CIMB GROUP WORLD UNIVERSITIES PEACE INVITATIONAL DEBATE 2008!!! - THE GRAND FINALS!
17 Dec 2008, 7.45pm-12am
WHOA~ like the chief judge said about the debate, "It was great!"
the whole night (this evening), for the past 6 hours i attended this WUPID 2008 by the CIMB group. 29 universities from 18 countries joined altogether! just came back from KLCC at KL (duh..) and I am tired but I gotta share this!! It was brilliant.
So, I went with Marissa, who invited me, who was invited by Mr Lee and Ms Lee to attend this. I was wearing a green velvet dress and a black silky shawl. It was supposed to be formal. Anywayz, Mr Lee, his son and Ms Lee came to pick us up at 6 exact at M's house. We chit-chatted a lot in the car since we have not seen each other since holiday started. We reached our destination around 6.50. then we went to Kenny Roger's. M and I already ate our dinner so all we got and shared was a bowl of mashed potato and a glass of iced lemon tea. Quite a big serving, actually.
At 7.30, we entered the auditorium..er, i wasn't observant enough to see what the hall is called. [I know now! It's the Plenary Theatre] Hehe ;) We waited. We saw the poeple from the media. Like NST. He was snap shotting around for a while. Whoa..those flashes.. We waited until 8.15. Then Raja Muda Perak and Puan Muda Perak arrived with VIPs~ The debate started after some short speeches around 5-10 mins later. 4 teams from 4 universities were competing. Monash(1st), Vermont(3rd), Sydney(2nd) and (a uni from the Philipines..i can't catch the name!)(third runner-up). Two speakers in a team. Two teams at the government side and the other two, the opposition. Phew! They spoke incredibly fast~! So fast I always get lost. Haha. The title was something something military forces on somalia pirates. Basically it's just like, one said they are necessary and one said no to violence. Easy explanation huh. So, the debate went on until 9.45 for 8 of the debators. We had a break, as the judges needed time to..ya. Until 10.15. I rushed to the toilet cause yeah, I had to go. Haha.. Why am I getting into this topic? And then we snapped some photos. Ok, at 10.20 they continued. This time with longer speeches (quite interesting and entertaining actually!) from the Group Chief Executive, and Chief judge. And then they gave souvenirs to the judges..announced the top ten best speakers! Took pics.. Grats Tim from Sydney University for being the best speaker. I think he spoke really clear and his pace were much more steadier. Then! The winners were announced! Haha. Already said on top. Whoa..!! The champs got the champ trophy and RM 15k. But seriously, all of them were really really good. Oh, yea. In fact, one of them actually look like Joe Jonas!! Haha.. Not that I am a fan of Joe. But HAHA! The whole thing ended at 11.20pm. Walking back to the car park, we had to walk through the park. Gorgeous! But my feet was quite tired actually cause I had to walk really long, plus, I was wearing high heels. There was M, taking pics. Something happened a while after that as we walked through the door to Suria KLCC building. A guy came in by the other door and the door hit me at the back as I was walking in. Gosh! Didn't he see me??? And I hurt my lil' toe a lil'. LOL. Luckily the pain didn't last long. So, we drove back. The car slightly more slient this time, haaha~. Slight jam on the road near popular hang outs. Actually, I don't really know KL so well. How bad can I be?? Haha. Reached my home at early minutes of 12am. Now, 1am, still writing here!! Btw, lol! M left some things in my bag. And I need to get the pics we took tonight from her. So, obviously I can't post the photos right now. Stay tuned for it. >< (Yawn) Sleepy already! Muscles tight.
Good night!
p.s: my head's not really working right now so i think i will definitely missed some important points here. i will update if i find anything i wanna add! hehe..
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Promise (5)
Chapter 4 : The Missed Calls
"What?! Laugh out loud, babe! Wait till.." Cindy speaks loudly.
We are talking about Emma's holiday. Apparently, it isn't going so well - as planned earlier. She went on a date with one of those guys in our class. It was her first date, to be precise and the guy's actually quite silly - to me, of course. They went to this chinese restaurant and Emma ended up eating something she wasn't fond of but forced herself to and - I'd better not tell this part. In conclusion, it was a total disaster.
So, everybody is now staring at us from every corner of ‘UrHome Cafe’. Thanks to Miss Cindy, we look like three crazy-plus-gone-wild girls although Emma and I only exchange embarrassed looks.
"So, how's yours, Sydney?" Emma cuts her off.
Cindy gives her a look and continues,
"Nah-ah. You ain't gonna change the subject. We are talking about you, my dear friend. Besides, I bet Sydney's too crazy in love, she'll start daydreaming before we ask her anything. Happened once."
I narrow my eyes and say, "Nice, speech."
A waitress then presents the drinks we ordered a few minutes ago. I take their 'signature' juice while both Cindy and Emma order hot chocolate. Hot chocolate's one thing they have in common.
"Thank you," we wish simultaneously.
"Wait till you.." Cindy clears her throat and continues.
Perhaps she isn't going to dig anything from me after all, for today.
After about an hour chit-chatting at the cafe, we start heading from shops to shops. Topshop, Vincci, F.O.S and lots more. It is not until after 3 hours that we stopped. Cindy finally gets her new swimsuit bikini - and she loves it. The last time she gets one was I think 3 years ago. She has been working hard and saving money for it. I am proud of her.
Cindy has been my friend for almost 4 years. We spend a lot of time together reading books. We also have sleepovers at each other's house. Not that we have it often now. Well, I learn that people do grow up.
Although Cindy can be wild at times, she has a big heart.
On the other hand, Emma is the mild-type. She won't go wild like Cindy. I have just met her earlier this year. I feel that she has her very own unique qualities that both Cindy and I don't.
However, three of us get on really well.
At the end of our shopping trip, Emma has her new mini denim skirt which was on sale and I have got two packets of Cassie's favourite dog chew.
