On Thursday, my Malaysian Lit lecturer, Mr. David, managed to invite Kee Thuan Chye to our class to give a talk about his play, We could **** you, Mr Birch. Personally, I love Kee Thuan Chye's work, and was absolutely thrilled that he was coming to give a talk.
I met him a few weeks back also, in another talk, unfortunately, the talk wasn't all that interesting because it was mostly about grammar and stuff, but Mr. Kee has a good sense of humour, and even if grammar is not all that interesting, at least it was not so boring because he made us laugh.
But the talk we had from him on Thurs, awesome. It was interesting to listen to his talk, because he was funny and at the same time he made us think. It was like going through Critical Reading class, or Mr. Anba's class again. And I enjoyed every minute of it, even if well, the beginning of the talk he asked some political qs that I didn't really follow.
And me, gushing about how I enjoyed his talk, and sadly, when I excitedly told people that I met Kee Thuan Chye, all I got was "Er, who?"
Sadness.... guess I will just have to share my enthusiasm with the EL mates instead.
Anyways, final exam is just round the corner. After this, no more classes with Mr. David and Mr. Rajan. Have I mentioned how adorable Mr. David is? Not to mention nice? I will miss his class, though if you look at the way I was being inactive in his class you probably would have thought I don't enjoy his class, which is not the case.
And Mr. Rajan's class, no more shouting, and high stress classes, but I guess I will miss his class too cause I really enjoy learning Japanese. Not to mention that no more cultural story.
Sigh....
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Introducing... the family pets
Okay, because I am bored, I decided to introduce my family's beloved pets to you people. First of all, we have Pepsi(left) and Cola(right). Yeaps, like the carbonated drink. And if you are wondering why these names, well, my mum decided that it's cute, and easy to remember, after rejecting my idea of calling them "Bubu" and "Chacha", like the cartoon. And I thought THAT was cute. But I digress, so Pepsi and Cola then.
As you people can see, Pepsi is more fluffy, well, probably not as fluffy as say, Tsih Tzu, but then again, she looks adorable. Definitely the most harmless looking one in the bunch of dogs that my family has. And if you ever see her in all her adorable puppy glory, I assure you that you cannot help but fall in love with her. Yeaps, she was that adorable when she was a puppy.
And Cola, if you notice in the picture, which you probably couldn't since it wasn't really clear, she looks as though she has a permanent sad smile on her face. And no, we love her as much as we love Pepsi, so we did not abuse her. Thus, the sad smile is not our fault.
Despite her sad smile, she is actually a friendly and obedient little creature. She is the most obedient one in the bunch, and seriously, you don't even have to yell at her to get her back when she sneaks out of the house with Pepsi. Yeaps, Pepsi is a lil mischevious, and always lead Cola into lotsa mischief in the form of rushing outta the house the moment we open the gate. As for Pepsi, we have to yell and yell and she will instead give us a cheeky look before rushing further away from the house. Cola, well, she will come back, and you won't even have to yell at her. Just say "Cola, home," and she will obediently trot back to the house.
Both Pepsi and Cola are very manja, Pepsi probably more because she has a jealous streak, so whenever we see them they will try to lick us, and if we pet Cola and not Pepsi, she will get jealous. Then you will see Pepsi trying to follow you until you actually pet her.
Oh yeah, Pepsi and Cola are siblings. My mum decided to bring them home sometime in the middle of January last year, so Pepsi and Cola have been with us for almost two years already.
Then, we have Fairy(left) and Madge(right).
Fairy and Madge were previously my aunt's pet, but she gave them to us when we moved our house. Besides, my aunt had many other pets anyway, so Fairy and Madge joined us sometime in July last year.
