Joanna's 21st Birthday.

Yesterday's gathering with old friends were awesome. I think the last time we hang out like that was during our Foundation year in 2010. It was a good gathering, with a lot of crazy laughter and solemn moments when we looked back 4 years down the road. A lot of things had change. We changed. Each one of us, in our own different way. Its weird saying this, since we are all course mates, but the friendship drifted apart, I guess we were all too busy to even stop for a moment to think or even realised that it occurred, but yesterday, yesterday was different. It made ME think, like well, these were the small bunch of friends that I had in Foundation (mind you, I did not have any friends during my first few weeks in Foundation) but somehow, the wind must have blown us towards each others direction that day. We met each other and we just click. Like that. Magically. It's funny because I don't just 'click' easily to anyone. I made it sound like we were matches made in heaven right? HAHA. I remember feeling all lost and confused during my Foundation year, like a misfit soul I was. Yes I had trouble blending in. For a moment there, all I wanted to do was to quit uni and pack my bags and head straight back home, to my comfort zone, but I knew I could never do that. So I stayed and tried to survive (even till today) and I tried my utmost best to be friendly and jovial to everyone (hated every moment of it) and that was then I found these people (Joanna, Charlene, Alena). These were the three angels that helped me survived my Foundation year. If it wasn't for them, I would have hated my whole of Foundation years and I might even end up being worst than an anti-social. So thank you! 

It was Joanna's 21st birthday celebration yesterday (Aww that little girl is all grown up) in 1673 Bistro near Jonker Walk. It was a lovely place, very relaxing environment with a good live band. Not bad indeed. And then, the after party, of course! We had ours in Eleven Bar (rumoured to be a gay bar). The feeling was just.. cozy. Like home home cozy. Like the family kind of cozy. It was just.. Cozy. And there we were, a bunch of happy lads, drinking and being happy and inhaling the helium out of Joanna's 21st balloon just to hear each others voices goes off pitch. HAHAH IT WAS FUNNY!  

Le food, Classic Chicken Chop, is what I ALWAYS order when

 I really have no idea what else to order. 

From the right, Joanna (the star of the night), Me, Amanda and Charlene.

From the right, Augustus, Me, Celine

Outfit for the night, a simple white-blue dress.

 I still couldn't figure out why I close my eyes haha.

A tower of Asahi for us please. 

Margarita Cocktail. 

There's a storm approaching. Nice weather to sleep in but I hate it, because I am going to be all alone tonight. :X

Going to bed soon. Sleep tight everyone. Goodnight! :)

Accident.

Remember how I was saying that things don't last and tomorrow might never come? 

Woke up this morning to a news that a friend, Orpheus, met with a terrible accident in Alor Gajah. He is now in Hospital Melaka receiving treatments and his condition is still not stable. Will keep him in prayers and hopefully everything will be fine for him. :(

Guys, keep him in your prayers too and prays that he pulls through this one. 

The Sin of Ingratitude.

I am blessed. I know I am. But you know how sometimes, we, as flawed creations, tend to not remember to be thankful for the blessings we received. Hmm, I would say that we often take things for granted? I am of no exception. People tell me that I am ungrateful, yes I admit I am. I guess sometimes (well, most of the time) I forget to be thankful for all that I have. People tend to want more, more and MORE of everything. Minimal is never enough and so does the maximum. Bigger cars, more money in the banks, bigger investments, better designer outfits. We tend to seek and crave for more. The more, the better? Men are selfish. What do you expect? Humanity has had a materialistic, selfish, 'me-first' existence. Many a times, we take things for granted, that things and people will always be there. How can we be sure that the ones we treasure and love will still be there tomorrow? What if there is never going to be a tomorrow?   

Few days ago, I was complaining about being lonely and having no one to talk to, but when I look back, I have people that love me. I have my family, friends, relatives, these are the folks that I have but why do I still feel the need for more companions? Yes, I take my parents for granted, my siblings who were always there to annoy me, and my friends who are there to accompany me and put up to my bad mood-swings and whimpers but I never seem to thank them for that. Was I really that selfish? 

Maybe there is no such thing as unhappiness. Maybe unhappiness is derived from being ungrateful. Maybe there are no maybes. It's the universal truth! Unhappy people are often the ungrateful ones. And I am ashamed for having to say that I am included in one of those people in the ungrateful category. Quoting 1 John 2:16, he said that "For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world." 

I am not saying that I am going to INSTANTLY change into a new leave and start being that angel and not whine about anything and just be happy with whatever I have. No, of course it's not going to be easy. In fact, it's gonna be one hell of a task and strength. Everyday in our life, we have to deal with temptations of all kinds, and it is not easy to just be contented and happy with everything that you have when you are being surrounded by the everyday's temptation of the world. However, what I am trying to say is that I am going to do my utmost best to remind myself EVERYDAY to be thankful for the little things in life, for the people around me, for the food and shelter and clothes. In fact, I might even start being grateful for the uphill battles in life. And for the people that have problems with me. And for the ones that misunderstood me. And for the scorching weather in Malaysia. And the people that agitates me, and the barbaric rampant bikers, and that anne there who never did like taking food orders from me, and uncivilized tenants who literally throw their rubbish from a higher floor to ground floor. Thank you because you people gave me free anger management classes everyday. 

Today, I am grateful for the people I call FRIENDS. For the ones that stick with me through thick and thin. For the ones who had to put up with my atrocious mood swings and temper. For the ones who put up with all my nonsensical and senseless grunts and bawls. The ones who believed in me when no one else did. The ones who have seen me in my most fragile and ugly moments. And most of all I am thankful for the ones who stayed. 

Thank you. :)

"In everything give thanks"

Dim-sum.

Phew, finally back to my room after dim-sum session. That was a long walk from my apartment to the dim-sum shop. -.- Oh ya finally yesterday I managed to get some sleep after a GAZILLION (a bit of the exaggeration, but that is how it felt like!) of phone calls, whatsapps and text messages. I should have known better to have off my phone. And I woke at 7 am when little kitty start scratching on the room door. I could never get mad at him for doing so because he is a lovely! By he, I meant the cat. He was super hyperactive this morning that I was starting to think that he was on weed or something. Hmm. And so after being awakened by his hyper-activeness, decided to go for dim-sum breakfast.

Yesterday's Environmental paper is the first paper in this semester where I started laughing after seeing the questions. HAHA FML. Ask me what I poured out in the paper and how I even managed to write two booklets? Ask me ask me! Well, I'll tell anyhow. Total bullshit + common sense. LOL. Principles of Sustainable development in WCED applied in Malaysia and Public smth Litigation, Principle 17 of the Rio Declaration, history and evolution of environmental law in Malaysia pre-merdeka and post-merdeka period. blehhhhh mehhhh ehhhh? Can't believe the questions are still intact at the back of my mind. Whatever whatever. Next up, and FINALLY, finally finally the final paper for this semester is Public and International Law paper. yawwnns.  

Hmm, the end of the semester has come for some of us, but not all of us. Many have even went back to their beloved hometown, and I am going to be stuck here in Melaka for the whole of three weeks settling and planning for the next semester's master plan for my society. Okay not complaining NOT COMPLAINING. I chose this path and I wanted it so no complains allowed. I miss my momma and little brother, so gonna head back home for a few days and after that, well, how should I put this beautifully.. Hmm, the commencement of strings of formal or informal deliberative assembly of individuals called to debate certain issues and problem? Nah that sounds so boring. How about 'an assembly of people coming together to decide what person or department not represented in the room must solve a problem.?' Eh? Whatever. Strings of meeting awaits me. MEETINGS. Oh how much I despise them but have to call and attend them anyway. 

Oh ya, yesterday a friend returned me a toothbrush, like really? Why not just throw it away? People and their irrelevant sense. 

