Showing posts with label venting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label venting. Show all posts

Demonstration? Education!


Source: The Nut Graph - Is the march really necessary?

Let me put it upfront -- I do not support open demonstrations.

Today marks a historical event where Malaysians everywhere decide to show their dissatisfaction towards the current obscured election procedures. Thousands of citizens went onto the streets of major towns and marched towards the Merdeka Stadium to demand for a "cleaner and fairer" election. More info at bersih.org.

It was indeed heartening to find that the citizens are now voicing out their hatred towards bias election processes that may have happened in the past. Yet, while we all know in our head that Malaysia is a country that doesn't validate the freedom of speech and of expression, these demonstrations are basically illegal when it comes to the face of law.

Suppose I am not siding any of the parties, movements, or organizations. I am speaking as a young Malaysian who decides to stay at home just so that he can see the incident from the third party point-of-view. My question is, how effective is this demonstration going to be?

Whether or not the Government is going to take into considerations the eight demands as stated by the steering committee of Bersih, the destruction and inconvenience this incident has cost to July 9, 2011's Malaysia is irreparable. The streets are blocked, the people are arrested, tear bombs were fired, and let's just cross fingers that no one get injured from this event. And it is only half past the afternoon of today.

If we call ourselves a developing country, we should act like one -- doing things in a civilized way.

I know many will criticize cowards like me who sits at home and watch the game, but let me tell you, I am not alone. There are millions of Malaysians who thinks today's march is totally unnecessary. At least people I know will ask me to stay home rather than going out to support such hazy demonstration.

At least 70,000 people supported the event today. If these 70,000 people can stay home and educate one of their younger ones how to be a person/leader of integrity in the future, then 140,000 people will make a better Malaysia...since the future does lay in the hands of the iGeneration -- Way more effective than marching on the road, eating tear bombs and getting into lock-ups.

I believe there isn't one great way to do certain things. And hence I believe that the demonstration today isn't the best way to demand for change.

All we can do now is to let God Himself judge the people involved. I pray for justice, peace and civilization.

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One-of-a-kind Weekend



There were so many "first times" that happened to take place this out-of-no-where weekend. I'm just gonna list them chronologically, and hopefully this will be one of the valuable lists that I would smile when I'm reading it at 55.

Friday
I got so fired up for the driver's test that I have been retaking since December - didn't even sleep well the night before. So, as much as I have expected, I passed! So there goes an awesome morning. Had a few front desk hours at the residence hall, then headed to conduct my final class survey with an introductory Psychology class. It went well, nothing much about that except to praise God for helping me throughout the entire data collection process (I have a sense that I will do exceptionally well for this research, ahem, we'll see).

After Cultural Cafe at two o' clock, the International Students Association met for regular business, then I headed back to my dorm to do some of the homework, it was almost 6 by then. At half past 8, Oliver, better known as the German, came to pick me up for the stadium cleanup. FYI, ISA volunteer for stadium cleanup in order to earn some funds.

So the fun part was the almost 2-hour cleaning session at our school's giant hockey stadium. Plus it was North Dakota vs. Men Hockey, the stadium was filled with people, and popcorn. It took 14 of us all the energy we had to swept away popcorns, chips, pop cans, bottles, ice-creams, and other junks. After the hard-labor, a few of us decided to just give ourselves a good treat and drove to the just-opened White Castle at downtown. Look at the photo and see how fun we've gotten. The night was worth all the hard work.

30 burger shots finished by three guys. Burrrrg! Thanks Bereket for the treat.

Saturday
There wasn't a lot of woo-haas for the day since I woke up only at 11 (it was considered very early for a Sat). So I completed most of my assignments in the afternoon, got a call from Saudi Arabian Magied and promptly decided to head up to Little Falls to meet Lois and Dick for their Winter Fun Day activities. Since our attendance weren't expected, we stopped only at the church for the Wild Game Feed. It was the first time I experienced such a man-only festive. The entire congregation was gentlemen, and some boys. And we ate man-food: turkey, beef, geese, elk, fish, and squirrels. I can't believe what I saw, it was so delicious and poor Anil, who is a vegetarian, had only mashed potatoes. I gained at least 5 pounds from the night feast, I guess!

