The Special Post

Introducing a friend of mine, THE BIG SULKER! *drum rolls*

Mission of Kanimoli’s 21st Birthday : Make her VERY miserable and sulk. Then smash her hard and try make her cry.

So, during the midnight of 6Feb, we went on without wishing her. We just wished her from the room silently. In reply she sent me this at 2.27am : I HATE U GUYS! DIN EVEN WISH!

Asshole, why only me kena?!  It made me feel guilty u know?!

The next morning I sent her 7 long birthday messages, knowing she would curse and scold me anyhow. True enough, she called and we were pushing the phone towards each other! The moment I picked up the phone, she screamed all the way. And I put her voice on loudspeaker and just laughed.

She’s such a sulker right?

The lies and stories we told, I tell you, were unimaginable! Thank God we managed get her tell her stories from home.

Day 7Feb went on as though we completely forgot her birthday. She came back by flight in the morning, and we had 3 hours of class. With everyone wishing her, I think she was kind of sulking at the geng. She scolded us INDIVIDUALLY and was keeping quiet the whole lecture. I felt so bad when she said she was waiting for our messages at midnight that I was practically messaging Mages in class. Consoling each other and trying to act cool.

Do you know it hurts so much, when you guys don’t even bother to message me? -Kanimoli 2010-

She’s such a sulker right?

Buat tak tahu jer la..

Making people miserable makes me miserable too. Sigh.

Our plan didn’t really work out back in the room. Without saying a word, she slept. Things were already prepared in the toilet but the main character refused to go. All of us eventually slept off, after some major whispering and constructing plan B.

After waking up, we pretended to be busy with cooking. We almost screamed in delight when she finally stood up to get some water from the washroom! The toilet door was closed tight and the bash was done. I think she was too shocked until she did not hit us back, surprisingly.

Mission accomplished guys!

Day 8Feb, we were supposed to have a surprise blast again on her, this time with a senior together. In class, we took out the birthday card for the senior. And again, this girl scolded us right on the face.

GO AND DIE LAH! DIDN’T EVEN GIVE ME A CARD!

She’s such a sulker right?

Hoi gila, how are we supposed to tell you we have a huge surprise for you later?!

Anyway, we managed to surprise both of them with a tiramisu cake and birthday cards. (:

HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY KANIMOLI SAKAI!!

Hey bloody fool, we don’t mean to NOT wish you at night itself. The whole idea of the plan was to make you as miserable as possible! I wouldn’t be in any part of the bad plan, I swear! Lol. Hope you enjoy it. You know you love us. (:

She’s such a sulker right?

And I think she’s a sucker too LOL! *hua hua hua*

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Suddenly stumbled into heaps of stuff I seem to have forgotten for quite some time. A wave hit me, literally. I miss those moments. I miss the joy of participating in so many things. It was so worth it, I told myself. But, they remain only as papers now. And the bits of disappointment had not gone that far actually.

What’s your reaction when you’re told “class is cancelled!”?

1. WHAT?! WHY?!

2. Jump up from chair and cheer HOORAY!!

3. HI-FIVE with friend

4. Scream a long loud YEY!!

5. Dance around the class

6. Held up both hands and give a winner’s expression

7. Look up the ceiling and say GOD BLESS ME!

8. OH MY GOODNESS!! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!

9. DON’T ‘CHA TRY FOOL ME!

10. Turn to friend and ask SO CAN WE GO OUT TODAY?

11. THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF THE WEEK!!

12. The thinking-forward students would think SO WHEN WILL WE REPLACE THE CLASS?

I belong to no13. Because it’s my favaourite after-10- digit.

13. Sleep soundly for the whole afternoon. (:

Mood : Freaked out!

The first time of feeling dizzy and almost fainted.

When images around me started to get blurry, I almost thought I would pass out.

The thought of leaving the world. The thought of being unconscious.

I felt myself so helpless.

I thought that I had to give in and let darkness consume me.

And it totally freaked me out.

Entahlah..

Kekadang manusia adalah pelik dan sukar difahami. Saya selalu berfikir, mengapa kekadang kita mudah sahaja berasa bingung dan lemas? Salahkah jika kita memilih untuk mengutamakan sesuatu walaupun ianya mungkin tidak penting sangat? Salahkah jika kita berfikir secara mendalam sebelum mengambil keputusan supaya kita tidak menyesal kemudian? Salahkah jika kita mempunyai pendapat yang lain? Salahkah jika kita mengambil sesuatu tindakan demi kawan walaupun kita sendiri mungkin disalahfahamkan? Salahkah kita untuk menyepikan diri atas rasa bingung dan lemas?

