Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Goodbye, Shiroi.

Hello readers, Assalamualaikum, peace be upon you <3

One of my cats, Shiroi, died earlier today :'(

She's one of the white ones. This is a picture from when she was still a newborn kitten.

I thought she was healthy already... She didn't show any signs of illness or anything. I thought she was recovering smoothly. I guess, what we think, is not always what is. Hmm...

November 10th.

I woke up in the afternoon, I slept late the night before. I stepped out of my room just to find my maid screaming at me "Shiroi's stomach is open, her insides are out!" I was shocked! You see, a few weeks earlier she underwent a surgery to sterilise her with 3 other cats.

At that time, only my maid and I are at home. My parents were at work. My mom was at her office, and my dad had a seminar or something at a hotel in town. My maid had called my neighbour, also a cat owner. We were going to take her to the vet. After showering, I went outside to look at Shiroi. Her surgical cut was open. We don't know exactly how it happened, but you could see her intestines and what not. Amazingly, Shiroi was still breathing. She was still alive. She seemed pretty calm, actually. She didn't even meow or seemed weak. She was just sitting there, in the cage that my maid put her into, as if every thing's normal.

Long story short I followed my neighbour to the vet. I texted my dad, and he called me to tell me to do everything that will be best for Shiroi and if any payment is needed, borrow our neighbour's money and we will pay her back. Luckily, it happened on a weekday, and we found her just in time. It was a Thursday, and office hours end at 3:30PM. We reached the vet at 1:50PM or so. Then my neighbour talked to the vet and left me in the waiting room. She had to pick up her husband. I've never went to the public vet. It was my first time there. My family always went to a private vet.

The vet gave Shiroi a tranquillizer, and Shiroi slowly closed her eyes, sleep-like. The vet continued to treat the other cats that their owners brought. It was hard, sitting there, waiting. Everyone who came in was like "What happened?!" and all. Telling them what happened. Their reactions to seeing my cat like that. Some were moderate, some went overly dramatic.

One guy came in, and he actually went to Shiroi and patted her head. The others didn't dare to go near her. He came with his friend, who upon seeing Shiroi went "blergh!" and walked out the door and came back in after a second. That guy who went to pat Shiroi was really nice. We talked a little, that helped calmed me down. After their cat was injected, they left.

The vet came to check on Shiroi again. He said that he needed to inject him with anaesthetic, but it was risky. Shiroi became weak after she was given the tranquillizer, and if she is given the anaesthetic, there is a chance that she'd die right away, but no matter how risky it was, there was no choice. Sometimes we need to take risks, and just pray for the best. I texted my dad again.

Soon after, the vet told me to carry her cage into the room where he treats the animals. He picked Shiroi up and carried her to the sink. Then he started cleaning her insides, and removing unnecessary fat. I watched it all from the start. Then the vet placed her on this metal table of some kind, and tied all four of her legs, so she was spread apart. I had to hold myself together.

I watched every single move of the vet. He was careful during the whole the procedure. I just stood there, watching from near the door so the vet can have enough space. My neighbours arrived, and soon after, my dad. He left the seminar early. I watched the vet did every thing. From putting her insides back into her body, to closing the opening. Sewing it shut.

The vet and my neighbours kept saying stuff like "she must be a naughty one" but actually she wasn't. She didn't climb things, nor did she run. Betty, who was also sterilised climbed the big aquarium, but still, nothing happened to her, thank God. There was a possibility that the cut had a small opening, but we didn't realize and it tore bigger. Just that morning my dad let her out of her cage as usual before he went to work. Hmm, Wallahualam.

After what has to be done is done, we went home. The vet said that the anaesthetic would usually last about 4-5 hours, but Shiroi is weak, so it may be more, or she won't wake up at all. We placed her right outside my room. I checked on her very often. I went online, as usual, and my friends are kind enough to give me motivation and comforting words. Thanks guys. ♥

Every time I check up on her, I'd pat her head and talk to her. Asking her to come back, and what not. Ten hours passed, she was still unconscious. I cried that night :'(

When I woke up in the morning, she was still unconscious. I tried to be optimistic, but I'm kinda realistic, and I can't deny that hope is very thin. Nevertheless, a drowning man will clutch a straw. A strand of hope is still hope nonetheless.

I went lawn bowling that day, and when I returned home in the afternoon, I went to check up on Shiroi again. You can't imagine how grateful I was to see her with her eyes open. She even lifted her head when I called her. At first she didn't eat anything, nor drink but I fed her milk using a straw and she'd lick it. She would only lick once or twice. She was still very weak, but she managed to stand up, and she ended up sitting in a sphinx position. She's so stubborn >.<

Over the days, she got better. She even got her appetite back. We placed her outside with the other cats. Since then everything was pretty much back to normal...

at least until today :(

It was just time I guess. It was her time to go.