I am in no mood to study, can I just sleep and forget everything for a moment. I am missing someone and it makes me sad. :( I hate semester breaks because everyone will be returning to their hometowns and even your hometown friends will be away studying and you will stuck, all alone, with shit of workload to be done, all alone. humph. Today's post is so messed up, just like its writer. Meow. I guess I got to learn to be alone. Not used to it but I guess I have to get use to this deafening silence and emptiness and just learn to live with myself. Right? 

Enough with my whimpering rants. Gotta go shower and start studying. 

Before that, here's some pictures from this morning's breakfast. 

Happily, beautifully, uniquely, stunningly gorgeous people I call FRIENDS. 

Chu Shir Ling and I.

Oh my dim-sum

More and more and more and MORE!

Spot the Illuminati sign and empty plates. 

Have a wonderful day!

Cheers! :)

John Mayer - I Will Be Found (Lost At Sea)

                                                    "I Will Be Found (Lost At Sea)"

It doesn't matter where you roam
When no one's left to call you home
I might have strayed a bit too far
I'm countin' all the moonlit stars

I'm a little lost at sea
I'm a little birdie in a big old tree
Ain't nobody looking for me
Here out on the highway

But I will be found
I will be found
When my time comes down
I will be found

Some days, I think it's all okay
Some nights, I throw it all away
I saw her face and I could tell
My ghost had left the town as well and

I'm a little lost at sea
I'm a little birdie in a big old tree
Ain't nobody looking for me
Here out on the highway

But I will be found
I will be found
When my time comes down
I will be found

I'm a little lost at sea
I'm a little birdie in a big old tree
Ain't nobody looking for me
Here out on the highway

Maybe I'm a runaway train
Maybe I'm a feather in a hurricane
Maybe it's a long played game
But maybe that's a good thing

Cause I will be found
I will be found
When my time comes down
I will be found

So I keep runnin' 'til my run is gone
Keep on ridin' 'til I see that dawn
And I will be found
I will be found

Listening to John Mayer minutes before my Environmental Law paper.

Wish me luck :X

Hi.

I know I am supposed to be studying for tomorrow's Environmental law paper but.. 5 minutes for me to procrastinate, pretty please? Today's Land paper was a pain in the ass and I didn't even managed to finish my last question. :'( 

Reminiscing back, I really miss my Alpha years in university. I don't remember having so much stress like now. Mehhhh. But but, am not complaining okay, just to put the emphasis that I really enjoyed my Alpha years but hey, I am no Benjamin Button aite, so yeah, got to keep moving forward no matter how difficult it is. Life is not always gonna be a bed of roses so one has got to man up and suck all that petty emotions in and be a tough bitch. A woman has got to do what she has got to do. HAHA saying this reminds me of a poem written by Maya Angelou entitled "Phenomenal Woman". Wait let me search the poem for you guys.

Anndd here it is. 

Phenomenal Woman

By Maya Angelou 

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   

But when I start to tell them,

They think I’m telling lies.

I say,

It’s in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,   

The stride of my step,   

The curl of my lips.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,   

That’s me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,   

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.   

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.   

I say,

It’s the fire in my eyes,   

And the flash of my teeth,   

The swing in my waist,   

And the joy in my feet.   

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Men themselves have wondered   

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can’t touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,   

They say they still can’t see.   

I say,

It’s in the arch of my back,   

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

Now you understand

Just why my head’s not bowed.   

I don’t shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.   

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It’s in the click of my heels,   

The bend of my hair,   

the palm of my hand,   

The need for my care.   

’Cause I’m a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That’s me.

