I normally don't read press releases on future episodes and/or casting for them, but...

HOMG LORI PETTY IS GOING TO BE ON HOUSE IN 510

AAAAAAH!!!!

509 IS HAVING ZELKJO IVANEK, THEN 510 HAS GOT LORI PETTY?

A League of Their Own was, like, one of my FAVOURITE RANDOM MOVIES EVER! I think I was in Melbourne when I first saw the movie, but it's on reruns at random times on AXN, and I still love the show and all its randomness. And it has one of my favourite Madonna songs in it. Madonna. I know. Don't criticize me. It's a nice song.

And, LOL, JULIA PUTNAM AS [Spoiler]. She's got BLUE EYES. KIND OF, THE WRONG EYE COLOUR? And... HOW OLD is that kid? She's, like 4'6", which is... TINIER THAN SHAWN JOHNSON. And she was on Frosted Pink With a Twist. SHE MUST HAVE SEEN SHAWNJOHN AND HBIC AND OMG ASAC.

"Special Skills: ANIMAL LOVER, ARTS & CRAFTS, GYMNASTICS, HULA HOOP, RAZOR SCOOTER, TRAMPOLINE, WORLD TRAVELER, Billiards/Pool Player, Bowling, Fishing, Gymnastics, Ice Skating, Jump Rope, Ping Pong, Rollerblading, Running - General, Snorkeling, Swimming - ability - general, Trampoline, Improvisation, Modeling, Singer"

Those are weird things to put in a resume, but *shrug*

Going to fangirl about Zelkjo Ivanek and Lori Petty on House now.

[Edit] OH MY GOODNESS LORI PETTY WAS ON NY BEFORE? I REMEMBER NOW. SHE WAS THE LADY WHO OWNED THE BILLIARDS PLACE. OH MY GOODNESS, LOL.

I totally meant that I'm going to study Moral and Add Maths.

The 13 hate on the Internet is amusing.

Why is it that I tend to like the despised characters on TV shows (eg. 13 and Lindsay on NY. People don't like Lindsay. WHAT? And they say Anna Belknap's acting sucks. Bitter, bitter people. Anna Belknap's on a primetime TV show. You're in a chair typing. Too bad. Have you seen her on Medical Investigations? She's so sarcastic I love her to bits), and I don't quite like the beloved characters (Eg. Chase and Danny)?

I'm weird, LOL.

I should be finishing my Add Maths, not hanging around the Internet being bored.

Also, POST SPM PLANS!

- Any sleepovers MUST be between 1 December and 7 December. Auntie Wilma's going back for good on 7 Dec, so Mum says that if any one of you want sleepovers, it has to be BEFORE. I'm going down to Singapore only for the weekend then, it seems. I don't know.

- GYM. I NEED/WANT TO GO TO A GYM. I want someone to accompany me. Jen? Yih Shan suggested to go to Sue Mae's dad's gym. Good idea?

- DRIVING THEORY TEST/COURSE. When, and how long is the results valid? If it's less than 3 months, and we're (We being Yih Shan and a I. And possibly Kar Mun and Yvonne?) going for NS in the first batch, it will be POINTLESS. Jen- you're going for NS too, right? *Adds Jen's name to the list*

- HAHAHAHAHAH DRIVING. OH, DRIVING. I WANT TO DRIVE. I CANNOT WAIT TO DRIVE. (I think it's the Add Maths and Moral talking)

[Edit]

Okay, so I found my hard copy of the story I handed in to Gemala. And I found EVEN MORE STUFF EDITED OUT. NO WONDER WHY IT SOUNDED WORSE THAN BRAIN FART. Either that, or the earlier paragraphs that were cut out, I cut out myself. I don't know. I can't remember. My hard copy's longer than what's in the Gemala.

Anyway, they missed the last TWO paragraphs, pretty short, but definitely ties the story up much better. So I shall type it here for Jen, since she was curious. And, oh, my hard copy has Beth written as 'Susan'. Heh. ER characters FTW. Oh, wait, Beth is also an ER character (CORDAY, YEAH). Anyway - to the ending:

I know I've been over-analyzing, because...

Here I was, walking with Gary [Uh... My mistake. Elliot. I must've edited that again] Elliot, after our last SPM paper. I turned around and saw Rachel behind, quite a distance away, watching us. She nodded at my direction. I smiled back. Elliot Gary was there by her side, grinning from ear to ear. Susan Beth was giving thet "Aw, how adorable!" look.

