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Best printing company in town!

2012-01-10T20:01:00.000+08:00

Greetings. Meet Mr Gary, the Manager cum owner of Printmate Sdn Bhd, a printing company that offers the best printing service with superb printing quality.

We had a visit there last year in December and were welcomed with great hospitality. No exaggeration. They really were very warm and pleasing. Mr Gary even offered us a can of carbonated drinks each and gave us some really nice 2012 diaries and books some more. A nice businessman with a really good PR skills, he is.

Thank you, Mr Gary! And you are very cute too! Hee he. :)

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or check them out at 16, Jalan Industri Pbp 7, Taman Industri, Pusat Bandar Puchong, Puchong, Selangor.

Phone number: 03-5882 6750. Fax number: 03-5882 6753.

"Hospitality is making your guests feel at home, even if you wish they were."

From left: Mr Gary, the cute me (ehehh!), Managing Editor and Ms Chua.

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New Calendar

2012-01-03T20:52:00.000+08:00

Bismillahi walhamdulillah...

Happy New Year!

If 2011 was my sister's year of going back and forth hospitals, 2011 was my year of moving in and out places. A lot.

Packing home for good from much loved Garden of Knowledge and Virtue (now my alma mater ;p), from grandma's to new abode, staying at my sis's place for a week before checking in to my own rental house for six months and then moved out to a new one on the last day of the year. It's a lot of hassle and energy. Packing and unpacking. Loading and unloading. And then the next thing you know, your handphone charger is missing and you can't recall in which box did you chuck your nail clipper.

But it's worth it in the end. I mean after you've properly unpacked and settled down. Like what I'm having right now. Bliss.

Last year also marked various life-changing episodes in my journey to meet my Creator. Finished my first degree, went for first job interview and got the job, got my full driving license and met a person I clicked instantly, to list a few.

The last day of the year marked 7 years of my father's death. A lot has happened since he left us. We've been through thick and thin and I guess this is probably the best time we ever had. Pray he's having a blessed time there too. Amiiin.

I really have a lot to be grateful for.

Allow me to conclude the year 2011 with the beautiful word of ALHAMDULILLAH... :)

"Then which of the favours of your Lord will you deny?" (QS Ar-Rahman: 16)

May this new year bring us closer to Him.
Sayonara 2011...

Class reunion in discussion

2011-12-22T00:56:00.000+08:00

Eheeee... I just had a really amusing long chat with my schoolmates on FB. 250 comments in less than one hour. Wow! Thanks to the advancement of technology, long distance communication is no longer a misery.

So Na brought up the titular topic. After much suggestions and crazy ideas, we were considering PD! Perhaps in March or much later. Talking 20 people into a class reunion is not an easy task to accomplish, is it? We need an influential lead who'll come up with a working plan and mastermind everything and enough passengers to board on the train. We'll see if we're gonna make it this time. I hope we will.

On a separate note, I'm a lil worried about tomorrow. How could I not be? It's a life-changing episode of my journey and I hope things will turn out fine. Amiiin.

Vexation

2011-12-21T22:11:00.001+08:00

Today after lunch, we had a visit to a printing company. Things were really great until we came back to the office and something unexpected happened and I was so unhappy about it. I was so bothered by how things turned out and I guess that's the kind of person I am. I can't handle things when they didn't turn out as planned or as expected. And that's also why sometimes I hate surprises. Okay that has nothing to do with this. Lesson learnt is I should be wiser in every action I take and every decision I make. Even if they involved simple things like where to eat. But obviously that is not what this is all about. Just an example.

Now all those happy memories about the visit have slipped my mind and that just frustrates me even more.

Can I have someone to blame, please?

Animosity

2011-12-20T19:13:00.000+08:00

If you don't like to see someone you have to see everyday, you:

a. Try to minimise contact as much as possible but still act friendly whenever necessary.
b. Remain civil, but that's it.
c. Pray to God everyday after five time daily prayers that you really don't have to see them again. For good. Amiiin.

All of the above.

TV Update

2011-12-18T23:44:00.000+08:00

So Uther is dead and Arthur's become the king.

I've just watched Merlin.

Birthday Supplication

2011-12-17T23:30:00.000+08:00

My father had been the kind of parent who's big on his children's birthdays. Never once did he let ours pass without presenting us with a birthday cake. Every year on my birthday, he will honour me by letting me choose my own birthday cake. Now it's time for me to honour him on his birthday. Not with a birthday cake, for he is no longer with us. But with prayers.

In a hadith narrated by Muslim, Prophet Muhammad S.A.W said, "When a son of Adam dies, his deeds cease except for three; a continuous sadaqah, beneficial knowledge and a righteous child who prays for him."

I hope I am one so that my prayers reach my father.

I love you, dad. Thank you for being a great father to me.
May your noble soul rest in peace.

Frustration

2011-12-14T21:25:00.000+08:00

...is when you feel like watching your all-time fave Japanese soap opera you haven't seen since your university days but you recall the hard disk was left at the office.

That's just how frustrating it is.

*stuff Munchy's wafer sticks into mouth.

Grateful Warmth

2011-12-07T21:49:00.001+08:00

Love cures and love kills. So it's bilateral. Like the function of water.

On a separate note, it's exactly one month since my twenty-second birthday. A nice one, it was. Granted a birthday treat from mum, had a toothsome dinner with the sibs, got a sweet-smelling birthday present of my choice from my sis, the surprised cupcakes at the office, chocs from my barmy yet nice colleagues and all the thoughtful wishes from friends and loved ones. Those made my birthday this year a meaningful one.

Thank you, Allah. I am grateful. Alhamdulillah... :)

Candy-like Sweetness

2011-11-23T21:23:00.000+08:00

My boss has always been sweet like candy. When it comes to her staff's birthday, she has never failed to surprise them with a birthday cake.

Last week on Monday (or was it Tuesday? Okay, either day.), when all staff were called to her office, I thought it was gonna be a brief meeting to update departments' progress of the previous week as she was not in the week before. But it turned out to be something so sweet and memorable in my life.

It was a belated celebration for my birthday... *crimson smile*

At first I was perplexed when my superior asked me why was I standing at the corner and was demanded to come forward. And when I was presented with a box full of cute cupcakes, I became speechless and blushed... Hehe. Even more so when my colleagues sang me the birthday song. And then I blew the candles.

A lovely evening, it was. And the cupcakes were sooo yummy!

Yummylicious! Yummier when refrigerated.

H.A.P.P.Y ;)

The Best Friend Machines

2011-11-22T20:27:00.000+08:00

Beware of water. Its functions are bilateral. For one thing, it quenches our thirst and allows us to wash up - those are the good side. But the downside, it can bury our lifetime laptop dead when you accidentally wet it. And you were too quick to check if it's still okay.

So that's how my Tiffany met her death. Or her pre-decided death, to be exact. Coz the technician at the computer shop I went to with my friends told us that she can be brought back to life if we replace the faulty VGA with a new one. But chances are 50-50. So I decided to let her rest in peace and brought home a brand new Seashell along with Tiffany's soulless remains. And now Seashell is becoming my new best friend.

Thanks, Tiffany for the four beautiful years with you...

of feeling down

2011-10-11T18:33:00.001+08:00

:)

2011-09-10T09:26:00.001+08:00

Pray... Not only because you need something to ask from God, but because you have a lot to be thankful for. That's why they say the best relationship one can ever have is the relationship with God.

Alhamdulillah... Thank You, Allah, for everything. :)

Ramadhan 27

2011-08-27T11:42:00.004+08:00

Did you know that? Or you didn't even bother to know...
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Ramadhan 24

2011-08-24T02:46:00.003+08:00

Today is the 24th day of fasting. Time flies really fast. My Ramadhan this year has been so blissful. Wish every month is a fasting month and satans are detained. Went to bazar almost everyday after work with colleagues to buy juadah for berbuka. Had a few iftar out with dear friends and loved ones. Nice. And the company's iftar few weeks back was nice too. Almost everyone was there to berbuka together.

Haven't met my dear Saey since we left uni. Hope she hasn't forgotten me.

This week is the last week of working before raya. Then 9 days break to celebrate Syawal. Am anticipating things that will take place after raya. Bet mum can't wait too. Am going to grandma's to see mum and accompany her to a medical check up tomorrow.

And... I welcome cafe latte to the family. :)

Thirst for Cincau Bandung

2011-08-20T01:40:00.003+08:00

So I slept after Maghrib and woke up 3 hours later only to find myself sleeping in telekung with the fan off.

The clock shows 1.40 a.m. and I couldn't sleep.

I am so freaking thirst for super yummylicious cincau bandung at the third beverages booth on the right at bazar Ramadhan here at SS6 KJ which I've just finished. Sedap giler! The taste is so uniquely different. Should've bought more!

Okay I've just recalled that I have my laundry in the washing machine ready to hang since berbuka.

Trini Ng signs out to hang her laundry to dry. And tomorrow she's going for a raya shopping with soon-a-cafe-latte's-proud-steerer. ;p

ps: My name and my bestie's in convo list this October! Yay! Alhamdulillah!

LAILATUL QADR...

Gorgeousness!

2011-08-06T17:36:00.001+08:00

This is so gorgeous, ladies! Someone is hooked, you see! Want, want, waaaaaaant!
*mode: saving up!

