Joanne Green

Last Wedding of The Generation

2011-12-19T16:38:00.000+08:00

Ninja Daddy

2011-12-19T15:59:00.000+08:00

As I turned my back, leaving daddy,
he handed to me a little man.
Twirled out of iron, wrapped by black cloth,
tied with red threads, hand holding a bamboo spear.

Daddy's ninja shall be by my side,
watching over as I sleep,
fighting monster from entering my dreams,
scaring away the dark.

Goodnight daddy,
your secret is safe with me.

Forget Not Your Friend

2011-11-02T03:24:00.000+08:00

The collection of memories in time.

The familiar faces that are yet to fade.

Remember now the feeling of pondering.

Forget not the deeds and love shared.

Treasure the girl soon to see on covers.

The changing colour of wind as you cycle to the carnival.

The loud sound from a soft heart.

The thin waist below the small shoulder.

Remember the girl with the world in her eyes.

The pink kitty and sharp giggles.

The best elf of Santa before Christmas.

The story of the chipmunk and the alien.

Forget him not as he flew a paper plane of drawn hearts.

The missing keys of the open lockers doors.

The swift move of the wooden toy soldier

stopped by a hurtful victory.

Leave not behind the glasses and books on the table.

The little boy in the corner surrounded by tall men.

His silent cry of bait for the fishes and butterflies.

The comfort that came with guilt.

Celebrate the birth of together.

The rainy days of his sight to her.

The cat you soon fear.

The tower soon emptied.

Look upon of milky ways up above.

The birds sing to the little girl twirling in the garden.

The little boy awaits for his white horse to ride away

to the land he rule.

Wish for the her forgiveness as her pure heart ponders.

The balloons flew her away in her puffy purple dress.

Sharing of love to the prince of the far east,

racing chapters of wonders.

The girl lost herself in the dark jungle.

The jungle of crooked paths and misty sights.

The broken tooth of the tiger and

the echoing tap of rain.

As the girl falls to the ground, her sight fades and memories float.

The End

2011-11-02T02:54:00.000+08:00

My schooling days are soon to end.

Together with my fellow 94' comrades.

We fought through years and years of formal education.

We ran, we fell, we stand up strong as ever.

Soon to end our morning greetings with husky voices still asleep.

The non stop chatters through out the day.

The stories we write , the history we make.

The laughters that echo through the hallway.

Soon to end, the giggles and gossips.

The story of the one who fell for another.

The romance novel left unwritten by love birds that became angry birds.

The future ponders who is next.

Soon to end, the bond between acquaintances.

The string of time and joy that ties us together.

To not end I pray,

The making of memories in time to come.

The strengthening of close bond build by time.

The young passion of dreams and goals.

The heart of joy and love.

Colour Your Heart

2011-08-02T16:16:00.000+08:00

Remember the colours.

We can never stop ourselves from feeling how we feel.

No matter we are in fear, joy or sorrow.

Every emotion on our face paints a colour on our heart.

Each colour carries a mood and a memory.

Remember it and colour it.

To lessen the pain, to add to joy.

Colour out your feelings so that you will remember the lesson you learnt at that very moment.

I painted out my nightmare.

For Friends

2011-08-02T16:03:00.001+08:00

Dear Friend(s),

How are you?

Silly of me to ask when we are always together

but we never really bothered asking how are things actually going.

Neither do we ask nor answer.

Maybe we simply try to take our minds off our hectic lives

to just enjoy our time being together.

Gathering all the laughters to last us till we meet again.

The pleasure is yours to have a part in my life.

Don't worry about the many others.

There is rarely a few.

I pray every morning that you are safe and well

and so enjoy your day.

I will never taster sweetness if I never know bitter and sour.

I am always there, don't worry, I am not going anywhere.

Please talk to me so that I can talk to you.

I do not want to fear you one day.

Shadows That Follow

2011-08-02T15:49:00.001+08:00

Joanne's Shadow

As time goes by, we reach the light.

We can truly say we have grown by age, by wisdom and by strength.

17 years might not be long but long enough.

As we are no longer in the dark unaware of our surroundings,

we still carry darkness behind us.

We can never leave our dark past behind.

As much as I want to leave history unwritten,

the memories never leave.

May the past stay as the past who made me my present.

If you were to ask which part of my past would I not want to treasure,

I would answer you my earlier years as a child.

As much as children are innocent, they are aware of what goes around them.

Loving Inspiration

2011-07-12T23:42:00.002+08:00

Queenie, Joanne (Me) and Casandra.

Greet my current inspiration hello.

These two friends of mine have been really helpful and inspiring.

I am really thankful for them to be in my life.

I guess they will feel awkward reading in later.

We are all different in our own ways

but our contrast together is beautiful.

I do hope that through time and our affection for each other

will keep us together.

Even after we no long see each other every morning,

I pray that we still remember each other.

Oh, the sentimental...

Now get jealous of what we treasure.

Fun Friendship of Queenie Yin & Joanne Foong.

" We have joy, we have fun.. We have seasons in the sun.."

Seasons, through laughters and tears.

The Innocent QueenieYin,

The weird Joanne Foong and

The Beautiful Casandra Yong.

Sulk & Smiles.

We may not be so close that we call each other when we cry

but we certainly laugh alot together.

Not The Fear of Falling

2011-07-11T15:57:00.001+08:00

Ups & Downs [Larrie, Queenie & Poh Ling]

Things that happen around us are what mould our expressions.

No matter how easy our expressions may appear,

never show fear.

For it might be a weapon against us.

Do not fear of what the world might think about you,

take control of how they will think.

Always ask this to yourself;

How would I want others to see me?

Never to forget to feel good about yourself.

Nobody is alike, thats an awesome fact.

La Creame de Casandra

2011-06-08T01:32:00.001+08:00

Casandra's Beauty.

What is beauty to you?

I'm not going to argue about importance of inner beauty or what not.

My definition of beauty;

" the effort put into showing one's best"

Every girl is born beautiful.

To whether it is shown or hidden.

There is no perfection to where we set our goals.

I am constantly told to not dress for others but only for myself.

Seriously, does what other think really not matter?

Don't judge a book by its cover?

Would you read a book with a hideous cover?

Let's be honest,

appearance does matter and in fact it plays an important role.

So, we dress for ourself and others.

Should I dress for girls or guys?

I would say girls.

"You look beautiful"

It means more coming out from a girl's mouth than a guy's.

Only girls know how much effort was put in.

Dressing for guys is an unbreakable code.

To even get near, it requires a whole lot of rights.

Right time, right guy, right moment..etc..

I have been told that guys like Cinderella.

By that, I mean the ordinary looking girl that transforms to awesomely gorgeous.

Do a little thinking.

That would require a handfull acquaintance.

If first acquaintance is nothing much interesting,

second acquaintance would not even happen.

Unless, so happen there is one.

So you see, you can't be fully prepared for everything.

Slightly changing the topic,

it takes effort.

Don't sit in the dark emoing with flaws.

Nobody is flawless.

The trick is to show what others don't have and change your flaws to perfection.

Nothing is impossible,

we now have modern technologies.

Wonders can happen just if we want it to.

LIFE - On The Road

2011-05-27T00:04:00.001+08:00

Life of waiting and watching.

Life of burden and hardships.

Life of just passing by.

Life of colours with family.

Life of the brave and bold.

Recently, I attended a photography workshop.

This particular topic was on Life.

So this was my translation, Life On The Road.

I never got to share my pictures with the class because my CF was screwed,

So I will just share it here.

More on my Facebook but these are some that I liked.

I learnt alot but there is so much more.

It is like a never ending path of knowledge and skills.

Pictures tell stories, I want to tell you mine.

Taking photograph is painting with lights.

I hope one day I will be able to catch the light of heart and paint with it.

Let the journey begun.

Dancing Delights

2011-05-26T23:38:00.001+08:00

Justin Choy's colours.

For the past few weeks, dancers were gathered for Youth Sunday.

It will most probably be our final dance.

As we grow, we move on.

But we will always be together.

Our beloved mother Jeremy Chew.

Daughters to the strict loving mother,

Joyce Lim, Deborah Lee, Sharmaine Ho and Joanne Foong.

Many came and gone but the love still remains.

Being Mummy really ain't easy huh?

"NO!" - Sharmaine Ho

Spending so much time together draws us closer.

Developing our own signs and language,

inner jokes and much laughter.

Through hardship we carry our happy memories.


Young dancers doing their thing.

The young ones will take over soon.

With the passion planted into their hearts,

relationship will soon bloom brightly.

I can't wait.


My Darling Deborah and Me.

For now, we hold our hands together and pray,

that the love we have now will never fade away.

May smiles and laughter join our journey.

The Engaged - Joanne Foong & Deborah Lee.

Moments.

The Dancing Flowers

2011-05-20T23:12:00.002+08:00

Dancing Flower

The sun shone, lighting up the garden stage.

All dressed up for the show, flowers in white, purple and pink.

The butterflies clap, flying across as the curtains fall apart.

The windy orchestra starts playing its tune.

One by one, the dancers came out.

In bright yellow dresses, dancing gracefully with the wind.

Those were the dancing yellow orchids, the dancing flowers.

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That was the magical sight in a little girl's eyes.

As she leaves for kindergarten each morning,

she plucks a dancing flower and gently tucks it on her pony tail.

She never stop believing in the yellow flowers that dance.

She grew up learning to dance and loving it.

Now, she is all grown up.

Dancing has been a part of her life

but the dancing flowers always reminds her why she first loved it.

The magical sight of a dance.

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Dramatic much, just for fun.

