Wired

Wired
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

It's night here, day there. Sometimes it does not seem as such. Sometimes the world is smaller than it really is. Far, but it feels near.

Sedona '05

back7
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

Red earth. Long hike. Ran out of water. Cramps. Heat. Pushing the limit by going further up. Well worth it.

Disgusting

Some people are just plain disgusting. Nobody is trying to fool anyone. The recitations will stop, and life will be normal again. Life will continue as we know it. But sometimes one's agenda should be kept separate from the simple courtesy of being fellow humans.

Taking a swipe at a man when he is down isn't gracious. And it isn't human. It says a lot about one's mindset. It says a lot about one's humanity. It says a lot about one's leadership qualities. It shows your level of maturity.

Taking a swipe at someone that is not here with us anymore is absolutely tasteless. What did she do to you?

Everyone is someone's mother, father, sibling, or friend. At the end of the day, this is what that matters, ties that bind us, love that moves us forward. Who the hell cares about politics at moments like this?

I'm not providing any links to the trigger of this post. But I think PPS regulars would know what I'm referring to.

When you are blogging, it isn't mere private thoughts anymore. There is a semblance of responsibility required. That's the price of being published in public. You are so myopic that your vision is only tunnelled towards seeing things in a narrow scope. You know what? Many of us feel the pain. Many of us have seen the diseases that ravages our loved ones. And that is why we are openly empathising. Please do not pollute our moments of reflection with non-sensical rethorics. If this is your brand of politics, it is clear you'll never win.

I may have disagreed with some people on policy matters. But never ever do I let things get personal. Take a leaf from our gentlemenly leaders.

Condolence

Resurrected says : My heartfelt condolence to the Prime Minister, Dato' Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi and his family on their current bereavement. May she rest in peace. And sir, please stay strong.

Empty

Empty
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

Through the silent night. Cold outside. Solace inside.

A First

This evening, for the first time since I got here, we had rain that lasted for more than 15 minutes. Right now, past midnight, the sky is roaring. There will be more rain I guess. A thunderstorm.

Storm brews and passes by our lives, as fast as the wind that blows. Transient, our troubles are.

Create, and plan we can. Results never known. But we learn. We grow. And we learn.

Across the Sonoran desert, it pours. The sun will shine surely, when dawn arrives.

TAC

TAC
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

Thunderbird Activity Center, TAC for short. Houses the Pub, and ironically the hall where most of our exams are held. The gym is at the side. My dorms is just opposite this place. I took the photo standing at the end of the corridor of my dorms.

Reese's Comes in Bars

Reese's Comes in Bars
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

Having heard people wax lyrical about this chocolate peanut butter concoction, I decided to try. I always liked peanut butter and now combined with my ultra-favourite, chocolate. Yummy!

Reese Peanut Butter Cups Unveiled

Reese Peanut Butter Cups Unveiled
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

Reese Peanut Butter Cups

Reese Peanut Butter Cups
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

Slightly Down

It has been a mixed day. My happiness index is slightly down. It has been fluctuating, worse than the KLCI. But at least it is still up there.

Got results back for 2 exams, and they weren't favourable. Rainy day it was, usually puts me in a calm mood. Well, today was different. I feel stupid. I was supposed to ace one of the papers. And I screwed it up big time. And the damn paper was easy. I guess I need to push up my work-rate and cut down on mistakes. Too late to do anything about what has already happened.

I need whisky. Buy me a few shots, please?

On another note, the RHI (Resurrected Happiness Index) reached a high when it was announced that he got a job interview for a job he really wants. That was before getting the results.

Urgh.

Will settle for cookies if no one is going down to the pub with me.

Another Weekend

For a moment today, it was bad. The exam this morning that is. Oh well, things can't be perfect all the time. It was a mere fleeting moment. A small, tiny part of what time and tide that sweeps through our lives.

Yes, I am consoling myself :P And no, I'm not down. I'm still a happy boy :D

Gosh, I probably had my strongest shot of liquor ever. It's some German concoction, man it does burn. Thank goodness I have decent alcohol tolerance. Tonight was European Night on campus, spent 3 hours socialising, fleeting from table to table. Food was nice, had grilled lamb and shrimp pasta and the requisite wurst. Free food and free beer and free sangria. :D And performances, dance by a couple of kids, piano, singing, et cetera. When I left, the party was on, with dancing on the pavillion.

It's the weekend! I will try to be more productive. And the weather in the evening is getting more bearable. Lots to do!

Withdrawal Symptoms

I had curry for dinner. Curry good. Curry also bad, makes me miss my nasi kandar from Kayu. Miss my roti canai, and tea sessions as the after-office crowd passes by.

Tonight was welcome night for prospective students here. Hence the curry. Supposed to be Indian food, but there was also crispy fried chicken. Yum. Beer goes well with curry chicken and curry veggie and rice. Oh, and I had a rather large curry puff too. Curry galore! Erm, but curry not up to mark. Did not make me perspire. No omph. But cannot complain. No, must not. Grateful for some spicy food. Yum.

Just 11 more months. Damnit.

Words and The Ear

I realise that when I say "can't" out here, it may be mistaken for "cunt". For no one, so far,here on campus, pronounces it the way I do. Shucks. I will just say "cannot".

Reminds me of a debate, this particular team from a particular South East Asian nation was saying "The fact of the matter is" repeatedly" (debaters do this a lot, using repetitive phrases to jog their flow of thoughts). And there I was siting, dumbfounded and annoyed, asking my teammate, why are they saying "fuck" again and again. Even when I knew, I was still annoyed.

Yes the aggresive, bastardly Resurrected was not very nice. According to some people over dinner yesterday, he still isn't very nice. Apparently, in contrast to his (only) fellow Malaysian here. :P

On The Road

On The Road
Originally uploaded by resurrected.

A month into the journey
Summer has passed
Fall awaits

I do wonder
Where this will take me

On the road
It looks long
But perhaps it's not

On the road
Is this the right way?
I have no map

An End

One month has passed. I survived the desert for a month. To think that this was not my ideal place (if there is ever such a thing), I've now grown accustomed to life here.

I stumbled upon this song on a fellow blogger's site, and listened to it. It has been a while since I listened to Green Day. It reminded me of a good friend. I have two of the same Green Day CDs at one time, one was a gift for her. That was a long time ago.

Time and tide waits for no man. I may look back and reflect sometimes, but I guess letting bygones be bygones is the best way. Move forward, move on. How time flies.

I think I'm doing pretty well here, coping with the multitude of activities and reading that needs to be done, assignments here and there. Nothing too difficult, just time consuming. But I'm keeping up, taking things as they come, not too disappointed when things don't go as planned.

Wake Me Up When September Ends (Green Day)

summer has come & passed,
the innocent can never last,
wake me up when september ends.

like my fathers come to pass,
seven years has gone so fast,
wake me up when september ends.

here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.

as my memory rests,
but never forgets what i lost,
wake me up when september ends.

summer has come & passed,
the innocent can never last,
wake me up when september ends.

ring out the bells again,
like we did when spring began,
wake me up when september ends.

here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.

as my memory rests,
but never forgets what i lost,
wake me up when september ends.

summer has come & passed,
the innocent can never last,
wake me up when september ends.

like my fathers come to pass,
twenty years has gone so fast,
wake me up when september ends..

Yes, September is ending soon. Autumn awaits.