Archive | December, 2011

Christmas Eve

23 Dec

Christmas eve is one of the best night ever. The countdown to Christmas is always a very grand celebration with fireworks and spray snow and all that. People cheer and wear Christmas hats and outfits. The street will be filled with people. They sing songs, make street performances, and blow bubbles. It won’t snow but the atmosphere will be very great. After you’ve seen almost six sentences I wrote, it’s what happened at the streets of Bukit Bintang, KL, when I’m almost 6 years old.

And why I’m still here, typing this blog post and not go have fun? Right. Since many years ago, my Christmas eve is at home, doing nothing, or maybe surf the web. #foreveralone.jpg *Rolls Eyes*  Nevertheless, I don’t even care about Christmas eve many years ago.

Three years ago, I spent Christmas eve at my cousin’s home. You would think that I had a great time, a magnificent time, right? But the truth isn’t that. You would see me crying. It’s the worst day of my life. I don’t want to live here, I thought every night since that incident*. I don’t want to be looked down, I don’t want to depend on them! I was quite young that time, so I don’t have the courage to tell my mum that.

Well, I don’t want to talk further about that. So forgive me. I don’t receive presents from Santa Claus or anyone every year. I’m fine with that. But I really hope that I can have a great Christmas Eve this year.

🙂 Gdnite.

Neighbourhood Cats

22 Dec

Cats. Adorable animals. Most of my childhood times were spent with them (with my sista). But, they were lorong cats (literally called stray cats). This story is divided into two parts. The first part is about the former neighbour of ours, a malay lady, alias cat woman. The next part is about lorong cats.

Malay Lady (alias Cat Woman)

That time, our neighbour was a Malay lady, with highlights of some brown hair at the front of her head. Her original hair colour was black, and there’s some sign of ageing white hair.  Afar, it looks like her hair was multi-colour. She wore loose purple sarong every time we saw her. That Malay lady also had a white Volkswagen Beetle.

Here comes the point, her house is like an animal shelter. Oh my, look at the cats at her house! I can say there’s at least 10 of them. The cats can freely go out at dawn and come back at dusk. They do not fear her at all. She feed them food daily. We always watched her from the pagar (fence) of our house, looking down at her cats. Our house is somewhat higher than that lady’s house.

In my memory, she seldom talk. I don’t remember she talked to us before, nor we talked to her.  Sometimes, our badminton shuttlecock will accidentally fell to her courtyard. We don’t have the courage to ask the lady to give us back, so we let it like that. But the next day, the shuttlecock was at the outside of her gate. I got it easily, but I never thanked her. I just quietly respect her in my heart.

[My sister recalled that the Malay lady once asked us a question with a  smiling face. “Want to play with the cats?” I never remembered that but my sister insisted that she truly said that. ]

Years passed, she moved away. We never knew where she lived now. There’s no sign of her. She disappeared. The cats once lived at her house left. But my father said she lived down the street, houses away from us. I don’t believe it, because her beetle wasn’t around.  Wherever you are now, Cat woman, I want to say thank you, and I miss you dearly.

Lorong Cats

There’s a small alley at the back of our house. We locals call them lorong. When you’re at our lorong, you’ll be amazed at one sight – they’re cats everywhere! (At least in the past, but not now) Cute ones, fat ones, kittens…  At there, we’ve grown fond of three cats: Assassination, Blackie and Ginger.

Assassination was our most favourite. It was somewhat an average aged cat that time. He’s (or so) a brown cat, a mixed breed. (Ok, all stray cats were mixed right??) We like him, and he’s also fond of us. We feed him with meat from mum’s dishes we can find, always with bits of chicken or pork.  Although he’s a stray, we’ve also created history by luring him into our house’s living room. But when inside, it gone nervous and started darting at one spot. My sister quickly let it out.

Blackie was a normal black cat but it’s quite energetic. He love to pick on other cats, a cat that stir up many troubles. All the cats weren’t  his opponent because he always won those fights. He once slept at the topmost of our staircase at the back door, which I found it in one morning. When I opened the door, he din’t seem to be awake. The sun shine at his black fur, which glowed in the morning sun.

