So I have decided to kick start my blogging life again for the umpteenth time. Starting with…movies (bit lame I know as I myself don’t read what other people think about movies that I know I want to watch)

Anyway, over the hols, I’ve watched some pretty good (downloaded)movies, and some pretty bad ones. And I especially love those thought provoking ones, after all those are always the ones that lingers in your mind long after you watched them.

These are the 3 movies I highly recommend :Michael Clayton, Gone Baby Gone, and The reader. They all touched on morality in different ways…what is right, what is wrong? Human nature, CHOICES and the cruel reality that is happening right at this moment. Go watch them if you have the chance

Some good quotes from The Reader

-What we feel isn’t important. It’s utterly unimportant. The only question is what we do.

-It doesn’t matter what I feel. It doesn’t matter what I think. The dead are still dead.

And of course, this is the gift I’m giving you…

http://docs.google.com/View?id=ddv2cbp7_187fhk794m

WeiJIN, who epitomize the term “Lazy-man-who-just-turn-up-to-a-party-expecting-not-to-do-anything” perfectly, tactlessly shot out this one-liner

“Be careful, there might be ghost upstairs.”

So, in the end i had to go up with lhui.

Fast forward 2 hours later. Jin asked for a nokia charger, which I have it upstairs. So i told him to get it for himself, and he was halfway up the stairs, when I knew I have to say it.

“Be careful, there might be ghost upstairs.”

He stopped abruptly. Turned back with his priceless facial expression for all of us to laugh at.

Jin, moral of the story. Karma bites back at your ass eh?

I’ll do my famed C&P. Or if u like the uni term better, plagiarism.

” Recently, there’s a guy from my class who really pisses me off. He always says weird stuff to me. Especially through text messages. If he’s a little bit more good-looking, no, thousand times more good-looking, I would maybe still feel a little better than I feel now. But he’s just fugly. Look what he said to me the other day that really got me on fire…

“u noe, i was wondering..do u hav so low self esteem of ur body tht u r willing 4 any random guy to touch u? or u jz syok 4 guys to touch u?”

You know why he said that? Because he saw one of my friends touching my shoulders. Actually my friend was just pushing me away. Shoulders! Fucking shoulders! I still can’t see what’s wrong with it? And that son of a bitch actually sent me that message.

Here’s the story. He invited himself to the Pyramid when he knew I was going there with my friends. My friends knew that I don’t like him. I kept avoiding him there. He was following us everywhere. My friend even described him as “Digi patung”. One of my friends would push me away whenever that bastard tried to come near me. That’s why whenever he saw me, my friend would have his hands on my shoulders, pushing me away.

He was practically calling me a bitch. I got so mad I even called him and gave him a piece of my mind. What makes me even madder is that he asked what my problem was when I called him. What’s my problem? My problem is YOU, asshole! Sending such a message to me and still asking me what’s my problem. Now that I think about it, I still can’t believe myself. I’ve never done anything like this in the 17 years of my life, you know, calling people just to quarrel with them and shit. Some of my island friends haven’t even seen me mad before. I guess it’s totally understantable bacause I’ve never met such an ass ever in my life! There was one other time when I nearly called him to argue with him. He called my friends idiots and dorks. Long story and I forgot half of it.

Before this, I would sit at my usual seat in Advanced Mathematics class which was beside him even when I don’t like him (why did I do that? Stupid!). Now I sit elsewhere. Fucking asshole. This is harrassment, I tell ya! Harrassment! “

Now, the twist of the story is. The first ass of her life is my friend.

And of course, he has his side of story. Point forms

- He didn’t invite himself, the girl invited him by saying “We’ll see how tomorrow la.”
- He knew the girl was going to pyramid, so in accordance to “We’ll see how tomorrow la.”, he followed her.
- The girl wasn’t annoyed. Cough* But told him “Oh, we booked the tickets earlier, but we didn’t count you in.”
- He followed in regardless, by tagging behind a crowd in to watch free movie.
- The girl was touched many times (arms, shoulders, and waist)
- Hence the angry message.

Well, if you ask me…I can’t defend him can i? For any person with an ounce of common sense will tell you, the girl ain’t want u there, leave with dignity.

But he didn’t.

And all this can be explained by his truest form – Beast. My friend has no common sense when it comes down to the art of talking. He has a good heart, but…BIG BUT, he does everything the wrong way. That no logic can explain.

In his short span of 20 years of living, he has encountered : report of sexual harassment (another story for another day), beat up by a guy who is a d**k himself(wanting to impress the girl he too like), got told off by a girl “My life is better off without you”, and countless many other things.

This group of ours has been trying hard to change him. But to no avail up to this moment. Well, we never ever really gonna give up on him, as he does need the help. So first-ass-of-her-life, if you are reading this: Listen to what we tell you. It’s for your own good. Like Darwinism, Beast has to evolve into Man at some point in its/his life.

It is so bad that I’m still hurting right now. At this moment of time

I can’t help but think back what I could have done differently..those moments replaying itself on my mind. How did it boil down to this? Is it an one off thing?

How much fault lies with me? (it should be all, considering the circumstances)

U wake up everyday feeling different kind of emotions. It isn’t nice at all. One day I’m just angry with myself, one day it’s just those heart wrenching sadness, and all of it makes me wanna shout out loud at some empty spaces

But to what avail? What would change?

