I have never loathed talking. Talking may mean differently to other people but to me, talking is a happy thing to do. No.1, I can keep secrets (I guess), so I never fear for myself that I'll be talking too much or spill other's secret out. Anyway, it's not like I have many secrets to keep. No. 2, I love talking to anyone I know. I like to bug my roommate, my housemates and also my friends next door. I can talk about anything with them, from secrets sharing to important academic work and also crap. We would laugh so hard until we drop flat on the floor gasping for air. This is how I talk.
However, after reading and viewing 'A Thousand Years of Good Prayers', I found it sad that a daughter find it so hard to talk with her own father. Well, it is not totally her fault. She was bought up in a quite family. Her family members never talked much with each other. She was not used to talk to her father since young. Her father, Mr. Shi, watched his daughter to grow up as a quite person and he never tried to change that. He thought being quite is a symbol of a good daughter, good girl and good woman. Besides, he always give excuse that his work is very confidential and ended up not talking much to his family. He would never answer questions. His wife had a lot of questions for him. But instead of trying to trust his wife and explain everything to his wife regarding what happened at work, he chose to close himself up and waited until his wife stopped looking at him with questioning eyes. This made it very difficult for the daughter to speak out. When Mr. Shi went to America to visit her, he kept on persuading his daughter to talk to him and tell him her feelings. Sadly, the daughter thought her father was being tiresome and got annoyed in the end.
This should not happen among family members. Family is supposed to be the one we trust the most, me, as a daughter, I love to talk to my father. Frankly speaking, I talk more to my father than to my mother. When I was still schooling, I used to talk about everything to my father when I got into his car. He would listen in silence. Well, I'm not sure whether he was listening, but I didn't care, my story never ends. I would tell him about the teachers, about the canteen food, about my friends and also my duty as a librarian. Sometimes, we would talk until I felt like crying. That was because he was talking about my bad results and he mocked me (it was a constructive mocking). At home, when I was not doing my homework, I would sat beside him and started talking out of nothing. I can't remember whether I was encouraged to talk a lot since I was young. But I was labelled as the talkative one by my family members. I guess talking just came naturally to me.
Talking may be hard due to language barrier. In the movie, Mr. Shi was trying to buy her daughter a gift, a good luck charm. When he went into the shop, he couldn't communicate well with the seller as his English was not fluent. He couldn't explain well what kind of gift he wanted for his daughter and ended up making the seller showing him a few things that were unsuitable for his daughter. Later, he was tricked by the seller by buying a wooden bear that he claimed to have a certificate to prove its origin which he couldn't show. Mr. Shi didn't doubt the originality of the wooden bear and ended up paying a very high price for it. I think if Mr. Shi was more fluent in English, he might understand that the seller was taking an advantage of him. Mr. Shi might not buy the wooden bear and go somewhere else to look for a more suitable gift.
I guess I have a little language barrier problem in talking. I seldom talk much to my mother because since young, I didn't express much of myself to her as she was the fierce figure in the house. At school, I talked in Mandarin, so my BM is quite bad. I talked only the basic daily conversation with my mom and hence, my BM never improved to a higher level. When I first came to study at KBU, my Malay friends around me said my BM sounded weird. I was shocked and I talked little to them as I found it hard to express what I want to tell them in BM. Later, with their encouragement and my own determination, I tried to improve my BM and started talking with them. Now, I can talk faster in BM and I became good friends with my housemates.
Talking shouldn't be that difficult. Without talking, there won't be any mutual understanding among different people. Should we all stop talking in the future, the world will be a silent and deadly world. Talking can be telling other people about happy things and talking can also be telling people the sorrow and pain we have in our hearts. Talking is the beginning of everything. Without talking, we can't make new friends, we can't get what we want and we can't let other people know what we know. So, take a step out and start talking.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
My Friends
I have wonderful friends surrounding me, especially my precious housemates and my precious best friends here. I hereby want to introduce them one by one and tell you their personality, nice, odd, funny, and natural. I like them so much that I may not know how to describe them!
I will start with girls at room 1 house no.69.
1. Hooi Ying
According to Siew Wuen’s post, she’s known as a very narcissist girl. Well, I can’t agree more. Being with her every single day for about 4 hours or more make me on my limits with her. Sometimes. She can be very ‘big sis’-like for a while, giving advices and telling me what I should know (can’t share much about this, it’s a secret). The next day, I wonder what on Earth Siew Wuen and gang may have done to her, she turned, changed completely into a very annoying Hooi Ying. She can ask you something but not wanting an answer from you as she already has an answer in her mind. She can do weird stuff like holding my Blue Spot and caressed it as though it’s alive. She can ignore you for the whole time pressing her phone, sms-ing to her ‘invisible’ friends. Those things she does are very annoying. It annoys me so much that sometime I need to express my annoyed self to Shun Ling. However, no matter how annoying she can be, she can also be like my sister. We can share the same chocolate bar, share clothes, and do facial together and read magazines together. She is also my very useful and efficient antenna. Wondering what my source of gossip is, Hooi Ying! She tells me everything she gossiped with her roommates so that I’m up to date enough and not make a fool out of myself by being shocked on listening to old, out dated stories :D Love you so much Hooi Ying~~
2. Shun Ling
Shun Ling, unbelievable to many, is my ex-schoolmate and also ex-classmate. Again unbelievable to all, I was not close to her during my secondary school life. We were in the same class, but all I knew about her was that she was quite stern looking, did not talk that much, quite unfriendly. Then, one fine day, while we were in the Bio lab, the Bio teacher didn’t turn up. Coincidentally, Shun Ling was sitting in front of me. I was busy chit chatting with my friends at that time. Suddenly, Shun Ling and her friend turned towards us and started talking. I was so surprised. Hmm? Shun Ling talked so much! And she laughed a lot too. That was totally different from what I always saw her. Maybe the prefect training was really effective. Then, slowly, we started to smile at each other whenever we met each other. Until last year, coincidentally, we were here, together in KBU. From that onwards, we became best friends. And I discovered the shocking side of her. No need to explain. Whatever she is now is totally different from what I expected her to be. She likes to comment on our clothes. She’s our fashion consultant. Whenever Hooi Ying and I have fashion problem, we will ask her. If Shun Ling says it’s ok, then it’s ok. So if you see us wearing weird stuff, ask Shun Ling. Shun Ling’s cooking is good. Even though we keep on telling people that we cook together, but actually, she is the one controlling the heat, the taste and the appearance of the food. I am mostly the chopping, washing, serving and taking out veges girl. I don’t mind. Because her cooking is good :) I’m proud of having Shun Ling as my friend. Her memory is wide. She can remember all the directions, the high ways, the hard- to-differentiate roads. Without her, I think we can all only stay at BU. Shun Ling sometimes can be super caring, to the extent that you may feel afraid. Anyway, she’s who she is. I love her so much too :)
3. Siew Wuen
Frankly speaking, I do not know a lot about Siew Wuen when compared to her roommates. Siew Wuen is the cute cute little kid among us. With her significant height and cheerfulness, she’s really like a kid. More childish than me. But that’s on the outside. On the inside, my gosh, her English can beat many of us flat on the floor. According to my gossip source, she studies like mad. She can sleep at 2am and wake up at 7am to continue studying. She eats a little, which explains her size. She’s kind and caring. Like me, she likes cats. I guess both of us can’t bear the sight when Shun Ling does ‘something’ to the cats outside our house. I can’t explain Siew Wuen anymore. She is so very bubbly. I love her so much! Without her, we won’t have fun eating ice cream at Mc.D in the hot nights anymore. I enjoy the trip when she follows us to Mc.D to eat ice cream.
Now, I’m going to tell you about my housemates.
1. Fairuz
She’s my one and only roommate. According to many people, they can always hear her screaming in the middle of the night. Oh, she’s normal alright. Just that she has a very sensitive nervous system. She reacts exaggeratedly to any minor tickling or touching. I have to confess that the screaming is actually all my fault. I like to tickle her all the time. When I feel bored or when my hands are itchy, she has to sacrifice her waist for me. I will tickle her suddenly and she will be so shocked that she screamed. But I always can get away with it with my innocent look at the beginning of the year. Later, everybody in the house knows that it is my doing. Muahahah… I don’t care. I just like to tease her. She’s so funny when she’s teased. She likes to do weird weird facial expressions sometimes. Again, those expressions are so funny that I can’t stop laughing. Fairuz can also be quite melancholy sometimes. Well, don’t blame me for this. This will not be my fault. It’s her bf’s fault. They can be very loving at a time and annoyed with each other the other time. They can send lot’s of sms’s at a time and not sending anything to each other the other time. Then she will start bugging me about her not-receiving-any-sms-from-him issue. When Fairuz’s in a very good mood, she will laugh her head off with you and agrees with whatever you say. When she’s not in a good mood, she can ignore you for a whole night. She can act like as though you are transparent or an ant on the floor. Your existence will be forgotten. At nights like that, you will not be able to hear any screams as she release a kind of scary aura that makes you be out of her way. That’s Fairuz, I love her so much! I’m blessed to have a roommate like her :)
2. Athira
Oh, Athira is the happiest one in the house. She smiles and laughs every day. You can joke with her anytime. No problem, she doesn’t have Fairuz’s mood swings. Athira is a complete package. She’s pretty, kind hearted, smart, well to do and very cute too! She accepts praises but then will tell you not to praise her. Weird right? She will sometimes say weird stuff that makes you laugh not because of what she said but her actions and facial expression instead. At times like that, I will pat her head and say, “Athira nie comey lahh~~”. Athira is the professor in the house. Whenever we encounter problems in our studies, we always consult her and ask her to teach us. She’s so helpful and caring. Lately, Athira has become more and more eligible to be a good wife. She can cook nice food already. Sometimes, she will throw in what she can find in the fridge and make good stuff out of it. Isn’t that amazing? Ok, I may be exaggerating a little bit, but her cooking’s improving :D Athira, I love you so much! You are a very cute housemate.
