Happy Deepavali, guys...
With my stomach filled with curry and pizzas, I am now sitting in front of my laptop, updating my blog, reading other people's blogs, and also chatting with my friends(which is a must for me.hehe...).
When I was browsing my MSN messenger contacts list just now, i found a contact that was 'hibernating' for a long long time in my contacts list, and i had never chat with the person on the other end of that contact.Later, i got a glimpse of a link, which is a blog written by him/her.
Of course, my curiosity just gave me the boost to read the blog.Happy and contented I was after reading the blog.So, this blog was written by a girl, which is a law student in my university(but different campus).Reading through most of her posts, I was really fascinated by her words and sentences.Not only that, her general knowledge is far more wider than teenagers nowadays.(Gal, I salute you.)
Besides, now I can really see the big contrast between a nerdy engineer and a talkative lawyer.(Haha...guys out there, don't feel offended, just the typical description for engineers and lawyers.)
Next, I sent my after thoughts to her through MSN messenger. From there and then, we started chatting and we reintroduced ourselves. I am very grateful for that blog of hers gave me the courage to chat with her. Thanks a lot.
By the way, this is her blog:
www.speakingfinger.blogspot.com
Go check it out!!!
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
'One last chance'. Why is this phrase still roaming around in the streets of my mind?
Last night, i was reading a copy of Reader's Digest that i bought the other day. It was an enjoyable journey throughout, not untill i came across an article with the title 'One last chance'.
She was just a little girl, at a delicate age of 8. Why god would want her to go through such ordeal? Tumours were growing with acceleration in her brain, causing her to see double images. The situation worsen when tumours start to attack her spinal chord causing her to have breathing difficulties and being paralysed.
All these complications were caused by her birth deffect, where she shorts of certain white blood cells to fight certain viruses. As a result, she is very vulnerable to viruses. And it is at this moment, that the EBV(Epstein-Barr Virus) started to run wild in her blood, triggering tumours as there are no defence against them.
She was lucky that her doctor and parents were determinant to continue battling the tumours with her. Her doctor changed the approach of the treatment,since chemotherapy was ruining the functionality of her organs, rather than kiling the tumours, they attacked the EBV, using the T-cell therapy.
Using this therapy, the killer cells are infused into her blood system. After two heavy infusions, there were no signs of recovery. The doctor decided to give her the third one, warning the parents for any false hope. It was the last night, nurses turned off the flickering and beeping monitors.
'It'll be a couple of hours at most', these words was given to the parents by the nurse. The nurse even said to the mother that they can wash her up and change her into new clothes before she 'goes'. It is such a disaster to happen during Christmas.
However, the nurse was wrong. She was fighting through all night, she pulled off that night. Her small and skinny body was calmer. Next, the doctor came. All monitors were changed as to make sure that they were not malfunctioning.
Opening her eyes after 60 days of coma, was really the best Christmas gift that their parents received from Santa Claus. When she recover slowly, she was assigned to a bone marrow transplant, having her youngest brother's bone marrow as the perfect match. Ironically, the youngest brother had the same birth deffect she had. It was lucky that he is not attacked by EBV yet and he will undergo immunotherapy when he grows older.
This story made me strongly believe that miracles do happen. As long as you pray hard, god is always by your side. Having one to go through such ordeal sounds cruel, but it is these stories that make people believe.
Story adopted from Reader's Digest
Last night, i was reading a copy of Reader's Digest that i bought the other day. It was an enjoyable journey throughout, not untill i came across an article with the title 'One last chance'.
She was just a little girl, at a delicate age of 8. Why god would want her to go through such ordeal? Tumours were growing with acceleration in her brain, causing her to see double images. The situation worsen when tumours start to attack her spinal chord causing her to have breathing difficulties and being paralysed.
All these complications were caused by her birth deffect, where she shorts of certain white blood cells to fight certain viruses. As a result, she is very vulnerable to viruses. And it is at this moment, that the EBV(Epstein-Barr Virus) started to run wild in her blood, triggering tumours as there are no defence against them.
She was lucky that her doctor and parents were determinant to continue battling the tumours with her. Her doctor changed the approach of the treatment,since chemotherapy was ruining the functionality of her organs, rather than kiling the tumours, they attacked the EBV, using the T-cell therapy.
