It happened in Malaysia between 7.28pm and 9.21pm. I saw the little promo for it in The Star and thought i'd go since it was in USM.
Alas, it was rainy and cloudy and the only interesting thing i saw tonight were 3 eggs standing in a row. *pic to come*
It seems that when the moon is totally eclipsed, its easier to balance things, something to do wit the pull of gravity. (?)
*******
Yesterday morning, i was told something that immediately made me fight back my instant desire to cry. To be honest i never thought i'd hear it, and i have been unfaithful in hoping, never really believing it could ever happen. Is it doubt if you never fully belived it would happen in the first place?
I can't talk about it because i have fears, that deep down it wont last. I'm steeling myself, for disappointment comes and crushes you right when you let your guard down. But it was an overwhelming moment. Years of Everything... Gone. No more. Finished.
*******
Offline msn message recieved the other night-
Rudi: Josh is not coming to Malaysia.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Why am i not surprised... Oh well. Better hear it sooner rather than later.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
What's your race?
Last night i went to a forum.
So far, and yet so near.
Held back by our own fear.
Lots said that i doubt i'd do it justice if i try to paraphrase it here.
Something interesting i'd like to pass on from it though is this , next time when filling in forms, where possible (using your discretion) :
Gender :Irrelevent
Religion : Irrelevent
And under Race : Bangsa Malaysia
Respect. Consideration. Unselfishness. Love.
Sound familiar? A lot like something many of us have heard. said by Someone a long time ago. But when we hear it, i'm sure creating a better Malaysia doesn't come to mind first. Pity.
So far, and yet so near.
Held back by our own fear.
Lots said that i doubt i'd do it justice if i try to paraphrase it here.
Something interesting i'd like to pass on from it though is this , next time when filling in forms, where possible (using your discretion) :
Gender :Irrelevent
Religion : Irrelevent
And under Race : Bangsa Malaysia
Respect. Consideration. Unselfishness. Love.
Sound familiar? A lot like something many of us have heard. said by Someone a long time ago. But when we hear it, i'm sure creating a better Malaysia doesn't come to mind first. Pity.
"... We must each always think first of Malaya, of the national need and least of ourselves. Everyone must try to help and see that the people are one-minded, with one loyalty and one aim, to make Malaya - the land we love - a happy abode for all of us. If we all do this then we can guarantee liberty, security, prosperity and happiness for the future..."
Y.T.M. Tunku Abdul Rahman Putra, 12 Februari 1959
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Tunku - The Musical
Venue: KLPac - http://www.klpac.com
Date & Time: Sat 11 Aug – Sat 1 Sep 2007
Tickets: RM80/ RM60/ RM40 (students, disabled & sr. citizens)
Watched it a few hours ago and i thought it was really good. Though I had no expectations of it being good/bad/ugly, the storyline was actually NOT what i expected. The musical was impressive in the sense that it managed to make the audience uncomfortable, with its in-your-face style and it was intense. It even moved me emotionally and i found myself rapidly blinking my eyes during certain parts.
Do go if you have the opportunity, i think its well worth the money.
**I was supposed to watch it with Chris, but he has been having a bad cough the past week and the night before this it got alot worse; high fever and bad headaches. Please remember him, if and when you pray.**
Friday, August 24, 2007
Successful Surprise
Birthday surprises rarely are actual surprises nowadays.
The birthday person expects it to happen.
It's rare that you can actually surprise someone and get the "Oh My Gosh! I so TOTaLLy didn't see that coming!"
So it was fun to participate in Suleen's 20th 6am Wake Up Surprise! (last Saturday)
Gone are the 12midnight shockers, this is the way to go la. Before the sun is up, get em while they're sleeping soundly, dead to the world.
This was extra special cause her friends from KL drove up just to be with her. So shweeeeeet.....
We actually smuggled the boys in and up to her room, which is a no-no! But that is the beauty of doing it at 6am- no one's awake to see.
After that we went for breakfast and the 4 of them got to spend a whole day of fun together. It was like a mini RBS 05 reuinon as Tee Ming was around as well. Somehow, James and Kevin were forgotten, our bad... =/
*You cant see it here, but in the shot i took before this, Justin 'kena tipu/ bluffed by the camera. Priceless moment...'*
Overall, i guess from her smile, she was very :
The birthday person expects it to happen.