A passionate man.

Hello and Assalamualaikum people, peace be upon you :)

Today I just feel like writing about a man who is very passionate about the things he does. He's truly inspiring. That man is none other than...


Photo taken from www.questcrew.com

Victor Kim 
a.k.a Victor King.

"Who is Victor Kim?" you might ask. Well, I don't know personally. I only know him by stalking him over the internet watching the videos he uploads on his YouTube channel. In a nutshell, he is a dancer and a musician.

You see, I spend my time on the internet a lot (maybe too much), and I like to check out new things. If I'm not mistaken, I started watching his videos from a link on one of Ryan Higa's videos. From then, I started watching The Quest Crew too. So I guess I have to thank Ryan Higa hahaha!


members of Quest Crew. Credits to www.questcrew.com


Apart from being a part of the awesome Quest Crew (Season 3 champions of America's Best Dance Crew), he is, as I said before, a musician. He's a very good singer. You can hear him sing covers of various songs on his YouTube channel.

OK, enough of the things you can Google.

:3 Screencapped from this video


He's funny, talented, good looking, hard working... (Crush symptoms. Don't heal me)


Why do I call him "passionate"? "inspiring"?

It's just the way he is, you know,  you can see his passion, in every key of the piano that he plays, every string of the ukulele that he strums, every word that he sings. Even when he dances, you can see that he's enjoying the moment. I admire anybody who has the ability to do that, to be passionate about something.Whatever it is. People who do what they love, and love what they do.

Even in the videos where he isn't singing or dancing, I just want to hear him talk, you know. Wow this is starting to sound very creepy o__o  I'm sorry ;__; . When he talks about his life and the things he does, the words he chose, the way he says it. There's this attraction. This "vibe".

What truly inspires me is how hard working he is in achieving his dreams. "I've got the dreamer's disease" - His Twitter profile. He not only dares to dream it, he dares to work for it, and he's enjoying every single moment. He's humble, he always thanks his fans :)

Well, honestly I don't know what else to say. You, readers, should really check him out, you'll know what I'm talking about. :)

I wish I could meet him someday. If that ever happens, I will probably either freeze or spazz out, then the whole thing will end with me embarrassing myself by saying something like "adnioafmlafmiapumehie". Yep, pretty much. Hahaha.

That's all for now, signed,
#ForeverTalentless

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Melawat sekolah rendah aku dulu.

Assalamualaikum ^__^

So yeah, this is another blogpost. I swear the number of blogpost will increase in this end-of-year. What else is there to do? XD

OK, KEMBALI KEPADA TOPIK ASAL.

Pagi tadi aku pergi ke sekolah rendah aku. Saje je, awal-awal tu ade la berapa orang sama batch UPSR dengan aku nak datang sama, last-last beberapa orang je. Aku pulak seorang je yang perempuan -____- nice.

Datang pagi-pagi lepas tu tunggu member. Sorang je datang pagi , sebab dia datang sekali dengan adik dai yang ambik result. Oh ye, lupa nak sebut, pagi tadi calon-calon UPSR dapat keputusan. -Baru sedar lepas ni aku pulak kena ambik keputusan PMR- ok, itu lain cerita.

Last-last jalan 2 orang jumpa cikgu-cikgu. Walaupun ada dah yang pindah, masih berpeluang berjumpa dengan guru-guru yang masih bertugas kat situ. Wow, memori memori...

Banyak reaksi dari cikgu-cikgu tadi. Antaranya:

"wah, besar dah!"

"makin besar (gemuk)" ok thanks I wasn't aware of that *sarcasm*.

"Tengok adik ambik result ke?" Padahal aku takde adik. haha.

"Buat practical ke sekarang?" WHUT. Baru lepas PMR cikgu =______="

yang lain biasa la, tanya pasal exam, parents, sekolah, etc.

Paling seronok jumpa junior yang masih cam aku. "Kak Sofia~~!!!" Gosh little people, why you so cute?!

Budak-budak Kelab Ulul Albab 2008 lah, masa tu diorang darjah 3 dan darjah 2. Haritu latih diorang Choral Speaking. Harini pulak aku tengok diorang ambik result UPSR. Wow, just wow. I'm 15 already, huh? ._____.

