The last Glimmer of 2008...

In just a wink of an eye, what was left of 2008 is just a mere amber, glowing dimly... The first spark of 2009 is going to ignite at midnight today... Though 2008 isn't a perfect year, it isn't a meaningless one either... This year marked the end of seeing schoolmates whom I had spent at least eleven years with, and a start of meeting new friends in an alien state... Encountering much conflicts, depression, pressure and tension, but yet there are some nice memories which are worth my safe keeping: reunions, heart-to-heart talks, a few trips, some realisation, some events... Though time is blown away by the last breeze of this year, it is still part of my life... 2008 is part of my lifespan on this earth, no matter how many more years there are waiting for me ahead... This will be my last post for 2008, mind you, it'll turn out to be quite a lengthy one...

My New Year Resolution

There are a few resolutions that I had made for myself this year. I hope that all of it could be fulfill... But the most important thing is that I myself and my family would be satisfied by my performance next year...

1. The top priority - my studies. I hope to be able to hold on to this scholarship till the end. This is the opportunity of a life time, sent by god, the first stepping stone towards my desired path. I know that next year would be a tough year for me as I do not want to be kicked out half way, or being given a cancellation of my scholarship. Some pieces of unpleasant news about my seniors who were flung out although they had manage to got through the first year in Auckland U scares me quite a bit. A perfect score would be my target! (I wonder how are my former classmates getting on with their studies?)

2. Good Health for me and my family. Health is the greatest wealth. My weak immunity always can't pull me through a whole year without getting a fever or flu. Sometimes it even spread to my family, and that will always keep us in bed for most of the time till we recover... No health, no best performances, no best grades, no best moods, no smiles...
*pause* (talking about this, I got up to have a drink of water...)*winks* ;)

3. Staying Focused. Sometimes, I tend to lose focus... I will not be concentrating on my studies with all those external disturbance... Please, (begging myself) don't lost focus, you have loads of assignments to complete and refine, there is the mock exam running towards you at full speed in March, there are lots more knowledge to remember and learn... So, the next time you start to daydream I'll whack the sense into you! (make up my mind to self - torture when I lose focus...lol...)

4. Getting Along with Roommate, New Friends and Seniors. Yea, this would be the worst problem next year... I still couldn't familiarised myself with my classmates though we get along quite well so far... Talking about seniors, so far I do not even know any of them, except Evelyn (whom I had talked to through the phone once). I blame myself for not taking the initiative to have a word with them. (*Whining* ...but there are loads of assignments during the first sem!) There is one, who tries to be friendly, but in the end, getting myself to walk away as the first impression that he had given me is not a good one. Huh, whoever had heard of someone who blurted foul words when they first get to know a new person (though he didn't mean it I guess, just a slip of the tongue)... new friends, hmm... Still a little too early to say much except for they are quite nice...

5. Eat healthily. I find it quite impossible as there is only one cafeteria that serves curry everyday (fattening and major cause of high blood pressure)... Perhaps I might order meals from the jolly uncle who brings ordered food from outside...I tried a few times this year, the food isn't too bad, the only problem is the timing and waiting... I'm too lazy to wait for the arrival of this uncle. My lecture ends at 1.30. Most of the time the food comes at 2pm, or 2.30pm... I've a bundle of clothes to wash and sometimes extra classes to attend to at 2.30pm. The delivery is done at the ground floor, but I live on the 3rd floor... (there's no lift)... So, for last semester I went faithfully to the cafeteria, eating curry and soggy dishes daily, gaining a few kilos on the way... Way back here everyone commented that I must have been eating quite a lot of fast food to grow to this size... (I'm down by a few kilos now by the way during this long break)

6. Exercise to Energize. I've been playing badminton with friends several times this hols... Not too bad, at least I still play my game... I hope to play more variety of games next year... I've played ping pong and tennis last sem...I think I'll continue with that, and also spare some time for basketball and badminton in the campus... It's been a long time since I had abandoned my basketball... My skills are way worse than a primary school basketball player... Also, exercise keeps me energized, essential for the building of my concentration...

I think these are what I wish to fulfill and achieve next year...Just hope that it will be a fruitful year. The Year of the Cow coming to kick away the year of the Rat...LOL... Happy New Year everyone!^^

The Breakdown...

My phone broke down yesterday... I hate that...So far I've changed two phones for the past four years... It seems that phones nowadays have shorter life span than their 'anchestors' of yesteryears... This may mean a good future for handphone dealers as their buyers flourish more than ever... Some sort of business gimmick??

Though all my phones are not the over RM400 types, I kind of have a soft spot for each of them... Precious as they were, I kept each of them at home, unwilling to trade in (it's just a meagre amount of money anyway)... They 'died' so suddenly, just as if a heart attack had just broken out... The screen went blank... Efforts of reviving them are of little use... The switch just won't work... Everything went off together with most of my unsaved contact numbers... Only a few were 'rescued' from the phones through the 'emergency room' - the SIM card... Those nicely written forward messages that I had saved were buried in the heart of the phones with no alternatives of retrieving them out...

I've just gotten myself a new one with multiple functions. That doesn't mean that I've finally bought an expensive model... (though it cost more than the previous ones)...about rm60 more... My friend said that it's worth the money... His phone cost an amount of rm900, burned a hole of his dad's pocket...Lol... But that was two and a half years ago... His phone lasted quite a while till now, that's the advantage of a good expensive one... My phone had all the functions like his but not as expensive of course... I just hope that this one could last for a longer period...Just don't want to burden dad every time my phone breaks down... It takes quite a few years more before I could finally start working and earning my own cash... That time I'll buy good elderly friendly phones for both my parents...

Outdated?

I've read an article in the papers recently. I had a mixture of feelings after that. The writer seems to encourage people to stop blogging. Well, I certainly won't. It was stated that 'blogging is for the oldies'. Frankly speaking, I'm not even in my late twenties yet, so what's wrong with blogging? It seems that nowadays, more people Twitter than blog long posts. There is also some sort of statistic which shows that only 1. something million of people update their blogs in seven days' time. I admit that I do not update frequently,but that shouldn't be discouraged. Personal bloggers who blog for passion do not need to compete with the other socio-political blogs or even some magazine and newspaper blogs. We just blog at our own pace, taking our own sweet time because we do not commercialize our blogs, we do not need many people to flood our blogs just to be some top bloggers, neither do we earn money. We express our opinions in a neutral manner without the fear of being censored by the government (unless you really want to cause trouble by insulting or discuss much-too-sensational issues). The article also stated that 'Those who do not have a Facebook is considered a Luddite'. Well, I certainly do not have one, which, in this case, makes me a Luddite -_-!'''... Whatsoever... I've no regrets of not owning one... That doesn't make sense at all... I can't Twitter because I owned a hand phone without any blue tooth device install in it or any advance gadgets... So who cares if I'm outdated or not!

Family Get-Together...

I went to cousin's house for a get together meal... Though my cousin had just given birth, she's a lively thing after just a few months... She cooked for all of us...As everyone was busy talking and joking while I played with her baby who gained 1.8kg in 2 months... Get together are really effective in bringing the family together... Love it... I'm going back to my institute on the 4th of January... Sad to leave everyone behind again... I'll try to get the achievement that will make everyone proud, repaying every one's concern and support... I won't fail you all, I promise...

Christmas Spirit?

It was raining all day on Christmas day itself... Kind of chilly, that must be the substitute of snow I think... Not very nice christmas programmes on TV these days I wonder why... The worse part is that, my handphone line is doomed suddenly these 2 days... Even my dad's line was limited... Cry...T-T...But, still I could feel the christmas spirit when everyone sent greetings on my phone and online too! Merry Christmas everyone, though it's already over...Lol...

significance of SMS...

