The Story So Far

A break from all the storytelling, am having a great christmas so far.
Better than most anyway.
Usually I'd spend it at home.
But this year's different.
I checked my weight just now, and,
I found that I didn't really gain or lose any weightsince the last time I checked.
Which is weird, and was like many many months ago.

Reason is, I have ze flabs.
more or less.
So I am really surprised.

Well, been attending a lot of parties.
The one on christmas evening was, kinda dull.
The food was too.
But Tsu Tsen's BBQ party was good.
We actually had a chance to finally talk.
And it was a good one.

Also, Acts Church's Christmas Production was one of the best I've been so far.
It really hits the bullseye.
It was a tearjerker for me.
Loved it.
But better yet, got to spend some forgotten time with Rachel.
And there was more talking than other things.
Which was unlike the surprise visit to her house.
Really, then, I really wanted to just talk to her.
But there' a reason for everything is there not?

I'm glad I got to spend some time with some of my long lost friends.
I'm hoping to catch up with more of them.
But I need to visit my uncle in Penang.
He's already in a coma after fighting cancer.
He wll be leaving us soon.
But I'm really Praying Everyday Against It!!
Please Pray For My Uncle Kim.



And the last event I want to talk about, Prom.
It was, good.
Good food, though unapetizing.
Awesome bands, Free To Fall wuz Awesome!! And Couple, which was like a party pooper.
And of course, our school bands.
Twas a good time.
But I miss and hate it.
There were things I wish were better, and things I wish I didn't do.
I don't know if part of the reason was I was sick.
Maybe the sickness caused a temporary lapse of judgement.
I don't know.
But I'm all me now.


Took me a while to figure out myself.
Now, I feel more me than I ever could.
But I wanna grow taller though, and thinner.
But not too thin.
I still have a long way to go to the real me, but so far, I'm good. : ]

Serious Troubles

It was Vern Hwa Jung's last day in Michael Yung's house. She had already packed and left her belongings in the guest room. She was wearing worn jeans, red Converse and a red blouse which had the words 'I'm Not So Bad, Right?' on the front of the shirt. She also wore the same black-grey jacket from before. In addition, she wore a red skully and had red fingerless gloves.

"What on earth are you dressed up for.." said Michael.

"Hey, Its cold okay.. I know you are not affected, but girls are different," replied Vern.

"Okay, okay... I'm not complaining.."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, at least the colours are matching this time," he said.

Vern punched him in the gut. Michael couldn't breathe for a few seconds.

"Wha... What... Uuhhh... Never.. Nevermind.." Michael said in between breaths.

Vern smiled to herself when her back was towards him.

Michael wore a dark green shirt that said 'Pain is a state of mind' in black. He wore jeans and his black Converse. He wore a watch which looked like something you'd find in the flea market.

"HAHAH!! Pain is a state of mind? What a nice coincidence!! HAHAHAHAH!!" laughed Vern.

"Yeah, yeah... Ha ha... Very funny.." he said sarcastically.

Its been a long day for both of them. It was now close to sunset. Vern was only waiting for her parents to arrive at her house. They had walked to Michael's house after Vern took Michael shopping, something Michael seemed comfortable at, seeing as girl shopping takes way longer that guys. They went to 'Ichigoku Ramen' for lunch. There were not many ramen shops in Australian malls.

Vern could feel her body reflexes slowing down and looking at Michael she guessed the same. As they left Caddinbourgh Mall, they had ice cream. They then sat on a park bench talking rubbish for two hours before walking to Michael's house.

"So is that all you did when you lived in Korea?" said Vern.

"Well, that is as much as I can remember."

"I see."

"Yeah, I know. I only did live there for seven years. What do you expect? And it was my childhood. I'm not too keen on remembering that," he replied.

"Oh.. Okay then. Lets talk about something else then."

They talked for another hour. "Ahahah. So you must have been the first girl there to pull down a guy's pants huh?" laughed Michael.

"Yeah hahaha. I was famous for a short time." Vern laughed.

Suddenly they heard a korean song. It was Vern's handphone. It was ringing. Someone was calling her.

Vern answered the phone,"Hello?"

"Huh?"

"Yeah I'm okay."

"Yes, I'm with my friend now."

Michael could only hear Vern's replies.

"What?"

"So, does that mean.."

"Okay."

"Okay then."

"Love ya too."

"Bye."

The line went dead.

"Who was that?" Michael asked.

"Umm... Hey, would you mind if I stayed longer? I mean, like for a week?" Vern replied.

"Uhh.. I guess... It would be fine.. As long as my parents allow it. Why?" Michael asked curiously.

Vern looked at the pavement.
"Ermm... Well.."

Michael already knew the answer.

"Don't tell me... Seriously?" Michael said.

Vern only nodded, still looking at the pavement.

TO BE CONTINUED...