As we are walking toward our cab, I notice something sparkling attractively from the corner of my eye. I turn to the right but to see nothing. Just an empty space in front of the mall entrance. Maybe I haven't had enough sleep last night I am beginning to hallucinate.
"Hey, why not we go for lunch?" Cindy suggests as soon as we hit the road. "To the chinese restaurant, anyone?" she grins at Emma who rolls her eyes and then turns to look at me.
"Well? It's one already."
I check my watch. It's 5 minutes past one.
"Err.. Oh, I am so sorry but my mum's making lunch," I apologize and smile.
"So I guess it will only be Emma and I, huh.. Okay," Cindy says, a bit disappointed. I feel a sudden pang of guilt in me for rejecting them. I have no choice. So, they drop me off and I hurriedly enter my house. "Hey, dad!"
"Mmm..what's cooking?" I turn to the kitchen where I see Mum placing two pots on our rosewood dining table.
"Spaghetti and pasta with homemade tomato puree!" Mum announces and then asks, "What you got there?"
"Oh. Nothing much. Just something for Cassie."
"Well, dear. I think it is normal to spend on yourself once in a while."
I walk into the kitchen to grab my lunch. "Well, I don't really have to. Besides, I've spent enough for this summer. Don't worry, Mum. I don't have to spend to be normal."
Mum thinks I shouldn't bother saving too much. Haha, seriously, I won't go nuts not buying anything.
Just when I'm about to finish my so-delicious spaghetti, dad enters from the living hall.
"Ready for lunch?" Mum asks.
"Yeap," Dad replies and gives his stomach a rub. "Oh yeah, honey. Your phone has been ringing all day."
"Hmm? Oh! My phone. Didn't I bring it with me?! Oh-kay.." I finish my last strand of spaghetti and rush up to my room after cleaning my dishes.
There is my phone, on my study table. Right.. I left it there last night.
I check the missed calls. Wow.. Cedric's name is all over the list! I wonder what is so important. I also check the time of the last call. 11.30.. I should have brought my hand phone with me. I was in a rush this morning I forgot.
I speed dial his number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable.."
"Urgh.." I moan and shut it off.
What if I missed something important? Was he alright? Cedric wouldn't call for nothing important - for so many times!
I try calling him again.
"Hello," I hear him on the line.
"Hey. Are you okay? I wasn't with my phone. I'm sorry."
"I'm fine," his voice breaks as he convinces. He doesn't sound fine. He sounds terrible - miserable.
"No, you don't. What's up? Tell me. Surely you have something important, don't you? Are you sick?"
"Sydney, I am okay."
I feel weird. There's a tone in his voice I am not sure what it is. It sounds like he's suffering from a sore throat. But there's got to be something more serious than that.
"I'll pick you up for dinner tomorrow night. Seven's fine?"
"Seven's fine." I say in disappointment after a pause. Somehow, I don't feel as excited as I always will be. Normally when Cedric asks me out I will end up jumping about in my room. But not now. Something doesn't feel right.
Or maybe he is right. Maybe I am just being paranoid. Maybe he is just upset about having to call me so many times. Maybe he has been calling to ask me out! Yeah..
"See you then. Bye. Love you," he sounds a little more composed.
"Look, if you have a problem, just talk to me. I'll be there for you.. See you tomorrow then. I love you too."
Beep and the call ends.
I have never had such awkward conversations with him before.
I spend my whole day in my room lying on my bed. My mind keeps thinking of Cedric. Of how odd he sounded this afternoon. I can't think of anything that would make him sound so fragile - breakable.
I hear my clock on the wall ticks. Tick-tock-tick-tock. Soon, night has arrived.
I miss him. But I don't dare call him. I am afraid to hear his unusual voice. Silly! Everybody has the right to be upset. He is probably just mad of me.
Argh..what am I worrying about? He just tried over and over again calling me early today and sounded unusual by the time I talked to him. That's all..
I take a deep breath.
Just then Mum calls from below, "Time for dinner, sweetie!"
"Urgh..Sometimes I just wish humans don't eat," I talk to myself. My stomach's rumbling but I don't feel I have an appetite.
"Right! One minute!" I shout. I don't want Mum come knocking on my door, nagging me about how important nutrition is for kids like me.
I don't sleep so easily that night. I can only pray everything will be all right.
"What?! Laugh out loud, babe! Wait till.." Cindy speaks loudly.
We are talking about Emma's holiday. Apparently, it isn't going so well - as planned earlier. She went on a date with one of those guys in our class. It was her first date, to be precise and the guy's actually quite silly - to me, of course. They went to this chinese restaurant and Emma ended up eating something she wasn't fond of but forced herself to and - I'd better not tell this part. In conclusion, it was a total disaster.
So, everybody is now staring at us from every corner of ‘UrHome Cafe’. Thanks to Miss Cindy, we look like three crazy-plus-gone-wild girls although Emma and I only exchange embarrassed looks.
"So, how's yours, Sydney?" Emma cuts her off.
Cindy gives her a look and continues,
"Nah-ah. You ain't gonna change the subject. We are talking about you, my dear friend. Besides, I bet Sydney's too crazy in love, she'll start daydreaming before we ask her anything. Happened once."
I narrow my eyes and say, "Nice, speech."
A waitress then presents the drinks we ordered a few minutes ago. I take their 'signature' juice while both Cindy and Emma order hot chocolate. Hot chocolate's one thing they have in common.
"Thank you," we wish simultaneously.
"Wait till you.." Cindy clears her throat and continues.
Perhaps she isn't going to dig anything from me after all, for today.
After about an hour chit-chatting at the cafe, we start heading from shops to shops. Topshop, Vincci, F.O.S and lots more. It is not until after 3 hours that we stopped. Cindy finally gets her new swimsuit bikini - and she loves it. The last time she gets one was I think 3 years ago. She has been working hard and saving money for it. I am proud of her.
