dedicated to my brother who passed away...we love ya! R.I.P.

It was more than a tragedy
Emotions be grabbin' me
Plane fell from the sky
We tryin' to figure what happened
Burnin' churches, fearin' God
Who can be so cruel
We all ignorant to AIDS
Till it happens to you
Just be a man, make plans
Listen to your voice
A woman's tryin' to make decisions
We should leave them a choice
Cause who are we to say who lives and die
Breathes and stops
All this judgements on other lives
Needs to stop
What are we livin' for
Givin' more back than takin'
On my knees still waitin' for my own salvation
Now I feel abandoned
Cuz rap you can't and say I'm greedy
You can take my taxes, send me to war
But can't feed me
It's so easy to regret things
After they done
Babies catchin' murder cases
Scared to laugh in the sun
The tragedies that we all need
Love in doses
In times like these we feel closest
The good die young

-the good die young, tupac shakur

reminiscing back the times when we roll,
never had to worry about anything
except for homeworks and the school patrol
our adolescent years was when we laughed
from the smallest joke to the biggest prank that unfold
though we grew apart and our game diversed
even if there barely was time when we sat down n conversed
the same respect and love was still there
filling up the whole gap between us
but now things done changed
and you've gone away to a better place
no more misery and people getting at your face
you left us with memories of the good times shared
and memories of the times when tears were shed
rest in peace my brother 'cause you know
you lived your life to it's fullest
and you have people around that knows you're modest
everyone know's what you have achieved and may accomplish
have no worries 'cause there ain't gonn' be people that'll act foolish
'cause you illuminated us and showed us
that life can be lived to it's fullest
without being wasted for hours and hours
or smoking ciggaretes followed by ciggaretes
you showed us the meaning of life
and the reason we should keep hope alive
so rest in peace my homie
and make sure you continue to shine down from the place you at
rest in peace

Gah gah gah

I've touched down and til now, I've only accomplished breathing in the Penang air and getting my mum to almost pee in her pants by driving like some guy who's lost his balls. But I'm a girl. You get the point anyway.

So come on lah let me out mum. and come on lah bring me out friends. and come on lah respond to me Cavina and come on lah penang is so shitty now

p.s: my dog bit me on my attempt to agitate it by pulling its whiskers. that bitch.

new new new new post

okay this place is officially desserted. again. anyways, college is nice up til now. will get better as soon as i get my car. mwahaha

i'l be looking forward for wednesday to come. get 2 see my girlfriend on tv. whoohoooooo

by the way, i'm thingking of starting a friendster blog since i finally updated my profile after, say, 6 months. hmmmm....to do or not to do?

Finally...

Trijots is (thankfully) alive and kicking. Whoopdeedoo~

Just wanna say that i mish you guys so damn badly. And seriously, we guys had betterhang out sometime..sigh

And finally, I realised my england is so badness.

grh..

*otopot-the truth.rapid eye movement.speak up.ice blended brains* : the best of BRATs Penang 2006

this fella was more like a camp mascot. a.k.a. camera shy dude.

pondering long over the BRATs advertisement was exactly what i did before working on the required essay. journalism and its family (i.e. photo essay) had been a hobby of mine for as long as i could remember no matter how sucked i thought i was at writing. i knew i did not go all out on working on the essay even though i wanted so much to be a part of it. well. i guess i was a lazy dreamer and a drifter after all. so upon submitting my form, i didnt think i stood a good chance at getting selected as i knew many people wanted the place as much as i did (and also because of my sucky essay, i think. LOL*).

so just imagine the joy when i got the news...

but the thought of staying at a MOTEL...(i have to admit, accomodation is very, VERY important to me)

but yet, i took this workshop real seriously than anything else i could ever imagine (or remember).

the first day of camp left me shell shocked for a moment. motel sri pantai doesnt even look like a MOTEL. it was wayyy better than i expected. seriously.
like, what more could you expect from here. nice beaches. nice food. night entertainment (although we had our curfew yet we tried our best to break them). nice little boy to entertain us (look up!) nice rooms (hey, mine had a mini spa beside it!).

and who could forget the facilitators.
facee #1 : hard-on-us but know-how-to-have-fun JU ENG
facee #2 : multitasking-lover DEBBIE with nice big tattoo
facee #3 : "ham sap lou" AARON
facee#4 : VILLA a.k.a Queen of Chingia with her "all chingian talk" and match making lessons
facee #5 : we-love-his-laugh MAK
facee #6 : NAVIN with its-all-about-the-scrums during rugby
facee #7 : ALVIN a.k.a rosemary chin
facee #8 : im-all-out on "char siew pau" JIRWAN
facee #9 : TIFFANY a.k.a. sexiest woman alive
facee #10 : we-owe-her-for-our-face-in-the papers! LAY PHON
facee #11 : i-dunno-how-to-describe MALIS

yup. do correct me if im wrong bratssie!

