Hehe. It seems all too weird that I should start this post with Hehe. However, there is a reason. You want to know why? Because this blog has remained stagnant for some time now. So this is a little touch up I'm giving to this blog.
What outing? Oh yeah, the one all of us went to yesterday. The steamboat outing. I wonder why they call it steamboat, not that it resembles one (maybe lah if viewed from the side). Anyway, I'm certain this would be one of the many to come. Simply because the time spent together after a week of huff and puff is exceptional. As if in the past week, we were all emotionally detached into our own world of learning, oblivion to the happenings around. Then, it was the time where all things become unwound.
Me, am not a hard-core fan of steamboat, honestly speaking. But then again, it's not the steamboat which counts, it's the people. Humans are a sociable lot. Communication is the internet of human networking. That's what draws us together and that's what bonds us together. And I'm sure most of us who went to the steamboat, went not with the reason to dig in, but with the very reason to share an experience together, as friends and more than pals. To live and enjoy the moment that rarely we can find.
Come to think of it, wouldn't that make the chain of topic tests a blessing in disguise. All the hard work makes the outing really worthwhile. You carry within yourself the sense of release as you draw back from your hectic life and just ponder a moment on what really matters in life. I sincerely thank the organisers here, for this event. There is also another factor which I have to account for. I would not neglect the fact that all those present make it even more successful. Their efforts just to turn up speaks much of what they think and feel.
Indeed, the next thing I am anticipating for would be the second grand outing. We know not where it comes from, or where it goes from here, but we hold inside us with hope and joy.
The Cost Is Overshadowed By The Earnestness Of The Heart.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 21: The End Marks The Beginning
This would be the last of Volume 1 and maybe I'll stop posting in chapters. It seems all too cliche and plagiaristic. Anyway, this is the most appropriate time to write a post after so long a drought. Speaking of drought, it kind of links to this particular movie I just watched right before I started on this post. Well, if you are depending on ratings, it's very likely you won't want to watch this movie. But anyway, I watched it and I found it very inspiring and touching. It's the story's essence or the meaning behind which captures me.
Evan Almighty. So goes the title of the movie. Personally, I think the prequel, Bruce Almighty, was rather inferior compared to this sequel (well, it's not much of a sequel actually). Anyway, the reason for this would be the way the meaning is conveyed through the character. Well, we are very much like the main character- Evan Baxter. Always needing a push from God to get us moving.
The thing is, most of us won't know God's plan because we are humans. Precisely that! And more often than we'd like to admit, we frequently base our lives on our own plans. Saying that,"Wow! I've got this and that all lined up. They should work out like what I want." Hey, snap out of the dream. Life is more than that.
Another important thing which was highlighted is family bonds. This is the thing to treasure and I assure you, without this, life is nil, void of relations. Here goes an excerpt where Morgan Freeman, portraying God, says (1:01:24) to Joan Baxter (Lauren Graham)
"Let me ask you something.
If someone prays for patience,
you think God gives them patience?
Or does he give them
the opportunity to be patient?
If they pray for courage,
does God give them courage,
or does he give them opportunities
to be courageous?
If someone prayed
for their family to be closer,
you think God zaps them
with warm, fuzzy feelings?
Or does he give them opportunities
to love each other?"
I agree so. And if you are wondering why life is so miserable for you, why don't you grab those opportunities that God has given you?
I'm not trying to get all religious here, but that I felt like it's important for me to say this. Don't get me wrong, and I'm not trying to offend anybody.
Signing off from Volume 1..
With much regards!
Evan Almighty. So goes the title of the movie. Personally, I think the prequel, Bruce Almighty, was rather inferior compared to this sequel (well, it's not much of a sequel actually). Anyway, the reason for this would be the way the meaning is conveyed through the character. Well, we are very much like the main character- Evan Baxter. Always needing a push from God to get us moving.
The thing is, most of us won't know God's plan because we are humans. Precisely that! And more often than we'd like to admit, we frequently base our lives on our own plans. Saying that,"Wow! I've got this and that all lined up. They should work out like what I want." Hey, snap out of the dream. Life is more than that.
Another important thing which was highlighted is family bonds. This is the thing to treasure and I assure you, without this, life is nil, void of relations. Here goes an excerpt where Morgan Freeman, portraying God, says (1:01:24) to Joan Baxter (Lauren Graham)
"Let me ask you something.
If someone prays for patience,
you think God gives them patience?
Or does he give them
the opportunity to be patient?
If they pray for courage,
does God give them courage,
or does he give them opportunities
to be courageous?
If someone prayed
for their family to be closer,
you think God zaps them
with warm, fuzzy feelings?
Or does he give them opportunities
to love each other?"
I agree so. And if you are wondering why life is so miserable for you, why don't you grab those opportunities that God has given you?
I'm not trying to get all religious here, but that I felt like it's important for me to say this. Don't get me wrong, and I'm not trying to offend anybody.
Signing off from Volume 1..
With much regards!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 20: The Time Is Now (Part 2)
This is the second part to the previous post and I made it into two just to make it look short and not so boring. That poem was just only the appetizer, if you haven't read the previous one, scroll down and read Part 1 before proceeding with Part 2.
As you know, after reading through "The Most Beautiful Flower", I couldn't help but realise that it was tremendously written. So, I took the liberty of searching for more of her poems and I came across this one which inspired me to write this two part blog posts.
Here is the link to her website. Do read the poem below. And most of all, Happy Belated Father's Day.
(Before I proceed, do be advised that you might be touched...
As you know, after reading through "The Most Beautiful Flower", I couldn't help but realise that it was tremendously written. So, I took the liberty of searching for more of her poems and I came across this one which inspired me to write this two part blog posts.
Here is the link to her website. Do read the poem below. And most of all, Happy Belated Father's Day.
(Before I proceed, do be advised that you might be touched...
Daddy's Day
Her hair up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls
There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called, a student from the class
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching, for a man that wasn't there
"Where's her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out
"She probably doesn't have one." Another student dared to shout
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique
"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could be, with me on this day
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses, and he taught me to fly a kite
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing all alone
'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart"
With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star
And if he could he'd be here, but heavens just too far
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away"
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side
"I know you're with me daddy." To the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed
But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose
And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining bright star
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far
Cheryl Costello-Forshey ©2000
Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go
But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home
Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone
But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say
What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy's Day
But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone
And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home
But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls
There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet
Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called, a student from the class
To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed
At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare
Each of them were searching, for a man that wasn't there
"Where's her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out
"She probably doesn't have one." Another student dared to shout
And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say
"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends
And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin
And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak
And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique
"My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could be, with me on this day
And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know
All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so
He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike
He surprised me with pink roses, and he taught me to fly a kite
We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing all alone
'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart
I know because he told me, he'll forever be here in my heart"
With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest
Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears
Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years
For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life
Doing what was best for her, doing what was right
And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd
She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud
"I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star
And if he could he'd be here, but heavens just too far
But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away"
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day
And to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise
A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes
Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside
Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side
"I know you're with me daddy." To the silence she called out
And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt
Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed
But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose
And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining bright star
And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far
Cheryl Costello-Forshey ©2000
... to tears)
Volume 1; Chapter 19: The Time Is Now (Part 1)
It's about time I post something pleasant and appealing to readers of this blog and so far I haven't been able to come up with something nice, until now!
Father's Day just past a week ago and seeing that I wrote something about Mother's Day, it is well that I should pay my tribute to all fathers who have and had been so strong in bringing up their family. They are always there to lift up their children in times of need and most of all, being the fatherly figure we children look up to. Fathers are there to bring you through the rough and tough, are they not?
Just recently, we students of AUSMAT were asked to write poems. Now, poetry is not something that we all could easily grasp, because it more or less involves the sentimental side of our human nature, needing us to be in the MOMENT to really come to terms with the whole context. That's why when you are into a poem, it can be really overwhelming and intensely touching.
I was just surfing the net, and somehow when I googled the phrase "the most beautiful flower", the first search link which came out was a poem. Well, a poem with this title is certainly catchy and I followed the link!
The Most Beautiful Flower
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
and declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
"You're welcome,"he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
and appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
Cheryl Costello-Forshey (1998)
The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.
