3 minutes...max

You ever watch a show or a movie, then the hero or someone you like does something stupid like run the wrong way or hit the wrong person, and in your head you're thinking, "you idiot! don't do that!" or something like that?

That's pretty much how I feel watching my counselling video. I'm looking at myself and I'm thinking "what the hell??? Not like that!!!" I couldn't get through a quarter of the video without feeling like throwing rocks at the screen or breaking something.

Then a shocking realization hits me...this video's gonna be shown in class tomorrow...someone kill me...cause I don't wanna be here tomorrow.

A luxury underestimated by many

The people around be, whether they're people from back home, people I've recently met in KL, or people that I just barely know, they've all been a great blessing in my life. Though I don't often show it, I really appreciate you guys just being there. :)

Being honest, life hasn't been all candies and marshmellows to me recently. I'm being bombed with too much responsibility to handle, many of them I've induced on myself. I've been spending a lot of time regretting, thinking how it could've gone better, and wondering why things aren't going better. In fact I've been tempted to rant out on my blog on more than one occasion but stopped myself just before I could do it.

I've pretty much implanted myself with the idea that if I can't do it alone, then I'm just gonna have to take the fall and get back up myself. But if I lean on others, I'm setting myself up for a fall much worse than the former. (truth be told, this theory has been proven consistently true for a while now)

I have, however, also underestimated the value of having people around me. I rarely realize that them being around stops me from doing stupid things, they keep me motivated, and they remind me that I am, afterall, only human.

So for the first post in a while, I want to thank God for all the great people He's surrounded my life with. You guys have simply been... awesome... :)

2 months isn't long enough...

Assignments...assignments...assignments... it's basically synonymous with stress, headaches and anxiety. There's something about this semester that I just don't like.

Two months pass and I still can't get over it...I still think I need it...but I defenitely can't stand it...

Next Step?

It's been a long ride, and it's been fun. Now that it's down to the last 2 semesters of my college life, I've gotta start deciding where I'm gonna go next.

- Advance Diploma?
- UTAR?
- HELP?
- Others?

Though I'm starting to doubt I want to continue advance again. If only cause I'd like to stay home a little longer and just enjoy the little things I love doing like eat Sabahan food, see people I haven't seen in long long times, get better at manual driving etc.

Maybe the excitement I felt coming to TAR has kinda died down a little. There isn't much opportunity for exploration anymore, people here are always so busy, and going out feels like too much of a hassle with how far everything is from each other.

I'm still not confirmed on anything though, and it's been awesome being here. :) I'll just wait and see.

Oh, if I had known...

...if I had known I would be coming to TARC... I'd have continued taking chinese in high school! Granted, that would give me another 9G for my SPM, but still...I would be able to take pride in being slightly more competent in my chinese.

It's so sad being stuck only half understanding what I read and hear. :(

Stole this from my sister's FB

Uploaded a month ago, but taken while she was at home probably 2 or 3 months ago.

she's stealing my ideas! :(

Sometimes, you just need to scream...

but then you realize...there isn't a place...or person, that allows that.

:(

"It's quite chilly..."

The years would turn to months

The months would turn to days

The days would turn to hours

The hours would turn to minutes

The minutes would turn to seconds



Eventually, I would find myself back here...I think one reason I love KK so much is, even when I'm huddled up all alone under my blanket in my room, there's a comforting feeling knowing that you have somewhere only I can go.


Over here, some alone time is so hard to get with a roommate always around. Even without them, the silence is more cold and rejecting than comforting. At any time when you start to ease into the moment, you just can't shake the feeling they could pop in and spoil it at any time.

As much as I miss home, KL does have a certain distinctive charm that makes me want to come back eventually: the people, the food, the college etc. But being home I can (most of the time) keep away from the things that bring out the worst in me. *sigh*

It really is pretty depressing

My hard disk, not even 2 months old, has barely ever left my room, never been dropped, been taken the best care, just somehow manages to find a way to die on me.

close to 200GB worth of files gone... and I don't even know why!!! I feel like breaking something, then associating it with the death of my hard disk. At least then I'd have a reason why it broke.

Home...again...

Cousin seriously asks: Ei, what do you call the gayung in english?
me: *doesn't know*
everybody else: *sits quietly for like, a minute, pondering the question*

Finally...

Aunt: Cup!!! :D

Haha. I forgot how fun my relatives can be around and how much I've missed out while I was gone. Mum was the one who eventually got the answer right, calling it a ladle.

Just got back from my cousin's (not the 1 with the joke up there!) wedding. Congrats! I actually wanted to post something about the wedding...but I can't seem to remember what it was. Well, I'll just post up some pics, of the day. Till I remember what to write! :D




Picking up the bride





Wedding dinner





Menu





Cake cutting ceremony





Cousin





Cousin





Cousin€





Cousinssss

Cousin's Daughter

Another cousin's daughter

Cousin's daugthers

This one is my cousin and my brother. :)