3. Sherry
Sherry is the mother of the house. Well, not really but she is the motherly figure in our house. You can talk to her whenever you want. Her door is always opened for you. Well, maybe you have to knock as it is locked sometimes. She is caring; give good advices, very mature and smart. She likes to make fruit salad. When she does that, she will call the whole house down to eat with her. From what I have observed, Sherry concentrates in her study every night. She rarely got distracted. If she is distracted, it may be mainly caused by Fairuz’s scream and my laughter. She likes to be concern about us. Sometimes she will come down to our room and observe what we are doing. She will say things that are so funny and make us laugh. She likes to tease me a lot! Well, I can’t tell you what is it about but she does like to tease me a lot. Anyway, I still love her a lot!
4. Azreen
Azreen’s the noisiest in the house. You can hear her voice in the middle of the night. You can hear her screaming upstairs. You can even hear her shouting and laughing loudly upstairs. Her voice can make the whole house very lively. Without her, the atmosphere in the house can be deadly. Talking with Azreen is a very nice thing to do. She is a good listener. She will listen to you for a very long time without interfering. When you feel lonely or bored, Azreen is always there for you to ask her out. She usually will go with you wherever you want to go. Azreen likes to eat Maggie and porridge. That will be her breakfast most of the mornings. Azreen is the fun one. You can have lots of fun being around her. Love you Azreen!
5. Hani
Hani is the opposite of Azreen. She is the quite one in the house. I guess Hani is the most ‘normal’ one in the house. She never screams, shout or laugh loudly. She is sweet and gentle. She’s very pretty and everyone agrees with that. Hani too concentrates in her studies every night together with Sherry. She too seldom gets distracted by anything. However, Hani always go back during the weekends, so I can’t connect much with her. I can say Hani is the opposite of everyone in the house. Any guy will be very lucky to have her. Love you too,
Hani :D
6. Fatin
Fatin is the most generous girl in the house. The fridge never gets empty because of her. Every weekend, she will buy lots of groceries and stuff the fridge full. She loves to cook and serve everyone food. She will call for the whole house to eat with her. It will be like a family dining session. During these dining sessions, she will enlighten us the naïve ones with her knowledge about adulthood. The knowledge sharing session will always be funny and lively. Everyone will laugh until their stomach ache. Fatin is indeed quite knowledgeable about adulthood. She will always answer your questions if you have any. Fatin is always cheerful and bubbly. She too will never have mood swings and the smile always stay on her face. Even at 5am she can smile at you and start talking useful things or crap with you. You will never get bored or out of chatting topic with her. I love you so much Fatin!
See, all my friends are of different personalities. I love them so much so much that I sometimes hope we can always stay like this forever. However, time waits for no one. Someday somehow we have to be separated and achieve our dreams and our aims in life. Another 4 months time, I may not be able to see them that often anymore. I just hope during this 4 moths, we can tighten our bond, so that in the future, no matter what happens, our bond will not be broken that easily. Friends forever.
I will start with girls at room 1 house no.69.
1. Hooi Ying
According to Siew Wuen’s post, she’s known as a very narcissist girl. Well, I can’t agree more. Being with her every single day for about 4 hours or more make me on my limits with her. Sometimes. She can be very ‘big sis’-like for a while, giving advices and telling me what I should know (can’t share much about this, it’s a secret). The next day, I wonder what on Earth Siew Wuen and gang may have done to her, she turned, changed completely into a very annoying Hooi Ying. She can ask you something but not wanting an answer from you as she already has an answer in her mind. She can do weird stuff like holding my Blue Spot and caressed it as though it’s alive. She can ignore you for the whole time pressing her phone, sms-ing to her ‘invisible’ friends. Those things she does are very annoying. It annoys me so much that sometime I need to express my annoyed self to Shun Ling. However, no matter how annoying she can be, she can also be like my sister. We can share the same chocolate bar, share clothes, and do facial together and read magazines together. She is also my very useful and efficient antenna. Wondering what my source of gossip is, Hooi Ying! She tells me everything she gossiped with her roommates so that I’m up to date enough and not make a fool out of myself by being shocked on listening to old, out dated stories :D Love you so much Hooi Ying~~
2. Shun Ling
Shun Ling, unbelievable to many, is my ex-schoolmate and also ex-classmate. Again unbelievable to all, I was not close to her during my secondary school life. We were in the same class, but all I knew about her was that she was quite stern looking, did not talk that much, quite unfriendly. Then, one fine day, while we were in the Bio lab, the Bio teacher didn’t turn up. Coincidentally, Shun Ling was sitting in front of me. I was busy chit chatting with my friends at that time. Suddenly, Shun Ling and her friend turned towards us and started talking. I was so surprised. Hmm? Shun Ling talked so much! And she laughed a lot too. That was totally different from what I always saw her. Maybe the prefect training was really effective. Then, slowly, we started to smile at each other whenever we met each other. Until last year, coincidentally, we were here, together in KBU. From that onwards, we became best friends. And I discovered the shocking side of her. No need to explain. Whatever she is now is totally different from what I expected her to be. She likes to comment on our clothes. She’s our fashion consultant. Whenever Hooi Ying and I have fashion problem, we will ask her. If Shun Ling says it’s ok, then it’s ok. So if you see us wearing weird stuff, ask Shun Ling. Shun Ling’s cooking is good. Even though we keep on telling people that we cook together, but actually, she is the one controlling the heat, the taste and the appearance of the food. I am mostly the chopping, washing, serving and taking out veges girl. I don’t mind. Because her cooking is good :) I’m proud of having Shun Ling as my friend. Her memory is wide. She can remember all the directions, the high ways, the hard- to-differentiate roads. Without her, I think we can all only stay at BU. Shun Ling sometimes can be super caring, to the extent that you may feel afraid. Anyway, she’s who she is. I love her so much too :)
3. Siew Wuen
Frankly speaking, I do not know a lot about Siew Wuen when compared to her roommates. Siew Wuen is the cute cute little kid among us. With her significant height and cheerfulness, she’s really like a kid. More childish than me. But that’s on the outside. On the inside, my gosh, her English can beat many of us flat on the floor. According to my gossip source, she studies like mad. She can sleep at 2am and wake up at 7am to continue studying. She eats a little, which explains her size. She’s kind and caring. Like me, she likes cats. I guess both of us can’t bear the sight when Shun Ling does ‘something’ to the cats outside our house. I can’t explain Siew Wuen anymore. She is so very bubbly. I love her so much! Without her, we won’t have fun eating ice cream at Mc.D in the hot nights anymore. I enjoy the trip when she follows us to Mc.D to eat ice cream.
Now, I’m going to tell you about my housemates.
1. Fairuz
She’s my one and only roommate. According to many people, they can always hear her screaming in the middle of the night. Oh, she’s normal alright. Just that she has a very sensitive nervous system. She reacts exaggeratedly to any minor tickling or touching. I have to confess that the screaming is actually all my fault. I like to tickle her all the time. When I feel bored or when my hands are itchy, she has to sacrifice her waist for me. I will tickle her suddenly and she will be so shocked that she screamed. But I always can get away with it with my innocent look at the beginning of the year. Later, everybody in the house knows that it is my doing. Muahahah… I don’t care. I just like to tease her. She’s so funny when she’s teased. She likes to do weird weird facial expressions sometimes. Again, those expressions are so funny that I can’t stop laughing. Fairuz can also be quite melancholy sometimes. Well, don’t blame me for this. This will not be my fault. It’s her bf’s fault. They can be very loving at a time and annoyed with each other the other time. They can send lot’s of sms’s at a time and not sending anything to each other the other time. Then she will start bugging me about her not-receiving-any-sms-from-him issue. When Fairuz’s in a very good mood, she will laugh her head off with you and agrees with whatever you say. When she’s not in a good mood, she can ignore you for a whole night. She can act like as though you are transparent or an ant on the floor. Your existence will be forgotten. At nights like that, you will not be able to hear any screams as she release a kind of scary aura that makes you be out of her way. That’s Fairuz, I love her so much! I’m blessed to have a roommate like her :)
2. Athira
Oh, Athira is the happiest one in the house. She smiles and laughs every day. You can joke with her anytime. No problem, she doesn’t have Fairuz’s mood swings. Athira is a complete package. She’s pretty, kind hearted, smart, well to do and very cute too! She accepts praises but then will tell you not to praise her. Weird right? She will sometimes say weird stuff that makes you laugh not because of what she said but her actions and facial expression instead. At times like that, I will pat her head and say, “Athira nie comey lahh~~”. Athira is the professor in the house. Whenever we encounter problems in our studies, we always consult her and ask her to teach us. She’s so helpful and caring. Lately, Athira has become more and more eligible to be a good wife. She can cook nice food already. Sometimes, she will throw in what she can find in the fridge and make good stuff out of it. Isn’t that amazing? Ok, I may be exaggerating a little bit, but her cooking’s improving :D Athira, I love you so much! You are a very cute housemate.
