Novzix : A Tiny Dot In This Gigantic Galaxy

Filled with overflowing enthusiasm and bursting with new found spirit and energy, off I went to class earlier than usual … … …

And I came home feelin’ beaten, frustrated, disappointed, and nothing made sense.

So when house mates of different majors came back, we started bitchin’ about how bitchy our "superiors" can be. We got tired … and BORED. Again. Well, yesterday we almost traveled to Malacca but nobody had the energy to drive.

And the next minute I know? We were in Chinatown lookin’ for some interesting stuff, a diversion from the usual things I used to do when I visited that place. We end up in the most unexpectedly, unbelievably tiny interesting shop. Came out 2 hours later. With >RM500 (not me, 6 of us ok?) burnt from our purses.

And and and? We went to the wonderful-full-of-fooddddddddzzzz night market @ Bukit Jalil which operates every Tuesday? I guess? I almost tripped over a few beggars on the floor who were literally lying face down, sleeping or praying?! I have nuuuu idea.

I had Taiwan Pizza, Fried Vegetables or whatever it is, "Chestnut" jelly?, and my alllll time favourite Fried Ice-Cream! v(^o^) They’re alot of vegetarian food there than you could ever imagine. Actually I had wanted more, but I guess I’m on a li’l tiny winy weeeee bit of d.i.e.t, which I thought I could never ever succeed in. But still, I don’t wanna be fatto fatto ( *0* )

Most unexpectedly, I met Angelene! Oh how sweet to see my angelic neighbor from hometown in a Pasar Malam (of all the places in the world). She’s as sweet as ever but she w’s standing over me like I was a dwarf. I’ve only missed seeing her for like 4 years? oh gawd.

Alright I’m off to bed.

Toodles,
sleepy-tmrgotclass-gotosleep-lin.

With the internet connection still being a sucker, it makes staying alone at home here in Cyberia depressing and frustrating.

Many people asked me, "Your holiday so long, why didn’t go back?"

I have no answer to that.

I guess I’m lookin’ for My Self. I needed the time to be alone, I needed the time to figure out who and what I’m goin to be, and what I want to do with the remaining time I have in University. Graduation is a bittersweet thing. I’m not very enthusiastic about it.

Thanks to lizardworkshop for sharing his wonderful and inspiring books by Paul Arden {It’s not how GOOD you are, It’s how GOOD you want to be} & {Whatever You Think, ETISOPPO EHT KNIHT}. I heard those books have been banned in M’sia, NO friggin IDEA WHY though.

It’s all about how to go against the norm, be different and special. I love a part where Paul says, "BEING right is based upon knowledge and experience and is often provable. Knowledge comes from the past, so it’s safe. It is also out of date. It’s the opposite of originality. If you can prove you’re right, you’re set in a concrete. You cannot move with the times or with other people. Being right is also being BORING. Your mind is CLOSED. You are NOT open to new ideas. You are rooted in your own rightness, which is ARROGANT. People who are right are rooted in the past, rigid-minded, DULL and SMUG. There’s NO talking to them." Woohoo! How true!

"Risks are a measure of people. People who won’t take them are trying to PRESERVE what they have. People who take RISKS often end up by having MORE. Some risks have a future, and some people call them wrong. But being right may be like walking backwards proving where you’ve been."

A ferocious fire-breathing dragon is what he always claims
himself to be, but to us he’s no dragon, he’s the best and finest English teacher
you could ever find in the universe, and he often shows his care and love in
very different and unique ways.

After his retirement as a teacher, nobody really meets him
outside of his self-designed wonderful house where we constantly cringe with
fear whenever we attend his 2-days-a-week tuition classes. He’s NEVER a boring teacher, ever. In his
class, we either are so scared of him we almost shit our pants whenever he asks
us tricky questions and uses his piercing eyes to stare at us for an answer but
at times, he acts and says things that make us laugh and roll on the floor and
wet our pants for good.

He has more knowledge than anyone could imagine and I
believe it’s more than any libraries in most parts of the world. I repeat, he’s
never a boring person. He’s a teacher, a guardian, an “Oscar-winning” actor, a
very talented artist and designer, and of course an amazing Uncle.

Despite all that, he’s always been a heavy smoker n drinker.
Well, he’s escaped death a few times in his life already. From what I’ve heard,
he has more lives than a cat has. (A cat’s supposed to have 9 lives right?) For
the past few years, he’s been sufferin real bad, he’s been holdin on, and last
nite at 7pm, it was time for him to leave us.

A great teacher, a great man, a great legend. He might have
left us but his voice and his memories will always, always stay in our hearts.

Rest in Peace, Sir.

Yehhhh, I’m back to being a G.A.M.E freak.

After waiting so long to play the sequel of The Longest Journey, I finally finished TLJ 2:Dreamfall in a couple of days. The indescribably complicated wonderful storyline just kept me going till 5.30a.m and finished it.

I can’t explain the experience I felt any better than Sophie (Cambridge, UK) did:
"I hardly cared I was watching it more as a film! It is one of the best films I have ever seen.Even 3 hours after
finishing, I am still shaking from the sheer intensity."

"What I found so captivating was the way the entire story held together.
I
have found myself as though playing parts of my own story, even
identifying some things I have been told and bringing new parts to
teach me more. Balance, I feel affects us in so many ways, the
unfortunate mixture and confusion between science and magic."

" It quite
simply is, an amazing philosophical journey, and I am so happy I had
the chance to stumble across this."

"Some journies
do not have a beginning and end but continue endlessly in cycles and
loops."

Hugs forever
Love Sophie

I haven’t had this kinda experience for a long long time … and I felt like I just came back from the all places where the 3 characters went to, and the experience that they felt. Truly fantasy.

Happy New 2007 To Y’all!

Since the year 2K came around, every single year passes like farts, you can’t see it but you can feel it. Yeah that’s right, FARTS. And, and it’s totally forgettable. You review ur history through ur 20 Gigabytes hard disks, burnt dvds, cds, whatever-funny-shaped thumdrives, etc, all the pics taken by the very mini-compact camera you keep in ur bag always so that whenever ur alone in the restaurant, washroom, and wherever, you could snap a darn huge picture of ur nose, eyes, and whatever. Dats why half of the 20 GB worth of pictures, about half is your own huge nose, eyes so closed up you could even count how many hair your eyelashes consist of.

It’s the year I (might) grad, find a job, leave the friends here and make friends there and hang out with old old friends. It’s all an old darn cycle. I’m back to square one, at the crossroads of life again, where decisions will be made and lives will be changed. But ain’t life is about choosing one path from choices then stick to it and never look back? Well that’s what I’ve been tryin ter do.

With the Christmas n New Year celebrations for the past couple of weeks, bonds have been tied, fun and joy have been felt, money has been spent like river, there was nothing but fun + money. And now with the 3 weeks holiday (with assignments to catch up on and stuff to prepare for final sem, darn it!)and with about-to-dry-purse, I went for a walk-in interview which wasn’t an interview at all @ Alamanda Putrajaya last night and hopefully I get a job there. Not only for my extra pocket $$ for shopping but also to take my mind off things I shouldn’t be lookin back and things I gotta let go of.

Last month, a respectable person offered a part time job that’s related to my course. I excitedly accepted. And till now, there’s no news about it so I guess that person didn’t really wanna outsource what he can earn for himself. I loathe ppl who make empty promises and deals without commitments. It’s disgusting. Big city ppl SUCK.