currently listening to: Graceful World [Every Little Thing]

the other day i was stuck out of my own house with only 1 hour left to my ENGLISH tuition (nah, not emily) and feeling damn BLAH over the situation.

banging on the door with such might that i can swear that the door looks a little bent to me right now, i shouted and screamed and kicked at the damn door, all the while thinking that my pig of a brother was sleeping inside the nice comfy room while i was outside sweating and suffering from a overloaded bladder.

this, of course, attracted the block's residents and many of them came running out and exclaimed: " they cutting down trees ar? or is it another loan-shark??", only to find something worse-- a 15 year-old girl in weird coloured uniform banging and screaming away at the yellow door while jumping around at the doorway (due to overloaded bladder) like a over-enthusiastic rabbit-lover.

after around 1/2 an hour of the performance, i noticed the strange atmosphere and turned to find them staring at me as if i was a loony escapee from woodbridge. it suddenly hit me that i still wasn't sure whether my brother was really back home. alas, to my embarrassment, i couldn't find his shoes at the rack.

resigning to my fate, i sat by the doorway while imagining all sorts of things that could happen once my bladder burst and, worse still, if my tuition teacher arrived and saw that happening.

just when a alien bee (green in colour) buzzed towards me and i thought i was going to in the hands of it, the sweetest voice sounded, "hey, come in and call your parents." my friendly neighbour, Auntie Ah-Huay (Flower) was beckoning to me in chinese with an angelic smile on her face.

"can i use your toilet??? *desperate*"

and so i seeked refuge in her house until my parents finally arrived with the key. luckily my tuition teacher was late by 1/2 hour too. so i actually got stuck outside for 1 1/2 hours. what a day.

something that touched me was the friendly gesture on the part of auntie ah-huay. to think that i always care less about greeting her because i thought it was too troublesome. to think that i don't even notice her presence sometimes. to think that i have taken my neighbours for granted.

SIN.

anyway, about today. i think i finally finished my part of the class t-shirt. it is OVER!!!! YIPPEE~! YAY~! HURRAY~! CHEERS~! YAHOOOO~! WEEE~! OH YEAH~!!!!

and jiehui sent me part of her newest story too. bet you guys are dying to read it. she actually asked me to finish the story in my way but... hehehehe....

There was once a girl who led a very secluded life with her only living relative left in the world – her grandmother. Her grandmother was well respected, or one could also say well feared, by the villages that lived nearby. They knew her simply as Noe, the old midwife. When there was someone in labor, Noe would be the one who would be there, watching over the mother and her child, murmuring strange words into the mother’s ears that always seemed to lessen their pain and result in a smooth delivery. She also knew which herbs would cure this or lessen pain.

For years, Noe and her little granddaughter lived in the small hut at the outskirts of the peaceful village, surviving stifling summers and harsh winters with the kind offerings of the villagers or what little fees Noe could bring home after each birth delivery. However, unknowing to them, their peaceful lives were about to change with the arrival of two strangers at the village inn.

‘May I ask if there rooms for the two of us for tonight?’ the dark, heavy-set man asked, ‘my friend and I would like to have two separate rooms, please.’

The next day, both strangers were seen on the main street of the village, asking questions about an old lady with mysterious healing powers and owns a black cat. They told the villagers that they were witch hunters. Upon hearing about the identity of the two strangers, there was much buzz in the normally peaceful village. Immediately, much speculations were made, the most outstanding of all was the one on the cause of death of the blacksmith’s wife who died while delivering a baby. Unfortunately, both the mother and child died.

On that fateful day, Noe’s assistance was required at the blacksmith’s small cottage. However, Noe did not go. Her reason was that she was too tired to go. Despite her old age and fragile frame, Noe could be very determined when the need arose. Even her old friend and neighbor could not persuade her.

This was one of such incidences that the villagers cited. To them, it was proof that Noe was a familiar with the dark angels.

The door trembled as the villagers, led by the two mysterious witch hunters, banged on Noe’s door.

Noe opened the door and faced the belligerent mob calmly, stroking her black cat, which was cradled on the crook of her arm.

The villagers began asking questions all at once. A villager, the blacksmith, even reached out and grabbed her arm roughly, forcing her to admit her dark dealings.

A witch hunter held up his hand for silence. ‘We shall know if this old woman is a familiar with the dark angels soon enough.’ With that, he and is companion began issuing orders to the villagers to tie her hands behind her back. Another villager snatched up the hissing cat hesitatingly by the scruff of its neck.
‘ Darn! I’m too late. They had taken them away!’ the lady who burst into the deserted hut exclaimed, frustrated.

She heard a slight whimper from the bedroom and went in to check.

‘Dernie!’ the little girl burst out of the bedroom closet and into the woman’s arms. ‘Dernie, they took Noe away! They took Noe away!’ the girl sobbed piteously.

to be continued...

if it was gonna end in my way:

then XINYI barged into the house with Noe by her side. she had saved Noe from the witch hunters. from then on, everyone loved and admired her and she lived happily ever after~~~

THE END

ok i've got to study for my chemistry mock examinations... this is going to be one TOUGH test...

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