We All Need Help to Study..

I got this prayer card from a priest back in high school (when I was form 5 or form 6, I don't really remember)- and I think this prayer is a big help for those Christians asking for guidance in study.

Prayer before Study (by St Thomas Aquinas)

Lord God Supreme, who out of the treasures of Thy Wisdom has set up three orders of angels to rule the heavens in sweet order and hast filled the earth with beauty and plenty; do Thou Fount of Light and wisdom and source of all life and goodness, graciously shed the radiance of Thine own brightness on the darkness of my mind and take from me the sin and ignorance in which I was born.

Thou who makest eloquent the tongue of little children, fashion my words and pour upon my lips the grace of Thy benediction. Grant me penetration to understand, capacity to retain, method and facility in study and abundant grace of expression. Order the beginning, direct the progress, perfect the achievement of my work, Thou who art true God and true Man and livest and reignest for ever and ever. Amen.

She's Legally 21...

Presenting you with the star of Legally 21..

Picture taken during the premiere of Legally 21.

She's hot, she's cool, she's all that...

Yes.. Who doesn't know her, she was the one starring in that Hollywood movie, err, err...

Okay, no more bluffing here.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, presenting you the BIRTHDAY GIRL *insert drum rolls*--> Stephanie Hermon.

She's our bestie.

Don't believe?

Look at this picture.

Front: From left,Me, Stephanie, Amanda.
Back: From left, Sally and Peter.

Okay, okay, so I was bluffing for portraying her like a celebrity earlier, but hey, it wasn't far from the truth as she will be the celebrated person of the day.

So dear Step,

Hope you have a blessed 21st birthday today. I know that I won't be able to celebrate it with you and them all namely Sally, Pamela, Amanda, Celestine, but my force will always be with you. *insert Star War song* And Clare, are you at Kuching or Singapore that time? If you're at Kuching, it will be merrier yeah~! ;)

Since you are the latest among us to reach 21 years old, there's 21 mad tips I am sharing with you on what you should do when you are 21.

1) Take 21 pictures of yourself with your cake from every angle during your birthday
Explanation: It's legal to be vain (with your birthday cake) on your birthday, girl.. ;)

2) Go clubbing

Explanation: Not that disco clubbing (kalau ada simpat duit, bolehlah.. hehe, tapi sebab aku yg lebih tua belum pernah pergi, berat hatilah nak suruh you all overtake me and pergi), but join more clubs.. heheh.. such as Yoga club, or sports club to broaden your knowledge and contacts..

3) Take care of your skin
Explanation: Yes, once you reach your 20's, your skin will be matured, and you have to take extra care. Well, my skin isn't getting any much better here.. Huhu..

4) Be prepared if someone is trying to propose you.
Explanation: Lol.. Okay, this one is coming soon I see. You have to answer according to situation, but whatever your decision is, I will always support you! ;)

5) Drive the car at 21 km/hour
Explanation: You have to let people see clearly the nice car that you are driving, dear.. hehe

6) Shop for formal clothes
Explanation: You will need this when you join the workforce later. ;)

7) Start blogging!
Explanation: Cause Amanda and Pam are doing it, so you better feel the peer pressure of being 21.

8) Smile in your sleep
Explanation: You are entering your legal age, so why not? ;)

9) Sleep at the library
Explanation: My challenge for you - cause I just did that today! (and not proud of it! Huhu~)

10) Start swimming yo~
Explanation: Cause swimming is good to keep fit (not that you need to keep fit that much) but it's a skill which can make you more independent at this legal age.

11) Explore somewhere you haven't been to at Kuching
Explanation: Cause now you can go to any place you can go. You're 21 girl. :)

12) Read all the books from your favourite authors
Explanation: Because it's better to read first then watch the movie, not watch first then read the book. Cause you will feel less clueless this way. ;)

13) Watch Michael Jackson movie!
Explanation: Cause I want to watch it but I couldn't so, let you watch on my behalf. Hehe.

14) Kiss each and everyone of your girlfriends who surprised you on your birthday! (Boys are excluded from this dare)
Explanation: Cause they're your girls! Simple as that. hehe..

15) Tell 21 truths about yourself in facebook and tag 21 friends.
Explanation: Cause it will be fun? heheh..

16) Call your mom and ask her what she did on her 21st birthday.
Explanation: It's sweet and you can know more about your beloved person in the family.

17) Dance to the Chicken dance tune.
Explanation: It's a healthy form of exercise. (Actually I got this idea when Hawa danced to the Chicken dance in front of me while blogging from DK foyer. heheh..)

18) Say "I am a confident person" in front of the mirror every morning for 21 days.
Explanation: This can build up your confidence. Heheh.

19) Laugh 21 times.
Explanation: Cause this is a mad tip.

20) Act like 16.
Explanation: To fool the juniors - lol, and let them feel guilty when they finally know that you are actually their senior. ;)

21) Last but not least, Tiup all the lilin and make 21 wishes.
Explanation: This is compulsory and making many wishes can increase the probability of your wish to come true. At least one wish from 21 wishes come true also means that your wish came true, right? heheh.. So merapu here.



Anyway, May God bless you abundantly throughout the year and hope you have the best birthday ever with your sisters out there - and last but not least, HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY!!

>--(*u*)--<

Tiba-tiba...

Interframe: The thoughts of celebrating Mel's birthday at Shakira's room kept popping in my mind. It was a memorable night, or dawn you may call it. All of us ELS students (namely http://kikirikira.blogspot.com/, Hawa, Kalai Vani, Aina, Bel ) and some of Mel's Restu friends were having so much fun.

Tiba-tiba aku ingin menulis entri blog ini dalam bahasa Melayu kerana aku sudah letih menulis segalanya dalam bahasa Inggeris dan bahasa Rojak. Pernah sekali aku menulis sebuah entri dalam bahasa Inggeris + bahasa Melayu Sarawak , tapi kali ini lain. Aku ingin menulis sepenuhnya dalam bahasa Melayu.. (yang bahagian interframe dalam bahasa Inggeris kat atas tu tak kira ya tuan-tuan dan puan-puan..) Sebelum merepek atau merapu dengan lebih lanjut, aku ingin mengucapkan selamat hari jadi sekali lagi kepada Melissa Ed. Semoga hari-harimu yang akan datang dicucuri rahmat. Semoga engkau mendapat keputusan yang cemerlang untuk peperiksaan akhir yang bakal bermula mulai minggu depan. Pam minyak, gadisku!!

Apabila menyentuh tentang peperiksaan, ketika jari-jemariku sibuk menaip benda-benda merapu di komputer ribaku di foyer DKU pada malam Rabu ini, aku mengenang kembali kerajinanku semasa berada di Tingkatan 3. Serius, pada masa itu, aku rajin. Aku sanggup korbankan MTV selama dua bulan dengan rela hati sebagai kompromi untuk mendapat 7A dalam PMR. Dan pengorbanan itu terbukti berbaloi. Syukur kepada Tuhan.

Bak kata kawanku, Hawa, dia juga lebih bermotivasi untuk belajar semasa di bangku sekolah menengah. Semasa dia masih berada dalam Tingkatan 1 dan Tingakatan 2, dia jarang (atau tidak pernah) menonton televisyen, maka apabila kawan-kawannya bercerita tentang drama bersiri malam semalam, salah seorang kawannya akan berkata "Tak payahlah tanya dia pasal drama tu, dia pasti tak tau punya." Tapi kalau nak dibandingkan dengan sekarang, Hawa memang tak dapat nak tahan diri daripada menonton drama Melayu seperti NurKasih dan macam-macam lagi filem yang dia dapat daripada kawan-kawan. hehe.. Maafkan daku, Hawa, aku bukan sengaja nak mengumpat pasal awak kat sini.. Heheh..

Di sini, aku ingin mengetengahkan kepelikan kisah diri aku sebagai pelajar universiti. Kenapa aku boleh hilang motivasi untuk belajar dengan tiba-tiba? Sebenarnya, aku memang malas sejak dari bangku sekolah menengah lagi, tapi tidak pernah semalas ini. Bukankah untuk menimba ilmu matlamat utama aku menjejakkan kaki di menara gading? Bukankah aku rasa bersyukur ketika mula-mula berada di universiti kerana aku hanya perlu risaukan pelajaran dan bukannya tentang pelajaran budak-budak sekolah seperti apa yang aku risaukan semasa menjadi guru sandaran? Bukankah ini yang aku harapkan dahulu dan mengapa kini aku berpaling tadah? Mengapa ya?

