Oh rly?

Compare and contrast.

2009-10-27T07:59:00.003+08:00

This is the Dewan Rakyat

With comfy chairs, wide leg space, space on the table for high-end laptops with presumably, internet connection

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This...

This is the House of Common of the United Kingdom. Similar to our Dewan Rakyat. Not much leg space, no comfy Ikea office chairs, and no tables to put high-end laptops. Yes, it might be an old picture. And yes, they are still in there doing their stuff.

Part 2 of the update will come when I feel like it. :P

Update Part 1 of 2? I don't know.

2009-10-26T05:04:00.016+08:00

Hi evilibodi!

It's been 3 months since my last update. I therefore will try my best to update what I have been up to all these 3 months! I know that some of you have been visiting this site even when there has been no updates, I even know that someone has saved my blog onto their computer. Freaky, I know.

Let's continue from July, shall we. Wait wait wait, lets go back in May

BALI!!

Ready, set, GOOOO!!!!

Beautiful beach, miss it already :)

No need for explanation.

To summarize the trip, here's the video!

Needless to say, had a blast in Bali. Though we were traved alot, we had a great tour guide, and good company! We should go on a trip sometime again guys. :)

July!

Chia Yong's B'day cum Beach BBQ in PD!

Makan. The whiskey sausages tasted good. XD

Time to spinnnnnnnnnnnnn.

Kee Soon goes down.

I wonder why Kee Soon fell. XDXD

SS's turn to spinnnn. XD

Me and eng tau B'day boy.

Alot of various other things happened during July and Aug, including my convo. Just go to my FB photos and look at them if you want to. And next is.. Kim Hian's B'day!!

B'day boy somewhere in Puchong! XD

Tortured by SS. :'(

Group pic! Candid style.

Followed by...

Jocelyn's B'day! After FD 4 in 3D which was goodddd,

Balloons! Haven't touched one in ages. Thus happy face :D

Followed by (phewwww)..

Surprise B'day in advance for HJ and not so suprise B'day for me cum farewell for HJ, Adam, KW and Me. :P Thanks guys!

B'day girl with cream all over her face. XD

Culprit hiding from me.

Group pic with most of Genetics 06/07s!

And....

Another farewell cum B'day (Me and Fong Thim)!! Thanks guys!

B'day girl in need of beauty sleep. :P

Group pic again!

KL skyline :D

And... finally, the final farewell. Me, HJ and KW left the night itself. Adam's flight was the week after ours.

Hope to see you guys soon :)

Freezing on the plane.

HJ wondering out the window.

The flight was almost 18 hours. To make things worst, it took us 4 hours to clear immigration, and we stood waiting the entire period. To make things EVEN worst, I hate to generalized, but the Bangladeshis are just impatient. They were just forcing their way through the queue which was already packed. There wasn't enough place to move, but they still shoved. Horrible experience.

To make things EVEN worst then it ALREADY IS.

I felt one of their limp dick on my thigh, THAT WAS HOW IMPATIENT THEY WERE. I COULD FUCKING FEEL THE BASTARDS BREATH ON MY NECK, AND HIS LITTLE LITERALLY BROTHER ON MY THIGH.

FUCKING BASTARDS.

They were actually behind me, and ended up clearing immigration 15 minutes earlier than me. Real champs. Pshhhhh. Fuckers.

After the horrific experience in Heathrow airport, we left London on a 3 bus ride to Notts.
See here! http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=150042&id=695021339

Week one in UK was pretty easy, meals were served in halls and all we had to do was attend talks. No biggie.

There wasn't much to do during Academic Week One, just introduction and stuff. So having nothing to do, we went for....

Postgrad's Welcoming Night at Oceana! I'm too lazy to post the pictures up!
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2385455&op=1&o=global&view=global&subj=695021339&id=692953903#/album.php?aid=108535&id=692953903

Then we went to have a walk where Robbin Hood did his thing in Sherwood Forest, and we got lost, along with 30 other people. XD It was a boooring trip.
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2391045&op=1&o=global&view=global&subj=695021339&id=692953903#/album.php?aid=108787&id=692953903

That's it for now. This post is getting too long, and I'm getting too tired to edit it. Probably do a part 2 or something.

New horizon.

2009-07-18T17:21:00.004+08:00

It has been a while since my last update, and there has been a lot that I have experienced since then. Most of the curious people, or all of you would have known of my break-up and would have read or know what happened between us after that. It has been hard trying to tell people of why I did it, as I sometimes feel that it wasn't fair, but given the same situation, I believe that I would do the same. I'm am sorry.

Much has been going on since my last real update. Did well for my viva voce, completion of my thesis, over with my last semester finals and did well, Bali, Ipoh/Penang, PD, work, and activities after work.

I'll update blog without the monotone when I am certain that no one gets hurt, or when I stop assuming that people would, whichever comes first.

Breakup.

2009-05-02T19:44:00.002+08:00

Thanks for the memories.

Malaysia is 180 years backwards.

2008-11-09T12:57:00.002+08:00

Tidak logik banding kemenangan Obama

Oleh ZULKIFLI JALIL

PUTRAJAYA 7 Nov. - Sebarang percubaan untuk membandingkan atau menyamakan kemenangan Presiden kulit hitam pertama Amerika Syarikat (AS), Barack Obama dengan sentimen politik Malaysia bukan sesuatu yang logik dan ia di luar realiti.

Menteri Luar, Datuk Seri Dr. Rais Yatim berkata, beliau hairan dengan tindak tanduk pihak terbabit yang cuba 'tumpang semangkuk' kemenangan Obama agar dapat dikaitkan dengan senario politik negara.

Tegas beliau, hakikatnya banyak sangat perbezaan antara AS dan Malaysia termasuk struktur pentadbirannya yang berbeza.

''Mereka (AS) tidak ada peruntukan yang berkait dengan pelbagai kaum. Politik dan masyarakat kita berbeza dengan negara itu walaupun nilai demokrasi serba sedikit boleh dikaitkan.

''Malah AS sudah menjadi negara bebas sejak tahun 1777 sedangkan kita, 1957," katanya kepada Utusan Malaysia di sini hari ini.

Beliau mengulas kolum Bisik-Bisik Awang Selamat Utusan Malaysia hari ini yang tidak selesa dengan analisis tertentu mengaitkan pemilihan Obama yang juga warga kulit hitam pertama sebagai Presiden AS dengan politik Malaysia.

Menurut kolum itu, sudah kedengaran suara pemimpin bukan Melayu yang mahukan bukan Melayu diberi peluang menjadi Perdana Menteri.

Semalam, Presiden MCA, Datuk Seri Ong Tee Keat berkata, sudah sampai masanya bagi rakyat Malaysia membebaskan diri mereka dari belenggu isu perkauman.

Dengan mengambil Obama sebagai contoh, Tee Keat berkata: ''Sedihnya di Malaysia, kita masih berbalah dalam soal remeh berhubung pelantikan seorang wanita Cina sebagai Pemangku Pengurus Besar Perbadanan Kemajuan Negeri Selangor (PKNS)."

Tindakan kerajaan negeri Selangor yang diterajui Pakatan Rakyat melantik Low Siew Moi sebagai Pemangku Pengurus Besar PKNS dipersoalkan banyak pihak kerana dikatakan tidak memenuhi aspirasi penubuhan PKNS bagi membantu meningkatkan sosial dan ekonomi bumiputera.

A forummer said :"Of course illogical. Malaysia have racist in BN. Malaysia is 180 years backwards."

Utusan Link

Last year's countdown.

2008-09-01T00:15:00.003+08:00

I know it's September already. Rofl. But anyways, continuing from

http://alilweird.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-and-countdown-part-1-68-pics_05.html

Story goes like this, I was resting under the Imbi station, you know, the one right outside Times Square (yes, resting, under, station.). It was about 3 a.m in the morning, I wanted to test the capabilities of my Canon S3IS in low light condition.

Set the ISO to 800 and started snapping pictures of my surrounding without flash. Then, A GRAND IDEA STRUCK ME.

I COULD BE A SPY WITH MY 12X OPTICAL ZOOM. Taking pictures of ~~unsuspecting victims~~ uh... ~~unsuspecting victims?~~ uh.... PEOPLE at night. Yep.

So I looked around and saw this woman walking out from Times Square, and the guy following her shortly after. The woman stopped at the corner of the road. The guy came over and muttered something.

SPY MODE KICKED IN.

Through the camera I saw the woman gestured a five using her hand.

I JUST HAD TO TAKE THE PICTURE.

The guy shaked his head and walked back heading times square. The woman flagged down a taxi and went the other direction. Feeling disappointed due to the lack of action I turned off the camera and tried to get some rest on the stairs of Imbi station.

At 5 a.m I reviewed my pictures, all of them, starting at those I took at 4 p.m the previous day, just before the station was open, I looked at the final picture I took.

"Something is not right."
"Something's lacking"

Sleep deprivation messes with your brain.

"Right shoulder black, left shoulder black.. not quite. Red right, left tits."
"Tits?"
*Zooms*
"TITS!"

rofl.

Back to the topic.

2008 Countdown.

Didn't take much pictures worth showing, cause it was full with the fireworks display that simply ROXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX-ed!

It's better to go out and take pictures alone. :) Or with people with similar interest.

But it's not that I regretted going out with a gang last countdown though :)

HEHE.

Merdeka.

2008-08-30T22:20:00.000+08:00

IMHO, the US celebrate their independence with pride cause it was the formation of a free country, which gives them the freedom of speech, the freedom of everythingelseetcetc.

Malaysia celebrates independence because we were finally free of white people after 500 years, and how BN/UMNO/MCA/MIC has ensured racial harmony with the social contract.

US Independence day = Freedom
Mal Independence day = Social contract

Even after 51 years we're still talking about racial harmony, but fact is, it has degraded way more compared to 51 years ago.

Miss World Malaysia.

2008-08-10T12:43:00.004+08:00

Malaysia's beauty pageant. Or is it? I'm not trying to be rude, but it does seem that Malaysia's really screwed.

We don't even have pretty girls anymore.

=(

The perfect man and women.

2008-07-01T19:32:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding. Their life together was, of course, perfect. One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car (a Grand Caravan) along a winding road, when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress. Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help. There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys. Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle. Soon they were driving along delivering toys. Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them survived the accident. The mind numbing question is: Who was the survivor?

Scroll down for the answer...

The perfect woman survived. She's the only one who really existed in the first place. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and there is no such thing as a perfect man. Women stop reading here. That is the end of the joke.

Men keep'a scrollin'...

So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the perfect woman must have been driving. And that explains why there was a car accident. By the way, if you're a woman and you're reading this, this illustrates another point: Women never listen, either.

Kepala Batas.

2008-05-14T20:13:00.002+08:00

Hello ladies and gents.

I'm currently in Kepala Batas undergoing industrial training in the advance medical and dental institute. Haven't did any real training so far as they've decided that we should be introduced to the different labs before we start our attachment in the cytogenetic or microb lab for 3 weeks each.

Driving here was tiring, lucky for me, I convinced my parents not to tag along, otherwise it'll be another 1 hour round trip to Butterworth to send them off on the bus back to klang.

The first day of arrival was full of incidents itself, we arrived, gathered after the toll and headed off to the house we rented met the house owner and settled down. It's has 3 rooms, 1 attached bathroom to the master and another bath outside. Unfortunately one room was leaky and it wasn't in any condition to stay in, so we converted it into the stor, the 3 guys share a room and the other 2 girls took the smaller room. Neoh Hun decided to sleep in the living on the first night itself, so there's only 2 people sleeping in the master room.

After cleaning up Xue You came around from butterworth, he showed us the way to carrefour and got other stuffs that we weren't able to bring along with us. He also showed us around Butterworth, Megamall in Butterworth, Sunway Carnival and his home, a temple that was supposingly the prettiest temple in the westcoast. I'll post some pictures below and some place to have nice food in Butterworth.

Oh, forgot to mention that I did all the driving, following Xue You's car, and managed to find our way back home in spite of being new there. Fuyooohhhh.

Phew, that's only the first day of arrival.

On the first day of work, we found out that work only starts at 0810 and the office is less than 5 minutes drive from the house. So on the 2nd day of work, we went to work at 0800. HAHAHA.. so convinient.

On the first day of work we were introduced to the Histopathology lab after safety briefing and general introduction of Advance Medical & Dental Institute. Booooring.. we ended everything at 1000, and there was nothing else to do other than sitting around.

Day 2 was more interesting, we were introduced to the Hematology lab where we did some hands on preparing blood smear slides for FBP (Full Blood Picture) and view it under the microscope to analyze the different cells, and later we talked to one of the master students studying over there and he introduced to us a RT-PCR, something that we've not seen in UM and query him about future prospects.

Today is day 3, where we were attached to the Chemical Pathology, there wasn't much to learn here but to watch a machine operate, caliberate, wash itself and after 2 hours of caliberation operate on a sampel. In short, nothing much.

Staying here is not that bad, with the amount of crap spouting out of the mouth of Neoh Hun and everyone else around when they're bored is enough to make me laugh and forget about the time. Haha, another interesting to add is that we've found a shop faster than any conventional fast food, a chinese restaurant which is only 5 minutes drive away. My pork chop rice was out in less than 3 minutes the second time I went there, and it cost only RM4.50, rofl, and it's with extra big rice and the serving the more than what you can get in KL. So happy to find the place.

I'm posting this now in KFC, where free wireless is provided and where it's open for 24 hours. HAHA, and guess what, it's also 5 minutes drive away. ROFL. This weekend we'll be heading to the island. Hahaha.. all is good so far, except for the fact that I don't get to see my peas, sad :(

That's all for now, I'll end this with pictures I've taken in Kepala Batas so far.

Kee Wah at Carrefour

Arc at the entrance.

The 9 Dragon Kings.

One of the decorations outside.

5 of us.

First day of work.

I'll keep you guys posted. Until next time. :)

Dinner at Butterworth.

Examination.

2008-05-05T14:17:00.000+08:00

Over. Will post something up soon.

Back. Not quite.

2008-04-21T17:58:00.002+08:00

Okies first of all. Exam. No time. No post. Thus, short entry. Ha ha.

2ndly, realised that languaged used in post, improper. Not up to expectations. Need improvements = more post but no time. Will update soon.

3rdly, still missing X'mas post. 5 months late. Ha ha. Will post after exam.

4thly, will be going to Kepala Batas, Penang, USM to do industrial training.

5th, Exam :( Wish me luck.

Update

2008-03-24T14:11:00.002+08:00

Aight, I promised that I'll put something up soon, but I can't due to the influx of busy-ness caused by excessive amount of procrastination I've been oozing out lately. Project to Korea doesn't look in good shape, everyone (me inclusive) thinks that it's down the drain. So that's that, I've yet to explain it to my supervisor, but I hope that he understands.

My schedule this week. Test tomorrow (Tuesday), Wednesday, Thursday. Report due on next Monday, presentation and another test on next Wed. Then another report due the next two weeks. Remember about what I said about procrastination? You should get the idea now.

However so, life has been beautiful. Hope that I live through this 3 weeks and would be able to face the people that I owe and explanation (Project supervisor), study like mad the following 2 weeks for study week, and another 2 more weeks of finals, and finally spent time back home in Klang. That is if I fail/don't want to take up my industry training this semester. Meh..

This is it, need to hit the books again. Didn't skip lab at 2 for nothing. Haha.

Notice.

2008-03-18T00:25:00.003+08:00

Hello dear visitors,

I'd like to apologize for the lack of updates lately due to the fact that, I, Chin Shenyang has persoanally spilled coke on his beloved laptop and is now blogging from his friend's laptop without his knowledge. I'd also like to welcome to the new readers that have found my page through Peas and hope that you find whatever you've been finding.

For the "regulars", well... I'll see if I can spare sometime to update on things that has been happening. 2008 started with a bang, and yes, there's lots of bangs from the fried motherboard, to my fried PSP. I wonder what's next. Stay tune for the next post.

P/S: Fuck. Just realised there only has been 2 post for the past 3 months. Rofl. Will update soon. Hahahaha.

Christmas and Countdown! Part 1. 68 Pics!!

2008-01-05T10:19:00.001+08:00

Aight, here we go. Christmas in Sg. Wang.

Took a train to KL Sentral at about 4, arrived at 5. I thought that it would be fun exploring kl while making my way to Imbi, I always had the thought of traveling around kl on foot for quite a while, since that I was there, and still had time, why not? Got a map off 7-11 and started my way. But the whether wasn't being kind.

Being smart, I thought of following the monorail line, making it all the way in Imbi, I'd never get lost, I told myself. So I followed the Tun Sambathan line, trying to get to the Maharajelela Station. I rested a while, got myself a teh tark and really looked in the map, so that I wouldn't get lost. Then it rained. -__-

Waited out for the rain till 6pm, took a couple pictures of the temple, and suspicious looking shops =P. I continued to trace along the monorail, no way I'd get lost right? Wrong. I walk and walk, until I reach KL Sentral again.

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Sad right, I know. Cause I traced the wrong rail. Rofl. The monorail heading to Maharajalela went through some small roads. Not taking the risk, common sense told me to stay off small roads whenever possible, it is then I saw the "monorail" near the highways, which I followed back to Sentral.

Bad start.

So I traced back where I thought I saw the 2 rails connecting, and decided that I'd go without the rails trusting my map and directions on the road, looking out for Jalan Maharajalela which leads to Jalan Hang Tuah which leads to Jalam Imbi. Settle.

Started walking again, when I saw this aunty walking alone under a bride, it was only me and her. She looked back, saw me, and sidestep. LOL. I chuckled a little, which she then grab onto her handbag even more. ROFL. Not wanting to scare the old lady, I slowly walked pass her, not making any sudden movements that would end up making me a victim instead. Haha.. I was told by my friend that I've got quite a fierce face, but at the same time, people say that I look like a kid. Maybe the eyebrow piercing gave off the wrong message. Haha..

I made my way slowly, taking my time, even though I was losing daylight. Finally, a landmark. The Old Railway Station. I was relieved that I saw something familiar, having traveling on foot meaning that you can rest and take pictures whenever you wanted. So I went exploring in the station. There were painters with their work of art, I'm no critic, but the paintings looked pleasing to me. There was also a small museum about the history of the railway station, which was when I saw this.

After satisfying my urge to take pictures I went on my way, which was when I discovered that they actually converted part of the station into a hotel. Not a bad idea. There was even a filming crew nearby.

After taking more pictures outside the station, it was already 7pm. Not taking any chances trying to make my way around KL at night, I asked one of the DBKL officers how to get to imbi, he kindly showed me that way and then ask,

"you jalan kaki ke?"
"ye"
"Singaporean?"
"Haha.. tak, local, saje nak jalan."

Rofl, it's probably the camera on my shoulder that gave him the impression that I was a tourist. At this point, the map was practically useless, cause I didn't know where the fuck I was anyway. I slowly made my way until I reach Dataran Merdeka. Took pictures and went on my way. Took more pictures after I left Dataran Merdeka. Passed by the Bar Council.

After walking more about an hour, I was this close to the KL tower.

Then I walked futher, passing by Petaling Street and Pudu. After walking ANOTHER hour, I reached times square at 8pm. Haha.. Most of you reading this by now would swear that I'm crazy. Keep reading, I'm only halfway through.. you'll find out that I stayed in KL for the entire night.. not in any rooms. ROFL.

So I had my dinner, and rested my legs after walking for a couple of hours. Took more pictures in times square. I met Adam, my coursemate, who was with the choir gang that were in times square too. Not wanting to tag along them, cause they'll be screaming at me if they found out that I walked for that long, and it'll disturb my photo taking session. I went on on my own.

I made it to Sg. Wang at 9pm. Which means I rested for a whooping total of 45 minutes at max. Hahaha.. There were people selling snow sprays, I thought that I didn't need any, cause I brought one bottle with me that I bought from Kar Hseng. Hehe.. I was wrong.

After a little scouting where would the action would be, I settled at the corner of Sg. Wang and BB Plaza, already there were people waiting at the stairs waiting for something to happen. There was even a tv crew. Then someone sprayed snow spray at the crew, this marks the beginning. 2 kids then started their own skirmish, and the police looked on silently.

It was only 9.30, so I left the place and went off elsewhere to take some pictures.

When I came back.. let the pictures do the talking.

People were already rallying, forming alliances and looking out for potential victims. Here we see one group and another group forming. There was a silence, I knew that it was the silence before the storm.. then it came. Which then the police broke them up. Haha..

After the police left, all hell broke loose. I was with a group of foreigners which I later found out that they were was studying in MMU, Cyberjaya. Standing out of the crowd with a camera makes you susceptible to snow sprays, I had to have an ally. So I kept my camera, taking pictures occasionally, took my spray out and join the fun! But I ran out after a couple of minutes, so I bought myself another FOUR bottles. WAHAHA..

Alots of different things happened here. I'll just let the pictures do the talking.

We counted down and people snow sprayed up into the sky, which made it looked like it was snowing, don't have a picture here, cause I was taking a video of it.

Aight? That was 12am. I was still there until 1.45am taking pictures of the people that were still around.

Then I walked around the Bukit Bintang area, where there were people asking me,

"zhao xiao jie ma? (looking for lady?)"

Haha.. And there was this bugger who said,

"Don't be like this.. Lemme show you the ladies, see first la.. come come.."
Of course I kindly said no and went on my way, then he said,
"Have a Happy Christmas ma.."

ROFL.. Yeah, I'll be screwing a Chinese national that I've never seen before in my life when the true meaning of Christmas is to celebrate the birth of Christ. Merry Christmas to you too, uncle. But I didn't say that to him, cause I was traveling alone. Haha.. Didn't want to invite any unnecessary trouble.

After satisfying my *ahem*.. picture taking addiction. Oh oh oh.. almost forgot to add something,
on my way back to Sg. Wang from the Bukit Bintang area, there was a group of 3 girls walking pass the street. There was this one chick that was quite tall and hot, wearing a black dress that exposed half of her boobies. I didn't take out my camera, cause it was too dark, and using a flash would attract attention. After washing my eyes, I kept my eyes back on the sidewalk, which was when I wondered, wouldn't her dress slip off? So I turned to the streets and saw her again,

"That's her.. hmm... wait, what's that? Titties? OMFG!"

ROFL.. her dress did slip down a little, which she manage to say, "Ohhh.." and pulled it back up. The drivers on the jam street got the best view. Lucky bastards.

I went on my way again, got myself some supper, it was already 2.30am. Then I went off to times square again to rest. After a hour or so, the cleaners told me that I couldn't stay there or something, so I left and rested elsewhere in times square. After a while the security guards came and told us (me and people resting there) that we couldn't stay there too. So we made our way to the Imbi station.

I made my resting place on the stairs on the station, no sleeping, cause I had to be awake so that no one tries to do anything funny. But something funny did happen but not to me, at about 5am, I took a picture of it. I didn't realize what I took until before I took the first train back at 6am. Haha.. I'll let this last picture end my adventure in KL for Christmas Countdown. Genting's New Year Countdown is next! God.. It's good to be a guy. I love adventures.

Aight.

2008-01-02T00:52:00.000+08:00

Updates soon. Lotsa pictures and stories. Heh.

Another Year In Review.

2007-12-17T22:48:00.000+08:00

12 pictures to represent the different me in the past 12 months.

January.

February.

March.

April.

May.

June.

July.

August.

September.

October.

November.

December.

BRING ON THE NEW YEAR. Merry X'mas to everyone in advance.

A pleasant suprise. :P

2007-12-17T21:03:00.000+08:00

These are camp bandannas. Why do I have all 3 different types? Cause I wasn't involved, I was once again taking the place of a facilitator. This time for special kids. No no no.. not the mentally retarded, but quite the opposite, the Kumon High Achievers, and I tell you, these kids especially the 9-12 are freaking smart, and entertaining. I should know best, cause I was in charge of the Charlie Company's 9-12.

There was this kid name Yazid, you know what was the first thing he said about me?

"You should do something to your hair."

Damn right kid, I should done something to my hair 2 months ago. He had the guts to tell it to me, it's not something you'd say to a person that you just met, but this kid told me right off the moment he saw me.

The kids were amazing even though they were a little hard to handle at some point,but I enjoyed the moment I was there, and the people I worked with.. it's an experience you woudln't get anywhere. Best of all, I GOT PAID. WAHAHAHA...

I ask the kids about the camp, and they said that it was much better than they expected, they had fun and would come back again next year. A little more snooping on the internet revealed that even the elder kids had fun, I even found a picture of myself.

Anyways.. that's all about last week. Here's something more... Please proceed to find out. Heh.

If you just had dinner, or planning to have dinner, or feel like having something..

Don't continue. I've warned you.

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RIP.

Dogs are man's best friend. See God, if only you made dogs talked, the rat wouldn't have been rotting for a day without anyone noticing. And it would make Man love his dog even more.

Dogs talking, that's all I and all man on earth ask for this Xmas.

Who needs a cat when a dog can do a cat's work?

Btw, cake coming up this week, couldn't do it today cause sis took the camera to work.

Of puking.

2007-12-10T02:00:00.001+08:00

2nd post of the day. Post will be short and right to the point, cause tired.

Was out meeting with friends from form 6, then Linggesh told me that he wanted to tanni right after that. I dunno what I was thinking, I said yes.

Got cups and coke and half a bottle of j.d. Went to Taman Rakyat, he served the drinks. After 3 cups and 10 minutes, we emptied the bottle. Drowsiness, spinning head, and heart palpitations set in.

Started puking back home. From 1am-7am. No sleep, spinning head and puking. Hugging the toilet bowl as if my life depended on it, sleeping in the bathroom. Scratching of hand and legs even though they were not itchy, thirsty, went for a drink of water and puke even more. Wondered if I was going to die, considered of admitting to hospital for IV drip. Considered of possible death due to dehydration.

Worst 6 hours of my life. Horrible. I'm not drinking anymore.

For now.

Putrajaya.

2007-12-10T00:57:00.000+08:00

Pictures from Putrajaya as promised. Pictures were taken on a rainy day, so it's nothing really nice. I've decided to add tips for those who wants to improve on their photography skills.

This is the Mosque in Putrajaya. Obviously would have been a better picture if it was a bright shiny day.

A little tweak to the shutter speed of the camera produces different result. I decreased the shutter speed of the camera to allow less light, which is why I was able to capture the clouds that was absent in the first picture. But it also cost me a darker picture of the Mosque, but it does bring out the mood of gloom.

This is the prime ministers office.

This is one of the nicer bridges in Putrajaya. Would have been nicer if it was taken at night.

Another bridge in Putrajaya, that also looks much better at night, as seen in the next picture.

A little blurry because the shutter speed in this picture is increased. As most of you already know, night shots are prone to blurriness, this is because the camera increased the shutter speed to allow more light in and if your hands are not steady, the picture would come out blur.

If you want to play safe with night shots, use the flash. You won't be able to reproduce the picture as you see it. But you remove the blurriness for sure.

Another way to tackle the troubles of night shots is to increase the ISO. Most digital cameras have preset scenes, e.g scenes for night shots. In this scene, the camera automatically increases the ISO, so that you'd be able to take night shots without the flash, thus reproducing as what you see. But the picture comes out alot more grainy and decrease in quality is very visible.

To overcome both of these problems, use a tripod, or put your camera somewhere stable. Increase the shutter speed/lower your ISO (if you've manual settings on your camera) and turn your flash off.

This is an example of how much a tripod can help in taking night pictures. Of course this was taken with the camera zoomed out at 12x optical.

And if you're able to master the balance between shutter speed/ISO. You'll be able to take pictures like this. I took this in the car while driving, had to set the camera before I could make the shot, but the light faded and there was traffic :( so I missed the shot.

New layout.

2007-12-07T02:55:00.000+08:00

Ugh... so... umm... yeah... Got a new layout. Results are out, totally fucked up. But here's an interesting story for the 3 measly people that visits this site daily.

I was in Putrajaya today, technically, yesterday. But it's today for me anyways, since my sleeping hours is 3/4 am - 2/3pm. My day usually starts at 3pm and ends at around 4am. It's 3am now, so I went to Putrajaya today. Geddit?

I was there to deal with some stuff regarding the project. Anyways, the place is really big, you've almost all your ministries in that one place. But.. it's a waste of money. Building the place is not a waste of money, I agree withthe concept that keeping all the ministries at one place, but take a good look at the place, it doesn't look like Malaysia at all. I mean, of couse there is your Islam-ized architecture that makes it fairly Malaysia.. you know what.. forget it. I think that it's a PLACE where the ministry can make absurd purchase e.g flower pots for a thousand ringgit, etc etc.. trying to make the place look real nice, but another excuse to drain the money off elsewhere. You know what I mean.

Oh.. took pictures of the place too. Will post them up later.

That wasn't so interesting was it? This would be more interesting..

I almost crash the car. If you didn't know, I crashed the car once before.

This time in campus. But thanks to my excellent driving skills I was able to steer the skidding car through the corner and exit without a problem. Why again?! Well.. It was because Paparoach -Last Resort was on and another song before that. Songs can really fuck with your mind, you know, especially when you can really relate with the lyrics.

Oh.. and one of my Uni-mates found his soul-mate. I was chatting with him the same night I almost totaled the car about how he found her etc etc.. teased him a little, Heh.. I always like to tease people in this situations, lol, can't help it, I said, "Look at you now... you've found yours and I'm still single!" and he replied, "You're single because you want it that way."

I laughed it off in the beginning, but after thinking hard, he was right. Which got me questioning my decision to cut off communication with her. Those two songs forced me to remember things that I said and done.. and drove my car real fast. I still think that I did what's best for me, it might not be the right thing to do, but what's done is done. At least when I'm old, I'd able to laugh at the silly things I've done. Thinking about it, it was immature. You know what people say about old people. Old people are children trapped in their aged body. Heh.. maybe I'm already a senile old fool.

That's all for today. I'll be baking a cake one of these day, so watch out.

Be amazed.

2007-12-01T15:09:00.000+08:00

Amazing dexterity. Simply amazing.

Adorable.

2007-11-28T02:03:00.000+08:00

THIS, This my friends, is what I call adorable, not your cute-125s-wannabes. Makes my day a little better every time I watch it.

History.

2007-11-22T17:14:00.000+08:00

This is probably the only time I lost my cool to someone not in my family. I found this chat log while looking through the chat logs to see where I've been this year. It's been probably the worst year of my life, and it's also been a meaningful one. Read below.

