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  • Panic Attack

    Something unexpected struck on my father's business. It was totally a sullen day, my father got home without yabbering anything to us. After my mum thrown some intensive questions on him, he finally told us that his business was down with heavy debts. My mum clammed up for little while before she further her speech.

    " We are going to abandon everything and leave this place as soon as possible"

    That's the statement I could comprehend well. I kept on asking them the reason to leave as I love living in this cosy home. But they never explain to me. I was quite dissapointed with their character for not telling me everything. I was in dazzle, confused and thousand questions pestering my mind in every single minute.

    The trouble really drove me crazy. One night, I lost sleep, I was taken aback without knowing the reason why and wandered around the living room like someone lost their sane. I could feel nothing but the numbness in my head and strong palpitation striking again and again. Each time it stroke, I lost my conscious mind and ran wildly in the living room.  Such a horrible life persisted till the age of 22.

  • Down In the Dump

    After reading my previous story, I guess you might have impression on what kind of person I am. As a reminder, I don't mind to repeat a few lines of them. In aforementioned, I was raised in poor family and consistently criticized by others. I thought such fucking life may end up in my secondary school. But, I was too wrong. I was silly enough to think like an innocent man.

    During the first year of my secondary school, I got know few female friends. They were talkative and fun-loving person. Just with one thing...they never tried to understand one's feeling well. They ever hurt me verbally. They kept jeering me as sissy boy. I have to admit that maybe I spent most of my time with my mum and sister. That'sthe reason why I acted gently and speak softly compare to other boys. Eventhough I possessed soft charateristic, I think they shouldn't shot me with such unbearable comment right in front of other classmates.

    I was truely down in the dump on that particular day. I started to wonder my real tendency and gender as well! I know those who never experience this situation would have laughed till their jaw off. I ever tried to change the way I act into more rough and rude somemore, to no avail, I always received the same comment from them. I was sad enough to stay in that school and even ever tried to runaway from them. But...I just couldn't do anything.

    I told my own, I have to be strong in order to go through all those obstacles. I promised myself not to be so weak and decided to put off any bad comments on me and only take up the goods. Years gone by, I finally got over from the horrible feeling and was in final year in my secondary school as well. I expected everything dreadful in my life would soon gone and the pretty handsome life would be waiting ahead. Unfortunately, something happened to my family...

  • Hatret Grown

    My life slowly ruin. I had a very unpleasant childhood since my whole family moved to another town (MIRI) The life there was totally different and people there behaved very rude, I just got no faintest idea why they did so. Just the very first day in my primary school, I had to bear with critics from teachers and pupils. They jeered at me for being a poor boy and lack of intelligent. I kept the dreadful feeling for my own and neither would I told my parents about it, as I didn't want both my parents worry about me.

    imagine a young boy had to encounter all these inhumane experiences in his life, certainly he would develop into low-esteem personality and always in the blue. During the lesson, most teachers only focusing on clever students rather then a silly head like me. Upon seeing the enthusiasm between my  classmates and my teachers, I was once in despondent.

  • My Childhood

    Picture 80_NR-->:no: Remember this is not a fictional description but true to my life. Back to  20 years ago, I was only a little innocent boy who never learnt the fact of life. I used to play around with neighbourhood kids and seeking freaky games at all the time. If I further my words, you might think that I'm nut and did something insane. When I was younger, I did lots of weird thing such as bathing toads and grilled any insects I caught in my little net.

    My friends even named me after "Insect Maniac'I remember a savage act I ever did in my life - Grilled rats. I hate rats very much as they often made freaking noise during midnight. So, I set a trap and waiting patiently by the staircase. To my luck, each time I set the trap by the spot, there must be one or two rats caught. Then, I sprang out and began to set camp fire, next put the rats in peril. I knew that's cruel enough. It's an brutal act that I could never forget in my life.

    Somemore, I loved cathing the tiny fish from the drain and placed them in an empty can. After all, cook them instantly or pour detergent into the water. I enjoyed seeing those animals and insects died horridly.

  • Introduction of KuchingVin

    Hi, I'm kevin, you can call my nick as Vin or Kev. But most of my American friends used to call Kev. I love the way they named me. I'm here to make a brief introduction on myself. In fact there's nothing interesting about me as I was raised in  poor family with bearly hard to get everything that I want. So the only thing I could do is be a home bird and stared still on the wall. Actually that's my past history as now, I have been struggling a lot to change myself from bad to good and from poor to a considerably good family.

    I love to spend most of my time by chatting with my intimates as I found out this is the only way I can get rid tension mind in myself. I love gardening in fact. When I was younger, i was so call "A Little Farmer."  My mum never worried about having insufficient dosh to get vegetables for our meal. Whenever I finished my homework, I would dash to the farm and started bobbing ceaselessly in the little farm I created just beside my home yard.

    Early in the morning, I had to wake up befall the time as I got bust the gut on bloody yakka. Sometimes I really wonder about the real meaning of life. I saw other  peers played around happily and enjoying their joyous life while myself just stayed in like a lone wolf and never had the chance to hang out with others. "It's ok" this is the only phase I recited from younger till now. I always let myself in cosy condition and never want to compare too much with others as I don't want to hurt myself like that. I think it's not worth enough for a boy to do so.

    Now, I'm a 28 years old man, I had gone through all kinds of dreadful experience- Going to mention in coming up blog. No worry, I'm going to  describe everything from the bottom to the peak. Catch up the updated title from time to time.

    Before i stop pressing the keyboard, allow me to apologise to all the readers out there as my English isn't very good. Thanks

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