When I don't feel like doing anything...

Start new semester.

Not happy at all.

I hope she feels the same way too...

I miss her. I really do.

Does she know it?

Does she realize how important is she to me?

Does she know how deep the footprints she has left in my heart?

I hope she knows.

It's Time To Wake Up!

Finally, I'm updating my blog again. I feel moody.

After spending my 3 weeks of holiday in UM for MASC, I left only 1 week of holiday before the new semester begin.

I'm not moody because of 2/3 of my holiday is gone. In fact, I felt glad that I joined MASC and became part of the team though it was tiring. I enjoyed spending my time with a team of friends whom were striving for the same goal.

I enjoyed getting to know many new friends from other institutions.

I have a habit which is to read everyone's blog before I begin posting a new one. And since I was busy with my project last week, this week I have many posts to catch up with.

Reading about others' life, is good in a sense that sometimes I could reflect upon it.

5 weeks of holiday, what have I been doing?

I felt like I've wasted so much time. I've missed out many things. When others are progressing, what am I doing?

I felt like I am being static for a long time. Never move at all from the starting point.

There are many things I want to do. But I never get it done. When will I?

It's time for a change. A change within me. I never want to feel the same way again next year. This is a vow I made to myself.

Three Wishes of Alexander The Great

There is very instructive incident involving the life of Alexander, the great Greek king. Alexander, after conquering many kingdoms, was returning home. On the way, he fell ill and it took him to his death bed.

With death staring him in his face, Alexander realized how his conquests, his great army, his sharp sword and all his wealth were of no consequence. He now longed to reach home to see his mother's face and bid her his last adieu.

But, he had to accept the fact that his sinking health would not permit him to reach his distant homeland. So, the mighty conqueror lay prostrate and pale, helplessly waiting to breathe his last.

He called his generals and said, "I will depart from this world soon, I have three wishes, please carry them out without fail." With tears flowing down their cheeks, the generals agreed to abide by their king's last wishes.

"My first desire is that," said Alexander, "My physicians alone must carry my coffin."

After a pause, he continued, "Secondly, I desire that when my coffin is being carried to the grave, the path leading to the graveyard be strewn with gold, silver and precious stones which I have collected in my treasury."

The king felt exhausted after saying this. He took a minute's rest and continued. "My third and last wish is that both my hands be kept dangling out of my coffin."

The people who had gathered there wondered at the king's strange wishes. But no one dare bring the question to their lips.

Alexander's favorite general kissed his hand and pressed them to his heart. "O king, we assure you that your wishes will all be fulfilled. But tell us why do you make such strange wishes?"

At this Alexander took a deep breath and said: "I would like the world to know of the three lessons I have just learnt.

I want my physicians to carry my coffin because people should realize that no doctor can really cure any body. They are powerless and cannot save a person from the clutches of death. So let not people take life for granted.

The second wish of strewing gold, silver and other riches on the way to the graveyard is to tell people that not even a fraction of gold will come with me. I spent all my life earning riches but cannot take anything with me. Let people realize that it is a sheer waste of time to chase wealth.

And about my third wish of having my hands dangling out of the coffin, I wish people to know that I came empty handed into this world and empty handed I go out of this world." With these words, the king closed his eyes. Soon he let death conquer him and breathed his last.

Carrot, egg or coffee?

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.' 'Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.
Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, 'What does it mean, mother?'

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.

The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water...
'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

May we all be COFFEE!!!

A Change I Need Within Me

My best friend told me that I should change the way I talk. I'm a very direct, straight forward and firm person. And my style of talking is always quite hard according to her. Hard here means sometimes without realizing, I might hurt others even though my intention was good.

She said I should learn to talk in a softer way. So that when I give my opinions, it is easier to be accepted by others. And it won't give them any hard feelings.

I thought deeply when she told me this. I recall back all the past situations I've been through when talking to people. I realized what she said was right.

