He's who

"My heart is running on empty

One more day and then we go

Yeah, the time goes on now, don't ask me how

I don't know

We'll be home tomorrow

But a thousand miles too far away

Say you won't forget and i'll be okay"

Current Obsession

Gaga MTV

Lady Gaga was crowned queen of the MTV Video Music Awards, winning eight prizes (of the 13 nominations she was up for) including video of the year. The flamboyant pop singer tied Norwegian rock group a-ha, the big winners of 1986, as the second most honored act on a single night. British rocker Peter Gabriel set the record of nine competitive wins in 1987 for his innovative video Sledgehammer.

Most of Lady Gaga's Moonman statuettes were for her video Bad Romance, a futuristic clip featuring plenty of skin-baring scenes and bizarre costumes. “I was so nervous for tonight that I would let my fans down,” she tearfully said as she accepted the final award for video of the year.




As famous for her outré fashion sense as for her musical sensibilities, in each of her three trips to the stage – the other awards were announced off-camera – she wore a different costume, including what looked like a large black trash bag.

The only other multiple winner was eight-time nominee Eminem, who won a pair of awards for his Not Afraid. The rapper opened the show with a medley of songs, but hastily exited the Nokia Theater before accepting his statuettes.

Reuters

Talent

"Hide not your talents. They for use were made. What's a sundial in the shade?"

The love that dare not speak its name

Two Loves

Lord Alfred Douglas

"My name is the love that dare not speak its name."

I dreamed I stood upon a little hill,
And at my feet there lay a ground, that seemed
Like a waste garden, flowering at its will
With buds and blossoms. There were pools that dreamed
Black and unruffled; there were white lilies
A few, and crocuses, and violets
Purple or pale, snake-like fritillaries
Scarce seen for the rank grass, and through green nets
Blue eyes of shy peryenche winked in the sun.
And there were curious flowers, before unknown,
Flowers that were stained with moonlight, or with shades
Of Nature's willful moods; and here a one
That had drunk in the transitory tone
Of one brief moment in a sunset; blades
Of grass that in an hundred springs had been
Slowly but exquisitely nurtured by the stars,
And watered with the scented dew long cupped
In lilies, that for rays of sun had seen
Only God's glory, for never a sunrise mars
The luminous air of Heaven. Beyond, abrupt,
A grey stone wall. o'ergrown with velvet moss
Uprose; and gazing I stood long, all mazed
To see a place so strange, so sweet, so fair.
And as I stood and marvelled, lo! across
The garden came a youth; one hand he raised
To shield him from the sun, his wind-tossed hair
Was twined with flowers, and in his hand he bore
A purple bunch of bursting grapes, his eyes
Were clear as crystal, naked all was he,
White as the snow on pathless mountains frore,
Red were his lips as red wine-spilith that dyes
A marble floor, his brow chalcedony.
And he came near me, with his lips uncurled
And kind, and caught my hand and kissed my mouth,
And gave me grapes to eat, and said, 'Sweet friend,
Come I will show thee shadows of the world
And images of life. See from the South
Comes the pale pageant that hath never an end.'
And lo! within the garden of my dream
I saw two walking on a shining plain
Of golden light. The one did joyous seem
And fair and blooming, and a sweet refrain
Came from his lips; he sang of pretty maids
And joyous love of comely girl and boy,
His eyes were bright, and 'mid the dancing blades
Of golden grass his feet did trip for joy;
And in his hand he held an ivory lute
With strings of gold that were as maidens' hair,
And sang with voice as tuneful as a flute,
And round his neck three chains of roses were.
But he that was his comrade walked aside;
He was full sad and sweet, and his large eyes
Were strange with wondrous brightness, staring wide
With gazing; and he sighed with many sighs
That moved me, and his cheeks were wan and white
Like pallid lilies, and his lips were red
Like poppies, and his hands he clenched tight,
And yet again unclenched, and his head
Was wreathed with moon-flowers pale as lips of death.
A purple robe he wore, o'erwrought in gold
With the device of a great snake, whose breath
Was fiery flame: which when I did behold
I fell a-weeping, and I cried, 'Sweet youth,
Tell me why, sad and sighing, thou dost rove
These pleasent realms? I pray thee speak me sooth
What is thy name?' He said, 'My name is Love.'
Then straight the first did turn himself to me
And cried, 'He lieth, for his name is Shame,
But I am Love, and I was wont to be
Alone in this fair garden, till he came
Unasked by night; I am true Love, I fill
The hearts of boy and girl with mutual flame.'
Then sighing, said the other, 'Have thy will,
I am the love that dare not speak its name.'

Procrastinate

Dear Hope,

Tomorrow is Eid Mubarak. So, Happy Eid Mubarak to all Muslim. And yes, I'm not celebrating the festive at my mother's hometown like we usually do every year, this year we are going to celebrate it here in town. My mother is cooking downstairs, and the thing that I love the most about this festivity is the food, it's heaven, I want to eat everything - lemang, ketupat, nasi himpit, kuah kacang, rendang, kuah lodeh - urgh, my mouth is watering right now.

