Last night I felt like taking out my old diary and read some pages from it. It was like taking a walk down the memory lane.

The first entry in my old diary began in early 2001 and lasted till early 2006. No, it isn't that thick. It's just a notebook which I kept for myself, writing in it once a while. Practically, whenever I felt like writing down my thoughts.

I saw a noticeable pattern about my experience throughout the journey between 2001 till early 2006. I couldn't escape from the feeling of awe and sorry for it. I guess that is just my weakness point. However, I also noticed that I grew up a lot, particularly when I lived in the States. My entry included the experience of being snubbed as troublemaker among PETRONAS scholars. Well, I understand that I came out from that mess victoriously but the tragedy still remained in me.

There were some writings about letters I wrote to Anwar Ibrahim when he was still in the prison, and my conversation with Izzah about his father's well being. There were times that I harshly commented and questioned DSAI's leadership through my letter criticizing his act when he was in office. Gladly I always get an accommodating reply from him personally.

Yeah, I have to admit that I was political at that time. Being student abroad enabled me to free my mind and looked things from idealist's perspective. Majority of my friends that I communicated quite frequently were keen on opposing the establishment. It was no accident that it led me to my demise in summer of 2003.

Being political at that time also made me constantly in healthy argument with my roommate, Brian, for I was in Democrat and he was a Republican. I remember that I campaigned for John Kerry in my dorm while Brian was supporting George Bush Jr to the bone. We occasionally debated about US foreign policy whenever we watched History channel about America's war on someone else's sovereign land. That kind of debate taught me to always stick to the facts rather than rumors. However, politics in Malaysia is almost always depending on the rumors because 90% of the rumors are true.

Oh well, heartbroken moments were also recorded in my diary. That made me smile a bit when I read it last night. I just realized that I even wrote a poem out of it. Somehow it proves to me that I could be a 'not that bad' poet. Hahahaha...



Something that I always want to include in my blog is about my affinity about the America's landscape. It is something that I rarely get elsewhere. I remember that I used to stop by somewhere along the interstate I-80 after the Lehigh Tunnel. The landscape view is stunning! Especially during early fall season. The feeling is spectacular. That is why I always stop whenever I made my trip to visit friends in Lehigh Valley.

Anyway, that's my thought for the weekend. What's yours?