Delayed Words
22nd May 2006 (tak tahu aku camne nak tukar date nih
(This was written about three weeks ago)
It’s been weeks since I last penned any words here. I’ve been taking a much needed break from life. I quit my job at the gallery (despite much protest). I feel that somehow, the time has come for me to venture into other fields. I left the gallery with much sadness and despair. But then again, I was craving for a major change in my life.
My friend came back from Japan and stayed with me for almost a week. We got to talking about Koleq again. It was so nice. I pulled out cards and pictures that I collected during my five year stay there. We talked (analyzed) about all the things that happened in 2000.
Upon Pyan’s arrival, Izrin organized numerous dinners in Ampang. It was sort of like a ritual for us, welcoming people into the ‘working world’. Most of the usual people were there. Noune, Eddie, Mulder, and Nizam. We discussed about upcoming events (Batch’s Dinner and Zack’s Wedding). A few of us shamelessly appointed ourselves as the ‘head of committees' for these events. I on the other end aimed far, about 4 years in advance. I appointed myself as the ‘Head of the Gifts and Souvenirs’ department for the 10th year anniversary dinner/reunion. Eddie was appointed as the new President, Izrin was appointed as the Project Manager for all the events, Yunus head of PR and Mulder as the Treasurer.
The posts were not final as there were only 6-8 of us which each person representing almost 30 people. But we figured that somebody had to do something about the welfare of 9600.
I’ve also watched, again, the Brokeback Mountain with Pyan this time with more opportunity to analyze the much hyped film. After much debate, we came up with 2 conclusions;
1. Men do not know how to express themselves
2. We constantly need verbal affirmation on where we stand and what the current situation is.
We waste our time expecting the word love to jump in our face ever so often that we forget to just sit back and ‘feel’ love.
In the words of Landon Carter in ‘A Walk to Remember’,
“...I'll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it.”
(This was written about three weeks ago)
It’s been weeks since I last penned any words here. I’ve been taking a much needed break from life. I quit my job at the gallery (despite much protest). I feel that somehow, the time has come for me to venture into other fields. I left the gallery with much sadness and despair. But then again, I was craving for a major change in my life.
My friend came back from Japan and stayed with me for almost a week. We got to talking about Koleq again. It was so nice. I pulled out cards and pictures that I collected during my five year stay there. We talked (analyzed) about all the things that happened in 2000.
Upon Pyan’s arrival, Izrin organized numerous dinners in Ampang. It was sort of like a ritual for us, welcoming people into the ‘working world’. Most of the usual people were there. Noune, Eddie, Mulder, and Nizam. We discussed about upcoming events (Batch’s Dinner and Zack’s Wedding). A few of us shamelessly appointed ourselves as the ‘head of committees' for these events. I on the other end aimed far, about 4 years in advance. I appointed myself as the ‘Head of the Gifts and Souvenirs’ department for the 10th year anniversary dinner/reunion. Eddie was appointed as the new President, Izrin was appointed as the Project Manager for all the events, Yunus head of PR and Mulder as the Treasurer.
The posts were not final as there were only 6-8 of us which each person representing almost 30 people. But we figured that somebody had to do something about the welfare of 9600.
I’ve also watched, again, the Brokeback Mountain with Pyan this time with more opportunity to analyze the much hyped film. After much debate, we came up with 2 conclusions;
1. Men do not know how to express themselves
2. We constantly need verbal affirmation on where we stand and what the current situation is.
We waste our time expecting the word love to jump in our face ever so often that we forget to just sit back and ‘feel’ love.
In the words of Landon Carter in ‘A Walk to Remember’,
“...I'll always miss her. But our love is like the wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it.”