Another story I wrote. (: Hope you like it.
Hello. I’m Grace Tan. I’m 14. And I’m wheel chair bound. See what happened was that while my sister and me was still growing, something had happen on a checkup. Some chemical reaction had done something so one of us was going to be deformed. When I came out the doc told my mum the bad news and everything in the house was changed. Anyway I want to tell you about the two most wonderful days of my life. It started by me waking up. I went down slowly to the living room. (One thing you may like to know, there’s no stairs. They had been removed and replaced with slopes so that I could go up and down as I wish; isn’t that so cool!!) My only sibling and twin, Mandy, and mum, Kate, were in there and having an argument. As soon as I came in they stopped. They didn’t like to have fights at all in front of me. I never really knew why. “We have a surprise for you.” My mum walked forward. “Who do you love?” Mandy came forward too. “You guys?” they both smiled. “And?” they said at the same time. “Westlife?” “Yes,” Mandy smiled. I looked at them confused. Mum produced a letter.
“Hello. I’m Kate. I have a child that’s wheel chair bound and she loves you guys a lot. She can’t do a lot what other kids do and I know that what she wants more than any other thing in the world is to meet you (though she won’t admit to it.) It would mean a lot if you could just meet her for an hour or so. Please.
Kate.”
“MUM!!” I looked up. “You can’t do that! There are a lot of other kids that also want to meet them that have more chance of meet them. You can’t do that! And anyway they’ll say no.” “What makes you think so?” she produced another letter.
“Hi Kate, its Westlife, we’d love to meet your child. How about we meet after the stage performance in Sincil Bank Stadium, Lincoln? Perhaps 11 pm. We know it’s late but it’s the only time we can meet anyone. But can you please, please send us her name as well as someone who can stay with her? Send her name and a couple of other details in the envelope that came with this letter. That letter has our assurance that it will be able to reach us. Thanks and we’ll see you soon.”
The letter was signed by all of them. For a while I just stared at it. All the while I could hear the song Flying Without Wings. “A simple line can make you laugh or cry”. Anyway the time I was to meet them was the very next day 11 pm. So the next day they helped dress me up and got me into a car. “Where did you get this?!” I half yelled then apologized. “It’s Westlife’s dear.” Mandy answered.
We decided that Mandy would come with me. My mum would just walk me out. So we slowly got in. This car was kind of different. It’s for wheel chairs. There’s this big space with a seatbelt that was very confusing and it was for me. That definitely made me feel big. It’s a car made for me!! Or at least wheelchair bound people. Anyway, we soon arrived at the stadium with our backstage pass and we were led deep in. I think we were walking for ten minutes. And finally the guards that were with us said “In there.” and showed us into a room. Comfy was my first thought. “They’ll see you in about ten minutes. Hopefully.” the guard tried to joke. We smiled back. As soon as they left Mandy plonked down onto the sofa. “Pig.” I commented. “What?!” “It’s not fair that you fall down there. It looks nice.” “It is nice.” Mandy teased. “Ha ha.” Soon we heard people coming down. They were laughing a lot. “Oh!” Mandy jumped off the sofa then sat back down.
The laughter had passed us. “False alarm.” I grinned. Mandy lay down again. And the door opened. Mandy jumped up again, freaked. Shane came in and I laughed at Mandy. I couldn’t help it. I mean if you had seen Mandy’s face and the way she jumped YOU would’ve laughed as well. Nicky came in next and kind of stared. Kian next and finally Mark. I was still laughing and Mandy was blushing. Shane had seen most of it and was laughing a little. The others were just looking confused.
“Ok.” Mark raised his hands half way up as if to say stop. Mandy gave a shy smile but I was still giggling. “Hi.” Mandy waved and nudged me. “Hi. Thanks for see-” I was still laughing. “Hey.” they moved forward to shake hands with me and I did it without looking at any of them coz I was still giggling Soon they had sat down and waited for me to stop. “Hi.” I greeted. “Hey.” “Hi.” “Hello.” they answered. “Sorry. It’s just that it was funny.” I apologized. “Nah, it’s ok.” Nicky gave me a smile which made me warm all over. “But em...what were you laughing about?” We talked about a lot of stuff. I asked them questions, played a couple of games. And got a picture signed. Actually had four signed... “Em, Kath,” Mark asked. “Yea?” “D’you mind if a camera comes in?” “Err, it’s coming in now or what?” “Only if you don’t mind,” Nicky said. “Coz there’s gonna be some talk shows that gonna call you, be on their shows. Stuff like that.” Kian said. “Err..but..err...ok.” I raised my eyebrows. That’s weird. Why are they asking me? “It’s alright if you don’t want to.” Shane said. I said it was alright and the camera came in.
