Global Peace Festival

So this happened on Sunday (19 Oct 2008), but because I was too lazy, actually still am, so the post is two days late.

Anyways... on Sunday, I went to the Global Peace Festival at Bukit Jalil with a few uni friends. To be honest, I went because I thought I would be bored with nothing to do on a Sunday. And since it was FOC, and well, there were some local acts there, I thought I go and join in the fun. Turned out it was worth it, thank God for that.

First of all, ah... the small blessing, the event was held in the Bukit Jalil indoor stadium, LUCKILY, because I cannot imagine how to pass the 6 hours if it was outdoor. Mind you, the main event started at 3.30pm but for some reasons we had to be there by 12.30pm.

But anyways, since we were there early, initially there was some confusions after we left the bus, which by the way, had holes on the floor. We were sent to the outdoor stadium, and the guards pointed us towards the indoor one, so we boarded the bus and left for the indoor one without much hassle. When we reached there, we were sorta being ushered here and there, and well, I don't really know about the others, but I was definitely feeling like a lost lamb searching desperately for the lost flock.

Inside the stadium, again, we were being ushered here and there, like lost lambs. Ironically, the tickets said free seatings, but when we wanted to sit down at a certain place, the ushers sorta told us that we were supposed to sit somewhere else. And again, after some hassle, Sal, Lynda and I managed to sit in the center of the row, and we sorta got separated with the other UTAR crowd a bit. Most of them were sitting on the left side, and the three of us were the "sesated" ones that sat in the middle.

Anyways, as we were waiting for something to start, bored outta my mind, the guys behind us decided to ask us which uni are we from. Thus started the whole conversation, and before we knew it, the three of us were laughing our heads off because the group was just so damn funny. They were UM students, and had boundless energy, especially two of the guys. Honestly, under normal circumstances, I might get a little annoyed at their loudness, but then again boredom is never normal for me. But I am glad that they made the event all the more fun for us.

Before the main event started, there were a few dance performances going on. Not to forget that we had Chinese orchestra for the opening act, which was performed by the students from our uni, but sad to say, even if they were good, the UM students proved to be more entertaining than their soothing music. And I thought the dances were nicer to watch than the singing, which was the main event, at the end.

Of course, before the whole "main" event started, there was lotsa speech going on that put us to sleep. But I thought the singing really wasn't that awesome because the background music was louder than the singer's voice. I honestly couldn't hear any of the singers' singing, and that was kinda sad because there were some famous local singers performing, such as Ning Baizura, Ella, and Jaclyn Victor. And after enduring the long, boring speech, the performances just sorta... well, for the lack of words, "potong steam" since that was what I got after sitting through those speeches. I know, I know, speeches are important, but can't they just keep to the KISS rule?

So, I guess, at the end of it, I will say it was a good way to spend my Sunday.

Moment of vain-ness

Okay, I don't usually do this, because though everyone is vain by nature (or at least that's what I think), not everyone chooses to show it to other people about his/her vain-ness. But I couldn't resist! I love my new hairstyle and my new specs so much that I have been bugging people about my hair and my specs.

Anyways, I got the hairstyle that I wanted, and bought a new pair of specs using the pocketmoney that my mum gave me. This is by far the largest pair of specs I have ever gotten before, I mean the size of the frame, and I absolutely adore it. Even if it looks a bit big for my face, but still... I thought it looks amazing with my new hairstyle. Personally, and this is my very rare vain self being awaken from long slumber talking, I thought I look like a cute nerd with this hair and specs. And some people might wonder why I would want to look nerdy, but I thought this actually look quite cute. Besides, I am nerdy in a way anyways.

So needless to say, I have been bugging a lot of people about my hair, asking them if it looks cute, and most of them said yes, probably because since I so muka tembok asked them if I look cute, it's not very polite to say "no". I mean, people probably wouldn't want to crush my fragile heart, right? Haha!

Well, some did said I will look better without the specs, or like two totally different people, but I like the fact that my hairstyle is so contradictory with my specs. And I admit, there are reasons such as laziness, paranoia about eye infection, and my financial well-being if I keep using contacts, that discourage me from using contact lenses frequently. But I'm okay with the nerdy look. I actually like it better than the "cool" look.

Okay... I think my hyperness is wearing off, and the vain-ness will probably disappear along with it. Well, my hairstyle is not going to stay new forever anyways, so end of this post now. Lol. I hope this sort of vain-ness won't appear frequently.

