UNTITLED

2010-10-14T06:40:00.000-07:00

This is just so that my blog wouldn't die here, all alone and forgotten, like roadkill or something gruesomely similar. Heck, I shouldn't even be blogging anyway, but STUDYING.

Ah yes. Studying.

In my college, CODS (Which stands for College of Dental Sciences btw, and whoever who named the college sure isn't winning any creativity awards) the first batch of students are MY seniors, who apparently did so well (11 out of 14 got Distinctions), that all Malaysians are semi-worshipped as some sort of know-it-alls who.... know it all.

Heck, so not true.

Imagine going around on a tour of the campus (note I used the word "campus" with a very straight face) and being told by every department we visited how awesome our seniors are and how awesome we were expected to be, as well.

To anyone who might happen to be coming to India in the future to study, be prepared. Be very prepared.

Be prepared to wake up every morning with a feeling of pending doom and misery.

Be prepared to go to sleep every (mid)night feeling so grateful that you can finally get some rest.

Be prepared to be told "Oh by the way, we're having our exams in two weeks" at any point in time, even though the exams aren't expected for a whole more month.

Be prepared to spend lots of money on plane tickets back home because you're not going to know when the semester breaks are, until maybe a couple of weeks before the actual holiday by when tickets to and fro would cost you roughly the price of a mobile phone.

Let's just say that... There's no real, organised system here. And it's hectic, chaotic, yet fun.

You never know if one day you're going to walk right into the middle of a riot in the streets.

You never know when you're going to be hit with uncontrollable bowel movement that would cause random, barely-controlled, brown explosions every half hour.

I'm really starting to appreciate the feeling of holidays now. Even two days off from class is like a godsend, because our schedules are just so effing packed. YES IN INDIA, YOU DO NOT GET SATURDAYS OFF. Classes are six days a week, and considering the fact that a week has only 7 days, that's a pretty small amount of time off.

I don't even know what I'm trying to blog about. Byes.

India

2010-10-01T11:32:00.000-07:00

I had actually decided to write up a whole blog post on how I thought that India was a huge but rather realistic figment of someone's rather Tolkien imagination, and how the disturbances in the 5th dimension caused eddies in the space-time continuum, and how too much fried egg was bad for health, but decided to just be direct about it.

Let us just begin with an FAQ, or more rather FGA (Frequently Given Answers) for the vaguely curious people out there.

Yes I am in India.

No I do not speak Tamil or Hindi now.

No I do not have an Indian boyfriend, nor am I actively searching for one. So rest assured I will not bring back an Indian husband.

Yes I'm adapting very well, thank you very much.

Yes the classes are crazy.

No there is no beef here.

No the weather is not unbearably hot.

Yes I have a rather nice hostel, that would probably beat most private Malaysian hostels, even.

No I have not acquired a pet PG........ yet.

And no I am not pregnant (this bit particularly dedicated to a snatch of conversation I heard while eavesdropping on my roommate on the phone)

Yes my classmates are quite nice people.

Yes the food is quite good, and cheap.

No I do not eat roti canai's everyday.

Yes Davangere is pretty survivable. I do like the place.

Yes my professors are extremely knowledgeable.

Yes I HAVE done dissection, ie. cut up a dead guy's scalp and face.

And in relation to the FGA above, NO we dental students do not get to cut up balls. Both female and male, upper and lower. If you get my drift.

Ok so now I would assume that most people who don't happen to be studying in India are more enlightened, let us move on.

And just for the sake of the people reading this who haven't stumbled across my photo album on India on Facebook, I'll post a few photos here, and follow up with my professional, cool opinion on India in general.

A typical view of a typical Indian street, in smaller towns.

My dissection kit, which is currently sitting unused in my drawer, because I always borrow someone else's.

A sight that is nearly always common in Davangere. Pigs.

And uh... My hostel.

And right outside the hostel.

Goats (I forgot what sound it was that goats make, so I'll just type "baa baa" here and hope nobody notices that.) BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP.

My prostho lab, where we spend two hours each week attempting to make dental impressions, or more rather, attempting to apply the mould to the mould tray correctly. Out of that 2 hours, it's safe to say that 80% of that time is spent waiting for water to boil so we can soften our moulds.

And I would obviously like to pretend that this is what we have everyday, but it would be too obvious a lie. We just have this once a week :p

Study now. Bye bye.

P/S: I would very much love some bak kut teh right now.

Bozo the Penguin

2010-08-07T08:11:00.000-07:00

There was once a species-confused penguin, and his name was Bozo.

2010-07-09T11:19:00.000-07:00

It was a dark, stormy night.

Yes, it really was a dark stormy night. I know you might not believe me, due to the tendency of most stories to begin on dark stormy nights, but trust me on this one. This particular story really begun on a dark story night.

As I was saying...

It was a dark, stormy night. Everyone had gone to sleep. The big old clock ticked the seconds away, each tick ominously counting down towards the time when...

BOOM!

The door crashed open.

And there, stood....

Departure =(

2010-07-07T10:12:00.001-07:00

I will be leaving Malaysia on the tentative date of the 25th of August.

That's a good three weeks later than what we were first told. I'm already beginning to rot at home doing absolutely nothing (Although I DO find this process of rotting quite enjoyable and relaxing, I don't think it's wise to maintain a prolonged state of rotting-ness).

How can this be?? I only planned to rot for two months, no more, no less! Now I'm supposed to rot for a further three weeks?

Maybe I'll do something PRODUCTIVE. For example, study Hindi/ study Anatomy/ learn to cook/ anything else that doesn't involve the use of computer.

2010-07-03T11:28:00.000-07:00

One of the prettiest things I've ever seen:

I know I play Harvest Moon a little too much. After maybe a whole year (real years, not game years) of hard work, I'm filthy rich. MUHAHAHA. Em... Anyway, that's my sprite standing in the middle of a field of flowering buckwheat. And I stand to gain maybe 9000 buckwheat when it's ready for harvest.

Now, if only my 17 million game money could be converted to US Dollars....

=)

Some sort of a story...

2010-06-25T09:55:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, there was a box.

Yes, a box.

An ordinary, not-so-unusual, perfectly normal, very un-extraordinary, brown cardboard box. The kind that people put things into and tape the lids shut with tape, to carry stuff around. The kind that you can normally find stacked up in some dark, creepy, dusty corner of your house, containing little odds and ends that you never use but can't bear to throw away.

That kind of box.

As an ordinary, not-so-unusual, perfectly normal, very un-extraordinary, brown cardboard box, it led an ordinary, not-so-unusual, perfectly normal, very un-extraordinary, brown cardboardy kind of life.

All day long it sat in its dark, creepy, dusty corner. It just sat there, making absolutely no sound.

And it sat.

And sat.

And never made a sound.

It did absolutely nothing.

