Hands-On Life

too far to be true?

2009-03-12T17:52:00.001+08:00

Been a long time since I wrote my last blog..

sorry about that was too busy attending life ^^

anyway..I guess now it's high time for me to post up another entry huhu

There was this girl. Miss A. Known her for 5 years and we finally get together Christmas eve 2008 (one of my best friend's birthday is on this day as well, so i'm gonna go brankrupt this time around >.<"). Conclusion is that it made me really happy for the past three months and every single day I wished that I could be with her . Yes I admit it, i'm deeply in love. But she'll be leaving the country soon and it just scarred my heart too deep even by means of secondary healing process (huh??) And although I kept telling her that I'm proud of her that she'll be pursuing her study further soon. Deep inside of me there's still a part of me not wanting her to go. I just want her to stay.

Am i being too selfish by asking for this??

The other day Ms. pinky,Mr. ClassRep, and I had our little chat sessions at the library (somehow it always feels better to gossip in the library). As we were talking about our miss pinky love life, My ClassRep made a simple equation:

Let say A and B are in love

A(Local) + B(oversea) = both cheating on each other

No matter how much i tried to deny that, it just happens to be so true to me. I'm fine if we're like 300KM apart.

but being 13 hours of flight away from me is just too..too..FAR!!!

Our Own Brand of...Mr. Ravi??

2008-11-14T22:07:00.001+08:00

Introducing to the world!

OUR VERY OWN LECTURER CUM ARTIST OF THE MONTH!!!

Dr. RAVI!!!!!

I took this picture when I went out for an outing with my buddy at Sunway Pyramid. Well it just happened that I stumbled upon this picture when I was browsing through the world music selection at Tower Record. Come to think of it. I kind of miss the way Dr. Ravi taught me physiology. Killer, I must admit. Seeing the confidence in him made me want to be a lecturer myself. He has his unique way of making us understand. Though sometime his remarks are as sharps as knife, I personally take that as an instrument to further improve myself. To me, Dr. Ravi is simply the best. I wish him luck with his life. May it be a smooth sailing for him.

Review Time: Madagascar 2

2008-11-14T21:56:00.002+08:00

Beginning directly where we last saw Alex the Lion, Marty the Zebra, Melman the Giraffe and Gloria the Hippo, the penguins have finally built a plane that ought to bring our merry crew back to New York, together with Julien the lemur and his sidekick, but of course should that happen, there'll be no sequel to begin with. So we have the crew crash land into the continent Africa, thereby guaranteeing yet another tale of being from the outside, but now having a habitat that's much closer to their natural environment, one which sees the animal types in question grouped together into one reserve for storytelling convenience.  The storyline might seem like a poor man's cousin to Disney's The Lion King, what with exiles and alpha-lions battling it out to be king of the habitat. The filmmakers had taken the opportunity to craft the backstory for Alex a little more, so that the main plot of his return to his home could be dwelled upon, with sub plots for the others to fall into place. You have Alex's return and reunion with his parents, with adversary coming from an earlier generation, there's Marty who discovers that he's no longer unique but the same as every other hundredth zebra out there, Glora looking for love with other hippos now that there's no lack of suitors, and Melman fighting his own cowardice to reveal his feelings for Gloria, as well as being appointed the witch doctor for the land.  And if you think that the primary voice cast is already A-list, the film piles on to that list with the likes of the late Bernie Mac voicing Zuba the alpha-lion, Alec Baldwin again in a villainous role as his rival Makunga, and Will.i.am of Black Eyed Peas in a hilarious role of hippo-Casanova Moto Moto (the name's so good you have to say it twice!) The songs department falls up a bit short this time round, though thankfully "Move It!" wasn't conveniently and lazily played ad-nauseam. Given the army of illustrators working on the project, you can't expect quality to drop from its predecessor, though there's nothing new to be injected into a mature presentation.  Despite the plundering of the same old family values / theme / storyline and the importance of establishing strong friendships, this new Madagascar managed to deliver on multiple fronts, joining the ranks of the few whose sequels are superior than the original. The comedy which got piled up here managed to work through the punchlines, leading to a number of characters like the monkeys and even the tough-cookie granny to steal some limelight from the lovable penguins. If you liked the original, then you'e likely to fall in love with this one.

Of history, humiliation and self discovery.