It's rare that you can actually surprise someone and get the "Oh My Gosh! I so TOTaLLy didn't see that coming!"
So it was fun to participate in Suleen's 20th 6am Wake Up Surprise! (last Saturday)
Gone are the 12midnight shockers, this is the way to go la. Before the sun is up, get em while they're sleeping soundly, dead to the world.
This was extra special cause her friends from KL drove up just to be with her. So shweeeeeet.....
We actually smuggled the boys in and up to her room, which is a no-no! But that is the beauty of doing it at 6am- no one's awake to see.
After that we went for breakfast and the 4 of them got to spend a whole day of fun together. It was like a mini RBS 05 reuinon as Tee Ming was around as well. Somehow, James and Kevin were forgotten, our bad... =/
*You cant see it here, but in the shot i took before this, Justin 'kena tipu/ bluffed by the camera. Priceless moment...'*
Overall, i guess from her smile, she was very :
Convo Week 13th – 19th August 2007
Hot – sweaty – noisy – MADNESS!
But the good kind, of course.
It began calm, with the ex-USMer’s returning to campus to pick up their robes, mortar board (square hat) and fill in forms asking questions like “Have you got a job yet?” *Which according to a newspaper report says that 75% of USM grads have gotten jobs. Woo hoo!*
As always, the atmosphere around campus becomes totally different- everything is somewhat put on hold due to convo, so students and lecturers alike are all happy!
What we students love the most is the stalls that open up all the way from Sg. Dua entrance up till DTSP. Rows and rows of stalls selling flowers, clothes, souvenirs and most importantly – FOOD!
Seriously, you spend so much more than you want cause, walk few steps Wah! Kebab… Walk on little more, Ooh! Coconut milkshake… Rm1 here, RM2 there… For a week! So I figure I’ve gotta eat maggi mee for 2 weeks to make up for what I spent. =(
This year PKA did our PIT project again, Pick It Today where we voluntarily go around the Tapak Convo and pick up the rubbish that inconsiderate, lazy people just throw on the ground. My thighs really got a good workout as I had to stop, bend, pick over and over and over...
Obviously though, the other highlight is when the graduates come out of the hall by the hundreds. All in their purple robes, like a long trail of ants following the ant line till they reach the point where they break free and scatter off to find family and friends. Its chaotic! Madness for everyone- graduates, parents, family and friends. All trying to find one another in the masses.
But it was worth the jostling crowd, Penang heat and car exhaust fumes to get a glimpse of those that have moved on in life. To see their faces light up when they spot whoever their looking for. Kinda like a scene from the arrival hall in an airport, where you wait anxiously at the gate looking for so-and-so pushing their trolley.
Some have changed in the months since I’ve seen them, and some are still exactly the same. It was good to see friends after so long. I was even fortunate enough to get to spend quality time with those who I’ve really missed. I feared awkwardness and initially wondered if I was wanted around, but it turned out to be a very precious time for me and I was sad when it came to an end and we had to say our goodbyes.
Some graduates cried, some were just speechlessly beaming, some acted like it was just another normal day.
But Miss Kenapa Kenapa, mere minutes from exiting the hall, managed to go get her hands on food first before looking for anyone. Wow!
Convo ke-36 meant this to me, a reminder that the next time round, it’ll be my turn to don them purple robes and take my walk along the DTSP stage. A very stressful thought.
I just hope I’ll come out looking as happy as this:
But the good kind, of course.
It began calm, with the ex-USMer’s returning to campus to pick up their robes, mortar board (square hat) and fill in forms asking questions like “Have you got a job yet?” *Which according to a newspaper report says that 75% of USM grads have gotten jobs. Woo hoo!*
As always, the atmosphere around campus becomes totally different- everything is somewhat put on hold due to convo, so students and lecturers alike are all happy!
What we students love the most is the stalls that open up all the way from Sg. Dua entrance up till DTSP. Rows and rows of stalls selling flowers, clothes, souvenirs and most importantly – FOOD!
Seriously, you spend so much more than you want cause, walk few steps Wah! Kebab… Walk on little more, Ooh! Coconut milkshake… Rm1 here, RM2 there… For a week! So I figure I’ve gotta eat maggi mee for 2 weeks to make up for what I spent. =(
This year PKA did our PIT project again, Pick It Today where we voluntarily go around the Tapak Convo and pick up the rubbish that inconsiderate, lazy people just throw on the ground. My thighs really got a good workout as I had to stop, bend, pick over and over and over...
