Monday, November 10, 2008

Tagged by Amirah

1. Take a recent picture of yourself or take a picture of yourself right now.
2. Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair... just take a picture.
3. Post that picture with NO editing.
4. Post these instruction with your picture.
5. Tag 10 people to do this.


My cam is with sis(she took it for her vacation). So this is the most recent one I took in Desa Parkcity during group study. A bit wat tat.

Tagging:My bloglist

Sunday, November 2, 2008

I Appreciated It

Sometimes it's extremely frustrating when it comes to thinking about people. Say, a close group of friends of mine all possess diverged and very dissimilar characters and personalities.

Sometimes I totally disagree with what they say. Sometimes I agree. Sometimes when they say about things that totally contrast mine, I will just keep quiet. But it doesn't mean that they are not close friends. We may hurt each others feelings without realising but we still ended up as super best friends. And by shutting up at correct places shows critical thinking and respect, in my opinion.

Over the years, I have get to know different people from different backgrounds. Still, the same people remains as best friends. As Shakespeare said: Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. People often regard that if they share common interests, they can become great friends. If two people have common behaviour, they can be compatible couples. But it is also generally known that people are in one together because of the tolerance to suit each others' needs and characters.


We all stand on the same ground, but we're different from the roots.

Why I am saying this is because...(taking deep breaths), I, like any people in this world, trust that no man is an island, and to say, I have a few friends who I regard as best friends. However, over the years of separation, I realised that some bits of the puzzle started to become unfit. There will be times that I think that I don't understand them at all. Sometimes I too think that they do not understand me as well. And most of the times I prefer to be left alone, simply pondering why this friendship is not that intimate as before. And as I boasted about knowing them the best, I suddenly realised that I actually knew them the least. About interests and stuff, well, of course I know, but speaking upon their mind, I found myself lost in trying my best to understand, and even trust.

I am not saying that this is their problem, and actually it's not even theirs, because I am the one having the problem that no best friend in the world had ever experienced it. Gone are the days of talking about everything to anything. And come are the times where I struggled about deciding whether to tell them about a certain topic, worrying about whether they will think in a different perspective...

Like for instance a conversation we had recently:
Me: The problem is he's poor.
YS: So if he's rich you'll accept him.
Me: Yeah, probably.
YS: (stunned) Can you not be so foolish?


"Shoulda been better", you said.

Well, it's not saying that I am not open to criticisms and advice. If I did something wrong obviously I am willing to change for the better. But upon some topics, I believe that we hold different perspectives and hence when these things happen, and for a reason, we have to be wide open to all opinions, right? I stated about liking rich guys so what? Some people fall for good looking ones, some fall for smart ones, some like those gentlemen who will give roses or rubbish...The point is, we have different points of view because we are form different backgrounds. And if we doesn't share the same doesn't make me an IQ lower than anyone else. At first I was greatly insulted but of course I shut up because they were my friends. And speaking about that do you think I will go and wag my ass in front of some rich guy who owns a firm and drives a Ferrari. Obviously I am not that cheap and obviously somebody THAT rich could have afforded a better girl. And I am saying rich by means of providing basic needs and of course ample entertainment and material comfort. Obviously if I were to choose a partner for life I would have chosen one who can support me. Not vice versa.

Maybe Michelle's words were more comforting.
MI: Eh, really ar..Poor...cannot.
Me: That's why. And now's not the time. Plus he's not my type.


When words she said suited your taste, is she your friend who agrees? Or your foe who agrees while in her heart distastes?

A lot of incidents have happened, including about SP. Well, not saying more here. But I just want to say that, SP is also one of my best friends. I have told her a lot of things that I've never told anyone else, due to the fact I knew people will think of me as cheap, sensitive, and self centered. Therefore I chose to tell someone who have similar experiences as I did. I have to say that, I have my insecurities when dealing with stuff, hence I choose my words and listeners. It doesn't mean that I do not trust you, it is just because I am the type of human who do not like people to have hidden feelings, and hide them because of not to hurt someone they love. I just want to say that you guys are my best friends and I love you equally.


If we have same experiences, should we detest those who have not got the chance?

PS: Guys you know who am I referring to. I know my attitude is a bit suckly these days but I just want you all to know that no matter what happens we will still be best friends forever. But you need to understand that we're different biologically and physiologically, and the diverging opinions should not be resulting in mistrust and misunderstandings, but rather tolerance and respect. And I owe you guys an apology.

