I had just finished watching "Japanese Story" for the second time...i found it quite interesting actually despite the slow and not much conversation scenes in this movie...i found new messages behind some of the characters' small actions...now i can understand more about the movie and most importantly, the messages that the director trying to convey to the audience through this movie...
However, there's also something that makes me wonder...Tachibana loves Sandy despite they have some communication problems due to different country they come from...They terribly in love with each other but in spite of this, Tachibana still choose to return to his homeland and reunite with his wife and his kids...I'm quite certain that he did it out of his obligation to his family but is that mean there's no more love between he and his wife? or the love they share is just for the seek of their children-to provide them a peaceful and harmony environment to grow up?How does Tachibana's wife feel for him?does she feel the same way as her husband?If she still love him, how she would feel if she knows Tachibana chooses her but not Sandy just out of responsibility?Can she forgive him as love is something that we can't control?obligation always come with love but love does not always comes with obligation. If everyone in this world just follow their heart and not their brain to do everything, will this world be peaceful?
it's complicated...there're lots of questions in my mind but i just don't know how to list them all out here in order manner...they confuse me...when i ponder on them critically, i thought i have got the answer but when people ask me to express my opinion, i start to feel confusing again...ohhh!this is terrible...
1.31.2010
1.30.2010
i truthfully wish you be happy always...
Listen to my friends problems…read the blogs of others…these were the things that I recently did…they were sad and they told me a lot of their heart-wrenching experience…they had problems with their family members though they were not too serious matter which might break their home into pieces…I understand their feelings yet I don’t really understand too…my family is way too happy and perfect than theirs…I come from a small but happy family…my family is not rich but not too poor until I can hardly have three full and satisfying meals everyday…we play our role at home very well and we constantly keep each other happily…quarrels, misunderstandings are unavoidable but the frequency of these things happen is much less than the happy events…Most of the time, my home is very peaceful…we remember each other birthday but there’s always no wishes or presents either…however, we know very well that actually everyone do remember…no gifts, no wishes but 100% guarantee, there must be a celebration…there’s a lot more to say about my happy family but I’m too lazy to list it all here…they’ll be a book long story…I appreciate the happy family that I have now and I will continue to contribute to the home…for those who have problems with family members, I really wish to make you all happy but I think I have always failed to do so simply because I can’t fully understand your feelings…sorry!...the only thing I can do is to tell you that I will always be there to support and care for you…I might not be a good adviser but I can be a good listener…hope you guys regain your happiness soon and be happy forever! J
1.29.2010
low internet connection
What happen to you, internet? What have I done to you until I deserve to get such quality of internet connection…I don’t used to be the one who complains about it but now, I have to…lecturers have send some important emails to us and we need to check it out and keep up to date with them...but you see, the internet keep mogok! How am I supposed to check my email? How am I supposed to search for information especially for the subject econ? Internet a internet, please la…I beg you to stop taking anymore holidays….
Just after I wrote this post, internet connection is ok again! Yay!
(this should be posted up on 28.01.10)It's all the internet fault!
1.20.2010
Tell you a story...
Have you ever heard about the story of the 5 monkeys?
It actually sounds like this. Once upon a time, 5 monkeys were kept in a cage in a zoo. Banana was provided to them but they need to climb a ladder which was provided too to them to get the banana. However, whenever they climb the ladder until a certain height, some sort of liquid would be sprayed on them to keep them away from the banana. Remember! I wrote here “them”, so it’s clear that not only the monkey who was trying to get reach of the banana will be sprayed, but the other four monkeys too. The first monkey went up the ladder and got sprayed. The second monkey tried its luck and got sprayed too. The same went to the third, fourth and fifth monkeys. Eventually, no one was dared to ascend the ladder.
