I got back from Singapore yesterday but my assignments have been lagging so much to the extent that I need to put my 'report' on the Singapore experience on halt (and perhaps other food posts also..sigh).
I have so much to do.. ranging from preparing for an upcoming interview with Public Bank this Thursday-to meeting up with me best friend for a long chat-to going shopping around Bangsar-to finishing at least 50% of my assignments by this week. Argh!!! Gaaa! I may need to start drinking more tea again. -faints-
Till then... TTFN! :)
Monday, March 23, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Run.
I have quite a number of food posts to write about. But I am procrastinating..
For the moment,
I only want to runaway.
I want to be alone and away from the hustle and bustle of having to rush for assignment datelines. I want to runaway from situations/scenarios that make me think.
I want to runaway from the music project that has taken up my energy, commitment and time of having to attend practices on a weekly basis. I want to runaway from those who whine over petty issues in their relationships when they should be thankful for the love/care they receive that some may not have. I want to runaway from laziness, fatigue, procrastination, the sense of belonging..everything.
I want to runaway from people..
Particularly from those who drain me.
-yawn-
For the moment,
I only want to runaway.
I want to be alone and away from the hustle and bustle of having to rush for assignment datelines. I want to runaway from situations/scenarios that make me think.
I want to runaway from the music project that has taken up my energy, commitment and time of having to attend practices on a weekly basis. I want to runaway from those who whine over petty issues in their relationships when they should be thankful for the love/care they receive that some may not have. I want to runaway from laziness, fatigue, procrastination, the sense of belonging..everything.
I want to runaway from people..
Particularly from those who drain me.
-yawn-
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Singapore, here I come!
I will be participating in this programme called Experience@Singapore which will take students from different Malaysian universities to Singapore. The main aim is to get an insight of what Singapore is like and to access the career fair there. I am so excited! Whee!!
Today, I got me passport done for the trip. Rm 300 for 32 pages!! Ouch! I realized that my old passport was only used ONCE..ONCE before it expired..and that was ages ago when I was 15 and on my way to Madagascar. As I was flipping through the unused pages of my old passport.. I felt the China-man cheapness lurking withing me. Rm 300!!!! Its not that the passport pages are that expensive in terms of its fixed cost. Sigh. :(
This time around, I vow to fully utilize my new passport and make sure more than 50% of the pages will be 'conteng-ed' with stamps/chops of various immigration depts. from different countries. The Singaporean immigration will be the first to autograph my new passport. Heee!! -squeals-
P/s: I seriously underestimated our civil services. I thought it might take me one day to renew my passport when in fact, it took me less than 4 hours to do so. erm.. er.. GOODY!!
Today, I got me passport done for the trip. Rm 300 for 32 pages!! Ouch! I realized that my old passport was only used ONCE..ONCE before it expired..and that was ages ago when I was 15 and on my way to Madagascar. As I was flipping through the unused pages of my old passport.. I felt the China-man cheapness lurking withing me. Rm 300!!!! Its not that the passport pages are that expensive in terms of its fixed cost. Sigh. :(
This time around, I vow to fully utilize my new passport and make sure more than 50% of the pages will be 'conteng-ed' with stamps/chops of various immigration depts. from different countries. The Singaporean immigration will be the first to autograph my new passport. Heee!! -squeals-
P/s: I seriously underestimated our civil services. I thought it might take me one day to renew my passport when in fact, it took me less than 4 hours to do so. erm.. er.. GOODY!!
Friday, March 6, 2009
Lump in my throat. Sigh.
There is a lump in my throat and it is not a sorethroat.
Alot of things are so ironic it is annoying. At the same time, so many issues are so annoying it is ironic.
One. When we begin our day with the intention to reach out to our 'loved ones', that intention easily crumbles like pastry on apple crumble pie. The pastry tastes wonderful but heavenly delicacies like this never lasts long. Likewise, good wills/intentions never last long. Baking a good pastry pie comes from the inspiration to bake which would then stimulate your baking skills. Picture a scene where you have waited for this moment to bake since you are now 'in the mood' but when everything is laid out, utensils, ingredients and all, your inspiration leaves you. We strive for perfection, we strive to make full use of our day and be of use to everyone but when the chance for us to prove ourselves arrives, we loose all the strength we need. How ironic.
Two. What is the use of pleasing other people when, at the end of the day, it would not please but hurt you? Tell me, is it possible to obtain some reciprocity from the person you love yet is owned by another? Is it possible to halve a person's heart, keep one half for yourself and leave the other half to his/her owner? are you happy? If you are, tell me how long will it be till you yearn for the person's complete heart? Funny how we were taught since young to always share, share, share and we seen as mature if we do. But it is somewhat the other way around when it comes to 'love'. And did we ever ponder about how it feels to be a shared object? Do you feel the overwhelming guilt or masculine confidence?
Three. Why was there a sudden irritable feeling we once felt, before we threw our commitment away whilst maintaining other things constant? Why do I feel as though I am still being pulled in deeper into the ocean by an emotional current? Don't you know how uneasy and squirmish I get just looking beyond an endless ocean? I hate the depths of the oceans, I hate being in the middle of it.Ironic for a water baby like me. Yet, I love the ocean as much as I love the creatures living underneath it. Thats for you and me. An odd state that I find so interesting yet oddly confusing at the same time. Do I like flirting? I sure do. With fire??? I sure do. Which is why I dare swim out into the ocean without a float, allowing the current to pull me wherever it takes me.
