Friday, August 29, 2008

I am writing again some of the best quotes I've heard so far;

I believe that every right implies a responsibility; every opportunity implies an obligation; and every possession implies a duty.

In real love you want the other person's good. In romantic love, you want the other person.

An act of love that fails is just as much a part of the divine life as an act of love that succeeds, for love is measured by fullness and not reception.

What is terrible is to pretend that second-rate is first rate, that you don't need love when you do, or when you like your work, when you're quite well know that you're capable of doing better.

Some men worship rank, some worship heroes, some worship power, some worship God, and over these ideals they dispute, they all worship money.

Love is like war, easy to begin but hard to end.

Uncertainty and mysteries are energy of life. Don't let them scare you unduly, for they keep boredom at bay and spark creativity.

The man who does not work for the love of work but only for money is not likely to make money nor find much fun in life.

You are judged by the company you keep.

A person well-satisfied with themselves is seldom satisfied with others, and others are rarely satisfied with them.

No matter where or what, there are makers, takers and fakers.

We do not only love ourselves in others, but hate ourselves in others too.

You will always know a person in your life that interests you more than you can be told. A look, a gesture, an act, which to everybody else is insignificant tells you more about that one that you can.

Man are eternally divided into two classes; believer, builder, praiser and the unbeliever, destroyer and critic.

There are people who in spite of their merits disgust us, and others who please us in spite of their faults.

When you look for the best in others, you bring out the best of yourselves.

If you have never been hurt, you are not much good to the world.

At the party, I make love to a lot of people. And then I go home alone.

To all of you, loneliness is a doom. Yet loneliness is the very thing which God has chosen to be one of the schools training for His very own. It is the fire that sheds the dross and reveals the gold.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

3 Is A Job

The MGM crews and casts really had put up a show, it moved me and made me wanting to scream to them "THANKS FOR MAKING MY FINAL MGM WORTH REMEMBERING!!".

But I thought the MGM this year is a bit of a carbon-copy of last year's. Everything seems to be almost the same, but then again, they have to bear the same concept, so it's fine I guess. Again, good job to Nik Arif and team.

My thesis is.... (ok, I shall not fret about thesis anymore). My thesis is going fine, really...

I missed the Sneaky Sound System gig at at George Street yesterday. I need a personal assistant who can arrange my schedules and give me a flair ass-whooping kick whenever I'm not doing my school work.

French quiz went alright.

Somebody in Kansas City loves me.

God answered my prayers a few days ago. These people can never be like me. They're the flawless pebbles. I'm the flawed diamond. Which one you'd rather have?

On a different note, I looked extremely good looking in almost all the MGM pictures this year. Well, the ones I have in my facebook. I can never go wrong with shirts (statement berlagak).

Friday, August 22, 2008

I don't like it when I feel nostalgic at night. You know, nostalgic about the past, and over what I have come across. And nostalgic on what probably will never happen again. Stuff like that. Simple stuff.

If you guys haven't watched the Cheers Beer ad in youtube, you guys are missing on one of the world's advertising wonders. I don't plan to put it here, perhaps you can spare some internet credit and search for yourself.

I just watched Alvin and the Chipmunks, about 20 minutes ago. Maybe it's a good idea if I have a pet. A pet that talks, and messes up my room it one adorable way so that it won't be too tiring to clean things up again and again (I sound like a lonely spinster).

I often had dreams where I am sort of living my last day in Sydney. Somehow in the dream I saw Jaih waving me goodbye at the airport (I don't know why him, probably coz I had him picking me and sending me to the airport couple of times), and Rahman telling me to still call him during my work lunch hour, and Yamud telling me the next year will be so boring without me, and me telling Erin to look after UMNO properly. OMG I'm so POYO.

But seriously, I had those kind of dreams a lot. I guessed I've wrote about this hell lots of times, but I think I will have a hard time leaving Sydney soon. Not looking forward to that day.

I have cleaning work in about 3 hours, so I can't sleep. Can't afford to oversleep, waking up late and hearing the French merchant telling me to get 50 alarm clocks and place it on my nose or behind the door (???). He WAS furious the last time I didn't wake up on time.

On a wow-I've-done-something-new-today tone, I drove Izwan's newspaper van all over Pyrmont just now. I wonder he delivers newspapers with that van everyday. Sailing a yacht would have been a lot easier, I guess.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

9 More Weeks

I can see from my window that the person inhabiting the room across the block right in front of my room is watching Olympics Volleyball. There's so many interesting other sports to watch on TV now that Olympic is taking over our lives, why the hell do you have to watch Volleyball?

Oh, it's a girl, padanlah.

And yesterday, Dirah said that she saw a guy totally naked in his room across the block, but this time, from Bhozai's room. Pelik, sumpah pelik!

My thesis presentation is in 2 weeks time. *choked*. And I have a French quiz next week, and I'm still behind by 3 chapters in the damned French novel. September 2nd is the dateline for Renewable Energy HUUGGEEE assignment.

On the good side, I have only 9 weeks left in uni. But with all the workloads, 9 weeks seem forever.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

My American Pie by Don McLean

I wonder sometimes why is it that my mobile alarm clock snoozes every 9 minutes? Why not 8, or 7? Or to make things A LOT simpler, why doesn't it snoozes every 10-simple-fucking-minutes?

My thesis is giving me a pendulum ride of uncertainties. One minute, I know I can finish it, and get it all over with, and the next minute, I'll be wondering what is my topic actually all about, and could this be the reason I won't graduate with honours? Another 22 days before the thesis presentation. God, please help me.

I have HUGE plans for my summer break. But right now, I hate to even think about it, because when you thought about your favourite plans too much, they just don't turn real. For the same reason why you just have to drop your most favourite gadget, and of all places, it hits the hard cemented floors. For the same reason you can't wake up in the morning when you have the week's most important class.

I walked accross the Harbour Bridge again today, back from work in Kirribilli. THE only reason I'm still not switching to a new job is because this cleaning job makes me venture to more new suburbs. Did I tell you I enjoyed my 1 hour brisk walk from Woolloomoolloo to Newtown? That has got to be the highlight of my life. I lied.

And sorry Mr Grewal, I have lied so much to you in my thesis work. I hope you reward me with a High Distinction for that. Porsche aren't THAT great. Their advertisements are too philosophical and they always magnify stuff that is not worth it. It's ironic when the founder's name is shortened to Ferry Porsche (from Ferdinand Porsche), and the car he made rivalled that of Ferrari (often shortened to Ferry).

And Petronas, I hope to start working with you in May 2009, or better still make it June. I need a break from you around me, I've had enough. Please fuck the two towers, so there's gonna be a third. But still, thanks for spending half-a-million-fucking-ringgit for my tuition fees. I know I'm worth the trouble.

Thank you.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

the Knowledge Objects

I haven't had the chance to update my blog for a long long time, I know. For those of you who didn't care much, I'm sorry. And for those of you who considers yourself to be an avid reader of the Bygones, I salute you with a warm gesture; I'm BACK!

Recent events had made me realised that I can only count on myself. I had high hopes, but it didn't turn into reality. But I know I will survive this. Because I am not weak.

My winter break has been fantabullousrrififc! My best winter break, I dare say. But at the moment I'm too lazy to even blog about it, but to cut things short, I'm happy the way it turned out. Thanks to everyone who were part of it!

I want an even better results this semester. But as I am more than aware of, God give you what you deserve, not what you want. I'm all up to it.

And I will do what it takes so that I'll be able to carve a sincere smile on my face when I leave Sydney for good soon.

And I hope Faiz and Azalia are doing well in Malaysia. A few months left, and I'll be enjoying Malaysian food with you guys too =)