And if that weren't enough to ruin my day,
A young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with great excitement, "Look what I found!"
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all worn - not enough rain, or too little light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.
But instead of retreating he sat next to my side
And placed the flower to his nose
and declared with overacted surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."
The weed before me was dying or dead.
Not vibrant of colors: orange, yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached for the flower, and replied, "Just what I need."
But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind.
I heard my voice quiver; tears shone in the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
"You're welcome,"he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.
I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps from his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.
Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world; the problem was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind,
I vowed to see the beauty in life,
and appreciate every second that's mine.
And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose
And smiled as I watched that young boy,
another weed in his hand,
About to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.
Cheryl Costello-Forshey (1998)
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 18: Gloomy Mood
As humans, we are a socially connected bunch of creatures. Much as we wouldn't notice, our lives are very much interconnected with each others. Your surrounding influences the ambience and atmosphere. How people feel or carry themselves pretty much affect everyone else around each other.
Eg: A teacher walking into the classroom with a long face and starts teaching. Unknowingly at the same time, the teacher is carrying a huge patch of dark clouds into the room at the same time. Surely you don't expect the class to miss that, do you?
So, the "Gloomy Mood" title is suitable because it says that for all that is happening around us, we are pretty much influenced by those things.
This is just an observation of mine because everything seems so tuned down lately. Everything means students of AUSMAT. Haha.
A storm is brewing and people are getting ready to charge....
TO THE CINEMA for TRANSFORMERS 2!
Eg: A teacher walking into the classroom with a long face and starts teaching. Unknowingly at the same time, the teacher is carrying a huge patch of dark clouds into the room at the same time. Surely you don't expect the class to miss that, do you?
So, the "Gloomy Mood" title is suitable because it says that for all that is happening around us, we are pretty much influenced by those things.
This is just an observation of mine because everything seems so tuned down lately. Everything means students of AUSMAT. Haha.
A storm is brewing and people are getting ready to charge....
TO THE CINEMA for TRANSFORMERS 2!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 17: Time Factor - Sentimental Recollection
Why you know... I've not posted anything for some time now due to lack of ideas and all those exams. Nonetheless, I'm going to get down to business now.
I'm sure the thing on everyone's mind as they start this new semester is "We are already halfway there, aren't we?". Hey, you've got a point there, we are indeed halfway there. But don't you think it's somehow too fast or should I say, gone in a blink of an eye.
Whatever we did, we've done. Remember the first day you came to KBU? Everyone was crowding in the MPH (Multi-Purpose Hall, and what were you thinking?). Everyone looked so serious on that first day as if we were in the Colosseum, awaiting the battle to begin. Things were much different as days went by. Those first few day when we were here, everything seemed so unfamiliar and strange. Remember those strange moments you had with your roommates, those first encounters and lots more. I'm sure all of us have become good friends, inseparable and been through thick and thin.
Aren't we all in this together?
I remember the first day, very well indeed. A new experience, a new chapter, a new story altogether. Very pleasant yet so distant... I'm "stationed" at one of the student houses. On my way there, I passed huge houses which one could only dream of buying. The residential area looked like a maze, awaiting us to explore and conquer. And so we did. We roamed the area, scouting every nook and cranny, till we know the place through and through.
Some of us, fortunate ones, got to mingled and blended in well with some of the seniors, and we learned a great deal from them. What did we learn? Well, for starters, we got info on whatever there is to know about AUSMAT and of course not forgetting the Lecturers. Haha... They certainly had a lot of comments about them, but I ain't revealing nothing here, mate!
Ok, what's next? .....
....
How about the way we felt about college especially for those who first entered college? Initially, I thought studies would be hectic and you know, different from secondary school. Well, all I can say is college life is certainly different, perhaps in terms of personal freedom and stuffs like that. But the same thing is that we are still studying... That would certainly rate better than having to work :)
Then, the real battle of yesteryear that we fought would be IELTS. And yeah, AUSMAT packs more of a punch due to those 5 subjects all of us have to take. But remember last year? We sat for IELTS like only for 2 days, and it's holiday... All of us, eagerly anticipating the trip home, while some of us, had something which held us back. It was a moment of mixed feeling which would be felt soon again- in November when we finish TEE. You get so used to BU that you become "institutionalized". Going back would mean leaving something behind just like when you were leaving your hometown and heading to KBU during that first day, remember?
And there it was, half a year gone just like that.
After 5 months of huff and puff, we are here! Right after the break, and everyone should be refreshed for the new semester, or are we still in the mood? Around this time last year, everyone of us were busy getting the documents done with and a year has passed since then, and now the juniors are coming. Did I hear a smirk? Ya you right there! I believe most of us are anticipating the coming of the new batch of students, it'll be like them in our shoes last year. All of them being so new to this place, I'm beginning to feel the "superiority" in the air. Muahaha....
But, wait a minute. It'll mean we are drawing near to the day we have been working towards. And it will come soon enough even before you know it. As always time is the factor.
It passes too fast and you are already 19+ . No more childhood but only memories for y'all. And with this, all is ended... Except for hope! Haha..
Tick Tock, ...
I'm sure the thing on everyone's mind as they start this new semester is "We are already halfway there, aren't we?". Hey, you've got a point there, we are indeed halfway there. But don't you think it's somehow too fast or should I say, gone in a blink of an eye.
Whatever we did, we've done. Remember the first day you came to KBU? Everyone was crowding in the MPH (Multi-Purpose Hall, and what were you thinking?). Everyone looked so serious on that first day as if we were in the Colosseum, awaiting the battle to begin. Things were much different as days went by. Those first few day when we were here, everything seemed so unfamiliar and strange. Remember those strange moments you had with your roommates, those first encounters and lots more. I'm sure all of us have become good friends, inseparable and been through thick and thin.
Aren't we all in this together?
I remember the first day, very well indeed. A new experience, a new chapter, a new story altogether. Very pleasant yet so distant... I'm "stationed" at one of the student houses. On my way there, I passed huge houses which one could only dream of buying. The residential area looked like a maze, awaiting us to explore and conquer. And so we did. We roamed the area, scouting every nook and cranny, till we know the place through and through.
Some of us, fortunate ones, got to mingled and blended in well with some of the seniors, and we learned a great deal from them. What did we learn? Well, for starters, we got info on whatever there is to know about AUSMAT and of course not forgetting the Lecturers. Haha... They certainly had a lot of comments about them, but I ain't revealing nothing here, mate!
Ok, what's next? .....
....
How about the way we felt about college especially for those who first entered college? Initially, I thought studies would be hectic and you know, different from secondary school. Well, all I can say is college life is certainly different, perhaps in terms of personal freedom and stuffs like that. But the same thing is that we are still studying... That would certainly rate better than having to work :)
Then, the real battle of yesteryear that we fought would be IELTS. And yeah, AUSMAT packs more of a punch due to those 5 subjects all of us have to take. But remember last year? We sat for IELTS like only for 2 days, and it's holiday... All of us, eagerly anticipating the trip home, while some of us, had something which held us back. It was a moment of mixed feeling which would be felt soon again- in November when we finish TEE. You get so used to BU that you become "institutionalized". Going back would mean leaving something behind just like when you were leaving your hometown and heading to KBU during that first day, remember?
And there it was, half a year gone just like that.
After 5 months of huff and puff, we are here! Right after the break, and everyone should be refreshed for the new semester, or are we still in the mood? Around this time last year, everyone of us were busy getting the documents done with and a year has passed since then, and now the juniors are coming. Did I hear a smirk? Ya you right there! I believe most of us are anticipating the coming of the new batch of students, it'll be like them in our shoes last year. All of them being so new to this place, I'm beginning to feel the "superiority" in the air. Muahaha....
But, wait a minute. It'll mean we are drawing near to the day we have been working towards. And it will come soon enough even before you know it. As always time is the factor.
It passes too fast and you are already 19+ . No more childhood but only memories for y'all. And with this, all is ended... Except for hope! Haha..
Tick Tock, ...
