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Sunday, January 4, 2009
one could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs
so a few things have happened since i last blogged!

1. huierh's farewell bbq at munir's

that was one crazy night. rushed there from masjid (mosque) and huierh hadn't even reached! then she finally did come and all of us talked so much crap, but then again what do you expect when 09SO3B get together. i don't have any pictures because i didn't bring my camera x) maybe huierh/sarah/cheeyang might put some up on facebook one day. and i did have that new years' resolution to start being nice so a few people deserve an apology x)

- esther! sorry for bugging you about your height x)
- sarah! sorry for bugging you about something else x)
- bryden & jeryl & guangyu! sorry for being sarcastic.
- munir! okay actually no you owe me an apology because MY NOSE IS NOT OBSECENELY LONG.

okay now that that's settled, the night went on and became quite sad when everyone finally said goodbye to huierh. i was in a rush to make my curfew so i didn't really get to say bye to her properly. huierh is leaving on a 2am flight tonight to go to UK to study. but it's okay, being positive is the way to go. she will be coming back to visit during her holidays! and there's always skype =) but i cannot deny that i'll miss you so very much, huierh. class is going to be so different without you around. and we'd gotten especially close towards the end of the year, so this sucks even more. i really hate goodbyes. but this is not a goodbye, you will be back right? =) so it's more of a take care till i see you next dear! have a safe trip, study hard, join the wine-tasting club, learn to be a lifeguard, ace the A levels, and keep in contact!! i love you huierh =)

2. BHEN RETURNED FROM DUBAI!

this was on the same night as the bbq actually, so i was in a rush to leave the bbq because of this too =) and yes she's back!! and so many stories to share. the past 2 days my family has been spending most of our time sitting together listening to Bhen's stories about her trip, or Bhen listening to all the things we were doing and all the silly things we said and all the things she missed out on while she was gone. at least now she's here for 4 months! FOUR MONTHS! but then after that she'll go to dubai forever =( nevermind! i'll worry about that when the time comes x) in the meantime, i'm going to try and spend as much time as possible with her!

3. i finished reading A Thousand Splendid Suns!

like i said before, it's a gazillion time better than The Kite Runner. Khaled Hosseini really outdid himself this time. maybe i just liked it better because i am female. TKR was about Amir and Hassan, about two men stuck in circumstances through all the changes that happening in Afghanistan. ATSS, on the other hand, is about two women, Mariam and Laila. two very different women with two very different backgrounds, who suddenly find themselves stuck together as things began changing in Afghanistan, and the Taliban started oppressing women. and what started off as enemity between the two, grew into a friendship, and finally into such a strong bond, a bond that had no name for it. they helped each other through all the hardships they faced as women, because who is to help a woman if not a woman herself?

i guess i will always find a woman's pain sadder. but the oddest thing is that Khaled Hosseini is a man, why did he think of writing such a book? usually books about the hardships of oppressed women in different parts of the world are written by women themselves. and usually the women authors were the ones who were oppressed themselves. but anyway, there are a few quotes from the book i really liked:

"A man's heart is a wretched, wretched thing. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed. It won't stretch to make room for you."

"Boys, Laila came to see, treated friendship the way they treated the sun: its existence undisputed; its radiance best enjoyed, not beheld directly."

"Men are easy,' he said, fingers tapping on his mahogany desk. 'A man's plumbing is like his mind: simple, very few surprises. You ladies, on the other hand...well, God put a lot of thought into making you."

"One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs,or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls."

and my personal favourite:

"Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always."