Changes

I usually hate to blog, or anything such as it. I never had a diary in my life and much less a site for me to express my feelings apart from the school paper and fan fiction. But thanks, to Ieja I'm beginning to like this blogging thing. It is kind of addictive. I am far from popular or even know anywhere, so I don't think many people would even care to come here and read this bull, apart from Ieja that is.

Many things in life seem to be rapidly changing by the hour. Even a person could change overnight and we could not predict what he or she would be doing the next morning. Yes, change is the reason people are interesting being, but they are also a very very complicated and strange being. Yes, Ieja this includes you. The worst part of it is, people could even lie just to make themselves stand out and be noticed. Changes happened for many reason, but one of it IS to get NOTICED. Why? Easy, Human Nature.

Shall I talk about this subject more, anyone would be bored just to listen to it. Recently, I gambled and watched a full length feature film (I guess that is what it is called because it is merely an hour and a quarter long) called ‘Karaoke’. Coincidently, Ieja also had watched this film and reviewed about it here. I may not be the pro in films but I sure think that this is one of the best one I have ever watched. It may lack in narration, but it sure does steal our attention in terms of videography (Not too sure what it is called though, the shots and the placements of the camera.)

I sure do think that the main character (the boy) is naïve and sort of a little lost in his world of memories of his past that he could not let go. For some reason, I feel like I could relate to that. It’s almost like if you know you have that little something you would not want to let it go, but because of spite and maybe arrogance, you leave it all behind and move on, and when the wounds are healed, it may not be completely but enough for you to go back and face the past, you just want to hold on to it. Because somehow, you know that this past, is secured. It’s like a toddler with a blankie…

This year would be my last as a deb, I sure hate to leave that world of 15-minutes (more like 3 days) of glamour and lavishness, but it is not reality. I have to accept that my life would be surrounded but sweaty construction men or stinky mechanics. Unless I want to do research. I don’t want to say I would never do it, but hopefully I don’t have to be stuck behind experiments tables anymore.

This would also be my last year (for now) in the States. I would love to go back to London, a place I call home. I miss London so much… I have not been back in 5 long and exhausting years. Somewhat like ‘Betik’s’ character, only that, I know I will be going back to one big accepting family and there will be a huge party for my homecoming.

That boy who played ‘Betik’ his name is Zahiril Adzim, he is not bad looking and truthfully quite cute. If only I could go and meet this young man. I would surely swoon him (I wish). A little crush on this little Asian being. He is super cute (or so some of my friends who went to Cannes said but Ieja have a very different opinion on him). Ieja you little vampire, that little being called Zahiril Adzim is cute… but he lacks hotness factor though… =P

Anyways, Ieja, let’s start writing ‘The Red Pointe’ and lets finish our (more like your CFF) ‘Silhouette of a Dream’ quickly and we can proceed with other things… I found a cute name for ‘The Red Pointe’s’ hero… Zahiril Adzim..! It fits the character… and you know it does… =P
I don’t know if he does read this… but if he does, I hope that he is proud… hah…! Bite me… =P

Love,
CSM Lecuyer