Malaysian Christian Writes

Genting was fun.....And everything is lucky. LUCKY = every funny thing that happened by accident. People falling down, people dancing funny, singing funny, and all sorts and I thing I and the others with me on this trip laugh until we disturb the neighbour rooms XP. Going on rides......Friends persuaded and trick me into going to the space shot....They say not scary very fun...T.T I shout out of fear and not fun....Shout Until no voice....I come down the ride shaking and like want to pengsan. Sleep till late night....pass midnight....play poker cards and the loser has to answer a question truthfully. Its like truth or dare with not dare and no bottle. In the end all I can say about Genting Highlands is fun fun fun and laugh laugh laugh.....The fellowship to me is important...getting to know each other and getting along. Hmmm the theme park rides were just like extra fun... Who would enjoy if the were in genting all alone. Even if he were to go on the rollercoaster he would be like...

You know people use to talk big about doing scary things or when facing it you will not fear. Like telling your friends..."Ah if a guy points a gun at me i'll just grab it and punch him" well thats just saying it before experiencing it. I experienced being threatened in KL and yeah it was kinda cool in a way where there is an adrenalin rush and heart thomping. Me and two of my friends were confronted by a thin tall late 30 year old guy and man when he started saying things like give me money and you wont get hurt....It was pulsating... So my friend manage to scare him away by saying his parents were close by....Want to know more ask me...lazy to write a whole novel on this..XP

Haiz. I do not know why do I sigh. Is it because of the streaming? I do not know which class to go....so all I can do is just wait and see. It will be nice if I had a class to choose my own classmates, but you all know that thats not how it works. Life seems too short to make all the decision, to learn everything the world has too offer, or to master every skill there is. It is just impossible.

In this world nobody was born perfect( except Jesus)... When we grow, we change and choices are made. Every choice counts even the little little ones like choosing to drink either coffee or Milo. Little actions also determine who we are or will be. Nobody is perfect but we strive for perfection. We want everything right. Its nothing wrong but it is all vanity. Knowing that no one is prefect, you still search for the implausible person or thing. What we need while we are on this earth is wisdom. The wisdom to differentiate between good and bad. The wisdom to choose the right things. The wisdom to speak properly. The wisdom to think. For what I think, when there is a problem, i do make sure that I hear the story from both sides before I decide or say anything. I also make sure what I say is never offending or hurtful. Actions do speak louder than words. Whatever we do will determine us.

Have you ever felt lost inside. The kind of feeling where you look into the space and do not know what to do or where to go. I have that feeling a lot. It has made me so completely undone. I really dislike this feeling. It brings you down so much. Its like I am chasing the wind...chasing something you can never see neither grab. I feel, wait i cant feel. I like to use the word 'irony'. Its like I feel so bored and empty at times knowing I have friends and family to entertain me. At times I feel like a hypocrite telling friends not to worry and everything will be fine giving them courage and hope when deep inside me I am like a fire called worry burning inside me. I know I will get back up, but I do not know when I will fall back down.

Freedom!...or is it? After finishing a tiring non stopping torture in class there is more to come. The freaking results! And I guarantee now the results are not so satisfying as I want it to be. And during the holidays U bet i will have to study! Now I am sick. after exam...sick! bad way to end. everything is going kinda downhill for me. My mood is gone. I can't say I am one happy kid. I am happy just not feeling anything right now. The kind of feel where when one slaps you, you do not feel and you fall. Well what is done is done. There is no use crying over spilled milk. just go through this horrendous few moments of seeing the marks and shouting WALAOWEH! LIKE CRAP MY MARKS! All my hard effort but the results are not so......I do not have to tell the rest, you know what I am trying to say.

Since this blog is called Eddryll's mind.... Antonio thinks his minds says...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH feels like throwing the pillow. Only one thing....He does not know what is he angry for.