:: SEE ME FLY ::

Good afternoon readers! The weather today is literally burning me. It's really hot now and thinking about the fact that I will have to go to school tomorrow just makes me feel so down. Yesterday when I was just roughly looking at the up-coming events of my school in the school calendar, I realized school exam is in 2 weeks time and I freaked out so much. I thought I would at least have 1 more month to prepare for exam but unfortunately, until now, I haven't even touched any of the books yet and I can now officially declare that  my death is around the corner. Before I came to this school, I promised myself that I would bring out the best in me but it seemed like things are going completely opposite. I am becoming such a couch-potato lately that I really feel like smacking myself at times. And I hope, after the smack and punch and all, today will be the last day for me to rott so much and to think of when I can get a day off or whatsoever. 

Last Thursday was my school's Sports Day and initially, I wasn't planning to go but in the end, I decided to go check out how awesome or how lousy it would be. Practically less than 10 students from my class attended and to be honest, I was totally 'amazed' by how skipping school in my school is such a normal thing to everyone. Well, our Sports Day was held in Stadium UITM, the worst stadium I've ever gone to in my entire life. I don't understand why couldn't the school book a better stadium for us when we're paying so much for them. 1) It's got no shades (but at least they've set up tents at our seats, so we weren't really under the sun), 2) It's extremely small, 3) It's located at a place where nobody is familiar with. In short, the stadium was plain terrible. Despite how horribly terrible it was, Sports Day was fine and I don't think it was bad, erm, not that good too. Band was okay but their march wasn't really synchronized. As a matter of fact, we couldn't really watch clearly as we were seated far away from where they performed. Hence, we couldn't watch the march formations and I think it was a waste! Cheer was good to me 'cos KC doesn't have cheer, so to me, cheer is always good :) . 

If you've seen me posting about BERSIH 3.0 on Facebook, you should know I attended Bersih with my dad yesterday. Yeap, it sure was an exhausting day but it was totally worth it. I've comprehended the exact definition of '1 Malaysia'. I'm really greatful that my dad supported me to attend the rally and he brought me along. I asked some of my friends if they were interested to come along but all of their parents disallowed them to come. Their parents might be probably worrying about their safety and I understand. At first, my mom discouraged me but during yoga class, virtually all of them were going and I was pleading my mom and so she reluctantly allowed me to follow my dad and I was darn happy. I asked JiaYing to come along too as my dad and I were planning to go to Masjid Jemak, which was the same place where her dad would be going to, and yes, she promised to join. At night, I packed by bag pack (check list: umbrella, spare clothes, towel, masks, camera, dot dot dots) and was looking forward to the next morning. I felt really awesome to be able to be a part of Bersih AND Anti-Lynas to stop this chaotic mess in Malaysia: Politics, economy and society. 

So, early in the morning, we had ordinary brunch near IOI Boulevard and headed to Bukit Jalil LRT Station. It was absolutely amazing seeing everyone in yellow or green shirts. I felt like everyone in Malaysia was united to bring about peace and clean politics together, hand in hand. While we were waiting for the train, they cheered BERSIH! BERSIH! BERSIH! and of course, I cheered together and it was absolutely FUN! When the train arrived, we went in and the train was partially occupied by greenies and yellowies. Felt good that I didn't miss the chance to witness how united everyone was. We stopped at few stations like Chan Sow Lin and finally, we reached Masjid Jemak. In the train, I saw a green and yellow ocean. From the top, it actually looked really cool 'cos as the people were moving, it was like the waves of the ocean. I was jumping like delirious monkey and I couldn't wait to join them and I bet daddy felt embarrassed. 

