a great writer

By Sherry, March 31, 2008 9:59 am

here’s something for all those aspiring journalists:-

There was once a young man who, in his youth, professed a desire to become a “great” writer.
When asked to define “great” he said “I want to write stuff that the whole world will read, stuff that people will react to on a truly emotional level, stuff that will make them scream, cry, wail, howl in pain, desperation, and anger!”
He now works for Microsoft writing error messages.
moral: DON’T end up like this. unless you get paid a lot.


skipping classes? no fear! here’s an easy guide to become a hard hitting journalist!

okay. lame update.
but hey, it’s better than nothing right? =D
gonna go take a nap now.
miss me ^___^

Being Me

By Sherry, March 29, 2008 9:11 am
i’ve been tagged!!!!!
by both ade n mel…

(i’ve actually also been tagged by sam some time ago - but i gave up doing his cz it was just to long.. sowee!)
since this is much MUCH shorter, i guess i’ll take a shot at it..

INSTRUCTIONS:
Remove one question from below, add in your own (personal), to make a total of 20.

1. At what age do you wish to be married?
*blank look* married????! i’m only nineteeeeeeeennnnnn!!!!!!!
but if i really have to think about it seriously, i’d guess about erm.. 26-30? cz studying would take up another 2 years for a degree.. and then i’d have give myself time to adapt or maybe go travelling before i really really settle down.. and IF i find my soul mate of course.. can’t get married without Mr.Right huh?

2. What is the best thing that happened this year?
knowing i have awesome friends to pull me through the year!

3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?

i wanna go to France. i don’t know why. i’ve jz had this dream ever since i was young about picturesque cafe’s, gorgeous wine valleys and blue skies and of course, shopping sprees in Paris!

4. If you can have one dream come true, what would it be?
i’d guess i have to say that at the end of it all, i’ve gotta be able to live with myself. not literally - cz that would be super freaky, but i just want to be happy and contented. so yeah.

5. Do you believe you can survive without money?
honestly, no. not for long anyway. and like a friend of mine so aptly puts it “money isn’t everything, but it keeps us alive” (ade, 2008) >.<

6. What are you afraid to lose the most?
my self respect. my family. my friends.

7. If you win $1 million, what would you do?

i’d donate 250k to charity - probably to UN or something for those poor kids starving (i’m serious). probably about 200k for my own studies overseas, jz to lift my dad’s burden. 100k to treat my family and friends - maybe to a well-deserved holiday somewhere. 50k for shopping and the rest to be invested. i may be a little self-centred, but hey, i’ve never pretended to be an angel…

8. If you meet someone that you love, will you confess to him/her?
i guess i will… eventually…

i’m amazingly gutless when it comes to this sort of thing…

9. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.

Ade: she’s a total nutcase, but extremely likable (fortunately or unfortunately depending on your point of view), always there if you need help - both emotionally and physically (guys who bully me: beware!!!), and finally, i just love her =)
Mel: extremely amusing, lovable and darn cute. oh yeah, she’s good for shopping excursions too..

10. What requirement you wish from your other half?
taller than me! (if you know my actual height, you would find that this isn’t difficult to accomplish); loyal - cz if u were my half, i’d trust you completely and i don’t want to be betrayed; chemistry - the thing that connects us both; and of course, love. for obvious reasons.

11. What kind of person you hate the most?
backstabbers, snobs and despo ppl who need a life. i’ve seen too many. ugh!

12. If you are give the chance to go back into the past and make a difference, will you?
i don’t know. i want to - just so i can full appreciate what i’ve lost/will lose (ergh! whatever.. timelines give me a headache). but yet, if i change the past, will i still be who i am today?

13. What is your most embarrassing moment in your life?
er.. too embarressed to talk about it here =/ sry…
14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?

♥ love is what makes the world go round ♥

15. If there’s ever a war (or something similar) happening in your place, are you gonna move to a safer place or hide?
hide duh.. not that i’m a chicken *ahem ahem*.. v>
but what will i do in the battefield? become bait?
no thanks!

