going in and out of the gutter is really tiring..at the moment, i'm out..that's why i'm able to write this entry.
my blog's getting really bland cos i keep summarising my life..a VERY difficult task, i might add. let's see if i can do it well this time..
hmm..
nothing much happened last sunday, except..i grinded the front left bumper of my mom's car to a wall! let's just say that it was a very blond moment in my life. not that it's rare anyway.haha. i was panicking! in shock! knocking my head on the steering wheel. how could i be so stooopid?? ok, let's not discuss my idiocy...cos ten pages pon tak cukup.
what startled me most was my parents' reaction. mom just went out of the car and said, "oh, kene?". dad actually laughed at me. ok, it was more of a series of giggles. "well, you've got your first experience," he said. frankly, i was expecting screams! i wondered if they were my real parents..or maybe aliens had taken over their bodies! creepy.
nonetheless, i am gratified that they took it positively. they reasoned that i dont drive often..that the car is gi-normous! that i was given late instructions...hehee. my bro went ballistic when he found out that i didn't get a scolding! cos bila dia terlanggar, my parents were hard on him. mom told him that the circumstances were different. i'm still under 'supervision'. see, my parents made this rule, whosoever da dapat lesen, must undergo 100 hours of driving under their (my parents) supervision before they can drive the family car by themselves. tough luck.
a few days later, a stupid taxi driver hit the same spot on my mum's car. the bumper came out a bit more. the good news is, i wasn't the one driving on that day! muahaha. no one was hurt, just a few bruised egos. the car is back now..with new bumpers and new paint :)
that's that...so what else?
on monday, i crashed a Sensation & Perception lecture at JCU just to get the feel of the environment there. it was all hajar's idea...that jaja binx. overall, the lecture was interesting and informative...however, it would've been more thrilling if i weren't so sleepy. boo.
oh! have i mentioned that i quit my job?? yeah..last friday. but i do go to work every wednesday. i cant help it, im that important. haha..nay, boss needs a helping hand, and i, on the other hand, need money! it's a win-win situation, really.
nothing exciting happened this week cos i was mostly lazying around at home..trying to figure out my life..my future..what i want to be and the whole nine yards..
i was inspired when i watched Oprah the other day. It was about The Secret. Michael Beckwith is soo wise. i know that some of you have watched The Secret and know what it's about..for those of you who don't know, here's a crash course. The Secret is a movie (now also a book) made by a handful of scientists, authors and philosophers of the world. in it, they discussed the secrets to having a successful and happy life. or, as it is nicely described on the website:"This is The Secret to everything - the secret to unlimited joy, health, money, relationships, love, youth: everything you have ever wanted."
now, i haven't watched the whole movie, but i've seen bits and pieces of it. from what i've seen, i think that The Secret could be an enlightenment for all of us...people of all colours..and all religion. one of the things that grabbed my attention was this phrase: "what you focus on, expands." why it made such an impact to me is cos i realise that my passion is akin to the flame on a candle..it goes where the wind goes. that's not healthy at all. so i need to focus on what i really really really want. ew, that sounded like a Spice Girls song.
anyway, what i'm really trying to say is that I NEED TO FOCUS ON MAKING MY DREAM A REALITY! cos, honestly, i'm just oh-so tired of being in limbo. to those of you who cares, please remind me from time to time about my mission, yeah?
love you all, miss you all.
Oh, before i go, here's another pastel-coloured conversation i had with a P.2 boy recently. i had just finished praying zohor and Xuan Ying (the boy) saw me folding my sejadah. he pointed at the picture of the mosque on my sejadah and..
Xuan Ying: Do your God live there?
Me: *smiling* no, Xuan Ying.
XY: Then where your God live?
Me: *amused* My God doesn't live anywhere. He is everywhere.
XY: *shocked* everywhere?? you mean if we shower also he can see??
Me: *tickled like mad* yes, He can.
XY: haa. *sulk* not fair. i want to be God.
Me: haha. Xuan Ying, you can't be God.
XY: but i can go to heaven and be God. my father says that we become God in
heaven.
Me: you can't be..oh...are you a Buddhist?
XY: yes, i am.
Me: aah, see, different religions have different beliefs.
XY: then how come i don't need to pray one?
Me: *gave him a cheeky smile* good question! go back and ask your father that!
saje je basta. oh and, i dunno whether Buddhist believe such..maybe the kid misintepreted what his dad said..and i just asal bole shoot ask him if he's a Buddhist..cos that just didn't sound Christian-like.
that's all fancy people.
I’m usually the kind who attaches her words either to kites or stones..but I can’t resist fresh paint. Something about it smells like a promising beginning.
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