3. Sherry
Sherry is the mother of the house. Well, not really but she is the motherly figure in our house. You can talk to her whenever you want. Her door is always opened for you. Well, maybe you have to knock as it is locked sometimes. She is caring; give good advices, very mature and smart. She likes to make fruit salad. When she does that, she will call the whole house down to eat with her. From what I have observed, Sherry concentrates in her study every night. She rarely got distracted. If she is distracted, it may be mainly caused by Fairuz’s scream and my laughter. She likes to be concern about us. Sometimes she will come down to our room and observe what we are doing. She will say things that are so funny and make us laugh. She likes to tease me a lot! Well, I can’t tell you what is it about but she does like to tease me a lot. Anyway, I still love her a lot!
4. Azreen
Azreen’s the noisiest in the house. You can hear her voice in the middle of the night. You can hear her screaming upstairs. You can even hear her shouting and laughing loudly upstairs. Her voice can make the whole house very lively. Without her, the atmosphere in the house can be deadly. Talking with Azreen is a very nice thing to do. She is a good listener. She will listen to you for a very long time without interfering. When you feel lonely or bored, Azreen is always there for you to ask her out. She usually will go with you wherever you want to go. Azreen likes to eat Maggie and porridge. That will be her breakfast most of the mornings. Azreen is the fun one. You can have lots of fun being around her. Love you Azreen!
5. Hani
Hani is the opposite of Azreen. She is the quite one in the house. I guess Hani is the most ‘normal’ one in the house. She never screams, shout or laugh loudly. She is sweet and gentle. She’s very pretty and everyone agrees with that. Hani too concentrates in her studies every night together with Sherry. She too seldom gets distracted by anything. However, Hani always go back during the weekends, so I can’t connect much with her. I can say Hani is the opposite of everyone in the house. Any guy will be very lucky to have her. Love you too,
Hani :D
6. Fatin
Fatin is the most generous girl in the house. The fridge never gets empty because of her. Every weekend, she will buy lots of groceries and stuff the fridge full. She loves to cook and serve everyone food. She will call for the whole house to eat with her. It will be like a family dining session. During these dining sessions, she will enlighten us the naïve ones with her knowledge about adulthood. The knowledge sharing session will always be funny and lively. Everyone will laugh until their stomach ache. Fatin is indeed quite knowledgeable about adulthood. She will always answer your questions if you have any. Fatin is always cheerful and bubbly. She too will never have mood swings and the smile always stay on her face. Even at 5am she can smile at you and start talking useful things or crap with you. You will never get bored or out of chatting topic with her. I love you so much Fatin!
See, all my friends are of different personalities. I love them so much so much that I sometimes hope we can always stay like this forever. However, time waits for no one. Someday somehow we have to be separated and achieve our dreams and our aims in life. Another 4 months time, I may not be able to see them that often anymore. I just hope during this 4 moths, we can tighten our bond, so that in the future, no matter what happens, our bond will not be broken that easily. Friends forever.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Happy Happy Birthday!!~~
This year's birthday was the best ever. I can still remember last year nobody knew me. Nobody knew my birthday, not even Shun Ling.... Ok, that was ok. At least my cousin bought me a birthday cake which I had to finished in about 3 days. Then I got cake phobia.
Siew Wuen wrote about my birthday in her blog but hey, I did not purposely show Hooi Ying my last year's birthday wishes..... Just that it makes me feel happy by reading it. So I read it. And I was also hoping this year I can get wishes like that too. See, I was not hinting anything. Ok, maybe a little... Heheh...
So, indeed I was the birthday planner. But it was not my fault, Hooi Ying and Shun Ling just came to me one fine shopping day and told me, ''You pick your own present, we don't know what to give you, '' and so, I picked. Since there are no more surprise birthday, so I made suggestions for my birthday. :D That's how the 'party' started. And actually, the food, except the ice and strawberry trifle, were made by my cousin. I just went there and waited for the food to cook. Heheh.... ^-^v
Seriously, I was touched. I'm very glad that I have such good friends here. Shun Ling, Hooi Ying, Siew Wuen, I love you guys so much~~~ I was also surprised by the 'amazing' game they planned. I knew they planned hard but still..... I felt like slapping their backs for thinking up weird weird things like that... But still, it was fun when I was not doing the weird weird stuff. Hahahah.... Shun Ling was the most shocking one. I can't imagine a person as mature as her can become so 'cacat'... Hahahah..... sorry Shun Ling, but it was just so funny :D
My friend from INTI, Nilai came to celebrate my birthday together with my friends here. According to Hooi Ying, they said my friend was very great as she came to BU all alone and celebrated my birthday with a bunch of people whom she didn't know well. Accept for Ming Chai who used her to get through the game. Hah, Ming Chai, if my friend dare not come to BU anymore, it's all your fault! Just kidding... She didn't mind at all.
Later on my birthday night, which was Saturday night, I nearly had my heart jumped out of my mouth and onto my hand. There was something very shocking happened. Well, I'm sure the whole world know it by now. I won't elaborate further.
Lastly, I want to thank everyone for their great wishes and gift. Thanks so much. Especially the girls from room 1, house no. 69. Thank you so much. And Su Xian, thank you so much for being here on my birthday. And someone else, thank you to you too. Friends who left wishes on Facebook, thank you~~ Papa, mama, Hannin, Kim sis, thank you to you all too~~~
Siew Wuen wrote about my birthday in her blog but hey, I did not purposely show Hooi Ying my last year's birthday wishes..... Just that it makes me feel happy by reading it. So I read it. And I was also hoping this year I can get wishes like that too. See, I was not hinting anything. Ok, maybe a little... Heheh...
So, indeed I was the birthday planner. But it was not my fault, Hooi Ying and Shun Ling just came to me one fine shopping day and told me, ''You pick your own present, we don't know what to give you, '' and so, I picked. Since there are no more surprise birthday, so I made suggestions for my birthday. :D That's how the 'party' started. And actually, the food, except the ice and strawberry trifle, were made by my cousin. I just went there and waited for the food to cook. Heheh.... ^-^v
Seriously, I was touched. I'm very glad that I have such good friends here. Shun Ling, Hooi Ying, Siew Wuen, I love you guys so much~~~ I was also surprised by the 'amazing' game they planned. I knew they planned hard but still..... I felt like slapping their backs for thinking up weird weird things like that... But still, it was fun when I was not doing the weird weird stuff. Hahahah.... Shun Ling was the most shocking one. I can't imagine a person as mature as her can become so 'cacat'... Hahahah..... sorry Shun Ling, but it was just so funny :D
My friend from INTI, Nilai came to celebrate my birthday together with my friends here. According to Hooi Ying, they said my friend was very great as she came to BU all alone and celebrated my birthday with a bunch of people whom she didn't know well. Accept for Ming Chai who used her to get through the game. Hah, Ming Chai, if my friend dare not come to BU anymore, it's all your fault! Just kidding... She didn't mind at all.
Later on my birthday night, which was Saturday night, I nearly had my heart jumped out of my mouth and onto my hand. There was something very shocking happened. Well, I'm sure the whole world know it by now. I won't elaborate further.
Lastly, I want to thank everyone for their great wishes and gift. Thanks so much. Especially the girls from room 1, house no. 69. Thank you so much. And Su Xian, thank you so much for being here on my birthday. And someone else, thank you to you too. Friends who left wishes on Facebook, thank you~~ Papa, mama, Hannin, Kim sis, thank you to you all too~~~
Friday, May 8, 2009
Cultural Heritage
Sometimes I will wonder what race am I. I introduce myself as a half Chinese and half Malay. Some people said I'm more towards Chinese. So, what am I? In my IC, it's stated that I'm a bumi (surprise right!). To me, I don't think myself as neither a bumi or Chinese.
