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| I'm not sure how long I've been back in KMPh (or Pahang Matriculation College), but I'm guessing it's been a few weeks, more than a month. And it's been a great month. I'm sure before the August mid-sem break, I was pretty down and bored at college. Life after the mid sem break, up until now, was a blast. Been busy with lotsa stuff. Hectic studies aside, been busy with some side activities as well.
The Chinese community over here at KMPh have planned to hold a CNY celebration night, a rather huge one, that would, hopefully attract the whole college ( a 3000 plus) community to attend. I haven't been involved in anything like this before, not mentioning something of this scale. This time we're doing it all on our own. Virtually no support from the college, just the 145 of us come together and start from scratch. To minimize any effect it might have on our studies, we're gonna start practicing and preparing for it a few months prior to it, which is.. not too far into the future. You guys will never believe what I got involved in, but I ain't telling, haha. Will wait till when i actually perform before I blurt it out. Anyhow, this is as good as a college Chinese-community tradition, we have it every year, and the past few years, they've did great, and so we're excited to outdo them and come up with a bomb!
Anyways, aside from that, last week, we've been given a task to come up with a Mid-Autumn/Tanglung Festival cultural night in 1 week's time. It was a shit hell of a surprise. 1 week, everyone was stumped. We'd thought it'd almost definitely suck, but went ahead with the performance. I didn't join anything at first, but during Tuesday (this past Tuesday), just joined the choir last minute as a favour for Ai Ling and Ping. Sang 2 songs, one Chinese number (花好月圆）and a malay song (lagu Gembira). I'd thought it'd suck. One, we had no background music, not even a keyboard, nothing to sing to, just acapella. Cmon, one week choir and wanting us to sing Acapella, seems pretty insane to me. To make things worst, Ai Ling suggested no conductor. I'm no music pro, but t really all seemed like a foolish move to make. We were all damned to be humiliated in front of the college. The first few days, it was, well, pure bad. Everything was out of place. And when the time came for rehearsal, we totally sucked. Everyone was darned worried that we'd fail. Then finally Ping agreed to come out and conduct, and I guess everybody was determined to do as good as possible. Yet the last two days, up until the day of the performance, I totally lost my voice.
But praise be to God that my voice came back in time, and I didn't just become a space filler and lip-sync-er. And the even better thing was, the choir turned out exceptionally good! yeah! The other performances turned out great too. and the turnout for the night was astounding, twice as much as we expected, seats weren't enough, lanterns weren't enough. Indeed, we were all shocked and really really elated. Post-party celebrations, were, of course, even greater. Had a blast cleaning up while going crazy. I can still feel the excitement as I type now. This success of the mooncake festival is just an inspiration and a prelude for our CNY celebrations, which is gonna be even greater, in quality and in quantity.
That aside, I led my tutorial for the college Biology day presentations, pretty much like a science fair. Had a month prior to it for preparations, but in old Quan Hziung fashion, it was all procrastinated to the final week or two, before we even started planning for it. Prepared a model, that was less than satisfactory, and until the night before, it was all still in a mess. I could do nothing. but stay up whole night and perfect the model. During the presentation, it all went well, and I was more than surprised when our team got even a consolation prize, LOL. A pretty neat 7th out of 30 plus teams. I guess the other teams sucked more.
Anyways, the thing is, been learning quite a lotta stuff this past month, especially the Bio Day thing. And at the same time learning so many things from the people around me, and from the experience itself.
Finals are in a month's time. Can't afford any mistakes, or anything less than a perfect 4 flat, or i'm doomed for.
I've still got loadsa stuff up in my mind I want to blog about, but this entry was to update u guys on what I've been doing. All in all, life's pretty good now, and I hope I can say the same thing about all of u guys out there.
Take care and God bless.
Until the next blue moon,
Quan 'bear kmph' Hziung.
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| Yeah, i know I'm a lazy bum. Been back in pg for quite a few days d, and haven't really got the time effort to really come up with a blog entry. Heh.
