Saturday, August 23, 2008

Gunjil's Family Reunion/Gathering

Yes, some more. SAM MOAAAAA~!!!

Gunjil? My mother said Gunjil is the name of my great-grandfather from her side. And the reason his name is so weird is because he is a Dusun(-ese?). One of my proud heritage. Then again, you could say it is pretty common to find Dusun blood nowadays in anyone, I guess. At least in Brunei. Although, I think not as common as Kedayan? Or some other "puak"?

My mother is a Dusun, and her family is so diverse. So many faces and religions, all under the Gunjil name. Some are married to Malays, some are married to Chinese, some are probably married to other Dusuns. Some are muslims, some are christians, some are buddhists, yet we all gathered that one day, under the name of Gunjil. Some live in Brunei, some live in Tutong, some from Belait. I'm not sure if there were any from Temburong.

It's very unfortunate that I didn't even introduce myself to the many family members I have. I guess that was the point of the games, but still, they seem to only stick with people they know. Like I did. I am just simply to shy to make the first move, and well, no one else did. The games were really fun, although I didn't participate in any.

It's such a pity that I'm not close with this side of my family. My dad's side is more "urban". Not saying that they aren't, but with the family elders still living in kampongs, leading the kampong life, it's certainly a different side to my normal life. Especially since they decided to do this family gathering in a Balai Raya (community hall, I think?) instead of some fancy schmancy restaurant when I'm sure they can afford it.

The event itself was pretty normal, very casual. The opening was very special, though. They wanted to honour the four eldest members of the family, including my grandmother, who is the oldest of the eldest at 95 years old. Very proud of her. The eldest son/daughter of each of them are to present a gold ring and place it on their fingers. The emcee said that there is a tradition when it is forbidden to mention the names of the elders, so they can only refer to them by saying, "Ibu kepada..." (mother to...) for example.

So anyway, it was a great day, especially since I get to spend time with my grandma which I normally don't get to do because she lives in Tutong and my mum almost always leaves me behind :/

Annual Brunei Kendo Dinner

Pasted from Microsoft Word because internet didn't work that day. Wanted to say a few words, turned out sooo long.

The long-awaited Annual Kendo Dinner report! Okay, not like it's long-awaited by anyone. And um, it's not a report. Just want to say a few words about it, I guess. It was such a horrible day, man. At noon, the wind was blowing SO HARD that lots of notes belonging to the Form 5 students who were having their exams and flew away because the left it at the concourse. Way away into oblivion. Seriously, because I don't see most of the notes lying on the ground anywhere.

Anyway, I had to go with Kaza to her place since I wouldn't have any transport otherwise. Ah, I miss going home by bus. It's way more convinient than having to arrive at school at 7.29AM and grabbing a late slip because my class is 3 minutes away from where I was dropped. :/ My, aren't we getting a little bit side-tracked here?

Anyway, had lunch at her house, took a shower, and off we went to Asma Hotel, transport courtesy of Qisu's mum. :) We had to go early because they wanted to make some last-minute stage deco. Never realised how far it was to go to Jerudong from Serasa. It was a really long car ride. 0__o And then I saw the stage. It wasn't ugly, but very plain. And all they had were pink and white ribbon. THE HORRORS. I'm not exaggerating, but looking at pink makes me go all..."X___X". Maybe baby pink would have blended more, but never mind. So I helped. At least, I tried. There wasn't much you could do when you only have ribbons. I guessed I kind of voiced out a little too many "honest opinions". I don't get Bruneians. Or probably humans in general, myself included. They want criticism, yet they try to...

The event itself, well, there wasn't much to say. We had to sit according to our schools except for the comittee and the senpais. I don't like that. I saw alot of old friends yet I wasn't able to interact much with them. We were supposingly formal but...*sigh* Besides, the juniors were huddling around each other. Riku was quiet. Kaza sitting at the comittee table, and I was all...alone. *yawns/bawls* But, hey, at least the emcees, Qis and Keem, did try to make us lively. The only part that I really did enjoy? The band performances. Well, the first one anyway. I had to go by the time they ended. They did a cover on "Glamarous Sky". OMG~ *swoons* Why did I ever stop loving Mika Nakashima? XD And I don't know if it's just me, or does the vocalist somehow resembles Mika Nakashima? It was probably the make-up, eyeliner stuff. But she sounds like her since she's the deep voice type.

Anyway, had to went home right before ourschool performance. Relieved? Yes. Disappointed? Yes. Because ever since that day, the song that we were supposed to sing is haunting my head.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Au-tomat-ic!

