Bloggin again?

Bloggin again? This time, going mobile! Had my new handheld and suddenly the freedom to reach the world came right back to me. I would say, its my greatest gift and I am happy to spend for this handheld.

But would this habbit sustain for long? Nobody knows, not even myself.

Xoxo

Shall HamT@RO be Me?

Why was I even affiliated to that name at the first point? Bring me back to the day when I was first called that name. Was it becoz of my bedsheet? Or was it just...ME?

I do not mind.

Hi guys! It has been a while since my previous post but I am STILL here. Just that I find facebook its kinda easy to update and operate, despite the lack of privacy there (Ahem ahem).

Alright, updates. Nothing much to be proud off. Just busying around with my FYP and Design Projects. Next to come are all the presentations. Aiyoyo...

Owh ya... Baby Victor is finally here, and officially, my shares market back at home has dropped by 70% as all the family members are currently investing on him instead. Sad and happy, 'rojak' feelings.

Till then, I guess I won't be updating my blog as frequent as my facebook. So add me in facebook yeah! DO IT RIGHT NOW! Uploaded some alluring pictures over there. Nyeh nyeh nyeh.... Cheers people!

Top 10 conversations in a funeral.

I have this thing about me previously, I am funeral-phobic. Hence, the only one I’ve ever attended to was my great-grandmother’s, even that I was merely 7. But I had to attend one which was my grand-aunt’s last week. I packed my bags and completed all my assignments before the week was over, and headed back to BM. As I arrived, my sadness overcame my fear. There were heaps of people in the funeral as their family are kinda being the ‘aristocrats’ of Penang, many people knows them. However during the funeral, I heard conversations that I don’t even know whether it is right or wrong. Why don’t you guys decide for me.

10. “Sorry for your lost. Hehehe…”

9. “Eh, long time no see ar, how’s business?”

8. “Wah… Your son so big ady ar?”

7. “Eh, eat already or not, there got Kari Mee ma…”

6. “Eh... You gave how much for the donation ar?”

5. “Eh eh… Chief Minister is here la… Faster go shake his hand la. Once in a life time opportunity!”

4. “Eh, my photo is on the newspaper beside the Chief Minister.”

3. “Eh, I wonder how much the pay for such grand funeral ar? (Gossip gossip gossip)”

2. While putting on a small piece of coloured cloth on the shirt as a symbolism of mourning, “Wah… you naik pangkat ar? Hahahaha…”

1. “Eh, what is the last 4 digit of the death certificate ar?”

I am left speechless!

Student ONLY.

Rector once said, "Every student should check elearning for notices in a daily basis". Were lecturers excepted??

If I could stop this moment.

If I could stop this moment right now,

I would,

For I long for a great moment,

That would stay forever and ever.

If I could stop this moment right now,

I would,

For I need to rest,

And wake up without any worries.

If I could stop this moment right now,

I would,

For it is meaningless the next few seconds,

And my life seems to be out of place.

If I could stop this moment right now,

I would,

I know I could not,

Thus I pray,

Please bring me tomorrow,

Sooner than yesterday.

Of respect and being respected.

I do not know why but only in this final semester of my undergraduate studies, that I felt so close to my family. I am the one who are not keen to go back hometown once I am in UTP, just that the hassle of catching a bus and the long hours of traveling, I really prefer to be in campus and spend my weekends playing squash. But things have changed now…

The whole Malaysia was in shocked 2 weeks ago when Yasmin Ahmad passed away suddenly. I managed to watch a tribute documentary by TV3 about her. According to her parents, she is a very obedient daughter who will call daily and ask her mum, :: “Mak OK? Mak happy tak? Mak kena happy ye…”. Well, its also clear when each and every movie she made are dedicated to her parents. Also, Adibah Noor added that its because of her tremendous respect for both of her parents that she has been given the gift of creativity and brilliant ideas for her production, in Malay, she calls it ‘restu ayah bonda’.

Perhaps it is true. Friends may come and go; some may even scold you words that your parents would not even dare to say to you. Spouse may quarrel with you and have their own opinions on some issues. Colleagues will gang up and leave you when you are no longer useful to them. Lecturers at times just give up hope on you when you screwed up a test. But parents, they are always there, whether you realize or not – they are there for you. In the times you need them most, they will forget all you have said to them, forgivingly love you, and will tell you the words you wish to hear. Isn’t it lovely?

Yew Boon Chuan

Sucy Mary D/O Irlan