Last night, a couple of my friends and I decided we'd take a break. Guess what we did? Play badminton! Haha. So I had booked for the court earlier in the afternoon and we were off shooting shuttlecocks to one another by 8pm. It was great fun especially after so long. Reminded me of a time back in primary, I know some of you guys did it too(or maybe still do). Main badminton, sorang dalam pagar and sorang luar pagar with the fence acting as the net. Hands up if you were one of them! Hehe.
And then those times where the shuttlecock would get stuck on the rooftop... and you'd get broomsticks to take it down. Or at other times when you just can't be bothered, the game just ends because you realize you don't have anymore shuttlecocks to play with. Haha. Or perhaps you had gotten yourself cheap rackets coz everybody had one and then while you were playing, the shuttlecock doesn't go over the 'net' but instead goes through your racket. Haha. Those were definitely the days ey? Sarah, remember??? *sigh*
Later after midnight, 6 of us played this board game similar to Monopoly called Jutaria and thanks to my 'allies', I was the 2nd to go bancrupt. Hahah. It was good while it lasted though.
That would probably be the closest thing to 'fun' since finals is just around the corner and soon, it'd be back to burning the midnight oil all over again...
Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering. --Pooh's Little Instruction Book, inspired by A.A. Milne
And then those times where the shuttlecock would get stuck on the rooftop... and you'd get broomsticks to take it down. Or at other times when you just can't be bothered, the game just ends because you realize you don't have anymore shuttlecocks to play with. Haha. Or perhaps you had gotten yourself cheap rackets coz everybody had one and then while you were playing, the shuttlecock doesn't go over the 'net' but instead goes through your racket. Haha. Those were definitely the days ey? Sarah, remember??? *sigh*
Later after midnight, 6 of us played this board game similar to Monopoly called Jutaria and thanks to my 'allies', I was the 2nd to go bancrupt. Hahah. It was good while it lasted though.
That would probably be the closest thing to 'fun' since finals is just around the corner and soon, it'd be back to burning the midnight oil all over again...
Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering. --Pooh's Little Instruction Book, inspired by A.A. Milne
I can't even begin to describe how life is at the moment... everything's going helter-skelter and I'm on the edge, holding on for dear life. But to the very few who brightened up my rainy days, I thank you from the bottom of my heart, you know who you are.
Last weekend, my mom and I had gone on a shopping rampage. How does that sound? Hehe, well we were busy shopping for raya textiles for ourselves and relatives like we do every year and I chose this pretty cream sequined textile for my 1st day of raya!!! Yaay!!! (Before someone asks, yes, 1st day raya baju lain, 2nd raya lain, 3rd raya lain and beberapa hari lagi lain, haha! The advantages of being an only girl, bliss ey? :p) So... siapa nak sedondon dengan saya di pagi raya?
Last weekend, my mom and I had gone on a shopping rampage. How does that sound? Hehe, well we were busy shopping for raya textiles for ourselves and relatives like we do every year and I chose this pretty cream sequined textile for my 1st day of raya!!! Yaay!!! (Before someone asks, yes, 1st day raya baju lain, 2nd raya lain, 3rd raya lain and beberapa hari lagi lain, haha! The advantages of being an only girl, bliss ey? :p) So... siapa nak sedondon dengan saya di pagi raya?
It's been a hectic week... eversince, I don't know must be 3 weeks ago. What started off with midterm exams and assignments, now my groupmates and I are wrecking our brains constructing the electronic circuit of our simple calculator(trust me, it's not AS simple as it sounds) and cracking the program for it.
I missed my morning class, obviously because I slept through it. My groupmates and I were up tinkering around with the miniscule components till the wee hours of the morning for days in a row while having the urge to yank our hair off our heads at the same time. So excuse me if I haven't replied to messages promptly or anything to do with communication. Hopefully life will return to normal as of next week. So until then.
I missed my morning class, obviously because I slept through it. My groupmates and I were up tinkering around with the miniscule components till the wee hours of the morning for days in a row while having the urge to yank our hair off our heads at the same time. So excuse me if I haven't replied to messages promptly or anything to do with communication. Hopefully life will return to normal as of next week. So until then.
So I was chatting with a friend last night, wasting time as usual after a hellish 2 weeks of exam pressure when our conversation suddenly went dead quiet. I can't remember what I was attending to that caused it but the next thing I see on my screen is, "Diam je ni, mesti tengok porn." Now let me stress out here, I do NOT watch porn.
A few minutes later, Farah Yebo called to say hi and can you believe what the first thing she said was? "Hey woman, whatcha doing? Watching porn?" And again let me insist, I DO NOT WATCH PORN! Hahaha! So there!
