"You see that? You see that? I saw it! I saw it! I told you so! I saw it! SEE!!"
A shrill voice came from the blue-tiled roof of 56 Foderstew Street, echoing into the abyss of the night.
There laid two friends of opposite gender spread out, looking out into the night sky. To the left there laid a boy, wearing a polo and hip fitting trousers, his neat cut and also spotlessly decked with a cheesy sweater (which he claimed his 'dear old grandmother' had given him) was absurdly contrasted with his friend's appearance. Her laidback appearance, consisted of a t-shirt and a pair of jeans that were not hip-hugging nor were they 'butt-falling'. Her hair pulled up to a messy pony-tail, this girl was normal. Except that she was pointing excitedly to what the boy deemed as an empty sky, as he was to busy keeping his eyes shut.
"There's nothing up there, Kaylie.Just the sky." stated the solemn voice of the absurdly bland-looking boy.
"Oh come on Adam! Look just look. There it is.Second star to the right! It's shining so brightly, Impossible if you can't see it." insisted the pony-tailed brunnete.
"Kaylie, I know what I know, and I know a lot more than you do." smug superiority shining through his words naturally.
Kaylie looked at her best friend, baffled at his stubborn stupidity.
"Adam, come on, be a good sport! Just open your eyes! I swear ontop of my bubble-gum collection there it is, Adam. Just open your eyes and see."
Frustration and impatience dwindled in her, as Adam once again refused to open his eyes.
Patience was never a preseverance for the short-fused wit of a girl, and doing drastic dramatic actions were the things she had thrills from.
Whispering vehement warnings and urgings to the blonde green-eyed boy next to her, she crouched herself into position.
" Adam, If you don't open your eyes, I swear, I'll jump.I swear I will."
Adam startled and alarmed by the lack of warmth by his side, quickly sat up. His wide eyes ,as wide as his mother's dinner plates, met with her grinning azure.
Adam felt his heart skipped a beat as he stared into the playful blues of hers.
"God, Kaylie. I thought you'd really done it! Great Jove, you gave me a scare. Kaylie I feel like I'm having a heart attack here!" Kaylie observed her friend turn red as a cherry, as he proclaimed this.
"I always knew you were a drama queen at heart Adam. Don't worry, I'm okay with homosexual people.I swear." her retort made him roll his eyes at her and laugh.
"Fine, fine Kaylie, my eyes are yours to dictate."
His friend of two years snickered at this, and quickly scooted herself to him pointing to the stars above them. As she was to busy exclaiming and telling him quotes pin-pointing the exact location of the star she was so overjoyed with founding, Adam took a good look to his dear friend. Her mouth was moving in such a rapid session that it was running against the speed of sound.Nose having a bump after a rough childhood, made sense as her eyes were slanted and hid the fierce blue reciding in her irises.
" Adam? Adam? Are you even paying attention to me?" Kaylie asks a very zoned out Adam.
Woken up from his analyzation of her face, Adam shamefully shakes his head. Sighing Kaylie looks at her dear friend and shakes her head along.
"I know you never have or will beleive in PeterPan but come on..Just look for me? Just see.you'll see I'm right."
"Can you blame me? Come on. We're 16 Kaylie, not 12. We can't just keep beleiving in flying never-growing boys in green tights."
Smiling ever so sadly, Kaylie again shaked her head to Adam's point of reason.
"It's not the character that you pay attention to, it's the symbol he brings Adam. He symbolizes youth and joy."
Hearing a start for another of his friend's preaching sermons on Disney's subtle ways of relaying a messages he could not resist making a face. Kaylie seeing Adam's apparent lack of seriousness on the matter snapped and got to the point.
"Oh great, that's very mature Adam. Very mature. But you have to admit, Peter pan does bring joy. He's so care-free and fun, that he just brings the best out of the audience. You know?"
"So let me get this straight Kaylie, Peter pan brings the best out of a person?"
Nodding and smiling contentedly that Adam was paying her attention, she took the opportunity to show him, what she thought was the star of Neverland.
As she again pointed out to one of the light in the skys, urging him to look, Adam stole a glance at Kaylie, and couldn't help thinking,
"You're my peter pan."