Monday, June 8, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 16: Techno dependency
Have you ever had such a bad day in which every piece of technology fails before you? Perhaps not all technology but how about just your handphone and your laptop or pc? I bet you'll go haywire and panic stricken. That happened to me! on 25th May 2009. Speaking of coincidence...
On that morning itself, my laptop's display was blank although hard disk was running. To add to that, my handphone could not make outgoing calls or sms for that matter. Terrible. It left me so disgusted that I couldn't do anything that morning, could not even begin my revision...
What does this show? Well, simple. It shows that without technology, we simply can't do things. Imagine waking up one morning and everything is manual labour with nothing to assist you. You have no stove, you build fire. You have no car, you walk to work. You have no laptop, you write. You have no handphones, you find people to convey information.
It would seem pathetic. That's why, should technology really fail one day, by all means anticipate the worst. Chaos in a systematic world.
Therefore, learn to live like you're in the stone age...
On that morning itself, my laptop's display was blank although hard disk was running. To add to that, my handphone could not make outgoing calls or sms for that matter. Terrible. It left me so disgusted that I couldn't do anything that morning, could not even begin my revision...
What does this show? Well, simple. It shows that without technology, we simply can't do things. Imagine waking up one morning and everything is manual labour with nothing to assist you. You have no stove, you build fire. You have no car, you walk to work. You have no laptop, you write. You have no handphones, you find people to convey information.
It would seem pathetic. That's why, should technology really fail one day, by all means anticipate the worst. Chaos in a systematic world.
Therefore, learn to live like you're in the stone age...
Just a thought.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 15: A Special Tribute To All MOTHERS; My Mother
I've been waiting for a couple of days now to write this post. I had it in my mind before this and planned to write it today, so now is the time. As I begin, I am actually very excited and nervous, mainly because I am very happy and very apprehensive (don't know of what). So here goes...
Remember that I wrote in the previous post that I am going to talk about LOVE which is so overwhelming. It brings not only the connotation of you know..., but it also refers to the unconditional care given to us by the noblest profession of all - MOTHERS. To tell you the truth, today's Mother's Day is one of the most different of all. Why? Today is the first time I am not by my mother's side, celebrating Mother's Day with her. Even as I write now, she is probably being treated to a scrumptious dinner by my family back in Penang. Oh, how I wish to be there, but circumstances are unforgiving.
Actually, it isn't that bad being away from her this time around. Now, don't get me wrong. I love her of course. What I'm saying is that Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder. Today, I feel like I want to be with her more than ever because I had not have the chance to see her for a long time already.
Let me just recount the events today which touched my heart a little. Today, I went to church and there was this celebration of Mother's Day. Well, it's not really a celebration but more of a recognition that today is a special day. So, the sermon was preached and at the end, children (of any ages) were asked to go to their mothers and stand by their mother's side while clutching their hands or embracing them. The Pastor was going to say a prayer for all of those who were standing and as you may know, my mother is not with me. She is in Penang. A sense of loneliness, distance and gloom took over me for a while and I was moved. Tear dangled on my lids and I suddenly realised how precious were the moments when I was with her.
Allow me to reminisce this story which you might find interesting. I remembered the day when I was a young child, probably still in my kindergarten years, around 4-5 years old. That memory is still vivid in my mind although the whole incident was a little blurry, because I was still young then. However, it is significant enough to leave a deep impression in me. You see, during my younger years, my mother brought me along to the market to buy stuffs for lunch and dinner because no one was at home (my father would be working while my brother is studying).
In one of those mornings which I followed her, a very eventful thing happened. I remembered I was holding on to my mother's shirt while she was buying some fish (if I'm not mistaken) from one of the stalls. Then, out of a sudden, my hands were not holding her anymore. I tried looking for her among the people crowding at the stall, I couldn't find her. I don't even notice what was the colour of her shirt. I started to panic and all at the same time, I was crying. Mind you, I was only 4 or 5 years old. Who wouldn't cry when you can see no familiar faces in a sea of strangers?
The next thing I remembered was me standing beside the road (probably wandered off ; the market is a street market) and an old lady trying hard to comfort me. Thank God that there is still a good Samaritan like her willing to help me. But, all I knew was how to cry and I wasn't able to answer her questions about where my mother is. Thankfully, my mother found me after searching frantically for a while which I am certain would have given her the scare of her life. Then, we were finally united. Years later, when I grew up, my mother filled me in on part of the details on how I got lost in the market and now I am telling you all that I know.
I am sure that every mother would take priority in her child no matter what happens because they are still her children and no sane mother would forsake a child.
I can gladly say that today is a joyous day for me because I get to re-experience and relive those moments. (It's not that I only think of it during Mother's Day) Somehow, Mother's Day makes things more special. Everything looks so blissful today in my eyes. Not a worry, not a sorrow, but all goodness is what I felt throughout the day.
Love is something special, something which when given unconditionally, brings joy to both the giver and the recipient. Love can at times be an Achilles heel, causing us to give in easily without hesitation nor struggle, for it can be too compelling at times. For all we know, Love remains a mystery that we can't understand intellectually, but rather can be experienced emotionally.
Here's a link to a very meaningful video clip that I've personally enjoyed very much. I am deeply touched when I watched it, so go ahead, let your feelings flow... http://u.nu/4vm4 (let it finish loading before you watch it)
Allow me to quote some meaningful quotes I read from the newspapers:
The Star-"A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary." (Dorothy Canfield Fisher)
The Sun- "The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness." (Honore de Balzac)
All that I can say is this,
For in her absence,
I felt her loving presence.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.....
Remember that I wrote in the previous post that I am going to talk about LOVE which is so overwhelming. It brings not only the connotation of you know..., but it also refers to the unconditional care given to us by the noblest profession of all - MOTHERS. To tell you the truth, today's Mother's Day is one of the most different of all. Why? Today is the first time I am not by my mother's side, celebrating Mother's Day with her. Even as I write now, she is probably being treated to a scrumptious dinner by my family back in Penang. Oh, how I wish to be there, but circumstances are unforgiving.
Actually, it isn't that bad being away from her this time around. Now, don't get me wrong. I love her of course. What I'm saying is that Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder. Today, I feel like I want to be with her more than ever because I had not have the chance to see her for a long time already.
Let me just recount the events today which touched my heart a little. Today, I went to church and there was this celebration of Mother's Day. Well, it's not really a celebration but more of a recognition that today is a special day. So, the sermon was preached and at the end, children (of any ages) were asked to go to their mothers and stand by their mother's side while clutching their hands or embracing them. The Pastor was going to say a prayer for all of those who were standing and as you may know, my mother is not with me. She is in Penang. A sense of loneliness, distance and gloom took over me for a while and I was moved. Tear dangled on my lids and I suddenly realised how precious were the moments when I was with her.
Allow me to reminisce this story which you might find interesting. I remembered the day when I was a young child, probably still in my kindergarten years, around 4-5 years old. That memory is still vivid in my mind although the whole incident was a little blurry, because I was still young then. However, it is significant enough to leave a deep impression in me. You see, during my younger years, my mother brought me along to the market to buy stuffs for lunch and dinner because no one was at home (my father would be working while my brother is studying).
In one of those mornings which I followed her, a very eventful thing happened. I remembered I was holding on to my mother's shirt while she was buying some fish (if I'm not mistaken) from one of the stalls. Then, out of a sudden, my hands were not holding her anymore. I tried looking for her among the people crowding at the stall, I couldn't find her. I don't even notice what was the colour of her shirt. I started to panic and all at the same time, I was crying. Mind you, I was only 4 or 5 years old. Who wouldn't cry when you can see no familiar faces in a sea of strangers?
The next thing I remembered was me standing beside the road (probably wandered off ; the market is a street market) and an old lady trying hard to comfort me. Thank God that there is still a good Samaritan like her willing to help me. But, all I knew was how to cry and I wasn't able to answer her questions about where my mother is. Thankfully, my mother found me after searching frantically for a while which I am certain would have given her the scare of her life. Then, we were finally united. Years later, when I grew up, my mother filled me in on part of the details on how I got lost in the market and now I am telling you all that I know.
I am sure that every mother would take priority in her child no matter what happens because they are still her children and no sane mother would forsake a child.
