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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

of the 4th found freedom

With that, it marks the end of our second year and the end of taking English modules.

Too bad that the last paper was a major killer. Three Bio gals and I went to Pizza Hut and GV at PS to end that sorrowful day. And the movie, superhero, just had to be the lamest of the lamest man. Urgghh. But thank god we managed to get everything with our super saving coupons!!

[Wednesday, April 30, 2008]

Monday, April 28, 2008

of the smell of freedom

Less then 24 hours. And I am as hardworking as ever. weird. But good.

[Monday, April 28, 2008]

Friday, April 18, 2008

1 down. 3 long more to go.

[Friday, April 18, 2008]

Sunday, April 13, 2008

of the rush madness

Exams.

And new obsession: Qing Tian by Jay Chou.

[Sunday, April 13, 2008]

Thursday, April 10, 2008

of what in the world?!!

Sometimes I'm too nice that I give in to EVERYONE but they SIMPLY REFUSE to cooperate with me.

Oh and seriously, what's up with the homosexual movement in Islam? Let me get this straight, there is no way homosexual is accepted in Islam. No I don't have anything against them but if the Muslims want to let homosexuality be accepted in Islam, well too bad as it ain't going to happen. I am so sorry but if you all don't realise it by now, the Qur'an or Hadith will not and never be changed to fit the new and modernised, or I should say, deteriorating human race.

Does this come as a shock to you? Aww, come here. Let me give you a tight slap.

I'm not open-minded, you said? Uh hello? I think you are the close-minded one here! The last time I checked, homosexuality is not and never will be accepted in Islam. Sorry what's that again? I'm sounding too harsh? Gee, am I? Or the truth is too hard for you to accept? OMG, tell me you are not ***? Oh no, please tell me if I could help? hurhur.

Refer to 'A Jihad for Love' here if you don't know what I mean. It is a movie produced by a Jew and directed by homosexual Muslim male. I am so angry as they used the very sacred word; jihad. It seems that this sacred word has been so distorted and being put to use in so many erroneous context lah seh.

"You can be gay or lesbian, and still be a good Muslim" (From the trailer). Well I think a good Muslim won't be homosexual ain't it? As they know what is accepted and not accepted? And why is there the 'still' word? It denotes a negativity of one being unsure, right? If not why should there be the word 'still' in that sentence, hmmmmm? But of course I strongly believe that a person will reap rewards for the good Muslim part, but I'm unsure about the homosexuality though. It's up to Allah. I don't dare to say anything.

Remember what happened to the ummah of Prophet Luth? They were being punished for their homosexuality.

I believe Islam doesn't discriminate on anyone BUT asking homosexuality to be accepted and practiced? I think it cannot be done. I am sorry.

It's like asking pork to be allowed and accepted as consumption in Islam. Yes, if there isn't ANYTHING left in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD to be eaten, a Muslim can resort to eating pork. But if there is only one gender left in the world, we can marry each other of the same sex, then??! No!!! You can't. You know why? Because it is useless as you can't conceive!!! Duuhhh. So what's the point. tsk tsk.

Islam is flexible yes but there are limits. And there is always a reason as to why such thing is allowed while such thing is not. The reasons are very logical lah by the way. Don't go and distort them CAN?!!

Oh and so why Muslim men can marry 4 women then, you asked? Kaoz. It's a very long reason to put here.

On another note, too many sacrifices are killing me already. I gave up as I've died trying.

[Thursday, April 10, 2008]

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

of positive encouragement

Yesterday marked the last day of my elective voice studies class.

Claire the tutor was and still is very pleased with my presentation cum teaching. No negativities about it though. Hmm, not too sure if that's good or bad. I remembered after the presentation last week, she sad that Singapore schools need teachers like me and foresee that if I stayed in a school long enough, I can be a principal. Hmm. A principal? Man, I don't know what will happen to that school. hurhur. But it's a good start for me to face further presentations and teachings in future.

What I was teaching last week you asked? It's Sexual Reproductive System. I know I know, but hey, I can't keep dodging this topic as I WILL BE teaching it almost every year of my future teaching years man.

Playing the animal game. I'm in the bird 'squawk squawk' position.

I'm doing the bird and giraffe action. Picture snapped by Claire.

