Something to ponder upon...

In my last post, at the end, I mentioned that there was another thing that happened during the year. Several in fact.

First, Pak Long passed away during the second week of Ramadhan. It was shock to all the family, but Paksu did mention to Mak that he may not make it to this raya. So raya was a bit mellow, but with the children around, it was cheerful enough.

On the lighter scale, Abg Salahuddin got married and Mu'az had a daughter. So did Abg Munir and Abg Ji had a son. Kak Ijah got married again, so now Adam has a new 'abah'. They look so cute together, and I am truly happy for them.

The final thing that happened, and this set me back a few notch, was when Bapak was admitted to the hospital. I had noticed that he had lost a lot of weight, but I only put it on the fact that he was exercising and left it at that. I found out when Mak called, the day that we were being briefed on the OIC members visiting IIUM, and the Communication dept was given the task to interview the delegates. I was chosen, along with Miera and the Practicum class to interview the guests. Of course I dropped out, and rushed to the hospital. Waji drove me, and Miera came along. It was devastating and I couldn't hold back my tears.

You know, we all have heard and seen death. We have seen people we know pass away. But the moment we had to endure it for ourselves, we realise how hard it is to face seeing the future without their presence in our lives. And as for Bapak, he is the father, the leader of the family, the ground for which we, as the family, hold on to and feel where we belong. To loose him .... To even think of loosing him... I know I have to accept it as the fact of life, but for now, I want to deny it at all cost. To say to myself that he will get better. That he will live on. But the fact remains, that he was diagnosed with liver failure, and anything to do with liver failure, it's all downhill from there. Pak Long was diagnose with the same failure.

But I guess for now, I thank Allah for giving us a heads up. For giving us time so that we can spend the remaining days together. For giving us the opportunity to rectify our ways. For showing us that there is more to US than meets the eye. So I take all the time blessed to us, and use it as wisely as possible, so that when the time comes, there will be no regrets. Please Allah, helps Us and guide Us in Our journey towards finding Your Blessing... Amin...

A closing to another year... so much to recap...

2010 is almost nearing the end. In fact it's already a couple of days into the new Hajj year... so much has happened this year. Friendship. Love. Heartache?.. Haha.. so much that I don't even know where to begin, so I guess from the top would be a good idea...

1. New Friends! Namely Amierah and Wajihah. We were all loners through our own, twisted list of events, so hooking up was no big a deal. All three Electronic Media specialization, we agreed to have the same classes for sem2, which was FCQS, Statistics and ICC... Loads of memories there.

2. Hockey
Played hockey again, as the goalkeeper (again) for Mahallah Asma'. The decided to challenge myself and signed up for the IIUM Mustang Hockey team. Training, which was almost every night, was strenuous and tiring. Had a couple of friendly matches with the Army ladies, went to KL Open and of course went to MASUM. I didn't get to play for MASUM, all due for the fact that I didn't go for the week long intense training before the tournament. Come to think of it, I trained most days, but didn't get to play in any of the tournaments, only the friendly matches. Well, after sem3, I quit. Not because I didn't get to play, but as I promised myself that it my pointers were low, I will quit, thus => Me Quit.

3.PEERS/Counseling
No, I didn't went for counseling, although some people might say I need them. Of course I was involve with the counseling dept in IIUM as a Peers member since sem1 last year. We were supposed to graduate, but since in sem2 there was no new intake, we had to go on for another semester, which I didn't mind really coz I always hang out there to de-stress myself or to study. The counseling dept is like my second study area. Anyway, in March, we had the nationwide Peers Seminar. As the host, Peers IIUM are given the honour to be emcees for each segment of the three days event. We were trained to speak, in MALAY I tell you, with all the protocols of a formal event. It was really an amazing experience for me and the rest of those who were involved. I was also assigned as the transport committee, thus I handled all the transport requirements from the hostels to the hall, even for the outing. This event was the reason I had to skip the week long intense training for hockey. Yep, it was a hell of 2 weeks and it wasn't over.

