A literature review is due tomorrowt but what the hell.
I was browsing like I always do and came across a fact that 2/3 of the Swedish speaks English. Which brings me back to the few days I spent in Stockholm and the first night we were there - asking a bus driver for directions. I remembered him speaking English equivalent to a smashed china teacup but all the same being so helpful that he even left his driver's seat and went down onto the street to show me where to go. Then I remembered the sumpah hensem gila Calvin Klein underwear model-like man behind the counter at the railway station. When we were turning our maps upside down looking for our way to the hostel a really friendly couple approached us and asked "may we help you" and I was so damned touched. Have yet to return the deed to some lucky tourist.
Lateness must be in our blood. Or at least part of our culture. Except for a first day, perhaps, because you will attract just too much attention if you come late on the first day, and it is again part of our culture to strive to be invisible. During days after that things go slack and it is unavoidable to think "Who in the world turns up on the right minute anyway?"
Honestly it is shameful to be late. OK maybe I'm alone in thinking it is. Seriously it doesn't prove anything good. Frankly speaking however I know how awkward you would feel when you are there at the right time. Being at least five minutes late is the right, preferable and acceptable thing to do, and you won't feel out of place then. The VVIPs are also one with the urgent need to be late - they would be considered early if they come within thirty minutes after the scheduled time. Who wants that, hey hey? Who wants to be regarded as the person who doesn't have anything else to do, that they managed excellently to plan their time and settle everything - including preparations and travel time - so that they could arrive on the spot?
Let me tell you a story that happened in 2009. My class had a function, at which we invited the Director of the Goethe-Institut Malaysia. We told him the event will start at 2.30 in the afternoon, so it was on the invitation cards and the flyers. When he came (which was exactly at 2.30pm), only two out of fifteen of us organizers were ready (the rest are still at the hostel) and there was not a single audience in the auditorium. Faces of the lecturers were already scrunched up because of some sour limes they ate earlier ( ok joke is not funny) and I hated it so much because suddenly I had to be the usher, when I was actually busy setting the computer up for the later presentation.
Homaii now I sound like a perasan goody who is never late. Well, I said I am familiar with the awkwardness of being an early bird - which actually is the reason why I dawdle and come late, too.
P/S: Be good and ignore the roses I use for my background. I had no idea why I chose this lady-ish picture in the first place and don't want to look for another now.
P/P/S: I am taking Fundamentals of English at school and (no, we don't learn how to say Good Morning like I first thought we would) was struck to learn that I have been using the perfects and progressives wrongly all this while. Must study it for the tests, however, but always end up filling in the blanks according to what I think - ikut sedap je :)
Yes I changed my shampoo but the problem remains unsolved.
A hermit (not the crab) is perhaps so serene because he doesn't have to deal with people. Maybe I'll try retreating into a cave somewhere. Before my sanity gets torn into rippers.
Because telling people how I feel is like screaming right in the ears of a deaf. Nothing gets done. Everybody wants their own ways. Pretending you don't care what others do and living life the carefree way makes you look stupid and oh no opinions. Btw if you want to fake your way on the comment sections you can read this up: Five tips to help you.
Dikir barat ada empat pihak utama ya tuan-tuan dan puan-puan, tok juara (jogho), tukang karut, awak-awak dan pemuzik. Pemuzik itu ada lima pulak - rebana ibu, rebana anak, gong, canang dengan marakas tu nama tradisional dia apa entah. Awak-awak tu ambillah dari sepuluh hingga berpuluh-puluh orang pun tak apa kot (wah awesome juga kalau ada flashmob dikir!)
Semua orang dah tau kot, I join dikir barat untuk kolej. Bak kata seseorang itewww, "Ko ni jadi balaci la, sebab nak stay kat kolej?" Haha. Sorrylah next year I memang tak duduk UM dah okay. Jadi kalau join ape-ape tu memang ikhlas lah dari hati chewahh.
Pasal dikir ini pula. Mula-mula itu kawan-kawan yang registerkan. Diorang join sekali lah, of course. Masa dapat tau tu mmg #$#%# sedikit di dalam hati, afasal pulak ni suke suke je kan! Tapi pergi sajalah walaupun dua bulan pertama dok cakap "weh aku serius nak keluar, weh aku tanak join." Reasons for feeling so? Well, past experiences made me feel apprehensive being around people from the same background.