And soon I had to go, the reason being that instead of leaving after twenty minutes or so it was one hour after. I do not know how that could have happened. But it did. I’m not going to complain. Anyway noticing the time Mandy got up slowly. “We’ll walk out with you if you like.” Mark said, getting up too. “Sure.” I smiled. We walked out, now quiet. Now talking. Just now it had taken ten minutes to get in. Now it took five. Suddenly we were outside. Nothing in sight, just a few cars parked. So Mandy and I would have to walk home. Of course we told them we’d take a taxi. But I wanted to stretch my arms and Mandy wanted to walk. So Mandy and I crossed. We had to go by the slope so we had to go one round. As I passed them for the last time, I stopped and looked at Westlife for the last time in real life. Not in pictures, they could move and they were right in front of me. They waved. I waved back. I really enjoyed myself. Obviously. We walked off slowly. I looked back once and they had gone. Everyone but Nicky. I didn’t know why. He waved. I waved. And Mandy and I went home. I won’t ever forget the day I saw them.
(Honestly, who would?)
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Monday, Jan, 21, 2008
It's been a long time since I've posted anything.
There's been a lot going on in my life, and I find, the more i know, the more i don't know (Ya ya I know, I sound like someone who's trying to look like they know a lot).
There's a few people I know who died. A few people who I know, someone They know died. When I was smaller, I really can't reamember anyone dying, maybe a few, but now it's like, so many people are dying.
And then, I find That Church Isn't what it looks from the outside, People seem like they aren't very friendly at first, but then they're really ok. And then, because I'm a little older, People don't seem to want to look at me or smile, or say hello. And I find some people can be very stupid (I bet your thinking, Welcome to life you idiot, Think life is going to be all smiles is-it?).
Is it some sort of crime to say I listen to worship songs, and I don't really like to listen to much of other type of song? I don't really listen to other artists. Is that some sort of crime?
And apperently I'm older than I look. (:
There's been a lot going on in my life, and I find, the more i know, the more i don't know (Ya ya I know, I sound like someone who's trying to look like they know a lot).
There's a few people I know who died. A few people who I know, someone They know died. When I was smaller, I really can't reamember anyone dying, maybe a few, but now it's like, so many people are dying.
And then, I find That Church Isn't what it looks from the outside, People seem like they aren't very friendly at first, but then they're really ok. And then, because I'm a little older, People don't seem to want to look at me or smile, or say hello. And I find some people can be very stupid (I bet your thinking, Welcome to life you idiot, Think life is going to be all smiles is-it?).
Is it some sort of crime to say I listen to worship songs, and I don't really like to listen to much of other type of song? I don't really listen to other artists. Is that some sort of crime?
And apperently I'm older than I look. (:
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Sunday, December 30, 2007
NEW YEAR!!!
New year. .........
What's the point of a resolution? What is a resolution anyway? It's supposedly something you decide to do, as a resolution, and you'd do it for the rest of the year.
Goodness, once my resolution was to play a game I had got for Christmas. I lost almost all the pieces a week after New Year.
???
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
What's the point of a resolution? What is a resolution anyway? It's supposedly something you decide to do, as a resolution, and you'd do it for the rest of the year.
Goodness, once my resolution was to play a game I had got for Christmas. I lost almost all the pieces a week after New Year.
???
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Saturday, December 29, 2007
By Having So Called Friends My English Becomes Worse
Ever since I started to go to a Youth Group that was around my age I realised a lot about myself and a little bit about what the world may be like. Things like saying please wasn't there, it'd be more like; 'A, pass that'. I sometimes wonder if they're being rude or just so comfortable with each other.
I once asked a 'friend' if she could say please when she didn't. She and I didn't really talk a lot after that because she said that I was touchy. No disrespect to her.
If she is right, I'm touchy. But then again, a please would be nicer espacially if we just met. Same with that friend. We just met, and she's been quite rude, and I finally said as nicely as possible, a please would be nice. She ignored me till the end of the day and she said she thought I was touchy.