Highest Gratitude

2011-08-04T00:01:00.000+08:00

There are no words that can best describe my feeling right now, these past weeks and months other than the beautiful word of ALHAMDULILLAH... Praise be to Allah. I am so thankful and grateful to Allah for every single thing He has given me these days, these past weeks and in fact throughout my 21 year of living. Everything has been so blissful and wonderful, especially things that happened towards my final days at uni and things that came right after it. Truly, Allah is indeed ar-Rahman and ar-Raheem. There is no way I can repay my Lord but being grateful and obedient. That said, actions must speak louder than words.

Seek help and pray to none but Him. For only He can help and only He hears our prayers.

Ramadhan kareem to all Muslims.

Six

2011-07-25T20:43:00.001+08:00

1. So I hereby declare that I am now a cockroach killer! Thus far I've killed four cockroaches altogether. All killed using my housemate's broken hanger. Save money for pest control. Quote me now.

2. Yesterday I went to my alma mater with my cool uncle to pick all the stuff that I left under the staircase next to my old room. All the eight boxes! And few of my sis's stuff too. Alma mater sounds so cool. Appropriate to use now as my status at student portal has officially changed to graduated.

3. Today is the birthday of one of my colleagues at the office. And her birthday falls on the same date as our real boss! Someone delivered a lovely birthday gift for real boss when she was not in and in the evening she came in surprised by the gift and surprised Fiza (the birthday girl) with a yummy strawberry cheese cake brought by her PA. Sweeet! :)

4. Before I left the office my next table colleague bid me the funniest goodbye - "...have a good time with your boyfriend and... *guess what? Cockroaches!" LOL.

5. Today after lunch everyone was there and it was so nice to have them around!

6. It's SIX more days before Ramadhan, the month of blessing and forgiveness...

Working Saturday

2011-07-23T08:03:00.006+08:00

It's a fine Saturday morning and I am working today... :) We have one working Saturday per month and this month it falls on July 23rd, which is today. However, there won't be many happy faces and lively people in the office today coz the company is organising boss's seminar somewhere and obviously the Event and Sales team will be there. So there goes a bunch of cheerful people off the office. The super nice senior who sits facing my workstation is away for a week, my next table colleague will be in the event and the prince charming (hehe kidding!) is on leave today. Huhue. OH! Seems like I'm late for work. Cheerio!

A.M.

2011-07-19T02:52:00.001+08:00

It's 2.52 in the morning and I can't sleep. And I am sooooo hungry and there's nothing to eat. I want food. And I want to sleep. ;(

So long...

2011-07-03T23:04:00.000+08:00

Have lots of packing to be done by tomorrow morning. It's going to be a really loooooong night tonight. A long, nostalgic and sentimental night, alone.

It's my last night as an undergrad at this much loved Garden of Knowledge and Virtue...

June 23

2011-06-23T19:56:00.008+08:00

When my brother was in boarding school, we used to send him a birthday card on his birthday every year for five years. It's been 12 years since and sending a birthday card is out-of-practise today. But those cards were memorable. They were five cards altogether. Sincerely written and posted with a collectible stamp pasted on the envelope. As long as it's not the typical 30 cent paddy stamps and the like, then it's collectible and will definitely make its way into our stamp collections. We used to be a stamp collector, yes. And we fancied stamps. In fact, we fancy them still. Just not as keen.

When he came home at the end of the month, one June of those years, he brought with him the card. After dinner he cut out the stamp from the envelope, sank it in a bucket of water for a while, dried it in between pages of a thick book (usually one of dad's philosophy books) and then put it in his shocking pink stamp album. While the stamp album is still with us today, the birthday cards - all five of them, have sadly vanished together with the cabinet that was used to store them. If we hadn't moved house, those cards might still remain intact in the cabinet- his very neat cabinet.

Today is his 25th birthday. Happy birthday to him. My beloved brother. :)

I'll be back shortly

2011-06-21T21:29:00.001+08:00

I'm gonna go shower for a bit. Grab something to eat. And then come back here and continue with what I was doing. If I have the will to do it. Lest I'll just go to bed lah. Or.. *wide smile. Seno. Can always go for Seno. And/or Teshima. :D They are timeless!

This is like talking to oneself. Heee he. :P.

Seno :)

2011-06-21T20:48:00.000+08:00

2011-06-20T12:29:00.000+08:00

Teshima.

Seno.

Teshima.

Seno.

Teshima.

Seno.

Fed-up!

2011-06-16T22:33:00.000+08:00

Gerhana Bulan Penuh

2011-06-16T04:02:00.002+08:00

Menurut laman web rasmi islam.gov.my, gerhana maksimum berlaku pada 4.12 pagi ini.

Lafaz niat solat gerhana bulan: أُصَلِّى سُنَّةَ الخُسُوفِ رَكْعَتَينِ للهِ تَعَالَى

(Sahaja aku solat gerhana bulan dua raka'at kerana Allah Ta'ala)

Untuk menambahkan ilmu, sila klik di sini.

Feel Good!

2011-06-15T11:12:00.001+08:00

It feels so good to be healthy again! Praise be to Allah! Alhamdulillah! :) Feeling good makes me feel so happy. I feel like going to a park or a lush green plateau and roll on the grass or sit there looking at the sky while inhaling fresh air and contemplating the beautiful creation of the Creator, jog, run carefreely a bit, run a kite, cycle, and just anything that entails embracing myself in nature. I love nature. I love going to parks, botanical gardens, recreational places- just whereever on earth that embodies natural scenery. It feels so tranquil to be in such places.

And this brings me to a reminiscence of our Romantic class visit to Fraser's Hill last short semester. It's been exactly one year now. It was soooo memorable that I every time I happened to reminisce it, the memory and tranquillity of the place just overwhelmed me. I just love the feeling. And the class was so memorable as well and much missed for many reasons which I might want to share someday. Come reminisce with me by clicking this. :)

Prologue (that comes much later than the intended post)

Yesterday I was so sick and bedridden the whole day and did not come to class. Missed some good presentations from classmates. Got up once in a while to revise my slides and/or first draft, and then slept again. Got up again for some stomach filling and dozed off again. At six I went to work and came back room at nine, solat Isya', wrote on a friend's wall on Fb, read up some updates, replied messages on the phone and then I slept. It was so gloomy and sad. Some people become so weak, hopeless, pathetic and pessimistic when they got sick. But the good thing is they rarely fell ill. That, I presume, is God's biggest mercy. "On no soul does Allah place greater burden than it can bear..." (QS 2: 286). And it is said that illness is a form of kaffarah (purification of sins). Forgive me, Lord, for I have sinned.

Tomorrow I have a midterm. My last midterm as an undergraduate, InshaAllah. Yes, I am graduating this semester, inshaAllah... :) But rumour has it that those graduating this semester a.k.a short semester are not listed in convocation this October. That is sad. And UNFAIR! Why do they have to make us wait for a year after graduation for convocation. Have some pity. Put yourself in our shoes. Some people want to make their beloved mums proud by attending two daughters' convo at the same time.

I hope the university would not discriminate us. And PLEASE do us justice.

2011-06-08T00:57:00.000+08:00

Someone came to me and asked if I have a page. I was thinking if she meant pager, a small electronic device that goes beep... beep if the person carrying it is being paged. I wonder if people still use it today. It is such an old fashioned communication device, I think. I have never got a hold of it myself anyway. The first time I saw it was on TV. In a Taiwanese drama I used to watch everyday when I was... em, 6? The next time I saw it in Autumn in my ____ *fill in the blank, please. Remember that tear-jerker drama starring tall, cool and good-looking actor called Won Bin? The so pitiful girl he loved used a pager 'coz she couldn't afford to buy a handphone. Pager was way cheaper than a handphone, apparently.

Bla bla bla.... malas ah nak sambung. Feel so tired. I should go to bed by now. Yet I am here still. Still haven't finished my paper, though... Ditch it. I should get my sleep.

Am making my way back! Cheerio.

Midnight

2011-06-01T03:08:00.003+08:00

At 12 midnight yesterday, two girls were seen playing badminton at the court under the shade of moon and dim lamppost light. Sitting alone on a nearby bench was a girl who seemed wandering the peaceful night while watching the game with an absent mind. A passerby then passed by the court before reaching her room and typing this out. Haha.

Now look at the date! Today is the first of June! My sis's gonna kickstart her job in 6 hours' time! *dungeun! dungeun! While most people would anticipate their first day of working full-swing excitedly, my sis is worried-sick! Why? 'Coz she's afraid of what may happen in the totally alien workplace environment. Uni-life and work-life are definitely not the same. How different are they then? Very different, according to the experienced. And most essentially, work life is not exactly as exciting as we all might imagine during our university days, they said. But it's not as if my sis had never worked before. She had 6 months internship in an audit firm and that pretty much preludes the kind of working life she's gonna lead in the months, if not years to come. Hope things bode well for my sis.

Wish her luck!!!

She is now sleeping tightly with two lovely cuties on her side. She sleeps like a kid, you know. Sometimes ugly, sometimes cute. Haha. She also cries like a kid. Smiles and laughs like one too. My choding sis. :) If you watch Goguma Sweet Potato, then you'd know what does choding mean. Hint: the word appears twice in the post.

The King's Reply

2011-05-28T21:24:00.000+08:00

From Genghis Khan to Jalaluddin, son of Khawarzm,

I command you to surrender your army and your city. And to leave immediately, never to return. Otherwise, I shall have to slay you as I have slain your father before. As I am sure you are quite aware, I am not a generous man. I shall spare absolutely no one.

And Sultan Jalaluddin replied...

From Sultan Jalaluddin, son of Khawarzm, to Commando Genghis Khan,

I now invite you to Islam, to become a Muslim and share peace with us. If you refuse, there is nothing between us except the sword. And victory shall be for the God-fearing.

