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im Brownn

Im officially changing my name to Brown. Cause Brown had starting to be my favourite colour.
I could rant all over on why i like brown but i guess i dont have much time now.

Goodbye blue,
Welcome Brown.

Yeah !! but umm...

Actually, i'm feeling a bit guilty to myself.
Frankly, I do feel bad.

Cause first, the reasons i am on net is to find the sample of my biology experiment. And it turns out..well, you guys can see on my blog there's something change.

Im uplifted !! cause my whole set f twilight book is on the way. Insya-Allah i'll get my hand o it this Monday.

and oh hell, i do really need to pay for the time loooking for these template ( an evidence of twilight obsession ) with studies.


Oh crap!

Happens again..

I was scheming through myMetro today and I found this headline "Anak Setan". Unsurprisingly, this particular news is about children abusing their father. How in the world this happen?

And from what I gather, these cases happens in all class of societies. I first thought that perhaps these 'devil' children are doing these 'nasty' things because they think there isn't any other way. But, on this case, it also happen in the 'financially stable' family. Look through this case, a soon to-be-doctor had been abusing his father quite a few time. And the ultimatum is when the father deny his demand of 1 million!

oh dear, has the world turn upside down?

Renesmeé Carlie Cullen Story - Tribute to Twilight World

Renesmee sprinted towards her pink, ivory bedroom, tossing her bags at the end of her bed and lunged herself on the loveseat beside the big window. The sunrays had been sprayed on the wall of my pink , ivory wall (Aunt Alice choice , definitely ) illuminating every photo of my parents , not aging, of course and it would look like more of 7my school friends rather that parents, my Cullen family - my supposed grandfather , Carlisle resembling Zeus younger brother, my supposed grandmother , Esme a perfect duplicate of Carlisle , Rose , my blonde Snow White aunty and huge uncle Emmet together along with Aunt Alice , with spiky hair and lovely and graceful moves and blonde, rock-star resembled Uncle Jasper - stashed on it.

But my eyes are not on them; instead I pierce my eyes on the small pictures at the centre of them. A special picture, of a special person, though now I doubted that 'person' will feel the same for me. My thought swayed on the scene .

This morning as usual I will wait for Jacob to pick me up after school. Daddy had always been not very subtle about this – after all that is what every father would fell but Momma had convinced him somehow by bringing back the nostalgia. I really want to know what Momma shows him (Momma shift her shield whenever she can so that Daddy could read her mind) because a moment after that both of them are grinning sheepishly behind my back – and then I saw something happens. Jacob is a grown man after all, I've know about it all along, ever since I am a baby that Jacob's appearance did not reflects his age, (wolf-people as I remembered calling him before ) just like Momma and Daddy and the rest of my family. Different though with Grandpa Charlie, who obviously showing signs of being old . But still, seeing another girl who obviously shows any signs of falling for him; talked with him makes me really full of rage. Or better be jealous. It takes me enough strength to not lunge towards her with rage and silenced myself on our way home.

"Uh...uh Nessie, is there anything wrong?" Jacob nervous sounds echoed through my ear when we finally arrived. He would know of course, that I am not in my usual mood and know best to take my lead. I passed silently towards my house, not even bothering to say goodbye to him. He would come anyway – aside of Daddy snide comments of having him around the house.

Two knocks on the door rasped me to the reality again. Obviously, Momma would know something wrong with me, even without Daddy meddling my thought. Momma climb towards my bed and patted me at my back. I love when she caressed me like that. So I snuggled closer to her, with my head on her lap. Momma switches to my hair instead. Grandpa's curl she would say.

"Do I get to hear the story or should I see it instead?" Momma ringing voice came soothing me while she stroking my hair. Well, Momma really knows how to soothe me up. The rage feeling quickly evaporated to the thin air. 'Maybe I should tell Momma – imagining Momma scolding Jacob – it'll be fun. "Which one do you prefer then?" I said buying some time, re- think my earlier decision before. Continue stroking my curls. "Well, I can always call your father in instead. He had been fighting the urged to console Jacob and I have no idea why...I can guess though", she said.