Being back in penang feels good, for a first-timer in studying away from home. The food feels good, the friends feel good, the home feels good. Everything. Well, partly coz I've been waiting and waiting for too long to come back to pg heh. But anyways, sadly, johnny boy's no longer here. And the first few days being back in pg, his absence was indeed felt. :-/ U're dearly missed, John. Wonder when will c u again. And again, really sorry, for not being able to come back to give u a last goodbye hug, or even see you off, like so many others had the chance to. A personal shoutout of sorry to u, man, and hope u do well there in Aussie.
That aside, the few days back in pg have been days of lazing around and ... binge-eating. haha. C'mon, i've been starved over there in Pahang. You guys wouldn't want to imagine the condition of the food there. I don't think i've ate that much yet, but, it seems in these few days, there hasn't been 1 second when I felt hungry. 
Couldn't do much these few days, well one, coz the sixth formers are having school, and some, endless tuitions, and secondly, those A-levellers, yeah, they are at coll, but it's kinda too far for me to make it there everyday, haha, and well, not everyone has come back yet. And, another problem is, I STILL CAN'T DRIVE, sadly. Things would be way much better if i could drive. IF only. Anyways, hopefully the remaining week of the holidays, I'll be able to have some real fun, and spend some real quality time with some quality people. haha.
On a side note, it is my pleasure to announce to you that, I've finally got my laptop! Praise the Lord for his abundant blessings! It's a Fujitsu Lifebook, and it's darned pretty.
Okay, this entry has been pretty messy, but it just served the sole purpose of proving to myself that I'm rajin enough to get my butt up to do something meaningful.  like write a blog entry. Speaking of that, I've been thinking of switching another design for my bloggie. Hopefully it comes up soon enough.
And that's it.
Hugs and kisses to all frens.
really missed yall.
quan.
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| It's been long...... yeah, real long since I've blogged something.. anything.. well of course I can't come online everyday and blog, coz i simply do not have the time/luxuy to do so. but this wont be for long...... coz.... I'm getting a laptop!!! finalleh! o yeah babeh!. haha! o o, its my birthday...! in 3 months time! haha. still, anyhow, can't wait for my lappie. anyways, this's just a crappy entry, as usual.. can't wait to blog bout matric, when i actually have the time to do so. ciaoz. quan. | | |
| I must apologise in advance. I know I am expected to explain why our lack of concern is cause for grave concern, and how to crack out the smelling salts in time before Malaysia becomes ours to run. However, although it is easy to list the problems of my peers (plenty of practice from high school essays), I have decided to stand my ground and defend my peers, my friends. They are strong, talented people who have the potential to make great things happen, despite being misunderstood and resigned to the stereotype of today’s “apathy-filled�? youth. These are people who are learning to prove you wrong. Yes, you, the grown-ups, or perhaps non-youth for lack of a better term. To say that Malaysian youth are apathetic is to literally say that we are devoid of passion, emotion, or excitement, and lacking interest in things that others find moving. I find this incredibly hard to believe. Which youth lacks these? They practically exist in us by default. I don’t know a single person lacking it. In fact, I even know a few who are passionate about being emotionless! We are an easily excited bunch. So who decides which “things�? in which we lack interest would qualify us as apathy-afflicted? Are we expected to continuously synchronise our mindsets until they are all on your page before declaring the “combat�? over? I am not denying the existence of apathy or its prevalence among Malaysian youth, but instead of playing the offensive, let us try another approach: understanding its source. Most of us have become passive consumers - your ideal target market, what with our tendency to constantly replace handphones or clothes, and even feel inferior when we don’t. Passive consumers breed passive thinkers. It is far easier to give in, snicker at the common perspective, than rebel against the patronising efforts to repair our priorities. It is easy not to care, because stoicism is expected of us. Affecting positive change has become the underdog. We foster our apathy by cultivating vices the non-youth have desperately tried to get rid of for years, hoping that increasing awareness will erase our unresponsive behaviour. But which