It sat there for years and years, still doing absolutely nothing. Ancient civilisations rose and fell. The telephone was invented. The first bicycles and first cars appeared on the road. The first airplane streaked across the blue skies. The first cars hit the first bicycles, paving the way for modern medicine.

And still, it did absolutely nothing.

And one fine day, with the sun shining brightly outside and the birds chirping cheerfully, the box realised something.

"I'm bored," it whispered to itself, in its brown-cardboardy voice.

In case you don't know what a brown-cardboardy voice is like, find a brown cardboard box and wait for it to speak. But since waiting for one to speak would take simply ages and by the time it actually spoke you would be long dead and gone and your great-great-great-great-great-great grandchildren would be there listening in your place, a brown-cardboardy voice is like the soft, feathery whisper of cornstalks in the cool evening breeze.

Brown cornstalks, for that matter.

ANYWAY.

"I'm bored," the brown cardboard box whispered to itself, realising with a shock that the strange, buzzing sensation it had been feeling all these years that it had been trying to categorise into a certain colour, was actually something called boredom.

Of course, it never succeeded in determining what colour the feeling was, particularly because the only colour it knew was black and brown (the cardboard kind of brown).

"I'm bored," it murmured again, in revelation, feeling a renewed spirit as the foreign feeling of enlightenment surged across it cardboard body.

(The cardBOARD was BORED. Tee hee I made a pun.)

ANYWAY.

So the brown cardboard box decided to do something. It rather slowly (as it had never thought much before, and therefore intelligent thinking was a process rather new to it) concluded that the source of its boredom was that it normally whiled away the time doing absolutely nothing, and so it decided that it should do something.

This new idea was so awesomely foreign (or foreignly awesome) to the brown cardboard box, that it started skipping.

The only problem is, it was a brown cardboard box after all. The kind that people put things into and tape the lids shut with tape, to carry stuff around. The kind that you can normally find stacked up in some dark, creepy, dusty corner of your house, containing little odds and ends that you never use but can't bear to throw away.

The brown cardboard box was too heavy, too full of little odds and ends, to actually skip.

It didn't give up, though. As a very ordinary brown cardboard box, it didn't know how to give up, like most humans do.

It attempted a somersault, but only succeeded in stubbing a corner into the wall.

It attempted a pirouette, but couldn't lift itself enough above the floor.

It attempted a backflip, but still it couldn't lift itself enough above the floor.

It attempted a very simple, very basic, skip.

Thud.

Delighted by its progress, it tried it again.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

It got tired soon, though, as it wasn't used to skipping and thudding across the floor in that manner. Most undignified for a brown cardboard box, Mother would say disapprovingly, waving her brown cardboard lids in the air, proving her point. Most undignified. Brown cardboard boxes do not usually dance around like that.

Resigned to its fate to be forever boared, the brown cardboard box settled back into its dark, creepy, dusty corner.

But all was not lost.

Along came a robot.

It wasn't an ordinary, not-so-unusual, robot.

This robot was special, unique, one-of-its-kind.

It had wheels for legs, a squarish body, and a smiley face, with a baby carrot for its nose. Its inventor had been psychologically tormented by smiley faces as a child, and as his favourite past time had been to build snowmans and scavenge the kitchen for carrots for the snowman's nose, he had built the robot in honour of the snowman he never got to finish, particularly because the next-door boy's rabbit kept eating the carrots he found.

The robot's name was Jack, named after the next-door boy's rabbit.

Jack whirred and hummed and whistled and clicked, but not all at the same time, as he wheeled himself up to the brown cardboard box.

Jack observed the brown cardboard box. Where others saw a plain, ordinary, brown cardboard box, Jack saw a superstar in the making. A starlet full of potential.

"I can make you.... famous," Jack whispered to the brown cardboard box, in a perfect, Gollum-like whisper. He had practised this whisper for these kind of moments.

"I can give you everything you ever wanted. The life of the rich and famous. All the female boxes and boxers you want. And all you have to do is give me your soul..."

"But," the brown cardboard box replied miserably, "I have no soul."

Jack the robot considered this, scratching its baby carrot nose. He thought for a while.

"You're right," he said at last, and disappeared in a puff of orange smoke.

THE END.

Thank you for reading, if you did.

Sorry to Daniel Chong, for stealing your ideas. Dedicated to you anyway, for no particular reason at all =P

Ueda Picspam!

2010-06-24T12:18:00.000-07:00

HIGHLY ADVISABLE FOR EVERYONE TO JUST SKIP THIS POST AND READ THE OTHER ONE I DID TO MAKE UP FOR THIS

First, introducing KAT-TUN, my current (very strange) obsession, seeing as how I decided to hate them when I first got to listen to their music and watch them on SC and other shows.

And from maybe 5 years ago...

(I couldn't resist putting this up)

I have to admit that KAT-TUN is very different. Different in the way that they're not the "typical" Asian stars. Taguchi is good in acrobatics. Koki is a rapper. Kazuya is an actor and also brilliant at acrobatics. Nakamaru beatboxes. Jin is touring America doing solo concerts. Ueda is a boxer - he has a license for it.

And what makes them EXTREMELY different from other Japanese musicians in that sense is that:
1. Their music is like a combination of American hip hop and rock, and Japanese pop
2. Their style can be very.... er.... shocking.
3. (only applies to Jin and Koki) Song lyrics with sexual references.

Obviously, I do not listen to Gackt, so I can't compare. But ANYWAY...

My favourite KAT-TUN member: Tatsuya Ueda
XD

Yes I know he looks very feminine. But he's... cute, for the lack of a better word. TEE HEE

*credits to people at AsianFanatics

I realise that none of them are current pictures. Looking for nice ones now =D

Black Shirts

2010-06-21T04:05:00.000-07:00

In a fruitless attempt to search for a pink shirt, I discovered that my casual wardrobe is full of black shirts and shirts that do not deserve to ever see the light of the sun. But more black shirts.

So I'm wearing a back shirt instead.

R.I.P.

2010-06-17T09:59:00.000-07:00

In Loving Memories of

Madam Lim, Uncle Roland, Joash, Jacinth and Jelyn

You will be missed

Pray for Auntie Chin Loi, Jemima and Josiah, for a speedy recovery, and may God help their family through this tough time.

A not so summary of a summary

2010-06-14T11:46:00.000-07:00

Well since I haven't updated my blog ever since KI ended, I thought that maybe I'll just post a quick summary of what I've done so far, just in case any soul out there in the wide universe is even remotely interested in what I've been up to lately.

I know that my blog doesn't have all those photos that most other blogs tend to have. Well, the part of my mind that is supposedly a self-confessed arrogant freak would like to say that this is because I don't need any particularly astounding graphics to distract the readers' attention away from my bad writing, simply because my writing ain't all that bad.

But the part of my mind that is supposedly a self-confessed arrogant freak also does not exist.

