Post-student life.

Can't believe how fast time passes, its been a week since I got back.

Life as a graduate isn't that great, especially when you're unemployed. And its different being home this time around. Things seemed the same (same loving parents and friends), but I guess I've changed, or more like I've grown up, no longer the pampered kid who bid goodbye 3 years ago. Well I just have to readapt to my life here, not a big deal.

So before I left Melbourne, a great friend of mine requested for a post, hah (you know who you are). So I decided to dedicate one to him, for being such an awesome friend, probably the best I've met, and not to forget a great photographer even though you came super late! I usually don't do this, but yeah if you're reading, remember to appreciate this better! And thanks for the photos :)

I miss my life in Melbourne. But its always good to be with your family. :)

Thou Shall Prevail

These are very troubling times for some(myself included). for 21 over years,never have I been through this(well for the most part of those 21 years i've been naive),so many whom i know personally going through different problems that would probably affect our futures. How we shall deal with this,I have no idea,it would probably differ from one to another as we all have different problems, but what I am sure of is we are not alone. Despite knowing that having friends around will not make any difference in relations to the problem,but their presence seems somewhat comforting.

As with any previous problems I've gone through(not like their big or anything),I have always gone for the logical approach as much as i can(at least to my mind they make sense).Ever heard of the balloon analogy?Its when you bury your negative emotions deep inside whenever you have them,hide behind a fake smile and as time goes by,those buried emotions slowly fills up the 'balloon' and when it reaches its limit,it pops. I sometimes wonder if I am doing just that. Have I discarded or buried my emotions all this while?weird isnt it?how in hell does one choose how to feel?

However,not the point of this post. If you're reading this(and you will know who you are),mark my words,we will get through this. What didnt kill us will make us stronger as a person. And I've promised myself I will try to get through this on my terms,no short cuts. And I hope for the best for others going through the same.



On a very different note,I've heard stories of Jala's 'boring' life in Melbourne.Its pure bullshit. Shes having too much fun to even blog,guess i am truly the boring one,not much surprise there.And yes,if any of you were wondering,I will sue her for plagiarism(wanna make a quick buck there). and congratulations on her graduation

So I'm finally graduating this Saturday, after the long 3 years of being an 'awesome' student.

And my family is arriving on Friday morning, cant wait :))

Soon after that.. Malaysia, watch out! (plagiarised from faisal)

I apologised for being MIA. Life's too dry there's nothing to blog about. 

Till death do you part

About a week ago,my parents tag teamed against me.It was quite smart how they did it. I was downstairs playing video games(while waiting for people who have no sense of urgency to text,you know who you are)Then my mom sat next to me and just watched me play.A bit later ,dad came down and sat on my other side and my parents had some idle conversation. Out of nowhere,mom asked me whether i'll get married to a Malay or none malay and continued to explain that it will complicated if its a none malay and bla3. Aint gonna put up what my response was but i thought it was a good enough response to cut it short.But no,dad had to come in asking how old do I think I'll be when i get married.And I was cornered(more like sandwiched actually) by my two parents and they kept bombarding me with questions on this.

I reckon they're going through midlife crisis or their concern for their 'always been single' child is uncalled for. To be fair,I've worked very hard to disclose my 'love life'(not really,no 'love' in the first place,whats there to hide).They're probably concern for their only 'single' child. Having said that,2 of my friends came to the conclusion that i'll be marrying 3(and i thought i wont be marrying any).Still,its one of those things that i just cant be bothered. so my defence has always been that no one wants me,thus the song above(its in bahasa).And no,i aint getting married anytime soon although someone is trying her hand at matchmaking me.How amazing some friends are.

On another note,apologies for not doing the car yet,thought this would be more interesting. been constantly out for the last couple of weeks,its the holiday season,what would ya expect.went to ss19 and the car hit a bump(goddamnit)so it aint perfect anymore.still,till next time

Ello Yellow!

Life has been fantastic!

I'm starting to miss Melbourne, the life and the people here. Its been a great home for me for the past 3 yrs and I'm gonna miss this place like crazy!

Anyway, just a lil update on my life. Ever since post-exam period, I've been doing nothing else but bumming around! Its always nice doing whatever you want to without much worries, esp knowing that you're officially done with uni. So yeah, you know the routine.. eat, sleep, tv, movies, series, friends, birthdays.. and even better now.. having your best friend here with you! She just arrived yesterday, we gonna have a hell loads of fun for the next 2 weeks. I'm just hoping that I don't ended up with a huge overdraft. :D

And after she leaves, my beloved brother would be here. What a perfect timing to refill the huge hole in your bank account! Nah kidding.. maybe just free meals would do! Cant wait cant wait!

So 1 more month of bumming till I leave Melb for good.. and then its back to the reality! 

I can't stop smiling now.. life has never been this great. 

To you peeps out there, I hope life is as good for you too. :)

World Cup

Currently hit by the world cup fever(aint that news). Almost the whole family picked their teams for the on going world cup. Dad and my lil sister went for one of the big favourites(argentina), my bro took the ever boring england,my older sister took spain and sumthing else and yours truly took the team he's been supporting for more than 10 years,the dutch. And this time around I'm laughing a hell of a lot. Its about time the dutch win something.euro 2 years ago was annoying.

Made a 100 bucks bet with my aunt. I picked Netherland to win it and she reckons brasil. also made a vow if netherland wins this world cup,i'll be wearing orange for one whole day,heck,i'll even drive around in an orange car(more bout that next time i blog). Maybe i should go to the office on that day to claim my money,that would be fun.

Malaysians amaze me. We would go so far just to have that sense of belonging. The world cup for instance affects not only football fans but converts people who dont normally watch footie into fanatics.I recall a guy interviewing people around a sports bar(in malaysia of course) before the opening game. almost all of em have no clue who'll be playing that night and some of em are wearing jerseys of a team they have no idea who the players are and arent even playing that night. even i have to admit some of my friends are being converted into temporary football fans. not to say of course i wasnt affected. hell,i'm a malaysian but i support the dutch,how odd is that.

Just to state an observation. Me and my bestfriend came to the conclusion that more than 80% of manu supporters will support england. if you dont trust me,go around and ask a manu fan,theyre everywhere(bloody glory hunters).

Last words,my next one would be on a car!

Growing up.

How would you feel if one day, you were forced to carry a heavy burden on you? Every single dreams that you ever wanted could no longer be fulfilled because you just don't have to freedom to do whatever that you wished.

Sometimes its amazing to see how strong some people could be, especially those around you. I honestly don't think that I could handle burdens at this stage yet. I'm lucky enough to be well protected, probably thats why I might not be as tough as some people out there.

So recently I found out that something unfortunate happened to a close friend of mine. She's now forced to take up alot of responsibilities that she never had to in the past. In fact, I don't think she ever thought of working anytime soon even though she's close to completing her degree, yeah thats how protected she was! But now she's forced to grow up in such a short time, which I believe, would be really hard for any of us to do so.

You know people change when they could no longer choose what they want to do. They can't just be an ordinary kid like everyone out there because they have burdens on their shoulders. And you don't know when they might breakdown because deep inside their heart, they're just a kid after all. Kids forced to be an adult, honestly, how long can one even take it right?! And when that day comes, all you could do is to lend your shoulders to them when they need a break. Its sad.

On a brighter note, I'm officially a graduate now! Wee! But that means more responsibilities coming ahead. so much for growing up. Hah! 

Dont Die On Me

Had a talk with Jala regarding the blog yesterday. The issue at hand from her pov
(point of view for those who dont know)is the death of the blog. Of course I gave my word I'll try to blog as much as I can,which is not much of an assurance seeing that I'm more to the quiet(i prefer shy but wtv tickles your fancy) side so as much as I can means very little blogging.The question I somewhat forgot to ask her was what does it mean to her the blog is dying?Is it that the post werent frequent enough or the fact that no one really reads it(yes,I do realise that,I aint naive). The 2 of us can work out on the former issue but if actual problem is the latter than we're screwed. The only attraction to this blog is her(come on,we all know that) and all my post deter people from reading it.Leaving the blog to her would be meaningless since she already has her own blog. Regardless of wtv it is,I'll revive this blog even if I have to do a post daily. And that would start today. Another one coming up a bit later,seriously

Just a Random Note.

How do you differentiate between perseverance and being stubborn?

Its such a fine line between two. One maybe thinking that he/she is doing the right thing, therefore even when people around disagree, he/she wouldn't choose to give up what he/she believes is the right one. But people around might perceived them as just being pure stubborn! And right or wrong is just depending on one's believe. When circumstances change, should their believes change too? How would you know what is the best for you, what to hold on, even when you don't receive any support? And maybe, the thing that you believed, may not be the right one after all. Should you still hold on to it, does it mean its just stubborn to do so?

Its a question that I've always have in my mind. I wonder how can one know that he/she is being persevere, or just stubborn. Or maybe there's just no difference between two. Its just a nicer word to frame it.

Anyway, I'm bored of studying. 1 more paper to go. Its just demotivating when people around you are all DONE with their exams! and you're stuck all alone for another week. Was supposed to go library today, ended up staying home watching tv. nice.

On a random note, I've tried the boiled egg technique for bruises, hah its a chinese way actually. I think it works, just that it takes real longgg. And sucha waste to use eggs. You know how boiled eggs smell damn good, but you cant eat it cos you need it for your bruises. So I found out an alternative, use hot boiled rice! Its not much about the egg, its the heat thats supposed to remove the bruise. Then again, takes quite long too.

I just watched August Rush, quite an interesting movie actually. Nice soundtracks they have. Gonna end my pointless post with my fav quote from the movie.

''The music is all around you. You just need to stop and listen."  :)

Rugby black eye healing techniques

Read Michelle's post today and thought I probably have to help keep this blog alive although I might be the reason its dying in the first place(i know,counter productive). Before i start on the injury I just had,I wanna comment a bit on her post:

1)I aint an alcoholic,she is
2)She exaggerated on the cocktail,it aint that bad(although she was jumping about afterwards)
3)We asked for directions(despite her living there for 3 years)and I lead the way
4)I refused any photos taken but shes really persistent
5)Shes the one who wanted fish and chips,i was just hungry
6)It wasnt my fault she missed her class
7)No idea,just wanted 7 reasons(i'll figure it out later)

Went to the all blacks classics vs rest of the world game over the weekend. great fun.it was an amazing game,me and my best buds(plus others) were quite impressed. its always different from watching it on tv. although i have to say that the one who impressed me the most is the no10 from the rest of the world team. jonah was a disappointment,owh how i looked up to him so much when i was younger. the other all blacks winger was more impressive,his work rate is just like tevez on a football pitch.theres quite a number of us who went plus met loads of people whom i already know(not surprising since i know most of them through rugby). also met my ex-colleagues there. never knew them as rugby fans but they seem to enjoy it,good stuff.

The game kinda psyched me up for a game that i'll be playing the next day. wasnt my best game but i did my job i guess.luckily a few others were on fire(not naming them,they know who they are)so it was an easy game. disappointed with a certain someone who tore some of my teammates morale down and also myself.if only i wasnt too eager.halfway through the 2nd half,some asshole kicked me in the eye(literally,in the eye). to be fair to him it wasnt intentional but who the hell tries to do a somersault when tackled?!! went to a hospital to have it checked out(i kinda know its just swollen,but rather be on the safe side), i was right,its just swollen,doc cant do anything bout it except for giving me eye drops,something to ease the swollen,pain meds and antibiotics.i refuse the pain meds and antibiotics cos theyre kinda pointless so i dont wanna pay more for them. at the moment half of my left eye is bloodshot red and the part underneath it is swollen reddish black. I'm not gonna put pictures up cos its inappropriate(just like those who tried to get a pic of it today).doc says it'll be a couple of weeks before it fully recovers. kinda annoying,cos other than that,i'm totally fine. it kinda holds me back. tough luck.

In just slightly more than a day,I have tried so many 'techniques to reduce the swollen. I used ice,pineapple,hot water and boiled egg.i was assured by each person who told me to do it that it will work,guess i'll know if any does tomorrow ( you cant expect the results to be come instantly),which one,i have no idea,may i shouldve tried one each day not all of them in the same day.the pineapple and the boiled egg were new to me. if you're asking how i use them,i aint telling,try figuring that out.

I probably went over the word limit but its to compensate for not doing a post for awhile. Michelle is still having her finals so good luck and i'll do a post on you one of these coming days. think of it as a thank you for being so nice

Faisal

As promised.

Sometimes the simplest things in life are actually the best! Guess when I discovered that? while eating indomie! How could I forget how awesome it is. But it is really sad that they packed it soooo freaking small! why can't they pack it bigger so at least I could be satisfied without having the guilt of eating two packets! for supper. :s

Exams are so stressful, and it makes you fat! 'Cos the best way to procrastinate is to eat. Thats the only thing you could allow yourself to do without guilt since food is a necessity. I still have 2 more papers to go before I could officially wave goodbye to uni (provided I don't fail). And then its a hell monthsss of holiday to go and traveling! can't wait. But its really sad to leave Melbourne for good, this has been a second home to me for the past 3 years and knowing that you wouldn't be coming back anytime soon just makes me miss this place so much.

Anyway, as promised, Faisal's trip to Melbourne. We had some pretty good times being tourists. It was good to have him around 'cos that gave me a chance to visit places that I've never been to.

So our tourist day, started with a trip the Shrine of Remembrance, at Botanical Garden. It was funny that we were told to take a walk there from city, which takes approx 1 hour plus? thats insaneee. Well thanks to yours truly, I managed to bring Faisal there safe and soundly. *pats head* 

Faisal taking the classic tourist shot.

Then off we go to St.Kilda beach. Weather was perfect for a beach day! Nah actually.. I just wanted to go since I've only been there once in first year. But it was nice to just laze around the beach.

Cool shot huh?! Faisal, profile pic yeah.

Lunch time! Wanted to look for fish&chips but couldn't find any, so we settled for this cafe near the beach. 

*drools*

yumsss.

Hahahaha! Look at how excited he is!

Spent almost half a day at the beach, then Faisal brought me to this Belgium beer garden on St.Kilda Road. I love that place, a perfect place to just chill! With band playing some old school musics and kids having their good time dancing around just makes you want to stay there forever. I'm definitely going back there again before I leave.

Went back to the city for dinner. Since we had a long day and we were both tired, we've decided to call it a day and I went back home and tucked in early.

YEAH RIGHT!

Well how can the trip be perfect without some booze right?! especially when I have an alcoholic co-blogger that I believe, will never leave Melbourne without some booze. So, we went to Manchuria in Chinatown, and ordered some cocktails. You must be wondering, just cocktails? no shots no hard liquor? Yeap that right! Since I have an early class on the next day, we've decided on cocktails ONLY.

The only thing was.. we were smart enough to order the strongest cocktail ever! Well I was conned by Faisal, shouldn't have listened to him. Faisal went from a tiny weeny bit tipsy, to drunk (according to his sister). Hah! 

And yours truly?

Nah it wasn't as bad as it seemed. But I didn't make it to my class the next morning. Nevertheless it was good catching up with Faisal after so long. We spent hours and hours talking non stop, or maybe I should say, Faisal did most of the talking, and I was a good listener. Haha I have a feeling that he's gonna kill me after reading this. 

Anyway, I should get back to my books. I'll try to update as often when I have the time. In the meantime, have a good day peeps! :)

Dear blog, don't die!

Owh no! the blog is dyingggg..

Forgive me from being MIA for quite a while, been busy studying for finals. Yes, the ultimate finals and I'll be done with uni!!! Finals in less than a week! Pressure is kicking in, its my final sem and I don't wanna fail. The family has bought their tickets to Melbourne so yeah, cannot fail cannot fail cannot fail!

Nothing interesting to blog about since my life is so boring now. I'll do a better one once I'm done with exams.

So dear c0-blogger, pls keep the blog alive okay.

And his trip to Melb, I'll do it next time, I promise.

I'll be back. Take care peeps! :)

SLAP and smash

Still on SLAP(for those who didnt know,it's Social Life Advancement Programme,based on the all popular CAP,Career Advancement programme)still getting nowhere at it. Maybe I'm no good at sucking up to people(I'm too honest). Anyway, this is gonna be very2 short cos i do not want to piss anyone off.Not in the right state of mind.

Owh, someone smashed the GTIs window yesterday and took the ipod in it.A bit frustrated but it happens. i was told before that shit happens,suck it up
(he's probably high,but wise words). One of those weeks.goddamnit

Back on track.

Today I was fortunate enough to have an opportunity to meet this amazing woman. I was deeply touched by her sincerity, and was greatly encouraged by her courage and wisdom. It is amazing how such an ordinary woman could inspire another that much. 

Have you ever have this strong curiosity within you that wants to find out more about something? And how you wished you could hold on to something great that you discovered, but it takes sooo much effort and in the end you chose not care that much anymore? Especially when people around you might not find you 'cool' anymore once you started to be more serious about life. And you tend to slack off just to slow down your footsteps to match the rest, or probably cos thats the easier way since you no longer need to put in effort. But you know that it is the right thing for you and you will never leave it behind, just that you couldn't give a damn about it right now.

