'96. I love books, music and Justin Bieber. May the odds be ever in your favor. x

20101227 @ Monday, December 27, 2010
Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t wanna
talk to anyone? Like, you don’t want to smile and you
don’t want to pretend being content, but you don’t
know what’s wrong either?
Monday, December 27, 2010
In 2010 Kesha told us who we are, Enrique Iglesias told us what he likes, Nicki Minaj told us to check it out, Mike Posner asked us not to go, Nelly said it was just a dream, Rihanna claims she doesnt know her name, and Pink told us to raise our glass
The amount increases.....
Monday, December 27, 2010
Getting more and more emotionless day by day......
20101226 @ Sunday, December 26, 2010
"The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it in your pocket" -MiaMo (c)
I'ts different this year.
20101225 @ Saturday, December 25, 2010


Christmas...it used to be such a tradition. But I guess traditions change as people change as the clock keeps ticking. Sad really. This christmas it took a toll on us all. The first christmas without Grandma and BJ.
The world is turning and time keeps lingering on
20101221 @ Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Walking Dead
20101219 @ Sunday, December 19, 2010
I don't get it....
I don't get girls to be precise. Well most of em anyway.
So dramatic.
Holidays.....hmmmm.....well I've been the walking dead for about a month now....
Emotionless......not to say totally emotionless but about 80 percent of my 'emotions' are artificial.
Live with it, people.
Just not in the mood to be... ME.

I have to go. Today's the last performance. at Subang Parade, 7.30pm. Come watch!
Movies In Minutes - Facebook The Movie
20101216 @ Thursday, December 16, 2010
Word of the Day - Bromance
20101215 @ Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Hello Again
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
 Hello again, it's you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Tryin' to solve life's mysteries
How's your life? It's been a while
God it's good to see you smile
You wanna make a memory?
You wanna steal a piece of time?
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple lines
Word of the Day - Pwned .
20101214 @ Tuesday, December 14, 2010



.....for those who don't know the meaning of me favourite word..... :D
A message to all haters......
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
20101213 @ Monday, December 13, 2010
I'm begging you to hear my cry, and help me get through this.....but...but....
Can you even hear me?!
Monday, December 13, 2010
When you have come to the edge Of all light that you know And are about to drop off into the darkness Of the unknown, Faith is knowing One of two things will happen: There will be something solid to stand on or You will be taught to fly”
Begin Again
Monday, December 13, 2010
The most sacred place dwells within our heart, where dreams are born and secrets sleep, a mystical refuge of darkness and light, fear and conquest, adventure and discovery, challenge and transformation. Our heart speaks for our soul every moment while we are alive. Listen... as the whispering beat repeats: be...gin, be...gin, be...gin. It's really that simple. Just begin... again.
Royce Addington
Monday, December 13, 2010
Words cannot express the pain I’ve went through. You get to the point where nothing matters. You just wanna leave be with them. I’m sorry for the deaths of your loved ones. I do share your hurt though.
A Little Piece Of Miracles
Monday, December 13, 2010
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully.Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter.  

That did it! 'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he said without waiting for a reply to his question. 'Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. 'He's really, really sick ... and I want to buy a miracle.' 'I beg your pardon?' said the pharmacist. 'His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?'  'We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little. 'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.' 

The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a miracle does your brother need?'  ' I don't know,' Tess replied with her eyes welling up. 'I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.' 'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago . 'One dollar and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audibly. 'And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.  

''Well, what a coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents - the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.' He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said 'Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need.' That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.  'That surgery,' her Mom whispered. 'was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?' Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost ... one dollar and eleven cents ... plus the faith of a little child.

Source :  Sofea Ghani
Monday, December 13, 2010
you don't have to have money,
To make it in this world
You don't have to be skinny baby,
If you wanna be my girl.
Oh you just got be happy
But sometimes that's hard
So just remember to smile, smile, smile
and that's a good enough start
la dépression
20101212 @ Sunday, December 12, 2010
Everyone's depressed lately.....
It's kinda scary in a way....and yet quite comforting....
I know how it feels like to lose someone you love....
...
It's hard.
I know.......

~~~~~

I look at my family....everyone seems to have moved on since you left.....everyone except grandad and me.
At night I sit on my bed, look out the window and cry. Then I reread all the letter I wrote to you since you left. I try to accept the fact that your gone. It's hard, you know.
It's as if everyone's forgotten you.....almost everyone.
I guess they just moved on.....
It was 8.30am on my birthday that you finally stopped fighting.....
I was asleep without a clue that you'd be gone when I woke up.

Then boom.....Mom woke me up and said.....that....you left. It didnt hit me till 10minutes later.

I guess you knew, didn't you? That you had to go....yet you wanted to see me turn 14, but that morning Mom said you slept peacefully....even the nurse said so. You left us peacefully...but why did you have to leave me behind?

Today.......marks the day that Alex left Nick and me. Alex...she was well, Alex. She was depressed....and her family wasn't a happy one. She took her own life.....We were the first to find out. Next to her were 5 letters....one for me, one for Nick, one for Henry, one for Titanium, and one for both her parents.
The letter she wrote for me was sad....6 pages of truth from a tortured soul. put me to tears....
It's been a year....yet it still feels as though it was yesterday that the 4 of us were sitting on that abandoned bridge above the stream eating french fries and laughing our heads off. Snapping goofy pictures. But that peaceful look on your face when we saw you. It was unforgettable.......

BJ : You left me too.....WHY?? You were an awesome guy.....always happy and cheerful....Why'd you take away ur own life last week??? You helped get through the funeral....and the memorial. YOU..yes YOU were my shoulder to cry on.

I miss you guys so much.

Henry, one of my top best friends......is in a coma. Nick told me. Nick had flew him down here.....from NZ. Went to see him in hosp yesterday....looked into the window and saw him there, eyes closed, heart rate slow.....he looked so hurt and sad....I couldn't bring myself to touch the door handle....I just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry......Henry, get well soon...I need you.

Okay yeah.....Jon? We gotta postpone it yeah........stuck in Ipoh.
I've been writting letters to Grandma....since the day of her funeral. Letters that mean so much, that would never get sent. So i bought a pretty gift box and put em inside and hid it. teehee.

This is a long post, i know. but well it's a blog aint it?

People keep saying "cheer up", "she's / they're in a better place", "you'll meet them someday", "they're always in your heart"

But it doesnt make the hurt go away......
I'm sorry. but thanks.

Well, I would like to write mre.....but I got to go....Leaving Ipoh early tmrw morning and heading back to KL for church.
Good Night!


Mia ; depressed
20101211 @ Saturday, December 11, 2010
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell....