Guitars

A picture of me trying out a Gibson guitar, this is like the coolest picture of me ever. My friend, Nic took this picture while I was concentrating (yeah, seriously, I wasn't posing...). Thanks to him, I get to feel good for a sec. haha...

Rainbow

Stunning...

I was lying comfortably on my red sofa, watching the very funny "Simpsons" went suddenly my flatmate went out to the balcony and scream to me, ''RAINBOW!".

''RainbowSs'', I should say. There were TWO of them.

This is by far the biggest, closest, most gorgeous rainbow I had ever seen. Me and my flatmate was squeezing in the balcony, screaming, laughing and taking pictures. Oh yeah, we were insane. But trust me, you'll do the exact things me and my flatmate did if you were here in our shoes.

"You'll still see rainbow even during storm'', Amen...

Superman Vs. Spiderman

What a coincidence?

Was just talking about the awesome Spiderman and the lousy Superman, (if you just join us, please read the previous post). haha...

I just finished my horrible Finance lecture and was walking towards the bus station when I saw the new issue of 'Salient' uni Magazine lying on the free-magazine rack. I've always like to read it. It's a weekly magazine published by a bunch of uni students, who seriously don't have nothing to do and think about, except sitting in the publishing room with bad ventilation system and write about craps. But get one thing straight, its the crap that I liked.

Picked a copy up, feeling excited.

As I flipped through the magazine, this particular page caught my attention. Its about spidy versus tong boy, its like a 'left' and 'right' debate thing, arguing which of these super heroes are cooler, pretty stupid huh? (get the idea what crap is in this mag.? and they dare to known themselves as Salient?) ANYWAY, I read through the whole thing, and I am obviously NOT going to tell you guys the details, its a 3000 words (at least) debate. But, it was pretty interesting though to see how grown ups can still argue like a child over their favorite super hero (but, I'm reading it, that makes me what?) haha...

Who is the coolest then?

tong boy, go home. Spidy, you rooooooooooock.

To Brandon...

I got myself connected to the net that 13th of April morning, again, the usual routines, check my mailboxES, reply them... I saw an email from Friendster, I clicked on my 'Favorites' and click on 'Friendster.com'. Anxiously, I was wondering what this testimonial will be about?

''Well, well, well Somebodys turning 21 in New Zealand, which I believe is one of his passions in life to be out there, in some foreign place, learning and experiencing as much as he can. Well, since I can't buy u dinner on your Bday,I guess I'll write u a testimonial instead. For starters, after knowing this guy for 18 years, since I was only 3, this guy is definitely a fun and outgoing person, not to mention nice to hang out with too. He's also someone that treasures experiences and appreciates the small and often finer things in life and thus makes him an interesting and truly inspiring friend. To keep this short and sweet, I believethat u will be able to accomplish anything as long as u put ur heart and soul into it, and may you be ever ready to greet further challenges in life, as there'll definitely be great things instore for u. As they say, the ABCs of success: Ability, Breaks & Courage. All there is to it...'', by Brandon Chua .

Lets talk a little bit about this guy, Brandon. He is one of those whom I had known for my whole life, he is, no doubt, one of my best friend, no wait... in fact, my Brother. We started playing together since we were 3 in kindergartern, he use to known himself as Superman, and me, the unbeatable Spiderman. *LOL* Those were seriously some great time. We maintain our close relationship till secondary school, we studied in different school, and we lost contact.

It wasn't til a few years ago I regained contact with him, and we started hanging out again, often. We shared everything, when I say everything, I really mean EVERYTHING (you know what they are, Brandon... wink* wink*) haha, sounds dodgy huh? Anyway, he really shares stuff, he taught me a lot of things (Tony Buzan!!! for one...), and for that, I'd really like to thank him. (There is one more thing I'd like to point out, his head is Huge, Darn!! sorry Bran...haha).

My birthday? A quiet relaxing one, but I don't need a huge-grand-splendid celebration, its these kind of small stuffs, like a genuine testimonial that matters most to me.

Hazzy Morning

I let myself down again.

When I woke up, its already 11 o'clock, 'Crap!' was the first word that came out from my mouth. I promised myself that I will wake up earlier the night before, but when my alarm turned on at 9 o'clock, it was like the hailing of hell, Death was right in front of my door step, about to claim away my 'precious'----> SLEEP! the terrible-horrible-petrifying sound was unbearable. No matter how unwilling I am, I used a massive amount of energy to lift my eyelid open, and use my hand to grab the very heavy Nokia phone that seemed to be distance away, but in fact, it was just merely 20 cetimetres away, somehow my disipline was either still sleeping, or gone for a vacation, maybe to Samoa Island (somewhere I really wanna go)... so I though, 'arg... what the heck, just another half an hour won't do no harm...?'

The next time I woke up, my disipline found its way back, and I was waffling all to myself, saying how irresponsible I was towards my own promise to myself, how I let my self down again...

The house was empty. I felt kinda moody.

Whats the 'main idea' (2 words that I often came across lately, due to some course...and some essay) of this blog? none, just felt like writing something in this hazzy morning, this Day...

Har~ har~ waste your 2 minutes to read it! 'crap...'