Fairy is the black skinny dog you see in the pic. Personally, I think she looks Anubis, you know, the jackal-headed God that is often related to afterlife in Egyptian myth. Anyways, she is the smartest in the bunch. And probably the most well-loved one in my housing area. She is very free spirited. She is the only one given free reign to where she wants to roam about because everytime we chain her in the house, she will give you this utterly sad and heartbreaking face, like she has just lost her freedom, well, I supposed that is the case then. She has something against motorists, she will chase the motorists and bark at them fiercely. We don't know why, but my aunt speculated that it might be she has a bad experience with motorist when she was still a puppy.
And as mentioned before, she is the most well-loved one, because well, she is kinda kepoh, you see. My neighbours will put out fruits for "sembahyang", you know Chinese people, and those fruits will attract monkeys from the forest that is behind our housing area. And Fairy, being the kepoh creature that she is, she will chase those monkeys away, thus the fruits that my neighbour put out are then safe ever since my family and Fairy moved into the new house. And she is smart, because she seems to know what we are thinking. If we want to bathe her, one of us has to go talk to her, pretend that we want no harm, while the other waits to ambush and lead her to the shower. Nopes, she absolutely hates being taken into a shower, but once she is in it, she won't give you much trouble.
Oh, just to mention that before I forget, all my dogs seem to dislike having bath, but they have no problem whatsoever playing in the rain. Whenever it is raining, the heavier the rain, the more likely you will see them playing chase in the rain, despite how heavy the rain is. And moving on....
As for Madge, if you didn't notice in the picture, she is huge. Most of the time we fondly call her "Ah Pui", or "Ah Fat", because well, she is way overweight. She is the same weight as me, and I can assure you that I am well over 50kg already. She is the laziest, and not to mention, the most gluttonous of the bunch. She is the happiest when it's morning, because that is when she gets her meal, and you can see her jumping around in a way that you cannot imagine an overweighted dog can manage to do.
Most of the time, however, she is just a lazy ass, lying there like nobody's business. Sometimes she is even so lazy that she refuses to move herself to change her sleeping place when the sun is practically roasting her alive. Oh, have I mentioned how much of a glutton she is? She eats practically everything, and I mean EVERYTHING. I swear, give her anything that she can chew and swallow and she will eat it. Once, my bro actually gave her a duku skin and even though she had this weirded-out expression on her face when she was chewing, she still ate it! So yeah, that is how gluttonous she is.
And then we have Duff, except that she is an extremely anti-social dog. She seems to have a very bad past history with human, because when we first got her (also from my aunt), she was the most timid and shy creature I have ever seen. Even with the friendliest "Hi Duff", she would scamper off like you are trying to harm her or something. But now she is actually better already. She is still a lil afraid of people, but she's getting better. She gets along well with the other dogs now, and even though she will still run and hide when we approach her, now, if you manage to put on a really really really un-intimidating voice and look, she will actually let you get near her before running off. Hey, big improvement from the first time we saw her, okay?
So, because she is that shy, no pic of her.
Moving on, this is the newest pet in my family. I haven't seen him yet, because he just arrived last Sunday. My mum named him Whisky, and well, I think it's a very cute name anyways. According to my mum, he gets along well with the dogs, and my, he is a brave lil kitty. Supposedly cats are afraid of dogs, and apparently he didn't even flinch when Madge barked at him when he first arrived, and seriously, Madge has a very loud, booming bark. If she isn't my pet, I would be scared of her if she barks at me.
Isn't he a pretty creature? Yeah well, actually when my sis called to ask me for a name I was expecting a kitten, since she said he's three months old, but then again, from this pic that my sis sent me, he doesn't look very kitten-ish, does he?
Well, I'm excited about the idea of meeting him. I hope despite his slightly "ganas" look in the pic, he is cuter and more fun to play with in real.
As you people can see, Pepsi is more fluffy, well, probably not as fluffy as say, Tsih Tzu, but then again, she looks adorable. Definitely the most harmless looking one in the bunch of dogs that my family has. And if you ever see her in all her adorable puppy glory, I assure you that you cannot help but fall in love with her. Yeaps, she was that adorable when she was a puppy.