Obviously though, the other highlight is when the graduates come out of the hall by the hundreds. All in their purple robes, like a long trail of ants following the ant line till they reach the point where they break free and scatter off to find family and friends. Its chaotic! Madness for everyone- graduates, parents, family and friends. All trying to find one another in the masses.
But it was worth the jostling crowd, Penang heat and car exhaust fumes to get a glimpse of those that have moved on in life. To see their faces light up when they spot whoever their looking for. Kinda like a scene from the arrival hall in an airport, where you wait anxiously at the gate looking for so-and-so pushing their trolley.
Some have changed in the months since I’ve seen them, and some are still exactly the same. It was good to see friends after so long. I was even fortunate enough to get to spend quality time with those who I’ve really missed. I feared awkwardness and initially wondered if I was wanted around, but it turned out to be a very precious time for me and I was sad when it came to an end and we had to say our goodbyes.
Some graduates cried, some were just speechlessly beaming, some acted like it was just another normal day.
But Miss Kenapa Kenapa, mere minutes from exiting the hall, managed to go get her hands on food first before looking for anyone. Wow!
Convo ke-36 meant this to me, a reminder that the next time round, it’ll be my turn to don them purple robes and take my walk along the DTSP stage. A very stressful thought.
I just hope I’ll come out looking as happy as this:
Monday, August 20, 2007
Packed!
SO much happened during week 6.
Convo, birthdays, PIT, plays, concerts, dinner......
Each wanting their own blog post, but i cant do it yet since my lappie batt is dying.
*oh, just died*
Leave you with a pic taken under the BIG BOOK outside the toilets near Tapak Convo:
Convo, birthdays, PIT, plays, concerts, dinner......
Each wanting their own blog post, but i cant do it yet since my lappie batt is dying.
*oh, just died*
Leave you with a pic taken under the BIG BOOK outside the toilets near Tapak Convo:
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Oopsie-Daisies!
Tuesday mornings we are supposed to have two classes.
Suzzie's followed by Sally's.
Monday night i got an sms saying class was canceled.
I sent on that sms.
Tuesday morning, i'm told class was on- no one went, the lecturer's pissed and wants to do an investigation.
Sigh.
And so we follow the bread crumb trail, in this case sms line to see who messed up and how.
Lets see if my readers can follow this chain of events:
I sms Samantha telling her "Sally's class tmr is canceled."
Samantha forwarded "Suzzie's class tmr is canceled." to Rachel.
Rachel forwards it on to Ken.
Ken forwards it on to me.
Overjoyed, I check with Ken first about who told him.
He tells me that Suzzie had called Samantha to tell her that class is canceled.
I happily forward the msg on to those who will then spread it to the rest.
No one goes to class.
Next morning, i get a phone call from Samantha asking me who sent me the sms and i told her Ken and she asked him, who told her Rachel, who had gotten the sms from Samantha who had gotten the sms from me.
Spot the problem?
For some reason, Samantha read my sms about Sally's class and thought i meant Suzzie, re-typed it and sent it out.
That is what happened.
Samantha did that it seems, because she says that I'm the one who always gets the two names mixed up and assumed that i had done so in the sms. Well, although i was unaffected with what had happened, i didn't like was the way Samantha was pulling me into the boo-boo she made.
In actual fact it was an honest mistake, with no one to blame.
But of course this isn't a world of cotton candy and teddy bears, and not everyone can admit a mistake.
I'm kinda disappointed, for in the process of digging for the truth, unkind words were said and accusations made. Its always during saddening situations like these that i unearth characteristics hidden within people that i had never seen before.
The 'joke' of it all is, its not really that big a deal. Its just a lecture.
(Unfortunately its the super tempremental, uptight, sensitive, takes-things-personally lecturer that barred a bunch of students a year ago...)
I can only imagine the outcome if it were something bigger.
**To make matters even more confusing, Sally's class which is after Suzzie's class, that was supposed to be canceled, ALSO turned out to be on. This one had nothing to do with us though, as she said during tutorial that class was canceled due to the convocation. Its just one of those day's i guess...**
Suzzie's followed by Sally's.
Monday night i got an sms saying class was canceled.
I sent on that sms.
Tuesday morning, i'm told class was on- no one went, the lecturer's pissed and wants to do an investigation.
