Touching video

Last night, my friend shared this video in facebook. It was touching so I thought I might as well share it :)

New Family Member

Another black kitty in the house! My father found it on the road. What are they thinking putting a kitten there. If they don't want it, just put it at the market or something. Humanity has slowly extincted from the world. Recently, one of my cat, Teddy was killed. We found its body a few days after it didn't come home. I really want to see the beast who did that to my cat get their punishment. That cat was only a few months old and only curious to see the outside of the house. Its sister didn't go out for a week and sleep all day long waiting for Teddy to come home but never did.

Out of the three siblings, only one left. The orange one died from sickness.

The latest picture. Teddy was the bigger one. She has grey fur.  

Ok let's relax and watch these videos (✿◠‿◠)

Bokutachi no Uta~ [Our Song]

So lately I've been very fond of this song. I love it, both meaning and melody. It's relaxing and makes me remember the good times I had with my friends.  :)

Ending song from Zetsuen no Tempest
Synopsis:
The story revolves around Mahiro Fuwa, a teenager whose sister was mysteriously murdered one year before, and his friend Yoshino Takigawa. Mahiro is contacted by Hakaze Kusaribe, the leader of the Kusaribe clan who was left stranded on an unknown deserted island by her followers, and agrees to help Hakaze in exchange for her help to find out the culprit for the death of his family. Upon learning of his friend's intentions, Yoshino joins him on his quest to stand against the Kusaribe clan who intends to awaken the "Tree of Exodus" whose power can bring ruin to the entire world.

Taken from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blast_of_Tempest

Oh My English! O_O

Good Afternoon everyone and Assalamualaikum, :)

For those who had been reading my blog, you would have noticed it was all in English, but i'm still learning and you might had found mistakes in my posts. If you have spotted any mistakes in my English, please feel free to comment so I can correct my mistakes. Before, I have my teacher to correct it for me, but since I can no longer meet him at school, so it would be pointless if I just keep on repeating the same error without anyone correcting it. 

Language studies is not really my thing. I'm not sure why but I can't seem to follow the rules LOL 

I got A for BM and A+ for English in SPM. How did this happened? I can still remember my  tuition teacher when i was 11 years old. She looked at my results and said, "Are you really Malay? Your English is better than your BM." Maybe it's because BM is my mother language, so it's hard to shake off the slang.

I still remember when I was taking UPSR, I studied English through songs and after that it escalated to watching movies and animes (mostly animes). I learnt a lot of my vocabulary from animes. So my Grammar is actually most from there and it has become natural to me. 

So, once again, if you found any errors in my posts, feel free to comment or mail me. 

See You Again 

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Which one is me? You don't need to know :P

Maybe I should tell about what I have been doing for the past months. (or should i say, since 2 years ago)

Killing a boss together

Obviously, I've been playing Online Games. Another way of using my English ^_^

Some of Malaysian I found in the game

Got a costume for a cheap price. Start posing :) With one of my classmate

Life

The teacher walked into the classroom. It was the first period and the teacher will start taking attendance. Neither Iz nor Ikhwan was here. The day went by pretty dull without them.

I quickly took out my phone when the school bell rang at 1.40 PM. “Why don’t you come to school today Iz?”  I wrote my message and sent it to Iz’s mobile phone. Reply came a few seconds after. “I’m at hospital right now, got admitted this morning.” That reply shocked me!

I rushed to the hospital and then I realized I’m hungry. So I stopped by at the hospital cafeteria to get some lunch. I bought sweet buns for me and Iz. “It must be serious. The last time he was admitted to the hospital was last year. I hope it was false alarm.” I talked to myself.  “What are you doing standing in someone’s way and talking to the door?” I somewhat knew that voice. I turned around and there he was. “Watch your words Ikhwan!”  Why does he always have to get on my nerve?

“What? It’s the truth. I’m trying to get inside but there’s someone in the way. So move now!” said Ikhwan with a bit shouting.

“Can you be a bit more polite like Iz? “ I asked.

“We have the same face so I don’t see the need to have the exact same personality!”

“But your personality is just complete…”

“Guys come on. Don’t fight in front of my room. You’re disturbing the others.” Iz cut into the conversation leaving it at that.

“I bought sweet buns. Let’s eat together.” I said while walking in.

I had known the two of them since kindergarten.  Their family moved in next to my house. We became best friends right away. Izwan and Ikhwan were twins with different personalities. While Iz was sweet, polite and amiable, Ikhwan was just an impolite, scary, quick tempered jerk. Ikhwan had been my arch enemy since then. Every time we met, we will start quarrelling. Iz will just sit and laugh at us and cut in when things get out of hand.

“I have a favor to ask,” said Iz suddenly.

“What is it?” asked Ikhwan.

“Why don’t the two of you go out on a date? Take a lot of pictures and show them to me. How about going to the amusement park this weekend?” said Iz.

“WHAT?!?” Ikhwan and I shouted from the shock.

“Do it for me, please. I want to go out, but I can’t,” Iz begged. We can’t possibly refuse.

On that weekend, I went to the amusement park with Ikhwan. I was not enjoying it at all! Ikhwan keep on stirring me up! He even made fun of me with the pictures!

We showed the pictures we took at the amusement park at Iz. Iz burst out laughing while looking at the pictures. “Look at this picture. You are smiling but then Ikhwan made it blurred! Hahahaha!” Iz was laughing so much that day.

                One day, Iz was not in his room. I asked the nurse and got to know he was taking a walk at the hospital park. I went to the park and saw Iz was together with Ikhwan. “Come here!” shouted Ikhwan. I rushed over to where they were standing. “Let’s take a picture of us.” Iz said while smiling.

                After that day, I lost contact with Iz and Ikhwan. Even if I went to the hospital, the nurses won’t let me go see Iz. I was lost and confused.

                A few weeks after that, I received a call from Ikhwan. Iz had died. I feel like my feet were no longer touch the floor. Ikhwan’s voice was trembling. I went to Iz’s funeral, and met Ikhwan at the entrance. He looked pale and restless. I went to talk with him. “Iz had been weak for the past few weeks. I knew he won’t hold on any longer but…” he said with trembling voice. His eyes were watery. My heart aches so much seeing him like that. I knew Ikhwan treasured Iz so much. He must be hurting a lot. That was the first time we talked without quarrelling.

                The next day, a letter came. As I checked it, it was from Iz. Behind the envelope, written: “Please open this letter at the hospital bench in the park.” I went to the hospital park and open the envelope. A picture slipped out from the envelope. It was the picture we took at this bench before I lost contact with Iz. Behind the letter, written: “Please God, may they find happiness. Thank you for being my friend.” Tears flowed down my cheeks. I saw Ikhwan, he was holding the letter too. Tears were flooding his cheeks.

                Even when years had passed, Izwan and Ikhwan will always be my best friends. Live your life to the fullest and don’t leave anything for you to regret later.

--=== The End ===--

It's been a while! （‐＾▽＾‐）

I’ve been lazy to type anything for the last few months but I think I should put this one. (^o^) This was the essay I wrote for SPM English 2012. It has been a bit altered such as there are a lot more dialogue than what I wrote in the exam paper and there are idioms that I don’t remember where I put them. So this essay has no idioms in it.

The storyline was taken from a comic I read, The Gift from Heaven (Ten Kara No Okurimono) by Mizutani Ai.