And Cola, if you notice in the picture, which you probably couldn't since it wasn't really clear, she looks as though she has a permanent sad smile on her face. And no, we love her as much as we love Pepsi, so we did not abuse her. Thus, the sad smile is not our fault.
Despite her sad smile, she is actually a friendly and obedient little creature. She is the most obedient one in the bunch, and seriously, you don't even have to yell at her to get her back when she sneaks out of the house with Pepsi. Yeaps, Pepsi is a lil mischevious, and always lead Cola into lotsa mischief in the form of rushing outta the house the moment we open the gate. As for Pepsi, we have to yell and yell and she will instead give us a cheeky look before rushing further away from the house. Cola, well, she will come back, and you won't even have to yell at her. Just say "Cola, home," and she will obediently trot back to the house.
Both Pepsi and Cola are very manja, Pepsi probably more because she has a jealous streak, so whenever we see them they will try to lick us, and if we pet Cola and not Pepsi, she will get jealous. Then you will see Pepsi trying to follow you until you actually pet her.
Oh yeah, Pepsi and Cola are siblings. My mum decided to bring them home sometime in the middle of January last year, so Pepsi and Cola have been with us for almost two years already.
Then, we have Fairy(left) and Madge(right).
Fairy and Madge were previously my aunt's pet, but she gave them to us when we moved our house. Besides, my aunt had many other pets anyway, so Fairy and Madge joined us sometime in July last year.
Fairy is the black skinny dog you see in the pic. Personally, I think she looks Anubis, you know, the jackal-headed God that is often related to afterlife in Egyptian myth. Anyways, she is the smartest in the bunch. And probably the most well-loved one in my housing area. She is very free spirited. She is the only one given free reign to where she wants to roam about because everytime we chain her in the house, she will give you this utterly sad and heartbreaking face, like she has just lost her freedom, well, I supposed that is the case then. She has something against motorists, she will chase the motorists and bark at them fiercely. We don't know why, but my aunt speculated that it might be she has a bad experience with motorist when she was still a puppy.
And as mentioned before, she is the most well-loved one, because well, she is kinda kepoh, you see. My neighbours will put out fruits for "sembahyang", you know Chinese people, and those fruits will attract monkeys from the forest that is behind our housing area. And Fairy, being the kepoh creature that she is, she will chase those monkeys away, thus the fruits that my neighbour put out are then safe ever since my family and Fairy moved into the new house. And she is smart, because she seems to know what we are thinking. If we want to bathe her, one of us has to go talk to her, pretend that we want no harm, while the other waits to ambush and lead her to the shower. Nopes, she absolutely hates being taken into a shower, but once she is in it, she won't give you much trouble.
Oh, just to mention that before I forget, all my dogs seem to dislike having bath, but they have no problem whatsoever playing in the rain. Whenever it is raining, the heavier the rain, the more likely you will see them playing chase in the rain, despite how heavy the rain is. And moving on....
As for Madge, if you didn't notice in the picture, she is huge. Most of the time we fondly call her "Ah Pui", or "Ah Fat", because well, she is way overweight. She is the same weight as me, and I can assure you that I am well over 50kg already. She is the laziest, and not to mention, the most gluttonous of the bunch. She is the happiest when it's morning, because that is when she gets her meal, and you can see her jumping around in a way that you cannot imagine an overweighted dog can manage to do.
Most of the time, however, she is just a lazy ass, lying there like nobody's business. Sometimes she is even so lazy that she refuses to move herself to change her sleeping place when the sun is practically roasting her alive. Oh, have I mentioned how much of a glutton she is? She eats practically everything, and I mean EVERYTHING. I swear, give her anything that she can chew and swallow and she will eat it. Once, my bro actually gave her a duku skin and even though she had this weirded-out expression on her face when she was chewing, she still ate it! So yeah, that is how gluttonous she is.