You see,

I actually believed that those were called dancing flowers until I am 17 now.

I just found out that it is just a type of yellow orchid.

Oh well.

Holiday Dreams

2011-05-14T03:04:00.001+08:00

Lil' Miss Joanne Foong dreaming about the holidays.

Hey, midterms are actually going on right now, stay alive.

After the midterms would be 2 weeks of midterm break.

Anyway, if you don't have any plans yet, here are some suggestions;

Baking classes - iBread Bakery, Lembah Maju.

   - 15 recipes
                                 - Adjustable class schedule
   - Hands on making ( you can even bring your masterpiece back with you)
                                 - 6 person group for each class ( join me!)
   - much much much more.. You can contact me for further information,
                                   feel free to contact me or iBread Bakery here.

Youth Sunday - Metro Tab ( this is a christian event), 29th of May, 10a.m.-12.30 p.m.

                                - Watch the youth taking over the main service
                                - Praise the Lord with us and enjoy performance ( I'm DANCING!)
                                - Free lunch after the service
                                - The event link is here and the link for the church is here.

NexGen Youth Excel Camp-In - NexGen, Metro Tab( right after Youth Sunday)

- 29th of May till 1st of June
- The camp link is here.

The OIC Camp - Taylor's University

- It might be too late to register by the time you see this but
- The link for the event is here and the registration form is here.

I know I got SPM, don't remind me about it.

Enjoy your holiday.

Goodbye

2011-05-14T02:24:00.001+08:00


Capturing the moment.

I have taken many pictures for different event but

never in my life I tried being an official photographer for a funeral.

It was my first funeral that I attended.

It was a good experience being able to capture the moments.

Bid farewell

My father's father's elder brother's wife passed away.

Many of my relatives were there.

I listened through her life story atleast twice.

She is someone worth looking up to.

Everyone said their farewells as she meets God in heaven.

She was dress in a wedding gown for she never got the chance to do so.

She permed her hair nicely and was ready to meet the Lord.

The last rose

I read this before;

When I leave this world one day,

lay me down in a bed of roses.

More pictures available on my facebook.

ARGS 40th International Undertsnading Day

2011-05-08T01:15:00.000+08:00

Mummies in Hollywood

It had been an annual event to attend to ARGS's IU

ever since Yi En invited us for our first one.

It was the year she was the president.

A year after, we went back to cheer on Jesse Lee the IU Director.

This year, just to support Sharmaine.

Here are some pictures;


Pictures taken of Sharmaine, Justin, Joanne, Boon Hoe & Jesse.

I wonder if I would be back.

No reason to.

Same for my own SBS IU day.

2011-05-08T00:55:00.000+08:00

News & Events : Taylor's University

2011-05-03T23:29:00.000+08:00

News & Events : Taylor's University

Capturing Love

2011-04-23T17:03:00.001+08:00

Queenie Yin & Alvin Wong

To Queenie,

Your love story longer than a paragraph,

Too hard to show in just a photograph.

So many expressions to capture in pictures,

so many actions paused for the moment.

So wonderful to see people I adore

drifting in the sky of sweet memories and love.

Jay.Anne.Photography.

2011-04-03T02:55:00.001+08:00

Nigel Chong & Casandra Yong

I have really cute and awesome people around to keep me hyper all the time.

I would like to capture every sweet, cute and awesome moments.

I would wanna take some pictures that I can look and smile from time to time.

No matter is how silly my friends can get or how sweet they are.

Please arrange some time so that we can get to together.

To be together in a picture, so that we can have each other even though we might no longer meet.

To remember what highschool was like and what awesome things happened.

To hold upon and wish that we will always be together happily no matter what.

Forever Changing

2011-04-01T21:27:00.000+08:00

There is only one thing unchangeable,

and that's the fact that the world around us will never stop changing.

People start to doubt their beliefs.

Is that friend that I once trust whole-heartedly really reliable.

Why is does she now seem so cold hearted?

Did she take a dive to the darkest sea of women's hearts?

Why not think otherwise?

Maybe she was just protecting herself by building a wall around,

maybe it was a defensive act.

Justification doesn't work all the time.

What you saw or heard may not be the truth.

Travel Time

2011-04-01T20:54:00.000+08:00

I have been building the habit of sleeping in the car nowadays.

I take naps and eat in the car.

I find it way better than doing it the proper way at home.

I think it is because of guilt.

I feel guilty for spending much time on sleep and meals.

To save time, I travel and do what I need to.

I know it is not a good thing to do.

But bare with it please.

Oh! Talking about traveling, I can't wait to drive.

Sadly have to wait till next year.

Boo...

My birthday is near SPM, so yea.

Beauty It Is

2011-03-16T03:08:00.001+08:00

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Its how we see her that makes her beautiful.

If there is pure love from the bottom of your heart,

you will see her in a way you never did.

There's nothing wrong for girls to find another girl too gorgeous to be true.

There is always true friendship.

I never really sat back to notice how beautiful are the people around me.

I always thinking a little things they could change for them to look even better.

Why try so hard to make beauty even more when it is just enough?

Dee Yazid is beautiful, even when eating.

It is through a different point of view we should look at the people around us.

It is like trying to find the right picture frame,

try different ones, they never look the same.

Everyone of us are unique.

Unique is original and it is beautiful.

Carmen See with Mr.Lumix.

To find her beautiful is worth more than to find the reflection in the mirror beautiful.

Love The Fun

2011-03-12T01:44:00.000+08:00

Holiday has started and I just wanna have fun.

Sadly, I'm 17 this year.

Teachers give out homework just like that.

No wonder so many teens suffer depression. lol.

Hopefully I won't get too broken up by the end of the holidays.

Ben.Foong.Photography.

2011-03-12T00:51:00.001+08:00

Ben.Foong.Photography. 1

Ben.Foong.Photography. 2

Ben.Foong.Photography. 3

Why cannot?

2011-03-05T02:14:00.000+08:00

I can't seem to upload pictures properly.

They get flipped.

Chinese New Year 2011

2011-03-05T02:02:00.000+08:00

It was one weird CNY for me.

My skin was in bad condition, I didn't have the DSLR with me and I just couldn't get the right clothes.

Oh, lets not get all emo.

We shall have fun like what I did in the picture above,

Mummy: Go there take picture with Akong (grandpa).

Me: Okay! *results are such as the picture above*

CNY is like history repeating.

We do the same thing every year.

Eat, take family picture, eat dinner, eat and eat.

This is a picture of the third generations.

I'm the oldest girl in the picture.

Our gap ain't that big but still not that close.

Its like the boys will just be gaming PSP and GameBoy the whole day,

younger girls play with toys and around,

while two elder girls will be busy putting on make up, trying to make the best of time taking picture.

I didn't take picture of myself for I was too depressed not having my DSLR with me.

For no reason, I was rather grump and emo too.

I don't get why mummy wants our family picture.

Don't we see each other everyday?

Back!

2011-03-05T00:50:00.000+08:00

Had exams but it was just plainly lazy.

Happy Wings

2011-01-16T22:47:00.001+08:00

I'm so happy I feel like I'm flying.

Happiness grows from within and spread out like wings.
I've got my parachute just in case.

NexGen today was really cool,

the stage was filled with people and the front too.

I was just happy to Daddy Hoe, Mummy Jer and Uncle Aun playing together like they used to.

It was delightful to see them playing and shoot eye contact around.

I am assigned to co-lead with Celine Lee.

My members so far is pretty much an awesome bunch.

I hope the spirit in us now will grow through out the year together.

Remind to put a bottle of Sticky in the middle during smallgroup.

After church, my day couldn't be more exciting.

I had Popeye's for lunch with my family and then

brought mummy to see Jerry to get her hair fixed for the company dinner going on tonight.

I just enjoy how the hair gets to look different, pretty and well done.

Upon reaching home,

I started getting mummy ready.

Picked up my favourite pair of nude stilettos,

simple purple-eye make up,

slight adjustments here and there

and off they went.

Not long after my parents left the house,

my evil plan started to get going.

I asked my aunt and uncle to join to me to shoe-heaven.

I wanted a pair of really high high heels but RM150 just wasn't the amount in my pocket.

Picked out a pair of white pumps instead, really good buy I would say.

Aunt got a pair of nude wedges and order and pair of fancy heels.

On the way back,

I manage to drag my uncle and aunt along to a boutique nearby.

I got my Chinese New Year blouse.

The place was so pretty.

You should come with me next time.

Washed off my oily dinner with some Earl Grey tea and off I went again.

To the night market just one lane away.

We were searching for a remote control to replace the broken one in my room.

There was a stall that had like a dictionary of remote controls.

Juicy treasures were a pair of leggings.

It was unique and the price was just right.

Aunt convinced to try a pair of RM1 lashes.

Oh well, no harm to that huh?

My room is a mess,

I shall go tidy it up and get to bed.

Nights people,

hope you are as happy as I am today and that you too will fly with happy wings.

Oh Happy Day

2011-01-15T16:06:00.000+08:00

My happy Friday morning started

with Jason Mraz , I'm Yours,

right before I got down to car and headed off to school.

In my sports attire,

I happily skipped uphill to the school building.

The cold morning breeze sweeping my hair on my fresh morning face.

On the face that just got a morning spa and whiteheads taken off.

People from INTI came over to our school to conduct some program.

My team and I made a Garfield head out of newspaper.

Although I had to parade with it on my head,

it didn't really upset me.

For once I get ink on my face printed in a mirror image way because of my sweat.

Then after school,

Daddy brought me to see Austin.