There were leaders to lead us. We cheered after them and I envy how LOUD they could be. That, was the power of disapproval, injustice, innocence and filth. The cheer was almost the same but each time we cheered together, it got louder and louder, like a force that pushed us to scream even LOUDER. 'Bersih Bersih! Pilihan Bersih! Hancur Hancur! Hancur Lynas! Selamat Selamat! Selamat Malaysia!' It went on non-stop like the waves that would never end. Then, there were people holding humongous banners or normal boards. Coincidentally, I saw the uncle from my yoga class and he was the head of a gang. It was fantastic to see him lead :D ! Oh not to forget, I was anxiously waiting for JiaYing but I couldn't reach her. I attempted calling her, texting her, but she didn't call back and I was really worried if she got kidnapped or whatsoever (not joking). Then when it was 2pm, I called her few times again and finally, she picked up. She told me she arrived at 1pm and she texted me so many times but I didn't reply and as a matter of fact, I didn't even receive any of her messages. She then went home after an hour of waiting for my reply while I was ALSO waiting for her reply and guess what, we were standing at the same friggin' place (OCBC Bank) but we couldn't see each other! It was too crowded. I felt kind of sad to hear that she's gone home :( . But what has exactly happened was (according to today's newspaper) the government cancelled the network coverage around Dataran Merdeka! You cannot imagine HOW PISSED I WAS, and still am.

Later at around 2.30pm, my dad said he was hungry so we walked around to see if there were any nice restaurants. Then, I smelled something peculiar and doubted that it was from the restaurants. But the smell was really strong and it hurt a lot. I pulled my dad and told him my nose was feeling really unwell, and when he turned his head back, his eyes were red and were covered with tears. I then noticed something was wrong and people were dashing everywhere (covering their face with towels too). I immediately took out my towel from my bag pack but it didn't help at all. I had trouble breathing with my nose, so I tried breathing with my mouth, but my throat was itching really badly and I coughed a lot. Also, I could slightly open my eyes but I couldn't really see things clearly as tears were covering both my eyes. My tears just couldn't stop trickling down and I felt like I was going to die at that time. Then when I asked my dad what it was, then only I knew it was tear gas and I have to admit that I'm awesomely dumb. After that, we went to the toilet in the LRT Station and we smelled tear gas again! It was darn terrible and I really felt like screaming out swear words loudly. Man, the police definitely has got nothing better to do! Many of us decided to leave and when we were waiting for the train, 2 friggin' trains didn't even bother to stop. They just went straight away while we booed together. I was plain disappointed by how they treated us. So, so SO DISAPPOINTED. 

After such a longggg journey, we reached home at 6pm. My mom asked if I regretted going and I seriously CANNOT find a reason why I had to feel regretful attending BERSIH 3.0! Other than the tear gas (which made me feel unwell for the entire day. I couldn't stop sneezing and my eyes were tearing even when I was having my dinner. I felt like the smell was stuck in my nostrils, or my throat), everything was fine and I had a lot of fun! In spite of the difference of religions and races, we united to hope for a better tomorrow, a better future for our future generations. Is Malaysia going to be better, or worse? It depends on ALL OF US and WE can make a change! No point sitting on your couch and wait for this country to collapse, or to be saved by others. It's the sincerity and how true your heart is towards Malaysia, towards humanity, towards our children, our grandchildren. We are like a tree and they are the seeds. If we're a good tree, they are good seeds. However, if we're a polluted tree (pokok yang tidak BERSIH), they are polluted seeds and they can NEVER grow up in a good environment to see more of the world. I'm sure no one hopes for this, right?

My name is Emily and I am proud to say that I'm a Malaysian. So are you? 

Bukit Jalil LRT Station, never so crowded and fun ;) !

DUDUK BANTAH! 

The police car came to halau/kacau us. Everyone was pissed off.

Concur?

Lynas is the worst idea ever.
What is not safe in Australia is not safe for Malaysia too!

The power of yellow :) !

This is what I call - Unity.

Negara bersih, raykat sihat!

A rare experience of a moment at daybreak,

when something in nature seems to reveal all consciousness,

cannot be explained at noon.

Yet it is a part of day's unity.

xoxo