I can gladly say that today is a joyous day for me because I get to re-experience and relive those moments. (It's not that I only think of it during Mother's Day) Somehow, Mother's Day makes things more special. Everything looks so blissful today in my eyes. Not a worry, not a sorrow, but all goodness is what I felt throughout the day.
Love is something special, something which when given unconditionally, brings joy to both the giver and the recipient. Love can at times be an Achilles heel, causing us to give in easily without hesitation nor struggle, for it can be too compelling at times. For all we know, Love remains a mystery that we can't understand intellectually, but rather can be experienced emotionally.
Here's a link to a very meaningful video clip that I've personally enjoyed very much. I am deeply touched when I watched it, so go ahead, let your feelings flow... http://u.nu/4vm4 (let it finish loading before you watch it)
Allow me to quote some meaningful quotes I read from the newspapers:
The Star-"A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary." (Dorothy Canfield Fisher)
The Sun- "The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness." (Honore de Balzac)
All that I can say is this,
For in her absence,
I felt her loving presence.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.....
Friday, May 8, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 14: CLuMsY
Ah, finally this page has loaded. The Internet line in the college actually sucks... Can't believe it. Anyway, this post is not meant to complain about Internet and stuffs, but I am here to tell you a little anecdote which you may find very amusing or otherwise... =.=
You know, sometimes when I am nervous, my senses really lightens up to the extent that I am observant and making things up in my mind. However, at the same time, I can get very blurry. Just about at 11.30 am this morning in KBU, I was actually planning to refuel my car at the nearby petrol kiosk. So out I went, walking towards my car parked beside the field. Tried pressing my central locking to unlock the car, but heh, something must be wrong. It's not working.
Double-check again. Yes, it is my car, but why is it not unlocking. Batteries of the remote had just been changed several weeks ago, so that shouldn't be the reason. So I keep on trying but it still didn't work until I heard a very faint sound of the car's unlocking sound. Oops... Gosh... Battery's flat as it seems. Here am I, feeling so helpless as I checked my car. Unbelievable, do you know what I discovered? My headlights were turned on and I didn't even notice it. Thinking back, I must have turned it on when I was driving to college this morning and it must have been an involuntary action that I switched on the headlights. Who would have switched on the lights during the broad daylight unless of course.............you are riding a motorbike!
The first thing that came to my mind is to call up my dad. Well, he is the only one who could advice me now, especially on something relating to the car. Well, he was really helpful and I'm glad I called. He said he will contact my aunt who is staying in PJ to help me out. So she did, where she got to a mechanic to come to KBU and replace the lifeless car battery. The process of changing battery took not more than 5 minutes but the little incident was way out of my league. Honestly speaking, I'm still getting used to all this stuff about cars and parts.
Haha...
Who would have thought, right? I must have been dreaming since last night after going out and coming back that I couldn't even act rightly.
Well, that's all for my little anecdote. Just one small event in this whole big universe of events. I'm just but a subset, as Ms. K___ would put it, so often....
Next post would be on LOVE which is so overwhelming. So anticipate anything but everything. Adios... Merci...
You know, sometimes when I am nervous, my senses really lightens up to the extent that I am observant and making things up in my mind. However, at the same time, I can get very blurry. Just about at 11.30 am this morning in KBU, I was actually planning to refuel my car at the nearby petrol kiosk. So out I went, walking towards my car parked beside the field. Tried pressing my central locking to unlock the car, but heh, something must be wrong. It's not working.
Double-check again. Yes, it is my car, but why is it not unlocking. Batteries of the remote had just been changed several weeks ago, so that shouldn't be the reason. So I keep on trying but it still didn't work until I heard a very faint sound of the car's unlocking sound. Oops... Gosh... Battery's flat as it seems. Here am I, feeling so helpless as I checked my car. Unbelievable, do you know what I discovered? My headlights were turned on and I didn't even notice it. Thinking back, I must have turned it on when I was driving to college this morning and it must have been an involuntary action that I switched on the headlights. Who would have switched on the lights during the broad daylight unless of course.............you are riding a motorbike!
The first thing that came to my mind is to call up my dad. Well, he is the only one who could advice me now, especially on something relating to the car. Well, he was really helpful and I'm glad I called. He said he will contact my aunt who is staying in PJ to help me out. So she did, where she got to a mechanic to come to KBU and replace the lifeless car battery. The process of changing battery took not more than 5 minutes but the little incident was way out of my league. Honestly speaking, I'm still getting used to all this stuff about cars and parts.
Haha...
Who would have thought, right? I must have been dreaming since last night after going out and coming back that I couldn't even act rightly.
Well, that's all for my little anecdote. Just one small event in this whole big universe of events. I'm just but a subset, as Ms. K___ would put it, so often....
Next post would be on LOVE which is so overwhelming. So anticipate anything but everything. Adios... Merci...
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 13: Claws of Adamantium
Boy, am I excited now. Totally hyped up since after (to the extent that I am writing my feelings down now). Whoah... Blew me off! My commendations for it. Good job, you make my day worthwhile.
Now lets not get ahead of ourselves here. Today is a day which is one of its kind. Mind you, no exaggeration here. Although I must admit it was a hectic day filled with doubts and weariness. We started off with an English essay assessment in class which drained up most my energy, and adding to that is the 100m dash during the App Math class (another App Math class tomorrow, sigh. No offense Ms. K). The lessons are quick and swift. I'm sure many would agree to that. To add to that, we had 3 hours of Physics lesson in the afternoon.
Evening was approaching and I was really wondering whether today would be my day. Well somehow, a chain of events led by God, perhaps, ensured everything happened accordingly. Not a single flaw unless I choose to look a gift horse in the mouth. But, why would I wanna ruin my day. So I played along....
So many things to be learned in one day, I was absolutely looking forward to this evening's night out. Gone away are my worries and yearnings. Why/? It's X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I've been waiting eagerly for this moment since purchasing the tickets yesterday. I can't say that I was expecting a lot from it but all I wished was that it would be a decent movie. And guess what, it turned out superb, or at least for me because the ratings are not really high for this movie. Nevertheless, I enjoyed it throughout. It is one of the moments to savour in the cinema which I wouldn't forget.
Hence, I will not be sparing at this. It is worth 9.5 out of 10 for giving such rare satisfaction that I can find from a movie. Very well done. I dunno about you guys out there, but I recommend you this movie. X-Men rocks!!!
Now lets not get ahead of ourselves here. Today is a day which is one of its kind. Mind you, no exaggeration here. Although I must admit it was a hectic day filled with doubts and weariness. We started off with an English essay assessment in class which drained up most my energy, and adding to that is the 100m dash during the App Math class (another App Math class tomorrow, sigh. No offense Ms. K). The lessons are quick and swift. I'm sure many would agree to that. To add to that, we had 3 hours of Physics lesson in the afternoon.
Evening was approaching and I was really wondering whether today would be my day. Well somehow, a chain of events led by God, perhaps, ensured everything happened accordingly. Not a single flaw unless I choose to look a gift horse in the mouth. But, why would I wanna ruin my day. So I played along....
So many things to be learned in one day, I was absolutely looking forward to this evening's night out. Gone away are my worries and yearnings. Why/? It's X-Men Origins: Wolverine. I've been waiting eagerly for this moment since purchasing the tickets yesterday. I can't say that I was expecting a lot from it but all I wished was that it would be a decent movie. And guess what, it turned out superb, or at least for me because the ratings are not really high for this movie. Nevertheless, I enjoyed it throughout. It is one of the moments to savour in the cinema which I wouldn't forget.
Hence, I will not be sparing at this. It is worth 9.5 out of 10 for giving such rare satisfaction that I can find from a movie. Very well done. I dunno about you guys out there, but I recommend you this movie. X-Men rocks!!!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 12: Houston, We are touching down
As I write, I'm leeching off someone else's Internet network. I am sure there's a good reason they don't secure it. Anyway, I recalled something nice which happened this past week and it felt too good to be true. Let's just hope that it isn't ruined by the outcome of it.