4. Low CGPA
So, that was what happened during the early part of the year, until the end of the short semester. The sad part is that my grades went down. I usually keep a CGPA of 3.0, but during these two semesters, my pointers went below to 2.9. That gave me the goosebumps, and a was also an element on my decision to quit the hockey team.

The holidays were pretty dull. I just spent most of it on the net watching Criminal Minds.. haha... Then came semester1, which was also my third year in IIUM.

5. Peers Dinner
Haha.. FINALLY! Our graduation. I know most of us were glad that it was finally over, so that they could get on with their campus lives. Me, I was the project manager for the dinner. I was glad that we got to host it all by ourselves. We managed to do it at Kunang-Kunang Restaurant, not far off from IIUM. It was great, I had help from Zainab to be our photographer, and there was surprise for Kak Dina, that we thought off at the end of our performance. We had a rose each to present to her, as a token of our appreciation for all her hard work in guiding us and taking care of us, just like a big sister. I do love having her around, which was why I was not reluctant at all to help out with the Peers 14th batch.

6. Graduation
No, I did not graduate. But several of my friends did, namely Zainab, Maiza, Mariam, Ayub and a few other I don't seem to remember right now. Anyway, there was a chocolate fair at KAED Gallery, and I bought some chocs to share with more new friends.

7. Theatre, and More New Friends
Waji and Miera invited me to join their theatre production in sem1. It was called NeoN Production, and ours was a dance theatre. Since girls can't dance or since in IIUM performances, we got to audition some boys to play the lead roles. Fadzriq, Ifran and Junaidi were chosen as the main character and his buddies, whilst there was Epul, Heykal and Laila as the supporting actors. Zubie and Hafiz were my Prop people, we had makeup and Aqilla and Anith on wardrobe. They are the coolest people to work with, fun of laughter and fun. Laila, who played 'Mak Hana' won the 'Best Supporting Actress Award' and our production won SECOND place overall!. Not bad for a first try. We celebrated by breaking fast together. Waji has yet to give Laila her trophy! Now, we are thinking of joining the Nusantara, the Malay theatre competition this coming semester.
Now, about new friends. It is officially the first time me, Miera and Waji were observing the fasting month together as friends. And the new friends who we seem to like to hang out with are Ifran Yazid and Junaidi Abidin.. I suppose you can say that we like their company. They're cool, helped us with our other assignment which was for video, along with some of the other NeoN members. We even went to Ifran's house for Raya, and celebrated our birthdays together by going too watch a play at KLPac last November.

8. Video and CMC Assignments
Ok, so me and Miera took Video Production class together. Sir Wan was the lecturer, obviously. It was cool coz we had to shoot a PSA for the MUFORS Road Reels competition. I don't think we won anything but the experience was priceless. I get to play around with the lightings and the cameras on set, Miera directed it. We had Aqiel as lead cameraman and me and Miera did the editing. The shooting part was a whole load of fun. As mentioned before, the NeoN crew came to help out as cast and extra crew members. We had such a laugh and Bahiroh snapped pictures all the way with her lovely camera. Editing was torturous and strenuously tiring. Spent the entire week at Miera's house for the editing part, and Waji came sometimes to bother us and took us off track.. haha which we very much appreciated.
For CMC, Waji, Miera and me were in the same group. We had to build a network empire using our product. Aaaanndd... our chosen 'product' was of course NeoN Production itself. We did think of creating a Facebook page, but with this assignment we went further to create a blog, a Twitter and a Youtube site too. It was cool, looking back at all those photos and videos while we posted them up on our site.. hehe... miss those times.

9. The Most Awesomeness Roommates
This is soooooooooo true. Nobody has the coolest roommates as mine, and I'm not sharing.. Haha.. They were there to listen to my rambling. They were there to provide me with comfort of sisterhood. They understood my crazy schedule and activities and were there to support me all the way. They helped me to manage myself, and I really mean this. They organised and cleaned up my room when it looked like it had been struck by a tornado (and they did this several times, which, I don't think they know it, but made me cry.. all the time).. They were always there, to care, to share, to remind and joke around. All in all, I thank Allah for blessing me with such wonderful roommates and may He bless them all with His Gracious and Mercy, all their lives. Amin...

