Day 24: A photo of something that means a lot to you.

I promised a great friend, Anna to upload my photos of the sunflower she and another great friend, Azri got for me onto Facebook when I could. But the project seems unfinished, so I think I'm just going to post one of the photos here for now.

Both the sunflower and the quote "The Flowers Won't Mind" mean a lot to me. All because of the girl named Anna Sabrina who came up with the quote and the flower-giving culture in school.

Ah, this girl. She brought so much cheer into my life, it's crazy, I tell you. Never have I met someone who is so brilliantly optimistic about life and its everything.I have learnt so much from her - how to let go, how to be more happy, how to just live life to the fullest through good cheer and smiles.

I will never ever forget the most touching thing she did for me - I helplessly broke down in school after succumbing to major stress and the event of losing a close friend. Class was in session then, but we were asked to do the work given as the teacher had already completed the lesson. Suddenly, I felt like crying really badly. I got up from my seat, walked to the back of the class to where my two other great friends - Gurpreet and Jia Ying were seated, hid behind their chairs, and burst into tears immediately.

Anna and Azri were there as well, and they did something that a goody two-shoes like me would never ever do, unless it's certified safe and punishment-free.

They snuck out the back door of the classroom, went all the way downstairs, and came back upstairs with the risk of getting caught anytime by any teacher; to give me flowers picked up from the side of the field.

With their good intentions of wanting me to stop crying, I think I failed them when I started to produce more buckets of tears. I was too touched, really.

The gesture was sweet and simple. I couldn't ask for better friends like her, them and a lot of other people in my life.

I miss my friends oh so terribly as well. Sigh.

Anyway, till the next entry - cheers!

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Day 23: 15 facts about you.

1. I have a mole near my lip. It only surfaced when I was in Form 3, I think. (Forever twins, Sham Sham!)
   
   
2. I have a very short attention span.
   
   
3. As contradictory as this statement is to the previous one, I’m a very good listener.
   
   
4. I’m too selfless. It’s both a good thing and bad.
   
   
5. I care about what people think of me a lot.
   
   
6. I’m quite capable of putting myself in another’s shoes.
   
   
7. I’m also quite capable of thinking out the possible scenarios to a certain situation.
   
   
8. I think I give out fairly good advice to my friends, even if it’s regarding something I have never experienced personally before.
   
   
9. I like to think of myself as more mature compared to a lot of peers I know.
   
   
10. I love languages, and kind of have a knack for learning them.
    
    
11. I like to think that my talent comes in the form of writing. My English teacher when I was in Form 5 - En. Ismail, told me so, encouraged me a lot when it comes to my writing, and never failed to give me positive feedback. I was really touched. After all these years of thinking I had no talent, he was the one who inspired me to write more often. Thank you, sir!
    
    
12. I had my first alcoholic drink before I turned 18. It was only one sip, and I was thankful it tasted fairly alright, considering it was my first time. And no, it wasn’t beer. I happen to dislike beer, even though I have not drank beer before. I find the smell of beer uncomfortable, somehow.
    
    
13. I am easily seduced by nice scents. Nice scents that are too strong or overwhelming? No thanks.
    
    
14. I prefer shopping for stationery such as pens and notebooks compared to shopping for clothes.
    
    
15. I am starting to let myself be more vulnerable.
    

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Day 22: A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.

Dear I,

Here I am, writing to you again. By again, I wrote to you not too long ago here. You used to visit my blog once in awhile, but I know you're too caught up in your own life to read some self-centered pieces of mine. Or rather, you're too immersed in your own 'tragic' problems to remember this friend of yours.

I hate how you are such a pessimist. I hate how I treated you as a great friend for all these years, and I had your back when my other friends thought badly of you. I hate how you claim that you are such a wronged person, but actually you just don't seem to want to admit that you are in the wrong. You push the blame to others, and you just refuse to grow up and admit that you can't be right all the time.

You'll never know how your message made me cry. You'll never understand how disappointed I am in you.

You're mocking me. You're insulting me, despite how serious I am about everything that had happened.

