people make mistakes

Miss Norhashima my Methodology in Teaching Grammar lecturer asked us today, the difference of errors and mistakes. we were to come up with answers to that, in which i thought is pretty narrowed. however, i soon came to realize that there is a huge difference between them.

errors, you make without knowing how to do something right. and mistakes are errors that you make with prior knowledge. in this sense, when you err and someone explains to you the correct way, it will be the first time you are enlightened with such knowledge. and then you strive to do it right the next time.

and mistakes, well, they are simply the things you do whilst knowing exactly how it is supposed to be. but given under certain circumstances, a "twist of fate", or mere unconsciousness and carelessness, mistakes happen. this is why people keep making mistakes, to do and then to re-do over and over. the errors are patented with habits and principles and ego that it becomes fossilized. it happens, normally more than once, before we arrive at the state of actualization. when we realize our mistakes fully, we then learn from it.

we actually learn from both making errors and making mistakes; learning happens in both the processes. that is the good thing of getting something wrong.

to learn.

at the end of it all, we are only human. and to err is human. sometimes we make mistakes just to feel human; perfect is not human - it is God.

thus, this is a song i'd like to share with all of you, about making mistakes..in Love :)

it is sung by Joanna Wang, whom i reckon will be the next big hit soon. she has the voice of norah jones, lisa ono and the likes. although her face does not seem to match her voice (thats what i think), but listening to her whispy singing and immaculate US accent, one would straight away fall into deep love. definitely one of taiwan's best product. enjoy!

start learning from your mistakes and forgiving others when they make one :)

"useless passion"

terima kasih sartre atas kata-kata mendalam itu. hari ni tak ada isu. semua berjalan lancar dan tenang. hari yang cukup pleasant. oh, sebenarnya ada satu perkara lah. hahaha. pergi fakulti hari ni memang super awal. bangun-bangun pagi je, terus terfikir oh Lord, the day has finally arrived. hari untuk aku memakai baju yang telah dikirim oleh bonda. haha. baju oren berlengan puffy dengan motif bunga ditengah. bright orange ok, bukan calang-calang oren. dah kata my mom dulu kaki glamer memang la baju semua meletop ala-ala pearl harbour! so yang aku ni, baju kurung limited, so asyik pakai yang sama sampai koyak kat bahu la, hangus masa gosok la, berlubang, berbau loker dan sebagainya.

lantas mulut ini pantas mengusulkan pada mak suruh bagi baju kurung. haha. sah-sah la dia bagi semua hand-me-downs dia. yang warna kuning, merah, hijau, berbunga 3D dari bahu sampai pinggang, cutting rapat cutting jauh, ada pesak, xde pesak...semua ada kak! haaa, mai pilih pilih pilih! haha. aku pun hamparkan semua baju yang memang macam untuk dress rehearsal citrawarna tu, and "rambang mata". actually, bukan banyak sangat pilihan, tapi takde pilihan! semuanya tak taste la nok! hehe. semuanya yang stok fabric mahal; chiffon, kasa rubiah, english cotton..seganlah i nak amek! haha. dah tu, nak bawa pegi fakulti je. memang abes kena caci la aku nanti! hehehe.

contoh terdekat, tadi. belum pape dah kena gelak ngan kak aisyah (sampai hati u ;p) pastu si hafizuddin lelaki macho tunjuk-tunjuk dari jauh sambil cakap "hahaha, bahu..bahu.hahaha. bahu, bahu (terus bergelak)". tak ke mematahkan semangat? haha. mak, atep semua pun tegur dengan nada sinis dicincang halus. hehehe. xdela. komen membina.


dalam kelas shakespeare best gila. semua orang jadi watak macam-macam. hafriz jadi king lear, liyana jadi kent, aku jadi cornwall, nazri jadi edmund, firhan, aimi, niza semua ada watak la. and a few other people. yang kelaka sekali firhan dengan niza sebab suara masing2 tak sesuai dengan watak. hahahaha. haih, kelaka la.

akhirnya dapat juga lidah ini menjamah Meltz di KFC buat kesekian kalinya. pegi dengan liyana, tapi dia xbelanja pun. haha. (hint) pastu hantar brader macho seorang lagi (junior brader macho di atas) yang semangat sangat nak belajau french tuh. yang aku dengar dari first class sampai hari ni bonjour, bonjour, bonjour je. xpun cava, cava bien. haha. xpe, tengah berkobar tuh, kita pupuk jela.

pastu pegi makan kari kepala ikan paling sedap di shah alam. haha. dengan the royal scoopness yang aku dah lama xjumpa. ada kawan2 advertising dia sekali. turns out one of them sekolah VI. apa lagi, sorang CBN, sorang BBGS, sorang VI. bermula lah al-kisah sekolah-sekolah inggeris ber'secret pathways' dan ber'penghuni paderi' dan sebagainya. secara tak langsung, merindui zaman sekolah yang gemilang lagi terbilang.

