If you're the type of person who likes to shop for clothes. And just in case you happen to have shopping vouchers to shop in Parkson.
Don't spend it on clothes sold in Parkson, Subang Jaya.
The clothes sold there are so old fashion and old class...
Even,
the ladies section selling Bra & Panties can even make a man turn off.
No wonder no man there la.
Okay, it's about time I wrote something serious already. No sarcasms and jokes. This post will be a little emo.
This is true story which was told by friend of mine. It is about a girl who is given a chance to live in this world and she is trying to find a reason for her to live in this world. Here is her story.
It was one cooling Wednesday night. I was sitting in bed, reading one of my favourite books.
Mother walks in and gets into bed.
Mother and I had been sharing the same bed for 10 years, since Father left us. Leaving Mother and my 2 MeiMei(sister) alone to fend for themselves. I was the big JieJie(big sister), I took my responsibilities very well and do all the chores that are given to me. I make Mother laugh most of them time and try not to make her angry. I was the closest to Mother. I sacrifice my time and the things to give in to Mother to make her life better.
Life has not been easy for Mother since after Father left. She has to work late and come back home to cook dinner for us. To add more to that, Mother has to stand my sister flaws and wants. Sending and fetching my MeiMei's to and fro from tuition's and schools. One of the worst thing was my MeiMei was very stubborn and naive. She thinks she deserve a better and comforting life then what she has now. Mother was really upset.
Mother begin talking to me.
"Ah Mei arh, am I a bad mother?"
I look at her and reply her withouth giving away my emotions.
"No. You're an okay mom. Why?"
Mother sighs. "Sometimes, I feel like a bad mother."
I paused and think.
"Did MeiMei say you're lousy and stupid? Haiyah...don't care about her la. She got problems one la. You're a great mother. Don't care about her. She'll someday know when she gets old."
Mother laugh which shows that she was feeling better after what I said.
I close my book and look at my mirror, whilst combing my hair.
I touch my face. A birth mark scar on my sunken cheeks, which will never go away. It has been the problem to face the society these days. People would stare at the scar on my face and it has been like that for a long time. I was a bit depressed by it when a guy insulted me because of my scar.
"Mother, why do I have to be the eldest,"I asked.
This time, Mother look at me.
Mother hesitated and started slowly.
"Actually...you're not the first..."
My heart literally stop beating at that moment. Things were already racing through my mind. So many of them.
How could it be? This is not happening. My mind spoke.
So, Mother actually has a daughter/son somewhere out there? Where?
What happen to her/him? Could she have put her/him into an orphanage home or something?
How can this be happening?! Why is it like those TV Dramas and movies?!
I choose to not to believe.
I was speechless for a moment. I couldn't find anything to say. My voice forbid me to speak. I was literally stoning there.
When I found back my voice, I tried to act it cool and pretend to be surprise.
"HAR?! Then who is the first wor...."
Mother was now talking softly. But I could hear what she was saying.
"Before we got married, I was 2 weeks pregnant. I told your father, but he didn't want any babies. Your father accompany me to a private clinic for abortion."
She continued,"that was after the abortion. Your father married me and you came after that."
As a civilized citizen, we all knew that sex before marriage is bad and dangerous. But, adding to my pain feelings, abortion was even worse. I was dumbfounded. I couldn't believe what I was hearing was actually coming from Mother. My heart wanted to choose not to believe, but I somehow my heart have to accept it.
I felt myself feeling deeply sadden by this.
I couldn't sleep that night. There were too many things on my mind. I was literally crying myself to sleep. I didn't want to believe it. I was living in my thoughts of fear.
My thoughts read me.
What if I was that fetus who got aborted? What if that was me?
What if I was never born into this world?
Why does that fetus, who has a slight chance to live in this world, have to die instead of me taking it's place?
Why not me but the fetus?
Why am I born into this world?
So many "whys" but nobody can answer it.
Why la? Why me?
Life is already a suffering thing. We have to go through so much suffering. Anger, sadness, friendship, love, money, growing up, and eventually dying. It is already so suffering, but why can't they just give my place to someone else.
I was literally in tears when I thought through the things I've been through in life.
What will my besties will be like if they hadn't met me? Will they still laugh and cry even when I'm not there? Will the both of them even be together when I'm not there?