youth social issue has not already been a problem for decades at least? Film stars were smoking before they turned Technicolor, and we all know that drugs had their heyday in the American flower-power ’60s. It is all too easy to take the youth apathy label, stamp it on issues rampant since before our conception, and hope that by pinning us as delinquents, we will be the ones responsible for phasing out the problem. Another reason to why our insensitivity exists is that we only work with what is given, with avenues provided to us by those who are to see us through to maturity. Reading, anti-drug, and anti-smoking campaigns all provide illusions of action but have been consistently ineffective because we see right through them, straight to the lack of sincerity. I am voraciously addicted to literature, but I don’t owe it to a campaign. I owe it to people who have recommended me books they loved. When youths feel they are being talked down to and their ideas fall onto deaf ears, they turn away. I believe there is no clear-cut recipe to cure our indifference except to be realistic. Instead of investing time and effort on compulsory campaigns combating our tedium, everyone should focus on improving themselves. Role models don’t brainwash others into accepting their beliefs; they lead by example. I believe Malaysian youths are capable of enthusiastic involvement. If you are truly open to the possibility that we are brighter than you think, then consider that we are capable of making our futures just as bright. Take us seriously. If you can convince us that we are making a difference, even if on a small scale (hey, we’re not greedy), then there will definitely be more where that came from. Our devotion is not birthed from seminars or camps. When obligated into these, we feel strangled and respond with escapism. The aggression seems to hint at the paranoia that if we aren’t forced into these things, we will lack appreciation for our country. What a ridiculous notion! Our love for our country is never an issue. We are always ready to love and contribute to the place we were born, but only with solid reason. If it becomes harder for us to complain, if we are given something positive and concrete to hold onto, we will come out of our shells and follow suit. Why not? Enthusiasm is contagious, and there isn’t enough of it today. Shouldn’t this change? After all, our apathy is no more important than yours.
– Be not mistaken, I did not just go on a political writing spree. This article is credited to Liyana Yusof. I don't know if this is wrong, but I got this article from thecicak.com, a site I really love and would recommend anyone to visit. It's one of the honourable mentions in the WRITE IT 2006. Thought it'd be a good idea to share it here. My five cents: The article's got a point there. | | |
| There comes a time, When you just have to stop complaining, Stop whining; stop looking at the so many what-ifs, Stop thinking of the future that will never come, Stop making yourself miserable, Stop making your loved ones miserable Looking at you being miserable. Has the time come for me? I don’t like to be miserable, I don’t like to be sad, and make others sad. I don’t like to ask why, why and why, I don’t like to complain and be frustrated all day. But I still do, I can’t help it; Maybe I don’t say it loud enough, but I still do, I have been doing it, since ever, And tried to stop myself from doing it, since ever. There have been attempts that were successful, But only too short a period. Will I ever change? I do not know. Then I realize, More often than not, I’m the centre of my universe. I think way too much. It’s not like, I haven’t realized this before, I have, I have, and I have tried to counter it, Yet it seems like a never-ending cycle; It keeps coming back. Then I realize, I’m still a boy, Looking up at the world waiting for me, Waiting to be a man. Is it time yet? I need, I need to get over this hurdle Quick. Coz one thing I know, Is that life moves on. Nothing waits for you, nothing comes back for you. Maybe, maybe it’s time. But there are too many maybes. Yeah, again, I’m thinking too much. I wish.. I wish.. Shit, I shouldn’t be wishing anymore. Life moves on. I’ll try to be happier, Like I used to be… These are the deepest thoughts, That keep coming back to me. I tried to express it to my closest one(s), Albeit with words I couldn’t find. But this is it, This perfectly portrays, The deepest side of me, Or at least, the only things I’ve been capable of thinking.. To you who are reading this, Do know, do know, that I know, I know There is one solution, In the three letters, .. God. I will try. I think I’m better now. Though I still .. miss you. | | |
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