Just when I was looking for a topic for my next entry, I get the shocking news of your death. You always showed up at the time of need, even when you parted us.
Do you remember how we met?
Winter semester 2007, our first meet together as RAs in the same building. We didn't get along with the rest of the japs that well, except Yuya, he was special. We clicked really well and I remember constantly asking you to transate things I didn't understand in Japanese and your responce would always be the same "Sabriya, you gotta remember, I am not Japanese, I am Taiwanese, we don't speak the same language!" loool. Still cracks me up.
When hard times hit, you were always looking bright, with a big smile and never letting anything get you down. I remember the long chats we used to have after making sure kitchen duty is done, we promised to keep thinking positively no matter what and to keep smiling through it all.
I'm sorry for not looking out for you after graduation, not so "senpai" of me, I know. You should have looked after your health a lot more.
You were always a peacful person, so kind and thoughtful. Even when you passed, you did it quietly in your sleep. You're girlfriend says thats how they found you, in your pyjamas, on bed. I hope it was not the crazy funny ones you always wore in AP House :-)
Rest in peace my friend. Thank you for the great times, thank you for the loyal friendship, thank you for giving me my first rose as soon as I received my graduation certificate, but most importantly, thank you for always being there.
I love you and I miss you very much.
Dedicated to Wang aka Fred :-)
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Friendshits....
Yes, a topic we can all relate to. Isn't it just amazing that at some point in our lives we feel so lucky and blessed and happy to have the perfect friends, those who are always there and form a great support system? Yes it is.
And at other points, we question our actions and motives when those very friends turn into the meanest rudest most heartbreaking monsters on the face of this earth. Really makes me wonder....
Trust is a big issue; no matter how close you get to a person you can never ever trust them. I fail to understand how one can say "I trust you with my life", oh really?! How?
I recently got into an octagon of lies and betrayal amongst friends of mine. I was trying my best not to get involved, but once you're pulled in then that’s it, there’s absolutely no way out. What’s worse is while the storm is going on, a lot comes out and secrets are revealed which causes shock, disappointment and obviously lots and lots and lots of pain.
I have always admired my foreign friends, especially my people in South Africa. It just fascinates me how in almost every circle of friends you find that half of them slept with each other YET all keep that friendship and it’s all good, everyone is happy! loool. Makes me laugh thinking about it.
HERE on the other hand, it’s a whole different story. I think we are still trying to grasp the idea of having a male as a friend, let alone anything more than that and having other people get in between. ohhh the dramas!!!!!
How important is it to have a loyal friend? Do you need one? How much of value does one have in your life?
I know maaaaaaaaaaaaaaany people, and I have a loooooooooooot of "friends", but those close ones or the ones I love the most I do not call friends as they immediately get into the family category and I only put them there as soon as my family approves of them.
I've learnt a lot from my mistakes and reached to a state with I will not tolerate any nonsense. The minute I see you bring negativity in my life or you do not become of value to me, I am not afraid to cut you off, just like that, OUT! And NO, I will not feel bad about it, call me heartless but that’s the reality of it all. Why keep you when I see you take me to a dark whole. I'd rather be alone thank you very much.
Enough venting this time....In closing, I dedicate this to those who have made into my circle of close knit "friends" or as I like to call them, my special extended family members. You know very well who you are :-)
And at other points, we question our actions and motives when those very friends turn into the meanest rudest most heartbreaking monsters on the face of this earth. Really makes me wonder....
Trust is a big issue; no matter how close you get to a person you can never ever trust them. I fail to understand how one can say "I trust you with my life", oh really?! How?
I recently got into an octagon of lies and betrayal amongst friends of mine. I was trying my best not to get involved, but once you're pulled in then that’s it, there’s absolutely no way out. What’s worse is while the storm is going on, a lot comes out and secrets are revealed which causes shock, disappointment and obviously lots and lots and lots of pain.
I have always admired my foreign friends, especially my people in South Africa. It just fascinates me how in almost every circle of friends you find that half of them slept with each other YET all keep that friendship and it’s all good, everyone is happy! loool. Makes me laugh thinking about it.
HERE on the other hand, it’s a whole different story. I think we are still trying to grasp the idea of having a male as a friend, let alone anything more than that and having other people get in between. ohhh the dramas!!!!!
How important is it to have a loyal friend? Do you need one? How much of value does one have in your life?
I know maaaaaaaaaaaaaaany people, and I have a loooooooooooot of "friends", but those close ones or the ones I love the most I do not call friends as they immediately get into the family category and I only put them there as soon as my family approves of them.
I've learnt a lot from my mistakes and reached to a state with I will not tolerate any nonsense. The minute I see you bring negativity in my life or you do not become of value to me, I am not afraid to cut you off, just like that, OUT! And NO, I will not feel bad about it, call me heartless but that’s the reality of it all. Why keep you when I see you take me to a dark whole. I'd rather be alone thank you very much.
Enough venting this time....In closing, I dedicate this to those who have made into my circle of close knit "friends" or as I like to call them, my special extended family members. You know very well who you are :-)
Monday, June 20, 2011
Wake up and smell the Abaya
This is a topic I've been meaning to write about for a while now and so glad that I finaly have the chance!
What is the deal with Abayas here?? Worn at work, the mall, retaurants, even the freakin beach!!!!!
Ok, I completely respect the Arab muslim attire, which is why I feel it should be worn appropriately at the right place and time.
Why wear it at the mall if it is going to drag all the dust from the floor and then take it all back home. EWWW GROSS!!!
Why wear it at work when it gets stuck around the wheels on the chair, or on table corners or between elevator doors and cause you to get seriously injured! Or wait, a classic example, girls who work in the engineering labs who wear them! You deal with chemicals, things could catch fire, can you not think and be realistic about your choice of outfits! agggg it really angers me!