I got 3 new pairs of stilettos.

Denim pumps, ankle boots and leather brown heels.

Oh so happy!

I even counted I had 2 and a half egg in my noodles.

Oh My Happiness.

(credits to Mae for the happy picture.)

2011-01-12T23:13:00.000+08:00

Every night,

they wish each other goodnight.

Following with the message, a little smiley face.

Mr. Locker

2011-01-11T18:32:00.001+08:00

Ever wondered why Malaysian guys just seems to grow shorter and shorter?

This doesn't actually happen to guys only,girls too.

It is never good to put too much weight on your back.

Just think of school bags.

Oh, I'm so lucky to be in a school with lockers.

But then, what is the use of it if teacher just won't give us the locker keys?

Oh why, oh why?

I had to take panadols for the weight was taking much toll of my backbone.

I was thinking to temporary locker parasite.

But this friend of mine asks for daily rent of Rm30.

Serious?

Might be a joke but none of us laughed.

Weird not?

Why Study There

2011-01-09T02:35:00.000+08:00

I'm sure you see pictures like this often

because many people prefer studying in places like Starbucks,

or in my case, Coffee Bean.

People study, online, and read in such places for certain reasons.

Certain people have trouble studying at home and even the library.

Perhaps there just too much noise and distractions

or even just too quiet.

Places like Starbucks/ Coffee Bean are set in such a way of

comfort and productive studying.

Parents always say, "study at home.."

Why go to a coffee shop to study?

Well, maybe because coffee shops nowadays ain't kopitiam.

Its not that noisy, Coffee Bean's ice blender is considered very quiet.

Why not home? Distractions (for me).

The oh-so-comfy bed, tv, computer and annoying siblings.

Its either too comfortable or not comfortable.

Home can also be too quiet.

How we feel (physically).

Hot afternoon in my own bedroom studying is such a turn-off.

Heat makes us feel tried and grumpy.

The smell of fried food and salted fish is so discouraging.

The mood (mentally).

We are not the only ones studying there,so there's a drive.

There is a certain mindset when you are there.

If I would really plan to study or do my homework there,

I won't bring along my laptop and so leaving me nothing better to do than to open my books.

The awareness of ourselves when we are there.

At home, we fall asleep studying but we can't just sleep in public so we stay awake.

We don't throw our book when we can't stand the pressure because everybody will be looking, so yea.

It is just just a matter of how we look at things.

Feel free to study at home if you can, it saves money.

Different people just have different ways of doing things.

Oh, I'm trying to not let the mold take over my blog eventhough school has started and I'm kinda busy.

I believe that updating blog is sort of a responsibility since I created it.

No point letting people read about your boring previous posts.

Anyways, goodnight.

His Tears

2011-01-09T01:43:00.001+08:00

I'm being rather random now but what I feel like telling everyone is

how Joanne falls for guys that cry.

Jeremy Lee Hong Ki cried in a bus, sang a song and walked down the bus and smiled.

It was just nice? I don't know how to put it in words.

It is not just Jeremy but a few more movies and drama.

Yi Ji Mei also cried and he is not blonde. So yea.

I'm not saying that guy should cry all the time cause it makes them weaker than girls but

guy should not deny the fact that they are humans like girls and cry.

Reasons are like

1. Humans have tearduct and tears, use them.

Boys say they never cry.

Oh please, ask your mom.

2. The guy is not having a thick egoistic wall.

I hate guys with big egos and hate things that girls do.

Like refusing to walk into a boutique or thinking that we just happen to look pretty that day.

3. Being sentimental at times is a good thing.

It just makes a different. The heart just ain't so cold.

4. It is like getting blonde hair, have to have the gutz to do so.

5. Because I just like it? Yes

Hairy Tales

2010-12-09T04:44:00.000+08:00

In the previous post, I was talking about my hair

and its making me love it more.

So happen to remind me of how I love cutting my hair and stories from it.

I have been getting my hair chopped from the same place for more than a year now.

It is Image Room at Wangsa Walk, by Jerry Chan.

It was scary to get my hair cut there for the first time.

Daddy dared me to, so I took the challenge.

A blonde guy with tattoo, quite a risk.

but the risk was worth it.

Time gets eaten up there.

That Jerry guy takes his sweet sweet time especially for short hair.

I don't mind if he is doodling with my hair,

I'm not in a rush and its not like he's doing any harm.

If you don't fancy salon smell,

Image Room smells like fried food.

I've been given ideas of what to tell teacher when my hair doesn't go according to school rules.

If the teacher says she/he is going to cut my hair,

tell the teacher that it was given by mummy and teacher should get permission first.

If I dyed my hair, tell that I went to Hawaii and got my hair spoiled.

I normally sit there in a corner till its my turn, playing PSP, metal slug.

Then let the guy do his work.

I don't even mention what I want.

I don't know what exactly I want and I think he knows best.

Weird happens are such as,

Jerry asking if I brought my bowl along so that he can use it to cut my hair,

always being told that I have a hairy nose after I get my fringe cut,

people walking in to borrow stuff,

being told that I should say what I want if not I will end up bald (never happens).

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The above tells about success and now sorrow.

About;

How my hair made me cry.

Mummy convinced me to try out some salon that she likes nearby.

I didn't want to take a big risk so I said to have my hair trimmed only.

Not knowing the huge mistake I made, I sat on the chair.

The lady started cutting more and more hair off.

It was awful to see so much hair fall to the ground.

I wanted to stop her, only to notice the lady was

watching tv drama and talking while snipping my hair.

After the first stage of hell ended,

I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

To my horror, I look like a mess.

My hair looked like grass or I was having some sort of skin disease on my scalp.

Then it was mummy's turn,

I had to wait before I could leave and cry.

I held my tears and hid my face till we went out.

When we were in the car,

I bursted out crying.

The next day went back to my usual salon to fix it.

The previous salon that fixed my hair before I went to Image Room wasn't bad,

just that it was more for my dad maybe.

Don't simply try salon. Danger awaits.

Hair Loving Business

2010-12-09T04:04:00.000+08:00

Love your hair.

No matter it is Rapunzel's hair or Medusa's hair.

It is the first thing people see from the top.

It can shape you or break you, literally.

I love mine.

Even though I don't have silky long hair, I love mine short.

I love how its shapes my face well,

how it shows who I am and how its stands out in a crowd.

Love your hair and your hair will love you back.

Keep it clean and you will feel fresh.

Don't scratch, it hurts.

Bad scalp leads to hair fall, dandruff, grey hair, and many more.

Love the smell.

Everyone, no matter guy or girl love hair that smell like shampoo.

The hair is one of the pretty little things guys love about us (girls).

Get good shampoo that suits and smells great.

Love the texture.

We put mask and moisturizer on our face, why not the hair?

Conditioner, hair mask, hair treatment and all the pampering for our hair.

Frizzy hair is such a turn off.

Love the shape.

Cut your hair to frame your face.

If you have short hair like mine, trim it often to keep the shape.

Combing keeps the hair tame and not get wild. lol.

Love the colour.

Different colours suit different people.
Black goes well with fair white skin.
If the colour is not right, I think dyeing ain't bad.
Right colour gives good complexion.

Love the hair dresser.
Find the right one and be happy to stick to him/her.
Let him/her do what he/she does best.

...........................................................................................................
I LOVE MY HAIR, I LOVE MY HAIR, I LOVE MY HAIR

I get very happy after getting my hair cut or washed.
It feels like eating strawberry, drinking tea.
I make sure I wash my hair every morning to start the day well.
I sway my hair on my face sometimes just to smell and feel it sweeping my face.

I currently love the colour of my hair.
Its marshmallow brown, Liese bubble hair dye.
I look cleaner and slightly fairer eventhough I burnt my skin at PD.
Colours can do magic.

I love how my hair looks.
I don't always have the same hair eventhough its short.
I think it frames my face well enough.
I actually have very long oval-shaped face that looks like the moon.
I get very grumpy when I don't get to cut my hair.
When my hair grows long, so does my face.

I love my hair dresser (don't think anywhere else).
He says that my hair is his business and non of my business.
So let it be.

(next post)

S.M. The Ballad is Loves

2010-12-07T18:04:00.001+08:00

If you are into Kpop but not really up for loud music,

try S.M. The Ballad.

Its a South Korea ballad group consisting of

Jay Kim from TRAX

JongHyun from Shinee.

Kyuhyun from Super Junior

and newbie Jino.

Together, these four boys released their debut album Miss You.

Songs are :

Accompany Elderly

2010-12-03T03:33:00.001+08:00


Joanne Foong in Kuala Selangor.

Yes, I actually spent my whole day traveling around just to accompany elderly ones.

Honestly, I didn't enjoy it and I wouldn't do it again.

Everything was so pointless except for the breakfast.

All I enjoyed was the breakfast on the way to Uncle Ah Kim's house.

Had Egg Mcmuffin with chicken roll, hash browns and orange juice. Heavenly.


Joanne not in her best mood.

Other than breakfast it was hell-ish.

Arrived at Uncle Ah Kim's house, oh the birds, truly mood screwer.

Then it was straight to Kuala Selangor already.

I hate traveling, motion sickness.

Bugged Joanne.

As soon as we reached, we bought stuff.

I bought a pack of Hiong Piang of Dean, greeen noodles and some snack.

Then it was our lunch.

No where near good I tell you.

If you ever go to Kuala Selangor, go eat at the restaurant with the Lovers' Bridge view.

The one without nearby is cheap but bad.

Big Tree.

Then is was off to enjoying 'nature'(more like nothing better to do).

Went to some park.

