Thursday 21/12/2006
We were on ourselves today. All of them were busy, so we had to travel on our own. Decided to go to a few places, but woke up too late at 10am because of lack of sleep. We were darn tired, damn it! Due to the lack of time, we only went to Musee du Louvre (The Louvre Museum). The place was huge, just like any palace in Europe. And that made me think: "How the hell are we gonna finish looking at ALL the paintings here?". Well, anyway, we proceeded, and they were amazing. Well, all looked like unique and beautiful paintings, but I was too dumb to appreciate the "art" of painting; clueless on both the history of the painter and the painting. However, it was all worth it. I got to see the famous ones, especially the Mona Lisa. I was really impressed (although I have no clue why I see people there use their hands to cover and looked at both her halves of her face: fill me on this!).
Arena wanted to go walk around after that (which was around 6pm then, when it closed). So we head down to Champ Elysees again. This time, we got to shop a bit more. Remember I said it was the home of the first Louis Vuitton? We were IN there, and surprisingly, we bumped into some other Chinese Warwick friends. Chat a bit here and there, and we said our goodbyes before we explored the whole building. LV was quite big, with quite a handful of staffs from foreign countries who were able to communicate in their native tongues to tourists like us, and guess what, all of them knew how to speak French (it's SO obvious). You know, till now, I still don't understand WHY people buy LV bags, which all have the same monotonously designed brown leather, with a few new "variations" to the classic one coming out these few years back, although Arena informed me that it's a "must-have" to show that you were "one-of-them" holding that social standing, like being on the top of the food-chain. A-nyway.... I didn't buy anything though. Much of them were too expensive, or useless to me. I got a pastry from Paul, for the first time, though. Really nice, MUCH nicer than Delifrance's stuff. That's why French pastries can't beat anything else on the world (Note: these words came from a person who LOVES bakery-related foodstuff).
It was already getting late then, so we left for home. Dinner was vegetable curry noodles (which wasn't the spicy type) but it was good (Why vege again? My dear Arena told them her favourite food was vege, and still is, in fact). Something new that I haven't tried before: banana "tong sui". They were saying that we also have them in Malaysia (do they?). To cut my ramblings short, it was REALLY sweet, but nice. :P
Friday 22/12/2006
Today's plan was already - ahem - planned by Arena's other relative currently residing on the outskirts of Paris (and I have no idea at the moment how they are related). We woke up quite late, around 10am (it isn't late, since it was when we woke up the previous day anyway), since they needed time to get from their place to ours (yes, we're going for a road trip! haha..). By the time they arrived, we already washed up and had our breakfast.
First stop: Chateau de Versailles, home to the royalties, such as King Louis XIV. Palaces back then were huge right? This too. And I haven't included the gardens. That could easily add up to a few hundred acres! Too bad the Versailles had been destroyed, I don't know, a few times... and it had been reconstructed, so it isn't the original version, but what the heck.
Finally, an audio tour! Well, it is included in the ticket price, so we had to pay for it. I got to finally see the interior of a palace in Europe (and that was just one of it! I want more!). Beautiful arts, grand halls, big rooms... (damn I'm bad at describing stuff => bad in english). Anyway, too bad it's winter, we couldn't walk in the gardens, because there wouldn't be anything to see and we would freeze our toushies off.
We left to their house. We kinda dozed off in their car, because the journey was too long, furthurmore a highway traffic congestion: makes things even better. Took almost an hour to get there, but it was worth it. The houses there were much bigger and nicer; more spacious and reminds me of home. I got to meet the whole family: dad, mom, 2 elder sons and a daughter. The 2nd son had a girlfriend, and when she got in the house, she started greeting the dad in the western style; by that, I mean touching cheeks and doing the kissing sound, you know what I mean. She then did that to Arena (which I can figure she's used to that), and then surprisingly to me. It was my first! I'm not making such a big fuss about it, but it felt weird, cuz the most that I've done is just to shake hands when I first meet someone, and maybe the occasional hug here and there. Cheek kissing? Takes time to get used to.
Well, we were actually there to have our Christmas dinner, since it's close to that occasion, and the whole family would be going to the States for a holiday on the 24th, so they decided to make it on this very day. This was the menu: smoked salmon, escargot, cold cooked king prawns, raw oysters, goose liver pate and peaches to go with baguettes for starters; oven-cooked lamb thigh with mushroom cream sauce for the main course; mandarins, lychees and Christmas cake for dessert. For drinks, I had a cup of white wine to go with the starters, and a cup of Chinese tea to gush the whole meal down after the dessert. Really really really stuffed, just like a turkey for Christmas.
It was hard to communicate with their children (btw, they are all grown ups, all in their 20's, and fyi, the eldest son is 28), since they could only speak Teochew and French, and nothing else. However, the dinner was nice, and it felt special, cuz I could feel that Christmas spirit around.
We left at around 11pm, got back home at about 12am, talked with the family for a bit, then slept.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Parisian holiday (Part 1) ~ My journal
Tuesday 19/12/2006
I woke up at around 7am to get tidied up on time for the bus at 10. Aren't I crazy? By the time I got to the bus stop (which is at Cannon Park, a small shopping mall near our Uni with our favourite Tesco supermarket), I had to wait for the bus to arrive for almost 1 hour. Stupid me. Thank God I've got my iPod to company me. The bus finally came, and we left Coventry. The driver was really funny and sarcastic while making journey beginning and end announcements, so the journey wasn't that bad.
Got to London at 12.30pm. Early? Yes. Realised I had to carry a big, heavy backpack, so I can't walk around too much. What a waste of time! I spent my time waiting for my friend, Arena, in KFC reading "Paris" (a travel guide I borrowed from another friend) and having lunch.
Arena arrived at 3+, but she asked me to go Oxford Circus to wait for her, since I could kill my time walking around the shops there. So I left. Due to the much too heavy backpack, and the cold weather, I couldn't walk much. I decided to wait in Niketown like an idiot till she arrived around 5pm. I followed her around, but we ended up in Cafe Nero, and stayed there until 9pm. Left for Waterloo station, but had McDonalds dinner before that (a day of fast food, don't you think?)
Waterloo station was REALLY cold. We found a waiting room, but there was a flight of stairs leading down to the ladies, which smelt bad. Stupid security people asked us to leave at 1.30am when we were already feeling comfortable. We head down to the Eurostar station to wait, since we were only then informed that the station was still opened for us to wait. Sometime in the middle of the night, both of us had to pee, and stupid ruling of having opening times for PUBLIC toilets made us really mad. Thank God I am a guy, so I could relieve myself somewhere outside. We were already getting really tired and sleepy, and it suddenly became so cold in the morning. Before we went through the ticket gates, I bought a hot chocolate to warm myself up.
I didn't expect Eurostar to be SO crowded at such a time, 5am! After going through the ticket gates was the immigration. Much of this was easy, but I was in a queue where an African lady was stuck, so that took time for me to switch lanes, as the other lane was also busy at the time. The train was nice and comfortable. Thing is, the lights were on all the time, and the lights weren't the soft ones: they were really huge and bright from the sides. Crazy people, don't know how to design a good train. Haha..
Wednesday 20/12/2006
Arrival to Paris! We were greeted by Arena's uncle, and brought back to their home. He made us some noodles for breakfast, which was good, since he works as a chef. (You can already expect the niceness of the upcoming food he would be preparing for us). We waited for his children to come back from college and school (a son and a daughter) while we tidied up and rested from the long journey.
His son brought us out for a walk around Paris, an introduction. We visited La Fayette and La Printemps (both popular shopping complexes, famous for the brands they contain, and the internal modern architecture). We decided to go Eiffel Tower (La Tour Eiffel) after that. We took the Metro, and walked. Dear him, he didn't like going to these places, so he was really sure about how we could get there, though he knows roughly which stations we should go. Anyway, the Eiffel was quite difficult to find, but when we got there, it was amazing to be seeing the famous Eiffel Tower stand right before me, standing at 324m (calculated with the flag pole). The whole structure was huge! The whole time hearing about it, it was finally THE time to see it in person. However, a tower is JUST a tower. So nothing much could be done there, except for going up the tower, which costs 4.50 - 11 Euros, depending on which floor you want to go, which wasn't worth it. So we headed off for the famous Arc de Triomphe (Arch of Triumph), which also stands facing Champs Elysees, a road where big brands, especially Louis Vuitton, stands. He wanted to get something in a shop called "Celio", which apparently sells only men's apparels. It was cold on that day as well, so I told myself that I had to get another pair of gloves, since I lost it long ago last year. He had a student card, so I grabbed the oppurtunity to get a small discount as well.
As it was getting late, we head back home, and found ourselves dinner already prepared (the father had to work during the afternoon and the night, so he cooked when he went back for a rest). It was a vegetables hot-pot (otherwise known as steamboat). Difference is, he already cooked it, so it was sort of like a vege soup already. But other than that, it was really nice. It felt like I was already in Malaysia, getting good food all the time. The mother (who was MUCH friendlier than the others) bought us some kuihs for our desert (HEAVEN!!). We all chat a bit (among the mom, Arena and me), and we had to sleep earlier, since we didn't have much sleep the night before.
To be continued...
I woke up at around 7am to get tidied up on time for the bus at 10. Aren't I crazy? By the time I got to the bus stop (which is at Cannon Park, a small shopping mall near our Uni with our favourite Tesco supermarket), I had to wait for the bus to arrive for almost 1 hour. Stupid me. Thank God I've got my iPod to company me. The bus finally came, and we left Coventry. The driver was really funny and sarcastic while making journey beginning and end announcements, so the journey wasn't that bad.
Got to London at 12.30pm. Early? Yes. Realised I had to carry a big, heavy backpack, so I can't walk around too much. What a waste of time! I spent my time waiting for my friend, Arena, in KFC reading "Paris" (a travel guide I borrowed from another friend) and having lunch.
Arena arrived at 3+, but she asked me to go Oxford Circus to wait for her, since I could kill my time walking around the shops there. So I left. Due to the much too heavy backpack, and the cold weather, I couldn't walk much. I decided to wait in Niketown like an idiot till she arrived around 5pm. I followed her around, but we ended up in Cafe Nero, and stayed there until 9pm. Left for Waterloo station, but had McDonalds dinner before that (a day of fast food, don't you think?)
Waterloo station was REALLY cold. We found a waiting room, but there was a flight of stairs leading down to the ladies, which smelt bad. Stupid security people asked us to leave at 1.30am when we were already feeling comfortable. We head down to the Eurostar station to wait, since we were only then informed that the station was still opened for us to wait. Sometime in the middle of the night, both of us had to pee, and stupid ruling of having opening times for PUBLIC toilets made us really mad. Thank God I am a guy, so I could relieve myself somewhere outside. We were already getting really tired and sleepy, and it suddenly became so cold in the morning. Before we went through the ticket gates, I bought a hot chocolate to warm myself up.
I didn't expect Eurostar to be SO crowded at such a time, 5am! After going through the ticket gates was the immigration. Much of this was easy, but I was in a queue where an African lady was stuck, so that took time for me to switch lanes, as the other lane was also busy at the time. The train was nice and comfortable. Thing is, the lights were on all the time, and the lights weren't the soft ones: they were really huge and bright from the sides. Crazy people, don't know how to design a good train. Haha..
Wednesday 20/12/2006
Arrival to Paris! We were greeted by Arena's uncle, and brought back to their home. He made us some noodles for breakfast, which was good, since he works as a chef. (You can already expect the niceness of the upcoming food he would be preparing for us). We waited for his children to come back from college and school (a son and a daughter) while we tidied up and rested from the long journey.
His son brought us out for a walk around Paris, an introduction. We visited La Fayette and La Printemps (both popular shopping complexes, famous for the brands they contain, and the internal modern architecture). We decided to go Eiffel Tower (La Tour Eiffel) after that. We took the Metro, and walked. Dear him, he didn't like going to these places, so he was really sure about how we could get there, though he knows roughly which stations we should go. Anyway, the Eiffel was quite difficult to find, but when we got there, it was amazing to be seeing the famous Eiffel Tower stand right before me, standing at 324m (calculated with the flag pole). The whole structure was huge! The whole time hearing about it, it was finally THE time to see it in person. However, a tower is JUST a tower. So nothing much could be done there, except for going up the tower, which costs 4.50 - 11 Euros, depending on which floor you want to go, which wasn't worth it. So we headed off for the famous Arc de Triomphe (Arch of Triumph), which also stands facing Champs Elysees, a road where big brands, especially Louis Vuitton, stands. He wanted to get something in a shop called "Celio", which apparently sells only men's apparels. It was cold on that day as well, so I told myself that I had to get another pair of gloves, since I lost it long ago last year. He had a student card, so I grabbed the oppurtunity to get a small discount as well.
As it was getting late, we head back home, and found ourselves dinner already prepared (the father had to work during the afternoon and the night, so he cooked when he went back for a rest). It was a vegetables hot-pot (otherwise known as steamboat). Difference is, he already cooked it, so it was sort of like a vege soup already. But other than that, it was really nice. It felt like I was already in Malaysia, getting good food all the time. The mother (who was MUCH friendlier than the others) bought us some kuihs for our desert (HEAVEN!!). We all chat a bit (among the mom, Arena and me), and we had to sleep earlier, since we didn't have much sleep the night before.
To be continued...
Monday, December 11, 2006
Rather sad (and depressing) holidays
I finally finished watching the series I mentioned a few posts ago. Although the ending wasn't at all what I expected it to be, but it was interesting enough. Just because of that, I am crying out for more!
Holidays has indeed started for me, and I'm already starting to feel dead bored. And the final week of the term filled with tests and assignments? I've already did bad for 2 of them (well, make that 3 if you would count a quiz that I decided not to attend). I'm not feeling that bad because of this, but something that I can't figure out what it is, or because it always happens to me after watching a tv series which makes you think and think even harder, and all the what-if's.
Maybe it's the homesick feeling (which I haven't had this feeling since the beginning of the term till now), or the feeling of loneliness (yes, since it's not nice to not have your family right by your side, AND the fact that I have been single since I was born), or just PMS (which I think, if this the answer, started a few days back, wait, make that yesterday).
My housemate went back home today, which makes 3 of us left in the house. I've got another module to study for the exam on the first week of next term. It worries me, since I've not been attending any of the lectures last term, and now I have to read notes from the beginning to the end, trying to understand what the hell is going on (or what HAD been going on, rather). When my friend/housemate reminded me that it's actually one more week to the day I leave for Paris, that worried me even more. Wait, is it because of all the worries I'm having now? Maybe that can explain my PMS. ;-)
Last night, I managed to (finally) unpack my luggage and transfer everything into my wardrobe. Now my room looks so much tidier, left alone my desk, which still is a mess (and I don't even bother cleaning it up, since I've been using the laptop on my metal chair with a thin CUSHION while sitting (or lying) on my bed. So it's for certain it's much more comfortable on the bed than my lovely chair. :)
Almost forgot. Last night (as well), we had a house dinner (a dinner for all tenants of this house), and my british housemate bought us a lovely box of chocolates from Thorntons (that's luxury indirectly spelt out). They had it wrapped really nicely in red paper and a dark red ribbon with a christmas tree hanging from it. Me and Shan decided to take a picture of it before we ripped it apart (haha.. thank God we didn't in the end).
Holidays has indeed started for me, and I'm already starting to feel dead bored. And the final week of the term filled with tests and assignments? I've already did bad for 2 of them (well, make that 3 if you would count a quiz that I decided not to attend). I'm not feeling that bad because of this, but something that I can't figure out what it is, or because it always happens to me after watching a tv series which makes you think and think even harder, and all the what-if's.
Maybe it's the homesick feeling (which I haven't had this feeling since the beginning of the term till now), or the feeling of loneliness (yes, since it's not nice to not have your family right by your side, AND the fact that I have been single since I was born), or just PMS (which I think, if this the answer, started a few days back, wait, make that yesterday).
My housemate went back home today, which makes 3 of us left in the house. I've got another module to study for the exam on the first week of next term. It worries me, since I've not been attending any of the lectures last term, and now I have to read notes from the beginning to the end, trying to understand what the hell is going on (or what HAD been going on, rather). When my friend/housemate reminded me that it's actually one more week to the day I leave for Paris, that worried me even more. Wait, is it because of all the worries I'm having now? Maybe that can explain my PMS. ;-)
Last night, I managed to (finally) unpack my luggage and transfer everything into my wardrobe. Now my room looks so much tidier, left alone my desk, which still is a mess (and I don't even bother cleaning it up, since I've been using the laptop on my metal chair with a thin CUSHION while sitting (or lying) on my bed. So it's for certain it's much more comfortable on the bed than my lovely chair. :)
Almost forgot. Last night (as well), we had a house dinner (a dinner for all tenants of this house), and my british housemate bought us a lovely box of chocolates from Thorntons (that's luxury indirectly spelt out). They had it wrapped really nicely in red paper and a dark red ribbon with a christmas tree hanging from it. Me and Shan decided to take a picture of it before we ripped it apart (haha.. thank God we didn't in the end).