Then, one of the monkeys was removed from the cage and replaced by a new monkey. The do-not-know-anything monkey went up the ladder and before it could reach the level where spray would be emitted, the four old monkeys would grab it down. When it tried the second time and the third time, the other four would do the same thing and they even walloped it. Then, again, one of the old monkeys was taken out from the cage and replaced by a new one. The second new monkey did the similar thing as the first monkey and he got the same treatment. It felt so innocent and it didn’t know why he always get beat up once he stepped on the ladder.
Soon, all the five old monkeys were replaced by five new monkeys. Whenever someone tried to get onto the ladder, the other four monkeys would pull it down and whacked it and they punched it with a much greater intensity and aggressiveness than the previous five old monkeys. They follow whatever the five old monkeys did to them but no one ever know why they had to do so.
So, what’s the moral of the story? Think yourself!
It actually sounds like this. Once upon a time, 5 monkeys were kept in a cage in a zoo. Banana was provided to them but they need to climb a ladder which was provided too to them to get the banana. However, whenever they climb the ladder until a certain height, some sort of liquid would be sprayed on them to keep them away from the banana. Remember! I wrote here “them”, so it’s clear that not only the monkey who was trying to get reach of the banana will be sprayed, but the other four monkeys too. The first monkey went up the ladder and got sprayed. The second monkey tried its luck and got sprayed too. The same went to the third, fourth and fifth monkeys. Eventually, no one was dared to ascend the ladder.
Then, one of the monkeys was removed from the cage and replaced by a new monkey. The do-not-know-anything monkey went up the ladder and before it could reach the level where spray would be emitted, the four old monkeys would grab it down. When it tried the second time and the third time, the other four would do the same thing and they even walloped it. Then, again, one of the old monkeys was taken out from the cage and replaced by a new one. The second new monkey did the similar thing as the first monkey and he got the same treatment. It felt so innocent and it didn’t know why he always get beat up once he stepped on the ladder.
Soon, all the five old monkeys were replaced by five new monkeys. Whenever someone tried to get onto the ladder, the other four monkeys would pull it down and whacked it and they punched it with a much greater intensity and aggressiveness than the previous five old monkeys. They follow whatever the five old monkeys did to them but no one ever know why they had to do so.
So, what’s the moral of the story? Think yourself!
Free from EMO-ING
I’m freed from emo-ing now! I no longer feel disgusted about talking and communicating with others. Thanks for all my friends for reminding me about the words “just be yourself and people will like the way you appeared to them and actually are”. I used to advise people about this but when it comes to the time when me myself is in the situation, I remember nothing about what I have said before. However, there’s nothing wrong to do with this. Sometimes, we just need someone to remind us about something because we tend to forget when we are surrounded by the devil of emo.
“Am I a quiet or talkative person?” I always try to find out the answer for this question but it seems like I never get it. Worst still, it’s always the emo-starter. However, now I know exactly what’s the answer already. What is the significance of classifying me into either the quiet or talkative category? There’s something called moderation in this world. So, I’m the not too quiet yet not too talkative one. I am between the group of quiet and talkative. This is fine what and it might be better than in the quiet and talkative group.
YeahhHH! Free from EMO-ING!
(btw, this post is supposed to be uploaded yesterday but ..... it's the internet connection fault!)
“Am I a quiet or talkative person?” I always try to find out the answer for this question but it seems like I never get it. Worst still, it’s always the emo-starter. However, now I know exactly what’s the answer already. What is the significance of classifying me into either the quiet or talkative category? There’s something called moderation in this world. So, I’m the not too quiet yet not too talkative one. I am between the group of quiet and talkative. This is fine what and it might be better than in the quiet and talkative group.
YeahhHH! Free from EMO-ING!
(btw, this post is supposed to be uploaded yesterday but ..... it's the internet connection fault!)
1.18.2010
what's so fun about talking?