Sigh.
And so we follow the bread crumb trail, in this case sms line to see who messed up and how.
Lets see if my readers can follow this chain of events:
I sms Samantha telling her "Sally's class tmr is canceled."
Samantha forwarded "Suzzie's class tmr is canceled." to Rachel.
Rachel forwards it on to Ken.
Ken forwards it on to me.
Overjoyed, I check with Ken first about who told him.
He tells me that Suzzie had called Samantha to tell her that class is canceled.
I happily forward the msg on to those who will then spread it to the rest.
No one goes to class.
Next morning, i get a phone call from Samantha asking me who sent me the sms and i told her Ken and she asked him, who told her Rachel, who had gotten the sms from Samantha who had gotten the sms from me.
Spot the problem?
For some reason, Samantha read my sms about Sally's class and thought i meant Suzzie, re-typed it and sent it out.
That is what happened.
Samantha did that it seems, because she says that I'm the one who always gets the two names mixed up and assumed that i had done so in the sms. Well, although i was unaffected with what had happened, i didn't like was the way Samantha was pulling me into the boo-boo she made.
In actual fact it was an honest mistake, with no one to blame.
But of course this isn't a world of cotton candy and teddy bears, and not everyone can admit a mistake.
I'm kinda disappointed, for in the process of digging for the truth, unkind words were said and accusations made. Its always during saddening situations like these that i unearth characteristics hidden within people that i had never seen before.
The 'joke' of it all is, its not really that big a deal. Its just a lecture.
(Unfortunately its the super tempremental, uptight, sensitive, takes-things-personally lecturer that barred a bunch of students a year ago...)
I can only imagine the outcome if it were something bigger.
**To make matters even more confusing, Sally's class which is after Suzzie's class, that was supposed to be canceled, ALSO turned out to be on. This one had nothing to do with us though, as she said during tutorial that class was canceled due to the convocation. Its just one of those day's i guess...**
Friday, August 10, 2007
TGIF
I plan to have a relaxing , quiet weekend. Suria's not around so i'll have the room to myself. I've not had time to do many things that i've been wanting to do, so hopefully these few days will be exactly what i need. Not having to layan anything.
R & R
Peace.
Quiet
Ahhh.....
Oh darn, i just remembered there's someting on at 9am tomorrow...AND 4pm ..
Argh!!!!!!!! I was so taken up in my dream of my darkened room, chocolate and some dvd's that it totally slipped my mind
So i'm down to 5hours of peace and quiet. Okaylah.
Could be worse.
**************
For our class, our lecturer let us watch a movie and we were supposed to relate it to colonialism. I had never heard of it before, but when the actors names flashed up in the begining, Edward Norton and Naomi Watts, i knew it had to be pretty good.
And it was.
Makes me wonder if there is such a thing as someone being too good for another person.
Norton's character, Walter, was a really good man.
R & R
Peace.
Quiet
Ahhh.....
Oh darn, i just remembered there's someting on at 9am tomorrow...AND 4pm ..
Argh!!!!!!!! I was so taken up in my dream of my darkened room, chocolate and some dvd's that it totally slipped my mind
So i'm down to 5hours of peace and quiet. Okaylah.
Could be worse.
**************
For our class, our lecturer let us watch a movie and we were supposed to relate it to colonialism. I had never heard of it before, but when the actors names flashed up in the begining, Edward Norton and Naomi Watts, i knew it had to be pretty good.
And it was.
Makes me wonder if there is such a thing as someone being too good for another person.
Norton's character, Walter, was a really good man.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Bad year
Nothing is ever certain.
These were the words spoken to me by a friend some months ago.
How ironic that now it is I that tell her the same.
2007 is a bad year.
From day one.
Bad. Bad . Bad
It has been a year of much unhappy news and events.
The thing about hearing bad news is that it makes me more and more fearful of that bad incident happening to me.
For example, you read of snatch thieves in the newspapers. You hear about a friend being a victim of snatch theft. Then you hear your neighbour getting robbed. Obviously you’re gonna start being afraid of the same fate befalling you.
Similarly, what I’ve heard in the past 2weeks came as a sudden shock. Two separate incidents that I had not seen coming, and that has totally increased my fear levels. Like I was telling a friend, its saddening. Hope-killing. Frightening.
