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).
Friday, May 8, 2009
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
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