Frankly, I'm just too lazy to upload pictures. The whole tedious process of find a nice angle, adjust settings, take photo, Bluetooth photo to computer, edit photo, rename photo, upload photo just bores me. Heck, even typing out this paragraph has convinced me that I have truly wasted a minor but good portion of my life trying to explain the obvious.

Well. I would have posted the photos of the KI graduation here, but... As a matter of fact, as I type out this particular words, I am trying to recall if I have transferred the photos to my computer from the camera. I'm pretty sure that I have, but I can't find them anywhere =/ I mean, how else did I upload them onto Facebook?

So I stole some from my Facebook photo albums. But then again, it's technically not stealing if I take them from myself, is it?

I wonder why I'm posing like that, though.

Me and my roommate, Mei Yee. Did I mention the absolute failure of the three of us who had resided in 8-2A-1 to take a photo together for the entire duration of KI? ......Well I just mentioned it, I guess.

Another unexplained pose, with a fellow future Davangerian. For the less-informed, it's one of Toma's junior hand signal thingies. Lol.

Those ugly green graduation robes, which effectively puzzled more than a hundred supposedly intellectually superior JPA scholars on the exact technique of putting them on.

With a whole lot of girls. I notice that photo-taking with the girls usually (and effectively) leads to more and more random females who just happen to be around the area joining in the photo, which then concludes with me taking a photo with a bunch of people I normally don't hang around with. Lol.

With Lynthia, one of the two girls who helped with me my makeup =D The other is Felicia, but I didn't take a photo with her =(

My girlfriend/boyfriend =P

And then there was BTN, the camp compulsory for all students before going to study overseas, government servants, and various other fellow countrymen of the sort. It's supposed to be an educational camp, and granted, there was quite a lot of learning to be done. Unfortunately most of the learning was done in rather non-study-conducive conditions, as many people would attest. However, we did learn enough along the lines of the country's laws and also quite enough to induce several Perlembagaan related jokes for the following few days.

Another example of the strange behaviour I mentioned earlier. Lol. This time I was the random passerby.

And of course, the most memorable part of the entire course for us: the Kembara. Walking through a mangroove swamp isn't exactly the brightest thing to do as a hobby, seeing that less risky hobbies like stamp-collecting are easy options, but it was fun anyhow.

And for an explanation as to why I was using my phone to take a picture as I was knee-deep in filthy, muddy water..............................

Then there was my church camp that I didn't attend. Well my sisters got baptised, and the photos are.... with Dr. Er and Auntie Ivy. Lol. Nothing much to blog about, because all I remember is standing there in the playground watching my younger Youth friends play on the see-saw and thinking how old I felt.

And as for now, I am currently sitting on the floor in the middle of nowhere.

If the middle of nowhere could be positively identified as Teluk Batik in Sitiawan. Or near Sitiawan, I'm not very familiar with the geography of the area.

Keshan says that I get bored very easily. Well I suppose that is true, as that would lead to the fact that: a. I whine a lot; b. I have a short attention span; c: I need a lot of things to do to keep me occupied.

So I went about looking for things to do to keep me occupied.

So I tried making a tiramisu cake.

And failed. Due to the rather conspicuous absence of a certain ingredient called mascarpone cheese in the entire Muar. I substituted it with a mixture of cream cheese, milk and light cream, which would have worked perfectly had I not overdone the milk part, as I always do.

No photo, for rather obvious reasons. Another reason for the complete absence of any photographic proof of the existence of the tiramisu would be that it was nearly finished before I realised that I hadn't taken a photo.

And then, I discovered the game commands on Dota, which led to me entering the command for unlimited gold and getting the best weapons and armour at the start of the game, which then led to a ridiculously high number of kills for a complete noob (73 kills), which then led to me getting so bored of it that I had to find something else to occupy myself with.

Then I discovered Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Downloading the e-book after the thought occurred to me that it might be entertaining (and also after realising that Daniel probably quoted half the book to me even before I knew what the story was about) and am now at the fourth book. And my brain is now fried with sheer randomness, which can't possibly be good.

And so, then due to my strange voyeuristic tendencies to read Susu's journal, I decided to start one of my own. I brought along a nice, unused notebook, a nice blue pen, and after marshalling all my thoughts into understandable, writable paragraphs (and even coming up with a very nice opening line for my journal) I sat down on a nice, comfortable, squishy armchair with notebook in hand.... And realised that I had lost my pen somewhere.

The whole universe has to be laughing at me.

PS: None of the above incidents are linked to each other in the "action and consequence" sort of way. They just all coincidentally and broke maybe a couple of rules of improbability (although not THAT improbable to an extreme) and all happened to nicely fit into one blog post.

Oh, and also, did I mention that I'll be leaving Malaysia soon? The departure date is rumoured to be around the end of July or the start of August. So that would mean that I'll be leaving on the 32nd of July or the 0th of August.

Thank you for reading.

The Most Pointless Blog Post EVER

2010-05-22T11:30:00.000-07:00

I'm SLEEPY!!

Dream Boys... And More

2010-05-16T07:48:00.000-07:00

Well a little intro for those who don't know, which is probably everyone who's reading this (IF anyone is even reading this). Actually I'm not really clear on the topic either, but here goes.

Dream Boys is a boxing-themed musical, the first starring the then newly-debuted KAT-TUN and the senior group Kanjani8, Dream Boys 2006: KAT-TUN vs Kanjani8. From what I can see, it plays every year (or once every two years, I'm not sure) with a different storyline. So the one that I have is the 2006 version, although it's not complete.

And there was this one song that really stood out among the others, particularly because at that moment when I rewatched it (and paying attention to the song lyrics) there were parts of the song that I felt that I could really relate with.

So the story at this time was that Subaru, a professional boxer who died from his boxing injuries, donated his heart to his younger brother who was at that time suffering from a heart disease and waiting for a heart transplant. So this is part of the song that Subaru sang to his brother, loosely translated:

I'm so glad to be able to have met you
Even though this is now our goodbye
I will never forget you, even though I'll be going on a journey far away
If this is to be the end, I'll not hesitate to say "Thank you, thank you so much"
If we are ever reborn, and don't recognise each other then
It'll be great even if we meet again

There are people in our life that we may only meet once, for brief periods of time, and then we have to move on. Like.... a network of blood capillaries. At some point, our long journey through life (represented by each capillary) might cross, but then life moves on and we continue on our journey. That's life.

(Trust me. I don't get my own analogy either actually)

We meet so many people in our lives, some just not as significant as others, a precious few making an impact on our lives so memorable that we can never forget them. And then we move on, to different schools, to different universities, or even different countries.

I know I've met a lot of people that have blessed me so much in my life that I know I'll never forget them, although I may never meet half of them ever again. My friends from Emmanuel Church, my first church; my pastors and friends from Muar AOG; my college friends. Well it's not as bad with my college friends (now) but suddenly realising that I might never meet some of my friends ever again is kinda sad.

