Archive for October, 2007

Having little to say

Sometimes when things are almost over, or already over, you get a moment of silence. Not from the people / entities / surroundings which you thought were against you, but from yourself. The mere fact of “I’ve completed it!”, and then the eerie silence, before life moves on, and sometimes you get so numb, and awed that you did it, irregardless whether you’ve screwed up or not.

 

Whether its holidays, or just assignment, some people say its the calm before the storm, even if its in the midst of a heated battle. After all, nothing’s too far up, and nothing’s too far down, isn’t there?

 

Now i’m listening to a remix of KOEI’s Romance Of The Three Kingdoms VI, I think its song number 6. The remix is titled “An Empire of Questions”. Its just melodic, but somehow if you’re gonna ask me, its like those cheesy movie parts (especially in chinese movies) where the protagonist(s) goes about making a certain stuff, showing the processes involved (whether its a pure power leveling, creating a physical object, or an internal mental process of reaching a certain amount of maturity), where ther will be cutscenes of various proses and forms taken, showcasing the protagonist doing certain things (as many as few pictures in one go) filled with some really cheesy-heart pumping music, like the ones you get to see in “The Fearless One”, or “Dragon Tiger Gate”, anad others of its ilk.

 

So here I am, typing various things, doing various things (i’m no multitasker, if you ask me), doing certain things with this music looping over and over again, jsut because i liked how ROTK VII OST was, and will always enjoy it.

 

In any case, trouble looms ahead in less than 4 weeks, and already I have a siren buzzing off for tomorrow’s class, as there is a speech that I must make, and i’m 2nd in row to showcase my speech.

 

While writing much here has not given my much inspiration as to what kind of “event speech” i’ll be doing, i’m thinking of “opening ceremony” of a noodle shop. Hmm… Tempting.

 

But I’m  still stuck in the “numb” rut. Save me.

October 31, 2007 Posted Under blogging, mute musing

A frustating 24

The thing is that, right after the milkshake event, I had to wake up slightly earlier, and went around to campus exactly by 11a.m, forgetting my handphone. Used up more than RM100. WTH!?

And worse, just when we thought we had no classes (and we toiled the whole day just to finish up our props), Pn. Juridah called up right at 8.30p.m (just when we’re about to have food) and declared there’ll be a rehearsal.

And better news? Tommorrow’s full dress rehearsal AND tomorrow’s the DEVOTIONAL GATHERING at Vishwa’s house!

What the hell is going on this semester? Someone help me!

Urgh.. I’m sleepy, drowsy… And everything but happy.

October 17, 2007 Posted Under Uncategorized

Having fun with Milkshakes

For some of you, making and enjoying milkshakes is my specialty. =)

So, that’s exactly what I did last night. With my group of friends.
And that is what we literally did. I was the cameraman, and boy we enjoyed a feast of of food. Talk about Raya. Hahaha. Dang, I wish there were more “Rendang Daging Pedas Masak Merah”. Miss Mohammad bin Mohammad Sani’s family.

Mohd, where ever you are, I wish you all the best.

And back to the milkshakes… Best for sore throats, and for cheering people up. At least mine did =D

Have fun with milkshakes, “Godfather Badi’s Style” LOL. Yeah, we werewolf legionaires drink milkshakes. kah kah kah.

October 16, 2007 Posted Under Uncategorized

my koseit (silent i, non t) [My mosquito in Tamil]

Seven Oh, to One Oh Oh,
Not One Eight Oh,
No, No, No, because
We’re no rempit yo,
“Whee! Whee!” We whizz,
See we as we breeze,
Bruur, Burr, our machines purr,
See our wheels whirl,
and twirl, we’ve got tespect
and we give em’ plenty
To you, to him, to her,
Everybody gets em, on the run,
on the road, all the love.

Down in my koseit…

We don’t slide,
Because we glide,
We don’t fly
But we ride
Above all we scoot,
We just don’t go vroom,
Like a magic broom,
With little or no boom,
We go with style
But we love to ride hard,
and we always abide, bide, the white tide,

Down in my koseit…

We happy few,
We happy band of scooterist…
When we ride the tide…

Down in my koseit…

October 13, 2007 Posted Under lame, poem