Happy Birthday!

You know what, I should be a little bit open this time. So, I am in a sharing mood today and one of the things I want to share with you guys today is my best friend, Izzati.

Okay, I write this post today is to say Happy 15th Birthday to my best friend. I want to share my appreciation of her. She had been a best friend to me and well, I think it is good to say it out there.

 I didn't remember how did we become friends in the first place, but I clearly know it take a lot of problems and skirmishes to get there. It was pretty bleak when we started out to be friends and the friendship was hard to stay intact at that time. It take a lot of tears and shouting to get the friendship we had today. Oh yeah, I was nine to ten years old at that time. So, I was pretty immature at that time and I am not as understanding as I am today.

Izzati was like a twin of me. We always do things together and sometimes people do mistake us as twins even though there are a lot of physical differences that we both have. Izzati loves books just like me, but I know she sometimes lazy to read the descriptive part. One of her flaws, you might say. But, that doesn't broke our friendship. Even though she is quiet among her classmates (we are in different classes), I know from the deep of my heart she was braver than any other of her classmates. She write stories and poems sometimes and she is working on a story right now that I hope it will publish successfully.

You see, without her. I am simply nothing. People knows us when we're together and I bet if we do separated, people will have a hard time recognize us individually. She had open a new world for me. A world of books. Without her, I think I won't be reading as many books as right now. She showed me the real meaning of friendship since before I don't have a single speck of idea what friendship mean to me mentally. And without her, I won't be who I am today.

So, Izzati, if you were reading this today, then I shall say Happy Birthday. You are someone the world needs tomorrow when we grown up and all because from the bottom of my heart, you can change the world. If the world is to big for you, then maybe you can change Malaysia. Well, you changed me so you kind of have a power to change something. You had left a legacy for me to remember. Thank you for everything. We might have skirmishes sometimes, but hey, that's what friends are. 

Therefore, people of the world, appreciate your friends from time to time. Sometimes things that we take for granted will be gone in a blink of eye. Friends is something that well, bring you memories from some other place other than home. Real friends will be there for you when the rest of the world walk out. Friends are people you let them in your life. Someone who knows you better than anyone else other than your family of course. 

Happy Birthday my best friend. I hope you have good dreams, a good future and a good friendship.

From your petty friend, Wish Well Wisher

Secret Special Place

Do you have special place that you couldn't share with anyone?

My brother asked me why do people have a secret hideout place. It surprised me that my brother would have asked me that because well, my brother doesn't go into people emotions and something like that. I answer that people had escape route when something bad happen in their lives. It is a fantasy place for people, away from reality.

This reminds me of Ms. Allison class when I was in eighth grade. Ms. Allison asked us to write an essay about our special place. I don't understand what it mean at that time. So, well, the class kind of get yell at by her, but it doesn't make sense to me until well, now.

So, I am asking you, personally, what is your secret hideout place?

Basically, everybody have a secret special place. It is a private place for you and for you only. It is special and it reflects you and your life. Most of the time, not many people in your life can find this place, but when they did, it is either you let them in or they find a way in.

You see, this secret special hiding place of yours is well, not just a concrete place, but it could be abstract place too. Let's say...when someone is reading a book or doing something...they kind of in their own world, right? It could be describe as a secret hiding place too. Okay, here's another example...Things are bad downstairs and you are in your room, but it could not go away, so you close your ears and move to fantasy by listening to music. Or, you could just ran away and find another place to hide.

It doesn't matter where is it or what is it, it is something special that you have in yourself.

Since you don't know me very well, I think I should share it with you guys. My very special place where I always do my crying on in on my bed. My bed is always a place for me where I can write, read, listen to music, cry and well,anything that I did most of the time in the day. Sometimes, when it get to scratchy, I either read or listen to music.

Well, really I don't know why I write about this, but at least I write something.
Wish Well Wisher.

BOOKS! I LOVE THEM!

Okay, I have a contain excitement in me, so I think I better share or actually burst it with you guys.

Do you love to read books? Okay, it is stupid to ask, but I love reading them. You see, every time I delve into a book, I felt different. I felt I am going away from my reality. I felt like every single thing around me dissolve and I transport to a world of fantasy, the world of story. I felt like I am in the story, but not really there. I felt like I am in the conscious of the character mind, but the character doesn't involve me into it. 

So, you asked why I write this stuff.

