Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amelie Poulain

Last Friday night I was drawn into the brilliantly quirky and fascinating world of Amelie Poulain. I like films, but rarely do I find one I feel passionate about like I do Amelie . True to form, this film possesses the classic tasteful artistic quality of most French films. But what makes Amelie touch me so is the idealistic and innocent ways of this girl in dealing with life. She has a kind heart, unblemished by the corrupted world. She is also ruled by the same heart, by her emotions, rather than her mind. Not necessarily a bad thing, this is. Because in Amelie's case, her charming naivete works wonders with the lives of those around her. And when she falls in love, she does it with her whole being, feelings pure and simple so disarming that it's impossible to be dismissed or resisted. Highly recommended to those feeling pessimistic and cynical about life at the moment. :)

listening to:
Summer Romance (anti-gravity love song) - Incubus
Can I Buy You a Drink? - Hoobastank
Ada Apa Dengan Cinta OST

What is it?

How do you know that you are in love with a person?
Is it by the way they enter your mind as soon as you wake up from sleep?
Is it by the way they make you feel that you're all right the way you are?
Is it by how you feel that they've got your back always?
And that in no circumstances will you not be there for them in their time of need?
Or is it by the way you feel that they are one of the best friends you've ever had?
Someone you could talk to about anything and everything without having to worry that they'll judge you?
Is it the way they make you laugh?
Is it that intense physical attraction that consumes you every time they're near?
Is it the way you turn away when they hold your gaze for more than a second for fear that you may break down?
Is it the way they smell so good?
Maybe it's the way you feel comfortable in their presence, yes maybe a little self-conscious, but it still feels like home?
Or maybe it's the way you feel that you will never tire of seeing them, talking to them, waking up next to them, laughing with them, even picking up a fight with them, for the rest of your life?
Maybe it's all of those things..
Maybe it's none of 'em...
But if what I'm feeling for you isn't love, then i never want to be in love.

Vous etes ou le soleil brille..

quizzes

someone told me that blonde joke existed. darn.
had a great weekend in limerick with syaz, farhan and rona. sk8ter boi *drool* .





take the butt quiz.


and go to mewing.net. why not visit the site of someone who made a quiz about butts?






take the jeans quiz. gus made it!


and go to mewing.net. because laura and gus collectively own over 30 pairs of jeans.

hot

heatwave!!!!

i'm not sure...but i think i thought this up myself:
why did the blonde buy two copies of the same film?
- because she likes the film so much she wanted to watch it twice.

laugh please!!

hihihi

sunday morning....

have you ever woken up to a revelation?......


breakfast: mcvities a.m. cereal bites + coffee
listening to: better than ezra - good
flaming lips - tangerine
cake - daria

the catcher in the rye II

Finished the book last weekend. And like the first time, it left me dissatisfied. i wanted more.
Despite his constant swearing, his perpetual depression, his seemingly ungrounded hatred and intolerance towards almost all things alive, Holden Caulfield is a beautiful character with a good soul. i can't help but feel that his emotional turmoil is a result of being too empathetic without meaning to. he feels for people. he is sensitive to the misfortune of others. too sensitive even, that these things bring him down lower than he already is from his own problems.

"I took her dress over to the closet and hung it up for her. It was funny. It made me feel sort of sad when I hung it up for her. I thought of her going in a store and buying it, and nobody in the store knowing she was a prostitute and all. The salesman probably just thought she was a regular girl when she bought it. It made me feel sad as hell - I don't know why exactly."

Other favourite TCITR quotes:

"If you do something too good, after a while, if you don't watch it, you start showing off. And then you're not as good any more."

"I live in New York, and I was thinking about the lagoon in Central Park, down near Central Park South. I was wondering if it would be frozen over when I got home, and if it was, where did the ducks go. I was wondering where the ducks went when the lagoon got all icy and frozen over. I wondered if some guy came in a truck and took them away to a zoo or something. Or if they just flew away."

"What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it."

