Monday, January 25, 2010

In Loving Memories : Aizati Aziz

I stared long and hard at my screen - my desktop.

I couldn't believe what I've just read. 

I re-read the whole twit message, again and again...

Then slowly it sunk in that my favourite, coolest, spunkiest, loving, caring, and humble lecturer have left us... forever....

The lady in the middle is our dear Ms Aizati Aziz. She's petite in size, but don't be fooled by that - she's BIG at heart, a rocker and she rides a Ducati. coolness right? She's the lecturer that love by most, hate by none in my class. 

It was sad enough (for me) when she message a few of us over facebook last week that she's no longer teaching us next semester and her last words  to us were "Rock the world with your talent". My friend and I were even planning to have a farewell dinner/party together for her before the next semester begins. But now, she's gone, forever, to return to her creator. How ironic life can be at times.

She had taught me so much and encourage me to be the person I want to be. She had dared me to dream and go to places I've never thought I could. She continue to give me hope and strength whenever I feel down with my work. She would spend her time to teach me the little things. She never stop injecting her creativity into all of us. She was never selfish in sharing. She was the most humble, kind and down to earth person I've ever met. 

I remember the day I attended a conference with her at KLCC, we talked over meals, shared so many small talks and opinions. I shared with her so many little dreams of mine where she encouraged me and turn those small dreams into bigger dreams - goals in life. She snapped a picture of me with her handphone and told me that she loves taking pics of her students so she could keep them for memories. All these memories seems like it was just yesterday....

I will always remember her for all the fun we had together at KL. The crazy things we did at National Art Gallery such as 

stepping on names....

posing playfully with the boys from the class

and cam whoring with the girls for 2 days....

Thank you Ms Aizati for all the "Eureka" thoughts that you've shared with us. Thank you for being our lecturer for the past 3 semester (how I wish you will be here with us till we graduate). Thank you for all the encouragement you gave us. Thank you for always being so nice and understanding. Thank you for the knowledge. Thank you for your wisdom and creativity. Thank you for taking us out on trips and make our learning experience worthwhile and filled with fun. Thank you for inspiring us in so many different ways. Thank you for being just more than a lecturer to us. 

Last but not least, thank you for all the memories. May you rest in peace Ms Aizati. You will forever be remembered and deeply miss by everyone from BACM5A 2009. (soon to be Class of July 2010) 

My deepest condolence goes to Mr Luqman and family. 

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Her Shots

As promise from my previous post, these are the pictures from my photo session with Acero from Philippine who were here in Penang with her band. 

Photo 1: This is one of my favourite shot of the day

Photo 2: Love the guy's tattoo!!! 

Photo 3: I always love water splash

Photo 4: another splash?

Photo 5

Photo 6

For more pictures, visit my flickr page

(Photo taken by ShinYi)

and this is the picture taken together with her when I went to watch her band perform their last performance at Slippery Senoritas. The band was superbly AWESOME!! 

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Why add salt to a wound?

I always hated people who give me negative vibes -THE people who rub salt to your wounds, THE people who sucks faith out of you, THE people who add more miseries and dilemma to problems that you are currently facing, and THE people that makes you feel like a B*TCH.

I was at "St Louis" last night. No it is not the Unites States's St Louis, it is the name of the room I was overnighting at. No again if you are guessing it is luxurious hotel room's name or any other holiday-ish room name thingy. Well, it is not. The buildings starts with a H, but it is definitely not "hotel". 

Anyway, I was at St Louis last night till late afternoon today. A lady in her 50s-60s waltz into St Louis (the room I was at) this morning and start talking to me in Indonesian language. I guess most Malaysian would probably have problem comprehend her speedy speech, but after 3 years of hanging out with Indonesian friends, I do get what she's telling me. I sympathized on what she was going through. I do seriously. I understand her misery. I understand the trauma she and her family are going through. The hardship they are enduring. She was so stressed out from worries about her husband that I feel for her and I want to be her ear, listen to all her worries and dilemma she's going through. I do really wish by hearing her, I could really help her to ease her out of stress but when she start rubbing her misery to another patient and starts to give her negative thoughts that the sickness will not heal, but get worst and death is just around the corner once diagnose with the sickness, I feel like so screaming out loud at her and say "GET A LIFE LADY! SHUT UP AND GET LOST!" (She made me feel b*tchy here). 

I understand the lady need to rant out all her miseries, stress and sadness to someone to make her feel better, but don't you think it is a little selfish of her to rant it out to other patients and telling them that they are at the brink of dying with just 1 year to 5 years at most to live? I don't mind her talking to me, but why share those negative thoughts with people who are suffering and have faith of recovering from the sickness?

I learn from a tv series, that life is not always perfect. It hardly can be 100% perfect. So if you get 80% of a perfect life, then it is good enough. Besides, for the pass few months, I've learn that positive thinking and a positive mind always helps you heal faster. Be it from a sickness or a heart broken. When we fall, we cry over the spilled milk. You are allow to cry, feel pitiful and bad about ourselves - your life. But we have to remember to stand up, leave the past behind and continue to run again. I always believe that life is a never ending journey if you choose to walk and run a longer distance :D

Stop thinking and spreading negative vibes! THINK POSITIVELY and look at the bright side of things! For all the bad things that happen, it can be a blessing in disguise. 

Happy New Year everyone! 2010 is going to be a fabulous year to me! So hopefully it will be for you too! :D