Tadi lepas jumpa cikgu-cikgu, pergi kat kantin. Kumpul sekali dengan budak ambik result. Buat macam ibu bapa nak tengok anak ambik result haha. Masa tu kawan-kawan lain datang dah. Lepas habis umum result, diorang pun pergi jalan-jalan, tinggal aku sorang. Memang kurang asam. Bukan main ajak aku, lepas tu tinggal aku sorang. Merajuk ah camni. :"(

ok not seriously. Junior-junior aku jugak kot. It was my school first any ways.

Tapi sekolah aku berbeza sekarang. Jauh beza dengan masa aku dan abang aku dulu. Jauh sekali. Agak hiba jugak lah. Mungkin bukan sekolah aku je kot, mungkin memang inilah yang terjadi dengan generasi sekarang. :/ 

Tadi ada jugak masa rasa macam nak terajang budak. Dengan bahasa nya segala. Tapi kalau fikirkan balik, diorang belajar dari siapa? Abang-abang dan kakak-kakak diorang jugak, budak-budak yang umur aku jugak. Seterusnya, budak-budak sekarang pulak yang akan mempengaruhi budak-budak akan datang. Apa-apa pun, kita berdoa je lah supaya benda akan menjadi lebih baik :(

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Result UPSR 2011 dah keluar, lepas ni result PMR pulak. Setakat ni takda lagi debaran-debaran sampai makan tak kenyang  (sejak bila aku pernah kenyang?), mandi tak basah, tidur tak lena. Tengok la 2-3 hari ke seminggu sebelum result keluar, mula la. Kalau aku rasa nanti, aku update kat blog ni OK :P

Apa-apa pun, aku dah cuba. "Kegagalan sebenar adalah apabila kita berhenti mencuba".

Dengar cerita result PMR keluar 28 Disember ni... Hmm, sempat lagi nak bergembira ni. Hahaha. Ambil peluang untuk bergembira dulu, lepas result nanti kena uruskan apa yang patut, lepas tu masuk sekolah balik. Form 4, more subjects. FUN FUN FUN.

SPM 2013 insyaAllah.

Sigh, after all that has to be done is done, all I can say is. Que Sera Sera.

Salam perpisahan...
agak romantis di situ.

Monday, November 14, 2011

When I feel like opposing stuff

Salam.

Hye, it's 1:44am and I can't sleep so I thought "Time to blog! :D" . My common sense > your common sense. DEAL WITH IT.
*dramatic background music*

So today, or actually yesterday, I went to the finale of The Great Gender Debate I told you about. So there was 2 categories, Bahasa Melayu and English. I thought it was the final for the English category, but I misread the schedule and turns out the final for the English category was on Friday :( oh well, I enjoyed watching the final for the Bahasa Melayu category.


Don't get me wrong, it's not that I favor English over my mother-tongue in an extremist (if I may use that word) way, it's that I wanted to see the English category because I participated in English Parliamentary-style debate competitions in school before, and I think I could learn a lot from watching. People don't take me to enter Bahas Bahasa Melayu, though :( I wouldn't trust myself to represent the school too :P If it was something inside the school, maybe I'd give it a try :D

I followed my mom to her office, then we made our way to the Sultan Mizan Hall (the venue of the closing ceremony + final debate). I was shocked when I saw students from my school walked in o_____o" ! I literally said "What are THEY doing HERE?!?!" . It was cool, I met some of my friends :D After the VIPs came, they kicked it off with a gimmick. A few men in traditional Baju Melayu costumes came in and one of them, the leader, carried the Datuk Seri Shahrizat Abdul Jalil trophy. Accompanying them was 2 rows of very pretty ladies, dressed in white dresses.


the gimmick


So, moving on...
It was between Universiti Malaya (as the government) and Universiti Malaysia Pahang (as the opposition). The motion was "Gender Quota at Malaysia's Public Higher Learning Institutions". Personally, I have been on the opposition team from the start. Not because I'm a fan of UMP or whatever, but I personally disagree with the motion.

government - Speaker of the House - opposition

The "government"'s reason to make a quota? To minimize the gap of the number of female students and male students in higher learning institutions. If I'm not mistaken men are only 1/5 of the whole amount of students in higher learning institutions. The quota will be depending on the majority gender that applied, and depending on the institutions themselves to apply what they think is necessary. Let me explain, if more women applied, then the 65% will go to them, and vice versa but in institutes that focus more on military or technical stuff, they have the liberty to set the quota according to what they think is suitable. Even if the a quota is set, the applicants would still need to be worthy of acceptance into the institutions. So they will carry out both a merit system and the quota. 

