Saturday 25 July 2009

We are parting.

The trial exams had already started. I guess I would spend most of my time cracking myself up with all the studying I HAVE TO do from now on till the last day of O's. So I guess it's "adios~" for now until, someday, in this near future (maybe in a week or so... Could be months too O.O... depends la~ Haha), when I find something worth blogging about. So " tata" bloggy. see you soon hopefully. Don't grow too much mould or spiderwebs o, cause I don't wanna clean u up xD

haha. Good luck to everyone else out there who will be having their exams. Good bye!

Your faithful,
blogger 581.

Saturday 18 July 2009

The Blue Ribbon

I've seen this mail a few times before
And i thought it was just for "hibur"
Never have i thought that it meant so much more
For the million of children who died before four.

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Excuse me for this once, for lifting the following from a chain-mail.
I just had too as it seriously made my heart sank
(especially the last paragraph!)
and i hope it lessens the evil in you!

Prepare for a chill down your spine.

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My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see.

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I must be stupid,
I must be bad,
what else could have made
my daddy so mad?

I wish I were better,
I wish I weren't ugly,
then maybe my Mommy
would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all,
I can't do a wrong
or else I'm locked up
all the day long.

When I awake
I'm all alone
the house is dark
my folks aren't home.

When my Mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
so maybe I'll get
just one whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
my daddy is back
from Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse
my name he calls
I press myself
against the wall.

I try and hide
from his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping
he shouts ugly words,
he says its my fault
that he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me
and yells at me more,
I finally get free
and I run for the door.

He's already locked it
and I start to bawl,
he takes me and throws me
against the hard wall.

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I fall to the floor
with my bones nearly broken,
and my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken.

'I'm sorry!' I scream
but its now much too late
his face has been twisted
into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain
again and again
oh please God, have mercy!
oh please let it end!

And he finally stops
and heads for the door,
while I lay there motionless
sprawled on the floor.

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My name is Sarah
and I am but three,
tonight my daddy
murdered me...
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There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. And you can help.

It sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, because you would have to be one heartless person to not be affected by this email. And because you are affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society , and pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon Against Child Abuse because, as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life.


P.S. Do not make this into a cursed chain-letter. The previous ones i received were cursed saying, Sarah will come after u if u do not pass it on. Puh-lease~it's a good thing spreading this to make people realize, not to scare them off! ok?

Love,

581

Tuesday 7 July 2009

The old days

I miss the long boring ride to Miri.
I miss the silly jokes we used to tell.
I miss the late night talks.
I miss you~
Don't kill me xD
Can't help it.
Never been apart for so long before since birth... So just let me!
haha... i know... I'm talking to myself again.

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X)
mind the lousy resolution

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Random: I lovePRETTY-but-CREEPY-looking porcelain dolls.
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Pretty!
"U can stare at me when I'm in bed... I don mind... Just don't talk to me... hahahaha!"
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Thursday 2 July 2009

Music

It's gonna be a short post.

REAL SHORT!

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How i wish I had the chance to "touch" music at that age~

End.

Yours truly,
581 x)