Sick of it

I'm sick of the kids at school who makes jokes out of kids with special needs. I mean, come on people. Do you really think they didn't notice you guys stared and insulted them down the corridors? They have feelings, and did you think they were unhurt by that? I can't believe that i'm friends with you guys, stereotypes. A jerk is what you are. 

To tell you the truth, i think they're truly special. They're beautiful, nicer and innocent and have big hearts. Too bad society can't see that. Seriously, what's wrong with you people? I know someone who cuts her wrist and i ask her why, she said "i'm fat." "no you're not. who told you so?" she mumbled, "my friends. kids at school. everyone." And the worst part of it is, she's only 9. Gee, thanks a lot society. Next time you want to bitch about someone, think about how it would affect that person you talk about. if you care enough to be nice you won't be such an ass. Your so fake, talking about other people weaknesses to feel perfect. To all of those people, screw it. Screw YOU.

The special girl gave me hope :D

Today, when me and my friend was going to the science lab, we came across an autistic girl. My 'friend' whispered to me, "Look. Just look at her" in a mocking tone. "what?" i snapped and i go over beside the girl. "i'm walking with her. Just go on without me." When me and the girl had to part ways, i smiled and waved bye to her and she waved back. This small act gave me warmth inside. I had never thought that she would wave back to me. It just made my day :) To whoever you are, thanks. You gave me hope the world isn't such a cold place.

It just slipped right out of my hand

JENESYS student exchange programme.. 2011 is the last year JENESYS will be held. and the application expired last April... Gosh! i am speechless at my stupidity. i waited from last year to apply and then i forgot about it.. And then..... -.- Hijra! It's a life time opportunity. How could i? How could i! if i could turn around the clock, i would. i'd do anything to get the opportunity back! Gosh! Please tell me this isn't true. Please, turn back the time. If only i wasn't so ignorant.. I was so stupid. If i knew,.. but i knew. I just.. forgot. This is the last year JENESYS program is to held. And i missed the opportunity to join.. Holy crap i'm gonna regret this for the rest of my life now! where else will i find an exchange student programme? if i do find others, i only want to be in AFS! it seems so fun and exciting! Please God! I want to get such experience! JENESYS... I'm just so sad and upset and devastated right now. It would mean so much to me if i get this chance. I beg to God for another chance. I want to get into an exchange student programme that has scholarship. Coz if there isn't scholarship, it would be burdensome to my parents. Intensive Program(this is another exchange student program in AFS) costs as much as RM11 000. How and where would i get that much money? That's why i want JENESYS scholarship. And plus, it's Japan! I love Japan! ... *starting to get upset again* I swear, if i get another, just one chance, i'd do whatever it takes to get that opportunity for the sake my experience and adventure! I want to live a full-filling life, that's why. Please, God, give me another chance. i would even show them my bad grades and risk it. well, that's the point right? taking risks and grabbing opportunities.. now, pleaseee

Just a poem i wrote(like 6 months ago)

When I Was A Little Girl

When I was a little girl

I used to chase butterflies

As I was running and jumping I felt like I was flying

Like the white butterflies I see above

They flap their wings and I flap mine

I was little, but I could fly

When I was a little girl

My mom bought an ice-cream

It was like a ball of fluffy snow

I lick it, it felt cold

I look at mom, she was smiling

And in my heart, it felt warm

As I grow, imagination and dreams began to disappear

Mom says I’m no more a little girl

And the ice-cream stall is no longer selling

Butterflies flew pass

And my wings became smaller

It became harder to fly or even jump

One day, when I wasn’t that little girl anymore

I look out the window

And saw white butterflies dancing with the wind,

A new ice-cream stall opening across the street

And I felt it again, that same heart-warming sensation that I felt

When I was a little girl