I must confess that I'm a boring person. People rather be with somebody else who is more interesting and exciting than me. It's kinda of sad to think that way isn't it. But this is I always feel. It's like people wish that I didn't be where I should be so that they don't feel bad if they are not there to accompany me. They feel more fun and interesting with other people even though they have to sacrifice something theirs.
It's something I noticed today when one of them spontaneously exclaimed dissapoinment when I said that I going back to where I suppose to be. Am I that boring? I know I'm a reserved person especially to those who I don't know well. I don't really know how to show my affection and emotion easily. I was trained that way and I find it very suitable to my growing environment. Without I noticed, my attitude become rigid and people find me quite serious and hard to be close with. I understand that.
Am I really wanted to be here? or am I just disturbing an interesting and exciting relationship?
Am I really like by my friends? or they just being polite?
Monday, February 27, 2006
Friday, February 24, 2006
Wish Febuary is Longer
Have you ever felt that 24 hours is not enough and 28 days in Febuary is too short? Well, this is the time that I felt that way. So many things to do, yet so little time. But there's still time to go dating, shopping, sleeping (at unnecessary hours) and blogging (also read other blogs). At this moment all I want to do is forget everything and take a long vacation (something that I shouldn't be doing la if I want to graduate this semester). But you can't help it coming out with that dream.
Let me start listing my unfinished jobs:
Let me start listing my unfinished jobs:
- Lab reports. Haven't done any lab report (to be fair to myself, I almost finished with 1 report). Next week have to pass up the MATLAB lab report plus Q&A session (for God's sake, it just 1/10 of 1 credit hours. Why he must make us suffer every semester. Is that how he shows his love and care. Well, apparently it doesn't work.)
- Prosthetics and Orthotics assignment that need to review at least 3 hospitals. We thought UMMC is enough. God, do we have anytime to go anywhere right now?
- Another 6 thesis experiments that need to be done. Plus analysis & statistics & full report.
- AI programme that need to be developed (my plan was to learn VB 6 tonight, but look where I end up?). Well, we already came up with some smart solution for this assignment but of course I won't state here in case the words spread to my lecturer. huhu.
- Proposal for hospital networking. Actually we wanted to ask the lecturer to change this assignment to something simpler (or at least something that doesn't involve communicating with other parties) but I don't know what happen to that plan. Normal la tu, bila tengah berkobar-kobar tu kalau boleh nak jumpa lecturer masa tu jugak, nasib baik la dia cuti. Then, all quiet as if no plan was made. I won't blame them totally, I was one of the most berkobar-kobar there (siap dah tanya pendapat semua org ni. Hehe).
- Then there's a UNITEN dinner next friday which I haven't have anything to wear. I know what I want and my mom willing to make it for me but she's so busy travelling around and only come back next week. Sempat ke? Measuring tape pun baru beli semalam. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........
Worst of all, I don't know which one that I should do first. You know when there's so many things to do, you end up doing nothing and watch Torino Winter Olympics. =)
Note to myself: Maybe I should print out this post la to remind me what I need to do. Ni to-do list pun takde.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
New Addition to the Family
Last sunday, a new girl was added to our family. My second niece was born at 12:39 pm with the weight of 3.3 kg (smaller than her sister. Thank God, said Kak Yan). At this moment she hasn't has any name coz she has to wait for her abah to come back from San Paolo, Brazil next week. Such a cute little baby and she looked so fragile and vulnerable that I'm scared to hold her (I have no talent with kids).
Tomorrow she'll be coming to our home coz now she's in her opah home. Can't wait to try carrying and holding her. Poor her abah. He has to go to San Paolo last Saturday and the next morning (Sunday morning/afternoon la) she was born. She purposely want her abag to go first then only come out, eh. Naughty naughty girl. Hopefully your sister didn't bully you like your cik ngah bullied your ayah su. Hehe.
Tomorrow she'll be coming to our home coz now she's in her opah home. Can't wait to try carrying and holding her. Poor her abah. He has to go to San Paolo last Saturday and the next morning (Sunday morning/afternoon la) she was born. She purposely want her abag to go first then only come out, eh. Naughty naughty girl. Hopefully your sister didn't bully you like your cik ngah bullied your ayah su. Hehe.
Monday, February 20, 2006
Anybody Found My Thumbdrive?
Seriously I really want this night to end soon. I discovered I left my thumbdrive in computer lab and I don't know if it's going to be there tomorrow. And all my assignment that I supposed to pass up tomorrow is in there including all my latest thesis experiment result that I supposed to analyse tonight. The night getting worse by people around me who being sarcastic and annoying.
By the way, somebody asked me to put these. Even these stuff can get u irritated when it's suppose to be funny. What a night.
By the way, somebody asked me to put these. Even these stuff can get u irritated when it's suppose to be funny. What a night.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Never Too Late for LOVE
I know valentine's was over but love is something that can be talk about all year round isn't it. (I wanted to write earlier but my energy was drained out for 2 days PTD exam). There's debate about Muslim shouldn't celebrate valentine and some said it's all in niat. I'm not going to talk about it coz I know my knowledge is not that deep. I just want to talk about it's good to know that you're loved.