10. Grade Finally UP
With all that hustle and havoc going on in my life, I managed to reach my target goal of getting back my CGPA to above 3.0. Not quite there to reach a 3.3, but a little bit helps a long way. Now all I have to do is to manage my study time and reach for a higher GPA this semester. Yeay!

Oh, one more thing happened towards the end of the year, during Ramadhan and after that, but I will write that in my next post.

Friends... and a concert

Yeah... So, it has been quite a while.. Loads of things happened, as usual, but never do I feel like typing like I feel it right now, in HS laptop area, hanging with my friends, waiting for them to buzz of to their individual classes, coz I do not have a class till 3.30pm and I don't feel like doing my assignments coz it's too mind-blowingly annoying and I am sleepy...

The fact is, as I always stress, I feel weird typing bout my life, coz nobody cares anyway... But, I feel like typing, so here I am typing, with on and off glance at my proposal paper.

So, back to the story. what happened over the month or so...

After our theatre debute project, we ( by this I mean, Miera, Waji and me) just got busy. We had to complete the CMC assignment which was to create a blog, and ultimately an online empire of a product or whatever. So we, being humble and modest we are, decided to further our NeoN venture, and created a blog, a facebook page, twitter and a youtube site, all anout NeoN... yeah, cool... and since that, we have had feedbacks from the NeoNites (forced!)... and me and Miera are also busy with our video project, which we finally decided to seek the help of our BELOVED NEONITES to be our cast and extra crew! Yeah, we love them THAT much, and can never let go of them....

Anyway, during Raya, we managed to make our way to Iffy's house.. when I say this, I do mean manages as we were stuck in Ranger (Waji's car) for more than 1 1/2 hours! Yeah! Imagine.... But it was a really cool, unforgettable experience all together... I don't think I can ever erase it from my mind.. It is engraved there, PERMANENTLY! With the 'I spy' game, cookie fights, beautiful house and lawn, the mirror, and CHOCOLATES!!!

Haha.. amazing rite... yeah... well, to top it all off, WE got tickets to the Palestine concert in UIA, and Maher Zain was and invited guest! Tho he sang only two song, but I believe it was the highlight of the evening, including the double act of Mu'az and Shinji.. I loved his rapping, and I am now a fan..???... Hahaha...

Dr Spencer Reid, in CMC class!!!

The most amazing thing, which I didn't expect or anticipate, EVER, was that there was a showing of CRIMINAL MINDS in CMC class!!!! So out of this world... and I quote Miecha "N u thot its juz in ur wildest dreams huh xD"

CMC, or Computer Mediated Communication, started of with a lecturer who was so intense in decreasing the number of very determined 3rd and 4th year students from taking her class. A class which starts at the early hours of 8.30 a.m, theoretically functions on the presumption that after taking the initial freezing drop of aqua from the dormitory shower, will keep us awake in class (or so it should). A class that got me up so early, that even light was not yet visible through my 'state of the art' window. A class with so much note taking, that at the end, I barely realised I had fingers.

But that was only the first 2 weeks. As time proceed, there were a definite improvement in our lecturer's reaction to class, and joking around was considered possible.. Not so much laa.. She did try to organise a class trip to, get this, Les Copaque and KRU, but standard UIA charges even students to use the transport facilities... at RM 800, our anticipation was washed away.

Anyhuuu... for Ramadhan, the month of Bless, our lecturer proposed a viewing of three 'pictures', which involve a movie, a documentary and a TV series (Criminal Minds) for class, a break from note taking. The part that obviously would be understood is that these three 'pictures' will be questioned in our Midterm, but that is till later date, after Raya.

The first was a movie about a computer game coming to life, which I missed coz I was not feeling to good. The second was a documentary on the consequences of the chat room, which actually lead to murder... don''t want to explain. And the third is about the effect social networking sites, such as... dum di dum.. Facebook...

It started off creepy, and I was kinda excited. Then I saw the CBS logo at the bottom, and mentioned to my friend, Waji, that I bet it was Criminal Mind (!) And lo behold, IT WAS!!! That was when my smile grew bigger, my eyes grew wider and my heart grew happy.... O HAPPY DAYS...

