the experiences of a teenager…… as in me

this whole week no add maths class… teacher dunno go where adi… missed a lot and getting behind lor….

these classmates of mine pulak gila gila happy, wednesday and thursday get two and a half hours of pj…… crazy….even s2 people come and join when their bio teacher oso mia, missing in action.

i pulak sleep in class, nothing beta to do, if not sleep means do some hwork, linger around in the skul compound with friends who is not that football sick…. mayb get to do some unfinished business….

i hate wasting time like this lo…

nowadays i pj oso nvr go adi, wanna finish hwork so tht at home got free time to rest more or do other hwork, funny rite? can have so darn much hwork in one single week….

now exams coming teachers wanna go beyond the exam subjects while we still not yet get understand the things fully… haiz… whats the rush, teachers?? sabar la kita sedang blur ni!!!!!!!  ish ish ish

nowadays two of my frens getting like mental fight lo…. cannot name them…..

i really side one of them, now starting to understand the effects of immaturity on others…. im really disappointed on the other friend.. the immature wan…..

last time tot he true fren, say dun wanna bstab the other.. i told him never to tell something he go tell pulak… then dun wanna say its wrong, still defiant that he adi ‘mengkhianat’ me… he just dun understand… see people for looks wont work, my friend, i hope i can still call u tht….

haiz dunno whether wanna sort this mess or just let it sort itself…. beta just stay out of trouble rite?…mmg lar…… but still wanna predict the ending….

i hope the ending adi happened, so tht no more of this mess keep going on… and i can see whether i guessed rite….

THIS STUPID MESS END LAR!!!!!!!!!

now have sleep pulak, 2mrw or rathe afterwards got bio….. 2 am d

yawn……

for those who are supposed and want to know, the edward is my blog posts none other than the jellyman khor teong eng…means now u no that he is not very good in judging whether something is a joke or serious matter AND has someone in his heart(actually a lot la)… so, tja, beware!!!!

ahhhhh……

i remember the older times when we were just kids…. no need to worry about anithing, all we have to do is eat and sleep….

some would say it was boring but some would say that it was the best moments of their life…

now we stand where we are in life. we stand and our position never stable….. we have to strive for what is ours….. we cannot have anithing for granted animore….

at this time, immaturity is a factor, a factor of failure… so, immaturity is not good….. but failure is not 100% bad…. if u are matured enuf to understand……

can a failure today let others brand u as a baby, or a kid??

i am sure immaturity can… but not failure….. failure, in aims, in projects, even in relationship has a lot of factors…. immaturity only plays a part….

maturity is something that we gain as we walk thru the path of life….. it is never too late to become mature, at least in the olden days where people say things face to face…. now maturity seems to be the factor…. to be mature enuf to think about everything in front will certainly play a huge part in our life now, especially in this urban world, where minds play games, where people meddle with other’s minds, a stupid thing to do… where relationships can go sour in just one day…..

relationships is a matter of trust between two people… dont u agree?? love needs trust, friendships need trust, bosses need to trust their employees… dont they??

two doves of a blooming relatonship can be separated by just the mere factor of immaturity of one single dove…. and the other dove will be in deep misery when the relationship wilts… while the immature one willl be defiant, and not admit mistakes….

friends… u noe who u are… u noe who im refering to…

which dove do you think needs the cure from this?? the immatured but still defiant one… or the one who has his love never wavered… but unappreciated…. just becuz of another dove, a dove that is not even supposed to exist in this lovely story…..

id rather think that it will be the one that is in deep misery… that is my true friend….

edward….                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

he was out of control,

he was fuming mad,

yet he stood, silenced,

not by then but by him.                                                             

                         

a punch,

better a malicious kick,

maybe a volley of both,

but he stood…. still.                                                                

             

slapped with insults,

dishonoured ‘honourably’,

defamed ‘famously’,

yet, he stood….. still.                                                             

                                       

he calmly seeked the truth in those words,

he failed.                                                                                  

             

he peeked for faults of his origin,

he was unsuccessful.                                                                

                  

he stared into their eyes,

a blaze erupted,

in his heart.                                                                            

                           

what has happened????, he demanded,

what has happened to them????

did devils come??

or did devils take form??                                                          

                                       

where was rationale??

where was ‘think first before you say it’??

what happened to politeness??

what happened to ‘manners’??                                                    

                                              

do those words carry meaning?

can those phrases can even be spoken of??

they sure dont cure,

nor do they relieve,

yet, they were said.                                                                

                                       

why??

a simple question,

a complex answer.                                                                   

                               

why??

a child,

turned a teenager,

surrounded by teenagers.                                                       

                                    

can he retaliate??

or should he remain??                                                                

                         

will he ever join??

or will he be seperated??                                                          

                              

does he want popularity??

or does he prefer quietness??                                                    

                                       

it was only adolescence,

it was only teenage life,

it was only a hoax,

or was is a hoax too much??                                                       

                                           

he stood there, silenced,

he made a decision,

he chose neither popularity or demand quiteness,

for he chose a virtue,

a virtue of life.                                                                         

                           

edward… you have to learn form this man…

learn to listen to valuable and meaningful things, not be so upset listening to stupid jokes….. in teenage life….

a special request from edward…..

                                                                                                               

A word from Edward-

   

A fine work of God,

comparable only to the stars above,

Others maidens triumph in none but one,

that is… imperfection.

                                                                                                                     

Between damsels and ladies,

Among princesses and queens,

She outshines them all.

                                                                                                                              

Be the rich of the poor,

Be the stressed or the relaxed,

Her laughter brings joy to all.

                                                                                                                                    

Her complexion makes snow grey,

her brightness makes intellectuals pray,

her beauty puts shame on others,

yet none of these matters.

                                                                                                                                                

Politeness that makes the gentlemen rude,

Gentleness that makes the ladies harsh,

Personality beyond comparison,

and these essential parts of humanity

all but her lack.

                                                                                                                                                

These concrete and abstract aspects,

create a very strong feeling,

What it means, I know of,

but what defines it, defeats me.

                                                                                                                                                    

No words can express what I feel,

No action can show that its real,

Yet it is there,

Unmixed, unsilenced, untouchable,

warm, soothing and comforting.

                                                                                                                                                                  

I , love you.

                                                                                                                                                            

A word from Edward…..

a word to the one and only…

 

Talented Joyful Aspiring……..

scrabbling