Nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006
Written by, An African Kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you grey

And you calling me colored??

24.. Those Just Numbers

Hey there! On last 23rd April 2010, the one and only Blind Kitten’s owner has now officially turned…


Another number, another reason for me to be wiser.

Firstly, I would say, thank you God for letting me live for another year, giving me chance to breathe, to have a good job and to live with these awesome, lovely people around me. Alhamdulillah..

So, for this year, I’ve planned some big or not so big things to happen in my life.

:: FIRST, my graduation ceremony ::

Well, actually, I’m already a graduate. But not an official graduate because I have not been to any of my graduations yet. Graduations? Why plural? Coz there are THREE graduation ceremonies for my batch, or should I say for us QUTEES. First, it was in QUT Australia itself, in last December. I couldn’t go there due to unstable financial condition ( I just got back from Hong Kong at that time. I couldn’t spend anymore money to Australia!). Second one, it was in Nikko Hotel, KL in last March. I didn’t go to the graduation ceremony, but only managed to attend the Alumni and met few my besties there. So, the last graduation will be held in IPBA in this coming May, and by hook or by crook, I need to make time for that. In fact, I will ask a day-off the in order to spend more time with my friends!! Yippe! Can’t wait!

:: SECOND, I need a car ::

Yeah! And I WILL have my car soon. Very soon. But not soon enough for me to go to graduation with my new car. 😦  I’ve decided which car I want to buy. I figured that for my first car, I don’t need something so luxurious. We’ ll start everything step by step. So, my first car’s probably………… tuuuuttt! Let’s just wait and see. Surely I’ll upload the pics as soon as it arrives. Hehe

:: THIRD,  my SPP interview ::

Well, I haven’t been called to the interview yet, so I don’t have to worry bout that. At least for now. But, whenever that’s going to be, I hope I’ll pass it. I want to be confirmed within one year only. Coz, I’ve been planning to transfer to another school next year. Well, after I get married. Does that mean I’m gonna get married next year?? I’ll come to that part.

:: FOURTH, my big experiment! ::

What do I mean by this? It actually refers to my Year 6 students who’re gonna sit for the UPSR examination this September. Since I dont have any experience teaching examination class, this I should say my big important experiment. This is going to be my benchmark. The methods, the techniques, the materials that I use, I can only know whether or not they are effective after the UPSR result comes out in November. If I can increase the school percentage for English, that means my experiment has succeeded, but if it happens otherwise, it means… disaster. But let’s not hope for that. We should be all positive, right? Plus, I still have time. They still have time. We’re working on it.

:: FIFTH, my engagement ceremony ::

We’ve been planning to get engaged in December. And six months later, which is next year, we’re gonna get married, if God’s willing. So, right now we’ve been doing some saving, planning on the themes, etc. To be honest, I can’t wait to end this year! To be someone’s fiancee! 🙂

Those are some of the big plans on the list that need to be checked at this wise age, 24. Hehe. I hope, all of my plans are going to fall into right places, and they’ll fill in the blanks in my life, perfectly. God, plz make my dream come true.. Amin!

– We turn not older with years, but newer everyday –

If We Ever Meet Again

If We Ever Meet Again by Timbaland ft Katy Parry

What’s somebody like you, doin in a place like this?
Say, did you come alone, or did you bring all your friends?
Say, what’s your name, what you drinking
I think I know what you’re thinking
Baby what’s your sign, tell me yours I’ll tell you mine
Say, what’s somebody like you doing in a place like this?
(1, 2, 3, 4)

I’ll never be the same – if we ever meet again
Won’t let you get away – said if we ever meet again
This free fall’s, got me so
Kiss me all night don’t ever let me go
I’ll never be the same
If we ever meet again

Say if we ever meet again

Do you come here much? I swear I’ve seen your face before (before, yeah)
Hope you don’t see me blush, but I can’t help but want you more, more
Baby tell me what’s your story
I ain’t shy, don’t you worry
I’m flirtin with my eyes, wanna leave with you tonight
So do you come here much, I gotta see your face some more, some more

Cuz baby

I’ll never be the same – if we ever meet again
Won’t let you get away – said if we ever meet again
This free fall’s, got me so
Kiss me all night don’t ever let me go
I’ll never be the same
If we ever meet again

If we ever meet again
I’ll have so much more to say (if we ever meet again)

If we ever meet again
I won’t let you go away (said if we ever meet again)

If we ever ever meet again
I’ll have so much more to say (say if we ever meet again)

If we ever ever meet again
I won’t let you go away

I’ll never be the same – if we ever meet again
Won’t let you get away – said if we ever meet again
This free fall’s, got me so
Kiss me all night don’t ever let me go
I’ll never be the same
If we ever meet again

I’ll never be the same – if we ever meet again
Won’t let you get away – said if we ever meet again
This free fall’s, got me so
Kiss me all night, don’t ever let me go
I’ll never be the same
If we ever meet again

The catchiest song I’ve ever listened to!