"You take a very handsome guy, or a guy that thinks he's a real hot-shot, and they're always asking you to do them a big favour. Just because they're crazy about themself, they think you're crazy about them, too, and that you're just dying to do them a favour."

"Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or else they think they have to keep moving their hand all the time, as if they were afraid they'd bore you or something. Jane was different. We'd get into a goddam movie or something, and right away we'd start holding hands, and we wouldn't quit till the movie was over. And without changing the position or making a big deal out of it. You never even worried, with Jane, whether your hand was sweaty or not. All you knew was, you were happy. You really were."

"All you have to do to depress somebody is give them a lot of phony advice while your looking for your initials in some can door."

"That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can."

"I went down by a different staircase, and I saw another "Fuck you" on the wall. I tried to rub it off with my hand, but it was scratched on, with a knife or something. It wouldn't come off. It's hopeless, anyway. If you had a million years to do it in, you couldn't rub out even half the "Fuck you" signs in the world. It's impossible."

"That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write 'Fuck you' right under your nose. Try it sometime. I think, even, if I ever die, and they stick me in a cemetery, and I have a tombstone and all, it'll say 'Holden Caulfield' on it, and then what year I was born and what year I died, and then right under that it'll say 'Fuck you.' I'm positive, in fact."

"The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause, while the mark of the mature man is that he want's to live humbly for one."

"...Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field ot rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. I know it's crazy."

Incubus

listening to: 2 new incubus songs they performed at Lollapalooza, pretty badass: Megalomaniac(i like this one better, but that can change in a matter of seconds)
Pistola
if the rest of the songs for the coming album are along the lines of these two, i'm more than happy.

Drained

i knew i shouldn't've complained about not having anything to do! the last week (+ weekend)had been pure hell!. i'm spent. i was oncall the on the weekend, and it was not pretty. and a full day work the following monday too. because my consultant was oncall for 5 days in a row, we had a lot of radiographs ordered and needed to be reported in urgency. and who had to face those cranky radiologists? me. dr. kelly had this rep of being a scary radiologist consultant, but he's always been friendly with me. but yesterday, boy, did he lay one on me! i mean i don't blame him for being worked up with all those ultrasounds to do AND report, but being oncall for the last 48 hours and then full time monday had me so exhausted i almost burst out crying.
later that day, i had to see yet another radiologist, dr.bannan, and while i was in his room dr.kelly came in with a cup of tea in his hand. he was all cheerful and all, and he was trying to make it up to me by cracking up some stupid joke and holding out his hand for a shake of truce, and saying "it'll get better with time lia, it'll get better." i took his hand, but i was too tired from work and the emotional abuse to play nice with him then.
i'm oncall again today. but that's okay...i'll be oncall free for the next 8 days at least.

wow...one whole paragraph and no bleeps so far...amazing...but i'd better get going anyway.

the catcher in the rye

i've started reading it again. the first time i read it was when i was about 14. it was a very hard book to put down. holden talked about novels and authors that he liked, that he liked some books so much he wished the author was his friend-someone he could pick up the phone and call. i wouldn't mind calling j.d. salinger.

"...Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field ot rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I'd do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be. I know it's crazy."Holden in chapter 22. Here Holden tells Phoebe the basic theme of the novel.



listening to: your body is a wonderland - john mayer
another lonely day - ben harper
seperti kekasihku - padi
crash into me - dave matthews band
serve the servants - nirvana ('his sad and melancholic pools of clear baby blue eyes')
a certain shade of green- a very jazzy and funky version of the song. mike's and jose's project feat. brandon at the Time Lapse Consortium. i like the original incubus one better though. waiting in anticipation for next album...

ihh...makasih ya gilank! but for those of you wondering...those are not my legs!! hahaha
ya gimana sih gilank...gak ada yg mata ya? a pair of beautiful dark eyes, like mine!hehehehe
oh ya...i did that thing at lunchtime gil..so be on the look out ya?

i'm sleepy!!!this is the most boring rotation ever!
we've finally found an apartment...i am so glad about that. just need to do some shopping though. we've no plates!! well we've no food to put on the plates anyway, come to think of it..

gilank!! title-titlenya kemana nih?????

i'm having the urge to read 'the catcher in the rye' again...holden caulfield is ...weirdly attractive.