Once in awhile when your loved one said how much he loves you and appreciate you, it felt good. Really really good. The feeling that you are loved by other people beside your family is like knowing that you are accepted in society. Despite all your flaws and eccentricity, there is somebody accept and love you as you are. (This is excluding your family ok, coz they will love you no matter what unless you make them mad at you. I meant, really really mad at you).
This is not insecurity or low self esteem, but in life, in every one of us, there's a little tiny feeling that need to be acknowledge by others. You might said that you don't give a damn about what people think of you, but I bet sometimes you wish people acknowledge and accept you as you are. You might said I have my best friends and all I need is them. Best friends know you in and out. They might be there for you rain or shine. But do you really want to spend your life with them? Grow old with them? Have sex with them? (unless you are a gay and lesbian, then that's a different story la). Have children with them? Certainly not isn't it. So that's why you need the opposite sex.
Someone who complete you, someone who compliment your life. Someone to cuddle you when you're cold, someone for you to manja with when you're sick (or pretend to be), someone you can tell all you're stupid and not-so-funny jokes but still laugh at it. Someone who can be your driver, mechanic, computer technician and chef without being paid. Someone who let you win everytime you play games with him, someone who purposely sick so that you visit him. That's why we need that person. And we need love.
I still smell the love in the air. Still over the moon and still reading that card before sleeping like love-struck teenage girl. It's good to feel that way even though it looks crazy. Haha.
(Hope nobody gets diabetes by reading this. Pardon me for all this mushy feeling.)
Once in awhile when your loved one said how much he loves you and appreciate you, it felt good. Really really good. The feeling that you are loved by other people beside your family is like knowing that you are accepted in society. Despite all your flaws and eccentricity, there is somebody accept and love you as you are. (This is excluding your family ok, coz they will love you no matter what unless you make them mad at you. I meant, really really mad at you).
This is not insecurity or low self esteem, but in life, in every one of us, there's a little tiny feeling that need to be acknowledge by others. You might said that you don't give a damn about what people think of you, but I bet sometimes you wish people acknowledge and accept you as you are. You might said I have my best friends and all I need is them. Best friends know you in and out. They might be there for you rain or shine. But do you really want to spend your life with them? Grow old with them? Have sex with them? (unless you are a gay and lesbian, then that's a different story la). Have children with them? Certainly not isn't it. So that's why you need the opposite sex.
Someone who complete you, someone who compliment your life. Someone to cuddle you when you're cold, someone for you to manja with when you're sick (or pretend to be), someone you can tell all you're stupid and not-so-funny jokes but still laugh at it. Someone who can be your driver, mechanic, computer technician and chef without being paid. Someone who let you win everytime you play games with him, someone who purposely sick so that you visit him. That's why we need that person. And we need love.
I still smell the love in the air. Still over the moon and still reading that card before sleeping like love-struck teenage girl. It's good to feel that way even though it looks crazy. Haha.
(Hope nobody gets diabetes by reading this. Pardon me for all this mushy feeling.)
Friday, February 10, 2006
One Confused Night
Apparently it's turn out to be quite a night. A night filled with cold, headache, loneliness, depression, guilt, appreciation, love test, deceit, friendship and trust. (No, no, it's not a movie. It's my life). Can't believe I shredded so much tears and at the end of the night, I realized it was all wasted.
Last night showed that how much it can hurt by just saying no to sick girlfriend.
Last night showed that how much you willing to do to your friend. Either you help him/her solving his/her problem with bad way or listening at wee hour.
Last night showed how useful FriendFinder is and how it actually can make or break a relationship. How it can actually give you wrong conclusion (or is it just a lie?).
Last night also showed that never buy nasi goreng ladna at 12th coz it sucks.
Last night showed that how much it can hurt by just saying no to sick girlfriend.
Last night showed that how much you willing to do to your friend. Either you help him/her solving his/her problem with bad way or listening at wee hour.
Last night showed how useful FriendFinder is and how it actually can make or break a relationship. How it can actually give you wrong conclusion (or is it just a lie?).
Last night also showed that never buy nasi goreng ladna at 12th coz it sucks.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Puteri Gunung Ledang - The Musical
First of all, no words can describe the joy and excitement of watching PGL The Musical last night at Istana Budaya. It worth every cent of the ticket. It was amazing and fantastic. Love the songs, love the dance (but some of it was not so synchronised), love the music, love the customes, and love the crowd I'm with. Conclusion, I'm lovin' it. So I put pictures of my favourite part here.
Suraya, if you're here, you will love this musical.
This the only time you can see Sultan Melaka danced to the 70s groove. Yeah, baby, yeah!
The lover separation's scene. So moving and touching. (But the Hang Tuah was lack of machoness and Malayness - to me la.)