Should do research on where I will be going next time.


Stroll at the park.

I really don't get the point of walking uphill to feed monkeys that rob.

Oh! Have this in mind.

I was in 4 inch wedges.

Black Malaysia Monkey.

Yes. How fun to spent your afternoon feeding stupid monkeys. *roll eyes*

Have I ever told you I hate animals with fur?

Especially those greedy ones that attack humans.


I hate monkeys.

So, what was I doing?

Standing under the sun, making sure no monkeys come near and grab my bag,

trying to take some pictures, and avoiding cars.

Cannons.

Branching out.

The view, light house and historically stuff were good but again monkeys.

Hate them.

E.C. Huang

Suzanna Siew


Benjamin Foong.


Terry.


Joyce.

Blur? You should be.

Guess what happened next.

Flying kite on the road next to paddy fields eating sunfllower seed.

Really? Yes. That was how pointless it was.

Throw pebbles.

It was so boring, Ben started throwing pebbles around.

Never ending path.

I could do nothing and go no where.


Golden paddy fields.

There was nothing but paddy, paddy and more paddy.


Kuala Selangor beach.

Then we went to beach.

Boring lot.

The view was nice, trust me.

Can take awesome pictures with me inside.

But nobody want to help me take.

Argh!


Collecting shells.

Really?

Do nothing but squat there and pick shells?

Daddy picked weird shells for sauce plates. Weird.

And it was drizzling.

31 kites.

Came across something interesting though.

Some guy flew 27 mini kites to the sky.

It was so pretty.

He tried 31 (picture above) but it started to rain.

Then we headed to the fish monger and fishermen.


Snails by the window.

I waited in the car enjoying snacks and lazying there until they called me out for dinner.

I drew snails on post-its.

Dinner was so-so.

Hate the fact that there was an annoying cat that disturbed me from enjoying my meal.

I HATE THE DAY.

Port Dickson Day

2010-12-03T02:23:00.000+08:00

Joanne without make up.

I always have my vacations in Malaysia, its never ending.

So lately I have been on a one-day-trip to Port Dickson beach near Le Paris hotel & resorts.

I was in shorts and tanks (rare), without makeup and awesome hair.

Benjamin Foong and cow.

I brought along my cow cap and my brother that will appear as bright orange dots in the pictures.

Oh, my school bag that carried had all kind of stuff.

Nothing missed out. Love the feeling.

Port Dickson beach.

As soon as we reached, storm the beach.

Uncle Yoke Fin( Sarah's daddy) went straight to fishing,

Ben was so excited and ran out of the car,

while me and jiejie(Sarah) started taking pictures and walking around enjoying the breeze.

Fish in the bag.

Little fishes got the day started well and exciting.

Catching fish with bare hands.

The fishes got us running about not long after that.

Port Dickson beach view.

The view wasn't breath taking but so much better than the view outside my window.

Junk food.

Indulged ourselves(mostly me) with so much junk food.

Le Paris hotel &resort.

While I was lazying by the beach eating,

I gazed upon Le Paris.

Dreaming about how NexGen camp'10 would be.

Oh, the rooms, the fun.

Don't really like the toilet and pool though.

Sarah Lee fishing.

Most of us tried fishing and stuff.


Mummy fishing.

Even mummy tried.

Orange Ben & Blue Daddy

Like father like son huh?

Beach fun & games

We tried some other stuff too.

Jiejie brought along UNO and the stacko thingy. was fun.

Beach volleyball

Jiejie looking hot here. *giggles*

I didn't really play though.

Overall it was a great day.

Having friends and siblings around to play with kills boredem to the max.

My Love

2010-11-25T02:30:00.001+08:00

Hi,

This is my little lovestory I would like to share.

I hope you will find what I found and

be happy as I am now.

This was how it all started.

I was new to Southern Star High.

My parents wanted me to have better educations.

I had only a few friends that I couldn't really relate to but everything changed when I met her.

I saw her face through the crowd.

She came over to say hello.

I was so indulge by her beauty I forgot to say hello.

She was just different.

There was something special in her and that was how our beautiful story started.

As time passed,

I got used to the surroundings and we kind of hung out with the same group.

I was always happy to see her but we were never close as friends or anything near that.

Until,

We went on a school trip together.

Our other friends couldn't tag along.

The whole trip was that much of an excitement.

There was nothing fun or I would rather say,

there was nothing less boring to do

but to write little notes and pass it each other.

Our conversations were rather random

but that was our little joy.

Between and after short seminars we would actually start an interesting conversation from those little notes.

We had a good time together.

Having meals and sitting together through out the long journer.

We laughed at how much we have in common.

It was a great day I had with her.

Oh, our stories never end.

Sorry for the informations I gave that might not even interest you.

Let me introduce you to her.

Casandra Yong Chi Ching.

Describing her is like making me dream once again.

The sun kisses her fair skin showing a rossy glow.

Her little mouth, eating slowly with poise.

Her sweet smile that melts my heart unable me to say no.

Her eyes that sparkle no matter if they were grey, purple, blue or brown.

Her glossy brown hair in the wind and oh, the smell.

With dreams we could never dream of,

we both actually exist and are together.

Our fun laughters over the silliest jokes.

We know what the opposite is trying to tell even before it was spoken.

It was my joy that she could understand what I did.

My arts, my crafts, my work, my everything.

She was my inspiration and she deserve what she inspired.

I can't say we are totally alike and a perfect match.

But our differences hold us together.

I was comfortable in my converse and baggy pants

and so was she in the shorts and bright orange flats.

Why are there pictures of girls??

Because I don't need to be a guy to love her as my friend.

Mind me if you mistaken me by a guy.

I'm sorry I it did on purpose.

I love Ching as a good friend.

We are both single and we like guys.

We have our ups and downs.

Oh, of course our dramas.

But all of that just makes us stronger.

We never knew we could find such good talkative partners.

We thought only we did those stuff others just don't seem to understand.

We both read about Jane Chuck and Xia Xue.

We actually have alot in common for girls.

Common doesn't mean everything.

I still love my short hair and she with her long one.

We even dyed our hair almost the same colour.

How weird but at the same time lovely.

I will still love walking in my wonderful heels and

She will always love her orange flats.

I believe our story just started.

We have atleast until we graduate.

We have our fun times,

sometimes even more romantic and weirder than you can ever think of.

I cycled her on my grandma's bike.

How romantic if we were couples.

But it was fun.

I bet many city couples have never even tired it.

Our love for ourselves, our family and each other will bring us far and strong.

We are not desparate for guys as we have all the attention and love we need.

Lets continue our story my love.

I have no idea what was that for but I'm bored and its holiday.

Not everthing is non-fictional btw.

Goodbye My Love

2010-11-19T02:54:00.000+08:00

It was the last day of school where all the high school lovers say their goodbyes.

Some was so extreme that.. (think about if yourself)

but there was a little goodbye that touched me.

It was a quiet coridoor,

he pulled her towards him into a classroom nearby.

He looked her in the eyes and took hold of both her hands gently.

There wasn't much to be spoken nor to be done.

It was the last day of school,

they wouldn't meet each togetehr till the holidays end.

The holidays will decide their future.

She was in trouble with another guy but he didn't bother.

He softly whispered " Pray with me for the last time please."

She wasn't a believer of Christ but she just closed her eyes and listened to him pray,

" Dear Lord, we put our future in your hands,

we might not know what is ahead of us but we trust that You will help us make the right decision."

He prayed for her safety and all but most of all,

he placed his future relationship with her in the hands of the Father he believes.

Both said their farewells and left.

PLEASE DON'T THINK THIS AS MY LOVE STORY,

half fictional, mostly my imaginary thoughts.

Fun Facts about Girls

2010-11-15T22:21:00.002+08:00

When you say: “Don’t be late.”
You mean: “Don’t make me wait.”

When you say: “Just give me 5 minutes.”
You mean: “Come back tomorrow.”

When you say: “Do I look okay in this top?”
You mean: “Am I fat?”

When you say: “Look at her, she’s hot!”
You mean: “Look at her, who’s hotter?”

When you say: “Look at him, he’s hot!”
You mean: “Look at him, he’s hotter!”

When you say: “It’s quite hot today, isn’t it?”
You mean: “Why the hell did you bring me to a mamak?”

When you say: “I love you.”
You mean: “You’d better say it too.”

When you say: “I hate you.”
You mean: “I hate you.”

When you say: “I hate dressing up.”
You mean: “I love dressing up.”

When you say: “Do these jeans look too skinny on me?”
You mean: “Am I fat?”

When you say: “I don’t mind walking in the rain.”
You mean: “I don’t mind walking back alone in the rain unless you pass me an umbrella before I drown, please.”

When you say: “I wish I was like Carrie Bradshaw.”
You mean: “I wish you were like John Preston.”

When you say: “Babe, it’s okay, you don’t really have to get it for me.”
You mean: “Babe, oh my gawd, you’re REALLY getting it for me??”

When you say: “I love your shoes, they are gorgeous!”
You mean: “Mine are prettier. Admit it.”

When you say: “Who is that girl on your Facebook profile?”
You mean: “WHO IS THAT GIRL ON YOUR FACEBOOK PROFILE?”

When you say: “Is that gym any good?”
You mean: “Am I fat?”

When you say: “Is Africa a country?”
You mean: “I’m not that dumb, I’m trying to see if you are.”

When you say: “Of all days I can’t go swimming today, sorry.”
You mean: “Another IQ test. Try not to be an idiot.”