I turned and smiled at Elliot, and he smiled back. He offered his hand, and I took it. I turn around one last time, to see Rachel and Gary high-fiving each other.

I seriously need to stop over-analyzing.

----END!-----

I think the Gemala people probably cut off paragraphs because my hard copy has it at 1 1/2 pages. Heh.

So I was reading the Gemala, and I have come up with several notes for myself.

1. Don't hand in brain farts. EVER. Rushed brainfarts from very random prompts are not good
2. You can't handle 1 page stuff. 2 pages, no problem. 1? NOT ENOUGH TO GIVE CHARACTER. NOM NOM NOM.
3. Gemala totally cut out the last paragraph, so now all that's left is a really weird, hangy sentence. I never end my stories with weird hangy sentences like that. I end them with things that TIE TO THE TITLE. IT IS WHY I PUT THAT TITLE (Okay, it was also a prompt. But whatever). FELICITY, HOW COULD YOU? XD

Also:
- Sigma has the most awesome senior pages ever.
- The prefects' pages came out quite well, I'll say
- I think I spied the first printed copy of our senior pages in a picture... In the senior page. The picture with the prefects crowding around Chooi Si and my tables. IT'S THERE. I CAN SEE IT. THE FIRST PRINTED DRAFT.
- Someone in school owns a Kawasaki Ninja. I saw. I squeed. I think it's an invigilator, but WHATEVER. THERE WAS A FREAKING KAWASAKI NINJA IN SCHOOL. SUPERBIKES, FTW. Edmond likes the Ninja. He should've been there. I personally prefer the Honda CBR's.
- Jen, I'm happy I provided some LULZ with... my face in the Gemala, but anyway, Jo Zee and I were going for... I don't know what we were going for. But it's still funny.

Well, it's back to study time.

OH, AND ALSO-

NO MORE MOD MATHS. EVER AGAIN. Aw. I want to get an A1 for Mod Maths. I HAVE to get an A1 for Mod Maths. Because Pn Normawati's the most awesome Mod Maths teacher ever, and she deserves to have her students get A1 for her subject. ALSO, I intend to ask her to write the referral letters for me when I apply for uni because she's probably the teacher who knows me best. I swear I would also ask Asmahan if she was still in school. I'm crazy, I know. LOL.

The more basic subjects are over, the Add Maths and the Moral and the Sciences are coming right up! 3 days down, 5 more to go! YOU CAN DO IT! (Okay. Whenever I read 'You can do it!' now I hear Bela or Marta Karolyi's voice. Ew. Claws)

[Random Edit]
So I was listening to S Club 7 again, and just remembered how Rachel [Stevens] and Jo [O' Meara] have rather similar voices, except for when they sing the stronger parts. Gah. I still remember watching those S Club shows on Disney back in the days. Totes made me a fan. I remember Rachel hit off solo (With some semblance of success. I remember her songs were played on the radio), Jo had a solo career at some point in time (Not as much success as Rachel, I think. Strange, considering the fact that Jo was the lead for S Club and all. And I like Jo! =D), Hannah [Spearitt] (She's so presh. She was, like, the Shawn Johnson of the group. So... perky) was/is doing some acting, I think.

Ah, I miss my S Club 7. I remember being pretty sad when they split, LOL. I still have an S Club 7 poster in my cupboard (Don't ask me why I have posters in cupboard instead of on my wall or something), where Galaxie totally mixed Jon [Lee] and Paul [Cattermole] up.

Oh, and I remember that 'Never had a Dream Come True' was one of the lamest music videos I've ever seen. But I still liked the band anyway.

Hahahaha, this is really random.

NO MORE BM, EVER.

NO MORE SEJARAH, EVER (Awww... I kinda like Sejarah, although some bits suck)

NO MORE ENGLISH, EVER. T_T

Highlights of the day:
English 1 : "OMG. WHAT ESSAY TO WRITE?" *writes lots and lots of points about Justine, aSac, and my mum's friend who works in the UN*. "Crap. Success in LIFE. Justine's tennis life = awesome win. aSac = She fell off the beam. Although, YOU KNOW, IVY LEAGUE. ELITE INTERNATIONAL GYMNAST. But I'm not as obsessed over her as I am with Justine, and it's hard to describe gymnasts/tennis players working hard. Mum's friend? ... I don't really know much, do I?" *prays* *Intro to NUMBER 4 comes* *Writes ONLY 2 pages. But I don't think I had many ideas to write any more*

Conclusion: =D

English 2 : *Flips pages to see if all pages are there. Which is actually stupid and pointless, because it's SPM. THERE WILL NOT BE ANY MISSING PAGES. Spots the word OLYMPICS* *Squees inside* I was very tempted to laugh out loud. Seriously. I was going to go, "HOMG YAY OLYMPICS!" but the invigilator has this fascination with my back, so, ah, too bad.

