I stand corrected

   and I thought I ONLY have three assignments since professional experience and contemporary education issues are basically the same subject. But HELL NO! I stand corrected. yes they are both under one subject but they are two different assignments. Oh, Viv and Vanessa, why do you really have to do this to me? I had been very calm knowing that I have three assignments which are still a lot but I think I can manage. now, realising that I actually have four assignments, I don't even know which should I start first. busy, busy, busy. yet, I still haven't start with anything and I dare to say that I'm busy. it's very depressing now. but I know, once I've finished with my assignments, the feeling is rewarding. but in the meantime, have to juggle with all these assignments.

meine short break

   It is still my spring holiday (a month holiday) but I had to shorten my holiday (when I say shorten it means, shorten my stay in Germany) due to the awaiting piled up assignments. Assignments banyak macam dah nak buat master lagi. 4 different assignments and each have to be up to 3500 words in length. berpeluh otak ni memikio. belum start with the writing lagi. Oh God, help me. give me some strength to carry on. The short stay in Germany was worth it somehow. Since I need to start all my written assignments in which if to be calculated will be more than 10 000 words, I will not proceed with any story telling here and let pictures do the rest (as if people really wanna read it).

I don't even know the name of this place but it's nice

awesome oo munich! (jakun)

pagoda

english garden

omputih memang suke berjemur.

danny robocop

munchen at nite

donau, deggendorf

"what my father always says"

   well, a strange way of starting an entry but I promise, it won't be a long one. this entry is specially made for us, the finger pointers. why I say us? cause whether we realised it or not, sometimes we tend to point fingers to others when things happened. and yeah, sad to say, I think I might had been that person before. (not very sure but I usually try my best not to be so judgmental). 

   when someone came to you and told you this and that, what had happened to him or her and this one person did this to her or him. what do you usually do? especially when the story teller is someone so close to you. I think I know. "oh, that Blender!" or "that son of a hamster!" (I'm not saying that everybody says that but, you know what I mean kan?) people usually tend to take side. and the question is, whose side are you on? usually and definitely the one who is close to you and the one who opens up to you. true? unless you are the kind of person who can think maturely before judging others. well, listen. here is what you should do. stop blaming anyone. you only listen to one party, how about the other party. don't you think that it is unfair? and if you know anything, maybe you should never get involved. yes, you can listen to them but that should be just about it. ask me why? hear what my father always says, 

" It takes two to tango."

   it's not just a matter of one person, both should have equal responsibility for things that'd happened. I know, it's just too good to be true. *wink*

the weirdest dream

   I had the weirdest dream today. come to think of it, I think it was horrifying and terrible. long story short, I was at this one camp, more or less like the national service camp (I've been to one when I was 17). but it was quite strange that most of my friends there were my friends from my primary and secondary schools. me and my besties went for kayaking. all of a sudden, I wondered how we'd managed to do kayaking on the ground instead of in the water. I was sitting at the front and tell you the truth, it was the worst experience ever. We rowed the kayak on the ground and oddly, around a lake. and why we didn,t row the boat in the water? that I found very bizarre. Then we had an accident in which the boat hit a rock and we were all thrown out of the boat. and did I mention, the lake we were circling had crocodiles inside?? so, as we fell, one crocodile went after my friend because we were running to different directions. and while running I thought I was in the safe zone. well, not quite. because I happened to run passed a tiger's field. and indubitably I tried my best to run and at the same time make sure that the tiger didn't see me. I was lucky though. however, that was not the end. I was so tired from all the running and escaping that I took a rest on a green. it was a safe place because it was full with other campers. abruptly, I saw four people carrying something on a piece of white sheet and there was this red liquid dripping from the sheet. as they got near, I just couldn't believe my eyes with what I saw. they were actually carrying a dead baby! how cruel was that? but they weren't the people responsible for the death. they were just some people who were working for the forensic. then I looked at the baby again and I was so sad because I just didn't understand why there were people out there who could harm an innocent child. what a shame. and well, the disturbance woke me up from my weird dream.

lenses make me look pretty??

   What do you think? yes! they are wonderful. they don't cover your pretty eyes, isn't that right? definitely understand! I myself prefer lenses. but mostly because I think glasses make me look a bit older a few years and it ruins my scarf! You see, it's very important to us girls to make sure that our scarves are comfortable and most importantly, 'jadi'. Now, back to the topic. people nowadays love to wear contact lenses. and I don't think most of us realise how dangerous these seem-to-be-harmless things can do to us. nay! not just irritation, lenses can also cause blindness, people! true! it is very essential for us to let the oxygen go through our eyes. whenever we wear lenses, we are actually covering maybe about half part of our eyes from oxygen. in short, it means oxygen in eye area is reduced by half. get it?? even the best fitting contact lens causes a compromise of the oxygen supply to the cornea. When a contact lens is in the eye, not as much atmospheric oxygen gets through to the cornea as compared to when there is no contact lens on the eye. Over a long period, too little oxygen is not good. I'm not very sure how to put it best but I can tell you, I've read a few articles and it is irrefutably true that lenses deprive cornea from enough oxygen thus this sure will interfere our visions. so, what can we do contact lens' lovers? Don’t wear your contact lenses all the time. It’s important to give your corneas a regular “oxygen break”. and when I say "oxygen break", it does not mean that your corneas need to take a break from taking oxygen but it's the other way around. get what I mean? I'll assume you do. *smileee* so peeps, if you are just hanging around your house, give your eyes a break, will you? there's no need for contact lens at this time. *wink* 

future lies ahead, past lies behind

today is 23 March, 2011. I realised, how time flies. I'm going to be 22 years old in June. technically I am already 22 I guess. It has been almost two years since I first stepped my feet in the UK. exams coming soon. and I'm going back for good next year. then I'll have another one more year to finish my study in Malaysia before I'll officially become a teacher. In two years time, I'll be a working person. no longer a student. Gosh. that's very very fast. I still think that I'm still my parents lil' girl. really. If you ask me, I really don't wanna grow up. I fear the world. I fear what future holds for me. Dear God, please lead me to the right path. I'm all mixed up right now. I miss home, I miss my family. and I miss Danny. It hurts. I don't even know why I'm feeling down out of the blue. I need my vacayy I guess. I'm just so scared. one more thing, dear God, for what You have given me, please change me for the better and thank you for the love You've blessed me and my family with.

I loathe my writing!

   It's been awhile since my last post. I've been very busy lately and still am right now. remind me why do I have to study again? Good God! assignments after assignments. an awful lot of assignments. seriously, tiring. but it's my own fault, can't really blame anyone else. I was so lazy to start my assignments earlier. now, I'm regretting my it. I wish I could turn back time and undo things. yeah right. I might still be me. procrastinate. that's the word! btw, I'm pissed at myself. I am still not a good writer. I still can't produce a stupendous piece of writing. seriously, what is wrong with me?? *pffttt* why can't I improve? well, 1 thing for sure.I am not constant. my writing, to be precise. they were never the same. sometimes, I myself am impressed with my piece of writing. However, some other time, having read my writing makes me want to opt to suicidal. exaggerating. but, you get what I mean right? *bad mood*