And sorry if my vain-ness icks anyone out. :)

The tiniest feeling of failure

I feel a lil like a failure cause I totally forgot what I learned when I was learning how to drive. I mean, yeah, I can still drive, that's what I have been doing ever since I get back to BP anyways. Playing driver. Boredom.

But anyways, back to the story. I was out just now sending my bro to his tuition. On my way back, there was this slope with traffic light, and I happened to stop there to wait for the light to turn green. And being the lazy person that I am, I put my car on P and pulled the handbrake, figuring I could use the skill I had been taught when I was learning how to drive on a slope.

And turned out that I forgot that I am supposed to change the gear to D first before I let go of the handbrake. Needless to say, I can't change the gear to D cause the brake have to be stepped if I want to change the gear, some safety precaution of the car, which I am grateful for.

So, the car can't move, and if the drivers behind me could yell at me, I am sure my ears will be deaf by now. I panicked a lil, but thankfully everything was okay after I released the gear . Though I am a lil disappointed in myself that I forgot such an important skill. Sadness....

The population of smokers

You know what annoys me the most? It's that I always, ALWAYS end up sitting near smokers who will happily burn away their seven minutes of life while letting the people around them, no matter if those people are people they care about or just strangers, get exposed to secondhand smoke, which is actually more deadly than the fumes they (the smokers) inhale while smoking.

Like duh! As if they don't have the brain to know that people who are exposed to secondhand smoke are more proned to lung cancer than the smokers themselves.

I don't know if it's just my bad karma, or Malaysia is just overpopulated with smokers, but I am SERIOUS! Everytime I go out for "yam cha" or dinner or lunch, unless I go to those non-smoking zone, I WILL END UP SITTING NEAR A SMOKER WHO WILL HAPPILY KILL MY LUNGS FOR ME! Thank you very much, but I happen to like my lungs clean and cancer-free.

Anyways, other than the fact that my lungs are slowly but surely being poisoned by those secondhand smoke, I will stink. Stink of the smoke smell from head to toe. It is a blessing that my hair is now short so I can't really smell the smoke smell in my hair, though my fringe is long enough to fall all over my face, thus I do get the occasional bad smoke smell when I leave the smokers-dominated zone. And my clothes. Gosh... I like to imagine after the smoke seeps into my clothes, when I wash them, the water will actually turn gray and kill whatever alive being when the polluted water reaches the poor creatures who live in the sewer.

I know... overactive imagination. So sue me.

Seriously, is there any harm in wanting to keep my lungs free from cancer and stay clean-smelling at the same time? Don't those people realise that they are just burning their money and life away by smoking? And don't they realise that they are just being plain selfish and stupid for causing lung cancer for other people, not to mention polluting the air?

I really don't get smokers, eventhough I know nicotine can get them addicted. Especially those who have young children with them and they will just continue puffing and puffing like nobody's business with the children around them.

The baby who dislikes milk

My baby niece is back in town!

Well, I went to see her yesterday, and also to have dinner at my cousin's house. She's getting cuter and cuter everytime I see her, not to mention her crying is getting louder and louder each time she opens her mouth to wail her lungs out.

But still, she's cute. And the fact that she doesn't like to drink milk but loves to eat anything else, like bread, porridge, junkfood and ice-cream, just add some of the lil extra cute factors to her. And she's only seven months old, so she is not supposed to be eating all those junkfood that her father feeds her sometimes.

Personally, I am amused everytime she starts wailing her lungs out. No tears come, but the sound of her crying... fuyoh! And like my dad favourite phrase "Masalah, this baby!" Except that he pronounces it as "mah-sa-ah-lah". Strange thing is, my niece actually adores my dad. She refuses to leave her mother's arms most of the time, you know how some babies will gladly let you carry them the moment you hold your arms out for them, but my niece isn't one of those babies.

It can be tiring sometimes to try to coax her outta my cousin's arms.

But anyways, she's very light, well, compared to my baby cousins Jay and Phil -.-''' So when you hold her in your arms it kinda feels as though there isn't really anything there. And she's long. I mean, she has long limbs. Compared to Jay, who looks kinda rounded and short, she is so long and lanky. It will be a major surprise if she doesn't grow up to be a tall girl.

Anyways, my only complaint is the difficulty of trying to get her to willingly come to you. But other than that, she's a bundle of kawaii-ness, and seeing her, even if she's crying her head off her tiny little shoulders, provide me enough entertainment for the day.