What happens if I hadn't been the President of The Volleyballs Club? Will they be the Champions like they are today?
What happens when I wasn't around to help that old lady who fell onto the road when an upcoming car was ahead? Will she die in a car accident?
What happens if I hadn't told the teacher that the Bio Lab was on fire? Will the students die in the burning fire building?
I was born to serve the people. To help them. To serve God and carry out His task given to me.
I was born to reach out for them. I was fated to be born.
I was born so that I would make my first move to unite both of my besties.
I was born so that I could lead the losing club team to be who they are today.
I was born so to prevent the car from hitting the old lady and preventing an car accident.
I was born to alert the teachers of the fire so that students won't have to be injured or die.
I cried. Everything made sense in the end.
Thank God and the heavens for giving me the chance to be born into this world.
This is true story which was told by friend of mine. It is about a girl who is given a chance to live in this world and she is trying to find a reason for her to live in this world. Here is her story.
~ ~ ~
It was one cooling Wednesday night. I was sitting in bed, reading one of my favourite books.
Mother walks in and gets into bed.
Mother and I had been sharing the same bed for 10 years, since Father left us. Leaving Mother and my 2 MeiMei(sister) alone to fend for themselves. I was the big JieJie(big sister), I took my responsibilities very well and do all the chores that are given to me. I make Mother laugh most of them time and try not to make her angry. I was the closest to Mother. I sacrifice my time and the things to give in to Mother to make her life better.
Life has not been easy for Mother since after Father left. She has to work late and come back home to cook dinner for us. To add more to that, Mother has to stand my sister flaws and wants. Sending and fetching my MeiMei's to and fro from tuition's and schools. One of the worst thing was my MeiMei was very stubborn and naive. She thinks she deserve a better and comforting life then what she has now. Mother was really upset.
Mother begin talking to me.
"Ah Mei arh, am I a bad mother?"
I look at her and reply her withouth giving away my emotions.
"No. You're an okay mom. Why?"
Mother sighs. "Sometimes, I feel like a bad mother."
I paused and think.
"Did MeiMei say you're lousy and stupid? Haiyah...don't care about her la. She got problems one la. You're a great mother. Don't care about her. She'll someday know when she gets old."
Mother laugh which shows that she was feeling better after what I said.
I close my book and look at my mirror, whilst combing my hair.
I touch my face. A birth mark scar on my sunken cheeks, which will never go away. It has been the problem to face the society these days. People would stare at the scar on my face and it has been like that for a long time. I was a bit depressed by it when a guy insulted me because of my scar.
"Mother, why do I have to be the eldest,"I asked.
This time, Mother look at me.
Mother hesitated and started slowly.
"Actually...you're not the first..."
My heart literally stop beating at that moment. Things were already racing through my mind. So many of them.
How could it be? This is not happening. My mind spoke.
So, Mother actually has a daughter/son somewhere out there? Where?
What happen to her/him? Could she have put her/him into an orphanage home or something?
How can this be happening?! Why is it like those TV Dramas and movies?!
I choose to not to believe.
I was speechless for a moment. I couldn't find anything to say. My voice forbid me to speak. I was literally stoning there.
When I found back my voice, I tried to act it cool and pretend to be surprise.
"HAR?! Then who is the first wor...."
Mother was now talking softly. But I could hear what she was saying.
"Before we got married, I was 2 weeks pregnant. I told your father, but he didn't want any babies. Your father accompany me to a private clinic for abortion."
She continued,"that was after the abortion. Your father married me and you came after that."
As a civilized citizen, we all knew that sex before marriage is bad and dangerous. But, adding to my pain feelings, abortion was even worse. I was dumbfounded. I couldn't believe what I was hearing was actually coming from Mother. My heart wanted to choose not to believe, but I somehow my heart have to accept it.
I felt myself feeling deeply sadden by this.
I couldn't sleep that night. There were too many things on my mind. I was literally crying myself to sleep. I didn't want to believe it. I was living in my thoughts of fear.
My thoughts read me.
What if I was that fetus who got aborted? What if that was me?
What if I was never born into this world?
Why does that fetus, who has a slight chance to live in this world, have to die instead of me taking it's place?
Why not me but the fetus?
Why am I born into this world?
So many "whys" but nobody can answer it.
Why la? Why me?
