Tuesday, January 20, 2004

Just finished MBS tutorials and i must say that my brain is slowing down a notch.... if the tutorials had gone on for a few more hours i would definitely died of boredem. I'm like repeating IT class in ITE all over again... sigh.. and i thought i wouldnt have to this agan... just my luck huh.

I was reading Haider's blog just now... well i must agree to what he's saying, well certain parts of it at least. He's giving his view on the malay community and well i wasnt offended but i understand where he's coming from cause my view is in a way similar to his... haha and i'm a malay myself... well that's if i follow my maternal side of the family but how do u define a malay? Is a person who is a boyanese, javanese or arab considered a malay? Yes our default religion is Islam and i am a muslim but does race defines what religion i am in or what kind of person i am? To me it doesnt. A person could be considered a malay but in fact a christian but in our society its like an unwritten law that all malays are muslims and actions they do are judged by what religion they are in. Well for those malays who call themselves muslims.... are you really one? Do you follow what is said to be right or wrong? Do you do something that has its consequences and later think "oh its just that i cant pray for 40 days" or "god is forgiving and i'll just pray to him and ask for his forgiveness". By doing this its like having a heck care attitude towards our religion. Sometimes i feel like it's an insult to god himself. I'm not saying that i'm the perfect example of a muslim cause i'm not. It's just that I know its taboo topic to some but Haider's posting just triggered something in me. This is my point of view and i don't expect anyone to agree or disagree with me. Truth be told i've got loads more to say on this topic but i guess i've said enough for now...

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.The Writer.

I love standing in the rain, letting the feel of raindrops caress feverish skin, letting it wash away my thoughts, worries and pain. I love the feel of sand between my toes, the cool wind whispering in my ear, the soothing sound of the sea, the warmth of a hug. I love anything vintage, historical, mysterious and magical. I like to laugh, I like freedom and happiness, I like the idea of romance, being swept off my feet and happy endings. I currently have no idea where i'm going but i know i'll get where i'm suppose to be in due time. I want things i cant have, I dream of things that can never be but i'm too afraid to leave the things i'm familiar with even when i know i'm adaptable to change. I can be the person you love or hate, like or loath, admire or envy. I am not perfect,
I am just me.