I am such a slacker. Bleh. I should be at least half way preparing for my seminar by now, but I haven't even read through my research articles... Beginning is soooo difficult and torturing. sigh
Anyway, my body is aching esp in the knees and I feel like a 80 year old ah ma right now. The reason being me joining a walk of more than 6 hours (more like a climb) up Mount Herbert on Tuesday.
It was Anthony's birthday, so someone came up with an idea to have a picnic to celebrate his bdae 900+ m above sea level. Brilliant idea, actually. I don't even remember how I managed getting up there on the peak, but the feeling of accomplishment is definitely a great one. So we had banana cake and muffins, enjoyed the scenery while trying to keep the candles alight long enough for the birthday song to finish...haha. All in all, enjoyed the walk, chat, and scenery very much!
i believe in simple things
Holidays are here again. Its now only 6 days to Christmas and *gasp* 38 days away from going back to Kooooching!!! Excited alone is not enough to describe my feelings, though a huge part of me wanted to be home right this moment, getting ready and doing a million things before the year comes to an end.
So apart from constant whining, I managed to take the bus myself to church Sunday morning and went to a cherry farm for some serious cherry-picking. We took advantage of the pay $2 per entry and eat-all-you-can offer and ended up with bloated stomachs. Also, I took home almost 2 kilos of yummy cherries which costed 7 bucks each kg. Not bad considering I bought 2 kgs for $14 each for my parents a while ago at the supermarket.
Later on the day, we played badminton and saw a cheeky Santa. Oh, about the santa, while walking through Riccarton mall, Catherine and I saw a rather bored looking santa claus sitting on his carriage or sth, and decided to give him a friendly wave. Then, I got something I didn't quite expected. Then santa waved back, and took off his mask/beard thingy, and gave us the "call me" gesture! haha. We giggled like 10 year old girls, walked away, and didn't quite believed that we caught a santa claus flirting. Speaking of odd santas, a group of drunkards dressed at santas caused a huge riot in Auckland, throwing around bottles, doing crazy stunts, and even injuring security people. sigh. What will the kids say?!
Anyway I finally successfully downloaded the song "Simple things" by Amy Grant. Simple lyrics with a profound meaning:
So apart from constant whining, I managed to take the bus myself to church Sunday morning and went to a cherry farm for some serious cherry-picking. We took advantage of the pay $2 per entry and eat-all-you-can offer and ended up with bloated stomachs. Also, I took home almost 2 kilos of yummy cherries which costed 7 bucks each kg. Not bad considering I bought 2 kgs for $14 each for my parents a while ago at the supermarket.
Later on the day, we played badminton and saw a cheeky Santa. Oh, about the santa, while walking through Riccarton mall, Catherine and I saw a rather bored looking santa claus sitting on his carriage or sth, and decided to give him a friendly wave. Then, I got something I didn't quite expected. Then santa waved back, and took off his mask/beard thingy, and gave us the "call me" gesture! haha. We giggled like 10 year old girls, walked away, and didn't quite believed that we caught a santa claus flirting. Speaking of odd santas, a group of drunkards dressed at santas caused a huge riot in Auckland, throwing around bottles, doing crazy stunts, and even injuring security people. sigh. What will the kids say?!
Anyway I finally successfully downloaded the song "Simple things" by Amy Grant. Simple lyrics with a profound meaning:
Wake up baby look around
Birds sing, ooooh that sound
Reminds me of a line
From Unchained Melody
Feel like I'm a little girl
Best thing in the whole wide world
Is I can see the makings of a memory
I remember how it used to be
Well I'm still dreaming...
Cuz I dream of simple things
I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things
Ain't nothing like a sunny day
Chit-chat at a street cafe
Just paint the picture, baby
Where you wanna be
Take a walk, take a ride
So far, you and I
Don't need a plan
But we can share
This revelry
I remember how I used to want it all
Funny now the big things seem so small
I dream of simple things
I can believe in
Like the feeling this day brings
True love and the miracle of forgiving
I believe in simple things
Through all the days
The blues, the greys
A ray of light keeps shining...
the goodbye season
waaaaaaaaa... I feel really low right now. Even getting A for english essay and Stats test didn't cheer me up. Reason is soooo many people I care about are leaving for the holidays or leaving for good. *teary*
After watching King Kong last nite (really good movie btw), I met up with Ivan to say goodbye. Sigh, how I hate that word. Funny how a person can feel "good" when saying bye. Anyway, we went to Denny's, talked like old frens, and enjoyed each other's company before he goes back today. Which means I won't see that annoying, funny jerk for 3 whole weeks! siiiiiiigh. Also, Sumaiya's going back to Oman later on today, and more shockingly, Colin (my english teacher) just announced that today will be his last day teaching at Uni of Canterbury!!! Another long sigh.
Though a lot of them has went back or are going back soon, I can look forward to the time I can go back myself...which is still 42 days away. Until then, Cath's still here to keep me company..hehe. And I'll do my best to enjoy this beautiful city called Christchurch before I leave for Dunedin next year.
(like all Kiwis say...) Cheers, mate. And have a jolly good Christmas and a wonderful New Year.