When you say: “I don’t understand why 22 grown adults are chasing one little ball around a field for a whole month.”
You mean: “I’m giving your @$$ 10 minutes before I leave.”

When you say: “Twilight is awesome.”
You mean: “If you don’t watch the third one with me, it’s game over.”

SHINee

2010-10-28T18:12:00.000+08:00

This is from SHINee Hello.

Look at the far left.

Who says boys can't look good in short bangs?

Teacher cut only like gonna die.

He looks good.

Random Happiness Drawn

2010-10-27T19:05:00.001+08:00

Have Fun

2010-10-27T19:02:00.000+08:00

You shouldn't need any reasons to make yourself happy.

Dressing up and just plainly being silly can be a good thing once in a while.

Anyway, if you really need a reason to, its October.

If there's no party around, start one and invite me.

Or just take some pictures and share it on Facebook.

Finals are around but don't let that take away the fun.

Best Korean Boy Group

2010-10-27T18:42:00.000+08:00

Happy? Update

2010-10-20T17:26:00.000+08:00

I'm happy now.

Happy with how I look and how things are.
Blast my face with light and saw all the flaws.
OMG, that is the result of being lazy when it comes to beauty and skin care.

There are only lazy girls and no ugly girls.

All the black / white heads, red bumps, fine lines.
Lazy some more, very ugly already.
Thankfully I got my lazy bump up last night.
Steamed my face so that my pores open, kiwi mask, eye patch.
Now not so bad but results won't be anytime soon.

Happy with my body,
working out is good.

Have been working out. Not as much as others do but I think it should be enough for now.

Atleast half an hour of trampoline, 100 sit ups and crazy sweating.

Now I don't look in the mirror and try to suck in all the fats.

Happy with my hair.

Have you seen my new hair?

It might look the same but some adjustments were made.

Rather fitting for my face now.

But to maintain it, giving me excess duties.

I still have no plans of keeping my hair long so save it.

Happy with my closet.(rather)

Happy with the shoes part.

I now have quite alot of shoes for a silly 16 year old.

Not having any no-shoe-to-match problem so far.

Dresses, jeans, shorts, skirt and tops not really giving much problem.

The basics work well but the thing now is to match more new outfits.

I hate wearing the same thing again and again. Boring.

Shopping now would be great to more or less upgrade.

Now is around the autumn season.

Notice I have to earth colours or orange. Weird not.

I still preffer green and B&W.

But will venture on new colours.

Eying on some unique leggings and purple dress.

Happy with how things are coming along. (most)

Stopped piano class.

I wanted to play a song on the piano that day but as soon as I reached the chorus I remembered why I stopped in the first place.

Hoping that things will change and I will continue my piano class again.

Maybe picking up dance classes with Adele.

Looking forward to it but I'm not sure about my parents yet.

But I would love to have a start soon.

Studies?? I'm not sure.

I think I'm doing for economics cause I love it.

Teacher think I'm capable too.

But Perdagangan giving me a little problem here and there.

The teacher is more or less pulling us down.

Will try to work harder on it but now I'm not having the urge to continue.

Kind of being near the line of giving up but will pull through towards phase 2 finals.

Accounts is really killing me.

Passing is already very good for me.

My hope of passing is now on my project and I can't even do it well after the sixth time of failing.

Others are fine I guess.

What's with all the rant?

So wrong of me.

sorry.

Dark clouds above

2010-10-20T16:59:00.000+08:00

Open My Eyes

2010-10-03T02:38:00.000+08:00

I constantly take my nap.

Waking up in the evening, my room would be quiet and dark.

I will always feel lonely.

I have the habit of texting my friends after waking up.

It feels less saddening.

It makes me feel less lonely.

How I wish to be able to wake up with a smile on my face.

or waking up seeing someone beside my bed smiling at me.

Freaky, yes but in a nice way.

So I text friends that I know will reply me with smile faces.

Its like they are smiling.

Not bad of an idea huh?

*smiles*

Ribbons & Aeroplane

2010-10-03T02:23:00.000+08:00

You tied a ribbon, I flew a plane.

What an odd combination.

Its just a piece of random memory to me.

A lil' something that paints my life with colour.

Sometimes you need not a boyfriend to not feel lonely.

Good friends will do fine.

Life will then be easier and happier.

An acquaintance, an odd bond.

A noisy active girl, a quiet shy friend.

Just quietly listening, you are there.

Never annoyed, never angry.

You lift my burdens and carry them instead.

Not letting me walk alone, you walk behind me.

You try solving problems that doesn't really exist

but because I'm thinking about it.

You remind me of things I never remember.

You never pushed me away eventhough people are laughing at you.

You didn't scold me or look down to me

after those silly mistakes I made

but encourage me to learn and mix it.

Thank you, you've been a good friend.

Cold, Hard and Painfull.

2010-09-26T01:24:00.000+08:00

Somebody told me something, that made me wanna cry.

I was angry, furious and upset.

Now, everytime I go shopping, I think of what he said.

Now I am aware and afraid. Not very good.

Lets call that meanie StickMan.

Because what he say pokes and prickles me.

and leaves tiny dots as scars.

Eventhough it has passed, it haunts me.

So I was out with StickMan, shopping at Pavilion.

It all started well, I knew that StickMan is very judgemental at times.

So I dresses nicely, PDI tee, COTTON ON skirt, BONITA bag and LuiLui heels.

Not to revealing or too covered up. Just nice.

At first, he was just naming a few brands I should try on.

Then helping me choose some clothes we come about.

Then those ugly words came out.

Those words I still hear clearly in my head.

StickMan asked,'what's your normal budget when you go shopping?'

I answered 'Not more than 50, 70 is the max, even for dresses'.

Then StickMan was in thoughts.

I didn't it see coming.

Joanne, should increase your budget. Its too cheap.

You should try so-and-so brands, they're less cheap.

You should wear this, its branded you know.

You shouldn't buy cheap clothes, it makes you cheap too.

Then it was more detailed.

StickMan: I hate FOS and ROMP, its like worst than pasarmalam.

I will never wear cheap clothes.

I have my standards.

I only wear comfy branded clothes.

I really wanted to slap him right infront of everybody.

Who would say such thing.

Such inconsiderate words.

What are you trying to say.

I politely asked him to stop but he didn't. He just kept going on.

Not only towards me but to another friend that kept utter silence.

It wasn't fair, it wasn't for him to judge.

He was supposed to be our friend not the enemy.

If you are bloody rich and stuck up.Be it.

But you are just slightly above me.

You wore Billabong tee, fake Versace jeans and old Adidas shoes.

What can you prove to be so much more than me?

You chose some clothes that generally everybody wouldn't wear.

You talk about really branded stuff but don't dare to step into the shop.

You talk about how bad people dress, when you yourself not being able to impress me at all.

Telling me this and that, just makes me hate you even more.

We walked into Adidas, you are telling me how nice these jersey and tees are.

How good it would be for you to have one.

How good material and not cheap it was.

How I should clothes like these.

I am nothing less than what you say I am.

Temporary shutting that hole of yours.

I actually wear Addidas to bed. Take that.

And I have that one you wanted to buy in my room just not the same colour.

Why didn't you just stop?

Why must you put others down to lift yourself higher up?

Why don't you ever use your brain?

What are you trying to prove to me?

I know we are friends,

I was really angry, still do once in awhile.

We see each other so often, I can't get rid off you from my life.

We have friends in common that actually saved you life from me.

I don't want to argue. I put it aside so that our friends don't get troubled.

Don't ask me to forgive, I'm trying very hard.

Don't ask me to forget, because I can't

Your words will forever be the cold hard wall between us.

Now you still talk to me as usual, about branded stuff.

Maybe not clothes or bags.

It may not hurt anyone's feelings but it certainly reminds me of what you said to me.

You went to my party telling me the food somewhere else is better.

The food here is cheap and the place is not classy.

Constantly repeating how 'the other place' is so much better.

I saw the look on your face.

I honestly told you in the morning that I will pay but I don't have much.

Why must simply order something more expensive than the rest?

To prove that you are better? and others less?

I don't mind paying for that was what I promised.

I asked the question.

It may be hurting to you, but be it.

You deserved it. I said that right infront of everybody.

'Is the food too cheap for you?'

How do you do?

2010-09-26T00:35:00.000+08:00

I can't really remember what has been happening to me but you'll get the idea.

Have not been studying enough, guilt is coming in.

That is something slowly but surely.

Its not good. Hopefully the guilt will be great enough for me to start studying.

and stop thinking that I have enough time, because I don't.

Had two weeks of holiday but only went out once with friends.

Was kinda grounded, daddy complains that I wander around too much.

Stop the sobbing, I shall sleep. I did.

Cleaned my room but its messy again. I like it.

Remember the post where I was up to no good?

Well, I finally gave Arthur something.

The dry flowers worked but it looks so emo and sad.

So I bought fresh flowers and delivered them right to his house.

I like giving people weird things.

I like getting weird things. A cow or a dinosaur counts.

Gifts are meant to be special isn't it?

The price only matter when the person is not sincere.

I am 16 now.

My birthday was on the 21st of September.

It was better than last year I guess.

Nothing much sad.

Those that matter won't mind, those that mind don't matter.

I got my yearly text and calls for James. Long time cutie friend.

People that I thought never remembers didn't forget.

And those whom I care for didn't care less.

Celebrate my birthday with church friends at CAFFEINEES.

It was crazy and noisy in such a way that I loved it.

Playing toys and cards, can be fun and crazy.

Food was enjoyable but sad I couldn't pay. Sorry.

Also celebrate with my school buddies at the same place.

Not so noisy but fun in our way.