"Is Jacob here? " I asked, still not moving my head but my heart had been thudding fast. Momma would hear, without a doubt. "No, he is not. But he phoned just now. No, that was for me ", she reacted quickly after sensing a slight movement of my head. " But your father caught it before me and then the next seconds he is hissing angrily – something about Jacob had hurt your feeling and warned him for it. Well, you know your father well. He is unconditionally protective around both of us ", Momma rolled her eyes.

"So what the story? " she stroke my hair lightly again. Fishing the truth from me. Her hands itching to get my finger to her cheek , the usual way I communicate if there are no words that fit. " Well , Momma… have you ever feel that Daddy would cheat behind you?", I asked . I can hear Daddy octave laugh downstairs and I know he would be listening. So much of a mother and daughter talk.

" Well, obviously your father had a chance of doing that. I'm sure you know our story didn't you? But , your father and I are destined for each other and there is no doubt about that. I've never think of cheating on him even though…," she trailed off, her eyes unfocused. I know it reminded her about her past with my Jacob and immediately I felt the twinge of jealousy again. "But , your father had been my life ever since I set my eyes on him and I had been his reasons of existence at the same time. There is no question about that." She paused. "But why do you ask , Renesmee ?" She is the only one who called me with that name. Renesmee. It makes me special according to her. But I know the real truth is she disapproved of 'Nessie' since it reminded her about the Loch Ness Monster. Ha-ha."

Well, it just…" I lost my words.

"Don't worry Nessie, I've just talk to him. He's itching to come over but he had to run some errands," Daddy's velvet voice suddenly appears on the doorstep. Saving me from more interrogations from Momma. Sometimes, having a mind-reader father is really helpful. "I can assure you I already give him enough consolation that he wouldn't repeat it again", he chuckled and I fell a sudden rush of blood into my cheek. I hid myself in Momma's lap.

" She's so much like you , Bella. Who ever thought we would never have to miss that again? ," Daddy continued, speaking to Momma this time .

"Oh Edward, stop that. You're making her blush even more," Momma confronted Daddy. Seeing them both in the same room is like having a sleepover with friends instead of a parent-daughter talk. Their appearance is just like me. Give and take a year. Well, thanks to their console words and talk it makes them look parent-ly to me.

"So are you both bother to tell me what the real story is or shall I called Jacob instead?," Momma fixed her eyes on both of us. I giggled while Daddy nodded purposely at my thought. We had always had this game. The Let's-Offend-Momma game. Since Momma is the one who can't get into my head without me letting her and Daddy can know whatever I am thinking, Momma had always left behind. Momma hated it of course, and she would be mumbling about cheating and unfair behind us. Not that we wouldn't hear. It's fascinating ,though.

" Renesmee, it's better you tell your mom about it. I don't think she's up for any game now," Daddy chuckled while scrutinizing Momma's pain face. "She had enough troubled with Rose lately ," he sighed. His face broke into a pain face too - Daddy hated anything that upset Momma . He loves her too much. Ah, old troubled, my heart sigh too. Momma and Aunt Rosalie have had the troubled to synchronized in their thought about the whole 'wolf-imprinting' things. Momma had been very considerate of course, since Jacob had always been the family friend. But Aunt Rose wasn't. She still thinks that Momma and Daddy had been taking things for granted.

" Its better to separate them now. It's now or never ", Aunt Rose suggest one day during the family gathering at Grandpa Carlisle house. In which comment had make me shudder. " You," she pointed her long , white fingers towards Momma and Daddy " is taking this things lightly. Wolf and vampire can only coexist but not that way . I love my Jacob. Its just it. And no turning back.I eyed Momma who were sitting with Daddy at his big piano ( they have never exactly quit their honeymoon yet as Momma gives birth me on their first year wedding ) ,hoping for Momma's support. She take a deep breath and said " But Rose, you knew the situation here, aren't you ? The wolf-imprinting stuff is permanently. Not reversible. After all, I am sure the person in question should have her own say on this", Momma ringing voice come across the hall.