I guess its really easier for people to lose their focus, and there will always be temptation for you to slack and opt for the easier path. Looking at people around you, happily partying everyday makes you doubt on whatever you're doing is necessary. Why should I take the difficult path that requires soooo much effort when there's an easier one out there right?!

But at the end of the day, you know that you're doing the right thing and all your efforts will never be wasted. It took me quite a while to realised that. I've been off track for too long, but I'm glad that I've regained my focus today. :)

I shall talk about the co-blogger's Melbourne trip in the next post. And whatever that I'll write will be depending on how 'nice' he would be in his post. So, be wise! Haha.

Freedom(-ish)

This post wast suppose to be up days ago as I told jala I'd do it by Friday,but i was caught up with a lot of stuff going on so didnt manage to do it till now.I feel somewhat bad(bullshit,I'm emotionless).Although writing this blog aint an obligation,I try as much as I can to keep my word. A person is only as good as his/her word(probably means I aint that good).So jala,I'm really sorry.

Anyway,I have been given freedom(ish). I am allowed to do my 'natural' posts ie informative,juicy, and serene in other words long,loads of bullshit and can bore you to sleep.The reason why theres '(ish)' is because there are certain conditions I have to comply with (Dont want to lose my co-blogger,the blog would be dead without her). Anyway,thats between me and jala so I'll keep it that way.

I found out today that a childhood friend of mine missed his flight back here. Apparently he was at the gate early so he decided to watch a movie on his something(cant recall what it was,got STML,sorry). Gizmos make people so anti social.Anyway,thats another post altogether. So,whilst watching the movie,he didnt hear the last call announcement when it went on.So now his on a flight a couple of days afterwards. Knowing him and his family,i have a very strong feeling that he's going to get his arse kicked(figuratively). I pity the guy so much the thought of kidnapping him came to mind so he can avoid that. Unluckily,I cant really do it because I'll be flying off by the time he arrives.

When I was told about that,it made me think of how lucky I am. My life is not planned out by my parents. There are parents who planned their children lives all the way to the point of either working and/or marriage(yes,planned marriages still do exist).I am not given a curfew where as a friend of mine has to go back before the dad does and he's a dude and over 20 years old!I'm still on my bloody long holiday(well,worked for a couple of months but still on 'holiday'). I have access to a car,allowed to make mistakes(father is a very patient man),allowed to speak my mind and etc(Dont think going on makes much sense,people should get the idea by now). In short I'm pretty much allowed to do anything(within reason of course). And to think that others(some not all) are not given the same privilege ,I feel really lucky.

Anyway,have to cut this short since jala is pressuring me about this on msn.So,yeah I'll do my real post after she does her next. Looking forward to that.

Faisal Shukri

Mr. Cab Driver

Hello world!

Finally submitted my econometrics project that took me FOREVER to finish! Thank goodness I have 2 awesome group mates who did most of the work, or else I'll be so deaddd!

So last Friday I met this really awesome cab driver! I know its really random, but he seriously made my day! I had the most hectic Friday ever. Started off with spending hoursssss on the stupid project, to dance rehearsal that my partner AGAIN dropped on me the floor (no I'm not fat!), to rushing off for a friend's bday dinner, then rushed home to get changed for another bday party! I was so freaking tired by then that I could barely smile, since I was already running extremely late for the party.

Then, this awesome cab came to rescue! Haha. Mr.Cab Driver started talking to me. Well I wasn't in a good mood but since he was nice to initiate a conversation I thought it would be rude if I ignore him. Anyway, he asked how was my day and I replied "hmm.. its okay". Then he started telling me something that I thought it was a really nice piece of advice.

He said that most people complain about small things in life. Like when a small obstacle happened or something just didn't turn out in a way you wished, you start complaining like there's no tomorrow! But when something good happened, people tend to just say "its okayyy''.

He said that because he's already 60 and he doesn't have anyone to complain to, he just learnt not to complain at all. So he advised me to appreciate those moments that you think ''its just okayy!". 

And hey! Its so true! Sometimes when you stop complaining for a second, and looking back at those nice little moments, you will find that you're not in such a shyt situation after all! And I'm so fortunate to meet him in my life, to have the chance listening to his piece of advice.

Soo, here I am, feeling not-so-horrible for my mid semester test tomorrow, which I covered 0%! Well.. its not that bad cos I still have the whole night right? (trying hard to convince myself).

Okay I should start hitting on my books now. Till then! 

Can do attitude

I'm leaving the unit. Sounds cool doesnt it, calling it the 'unit'. anyways,its about time anyway,i reckon they rather not have me there.more of a nuisance to them really,like one of those people who always gets in the way. still,it was a fun,in its own way.

2 days ago,I was cornered in my boss's office. The whole unit was called in for the meeting. And boss asked me to do a presentation and the rest of the unit team-ed up against me. The door was locked and i was cornered so i did what others would end up doing,say yes(after getting multiple confirmations that my leave request for that day would be rejected).The presentation was boring,i figured that no ones going to listen to it anyways, so why bother.just do.although someone did text me saying that it was pretty good(bribed her to do it,but that aint the point) and there was laughter(must be laughing at me).

I realised that my can do attitude is not enough.Whilst doing something i was assigned to,i failed to finish it on time(of course i would argue it was out of my control since it was info that people owed me). Luckily people understood because it wasnt suppose to be my work in the first place. Still,it annoys me that i am unable to do it in time. One of my colleagues told me that my can do attitude is amazing and wouldnt last(hahaha).Feels good proving that person wrong.

Theres more to type but the word limit is very annoying. Maybe i should pickup chinese,can write more in less 'words'. Tomorrow evening will be a start of a long holiday. Melbourne,watch out!

Faisal

It is amazing how I turned a supposed to be an hour of nap, into a 15 hours long sleepppp!

Seriously, I'm really impressed with myself.

Plus I wasn't even tired to begin with. I was just finding an excuse to not do my work, so I allowed myself to take an hour nap (thats what I do best!). So obviouslyyy, I left my work undone, and started panic-ing this morning.

And whats best, I woke up with a massive headache!

Haha I just thought that its too amazing to not share. :)

Mich

Truth be told

Just recently,i was told by my jala(again,its pronounced ha-la) that i twist the my words so good that it sounds as if wtv i'm saying is true(something along those lines obviously,not exact quote).i have to disagree though. since i am honest,i dont need to twist my words so that they sound true because its already true.not that i can twist my words in the first place.

Still on it,i envy those who can persuade others to see things their way. I heard cult leaders are the best when it comes to this.i always wanted to be like them(not a cult leader per say but having that ability to persuade people).Not getting anywhere with that though. Apparently due to my innocence,i dont lie thus i may never now whether its me or the fact that what ever i said is true thats causing people to believe me(probably the latter).Although I am not able to persuade people,I do have to say I'm one of those tough nuts(at least i think i am). My brain is driven by reason so unless it makes sense to me(keyword there,ME),i wont believe it.

On another note(i want to type longer but theres the word limit that i have to look out for),anyone wants to party with the a bunch of malaysian celebs? it'll be for a good cause and plus you will have fun.

Faisal

Family.

As I ended the one hour long phone conversation with a friend, my heart felt really uneasy.

Family disputes. I used to think that such things will only happen in tv drama, only until it happened to a close friend of mine. It really scares me how crazy things could turned out in just a blink of eye.

 

Think about it, how would you feel,

If one day, you go home finding yourself all alone and your parents are no where to be found? 

When you have to stand on your own feet, mentally and financially, when you're only 21?

When you have to sacrifice everything you have in your life, friends, jobs, family, future, to just be with your mum?

When you couldn't stop worrying whether you could survive for another day having enough money to spend?

And list goes on..

There're just too much uncertainties that one could possibly bear. And this poor little girl with a beautiful heart, had to go through such hardships without knowing what will happen next. I don't wanna say things like how people should love their family more etc. cos I believe thats something that everyone should know/do. 

I know that this post is abit emo/pointless and I couldn't disclose much info, its just something that I need to let it out. Not a good feeling, when all you could do is to listen. 

Lets hope for the best, cos this girl surely deserves nothing else but the best.

Gimme a nickname why dontcha

I promised my lil jala(pronounced ha-la) that i'll do a post today. Shes probably too eager to do hers asap,maybe thats why shes chasing me. At least the blog is getting updated. Anyway,as promised,here it is.

I was asked recently why i didnt have a nickname. Honestly ,i have no idea. I've been called different names throughout the years, but for some reason faisal seems to stick. maybe cause its a 'cool' name?who knows. I do wonder though why i dont have one sometimes. is it because i tend to ignore those who all me by other names? it stopped ppl from calling me jr(not jr but jay-are) before. Even so,some still call me by a certain name which i refuse to state here(damn u syaz). And the weird thing about this name is that it didnt even came from someone who i regularly keep in touch with. It just so happens that he noticed something whilst i was training(we were in the same team for a short while) and called me by a certain name. And coincidently,someone whom i knew so well was there and thought it would be funny to call me by that name. He spread the word and although it doesnt really stick,u still get ppl now and then calling me by that name(again,damn u syaz!). By now ure probably wondering what it is,sorry but i aint saying it(like hell i will).

I do however have a family nickname. They call me ejal(actually,only my elder sisters do). My younger sibs call me abang(thats brother in malay for all u who dont or pretend to not understand malay) and my parents call me faizal these days. Still not much of a nickname though(sigh).owh,some of girls call me fay which is kinda weird cause guys wont call me that (except my teammates who uses it to tease me). wtv. Its not like not having a nickname kills. A bit jealous though,my friends got cool nicks like ebo or english names(u know who u are,u westernised people) or itik or GOD(well,its the same person as ebo but who cares) and what not.sigh..again.

I actually got loads to blog about but not really sure if its the right time since i'm currently under contract. cant be too straight forward when ure under contract. I'll do it once i leave at the end of the month. And i still have to bear in mind the word limit impose on me by my co-blogger. another sigh.

Till i have more boring stuff to blog about.

Faisal Shukri

I got a bit upset today when the lyrical casting result came out. Clearly I didn't make it.

It was kinda expected knowing how badly I screwed up during casting, and I don't really do well without practises since I have extremely terrible bad memory.

Still.. it really bothers me when you know that you could do wayy better than that, and you know that you stand a fair chance to be casted in but you just screwed everything up, being lazy (rushing for assignments as usual) and missed rehearsal.

I just can't get over the fact that I blew up the chances that were given. I'm generally not a competitive person (proven with my shitty results), and I'm not trying to be one here, its just disheartening when you don't get something that you've always wanted.

Shyt.. I really wanted that! And there will never be a second chance. Gone.

M.

I want that!

I realised that I have too many wants. Of course most of the time I dont express it seriously due to the fact that I like to play around quite a lot. Still,its a way for me to let go of the want for that thing. Weird aint it?For me ,if I was to say I want something out loud,the want would just go away. Maybe because when I hear how ridiculous I sound by wanting it,I dont want it anymore. Of course this only works for stuff that I dont need.

I was told when I was young(dont you dare say anything about this) that theres a difference from the wants and needs. Of course,if I understood it,so should anyone who reads this(if there is any of course). I found myself to be quite simple. I dont need a big house,a big car,a big job(perhaps the reasons for not pushing myself) although I wont mind having them. I was told this morning that I might be a younger version of my dad(holy...I can see my future physical self).*Sigh*.

I know this might sound wrong but for some reason sometimes I actually wanted to be more materialistic,want unnecessary stuff and all that. When I see my siblings I sometimes ask why arent I like that. Of course the reason for asking was because theres a want to feel as if I am of the same breed but it just so happens I'm the odd one out. So, I kinda miss out on getting expensive clothes,cars,a house,laptops and a lot more other stuff(this is of course exaggeration).

I recall a saying that one must appreciate what one has. but if one has nothing,what is there to appreciate?Can I actually appreciate nothing?Sounds like I'm rambling.Better stop.

Faisal

Movies.

Recently I picked up a new interest of watching movies. This friend of mine used to love watching movies at wee hours (cos that is when he has his me-time). So when he taught me how to download (which I only figured that out last year), I went crazy downloading movies. And soon it became a habit to watch at least 1 movie per week. Well its perfect for someone without a social life to be a loser who stays home all time.

So this week I managed to watch 2 great movies- A beautiful mind & Fogetting Sarah Marshall. Absolutely love a beautiful mind, its really a beautiful piece of work! As I was so into the character of John Nash (esp when I often study his game theory in econs), I decided to google him up. Its interesting when I found out that the real life of John Nash was nowhere near the movie. Yeah undeniably true that he's a genius but whatever thats left of him was really nothing amazing. But I was deeply touched by the courage of his wife (in the movie), with how she dealt with hardships and never gave up. It got me thinking about how brave a woman could be, to stay beside her spouse, the person she loves, without knowing what will happen next. But in reality, that didn't happen unfortunately. They divorced, but got back together later on when he won the noble prize for his master piece.

Anyway, thats not the point of this post. For those who haven't watch, please do. Its worth all your time I promise.

Everytime I  study about game theory, I could feel some kind of connection with John Nash. Haha I know its really lame.. but at least that gives the oh-so-boring economics a little spice.

Happy easter everyone!

Love,

M

For some reason i made a commitment to myself to match michelle's post 1 to 1,as in if she does one,i would do one. Never thought she would do another so fast. Anyway,that aint the point of this post,I just want to de-stress myself after processing a rush of information that I agreed not to reveal so i decide to blog(obviously not about what i just found out of course).

anyway,I told my bestfriends before that should I ever breakdown,I want them to literally knock some sense into me. I feel that the time will come some time soon(hopefully not).When i reachied the 21 mark,i honestly believed that i am able to face whatever comes my way. i've been through some messed up stuff in my life but for something so normal to have this type of effect intrigues me. I admit it feels embarrassing (I may have thought too highly of myself before) but I dont really care about that part. what interest me more is how do I go on from here. I heard before that if its broken dont try to fix it,you'll make it worst but is not doing anything any better? At the moment I dare not do anything as i fear that i'll make it worst. No,theres no need to tell me all those boring lines of "what if it makes it better" kinda thing,i know that but the risk is high. I know should the need arises i would have to do what is required of me but i rather that the time wouldnt come.

I'm rambling about something that i cant reveal so this post will be somewhat boring(nothing new there).I just felt like typing,its like smoking,calms me down.again i'm looking out for the word limit so i cant ramble much(which probably is good). I'll do something better than this one soon.

Faisal

The Key.

You know how your parents would give you a 'key' as you hit 21? well that applies to girls cos I believe guys wouldn't want to wear a pretty 'key' necklace right.

Okay. So this year I've finally gotten my long awaited 'key'. Owh thats something I've been waiting for since I saw my cousin wearing it when I was a kid. It was really a symbol of freedom to me (chinese believes that giving you the key means you can have your freedom now). So yeah since I have curfew back home (don't laugh!), you could tell how much I wanted it.

But little did I know that it comes with more meaning behind it. Adulthood, responsibilities, independence etc. Kinda hit me yesterday as I was lying on my bed feeling ill, and realised that I was all alone in my tiny apartment. I started thinking about those nonsense like nobody would know if I die in my apartment etc. And honestly, I wasn't even that sick that I will die lah. So that gave me a big knock on my head that I'm really not that independent after all, and that sucks after living abroad for almost 3 years.

Responsibilities kicked in straight after, that I have piles of work needs to be done, and I have to start applying for jobs since I'm gonna graduate real soon. And here I am being the world best slacker, keeping everything to the very last minute until I start freaking out like crazy.

As much as I hated to say it, but honestly, its TIME TO GROW UP!

The key will be a constant reminder whenever I look into the mirror. That reality sucks, but life goes on. So live it to the fullest.

Love,

M.

Here we are....again

Its been awhile since i last blogged so i'll probably be a lil bit rusty. Another starting point. If u read michelles post before mine,dont believe what she said bout me,i dont like to make blogs up and leave em to die(i quote fiza,"i outgrew my blog"). A reason why we did this is cos we're both somewhat lazy(of course,i'm the lazier person)so we reckon if we both do one blog(well shes doing two),it'll get updated more frequent.owh,shes trying to impose a word limit cos she read my blog before and she commented that its too long that it bores people to death(its probably true). So i'll keep it short(unless of course someone thinks loooong post is better,drop a comment)but how short i still have no idea(somehow i reckon shes intimidated by my ability to type nonsense ,owh,maybe i should write a book).

As always,the first is always boring but just get ready for some hot celebrity(i'm talking bout michelle of course,not me) news? I'll just blog about some boring "mature" stuff if that makes any sense.

I'll try to blog as frequent as i can...again

Faisal Shukri

Welcome to twice-in-a-blue moon, the first ever joint blog of Faisal S. and Michelle Y. 

Let me introduce you to the co-author, Faisal aka the blog killer. Apparently he has this weird hobby of setting up blogsssss and then let it die one by one slowly. Don't ask me why. He just likes it. Hence the  name 'twice in a blue moon'. As he is fortunate enough to have me around to keep the blog alive.

Anyway, stay tunnd for future updates. And I shall leave the rest to Faisal (he's gonna blog about his infamous mickey mouse bread I tell you!)

Till then!