Friday, December 01, 2006
Bananas everywhere!!
I can't help thinking about the time when I was chatting with my pet sis over MSN Messenger, and it started when I was talking to her about the thought of getting an iPod. It was in the afternoon (here), and it was after my lunch, so I decided to get a banana to chew on. After that, we started talking like this:
Pinky&theBrain: woi wankin there is it
αLεχ:. :was downstairs la
αLεχ:. :now eating banana...
αLεχ:. :hahaha
αLεχ:. :so kinda similar to wanking...
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
Pinky&theBrain: eeeyerrr....... i tot u wankin......... eating somemoree.........
Pinky&theBrain: ehhh
Pinky&theBrain: the banana there damn big rite
Pinky&theBrain: i mean the uk bananas
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
αLεχ:. :u have no idea how much im laughing now
αLεχ:. :HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
Pinky&theBrain: yah lah.like askin whether ur banana big or not..... hahahahaha...
αLεχ:. :NO LA
αLεχ:. :the UK bananas........
αLεχ:. :HAHAHAHAHA
αLεχ:. :AS IF I KNOW
αLεχ:. :HAHAHAHA
Pinky&theBrain: im laughin also lah..........
Pinky&theBrain: HAHAHAHHAA
Pinky&theBrain: stupid lah you.. hahahahhahaa
αLεχ:. :U LA!!
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
αLεχ:. :HAHA... they have big and small bananas as well la....
αLεχ:. :but the big ones are really big...
αLεχ:. :hahaha
Pinky&theBrain: bigger than malaysia right
αLεχ:. :ya....
Pinky&theBrain: aiyor...sound funny lah....
αLεχ:. :thats for certain...
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
Pinky&theBrain: that means bigger than yours ah... ??? HAHAHAHHAHA
αLεχ:. :WTF!
αLεχ:. :hahahaha....
So after a while of talking back about iPods (and other things), we continued:
Pinky&theBrain: eh u buy frm japan damn CHEAP man
Pinky&theBrain: u know they sell nano there for RM900 only.....
αLεχ:. :really?
αLεχ:. :how to buy?
Pinky&theBrain: my *friend* is there whatt
Pinky&theBrain: hahahhahaa
Pinky&theBrain: u 4got ledi meh...i got japan banana there mah....hahaha
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
αLεχ:. :so how big are the bananas there???
αLεχ:. :hahahahahaha
Pinky&theBrain: not bad lehh...quite big wor.... can fight with malaysians... hehe
*Edited to fit the blog and to prevent any confidential information(s) to be released to the public =)
Pinky&theBrain: woi wankin there is it
αLεχ:. :was downstairs la
αLεχ:. :now eating banana...
αLεχ:. :hahaha
αLεχ:. :so kinda similar to wanking...
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
Pinky&theBrain: eeeyerrr....... i tot u wankin......... eating somemoree.........
Pinky&theBrain: ehhh
Pinky&theBrain: the banana there damn big rite
Pinky&theBrain: i mean the uk bananas
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
αLεχ:. :u have no idea how much im laughing now
αLεχ:. :HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
Pinky&theBrain: yah lah.like askin whether ur banana big or not..... hahahahaha...
αLεχ:. :NO LA
αLεχ:. :the UK bananas........
αLεχ:. :HAHAHAHAHA
αLεχ:. :AS IF I KNOW
αLεχ:. :HAHAHAHA
Pinky&theBrain: im laughin also lah..........
Pinky&theBrain: HAHAHAHHAA
Pinky&theBrain: stupid lah you.. hahahahhahaa
αLεχ:. :U LA!!
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
αLεχ:. :HAHA... they have big and small bananas as well la....
αLεχ:. :but the big ones are really big...
αLεχ:. :hahaha
Pinky&theBrain: bigger than malaysia right
αLεχ:. :ya....
Pinky&theBrain: aiyor...sound funny lah....
αLεχ:. :thats for certain...
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
Pinky&theBrain: that means bigger than yours ah... ??? HAHAHAHHAHA
αLεχ:. :WTF!
αLεχ:. :hahahaha....
So after a while of talking back about iPods (and other things), we continued:
Pinky&theBrain: eh u buy frm japan damn CHEAP man
Pinky&theBrain: u know they sell nano there for RM900 only.....
αLεχ:. :really?
αLεχ:. :how to buy?
Pinky&theBrain: my *friend* is there whatt
Pinky&theBrain: hahahhahaa
Pinky&theBrain: u 4got ledi meh...i got japan banana there mah....hahaha
αLεχ:. :HAHAHA
αLεχ:. :so how big are the bananas there???
αLεχ:. :hahahahahaha
Pinky&theBrain: not bad lehh...quite big wor.... can fight with malaysians... hehe
*Edited to fit the blog and to prevent any confidential information(s) to be released to the public =)
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Presents under the Christmas Tree
The Christmas season has come, and tis' the season to be jolly (-good, indeed). I'm, as usual, in my sleepy state, and I have still pushed myself to blog about something, since I've got nothing to do online, so I've decided to write something.
It's a bit too early to say that, but it has already bestowed upon me. I can't help it.
I've got an urge to buy something these days. Believe it or not. It's an iPod. Not just an iPod Nano, or iPod shuffle, but iPod video (damn, the name itself is so hard to type). Some of you know that I have already got a MP3 player with me from Sony, and I've still got the urge to get another godamn MP3 player. Still, I've laid my eyes and hands on it.
It's a 5G iPod, and I purchased it with a click of a button on the 23rd of November *hint hint*. Almost a month away to Christmas. Early isn't it? Haha... Most certainly I didn't buy it because I wanted a Christmas present. I wanted it because I liked it (~1), I'm able to keep all my songs on my laptop in one go, and not to mention some videos too (~2), and the fact that so many people around me have one, which pushed me even further to the point of no return (~3).
It arrived in the early hours of the morning (poor James), and picked up (by me, of course) at about noon (yes, yesterday was a long night). You can't imagine how happy I was, but too bad, my wallet was much emptier. However, the presence of an iPod in my pod (sorry for the pun) has been very comforting ever since this morning (ahem.. afternoon). Believe it or not, I'm listening to my songs on it instead of listening to them on the laptop now. I'm SUCH a weirdo.
Off to dreamland with my deary Pod. ;-)
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Queer coincidence
I've been on a drama series frenzy recently, considering I've got a load of work on my desk waiting for me to be done. Don't worry (as if anyone is). I've wasted my weekend reading, and watching my friends leave the house to have fun (on both days!) while I locked myself up in my room.
You'd so freak out when I tell you what I've been watching; and believe me, it isn't anything you'd been expecting. Well, maybe it's not that surprising, since I've been watching Desperate Housewives. Funny. Go figure (Hint: has to do with the title).
It's been a wake-up call. Think about how Malaysia has been (and will always be) so conservative. Everybody should have their rights in believing who they are, and respecting each other for that. For a fact, I shouldn't only just reflect that on Malaysia, but to other countries. Even though there are people who are 'different', they are still human. They have the six senses like we do, a pair of arms, legs, and a body. We use our hands to do many things imaginable (go figure), and a pair of feet to walk and run. I, for one, have been very open with a lot of things around me. You can possibly call me an amoeba, for all I care. I admit it.
I'm not saying this because I'm one myself, but after watching the drama, and understanding how people think, it's hard not to notice. Well, after much verbal "abuse" I've got in high school (fellow high school friends, I'm sure you still remember), I made myself aware, and brave: Brave to voice out my opinions and suggestions.
Enough of that. Today, I've been to an interview with the Malaysian Soc president (such irony, though forgiven and forgotten), for a post as a Marketing Director for their famous Malaysian Night. Big crap for saying being brave for voicing my opinions. I still trembled during interviews, and as a (learning) professional performer, this is STILL a problem for me. Gosh. When will I ever learn?
Speaking of which, I always have to write blogs when I'm half dead. I apologise for making this so brief (if you think it isn't, think again, you have NO idea how much I wanna write). More importantly, I've been bleeding my nose, so I think I've gotta rest SOONER or LATER. Oh well, see you again soon, if ever you see me breathing in the daylights of Man. *smiles*
Te-ra!
You'd so freak out when I tell you what I've been watching; and believe me, it isn't anything you'd been expecting. Well, maybe it's not that surprising, since I've been watching Desperate Housewives. Funny. Go figure (Hint: has to do with the title).
It's been a wake-up call. Think about how Malaysia has been (and will always be) so conservative. Everybody should have their rights in believing who they are, and respecting each other for that. For a fact, I shouldn't only just reflect that on Malaysia, but to other countries. Even though there are people who are 'different', they are still human. They have the six senses like we do, a pair of arms, legs, and a body. We use our hands to do many things imaginable (go figure), and a pair of feet to walk and run. I, for one, have been very open with a lot of things around me. You can possibly call me an amoeba, for all I care. I admit it.
I'm not saying this because I'm one myself, but after watching the drama, and understanding how people think, it's hard not to notice. Well, after much verbal "abuse" I've got in high school (fellow high school friends, I'm sure you still remember), I made myself aware, and brave: Brave to voice out my opinions and suggestions.
Enough of that. Today, I've been to an interview with the Malaysian Soc president (such irony, though forgiven and forgotten), for a post as a Marketing Director for their famous Malaysian Night. Big crap for saying being brave for voicing my opinions. I still trembled during interviews, and as a (learning) professional performer, this is STILL a problem for me. Gosh. When will I ever learn?
Speaking of which, I always have to write blogs when I'm half dead. I apologise for making this so brief (if you think it isn't, think again, you have NO idea how much I wanna write). More importantly, I've been bleeding my nose, so I think I've gotta rest SOONER or LATER. Oh well, see you again soon, if ever you see me breathing in the daylights of Man. *smiles*
Te-ra!
Monday, November 06, 2006
Birmingham, I love you!
I'm being crazy again. Well, it's a treat for you guys this time. I've took some pictures with my K800i to share (yes, I'm showing off too, haha).
Took this picture while doing my shopping for clothes. It's a church, which i took the right from the bottom facing up. Nice eh? And my housemate had to say it's not nice. TASTELESS! Hahaha....
Speaking of clothes, I ended up shopping mostly for chinese food in Chinatown. That means, I didn't get anything! Well, if not for my housemate who suggested to look in Gap again at the really nice coat (which costs GBP88, but he still bought it, and is feeling guilty for using so much money, hehe). While trying other coats on, I tried on a really really nice brown suit-looking coat which fits me SO well, but it costs GBP78, and it isn't warm enough, so I didn't buy it. Next to the rack was a show of nice jumpers (is that what they call it?). This jumper was the lucky one who got picked and, at least, I got to spend on something after paying for a trip to Birm. (That basically means I wanted my trip to Birm to be worth my train ticket, damn the price).
Since I'm already showing pictures, I'd might as well show you a my nice cheap brown coat that I bought last year which costs GBP15 (it was on sale in Debenhams!). Nice huh??
Took this picture while doing my shopping for clothes. It's a church, which i took the right from the bottom facing up. Nice eh? And my housemate had to say it's not nice. TASTELESS! Hahaha....
Speaking of clothes, I ended up shopping mostly for chinese food in Chinatown. That means, I didn't get anything! Well, if not for my housemate who suggested to look in Gap again at the really nice coat (which costs GBP88, but he still bought it, and is feeling guilty for using so much money, hehe). While trying other coats on, I tried on a really really nice brown suit-looking coat which fits me SO well, but it costs GBP78, and it isn't warm enough, so I didn't buy it. Next to the rack was a show of nice jumpers (is that what they call it?). This jumper was the lucky one who got picked and, at least, I got to spend on something after paying for a trip to Birm. (That basically means I wanted my trip to Birm to be worth my train ticket, damn the price).
Since I'm already showing pictures, I'd might as well show you a my nice cheap brown coat that I bought last year which costs GBP15 (it was on sale in Debenhams!). Nice huh??
Sunday, November 05, 2006
God made us different
And I'm very sure what I'm about to say has totally no link with my title of the day. Something is definitely wrong with me.
Woke up early today, but feeling much refreshed after enough sleep. I was invited to a badminton session, so being the nice me, I got ready for it. For once after such a long period since I came back to the UK, I finally got to exercise (yes, after 5 weeks.. wonder how I managed it).
The past week had been pure hell. I had to go through one of the most irritating tests which is almost equivalent to AAA (Application in Algebra and Analysis), which now is Mathematical Methods. Why is it irritating? Imagine doing a pure maths paper, obviously now being more difficult that high school stuff, in a time limit of 1 hour instead of the usual, maybe, 2 hours.
Not to forget my notebook, which I first thought I lost it. It contains most of my to-do lists and well, homework and research-to-be-done stuff. It's gonna be dreadful losing it, since it is quite important, AND it is a notebook that I found in Kinokuniya which appealed me quite a lot (which means it's a really nice notebook for a fact, in my opinion). With much worrying and depression overwhelming me, I decided to set off for a expedition hunt for my precious notebook, while not giving up on searching my room again. To my surprise, it was buried among my humongous books lined up on my top shelf right next to my table. What a waste of time. Stupid notebook.
This is wearing me out. I had better go back to bed. I've a long day tomorrow. Going to Birm!
Woke up early today, but feeling much refreshed after enough sleep. I was invited to a badminton session, so being the nice me, I got ready for it. For once after such a long period since I came back to the UK, I finally got to exercise (yes, after 5 weeks.. wonder how I managed it).
The past week had been pure hell. I had to go through one of the most irritating tests which is almost equivalent to AAA (Application in Algebra and Analysis), which now is Mathematical Methods. Why is it irritating? Imagine doing a pure maths paper, obviously now being more difficult that high school stuff, in a time limit of 1 hour instead of the usual, maybe, 2 hours.
Not to forget my notebook, which I first thought I lost it. It contains most of my to-do lists and well, homework and research-to-be-done stuff. It's gonna be dreadful losing it, since it is quite important, AND it is a notebook that I found in Kinokuniya which appealed me quite a lot (which means it's a really nice notebook for a fact, in my opinion). With much worrying and depression overwhelming me, I decided to set off for a expedition hunt for my precious notebook, while not giving up on searching my room again. To my surprise, it was buried among my humongous books lined up on my top shelf right next to my table. What a waste of time. Stupid notebook.
This is wearing me out. I had better go back to bed. I've a long day tomorrow. Going to Birm!
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Long Vacation
Funny. It's already really ironic to write that as the title of this post. You've heard of the Japanese drama "Long Vacation", right? I've just finished watching the whole series, all burnt out and saved into my portable hard disk from my friend's vcd box.
The story evolves mostly on a guy whose profession is a pianist, and a gal who is a (retired) model, and their (long-winded) love story. I'm sure it's too late to write up on the story, since this drama had been out LONG time ago, and I'm sure some of you's have already watched it. It's nice to watch especially when they have the piano songs played during certain parts of the show, and great to watch good-looking actors and actresses as well. Haha...
The irony for me is the relevance of HIS life and my life. Yes, the "long vacation" refers to the period of hibernation last year (from Jan 05 to Sept 05), and the series of (unfortunate) events that happened to me. Moreover, the show was like having my life acted in a drama (how flattering is that?). Well, to cut things short, people who have been reading my blog would know what I'm talking about.
Well ANYWAY, I've been doing fine here in UK. The life here is much better than last year, in terms of the course (that's for sure), the housing, and social life. So, don't cry for me Argentina. I'm doing good here. Just be sure to constantly visit my blog and drop me a msg in MSN sometime soon! ;)
The story evolves mostly on a guy whose profession is a pianist, and a gal who is a (retired) model, and their (long-winded) love story. I'm sure it's too late to write up on the story, since this drama had been out LONG time ago, and I'm sure some of you's have already watched it. It's nice to watch especially when they have the piano songs played during certain parts of the show, and great to watch good-looking actors and actresses as well. Haha...
The irony for me is the relevance of HIS life and my life. Yes, the "long vacation" refers to the period of hibernation last year (from Jan 05 to Sept 05), and the series of (unfortunate) events that happened to me. Moreover, the show was like having my life acted in a drama (how flattering is that?). Well, to cut things short, people who have been reading my blog would know what I'm talking about.
