Hello there,
I am no longer swimming in the pile of assignments. I am currently succumbing to a lot of uncertainties in the middle of watching tons of weekly Korean dramas and regretting those wasted times wishing I chose to read books instead of facing my laptop. But then watching complex Korean dramas is not a bad thing. My friend and I actually spend time whatsapp-ing to each other to discuss about the issues, characters, plot (and fangirling) of the dramas and movies. Yeah we do analyse them (especially when we're still having the so-called hangover effect after watching them). haha.
There are so many books left unread on my shelves and I stuck with Jodi Picoult's Leaving Time because I forgot to mark the last page that I've read (I was so confident that I'll remember it by heart, but then I stopped reading it for a month, so... ). But sure, with 40 days ++ left for my semester break, I'll catch up on my reading. Whenever I wake up in the morning, I would face my bookshelves (literally), so the reminder to read books is inevitable.
The most productive thing I've done so far might be ... editing poster. haha. I was offered to be a part of a graphic team of a society in USM called Kampus Sejahtera. They're all about going green and preserve the environment. I was in charge of multimedia thingy when I was in St. John and I guess, I still can't get over of it. Ohh did I tell you that I have 'graduated' from St. John? Two years sure fly fast! Right after I 'graduated' from St. John, the leader of the graphic team offered me to be a part of the team for the next semester. Then I just agreed because why not? Well, at least I can edit some posters during holiday!
FYI, my camera suffered 'lens error' for the past few months. I've sent it to the Nikon's centre. And it might takes months. MONTHS. I've skipped May, June and July videos (I posted monthly videos in my YouTube channel) due to the 'lens error' condition of my camera. Now I have to wait months to get my camera back. Ugh. But um, considering the fact that my blog is so outdated, I might just write some #throwback posts inspired by the photos that I took using my camera. My writing skill is rusty, so let's do this!
I really really have nothing much to do and it's driving me crazy. Trust me, I'm actually anticipating the day when I'll be back at USM. Students life is just so lively compared to staying at home. Can't believe I just said that, but I did.
Silence
I've always known that Allah is the best listener. But I tend to express my happiness and sadness to His creations. And I'm so disappointed with them because they don't understand me. I make an effort to respond to their words and expressions (even my friend said that she was thankful that I always respond to her even when the others don't haha) but they don't even bother to respond to me. When they talk, even if they are interrupted, I would ask them to resume their story. But in my case, my story ended after they interrupt me with pointing out those distractions. God I'm tired of not being heard. I'm tired of making an effort when others don't. I'm tired of being told to speak slowly when I raise the volume. I'm tired of being told to smile and be more friendly. When I didn't speak, you told everyone that I forgot to bring my mouth. When I was so excited to tell stories and raised the volume of my voice, you acted like you were embarrassed of me because others could hear my words.
Maybe it's my fault after all. I might overlook my mistakes towards them.
God, I've always known that you listen to me and understand me. You're the creator of my heart. You understand. There's no others.
Perhaps, silence is the best thing to do. Because in silence, I find solace. In silence, I confide to God.
Maybe it's my fault after all. I might overlook my mistakes towards them.
God, I've always known that you listen to me and understand me. You're the creator of my heart. You understand. There's no others.
Perhaps, silence is the best thing to do. Because in silence, I find solace. In silence, I confide to God.
The Real
I just sent my power point presentation part to my course mate. It only took me an hour and half to finish it but I had been procrastinating it for days. Silly me. Grow up. Well, it's a mid-semester break, what do you expect?
Every time I feel the urge to sigh or complaint as I'm completing my assignments, I would always remind myself that I'm loving what I'm doing. I keep saying to myself, "I've always wanted to learn linguistic" , "Learning animation aka flash SHOULD be interesting and I'm supposed to feel thrilled," and "Editing poster is my ultimate hobby,". Alhamdulillah. I should always remind myself to be grateful for this bliss.
This is random but these days, I can't help to binge-watching THE REAL clips in YouTube.
I recognize Jeannie as the lively, energetic host from How Do I Look? . I just admire her way of spreading positive vibes to the guests in the show. Then I saw Adrienne, a flash of The Cheetah Girls song occurred to me. Yes, that's simply because she was one the Cheetah Girls. She's a fierce, gorgeous Latina woman. Ugh she's so gorgeous I just can't describe it further. FYI, Tamera has a twin sister where both of them starred as Alex and Cam in Disney's Twitches.
What I love about this talk show is that they're so genuine, witty and so ... REAL. Upon watching the clips, they make me feel like I'm prying into a group of girls who are having a deep conversation aka girls talk during a sleepover party. They share secrets, give advices, shed some tears and laugh out loud (duh). They're not afraid to be open to each other (and not to mention, the audience). Well, I've watched several talk shows, but The Real is the most realistic and relatable. They're practically sisters!
Now
Hello there, it's been a while.
I'm approaching halfway of my semester, yeay! Mid-semester break is getting closer (next weekend, to be exact).
So far, I've suffered designer's block few times (where I could stare into the Adobe Photoshop software for hours without getting any posters done), managed to ace 3 presentations in 2 weeks, learned new things about flash, recorded a lot of videos, captured a lot of photos, splurged in Converse clearance sale, ate Sushi King's Bento almost every week, goes for evening walk (6-8 km) at least twice a week and watched several live acoustic shows and theaters.
There's something about the evening walk. I would normally start walking around 5.30 PM until 7 PM. I just walked and walked around USM, wandering aimlessly (nay, I set my target and direction mentally). There's something about walking on my own while listening to some music. I met random people. Then we said hello and talked randomly. But that's not the whole point. I'm actually training my self-confidence (walking alone and IDGAD what they think about me), endurance and sense of alertness. I used to train myself not to look people on the eyes and listen to the words uttered by strangers. I practiced 'ignorance' for years (for some reasons I can't tell you why). So, this might be the time that I can practise to acknowledge people around me (Sometime my friends are offended when they say 'Hi' but I don't respond because I don't notice them). And I love the serenity but I try not to let it goes my way.
Unfortunately, I got hit by a motorcycle once when I was crossing the road. Thanks God it was just a minor bruise on my leg. It happened because I did not see nor hear the motorcycle behind me (I plugged my earphones, listening to Kehlani of course). I've learned my lesson. I'll try to be more careful/alert next time.
Oh right, I know that March is about to come to an end, but here's a video to sum up my February.
I'm approaching halfway of my semester, yeay! Mid-semester break is getting closer (next weekend, to be exact).
So far, I've suffered designer's block few times (where I could stare into the Adobe Photoshop software for hours without getting any posters done), managed to ace 3 presentations in 2 weeks, learned new things about flash, recorded a lot of videos, captured a lot of photos, splurged in Converse clearance sale, ate Sushi King's Bento almost every week, goes for evening walk (6-8 km) at least twice a week and watched several live acoustic shows and theaters.
There's something about the evening walk. I would normally start walking around 5.30 PM until 7 PM. I just walked and walked around USM, wandering aimlessly (nay, I set my target and direction mentally). There's something about walking on my own while listening to some music. I met random people. Then we said hello and talked randomly. But that's not the whole point. I'm actually training my self-confidence (walking alone and IDGAD what they think about me), endurance and sense of alertness. I used to train myself not to look people on the eyes and listen to the words uttered by strangers. I practiced 'ignorance' for years (for some reasons I can't tell you why). So, this might be the time that I can practise to acknowledge people around me (Sometime my friends are offended when they say 'Hi' but I don't respond because I don't notice them). And I love the serenity but I try not to let it goes my way.
Unfortunately, I got hit by a motorcycle once when I was crossing the road. Thanks God it was just a minor bruise on my leg. It happened because I did not see nor hear the motorcycle behind me (I plugged my earphones, listening to Kehlani of course). I've learned my lesson. I'll try to be more careful/alert next time.
Oh right, I know that March is about to come to an end, but here's a video to sum up my February.
Blessing in a disguise?
I just got here (USM) after a morning flight. Something unexpected happened when I opened my door. I was not expecting a roommate because I knew she was in internship. So nope, not roommate. I expected the room to be empty.
My first instinct was insisting me to cut down the whole hanging thing. But then I thought about the flying insects that might ambush me for destroying their so-called home. What if they sting me while I sleep. What if? What if? I was so stressed. There are hundreds of other windows, but why they (whatever they are) chose to be here. Why me?
While I was walking to the cafe to buy my lunch, I was thinking about why God put me through this. Why me? Why me? Then this thought came across my mind. I'm sure I've read it somewhere and it sounds like this:
If you didn't complain and ask 'why me?' to God when it's you're the one who receives excellent grades, outstanding achievement and happiness, then do NOT feel disappointed and ask 'why me?' when you're feeling burdensome, sad and depressed while others don't.
Then I heard a bird sounds. Then I saw this cute, yellow, little bird came out of it. It turned out to be a bird's nest. I sighed of relief. Alhamdulillah.
When I opened the door, with my guitar, hanging on my shoulder, I saw 'THIS' right in front of my eyes. What the heck is that? I just wanted to rest. I was sweaty for crying out loud. Penang is real hot.
My first instinct was insisting me to cut down the whole hanging thing. But then I thought about the flying insects that might ambush me for destroying their so-called home. What if they sting me while I sleep. What if? What if? I was so stressed. There are hundreds of other windows, but why they (whatever they are) chose to be here. Why me?
While I was walking to the cafe to buy my lunch, I was thinking about why God put me through this. Why me? Why me? Then this thought came across my mind. I'm sure I've read it somewhere and it sounds like this:
If you didn't complain and ask 'why me?' to God when it's you're the one who receives excellent grades, outstanding achievement and happiness, then do NOT feel disappointed and ask 'why me?' when you're feeling burdensome, sad and depressed while others don't.
Then I heard a bird sounds. Then I saw this cute, yellow, little bird came out of it. It turned out to be a bird's nest. I sighed of relief. Alhamdulillah.
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