Friend: then u talk urself la...my result like shit...just now some more kena speed trap...damm bad mood now....
Me: screw you la.. you knew what you were into when you started skipping class over the smallest of things
Friend: better than some1 made everybody not syok by showing crazy look and action..
Friend: think b4 u said...
Me: according to your logic then i should have just skipping the entire shanghai trip
Friend: nobody ask u to skip//
Friend: just stop doin stupid action...
Friend: and this is not only for the trip..
Friend: just can tell u everybody is talking bout u when u r not around...
Friend: b4 the trip
Friend: during the trip
Friend: even after the trip..
Me: you know what... tell me now
Me: i want to know what all of you have been ttalking about me
Friend: no need to ask...
Me: maybe if you guys STARTED to ASK me what freaking happened, instead of TALKING behind my backs, something useful would have happened, woudn't you think so?
Friend: u already know what every1 said when u start those stupid action...
Friend: same like i already know what my result since i start skip class..
Me: i should know, like what?
Friend: every1 also got asked u..
Friend: just u dun wanna tell..
Me: okay.. everyone asked me what's the problem with me, fine
Friend: not once ...already many time...
Me: but what's with the thing of saying things when i'm not around?
Me: godd.. if you've a fucking problem with me, you SAY IT TO ME
Me: even if it's not nice to hear, i can accept it
Friend: they ask u dun wanna tell...even worse u just ignore ppl and go away all the time...
Friend: doin stupid action...
Friend: who will keep asking the same question after that...
Friend: human is like that...after such thing...just non stop guessing...
Me: i'll be frank with you, NONE of you, and i mean NONE of you know what i'm going through
Friend: coz u never telll..
Friend: who will know..
Friend: then just guess lo...
Me: hehe.. it's because i cannot freaking tell you guys, ESPECIALLY you guys
Friend: every1 worry u...
Friend: but u dun care...
Friend: thats what made ppl not syok...
Friend: made ppl not willing ask anymore...
Friend: made ppl afraid of u...
Friend: i going out soon...
Friend: not going to argu with u in such mood...
Friend: take ur time and think of urself...
Friend: or else phone some1 that bring such problemss to u to ask them...
Me: you pick up the fucking phone

I realized now that, none of us were wrong. He was pointing out the fact that I wasn't being myself destroying the atmosphere within the group of friends. I didn't have a choice, I see no other way to dealing with the emotions going through me at the time, and if I were to be in the same situation all over again, it'd be dejavu, even if I tried to change things, it'll end up being the same. It wouldn't be fair to say that I didn't try to change, I did, but I always fall back being the same old gloomy person that I was. I'm weak, perhaps.

No, I didn't think that twould be talking behind me back, and, psssh.. like they didn't already know what was happening. But surely, I'd like to know what they were talking about me. I still do.

Haitus.

2007-10-28T01:37:00.000+08:00

IMAGINE THE FOLLOWING POST BEING READ IN A THICK BRITSH ACCENT.

Hello citizens of the interweb, I'm glad to announce to you, yes, you lifeless idiots who are unfortunate enough to stumble upon this page, or a regular visitor of this emo part of the internet, some good news. There won't be an entry for the next 3 weeks because I'd be too busy screwing up my papers (plural) during the final examination for the above said 3 weeks. I have stumble across, however, some material that would entertain you to an extend, as it has already provided me with endless entertainment, or maybe it's just me because I'm high smoking off something. Heh. Anyways, back to topic.

It has come to my attention that certain factions (plural) of people found similarities between me and some other people. I however find this as a joke, a good joke, or maybe it's because I think it was a good joke because I'm high right now. Anyways, taking an example from my younger cousin, I look like Lee-Hom, which is ridiculous, because I do see ANY resemblance at all, no matter how many pictures I take of myself and compare them to all the pictures Google Image search has to offer. I'm laughing right now. HA HA HA... That was a very loud laugh by the way.

Did I mention that I was high? Anyways, I'm high right now, and I'll post her blog entry as below. Enjoy.

NOTE: PLEASE READ ALOUD FOR MAXIMUM ENTERTAIMENT. THIS WILL NOT FAIL YOU. BECAUSE I'M LAUGHING MY ASS RIGHT NOW, MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE THAT I'M HIGH, MAYBE NOT. I THINK I'M HIGH. TOODLES!

my little time with my cousins...
yiyahee...
o...so sad..juz back from my grandmother's house..
i feel veli happy cauz emily jie jie was back..ha..ha.
she became more pretty..
=>she always d pretty...
jimmy go go..means a di go go oso went back..
wa sei..his hair styles became veli...i dun neo how 2 discribe..
but yan qing...oso my cousin said dat look like rain..
what..like rain..4 course dat is not..
we o means from d back...
hope dat he didn't neo it..ha..ha..
emily jie jie like 2 make fun..we o really getting laughing n laughing
when talk with her..
dun neo y..i tin she is prefect 8 all..
my cousin n i like her veli much~~
she ha a youner sis..erm..
she oso d nice..
but she cut her hair until...botak..i dun neo y..
getting stres..i hope no so..
she told grandmother no 1 wan 2 ply with her cauz she look different..
i felt veli regret..when i heard it..am i..
she oso d best la... i lov all.. b fair..
ai...suddenly felt sad..
woo~~
i juz neo some funny funny name on my cousins oso..
actually..we all so bad =P
1 of my biao ge..Y.B go go..
look nice..hi eldest sis tell ur 1..
emily jie jie..HAH..
we call him Y.B cauz his full name..
sigh~~ we o..oso caus him young boy~~
2 him..i i tin he felt proud lo..young~~
erm..he is young lo...i itn juz 19..
really dun play play..maybe i juz sawhim when new year o some festival..
i..yanqing..my sis n so on..felt dat he look like li hom..
i relly can't believe it..i am not joking now...
of course is not d hairstyle again..
but..2 d other where..he look like wuzhun..
really crazy..i tin more like wu zhun..his hairstyle oso..
becauz of dis..we quarrel..
ha..ha..not so..i tin is juz chat la...
he oso had listen 2 their song..
half half..how poor my english now..
sorry...paiseh..
1 more...is kacang go go..
we o look like so bad la..
o no..he was with a long...hair...
8 first i really get a shock..
heart attack...no la..
but lastly..i felt better la..
he juz told us he wan 2 look different..
y so funny..his sis is botak while he is with a long hair..
really funny..we called him kacang cauz his name is kiang xiang..
it sound like kacang rite?? oso emily jie jie tole us 1..
ya...she had called her two younger brother like dis since they r small..

HAH..juz to said we o play 21jack n chou dai ti dis new year..
with o of my cousin..
is not bad rite??
juz who lost who eat cake n some'delicious'drink lo..
ai..i eaten n drank b4..getting veli 'nice'
n we had some kararoke..nice..
2 show our...he..he..
although is look not so good la..
i means myself..
HAH..

ai..school days is coming..y..
juz had a happy n unforgetable days..with my relatives..
n now when back 2 own home..
n d exam is coming soon..
b relax..
dis year i must study hard..
i will~~

Hapy chinese new year...

Hello you reading this.

2007-10-26T01:12:00.000+08:00

Dear diary,

Today is the 26th of Oct. It's actually 1:19 am right now, and to tell you the truth, I haven't been studying for the past 2 days. Like totally. Notes are still in the same place 2 days ago. And prior 2 days, I had a whooping 2 total hours studying. 2 hours!

I'm currently doing nothing. ^^ Finals is on Wed, and I haven't started anything yet. Things that I've read, I've like totally forgotten everything. Like totally. I've been on 4chan, worried about losing my /b/ because of Caturday Nap, and watching /b/tards doing absolutely nothing. I was right all along to say that I can never study at home, it's probably only one of the things that I really mean what I said. Other times, I say things that I'd think is right at the moment, only to change it the very last moment. ^^ You might not understand it Dear diary, but I do a few who has got this treatment more than once from me. Awww... dont' be sad, I promise I'll write to you more next time kay? ^^

I'm quite impressed by myself. ^^ Yeah... ashamed too. Right.

I'm not back in coll because.. oh it's nothing. Don't worry about it. I just didn't feel like going back. ^^

Oh.. btw, did I tell you that I got my eyebrow pierced? Yeah.. I got it pierced, right eyebrow. Was in the mall, saw the piercing parlor and just got it done. Meh.. now I've to put up with the looks people give and endless question why I got it done. Truth is, I don't know why I got it too. But it's there now, and I'm sure that I'd be able to tell other people why I got it in the first place sometime soon. Cause right now, I don't really know what I'm thinking about anymore. ^^

Btw #2, someone called me a walking zombie in campus. Said that the was a dementor sucking off happiness off me 24/7, and that I scare people off with the expression on my face. She even called me scary. Boohooo.. T_T This has been the worst year of my life, but from what I've gathered, things that don't kill you makes you stronger, though I doubt that any "getting stronger" has happened. Maybe I would when I grow old enough to reflect upon the current situation. ^^

It's getting late dear diary, I've got to go and try to 'study' somemore. I'll let you see some pictures sometime soon, kay?

Current mood: Pink
Current song: Simple Plan - Forgot what song^^

XoXo.

On a lighter note.

2007-10-17T19:47:00.000+08:00

SHOW YOU MY 125!

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Wha.. what have I just done?

Eevon, Chi Sum, Wen Yi you're tagged. Tag 3 more people and follow the format!

Routine.

2007-09-30T21:09:00.000+08:00

Sucks. You know what, I'm getting pretty bored around here in coll. Bored of the same emotions that comes and goes. Never ending cycle.

I'm jealous, I'm a pretty jealous bastard. This is the feeling that I've always had. I knew I had it, I just never told myself that it was jealousy. Goddamn jealousy. Who the fuck invented such a thing? Coupled with the amount of things to study and assignments, it's just a disaster. You concentrate, you get distracted, you think about stuff, you get jealous, you get angry, you can't study, you try to study, you think over things, you realise that you should be studying, you come over to your blog and hope that someone notices.

Real fucks.

I'm tired of rotating of being a crazy fuck who laughs his ass off, and being emo the next second. Nothing can be worst than lying to yourself. I'm miserable.

I should just leave this godforsaken place. I don't know why I'm complaining though, I brought all these upon myself.

This just sucks, now I'm complaining about the things that I did to myself. God... don't tell me that I exchanged that few hours of being on cloud nine for this shit that has gone on for months. Fuck karma, it doesn't fucking work.