A few minutes later, Farah Yebo called to say hi and can you believe what the first thing she said was? "Hey woman, whatcha doing? Watching porn?" And again let me insist, I DO NOT WATCH PORN! Hahaha! So there!
Funny how what some people say regardless of how divine his/her intentions are, irritates you to a breaking point. While a casual word of advice or a simple gesture from others, especially those closer to you, touches your heart.
Ever noticed how some people think they are more superior and intelligent just because they have stepped into the working zone? Or how some people always coincidently share the same crazy thing you did or even crazier just so they're even with you or sound cooler? Let me tell YOU. It's NOT cool and it's definitely NOT impressive, either way. So get over it.
A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort. --Herm Albright, quoted in Reader's Digest, June 1995
Ever noticed how some people think they are more superior and intelligent just because they have stepped into the working zone? Or how some people always coincidently share the same crazy thing you did or even crazier just so they're even with you or sound cooler? Let me tell YOU. It's NOT cool and it's definitely NOT impressive, either way. So get over it.
A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort. --Herm Albright, quoted in Reader's Digest, June 1995
I knew I wasn't in a condition to drive last night. I was at the traffic light as the hot tears started to well up in my eyes. I quickly dabbed on them before they trickled down my face, trying hard to be strong. I saw the dude in the white car in front of me peering back through his rearview mirror. Maybe he saw, maybe he didn't. And I couldn't risk him or anyone else for that matter see me in such state.
As the lights turned green, I immediately sped off. Cutting in front of the dude in the white car, purposely staring straight ahead, avoiding to look his way. I travelled along the same road that took me to school... to and fro for four years of my high school life. The road that had brought so many sweet and bitter memories. But I couldn't let what was bugging me ruin that night. I just couldn't. I couldn't ruin it for anyone, not even myself.
As I parked my car, I took a while before climbing out, pulling myself together. At that same moment, a Satria GTi came and parked right behind me. They were my friends. I waved frantically and they waved back. And we hugged. And God, how I needed a hug. I was so well treated and welcomed that everything that bugged me banished for the fleeting moment I was there. It was so much comforting to be around them knowing that I wasn't the only one pedalling through life's obstacles. And even though we shared only a fraction of what went on with our lives, we knew that there was much more to each and everyone's stories. Upon leaving, we hugged yet again and for another evanescent period of time, I figured that things will be alright. That we'd pray for each other and knowing that one would be there for the other no matter what.
And so when things go wrong and out of place, when bitterness is striking like fired bullets, return to Him. For He is the source of all complacency. I know that all too well. And so should YOU. I drove home feeling slightly better for maybe somewhere out there... someone is praying and watching out for me.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. --Henri Nouwen
As the lights turned green, I immediately sped off. Cutting in front of the dude in the white car, purposely staring straight ahead, avoiding to look his way. I travelled along the same road that took me to school... to and fro for four years of my high school life. The road that had brought so many sweet and bitter memories. But I couldn't let what was bugging me ruin that night. I just couldn't. I couldn't ruin it for anyone, not even myself.
As I parked my car, I took a while before climbing out, pulling myself together. At that same moment, a Satria GTi came and parked right behind me. They were my friends. I waved frantically and they waved back. And we hugged. And God, how I needed a hug. I was so well treated and welcomed that everything that bugged me banished for the fleeting moment I was there. It was so much comforting to be around them knowing that I wasn't the only one pedalling through life's obstacles. And even though we shared only a fraction of what went on with our lives, we knew that there was much more to each and everyone's stories. Upon leaving, we hugged yet again and for another evanescent period of time, I figured that things will be alright. That we'd pray for each other and knowing that one would be there for the other no matter what.
And so when things go wrong and out of place, when bitterness is striking like fired bullets, return to Him. For He is the source of all complacency. I know that all too well. And so should YOU. I drove home feeling slightly better for maybe somewhere out there... someone is praying and watching out for me.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. --Henri Nouwen
On Fridays, 3 of my classmates and I, we sort of have this weekly-Friday-Mamak-lepaking thingy on campus. It's during our 2 hour break before Math class at 5.30pm. So yea as usual, we were just basically hanging around and talking when along came my friends' housemate, Annu. I later found out that she could do palm readings so we were all eager and pestered her to read ours. Although she claims that she's still learning on it, there are a few things however that she has already got a hold on. Last Friday, one of my friends asked concerning our love lives. So each of us excitedly put our palms out for her to inspect. She casually foresaw everyone's love life and mine was the last one she read. Annu's comment on mine was, "Yours is the best one among all of us. You'll be attracted to one person, be loyal to him and finally get married to that same person." Impressive huh? Of course to me, this is all just for fun but some people seem to really believe it. Anyway, one of us, Navina, has a boyfriend. Her reading was that she'd have 2 men in her life and so we kept teasing her about how she might not even end up with her current boyfriend. It was just so funny seeing her go all panicky while she goes, "NoOooooOOooooOOoo!!!!!!" Haha.