*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*
Dedicated to the memory of my Brother, Ahmad Aqeel Bin Ahmad Sanusi, whom god had bestowed the gift of an eternally sin-free youth .30-01-06
To My dear brother:
Fly bro, fly. I'll see you someday.
Till next year. Ciao.
17.1.09
Rain
Thunder rumbles as you enter.
and there lightning strikes,
masking a noise of mixture.
Thunder rumbling and lightning striking.
And rain falls.
You stare at the floor,
as you feel hit by hit.
At the back,
you whelp; there again.
You're upright, face down
to the floor. Can't breathe.
can't hear.All you see are
Doubles. A blurry world
all around you.
You breathe again as it stops.
the rain.for a moment, as if
thinking.
Thinking rain.
Before it breaks, and falls
upon you, ever so stronger.
As if enraged.
Breathe you say,
instructing your body to do so.
Breathe you say,
a mantra to remind yourself.
Breathe you say,
a note to remember.
Breathe you say,
for fear to live.
So there you are.
Laying under the rain,
the thunder roaring in the background,
the lightning striking spots.
and you can't help but think.
"I love the rain."
and there lightning strikes,
masking a noise of mixture.
Thunder rumbling and lightning striking.
And rain falls.
You stare at the floor,
as you feel hit by hit.
At the back,
you whelp; there again.
You're upright, face down
to the floor. Can't breathe.
can't hear.All you see are
Doubles. A blurry world
all around you.
You breathe again as it stops.
the rain.for a moment, as if
thinking.
Thinking rain.
Before it breaks, and falls
upon you, ever so stronger.
As if enraged.
Breathe you say,
instructing your body to do so.
Breathe you say,
a mantra to remind yourself.
Breathe you say,
a note to remember.
Breathe you say,
for fear to live.
So there you are.
Laying under the rain,
the thunder roaring in the background,
the lightning striking spots.
and you can't help but think.
"I love the rain."
16.1.09
Conclusions.
You're in a car.
Not just a car.
It's a BMW.
It has red walls.
Not just red walls.
Blood red walls.
There's a speaker.
Not just a speaker.
A speaker in the middle seat.
You have a weight on your lap.
You look next to you, a shadow.
You peer front, a voice.
Not just weights.
Not just shadows.
Not just voices.
Not just weights you'd happily carry.
Not just shadows you'd teasingly wait for.
Not just voices you'd patiently listen to.
Weightless weights.
Illuminating shadows.
Listening voices.
You look again.
No, not just someone.
Not just somebody.
Not just anybody.
You grin and let out a laugh.
Not weights,
Not shadows,
Not voices.
Friends.
Not just a car.
It's a BMW.
It has red walls.
Not just red walls.
Blood red walls.
There's a speaker.
Not just a speaker.
A speaker in the middle seat.
You have a weight on your lap.
You look next to you, a shadow.
You peer front, a voice.
Not just weights.
Not just shadows.
Not just voices.
Not just weights you'd happily carry.
Not just shadows you'd teasingly wait for.
Not just voices you'd patiently listen to.
Weightless weights.
Illuminating shadows.
Listening voices.
You look again.
No, not just someone.
Not just somebody.
Not just anybody.
You grin and let out a laugh.
Not weights,
Not shadows,
Not voices.
Friends.
9.1.09
Crossroads.
why why why why why?
why 'why'?
Must our curiosity pique into such enormous heights that even Mount Everest would seem like a foot note?
Don't look at me ,or the screen like that. Now stop making my look.yea that Look.the one with the raised eyebrow and moving of the ears? yea that one too.No scrunching up your forehead there.Stop.
Shakespeare was wrong THE question is and was NOT "to Be or not to Be."
I have a question.Not THE question but just an old normal question which I randomly sprout here and then.Have you ever been met with two choices and you can't choose?
Really not like all those drama queen questions.Like:-
"does he love me or not?"
Jeez, do I look like I know the question? Go ask him.
"Like Oh My god, what am I gonna wear tomorrow?"
Here's a clue.Starts with a C..ends with an S. in between there's L O T H E..Now put that together.It's CLOTHES.W0w.check your wardrobe.
