“Eh Lam ah Lam, you look there and see” *points to the left side of the sky
“Erm, what is it?” I replied…
“You don’t see it meh? You see the cloud there…”
“Oh, now I see it.. why ah?” I replied…
“You see the cloud in the sky there? Looks like you lah, baboon face…”
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Baboon Face!!??!?
You mean I look like this???
*bazooka aimed at my heart…* KAPOOM~~~!
3, is the number of assignments due next week…
3, is the number of papers I have to sit for my finals two weeks from now…
3, is the number times I have come close to a near death experience from last week until now…
3, is the number of times I forgot to lock my car while in campus… so far…
3, is the number of times I nearly pee-ed in my pants while driving home from campus…
3, is the number of people who asked me whether am I working in UCSI as a staff…
3, is the number of times my mum shot a rubber band towards me while I’m doing my work…
3, is the number of times when I felt so distant to you…
3, is the number which I’m beginning to dislike now…
I hate you, number 3…
God is amazing…
Everything looked… doomed. Bad. Terrible. I’m of course speaking of the past half a year ago. I could still remember how lost I were and how troubled I was back then, when my application to University of Nottingham failed, and suddenly I find myself in a loophole of some sort. I was not continuing my education, and it almost seemed as if I wouldn’t wanna do anything at all back then. Then God moved…
“Do not look left and right. Do not be startled. Stay on the track that you’re supposed to walk on and do not turn your eyes away from it”, were the exact words that God had for me. And stayed on I did…
I’m of course speaking of the decisions I have to make then. In the end I opted to work with my friend, Jackie, in Giant Retails for a period of 3 months before deciding to ‘stay on the track’… in other words, to do with my education.
I graduated with a diploma in business management from Tunku Abdul Rahman College. But does that mean I’m supposed to continue on with business courses in my later stages of my education? And it doesn’t help that I did not like the whole business course I did, let alone having to survive it for the next 3 years. It is then when it hit me again… “stay on the track…”
I’m not even supposed to do business in the first place. To many who knew, I was supposed to do mass comm in Tunku Abdul Rahman College. I had the offer letter, I was about to pay the fees. When suddenly the whole business decision ruined it, and of course I did business then. For the next year from then… my life went to a complete mess.
I will not go on to say how much of a mess it became. But there were lots of hurt and pain in the process. One which involves breaking hearts and stuff. And broke mine too. But anyways… yeah in a nutshell I decided to make the switch and do mass comm instead in the current university I’m in now, University College Sedaya International.
And boy oh boy… I am not kidding. Things suddenly to go back on track again, I must admit. Once again, I will not go on to say how much of a change it is, but I shall present it in a point form manner… so that I can one day look back in my own archive and see this and smile. And yes I will definitely smile. Ok here goes:
1) Made new friends… as in lots of new friends…
2) Played for UCSI Christian Fellowship’s Easter Rally, an awesome and amazing experience…
3) Finally doing something which I can relate to… and no accounting in syllabus is a huge plus…
4) Made more new friends (ok I know this is redundant… but really the amount of friends and contacts I have gotten in the past 3 months in UCSI are ridiculously a lot… so come to UCSI if you need friends, haha…)
5) Lost some weight. Not a lot… but enough to put on the old pants again… haha…
6) And finally… fell in love.
I hope by the time I open up this post in my archives next time, I would have been able to add more stuff to the list… but most of all, I could look back and grin, smile, laugh… whatever it is…
Speaking of which, the semester is coming to an end. Finals coming. Time seemed to pass by so fast here. But I’m loving every single hour. Minute. Second. Milisecond. Of it.
I survived Sunburst Music Festival 2008….
It’s really a nice experience, and it certainly lifted the whole standard on music concerts and performances, kudos to the organizing team, Pineapple for such a great job.
So what’s the best performance of the night you ask? Of course it’s gotta be Incubus! But that’s cuz I’m a rockerhead, so definitely the night goes to Incubus. But not forgetting the other stars as well, such as The Roots, Incognito and John Legend. I enjoyed John Legend’s set the most if I were to choose from the three. And darn that lucky Indian lady who went up to slow dance with him. She must be envy of all ladies out there… and men too.
Caught a glimpse of our own acts in action as well, such as Reza Salleh and Meet Uncle Hussein. Che’Nelle performed too, but it was only a mediocre performance I heard… was too busy swooning away to John Legend…
Incubus took center stage by 12am, and their song list goes something like this:
1) Quicksand
2) Kiss To Send Us Off
3) Nice To Know You
4) Wish You Were Here
5) Anna Molly
6) Vitamin
7) Favorite Things (thanks Shariman!)