Using this therapy, the killer cells are infused into her blood system. After two heavy infusions, there were no signs of recovery. The doctor decided to give her the third one, warning the parents for any false hope. It was the last night, nurses turned off the flickering and beeping monitors.
'It'll be a couple of hours at most', these words was given to the parents by the nurse. The nurse even said to the mother that they can wash her up and change her into new clothes before she 'goes'. It is such a disaster to happen during Christmas.
However, the nurse was wrong. She was fighting through all night, she pulled off that night. Her small and skinny body was calmer. Next, the doctor came. All monitors were changed as to make sure that they were not malfunctioning.
Opening her eyes after 60 days of coma, was really the best Christmas gift that their parents received from Santa Claus. When she recover slowly, she was assigned to a bone marrow transplant, having her youngest brother's bone marrow as the perfect match. Ironically, the youngest brother had the same birth deffect she had. It was lucky that he is not attacked by EBV yet and he will undergo immunotherapy when he grows older.
This story made me strongly believe that miracles do happen. As long as you pray hard, god is always by your side. Having one to go through such ordeal sounds cruel, but it is these stories that make people believe.
Story adopted from Reader's Digest
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Last 2 weeks, I had a life that I had never been through for being a student for 16 years. Stress was coming freely on its way, without considering the load that I can take, making my eyes wide awake every hour of the day and my stomach resist all the things inserted to it. It was just so empty…
As to make my life more meaningful, I had hell lot of plans for my holidays which had started last Thursday (for my last paper was on that day). In my mind, I had the overall, rough planning about the activities. Here is how it goes:
Exercise – Jogging, fitness training, kicks and movements of Taekwondo, demonstration skills.
Piano – practice more, do research on certain composers, improvise songs.
Reading – read more magazines and newspapers.
Cooking – try out new recipes, cook healthy meals for family.
Sounds cool, right? However, I had successfully achieved one only, while the others are just for decoration and to make myself think that I am very busy.
I just can’t pull myself out of bed for these few mornings; I wish I could stay in bed longer for I had not enough sleep and rest for the past semester. The biggest problem now is that I have more input than output, where I’ll snack a lot and exercise very little. All the exercise I have is just during my taekwondo training sessions. How on earth am I going to be fit enough to get back into the ring to fight?
Next, will be my piano. I chose a number of songs, which are meant for research and also to expand my repertoire. Song improvisation is more for entertainment purpose, letting me play the piano but not playing classical music. That would be a very fun and experimental thingy. Still, it is not fully achieved yet for I am not at home always.
Picking up reading as part of my holiday activity is quite appropriate. Somehow, I don’t feel like reading fiction for the time being (maybe I will when I am fully settle down for my holidays). I was in the book store with my mum the other day; I picked up a magazine which is full of Chinese words. That magazine dragged me down the drain, causing me to stop reading. Against all odds, I was smart enough to get another two copies of Readers’ Digest, and I am going to start with it later.
Of course, other than personal hobbies, I enjoyed being in the kitchen with my lovely mum, trying out new recipes of our own creation. Although it may not be as delicious as we imagined but we indulge ourselves in the process. Avoidance of oily and salty food is a must in our recipe, for we want a healthy diet.
All in all, I am really happy that I can stay home alone when my parents are out to work and my brother off to school, for I can spend all the time I have doing the things I want to do. When my family members are back, it will be time to chill out with them, gaining some knowledge out of our small but meaningful conversation.
As to make my life more meaningful, I had hell lot of plans for my holidays which had started last Thursday (for my last paper was on that day). In my mind, I had the overall, rough planning about the activities. Here is how it goes:
Exercise – Jogging, fitness training, kicks and movements of Taekwondo, demonstration skills.
Piano – practice more, do research on certain composers, improvise songs.
Reading – read more magazines and newspapers.
Cooking – try out new recipes, cook healthy meals for family.
Sounds cool, right? However, I had successfully achieved one only, while the others are just for decoration and to make myself think that I am very busy.
I just can’t pull myself out of bed for these few mornings; I wish I could stay in bed longer for I had not enough sleep and rest for the past semester. The biggest problem now is that I have more input than output, where I’ll snack a lot and exercise very little. All the exercise I have is just during my taekwondo training sessions. How on earth am I going to be fit enough to get back into the ring to fight?
