Friday, November 14, 2008

Game Over

"Here lies everything, the world I wanted at my feet. My victory's complete. So hail to the king"
- Dr. Horrible aka Billy

In a review of Joss' 'Dr. Horrible's Sing-along Blog', it mentions how despite the song (above) was meant to be a celebratory song, it sounds more like a dirge. I feel the same.
5.00pm, 10th of November 2008.
So ends my final paper; American Literature by Kak Mei. And while before the paper I felt like I was a balloon stretched to its limits and about to burst, upon finishing came no sense of elation I anticipated. No relief that rushed to let a pregnant sigh escape. Big noise, little show. There was only a false sense of victory.
I approached Kak Mei, holding a hand out to thank her for everything, telling her that this is my last sem, and I'll see her when I see her (or on Facebook). But in those words, and behind the smile I smiled which was wide with forced excitement, was a hollowness. I couldn't feel a thing. I talked a bit to some of my classmates as we walked out of the exam venue, classmates I'll probably not see for a long time coming; but no emotion shined through in my voice to convey my sincerest wish to keep in touch with them.
As I walked Fidzy to where Shu was waiting to pick her up, I stopped several times in midsentence to utter 'Oh my God, I'm finished. I've graduated'. And yet they were flat; fell to the ground from my lips without so much of a whisper.
Ash called me when I reached the room to see how I was and how the paper went (he finished his last paper at 2pm), and I couldn't really put into words how I felt. I just told him, 'I'm done, but tak taula...' I dunno what I felt.
I spent the rest of the day pondering upon that.
12.30pm, 12th of November 2008.
I made that last walk to the office to check out of the room. It was rather rushed since I decided to ask Fidzy for a lift to the LRT station and she was already on the way. Before that I thought I wanted to roam about IIUM one last time and take pictures...but since I was going with Fidzy, that didn't happen.
When I handed in my check-in slip to the receptionist at the office and when she handed me the check-out slip, I still was the emotionless wreck that I was just the day before yesterday. It only felt like another semester done, and I'm checking out, only to check in the next semester. I couldn't feel.
When I walked out of the room with Aaina one last time, there wasn't even a moment of hesitation. No sudden bout of nostalgia. We got to Fidzy's car and we hugged. We were done with IIUM. And yet....what is there to feel?
We picked up Ash from his college, and we started the drive out of IIUM. I managed to comment, a commemoration of this being the last day I'm here as a student. The next time I come round, even this Saturday when I pick up my stuff, it won't be as a IIUM student anymore. But still nothing. I am left to feel hollow. Empty.
I'm in shock, I know. It hasn't sunk it. The weight of it hasn't found the bottom just yet. Gravity hasn't claimed this apple. And I will feel it soon. Perhaps when the next semester begins and I'll be here not packing like the rest. Perhaps when I get a job. Perhaps when I get my results...
Well, and a million other perhaps. I am yet to feel anything. But I suppose when I do, there'll be a whole lot of tears.

"And I won't feel a thing"
- Dr. Horrible
Love, Linzy~

Dreams

The dream, or possibly dreams I had last night was pretty interesting, if not weird. I say 'dreams' because we have several dreams in a night whether we realize it or not, and often they bleed into one another, therefore giving the impression that they are one.

So anyway, there's this dream I had the night before; an odd combination it was indeed.
I cannot remember them in chronoligal order, of course. Even if I did, it is not like it would make any better sense than if it wasn't. But anyhow..

I think it started somewhere about Ash and me out together. There were two other people who were with us, I'm not sure who but I am quite positive it was Fidzy and Shu. For some reason, we were breaking and entering into places unknown and forbidden... I don't know where but we were climbing over gates and were sneaking past to some restricted areas. I have no idea why.

Then we jump to another scene. There's just me and another person now, though I am not sure who. The main focus here is me, because I am in this wide valley with no cover except for the tall grass. And I needed cover cos I was apparently being chased by a T-rex. Crouching low and running fast was what brought me to the next scene.

Some part of this dream echoes my craving for Nelson's Pick'n'Mix frozen yoghurt which I haven't had in the longest time. Maybe I'm craving it so much it made an appearance... or well, non-appearance. Ash and I were in a mall, when I told him I was craving for that frozen yoghurt (like I was telling him the other day at Amcorp). Miraculously, we found a Nelson's stall, and I ordered my yoghurt. I turned around for a second or so, and when I got back to the lady at the counter and repeated my request, she told me they were fresh out. So instead, I asked for the ice-cream... And so she started making it, and when I wanted to take it, a dude claimed it was his. Turns out, he even took the yoghurt I wanted earlier. At this point, Ash punched the dude and yelled at him.

And the next thing I know, I'm a third person observer watching a spiderman-ish game except it's a monkey crawling around. This monkey just went around and around, then I find out that it was looking for it's owner, a dude wearing a funny yellow fedora-ish hat.

And that's when the dreams end. Weird? Yeah, I would think so. Pretty weird combination, too. But the theme, where I'm running from/chasing something as well as fighting is still prevalent. A reoccuring theme in all my dreams... I wonder what it means? Anyone here a dream reader?

Love, Linzy~

To Do List

I am now an unemployed bum, as I have been advertising everywhere. I'm done with Uni, and now only waiting for my final results to see what kinda student I make. What kinda student I've been all this time. Results will probably take almost 3 weeks or so... So I have a long time til then. And the next semester (which *hopefully* I will not be a part of) is about 5 weeks from now. So yeah, long time.

In this time, I'll be left to my thoughts to ponder upon what I've acheived all this while. I have to think about what I want to do next. What I want from this life. And the best way to reorganize my life to this new beat I am stepping to, is to make a list of things that needs doing. Mind you, it's not a list of huge things to accomplish. It's a just a basic list of things I gotta do and catch up with while I have time on my hands. Just a little here and there to improve myself and keep me occupied, lest I feel lazy and useless in this time of unemployment.

  1. Practice and perfect my driving. I've yet to gain confidence in driving :p
  2. Perfect my cooking.
  3. Write up and perfect my resume.
  4. Think of lecturers I can get recommendations from.
  5. Go get myself a bunch of passport sized photos.
  6. Rummage through my huge wardrobe and sell whatever I don't need on eBay.
  7. Compile and rearrange my notes to give away, keep or discard.
  8. Clean up my room and the rest of the house.
  9. Write more in this blog.
  10. Eat more veggies and fruits and fix the horrific diet I've been on when on campus.
  11. Write 'thank you' cards to my lecturers.
  12. Write down the poetry that's been swimming about in my head.
  13. Download movies online, now that I have the time.

Ok, that's all I can think of for now... I was pretty sure I had more on my list. But I can't seem to recall them at this time. Ah well, I shall add more when I remember. Til then, then.

Love, Linzy~

Friday, November 07, 2008

Thunderbolts

There is no thunder
Without the preliminary
Lightning
The flash of sudden
Illumination
So brightening
When all is dark
It's an effulgence
Blinding.

Here are some words that came from nowhere or for any reason in particular. Just a crazy random happenstance of words exploding from brain. My inner monologue is a perpetual litany of words, and today they just seem to mesh into rhymes; so this is the result.

Love, Linzy~

Monday, November 03, 2008

Passion

"Passion: It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting... And though unwanted, unbidden; it will stir. Open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have?"- Angelus 2:17

I remember late into many nights in a pair of years gone, questions passed between us like the little messages we exchange in class. It begins at a rate slow, wondering over what ifs and maybes. And then we delve deeper, principles questioned, beliefs laid out bare, and we scour the hidden recesses of what we keep deep.

Many a night, we played this out. Our two trading questions in the night, answers never wavering, as though we were testing the waters through our words. Always expecting the unblemished surface to smoothen with time. While we go exploring new depths without being submerged.

Then time passes on. And we find that there are so many things that come and go with the tide. I'd tell you, eyes wide, surprised at my own audacity, how there are things that can never be denied. With all sense that keeps on leaving, my answers change; oh, the fickle tide.

And yet, it is long til we find ourselves in this place and time, when the still depths would go rippled, when the air would be disturbed by our heaving breaths and rapidly beating hearts as we jump off this ramp, and say goodbye to the leaving ship. It takes too long, but then, so quick a time.

At some point, we left this path. On the same road we travel, but with different strides, different minds, different walks. But in time, we find the water, one after the other, and take a chance in leaping into the deep end. With passion, we change the stir up the face of the body of water.

You can never step into the same river twice. Yet we make a path through it anyway.
Regardless of the fact we can never retrace our steps. Even if we spilled breadcrumbs, they'd be washed away.

And then we are not the people we were. Out of the water and into the breeze, hair dripping, skin wet, water trailing where our clothes were soaked. We have broken the water's calm, breathed in water to our lungs, and tasted fear as we flailed for a while fearing we'd drown.

Now we walk on. Walk on. We're not the people we were. We left some part of us behind when we reached the banks on the other side. They must've sunken to the bottom, amongst the rocks and the sandy depths.

And we don't mind.

And questions, now? Well, they are rhetorical.

Love, Linzy~

Saturday, November 01, 2008

Perhaps Premature

I am, but I won't say it. We'll wait for a few til I can for sure. But I am. I so am. But I'll wait awhile.

I do not regret. I think about it, yes, and dwell sometimes, but regret is too unnecessary, and hence I refrain from it. But I am so. So much so.

I cannot put it into words. There is a word. I know it, but I shall not acknowledge. At least not for a while. Not til the need arises; if it arises. And I hope to God it doesn't.

Perhaps it is premature, these thoughts. Born out of an overworked mind.

But I am so. I am so much. But I'm trying not to be.

~Linzy

Friday, October 31, 2008

Samhain

Happy Halloween! Well, not that I celebrate it or anything, but just for the heck of it, I thought I'd be extra festive today and get into the spirit of it. Well, I've been home and eventhough the main idea is to have the internet and do a bit of studying, instead I've been doing things...errr, other than studying. Well, ain't that the usual? Hence, the spirit of it is coupled with the spirit of takde kejeness (or nothing better to do-ness).

So yeah, today is All Hallow's Eve. I haven't much to say about it, seeing how it is not something I celebrate. Not even for the heck of it. It is just something I've watched in movies, read about and see on Buffy. That's the most of Halloween I've ever come close to. And since there's nothing much I can say in the way of explaining what it is about, allow me to do a Xeroxing job from Wikipedia:


Halloween has its origins in the ancient Celtic festival known as Samhain (Irish pronunciation: [ˈsˠaunʲ]; from the Old Irish samain). The festival of Samhain is a celebration of the end of the harvest season in Gaelic culture, and is sometimes regarded as the "Celtic New Year". Traditionally, the festival was a time used by the ancient pagans to take stock of supplies and slaughter livestock for winter stores. The ancient Gaels believed that on October 31, now known as Halloween, the boundary between the alive and the deceased dissolved, and the dead become dangerous for the living by causing problems such as sickness or damaged crops. The festivals would frequently involve bonfires, into which bones of slaughtered livestock were thrown. Costumes and masks were also worn at the festivals in an attempt to mimic the evil spirits or placate them.

Quoting Buffy (Season 2, "Halloween"): Halloween is "come as you aren't night". Making it a perfect night to dress up and go crazy with no repercussions. So it got me thinking, what would I go as if I were to celebrate Halloween and dress-up?

Organized as my mind is, I broke it down into categories which are: TV/Movie themed, Period themed, Profession themed and Miscellaneous. Under the heading of TV/Movie themed, I was thinking of going Whedonesque, and either dressing up as a) a Browncoat, Malcolm Reynolds style, b) a Companion, like the high-class hooker Inara, c) Dr. Horrible, complete with white labcoat, black gloves and goggles or d) Drusilla, with her red and black dress and black nails and spaced look, speaking in riddles. Under the Period theme, I was thinking of going Victorian, all corsets and frilly dresses. But then again, it'll be rather confining and hot, so possibly not. And under the themes of Profession, well, I had in my mind those kinky outfits I keep seeing on eBay like the Catholic Schoolgirl, French Maid or the Playboy Bunny. Haha... But, thinking about it, wearing costumes like that will only get me into deep deep trouble. I know I'll never leave the house in any of that (interpret that however you want, heh). And then, in the miscellaneous category, I'm thinking Cleopatra or maybe a geisha in a red kimono (like the one we saw in Times Square) *smirk*.
That would be pretty cool, huh? Come as you aren't indeed. But that is all wishful thinking, and I doubt I'd ever have the chance to do something like that. Or even go out dressed like that in the first place... But it's kinda fun to think about anyway.
So Happy Halloween all, whether you celebrate it or not. Remember that there is nothing spooky about the dark other than your imagination. Face your fears. Because the Fear Demon (name Gachnar) is actually a tiny, insignificant little thing that you can crush beneath your shoe. It talks alot it does, to throw you off your game, but really, don't listen to it and you'd be better for it.
Cheers! And happy 'Trick or Treat'ing~
Love, Linzy~