-_-

*beep beep*

Sms from M:

I read tis story in d net- U like a guy vry much.U care 4him.Tho he knws u like him,he x bothr coz ur x his type.In d end, u cnfessd 2him.He givs excuses- cnsrvativ parents,work.D bomb-He said he got diabetes n STD.4 diabts,he need 2b injcted 2x a day.STD is cured bt still.Wat wud u do? In d net, d girl left him.

Wah...My friend is really the bomb la. This coming from a girl who was so crazy about a guy she wrote down all his sms replies because her phone was out of space, and looks for his car number plate whenever a similar car drives past in case its him. =/


Reply:

Pls x take it seriously. All sorts of stories r on the net. Nonsense. Dont say u r the girl ar..Must have some maruah diri ok. If i were her, i'd stop after he x bother.

How la, girls like her...

Its time.

Phonetics and phonology is hard. Tambah morphology pulak...aihseh.





















ALL THE BEST IN EXAMS PEOPLE!

Wasted time

Its good to have my friend back.
So so so so so so very good.
For almost the whole semester, i did not.
We had fallen into a dead silence.
Neither budging, moving, trying.
Fake smiles and forced talk.
Unnaturally holding back.
And it hurt even more for we saw each other every day.
Nobody noticed or could tell anything was amiss.
We were great actors.
All the while i just hoped he was doing alright.
I thank God, for those in his life,
Who were there for him when i was not.
I am ashamed that it took so long, for me to swallow my pride.

More than once i had Matt 5:23-24 haunting me: Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled with your brother; then come and offer your gift.

Still i was stubborn.
As if i can run from God.
I sometimes tell myself i can though.
I'm hiding among the trees.

So i was a hypocrite.
Not walking the talk.
Till i couldn't take it anymore.
One night the weight was unbearable.
I had nothing to lose.

And now i've got my friend back.

Thats what happens when i dont do what i know i must.
I suffer, when the path of happiness was there all along.



To my Teddy Bear Friend:



I've missed you!

Blind

"Shelby, can i ask you a personal question?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Have you ever been in love?"

Whoa. Not the question i was expecting.






ps: Kitty Cat, take care of yourself and get well soon.

Selamat Hari Raya

And today i went to Zaza's home for ketupat, rendang and lemang.

Kedah, being the land of Padi, is no joke. We jakun people were Oooooooh-ing and Aaaaaaahhhh-ing, about 15mins from the bridge when we had padi fields on both sides. It was really a beautiful sight. The green was so green. The kind of green that cannot be imagined, but only understood once in its presence. Here and there the green was dotted with white; bangau! Even they looked whiter against the greenest backdrop.

Bangau = the old song = "Bangau o bangau mengapa engkau kurus?...'Macamana aku tak kurus, ikan tak nak timbul, ikan tak nak timbul'..." Cant remember the whole thing, i know envolves a sick cow somewhere along the way though.

Zaza's area is really a kampung, with wooden houses and chickens darting across the narrow lane. Her mom and dad were nice, welcoming. I love being with real people. Those who just are who they are and dont try to be anything they're not. I had this conversation before, with Sam trying to explain what i meant by real people. Too lazy to explain the context now, but i do know i said "...real people are those that have stretch marks and are not afraid to show 'em."















After stuffing our faces we, sat talking. Thats the best part; talking. I remember all the times when i stay back after parties or whatever, sometimes the last one to leave cause of the talking that just flows on and on. To break the moment with an abrupt, hasty farewell is just wrong. We three pigs sat and talked and watched the kids run around the house playing hide-and-seek.

Our lack of mobility caused us to miss the chance to go exploring around her area, for by the time we managed to stand it was exactly the moment when it is no longer day but not yet night. There was still a lasting dim light from the sun that had long ago set, leaving stubborn rays refusing to say goodbye before showing us more beauty.















Above is the view from the back of Zaza's house. She stands watching us as we admire what she calls biasa je... She shrugs it off, but to see it spread out before me, the cool, damp air on my skin and a myriad of sounds in my ears was really special.