You guys probably never read my blog, but I hope we'll be able to meet up again someday, even if we don't remember each other by then. There's just so many people that I can't even start naming (mainly cos I don't remember your names =p)

And also this was before the university placements came out, so I admit that I was actually really worried that I would be sent to a place with nobody I knew. As someone who has never actually paid attention in class ever since I could remember, and relying mainly on studying myself, the lecturers and classes didn't really matter much to me. So my list of priorities, in random order, were: somewhere-not-too-ulu, friends, internet, hostel. LOL.

And of course it didn't help that everyone insisted on discussing university placements for weeks before the placements were announced. And at that time, I was still under the assumption that I was a medic student, so I didn't really know much about the best places for dentistry. (More on that later! An awesome testimony.)

Well this whole thing took place ages ago, but only recently I managed to blog about it. Just hope that I'll be able to meet up with as many people as possible before leaving for India =)

***

Sometimes I wonder if I'm really mature enough to handle... stuff. I know I can (theoretically) but I'm not really sure that when the time comes to do it, I'll be able to. It's one thing to say it, but another thing entirely to do it.

Just about two or three weeks ago I felt a really strong calling to reach out to one of my friends, the first time I ever felt so strongly about something like this. But I couldn't, and didn't. It was just one of those situations when you KNOW that you have to do something about it, but you CAN'T because everything seems to be working against you, which made me all the more miserable. Somehow. Lol

Then I wonder what people think of me. Do they look at me as a Christian, or simply as yet another normal girl? I know I don't display my faith openly. I admit I'm not very open about what I think and feel. And just in case anyone's wondering, what I blog about is just barely scratches the surface of my mind, because I know I don't tell anyone EVERYTHING. I can tell a lot about people and how they think, but I don't know who I am, really. Sometimes.

***

My new testimony =D

I don't think I've told this to many people, and I've never told anyone the complete version. Well this isn't the complete version either. I'm NOT telling anyone the complete version. Ever =p

Well it started after I got my SPM results, when everyone was busy applying for scholarships and stuff. I remember applying (and receiving offers) for (and from) Taylor's, Inti, Segi, KTAR, bla bla bla. And I was seriously considering accepting KTAR's offer, to study Accounting. (And everyone say "WHAT???" Lol).

And then came the application for the JPA scholarship. I remember scanning through the list of terms and conditions and whatnot, just before filling out the form online. At that time, I was already mentally prepared to accept the offer for Accounting, or go for Form 6.

Back to the JPA scholarship, I remember very clearly reading that priority would be given to the critical courses (Medicine, Dentistry, Pharmacy). And since pharmacy and dentistry (at that time) didn't appeal to me at all, I just felt a very strong conviction that I would surely get the scholarship if I applied for Medicine. I just somehow knew that it would happen, so I wasn't very surprised when I found out I got the scholarship.

Fast forward maybe one year, and I discovered that medic students could actually apply to change course to dentistry. My mum sort of encouraged me to change course, and after a lot of prayer, I decided to do it.

I emailed our then-JPA officer about it. And I NEVER GOT A REPLY FROM HIM ACKNOWLEDGING THAT HE RECEIVED THE LETTER. (This, guys, is why sometimes you need to reply messages acknowledging that you received it. Lol.) After a week, when I went to look for our A-Level lecturer, Pn Azian, she said that JPA emailed HER saying that I wasn't actually allowed to change course because of the "allocation" and they would decide when applying for our universities.

Half a year later, during registration for KI, I asked our new JPA officer about it. And she told me that they were still considering =.=" So I decided that I could do nothing about it, and prayed.

And prayed.

And prayed some more.

Ok so I actually prayed about it a LOT.

And then came the time when we were supposed to apply for our passports, with letters from JPA complete with our fake university names so we could get our passports at the student rate. And MY LETTER WASN'T THERE.

Bla bla bla, and then I got my letter, and on it was my REAL university name. A DENTAL COLLEGE, which meant that I actually managed to switch courses! Note that the whole process was extremely informal, with absolutely no solid proof that I actually applied to switch courses. So all glory to God =D

***

Ok. Gonna make a funny blog post after this to make up for this emo one =p

Ikuta Toma

2010-05-12T10:45:00.000-07:00

After the long, miserable preparations for Tamil Night which wasn't exactly the greatest thing ever to happen in Ktt, I saw something that seriously made my day.

I mean, like, WOW. I know that some people don't like the styles of Asian stars, but you've got to admit that this is hot. Ikuta Toma, the one who's famous for playing manga and comedic roles. In AnAn. The magazine that previously only featured Johnny's like Takuya Kimura, Jun Matsumoto and Tomohisa Yamashita. (I notice that I type other names in the "politically-correct" order, but not Toma's. Hmm)

*smacks self. Wake up!*

*melts into puddle of goo*

Oh well. I'll just stop dreaming now.

A GUIDE TO GETTING THINGS DONE

2010-05-10T01:29:00.000-07:00

Ever have one of those moments when you just feel like collapsing under the sheer amount of workload you have to do? Those moments when your schedule is so full of "things to do" that all you can do is sigh, because you don't know where to begin?

Step 1: Stop reading this and do what you need to do!

If you're still reading this, STOP! Quit wasting your time going online, reading random blogs, going on Facebook, Tweeting, and basically doing anything that isn't related to your work. Heck, if you're reading this, then you're wasting your time. Just get to work already.

Goodbye, and good luck =D

PS: Inspired by Danilo's site. Lol.

And I'm proud to say that these are my best friends... Lol

2010-05-06T12:38:00.000-07:00

This photo is PRICELESS, for all the best reasons. Ever.
(For the less-informed and socially-ignorant, that's Daniel and Zeff)

And that's me with Zeff. I look.... fat.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZEFF!!

Or more accurately, Happy Zeff-Day! =D

So glad that we'll still see each other everyday for the next 5 years. I love you guys! Really. Lol.

This is my lack of sleep talking. What else is there to do at 4am the day before exam, besides blog?

The Perfect Milkshake

2010-05-01T09:35:00.000-07:00

The perfect milkshake has to be:

1. Cold. Still remember the milkshake I had in Alamanda, which by the way, was actually warm. I never ordered the milkshake there ever again.

2. Not too sweet that you would feel distinctly sick after drinking half the glass.

3. Thick. Really thick and not watery that it would taste like melted ice cream. So thick that you could place, let's say, a cookie, on top, and it wouldn't sink.

4. Creamy and milky. THICK and creamy and milky.

5. Chocolate milkshake should preferably come with little bits of cookie crumbs mixed well into the milkshake. Strawberry milkshake should be topped with a slice of strawberry and drizzled with not-too-sweet jam =D

6. And of course, the whipped cream on top. Not too much, though.

7. Can the glass be chilled beforehand?

8. Use of the finest quality ice cream. Not the kind of ice cream that could be bought at supermarkets, but the kind that the filthy rich stuff themselves with =p

9. NO DILUTING THE MILKSHAKE WITH ICE. Or God forbid, water.

10. And it must be so good that I will willingly travel 5 hours to get it. Lol.

Any other requirements? Hehe

How it all began..

2010-04-26T10:41:00.000-07:00

It all began one dim, rainy evening. I was, as usual, on my computer, all attention focused upon the screen displaying the Home page of my Facebook. Not a care I gave to the outside world, for I was contented and happy with life in general.

Then the hurricane came, swirling in like the proverbial rampaging herd of buffaloes, screaming and shouting and shrieking in a high-pitched language not unlike the native tongue of those little green men from Mars.

The silence broken, I jerked away from my computer, both annoyed and afraid at the same time, contemplating my various options: fight or flight? Adrenaline pumped through my body, each pulse of blood bringing fresh oxygen to my brain, attempting to calm yet stimulate my frantic mind. My hand moves subconsciously to grope under my desk, where I knew the I stored my-

"QUEEENIEEEE!!"

I knew that voice. Oh, I knew that voice very well. Withdrawing my hand from under my desk, I turned around warily, watching as if in slow-motion as the stained white door to my apartment was flung open, revealing two glowing figures in the doorway. For a moment I was stunned; were the angels here for me, with the guise of the voice of my close friend?

"QUEEEENIIEEEE!!!" One figure screeched again, waving madly at me.

OK they definitely weren't angels. Angels didn't screech at you while standing all glowy and sparkly at your doorstep. If Gabriel had approached Mary that way, Jesus would have been raised by a nearly-deaf mother. Poor guy already (literally) bore the burdens of the whole world upon his shoulders, to torment Mary that way would be an unneedlessly cruel thing.

The glow faded, and I could soon make out the two figures. My roommate, Mei Yee, accompanied by none other than Sarah Lee, resident screecher - er I mean chipmunk - ERRR I mean one of my good friends in my class. Her eyes were sparkling in excitement as she waved a piece of clean, white paper at me.

"Guess what? Guess what?" she trilled, nearly crashing into me as she ran towards me, flailing her arms in the way she always did when she was excited.

"Er... You discovered the cure for stupidity?" I attempted.

"No!" she announced, with all the finesse of someone announcing the discovery of a new species in his toilet. "I know where you're going!"

"I'm not going anywhere," I protested. Maybe they were out to kidnap me or something. A shudder ran through my body as I pictured the worst.

"You are going to be a dentist!"

HUH??

A million question marks rushed through my mind. Unable to comprehend it, I stared at the paper she had been brandishing at me. My thoughts tumbled over each other in a rush as I struggled to make sense of the printed black words before me.

And there, in neat, bold type, said "COLLEGE OF DENTAL SCIENCES, DAVANGERE."

- Flashback-

"Go down to the staffroom and get your letter. The letter to get us student rates when we apply for our passports."

Like the obedient idiot I had always been, I changed swiftly into something more presentable and hurried downstairs into Staffroom 1, only to find a small crowd gathered around a certain lecturer's table.

Two stacks of paper were laid out neatly on the table. I surmised that one was for the medical students, while the other was for the dental students. I waited patiently until it was my turn.

"Which course are you?"

"Uh... I was in medic, but I applied to change to dentistry."

I was awarded a strange look for that, but I struggled to maintain my composure.

"Ah then, you should be under medic."

What happened to my application to change course? Did they reject it? They never got back to me after all. Not a single letter or email or phonecall.

I waited nervously, but then the lecturer looks up at me with an even stranger look. "Your name is not here."

"What?"

I check, but sure enough, there is not a letter addressed to me. While I pondered on what to do, I joined in the conversation of several friends who were also there to pick up their letters.

"Is this the real university?"

"No it's not, JPA just printed out the names randomly."

-Flashback Ends-

I stared numbly at the word "Dental Sciences" on my letter. Unable to process it all, I looked up at my friends' eager faces.

"They said the university is real!" my friends announced with glee. "Queenie, you got dentistry!"

Even as I stared at my letter, my mouth forming the words "College of Dental Sciences, Davangere," my friends began to discuss this new outcome in rather audible whispers.

"See? She never gets excited."

Still maintaining a largely calm composure, I allow a small smile to form on my lips. Murmuring my thanks, I pick up my phone to message the latest development to three of the most important people in my life. My best, non-lesbian girlfriend Lim Sue Ting, and my best guy friends, Daniel and Zeff.

(See? I told you guys first. Shows how much I value you guys. NOW VALUE ME BACK OR ELSE...)

Messages completed, I turned my attention back to Facebook where I had been leisurely chatting my father to inform him of the good news. He congratulated me, and asked more details that I no longer remember clearly.

That done, I did the next logical thing - I Googled the university.

Nothing substantial came up.

Panicking now, as I had never heard of the College of Dental Sciences, Davangere, I searched for more information. Apparently it wasn't only me who had never heard anything about this place, as Google Maps seemingly had no idea what I was searching for either.

Fast forward to the next day. Everything seemed normal, until I received another piece of news that would soon crush me and pierce through my very soul with a rusty sword. According to Shawn, according to Suraya, the university name that had been printed on our letters wasn't real. Too numb in disbelief to think, I had no clear reaction to the whole affair, except to say a soft, "Oh."

Fast forward to a few weeks later. Half the college were panicky, anticipating the coming of the great, the amazing, the majestic, the superb, the all-knowing JPA. As they say, knowledge is power. And the JPA had the knowledge, the little bit of information, that we were all craving for, the way mosquitoes lust after lush human bodies full of sweet, sweet blood.

Our university placement.

Ah, that tiny scrap of information, so precious to each of us! Everyone was feeling anxious, hoping against hope that they would be posted to the university of their dreams.

In an attempt to calm myself before the great Day of University Placement, I was, as usual, at my computer, not caring about how the rest of my fellow coursemates were hopping all over the place like live bunny rabbits on a hot hamburger grill.* The silence that usually prevailed in my humble but homely apartment was broken by frantic knocking on the door.

Wondering if one of my neighbours had had run into an accident or something, I watched as my housemate strode over to the door and opened it, revealing a (non-glowing) person in the form of Stephenie, who came in as excited as I had ever seen here.

"Mei Yee!" she called, not caring that my roommate was asleep in our room. "Mei Yee, you got Mysore!" Then she turned to me and Kok, my housemate. "You guys both got CODS," she announced. "The university placement is out."

Disbelieving, I rushed down only to find half the college gathered on the staircase leading up to the staffroom. I took a moment to mentally apologise to whatever evil thoughts I had had of the architects who had designed the building, for ever doubting in their ability; the staircase seemed to be bearing the weight of so many students without any hint of collapsing.

It took a bit of effort for me to squeeze through the excited crowd into the staffroom, but I made it. Panting with the effort and quietly resolving to lose weight and get slimmer so I could slip through cracks and tiny gaps, at long last, I managed to confirm the name of my university.

College of Dental Sciences, Davangere.

And so.... Was the story of how I got my university placement.