I need to get out of here go on a long holiday, or hit myself on the head to get amnesia, or get someone to hit me silly. This has gone on long enough.

FOR FUCKS SAKE. I'VE ENOUGH. Can someone just get an eraser and erase this feeling off me, like now? Being emo suck.

ARGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH. Need to get icecream. Kthxbye.

Ego.

2007-09-24T21:44:00.001+08:00

I do have it after all. Now that everything is settling down, what do i do next?

Edit: I take back what I said about settling down.

Talk the talk.

2007-09-10T02:43:00.000+08:00

Everything looks better in another light. But when the sun shines again, you remember how much dirt you have overlooked. You can either dress things up to make it look wonderful no matter how you look at it, or you could accept the fact that it is dirt stained and make the effort to clean it up.

We'd always say the latter would be better, but to what extent do we do the things that we say?

Bi-weekly update.

2007-08-26T01:40:00.000+08:00

What's yours?

Cold stares.

2007-08-08T03:41:00.000+08:00

Ever had the feeling that the world is against you? The feeling where you think that God has been unfair. The feeling of being lonely, insignificant, neglected, unimportant, minute, replaceable, dispensable. Feeling so much pain, hurt, hate, despair, confusion, frustration.

All because of an individual.

I've no idea why I'm doing this anyway, since I already know the answers to the question that I'm asking.

All because of an individual. But in fact, you still have people who still care. It's only that you weren't willing to share. A burden shared is a burden halved. Maybe it's because that I subconsciously choose to feel such feelings, so that I'd never forget about the individual. Good or bad, I'd remember them for life.

People are foolish. I'm one of them.
So much self pity, I'm starting to get sick of myself.

Bullshit.

2007-07-28T17:34:00.000+08:00

bull·shit (blsht) Vulgar Slang

1. Foolish, deceitful, or boastful language.

2. Something worthless, deceptive, or insincere.

3. Insolent talk or behavior.

It's so true that you meet many kinds of people in the world. The good and the ugly. I've never experience so much bullshit before I started Uni. It always reminds me that there's always someone who looks out for themselves so much that they'd be willing to manipulate everything for their own good. They'd tell you things filled with so much bull that you do not know whether to take it as a joke and laugh or to punch them square in the face, it's sometimes filled with so much shit that it'd stink every single time you think about it, no matter how long that piece of crap was excreted from that hell hole that they call mouth.

It's sad that it's all part of life.

ntg 2 do.

2007-07-15T15:44:00.000+08:00

10 weeks of silence. Not fun.

2007-07-13T00:05:00.000+08:00

Meh... sorry for the lack of updates. For those who don't know, I was involved in orientation, which was very fun. Note very. Before orientation started we had to go through a series of boring seminars and talks for 3 weeks. Yep, 3 weeks, not so fun. But that didn't stop the crazy bunch of us from having fun, we were jumping into rivers, playing at the waterfall etc etc. Also got to know alot of people, which is also fun. Yah.. fun.

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I'm starting to think that I can't write.

Fun fun fun fun. I want a new camera. I want to go back home. I want to play with my dogs. I'm bringing a crazy bunch of people who has too much money to South Korea. Yah, if everything goes well, I'll be off to South Korea next year. That is IF everything goes well. Being very idealistic at the moment. Fun fun fun fun. Oh.. our college emerged as CHAMPIONS for cheers, I believe in miracles now. Fun fun fun.

Pictures

PMs (Orientation Facis) with the juniors afer Malam Juara-juara.

Before one of the boring induction courses.

7th, 8th, 12th College Lolipop Alliance.

I apologise for the quality of the pictures taken. The 7.2 megapix camera used was lousy. More pictures up soon. On another note, Shanghai Day 3 is up.

Entering 11th week. After a year, almost 3 months wasted.

Day 7 - 18th May

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Day 6 - 17th May

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Day 5 - 16th May

2007-06-07T18:57:00.001+08:00

Day 4 - 15th May

2007-06-07T18:17:00.000+08:00

Day 3 - 14th May

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Day 2 - 13th May

2007-05-30T04:24:00.000+08:00

Will post story accompanying pictures soon.
Go to http://www.flickr.com/photos/8517330@N02/sets/72157600282833677/show/ for pictures with description. Sorry for bad grammar, spelling and incomprehensible sentences, it's 4am.

Day 1 - 12th May

2007-05-26T01:55:00.000+08:00

Preparations were made, bags were packed, the only thing left was to fly 6 hours to shanghai.

We couldn't wait.

We left on the bus to klia.

In KLIA.

On the runway.

Flight was at 12.30. Boarded the plane and found out that the seats in the plane was terrible, there wasn't enough leg space, seats were too small, pillows were too thin.. etc etc. Most of us couldn't sleep the entire time we were on board. After getting tired of trying to get some shut eye, I opened the window, it was 5.30 am and we saw this..

Waking up to a beautiful sunrise.

On the other side.

After checking out our luggage and hopped the tour bus and started out journey to..

First destination. In a hurry to...

Oriental Pearl tower.

It was drizzling and we were actually contemplating on whether we should spend RMB100 to go up the tower. Meh.. shouldn't have happened if you asked me. We went up anyways, had a nice view of shanghai though it was a little foggy.

Next place, jade center.

Nothing in the picture was made out of jade. FYI, nothing in the center interest us, we went out and found a bunny, which was much more entertaining.

Shanghai Old Town.

Shopping! Sort of. There were people everywhere, buying things they don't need. It's a nice place to walk around and take pictures, it's sad that my battery died on me. Didn't find anything interesting so I went out to the streets to have a walk. It'd have been nice to take pictures of the people in the alley doing their daily routines, taking care of the kids, kids playing around, people playing checkers.

It was also fun watching a foreigner bargaining with the local over a imitation of a ipod nano. Got to talk with him, found out that he was Canadian (Peter), told him that the shop owner wasn't really pleased with him. Heh. Then the idea of bargaining with the locals in English struck me. It was fun to make them think that I didn't know any Chinese. I started going into random shops asking for discount on items I do not need, slashing the price then walking away. They would then shout their best best best-est price while you're walking away. Hehe.. fun times. It was here I mastered the art of bargaining with the locals.

Tree.

People threw red ribbons with written messages up the tree, hoping that it'd come true. If you're wondering if it worked.. I'd tell you that it requires effort on your part, with or without the messages on the tree. The only plus point of doing this is for sentimental sake. I should know. :P

Enjoying Chinese Ice-cream.

Being true Malaysians that we are, we needed food at 1am (Why am I still thin?). So we went out onto the empty streets in search of local food. Had some nice dishes and finished things off with China made ice-creams which was pretty good.

That's all for what we did in day one. Below are pictures that I'd like to share out of the 14k pictures that we took, all these were taken on day 1. It'll take a while before I post Day 2, I first have to sift through the pictures taken on that day.

The hunter and the hunted and the hunter being hunted.

See no evil.

2 types of people in the world, those who are aware of things around them and those who do not.

Jotting down important advices for future references. :)

Laugh and the world laughs with you, weep and you weep alone does not apply here.

University Malaya.

:)

Admiration.

Shanghai Experience.

2007-05-21T09:42:00.000+08:00

Watch this space, there'll be updates with tons of pictures soon. I'll break things down by day so that it doesn't get too messy.

Coffee.

2007-05-05T15:08:00.000+08:00

You said you wanted to know how it's like, despite knowing it's adverse effects. I'll tell you. It's like coffee, it leaves a taste after the first round, only this time it doesn't taste as good.

If you'd stay away from coffee, you'd do the same to this.

It however made me forget about things for that little while. But.. I threw away everything after the third stick, cause I'm not ready to end my life. Not this way. And I wouldn't want you to stay away from me because of the smoke the next time we talk. The very few times that we do.

Bumming

2007-04-27T22:53:00.000+08:00

What would I do with time on my hands and a full tank?

I would have got in the car and headed south.

To find a park that I've never been, and take pictures of an empty bench.

And started driving, again. East.

To a beach I've been.

Sit down and feel the fine, cold sand and the cool breeze on my face.

And to look up in the sky and stare at the half moon.

And to realize that there are the stars that you said you've never seen in that amount.

And I would have brought someone I'd like to share this moment with. Then..

There wouldn't be an empty bench and pictures of the road, instead there would always be a face always shining in the dark, and I would've shown you the stars you never thought exist.

Wouldn't that be nice.

Traveling Back In Time.

2007-04-18T02:59:00.000+08:00

Heh..

Kueh added me in friendster today. Talk about long forgotten. Secondary school for me was all about laughter, we would always find something to laugh about, it didn't matter what we talk, all you needed to get a your excessive daily doses of laughter is to go right back to the class and join Edric the Joker and the rest of the gang. Man.. fun times.

Me and Edric go way back to form 3. He was a different person then. Really different. He, Vimalan and Kueh were trying to influence me to do bad things. They tried, but it wasn't enough to bring me down cause I'm strong like that.

Yo!

But being amogst people like him was really fun. There wasn't a single day where you don't go home smiling, I added 10 years from all that smiling. The saseme street theme song being modified into something really sad and perverted. Those were the times.

This was a draft from 8/17/05. It's about damm time i finished what I started.
Being in a guys school wasn't that bad. I didn't have to go through the shit I'm going through now.

2007-04-18T01:42:00.000+08:00

Sorry for the lack of updates and the melancholy posts. I needed somewhere to vent the feelings and someone to take notice, didn't matter who it was. I'm still feeling like shit though, for those who are still concern. But today's post isn't going to be how bad I'm feeling, because I'm starting to feel sick and tired of having these mood swings, and my knuckles are starting to hurt from the frequent wall-punching. Not good.

Anyways, I'm currently having my finals. Had 2 papers today, 11.30am and 3pm. Didn't feel like stuyding after the paper in the afternoon, nap, dinner, laptop, touch notes, arrange, laptop, see notes, laptop, open notes, laptop, laptop, laptop, read notes, laptop x 100. And I am here typing this to you. Such a productive day.

Oh.. forgot to mention that I've got a paper tomorrow too, and I'm not done studying. How wonderful.