This week during English class, we were learning basically about multiculturalism and bilingual education. As I have mentioned above, I introduce myself as a half Chinese and half Malay. So, I know only half of the Chinese culture and half of the Malay culture. You may wonder how I was brought up. Well, I was brought up by my aunt who is a Chinese. You may argue that I should know everything about Chinese culture. The problem is that since I'm a Muslim, my aunt didn't teach me much about Chinese culture. Maybe she thought it was unnecessary. Well, I know only about the culture from what I saw her doing and by questioning her. I did not mix much with Malays until I come here, at KBU. This is the first time I have so many Malay friends. Obviously, I came from a Chinese school and all my friends including my BFF's are Chinese. My teachers were mostly Chinese, my tuition friends were Chinese, even the cousin that I'm close with is a Chinese.
I seldom mix with my Malay cousins which are all from my mother's side. I'm not even close with my grandparents from my mother's side. But I do respect them and tried to be a good granddaughter. I see only my aunts, uncles and cousins during Hari Raya. Other than Hari Raya, I don't even know what happens to them. The reason that I seldom mix with them may be caused by the language barrier (surprise again!). Yup! My BM sucks. To the Chinese my BM may sound right but to the Malays, my BM is weird. Totally weird. I didn't know that until last year when one of my friends from my part time job told me. The reason that my BM sucks may be due to the fact that I speak BM only with my mother. Seriously. Even Mr. Derick's BM is better than mine! I don't understand any of the slang and I can only guess when I'm listening to one of them.
I'm very confused. I don't know what cultural heritage I own. I cannot be a Chinese as I don't look like one. I cannot be a Malay as I don't fully adapt to the Malay culture and I do not speak BM like most Malays do. So what race am I? Maybe one fine day I should sit down together with my parents and ask them this question. However, although it's very confusing, I'm glad that I'm born with two different kinds of blood running through my veins. It makes me different from other people. I love speaking in Mandarin, Cantonese and also Malay at the same time (like what I always do at home). Whenever I look myself in the mirror, I see both my father (the Chinese side of me) and my mother (the Malay side of me).
This week during English class, we were learning basically about multiculturalism and bilingual education. As I have mentioned above, I introduce myself as a half Chinese and half Malay. So, I know only half of the Chinese culture and half of the Malay culture. You may wonder how I was brought up. Well, I was brought up by my aunt who is a Chinese. You may argue that I should know everything about Chinese culture. The problem is that since I'm a Muslim, my aunt didn't teach me much about Chinese culture. Maybe she thought it was unnecessary. Well, I know only about the culture from what I saw her doing and by questioning her. I did not mix much with Malays until I come here, at KBU. This is the first time I have so many Malay friends. Obviously, I came from a Chinese school and all my friends including my BFF's are Chinese. My teachers were mostly Chinese, my tuition friends were Chinese, even the cousin that I'm close with is a Chinese.
I seldom mix with my Malay cousins which are all from my mother's side. I'm not even close with my grandparents from my mother's side. But I do respect them and tried to be a good granddaughter. I see only my aunts, uncles and cousins during Hari Raya. Other than Hari Raya, I don't even know what happens to them. The reason that I seldom mix with them may be caused by the language barrier (surprise again!). Yup! My BM sucks. To the Chinese my BM may sound right but to the Malays, my BM is weird. Totally weird. I didn't know that until last year when one of my friends from my part time job told me. The reason that my BM sucks may be due to the fact that I speak BM only with my mother. Seriously. Even Mr. Derick's BM is better than mine! I don't understand any of the slang and I can only guess when I'm listening to one of them.
I'm very confused. I don't know what cultural heritage I own. I cannot be a Chinese as I don't look like one. I cannot be a Malay as I don't fully adapt to the Malay culture and I do not speak BM like most Malays do. So what race am I? Maybe one fine day I should sit down together with my parents and ask them this question. However, although it's very confusing, I'm glad that I'm born with two different kinds of blood running through my veins. It makes me different from other people. I love speaking in Mandarin, Cantonese and also Malay at the same time (like what I always do at home). Whenever I look myself in the mirror, I see both my father (the Chinese side of me) and my mother (the Malay side of me).
Friday, March 27, 2009
Shocking news shocked me...
This week, a few days ago, I heard the most shocking news. OMG!!! My friend's boy friend smokes! Gosh, I was so shocked that after I heard it I was rooted to the ground. I just stared blankly at my friend who told me this. After I told this to the other friend of mine, then I realised another shocking fact. This other-friend-of-mine's boy friend smokes too!! Why do they have to smoke? Boys.... or males.... Not that I want to state that smoking is a stereotype of males as I do realise that females smoke too but why do they (my friends' boy friends) have to smoke? This is just way too shocking... They look so decent and respect and healthy...Why???!!!
Another shocking news I got from this week is the result for the EALD's assignment. That is way too disappointing. I never hated English, but now I do. I enjoyed doing the documentary and some of the other assignments but the result is very very very disappointing (the repetition is for stresses). How I missed my English tuition class during secondary school. We wrote many essays but since the standard for SPM is quite low the teacher didn't put too much stress on our writing skill. Besides, we got to read comprehensions and listened to many of the teacher's stories which sometimes had something to do with the passage and sometimes had nothing to do with the passage. We got to talk with friends and laughed around while discussing about the answers. He did not scold us for making noise but joked around with us too. We did not have any homework as all the essays and comprehensions were done on the spot. Sometimes when we finished our work fast, we got to play word games too. Those were the winderful times...
The third shocking news will be the fact that we have to do the speech thingy next week. I'm so going to die next week. Seriously. I took about 3 days to do the documentary review. Now, I will only be having 3 minutes to prepare the speech which is going to last for 5-8 minutes. Hello Grim Reaper.
These are all the shocking news I got from this week. I think I better go and sleep and enjoy the weekends first. I hate worrying... I have to read....
Another shocking news I got from this week is the result for the EALD's assignment. That is way too disappointing. I never hated English, but now I do. I enjoyed doing the documentary and some of the other assignments but the result is very very very disappointing (the repetition is for stresses). How I missed my English tuition class during secondary school. We wrote many essays but since the standard for SPM is quite low the teacher didn't put too much stress on our writing skill. Besides, we got to read comprehensions and listened to many of the teacher's stories which sometimes had something to do with the passage and sometimes had nothing to do with the passage. We got to talk with friends and laughed around while discussing about the answers. He did not scold us for making noise but joked around with us too. We did not have any homework as all the essays and comprehensions were done on the spot. Sometimes when we finished our work fast, we got to play word games too. Those were the winderful times...
The third shocking news will be the fact that we have to do the speech thingy next week. I'm so going to die next week. Seriously. I took about 3 days to do the documentary review. Now, I will only be having 3 minutes to prepare the speech which is going to last for 5-8 minutes. Hello Grim Reaper.
These are all the shocking news I got from this week. I think I better go and sleep and enjoy the weekends first. I hate worrying... I have to read....
Sunday, March 15, 2009
It was a rainy day...
The dark curtain fell across the sky. It was very gloomy as though the sky was mourning for someone beloved who has died. Suddenly, the sky groaned softly as though trying to let out all the sadness in its heart. Finally, it started to cry. It was so sorrowful that someone who watched the sky crying may cry too.
The earth received every drop of tears the sky let out like a good friend listening to the sorrow of the other friend. The people were all selfishly carrying on their own activities without stopping to be concerned with the sadness the sky held within it. The plants stretched their fresh green leaves and stood straight up as if wanting to hug the sky to comfort it. There was so much things happening outside in the nature, but the people still carry own their daily routine and selfishly cursed the sky for crying without finding out why...
The earth received every drop of tears the sky let out like a good friend listening to the sorrow of the other friend. The people were all selfishly carrying on their own activities without stopping to be concerned with the sadness the sky held within it. The plants stretched their fresh green leaves and stood straight up as if wanting to hug the sky to comfort it. There was so much things happening outside in the nature, but the people still carry own their daily routine and selfishly cursed the sky for crying without finding out why...
Monday, March 2, 2009
Looking forward...
This week I'm looking forward to many things. Number 1, I'm looking forward to finish all the tests and presentation. Number two, on Friday I can go back home after class. Number three, my best friend is coming over to meet me next Friday! Life is full with excitement and happiness indeed.
Sometimes when I just came back to BU from my hometown, I felt like taking another bus ride home. I don't want to go back to the busy college life just yet. I don't want to start new lessons just yet. I don't want to run behind the others just yet. So, I always look forward for holidays. Sometimes when I feel busy or tense up, I feel frustrated. But then I save my energy for studying instead of complaining. I've known that it'll turn out like this all along. Nothing out of the blue.
This month is a very busy month for us. We have tests, presentation, documentaries to do and also econs assignment. Before starting the econs assignment, I want to recharge first. I'm going home this weekend to recharge. I wonder, if I manage fly to Australia, where am I going to escape? I can't possibly go home on every holiday :P
Ok, I think that's all for now. Have to continue to do the documentary and also study applicable maths. Sigh...
