Angel Wears Gucci in The Little Blue Moon of Korsia
I lengthened my neck, stretched it to have a peep outside the window. The glass did not block my view, but my head, indeed. I peered harder & saw the little moon of Korsia. There she stood; printed on the dark blue sky b4 sun rise. I knew she never moves, but she didn't seem lonely to me, as the car was moving along the extremely winding road. I stared at her, & she stared back at me without eyes, but her small, tiny face. I blinked & winked then giggled to myself, giving my heart, not on my lips, a tingling sensation. Making my dad questioning & thinking that I was crazy would I not.
I smiled. I smiled? I smiled! I smiled to the moon. Not a human being, not an animal, neither a plant, nor a living creature. But a small...stone.
My iPod nano was playing some Korean numbers in my ears as I traveled, making my smile wider. Rain. "Da Myung Da Myung~" Orwh~~ haha! (Try Rain's "Ahn Nyong Ee Lan Mal Dae Shin Remix" if U want to know what I mean!) Looking straight, I saw rows & rows & rows of trees in... rows. Its so dark deep down there even with the shines of the Korsia moon. I did not look at her all along; straining my neck & eyes would only spoil her beauty after a while. I closed my eyes, recording this pleasant sensation in my soul. I was not happy, but I was 'now', which surprised me.
As I flashed my eyelids a couple of times, the little moon dissapeared. The sun rising up from nowhere, brightened the whole piece of bluish-grey sky. My smile was gone as well, with her; my fairy.
B4 dawn, many things happened. I would not suprise myself living in a world without magic.
A week ago, I fought vf my parents. Then my maid got fired bcuz of her stubbornness & laziness. I shldn't & shld say that despite being a Scorpio, I m really a very kind-hearted person. Bcuz of what my grandma is, I blif. I don't 1 2 go in2 Y I fought vf my parents or what I felt 4 tht monkey, but what I can conclude is that I can't & know not how 2 show love, but I m really a girl vf a kind, loving heart! :( Neither do I 1 2 go in2 how unkind a Scorpio can b~
As I left the path from Korsia, I c my dad's friend helping him drive his Benz while he began talking & monkey doing her monkey face. I slept at 1, woke up at 3, & left house at 6 a.m. P/S: The 2 things I cant bare with is coffee & insufficient sleep! They make me blurr & "mabuk"! With the "more-than-enough-rest" I had, I was already on my way to KL, again. Whats the rush? I'm going 4 a interview 4 8TV, my internship.
We reached at 9, brought monkey 2 her agent, & rushed back 2 Sunway 2 get my transcript as I got the offer when I was at Johor. From there, we rushed 2 8TV where I was interviewed thRice! An indian, a malay, a chinese. Ahaks! How Malaysian Malaysia is, huh? I was interviewed twice 1st, asked to cm bk at 2 p.m c them work, & its only 11 a.m. So, dad took me 4 lunch at Puchong, back to Sunway, & I drove up 2 Damansara again myself. This time changed to jeans & sneakers rather than Anne H in Devil Wears Prada's 1st day 2 work outfit cuz I don bring bk any clothes bk 2 Jhr. I was blurr aft the more waiting & during the interview(s) b4. Now tht I bathed, I was more refreshed though I still feel dizzy & feeling like I needed 2 puke. Blurringly I familiarized myself vf the roads thr & entered the TV station. I was interviewed the 3rd time...
"Cindy, meet my senior, Melvin"
"Hi, I'm Melvin. I want to have a talk with U"
"OK."
"Ok, this is not an interview, it's more of a get-2-knw-U" session. So, did U bring ur' resume?"
Ya, yah~ Yes, Melvin. It's NOT an interview. The 2nd line aft tht line is an interview. So there goes the 3RD interview. I got pissed aft being turned & spinned around bt I kept my cool. We both agreed that I cant maximize what I learnt from performing arts in this company & that I cant benefit them 2 the fullest so my request was hanged, there. I was allowed 2 stay 2 watch them work still though.