I won't be back in Klang for like another week. Then I'll be busy finding more sponsors back in Klang for my trip to Shanghai on the 12th May. And I'll be here in my hostel 2 weeks prior the trip for a crash course, and to attend a 3 day HEP camp for the orientation facilitator. Yep, you heard me right, Shenyang's gonna be in a camp. 2 camps to be precise. Another camp in Pulau Pemangil off Pulau Tioman, a smaller island, but just as far. Can you imagine it, 4-5 hours off coast, that's like... so fucking far.

I think that you'd be more surprised that I'll be going to be a facilitator (Pembantu Mahasiswa - PM). Unbelievable right? I mean, Shenyang the nice and quiet guy is going be shouting at juniors (guys only, I use charm with the girls) with such joy on his face. You'd be even MORE surprised when I tell you that I'll be DANCING.

I'M GONNA BE DANCING ZAPIN. Surprised? Unbelievable? Believe it. I'm making so many surprises i think I'm gonna produce Shenyang's believe it or not. It'll be such a hit.

Hmmmm... I can't wait... Wait.. I'll take that back. To tell you the truth, I've no idea why I'm doing any of this anymore. Hmm... it couldn't be THAT bad right? Of course it wouldn't, it'll be much worst.

Anyways, I'm starting to miss my friends back in Klang. Familiar faces that I can trust in keeping secrets. Special thanks for Zhao Ying, Jon, Kar Hseng, Jiunn Hau for being a place where I can confide my feelings, and the rest of you who are reading this. Thank you. Will update more after the finals. Can't wait to get back to meet all of you.

Note: Dude and XB(Xiao Boy, I'll be refering him to XB now) got another monster. Yeah.. monster. Go figure.

And to round things up, here's the pic of the post. Something to summarize what I'm feeling right now.

Have a nice weak people, I'll see you soon.

My Kryptonite.

2007-04-02T17:26:00.000+08:00

Is stored in my mail by my own free will. And I feel guilty by the means I obtained all three. Please don't blame me, as it's important to remind me of the places I've been and where I'll be and how much you still mean to me.

OOLONG TEA……

2007-03-07T22:37:00.001+08:00

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of Oolong tea…You will never look at a cup of Oolong the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed Oolong tea. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

Then she ladled the Oolong out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see.”

“Carrots, eggs, and Oolong tea,” she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the Oolong. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?”

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The Oolong tea was unique, however. After they were in the boiling water , they had changed the water color and taste.

“Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a Oolong tea?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the Oolong tea? The tea actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the tea, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a Oolong tea?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can’t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you’re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

You might want to send this message to those people who mean something to you; to those who have touched your life in one way or another; to those who make you smile when you really need it; to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down; to those whose friendship you appreciate; to those who are so meaningful in your life.

It's harder than I thought it was.

2007-02-26T23:05:00.000+08:00

I now fully understand why people go to the extremes. I'm almost there.

A first.

2007-02-14T21:02:00.000+08:00

Living life to the fullest. No regrets. I'll be waiting, I'm sure of that now. =)

Commentary.

2007-01-20T11:44:00.000+08:00

Edited.

Didn't like the post. The point is, I crashed the car into Anton's wall.

Year 2007.

2006-12-31T16:49:00.000+08:00

Shenyang's Life History.

20 years ago, nurses in Elizabeth Hospital in Kota Kinabalu welcomed the birth of a person with extraordinary talents unknown to man. He was king. He had everything he wanted and more. He got his grandad to piggybag him anytime he wanted, he also asked his elder to imitate the sound of lizards which amuses him and to take him to the playground at his command irrespective of time.

18 years ago, this boy had his special talents superseded. Because another King was born. Although he was inferior in terms of rank, he still got what he wanted by superior means of intimidation. Most of the time.

16 years ago, this boy was forced to attend pre-school, againts his will. He fought mightily and resisted temporary deportation to the institution, but he failed to succeed. Education eroded his intelligence and kept his thinking in a box filled with Peter & Jane and tambourine banging. He did not like being seen in this condition, especially not infront of his first crush which he still remembers today. He ended pre-school education with a stage performance of the turtle and the rabbit, which he took role as the rabbit and his best friend then, the turtle. They never talked much to each other ever since.

14 years ago, this boy enrolled into primary school. He did not resist after multiple brain-washing sessions took place in pre-school. Here he witness lewd acts of 6 year olds. A girl lifting up her skirt showing her panties to another boy held down by two other accomplices of the girl. This event left a scar in his childhood, tormented the eyes and corrupted minds of every witness to this event.

13 years ago, this boy discovered the skill of make belief statements by accident. He hid a book titled "how to draw" and bookmarked the page of a sketch picture of a women's breast under his bed because he was unable to comprehend what interest him so much about the lump of fat. When the book was discovered he used logic. "Who the hell would hide something like that under his own bed? I've never seen the thing before, it must be the other King, he wants to put me to blame!". Eureka.

12 years ago, this boy mastered the art of balancing on 2 wheels. He also discovered football, which he enjoyed playing with total strangers in the field behind his house. He also mastered the art of opening the doors and gate silently to elude detection whenever he escaped to the field without the knowledge of his superiors. Being stealth also led him to other discoveries which he will not describe at this point.

10 years ago, this mischievous boy understood and appreciated the concept of solitude, started questioning his very existence. Here he also met another great guy which he knows till now.

9 years ago, this mischievous naughty boy acknowledged the cane after skipping tuition classes for 3 months.

8 years ago, this mischievous naughty boy finally managed to defeat his superior in badminton, and he completed primary school and sweared that he'll never write chinese again.

7 years ago, this kid discovered pokemon, digimon and porn.

6 years ago, he was still addicted to porn and pokemon, and discovered cybercafes.

5 years ago, his computer broke down and he didn't continue his porn watching habit. However, he was still addicted to pokemon. He also helped out with the Ghost House project for canteen day.

4 years ago, this teenager finally acknowledges that he was afraid of girls. This didn't help him at all when he was interested in this girl.

3 years ago, this teenager was still afraid of talking to girls. He headed Ghost House 2, and managed great financial success. His friend of 7 years totally foiled his plans to get the girl he liked to the Ghost House which he managed to ask her to have a visit. This was done through the PA system directly facing the main crowd with something along the lines of, "This is a dedication coming from Chin Shenyang, going out to XXX with a message I love you." I hated the song [Daniel Beningfield-If you're not the one] ever since.

2 years ago, this teenager got his boring ass into form 6. He was forced to overcome his phobia of the other sex to adapt. Great success, but was also left to pick up pieces of his shattered heart.

1 year ago, this teenager studied his ass off and managed considerable success.

This year, this young adult enrolled into Malaysia's most prestigious university and things are looking good so far.

What's next for the next 20 years? I'll tell you the first installment of the next 20 year story, the next year that starts tomorrow.

Have a good 2007 everyone!

It's that time again!

2006-12-16T19:23:00.000+08:00

It's a time of celebration, a moment where we share and spread the spirit of commercialised Christmas, where we exchange presents and hope that every one got what they wished for, generate more income for the big companies, feed the addiction of lavish lifestyles of the old man in the company with round bellies and overweight CEO's with enough fat to generate electricity for a small city, and watch them get a new house for their mistress so that they keep both wives and tax officers away from their fortune, while we sulk at first sight of the unwrapped presents.

Most of you forget that there's an alternative way to celebrate christmas. The proper way. Since most of you do not think much about the birth of Christ, and enjoy singing "Rudolph the red nose reindeer" than "What child is this", and hope that Santa comes down your non-existent chimney than the coming of Christ, and wishes for global warming so that the weather gets haywire and start snowing in the tropics. This is what you do. You spend time with the friends around you.

With alcohol.

What else could you possibly ask for? Everyone takes a sip (2 sips/cups/mugs depending on the individual), gets high and happy, start shouting like mad mans on the streets which relieves stress, talk about things you normally wouldn't whisper about, secret affairs, crushes, who you killed and not feelings embarrass about it, because everyone will be laughing their ass off no matter what you say. This my friends, is the best way to celebrate Christmas and I urge you, everyone single one of you, to treasure this moment because it only comes around once a year, a moment that can never be returned but always kept in our memories.

Ahaks. I kid. Except for the last part.

Merry X'mas everyone, hope you have a blast no matter how you celebrate. And please slow down on the booze, drink responsibly, don't end up like this kid right here. Psssh, what was he thinking?!

Merry X'mas Everyone!

Afraid. No more.

2006-12-04T15:11:00.000+08:00

People are afraid of different things, but all of us share the same fear at some point of our lives. Perhaps most of us still are, we do not realize it, or choose to deny that we're afraid of change. Changes that affects our lives, that we do not know if it'll benefit us, good or bad unless we take that leap of faith. It is in the norm that we always want the good stuff, but it is always the fear to take that fall that prevents all of us to make that change.

We are afraid to fail, make mistakes, disappoint, accept criticism, ridiculed. Afraid to be ashamed, hurt and even afraid to seek for love. It is this fear that drives us to depression, anger, sadness and regret. The fear to change, to live outside the comfort zone, to give yourself a chance to be a better person.

We look at other peoples success and happiness and we question "How did they do it?", looking for tips, advises and shortcuts hoping that you'll have the same. We often forget, maybe clouded by their wealth that they too had bad times they had to deal with. We are always looking for happiness never sorrow. We are hypocrites, knowing that there's no such thing as a free lunch, yet, always hoping for one.

We should challenge ourselves to take that fall, rise up and do it all over again. There will be wounds, deep wounds sometimes. It take time to heal wounds, only time, and time is what we youth have in abundant. It'll be one hell of a journey and a story, because when you're old and fragile, you'll laugh and you'll be happy because you're satisfied that you led a full life, because the change you made, made you into a better person. And it'll be one hell of a story to tell , and they'll remember you, they'll remember that you're a great man who wasn't afraid to make that change, to make that great change, changes you make that will inspire them to face their fears, changes that will make them into a better person.

Make that move and take whatever that comes, even when all hell breaks loose you deal with it . Instead of living the rest of your life, regretting that you didn't.

I talked too much trying to convince myself to get my hair cut didn't I?

Doggy Fun.

2006-11-30T22:40:00.000+08:00

Now... most of you already know that I love my dogs. What you guys DON'T know, is why I love them.

Here's one reason.

My dogs are killing machines. You're crazy, is what you're probably telling me now. But being the person who prides himself as a person of truth and justice, I have with me, photographic evidence of their act in the massacre of the monitor lizard.

Now you see.. the next question you'd ask is.. "Where the hell did you find monitor lizards?", of course I could reply saying that also being the biologist that I am, I'm naturally inclined to see nature having fun at my backyard and I therefore lured them there, but it'll also contradict with what I said ealier about how much fun I get watching my dogs ripping its gut wide open. I'm starting to think that I've developed a interest in watching things die. Which kinda makes sense, since you can only cut it open and observe it's internal structure while it's dead. I'm gonna be one hell of a biologist.

Without wasting anytime, let me show you photographic evidence of their act.

On the top left, we have with us Subejct Killing Machine #1, codename: Baby @ Xiao Boy. Don't let him dumb appearance fool you, he is dumber than he actually looks. Infront of Baby, we have us Killing Machine #0, codename: Dude, who is in charge of lead operations, tactical and strategy. And infront of Dude, we have with us, uhhh.... the monitor lizard who is playing dead.

A close up of the scene revealed that the monitor lizard did not die from the jaws of Dude and Baby, there wasn't even a puncture to the reptileous scale.

So I dug a pit and buried it alive, and proceeded to stomp on the ground to make sure it doesn't crawl out.

And Dude was happy about it. Awwwww... Love ya lots too <3.

-The End-

Okay.. so I a bunch of things up. But it was a nice story right?

Thursday follow up.

2006-11-23T19:18:00.000+08:00

Bastards in the hospitals told me that I had to have the cast on for 3 fucking months. Easy for them to say, all they do in the tiny office is to look at X-rays, talk like a 80 year old grandmothers and watch porn when no one's around. Psssh. No wonder everyone wants to be a doctor these days.

I'm so lost right now, I don't know what to deal with first. Starting to feel a little suicidal.

Life on one leg.

2006-11-22T10:01:00.000+08:00

Has never been so interesting.
Bullshit. It ruined my plans for the semester break.

It was a Thursday morning and I decided that I'd go back home to Klang cause I felt like shit staying in coll. Meh... things started to bother me again, so I thought that it'll be better if I spent the last few hours studying back home for my last paper on Fri. It was fun walking all the way from my Coll to the LTR University Station 6 in the morning and took me about 45 minutes and almost my life, which I blame it on the lack of sleep or rather no sleep at all the previous night. The fun didn't end there, I walked all the way back home from the commuter station.

Here comes the interesting part.

I was on my way back to UM after dinner, bought my ticket and heard the train coming. So I ran up the stairs and back down again, only to see that the doors were closing and the train moving so very slowly away from me.

"Fuck." I said. Then I took a tumble for what reason I don't remember. Stood back up, brushed myself clean and tried not to make any eye contact with anyone. Then I realized that my feet felt a little weird, I looked down and found out that my feet was bend inwards. Like any other self respecting man that worships Jack Bauer, I thought to myself,

"WWJBD (What Would Jack Bauer Do)"
"He'll kick his feet back in place and start kicking terrorist ass."

So I tried to bend it out back without much success. Then I suddenly realized that I wasn't feeling any pain at all. No pain wasn't good, so I called my sis, hopped up the stairs, back down again, got my ass into the car and I was on my way to the hospital.

This is how I looked like when I was first admitted, having fun on the wheelchair.

This is me after a few minutes.

This is how my feet looked like.

After the diagnostic test the doc sent me to get a cast done, I took off my shoes and this is how is it looked like.

Try comparing it with your leg. Now look down, see how your limb runs all the way down to your feet. Ouch! You got that right.

So I got back to the doctor and she says that I got to get admitted, cause they can't just snap it back in place without having me sedated. In other words, they were just too chicken shit to do it. Back in the ward the Orthopedic doc told me that I have 2 joints dislocated and that it was very easy to get the ankle dislocated but very hard to get it back in, told me to expect surgery if they couldn't do it manually. He also told me to forget about tomorrow's test, which I was delighted to hear about. During this moment my body went into shock because there was too much fluid around the dislocated area making it swell. My sister got scared seeing me shivering violently every few seconds and went away. Which meant no pictures.

So I started to make calls to get contacts to inform them of my possible absence tomorrow in the exam hall, while dealing with the pain in the ankle, the MA trying to insert a line into my veins THREE times before he got it right, a painkiller jab, the occasional shock and signing documents with my LEFT hand while still in shock.

After a while I was wheeled back into the cast-making room where I was sedated and fell asleep faster that you can say "OH SHI-!". The next thing I knew, I was feeling my underpants. Seriously. The first thing that came into mind was "Those bastards stole my jeans!" not realizing that there could be far worst things that could have happen other than having my jeans stolen. I got home at midnight and didn't care much about the leg. I had the exam the next day.

Now that the exams are over and done with, got my stuff back home from coll. That leaves me with nothing to do.

Thank you fate. I'm so going to cry soon. Ass.

I Rule.

2006-10-24T16:30:00.000+08:00

And I got a damm good reason for that. You remember your parents saying that what you do as a kid decides what you become in the future? Well... for that reason, it is absolutely, totally, safe to say that I rule.

See it for yourself, I've got proof.

Standing tall.. standing very tall.

Close up of that laugh.

I even had my own evil laugh going on there. 'Nuff said.

I'm so proud of myself. *Sniff*

It Bites.

2006-10-22T11:30:00.000+08:00

You know... It's been a hard week and all. Not the kind where you work your ass out and feel really tired about it. It's the kind where you sit your ass down, do nothing when your exam's around the corner, don't give a rats shit about that, and everything else that's happening around you while you think about things that shouldn't be really bothering you because you've already been through it and settled the score. Then you start to feel real down and depressed cause you know you've settled that.. But you don't know why does it have to come back and haunt you. After that.. You start to think about how you should have dealt with the matter.. Even though you know that it didn't really matter anymore.. Cause it's something of the past and most importantly because YOU SETTLED THE DAMM SCORE! Then you start to feel mellow about it and it DISTRACTS YOU FROM EVERY SINGLE DAMM THING YOU DO.

And the worst thing is that you can't tell anyone about it.. cause it'll have bad bad implications. BAD. Like real bad bad, something like losing one of your limbs. And your head. I mean you lose your head cause you lost your limbs. And from then on... You're in deep shit, and everything is thrown off equilibrium and Le' Chatellier isn't there to save your from that imbalance, no increase in forward/backward reactions, you'll just remain in deep shit. Deep deep shit.

So that was how my week was, I didn't tell anyone about it, settled it myself and I've moved on. BUT THE DAMM THING JUST HAD TO HAUNT ME, as if my sub-consciousness isn't happy on how I dealt with it. Well... Sub-conscious Shenyang, up your sub-conscious ass, bugger. I'm done with it. I'm gonna go study right now and you god damm memories everything I read into your little sub-conscious mind. Shit ass.

October is also the month where you feel a *lie*little*lie* pinch in your pocket.

Happy bithday to..

Ahaks, branch leader. Such calibre. She's take on world leader soon. XD

And of course a few more people who I'm too lazy to mention.

Happy... happy... B'day. You guys had better enjoyed the cake. I mean it.

A little late. Eh, no?

2006-06-03T20:08:00.000+08:00

Meh.. we're already in the month of June, that's like half way through the year and it only seemed that I welcomed the new year drunk only a couple months ago. Yeah yeah.. I know exactly that 6 months IS a couple of months my brain hasn't decomposed to such a state where I wouldn't know how long 6 months is. 6 months is a couple of months!

~~6 months huh? Six frigging long months has passed and it only seemed that I welcomed the new year drunk only a couple weeks ago.~~

-Draft kept since June

This exactly shows how long I've been neglecting this spot. Again. Meh.. It's already September and soon it's be over, October will be upon us in no time. Which also brings about the dreaded finals in it's wake. Die.

On another note, I'm proud to announce that I can now tie my hair in such a fashion.

Hair!

Oh.. which also reminds me that I'm already 20, like I care anyway. Psssssh. My friends did though, cause they had a good time creaming me. Meh.. man did they did a good job, I was sniffing pieces of chocolate cheesecake up my nostrils the entire night. Thanks for that guys.

Experiences during my uni life will be up soon. Yeah.. I wished that I could trust myself when I say soon.

Last Day!

2006-03-31T17:48:00.000+08:00

There won't be any work for me for the next few weeks! I told boss a week ago that I was going to quit end of this month and today is the end of the month! Akakakakkaz, got paid and left the place. Boss said she appreciated my work and she's willing to take me in if I'm on holidays and what not. Whatever boss!

But I didn't tell the kids that I'll be gone, I wonder how their reaction will be.

Audrey, Ashwin, Daniel x3(3 different daniels if you're wondering), Angel, Chee Chuan, Yi Ping, Nuva, Ri Zhou, Tian Yin, Alex, Sharma, Satishan, Surenthran, Rueben, Prasant, Karthik, Trishan, Veron, Hung Cheong, Vimal, Thivvya, Sie Unn, Pavitra, Harvieen, Haresh, Ethan, Lilian, Eireen, Soo Sun and her sister (forgot name =PpPP). Ohhh oh.. And not forgetting Megan and Sher Rou. I can tell you now with full confidence that Klang will be filled with pretty girls in the next decade or so. =X

It's been a pleasure to teach those kids. But I've got enough of teaching each kid how to do algebra, simple division, or subtraction (OMG, horror) for the rest of the year.

But something happened today that made me believe that I made the right choice. A mother to a student today did something really, uh.. you decide. She was at the door which I just so happen to walk pass, I saw her, with her head tilted abit to the side, smiled with her half closed eyes and gave me wave only kawaii-wannabe girls <15 years of age are capable of.

My multi-tasking brain was momentarilly trying to figure out a solution for a log question and figuring how to tell boss about my resignation, shutted down at that instant and gave me a WTF warning.I walked back to my table with my brain slowly rebooting trying to comprehend what actually happen, I realised that, shit, I really made the right move to quit today.

I shit you not, you don't want to see that coming from a women aged >30. NEVER. The horror.. Maybe it's a new genre of horror movie that she discovered.. herself. Stephen Spielberg could use her script to make award winning shows featuring Tom Cruise. Again.

AKAKAKAKAKA.

I'm still trying to figure out how to spend the money I earned. Having a hard time figuring that out, even before that horror filled event.

Yeah.. I did open the door, took me some time to remember that I did. Damm woman!

Untittled.

2006-03-29T22:23:00.000+08:00

'Cos I like it so. But I would be lying if I told you that.