Allahu akbar!

A Call for Help!

2011-05-10T09:29:00.001+08:00

Help me! I have class at 10! I don't know why but I feel so scared. Some people become paralysed by fear. So strong a fear it's paralysing. And this sudden panic attack is taking control of my mind and body. Can I just glue myself to the wall I'm leaning against? Or lay on my bed? Or lock myself in the closet? And save the shower for tonight? Can ah, please... I don't even remember where did I put pen and paper from last sem. Must be somewhere inside one of those boxes over there. I hope they would just pop up when I call them out.

Embarrassing sangat!

2011-05-05T21:14:00.002+08:00

I feel soooooooo embarrassed!!! Ni semua kakak punya pasal!!! Malunya sayaaaaa!!! Huhu. Lain kali jangan dengar cakap dia.

2011-04-27T08:00:00.002+08:00

“Rabbi yassir wala tu-'assir. Rabbi tham-mim bilkhayr.

O my Lord, make things easier for me and do not make things difficult.
O my Lord, let my affairs end with goodness. Aaamiiinnn...

Depressing Dullness

2011-04-21T19:37:00.002+08:00

Oh my! It's just too dull!!! Can I move on to the more interesting part, please? I mean now! Hwaaa!!! Please! Why do I have to bear the dullness?!

And this is just so wrong. Why would one ever do something boring twice? As if it would turn out interesting on second time. They even wrote it twice. Just how boring was the first time. Bluergh!!!

So dullness causes depression. And it's depressing to not be able to tell things literally. And DIRECTLY! *bang head on the wall.

It's Not Over Yet

2011-04-14T10:05:00.003+08:00

So I'm just a lil girl who cried and hid herself in the washroom for a moment of sobbing when she flunked her driving test.

I failed at the hill, y'all... sob sob ;( The car slid backward. I panicked when the JPJ officer warned me that I have only 1 min left. I didn't know there's a time limit at the hill, though... Not before yesterday. I don't think my cikgu knew about it either. I don't know if that is possible but I once asked him about it and he said no, just take my time. Maybe there's miscommunication somewhere. Plus, he was in charge of the parking maybe he missed that one of few rules at the hill- that the time limit is 3 mins. But the rest he has made it clear. And he is such a great, nice and helpful trainer/instructor. Later will talk about him.

Anyway, actually, I was more worried about the parking than the hill. Coz never once did I do mistake at the hill during the practices but many a time made I blunders at the parking. I was always so clumsy to get in and out that I forgot which direction should I steer the wheel and always steered it the other way around. Alas, yesterday, I've blown the very chance to try my luck at the parking myself. Sad. Huuuuhue.

So when the officer reminded me that I have only 1 min left, I panicked that I might exceed the time limit and fail outright that I drastically put the handbrake down before balancing the clutch and the gas and feeling the urge of the car to accelerate forward. Duh! Duh! Duh!!! That was fatal, though!

So that was the reason. And I sobbed hard for that. :(

I wished I could call my sis right away but she got an exam. I called mum instead and then I regretted that I did.

But I did quite well at jalan raya, I think. And alhamdulillah, I passed that part. :) I drove so carefully and slowly (average 40!) and I noticed the officer examining me got bored and started playing with his pen and made that clicking sound with his fingers. Hehe.

Driving is such an enjoyable activity, really. And I truly enjoy and am a fond of driving. I've been to LRT Putra at peak hour 5.30 pm, OTK, the Petronas area Sg. Cincin yang exit dye sempit giler2 esp bile ade pasar malam!, uni-SKEM and back etc with my L. And with my cikgu or pre-test cikgu by my side, of course.

I really hope and pray hard that I would get my license asap. I feel guilty that I've crushed mum's hope, abang and kakak's kind encouragement, dear friends' wishes of luck. I am truly sorry that I failed. I do feel sorry for myself as well. Maybe I didn't try hard enough. It's all my bad. My mistake. Therefore, I must do really well next time. Lest, I'm dead. I'm so broke now that my pocket is shrinking and I have not much left to survive. Repeat costs money. Pass costs another sum. Renew another. And the list goes on and on. If failure is just about mustering the courage to rise again, maybe it's a bit easier to do and go through. But when money becomes the pre-requisite, then that's the problem. It's not as if I can make one hundred overnight, can I? Never mind one thousand.

I'm gonna repeat part II (the bukit and parking) in a fortnight's time. Can't do it next week coz it was fully booked. So I have to wait. In the meantime, I have one last paper before this sem ends i.e Lit Crit on this Saturday. Haven't studied anything yet, though! And don't feel like studying at all! All blame to the super long gap that I've lost all the enthusiasm to study hard for finals. But these days have been so good. I had a lot of fun. YongSeo WGM... outing with friends... winter trip with Kukun... Theobroma and whatnot. Suddenly I feel like blogging 'em all. Hee. I shall be able to do so once exams are over. Just one more paper to go.

Be not sad! Allah says so. For He will always be there for us. I can pass!
Dungeun! Dungeun!

Now I just have to force myself to study. Three smiles! :) :) :)

Quickie

2011-03-29T14:47:00.002+08:00

I have to write this quick. I don't have much time on hand to enjoy fiddling with words as I usually do because final exams are two-days away (Ya Allah!!!) and I haven't covered anything much and yet the urge to write this strikes me! "I want! I want!" Can't help it! Therefore, I have to write this anyway and do it quick.

I was browsing over past year LOP paper when I came across this interesting 4-marks question of "What are soft skills and how are they relevant in a person's job search?" and started to google for some interesting points. And I came across this interesting page called SoftSkillsMalaysia! Apparently the person writing the site is a Management lecturer in my uni whose interest is to empower people via the web! :D I don't know if my sis knows him or had been in his class before but at least she should be familiar with the name. If she isn't then it would be a shame. Coz she's in her final sem already and not knowing the names of lecturers in her very own department is a shame.

Anyway, that is for her to settle. Now I... wait!

few mins later...

I just received a phone call from... oh God! LEXIP! Yes, they just called me! The call came in while I was writing this! And I, now realising that I just had a phone call from the company that I just applied for a vacancy and sent them my CV like one hour ago, suddenly become so anxious!

As I'm typing this my hands are trembling convulsively and my body is shivering! Why am I experiencing this post-event anxiety? Why are my hands trembling still? What did I say on the phone? How did I sound and respond to them? All I can recall is that I asked the person on the line, who is a young Chinese woman btw (can tell from the voice), how many vacancies are there and the rest is yes yes yes and thank you! Oh shoot! I should be more prepared! But come to think of it again, I think I handled it quite well. That's why I feel so anxious right now. Coz I don't usually handle impromptu things quite well and now for the first time I did, I can't handle it. Haha.

Anyway, I'm glad they called. Later when exams are over, I'll write about it some more and also about my trivial post-grad agenda.

Now I think I should calm myself down, buy some ice-cream or something and once I've overcome this anxiousness, I shall continue with World Lit and then Error and then Arabic, MoD, Islamic Lit and then rest for a bit. I have one week gap before Lit Crit. In that meantime, I shall prepare myself for my driving test. Final class is on 11th of April, pre-test on the next day and THE test is on the day after the pre-test.

Maybe I should rent a manual-gear Kancil using my sis's license and beg someone to sit by my side to watch and help me out while I drive. I still lack the skills, though... Too lil practice, it seems.

2011-03-25T23:01:00.003+08:00

Changed the template and now my blogroll is gone. How can I retrieve it back? I'm hungry... Huhue

Cuppycakes

2011-03-16T23:10:00.002+08:00

I'm craving for Kekcawanmanis's oreo cupcakes. It's so yummy. Nothing beats its taste. Yum. If I haven't been such a spendthrift on food lately, I'd ve ordered it already. One box, please... I'm drooling. :(

photo by Ain, the cuppycakes decorator.
Click here

Upsurge of Emos

2011-03-16T00:34:00.003+08:00

6.45 pm

I just sat for my viva. Wow the word sounds so cool. Viva! Made me sound like an MA stud (which I would insha-Allah be sooner or later). Islamic Lit viva, that is. Or oral test, in undergrad/layman term. The viva gave me a happy vibe. The lect made me feel so good. I'm walking on the air. Weeeeeeeee!!! :)

8.15pm

Oh shoot! This is crap! The sewing workshop is closed! Again! Grrrrr!!! How am I supposed to finish my jubahhhhhh by Friday, you freakin' door-locker?! Whomever you'd be, don't you know it's the final week of the class already? And in the final week, the workshop should remain unlocked 24/7 so that students can come and finish their needlework at their convenient time! It's something you should know if you are the seamstresses or the instructors themselves. You must be neither. That's why you don't bother. And you definitely have no idea how much time we've wasted texting, calling and waiting for some saviour to come and unlock the room, from five mins... to fifteen... to thirty... and then our skin colour changed from brown into green and the next mins, we found ourselves turning into some ugly giant monster called The Hulkess! A bunch at once.

Yet no one turned up to be the saviour.

Hungry... :(

2011-03-06T12:36:00.000+08:00

I'm hungry... :(
When we are hungry we think of food, don't we?
Hear my stomach growls... She says "Feed me! Feed me!".

2011-03-03T14:22:00.004+08:00

Despite a pile of assignments that I've been putting on hold till Tiffany's back in my hand, I find myself a bit too free this afternoon. And it's a bit disturbing to find myself in such a state actually (though I should utilise the time doing things that do not require the use of Tiffany, such as studying... duh! or handwashing my laundry... double duh!, we can spare those for some other time, can't we? ;p). So I texted Amina to let her know that I can cover her shift for today, in case she needs to leave early. She LOL-ed before she said:
"I can see that (that I'm practically clueless of what to do with so much free time on hands). Around 1 pm dear, can? *smiley" -end of message.

