Last weekend was the final week to finish up the documentary for the English assignment. My group members and I struggled a lot to complete the 10 minutes-documentary. Poh hui who stayed outside came to the hostel at night just to do the editing process, really thankful as she was able to drive, thus it would be easier for her to come without asking her father or anyone from her family members.
People may think that it was easy to do a ten minutes- documentary compared to the documentaries on the discovery channel or national geography, which were usually an hour or 30 minutes documentaries. But, when they were required to produce it by themselves, I doubt they would be glad to face the great experiences from it. Indeed it needs a lot of efforts and considerations. Teamwork and responsibilities from each of the group members are vital elements to finish the documentary with the satisfaction.
we have faced lots of challenges in the process of making this documentary from the beginning till the end, lost the important footages, being followed by the security guard at the centrepoint as a result of interviewing the publics without the authority’s permission, in this case , I would say that it was not our fault as we did not know that we were required to do so, and we also burn the midnight oil together in my room to put the background song as well as the subtitles.
Finally, after finishing the group presentation, it was a relief to hear that Mr. Derick was satisfied with the project. He even has no question to ask us but I still worried because he had given no comment or opinion about the documentary. Hopefully we can get good marks for that. In spite of facing a lot of plights, I realize that I have learned a lot from it.
Now, it is about 9 months left to finish my course, ausmat. For me, it is a long time to wait; time management as well as being consistent is the key to get an excellent result in the final examination. I admit that I always have no enough time as a result of delaying my assignments. That kind of behavior should be avoided if I really want to follow my seniors’ step who had succeed in their journey, instead of facing a lot of difficulties, finally their sacrifices have been paid after receiving an offer letter from Australia’s university.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
FIGURATIVE LANGUAGE
It is raining cats and dogs outside when i open my eyes.
The sky is crying loudly without asking for persuasiveness, the glimmer of the sunshine has been
taken away by the dark clouds.
The water flow on earth giving a life to the plants.
The wind blow roughly like a predator chasing its victim, causing people's heart to burn like a
fire, keep blaming on the sadness of the earth.
Looking through the window, i can feel the cheerfulness of the trees and flowers, dancing joyfully, emerging a feeling of envy in my heart, how beautiful my lives if i can be like them.
Monday, March 9, 2009
people who i love
It is undeniable that everyone has a feeling of love, to families, friends or anyone that appear around us. I believe that everyone in this world has a desire to love others even to be loved; this feeling is inevitable, coming into our heart without realizing it.
Love my Family
People often argue that family come first, in everything we do, family should be the priority. Same goes to me, I love my family very much, my parents and 7 of my siblings, quite a big number right?? Indeed, for me having a big family can make my life more meaningful.
During the school holiday, everyone will return home, gathering, talking, eating and go for some vacation together, even though we often argue even fight to each other, that’s are the moments that I remember the most, the time that I have spent with my family. They are the most important people in my life, how can I survive without them??? I can’t imagine how my life is going on without their cares and supports.Love my Friends
Of course I love all my friends. They are the one that creates happiness to me, willing to lend their hands if I need help and even give their shoulders to cry on. I have a lot of friends, since in my primary school until now, continuing my study in the college, it can’t be c
ounted how many people that I have known; in spite of we had separated into different ways I still contact with some of them. Now, in the college I close to those who are staying at the hostel, everywhere we go, we will be together, facing all the difficulties in our journey towards success. They are really good friends. Thank to God as I got to know such good friends.And someone
It was the first time; I have a serious relationship with someone, after several months at kbu. I guess you know what I mean by that….. He is a kind boy, one year older than me. At first, I can’t believe on the decision that I have done, but I admit, there is something special about him that make my heart say ….. he is the right person for me. I really hope, the relationship will stay forever, but life is not always the way we want, we end of our relationship, though, I will never forget him…….
Love is a wonderful feeling. It is good for us to love each other, never try to hate anyone. Once we hate someone, we would not know how much that person will hate us. Think about people you love; it assured will make you smile…
Saturday, February 21, 2009
The Documentary
Last weekend, my friends and I went to Gombak to go to the natives or Orang Asli village. We went there certainly for an important purpose, to finish up our English assignment, the documentary. I actually didn’t know the existence of Orang Asli village at Gombak as I am not from here. My friend, Aain told us that Gombak is a popular place that consists of the native houses, she know this because her previous school was in Gombak, quite lots of information that she know about Gombak and it is really beneficial for our group.
We went there on Sunday by Poh hui’s father’s car. At 8.30 a.m Poh Hui and her father arrived at the student house, two of my group member’s najihah, aain and I have finished our breakfast and then we moved to our destiny. Poh hui’s father is a talkative person, he told us some information about the natives and gave us some tips to make our documentary to be more interesting. My friends and I just heard what he was saying about without argued anything but Poh Hui did; we actually did not knew what to say so, that’s why it was better to hear than to argue.