Well ANYWAY, I've been doing fine here in UK. The life here is much better than last year, in terms of the course (that's for sure), the housing, and social life. So, don't cry for me Argentina. I'm doing good here. Just be sure to constantly visit my blog and drop me a msg in MSN sometime soon! ;)
Monday, September 25, 2006
Consecutive fun
On a bright saturday morning, the sun shone its glorious light. The half dead city woke up from its slumber, and some readily start their day toiling away for a few hours. What a dread.
Haha... enough of that crap. Yep, I woke up. Time to get ready for a Malacca trip. Exciting huh? Not really. It's the smallest (well-known) town in Malaysia. I might have got my facts wrong, but it is indeed small. I have no idea why we're going there (well, for a start, it was my mom's friend who introduced me to my job, blah blah blah, yeah, that crap, who told us to go visit his factory).
Guess what? I was really wrong. It had been SUCH a long time since I've been there. As I can recall (but not clearly), I haven't been there for more than 10 years. See how many places my family likes to take me? Zilch, Zero, None. Oh well.
And for such a long time, I haven't been dazzled this much throughout my teenage life. The place is full of heritage and history: a really beautiful place. I've got a chance to visit St John's Fort, St Paul's (church, I think -- one of the most famous landmarks in Malacca), and 'Holland street' (well, that's what my family calls it in chinese, and till now, I have no idea what that street is really called). I got to try out their famous 'ikan bakar' and other seafood, and their Nyonya food. Really good food!
Anyway, I went to a museum, Cheng He Museum, to understand how important this Chinese eunuch-became-admiral is. He's impressive though, so if you wanna know more about him, go google it yourself. Haha...
Straight after that, we got back in KL at around 5pm, and I've already got a date with my music school friends. Supposed to celebrate my music teacher's birthday today. So we went out for dinner in Leisure Mall at Vietnamese Kitchen. This place is really good. Watched Miami Vice too after that. Violent, yet cool. A few of my good friends (all younger than me, oh well...) :
* Note: The one in pink, ie, the guy on the FAR left is not someone I know. And I repeat, he's the girl in red shirt's boyfriend, and frankly, I do not know her that well as well. =P
Haha... enough of that crap. Yep, I woke up. Time to get ready for a Malacca trip. Exciting huh? Not really. It's the smallest (well-known) town in Malaysia. I might have got my facts wrong, but it is indeed small. I have no idea why we're going there (well, for a start, it was my mom's friend who introduced me to my job, blah blah blah, yeah, that crap, who told us to go visit his factory).
Guess what? I was really wrong. It had been SUCH a long time since I've been there. As I can recall (but not clearly), I haven't been there for more than 10 years. See how many places my family likes to take me? Zilch, Zero, None. Oh well.
And for such a long time, I haven't been dazzled this much throughout my teenage life. The place is full of heritage and history: a really beautiful place. I've got a chance to visit St John's Fort, St Paul's (church, I think -- one of the most famous landmarks in Malacca), and 'Holland street' (well, that's what my family calls it in chinese, and till now, I have no idea what that street is really called). I got to try out their famous 'ikan bakar' and other seafood, and their Nyonya food. Really good food!
Anyway, I went to a museum, Cheng He Museum, to understand how important this Chinese eunuch-became-admiral is. He's impressive though, so if you wanna know more about him, go google it yourself. Haha...
Straight after that, we got back in KL at around 5pm, and I've already got a date with my music school friends. Supposed to celebrate my music teacher's birthday today. So we went out for dinner in Leisure Mall at Vietnamese Kitchen. This place is really good. Watched Miami Vice too after that. Violent, yet cool. A few of my good friends (all younger than me, oh well...) :
* Note: The one in pink, ie, the guy on the FAR left is not someone I know. And I repeat, he's the girl in red shirt's boyfriend, and frankly, I do not know her that well as well. =P
Monday, September 18, 2006
Updates galore!
Phew! The feeling of NOT writing my blog for such a long time is such a relieve! Picturing the busy me trying to fit in some time to write something is not something I would love to do. Since I've told you that I have been working, helping out for the concert, etc etc... I'll just let you know the results aight?
2/9/06
The day when all of us finally got to show to the audiences (the meesly parents and friends) what we've prepared for 2 months. And frankly, that's a really short time. The concerts I've helped out were usually spread out over a period of at least 4 months. This time, everything was done in a rush, though we tried our best to make everything up to standard.
We were all up for the busy day ahead. I got to my music school early in the morning to help move those necessities over to the concert hall. We had our share of work, ran here, moved there. Many of them were ready to help, I mean, those who I have worked with and taught. I was happy about that. At least I didn't have that big of a burden to carry throughout the concert.
At 2pm, all performers have to be there. They started filling in slowly, though most of them were there within 30 mins. We were able to rehearse, and got everything into place.
At 4pm was the actual concert. the programme went well, with a few slips and mistakes here and there, it wasn't that big of a deal. The concert was considered a success. That was good news. Not to forget our "Mamak Stall" which has never been finished practising, was presented well, in a way that it was interesting and hilarious (that's an overstatement). Our finale, 传灯, a Chinese song, was done QUITE well, but when it came to having fun, we had our share of fun. Since it came after "Mamak Stall", we used back our "instruments" to create matching beats for that song. So much fun....
Overall, even with the help, I was really, really stressed, although I felt nothing. I guess most of them came from the worries of the outcomes. I have to thank certain people like Zhen Kang, Chee Kwai, Vincent, Kai Xin, Chee Meen, Swee Hxien, and Kelvin for doing such a great job. They were mere amateurs when it came to backstage work, but they delivered great results. I'm pleased. For the first time, I have to admit, of all the concerts I have organised, this one, though it wasn't as good as the others, was the best that I've ever experienced, in a way that I had 70% control of the backstage (hehe), and one which I had the most fun in. Thanks again. I won't forget this concert! ;)
2/9/06
The day when all of us finally got to show to the audiences (the meesly parents and friends) what we've prepared for 2 months. And frankly, that's a really short time. The concerts I've helped out were usually spread out over a period of at least 4 months. This time, everything was done in a rush, though we tried our best to make everything up to standard.
We were all up for the busy day ahead. I got to my music school early in the morning to help move those necessities over to the concert hall. We had our share of work, ran here, moved there. Many of them were ready to help, I mean, those who I have worked with and taught. I was happy about that. At least I didn't have that big of a burden to carry throughout the concert.
At 2pm, all performers have to be there. They started filling in slowly, though most of them were there within 30 mins. We were able to rehearse, and got everything into place.
At 4pm was the actual concert. the programme went well, with a few slips and mistakes here and there, it wasn't that big of a deal. The concert was considered a success. That was good news. Not to forget our "Mamak Stall" which has never been finished practising, was presented well, in a way that it was interesting and hilarious (that's an overstatement). Our finale, 传灯, a Chinese song, was done QUITE well, but when it came to having fun, we had our share of fun. Since it came after "Mamak Stall", we used back our "instruments" to create matching beats for that song. So much fun....
Overall, even with the help, I was really, really stressed, although I felt nothing. I guess most of them came from the worries of the outcomes. I have to thank certain people like Zhen Kang, Chee Kwai, Vincent, Kai Xin, Chee Meen, Swee Hxien, and Kelvin for doing such a great job. They were mere amateurs when it came to backstage work, but they delivered great results. I'm pleased. For the first time, I have to admit, of all the concerts I have organised, this one, though it wasn't as good as the others, was the best that I've ever experienced, in a way that I had 70% control of the backstage (hehe), and one which I had the most fun in. Thanks again. I won't forget this concert! ;)
(Sinfonia's 3rd Annual Concert)
11/9/06
I woke up feeling terrible. I decided to to sleep longer, since I knew I was ill. Never did I know I was gonna experience a bad time. One hour later, I couldn't take the weird feeling anymore, so I woke up finally. It felt as though there were a lot of 'air' in my tummy. First thing I did was to rush into the toilet... Well, it lasted for almost 20 mins, I suppose.
Not long later, I came down, trying to keep my contents of the stomach IN my stomach. I couldn't take it, so I really had to vomit. Yes, the most dreaded thing of my life: vomitting.
Times in the toilet cleansing my intestines: 2
Times in the toilet dropping tears with a running nose trying to get stuff out from mouth: 3
I gave up. I HAD to see the doctor. I went to see the doctor by MYSELF, and spent RM35 on MY own. Sad, isn't it?
Anyway, I recovered the next day, but feeling quite nauseous. Life goes on, right?
16/9/06
A saturday. Isn't it supposed to be a day for young people like us to stay at home and rest OR go out to have fun with friends or family? Too bad. I was stuck with helping out a company dinner event. It's work for me, and no fun.
It's funny how little I have to do, what I'm in charge, and I too have to go over at a time like the others, 10am. And guess what. I didn't plan to go back to shower and change either. I had to stay there till 11pm. So that's... 1,2,3... right, 13 hours. Oh deary. Well, at least I got to learn how to make boxes and set up the projector. What else? Hmmm... I guess that's about it. A COMPLETE WASTE OF TIME! Damn. I regret not taking my MP3 player along.
The dinner was rubbish as well. Well, it was successful, just that the emcee was as rubbish as one 'colleague' (the thought that he's a colleague is already creeping me) of mine. The food was alright, but there were so little choices (but considering the dinner were for Malays, so it wasn't the company to blame). What I was so disgusted about was a married couple (I assume they are the suppliers) on my table of ten. For almost all of the dishes that were served (one by one), they were the first to take, and not only did that irritate me, they took quite a lot like they wanted to make it worth the money they paid (or not), AND they used their own utensils to get their food when there's utensils ready for them to use. Just down-right disgusting. Imagine 2 pigs eating from the sty. Oh, I forgot. They DID look like pigs as well. They were both really plump. I shouldn't treat them nicely, they were FAT. Haha...
Oh, but it was a treat to get picked for the lucky draw. Furthurmore it was my boss (who hired me) who picked the number. I didn't want to get on the stage, so I asked a female colleague to go get it. But since I didn't feel nice, I initially wanted to give her the gift, since the draw was a soybean maker, and I thought my mom had one already. Today I was nagged for being so 'nice'. And so, I felt 'nice' too to ask back the draw gift from my colleague. Oh well.
Back to yesterday, I came back without keys, so I was left out without a bed to lie on YET. Both my sis and my mom were out. I came back at a few mins before 12am, and waited till 12.40am to get in. At least I had the guts to climb into the house compound first. If not, I wouldn't be here telling you all these. =P
Thursday, July 27, 2006
The many priorities in life
Ever since my come back from UK, I've been through a lot of things. Well, let's start talking about things now, since I've got LOADS of time to spend at my work place on my work desk.
Let's see... I've talked about my trip to Penang, about the dance performance.. What else am I missing? Oh yes, right... OK...
The many few reasons I came back for my summer holidays is that I have to help out in my music school's concert this coming September. How exciting. No, seriously, IT IS exciting. I have not felt this excited since the last concert we've dealt with. Considering I am now able to teach small children how to sing songs, supervise some musicians in their playing, and of course, other small matters besides, like typing out a score and planning the programme, it's making me anticipate for Sundays (even though that's a day when the labour force tends to hate so much, including me, now). I like the feeling of rushing for things, having something to do, and not to be bored the whole time (like what I have to be doing now - to be bored). Looking on the bright side, it's also something that I like to do. That's what's pushing me.
Other than that, my mom's friend introduced me to this (dreaded) direct sales company which (thankfully) offered me a temporary post as a Marketing Exec (I think, well, that's what the previous owner of this table was doing). The post sounds 'superior', but not a single bit it is. Look at me (not literally, obviously), I'm spending my office hours surfing the net, checking my email, reading my book, etc etc. Looking on the bright side (again!), I'm getting paid to be bored... Not bad for a job... Haha! Well, the reason why is that the Superiors (yes, the bosses, and yes, there are 4) are all gone for a roadshow (kinda), so there isn't anyone to let me do anything, well -- yet.
Oh, one the 'thing' that I was so freakin' frustrated about for the past 2 months: my K750i has been fixed, and for a pricey fee indeed. I loaned the money from my mom, and she expects the return after I get my salary. Hopefully there's enough to spare for my personal use... Looking on the bright side (not again!), I get to use my camera phone again. It's good to have a camera phone with you, in case you need to take memorable moments back home. And for a fact that I can't even afford to buy a camera myself, I think I'll have to rely on camera phones for these few years. It's also an advantage though, to have both a phone and a camera together, instead of taking a phone AND a camera out with you. Wouldn't that be bulgy and bulky? Thank you, modern innovative technology! (That made me wonder how future devices would be like.. Haven't you ever wished you could live to see how the future looks like? Sighs... Life's too short...)
So summing it all up, I'm not that free now, but looking into details, I'm actually very free. Contradiction! (Speaking of which, I didn't do well in my first year. Sob sob... So i'm not gonna say anything about it.)
alone in new world + busy doing lotsa stuff - money to spend = Nothing! Zilch! Zero! Empty!
Let's see... I've talked about my trip to Penang, about the dance performance.. What else am I missing? Oh yes, right... OK...
The many few reasons I came back for my summer holidays is that I have to help out in my music school's concert this coming September. How exciting. No, seriously, IT IS exciting. I have not felt this excited since the last concert we've dealt with. Considering I am now able to teach small children how to sing songs, supervise some musicians in their playing, and of course, other small matters besides, like typing out a score and planning the programme, it's making me anticipate for Sundays (even though that's a day when the labour force tends to hate so much, including me, now). I like the feeling of rushing for things, having something to do, and not to be bored the whole time (like what I have to be doing now - to be bored). Looking on the bright side, it's also something that I like to do. That's what's pushing me.
Other than that, my mom's friend introduced me to this (dreaded) direct sales company which (thankfully) offered me a temporary post as a Marketing Exec (I think, well, that's what the previous owner of this table was doing). The post sounds 'superior', but not a single bit it is. Look at me (not literally, obviously), I'm spending my office hours surfing the net, checking my email, reading my book, etc etc. Looking on the bright side (again!), I'm getting paid to be bored... Not bad for a job... Haha! Well, the reason why is that the Superiors (yes, the bosses, and yes, there are 4) are all gone for a roadshow (kinda), so there isn't anyone to let me do anything, well -- yet.
Oh, one the 'thing' that I was so freakin' frustrated about for the past 2 months: my K750i has been fixed, and for a pricey fee indeed. I loaned the money from my mom, and she expects the return after I get my salary. Hopefully there's enough to spare for my personal use... Looking on the bright side (not again!), I get to use my camera phone again. It's good to have a camera phone with you, in case you need to take memorable moments back home. And for a fact that I can't even afford to buy a camera myself, I think I'll have to rely on camera phones for these few years. It's also an advantage though, to have both a phone and a camera together, instead of taking a phone AND a camera out with you. Wouldn't that be bulgy and bulky? Thank you, modern innovative technology! (That made me wonder how future devices would be like.. Haven't you ever wished you could live to see how the future looks like? Sighs... Life's too short...)
So summing it all up, I'm not that free now, but looking into details, I'm actually very free. Contradiction! (Speaking of which, I didn't do well in my first year. Sob sob... So i'm not gonna say anything about it.)
alone in new world + busy doing lotsa stuff - money to spend = Nothing! Zilch! Zero! Empty!
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Dance the night away
For a long time, I've been wanting to go to a modern dance. Don't mistake me. I mean the type where no one, without the artistic sense, will ever understand what the hell the piece means.
Well, not that I'm saying I have never been to any of these concerts. Just take it this way: As a small child, with not much appreciation of the arts, and the hyperactiveness of a small boy, he can never be able to understand nor enjoy the graceful movements, the colourful picture and the suitability of the beautiful, although modern, music.
Yep, I watched something fantastic today. For once, I got to understand the piece really well (so proud of myself at this moment.. muahaha...), and I have to say the dancers were really good as well. I liked it to an extent that I even want to learn Dance now. Oh well... Great minds have great ambitions, huh?
Well, not that I'm saying I have never been to any of these concerts. Just take it this way: As a small child, with not much appreciation of the arts, and the hyperactiveness of a small boy, he can never be able to understand nor enjoy the graceful movements, the colourful picture and the suitability of the beautiful, although modern, music.
Yep, I watched something fantastic today. For once, I got to understand the piece really well (so proud of myself at this moment.. muahaha...), and I have to say the dancers were really good as well. I liked it to an extent that I even want to learn Dance now. Oh well... Great minds have great ambitions, huh?
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
A trip to remember
It's funny, for my whole life, as a Malaysian, it's hard to believe that I haven't been to a lot of local places. Some to name are Kuantan, Sabah, Sarawak, Terengganu, and Penang. Finally, I had a chance to go to Penang, and it was an experience. Not only that, it was like a soul retreat for me. A place where I can finally find peace.