tiba-tiba mendapat panggilan dari kawan yang akan pulang ke bumi kangaroo malam ni. ada sorang lagi balik esok, dan lusa. haih, aku pasti merindui mereka. and vice versa. haha. dan rindu jua akan bumi adelaide. tapi actually paling rindu ialah the Great Ocean Road. ohmaigod. the most amazing place on Earth i've been thus far. haha.

i remembered the words my dad uttered on the way back on murray bridge "bila lagi agaknya kita nak datang sini. ntah-ntah the next time you guys datang sini dengan family masing-masing pula..ibu ngan ayah dah takde..mesti korang nangis bila lalu balik jalan ni..cantik betul tempat ni. kalo mati kat sini aman je agaknya.."

T_T

the long, endless road in Victoria

berita terkini (kott)

kuah, kalau tak ke nasi, ke mana kuah akan tumpah?

- Samy Vellu

pandai-pandai je dia tukar susunan proverb tuh. takpe la, at least dia ada juga keberanian untuk menggunakannya. ha, harini ada beberapa perkara/aktiviti terkini yang nak di ketengah-pastu-ketepi-sikit-kan. seperti berikut, ladies and gentleman (gentle itu bukan literal):

1. aku akhirnya mewarisi jam tangan ayahku yang telah kuperhatikan sejak dari dulu lagi. jam tangan idamanku. tak perlu jam baru, jam ini sudah cukup untuk membuat hati seorang gadis gembira (waima bentuk ukir seperti sedikit kelelakian).

2. tgk PGL dengan abang photographer bertangan kaku. hahaha. haih lawak betul. gambar paklah kemain snap lagi, sampai jambang baru nak tumbuh pun amek gak, gambar Stephen Rahman? ZERO. hahaha. xpe bro, you are still the best :)

3. pemberontakkan dan kebobrokkan sikap sesetengah pihak. akan diulas lebih jelas dikemudian hari. clue: ada kaitan dengan fakulti, eh silap, majlis perbandaran.

4. pergi ice skate sampai sprain ankle. nasib baik minor injury. semua sebab tali xdiikat dengan serius. havoc sekejap skating rink dengan jeritan powerku. hahaha. sekarang tinggal kesan lebam sahaja. kalian jangan risau.

5. ada jemputan ke rumah nabil ahmad siri jemputan umrah, depa buat makan-makan. kalau ahli keluarga fa tahu, mesti mereka teruja. hahahaha.

6. insiden birthday party di Las Carretas. oh mengapa sebegitu?!

7. hidup ni banyak asam garam. aku ni banyak sangat makan benda bergula. harap di masa depan dapat kurangkan dan lebih reseptif terhadap kemasinan hidup.

sekian. itu sahaja buat masa ini. semoga hidup kita semua lebih diberkati dan lebih ceria!!

mengapak, mengapak? mengapa aku susah sangat nak manage time. hidup ni memang sebenarnya adil, semua orang dapat 24jam sehari. tapi aku rasa macam aku dapat 10jam je sehari. gila banyak benda nak dibuat, tapi sememangnya tak sempat. nak kata aku buat kerja lambat, tak juga. cepat gila (tahap xpeduli produk yang penting siap). tapi kenapa masih tak cukup masa?

aku nak topup masa. nak topup masa banyak banyak. ada jual x?

the better road, taken

today, i established a Thewperr Thunshine Mission 22 with a friend, Fa. this mission is to help us get by every day, in the best way possible. i believe i will be able to be a better person if i follow through with the plan.

may God assist me in every sense.

:)

my briefs

today i feel like writing about these tiny things in briefs:

1. most of the times, i prefer the traffic light than the traffic police - they dont always know what they're doing in the middle of the road. and bad traffic jams can get really jammed when they're around sometimes.

2. valentine's day celebration is overrated. it causes heavy traffic especially around the city centre, impacts people who dont want to be involved and encourages feeling of low self esteem to people who dont celebrate.

3. le tour de langkawi is not internationally recognized. only during the Tun's era. further information you can get it from our prime minister.

4. a lot of the chinese business style and tactics can be observed at the KL IT centre, Plaza Low Yatt. watch and learn.

5. immigrants, legal and otherwise, could one day overstep us by number. i go everywhere, and i feel like either im in india, vietnam, indonesia or bangladesh. please, i dont mind mamak, but i want to be in malaysia. i hope i wont lose a job to them someday.

6. the phrase "on the way" could mean anything in the whole wide world.

7. i love more people than i thought i do, and that, can bring me down sometimes.

8. extreme weather symbolizes the angst of the worldly spirits. do take good care of the environment and nature. start by doing things that are reacheable.