Next, will be my piano. I chose a number of songs, which are meant for research and also to expand my repertoire. Song improvisation is more for entertainment purpose, letting me play the piano but not playing classical music. That would be a very fun and experimental thingy. Still, it is not fully achieved yet for I am not at home always.
Picking up reading as part of my holiday activity is quite appropriate. Somehow, I don’t feel like reading fiction for the time being (maybe I will when I am fully settle down for my holidays). I was in the book store with my mum the other day; I picked up a magazine which is full of Chinese words. That magazine dragged me down the drain, causing me to stop reading. Against all odds, I was smart enough to get another two copies of Readers’ Digest, and I am going to start with it later.
Of course, other than personal hobbies, I enjoyed being in the kitchen with my lovely mum, trying out new recipes of our own creation. Although it may not be as delicious as we imagined but we indulge ourselves in the process. Avoidance of oily and salty food is a must in our recipe, for we want a healthy diet.
All in all, I am really happy that I can stay home alone when my parents are out to work and my brother off to school, for I can spend all the time I have doing the things I want to do. When my family members are back, it will be time to chill out with them, gaining some knowledge out of our small but meaningful conversation.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Stupidity and emotions took over me last night. The magma in my mind boiling at more than 100C. The cells of ignorance just halted their production minutes ago. What is wrong with me? Can’t I just ignore and let it be?
In fact, it was not so good since the night before. I was glued to the television for it was live telecast of the women’s single finals of Badminton World Championship which was held in Madrid. At that same moment, there came a guest. As normal, my parents chit chatted with them, however, all of a sudden I heard shouts and foul language. Next, a big bang which sounds like the sound of the main gate. Then, a lorry drove away in a very rough manner. I was quite blur at that moment, after that I off the television and slipped back into my younger brother’s room, trying to ignore anything that happened.
Being happy that everything was over by the next day, I decided to have a long nap, just to pamper myself and boost myself up to study. Things did not end with my peaceful nap. Two cars collided at the junction of my house due to the recklessness of a youngster. I was quite annoyed. (Imagine half way through your peaceful little nap, someone scared you up.)
That night itself the tragedy happened again (which can be considered as the after-effect of the two incidents above). I started the ‘engine’ again. I was overwhelmed by those harsh words till I did not even think of the consequences before igniting the ‘engine’. I regretted so much. I was in tears. I hate myself for being as reckless as the driver. With guilt n dread, I tried to fix the ‘engine’ back into pieces as a way of saying “Sorry…” It did not work out though. I could not imagine how it would be without my ‘master’ with me.
I really love this ‘engine’. I really do. He does not know how to express himself well, I can understand. I did not mean to hurt him for the second time. It was just an act of stupidity. Sorry…
In fact, it was not so good since the night before. I was glued to the television for it was live telecast of the women’s single finals of Badminton World Championship which was held in Madrid. At that same moment, there came a guest. As normal, my parents chit chatted with them, however, all of a sudden I heard shouts and foul language. Next, a big bang which sounds like the sound of the main gate. Then, a lorry drove away in a very rough manner. I was quite blur at that moment, after that I off the television and slipped back into my younger brother’s room, trying to ignore anything that happened.
Being happy that everything was over by the next day, I decided to have a long nap, just to pamper myself and boost myself up to study. Things did not end with my peaceful nap. Two cars collided at the junction of my house due to the recklessness of a youngster. I was quite annoyed. (Imagine half way through your peaceful little nap, someone scared you up.)
That night itself the tragedy happened again (which can be considered as the after-effect of the two incidents above). I started the ‘engine’ again. I was overwhelmed by those harsh words till I did not even think of the consequences before igniting the ‘engine’. I regretted so much. I was in tears. I hate myself for being as reckless as the driver. With guilt n dread, I tried to fix the ‘engine’ back into pieces as a way of saying “Sorry…” It did not work out though. I could not imagine how it would be without my ‘master’ with me.
I really love this ‘engine’. I really do. He does not know how to express himself well, I can understand. I did not mean to hurt him for the second time. It was just an act of stupidity. Sorry…
Friday, September 22, 2006
Da casualty in d Engineering Maths Test 2 Crisis was devastating. It was yday afternoon. I was walkin up d stairs of The Faculty of Engineering Building with heavy footsteps, doubtful 2 check my results for i know that i'l cry if i fail this test.
