Went back to sg for the last weekend. Yeah, after two weekends of trips, I get to go home before the exams started and before I had to stay back for Pahang and Tioman.

My Neng gave birth to four cute tiny kittens!!! And she is one loving mama cat! Couldn’t leave her kittens even for a minute. And the kittens were rather naughty despite not opening their eyes yet, always looking for their mother for milk and just crawling over one another! My Myek, the papa cat were as stoopid as ever, not caring much.

Got to watch X-Men III – The Last Stand, and believe, I couldn’t stop talking, commenting throughout the movie. It was an action-packed movie, no doubt, more blasts and kicking asses with a number of cool mutants showing their gift like Pyro and even Storm who actually shown her ability to really fly and who could forget Phoenix!!! Her act of goddessly destroyer gift is powerful. She could actually manipulate molecules of the human body and destroy them. BUT the shocking scene was that the oh-so-fatherly Professor X died!!! While trying to mind-battle with Jean Grey the Phoenix! That was the moment that I actually exclaimed WHAT?!! at the theater! And I guess I voiced out everybody’s sentiment because no one actually shushed me out! I was like Prof X died? he cannot die, there’s no xmen without prof X, what is going to happen to the rest of them??? I couldn’t stop whispering to my sisters.

And Cyclops only had a few minutes of screen time, he cried, he cold shouldered Wolverine, a few blasts of his rays at the lake, kissed jean grey and that’s it. He could be another powerful mutant who could easily helped won the battle. It’s too such a waste that he died early! And Rogue!! No action at all. NONE. She’s supposed to be the one who likes to fight!! But she left. Stupid girl! Angel was cool but exceot for flying around new york, he only saved his father at the end of the battle between Magneto’s mutants and the Xmen.

Other than these, Xmen 3 is a kick ass movie!! For a much anticipated blockbuster, it covers the flaws and lackingness with it’s soundtracks and special effects, blasts and flights, going through walls and ice versus fire, COOL. It’s worth going back to SG and watched it with my family.

forgot to mention that at the moment I’m having sore eyes and by right, I shouldn’t be at campus at all, but I’ll miss my girls and I had a test today which I dread to miss it.
But I have eyedrops which have o be taken every three hours and seemingly, my left eye looks better today.

If last two weeks I went to Melaka for the weekend, last week I got to go to LANGKAWI!!! And this time, I truly enjoyed the whole trip and the programme.

It was a motivational camp organized by the BRCs of Block F and D, and as an MRC, I felt I should give them my support and join the programme even though we had to pay RM30 as the fee. But RM30 for a three-day stay at Langkawi is more than worth it and I did not regret it, despite having two ‘schoolworks’ that need to be done. My first time boarding a one hour trip ferry. Thankfully didn’t get any seasick. And the island is beautiful, majestic mountains, and padi fields as far as the eye can see. A really beautiful tranquil place except for the heat.

The camp was for primary six students at Sekolah Kebangsaan Kedawang and I was appointed as the head Facilitator Coordinator, so I have a number of facilitators under me, all of them cool guys and gals. And as the head, I do not have my own group of adik2 but I mix around with most of them and I was rather happy that they remember my name better than the others. Well I did ‘control’ the floor for a few times when PC or DnT was not around, like taking over the mike after Mdm Noraisah gave her short talk on ‘the secrets of success.’ A committee overheard the fellows and principal commenting on my ability to have the adiks’ attention. Well, have to say I’m rather relief that they are ok with my performance. I guess, I forgot all about nervousness and my ideas just flow through when I’m in front of the adiks, not short of ideas, considering I was not trained as a facilitator and my ideas mostly based on my few experiences of facilitating, but my team of faci-s are all regular faci-s so they more or less know what needs to be done, I don’t have to instruct too much, they know better.

Of all the programmes that we organised, I really feel that the slot DnT had which I had a part, was the one that attained its objective to give some hard realisation to the adiks. I will always remember that Saturday night, the adiks were given some serious talk by the head of DnT who, since the first day, had this brutal characteristic. All my adiks were crying so hard I started to worry about them, and then we had someone saying prayers together with the adiks and poems that really touched the adiks and made them cry even more. But that’s the aim, to make them cry and realize.

