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Hah! 8th October, marked the first day of work in Expeditors, the place my sister works, currently. I’ll be working as the assistant as in doing the simple jobs like filing, data entry etc. I’d worked at this company for three months before, last year. So yeah, here I am again. Gotta go prepare some clothes now. Chiaoz

P/S: I’m using my sister’s pc most of the time. My monitor kaput-ed and my mouse is half kaput-ed. So, I’ll find a way out and will blog a book review. Heh.

Finally, I’m home. A place where I see my mom and dad every morning. A place where I can fool around with my little nephew and niece everyday. A place where I find no frustrations, no worries, no troubles, no hot potatoes. A place where I find a complete peace and freedom.

Friends (from hometown, to be specific) are having their own time attending classes whilst I’m having leisure time to do whatever I want. I’ll be glad to meet up with you guys again. A gathering, I mean gatherings would be so much fun. I remember the times we all spent our times in the cybercafe until before dawn. Hitting the keyboards and clicking the mice. We were indeed mad. But, those are memories, those of sweet ones. You guys are cool.

What about friends from uni? Little time only we had, but great friendship there with you people. We spent most of the time talking non-sense as we always do, analysing what’s the rationale of doing this and that, thinking critically for just anything, showing our favouritism to a particular lecturer (sharing the same birth date as I do, that’s special) and most importantly we had fun.

Second sem had just gone, I’d never forgotten how enjoyable studying Journalism, Literature, most unforgettable one would be Critical Thinking & Reading. Fantastic lecturers despite having a little misunderstanding, but hope a change in him will occur for the benefit of our fellow juniors. Exam’s questions were easier than expected. But that doesn’t mean I manage to get an A for all subjects. I did my best.

Two semesters just passed by in a glimpse of an eye. Lots of thing happened; I’d picked up foosball, I’d get to live on my own, I’d made many new friends, I’d even tried things I never did before. These were all an eye-opener to me. I’d learned and still learning to have a better life.

Read a few of articles about people’s relationship, even the books I’m reading now is about gay relationship. I’m not talking about fuck and go, it’s about love. How do you perceive love? I’m still searching for an answer to that. It’s not easy. From the looking at so many failed relationships, I somehow afraid to be any near it. Not courage enough to even think about it. It’s darn complicated.

To whoever who reads my blog, especially my fellow lovely coursemates, holiday is up and people already gone back to their respective hometowns, except for those of the locals (Selangor/Wilayah Persekutuan). 3 months of break, I’m gonna work for sure and already grab the vacancy. Brilliant, I am. (Yea, I know.) What about you people? Any plans?

Oh yeah, speaking of plans, I’m terribly sorry for I can’t make it for the Oct 20th’s meeting. I’ll be in Bangkok by then. (On holiday mah.) Sigh. I just couldn’t recall about my holiday trip when we’re discussing the dates. Such a big fat ass forgetful person.

Anyway, keep in touch okay? MSN, SMS, calls, blogs, whatever. I’ll see you guys when I’ll see you guys. I’m going home 12 hours from now. Chiaoz

Doo doo doo ~ Life sucks sometimes. Here’s how it works:

When bad things happen, they usually come by consecutively.

When they’re so consistent, you’ll have sleepless nights.

When you don’t sleep, tired-ness be one of the reasons you don’t entertain others.

When you’re tired, lazy-ness come bugging you.

Eventually, nothing good will ever happen.

Live with it and life goes on.

That’s the reality.

I’m not a good person.

I’m a rebel.

I’m easily provoked.

I think too much.

I take things for granted.

I don’t care enough for people.

I don’t do things up to an expected standard.

I suck.

I don’t give anymore damn thing to this.

I’m going home.

You know, we, consist of myself, Michelle, Amy Chin, Ah Chee, Ian, Kah Joon, Sue Sin, Carmen, Shan and her friends, went to a lake park in Taman Jaya to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

So what’s Lantern Festival? It’s also known as Mooncake Festival, or rather more formal; Mid Autumn Festival. I’ve just glanced through some websites about this occasion and I found there’s so many variations of story! No wonder there’s so many people telling all sorts of stories. Oh boy, which is the exact one? We even discussed it last night and Carmen came up with the story that I knew too. It was about a message which had been put into the mooncake to deliver to some prisoner? Errh, I don’t really remember it though. Haha. Well, internet helps in this case

Anyway, we found a good spot to sit and also to hang the candles on the closest trees. And you know what? There were so many groups of people there, sitting in their respective groups with their own lantern-decorating creativity. Yea, mostly chi-eds! Haha, I’m not discriminating but it’s a traditional thing, and no, it’s not religious. So what I meant was that mostly Chinese will celebrate this festival. The small ones will just get the lanterns and candles from their parents and start to play them like nobody’s business. Haha.