Cindy has been my friend for almost 4 years. We spend a lot of time together reading books. We also have sleepovers at each other's house. Not that we have it often now. Well, I learn that people do grow up.
Although Cindy can be wild at times, she has a big heart.
On the other hand, Emma is the mild-type. She won't go wild like Cindy. I have just met her earlier this year. I feel that she has her very own unique qualities that both Cindy and I don't.
However, three of us get on really well.
At the end of our shopping trip, Emma has her new mini denim skirt which was on sale and I have got two packets of Cassie's favourite dog chew.
As we are walking toward our cab, I notice something sparkling attractively from the corner of my eye. I turn to the right but to see nothing. Just an empty space in front of the mall entrance. Maybe I haven't had enough sleep last night I am beginning to hallucinate.
"Hey, why not we go for lunch?" Cindy suggests as soon as we hit the road. "To the chinese restaurant, anyone?" she grins at Emma who rolls her eyes and then turns to look at me.
"Well? It's one already."
I check my watch. It's 5 minutes past one.
"Err.. Oh, I am so sorry but my mum's making lunch," I apologize and smile.
"So I guess it will only be Emma and I, huh.. Okay," Cindy says, a bit disappointed. I feel a sudden pang of guilt in me for rejecting them. I have no choice. So, they drop me off and I hurriedly enter my house. "Hey, dad!"
"Mmm..what's cooking?" I turn to the kitchen where I see Mum placing two pots on our rosewood dining table.
"Spaghetti and pasta with homemade tomato puree!" Mum announces and then asks, "What you got there?"
"Oh. Nothing much. Just something for Cassie."
"Well, dear. I think it is normal to spend on yourself once in a while."
I walk into the kitchen to grab my lunch. "Well, I don't really have to. Besides, I've spent enough for this summer. Don't worry, Mum. I don't have to spend to be normal."
Mum thinks I shouldn't bother saving too much. Haha, seriously, I won't go nuts not buying anything.
Just when I'm about to finish my so-delicious spaghetti, dad enters from the living hall.
"Ready for lunch?" Mum asks.
"Yeap," Dad replies and gives his stomach a rub. "Oh yeah, honey. Your phone has been ringing all day."
"Hmm? Oh! My phone. Didn't I bring it with me?! Oh-kay.." I finish my last strand of spaghetti and rush up to my room after cleaning my dishes.
There is my phone, on my study table. Right.. I left it there last night.
I check the missed calls. Wow.. Cedric's name is all over the list! I wonder what is so important. I also check the time of the last call. 11.30.. I should have brought my hand phone with me. I was in a rush this morning I forgot.
I speed dial his number.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable.."
"Urgh.." I moan and shut it off.
What if I missed something important? Was he alright? Cedric wouldn't call for nothing important - for so many times!
I try calling him again.
"Hello," I hear him on the line.
"Hey. Are you okay? I wasn't with my phone. I'm sorry."
"I'm fine," his voice breaks as he convinces. He doesn't sound fine. He sounds terrible - miserable.
"No, you don't. What's up? Tell me. Surely you have something important, don't you? Are you sick?"
"Sydney, I am okay."
I feel weird. There's a tone in his voice I am not sure what it is. It sounds like he's suffering from a sore throat. But there's got to be something more serious than that.
"I'll pick you up for dinner tomorrow night. Seven's fine?"
"Seven's fine." I say in disappointment after a pause. Somehow, I don't feel as excited as I always will be. Normally when Cedric asks me out I will end up jumping about in my room. But not now. Something doesn't feel right.
Or maybe he is right. Maybe I am just being paranoid. Maybe he is just upset about having to call me so many times. Maybe he has been calling to ask me out! Yeah..
"See you then. Bye. Love you," he sounds a little more composed.
"Look, if you have a problem, just talk to me. I'll be there for you.. See you tomorrow then. I love you too."
Beep and the call ends.
I have never had such awkward conversations with him before.
I spend my whole day in my room lying on my bed. My mind keeps thinking of Cedric. Of how odd he sounded this afternoon. I can't think of anything that would make him sound so fragile - breakable.
I hear my clock on the wall ticks. Tick-tock-tick-tock. Soon, night has arrived.
I miss him. But I don't dare call him. I am afraid to hear his unusual voice. Silly! Everybody has the right to be upset. He is probably just mad of me.
Argh..what am I worrying about? He just tried over and over again calling me early today and sounded unusual by the time I talked to him. That's all..
I take a deep breath.
Just then Mum calls from below, "Time for dinner, sweetie!"
"Urgh..Sometimes I just wish humans don't eat," I talk to myself. My stomach's rumbling but I don't feel I have an appetite.
"Right! One minute!" I shout. I don't want Mum come knocking on my door, nagging me about how important nutrition is for kids like me.
I don't sleep so easily that night. I can only pray everything will be all right.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Just Another Story..of him and her
Just Another Story..of him and her
We were admiring the sight of both of us.
The beautiful Sun was setting after a long day.
Colouring the sky with shades of red.
The cold sea breeze didn't seem to bother any of us.
There we were, standing on the empty beach stretched out so beautifully with glitters of fine sand.
Nothing was ever so magnificent before.
For all I'd known..he was everything to me.
His eyes sparkled like millions of diamonds.
His lips were as promising as ever.
His arms were warm around me.
He was all I needed.
His comfort never seemed enough.
His care never faded.
Everything was so fascinating.
And so, I was afraid.
Afraid that all these would one day, vanish.
Before I knew, I shed a tear.
There he was, wiping it down my cheek.
I smiled but couldn't hide the worry in my blurry eyes.
"I love you," he said and gave me a smile which melted my fragile heart.
I kept quiet for a moment.
The sky was getting darker.
Birds were flying freely in the air.
Palm trees were swaying.
The waves were alive.
The Earth was so beautiful.
And so was he.
My one true love.
I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of nature.
