It's ok to say YES

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Don't always say no. It's ok to say yes. It's ok to say yes to all those exciting activies that people invite you to. For example, rock climbing, dragon boating, kayaking, etc. When you say yes to these exciting things, you can tell people 'See, I have some balls to do these cool things' and you could tick off some stuff off your bucket list (if you had any of those activities in your bucket list). You also get to learn new skills and get to face a whole load of fears. Myself, I would like to go bungee jumping one day, you know, just waiting for someone to ask me to go bungee jumping. All I'm saying is that it's okay to say yes sometimes. People might look at you in a different way. Of course in a good and positive way, just because the word 'yes' is just a positive and strong word. So don't be a negative person and say no all the time. Change it up a little and say yes. BUT, say yes to things that are good for you. Saying yes to the right things could also lead to good things. Say yes to the wrong thing would lead to bad things. So, think before you say yes.
I hope this blog post made you say yes to some stuff that you always wanted to do but are afraid to do.

FAMILY DAY OUT :)

SOOOOOO... yesterday (16 June 2014), me and my family went out for a little family time. We went out and watched 'How To Train Your Dragon 2' and went over the sea to *over excited voice* JOHOR BAHRU. At first we planned on going there just to top up the car's patrol but ended up eating there, going shopping there and lastly topping  up the patrol. We went and eat at the amazing place where we got amazing food. I gotten myself some beef lasagne, plain water and a brownie with vanilla ice cream on top of it. Oh and I also took some fish and chips from my sister. It's not my fault that she couldn't finish her food. There's only one down side of the trip. The traffic jam. We got stuck in the traffic jam for a solid 1 hour. I slept on the first 45 minutes while blasting my music playlist. The last 15 minutes was just spent on video games and photo editing on my phone.
It was a really nice trip just to sum up. It was nice to go out with the fam after being 'trapped' in the house during the school holidays. It's nice to go out, get a little fresh air and get off my phone for a while. It has been a long long time since I went out with the fam. I like it. I like it a lot.

Sushi that was bought at Johor

DONUTS

'How To Train Your Dragon 2' movie tickets

BYEEEEEEEE :) 

It's okay not to follow routines. Cause I don't

I'm not a 'normal' person. I do crazy stuff. Not jumping down a building, no. Crazy stuff like, acting 'crazy' in public. I'm just saying that it's okay to be crazy sometimes. You don't always have to follow a routine. It's okay to not schedule. I myself don't follow a routine. I'll wake up whenever I feel like waking up, I do certain stuff without it being planned. f that makes sense. I'm just saying that life is to short for it to be scheduled. If it's school, then there's nothing you can do about it. Sometimes, it's okay to follow schedules. For example, meeting someone at a certain time.
IN CONCLUSION, it's okay when you don't follow routines or schedules, unless you made a promise to someone or if it's school.

Always SMILE :)

Harlow everyone. This post is gonna be a very positive and happy post as seen in the photo above. (yes that is Malfie) I have a saying which goes like Always Smile Never Frown. Always Laugh Never Cry. I'm the type of person who likes to see other people happy and smile. Last year, I drew a flower and wrote 'smile' underneath it. After that, I walked around the class and just showed everyone the drawing and told them to smile. That act actually made most of my classmates smile and it even made my teachers smile. Now, I wanted to do something similar and make you guys smile.

Every time you're sad or want to cry, just remember that there will always be a blue sky after a storm. Not everyday will be a bad day. There will be good days as well. If you think you're unlucky, just know that there are more unlucky people in the world. People who has no home and no money to even buy themselves food. 

If you feel sad and wanting to cry, just sit down, relax, and think about all those fun times you had with your friends or think back to the time when you feel happy. Always know that the feeling of being sad will only last for a short period of time. If you think of happy thoughts, the feeling will go away even faster. Sooooooooo SMILE :) 

It's okay to feel sad sometimes, but it's better to smile. Just know this, when you smile, there's a 90% chance that at least one person will smile because you smile. 

So when you're sad, always remember my saying Always Smile Never Frown. Always Laugh Never Cry.

SHORT STORY

*I accidentally deleted this post just now so I'm doing it again. I did this short story for my Mid Year Exams so I hope you it*

A decision I regretted

  I should not have let him go. I should be the one lying in his place. He does not deserve any of this. This is my fault. It is my fault that my brother is in the hospital. It is my fault that he might not wake up. It is my fault that any of this happened. I regret letting him go. It was the biggest mistake of my life. 

  "Natalie, you are in charge when we are gone. You have to take care of your brother, make sure everything is done, do not destroy the house and nobody is allowed over," my mother worried over me.

  My parents were going on their second honeymoon and they left me in charge. They did not hire a babysitter though. They trusted me to take good care of my brother, Martin. Martin is fourteen and I am nineteen. Nothing could go wrong when I am in charge.

  "Mum, you do not have to worry about anything, You and dad just go and enjoy your honeymoon. Just enjoy and do not even think about us," I reassured my mother.

  "Ya mum, Nata is right. Go and enjoy yourselves," Martin backed me up. 

  It took them half and hour to stop worrying and to get into the taxi. I did not blame them for worrying about us. Martin and I were known for making trouble in school and getting into fights outside school. Our parents had been called up twice for all the times we got into trouble. I actually wanted to stay good during their honeymoon, so they would not get called up again or see the house destroyed after they got home. 

  "So, my dearest sister, when do we get the party started?" Martin casually asked me.

  Whenever our parents go out of town or out of the country for more than two days, we would throw a party so awesome, that the whole school would talk about it for a week.

  "I want to stay clean for this one. It is their second honeymoon, and I do not want to ruin it by getting into trouble," I told my brother calmly. 

  I did not wait for his reply and just walked upstairs to my bedroom. I heard footsteps behind me. Martin was going to persuade me into throwing a party. 

  "They will be gone for the entire week. I am not gonna stay clean for a week. I have a reputation to keep up. It is either we throw a party or I go to Will's party," he tried to negotiate with me. 

  He could not go to Will's party. Will was a drug addict and an alcoholic. Martin was only fourteen. He could not be drinking. Even I had not started drinking. But I promised I would stay clean.

  "We are not throwing a party and you are not allowed to go to that party, but I am gonna let you go anyways. You are right. I said I would stay clean. I did not have to drag you with me. Just call me when you need a pick up," I told him.

  He nodded in response then walked back down the stairs and headed straight out the door. I seriously hoped he would not get drunk or get involved with drugs. I should have just let him throw a party. At least then, he would be safe from all the drinks and drugs.

  Barely 30 minutes had passed and I received the terrible new. Martin got involved with drugs and he was sent to the hospital. His friend, Jim, told me that Will forced a needle into Martin's arm after Martin refuse to take the drugs or alcohol. I did not even take the time to change and just ran out of the house and drove to the hospital. 

  "Martin Harrison," I asked the receptionist.

  "I'm sorry miss but he is now in a coma. You can visit him in the ICU," the person replied.

  I am so sorry Martin. I should not let you go. I am the worst sister ever.

* I hope you enjoy that short story. All rights reserve to me*