oh well. i'll just cut it all short and let the pictures do all the taking aight. here are some of the selected photos i managed to capture during camp. urm. pardon the "rojak-ness arrangements".
* all pictures can be clicked to enlarge.




the seniors and us. just right after rugby and "pepsi cola". speaking of being childish!

urm. well. deceiving orchid in my room? what? they do looked real!

members of otopot. last day of camp.

from left : farah.melanie.mindy.me.

otopot's first group photo. tea time. char siew pau was somewhere i think.

first day of camp and i took these people. sheesh. looks like the ad of cybershot T-9. two guys and two girls perhaps?

left is cat yeoh's. right is mine. this is the "too-free-syndrome".

this little guy caught my eye some sixty feet away.

butterfly seashells. pretty. loads of them along the beach.

from left : room mates yi min and catherine. right is clara a.k.a. extreamly nice girl.
not very nicely sprawed. but oh well. Bright Roving Annoying Teens.

one far far away tiny weeny island.

gorgeous. we had the luxury of watching the sun settting right after the ice-breaking "ceremony".

my figurine. well. the arrow actually points to momo a.k.a. buttcrack but she doesnt knows that. or did she?

nice pose jirwan! navin got chased for it after that.

too many cameras to look at. the best thing to do is to burst out laughing. noone can see your eyes then.

it is what its called.

exhaustion? my room mate and i after the ferry street poll.

again. the "too-free-syndrome". left is mine. right is cat yeoh's.

villa doing her thing. us bursting into more laughter.

us again.

yau char kwai shouldnt have been in this picture.

third day of camp : otopot went to the floral fest at the botanic gardens.

know your plants well people.

above to bottom : the monkey cup (you wouldnt wanna touch them. diediedie!). more monkey cups. then there's melanie. she's playing the "guess the water source" at Water Watch Penang's booth. and yes. an unidentified plant.

nice fingers on yau char kwai.

me and abigail.

last night of camp. heart to heart and "why did you joined BRATs?" talk.

above to bottom : otopot's maggie ad . otopot's sketch with jamaican "paulshaun" . more sketch.

senior's sketch. introducing rosemary chin and johnny johnny johnny johnny whoops johnny whoops johnny johnny johnny johnny.

3/4 of the 5 a.m. gang at our room #7. the guys got busted at approximately 2 something a.m.

me and elyia, our friend from tamparuli, sabah.

4 out of 5 of the 5 a.m. room #7 gang.

more of the otopot members. last day of camp.

posers incorporated.

second day of camp : our first street poll.

for a moment this man looked like a ferry street beggar. doing it standing.

"too-free-syndrome" period over. get busy everybody!

just to make sure you people dont forget how the penang ferry looked like.

otopot's editor conducting a street poll with sister angelina from Good Shephard Sisters, sabah.

yeah. i know you guys are jealous with our mini spa. just beside room #7!!

you guys had a lot of courage to take over motel sri pantai's night performers man. cherrios!


beautiful. taken on the first day of camp.

this is actually not our motel. this is kaza hotel. its beside motel sri pantai. sister angelina stayed there during the whole workshop, i think.

mindy and li san and li san and mindy. chilling at the beach on the first day of camp.

my room mate, cat yeoh and i. again.

julian cheong a.k.a the ladies man? i heard that somewhere.

julian and i.

"look up everyone!", said saiha.

erm. i dont know how to describe this.

hui wenn and G a.k.a. G-sport? nawh. sounds cliche already.

me (with eyes semi-closed) and daryl a.k.a. green day fanatic.

the other julian and i. picture imperfecto for the third time.

we just dont know where to look now, do we? arghh!

yeah. look right! look right! sehh weet.


from BRATs we learnt that if "we work hard, we get to play twice as hard". there was also the formation of the BRATs family ala madeline where we should always learn to "love our bread, love our butter, and most of all, love each other" =)

with each passing day of the workshop, not only i was left with a better picture of the journalism world, but also with lessons in life. the true value of friendship. we had our friends, earnest and elyia from sabah who knew the exact meaning of hardship. we learnt new bajau words. we existed the co-existence of dumblondes and EUT (Extreamly Unidentical Twins). we multi-tasked and thought outside the box. and most of all, we had to expect the unexpected in the real world.

i left BRATs with a little of a heavy heart. it was surprising of us to bond quickly as we spent 70% engrossed in our assignments. maybe because of the curfew free on the last night of camp. all of us are so different yet we are so much alike.