16. If you have the chance, which part of your character will you like to change?
have more discipline and stop being such a lazy bum? imagine all the stuff i could’ve done if i didn’t lay around all day watching cartoons and eating donuts…

17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?
i’d rather not mention any names. but you know who you are ♥

18. What’s your weakest point?

i’m easily distracted. by anything. really…

19. Whats the thing that you’re most proud of?
my enormous ability to love myself for the way i am.

20. What is the one thing you regret most?

not saying sorry when it mattered

i tag: Jo-Lyn, Kristine, Teck Weng and whoever else that happens to read this! ha!

living past another day.

By Sherry, March 26, 2008 8:08 pm
firstly. jz a random picture that i really heart ♥

you see the plainest one? yeah.. that’s me. pure and innocent >.<

presentation on monday was ok. but i felt really bad cz i forgot my lines and had to improvise right there on the spot. haihz. i’m sorry u guys. but your performance was great… though i don’t know why ms.aparna so perasan abt sue’s character. lol. anyways, yeah.. donkey’s performance really hit the spot and i think you were the crowd favorite =)

self-named king kong and donkey

aha! i caught you.. you.. you poser!!!

a rare pic with suemay. she nt very camwhorish with me =(

ms.jo-lyn who keeps insisting that she’s twice my size.. do u really believe her??

mo ^^

Gg.. i took so many pictures with her, and this is the only one she liked.
maybe because i look stupid? ==’ jk =D

darling joanne. how come her teeth so even wan???
haihz.. i’m still hving my vampirish teeth.. grrr..

wan ‘observe’. still can’t help laughing. sry xD

wtf. i look like some mean hot librarian

in case you were wondering, this was us spending 3 hour break in the media hub. ’studying’

random poser picture of me.
just because.
it’s ok. i KNOW you love me=P

awww.. i turn myself on. >.<
WARNING:
NEXT PICTURE MAY CAUSE SEVERE PUKING/SUDDEN HEART ATTACK

pretty mah?

and on that day, i realised that there are actually still some decent people in this super corrupted country. after months of being conned by useless arseholes who wanted charge 20 bucks for a 15 mins distance plus blardy rude (stfu!) taxi drivers, i met this guy:-

he’s a buddhist indian, who’s retired, has 2 christian sons who’s a lecturer and a pilot. and his eldest son just got married recently. and his wife died when his eldest son was 12. poor thing =( and he works as a taxi driver just to pass the time =/. he earns about 2k a month driving taxi for half a day. haha.. anything else i left out?

anyway, it was a stroke of luck as he didn’t charge me much. heck, we even talked abt how spoilt kids are nowadays! haha.. he even took out his family photo album to show me his sons. he’s like super proud of them. and honestly, who wouldn’t be? lecturer with phd and pilot for mas wor.. each also earn abt 10k.. sure proud right? he kept telling me that i should
concentrate on my studies. and its a good thing i don’t study business. haha. apparently he prejudiced towards business degree holders. dunno why >.<

owh, i’m getting sidetracked. anywayz, my point is that its just nice to know that there are still decent people amidst all this corruption who still helps just because its the right thing to do. honestly, the concept of ‘morally right’ has all but vanished. i mean, look at the increase in abduction cases alone! what kind of mentally retarded people are these?? i hope they burn in hell. seriously.

and in case you were wondering why i got so hyped about this issue suddenly, its because i just found out that a friend of mine was robbed, almost had her brother kidnapped and hurt, just because the f*ckers had nothing better to do on a tuesday AFTERNOON - in broad daylight. thank god a neighbour happened to pass by. i would hate to know what might’ve happened. what is the world coming to??? some material possessions were taken but what matters is that the poor girl is still in shock. and answer honestly, wouldn’t you be? if some maniac wielding a parang broke into your house while you were alone (or in her case with her 5 year old brother)? honestly, wht kind of psyco are you to inflict this kind of damage to one’s soul?? arrgggh..

happiness is all a state of mind

i’m feeling a little depressed and energy-less (is there such word?). and its maddening to not be able to think straight. god knows how much i was struggling in class to pay attention and actually absorb something from my tutorials… arrgghh..