I had a splendid time spent with Mun dearest on Saturday. Started off with a hearty breakfast at Delifrance and talked a LOT, exchanging stories but basically just enjoying each other's company. We caught 2 movies that day. We shopped around(or rather I did) and I think I seriously have to stop spending on impulse. I don't have this problem normally but since my me-going-bonkers issue, I'm starting to do things I don't normally do. Mun even threatened to take my purse away from me. I really must try and restrain myself from overspending. Yea naz, you can do it!
Sunday night, I attended this lil farewell party for Sze Mun who is leaving for Perth and met a whole bunch of my high school classmates. It was great catching up with all those people especially after like what... 4 years of not seeing each other? Hah! Well they would've gotten themselves wasted if it weren't for the fact that they had to drive home... I was really the only Malay around. There was this one guy, Mun Chiew whom I was really close to back then said, "Come on laa naz, one drink! Lupaaakannnn Tuhan for one night!!" Haha. I really had to laugh coz I knew he was joking. It was great though, I had a rad time. Sze Mun had specifically catered from a Malay caterer on my account. It's overwhelming really, how these people respect your religion and beliefs. Some of my friends in the UK and Australia were back for summer holidays and I was lucky enough to meet a majority of them if not all. Even got to know new people.
Now I'm home and have to start busting my brains again for my Electromagnetic Theory and Engineering Math 3 midterm exams. So if you'll excuse me while I go nuts all over again...
I had a splendid time spent with Mun dearest on Saturday. Started off with a hearty breakfast at Delifrance and talked a LOT, exchanging stories but basically just enjoying each other's company. We caught 2 movies that day. We shopped around(or rather I did) and I think I seriously have to stop spending on impulse. I don't have this problem normally but since my me-going-bonkers issue, I'm starting to do things I don't normally do. Mun even threatened to take my purse away from me. I really must try and restrain myself from overspending. Yea naz, you can do it!
Sunday night, I attended this lil farewell party for Sze Mun who is leaving for Perth and met a whole bunch of my high school classmates. It was great catching up with all those people especially after like what... 4 years of not seeing each other? Hah! Well they would've gotten themselves wasted if it weren't for the fact that they had to drive home... I was really the only Malay around. There was this one guy, Mun Chiew whom I was really close to back then said, "Come on laa naz, one drink! Lupaaakannnn Tuhan for one night!!" Haha. I really had to laugh coz I knew he was joking. It was great though, I had a rad time. Sze Mun had specifically catered from a Malay caterer on my account. It's overwhelming really, how these people respect your religion and beliefs. Some of my friends in the UK and Australia were back for summer holidays and I was lucky enough to meet a majority of them if not all. Even got to know new people.
Now I'm home and have to start busting my brains again for my Electromagnetic Theory and Engineering Math 3 midterm exams. So if you'll excuse me while I go nuts all over again...
I don't want to be a static tree that stands uprooted from its trunk while the leaves wither and fall.
I don't want to be the candle that lights the way but later melt into obscurity.
I want to be the crest of a wave... rolling and crashing against the shore, withstanding the storm and rain.
I want to be the sun, invincible yet illuminating, radiant yet menacing.
But most of all, I want to be me.
Appreciated not for what I can offer but for who I am.
--naz, July 2004
I don't want to be the candle that lights the way but later melt into obscurity.
I want to be the crest of a wave... rolling and crashing against the shore, withstanding the storm and rain.
I want to be the sun, invincible yet illuminating, radiant yet menacing.
But most of all, I want to be me.
Appreciated not for what I can offer but for who I am.
--naz, July 2004
I'm totally messed up. Something's definitely not functioning in my head these days. Yesterday I had mistaken a tutorial class for my Microprocessing lab session. So I sat there wondering where the hell my partner was. First of all, my name wasn't in the attendance list but it still didn't occur to me that this wasn't lab. I saw familiar faces and a friend even asked, "Are you in my class? I've never seen you around." So yea... I was still in a daze until the lecturer came in and proceeded with his tutorial session, did I realize that my lab was actually in the afternoon albeit in the same lab. I pretended to look through my online notes for a bit and then left. *slaps head* What in the world is wrong with you naz?
