Day-of-the-week effect

what is this you asked?

Been given an assignment lately, the question is amazingly short, but not unexpected. the question is "discuss the day-of-the-week effect", and guess what, I have to write 1000 word with it.

sounds easy, just get your butt into the computer lab, go to yahoo, search for a few informations and *kaboom*, you're done, its just 1000 word afterall? No. No. day-of-the-week is a theory developed by some guy call Cross a few decades ago, and this has been one of the most controversial topics in the world of finance, and there is loads and loads of arguements regarding it. too much in fact.

do you know what's the worst part? apparently, my finance lecturer, a Dr., has wrote a few reports on this theory. and I have to impress him with mine.

shit.

Help

Just couldn't think anymore!! My brain is suffering from 99% brain damage!

help...

Cold night

its a cold night, probably one of the coldest since I've been here.

have you ever been through some tought times where you feel like telling someone something, but you couldn't? no particular reason. and its not like you are trying to tell someone that you are gay(I'm not, just an example...) or that you just killed his or her favorite pet. you just couldn't. the words are somehow stucked somewhere down your throat, can't swollow it, coz its half way out, can't throw it out, coz its still half way down.

''how was your day?''...

the night is really cold. wear an extra jacket. would you?

Ain't it?

What made my day?

2 cups of flat white, 2 cups of cappuccino sitting on a wooden table. Candle light in the middle, and a live jazz band.

its that simple.

this is one of those days where you walk on the quiet road at night and say to the person beside you :''beautiful day, ain't it?"

This thing call life

Another exciting saturday.

I was suppose to wake up early in the morning and should be swimming in the warmed pool like a blue whale. Unfortunately, this blue whale is a lazy one. I slept til 11, and still did not felt like getting up. People walking around me, listening to musics, jumping around, having brunch, kick starting with their productive day (hint: I am currently sleeping in the lounge), and me, in the midst of all those activities, were still tucked under my duvet, my hands occasionally extending out of my duvet just to reach my annoying phone to off the alarm, set to snore. This is not a case about will and determination. Its just sometimes hard, its not that you don't have a strong detemination, but, your body just kinda do all the talking, and not you. yeah, yeah, I know, I'm just giving excuse to my own laziness. But I am proud of it, at least I don't act macho, when I know I am really tired and I wouldnt have enjoy my time in the pool, all exhausted. More Excuses.

But eventually, the blue whale gets up, and decided to skip swimming, and go straight to rock climbing with Carmen. Of course, not without having some food in my stomach first. Did try to pull AK up from getting her butt stucked to the sofa, and go join me for some rock climbing. or come on... at least a walk? That lazy bump. Which kinda projects to a result of me going to rock climbing with Carmen only, and her butt still stuckedon the sofa. or somewhere around the house.

Rock climbing was awesome, today was my first time, and I was hardout. well, at first. a piece of advise for people who are going for rock climbing in the future, don't relly too much on your hand, use both legs and hands, or you'll end up like me. Hands shaking til now, after 12 hours. but it was seriously fun. Definately something worth doing when you feel like procrastinating. lol.

Went working right after rock climbing with Carmen and Belinda. Was really afraid that I might break something while working for my hands were out of control. turns out alright though. But the night was busy. I just don't know what were those customers thinking, its a windy night, raining, cold. it wasnt a perfect day to come out for an italian meal. its like a busiest day ever. ever.

After working for 6 and a half hour, I walked home. Took me 35 minutes to walk up hill and down hill before I reached glenmore. I was suppose to be happy. well, at least I dont have nothing to be sad about. Instead, I was all numb. Not suprisingly. I actually quite often see myself like this. Thinking about something which no one ever practically gives a shit about. But one minute, I was walking back home, alone, on the long and winding road, the next minute, I was dancing in my flat with Johnny, over my favorite ABBA song, called Dancing Queen, and another minute, me and Dan silent-pirated Johnny. *time out: what is silent pirate? its just this game me and my flatmates play, where the one getting silent pirated will have to be sleeping at the moment, and the other two guys will have to run up to him, jumping on this bed with full pace, screaming 'silent pirate'(real loud) at the same time, and then try to grab his nipples or just tickle him. * thats some game huh? wink wink* lol. Dynamic is it. This thing call life?

yeah, it is. I guess, thats the point of keeping the story goes.

Today

*went to school at 12 noon, finished 2 hours of boring finance lecture, listened to a couple of chinese presenting their idea in some random topics related to finance, with bad accent. Bad bad accent.

*happy to have survived the class, waited YS, SY, and HH at Rutherford house, hoping that they might be able to give me a sense of direction of what to do. The usual. Home.

*not willing to give up the day just like that, went to Wellington city library, got a few cds, which I'm pretty happy about, got Tchaichovsky, 2 Rachmaninov, and a famous chinese erhu concerto, called The Butterfly Lovers (Liang2 Zhu4 in chinese). haha, Ripping them off!

*it was raining while I was walking home, but the little drops of tears from heaven didn't bother me, coz I was holding AK's cd walkman, listening to Tchaikovsky's piano concerto no. 1. Beautiful.

Chin up

I was walking home the other night after 7 long hours working in the kitchen of Lacasa Pasta. Had my Sony neckphone on, listened to the musics in my mp3 player. At a point I started to realized that I had been walking with my eyes constantly looking at my shadow on the floor, as I look up, the road which I had walked for almost a week now, suddenly seemed so different. It seemed like I am in some place...new.

So, my friends... stand straight, chin up, and the world will look different.

Back to New Zealand

The wing which brought me back.

And the flatting adventure goes on, moved into my new flat and will be expected to stay here for the next 7 or 8 months until next summer. Its on Glenmore street, which is like the furthest place to city centre in wellington (just exaggerating... obviously). But seriously, its far away, have to walk at least a good 30 minutes to get to town, but so far, I have enjoyed the walk. Its good to still have time after classes or after loads and loads of assignments, to clear your mind, and think of something else, during the long walk.

Johnny, Dan, Anna, Esther, Green... Looking forward to what will happen in this flat aye... haha..

Back to school... been having some hard time (not as hard as I thought it would be though) catching up with my classes, since I did not come back until the end of the second week of school. still, its good to be back, its good, its good... its goooooooooood... (if you saw Bruce Almighty before, then you'll know).

Its a sunday noon, the sun is shining, leaves gently dancing on the edge of the tree branches along the slow breeze, and I am in the lounge, listening to Coldplay. Its gonna be a beautiful day, don't wanna stay home wasting it. So til then, peace out!

Daniel

I was with him until his last breath.

It was a sunday morning, I had a stomach ache the night before and did not have much sleep. The clock was showing 07.00 when I couldn't stand the pain and decided to leave the bed for a cup of warm water. Just as I was standing up, I heard the door bell ringing, it sounded desparate. the first thing that came into my mind was, "who could it be? couldn't be my family as they were all on the flight coming back to Malaysia, couldn't be my friends, they dont come knocking on my door that early in the morning...". Curious, I went down the stairs, half bending to ease the pain in my stomach and look through the window just beside the wooden door. What I saw, will forever be imprinted in my head.

That scene reminded me of the death of my first dog, Blacky. It was roughly 10 years ago when Blacky left us, and now, Daniel, lying on the exact same spot as Blackly once did. Deja vu.

Turns out that the one pressing my door bell was my neighbour's maid, trying to wake me up when she saw my dog. I didn't went out to him once I saw him lying there. I was too afraid, not because of death, but because I couldn't bare to see Daniel who was with us for more than 11 years, like that. He was suffering... ... so did I.

His breath was slow and heavy when I finally walk up to him, and I regret now that I did not do that earlier. I stroked him under his neck, Daniel's favorite spot, and called his name repeatedly. I hesitated on bringing Daniel to the vet, but eventually decided to give it a shot.

He died under my arms at 12.17pm, 3th of july.

**********In memory of Daniel, my beloved dog**********

Touch Down

A txt in Auckland.

"Its a smooth touch dwn on auck, a sunny day, chillin breeze, clear blue sky, cloudless. still easy 2 spot d moon hanging in mid air, though its alrdy late morning. ppl towering over me, its overwhelming to c such fast pace scene after hiding for 6 mths in d suburb if welly. thought of a song suddenly, it goes "im leavin, on a jetplane, dun knw when i'll b bak again..."" 9.35 am, Jun 26th, 2005.

June, 25 2005

Missing a once in a life time ocassion. Sucks.

My whole family except me, is currently in Macomb, somewhere south of Chicago, almost half a globe away from New Zealand, from me. Its my beloved elder sister's wedding. And I am here, in the middle of the windy autumn, missing all the excitements over there. Thats not just it. Missed the trip up north to Rotorua with my gang, just sent them off to the road. Its silly. We all know that we will see each other in a mere two weeks time, its just that we have been through so much, in fact, too much together, that we will still miss each other although its just two weeks.

Disappointed.

In in the midst of all these disppointment, there is still a sense of excitement. I am only roughly 22 hours away from boarding my Air New Zealand flight back to Malaysia. F**k the lousy services, F**k the turbulence, F**k the terrorists, F**k the jet lag, I am going Home. Will be waiting there for my family to come back, and then, the big dinner. Must be hot in Malaysia aye?

Looking out the window, its quiet on The Terrace. My last night staying here, on this road, again, life goesss on...

Until Now...