I don't know why, but I think every time I finish a book, I felt this surge of excitement. I am excited that I finish it and found out what happen at last. But, there is a twinge of sadness because I am saying my goodbyes at the beautiful story. So, yes, I did finish the book. A book that I think it will be widely known after a couple of years later, the Hero of Olympus series. Maybe, this book is the reason why I am excited.

Yes, the book was fine. It has a very twist plot that I was kind of figure it out before the last pages of the book come. I will thoroughly recommend anyone to read this book. But, I will write thoroughly about this book and about Percy Jackson in another time in the other blog I have. It is in the links page.

Before I get to the part that I really want to tell you guys, I want to tell you something. If you are so smart and so attentive, then, you must know there are two authors in this blog. But, here is something that I should tell you. No, there are no two authors. Frankly, I will like to have two, but yeah, there were only one. There were two accounts. Eureka Seekers, the original one and well, the Google account. I will change from one account to another depends on my mood and if I am lazy on that day or what. But, I write this post on the behalf of me and my friends, Eureka Seekers.

My friends have a big shout out to books. So, I kind of thought, "Hey, maybe , I should write about books today" just out of blue. Books, to me, change me. You see, without books, I am freaking nobody. But, heck I am nobody in the first place. A very good reason I recline to stories that is not even fit the description of me. But, hey, it is a sweet adventure and I will never let a chance of adventure fly away. Books had built a big part of me. I cannot imagine myself someone who doesn't read books! I just can't. It is not me. 

Books change the way I think about the world. Mostly, those English books I had been reading. Sometimes I think, Malaysians books are so full of reality. Yeah, I know, it's fiction, but it always about the reality. Fantasy are scarce in Malaysia. Maybe, there is, but I am just not seeing it. English books makes me feel that anything can happen and when it happens, get ready, because it will be wild.

So, I am going to give a big shout out to the authors in the world. They had change me, certainly, a lot. I could have never be me now, if it weren't for their stories, their imaginations and their opinions. I am so grateful that the authors were born in this world. Without these creative people, the world would have descend into the world of darkness, the world without knowledge.

Whoa...I could stare this forever

So, tell me, what do you think about books? 

I really had a feeling that I write about this before, but well, like I care. :D

Happy November everybody!

Wish Well Wisher.

See the light over there?

At last, my brother found the computer mouse. Now, I can write stories in my room without any worries of other people. If only the room was a little bit colder.  I watched The Croods  just now and I could say 100 percent, it is a very good story. If you have not watched the movie The Croods yet, then please watch it.

If you have watched it, then you don’t need to read it. But, if you want to, then, please continue reading.

If you haven’t watched it and have no idea what it is about, then I give you the overview what is happening in the movie.

The movie was about a caveman family and with a help of a stranger running away from a disaster that strikes the land (Earthquakes, land splitting apart, you know those stuff.) The adventure they had changed the way the family thinks by the help of the curious girl, Eep, and the stranger, Guy. Guy is a modern day man like us, smart and idea person, while the Croods, the family’s name, well, a strong bulky people. This story, in my opinion, was a great family story for everybody who would love a story about the relationship in a family, relationship between father and a daughter and ideas, new, change. I really recommend to the people out there to watch it. It nearly brought me to tears.

This story was ought to be share in the whole wide world. This story teaches me about father’s love towards family and accepting things that are new that could be risky. And other things.

 I have told you guys about the father love before. But, here’s the thing I forgot to add. A father always protects the family no matter what. A father sometimes can bit busy, but in their hearts they love you all the way. They just don’t have time to tell to you guys how much he loves you.  Don’t forget to tell your father how much you love him as well.

Everybody could say that the main theme of this story was accepting new ideas. But, as you can see I put it after the father’s love. I don’t know why I write it that way, don’t ask me.  Change could be very difficult, right?  I understand that new and change can be very difficult to accept. I always had this feeling in me when something changes. I think the feeling was distraught or something I have no idea about. But, to me, I try my best to adapt changes. It is very hard, but you will get over with.

When the mother of the family explained to the dad, Grug, saying that she doesn’t want to hide anymore, I realized it was another lesson to be learned. I am asking you guys now. Are you afraid of something? Like life in general? Or something else? Then, don't be afraid. Try to be brave. You see, being scare and hide when a problem come up isn't the right way to solve a problem. Move forward. Follow the light. Maybe, you can’t see it, then, find it inside you. Do you have the hope to go on after your neglect story? Try to fly to Tomorrow.

It ain't easy. I get it. It is okay to have change. It is okay to be afraid. You see, you don't have brave without being scared.

Wish Well Wisher.