I miss seeing thousands of stars in the sky.

Where's everyone?

Don't ya love it when you see two people and you just know something's going on. Its not as if they're even doing anything. But its. . .there. Subtle changes. Body language. Choice of words. *wide grin* However, blur people will not pick up on it, and are completely surprised when they do find out... *cough-samuel-cough*

My hostel is dead. Everyone's gone home for the "holidays" aka Study Week. Its so quiet that my friend on the 1st floor heard me singing from the 5th floor. =/ Not only that, the cafe is closed so i'm gonna be a regular at Khaleel. bleh!

Tonight is the Man U vs Liverpool match. Managed to find a kind hearted Devil to watch it with, so i better bring extra tissues with me for when his team loses.

Still lamenting over my lost jacket. Wonder if there's any possibility of getting it back.

Wanted to go jogging but rained. Again. Love the rain, but its made my tall square friend ill. A tall square is actually a rectangle hor?

Last night, went for Deepavali dinner at Nisha's house and it was fantabulastic! Ate to the point of severe discomfort, unbuttoned pants, flop-on-couch-like-beached-whale type full. Home cooked food is the bomb...We also had a lesson on how to make thosai. And it is NOT as easy as it looks.





<--Nisha















Gotta get ready. Suria's making dinner. (maggi mee)
So sadddddddddddddddd...

Our stand

Since the 11th, the day the exam slips were given out and the news of 4 coursemates being barred was spead, we've been so frustrated and bitter because of the unfairness of it all. The more we talked about it, the more fired up we got because this horrible treatment we have had to endure the past two semesters, but the act of barring our friends was really over the limit.

"The ball is in your court. It is your prerogative as uni students to do something about it, or else it will continue. At least if you did something, it could cause change, and not only for yourselves but for the students to come."

Hearing that, i realised- it is absolutely true. If we just complain and moan and groan and whine among ourselves, what good would it do except increase the grrrrrr feeling inside.

So after discussing with a few pals, i said i'd go back and write a letter of complaint, and we as a class should sign it to show that it's a collective agreement that we have had enough.















As i wrote it though, i was apprehensive. Would my fellow coursemates step up to the plate, or would they, at the crunch point, back down due to fear... And this is the only thing this lecturer has over us- because her position will enable her to mark us badly in the coming exam. Some said, "Send it later on, so that the grades wont be harmed". But no- that's exactly what was the problem. We wanted to show our disappointment and disatisfaction for having a lecturer with such unprofessional qualities, and also our sadness and outrage over the unfair act towards our friends. It had to be now, for although it cant un-bar them, it tells the Humanities School, "Look, what was done wasn't right, and we all know it. We are not afraid to voice it." Later on would be too late, and in time- forgotten. Swept under the mengkuang mat, as Dr. Shakila would say.

Did my classmates submit to Fear?

I'm so proud to say that they did not.

All but two who attended the last lecture signed the letter. While it was being circulated, out the corner of my eye i was observing their reaction and response to it. Some immediately took out their pens, while others passed it on at first [Fear], only to sign later on [Courage].

This act, though seemingly small, is our voice.

May it be heard.



**In an unrelated incident, i just realised earlier today that i lost my beloved green jacket yesterday. Somewhere from my class at DK Q to PPIK, such a short distance. I must've set it down without realising. Gah! Am sad. Jacket was nice and had the worn feeling. Hope the Reject Shop still has the same one.**

The World of

I dont surf Friendster like i know SOME people do, but it occasionally helps me keep up-to-date la..Mainly in the Romance Dept. of who's got a new love interest. Realise now, the power of Friendster, and how some people take it seriously. And i know that any of my friends with new bf/gf's will upload pictures and will be featured as Primary Photo. =p

The other day i noticed in the Friend Updates box, Mel put a new picture of her and some guy kissing her cheek. And i was shocked, cause the guy in the pic looked like an ex-schoolmate, so i immediately sms'd Joshua for confirmation (since he is Mel's close friend) and it turned out even he didnt know about it... See la- how terrible we've become. Announcing important events via blogs and Friendster. *pui!*

So as i scrolled down i noticed something my eyes usually dont waste time on, and found it kinda hmmmm...sure or not?















