Thursday, August 30, 2012

True Blood


It seems my grandmother's previous remarks on me have come true XD. 

Took that during last-minute hustles for pictures with the baby in the sling. Mum was being a huge fusspot, oh, I want to see the baby's face, oh, look, she's so cute, d'awww... I miss babies.... GAHH. Mum, for the last time, It's. A. Doll. And when I randomly took a spot by the window she snapped and got this result.

My grandma always said I was like an "Orang Melayu". XD Though it was a long time ago, when I was a youngster, extremely tanned from the swimming classes I took, had long black hair, dark eyes, and looked nothing like a Chinese. Oh, and I also had an aversion to pork, and refused to eat pork when we were in Kampar for the Chinese New Year. I don't really know why.... I know there's a particular reason why I went on a pork strike, but I can't seem to remember. But.. yeah, getting off topic here. The point is, my mum took that pic, and was like, wow, Esther, you look like a replica of a Malay traditional woman. 

I didn't expect it either, but I was bemused by the photo XD. Who knew I could be so deceptive... *cough*. And I wasn't even wearing traditional Malay clothes! I was in an Indian outfit for National Day for church service! 

And, I'm very proud to be Chinese. I mean, yeah, I'm amused that I look Polynesian(or so some people say) but I'll always be very proud of my heritage. There's not much in me, I'm not some Eurasian with the best features and genetics, or of some other mixed blood, but, I'm glad to be who and what I am today. 

And who said I was denying my Chinese ancestry?

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Safe

So I heard this on the radio today, and it made me think of someone.

And I tweaked it a little bit, changed just one little word, and it makes a whole lot of a difference. I love how God is amazing, and just puts these little ideas into my head and it works out almost perfectly into what my head was trying to say.
I pray for you, and I hope for you, and I know God will keep you safe..

Hard to find a way to get through,
 it's a tragedy
Pulling at me like the stars do,
you're like gravity
Even if the wind blows
It makes it hard to believe

How you gonna love, how you gonna feel?
How you gonna live your life like the dream you have is real?
If you lost your way, He will keep you safe
He'll open up all the world inside, see it come alive tonight

He will keep you safe...

Doesn't even matter to you to see what I can see
I'm crawling on the floor to reach you, I'm a wreck you see
When you're far from home now
Makes it hard to believe

So how you gonna love, how you gonna feel?
How you gonna live your life like the dream you have is real?
If you lost your way, He will keep you safe
He'll open up all your world inside 'til you come alive tonight

He will keep you safe

We all fall down
We all feel down
'Cause rainy days and summer highs
The more we pray the more we feel alive

How you gonna love, how you gonna feel?
How you gonna live your life like the dream you have is real?
How you gonna love, how you gonna feel?
How you gonna live your life like the dream you have is real?

If you lost your way, He will keep you safe...

He'll open up all your world inside so you come alive tonight.

He will keep you safe...

-Westlife, Safe

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Seeing



"What are you looking at..?"
"I'm looking at you."
-Nathaniel Hawkeye to Cora Munro, The Last of the Mohicans

Sunday, August 19, 2012

I'm Not Doing This Right


Am I...

Doing This...

Right...?

The upsides of having a fat old cat in your room. :)

Happy Eid, everyone! Have a lovely time eating eating eating.
:D 

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Yo



What happens when you give a pink cap to an anti-pink girl.

Oh yes. Indeed. 

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

A Poison Tree


I was angry with my friend
I told my friend, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.

And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

-William Blake

I found this poem today on a table in class. Someone left it there.

Maybe it was unimportant, merely a scrap of paper meant for academic use. 
Not to me. 

Never, ever, to me. Especially not this one. 

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Quoted

"In that week, Laila came to believe that of all the hardships a person had to face none was more punishing than the simple act of waiting."
- Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns