I’m gone…
February 16, 2007
To a place where red packets rule, a week of visiting (quite boring) relatives (but that’s where red packets come from), a week of guilty binging and a week of not sleeping on my own comfy bed.
Yes, I’m actually not too excited about Chinese New Year. If you’re in my position,you might just understand why. But nonetheless, Happy Chinese New Year and Happy holidays, people!
Abdul (Local) and Jasmyin, thanks for making this year’s Valentines a bearable one. Michelle, I’m still feeling so sorry for the lost of something precious to you.
Take care people!
Coffee
February 11, 2007
So I finally officiated my French Press Coffee Maker a.k.a the coffee plunger today, after getting an airtight container and some sugar. The aroma of Ipoh Coffee home brewed was awesome, although I think I’ll add a lil more coffee powder next time. And more milk. I’m not exactly a purist, you see. I take my cappucino with cinnamon and vanilla powder on it, and some Equal, but I do try to minimalise on the amount of sugar. Last time I had a cap, I used only 1 sachet of sugar. Should be breaking the no-sugar barrier in no time.
I wonder how much caffeine these Ipoh Coffee has. We’ll know in a few hours time, if whether I’ll be able to sleep, or otherwise.
Sigh…High on caffeine, low on life.
A moment of bliss, an eternity of suffering
February 10, 2007
Sounds serious, no? Nah, I’m actually just referring to my internet connection. It’s bloody important in a MMU student’s life, and my internet connection is definitely in the dumps. I’ll get connected for a few precious moments, and get cut off for the next God-knows-how-long.
Okay, rantings (or bitch-ing if some of you prefer) aside, it’s been a while since I updated. Partly it’s because of the sucky internet connection, and partly because I refuse to stay in my room for a long period. It’s all part of my Use-My-Time-As-Best-As-I-Can policy. Staying in my room = being alone, so I’d rather go out and hang out with pals, or do something.
The exercise regime has been going on pretty well, and swimming has become a near-daily sport compared to a hassle as it used to be. The results? No idea, since it’s just been about 2 weeks, but the satisfaction gained from knowing that I have the mental discipline to do that is immense, and hopefully I’ll be able to go on with this in the working life, though I may have to subsitute the pool with the running (which I absolutely detest).
Life hasn’t been absolutely packed, but it’s been awesome. 2 weeks passed by rather fast, what with Industrial Training Program presentation was last week, and the pressure for FYP is mounting. The clock is ticking, and if I want a possible shot at a good result, I’ll have to work doubly hard. But I reckon with another bit of self discipline (+ 3 weekdays free of classes!), I guess I can do it.
This trimester brings the realisation more than ever that life is really in your own hands. You live it the way you want it to be, and though fate often hovers around, you can take control of most things you have in your life. You can choose to be a recluse, or make the most out of your time. You can choose to continue having that flab on your stomach and the double chin, or you can choose to do something about it. You can choose to procrastinate, or you can choose to work hard on your FYP. It all takes a lil mental planning, and a lot of self pushing. It takes some maturity, but that’s probably the strongest weapon we have as we grow up. Arm yourself with some sense and maturity, and you can definitely make the best out of your life.
Life is definitely going the way I want it to, except for 1 aspect of it. But I guess I won’t complain too much about it. I reckon I have enough maturity to handle that part too.
One sure sign…
February 4, 2007
That indicates that you’re old (in terms of university age) is that you’re requested to be at the presence of meetings, but only to advice. You have the option to pick up a job and do it, but you’re just too lazy. (or you’ve probably done that event before) Life feels unfulfilling nowadays, since you don’t achieve something solid, but instead just dwelling on previous memories. Envy sets in as you see younger friends being busy, organizing this and that, while you bitch with your same aged friends or level of studies about the complexity of Final Year Project, and how your meeting with your supervisor is coming and you’ve done nuts.
Time sure passes by. Life is a vicious cycle. We spend 5 years in secondary school, achieve so much, bask in its glory and start afresh in university. Then it’s another 5 years of flexing your organizing and/or social skills, and leave with great memories, and start fresh at the working life. Is that one eternal? Not so either, unless you stick with a company for years and years. It’s could possibly be mundane too, if I end up in the same situation I faced in my industrial training.
Sigh…I’m gonna miss this life. Now excuse me while I go bitch with friends about how we haven’t finished our ITP slides yet.
Think simple
February 2, 2007
I scored well in Interpersonal Communications, but sometimes I overthink things. Overinterpret small insignificant gestures. I am so used to twisted messages, that simple ones get by me. Sometimes it’s just easier to think less. I shall take and interpret whatever comes head on, and hope for the best. Life is as good as it gets nowadays, so I’ll be thankful for it. I guess I’m living everyday as I intended it to be, with some effort from myself. Nonetheless, Thank you God for everything. 🙂
I guess the idea of being single is beginning to feel familiar. It’s just that at times like these, I yearn for the familiarity of someone to call mine. I’ve always enjoyed every moment being in a relationship, and 3 months plus being single is a record for me ever since the 1st time I was in a relationship. I guess it’s partly caused by me, since I’ve decided to wait around, after confession. I honor my words, and sincerely, no one else has caught my eyes and heart ever since, anyways.
I am now totally aware of my desires, but am I setting the bar too high up? I am in no rush, but I’ll just need some assistance to get by times like this. I guess that’s why I ended up turning to my blog then. Well…I should really go do something better with my time now.
Satisfaction guaranteed
February 2, 2007
She asked me if I was satisfied with the trip. With a smile that no one probably could see, and satisfaction brimming in my heart, I said “Yeah”, I achieved a lot of things I wanted to do with that trip.
I got to finally go on a trip before the start of my final trimester, and possibly the toughest ever with the FYP in mind. I get to hang out with friends. I finally got to explore Malacca as I’ve never had, although I go to Malacca at least once or twice a year. I spent my day as fine as I ever could, and it would probably rate highest among my well spent day.
I was glad it happened, and sure as glad you brought it up in the first place, mentioning not ever really visited Malacca before. I had great fun showing Malacca campus around, and it gave me opportunity to meet back an English lecturer I haven’t met for 4 years, but yet still remembered me, albeit the wrong name though. But it’s commendable, after going through roughly 20 student per sem x 3 sems per year x 4 years, she still remembers me. I’m glad for the chance to walk down the memory lane again, reliving my younger years, now that I’m a stone throw away from graduation.
I’m glad I had the chance to take a different kind of trip, being already bored with going to malls, movies and food in KL all my life. I’m glad to Jasmyin and Nadine for being the wonderful tourguide, and making sure that not one minute since we arrived in Malacca was wasted.
I’m glad for the 5 kinds of food I tasted, and finally having the Jonker’s street famous cendol, delicious Taiwan Mee and authentic Portugese food. The drive back and fatigue was barely felt, and we were in Cyberjaya in no time, thanks to a great company. It was a drive back I was apprehensive to take due to the dark roads and my inexperience in such situation, but having you beside surely made the journey passed by very fast.
Thanks for choosing to spend your day with me. It was awesome, and we really should do it again.
Transitory moments in life 