This poem just has something in it that it makes you feel so empowered and driven after reading it. the feeling would be I-am-awake-alive-and-ready-to-conquer-the-world feeling. But hey, to all you man out there, you don't have to feel diffident about it, like we, women are over shadowing you or something. Maybe you should go find yourself a poem to, you know just to boost up your self-confidence or something, or maybe not. But hey, no offence. I fully understand and acknowledge that generalisation and stereotyping is wrong and not all man are similar. There are still some who are,yes, I have to admit, responsible and not those who just sit around and waste parents money and lure girls into their charm just to get into their pants. Sorry if I am starting to sound a little bitter, it's just that these type of 'man' really gets on my nerves. Like hey, why don't you just be a gigolo instead then, you might as well gain a profit out of that rather than nothing at all right? Again, I apologized if my post this time has offended any of you. 

My current stress-reliever Mr Meoowwwww :

"Why are you taking snapshots of me?!"

"Read me instead!"

"Don't touch me!"

Well, the captions are just captions of what I think little kitty there is thinking. Meow. 

Dad just sent me a message asking me why the PLKN letters keep coming in again, like how am I supposed to know if those dumdass forgot that I actually attended their freaking PLKN program for two months plus. URGH talking about inefficiency. 

Anyhow, I think I took more than 5 minutes updating my blog. 9 unread chapters of Environmental Law awaits me and a rumbling stomach that is saying, "Feed me momma!". 

BYE!

Blissful Sunday.

Woke up to the phone call from a love one and also to the music of Ingrid Michaelson-Maybe. Life feels so blissful at the moment right? Hmmm. Sorry to spoil this but I have a confession, Land law paper tomorrow at 9 am and I have still have three more important chapters to cover. LOL. And and the day after tomorrow, Environmental law. HAHA. Stress? No, I am not. Not a single worry or stress. Sitting down here, in the living room, with just Ingrid Michaelson's euphonic voice and the sound of the ceiling fan and the harmonious swishing sound of the whispering trees, and my unclean teeth and unkempt hair. Everything seem so still and peaceful, like being in a twilight zone. Blissful perfection. Its like time stood still. I found inner peace. For now. 

I hope that all of you started your day with a peaceful and happy thought too. Remember this today; It's either you run the day or the day runs you. I choose to run my day today and to be positive, what is your choice? :)

Have a Blessed Sunday! 

“I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life." I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” -Maya Angelou

Back to books.

Cheers!

Exhaustion.

FINALLY! Back home to my lovely bed. Oh bed, be mine forever please. Exhaustion kills. mentally and physically drained. The juices from my brain has been squeezed out dried. Company Law paper kills. Next up, Land law. Why oh Why? I'm about to collapse. On the bed. 

Before I fall flat on my face onto the bed, here is a little something that I want to share with you. A little poem from one of my favourite poets, Elizabeth Barrett Browning. 

Sonnet 14- If Thou must Love Me, let it be for nought. 

If thou must love me, let it be for nought

Except for love's sake only. Do not say

'I love her for her smile—her look—her way

Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought

That falls in well with mine, and certes brought

A sense of pleasant ease on such a day'—

For these things in themselves, Beloved, may

Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought,

May be unwrought so. Neither love me for

Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,—

A creature might forget to weep, who bore

Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!

But love me for love's sake, that evermore

Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.

By just reading it, it calms me down. I find the language and the way of writing plus her ability to express herself so fascinating and intriguing. She seem so polite and delicate and lady-like. Why can't our generation nowadays be like that? It is not that I am against those rapping musics and the way people speak nowadays and the way they go 'yaw wassup'. How did we go from 'Howdy?' to 'yaw wassup"?  Whatever happened to the beauty of profundity? 

I am starting to blabber again. 

Okay, in need of some serious sleep. 

Bye and Goodnight.

BABABANANNA

I think the exam stress is getting onto me. Its making me so cranky. What I wanna do now is just to punch someone in the face or throw a vase or shout at walls and trees or or or OR WHATEVER. URGH!

Oh goddamnit my annoyance level just increased about like a 110%.
BANABANNANDKADKLJKJKL!!!! You know what, screw everything, I am going to bed now. GOODNIGHT!