And his heartbeat.
Is this heart pumping for me? I thought.
Am I fated to love you?
I opened my eyes and gazed at him.
My eyes were now clear.
I saw only him.
For a second or two I heard only him.
No interruptions.
Hot blood was rising up my cheeks.
I knew he was the one.
The one who would be with me all my life.
The one I would see every morning, day and night.
The one I would tell stories to, or cry to when I'm unhappy.
The one I would laugh with whenever I felt like laughing.
I then laid my head on his shoulder and whispered,
"I love you."
~~End~~
Warning: this is not a chapter in Promise..
So, what do you think??
We were admiring the sight of both of us.
The beautiful Sun was setting after a long day.
Colouring the sky with shades of red.
The cold sea breeze didn't seem to bother any of us.
There we were, standing on the empty beach stretched out so beautifully with glitters of fine sand.
Nothing was ever so magnificent before.
For all I'd known..he was everything to me.
His eyes sparkled like millions of diamonds.
His lips were as promising as ever.
His arms were warm around me.
He was all I needed.
His comfort never seemed enough.
His care never faded.
Everything was so fascinating.
And so, I was afraid.
Afraid that all these would one day, vanish.
Before I knew, I shed a tear.
There he was, wiping it down my cheek.
I smiled but couldn't hide the worry in my blurry eyes.
"I love you," he said and gave me a smile which melted my fragile heart.
I kept quiet for a moment.
The sky was getting darker.
Birds were flying freely in the air.
Palm trees were swaying.
The waves were alive.
The Earth was so beautiful.
And so was he.
My one true love.
I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of nature.
And his heartbeat.
Is this heart pumping for me? I thought.
Am I fated to love you?
I opened my eyes and gazed at him.
My eyes were now clear.
I saw only him.
For a second or two I heard only him.
No interruptions.
Hot blood was rising up my cheeks.
I knew he was the one.
The one who would be with me all my life.
The one I would see every morning, day and night.
The one I would tell stories to, or cry to when I'm unhappy.
The one I would laugh with whenever I felt like laughing.
I then laid my head on his shoulder and whispered,
"I love you."
~~End~~
Warning: this is not a chapter in Promise..
So, what do you think??
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Promise (4)
Chapter 3 : The Dream
I had a dream. A dream so real I never thought I would have.
I was walking alone at a sidewalk. It was cold and so my arms wrapped around my body. I was wearing my favourite beige winter jacket, a scarf and jeans. I was checking the time on my watch when I heard my name called, "Hey, Sydney!" I turned toward the direction of the sweet, calm voice to see a guy looking at me. I was startled for a moment that I stared at him.
Did he just call me?
His gaze was still on me. Do I know him? I thought.
But then, of course, the more important question should be, How does he know my name?? However, my mind didn't process fast enough for me to say a thing.
His face was unfamiliar. A stranger to me.
I studied his face. Hmm.. His eyebrows are in naturally-perfect shape, his irises are caramel-coloured.. Hair perfectly styled.
Wow.. Impressive.
I suddenly realised that I was almost day-dreaming. I blinked my eyes and shook my head a little to clear my thoughts.
He was still looking.
Then, he got up from the bench he was sitting on and walked toward me.
I didn't move a muscle. I had that strange feeling - which told me I should run.
But, I didn't move. I couldn't. It was like I froze due to a sudden drop in temperature.
Sigh..
He threw a crooked smile when he finally stopped a feet away in front of me.
Wow.. Again. He did look attractive for a moment, since a while ago..
He seemed to glow despite the place being dark.
Then, he said something which sounded like "Hello, I'm..."
I didn't get the next few words because everything seemed to be blur.
I replied his hello and of course, I didn't have to introduce myself.
Before I could ask anything else he held his hand out. I looked at the fair hand and looked up again at him. My head moved up slowly like a machine - or more like the head of a robot. "Err..why?" What a silly question, i thought after a few seconds. Well, he just wanted to shake hands, of course.
He just grinned.
So, I reached for his hand and shook it.
His hand felt so smooth and warm. My body felt as if the ice around it melted instantly.
Two seconds later, I realised we were doing some kind of hand shake.
I followed and almost laughed because I couldn't believe what I was doing at the moment.
Silly..doing a hand shake out of nowhere in the public with a stranger?? How much weirder can it be?
Later he said, "I heard that you can dance."
I frowned and thought how he'd known..
Slow music started playing in the air. I did not know where it was from. I didn't want to.
"Shall we?" He bent forward, left hand at the back and the other held out gracefully - again -offering a dance.
I was thinking (a) I couldn't dance with just any stranger - here and (b) I was crazy because the next thing I knew I was placing my small hand on his and swaying. A slow waltz.
We danced for a while - for quite a long time.
Blur images started to form.
That's when I wake up. I stare at my ceiling. I am on my bed - in my room. Oh..yeah. I try to recall what happened. Right. I was dreaming after all. I ain't wearing any jacket or jeans. I am in my pyjamas.
My thoughts fly back to my dream again. Weird but beautiful, i think. Who was that guy anyway? I didn't catch his name.
"Oh, whatever!" I say in a loud whisper under my blanket. It was a dream! Moreover, who cares? I don't even dance.
I clear my mind and get up from bed. After cleaning myself, I rush downstairs to find my parents at the kitchen. "Morning, Cassie!" Seems like I startle my sleeping dog.
"Hey, honey. How was your date?" Dad asks.
I never seem to get away without a question or two after every date I have. I am surprised I actually never get used to it. "Did he like it?" he continues after a pause.
"Right..the birthday. Erm. Yeah! He loved it," I reply convincingly. I look up to see both pairs of eyes on me.
"Erm, Mum? Can you please pass me the cereal? Thanks," I act nonchalantly, trying to break the awkwardness. I pour the cereal into my bowl of milk and start munching - really loud.
"Well.. I am glad," Mum says after a long silence.