Imagine having Dr Spencer Reid, Penelope Garcia, the hunk Morgan, Agent Prentiss, Jareau, Hotch and Rossi 'in front' of my eyes... The fact that I have seen the episode before did not affect my blood from happily pumping away at the excitement... My envy for Reid's ingenuity, Garcia's witty comments, the charm of Morgan, Hotch, Rossi, JJ and Prentiss, plus all those 'psychological' term used in the scripts just brought me near to tears.... Thus I am here right now, after class... documenting my "Happiness" to the whole world, knowing for the fact, that there may be a psychopath keeping tabs.... Wooooooooooo.....

How My Life Was Moved...

So, this is the end of the first month (!) into the new semester. I know right, it seems like forever has passed by... Anyway, like my previous post, I had described my goings on throughout my four weeks into my third years of studies, which I also would say my 25th year of living on this beautiful earth...

Weeks went by. Laughter were shared. Tears were shed. And prayers were made. Tears? Why? Coz of all the BEAUTIFUL SOULS who have touched my life and made it just lovingly perfect... I would like to dedicate this post to all who, because of them, if ever I were to die right now, I know I can go peacefully.

First of all, to my beloved room mates cum adorable sisters, I would like to thank you all from the deepest love in my heart. During my two weeks with the theatre training, my days/nights were full. rehearsals were till midnight, and sometimes way later. So, there one weekend when I had the chance to wash my clothes, but as rehearsal ran late, as usual, I didn't have the chance to hang them... Coming back, I was shocked to see them already hanged, by non other than my beloved room mates. I was speechless, so heartfelt that I actually cried on the praying mat. They are just the awesomeness room mates anyone could ever have... Then, again yesterday they surprised me by actually tidying up my room! Yes, I admit it was messy, and after I took my clothe rack to be used by my wardrobe people, my bed was covered with clothes. When I came back, they had arrived (they came back from the performance before me), and when I entered my compartments, it was "shockingly" tidy... Again I was so touched... and again I emphasize that they are the best room mates anyone could ever ask for... they understood me, and my involvements in various activities, and are very supportive, always ready to lend their ears if ever I had to let out my grief and strife.

Second, to the most Wonderful, Beautiful, Amazingly Dedicated, Totally Talented, Hardworking, Adorably Hilarious and Wacky cast and crew of NEON PRODUCTION, I thank you from the deepest gratitude of my heart. The wonderful memories stored in my natural 'hard drive' will forever be unmeasurable...
Now, what was it that was so special? It's bcoz they were as my above colourful statement has emphasized, they were just THAT AWESOME... although they moan and groaned as rehearsal ran into the wee hours in the morning, although they were all tired after a whole day packed with classes, although they were sick of the three of us rampaging and ordering around their lives like nobody else's business... they still came back to practice, night in night out... (maybe they just like being around us.. haha.. naaahh..). With all that said, how could you not LOVE these bunch of beautiful people... They were kids, full of enthusiasm, full of life and definitely full of cracks (emm...).. which got us (Wajie, Miera and me) all cracking up and hyper and spirited... It was also a chance of a lifetime for me to be in a theatre production (behind the scenes).

How MY Life Moves...

i am involved in a theatre production (competition)... and im the stage manager cum best helper friend, so my life for the past 2 weeks was like, starting the day at 8.30 with classes, till past midnight with rehearsals... tomorrow's THE day for our performance, and we are getting agitatedly, irrationally stressed.. it's fun, coz its a dance theatre, so we got loads of young freshie guys dancing... hehe... it has been a very drowsy, blurry phase of going in and out of consciousness throughout this whole two weeks, especially in class.... we're even starting to speak in and around the scripts...
you know the feeling that you want the stress to be over, but it was really fun hanging out and you don't want it to end.. yeah, i'm having those moments now... we're gonna miss these people...

Be careful what you wish for..