After watching King Kong last nite (really good movie btw), I met up with Ivan to say goodbye. Sigh, how I hate that word. Funny how a person can feel "good" when saying bye. Anyway, we went to Denny's, talked like old frens, and enjoyed each other's company before he goes back today. Which means I won't see that annoying, funny jerk for 3 whole weeks! siiiiiiigh. Also, Sumaiya's going back to Oman later on today, and more shockingly, Colin (my english teacher) just announced that today will be his last day teaching at Uni of Canterbury!!! Another long sigh.
Though a lot of them has went back or are going back soon, I can look forward to the time I can go back myself...which is still 42 days away. Until then, Cath's still here to keep me company..hehe. And I'll do my best to enjoy this beautiful city called Christchurch before I leave for Dunedin next year.
(like all Kiwis say...) Cheers, mate. And have a jolly good Christmas and a wonderful New Year.
reflections~
I find it hard to believe that it's that time of the year again. The time when we get all busy for Christmas and get all excited about the new year. The time when we look back on the past year, thought of how far we'd come, and make new resolutions for the next. It's the time when we can't wait for what's in store for us, but at the same time say goodbye to a great and fruitful year.
As I think back, I realised how much I've grown. This time last year, I had just finished SPM, nervous yet happy that high school is finally over. Then, I worried about national service, about how am I going to survive those 3 months. Then I also thought about my studies to a foreign land and how much I'm going to miss home. And now, I laugh silently as I realised that all these what may seem like unfortunate events has helped me grow and look at life at a whole new perspective.
National Service was definitely one of the best things that has ever happened to me, and in those 3 months, friendships were made, lessons were learnt, a new me was created. I cried and hugged my friends as I left the camp I soon called home, and toughen myself up for another journey- to New Zealand. It wasn't easy at all going to a new place to study and meeting new people who don't even share the same skin colour, but being here for 6 months already, it was a real eye-opener for me. I became more independent, more confident, and leaned more on God. I found out what the "world out there" is like, especially when I learn from other cultures, treasure my own (Malaysia Boleh!), and use those knowledge to enrich my life.
Still, I have to admit, the best part about going somewhere else to study, is meeting new and interesting people. Or, better still, someone I've lost contact with for years. It really is a small world after all, since I've met a kindergarten friend I haven't seen since I was 6! And also getting close to friends that have so much in common yet never got to meet in Kuching. How ironic is that! Also, creating meaningful friendships with those from other countries, including Russia, Oman, China, Japan, Singapore, Thailand, Vietnam, Korea, Indonesia, US, and so on. It makes you think about how diverse the world is, and that you're never alone in facing challenges.
I'm beginning to love Christchurch, the Garden City of NZ. A beeeautiful city with wonderful and extremely kind people. At the same time I'm sad that I'll leave Chch for Dunedin (Uni of Otago) next year. Yep, for those who haven't yet known, I am changing to another uni, not because I don't like the current one, but Otago has the subjects that suit be better. I haven't confirmed 100% yet, but most probably I'll be studying towards a Clinical Psychology degree and NO it won't be about treating mental patients la, ok.
P.S. Did I mention that I have a new haircut? hehe. Also, I dissected a sheep's heart this morning. Totally gross but quite fun, too.
As I think back, I realised how much I've grown. This time last year, I had just finished SPM, nervous yet happy that high school is finally over. Then, I worried about national service, about how am I going to survive those 3 months. Then I also thought about my studies to a foreign land and how much I'm going to miss home. And now, I laugh silently as I realised that all these what may seem like unfortunate events has helped me grow and look at life at a whole new perspective.
National Service was definitely one of the best things that has ever happened to me, and in those 3 months, friendships were made, lessons were learnt, a new me was created. I cried and hugged my friends as I left the camp I soon called home, and toughen myself up for another journey- to New Zealand. It wasn't easy at all going to a new place to study and meeting new people who don't even share the same skin colour, but being here for 6 months already, it was a real eye-opener for me. I became more independent, more confident, and leaned more on God. I found out what the "world out there" is like, especially when I learn from other cultures, treasure my own (Malaysia Boleh!), and use those knowledge to enrich my life.
Still, I have to admit, the best part about going somewhere else to study, is meeting new and interesting people. Or, better still, someone I've lost contact with for years. It really is a small world after all, since I've met a kindergarten friend I haven't seen since I was 6! And also getting close to friends that have so much in common yet never got to meet in Kuching. How ironic is that! Also, creating meaningful friendships with those from other countries, including Russia, Oman, China, Japan, Singapore, Thailand, Vietnam, Korea, Indonesia, US, and so on. It makes you think about how diverse the world is, and that you're never alone in facing challenges.
I'm beginning to love Christchurch, the Garden City of NZ. A beeeautiful city with wonderful and extremely kind people. At the same time I'm sad that I'll leave Chch for Dunedin (Uni of Otago) next year. Yep, for those who haven't yet known, I am changing to another uni, not because I don't like the current one, but Otago has the subjects that suit be better. I haven't confirmed 100% yet, but most probably I'll be studying towards a Clinical Psychology degree and NO it won't be about treating mental patients la, ok.
P.S. Did I mention that I have a new haircut? hehe. Also, I dissected a sheep's heart this morning. Totally gross but quite fun, too.
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