For me, every forward message sent by my friends are priceless (I mean those with quotes and nice sayings). I'll always save it up so that I can view it whenever I want. Some people do not like this type of messages. As soon as they had read it, it'll be deleted within a minute. Maybe that's because most do not take messages in the form of SMSes seriously. Maybe there is a lack of warmth, of human touch that makes many of us deleting these forward SMSes without first savouring it. I won't sent forward these to such people as it's a waste of time and effort for those who doesn't appreciate it. I wonder how many people save their forward messages? I bet there are only a handful as most opt to keep their saving capacity as large as they could to make room for videos and music storage...
So,when is the last time you delete a nicely written piece of forward quotes or sayings?

Life's like a flow of water...

"Such a waste of water!" mum exclaimed when she saw dad washing the dishes under the running water... "Should turn off the tap first ma...Rinse it after you finish it up with the dish washer... Some others are not so lucky as to have even a drop of water for drinking." (giggles...). Okay, that's what happens when mum saw dad wasting unnecessary water.

I thought about it for quite some time. I had remembered the times when we had water shortage. We had saved every drop of it in pails and containers just to prevent the shortage of drinking water and a portion for cleaning up and refreshments. The funny thing is we seem to cherish and appreciate when there is little of something such as water - the life giver. We realised just how much we need it at such times...

What about life? Do we really live out the life when it is about to end? I'm not having depression or anything, it's just that this mere thought crossed my mind after watching a picturesque scenery of a magnificant waterfalls tumbling down the rocky slope down into the stream below it. The water is such a lively thing although it isn't a living thing. It is always on the move no matter whether it is in the form of river, raindrops or the raging oceans and seas, or even the rarest dewdrop that we sometimes discover nested upon a single leaf with a spark of sunshine in it, to which we take as a perfect little pleasure.

The cycle of water is endless. It goes as far down into the soil as it could get, sipped up by plants and also ended up among the clouds where its cycle was to be repeated again and again. The moment when a raindrop starts to fall down to the earth, it is the sign of a new cycle - a new life. Can it be compared to that of the birth of a human? The start for all, everything was at its initial point.

Then, as twisted by fate, the birth of a new life may not be perfect. Sometimes the raindrop may be absorbed by the soil down into the underground rivers and streams. Sometimes it fall into the gusting river water, meeting up with other drops of H2O whereby they rushed towards the end, the end of the river... into the open sea... Meeting many other H2O on the way... Sometimes, it merely falls on a leaf which refuses to let it continue its journey to the ground below, whereby it doesn't even have any moment to spare, to stare around before it evaporates as the water vapour up into the clouds again. Some raindrops or waterdroplets give much of a contribution too, as they are sucked or pumped into water pipes, purified and emerged as drinking water for humans, or float on in the oasis where animals gratefully lapped it up, thanking it for allowing them a chance to live a longer life...Life is also such too! Some people do not have the time to appreciate life, they tend to rush around like the waterdroplets in the waterfalls, the fast moving rivers... Some are destined to have a brief life span like the dewdrops or raindrops upon the leaves, the sign of them living is such an insignificant one. Some great people have lived winning the applause of the others, remembered for eternity as the noble ones ever born on earth.

Some water droplets aren't so lucky too... they settle into standstill drains where the drainage system is at its worst, a breeding area of the much loathed mosquito larvae, the bogs... Those presence are not much of a recognise ones... Humans too feel the presence of such ill-fated people lingering around them, either because of their miserable fate or their own irreversible choices...

Yet after discussing most of the similarities, there is a significant difference between human life and the lively flow of water... Water is a renewable resource, BUT LIFE ISN'T...

Picky about eating eggs...

Mum cooked yesterday. A simple meal of bull's eye fried eggs, cabbage soup, and homemade meatballs yet satisfying my cravings for home cooked food after spending half a year swallowing curry, nasi and sayur at my campus' cafeteria .Yum yum, mum's cooking is always the best.Hard to find cuisine I must say.Only during the holidays do I have the chance to savour it.

I gulped down (wolf down to be exact...=_=''). Mum gave me her portion of egg white during lunch. I was quite surprised as she used to love eating that part the most. It seem that she had changed her liking for egg white. I guess people change their taste most of the time. Mum had also reminded me that I used to pick out mushrooms from my steam cabbage rice which is now one of my favourite dish. Now I simply love the mushrooms, black mushrooms which is a frequent ingredient in Chinese dishes.

Came across a saying that states people change their tastes as they undergo different stages of life. Yeap, maybe that's part of growing. No matter whether the growth involves mental maturity, self esteem, personality or lifestyle, people are always changing. The positive changes or the negative changes??? It just depends on the choices they choose whether it go against the limits of conscience or the other way round. It really goes in line with the theory proposed by Max Weber. People are guided by rationality nowadays. Are they guided by the rationality of cultural trend? or rational instinct?

For sure man are the only beings who live on based on cultural elements and not biological instincts solely...

Christmas is coming...

Got a call from my friend yesterday...My long time friend in matriculation...It really has been a long time since I saw her...Talking about holidays, she's coming back this Christmas for four days...I wonder how beautiful she has become... The feeling of Christmas atmosphere is too great for me to resist it although I do not celebrate it... There will be loads of Christmas programmes on TV...Yeah, gonna watch it all! Rejoice in the Christmas spirit too...Looking forward to it...looking forward to see my friends too!

Some Rages...

I'd discovered someone who steals other people's blog post to fill up one's blog... That's so disgusting... At least the someone does not discover my blog yet...
but sooner or later, I think I'll find some of my posts up there too..

Many of my friends posts were copied, those appeared in that blog of that particular person...
Nowadays, just to boost one's blog popularity, such inconsiderate culprits opt to take the short cut... there were none of their own true feelings, none of their own words...They just borrowed them... the more nicely a post is written, the higher the risk it is going to be copied by the person...

So I was wondering, why in the first place do they have a blog even without the enthusiasm to write it?

I just hope that there won't be any copycat blogs spreading trend...

If I could...

If I could be a little more serious...
If I could be a little more focused...
If I could concentrate more on my studies,
and spend less worrying,
I might reach the desired...the sloughed after...

If I could be a little more intelligent,
or a well-versed linguist,
or maybe a talented genius,
(which I'd been daydreaming for)
I'll be one perfectionist,
(whom no one will ever be)...

If I could choose to be what I really want to be,
I won't feel left out,
I won't feel the despair,
I won't feel aimless,
I won't feel helpless...

If only I could...

The Big Changes...

It's actually very very late for me to discuss this issue... Everyone knows that Barack Obama is going to be the president of US next year... I just feel that racial sentiments are no longer strong in the Europe country. Now both the American Africans and White Americans can cooperate to build a stronger nation. Other countries should follow suit. This would or might be the first step towards the reduction of unpleasant racial rivalry throughout the world.

Minus the racial issues, I find that mankind nowadays contains more anger, hatred and aggressiveness in them. Teenagers in Greece creating riots just because of the mistaken death of a 15 year-old boy who was shoot down by one or two of the police there. Not that the boy's life isn't a precious one, I feel that they shouldn't be doing all those damaging demonstration as it is the fault of those two policemen but not the entire public. Why create more unhappiness even after justice had taken over that case with the offenders been given punishment?

Mum said jokingly that maybe mankind consume too much meat, too much feelings of hatred from the animals transferred into the body of everyone as they had died unwillingly just to satisfy man's needs. Maybe perhaps one day this theory might be proven to be true, I couldn't say it for sure. Maybe Man should stop consuming meat and be a vegetarian instead. (Just kidding)

Peace for all!!!