Is it unreasonalble to think that's rude, and that I'm not touchy? And for some of the people I know now, sometimes they too are a little rude, but then again, they're supposedly my friends, but when I try to talk to them, they wouldn't want to answer and sometimes try to answer me in order for them to go and talk to their 'real' friends. But then when they have no one else to talk to, they suddenly want to tell me all about themselves.
Well that's nice.
And while talking to them, I find I curse a lot more, I use singlish, along with slang words like Sia, woa f**k man, and what the shit is that? Before, I used only words like bloody hell and oh shit!!.
I find, that even though they aren't even friends, I'm willing to talk and humor them if only for someone to talk to. Pa-Ta-Tic right?
Once in a while, I see a few people who always stay outside the group. Call me stupid, I always somehow want to do something for them just to let them know that they're being noticed (You can throw up now if you haven't already).
Roll eyes.
Dumb isn't it? When I can't fit in, I want others to. I think this is what parents, or at least my parents, always feel, when they tell me to do this, do that, go and study for 'O' levels. Althought they say, they'll give me the guidelines, but they won't push me, so if I fail, it's my fault.
It's a good thing, I think, the way they do things.
I once asked a 'friend' if she could say please when she didn't. She and I didn't really talk a lot after that because she said that I was touchy. No disrespect to her.
If she is right, I'm touchy. But then again, a please would be nicer espacially if we just met. Same with that friend. We just met, and she's been quite rude, and I finally said as nicely as possible, a please would be nice. She ignored me till the end of the day and she said she thought I was touchy.
Is it unreasonalble to think that's rude, and that I'm not touchy? And for some of the people I know now, sometimes they too are a little rude, but then again, they're supposedly my friends, but when I try to talk to them, they wouldn't want to answer and sometimes try to answer me in order for them to go and talk to their 'real' friends. But then when they have no one else to talk to, they suddenly want to tell me all about themselves.
Well that's nice.
And while talking to them, I find I curse a lot more, I use singlish, along with slang words like Sia, woa f**k man, and what the shit is that? Before, I used only words like bloody hell and oh shit!!.
I find, that even though they aren't even friends, I'm willing to talk and humor them if only for someone to talk to. Pa-Ta-Tic right?
Once in a while, I see a few people who always stay outside the group. Call me stupid, I always somehow want to do something for them just to let them know that they're being noticed (You can throw up now if you haven't already).
Roll eyes.
Dumb isn't it? When I can't fit in, I want others to. I think this is what parents, or at least my parents, always feel, when they tell me to do this, do that, go and study for 'O' levels. Althought they say, they'll give me the guidelines, but they won't push me, so if I fail, it's my fault.
It's a good thing, I think, the way they do things.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
By Simple Plan
"Welcome To My Life"
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place?
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room?
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you screaming
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more?
Before your life is over
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding
No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)
To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Monday, December 10, 2007
What's wrong with Westlife?
My mum and dad hate Westlife, whereas I like them. And I keep asking myself, what the hell is wrong with them? They do steal songs, they've done two cover albums and some of the songs they choose really wasn't very good, but their voices are quite good. In fact they're very good. They've written a few songs, not much but a few.
They started when they were about 16 or 17, until now, almost at their 30s, they've done many gigs, sometimes, they dance, but most times they just sit, and then at a point they stand and sing, they've actually tried Pussycat Dolls ' Don't Cha', which was very weird, the way the danced wasn't very good.
And, after a particular song, they'd do a strip tease, where the take their jakects off, a glove, and pull their jeans down to show their underpants to the crowd, and then leave the stage. I think that's very stupid, but you hear a lot of screaming.
But they songs they don't steal, or some of the cover versions, are actually quite good. Like Bop Bop Baby, Evergreen, I Don't Wanna Fight, Queen Of My Heart. And a cover version I like is Uptown Girl.
I do not understand why they have to hate Westlife. Why must they hate them?
They started when they were about 16 or 17, until now, almost at their 30s, they've done many gigs, sometimes, they dance, but most times they just sit, and then at a point they stand and sing, they've actually tried Pussycat Dolls ' Don't Cha', which was very weird, the way the danced wasn't very good.
And, after a particular song, they'd do a strip tease, where the take their jakects off, a glove, and pull their jeans down to show their underpants to the crowd, and then leave the stage. I think that's very stupid, but you hear a lot of screaming.