I have been dreading to go to Arabic class these past weeks. It's not that it's boring, well it kinda is, plus I don't have any friends who are in the class. The class were mostly consist of BENL and there were a few juniors in HS too, but they all kinda knew each other, and I kinda feel left out, not to mention the humidity of the class at the 4th floor! (whining..)

At first, if I am not mistaken, I registered with a male Malaysia lecturer, but due to lack of memory after a 3 week break, I didn't find it weird that the lecturer who walked in was a foreigner.. Nah, I didn't mind at all and he was kinda ok. Then, the next week, another lecturer came to take over. She mentioned that there will be two lecturers, she will be teaching on Tuesdays and another on Thursdays.. Oh well. I skipped the Thursday, as I was working on my video for Peers Graduation Nite, so I didn't meet the other lecturer. And today, I dragged my way up all those stairs to the fourth floor, made up my mind to get through this semester, and just when I felt strong enough, my lecturer came in and told us that our section was closed and that we were moved to other classes. Luckily for me, I got into another class, at the same time, but as of right now, I'm skipping it coz AIKOL is just too far away today.. Maybe I will try to make my way back on Thursday...

Man.. things can happen at really unexpected times...

Goes to show, that you really have to be careful of what you wish for.

BW (Thursday 29/07/2010):
The saga continues.... In my 'previous' post, I mentioned that I skipped class on Tuesday and vowed to make my way back on Thursday. So, today I was totally prepared to meet, yet another new lecturer for my Arabic class but... Lo Behold! I was in the wrong class. Well, the venue was correct, but the day was wrong. I saw someone I knew, and they were surprised with my presence. I explained the situation and said that I would be joining their class from 'now' on. Then I realised that today is Thursday, and my schedule said my classes were on Monday and Wednesday... at 11a.m-12.50p.m, (which I realised, again, at that time I would be attending another class...)

So off I went to ITD (IT Dept) to check again and to print my slip, a yet again I faced a setback. The 'freakin' printer was not working! Currently, I am waiting for the tech people to fix the printer, then I am going to CELPAD to unconfius myself... wish me luck, coz there is a high chance that I would have to drop my Arabic class this semester. But I always look at the bright side, and that is, I already have a book when I register again later in my life...

Man.. things can happen at really unexpected times...

Goes to show, that you really have to be careful of what you wish for.

Just write..

"The key to writing is, to start writing. Don't think, just write." from the movie, Finding Forrester.

And write i shall, but what should i write? I realised that usually I write when I am emotional or depressed. But lately, I have not been either long enough to write something. Then again, I usually just jot down some stanzas which sometimes rhyme, and most of the time do not. Being sleep deprived lately, out of my own doing (blaming the World Cup will not do me any good here), watching matches or replay of matches in the early mornings, I was hoping to be inspired whilst my mind is in numbness. Not happening either. Maybe being too actively playing games on Shockwave has dumbed my mind. But I only play the mind challenging games, not all time, but mostly. My favourite is Bloxorz (I think that is how it is spelt). It's a puzzle, the key is to get the peg into the given hole, readjusting it so it drops down perfectly. Confused? You should try it first instead of eating my words. As I am following the quote above, I am not really thinking on what I am writing. I am just letting my fingers flow whichever way it wants to.

I am not good at composition. My teacher in school once commended me on my exciting opening to an essay assignment, but then it went flat in the middle and even before you reach the end, all the air was out. I think my best achievement so far in Composition is for my SPM paper. at that time, even with the stress, I believe God sent his angels to help me. That morning, ink was flowing out of my pen onto paper without much thought. The idea was brief and the plot was simple. Just describe a day with your family or something like that. As it is, I prefer fictional characters to real life ones. The results were amazing, I believe, as I was satisfied with it. There were some grammatical errors, but hey, I didn't actually had time to recheck them after I finished my story. And because of that, I only got an A2 for my 1119 (essay assessment). But I was still happy and proud, yet sadly, for exams at that level, you will never get your paper back, no matter how good it was. I wanted to know what the evaluation was, so that I could improve on it. Try as I may, I could never write back that essay, even if I know the whole plot. I'm a one of person in most cases, which also includes movies, books and people. Hmmm... I will, with my new fighting spirit, and six entries this month, try to recreate the essay as I really want it for my keeps. :)

