It’s official. After a few months of idleness I have succumbed to the need to keep busy. Talking to friends aren’t enough. Watching over uni student’s exams is not enough (God, that was one of the most boring jobs ever). Hunting down ebooks pales after a few days.

So…I’ve learnt how to tie knots. Macrame knots. Macrame is an art of tying decorative knots. So I’ve been tying knots until I get stiff in the back (I used thin cords, they’re exasperating to do) to form warious stuff. Finished one simple handphone strap. A simple bracelet and more trial and error knots for fun.

So now…I’m trying to find coloured beads that are small yet is able to fit two of such cords together so I can move on another bracelet project. Haha. Handmade bracelets by me. WHo would’ve thought I had the patience…

Cheers.

One of my favourite Nickelback songs. Played this song to keep me going while puzzling out darned mathematic problems last semester. What I’ve tried to knock into my head is the second line in the first verse of this song, “Each day’s a gift and not a given right”.

I wondered sometimes is anyone actually, really did…

- Donate every dime they had
- Forgive one’s enemies.
- Take the path less travelled by

Well…actually, I’m currently on a path less travelled by. I want to be a teacher, a Great Teacher. While the rest of my senior class spread to more ‘glamorous’ studies, me and my friend to the path less travelled by. To be a teacher. Heck, my current class for wannabe teachers have only 13 members including myself. And this is the Language teachers.

The Science and Maths wannabe teachers? 9 members. Pitiful.

So…anyway. Enjoy this song.

Cheers.

It’s the 14th of October. So by calculations, the movie ‘New Moon’ is just barely a month away from coming to the cinemas. All right, you see those opening words and feel like ‘Oh great, another Twilight fangirl’. Well, sorry to rain on your parade but I’m only watching the movie because two of my favourite actors (actor and actress to be exact) is appearing in the movie. Who are they? They are Jamie Campbell Bower from Sweeney Todd and Dakota Fanning from various films I don’t particularly remember the names.

So, I guess watching these two brilliant young actors could make up for those giggles and squeals I am sure to hear as soon as Edward is back with Bella. True, I’m still obsessed with the idea of perpetual life but I’m more of a fan of people getting wiser as they grow older or don’t grow old as in the case of vampires. Being different yet with human qualities instead of human with vampiric qualities.

My all time favourite vampires are still Alisa Perne aka Sita from Christopher Pike’s The Last Vampire series and Armand from Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles. Clever, wise vampires who get into a lot of trouble like a any hormone propelled teenager but still they seem old and knowledgable and they learn from mistakes. Powerful yet not cruel. Human blood drinker but they don’t actually kill, a predator of humans so that humans don’t become too cocky. I guess you can say I’m traditional.

Besides that, I’m still agonising over when in the world are the bookstores in Malaysia are going to sell Angie Sage’s Septimus Heap: Syren. I feel like screaming in frustration every single time. Haha. So, there I said it. It’s annoying to wait.

Enough. I have things to do.

Cheers.

It has been awhile since I have updated this little blog of mine. All right, it has been a month and now many of my friends and I are in Hari Raya mode. But my brain seems to go berserk from lying idle for over 2 months. I seem to absorb I-don’t-know-when-it’s-going-to-be-useful facts and more biscuit and cake baking skills.

Why?

Well, I’ve been tuning in to Discovery Channel, Animal Planet and History Channel (Astro) on a daily basis. Morning, noon and night. Somehow I get to learn the physics of a car crash, terminal velocity, and friction – among other things – from Mythbusters. The behaviour of snakes, African animals, the logic of Darwin’s theory of natural selection (which is true, although not entirely) and lots of other stuff from Animal Planet. Plus, History is more fun by viewing History Channel. These facts are those that I don’t know when they are going to be useful.

The biscuit and cake baking skills I picked up from some trial and error (I failed to make a soft and springy baked cheese cake) and also – drumroll – from just 6 days of helping a friend of my brother’s bake huge batches of Hari Raya biscuits before Raya. Right…well. I got paid. RM 20 a day. So it’s worth the backache from sitting on the floor for 2-4 hours at a time. I think. Haha.

So, it is almost a week into Syawal and I haven’t visited any of my friends in JB for Raya. Not that I have many. My brother’s back home from Germany. So is my sister from Melbourne. Which means… this year, among other years, is the first time in 6 years that all my siblings have come home for Raya.

Thus, as Hilmi says, let’s appreciate this Syawal because next year, we are not going to be here in Malaysia. *sigh* How true…

Cheers.

They’re egotistical, arrogant and many other things. They’ll never admit that they have a soft side unless the girl is their family, best friend or someone they trust. To me, they are mysteriously inconsistent and somehow KMS guys are known to be dawdlers of the worst kind. Not the type of people male or female, that I like. Sometimes these KMS guys think that girl’s opinions don’t matter or in this case, the TESL girls. Just because we’re not doing any science stuff or mathematical stuff so that means, I guess, to them that we have no brains. If we berate them, they ignore us. Put in an opinion, no response. All in all…exasperating.

I guess I won’t fault the guys themselves. I fault their upbringing. Why? Not all the KMS guys are like I said above. Thank you very much. Some of them are just the best sort of male friend a girl could have. No offense but most of the ENGINEERING BATCH 8 guys are total donkeys in a more colourful word.

What brought this raving on? I watched television. Nur Kasih. A story about a girl who loved her husband so much that she does not mind that he left her and has given her no news for 4 years. He had married another girl but then when he returned back to see his parents after 4 years, he is afraid to tell the whole truth because he had never told his family that he has two wives and had left his secondwife without any reason for 4 years.

The guy is dumb, the girl waiting for the guy? Hopeless case. I never liked guys who are afraid of the truth. Why would you hesitate if it is the truth? True, the truth may and will hurt but the truth hurts far, far less than a lie. A lie hurts badly and we will feel betrayed. Betrayal in my part means goodbye forever. You cannot be a friend let alone someone special because in friendship, trust is the core of all relationships.

The story on TV? Well, I hypothesize the story will show that the husband loves the second wife more. Fine. So first wife tries to attract her husband’s attention when he is not being fair (i.e: in dividing attention). It will then turn the first wife into a sort of villain so the husband can see how good and self-sacrificing his second wife is and he never should have left her in the first place so he leaves his first wife (or most likely, divorce her) to be with his second wife. You know…typical Malay sob sob story that I usually find unnecessarily stupid because villains of the story are usually portrayed as beyond help or if it is this type of story, is a lot less to her rival.

Mr Director or Story Writer. For goodness sake, women are not that dumb! Even if the guy portrayed is blind he is actually in the wrong because he is not dividing his attention between wife as fair as possible. Love cannot be divided fairly, true, but treating a wife fairly is written down in the Koran for goodness sakes.

Well, it is true then ‘Hell hath no fury over a woman scorned’.

Me? I pick my roses wherever I may. I’m still single and merry.