I've been reading some articles about all the preparation done for the upcoming Merdeka celebrations in Malaysia. It seems that everyone back home is going all out in celebrating 50 years of independence with a huge bang.
From the annual Merdeka Parade to giant slideshows on the sides of the Menara Maybank. From the usual contests to handmade pens which costs RM 1957 (yes, to commemorate the date). Everyone is gearing up for a half century's worth of "nationhood, sacrifices, tolerance and co-operation" (Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak, 2007).
I am proud then to say that we Sydneysiders have done a great job in taking part in this extravagant anniversary. We have slaved away to ensure that Malaysia is well represented and glorified over here in Australia.
Our love of our home country has been projected tremendously in the Malaysia Festival 2007. The spirit of the studentshonouring their motherland resonated through Darling Harbour. Colourful performances, magnificent food, plenty of smiles and lots of laughter. Everything symbolising what our forefathers have worked hard for.
Thanks to everyone in Sydney who has made Mfest a success. Im pretty sure you guys did Malaysia proud. ;)
ps: Up next, Malam Gema Merdeka. Another tribute to the wonderful homeland named Malaysia.
I dream of the Caldera and my Bapou. And which scones taste better...
I just watched Accepted. Its a great movie actually. The idea of having a college where you get to learn anything you want, have your own classes, be your own teacher or teach others, release your inner creativity and passion, is absolutely genius! Of course, I dont mean substituting this with the current education system. We do need our doctors and lawyers. But what about those who don't want to walk down that path? I know I want to get a proper degree but what about those who don't? I think stuff like this is great for them.
There were classes like meditation and building skateboarding ramps which btw incorporates physics and engineering. Hee hee....
It would be pretty cool to have summer classes with that sort of structure. If I had the chance, I would love to take a Food Tasting subject. Like how to be a food critique. You learn how to differentiate between different dishes or determine the criteria needed for the perfect meal. Like what makes a good tiramisu (is it how moist the sponge fingers are? Is it the ratio of Coffee to cream cheese?) or what merging of flavours work (Peanut Butter and Apples? Caramel and tuna??). I don't have to actually make the food myself, I can liase with the cooking course. Hey it helps them be better cooks!
Another thing I would like to do would be studying the whole mythology of mutants. God, that would be uber cool! How did they start, literature on them and whether they really are realistically possible. Whether it is possible in the future.
I can just imagine some of my friends enrolling in their prefered subjects. Or setting up and teaching their own courses. Zek and Arif can have their comic book classes. I can imagine Arif giving lectures about superheroes. Ngeh ngeh. Sunny has his bullshitting course with May as the star student. I think Hawa and Fini would fit right in with Karaoke-ing 1011. Erin and Jams can start a course on thinking way too much. Im sure I can be one of the guest lecturers. :P Mad can have a course where all people do is discuss about life. Maybe the girls and I can set up a 'how to be Gedik' course? ngeeeeheee..
Far out! What would you guys would like to learn???
ps: I miss my own Bee and Lena. That would be wild, unstoppable Elizah and shy and beautiful Faezah. Bloody travelling pants movie.
Stay up til 7 in the morning and the tears aint falling
Its 7 am. I havent slept. AT ALL. Im knackered from my first poster run and microbio ASSignment. Its a full day today. Im tying to figure out if I can make it. Owh well. Why not?
I've got one more batch of clothes in the dryer but at least the first batch is neatly folded. Hee.
I obviously can't sleep now because class is in 2 hours.
Omg. Just now I was reading my old posts on my frienster blog. Emo much??!! Like every single post was me being sad and missing home. Its nice to know that I really do love Sydney now and all my friends in it. Knowing that yes I think I will cry once I have to leave this place for good.
Some people tend to be so predictable. They say they've changed but honestly, they haven't. Or maybe I know them too well for my own good. Hmm Hmm.
Yesterday my idea of heaven was watching movies in my pyjamas and skipping class. Right now, THIS is my idea of heaven:
And no, I'm not the one to blame, It's you. Or is it me?
Just a warning. Some might find this painful. Don't bother asking me about it. Its not pinpointing one specific person, noone has the sole priveledge of making my heart currently ache. Nor is it something absolutely recent. I'm just suddenly emo after having one of those girl talks. Bleargh.
Hmm. I just realised that it happened again. I'm second best. Never the one and only. Always the one who falls short and the one pushed aside.