The Road, To Nothingness....

Michael Yung opened a chat room with her in it. He typed, "Hey, how are you feeling?"
For a while, there was no answer.
She wrote,"Never better," with a smiley face.

"Are you sure?" He typed.
"Yeah. Any reson why?"
"Uhh.. No. Just that.. U seemed.. well.."
"Forget about that.. I don't wanna talk about it.." She interrupted.
"O-O-Ookay then..." Michael replied.

"Tell me, how's Vern treating you? She's not overturning the couch and watching tv with the couch upside down is she? XD" She replied.
"Ho-how did you know she was at my place?!?" Michael wrote surprised.
"Heheh.. I ave mah sources.. XP" She replied."Well?"
"No she's not. She went to bed already.." he wrote.
"Hmm.. Look behind you. ^^" She typed.
"Huh?" He replied. He turned back.

Vern was halfway through the door with her banana pyjamas on holding binoculars looking at the computer screen. When she noticed, she put away the binoculars and from a surprised look, became all smiley, waved and went back into the guest room and closed the door.

"Told you. ^^" She wrote.
"You've gotta tell me how you know what goes on in my house." He wrote with a curious look on his face.
"Teehee!! Only when she's in your house. XP"
"Uhh... Right..."
"Anyway, I have to go.. Going out with my friends tmrw. See you. : )" She wrote.
"Hmm? Ohh.. Okay.." Michael wrote blurly.
She went offline.

"Ehh??" Michael said to himself. He forgot what he wanted to ask in the first place.
"Hhhhhh..." Michael sighed.

He heard the guest room door close. He turned his head back for a moment. He sighed again. He shut off the computer and went to bed. In his head, he wondered how tomorrow would turn out to be.

* * * * *

It was a cold, moist, misty morning.
Huh.. Never seen this before.. Vern said to herself.

She got out of bed. As she was going to the toilet, she bumped her leg into the bedpost.
"OW,OW,OW,OW,OW,OWW!!" She stammered as she winced in pain.

She continued the rest of the way hopping to the toilet. She took out her toilet bag from her luggage bag near the toilet door and brushed her teeth. Then she did all the things you're supposed to do in the toilet.

She went downstairs to find a box of Honeystars on the table and a large bottle of milk.

"Morning. Feel free to have some of that," said Mrs. Yung.
"Morning. And thanks," Vern said.
"Its alright dear," said Mrs. Yung with a smile.
"Where's Mike?" Vern asked.
"He went out for a walk. Which is very strange of him. He doesn't normally go out walking in the morning."Replied Mrs Yung.
"ohh.."

After Vern had finished her breakfast, she went back up to her room and got dressed after bathing. She then went out the door.

* * * * *

Its so quiet. I wonder whats gonna happen today. Michael pondered. He was never the athletic type, nor the smart type. He was just, Michael. As he sat there on the cold wooden bench overlooking the lake at the park, he would only look around. It was only on a day like this, he would come out to just do nothing, but stare into nothingness, and admire mother nature for what she is...

"ey ...ou...." He could hear a faint voice.
"Hey.." It was getting clearer. As if he was approaching the end of the tunnel.
"Hey you!!" It was as clear as day.

"Wh-wha-what?!?!" He got startled and looked around. He saw Vern staring at him with her hands on her knees half way bending over.
"What the heck are you doing sleeping at a place like this?" Vern said.
"Uhh.. What?? I was sleeping?? Huhh... Must have fallen asleep.."
"Yeah. Lucky I caught you before someone else did," she said.

"Mmm... Had breakfast? I left you some Honeystars.."
"There was barely any left!! You're sucha cannibal!!" she practically shouted out.
"Okay okay.. You don't have to shout.." Michael said sleepily.
"Lets go. you're parents are worried," Vern said.

She grabbed his arm and pulled him up. It took him a few seconds before he realised what was going on. Then he noticed he was wearing a white hoodie with greyish white jeans and Converse black. She was wearing the black-grey jacket from the night before and a sky blue blouse underneath. She wore worn jeans and red converse. She also wore, a watermellon stripe green scarf.

"Hey, whats with all the winter clothing.." Michael said catching up with Vern.
"Its cold okay.."
"And the flash of colours...."
She hit his stomach as he went to her side.
"Oooff!!" Blurted Michael. "What was that for!!"
She ignored him and began to walk faster.
"Hey!!" Michael said. He sighed.
They went on walking without another word.

The park around them slowly evolved from a countryside-ish neighborhood to a more suburban neighbourhood. They were back in the Australian suburbs.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Home Sweet Home

His mother was the first to see them.

"Hello Vern. Oso oseyo!" She said with a warm smile.
"Mom..."Michael gave a you-didn't-have-to-say-that look.
"Hahah!! Mike, you're too Australian!!" Vern laughed.