just came back from pyramid where someone was sweet enough to tolerate my undecisiveness in shopping for my sis’s bday. walked like 2 hours before finally settling for something. and i was so sorely tempted to buy this cute music thingy.. and some ppl apparently gets high from the pink panther song. i’m sorry it took so long, and i’m sorry i couldn’t be better company. i don’t know what is wrong with me today. but you know wht? thanks =) i know you really did regret allowing me to go pyramid. and i knew you wanted to go home to sleep. so i want you to know that i really really appreciate it.. drink more water, and get more sleep. get well soon. don’t be like me, 1 week already and i’m still hving headaches -.- . maybe i need more ice creams? or donuts work too… =P

i feel like i wanna die and go to heaven…
to soar in the open sky with the wind in my hair…
to have the pounding in my head disappear…
to feel weightless and free.

i’m not happy and that is not ok. especially when i don’t know why i’m sad.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn’t seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence–deathly silence.

The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away–no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

Moral of the story:
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice…it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.

i’m trying my best. but i keep failing. maybe i’ll be better tomorrow…
after all, a girl’s got to have something to take her through the next day right?
crap.. its 4.09pm. i’m late for my appointment in heaven.

~sometimes its easier to just not know

its 4.25am on a monday morning

By Sherry, March 23, 2008 5:52 pm
friday was.. hmm.. hectic? the stupid fever came back and was trying valiantly to make my head spin with every breath i took. thankfully, it didn’t succeed, though i hade to go vomit a few times to clear my head. and honestly, lunch was a disaster. i was positively nauseous with the idea of eating anything. much less the wantan mee the girls were having. honestly, it tastes like.. yuck! trust me, it ain’t nice =)

i’m not sure when was this.. but tht day wan said i look hot! *awww*

after class ended at 12, we went for lunch and then to the media hub cz we were supposed to be ‘discussing’ our Journalism presentation for monday. somehow, everyone ended up doing their own work for abt 2 hours - rushing to complete the precis draft deadline. and bothering ms.natasha’s class every few minutes.. ahaha

the initial ‘discussion’. i think wan downloading something.. >.<

and what we’re we doing?


donkey and the course outline we were SUPPOSED to be studying..

~sherrymint and sharonnie~

sherry & dOnkey

us. discussing xP


but we finally got to work! haha.. but the idea is still shitty though..

i sincerely hope we get throught this tmr. haihz. at least once its over we can sit back and watch the others right? arrggghh! i know i should be fast asleep right now. and u guys are gonna kill me if i can’t think tmr morning. haha.. but it isn’t my fault!

here’s the story:

i woke up at 1pm (cz some idiot couldn’t sleep last night and decided to call me until 6am). headed downstairs for lunch - my mum’s famous mee soup! and was watching tv when jon called. went something like this:

jon: sherry, jon here.
me: i noe. whats up?
jon: oh good, you’re awake
wtf.. ?
jon: me and joewin going starbucks to study. i think adr n ramesh joining also. wanna come?
wtf.. study?? jon??? joe win??? am i in an alternate reality or something??!
me: wait i ask my mum. but i grounded la.. dunno can or not.. wait ya..

*go kitchen*

me: mi, jon asking if i can teman them go study in starbucks. adrian joining also…
mum: sure, what time you coming back?
me: er.. 10 like dat kua..
mum: ok. have fun
ok.. seriously, wtf??? i wan go mamak for 30 mins also cannot, and she’s letting me go dunno which starbucks to chill for 6 hours??

*so jon pick me up*

me: which starbucks we going? lets go the 3 storeys wan.. i never go before…
jon: there got nothing wan la.. we going our regular starbucks lor..
me: huh? which?
jon: genting
me:

when we reached there, it started raining, and i had this horrid image of me holding an ice blended drink freezing in the cold air and turning into a block of ice. cz u know wht? since these ‘nerds’ didn’t bother to tell me we were going genting, obviously i didn’t bring a jacket rite? jeez..

