My thoughts…..

Samelan 2009. I kind of miss it. Weird thing i wish i was there now. Last year was a weird experience. I didn't really enjoy it. But now i really wish i was there. Enjoying a week with Waheguru. Really missing it.

ridiculous ridiculous bull shit.... i have so many thoughts now that i am just speechless.. it all started off with this ridiculous story in Seremban it seems that during a wedding.... after half of the wedding ceremony the girl's skirt dropped and the groom and family left the wedding.... it sounds simple right... but it is soooooooooooooo ridiculous.... my question is WHAT IF THE GUY PANTS DROP WOULD THE GIRL LEFT? seriously lah i can't believe this happen...  to make things worse... when i heard this story..logically....  should you be sad for the girl... but the discussion was totally different... they blamed the girl.... i was just shocked.. thoughts were just flying in my mind... they said... the girl should hv made sure the skirt was secured.. the girl plan this to embarrass the guy... they left cause pictures/videos were taken.... etc it was just too much for me.... i didnt get it it was like i couldn't comprehend this... n to make it worse.....

why life... cant just be flat. no up or downs... just flat. normal. nothing. i hate up or downs... i can never stop thinking when the next bad thing will happen. i just wish it stays flat

I feel it is the best book after reading harry potter… It has a kind of… I don’t know how to express… but I was so into reading it that I just couldn’t think about other things if I don’t read it. I actually stayed up to 4 in the morning reading from 10 in the night. When I got up at 8 I just continue reading until 10. I just couldn’t stop. I think it was Edward and Bella’s relationship that drew me to the book. It was amazing reading them falling in love. They didn’t have to say it to each other at first but they just knew. It was so exciting to read about it. Spending time with them when they spent time together in the car, before school started, during lunch, after school, at night etc was just fun and exciting to read. When they were sarcastic to each other or when they were shy with each other, I found myself laughing, expression aloud. I felt like a friend rather than a reader. I think Stephenie Meyer did a very good job in her writing. But as I predicted, the ending wo...

friends... as we walk in life...we meet people... most of whom we call friends... some of them we love to keep some we just lose in our life which is sad actually... some who we wish we didnt meet at all... cause they make our life upside down...

I normally do this is December, when the new year is around the corner. But this time I decided that I should do it now… I found my 2008 daily diary… the one that I wrote what needs to be done on daily basics…A few thing that I realize I do.. Plan what I have to do when it is already last minute.. I write people’s birthdays.. Have last minute changes cause I don’t start my work fast… Typical of me… As for year 2008.. I realize that it was a very tough year for me… It started off with my last semester in UM.. The last few months of my 6 years – long course. It was coming to an end. It all happened so fast. I barely realized what was going on… with mix feeling.. sad to leave friends.. happy that I am going to work soon… afraid where I am going to be posted… weird period of life… In middle of it (February) was Mahes’ brother’s wedding… a great time but had to end in a bad memory.. something that would be hard to forget… but moving out…. Then my last few weeks of my course were terrible...

coming to sabah has made me realise that respecting each others differences is a simple issue.. here they dont really look at what race they are...but i am not saying that it doesnt exist. it does but subtle.. as for me... it thought me to see my surrounding differently. but old habits die hard. i am prejudicial i cant help it.. as far as i recall i hv not been subject to harsh racial discrimination but i do have my fair share of experience... but i guess i was thought to learn to live with it.. to just accept it n move on.. but here it is different. here u will be able to see different races and even religions in a family... it is very complicating... like a web... but i realize that they see each other for who they are. each member gives n takes. they are able to understand each other without much trouble.... but reflecting on myself... i just cant seem to run away from it... it would be a general stattement to say that those from peninsular are more racist... but i think it is true....