Here are the men from St. Cloud, except Sue, the woman that all men need.

Sunday
Got up early for church as regular. The Minnesota Teen Challenge team presented themselves at the church service, and I was so touched by most of their experiences. Just as everyone was wiping their tears, nodding their heads in compassion, poof, the lights and sound went off. Then we realized, the entire Central MN are got a blackout. So we had the rest of the service in peach darkness, which was quite cool. After getting home from church, the elec. was still out and I've decided to sleep through it. I finally hear the noise from the heater again at 4:10 p.m. and that was my first blackout experience in the states. No lights, no heat, no internet, no flush in the bathroom. The residents were having some bonding time at the main lounge happily returned to their rooms when the electricity restored.

In sum, I love how much has taken place in three days. Sorry for the rant but I think it was worth the typing. Now all that I'm worried is that many facilities in the school were closed down at 3, and that I need to use a Mac and Adobe to layout ISA newsletter. Dang! There goes my plan to watch a class assigned film in the library tonight, too. Oh wait, the Student Union just re-opened! God sees our needs, Amen.

I love surprises. It is these kinds of little unexpected things that have made life beautiful. Cheerios!

Weekend Disease

Pro-cra-sti-na-tion seems like it is a weekend attack.

I really can't focus and start writing the book review that I am suppose to hand in by next week. Dead. I have definitely granted myself way too much freedom to be idle. Realized that my mind is not working as one with my body today.

Thank heaven that I still have this page that I can turn to when all else seems too bored for this typical Saturday. Wait, Saturdays used to be my busiest day of the week when I was still in the Brigade last two years. I should be grateful that I have more hours to myself, loitering around, doing nothing productive.


So, what are you doing, folks? If you are reading from regions outside of the United States, PM me at my email address so we can chat and be friends. I am looking to make as many friends from all around the world as possible. Well, basically everyone who shares the same passion in ranting via words and sentences are welcomed to join my fellowship.

OK, to reward your tolerance of my nonsense till this very paragraph, I'm embedding something I find very useful: The Secret to Steve Job's Presentations. Wait wait, don't frown. It is not your typical "lecture" slides but a guide that I believe will be very handy, especially to all of us who will at some point give a presentation. I followed the "tips" while making my case study presentation that I gave at a U.S. regional (midwest) RA conference just last month, and I was awarded the top three best presentations among 90 teams. I am seeing difference in my powerpoint slides nowadays. Hence I highly recommend you to check this out.

Right, now you have had the carrot, it's time you share this piece with your friends!
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Rotting as I rant

I had the little blessing to a short holiday, thanks to MLK Memorial Day. It was perfect to recover from the chaotic first week of school and the exhaustive day I had at Powder Ridge with the new international students.

May be winter break was too luxurious, I can't feel the "omph" for school nowadays. I just want to plug back into the motion of school life real quick before I wit from the desperation to go home - Malaysia. It is never too fun to sit in front of your laptop, with a pile of homeworks seated next to you, and you feel nothing about picking them up and completing them.

May be it is the distractions. I may have to reaffirm myself with plans and resolutions set earlier this year.

Probably a good downpour would wash away this paleness and bring forth more life.

"Oh God, please take away this laziness in me." As things get going, I just pray that better things are installed for tomorrows.

Even now that I am writing, I can feel that hissing noise from the quiet surroundings in my veins. I learned the importance of motivations and inspirations. I have been reinforced several times this week that inspirations are my main engine for life. It fuels my motors and gives them the power to move forward.

Alright, I need to look for some fuel now. Hopefully I can soon come up with something better than this piece of ranting. Ciao.

Pronounced an Eventful Day



It's been so long, since I packed my day with back-to-back occasions. So, I decided to put this into my open journal that I can refer back to it the next time me/someone else tells that he or she is "too busy." It also serves as a warning for people who loves to go to bed late at night. See how something bad is coming up? Read on.

Yet behold, this is going to be a long-dreadful-time-consuming piece of reading.