So here I am now. Blogging from PC server.

I'm happier and more clear-minded than the last time I blogged. Which was last night by the way. And to what do I attribute this surge to? I'm not even so sure myself. Friends, I think. Yeah, likely. Being surrounded by dearly, lovely friends this morning makes me feel alive again. Not that I felt like dying but... well, just a bit blue, maybe. Friends do play some significant role in my life, I believe. More that I'm willing to admit.

Tomorrow I'm going to Show Me the Way, BENL Sensei! :P

2011-03-02T22:43:00.003+08:00

I'm so utterly devastated right now. Even more so with Tiffany not being around. Coz without her, I'm practically device-less to phrase these whirls of absurdity that are clouding my already messed up and confused mind. Something is wrong today. I don't know what is and am determined not to figure it out. It has been weirdly quiet. This morning was strange. But now I'll leave these absurdities aside as I'm about to nosedive back into Josh and be feeling Julia again. Circles have no edge. Nor end.

We won! We won!

2011-02-27T20:59:00.000+08:00

yay! :)

Itadaki-mambo! Heh :)

2011-02-24T21:13:00.005+08:00

I love it when I can take some time off and indulge myself in things I love to do like blogging. I love blogging. Really really do but not quite sure why. Later when I feel bored and don't have better things to do I'll figure out why. But one thing I'm sure, blogging serves as the best outlet to ramble, on and on and feel much easier and happier afterwards. Verbal rambling, on the other hand, can be tiring at times. Or most of the time, rather. Both the listener and the rambler will get tired of the rambling and of each other. Why oh why do people love to ramble. And whine! *sigh!

Another thing. I've been busy lately. Too cliche, heh? Hehe. Scratch it. Everyone seems to mutter the same exact expression these days. Busy busy busy. But are we really that busy till we remember God less often than we login Fb? Hmm... I don't know but as far as I'm concerned, I'm probably just busy procrastinating, wasting time, lazing around, doing trivial things etc. So not fruitful to the ummah, heh. I'm such a lazy bum lah I think. I think youngest sibs are all a lazy bum in one way or another. Haha I suddenly drag unrelated innocent people to my overgeneralisation.

Anyway, lately, I've been so inspired to be a good person with a good heart. It's for a good cause *wink *blush hehe and hopefully will be blessed by Allah to remain steadfast. :)

Next week I'll be seeing a new face in Mimaland. I've got myself a new instructor (recommended by my former (first) instructor who was nice, decent and admirable) and I so earnestly hope that he won't turn up to be another pervert.

Good bye. :)

Kuda

2011-02-18T00:45:00.000+08:00

Nak naik kuda. Nak naik kuda, please... :(

"Demi kuda perang yang berlari kencang dengan terengah-engah."

"Dan kuda yang mencetuskan api dengan pukulan (kuku kakinya)."

"Dan kuda yang menyerang dengan tiba-tiba di waktu pagi."

"Maka ia menerbangkan debu."

"Dan menyerbu ke tengah-tengah kumpulan manusia."

"Truly man is, to his Lord, ungrateful; And to that (fact) he bears witness (by his deeds); And indeed he is, in love of wealth, intense. But he does not know that when the contents of the graves are scattered. And that which is (locked up) in (human) breasts is made manifest - That their Lord has been Well-acquainted with them, till that Day (Day of Resurrection)."

(Al-Qur'an Surah al-'Aadiyat: 1-11)

Mimaland!

2011-01-20T21:26:00.005+08:00

Welcome to Mimaland!

It's a land where one can see lots and lotsa white Kancils, lotsa weans eager to steer the wheels of those Kancils and most ultimately, lotsa males in dark sunglasses ready to impart their skills to those eager bunch of weans.

And I'm one of them! Hee-he! I'm currently learning to master the art of smoothly releasing the clutch with one foot and pressing the accelerator with the other at the right time- i.e. before the engine shuts off by itself! At the age of twenty one! (twenty-two this Nov! hu-huu!). Never too late, right? :)

However...

The unhappy thing is, my instructor, who has been the source of my enthusiasm throughout the first episode of this eventful chapter in my life (eventful in a way that a big change is taking place, i.e. from zero knowledge about clutch, gear and all that, to actually drive and later sail through the JPJ test, insha-Allah!), is leaving by the end of this month. Sob sob... And that means, I'll be getting a new instructor by next week.

Why do good things always last fast?

Could it be because they give way for better things to come?

In this case, nicer instructor? Cikgu Tee-o-em-bee-e-why?

Hopefully.

Blissful Friday tomorrow! :)

Pixon

2010-12-26T21:50:00.006+08:00

Pixon in pink! Extremely girlish! Like it!!!

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I was at Asiah cafe and people were watching a football match on TV. The Malaysia vs. Indonesia football match. Can't bloody believe how loud they screamed bile gol tadi. Freaking loud!!!!!!! Girls screaming hysterically in unison, man! Whooh. Don't know why some people are just so crazy about football. They become all aggressive and energetic when it comes to it. My sis's a fan.

So right now I'm soooo hungraaaayyy! Haven't eaten since 3.

It's my third day. I'm earning! $$$ hehe... Alhamdulillah.

Cepatlah siap my order... :(

Cuteness!

2010-11-06T12:23:00.008+08:00

Three cute lil kids were walking carefreely along the ITD corridor with their mother. The eldest is a boy aged around 4 to 5 years, the middle- a girl, is probably three years old and the youngest, also a girl, super cute and innocent, is one year old. The youngest was heading to somewhere near a staircase very fast and eager. Her eagerness suggests that she had just acquired the ability to command her feet from crawling to walking, and surpassed the phase of standing static in between. The mother, seeing a possible unwanted accident to happen- that the youngest might fall down the staircase (since the kid was unaware of the stairs and probably didn't know her next step might put her into a comma- well, if she falls down hard, but thank God she didn't), shrieked to the eldest in panic yet in a motherly manner; "Abang, kejar adik, ada tangga!", while she herself moved her feet a lil faster than she had.

As they both were chasing after the youngest, the middle was left behind, alone and unprotected. Feeling threatened by the care her mother displayed for the youngest, insecure and unloved, she decided to stop her step and drop herself behind a pillar nearby- sulking! (Gosh! How much cuter a kid can be! That was super cute!!! ;p Pure loverliness!)

The mother, as soon as she grabbed the youngest and held her in one of her arms, came to the sulking lil girl and offered her her other hand to be held.

"Ummi tak sayang kakak!", screamed the kid in a smashing cute sulking tone and face.

Wish could just hug her there and then and tell her how cute her sulking and insecurity were and affirm her that there's no question her mother didn't love her!

Cute cute girl. :)

Link it: Ling Lit

2010-10-26T11:43:00.003+08:00

How nice it sounds when it rhymes!

But the irony is... the course is tough, though!

For me, it is.

Partly because we were instructed to enter a text from Linguistic door but there seems to be a barrier that hinders me from doing so. Thus, consequently, fail in doing. Partly because I’m headless in regard to applying Linguistic devices and linking them with literary texts. It seems easy at first, to list down all the sound patterns and foregrounding elements that catch the eyes. But mere listing is a waste of time. We need to link it with the text, not to just leave it dangling there doing nothing.

And the question is... how do we link it?! Sometimes it's clueless. Sometimes it's hard to make sense. And time would be a major constraint, especially when we are given like less than one hour to come out with almost everything! So when do we do the thinking (or linking?) when we are supposed to write within the obviously limited period of time?

Think as we write. Exactly. So that explains the incoherence, lack of organisation, profound run-on sentences and grammatical errors in the essay we produce. Or my essay, to be exact. Add that to my so not impressive answer, my answer script is definitely a trash sheet of sort.

*sigh.

Anyway, I think the very purpose of them introducing the course (Ling for Lit Students) and making it compulsory for us to take (because it’s a major course) is twofold. First because they want us Lit lovers to detest Lit. And second, for Ling enthusiasts to disfavour Lit even more. Eitherway they were to inculcate detestation towards Lit. What a wicked propaganda!

And Ling Lit finals is on this Sunday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Korean's Wizardy

2010-10-24T10:35:00.007+08:00

I just watched Woochi and the movie has left me with the spark of Korean wizardry! I'm astonished!

And I think it has to be the most astonishing Korean movie I watched this year. Well, there’s only one to be compared with anyway, and I’m not even sure if the other isn’t Japanese ('coz I forgot!). But probably, I can say this movie stands toe to toe with Harry Potter 1 & 2 because for one thing, the two fall in quite the same genre. haha! But if I were to compare it with other Harry Potters, I think I favour Woochi more coz it tickles my funny bones in a wondrously brilliant way!

Commercial-wise, Woochi's director sure knows how to make profit out of good-looking characters. Being a visual type myself, the choice of cast appeals to me much before anything else. But a movie won’t be able to hit through if it’s about the physical attraction of its cast alone, would it? It has to be come together with splendid actings and a captivating storyline. And yes, Woochi has it all.

To top it all, for all the wizardry it screens, and the stunning scenes, superb dimensional shots and humour & fantasy that come with it, I give Woochi...

FOUR STARS!

Jeon Woochi: the Taoist Wizard (2009)

Mischievous Woochi in Joseon era, before trapped in an enchanted scroll in 1509.

Woochi with Archgod in present day Korea, 2009.

Definitely my fave! :)

For a fantastic summary and review, click here

Whoopeeeeeee!

2010-10-01T23:15:00.003+08:00

I just had a yummy dinner with my sister. It's been a while since the last time we spend time together. I mean minus her friends around, only the two of us alone. Talking about personal quality time. haha.

Hari tu, three days after we had the fight, that close chum of mine came to me nicely and finally apologised. I wasn't really angry with him after we talked our conflict through, but I find it a bit too hard to simply forgive and forget. Not sure if this is what people referred to as egotism but I'd rather think it's the unforgiving nature in me. Anyhow, I now hate him no longer and am willing to compromise. We just journey through the down of friendship sometimes. And this just happened to be my first fight. Painful yet precious.

Anyway, tomorrow's weekend! And I'm gonna spend it in Bangi and stay overnight at my dear uncle's place. He's going to take off for hajj with his wife on the 9th. Their one and only spoilt daughter will be placed under the guardianship of big family members during their leave. I'm not sure to rumble an evil laughter or symphathise. Well, I think I'll go with the second since she's just a lil four year old kid. hehe.

Oho! Poor poor lil cousin of mine :) Hope things will turn out fine. Zing!

You suck, you grump

2010-09-27T12:59:00.003+08:00

Sometimes I imagine what would it be like if any of my friends suddenly turns furious and yells at me wrathfully for some reasons whatsoever and if I would be able to handle it well.

Reality check, I can't.

Never thought anger outburst would be so damn scary. It's something my lil self never want to ever see even a glimpse of it again. Especially when it's your closest chum who suddenly raised his voice and yelled at you furiously, making you feel so scared and so terrified and you just couldn't walk away because the wheels were moving. It was a nightmare. It was too painful to bear. Like someone stomped on your heart. Literal pain. Too painful to even talk about. It hurts. It hurts a lot. I was too shocked to even cry and too dumbfounded to scream back.

Worse still, he egoistically did not apologise, even after I painfully did, though it's just so obvious that I was not entirely at fault, and thinks he isn't supposed to because it was all my bad.

I hate him.

Love my gal pals!

2010-09-19T18:56:00.001+08:00

Life wouldn't be as much fun and meaningful without good friends by our side. I was just so happy to have met and hung out with my beloved gal pals again! It's been five years. Five years of not getting together and seeing each other. But nothing much have changed. They are still like they were back then. Funny thing we discovered when we went beraye together to each other's house and kick our heels somewhere fun last Friday, we all use Sony Ericsson handphones haha (mase sekolah kitorang pakai Nokia).

Form 3 (2003). 12 o'clock, clockwise: Syahida, me, Awin (sitting), Dila (sitting), Zareena :)

Raya 2010. From left: Dila, me, Syahida, Zareena, Awin :)

Wonderful beings we lovely called sidekicks! Love them so much!

Quintuplet

2010-09-02T23:57:00.001+08:00

Oh dear! I just realised that I left Asmah's bobbin together with its case and my brown thread at the sewing machine I used in my sewing class yesterday! They might have gone the moment the class resumes. How could I forget! Tush tush! Hope the evening class after our class was cancelled. So no one entered the room and used the machine. Then the left items will be just there safe and sound.

On a more awful note, I had the most awful presentation today. I laughed awfully uncontrollably while in the midst of presenting. Huargh! My laughing disorder is a disaster! Blame my lect who was yawning (haha) when I was looking at him. Hence the question; was it that boooooring, sir?! LOL. But the burst of laughter... was all my fault. But I just couldn't help, blame me not, dear.

Tomorrow would be my third and final midterm of the week. Three more after Eid break.

Seeking for Lailatul Qadr. Whoever says yesterday night was the night, should be detained. Or I shall say some of us are just sooo heavenly fortunate in that case.

Good night. *yawn

ps: Oh, Shu just left. She gave me a cute cup of an espresso cake! Yummy! Much thanks, sweetheart. :)

Quintuplet. The five things in this post.

Waaaaanttt!!!

2010-08-28T11:29:00.003+08:00

Want!

Waaaaanttt!

...cry :(

Many Happy Returns of the Day!

2010-08-25T08:07:00.018+08:00

To my darling sister!

You are always the generous being

and you should know today

that you are wished the nicest things

life can bring your way.

Happy 22nd Birthday, Kakak!

secret indulgence (one slice je haha) + x-meal deluxe or twister whichever you prefer + fun float for thirst quencher awaiting you!

MY treat! Though may not appeal much to you, that's my freaking fave and it's for the first time ever for your delight. At my cost. I'm so pleased, so should you be.

Till we meet.

Enjoy your birthday. :)

Ramadhan: Shahr al-Qur'an

2010-08-20T10:11:00.000+08:00

Holy month of Ramadhan, month of the Qur'an.

Mere delicacies and food delights for berbuka and Raya sales and sales all over don't do much for spiritual upliftment. It's the month to be...at least, more contemplative.

Poor us citizens.

They should air commercials like this on local TV!

And here's a very very beautiful and mellifluous recitation of the glorious Qur'an by an anonymous young imam from an unidentified country in an unknown mosque.

Ramadhan kareeem. :)

Ramadhan 8

2010-08-18T11:29:00.002+08:00

Last Saturday night, after Terawikh.

Was determined to finish off the freaking tedious Prags interviews transcription which was due yesterday. And so I did. yaaay! *pat myself on the back.

haha no, I don't actually need that. It's actually a cue that I can watch Ocean's Twelve carefreely the next morning. But that morning I found myself stranded in pillowville, not watching. The eyes were so glued and I yield not to open them. Yeah, having the luxury to sleep when we're so freaking sleepy is a marvel. MUST squeeze it.

So transcribing every bit detail of a couple of conversations, verbatim, turns out to be weary to death. I thought it's gonna be fun. Okay, fun at first. But the fun was fleeting. It became somewhat dull and droopy half-way through. I doubt any of my classmates found it ultra delightful. Unless the respondents are someone we are interested in, then only the load becomes a lil engaging. But too much pun... is engulfing, I guess. It's like glutting oneself with Choc Indulgence- luscious for the first three slices, but cloying for the next, however delicious it tastes.

Now I wonder what the lect wants us to do with those transcriptions and interviews. Tomorrow she'll tell.

I hope I'd have something yummy for berbuka today.

Ramadhan mubarak. :)

The Law of Reciprocation

2010-08-10T11:08:00.000+08:00

What you get, you GIVE back. Both the bitters and the juicies. For the former, repay in exact same proportion. Less is generous, more is spiteful; therefore is not recommended. Double the kindness and sweetness for the juicies.

All acts of reciprocation must be free from revengeful intention. The right to punish is Allah's alone.

What we get, we GIVE back.

With reciprocal intention,
Nining
a.k.a Trini the third child. :)

Bitter Truth

2010-08-08T21:40:00.007+08:00

Truth is sometimes too painful to bear. By knowing the truth, we are bound to accept it and compelled to swallow it however acrid and cruel it may be.

I can go out all day, go on the loose, indulge myself in unrestrained pleasure, buy stuffs, spend money, and distract myself in trivial pursuits. But how long can I delude myself in escapism. At the end of the day, this painful truth will come back to haunt me. Yeah of course I can create another delusionary realm and hide myself in it but it's not gonna change the truth.

It's really a matter of accepting the truth and swallowing it however acrid and cruel it is.

Work all the better after

2010-08-03T16:53:00.000+08:00

It's wonderful how a few minutes prayer revives us.

Thank You Allah :)

2010-07-28T16:24:00.000+08:00

Today is a beauuuuuuutiful day. Today is sweet, today is inspiring, today is energetic, today is lovely, today is smart, today is fun. Today is different and today is so special.

Today will definitely be THE DAY I would never forget. And it's actually the day I've been wishing to happen and with the mercy, love and will of God, it did happen. And it happens today. Today is a blissful day.

Thank You, Allah, for my day today. ♥

Tokyo smells goooooood!!!

2010-07-23T04:04:00.000+08:00

I mean my perfume. hehe ♥
*sniff

Top Secret

2010-07-21T13:55:00.002+08:00

Shhh!!!!! Don't tell my sister that I just bought a bottle of Urban Flowers Tokyo fragrance worth two sets of KFC Toasted Pocketful plus fun float and coleslaw. It's kind of low-price, actually. For a perfume, I mean. But thinking of how thrifty my sister is (despite her plentiful affluence) and how spendthrift yet penniless I am, I kinda feel guilty.

But no remorse! It's worth every penny because I like it so much and since I've been fragrance-deprived for about three months, I think I deserve a bottle of a fragrance. (See how easily I shove the feeling of guilt hehe). Plus I have a quiz tomorrow and if I don't buy it today (I had a strong urge to grab it after I smelt it hence I couldn't help), I might not be able to study peacefully. Okay, scratch that. I just feel like I need more excuses, lest my sister would love me less, no?

Anyway, the perfume smells like fresh quince, sweet an sour in the same time, warm, like a sunny autumn day (feel the Fraser's Hill on the contrary!) and it encompasses aromas of pineapple, cherry blossom and woody accords. It's so delightful and refreshing.

And I so love it. ♥

It's been exactly a month

2010-07-20T11:16:00.001+08:00

I just realised yesterday's post and the post before it are dated July and June 19. Though I'm not sure in what sense, I think that's just so sweet. :)

Edgewise

2010-07-19T18:02:00.002+08:00

Things always don't turn out the way we expect. But it's funny how we don't get what we want and things we want not, come our way. Not that I'm ungrateful nor complaining. Just contemplating my fate and meditating the future. Well, of course the future is not ours to see. But when they say what goes around, comes around, I kinda feel afraid and unsecured. I just hope what I did was my 'comes around' of another person's 'goes around' to me sometime before. Not the other way around.