2008-11-07T22:18:00.001+08:00

Someone once told me that to write well you have to write what you know. This is what I know. I am 21 years old and I have never really fallen in love. A geek to the core, most of my childhood years were spent doing extra homework that I have personally requested from the teacher. High School was more of the same. Then, at college it seems as if my luck was about to change. The girl that I was madly in crush with asked me out on a date. But it turns out that she dated with me as part of a cruel joke. And I've never fully recovered. Yes, It is embarrassing to share this with the world. But it would be hard to explain what I learn, or how I learn it, without sharing this humiliating history. And so i did an observation of my own, my first as a new person, to find out about college life today. What I ended finding was myself, and that, life, never change. There's still that one lecturer who marches to his own drummer. Those girls are still there, the ones that, even as you grow up, will remain the most beautiful girls you have ever seen close up. The smart kids, who everyone else knew as 'the brains,' but I just knew them as my soul mates, my teachers, my friends. And there's still that one girl who seems so perfect in every way. The girl I get up and go to class for in the morning. College would have not have been the same without her. I have would not be the same without her. I lived a lifetime of regret after my first college experience, and now, after my second my regrets are down to one. A certain someone was hurt on my path to self discovery. And, although this article may serve as a step. It is in no way made up to what I did to that person. To this person, you know who you are. For now, I could only say

Of Kinship, friendship, and everything in between.

2008-10-22T17:15:00.001+08:00

The epigraph:

Roses are red,

violets are blue,

I hate ILA,

But I have to attend

-Mahabalraj-

Today is a special day for me. And today I'm going to write a special tribute to all my best friends, the one I regards as my own flesh and blood. A poem for you all.

This is for you, my best friend,

the one person i can tell my soul too

Who can relate to me like no other

Who I can laugh with to no extents,

Who I can cry too when times are tough,

Who can help me with the problems of my life.

Never have you turned your back on me

Or told me I wasnt good enough

Or let me down

I don't think you know what that means to me

You have went through so much pain and you still have time

For me.

And I love you for listening even when inside YOU are dying

And I look up too you because you are strong,

and caring

and beautiful.

Even though you don't think you are.

And I hope you know that I am always here

To listen to you laugh and cry and help

In all the ways that i can

And I will try to be at least half the friend you are

To me.

I hope you know I would not be the person I am today, with out you.

My best friend.

Of Breakfast, Language, and Kotiaw

2008-10-19T10:32:00.002+08:00

Language it the pinnacle of human civilization. It's through language that we human manage to roam the earth as a superior being than other creatures that share the world with us. And over the past millennia language has evolved so complex, so diverse that it's impossible for one person to master even one language.

And this is a prove of it. Seriously, just ask a few people that you know of to spell kotiaw, kuey teow, kueh teow or whatever the spelling is, odds of having the same spelling? very slim indeed. Even text messaging has a language of its own right now. Now that's wicked. Humans are evolving, and like us, our culture is evolving too. So people please do,

Think about it.

Of stonism, Mcdonald, and the brotherhood

2008-10-19T10:31:00.001+08:00

There's always a time where you did something that is completely pointless but it remains in your memories for a long time, if not forever.

Of Choices, Choosing, and Consequences

2008-10-15T08:39:00.005+08:00

Life is all about choices. Some are simple enough to decide, others, might be a bit more difficult. Some choices can be made by our gut instincts, while others requires thorough thinking. Ultimately the one that we chose made us who we are today. You, me, we all wrote our own history.

Came October 14th, 2008. Another cross-road lies in front of me. Choices, choices, choices. Some of you might be thinking it's a small matter, but for me, it's simply isn't. I have to choose, between old friends that I've known for my whole college life, or those who are new to me. Seeing in that perspective alone the answer is obvious: never leave your old friends for a new one. But then again, we never looked into life objectively.

To choose objectively is more like solving a mathematical equation, and life is not about predefined formulas. It has infinite variables, and infinite probabilities. And the same goes to my situation right now.

Sometimes I wish that I've the ability to glimpse on the consequences to the choices made by me. But then again the unknown is what made life, a life in the 1st place. Or else we would be no different than a preprogrammed machine.

Should I stay for my old friends, whom I cared the most, but the understanding is just not there anymore?

Should I just.. Move on..

Prologue: Of personalities and the beginning of it all

2008-10-12T21:07:00.007+08:00

when someone talk about oneself we almost always talk about how good, or how bad we are. It seems that to most people, perception precede personality,in other words, its the perception of others that created the personality. Wouldn't that mean that your life is actually dictate by others?

To be honest, I consider myself being a chameleon, changing my personalities, myself even to suits those around me, to fit in. Sometime I feel lost, as in I do not know who I really am. But the fear of loosing people around me, the fear of being alone always lingers inside me. And that has become my personality, to not have a real selves. Some might see it as being flexible, others see it as cowardly.

So are we being ourselves?

or we're just a mass, with traits, governed by others?

Think about it