And then we have Duff, except that she is an extremely anti-social dog. She seems to have a very bad past history with human, because when we first got her (also from my aunt), she was the most timid and shy creature I have ever seen. Even with the friendliest "Hi Duff", she would scamper off like you are trying to harm her or something. But now she is actually better already. She is still a lil afraid of people, but she's getting better. She gets along well with the other dogs now, and even though she will still run and hide when we approach her, now, if you manage to put on a really really really un-intimidating voice and look, she will actually let you get near her before running off. Hey, big improvement from the first time we saw her, okay?
So, because she is that shy, no pic of her.
Moving on, this is the newest pet in my family. I haven't seen him yet, because he just arrived last Sunday. My mum named him Whisky, and well, I think it's a very cute name anyways. According to my mum, he gets along well with the dogs, and my, he is a brave lil kitty. Supposedly cats are afraid of dogs, and apparently he didn't even flinch when Madge barked at him when he first arrived, and seriously, Madge has a very loud, booming bark. If she isn't my pet, I would be scared of her if she barks at me.
Isn't he a pretty creature? Yeah well, actually when my sis called to ask me for a name I was expecting a kitten, since she said he's three months old, but then again, from this pic that my sis sent me, he doesn't look very kitten-ish, does he?
Well, I'm excited about the idea of meeting him. I hope despite his slightly "ganas" look in the pic, he is cuter and more fun to play with in real.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Icked out
Okay, so half the sem is gone, and I have new Japanese lecturer and Malaysian Lit lecturer. Personally, I don't think that Dr. T was doing a bad job teaching Japanese, but Mr. Naha definitely does it better, though it's kinda stressing to attend his class. Too many quizzes, too many random questions that come your way when you least expected it (don't they always?), and some homework. As for Malaysian Lit lecturer, well, if you have been reading my blog then you know very well that I couldn't be happier to have a new lecturer, who thankfully, seems to explain stuff rather than lead us into a reading out loud session.
Anyways, Mr. Naha's classes are usually interesting. As he teaches us, he tells us about the culture in Japan too, which is interesting because we learn new things that are not just in the textbook. Imagine how boring the class will be if everything is just textbook and more textbook.
So last week he told us that he will let us sing a Japanese song, and asked if we have any suggestion. Since I don't think that the class will appreciate Jrock, and also I don't really dare to voice out, cause for some odd reasons I seem to lose all intelligent reply when he calls on me, yeah, his voice and stare are a lil intimidating, and nobody else gave any suggestion, he decided to choose the song that we will sing.
And tada! He chose a Hirai Ken song. Ookina furudokei.
Honestly, I get icked out when I hear his voice. I don't know why, but his voice seriously makes my hair stands. All the while when I was in class listening to him singing that song, I could feel my hair standing on my arms, something that never happened to me, not even when I'm cold to the point of numbness. And I thought that is supposed to be what the hair's function is, trap a layer of air in order to keep me warm.
Anyways, not to mention that Ookina furudokei has the melody of a childhood song of mine. So now my childhood song is kinda ruined by his voice, and I'm like... "Nooooooooo! I like that song! I have happy childhood memory!!!! I want to listen to the kid's English version instead of Hirai Ken's!!!!"
But apparently, Lynda and I seemed to be the only ones having problem with that song. All the others seemed to enjoy that song, and sucks to be me if Mr. Naha seriously expects us all to sing that song one by one next time.
Well, at least I cured my sushi-deprived state when I went to MV with Boo this afternoon. The sushi was good, and Madagascar 2 did not disappoint. The characters are still as cute and wacky as ever.
Anyways, Mr. Naha's classes are usually interesting. As he teaches us, he tells us about the culture in Japan too, which is interesting because we learn new things that are not just in the textbook. Imagine how boring the class will be if everything is just textbook and more textbook.
So last week he told us that he will let us sing a Japanese song, and asked if we have any suggestion. Since I don't think that the class will appreciate Jrock, and also I don't really dare to voice out, cause for some odd reasons I seem to lose all intelligent reply when he calls on me, yeah, his voice and stare are a lil intimidating, and nobody else gave any suggestion, he decided to choose the song that we will sing.