Katy Parry is sseeexxxeeyyyyy!!!! Love her! And Timbaland’s moves kinda funny! Hehe

A Tribute To Omei

Yesterday, when I came back from school, I quickly searched for Omei. He usually waited for me at the garage, but yesterday I could not find him anywhere. I asked my sister if she had seen him, but she said she was also looking for him. I started to feel very uneasy. I got out and called out his name. Finally, I saw him sitting in the drain. I was relieved and really happy. But then, I stopped. He usually would run to me when I called. But at that time, he was just sitting there and looking at me. It was like he was too weak to move. I carried him into the house. I stroked his head and checked out his body. I saw something like a bite mark on his belly. And I also noticed every time I touched his belly, he meowed like he was in pain. He usually hated when I tickled his belly, and he would playfully catch my fingers and bit them (and yeah, he loved to play with fingers). But not this time. He was really in pain.

I carried him to the kitchen and fed him but he didn’t wanna eat. Usually, he was the one who couldn’t wait for his food. I still remember him waiting in front of the fridge, because he knew we kept his food in it. Even when there was no one at the kitchen, he would sit still and keep looking at the fridge. We once opened the fridge, and waited what he was gonna do about it. Know what? He climbed up the compartments in the fridge! To search for his food! He was really funny! But that was before he was suddenly sick. I forced him to eat, but he just refused. So, I carried him back to the hall and let him sleep and rest. During Maghrib, I asked my dad where was Omei coz I didn’t see him. Dad said he was in the bathroom. I looked for him in the bathroom but he was nowhere to be found. I called out his name again, but he didn’t come out. I felt like crying already. Suddenly, my sis said, ‘Tu Omei!’ I turned. I saw him. Walking very slowly. Like very very slowly. I carried and put him on my lap. I kept asking, ‘What’s wrong with you, what’s wrong with you?’ I asked my sis to bring some water, and minyak gamat. Looking at the bite mark on his belly, I bet he was bitten by something. Dad said he was perfect in the morning, so this must had happened in the afternoon. Hu..

I let him slept on my chest. He was really really weak. I saw him trying to get up and move, but he couldn’t. He kept falling. Something was wrong with his hind legs. Gave up, he laid again. I really did not know what to do. No vets opened at night, and I was pretty sure my place hasn’t got the nearest vet that I could refer to, especially during that hour. I prayed hard that Omei would be okay. Suddenly, I saw him getting up and walking to the stairs. He still could walk, but he walked in pain. He laid under the stairs, between boxes, like he was hiding from something. Dad said let him rest there and don’t disturb him.

So, I went back to the hall. Then, I heard dad shouted that Omei was dying. I quickly got up and went to the stairs. I saw him shaking. He meowed with a very rough voice, in pain. I couldn’t hold my tears. Dad said he couldn’t be helped anymore. Dad stroked his head while reading some doa. With a little hope, I really wished that doa would somehow make him feel better. But of course, it didn’t happen that way. He was really dying. I saw him shaking his hind legs. I saw him struggling to breathe. I just couldn’t watch anymore. I went back to hall, grabbed my phone, and texted Mr.Gonzales to tell him about Omei with watery eyes. I couldn’t really see what I was typing. Few minutes after that, dad said Omei was gone. I didn’t respond. I pretended that I didn’t hear that. But at the same time, I texted Mr.Gonzales, telling him that Omei was gone. I cried and cried. I just couldn’t accept it. I cried even more what dad said ‘bru semalam seronok main2, hari ni dh xder..’ I took my towel and went to the bathroom. In the bathroom, I cried my eyes out. How did this happen?? It was all so fast. I still remember when Wana came to my house, gave Omei to me as a gift. I remember giving him bath, I remember putting Omei on my lap when I was giving him a drive to Sg.Besar, I remember him waiting for me every time I got back from school, I remember tickling his belly and he got mad, playfully caught and bit my fingers.. I remember when I was lying on my belly on the carpet, he would climb on me and slept on my back. In fact, that was how we took a nap together. I remember feeling so excited buying him his food, I remember everything about him. He was so special. I think he was the only cat that had a good bonding with all of us, especially my mom. I had never seen my mom playing with a cat, because she hates cats, but with Omei, she even let him slept on her lap. He stole our hearts with his charm.

I know some of you might think, ‘Why is she so emotional? It was just a cat!’ Yeah, it was just a cat. But that cat was my friend. My priceless friend.

Now, I have to get use to the fact that he is gone, and not coming back.


Omei, on his first day coming to my house..

He was the same colour with the one on the screen right..

I brought him for a drive.. He was scared of the car engine..

While driving, I had to calm him down..

Him, sleeping on my belly.. His usual spot..

The bond between us..

He always wanted to get my attention.. Even when I was surfing the net..

The place where I used to give Omei his bath..

Behind my house, this is where Omei was burried.. ;-(

To Omei, thanks for brightening up my days even it was only for a while. I hope you know that I really really love you.. You’ll always be missed, my love..

Omely aka Omei
Rest In Peace