So my Tuesday began with Dave of my American family called in the morning to pick me up for driving practice in the snow. It was the first time every in my life that I had to drive on those icy, slippery roads. The ice-driving was okay, but a little more effort was required for parallel parking. So, there we took about an hour to drive around the town and practiced parking at the church premise.

When my two other friends from the university Christian Fellowship arrived at Dave's place, we proceeded to our main agenda of the day - remodeling Dave's basement. Since my dad is an expert in house renovation, I am not ashamed to tell that I am used to the "dirty jobs." And there we went for a few hours in the basement - from putting up the dry walls, to grilling, mudding (my dad used to call that 'plastering'), and finally removing the old and dusty carpet from the basement. And we finally called it a day after enjoying a few pizzas with the family.

Wait, that didn't sound crazy at all. Moving on, Kennedy, one of us asked if we want to stop by our friends' (Ariel & Mel) apartment for dinner. We did and had some delicious homemade spaghettis. The actual task laid ahead of the us was actually for the guys to help Mel build her new exercise machine. We thought it was simple in the beginning, Mel said an average guy will take about two hours to build that brand new machine. So we challenged it and said it will take shorter than that.


It wasn't long before we found it incredibly challenging to put everything together though there were three "strong" men and a box of tools. We noticed the box of tools didn't really help much so we drove Ariel's car to the new Wal-Mart at Sartell to get more tools.

To skip to the climax: we were listening to some nice Christmas songs on the radio, Kennedy and Ariel chatting occasionally, and Hola and I were resting at the back seats. Out of a sudden - we swear we've never seen it coming - the tires skited on a piece of black ice and the car went off-control. We all thought it was Jesus welcoming us to heaven, at that moment. And all we heard was everyone shouting His name in the car. After a few turnings - left and right, and left and right - we ended up ditching to the deep snows by the side of the road.

Thank God! No one's hurt and the car was stuck. While we were yet panic-ing over what just happened, God sent an angel. A self-proclaimed experienced man drove by and helped us to push Ariel's car back to the road and we moved on.

It was joy after that incident, we knew God was there protecting us. So, the shopping...blah blah and blah. We arrived back to Ariel's apartment safe and sound. We continued to work on the machine, and the last screw was tightened at 5:30 a.m. It took us 5 hours to put the machine together, 2.5 times longer than what an average man would have done so. But we were glad that we've accomplished so much for one night. And Mel now has to give us unlimited access to that brand new exercising machine. Ha!

Kennedy sent me home and I sled into that warm comforter at 5:59 a.m., set my alarm to blast at 9 a.m. And three hours later, I considered it a nap instead.


Wait wait, that isn't the end of the story - remember the sad part of the case? Here you go. I had my road test scheduled this morning at 11 and Dave came to picked my for practice around 10. We went a few rounds before arriving at the testing center. All procedures went pretty smoothly, and I prayed that God will grant me a pass on the test.

So I waited in Dave's car for my testing instructor, just like the other candidates parking along the reserved area. Similar to the Malaysian road test, I was supposed to show knowledge on the car equipments before driving off the road. Yes, I failed the equipment demonstration test. How funny, I actually fail before I drive. The reason being I can't find the 'windshield defroster" in the car. Sounds pretty acceptable because we don't event have that in Malaysia. Well, it was next to the aircond buttons. Well, I don't blame anyone because I didn't check the testing procedures properly online before I head for the test. I just hope that my next test, which is rescheduled to Jan 5, will be a better scenario. God bless me!

And so I dragged myself back to the dorm, put every part of my soul back together and now is sitting at the reception (working) and writing this piece of boring entry. If you have read till this point, you are really a great and faithful reader. I appreciate your time and concerns.

Well, people say "after a storm comes a calm." So I guess things will be much better after these incidents? So much for an eventful day!


P/S: I don't think the "fun" is gonna stop here, I am heading to Vegas on Thursday :)

Much blessings to you and your family, have a Merry Christmas and a Bumperful 2011 ahead!

Best wishes from MyLife | HisWay.


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Ranting alone



I am sitting at my dorm's reception/front desk now, basically doing nothing. Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code is resting on the left of my laptop and has been laying there since the past 120 minutes - not touched.