Due to some unforseen circumstances, our Ap. test had to be brought forward to Wednesday, which means we would again be the guinea pigs the second time around after the previous Chemistry test. Well, the day started off with EALD lesson where we learnt about argumentative essay writing. A thing that I must say about this lesson is that it's very insightful. Though a lot of things were cramp in the 2 hours session, I just felt like there was a stream of confidence running through me when I learned about whatever that was taught.
I must say I've never enjoyed EALD like this for quite sometime back. It was really exquisitely refreshing. Next up, we learned about pun. Allow me to exemplify,
Got you there, didn't it?
Followed by EALD was Ap. test. Haha, probably I didn't get warmed up enough that when it started, I was so shaky that I was staring at the question over and over for some time there. This just shows that pre-match warm up is just as important, doesn't it?
Throughout this day, everything happened to the best, or perhaps not everything. But the thing is this, sometimes you feel the day is made for you because you chose to make it your day instead of letting the day make you. Then, the DAY would be yours to savour.
Due to some unforseen circumstances, our Ap. test had to be brought forward to Wednesday, which means we would again be the guinea pigs the second time around after the previous Chemistry test. Well, the day started off with EALD lesson where we learnt about argumentative essay writing. A thing that I must say about this lesson is that it's very insightful. Though a lot of things were cramp in the 2 hours session, I just felt like there was a stream of confidence running through me when I learned about whatever that was taught.
I must say I've never enjoyed EALD like this for quite sometime back. It was really exquisitely refreshing. Next up, we learned about pun. Allow me to exemplify,
Girl: If you love me so much, would you die for me ?
Guy: My love is undying love.
Got you there, didn't it?
Followed by EALD was Ap. test. Haha, probably I didn't get warmed up enough that when it started, I was so shaky that I was staring at the question over and over for some time there. This just shows that pre-match warm up is just as important, doesn't it?
Throughout this day, everything happened to the best, or perhaps not everything. But the thing is this, sometimes you feel the day is made for you because you chose to make it your day instead of letting the day make you. Then, the DAY would be yours to savour.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 11: Humanity Calls
It's the time of the week where I've finally found some ideas and inspiration on what to write on. Anyone here a Bon Jovi fan or likes his songs. I must admit I like some of his songs. Some of them are very meaningful, eg. "Welcome to wherever you are". Anyways, life is waiting. Either you take it on or see it pass. However, I'm not going to talk about life this time around. I am currently in a dilemma of either to embrace it or to postpone it. Thinking of it makes my head crack, you know...
So let's move on. I've been watching a TV series-"Smallville" for the past few weeks and the more I watch, the more intriguing it gets. What's so intriguing, you asked? Well, the more I see CK in action the more he reminds me of the true meaning of humanity. Frankly, I've wished to be like CK in many ways, to have his abilities and to be a hero like him. But all of us don't have these abilities because (we are not from the planet Krypton, hehe..) probably we're just not meant to have them. Who knows what will happen to us where we are taken over by the greed for these abilities and use them for no good although we may think we'll be heroes when we are without the abilities. We are but humans, right? Nonetheless, that shouldn't be hindering us from be an everyday hero.
Even CK himself proved to be a hero when he temporary lost his abilities (yeah, just like HIRO NAKAMURA). He tried to save his friends and he always sacrificially takes the blame upon himself although it's not his fault at all, because he feels responsible to be there for everyone. That's the spirit of a hero which I hope could be embodied in me. Be there for everyone. So, where was I? Ya, an everyday hero. You don't have to be superhuman to be able to help. Everything little action counts and that's what is important, ain't it so?
That's why I am so fond of this series. There's just so many elements revolving around what we face each day and it seems real at times. Maybe afterall, CK is a symbol of the capacity in each of us to have a heart of gold, even to the slightest bit. Well done. No wonder the world assumes that they need a Superman, because most of the times, we just don't see him around where in fact it's us who are too naive and in denial to notice him. Just open your eyes, and you'll see. But that certainly comes with your everyday Lex Luthor. So don't expect a bed of roses. Nevertheless, life triumphs, doesn't it?
Well, most people are away today at the summer camp. Come to think of it, I'm starting to feel a bit wasted that I let this opportunity slip pass, just like a golden chance to equalise yet failed. However, circumstances are very compelling. So I'll just have to make up to this some other time. "Mark my words, muahahhaaha....". No, seriously, I'm not firing blanks here.
Perhaps there are more things that I can talk on, but that'll be all for now, I guess. Thanks for reading and comprehending. The world already has a Clark Kent. You just need to look harder.
Flying off.
p.s. : Should anyone be interested in the series I mentioned, don't be shy to ask about it. I'm glad to offer my assistance. "Redeemer-Nicole C. Mullen", another nice song. *Humanity is different from life, just in case you think I am contradicting myself*
So let's move on. I've been watching a TV series-"Smallville" for the past few weeks and the more I watch, the more intriguing it gets. What's so intriguing, you asked? Well, the more I see CK in action the more he reminds me of the true meaning of humanity. Frankly, I've wished to be like CK in many ways, to have his abilities and to be a hero like him. But all of us don't have these abilities because (we are not from the planet Krypton, hehe..) probably we're just not meant to have them. Who knows what will happen to us where we are taken over by the greed for these abilities and use them for no good although we may think we'll be heroes when we are without the abilities. We are but humans, right? Nonetheless, that shouldn't be hindering us from be an everyday hero.
Even CK himself proved to be a hero when he temporary lost his abilities (yeah, just like HIRO NAKAMURA). He tried to save his friends and he always sacrificially takes the blame upon himself although it's not his fault at all, because he feels responsible to be there for everyone. That's the spirit of a hero which I hope could be embodied in me. Be there for everyone. So, where was I? Ya, an everyday hero. You don't have to be superhuman to be able to help. Everything little action counts and that's what is important, ain't it so?
That's why I am so fond of this series. There's just so many elements revolving around what we face each day and it seems real at times. Maybe afterall, CK is a symbol of the capacity in each of us to have a heart of gold, even to the slightest bit. Well done. No wonder the world assumes that they need a Superman, because most of the times, we just don't see him around where in fact it's us who are too naive and in denial to notice him. Just open your eyes, and you'll see. But that certainly comes with your everyday Lex Luthor. So don't expect a bed of roses. Nevertheless, life triumphs, doesn't it?
Well, most people are away today at the summer camp. Come to think of it, I'm starting to feel a bit wasted that I let this opportunity slip pass, just like a golden chance to equalise yet failed. However, circumstances are very compelling. So I'll just have to make up to this some other time. "Mark my words, muahahhaaha....". No, seriously, I'm not firing blanks here.
Perhaps there are more things that I can talk on, but that'll be all for now, I guess. Thanks for reading and comprehending. The world already has a Clark Kent. You just need to look harder.
Flying off.
p.s. : Should anyone be interested in the series I mentioned, don't be shy to ask about it. I'm glad to offer my assistance. "Redeemer-Nicole C. Mullen", another nice song. *Humanity is different from life, just in case you think I am contradicting myself*
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 10: Yet Life Triumphs
We can never deny the fact that human spirit is what drives humanity forward. What brought us together will also bring us forward. Life itself when met with oncoming obstacles, tries to muster every ounce of energy from the surrounding to overcome it. Where does this energy come from? It must be from an interconnected web of relationships, connections, bonds, etc. , don't you think so?
Life triumphs when... we have a hope to hold on to, someone dearly which we won't want to leave just yet. It's just that undescribable force which pushes us onwards and forward
Life triumphs when... we have a hope to hold on to, someone dearly which we won't want to leave just yet. It's just that undescribable force which pushes us onwards and forward
Volume 1; Chapter 9: The Fragility of Life
A blog is a place where you reveal your thoughts to the world. i have this urge to tell the truth to all of you people out there. But before that, i would like to make a sincere public apology to all my friends whom i've hurt probably through my actions or my attitude. i am a person who speaks little. Sorry that it has turned out to be this way.
Today at approximately 12:00 am, we were cycling around our neighbourhood. Reason being to get some air before we call it a day after mulling over Chemistry. Test is on this very morning itself. There was this BMX sports bike, and it has this extended pair of platform or something protruding from the sides of the wheels. It was just meant to be for fun that one of us would cycle while the other to stand behind. No one thought of the danger it could pose nor foresee what was to come. What happened next was one which made me very regretful and remorseful in all these years.