8) The Warmth
9) Drive
10) Pistola
11) Talk Show On Mute
12) Sick Sad Lil World
13) Megalomaniac
At this point, it seemed as though they were really closing their set already, with Search’s banner appearing on their backdrop. Lots of people started to leave the place. When suddenly…
ENCORE TIME!!! And they continued with:
14) Stellar
15) Circles
16) Aqueous Transmission
Haha, to all who left before the encore, it’s either you missed it, or you had to ran all the way back to where you once were (which is like… the length of two football fields?). Losers…
So what did it cost me? Let’s see:
Sunburst ticket: RM0
Tuborg Beer: RM10
Fish and Chips: RM10
Coffee Bean Ice-blended: RM10
Misc. items: RM15
So all in all… I spent RM45 to watch Incubus, John Legend, The Roots and Incognito live. I’m a happy person… haha…
Of course, when reality snaps back, the backaches and sores and what nots started to creep in… sigh…
Back to assignments… and shift focus to UCSI Christian Fellowship’s Easter Rally.
What Lam Means |
 You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection.You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic “Type A” personality. You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated. You master any and all skills easily. You don’t have to work hard for what you want. You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you’ll knock down anyone who gets in your way! |
Three concerts! In 2 months!
First was Switchfoot at KLCC! Then Backstreet Boys at Sunway Lagoon! And now…
SUNBURST MUSIC FESTIVAL at MONT KIARA HARTAMAS!
Two tickets from The Kash… one for him. One for me. Muahaha…
Yay me… and I didn’t even forked out a single cent for the BSB and Sunburst Concerts… so it pays to have friends working with the media world and friends who so happen to have extra tickets.
SUNBURST… here I come!!!
Continuing from the first part not too long…
I went from this:
The initial one…
To this:
The complete one!!!
Yippee!! In less than a week’s time, I could change it already! Haha… yeah there was a bit of pain and blood, and putting it through the first time is kinda tough. But as I persevere and continued to push for the hole (…ok that sounded wrong in so many ways…), I got it and now it’s in!
Hehe… I’m so happy. Even the dad and mum said I look cool. Uncle and cousin from Aussie came down today for vacation, staying over at my place, and even they think I look cool! Haha… But all of them asked me to cut my hair. Not nice according to them. But I don’t wanna cut it first, just leaving it for the time being.
Until I get my other piercings have more stuff to blog about next time… ciaoz!!
(I will be really busy with all the ongoing things in college and stuff… so if in case I don’t blog, in case… it means I’m busy. But I doubt so.)
My oh my, little did I know that this blog would be able to sustain and exist for one year. What started out as a mere attempt to try out WordPress’ blog turned out to be a a one year thing already.
For formalities sake, I had to do this. So, happy birthday to this blog.
I’ve duly decided to end my post title this time with ‘Slaps of Reality’ in it (if you have not noticed, all my blog posts starts with ‘The One…’ and ends with something).
And I just got a few of those slaps.
You know how sometimes things just seem to be working against the reality in your life? I don’t know have a specific explanation or example, but when things go anti-reality in your life, it’s bound to be something you think it’s good right? And when it feels good to be in that position, you just want to stay in that position for a little bit longer than you’re supposed to. Take for instance, the ‘snooze’ function in our alarm clocks.
You’re supposed to wake up at 6am, but you just feel so nice sleeping, and you start giving reasons in your head that you had a rough day yesterday, and you’re tired. Probably you need a bit more rest, and you hit the ‘snooze’ button. And as a result, you got up at 730am. And you blame the alarm clock/weather/bed/neighbor’s dog. Whatever it is but yourself.
Well, for me this time around, it is the similar case of me not realizing my position in my anti-reality moments and I got sucked in more than I’m supposed to. And the alarm clock here in my case is in the form of logics and reasonings around. And now I pay the price for being emotionally down and disturbed. Not hurt, but distracted in a sense…
Well the slaps are just enough to wake me up from my ‘sleep’. But then again, I really blame myself for knowingly letting myself go through all these things. I watched myself go through it. It’s like I watched myself getting run down-ed by a car over and over again. I have ample time to save myself from it, but I just didn’t want to.
Now I’m wrecked. But I’m still doing good. I’m feeling a little of pain in my heart, but I can still live with it.
Once I had a student (I taught tuition to primary kids last time), I can’t remember her name but she once asked me… “Kor kor Lam (I banned the word of ‘teacher’ from my classes…), why God allow us to suffer?”. And of course I replied the usuals like God is always right, God is testing us, building us up, the usual answers. But she said something which got me thinking.
“Then why people commit suicide in the end? Is it because God wants us to die as a solution to our problems?”
I couldn’t remember the answer I gave her. But I guess the thing we can see here is that if a young girl can ask questions on the logics and reasonings behind all the problems, I think most of us reading this can too and can understand that no problem given to us are problems that we could not measure and beyond our capabilities.
In this case, I was really pushed to the edge. And it’s funny how short the time period this whole thing is.
In the words of someone famous ( I wanted to say Kanye West, but someone else said it first other than him), “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”. It’s true.
But what was left of me is a void of what attempted to kill me previously. And I’m an empty shell now. And it hurts.
Finally, the time has come for yours truly to get his first ear pierce. Hopefully it’ll be the last one as I don’t wanna end up looking like some freak with metal pieces on the parts of my face next time.
That’s the one. It’s not a stick on magnet thing or what if you’re thinking it is…
Have to leave it for at least a week before I can put the real one on, it’s a ring shaped one and it should… should, look good. If not… I’m gonna be emo…
Ok, so the whole thing nearly didn’t took place cuz of Her Highness JoJo, nearly FFK-ing (NOTE:FFK refers to ‘Fong Fei Kei’, which in loose translation from Cantonese to English means ‘Letting The Airplane Go’, but when mentioned to someone in particular, it actually means that he/she is breaking his/her promise. Adding the -ing at the back makes it into a verb, thus FFK-ing) yours truly. I’m a hopeless freak when it comes to directions and therefore I need the assistance of Her Highness to follow me and guide me to the place (and since she loves to see people getting tortured, all the more she wants to follow me, but when the time came this afternoon she nearly FFK-ed (again, adding -ed at the back indicates that it’s past tense, and the act had been done) me, so, think of how I felt at the moment).
I was like…
picture from kennysia.com. A disclaimer so that he won’t sue me… haha…
Yeah that’s how I felt. First, convinced me that I should go with her. Fine. Why? I don’t know, maybe she really has a fetish of seeing someone getting tortured. And when the time comes, “U like lah. U wanna go then u go la. I nak tengok fashion show”…
But anyways, Her Highness got scared and she persuaded me in turn to go get it done. Fine. Lei kong sai lor (NOTE: another Cantonese proverb. Loose translation from Cantonese to English means ‘You Say Everything’, meaning no equality and unfairness in his/her speech/action). Off to Leisure Mall…
…and to the piercing place. Was bothered by the thoughts of a bleeding ear or a swollen ear at the hands of two young Chinese girls, but what the heck, went ahead with it. As emotions starts to materialize in forms of cold sweats and grimaces on my face, and as the piercing girl said “Leady ah… leady… 1…2…”……..
(sounds from the environment and the radio from their shop)
And then I realized, and said “Huh??? Finish already???”
It was painless. I could feel something rubbing my ear and that’s it. I didn’t even knew it was over until Her Highness started laughing and said “hehehhe pain or not? wakakaka….”….
It was fast. Painless. And it costs me 35 bucks. 10 for the piercing and 25 for the ring shaped ear ring.
Hmm… since it is so painless… I might consider getting it at some other parts of my body too… not! Ok, now the after effects…
1) There’s this feeling of something constantly ‘biting’ my left ear lobe. It’s not painful but just plain irritating.
2) As it is considered as an open wound, though it is pretty much covered by a piece of metal stick in between, it is still open to the countless bacterias and germs all over the place. I was so paranoid with it I kept wiping it off with a tissue paper, only to realize that the tissue paper was from the time I wiped my sweat off. Thus adding more germs to it…
3) Came home and showered, while the earlobe was treated with disinfectant aka Dettol. In a bid to get rid of the germs, I practically soaked the whole lobe with Dettol. As if the wound is mocking at me for treating it with disinfectant much later than it’s supposed to… I:
4) Am having a slight fever now. Had to turn off the air con. And the ceiling fan is at level 2 now, which at any given night would mean ‘Turn that air cond on as I’m melting!!!”. I feel pathetic and sad now…
So there it is, the experience of getting my ear pierced. Would you wanna share yours? Minus the ‘Her Highness FFK-ing part’, cuz I know it only happens to me. Poor me. First that. Now this. Sigh…
"Happiness is not a destination. It is a method of Lam." 