Right after finishing my Circuit tutorial at 2, I had accidentally left my calculator without even realizing I did until Ziha called me and returned it. Passed up my assignment and then at 2 o'clock attended THE actual lab. Haniz and I had spent more than 3 hours figuring out the assembly instruction for the microprocessing program. I think we almost pulled our 'tudung' off our heads and banged our heads against the wall. We were among the last to finish and we were pissed coz we could've finished earlier if the lab instructor hadn't wronged our correct program. Immediately after that, it was roughly about 5.15pm then and I was late for my Electromagnetics tutorial. By then my face was flushed and my head was starting to throb and I couldn't make out a thing the dude was saying up front. Thus, I failed to attend my Math tutorial at 6. Returned 'home' and attended to my poor head. If I had gone for Math and if you were observant enough to notice, my class would've stretched from 1 till 7pm. A big torture to my small brains you know...
On a further note, I have midterm exams coming up this week AND next week plus a project to finish up on. My group and I are supposed to come up with a functional calculator, both in hardware and software version plus a report... and later present it. So if you're any good with programming please let me know. I'd gladly accept a hand coz there's only so much two hands can do.
Therefore, I hereby notify you that I have officially gone nuts.
There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream. --Author Unknown
Right after finishing my Circuit tutorial at 2, I had accidentally left my calculator without even realizing I did until Ziha called me and returned it. Passed up my assignment and then at 2 o'clock attended THE actual lab. Haniz and I had spent more than 3 hours figuring out the assembly instruction for the microprocessing program. I think we almost pulled our 'tudung' off our heads and banged our heads against the wall. We were among the last to finish and we were pissed coz we could've finished earlier if the lab instructor hadn't wronged our correct program. Immediately after that, it was roughly about 5.15pm then and I was late for my Electromagnetics tutorial. By then my face was flushed and my head was starting to throb and I couldn't make out a thing the dude was saying up front. Thus, I failed to attend my Math tutorial at 6. Returned 'home' and attended to my poor head. If I had gone for Math and if you were observant enough to notice, my class would've stretched from 1 till 7pm. A big torture to my small brains you know...
On a further note, I have midterm exams coming up this week AND next week plus a project to finish up on. My group and I are supposed to come up with a functional calculator, both in hardware and software version plus a report... and later present it. So if you're any good with programming please let me know. I'd gladly accept a hand coz there's only so much two hands can do.
Therefore, I hereby notify you that I have officially gone nuts.
There is no telling how many miles you will have to run while chasing a dream. --Author Unknown
Sometimes I think we don't want to ask questions we'd rather not know the answers to. Maybe because if we did, then we'd be forced to realize something about ourselves we don't want to know of. Probably the reason to why we opt to being hard on ourselves. We push our tired mind and bodies from one extreme to another knowing very well of what it can do to our physical and mental being. Yet we go on, caring on every other thing except... ourselves. It's almost like beating yourself up before someone else does. Because the pain is already there and you are every bit invincible to any other form of pain others can inflict upon you. No one can hurt you because you're already down and out. It's crazy but it happens.
At other times, when you're just staring into space not really thinking, your mind begins to arouse questions you've always tried to avoid, like "Where exactly am I in my life right now?" And you start searching for answers, peering into pages of your life, struggling to find the slightest hint of an answer... and then suddenly... wham!!! It hits you. But you don't like the answer and so you further search... until you finally realize and admit, that you're lost. Lost in a realm you yourself are unsure of. And then, you start relying on the tiniest thing there is to live on yet induces an impeccably immense impact... hope. Being the only light you see right at the end of the long, dark narrow tunnel you're now trudging along. Thus the reason why you still go on... for whatever reason you live and hope for.
Life is a shit sandwich. But if you've got enough bread, you don't taste the shit. --Jonathan Winters
At other times, when you're just staring into space not really thinking, your mind begins to arouse questions you've always tried to avoid, like "Where exactly am I in my life right now?" And you start searching for answers, peering into pages of your life, struggling to find the slightest hint of an answer... and then suddenly... wham!!! It hits you. But you don't like the answer and so you further search... until you finally realize and admit, that you're lost. Lost in a realm you yourself are unsure of. And then, you start relying on the tiniest thing there is to live on yet induces an impeccably immense impact... hope. Being the only light you see right at the end of the long, dark narrow tunnel you're now trudging along. Thus the reason why you still go on... for whatever reason you live and hope for.
Life is a shit sandwich. But if you've got enough bread, you don't taste the shit. --Jonathan Winters