I realise her throwing a quick glance at dad which makes him go, "Well, yeah. Sydney, erm.. Good for you."
"Both your dad and I might have been wrong..of you, and Cedric."
I raise one eyebrow and study their expressions really quick to see if they are joking. Well, not.
Well done, i think.
"Er..thanks! Mum, dad. It's really nice of you," I try not to sound too delighted.
After finishing breakfast, I rush upstairs to grab my bag. I am in a hurry now that I am almost late to meet my friends at the not-so-popular mall near town. It has been quite a while since I last saw them and I am quite excited!
"Bye, Mum! Bye, Dad!" and I am off.
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead]
[please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
**This chapter is based on a dream i had one night. A few changes are made to make it less silly. LOL.
I had a dream. A dream so real I never thought I would have.
I was walking alone at a sidewalk. It was cold and so my arms wrapped around my body. I was wearing my favourite beige winter jacket, a scarf and jeans. I was checking the time on my watch when I heard my name called, "Hey, Sydney!" I turned toward the direction of the sweet, calm voice to see a guy looking at me. I was startled for a moment that I stared at him.
Did he just call me?
His gaze was still on me. Do I know him? I thought.
But then, of course, the more important question should be, How does he know my name?? However, my mind didn't process fast enough for me to say a thing.
His face was unfamiliar. A stranger to me.
I studied his face. Hmm.. His eyebrows are in naturally-perfect shape, his irises are caramel-coloured.. Hair perfectly styled.
Wow.. Impressive.
I suddenly realised that I was almost day-dreaming. I blinked my eyes and shook my head a little to clear my thoughts.
He was still looking.
Then, he got up from the bench he was sitting on and walked toward me.
I didn't move a muscle. I had that strange feeling - which told me I should run.
But, I didn't move. I couldn't. It was like I froze due to a sudden drop in temperature.
Sigh..
He threw a crooked smile when he finally stopped a feet away in front of me.
Wow.. Again. He did look attractive for a moment, since a while ago..
He seemed to glow despite the place being dark.
Then, he said something which sounded like "Hello, I'm..."
I didn't get the next few words because everything seemed to be blur.
I replied his hello and of course, I didn't have to introduce myself.
Before I could ask anything else he held his hand out. I looked at the fair hand and looked up again at him. My head moved up slowly like a machine - or more like the head of a robot. "Err..why?" What a silly question, i thought after a few seconds. Well, he just wanted to shake hands, of course.
He just grinned.
So, I reached for his hand and shook it.
His hand felt so smooth and warm. My body felt as if the ice around it melted instantly.
Two seconds later, I realised we were doing some kind of hand shake.
I followed and almost laughed because I couldn't believe what I was doing at the moment.
Silly..doing a hand shake out of nowhere in the public with a stranger?? How much weirder can it be?
Later he said, "I heard that you can dance."
I frowned and thought how he'd known..
Slow music started playing in the air. I did not know where it was from. I didn't want to.
"Shall we?" He bent forward, left hand at the back and the other held out gracefully - again -offering a dance.
I was thinking (a) I couldn't dance with just any stranger - here and (b) I was crazy because the next thing I knew I was placing my small hand on his and swaying. A slow waltz.
We danced for a while - for quite a long time.
Blur images started to form.
That's when I wake up. I stare at my ceiling. I am on my bed - in my room. Oh..yeah. I try to recall what happened. Right. I was dreaming after all. I ain't wearing any jacket or jeans. I am in my pyjamas.
My thoughts fly back to my dream again. Weird but beautiful, i think. Who was that guy anyway? I didn't catch his name.
"Oh, whatever!" I say in a loud whisper under my blanket. It was a dream! Moreover, who cares? I don't even dance.
I clear my mind and get up from bed. After cleaning myself, I rush downstairs to find my parents at the kitchen. "Morning, Cassie!" Seems like I startle my sleeping dog.
"Hey, honey. How was your date?" Dad asks.
I never seem to get away without a question or two after every date I have. I am surprised I actually never get used to it. "Did he like it?" he continues after a pause.
"Right..the birthday. Erm. Yeah! He loved it," I reply convincingly. I look up to see both pairs of eyes on me.
"Erm, Mum? Can you please pass me the cereal? Thanks," I act nonchalantly, trying to break the awkwardness. I pour the cereal into my bowl of milk and start munching - really loud.
"Well.. I am glad," Mum says after a long silence.
I realise her throwing a quick glance at dad which makes him go, "Well, yeah. Sydney, erm.. Good for you."
"Both your dad and I might have been wrong..of you, and Cedric."
I raise one eyebrow and study their expressions really quick to see if they are joking. Well, not.
Well done, i think.
"Er..thanks! Mum, dad. It's really nice of you," I try not to sound too delighted.
After finishing breakfast, I rush upstairs to grab my bag. I am in a hurry now that I am almost late to meet my friends at the not-so-popular mall near town. It has been quite a while since I last saw them and I am quite excited!
"Bye, Mum! Bye, Dad!" and I am off.
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead]
[please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
**This chapter is based on a dream i had one night. A few changes are made to make it less silly. LOL.
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Sunday, November 23, 2008
Promise (3)
Chapter 2 : Cinderella..Back By Eight?
"So what makes you think I love cheese cake?" Cedric asks while controlling the steering wheel with his left hand. The other - holding my small, fragile hand.
Cedric and I are on our way home - to my home. He is supposed to be sending me back, by eight. Right now, it is a quarter past eight. Obviously my mum will not be glad - and my dad. And my dog. The truth is, mum isn't really fond that I'm going out (or rather, dating - the exact word) with Cedric. Dad too.
Cedric's parent are not too sure either.
When I ask Cedric about this, all he says is, "Don't worry, they'll get over it," confidently. Maybe Cedric's right - I don't have to worry. So, actually, my family knows about Cedrics's family and they know my family as well. How? Open day and Parent-Teacher's Meeting, of course. Plus, it is because we have known each other almost half our lives.