Sometimes when I just came back to BU from my hometown, I felt like taking another bus ride home. I don't want to go back to the busy college life just yet. I don't want to start new lessons just yet. I don't want to run behind the others just yet. So, I always look forward for holidays. Sometimes when I feel busy or tense up, I feel frustrated. But then I save my energy for studying instead of complaining. I've known that it'll turn out like this all along. Nothing out of the blue.
This month is a very busy month for us. We have tests, presentation, documentaries to do and also econs assignment. Before starting the econs assignment, I want to recharge first. I'm going home this weekend to recharge. I wonder, if I manage fly to Australia, where am I going to escape? I can't possibly go home on every holiday :P
Ok, I think that's all for now. Have to continue to do the documentary and also study applicable maths. Sigh...
Friday, February 20, 2009
Satisfied Week
This week I'm quite satisfied with the studies and my amount of free time. No replacement class, but there was one extra class to watch the documentary. Well, it's Friday, I won't mind having another two hour session to watch a movie or documentary. But not always! Only once a while. As usual, I went to college at one and came back at five thirty. Nothing typical, nothing special. The workload was quite reasonable. I managed to finish it by 12am. After that, I could read my 'Inkheart' until about one! Life is wonderful...
Studying sucks. That was what Mr. Derrick said. Well, sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn't. It depends a lot on the lecturer and the subject itself. If the lecturer is good at teaching and look after each and every student like some of my lecturers do. Ok, go ahead, make a guess, they are female lecturers. I like them so much. If the lecturer is boring and long winded, I always go 'fishing' in the class. In the end, I don't understand anything. When I tried to revise on my own, I get frustrated because I can't understand a thing! Then studying sucks. Anyway, generally, I still won't consider studying a bad thing. I hope I'll not in the future too!
This week in class, we learnt about register. Well, if you ask me what register is I can tell you that it is the factors that affect the way people talk. But if you ask me to write an essay about it, all I can do is blinking back at you. I think the lesson about register this week was quite funny especially when we were listening to the audio clip. The colloquial of the narrator was a bit funny. Then, we skip through the unimportant things in the text book, and blah blah blah we went until we actually finished the whole unit just in two days. We were encouraged to talk in class. Still, I dared not to speak up. Every time a question was thrown at us, I would go blank and look blank...
I wonder why Mr Derrick won't laugh together with the class like other lecturers do. Whenever we laughed or giggled, he never show much facial expression. Although I am quite in the class, but I'm not that expressionless. I laughed together with the others and enjoyed the atmosphere. I think I've developed the habit of looking at Mr. Derrick's face whenever the class mentioned something funny or did something funny. As usual, the most he did was smile. Other lecturers do laughed with us. Some made us laugh or even laughed back at us. The class was lively. Maybe that's the way to make a quite class lively?
That's the end of this blog. I have to continue with he progress of the documentary. So long...
Studying sucks. That was what Mr. Derrick said. Well, sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn't. It depends a lot on the lecturer and the subject itself. If the lecturer is good at teaching and look after each and every student like some of my lecturers do. Ok, go ahead, make a guess, they are female lecturers. I like them so much. If the lecturer is boring and long winded, I always go 'fishing' in the class. In the end, I don't understand anything. When I tried to revise on my own, I get frustrated because I can't understand a thing! Then studying sucks. Anyway, generally, I still won't consider studying a bad thing. I hope I'll not in the future too!
This week in class, we learnt about register. Well, if you ask me what register is I can tell you that it is the factors that affect the way people talk. But if you ask me to write an essay about it, all I can do is blinking back at you. I think the lesson about register this week was quite funny especially when we were listening to the audio clip. The colloquial of the narrator was a bit funny. Then, we skip through the unimportant things in the text book, and blah blah blah we went until we actually finished the whole unit just in two days. We were encouraged to talk in class. Still, I dared not to speak up. Every time a question was thrown at us, I would go blank and look blank...
I wonder why Mr Derrick won't laugh together with the class like other lecturers do. Whenever we laughed or giggled, he never show much facial expression. Although I am quite in the class, but I'm not that expressionless. I laughed together with the others and enjoyed the atmosphere. I think I've developed the habit of looking at Mr. Derrick's face whenever the class mentioned something funny or did something funny. As usual, the most he did was smile. Other lecturers do laughed with us. Some made us laugh or even laughed back at us. The class was lively. Maybe that's the way to make a quite class lively?
That's the end of this blog. I have to continue with he progress of the documentary. So long...
Monday, February 16, 2009
Busy busy week...
I so hate last week! It was terrible, so busy, so lack of sleep, so lots of work. I should have known it would be that busy. Anyway, I’m getting ready to face with busier and tougher weeks in the future. The issue last week was, how to get at least eight hours of sleep during a busy week? I still have not figured that out. Maybe do my work faster and cancel all the day dreaming sessions? SLEEP! I NEEDED MORE SLEEP!
On Tuesday morning, we had an English replacement class at nine thirty. I actually forgot totally about the replacement class. As usual, I set my alarm clock at 9.15a.m. At exactly 9.15 in the morning, my friend came knocking profusely on my door. My roommate opened the door for her and she came bursting in. She shook me off my skin and shocked me with the news. I quickly jumped off my bed and actually went to school without bathing. I had no time left!! At class, we did the presentation of our collage. I was pointed out by the lecturer that my voice was too…too… not strict? He told me to learn to scold people! Umm…I have not really scolded anybody before. Even when I raised my voice, nobody will get scared or shocked. They would instead tease me. Anyway, I’ll try to keep my voice calm and stern during other presentations. After presenting, Calvin asked a question that caused me to be pointed out by the lecturer again. When I was going back to my sit, he appologised for troubling me. Calvin, you did not need to applogise instead I wanted to thank you! Because of your question, I learned something from it.
Before we finished our lesson, the lecturer told us to make a trailer for our documentary. I bid farewell to my goodnight sleep. On Wednesday night, all my group members gathered to discuss about the documentary. It was quite fun making the trailer. Everyone threw in ideas and we added all the effects and music. It was so nice. After we had completed it, we watched it over and over again. Later on Thursday, our English lecturer shocked every one of us with the news that we would be having a literature essay test on Friday. Again, I had to bid farewell to my goodnight sleep. That night, my friends and I gathered around discussing about the test. We looked through every note that the other classes got and copied every useful thing down. I thought I prepared well but I was not. I was quite blur on Friday morning. I actually day dreamed for a while before starting the essay. In the end, I did not have enough time to complete the essay. I did not do well. That was the fact. I wasted my goodnight sleep for nothing.
Here comes the interesting part of the week. On Saturday morning, I drove my documentary group members to Kelana Jaya LRT Station. From there, we went to KL Sentral to take the monorail to Bukit Bintang. When we reached Sungei Wang, we walked to Low Yat Plaza to look for a mic so that when we were interviewing people, we can record the voice clearly. After buying the mic, we went to Bintang Walk to shoot for the intro. Unfortunately, it was not good and we had to reshoot it in Time Square by the end of our shooting session. From Bintang Walk, we went back to Sungei Wang and looked for foreigners. There was one called Mr. Paul Worell. His ideas were very good but unfortunately, we did not connect the mic well and failed to record his speech. We were all so disappointed and for one moment, everyone in the group lost their spirit to continue shooting. After comforting each other, we continued our search for young people with unique fashion and also some older people to ask their opinion about the young people’s fashion nowadays. All went well and we finished shooting at around 6 p.m.
Last week was indeed a very busy week. I had deep dark circles formed under my eyes due to lack of sleep. But on Saturday night, I slept for roughly more than 10 hours to recover my tired mind. Now fresh to start anew, I hope I’ll have a great week.
On Tuesday morning, we had an English replacement class at nine thirty. I actually forgot totally about the replacement class. As usual, I set my alarm clock at 9.15a.m. At exactly 9.15 in the morning, my friend came knocking profusely on my door. My roommate opened the door for her and she came bursting in. She shook me off my skin and shocked me with the news. I quickly jumped off my bed and actually went to school without bathing. I had no time left!! At class, we did the presentation of our collage. I was pointed out by the lecturer that my voice was too…too… not strict? He told me to learn to scold people! Umm…I have not really scolded anybody before. Even when I raised my voice, nobody will get scared or shocked. They would instead tease me. Anyway, I’ll try to keep my voice calm and stern during other presentations. After presenting, Calvin asked a question that caused me to be pointed out by the lecturer again. When I was going back to my sit, he appologised for troubling me. Calvin, you did not need to applogise instead I wanted to thank you! Because of your question, I learned something from it.