With Allah I seek refuge. For He is the Protector for those who have faith.

Red Hot

2010-06-19T12:12:00.004+08:00

I don't know if it has become a habit but I just can't go home straight without stopping at KFC. But now they made me wait for my burger. Hey make it quick. I'm hungry!

ahhh, my burger's ready!

I just knew what Oranje is. Or who he is, rather. I thought it's a name of a football club. I'm not a football fan, shame on me not. And I barely read sports section in dailies. Almost never, maybe. Shame on that? But today's Malay Mail made me read a whole lot of it. Today's piece is all about WC. Probably the past week and following weeks had been and will be about the same topic.

I wonder what makes people suddenly change their account setting from public view to private.

Klang is still 45 mins away. sigh. Then having to cross the super crazy road in front of BSN (of which the pedestrian walk signal light is bloody NOT functioning- and DBKlang did nothing about it?!!!- or who should I blame actually? Thought I might have blamed the wrong authority.). And then bus to home! Just as long as, yet more tiring, than the way to Sai's place in Johor!

I pray tomorrow God will send me a car from heaven. And I'll end this sem with a fantastic-four fulfillment displayed on the transcript.

yay! That wish makes me happy already. I'm going home. :)

Pleasure and pain are inextricably connected

2010-06-14T10:29:00.005+08:00

To Keats, if one does not have pain, he would not have pleasure. To Shelley, only when one has experienced pain, then he only knows what is pleasure.

To me, studying (for the sake of exams) = pain. Success = pleasure!

Hence attempting to study for success.
Study study study! Success success success!

InshaAllah.
yay!

Its sunny yet so cold

2010-06-10T09:22:00.008+08:00

"...Exactly like the weather in Europe", said Kak TJ.

Barring the bloody winding road that induced super dizziness and nausea, the class trip to Fraser's Hill last Friday was very worthwhile. It's so beautiful up there. The landscape, the lush green plateau, the olde bungalows- all looked breathtakingly astonishing. And there's a lake called Allan's Water that has a very very peaceful panorama. It's so tranquil and pacifying. I would love to be there again. And the best part of the trip? Pedaling around said lake in paddle boat in rain with classmates!

Bliss. ;)

That was me and classmates pedalling our boats in rain! Fun and memorable! I am so gonna miss this moment!

Semuanya berpunca dari saya yang telah berdosa kepada rakan-rakan

2010-06-09T19:27:00.005+08:00

(20 tahun kemudian)

Adapun diriwayatkan dalam sebuah kisah ulung dahulu kala, ada seorang perempuan cantik yang bijaksana, petah berkata-kata, lagi cemerlang dalam pelajaran. Si perempuan cantik disukai rakan-rakan, disenangi lecturer-lecturer dan digemari ramai. Si perempuan cantik bersuara merdu dan... itu dan ini. *banyak sangat kelebihan dia.

Suatu hari... *terbayang air muka garam perempuan cantik tadi yang sangat tidak wajar.

Lantas menimbulkan kemarahan.

Sangat tidak memahami apa di fikiran dia. Sudahlah tidak membalas email. Tidak juga mereply text. Bila ditanya bersemuka, sudah siap katanya. Itu sahaja, tanpa langsung menjelaskan kenapa atau apa-apa tatkala penjelasan sangat diperlukan. Itu tidak mengapa. Yang membuatkan geram ialah tatkala melihat air mukanya yang sangat menyirapkan bilamana diminta apa yang patut diberikan.

*Tiba-tiba teringat perempuan cantik tadi walau air muka sangat mendatangkan kemarahan tapi kata-kata sangat bersopan.

Mengabaikan.

Mengingatkan perasaan diperlakukan seperti plastik yang ditiup angin terbang terkapai-kapai oleh perempuan cantik seperti disebutkan. Menunggunya berjam-jam kemudian hilang tiada khabar. HILANG TIADA KHABAR.

Keinginan untuk menumbuk muka perempuan cantik berair muka menyirapkan membuak-buak. Tapi tiada daya dan kesempatan. Pasrah. Dan sedar akan hakikat dia terlalu cantik untuk diperlakukan sedemikian.

postscript: Perempuan cantik berair muka menyirapkan tidak memiliki ketulenan tapi sangat cantik dan menawan dan menyukai kaum berkromosom dua abjab berlainan.

Perlulah berasa kesian.

A Hill With a View

2010-06-03T16:16:00.000+08:00

Fraser’s Hill was discovered by a Louis James Fraser in the early 19th century, who himself mysteriously disappeared from the hill one day.

Who knows we might miraculously bump into him on the hill. Because we're gonna go up there to explore the green plateau and treasure its natural surrounding tomorrow. Class trip for a class project, that is. Kak TJ's Romantic and Victorian class, for clarity.

But... weirdly enough, while everyone one else seems so excited to go, I, in solitude and sombreness, feel like not going. Chickening out and sooo don't wanna go. I don't know why but I guess primarily because I'm sick. sobs. I'm sooo not feeling well today. I got a cold and flu and headache. Mummy.... ;(

I wanna be healthy again. God, please cure my illness... sobs.

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On a separate note, there will be a general rally at 10 am tomorrow at Tabung Haji building, Jalan Tun Razak, to denounce the Israeli military massacre of activists on a Gaza aid convoy recently.

Please come out and condemn this inhumane massacre and call for an immediate end of the siege of Gaza. DO COME, PEOPLE!

* * * * * * *

And on another separate note, thanks so much, Kakak. I so heart you to death. And I heart you, Diy. I love you both. May Allah bless us all.

"And when I'm ill, it is He who cures me." (QS: 26: 80)

Twisted Israelis Logic

2010-06-01T07:32:00.009+08:00

Dad: Okay I'm the Israeli and you're the Palestinian.

Son: Okay..

Dad: I came into your house holding a big gun and I want to rob you.

Son: Okay...

Dad: You hit me on the head with a toothbrush! How dare you! So I shoot you and it's self-defense. So you see it makes perfect sense. I'm the attacker and I'm the one with the gun so you should obey my commands. How dare you hit me with your toothbrush! For that you must die!

And so the son was shot right on the head, and dead.

Israelis are damn smart. They think they are damn right.

And yesterday they defended their raid on the flotilla of six ships carrying 10,000 tonnes of aid to Gaza, killing up to 16 UNARMED civilians and wounding 30 others, by claiming that these people were carrying sharp objects.

That's inhumane and their defence is a ridiculous bullshit. We all can tell.

But what do we do for the sake of God for those who were killed and are oppressed by these damn smart and damn right troops?

Nothing?

How could we!

Splendidness!

2010-05-31T18:55:00.000+08:00

The Duchess is clearly Knightley's movie, ultimately rising or falling on her performance. She's up to the task, capturing both the charm and grace that made Georgiana so captivating. (Goodykontz, Rotten Tomatoes)

If you love The Other Boleyn Girl, you'll definitely love this movie. Bottom line, The Duchess is splendid! Watch it today.

Thunderstruck Contemplation

2010-05-24T23:21:00.002+08:00

A very very pencen and grimy and loathsome and yucky monitor lizard went amuck aggressively like a mad dog and bit my dandy abang and benevolent kakak! The bites left them bruised all over their bodies. Jahat punyer biawak.

That was the most god-awful dream of all dreams I ever dreamt of. So when they say don't snooze after 'Asr, you don't. But not as if I do it often, though. It's definitely not my habit. But there was a very very loud thunder that sounded so destructive and frightened me to the very bit this evening and I decided to get a shut-eye after praying. So I won't feel so scared anymore. Scared of God's wrath.

Didn't thunder and storm signal His wrath? I don't know. But at least that's what I thought. After all deviation, deformity and destruction people did and indeed are still doing in His very Earth, I do think God has His Wrath. And I AM AFRAID of it. Particularly because I do NOT do anything to fix up the topsy-turvy of the world I'm living in and in fact, contributing to its corruption in some way or the other.

God, forgive us... Guide us to be real Muslims. Help those who are embarking on the mission to bring the world back in place. Amiiin.

Concocting Bizarre, oh, Coleridge

2010-05-23T00:00:00.000+08:00

Whaaa! Today's so fun. Yesterday was too. Don't you just love the weekend? I extremely do! Can't blame me, it's short sem yo. And I'm taking only two subjects. Plus I'm done with my midterms last Wed. Well, I know it's just midterm, still have assignments, quizzes and finals galore ahead. But I guess it's worthwhile to have some fun some time. Especially when you've been immersing yourselves with a whole lot of Blake, Wordsworth and Coleridge but only lil came out! And the feeling? Sheesh! Exasperating! hahahha.

Anyway, most of Coleridge's poems are really really long. Longer than Wordsworth's famous Tintern Abbey. Don't believe me? Go google Coleridge's The Rime of Ancient Mariner. It has seven parts altogether. One whole page (or more) for each part. That in Callibri font, size 10, double column, least possible margin. Would be longer if you don't save space.

Coleridge sure had a huge long time composing it, didn't him? I think every single minute spent is worth it because the poem's so interesting to hear as its story so interesting to read. "It demonstrates Coleridge's concocting bizarre, unsettling stories full of fantastic imageries and magic." That's how Kak TJ described the poem in class. She's our lecturer, if anyone wonder.