T-T plus ^-^

I can't upload photos from my camera because of the missing piece - the cable. I got so upset that I just do not feel like writing anything for a few days... I finally faced the fact that it is lost forever already... To late to cry...

All the cute baby photos have to wait until the arrival of my new cable before uploading it... Even my camera was spoiled... Such bad luck...I think it is because of a long period of abandonment... The lens just won't come out...

My cousin had had a baby girl last month... My status since then have upgraded... I'm an aunt to this lively babe... (not really upgraded as I've upgraded since the day when I was born... My elderest nephew is currently 35 years old and also already a married man) Still here is one of the photos my cousin had previously sent to me... Cute little Yanxin!!! I hope that I can teach her when she starts her preschool...

Sleepless nights...

I spend these few nights tossing about in bed... Didn't sleep well, that's why the two baggy sacs under my eyes start to look visible...

I heard from my friends their pleasant news -They got four flats in their matriculation exam this semester... Wow, that was quite a tough score to achieve and yet they did it... I was quite doubtful about my grades this semester as it will be derived from my assignments this semester... I really want to excel in my field too!

On that cloudy day when we played badminton together, at first glance, something isn't right, they have become unfamiliar to me (sort of)... Some brought along their special mates which makes the joy of playing together with old friends lack the enthusiasm we had before... There seemed to be a barrier between us... Only a few stay unchanged...there wasn't any after meals with them after the session ended... It was a brief farewell... But still, I can say that I'm still looking forward to each get - togethers with them as they have grown to be part of the primary group in my life... I do not see them as the secondary group as I do not interact with them out of the sole purpose of achieving a goal... Thus, no matter what changes, these friendship will always be maintained, preserved in my soul... The purest form of it...

Still the gender issue??? Such an Outdated act!

Recent news reported about girls in CERTAIN country were splashed with acid just because they went to school!!! What an insane act to do...

It's not about me being a feminist or not being one... But this is too much. Depriving the woman from the chance of getting any education is an agenda of the past but not now. Poor girls, 7 of them had deformed faces now as they suffered serious burns on their facial complexion. What's the use of destroying their physical complexion??? This doesn't mean that those ruthless ones can wipe out the knowledge the girls had gained. What do they want to prove to the world? Does their act conveys the message that we the civilised global society must "revert" our level of civilisation to the Stone Age homo sapiens?

God create man and women to compliment each other, and not the women being discriminated by men. Women are not objects of lust, they are Beings who weave miracles to ensure the continuity of our generations. They should be respected and not objects for others to lose their tempers on.

I hope that the uncivilised man of that particular country (whereby i wish not to mention) will widen their eyes and look around them - this isn't the Ice Age, everyone have gain a certain level of rationality to think... The global society are laughing at their naive act in proving that woman are from the weaker species...

P/S: Women are as capable as men are!

Worrying about the global situation...

Conflicts here and there...The race for the posts in leading parties... Internal fights... in my own country...Though I have no right to comment anything... I'm going to express my concern on the recent global situation ...

Recent global economy crisis has been giving most countries around the world a wave of effect...Many are jobless in Taiwan... Citibank is going to have retrenchment of some or most of its workers... Christmas budgets are going down... (except the growing purchasing power of China's population of course)...Somalian pirates hijacking oil tanker and cargoes...

When I observed this situation, I feel that the world is turning topsy - turvy... Why do all these happen... Too much mishappenings around the world... Even now, as I flip through the daily newspapers...there is sure to be a report on war somewhere in some corner of the world... Why can we have peace after so many centuries worth of experience?

Where is the peace we yearned for? or it will remain a mere dream...?
Praying for the peace of the global society...

Monsoon Season

It keeps raining these few days. The cool and fresh smell of soil - a familiar one to me. It gives me a new breath, a new sense of life. From every bit of dirt there will be new life sprouting out. Mosses, greenery of all kinds... Earthworms digging happily in the wet fertile soil. In each tunnel they dig, there will be room for a new life...
New lives forming... New hopes, new dreams, new resolutions, new inspirations...

Changing...

This is the beginning of my year end holidays. A semester of school have ended abruptly. (it just seems quite fast for me). Christmas is coming soon. That will be the time when everyone arrive back home....Here... the state which nests in the east coast of peninsular for centuries...

Things change... My perspectives change... Everyone changes...Friends who study in colleges locally and overseas... Have all changed...

Maturity??? Are we becoming more matured in the sense of living our life???
Maybe, perhaps...

I find in each and every one's eyes.... The child in it is covering itself up with loads of complexities...hidden in the midst of a growing wall of adulthood...
Everyone returns to the starting point but with a different choice (much to the parents annoyance)

Freedom??
i prefer the confinement I once had, which i had now outgrown it...
We are like the caterpillars awaken by a spell of growth, to find ourselves fluttering our newly grown wings...still stained with the dampness of the morning breeze... Thus we fly... feeling the moment of excitement, happy to be away from the tree we had been living on... But still sometimes, perhaps at the back of our mind we still have some nostalgic feelings, the yearning to be a caterpillar once more?
But I'm not being a pessimist... Freedom feels wonderful... but confinement? I think I'm searching for the comfort zone I once had...The cocoon I once inhibit... now an empty casket, tumbling off the curled dried leaf... Where is the tree I once live in? I had to find another similar to it... I'm traveling ahead towards the hot noon, sweating away.... An invisible string tying me way back to my past - the sign of growth.

I admit though I am still myself, I have change...
Happy holidays everyone!!!

We were all wet through after going through the par course.By the way, those were our tents behind us.

This was the final checkpoint for our river crossing and rafting activity. The line is the boundary to prevent us from floating way down to the open sea at the far end whereby a small jetty which could be seen in this photo.

We were on the hill, half way through our jungle trekking activity. The view was really marvellous!

Sand castle building competition. This group won.

Posing with the sand lobster with Jee Ying.

Hoho, I'm back to continue my story...

Third day

We had river crossing and rafting activities. It was cool. We had our water confidence session first in the river. The water was salty as it was nearly at its end -The river mouth which invites the open sea water. During the river crossing activity we had to float down from the upper part of the river slowly in groups... going under the bridge till the final end were we were 'blocked' by the rope suspended by floating buoyant balls. There was the point where we had to swim to the bank. Fun it was, but the water was quite dirty. I had itchy rashes appearing on my hands after that one hour dip. Luckily it was nothing serious. A couple drops of moisturising lotion from my friend after the camp ended remove the itchiness from the back of my hands. Rafting was an even better thing. We had made it with our own bare hands the previous night. My group won the rafting event as we took the shortest time to reach our checkpoint. What a pity we can't snap any photos of it as we were drooping wet.... Our raft was strong enough to last the whole journey thought the current was strong at that time.... We had a long bath after those activities...lol...

Fourth day (Final day)

Nothing special though there were no exercises that morning (considered as a treat I assumed). All of us woke up late...but not too late...about 9am...Had breakfast and started to pack...while waiting for the bus there was an optional activity - fishing... which I did not participate...I feel that it is too cruel to cause pain towards other living thing while we had our pleasures... The fishes weren't dead at the end of the day as they were released as soon as they were caught..but still this fishing method cause pain to the fish... just imagine that your mouth was torn by a sharp hook...Then you were held helplessly and desperately gulping for water while the humans posing with you for a couple of photo snaps...Then just as you are passing out... you feel a sharp pull...your mouth is torn as those youngster were no experts in taking out the hook from the hole in your mouth... as you struggle to free yourself from the palms of the clumsy person...the wound deepens... Then you were thrashed overboard into the water... now you feel relieved,but you have to face your hungry friends who were trying to nibble at your wounds... See what i mean? so no fishing for me...

