Monday, February 14, 2011
Homesick...
I have to admit. I am not feeling so good lately. I've had this feelings since I came back to UPM last week. I knew I should be thankful for everything. I've been ignoring my sad feelings and trying to be positive since last week.
But I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't pretend. I'm only human. I miss my home very much. I know everyone here has to go through the same thing. But I think of my family every single moment.
I do not know why is this happening to me. It's the second semester already. I should be strong now. I know there are some students from Sabah or Sarawak are much less fortunate than me cause they couldn't even go back for the one week Chinese New Year break.
But right now I am so weak.
I miss every single one,family, relatives and even my dogs. I wanted to go back during weekends. But my mother asked me not to. As it's a long 6-hour-trip and I could just stay for a few days. No point going back. She is right.
I do not know what to do. All I can do is to pray for me to be strong.
One of the reasons I miss my family so much because I have the greatest family members ever. I love them very much. I've never realized that until I left home. They all are very nice to me. They are the greatest assets that God has given me. Like I said before, I'm not rich to have a big bungalow or drive a Porche, but I'm rich for the loving family that I have.
I miss the moment we go out and drink coffee together.
I miss the moment we have delicious dinners together.
I miss the moment I sleep with my nieces, hug them, and kiss them.
I miss the moment I overnight at my cousin's house.
I miss the every single moment.
I have a very special father. I have a very special relationship with him. For those who have seen the way I treated my father you will know what I mean.
Most of my friends or relatives do not treat their fathers like the way I do.
I always talk to my father rudely,scold him and even hit him. But all of these are in joking manner. Although I treat him that way, but in my heart, I respect him and love him. I'm concern about him a lot.
All my relatives know our special father and daughter relationship. For a far-distant relative who come and visit us once in a while was shocked to see the way I talk to my father. She advised me to be nice to my father.
My mother was there to reply :" Let them be, they are always like that. The father enjoys the daughter being rude to him."
People might think that I'm a bad daughter. But as long as I know I am not, it's okay. Hahaha.
My father has treated me very nicely since I was young. In other word, spoiled me.When my mother was there to scold me or punish me for doing something wrong, he will be there to comfort me, buy my stuff when I cry. He had never scolded me, unless for some times I was being too much. When my father gets mad and scolds me, I know I would know I am wrong. But this happens rarely.
He is always there to joke with my crazily since I was young, tease me and give me all kinds of nicknames. He likes to make me scold him and hit him.
Our way of communicating since I was young was, he would talk jokingly or crazily to me, and I would then shout and scold him.
This sounds like I'm really a bad and disobedient daughter, but that is really the way our relationships is. He enjoys me shouting at him. Whenever I scold or being rude to him, he will smile and tease me more.
Though I'm so old and big in size now, I would go and lie beside him on a same sofa just to make him feel uncomfortable. He is a very thin man. And everytime I do so, he would say :"Go away, go away, you want to kill me is it? Just like Smarties (our big dog at home) lying on Snoopy (our small dog at home). Snoopy will die!"
Hahahaa, what a crazy father I have. I miss him so much.
I really miss everyone in my family. I miss my youngest niece too. She's very cute. I used to feed her and bathe her. When I go for a sleepover at my cousin's house, we sleep together. Before sleeping, she would asked me to prepare milk for her. I would ask her to kiss me, and then I will make it. I feel I'm lucky when her small lips touch my cheek.
In the morning, she would wake up early, and keep calling me, and ask me to bring her go swimming. She likes swimming. She is very excited when she wakes up, and keep trying to wake me up. Well, lazy me couldn't wake up early. But to see her exciting face, I couldn't let her down, I would wake up, and go swimming with her and her sister.
How I miss all of my family so much. I can't wait to go back on semester break. 81 days to go.
I need to be strong, and do what I'm supposed to do.
Oh well, at least I have blogspot to express my feelings. :)
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Malam Gong Xi Kolej Tun Perak 2011
Okay, I shall begin.