Farewell and Goonight

''goodnight,

to every little hour that you

sleep tite,

may it hold you through the winter of a

long night

and keep you from the loneliness,

of yourself

heart strung,

is your heart frayed and empty cause it's

hard luck,

when no one understands your love it's

unsung, and i say

goodnight, my love,

to every hour in every day

goodnight, always,

to all that's pure,

thats in your heart

goodnight,

may your dreams be so happy and your

head lite,

with the wishes of a sandman and a

night light

be careful not to let the bedbugs

sleep tight,

nestled in your covers

the sun shines but i don't

a silver rain will wash away

and you can tell, it's just as well

goodnight, my love,

to every hour in every day

goodnight, always

to all that's pure that's in your heart''

Distance...

Distance. What is the defination of far? How far will it have to be?

Try 8000 Km.

What will be hard to go on when there is distance? the big word, with four letters, LOVE.

Had been talking about 'distance love' with my friends 2 weeks ago, but I did not put it in my mind since then, I kinda forgot about the chat after that day, but today as I was walking back from my Uni (after over 6 hours in the library, struggling to get my lousy essay done), the wind was chilling cold, this chat suddenly strucked my head... and since I was all bored of walking all alone, I started to think about the hardship 2 will go through in a distance-relationship...

haha, oh... I got one... got into a fight, wanna sort things out, but the phone lags 2 seconds, how inconvenient is that?

You can't imagie how your creativity will lead you to a facinating tour around your stupidity... haha... well, at least mind did, thought of some really stupid things, but then, these stupid thoughts shorten the distance to home... haha..

8th floor of the LIBRARY

Just felt bored in the Uni library... miss my pictures?

Traffic Lights

I can make the best coffe ever!

Drank 2 cups of coffee at my friends place, both of us were talking since 9.30 pm. When I finished up my 2nd coffee, its already 4 hours later... I washed up the coffee cups, and took off from my friends place.

My friends flat was just a few hundred metres away from where I stay. On the way walking back to my place, guess what I saw? Nothing special...

A traffic light junction.

Ever wonder when there is no traffic on the road, what will the traffic lights do? do they shut down and take a rest? Of course, they DO NOT.Then what right do I have to say that I am tired of studying, I get at least 8 hours of sleep everyday, I can have myself a break after every hour of studying... what right do I have?

The innocent traffic lights, left to wait till the dawn...

Markowitz Theory

'Asset i, CAPM, infinite time period, alpha, rate of return, Markowits theory...'

These were the horrible-annoying stuffs I saw when I flipped through my finance notebook. I glanced at my watch, and it reads '5.35pm', I thought, 'Holly Smoully... I had been sitting here, in the 8th floor of the library for five and a half hours already? reading these craps...?'

Having this thought in my mind, I decided to give my self a break, I streched my body, yawned and looked through the window just beside of me, I felt a sudden quietness in my mind. The clouds were gloomy, from within the library, I couldn't felt the wind, I saw the city below me... motionless, and the sea beyond the city was so calm...

I picked up my pen, not wanting to write something, but wanting to put it back to my pencil case, packed my notes and books, wore my windbreaker and left the building, its like my body was out of control, they were moving themselve. I can't stop them? or did I even tried to stop them?

Whats Markowitz theory at the end of the day?

I'd say, 'F*** Markowitz...'

Dumarsel

What a Dumarsel I am!!

Had been taking up some swedish class with my friend, another swedish friend, who known herself as Dinki, for those who do not know, 'Dumarsel' is DUMB-ASS in english...

Just wanna share something good with you guys, haha...

you DUMARSEL...

Bye-bye America...

Oh I'm so gonna miss America...
(Vivaldi's famous WINTER in FOUR SEASON plays...)

Don't get me wrong, I haven't been to the states lately, it is just that, I will not be going to the states (which I originally had plan to go by the end of June this year) in the near future, well, actually the distance future...

25th of June is an ocassion to remember, it is my beloved elder sister's wedding, in a small town call Macomb, roughly 47 minutes away (by Air) from Chicago. My mom said that she will be willing to cover my airplane ticket from New Zealand to the states and back, is not that she refuse to pay now, its that I refuse to accept it...

Why did I throw away one of my few chances in a lifetime to go to the states?

The answer is 'the root of all evil'

Lets count:
- trip to Aucland's US embassy for an one hour interview (which is a must, can't do it in Wellington) - cost NZD 150 by train which will take me 12 hours to reach there! (But it would be fun, to look around NZ... haha...)

- US VISA - cost NZD 160 (can live with this...)

- Flight Taxes - cost about NZD 250 (Shit!)

- Airplane ticket - Flying with Qantas (return ticket) - cost roughly NZD 3000 (What the F***!)

That consequently adds up to an irritating amount of NZD 3560, if converted back to Malaysian Ringgit (exchange rate - RM 2.7 for NZD 1), RM 9612 (which irritates even more...). Both me and my mom agree that a one-week-trip to the states does not worth RM 10000, but it is I who made the decision to not go... a painful, but relieving decision...

Guess I'll have to wait for my time to come, for now, Bye-bye America...