I don't understand adults really. I'm pretty sure they don't understand us as well. 
Well, I think it's only natural that we do not understand the grown ups because we haven't been there. 
But for them not to understand us seems as though they haven't been in our phase. 
Perhaps it's the generation gap. How things has changed from their time to our time.

I'm not fond of adults, I don't communicate with them.
To me, it's better I talk less than I talk more.
It somehow seems that whenever I talk to them,
I ended up making myself looking like a total fool,
Feels like they're judgmental and just waiting to see what you'll achieve, etc.

Being born into a family with the degree fever,
I'll tell you that there's no way I can avoid going to university,
Unless I ended up like my cousin with mental disability,
Well, I certainly don't hope so. 
Mind you, he isn't insane.
Just aren't so stable up there.
With the help of medication, he can talk and live as usual.
But he doesn't go to work, or outside,
Cause he'll try to draw attention to himself.
I've seen with my own eyes, as he takes the scissors and make dangerous gestures with it.
He was warded into the mental ward for awhile.
But nothing more serious.
He stays at home with my uncle and auntie all the time anyway.

Anyway, well, what I don't understand is that,
Whenever I play with a kid,
Well, when you hand them something,
Or want to give them something,
Be it sweets, toys,
Even thou it's harmless,
They'll just say don't give it to them,
Blah blah,
Well, I shall remember that,
Never give a kid anything. Lol.
That's just mean.
Ok then, I'll cut the crap. 
And continue watching my tv. Tata there.

I had a dream. This time a very lengthy one that seems to go on and on. Like a movie on screen. It plays for me to see. I am in it. Here is a vague description of it.

It started of with Scene 1: There's a woman, I think it's Hilda, Betty saws her, Hilda told her to go away, Betty stood there, as Hilda goes to a secret passage, then goes to a secret room. Betty followed her without her knowing. There's something scary in the room. Then just like that, it got to the second scene. [Actually dreamt of Ugly Betty and her Sister. Bizarre, I must miss that show a lot...><"]

Scene 2: I was reading a book. Supposedly "True Singapore Ghost Stories" as stated at the cover. But the stories ain't so. It's 5 short stories, I think there's a killer clown in it. I only finish the 1st story when I realize it's late already. Continue at the next scene.

Scene 3: It's night, suppose to go watch movies with my cousins. Was at a shopping mall. No idea where. Time is rushing. The movie's gonna start, we rush to the cinema. I didn't know where I'm suppose to sit, the ticket wasn't with me, I try to look for them.

There's two different cinemas, two person are suppose to go to the C cinema, which is the room I've dreamt of in Scene 1, I didn't want to go there, so I went to the U cinema. [C U? I just realize the initials, have no idea what it mean]. I went in to U cinema, my cousins are in there. It's a Scary movie[I'll not go to a scary movie, but in my dreams I did.=.=].

The scary movie played out the story in the book I read in scene 1, by the time I sat down, it just finish showing story number 2 which I didn't manage to read in Scene 1. Then there's advertisement??? In the middle of the movie, lol. That will certainly never happen in a cinema right? Ppl get out of a cinema for awhile before going back in. This is when it switch to another scene.

Scene 4: A psychopath presumably is on the loose. Killing Casanova guys. Revenge for the girls I guess. But he uses a specific method every time he kills. FIRE. In every way you could imagine. He scalded their face alive. To the state of beyond recognition. He burned the scalp of their hair. Letting them shriek in pain. He tortured them with Fire. His one and only weapon. I didn't know what happen. But I just woke up then.

It's almost 12pm, my alarm was suppose to wake me by 9am, when the last ring goes off. I never heard 3 of my alarms. Guess I was to asleep and too consumed in my dreams. It's so Freakingly scary, even thou the 1st 3 scenes had a connection with each other. The fourth scene is really crazy, it's probably a scene in the movie I was watching in my dream.

It all seems so real. Like a movie played out for me to see. Well, that's all for today's nightmare. I probably read too much ghost stories, plus all the NCIS and Criminal Minds on TV. Or maybe it's the Incredible Tales I was watching last night. ><". Whatever it is. I'm always glad that it's just a DREAM. As long as I don't live on Elm Street. The Nightmares won't turn real will it? It's only a Dream. As I comfort myself. Now I'll try to stay AWAKE and not fall asleep~

PS: Take care pals. Dream. And let Dream.