Other than that, made some new cool friends, like the PC guy who’s actually my course-mate but never been seen before. A very friendly jovial person and already like a good friend to me. And he helped alot with the facilitating, since he’s the trained one. And the junior faci who is sooooo like Ady Putra, the actor I had a crush on. And even that, I didn’t realised the similarity until one of the adik pointed that out and I was like, YEAH you look like Ady putra!! And new strengthened sisterhood with fellow brcs and exmrc.

On Sunday, went to some popular tourists spot, not the resorts though. Went to Makam Mahsuri, at last I got to see that place. Beras Terbakar and Pekan Kuah which are more like shopping areas. Didn’t bought much, except for chocolates and small souvenirs for friends.

Seriously, I ‘m going to remember this trip forever. I really love it.

Just finished class and have 30 minutes to spare before going to pasar malam with the girls.

For those who didn’t know Mekar is the name of the programme my mrc is planning with mahallah uthman, which as it seems now, not so blooming, with so many internal conflicts, pressures from others, too many work to do within a SHORT time and hurt feelings among committees. And the things is, I always received unwanted and unexpected messages at inappropriate times.. while I was engrossed in class and someone smsed with resigning from the programme, when I had just step afoot in IIU, another smsed she’s having family problems, could she resign? or when I was trying to complete ASSIIUM job and received some disturbing sms about Mekar meeting. It’s just stressful and intimidating up to the point of me resigning from this unMekar! And I can’t show it, just because I’m the leader for the girls’ side and so many of us are already showing signs of disappointment and dispirited, I have to be the face of strength for them and I just don’t know how I can convinced them when even my heart is not really into it.

And I pity brother director himself because he faces some stress himself. I just hope this event goes well. I really do pray.

It’s my lovely sister Nuri’s birthday today but I can only send her an sms wish. I bought a birthday card which I wanted to send to her but the cost of the stamp here is ridiculous, almost to 3RM for a card, which, they find it necessary to weigh!! Well, another reason I couldn’t send the card was, absent-minded me forgot to bring my precious purse and so, unable to pay for the stamp!! Yupp, Seri me forgot to bring her purse.

That was last Friday. No class. Went to campus with a few things to settle such as registering for driving class, return overdued books, have lunch, send the card and after walking under the scorching, scorching terrible heat and already sweating despite just a few minutes outside, and I FORGOT TO BRING MY PURSE!! Found that out at the post office when I was just going to pay for the stamp, and I even had the nerve to look for my Bank Muamalat ATM card, thinking I could at best, took out some money, but SERI, your CARD IS IN the purse! What luck.

That’s on Friday.

For the weekend, I went for a trip to worshipping places at Seremban and Melaka, a trip organized by IRK Society. It’s free so why not?? I won’t talk on the downsides of the trip such as unfriendly committees and the oh-so-embarrassing English-spoken and the uncomfortable bus and some unwisely time-managed.

For the first time, entered a Hindu Temple, saw rites that the priests (especially a one handsome young priest) carried out, the idols and a very friendly and informative conversations that we had with the guides. Just nearby was gurdwara, a Sikh temple, which was a very simple building without the intricate wall carvings and idols of a hindu temple. Got to catch a glimpse of the Guru Granth Sahib, their holy scripture, and a talk about Sikhism, very much like what I’ve learnt in my Studies of Religions class.

The temples were at Seremban, late noon, we went for Melaka which we reached there at around 6pm. Had dinner and the likes. We went to the Portuguese Village, and my goodness, this is a community of portuguese, but they look very much Malay, because of generations of intermarriages, still with some European features like sharp noses and deep eyes. Nothing much there, just a brief talk on the portuguese community, and a little museum. Most of us were already exhausted from the journey and not much enthusiasm to enjoy the place.

The next morning, went to St Frances Xavier, another first for me, to enter a church and observe the mass that was held there. My hairs kind of stood up during the eucharist ceremony, when the bell rings to signify the change of the wafer into Jesus’ flesh and the wine to Jesus’ blood. It’s a catholic church and they preach love to the believers. It kind of soothes the heart and not exactly scary and weaird being in a church, but I rather sympathise with them, if only that love is for Allah. If only we muslims had this sincere love to Allah, as much as the christians believe they had for Jesus.