Aku berharap motivasi itu akan kembali. Aku berharap kesanggupan untuk berkorban itu kembali. Kerana jika aku berhenti sekarang, ini bermaksud pengorbanan aku ketika muda (tuakah aku sekarang?) dahulu adalah sia-sia. Memang sia-sia.

Aku tidak mahu menyesal di kemudian hari. Serius..

Of Empty Pocket & Empty Fuel Tank..

This is..... a true story.

Info: Pictures were included as proofs that all of the stated facts did happen.

One Saturday night, a group of friends, or 'family' they preferred to call it, were having an outing after church. The night was still young, just around 8 pm, and all were ready to do an important mission which was to jengjengjeng ---- EAT!! (Duh! What else could be more important?) The 'family' were using two cars for this outing, car number 1906 and car number 3872 --> The brand of the cars were not mentioned because this is not an advertisement, fyi. On the way to the open-air restaurant, which was suggested by the tall girl in red T, suddenly car number 3872 stopped at the side of the flyover. The passengers in car 1906 were worried and confused. The girl in white blouse from car 1906 called the girl with curly hair in flowery blouse in car 3872 to ask her what was wrong and their dialogue went like this:

Girl in white blouse: What happened? Why the car stopped?
Girl with curly hair in flowery blouse: Our fuel tank is empty.
Girl in white blouse: Ooops.. (unsur tokok tambah sebenarnya. Dalam dialog sebenar, ekspresi ini tidak digunakan. Ekspresi ini digunakan dalam penceritaan semula untuk menambahkan unsur dramatik.)
Girl with curly hair in flowery blouse: Urm, can you guys help to buy fuel in the nearest petrol station for us?
Girl in white blouse: Okay. Can~

Note: The more accurate version of this significant conversation can be found in this post.

Conversation ended. Note that girl in white blouse sounded cool all along because she is a cool person and whenever she encounters any situation like this, she will remain cool, because at the end of the day, she's not the hero nor the victim, she's the witness with the camera. Ahem. (Disclaimer: the writer is not bias towards the characters, fyi)

Some of the characters in this true story.
From left: Guy in black T, girl with checkered blouse, girl with curly hair in flowery blouse, girl in brown blouse (special appearance), girl in white sandal, and last but not least, the girl in white blouse.

After buying the fuel, the people from car 1906 went to help the victims of the situation in car 3872. The girl in white blouse was trying to capture the picture of the moment, but ended up scolded by the girl with curly hair in flowery blouse because she didn't want any chemical reaction due to the flashes from the camera. So, the photos during this situation were limited.

The activity of filling up a fuel tank could look interesting in times like this. Seriously. Everyone was paying full attention while the girl in checkered blouse, the girl with curly hair in flowery blouse and the tall girl in red T was busy trying to fill up the fuel tank. After a few minutes, the car was driven to the nearest petrol station to be filled with sufficient petrol. When the chaotic moment was finally over, the 'family' was ready to proceed to the next stop.

And, the next stop would be the stop the 'family' were waiting for.



Eating time, at an open-air restaurant located at somewhere near Queensbay. Everybody was smiling hungrily.
Clockwise from right - girl in checkered blouse, girl in black blouse, girl in white sandal, guy in short pants with new shoes, tall girl in red T, girl with curly hair and flowery blouse, girl with curly hair in jeans, (don't confuse these two curly-haired girls ya~) and finally the guy in black T.

Presenting all of you with the food at the open-air restaurant located somewhere near Queensbay. And again, the name of the open-air restaurant was not mention because this is not an advertisement. (Sebenarnya, cover line sebab tak tau nama tempat tu...)
And yeah, they were tasty. The total of the payment made for these food was RM100 - food which were sufficient enough to feed 9 people. Totally worth it.

After finishing the food, the 'family' asked the guy in the short pants with new shoes to bring the sparkling juice that they bought earlier from car 3872 - and guess what? When the guy in the short pants with new shoes brought the sparkling juice bottle, people from other table were looking at him - as if he was bringing an alcohol drink instead. Sparkling juice is not a wine, ok, people, though the bottle looked like wine. It's just like Shandy of wine. But in reality, we didn't bother to explain and let others made perception about us. After finishing their activity at the open-air restaurant which consists of ordering food, camwhoring, eating, drinking and paying the food, the 'family' planned to watch a movie at Queensbay cinema. The tall girl in red T went back to the hostel with her friend, so the rest of them continued with the activity for the night. The time was nearly 11 pm. The 'family' were buying movie tickets to watch Whiteout , a film starring Kate Beckinsale.

A view from the front. They were asking the guy in short pants with new shoes whom they called daddy to buy them drinks. And he did- due the muka kasihan they were putting on like in the picture above. ;)

The movie was okay - didn't leave you much impact, it was something you watch and forget later - but that was the girl in white blouse's subjective view. The girl in white sandal thought that it was stressful to watch that movie because it needed much thinking (suspense) and this statement was agreed by the girl in white blouse. The movie ended around 1 something in the morning. So, the outing finally came to an end. Everybody went back to their respective hostels and rented apartment in car 1906 and car 3872. Everybody were sent back safe and sound. The girl in white blouse went back to her hostel in car 1906 and reached her room at around 1.45 am. Though she felt kempunan earlier for not following the first phase of the outing, she was grateful because she realized that it was a blessing in disguise. If she had followed the earlier phase, she would ended up with hole in her pocket. The girl in the white blouse was happy at the end of the outing and this could be proven by the picture below.

Girl in white blouse: Yes, I am truly happy!! Though my pocket is empty, my bag isn't. ;P

= THE END=

the BIG sacrifice..

Written on Friday night, but due to the poor internet connection, I only get to publish them now.

The date was 23rd October 2009...

I was messaging my sister just now whether we are going to tomorrow's night Mass or on Sunday and she told me we are going for tomorrow's night Mass, but we will go earlier, like 11 am in the morning because she & the gang already rented a car to go for a karaoke and round-round and this will be our last big gathering before the exam. I was like, WHAT? I just promised my roommate to go to the library with her to have our own little study group around 10 am till noon. Hmmph~! The moral of the story is - DON'T GIVE ME SUCH A SHORT NOTICE - ESPECIALLY IF IT IS SOMETHING SPECIAL LIKE THIS. DON'T TAKE FOR GRANTED I AM FREE ON WEEKEND.

FEELING SUPER KEMPUNAN NOW. (T__T ) I wanted to go, but it's inappropriate for me to just cancel my date with my roommate just because I found something which is more tempting to do. (correction: anything can be more tempting than studying, e.g: sleeping) It's like principle versus desire. And principle had to win. And besides, I sayang my roommate very much, I don't want to let her down.

*recovering mode*

Now, talking about sacrifice and suffering, it reminds me of another thing which has nothing to do with the former situation. Well, maybe a little, cause I can start comparing here. Me being kempunan over not going to karaoke with my sisters and the gang (it feels hurt to say this again and again) is nothing compared to the suffering of the children in Sudan, or let's take somewhere nearer, like the Phillipines, and even in the rural area of our own beloved country Malaysia. Why did I suddenly brought this up? Well, it has everything to do with the CUS gathering that I went to yesterday.

We always take for granted our comfortable life. Even little thing such as walking to the top of hostel daily (ahem) could be a difficult task. Washing our own clothes felt damn torturing. But how about those who doesn't have feet, legs and even hands to even do these simple tasks? And how about those people who lived in the area where they do not have enough water supply for drinking, let alone bathing and washing their clothes? Let's take Labuan, for example. From this gathering, I began to feel the suffering of the people there because of the insufficient water supply. And yes, the people I mentioned here refer mainly to the students who might be our peers or even younger than us. What we took for granted in our daily lives here is such a big necessity for others. So, don't waste water. How not to waste water? Hehe. Easy. A piece of cake. Here's a few way:

1) Don't wash your clothes everyday. (This is the easiest among the tips, I suppose). Just wash it like, hmm, once in three days. Don't let the water tap run when you are still washing the clothes because usually the water would keep pouring out from the bucket when overloaded.

2) Don't bath using bath tub. At least, use shower, or better yet, use a bucket to bath. Make sure you shampoo your head to toe then use one bucket (or maximum two buckets) of water to rinse yourself, and voila, you are all clean. Besides saving water, you are saving your time. ;)

3) Try not to sweat so much. No, I am not teaching you how to save the water from your body, but I am saying that with not much sweat, you can reuse your clothes for the second time before laundry, so this will save quite a lot on water. ;)

4) Try not to be that talkative. Talkative people tend to drink more water (to replace the saliva in their mouth, perhaps?) So, I am not trying to encourage all of you to drink less water, just that I am trying to convey that since water is our crucial necessity, and we should drink 8 to 9 glasses of water perday, try not to drink more than that cause I think talkative people would actually exceed the recommended quantity.

Guess these are what I can share with all at the moment - cause I am damn sleepy and I have to get some beauty sleep cause if I am beautiful with less pimple, I can save the water by not washing my face with facial products ~ ZZzz..

Through the Rain...

I was going to leave the room when suddenly my roommate said "Isn't it raining now?" I took a look at the window, and agreed with her statement.
"I have no choice but to print this assignment and hand it later," I replied, biting my lower lip. I bade her farewell, and started off my journey walking in the heavy downpour. While making my way through the heavy downpour, I heard someone calling my name. I turned and saw Lee Ying, whom I had not hang out with for quite a long time.
"Where are you heading to?" I asked, in my attempt to start a conversation.
"Going back home," she answered, with a sweet smile, referring to U-Height, a place where she moved to after being my hostel mate for a year. "How bout you?"
"Oh, going to Pusat Bahasa," I replied.
"Why don't you take the bus? It's raining heavily," she spoke through the noise of the pouring rain.
"Oh, I need to print something," and that was the end of the our conversation before I proceeded with my journey through the rain.
I arrived at CIMB bank and withdrew RM40 out. I was tempted to withdraw money whenever I passed by the ATM machine for I thought that I wouldn't pass by there often. After that, I made my way to the printing shop, trying to transfer my assignment from a virtual medium into a hard copy.
I took a look at my printed assignment and checked them through. At last, I thought to myself. Thanks to Mel for helping me in the process of completing my short story. She was a strict critique to begin with, which reminds me of the lecturer himself. The lecturer had wanted us to have a critical reader for our story, and the best people I could think us was no other than my own sister. A headstrong person that I was, I argued with her a lot about the logic of my characters, because I wanted my characters to remain like how I imagined them, and I really needed her help to check my grammar, vocabulary and my sentence structure. She suggested the proper sentence instead of my draggy sentence. Maybe in the future, we could team up as writers, but she snorted at the idea, thinking that there would be a lot of arguments if we were to do that.
Finally, the time has arrived. I was standing in front of the door of Mr Ahmad Sofwan. I tried to open the door to his room but failed. I left a note on my assignment and explained the reason why I changed my story and slip them under the door.
Walking back to my hostel, I was feeling lighter than before. Even the heavy downpour turned to a drizzle. Farewell, my last assignment, I thought to myself. It was a long journey through this semester, and I was happy I could go through it like how I made my journey through the rain.

- a lame short story by lameleftygirl-

A Change of Story

It's official. I am going to write about a dilemma at a wedding instead of dilemma of a transexual, since I could not think of a good ending for the Confessions of a Transgender which I was drafting all along. I felt like it was a sign, as when I was reading Kenny Sia's blog, he included a website about wedding by Stephanie Chai at his small talk section. Well, I haven't really got the hint that time, but when I took a look at my folder where I kept all my ideas for creative writing, there was a story plot about dilemma at the wedding was included.

I am glad I could still keep the same setting, which was at the church. I don't know why but I like a story which is using the church as a setting. Oops, gotta go now and write my new story. Chao~!!!

Next Week's Madness!!

Gosh.. I didn't realize I just posted a title without contents until I visited a friend's blog and noticed that I suddenly have an update from her blog links. And the update was (refer to the title above) without contents. Err, I don't remember clicking the 'Publish Post' button.. Guess I must had accidentally clicked it.. Huhu.. Paiseh..

Since next week I will sit for two tests, namely Phonetics and Phonology (on Monday, fyi) and Children Literature (on Thursday, huhu), two replacement classes on Tuesday and Wednesday(both two hours, -__-) and my 50% coursework assignment needed to be handed in next Friday, I guess there will be sooo little time for chores and rest. Glad that I've bought my stock last night! *wink*

About the 50% coursework asssignment which I needed to hand in next Friday, it's my Creative Writing final draft. Yeah, and my first draft got a negative remark from my lecturer. The story I wrote was about a transgender woman (Joe) who went to have her (actually his) confession with a priest. Then, Joe remembered her past, when she was still a male, a teenage boy, back in high school. There, I wrote that he had a best friend Ralph who had always protected him since he was a usual target for bully. Joe eventually fell in love with his own best friend and that's when their friendship began to break because Joe was too embarassed to meet him after his confession with him. After that, I wrote how he became a school drop-out and met a beautfiul lady who happened to be transgender woman. She influenced him to follow her step and promised to sponsor his transgender surgery only if he sign a contract with her. He signed the contract without much hesitation and after he had the operation, he, err, in this context, since he already undergone a surgery, he is officially a she physically and mentally. Little did she know that herwork as a masseur was more than meets the eye. The service was more than just massaging. There were sexual service included.

Joe felt betrayed and he soon approached her. She said that Joe had to do what he had to do because she had signed the contract. Joe was trapped in that circumstance, since she had not much option less, as a school drop-out. After accepting her reality, Joe really put in her servcie to whatever the clients wanted. Finally, she was diagnosed with AIDS. She lost her way, though she had much money that she earned from her profession. Suddenly, she remembered about her past, her belief, which reminded her of her only best friend, Ralph. She was extremely distressed, and she couldn't sleep for many nights. She needed peace, and that was what she got when she finally made her way to the church, and eventually made it into the confession box, to have her confession.

After all the stories of her past with the priest, the priest was silent. He opened the curtain and Joe was shocked to learn that he is actually Ralph. Her own best friend. She reconciled with him and at least gained what she wanted all this while, peace and forgiveness.

Looking back at this story, no wonder the lecturer doesn't like it. It's too dramatic, and so coincidental. I guess I have to change my ending. Which means, more work and more time consumption. If this was 20% coursework, I wouldn't mind that much, but this is 50% out of the of my total mark for Creative writing, so no, I would not take any chance on this one.

Err, last but not least, wish me and all the ELS students good luck in our test tomorrow. ;) Peace, yo!!

Practical: To do or not to do?

The first time I heard that latihan industri a.k.a practical is optional for my course, I was very happy. Yeah, I know. For a hyperlazy person like me, this was indeed a good news. But little do I realize that practical is the thing that differentiate you from other graduates. Employers of course prefer graduates who had experience to none. Yes, I was somewhat motivated to do a practical after I had a conversation with Mel, a friend and a coursemate of mine, told me and my friend, Hawa, that she was thinking of doing a practical during the next year semester's break. Hawa was interested too, and since I think it is a good way to spend your holiday than lazing around in the house, my interest somewhat outshine my laziness, so I was thinking of "Why not?" Since we are all from the same course, well, I guess this was the best right?

But there's one thing that been bugging me. First, what kind of job should I do my practical for? With my major and minor right now, I am into something journalism, but back in my hometown, the only prominent newspaper company was the Borneo Post. But for both my friends who are living in Kuching, the job varieties will be more of course if compared to Sibu. So I was thinking, should I do my practical back in my hometown or here in Penang? I really wanted to be at my hometown for that two-months holiday! But the usual job that my mother would suggest me is to become a substitute teacher. I could imagine her saying "Oh, practical to gain work experience? Why not become a substitute teacher? You can even get salary." Yes, I know that was a good idea, and attractive one indeed, especially the salary part. With my last salary as a substitute teacher, I had purchased my own laptop and treated my family to eat at urm, heheh, the stall upstairs of Sibu Central Market, and after all that expenses, I still had balance from my salary to keep for my university expenses. With about two-months salary, which might be around RM1000++ for STPM graduate, I could buy, urm, much more new clothes and shoes? Heheh? Ya, ya, I know, not to forget of treating friends and family. But thinking it from a different perspective, if I were to apply for a journalist job in the future, would they think that the working experience as a teacher is relevant to the job that I am going to apply? Uggh~!! Thinking, thinking mode. Besides, I never wrote an article for any magazine, none, nada, even for the school magazine back in my high school. So what portfolio do I have to put in my resume?

Okay, so this blog is the only proof of the existence of my writing besides my written essays in the A4 paper. Imagine me telling the future prospective employer, "Urm, I never write an article before but you can log on to lameleftygirl2.blogspot.com to view my writing," which contains a lot of rojak language by the way. How funny and immature would that sound?

So during this semester's holiday (Christmas is coming, hohohoho~!!), I had to do a little homework, do a little discussion with my mentors --> (the professional way to refer my parents) and make a good decision on where and what practical should I do. I could already imagine Mentor Mom voting for becoming a substitute teacher as the practical while Mentor Dad may also follow suit.

I wish working at KFC and McDonald is considered as a practical, for experience in public relation service, we could call it.

Singlelicious!

I was doing my Masscom assignment this midnight when suddenly my former student whom I taught in St Mary last year messaged me. Afif (bukan nama sebenar) is now a Form 1 student in my alma mater, SMK Methodist, and he told me that he liked a girl in his current school and I asked him if he already had a girlfriend, he said no, and of course I was expecting this question from him eventually. "Cikgu dah ada gerek belum?" which means "Teacher, do you have a boyfriend now?" As usual, I answered my former student the truth, which is a NO. And what was the reply? "Yalah cikgu malu gilak... hehe.." which means "You're shy, that's why." I was like, what, that's not the reason I am single till now. Yes, I admit I was shy back in high school. Not only shy, coward was more like it. But now, I don't think I am shy, cause I am not. I do mix with the guys, and I treated them like buddies.

The honest reason I don't have a boyfriend till now is that maybe just like Anne of Green Gables, I put high ideals on the guy of my dreams, such as he has to be tall, he has to be handsome, he has to be gentleman, he has to be charming, bla, bla, bla, so maybe that was why I didn't have a boyfriend till now. But do I seem to care? No, but err, yeah, I do admit that I sometimes envy some girls who got a lot of gifts like chocolates and teddy bears from their boyfriend but no, I wouldn't want to have a boyfriend just so I could have all these gifts. That would be such a shallow intention. I don't want to have a boyfriend just because everybody does or because my juniors have boyfriends, or even because my former students have their partners. I want to have a special someone for the sole reason that I am meant to have one. :) If I am not meant to have a boyfriend even until I become an old lady, then it's okay, because it doens't hurt to lose something which you never have at the first place right? It's better for me to never been in a relationship than to let myself got hurt when the relationship ended. To prevent is better than to cure, right? Okay, I know this is subjective, but in my case, this is like this.

Now, I don't even care if suddenly a guy who fits my ideals (handsome + gentleman + generous) appear, cause I am not sure if I would have a chemistry with him. Yeah, what I really want is a chemistry, someone who is compatible with me. I rather have someone who doesn't fit my ideals, but yet have the chemistry, than someone who fits my ideals but zero chemistry together. Cause there will be no sparks, no life in that relationship. If nobody is compatible or have a chemistry with me, then it's okay, I will stay single, rather than to settle for second best or whoever comes my way cause it's unfair. Unfair to the person and to me. So I settle for being friends with all cause I know friendship stays permanent than the romantic relationship.

Therefore, here I would like to tell all the single ladies out there not to be down just because you don't have your own man cause it's not a crime to be single. It's not embarassing at all to tell others that you never have a boyfriend before. Let's enjoy our single moments than wishing to have what we're not sure of because you might regret if you do not treasure your single moment cause it's the only time you get to pamper yourself. Embrace your singelilicious girls!! Cheers!!

I'm Alive...

But my blog wasn't, during the Raya holidays till now..

Okay, the reason was that I had a little problem signing in to Gmail and all the google accounts, thank God that there wasn't any really important e-mail in my inbox these few days. Well, the other reason that I hate to admit was that I wasn't motivated to blog. Facebook had taken 99% of my attention and energy. ;S

There were many activities during the holiday but I don't have the time to list them all out here. If only I could upload the pictures here and let them do the talking, or perhaps writing, in this context.

Today, as usual, I am going to attend the CUS weekly gathering, but this week it's a bit different. I have to handle the worship part. I don't know how to handle this. I won't freak out if it was something like behind the curtain thingy but this thing, I am sure gonna be dead. Yeah, I know, for some of you who have been a professional in handling praise and worship will think that it's not a big deal to handle just one part, which is the worship part. BUT.. for someone like me, who doesn't like to do presentation or standing in front of public, I just have a rough idea on how to handle it. Plus, worship thingy is the slow sentimental part, you gotta build the feel, you gotta make people feel touched through your prayer but me, I don't have that skill, like Debbie (former CUS exco) and Harianna has. Both of them were very good in handling praise and worship and I salute them for that.

Today, I have lots of things to do in my mind, my assignments, activitiy and again assignments.. Huhuhu..

Oh, Lord.. Help me not to sing in squeaky voice and help me to be able to touch people through my voice..And help me to complete the assignment days before the deadline. Amen..