So that's that. The argument still last this long. I pity my Momma for having this argument with her camaraderie during her pregnancy. I know Momma really thanks Aunt Rose for standing with her side throughout Momma pregnancy. And now having such argument with her is upsetting Momma even more. Daddy also did not taking sides in this problem. I know he's torn between two. He did not exactly disapproved of Jacob but he thinks that I can find someone better later. And he can't voice out his opinion in case it hurt Momma's feeling. He loves her too much.

" Maybe I should step out to make this more private between you two. " Daddy's velvet voice spoke slowly as he makes his way to the door. I rolled my eyes.

'How private is private, Dad? Will you promised me you'll try hard to not listen?' I thought . He winked at me and darted out from the room. I put my fingers to Momma granite cheek. I know Momma would prefer me to show rather than listening to me because she always says that I might left something important to her that she might have not notice.

The trail of scenes replayed themselves in my head. The anxious feeling of waiting for Jacob for such a long time in front of the gates. The uncomfortable feeling of the glances I get from my male human classmates. And the sudden fury of jealousy hit when I saw Jennifer talk and smile invitingly to Jacob who were just passing there. I can hear every word exchange between them and it really shows that Jen is trying hard to flirt with him.

" Searching for Cullen ,eh ? ", Jen greets Jacob with that flirt smile on her face.

" Yeah, seen her anywhere ? ", Jacob asks innocently.

" She's somewhere here just now. She always talk to me about you.. I'm her best friend you know..", she trailed off while her hands already brushing Jacob's tough , sturdy body. Humph! Who want to be friend with such a slut, I muttered to my self. Jennifer had always been jealous of me from the day I started school. Being a rational woman ( my mental aged more than my body ) I just let her pass. Who want to sink to her level anyway? And ever since he set her eyes on Jacob, she is determined to make him hers.

I lift my hand to wave for Jacob mid - air when I heard her next irritating , annoying sentence " You know Jacob, you can always find someone better. I think you know what I mean. A big guy like you should have someone who are much more…….normal. I think you know what I mean. Cullen are okay-looking ", she paused ,irritatingly . She can't deny about that. " But she's not normal. She's a freak Jacob. Perhaps later when your eyes are not clouded with the fantasy, you'll see ", her hand had already glided throughout Jacobs six-packs abs. " Remember, I'll always be there", She continued .

I know I should stop showing Momma when I heard her released a low snarl under her breath. So I pulled out my fingers abruptly from her cheek. Daddy come instantly to Momma side as soon he heard the sound, aiding Momma through. After all, Momma only a few years old-vampire. But Momma had this special- super-control that allowed her to still acquit with Grandpa Charlie, so there's something.

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Well, its not a usual thing for me to address such issues. Cause there is hardly any issues that particularly ticks me off. ( except news regarding twilight and harry potter at least..) But this 'one' issue had really make me fume over it. How can they abandon their own family, their own flesh and blood.

I remember when I read the history of the Arabian before Islam shines upon them. Where the tribe sees daughter as something to be ashamed off. A liability. And I remember what reflex action they took. A simple one, something that their grandparents had done, something that had been practiced for such a long time - killed them.
Even though the situation now is opposite of before, I can all but see the resembling. The strong over the weak. The power enmity over the vulnerable. Even though 'killed' might be a little harshed, it still the same. What a simple minded they had - abandoned their very own flesh and blood at the medical center so that someone else will take the burden. In other ways, they actually are 'killing' them , literally.

I dont know what exactly had been on their mind. Has it ever crossed their mind that their father can always do the same to them when they were a child? Father can always abandoned their offspring if they wanted to. But in this case, they had raised them until they grow up. Even though I can exactly say whether they had been brought up with love or anything - I can't say much about that - but the facts remained that the 'child' is breathing,and talking, and ALIVE.

Alright, let us do some math in here :
Just imagine, how much it will cost to raised a child. And of course it will be increasing as they grow. And do you think that parents don't actually work for it? The hell they are.
I'm not a parents but at least I can count.

So, now I would like to called on you guys who had been abandoning their parents, thinking of doing it or anything that getting close to it - to stop. You're hurting them. Parents had loved us - again I can particularly touched that issue. For someone else, it is different. - and I assure you wont get away from this.
To all the parents - on behalf of all the children, We beg for your forgiveness. Please, always remeber that you will always had the best interest in our hearts.