*******************
Anyway, USM choir did not make it through to the finals, Hallelujah! (Will explain) Those uni’s that made it are UM,UKM,UTM and UPSI. The first three definitely deserved to go through, but I didn’t hear UPSI’s performance so I can’t comment.
Yeah, I have so much to rant about regarding the past 2weeks. How terrible the whole thing was overall. I initially was so excited to join the choir. Super semangated and all.
First grumble. The Person in Charge aka Big Donkey’s Butt. There were not enough members at first, so he forced people to join. Then the number grew too large and only days later he informs us that only one bus is going so the number has to be cut down. He made us sing in our parts as he walked around us. If he didn’t like what he heard, he tapped your shoulder and asked you to leave. Just like that. Suria got thrown from Alto to Tenor less than a week before the competition.
Second grumble. The Person in Charge’s koncho-koncho’s. They think they’re damn great and superior. They conveniently forget about the non-music school people, so much so that they didn’t count 2people’s names in and on the dress rehearsal night, 2 nights before the event, informs them that, “Sorry, there’s no space for you.” Even worse, the night before we're supposed to leave, they inform my friend via sms that she cant come cause they miscalculated the space on the bus. Again.
Third grumble which will become a seperate post, the C I N A people that were real Cina's.
Overall, i'm still glad i went, glad i did it and IF another thing like that comes up i'll definitely think about signing up. Aside from all the grumbles, there were some precious moments within the 48hours and i was so happy that Tall Squat came to find us in UPM with Mr. Beautiful. Seeing their familiar faces really helped me release my tension.
****************************
Watch The Simpsons man!
"Spider-pig...Spider-pig...
Does whatever a spider-pig does..."
=)
These were the words spoken to me by a friend some months ago.
How ironic that now it is I that tell her the same.
2007 is a bad year.
From day one.
Bad. Bad . Bad
It has been a year of much unhappy news and events.
The thing about hearing bad news is that it makes me more and more fearful of that bad incident happening to me.
For example, you read of snatch thieves in the newspapers. You hear about a friend being a victim of snatch theft. Then you hear your neighbour getting robbed. Obviously you’re gonna start being afraid of the same fate befalling you.
Similarly, what I’ve heard in the past 2weeks came as a sudden shock. Two separate incidents that I had not seen coming, and that has totally increased my fear levels. Like I was telling a friend, its saddening. Hope-killing. Frightening.
*******************
Anyway, USM choir did not make it through to the finals, Hallelujah! (Will explain) Those uni’s that made it are UM,UKM,UTM and UPSI. The first three definitely deserved to go through, but I didn’t hear UPSI’s performance so I can’t comment.
Yeah, I have so much to rant about regarding the past 2weeks. How terrible the whole thing was overall. I initially was so excited to join the choir. Super semangated and all.
First grumble. The Person in Charge aka Big Donkey’s Butt. There were not enough members at first, so he forced people to join. Then the number grew too large and only days later he informs us that only one bus is going so the number has to be cut down. He made us sing in our parts as he walked around us. If he didn’t like what he heard, he tapped your shoulder and asked you to leave. Just like that. Suria got thrown from Alto to Tenor less than a week before the competition.
Second grumble. The Person in Charge’s koncho-koncho’s. They think they’re damn great and superior. They conveniently forget about the non-music school people, so much so that they didn’t count 2people’s names in and on the dress rehearsal night, 2 nights before the event, informs them that, “Sorry, there’s no space for you.” Even worse, the night before we're supposed to leave, they inform my friend via sms that she cant come cause they miscalculated the space on the bus. Again.
Third grumble which will become a seperate post, the C I N A people that were real Cina's.
Overall, i'm still glad i went, glad i did it and IF another thing like that comes up i'll definitely think about signing up. Aside from all the grumbles, there were some precious moments within the 48hours and i was so happy that Tall Squat came to find us in UPM with Mr. Beautiful. Seeing their familiar faces really helped me release my tension.
****************************
Watch The Simpsons man!
"Spider-pig...Spider-pig...
Does whatever a spider-pig does..."
=)
Friday, August 03, 2007
Torn
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm He came around
And he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Or seem to care
What your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
There's nothin' where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothings right I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune tellers right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now, I don't care I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn
There's nothin' he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn
He was warm He came around
And he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know
Or seem to care
What your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
There's nothin' where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothings right I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune tellers right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins
And now, I don't care I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn
There's nothin' he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn
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