Still excited that there ain't no classes for the next couple weeks but I'm already feeling bored trying to earn some bucks, working at my dorm while no one is around. You can literally dance along the doorsteps and no human being is gonna care - but I'm not gonna do that.

Well, the break has been treating me great thus far. Nothing much exciting happened yet, but I'm definitely looking forward to the 5-day getaway this coming Thursday. Yea man I'm gonna leave St. Cloud for awhile, grab some cities air and dirt before coming back for New Year.

Something that I have been looking to accomplish this break, besides finishing up Dan Brown's work before New Year, is to dwell myself into more writings. I sense the need to keep writing so to keep my inspirations and ideas flowing. It does help to avoid writer's block when it comes to more rhetorical assignments next semester, if not keeping for myself an archive of written articles for the school paper.

And so this is just the beginning. Please alert me if there's any freelance writing jobs out there. I'm accepted by Demand Studio but their topics ain't what I am really into. So now I'm just waiting to hear from Suite101. Whatever it is, I would still love to write if your papers/magazines/publishers need ten extra typing fingers.

Till then, have a good one.



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How I wish.


Man, it's Halloween weekend and I am sitting right in front of my laptop, procrastinating on my preparation for the media law test this coming Wednesday. I have always talked about 'killer weeks,' well, this is one of those.

Monday - Presentation: Creative Brief for advertising and promotions.
Wednesday - Mass Media Law midterm; ISA Newsletter due for publication; Assignment: Layout & design for Popeye's Louisiana Kitchen newsletter due for Ad Design class.

In about 48 hours the longest month of the year would have been gone. Really can't believe that the semester is really creeping so quickly. Finals in 7 weeks!

I really can't afford to have second thoughts when it comes to finishing my homework, I need some motivation! Writing has been my best partner that is why I am coming to blogger at this hour. I need to prepare study notes for the Law test after this.

I really feel as it I'm trying to balance all the works in hand on a surfboard.

How I wish time would just pause, right here right now! Oh God, grant me concentration. May be this could help. I really need item three though.

Alright I better get back to work. Don't even bother this post because it is nothing more than ranting. Have a fun weekend, people (who are so free)!

Friendly advice: Don't get frighten, and wet your pants, in the haunted house!

Dealing with Failure: Persistence & Perseverance


Haven't tried this before but this is the first time I am actually writing from the school cafeteria computer stand.

With the noises behind me I'm roaming through websites, updating Facebook status and looking at some pictures posted by friends. The drizzling rain definitely doesn't help making my day. It brought so much emotions and feelings; may be this is why I love and at the same time hate rainy days.

Well I've been thinking about Persistence and Perseverance.

The 2P's aren't something that we talk about everyday. They are more like a long term goal: trying to be consistent with our performance and do not give up trying even if we fall down during the process.

Let's see, what are some of the things that always fail us in life? School grades? Parental approval? Sales target? Personal goals?

We can't control how most things turn out, but we can decide for ourselves how we want to deal with the results, agree? How we face the outcome depends on our sense of perception.


Take for example: when we fail to achieve the objectives or the goals we've set for ourselves or one's organization, how should we response to it?

Give up?
Or keep pushing on?

I know, "giving up" doesn't sound glamor at all. However, that is the easiest way out, just give me your consensus on that. Many a time we tell ourselves how hard we've tried reaching the set goals and we failed, quitting seems to be the closest button to press on.

However, what happens after we quit? Does the problem get solved on its own? Do you get to escape from all the blaming and criticism? Not at all!

The problem doesn't solved; you will be remembered for a lousy job. What's the point of quitting then?

Thomas Edison failed big time before he finally succeeded in inventing the electric light bulb. I'm not saying that we all should be as great as the inventors in the past. But, at least we don't want to be remembered as the "failer."

Be persistent: Continue your effort no matter what happens.
Be persevering: Never say die.

I believe as long as be keep the momentum going, perseverance will prevail. Do not let failure hold you back. Even if you fall, fall and fall over, stand back up, and keep going.


I remember what my band instructor told us: The hard you fall, the higher you re-bounce.

If you have given up something at this point, try going back and continue working on it. Remember, "no body trips over mountains. It is the small pebbles that cause you to stumble. Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain (author unknown)."

