Monday 5 November 2012

"Do not judge a book by it's cover"

This spider looks colorful and beautiful,
Just like the colours of skittles,
However it is poisonous,
One bite, you die.

Roses are pretty,
Red, pink, purple, and even blue,
But there are thorns on it's stems,
Touch it, you bleed.

She looks gorgeous, he looks handsome,
She always has a nice smile, he always has a nice grin,
They look nice,
But that is just a mask.

Thursday 11 October 2012

My Earliest Memory :)

     I have many many memories from all my years that I have lived so far. Memories, there are so many that are unforgettable, so many that makes you even feel excited and happy on the spot. There are also lots of sad and heartbreaking memories that you wish you can just forget them all and live a new life.  Of course, if you were to ask me what my most earliest and memorable memory is, it will definitely be a  joyous one.  I lived for a bit more than fifteen years now, and my most memorable memory would be my lovely cat plushie, Wabebe.
     After I came to Canada which was when i was two years old, I got a plushie cat doll from McDonalds happy meal. I loved it a lot.  I named it Wabebe. I know it's a pretty weird name but I liked it and I actually still do. Her fur colour was white, had peachish orange ears  and three pinkish orange whiskers on each side, her size was about as big as half an iPad. I thought of her as an actual pet that's alive and real. I brought her everywhere, whenever I was going out, vacation, and even school. Whenever school had show and tell, I would always bring her to do it. I would always say " This is Wabebe. I love her, she's my cat. She's white and cute and outgoing.". Then everyone ( at least the girls ) would say how it's cute, or some would say it's a bit dirty and I'd actually get really mad over that. I'd frown and just leave.
     My sister once took Wabebe to play without telling me. I never got mad over anything like that but Wabebe was always a special case. I always thought Wabebe would be in danger and be lost if anyone takes her without telling me. I guess I was a bit overprotective. Anyways, my sister just took her around wanting to play with her in the house. I didn't know, and so I thought I lost her so I started looking for her everywhere like I was insane. I was anxious. Then right before I was going to start crying and yelling, I saw my sister holding her up in the air playing round circles. I ran up to her and grabbed Wabebe and yelled, " IT'S MY CAT! YOU CAN'T TOUCH IT WITHOUT TELLING ME! ", with that said, I ran up back up to my room. I started asking Wabebe questions like are you okay, you aren't hurt right. My sister would just be speechless. 
     I remember how I actually lost Wabebe before and I cried and was so upset. It was one morning after I woke up, Wabebe wasn't beside me and I searched the room but still couldn't find her. I burst into tears. My mom came and asked what happened so I told her the situation. It took pretty long because of all those tears and coughing. Afterwards, my whole family to helped me find her. After a bit, my brother found it behind my bed on the ground. I guess while I was sleeping, my hand hit it and did that. I was so happy. I thanked my family especially my brother. It was painful losing her, and I hoped to not have that happen. 
     I remember once I was going to my brother's basketball game at another school. I brought Wabebe with me. I would often get comments from others about the way I talk and play with the plushie. I see old grandmas looking at me and smiling. Some even talk to me about her, they ask me is this my pet cat and I just tell them that it is. It was quite funny, I didn't know why they ask that before, but now I kind of know why.  They just like to talk to children and maybe it reminds them of themselves when they were young.
     Wabebe has been by my side ever since I was two or three, she has been with me for eleven years.Until one day when I was coming back from China, I lost it, I didn't know where she went. By then, I was eleven years old, I was really upset and depressed after realizing she's gone. She has been with me through all my happy, exciting, exhausting, frustrating, and depressing times. I've always had my family with me, I have also always thought of Wabebe as a part of my family.  She has always been with me through everything just like my family. It has been about four years since she disappeared, I still really miss her and I hope one day, I will see her again. I will always remember her forever.

Tuesday 9 October 2012

Sedentary or Physical

     What am I? Sedentary or physical?  Well, of course I'm more of a sedentary person. I'm someone who likes to just sit in front of a computer or T.V even if I have nothing to do and don't even know what I'm doing sometimes. I like to just sit there, thinking of what to do. I actually want to hangout with my friends sometimes, but it somehow never works out. I know it's fun, but my mind always ends up saying " You cannot do much and you are too lazy." Furthermore, since I am now in grade ten, I have a lot more work and studying to do than I had in the past few years. Everyday when I come home, it's always homework, study. Or if I'm really tired, I go to sleep for a bit. Except for school, I'm usually just at home.
    Having a more physical life would definitely be more exciting and fun than a sedentary life. Hanging out more than studying, having fun more than being bored, being excited more than wanting to fall asleep, relaxing more than worrying.  Although I don't like shopping ( Never actually tried it with friends, never buy anything anyways) but it's more better sitting at home doing nothing. Just sitting at home all day long is not healthy. Physical life is more fun and healthy.
     Being lazy can totally make you do nothing. Because I'm lazy, I don't go out and hangout a lot, because I'm lazy, I sit and do nothing, because I'm lazy, I'd rather sit and not put away things that are in my way on my desk when it actually just takes less than two minutes to do so. Therefore, my laziness creates a part of me being more of a sedentary person.