What’s so fun about talking? There are people who love talking so much until they feel so uncomfortable when they are forced to close their mouth for even a second. I don’t know why I will just don’t have the feeling of talking to anybody recently. Nope! It should be all the time. When I was at home, I keep quiet for most of the time but surprisingly, I don’t feel uneasy at all. Talking is just not my favourite passing-time activity. I play organ, read books, draw portraits and watch movies when I am free. All these activities do not need me to communicate with anyone actually and I wonder is it because I am so used to it, I start to feel lazy to talk?
Why am I feeling so reluctant to open my mouth and talk? When others chatting, I don’t have the feeling to join their conversation but I do have the interest in knowing what they are discussing about. Sometimes, when they try to tease me and if so happen I’m emo-ing, I will just give them a smile and remain silent all the way. However, I like listening to their debate. Most of the time, they are hilarious but I just don’t like to involve in it. I will pour cold water on them and let everything end with no chance to continue at all. What is the purpose of talking? I actually found the answer when I asked myself just now. It’s to get up to date to others current situation and to express our thoughts and feelings right? I know this is the right answer but I always have problems in expressing my feelings. I got the idea in my mind but I can’t put them into words. SO, there’s gone one of reason for me to talk. Constantly keep abreast with others’ current conditions. I know I should do this but I always fail in this mission. I dunoe how to dig up information about this from them, that’s why I always the most dunoe-anything-one.
Why am I feeling so reluctant to open my mouth and talk? When others chatting, I don’t have the feeling to join their conversation but I do have the interest in knowing what they are discussing about. Sometimes, when they try to tease me and if so happen I’m emo-ing, I will just give them a smile and remain silent all the way. However, I like listening to their debate. Most of the time, they are hilarious but I just don’t like to involve in it. I will pour cold water on them and let everything end with no chance to continue at all. What is the purpose of talking? I actually found the answer when I asked myself just now. It’s to get up to date to others current situation and to express our thoughts and feelings right? I know this is the right answer but I always have problems in expressing my feelings. I got the idea in my mind but I can’t put them into words. SO, there’s gone one of reason for me to talk. Constantly keep abreast with others’ current conditions. I know I should do this but I always fail in this mission. I dunoe how to dig up information about this from them, that’s why I always the most dunoe-anything-one.
one of my weaknesses
Most of the time when others are talking, I just keep quiet and listen to their conversation. Not because I choose to do so, but I really don’t have anything to comment on. If they are arguing, I still remain silent because I can’t pick out any knowledge that I had gained from the last 18 years to debate with them. I hate this personality of me. I always don’t have my own opinion and I am like the frog in the well despite 12 years of education I had received. I always ignore things that are not related to me. When it’s time I need it, then only I learn about it.
Besides, when friends are talking about the problems they are facing, I always can’t understand their feelings. I try to put myself in their shoes and imagine how would I feel if I were them but still, I can’t comprehend the stress they are having. It is not because I don’t encounter any obstacles in life before, but it’s because most of the time I can just move out from the control of stress without taking too much time. No matter how suffer I am when I am under pressure, I can easily forget about the suffocating feeling right after everything is over. I treat it as one of my weaknesses as I won’t be able to learn any lesson from whatever difficulties I had faced before. I know I should change this kind of mindset but up to date, nothing really bad resulted from this weakness had happened before and so, there’s no pushing force that will trigger me to make any changes. So…
I don’t know how should I continue this…
THE END
1.14.2010
EALD class, i love you so much!
I extremely like the English lectures that I am having now. No grammar teaching but mainly about critical thinking and literature. Not much jokes that the lecturer will tell in the class compared to other lecturers but every words that he said is so true that I almost agree with all of them. He speaks out the kind of thinking that I’ve been keeping in my mind since long time ago. I learn at least one new lesson every time I step out from the class, and undeniable, listening to his lecture actually recuperate my life, or at least my mood for the rest of my day.
EALD class, I like you so much!
1.01.2010
Was I being KL-ised?