So, keep pushing on.

Inspired by an act of quitting of a dear friend.

Yes, killer week is back.

This week is just so very crazy.

As I'm writing, my mind is still worrying about my advertising principles test tomorrow. Things have been pretty busy and my weekly schedule is being filled up before every Monday. Assignments, meetings, job, leadership and responsibilities are sucking my energy up almost everyday.

Guess I really needed a breather.

Boom, it just crossed my thoughts that it is God who placed these assignments, job and responsibilities in our life.

Does God have any idea how much we are going through in life? How much tiredness we have to bear by the end of everyday; how much pain our minds have to undergo, does He have any idea at all?


I'm sure He does.

Then why did He make life so hard for us? He didn't.


Last semester, my acting class professor, Bruce Hyde, showed me the difference between busy, and stressed. He acted two possible situations of men who were assigned the same task. We can be busy yet attend to each task diligently. On the other hand, when we are stressed, we stumble through everything and see things like burdens, with a touch of anxiety. So, all we actually have to do is:
  1. Breathe. Always remember to breathe.
  2. Making sure we manage our time well, and
  3. Set forth our priorities. Such priorities, I believe, should be flexible.
God teaches us the values in life through the tasks He assigned to us everyday. True enough. If it was not for the tons of homework piling on our desks every week, we may not learn discipline. If it was not for the deadlines given by our professors, we may not learn planning/strategy. If it was not for the tiny amount of time we have to meet our friends, we may not learn friendship.


I am learning to slow down and rethink my situation. I want to take the best out of life. With that, I pray those students who are also stressed about school can take time to lay back and enjoy their lives.



We just need some colors in life, sometimes.

Cheers!

Rush

It's almost been a month. Things are picking up really quickly in life. Classes are going in full speed, schedule being filled up everyday, and everyone seems to be pretty busy with own life.


Anyone for a cup of coffee?

Slow down. Focus. There are things in everyday life that worth our attention. Some of these will never return once we missed it. So, take your time. My academic advisor said, "you're only young once, Jason. Enjoy!"

Also, I've been thinking of grad school. Not sure if it is too early to think about it. Though I have always wanted to move to another state, I'm still checking, St. Cloud State seems to offer the best cost for the course. Graduate assistantship and scholarships are more available here as compared to other institutions.

If you have any suggestions about which school has a good program for Mass Comm or Advertising/Marketing, do let me know. I'll appreciate that a lot.

Besides, there are so many wanna-do-things running in my mind: study abroad, local/international internship (Wall Street Journal has an opening), graduation, OPT, etc. I pray that God will really show me the way, in a more direct context.

I know, it seems like I'm rushing through school. But I can't tame the innate ambitious self. Gonna feed it with more desires and satisfactions. The more I feed, the more it grows. I am learning a lesson here.

"Life is always like that," wonder who taught my mom that. She never changed her messenger shout-out since she had her account. Now it turns out to be applicable here. I can't change what is going to happen tomorrow, but at least I can try my best to be positive.

Aiks, much ado about nothing but venting here. Need sometime to think and write something more constructive.

Thanks for visiting, though! Cheers.

Unforeseen Change


One more class tomorrow to conclude the first week of fall semester! I can't believe how quickly this went and how overwhelming it has been.

While I was thinking how life can be dry and smooth sailing sometimes, God stroke me with another surprising turning-point this week. I have always thought that TV broadcasting/journalism is my call and that I shall be anchoring newscasts as my future career. Well, things don't always turn out the way we perceive, do they?


I was enrolled into two major TV news reporting and production classes this semester. It went really well initially until I find it intimidating to work my way out in the newsroom and in front of the cameras. I find myself uncomfortable with the routine of a reporter/newscaster, not to mention, as a producer. Though all of these professions sound cool to me, I didn't find myself to be passionate enough to live out the career.

Just imagine turning up in the newsroom early in the morning, going out to shoot footage and conduct interviews, returning to the newsroom by noon to edit all footage and voiceover and sound-on-tape (VO/SOT), then featuring the newscasts by evening and re-writing the news stories to be published in the website - that's what a news journalist does for a day.

