and I watched two movies straight. A Walk to Remember and Spy Next Door. The kids in Spy Next Door are oh so adorable! I love. :)))

::SUNDAY::

I didn't want to wake up, basically because I didn't want to leave home. I had to wake up extra early as I have not packed my things. Reason? Duh, I didn't want to leave. But yeah, I had to. I was ready by ten and ate breakfast that mum prepared. I only left house around eleven and 12.25pm, i left beloved Kuching. :(

P/s: I'll tell you a secret, I can't wait for the next hols and fly home! If i have all the money in the world, I'd fly home every weekend.

XOXO

Why the narrow-mindedness

Who would actually be pissed about laundry, yeah JUST LAUNDRY and POST IT ON THE WEB TO LET THE WORLD SEE? How shallow. No offence, but it makes you LAME, lamer than ever. I would totally tell myself, MEL, there's no point arguing back because it makes me stand at the your level. But really, I do have to say it cause it seems like you've got issues man. You just downgraded your own ranking on my impression list, from zero to ummm, minus zero? Happy? Haha. Childish much and oh yeah, IT WAS ALL YOUR DOING. A pretty face means nothing. When you ain't got the attitude to go with it.

When you have something to say, use your mouth-politely ask. HELLO. oh right, i forgot that you don't talk. even worse, you don't smile. DANG! how can i forget. Now i get why you have to post it on a public website.