Food was nice eventhough I had to pay. Worth it.

Hours flew past just like that.

Then got really sick right after my party.

The pain in my throat was killing me.

Even coughed blood but now I'm getting well again.

Medication making me well but sick at the same time. Oh well.

Just Fun & Joy

2010-09-26T00:07:00.000+08:00

Have I every mentioned that I have quite alot of cousins?

Many people say I'm hyper.

Hmm? What about my cousins??

Well, they are too. Not sure if it runs in the family but they are kids.

Kids are so argh!!

Noisy, messy and crazy.!

Did I mention Annoying?

They are, constantly asking the same old question,

'Jie Jie (elder sis) can you play with me please?'

Oh! Not to mention it always comes together with puppy dog eyes.

I don't really bother but I can't deny the fact that I love taking pictures of them playing.

They love the camera, always wanting attention.

Its their reaction they display on their face that is priceless.

Ask an adult to give that big happy smile to you, you sure you got the right smile?

Its how they play and have their adventure that makes the picture interesting.

All they think about is FUN FUN FUN and more FUN.

Joining them is fun too, forget the lady manners for awhile will you?

Climb, jump, dance, shout and laugh freely.

Rather enjoyable sometimes.

Notice the picture on the right above.

The little girl that didn't jump at the far left.

How cute. How epic. How lovely.

Eventhough the left picture captures a better jump shot,

but doesn't the one on the right that attracts you?

Through flaws we find perfection.

Through joy we find hope.

Through failures we find success.

Through God we find love and comfort.

Through friends we find support.

Through dreams we find hope.

Autumn Breeze

2010-09-14T17:46:00.000+08:00

Autumn breeze giving me chills.
The suddenly ache to my bones.
As a reminder to what might happen next.

Will that day be just another day or will it be history?
Wanting to know yet fear.
The fear of being forgotten.

A day which I take as a measurement to my existence.
Is actually a silly idea to say.
They might just forgotten.

I have been holding on tight but I'm getting tired.
My history and my promise to my future is pulling me away.
You are all in fast pace.
I'm afraid I may not catch up.

Do I really have to choose?
If I had chosen, then why is it still hard for me to be with.

I should be more optimistic.
Yes, I will be.
For no matter what happens, I know I won't be alone.

You may not be around for a while.
But you will always care.
I will not give up, hope you wouldn't either.

It is left nicely on display, it should stay there.
I will just walk pass once in awhile.
It is enough for me.

I will reach for the top.
Believing that there will be a place for me.
A place right for me.

Break Free

2010-09-04T15:53:00.001+08:00

I walked away for I was on the wrong path.

Now I'm back, with cuts and bruises but standing up straight, going on.

The wrong path I took, the mistakes I made.

Starting to remind myself to never lock myself in the room ever again.

Not in any time soon atleast.

I tied a knot without think is its useful or harmful.

It tied me up and I was bounded.

Bounded with responsible, guilt and trouble I did not need or want or expected.

I couldn't stand it. I was tied up.

I had to make a choice to set myself free.

Should I loosen the rope or just cut it off?

I made a choice to cut it off and end the pain.

I may feel better with the rope loosen but I won't feel as good as being free and unbound.

You may like to be tied up cozily but I cannot be tied.

I should, suppose, need and must be free.

Freely dancing and swirling through the horizon sky, like I enjoy.

Flowers tickling under my nose, the sun kissing me skin.

I'm now free.

I am sure now of what I want and what I should do.

The cuts and bruises will heal and the scars left will be a reminder of me.

Happy Songs

2010-08-23T20:32:00.000+08:00

I enjoy listening to this song. Its a make-you-happier song.

Music is good for us but not all. This is one that is good.

First time listening to it watching the music video, I cry.

Boo me, but its cute and sweet, right?

Kidnap

2010-08-14T18:13:00.001+08:00

All for the sake of FUN.

I took Bradley's watch and sent him a ransom note.

Mr. Bradley, I am to inform you that your CASIO is in my hands. Smile tomorrow or you will not be able to see you blue baby ever again. Take my word for it. and Do Not report to the police.

Brad didn't reply but showed the text to Ivan. Lol

Who am I

2010-08-12T16:17:00.000+08:00

I'm a chinese.

You shall have the image of a pure chinese girl.

One that wears red cheongsam that look like angpau walking around.

Tiny long eyes with yellow skin.

The thing about me is that my mandrin sounds weird.

Its like some non-chinese speaking in chinese.

I can't read and write in chinese too.

Oh, Banana.

Not to forget the fact that I hate my chinese name.

I would rather be call Joanne Foong Some-Thing.

I'm a Christian.

A part of NexGen, MetroTab, AOG.

Yeah babeh, and that doens't make me any less than awesome.

I'm a Malaysian.

One that speaks totaly like a Malaysian.

The wonderful mixture of language, rojak.

Having friends of all kinds,

from the pure to the mix hotties.

Planning to crash some friends' house this Raya for food.

Oh yes, food, glorious food.

Mamak?

The usual, maggie goreng tak mau sayur, tak mau pedas.

Sirap limau ais.

I know its not good for health.. blabla.. I'm dying at 44 anyway.

I'm Joanne.

I'm green.

A Gift for Me and a Present to You

2010-08-07T17:25:00.000+08:00

A beautiful tragedy wrapped up with a lil' glowing green light.

An unexpected present became one of the best ones yet.

"Life is like a box of chocolate, you'll never know what you're gonna get.."

Smack Me Please!

2010-08-07T17:05:00.000+08:00

Fell free to smack me when I am lazy.

Lazy to study or lazy to update this poor blog.

Up To No Good

2010-07-03T15:53:00.000+08:00

The evil genuis has some up with another plan.

A plan to dry flowers.

Got the idea of a long box with dried red roses in it.

Freaking wrong to give fresh red roses.

The roses might just end up in the freezer again.

Wish me luck.

Mummy delaying my plans..

Oh well, hope can tangguh abit.

Needs a week to be dried.

Muahahaha.. *evil grins*

Hell Awaits

2010-07-01T23:21:00.000+08:00

Seen my Facebook status during the last week of holidays?

I was being a Robinson Crusoe.

I'm a city that meant to stay in the city.

Not on some deserted island in the middle of no-where with nothing but clothes, cosmetic and a one-of-a-kind family.

Joanne wasn't a happy little beside the beach.

Everything was all well in the beginning.

We took an air plane from KLIA to Kuala Terengganu aiport.

Daddy told me that the journey will be long but a nice hotel will be expecting us.

I took motion sickness pills to avoid turning all sick and green.

Took a tourist bus to the jetty and a speedboat to the island.

When we arrived, I didn't feel good.

I should have asked the boat to hold on.

The view was spectacular, no doubt.

We started off with lunch.

It was nothing pleasent to be eaten on a vacation.

Fries and white rice??

I had a better meal back at Raub, NS camp.

The place wasn't clean.

Sticky and the plates and mugs just gives me the thought of nursery and jail.

I thought maybe its just the food.

We went up to the room.

Oh wait, it was more like a.. erm.. wooden box..

2 big beds and a tiny weird looking toilet.

I was very sure mummy told me that our family will be having 2 rooms.

Why is everyone in here with me?

OMG, I have to share bed, toilet and 3 whole day and night in the same torture box as my brother?

I was please at all.

Even my messy room is better.

I couldn't just throw my tantrum, I knew I was gonna get 'unwanted greetings'.

I put my bags aside, threw myself on the bed and slept.

I couldn't bother much at that moment.

I was fed up with everything.

Before I could pull myself together,

I was awaken and hurried to get ready for the sea.

All I wanted at that point was to sleep through the nightmare and get back to KL.

I broke out.

But it didn't stop my parents from pushing me out of the wooden box.

In no time, I was a another speedboat to another island nearby to do some snorkelling.

It was a long ride.

As the sea breaze swep my hair across my cheek,

it wiped my tears.

All I wanted at that moment was to get home.

Awake from the nightmare.

I could feel my tears flooding my eyes and sight.

Chased by the strong wind, my tears hid behind my face towards my ears and hair.

Hiding the wind, the sun and the people whom had started my nightmare.

I really tried to enjoy the sight and colourful creatures.

But the smiles drawn on my face was mask hiding my fear and horror.

There were fishes close to me.

It was like a dream come true to many people for it was wonderful.

But I couldn't help but fear.

All I wanted was to get away.

I couldn't get to the shores for the shallow seas were full of chorals.

I just closed my eyes, breathed and floated there.

I don't get why would people enjoy seeing you scream.

I had fear but they had fun.

Leading the fishes to me, scaring me to death.

Soon, we were heading back.

I told daddy through out the days that I wanted to leave.

Give my the money, I will find my way home no matter what.

I wanted to get away.

Hell went on.

When I thought everything was at its worst and that I could no longer take it,

I really wanted to call.

Call back to KL.

A word from you would had meant alot to me at the moment.

Thinking that you would most probbly think that I was being a nonsense and that you would be too busy with your life,

I ended the called.

I really wanted to call but what would I tell you.

I had to think of a way to survive hell.

You wouldn't want me crying.

I had to do thing my way.

Joanne's way of getting through it all.

The only thing there worth my tears was the view.

I had with me more than enough clothes and cosmetics.

I'll look pretty and take pictures.

Basically, that was how I survived it all.

By looking good.

You would find what I will say totaly unlogical but I actually did it.

I wore make up every single moment.

Even at the beach in the water.

I took dips in the water to cool myself down.

I changed my clothes very often.

As often as more than 5 sets of clothes even before dinner.