I know, though it sounds like a cool and never-boring job to get into the real world and work with people from all paths of life, I don't think I can live up to the demanding deadlines and pressure. I want a life for which I could spend time with people I love. So, a broadcast journalist doesn't seem to be my call anymore.


What I found appealing was advertising. Partially because of the recent internship I had with Creative Thumbprint, I was exposed to how an advertising agency functions. I prefer working with people who specializes in particular areas and do not like overt multitasking. Another booster for my determination to shift my emphasis is the position of advertising in the world. It lives in us. EVERY aspects of our lives involves branding, labels and images.

I thank God that He helped me with the decision making process though I almost broke down today. I also want to thank my departmental advisor who's willing to spare time to tidy up my schedule plus overriding me into the right classes.


So, goodbye TV journalism, till then we shall meet. Hello, Advertising! I am so glad that this change came at the first week of class and I can still return those textbooks to the bookstore. God, you are just so great! Hallelujah!

With my minor studies in Communications Studies and Psychology, I now gear my splint towards the goal of becoming a branding and communication professional. Amen!

Cheerios!

Coming close: Anger vs. Tolerance


Since long, I haven't really tried asking myself be tolerate with circumstances so much like I did today.

I was really challenged by this "totally-not-my-day."

8:30 a.m. - Day started off not really good for me; not because I woke at the wrong side of the bed, but waking up with the wrong temperature I guess. Well, it doesn't matter much.

9 a.m. - Rushed over to the First Amendment Forum that was held in Atwood Little Theatre. Frankly, the food attracted me more than the topics of discussion. Nonetheless, I listened pretty closely because I am covering the event, both for the Chronicle as well as for my journalism class.

11:30 a.m. - After an hour and half sitting in the little theatre, I am to rush away to meet my partner from the COMM 230 video editing class to finalize the news video we shot on Thursday. It was totally irritating. Now, I hate linear editing. I don't know how people at the linear-editing-era survive without Avid composer. Plus the attitude my group mate has, forget it.

3:30 p.m. - Finally I can say "FINALLY." I am glad (I still am) that the project is done at last. I literally yelled it out in the master control suit at the TV station. Felt relief at that moment.

4 p.m. - International Students Association meeting, talking about Spring Festival that is coming up next weekend. Deco, I would say only 30% done, or may be less. God bless me as I have to wake up darn early again tomorrow morning to work on the stage backdrop.

Half of my Friday has past, nothing really exciting has happened besides knocking off a cup of orange juice in the little theatre, screwing up and redo-ing the news video, and a dump converting machine that ate my tape.



I can take it.

Still, I thank God, sincerely, that all are good at this moment. Hallelujah!

4 final exams. [0% in progress]
2 video projects. [50% in progress]
3 major papers. [60% in progress]
3 presentations. [70% in progress]
5 to-be-revise papers. [0% in progress]

I look forward for better rest tonight; and a better looking tomorrow!

iNsomniAc ReviSited


That night.

Immortal darkness covers this hemisphere of world,
Nothing, but the noise of the people somewhere out there,
Shouting words don't make no sense.
Only if they weren't drunk tonight.
My soul rest upon the plain-white screen,
Not knowing which next couple pages would worth the visit.
In the nets of cyber I struggle,
And lost...
Concealing into subconsciousness.

Roaring inside,
Easing outside.
Very-so discomforted,
In the mist of wondering if the
Stars are punished by the dark sky, hence
Invisible to mankind. And
To the best of me tries to
Emancipate self-deviancy,
Devoting life, to life.


If this could help...

Got time?

I'm just so awed that time could past so quickly and silently. Before I could sigh, it was already mid-March. April will creep in soon enough and then will come the time that I am on my way back to Malaysia for summer break (O.o) Yay!

Love it or hate it, we all have no authority over time. God designed the universe in the manner that everyone has the same amount of time each day, though some may have longer hours in the day or other wise.
Yet. We all have control over how we want to use time. I've once heard in a TV program that a character said, "Don't have time? Make time!" Well, very true. Everybody have their own business to mind each day.
Besides classes, studies and rest, what do we do with the remaining time we have?
I talked to the director of Atwood Memorial Center, Margaret Vos regarding the new coffee shop that was opened Monday at the East Longe of AMC, which has create a bit of woo-haas in SCSU.
I vividly remembered she said that "this is what college is all about, you hang out, and socialize; you meet people." Coming to think about my current lifestyle, I am a total ani-socialist! I realized how much I've become contented to my work and studies. I barely have time to just hang out. Oh, if the half-an-hour-lunch-break-at-Burger-Kings counts.

I thank God for the people in my life. I thank Him for friends from the Christian Fell0wships that I join as well as comrades from many parts of the world. Still, I don't live like a college guy right now. I don't talk very much to my roommate; I don't join any study group; I don't hang around the kitchen with most malaysians; I barely go to gym with friends; I do them all by myself. [Loner!]

I think I just need to make some adjustments to how I'm living right now. Sooner or later my mouth is gonna stink if I don't start chatting with friends.
Yawn. It is 10:42p.m. Just attend the LGBT film series and interviewed some of the audience for my story. I guess it's time to head back to my room and start working on my class papers [loner..echoing...].
At least, I felt good when I'm in Atwood. God has been so graceful that there's always computer(s) available to use each time I'm there. And I get better inspiration writing in such a quiet and big space. My room, is simply overcrowded with comfy stuff.

This post is pure venting. Thanks for your time if you did read till this point. But my main idea is that God is in control.
Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life? -Matthew 6:27
God reminded me not to be worldly.
Ok, Hakunamatata! See y' folks!

The worst nights

I have experienced the worst 2-nights I had since the last 180 days in U.S.

Headache and fever. I wonder if it is the changing-weather that is causing everyone to fall sick. My editor was sick, my friends (I know 3 of them) are sick, and more to come I guess. It was warm in the days and freezing cold at nights, my body isn't adjusting well then.

Anyways, I feel whole lot better today - no more headache, just a bit of sore throat and running nose. Feeling heaty too.

Today was a light day for me. Classes were interesting. I did some editing on my news video for the journalism class and had so much fun in acting class.



Even though it was not easy to memorize lines, I find it really enjoyable when my partner Cory and I devote ourselves into our characters. We were doing a war scene by the way. The moment that I will never forget is where we acted as if we were in the battlefield, so we crawled and rolled on the floor in Arena stage. After all, I finally understand how it is to be "ROFL," just that the "Laughing" part belongs to the audience.

Apart from these, my days going sailing pretty good. I'll have to interview 4 persons tomorrow for my stories. I am really glad to work with University Chronicle. I've learned to open up to approach people, even if I haven't not seen them before.

15 days left till Arizona Mission Trip!! I am excited. I will be serving in the Vocational Bible School (VBS) team, my expertise I guess. My team has to plan activities, bible studies and games for kids in Cibecue Indian Reservations. I am looking forward to this wonderful trip ahead.

Weekend activities: CNY Party at University of Minnesota (Minneapolis), DON JUAN Theatre Production, finish up all my homeworks/assignments for next week.

Till then, stay warm - think summer.

Killer Week




Feeling kind of frustrated today because I have not received replies on the emails that I've sent out, requesting for interviews. I hate waiting for emails, I am pretty sure on that.

Nonetheless, I am glad that the whole CA selection process is finally over. It was quite tiring during the workshops that are held in the evenings of Tuesdays and Thursdays for the last two weeks. The interview was today and I think it went quite well for me. It was a relaxing one, instead of a normally tensed environment. I will be notified by February the twelfth whether or not I will be hired as an CA for the next semester.

Looking at my fully packed schedules, I am wondering if I could split myself into many selves. So many things that I want to- and need to do at once. Covering news, attending appointments, interviewing professionals, writing assignments, reading materials, going to classes, attending fellowship meetings, not forgetting - feeding myself.

Snow falls somedays and in the other, the temperature rises. It is kinda hard to determine what "kind" of day it would be. Lovely, or ugly.



As I was tearing down the monthly calendar page of January, I'm attracted to the quote that is stated at the back of it.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.

I find it true. Let's fly, enjoy every moment, for none of them are reversible in life. Good luck surviving through the killer week!