Pre/Post Exam STRESS!

I am procrastinating so much, it isn't funny anymore. URGH frust frust frsut frustration! I have so mush to revise to the point I feel "Hey why not just start cleaning your room or take a nap or watch some Youtube videos or just start blogging?" So I ended up here. AGAIN. 

"Where did your heart go missing" by Rooney is just so addictive and nostalgic. Brought back some memories. Haiz. Emofied. Again. If you guys have not heard this song, please click onto the link below and LISTEN, I repeat, LISTEN. 

"Where Did Your Heart Go Missing?"

"I'm waiting, waiting for nothing
You're leaving, leaving me hanging

When did your heart go missing?

When did your heart go missing?

I treat you like a princess

But your life is just one big mess

When did your heart go missing?

When did your heart go missing?"

*Music blazing on-replay in the background* 

*dances and sings crazily*

*falls*

*laugh*

*stares*

*cries*

*open Company Law book*

*dies*

BYE. 

The McFlurry Spoon Design Quandary

Today, as I was browsing through Facebook, I came across this interesting article posted in 

http://colinseymour.co.uk/mcflurry-spoon-design-quandary where one the writer's colleague posted an interesting question to them as he waved a McDonald's McFlurry spoon to them: Why is the spoon designed like it is?

If you guys are observant enough, you will noticed that on one end of the McFlurry spoon, it is designed in a shaped bit which you'd expect but it's the handle that puzzled us. It's hollow and square with a funny clip that looks like the clip from a pen. Now the spoon end is easy enough to work out why it's been designed as such: it's the get the ice-cream into your ice-cream hole, but how do your explain the odd handle?

Several possible suggestions came up including, to ease packing, save on plastic, to strengthen the spoon for those fatties who can't wait for the ice-cream to soften a bit and even as a consequence of the injection moulding process.

We were all wrong. A quick search on the Internet (where else) revealed the reason for the handle design:

The McFlurry Spoon is designed with a hollow, 12.5 cm long, 1.5 cm wide square handle made of translucent, heavy-gauge (1 mm thick) plastic. There is no straw functionality in the US version of the utensil, the handle is made hollow only to save material and to allow it to be mounted on the mixer. At the end of the handle is a clip, which attaches onto the rotating axl of the blending machine. The McFlurry-maker engages the mixer while holding the cup, and the spoon acts as a beater, blending the candy pieces into the ice cream. The domed lid ensures none of the McFlurry escapes, and using a disposable mixing utensil means less equipment needs to be washed by the crew at the end of the night.

Of course. Those brilliant geniuses. They had it all figured out. Thinking out of the box much?  

One thing for sure, the McFlurry spoon does not double as a straw! At least it's not supposed to. Though the hallow spoon looks like an uncomfortable, unwieldy straw, it is actually part of an ingenious design known as the "Flurry Spoon Agitator"

okay got to go study for my upcoming Company Law paper which is in two days time!!!!! *dies*

Anyway, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all! For those of you who do not have  a clue what is this festival's all about, please, do your research. Nah, kidding. As I am in a very generous mood for knowledge sharing today.. 

Mid-Autumn Festival falls on the 15th day of every 8th month according to the Chinese Lunar calendar, the Mid-Autumn Festival is the second grandest festival after the spring Festival. It takes its name from the fact that it is always celebrated in the middle of the autumn season. the day is also known as the Moon Cake Festival, as at that time of the year the moon is at its roundest and brightest. 

Mid-Autumn Festival is an inherited custom of moon sacrificial ceremonies. The ancient Chinese observed that the movement of the moon has a close relationship with the changes of the season and agricultural production. Hence, to express their thanks and gratitude to the moon and to celebrate the harvest, they offered a sacrifice to the moon on autumn days. 