So, here I am at the end of my rambling and babbling, ranting and raving. I will stop here, as this exercise is pointless when I am sleepy. Yet, that is also one of the times when my ideas would want to flow as easy as the river. Man, can't it come at a better time at all? My ideas would come at the least, most inappropriate moments. I mean, when I am sleepy, when I have just shut down the computer, when I do not have anything to write on of write with, and even when I am in the toilet(!). How exasperating is that? Then, when i have the opportunity and the necessary means to write, my mind just acts as it never existed at all. Frustrated? Yes! Annoyed? Definitely! Down right maddening? Extremely! How do you supposed girl a to write when this sort of stuff happens all the time?!

A day of celebration...

A year ago, on this date (25 June 2009), the world lost (I don’t care, I’m gonna say it), THE WORLD'S GREATEST ENTERTAINER that ever lived. The grief of the lost will forever leave a huge hole in my heart, and many more I’m sure. Michael Joseph Jackson will always be remembered in our hearts.

22 years ago, on this date (25 June 1988), a lovely ickle baby was born in the name of Amiera Amir. 21 years later, the tiny lil’ baby transformed into a beautiful young lady, and we became friends. For her, this would be a day of celebration, but for obvious reason, many will be mourning.

Now, as a friend, how do I celebrate her birthday, whilst still commemorating MJ?.. By posting this page of course, and this vid..(This is my kinda celebration..)

A long time ago, when MJ was alive (!) and surrounded by controversies, he (or his animated self) appeared on my ultimate favourite TV show, The Simpsons. He was white (yellow), fat and Homer met him in a mental intitution(for an ‘ahem’ reason). The episode, as it seems, was on the subject of Lisa’s birthday. And guest what! MJ sang this song in that episode. (I actually managed to combine my three fav topic into one dedication!)

So Sugarplum, this clip is for you. Hope you have a great day, and many more blessed years to come. And hopefully our friendship is till the end. ENJOY!
(Note: Just substitute the name Lisa to Miera, and you’ll be fine)
Luv U gurl! @),--,‘----


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Loving Dr Spencer Reid..

Just can't get enough of Criminal Minds. Love the series to bits, not just because I have a weird taste on what is fun, but I love the bonding of the 'team'. Hehe.. so 'family-oriented'.

In season 5, episode 7, titled The Performer, is about an artist whose stage act character is a vampire (!).. my kind of weirness.. anyhu.. the episode was great, as usual, but I would like to highlight that although Dr Reid is supposedly a genuis, he is all so blurred about the 'real' world.. Seriously, watch this clip.. He is so cute, and so blurr that you just fall in love with 'him'. If he is real, he would definitely be my type of 'victim'... hehehe.. (sinister laugh)..

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World Cup Fever..

Every four years, there comes this fever that hits almost everyone on planet Earth. The WHO has not clearly categorised it as either a pandemic or an epidemic, but has recommended certain precautions to be taken, especially for men, as it is common for those with the Y chromosomes.

Symptoms includes

• Dark circles around the eyes
• Puffy red eyes due to lack of sleep
• Lack in concentration at work
• Definitely lack on concentration on the opposite sex
• Interest in other men (for their skills.. =p)
• Sometimes, undecipherable vocabs are heard coming from the mouth

Those who have caught the fever, will suffer from heavy headaches which will last for month (or a nit more).

Women are advised to, either stay clear of those infected, slow down on the nagging, provide necessary nourishments.

These symptoms may also infect the female gender, as any interest taken of these casualties may result in the spreading of the virus.

Scientist has yet to discover the cure for this plague, so all are advised to be patient.

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Too many Beggars...

