Love - the mysterious wonder.

It's late at night and I can't sleep. I've just watched two movies in a row, both romance: Secret and Titanic. They both end with a considerably happy ending; both show how great the power of love is; both open up the room of imagination. But they make 'love' seem too perfect to be true. In fact, real life situations have taught us to be realistic and stop dreaming of fairy-tale-like love stories.

It has always been a mystery how love arises. Love of a parent for a child, love of a dog for its master, love of a pianist for a piano. The bond is formed in a way that no one ever knows how, at least I don't. It builds up so naturally, sometimes, unknowingly. Explain it with whatever scientific theories that you have, if you happen to know one. Yet, you can never deny that feeling, the unseen, the undescribable but existing feeling.

"Love is unconditional, if it is conditional, it is not love."
I've read this somewhere and it has provoked some thoughts for it holds if not all, some truth in it.

Life's unpredictable...

It was supposed to be a day filled with joyous laughter and warm blessings. Yet, incidents do happen sometimes without any foretell.

Today's my cousin's wedding, everything was expected to be perfect. When everyone was happily chatting in the hall, my grandma fainted in the bathroom. After a while, she had awaken and seemed to be alright.

Everything looked just fine, ostensibly. We know in our hearts that this is not a good sign. Although not said, it was obvious that everyone got a shock out of it. I know, people age and they die, but the thought itself to think of losing my grandma makes me tear every single time. Trying as hard as I could, many times had I pushed that thought out of my mind and pretended like the day is never coming. But that day will come, I am just glad that today is not the day.

Maybe it's just some minor food poisoning this time, like what all the adults claimed. Maybe it's not. I hope it is.

Right now, I hear her voice, as sonorous as usual. That is a lot of relief. Things will be fine, somehow, someway. I know.

Cleaner of the day...

Woke up near noon today, had brunch and started my life as usual. Switched on the laptop, surfed the net aimlessly. Realising that I was wasting my time, finally I took the initiative to do something more meaningful - tidy up my table. My table was a mess, there were stacks of books and papers scattering everywhere. Spent almost 2 hours doing that seemingly endless chore. I never liked cleaning, and I still don't. Throughout the whole process, I was sneezing like some seriously-flu-infected-patient. My nose looked so red and it felt as though it's going to drop off if I do not stop rubbing. Thanks to all the dust and those tiny particles in air. Irritants! ==" But anyways, the end product was gratifying. My table looks tidy now, exceptionally tidy. Feeling a bit strange to be sitting at a table so clear-of-junks. Haha...Tomorrow, I'll be tending to my bookshelves. I hope by then I could still recognise my room.

Just some thoughts, sometimes, it feels more like home when things are less ordered. >< Anyhow, my dad was pleased to see the wooden surface of the table to 'resurface' after being buried for what seems like ages. haha... ^^

Rock climbing...

Woke up in the morning feeling lazy. The thought of rock climbing, however, gave me the energy to get away from my cosy little bed. Had bread and a simple sandwich for breakfast, then off my brother and I went to the LRT station. It was a long journey before we arrived at the Kelana Jaya station, where we met with Edmond. While we're waiting for the train, there was an unscheculed delay due to the testing of train, new train I guess. Anyhow, we made it there in the end and took a ride in Edmond's car to 1 Utama. Thanks, dude! Spent a long time searching for Camp5, the rock-climbing centre, with Edmond. Then, we met up with Syazwani and headed for rock climbing! ^^

Let's rock with rock climbing! haha...

We were provided with climbing shoes that made us feel weird when we first put them on. We started with the beginner session, climbed up a small mountain-like figure. Then the heights increased, so did the challenge. Safety straps (if that's what they are called) were put on around our waist and thigh like diapers, haha... Up we climbed... Getting to higher heights. Grabbing the stones, hauling ourselves up, we made our ways to the top. Then, we abseiled our ways back down. On the first attempt, I knocked the wall. haha... but it didn't really hurt. After that, it went pretty smoothly. Everything was nice and cool, only tiring. But it's definitely worth the fun!

Special emphasize: The gradient of the wall is near infinity! haha... it's vertical, people...

A great day! Enjoyed climbing, though I probably looked like a monkey. ^^

Holiday Life...

Well, yeah... It's finally holiday now after an almost half year studying in ICPU (a canadian pre-u course that I'm currently enrolled in). What can I say, this holiday was what I'd been longing for since the final exam started. It's nice lazing around, doing nothing. ^^ I don't care if anyone is going to nag me for wasting my time. Afterall, I am made of blood and flesh, not metal pieces and cogs. I need a break! ><



Let me tell you, ICPU was torturingly-hectic and fun all at the same time. I bet many of my coursemates will agree. >< Frankly, I've learnt a lot along the way, especially communication wise. I never regarded myself as a socialise person, in fact, I used to call myself an anti-social. Don't ask me why, but I am just not keen in communicating with people, especially strangers and new friends. But I guess now I am a semi-anti-social in the evolution to someone socialise. Don't get me wrong though, I can be talkative when I am in my circle of friends. Anyways, the teachers in ICPU and the way the course is structured to be helped me to discover myself. I never knew I am capable of conducting a presentation without reading off the screen like what we used to do back in secondary school. Although a lot of effort has been put into it, it is worth the price. Presentation, this new-learnt skill is yet to be polished. Yes, I will. Throughout the 1st semester, I've complaint a lot, about assignments, projects, homework... Well, I still hate them, but the undeniable truth is, they really did help. Here comes the 'love and hate theory'. Haha... Oh ya, not forgetting the bunch of friends that have accompanied me along this "sigh&laughter-packed" journey. I thank you people: Laine, May Tze, Xiao Ying, Jun Sheng, Edmond, KKC... etc. College life is never gonna be the same without you people.
Also, secondary school friends like tomato, Peggy, Steph, wk, jw... Thanks for all the supports ya. ^^ and daddy, for listening to all my problems and being considerate enough to let me lead my life my way.



Enough thanks, back to holidays.
My target this hols:
To finish all the unfinished novels that I've bought.
To learn how to pluck the guitar nicely.
To 'bang' the piano as much as I want.
To watch as many DVDs as possible.
Haha... a typical indolent life of mine.


Happy holidays, people! ^^