Hate is such a strong word.

But because of all that you'd done, I really do believe I hate you. I don't just dislike you, I really, sincerely, hate you.

Go and continue being a negative loser. I'll just have to pretend that I never had a friend like you, or known you. I give up trying to help you, since you refused to be helped.


P.S. You don't even know what P.S. stands for, when you'd always bragged about how great your English is and always criticising others for their English skills. It stands for postscript, idiot. And yes, I'm still going to sign off with my name at the end. I don't find it funny, unfortunately. To think I thought that I knew you well. I guess not, since I obviously don't get your sense of humour.

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Day 21: A photo of something that makes you happy.

This photo was taken last year in the school's Japanese Culture Room. My classmates and I who studied Japanese plus our one and only Chee-sensei were celebrating the success of our school's first Japanese Cultural Festival with a sushi treat. My food photography skills are super lousy, but please pardon me for that. I was too busy drooling over the sushi we got, and I was already selecting the ones I was aiming for in my head.

Still, I wanted photos. Hence, the inferior quality and the lack of patience in taking a great shot.

Magnificent photos of food make me happy quite easily.

Photos of cute cats and animals too, actually.

But if I were to be really to be honest, photos of my friends make me the happiest. I couldn't choose just one, so I decided to go another way with this entry.

My awesome green camera is unfortunately very much unused since cancer got to me.

I badly need to free myself from the clutches of cancer and create more memories with my friends.

Cheers!

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Day 20: The meaning behind your blog name.

I’m assuming that this refers to ‘Who Killed Jane Doe?’ and not my blog link. But anyway, it has nothing to do with me being a big fan of jelly. I was 13, and I was trying to think of a unique blog link that is different and creative. So, 'Resist The Jellified Sky' was randomly thought of while I was brainstorming in the showers; and it stuck ever since. I'm still tempted to change my blog link, but this link has sentimental value to it. I'm sentimental like that, sue me.

Okay, don't. I don't have any cash to fork out if you do.

Previously, I named my blog ‘Land of Make-Believe’ in tribute to Green Day’s song Jesus of Suburbia. That song remains one of my all-time favourites, not only it has very deep meaning behind its lyrics, but it’s approximately 10 minutes of pure joy, angst and rebellion altogether.

But then, I suddenly craved a change. I wanted something more original than something I picked out from a song that was someone else’s creative idea.

So, after being very into the CSI franchise for a period of time before this – I happened to watch an episode which had a Jane Doe in it. She was so beautiful and so young, yet she remained unidentified. Nobody came to claim the body for burial, nor does anyone know who her murderer was at the moment. It was saddening to watch. I found it just a shame that said Jane Doe had to die such a wrongful death at such a young age when she had a whole future ahead of her.

Hence, I came up with my current blog name. My blog name has dual meaning, besides the one that I had already talked about earlier. I like to think that I have an inner Jane Doe in me, that remains unidentified, yet I know she’s there somewhere. Somehow, one day – I felt like she’s gone. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or bad, but still, it felt like someone just killed her and took that part of me away. I’m still searching, and at the same time wondering what happened to that part of me and who she actually was.

I realised the above paragraph made me sound like I’m suffering from split personality disorder or something similar. No worries, I’m still very much a sane person, thank you very much.


***

Meanwhile, this video is really awesome. My brother first introduced it to me, and I saw Karyn sharing this a few days later.

Fans of the Kingdom Hearts franchise and Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas should be familiar with this.

Even if you're not, it's still a good watch!

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Day 19: Another picture of yourself.

This photo of me was taken last year on the 27th of March, thanks to Guppy! My school had this awards ceremony going on; my friends and I who studied Japanese performed a Japanese song, naturally. A lovely day - we all had fun singing, laughing and donning the kimono. A few teachers saw the pedicure I did, and humourously told me off about showing off my pedicure to the whole school when it's against the school rules to have a manicure/pedicure done. Well, I don't think many people would actually pay a lot of attention to my feet, really.

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Day 18: Something you crave a lot.