So last semester, right after the Pesta Tanglung KTP, my senior asked us to organised an event named Malam Gong Xi. At first, I was like "Kongsi night? A night that you share your things? Or kongsi gelap thingy?"
I was wrong. Gong Xi as in Gong Xi Fa Cai in Chinese. So, my seniors had a meeting asked us juniors to organised this event.
During the meeting, we had to pick the leaders for this event. My seniors had decided to let juniors to be the top 4, (The director, assistant of director, treasurer, secretary) as we had gain some experience during Pesta Tang Lung. So we have to suggest and vote for someone. And guess what? One of my beloved friends suggested me to be the director.
When they were counting votes, I knew I couldn't do it. I was like, "Come on, me? A director for such a big event? Are you kidding or what?" I prayed to God, I told God that if God wants me to do this, then I will get it, but allow this event to be a success and allow me to be a good director, if not, please don't let me be the director at all. Just right after my prayer, I heard, "So our director for this event is Sherri Koh!!!"
I didn't know I should be happy or sad. But since God wanted me to do this, I shall do it good.
We were quite relaxed and had a great time until the beginning of this semester. By the time we realised, Malam Gong Xi is in 3 weeks time (25th of January). Quickly we began our work right after the holiday. For me, I was very stressful as the event got closer and closer. I was worried about practically every single groups. I told the protocol unit what should they do. I was worried about the publicity unit as I afraid we couldn't hit our target which is 600 people. I was worried about the carnival unit, we really need to estimate how much to sell, and we have to know how many tickets and coupons are sold to do that, and we need to estimate how much per person would eat. That was a lot of work. I was worried about the technical unit too, as they need to prepare the multimedia show. The programs unit that had to prepare programs for people to watch and the decoration unit that had to think of how to decorate the whole thing.
I've learned really a lot during this event. I learned more than Pesta Tanglung. The best idiom to describe this event is "Too many cooks spoil the soup." When you have too many people telling you what to do, it spoils the whole thing. Well, actually the event went great, really thank God for that. I was very happpy, after all the hard work that we had been through. But during the process of making it, rehearsals and all that, we had been through a lot of difficulties and disagreements. Things were rough during that time. That was this once that I nearly cried but I managed to held back. That time was the time where I wanted to just pack my luggage and go back home to celebrate Chinese New Year earlier. Thank God, everything ended up great and I am now sitting on my bed in my home sweet home writing this.
Honestly, making a big event like this is very difficult, we have some "outsiders" who try to make things difficult for us, we have some people doing some "things" to us, but thank God we managed to solve everything.
I am very touched with what all my members did. They all sacrificed their precious time and energy for this event. Words could never describe what we have been through. Every units have their own work and difficulties. I can see that. I can see that their are working hard, just that some of the people keep on complaining and telling how much work are they doing and how difficult it is. But some people are doing their difficult job silently.
Although we faced some disagreements and sometimes we got a bit upset and raised our voice during rehearsals when things didn't go right, I hope everyone understands what is the point of doing this event.
The main point of making this event, I couldn't tell it here, but the point is not to make us ending up hating each other. We may face disagreements and some tiny quarrels during this event, but after this event, please do not take all that personally, cause that is not the point of making this event at all. Do not let anything that happen in the process of this event to spoil our friendship. Do not take it personally, please forget everything as this event ends.
So I am sorry to anyone if I have hurt anyone's feelings during this program. I do not mean it. Do not take it personally.
Thank you everyone who involved in this. I'm really happy to know everyone of them. They are such great and amazing people. This event would never event happen without them, I wouldn't even have the chance to write about this post without them. Everything really went great and we managed to reach our target which is around 600 people! Yay!!! Nothing bad happen. So yeah! Praise the Lord and everyone!
Thank you for giving me this opportunity to be a director for an event like this and to learn so much. God bless we all.
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| Before the event starts |
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At the waiting room with the VVIP
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| VVIP |
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| Giving speech nervously in front of 600 people |
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Open ceremony~ |
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