SORRAY~
One measure of friendship consists not in the number of things friends can discuss,but in the number of things they need no longer mention.
Clifton Fadiman


Let's hope this is not one of the topics we later discuss.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Books and Beans

The idea of having a study groups was initiated by Shin Peih, who obviously think that we need professional and serious help in our studies. After our trails (which sucked to the max), we had a few study groups with different people who require help in different subjects.

For me, Maths is a disaster. And obviously the twins are thinking the same lines with me. (At least they passed, while I flunked 3 times in a row). Shin Peih needed help in Biology, so I am there to give some of my tutelage. Ahem ahem...While Michelle wanted me to revise Chemistry with her. So we would arrange groups study in Starbucks, Coffee Bean or McDs.

One thing I loved about group studying is no matter what happened, we are still able to focus on our work. Although most of the time people said that they tend to do everything but studying, our group is different. When topics are slightly diverged, there will sure be someone who bring us back on track.

'OI. Shut up lah. Nobody's interested.'

Hence, back to the books.

In McDs, there will sure be a group of screaming kids disturbing the peace or another group of students doing everything but studying. The nightmare in Starbucks was when we sat in a place directly under the blasting speaker.

However, there is still a place where we loved to go, which is Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf in Desa Parkcity. The conditions are perfect: quiet, nice lighting, correct ambiance, nice view of a lake.......


In Coffee Bean, the atmosphere plus the coffee aroma which you can't smell here.


This is where we sit every week, except for the last where it was occupied.


The view of the lake during dusk. Nice eh? You can't find such a nice lake cum park in my neighbourhood. Envy those residents there. =D


And introducing Shin Peih as my Maths tutor. She's a Maths pro (which says that she scores nearly full marks in Maths)


And of course the very diligent twins, who are the ones who are truly dedicated to the preparation of the STPM exams.


The desperatos. The reason why the twins look taller are because they were sitting on chairs higher than our sofa. Which is not true in real life. XD no offence.


Scone and Ice Blended Coffee. The scone tasted bad but cost me 4 bucks excluding tax. WTF?! I rather have brownies in Secret Recipe using the same amount of money.


Today's brew of coffee. Viennese thingy. Last week was Brazil. Last week's was better. Today's coffee tasted like charcoal and it was stark cold before we could finish it.

Halfway doing our revision, Shin Peih cannot tahan and went and bought some donuts.

Big Apple is just nearby. If they had a suitable environment we would have gone there for our group studies because food there are more reasonably charged.


=0 Mess Mess Mess! But lucky today. Last week I spilled coffee all over the table while stirring.

Whatever it was, I still hope that whatever we did in the study groups can help us yeild better results during STPM. After spending my money on coffee in Coffee Bean every week, I really hope that it wouldn't be a mere waste, but rather a beneficial uptake of knowledge in presence of more able peers and a healthier environment.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

MUET Speaking Test

As we students were seen taking much of our time prowling books, revising for the exams, there was also another scene. Students practicing speaking in groups. As our MUET speaking exam drew nearer and nearer, tension is rising. Even those students with high levels of English proficiency were seen practicing. From doing one set per lesson, we have gone to the extent of practicing 4 sets of question per day, plus post mortem., even some groups reduced to staying back after school and practice.

It was until once the MUET teacher bellowed when she entered a class of students, heads down, talking at the top of their lungs.
‘Are you all really that bad? Aren’t you all tired of doing speaking?’

Nobody was amused. It was when Michelle snapped back, in a clear audible voice.
‘Yes. We need to practice. And we’re not good.’

And speaking of Michelle as one of those people with good English.

It was the exam today. Yesterday I went to bed and lay there for what it seem like hours. Yee May said she trashed in her bed non-stop, thinking about the exams. In the morning of the exam, nobody seem wanted to talk much. After the assembly, while the teacher was dismissing the others, she said clearly to the microphone:
‘Session 1 for today’s exam. Please proceed to the library.’

And feeling like my legs are made of marshmallow, I followed the mournful group.
The twins, Zi Qin and Michelle gave me thumbs up and shouted good luck to me. I wanted to thank them but my mouth went dry.