Freedom.
A cancer-free life.
A healthy body.

Happiness.
Friends - old and new.
Achievable dreams.

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Day 17: A photo of you and your family.

It could be harmless to the average person, but knowing my parents - I shall not upload a photo of my family here.

My parents prefer to keep a low profile, and I'm sure they'll hate the idea of having their images here plastered for the world to see.

So, I shall respect their privacy. Like how they respect mine. They know that I keep a personal blog besides my cancer blog, but they do not pry. That, I really appreciate.

All you need to know about my family is that my family consists of my dad, my mum, my elder brother and myself.

Done, done and done.

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It’s not an English name I came up with for myself. My mother is indeed a genius in coming up with such a splendid name for me. Although my name has been unfortunately mutilated (nicknames are excluded) over the past years, full credits to my mum for my current identity.

I’m certainly looking forward to changing the word ‘patient’ to ‘survivor’! If you’re interested to read about my journey in battling lymphoma, you can click here to proceed to my cancer blog.

Ironic, I know; this blog is mainly pink instead. I like all colours actually, but I find myself having an affinity to the colour green. In fact, I can safely say that green is my soul colour.

Languages, music, fashion, photography, cultures, dance, literature, writing; just about anything, really. The arts truly intrigue me, especially thought-provoking pieces. Of course, the arts play a major role in inspiring me in my everyday life.

I don’t have a favourite genre – I read any book that interests me!

I am a trained right-hander from young, since apparently being left-handed is considered ‘wrong’. Basically, I’m ambidextrous! No wonder I find it easier to air guitar using my left hand than my right; I simply relate to the arts than subjects that deal with logical thinking better, too.

A stubborn Bull I am, too. I abhor being rushed. I prefer doing matters at my own reasonable pace. I don’t particularly like changes in my routine, but I can adapt quite easily. I’m a very practical person as well. I enjoy the beautiful things in life, but that doesn’t make me shun ugliness at all. Besides, it all depends on how one perceives beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Still am, but I’m slowly learning to accept imperfection into my life. Also, I’m doing my best to erase the many expectations I have so I could one day master the art of letting go and freeing myself to simple happiness and joy.

Compared to before, I’m less dramatic nowadays. Language-wise, I attempt to blog flawlessly in English and speak proper English online with my peers. Call me a Grammar Nazi all you want, but that’s how I roll. I only converse in perfect English in formal situations and during my dramatic outbursts. Otherwise, I’m absolutely capable of communicating like the average Malaysian!

It’s a different issue altogether when you’re forced to learn for the sake of getting good grades, though. Other than that, I’m open to new information and knowledge anytime! I especially would like to learn more languages and pick up new musical instruments.

…are just some of the things I would love to do in the near future, hopefully!

the basic rules apply. If you respect me, I’ll respect you. If you happen to be someone who has low EQ skills, I’ll try to be tolerant but my patience is definitely limited. I’m observant when it comes to human behaviour. I’m a person of many opinions, but I don’t voice them out unless I trust you enough; I’m very honest and candid when it comes to the people I can trust. Even though I trust very easily, not everybody can prove that they’re all that nice. Hurt me, and I’ll only defend myself if necessary. Hurt my family or my friends – you won’t find me holding back.

Is there anything else you would like to know about me?
Throw me your questions and/or doubts here! I honestly have nothing to hide, so you’ll expect the truth and nothing but the truth.

It’s only how I phrase my answers that you’ll have to be aware of.
Or…you can click hereto go back to reading!

Day 24: A photo of something that means a lot to you.

I promised a great friend, Anna to upload my photos of the sunflower she and another great friend, Azri got for me onto Facebook when I could. But the project seems unfinished, so I think I'm just going to post one of the photos here for now.

Both the sunflower and the quote "The Flowers Won't Mind" mean a lot to me. All because of the girl named Anna Sabrina who came up with the quote and the flower-giving culture in school.

Ah, this girl. She brought so much cheer into my life, it's crazy, I tell you. Never have I met someone who is so brilliantly optimistic about life and its everything.I have learnt so much from her - how to let go, how to be more happy, how to just live life to the fullest through good cheer and smiles.