Can't remember what I'm talking though. HAHA.

Trying to get ready for a photo. Claire is the one in pink.

Almost all the girls of us wore something black.

They sabotaged me by asking to take a solo pictures with the gentlemen in the class. No offence for the 2 other guys though. hurhur.

Aaron who is on the left, looked like Isnin. The class agreed when I suddenly exclaimed about their similarities by showing them a passport photo if Isnin. HAHA. On the right is Gavian who is actually my poly friend.

You can see how happy I was in that class. Too bad we did not take a photo of a the whole class as we ended up lingering instead. Seriously you guys should take Voice Studies as an elective. But then again, we are so fortunate to get Claire so the tutor can make or break that module.

With that, that's the last class for the semester and I just realised that this semester marked my last close proximity with English modules as I'm a Biology major. But then again there will be modules on The Teaching of English or something like dat. -_-".

On Monday morning, something really hilarious happened. Apart from the 60
minutes delay from the red line in which I heard it was due to a suicide, I got picked up by a stranger.

To cut the story short, I was sitting and then a Malay guy in smart office wear, look like in mid-forties and that all his hair was white, with red havent-sleep-for-a-very-long-time eyes, threw a small pink paper at me just before he went out of the train. I was stunned for a moment but continued looking at my laptop as I was switching it on. After the train moved, I then opened the paper and at the same tie, reading some prayers so I don't get, you know, hypnotised or what, by whatever on that paper. There was his name, Jeff and his number. Hahah, Jeff? What was he thinking eh?! I gave it to Isnin and we made him the butt of our joke. HAHA.

It turned out that this Jeff guy doesn't know how to SMS I think. He kept calling while Isnin only messaged him twice and he never replied any messages. He have been calling Isnin for days and I told him that if he called again, just message him and sort of 'scold' him for picking up young, attached ladies. hehe.

Exams soon. Toodles.

[Wednesday, April 09, 2008]

Saturday, April 05, 2008

you, of all people.

In these trying times, I need you the most. But you are not giving me the support and security that I am expecting. I'm tired of asking. You just don't read me well.

Or maybe you don't even know me well.

[Saturday, April 05, 2008]

of the trauma

If you happened to listen to the radio around 8plus in the morning yesterday and heard about an accident where the 2 lanes leading to Jln Bahar was heavily jammed, well, that's US.

It's weird that I'm not even driving the car but yet I feel as traumatised as my other 2 friends, including the driver. Let's just name them N, my other passenger friend and D, the driver friend.

We saw that BMW bike from far and that bike jammed brake and so did we. But upon approaching, I somehow knew that we are going to crash. And no, no images of my whole life flashed me through kinda thing happened.

When I tried to recollect, that part when we crashed him, my mental image was somehow blurred. And even the bang sound seemed far to me. Is this because my brain was mentally blocked and shocked? Usually people would faint but I didn't so maybe my brain did freeze for a while. I quickly went out of the car to check that biker while my friends was I think still shocked to get out of the car as quickly as possible.

What amazes me was that my friends and I managed to composed ourselves and call the important people. I tried to raise the bike and pull it towards the lane cos the bike landed IN THE MIDDLE OF THE 2 lanes, causing massive obstruction. I even almost tried to sit on the bike and ride it as well, I had a bit of experience with Nyno's bike so I kinda understand the mechanism but that bike was so huge. And a Malay biker uncle stopped and help the slightly injured guy to push the bike.

So the auxillary police on a bike came. I controlled the traffic cos I don't want any oncoming vehicles to make contact with that bike cos we do not want any more damage done. I looked for the red triangle in the boot but it was nowhere so my friend used a red basin that she had instead. It's like, all my driving theories came into play! N and D did the paperwork and tried to ask the biker to go hospital and stuff but he refused, while I stared daggers at drivers to STAY CLEAR of the lane that we were in. It is no easy job as I almost brushed with many vehicles as they are so in my face, but I couldn't care less at that time. All I care was no injuries done and that my friends are ok.

The biker was an NTU lecturer and was very kind to us. He understood our predicament and he never even cursed or yelled at us.