I'm standing in the sea water... my rejuvenation paradise!!!

The mangrove swamp at the seaside...

The view from this big chunk of rock is simply fascinating!!!

We were walking under the scorching sun...That's the rain coat we used to hide from the UV...

more photos will be uploaded next time....Bye for now....^^

Rejuvenation...(Sedili Camp)^^ 1

I am back!!! Four days of rejuvenation in Sedili camp swept away all my passimism... I simply love it!!! It's a pity i still can't manage to upload all my photos because of the poor wireless connection here... Will do so when the line is better...

Still, I'll give some insights into what I've experienced these few days...

First Day

We were given a task to complete the par course...(something like the National Service obstacle training)... For me, it's quite usual (just all those obstacle: crawling under the wire bulbs and muddy tunnels, climbing up the tree branch and down it, balancing on the ropes, etc...) the only difference is just that those mud aren't naturally formed... Half an hour before we start the the task, the facilitators used DIRTY DRAINAGE water (air longkang) to soften the mud along the trail,just imagine that...It was way smelly... I prefer natural mud which smells of moss and soil... But this...Euu... It's awful! Water that had been stagnant for countless days with lots of germs and some kind of nasty suspension... Just imagine, me, soaked in that slimy stuff...what an unpleasant feeling... I felt like living in the rubbish heap for months already... All those "tarzan" acts have to be done in the shortest time ever... What a pity my team took longer time than three other groups, still, i think we weren't the last ones.... Haha... after that we rushed to wash ourselves clean but the stinging smell still lingered around us... I had to abandon the shirt and pants on the fence... At night, we had a night walk session... Walking in pitch dark is no big deal, but the toughest part is we had to climb a hill, it's an up hill and down hill route, mind you... (overgrown with thick forest of course)... Holding on to a single rope to lead us to the clearings at the other side of the hill... Somewhere in the middle of the trail, the rope ended... We had to find another end of a different rope by either walking ten steps forward, or to the left or to the right... Our leader manage to find the rope...We continued our journey... we finish up this session by using half an hour's time... Someone in front of me tumbled down hill as they missed a footing or two... I sympathise with them,but was helpless when the incident happened...the one in front of me was actually pulled down by the one infront of her...together they tumbled down into the ditch... I heaved a sigh of relief as they weren't badly injured...(They slipped only a short distance down hill).....

Second day

This is the day whereby i enjoyed myself very much...^^ We had a jungle trekking session... Actually it is not a jungle trekking session, but a lalang trekking, as both sides are overgrown with lalang...The view was nice... Just think of the scene in Heidi...the scenery is just like it...

The trekking took about three hours if i'm not mistaken... we followed the trail amongst the tall lalang (weeds), passed through a small marsh area... Our shoes were damped by the soggy stuff...(luckily i brought two sport shoes)...Then, as we strolled towards a clearing, the view of the sea caught our eyes...We reached the beach at last!!!! It was a wonderful one.... the seaside consist of a combination of ivory white fine sand and smoothen pebbles of various colours...we spent an hour's time there (no wonder i got such a bad sunburn) waddling in the clear sea water, admiring the picturesque view...it was exhilarating to drink the fresh sea breeze sweeping pass my face... watching small fishes swimming near the shores....drowning in the laughter of my friends... It was simply fantastic...!!!! Then we had to walk back along the shores towards the main road before walking back to our camp site...The distance was 3 km from the main road... Walking under the hot sun was a challenge... Luckily my friend brought along her rain coat...we seek shelter under the rain coat (Rain coats can be useful too during the fine weather!!!) ... At least it saved me from further sunburns.... The during the evening we had mini sports at a different beach which was just a 5 minutes' walk from the campsite....We played dodge bal, sand castle building...and more... at night we had night patrols... I was to keep watch from 1 to 2 am... That night A few freinds and i were a grand feast for the uncountable blood sucking mosquitoes... I think i lost a pint of blood to those tiny insects....Lol....

......To be continued.... Haha.....^^

Excitement...

Feeling excited about going to Sedili camp tomorrow...

(pause)...

Still, why do i feel uneasy...

(pause)...

something isn't quite right with me these days...

hmmm, feel like weeping for a moment but yet hyperactive after the moment passes...
what am i writing actually???
I'm writing nonsense...

Saw some other blogs with lots of nice stuff to view, stuff which will tempt you to view it again...
I really can't continue my childish blog anymore. or can i?

I'm lost, speechless... why can't i think of anything now???
Why can't i do things the right way round...
I'm frustrated yet helpless...
where's my soul???
I've lost it i think...

I can't seem to concentrate...
Maybe i'll ignore my blog for a week or two...

having bloggie depression syndrome....T-T

A different topic...

I hate myself for not being able to control my own soul...
it's running wild...

studies... Oh my god....
I do not like my current behaviour...
It is gripping me tight around...
Refusing to release...
I want fresh air...
I want inspiration...
I wana cry right now... This instant...

Hoping for some light in my soul...

I've done my ES assignment in my laptop...TWo more to go...But holidays' ending (day after tomorrow)....

No time to Retreat, no time to charge my soul, Why do i feel an emptiness in my soul....

While i was browsing through my friends' blog and some other seniors'. I feel a pang of uneasiness and discomfort....They looked happy...I bet they enjoy their colloge life (or university life perhaps?)... Not to say i do not enjoy my college life but I feel that it is not the same as theirs...

I experience depression now and then....My emotions aren't very stable (not PMS of course, neither was it related to gender relationships)

I've realised that i'm lacking of the enthusiasm i had for my studies years before.... Why aren't there any inspiration lingering in my life now.... I had wanted it so badly now... Why do i plunge into a total darkness and emptiness when life should be at its peak this time.....? I need some light which can lift my soul from this misery.... I do not want to lose myself.... lhoping for a light.... a light for my soul....

P/S: God, please help me through this depression period of mine.....

A List to do....

The Deepavali holidays has started... Most of my schoolmates had gone home this very evening, some will be staying back just like me... There are 3 more assignments to complete... But still, as the holiday mood arouse in me, I had gone to play table tennis with my friends who do not return to their hometown for 3 hours today!!!(got to free my stress after a long week)

i was thinking, how am i going to spend these few days fruitfully... I guess these are the activities that I am going to carry out...

First day (Tomorrow):

1. complete the draft for ES assign
2. go to the library ( scrapping some informative books off the shelves)
3. play tennis ( sweating - the best medicine for a healthy body)
4. ....
5. ....
6. .... (just cant think about it yet)

Moving on to the second day.....

1. type in ES assign. and re-check it
2. go to the library (mind you i'm not a nerd, just that some information needed might not be found on the first day)
3. start my SS assign. (I doubt that i can start on it, because the argument is quite tough to come up with)
4. go makan makan perhaps... steamboat for lunch.... sushi for dinner??? (no money lar -_-!)
5. treat myself to a movie of High School Musical 3 (Hmmm.... quite doubtful about it...)
6. ....
7. ....
8. end my day with a good night sleep

Third day (It's getting tougher to plan..)

1. start Recreational Sports reflective essay (maybe i'll complete just 2 for the first try)
2. still crawling on the SS assign i assume
3. revise or not to revise?
4. ....
5. ....

I've yet to plan for the fourth and five day...

Going window shopping? no!!

Going clubbing? never in my life!!!

Have a stroll at the seaside? perhaps...

chatting with friends until the wee hours? Hmm, quite a good idea duirng this holidays...

P/S: Hope that there are no distractions which will delay my plans...

We Dance....