I will never ever forget the most touching thing she did for me - I helplessly broke down in school after succumbing to major stress and the event of losing a close friend. Class was in session then, but we were asked to do the work given as the teacher had already completed the lesson. Suddenly, I felt like crying really badly. I got up from my seat, walked to the back of the class to where my two other great friends - Gurpreet and Jia Ying were seated, hid behind their chairs, and burst into tears immediately.

Anna and Azri were there as well, and they did something that a goody two-shoes like me would never ever do, unless it's certified safe and punishment-free.

They snuck out the back door of the classroom, went all the way downstairs, and came back upstairs with the risk of getting caught anytime by any teacher; to give me flowers picked up from the side of the field.

With their good intentions of wanting me to stop crying, I think I failed them when I started to produce more buckets of tears. I was too touched, really.

The gesture was sweet and simple. I couldn't ask for better friends like her, them and a lot of other people in my life.

I miss my friends oh so terribly as well. Sigh.

Anyway, till the next entry - cheers!

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Day 23: 15 facts about you.

1. I have a mole near my lip. It only surfaced when I was in Form 3, I think. (Forever twins, Sham Sham!)
   
   
2. I have a very short attention span.
   
   
3. As contradictory as this statement is to the previous one, I’m a very good listener.
   
   
4. I’m too selfless. It’s both a good thing and bad.
   
   
5. I care about what people think of me a lot.
   
   
6. I’m quite capable of putting myself in another’s shoes.
   
   
7. I’m also quite capable of thinking out the possible scenarios to a certain situation.
   
   
8. I think I give out fairly good advice to my friends, even if it’s regarding something I have never experienced personally before.
   
   
9. I like to think of myself as more mature compared to a lot of peers I know.
   
   
10. I love languages, and kind of have a knack for learning them.
    
    
11. I like to think that my talent comes in the form of writing. My English teacher when I was in Form 5 - En. Ismail, told me so, encouraged me a lot when it comes to my writing, and never failed to give me positive feedback. I was really touched. After all these years of thinking I had no talent, he was the one who inspired me to write more often. Thank you, sir!
    
    
12. I had my first alcoholic drink before I turned 18. It was only one sip, and I was thankful it tasted fairly alright, considering it was my first time. And no, it wasn’t beer. I happen to dislike beer, even though I have not drank beer before. I find the smell of beer uncomfortable, somehow.
    
    
13. I am easily seduced by nice scents. Nice scents that are too strong or overwhelming? No thanks.
    
    
14. I prefer shopping for stationery such as pens and notebooks compared to shopping for clothes.
    
    
15. I am starting to let myself be more vulnerable.
    

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Day 22: A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.

Dear I,

Here I am, writing to you again. By again, I wrote to you not too long ago here. You used to visit my blog once in awhile, but I know you're too caught up in your own life to read some self-centered pieces of mine. Or rather, you're too immersed in your own 'tragic' problems to remember this friend of yours.

I hate how you are such a pessimist. I hate how I treated you as a great friend for all these years, and I had your back when my other friends thought badly of you. I hate how you claim that you are such a wronged person, but actually you just don't seem to want to admit that you are in the wrong. You push the blame to others, and you just refuse to grow up and admit that you can't be right all the time.

You'll never know how your message made me cry. You'll never understand how disappointed I am in you.

You're mocking me. You're insulting me, despite how serious I am about everything that had happened.

Hate is such a strong word.

But because of all that you'd done, I really do believe I hate you. I don't just dislike you, I really, sincerely, hate you.

Go and continue being a negative loser. I'll just have to pretend that I never had a friend like you, or known you. I give up trying to help you, since you refused to be helped.


P.S. You don't even know what P.S. stands for, when you'd always bragged about how great your English is and always criticising others for their English skills. It stands for postscript, idiot. And yes, I'm still going to sign off with my name at the end. I don't find it funny, unfortunately. To think I thought that I knew you well. I guess not, since I obviously don't get your sense of humour.