Entahlah.

Apabila kita tidak faham tentang sesuatu perkara, biasanya kita akan menyalahkan orang lain. Kita kata kita tahu siapa diri kita yang sebenar, tetapi kekadang kita kurang mengerti apa yang kita lakukan. Betul atau salah?

Entahlah.

Kekadang kurasa batasan adalah sesuatu yang sangat mengganggu. Setiap tindakan ada batasannya, dan kita terikat untuk mematuhinya. Keberanian itu penting, tetapi kesederhanaan adalah lebih baik. Mengapa kekadang kita teragak-agak untuk melakukan sesuatu? Mengapa kekadang kita serba-salah untuk melakukan sesuatu? Mengapa kekadang kita berperang dengan perasaan sendiri sebelum melakukan sesuatu? Sesetengah perkara tidak boleh dinilai hanya melalui apa yang kita nampak dan rasa. Dan halangan yang terbesar adalah diri kita sendiri sebenarnya.

Entahlah.

Manusia itu pelik, bukan?

Maksudnya aku juga pelik, begitu?

The Story of Carrots, Eggs and Coffee Beans

This is the story of carrots, eggs and coffee beans.

The carrots, eggs and coffee beans (ground into coffee powder) were placed in separate pots of boiling water, each for 15 minutes.

After the 15 minutes, they were taken out from the pots. The carrots became soft, the eggs became hard and the coffee powder had dissolved in the water.

The pots of boiling water are like problems we encountered in our life journey. The heat are the pain we felt. Those moments when we are heated would seem the longest moments in life, because they would be the worst moments ever.

The carrots, which are hard originally had turned soft after being poured into the pot of boiling water. You only need to press it slightly harder, and it would turn into another shape. ARE WE LIKE CARROTS IN LIFE? We grow weaker and lose the strength after facing problems? We give up to problems and surrender? We let ourselves be drained and then is heard no more?

The eggs, which are fragile originally had turned hard after being poured into the pot of boiling water. Now it is impossible to break the egg like before. ARE WE LIKE EGGS IN LIFE? We conquer all the problems and leave nothing behind? We start as someone sensitive and end up feeling-less? We turn to be hard-hearted? We learn to be stronger and protective over ourselves?

The coffee powder had dissapeared, and left behind an aromatic pot of hot coffee. Hot and delicious. It just gives you a sense of pleasure and pure satisfaction, even before you drink it. ARE WE LIKE COFFEE IN LIFE? We overcome the problems and blend in well with the surrounding? We allow ourselves to change and at the same time develop into something useful? We change something? We change someone’s life?

Which of these would you want to be?

The carrots, eggs or coffee beans?

The choice taken is always ours. Problems are part of life, and they differ from one another’s life. But they made an impact in our lives all the same.

Sometimes.

Sometimes we forgot that there are people watching us. The actions we have taken.

Sometimes we forgot that we are letters read on daily basis. And in these letters, we are either the headings, the lines, the chapters, the phrases, the commas or the full-stops. Each of which is equally important.

Sometimes we forgot that there are those who take serious. What we do and think may not make a slight impact on them.

Sometimes we forgot that we have wasted a whole lot of time living a life just trying to be an image of another person. Why don’t you stop for a while when you go about filling others’ shoes, and ask yourself, “Who’s filling mine?”.

Sometimes we forgot that the power to do good lies within us, and we are bound to be affected by the same when we release it.

Sometimes we forgot that a smile bring mean a million meanings and change a thousand things.

Sometimes we forgot that life can be so beautiful and colourful, because all this while we have been messing it up.

Sometimes we forgot that little things do matter. And by the end of the day, we would be asking ourselves why haven’t we noticed them earlier.

Sometimes we forgot that time flies by if we are doing what that makes us happy. Pursuing for passion is like making a dream come true.

Sometimes we forgot that there are some questions that just don’t have any answers.

Sometimes we forgot that there is always people more unfortunate than us.

Sometimes we ignore the fact that what we sow is what we reap in life.

Sometimes. Sometimes. Sometimes.

New Sem

Roger roger.

Reporting from class.

Basically everything has been back to normal. Whining about being back to institute. Lectures and lecturers reminding about how final semester goes. The finals are here finally.

First day of new semester, we were greeted with more than two hours of assembly. Standing at the car park outside the hall. Hall under construction. Some long speeches from the minister and director. The dressing spot-check got so many people busted. You so should hear and see what it was all about.

Second day, officially started with sleep-at-3am habit.

Third day, suddenly realizes that so much of work is waiting. Things get worse under certain circumstances, but I can’t turn to anyone other than myself.

An overview about this semester’s life – class secretary, assistant project manager of Sarawak Trip, 2 weeks of School-Based-Experience, reports and assignments, study week, final examination, activities.

Of routine life, and what else?

Crazy times with some crazy friends are the only things that keep me going I guess.

Copy and over.

Here it is!

Here it is!

New Year again!

Thinking of the times ahead, I’m superly excited and eager!

But then again, another part of me is dying to scream ” HEY NEW YEAR ! I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME SO FAST ! “

p/s : I love the note i posted on Facebook today. But had great difficulty tagging it. So it was left untagged. HAPPY NEW YEAR!

p.p.s : Celebrated New Year eve watching Teen Choice’s Awards 2009 and live countdown in TV. Countdown online with a friend too.

Feeling quiet and lonely for a while.

How I Spend My Christmas

I always wonder how one simple SMS could bring such a surprise and joy. Personally I prefer to SMS people, because I find it more convenient. Just type and send. And there is no such thing as “timing” for SMS. Even if the other person is busy, you would get the reply in the end, latest by one hour later. I have this major thing for calls; I usually won’t be able to answer calls on time because my phone would be somewhere else. Or I myself would be at somewhere else. And my ringtone doesn’t alert me much. Volume 1. Super soft. Haha. Yeah, I got many complaints from my friends and parents. Well isn’t it a good thing that I don’t hang on the phone much? Only sometimes. (:

Last night while hanging out with my friends, I was just thinking of dropping a message for those whom I have not met and kept in touch for a very long time. Those whose reunions I was unable to attend. Those whom I have not met for more than a year. My Mrsm teachers and my cousin. The next minute, Poof! My phone beeps twice. I was actually staring at the messages and smiling for about 20 seconds. God bless them!

First SMS was from my Mrsm sir. One of my favourite teachers. Cg Zul. It’s been a few months since I last sent him a message.

Apa kabor jeng lama tak dengar berita.

Note : He is one super cool teacher. He looks at us as his children, students and friends. His hobby and trademark was to hit everyone with anything he’s holding. Thank God most of the time he would be holding only a book in his hand. Haha. He has never taught me before but we were pretty close. He was the one who drove me and another junior to USM for the National Olympiad Mathematics Quiz, waited the whole 5 hours for us to finish the quiz and drove us back to hostel. I used to chat with him whenever we met, be it the Mathematics Department, corridors, hall or cafe. He would scream my name out loud, even if I saw him few metres away. He said “jeng” sounds nicer than “jen” and “jen yong”. How I miss those suspense-like jeng jeng jeng and the roar-like JENG! he would shout. Why do we tend to miss school-life so much?

Hehe. Saya dpt baca isihati jeng.

And every of my reply ends with Rindunya kat cg.

The second SMS was from my cousin from Sabah. A Merry Christmas text message. I heard that he was injured badly in an accident recently. I miss those times when he came back for an annual two-weeks stay at Taiping, and we would spend the days playing cards, teaching each other card tricks, playing fireworks and shopping. He and his brother plus me and my brothers. (:

My Christmas eve was amazing! We watched Avatar, caroling with Christmas hats, played at the playground at 11pm, dropped at friend’s house by surprise and sang Christmas song sharp at 12, and then ended the night with some beer. Each nine of us wore a Christmas hat the whole night, and we went around Taiping till past 1am. Spotted at Restoran Taman Tasik, Prima Cafe, Lake Gardens, Siang Malam and Flemington Hotel. The 7 hours seemed so fast, but it was a great celebration. Very spontaneous. (:

Checklist for today: Cook lunch – Buy ticket to KL – Buy a surprise cake for parents’ anniversary – Bowling (if my friends were serious about it) – Sigh about leaving Taiping.

Merry Christmas peeps! (:

Send my name to the big man in red, and remind him that I made a silent wish upon the shining star last night.