Sorry to make everyone read through all that. I just like writing =p

Anyway, I'll be going there with a whole lot of good friends! I can still see Daniel and Zeff, my two best friends, everyday! And Kok, and Sarah, and Catherine, and Cynthia, and Ellie, and Sharon, and Ah Seng, and Vee Kee, and Yasmin, and... Who else? Lol =p The place doesn't sound like much, but I'm looking forward to a new life there.

Just worried about food and water. Lol.

2010-04-21T03:49:00.000-07:00

So many things happpened, and are happening recently, so I thought I'll just post a quick update. Just for the sake of updating. Lol.

Acts Nilai Launch
The whole day was amazing; we went to Acts Nilai in the morning then went straight to Subang for the 4pm service at Acts Central. Also the day when we welcomed a new sister to our family: Felicia Tee! We'll always be praying for you, Felicia, that with this decision you make, you will definitely see your life changing in the most awesome ways possible. We're all celebrating with you!

PC Fair
Yup, I went to the PC Fair. And yup, I spent like crazy. Well not crazy as in, "randomly buy everything in sight" but I did spend... a lot. Bought an iPod Nano - I'll post pictures later! - a pair of basic Sony headphones, and an external hard drive from WD. The iPod is cool, although I haven't been using it much lately because I've just been so damn busy, thank God for the headphones as I'm using them all the time with my laptop now, and the external drive is COOL. It's bright red, because I was in one of those moods that make me randomly buy colourful stuff even though I prefer silver metallic colours.

University Placement
Praise God, I managed to switch to Dentistry. For those who don't know, my original course was Medicine, but after learning exactly what a doctor's job was like, I requested to change to Dentistry. One of the best testimonies in my life, because of how long it took. I remember emailing JPA about it waaay back during A2, and I never got a reply. Not even a short simple email acknowledging that my email was received and read. So I prayed. And prayed. And prayed. And I got it! Hehe...

So I'm going to be in College of Dental Sciences, Davangere, also known as CODS. (I know, funny name) Since I always considered myself a medic student I have absolutely no idea if this university was good or not, but hey, I'm not complaining. Daniel's going there too, and Zeff will be just next door (er... next university) in JJM. So we can continue having dinner together =p

(Susu, I'll miss you ='( Come visit us, kay? Lol)

Kannada Night (Which is in less than 30 minutes, by the way)
Well for once, I'm NOT dancing. HEHE. Decided to sit this one out, because I only recently performed for the Feskott opening ceremony and also because I was feeling lazy. Lol. So I volunteered for another job which I thought would be easy. Easy, my ass. Lol. Pardon the language, but I'm riding on a high from finishing the video nicely. Well I was going to hardsub it, but the quality turned out so bad that I just used softsubs instead. So can I now consider myself a subber, typesetter and timer, in a very odd sort of way? Lol. Well my housemate watched it already, because I needed to get some opinions on if the video was actually understandable, and she said it was lame. LOL. PERFECTO.

I'm evil, I know. Muahahaha. Lol

2010-04-13T21:31:00.000-07:00

This is a very funny, very witty, very thought-provoking, blog post. LAUGH, I COMMAND THEE, OR ALL SHALL FEEL MY WRATH AND DIE A VERY SLOW PAINFUL DEATH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SAHARA DESERT.

2010-04-12T02:17:00.000-07:00

So many other people are blogging about Revo, so I won't. But it was an awesome time, and I'm hoping that I can go for another one. Maybe Revo Melaka.

When I attend Acts Church for the last time before leaving for India, I want to go to the front during praise and worship. Like how the youth used to do it back home. I still don't feel right singing while standing between rows of chairs =(

Finally, I finished downloading the first episode of My Girl, completing my collection. Rewatched it, and a particular line grabbed my attention:

"People who have no desire to grow have shouldn't always be thinking that there'll be a next time."

Sometimes I wonder what exactly God has called me to do in my life. I don't feel any particular calling to serve in church, the way most of my friends are doing. I don't feel that I'm meant to preach, or share the Gospel in the way most people do.

But I know what I can do.

I have many non-believer friends, people who merely know Jesus by name, and not the way Christians know Him. People who have never accepted Him into their lives, and are comfortable with whatever they believe in at the moment.

Susu said that I don't judge people. I guess it's a good thing, but it can also be a bad thing in some ways. One year in Ktt was enough for me to learn every single swear word in existence. Also I'm building up on my ability to make sexual innuendos out of absolutely nothing. Like burgers, for instance.

I want my non-believer friends to trust me, and to feel relaxed enough around me that I won't go around shoving religious stuff down their throats every time they do something against my Christian values. I've read enough forums and debates online to know that so many people are turned off from accepting Christ just because Christians always pester them to go to church, to accept Jesus, etc. etc. Even Edwin (Edwin Goh not Edwin Loh =p) told us (us being the small group of university students) that he knew a non-believer who was so hostile against being preached to because so many Christians had pestered him to accept their Christian values.

I guess it really is true. If someone from another faith were to endlessly pester me to give up on something that I've always believed in ever since I learnt to walk, I'll definitely refuse to even open my heart to even listening to what others of that faith have to say. I'm not sure why, but even though that was almost a year ago, I can still clearly remember what we discussed.

God made us all different. You don't need to be a charismatic pastor or a really outspoken, extroverted person, to be able to share the Gospel. In the same way, some people respond better to charismatic leaders, while others might feel more comfortable with a Christian who's not actively trying to persuade the non-believers to accept Christ. I want to be that kind of person, someone that people can trust not to impose my values on them, but yet be viewed as a Christian and ultimately, be able to share the Word without them feeling threatened in any way, instead open to what I have to say but I'm not sure I know how to =(

Watching My Girl can be a huge reality shock, if you take it seriously. (Why am I promoting this drama again? I guess I just really love it. I've been rewatching it over and over again.) I can really relate to Masamune, the main character. (And not because Aiba's my favourite stormy boy) It's one of the very few dramas I've ever seen that addresses the problems of people who have parents or people who have children or people who have both parents and children or people who have more than five working brain cells have to face. Which is, I might add, all of us.

I'm not emo. I just decided that maybe it's time to grow up and stop posting lame jokes and parodies and insults on my blog.

But I won't. After all, my sense of humor is nothing without me. Or I'm nothing without my sense of humor.

I want to be the best I can be, to do my best in anything I have to do. Which might explain my sudden obsession with studying Anatomy.

Random outburst: Nintendo is releasing a new console, the Nintendo 3DS, which will be the first ever handheld gaming console to display the game in "3D." Without the need for 3D glasses. And too bad, Daniel. I did some research, and most people agree that Nintendo beats Sony, Microsoft, AND APPLE when it comes to handheld gaming consoles. Yes that was what I was doing for an hour after lunch.

Zeff let's get it =)

2010-04-11T20:21:00.000-07:00

I am so so so hungry.

Going to see if I can last till lunchtime.

