Tuesday, April 26, 2005

It's a blue, blue sky

This life...
It is only a love story for each soul.
A story of those who leave and those who are left behind.

It's a beautiful day outside. I wish I could fly now.

Monday, April 25, 2005

We Malaysians are Selfish

I guess we all know it in our hearts that the government needs to provide more services for the disabled. But then again, the society just doesn't give a shit about the less fortunate people when it comes to highlighting their own priorities. Is empathy enough? Not when the government can start educating people and build more services for the disabled.

I admire the facilities provided for disabled people here in Canada. Everything, from bus services, subways, washrooms, man...even the waterpark, for God's sake... have you ever seen a disabled person sitting in a wheelchair in Sunway Lagoon?

What more can I say? Malaysia can be labelled as a shame. A country which is considered to be better off than most of the poor, war-torn countries, but cannot provide even a basic convenience for its less fortunate citizens.

I speak the truth - this is one of the many disappointments faced by some of us who care. And this is where, some of us start to lose hope and faith in seeing a better, caring nation.

We speak of equality in terms of race, religion and culture. Fair enough, we are a multi-racial nation. But what about equality for these less fortunate citizens? Not important? Just because they represent the minority of the nation, and they are not pushing for their rights? Just because they are not...capable enough?

Not caring to provide enough for these people already shows that the government could not care less, thus producing societies who view the less fortunate like they do.

A major disappointment.

This is my two cents' worth. Speaking from the heart of a Malaysian citizen who cares.

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Sunday, April 17, 2005

The end of another academic year

Yesterday was the last day of classes. No more grueling assignments or exams for the next four months. Still, I cannot help but miss those fun moments I had this year. Another farewell to this, but a welcome for the new academic year - Fall 2005/Winter 2006.

Time does past by really fast. Soon, I will be a third year engineering student. In two years' time, I will be saying goodbye to this place. Perhaps, it will be goodbye forever. I won't becoming back here again. Yet, I know I will make the best out of everything. It is a place that have shaped my heart and soul, and brought meaning to my life.


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Great coursemates, great friends

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Beer Gardens - free entrance for cheap beer.
(this was just the beginning - it got REALLY packed in the late afternoon)

Now, I will be facing the wrath and tenacity of final exams for the next two weeks.

Tata for now! By then, I will be back in KL! :)

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

A nightmare

I hate it when I dream of friends who turn weird, sort of like - them turning into ghosts. Well, not those ghosts that are translucent or floating in the air with sharp teeth. It is the kind where insanity is being shown through their expressions (yes, like those scary movies that show creepy people at the asylum).

Crazy. It scared the hell out of me. Nightmares like this make me shiver in the middle of the night.

I cannot remember how the dream started, but I can describe clearly how my housemate appeared in front of me (in the dream) like a madwoman with an evil grin on her face. It seemed as though she had really heavy make-up on. And, an uneven one too. She lined her eyes really dark and there were some strange red smudges on her cheeks. They seemed more like cuts on the lower-right side of her cheek. Quite a big, jagged cut. And, damn, she was still smiling weirdly. Her hair was quite a mess ... oh, I remember now. It was dark. The lights were not turned on and that was why she gave me a shock when she apppeared. There was something in her eyes that made my stomach cringe. Her smile was sinister and I really thought I was going to die (for some reason). Dressed in a black top and a frilly black skirt, she gave me a weird hug and a big smooch on my cheek and then left the house. I was dumbfounded (fortunately, I did not pee in my pants while sleeping).

Ugh. Scary. Worse of all, those exact same eyes met mine when I stepped into the kitchen this morning. She was making breakfast in the kitchen. No, I did not jump but I got a shock inside. It was not the exact same crazy expression I saw in the dream, but she was not wearing her glasses, and she had her make-up on... it was close.

Weird. Weird. I hate dreams like this. Argh.

Monday, April 11, 2005

My baby NoHoHon


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This is my baby NoHoHon. Finally, I am able to own one of these. Isn't it adorable? It bobs its head from side to side using solar power. Wee!

It makes me feel happy each time I turn to look at it ^^



Wednesday, April 06, 2005

It is time for a "real" change in the Malaysian education system.

Never have I seen such a concise yet brilliantly written piece of work about the loopholes in the Malaysian education system and the society's perception towards education as a whole. I unanimously agree that it is time for a "real" change. Well said, Praba Ganesan!

Here's a good read for yourself.

Malaysian Schools: A Social Tool or An Educational Vehicle? by Praba Ganesan.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

When maturity brings to you the big picture

A few nights ago, I had a late-night chat session with my girlfriends. We sat down and talked over a bowl of grape jello as we reminisced past events.

Despite the troubles and squabbles with friends, we have come to realize that age has caught up with us, bringing upon maturity and a sense of belonging to our own beliefs. It took me a while to realize that I have changed a lot. In this foreign land, my days pass by willingly with the usual routine of school. Learning to be independent has been a great achievement for me. Although I still depend on my parents' money for my education, everything else such as decisions and plans are all of my own. Mistakes that I make are mine alone. I must say, I am proud of what I have learnt during this two years abroad.

We talked about people who have crossed our paths, how they affected us and other related incidents that brought us to either shake our heads with disappointment or smile with acknowledgement. Some have taught us to be patient. Some have brought trouble into our lives. It was a refreshing, long chat.

We also talked about the differences we experienced when we go home to greet our other friends. Personally, I have my own share of experiences, most of which I would not share it here. It is not a big deal because I have been away for a long time and I understand that these changes are expected to arise.

I have concluded that I like student life here better, be it high school or university. As compared to home, the way I have fun and seek excitement here makes me value my teenage life more. In short, I am happy. I realize that back home, clubbing or rave parties are the norm. To me, a short walk down White Avenue with my friends in the new spring weather is fun. Going grocery shopping with friends is fun. Hanging out at the community center and playing table tennis or foozball is fun. Playing badminton with my fellow classmates is fun...

I know I will miss this place dearly even though school is stressful in its own way. I will miss living here on my own. I will miss the freedom of having fun here. New friends, old friends, and trying to understand the Canadian ways of life...it is all part of the experience. And I am glad to have a chance to experience all this. Thank you, mum and dad.

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I am someone who frets a lot - I call it a psychological disorder. I am constantly trying to escape my complex mind which, very often, drives me and my close companions to the edge of insanity. Born under the sun star Libra, I am greatly affected by a disease called "indecisiveness". Nicknames were never part of my dictionary until I met some people who decided to name me "turtle". Soon, I was representing a zoo of hamsters, "sotongs", pigs, cats, etc...

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