Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Errghh...

Still waiting for pics of graduation.

gah.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

Update of College Grad ceremony.

The day before graduation:
-Went to Jaya Jusco Maluri with mom, so she could help me to pick what to where. Seriously, I suck at picking cloths.

-Ate at KFC with mom.

-Good thing we had enough money, cause the shirt, pants, and tie cause right below RM100.

-Bought a few groceries after shopping, as we had enough money to buy.

-Ironed all the wears, including blastid gown.


Graduation Day on Saturday.
- The usual transport hoopla. Mom couldn't come. Same with Bro, as paying RM 80 or RM120 for a ticket to a GRADUATION is ridiculous. THAT, I agree.

- Manage to arrive without a scratch, and made it by 12noon. Got a bit lost of where to register, but found it at library.

- Got the damn sash.

- Went around and dropped by the labs. Posted a bit on Sages.

- Then went to deal with the photoshoot thingy. Had one free studio shot. Will pay for stage shot later.

- Found out that the gown and tie weren't too kind to my neck. Ergh...

-Went to the FAD grad's waiting room. Bloody hot as hell. Met Amanda from the Animation course.

- Also met a few friends who were ALSO repeating the course. The whole GD class including me got pics taken.

- Lined up outside, everyone sweating in gown. Had to bring my damn bag to ceremony as I don't know where to put it.

- Thru the duration of ceremony, hoot and shouted for a few friends, while shut up when former colleague(s)(hypocrites...) went up.

- Near the end, the "Wah-ho" song came about. I was the only GDD guy in red sash to go up there and CELEBRATE Good TIMES!

- Got sandwiched for final photo taking. Met my cousin Amir and his parents.

- Got rid of Graduation get-ups after checking my status in the library. Avoided certain hypocrites there. Got deposit back.

- Phototaking with Daniela, my now former lecturer, with my uncle, aunt and Amir. Daniela commented about how "evolved" I look, when I actually wore something like this in Semester 7. Sheesh.

- Followed cousin to his parent's apartment, where they were holding a Congrats party for him, and automatically, I ended up sharing the limelight.
And my aunts suddenly donated RM150 to me. Now I'm RM150 richer. Unexpected.

- Cousin dropped me off LRT after kenduri. He commented that you don't NEED the IELTS cert to get degree, and saying that the no notion of needing the cert is bullshit. Must check if that's true.


Today:

- Posted on Sages as Rainbow Batman. My way of Celebrating my freedom.

-Now going to KLCC with Mom and Bro.

Next week: Pictures!

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Did a lotta screaming today... I BLOODY GRADUATED!!!

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

YIPPY-KAY-YAY!!!

I'M FREE!!!

I'M SO GODDAMN FREE!!!

I BLOODY GRADUATED!!!

UPDATE FOR DETAILED INFO TOMORROW OR MONDAY!!!!

MUST GET PICS FROM BUDDIES!!!

WHOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, January 19, 2006

A day in College for Graduation rehearsal.

So, I had to waste RM 8.30 just to travel to college. *sigh* Again.

So, I went to the Hall of Fame, got my gown and stupid hat(aka Mortarboard), met a few old friends, and avoided former colleagues(hypocrites...). Then had to wait till 1pm just to sit there, move here and there, and listen to yada-yada, and there's been some mix-ups where music is concerned. Went to get sash, only to discover that they ran out of them, and hafta get them on Saturday. Then left with a buddy, who dropped me off to Sunway Pyramid, and I ate at around 4pm.

... What? Why do I need to waste money on turds they call college food?

Other then that, looks like I gotta go shopping for formal wear. Why do I even need to wear a tie, I will never know. I hate wearing those.

Wonder how much are clip-ons...

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Wha? No introduction? GOLLY! :p

In case yer wondering why I have not made an intro about this jolly ol' Absurd Fellow, me...

Well, instead of starting this blog of with an intro when I registered, I'll do one right before I die a natural death, or slow one from a gun or knife one, or disease, if I ever get those.

It'll be fitting to end this blog life with a profile of me, don'tcha think?

Further more, I've no interest in spending my life after 50-years of age. I'd rather not be just loitering around being useless.

Monday, January 02, 2006

The only glaring significance of 31st December.

Ah, the new years. It's a time to move on and forget...

Not really.

The thing is, I find myself the same every year, confronting the same problems, and confronting demons within. From time to time, I fail, and won.

If there's one thing that seems to be some importance to me on 31st December, is when I met my first love, in 31st December, 1999. She was a chinese girl at the age of 17, and I was 18, a dumbass malay, and fresh out of high school (Oh, Thank God! I couldn't stand that school!). It was at that very moment, after the clock hits 12am, and fireworks ablazed, and lips met. And thus began the interracial relationship.

It was done in secrecy, with me quite often going to the Internet cafe that she was working in part-time. We shared moments with each other, sometimes silently, walking around the Golden Triangle enjoying every cherished memories we could make. At times, she asked me why I chosed her(over email. She's more talkative online). I could not say for I do not know why.

That time... was my first time I actually encountered love. The embraces, the brief kisses(we didn't do that often, as she didn't like to in public. As usual, my idiot male genes at times wanted to pucker. Good thing I knew a way to restrain.), the chatting... all of it was wonderful. But than I was 18, so there are things I didn't consider while at that age.

Will this relationship last?

How do I know if she really does love me?

How do I know that if I really do love her?

How do we support each other in the future?

Was it really love?

There are times that you can't trust your emotions, and there are times you wonder if love was real, or THAT real.

Alas, it did not last long. After 3 measly months, she wrote a letter to me that her parents found out, and she had to break the relationship. All because I was malay. I balked at it, and wrote a letter about how I feel. Again, I was 18. A really stupid kid.

And it's 7 years later, with very few attempts to create new relationships, all failed before it got started, and I realise that the love wasn't there... until I met another. Or so I thought. After so many moments of friendship in college, that person chosed another before I could make a move, and my heart was ripped to shreds after several online confrontations with her, ending it was that last talk of religion, and from my point of view, she never did had any feelings for me...

That thing about religion was the ultimate end to our friendship. THAT also forced me to reevaluate myself and what I thought about love and religion, and thus I chosen celibacy, choosing a life of a lone wolf, with only a handful of friends to depend on (don't know how long that will last.).

It was that very moment on 31st December, 2005, when I walked through the jolly yet rowdy population of celebrators, I went to the spot where I gave her my first embrace of love.

And there, I looked up from that same spot, watching the fireworks go by, and I stood there silently remembering how wonderful those memories are, and how I was stupid to just threw that away with frustration at the world.

Shereen Siow, where ever you are, and whoever you are with...

I just want to say I'm sorry, and no, this is not a reconcillation letter. I'm not attempting to get a second chance. It's just a article of apology and remembrance...

But Thank you... for everything.

You gave me something that I will alway cherished, which are memories, and gave me that sliver of what love really means.

I owe ya that, friend. And Happy New Year, and let's hope 2006 turns out for the better... *crosses fingers*

Sincerely,

Hafiz, the Absurd Fellow.