Their conversation went like this the first time they met in school. As far as I can remember..we were juniors in high school. Not very pleasant times, really.
"So, Mrs Applemint, my son, Cedric, talks a lot about your daughter," Mrs Richmen started as soon as Cedric and I introduced our families. "Sydney is indeed very beautiful," she continued and smiled at Cedric.
I shot an embarrassed look at him.
"Well, after all, she's all I got. Your son is one good-looking boy too, you know," my mum replied in a manner so polite I almost couldn't recognised and laughed. We all laughed - not so much for me.
Everything was fine at that time because Cedric and I were just plain, good friends. The fact that both our families opposed our relationship when we were 14 was because (a) I - my family - wasn't up to standard and (b) Cedric was too good for me.
Sigh..
However, I always believe till now that their minds will one day, change.
The reason why we are late now is because we spent nearly 30 minutes hugging..and.. and it's just that, that we forget all about time.
"I read your profile in your blog. I do blog, you know," I reply him sarcastically.
"Haha, one point for Miss Applemint."
"Haha..very funny," and I pull out an 'amused' look. He notices my familiar expression and chuckles.
We reach the front of my house just before half past eight. I get out of his car. My black, brown hair swings in the air as I turn my head to face him who is sitting in his comfortable seat and wave goodbye.
As I am walking to the porch of my home, with my back facing the car, Cedric honks and wishes goodnight - aloud. I quickly make my way to the door and inside my cosy little house before any neighbour looks out of his - or her window.
Guess what? Mum and dad are out. Of course, i think. They would have waited at the door if they were home to see me waving goodbye at my beloved Cedric. "Hey, Cassie," I greet my dog, pat him and feed him. So what I do next is grab some cream crackers and head up to my bedroom facing the street at the first floor and changed into my teddy-printed pyjamas.
Just as I am pulling out my History book from my pile of untouched-since-summer-holiday school books and magazines, my phone rings. I reach for my phone in my bag - on my bed - which is beside my study table. I look to the screen to see Cedric's name.
"How's it going?" the first question pops out as soon as I receive the call.
"It's fine. They're out. Remind me again if we ever, ever get into this situation again. How about you?" I answer while munching my second cracker and swallowing it down my throat.
"Very cool. You know I never have limits,"
Which means, Cedric is free to be anywhere at anytime of the day.
Before I can say anything more, I see two streams of light which brighten the entire dark, quiet street in front of me.
"Er..Cedric, sorry. I have got to go. My parents are back. See you other time! Night," I rush those words in three seconds and manoeuvre my finger to the end-call button before he says anything.
I open my book to the page where I last stopped and read while my mouth is munching away.
"Sydney?" my mum calls from my door which has the poster of my favourite movie - titanic on it.
"Yes?" I reply in a bright tone as I make my way to the door and open it.
"I called the house at eight to check if you were home. And nobody picked it up. Where were you?" she asks, her voice more and more suspicious.
"Oh.." Before I can think of anything else, I shoot out a reason you can call reasonable and acceptable, "Probably, I was too ABSORBED in my homework.." and grin.
"Uh.."
Still grinning.
She scans my room - my study table which now looks utterly messy as though i have been sitting there all day long - and leave.
"2 points for me.." I whisper to myself although mum is no longer upstairs in front of me.
Half an hour later, I am on my bed, dreaming of another day of summer vacation.
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead][please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
**not meant to sound alike (if you think it is) with other stories you known.
"So what makes you think I love cheese cake?" Cedric asks while controlling the steering wheel with his left hand. The other - holding my small, fragile hand.
Cedric and I are on our way home - to my home. He is supposed to be sending me back, by eight. Right now, it is a quarter past eight. Obviously my mum will not be glad - and my dad. And my dog. The truth is, mum isn't really fond that I'm going out (or rather, dating - the exact word) with Cedric. Dad too.
Cedric's parent are not too sure either.
When I ask Cedric about this, all he says is, "Don't worry, they'll get over it," confidently. Maybe Cedric's right - I don't have to worry. So, actually, my family knows about Cedrics's family and they know my family as well. How? Open day and Parent-Teacher's Meeting, of course. Plus, it is because we have known each other almost half our lives.
Their conversation went like this the first time they met in school. As far as I can remember..we were juniors in high school. Not very pleasant times, really.
"So, Mrs Applemint, my son, Cedric, talks a lot about your daughter," Mrs Richmen started as soon as Cedric and I introduced our families. "Sydney is indeed very beautiful," she continued and smiled at Cedric.
I shot an embarrassed look at him.
"Well, after all, she's all I got. Your son is one good-looking boy too, you know," my mum replied in a manner so polite I almost couldn't recognised and laughed. We all laughed - not so much for me.
Everything was fine at that time because Cedric and I were just plain, good friends. The fact that both our families opposed our relationship when we were 14 was because (a) I - my family - wasn't up to standard and (b) Cedric was too good for me.
Sigh..
However, I always believe till now that their minds will one day, change.
The reason why we are late now is because we spent nearly 30 minutes hugging..and.. and it's just that, that we forget all about time.
"I read your profile in your blog. I do blog, you know," I reply him sarcastically.
"Haha, one point for Miss Applemint."
"Haha..very funny," and I pull out an 'amused' look. He notices my familiar expression and chuckles.
We reach the front of my house just before half past eight. I get out of his car. My black, brown hair swings in the air as I turn my head to face him who is sitting in his comfortable seat and wave goodbye.
As I am walking to the porch of my home, with my back facing the car, Cedric honks and wishes goodnight - aloud. I quickly make my way to the door and inside my cosy little house before any neighbour looks out of his - or her window.