When all comes tumbling down, everything builds into a lump in my throat. But as I fight to breathe easily, as I shake my head in disappointment, as I ball my fists while questioning about life's unfairness, the lump recedes and I loose the will to question, like how we'd loose our inspiration to bake. Have I lost the battle with myself? Were there any battles in the first place? I wouldn't know.
After all the fuss/pyschological chaos, I'd just sigh.
Alot of things are so ironic it is annoying. At the same time, so many issues are so annoying it is ironic.
One. When we begin our day with the intention to reach out to our 'loved ones', that intention easily crumbles like pastry on apple crumble pie. The pastry tastes wonderful but heavenly delicacies like this never lasts long. Likewise, good wills/intentions never last long. Baking a good pastry pie comes from the inspiration to bake which would then stimulate your baking skills. Picture a scene where you have waited for this moment to bake since you are now 'in the mood' but when everything is laid out, utensils, ingredients and all, your inspiration leaves you. We strive for perfection, we strive to make full use of our day and be of use to everyone but when the chance for us to prove ourselves arrives, we loose all the strength we need. How ironic.
Two. What is the use of pleasing other people when, at the end of the day, it would not please but hurt you? Tell me, is it possible to obtain some reciprocity from the person you love yet is owned by another? Is it possible to halve a person's heart, keep one half for yourself and leave the other half to his/her owner? are you happy? If you are, tell me how long will it be till you yearn for the person's complete heart? Funny how we were taught since young to always share, share, share and we seen as mature if we do. But it is somewhat the other way around when it comes to 'love'. And did we ever ponder about how it feels to be a shared object? Do you feel the overwhelming guilt or masculine confidence?
Three. Why was there a sudden irritable feeling we once felt, before we threw our commitment away whilst maintaining other things constant? Why do I feel as though I am still being pulled in deeper into the ocean by an emotional current? Don't you know how uneasy and squirmish I get just looking beyond an endless ocean? I hate the depths of the oceans, I hate being in the middle of it.Ironic for a water baby like me. Yet, I love the ocean as much as I love the creatures living underneath it. Thats for you and me. An odd state that I find so interesting yet oddly confusing at the same time. Do I like flirting? I sure do. With fire??? I sure do. Which is why I dare swim out into the ocean without a float, allowing the current to pull me wherever it takes me.
When all comes tumbling down, everything builds into a lump in my throat. But as I fight to breathe easily, as I shake my head in disappointment, as I ball my fists while questioning about life's unfairness, the lump recedes and I loose the will to question, like how we'd loose our inspiration to bake. Have I lost the battle with myself? Were there any battles in the first place? I wouldn't know.
After all the fuss/pyschological chaos, I'd just sigh.
Farewell, TAS
Exactly a week ago, my family and I went to The Actors' Studio in BSC (Bangsar) for the last time. It was a free farewell performance featuring stand-up comedies by Douglas Lim, Harith Iskandar, Monti & Logi, The Come Back Kings, dance performances and so on.
We ended up sitting on the steps since the free passes ran out but it was all worth it. The view was awesome since we were at the centre of the aisle and so were the performances.
Fyi, TAS was more or less 'forced' to leave because BRDB (Bangsar's city hall) felt that having a theatre right smack in the middle of BSC 'does not fit their concept of the new BSC'. Those who frequent to TAS like me would surely have the same question as I have:
What in the world was BRDB thinking?
Well, I would not know. All I do know is that both TAS and BRDB must have parted in bad terms as expressed in their 'Seasons in the sun' parody. There were also hints from the parody that they MIGHT be moving to Sentul West. Might be. So far!! I am indeed so sad :-(
To TAS: Your 8 years of hardwork were all not in vain. You have succeeded in making an impact in Bangsar by reaching to the hearts of busy Bangsarians and other city dwellers via performing arts and stand-up comedies. You were indeed our neighbourhood theatre. We, Bangsarians will miss you loads!!
Goodbye, TAS.
We ended up sitting on the steps since the free passes ran out but it was all worth it. The view was awesome since we were at the centre of the aisle and so were the performances.
Fyi, TAS was more or less 'forced' to leave because BRDB (Bangsar's city hall) felt that having a theatre right smack in the middle of BSC 'does not fit their concept of the new BSC'. Those who frequent to TAS like me would surely have the same question as I have:
What in the world was BRDB thinking?
Well, I would not know. All I do know is that both TAS and BRDB must have parted in bad terms as expressed in their 'Seasons in the sun' parody. There were also hints from the parody that they MIGHT be moving to Sentul West. Might be. So far!! I am indeed so sad :-(
To TAS: Your 8 years of hardwork were all not in vain. You have succeeded in making an impact in Bangsar by reaching to the hearts of busy Bangsarians and other city dwellers via performing arts and stand-up comedies. You were indeed our neighbourhood theatre. We, Bangsarians will miss you loads!!
Goodbye, TAS.
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