BRATs did left me with a black ring around my eye, got me drained, a little homesick, with the sounds of the mini waterfall beside my room and full blast air-cond (we didnt know how to operate it then!) but it was only a small price to pay for what ive gained out of it. this was one of the things i would never trade it for the world.

cheers!

sorry lo =(

people was busy mah. then sommor 1 day 24 hours, 17 hours my room mate use, 6 hours his sister use, 1 hour we all sleeping, cannot online mah =(

anyways, no place is better than home :) my dog welcomed me like crazy. haha.
my house's renovation has finished, and england will be playing paraguay tonight. what a nice day.

college is damn cool man. the assignments no doubt is a heavy load, but, the quality is damn nice. no wonder it is 'the one' XD glad i made the right choice

world cuuuuup. everyone's must watch tv for the next month. but i don't have sports channel T.T england all the way~~

going sooooon. mwahaha. tataz

sigh*

Wow it's been a while since i last blogged huh? Like..real blog blog...talk about me being so enthusiastic..dadeedum..

For starters...i apologise.

Cuz i can't seem to find time
Cuz i can't seem to find the line
Cuz i can't seem to find....

anything to write.


But since it's a saturday..

and I'm in starbucks all alone..

pondering how to get back afterwards...will I be raped? how much taxi? can I get any1 to come gimme a lift?

Then i guess...I'll be stuck here til 9.30pm 2nite..to test my luck whether if the free bus comes...which I doubt it would..then I'll have to resort to the taxis..damn lintah darat asses...

okay anyways, a brief intro 2 my coursemates for you guys..hehehe

another landslide of pics by me =) the joy~

..........okay i don't know which pic to upload 1st...

okay...from left, Amelia a.k.a Amy, Naomi a.k.a Monkey, erm..me?, Quentin Fahrol Sebastian wateva Hadi Roberts a.k.a Alfred a.k.a the Bisexual a.k.a Cat, Amalina a.k.a Ina, and..Raditya tatau tatau a.k.a Randy...

but that's not all

From left, again, XiangTing a.k.a Renn, Kyanne a.k.a Kiki, Naomi, Rashiq a.k.a Chicken a.k.a Gayguy a.k.a Flyguy

there's actually more of them..but I don't really have their pics..YET

anyway, here's stuf we DO

Amy's car overheated in Alamanda Putrajaya..and we decided to capture the moment...teehee

Meanwhile, Alfred has superpower force..thus the table in the pic...

and Naomi goes ahead doing cheerleading drills..while i take her pic..lololol

And what can I say? the Gays make merry...

He.....likes my guava soursop juice...and stares..hoping his superpower force will bring him my cuppa...HAHAHAHA

Naomi beats the crap out of Randy...

blargh..i look stupid here...but oh well...

aiya..there's more pics..but it's all with Naomi..geram..but anyway, i'll kip you all posted..here's for now...wana do assignment d..LOL!!

assignments totally kill...

Girls*

whoo ~ this whole thing is beginning to get real personal lately. LOL* just because my co-blogger is doing a personal journal thingy on our blog. hmm. cant blame him larh. pui fok to him for trying to keep trijots as alive as possible.

and that possibly explains how i feel right now. urm, okay okay. slight guilt. sheesh. its like im obligated to update here as much as possible. anyhow anyways, it aint a bad thing. haha. keeps me kinda sane too.

aihh. i have no idea what im trying to say.

i feel i should write a big deep post. now, that is. since i have so much going on in my life that i could ever possibly imagine. it'll be nice to share it with the world and *pats pats* my fellow co-bloggers on the web. whoa. we're talking cyber space here.

again, pardon that crap. aihh.

but, as i was saying, earlier, i think and quite frankly also, i seriously, undoubtly, silmoutaneously (uh, can that term even be used?) can't be bothered (ahh, there goes my guilt again -__-"). it is just so hard to wake up on friday mornings. *urm. this you people dont know. ive decided that friday mornings are meant for blogging before lower six starts* *just so you know, friday mornings used to inspire me* aihh.

God, a girl can be just so lazy, can't she? perhaps (or not) me and jojozZz have been promising ourselves and each other that we'll blog more frequently but err... we can't seem to find the time and probably because of the net probs (because we're such hard working girls with a huge life - HAH!) or we can't think of anything interesting to say (or how to start, in my case) aihh. you see. *frowns*

after that, we maybe tend to ponder around worrying (mostly no larh) that nobody is reading our blog and we stress out and convince ourselves that nobody loves us. *boohooboo* *sobbie*! see, women really do over-exaggerate and over-analyse and create their own imaginary problems. or is it just us? haha. siao larh. hmm. not true at all.

so you see, i was just trying to be dramatic. feels good larh. must do that more often. *tee hee*

going back to bed. lalala ~ write or comment or tag larh. okbyez. blogging shall be continued tomorrow. i hope.