I only have less than RM50 to last me for the whole of this week, till Friday, so I can't randomly buy snacks.

Trying..... to..... contain..... teh... HUNGERRR....

I give up. Going to get some bread now.

2010-04-06T03:18:00.000-07:00

I actually thought about doing a JE pimp post. But then again, most of the information I have is actually taken from other pimp posts. I don't know that much about all the groups anyway.

(This was supposed to be posted over at LiveJournal, but I'm too lazy to go over there now)

=)

2010-04-05T11:02:00.000-07:00

So... Apparently the placement will be out on the 19th. Note the use of the word "apparently." Heck, I'm not even sure if I've been approved to change course, but all I'm doing now is trusting in God for intervention. Well it was one of my prayer points for U-Turn, anyway. Kinda believe that if I give in to temptation and contact JPA, that kinda weakens my faith that He will come through for me. So I'm just going to wait and pray.

And if the placement is really out on the 19th, that gives me approximately 24 hours to decide if I really want to go to KAT-TUN's concert in Bangkok, because apparently tickets sales will open on the 20th. Oh and I just remembered, the ticket prices will be announced TODAY. Not that I really want to go see KAT-TUN, but it's just that I've listed them under the two must-see Johnny groups when they perform live. The first is obviously Arashi. The second is KAT-TUN, just because they have some of the most amazing concert sets EVER.

Sometimes, I really pity Daniel and Zeff, just because I like to whine to them. The thought just popped into my head at random.

I feel that I haven't given my best at exam. I guess I need more time to study everything.

Well lately I watched the second season of Code Blue. Got it from Mei Yee, who got it from... I'm not sure who. ANYWAY... It was subtitled in Mandarin, which made me hunt all over the internet for English softsubs so I could hardsub it over the Mandarin subtitles. In the end, managed to get the softsubs for the first four episodes from d-addicts.

I think this is the only show I've watched so far that made me actually cry in every single episode. (Ok so now I can hear lots of voices saying in astonishment, "So Queenie cries watching sad movies too? OMG she's HUMAN!) So I didn't cry watching Titanic. But I actually got tears in my eyes BOTH times I watched the last episode of Maou. And My Girl, too.

Side note: Maou really is a very emotional story. Watch it.

Watching Code Blue really made me realise how much doctors have to sacrifice in their lives. And what they really face in their work. You can never really move on, if you ever fail to save a patient. ("All you can do is to always remember their names, the names of the people who died because you weren't good enough.") The drama wasn't exactly scripted according to a religious point of view so I'm not going to go there.

But in defence of myself, I watched the episode about that guy, who otherwise would have survived a major accident, sacrificing his life so his ex-girlfriend and her boyfriend could survive, the day right after Good Friday. And that was the part that I felt so upset that I just had to pause the video right in the middle and go play Harvest Moon. LOL.

I was going to add something wise and philosophical here, but I forgot what it was I was going to say. So I'll just stop here.

Queenie = Sloth

2010-04-03T08:07:00.001-07:00

I think I really do have a short attention span. As in, I'm easily distracted by random stuff happening around me. Case in point: I was in bed last night, lying on my front and about to pray. My thoughts at that moment went exactly like this:

"Dear Lord, I pray that - Oooh there're lots of insects on the floor right now, it'll probably rain later... Hey wait I'm supposed to be praying.. But you know what? This will really make a good blog post, about how I keep getting distracted - Oh sorry God, I was just saying that - How should I write about this in my blog?" At this moment, I pick up a 50 cent coin that was somewhere near me and start to spin it. "So maybe I can do it like - hmm this coin HAS to be fake, it's so light... Ooh the insects are coming back, and is that a tiny white-winged moth? - So maybe - Oh wow look at the coin, the head and tail aren't even aligned properly. This has got to be the dumbest fake-"

FYI, I DID finish that prayer. But after a very long period of distraction and coin-spinning.

=/

2010-03-31T00:09:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I know that there's a "> floating up there near the header. Problem is, I can't find the damned thing anywhere in my blog html. And since I don't exactly have the luxury of time right now to be deleting every single " and > and refreshing to see which one it is, I'll just leave it there.

Credit for the new layout goes to a couple of people on blogskin, from whom I copied the base code. The rest of the html is a result of me spending three hours editing and experimenting, even though I could have used the time to study Hindi. The header is stolen from a friend's photo album =D

I'm still trying to figure out how to move the words closer to the header =/ But I guess that will have to wait till the exam is over.

PS: I can't believe that I'm actually studying during KI!

Uni placement? =3

2010-03-29T07:31:00.000-07:00

According to all the rumours flying around, the placement will be out tomorrow. Well the placement has already been decided long ago, but it's only going to be officially released tomorrow.

I've been praying about it, and Lord I know You've been listening to me =D

A "Birthday Message" post that turned into something really weird

2010-03-24T11:23:00.000-07:00

So I'm nineteen now *checks calendar* Yup, nineteen.

So I have lived nineteen years (and a few days) on this little planet that man has chosen to name Earth.

I'm not sure if this post is supposed to be one of those philosophical, emo ones, or cynical, or humorous. So I guess I'll just continue rambling and see what I think of.

But really, if I were to blog about the exact thoughts that are passing through my head at this very exact moments, it'll be something like this

1. Andalucia ni Akogarete ~ (An 80's Japanese song I currently love)
2. Dum dum dum dum
3. Wonder what I should study next
4. I'm actually writing a really stupid blog post
5. Ooh it's Koichi Domoto! I love his dancing style
6. Koichi Domoto looks like Tsubasa Imai. Oh there's Tsubasa.
7. After I finish this blog post, I should continue my anatomy notes.
8. Dum dum dum dum
9. Hmm.. Should I get the iPod nano or iPod classic?
10. Why is my comb beside the computer?
11. I should try to write out a schedule to plan my revision for the next few days
12. Zig zag zig zag zig zag (Yet another song)

If I really were to blog that way, I guess it would be a major fail.

So what was I going to say? Oh yeah.

I'm just gonna post here something that I discussed with Sarah (on her birthday, and quite directly contributing to her emo-ness that time)

In your twenty (or nineteen, in my case; I'm just using twenty since most of my friends will be that age this year =D) years of life, have you ever done anything that would have benefited the world? Have you done anything, that had you not done it, would have caused a great loss to someone? Something that couldn't have been done by anyone else, because it had to be specifically YOU.

I'm not sure if I've done anything supremely worthwhile in my life, but I hope that at least my existence would have blessed some people I've met in my nineteen years of life. Well, I hope.

Thinking about it, my closest friends wouldn't have lost anything if they had never known me, would they? LOL. To all my friends, I hope that I have at least brought something into your lives, be it companionship (something I probably suck at), laughter (I can be superbly lame at times, I know), or... whatever.