It’s making me reflect on myself and realise things I never did before. I did not regret joining this trip, making some new friends, and especially the knowledge gained.

Look like some kind of an equation but it actully stands for Midvalley + Masjid Jamek + Petaling Street. Went out with the girls + 1 guy and we had so much fun! At midvalley, some of us did some avril lavigne acts of rebel, taking phots with the mannequins, among the clothes, in a trolley, under table and stuffs!! We ‘ruled’ that day! haha! Try doing it in Singapore, and we could have another avril lavigne act of being chased by a security guard. But at midvalley, we kind of have this what the heck care attitude.

And window shopping always make my heart aches!!! I saw this lovely skirt which I fell in love with the moment I saw it!But of course it costs almost to a hundred ringgit.I still love the skirtand wish maybe one day I might get it, you see I don’t wear skirts but here is one which actually attracted me to want to wear one but I couldnt get it. Toooooo baaaaaddd.

Later went to Masjid Jamek because I am in need of scarves to match my dresses and baju kurungs!Got 3 pieces at less than 20rm, a good bargain lah. And ended up all the girls bought one new scarves as well!! hah! The real event of the day was the delicious scrumptuous dinner we had at masjid jamek! One of the best dinners I’ve had so far since we started this semester!!We had five dishes and we cleared them all clean!!!I’m getting hungry just talking about it!

And last of all, went to Petaling Street,one of the objectives was to check on other Singaporeans who might be there, and true enough, some of us met old school friends! I didn’t buy anything there, thought of getting a wristwatch but none nice enough to my taste.

Reached IIU just nice at 12 amjust before the guard closed the gates and once again, the girls had made life fun and non-boring!

I miss blogging!!! I have a lot of catching up to do in here. I have to say that for the first time in how many weeks, I have been quite busy with tests, readings, meetings and yes, hanging out with the girls!

Watched this Indonesian movie called Alexandria and never had we been so chatty and debaty throughout the movie. There was always something that one of us had to say at every scene!! Such a conflict the movie is! Watched the movie at Shasha’s room, and there was me, her, Qzai, Qadar, Aili, Syah spec and Kha. All of us had our own view. Briefly, Alexadria was about three friends, two guys and a girl who ended up in a love triangle. One thing that all of us do agreed upon was the typical nice girl, seemingly flawless even after an accident, getting both guys loving her and fighting over her, and she, the all nice-goody-two-shoes was actually rather conceited, not accepting that she played a major role in that conflict, but put the blame on the guys, and she was the victim. Typical. And the ending was, my goodness, some of us wanted the girl to die to end the conflict, and the rest of us quite like the unexpected turnout of the movie.

Nevertheless, we enjoyed the movie very much, considering that we can’t stop talking and relating to it sometimes in our conversations now. Another turndown was, the soundtrack was done by Peterpan but throughout the movie, the songs came out for just a mere seconds, we couldn’t even singalong to it!

Still love the movie, me personally, not sure about the girls. And the fact that I watched the movie with the girls made it more memorable.

A promise fulfilled. I had been promising myself to call the friend for a long time already once I was back in Singapore. I didn’t manage to do it during the semester break because of the fever and truthfully just plain lazy to talk to anyone, especially him, still with the worrisome feeling of something undone. And so I did call him last few days. It was a nice surprise that he picked up the phone and straightaway said my name! He recognized my voice amidst the rough voice that I had because of the coughing. I was really surprised. Let see, we haven’t been talking for almost a year and only a few short messages through friendster, and he still recognize my voice. It made me appreciate him more as the good friend. I’m touched.

He was fine and rather busy taking part-time classes, though at the moment feeling quite sick. I talked ALOT. There were so many things that I wanted to tell him and managed to some. I talked ALOT. 🙂 It really was a long time since we talked….

So anyway, it’s a burden relieved, felt so much lighter that I had called him and know, at least, that he is still the friend I know, the same guy I used to care about.