I was lucky enuf dat i din fail. Lookin at d bright me, it was sad too 2 c sum of my frens who din get 2 pass. N this bring my mind bak 2 d day we took d test. Da whole bunch of us decided 2 sit at d last row of d exam hall, i was cool with it not until i found dat my fren's were cheatin in d exam. I dun mean 2 point fingers towards any1 out there.I admit that i did supply answers 2 them, which i felt dat it was reli so stupid of me.
Thn lookin at d results, i found dat those who din reli study got better results than those who put in dozens n dozens of effort.Y must it be so unfair?Mayb folks out there will say dat it's up 2 d studyin style of individuals, wether they study hard o smart. But i knw dat sum of those who got gd results take things 4 granted, n i reli hope dat they wil look bak n tink bout it. Is it ur true result? Not 2 say dat u r sorry 4 others, r u sorry 4 urself? What r d consequences of doin so?
Remember, there r certain things dat u hv 2 pay n sacrifice in order 2 hit d target. It's not mere luck. Ur lucky star won't b shining bright 4 long if u stay on with dis attitude.
I was lucky enuf dat i din fail. Lookin at d bright me, it was sad too 2 c sum of my frens who din get 2 pass. N this bring my mind bak 2 d day we took d test. Da whole bunch of us decided 2 sit at d last row of d exam hall, i was cool with it not until i found dat my fren's were cheatin in d exam. I dun mean 2 point fingers towards any1 out there.I admit that i did supply answers 2 them, which i felt dat it was reli so stupid of me.
Thn lookin at d results, i found dat those who din reli study got better results than those who put in dozens n dozens of effort.Y must it be so unfair?Mayb folks out there will say dat it's up 2 d studyin style of individuals, wether they study hard o smart. But i knw dat sum of those who got gd results take things 4 granted, n i reli hope dat they wil look bak n tink bout it. Is it ur true result? Not 2 say dat u r sorry 4 others, r u sorry 4 urself? What r d consequences of doin so?
Remember, there r certain things dat u hv 2 pay n sacrifice in order 2 hit d target. It's not mere luck. Ur lucky star won't b shining bright 4 long if u stay on with dis attitude.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Da moment of 'excitement' arrives, increasing the produciton rate of hormones namely 'nervous' n 'panic'. Why do we hv 2 face examinations? Dis make me tink d purpose of studyin so hard. For education? For results?
Finals are around d corner already, however, d atmosphere is way too different from malacca.I can sense d urgency of it. Ironically, my muscles are not movin, not willing 2 reach 4 my notes. I feel damn guilty for this.
"Come on, irene!", d phrase keep on comin, too bad ruined by d devil inside me."Nvm Irene!u stil hv plenty of time!", dis was wat it says.
Studyin in Malacca n Cyberjaya is reli different. The intensity is at a different level. Of coz, the stability of mood is oso at a different level. Thinkin logically, it's stil up 2 myself, all i can do is 2 force myself 2 study n revise. I know dis sounds like torturing myself, doin d things dat i dun like. I jz hv 2 find fun out of studyin n revisin.
Folks, hv any remedies 4 laziness?
Finals are around d corner already, however, d atmosphere is way too different from malacca.I can sense d urgency of it. Ironically, my muscles are not movin, not willing 2 reach 4 my notes. I feel damn guilty for this.
"Come on, irene!", d phrase keep on comin, too bad ruined by d devil inside me."Nvm Irene!u stil hv plenty of time!", dis was wat it says.
Studyin in Malacca n Cyberjaya is reli different. The intensity is at a different level. Of coz, the stability of mood is oso at a different level. Thinkin logically, it's stil up 2 myself, all i can do is 2 force myself 2 study n revise. I know dis sounds like torturing myself, doin d things dat i dun like. I jz hv 2 find fun out of studyin n revisin.
Folks, hv any remedies 4 laziness?
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Yee...ha! Finally i'm usin this 2 blog rather than usin friendster. Honestly, it had been long long time ago since i've updated my blog in friendster. That's y i decided to create a new blog here.This, i hv 2 thank all table 6 member too, for they r d ones who kept on buggin on me, askin me 2 start a new blog here.Thanks guys...
Folks out there, my language may not be superb or fancy enuf...but i'l try my best 2 express myself here.hehe...
This is an introductory only...In future, there'l b a lot of blogs decribing my life here in Cyberjaya n sum special events happenin around me.Table 6 members...let's keep in touch in dis way although we can't meet up everytime.
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