I feel that sometimes the way I talk is harsh/arrogant/firm/serious/*whatever bad adjectives you can think of*. I know this is bad. I know I must change for a better me.

This ain't easy. But I will do my best!

To all my friends who have walked into my life:

Thank you for your patience and understanding.

I truly cherish all of you.

Continuous Journey...

Yesterday just went to a friend's birthday party. The feeling was great! ^^ I get to meet all my old friends whom I seldom see in a year. We talked a lot and it was fun!

I know that everyone has their own life and paths to go. Nothing is going to stay the same forever. But somehow there's always a point in our track which enables us to meet again during our journey. That point of destination is always the best and memorable one.

I know many people are hoping to stay longer at that point. But life has to carry on. We cannot stay at the point forever. The road is still long. And we need to move on.

So everyone though feeling hard to let go, we still continue our own journey. Depart from that point. Where everyone has different directions to go to.

I always hope I can always reach this point many times in my life. I hope it can appears frequently in my path. So that I can always meet up with my beloved friends and spend time with them listening and sharing our life's journey...

Just to update!

I'm back! ^^

This is my hometown...

I just love Malacca...

Malacca River

I doubt you can still find such a nostalgic dining place in this modernized world

Musical Fountain

Jetty Sea View

Historical Place

Malacca Clock Tower

River Cruise

Beautiful sunset view from Eye on Malaysia

Guess what's this?

Old Bridge

Old Buildings

Western Style Pathway

MASC Intensive Workshop

1st day of workshop: Woke up at 6.30am. Went for jogging until 7.45am. Rest and bathing time for 45 minutes. 9.00am sharp went to faculty to start work. Lunck break 1 hour from 1.00pm to 2.00pm. Continued work. It's game time from 5.30pm to 6.30pm! Went to pasar malam after that. Hehe... A rush one coz have to come back at 9.00pm for post mortem. Slept at 12.00am.

2nd day of workshop: Woke up at 6.30am. Went for jogging until 7.45am. Rest and bathing time for 45 minutes. 9.00am sharp went to faculty to start work. And here I am blogging during workshop. Hahaha...

For the 2 weeks workshop, that's how we are gonna spend our time to train our discipline. (Discipline? Did I just say that? Readers: Ya... u did! T_T) But it's good to wake up early in the morning for some exercise. I'm feeling healthier, fresher and happier!! ^^

This workshop has 'waken' me up after I've been 'sleeping' for sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long....................................... Yesterday was my first time to jog again since I entered UM last year. You can see how unhealthy I am. @@

I like this waking-up-early lifestyle. Hope after this workshop ends, I could still motivate myself to wake up early everyday for exercise.

Be determined!

Holiday just ain't enough!

Going back UM soon...

3 weeks of my holiday is gone...

Sad...

Yet this is my obligation and also my choice...

I want to spend more time with family...

I want to spend more time with my friends... whom I have not been seeing them for long...

I don't know how I'm going to spend my time in UM...

Anyway, looking forward to the success of our event, MASC!

Meanwhile, persevere!

DAYAO Malacca Camp 09/10

DAYAO Malacca Camp just ended yesterday. It was a successful performance at Jonker Street. Thanks to everyone who attended the camp and those who was supporting us. ^^

A day before our performance, we bought the nicest cake (mille crepe) ever in Malacca to eat. At first we just thought of buying the cake for the sake of eating only. Then the person asked us if we want to write anything on the cake. Something went through our mind at that moment. And here is what we thought...

Wish DAYAO 09/10 Successful!

DAYAO Committee Family!^^

During the last day of camp, we had a session where we wrote messages to our groups members and to those we want to write to. I had written some messages to encourage my members to build up their confidence and at the same time to let them feel the warmth of our DAYAO family.

I also received some supportive messages from them.

It was nice to know that we are being appreciated and remembered. That's why I always appreciate people around me. And I hope everyone in this world would feel the same way too. With this, love can be spread all over the world... And then, peace will conquer the earth! ^^

Short and simple, yet meaningful!