Are those really top searches? So i keyed in something random, i found out its powered by Yahoo! search and Eurekster. (irrelevant info) So, this is what Friendster addicts search for when they're not spying on their friends or secretly checking up on their ex's using the "view profiles anonymously" function. I say addicts, cause any sane person would use Google. (Did you kno the google colours? Blue-Red-Yellow-Blue-Green-Red) Am i wrong? Seriously, i've never used friendster to search for anything other than friends. =/

And these are the so-called Top 10 Searches?














Halloween masks i can accept, but the rest...
No way.... Suddenly everyone broke their clocks and need to search online (through Friendster, not ebay mind you) to get a new one isit? Sure.

I'm trying to think who of my friends would be the culprits behind looking up these 'interesting' things:

1. Auntie Mildred - cause she own's arts and crafts
2. Cant - too mean,as topic boring, suggests boring person.Weng Soon?Haha..
3. Gareth - cause i think Canada i think Gareth, and Colin from Who's Line.
4. Jon - cause he gets backaches
5. *Cant really think of anyone*
6. Suria - cause her laptop forever has viruses
7. Teik Shin - cause he goes once or twice a month
8. Everyone - cause they're too bloody lazy to send snail mail
9. Mun Onn - cause i finally saw his you-tube dancing
10.Li Yee - cause she's always enthusiastic bout this kinda thing

Wonder what the next Top 10 Searches (konon) will be.

Stupid Kevin.

Some things in life just dont make sense...

Like, why is the 1sen coin bigger than the 5sen coin.















Kevin la, bring up this thought provoking question. Which we discussed over chicken breast at Subaidah.
Chicken + 1 Veggie + 1 whole egg = RM3.40 *Stomache Satisfaction*

Isit cause its cheaper to make the 1sen, so it can be bigger?

Was it a mistake that cannot be tarik-ed balik?

Or is there just really no meaning to it?

Celebrate Others

Yesterday was PKA's last meeting for the semester.
Last night was my CGs' (Benjamin Sundari) last gathering.

Cannot believe the end of the sem is just around the corner.

Getting slightly stressed over the Family Camp planning. I'm supposed to be collecting the camp fees from the campers, and... sigh. Maybe i'm the wrong person for the job, since i cant quite do the Ah-Long-chase-after-for-payment-threaten-with-knife type thing. My way is more subtle. Gentle reminders. Spent much time on Thurdsay night sms-ing people, reminding them to pay up the next day. I ended up just wasting my time and money. Well, there was response, but - minimal. I know many still forgot, and others didnt come.

To me, if you wanna go for something, and decide to go- you already know when making the decision that there's a fee to pay. So how some can act as if they dont know they're supposed to pay up is beyond me...

Having been on organizing committee's before, i know the importance of cooperation in the $ department. I know they are gonna/and wanna pay up, but I guess, its still the case of many not knowing the behind the scenes activities, and how money is needed before hand to cover certain things. And so not having the $$$ is a real headache.

Besides that, there's trying to pester and persuade others to go- as if its my job to convince people of why they should choose to go. Well, it is my job, and yet, at the same time i feel that those who need so much push, might as well not come. (God, please dont strike me down with lightning) It's different if there's financial reasons holding someone back, and that is actually not a problem since countless times we've said members who truly need subsidy can approach me or take a loan.

On the other hand, there are members who make me feel wow... They're so encouraging and make me know that its all worth it. And they don't even do anything! They just are...! Last night i stopped by someone's room (to collect money =p), a member that i didnt know so well, and we ended up chatting for over an hour. That conversation was the reminder i needed.

Because of them, I am looking forward to camp.
But still, I do wish everyone in PKA would sign up.
(And pay up... hyuk hyuk.)




Hope everyone's enjoying the Buka Puasa food as much as my mates & i are!

Lecturers from Hell

We all have to get them at least once in our uni lives. No one is that lucky to escape.