:<

ishh...takleh balik lak harini...but that's okay...i have til monday :>
as usual, not that busy today. after all the discharges made, we've only 4 patients left! hehe, that's quite outrageous i say.
things to do: obts. jaundice patient's blood for the weekend (right after this)
look at apt. at 4
pack things to take back to cork tonight
get contact lenses prescription tomorrow afternoon

listening to: Abra Moore - Happiness (still)
Padi - Sesuatu yang Indah
Turin Brakes - Save Me (Underdog)

a bored intern...(!)

i suppose that should not be possible, a bored intern, that is. but this past week has been quite uneventful...the team having about 8 patients in total and the theatre list being only 3 yesterday, and possibly only 2 tomorrow! this is not healthy for me-imagine the shock i'll get come sept. with mr.mccormack's team!
i hate blood results!! last week it was xrays...but this week it's the bloods...i just can't seem to order all the right ones, or get the right results back the next morning. better think up of a plan of how to be a leeetle bit more organised lia :P
tomorrow to view another apartment, i'm sick of this, i just want to settle down SOMEWHERE and not think about it anymore.
esok balik cork yay!

song on the week: Abra Moore- Happiness

~it's better to burn out than to fade away~k.cobain

New Skin

i survived!! at least for the last 5 days! Alhamdulillah, a week had passed; i didn't cry and the patients didn't die...hihi, i know i know i shouldn't be joking about something like that, but can't resist!! it's quite unbelievable, but i had been working as an MD for a week now. it was..undescribable...i've mixed feelings about it, well actually i was too busy to even think! can't deny i am a bit elated about it all because i don't really feel exhausted at the moment considering i was on-call last night.
let's see, the first day was scary. i was so clueless, and here i was having to discharge patients, insert cannulae and prescribe drugs. but the nurses have been most helpful, thank you sisters! and to my SHos too, thanks for putting up with my bleeps for the dozens of failed lines, hihi. speaking of bleeps (pagers to some :P), it has become the bane of my existence. well maybe not the bleep itself but the anticipation of the message it carries," hello doctor, can u come over, we need a catheter!" argh, and i had to do 3 lastnite on-call. my first 3 catheters, god bless 'em (not the catheters, but the patients :P).
it was tiring, physically and emotionally. people seems to want you in several different places at one time. man, they do work interns like dogs! everybody wants a piece of you, the team, the nurses, the patients. but at the end of the day, it all feels worth it.
the new place is not bad...just a bit messy from the previous tennant....and the fact that she still havent moved out is not helping matters.
to my loyal (and probably the ONLY) reader..yes, you :P did you miss me? i'm sure you did. anyway I missed you!! hehe
gawd i better take a nap before i stop making sense.....

Intern Induction 2003 June 25 & 26

7 Habits of a Highly Effective Intern (2003)
(something like this:)

1. be kind and polite
2. use patient stickers liberally
3. always be ahead of your boss
4. plan ahead and make lists of what to do
5. communicate clearly with the nursing staff
6. do not miss ward rounds
7. take care of yourself (spend!!)


Dr. Chris Luke: we medics make the biggest moaners!
Dr. Eddie from Oz: patients are your priority
Dr. Mike O'Connor (yummy! how can a consultant be so young and hot? hehe): How to avoid clinical pitfalls-he said a lot! and they are all so very useful.
Prof. Quigley: learn to say ' i don't know'
Dr. Niall Colwell: learn the basic drugs
use the BNF (Dr. 0'Connor: MIMS is crap!)
presription writing: legible BLOCK LETTERS, generic name, correct doses, no abbrev.

lots of other things...will add in when i remember

Dr. Mike o' Connor: what interns should do and should not do.