Yeah, I think I got that part right. I was sitting at the back, and sometimes I didn't manage to capture what they were saying. I didn't write anything down, too. I am lazy. Woah that's the surprise of the century.

Well, I am not a University student, nor am I an educator, nor am I a minister but I find the suggestion flawed. Wouldn't it be a little biased? I mean the slightly weak applicants of the dominating gender would have more chances of getting accepted than the possibly more eligible applicants of the other gender. Yeah, they would still be "eligible" but who deserves it more? The problem itself, I think it would be best if it is attended to from the source of the problem. It's not like men have to go through more interviews to get into these institutions or something, you know what I mean, gender is not something that effects your admittance.

It was mentioned that the number of men that apply are less than that of women. Instead of giving them a higher chance of making it, I think it's be best if we address this problem by preventing it. I mean like, do something while they're still in school, because before applying to a higher education institution, you need to do well in school first right? I don't see how setting a quota would solve the problem of the gap :/

What do you think? 
Leave a comment below :)


Then, it was the closing ceremony.
First was the poem recitation. Then the traditional dance, "Ulek Mayang" . You don't even know how much I like "Ulek Mayang"! The history of the dance itself is filled with myths and stuff. Some people find it creepy, but I even used it to fall asleep :P Then the same group performed a 1Malaysia dance. Next, choir. The best performance of the day, I'd say! The female solo vocalist, that girl has talent, REAL talent. They performed 3 songs.




Ulek Mayang performance
the choir.

After that, it was time for speeches.

Finally, the prize giving ceremony. In the Bahasa Malaysia category, UMP emerged as champion, and UM  was 1st runner up. In the English category, UiTM was champion, followed by Universiti Malaysia Sarawak (Unimas). Champions received RM7000, certificates, books, and of course, the trophy. 2nd place went back with RM3500, certificates and books.

The best debaters were Siti Aishah Mustapha from UMP for the BM category, and Maizura Mokhsin from UiTM for the English category. They received prize money worth RM500 and a certificate.

CONGRATULATIONS! to all participants and their universities, whether stated here, or not. :)


Man, I miss the debate experience while I was in SMKA Tok Jiring. This year sucked. I'm just gonna say it like that. It was 2009, first year of secondary school. I miss the long hours of preparation, the anxiety. I am blessed to share the experience with Kak Aishah, Kak Raihan, Kak Aina and Kak Afini - all of them are my seniors by 3 years. Not to forget the teachers who guided us from the start, we were all beginners. Teacher Wan, Teacher Dayang, Teacher Normala, Teacher Rosidah <3 Being on stage, trying not to stutter, when the crowd cheers in agreement, the satisfaction when being able to answer the opponent's Point of Information. The frustration and anger when we got the wrong motion. Man, were we pissed!  I miss those. I missed a lot of classes during that period of time, but the experience is priceless!

p.s it's 3:15am now. bye.


Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Shoutout!

Assalamualaikum,
Whaddup blog-walking peeps?

So, I have done absolutely nothing interesting since my last post. Boo hoo, myself.

Well, I did go to a Shimasen performance. It was cool, but I wasn't in the mood to be somewhere public that night, so yeah. :/ The Shimasen is a three-stringed instrument. If you want to know more, well, the first thing you should do Google search it, because I'm certainly not going to tell you anything xP

In other news, my brother has already made a blog! :D He didn't go with the plan, though. He went all dark and emo-ish with his blog title. Who knows what's up with that... haha.


Go follow him, show him some love, you know you want to. He's not cool. He's still new to this "blogging' thing, but hey, we all got to start somewhere, right? 

Also, his SPM starts this 14th. I would like to take this opportunity to say....

Good Luck 2011 SPM-ers! 

-Study sentimental, score heavy metal \m/ - 

Haha. got that quote from Asfar. You guys should check out his blog, too. You'll be sure to laugh, but he's doesn't blog as often as he used to anymore. :/ boo, Asfar, boo. Haha, just kidding :P

Oh, I saw a poster the other day, and it seems pretty interesting. "The Great Gender Debate" - sounds fascinating, huh? It's on the  9th to 13th November, and it will be held at University Malaysia Terengganu, so hopefully getting there won't be a problem. It's organised by the NAM Institute for the Empowerment of Women (NIEW), and Dato' Seri Shahrizat Abdul Jalil, the Minister of Women, Family and Community Development is expected to officialise the closing ceremony :D My mom said she'll ask her friend, who is part of the committee to find out about the details. Can't wait! :D

So, that's it, I guess. 
Safe waters, blog-walkers...

Yes, that didn't make any sense, I made it up 'cause that's how I do.