So if you are scratching your butt, wondering why the moon is all round and shining brightly up there for these past few days, here's your answer (well not really much of a scientific factual truth, but oh well), its the MOON CAKE FESTIVAL MONTH BABY! My advise to you, get out there and go grab some moon cake for yourself. Cheers :)

Ariana Grande - Almost Is Never Enough ft. Nathan Sykes

"Almost is Never Enough"

I'd like to say we gave it a try
I'd like to blame it all on life
Maybe we just weren't right, but that's a lie, that's a lie

And we can deny it as much as we want
But in time our feelings will show

'Cause sooner or later
We'll wonder why we gave up
The truth is everyone knows

Almost, almost is never enough
So close to being in love
If I would have known that you wanted me
The way I wanted you
Then maybe we wouldn't be two worlds apart
But right here in each others arms

Here we almost, we almost knew what love was
But almost is never enough

If I could change the world overnight
There'd be no such thing as goodbye
You'll be standing right where you were
And we'd get the chance we deserve

Try to deny it as much as you want
But in time our feelings will show

'Cause sooner or later
We'll wonder why we gave up
The truth is everyone knows

Almost, almost is never enough (is never enough, babe)
We were so close to being in love (so close)
If I would have known that you wanted me the way I wanted you, babe
Then maybe we wouldn't be two worlds apart
But right here in each others arms

Here we almost, we almost knew what love was
But almost is never enough

Relation-SHITS.

Hi peeps, I know its been a while since I last blog. its been a very hectic semester indeed. and plus all those crazy, bullshit, unnecessary dramas and stress that I put myself into lately. But now that I got it out of my system (at least I think I had), Hopefully I will be able to put my whole 'divine' attention and dedication into studying and also my beloved Law Society. Well, as boring as it may sound, I have too. Part and parcel of a being a student I guess. yawnnn. So many things had happened in the past few days. I don't even know where to begin.  

You know that moment when you are too afraid to be happy because whenever you get too happy, gravity just knocks you back down and pull you straight into the core of the earth and then you realised, hey, everything is just not going to be okay anymore. One moment you feel like you almost reach heaven, and then God decides to slam his mysterious plans at you, and BOOM, down you go again, to being dreadful and full of misery and pathetic. I can't remember the last time I was being happy. They say happiness of to be created, not seek. really? 

But then again, who am I to point fingers. I blame myself entirely, because I am an idiot, who does not learnt from my past and who trusts easily and falls for words instead of actions. I realised that anger makes people speak the truth, I guess I had to do what I did that night to get the truth out from his own mouth, and true enough, instantly I had it. The hard, cold truth. Don't you know, its all about the game plan baby. Two can play the game. As evil-sadistic-spawned-bitch-from-hell as I may sound, I had to do what I had to do. I admit that it was not easy hearing those hurtful words (I cried my heart out, mind you), but then again, I have no one to blame but myself.

Anyhow, I am glad that it is now over. You see, I hate all these mushy, emotional, lovey-dopey sickening romance or whatever you call it. It makes me sick. Emotions makes you weak! Why would anyone want to be involved in something that makes you weak and when it comes, it affects you, it screws you up and tumbles your world apart and makes you stupid and clingy and attached. So yeah, I don't mind growing old with nine cats. 

In  River Piedra I Sat Down and Wep by Paulo Coelho (my all time favourite author), he wrote, 

“I've been in love before, it's like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day you want more. You're not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things.You think about the person you love for two minutes then forget them for three hours. But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he's not there, you feel like an addict who can't get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you're willing to do anything for love." 

Now, why would anyone wants to put themselves in that position? Is it not tiring and stupid and burdensome and STUPID? 

Some of you might criticised me for saying this, but hey, every woman to her own thoughts ya. So please save the comments and criticism to yourself. Thanks! 

My books are calling me now. Got to go read them all. LOL. Till then, adios and see you soon.

Cheers! 

“We don't always choose the best solution but we carry on regardless, trying to remain upright and decent in order to do honor not to the walls or the doors or the windows but to the empty space inside, the space where we worship and venerate what is dearest and most important to us.”