The night before, I stayed up late till 1am watching some shows I downloaded from the net, without knowing that I had to wake up at 6am next morning. I woke up groggily, somewhat blur, and started packing my already set-aside clothes into a travel bag I borrowed from my sister. Then off we go. First stop: my grandma's house, to pick up my uncle, and to leave some stuff over in her place.
For the first time, when we got to Penang, I got to see the famous Penang bridge. It was weird to NOT see thing-a-ma-bobs hanging over the bridge (like those which you usually see on other bridges), but not until the middle of the bridge, which was kinda a turn off. People say how long the bridge is, but it isn't majestic at all. That's what I mean by a turn off.
Throughout the trip around Penang, I was surprised at the places I was taken to see. Guess what? almost 80% of the time, we're in temples, CHINESE temples. We were led around by one of my uncle's colleague (don't ask me what my uncle does, neither do I know), in his 50's, on a motorcycle.
For someone like me, I have no faith in any religion, although I believe in God (that's why they call us free-thinkers). I used to pray in front of altars, everytime when I go back to my mom's hometown, and according to what I hear from my relatives, they say I pray everyday, for some reason that only I know of (but obviously forgotten). For a while then, I haven't been in any religion, thus saving, not spending, time on religion and prayers. Not that I'm complaining, but it's personal preference. Anyway, it was on the 1st day there. When I entered a part of a temple, coincidentally, a monk and a nun were chanting along to the mantras (I think), and knocking on the (thingy) on a constant beat. I found that relaxing and peaceful, suddenly feeling the wonders of God and the serenity of life. Calms the mind and soothes the soul.
Anyway, next few places were temples, so no point talking about them, but the famous ones are the Kuan Yin temple, and the Snake temple. Quite special.. Oooo... I remember. The Kuan Yin temple was still under construction, and that is to finish building the shed for the Kuan Yin Statue. They were selling roof tiles to be written with the person's name and a "zhu fu". My mom donated some money, and had my family's names written on it. I guess it means we will be blessed by Her, since we are giving her shade. Don't trust me on this though... Haha..
Well, for once, I can finally say, "I've been to Penang!" now. It was worth the visit, and the memories.
The night before, I stayed up late till 1am watching some shows I downloaded from the net, without knowing that I had to wake up at 6am next morning. I woke up groggily, somewhat blur, and started packing my already set-aside clothes into a travel bag I borrowed from my sister. Then off we go. First stop: my grandma's house, to pick up my uncle, and to leave some stuff over in her place.
For the first time, when we got to Penang, I got to see the famous Penang bridge. It was weird to NOT see thing-a-ma-bobs hanging over the bridge (like those which you usually see on other bridges), but not until the middle of the bridge, which was kinda a turn off. People say how long the bridge is, but it isn't majestic at all. That's what I mean by a turn off.
Throughout the trip around Penang, I was surprised at the places I was taken to see. Guess what? almost 80% of the time, we're in temples, CHINESE temples. We were led around by one of my uncle's colleague (don't ask me what my uncle does, neither do I know), in his 50's, on a motorcycle.
For someone like me, I have no faith in any religion, although I believe in God (that's why they call us free-thinkers). I used to pray in front of altars, everytime when I go back to my mom's hometown, and according to what I hear from my relatives, they say I pray everyday, for some reason that only I know of (but obviously forgotten). For a while then, I haven't been in any religion, thus saving, not spending, time on religion and prayers. Not that I'm complaining, but it's personal preference. Anyway, it was on the 1st day there. When I entered a part of a temple, coincidentally, a monk and a nun were chanting along to the mantras (I think), and knocking on the (thingy) on a constant beat. I found that relaxing and peaceful, suddenly feeling the wonders of God and the serenity of life. Calms the mind and soothes the soul.
Anyway, next few places were temples, so no point talking about them, but the famous ones are the Kuan Yin temple, and the Snake temple. Quite special.. Oooo... I remember. The Kuan Yin temple was still under construction, and that is to finish building the shed for the Kuan Yin Statue. They were selling roof tiles to be written with the person's name and a "zhu fu". My mom donated some money, and had my family's names written on it. I guess it means we will be blessed by Her, since we are giving her shade. Don't trust me on this though... Haha..
Well, for once, I can finally say, "I've been to Penang!" now. It was worth the visit, and the memories.
Sunday, June 18, 2006
To World Cup, or Not to World Cup?
It's been about a week since I've came back home. Almost instantly, the World Cup started. Imagine all the excitement and craze, while I stay at home trying to recover from jet lag, sleeping really early, and lazing around, while supposedly trying to look for a job and searching for new things to learn.
Since not many people are around, and thus I can deduce that there isn't enough 'labour supply' around. That's isn't funny, I know. Anyway, since nobody is around, I can't do much around in KL these days, not until my friends from the university comes back. Only then I'll be filled with things to do. Muahaha.. However, I've been stranded around my house, not doing much, but have been spending much time with my family instead, and some time with my good friend, who came back from UK the same time as I did.
Today have been an educational day. Well, other than not doing anything in the morning nor in the evening, most of the 'fortunate' events happened in the night. Yep, it's a Saturday night tonight. But don't worry, I didn't go clubbing or anything like that. If so, why could it be 'educational'? Anyway, since both my family members went out for their own events, I was left alone voluntarily, and so I decided to go to KLCC alone to get some books and to shop around by myself. I left home late, so I got there at about 8pm. First stop: Kinokuniya (the Japanese one in Isetan). I was there trying to look for a suitable Japanese Language book to self-study, but in the end, I had to get some assistance to find one. Ultimately, I had to get 3 items: one text book, one grammar and vocab book and a CD that goes with it. By the time I finally paid for, it was already 9 (don't ask me why, I have no clue how to answer that). So, due to lack of time, I walked to 2 convenience shops (and by that, I mean Watsons and Guardian) at quite a fast pace. By the time I finished, it was about 9.30pm.
I had so much trouble trying to decide whether or not to eat dinner there, or have it when I get back home (yes, I haven't had my dinner then). After much ado, I left and returned to my neighbourhood to have a bowl of prawn noodles.
Funny, I had lots more to do. If only I had the time and money... Hehe...
Since not many people are around, and thus I can deduce that there isn't enough 'labour supply' around. That's isn't funny, I know. Anyway, since nobody is around, I can't do much around in KL these days, not until my friends from the university comes back. Only then I'll be filled with things to do. Muahaha.. However, I've been stranded around my house, not doing much, but have been spending much time with my family instead, and some time with my good friend, who came back from UK the same time as I did.
Today have been an educational day. Well, other than not doing anything in the morning nor in the evening, most of the 'fortunate' events happened in the night. Yep, it's a Saturday night tonight. But don't worry, I didn't go clubbing or anything like that. If so, why could it be 'educational'? Anyway, since both my family members went out for their own events, I was left alone voluntarily, and so I decided to go to KLCC alone to get some books and to shop around by myself. I left home late, so I got there at about 8pm. First stop: Kinokuniya (the Japanese one in Isetan). I was there trying to look for a suitable Japanese Language book to self-study, but in the end, I had to get some assistance to find one. Ultimately, I had to get 3 items: one text book, one grammar and vocab book and a CD that goes with it. By the time I finally paid for, it was already 9 (don't ask me why, I have no clue how to answer that). So, due to lack of time, I walked to 2 convenience shops (and by that, I mean Watsons and Guardian) at quite a fast pace. By the time I finished, it was about 9.30pm.
I had so much trouble trying to decide whether or not to eat dinner there, or have it when I get back home (yes, I haven't had my dinner then). After much ado, I left and returned to my neighbourhood to have a bowl of prawn noodles.
Funny, I had lots more to do. If only I had the time and money... Hehe...
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Hana Yori Dango
One of the japanese dramas that I cried for. You know, I personally don't think it's that sad at all, but I don't know why it was so touching. Well, it resulted in watching the series 3 days in a row, WHILE having exams, 9 episodes long, and finishing it on a Saturday. What a great achievement. I was touched by my achievement. =P
Originally a manga, and adapted by Taiwanese production, which made the show suck, now makes a come back by the Japanese themselves, with leading roles Inoue Mao and Matsumoto Jun. It started broadcast on the 21st of October 2005, that makes this drama quite new, and that means I'm not that outdated afterall. Hehe... Well, hope I don't get my facts wrong.
What I like most while watching is when the song Planetarium, sung by Ootsuka Ai, comes out during the climax of every episode. It really brings out that feeling, and of course, with her brilliant voice and the mood of the song that she brought out really well, it touches the audience everytime. Applause!
Worth the watch again.
Originally a manga, and adapted by Taiwanese production, which made the show suck, now makes a come back by the Japanese themselves, with leading roles Inoue Mao and Matsumoto Jun. It started broadcast on the 21st of October 2005, that makes this drama quite new, and that means I'm not that outdated afterall. Hehe... Well, hope I don't get my facts wrong.
What I like most while watching is when the song Planetarium, sung by Ootsuka Ai, comes out during the climax of every episode. It really brings out that feeling, and of course, with her brilliant voice and the mood of the song that she brought out really well, it touches the audience everytime. Applause!
Worth the watch again.
Friday, May 26, 2006
Another year older
It was very surprising that people that I didn't expect, wished me a happy birthday 2 days ago. Moreover, my closest friends here even took some time to celebrate it with me after dinner unexpectedly too, together with TWO cakes and a birthday song.
As you would have guessed, I'm in the midst of my finals now, so it's a rare chance that I actually take some time off to write my blog carefreely... I slept last night for about 5 hours from 2am to 6am (due to my alarm) and woke up finally at 7am. If you think that isn't enough of sleep, you should hear about my tosses and turns on the day before my first exam, which was exactly on the day of my birthday. After my Probability exam today, I came back and slept for one hour, left for the maths building to study with my friend for the paper tomorrow, and slept againw when I came back, realising how tiring it is to start doing practice for the exam tomorrow on only one day.
How were the papers? So far, I've only sat for 2 papers, and so far, it has been alright, though admitting that both are quite hard. By tomorrow, I would have finished 2 of the 3 most difficult papers this year and the heaviest weightage on credit hours (here, we call them CATS). Just hoping that the exam tomorrow won't be that hard, so that I can do OK without having to remember the proofs and writing proofs. (hehehehe....)
Will be having dinner later. Oh, did I mention I burnt my own non-stick pot while trying to make green bean 'tong sui'? That resulted in going over to my friend's place for dinner every night now. Well, I have a reason to do so, since I wanted to finish off my food before I leave back to KL right? (yay! 11 days more!!)
Hope you guys (whoever is reading this, and as if anyone reads it, since I've never received much comments ever since) wish me luck for the exams. I'd really need it ;)
As you would have guessed, I'm in the midst of my finals now, so it's a rare chance that I actually take some time off to write my blog carefreely... I slept last night for about 5 hours from 2am to 6am (due to my alarm) and woke up finally at 7am. If you think that isn't enough of sleep, you should hear about my tosses and turns on the day before my first exam, which was exactly on the day of my birthday. After my Probability exam today, I came back and slept for one hour, left for the maths building to study with my friend for the paper tomorrow, and slept againw when I came back, realising how tiring it is to start doing practice for the exam tomorrow on only one day.
How were the papers? So far, I've only sat for 2 papers, and so far, it has been alright, though admitting that both are quite hard. By tomorrow, I would have finished 2 of the 3 most difficult papers this year and the heaviest weightage on credit hours (here, we call them CATS). Just hoping that the exam tomorrow won't be that hard, so that I can do OK without having to remember the proofs and writing proofs. (hehehehe....)
Will be having dinner later. Oh, did I mention I burnt my own non-stick pot while trying to make green bean 'tong sui'? That resulted in going over to my friend's place for dinner every night now. Well, I have a reason to do so, since I wanted to finish off my food before I leave back to KL right? (yay! 11 days more!!)
Hope you guys (whoever is reading this, and as if anyone reads it, since I've never received much comments ever since) wish me luck for the exams. I'd really need it ;)
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
O deary..
I've sent my phone for repairs since 3 days ago, and as usual, I would've left out something. Wanna guess? I'll let you guess for the moment... *snickers*
My life has been overturned by *evil* exams. And you can never guess what I've been doing these days: I've been playing Might and Magic IX about 40% of my time. Unpredictable? You're right.
Thankfully, I'm almost finished with my IB104 (Mathematical Programming) assignment. I was shown to the light at 10pm last night. That was amazing. Doing the questions today was a breeze (sorta).
I've noticed something odd recently. I've still got loads of Malaysian products with me, and planning to finish them before I go back. Surprisingly, it's less than a month till my flight back. (There exists a God...)
Oh well. It's a good thing. A few days of stress can make me feel so calm and peaceful now. Imagine how much I've gone through just because of exams and tests.
PS: I left out the "return to" address on the back. Hope the package is safely posted to the manufacturer...
My life has been overturned by *evil* exams. And you can never guess what I've been doing these days: I've been playing Might and Magic IX about 40% of my time. Unpredictable? You're right.
Thankfully, I'm almost finished with my IB104 (Mathematical Programming) assignment. I was shown to the light at 10pm last night. That was amazing. Doing the questions today was a breeze (sorta).
I've noticed something odd recently. I've still got loads of Malaysian products with me, and planning to finish them before I go back. Surprisingly, it's less than a month till my flight back. (There exists a God...)
Oh well. It's a good thing. A few days of stress can make me feel so calm and peaceful now. Imagine how much I've gone through just because of exams and tests.
PS: I left out the "return to" address on the back. Hope the package is safely posted to the manufacturer...
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
What a nice day to relax
Exactly 2 more weeks till my exams officially starts, and guess what? It falls on my birthday! How about that?
Finally finished all my notes-reading, and I'm supposed to be starting on my past year papers this week and next week. Time does fly, and the next thing you know, I'm already back in KL. How lovely...
My friends came over to my room and had a really nice chat from 5.30pm to 9.30pm. In case you don't know how to count, that's 4 hours. I can't believe my day was mostly used to chat with my friends. But I had fun and enjoyed it. See the contradiction?
Anyway, I gotta go back watching the next episode of House MD. It's so darn freaking nice! (Cheers to my studies!)
Finally finished all my notes-reading, and I'm supposed to be starting on my past year papers this week and next week. Time does fly, and the next thing you know, I'm already back in KL. How lovely...
My friends came over to my room and had a really nice chat from 5.30pm to 9.30pm. In case you don't know how to count, that's 4 hours. I can't believe my day was mostly used to chat with my friends. But I had fun and enjoyed it. See the contradiction?
Anyway, I gotta go back watching the next episode of House MD. It's so darn freaking nice! (Cheers to my studies!)
Friday, May 05, 2006
What lovely weather!
Yeah right. The weather is lovely. Look at those 2 pics I just took. Aren't they lovely? Sunshine, chlorophyll green grass. What more do you want? Best of all, it's not even hot!
Such nice weather, how is it possible to study? You see, I get distracted by the beautiful view from my window, and the desire to return back to my homeland (since the end of the most recent Economics test, which I did quite well, and panicked so badly before the test that I slipped while coming out of the shower room [notice there weren't any mat, which was obviously hung up to dry near the sink, and I didn't pay attention to] and bumped myself on the butt on cold hard floor, which in turn made a stinging shock on my back which lasted for a while).
It was a miracle today to awaken at the earliest time I've ever attended to these few months: 6am. And guess what? It was shining like it was already noon! Bloody sunlight shining on my eyes (let me sleep!)...!
Life goes on. It's nice to rant at 10.30 in the morning, being woken up by the weather and still grumpy from not getting my sleep.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Time for plagiarism
It's nice to see other blogs have so many pictures. I think I should start "adopting" this idea. (muahahaha....)
Haven't been studying much though, and I've got a test coming up. Procrastinating so badly these few days, though finished two thirds of my notes.
So who said being stressed is bad?
Haven't been studying much though, and I've got a test coming up. Procrastinating so badly these few days, though finished two thirds of my notes.
So who said being stressed is bad?
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Got wasted
I sat, wiping my sweat off my forehead, restless and panicked. My pen was on the verge of breaking due to the force applied on it, which in turn was due to my deranged mind on the test.
Time was approaching to zero, and I still haven't got my eigenvectors figured out. Thank god my friend, who was sitting next to me just in case she needed to check some of her answers with mine, was on that particular page of her answers when I moved my eyeballs towards her answer sheet. I rushed over the answers, and at the moment the lecturer voiced out those most irritable words with her pleasant voice, I was about 20 numbers away before I could finish off my answers.
