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1. No Man's Nightingale - Ruth Rendell
2. One Day - David Nicholls
3. The Door - Margaret Atwood
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Akatsuki: Nightmares & Dreamscapes
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My Little World
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Missing in Action
Friday. 2.16.07 8:49 am
I know I have been missing in action for quite some time but that was because I was sick and again last night. But yesterday was a happy occasion for me because I got to meet my friend and her boyfriend from New Zealand. And she also brought along a friend which was a surprised to me because I never anticipated her bringing her godfather travelling around KL...
Funny. Because I was having headache in organizing lunch for her because I know her boyfriend is not a great fan of Asian food and the way he was describing some chinese dishes on her's mum's 60th birthday, I could have guess that. So we ended up having lunch at the food court in KLCC. I thought of buying them lunch but her godfather insisted of going to the food court. No biggie for me.
Funny again. I asked her bf, my ex-housemate as well, what he wanted to have for lunch and he only replied fish burger from McD, and then I looked around in my surrounding because I'm actually spoilt by choices. I suggested him to get manybe like spaghetti o try to look around. But he insisted of having McD. I laughed silently.
I came back with a bowl of wanton hor fun and I swooshed it down hungrily. And then, he was looking into my bowl and comparing his burger and my noodle. I laughed. He said he would rather have something like mine than his burger. Duh ...
My girlfriend just laughed.
I have a lot of things to talk to them but constraint of time .... So sad. I was rushing back to office.
But it was great to meet them. Meeting them is better than not meeting them. Moreover, haha, I got to have lunch with one the actors from the Kopitiam series [a Malaysian sitcom], who happens to be my friend's goddad.
She's coming back!
Monday. 2.12.07 8.54 p.m.
OMG! She's coming back to Malaysia!!! One of my good friends who studied with me is coming back to Malaysia from New Zealand for Chinese New Year. I just can't wait to see her and her boyfriend who was my ex housemate. I just can't believe that I will be meeting her up this coming Friday for lunch and dinner. OMG!! I think we would not have much time to chat since her boyfriend is with us and also some other ex collegemates. Hmm.. I'm also having a headache what to eat with her since her boyfriend is much more fussy than me when comes to food. I might just kick him to the Haagen Daze counter while she and me have a good time in some chinese restaurant to have Yee Sang. Wishful thinking~
I just can't wait for her to come back.
Oh jolenesiah is also balik-ing kampung. Man .. I got no one to accompany me to celebrate Chinese New Year in KL. *Sob*
Saturday. 2.10.07 9.51 p.m.
Yesterday was extremely hilarious: jolenesiah and I got lost on the way to One Utama shopping complex despite being there once. We just couldn't recognize the road and we ended up in some rural areas. And then we asked for directions. And then we came out of the rural area only to realize we took the wrong turn; the turn we took led us to where we came from, which is my house. Being hungry and not wanting to have gastric for the both of us, we decided to get lost in some unknown business district on our left. Tada ... thank god ... this district has some food outlets so we just hopped into a Nyonya restaurant to feed our hunger. Despite located in some mysterious place, this Nyonya restaurant is frequented by many people and you just cannot imagine how clean and hygienic is the restaurant. The waiters really pour their strength into shining the tables. No joke.
Later, we decided to explore the district. We found McDonald down the road and a few boutiques. No joke. There were many customers in these boutiques except for McD because we didn't go over to inspect. Actually, we would like to but safety was our main concern since the streets were quite dim. But to our surprise, there were many cars trying to find some parking space. Might due to the open air food court there.
We spotted Starbucks at the beginning of the road so we headed there for some dessert. Jolenesiah had a mocha and I a rocky road. How I miss NZ's rocky road... Oh well, we just sat there for 2 hours until 11.57 p.m. We were quite shock to see that many people are actually coming into Starbucks at that hour but we decided to call it a day.
So long for our goals to be accomplished last night. We were supposed to go watch some she-wolf movie, have dinner, and drink like a fish for the night. We were just laughing all the way home to ponder what went wrong with our agenda. I guess we were just not meant to go drinking but meant to discover some mysterious town.
Don't stalk me because I'm smart!
Thursday. 2.8.07 10.20 p.m.
The last day of the peace conference was good with the closing of Tun Dr. Mahathir's closing remark because he just could make the audience laugh in the curtain of the world in a precarious situation. I send my salutation to him.
I went to the War and Crimes exhibition as well. The decoration was great though the area was small but the effort of putting it up is brightly shone in the exhibition. There were many interesting facts as well. I really enjoy my visit there.
But sigh, on the last day, I got to know this guy from the media who happened to have the same family name as me. No big deal. But with one problem. He kept on coming nearer to me as I moved myself away from him. This was repeated 3 times within don't-know-how many minutes. My male workmate didn't notice at all. Fine. So this guy and I were chatting about life and he told me he knew my boss. No big deal again because my company organizes seminars/conferences so he might have attended one of them. Because he has his own magazine publishing company so I asked him about the magazine market since I'm interested in doing some publishing/translating business. Bla bla there we go... and later I don't feel comfortable talking to him because I predicted our topic will sway to somewhere I'm not comfortable to discuss about. So thank god, my workmate and I saw a Prof from Ottaw so we headed to him. And left that guy. How happy and relieved I was.
But not for long. During the exhibition, I met him again. Aiya ... We talked again because I'm representing my company. No way. I could turn away this guy rudely. So we talked again about life and bla and bla... [I don't really remember what we really talked] and then I just feel extremely not comfortable talking to him because he kept on coming nearer to me. Come on, jolenesiah could tell you that I speak very loud - as loud as the lion roar. Don't joke with me that you can't hear me. I was hoping that my male workmate will come to my rescue but ended up not doing anything.
So when we left that media guy to meet the Lebanses guest of the conference, I gave a long lecture to this male workmate of mine to rescue any of your female workmate that looks like in trouble especially when you see a girl like me trying to get away from me. He got the guts to tell me that I looked like I'm enjoying the whole situation or maybe I like the flirtation. Puhleeze. Do I look that cheap? I don't need to get a guy like that. I wasn't even flirting with him. And don't tell me it's my fault should anything happen to me.
I was extremely happy and free when I came home. Not for long - again. He called me and we were just talking about the same thing. This really freaks me out. But again I was nice to him and ended the conversation as soon as I can. My god... I hope I have not met a stalker.
But you know what? Speak of the devil ... he just called me ... but to inform me of a manga drawing competition in the newspaper ... not so bad ...
But I will take action should he call me everyday.
Open your eyes, sleepyhead!
Tuesday. 2.6.07 9.41 p.m.
To tell you the truth, I actually slept in the first session of today's peace conference organized by Global Perdana Peace Organization because the speeches were extremely boring. They might not be to the scientists in the hall but they were to me. The first speaker was a Japanese physicist so basically he was explaining some interesting facts about how nuclear fissures were released and so on but one flaw. He has difficulties in expressing himself in English so he should get a translator but he didn't so we ended up not understanding a single thing despite showing us impressive diagrams about nuclear energy.
The second speaker was a UK environmental scientist and environmentalist for the gree politic party in the UK. He was the most sporting speaker because he sang a song while playing a guitar before he ended his speech. And I understand a little of his speech. And unfortunately, the song's tune was not catchy, so again, I slept.
The third speaker was a genetic expert with a heavy Italian accent. No big deal with me but her skills in making presentation with powerpoint sucks. She should know that never ever make the fonts into purple colour and with some pink fonts. In presentation slides, you should only put bullet points. So again, I slept through some parts because she was just dragging. But there are some slides, I was very wide awake. Luckily, I don't feel like puking. Imagine, she put some horrible pictures of nuclear victims like their bodies turned black without being burned, their bodies bled even without even having any wounds and so on. But it's good to have her putting these pictures because they are real. How long can I hide myself from not seeing these kinds of pictures? These victims were Lebanons and she was suspecting Israelis developing new atomic weapons.