We were going down a slope with gaining speed, and there was this road bump ahead of us. i thought perhaps we could navigate pass it smoothly, but it wasn't meant to be. Just as the front wheel hit the bump, the front lifted and and as the back wheel does so too, i was jolted from my footing. i lost my step on the protruding platform and my weight shifted towards the cyclist. Coming at high speed against a bump caused the bike to lose its balance too. Added with my unbalanced weight, it started to wobble and as soon as it happened, the bike fell to the right. That moment, insticnt had me to grab on to something, and the few tenths of a second in which everything occured seemed like a long time...
Gravity took over, and we fell sideways onto the tarred road. my hands braced for impact but someone was in front of me. my full weight was added to his, and he had it head on. my fall was cushioned which i rather not have, but instead wished to be apart from him. Not what i wanted. i think he wasn't able to block the fall with his hand as i was behind.
Got ourselves up, me with minor scratches, but him, it looked serious. The subsequent chain of events were traumatic to me in a sense. We walked to 1-4-2, tried cleaning up the injuries. Then, he had slowly drifted into subconsiouness. Assistance arrived and it was chaotic (to me probably). Checked out the first 2 "medical centre" which weren't able to offer much help till adult supervision came to the fore. We went to the 3rd hospital and he got admitted for observations.
Throughout this time, i was silent, more of guilt and shock. i am really sorry this had to happen. i felt like the events which happened deeply involves me, as if i am part of it and not out of it. It is just unthinkable to see this happened especially to such a good friend.
Hereby, i plea that anyone out there to not make up rumours or even jump to their own conclusion without looking at the big picture. Empathy is what we should have. i honestly regret it.
Last post, i wrote on the mystery of life, now it seems like life itself too is delicate. Got me thinking for a while there, life certainly is precious. It may seem long but you can't deny that it's short. Perhaps, we should really treasure all the moments we have here before we part ways to our own future careers. Be a friend even to those who are despised and maybe one day you are going to reap the rewards in unimaginable ways.
Today at approximately 12:00 am, we were cycling around our neighbourhood. Reason being to get some air before we call it a day after mulling over Chemistry. Test is on this very morning itself. There was this BMX sports bike, and it has this extended pair of platform or something protruding from the sides of the wheels. It was just meant to be for fun that one of us would cycle while the other to stand behind. No one thought of the danger it could pose nor foresee what was to come. What happened next was one which made me very regretful and remorseful in all these years.
We were going down a slope with gaining speed, and there was this road bump ahead of us. i thought perhaps we could navigate pass it smoothly, but it wasn't meant to be. Just as the front wheel hit the bump, the front lifted and and as the back wheel does so too, i was jolted from my footing. i lost my step on the protruding platform and my weight shifted towards the cyclist. Coming at high speed against a bump caused the bike to lose its balance too. Added with my unbalanced weight, it started to wobble and as soon as it happened, the bike fell to the right. That moment, insticnt had me to grab on to something, and the few tenths of a second in which everything occured seemed like a long time...
Gravity took over, and we fell sideways onto the tarred road. my hands braced for impact but someone was in front of me. my full weight was added to his, and he had it head on. my fall was cushioned which i rather not have, but instead wished to be apart from him. Not what i wanted. i think he wasn't able to block the fall with his hand as i was behind.
Got ourselves up, me with minor scratches, but him, it looked serious. The subsequent chain of events were traumatic to me in a sense. We walked to 1-4-2, tried cleaning up the injuries. Then, he had slowly drifted into subconsiouness. Assistance arrived and it was chaotic (to me probably). Checked out the first 2 "medical centre" which weren't able to offer much help till adult supervision came to the fore. We went to the 3rd hospital and he got admitted for observations.
Throughout this time, i was silent, more of guilt and shock. i am really sorry this had to happen. i felt like the events which happened deeply involves me, as if i am part of it and not out of it. It is just unthinkable to see this happened especially to such a good friend.
Hereby, i plea that anyone out there to not make up rumours or even jump to their own conclusion without looking at the big picture. Empathy is what we should have. i honestly regret it.
Last post, i wrote on the mystery of life, now it seems like life itself too is delicate. Got me thinking for a while there, life certainly is precious. It may seem long but you can't deny that it's short. Perhaps, we should really treasure all the moments we have here before we part ways to our own future careers. Be a friend even to those who are despised and maybe one day you are going to reap the rewards in unimaginable ways.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 8: The Enigmatic Life Journey
A period of silence precedes a period of upheaval. A time gone is a time to treasure. So many things in life, such mystery, such agony, such thrill, such excitement, we ourselves who understand Sciences yet can't define our very own existence...
It is said that human conquer this world. Yet we know not what holds in front of us. How paradoxical, what an irony!
Ennui(a word I learnt from Yes Man) fills the air lately. The thrill of fulfillment is so hastily replaced by emptiness of the senses. I know not how to explain it. It's just different from what I've experienced before. Is it grieve? I tend not to think so. Is it a yearning unquenched? I can't say for sure. How about love? Why would that even come up on my mind. What about the problems that weigh me down? Do I have any...?
Perhaps the void is created by circumstances, where putting myself in it leads me to think from it rather than out of it. If it is so, then setting my foot out from the circle should help. Maybe so. Isn't it strange that humans are just so different from any other beings. You come to realise that we are civilized and we think rationally. Still, most of our actions are so frequently governed by emotions rather than calculated moves. Do we consider it similar to instinct? I prefer to say they are two different things, because that is what makes us distinct, isn't it?
Life is weird, it is a labyrinth. We can only see so far before a bend, or even a chicane confronts us. Then, what do we do? Do we take it head on or manoeuvre pass it or even hit the reverse gear. There is only so much we can tell until the day comes.
Till then, God help us....
It is said that human conquer this world. Yet we know not what holds in front of us. How paradoxical, what an irony!
Ennui(a word I learnt from Yes Man) fills the air lately. The thrill of fulfillment is so hastily replaced by emptiness of the senses. I know not how to explain it. It's just different from what I've experienced before. Is it grieve? I tend not to think so. Is it a yearning unquenched? I can't say for sure. How about love? Why would that even come up on my mind. What about the problems that weigh me down? Do I have any...?
Perhaps the void is created by circumstances, where putting myself in it leads me to think from it rather than out of it. If it is so, then setting my foot out from the circle should help. Maybe so. Isn't it strange that humans are just so different from any other beings. You come to realise that we are civilized and we think rationally. Still, most of our actions are so frequently governed by emotions rather than calculated moves. Do we consider it similar to instinct? I prefer to say they are two different things, because that is what makes us distinct, isn't it?
Life is weird, it is a labyrinth. We can only see so far before a bend, or even a chicane confronts us. Then, what do we do? Do we take it head on or manoeuvre pass it or even hit the reverse gear. There is only so much we can tell until the day comes.
Till then, God help us....
Friday, March 13, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 7: Presenting the Motion Pictures
It's hard to think of ideas to elaborate on when the whole page is white...
Let's just face it, the home line internet connection looks ghastly and needs immediate attention. The long silence wasn't because of my laziness, but rather due to the super snail-mode speed internet connection where Google takes such long time to load, not to mention blogspot. Anyway, now is my chance to make full use of the college's internet speed.
You know, we just handed in our documentary assignment on 10th of March and well, from what I observed, everyone was burning the midnight oil on Monday just to put in some finishing touches. Our group did the same and as a result, we all looked like 'zombies' the next morning. However, the end is still yet to come for we are to present the documentary in class next week.
I can barely recall anything significant about our lectures. All that I can say is this week's homework seemed to be less. (Is someone sympathizing with us?-hehe) Few days ago, I relished myself in some movies to spend my 3 day holidays. (Curious Case of Ben. But. , Memory Keeper's Daughter, Flash of Genius, Seven Pounds and the Oscars)
All that I can say is fantastic. Never a dull moment. Seven Pounds would have the most heroic act among all those movies and I must admit, I am a fan of Will Smith and he did great in this film. Memory Keeper's Daughter would be one of those family movies where you would have enjoyed if you like this genre. Flash of Genius has the most ingenious way of portraying Dr. Kearns as a witty person in representing himself in court against Ford Corporation in infringement of patents. You should watch the court case, it took me off my mind completely when he made an excellent argument. Benjamin Button would be OK in my opinion but it all still depends on personal interpretation, wouldn't it.