Before we finished our lesson, the lecturer told us to make a trailer for our documentary. I bid farewell to my goodnight sleep. On Wednesday night, all my group members gathered to discuss about the documentary. It was quite fun making the trailer. Everyone threw in ideas and we added all the effects and music. It was so nice. After we had completed it, we watched it over and over again. Later on Thursday, our English lecturer shocked every one of us with the news that we would be having a literature essay test on Friday. Again, I had to bid farewell to my goodnight sleep. That night, my friends and I gathered around discussing about the test. We looked through every note that the other classes got and copied every useful thing down. I thought I prepared well but I was not. I was quite blur on Friday morning. I actually day dreamed for a while before starting the essay. In the end, I did not have enough time to complete the essay. I did not do well. That was the fact. I wasted my goodnight sleep for nothing.
Here comes the interesting part of the week. On Saturday morning, I drove my documentary group members to Kelana Jaya LRT Station. From there, we went to KL Sentral to take the monorail to Bukit Bintang. When we reached Sungei Wang, we walked to Low Yat Plaza to look for a mic so that when we were interviewing people, we can record the voice clearly. After buying the mic, we went to Bintang Walk to shoot for the intro. Unfortunately, it was not good and we had to reshoot it in Time Square by the end of our shooting session. From Bintang Walk, we went back to Sungei Wang and looked for foreigners. There was one called Mr. Paul Worell. His ideas were very good but unfortunately, we did not connect the mic well and failed to record his speech. We were all so disappointed and for one moment, everyone in the group lost their spirit to continue shooting. After comforting each other, we continued our search for young people with unique fashion and also some older people to ask their opinion about the young people’s fashion nowadays. All went well and we finished shooting at around 6 p.m.
Last week was indeed a very busy week. I had deep dark circles formed under my eyes due to lack of sleep. But on Saturday night, I slept for roughly more than 10 hours to recover my tired mind. Now fresh to start anew, I hope I’ll have a great week.
Exciting and fun week!!!
Oh my god!! I just realised that I’ve forgotten to write the blog for the week before last. Oh… I have to post 2 blogs. One for last week and one for the week before last. Let me refresh my mind… Which week was that again? Oh! The week right after Chinese New Year! Thanks, Mr. Derrick for commenting on Chinese New Year’s blog.
Practically, I don’t think I was that busy on that week. I missed home. I missed my cat too. She’s so cute, getting fatter and fatter every day. I wish I can bring her here. Unfortunately, behind the cute face, she is very fierce. She likes to bite people whenever she’s not in a good mood. Unlike other cats, she doesn’t like to be touched and carried. She likes to be alone a lot! Sometimes I have to look for her all over the house, even places like under the bed. Anyway, I still like her despite her weird behaviour.
Hmm… What did I learn on that week? Oh dear, I can’t remember. I think we had to prepare for the collage. Yes! The collage! Ever since we had to do the collage, I always had to sleep late. Well, that’s exaggerating. I slept late only for one day, which was Wednesday night. But fortunately (sorry Mr. Derrick), Mr. Derrick didn’t come on Thursday. So, after having applicable maths lesson, I went to One Utama with my friend. That day was my cousin’s birthday. I had to buy something for her. She looked after me very well ever since I came here. In the end, I bought a pair of earrings and a necklace for her. During the weekends, I gave it to her and she was quite happy. I was happy too!
On Thursday, the exciting day arrived. Actually it was my friend’s birthday. I planned to give her a big surprise. I planned with all my other friends how to give her a big surprise. We decided not to give her any hint that we remembered her birthday. Then, after class, I went to One Utama again to buy a present and a birthday cake for her. We bought a jelly cake. It was quite delicious! When we went back to the student house, I found out that she was going out with her brother at night! I was so shocked! Because we planned to surprise her at night when she came back after hanging out with her friends (she told us at first that she intended to go out with her friends, not her brother). So, I had to ‘lure’ her out by asking her to accompany me to Centre Point to buy soap. When we were at Centre Point, my other friends were busy preparing the cake and presents. I thought the soap I wanted was not sold at Centre Point. But the birthday girl somehow managed to find that soap. Without any tricks left, I reluctantly bought the soap.
Back at the student house, I hinted my other friends that we were back. Giving excuses about borrowing notes from her roommate, I followed her to her room. Unfortunately, my friends forgot to close the window. So, through the window, she could see the candle light. The surprise was not so surprising after all. But the birthday girl was indeed very happy. She laughed so hard when she knew I purposely bought a soap that I did not need so that she could be ‘lured’ out of her room. Well, as long as she was happy, I was happy too!
On Friday, my group members and I went to One Utama (how many times had I been to One Utama that week?) to do the documentary's shooting. We looked around for some old people and some young people. Some were quite friendly and easy-going but some were unfriendly and scared of the camera! We got rejected for several times but still managed to interview a woman from Melbourne. Oh, the interview with her was quite sophiticating. The points she gave was very good. I liked her very much. She was the most informative one of all the interviewees.
Generally, the week before last was quite enjoying. It was fun during the birthdays and exciting during the shooting session. Let’s continue to the next blog about last week. :D
Practically, I don’t think I was that busy on that week. I missed home. I missed my cat too. She’s so cute, getting fatter and fatter every day. I wish I can bring her here. Unfortunately, behind the cute face, she is very fierce. She likes to bite people whenever she’s not in a good mood. Unlike other cats, she doesn’t like to be touched and carried. She likes to be alone a lot! Sometimes I have to look for her all over the house, even places like under the bed. Anyway, I still like her despite her weird behaviour.
Hmm… What did I learn on that week? Oh dear, I can’t remember. I think we had to prepare for the collage. Yes! The collage! Ever since we had to do the collage, I always had to sleep late. Well, that’s exaggerating. I slept late only for one day, which was Wednesday night. But fortunately (sorry Mr. Derrick), Mr. Derrick didn’t come on Thursday. So, after having applicable maths lesson, I went to One Utama with my friend. That day was my cousin’s birthday. I had to buy something for her. She looked after me very well ever since I came here. In the end, I bought a pair of earrings and a necklace for her. During the weekends, I gave it to her and she was quite happy. I was happy too!
On Thursday, the exciting day arrived. Actually it was my friend’s birthday. I planned to give her a big surprise. I planned with all my other friends how to give her a big surprise. We decided not to give her any hint that we remembered her birthday. Then, after class, I went to One Utama again to buy a present and a birthday cake for her. We bought a jelly cake. It was quite delicious! When we went back to the student house, I found out that she was going out with her brother at night! I was so shocked! Because we planned to surprise her at night when she came back after hanging out with her friends (she told us at first that she intended to go out with her friends, not her brother). So, I had to ‘lure’ her out by asking her to accompany me to Centre Point to buy soap. When we were at Centre Point, my other friends were busy preparing the cake and presents. I thought the soap I wanted was not sold at Centre Point. But the birthday girl somehow managed to find that soap. Without any tricks left, I reluctantly bought the soap.
Back at the student house, I hinted my other friends that we were back. Giving excuses about borrowing notes from her roommate, I followed her to her room. Unfortunately, my friends forgot to close the window. So, through the window, she could see the candle light. The surprise was not so surprising after all. But the birthday girl was indeed very happy. She laughed so hard when she knew I purposely bought a soap that I did not need so that she could be ‘lured’ out of her room. Well, as long as she was happy, I was happy too!
On Friday, my group members and I went to One Utama (how many times had I been to One Utama that week?) to do the documentary's shooting. We looked around for some old people and some young people. Some were quite friendly and easy-going but some were unfriendly and scared of the camera! We got rejected for several times but still managed to interview a woman from Melbourne. Oh, the interview with her was quite sophiticating. The points she gave was very good. I liked her very much. She was the most informative one of all the interviewees.
Generally, the week before last was quite enjoying. It was fun during the birthdays and exciting during the shooting session. Let’s continue to the next blog about last week. :D
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Study log much?
Hey, this is supposed to be a study log. So, I'm wondering why am I writing something on this blog with the fact that I didn't have any lessons this week! Life is getting weirder these days... But I did study a little bit for this week. I hate to have homework when all my family members and relatives were here to celebrate Chinese New Year. For god's sake, relieve me! Relieve me from those hideous homework. (I did some of it anyway.) When writing this blog, I wish I can sound more like Mia in the Princess Diaries. I like her writing style very much. She has lots of tones, hyperbole's, simile's and all sorts of literary devices in it. Oh, never mind the devices, I just simply love her style!
Ok, since I didn't go to college, I guess I'll just write about my holiday. Oh, those days... How I wish tonight is last Saturday night. I must have been so excited waiting for the reunion dinner, waiting to wear my new clothes under the broad day light, waiting to meet my cousins and my sister, and of course those good food... I'm absolutely positively sure that I've gained weight. Hello dieting and goodbye gobbling. I wonder whether models eat... On the first day of Chinese New Year, I ate a lot,
received a lot and talked a lot. My aunt and my cousin just couldn't stop showering me with all those cookies, sweets and the 'Nian Gao' which I loved very much. I received lots of 'ang pao' too. My purse is getting fatter and fatter these days. When my sister came back, I just couldn't stop myself from talking as though I had not been talking for years, like the princess who sewed grass shirts desperately in order to change her eleven brothers back from the form of a swan. (I like fairy tales!!)