I heard a song playing '...what do you want from me....'

I thought to myself, I want a one-way ticket back home.

Everything was good for pictures except for the spoiler that talks.

Not mentioning who but it wasn't pleasant.

It was then time to leave the island on the third day,

I thought everything would end.

But the the man from hell just wouldn't let me go.

I was left wandering the haunted streets of Kuala Terengganu.

We were told that the streets would be filled with shops and thing to buy.

But 99.9% of the places were closed.

It was a haunted street.

Can't you just drop me hanging out in some mall??

rather than in a haunted street where u can't find clean toilet and a place to rest.

It was hot, I need to find a place cooling.

The only place left to go was The Store.

I walked in the almost-collapsing supermarket and grabbed a stick of icecream.

Found a staircase and rested my feet there.

It was all out the my mind.

Getting shoo-ed for sitting and eating in public area.

That shouldn't and will never ever happen to me again.

That cleaner lady thinking that I was some stupid kid that came out form the jungle or something.

Never eaten ice cream and being in a supermarket.

She just gave me that look.

Please la..

Then headed for sight seeing.

Visited a mosque.. The Crystal Mosque..

It just covered with glass.

Whats the big deal?

Waited there for a very long time.

I was dying.

Then daddy decided to stop at a restaurant to have dinner and rest.

I didn't want to eat.

Then we were of to the airport but that wasn't anytime soon after dinner.

Was reliefed when I reached the airport.

I could finally go home.

But then got a stomache.

Dang.

Swimming Memories

2010-07-01T22:09:00.000+08:00

I had the opportunity to meet up with my awesome old school friends.

Had a refreshing swim on a hot afternoon day.

Everything went well except for the B**** at the pool.

Lets talk about somebody to cool me down before the happy rants.

Yes, I swim in bikinies but not bikinies alone.

No free show.

I was in shorts and a blue tube.

I don't think my friends would have any problem with that.

But that somebody couldn't bother her own business and shouted out saying that I was looking stupid in my undergarments.

Oh wait, she's a nobody that swim in pink flats.

Pissed me off.

Blablabla..

Smile!

Of to the happy thoughts.

I really miss being around Wen and the rest.

I am a childish and kiddish little girl.

But not all the time.

Only when I'm happy and safe.

Wen look's after me well,

I'm a happy little girl around her.

Mind me, but yes.

I was happy being the ubber perky me.

Just laughing and merely being lame.

Eventhough I sang chinese karaoke not knowing chinese and swim with some fellow Cina.

But they are the Cina I miss once in awhile.

I do really hope that eventhough I may not be able to be there with them always,

we will not forget each other or atleast remember the memories we share.

Separately we will run the race.

Meet you guys at the end.

Hospital

2010-07-01T21:46:00.000+08:00

I know I lack consistency nowadays.

Oh well, I am one lazy bum bum.

Anyway, back to the routine rantings.

I went to the hospital during the holidays.

To get my itchy ears checked.

I know my post is so delayed.

Well, I have ears that are as annoying as the person with the ears.

It has been really itchy, now still.

Doctor can't really tell what it is but treatment was given suspecting some sort of rash or ezema in my ears.

So now I'm popping pills and put steroid base cream into my ears.

Come to think of it, putting cream in the ears are gross.

No choice for me though.

lets see how its goes.

Current Love

2010-06-12T01:37:00.000+08:00

I'm on a strawberry craze!

Love them <3

Break Free

2010-06-12T01:32:00.001+08:00

My holidays have just started people.

I know many of yours started during school break.

I have school break too but I had piano exam on Thursday.

Sad case, I'm an epic failure.

My nerves cracked and I screwed up.

I may fail and just stop playing piano.

Oh whateva.

Not a very happy holiday to come.

Not much cash to go shopping.

But I REALLY WANT TO SHOP!!!

Its my aim for this school break.

But daddy sents me to Redang.

So not me, I'm a city girl tat like the city, not the beach.

Oh my,

the blabbers.

all the rants.

Stopping right here.

Not Going Down Without A FIght

2010-06-02T02:04:00.001+08:00

Picture taken from Maelodee for illustration purpose only.

You didn't want to play at the first round, you chose another opponent.

You gave up on me.

I wasn't please at all.

Its a fair game, you don't get decide everything.

I wasn't going down without a fight.

I showed no reaction for I know first impression matters and so does the last.

After the flight of time,

I knew your hands was going to get itchy soon,

added a droplet of guilt and started the game once more.

This time, the game wasn't a friendly one.

You may just tripped me a little but

I wanted you to fall flat on the groud badly.

You faggat, left the battle ground once more.

But this time with a slight improvement of grace, through the shadows.

Silence was your guide through the dark.

You may now think very highly of yourself for the attention even after the exit

or the surround yourself with guilt and shame.

Without much anger, I would prefer the second thought. *smiles*

You don't get to give up on me this time, why?

I gave up on you before you could know.

Pathetic.

Happy Weekend Dance

2010-05-29T02:08:00.000+08:00

I've been rather busy.

Just like many of you, MidYears.

Eventhough my weekdays are like decades but my weekends are fun.

Dance practise, long, tiring but always fun.

All the giggles and laughters.

Best exercise for your laughing box.

The real thing will be on Sunday afternoon.

3p.m. to 5p.m. at Wisma Philomath, Batu Caves.

Heart pumping awesomeness.

I am a little worried but I am sure that I will have a great time.

If you can come then come. =D

Just a Picture

2010-05-22T02:15:00.002+08:00

Party & Birthday

2010-05-22T02:14:00.000+08:00

I've been going to parties and I love every one of it.

One of it was Joe Yee's.

We kinda had a suprise part.

She could figure out the cake when we went to the kitchen and Jia Wei saying that Joanne is crying in the kitchen.

Until now I don't get PSP, espesially at parties.

But Jia Wei seemed to loved it.

Carmen See and Queenie was the few people I first met.

This is Kristy, she take picture very selamba one.

I'm sorry I can't say much about it, cause I kinda forgot?

Oopsy.

It was at Aki's btw.

Clear the Mushroom

2010-05-22T01:49:00.000+08:00

My blog has been rotting, I know.

I needed a cat to remind me to update, shame on me.

Anyway, I'm back but not for long.

My Midyear is still going on and it doesn't seem welcoming to me.

I'm getting a big fat F for maths, I felt so stupid I wanted to cry.

I went through alot during the time of not blogging.

There was the Metro Carnival that was crazy, Mad2Max, Joe Yee's Birthday, Mothers' Day and so many many many more.

I'm sorry for being lazy.

How Do You Do? (rants)

2010-04-22T21:38:00.001+08:00

Okay, little update about the perasan-ed one.

Haven't been much news about me nowadays huh?

So here goes;

Read if only you're interested or you're really bored.

Keeping a constant and steady pace in school.

Not so scared of doing things my own now.

Not so lost I would say.

Homework being at a normal rate now.Undone that is.

Didn't go to school yesterday,

Faris cursed me saying that I will have cirit-birit because I tak loyal.

and so I did but not the unloyal part la.

Got a terrible headache after that.

Got to meet new people,

other than the ones I've been with since I came.

Raftly know who is who, I guess.

Got to know some scandals and secrets. =P

Now my group member of the Chinese Society

know me as Coca-cola can.

Because I wore red thats why they elected me as leader.

What dumb but fun way the choose leader.

I can remember almost every member's name now;

Tiong Chin, Wen Li, Hui Ern, Joe Yee, MiMi, Teng Teng, SuYing, Emily & KarShin.

Oh yea,

I finish my third ICBM class.

Happy but at the same time misses the staying back fun.

You know, the makan-ing at mamak and the new place under the tree.

Try the cendol under the tree, not bad. Taste like heaven when you're dead thirsty or hot.

If you feel like nibbling after lunch, try ordering roti tisu.

Fattening, I know. But its fun eating and watching your friends get messy and greedy with sugar.

Oh oh, by the way, I am single okay?

I got tricked by Facebook status.

I clicked on 'its complicated'.

I didn't expect my status to be;

'In a relationship' and 'its complicated'.

I shall continue ranting, its my blog ryte?

I went out with Alvin, YSheng and his brother on monday, since I had a day off.

First time hanging out with Alvin out of school.

U-la-la, he is so not the ex-ketua tingkatan.

Just imagine I spent my day walking with a guy that constantly remind me that he is cool. You really feel like lol-ing now, don't you?

Anyway, its was enjoyable.

Apart from YSheng trying to fit an earring that looks like a black mentos into his earhole.

I was walking with my eyes shut.

I shall remove my thought of piercing my ears.

Oh, the calming yet seductive smell of FamousAmos cookies tickling my nose when I was walking aroung Sg Wang.

Ate 3 inches of Subway. Wasn't filling but glad it didn't haunt me like the last time I ate Subway with Sharmaine.

Food : Eat Me!! Eat Me!!

Joanne: Noooo!!!

Got back in time before curfew.*phew*

Wanted to stay longer though.

Oo ooh! I bought myself a green dress.

Whole thing green.

Isn't that pure awesomeness or what?

Not very wise buying it when my purse is so empty though.

When I tried it,

Alvin: Isn't that abit too revealing?

Joanne: No. (without even thinking twice =D)

I think its okay la.

Joanne: Okay ar?

YSheng: Er.. okay la... (what lousy answer =P)

Then both of them dunno say what when I was changing.

Memang lah...

Absent minded now, so I shall end.

lol

Cupcakes

2010-04-18T18:38:00.000+08:00

As I said I 'll post the cupcake pictures,

here you go;

Cupcakes are Back!