Then the poem IF, which is my 2nd favourite, next to Road Not Taken. Anyway, "What is your dream" and "Why is it important to you?"

WTH, people. MAKE ME AN EGOTASTICAL MANIAC WILL YOU? No, I DID NOT write "To be the Secretary General of the United Nations". I just wrote, "To work in the United Nations"

Took a half hour nap. Still had 45 mins to go. Waited. Left hall early.

Nap was good, because of the cramming that is Sejarah. I hope my marriage of Mat Salleh from 'Sungai Skrang' from Tambunan attacking SBUB at Pulau Gaya still gets me marks, because I couldn't remember between Mat Salleh and Rentap and decided to crap the Tambunan thing out in the end, which, praise the Lord (I prayed. LOL), is correct in the end.

NAAHAHAHAHAHA

Maths tomorrow. I shall rest now. I shall practice after this.

I'm feeling too drained to squee at Zelkjo Ivanek on  House pictures right now. He looks very lawyer-ly. I shall imagine that it actually IS Ray Fiske, and that Patty Hewes is going to find out and freak out. Somehow. Something as convoluted as that.

Also, my mind's tired, which is why I'm not making much sense right now.

Gah.

For probably the first time in my life, I am having self-confidence issues.

I don't care if people tell me, 'Aiyah, x marks = A1 lah. You can do it lah'.

GAH.

My focus. It is slipping. This is BAD. I've always been so cavalier - UPSR, PMR, piano exams, MSSS Squash... I actually feel scared, unprepared.

The pressure. I know half of it is from myself; I want to do well, as well as my cousins, better than my cousins, better than my sister, better than myself. I don't want to end up a redundant failure.

I don't want to screw SPM up. I don't want to screw my dreams up. Because they're all I have, they're all I want, they're all I need to fuel me.

I think I probably almost broke down twice today, because I can't seem to get any studying done. Then I watched some vault prelims (I just had to add this, didn't I?) and I decided that maybe I should read the Bible before continuing to read some KOMSAS.

Anyway, I guess prayer helps, and I opened the Bible, and it was the Book of Isaiah.

Isaiah 44:2 - 5
"Thus says the Lord who made you
And formed you from the womb, who WILL help you:
'Fear not, O Jacob My servant:
And you, Jeshurun, whom I have chosen.

For I will pour water on him who is thirsty
And floods on the dry gound;
I will pour My Spirit on your descendants
And My blessing on your offspring;

They will spring up among the grass
Like willows by the watercourses

One will say, 'I am the Lord's'
Another will call himself by the name of Jacon;
Another will write with his hand, 'The Lord's'
And name himself by the name of Israel"

Then I turned to the Book of Jonah. And my maid was talking about Joseph's faith - how, by being God's man through and through, he became a powerful man in Egypt, by the grace and mercy of the Lord.

Conclusion: God is telling me to trust Him, but I clearly am doubting in my own abilities that I am doubting Him.

2nd conclusion: Get off the effing computer. Now. Until FX prelims are done. Then you can unwind. Pray. Study.

Conclusion of the conclusions: S'L is a nervous wreck. The hypothesis is accepted.

...

What hypothesis?

WAIT, WHAT?!
I mean, I like you and all, but... tacky, much? DWTS sounds a whole lot better than something on MTV. But Bravo sounds interesting. BUT STILL?

WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? If it was with the whole USWGT, YES. YES. But...Nevermind. I'd watch anyway.
SERIOUSLY?


On a less "WHAT?!" note, I find it funny in how every single fanfic I read, when ShawnJohn has a broken heart/is sad/sounds sad/sounds depressed/sounds tired/is tired, PUPPIES ARE DYING. SOMEWHERE.

My reaction from another article in real life, PUPPIES ARE DYING. SOMEWHERE.