The entrance was filled with warm light. As Vern entered, she was immediately in the living room. There were sofas crouded around a small table. There was a flat screen television facing the croud of sofas. There was another sofa somewhere in front of the television, behind the group of sofas.There were pillows on it. The place was decent, if not luxurious. It was what you would find in a modern apartment. The kitchen was visible from the living room. it had some sort of bar where the sink was. Vern had been here once. Michael's mom, Yung Jae Miia, had been utterly confused that time.

"Come on in Vern. Mike will take you to your room." Mrs. Yung said.
"Thanks for letting me stay Mrs. Yung. Its very kind of you." said Vern smiling.
"Owh its no problem! Just, don't pull off anything crazy in here." Mrs. Yung said in a suspicious tone.

"Oh don't worry Mrs. Vern, I won't do anything crazy. Yet." Vern said.
"Okay then. Mike, show her to the guest room."

Michael walked up the stairs. The stairs ended at the second floor. It was an average sized house.
The upstairs living area wasn't as great as the downstairs living area. There was a desktop computer at a corner on an office desk. The desk was big enough for the small amount of papers on the left of the computer. There was a sofa and a small table in front of a average sized television. At another corner there was an area for making beverages like coffee or hot chocolate. From the upstairs living area Mike lead Vern into a corridor where the rooms were. He entered a room and set the luggage bag on the bed.

"Well, here we are. And this is where you sleep. Its a bit dusty. The last time I cleaned it was last week Sunday. But i doubt it'll kill you." Mike said looking around the room.
"Mm-hmm.." Vern said rolling her eyes.
"Yeah.. The toilet's-"
"I know where the toilet is. I've been here before." Vern interrupted.
"Okay then. Come down when you're done." Mike left the room and closed the door hard.

Hhhh.. Boys... Vern thought.

* * * * *

Michael looked at his handphone. He wondered if he should call that girl. He looked at her contact number. He kept on wondering. He decided to call her. He was about to press the button when Vern burst into the room.
"Why aren't you downstairs?!?! Get here now." Vern said pissed off.
Michael, not wanting to upset her even further over such a small matter quickly stood up and went out of the room, putting his handphone in his pocket. He was so puzzled why she is angry.

* * * * *

Michael and Vern sat on opposite sides of the sofa. There was silence. Mr, and Mrs Yung were upstairs already. After a long while..

"Umm.. How are you?" Asked Vern.
"Never better. you?" Replied Michael.
"Umm.. I'm okay. You know, just been hanging with my friends."
"Yeah.. Hey, why not we watch some tv?"
"Sure, good idea." Vern said not wanting to ask any questions.

Michael turned on the television.He hadn't noticed the pyjamas Vern changed into. Huh.. What I used to wear.. Michael remembered the time he used to wear pyjamas. Now he just wears loose, old and comfy clothing. The pattern on Vern's pyjamas were bananas. Michael looked at the television. It was cartoons. He began to feel bored.

"Hey, I think I wanna use the computer. I'll see you tomorrow morning?" Michael asked.
"I think I wanna turn in early. I'm kinda tired. Will see you tomorrow."Vern replied.
"Okay.."

Michael switched off the television and both of them went upstairs. Vern said goodnight to him before going into her room. Michael switched on the computer. He logged in to his Live Chat account. While the computer loads he went to the beverage corner to get a cup of syrup. He went back to the computer. He checked his list of online contacts. He saw her online.

To Be Continued...

The Walk

He quickly picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Mike? Hey, can you get me from my house? My parents are going overseas and I need a place to stay for a while."

"Wha.."
Michael was wondering why she chose his place to stay. She should have chosen a girl's place to stay but Vern was always the odd one. He pictured her and what she would be wearing. He began to notice his feet become cold and decided he needed a walk. But he still needed to know why.

"Why? Shouldn't you be calling a girl instead?" He answered.
Well.. my best friend went back to her hometown and all the other girls dislike me and I'm afraid of what they would do. Besides, your parents are around. It won't be so bad." Vern answered.

"Well okay... I'll.. be there in.. 15 minutes?" He said with an uncertain tone.
"Okay!! Will see you in 15 minutes!!" Vern said happily.

Michael put the phone on his bed. He paused for a moment pondering on Vern's weird decision. He then got dressed. He pulled out a T-shirt, jeans and belt. He put them on and grabbed his phone and wallet.He asked his parents whether Vern could stay at his house as her parents are overseas. Michael's parents remembered the odd girl and all the weird stunts she pulled off. They agreed but decided to keep a sharp eye on her and Michael.

Michael stepped off the house porch onto the pavement. Looking around he wondered if he should have brought a torchlight. The neighbourhood was almost dark. It was sunset and he knew going to Vern's house and back would mean he would have to walk in the dark. He looked around. His neighbourhood was nothing much. He moved to Melbourne, Australia when he was still small. He still remembers Korean well.