Other than those who work in labs, Abayaed Doctors surprise me too! There is nothing neat about it, it does not even look nice with the coat over it.
Come on, if it is about being covered then there are different ways of dressing up fully covered, loose and long outfits that would fit any muslim Arab woman well as the scarf would complete it perfectly.
I believe the Abaya is a very beautiful piece of clothing that truly stresses on Arabi fashion and beauty. It's designs have reached high ranked fashion industries all over the world. All the more reason for it to be preserved and not just worn everywhere and anywhere. It just takes away its value by doing that...
But then again, thats just my opinion,dedicated to Paul....venting done, over and out!
What is the deal with Abayas here?? Worn at work, the mall, retaurants, even the freakin beach!!!!!
Ok, I completely respect the Arab muslim attire, which is why I feel it should be worn appropriately at the right place and time.
Why wear it at the mall if it is going to drag all the dust from the floor and then take it all back home. EWWW GROSS!!!
Why wear it at work when it gets stuck around the wheels on the chair, or on table corners or between elevator doors and cause you to get seriously injured! Or wait, a classic example, girls who work in the engineering labs who wear them! You deal with chemicals, things could catch fire, can you not think and be realistic about your choice of outfits! agggg it really angers me!
Other than those who work in labs, Abayaed Doctors surprise me too! There is nothing neat about it, it does not even look nice with the coat over it.
Come on, if it is about being covered then there are different ways of dressing up fully covered, loose and long outfits that would fit any muslim Arab woman well as the scarf would complete it perfectly.
I believe the Abaya is a very beautiful piece of clothing that truly stresses on Arabi fashion and beauty. It's designs have reached high ranked fashion industries all over the world. All the more reason for it to be preserved and not just worn everywhere and anywhere. It just takes away its value by doing that...
But then again, thats just my opinion,dedicated to Paul....venting done, over and out!
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Starting Over...
Wow, it’s been a while since I did this. It feels amazing!
Almost as if I am back in my apartment in Japan, all warm in bed with my hair messed up and ready to unleash my thoughts. Well, a lot has changed since then, I stopped blogging for almost 2 years, I am not sure why but mainly due to trying to settle back home and starting a new life after graduation. bla bla bla. Lame excuse, but yes, that's what happened.
I've been meaning to start again, especially seeing that my best friend is a constant blogger, love reading her stuff, so it inspired me to write again. Why today specifically? I do not know (yet). But let’s just say I am starting over.
So, whats new? Been home since 2009, trying to settle, isn't happening much, it seems like there are brick walls everywhere. Even when days seems so bright, and cheerful, and positive and just out of this world, there comes that brick straight in my face!
Got me thinking for days and days, how am I going to get over this, how to overcome this so called "culture shock in my own home". For now I do not have a solid answer but it made me think about all of us who've been abroad for "studies" and found it difficult to settle back. We talk talk talk talk, but when I sit back and watch how everyone’s life is at, we are all pretty much heading towards the same direction. A very steady typical life, staring straight into that damn brick wall.
In the midst of all my crazy thinking, I came across many realizations. The main one which, which brings me to the body of today’s entry, is the value of family. They are the most people I miss when away, the people who care the most, who worry the most, who call the most, who are always always there no matter what. As the eldest in the family, that much pressure is always on me and getting that little bit of independency gave me so much to give back to them which has strengthened my relationship with every member.
I know it may sound cheesy, but I feel good that when my little brother or sister say they want something, I can give it to them without them having to go to my mother all the time. It may be shoes, an ipod or even a big Mac, the fact that I can provide for my family means the world to me.
I was not very smiley when I started writing this piece but now I find myself smiling from ear to ear. It’s good to end things on a good note, that’s how I teach myself to be, trying to always to see the better picture of things.
Starting over, blogging again, my first entry dedicated to you, my family.
Almost as if I am back in my apartment in Japan, all warm in bed with my hair messed up and ready to unleash my thoughts. Well, a lot has changed since then, I stopped blogging for almost 2 years, I am not sure why but mainly due to trying to settle back home and starting a new life after graduation. bla bla bla. Lame excuse, but yes, that's what happened.
I've been meaning to start again, especially seeing that my best friend is a constant blogger, love reading her stuff, so it inspired me to write again. Why today specifically? I do not know (yet). But let’s just say I am starting over.
So, whats new? Been home since 2009, trying to settle, isn't happening much, it seems like there are brick walls everywhere. Even when days seems so bright, and cheerful, and positive and just out of this world, there comes that brick straight in my face!
Got me thinking for days and days, how am I going to get over this, how to overcome this so called "culture shock in my own home". For now I do not have a solid answer but it made me think about all of us who've been abroad for "studies" and found it difficult to settle back. We talk talk talk talk, but when I sit back and watch how everyone’s life is at, we are all pretty much heading towards the same direction. A very steady typical life, staring straight into that damn brick wall.
In the midst of all my crazy thinking, I came across many realizations. The main one which, which brings me to the body of today’s entry, is the value of family. They are the most people I miss when away, the people who care the most, who worry the most, who call the most, who are always always there no matter what. As the eldest in the family, that much pressure is always on me and getting that little bit of independency gave me so much to give back to them which has strengthened my relationship with every member.
I know it may sound cheesy, but I feel good that when my little brother or sister say they want something, I can give it to them without them having to go to my mother all the time. It may be shoes, an ipod or even a big Mac, the fact that I can provide for my family means the world to me.
I was not very smiley when I started writing this piece but now I find myself smiling from ear to ear. It’s good to end things on a good note, that’s how I teach myself to be, trying to always to see the better picture of things.
Starting over, blogging again, my first entry dedicated to you, my family.
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