Rise of the Planet of the Apes

It's been awhile I haven't blogged about movie. That's because I haven't seen one lately that is worth the post. Until this one which tops the rank of box office, and which after I watched it, I was totally elated to blog about it.

I'm not really a good movie critic, although in my attempt, I'm really trying. So mostly, I'll just blog about my whole emotion and thoughts while through the process of watching the movie. Well, something I'm really clear about is, I was really on the apes' side. I just wanted them to be free, free from the leash, free from the lab, the cage, the abuse and lived in a home which was their natural habitat. And they meant no harm. Not at all at the first place.

When We Almost There

Almost half the decade now. We haven't given up. We may have only running around in circle, chasing our own tails. If we have one. I start to question, "aren't we moving forward?"

 For the first time, he posed the question: what chance would we have then? (After the next 3 years, plus the previous 4 years, that would make it 7 years) I'd had answered him: the chance is there to stay, it depends on how we approach it. IF only you want to get hold of it.

I'm not sure if his time is running out. But I reckon that is the only valid reason why he asked such question.

Remember what I said about another dimension? "It's not worth the exploration." Because I'd been there and failed miserably. So I thought this time would be different. Yet almost everytime we're about to explore together, lots of questions surfaced and we all went to contemplating mode. Ponder on time that had gone by, and we only kept on waiting on the opposite sidelines. Helpless and clueless.

I'm now torn between looking forward and step back to reflect, or just give up once and for all. Maybe I'm the factor all along. I should let him go. Set him free.

It's now or never.

Kindhearted Spirits

It was nothing as surprise or as meaningful as the kindness of a stranger. But a minute of kindness and compassion unto others regardless the level of acquaintanceship we share could go a long way. And it made my day.

During my 8-months of summer job (what a long "summer" job), I face only egoist and hypocrites who thought they know-it-all and know-it-well. They can say however and whatever pleases them, even they have every chance they can get to talk my ear off. Happens everyday.

What really throws me off is how they talk about wisdom ever-ry-day, but then I'd see how their words way too contradicts their actions. Their egos is bigger than their cranium. It baffles me what these people are trying to prove ever-ry-day. Seems to me always trying so hard to prove something I cannot see, that they are stand-out from the crowd. For what? So what? Talk. Talk. Talk like there is no tomorrow. Like it's going to make any differences.

So back to my humble acquaintances. Our acquaintanceship only business base. Yes, it was business affair. There were only 2 acquaintances I'd like to highlight and will never forget. They are our clients.

Mr. W who gave me 3 big Chinese paos (bun). When I held the synthetic bag filled with warm paos in my hands, my heart melted felt like crying. I didn't really figure why he did it. Maybe the warm pao represented farewell gifts for my resignation. Or a token of appreciation for what I've done with his "new case"? I'd never forget his "they are still warm".

Ms. F gave me 10 ringgit. Ok, not because she gave me bucks that I should give her credit. Giving out money could also mean appreciation or rewards right? In a positive sense. Though I kept declining of course. I'll never forget her "well, just a little reward (or congratulatory) for you going to university"!

It has been a long time anyone as kind as they were enter my life. They may had shrugged it off and unnoticed their own kind actions, but their magnanimous and generosity is what remains in my heart and mind. Even though they are only people who might just rub your shoulder once in you lifetime. Mr. W and Ms. F are who makes me feel grateful about lots of things and meaning of true kindness.

Waaaay too far from humbug and egoism.

Life on My Own

It is good sometimes. Whenever I feel like writing, I always try to find what I want to let loose, how I really feel and to organize my thoughts. Then pen it out.

At times, it is ridiculous as I got the notion that whatever I "try" to write, is like an "idea" to me for that instant, but not really how I feel I want to write. Nonetheless, it is fulfilling and I do feel content.

Yesterday was like a get-together with some old friends, not really friends, but more of childhood comrades. It was like you flip through an old photo album, only it was on Fb. I glimpsed on their photos (and profiles), wondered how they have grown, where they were at this point of life. Some from chubby shorty to slim-down-like model. Others, I had always guessed on how they would turn out to be. It surprised me not, and I've been right all along.

My very first semester is the only thing I'm really looking forward to. To meet new people. Like after a terrible storm, to have a new lease of life, in a new environment. Maybe a new me. Despite the fact that I'm not sure what to expect.

The Alternate Reality

I'm a big fan of jokes and comedies. But lately I cannot seems to bring myself in front of the box to watch even a mere 5 seconds Just for Laugh. I know it would give me a heck of a blast.

My mind seems to wandering afar. Somewhere deeper and couldn't find reasons why. Or I'm living in denial, after what I've done. I don't want to confront it and refuse to bring it up. It's there to stay even I don't want to acknowledge it.

Maybe I don't want to give in. I feel the inner negative strength, it is forcing me so hard to surrender. Compelling me to just embrace the ugly reality.

But then, where would I be after I raise the stupid flag?

USM: Seeking Comrades

This post is dedicated to whoever is ardent about taking Journalisme in USM, like me! Boys and girls, as long as not stalker and pervert!

Well, my main purpose is to get to know you all and interested into making friends in the same program we are about to embark on in this coming September 2011. Since we will become colleagues and probably even friends! If you are taking Journalisme, then we somehow share similar interests like reading, writing and information in many subjects. That is why you take Journalisme at the first place, right?

No? It is because you want to pursue the "truth" out there? No, please don't go there first.

If you are on the same page with me, then we may have endless gossips. Well, not just chit-chat over a cup of coffee, we may become the new giddy bunch. After all, what's friends are for?

See you there!