sparkslife

For the past few weeks life had been crazy. Staying over at my friend’s place almost every night just to complete some long overdue assigments ( Ok… going to due assignments… very soon… like tomorrow). I swear if I stay there for a night longer i would have to stay paying rent at their place. Haha…

But as they say, what is life without all these experience? When I’m old and graying I will tell my grandchild how I used to stay over at my friend’s place every night just to complete an assignment about consumer’s preference of their prefer brand of shower gel. I will tell them how we used to crack our brain just to figure out a word to replace "alumni". And let not forget the most interesting part: APA referencing. (C’mon seriously who give a DAMN when we forget to actually itallize the title of the book. We give a DAMN when you can’t freaking pronounce words like lingerie, diarrhea, and altruism! There I ITALLIZE them for you! For an added bonus, I underlined them as well! Happy now?!)

OK chill.

So for this week, life take a turn for better. Haha… There’s no more assignments and presentations (seriously thank God). So life switch back to Gear 1 where I can chill and lepak around effortlessly. This also provide me the opportunity to reflect and think about my life (or rather… the lack of it). In other words, I actually dream a lot this week (OMG emo alert!!).

OK chill again.

Let us recall back on what Martin Luther King Jr. told us in his history making speech…. " I have a DREAM… to see all the …. and … living…. " (Anyway part of my brain cell is seriously dead, that’s why some words are missing. And no… For Christ’s sake I’m NOT bleeping them out! ) With Martin Luther King Jr. backing me up, I now dare to stand up proud on some UTAR plastic chairs and proclaim loudly " I have a dream!! I have a dream!! " (The JAGA at north lobby will definitely drag me down as if I’m some pathetic escaped convict from Azkaban.)

OK to dream is to build a castle in mid air. But without a dream you will not go anywhere. So people often tell me to dream bold and dream big. Dream of the places you wanted to be. Dream about your most sought after possessions. Dream about an experience you will carry with you for a lifetime. Dream and keep on dreaming. When I close my eyes and dream, I see a land that I can’t wait to step my feet on. The urge and longing to actually feel and be apart of something so great and magical is sometime so overwhelming it will take over you. I dream of going to America. And I mean it.

Alright for some of the lucky ones out there, please stop rolling your eyes already! I know some of you have been to the States like ker-zillion times and for some the States is their second home (can I trade place with you??). But I did not intend to visit US, I (dreaming BIG kononnya) wanted to study there and learn about their culture and country.

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I am a UTAR student stuck here in Sg. Long (Famous for nothing so don’t ask). I am afraid of presenting myself in front of others (still working on it… Oh c’mon! Stage fright is unavoidable lar!!). I practically live my life day to day wondering what GREAT and EXCITING stuff gonna befall me. (Wow… my favorite band The Fray is coming over to perform in my birthday bash or; Wow….. somebody actually found what I say over in dinner worth memorizing and be put into some scrapbook of "50 Greatest Dinner Time Quotes" ). Well it not so bad but the sad thing is I’m nowhere near my dream.

I have a dream. My dream is to make my dreams come alive. If anyone of you wonder whether I can actually make my dream a reality (THAT guy ar?? No la cannot la… he cannot even survive in Malaysia!), someday I will prove, and I swear I will, to show you all how persistent and determined I am in achieving my dream.

So if in the future you found me beaming and humming along to The Eurythmic’s Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This, you will know I finally crossed the oceans and arrived at the land of my dream.