So the police helped to pull the bike towards lane 1 and mind you, we were not EVEN on the road shoulder as the accident happened on lane 1, which is the fastest lane. Road shoulder was on lane 2. Another mental image that I could not forget was that when the police tried to move the bike, I turned and saw the WHOLE VEHICLES behind us STOPPED AND WAITED! It was like for a moment, the WHOLE WORLD WAS SILENT and STOPPED FOR US! My jaw dropped as I looked at the EMPTY lanes ahead of us. When the police nodded his head at the first few vehicles in front of us, the whole traffic started to move by then.

We were supposed to arrive at school by 8am to rehearse for a presentation at 9.30am. I called another group member and informed her about our situation and of course, she was equally shocked. She told the lecturers and they were very compassionate about this. So we still had to present but the lecturers factor in our earlier situation into account.

There were 4 people in our group and that since 3 of us were still in shock, the 4th member, H, managed to inhibit our dampened spirit. N broke down when she was about to do the introduction for our presentation and quickly, H took over, followed by D and me. It was very hard when I tried to keep thinking about the Pasir Ris rock bund and the animals on it when the image of that biker flung over and a loud BANG kept replaying in my head. I was very thankful that I could still focus and understand whatever I was saying and seeing on the slides.

Now, the thing is, there are people in our class who were not happy about this. One of the professor wrapped up the class by apologising and acknowledging our situation and related it to the whole class on how she experienced the same thing and that she only cried about it after 2 hours. She looked at our group and told us to look out for each other as the shock will get onto us at a later time, especially our driver friend. D.

And
even after those lengthy talk, one stewpid and INSENSITIVE girl in our class came to us and asked "Eh just now why your group given some exceptions by Prof S?" And H explained to her that N, D and myself involved in an accident, DUH? And this stewpid and insensitive girl said "Oh, I thought N was sick or thought what Prof S meant that we all were late (except H) cos we were caught in a jam in a traffic because of an accident". H was at this point of time, freaking pissed, and replied "NO! THEY WERE THE ONES EXPERIENCING THE ACCIDENT. THEY HIT A MAN ON A BIKE."

And guess what that woman answered "Ohhh..ok, ok". and buzzed off. JUST LIKE THAT. Hello?!! Where was she went Prof S was telling the WHOLE class about the accident thingy??? It just dawned on me that some people couldn't care less except their grades.

Another disappointment thing I learnt that sometimes, you CAN NEVER COUNT ON A FRIEND. One male classmate said that he saw us on the road while driving. We were appalled that he did not stop and help us, yet just zoomed pass through us!! And imagine that I got a message from an acquaintance whom I barely knew, saying that "Hey Jannah, saw you on the road. U guys ok?". I said yeah etc. and she replied "Ok, if you need any help, please let me know yah!" I was very touched by this and at the same time, UTTERLY DISAPPOINTED THAT NO ONE IN THE CLASS EVEN OFFERED SUCH THINGS!! The fact that N and myself DID SO MANY THINGS AS CLASS REPS BEFORE EVEN HEIGHTENED MY DISAPPOINTMENT, yet an acquaintance offered help although she didn't stop to help but that's beside the point.

This aftermath will of course, take time to get over it. I even told myself to stop my driving license but I think this is a challenge that Allah wants all of us to learn and be extra careful. I checked with D and she's ok and that the paperwork is on the way and stuff. N and me planned to help D financially cos personally, I felt bad and blamed myself for it as I thought none of this would happen if D did not pick me up and N at my place. But then again, this is all predetermined by Allah. And it has happened. Learn and reflect on it.

And of course, it teaches me a whole lot more on INSENSITIVE PEOPLE WHO ARE GOING TO BE TEACHERS SOON. GOOD LUCK TO YOU GUYS HORRR. I have no idea how your kids will turn out under you man. Shame on you!

I took pictures of the accident and gave it to D. Sorry I can't put it up here.

Yet another thing that I was disturbed by. That biker guy could have easily be Nyno. I mean, that guy even have the same height and similar looks with Nyno, specs and all. Me, being paranoid and all even told him not to ride anymore but my naggings fall on deaf ears. I know I shouldn't be overly paranoid but I won't be able to forgive myself if anything happens, what with the gazillion close brush with accidents MANY TIMES when I was a pillion rider on his bike last year.

For those kind souls, thank you for your encouragement. May God bless us all.

[Saturday, April 05, 2008]

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