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Entries for July, 2008

July 8, 2008

[365] After a long while ..

And it has been an unexpected hiatus here. Close to a month, I see. There was not much to update when I am back home, all laid back. All I wanted was just some peace and quiet, not to mention, sufficient rest and adequate sleep - something rare when you're back to the place where you're supposed to work your arse off.

I can imagine loads of people sighing "Finally!" out loud. Yea, I'm finally updating.

Staying at home, without having a single worry thought in your mind is unusually relaxing. The fact that you knew that this is actually a very deserving break, when you could just chill at home, without a bother in the world - and yet, it has a very unsettling aura. I wonder why.

Probably it's a long break, and it didn't clash with the school break. Everyone seems busy but me. It makes me very uneasy. Generally, I move with people around me. I just can't stand myself being stagnant for no apparent reason. Like there was no sense of belonging - in terms of having something to do. Lol.

Rinchen is growing very quickly. She would probably breeze through her puppyhood in a blink of an eye. Or perhaps, half of a blink. I made her little mittens for her front paws (out of boredom, of course) some time at the end of May, or was it early June. But then I have had some difficulty trying to stuff her paws in it already. But I’m glad that I was at home for two full months to see and understand her behaviour and attitude, and also how she changed by the day.

For a puppy, she really has an attitude to begin with. She doesn’t like people bossing her around. She will get rather agitated and offensive all around. When you look at her and start scolding her, she’ll bark at you. She hates to be scolded. If this pup can’t tolerate verbal disciplinary actions, you can pretty much imagine what happens when you exercise discipline physically.

There was a time she jumped onto the 3-seater couch when the sister was sitting on it. She must have landed on the sister’s lap, or her nails must’ve scratched the sister’s thighs, so the sister promptly whacked her lightly. She looked back at the sister, and jumped out of the couch. If you thought that was the end of the havoc she’s causing, you’re so wrong.

Rinchen circled the 3-seater for about two, three rounds, fast paced. She was gaining momentum in her speed. Then out of the blue, she came through and to the sister, used one of her paws and whacked the sister’s hand – the exact same hand that the sister used to hit her. Instantaneously after hitting the sister, she sped off as quickly as she could.

Then she circled for another round or two, and did the same thing again. After she’s gotten her revenge, she laid down between the 2-seater and 3-seater to get some shut-eye. Funny dog that I have here, right?

But it’s been of great fun spending time babysitting this bitch. Albeit the poo isn’t exactly sweet-smelling and the frequency of stepping into puddles of yellow water (urine) is getting higher and higher by the day and subsequently making the frequency of mopping the floors higher, well, having a new dog at home really keeps everyone happy.

Dad may come home frustrated from work. But when he sees the dog at the door wagging her tail, welcoming him home, I can just tell that Dad’s day has just gotten better. Although Mum gets tired of checking the floors for urine every night before tutoring session starts, I can also tell that Mum enjoys the cheekiness the bitch brings around the house. And of course, Lingzilla doesn’t have to talk to walls at home already when all of us are away from home. Most importantly, there’s always a four-legged creature patiently waiting for me to come home now regardless of anything in the world.

Me and Rinchen bonded really well during the last two months. When I wake up every morning (most of the time) at around 10 a.m., I’ll let her out to accompany me to watch The MarthaStewart Show, once I sit down onto the couch, she’ll nice go underneath my legs (between the sofa and my feet) and resume her sleep from there. When I don’t have the mood for MS, I’ll just sleep on the couch, she’ll just sleep beside me. If I get up, she’ll pop her head up, wondering where I am heading to. I cannot be gone for long, she just waits for me to lie down on the sofa, only then she’ll fall right to sleep. Isn’t that sweet?

I like to put the oscillating stand-fan on-hold to face me directly when the weather gets hot – and I will be sitting on the 2-seater. Guess who (or what creature) jumps right onto the 2-seater when I was up standing trying to put the fan on-hold? I will turn my head, and there she is, the bitch, nicely sitting on my spot, with the wind blown out from the fan, nicely making her fur dancing in a synchronised symphony.

When I try to tell her that it’s my seat and she should be sitting on the floor, she’ll just bark at me, and there’s just be a big quarrel, and people can hear noises alternated between someone talking and a dog barking.

In the end, I would just push her to the further front, and I would try to slot in beside her. That’s when she hangs out her tongue sideways and looks at me in a very selamba face – the kind of face that you just want to land a slap onto.

But I still love her just the same. She’s growing up really quickly. Too soon, I believe. I used to be able to swoop her into my arms as if she’s a Miniature Pinscher. Now, she weighs more than a bag of rice and I couldn’t hold her for more than a minute.

Nevertheless, she has a little magic playing in her eyes, and she’s able to keep everyone happy in any kind of ways. She’s a sweet little angel sent down to stand in for Judy. And if this pup is Judy’s apprentice, well, all I can say is that, Rinchen is indeed a bundle of joy. I am glad, really am, for having this bitchy bitch at home.

No pictures of the dog yet. I am still choosing pictures and not to mention, having to resize them and uploading them to a host. So I need time. Wait for it, yea?

| mood | sleepy

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July 9, 2008

[366] Holding onto something intangible is ..

by chenyeng2706 | 03:13 PM

Just a thought, a very random one.

I feel that if love were to come into someone's life, it should bring happiness, not in an overwhelming manner, but just in gradual breeze. And as this breeze keeps on coming every minute of every day, that someone gets so negligent of its presence, oblivious to every bit of it - because it will be there, intangible, waiting to be taken.

Love is so patient, so beautiful, indescribable beyond words.

One fine day, love decides to give up for it is not being reciprocated. What would happen to the someone? Where is the magical breeze that is supposed to sweep the hair away from her face? Just because someone has taken love for granted, does that mean that she is undeserving?

If I were to take love as parents, ever nurturing, ever caring, ever giving, then should I say that love will not leave someone as what is being perceived by people with broken hearts?

Nobody is to claim that they are loveless. Nobody is to whine that they are unloved by anyone. Nobody is to say that they have not yet tried to love and be loved in return. Nobody is granted the right to say so.

Love is just being ignorantly abused to be said that it hurts, it kills, and it pains. They tend to forget that it is actually the person who is the one using it to abuse the other. So once love starts to "hurt", it is then high time to walk away. There is nothing left that is worth holding on to. Leaving the person is one thing, whereas keeping faith in love is another.

There will always be love, the only thing is just where to hang it to. As for me, I do have love. The place where love is ever radiating is home, where my family is at. Nobody in this world is able to give that much of love to me - nobody, without wanting anything in return.

Humans are a greedy species. To them, love should not be just from one side. It should be at every direction they are turning into. Big, fat, huge wrong. Before you start running to a corner and start crying, why not start thinking who is still there, waiting for you to fall back? If the first thought that runs through your mind is not your family, well, that is a very sad life you've got there.

Who is to repent? The one who gives up on love because they could not get enough of it? Or the person who looked for love at all the wrong places?

The last say - belongs to you.

| mood | thoughtful

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July 11, 2008

[367] Think happy thoughts, think hard!

by chenyeng2706 | 04:17 PM

Nobody knew about me shifting apartment blocks in my residential college, huh?

It is something customary, actually. Apparently, guys and girls will switch blocks for every two semester. We have heard all sorts of reasons to validate the annual shifting. The most feasible one was to balance the yin and the yang of all the blocks, they didn't want any energy to be of excess as it might bring in uninvited guests.

That sounds feasible to me, lol.

So I had to shift further inside the college. I used to be staying right at the shoulder of the main road - which is heavily frequented by students entering and exiting the college. It was in the heart of convenience. Block B is simply rocks my boat.

But I had to say goodbye to Apartment B2-05, Room C. It's been a fantastic year, love. Not to mention the exhilarating experiences that I had gone through in that apartment.

We were supposed to rush through the registration and try to acclaim a room from a certain period of time. However, when certain people chose to register on an earlier date, the management blatantly permits! So those bleeding snitches got the better blocks and better rooms.

I actually had to reason with those people at the registrar table for more than one hour and finally only manage to get a whole empty apartment, which is claimed to be none when I first made an inquiry. The apartment that I won over (no, I am not dramatic) was supposed to be a juniors' apartment. A group of 9 Indian girls. However, only one girl registered, and she got shifted to another room because it would be irrational to only accommodate one person in an apartment of 9 persons.

At first they said that the apartment were supposed to be for the new intake and it was off limits. I was keeping my temper at bay, and having a friend standing beside me who kept on saying "Saya tak mau tinggal dengan orang Melayu" in front of the registrar desk which was coincidentally filled with plenty of bumiputeras wasn't making the situation any better.

I had to speak in their language in their slang to make them more comfortable listening to me - the people at the desk. After much hassle, I finally got the apartment.

It has been almost a week since we moved into the new place. Everything has been good so far. There are three rooms, and 9 people in the apartment, which means three to a room. We even have our own toilets in every room! Good thing.

We have a 3-paneled window in the living room which overlooks to a lot of greeneries, and a pond/puddle (or whatever you call it) to boot.

Not bad of a view, huh?

By the way, there's something to celebrate. Which is of course something about me.

Yesterday, after class ended, somebody shoved a piece of paper to me. The first thing I saw was this ...

And so I flipped over, thinking I must have been given some disciplinary action for misconduct. Got cold sweat for nothing because ...

*jumps about with joy*

Speaking of which, I could have gotten into the Dean's list on my first semester. I really resented the lecturer who gave me a C+ for Effective Communication.

But it's okay. Now it's all about forgiveness. So, *yays* to me.

Oh, in case you don't understand what is going on, I made it into the Dean's list last semester, which requires a minimum GPA of 3.50. LAst semester really brought up my CPA. Now that is really something to celebrate about - having both of my CPA and GPA above the 3.50 bar.

| mood | happy

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July 12, 2008

[368] Spilled pastel over the skies

by chenyeng2706 | 04:17 PM

Guess what I saw when I was on my way out to dinner yesterday?

Definitely the first time discovering a rainbow in my college. I have seen raging lightning and heard booming thunder. But never a rainbow. Definitely an auspicious sign for a good beginning for this semester.

| mood | hungry

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July 13, 2008

[369] Misdeeds in My Best Years

by chenyeng2706 | 04:02 PM

Me and my housemates spent time talking about our childhood and high school experiences yesterday until the wee hours in the morning. It brought me back to my MGS years, making me reminisce of those years gone by.

I believe most of the teachers who had taught me in the previous years would most likely not have a good impression on me. It's like now, whenever Lingzilla were to mention my name to any teacher (who remembers me, la), and tells them that we are sisters, they would first say, "Oh, that Goh! Headache betul.."

I have done a myriad of naughty things, but never regretted any of it. My name pops up in the black book more often that seeing the PM's name in the newspaper. Lol. Exaggeration, yes.

But I really enjoyed those years. I really miss MGS. Not the building and the field and all. But the era MGS was in when I'm still there. The feeling which overwhelms me everyday, every morning, when I set foot in there as a student.

Now, the feeling is different. The sense of familiarity is different. Not to mention the welcoming feeling.

MGS, from 1993 to 2005, the best 12 years of my life.

(Not inclusive of the one year I spent in MGK - Methodist Girls' Kindergarten)

MGS in Lenses

(Weird. This entry coincides with the name of the song playing in my shuffled playlist now: 369 by Cupid featuring B.O.B)

| mood | thoughtful

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July 19, 2008

[370] Of celebratory moods and pissing people off

by chenyeng2706 | 04:26 PM

So yesterday was one of those big days in my varsity life. To some, it was just not that big a deal. To others, it meant something, but not exactly everything. I was part of the "others". It was also a small time event in which I hoped that I can share the joy of it with my friends and all those who cares or cared.

The Booklet

I don't really see the superficial mind of some people, who utterly hated the fact that we are receiving the award. They took it as an insult whenever we inevitably mentioned about the award - which they presumed the receivers to be belittling them.

Sorry for being insensitive, but I think I have earned the right to talk about it, whether in hushed voices or loud and gloating, I can talk about it with others.

Why can't people be settled with the fact that I have got it and you just don't?

Okay, that was a tad insensitive.

But I never talked about this out loud. I just wanted to let out surpressed frustration about people's superficial minds.

So we arrived at the big hall, with the hall divided into four sections. And then I saw my course's section and took my seat.

My course - BPB

The ceremony started with the usual jazz, the university's song, speeches from the Dean and student representative.

The big shots

Then comes the main course: awarding the certificates.

Part of the ceremony

And I was more than happy. Would have been much happier if those people who cares are actually present in the hall. But this ceremony is always kept within faculties, and never open to the public.

Me and Tina with our certificates

Me with those people who shares my ups and downs

At the end of the day, I felt that the ceremony was more towards giving recognition than actually being all formal. And of course, that certificate, if it didn't carry that much of pride and joy to me, I hope it does meant something when I bring it back home. I just want the people at home to know that I am trying all my best to accomplish what I can achieve. I want to give them a better life - this is the first step, and I know that I am on my way.

I just hoped that I don't get swayed by what those insignificant minions say or think. They just don't matter.

| music | Simple Love - Jay Chou
| mood | good

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July 21, 2008

[371] Picture this / Picture that

by chenyeng2706 | 01:31 PM

I feel that my laptop is comparatively better than all other laptops of my housemates because I can secure a connection from the wi-fi, much more frequent that the rest.

So, when I get a good connection, this would mean that I will update more about the ongoing events in my life at the mo. Coincidentally, my very uber busy Monday had just become a one two-hour lesson class. Just for today. Lol. Since I had resized and uploaded these pictures prior to today, so I get to blog at ease today.

And what I want to show today (it always feels like a show-and-tell day in here) is my new apartment! It's not like I have never had an entry about it. I had, just a week ago, I think. But this time, I am going to bring you on a virtual tour. *grins*

So, firstly, here's the floor plan. Not drawn on accuracy, just the rough estimation of the artist.

Floor Plan

It's colour-coded, in case of people who don't really have eyes trusted with words. So, every room have their own toilet-cum-shower. Door A is the main door of the apartment. Door E leads to the floor above my apartment, which is frequently shut. So, out of Door A is where we have our clothes hanger, and overlooks the opposite block.

Clothes Hanger at the Balcony

The Corridor towards the Staircase

So, when both Door A and Door E is opened, this is how it looks like ...

Door A & Door E

And now let's go into Door A.

Heading into Door A

Getting deeper into the Living Room Area ...

At the Living Room Area

And this is my table ...

My table

The living room has a lot of sunlight from Window A (refer Floor Plan), and so, this is how the living room looks like from Window A ...

From Window A

And the view out of Window A is really not bad at all ...

Out of Window A

Not bad, right?

So, refer back to the floor plan, my room is actually Room C. I'm registered to that room. Here's proof ...

My Room Keys

The area which is sorta enclosed by Door B, C, D and the Kitchen Area looks like this ...

Little Area

And presenting the Kitchen Area ...

The Kitchen Area

And here comes the best bit, my room!

My Room

I share the room with two other roommates. And the things which you can find at right side of the room - all that belongs to me. I have had enough sleeping on the double decker bed. I prefer the single bed way more.

And lastly, the bathroom in my room ...

Toilet in Room C

The shower head is at the right side of the toilet, which is not visible at this view. But scratch that, you don't need another picture just to see the shower head, okay? And those toiletries at the top of the toilet bowl's flush, well, my stuff are just the ones at the right side, about one third of the stuff there.

Random question: Why are all my stuff are more towards the right side?

Lol, I don't know. Coincidence.

That's it, a good long, pictorial entry.

| book | Sosiologi - Ting Chew Peh
| mood | bouncy

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