Would it be possible to live with no money?

MynameisQUE;

Would having all the money in the world make anyone happy?

This is not my first ranting about money. Probably wouldn't be my last either.

Up till today, I don't understand why adults are so caught up with money.

Maybe I'm only feeling this way because I've never felt the pinch.

I've never had to go through any financial crisis in my life.

Money has never been an issue.
All I know is that when I need money, all I needed to do is ask.

But what breaks my heart is that we human beings are too sensitive

when it comes to money. Money makes us greedy. Money makes us forget

about people whom we used to love dearly. Money blinds us to the fact that

we no more seem to treasure the important things in life.

I wish adults could act their age and for once put aside their pride,

ego and issues to recall the times they once had with their loved ones.

No matter what issues you have with each other,

we all know blood is thicker than water.

So what will make me feel better?

MynameisQUE;

I wish i could be selfless and keep things to myself instead.

But I can't. Somehow I want to let it all out because I know it will make me feel better.

The other day, my mum told me something I wish I never heard.

She said, " Now that you and your good friends are in

different schools, it would be hard to maintain the friendship

because you won't be that close with them anymore.

You gotta be prepared for the day when you'll not be close to each other anymore".

:( I'm disappointed and sad.

Probably the lowest I've felt in months.

If only I live life without expecting things from people,

then maybe I wouldn't feel this depressed.

Today, I question the meaning behind the word friendship.
I've been holding back these tears, I think its time to let it all out.

What a sickening Sunday. :(

Bestfriends are supposed to go through shit together.

Well at least that's what I think.

He left something behind...

MynameisQUE;

After taking my O levels, guess what I wanted to pursue?

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Wait for it....
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Wait for it........

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Yes, I wanted to be a Malay teacher.

No honestly, I AM NOT KIDDING.

Teaching is a stable and noble profession and you know,

you can never go wrong with that.

But in the end, I chose to pursue Mass Communications in Polytechnic

because I've always wanted to learn about media.

Also, there were a million reasons why I thought I wouldn't make a good Malay teacher.

(Like I don't think I can ever be a good role model and stuff like that..)

Well.... Until I decided to goole something online that is.

I remembered grandma told me about my late granddad and he used to write poetry

and he used a moniker, Muhibbah Asmara.

Honestly, I couldn't believe my eyes. There was something about him online!

This was a man I never got a chance to meet.
A man that I've heard so much about.

Apparently the articles were of 2 languages, English and Malay.

Then it suddenly hit me. My late granddad, was such a talented writer.

His love for the Malay language indescribable.

If only I went into teaching. If only I learnt the Malay literature..

If only.

:( What do you think?

Stranger, let's have a long talk over tea?

MynameisQUE;

Hi, guess who's back?

I'm not in a good mood. I haven't been feeling well.

Life's like shit for now and I'm trying to find my strength to get back on my feet.

It's not easy but I hope I'll be fine really soon.

I'm sorry for the depressing tweets but honestly, I'm not fine.

Its hard to talk to anybody, really.

Cos all I get is people always expecting me to be this and that.

Expectations, expectations. Nonsense.

No one understands. Just no one.

All I want to do now, is to find a stranger whom I can talk to,

without being judged. Have a long talk about life and
everything that's spinning the wheel.

Any takers?

He's just another picture to burn;

MynameisQUE;


A couple of days ago, I got a text from an exboyfriend.

It was something along the line about out photos together on Facebook.

His current girlfriend was supposedly angry and wants to break things off with him

because she saw me still keeping those photos under one of my albums on Facebook.

In fact, a few days before that, I made the album private

and can be viewed by me and him ONLY.

You must be wondering why I still kept those photos eventhough its been

months since we've been over. We broke up shortly after Raya.

Why? Because I guess I found out about some ugly stuff he kept behind my back.

And furthermore, I knew he wasn't the one.

We were of different wavelengths. We came from different backgrounds.

There were so many differences between us.

There was just no way we could have worked out.

But all I can say is that he was one of the best man I've met.

He sacrificed a lot of time and effort for me.

Maybe thats why I still kept those photos.

Well, keyword : Maybe.

He has met my family.

In fact, the first man to meet my aunt, uncle, mum, dad and brother.

But we all have to move on, don't we?

No no no. Don't get me wrong and get all jealous for the wrong reasons.

I do not have any feelings for exbf.

I am certain of it. :)

I'm sorry for causing you lots of problems.

I'm sorry for making you all upset.

I'm sorry. I hope this blog post made you feel abit more at ease.

I have my own boyfriend and I love him.

Because as far as I'm concerned, he's just another picture to burn.