When Justine retired in May this year, she had 5695 points. (This value is taken from the OS, which, LOL, they never got to updating the rankings again)

Jelena Jankovic, current World Number 1, (only) has 4555.

Justine's 2007+dismal 2008 >>>>>>>>>>>> Jankovic's 2007+2008.

In other sports-related news: Aw, poor ShawnJohn. Kid needs a break. Seriously. 16 year olds don't normally contemplate retirement when they still love the sport, unless they're really burnt out.

I will find out exactly what Prop 8 is about after SPM. I know it involves sensitive issues and human rights. I just want to know exactly what is it about, without being guilty that my info-digging takes up study time.

I thought these were pretty poignant.


There was a quote in the newspaper in the newspaper the other day, "Rosa Parks sat, so Martin Luther King Jr could walk, so Barack Obama could run."



I kinda feel like it was me in the 2nd pic, except for it isn't Jim Crow, Segregation or Slavery on the signs, but more of school, youth, and a carefree life. And that the people waving me off would be my teachers, as I walk towards the unknown.

Sigh.

Something tells me that I was supposed to be sad in school today, being the last day and all...

I guess I missed the memo.

My days of sheltered youth in an institution that has brought me up to be who I am, are more or less over. The faces I see now, I may not see again. I had a love-hate relationship with school (Who doesn't?). Some lessons so unengaging or boring or I plain suck at it to the extent that my interests are diminished, but then there are the interesting teachers, or the amusing friends.

Shaking the hands of the teachers who have stuffed knowledge into this brain (Come to think of it, Pn Lee KH was not there. Nor was Pn Leong), I was hit by the sudden feeling that I should not fail them. 10A1's are not just for my personal satisfaction - it's for the teachers, to spur them on as they teach more and more boisterous youth, that they still have the Midas touch to nurture future leaders, thinkers and workers.

We all have our own dreams, goals, aspirations. When we succeed, it's not just us alone. When we succeed, it was because of the guidance of our teachers, and because God helped us through.

I hope I have been as good a friend to you as you have to me. I know that sometimes, it seems like I hold practically everybody at arm's length, and that sometimes, it is hard to understand me. But that is me, and nothing isn't going to change that. I may not get why you act/think that way, but that does not stop me from being your friend, from being there when you need me. I have grown up to learn to appreciate all the eccentric ways of my friends, and it is fun. Because everyone is different. Everyone is unique.

So all the best for SPM, everyone.

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On the College note, I heard from Jo Zee that Taylor's IB course is going to be at the Sri Hartamas campus, and that it'll be costing about RM100k. I'm going to a corner and cry about that right now.

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LAST LAST LAST MINUTE SPM REVISION SCHEDULE.

I NEED TO PASTE UBER-INSPIRATIONAL JUSTINE POSTERS *EVERYWHERE*

MONDAY (10/11) - KOMSAS, some Sejarah
TUESDAY (11/11) - Sejarah, English Lit
WEDNESDAY (12/11) - Practice Mod Maths (Mathematical Reasoning, Matrices, Circles)
THURSDAY (13/11) - MONDAY (17/11) - ADD MATHS (EVERY FREAKING THING), MORAL. MORAL MORAL MORAL. READ MORAL TEXTBOOK

AFTER THAT - Chemistry, Chemistry..... Chemistry
AFTER CHEMISTRY - Bio (Mitosis, Meiosis, Genetics, phospholipid bilayer, enzyme, kidney, etc), Physics (Electricity/Electromagnetism, light, etc)
AFTER THAT - EST. READ THE TEXTBOOK

AFTER THAT -

...

...

Oh, I'll be done.

I HATE YOU DAYLIGHT SAVING TIME. I'M STILL WAITING FOR MY CSI NY TO BE UPLOADED.

That aside, I thought I'd have a sitdown and type about yesterday. A serious post, after all that fangirly rant about... well... everything. This post. About when Barack Obama was elected the 44th President of the United States. When Americans decided that it was time for change. That they could achieve change, and that they had the power to bring change to their country. And that made me think. About how I feel about my own country. And about other things.

I apologize in advance about the length. Much has been going on in my mind.