Enough about the Eid Mubarak, let's talk goodbad news. While everyone is shopping for the festive season, I've spent my precious money on something else, something which I love so much. I went to KL Convention Centre for the Popular Book Fest, and seriously it's heaven on earth for a book junkie like me. I spent almost RM 200 alone on books. Now, I have 14 books to be read, and where am I going to find the time. Oh, but too bad I didn't found the book that I always wanted, Sophie's World. If I have more money definitely I am going back there and buy more books. Shit!

"A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counsellor, a multitude of counsellors. "

So, what did I bought and what are the books that I have that I need to read:

• Emma by Jane Austen
• Wolf Hall by Hilary Mantel
• Come to Me by Amy Bloom
• When You Look Like Your Passport Photo It's Time to Go Home by Emma Bombeck
• A Marriage Made in Heaven or Too Tired for an Affair by Emma Bombeck
• The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
• The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
• A Thousand Splendid Sun by Khaled Hosseini
• Love in a Torn Land by Jean Sasson
• Anna Karenin by Leo Tolstoy
• To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
• Rage Against the Veil by Parvin Darabi and Romin P. Thomson
• The Wedding Girl by Madeleine Wickham - I bought this as a present to my friend

and currently, I am reading Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.

The bad news is that, I have a lot of workloads to be done. ALL need to be submitted or due after the Raya's holiday, and I am not even started to do any of it yet, it's Raya mode, the lecturers are killing the spirit of Raya.

"I like a teacher who gives you something to take home to think about besides homework."

• Islamic Family Law test
• International Law assignment
• International Law presentation
• Law of Association assignment
• Jurisprudence presentation
• PROJECT PAPER!!!

I am tired, when is the break fast? LOL
Till then, have fun and be safe during this festive season.

Selamat Hari Raya
Wish

Male Feminist

Dear Hope,

What is a feminist? Is feminist always a female? Can a male be a feminist too? I am sure everyone has their own opinion regarding the issue of feminism. But this is my opinion on feminism and what is a male feminist. Some might say that there is no such thing as a male feminist, man can't be a feminist, and why do man need to feels the need to assert themselves into every struggle? Man can be supportive of feminist ideals, can works with feminist groups in a supportive role, and yet the man can't be a feminist.

Personally, I strongly disagree with that view. That is a view of a sexist and chauvinist person. This kind of people might feels nervous or afraid seeing a man claiming himself as a feminist and fights for gender equality and opportunity because they might afraid that the machismo that a man claims they always have with them might be degraded. But I don't blame this type of people wholeheartedly because we've been living in a patriarchal society since ages. Man dominates the world. It's a man world. Man rules everything. Man is the voice. Man Man Man!

...“I wish to start out by stating that the goal of my activism, generally speaking, has been the overthrow of capitalism, male supremacy and racism and the establishment of a classless society where all privilege is abolished. What I want is a government and an economic system truly of, by and for the people all the people whose labor and creativity feeds us, clothes us, houses us, entertain us, and in every way makes life better for us”. ... - Carol Hanisch

I would like to quote Simone de Beauvoir in her book, 'The Second Sex'; "...humanity is an autonomous being..she is simply what man decrees, thus she is called 'the sex' by which it meant that she appears essentially to the male as the sexual being. She is defined and differentiates with references to man and not the references to her; she is the incidental as opposed to the essential. He is the subject, he is the absolute - she is the other."

Therefore, woman is seen to be socially constructed in relation to and as inferior to the superior man. It is the man who defines woman and that put woman at the inferior and lower level than the man himself. A man from infancy is nurtured to assume unquestioned superiority by which he defines woman's role creates and maintains a mythology of woman based on her feminity, weakness and subordination to his power. It's the boy who plays with trucks, racing cars, dress up as an army and it's the girl who plays with the dolls, cooking, dress up in a gown. Who's to blamed?

"You don't have to be anti-man to be pro-woman."

So, am I a feminist? I never realised myself that I have always have the passion towards feminism or women's rights. I started off as being a environmentalist, back when I was still in school. Then, I went into law school and the first few years I still have the passion towards the environment(and I am still now an environmentalist), but only that time I learned about humanity and human rights, it excites me. I was hungry to learn and to know more on that subject, I do my own research and I read a lot on the human rights issue. I starts meeting and be friend with people who shares the same passion as I do. I also started to get involves with organisations that protect, advocate and fight for human rights.

However, human rights is a wide field of issues, it goes on from children, aborigines, refugees, slavery, people living with HIV/AIDS, LGBT and so on. But only one and particular branch that get my attention, which is the woman and children rights. And up until now I am still questioning myself why do I choose to get involves with woman's issues. I am not a woman and why do I care? For me, I do agree that only woman understands woman, however, a man who are not a woman and sometimes do not understand woman, who shows much interest in woman's issues is much more sensitive towards woman's struggling, and that man, is me. And I am proud of my mother, she is the reason why I choose to fight for woman's rights.

The emotional, sexual, and psychological stereotyping of females begins when the doctor says, "It's a girl." ~Shirley Chisholm

I guess that it for now. I will try my best to write more on feminism and woman's issue on my later entry, as well as why I am to passionate on this subject. So, am I a feminist? Regardless of what other people think or say about me, I am proud to say that I am a feminist and I am a male feminist.

Love your woman,
Wish.