Ginger was the quiet one. It has golden fur. He’s fat cause’ he loves to eat. Eat. Eat. EATT. Can’t say more about him because I really don’t see him a lot. He loves to hide, a very mysterious one. But of course sometimes I saw him, but he’s with another cat. (!!) Not so sure. 😉

One day, we had a big plan. The plan was using a long fishing line with a rubber tied at the end of it to lure the cats to come up our ten-step staircase. “Get set, GOO!” My sister yelled and she threw the fishing line out of the back door to the lorong. There were  few cats there. One was attracted by it. We swung the fishing line in circles, and the cat also followed it, playing with the rubber attached with it. Slowly, we lead it up to the staircase, and the cat haven’t noticed it had fallen to our “trap”. And up one step by the time, the cat finally reached us in close sight [the tenth step, or the final metal board]! And there it was, eyeing us with bulged eyes. It was soo cute!! I recall it was a playful white cat, with some black spots at it’s face. Mission succeeded.

One night,  I opened the back door and was amazed to find almost 17 cats gathered there. Three kittens at the staircase. They eyed me with glowing green eyes. About 10 adult cats at the scattered around the alley. I was like… 0.0 wah why tonight so many cats here de. I thought about it all night and soon drifted of to sleep.

Assassination, Blackie and Ginger disappeared. But sometimes I saw Assassination, now a very old cat. He forgotten me. But I’m always happy to see him. The old ones were gone, but of course new ones came! Cats from everywhere, a few streets away. Now, the cats were no longer hanging around directly at the lorong back of our house. They usually gather further up of the lorong. But once in a blue one or two cats will pass by our house, which always caught my attention. LOL 🙂

LOVE YOU KITTIES FOREVER ❤

Will tell you guys the story about a dog next time. It’s a real tragedy. Time to sign off.

-P

Reading

20 Dec

When people asks about my hobby, I will not hesitate  and say – reading. Of course almost half of the population in earth sees their first hobby as reading, but my love for reading cannot be described with words.

It’s the holidays now and I seem to find it pretty boring. No outings, no vacations due to the bad weather. Uhh! And what I do is of course – reading.  Ok lah I admit I also love to surf the web a lot (much to my mum’s dismay).

But reading is not limited to time or place.  I can read anywhere, even in the car or public transportation. I don’t have motion sickness (used Google translate wtf), but I do find it very dizzy all the time. When I’m hooked on a book or story, I don’t  even care the time. No one can disturb me when I’m doing something intensively.

Reading is the reason why I love to write  too. It’s not that I love to brag that my writing skills is good, but at least I can write. But sometimes it’s very hard since I’m not that good, and I can’t find words to describe it. And yes, I’m currently writing my first long story in English.

I’ve read a couple of books during the hols, and Twilight Breaking Dawn is one of them. It‘s the last book of the whole series, and yes it’s also when Bella’s pregnant. But I find it quite boring, since the story line is very “calm”. (I heard there’s some action in the adapted movie) In my opinion, the climax is at the end of the story, when the almost all the vampire coven were at the Cullens’ side, facing the Volturi coven. It triggered me when suddenly new characters popped out, which were brought by Alice.

My sister’s been applying for colleges and (I think) she found a book about college essays for admission.  Those were real essays, written by people. I’m somewhat interested in those who got accepted by Harvard, so I read those people’s essays first. There’re about 3 or 4 essays only.(Of course it’s not easy to get accepted by Harvard) I’m particularly interested in one of the essay, which gave me the impression of “Like this also got accepted by Harvard”. Of course I’m just a kid and I cannot judge Harvard’s standard. But I mean it’s just a common essay everyone can write and also his SAT scores is not that brilliant.

I’ve also read duzhe and qingnianwenzhai (青年文摘). It’s magazines about beautiful articles about people, scenery, moral values, literature, perspectives, stories and more. Articles were adapted from newspapers, the web or books. I’ve even begged my sister to find these books and bring back for me to read. Overall, it’s the best magazines (and the cheapest) I’ve ever read. These magazines publish two times per month, and it’s only RM2 per issue.

A book is the most effective weapon against intolerance and ignorance.

——Lyndon Baines Johnson