Monday Blue

It's just some random talk with one of my friend just now.. about tomorrow being Monday blues.

And I mentioned to her that in actual fact, every working day will be BLUE. The only difference is there is a different shades of blues for everyday.

She agreed and say that Monday has the darkest blue of all. XD

It leads me to think that isn't that true? No matter whether you love your job or not, as long as you know you are going the spend your day at work and not being able to do things you wanted to do, it will be tough. Love your job and it might be a lighter blue. But still blue.

Holiday? Red? or Pink?

But then, those traditional tear-off calender.. weekdays are always green and weekends are red. That is why everytime I see red I feel happy and excited. But then, I never hated green. Haha.. Ok..a little out of topic.

It's just that I had not written anything for quite sometime and I think it is time I resume writing as this is the only place I can pour my heart into and not worry about whether I get my grammar or tenses right. I just want to rant.

Thank you.

Getting old

I think.. I need to admit. I'm getting old. Literally and physically.

I rarely get excited over any matters anymore. I might be happy and excited but not excited excited anymore. (Am I making sense?) it's just that I don't dare to get excitedly anticipating or having high expectations because I'm afraid to be disappointed like I did so many times before.

I don't have many energy anymore for bring jumpy and bubbly all the time. After a whole day work, I just don't have the energy or mood to do anything else other than just sit and watch my dramas.

I envy. I envy people that do so well in their career. I envy those that are successful. I envy those that are so loveable. I envy people surrounding me. I can't get satisfied with what I have anymore.

I get over sensitive over small tiny matter. I don't like it when people stare at me. I get angry when other driver over-take me. I get agitated when someone hone me. I dislike it when people don't remember what I said.

I really don't understand myself anymore. I am afraid. I tried not to be anything like the above. I noticed I changed after I'm back from uk. I don't like it. But my will power to change is just so weak.

I'm hating myself at times.

What am I doing?

Happy Independence Day Malaysia! MERDEKA!

It was 31st August 1957. Everyone was busy preparing themselves, getting themselves ready, look handsome, look pretty, look good basically. Everyone was rushing to Dataran Merdeka. Just to shout together with Tunku Abdul Rahman, our father of Independence, MERDEKA! MERDEKA! MERDEKA!

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Today, it is 31st August 2012. 55 years after that meaningful and historical day. 55 years after we fought for our independence. How much had we done?

55 years is actually very young for a country. There is still galaxy of room for improvement. Of course, everyone is trying to be in control to try to IMPROVE Malaysia. (Is that true? Is that purely for the benefit of our country?)

I do not pay attention to the political world. Therefore, it will be unwise for me to comments. And anyway, Independence day shouldn't be connected to political. It should be a day for all Malaysians to just celebrate and be together to commemorate why there is Independence day to celebrate in the first place. ^^

I would have to confess, I'm not a very historical person. My knowledge of history stop after my SPM. (though my result is great...:P) I forgot many facts that I memorise for the exam. Yet, there is still something that stuck. I was born after we got our Independence. Therefore, I do not experience how it is before. However, reading the history of events, I tend to get a general idea. I guess no one like to be in control by anyone. We call Tanah Melayu our country. No matter who you are, as long as you are born in this piece of land, you are now a Malaysian. Does it makes you someone else whether your skin colour is darker or lighter? Or whether your mother tongue is different? 

No. 

We all love Malaysia. We all want the best for our country. We do feel the heartache when something bad happen to her. Many will disagree as they might not feel good being a Malaysian. But think.. do you truly, really, sincerely like to be someone else? Do you really have no love left for our little country? The country you are born in, raise up in, makes friends, learn and play, the country where your family fought for Independence? Do you really do not appreciate all this? 

I do not care much for the well being of the country in actual fact, I turn a blind eye and let it be.. hahaha.. 

However, I tend to get a little emotional everytime 31st August comes by. It reminds me that this is the day where all Malaysians celebrate and appreciate the freedom we have. This day belongs to every Malaysian. Today is when we should shake each other hands and just smile and wish each other Happy Merdeka. Just a simple smile, a simple nod, a simple wish. To show that we appreciate Malaysia. 

Malaysia is still a very baby country, trying to grow up, trying to be adult, trying very hard to be mature. All of us as her guardian should help her. We should all celebrate her birthday and pat her back, telling her that everything is alright. Everything is fine. We will help you to grow up. We will not let you slide back to 55 years ago. We will bring you forward. 

Happy Merdeka Malaysian!

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Kaka Art Market July 2012

I finally participate in an art market! ^.^ 

Read all about it here! 

It is definitely and eye-opening experience for me. I hope this is the first of many.. hehe

^_^