I've been blog hopping lately and I noticed that my writing skills aren't even up to par with average bloggers, how depressing. =(

Honestly, I got a band 5 in MUET without knowing what verbs, tenses, nouns are and possibly every other technical aspects of the English language. With a limited vocabulary and knowing not how to use bombastic words even when I know what they mean, partially. I think.

I do not read articles in full, instead I scan and somehow only read important keywords and make up the rest of the story using common sense. I guess this implicated me in such a way that I'm unable to apply things that I already know. Maybe it's because I'm not much of a reader, and I don't write much unless I have to. Perhaps it's because of the way I was brought up and taught. Whatever it is, I am much aware that pointing the finger to anyone only result in 4 of my own fingers pointing back at me, because I didn't put in any noticeable effort that could change all this.

Such display of ignorance to my own mistake nonetheless would only put me at loss. I have to pull through and I will do it.

Expect increased frequencies of posts, and poorly constructed sentences.

Jack Bauer.

2006-02-13T11:01:00.000+08:00

Because he's like soooooooooooooooooooo damn cool, he deserves to be on the TOP! I love the interweb, and i thank the genius who created the internet. THANK YOU! And not forgetting the creator of BT! Now I can watch all the lastest episodes of ANY TV shows just like any fat, dirty, non-showering, TV watching American! And it gets even better..

I GET TO BRING THEM WHEREVER I GO! I Love my PSP to bits I tell you. BITS! THANK YOU, creators of the magnificient console, the EVAH wonderful, and stylish, cool...

PSP! FTW!

Past week has been good so far, nothing much to complain about, except for the fact that this years ang pau is a all time low record. I gueess I made my relatives (especially fathers side) think that they wouldn't need to give away so much considering that I'm working now. So... sucks to that. But at the same time.. I'm not bothered to count the money I've recieved, I mean.. my red packets are still locked and loaded and I forgot to bring back my ang pau from Chi Sum's place. So... yeah.

Boss said that she wanted to change the pay rate from hourly to monthly.. Lets just hope that it's more than what I'm getting paid now. 600~700, please? Considering that I'm working 88 hours per month, if I were to get paid 600~700, that would mean that I'm getting paid.. uh.. 7~8 bucks per hour.

I hope that I do get 700, pretty please?

Uh... nothing much else to report. Other than saying hellow to Joanne for stumbling across. Hehehe..

Signing Out!

Woof.

2006-02-02T00:42:00.000+08:00

Happy CNY, enter the year of the dog.

The dogs celebrated the new year by beheading the chicken. Well... at least that was what my dogs did to the chicken at home.

Happy doggy year people. Get rid of the chickens, and get a dog. You can save yourself the trouble and let the dogs do the job.

Emo Punk Cult Member.

2006-01-06T11:52:00.000+08:00

I CUT MY FUNKING HAIR.

I'VE GOT NO MORE LONG HAIR, ONLY SPIKES THAT ARE MEANT TO PIERCE THROUGH REINFORCED TITANIUM BLOCKS.

OMFG.

6th Jan.

0900: Woke up and came online. Read stuff about PSP like I usually do. Unlike the other days I rise early from my bed to get a proper haircut in order to make myself more marketable to the work force.

1000: Bath and prepared for the trip to the saloon. Thought about what I wanted to do with my hair. Priority No. 1 Hair must be long. Period.

1015: On the road to the saloon Wai Tuck had his hair done, passed by APT. Still closed, moved on, found a parking space right opposite the salon.

1020: Initiated operation Get My Hair Cut. Stormed the front. Found Aunties waiting. Shit. Waited with Aunties. Nothing to do. Wished that I brought PSP to show off. Took magazine from drawer. All female related. No Choice, settled with FEMALE.

1030: The fella came, asked me what I wanted with my hair. In Chinese. Mentioned priority No. 1. Established mission objective with stylist. He mumbo jumbled something which I didn't understand completely, I nod.

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I DIDN'T FUCKING KNOW THAT HE WAS GONNA CUT IT SHORT. ASSSSSSSS!

1040: Watch in disbelief when hair came off slowly.. More hair came from me than the auntieSSSS combined. Made weird faces. He came out with funny scissors and continued with his work.

1100: Almost done, started to style my hair (THERE'S NO MORE FUNKING HAIR!!! FOOOLS!) in different ways, ~~found one nice~~ NOTTT! NEVER! Washed hair, blow dried, gel the hair a little more. Paid..

AND LEFT THE FUNKING PLACE FOR GOOD.

Msg-ed sis, Wai Tuck, Suet Lee, Sue Lynn and some other people

"I now belong to some emo punk cult with spiked hair. SHIT"

SHIT.

We have a winner!

2005-06-20T16:55:00.000+08:00

Consistency Preveils!

Aww.. don't be sad Dude.. I promise I'll do better next time.

What? You don't believe me?
So much for being man's best friend, eh? Where does your loyalty lies?!
No dinner for you!

Hehe.. i knew you were just kidding about that.. good boy!

Here you go Dude, Beetles for dinner, not much different from your daily staple of Butterflies. Bon appétit!

Thoughts into words.

2004-06-03T20:12:00.002+08:00

This is for me, and I need help. I need to put my thoughts into words to make things clear, as fucked up as I've made things as it is now, I want to make things right again, it's the 3rd time I've said it, but nothing has been done. Time to change.

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Girl
Guy
Me

Continuation from Girl is with Guy. After 13th Feb.

Happiest day of my life, confronted Girl and told her that I was into her, but she was already with Guy, Girl told that she had thoughts about us together, but Girl felt that I was treating her only as a friend. I was late.. Girl has commitments, didn't need her to tell me that. Ironic eh? Found out that Girl is with Guy and yet happiest day of my life.

Thought that I could handle things, being best of friends, Girl told me Girl's friend proposed 3 times but was turned down but they remained best of friends. Thought that I could do the same, so I decided to wait, no matter how long it would take, no matter how painful it would get, no matter whatever, I would wait.

Saw girl the day school re-opened, broad smile on my face, she smiled back. That's all I needed I thought, she smiling. As long as she smiles back there's nothing I couldn't face. I was wrong.

Fast forward a week and pain starts to set in.. didn't get to talk to Girl much, didn't get to see Girl much. Couldn't bear watching Girl having fun with Guy. Whenever they were around I excused myself. Friend was having a though time trying his luck with Girl's friend (Target). He was in the dumps. So was I. Friend was jealous because Target was always around with another guy. Friend told Target about this, confessed to Target multiple times, rejected but remained as friends. Friend said something stupid, said that he wanted to end this. Friend told Girl about it, Target found out and wasn't happy.

I told Girl about Friend's situation, Girl said that Friend shouldn't be jealous because Friend isn't anyone to Target. I disagree, I told Girl that you don't have to have a special relationship to get the right to feel jealous. With courage I told Girl, "What if I told you that I feel the same with you and Guy?". Didn't say anything after that, wasn't sure if she heard it anyways.

Things started to go downhill from here, things were awkward, we couldn't find anything to talk about. Felt that she started to distant, I let things slide. Knuckles hurt from wall punching, frequent breakdowns, enter the worst phase of my life.

Study week came, and things remained almost the same. Never got to see Girl much.. the only time I get to see Girl was watching Girl and Guy with their "group study". Started to meet Girl less and less, cause Girl was always with Guy and if they were together chances are I won't be around. The thought of Girl didn't care crept in. This is when I started avoiding Girl, whether Guy was around or not.

This is how we've always been I told myself, ever since Girl met Guy. We would be friends whenever Guy wasn't around, Girl would smile back at me whenever Guy was around, that is as much as a response I would get whenever Guy was around. Strangers that meet too often I told myself. Smile wasn't enough anymore. It degraded to talking whenever she needed something otherwise we were silent, it made me think that I was used.

I know that Girl isn't the kind of person, but I couldn't help thinking about it. It was the only way I could find any excuse to allow myself to hate and avoid Girl. The week passed on and we're back home again. Things were the same, never heard a word from her. We were back in uni preparing for our trip to leave for Shanghai, I avoided at every occasion.

2 days before departure she approached me and talked to me. It was 4th week of silence. After that Girl SMS-ed me that I told her before that I'd be best of friends, Girl wished that it was so. I laughed, best of friends? only after 4 weeks? BULLSHIT. Despite all this, I wanted things to be normal again. I thought, you'll suffer with or without her around, might as well be with her. I wanted to make things right, I told her that I'd tell her about things in Shanghai.

Never happened. I didn't have the courage to go up to her and talk. Didn't know why. Girl was around Guy anyway, and I had to be away.

Fast forward 1 week after trip. Went to her place and put the CDs containing the trip's pictures in her mailbox at 12am cause she asked for the pictures. Didn't tell her that I was going. Then went down to Malacca to tour a little, came back at 4am. Don't know why I did it.

Just yesterday, Girl came on MSN. I ask how she was doing. Girl replied. Girl then asked me when I went to her place and why I didn't tell her so. I didn't answer her question. Girl said "still fren?", I told her I didn't know where to put us, cause it is really hard to be her friend. Hard in the sense that I still have feelings for her. Girl understood in that sense. Girl said that she worked hard for this friendship, I didn't say anything. Girl said that she doesn't feel good with things like, said that she didn't like the gap that we have. I told her I'm going to have lunch and left. When I came back I saw this "no matter v r still frens anot but u r stil my fren..."

I went soft.

Now.. there are alot of things that I want to say, but I don't know if I should. Like how she has changed from free spirit to boyfriend obsessed, Girl told me before that she didn't like boyfriend to cling around her, of course she doesn't. Cause if boyfriend could find time to cling to her instead of her clinging to him, I'd be suprised.

Her concept of best of friends, friends are totally screwed. How she manage to not feel good and have a wonderful time with boyfriend at the same time. How she manage not to notice the GAP between us until now. How she manage to think that we were best of friends at any point of our relationship after she met Guy. How in the hell she worked hard for our friendship and.. and.. 6 weeks of silence?

If you think that I'm starting to hate her, I do. But I also cannot let go of my feelings, don't get me wrong, it's not that I do not want to, but I cannot. Despite of what she has done, despite of the 6 weeks of silence, I still ache when I think of Girl and Guy, I can't even face it when both of them are online at the same time.

How should I do this? Should I even go ahead with this?