Gombak was quite near, not really far as what I have thought before. In spite of we did not know the exact location of the Orang Asli village, we fully followed the signboards and finally we found the hospital, it was built for the natives’ uses without any payment.
At the hospital, we saw some of the Orang Asli sitting on the bench outside the hospital. Based on their physical appearance, curly hair and dark face, we can recognize them easily.
We decided to interview some of them, as we moved towards the two females, they smiled to us. Thankfully as they did not refuse to talk with us, they even talked too much, contradict with our expectation. They told us how they lived and survived in this modernization century, pity to them as their children couldn’t go to school as a result of their poverty. The income was only enough for then to buy food for their daily life. However there was a man that I remember the most, he was really determine, he said that all of his children got education in school as the expenditure have been supported by the government. He eager to see all of his children succeeds in the future. We were totally impressed of his spirit.
After an hour of interview session at the hospital, we went to the village, only ten minutes from the hospital. We took some footage of their houses and also the environment of the place. The housing area obviously different from the typical people who lived in the town even in the villages, the place was nearby the river, thus it was easier for the villagers to get water supply and the houses were small, just enough for them to sleep, dogs were everywhere, that made us scared to explore more, so, we continued our journey to the Museum Orang Asli. There, we took some photos and then returned to the hostel with satisfaction instead of tiredness.
We went there on Sunday by Poh hui’s father’s car. At 8.30 a.m Poh Hui and her father arrived at the student house, two of my group member’s najihah, aain and I have finished our breakfast and then we moved to our destiny. Poh hui’s father is a talkative person, he told us some information about the natives and gave us some tips to make our documentary to be more interesting. My friends and I just heard what he was saying about without argued anything but Poh Hui did; we actually did not knew what to say so, that’s why it was better to hear than to argue.
Gombak was quite near, not really far as what I have thought before. In spite of we did not know the exact location of the Orang Asli village, we fully followed the signboards and finally we found the hospital, it was built for the natives’ uses without any payment.
At the hospital, we saw some of the Orang Asli sitting on the bench outside the hospital. Based on their physical appearance, curly hair and dark face, we can recognize them easily.
We decided to interview some of them, as we moved towards the two females, they smiled to us. Thankfully as they did not refuse to talk with us, they even talked too much, contradict with our expectation. They told us how they lived and survived in this modernization century, pity to them as their children couldn’t go to school as a result of their poverty. The income was only enough for then to buy food for their daily life. However there was a man that I remember the most, he was really determine, he said that all of his children got education in school as the expenditure have been supported by the government. He eager to see all of his children succeeds in the future. We were totally impressed of his spirit.
After an hour of interview session at the hospital, we went to the village, only ten minutes from the hospital. We took some footage of their houses and also the environment of the place. The housing area obviously different from the typical people who lived in the town even in the villages, the place was nearby the river, thus it was easier for the villagers to get water supply and the houses were small, just enough for them to sleep, dogs were everywhere, that made us scared to explore more, so, we continued our journey to the Museum Orang Asli. There, we took some photos and then returned to the hostel with satisfaction instead of tiredness.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Japanese Story...
I had watched Japanese Story directed by sue brooks after the Chinese new year break. It is part of my course including the three novels which are boy, Tales of childhood, Desert flower and Falling leaves. I watched it in the tutorial room with my classmate and also with the other class, architecture 2. Mr. derrick was also there, sat in front of the class, prepared to cut some scenes that were certainly not suitable for us although some of us were quite disappointed of his action, hahaha……
My first impression about this movie, it is boring and totally not my cup of tea, but I realize that I could not expect more than that as it was for the study purpose instead of for entertainment. At first, by looking at the title I thought it was a story about Japanese culture or something that were related with Japan and it was. But to be more precise, it was about the two cultures, Australia and Japan which the the main characters were, Toni Colette act as Sandy Edwards and Gotaro Tsunashima as Tachibana Hiromitsu, as a result of different culture both of them are visibly repulsed by each other.
From this film I learned about Japanese as well as Australian cultures. When Tachibana met Sandy at the airport, she thought Sandy was his hired driver thus; he treated her as such, waiting her to carry his luggage and also sat at the back of the car. From the action, of course people will judge him badly. But we could not blame him as it was his culture. Same goes to Tachibana, Sandy’s attitudes certainly contradict with the woman in his custom, very rough, out-spoken and smokes a lot. This contributed to an awkward situation between them.
What the surprise was their relationship have changed after the car had being stuck in the sand at Pilbara Desert, far from help, only both of them there, they became to know each other better, finding the hidden beauty in themselves and fell in love. The suspend began when Tachibana suddenly died, I could not forget about the scene, I laugh when Sandy tried to call Tachibana after he jumped into the river as I thought he just wanted to make a joke. For me it was really ridiculous if he died just like that and then I realize that the death was not a fake, I am really shocked. So disappointed as I could not feel sad, my concentration has lose on that part. I started to think the reason of his death, why was he died actually, was it drowned?? I only knew the real reason at the end of the story. It was because he dived in the shallow water, so unbelievable and unexpected.
In my point of view, this film set up the culture-clash theme, very dull but it is good to watch as it give a lot of moral values to the viewers, what have my lecturer told to the students, judging people by just their ethnicity is shallow and likely to be wrong. The other one is recognizing when we are doing something that will cause hurt others and being able to stop. I also admire Toni Colette action, she has given a good performance, and she successfully played a role as a main character.
My first impression about this movie, it is boring and totally not my cup of tea, but I realize that I could not expect more than that as it was for the study purpose instead of for entertainment. At first, by looking at the title I thought it was a story about Japanese culture or something that were related with Japan and it was. But to be more precise, it was about the two cultures, Australia and Japan which the the main characters were, Toni Colette act as Sandy Edwards and Gotaro Tsunashima as Tachibana Hiromitsu, as a result of different culture both of them are visibly repulsed by each other.
From this film I learned about Japanese as well as Australian cultures. When Tachibana met Sandy at the airport, she thought Sandy was his hired driver thus; he treated her as such, waiting her to carry his luggage and also sat at the back of the car. From the action, of course people will judge him badly. But we could not blame him as it was his culture. Same goes to Tachibana, Sandy’s attitudes certainly contradict with the woman in his custom, very rough, out-spoken and smokes a lot. This contributed to an awkward situation between them.
What the surprise was their relationship have changed after the car had being stuck in the sand at Pilbara Desert, far from help, only both of them there, they became to know each other better, finding the hidden beauty in themselves and fell in love. The suspend began when Tachibana suddenly died, I could not forget about the scene, I laugh when Sandy tried to call Tachibana after he jumped into the river as I thought he just wanted to make a joke. For me it was really ridiculous if he died just like that and then I realize that the death was not a fake, I am really shocked. So disappointed as I could not feel sad, my concentration has lose on that part. I started to think the reason of his death, why was he died actually, was it drowned?? I only knew the real reason at the end of the story. It was because he dived in the shallow water, so unbelievable and unexpected.
In my point of view, this film set up the culture-clash theme, very dull but it is good to watch as it give a lot of moral values to the viewers, what have my lecturer told to the students, judging people by just their ethnicity is shallow and likely to be wrong. The other one is recognizing when we are doing something that will cause hurt others and being able to stop. I also admire Toni Colette action, she has given a good performance, and she successfully played a role as a main character.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Chinese New Year Holiday
After one week at home. i need to go back to Bandar Utama, a crowded city. So sad, but it was the reality that i have to face, to succeed in life and achieve my dreams and hopes as well as to make my parents proud of me i need to sacrifice a lot of things, be a persevere girl...........
During the holiday, i considered it as a short time at home, i didn't do anything. Did some of my homework and also went to the aborigines village to take some footage for my group's documentary. the village is called kg. Sungai Berua, quite near from my village. I went there with my brother by motorcycle and also my neighbour. It was better to go with my father as he knew some people there but he couldn't go, he went to fishing at Tasik Kenyir with his friends. My father likes to fishing very much.
It was the first time i went to an Aborigines village. As we reach there , all orang asli looked at us like we were guilty. We felt awkward about the environment and tried to make it as a normal. May be it was typical aborigines to look at the people who were different from them. I took some videos about their life, the condition of the village and also what were they usually did during their leisure time. What was impressed me, their house were made up from concrete, so we could say that they have already developed compared to the past time.
Although their life have changed, they have difficulty to find water supply, they still washed and bathed at the nearby river. The way their dressing, i think it was still the same , did not change a lot for some of them, the kids just played around naked and the adults wore what Malays called it, 'Kain Sarong'. I looked at them pitifully, they lived in poverty in this modernisation century.
Authorities should take the responsibility to curb this problem. They deserved to live like us, no discrimination at all.
After two or three hours , we returned home. I was not totally satisfy because i did not get an opportunity to interview them , they were shy, ran away went i tried to approach them but it was better as long as a i took some videos and pictures. I got a new experience from this.I think, that was my main purpose to went back home , the rest of the days, i just stayed at home, watching television and spent time with my family members. A boring holiday ......huhu.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
I have one week holidays for Chinese New Year, it was quite a long holiday as majority of the students at my college are Chinese, we as a Muslim also got benefit from that.So, We got an opportunity to go back to our hometown. Some of my friends from other colleges or universities were sour grape with me as they merely have two or three days break.
At first, i decided not to return home as i thought it was just wasting my money even my time as it took a long journey to reach at my hometown, about seven or eight hours. It was a boring trip, sitting in the bus without doing anything, just counting the time to arrive at my place. But, when most of my friends who staying at the hostel wanted to go back home, i became confuse with my decision as no one will accompany me at the hostel. besides, if i not returned home on this holiday, my chance to go back just on may or June during the mid term break, i didn't want to regret for the decision that i have made so i bought a ticket.
In spite of my friends going back early , i went back on Sunday as i wanted to finish my homework first. I did not want to bring along my heavy physic book and also i admitted that i didn't do my works at home, a lot of things will reduce my intention to study especially the television. Our lecturers gave us a lot of assignments for Chinese New Year breaks,but we realize that it certainly was for our own good. hopefully i could finish them all on time.
i went back on Saturday night , at 5 p.m. my friend Athira and i departure from the hostel. We went to Kl Sentral together but Athira need to go to LCCT as she went back to her hometown by flight. Meanwhile i went to Putra Bus station by KTM, about 15 minutes from Kl Sentral. I reached there at 6.00 p.m but actually my bus ticket was at 9 p.m. Instead of waiting there without doing anything i decided to go to nearby shopping mall to do some window shopping.In spite of I was quite scared to go there alone , it was better to shopping compared to sit at the bus station and just watching people around me. Besides, as Chinese new year was just around the corner, so of course there were many sales and At last i bought some stuffs for myself.
At 8.30 p.m, the bus station started to become crowded. All people wanted to go back home to spend time with their family , the thing that they could rarely did,particularly a student like me. I took my luggage at the luggage -keeping place, paying for RM 3 for that, i think it was quite an expensive value, but i believe that everyone could accept it as nothing were cheap nowadays, the cost of living is increasing from day to day, all people should adapt themselves with this situation.
At first, i decided not to return home as i thought it was just wasting my money even my time as it took a long journey to reach at my hometown, about seven or eight hours. It was a boring trip, sitting in the bus without doing anything, just counting the time to arrive at my place. But, when most of my friends who staying at the hostel wanted to go back home, i became confuse with my decision as no one will accompany me at the hostel. besides, if i not returned home on this holiday, my chance to go back just on may or June during the mid term break, i didn't want to regret for the decision that i have made so i bought a ticket.
In spite of my friends going back early , i went back on Sunday as i wanted to finish my homework first. I did not want to bring along my heavy physic book and also i admitted that i didn't do my works at home, a lot of things will reduce my intention to study especially the television. Our lecturers gave us a lot of assignments for Chinese New Year breaks,but we realize that it certainly was for our own good. hopefully i could finish them all on time.
i went back on Saturday night , at 5 p.m. my friend Athira and i departure from the hostel. We went to Kl Sentral together but Athira need to go to LCCT as she went back to her hometown by flight. Meanwhile i went to Putra Bus station by KTM, about 15 minutes from Kl Sentral. I reached there at 6.00 p.m but actually my bus ticket was at 9 p.m. Instead of waiting there without doing anything i decided to go to nearby shopping mall to do some window shopping.In spite of I was quite scared to go there alone , it was better to shopping compared to sit at the bus station and just watching people around me. Besides, as Chinese new year was just around the corner, so of course there were many sales and At last i bought some stuffs for myself.
At 8.30 p.m, the bus station started to become crowded. All people wanted to go back home to spend time with their family , the thing that they could rarely did,particularly a student like me. I took my luggage at the luggage -keeping place, paying for RM 3 for that, i think it was quite an expensive value, but i believe that everyone could accept it as nothing were cheap nowadays, the cost of living is increasing from day to day, all people should adapt themselves with this situation.
Then, i went to the bus to show my ticket but unfortunately the bus driver told me that the number was not in the list, he asked me to move to the other bus as there were two buses that will take the journey to Terengganu. I move there and did the same thing, i was shocked as the bus driver also told that the ticket number was not in the list . Only god knew my feeling at that time, scared, anxious and did not know what to do. Furthermore,i was the only one there, without knowing anyone else. i will cry all night if i could not return home. Some people who sitting there asked me to calm, they said that it was just a technical problem.
After waiting for a while, a person who took the responsibility in the arrangement of the tickets gave me a new ticket number , She apologize to me for the silly mistake that had occurred. I felt relief,thankful as the problem have been solved, finally i could go back safely . that night was a sad memory for me.Hopefully it will not happen again.
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