Favourite Incubus Lyrics

(dah takde keje sangat)


So sick of limiting myself to fit your definition. - redefine

if I had a dime for every time you walked away, you could bet your bottom dollar that I'd be filthy rich by noon
today. - glass


Could someone please explain to me your ever present lack of speed?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate What are yoou waiting for, A certian shade of green?
- a certain shade of green

Too bad the things that make you mad are my favorite things. - favorite things

I'm home alone tonight ..Full moon illuminates my room, and sends my mind aflight,
I think I was dreaming up some thoughts that were seemingly possible... with you.
I think I found a way for you and I to finally fly free,
When we get there, we're gonna go so far away
Making sure to laugh; while we experience anti-gravity. - summer romance (anti-gravity love song) fav song!!!!


Over and over we ask ourselves why we don't utilize things that are stored
deep inside of our brains! - deep inside

Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore. - priviledge

don't you dare come to bed with that ambiguous look in your eye, I'd sooner sleep by an open fire and wake up fried.
could I make it all up to you by serving coffee for two in bed, would you then give me the time of day?
I need a map of your head translated into english so I can learn to not make you frown. - clean

So don't let the world bring you down
not everyone here is that fucked up and cold
remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old - the warmth

yes I feel emphatic about not being static
and not eating the bullshit that's being fed to me, no, no
cause now I'm full - when it comes

Meet me in outer space
I will hold you close, if you're afraid of heights
I need you to see this place, it might be the only way
that I can show you how it feels to be inside of you.
How do u do it?? make me feel like I do?
How do u do it? it's better than I ever knew - stellar

If you let them make you
they'll make you paper mache
at a distance you're strong
until the wind comes
then you crumble and blow away. - make yourself

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. - drive

You do something to me that I can't explain
so would I be out of line, if I said I miss you. - i miss you


To resist is to piss in the wind
anyone who does will end up smelling. - out from under

she who sees from up high smiles and surely sings. - nice to know you

The world's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in
maybe I should hold with care but my hands are busy in the air. - wish you were here

I never thought I could want someone so much
cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in my own fear
forgive my indecision, I am only a man. - 11 am

Bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly
count your blessings, seduce a stranger
what's so wrong with being happy?
kudos to those who see through sickness.
I suggest we learn to love ourselves before it's made illegal. - warning

There's something about the look in your eyes
something I noticed when the light was just right
it reminded me twice that I was alive. - echo

Unabashed honesty, would be ideal
but a prophet did once say that honesty's our only word. - have you ever?

Ponderings...

do you ever wonder what the point of it all is? i don't doubt that most of you out there do, especially the so-called slackers of my generation :>...wonder if some are still ambiguously 'slacking', or have moved on appropriately to greater heights of living, having found the long-searched reason and meaning for their existence. me, i'm somewhere in the middle. sometimes it feels like there's nothing more that could be asked for than this blessed fortune, other times it feels like, is this it? i know that sounds unthankful, but i am thankful for all there is...
it's just this restlessness that appears uninvited...sometimes i can choose to ignore it, but there are those desperate times when it is all-consuming...
i wish i am relieved of this ambiguity....
i don't want to succumb to this self-doubt or surrender to any form of disillusionment. what do i do? is there such a thing as profound happiness? will i be contented? will i feel complete? will i be appeased with myself?
i am still searching, not for the meaning of life, of my life, but for what i can do to enrich it, to be able to affect the lives of others in the best way possible, to be not someBody, but someOne......insyaAllah.
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esok kena pi Tralee, ugh..2 hours of busride-i can think of better things to do with my time (sleep).
i sure hope that this apartment is The One. i've had enough of searching dah. well, actually i didnt really do much, it's just the worrying of not having a place to live yet that's causing the stress. hihi

at least, as a consolation, ada makan2 lagi esok at syaz's/izzat's/farhan's....syaz is cooking, and if that isn't fantastic, i don't know what is...he's such a great cook :> tho' bengkek gak tadi he had to ask agee to borrow my mixer, wouldnt even get out of the car in front of my house! syaz?? what the--? cam tak biasa...maybe he thought E's parents and my (extended) family still ada kot...malu konon. gotta get home quickly from Tralee in time for the foods!!