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Day 21: A photo of something that makes you happy.

This photo was taken last year in the school's Japanese Culture Room. My classmates and I who studied Japanese plus our one and only Chee-sensei were celebrating the success of our school's first Japanese Cultural Festival with a sushi treat. My food photography skills are super lousy, but please pardon me for that. I was too busy drooling over the sushi we got, and I was already selecting the ones I was aiming for in my head.

Still, I wanted photos. Hence, the inferior quality and the lack of patience in taking a great shot.

Magnificent photos of food make me happy quite easily.

Photos of cute cats and animals too, actually.

But if I were to be really to be honest, photos of my friends make me the happiest. I couldn't choose just one, so I decided to go another way with this entry.

My awesome green camera is unfortunately very much unused since cancer got to me.

I badly need to free myself from the clutches of cancer and create more memories with my friends.

Cheers!

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Day 20: The meaning behind your blog name.

I’m assuming that this refers to ‘Who Killed Jane Doe?’ and not my blog link. But anyway, it has nothing to do with me being a big fan of jelly. I was 13, and I was trying to think of a unique blog link that is different and creative. So, 'Resist The Jellified Sky' was randomly thought of while I was brainstorming in the showers; and it stuck ever since. I'm still tempted to change my blog link, but this link has sentimental value to it. I'm sentimental like that, sue me.

Okay, don't. I don't have any cash to fork out if you do.

Previously, I named my blog ‘Land of Make-Believe’ in tribute to Green Day’s song Jesus of Suburbia. That song remains one of my all-time favourites, not only it has very deep meaning behind its lyrics, but it’s approximately 10 minutes of pure joy, angst and rebellion altogether.

But then, I suddenly craved a change. I wanted something more original than something I picked out from a song that was someone else’s creative idea.

So, after being very into the CSI franchise for a period of time before this – I happened to watch an episode which had a Jane Doe in it. She was so beautiful and so young, yet she remained unidentified. Nobody came to claim the body for burial, nor does anyone know who her murderer was at the moment. It was saddening to watch. I found it just a shame that said Jane Doe had to die such a wrongful death at such a young age when she had a whole future ahead of her.

Hence, I came up with my current blog name. My blog name has dual meaning, besides the one that I had already talked about earlier. I like to think that I have an inner Jane Doe in me, that remains unidentified, yet I know she’s there somewhere. Somehow, one day – I felt like she’s gone. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or bad, but still, it felt like someone just killed her and took that part of me away. I’m still searching, and at the same time wondering what happened to that part of me and who she actually was.

I realised the above paragraph made me sound like I’m suffering from split personality disorder or something similar. No worries, I’m still very much a sane person, thank you very much.


***

Meanwhile, this video is really awesome. My brother first introduced it to me, and I saw Karyn sharing this a few days later.

Fans of the Kingdom Hearts franchise and Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas should be familiar with this.

Even if you're not, it's still a good watch!

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Day 19: Another picture of yourself.

This photo of me was taken last year on the 27th of March, thanks to Guppy! My school had this awards ceremony going on; my friends and I who studied Japanese performed a Japanese song, naturally. A lovely day - we all had fun singing, laughing and donning the kimono. A few teachers saw the pedicure I did, and humourously told me off about showing off my pedicure to the whole school when it's against the school rules to have a manicure/pedicure done. Well, I don't think many people would actually pay a lot of attention to my feet, really.

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Day 18: Something you crave a lot.

Freedom.
A cancer-free life.
A healthy body.

Happiness.
Friends - old and new.
Achievable dreams.

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Day 17: A photo of you and your family.

It could be harmless to the average person, but knowing my parents - I shall not upload a photo of my family here.

My parents prefer to keep a low profile, and I'm sure they'll hate the idea of having their images here plastered for the world to see.

So, I shall respect their privacy. Like how they respect mine. They know that I keep a personal blog besides my cancer blog, but they do not pry. That, I really appreciate.

All you need to know about my family is that my family consists of my dad, my mum, my elder brother and myself.

Done, done and done.

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