The best thing was; we had lotsa fun lighting the candles, hanging the lanterns, and chit-chatting. And Carmen brought some mooncakes, two actually, one of it was home-made. Taste good. Sue Sin and Amy Chin went back early, I think they were bore to death! Haha. I guess they’re tired and needed to rest. And so, the rest of us sat there until 12am. If I don’t have to be home before 1am, I think we’ll stayed up even later.

Here’s some pictures.

Yeah that’s all. Chiaoz

We’ve long waited for this day (Friday, 14th Sept) to meet Carmen’s friend, Fahmi Reza, an independent film maker and other film makers as well. So, we went to Central Market (the building after Central Market actually) where the freedom film fest took place. It’s so crowded. “Sambutan yang amat hangat”, said Kah Joon. Haha.

Well, it was an eye opener to all of us. We get to know the untold stories of our history. Do you know what’s ‘hartal’? It’s a mass protest against the government. Google it and you shall find where the word derived from.

In Fahmi Reza’s movie (10 tahun sebelum merdeka), ‘hartal’ is introduced to us (the ones who have never heard of this term) and it was used by all the unions (everybody, at that time) to strike against the federation constitution (perlembagaan persekutuan) because it’s based on race. People fought for another constitution, known as citizen constitution (perlembagaan rakyat) which was fair for everybody, but the British representatives, advisors from the Conference of Rulers and Malayan political leaders forced the people to accept federation constitution. Anybody who against it will be caught by the “dictators” and that’s when state of emergency happened.

So yea, that’s about hartal. We didn’t get to see this word in history textbooks nor hear it from anyone. We are very much retarded by the government’s education system. Not being revealed the truth about the history, aren’t we supposed to know about our own country’s past? Maybe these stories will erupt controversies and repeat, but wouldn’t that be a lesson for us all to learn and proceed to develop a better country? I feel somewhat shameful not knowing the truths of our beloved tanahair.

Most of the people here in Malaysia do not really care about the history. What’s history to them? They said, what’s passed is past. Try asking them what merdeka means to them. They said, it’s all about Tunku Abdul Rahman shouted “Merdeka!” for seven times at Stadium Merdeka on 31 August 1957. That’s all about it, not wanting to know more about it, either before or after merdeka and that’s what appeared in textbooks. What’s citizen constitution? What’s federation constitution?

Anyway, there were three other clips. One of them was made by Eunice and her fellow friends, Singaporeans, which talked about Chin Peng, the Communist. They spent two years and about 30k sing dollar in search of Chin Peng, but they didn’t manage to find him but his fellow comrades. They were showed by them where they usually hid in the woods and also how they survived. The other video was Idiot Nation. You see it in YouTube. Click on the link here to see. And lastly, an Aljazeera’s talk show with two history researchers about the Japanese Occupation during the second world war. River Kwai? Familiar?

I’m so into history right now. I used to hate history, as in the subject, because we’re only exposed the good side of the history and we had to memorize them for the sake of exam. The worst thing is, I have short-term memory lost, so I don’t remember and yea, I’m too lazy to remember them. lol.

So uhh, I think I should stop my blog here. I need to study for tomorrow’s exam; Semantics. Chiaoz

16 September, mark of the 44th year of the formation of Malaysia, which includes Federation of Malaya, Sabah and Sarawak. It’s called “Hari Malaysia”.

• Why isn’t anybody celebrating this day?
• Are they ignoring it just because “Hari Merdeka” says it all?
• How many people would actually care about the history of Malaysia?
• Aren’t we proud of the historians who formed Malaysia at that time?
• How do those East Malaysians feel when 16 September is being ignored?
• If they feel discontent, why isn’t anybody voice them out?
• What is the action taken?
• Who can answer my questions?

Sigh. This is unfair.

I’ll be sitting for exam from 12th – 25th Sept.
6 subs altogether. One down already, yeahh!
Anyway, back to revision, tomorrow’s Grammar paper.

P/S: Today marks the first day of Puasa! I’m fasting! Yeah man! So, no food for me. All I can eat is dinner and that’s about it.

Chiaoz ;P

Just a plain crave for dodols.

Haha.

Since Kor and I were going to look for my sister, Jessica, in Bangsar. We decided to dine at one of the food store in Bangsar, instead of the ones in PJ, yea, got bored of it already.

“There. Ipoh Old Town. Looks good eh? Try eat here lah ok? Ahh, okok.”

Food was not-too-bad, but was rather expensive. I had Super Noodle (as in the picture shown below) with some slices of sotong which placed so nicely that they looked like slices of abalone! Haha. Kor had only a bowl of fishballs, and he only ate half of it, as to what he’d said “I’m not suppose to eat.”

The actual signboard is an old-school one with Chinese characters, but there wasn’t enough of lights, so it’s dark and I’ve edited it. Looks odd though. Haha.

Yum Yum.