People been telling me :”get over it and just focus on what lies in front of u”

Yes. I know I know. But That, is easier said than done.

Perhaps. Ultimately I got what I deserved. That I need to rant out here. Get it over

And look forward.

Yes I hope I can.

“Just a reminder that Learning exercise 3 is due by 9am on Monday. Anyone who has not submitted their Exercise by that time will not be allowed to attend the tutorial. No extensions of time are possible.

If you cannot attend the tutorial due to illness on Monday I will give you an additional task to be marked.

If you do not think you will be able to submit your Exercise by 9am Monday you need to email me ASAP – remember you have had 2 weeks to complete it, so leaving it the last minute and being unwell over the weekend is not a good excuse.”

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Yeah, I am one of those that log on blackboard to just download lecture notes,and not look at somewhere else to see if i have anything else to do. So Sunday 2PM I read this, Monday 9AM is the due date. In this time i have to read some 12 pages article and answer 5 big questions as assignment. Grrr…

Of cause that doesn’t include my EBP assignment. To prove how annoyed i am doing this assignment. Just imagine this :

You have to read a STUDY a whole group of professionals researched and wrote on. And comment on the flaws and accuracy of it. Write it up.

Seriously. Now I have to go and doubt what people researched on?!

Although deep down, I know that it is right to do that(some people can just crap a theory out and make the whole world believe it)

But still…I’m annoyed. End of rant.

I log in facebook one day only to find that I have a new friend request. The “friend” in fact is my dad.

Being a filial son, I, of course ignore the request.

Few days later, my second bro dear Eugene asked me : ” did u see dad’s fb request? ”

“yeah”

“what did you do?”

” I ignore.”

He replied with a wry smile, thus I asked back
” you? “

” I left it there “

Both of us then burst out laughing

One thousand and one feelings to express. One thousand and one pictures to share. One thousand and one songs to sing. One thousand and one stories to tell. All 1001. Would you be there?

today, i wondered how long girls take just to reach melbourne central (from lonsdale st) and wondered why they’re such slow-moving creatures. then again, i’m guilty of it all the time since i took 15 minutes to walk from melbourne university to college house (it’s only a 5-10 minute walk).

today, i realised that parking on sundays are no longer free. how sad. at least i have a box of coins in my room to fill up the meter.

today, i’m wondering why i’m not watching watchmen when it’s only ma15+ here in australia. then again, i’m able to watch a whole lot of shows that age doesn’t matter to me anymore. *hint hint* by the way, i’m not hinting about how old i am.

there, a sneak peek of what it’s like in derek’s head according to J.

what J wonders today:
when D will find out about this.
why we’re on this earth for (our purpose in life) and what is the reason for existing here, on earth, in the first place.
what the bible says about patriarchy.
what i’ll eat for dinner tonight.
when D will finish up his “rich and famous” blog post which was typed oh so long ago.
what this semester brings since there’s been changes in her life.

The story goes…unwillingly i followed my mum,grandparents and aunties up to Sarawak Kuching on 14th Wednesday. Swoosh we took a flight, touched down, all boring stuff really. Then there’s us who step out of Kuching’s airport and greeted by my aunt and my uncle. Then 1 helper,

2nd helper,
3rd…4th…

4 helpers, and my uncle, 4 cars, to fetch 11 of us. It’s a bit crazy really, although with my grandparents having difficulty walking, one extra car are reasonable. But 4 cars? Oh well that’s quite something. Wait there’s more, when i’m in my uncle’s car, he made a call, telling his helper that we don’t need the (another) fifth car, as…

“We don’t have enough passengers to fetch.”

We reached a brand new hotel. Four Points by Sheraton. Brand new i mean, NEW. You could see some minor renovation going on, and only hotel staff in it. My uncle’s explanation?

“We are the first guests.”

I look around, at the 5 cars, and the number plates are in sequence , all QAP from 52-57. What is happening??

So we then got our room card (me and my mum), room 403. And there’s 2 letters for us, with envelope stating “J” and “Derek”. Wow, they go all out to print envelopes for us eh? But when u open it, and read the letter, u can also see it being personalise. Dear Derek and all that. Hmm…

And in the room, a letter from Shen-Tel(my cousin), telling us that there will be tours arranged for us. On Thursday and Saturday. So..okay.

And the room itself…well, I myself never stayed much in hotels before, and if i’m not wrong, the best probably would be a 4star one. Once.

So this room has…individual body climate control aircond(what?), cribs bidet in bathroom(??), rainforest shower(ok, shower head on top of the ceiling), radio alarm clock, coffee tea maker, nice work desk, v good fast internet(which i’m using now, and downloaded stuff at 2++ speed), and a flat screen 30inch TV, where u choose ur channels by scrolling, not pressing some numbers.

I think it’s a 5star one, and I have only one line : This is the lifestyle of the rich and famous.

Some loose ends to tie up here(things i learn as days passed)

The helpers? They are the workers for the father of my cousin’s husband
The brand new hotel? They are his too.

And….we are not required to pay for our stay here.

2nd edition TBC tomorrow.