Life is already a suffering thing. We have to go through so much suffering. Anger, sadness, friendship, love, money, growing up, and eventually dying. It is already so suffering, but why can't they just give my place to someone else.
I was literally in tears when I thought through the things I've been through in life.
What will my besties will be like if they hadn't met me? Will they still laugh and cry even when I'm not there? Will the both of them even be together when I'm not there?
What happens if I hadn't been the President of The Volleyballs Club? Will they be the Champions like they are today?
What happens when I wasn't around to help that old lady who fell onto the road when an upcoming car was ahead? Will she die in a car accident?
What happens if I hadn't told the teacher that the Bio Lab was on fire? Will the students die in the burning fire building?
I was born to serve the people. To help them. To serve God and carry out His task given to me.
I was born to reach out for them. I was fated to be born.
I was born so that I would make my first move to unite both of my besties.
I was born so that I could lead the losing club team to be who they are today.
I was born so to prevent the car from hitting the old lady and preventing an car accident.
I was born to alert the teachers of the fire so that students won't have to be injured or die.
I cried. Everything made sense in the end.
Thank God and the heavens for giving me the chance to be born into this world.
~ ~ ~
Things happen for a reason. And these things were fated to happen. Being born into this world was fated to happen for a reason. For a purpose.
We were born to change the world. To make it a better place. To help other people. To reach out to them.
Different people has their own different purpose to be in this world. Some bad. Some good.
But the only person who knows why are we being born, is God. It is already written in our "Book Of Our Lives". We won't know our purpose, but God has already planned everything for us. From the day we were born, till the day that we die.
I believe in fate. I believe things happen for a reason.
And the reason why I'm here, is to tell my readers, to be thankful to be alive. A message from God.
I'm jealous of a friend who took a very nice picture of herself. Not, practically saying I'm jealous, just envying.
But, no. Chuah Siew Lin never envys anyone, I think.
So,
Heng Yean Lynn!! You may be the Queen of Beauty.
But,
I, Chuah Siew Lin, am the Queen Of Sarcasms!!!
Now, beat that! :P
Oh yes. I'm ever so bored, so I tried random pick-up lines on randomly selected men. Woohoo!
Pick-up lines are mostly practiced by some 'men' who is likely to be cheesy and wants to flatter a girl. But, to me, pick-up lines are so bloody funny, that I decided to try an experiment by using pick-up lines on men. To see their reaction.
Here's one pick-up line which is quite familiar to some of you.
You must be tired. 'Coz you've been running in my mind all day long.
And these are the reactions that I get :
Pick-up lines are mostly practiced by some 'men' who is likely to be cheesy and wants to flatter a girl. But, to me, pick-up lines are so bloody funny, that I decided to try an experiment by using pick-up lines on men. To see their reaction.
Here's one pick-up line which is quite familiar to some of you.
You must be tired. 'Coz you've been running in my mind all day long.
And these are the reactions that I get :
Eddie Chew's Reaction
Joey Tan's Reaction
(this guy is really too sweet)
Eugene Yeo's Reaction
Sheng Ying's Reaction
(this one memang blur dao...or either she's emotionless due to massive EMO)
Jeffrey's Reaction
Andric Chung's Reaction
(bad timing to use pick-up lines on this in-a-relationship guy :/)
Justin's Reaction
(this guy can really make me speechless at times)
And last but not least,
Zheng, Zheng, Zheng~
Daniel Mok's Reaction
What will his reaction be?
*SIGH*
._.
Bored with the pick up lines I've used.
Shall search for more! Woohoo!! Chiao!
I look at the time on my hand phone. It was 2.56pm. The message earlier was so devastating.
No. I'm sure I could find someone. I said to myself.
Yeah. I'm sure Harry could come. He's always free when I need a favour from him.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Yes. He will pick up the phone. He always does.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I held on to the Eclipse tickets. 2 Eclipse tickets. Show time 4pm. Seat N6,N7.
I was sent through the voicemail box.
No. Why aren't you picking up!
I dialled again. But the same thing happens.
There is still hope. I run through my contact list.
Eric. His girlfriend would kill me.
Philip. Definately working.
Sara. She's definitely in college.
Yean Lynn. Definitely in college.
Arghh! No!!! Why is this happening!
I felt the cool air breeze against my face. It was 3.10pm when I arrived at the shopping mall.
I felt something heavy in my heart. Lost, was written all over in my face. I didn't know what to do.
No, SiewLin. You must think! Yes. Think. Think. Think.
I paced for and back, thinking.
After a few quick thinking, I brought myself a few lame-but-could-work suggestions.
Either,
1) I could watch the movie myself
2) Watch the movie with a stranger
3) Throw the ticket away
4) Drop the ticket on the floor and hopes the lucky person who picks it up will get to watch
5) Sell it
I stared blankly into space, imagining the list of suggestions happening.
I imagine a stranger molesting me in the cinema. Number 2 is definitely out.
I imagine my hard earn money being given/thrown away to a freeloader. No way. Number 3 and 4 is out.
I was lost. I was scared.
I look through my contacts again, a cold sweat broke out. My hands were cold.
"Marcus! Are you free now? You wanna watch a movie with me?!"
I was desperate. I was lost.
"No, sorry. I'm still working."
"Alvin! Where are you?! Are you free now?! You wanna watch a movie with me?!"
Each time, I could feel my hope was fading away.
"Aww...sorry. I'm still in college."
It was 3.20pm. No, no, NO!!! I could hear my heart beating fast.
There is no options left. I WANT MY MONEY BACK. I NEED TO SELL THE TICKETS.
I walk past stores and shop lots. Even despite the friction injury on my ankle, I still forced myself to walk fast.
I stood in the middle of the cinema ring. There were people already queuing up.
I wasn't sure whether I want to do this. I look determine and undetermined at the same time.
I was scared. A bit lost. I wasn't sure whether I want to do this.
I look like a moron walking around selling tickets.
But, no. I thought about the MONEY. Yes, the MONEYYYYYYYY...$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$....The RM24.
They say that, money is the root of all evil. Now, that is, the thought of money is controlling my mind.
Yes! I don't care! I want my money and I want it back! The demon side of me spoke.
No, SiewLin! You will look like a fool doing that in public! The angel side of me said.
You worked in a restaurant before right?! You should be experience in talking to strangers! Tempt them! Cheat them! Make them buy it! The demon said.
No, SiewLin. Remember last time a customer yelled at you?! Don't do it!!! The angel screamed in my brain.
(Wait, actually, I don't even know which is good and which is bad.)
I saw 2 malay girls queuing up. The next thing I know, I was walking towards them.
"Excuse me ladies. Are you interesting in buying Eclipse tickets for 2,"I kindly said, giving them the oh-so-fake-sweet smile.
The 2 girls stare at each other and look at me.
I continued,"It starts at 4pm and it's RM12 per ticket."
The girls seemed interested and nodded their heads slightly.
My heart leaped with joy!
"But, wait, what about Hassan and Jamil?" One of the girls said.
"Ahh! I almost forgot about them!" The other girl exclaim,"I'm sorry. But we need tickets for 4 person. I would have bought it, if you have 4 tickets."
"Oh, I see. That's okay. I'll find someone else then."
I gave the fake smile again and walk off. I could feel the demon side of me, cursing and swearing at them behind my back.
I closely observed the people around me. Approaching anyone who is either couples or have partners.
"Excuse me? Hi. Sorry. Are you interested in buying Eclipse tickets for 2?"
I recalled, saying each time, with the fake smile on my face.
As each time, I was rejected, I slowly lost hope. My hope was fading away. I was slowly giving up.
It was 3.30pm.
With teary-eyes, I walk around, feeling like a lost puppy.
I look at my phone again and text a message. A message filled with emotions of lost and a feeling of abondoned.
Somehow, somewhere. There was still hope, hidden at the corner of my heart. And I tried again.
This time, approaching a couple.
"Excuse me. Hi. Are you interesting in buying Eclipse tickets for 2?" I ask sweetly. Smiling sincerely this time.
The girlfriend hesitated and nudged her boyfriend shirt.
"You want to watch Eclipse honey?"
The boyfriend put his arms around her.
"Anything you want honey. You are the boss. Choose watever you like." He smoothens her brown dyed hair.
I felt sick of the sight but a bit relieve at the same time.
"Erhhh...." The girlfriend hesitated. "Where is the seating place at? Is it in the middle or the front?"
I paused for awhile. Should I lie or should I not lie? I thought.
The place is seated in the bloody first row!! They will surely reject. Thinking fast, I replied, "It is placed in the second front row. Right now, the Eclipse tickets are mostly all sold out. It is hard to get." Yeah. Way the go SiewLin! The second front row is not really as bad as the first row. Smart ass SiewLin!
Bad SiewLin! Lying is bad!! (Yes, even saying that the seat is on the second row, it is consider as lying) The angel said.
"Harr...then like that. I don't want already. Thanks."
"Oh. That's okay." I said dissapointedly.
I could hear my brains swearing and cursing at myself. Karma! YES! KARMA!! THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR LYING!!!
Argh!! I was that close to selling it!
With a pure heart. I approach another couple. Less disgusting but uninterested, and still got rejected.
I was running out of time. It was 3.40pm.
Suddenly, I felt the bright lights shimmering and shining at 2 young malay girls who were queing in a line. Things started playing with my mind back then.
I was now, imagining the 2 girls running towards me, with money in their hands and arms waving widly in the air. And I came in the picture, running in a slow motion action, the movie ticket in my hand....and then.......
.
.
.
.
"Hi. Are you interested in buying Eclipse tickets for 2?" I smiled.
"Sorry, did you say, Eclipse tickets?"
"Yes, I did. Eclipse tickets for 2. Are you interested to buy them?" I repeated, firm and clear.
The 2 girls look at each other, filled with joy and relieved.
"Yes! YES!"
"WAIT?! Did you say, Eclipse tickets?!" The 2 Chinese girls in front of them, turned around and asked. (I asked them earlier but they weren't interested.)
"Yes, I did. But, I'm selling to them. Sorry."
"How much is it?" The Malay girl said.
"It's RM12 per ticket. So, both tickets cost RM24."
The girls dug out their purse and gave me RM22. Wait, didn't I say RM24? I knew that they don't have exact change in their purse. The way they dug for thier money says it all.
Argh!! Who cares if it's short of RM2!!! Just get rid of that bloody ticket!
I reluctantly gave the tickets and said
"Thank You."
They both thanked me, thanking me like I was some kind of a Saviour, and shriek with joy and relieved.
If only I could celebrate with someone with that same kind of joy I had, getting rid of the tickets.
But, well. I was as much more relieve when they didn't bother to ask where is the seating place. Phew.
~ ~ ~
Sometimes, challenges comes to us without us knowing it. Though, we may not be ready, but it is up to us to take it or leave it. The benefits for taking it, though, it may be a risk but it comes with great experience. The benefits for leaving it, we may be safe, but just for a short limit of time. We learn from our mistakes a bit late, where as we could actually learn from it earlier.
Sometimes, challenges comes to us without us knowing it. Though, we may not be ready, but it is up to us to take it or leave it. The benefits for taking it, though, it may be a risk but it comes with great experience. The benefits for leaving it, we may be safe, but just for a short limit of time. We learn from our mistakes a bit late, where as we could actually learn from it earlier.
This is me before the final semester exams(1st sem).
This is me during the final semester(1st sem) exams.
Stressed up and miserable, for studying at the eleventh hour.
Plus, having insomnia due to the 1 week study break.
Being able to sleep after 3 sleepless nights.
Cutted my long, untidy hair. And, now, not only it looks like shit, I look like a tomboy.
Hello primary/secondary school days.
Their welcoming the tomboy Siew Lin back to its feet.
*Screams*
I started my first driving lessons. After 2 months of waiting because of busy college.
They say, the first day is always the worst. And it is.
I got a instructor, who the only way to communicate is using Chinese.
And, SCREW MY CHINESE LA.
He say turn left in Chinese, I turn right.
He say turn right in Chinese, I turn left.
Thus, he nags alot. He kept saying I would learn bad driving skills in the future. But, can't blame him la, coz actually, I drive ikut suka hati saya. LOL.
Other then that, I've been sticking myself to the computer, alot lately.
Why? No friends of mine are free to hang out with me.
The only entertainment to burn my time : The Computer.
Thus, loathing around the house doing nothing.
Lifeless.
But, heck. I've been picking up my exercise after stoping due to exams.
Need to live healthily. Still happy that my BMI is still stable. Neither underweight or overweight. Heh ;)
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