Tzyy Wei n I

Jee Ying n I

TESOL chinese girls are all involved in this dance

Theva and I

The day before yesterday we had performed in the Deepavali function... I can not believe that I'm actually dancing the Indian dance....

Well, it started off one day when our Indian friends told us about the performance they were going to present during the deepavali celebration... They were quite desperate as there are only five Indians from our course...Then, Tzyy Wei said:" i want to join!...Let's join to help them!! "

(actually she was longing to wear the punjabi suit....)

That's how we got ourselves involve in it... I was dragged into it... We practiced very hard to get the steps right... (Chinese can't really dance like indian, do they?)...I'm actually quite forgetfull...but still with the help of Suya...I manage to get it right during the actual day of the performance...

On that day itself we were praised by Indian lecturers and other seniors as we danced quite well for a typical chinese....^^

I enjoyed myself very much.... Now it's time for me to get back to my assignments again... That's all for now....

Fire Drill...Very lame...

The day before yesterday, we had a fire drill session in the middle of the night...It was not a shock for me as I was still awake...My roommate really got the shock of her life...She was sleeping soundly when the siren rang...That made her jump high out of her bed, taking off her jacket (She couldn't recall why she was doing that)...She rushed to wear her long pants and together we 'run' out of the room...Other hostel dwellers were seen running to the staircase not because they were scared or feel panicked...They looked excited chatting away and shouting to each other as they decended the stairs...

My roomate and I were not rushing so much after rushing out to the corridor...I even went back to lock the door after walking half way towards the staircase...It's actually no big deal...

Half an hour's time was spent down stairs checking for any absent ones who were still in their rooms trapped deep in their dreams....I had a few bites from hungry mosquitoes at the carpark where we had gathered that night... I conclude this fire drilling practice does not reflect the actually situation when fire breaks out...Most of us even have time to answer the call of nature before 'escaping' from the hostel....

Wow, fast...

Here I am writing my last blog (for this month) before going back to my institute... Merely 6 days is nothing to call a holiday...In fact, it's an assignment crazy week...But still i manage to finish most...Thus i'll go back with a lighter heart...though this course sometimes weigh me with loads of pressure, i feel much use to it now...Thank god...I just hope that I can pass my exam with flying colours so that i can go abroad...Hoping for the best...Life's great!!!!

Out - dated - updates...

posing at the lift at our apartment....

our actual performence on that day it self.... can't spot me because there are 2000 people up that stage at dawn....

Had a snap with trainee teachers from other Institute....

When we were traveling to KL without knowing what sufferings we had to go through just then...

During one of the practice sessions when we were to travel to Dataran Merdeka by bus for half an hour per session (not including the return trips from Dataran Merdeka)....

This is where we had to practice our flashcards...Its the actually location where we have to perform in front of our Prime Minister and other ministers...

Posing with our pom poms that we have to use during the performance...

We formed the "Koir Merdeka"

Our flashcards!!!! Spot these??

Well, actually, this photo was not taken at night... It was taken at 4.30am in the morning... on actually day of Merdeka celebration.... These are our outfits....Batik outfits...Damn hot....

Wow, I did not realise that I have not being updating my blog for such along time already.... These photos were snapped during this year's Merdeka celebration... Every institute from all over Malaysia had to send some representatives to participate in this important event... TESOL-ians in our school were one of the unlucky ones... (that's why we were there for 1 week to be trained...) Sadly, nobody can see our faces as we had to display the flashcards on Merdeka day...It was a very tedious practice....

We were required to wake up at 3 am to go to Dataran Merdeka for the flashcards practice.... There were 3 different practice sections 1 in the morning, afternoon and night respectively....It was really tiring....We endured the challenges that no others had experienced before... Imagine that we were soaked through one afternoon after practice when we had to run 2 km to reach our buses at Padang Merbok as the buses were not allowed to wait for us at Dataran Merdeka...Then we were trapped in the air - conditioned bus for an hour shivering from top to bottom before reaching our apartment.... Most of us were sick after that incident... But still we continued our practice no matter whether it was drizzling, or scorching hot....(mind u there were no shades over our heads).... My skin turned into a very black charcoal skin after ten days of sufferings during the practice...

But still, it would be an experience that I'll never forget for life....

Our reunion

Everyone is back from their respective college...We had a whale of time talking about our college life...Not much time to blog now...Gotta go...have lots and loads of assignments to do...I'll upload some of my college photos later...^^

Things about college life...

This is the DST Dewan Seri Temenggong..We have the weekly assembly here. See the logo up there?It's the school logo...(or whatever we call it)

Wow, this week's time is occupied by loads of homework and assignments...I'm just stealing half an hour's time to post something on my blog...Bad me...I'm quite sad to learn about the shortening of my August break because everyone in TESOL course is going to Kuala Lumpur for 10 days to have raptai for the Merdeka Day...We had to be back in Johor by 21st of Aug and are going to KL the next day....It's such a rush for me...

I seem to be having a bit of 'culture shock' here as we had to find every single information on the Internet and the resource centre to complete our assignments...The lecturers only brief us on it and just leave us to 'suffer'...But it is the process that teaches me to be independent and self-motivated...it's totally a different life from what i go through during my secondary school years...
The only minus point is the location of the resource center itself...I had to walk under scorching hot sun for at least 15 minutes(if i run) to reach it...It's near the hall which means it's more than 4km from my hostel too!XP

There were many activities planned for my TESOL course, we are going to Pulau Besar for an English Camp in October...there are much to catch up on studies then...Even now we are having night classes now and then...I have one tonight which starts at 8 and ends at 11pm!

Still I'm going outside the campus tomorrow to City Square to relax a bit after a long week...

Finally, i can blog....

This is during our orientation week, we had telematch...had to run all around the field....tiring...huh...



These are all the chinese in TESOL course...Yes, we have only five chinese...But there is going to be another intake next week so maybe the number of chinese will increase...




This is my first time blogging at my college. The strength of the wi-fi here is very weak...I tried a couple of times to log in but failed to do so...

Now, I'm just lucky for the time-being...haha...

College life is great but busy...During my first day I had a shocked when I found out that the hostel I had to move in is 4km away from the school hall just imagine that! Orientation week was quite a simple one...nothing special...but I did meet a few new friends though...Only did i realised that there are quite a number of terengganu-ites are here too... The campus covers a big area of land...My leg ached a lot during my first week here...because it's tiring to walk all the way to the school hall..but luckily my lecture room is near my hostel...It takes 5 minutes to walk there...We had to wear baju kurung for the first week only and now we can wear whatever we want as long as it is formal and the skirt must be below knee level... The food here is expensive, but still we have to cope with it...*sigh*

I just can't wait to go home at the moment ... i missed Terengganu and the food! But I'll be home soon...Yeah! our college holidays starts at the same time as the school holidays...

The Last of My Daily Post, the Starting of My Fortnightly Posts..

Look I drew these myself (by computer)...Hehe, it's quite an ugly one... The fishes symbolises my gang... The yellow one is me (haha, fat fish), orange one is Fefey, blue one is Pei Whey ( I draw you slim a bit, happy lar), Fang Yin is the green one, and Pui Juin the red one.... Everyone is taking different routes now... Totally scattered (but still in Malaysia)...

There are less than six hours before I start my journey... This will be my last daily post for now... I think I will be quite busy during the orientation week ( starting next Monday).... I was also quite doubtful whether there is any Wi-Fi at the Institute.... Maybe I can't online at all at the Institute during my one and the half years there....T-T...

All of you will always be in my mind and my heart.... And also, to every member of the Malaysia Student Forum members: discussing all the topics at the site is fun, it's my pleasure to meet all of you... Keep posting new threads there, there isn't any new threads there last two months... Good luck to all in your future undertakings (including those sitting for PMR, SPM and STPM) if you ever view my blog...