Guess what? Mum and dad are out. Of course, i think. They would have waited at the door if they were home to see me waving goodbye at my beloved Cedric. "Hey, Cassie," I greet my dog, pat him and feed him. So what I do next is grab some cream crackers and head up to my bedroom facing the street at the first floor and changed into my teddy-printed pyjamas.
Just as I am pulling out my History book from my pile of untouched-since-summer-holiday school books and magazines, my phone rings. I reach for my phone in my bag - on my bed - which is beside my study table. I look to the screen to see Cedric's name.
"How's it going?" the first question pops out as soon as I receive the call.
"It's fine. They're out. Remind me again if we ever, ever get into this situation again. How about you?" I answer while munching my second cracker and swallowing it down my throat.
"Very cool. You know I never have limits,"
Which means, Cedric is free to be anywhere at anytime of the day.
Before I can say anything more, I see two streams of light which brighten the entire dark, quiet street in front of me.
"Er..Cedric, sorry. I have got to go. My parents are back. See you other time! Night," I rush those words in three seconds and manoeuvre my finger to the end-call button before he says anything.
I open my book to the page where I last stopped and read while my mouth is munching away.
"Sydney?" my mum calls from my door which has the poster of my favourite movie - titanic on it.
"Yes?" I reply in a bright tone as I make my way to the door and open it.
"I called the house at eight to check if you were home. And nobody picked it up. Where were you?" she asks, her voice more and more suspicious.
"Oh.." Before I can think of anything else, I shoot out a reason you can call reasonable and acceptable, "Probably, I was too ABSORBED in my homework.." and grin.
"Uh.."
Still grinning.
She scans my room - my study table which now looks utterly messy as though i have been sitting there all day long - and leave.
"2 points for me.." I whisper to myself although mum is no longer upstairs in front of me.
Half an hour later, I am on my bed, dreaming of another day of summer vacation.
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead][please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
**not meant to sound alike (if you think it is) with other stories you known.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Promise (2)
Chapter 1 : The Best Gift
A year and three months ago..in June
"Hey, Sydney!" Cedric storms from my back, grabs me and throws us both into the water.
"No!!" I shout shockingly as I am lifted from the sand into the..yeah, water. "No! You fool!" I cry out.
Salt water fills my mouth. "Haha. I told you I am dangerous. I am the handsome-and-sexy-yet-dangerous guy on the beach.! Whoa!" Cedric jokes..
I put on an upset face but give a short smile after that. I can't help but to admire him, this Cedric.
I met him in elementary school, well..7 years ago.
We were so small, at the age of ten. However, our love only bloomed 3 years ago.
Cedric said it was because he was getting cuter. But I said,
"No, it's puberty." And he gave me a wink.
He has a pair of thick eyebrows, a rather big pair of eyes, a sharp nose and a dashing pair of lips. His hair is untouched and naturally dark brown with shades of golden. Height? Well, he is about a head taller than me.
Today, we are hanging out at the beach in Collington. It has almost been a tradition for us to come here every summer. I love the sea breeze and the sound of the waves. Cedric doesn't surf. He prefers to be cool, on land. That is why girls - from short to tall, skinny to slim - usually crowd him whenever he is alone.
But, all he will say is, "Sorry, girls. But I am here with my girl.."
Yes, that's me, Sydney Applemint.
I am just an average girl who grows up with my parents' love. We are not poor..but not rich either.
So, right at this moment, I am wet in my pink top and denim shorts. Cedric's madness - plus his Bermuda shorts - makes him more attractive.
We laugh at each other.
Twenty minutes later, at noon, we are dressed up in our casual clothes. Cedric in his favourite Nike T-shirt and jeans. Me in my green tank top and black slacks. We are going to have lunch at 'Green Forest', about a 10-minutes drive from the beach.
'Green Forest' is a tea house that Cedric and I often go to. We started visiting this place since last year. Parties for all sorts of occasions can be held there from day to night.
Today is Cedric's 17th birthday. I have a surprise waiting for him - he has no idea about it and I can't wait!
We then arrive at 'Green Forest' which is located near the woods in Cedric's Porsche. As soon as we get down the car, I blind-fold him with Forever 21 scarf - a birthday present from my dad, Cole, two years ago. I cherish it very much since dad doesn't earn much - to buy me presents for every birthday.
"Wat'cha doing?" Cedric asks.
"Nothing. Just follow me." I reply calmly and guide him through the door of the entrance.
"Happy Birthday!" I wish him aloud right after taking off the blind-fold. "What do you think?" i ask eagerly.
In front of us stood a round table with a round-shaped cheese birthday cake - his favourite.
'Happy Birthday, My Love!' is written on the cake in red. Star decors hang from the ceiling. The floral-printed curtains are down, making the lighted candles at every corner of the room glow romantically. And in the room, there are only both of us.
I have actually arranged this for a couple of weeks. Since I never had a proper celebration for Cedric, I plan to give him the best I can this year. In fact, I used a little bit of my savings. Well, most of it - but I know it's worth it.
"Well?" I ask again. I can see the reflection of the light from the candles in his eyes while they are scanning the room. His blue eyes look green for the first time and his hair is glossier than ever.
"You..made this? For me?" he asks with an unreadable expression, still slightly shocked. His body turns to face me.
"Yeah. Erm, I planned this." I reply and continue, "Don't you like it?"
Suddenly it hits me. I have the sudden panic feeling. Will he like it? I thought. I mean, he is the rich guy who's able to throw parties every night if he wants. How can mine compare to those? My head suddenly feels heavy. I look to the carpeted floor to avoid his gaze, feeling a little bit disappointed.
Then he lifts up my head by my chin and says, "This, ..is the best birthday gift a guy can ever have. I am lucky to have you by my side, Sydney." We are standing face to face so close that I can feel his breath when he speaks. It is also as if I can hear his heart pumping. So close, I feel sincerity.
Touched, tear drops that look like crystals by the glow of the candles fall from Sydney's eyes down her hot, blushing cheeks.