Years ago, my cousin and I were in this store, and we were looking at a bunch of keychains. You know, those with the horoscopes and stuff. Not that I BELIEVE in astrology, but it really was interesting. The one for Gemini said, "You are good in public speaking and politics", or something to that extent. And, back then, I was all, "Ew, public speaking and politics. Hate those", but my cousin pointed out something true - you may not like it, doesn't mean you're not good at it. And, flash forward, I have Political Sciences as an option. (Chooi Si's all, "S'L, you really should do Political Sciences, it's something I totally see you doing," while Yenn Ling's all, "Do Natural Sciences (Biomed, sciences like that), because it's something I totally see you doing". I can see myself doing either one. I just don't know which yet.)

I was listening to the radio. They played will.i.am's Yes We Can. They were talking about Obama winning. "Hitz.fm Top 30 for Obama". Excitement, optimism for the President elect. 4 years ago, I don't remember hearing these sort of things. No "[radio station] for Bush". No. Barack Obama inspired the world. He set the world on fire with his message of change, hope, and belief that they can do it. He inspired the American youth, the world's youth. Yesterday, CNN was running over some demographics. 63% of Obama's voters were first time voters. He succeeded in harnessing all these voters, encouraged them to get out and vote.

Anyway, I wanted Obama to win. I hoped he would win. I knew it was possible for him to win. Even at 17, I feel that it is important that people my age should be aware of things around them. Not petty things, like who's dating who, and who'd dead on which TV show, but things like an idiot Pahang accountant suing the Penang state government for putting up multilingual roadsigns. My mum smirked and said that the guy was an insult to accountants (LOL, my mum's such an accounting elitist. But I think she totally deserves to say that), and that it was ridiculous for that new, unregistered party to sue the state government, when

1) Dude's from Pahang. What's he got to do with Penang?
2) His new party... They were wearing sashes. Which were labelled in JAWI. Kinda redundant, huh?

Anyway, back to Obama. Ever since reading about him back in... January? I found myself supporting him. Agreeing with his campaign of Change. Hope. Belief. How he identified with the American people that the race to the White House was not about him. It was about them. What they believed in. The people's own ideals.

Later, towards the end of the campaign, the McCain camp tried using that to spin this against Obama, to put it that he really is very left-leaning, that he was more Socialist than Democrat.

But did that matter? At the end of the day, what Barack Obama spoke was the truth. It was the people who chose their leader. That's how democracy works. It's all about the people. What they want. Sure, he wanted to beat Hillary Clinton to represent the Democrats, but it was ultimately, the people who voted that brought him to where he was, where he is now.

I consider myself a bit of the feminist, but, I don't know - I did not connect with Hillary Clinton when she campaigned to be the first woman President. I respect her, and I absolutely admire her perseverance throughout the whole race, for not bowing out when people said that she "Wasn't feminine enough" because "She wore pantsuits all the time", and ridiculous things like that. The problem for me was that I felt she spent more time trying to prove that she was "Like one of the guys" instead of really showing that it takes a woman to shake things up in an organization. And, that a woman really can bring order to the highest office in the world. That we may have different operational styles than men, but we can bring as much good as the next guy.

Perhaps I connected with Obama because he is not of the mainstream race of America. Because he was African American. He didn't just send a message out to Americans - he sent a message out to the world. That, look, my people have lived in this land for years. For generations. We love this country as much as the next White guy. It is our country.

Frankly, as a Malaysian of Chinese descent, the question that comes to my mind is - when will my country realize this ideal? That we should not be identified by the colour of our skin, or our religion? That, at the end of the day, I love this country as much as the Prime Minister, or even the King? Our Constitution was amended such that only Muslim Malays could hold the Prime Minister post in our country, because they were worried that 'Foreigners' brought in by the British would 'take over' the country.

It took America more than 200 years to reach this equality, to realize that patriotism should not be judged by the colour of your skin. What began when Rosa Parks sat in the bus, was powered on by Martin Luther King Jr. and the Dream was ultimately realized by Barack Obama.

Will it take Malaysia that long? Should it take us that long? The sad thing really is that all our country's politicians only seem to be bickering about who is better than the other. We have passed 50 years of Independance. The Chinese, the Indians, have been hear for at least 75. We achieved Independance because of the unity of the 3 major races. Our forefathers reached a consensus. They agreed upon it.

I doubt the Malaysia of today is the Malaysia that Tunku Abdul Rahman, or ultimately, Dato' Onn Jaafar dreamt of. Racial tension is bad. And it makes me wonder - how close are we to achieving Wawasan 2020? It's in 12 years. I'm not seeing us moving forward - instead, we're moving back. It's like Proposition 8 in the US. Why do you want to take away the rights of Homosexuals? Yes, they're gay and whatever, but they're not killing you or anything. And they're human. They have rights, which you are stripping.

