Well on a brighter note, Fikri and I ended playing around with different dialects, after taking a break from a shoot. And this what the out come turned out to be. Hahaha. Monash peeps I think you’ll get this more, especially if you have seen A Police Story done by Eddie lol. I couldn’t put a link to.. but if it’s ever up. I’ll link it in.
I recently came across this blog, by fellow Christian Blogger Shelley Goodman – STR:The Freedom Blog and she had written a post that was very heartfelt and touching in regards to matters on abortion. The first time I had seen a video on abortion was in the days when I was in Taylor’s. The video spoke and showed three methods of abortion.
At the time, I ignorantly considered abortion to be alright, but that video had changed my mind. Ultimately you are still killing a life, even if the physical being of the child is not complete, there is already life born the minute the egg and sperm unites in a ladies womb.
I would like to share this post, more so the poem of how an unborn baby speaks to his/her mother after being killed.
***DISCLAIMER** The post may contain some very graphical images, but this is what an unborn child who has undergone abortion will look like.
He loves me abundantly.
I so wanted to be your little girl. I don’t quite understand what has happened.
I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.
I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.
Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.
I heard Daddy yelling back.
I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon.
I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you. I couldn’t imagine why you were so unhappy.That same day, the most horrible thing happened.
A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me.
May be you never heard me.
The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming,
“Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me.”
Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn’t anymore.
Then the monster started ripping my arms off.
It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain.
It didn’t stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop.
I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.
Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying.I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.
I wanted to make all your tears go away.
I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now I couldn’t; all my dreams were shattered.
Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.
I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn’t know the words you could understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.
I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angel took me to God and He blessed me.
He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered, “Abortion.
I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels.”
I don’t know what abortion is;
I guess that’s the name of the monster who hated my landing on earth as an innocent lovely kid.
I’m writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I tried very hard to live.
I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn’t; the monster was too powerful.
It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live.
I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you.
I didn’t want to die.But, mummy, I am totally happy here in God’s abode and I’ve plenty of friends to play with. Only cheerful faces are visible here. I shall wait here for you to join us. Dear Mommy, God had told me that no SELFISH people should be here! I have no doubt that my mommy was very nice and I will recommend to God for you and loving Daddy. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did.Please be careful. Love,
Your Baby Girl
STOP THE MASS MURDER OF THE INNOCENT!
STOP THE LIBERAL AGENDA!
STOP THE AMERICAN HOLOCAUST!
(Note: Complaints received, the vagina of this baby-girl has been censored)
I have to talk about this. My parents and siblings had gone to watch Harry Potter 5 on Sat night. Sad to say the movie according to them and also others didn’t think extremely highly of the movie. I think Harry Potter may have come at a bad time. We had first Spiderman 3, then Pirates 3 and finally the most awaited movie of the year Transformers which was absolutely marvelous (and yes yes ok everyone went for the robots and NOT the megaforce…I mean Megan Fox =P).
Anyway after the movie, guess what my lil bro bought. He bought this wonderful toy after the Harry Potter movie.
And honestly I have to say it is one of the most freaking COOL toy I’ve seen. Not only do childhood memories for some people flood back by hearing Optimus Prime’s voice but you actually get to put his head on YOUR head.
Best part you get to sound like him to hehe in a thoroughly robotic voice. Check out what my brother and I ended up doing for fun.
I just want to bawl my eyes out.
My com has to reformat!!! Arghhhhhhhhh!! So much of time wasted!!!
Have to spend a couple of hours to reformat!!! Argghh
Have to install everything again!!! Arghh
Have to set up allllll the stuff!! Arghhh
All my incomplete torrent downloads i have to give up!!! Argghhh
And worse of all…
I have to wait for GUILD WARS TO RELOAD from scratch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Sniff sniff….What a world.. what a world….
I honestly honestly think that some parents as much as they support their kids, they are the ones sometimes that kills and destroys the dreams and passions of the children they have. By inflicting on their minds the useless expectations of what they think is good for their child. “Oh be a doctor, lawyer and make loads of money! Cause in the end money makes the world go round!’ Wheeeee! (Can you sense my words dripping with disdain)
Dialogue between a Kid and Parent
Dad I love music and I wanna try giving it my all by furthering my education in Florida State University College of Music!
My dear boy you have my blessing, but I can’t support you cause I have to think about your siblings.
That’s ok dad, I’ll try and support myself along the way – even if I have to scrunge for it – cause I want to try to at least make it. I’ll never know if I don’t try right?
Even so my dear son, but it’s not practical. You have to really think about it. Where are you going to get the money to go for what it? Where are you going to stay if you leave Malaysia?
Don’t worry dad, I’ll make it, I’ll sort it out with the Uni.
That’s not all. But are skilled in this field? Do you think you are capable enough? Do you think you have talent in it?
I have potential, but I don’t think I shall ever know how far I can go until I try.
My dear boy, I think you are being too naive in this, and unrealistic. You have to think, how many more years do you have until you can build a stable career. You are not young forever. I don’t want at the end of the day for you to suddenly realise that you are wasting your time in trying to do something that is artistic, that thousands of people have already tried for.
Of course dad, I understand. And you know what I’ll listen to you and maybe take the unriskiness of it all, save money and have the normal desk job to make the money that’s so important.
Parent: Well said and glad you see the light!
Whee, I’m so glad the little boy took the dad’s advice!
Gosh they can’t even at least be encouraging, so what if one likes to have dreams and their heads the in the clouds. Yeah ok there are people making money out there and guess what its from something they love to do. Oh My Gosh I didn’t know that was possible! I thought it was only possible by doing the normal ‘business’ style! Well guess what… there are people who have made it.
Dear fellow bloggers,This coming Sunday technically tomorrow, Zouk KL will be having an event which I hope a lot of you will try to attend. I’m going to head on to the place too and not just for the company hhee..
Rock Genesis is happening this Sunday and you will be hearing good music from some of our well known independent bands like Dragon Red, One Buck Short and Tempered Mental just to name a few. Who will help welcome some new independent bands out there. ROCK ON!!
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