Cedric smiles and gives me a loving hug. His body is warm. His scent is the like scent of nature.
My small hands reach his back and I rest my head on his broad right shoulder.
"I love you." he says gently.
"I love you too.."
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead]
[please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
A year and three months ago..in June
"Hey, Sydney!" Cedric storms from my back, grabs me and throws us both into the water.
"No!!" I shout shockingly as I am lifted from the sand into the..yeah, water. "No! You fool!" I cry out.
Salt water fills my mouth. "Haha. I told you I am dangerous. I am the handsome-and-sexy-yet-dangerous guy on the beach.! Whoa!" Cedric jokes..
I put on an upset face but give a short smile after that. I can't help but to admire him, this Cedric.
I met him in elementary school, well..7 years ago.
We were so small, at the age of ten. However, our love only bloomed 3 years ago.
Cedric said it was because he was getting cuter. But I said,
"No, it's puberty." And he gave me a wink.
He has a pair of thick eyebrows, a rather big pair of eyes, a sharp nose and a dashing pair of lips. His hair is untouched and naturally dark brown with shades of golden. Height? Well, he is about a head taller than me.
Today, we are hanging out at the beach in Collington. It has almost been a tradition for us to come here every summer. I love the sea breeze and the sound of the waves. Cedric doesn't surf. He prefers to be cool, on land. That is why girls - from short to tall, skinny to slim - usually crowd him whenever he is alone.
But, all he will say is, "Sorry, girls. But I am here with my girl.."
Yes, that's me, Sydney Applemint.
I am just an average girl who grows up with my parents' love. We are not poor..but not rich either.
So, right at this moment, I am wet in my pink top and denim shorts. Cedric's madness - plus his Bermuda shorts - makes him more attractive.
We laugh at each other.
Twenty minutes later, at noon, we are dressed up in our casual clothes. Cedric in his favourite Nike T-shirt and jeans. Me in my green tank top and black slacks. We are going to have lunch at 'Green Forest', about a 10-minutes drive from the beach.
'Green Forest' is a tea house that Cedric and I often go to. We started visiting this place since last year. Parties for all sorts of occasions can be held there from day to night.
Today is Cedric's 17th birthday. I have a surprise waiting for him - he has no idea about it and I can't wait!
We then arrive at 'Green Forest' which is located near the woods in Cedric's Porsche. As soon as we get down the car, I blind-fold him with Forever 21 scarf - a birthday present from my dad, Cole, two years ago. I cherish it very much since dad doesn't earn much - to buy me presents for every birthday.
"Wat'cha doing?" Cedric asks.
"Nothing. Just follow me." I reply calmly and guide him through the door of the entrance.
"Happy Birthday!" I wish him aloud right after taking off the blind-fold. "What do you think?" i ask eagerly.
In front of us stood a round table with a round-shaped cheese birthday cake - his favourite.
'Happy Birthday, My Love!' is written on the cake in red. Star decors hang from the ceiling. The floral-printed curtains are down, making the lighted candles at every corner of the room glow romantically. And in the room, there are only both of us.
I have actually arranged this for a couple of weeks. Since I never had a proper celebration for Cedric, I plan to give him the best I can this year. In fact, I used a little bit of my savings. Well, most of it - but I know it's worth it.
"Well?" I ask again. I can see the reflection of the light from the candles in his eyes while they are scanning the room. His blue eyes look green for the first time and his hair is glossier than ever.
"You..made this? For me?" he asks with an unreadable expression, still slightly shocked. His body turns to face me.
"Yeah. Erm, I planned this." I reply and continue, "Don't you like it?"
Suddenly it hits me. I have the sudden panic feeling. Will he like it? I thought. I mean, he is the rich guy who's able to throw parties every night if he wants. How can mine compare to those? My head suddenly feels heavy. I look to the carpeted floor to avoid his gaze, feeling a little bit disappointed.
Then he lifts up my head by my chin and says, "This, ..is the best birthday gift a guy can ever have. I am lucky to have you by my side, Sydney." We are standing face to face so close that I can feel his breath when he speaks. It is also as if I can hear his heart pumping. So close, I feel sincerity.
Touched, tear drops that look like crystals by the glow of the candles fall from Sydney's eyes down her hot, blushing cheeks.
Cedric smiles and gives me a loving hug. His body is warm. His scent is the like scent of nature.
My small hands reach his back and I rest my head on his broad right shoulder.
"I love you." he says gently.
"I love you too.."
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead]
[please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
Promise (1)
Preface : Love Is Like An Unpredictable Journey
The cold wind that blows chills my skin. Somehow, I feel warm in the heart. There is something that I am awaiting..deep at the bottom of my heart.
Summer passes, autumn arrives. I too arrive at the familiar cold and abandoned road which is long and narrow.
Along the road are trees..maple trees.
Leaves in the shade of gold fall..flying miles away, making the road seems never-ending.
It is also an unpredictable journey..
I have come a long way. Since the day he left me, I become stronger everyday. It is the promise that keeps me from falling.
I believe that one day..he will come back.
*never thought that it will be this way..
the feeling with you still seems like yesterday..
will we make our way through this..
i wonder...*
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead]
[please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
The cold wind that blows chills my skin. Somehow, I feel warm in the heart. There is something that I am awaiting..deep at the bottom of my heart.
Summer passes, autumn arrives. I too arrive at the familiar cold and abandoned road which is long and narrow.
Along the road are trees..maple trees.
Leaves in the shade of gold fall..flying miles away, making the road seems never-ending.
It is also an unpredictable journey..
I have come a long way. Since the day he left me, I become stronger everyday. It is the promise that keeps me from falling.
I believe that one day..he will come back.
*never thought that it will be this way..
the feeling with you still seems like yesterday..
will we make our way through this..
i wonder...*
[this story is fictional and it has nothing to do with the living or the dead]
[please be noted that places mentioned are meant to be fictional]
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