2010-04-15T21:57:00.000+08:00

Yes!

Like finally, I'm back making cupcakes.

This blog used to be filled with cupcakes.

You'd know if you have seen this blog in green.

Anyway,

I'm making cupcakes for school.

Some competition that needs us to sell stuff.

Wish me luck.

I chose this picture because

I promised to make one specially for someone.

Its sad that you don't get to eat your own personal cupcake.

I will post more pictures soon,

Hungry?

2010-04-10T16:20:00.002+08:00

Approval

2010-04-04T22:46:00.000+08:00

Someone saw me without eye make up and told me to wear make next time.

So don't tell me I shouldn't wear make up the next time.

I look very cina.

I shall remember to put on eye make up next week kay?

24 Friend

2010-04-04T22:42:00.001+08:00

I met a new friend.

In less than 24 hours,

he saw me run around bare footed, eat bananas, pluck my eyelash out, cry and lots more.

But I'm a bad friend.

I still can't pronouce his name.

I'm sorry.

Thanks for the day, the meal and the jacket.

I can actually reconize your smell.

Change my wallpaper please.

Thinking

2010-04-04T20:37:00.000+08:00

If I think about you,

would you think about me?

Anyway, like the picture?

Younger brother Ben took it.

Happy Birthday Wei Yee

2010-04-04T20:32:00.002+08:00

Not Because

2010-04-04T20:29:00.000+08:00

See Not, Hear Not, Speak Not, Smell Not

Your suppose to think before you act.

I didn't not think

but I just thought you wouldn't mind.

If I trust you,

I get easy and straight.

I don't tapis everything including my emotions.

Day Maker

2010-03-31T21:58:00.003+08:00

How are you?

2010-03-30T21:56:00.002+08:00

Squeeze Together Sunday

2010-03-30T21:55:00.000+08:00

The person I spent the most time with last sunday would be Sharmaine.

She just won't open her eyes to take the picture.

Took off my eyelash infront of her and freaked her.

oopsy~

We went for service them dance gathering thingy which made us very confused and blur.

Then had our lunch at the mamak with Yi En.

We had some spare time so I ordered Roti Tisu.

We muched on it like kids with oily and sugary fingers.

Yi En went for CAM and both of us went for ICBM.

Judson and Jeremy was in the same class with us.

We were copying Judson's answer.

Apparently we failed our spelling test.

Then walked to Gaint to get water with Jeremy and Yi En.

Bought ice cream which cause me tummy ache.

Played badminton and was dead tired when I reached home.

Didn't sleep, had to finish up the science report I promised Vivienne.

Guys & Guys - Matt Dallas

2010-03-27T00:43:00.000+08:00

Matt Dallas from Kyle XY.

Not bad huh?

Cute? Hot? You tell me..

Angel reminded me of him and since I'm so boring now.. I started this post..

I saw the show a long time ago and recently saw Katy Perry's Thinking Of You MV and kinda stoned me seeing him as the army guy in the mv.

Anyway, I didn't know that guys see hot guys.

I was kinda shock to hear that guys actually google hot guys to view the pictures.

Is it me or it Is weird?

I tend to get the picture of some guy staring at the comp,

not blinking looking at some shirtless hot guy.

JL gave the image when he told me how hot Utt was and that he was viewing and googling his pictures.

When I think about it, I got a funny look on my face.

lol.

Justin Turns 17

2010-03-25T16:30:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday!

You're 17 now.

Any idea who is who?

Only A Picture To Remember

2010-03-25T15:48:00.000+08:00

This was something I drew a few years back.

I could never draw anything right.

So I never kept anything I drew.
I don't know where is the original but I found this pictrue.

Frozen Rose

2010-03-25T14:28:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time,

a girl had a random acquaintance with a guy.

She gave him a red rose.

The guy accepted the rose with a smile on his face and a 'thank you'.

A few days after that,

she asked the guy what happened to the rose she gave.

The guy said that he wanted to keep and preserve it.

He first placed the rose in a vase with water.

Then he thought that the rose wouldn't survive long,

for the local weather was too hot.

He then place the rose along with the vase of water into the freezer.

The next day he went to check on the rose and all he found was

a wilted rose in frozen water.

When the girl heard what he had said,

she brusted out laughing.

What a way the preserve a rose.

Sometimes, she when thinks about it, she just smiles to herself.

This is not some lame story I made up.

It was a true story that happened earlier in febuary this year.

Goodbye

2010-03-25T13:59:00.000+08:00

Just a random post to say goodbye.

The picture is weird, I know.

Weird things happen anyway.

Sorry I made a mess.

Alvin Kills Boredem

2010-03-19T23:16:00.000+08:00

Mummy dumped at a place to wait.

I had nothing but my phone and a cup of pink guava juice.

Randomly text people and miss call them but nobody reply.

So sad ryte?

Want to go toilet but couldn't find. =.=

Thankfully, Alvin came to the rescue.

He called me and we crapped to kill time.

I think I took a big bite otu of his credit.

oopsy~

Thanks anyway.

I am so crappy.

Shoe Bag

2010-03-19T23:11:00.000+08:00

No, your eyes are fine.

It IS a big red shoe bag.

Like it?
I think its awesome.

2010-03-13T10:11:00.000+08:00

Goodmorning

2010-03-13T10:08:00.000+08:00

I just woke up. Kinda late, I know.

Anyway,

This is just a random post.

I couldn't make it to church today to help with the shifting.

I want to help. =(

Sorry.

I need to be at the other church early.

For I think song item practise.

I lost my voice!

Sore throat. I sound like some monster now.

Hopefully the Difflam (anti-inflamation lozenges) hold the pain.

Drink water also pain.. Crazy..

But I still have a positive feeling for the day.

You'll never know what will happen right?

Now Its My Way

2010-03-07T02:18:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna rant about something not many of you notice.

The picture don't really have anything to do with it.

Girls with long hair only pretty meh?

Who say girls must have long hair?

Guys also can have even longer hair.

Having short hair will make me uglier ar?

In my oppinion,

If every girl also keep long hair it will be very boring.

If most girls have long hair, I purposely want cut my hair short. Special mar.. =P

Got people tell me that I should keep long hair because most guys like girls with long hair.

Why would I wana keep long hair just for boys?

I don't think it is worth it.

If he like me then why not like my hair? Ryte?

I'm not talking about anybody here but I think some girls leave long hair because they feel insecure and they like hiding their face.

Lastly about hair,

Why I wanna leave long hair when I look ugly in it?

I look like moon, face long long.

Look older and boring-er.

Another thing,

Who say girls must like pink?

Cannot not like pink meh?

I honestly think guys look better in pink than girls.

Maybe because too many girls wear pink.

I like Green!! Not Pink!!

If you like pink then don't force me to like pink also.

I think people that give me pink things very cincai.

You know why? You don't know leh..

Because almost everybody know I like green and not pink.

And how hard is it for you to know that I like green?

By giving pink things thinking that I would like it because I'm a girl is rubbish.

Actually I got alot more to write but its getting kinda boring.

I didn't write this to judge, scold or tease anybody kay?

So don't terasa or perasan.

Thank you.

I'm Not To Blame For Everthing

2010-03-07T01:16:00.000+08:00

I can't turn time.

I didn't choose to be born 2 years later.

I'm 16, so don't expect me to be matured like I'm 18.

Saying that I'm not all that and worth it just makes you immatured.

Stop blaming me and telling me that its my fault that things won't be right.

We both made an end.

Its done.

I Miss My Past

2010-03-05T19:06:00.000+08:00

Joanne was always hyper at school.

No matter what she did, she never worried about being judged.

Because she know they are the same and they knew her well enough.

Something is wrong when Joanne is not smiling or talking.

She was one of those.

Those in blue that roam the school blocks.

Those who are allowed to walk around during essembly.

Those who never needed to spend their recess with the big crowd.

Those that the teachers trust to do observation and execution.

Those who boss people around.

Those who were known among teachers.

Those who were active in everything.. Even urine test..

Now that she has moved out from the school she once hated.

She misses everything.

From the people the calls friends to the smell of the boys' toilet.

Her friends kept her awake and happy.

There were the classmates that made classes a little less bored.

Isaac who wanted to out-smart the teacher, talked alot in class and helped her got an A for PMR maths.

Wen that supports her and keeps her on the right path.

Siew Mei that was always hiding behind the book but was always willing to take all the crap and dramas.

The white Michelle who picked and was picked on, the look-alike twin.

Jun and Yee Ling always respond.

Eagle that was never right with Joanne.

Benjamin that thinks she's a freak.

Look Han Ping the uncle that keeps on nagging.

KMK that stalks her till her house.

Zi Qing that never admits he's a pro.

and all her classmates..

The Mawarians..

The Alpha's and Prefects,

Christine that gets too much of Joanne.

Walking Joanne across the street because Joanne drank 3 cups of sirap limau ais at once and got high.

Aaron that never complained about Joanne.

Just being blur and walking straight.

Eugene that argues, gives freaky stares, eats biscuit with spoon and owns tons of Seventeen.

Hendra that knew Joanne since primary school but never really bothers.

Shereen that goes crazy with her.

Never to forget,

Amir that thinks Joanne is demanding and out of her mind.

The group leader that tolerates but gives her silent treatments.

The one she calls Mir and annoys constantly.

Leaving behind..

Alvin Yang, the Alpha classmate she knew since young primary days.

The ketua tingkatan that uses floral design books.

The one that she would wait for after school because he was the last to leave.

The one that made her turn back because she felt that she left something behind.

Now there is always something missing and left behind..