"U can wait here, & grab a computer. U can go online"
& so I grab 1 & emailed Red Com again. (Fucking 8TV mk me felt as if I got it & now playin vf me) I browsed Friendster then while actually sms-ing my dad, saying tht I 1 2 go home vf him l8r. Suddenly, I got up my chair, gathered pieces of me, smiled 2 myself, & walked to Dora, the 2nd interviewer.
"I think I got to go" ...
& I did.
I walked out the building proudly. I felt SO FREE 4 the 1ST time in my LIFE! I mean, FREE 4 da 1ST time in a different way. I felt H.A.P.P.Y! I jingled out the gate & ran 2 my car. I drove 2 1U, got a good parking place, bought 2 shirts 4 mum as 2mrw is her birthday, left 4 Sunway, & bk 2 Johor again.
If U rmbred me stating, I fought vf my parents? More of vf my mum actually. But I questioned myself Y was I happy I left, Y was I happy I bought her sthing, Y was I happy getting in2 the fuss making myself tired travelling up & down... I think I know the answer but does she? The main reason we fought is bcuz she cant feel my love. Shalt I shout mum I love thee?
I know if I dont go back after coming up, I cant patch things up vf her anymore. I'll b working, leaving 2 aussie b4 CNY, & when? Bt then I did go bk, loose a job at TV3 instead, & got blamed by every1 4 not putting 1st things 1st..... I really know not what 2 do; going back is wrong, not going back is too.. only in a different way~
I searched for my lil' moon tht night. But she is nowhere 2 b seen. Imagine a day starting b4 dawn, without sunset bt a downpour, & the sun is gone. ...Have U ever wonder Y the moon from Korsia? I swear by the moon I shalt kiss thy lips if thou can guess this right.
Anyway, reverse 1 day, on mum's bday, we went Malacca. I woke up early despite the tireness, greet her, & everthing bcame fine. It wasn't days b4 though I did so. I knew tht moment I made the right / 'right' choice. My X was a Malacca boy so we went there several times b4. So my dad kinda expect me 2 knw the roads & routes thr 2 eat their delicacies when I cant recall the history at all. My head was painful, heavy, dizzy, wizzy, woozy, a black dough of those. But me being the 1 who gets dizzy in cars tried searching 4 the shops they 1ed 2 go. I mean, Hello~ it's mum's Birthday! Despite my head, my stomach didnt feel well either. But I ate, ate, & ate. Do U knw the formula?: Bad Head + Bad Stomach = Puke -.-"
But thank God I did not.
So I went back, thought I cld sleep earlier bt did nt, & the next day fought vf some1 stupid enough 2 bring up the past.
What is said aint clear enough? If I can trust U Y cant U trust I?
I am sick when I thought of thee. Nay, thou art such a coil!
Today, I cm up 2 KL alone by bus. I felt weird sitting in my empty 'room' with my matress without pinky's pink sheets. I miss everything I had... & who do I have??? Hahahah..!
Well, Winson picked me up at Pudu, got saman a.k.a rasuah, I felt guilty, we went 2 Mid Valley, ate, watched movie, window-shopped, ate again, & headed back. On d way home, he suddenly stroked my head in empathy as if I m his little sister & asked if I m tired. I was touched as he was the only 1 who could c the fatigue on my face. As obvious as it is on my eyes, he was the only who cld c how heavy they felt despite d make-up. I felt like putting my arms around him & cry. Cry, & CRY like a lil' girl... I know he will listen, I will always BE right & will always be ALright. Bt I did not do so...
I know who cares & not say while who says but cares least. I shall not blame those far away, but the truth remains in the heart...
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Angel Wears Gucci in The Little Blue Moon of Korsia (13 Dec 2006)
Posted by Jade Z. at 10:14:00 PM
Labels: Family 'n' Friends, Lipstick, Princess Diary
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