9. you always find helpful people at unexpected places and events, and at untimely times.

10. i think everyone realizes that whenever we do a list, it always ends at number 3, 5, 10, 15. mostly at #10.

biarkan. tak penting.

kita semua badut

kadang kadang terasa geli hati melihat gelagat orang..tak ubah macam pelawak kelas pertama. cuma mereka tak sedar yang mereka diperhatikan. orang yang suka 'berjenaka' ni selalunya orang yang suka menghibur. bila orang terhibur, maka dia pun secara tak langsung dihiburkan. selalunya mereka ini adalah orang-orang yang pada hakikatnya sedih.

mungkin terlalu sukar untuk mereka menerima realiti, atau mungkin memang mereka sengaja lari daripada realiti; tidak penting, apa yang penting, penghujungnya tetap sama.

tak ubah juga seperti badut yang menangis, tetapi terukir senyuman merah diwajahnya. walau sesedih mana sekali, tugas menghibur diteruskan.

maka berterusan lah cereka dan sengketa,
yang mana hanya dia yang rasa.

just one more time

i've put my mind to it. and now it's really a problem to take it out of my head.
i think, it might explode.

in between four years.
in the course of twenty years.

only once, just once.
that one time i had.
that was all.

in between four years.
in the course of yet,
another twenty years.

there could be another,
and it could be twice.

oh God. help me go through this. breathe patience into me for i have a long and torturing wait before me. i have yet to find out if there will be a second time. hopefully, time is on my side. hopefully, it will still be there.

haiku on the hour

the wind blows here, there
gently; blew, caressed and went
- like migrating birds.

i once heard from someone who said something really worth quoting, especially now.

"i am missing the feeling of missing something"

i miss all the things i have been doing for the past few months, i miss everyone i have been fated to see each day of the past few months. and one person in particular - out of no reason.

or maybe there is a reason. it is for the ending we had. certainly not one that i (or we) expected to have. the distance, the differences. unattainable, unmanageable, unabriged. i regret everything i said, and the things i didn't say.

but out of all that, i am happy for all that happened. i learned from it. an experience, a person i will never forget for the rest of my life. an episode i had wished for my entire life. it happened; although it ended a bit differently. i loved everything about it. and i miss it now. i want to go back to that time.

i need a time machine.

:p

Look at your outfit!!

Yes, clearly somebody thinks that whatever you wear means a lot to not only you, but also to everyone that sees you. I was walking down Russell St of Melbourne City, and I saw this sprayed on the tar pavement. I wonder, how many people thought about his/her appearance when they saw this 'public message' and turn back to change their outfits..cause i definitely, immediately checked mine (although i didnt necessarily think about changing it.haha) but i admit, there was a slight feeling of 'care' for a while :p

we definitely need this kind of reminders everywhere, for people like me. lol

you cry, and nobody cries with you

in contrary to the previous post, i now feel like a bucket full of bullsht.

i hate this path i am on.

hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate

it leads me to nowhere.

and i am sad.

really, really sad.

:'(

people have been asking me how i was doing (there) and how i have been (here). it is somewhat tiresome since i myself am just starting to get a grip of things. too many things are happening at one single moment, in a good way of course!

hehe. well, generally all things life have been on the upside, upside, upside! i can never be happier..(let me keep the reasons to myself :p)

studies. im kind of catching up a LOT. i have to. i've missed 2-3 weeks worth of classes.

the Alma MATTERS

i just realized this morning over breakfast, how important my schooling days are to me. and as important as they seemed to be to me, they clearly aren't so important to some other people.

why do i say this? because the schools i went to, they are all no longer where they used to be (or no longer here in the face of earth); hence, no tangible memories for me. i cant be doing what others from other schools would do when they have children of their own, which is to proudly show their alma maters and curate the experiences they had growing in the fences of the school.

my kindergarten:

Tadika Fatima, Jalan Ampang KL.
attended from 5years old to 6years old.

- I had the best time of my childhood years here. My favourite teacher in the whole wide world, Teacher Noor. The last time I saw this building being used as a SCHOOL was in 1997.

- Has now been turned into a Syarikat Menjual Kereta Terpakai. there are more than 30 cars there on the compound where we used to have our sports day. *swear word* *swear word*


my primary school and some secondary:

Bukit Bintang Girls' School (BBGS), Jalan Raja Chulan KL.
attended from 7years old to 13 years old.

- Got to know some of the best people who are now my close friends, still.
- The place was strategic: across was Tower Records (where the Moffats once set foot on, with us girls shrieking on the balcony), Star Hill, BB Plaza, The Marriot Hotel, Karyaneka etc etc. it's in the middle of the forked road. Traffic jam inevitable.
- The place where i embarked on the 'terowong' investigation. found a tunnel that led to three other schools in KL (namely St. Mary's, St. John's, Convent Bukit Nanas)
- Very near to my dad's former office: Lot 10. i used to go to his office and look at my school from the 20th floor.
- My most favourite mamak stall that my dad and i used to go after school is situated at the alley between the office and the school. That guy definitely serves the best mee goreng mamak, EVER.

