Monday, December 28, 2009
Okay. Hi all. Yes, I am posting. It's a miraculous thing isn't it? You ave to pardon me if today's post is short though. I just hurt my hand yesterday. Don't ask me why. It takes kind of long to explain. I just read Carissa's blog yesterday. Go see her new story. It was nice. Best of luck completing the story, dear. Anyway, I should write a reflection on this whole year.
Many thanks to everyone in 108 '09 - Melissa, Xiao Fan, Vivian Chiang, Chelsea, ME, Denise Chong, Wen Jia, Rachel, Hui Min, Sharon, Jessica, Huilin, Yu Qian, Vivian Lee, Yi Fan, Zi Qi, Siew Rong, An Lin, Ying Ning, Lum Jia, Mavis, Amy, Cozette, Yunni, Ying Tze, Claudia, Cherie, Denise Tan, Zia, Si Jia, Sze Qi, Yu Tzu, Sarah and Andrea.
Special thanks to my table mates - Cherie, Sze Qi, Lum Jia, Yunni. :) Thanks for your help the whole year. Actually I owe everyone alot.
Thanks to my softball batch mates too - Cheryl, Christine, Beverly, Krysia, Alyson, ME, Cozette, Alison, Lay Shuen, Shannen, Natalya, Amanda, Su-Min
Thanks to everyone who gave me support and encouragement along the way too. Wish everyone all the best! Hope to work hard with you next year too.
My very beloved cousin, there's only one who might view this, lots of thanks to you too, but I could have said it myself if I wanted to.
I take back my words about this being a short post. Its quite long, really. Since its already like that, I shall take after Carissa and write a story. Though I don't really think she wrote it on the spot.
I don't really feel like writing a love story, but it might end up as one anyway. So if you don't like love stories, cross your fingers and pray that it isn't. :) Or you could just tell me directly. So here goes: (by the way, this was done on the spot so if you have any comments, please type into the chatbox. I will amend.)
It was a gloomy day. No sunshine, no smiles on peoples' faces, no nothing. Even the sun, which was hidden behind clouds of a colour so dark it had yet to be named, was crying. This crying did not result in snow, nor did it result in rain. It just happened to result in ice. Yes, as the story continues, ice falls from the sky. Our wonderful female protagonist just happened to be the gloomiest person that day. There was no reason why, no getting up out of the wrong side of bed, no irritation, just that she felt gloomy.
"Hey! Cut it out with the boring narration! Even if there were no irritation, you would be the reason soon!" the girl shouted. Now, what was the girl's name? Ah yes, it was Giselle. Now doesn't that sound like a happy name to you? It reminds you of ---
"The world is coming to an end in 2012. Brilliant. I think it will end earlier. Anyway, the person who thought up the movie plot must have the same kind of mindset at me. After all, great minds think alike. Then again, I am the only one who has a great mind," Giselle interrupts the kind narrator. "I really wonder who it was that said I was gloomy. Do I seem like the gloomy type? Huh? Do I?" Giselle asks.
Being a kind soul, I shan't say anything. But at this moment in time, Giselle's mother just thought up a very interesting idea. Giselle was already eighteen, and paying for her daily expenses was hard, with all the Chanel stuff and new bags that came out monthly. But her mother had thought up a most interesting idea.
"Giselle, I know you know but I really don't run a bank. You should go out to explore. The world is that big anyway. Go marry a man and live with him. Its for the best. However, there is one condition. I must like his looks!" Giselle's mother states.
With that being said, she pushed Giselle out of the house. Yes, unlike fairytales, it was reality. Giselle was out of her house, alone, with nowhere to go. She looked up at the sky, which was still raining ice.
"Rotten weather. Curses." Giselle knocked on her neighbour's door and grumbled, "Hey let me in. I just got kicked out of my house. Hurry up, Stark." Would you like to guess who that friendly neighbour was? Yes, you might have guessed it, it was me. I refused to let Giselle in.
"Giselle. Will you please use your brains for once? You are a girl. I am a guy. Does it make any sense to you? Please, go find some other shelter. This place isn't available," I spoke as gentlemanly as I could. Regardless, we ended up sleeping in the same house - Giselle on the bed, and I on the floor.
I sighed. She may be my childhood friend, but she really is a troublemaker. Nothing I do with her ever ends up successful. I had heard what Mrs. Giselle had said, knowing she had Giselle's best interests at heart, I hadn't said anything. But Giselle seriously could not stay in my house, therefore I decided to set off with her the next morning to get her a proper husband.
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How boring. The story's plot is not about love and Giselle will not end up with Stark. I got so bored writing this, I may not want to continue. But just for the sake of it, I shall the next time I blog. Or maybe even the second next time. Oh well. This is the end of a really long and boring blog post.