After the first three days of Chinese New Year, I had to face the reality. Reality check: have you done your homework? I have done only half of it. I decided to continue the other half of it when I return to college. I find it very hard to concentrate at home. All those distractions: the TV, the DVDs, my pet, the comic books... I love my home. It has everything I love in it. I'm determined to finish my other part of homework tomorrow onwards! I'll try my very best to enjoy my last night at home. Home sweet home. I'll miss it wherever I go.Talking about home, when will be the next time for me to come back? Please don't let it be the June sem break. At least let me come back during labour day. I have to take my car for service and take my cat to the vet's. It's very very important.
Well, I practically just called my brother for help. I have used up the inspiration to continue writing this blog. Oh dear, I wonder how am I going to write a poem... I guess I'm not that artistic after all. I can't produce artsy thing, regardless in the form of words or an object. Oh, I just remembered something. Yesterday when I went to the vet's, there were lots of dogs there waiting to see the vet. Three of them were called 'Ah Boy'. It was very funny to me and my family as my brother is called 'Ah Boy' at home too! My father actually said, not to call my sons 'Ah Boy' or he will be mistaken as a dog. Hahah... (It's not that funny now.) Besides, my brother did a very weird and funny thing. He cut his school's name off his PJ shirt. He said he did it so that he could stick the school's name on his regular shirt when he went for his duties in the library. I was like, what's wrong with buying the society T-shirts? He just gave me his sheepish smile. Why can't he be more like normal kids? He's just way too innovative or in other words, weird. Bro, please be more like other teenage boys.
Great, tomorrow is driving-back-to-college day. I better go and get more beauty sleep. I hope there won't be any serious traffic jam. But my cousin said that it is unlikely as the KL people are having their holiday until Monday. So I guess Monday will be the day when everybody goes back. Yay, no traffic jam tomorrow.
Ok, since I didn't go to college, I guess I'll just write about my holiday. Oh, those days... How I wish tonight is last Saturday night. I must have been so excited waiting for the reunion dinner, waiting to wear my new clothes under the broad day light, waiting to meet my cousins and my sister, and of course those good food... I'm absolutely positively sure that I've gained weight. Hello dieting and goodbye gobbling. I wonder whether models eat... On the first day of Chinese New Year, I ate a lot,
received a lot and talked a lot. My aunt and my cousin just couldn't stop showering me with all those cookies, sweets and the 'Nian Gao' which I loved very much. I received lots of 'ang pao' too. My purse is getting fatter and fatter these days. When my sister came back, I just couldn't stop myself from talking as though I had not been talking for years, like the princess who sewed grass shirts desperately in order to change her eleven brothers back from the form of a swan. (I like fairy tales!!)After the first three days of Chinese New Year, I had to face the reality. Reality check: have you done your homework? I have done only half of it. I decided to continue the other half of it when I return to college. I find it very hard to concentrate at home. All those distractions: the TV, the DVDs, my pet, the comic books... I love my home. It has everything I love in it. I'm determined to finish my other part of homework tomorrow onwards! I'll try my very best to enjoy my last night at home. Home sweet home. I'll miss it wherever I go.Talking about home, when will be the next time for me to come back? Please don't let it be the June sem break. At least let me come back during labour day. I have to take my car for service and take my cat to the vet's. It's very very important.
Well, I practically just called my brother for help. I have used up the inspiration to continue writing this blog. Oh dear, I wonder how am I going to write a poem... I guess I'm not that artistic after all. I can't produce artsy thing, regardless in the form of words or an object. Oh, I just remembered something. Yesterday when I went to the vet's, there were lots of dogs there waiting to see the vet. Three of them were called 'Ah Boy'. It was very funny to me and my family as my brother is called 'Ah Boy' at home too! My father actually said, not to call my sons 'Ah Boy' or he will be mistaken as a dog. Hahah... (It's not that funny now.) Besides, my brother did a very weird and funny thing. He cut his school's name off his PJ shirt. He said he did it so that he could stick the school's name on his regular shirt when he went for his duties in the library. I was like, what's wrong with buying the society T-shirts? He just gave me his sheepish smile. Why can't he be more like normal kids? He's just way too innovative or in other words, weird. Bro, please be more like other teenage boys.
Great, tomorrow is driving-back-to-college day. I better go and get more beauty sleep. I hope there won't be any serious traffic jam. But my cousin said that it is unlikely as the KL people are having their holiday until Monday. So I guess Monday will be the day when everybody goes back. Yay, no traffic jam tomorrow.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Home Sweet Home~
After a long drive back home from Bandar Utama, I was like a body walking without a soul. I was very tired but still managed to remain conscious to send my friends safely back home. Today was a very long day. My Penang friend actually came to my hometown and decided to stay at my hometown. I took her around my hometown and 'forced' her to eat all the nice food around. We are now 'stuffed' and satisfied.
English lessons this week was boring. After all those lessons, all I know is that writing essay is no joke and quite troublesome. All those years in secondary school, I did not really learn how to compose an essay step by step. The head, the neck, the body and the legs. Oh dear, the words 'hard work' floated in my mind instead of a human like paragraph... Maybe I should get more examples of how to construct a proper paragraph?
Oh, we did the role play too~ Well, I was a bit disappointed actually. I thought our group was quite funny especially Izatti's 'eggs go rotten'. The group after us who acted for Mrs Pratchett's revenge was so funny. My friend who was sitting beside me even laughed until her tears came out. I like the way 'Mrs Pratchett' and 'Mr. Coombes' kept on saying 'I'm much obliged to you'. It was very obvious that they did it purposely but it was very funny! By the way I think I saw Mr. Derrick smiled? Why didn't he laugh? The whole class laughed very hard. Oh! I like Hafiz's poster-wanted for murderer.
It's nearly Chinese New Year. I think I overspent this month. I bought too much things. I should stop it before I have to declare bankruptcy. I should listen to my father's advice that I need to save money so that I can prepare for the extra expenses when I got to go to Australia. I hope I can fly. I'll strive for it, so no complaints about the work load. I think these will be my new year wish. Smile~
Now I noticed that I always do my blog on Friday night. Hahah... How I miss this internet connection at home. I don't have to sweat and wait for the slow wifi anymore~ But unfortunately, it's only for 1 week. 1 week of holiday is not enough~ x_x
English lessons this week was boring. After all those lessons, all I know is that writing essay is no joke and quite troublesome. All those years in secondary school, I did not really learn how to compose an essay step by step. The head, the neck, the body and the legs. Oh dear, the words 'hard work' floated in my mind instead of a human like paragraph... Maybe I should get more examples of how to construct a proper paragraph?
Oh, we did the role play too~ Well, I was a bit disappointed actually. I thought our group was quite funny especially Izatti's 'eggs go rotten'. The group after us who acted for Mrs Pratchett's revenge was so funny. My friend who was sitting beside me even laughed until her tears came out. I like the way 'Mrs Pratchett' and 'Mr. Coombes' kept on saying 'I'm much obliged to you'. It was very obvious that they did it purposely but it was very funny! By the way I think I saw Mr. Derrick smiled? Why didn't he laugh? The whole class laughed very hard. Oh! I like Hafiz's poster-wanted for murderer.
It's nearly Chinese New Year. I think I overspent this month. I bought too much things. I should stop it before I have to declare bankruptcy. I should listen to my father's advice that I need to save money so that I can prepare for the extra expenses when I got to go to Australia. I hope I can fly. I'll strive for it, so no complaints about the work load. I think these will be my new year wish. Smile~
Now I noticed that I always do my blog on Friday night. Hahah... How I miss this internet connection at home. I don't have to sweat and wait for the slow wifi anymore~ But unfortunately, it's only for 1 week. 1 week of holiday is not enough~ x_x
Friday, January 16, 2009
The Second Week...
Finally it's Friday~~ I like Fridays. It's the most relaxing day of the week. I can start my night by doing things I like first instead of busy thinking about completing the homework. Ahh~ It's so relaxing. I'm now listening to Chinese New Year songs to create the atmosphere in my room. This week is definitely tougher than last week. I'm starting to feel the pressure and hardwork. Math lecturer gave us lots of tough question and even the English lecturer gave us some homework. Well, maybe not really homework becuase most of the work he gave were more of for our own reference. I appreciate that. I'll do it later during the weekends. Though generally I'm quite happy and satisfied about this week, but there were a few problems I encountered during the lessons.
First of all, like what my English lecturer always told my class, we are all very quite. As quite as the grave. Well, it's not like we want the class to be gloomy and silent, we want a lively and noisy class too! It's just that most of us are shy and dare not stand up to speak out. I agree with my English lecturer that it is our country's education system that shaped all of us into quite and 'obedient' students. Let me elaborate: teachers in the primary school are genarally fierce. Some of them are not understanding like Captain Hardcastle! Well, maybe a little bit more linient. Besides, they like to beat students who do their homework wrongly or answer the question wrongly. When the teachers call upon the students, they will be punished if they can't answer what the teachers ask. Under this circumstances, who would stand up and speak out? Who would volunteer to make the class lively? No one would. But luckily, there are some students in my class that can make the class a little bit lively once in a while.