- Was demolished in the year 2001.
- Has now been totally 'revamped' as the Pavilion high-end shopping centre. YES. the huge building that homes some of the best renowned coutures and brand labels.
- the school is now moved to Taman Shamelin and renamed as Sekolah Seri Bintang Utara. it is now a co-ed school and no longer an all-girls school.

because of some selfish persons who feel obliged to contribute to the consumer world, my schools were sacrificed. and they are buildings from the colonnial era, so indeed, you would think there would be some sentiment there for antiquity and old architecture..but no. all they care about is to make more money, regardless.

:'(

moronic morning musings

just when you thought you are safe, there comes the crossroad again..and that three humongous containers. you sort of dragged your foot in front of the other, as if forcing it to decide the path you would be taking. or should be taking.

you think: is this all worth it? do i even have to decide? if i decide, does it even matter? who will it matter to, if it does?

you feel like crap, you feel undutiful, you are fickle and you are stuck.

and the things you carry with you, they have to be sorted out in those three containers. you label the containers.

so which goes into which? you can't bring them all, you have to let go, you have to be free, to actually be able to decide.

you cant seem to let go, you figured that they could be useful to you someday; that they might try to get you in the afterlife, that you can try to love these things again..

but hell, reality hits you hard like a meteor. these things you 'own', they have no hearts. they cannot feel. they wont be able to love you back. they cant appreciate. they will be cycled and then they will leave you.

which they did.

supersleep

i want nothing more, now, than to fall into a deeeeeeeep slumber, for as long as my eyes long for.

i want to really sleep and dream of good dreams.

i want to be refreshed, rejuvenated, re-un-eyebagged, restored with energy.

i want all these fundamental needs of Maslow's hierarchy to be fulfilled.

coz i need to be focused, need to be tough,

this time around you bet it's going to be rocky.

i have to be prepared

- yeah, i'm roughin' it baby!

fever here, and there

i am 42 degrees.

when i got back from campus yesterday, the last thing i needed now came to visit, finally. ahhh the fever.

i've been online to suffice myself with the latest updates on our brothers and sisters in Gaza, and all i can see is blur images of blood-wrenched faces and bodies, and walls, and guns. words became fuzzy, and i tried to catch on some keywords.

well it is a really sad thing. one would think that this would happen sooner or later, and the day finally arrived. like this fever.

they certainly have issues thats been kept inside for one too many years. and now they're giving the old cannon a go.

i hope now when i go to sleep that all of this would go away. please, God. help them. or help us help them.

im really tired now, i need to go to sleep and clear the storm in my head for a while.

have a great night to the rest of you :)

home, finally

it was unbelievable. it is surreal to me, now.

a period of time came and left, just like that.

again i taste all of it that i have put aside for a while:

the familiar smell, the sights and sounds, the people.

God, it is the best place in the whole wide world.

it feels good to be here, again.

this is home.

:)

try is a strong word

people, at their best, are still short of perfect. nothing anybody can do could make them perfect..but there are almost perfect people.

in the end, what counts is the fact that we even tried. trying is a huge thing to me. but some people think that to try is to do something without actually doing it. yes, they want the results to be apparent to them before they actually acknowledge the 'trying'.

this is why, i think, most people stopped trying. because they were criticized for doing so. nobody gave them the encouragement they expected to get in the process of trying. trying is a process. a journey. an endurement towards a destination of destiny. it takes courage, support, belief and faith.

everyday, people try to be something..either to be a better version of what they are or to be the worse. and in my case right now, i am trying to find myself. i thought i found it, but it doesn't suit me. im trying to find the best, most noble; the version i myself would like to see in other people, that is hidden somewhere in me. and or for that matter, i really appreciate people who dont judge, and people who dont even have the best interest in me trying but would like to see me do so without passing criticizations to make me stop trying.

why do we take, if we can't give back?

this world has become a huge orbiting monster. im shit scared of it, and especially the fact that im actually living in it. monster, in the sense of its retaliation and agitation we have seen before our eyes happening in this short years.

most of all, im scared of the people living in the world. my idea of a perfect world is to witness the world being evergreen; defying the aging process, safe from harm of irresponsible exploiters named human. abusers of the great creation of the Mighty God, using the name of human kind, using its wealth and nutritions for the benefit of the exclusived.

walking along the straight, untouched paths of the roads from the town of Kingston, Victoria, one is certainly reminded of the goodness this kind nature has given us, and how much we have taken from it. we have done nothing but take, take and take from it all this while. it is high time we give back as much as we can.