Heh masa mula-mula training itu pun memang kaki ponteng dahsyat, training Sabtu malam Ahad, habis semua nama kawan Dochland yang ada dipetik sebab mase tu memang orang tengah summer holidays, menipu kata keluar dengan diorang tak sempat balik padahal kita empat orang escape pergi i-City Shaalam pastu balik mengantuk bosan sebab tak ada apa pun kat situ.
Klakor kot bila diingat-ingatkan sebab sekarang ni, kalau takde kitorang masa training, memang tak jalan lah training itew chewaaah.
Haha betul kot. Seorang nyanyi lagu juara, seorang tukang karut, seorang awak-awak paling chargas, seorang lagi kalau tak datang nanti adalah peminat dia cari. ;)
Coach kita tak hensem (kehkehkeh dia tak baca punya) tapi dia sangat awesome berdikir, spontan je babeyh, menyanyi sedap pula itu, sudah join dikir semenjak umurnya 10tahun dan pernah pula buat show die overseas cewahh pujian melambung, tak apalah, respect.
Kita ada dua team kolej, sep jatey ngn sep tino (menyampah kan dengar? Tapi bahasanya kok memang begitu) lepas itu kalau sep tino (selepas ini Team B) training, ade lah Team A datang tengok, nak sesegar angin katanya. :D
Seronok sangat berdikir. Tapi kena belajar, macam tarian, bukannya boleh terus pandai. Tengok orang buat easy measy je terus dapat bunga segala, kita yang terhegeh-hegeh baru nak belajar sungguh jealous perasaannya, tahun depan untuk subjek Ko-K nak masuk berdikir lagi tapi mereka kata, "dah pandai nak buat apa?" Alahai tak faham ke Easy A haha.
Tapi betul juga, tak join perkara baru, tak kenallah dunia baru. Macam sekarang ini. :)
We got news today that Hanisa must postpone her studies until next year. Those who visited her yesterday told us that her condition was so bad she need to wear her oxygen mask the whole time she was talking. Her heart was working four times harder, the hole in her heart, earlier estimated to be 2.0 cms, got bigger by 0.7cms in the course of three days.
This is our Hanisa, who in Germany walked 3 kilometres alone after class to buy shoes when we said we want to play football.
Hanisa who gets well with everybody.
Hanisa who is never angry to your face.
Hanisa who laughs heartily at every joke.
Hanisa who does not demand nor ask.
Hanisa who runs and kicks and plays and shoots like badass.
Hanisa who dozes off in class because she couldn't waste her time being bored, and prevents us from being so as we laugh watching her.
Hanisa who loves kids and gets loved back.
Hanisa who can play the piano and guitar despite having small hands.
Hanisa who sings so beautifully.
Hanisa who is so musically talented she can play the rebana ibu after being taught ONCE.
Hanisa who loves the Japanese anime, making everybody love it too.
Hanisa who cried silently leaning on the wall when somebody broke her heart, making me want to hit him.
Hanisa who we didn't know we would love and miss so terribly when she isn't with us.
When you giggle and whisper in a lift, even though you are talking about nobody who's present.
When you try tooth and nail to sell your customers things that aren't exactly up to standard.
When you talk to your friend who's standing behind a stranger on an escalator.
When you talk loudly to said friend, condemning someone else in the process.
When you talk to said friend loudly about some other person, and switched abruptly into another language which you know the pitiful person standing between you two won't understand.
When you stare.
When you stare at people and looked away the moment the person noticed and tried to smile at you.
When you didn't return a smile.
When you stop all of a sudden in the middle of a road, or right in front of an entrance.
When you stand in an entrance when you know people are queueing to get the hell out of there.
I believe everybody feels this way: the 1st of January doesn't have much impact, but the 2nd does. You wake up and thought, oh it's the second day already, how time flies!
A good 2010 wrap-up by Jin Hackman.
Results were out last Wednesday. (-oo-)
Itu sungguh saya kerana membulatkan lubang hidung terhadap sesuatu yang kurang enak.
Setakat mana kamu berusaha, setakat itulah yang kamu akan dapat.