So, I fully recommend Seven Pounds and Flash of Genius. Watch it, don't miss out on this two excellent movies. Hoo-ray to the people behind the scenes. 8/10
Let's just face it, the home line internet connection looks ghastly and needs immediate attention. The long silence wasn't because of my laziness, but rather due to the super snail-mode speed internet connection where Google takes such long time to load, not to mention blogspot. Anyway, now is my chance to make full use of the college's internet speed.
You know, we just handed in our documentary assignment on 10th of March and well, from what I observed, everyone was burning the midnight oil on Monday just to put in some finishing touches. Our group did the same and as a result, we all looked like 'zombies' the next morning. However, the end is still yet to come for we are to present the documentary in class next week.
I can barely recall anything significant about our lectures. All that I can say is this week's homework seemed to be less. (Is someone sympathizing with us?-hehe) Few days ago, I relished myself in some movies to spend my 3 day holidays. (Curious Case of Ben. But. , Memory Keeper's Daughter, Flash of Genius, Seven Pounds and the Oscars)
All that I can say is fantastic. Never a dull moment. Seven Pounds would have the most heroic act among all those movies and I must admit, I am a fan of Will Smith and he did great in this film. Memory Keeper's Daughter would be one of those family movies where you would have enjoyed if you like this genre. Flash of Genius has the most ingenious way of portraying Dr. Kearns as a witty person in representing himself in court against Ford Corporation in infringement of patents. You should watch the court case, it took me off my mind completely when he made an excellent argument. Benjamin Button would be OK in my opinion but it all still depends on personal interpretation, wouldn't it.
So, I fully recommend Seven Pounds and Flash of Genius. Watch it, don't miss out on this two excellent movies. Hoo-ray to the people behind the scenes. 8/10
Friday, February 27, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 6: The Art of Procrastination
How many times have you wished that you have more time? I certainly am one of those people. In fact, time seemed to be what all of us dreamed for more. But, why TIME?
Very simple. The reason I am writing on this is because that of late, I noticed that time management have been the pivotal element in determining the completion of whatever that is needed to be done (especially homeworks and assignments). Due dates are around the corner and so are the first tests for the 5 subjects. So in saying that if I had more time, would it really be any helpful?
Neh.. I wished to think so, but rarely does it help. Well, this is mainly due to human nature which is common for us to only come to appreciate things when they are scarce or we are about to lose our firm grip on it. So many times we have all our needs met with that we don't noticed how fortunate and blessed we are.
Therefore, what is the Art of Procrastination, you ask? Well, there's no art behind it, its just an innate ability that all of us have. Instead, the real Art lies in having the ability to appreciate and make full use of time...
The Future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.
~C.S. Lewis
"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once." ~ Albert Einstein
Very simple. The reason I am writing on this is because that of late, I noticed that time management have been the pivotal element in determining the completion of whatever that is needed to be done (especially homeworks and assignments). Due dates are around the corner and so are the first tests for the 5 subjects. So in saying that if I had more time, would it really be any helpful?
Neh.. I wished to think so, but rarely does it help. Well, this is mainly due to human nature which is common for us to only come to appreciate things when they are scarce or we are about to lose our firm grip on it. So many times we have all our needs met with that we don't noticed how fortunate and blessed we are.
Therefore, what is the Art of Procrastination, you ask? Well, there's no art behind it, its just an innate ability that all of us have. Instead, the real Art lies in having the ability to appreciate and make full use of time...
The Future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is.
~C.S. Lewis
"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once." ~ Albert Einstein
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Volume 1; Chapter 5: World Of Goo
Well, I must admit I slacking in blogging. 2 posts in almost a month?! I really couldn't keep up since Chinese New Year, hehe. Nonetheless, I shall write my latest post here.
Remember that I mentioned that something is Brewing from my previous post. Here it is... On 6th and 7th (Fri & Sat), my group and I set out to start on our filming part of the documentary.. We went to Petaling Street on the first day, got ourselves are great deal of interviewing with mostly westerners and then had our fair share of obstacles. It was really fun yet at times very TENSE (you can feel the friction). Everyone tried our best to play our part and it turned out great and satisfying that we did well on our first day.
After going through all the exhaustion of the first day, second day was just yet to begin. Boy oh boy, this day proved to be more tiring than the previous day but yet more fruitful than most of us had expected. We got our "pot of gold" while searching for subjects in Times Square and around that area (probably Sg. Wang, I forgot the name). We managed to get good materials and I got to see Times Square for, I don't know, the 2nd time perhaps. For the record, we met Tony on our way there. Our shooting lasted till evening and upon arriving BU, we were already walking zombies.
As of now, I am thinking on what narration should be inputted to the video and I am encountering a major road block as I had no experience on this. However, I relish the idea that narration is the main way of communicating the whole idea to viewers. Ah, much had been said and I would sign off here. Chow.... Guten nigh (Whatever the spelling- Those friends out there would comprehend)
Ps: The title has nothing to do with this post. Search it up in Google.
"To each there comes in his or her lifetime a special moment when they are tapped on the shoulder and offered the chance to do a very special thing, unique to them and fitted to their talent. What a tragedy if that moment finds them unprepared or unqualified for that which could have been their finest hour" -Winston Churchill
Remember that I mentioned that something is Brewing from my previous post. Here it is... On 6th and 7th (Fri & Sat), my group and I set out to start on our filming part of the documentary.
After going through all the exhaustion of the first day, second day was just yet to begin. Boy oh boy, this day proved to be more tiring than the previous day but yet more fruitful than most of us had expected. We got our "pot of gold" while searching for subjects in Times Square and around that area (probably Sg. Wang, I forgot the name). We managed to get good materials and I got to see Times Square for, I don't know, the 2nd time perhaps. For the record, we met Tony on our way there. Our shooting lasted till evening and upon arriving BU, we were already walking zombies.
As of now, I am thinking on what narration should be inputted to the video and I am encountering a major road block as I had no experience on this. However, I relish the idea that narration is the main way of communicating the whole idea to viewers. Ah, much had been said and I would sign off here. Chow.... Guten nigh (Whatever the spelling- Those friends out there would comprehend)
Ps: The title has nothing to do with this post. Search it up in Google.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Volume 1;Chapter 4: Break of Silence
Ever since I posted my last article, there was only silence, mainly due to no internet connection and the holiday mood which leaves me lazy to budge an inch. However, I am writing now. Lets start from where I left.
Chinese New Year was fantastic. Not for the "Ang-Pau"s I got, but simply because of the reunion with families and relatives. It's good to catch up with close ones. The reunion dinner on CNY eve was exceptional. The food was indeed the best I've tasted before and they are home cooked. Probably because I was starving before dinner started, which made the dinner more delicious or something. Then, there was a week-long holiday which was quite boring as there were nothing I could do to occupy my time.
It's a sad thing that I don't own a camera whatsoever, or else you could have seen plenty of photos. HAHA..
Nevertheless, classes commenced and back again I am to the usual pace of life. As always, life tends to pull you down to its darkest trench and you surface again during the weekends. Last week's English lessons were more on watching a movie- "Japanese Story". I would rate it as moderate in terms of its appeal to me. Anyway, for these past few days, something interesting has been BREWING, and you'll have to wait for some time before I reveal the events which unfolded. Till then, up up and away....
Chinese New Year was fantastic. Not for the "Ang-Pau"s I got, but simply because of the reunion with families and relatives. It's good to catch up with close ones. The reunion dinner on CNY eve was exceptional. The food was indeed the best I've tasted before and they are home cooked. Probably because I was starving before dinner started, which made the dinner more delicious or something. Then, there was a week-long holiday which was quite boring as there were nothing I could do to occupy my time.
It's a sad thing that I don't own a camera whatsoever, or else you could have seen plenty of photos. HAHA..