或许难以想象世界真有其人。但我相信有。

而往往都会遭到女士们的崇拜，羡慕，甚至的妒忌。

如果要说好强，一个女人的好胜跟一个男人比？

那男生也没什么胜算吧。

而我想女人跟女人比，会更有战斗力吧。

我从来就不明白，为什么女生就这么爱跟另一个女生做比较？
是女人的天性吗？
我无法否认，自己偶尔也会那样。
还是人与人之间就是这样呢？
有时候，做比较也不见得是件坏事。
因为从中提升自己，让自己做得更好，更出色。
发展就是要有战斗才能更上进不是吗？

但有时候，人们太过于重视他人的意见，他人的眼光，
看着别人比自己好而感到不服，看到别人拥有自己没能得到的而感到不满，
心想为什么他偏偏这么的出色，而自己却不管再怎么努力也不被人表扬，欣赏，称赞？

答案其实很简单，因为你不是他，他再怎样那是他的事，跟你无关。
你的竞争对手从来就不是任何人，而是你自己。
连你自己都觉得不比任何人好，那么单靠那个想法就足以让你一直跟随在别人的后头。

只有相信自己，积极的呈现自己，找寻自己的潜能，
才能真正的脱颖而出。

♥ 只有弱者才需要贬低他人来提升自己的价值。而强者则是不向社会的批评低头的那位。-珊

♥ 

每个女孩子都是公主。所以，不管遇到什么事，都不能低头认输，不论何时都要挺起胸膛。-莎拉母亲

♥ 

总是想着失去的东西，是不会得到幸福的。-莎拉

因为金钱，一个人能不谈人情。人情对那种人而言并不值钱。可是人情却是钱买不到的感情。

这世间只有廉价的人才需要用金钱买到服从，用钱收买，用钱让人向你低头。

真正有实力的人，单靠自己的魅力就能够让别人尊敬，佩服，跟随他的榜样。

一切都是靠他自己的实力来说服，来证明给大家看，他真正的本事。

如果一个人讨厌你，那么你就做那个喜欢他的人，

如果一个人欺骗你，那么你就做那个相信他的人，

如果一个人

欺

负

你，那么你就做那个善待他的人，

如果一个人鄙视你，那么你就做那个看好他的人。

如果一个人妒忌你，那么你就做那个羡慕他的人。

我的意识不是说别人怎么贬低你，你就向他低头。不是这样的。

看到那个我特别Highlight的字吗？

一个人可以选择做那些心中怀着讨厌，欺骗，欺负，鄙视的人。

但你却可以选择做那个心中充满喜欢，相信，善待，看好的心情对人。

而妒忌跟羡慕只是一线之差，以其妒忌别人的好，为是么不选择羡慕呢？Do you rather be Jealous of one's success or Admire their capability and look up to them for reference? 要做那个内心丑陋还是内心美观的人，那个就由你自己来决定。

不管别人是否会对你微笑，是否会回你敬礼，那不是重点，重点是你自己会不会对人微笑，向人敬礼。So I try to make it a point while I was in school. To greet, and to smile. Even thou I kinda suck at it most of the times. 想到也可笑，我不擅长跟人打交道。So sometimes, it felt like the Cat got my tongue and I just got stuck. Fumbling with my words. Don't know what to say.

小学时看到老师就敬礼，老师进教室，就会起立行礼。It's a very polite way as to greet a person, especially a teacher. That's one thing I admire about the Japanese and Korean culture. Forget about the people that do not practice their formalities, just focus on the people that does so is enough. We should always find the Good in people instead of the Bad. It helps shape our Pure Mind rather than Corrupted Mind.

That is why whenever we transitioned into Secondary school, we get Culture shock. Or maybe it's only me? A teacher of mine once mentioned something that despite the reality is what we all agree on. She had a point. But before that, let's talk a little about her.

She was a good teacher, a very strict one as well. She always make a point to "Tegur" us whenever we are not "Polite" enough, especially when we're "Rude". You have to greet her before you open your mouth and say something. I think most of us "Kena" say by her before, even the Ketua. Haha, but she remained the teacher that we all Respect. 

This is what she said, it's been years, so I'll say it with my own interpretation.

"It doesn't matter whether or not a teacher will reply your greeting whenever you greet them. What's important is that you greet them.那是基本礼貌。I know some teachers don't greet the students back, but you have to be the student that shows Respect to the teachers no matter what."

It's true you know? Not all teachers will smile at you, well, you'll see some showing us sour face[Student-Teacher always have this Prejudice against each other, lol]. And some wouldn't even be bothered when we greet them, there is that kind of tcher ok? U ingat apa? Itu cikgu bukan manusia ar? Nobody says EVERY teacher is Good. Of course not every student is too.

Quote: If you can keep your heads high despite being look down on, you are at a place higher than the one that look down on you. 

PS: It's your choice isn't it? It's my choice to be Better. Despite anything that May come my Way, I'm Alive and that is my Ticket to make a Change.

That reminds me of the song~ One way ticket...

One way ticket, one way ticket to the blues. Haha, even the kids will be able to sing it.