but adrian was sweet =) he lent me his.. haha.. super big but very comfy. anyway, chilled there abit. and i managed to take jon’s laptop, cz he keep getting distracted. ahaha. so yeah, took our fav place beside the window, where u can see the mist coming in.. damn nice wei.. then abt 7 went back down to kl makan. i actually hv some pics from jon’s fone. but i’m not sure when i’m gonna get it. haihz.

as we reach subang, adrian ask if wan go starbucks agn because he had cravings for a cappucino. omg.. just now coffee not enough meh? and u know wht? he bought another latte for me. and THAT is why i can’t sleep.

wow.. if you’re reading this, it means u actually bothered to read my grandma story. awww.. i’m so proud of you!

okay. it’s 4.30am. i shall go sleep now.
haha. wish me luck tmr!

do be do be do ~~~

By Sherry, March 21, 2008 11:56 pm
crystal ball crystal ball, may i be so bold
as to ask, what my future holds?

what lies ahead you wanna know?
a stressful week with insanity streaks
as you race to finish in time
what you shouldn’t have put behind

presentations, journals, precis and essays predominating on my mind. bugging me without mercy, causing sleep deprivation, breakouts and stress. this is gonna be an ugly week =(

the feeling of drums pounding unceasingly has stopped. thankfully. it’s unforgiving headache was indeed torturous last night as i wake up every few hours sweating. how i managed to get through the night is a miracle. strangely, i have always been well acquainted with mr.fever. i mean, i get them like once every 2-3 months on average in form5. minor ones that is. i’d wake up feeling hot and bothered. then go to class and feel miserable. go home, back to bed and i’ll be fine in the evening. its already like a routine. jess used to say how other girls get pms, and i’ll get fever. yeah, that was me. i’m unique =)

anyway, good news people, i think i’m ok now. maybe a little hungry cz i didn’t eat much but otherwise fine - until i start panicking about my assignments anyway. but by then, i think i’ll have some other people sharing the pain with me =D

i heard there’s this new movie with both jackie chan and jet li starring in it. too bad i’m a fan of neither =P i’d just stick to chow sing chee. action packed but with funnies kicking in. guarenteed to help you lose weight by exercising your tummy muscles. ha! i bet thats’s why i gain weight slowly. hehe.. so u know what girl? don’t worry about your figure. you look totally awesome and get this: YOU.ARE.NOT.FAT! so stop complaining and start laughing your ass off ^^ it works apparently and it doesn’t cost a thing.


=)

have a great weekend everyone!

oh, before i forget,
what is a journalist?
(and i don’t mean the definition - cz i DO have a dictionary)
if you have the answers, please please PLEASE tell me!
thank you C=

being sick isn’t so bad after all~

By Sherry, March 20, 2008 6:20 am
guess what? i got home yesterday feeling absolutely exhausted and was complaining to everyone i met about it. haha.. i think i complained a lot while i was in class too. sry yeah.. for those who had to put up with me.. and then my mum came home and i complained to her non stop. you know, something like “i don’t know why i’m so tired, i don’t feel like eating =(” throughout the show - and yes, i can be an absolute nuisance when i want to. eventually she got a little fed up and she came to check on me. and she was like

mum: “oh, you have fever”
me: “see, told you i not feeling well d..”
mum: “you never said that. u just said you were tired.”
me: “same thing la right? how often i complain to you that i’m tired la?”
mum: “whenever i ask you to clean your room!” =(
y she so bad to me? i’m sick right??! no sympathy for your daughter wan meh??
me:
mum: just go sleep. you’ll feel better later.
me:
i can’t sleep

10 mins later….. *snore..* lolx. i amaze myself sometimes.

and then i woke up like 5 hours later. and guess what.
my mum bought my fav chocolate ice cream from baskin robbins.
1 whole tub! just for me!

awww.. i have the best mum ever!!! ♥
haha.. she trully knows me best. and i did get better - after the ice cream anyway. i guess there’s something about eating half a tub of ice cream that comforts me. especially when it’s chocolate. seriously, she’s the best =) i ♥ her~~

so basically i had ice-cream as my dinner. and then i went back to sleep. was comatose for another 12 hours and woke up to the smell of KFC wafting in.. woot~ my mum really does know how to treat a sick patient. i guess she knew i’d just feel more miserable if i had to stay in bed and force myself to swallow some horrible tasting med. and probably puke in the process just to get some sympathy from her harsh unforgiving face when i complain. and then bug her for the rest of the day.