Nevertheless, I handed up the paper about 20 seconds before the lecturer was around us to collect out papers. I was quite sure she never suspected me of any fraud.
ANYWAY, let's just keep this as our secret *wink*.
The minute I got back, I took out the pizza I had for a week (it's frozen pizza) and placed it in the oven as soon as I got settled down. I was so hungry that I could eat a horse. That's why I ate an apple before waiting for the pizza to cook. While waiting, 2 guys (who both coincidentally were my good friends) threw a football at my window just to ask me to play soccer as the weather was wonderful and perfect. I was forced to reject their proposal. So I carried on watching my recent obsession: Futurama. As a matter of fact, I'm already on the 5th season (started on the 2nd season this beginning of the month, watched 1st long time ago, also during the beginning of 2nd term). Then, I had the temptation to play games which I just finished installing, which are "Heroes of Might and Magic IV" and "Civilization IV" (oh my, I didn't even know both are the 4th installments!), with my eyes trying so hard to close almost every half an hour. This lasted till 9pm.
So what if I didn't study today? I had my share of studying this morning, and I'm dead tired from the 3-hour-straight lectures and tutorials, not to forget that stupid test. I deserve to have sometime to relax. Speaking of which, I'm going to Tesco to release my stress... of playing games.
Time was approaching to zero, and I still haven't got my eigenvectors figured out. Thank god my friend, who was sitting next to me just in case she needed to check some of her answers with mine, was on that particular page of her answers when I moved my eyeballs towards her answer sheet. I rushed over the answers, and at the moment the lecturer voiced out those most irritable words with her pleasant voice, I was about 20 numbers away before I could finish off my answers.
Nevertheless, I handed up the paper about 20 seconds before the lecturer was around us to collect out papers. I was quite sure she never suspected me of any fraud.
ANYWAY, let's just keep this as our secret *wink*.
The minute I got back, I took out the pizza I had for a week (it's frozen pizza) and placed it in the oven as soon as I got settled down. I was so hungry that I could eat a horse. That's why I ate an apple before waiting for the pizza to cook. While waiting, 2 guys (who both coincidentally were my good friends) threw a football at my window just to ask me to play soccer as the weather was wonderful and perfect. I was forced to reject their proposal. So I carried on watching my recent obsession: Futurama. As a matter of fact, I'm already on the 5th season (started on the 2nd season this beginning of the month, watched 1st long time ago, also during the beginning of 2nd term). Then, I had the temptation to play games which I just finished installing, which are "Heroes of Might and Magic IV" and "Civilization IV" (oh my, I didn't even know both are the 4th installments!), with my eyes trying so hard to close almost every half an hour. This lasted till 9pm.
So what if I didn't study today? I had my share of studying this morning, and I'm dead tired from the 3-hour-straight lectures and tutorials, not to forget that stupid test. I deserve to have sometime to relax. Speaking of which, I'm going to Tesco to release my stress... of playing games.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Another term, another boring lecture
Oh well, classes started just today. Everything was alright. It was nice to see a lot of my other coursemates (those who I talk to and those who I don't talk to). And it was surprising to see the lecture hall full of students for IQE (Introduction to Quantatitive Economics), led by the infamous Italian lecturer.
Again, the lecturer was so ful of crap, I could only understand parts of his sentences, and understood just the jest of the lecture. Isn't that crap? But it was funny to feel that I finally was paying a lot of attention to his lecture today, and understood the most (of all the lectures I've attended).
Finally I got my haircut. It was all worthwhile. During the lecture, I had to look up to the projection screen, but to have my hair block (most of) my eyes. From then onwards, I decided to get it, no matter what, and it HAS to be today. (Yes, after so many days of constant nagging that's coming from my friends, which is not something you see everyday, I made up my mind). I entered the salon, and found out I had to make an appointment at a time 2 hours from that moment. Since my initial plan was to go practise a bit of my current piano task (Brahms' Piano Quartet Op.60), I decided to stay there till The Time has come. While practising, I started to get bored with the only book that I brought with me (and also some pieces that I played unsuccessfully from memory), so I went back to my room just to bring along the song that I played during the Chinese Concert that was held last year (I think I wrote something about it). I didn't have it originally, but since I came back yesterday from visiting one of the piano teachers in my music school in Birmingham and got my stuff from her, only then I got my score. (I wanted it because I forgot almost all the notes!).
Back to main story: I finished practising, and got my haircut. (Btw, I had the haircut by a Szechuan lady. Not a bad hairdresser too!). I came back home and checked the past year exams. While "proof"-reading one of the exam paper, I saw one of the questions that had to do with today's topic. I was wishing that that topic would come out this year too (so that I can answer it and pass with flying colours =P). Yeah, it was that easy to understand.
Oh, stop boasting. I had better go back to studying now. Or sleep. I'll need it tonight. ;)
Again, the lecturer was so ful of crap, I could only understand parts of his sentences, and understood just the jest of the lecture. Isn't that crap? But it was funny to feel that I finally was paying a lot of attention to his lecture today, and understood the most (of all the lectures I've attended).
Finally I got my haircut. It was all worthwhile. During the lecture, I had to look up to the projection screen, but to have my hair block (most of) my eyes. From then onwards, I decided to get it, no matter what, and it HAS to be today. (Yes, after so many days of constant nagging that's coming from my friends, which is not something you see everyday, I made up my mind). I entered the salon, and found out I had to make an appointment at a time 2 hours from that moment. Since my initial plan was to go practise a bit of my current piano task (Brahms' Piano Quartet Op.60), I decided to stay there till The Time has come. While practising, I started to get bored with the only book that I brought with me (and also some pieces that I played unsuccessfully from memory), so I went back to my room just to bring along the song that I played during the Chinese Concert that was held last year (I think I wrote something about it). I didn't have it originally, but since I came back yesterday from visiting one of the piano teachers in my music school in Birmingham and got my stuff from her, only then I got my score. (I wanted it because I forgot almost all the notes!).
Back to main story: I finished practising, and got my haircut. (Btw, I had the haircut by a Szechuan lady. Not a bad hairdresser too!). I came back home and checked the past year exams. While "proof"-reading one of the exam paper, I saw one of the questions that had to do with today's topic. I was wishing that that topic would come out this year too (so that I can answer it and pass with flying colours =P). Yeah, it was that easy to understand.
Oh, stop boasting. I had better go back to studying now. Or sleep. I'll need it tonight. ;)
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Going nuts
My fastest growing blog is slowing down it's pace. Stupid intranet isn't working yesterday. My revision is going on full speed. Well, not really, but still going great.
I'm doing Analysis now. It's not as bad as I thought (of course, I've used almost one week to study it, including 1st term's work, how can I not understand my stuff?). But I can't judge too soon. I haven't done any written revision yet, so it's hard to say whether I really understand my stuff, or i don't.
Been really bored of studying and staying in my room. Considering the current situation of the intranet, it's useless to download stuff to watch these few days. I haven't got anything to watch! The only thing I could do is to listen to my music over and over again. That's the ONLY form of entertainment that is available in my room! Unless there's some social meet-ups with my close friends here. That'll be the next thing I could do.
Today's my god-sis' birthday. I wished her last night by sending her a text from my Malaysian number. I bet she'd be happy with my birthday wish.
One of my music centre's teachers came over to England since a few days ago, and I'm very sure now that I'm able to meet up with her this coming Tuesday. I'm so desperate to see someone from Malaysia, since homesickness (a disease that comes on and off, now and then, but something that haven't been bothering me since the beginning of term till now) has overwhelmed me after a period of time thinking about when I should go back, and that made me start imagining how it would be to fly back to KL (one instance is that I dreamt how I would be placing my passport in the censor thingy in the airport back in KLIA).
To get rid of that thought, I have to follow a few steps:
1. Think about exams.
2. Think about exams.
3. After exams, then only can you go back. So think about exams.
I'm doing Analysis now. It's not as bad as I thought (of course, I've used almost one week to study it, including 1st term's work, how can I not understand my stuff?). But I can't judge too soon. I haven't done any written revision yet, so it's hard to say whether I really understand my stuff, or i don't.
Been really bored of studying and staying in my room. Considering the current situation of the intranet, it's useless to download stuff to watch these few days. I haven't got anything to watch! The only thing I could do is to listen to my music over and over again. That's the ONLY form of entertainment that is available in my room! Unless there's some social meet-ups with my close friends here. That'll be the next thing I could do.
Today's my god-sis' birthday. I wished her last night by sending her a text from my Malaysian number. I bet she'd be happy with my birthday wish.
One of my music centre's teachers came over to England since a few days ago, and I'm very sure now that I'm able to meet up with her this coming Tuesday. I'm so desperate to see someone from Malaysia, since homesickness (a disease that comes on and off, now and then, but something that haven't been bothering me since the beginning of term till now) has overwhelmed me after a period of time thinking about when I should go back, and that made me start imagining how it would be to fly back to KL (one instance is that I dreamt how I would be placing my passport in the censor thingy in the airport back in KLIA).
To get rid of that thought, I have to follow a few steps:
1. Think about exams.
2. Think about exams.
3. After exams, then only can you go back. So think about exams.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Theorem: Procrastination will lead to determination
Desperate as ever, I took out my post-its (which I've never touched before for the past 5 months or so), and wrote out all my goals that I need to accomplish before the exams.
Then I took out my (favourite, and by this, I mean, something I don't want to use cuz it's really really nice) note book, and drew out the Summer Term calendar so that I could plan out my studying routine. Just hope I can (and obviously, will) study accordingly.This time, I added some pictures to spice things up. Got the idea from you, PK. Thanks!
Friday, April 14, 2006
Good (good) Friday
When it's finally time that I should carry on with Analysis II, Friday's here. (Talk about TGI Friday's!)
When I finally sat down at my table, I held my hand-written notes up high and started reading them. Just because my computer was playing my favourite songs, I got kind of distracted, and decided I should leave my room and study elsewhere. Thinking about the venue, the thought struck me that today is a Friday. Not just an ordinary Friday, it's Good Friday. Every place in the campus is closed just because of this religious holiday, and here I am, stranded in my room, still listening to my favourite songs, and passing glances over to my notes right next to me while writing this useless crap.
My friend told me it's her off day today. I guess I have nothing else to do about my studies now. So it's reasonable to tell myself it's my off day too. Unless I motivate myself later on to carry on studying (at least half of my study load for today).
Not until I finish singing 心愿.
When I finally sat down at my table, I held my hand-written notes up high and started reading them. Just because my computer was playing my favourite songs, I got kind of distracted, and decided I should leave my room and study elsewhere. Thinking about the venue, the thought struck me that today is a Friday. Not just an ordinary Friday, it's Good Friday. Every place in the campus is closed just because of this religious holiday, and here I am, stranded in my room, still listening to my favourite songs, and passing glances over to my notes right next to me while writing this useless crap.
My friend told me it's her off day today. I guess I have nothing else to do about my studies now. So it's reasonable to tell myself it's my off day too. Unless I motivate myself later on to carry on studying (at least half of my study load for today).
Not until I finish singing 心愿.
Friends are a lifetime, but family is forever
Just finished watching Life made Simple (aka 阿旺新传). It gave me such a great aspiration, so i am inspired to write something at 1.44am in the morning.
Stupid files. One of them were faulty, and that made me miss 2 episodes, which is a lot to miss. (Note to self: Episodes 25/26).
Nearing the end, I could see how important family is. When I saw brotherly love, I could feel brotherly love. When I saw forgiveness, anxiety and joy, I felt it too. If only...
Now, I'm kind of tired after watching so many episodes in a row, but I'm quite confused with a few 'certain' feelings. I guess, after a good night's sleep, it won't be that bad. All I can say is, I miss my family a lot now. Sighs... Well, it's already Friday 14th, aka Good Friday. The (so-called) religious ceremony of the Last Supper has just passed. Haha, why am I talking about these festivals when I'm supposed to be saying I have a few more weeks to go till I get to go back home? Oh dear me... So I count. 8 more weeks to go (and a few more days). That makes, hmm, 2 months? Well, that is a way of looking at it optimistically. What about days? That'll make 56 days (not to scale). Hey! Somehow that's much better. 56 days = less than 2 months = 1 month + 26 days (assuming 1 month = 30 days). Not bad for someone who's having quite some trouble in Maths. Whoop-dee-doo!
That made me better. Thanks to myself. (That's self-'praise', with a bit of making myself feel better -- poor me).
But anyway, I've better get to bed. I've got a long day ahead of me. More studying! Good luck (to myself)!
Stupid files. One of them were faulty, and that made me miss 2 episodes, which is a lot to miss. (Note to self: Episodes 25/26).
Nearing the end, I could see how important family is. When I saw brotherly love, I could feel brotherly love. When I saw forgiveness, anxiety and joy, I felt it too. If only...
Now, I'm kind of tired after watching so many episodes in a row, but I'm quite confused with a few 'certain' feelings. I guess, after a good night's sleep, it won't be that bad. All I can say is, I miss my family a lot now. Sighs... Well, it's already Friday 14th, aka Good Friday. The (so-called) religious ceremony of the Last Supper has just passed. Haha, why am I talking about these festivals when I'm supposed to be saying I have a few more weeks to go till I get to go back home? Oh dear me... So I count. 8 more weeks to go (and a few more days). That makes, hmm, 2 months? Well, that is a way of looking at it optimistically. What about days? That'll make 56 days (not to scale). Hey! Somehow that's much better. 56 days = less than 2 months = 1 month + 26 days (assuming 1 month = 30 days). Not bad for someone who's having quite some trouble in Maths. Whoop-dee-doo!
That made me better. Thanks to myself. (That's self-'praise', with a bit of making myself feel better -- poor me).
But anyway, I've better get to bed. I've got a long day ahead of me. More studying! Good luck (to myself)!
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Chicago, Chicago!
"Oh, you're gonna see your sheba do the shimmy-shake... And all that jazz. Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break... And all that jazz. Show her where to park her girdle. Oh, her mother's blood'll curdle if she'd hear her baby's queer for All that jazz... " - Velma Kelly"Ask any of the chickies in my pen - / They'll tell you I'm the biggest mother hen. / I love them all and all of them love me / Because the system works, / The system called "reciprocity"! " - Matron Mama Morton
"I don't care about expensive things / Cashmere coats, Diamond rings / Don't mean a thing / All I care about is love / That's what I'm here for." - Billy Flynn
"And who incase she doesn't hang, can say she started with a bang ... Roxie Hart" - Roxie Hart
So there you go. Damn, Chicago was a blast. It blew my night away...
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
When will it ever end?
Sunday 9th April
10.14pm
The moon shines particularly bright tonight. Oh heck, it was so bright that it shone through my puny window and into my eyes. To make matters worse, the idiot(s) living right above me were making a hell lot of noise, including senseless gossips, and bursts of (unconsiderate) laughter which filled the whole 'one-sided' block.
For a change, I was thinking of sleeping earlier (so as to change my previous bad sleeping habits), and due to the previous night of only 6-hours sleep (not to forget it wasn't a bloody hell of a good night's sleep either), I was pretty tired after getting back from a pleasant (not really nice, not really bad, but just OK) trip from Birmingham and missing our stop to go back to our rooms but to stop at the Arts Centre to watch the ManU-Arsenal football match in the Rootes Bar. Wasn't that sweet? [Note to self: The buffet was fantastic! Should go there again sometime soon!]
10.55pm
Couldn't stand it. I had to wake up from the noises, this time, including my flatmate who came in and out of the kitchen (I suppose) creating a stupendous creaking sound from the door, which is making me nuts the whole time, AND my full (well, it felt full) bladder and an almost-empty stomach.
I made baby mushrooms and tomato with eggs on my new non-stick pot (yippee!) before settling down in front of my all-so-reliable laptop (which helps so much with my boredom) and watching The Iron Giant. Cool huh?
Monday 10th April
1.33am
Finally ready to sleep. After some tosses and turning, I managed to sleep peacefully (or so it seems).
12.14pm
Woke up after some 'dilly-dallying' on my bed. Received a call straightaway from a friend to rush me for a basketball-cum-badminton session. Hurried on down in about 20 minutes, and continued on with my life...
10.14pm
The moon shines particularly bright tonight. Oh heck, it was so bright that it shone through my puny window and into my eyes. To make matters worse, the idiot(s) living right above me were making a hell lot of noise, including senseless gossips, and bursts of (unconsiderate) laughter which filled the whole 'one-sided' block.