... everything is going on just fine.

Finished my hell-like-exams, found a new flat, which I am really excited about moving in to, having thought that I will be flating with a bunch of 'fine fine' people, it is almost expected that something absurd is going to happened, something funny, something I look forward to very much. Finally, a whole new chapter in my New Zealand flating life, as I discussed with AK(talking about AK, haven't heard from her lately aye..) that I shouldn't put too much expectation on it, but I am sure, it will still be way better than my previous flating experience. way better.

Spent a couple of days in New Plymouth right after the exams. Dan texted me the day I finished my exams, and invited me to this road trip up north, I accepted the exclusive invitation without any hesitation. The next thing I know, I was in Greg's Audi the next morning, starting off to a six hour drive journey towards our destination. It wasn't some luxurious trip, neither was an experience-full trip, it was just a couple of day away, simple, relax kinda trip. It was awesome. We even stole Green's Korean flag and took some really 'inspiring' pictures. yeah, when I say inspiring, you know it isn't really something inspiring, rather something, amusingly ridiculous.

YY came up from Dunedin and gave me a four days 3 nights visit in Welly, was (and still is) really happy she came. Again, did not do anything fancy, just showed her around town, uni, took heaps and heaps of pictures with her Canon IXUS, and talked a lot bout stuffs, and stuffs n stuffs. Yeah, didn't want her to leave, but ah well, life goes on, lifeee goesss onnn...

And, by the end of this week, I will be flying back to Malaysia, enjoy my two weeks time away from New Zealand, leaving the cool autumn breeze, back to the warm hell hole. one word. Excited.

til then, peace out!

Poor Spidy

A pretty absurd picture huh? from the left: Dan, Korean flag, Spidy Dolly, and Me.

Yen Yi and Me

YY's visit to Wellington. Brought her to the water front at night, behind us was the ocean. it was quiet that night, unusually not windy.

Closing to an end

For three plus weeks I had been living the life of a nerd, studying at least five to six hours a day in the library, going through the same thing over and over again. Am I done with my studies, since I had been flippin the notebook back and forth for a few times already?

Hell NO.

Yeah, you guessed it, its finance, finance again. Of the pass three weeks of exams period, my exams have to be on the last two days. Its kind of unsettling when you come to think that your friends finished their test before you even started yours.

In three more days, everything will come to an end, the grand finale for this semester. I can already imagine myself on the plane, burden-free, flying back to Malaysia, as the background music plays Bubble, 'Come fly with me, lets fly lets fly away...' hmmmm... relaxing...

til then, what ever religion you are, pray to your Gods for me, ok?

Quartet

Us: Me(Stupidest smile ever), Sin Yee(in purple, looks like a mom), Shaun(Finger on his mouth, wtf!!), Grace(Big face girl...), and Oreo Cheese Cake(in he middle, with such adorable loves on it.).

Oreo Cheese

Damn I am good in baking...

I know, I know, had been posting more pictures than my own words, my wisdom. But these, these are the things that I really like to share with you guys. My second cheese cake in New Zealand, it was a success! Made it will a bunch of well-skilled people, Shaun(Oreo Smasher), Sin Yee(Egg Contributor), Grace(Co-ordinator), and of course me(Mixer).

Highlights: The love shape made with Oreo, Sin Yee's idea.

Lemon in Flavor

Hard out in baking cheese cake lately. This is the first cheese cake I baked in New Zealand, its lemon in flavor. Turned out to be to thin, but it was a Yum!! If you guys are fortunate, you guys will have a chance to taste it! Next mission, Cinnamon Rolls... arrrggg...

Uni Life

After spending too much time in the libary, people get bored, and this is what Uni students do. (hint: Look at the Ipod on the table, it will belongs to me sooner or later!! hahaha!!)

Empty

My Mind. or was it too full.

Was talking in MSN with Anna yesterday night, we both noticed that we haven't been contributing a lot to our blog lately, and here I am, Anna, trying to share something which I don't really know where to begin.

Lets just begin with my mood lately, down? happy? hm, don't really know, lets just start again. Been really busy? no, have heaps of spare time hiding myself in my bed, or got my eyes stucked on the television, while instead, I should be in the library for longer hour than I was a few days before. Ok, I know, I am talking craps, lets begin again... ... ... arg, I give up.

Things had been really complicated lately, chaotic incidences happening one after another. Just like what I told Anna, was it my mind was really empty, not having anything to write about? or maybe it was that my mind was too full, too much crap stucked in my head, and I do not know where to begin.What was it that was so chaotic? Hm, when I come to think of it, I think its me, myself. Been spending too much time by myself. Me, me, me and my imagination.

"Hm, don't get what I mean? don't worry, you, and a lot of people, don't really understand it..."