I wonder why it keeps happening to me. Why do guys who need distractions look for me? Am I only there to fill in the voids? I know I listen to all your rants, all your lovesick pent up emotions. Does that mean you can fall for me and realise halfway that I'm not even close to your expectations then backing out? At which point I've already fallen for you?
It's quite funny really. Not once. Not twice. Same thing. Someone else pointed it out btw.
I reject things that are right and revere things that are wrong.
Owh well. I still have faith in what Erin said as we waited for the bus. About going through all this crap before settling for the real thing. Lucky mom and dad to have had something early on. Lucky friends who are deeply engrossed in love. Haha.
Song of the moment: It's not over by Secondhand Serenade. God, lagu emo tak le blaaaaa.....
On the plus side, I have increased my collection of special skittles and reese's confectionary. I feel so geeky chic. Hahahaha. Well. Even if I dont have my boys, I at least have my special edition sweet stuff. Ngeh Ngeh Ngeh.
Hmm...i feel weird. I think I'm expecting a little visit from my monthly special soon. I've been quite ravenous today. Nothing to do with all the foodie blogs I've been viewing though. And right now, I have this funny feeling somewhere in my lower abdomen. I sure hope it isn't indigestion or diarrhoea. :D
Owh well. If it IS true. Then last week's emo spell wld be justified. Muahahaha.
At least I'm not emo now. Which is good. Bloody organic chem. Whoops. Let that one slip. :P
I think the Marie biscuits and condensed milk combo was a bit of an overkill. Hehehe..but twas very satisfying indeed. Gloriousssssss!
Aiyooo Amma Appaaaaa! I have not finishing my assignment! Unpossible!!!
Though the wind bites, the sun seems to shine brighter still.
In my hands is a simple piece of paper with barely more than 9 lines on it. Plain and white. To normal people it seems unimportant. But to me, this piece of paper means a whole lot. My triumphs are right there, splashed out in front of me.
All those depressed moments staring at bowls of oatmeal and guzzling down celery juice for dinner. The times when I refused oysters and Mcd fries. The extra money I spent on stuff like Logicol spread and Pura & Yoplait Heart Active dairy products. All of it was worth it.
I'm proud to say that my cholesterol has gone down 0.6 points. I know that doesn't sound like much to most of you but it is absolutely a HUGE deal to me. Considering I was gorging down on satay the week before and eating my life away during winter. Last year I only managed to go down 0.2 points so to have decreased the level 3 times as much in the same amount of time is just awesome. :D
I am now very very determined to lower it even more till I make it to the normal range. If my amazing mom can do it without the aid of medication, then InsyAllah, so can I. Only 0.3 more points to go. Wish me luck!
ps: I would like to try to have a pesco-vegetarian diet or a flexitarianism diet. Muahahaha..maybe, just MAYBE, one day I might end up being a fully lacto-ovo vegetarian. :D
God. I don't think I can do anything right now. It's just one of those days where you feel like crawling back under the covers and not face the day.
My weekends aren't weekends anymore. But I'm pretty sure I'll miss the hecticness once it's over.
My self esteem has plummeted several storeys down. I'm insecure about everything.
I feel like there's a huge problem right now and that something's gonna blow, I just don't know what. I'm just sitting here listening to the ticking unseen bomb.
Song of the moment: I Hate This Song by Secondhand Serenade.
Reen tagged me to write 8 random things about myself. Hmm...random eh???
1. I got food poisoning once when I left my baked macaroni on the dashboard of my mom's car when I was 10. I was rushing to my piano theory exam so I left it in the car. I was friggin hungry when I was done so I just ate some of the leftovers. I learnt an important lesson that day. Cheese goes bad VERY fast in hot weather. Bleargh.
2. I used to have this Barbie doll who smelled like coconut lotion. I think she was one of those Hawaii beach dolls that came with its own lotion. Now, whenever I smell coconut lotion, I think of her. Hehehehe...
3. I used to sing christmas carols at a christmas party with the rest of the members of 'Young World of Legend' (don't ask me what it means, I was an impressionable kid).
4. I am now dressed like a traffic light. Green trackies, yellow t-shirt and red sweater on top. I also feel like lollisicle. I also feel like HAVING a lollisicle.
5. I hate organic chemistry labs. HATE. I also despise Genetics lab. Whyyyyyyyyyyy????
6. I've played with fire once during a blackout when I was 9. I lit some tissue papers up using candles. Then when I got cuak I stamped them out with my hands. My fingers got singed (they didnt hurt, they just turned brown :S).
7. I wish aliens existed. I don't expect them to be as smart as Andalites or as strong as Kal-El. I'm lying. I would like to see some beings that aren't just unicellular. Since space is so vast, don't you think it's a waste of space to only have us Earthlings being the only living creatures around?
8. I'm afraid of deep trenches. I hate the sensation of falling. I don't like moving towards murky darkness when you don't know what lies ahead of you (I have this intense fear of being consumed by sharks when you dive deep).
Now Im supposed to tag 8 people: Erin, May, Nadee, Mad, Arif, Syaz, Dirah, Shal. Have fun guys. :D
I had a minor internal ethical debate this afternoon. In one of the aisles in Coles somewhere between bread and pasta sauces. I had to make a tough decision.
I had to pick which eggs to buy.
Okay, as usual, I'm exaggerating. But honestly, I do take this issue quite seriously. I was torn between buying free range eggs and those dirt cheap Coles brand eggs. One 6 pack of eggs cost between $2.70-$3.60 while the coles one costs between %1.20-$1.70. COME ON. That's a HUGE difference!
I'm trying really hard to reduce my spending. I've been buying half of my stuff from generic brands. From baked beans to softener, they're just waaaaay cheaper and it does help me save up. So, why should I spend extra money on something I can get at REALLY low prices?
Here's why: Imagine obese chickens sitting in cages stacked next to each other. They can't move much and get little or no light. They live their life without even touching real grass. All they do is lay eggs. Everyday. For the rest of their lives. Hell no. I'd take the free range eggs, thanks. At least the chickens are able to roam around happily in yards, where they can graze and eat worms. The eggs produced are actually healthier as they're low in saturated fat and higher in Omega 3. They're also usually free from antibiotics and pesticides which are usually given to caged birds to prevent them from catching diseases due to confinement and high densities.
I know one person buying free range eggs aren't going to stop factory farming but hey, it eases the guilt and torture I get from picturing all those chickens de-beaked and stuffed in filthy cages. It's all personal preference anyway.
ps: I would never eat foie gras out of my own free will either. Force feeding duck and geese so they can get gruesomely enormous livers is cruel and inhumane.
I've found a new love. They're cream, worn looking Keds with red hearts and stripes. I can't stop staring at them. Hee. My new best friends. With these babies, I actually WANT to wear covered shoes on days without labs(which I reckon are pretty fun until you have to write reports, do experiments by yourself and have lab partners with superiority complexes as huge as hitler's)
Us girls talked about our interests and passions just now. Back when I was still in high school, I was always so fascinated by animals and the environment. I was even crowned the 'Tree-hugging Hippie' by my besties, complete with theme song. Pretty embarrassing. Honestly, it kinda brought down my self esteem but thats besides the point. Anyway, it somehow seems to me that I've kind of pushed these childhood passions aside for what reasons I do not know. Maybe I'm less idealistic. Maybe I grew even more shallow by immersing myself in materialistic and superficial things like celebrity gossip and boys. I used to be so happy spewing out random information about animals like: Polar Bears having black skin underneath their tiny, somewhat clear hairs; or that rhinos sometimes sweat blood in order to keep cool; or that the peregrine falcon is the fastest animal with dives clocking up to 300 or 400 kmph.
Right now, I keep thinking which shoes will look good with a minidress. Or how many calories would an average size muffin have. Or whether certain guys are good boyfriend material and whether I should get into a relationship now. *sigh*. I need to get back to my roots. Hopefully it'll stop me from sounding like having an average IQ of 10.
A dash of Disney, a sprinkle of pop punk, lashings of sweet treats, a pinch of superheroes, bundles of laughter and a tinge of crankyness.
All wrapped up in a pretty package that resembles the Cookie Monster.
Also self proclaimed Princess of Le Cupcake Kingdom
People I love. Music. Sweet treats. Singing animals. Movies. Princes. Books. Fables. Hindustan Heroes.
Sinks my Ship
Rude people working in hospitality and sales. Long queues. Idiots CUTTING long queues. People who Patronise.
Wishlist
To finally figure out what I'm meant to do. To travel the world. To eat anything without gaining ungodly amounts of weight. To get my happily ever after. :)
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