• lil_world
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      • In response to: "What do you do on the side?" Thinking. Thinking is my main hobby. When thinking overpowers me, my mum calls it daydreaming but it's not... it really isn't.
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    • What are you thinking about?

      • The closest person to me right now is my dear sister who is writing in her journal.

        Me: What are you thinking about?
        Sis: *smiles* This.
        Me: What's that?
        Sis: *grins suspiciously*
        Me: Cool! I can actually answer a Plinky!
        Sis: WHAT???

      • answered by lil_world on 04/19/2013
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    • The excitement of receiving snail mails

      • I can never understand why do friends almost never send letters the old fashioned way these days. I would never receive postcards during my birthdays (okay maybe I do once or twice in my life of 17 years) and I usually receive one or none card on the religious holidays and yet those are what I really look forward too.


        Snail Mail card.

        The last time I sent anyone a letter was last month; religious holiday cards. I even send two for my younger siblings! And they simply love it. The excitement of tearing open an envelope and pulling out your letter is something that you can't get from an email or an ecard.

        I have a keypal in the United States (I live in South East Asia) and from time to time, we send each other letters, stamps and little gifts to each other. There's also my best friend who I had met over the net who lives in the Netherlands. I sent her and another Dutch friend a letter once (which I sent to her to save postage cost) as well as a little artwork for her birthday. Both she and her mother were exhilarated to get a mail 'from the other side of the world'.

        So yes, I send people handwritten letters from time to time; most of the time, I never get a reply through the snail mail but they'll send me a thank you card over the net. But honestly, what harm can it do for one to send a little something through the mail if it gives the recipient such a feeling words cannot describe?

      • answered by lil_world on 10/10/2012
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    • A Language Overnight? German definitely.

      • But if I could pick two, I'll have French too! I can speak my mother tongue (Malay), English and a little of Arabic (which I learned in school) and Spanish (which I learned from Barney, Dora The Explorer and a few of my favourite Telenovelas :P) each.


        You don't speak any German

        If I can speak another language fluently without effort, I'll definitely pick something which I had never ever tried. My father learned German back in his youth days and my grandfather learned German when we worked with the United Nations in Geneva. So naturally, I'd like to learn German too once I've mastered Spanish and Arabic (if I'd ever would that is).

        And I fell in love with French ever since I was a little girl watching 'Madeline'. To hear a conversation in French is very much exciting to me although I couldn't really place why.

        Although I have more Chinese in my blood than any other nationalities, I am somehow not intrigued to learn Cantonese (the language my ancestors spoke) nor Mandarin (which is more widely spoken). My Chinese grandmother couldn't even speak Chinese as with many of the Chinese living in her area in her childhood days. She had always spoken Malay and she had been accepted as a Malay in the community. She's proud to be a Chinese but she's not ashamed that she couldn't speak the language. I guess I wanted to be like her.

      • answered by lil_world on 09/07/2012
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    • The Dawn of 2011

      • I was surprised to see today's Plinky prompt in my inbox as I had written something about sunrise (and New Year's Resolution). So I'll put up that post to answer today's prompt. But to answer the prompt, I like sunrise for it gives you hope but for the victorious, sunset is certainly a winner :)


        Dawn 2

        The sun is well below the horizon but it's rays succeeded in illuminating the sky with superb colours. It is the time when you paint the sky with your wishes and resolutions and vow to reach your goal. It is the dawn of 2011.

        You pick up your worn, old brush that you had been using every year and a new can of paint out to the field. You step on your tiptoes and brush your streak of paint, praising God's name and beg Him to help you be one of the lucky ones; they who would come back before nightfall, painting again with dazzling colours of success into the dusk sky.

        I had been joining the parade at dawn every year since 2007 and yet, when dusk comes, I would stand by the mirror and looked out enviously to those who succeeded. I would be full of remorse for the only reason why I couldn't get there is myself. My own stubborn self.

        Every year, my wish is to grow up and to be a woman and yet; at the end of the day, I'll cowardly hide behind the shadows of childhood. I would be lingering onto my imagination and tell myself that I do not want to grow up. I want to... stay in the past.

        When all of my friends are walking ladylike, carrying heavy responsibilities, I would be giggling with my sisters and shoving my books under the bed. I never grew up since I was 10... and being 10 was 6 years ago.

        So again, this year I've joined the flight and I really, really pray that this year I would succeed to be a woman for the sake of my mum and dad. And with that resolution planted in me, I left as the golden sun leapt out of the horizon with it's sweet smile and its rays tenderly kissing my cheek.

      • answered by lil_world on 09/07/2012
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    • ♥♥♥

      • friends

        Dignity, integrity, honestly and loyalty.

        My idea of a friend may be far different than anybody else and perhaps that is why I cannot be a 'sympathetic friend'...

        I'll give you an example: one of my best friends I've made in the cyber world hails 10 thousand km away from me. She lives in one of the most liberal countries; in a society where she can do as she likes and is free to become whoever she wants to be - be it a good person or a bad one.

        But instead of flinging with a boy every weekend, she only sleeps with those who she truly love... she didn't even kiss all of her boyfriends (chronologically of course, she doesn't keep hundreds of boys at bay). And she is being looked down by her friends as 'weird'. And yet she didn't care... she has her dignity and if everyone in the world is going to look down at her for it; then so be it. She limits her drinking to occasional parties and she that she doesn't get drunk when most of her peers would drink all weekend.

        She has the freedom and yet she limits herself. I had always thought if we share the same faith, what a wonderful believer she would be. I've often seen my friends of the same religion breaking rules as they which because it is 'restricting their freedom'. When they aren't allowed to smoke, they hide and tried because 'it is cool to do so'. They have no integrity and would do anything to get accepted and if you've a friend who thinks that way, I wouldn't want to think the sort of advices they would give me when I need a word of advice.

        And she's loyal. She's dead loyal. She won't leak out your secrets, she won't use you and dump you and she's loyal enough to you to want the best for you and would fight for your sake... even fight against you. She's honest about her views. If she thinks what you do is wrong, she would say so. And yet she won't make you feel bad if you are honest too. She's wise enough to give good advices to you and not to lead you into a wild goose chase and end up in more trouble than you originally are.

        Then of course... she's always there for you no matter what.

      • answered by lil_world on 05/14/2012
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