One More Day to Go....

In a wink of an eye, today is a Wednesday.... But unlike any other Wednesdays, today will be the last (not that I want to die lar...) one spent in Terengganu before taking off to Johor... Or even more specific, to Singapore first before going to the institute in Johor Bahru... What a pleasant surprise when I discover that mum and dad are bringing me to Singapore to visit our relatives for three days ( I have to report at the institute next Monday)...

Yeah, it had been a long time since I went to Singapore.... Missed Aunt Anne and Uncle Henry, Aunt Rosaline, my cousin nephew, Roaell and his sister, Pamela... And not forgetting Karuna the second ( I'm Karuna the first, hehehe...).... She should be in year two by now...

Going to Johor next Monday means that I'll miss the chance of eating dad's rambutans... Those yellow Gula Batu rambutans make my mouth water ( even when they are still green at the present).... Dad said that the tree will bear fruits twice this year....Why? Because on the other side of the tree, the flowers had just started to bloom, whereas the fruits had started to turn yellow on this side.... Oh my, to miss the ripe rambutans is very much regretted... *Sigh*....

Hopefully, I'll come back in time for the next rambutan season...

Looking Forward...

It was quite tiring getting ready for college life.... All those clothes, daily use, school stuff..... Many more things such as wash tubs, detergent will be bought when I arrive there... I'm looking forward to it but still a tiny voice in my heart keep saying " you will miss home very much..." Indeed I will, this is my first time living away from home for such a long period...

Hope that I will not change during my time spent in a different state... I'm aiming a CGPA of 4.00 too! Saw a friend leaving me a comment in Frienster today... She said that I am so lucky for not being in form six to struggle with them... But I think that every course you take has a certain degree of difficulties... The only thing that differs is the mind set we cultivate....For me even if I didn't get this scholarship. I'll take up the challenge of being in form six.... After all, I've survive five tough years in high school, why not continue to strive even more harder... Life goes on to become more meaningful as we strive on harder.... A life full of expectations is a life worth living....

I hope that everyone in this world will have an interesting life to look forward to.... Life is meaningless without the excitements, the challenges, the obstacles, the fond memories, the failures, the victories, the pain-staking moments.....

God made us, humans to feel every bittersweet moment of life....Let's cherish it!

Smokers Are Disguisting!

Mum didn't cook today... So, we ate out at a restaurant... Upon reaching the place, we found out that it was almost full with customers...There wasn't any table left at the corner which overlook the river... So, we had to sit at the table next to a table of elderly men (maybe in their late forties I assume)... After ordering for our food, we had expected the waiting part as there were many customers who had arrived earlier than us....

I was looking forward to my favourite dish of 'fish wrapped in lotus leaf', as this would be my last Chinese restaurant food before my departure.... Food had arrived at the next table where those men I'd mentioned were sitting...

Finally, all the dishes we ordered had been served before us.... My mouth was watering away as I looked at the steaming fish and at the same time sniffing at the aroma floating in the air.... All of a sudden, the sickening smell of lighted cigarettes floated by...That immediately decrease my craving for the food in front of me.... The irritating smoke came from the table where the elderly men were sitting.... They were taking a puff after their meal.... Those inconsiderate men puffed away as if they own the whole restaurant....

I was choking within five minutes as I can not stand the intoxicated air in the restaurant.... ( To tell you frankly, there is no window anywhere near my table where fresh air can circulate in the stuffy area.).... It was an unpleasant dinner....I was hoping that they could just leave the restaurant...After all, they had finished their meals.... No, they did not leave at all (even after my whole family had left)... I can see that they are heavy smokers by the way they lighted one after another of 'rokok'....

I did not enjoy the meal at all.... Every time I open my mouth to savour the tasty dishes, the smoke from the cigarettes flows into my mouth too... Yuckss.... I hurriedly gulped down my food, wanting to leave the place as soon as possible... I do not know how many litres of that carcinogenic smoke had I inhaled.... Damaging my lungs...

Stricter laws should be enforced by the governments to prevent smokers from smoking in closed areas especially in restaurants, coffee shops, mamak stalls where non-smokers have no where to escape from the dangerous chemicals given out even from just one cigarette... Please do not victimised non-smokers...we are innocent and are looking forward to a longer life span...

Toys That I Would Miss...

Time flies, two more days left be for I leave my cosy home.... I will surely miss my soft toys... (Picture above) My PawPaw, the doggy which had accompanied me for more than two years now... Cute isn't it?



I'll miss the familiar RooRoo ( the canned kangaroo) on my desk, watching me doing homework and revising lessons everyday.... It was given to me by a pastor (though I'm not a Christian) when I was a flower girl at my cousin's wedding... He want me as his god daughter, as he has no children... I was 8 years old that time...



Maybe I'll bring this bear to my hostel...




I won't hang it on my phone again as its hook is loose... I have to keep it at home....





This will still be hanging at the door knob of my room even after I go to Johor....

Oh my god, I'm still quite a kid at heart... Lol.....

Hunting for Baju Kurung

It is stated in the offer letter that i have to wear a WHITE baju kurung when I register myself at the Institute.... So, my mum drove me down to town to nuy one... From evenin until night we have searched in various shops but there was no White ones... It was a tiring work.... In the end, my mum decide that we will have to make one.... Bother, bother.... now I have to wear baju kurung nearly everyday in the campus... Jeans and round collar T-shirt are not allowed... That's my life for the one and the half years from now...

The Farewell Party

We went out for the last time... This was a farewell party... I've been to many, parted with many friends... And now, I was the one who will be leaving soon... It's quite the common type of hanging out in some cafe, chat about any topic.... Leaving without any sad feeling....

Still, I seem to miss them already.... We went to the same beach after dinner... (near Mumbai Restaurant).... walking along the beach, just simply enjoying the scenery, enjoying the moment together.... There was no night breeze tonight, B po said that maybe it is because i am leaving soon, the beach is 'sad'... That's why it use this silence to express that it was sad... (Haha, childish talk again)....

Let this night be another sweet moment that I will keep in years to come... Let it be the moment that represents my youthful and carefree teenage life.... Life will never be the same again, everyone is growing up at such and alarming rate.... By the time we meet again, we will be young adults.... Time is unstoppable and irreversible... Gone is the sweet sixteen year (not sweet at all)... and the sweet seventeen... sweet eighteen is going soon too....

Eat DOTA, Drink DOTA, Sleep DOTA.....

Grabbed this photo from their frienster....Haha...sure playing DOTA...

Just now, I asked the guys to join me for a last match of badminton tomorrow before I leave the state.... They didn't reply my message for a long time.... Feeling impatient, I called up one of them...Guess what, his answer is "Hey, sorry la... busy playing DOTA, no time to reply you, I guess all the others are also the same because they are playing DOTA with me now, can't talk dy, bye..." There was a clicking sound and the line went dead...

Those guys had caught a severe DOTA game illness (incurable).... The weird thing is they are less interested in any football match... Ask them about the final match between Spain and Germany during the recent EURO Cup, and their answer was " Emm, you look it up in the papers lar, we didn't watch, were playing DOTA"... They were crazy about it (I've forgotten when the trend had started, maybe it was two or three years back)...

I do not think that they are crazy about it... They were simply obsessed... Every time the topic that they would be chatting about is DOTA... The characters in the DOTA... This somebody so and so did the silliest move... Some other were nobs in their tactics... Bla bla bla... There was an endless list of subtopics in the DOTA...