Now that qualifyings are over, I'm supposed to be overjoyed and go, "OMG! IT'S OVER! IT'S OVER! I AM NOW FREEEEEEEEE~!!" I would have done that, probably jump off a cliff too for the sake of freedom, except I still have the real AS and EOYs to "look forward to." Besides, as Physics was my last paper, there wasn't much to celebrate about. I mean, I wish I could say, "Yay! I failed Physics!" with a huge ear-to-ear grin. D:

Oh yeah, I got tagged. First time in history! *Haha, yes, pity me* As this is a somewhat warm up post and I got nothing else to say, I might as well do it even though no one is going to read it anyway.

the rules:

1. state 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.
2. the 10 people i tag are then to follow what i did and write their own 15 weird things/habits/ little known facts.
3. most importantly, NO TAGBACKS.

I open Photoshop automatically every time I use the computer even when I have nothing to do there.

I go to this particular website automatically every time I open Firefox.

I automatically open 3 tabs in my browser when ever I go online.

I automatically go to the kitchen when I'm bored and open the refrigerator, even though I'm not hungry.

I automatically approach a sink in a public toilet, even if I wasn't doing any "business" earlier.

I automatically...

You know what. I sound like a robot. I'm gonna have to stop there.

I don't know who to tag, and they say no tagbacks. So bleh. I TAG YOU.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Mun paham bisai x ah...

atu bah...stats paper ah...gila x ah. Sasax berabz ku eeeeh. mcm, like, mcm....antah ehhh. Rasa cam kan ditampar muanya atu. antah mua siapa antah, nada ku duli. sasak ku lhhh. bah. vye. hit me vack. Jan lang pkul banaa2 ah. main2 saja waaaa tuu. k. cya~













If you actually managed to finish reading that, I congratulate you and thank you for staying with me through the pain of typing it out.

Friday, August 08, 2008

Yaaaa mam?

ALERT" GRAPHICS OVERLOAD~!!!

Lets push the depressing posts down, and have a read on some meaningless posts instead!

This week has indeed been a very productive week for me, photoshop-ically. I made so many graphics in a short period of time, you wonder when I do all my homework. Guess what, I didn't do them. Yeah, way of stating the obvious XD

So here I am, in an attempt to avoid rants/complaints/emoness, I am going to show off some bunch of crap I made in my free and non-free time! :D

At this Ayu forum I'm in, some people would sometimes request graphics, and anyone can volunteer to make them. And recently, I've been making a lot of the requests.

Here they are. Call them an eyesore, call they awesome. Call them whatever, I'm just here to make a useless post!

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And then there's some texture practice with some anime characters.
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FANGIRL MODE: OMG MORI AND HARUHIII! <3 I would normally prefer Hikaru and Haruhi, but that picture is just soooooo....*GASP*

And then there were some preview pictures of Ayu's unreleased single covers, and the Mirrorcle World one is soooo amazing that I just had to make something.

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I seriously wished Ayu had used this cover instead of the ones she did use.

After that, I was in a mood for downloading her old PVs, and what the hey, lets screencap and photoshop!

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All textures and brushes are from www.celestial-star.net, except for a few. I need to dig my stuff to see where they are from XD

Yes folks, the animated sigs have made their way back! And now, we have reached the end of the meaningless post.

Saturday, August 02, 2008

Oh no! Not another rant!

Are scholarships the one and only way to make your parents proud? Does going overseas to study actually prove anything, other than "OMG so smart and so rich one this kid family!"? Is being a good child not enough? I have to admit, I do have some rough moments with my parents, but it's not like I've ever humiliated them or anything. Sure, I've disappointed them, but why must they have high hopes on me all the time? They would say, "it's for your own good". What's the real deal here? Is it because I'm their eldest child and I'm supposed to make all these efforts? Or is it because their friends' kids are better than me, and their dignity is basically crushed when they listen to their friends' stories?

My mother emphasised, "you must get a scholarship. A levels don't mean anything these days." See what I mean? And she continues, "Just three more steps to success, a Degree, a Master, and a PhD." I just don't know how to reply to that. They expect too much. It's probably a way for them to cope with their regrets in terms of their own education level, but why push so much on me?

They want me to have a secure future. Yes, I want that too. I'm not motivated to work hard for it, but I want to. I don't want to depend on my parents when they're supposed to depend on me in the future. But don't push me too hard, or else I'll fall off. (Okay, that was corny, but that's how I basically feel.)

I don't want to mature too soon, I still enjoy my responsibilities-free life. When I said I want to go to Peter Pan's Neverland, sometimes, I really mean it. And I'll bring my laptop with me and invent electricity over there.

You know what, I'm going to have to choose between photoshopping or doodling right now. I have to distract myself from life.