* * * * *

"Vern Hwa Jung"
She turned to the direction of the voice.
"Annyong haseyo!!" Vern said smiling.
"You don't have to talk like that.. This is Melbourne after all.." Mike said.

She was looking towards the sunset. It was cloudy so the sun didn't give much light. It was almost dark at the time. She could barely make out what she wore. She donned a red blouse and a black-grey jacket and wore three-quarter pants and a much thinner jacket around her waist. She had Converse on. There were barely noticable earings in each ear and lipgloss on her lips.

Michael looked puzzled on Vern's choice of clothing.
"Whats with the jackets. Its not like its winter.." Michael said with an uncertain tone.
"Hey, I like it. Besides, at this time of the year, the nights are cold." She replied.
"Yeah yeah.. I bet thats your girlfriend's jacket 'round your waist. Where's your luggage?" Michael said.

She looked around her as if she didn't know where it was. She took her bag behind her and passed it to Michael.

"Here. And this isn't Rebecca's jacket. Its mine!" Vern said the last word in a you're-pissing-me-off tone.

Michael Yung looked more Korean than Australian. She was definately from Korea but Michael's family had blood from all over the place. She heard he was even part German and part Malaysian. She wondered how Malaysia looked like. Probably like Korea.

Noticing her mind had wondered off, "Hello.. Vern... Come back!! Come Back!! Don't leave us yet!! Its not your time yet!!" Michael said teasingly with a goofy grin.

"Very funny.." Vern said smiling.
"Soo... why did you want to stay at my place?" asked Michael as they walked to Michael's place.
"Oh.. Well, I haven't seen your parents for a while and I wanted to."
"Okay.... Thats... Nevermind. So how have you been? I didn't see you since.. that stunt you pulled off.." Michael said.
"Yeah. That was fun. Hah. I've been good. Rebecca and I have heaps of fun!" Vern said smiling.
"Yeah. Hanging out at malls I bet." Michael retorted.

They looked at each other for a moment. They continued walking in silence. It was already dark. Street lamps, car beams and porch lights were their only source of light.

Vern began thinking of Korea. The shopping malls, Seoul, the Korean capital, with its skyscrapers and office buildings. She missed Seoul. She missed her hometown. She wondered if Michael missed his hometown in Korea. She opened her mouth to ask the question when Michael said
"I knew I should have brought a torchlight."

She agreed. She could barely see her feet in the places without street lamps or porch lights. After a short while, they reached Michael's home.
"Well, here we are." Michael said at last.

He opened the door and shouted "I'm home!"

To Be Continued....

When A Girl Cries..

*ring* He shot out of his daydreaming. The sudden ringing of his phone nearly gave him a heart attack. *ring* The ringing continued. He paused to look at the caller. It was her. He suddenly rushed to answer the call knowing her nature.
"Hello?"
There was a short pause.
"Hello?" he said again.
"Hey.." a wavering voice answered.

"Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine. I just needed someone to talk to.." she replied.

He could barely hear the sobs.
"Did something happen?" he asked.

There was no answer.
"Is anything wrong? Did I say say something wrong?" he replied.
"No... you didn't.." she finally replied.
The barely audible sobbing continued.

"Are you gonna tell me what happened?" he asked.
There was a long pause.
"Hey, you there?"

"Yeah.." she answered.
"Yeah to tell me what happened or yeah to you being there?" he replied.
"No.. I-I-"
He interupted "Its okay if you don't want to tell me what happened. Just, tell me what you want me to do."

There was a moment of pause. He had already sat down on his bed and put down the book he was reading. He wore a worn out T-shirt and short pants. His 'so-called' pyjamas. He'd wear anything that was loose and compfy to sleep. The room was already chilly from the air-conditioning he switched on earlier. His room wasn't messy. It was moderately neat. There were books here and there.

"Hey.." she finally answered.
"Yeah?"
"I'm fine. I don't really feel like talking today.."
"But-but you said-" he stuttered.
"I know what I said. I-I just need to think.. I'm sorry. I'll talk to you some other time okay.."

"Ohh... Okay.. bye.."
The tone went dead.
He sat there for a moment. Why did she call me? There's definately something wrong. I have to find out. He was eager to understand her situation. He always wanted to help people. But how do I find out? What do I do? I really wanna help, but.. What do I do.. He was puzzled on what to do.

He continued to sit there. Then, after what had seemed to be an hour, he couldn't hold his curiosity and picked up his phone. He was about to call her when.. *ring* *ring*

TO BE CONTINUED.............

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I Think I'm Gonna Go To School For The Whole Week..
Eeeeeeeeeeee.....
I duwan go lar...
Aih...
Nvm...
I gonna go visit other ppl punye class.

But now long can the fun last??
Aih..
Got to go sleep soon..
Zzzzzzzzz.....

Sien larh....