Even after every badminton match at the court, they will sit down to rest and start to pour out stories about DOTA... At the coffee shop, anywhere any time... We, girls were always bored out by their topics ( maybe because we never played it)... Even though they are physically six formers at the present, they are still children at heart (Are guys always like this)...

Even my cousin's husband was also one of those DOTA 'addicts', but at least not so serious... I am quite curious what makes this DOTA so special until all the guys are 'mesmerized' by it?

I had saw some kind of topic in the newspapers... It states about distracting the drug addicts from their craving for drugs by introducing computer games for them to occupy their time... Some did cure from the addiction thanks to this method... Maybe some part of the guys' brains are sensitive to computer games... It seems to be replacing the addiction for drugs using the addiction on computer games...

So, I conclude that guys must best be leave alone when they are playing the DOTA thing...

Back to School?

High school graduation day



The grand title



My friends




Went hospital visiting(Interact Club)

I went back to my high school today to get the principals signature on certain documents... Time really flies... I feel as if I had just stepped into this school as a first former (that was five years ago)... Now, I am going to leave this school for good... There are many fond memories contain in each and every corner of this school... Those corridors, those stair cases ( which I had to climb to get to my classes), the library, the canteen, the football field... The list is endless... I will surely miss it...

As I was walking to the Principal's office, my juniors called out to me... I was really glad that they still respect me even though I am no longer the chairperson of the school library... It was quite unbelievable that those juniors who were once first and second formers had grown into tall fourth formers... I really miss all the camps and activities that I had participated in.... Looking back, I feel that the time I spent in high school is not wasted as I had learned and gained a lot...

High school life is always exciting for me... I learn how to study had to achieve my targeted marks, meet new friends and seniors... During those moments, I experience a lot of the 'side effects' of growing up... First crush on someone ( or rather my first puppy love), first heart break when the one I admire had gotten himself a girlfriend, first conflict, first time responsibility....
Those wonderful moments will be buried deep in my heart...( perhaps leave a little scar)....

My my, to tell you the truth, I like my high school more then my primary school life... There are lots of activities to participate in during my high school years.... Getting chances to go for the national club conference ( Interact Club), Pahang leadership camp, Bengkel BSS.... I had a whale of time participating in these activities....

Next, the gatherings and preparations to organise an activity ( Kem Interaksi, Food Fair, Orientation, Kem Kursus, I.U Camps).... I thoroughly enjoy myself these few years...

Coming back to the present, I realised that those moments were temporary... It's all over... these remain as reminiscence.... I really wish that time can be turned back... but sadly it can't....

I have to move forward from now onwards carrying all my memories...Hope for the best to come in my future... University life, here I come....

Eating Kua Ci (Sunflower seeds)...

Mum had bought a packet of Kua Ci... Uhhh, it has quite a peculiar smell ( not any Kua Ci smell I had smelled before... Soon after that I found out that it was the coconut flavour that gives it the 'unique' smell(no big deal, man)... Okay, soon after that, both of us sat in front of the idiot box, waiting for the six o' clock TV reality show... Mum had some sort of craving for those sunflower seeds... Even before the show had started, she had cut open the plastic packing, scooped a handful, and started cracking the seeds with her teeth...

To tell you the truth, I always avoid eating those seeds since I was young... I had tried umpteen times to crack open the outer seed (or shell or whatever it is called)... The result is always the same... I ended up grinding the seeds to fragments(including the edible parts).... swt...-_-!''

Some sort of inner power draws me to try again today... I took some of the seeds from mum ( she gave me a surprise look)... " Okay mum, just let me give it a last try..."
I was quite determined to get the whole piece of the edible part without smashing it to pieces... holding it in between the upper and lower jaw (and in between the front teeth), I tried....

And miraculously, the outer shell cracked open nicely...Wow, this is the first time I got the 'flesh' as a whole, not as fragments.... I cracked a few more, but this time, the outer shell got stuck in between my teeth... Oh my god, that was painful... I pluck it out with my hands (ewww...), the edible part was also soggy with my saliva (sounds disgusting huh?)... That hinders me from anymore attempts to eat Kua Ci... Guess what happen to my fron teeth? It was separated from each other with a small opening in between...

That push out all my desire to master the Kua Ci eating skill...That's it... No more Kua Ci eating for me... Oh well, I think I'l never master the skill this whole life... i do not have any 'yuan' to eat it, though it seems quite easy for others...

A Little Aggressive...

As we know a blog is a personal web page where we shared our feelings, jot particulars of things or incidents which caught our attraction. It speaks of our mind and indirectly reflex our personality. There are many blogs that are pleasant and well-written. But there is one particular blog which I do not quite fancy. I do not deny the fact that the blogger is a well-read linguist, yet the type of attitude he/she carries shows in his/her posts...
It was written in a very typical arrogant manner. There was a 'Oh, I am very clever and popular, everyone loves me' style about his/her blog. Surprisingly, it was quite popular with a few hundred over viewers, though to me, I feel that it belittles the viewers. Not even a little respect is showed to its viewers. The blog has a sort of authority impression about it with a 'all of you are dumb (blond es or not), I am the superior' sense hanging in the atmosphere.
Have you ever feel uncomfortable when reading one's blog even though it flourishes with all the 'wonderful & exciting' posts. (excluding any blogs which insults you in person, or posts which are meant specially to degrade and degenerate you). This is the first time I had ever experience such feelings. I'll never visit that blog again...ever...
Bloggers (In my opinion) should show some respect for viewers... An ideal blog should contain all the elements that could bring out the joy of reading one's blog, sharing thoughts, experiences, and moments on any possible topic that could be mentioned on earth....
If you want popularity gaining in the blogging world, fine, just go on with it...There is nothing wrong with it... The only thing is - Please show some respect by just being a little humble...
Putting myself in his/her shoes, I think I could guess what he/she had in mind. Only one word appear in my mind-glamour... I wonder, is it so glamorous when a blogger treats the viewers like" hunger beggars who crave for more 'royal posts' from the emperor/empress?" this is insulting, and it is a really slutty (I can't believe I used this word) thing to do...
That's it, I'll shut up my mouth for now putting a full-stop to this blogger's topic... I do not want my mind to be the blogger's domain any longer...

To all viewers: I hope that everyone of you would cultivate this blogging habit as it has countless benefits, but I hope that all of you will fulfill a small and humble request of mine, please be a humble blogger(don't make your viewers look like suckers), when you blog, you actually share, not 'stupid-ise' (Okay, I create that word ) them...

P/S: This blogger I had mentioned early is NOT a somebody in Student Malaysia Forum....(They are all great and respectable bloggers) Anyway, I'm sure that the particular blogger I'd mentioned will never view my blog as he/she is too busy 'glamorizing' his/her blog....
Happy blogging everyone.... :P

Missing the garden...

This is the long beans planted by my dad...

Since 2 pm in the afternoon, loud rumbles of the thunder were heard now and then... The atmosphere was threaten with a soon-to-occur thunderstorm... The wind howled outside the door...Leaves were swept up by invisible hands of the wind... No sound was heard... Not even a chirp from the birds...

After having my lunch, I stepped outside... Strangely, the wind had turned into a breeze... The smell of soil has risen... It was so fresh, so close, so familiar.... I have not been out with nature for a long time....

I could still remember the times when I had gotten myself dirty while scooping up soil and playing with it... ( Actually I was pretending that I was gardening just like dad)... Well, i did pull out some weeds, though I'm not strong enough to clear the whole plot (though it's quite small).^^!"