The most interesting of all is the testimony of the Iraqi victim of the U.S occupation. He was explaining to the participants about how he was tortured in Abu Ghraib prison. And I was actually sitting at the wrong spot during his speech because I was squeezed between by two Iraqi women; one at the right and one at the left. They were crying. I wanted to console them by patting their shoulder. If I do that to my left, then I have to do that right as well. So I ended up not consoling them for just reasons. The pictures depicted the cruelty of the U.S occupation; 2 soldiers were shown in the picture torturing their prisoners. And the 2 of them had been sentenced to jail a few years ago. And I actually cannot comprehend how could a woman soldier torture another person. Would she like her children to be tortured the way she did to the prisoners? Unbelievable people.
Hmm... I think I so far slept that much. I would love to continue sleeping in the later session but I can't because it was my turn to take notes. And another thing is I cannot understand is when you see some very famous intellectual person, please don't try taking autographs from he or she or pictures. When you see these people, you exchange your knowledge or comments with them. Please don't flock around this people until not giving chances to other people like me who wanted to tell them how much their speeches inspire people and how much the public needs this kind of information. Don't flock around them just because you want them to know of your existence. If you want them to know of your existence, please give them some impacted comments.
Thank you and good night.
Criminalise war, people
Monday. 2.5.07 10.16 p.m.
I attended Tun Dr. Mahathir's war and crime conference and exhibition. The speeches and video were an eye opener for me though I'm aware of the consequences of war and effects of nuclear weapons. But this time, the speeches were inspiring and full of vigour of people that wanted changes in the world; the strong desire to have peace; the strong desire to have absolute freedom; the strong desire and determination to live in a world that's free of global conquest by the current superpower. I was inspired by their speeches. My heart was touched by the video I have seen today; the effects nuclear weapon that took their toll on children; how Iraqis were tortured in their prison. The pictures were disgusting but I cannot escape from the fact that they happened. I cannot console myself that 'Thank God, it didn't happen to me' but it keeps on bugging me to think of what I can do as an individual that is so small in the world that I could just be flattened just like an ant being stampede by elephants. What can I do to maintain peace in my community? This is something critical. We all need to address..
Another scary thing that we all participants discover during the conference was we all are exposed to nuclear radiation. Yes, we all are now breathing in nuclear particles. One of the speakers, a Geoscientist, explained this to us. We are horrified but what can we do? It is already too late. Even World Health Organization acknolwedge that we all are inhaling nuclear particles. This is a fact that we all don't want to know, much less being slap by the fact to our face. My heart cried silently when I see the pictures of children being exposed to nuclear radiation. My heart cried how could these children live a normal life like me. I admit that I wail and whine of how hard my life is at times but I cannot imagine these kids living a life with permanent defects. No games, no boyfriend or girlfriend to go steady with, no eyes to see, no brain to synthesis the information, etc... It's nothing. It's like living in a black hole. All hopes and dreams have been robbed by the nuclear radiation. No their future has been sucked out of these children by the warmongers. They should be labelled as war criminals. They should be sent to courts to seek justice. Nothing can justify as to rob the future of this kids.
No not only that, what about the war victims? War victims that have done no wrong to the aggressors. They too have family. They too have kids. I cannot imagine the sadness of parents burying their own kids. Growing up their kids but shortly after that parents just lose their kids to war. So sad. Now I could imagine my Iraqi friend's childhood time when I asked him about his growing up time during the sanction. He didn't say anything much but his eyes were looking afar and sadness reflected in his eyes. It was a silence sadness. I now could imagine how did my Iraqi friend survive. The economic sanction was so absurd that kids have no normal childhood life. I cannot empathy myself with them. I had a hard life as a child as well but I cannot imagine myself being denied health care service; no sharpener; no pencil; no clothe; etc.
I will do my very best as an individual to promote peace in my community no matter how powerless I am. An individual can make changes if only I want to ...
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