The library was cold, dingy, as one set of lights were broken, and quieter than usual. After the registration, we began to read our notes. Charis, who was unfortunately the first candidate for group one, was in a obvious nervous state. She was clutching her palms and her knuckles were white. When the examiners called for group one, her entire palm went icy cold.

Our group was the last for Session 1. Hence, plenty of time for revisions. I started the rule of speaking English but somebody will tend to break it with the maximum of 5 minutes. We read through notes for about half an hour and got fed up. Then we started talking and laughing, the exam temporarily out of our minds. Then Darryl started a game of exchanging identity cards, and we laughed at Boon Fei’s photo on the card, because he looked weird. And See Bee childhood version looked like a guy. A damn good looking guy. LOL. Next we ate sweets and chocolate and debated about Melamine in diary products. It was when the first group came out from the examination room, we came to the senses that we were still in quarantine, pending for exams.

Yee Toong and Yee May yelped in unision and started to prowl books over their heads. Charis was emerging from the room, looking like a camel. She caught my eye and signaled something, and I was about to catch it when the teacher stared at our direction. Helpless, she left.

Time trickled pass as groups began to flow out of the hall. By no time, only our group was left in the quarantine room. Except for uncontrollable urges for answering the call of nature, escorted by a determined Anita, the rest of the time was reasonably well spent. It was about two minutes left until the examination I began to feel real panic. I was reading the same sentence repeatedly for a few minutes, but nothing seems to go in. Boon Fei began to walk in rounds while mumbling to himself.

It was when the tinkle of the bell in the exam room went I jolted up and adrenaline began to numb my legs. After greeting the examiners unenthusiastically, we sat down and prepared for our task. It was about 5 seconds when I realized that was reading the wrong task.. The examiner pointed out. The question was (I can only remember it sounds like this because we’re not allowed to bring the paper out): The world has gone through a lot of changes. What are the changes in this world that bring to the changes in lifestyle? And for me candidate D, I was supposed to talk about modern medicine.

After preparing for two minutes, (I have only wrote two lines of words), Yee Toong started. She blurted and paused for the first 5 seconds. Even the examiner stopped and stared at her. Then the rest of it, she handled it ok. Boon Fei talked like a pro. Even Yee May can speak well. When it was my turn, I went blank. I crapped about diet schemes and supplements and suddenly had a bullshit idea about practicing it at work, so I blurted it out. And I regretted it instantly, because it sounds stupid and everyone stared at me as if I was mad. Then, I forgot the word anesthetic. I just kept thinking about painkillers and panadols and I can’t find the correct term. It was idiotic. I wanted to talk about productivity and human capital but I forgot the word. In the end of task A I was very pissed.

During task B I seized the chance and spoke my mind. Task B was almost impromptu and I am surprised it yielded better results than the prepared task A. As my confidence peaked I am able to carry out my thoughts in a more organized manner. After the discussion, we came to the conclusion that medicine had brought about the most drastic changes in human life. Although it’s not interactive enough as everybody keep their heads bent over their papers, and spoke in a unnaturally decent manner, with all those ‘sorry to interrupt’ crap. Since when we talked like that? We always yelled ‘shut up and listen’ to each other. But it’s already considered ok, as nobody went totally silent.

Walking out of the hall, I felt reasonably better, and relieved. Everyone agreed that we had excessive English and decided to talk loudly in Chinese. Relieved and happy that it’s over, I went back home.



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Saturday, October 18, 2008

Busy

Actually I have nothing to post recently so I posted this picture to keep my blog active. So that regualr readers would have something to read.
(Cheh~as if my blog will be greatly missed..Syok sendiri)


All these photos are taken with our Fujifilm Finepix ZS, with onlt 6.3 megapixels. I'm not saying that my photos are nice but it's already considered not bad. Sometimes it will produce blurred pictures even though my hand's not shaking. Talking like an amateur. Hmm Maybe should ask Jhen since she's a LOMOGRAPHER. Lomographer wheh~ Visit her blog via my link. Her photos are way cool.

Ahh..Not all photos are taken by me. The photos of bridges and a lake....and whatever that looks un-Malaysian are captured by I-dunno-who-but-most-probably-not-mum when Mum went to Australia last few months.

But I like the photo of the lorong captured after the rain.

Exams are approaching so I cannot really blog this often. And the stress level is peaking. ARGHH! This is due to a lot of school problems and all those pressure. And whatever comes around goes around. PHEFFF!