We're supposed to be the leaders of Malaysia?

Negaraku
Tanah tumpahnya darahku
Rakyat hidup
Bersatu dan maju
Rahmat bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita
Selamat bertahta

Rahmat Bahagia
Tuhan kurniakan
Raja kita
Selamat bertahta...

Look at that. Its not a long song, there aren't too many lyrics, how hard can it be to remember this song , right? Wrong. Ivy and I were on our way home on the bus last Friday, and we were talking about stuff in general when the subject of patriotic songs came up. And that was when we realized we couldnt remember the words to our own national anthem. Gasp! You can imagine how horrified and disgusted we were with ourselves. We sang it almost everyday for 11 years!!! how can it be that after more than 2 years of not singing the song we'd forget the lyrics???? It was really scary and a bit of a moment for us, I must say. So now I'm just sitting here consumed with guilt and trying to memorize my national anthem all over again. What are we going to forget next, who our Prime Minister is? Shocking, really. And we're the ones who're supposed to be the leaders of the future. Hah. Malaysia is doomed.

Birthdays in Hosanna

It was Caroline ( our new German resident) 's birthday yesterday, so on Wednesday at midnight we knocked on her door with a birthday chocolate mudcake.

Nevis knocked on the door, she opened it, and we stood there for 2 full seconds in silence before someone yellled out, 'Sing! sing!'

And we all started singing ( Horribly off tune, its a wonder she knew what we were doing)

And after all that trouble, cake time!!!! :)

Below are some pics from the night. Gathering up in Lalita's room. You can imagine this was some feat as it only takes 5 people to crowd our tiny rooms.
Chocolate cake. We found out Michel's had stopped making chocolate cheesecakes... NOOOO!!!!

Group pictures with our respective cakes.

Amanda and I waiting for midnight in Lalita's room.

Picture with the birthday girl.

The ladies.

All the people who helped eat the birthday cake and sing the birthday song.

Random-ing

This is what we do at home in Hosanna Heights ( That's the name of my boarding house in case anybody is wondering).
Was going through some photos and found them. Random, but who cares.We try our bestestestest to study, this is our dining hall/study hall.
Although we sometimes take little detours and make miniature monuments ( Leaning Tower of Pisa) with glasses.
Great Wall of China from mashed potatoes mixed in with rice. Yuck I know.
Of course we camwhore.
Make music ( I hope)
Celebrate birthdays. Eat Cake. I really enjoyed the latter.
Play ping pong!!! ( I don't rock at this)
Play cho tai ti!!!!
play heart attack
Try on friends' stupid looking beanies just for laughs.

Life in a boarding house is fun!!!

Ever-changing

I read somewhere once that the only thing that was consistent in life was change.

After almost 20 years of living life, I couldn't agree more.

Life changes so rapidly, without warning at all.

It could be one way today, and totally different the next day. A blink of an eye, and life as you knew it could evolve into something so foreign, so strange yet still familiar.

Everyone has their own dreams, their own attitudes in life, their own thoughts, their own intentions and desires. But yet circumstances draws us together, draws us into a tight web of connections in this seemingly small world at times that makes me marvel at the wonder that is life.

I've had so many people walk in and out of my young life, some I've kept in touch with over the years, some I've tried, some I've totally lost touch with, some I've had to let go even though I never intended or wanted to.

And sometimes I wonder, is it worth it?

Is it worth it to let people in your lives when you know they are going to walk away again, leaving an empty space, leaving you to pick up the broken pieces and try to fill up that hole?

Because despite all her beauty and excitement, life is cruel. She doesn't care, she doesn't care at all. She takes and gives, takes and gives until sometimes there is nothing left at all.

A dear friend is moving out tomorrow. A neighbour and someone who's always been there when I needed anything. ( Except before lunchtime!!) But tomorrow she will be leaving. Not far, but leaving nonetheless. I wish her well, really, I wish I could be like her, letting go of this place we've all grown attached to, but for some reason, I just can't. Not yet.

No more late night talks, no more going down for meals together, no more watching movies together, no more calling each other rooms on our free landlines because we forgot to tell the other a joke or just to talk, no more running next door to get the other to watch a youtube video, no more just being there, in each other's company. I guess I just have to get used to that, just another change life has thrown at me. It was always coming to this anyway.

You know who you are, thanks for giving me an awesome year and a half of living together, thanks for being my friend, thanks for being you, thanks for being irreplaceable. Thank you.
I'll miss you.

200th post!!

WOOHOO!!
This blog has reached it's 200th post!!!!
Thats like 2 centuries in blog years!!!!

My Sister's Keeper

Cindy and I chose this movie over 'The Ugly Truth' starring Katherine Hiegl and Gerrard Butler as we both felt it was 'our type' of movie, you know, crying movies.
Boy were we right.
It was 'our type' of movie alright.
We practically sat there and cried from beginning to end, by the time the movie was over, we just sat there ( with everyone else in the theatre) while the credits rolled and tried to compose outselves.
This is a movie based on Jodi Piccoult's novel. It is about a girl who was born as a donor for her sister who has leukemia. She was genetically engineered to be a perfect match for her sister, so from birth, she has been in and out of hospitals, donating this and that to her sick sister. She finally has enough, and sues her mother for medical emancipation.
Her mom is then faced with the awful dilemma of having to choose to save her sick daughter or allowing the daughter to die and let the other daughter have her freedom.
The movie was so well-made and so heart-wrenching that it made both of us appreciate life so much better after the movie.
I know I've said it so many times before, but seriously, people need to take my advice this time. If you feel like a touching movie, WATCH THIS!!

Happy Birthday Sis!!

Happy Birthday, Sis!!!
Hope you have a great one this year!
16's a great age to be ( Trust me!!! I wish I was that age again..)
Nice talking to you today, miss ya!