Today was my classmates turn. Dr. Suzzie has barred at least 4 that i know of from sitting for the final exam.

jeng jeng jeng

Its not like they've been a horrible students. Most only missed a max of 3 lectures, and 1 tutorial. That is not exactly grounds for barring if you ask me.
The truth is she's just a pain in the butt. She doesn't like certain people, and once she dont like, jangan harap to escape.

This is a lecturer that does not accept opinions different from her own. Since first year, she's despised students that speak out in class, especially if they have a good point and indirectly prove her wrong. Its terrible, since instead of cultivating a 'speaking-out' culture, she's forcing us to comply to the 'sit-down and shut-up' culture.

Truthfully, i dont think she's even qualified to be a lecturer in the first place. Her lectures so far has consisted of her reading out either the transparency notes word for word, or chunks from the novels, lamely attempting to make a connection between the two. Its really sad.
Who wouldn't wanna skip her class?!

The best unconfirmed news i heard is that she'll be taking a sabbatical next semester... Woo Hoo! I hope if she comes back she changes to UM or something.Muahaha....

But for now, my classmates have gotta grovel, beg, plead, strip all dignity he has and ask her to "forgive" them so they can be allowed to sit for the exam.

The alternative:
Repeating the paper under her, all over again?

No way.


ps: Ooooh, apparently UM is no longer the #1 uni in M'sia. Its been overthrown by UKM.
MuaHaha... No more gloating power, you smug peacocks... =p
At least USM is still the most beautiful uni...

Leave No Word Unturned

Learning or Social gathering...We'll see.

Haze is worse here than in Penang.

Big Galoot

This is life sometimes.

















You can be happily jumping off your seat, running to go play with your doggy, and not noticing a wet patch, slip and fall heavily on both knees. Thankfully with working reflexes, your arms fly out in time to prevent you from busting your chin on the floor. Instead of being sayanged, you get chided for not being more alert.

Speed = distance ÷ time

Acceleration = Change of speed ÷ time

Force = Mass x Acceleration

With the help of an ex-Physics undergraduate, we calculated the force of impact my knees underwent was ±2200N.

Thats life i guess, sh*t happens unexpectedly. Just like how you can be feeling so happy, and something microscopic happens and your mood can alter dramatically.

Ooh- the word microscopic reminds me of when Mr. Bean used it to describe the painting of Whistler's Mother. I miss Mr. Bean's old stuff, i cant imagine a generation now, that's growing up not knowing Mr. Bean and Mind Your Language and The Nanny...so deprived! I think i'm very glad i was born when i was born. I wouldn't wanna be born now, i think.

So anyway- back to the matter. It looks like, in order to not suffer such pain i've either got to lessen my mass, or slow down time. Since slowing down time's impossible, its about losing weight. Its always about the weight! Damn CLEO and its constant 10 Tips to a Trim Tum or 5 Steps to a Bikini Body!!! *pui !*

But its not about weight, since that's merely the physical and stuff that happens on the outside is nothing compared to what goes on in the inside.

Its a happy day though, inspite of what i think i know i feel inside. Much better to be happy for no reason than to be not happy for no reason.

I'm just a big galoot.

Mini Break

"A mini-break means true love."
(Wonder who'll know which movie this line comes from, besides you Stoop ;p )

I'm on a mini break back home.
Cause i truly love my mom.And its her birthday today.

I told minimal people for the obvious reason.

Nothing beats coming home.
Falling asleep on the couch in front of the idiot box is great.

Watching the never ending, Bold and the Beautiful with my mom,
critisizing it like mad,scolding her for watching utter rubbish,
while secretly wondering if Brooke will tell her ex-husband,
Ridge that she caught his wife Taylor kissing Hector...

However, it is a mini-break. And my bus is tomorrow 7.30am.

But its okay. My 57hours here is considered a bonus.

Look up to blue skies and say hey,Its okay.

Its okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! 

=)

(Best rendition of the song was by Rowen at Camp Cam 06.He was the man!)