All the actors and actress at the end. They looked very happy though, so were the audiences.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Bunian Laut and Magic Bean - Final Episode
Like there are many episodes before this. This is only second episode and would be the last one. You know why? Bunian laut has left all of us. Isk isk isk. They lived for almost 2 weeks I think, then the numbers deceased and the last day I saw them, there are 3 of them. Then their godmother send me this bad news.
Not like I'm surprised la kan. Coz few days after that, I realized we did a wrong way (well, just a little bit la) but somehow the bunian laut managed to hatch and lived. The first day they hatched, they swam happily and the number I can guaranteed you, was more than 30s. We're so excited like proud moms. Then as day goes by, the number deceased and finally we assumed everyone of it is dead coz we can't see any anymore.
Meanwhile, magic bean is kinda useless project coz there's no changes in any form. The moment we made a hole until now, there's nothing. We called it a failure.
Well, nature has taught us to be responsible, attentive and caring. Not like I am not before this, but this experience has improved me more (yeah, right. Takde rase ape2 pun).
Not like I'm surprised la kan. Coz few days after that, I realized we did a wrong way (well, just a little bit la) but somehow the bunian laut managed to hatch and lived. The first day they hatched, they swam happily and the number I can guaranteed you, was more than 30s. We're so excited like proud moms. Then as day goes by, the number deceased and finally we assumed everyone of it is dead coz we can't see any anymore.
Meanwhile, magic bean is kinda useless project coz there's no changes in any form. The moment we made a hole until now, there's nothing. We called it a failure.
Well, nature has taught us to be responsible, attentive and caring. Not like I am not before this, but this experience has improved me more (yeah, right. Takde rase ape2 pun).
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Water In the Ear
A few drops of chlorined water in one ear can caused headache and bad mood. This is what happened to me today. Everytime (baru 2 kali je) I did freestyled, water got into my ear and half deaf me half day. I hate it when it happened.
Maybe to others, stuff like this is small matters. The water will come out eventually and you just don't worry so much about it. That's what make us unique. To others, it might be small problem, to some it is the worst thing could happen.
My roommate hates ants. She cannot see a single ant without being goosebumps all over. (Maybe that's why all the ants went to her side of room only, not mine. hehe). She even planned to buy the most powerful ant pesticide in order to terminate 7 generation of ants in 12th College. But for me, as long as the ants don't invade my food, leap to suicide in my drinks and bite me, I don't care much.
Another case is Zainal hating my Gen-2 big butt. It's not my fault it has a big butt. Not everything has cute butt like you, mind you, but some have to deal with big butt. When you think about it, big butt in the 'in' thing. Look at J.Lo. People kills to have one like her. Hehe.
But there's one small thing I can't stand. I know it sound weird but I can't stand looking at people who after eating with fork and spoon, doesn't put it together as it suppose to be. It looks like you don't know the etiquette of eating. No matter who you're are with and where, but that the simplest etiquette you can follow. I know it sound snobbish, but I tend to judge people just like that. Even you're a Master Degree holder, a billionaire's daughter or my-boyfriend-always-threat-me-at-5-stars-hotel, if you cannot comply that simple dining etiquette, I just don't respect you. I might forgive you if you're from rural area, but the minute you boast yourself with my-boyfriend-always-threat-me-at-5-stars-hotel but have no idea about etiquette, I just wanna shoot you in the head. (Why suddenly I'm being so worked up about this topic?)
Ok, I need to calm myself down. This is what happen when water gets into your ear. Note to myself: get earplugs before Friday.
Maybe to others, stuff like this is small matters. The water will come out eventually and you just don't worry so much about it. That's what make us unique. To others, it might be small problem, to some it is the worst thing could happen.
My roommate hates ants. She cannot see a single ant without being goosebumps all over. (Maybe that's why all the ants went to her side of room only, not mine. hehe). She even planned to buy the most powerful ant pesticide in order to terminate 7 generation of ants in 12th College. But for me, as long as the ants don't invade my food, leap to suicide in my drinks and bite me, I don't care much.
Another case is Zainal hating my Gen-2 big butt. It's not my fault it has a big butt. Not everything has cute butt like you, mind you, but some have to deal with big butt. When you think about it, big butt in the 'in' thing. Look at J.Lo. People kills to have one like her. Hehe.
But there's one small thing I can't stand. I know it sound weird but I can't stand looking at people who after eating with fork and spoon, doesn't put it together as it suppose to be. It looks like you don't know the etiquette of eating. No matter who you're are with and where, but that the simplest etiquette you can follow. I know it sound snobbish, but I tend to judge people just like that. Even you're a Master Degree holder, a billionaire's daughter or my-boyfriend-always-threat-me-at-5-stars-hotel, if you cannot comply that simple dining etiquette, I just don't respect you. I might forgive you if you're from rural area, but the minute you boast yourself with my-boyfriend-always-threat-me-at-5-stars-hotel but have no idea about etiquette, I just wanna shoot you in the head. (Why suddenly I'm being so worked up about this topic?)
Ok, I need to calm myself down. This is what happen when water gets into your ear. Note to myself: get earplugs before Friday.
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