For a change, I was thinking of sleeping earlier (so as to change my previous bad sleeping habits), and due to the previous night of only 6-hours sleep (not to forget it wasn't a bloody hell of a good night's sleep either), I was pretty tired after getting back from a pleasant (not really nice, not really bad, but just OK) trip from Birmingham and missing our stop to go back to our rooms but to stop at the Arts Centre to watch the ManU-Arsenal football match in the Rootes Bar. Wasn't that sweet? [Note to self: The buffet was fantastic! Should go there again sometime soon!]
10.55pm
Couldn't stand it. I had to wake up from the noises, this time, including my flatmate who came in and out of the kitchen (I suppose) creating a stupendous creaking sound from the door, which is making me nuts the whole time, AND my full (well, it felt full) bladder and an almost-empty stomach.
I made baby mushrooms and tomato with eggs on my new non-stick pot (yippee!) before settling down in front of my all-so-reliable laptop (which helps so much with my boredom) and watching The Iron Giant. Cool huh?
Monday 10th April
1.33am
Finally ready to sleep. After some tosses and turning, I managed to sleep peacefully (or so it seems).
12.14pm
Woke up after some 'dilly-dallying' on my bed. Received a call straightaway from a friend to rush me for a basketball-cum-badminton session. Hurried on down in about 20 minutes, and continued on with my life...
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Let us dance! Unleash our spirits, and let your feet lead the way!
Another night when I have to fight to sleep. Tires me a lot these days.
I remember times when I hear my friends telling me their usual sleeping times, then I would react horrified at their answers. Now it's my turn to become one of them. No wonder I see that I'm not that healthy now. I even think I'm developing insomnia.
I'm mentally tired, but not physically tired. For some reason, while lying on my bed, I had a song which kept playing over and over again (to make matters worse, it was stuck at the same phrase). My mind was telling me the fact that there are about 1 of 3 people suffering from sleeping disorders. Haha. Funny. I don't even know whether I should take the fact that I'm that ONE out of the 3. I didn't have any problems when I was younger. It only happened to me just a few weeks ago! I seriously need to re-adjust my sleeping times.
Let's not talk about this crap. Hmm.. Right. I got it. 2 days ago, one of my friends fell down from a truck while moving heavy boxes during his working hours. Well, I am quite sure I wasn't one of his favourites to ask for help, so it was merely coincidence that I found out that he needed help. It goes like this: There was supposed to be potluck that night, when I only was told a few hours before it should start. I didn't have much time to think of what I should cook (anyway, i hadn't had the kitchen utensils to make that possible -- yes, most of them that i OWNED were gone). Thirty minutes before potluck, I called one of my friends whether I could help her out in her cooking instead of wasting my time in my room doing nothing. She told me she wasn't in her room, but was looking for the 'injured' because he asked her to help him bring him to the hospital. Since I thought it was an emergency, and since I thought she would need help, I offered to follow them. Only then I found out that he called his current room-mate, another guy-friend of mine (who currently seems to be his personal favourite "shoe-shiner") (but both didn't answer his phone calls), and then her. It was quite disappointing to find out that I'm not as reliable as others, but who the hell cares anyway.
Yesterday, we had a basketball session, and I had QUITE some fun (I could tell by not feeling that good after playing). That was followed by a dinner together with friends, mainly because one of my friends who just came back from Paris brought back some cakes to share with us. The cakes were really nice (though not many of them liked it), but I didn't have much fun chatting with them. So to say, I wasn't really interested in whatever they were talking about: either they were talking about things that I didn't know anything about, or things that I have no interest at all. While listening to them blab, my mind was either telling me to go back and read the Tchaikovsky's 1st Piano Concerto in B-flat minor score with the music I had on my computer, or just simply lost in my own world.
Yet another boring post, even though I promised you people out there with some interesting, thought-provoking ideas and fragments of my mind. Can't help it. I'm not sleeping well! But anyway, wonder why I used this title? It appeared on my MSN Messenger Personal Message, and really liked it, so I decided that one day, I should use it as a title. Haha. Obviously that's not the main reason. I'm quite hyper, thus the title.
I remember times when I hear my friends telling me their usual sleeping times, then I would react horrified at their answers. Now it's my turn to become one of them. No wonder I see that I'm not that healthy now. I even think I'm developing insomnia.
I'm mentally tired, but not physically tired. For some reason, while lying on my bed, I had a song which kept playing over and over again (to make matters worse, it was stuck at the same phrase). My mind was telling me the fact that there are about 1 of 3 people suffering from sleeping disorders. Haha. Funny. I don't even know whether I should take the fact that I'm that ONE out of the 3. I didn't have any problems when I was younger. It only happened to me just a few weeks ago! I seriously need to re-adjust my sleeping times.
Let's not talk about this crap. Hmm.. Right. I got it. 2 days ago, one of my friends fell down from a truck while moving heavy boxes during his working hours. Well, I am quite sure I wasn't one of his favourites to ask for help, so it was merely coincidence that I found out that he needed help. It goes like this: There was supposed to be potluck that night, when I only was told a few hours before it should start. I didn't have much time to think of what I should cook (anyway, i hadn't had the kitchen utensils to make that possible -- yes, most of them that i OWNED were gone). Thirty minutes before potluck, I called one of my friends whether I could help her out in her cooking instead of wasting my time in my room doing nothing. She told me she wasn't in her room, but was looking for the 'injured' because he asked her to help him bring him to the hospital. Since I thought it was an emergency, and since I thought she would need help, I offered to follow them. Only then I found out that he called his current room-mate, another guy-friend of mine (who currently seems to be his personal favourite "shoe-shiner") (but both didn't answer his phone calls), and then her. It was quite disappointing to find out that I'm not as reliable as others, but who the hell cares anyway.
Yesterday, we had a basketball session, and I had QUITE some fun (I could tell by not feeling that good after playing). That was followed by a dinner together with friends, mainly because one of my friends who just came back from Paris brought back some cakes to share with us. The cakes were really nice (though not many of them liked it), but I didn't have much fun chatting with them. So to say, I wasn't really interested in whatever they were talking about: either they were talking about things that I didn't know anything about, or things that I have no interest at all. While listening to them blab, my mind was either telling me to go back and read the Tchaikovsky's 1st Piano Concerto in B-flat minor score with the music I had on my computer, or just simply lost in my own world.
Yet another boring post, even though I promised you people out there with some interesting, thought-provoking ideas and fragments of my mind. Can't help it. I'm not sleeping well! But anyway, wonder why I used this title? It appeared on my MSN Messenger Personal Message, and really liked it, so I decided that one day, I should use it as a title. Haha. Obviously that's not the main reason. I'm quite hyper, thus the title.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
There exists a God...
My phone lives again! After a few days of constant recovery in good hands, and frequent visits of a doctor, my phone lives again!
(Theorem 1.1) Well, it proves one thing: No matter how the manual says that your phone should not touch a single drop of liquid, your phone is bound to be fine. What the heck, it could even be said to be waterproof!
(Proof 1.1) So like I said, I left it to dry on my table to dry, with the battery out to dry together with the battery cover, so that the internal parts get to be 'dried' too. I tried to switch it on once on last Sunday. It turned on, but it stopped with the Sony Ericsson logo, and got stuck there. The next time I tried was today. So there exists some day which the phone parts are finally dried, so since it is dried, the phone would return to normal. Since the parts have 'touched' any form of liquid, the parts would learn to be immune to liquids, thus saying that it would become waterproof.
You dig?
(Theorem 1.1) Well, it proves one thing: No matter how the manual says that your phone should not touch a single drop of liquid, your phone is bound to be fine. What the heck, it could even be said to be waterproof!
(Proof 1.1) So like I said, I left it to dry on my table to dry, with the battery out to dry together with the battery cover, so that the internal parts get to be 'dried' too. I tried to switch it on once on last Sunday. It turned on, but it stopped with the Sony Ericsson logo, and got stuck there. The next time I tried was today. So there exists some day which the phone parts are finally dried, so since it is dried, the phone would return to normal. Since the parts have 'touched' any form of liquid, the parts would learn to be immune to liquids, thus saying that it would become waterproof.
You dig?
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Onions are my sworn enemies
Enough procrastination. I have to study seriously now. Get over my loss, and wake up.
Well, since I'm in a better mood to fill up the previous questionairre, I think I'll answer the questions in a proper manner.
My earliest memory... I have so many memories, but none of them are ever solid in my mind. As in, I can only remember parts of what happened.
At school I... used to be the studious one, and sometimes having fun with some of my close friends. I remember the times when we usually walk around school when we're free for a period (which lasts about 40 minutes), and chat about stuff, and maybe gossip. Haha!
My first relationship... Never had a first relationship. If you really want me to answer, then obviously it would be my parents!
I wish I had never worn... Worn what?
My mother and father always tell me... A lot of things. Usually, they come in forms of "nag" and "reprimand".
I wish I had... whatever I wished for. Haha! Materialistic, ain't I? Neh, just kidding. I'm not as materialistic as you think I am. I want things that can't be bought.
I wish I hadn't... done stupid things and decide unwisely. Not listing any out.
At home I cook... Do you wanna know what I cook here in UK? or just back home? They're, seriously, totally different things. Haha!
When I was a child, I wanted to... be famous. REALLY REALLY famous. Of course, in reality, you have to consider talent, fame, looks.....................
The book that changed my life is... erm, got none that really changed my life, though I really liked books that my friends introduced me, especially Memoirs of a Geisha (thanks Peng!)
If only I would... change everything bad that had ever happened to me. By now, I guess you'd have guess I like looking back and regretting. But don't you worry, I seldom do that.
Friends say that I am... as cheerful as an Easter bunny! They always say I laugh at anything. But I do! I mean, I have reasons for laughing, right? Just they don't know what I'm laughing about right? Haha!
What I don't find amusing is... anything not amusing? How am I supposed to answer this question?
I often wonder... why the Earth is round. Haha! I have nothing I should be wondering about.
Well, since I'm in a better mood to fill up the previous questionairre, I think I'll answer the questions in a proper manner.
My earliest memory... I have so many memories, but none of them are ever solid in my mind. As in, I can only remember parts of what happened.
At school I... used to be the studious one, and sometimes having fun with some of my close friends. I remember the times when we usually walk around school when we're free for a period (which lasts about 40 minutes), and chat about stuff, and maybe gossip. Haha!
My first relationship... Never had a first relationship. If you really want me to answer, then obviously it would be my parents!
I wish I had never worn... Worn what?
My mother and father always tell me... A lot of things. Usually, they come in forms of "nag" and "reprimand".
I wish I had... whatever I wished for. Haha! Materialistic, ain't I? Neh, just kidding. I'm not as materialistic as you think I am. I want things that can't be bought.
I wish I hadn't... done stupid things and decide unwisely. Not listing any out.
At home I cook... Do you wanna know what I cook here in UK? or just back home? They're, seriously, totally different things. Haha!
When I was a child, I wanted to... be famous. REALLY REALLY famous. Of course, in reality, you have to consider talent, fame, looks.....................
The book that changed my life is... erm, got none that really changed my life, though I really liked books that my friends introduced me, especially Memoirs of a Geisha (thanks Peng!)
If only I would... change everything bad that had ever happened to me. By now, I guess you'd have guess I like looking back and regretting. But don't you worry, I seldom do that.
Friends say that I am... as cheerful as an Easter bunny! They always say I laugh at anything. But I do! I mean, I have reasons for laughing, right? Just they don't know what I'm laughing about right? Haha!
What I don't find amusing is... anything not amusing? How am I supposed to answer this question?
I often wonder... why the Earth is round. Haha! I have nothing I should be wondering about.
Friday, March 31, 2006
Wanted: Sleep and repaired gadget. Reward: A better me.
My eyes are at the brink of closing. At this point, I would've looked like an insult to the Chinese race.
I'm starting to adapt to a habit of sleeping during the wee hours of the night, and waking up normally in the morning. By the sound of that, you should've guessed how many hours I've slept for the past few days. Personally, I have no idea why this is happening, nor can I help to abolish this peculiar habit. It all started when I made a fantastic idea: to watch a few more episodes of Desperate Housewives (by now, you should've guessed how weird I am) till I'm sleepy enough to doze off in a jiffy. Then, the day came when I returned from a birthday party at 3 in the morning, a friend in Malaysia on MSN decided to obstruct my sleep by sending me a song by S.H.E., and my sister spotted me and allowed my mother to converse with me. I could only sleep (in peace) at 4 then.
Today, having only 7 hours of sleep (which, clearly, isn't enough at this point in time), I woke up with an appointment in thought (to-go,-or-not-to-go situation), and awakened by a phone call as a reminder at 10. The half-asleep me then inclined myself on bed, started on my every-morning routine. Next thing I know, I spilled water all over my K750i (Boo hoo). It is an early 'blessing' for me to have such a fate on such a day like this. Instead of 'being able' to go for my appointment, I decided to stay in my room and make calls for my god-forsaken phone, which by now, has already reached Heaven, for that matter. So, I have to resort to old-fashioned communication methods now, excluding my "thank-god-it-hadn't-broken-down" advanced technology: the computer and the internet.
My dear friend has passed the baton to me, and I have no reason to catch it, but I have no intention to break the race either:
My earliest memory...
is when I woke up to a "Forever Love" ringtone in my already-dead K750i.
At school I...
wished my life would've been so much 'luckier'.
My first relationship...
was with my K750i.
I wish I had never worn...
my clothes before that incident happened.
My mother and father always tell me...
to be more careful with my belongings.
I wish I had...
placed my phone somewhere further from my cup and my thermos.
I wish I hadn't...
drank water in the morning in the first place.
At home I cook...
to forget about the losses I've incurred.
When I was a child, I wanted to...
change my life completely as I wasn't responsible enough.
The book that changed my life is...
"K750i Instructions guide and Manual"
If only I would...
turn back time to save my K750i.
Friends say that I am...
selfish to not go for the booked football court at 10am on 31st March, Friday.
What I don't find amusing is...
I lost my priced belonging. (At least not my other (even more) priced ones)
I often wonder...
why I'm writing this crap in the first place.
I'm passing the baton to...
oh, what the heck, whoever who wanna fully utilise your time with useless questionairre. Be my guest! (Just copy the questions onto your post, and crap on!)
PS: I was on hold while wanting to enquire on the phone, resulting in a problem left hanging. Thus the sarcasm. =)
I'm starting to adapt to a habit of sleeping during the wee hours of the night, and waking up normally in the morning. By the sound of that, you should've guessed how many hours I've slept for the past few days. Personally, I have no idea why this is happening, nor can I help to abolish this peculiar habit. It all started when I made a fantastic idea: to watch a few more episodes of Desperate Housewives (by now, you should've guessed how weird I am) till I'm sleepy enough to doze off in a jiffy. Then, the day came when I returned from a birthday party at 3 in the morning, a friend in Malaysia on MSN decided to obstruct my sleep by sending me a song by S.H.E., and my sister spotted me and allowed my mother to converse with me. I could only sleep (in peace) at 4 then.
Today, having only 7 hours of sleep (which, clearly, isn't enough at this point in time), I woke up with an appointment in thought (to-go,-or-not-to-go situation), and awakened by a phone call as a reminder at 10. The half-asleep me then inclined myself on bed, started on my every-morning routine. Next thing I know, I spilled water all over my K750i (Boo hoo). It is an early 'blessing' for me to have such a fate on such a day like this. Instead of 'being able' to go for my appointment, I decided to stay in my room and make calls for my god-forsaken phone, which by now, has already reached Heaven, for that matter. So, I have to resort to old-fashioned communication methods now, excluding my "thank-god-it-hadn't-broken-down" advanced technology: the computer and the internet.
My dear friend has passed the baton to me, and I have no reason to catch it, but I have no intention to break the race either:
My earliest memory...
is when I woke up to a "Forever Love" ringtone in my already-dead K750i.
At school I...
wished my life would've been so much 'luckier'.
My first relationship...
was with my K750i.
I wish I had never worn...
my clothes before that incident happened.
My mother and father always tell me...
to be more careful with my belongings.
I wish I had...
placed my phone somewhere further from my cup and my thermos.
I wish I hadn't...
drank water in the morning in the first place.
At home I cook...
to forget about the losses I've incurred.
When I was a child, I wanted to...
change my life completely as I wasn't responsible enough.
The book that changed my life is...
"K750i Instructions guide and Manual"
If only I would...
turn back time to save my K750i.
Friends say that I am...
selfish to not go for the booked football court at 10am on 31st March, Friday.
What I don't find amusing is...
I lost my priced belonging. (At least not my other (even more) priced ones)
I often wonder...
why I'm writing this crap in the first place.
I'm passing the baton to...
oh, what the heck, whoever who wanna fully utilise your time with useless questionairre. Be my guest! (Just copy the questions onto your post, and crap on!)