I usually hate to go to the 'Pasar Tani' (day market) and 'Pasar Malam' (night market)for the following reasons:-

• U have to wake up early (Pasar Tani only)
• There is a whole lot of bustling and shoving around
• The noisy atmosphere
• Sometimes it gets dirty too
• Parking problems

But, yesterday I made my way to the market to get some household items, as the cupboard was close to bare and mom wasn't around. As I soon found out, it wasn't as bad as in the list. I got there at 9a.m (not bad) and easily found a parking space. There was noise, but tolerable. Loads of space to walk around, and the place was reasonably clean. But I found another, not so good of sight. Beggars. There were placed all along the pasar tani, and on the hot, hard bitumen too! There were kids with crunches, kids with a photocopy IC of who I expect was the father which mentions the he had gone blind, adults who were visually impaired singing, adults just sitting there looking terrible, then of course there were the occasional boxes for charity homes which gives away bookmarks as 'thank you' to donors. As heartfelt as I was, I was also appalled by the lack of actions by the authorities to monitor these situations.

These acts of begging for charity was describe as 'a crime, using the sympathy of others for self gain' by the Crime Analysis, Kamal Affendi Hashim in the mStar mag today (13/06/2010). And the problem is not just in my area, but it is rampant all over our beloved Malaysia. What does this show about our 'prospering' country? My question is, what are the actions taken by the authorities to combat these goings on? Are there any course of actions taken, as I have yet to see them.

It is not like I am heartless, not feeling the sympathy and all, but we all know that some of these beggars are under the watchful eyes of syndicates, whilst some are individual, and shockingly, some has made it into an 'occupation'! That is just plain terrible! Lazy people, out to gains their livelihood from people's generosity! Just Terrible!

I am not trying to stop you from your act of kindness and humanity, in fact I encourage it a lot. But, just to be on the safe side, you can donate to charity homes and organisations who are registered and have the authority to ask for donations. And if you do feel like giving to those poor souls on the streets, maybe the donations can be in other forms, such as by giving them food and drinks, rather than money. Like what was mentioned by the Secretary of Malaysian Indian Muslim Association, Mohammed Sharif Ghani (mStar 13/6/2010), we should not encourage these acts, as it will lead to other, later consequences. He further "Do not let Malaysia be a 'site' to open up a 'begging business'."

I, again, beg the authorities to act upon this problem, and the public to report if you find this situation as 'disturbing'.

The Vampiress Gives Back...

Unable to be of service to society due to the lack of iron, this time, when the opportunity arise for me to give my red essence of life, did I not let it go off lightly.. eccentrically, I held out my hand to give all that I can... Unfortunately, some minor glitches had to crop up upon my generous gesture.

First, the veins on my left hand got swollen, so I had to move so that my lifeline could be pumped out of my right hand.. Well, it is better to give with the right hand, right?

Then, when all that is to give is done, I had a spell of dizziness. Apparently, my blood pressure went below the norm, 83 in fact. So, I was kept on the bed for another 15 minutes or so, till my blood could have enough pressure to last me standing up. The second reading only reached 87, so again, on the bed, I was treated to a can of 100Plus drink. The third reading was around 99, and the Doc said I could go if I felt up to it. Off the bed I hopped, happily to be finally 'discharged', only to fall back into my dizzy spell again after a brief chat with a friend. So, overall, I think the norm time taken to donate those precious juice of life should be around 10 minutes, but I think I spent around 1 hour to get back to my feet...

Guess U shouldn't go against the odds, when you know that your norm is to 'suck' blood, not to give them.. For all you vamps out there, take this as a lesson. But I dare say that this is a challenge for me, and like the saying should go, "What you take, you must give back"... I will promise myself to continue in this line of charity.. dare I say that I liked the feeling of being 'poked'? :p

(BW: The writer is weird, I would admit that. But she does have two puncture marks, one on either arm. And the one on the left arm is still bruised and blue.. Me like it, omit the pain lah.)

