Alviss Kong's case...Bleeding Love

I knew this tragic story from my dear roommate…

I’m sure you heard of it before…..

About Alviss Kong….

His last picture..& he's crying for the girl..

Who dies for a woman he loves….

I read about him for many times….

There is something that makes me….

So interested in his story…

What was that?

I’m questioning that to myself right now…,

I agree with him about something …

We will never understand….

How people feel….

Unless, we are in their shoes….

He got that right….

I don’t blame him….

For committed suicide….

And that was for someone he truly loves…

Yes…I don’t deny that was wrong….

For any religion perception…

Never play with someone's feeling.....

 

And I know…many might think he’s crazy….

He’s out of his mind…

He must be nut..and bla..bla..bla..

But, honestly I didn’t feel it that way…

I understand how hard to stand such pain in his heart…

If it’s not DAMN HURT….

He won’t do that….

For love…we’re just unpredictable….

It drives us crazy….

Make we see what people can’t see…

And can’t see what other can see…

Act beyond our normal…

Changing without knowing it….

Just to be with that special one…

Sometimes we become VERY SELFISH…

We dare to hurt anyone to be by his side…

And sometime…we hurt ourselves….

For his happiness….

Scarify everything for nothing….

Regret that we love them….

But never think to stop loving them either…

wish the girl understand him

 

Hate him for never understand us….

Yet still trying our best for hi….

See, how COMPLICATED love can be….

But very MEANINGFUL for us….

That it’s even worth to DIE for…

He reminds me of Douglas…

On 25^th December…he’s dead in an accident…

The moment Rose told me about his accident…

I was trembling….

Can’t stop praying that he would be ok….

And when I was told that he died on the spot…

I really wish…it’s just my NIGHTMARE…

Once I open my eyes….he’ll be there….

But when I opened my eye the next day…

Mom was there by my side…

And calmly told me of everything….

She knew I would think of it as a nightmare…

Can’t even say a word…

I’m totally speechless…

I just hope…

He should break his promise last few days before the accident…

“This gonna be last the time I text & call you….until the Christmas”

And he really means it!

Hey…you should just break that promise…

Hate you for that….

Now I know…we will never know…

How important someone is in our life…

Until we lost them…

While we have time….

Why don’t just appreciate the love….

Coz we never know….

What’s tomorrow would promise us….

The 2 weeks li'l Jugam

Lately…my life really miserable!

Every corner…works are waiting….

Never say campus life is easy, my friend….

It drives you crazy….

Believe me….

But…I guess that’s a part of growing up process…

Preparation to enter the adult’s world…

So, here I am….

At the most difficult stage of life….

Ok, let’s keep that aside…

I have a good news to share….

Here we are…

Let me introduce….

The newest member in my family….

cute little Jugam

My mom named him Jugam….

Hahahaha…maybe because of his black fur…

I think mom loves him a lot….

Everytime I call mom…

All she’s talking about is…Jugam….

And I love to hear that…

According to mom….

Jugam…very hyperactive….

Even he’s only 2 weeks…

Mom didn’t put him at the garage…

Nor the back side of our home….

Like the previous one….

Because don’t want what happen to Panda..Pulau…

And the others happen to jugam….

So, Jugam ‘s the special case for us….

He lives INSIDE the house…

And luckily…if he wants to pee…or *tuuuttt….

He’ll give us a signal….

So, my brother will take him outside….

After finish…my brother will take him inside again…

Since I heard about him….

I really2 want to go back this coming holiday….

I even checked the ticket online….

But mom say…nooo..:(….

Only a few days holiday….

It’s just not worth it to buy those tickets….

Huhuhuhu….

What else could I say…

Have to wait for the semester break….

On the January…..

Owh time…..

Please be hurry…J….

my history....

05 October 1990….

A sweet memory for my mom….

When she give birth to a cute baby girl….

Newest family member…also the last one…

My dearest sister named me of a character in a novel she read….

“Mira + Lia = Miralia”

Should I praise her for that?....

Because of that name….

I always mistaken as a Malay….

But….still I’m proud of my name….

It’s my sister favorite character….

That means…she loves me…J…

In my childhood….

Mom say…its’ quiet hard to take care of me…

Why?

1.     I’m very3 naughty.

2.     Boyish.

3.     Stubborn.

4.     Over active.

The river side was my whole world. I spend  more than half of the day playing by the river side.

My hobby?....:)….Bullying!

Hehehehe…..

Hate gown….when its' comes to my cousin’s birthday party….mom and me will argue for about an hour just to force me to wear one.

Other girls with long hair EXCEPT ME….:)….

Positive side….I’m the smartest kid among others.

Creative & tricky.

Never lost in “hide & seek” game.

Start my primary school….

I was among the “slow & low” student in primary 1.

I sat at table E….(table A for the clever students. So, just imagine mine is table E).

Hate BI class.

Hate study.

Playful in class.

Good in sport and good swimmer.

Primary 2, I start to have interest in study.

Unexpected competitor for the top 5 students.

Have a serious skin problem.

Library prefect.

Listed among top 5 best students since primary 3.

Headmaster’s favorite. ( but he always called me “MILARIA”)…hmmm….

5A’s in UPSR.

Due to some sabotages, I didn’t able to enter SM Science.

Secondary school….

At smk marudi….1 hour by boat express from my village.

Stay at hostel.

I was the school athlete till I form 3.

Remain naughty as I was in childhood.

Involve in “ngajat” and dance.

Join police cadet.

Very talkative.

Well known as “talk machine” in the class….

Love to sing. (even while examination)

Room monitor.

Peer’s counselor.

Switch my class from pure science to 2^nd science class. (taking account)

Form 6

Class monitor.

More active and mature in making decision.

Top 5 best student in MUET.

Win the best class for the year.

President of the police cadet.

Hate “tamadun awal & sejarah asia”.

Had my 1^st crush with my cousin’s bestfriend.

Core group of the catholic society.

Migraine.

AJK for Kelab Setia.

Campus life….

Operation management….

1^st & 2^nd sem at UiTM Shah Alam…

Semester 3 transferred to UiTM Puncak ALam.

SiSPA & JPAM.

Life is hard!

But wonderful too.

Still figuring what the best to enjoy my campus life…..

Perhap i would  find it here.....

my new campus.....

because i had found one happiness here....

it's my dear roomate...:)....

and CVSS Puncak Alam.

Yadaa Yadaa

Its’ 30 minutes past 12 midnight….

Can’t sleep…I don’t know why…

Don’t have any mood to do my assignments either…

So, here I am…facing my beloved laptop…

Brainstorming for my BELL assignment…

Which almost drive me crazy….

Ideas…ideas…ideas….

What must it be this hard for something simple like this?...

Huhuhuhu…..

Yada..yadaa..*referring to my BELL lecture…

She’s quiet demand….

Her specialty?...

Making something simple…complicated for us.

But her key word…

“K.I.S.S”

Stand for…Keep it short and sweet!

Gosh…sound like BELL class would be a tough one for this semester.

Face it!

Public speaking…

That’s our assignment….

Mine is about late marriage among women…

Sound easy, right?

Actually, should be easy and simple…

But somehow…she turns it COMPLICATED…

“It must be attractive enough to tackle the audience.”

“If no one pays attention to your PS…means you fail.”

“A dramatic introduction.”

Bla…bla…bla…

A thousand of requirements.

Pity us…

P/S : Hopefully I’ll survive after the public speaking.