PS: I was on hold while wanting to enquire on the phone, resulting in a problem left hanging. Thus the sarcasm. =)
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Picturesque
I looked back at the pictures I took on my mobile when we were at Leicester (number count: 2).
Have you ever wondered what is in a picture? I just watched an episode from Desperate Housewives, and Mary-Alice Young did talk about the many wonders a picture does, and how pictures can capture memories. What if pictures could tell us about the present, and the future?
Walk through an art gallery. Take a deep breath before you look at a contemporary work. Or even a famous piece of art. Look at the paints. How the colours fly from one end to the other. How the brush curved it's way to form a shape. Now, take a step backward, and look at it once more. Close your eyes, and imagine. The colours, now, literally flying, takes you on a ride you will never forget. Figures move, and fires dance. Open your eyes when you think you've finally had the best experience of your life. If you think you can't have that, don't judge on the artist, reflect on yourself. It's not the artist's fault you can't understand his language.
Portraits are even better. They can even tell you how their personality and character was when they were alive, or even, how they even are now. Repeat the process as par above, if desired.
Where were we? Oh yes, the pictures, taken by the machine which was first invented by George Eastmann in the 19th century. How much the simplest of inventions have developed and changed! Truck loads of new brands and new models of cameras, both professional types and the usual types (now separated to 2 more branches: manual and digital). How ever the camera progresses, it just boils down to one universal purpose: to take pictures for memory sake. You see tourists taking pictures of monuments and old cracked-up buildings. You see families taking pictures of themselves to remind them of the answer to "What is FAMILY?". You see someone alone holding a camera taking shots all around him/her (awfully eerie and uncanny), although it was just only for art's sake.
Pictures can tell us a lot of things. All five WH- questions can be answered. Simply miraculous little coloured piece of paper. *Laughs with a single drop of tear*
Oh, back to that picture I saw. It was 2 of my other friends and me posing for the camera. What I saw was a bloated man who is full of knowledge and experience, an old lady who has 3 children and 9 grandchildren, and a "china-apek" in his late 50's. =)
Have you ever wondered what is in a picture? I just watched an episode from Desperate Housewives, and Mary-Alice Young did talk about the many wonders a picture does, and how pictures can capture memories. What if pictures could tell us about the present, and the future?
Walk through an art gallery. Take a deep breath before you look at a contemporary work. Or even a famous piece of art. Look at the paints. How the colours fly from one end to the other. How the brush curved it's way to form a shape. Now, take a step backward, and look at it once more. Close your eyes, and imagine. The colours, now, literally flying, takes you on a ride you will never forget. Figures move, and fires dance. Open your eyes when you think you've finally had the best experience of your life. If you think you can't have that, don't judge on the artist, reflect on yourself. It's not the artist's fault you can't understand his language.
Portraits are even better. They can even tell you how their personality and character was when they were alive, or even, how they even are now. Repeat the process as par above, if desired.
Where were we? Oh yes, the pictures, taken by the machine which was first invented by George Eastmann in the 19th century. How much the simplest of inventions have developed and changed! Truck loads of new brands and new models of cameras, both professional types and the usual types (now separated to 2 more branches: manual and digital). How ever the camera progresses, it just boils down to one universal purpose: to take pictures for memory sake. You see tourists taking pictures of monuments and old cracked-up buildings. You see families taking pictures of themselves to remind them of the answer to "What is FAMILY?". You see someone alone holding a camera taking shots all around him/her (awfully eerie and uncanny), although it was just only for art's sake.
Pictures can tell us a lot of things. All five WH- questions can be answered. Simply miraculous little coloured piece of paper. *Laughs with a single drop of tear*
Oh, back to that picture I saw. It was 2 of my other friends and me posing for the camera. What I saw was a bloated man who is full of knowledge and experience, an old lady who has 3 children and 9 grandchildren, and a "china-apek" in his late 50's. =)
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Stop, and smell the flowers...
Lately, the toilet-cum-shower has been an inspiration giver to me.
While spending my 10 minutes on the toilet seat, I couldn't help myself thinking of the many ways of relaxing. I pictured, like in the movies, a girl, running through the open fields, filled with newly blossomed flowers. The moment she landed her first steps on that field, the pollen, the butterflies, the bees - flew away in search of another peaceful spot to land on. She runs, with the grand music on the orchestra at fortissimo (I'm thinking of a suitable music for this, but I can't remember the exact title, so I'm settling on the Love Music by Rachmaninov in his Variations on a theme of Paganini, Variation 18, the climax). Wouldn't that be lovely? Like the title suggests, she would stop her frolicking over the fields and bend over to admire the beauty of daffodils in bloom and smell the lovely fragrant of flowers the embedded her.
Then I entered the shower. The instant I came out of it, without anything on my bare skin, I looked into the mirror on my right. There I saw a boy, waiting to grow up to be a man, someone who will be successful one day, or someone who is noticed, someone who stands out. And of course, I saw a boy who is drenched in almost-hot water, steam pouring out of the cubicle, looking pretty good with hair pulled back and some strands falling over his eyes. I wiped off most of the droplets on my face before attending to the rest of my body. I looked into the mirror again and said to myself that I looked good. Once in a while, a slight compliment for oneself isn't going to harm your self-esteem, and in fact, it brings some enlightment of some sort to brighten up your mood and feel good about yourself. So yes, I did take some Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie on the way back to my room, and chowed down the rest of the tub while watching Bruce Almighty on my little ol' laptop.
I managed to continue with my studying right after that, and completed almost half of the printed notes. 5 eighths more to go! I'm starting to dread studying linear algebra. I'm so sick of it. Not to forget to mention the last few days of procrastination by travelling to Leicester to visit one of our British-born friends, and wasting my life alone in my room watching Desperate Housewives and some movies in a marathon, when all this while I should've finished studying that horrible suject. Gosh.
I've been waking up with incredibly weird dreams. Sometimes, it even leaves a smile on my face. For God knows what reason, they have been really disturbing.
Oh, and my NUS card is still missing. God help.
PS: Isn't this impressive?
While spending my 10 minutes on the toilet seat, I couldn't help myself thinking of the many ways of relaxing. I pictured, like in the movies, a girl, running through the open fields, filled with newly blossomed flowers. The moment she landed her first steps on that field, the pollen, the butterflies, the bees - flew away in search of another peaceful spot to land on. She runs, with the grand music on the orchestra at fortissimo (I'm thinking of a suitable music for this, but I can't remember the exact title, so I'm settling on the Love Music by Rachmaninov in his Variations on a theme of Paganini, Variation 18, the climax). Wouldn't that be lovely? Like the title suggests, she would stop her frolicking over the fields and bend over to admire the beauty of daffodils in bloom and smell the lovely fragrant of flowers the embedded her.
Then I entered the shower. The instant I came out of it, without anything on my bare skin, I looked into the mirror on my right. There I saw a boy, waiting to grow up to be a man, someone who will be successful one day, or someone who is noticed, someone who stands out. And of course, I saw a boy who is drenched in almost-hot water, steam pouring out of the cubicle, looking pretty good with hair pulled back and some strands falling over his eyes. I wiped off most of the droplets on my face before attending to the rest of my body. I looked into the mirror again and said to myself that I looked good. Once in a while, a slight compliment for oneself isn't going to harm your self-esteem, and in fact, it brings some enlightment of some sort to brighten up your mood and feel good about yourself. So yes, I did take some Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie on the way back to my room, and chowed down the rest of the tub while watching Bruce Almighty on my little ol' laptop.
I managed to continue with my studying right after that, and completed almost half of the printed notes. 5 eighths more to go! I'm starting to dread studying linear algebra. I'm so sick of it. Not to forget to mention the last few days of procrastination by travelling to Leicester to visit one of our British-born friends, and wasting my life alone in my room watching Desperate Housewives and some movies in a marathon, when all this while I should've finished studying that horrible suject. Gosh.
I've been waking up with incredibly weird dreams. Sometimes, it even leaves a smile on my face. For God knows what reason, they have been really disturbing.
Oh, and my NUS card is still missing. God help.
PS: Isn't this impressive?
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
New home, new beginning
Finally moved in to my new room in Tocil yesterday, and am finding it not bad to live on my own.
Everything was in quite a mess when I wanted to arrange for a transfer from Benefactors to Tocil. The process was long and if I were to tell you guys about what happened, it would have been quite confusing. But so long as you know that I stayed over my friend's room during the first week of my holidays, that'll be enough. That reminds me. After I got my room keys, the employees at the Rootes Reception lost my NUS card! WTF?!
Till now I haven't sorted out the case of my lost card, but I've been pleased with myself and my new room. I had quite a good night's sleep, not to forget a nice dream too (not telling.. =P). This morning, though, I had to wake up for a session of indoor soccer. So, yeah, I had trouble trying to get up. But the playing was fun. It was a friendly match, and I scored a goal (yay!), but merely because the goalkeeper was hopeless (KIDDING!). Haha..
I've been wanting to get my dirty laundry washed as soon as possible. I've already got 4 (almost 5!) plastic bags full of clothes (yes, I don't use laundry baskets), and I don't already have many clothes to wear!
Now, I've met 2 of my flatmates: one a Canadian, and one a Japanese. Both are really friendly. I just found out that he has a lot of things in common with me, which is a miracle. And you know what? He just lives next to me! That's amazing.
Getting pretty tired of typing now... I guess I'll fill you guys in with more of my current news. CYA!
Everything was in quite a mess when I wanted to arrange for a transfer from Benefactors to Tocil. The process was long and if I were to tell you guys about what happened, it would have been quite confusing. But so long as you know that I stayed over my friend's room during the first week of my holidays, that'll be enough. That reminds me. After I got my room keys, the employees at the Rootes Reception lost my NUS card! WTF?!
Till now I haven't sorted out the case of my lost card, but I've been pleased with myself and my new room. I had quite a good night's sleep, not to forget a nice dream too (not telling.. =P). This morning, though, I had to wake up for a session of indoor soccer. So, yeah, I had trouble trying to get up. But the playing was fun. It was a friendly match, and I scored a goal (yay!), but merely because the goalkeeper was hopeless (KIDDING!). Haha..
I've been wanting to get my dirty laundry washed as soon as possible. I've already got 4 (almost 5!) plastic bags full of clothes (yes, I don't use laundry baskets), and I don't already have many clothes to wear!
Now, I've met 2 of my flatmates: one a Canadian, and one a Japanese. Both are really friendly. I just found out that he has a lot of things in common with me, which is a miracle. And you know what? He just lives next to me! That's amazing.
Getting pretty tired of typing now... I guess I'll fill you guys in with more of my current news. CYA!
Monday, March 20, 2006
Life is indeed boring.
It's the first Sunday of the first week of the Easter holidays, and I'm already starting to think I'm really wasting away my holidays. How pathetic can my life get? Yesterday, we had the 4th potluck of the week, the biggest one of all the rest for the week, because this time, my friend's friend came over to Warwick to visit, and 2 more other friends were invited to come over. Altogether, there were 10 of us. There were so much to eat. Well, the food was good, no doubt, but then, what I don't like about myself is that I'm never good at crowds. I never say anything, and even if I say something, I have the fear of people uninterested in what I say. If not, I also have the fear of people looking at me while I talk. Funny little me. Oh well. I was quite quiet the whole night, and I didn't feel so well at the end of it. Somehow my blood was boiling, and I felt like killing someone for some reason. I don't know what was wrong with me. Maybe it's the long stay over my friend's room and not having the time for myself for a really long time, or maybe I was quite left out of the conversation during the after-dinner chats, or maybe simply because I was just feeling really heaty after eating some stuff during the dinner and not drinking enough water AND my lips so dry that they hurt. My lips looked like 2 red-hot, burning sausages when I saw myself in the mirror! Damn. So how did I cool myself down? Had a LONG warm shower in a very space-limited cubicle at about 1.30 in the morning, without washing my hair, which I longed for so much to cool myself down. Yes, so it was not much help, but I felt much better. I woke up when my friend had to leave soon for some volunteer work for Warwick Games held by the Msian soc (which now, I have not much say in anything, and I care less about), leaving myself alone in HIS room, and not being able to do whatever I want, still. Oh, how I long to sleep on a bed now. Sighs. Well, I had some time to chat with my friends on MSN this afternoon on my own laptop, and watched a movie that I downloaded off DC++ (very good p2p programme that we can ONLY use in the university), that is, a Stephen Chow movie that I haven't watched before. It wasn't as funny as I thought it would be, but it was alright. It was a turn off listening to the mandarin version than listening to them speak in their original cantonese voices. Got quite irritated by that. No one here had the cantonese version of the movies!!! Gosh. So now I keep on telling myself,"One more night to go, just one more..." Hope that works, and finally will work properly this time. If you don't know why I have this thing for not liking to stay over someone's place for a long time, I used to have one of my best friends come over to my house when we were classmates and he stayed over my house for the weekend. You know what? We end up fighting over small stuff and not talk on the last day. When we return to class the next day, the grudge that we had would have gone. Maybe that's why I can't stand living with someone too long. If that's the case, then how did I put up with my room mate in Benefactors for 20 weeks in total? Haha. That's another contradiction. This past 2nd term, we hadn't talked to each other for about 9 weeks out of the 10 weeks we had to be with each other. Maybe that's why I had a way of putting up with that... GUY.. Argh. How I wish I was in Malaysia, back in KL again. Seeing my family, my friends, and my teachers; that's life. Miss them so much now. Speaking of which, my family just celebrated my nephew's 1st birthday, which I'm gonna be missing for the next 2 years too. WHY!?!?!?! That's life! PS: So is being turned down by a few firms for internships, not being asked to be a volunteer for Warwick Games and not being sociable enough in order to be active in my uni life -- is life?? Oh well. Such is MY life. |
Sunday, March 12, 2006
It's movin' time!
| Finally I was unleashed from a dreadful and torturous chamber where I've cried "Help!" for 20 weeks, which is almost 5 months. That's crazy. Damn, last night, we had pot luck, but we didn't have the company of my good friend from my course. I was quite disappointed when she said she had to go for a social for her society. Sighs. That's why I kind of over-reacted when she told me that over MSN. Oh well. Back to the story, I was out at my friend's flat, and I chose to stay until the whole group of friends were totally dispersed till the original occupiers were left. And guess what time that was?: 1.30am. I went back, I still had a lot to pack, so I decided to just stuff everything NEATLY in all my luggages and some that I borrowed from my friends. I didn't finish packing though. I was too tired to continue, and I needed another luggage to fit the rest of my stuff. I went to bed at about 2.30am. Guess what? We had to move out the next day by 10am. That's crazy. I had to sleep for about the most 5 hours so that I could finish packing, and start moving them to my friend's place, where I'll be (most probably) staying over for a few days before I get my own room in Tocil (yes folks, I'm seriously moving). Thank god I've got 'real' friends who even bothered to help me out with my moving. I was so touched. Thanks, you guys. You know who you are! =) So now, it's just 8.18pm, and I'm stoned. I even have the urge to sleep a few hours ago! Maybe it's because I woke up too early today, or maybe because I was also helping out some of my other friends move. So I'm kind of tired today. I might really consider sleeping soon.. Hehe... After the moving frenzy was over, 3 other friends and I were walking around the campus trying to look at other accommodations. I came out with just a Giordano ME tee, and an overall (what I would usually call a jacket). The wind was blowing really hard today, and we were freezing like crazy. Now, I'm in my friend's room, I'm still cold. Oh well... That's life in UK. Hehe... (At this time, I start to drift off into sleep with my eyes opened). Haha.. I think I had better go now. Find ways to entertain myself, or just go to sleep. Nitey nite! |
Friday, March 10, 2006
Rainy day (courtesy of avex trax, ayumi hamasaki)
In a blogging mood now, all of a sudden, at 11.30pm, on a Thursday night, closing to a Friday, the start of the end of Term 2. Haha...
Hmm... How should I start? Well, I was in the shower this afternoon (woke up in the morning, but since I didn't have any classes till 4pm, I decided to shower before class). Have you wondered why people, when they're mad at someone, or just simply depressed or unhappy about something, when they shower and think back on the things that happened, it just gives you a even more depressing mood, and makes them even want to cry even more? What's the point of showering then?! Oh, I'm just kidding. What I wanted to really say is that the feeling of water falling on your head just makes you feel... hmm... sometimes relaxed, sometimes depressing, sometimes frustrating. Isn't water amazing? I'm kidding again. I love that feeling. Even though I'm not happy about something, after a session of hot water flowing down your body, you feel so much refreshed. I come out of the shower a new man. Haha... Kidding again. Don't you just hate it when I always say that? Frankly, I hate it when I think about something else when I write. You know, like when you're typing, it takes time for your fingers to write. And while typing, your brain takes you away, either bringing you to another conclusion, or just contradicting whatever you've just said. Yep, that's me. Don't you feel like I'm such a loser? You bet.