But later in life, Coleridge became an opium addict and this had a tremendous effect on his poetry. And his friendship with Wordsworth (of whom he worked on Lyrical Ballads with) ended later. That's so tragic tho. See how opium, or drugs in general, can do unto us. Bad pernicious substance.

Okay, this's already long yet I haven't written anything about the fun weekend I had. Yet. Guess I'll just end this here. Lest, I'll get bored reading my very own post. And I ain't gonna let that to happen. Because I'm my number one fan. And fans never get bored of their enthusiasm. haha

Shall be about Mojo, G.I.Joe, delete button and some other next.

Deletion

2010-05-22T08:16:00.000+08:00

   On second thought,

they deleted

   what they initially wrote.

   But they forgot

it's still sitting

   in

the
inbox.

2010-05-21T23:46:00.000+08:00

Sampai hati... ;(

Wheel of Fortune, and of Family

2010-05-19T22:58:00.000+08:00

The hand of God can be very generous to people in many ways. I guess it's how we thank God for all those generosities and make good use of them despite the many enticements to do otherwise.

Thank God, I'm so happy for my brother! Someone needs to get himself photographed and get his license changed, you see. :) Can't wait to get a ride on his very wheels. And can't wait to get my foot on the accelerator and speed. I'm thrilled, I'm thrilled. Seems like onomatopoeia is necessary here, yeah? Well, obviously for auditory imagery. So vrooom vroom. yay!

On a separate note, my mum turned 55 last week on the 15. I love my mum. And the birthday cake. And of course, the ones who bought it. That is to say, I love my kakak and abang equally as much as I love my mak, and the cake. Nyum2.

Thank You, Allah. ♥

Ring Ding Dong

2010-05-12T00:31:00.002+08:00

...bounce to you, bounce to you... step to me, step to me... ♫♫♪

It's from Super Junior's latest hit, Bonamana, for non-enthusiasts and uninterested. I think it's funny that people are freaking obsessed with k-pop. Well, musically I like some of the songs too (not the bands, mind that), but I'm not that crazed like those k-pop-die-hard-fans friends of mine are. Cute cute people. :)

Anyway, I'm so happy now I can download movies I've been wanting to watch for quite a some time but never get to because nobody seems to have them in their hard disk. And I barely willing to spend my precious ringgits to buy them from video store. Well, I did buy some, some years ago but only four of them are original (of which two of them are my fave Pride and Prejudice ever, and Oliver Twist, and another two are Korean movies).

Wawa taught me how to use uTorrent and download movies from isohunt. Many thanks to her ;). It's so fun and thrilling to be able to download movies by ourselves. Really.

*Phantom of the Opera and My Fair Lady in the playlist.

yay! :)

Justice Will Prevail

2010-05-04T18:41:00.000+08:00

"Aminul was really scared. He did not want any problems as he was driving his sister's car. He just wanted to go home," he said, adding that by that time, the police were also involved in the chase.

As their car approached a Caltex petrol station near Jalan Tarian, police began firing at the car, shooting out the tyres.

"Then Aminul was shot." (http://www.nst.com.my/)

Isn't it just so obvious the police officers are bloody at fault? And this little boy was highly unlikely a criminal?

Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.
Screw you, police officers!

Good Tuesday

2010-05-04T16:49:00.002+08:00

Now I've gotta be more tolerant somehow. :) I've gotta share the compartment with a mate now. I had a blast occupying the whole compartment (which is meant for two people) in my previous room alone for two long sems. But sharing it with someone nice and okay is rather fun. Thank God my new compartment-mate seems to fit the type. I hope we'll get along well. So far so good. She just checked in yesterday anyway. Her mum was admitted and she was taking care of her, that explains her late return.

Anyway, I've been listening to a lot of Maher Zain, Aaron Kelly, Siobhan Magnus and Mesut Kurtis lately. I've gotta say Aaron's version of I Believe I Can Fly and Siobhan's Any Man of Mine are AWESOME! And I just love the lyrics of Maher Zain's songs.

Fans of Arab-English songs and Islamic music do give Mesut Kurtis's Salawat and Dhikru-llah a listen. Truly soothing and pleasant.

I'm on episode 17 of Black and White. Seven more episodes and I'm gonna play a rerun. It's getting more and more thrilling now.

And I so like my Arabic lecturer this sem. And I seem to like William Blake's poems as much as Emily Dickinson's.

Arabic mid-term will be on May 13, and that is Thursday next week. How early!

Bum Blowy-ooh

2010-05-03T17:14:00.000+08:00

Okay, except I've been a total TV addict, of which I have been for the past two weeks of sem break, I've also gained a tremendous weight and cheek fat, grew horrible pimples on the forehead, finished reading Skin, the 6th X-Files series, learnt to cook bubur jagung, and... hmmm what else? Not much of accomplishments heh. Not much of dos either. But life was good. And sooo carefree.

How come it was not since it was just about snoozing around the whole day, in my own grandma's, around my beloved mum and bro, and uncles, and sometimes my aunt and kid cousins, doing nothing but some light chores and immersing myself in my own world of TV and novel, without major disruption of noise, except for mum's occasional nagging and whining.

Now I miss those moment of leisure spree. And my idle routine.

And I miss my TV. ;(

And I freaking miss to watch Black and White on it, at six, at home, while munching snacks abang bought, or anything I can find in the fridge, and taking a look at mum watering her flowers during commercials.

It's the second week of short sem already but I'm still trapped in the binge of sem break. I'm sem-break-sick. sobs. I miss my mum and my bro. SOBS.

On a happier note, I had a fun time over the weekend. yay! Kakak made it fun. It's always great to chill out with her. I love my sister.

Playing the Guide

2010-04-26T15:01:00.005+08:00

I was like a campus guide this morning. Except that I didn't get paid, didn't wear a uniform and didn't have to take them to all the beautiful places in campus. It's just that people stopped me to ask for direction and I gladly showed them the way. Different people, asking for direction to different locations and it's quite a number of them. And I was glad and kinda excited. Primarily because they approached and asked me instead of other people in the scenes. Seems like I have a friendlier look heh. Well...*wink2. hehe

On a separate note, I still haven't and couldn't check in mahallah yet. All blame to the freaking friendly procedure to print the mahallah pre-reg slip by ourselves and the requirement to bring it upon checking in.

Why do they need it, can't they just check me in?! I need the room key! Check me in already! hwaaa!

Yet, this isn't as bad as what the mahallah safiyyah did to my sis. Not bad at all if I compare.

Now I'm going to check in. I've got the effing slip.

Cheerio!

2010-04-08T14:20:00.001+08:00

Jingle bells, monkey smells, melman laid an egg, marty thinks that alex stinks, and camels say "Oy Vey!"

I'd never thought Madagascar would be that funny! ..it's so freaking funny! and so cute too! Kaboom kaboom kaboom! hahaha. It's the 2005 Madagascar Penguin in a Christmas Caper that I'm talking about. Got it from Diy. :)

I wanna WATCH MORE CARTOONS!- This'll be my resolution for this year. haha.

So anyway, I've finished my exams. Semantics yesterday was the last (and the most tak boleh jawab, hwaaa!). Textbooks and notes aside for now, this is the time to pray hard every day and night. And if you think you have given your best, do pray for the best.

O Allah, bless me with achievement. Grant me a good grade for all my papers. And I hope everyone'll get into the DL. Amiiin.

I'm very happy!

2010-03-28T15:39:00.001+08:00

Happiness is just radiating out of me!
I'm very happy!

smiles, smiles, more smiles.

:)

Mope and Hope

2010-03-27T23:09:00.001+08:00

It's there in your head, all the things you have read and read and read and absorbed and revised and immersed and devoted yourself to till the last hour you have before the battle begins, but you just can't get it out and transform it on paper the way you picture and draft it in your brain, before the battle ends.

You know what, kid? You are suffering from the inability to write and articulate at the most essential of time and within a stipulated length of time. You read well but you don't know how to write well.

Because of what, kid? Because 1) you don't know how to put relevant things together and form a beautiful and critical answer, and 2) you take comfort in every word you write and ideas that come to your mind.

If only the things my brain's producing or the information it's digesting would magically and automatically appear on my paper, without me having to juggle to transform them into words and write them down, and constantly watch out for time in fear of running out of it, I guess things might be easier. Well, at least for my Ame Lit paper.

Oh well!

Anyway, who would have guessed Ame Lit questions would be that...well what should I say...easy? hmmm...not really but it wasn't as hard and will-drive-you-nut as my friends and I expected. YET I wasn't able to answer them well. What I wrote was rather a piece of crap. With trash points of sort.

Double oh well!

It's American Literature yo. It's my fave subject after all. And I don't seem to be able to hit my target. sob sob SOB!

I hope Kak Mei could miraculously see some diamond points despite the crappiness of my answer and would give credits to that. I pray hard the paper will turn out good and turn out well for me, no matter how impossible it may be.

To Allah I pray.

Two down, four more to go. Five days gap, then two papers in a row.

Celebrate and sing yourself

2010-03-22T19:31:00.002+08:00

NOT because I lack of things to do (finals in four days yo!), but because I don't want to suffer from emotional impediment like my sister...

hehe JOKING!

This's why...because the humble poetic soul in me inspired me to celebrate and sing myself (Whitman's first line!), I've come up with a piece that rhymed abccba ddeeff dddd dd and I would love to call my very very own, Chirpy, the Birdie, a love poem.

Booriiiiinggg!!!

2010-03-21T17:45:00.003+08:00

...because it's revision week.