So, today, I did the characteristics of the characters in Boy. Well, it was quite interesting especially the role playing part. I think my English lecturer was quite disappointed but hey, that performance was from a bunch of quite students who did not practice for it! It was good already as it was funny. Calvin was good, I think. I'm looking forward to see him acting in the role playing section we are going to do during the next semester. But I have a problem. My voice's small, I can't project my voice well in the class. I wonder how I will perform in the next semester. I wonder how our English lecturer will devide the groups. I hope I can be together with my friends so that I have more confidence and will not be shy... After today's lesson, I feel that the way our English lecturer conducted the class was quite interesting. He said it was not an exciting activity but it was, to me. It's not boring. I hope he can do something outdoor. It will be full of fun especially when doing something like literature. By the way, I wonder whether all English teacher like analysing literature?
Just now, my mother called. She told me not to drive home next Saturday after class at 5.30 p.m. as it is quite dangerous. Night is falling and it may rain, she said. I was so disappointed. My friend who is going back with me planned to stay with me for a night and on the next day, we will go around the city and have fun. But now I can only drive back on Friday early in the morning so that when I reach my hometown I can still show my friend around. At first I was a bit angry with my mother because my father actually allowed me to drive home late in the evening. But after some thinking and a sms from my mother, I changed my mind. I do believe that mothers always have the instinct of what will happen to their children. So, since she said it's dangerous, I'll follow her advice. I'm afraid that if I ignore my mother's advice, God may loath me. I also believe that I should not object my mother's advice especially when it is a good one. Thankyou, mama.
Wow, it's already 12.07 a.m.. We class 5 always can write our blog only on Friday night since we have our last English class of the week on Friday. I don't mind but if the connection is bad, I'm going to die! So I hope that if my English lecturer sees this, I want to tell him that, it is not that we are lazy to do the blog or anything, sometimes, the internet connection is to be blamed.
Figurative language: The cold wind is like thousands of tiny swords piercing through my skin.
First of all, like what my English lecturer always told my class, we are all very quite. As quite as the grave. Well, it's not like we want the class to be gloomy and silent, we want a lively and noisy class too! It's just that most of us are shy and dare not stand up to speak out. I agree with my English lecturer that it is our country's education system that shaped all of us into quite and 'obedient' students. Let me elaborate: teachers in the primary school are genarally fierce. Some of them are not understanding like Captain Hardcastle! Well, maybe a little bit more linient. Besides, they like to beat students who do their homework wrongly or answer the question wrongly. When the teachers call upon the students, they will be punished if they can't answer what the teachers ask. Under this circumstances, who would stand up and speak out? Who would volunteer to make the class lively? No one would. But luckily, there are some students in my class that can make the class a little bit lively once in a while.
So, today, I did the characteristics of the characters in Boy. Well, it was quite interesting especially the role playing part. I think my English lecturer was quite disappointed but hey, that performance was from a bunch of quite students who did not practice for it! It was good already as it was funny. Calvin was good, I think. I'm looking forward to see him acting in the role playing section we are going to do during the next semester. But I have a problem. My voice's small, I can't project my voice well in the class. I wonder how I will perform in the next semester. I wonder how our English lecturer will devide the groups. I hope I can be together with my friends so that I have more confidence and will not be shy... After today's lesson, I feel that the way our English lecturer conducted the class was quite interesting. He said it was not an exciting activity but it was, to me. It's not boring. I hope he can do something outdoor. It will be full of fun especially when doing something like literature. By the way, I wonder whether all English teacher like analysing literature?
Just now, my mother called. She told me not to drive home next Saturday after class at 5.30 p.m. as it is quite dangerous. Night is falling and it may rain, she said. I was so disappointed. My friend who is going back with me planned to stay with me for a night and on the next day, we will go around the city and have fun. But now I can only drive back on Friday early in the morning so that when I reach my hometown I can still show my friend around. At first I was a bit angry with my mother because my father actually allowed me to drive home late in the evening. But after some thinking and a sms from my mother, I changed my mind. I do believe that mothers always have the instinct of what will happen to their children. So, since she said it's dangerous, I'll follow her advice. I'm afraid that if I ignore my mother's advice, God may loath me. I also believe that I should not object my mother's advice especially when it is a good one. Thankyou, mama.
Wow, it's already 12.07 a.m.. We class 5 always can write our blog only on Friday night since we have our last English class of the week on Friday. I don't mind but if the connection is bad, I'm going to die! So I hope that if my English lecturer sees this, I want to tell him that, it is not that we are lazy to do the blog or anything, sometimes, the internet connection is to be blamed.
Figurative language: The cold wind is like thousands of tiny swords piercing through my skin.
Friday, January 9, 2009
A War with the Internet
First of all, what I want to say is that, I do not hate blogging. What I hate is the internet service we have here! It's so slow! I've waited and retried for more than an hour. I even have to ask my friend who went back to her own house, with streamyx to help me to sign in and post it for me! God! Anyway, I do not hate blogging. Really.
Now, I usually read and study in my own room. But when I am in my own house, which is in Ipoh, I always find the most comfortable spot in the house to study. For reading, I like to read on the bed and I always do that after I have finished everything I need to do. It is so comfortable. Usually, I can study only for half an hour without a break. Studying is very tiring. Actually, I do not like studying. It is weird to hear this from a JPA scholar right? But it is the truth. While studying, I hate TV. It will distract most of my attention. Finally, after studying, I like to lie on the bed and read comics. It is the best reward I will give myself.
This week was quite relaxing. I did not have much homework and I find my new lecturers nice. I think I always feel good about myself in any subjects whenever I did well during the lecture. For this whole week, I quite like Physics class. It is very weird! I never really enjoyed science classes before. This week, I sat with my friend who speaks better English than me. Well, I felt a little bit embarrassed with myself because I lack English vocabulary. I will try to pick up. Lately, I have been concentrating on people's speech when they are speaking. I really want to improve my English especially in speaking.
Just now, after I finished my dinner, I had a talk with my friend. She did not even know that I have a Chinese father and a Malay mother. She was also surprised when she knew that I came from a Chinese school. I showed her the pictures of my family and I explained a lot of things about my family. I do not know why but people always seem to find my family background special. Talking about my family, I now miss them. Last holiday, my family and I went to Singapore to visit my sister. She is doing very well. She took us around the shopping district and we even went to Sentosa Island. I think she spent a lot on us. When I asked my father why did she spend so much on us regarding the fact that she is still under probation in her job. My father simply answered that it was because she loved us, her siblings and parents. I was quite touched. I love my sister.
Well, I would really like to stop for now and post this thing on before the internet has problem again. Next time I will certainly not try blogging on Friday night anymore. I'll do it earlier, just in case the internet goes berserk. I am really grateful for my friend who posted this up for me. Oh, luckily she went home if not I will be dead meat when I have the next English class.
Now, I usually read and study in my own room. But when I am in my own house, which is in Ipoh, I always find the most comfortable spot in the house to study. For reading, I like to read on the bed and I always do that after I have finished everything I need to do. It is so comfortable. Usually, I can study only for half an hour without a break. Studying is very tiring. Actually, I do not like studying. It is weird to hear this from a JPA scholar right? But it is the truth. While studying, I hate TV. It will distract most of my attention. Finally, after studying, I like to lie on the bed and read comics. It is the best reward I will give myself.
This week was quite relaxing. I did not have much homework and I find my new lecturers nice. I think I always feel good about myself in any subjects whenever I did well during the lecture. For this whole week, I quite like Physics class. It is very weird! I never really enjoyed science classes before. This week, I sat with my friend who speaks better English than me. Well, I felt a little bit embarrassed with myself because I lack English vocabulary. I will try to pick up. Lately, I have been concentrating on people's speech when they are speaking. I really want to improve my English especially in speaking.
Just now, after I finished my dinner, I had a talk with my friend. She did not even know that I have a Chinese father and a Malay mother. She was also surprised when she knew that I came from a Chinese school. I showed her the pictures of my family and I explained a lot of things about my family. I do not know why but people always seem to find my family background special. Talking about my family, I now miss them. Last holiday, my family and I went to Singapore to visit my sister. She is doing very well. She took us around the shopping district and we even went to Sentosa Island. I think she spent a lot on us. When I asked my father why did she spend so much on us regarding the fact that she is still under probation in her job. My father simply answered that it was because she loved us, her siblings and parents. I was quite touched. I love my sister.
Well, I would really like to stop for now and post this thing on before the internet has problem again. Next time I will certainly not try blogging on Friday night anymore. I'll do it earlier, just in case the internet goes berserk. I am really grateful for my friend who posted this up for me. Oh, luckily she went home if not I will be dead meat when I have the next English class.
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