校创 2009

Just uploaded a few videos to YouTube. Here is something interesting for those music lovers who wish to try out in composing. UM 摇篮手 just held its annual song composing competition, 校创 in October. Below are the clips during that day. 3 out of 10 songs which won in that competition. Enjoy! ^^

Nothing Important

It has been sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long since I last updated my blog. Feel like lost connection from the world. T_T

Anyway, I have lots of things to blog about but suddenly my mind cramp. Don't know where and how to start.

Guess I'll just blog again when I know what to write.

For now, byebye!

Invisible Distance

So near yet so far...

I truly cherish every moment I spent with you... =)

What Should I Do?

My room mate cried. I don't know what to do. Tomorrow she will be sitting for one paper and she's stressed.

Whatever words I said to her all gone in vain because I knew there's nothing I can do to help her.

The thing that I'm most afraid of is seeing my friends cry. Because if they do, I always don't know what to do. Don't know what to say.

I'm not a person who is good at comforting someone. Neither do I know all those courageous or touching words or advice.

Seeing them in sadness, I feel painful.

If only I could replace them and bear all their sadness, I would. Their happiness meant so much to me.

Have Faith

Just read a friend's blog. The video in the post is really inspiring. Everyone can achieve anything they want as long as they believe in themselves.

So start believing today.

It has been in my mind since young...

Chatted with my friend, Teck Wei yesterday night. Then only I realized I lack of one very important criteria in life - PASSION.

He's an ACCA graduate. I can feel his passion for this field when I talked to him. He loves what he is doing. He's knowledgeable and has good observation.

I'm not like him. I don't have the passion that an accounting student should have in order to succeed. Is not that I don't like what I'm taking now, but I just don't have much interest in it.

I never regret taking this path but I always wonder what my future would be. Where and what will I work as? Will I be happy with my future job?

Or is it that I'm not ambitious enough? Which resulted in me not having the passion?

I believe that if one really loves what he or she is doing, he/she will be successful.

Which road should I take?

I can't even see any road farther ahead...

Define Simple

Love is simple. But love is not something that can come just like this.

It needs to be cultivated. It is not just in a blink of an eye, and you said you love someone.

How much can we trust on that?

Even if you do love that person, how deep is it? Are you serious in it?

I may be very old-minded in this sense but at least I'm not playing a fool.

How come people can fall in love so easily? I don't understand...

Maybe I need to learn how to take it easy...

爱情

爱有那么简单吗？

一见钟情真的会有结果吗？

一见钟情真的会让人爱得那么深吗？

为什么有些人可以把爱看得那么随便？

很容易的就爱上一个人

也很容易的就放下了一个人

这算是爱吗？

我真的无法了解某些人的想法

可以很容易的就爱上一个人

也可以很容易的就翻掉一段感情

到底爱对他们来说是什么？

可能我把爱情看得太重了

总觉得不可以随便乱乱来

这样是好还是坏？

我是一个好玩的人

我也可以很随便的就喜欢上很多人

但是我没有很随便的就爱上一个人

难道这也算花心吗？

难道这也算不成熟吗？

如果我是花心或不成熟，那我就应该谈过很多次的恋爱了

但是我没有，我只有谈过那么一次

就曾经爱上呢么一个人而已

不知道是不是被伤害过很深，觉得自己已经很难要真正爱上一个人了

已经麻木了，已经不知道到底爱是什么了

虽然诞生的生活是很自由自在的

但是偶尔会羡慕那些在谈恋爱的人

My Style

To continue? Or to change?

Mixture

Admire? Love? Like?

Which one?

When I don't know who to turn to - He is the one

Mature

This post is as a reply to my friend's post.

"Playful" not equals to "not mature".

I may be playful or flirty but this doesn't mean that I'm childish.

How do you rate one's maturity?

People who often commented on others' state of maturity are actually themselves not mature.

I know this is not the best solution...

I want to run away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When lightning struck!

When I read 2 of my friends' blog, they remind me of something - My Dream & My Life.

Tasya's post on My Stage reminds me of my dream. The things she wrote touched my heart. The things she wrote is what I felt too. I may not have all those criteria required for me to be on stage, but I wish to have my own stage. A place for me to perform... where I can express myself... to those I love...

Shi Wei's post on her adventures has also reminded me of my life. The things I've lost. I've been occupied by not-so-important stuff in life which made me neglected the important stuff in life. I love travelling. But I seldom travel. When I read all those posts on how my friends enjoyed themselves, I really wanted to go to those places so much with my family and friends.

What have I been doing all this while?

I don't know. I really don't know...

How come I always feel like I'm off track?

So much things to desire, so little time to realize it.

@@

It's already 4.00am. And I'm still not sleepy yet. @@

Gosh...

Nostalgic Memories

Finally, tomorrow will be the last day of class for this semester. Feel so nice. I used to love going to school when I was in primary till high school. But since I entered university, the passion of going to class has been missing.

The atmosphere is just totally different!

The sense of belonging is not as deep as when I was in school.

Time passes so fast. So fast that sometimes I could not capture those nostalgic memories.

I still remember when I was in Form 2, I told my best friend, "Time passes so fast... I still remember the day when we received our UPSR results... in a blink of an eye and now here we are in Form 2."

When I reached Form 5, admiring those excellent students in STPM, didn't know how the future will be. Again, I told my friend, "Time passes so fast... you see, now we are already in F5, going to graduate soon..."

Then I went through Form 6 and wondered how university life would be.

And now here I am in university. Talked to my friends, "Time passes so fast... In just a blink of an eye, I'm already 21. I'm already an adult. I still remember how we used to live during secondary and high school. The memory is still so fresh. I miss the good old days."

If I could control the time, I would turn back the time and GROW through my life once again not wasting any single minute.

Quiz

Just finished a quiz today which takes up 20% of the overall subject assessment. It was hard!!!! (The effect of last minute study).

Aiksss.... Left 2 more weeks to go before final and here I am still blogging all the way...

Stress??

Don't know how to explain my feeling now...

暗恋

遇见了他，我很高兴。去年第一次见到他时，觉得他很普通。对他没什么感觉。可是当我慢慢认识他后，总觉得他的人很特别。很有才华。人见人爱。我很欣赏他。不知不觉对他有好感。

初恋过后，就没谈恋爱了。在我单身时候，觉得自己很花心。看上很多人，可是没有一次是真正爱过。可能已经忘了爱是如何。

我对他的心情是很模糊的。连我自己都不知道到底我对他的感觉是怎样。有时候看到他会觉得很兴奋。有时候又没有什么感觉。

但是我很清楚的是，他是一个很好的朋友。可能我对他还没有到爱的陈独。可是他以在我心中留下了很深的脚印。这一辈子是不可能会忘记他。

我没有想过会跟他走到另一个level，就是不知是普通朋友。因为他已经有了女朋友。他们俩的感情非常好。我替他们高兴。

喜欢或爱一个人不一定要跟他在一起。有时候，暗恋的感觉都已经是足够了。

Post Mortem

Just now went for 校创 post mortem. There were many things in my mind that I wanted to raise out before this. But when it was my turn to share, I didn't utter much. (Juniors: The so-called fierce senior didn't scold us for the 1st time!)

Yup. I didn't scold them this time. During the past few weeks whenever they had meetings, I would screwed them on the way they work in organizing activities. Messy, unprepared, last minute, blur and all the weaknesses an organizer shouldn't have were clearly portrayed by them. How can I stand all these?? Maybe I have been involved much in my faculty's activities which were carried out effectively and efficiently which makes me can't stand the way they do their work.

Come back to the main issue. Why this time I didn't scold them despite all the messiness and wrongdoings during the event?

I believed they are big enough to know their own mistakes. I believed even if I talk a lot, it is not going to enter their brains. I believed other seniors would have almost the same comments. I believed most of the post mortem carried out wouldn't have strong impact or improvement for the future event. I believed it's better to prevent and solve the problems prior to the event rather than crying over spilt milk.

That's why...

Turn Left? Turn Right?

Balance sheet, EPS, solvency, assets, liabilities, tax, liquidity, depreciation, cash flow statements, FRS, IRB, public ruling, audit, (continued)...........................................................................!!!!!!!!!

AM I GOING TO FACE THIS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE??

I DOUBT THAT!

Please show me the way...

Malacca Camp

Just came back to UM yesterday noon. Final exam is just in two weeks time and I don't know why am I still blogging here.

But I guess I'm trying to escape from reality that exam is just around the corner.

Anyway, just came back from 大摇 exec meeting just now. It feels nice when all of us work together for one purpose and we are just like a big family.

The theme for next year 大摇 is I~Infinity. We are going to have a Malacca Camp from 21-23 November. And we are going to perform at Jonker on 22 November (Sunday) at 7.30pm. It's an unplugged band performance. Hope all of you who will be in Malacca at that time can come and support us. ^^

梦想成真？

只要我们相信

为什么？

不知道要写什么

很多话要说 却说不出来

很多感想 不知道如何分享

心情很乱

头脑一片空白

有时候觉得自己没有一样是好的

但很多人总是觉得我什么都好

不知道要高兴还是要丧心

突然很想用华语来写出我的心情

认识我的人可能会觉得很奇怪

为什么我会写华语呢？

我虽然不是很会用手写华语

可是我会看

我会拼音 所以我就会type出来咯。。。

Finally Back Home...

Yes, I'm back home! It feels so nice to be home even though is only for 1 day++. Left 2 weeks to final exam. Haven't started anything yet.

Clueless... Don't know where to begin...

Must work hard in these 2 weeks!

The Secret Revealed

Regarding the previous post, I forgot to say something. Actually during last year Xiao Chuang, I have thought to myself before that I'm going to write a song and submit it in the coming Xiao Chuang which is this year which has just passed yesterday. I was determined at that time.

But this year just when Xiao Chuang was around the corner, I only have a song with me and I didn't plan to submit it in the 1st place. Due to lesser song submission this year compared to last year, Yuan Teng asked me to submit and said she would write the lyrics for me. And then the story continued like what I've written in previous posts.

I don't know if you have read a book on "The Secret". In this book, it explained about Law of Attraction. To simplify it, it says that whatever we think of and if we want it and believe we can get it just by the thoughts of our mind, we can finally receive what we want. Be who we want to be. Achieve what we want. Universe will react with our thoughts, just like a magnetic field.

I've tried a few times thinking of something that I want, and it really worked out. However, there were times when it failed.

In this case, for the song competition, I guessed the Universe has answered to my thoughts which were being asked last year.

And because of this, I will do my best in everything, think positively, have faith.

Out of Expectation!

Finally, the song composing competition has just ended yesterday. Out of my expectation, my song got 3rd place.

I don't know want to feel happy or sad. But I just feel I don't deserve it. My song is just a very normal song. Too normal even for a beginner. Is not something special. I can't find any winning point in it.

When submitting my song for preliminary round, I never expect to enter final. And when I knew it entered final, I was happy enough. Just wanted to perform it well in final and never, NEVER even think of getting any prize for this final.

There are so many other songs in final which are better than mine. I just really can't figure out why.

But anyway, this prize does not belong to me alone. Without lyrics, it wouldn't be a song. Without singer, it wouldn't be heard. Without music arrangement, it wouldn't be performed out.

And so I want to say a million thanks to Yuan Teng for writing the lyrics for me, Rachel for singing the song for me, and Stephen for arranging and playing the guitar for me.

And actually after I composed the melody, Yuan Teng modified some blunt tones of mine into more rounded melody.

And I feel that my melody is not original in a sense that I feel like I was imitating many other songs and combined the melody into one and then modified a bit, then became my own song. @@

That's why I don't deserve the prize. I need to learn more. And seriously, although I was happy getting the prize, but I feel more guilty than happy.

There's still a long way for me to go in music path...

最后。。。祝我们快乐

作曲(Composer): Stef

作词(Lyricist): Yuan Teng

最后。。。祝我们快乐

嘿 这次请你听我说

有些困惑 我一直都等不到结果

选择了 放弃的人是我

选择了 不管怕不怕 寂寞

不该出现的难过

不该暗自去猜测你在想什么

我知道 我其实想太多

我知道 我们两都有错

关于这决定 就让我来做

*相信你会明白的

没有爱了 在继续只是附和

没有什么舍不得

做彼此生命的过客

相信你会明白的

有些伤痕 太深不能愈合

我们经过的每一刻

都反复记录着

爱情里的挫折

如果我没有说

只能沉默一拖再拖

不如告一段落

让我们都好过

相信你会明白的

没有爱了 虚有其白的空壳

尽管会有些舍不得

但也许停在这 对我们都好呢

在最后这刻想说

祝我们都快乐

I want to go home...

How long have I not been back home? About 2 weeks. And I will only go back after another 2 weeks. Though 2 weeks or 1 month seems like a 'short' period, but it's long for me especially when I don't get to see my family and how's their condition now. I really miss them.

Sometimes I wonder, what's my purpose in life? What's my purpose of living? I can't seem to find the answer. Humans live and die. It's like a cycle. I'm glad and thankful that my family and I are still alive today. But sometimes the fear of losing someone would somehow plays in my mind. I'm scared.

I've been spending lesser time with my family nowadays. I've been occupied by other things in university like studies and activities. Is this worth? My cousin just called me just now. She told me that my aunt (my secondary mother) is not feeling well recently. Then only I realized I have not been calling home since I was back to UM. *guilty*

I called my aunt just now to ask how is she. All she said to me was to take good care of myself. I know she really cares for me. After we hang up, I cried. I don't know why tears suddenly just burst out like that. I think I'm too emotional recently. Serious. I have to learn to control.

My life's journey is not easy, I know...

What's in my mind?

I miss the good old days...

The Life of A 2nd Year Student

Just finished with Charity Fair 2009. Left two more visits to go before Charity Project 2009 officially ends. Feel like half of the burden has been removed from my back. It is so much lighter than before. =) Though becoming a programme head is stressful and not easy, I learnt a lot.

But my activities just didn't stop here. Now have to focus on MASC. A much bigger event, national level. Feel excited though now is the busiest time for us, publicity team. We are happy to get participation from students from all over Malaysia. =)

MASC is not the only one. On the other hand, I have a concert to organize. It's called DAYAO. The biggest chinese community event in UM after PTUM. So, what type of concert is this? All songs that will be performed in this concert are composed by UM students. It's a platform to discover talented students, a chance for them to perform. It will be held next year February, but the preparation has started since early this semester. This coming DAYAO's theme is I~Infinity. We open this concert to everyone who is interested to watch! =)

Don't Worry

I'm fine.

Pain in the heart

I'm hurt!

I don't know how to describe this...

Since 2 days ago, my room mate started not talking to me. I don't know what happen.

I asked her, she was reluctant to answer.

Then I thought it is better for me to remain silent.

Until now, she's still isn't talking to me.

And at this hour, she's reluctant to come back room.

Dear SE: I don't know what I've done, but if you don't like to talk to me, it's fine. If you think staying in the same room will make you feel uneasy, then it's fine. You can choose another friend to be your room mate. You decide. I will respect every decision of yours.

Dream

Just now went to take nap because I was tired. When I woke up I have a strong feeling of wanting to blog. Know why? I had a dream.

Though it's normal for me to dream once a while, but usually my dreams were blurry and I can't really remember what I've dreamt of. Only certain times I can remember the story line and characters in my dreams.

Back to the dream just now, I could remember clearly what and who was in. Usually if I dreamt of someone, it means that the person is special to me. This time is the same. I dreamt of this girl whom I just knew not long ago. I've never met her before till few days ago I coincidentally saw her in a place.

Conclusion? I've no idea what I want to express. Just feel like writing. =p

Fate (Part 2)

This one week break of mine has really made me encountered many things and many people. Again it's all FATE.

When I was browsing my Facebook just now, I happened to came across my very old friend, whom I've known since primary Standard 3. (WOW! That's so loooooooooonnnnnngggggggg ago)

Yes! It's primary Standard 3, when I was around 9 years old. When I was in primary, I admired her a lot. Not because of her talent, outlook or whatsoever, but because of her personality. She was nice to be with.

Recently just found her and added her in Facebook. In fact, now I'm chatting with her and I'm still fond of her. After so long, she's still the same old person whom I admired before.

And for your information, she's a Malay. In Malaysia, when we talk about race, it's a sensitive issue. But actually in the first place, what is it to be sensitive about?

It's because all the media and so called "leaders" keep on mentioning this matter, then it became an issue. If they don't give rise to this matter, I think we would be living in a more harmony environment.

Children don't know what is race. But they are being brought up to know.

My main point is don't be easily influenced by others. Think critically. The state of mind is all psychological.

Fate

Yesterday chatted with my blog-mate, Penthius. It was the first time for us to chat after we've been visiting each other's blogs for quite a while.

I do believe in fate. We have never met each other before and 2 days ago I saw her from far in DP. I thought to myself, "This girl looks familiar. Is it Penthius?"

After yesterday's conversation, we finally verified that we were looking at the right person. Lol... What a coincidence!

Although both of us are from Malacca and Malacca is not a BIG city, nevertheless, getting to meet someone you've never even thought of would meet, is something surprising.

And this incident made me even believe more in fate.

Why best friends can be best friends? Of course they must 1st be fated to know each other, where likeness pull them together, then only we would have what we called, True Friends.

So actually what I'm trying to say is don't take things for granted. Cherish all the people around you. Especially those you love. They are just like gifts given to you by God.

No words to describe...

Just now went through very emotional situation. Quarrelled with close friend, both of us are stressed. Both have own opinions.

I was so hurt. She was hurt too. Both made mistakes.

I apologized to her. She felt sorry for me too.

Luckily we managed to amend the situation. I could not imagine what would happen if it get worse.

These few weeks, I admit that I was very emotional and irrational. For those friends whom I've treated coldly, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it.

I have always been stable all this while regarding emotion. But this semester, I really don't know why.

I think I should go for a walk alone to calm down.

And to those friends who have been staying beside me all this while, THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Teardrops on me...

When my seniors told me that the last year Programme Department Head of Charity Project cried when carrying out her duty, I could not feel how she felt.

Now, I can feel that. Stressed!

I always thought I'm a tough person, but this time I was wrong.

Uncontrollable, I broke down into tears just all of a sudden.

Everything comes to me at the same time.

Then only I realized, I'm weak.

It's good that I'm being tested now. At least I know what are my weaknesses.

I still have long way to go. Success does not come easily.

How Much Is The Price Of TIME?

Finally, I get to "touch" my blog again!! There are so much things to say...

Accumulated since my last post... Whenever there was something happening, I'd feel like blogging but didn't get the chance...

Now that I want to blog, I just don't know where to start... Haiz..

Just now I read one of my friends' blog. The story she posted struck my mind after reading it!

Then only I realized how much things I've lost this semester. Or I should say how much TIME I've lost focusing on the minor parts of my life and forgetting the major parts of my life.

I'm really bad in time management. I really hope I could balance up my life.

Anyone can advise me?