Currently Playing: David Usher-Black Black Heart.
Forget crazy, right now every fibula in my body registers only one word: pain. The meaning of ‘ache’ has just been brought to whole new other dimension. I thought the only ramifications of playing football were soggy socks, muddy sneakers and grimy trackpants, being the only thing that was apparent when I trudged back home with my brothers after a game that day. I thought wrong. So SORE all overrr…haih.
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I went to watch X-Men: The Last Stand with the sibs yesterday, since its supposedly the final movie of the whole X-Men trilogy. I went with no particular expectations, but I came home somewhat bitterly disappointed. What a terrible take-over by new director Brett Ratner; he practically butchered the film. Why couldn’t original director Bryan Singer just finish it off? He did a brilliant job with the first two. This might be the X-Men fan in me talking, having almost never missed those Saturday morning series when I was a kid, but even as a film to be viewed independantly of its Marvel comics links, it was just bad bad BAD. The only credit I can give Mr Ratner is probably for the awesome action sequences. Other than that: plot holes, loose ends, no character developments, lack of emotional weightage, tacky and corny scenes that could be done without-an overall awkward effort. It would have been a complete waste of my time had it not made Luqman and Widad happy.
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So I have a bit of news which might have already been leaked out to most of you lot, but then, it might have not, and since I’m afraid that withholding certain information might amount to an offence to my dear friends, here goes:
A few months ago, the members of the International Affairs Unit of the Student Representative’s Council (SRC-aka UIA’s student body) were offered a sponsorship to go to the United Kingdom. The ‘Road To England’ programme will include trips to the universities of Oxford, Cambridge, and Birmingham, along with London’s Central Mosque, the UK Muslim Youth Association…amongst other places. The catch is that only one member will be chosen to go with 2 other students and an accompanying officer, and the selection process is based on 2 written essays: on education and about the writer.
Alhamdulillah, I’ll be leaving for UK this Sunday. =)
I wish I was as happy as I ought to be, but this oppurtunity comes at a precarious and delicate time:
1) I’m facing a slight mental disorder which could prove hazardous in long journeys.
2) I’m going to need to speed-read and swallow more than month’s worth of global issues at hand, and research the background of the places on the agenda.
3) I’ve never travelled anywhere without my family. England is a huge leap.
4) I haven’t got over the discomfort of being the only female member of this entourage, which is funny since the other 2 guys are nice and I generally get along with guys just fine. Its just that it’d be so much less nerve-wracking if I had someone who understood the female dilemmas when travelling. Wahai kaum Hawa, paham-paham jelah.
5) I don’t know what to bring with me: what clothes, what items that are of importance. The only thing that comes to mind before I go blank is passport. PASSPORT. I NEED A FEMALE since I’m SO friggin SELEBET by nature!!!
6) There are plenty of unsettled issues here…like the projects I’ve been foregoing.
7) I get jitters every time someone asks how my preparations are, because I feel like I’ll screw up BIG TIME.
There are other people more worthy of this selection than I am. Here, I speak with utmost honesty. I got lucky, since I can think of a few names that come to mind right now who really deserve this oppurtunity because they’re more mature and they’d ease into this situation with calm and sophistication.
9) Lutfi will be back in campus by the time I return.
10) Basically, I’m just scared shitless.
Te’ah’s going off to Australia to represent our uni for mooting in June. Aisya’s in Melbourne because she got accepted for UIA’s 4-month Student Exchange Programme. Puteri has just got back from the Philippines representing our uni for a debate tournament. I won’t mention my other friends who are currently involved in other activities on the local front these holidays. There is such a thing as an inferiority complex. How am I supposed to even master half of these girls’ skills of planning, maneuvering and executing with excellence? Its a dream-come-true to get the chance to bring UIA’s name to the international stage but I’m a worry-wart scatterbrain! I’m no travel bug! The foundation’s got the wrong person! For Heaven’s sake, someone alert them that they’ve chosen a lunatic. Already, 4 letters of "lunatic" almost spell my own name. Isn’t that justification enough?!
I guess I’ve gone a little "lubnatic".
Maybe I should fake an illness…like…Football Fever?
Breathe breathe breathe.
Enough said here.
heh.