Such flimsy excuses of stress-starters should be flung out of the window.Literally.Go on.Jump.
*GRIN*Maybe you'll fly.
Sorry, but I'm just typing things out.Nothing personal.so if ANYONE is reading this Don't jump out of the window. Really.I was kidding.Just my sarcasm getting the best of me.
Now back to the issue on board.
How do you choose with a risk so high that you just might die?
and if you don't choose you'd be choosing anyway.
To do or not to do.
That IS the Question.
why 'why'?
Must our curiosity pique into such enormous heights that even Mount Everest would seem like a foot note?
Don't look at me ,or the screen like that. Now stop making my look.yea that Look.the one with the raised eyebrow and moving of the ears? yea that one too.No scrunching up your forehead there.Stop.
Shakespeare was wrong THE question is and was NOT "to Be or not to Be."
I have a question.Not THE question but just an old normal question which I randomly sprout here and then.Have you ever been met with two choices and you can't choose?
Really not like all those drama queen questions.Like:-
"does he love me or not?"
Jeez, do I look like I know the question? Go ask him.
"Like Oh My god, what am I gonna wear tomorrow?"
Here's a clue.Starts with a C..ends with an S. in between there's L O T H E..Now put that together.It's CLOTHES.W0w.check your wardrobe.
Such flimsy excuses of stress-starters should be flung out of the window.Literally.Go on.Jump.
*GRIN*Maybe you'll fly.
Sorry, but I'm just typing things out.Nothing personal.so if ANYONE is reading this Don't jump out of the window. Really.I was kidding.Just my sarcasm getting the best of me.
Now back to the issue on board.
How do you choose with a risk so high that you just might die?
and if you don't choose you'd be choosing anyway.
To do or not to do.
That IS the Question.
4.1.09
And I remember.
Today, I was just getting ready for tomorrow when it hit me.
The 4E days are over.
With the starting of tomorrow others would be sitting in our class.
With the breaking of sunlight 4E, our 4E, would be gone.
and be replaced with a new one.
Our seats, Our tables handed over to others so single-handedly, so easily, with no introductions. Tomorrow we'd be giving our class, nay our home, to strangers.
I still remember the 1st day I went to class, there was a puddle near the door. and I sat in between 2 girls.One was being all shy and the other was cleaning her pencil case.
I remember National Day, where we all got slightly sun-burnt.
I remember the day, I called Caroline 'nenek' and she called me 'cucu'
I remember the Shared laughter over our Shared lunch.
I remember monkey-ing around with Jiggy's pencil case.
I remember singing 'Viva la Janice-nis-nis-nis' along With Sherly and the dancing animals.;)
I remember arguing with Pey Yi about Pride and Prejudice.
I remember Mich and me laughing over OUR OWN jokes.
I remember Sherly going hyper, which I was shocked.
I remember Janice's sweet sixteen, where She wore a pink strapless dress.
I remember making our Name Alliteration list with Rai and Sherly.
And I remember.
I remember arguing Ms Ani about the poem 'old familiar faces'
I remember the hint of pride in her voice when she congratulated me on my work.
I remember Cikgu Rashidah letting out a giggle due to our lame jokes.
I remember Sir Raymee bullying me just for the sake of it.
I remember Sir Khairul laughing uproariously over our antics.
I remember Ms Angela giving in to our behaviour and going along with it.
I remember Ms Lau's faint smile at the jokes we were tossing all over the place.
I remember Sir Zainal scaring the wits out of us all with his threats.
I remember him and his Lame sarcastic jokes.
I remember Ms Ling getting our Lame bug.
And I remember.
I remember Muiz who seemed to always smile.
I remember Nabil, our own original Tybalt.
I remember Mozi, the designer of our class (albeit rarely seen)
I remember Nazhrah, the often late PRS.
I remember Michelle, the lotion freak and my partner in yellow.
I remember Dina, the small petite giggler.
I remember Belle, her bubbly attitude and snortty laughter.
I remember Rai , her random-ness and getting high over sweets.
I remember Sherly, the smirk of the 'o lame one' and Funny attitude
I remember Shaz, her funny antics and acting abilities.
I remember Ashraf,his humour and acts of being gay with Zul.
I remember Syahmi, the ever playing Rubix cube man of the class.
I remember Aale, the one who won the drinking contest.
I remember Zul, the funny gay mate of Ashraf who always had a comment.
I remember Jiggy, the photographer of the class and also class monitor.
I remember Pey Yi, the class's perfectionist and her spoilt antics.
I remember Janice, her ability to sleep through any class.
I remember Auzee, and her Auraful presence filling the class.
I remember Siti, gushing over Romance and being all sensible.
I remember Caroline, the 'o great one' making people walk with no legs.
I remember Fifah, her giggle and her way of talking in front of people.
I remember Rezha, our Mini Ms Ling and anak Cikgu Rubiah.
and I remember.
"Exccuuu~~~se me?"
"Lost yourself? buy the self-finder"
"The Great Bimbotic one has spoken"
"To face constipation, we need constant patience"
"haha *snort snort* I wanna be piglet"
"Like Oh My god. you know like Oh my god"
"Bimbo alert,bimbo alert"
"MICHELLE POSE!"
"4 elephants"
" the giggly and happy girls"
"hafiz.no wait haziq?"
"thus with a kiss I die~"
"when you look me in the eyes~"
"mama gajah"
"Jollibee!"
"Give me the corntos! or face the wrath of my nose plucker!"
"writing causes skin cancer.."
" Free show~!"
These moments, these people I'll remember.
In between the heart and the head.
I'll remember.
The 4E days are over.
With the starting of tomorrow others would be sitting in our class.
With the breaking of sunlight 4E, our 4E, would be gone.
and be replaced with a new one.
Our seats, Our tables handed over to others so single-handedly, so easily, with no introductions. Tomorrow we'd be giving our class, nay our home, to strangers.
I still remember the 1st day I went to class, there was a puddle near the door. and I sat in between 2 girls.One was being all shy and the other was cleaning her pencil case.
I remember National Day, where we all got slightly sun-burnt.
I remember the day, I called Caroline 'nenek' and she called me 'cucu'
I remember the Shared laughter over our Shared lunch.
I remember monkey-ing around with Jiggy's pencil case.
I remember singing 'Viva la Janice-nis-nis-nis' along With Sherly and the dancing animals.;)
I remember arguing with Pey Yi about Pride and Prejudice.
I remember Mich and me laughing over OUR OWN jokes.
I remember Sherly going hyper, which I was shocked.
I remember Janice's sweet sixteen, where She wore a pink strapless dress.
I remember making our Name Alliteration list with Rai and Sherly.
And I remember.
I remember arguing Ms Ani about the poem 'old familiar faces'
I remember the hint of pride in her voice when she congratulated me on my work.
I remember Cikgu Rashidah letting out a giggle due to our lame jokes.
I remember Sir Raymee bullying me just for the sake of it.
I remember Sir Khairul laughing uproariously over our antics.
I remember Ms Angela giving in to our behaviour and going along with it.
I remember Ms Lau's faint smile at the jokes we were tossing all over the place.
I remember Sir Zainal scaring the wits out of us all with his threats.
I remember him and his Lame sarcastic jokes.
I remember Ms Ling getting our Lame bug.
And I remember.
I remember Muiz who seemed to always smile.
I remember Nabil, our own original Tybalt.
I remember Mozi, the designer of our class (albeit rarely seen)
I remember Nazhrah, the often late PRS.
I remember Michelle, the lotion freak and my partner in yellow.
I remember Dina, the small petite giggler.
I remember Belle, her bubbly attitude and snortty laughter.
I remember Rai , her random-ness and getting high over sweets.
I remember Sherly, the smirk of the 'o lame one' and Funny attitude
I remember Shaz, her funny antics and acting abilities.
I remember Ashraf,his humour and acts of being gay with Zul.
I remember Syahmi, the ever playing Rubix cube man of the class.
I remember Aale, the one who won the drinking contest.
I remember Zul, the funny gay mate of Ashraf who always had a comment.
I remember Jiggy, the photographer of the class and also class monitor.
I remember Pey Yi, the class's perfectionist and her spoilt antics.
I remember Janice, her ability to sleep through any class.