well, you know what they say:

mainly chocolates and ice cream. oh, and if you’re in a mall, shopping is considered one too =P

actually i think it was that last part which made her buy greasy fried chicken (oops, i hope chernlin doesn’t read this) and soggy mashed potato for me. hmm… she kinda dissappeared when i got distracted by the food. and i just found out that she was meeting her friends for a drink. lol. but i have to admit, she’s smart. seriously. ice cream and non-hospital food is the only way to shut me up when i’m sick. haha.. and i do feel better. thank goodness my grandmother isn’t around. though i love her too, she’d force feed me some kind of yucky herbal drink. i know it! but then again, she does give me chocolates.. so i guess it evens out anyway.. =)

this is really random, but just suddenly i see all these people on my msn that i don’t really talk to. i just suddenly i found myself wishing you guys were here. *sigh*

i really really really miss:

  • ade and her psychotic sense of humor.
  • the lame_queen and her lame jokes
  • the birdie and her maniac laugh
  • deedy and her shopping updates
  • tiengwei and my mirrors in my holiday resort
  • jun and his stupid jokes
  • jess and her ‘just-because-i-miss-you house parties’
  • kim and her blurness
  • qianling for her amazing sense of direction
  • brian for his patience when i give lousy directions

do you know how alone i feel without you guys bugging me? never thought i’d miss your nudges online bugging me to go out. i guess you really only appreciate stuff when they’re gone. arrrgggh crap~ now i’m starting to emo. u see lah! if i really emo its all your fault! hmph..

* i haven’t heard from yeanling and lisa for so long now. and both also in melb. i wonder if you guys are ok.. or have you both found ang moh boyfriends and forgotten me? how can you forget about me rotting here???!! don’t leave me out! find a hottie for me too! xP

drowning out the fever with pepsi~

lolx. and i keep wondering why i’m sick.

random: maple syrup

By Sherry, March 19, 2008 6:59 am

gay fella next to me. i just feel os bad for him. it’s like he can never be happy. i’m trying so hard to comfort him but he is beyond help. for one, he likes PINK. secondly, he likes PINK, boots. and maple syrup ( the author of the blog. happy?? ) , bbq sauce, and travelling from egypt to suabng like super jumper. i’m not hayden christensen. the author, ol minty says that she is facing some teenage problems. i have been trying to concolse and counsel her but it does not seem to be working. she still goes out late, eat bad food, buy shitty clothes and treats me like shit. seeing that i ahve the liberty of fulfilling this post with my woundrous ideas, i want to take the opportunity to say

ps. i don’t know this fella. i think he escaped from an asylum. me so kelian rite? =( see how nice i am, letting him vent his frustrations on his sexual orientation. so banyak masalah. lucky here got nice big window in case he wants to jump out. floor also concrete. easy to clean. lucky cleaners =)

ps ( 2 ). i’m back. i know you all hate me but i don’t care. conclusively, this chance given to me by minty has proved how badly she wants me to announce my erm… er…. you know la. so, with this i would like to say go homos. and sorry to cleaners. use toshiba vacuum cleaner and buatan malaysia brrom. our economy needs it. badly.

pps. i swear i don’t know him!

and yet i’m writing on her blog while she’s beside me. righttt…..

cz i scared he extort more lollipop. i no money, poor poor wan =( donation to the poor?

chupa chips only 40 cents. correction 59 cents.

59 cents!!!!!!!!!!

yes. got a problem?

u think money grow on trees isit??

nvm. i is dont know what to say. mentos mints. the worst sweets ever.

whatever..

fine..

** i really don’t knw him ==’

i really don’t know , oops, don’t like her.

too bad, your lost. *blek*

i want chocolates.
sorry sammy.
i know supposed to teman u tdy. nt my fault gt the stupid orientation.
next time k?
* he knows i got no money but still wan lollipop. so bad rite? =P
bully girl..

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