...because classes have ended.

...because all I have to do now is s.t.u.D.Y.I.N.G.

Talk about being impossibly studious.

Finals in less than a week.

nooooooo!!!

Hello, I'm Patrick! I can stand on one leg.

Indecisiveness at its best

2010-03-15T02:45:00.000+08:00

When you have too much choice, you just don't know which one to choose.

Gosh, I spent half of my day moping and another half trying to google the right topic for DA presentation tomorrow.

I did say the presentation is tomorrow! Today, I mean! It's already 2.30 in the morning but I still haven't picked a topic yet, duh! At this time I should, supposedly, have drafted my speech outline and rehearsed already!

How how how?!!!

God, save me. Save me from my own misery. I need saving. Thine help I seek.
*pray*

Mope

2010-03-14T13:58:00.001+08:00

Mope mope mope.
Let's all mope together!

:'(

Yesterday Headline: A Lizard was Killed, A Hero was Born

2010-03-13T15:47:00.000+08:00

Killing damn lizards is a good act, right? And good acts will be rewarded, right?

If the Prophet said so, hurrah! Because I killed one yesterday. eeuwww!, I know. But who cares, I'm a ~~killer~~ hero. haha. I saved my roomies from their terror of lizards. Pat myself on the back. Credits to my pink broom for its notable contribution as the killing weapon.

hahaha.

So yeah, a ~~killer~~ hero was born.

Here now, I am

2010-03-10T22:19:00.002+08:00

Oh, wow! It's been more than a week, almost a fortnight. I have a lot to blog about actually. But when you got tons of things to do, you know you gotta prioritise things which are more important. And to your disappointment, your blogging habit was not of the priority. How unfortunate.

The lib was closed yesterday morning. Well, I know the staffs had to attend the Quality Day, but can't they just let the lib operating on its own? Okay, too wishful. Open it up right after the event ended then. Why did they have to make us wait until two? Curse the half-day break!

I had a horrible presentation last week. One more next week. Gosh, I did say it's gonna be horrible. I haven't even think of a topic to present, yet, though.

PGG Masquerade Dinner on last Friday was delightsome. It was just so wonderful! Bliss..bliss. Thank God, alhamdulillah.

Oh, there was a series of awesome presentations in my evening classes last Monday. And also today. Those coursemates of mine are real good presenters. Hats off!

So now you know you really need to work really really hard to stand on the same level as those people (I'm referring to the intelligent and well-articulate bunch in the class, yo!).

Finals are up in a couple of weeks. Sloth, please let go of my soul!

Beddy-bye

2010-02-25T02:08:00.003+08:00

D Third Child has a midterm at 10 tomorrow. She just got back from a group discussion for the midterm. Yes, it's 2.05 in the morning and she feels sooooo irresistibly sleepy. But she needs to study for her midterm tomorrow. Okay, prepare a report, more precisely.

Well, the midterm is not like usual midterms she has/had. She seriously doesn't have to read or revise things from the textbook/notes. Instead, she has to (aforementioned) prepare a report and memorise it. The more she memorises, the better she writes. But first, she must get the report written accurately. Otherwise, her memorisation would be useless.

But the problem is she's soooooo sleepy.
She wants to go to bed.
She NEEDS to.

But she hasn't finished writing the report yet.
And now she's writing this to keep her awake.

But seems like it doesn't help.

s.l.e.e.p.y.

February 21

2010-02-22T17:19:00.001+08:00

Yesterday, I learnt that no matter how nice you tried to be, people will always find fault and talk bad about you. So why bother doing good?

Because Allah says in the Quran; "..do good; For Allah loveth those who do good."
(QS 2: 195).

We had PGG outdoor session at Taman Tasik Perdana, yesterday. And yesterday is the birthday of my muse.

Today, I skipped Ame Lit class coz I wasn't feeling well. I missed DA coz I overslept, overslept coz I overdosed.

No, it wasn't a suicide attempt.

The day before yesterday

2010-02-22T16:53:00.001+08:00

The day before yesterday, some of the PGG bunch and I had a facilitating programme for UPSR candidates at a private school nearby. Al-Amin to be exact. I discovered a few things:

1. If not all, majority of the standard six pupils there have a facebook account. Most of them are active users. I think it can be generalised that school going children nowadays have got themselves signed up for facebook as early as the age of primary.

2. Teachers at that school are called muallim/ah. Their pupils and them use Arabic dhomir such as ana, antum and antunna in their conversation. I wasn't from religious school so I felt kinda delighted upon hearing. But no, they didn't call me ukht.

3. When were asked to choose between internet and tv, the kids opt for the former, which wasn't surprising, I think. It's post-modern society, anyway.

The programme ended at 12 noon. Then we had pizzas and other yummy stuffs at Pizza Hut! nyum2!

And it was all paid using the allowance we got for facilitating for a short while. 15 bucks per hour for each faci is no doubt a handsome amount. But we didn't get it in cash. Our advisor spent it for our (aforementioned) lunch at Pizza Hut instead. It was yummier than 15 in a piece.

Upcoming sesion for SPM candidates will be in this June/July. Hope I'll be free that time.

Tak tau nak letak tajuk apa

2010-02-19T18:58:00.001+08:00

Saya tak percaya selama ni saya tulis posts yang sangat membohsankan. Saya skim post kat bawah pastu saya tak boleh kata apa apa selain; BOHSAN GILE POST TUH!

Itu baru skim. If baca betul betul entah entah boleh mati kebohsanan. Tapi ketahuilah sesungguhnya ajal maut di tangan Tuhan.

Kemudian saya terpikir; betul ke kakak saya baca every single line? Mesti dye dah takde perkara lebih bohsan lagi nak buat time tu.

Kesian kakak. *alliteration k

Baiklah, saya tanak menambahkan kebohsanan saya terhadap diri sendiri. Makanya harini saya post gambar ni.

Fashion show malam tadi. Ni group project tuk American Literature class. 15 markah. Tau tak saya yang mana?

Group ai menang best outfit. Yay! Ai merujuk kepada saya. So group sayalah yang menang tu. Tapi kat atas ni bukan gambar group ai je, tu gambar reramai.

Gambar group ai and lelain ada kat fb. More pics click here. Thanks to Sai, roomate saya yang cantik gile muka dye, sebab bagi pinjam camera. I owe you one. Oh, muka Sai memang sangat cantik. Subhanallah!

And dye seorang yang sangat comel, macam saya masa kecik kecik dulu. *kenapa saya kene interprem? Bukan ape, saya cuma nak cakap mak and bapak saya bertuah kerana memiliki anak yang comel semasa kecil.

Tapi saya lagi bertuah kerana dikurniakan mak and bapak yang tetap sayangkan saya walaupun saya dah tak comel lagi bila dah besar. Terima kasih, parents ku. Allahummaghfirli abi. And ya Allah, kabulkanlah hajat hajat ummi yang telah melahirkan daku.

Oh, Kak Mei bagi satu kotak dunkin donut sebagai hadiah. Tapi saya dah terbalik dulu, tak taulah pulak program tak abes lagi. So tak dapat nak makan dunkin.

Memanglah saya boikot dunkin donut and other companies yang menyumbang kepada Zionists laknatullah alaikum and the oppression of Palestinians, tapi saya makan bila orang bagi.

Kak Mei, boikotlah dunkin donut jugak eh. Next time boleh beli J Co instead. Tapi apa apa pun, thanks, Kak Mei!

Oh, Kak Mei ialah lecturer kitorang. Beliaulah yang ajar subjek Ame Lit ni.

Tammat.

ps: post ni pun same je bohsan.

DC

2010-02-16T09:53:00.004+08:00

It's been more than a fortnight and I have lost interest somehow. What still interests me is the speaker of the house. Always. And three of the judges in finals. The other one I never see before so I've yet to bother about. But he looks so cute and amiable. And he's a Chinese, that's all I can say.

Arinah is a good speaker. Her voice, her language, her fluency, her wit, her points and arguments, she's just so great. Adju's comments don't sound as hollow as this. So this is definitely not one. But know that my compliment is true. She's not a perasan bagus kind. That makes me like her, I think. We need more people like this to dwell on earth. Not the kind who thinks and acts as if they are good but in truth they are not. Seriously they need to change their attitude. I also need to. haha

Hopefully Arinah would not change.

On a gloomy side, it's saddening and frustrating, though, to see people going on stage receiving trophies for best speakers while I don't even have chance to horribly fumble and waffle or disclose something I might magically have built up merely because I don't have a teammate to debate with. That's just so unlucky.

Supposed to be teaming up with Ana. But her uncle passed away the night before the competition and she had to rush back to Perak with her family to do what is necessary for the death. Kak Iffah replaced her but only for a round. I was left alone for the next round and was unable to find someone who's willing to join me (been spending credits texting people like crazy but nobody responded positive, though).

What else can I do then rather than withdrawing myself from the competition and rotting alone in my room. And crying the whole evening. haha. I wasn't so sure why. I don't usually cry but this thing seemed to have emotional impact on me.

Crying for a small thing like this?

No, it WAS a BIG thing. For me. And it supposed to be my first time debating.

ps: CNY break later.

Caress

2010-02-07T13:13:00.001+08:00

People bother about us because they care (well, it can be because they are some sort of nosey parkers who love to meddle in other people's business but I'm not talking about people of this sort). If they don't, it means they don't care (or maybe they do, but they just don't show it up, let's just assume this is not the case).

Ironic how people we care about most, care about us least while those whom we could care less, care about us more.

ps: Will update on DC later.