Life in the FastLane

U know, every year, every semester, everyday.. i keep mentioning to myself that i have to keep updating my blog. And every of those time, i keep not doing them. Why? Laziness would be the main factor I suppose. It's not like there isn't anything that has happened in my life. There has been tonnes, in fact. But i keep thinking that they are all boring stuff and why would i want the whole world to know what has been going on in my life anyway. It's not like i'm special or famous or anything for that matter. But then again, I am the one who needs to keep up on my writing skills and this is a way for me to do so.. or should i say typing skills. :p

Anyway, the past semester in IIUM has been quite exciting, revealing, tiring, hectic, and to tell the truth, has been a great one so far.. I would say that for the upcoming semester too i would presume. But.. then again, I have been a bit busy with activities and classes. And this is just the beginning.. (I'm going off track again)

So, semester 2 2009/2010 in IIUM. I took two psychology classes; Personality and Islam and Psychology. For communication, 4 classes; FCQS (Foundation for Communicator in Quran and Sunnah), Intro to Electronic Media, Intercultural Comm, and STATISTICS.. Haha.. Some would know that i took stats for my psych minor the semester before, and so i thought i would excel this sem. I thought wrong! I mean, I understood faster because of previous stored information (long term memory... psych!), but there were some new topics that was not covered in psych stats and that got me stumped. Missing a few classes (2! and unintentional) did not help much, especially the two classes were on the new topics. Haha... But, like I always say, there is always a blessing in disguise for all mishaps.. this time it was in a form of a male Research Assistant to Dr. Saodah, also known among us (me and my two mates as RAG - R.A guy).. He is, should i say, cute, in a sense i suppose, very helpful and really cared for all the students in the class.. especially of our marks.. He really helped us on our assignments, and was always willing to answer any queries.. He even took time after work to help us with our revision, which in my life history was the first time that i revised for any of my subjects one whole week before the Finals! You may think this entry would be all about him, but nah.. im not that eccentric to go on raving bout RAG, although he was one of the major highlights of my semester...but i'll tell you one thing, his geeky appearance was fun to look at, with his nerdy glasses, the cap and never missing the MP3 earphone in his ear.. the classic cute geek if ever you see one.. i found that the character Dr Spencer Reid in Criminal Minds does have some similar qualities.. hehe (dreamy eyes..) ;p

Yes, it was that stressful for me to actually wanting an A on this paper. Why? i dont really know, but i knew i had to get an A and could not settle for anything less... another first for me, as i never really cared what i get as long as my CGPA is above 3.0.. I suppose the A for stats would hopefully boost up my so far no so good CGPA.. But alast, all hopes faltered when the paper was flipped open on exam day, and the questions were different from the ones we practiced of the previous semester's papers... got a bit confused on what the questions really wanted, then just answered them blindly using all the info that i had obtained from class, all the while believing that my lecturer did it on purpose so that i wouldn't get my A.. did i get an A? NO.. just an A-.. not too happy..

Anyway, that wasn't the only thing that happened within the sem.. I also signed up for hockey again..playing the all important role as the goalie for my mahallah (hostel). Had a great tournament, in fact we came in second.. which never happened before. And then i also signed up for the IIUM team.. meaning i'm playing for IIUM in the MASUM (Majlis Sukan2 Universiti Malaysia - Malaysian Inter-Varsity Sports) tournament.. Haha.. Me! a varsity hockey player! Hilarious...

Then there was the friendship built within the semester.. New friendship made and the old renewed .. Made a few good friends this sem.. Maryam from stats class, of course Miera and Waji, Ayob and the whole hockey team both from my mahallah team and the IIUM team. And then there's always Sofia, Farhan, Syasa, Eida, Cici, Zainab, and not forgetting the people in CSD and Peers and my roomates, Sieha and Eycha. The great times I have spent with these people, their encouragements for me when my hopes were down, their laughter, support, love and care... i would never forget their contributions in my life. In short, eventhough my results did not come out too good (went down a bit), but having these people around me did not leave me time to be depressed or sad.. Their ambience and good vibes are always strenghtening, cheerful, upbeat, and uplifting. And i have to add Oyen here because he is one handsome, charming cat.. and i can talk to him forever.. (dreamy eyes again..)

All in all, my semester was really lively, fun and i would never change it a bit.. well, maybe my result.. please?

Criminal Minds - 4.09 - 52 Pick-Up - Reid in a Club

Just found this vid on Youtube and it just got to me, for several different reasons; some are connected to my recent semester in uni. Those who have been together with me throught the whole of last sem would understand, especially my friend Miera.. haha... Just had to have this on my post..