But they songs they don't steal, or some of the cover versions, are actually quite good. Like Bop Bop Baby, Evergreen, I Don't Wanna Fight, Queen Of My Heart. And a cover version I like is Uptown Girl.
I do not understand why they have to hate Westlife. Why must they hate them?
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Isn't It The Same As Killing Yourself?
When a killer is sentenced to death by the Jury, even though the killer is a killer, isn't the Jury killing as well? I mean, I think so, Jesus told his John and the eleven that whatever they say, is so in heaven (big burden). They passed that authority to others, and those passed it on, and so it goes to the Pope.
I'm not sure if or not that authority was passed to the Jury of each court.
If so, I really hope that the Jury knows what kind of authority is on their hands, and that they hold it carefully.
If not, what the hell are they doing killing people and sentencing them to how many years in jail?
But if they have the authortiy, how can they kill someone? So what if the man has killed? So what? Or is it, 'We are giving Justice to the dead person's family.' And what about the killer's family, if he has family? What about, God? The oath you take before sitting at the stand, 'Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?' There's sometimes a bit more about helping God or something. But YOU PUT YOU HAND ON A BIBLE. That would mean that you are swearing on the Bible.
How can you kill when you are supposed to be 'playing' by the Bible?
However, I have not had a friend or family killed (let that never happen), therefore I do not know the rage of wanting revenge, so take this as a point of view you do not have to accept.
I'm not sure if or not that authority was passed to the Jury of each court.
If so, I really hope that the Jury knows what kind of authority is on their hands, and that they hold it carefully.
If not, what the hell are they doing killing people and sentencing them to how many years in jail?
But if they have the authortiy, how can they kill someone? So what if the man has killed? So what? Or is it, 'We are giving Justice to the dead person's family.' And what about the killer's family, if he has family? What about, God? The oath you take before sitting at the stand, 'Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?' There's sometimes a bit more about helping God or something. But YOU PUT YOU HAND ON A BIBLE. That would mean that you are swearing on the Bible.
How can you kill when you are supposed to be 'playing' by the Bible?
However, I have not had a friend or family killed (let that never happen), therefore I do not know the rage of wanting revenge, so take this as a point of view you do not have to accept.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
DECEMBER!!!
IT'S DECEMBER!!! HAHA!!!
It's finally December. Can see my family under one roof again!! And (this is why this year is even more special) Christmas eve and day are only for family!! 23rd is for friends!! HAHA!!!
I feel like I can burst out of my chair right now. Haha!! (:
This is going to be a very good year. (:
It's finally December. Can see my family under one roof again!! And (this is why this year is even more special) Christmas eve and day are only for family!! 23rd is for friends!! HAHA!!!
I feel like I can burst out of my chair right now. Haha!! (:
This is going to be a very good year. (:
Thursday, November 22, 2007
3
Just 3 Words Three things in life that, once gone, never come back -
1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity
Three things in life that can destroy a person -
1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness
Three things in life that you should never lose-
1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty
Three things in life that are most valuable -
1. Love
2. Family & Friends
3. Kindness
Three things in life that are never certain -
1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams
Three things that make a person -
1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work
Three things that are truly constant -
Father - Son - Holy Spirit
NO one falls in love by choice, it is by CHANCE.
No one stays in love by chance, it is by WORK.
And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by CHOICE
Please forward this message.
He did something for you, now do something for him.
Spread his word, and you'll be rewarded.
How will you be rewarded?
Matthew 10:32 "Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before My Father in heaven. But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown him before My Father in heaven"
1. Time
2. Words
3. Opportunity
Three things in life that can destroy a person -
1. Anger
2. Pride
3. Unforgiveness
Three things in life that you should never lose-
1. Hope
2. Peace
3. Honesty
Three things in life that are most valuable -
1. Love
2. Family & Friends
3. Kindness
Three things in life that are never certain -
1. Fortune
2. Success
3. Dreams
Three things that make a person -
1. Commitment
2. Sincerity
3. Hard work
Three things that are truly constant -
Father - Son - Holy Spirit
NO one falls in love by choice, it is by CHANCE.
No one stays in love by chance, it is by WORK.
And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by CHOICE
Please forward this message.
He did something for you, now do something for him.
Spread his word, and you'll be rewarded.
How will you be rewarded?
Matthew 10:32 "Whoever acknowledges Me before men, I will acknowledge him before My Father in heaven. But whoever disowns Me before men, I will disown him before My Father in heaven"
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