I remember Auzee, and her Auraful presence filling the class.
I remember Siti, gushing over Romance and being all sensible.
I remember Caroline, the 'o great one' making people walk with no legs.
I remember Fifah, her giggle and her way of talking in front of people.
I remember Rezha, our Mini Ms Ling and anak Cikgu Rubiah.
and I remember.
"Exccuuu~~~se me?"
"Lost yourself? buy the self-finder"
"The Great Bimbotic one has spoken"
"To face constipation, we need constant patience"
"haha *snort snort* I wanna be piglet"
"Like Oh My god. you know like Oh my god"
"Bimbo alert,bimbo alert"
"MICHELLE POSE!"
"4 elephants"
" the giggly and happy girls"
"hafiz.no wait haziq?"
"thus with a kiss I die~"
"when you look me in the eyes~"
"mama gajah"
"Jollibee!"
"Give me the corntos! or face the wrath of my nose plucker!"
"writing causes skin cancer.."
" Free show~!"
These moments, these people I'll remember.
In between the heart and the head.
I'll remember.
3.1.09
Fell in love.
It all started like an ordinary day, of any other day.
I got up, showered, dressed up, ate, did a few notes, and started surfing the net.
Of course second to writing stories and reading them, I like to see them in motion.
so off I went to you-tube on my surfboard, roaming around the web.
when it hit me.A video, the last video on the related videos list. It said
"The Official Keith Movie Trailer"
and there was a picture of Jesse McCartney.
Don't get me wrong, I didn't do it just because his face was in it, but I was intrigued.
So I checked it out.
Okay at the starting of this I was like.."Boring~.."
but then the few lines said near the end..around 1.20 to 1.25 I was shocked and impressed.
Nice twist.
Then..
around "1.40 - 1.46" my curiousity was piqued into a very high level of SAPPINESS and of course sarcasm.
Curiosity killed me I guess, and as I moved the arrow to the link, I unknowingly sealed my fate.
I spent around hours watching the movie; all of it .
And I died.
through out the dialogue, and the acting, the passion, the raw emotion.
I DIED. and got re incarnated just to be awed again.
and I fell in love with it.
The script was understandable, realistic.
The plot was see-through I had thought at first, but had twists. making me question and re-evaluate.
The acting was okay, the..
Wait,what am I saying?
The acting was okay?
No It was Good.real good. I haven't been blown away as much for a movie before.
Not even twilight.Which slightly disappointed me by the way.
No this movie..is a must see.Trust me (if you can). watch these videos. these are a few of my favourites.
and if you want the movie check you-tube out and type in "keith movie part 1"
or..type this out. http://www.megavideo.com/?v=DS497211
I got up, showered, dressed up, ate, did a few notes, and started surfing the net.
Of course second to writing stories and reading them, I like to see them in motion.
so off I went to you-tube on my surfboard, roaming around the web.
when it hit me.A video, the last video on the related videos list. It said
"The Official Keith Movie Trailer"
and there was a picture of Jesse McCartney.
Don't get me wrong, I didn't do it just because his face was in it, but I was intrigued.
So I checked it out.
Okay at the starting of this I was like.."Boring~.."
but then the few lines said near the end..around 1.20 to 1.25 I was shocked and impressed.
Nice twist.
Then..
around "1.40 - 1.46" my curiousity was piqued into a very high level of SAPPINESS and of course sarcasm.
Curiosity killed me I guess, and as I moved the arrow to the link, I unknowingly sealed my fate.
I spent around hours watching the movie; all of it .
And I died.
through out the dialogue, and the acting, the passion, the raw emotion.
I DIED. and got re incarnated just to be awed again.
and I fell in love with it.
The script was understandable, realistic.
The plot was see-through I had thought at first, but had twists. making me question and re-evaluate.
The acting was okay, the..
Wait,what am I saying?
The acting was okay?
No It was Good.real good. I haven't been blown away as much for a movie before.
Not even twilight.Which slightly disappointed me by the way.
No this movie..is a must see.Trust me (if you can). watch these videos. these are a few of my favourites.
and if you want the movie check you-tube out and type in "keith movie part 1"
or..type this out. http://www.megavideo.com/?v=DS497211
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