On 1st July 2009, when I first saw “Secret Recipe”, “Starbucks”, “McDonald” and … which were just opposite my college that I was going to enroll, I was so excited and I told myself, life in BU will be like in heaven because there are so many choices of delicious food here. The first few weeks I stayed in BU, Centrepoint and 1U were the two places that I had most visited. I was so excited to taste all the food there and indeed, I had almost completed this mission and was really pleased with the accomplishment. “Strait café”, “Sakae Sushi”, “Secret Recipe”, “Old Town”, “Domino Pizza”, “Subway”, “Teochew Restaurant”, “ You Tiao Gui Gui” and “Shi Lin”. These were all the restaurants that I had visited before. Some I had even entered for more than one time.
2 months went off….then 3 month… 4 months and so on. I no longer found these food inviting. They tasted no special than the hawker’s food except their appearance looked more appetizing. They are two times more expensive than the hawker’s food though they taste the same, not including the service charge and government tax yet. I didn’t really willing to dine in these restaurants. I tried to avoid them as I wanted to keep my expenses in budget. I turned to hawker stalls for lunch and if possible, I cooked for dinner. Home-cooked food is the one that I most preferred as it’s the cheapest and the healthiest. I missed the food in my hometown very much.
Now, I’m back to my hometown. Every day, my mother cooks for lunch and dinner because she knows I miss them so terribly. I really enjoy them but sometimes, I will desire to dine in restaurant, especially when I go for shopping with mum. ECM is the most luxurious mall in Kuantan but I can hardly find any food that looks appealing to me. “Rasa Mas”, “Pizza Hut”, “KFC”, “Sushi King” and “Big Apple Donut” are all I can find in this mall. I don’t feel like entering these outlets because I had dined in these outlets for so many times already when I was in BU. I am finding “Shi Lin” and “Paratha pizza” but I can’t find them. They are not here but in 1U and I miss their taste so much. My mum suggests taking KFC for lunch and she thought this will brightened me up but nope. She still treat KFC as food that we will only take once in a time, probably once in a month, but it is no longer so for me. She thought I will be happy if she could buy me some Big Apple Donuts but no. I could buy it anywhere in BU or PJ and I’ve almost bored of eating them.
See, there’s a gap between my mentality and my family members’ mentality. I feel like I am being KLised when I was staying in BU. Is this a bad sign?
2 months went off….then 3 month… 4 months and so on. I no longer found these food inviting. They tasted no special than the hawker’s food except their appearance looked more appetizing. They are two times more expensive than the hawker’s food though they taste the same, not including the service charge and government tax yet. I didn’t really willing to dine in these restaurants. I tried to avoid them as I wanted to keep my expenses in budget. I turned to hawker stalls for lunch and if possible, I cooked for dinner. Home-cooked food is the one that I most preferred as it’s the cheapest and the healthiest. I missed the food in my hometown very much.
Now, I’m back to my hometown. Every day, my mother cooks for lunch and dinner because she knows I miss them so terribly. I really enjoy them but sometimes, I will desire to dine in restaurant, especially when I go for shopping with mum. ECM is the most luxurious mall in Kuantan but I can hardly find any food that looks appealing to me. “Rasa Mas”, “Pizza Hut”, “KFC”, “Sushi King” and “Big Apple Donut” are all I can find in this mall. I don’t feel like entering these outlets because I had dined in these outlets for so many times already when I was in BU. I am finding “Shi Lin” and “Paratha pizza” but I can’t find them. They are not here but in 1U and I miss their taste so much. My mum suggests taking KFC for lunch and she thought this will brightened me up but nope. She still treat KFC as food that we will only take once in a time, probably once in a month, but it is no longer so for me. She thought I will be happy if she could buy me some Big Apple Donuts but no. I could buy it anywhere in BU or PJ and I’ve almost bored of eating them.
See, there’s a gap between my mentality and my family members’ mentality. I feel like I am being KLised when I was staying in BU. Is this a bad sign?
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