And tada! He chose a Hirai Ken song. Ookina furudokei.
Honestly, I get icked out when I hear his voice. I don't know why, but his voice seriously makes my hair stands. All the while when I was in class listening to him singing that song, I could feel my hair standing on my arms, something that never happened to me, not even when I'm cold to the point of numbness. And I thought that is supposed to be what the hair's function is, trap a layer of air in order to keep me warm.
Anyways, not to mention that Ookina furudokei has the melody of a childhood song of mine. So now my childhood song is kinda ruined by his voice, and I'm like... "Nooooooooo! I like that song! I have happy childhood memory!!!! I want to listen to the kid's English version instead of Hirai Ken's!!!!"
But apparently, Lynda and I seemed to be the only ones having problem with that song. All the others seemed to enjoy that song, and sucks to be me if Mr. Naha seriously expects us all to sing that song one by one next time.
Well, at least I cured my sushi-deprived state when I went to MV with Boo this afternoon. The sushi was good, and Madagascar 2 did not disappoint. The characters are still as cute and wacky as ever.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Assignment
Okay, I am supposed to be doing my Malaysian Lit assignment, but seriously, other than feeling lazy, I am freaking out here. A lil.
It seems that when I read the short stories, save for "Haunting the Tiger", I can interpret the dreams, which is what I am supposed to be doing for this assignment, but I cannot put my thoughts into words! All that I have written so far sounds so crappy that I know it is going to end up with very lousy marks. And I don't want that to happen! I like this subject (despite THAT lecturer -.-'''), and I don't want to end up not getting a good grade for it.
Seriously... I have no freaking idea what to do. It's not that my idea is stupid or what, but the way I put my thoughts into words sounds stupid no matter how you look at it. And it's freaking me out so much that I can't come up with proper words to describe my thoughts. All that I have written so far only sounds like I have no freaking idea what I myself talk about, like random pieces of stuff that I chuck into my report just so I have something in my report.
Help!
It seems that when I read the short stories, save for "Haunting the Tiger", I can interpret the dreams, which is what I am supposed to be doing for this assignment, but I cannot put my thoughts into words! All that I have written so far sounds so crappy that I know it is going to end up with very lousy marks. And I don't want that to happen! I like this subject (despite THAT lecturer -.-'''), and I don't want to end up not getting a good grade for it.
Seriously... I have no freaking idea what to do. It's not that my idea is stupid or what, but the way I put my thoughts into words sounds stupid no matter how you look at it. And it's freaking me out so much that I can't come up with proper words to describe my thoughts. All that I have written so far only sounds like I have no freaking idea what I myself talk about, like random pieces of stuff that I chuck into my report just so I have something in my report.
Help!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Comfort
Despite the fact that I have assignments creeping up on me, I take comfort in listening to my all-time favorite songs and let the joy of listening to them soothes me.
And the fact that I have friends that will always be there for me and love me no matter what kind of stupidity that I have commited.
:)
And the fact that I have friends that will always be there for me and love me no matter what kind of stupidity that I have commited.
:)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
The Return
I finally finished reading The Return by K.S. Maniam. Like seriously, finally!! About time I finished reading already -.-'''
Anyways... I was supposed to finish it last week, seeing as the bloody annoying lecturer was teaching it last week, but many thanks to the said lecturer, I lost all interest in reading the novel. In fact, I lost all interest in going to his class, and you would think I would be excited to go, since it is Malaysian Lit and I absolutely adore Literature.
Well... I see it doesn't matter if I did finished reading before he started teaching, as his "teaching" consisted of reading bits and parts of texts from the novel, as though we were having a reading session instead of a proper class. His "reasoning" is that he wants us to develop our own thinking and not rely on his ideas, yeah yeah, we know, we won't plagiarise your freaking fantastic idea, no worries, but then again, how is reading bits and parts from the text is going to help us with our critical thinking? BS, is what he's feeding us, if you ask me.