UMNO recently ruled out allowing other races join the party (again). That was what ultimately made Dato' Onn Jaafar leave the party. The elitism that had bred within the party itself.

I know that today's newspapers had Datuk Seri Abdullah Badawi saying that it WAS possible for a minority race to become Prime Minister, but the questions still stands. How long will it take for us to stand as Malaysians, for us to truly agree on a leader.

That being said, we don't need to talk about race. The first thing we need is a leader who truly has a vision, and is inspiring, like Obama is. I hold Dr Mahathir to the highest regard, for I feel that he is a leader of caliber. Forget that he probably is going senile nowadays, and should keep some comments to himself, but I feel that, after all he has done for the country (Okay, he had his really bad decisions, but if he wasn't good, he wouldn't have been Prime Minister for as long as he was), he deserves to complain sometimes.

I mean, look at it in a smaller scale - the prefects. Si Onn, I will admit, had a vision, and had a goal. Not all BODs shared that goal, but we still worked towards something. To beat Adelle's year in regards of 'greatness'. Throughout our BODship, we were compared. With Winter's year, and with the years before that. But we believed and worked to be better than Winter's year. That goal was reached. Our next step was to be as good as, or better than, Adelle's year. We earned it. Pn Asmahan was great in guiding us, saying that Adelle's year may have been the Year of the Dragon, but we were better than that. We were THE year.

The one thing we had to beat them in - raising the next generation of prefects. An aspect I feel that Winter's year did not have any problems with, since we have such an awesome group of prefects, and the most who stayed on since Form 1.

So, at the end, when we retired, we reflected. "Did we do it? Do you think we managed to beat Adelle's year?" My answer? All this lays in our junior's hands. The degree of our success or failure depends on our juniors, because it was our responsibility to bring them up as the next batch of leaders.

Before deciding the BODs, looking at the batch of nominees, I felt that we definitely were in a pile of shit. The lack of real charisma or leadership, or vision was worrying. Here we had someone who felt he was definitely Head Prefect, while we had others who thought they deserved better. But as we put everyone onto the whiteboard, what posts we felt they would be most suitable in - I said that if they stuck together, worked together, put in as much effort into their post, whether it was one they wanted or not, they could continue the greatness of prefects.

So if the juniors sucked (They are currently at 'Disappointing'), of course we would have the right to complain. But at the end of the day, it was up to them to change. To improve.

I dream big. I admit it. I understand the scale of impossibility of becoming UN Secretary General. I know that it's one hell of a steep climb. But the fact is, I will try.

Sometimes, I sound, frankly, unpatriotic. Heck, I sometimes feel unpatriotic. I do wish I could leave the country, but I don't think I would ever want to revoke my citizenship for that of another country. I want to work in the UN. I can represent Malaysia in the UN. I look forward to the day that I can do the one thing every citizen is given the right to do - vote. I don't have to be a leader in the country to feel like I have brought change to my own country. I can vote. Because my vote matters. Your vote matters. Every single piece of crossed out paper matters.

Super Tuesday was in February. Our elections were in March. The enthusiasm of the American people, the message sent out by Obama - it is a duty and a priviledge as a citizen to vote. Do it. I want to. I would love to. It is the power, the right of a citizen in a democratic country to choose our leaders.

I personally feel that the problem with Malaysia right now is the lack of proper leadership. I do not mind the governing party. These elections irked me when everyone was going "Vote Opposition!" Why? "Just because!"

I did not like it, because I felt that just because a majority of the party is awful, doesn't mean this particular representative was awful. Anwar Ibrahim and his whole "I have enough people to form a Government" thing, I feel, is blatant arrogance, ignorance, disrespect and disregard of the Democratic process. The people voted. Yes, they voted for Opposition, but the majority of the votes still went to BN. They won their seats. They won the right to govern. If you really are that good, wait for the next elections.

Of course, this does not excuse BN of any wrong. The leadership is flawed. The people inside have to work to do something.

As I listened to Obama's speech, I thought. I realized. We need to believe that we can do it.

A change has come to America. A change can come to Malaysia. The only thing is - when. When will all Malaysians put aside their differences and share a common goal - the harmony and prosperity of this nation? Our nation?

Until then -