just remembered my book and cds (pearl jam's Ten included, demit) is with F. gotta get them back come hell or high water. the q is how and when....

i wonder what happened with that person lastnight with that other person....how'd i get in the middle of all that? i was quite pissed off. maybe i was too hard on him, but hey, sapa suruh pakai tuduh aje. i don't even know her that well. i wonder if F has anything to do with all this. don't know and don't care and hope i don't get mixed up again with that lot. argh. sabar lia....

Empty

you are my nothingman, my no-where man,
endless lullaby, carresses your lips, lands on my fluttering lids,
be my all-surrounding man, my everywhere,everything man,
honey-filled sonnets, kiss my quivering lips,
let it be forever....

hello again. it's been awhile ya..?just got back from london a few days ago. tired!! my family is here in cork at the moment. it's pretty neat having them here. tadi Y. D. Agong came to the univ. to be conferred. kebetulan pulak it's just thye day before our own graduation, which is tomorrow obviously. we all had to go see him. nice man, Tuanku Permaisuri as well. not hoighty-toity. just easygoing. i'm so tired. need to sleep.

izzat found a house. 3 bedroom. tapi now thr's four of us, including Fida from Galway. izzat sez he doesnt mind not joining us- tht he'll look for an apartment for himself.sian lak.

i wanna talk about the trip, but my lids are too heavy...maybe another time...*yawn*

harini pi makan lagi...saw 'kl menjerit' at saress's--horrible film!!!cemana film msia nak maju :/

the house is already taken by abe!!argh...but some ppl in tralee are helping us find a house anyways..so hopefully.


Crumble
Raindrops beat insistently against the windowpane,
The glass cannot avoid them, there is no escaping,
Only acceptance, only admission,
Sort of how I feel right now,
And you are the drops of rain...

Snowflakes feather dreamily onto the ground,
The soil cannot deny them; they are persistent in their softness,
Urging on, till the last of the dirt is blanketed in white,
Sort of how you affect life,
And I am rendered defenseless...

I am warm; I am pulsing,
Did you not think of that?
I breathe; I bleed,
Did you not consider the consequence?

Let the wind whisper over each mountaintop,
Let the waves caress the shoreline,
Let the sun vanish over the horizon,
I will not forget,
I will learn...

suposed former infatuation junkie

had a nice time today. the food was not bad, had thumbs up for the cake hehe, the kids r just too adorable. amirah called me chik lia today, yess mission accomplished- it's amazing the way she could remember over 20 female names in such a short time.

3 days before i have to go to london and pick family up, the house is now officially a mess altho' we'd work so hard in making it pretty last week....slobs. i'm ecstatic to meet my parents and all, but as always, packing up to travel makes me depressed. weird, i know, but that's how it is. i remember last summer i was getting ready to fly home, cried my eyes out the night before for no reason. Psycho!

N.B. ask Hasnul tomorrow about that house. God please let it be available! Good, cheap and available! Where the heck is Izzat. all i'm getting is his ans. machine where this serious lady operator says: "the fingers u are using to touch the keypads are too fat. please try again using less fat fingers" - or something along that line. hilarious though :>

why do i sometimes obssess over absolutely unimportant things? to much free time in my hands i suppose :/

adam sandler rawks!
saw excess baggage again today on tv: the storyline a bit crappy, but the soundtrack is great: the wallflowers, dave matthews band. also, benecio del toro...yummy! (though brad pitt and jason statham overshadowed him in Snatch).

why am i angry at him? it doesnt make sense.

esok ada makan2 lagi. there goes my plan to lose weight...right down the drain! bought parting gifts for the fellas. did a lousy job wrapping 'em up. i'll never be hired in a gift shop now. darn

i have to get the house!!!!!!

Good night, good night! parting is such
sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow.