redirecting
bliss is…
...going for breakfast, goofing and laughing over 'big bang theory' with the other two musketeers.
…meeting close friends and chatting as if none of us have ever left.
…saving a friend and killing a Hunter, Smoker or Boomer in Left4Dead.
…receiving unexpected packages from a dream university.
...reading a good book in an air-conditioned room amidst the din surrounding card games happening in the space right beside.
…winning bets made in mahjong games.
…going on random outings around ipoh (pet shops, coffee shops, schools) with cousins.
….revisiting a place i often went when a child, tracing my footsteps back to a lost childhood and finding remnants of it still there, hidden in unexpected places.
…being chased, and chasing, a certain playful puppy beagle which reminds me so much of my own dalmatian, which i miss sorely.
…finishing the aforementioned good book and literally having my breath taken away by the depth of the story.
…not having to choose between upten, ba or coe when it comes to meals.
…working on a review on Arundhati Roy's 'The God of Small Things' and devouring Harriet Beecher Stowe's controversial 'Uncle Tom's Cabin'.
for a lack of better words...
Random pictures found in the camera during Chinese New Year 2009:

grandma's house- where i spent the first, second and third day of CNY. i really liked the air of festivity in the house.

my youngest sister who can be quite crazy at times.

i've been in to my grandma's house so many times yet this pictures seems so unfamiliar and strange. like it's someone else's house and i'm just a visitor standing in a corner trying to drink in my surroundings.

basically, my CNY was about card games,

cousins (young and ermm old)

JJ the newly-bought dog (a beagle) which lives a pampered life (perhaps even more luxurious than mine),

more chor dai dee and 21,

more young cousins,

and cute little ones!
it was also about biscuits and cookies, angpows, family reunions, gossips, unknown yet familiar faces, penang food, relatives' spouses (and girlfriends), friends and so many happy moments that remain imprinted on my mind but uncaptured on camera.
though i'm a tad late, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!
IM GONNA BE HAPPY IM GONNA BE HAPPY IM GONNA BE HAPPY IM GONNA BE HAPPY.
JUST STOP THINKING AND I'LL BE HAPPY.
home is a day away, and all will be over. J
Yes. I'm like a highly sensitive, picky, demanding, defensive and ultra-fragile safety mechanism.
So what?
completely random
I like rainy days. The sight and sound of raindrops are so therapeutic. The roaring thunder and flashes of lightning make me feel safe, somehow. Why won’t it rain now? I wonder how it feels like to live in rainy places like Seattle.
I can’t seem to dwell on an issue long enough to properly write something about it; my mind keeps flitting between various thoughts I have, thus the short hiatus.
How do you write an essay outline for such a dull topic as ‘school children should not have long holidays’? The word ‘long’ is so subjective; a week, a month, a year? Knowing that the work you are doing is pointless yet HAVING to do it nonetheless is a classic example of how youths waste their lives away. Talk about vandalism, lepak, yum cha etc. (Some of the ‘vandalised’ walls, if not polluted with obscenities and what-nots, can be quite creative.) To quote Scrooge, bah humbug! I learn more from yum cha sessions and hanging out with friends than sitting down here trying to churn out points for an essay outline or memorising the definitions of system units, LAN, WAN, IP address etc (most of which I dont understand). There, I’ve said it!
Why are some people so righteous, obedient, (insert positive traits) and others so rebellious, free-spirited, lazy (insert not-so-positive traits)? And I find myself leaning towards the latter. I don’t want to be just one mass-produced unit among many; I don’t want to be the end result of our education system. I want much more than that! I have my own thoughts and opinions; I want to be different; I don’t want to conform to the norm and just be well, ordinary. This place, and system, can be so stifling at times.
Wow. I didn’t mean to write about these things. I just wanted to get some thoughts out of my mind. My mind goes crazy when I think too much, and I usually do.
I’m looking forward to CNY (don’t know whether it’ll be my last one here for a long time; ironically, I hope it will), and happy joyful blissful ecstatic moments with family and friends at home.
Homesickness is finally setting in, for real.
I'm trying to change -not to overwhelm myself with too many things at once. Right now, I'm just trying to find a comfortable spot on the hard chair while squinting at the laptop screen, devouring the oh-so-dull computing notes. I'm nearing the end of my second trimester, and I don't think I've changed (or have been changed) so much in such a short span of time, mentally, emotionally and ermm physically. I still feel very much surprised at the way some of the things are run around here, sometimes. And just when I thought I knew the people around me well, they would sneak behind my back and startle me (metaphorically of course). We're all Malaysians, but I must say that my circle of friends here are made up of very diverse minds, VERY indeed. Having spent six months with them, they have left traces of themselves in me, my character and my perspectives, and I them.
Pillows don't work against chairs with extremely straight backs and hard seats. I speak from experience.
Computing beckons. sighs