Sometimes, I did a bit of fun digging... Discovering earth worms, white grubs... The earth smells so refreshing...( do not smell the soil if you're staying in the city, those might have been polluted..) I love to replace the old infertile soil in flower pots with new soil rich with organic matter (It's the remains of burnt twigs + weeds + branches burnt by my dad)... Somehow small flowering plants do not grow well in the pots... their roots grew through cracks beneath the flowerpots grasping the soil under the flower pot... In the end, those flowerpots were impossible to be moved... (til last year)... Haha...

I did help dad to cultivate a few types of veggies though, such as tapioca, papaya trees, banana trees, lady's fingers, tomatoes, etc... That was five years ago... I had not being gardening for whole 5 years.... All the exams, homework, tuition left me with no time for that... I hope to do it again soon....

The Nest.

Look, what type of bird would build this nest? My dad said that these birds know that we are kind to them, so, they build it within our reach... It is actually hanging firmly from one of the twigs of the guava tree planted by dad a few months ago... I was so excited every time I look at the nest, eager to see the first chick hatching out from the two eggs laid by the tiny bird ( I balanced myself on a chair to take a peek at the inner part of the nest when the birds were out searching for food one morning). Those spotted eggs looked so fragile in the small nest... I did a bit of examination of the nest's structure... It was made with dried weeds (I assume plucked from my garden), some dry leaves, an odd twig or two and some news papers! No wonder my dad discovered some newspaper used to cover the guava fruits were shredded... These little birds were smart in finding the suitable materials for their cosy nest...
Everyday we could hear the chirps and twitters of both 'the bull and the hen' birds while guarding their nest from any form of threats... Even when my father went unintentionally near the nest, they would chirp angrily and noisily at him... Dad always say that it was as if they were speaking foul words at him... It was quite amazing how the birds had guarded their nest so closely...
That was one week ago, yet an unpreventable incident happened... My dad said that he saw a big yellow bird perching on the little nest flew off when it saw him walking near the tree lately... The day before yesterday, I saw with my own eyes, the yellow bird snatching away an egg from the nest with its beak... Those birds whom the eggs belonged to, 'squawk' angrily at the big bird but they had to watch helplessly as the bird flew off with their precious egg...
Now, the small birds were gone as their last egg was snatched up by the same thieving bird... I felt so sad... History had repeated itself in my very garden several times... Eight years ago, it was a different type of bird which had built its nest in my garden but on a rambutan tree in the backyard... There were four blue eggs... Those were destroyed during a thunder storm where the nest had fallen down from the tree... Three years ago, the eggs of a magpie hatched successfully in my rusting post box, but those poor chicks die within days when neighbouring kids came along and tortured them... We found the chicks on the ground... It was a tragic sight... Ever since that incident, my father would block the opening of the post box as it was still a favourite nesting site for the magpies...
Mum always said that every living being on earth has their world which is similar to that of the human beings... There are the culprits (thieving birds, carnivorous hawks) lurking at each corner waiting to pounce on other smaller and weaker birds, there are are group of birds who had wanted a simple life (looking for food, building their own shelter, mating, raising their chicks, growing old), there are also birds who wanted power ( they focused on expanding their territory, guarding the females fiercely and also adding them, fighting with other birds of the same species over an unowned area) and lots more.... This is the life we lead too...

The Medical Check-Up

24th of June: My first-time medical check up at the general hospital. I felt a bit nervous as there was an X-ray session besides other normal check-ups. I had arrived at the hospital at 2 pm which is exactly the time of my appointment.
The waiting room was crowded as usual ( I have been there several times to arrange a suitable period for my check-up)... Even before meeting the doctor, there was a pile of forms I had to fill... Those personal data's such as IC,address... just some usual information, yet they are troublesome... The pen I had lent from the counter kept running out of ink... Feeling bothered, I ended up fetching my own pen from the car, though it means that i had to walk to the parking lot to get it... All those forms were filled in just a few minutes (in my car). At last, I thought that I could finally get my medical check-ups. But, instead of going straight to the doctor's room, I found myself being handed yet another form which was meant to be fill by doctors who will be conducting my check-ups...
There were all together six different check-ups : measuring height and weight, eye inspection, X-ray session, urine test, and dental check-up. I was told to find the weighing machine 'just around the corner'. But it was no easy job finding the weighing machine... It was actually partially hidden under an empty desk(of course around a small corner)! It was so dirty as if everyone had wore shoes while stepping on it... Wow, i weighted less than 50 kg! It was lighter than i had expected... I had previously weighted 51 kg... Haha, i my weight have gone down by 6 kg. I am not kidding! Then, i measure my height, not too short, but I seemed to shrink... Never mind the height,i am not going to be a supermodel or an air stewardess anyway...
Next, I had to find the 11th room for my eye inspection... There was an old nurse jotting down some notes on the desk... Okay, the eye inspection went smoothly... I had thought that maybe my check up would finish at about 4 pm... But oh no, problem is just about to start... I was asked to go to the next building for the X-ray session...
There was a sign board on the door which spells ' Bilik X-ray' the X-ray room. I reached for the knob and found that it was locked... feeling a bit confused, I knocked the door several times... No one answered it... I thought that it was weird.... There I stood stupidly for at least 10 minutes until a medical officer passed by. Luckily, he informed me that the room was no longer in use and asked me go to yet another building for the X-ray session ( the hospital grounds cover a large area if you want to know)... I followed the directions he had given me to a medical building I had never been to at the other side of the main hospital building, I started searching for the X-ray room....There was no sign of it... Feeling frustrated, I asked a nurse who happened to be at the same building... Guess what she told me... I am at the wrong block... This time, she guided me to ANOTHER building ( a bit taller than the previous one) where there is a new X-ray room... I thanked her graciously, relieved to be at the X-ray room at last... But to my dismay, the room was packed with patients who had waited for ages to have their X-ray session... I was directed to yet another smaller building, where finally I did have my X-ray session after waiting for half an hour.... And also wasting another half an hour to receive my X-ray photos...
By the time I had done with my X-ray session, it was already 4.15 pm... I had not finished my check ups yet... There were two more to go...
The urine test was also testing my patience, I had to wait another 15 minutes before I can get hold of the small container to collect my urine sample... Then, I was surprised when I was told to come to the hospital again on the 1st of July to know the results...
Finally, the dental check up... I was informed that I had to go to the hospital's sister clinic to have my teeth examine... I rushed there, and got my check up just in time... I was the last customer there... By the time I had finished, it was nearly 5 pm... I got home exhausted from all the rushing and waiting just for a simple medical check up... Oh, and it did not end there... I still need to get the report for my urine test and the signature of the doctor before I complete my check up a few days to come....

Permanent Residents & Regular Visitors...

" Yucks!" my father yelled as soon as he step out from our car. It's the work of our P.R (permanent resident) again... Our porch was filled with the mess created by the P.Rs - small patches of smelly goo! Our uninvited P.Rs has vomited all over the place... Guess the P.R...they are CATS!!
I do not remember the exact time when those stray cats 'move' into my garden and made it their 'home sweet home'...But they stayed till now... with many generations been born in my garden.... I could hear the yowling of cats just outside my door during their mating season and that occurs in the middle of the night! Waking up in the middle of the night is a norm for me cause by the horrible yowling ritual of the cats during the 'peak season... I had always like the cute faces of those cats especially their kittens, but they are quite annoying now that they feel bold enough to attempt slipping into my house.. and i hate that....
There are the regular visitors also, hens from neighbouring houses scrap the soil of my garden to find food... leaving behind lumps of droppings not on the soil but on the floor of the porch! Besides that, they sometimes lay their eggs in the old cupboard behind my house... About a dozen every time... Huh, when the eggs hatch, there were chicks running all over the place... Sometimes it is nice to watch them fighting over some grains of rice... Now my garden is over flown with domestic animals though i do not own them...What a joke....