Like hello? We don't get into uni without knowing how to read, for God's sake. Not to mention we ARE English students, like duh?
Anyways, like the other short story of K.S.Maniam that we read (Haunting the Tiger), The Return is pretty symbolic in a very confusing way. And I personally think that said lecturer shouldn't try to be smart by giving us intense readings like this if he himself doesn't know how to explain to us. It doesn't matter if the readings are boring or confusing, the thing is, HE DOESN'T EXPLAIN THEM AND HE FREAKING EXPECTS US TO UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE THING WHEN I AM ALREADY SO PISSED OFF WITH HIM TO HAVE ANY SANE THOUGHTS WHEN I AM IN HIS CLASS? Hell, not gonna happen!
But then again, after finishing the whole novel, I sorta get a little what the message is about, though I still doubt that I will be able to form good critical thinking about this novel. Seriously, he pretty much killed all my passion for this subject already, and I loathe him for that.
And now, moving on to the other novel that I have to read. Sadness.... I'm not looking forward to it since I heard from my friends that it is full of typo errors and mistakes. Gah... if it's true, poor thing, he can't even choose a good book for us to read!
Anyways... I was supposed to finish it last week, seeing as the bloody annoying lecturer was teaching it last week, but many thanks to the said lecturer, I lost all interest in reading the novel. In fact, I lost all interest in going to his class, and you would think I would be excited to go, since it is Malaysian Lit and I absolutely adore Literature.
Well... I see it doesn't matter if I did finished reading before he started teaching, as his "teaching" consisted of reading bits and parts of texts from the novel, as though we were having a reading session instead of a proper class. His "reasoning" is that he wants us to develop our own thinking and not rely on his ideas, yeah yeah, we know, we won't plagiarise your freaking fantastic idea, no worries, but then again, how is reading bits and parts from the text is going to help us with our critical thinking? BS, is what he's feeding us, if you ask me.
Like hello? We don't get into uni without knowing how to read, for God's sake. Not to mention we ARE English students, like duh?
Anyways, like the other short story of K.S.Maniam that we read (Haunting the Tiger), The Return is pretty symbolic in a very confusing way. And I personally think that said lecturer shouldn't try to be smart by giving us intense readings like this if he himself doesn't know how to explain to us. It doesn't matter if the readings are boring or confusing, the thing is, HE DOESN'T EXPLAIN THEM AND HE FREAKING EXPECTS US TO UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE THING WHEN I AM ALREADY SO PISSED OFF WITH HIM TO HAVE ANY SANE THOUGHTS WHEN I AM IN HIS CLASS? Hell, not gonna happen!
But then again, after finishing the whole novel, I sorta get a little what the message is about, though I still doubt that I will be able to form good critical thinking about this novel. Seriously, he pretty much killed all my passion for this subject already, and I loathe him for that.
And now, moving on to the other novel that I have to read. Sadness.... I'm not looking forward to it since I heard from my friends that it is full of typo errors and mistakes. Gah... if it's true, poor thing, he can't even choose a good book for us to read!
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Tiring Sunday
If I don't have Japanese midterm tomorrow, I will happily skip tomorrow's class and not come back today.
I thought I should say that I did not have enough time to enjoy being in BP, and now I am back in PJ again.
Sadness....
The first thing I noticed after I got down from the tiring bus trip was the air here is definitely way more polluted than BP. Then next, the noise that bombarded my eyedrums. Then the crowd of people going on their own way.
Well, as much as I love the malls here, I think I might not get used to the polluted air and the level of noise here. Not to mention the lack of stars in the night sky is just depressing.
I thought I should say that I did not have enough time to enjoy being in BP, and now I am back in PJ again.
Sadness....
The first thing I noticed after I got down from the tiring bus trip was the air here is definitely way more polluted than BP. Then next, the noise that bombarded my eyedrums. Then the crowd of people going on their own way.
Well, as much as I love the malls here, I think I might not get used to the polluted air and the level of noise here. Not to mention the lack of stars in the night sky is just depressing.
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