Fear can move people to do inscribable things; jumping down from the third floor to escape a loose snake in the building. An artist once said without consciousness, one will have fear. We are scared of things unknown;the invisible monster under the bed, the ghost of the darkest night. We fall prey to guilt and fear the consequence of our actions. Does that mean we create fear in our mind to remind us of deeds that are sinful that we have done?
Life can be harder, more painful than death. A mother may illustrate the pain of childbirth but the pain of growing up is indescribable. Heartache, death, poverty, insecurity, rejection, saying farewell. Aren't they important ingredients of growth? However painful life is, we still move on. Just like a pottery that has been shattered and pieced together back with glue, forming a disfigured piece. Nevertheless, disfigurement sometimes add refinement, giving the piece a sort of untouchable beauty. "Take me apart, rend me assunder. I will still remain intact". A big question pops up in my mind. "How long will it survive the passage of time and torment?"
Monday, October 13, 2008
Monday, September 29, 2008
Nyahahaha..I have nothing to do right now, so I'm trying out a new personality quiz. Hmm...why people love to justify classify others through this kinda quizZ?Isn't social stratification is enough?
Blerghh...the point of my argument is that, do you have to take personality quizzes to assure that you're an egotist, temperamental, etc..? Surely one knows whether one has wart, loves mine-digging more than anything, etc...I do know I can be a bitch when someone pissed me off, but I also happen to be a good therapist to others. Point: You should do something more beneficial than taking personality quizzes.they crap.don't believe them 100%.
Blerghh...the point of my argument is that, do you have to take personality quizzes to assure that you're an egotist, temperamental, etc..? Surely one knows whether one has wart, loves mine-digging more than anything, etc...I do know I can be a bitch when someone pissed me off, but I also happen to be a good therapist to others. Point: You should do something more beneficial than taking personality quizzes.they crap.don't believe them 100%.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I'm with u all the way, people!
I don't know why am I into this, must be because I'm such a lame brain since I'm opening another blog here. I can't help it since the collective TESLians from Melaka are here.
We are the leaders of the ummah.
That's the song that I have to memorize since I'll be staying here for the next 4 years. sigh~I miss being with in Melaka with all friends there eventhough we met for a brief time. I was innocent 18 n such a goody2 two shoes when I was there. The memory of hearing a classmate confessed reading dictionary is his hobby gave me jeebies "This lot are super nerd!"
It turns out to be the opposite-they're the funniest bunch of people I've ever met (other than the Kuro2 couple n my crazy mates).
I've turned 19 now. How time passes quickly. No matter how hard I wish and will it to stand still, the flow of time still continues. I bitched about being left out all alone in UIAM. Next time, I'll be crying because I'll be graduating from the university and leave all the good, the bad and the sweet things that I'll be accumulating here. Life is going to be harsh then after garduation, so leaving university will feel hard on me. I hope I'll still be in touch with my old chums, get my dream job, travel all around the world, settle up with a nice guy and when I'm old and senile, I'll be contented with what I've been through even though I cannot comprehend the reason for that feeling.
Aiyoo~~I'm writing such nonsensical, soppy things. I think getting mature has taken its effect on me-I'm having a vertigo of adulthood. I think I prefer to be forever 17. The world doesn't seem to whirl to much and the vast magnitude of reality effects fully on adults only (being a teenager is the most painful and at the same time wonderful thing).
P/s: today we have islamic entrepreneur festival. there are too many cheap n wonderful things, my eyes went cross. the strawberry dipped in chocolate is too much offensive to my tastebud, thanks. Though, the food they sell here are variant and there are many handicrafts from different countries and they're super dupper cheap! God, preserve me from festival sales!
pss: I saw this beautiful bracelet made in India (it costs only rm15! and the true value of it is rm89!) and I was thinking of buying it as a gift for someone. There is also a stall where they sell men's accessories (ikram would go crazy if he's here) and there's also a book sale where you can buy 3 novels for just RM 15! I'd go on and on forever about the wares they merchandise here. The laptops are sold with lower price than the market just for students. I'm planning to buy one, by bugging my dad to give me the money. Whee!
That's all for now, adieu~~~
We are the leaders of the ummah.
That's the song that I have to memorize since I'll be staying here for the next 4 years. sigh~I miss being with in Melaka with all friends there eventhough we met for a brief time. I was innocent 18 n such a goody2 two shoes when I was there. The memory of hearing a classmate confessed reading dictionary is his hobby gave me jeebies "This lot are super nerd!"
It turns out to be the opposite-they're the funniest bunch of people I've ever met (other than the Kuro2 couple n my crazy mates).
I've turned 19 now. How time passes quickly. No matter how hard I wish and will it to stand still, the flow of time still continues. I bitched about being left out all alone in UIAM. Next time, I'll be crying because I'll be graduating from the university and leave all the good, the bad and the sweet things that I'll be accumulating here. Life is going to be harsh then after garduation, so leaving university will feel hard on me. I hope I'll still be in touch with my old chums, get my dream job, travel all around the world, settle up with a nice guy and when I'm old and senile, I'll be contented with what I've been through even though I cannot comprehend the reason for that feeling.
Aiyoo~~I'm writing such nonsensical, soppy things. I think getting mature has taken its effect on me-I'm having a vertigo of adulthood. I think I prefer to be forever 17. The world doesn't seem to whirl to much and the vast magnitude of reality effects fully on adults only (being a teenager is the most painful and at the same time wonderful thing).
P/s: today we have islamic entrepreneur festival. there are too many cheap n wonderful things, my eyes went cross. the strawberry dipped in chocolate is too much offensive to my tastebud, thanks. Though, the food they sell here are variant and there are many handicrafts from different countries and they're super dupper cheap! God, preserve me from festival sales!
pss: I saw this beautiful bracelet made in India (it costs only rm15! and the true value of it is rm89!) and I was thinking of buying it as a gift for someone. There is also a stall where they sell men's accessories (ikram would go crazy if he's here) and there's also a book sale where you can buy 3 novels for just RM 15! I'd go on and on forever about the wares they merchandise here. The laptops are sold with lower price than the market just for students. I'm planning to buy one, by bugging my dad to give me the money. Whee!
That's all for now, adieu~~~
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