Wednesday, August 19, 2009

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18/8/09

Played dodgeball during PE and got a haircut ( have a fringe now ) =D

Saturday, August 15, 2009

The different side of newgrounds.com

UNBELIEVABLE in the best way possible =)

*unfortunately i can only give you guys the link but please do watch the videos*

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/507092

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/400974

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Part 6

We quickly shuffled to our feet, struggling to stand upright. He made sure not to drop me tho. I just tried to not do any movements that would lead us to be in a more awkward position.

We both looked at each other for a few milliseconds perhaps. Our faces flushed with deep pink. Mine did at least. I only took a short glance at his face so i'm not 100% sure.

" Errr....I think we should get going now. I'll send you home, " he said frantically.

" Ye..yea..It is getting kinda late and thanks, "

The ride home was silent. Nothing could break it. Even with the noises all around, that wasn't deafening. No. It was the silence that was the most deafening.

I forced a smile when I had to get out of the car. He smiled an awkward smile. Was there no end to this air of weirdness? I walked towards my door after waving goodbye. After entering, I peered out of my window and caught him laying his head on the wheel with his hands still attached on the wheel too. He seemed like he was groaning. Odd. I let out a hint of giggling.

Another crazy day in the life of Tanya. *sigh*

Back to school again. As i guessed everyone watched my every move like i was some sort of alien, not in the right place. There were, as I expected, people approaching me to show their pity, sympathy and condolences. ' What!? ' Some of these people don't even like me. ' Suck ups ' I thought grudgingly.

Passing by the halls, I felt like a ghost. Hearing everyone but not replying as I did not know how to. Finally, I passed by Catherine. ' Crap! ' i thought. She was talking to Blake. Flirting even. Blake even seemed flattered and falling for every little thing she said and did, as if he was wrapped around her dang finger. He gushed, she fiddled with his hair, and he liked it! Pfftt! Confession of love my foot!

He grinned as I passed by. Catherine's eyes never once losing track of his face. Bronze tousled hair, lean body, a heart of gold ( or so i thought ), star athlete when it came to football. Well, I never saw him as more than a friend. My mind already had too much to bear with the C and A quarrel.

Ugh! How sickening! Oh no! Now Ashley has turned up right infront of me. She seems to be smiling widely tho so I returned my smile.

" Hey, how are you? Where were you yesterday? " Ashley asked as if she were an interrogator.

" Why do you ask? It was nothing serious. Don't worry about it, " I said.

" You were out with Joshua weren't you?! He didn't come to school either! " she shouted out at me.

" Why do you care? Do you have feelings for him? " I asked in a somewhat cold tone.

She blushed deep red. Uh oh! I hit a spot there. She was in love with him or so she thought.

" I'm sorry. I didn't know. It wasn't my fault. He came to pick me up! "

Her face was getting to a state of depression now. Another big mistake I just made. Why can't I just shut up? *sigh*

" I can't believe you! " She screamed.

She then walked away, or should i say stomped away? Why is my world suddenly going in so many wrong directions? Karma? What did I do exactly? I have no idea.

Do you?

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Story

OK...here's my qualifying paper 1, section A. Qeel asked me to put it on my blog. I know your views may vary but please do leave comments or criticisms if u will. Thank you =)

Anywho...here it is:

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" I had practised saying it a hundred times but when the moment came, I just couldn't open my mouth! " I cried out in my head.

It has been ten years now, since the passing of Elizabeth Brady's husband, Tom. What Elizabeth didn't know was that it was all my fault for hitting him because I was driving too fast. I was in too much of a shock to look back. By the time I finally turned back, the ambulance had arrived with a grief-stricken woman right next to the lifeless body on the road.

A normal person would comfort that woman right? Yet, all I did was drive away from the most haunting scene I had ever experienced. A fool is what I was that fateful day. I thought that maybe a trip out of the country would make me forget but it was too late. Like a drop of permanent ink on a piece of paper, I had already been tainted with guilt that would last a lifetime. No matter what I did, the scene of his death always tracked me down in my mind.

How do you tell someone you murdered their husband? I certainly didn't know, especially when you made her son unable to have a father in his childhood. Alfie was sixteen years old. After hitting puberty, he became more broad-shouldered and had short auburn hair which often covered his right temple. He was a good six feet tall. An astonishing height for his age.

Another year had passed today. I thought about going to Elizabeth's house again. Maybe today would be the day I could finally utter those two words to her. It was not much but it should hopefully mean alot. The thought ran wild in my head. I went over every possible answer in my notebook. Finally, I grew tired of always doing this to myself. I stood up, grabbed my coat and headed straight for Elizabeth's house.

As my pace quickened towards the door, so did my heartbeat. Besides that, my head was throbbing and my palms were sweating. I took a deep breath before finally connecting my knuckle to the door. I felt a small part of the heavy weight on my shoulders being lifted. Then, I heard the turning of a slightly wobbly doornob. The door was opening! I tried to look up with a calm expression and a smile.

" I...I..I killed your husband! " I blurted out.

She looked puzzled. It was strange. I expected anger.

" Ten years ago. I didn't mean to. I was so afraid of everything and everyone after that accident. I'm sorry, " I said while sobbing.

She laughed. Then, a tall grey haired man came asking bout what was going on. She explained to him. The tall man suddenly came up to me.

" Hi, I'm Tom Brady. Nice to meet you. My wife used to tell me about you. She stopped after you wouldn't return any calls or messages, " said Tom with a sincere smile.

" Wait...but...I saw you on the road and lifeless, " I stuttered.

" What you saw my friend, was a dog that was already run over. You were high that day from too much alcohol so I asked my friend Jim to take you home, " Elizabeth explained.

Everything didn't make sense. Up until now, I always thought I took away someone's life. I tried playing back the image in my head. I remember certain things now. Things that were vague before. Because I was high that day, everything looked like it was passing by so fast and certain images changed shape. That must have been why I thought the dog was Tom!

How silly of me to be so reckless by drinking over my limit. The Brady family and I looked back at this now as a hilarious part of our lives.

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THE END =)

Hope you guys enjoyed it. Comments and criticism allowed. Please feel free to say what you want ^^