Well, for starters, we shouldn't be talking about these sorta rubbish. Back to the shower thingy. That reminded me of something we were talking about while we were having pot luck together. We were chatting about showering (don't ask me why that even happened), and one of my friends said they wanted to invent some kind of technology that doesn't require us to shower at all. Something to do with either robots cleaning you up, or not using water to shower. I can't remember. Either way, I think it's stupid. For heaven's sake, humans are natural, and we should resort to natural ways to upbring ourselves, not rely on machinery or technology to help us. Well, there are some instances that, without machinery, our lives would be miserable. For instance, I should thank God for the existence of microwaves. That really helped me a lot during the past few years, and reasonably more during my time in UK. Or what about computers? Damn are they good. Think about it. If we were without them, how would the world evolved so quickly? The things we do with computers: communication, processing, entertainment. How can we not like computers?
Speaking of water, it reminds me of one poem I wrote LONG ago. That was like a century ago. My close school friends knows about it. And to add on to the expression "LONG", it also implies the length of the poem. A 3-pager. I consider it a work of art. A really good way of expressing my inner anger and irritation I've contained in school. Just like when an artist spills paint on canvas. But they still call it art. If you know how art is interpretted, that'll help. Oh, back to my poem. I mentioned it cuz I had one stanza about how someone would stand under the rain and feel every single drop of it, arms held out straight, and eyes closed. Just like the feeling of showering, but the only difference is, you're wearing something.
That was lame, I know. =P Anyway, starting to get tired. Hope you enjoyed my ranting. Ciao!
Hmm... How should I start? Well, I was in the shower this afternoon (woke up in the morning, but since I didn't have any classes till 4pm, I decided to shower before class). Have you wondered why people, when they're mad at someone, or just simply depressed or unhappy about something, when they shower and think back on the things that happened, it just gives you a even more depressing mood, and makes them even want to cry even more? What's the point of showering then?! Oh, I'm just kidding. What I wanted to really say is that the feeling of water falling on your head just makes you feel... hmm... sometimes relaxed, sometimes depressing, sometimes frustrating. Isn't water amazing? I'm kidding again. I love that feeling. Even though I'm not happy about something, after a session of hot water flowing down your body, you feel so much refreshed. I come out of the shower a new man. Haha... Kidding again. Don't you just hate it when I always say that? Frankly, I hate it when I think about something else when I write. You know, like when you're typing, it takes time for your fingers to write. And while typing, your brain takes you away, either bringing you to another conclusion, or just contradicting whatever you've just said. Yep, that's me. Don't you feel like I'm such a loser? You bet.
Well, for starters, we shouldn't be talking about these sorta rubbish. Back to the shower thingy. That reminded me of something we were talking about while we were having pot luck together. We were chatting about showering (don't ask me why that even happened), and one of my friends said they wanted to invent some kind of technology that doesn't require us to shower at all. Something to do with either robots cleaning you up, or not using water to shower. I can't remember. Either way, I think it's stupid. For heaven's sake, humans are natural, and we should resort to natural ways to upbring ourselves, not rely on machinery or technology to help us. Well, there are some instances that, without machinery, our lives would be miserable. For instance, I should thank God for the existence of microwaves. That really helped me a lot during the past few years, and reasonably more during my time in UK. Or what about computers? Damn are they good. Think about it. If we were without them, how would the world evolved so quickly? The things we do with computers: communication, processing, entertainment. How can we not like computers?
Speaking of water, it reminds me of one poem I wrote LONG ago. That was like a century ago. My close school friends knows about it. And to add on to the expression "LONG", it also implies the length of the poem. A 3-pager. I consider it a work of art. A really good way of expressing my inner anger and irritation I've contained in school. Just like when an artist spills paint on canvas. But they still call it art. If you know how art is interpretted, that'll help. Oh, back to my poem. I mentioned it cuz I had one stanza about how someone would stand under the rain and feel every single drop of it, arms held out straight, and eyes closed. Just like the feeling of showering, but the only difference is, you're wearing something.
That was lame, I know. =P Anyway, starting to get tired. Hope you enjoyed my ranting. Ciao!
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Analyse this...
This week is the last week of term 2 (woo hoo!), but I don't get to go back to KL (boo hoo...). Too bad, the weeks I'll have to stay here will be used for full-time, intensive, damn boring and tiring studyin'. Oh my...
Went to Leamington Spa to look for a part-time job on Saturday. I woke up from a long night of pot-luck. You know, it's a Saturday morning for crying out loud! I wanna go back to sleep! But I had to wake up at about 9am just to write myself a CV. Too bad stationery shops were closed on that day. I only had ONE CV to work with! God damn. In the end, I only could apply for one place, chosen from all the places James picked and left his CV. Luckily, one more shop gave us application forms instead of asking for our CV.
Today was the last day for Analysis 2 lectures. He was really relaxed and confident that he was gonna finish off the syllabus by today. And guess what. He really did. I was so surprised when all of the students clapped to his ending. I was overwhelmed. I mean, it's the first lecture I've been that is the last lecture. And the moment I heard claps, I had to urge to give him a clap too. He was a great lecturer through this past term. He taught us well, and he really did his job.
Back to the claps. It felt funny too. I mean, you have been to some kind of talk, or maybe a seminar, right? You clap at the speaker for his/her efforts for presentation. Think about it. We're clapping at him because of his great presentation. But it was a (about) 20-hour 'presentation', and we had to go through this 'presentation' for 10 weeks. It's like going for talks every week. You get what I'm trying to say here?
Been really tired from thinking about whether or not I should move to some other hall just for the holidays or for the time till the end of the 1st year. I have to make the decision by this week anyway. Oh well... Big decision's coming!
Went to Leamington Spa to look for a part-time job on Saturday. I woke up from a long night of pot-luck. You know, it's a Saturday morning for crying out loud! I wanna go back to sleep! But I had to wake up at about 9am just to write myself a CV. Too bad stationery shops were closed on that day. I only had ONE CV to work with! God damn. In the end, I only could apply for one place, chosen from all the places James picked and left his CV. Luckily, one more shop gave us application forms instead of asking for our CV.
Today was the last day for Analysis 2 lectures. He was really relaxed and confident that he was gonna finish off the syllabus by today. And guess what. He really did. I was so surprised when all of the students clapped to his ending. I was overwhelmed. I mean, it's the first lecture I've been that is the last lecture. And the moment I heard claps, I had to urge to give him a clap too. He was a great lecturer through this past term. He taught us well, and he really did his job.
Back to the claps. It felt funny too. I mean, you have been to some kind of talk, or maybe a seminar, right? You clap at the speaker for his/her efforts for presentation. Think about it. We're clapping at him because of his great presentation. But it was a (about) 20-hour 'presentation', and we had to go through this 'presentation' for 10 weeks. It's like going for talks every week. You get what I'm trying to say here?
Been really tired from thinking about whether or not I should move to some other hall just for the holidays or for the time till the end of the 1st year. I have to make the decision by this week anyway. Oh well... Big decision's coming!
Monday, February 20, 2006
Another "one-of-those-days"
Did anyone miss me? I just realised I haven't been blogging for a week, oh, exactly one week. Not bad. And all the while, I thought I've not been blogging for, I don't know, a few weeks? Time really flies by, yet, I feel as though time passes by really slowly. That's how I feel today. Maybe that's because I was in my room watching a whole lot of television dramas. Dear me.
It's really true how you stay in your room the whole day, and start thinking about other things. For me, it's always bad things. I mean, things that are depressing, so to say. Today, I think it's the after-effect of watching a chinese series. Damn. The ending was so sad, I started thinking of the things that would have happened AFTER the ending. Yes, the ending was a sudden one. It didn't end properly. And I started thinking about the things that should have happened instead. I started complaining why the creators just couldn't make anymore happy endings. See how much I can think about when I have nothing to do, and stuck with someone in my room who doesn't talk to me, cares only about himself (applicable only to me), and sticks to his computer all the time.
I had fun yesterday. At least I had something to do, instead of staying in my room for the whole day doing nothing. I had nothing to do. Well, I should say I was reluctant to do any work today. You know, I wanted to do something productive, though my intuition just told me to relax and do nothing. What kind of intuition is that?? Damn. It wouldn't have been called intuition if it's that bad. It should have been called the 'devil'.
How I wish to be at home, where I really felt like home. Hey, I had a grip of myself when I came back to the university. I no longer felt that homesick, compared to the 1st term. Haha, maybe it's just for today. I guess if I go to bed, I'll forget about it tomorrow. Everything will return to normal.
Nothing new, huh? Yeah. Here I go again. My evil twin is unleashed. I believe that I have a twin inside me. One good, one bad. At times, if I'm really happy, it's the good one. Otherwise, it'll be the bad one. It's hard to control myself sometimes. My best friend had seen the horrible side of me. And it's not something worth seeing. I guarantee it not a pleasant sight. Trust me.
I'm kidding. I would never show it too clearly. I don't like letting others feel my pain and sufferings at that instant. You can trust me on this. ;)
It's really true how you stay in your room the whole day, and start thinking about other things. For me, it's always bad things. I mean, things that are depressing, so to say. Today, I think it's the after-effect of watching a chinese series. Damn. The ending was so sad, I started thinking of the things that would have happened AFTER the ending. Yes, the ending was a sudden one. It didn't end properly. And I started thinking about the things that should have happened instead. I started complaining why the creators just couldn't make anymore happy endings. See how much I can think about when I have nothing to do, and stuck with someone in my room who doesn't talk to me, cares only about himself (applicable only to me), and sticks to his computer all the time.
I had fun yesterday. At least I had something to do, instead of staying in my room for the whole day doing nothing. I had nothing to do. Well, I should say I was reluctant to do any work today. You know, I wanted to do something productive, though my intuition just told me to relax and do nothing. What kind of intuition is that?? Damn. It wouldn't have been called intuition if it's that bad. It should have been called the 'devil'.
How I wish to be at home, where I really felt like home. Hey, I had a grip of myself when I came back to the university. I no longer felt that homesick, compared to the 1st term. Haha, maybe it's just for today. I guess if I go to bed, I'll forget about it tomorrow. Everything will return to normal.
Nothing new, huh? Yeah. Here I go again. My evil twin is unleashed. I believe that I have a twin inside me. One good, one bad. At times, if I'm really happy, it's the good one. Otherwise, it'll be the bad one. It's hard to control myself sometimes. My best friend had seen the horrible side of me. And it's not something worth seeing. I guarantee it not a pleasant sight. Trust me.
I'm kidding. I would never show it too clearly. I don't like letting others feel my pain and sufferings at that instant. You can trust me on this. ;)
Friday, February 10, 2006
PMS
Have you ever seen a child throw a tantrum? He would just go angry, either cry about it, get all pouted, or literally 'throw a tantrum', right? I'm sure it's also common amongst teenagers. Speaking of which, I'm still a teenager! Haha... Opps, a few more months till I become a 'youth'! Damn it! Haha...
Back to my story. I was quite moody today, since I stepped out of my door, for some unknown reason. I had been quite unlucky today too. I hope this has nothing to do with any foresights; that'll be scary. It's like, this morning, I had a gastric pain all of a sudden. I don't know whether IT's there, or just because I'm hungry. I was taking some prescription, a medicine for some skin problem. I stopped taking it because it always gives me gastric pains. But since I have already stopped taking it, then why am I still having gastric pains? Another instance is that all my fruits had gone bad. I mean, they're supposed to be OK today, since today IS the expiry date, right?? Hehe... Maybe it's my misunderstanding, but it doesn't always happen to expire ON the day which is written on the pack, right? It writes "Best Before", so obviously it would be be 'best' eaten 'before' the date, but it doesn't happen to go bad ON the day right? Oh well...
The Verdict is in. My friend talked me into going to Malaysian Night. But I made her go to Birmingham with me *grins*. Haha. I had to go somewhere to take a breather. I think I'm almost going nuts trying to finish assignments every week. Not to forget tests coming for the coming weeks. Geez... Anyway, I will have to company her to the event too. I feel quite bad for not going since she's already here, and she'd be alone without knowing anybody else in the university. Poor her.
It's already 1.27am, and I have a lecture at 12pm tomorrow. I'm not sleeping yet! That's a revolution. I had a nap this afternoon, which usually deters me from sleeping early at nights. That's why I don't usually nap in the afternoons. Bad idea, Alex... Now I have to wait till I feel sleepy. Wait, I think I'm already feeling it... Woo-hoo! Finally get to sleep....
Alrighty then... Good night!
Back to my story. I was quite moody today, since I stepped out of my door, for some unknown reason. I had been quite unlucky today too. I hope this has nothing to do with any foresights; that'll be scary. It's like, this morning, I had a gastric pain all of a sudden. I don't know whether IT's there, or just because I'm hungry. I was taking some prescription, a medicine for some skin problem. I stopped taking it because it always gives me gastric pains. But since I have already stopped taking it, then why am I still having gastric pains? Another instance is that all my fruits had gone bad. I mean, they're supposed to be OK today, since today IS the expiry date, right?? Hehe... Maybe it's my misunderstanding, but it doesn't always happen to expire ON the day which is written on the pack, right? It writes "Best Before", so obviously it would be be 'best' eaten 'before' the date, but it doesn't happen to go bad ON the day right? Oh well...
The Verdict is in. My friend talked me into going to Malaysian Night. But I made her go to Birmingham with me *grins*. Haha. I had to go somewhere to take a breather. I think I'm almost going nuts trying to finish assignments every week. Not to forget tests coming for the coming weeks. Geez... Anyway, I will have to company her to the event too. I feel quite bad for not going since she's already here, and she'd be alone without knowing anybody else in the university. Poor her.
It's already 1.27am, and I have a lecture at 12pm tomorrow. I'm not sleeping yet! That's a revolution. I had a nap this afternoon, which usually deters me from sleeping early at nights. That's why I don't usually nap in the afternoons. Bad idea, Alex... Now I have to wait till I feel sleepy. Wait, I think I'm already feeling it... Woo-hoo! Finally get to sleep....
Alrighty then... Good night!
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Intrusion
It's funny how a blog is used to write everything we have experienced, and would've wanted to keep everything read among people that I know; and now, everything is exposed, not anymore a private space of my own.
I'm speechless at this moment. I was really, really angry with 'funny' people last week, but now not anymore. I want to write something here, but I'm afraid of weird people reading my posts again.
Hmmm... Right.. Malaysian Night is coming. I'm not going. Why? Long Story. Not planning to tell too. Because the whole reason that I'm not going is due to the 'stupidity' of people. Hmmm. I'm right. Why should I care what they say about me? Just as long as I believe in myself, am I not right? I own the rights to have freedom of speech. Law'yers' our there, hear me out! Haha..
So I was forced to go for the night event. Just because my friend is going, and there won't be anyone to company them. Guess what? I was also offered a free ticket just because of my friend. Oh well... I'm as stubborn as a donkey. If I say I won't go, I won't go.
So I guess I'll be alone in my room again on this Saturday. Always alone.
Valentine's Day is coming soon. Too bad it falls on a Tuesday. It's a pity I still am single. If not, I wouldn't have been this pessimistic. (Haha.. Excuses, excuses..)
Love... Oh, this word just reminds me of a poem I wrote LONG ago... Brings back the memories. Hehe....
I'm speechless at this moment. I was really, really angry with 'funny' people last week, but now not anymore. I want to write something here, but I'm afraid of weird people reading my posts again.
Hmmm... Right.. Malaysian Night is coming. I'm not going. Why? Long Story. Not planning to tell too. Because the whole reason that I'm not going is due to the 'stupidity' of people. Hmmm. I'm right. Why should I care what they say about me? Just as long as I believe in myself, am I not right? I own the rights to have freedom of speech. Law'yers' our there, hear me out! Haha..
So I was forced to go for the night event. Just because my friend is going, and there won't be anyone to company them. Guess what? I was also offered a free ticket just because of my friend. Oh well... I'm as stubborn as a donkey. If I say I won't go, I won't go.
So I guess I'll be alone in my room again on this Saturday. Always alone.
Valentine's Day is coming soon. Too bad it falls on a Tuesday. It's a pity I still am single. If not, I wouldn't have been this pessimistic. (Haha.. Excuses, excuses..)
Love... Oh, this word just reminds me of a poem I wrote LONG ago... Brings back the memories. Hehe....
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