Nevertheless, classes commenced and back again I am to the usual pace of life. As always, life tends to pull you down to its darkest trench and you surface again during the weekends. Last week's English lessons were more on watching a movie- "Japanese Story". I would rate it as moderate in terms of its appeal to me. Anyway, for these past few days, something interesting has been BREWING, and you'll have to wait for some time before I reveal the events which unfolded. Till then, up up and away....
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Volume 1;Chapter 3: Thyself
Funny isn't it, that blog writing which started off as part of my EALD to-do-stuffs(which I felt compelled to do) actually ended up being a past time for me. I must add that it does sometimes get addictive, though. All BLOGGERS would Hurray to this.
Just before I signed in to post this piece of writing, I had something in mind, but as soon as I got onto it, the idea simply slipped pass me. Anyway, today would be the start of the week-long CNY break. No doubt holidays are fun and enjoyable, but sometimes they still come with burden-from homework and things of this sort. Just for the record, we were given so many questions to complete during the break that it left so many of us gasping.
This week's English lessons were relaxing and easy-going. We only did literature and there were nothing else to pressure us with during those lessons. Comparatively, the other subjects were often perplexing and required extra pondering at length. We did a short sketch on Boy,Tales of Childhood by Roald Dahl during one of the EALD lessons. The objective was simply to engage readers especially us students as to be more linked and connected to the story itself rather than looking from an outside view. It was fun yet jumpy.
I think I am running out of ideas and words. So I'd better scuttle off and rest. It's midnight and the day has just started. Adios.
--->If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter. -George Washington
Just before I signed in to post this piece of writing, I had something in mind, but as soon as I got onto it, the idea simply slipped pass me. Anyway, today would be the start of the week-long CNY break. No doubt holidays are fun and enjoyable, but sometimes they still come with burden-from homework and things of this sort. Just for the record, we were given so many questions to complete during the break that it left so many of us gasping.
This week's English lessons were relaxing and easy-going. We only did literature and there were nothing else to pressure us with during those lessons. Comparatively, the other subjects were often perplexing and required extra pondering at length. We did a short sketch on Boy,Tales of Childhood by Roald Dahl during one of the EALD lessons. The objective was simply to engage readers especially us students as to be more linked and connected to the story itself rather than looking from an outside view. It was fun yet jumpy.
I think I am running out of ideas and words. So I'd better scuttle off and rest. It's midnight and the day has just started. Adios.
--->If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter. -George Washington
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Volume 1;Chapter 2: The Turning Point
I must say, my previous posts sounded negative and for one, I wouldn't want to be in the captivity of negativity. So henceforth, allow me to ditch in some pleasant insights.
Well, yesterday was a HOT day, no kidding here. Scouting for inspiration in Petaling Street left me exhausted by late afternoon and I came back feeling feverish. Nevertheless, I am OK and healthy. I ain't going into the details as my group members have written detailed accounts of the journey (Edward Law & Keoh Ying). {Added later: Ong}
Anyway, you can tell that I am an avid fan of Calvin & Hobbes just because he is the most cheeky boy which would lighten you up through his seemingly innocent antics. Good job to Bill Waterson.
Finally, I am sure that many students are anticipating the week-long holiday break next week. Reunion and quality time spent with loved ones are just irreplaceable. So, have a nice Chinese New Year holiday......
--->If you're walking down the right path and you're willing to keep walking, eventually you'll make progress. -Barack Obama
Well, yesterday was a HOT day, no kidding here. Scouting for inspiration in Petaling Street left me exhausted by late afternoon and I came back feeling feverish. Nevertheless, I am OK and healthy. I ain't going into the details as my group members have written detailed accounts of the journey (Edward Law & Keoh Ying). {Added later: Ong}
Anyway, you can tell that I am an avid fan of Calvin & Hobbes just because he is the most cheeky boy which would lighten you up through his seemingly innocent antics. Good job to Bill Waterson.
Finally, I am sure that many students are anticipating the week-long holiday break next week. Reunion and quality time spent with loved ones are just irreplaceable. So, have a nice Chinese New Year holiday......
--->If you're walking down the right path and you're willing to keep walking, eventually you'll make progress. -Barack Obama
Friday, January 16, 2009
Volume 1;Chapter 1: The Disappointing Day
Well, kind of late to make a post but anyway, I feel I have to let out everything in me.
First thing's first, today is a bad day for me
Nonetheless, although at first EALD seemed like a tough and demanding subject, it still is though, I am beginning to look forward to those interesting lessons. I personally had a great time studying literature and to learn more about the devices associated with it. I hope our EALD lecturer-Miss Chan, would continue to inspire us students to achieve for glory. PS: She sometimes teaches very fast especially when she thinks we are behind schedule. Quite difficult to keep up with so many words in one second, ha.
Ah, one more thing. I am still a newbie to blogging, in the process of learning how to improve the features of it. So, for sure I would try my best to make it better.
I really do hope the days ahead would not be that tiring on the mind. I would be writing soon, I hope. God bless and GOOD NIGHT.
---> Greatness is achieved when one acknowledges his shortcomings and acts on them.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
The Prologue
This was not meant to be. It started off not by will nor might, but by compelling circumstances. In the distant horizon, came the day of unending hard work and sacrifice.
Today,
Had been tiring on my mind. The consecutive 4-hour classes and another 2 1/2 hours then after left me gasping. Why? Simply because it is a new year with new syllabus for everything literally. Here, I would just like to reminisce what happened throughout the day.
The first lesson was EAL/D. Never knew it would be so different with respect to the previous learning techniques, so to speak. Hearing about what to expect, this year sounded like all hard work and nothing but hard work. It was as if life itself would depend solely on it. There are certainly a lot to expect of us-the AUSMAT students. Here is the sequence of events, "roughly".
1. Man, I can't even recall... Must have been too hard on my brains! Well, for English, it started off with some briefing on the year's syllabus. We were informed about the "Marathon" that awaits us, ranging from the short documentary that we have to do as part of the assessment, to literature study and things of these sort including movie reviewing{strange rite}. We even have to write 3-4 pages of essay for our exams. However, a thing to be noted was the English lecturer seemed to be very open minded to me. HAHA :-)
2. Next lesson was better. Applicable Maths, that is. Nothing out of the ordinary, though. So, no point dwelling into this.
3. Physics was the third lesson of the day. The lecturer seemed to like joking around, but that was fine with me. Other than that, I got to know that laziness would bring eternal "damnation" as there is no time to spare. Time management seems to be the key for this year seeing that the schedules are all so packed up.
Nevertheless, this is just the beginning. There would be more blogging as was required of us. Sounds fun, right, that we are required to blog? So this shall be it. Hope things wouldn't crash and burn.
See ya.
Today,
Had been tiring on my mind. The consecutive 4-hour classes and another 2 1/2 hours then after left me gasping. Why? Simply because it is a new year with new syllabus for everything literally. Here, I would just like to reminisce what happened throughout the day.
The first lesson was EAL/D. Never knew it would be so different with respect to the previous learning techniques, so to speak. Hearing about what to expect, this year sounded like all hard work and nothing but hard work. It was as if life itself would depend solely on it. There are certainly a lot to expect of us-the AUSMAT students. Here is the sequence of events, "roughly".
1. Man, I can't even recall... Must have been too hard on my brains! Well, for English, it started off with some briefing on the year's syllabus. We were informed about the "Marathon" that awaits us, ranging from the short documentary that we have to do as part of the assessment, to literature study and things of these sort including movie reviewing{strange rite}. We even have to write 3-4 pages of essay for our exams. However, a thing to be noted was the English lecturer seemed to be very open minded to me. HAHA :-)
2. Next lesson was better. Applicable Maths, that is. Nothing out of the ordinary, though. So, no point dwelling into this.
3. Physics was the third lesson of the day. The lecturer seemed to like joking around, but that was fine with me. Other than that, I got to know that laziness would bring eternal "damnation" as there is no time to spare. Time management seems to be the key for this year seeing that the schedules are all so packed up.
Nevertheless, this is just the beginning. There would be more blogging as was required of us. Sounds fun, right, that we are required to blog? So this shall be it. Hope things wouldn't crash and burn.
See ya.
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