I really should stop watching the countdown concert while I'm typing this. Whenever Ueda appears on screen, I think UEPI! And whenever Tsubasa comes up, I wish he was still as cute as before, and whenever Akasaka appears, I think what a waste of talent. Not to mention repeating the songs over and over again in my head.

To all my friends from church: I wish I had known you guys for a longer time, because you guys seem like really awesome people.

Alyshia, I actually kinda miss the times when I used to sneak away from class to look for you for a chat, because nobody else in my year was English-ed. It's been great knowing you.

My closest classmates in school, can't name everyone here (because I don't think you guys will be reading this anyway): Thanks for everything! Even though I didn't talk much to you guys because of the language barrier (Ok, I admit it, I refused to speak Mandarin because... I was so bad at it that it would have been impossible to conduct a regular conversation) it was nice knowing everyone. We're all over Malaysia and the world right now, and I wish everyone the best of luck in whatever it is you're doing now.

But I guess the most important people in my life right now, are my family and my friends in Ktt. I'm not exactly sure why, but I get along a hell lot better with Ktt friends than I get along with my friends in Muar. No offense meant to anyone, but it probably (read: highly probably/ almost definitely) has something to do with how I didn't have many Christian friends back in school, and since I was so obviously the only English-ed in an entire year of Chinese-ed girls. I blame our primary education =p

To Susu, sorry for whining to you so much. Although we probably only became best friends just because we whined to each other so much, sorry for causing you so much trouble =p Sorry for teasing you so much, sorry for bullying you, and I sincerely hope that you don't hate me ^^ You're already doing a great job, but continue to shine for the Lord, and be a blessing to everyone else around you!

To Daniel, thanks for being somebody I can talk to about everything from electrons and protons to time travel to invisibilty to whatever it is that comes up next. I think I've told you before, but you remind me of myself in some ways. Thanks for being such a good friend to me, and I sincerely hope that we never ever run out of conversation topics. LOL.

To Zeff, I don't have a short attention span! HAHA... Thanks for finally talking more now, and not being as quiet as you used to be =p Also thanks for being someone I can talk to about anything under the sun, and also thanks for putting up with me whenever I start whining about class. Yeah, I know, I whine a lot. I'm working on that ^^

To Sarah, sorry for making you so emo on your birthday (although that was genuinely unintentional, since I was going through one of those phases as well) Thanks for always being cheerful, because it really does lighten the mood around you. Keep it up =D

To my roommate and housemate, Mei Yee and Yook Yee, thanks for putting up with me for almost two years now. Well Mei Yee put up with me for almost two years... Sorry for my table always being constantly in a mess, and I promise to tidy up as soon as I don't have any more of those 'urgent' things to do at night.

To Chai, thanks for taking me to Singapore last December. I really had fun ^^ Also thank you for being such an inspiration to everyone, with your spirit and determination. Continue to do your best in your life, because you already have such an amazing testimony to tell others.

I wanted to mention a whole lot more here, but I realise that I'll probably be repeating a lot of things. You guys know who you are. The people I smile and laugh with whenever I see you, the guys I have dinner with when we can manage it, the girls I (used to) meet everyday at the field jogging, my classmates, people from church who have been such a blessing to us in Ktt.

I'm not sure exactly what the whole point of this blog post was, but now I realise that maybe I'm just trying to find out if I have blessed my friends in any way, by listing out how some of them have blessed me. I'm not gonna start complimenting myself in my own blog, because that's just too weird, even for me =p

I realise how much some of what I just wrote sounds like a message from a dying person. But it's what I'm thinking at this exact moment. Actually no, what I'm thinking of exactly is how nice Higashi's voice is, but... =.=

The Untold Story

2010-03-16T10:03:00.000-07:00

Please duly note that all references to non-fictional, real-life locations, characters, and events, are purely intentional.

Once upon a time, in a faraway land, not so long ago, was a forest. It was a beautiful, peaceful place, where squirrels frolicked, dogs howled, cows grazed, and lizards and insects thrived by the millions. And in this forest, there was a college. For the sake of the privacy of individuals and institutions unknown, I will not reveal this college's name, but instead I will call it the East Technology College. Clearly it is ironic that any instution of learning that is even remotely connected to technology would be located in the middle of a forest, but bear in mind that this is a work of fiction, and logic does not need to apply in a work of fiction.

So here we have our setting:

Now let's have our main character. As this story is targeted at a general audience of teenage age, namely from eighteen to twenty years of age, we shall have our main character aged maybe around nineteen. And also, as this story is meant for both males and females, our main character shall be assexual. Please do bear in mind that assexual does not in any way mean homosexual. Assexual means you have both sets of equipment. Homosexual means that you lust after other beings with the same equipment you have, a sure indication of an extremely boring personality, since the said individual doesn't seem to desire any variety in life. For further clarification, some plants are assexual. Some humans are homosexual.

So here's our main character, an around-nineteen-years-old, assexual being.

Clearly our main character needs a name, and a personality. Let's have it called Fruit Plus. A very ambigious, assexual name, if you ask me. And adding in a little more personality...

Now that that's settled, let's move on to our great adventure, the story.

Our story begins where any other story might begin. Let us introduce Fruit Plus. Contrary to popular belief, Fruit Plus isn't a cheap, artificially-flavoured fruit chewy candy. In fact, Fruit Plus is a rather intellectually-superior student. Having scored enough A's in its SPM to fill the Tamil alphabet, the Kannada alphabet, and even the Hindi alphabet, Fruit Plus applied for the JPA scholarship, and unsurprisingly, received an offer to study a certain course in a certain country. I will not reveal the exact name of the course, again for the sake of privacy. The country, however, I will reveal to be none other than the great, second-highest-populated-in-the-world country. India.

Fruit Plus sailed through its A Level with no problems at all. In fact, Fruit Plus did so well that it scored 8 A's in the A Level, despite having only taken four subjects. My only explanation is that the examination board was so impressed with Fruit Plus that they awarded it an extra A for every subject it took.

Maybe you might want to know more about Fruit Plus. Well, if you desire any extra information, click on the link here to see a picture of Fruit Plus: HERE.

Our story now really begins as Fruit Plus enters its first day of what is supposedly called the most relaxed part of college life: KI. As usual, for the sake of privacy, I will not explain what KI stands for, but for the purpose of our story let's assume it stands for Krispy Ice.

Krispy Ice, I will explain, is a three-month-long course that prepares students before they leave to further their education. I will not bore you needlessly with details about Krispy Ice, but allow you to find out more about the course by reading Fruit Plus's story.

Before we continue, it would be wise to mention that like anyone else, Fruit Plus enjoyed college life immensely, even though there were more than a few imperfections that would have otherwise allowed for the perfect college life. Fruit Plus made friends with all the little, friendly animals that roamed the forest outside of the college. (This is starting to sound like an Enid Blyton story. Maybe we can have Fruit Plus wage an all-out war on the animals that wandered nearby?)

So Fruit Plus went through the Krispy Ice course. There is no need to go into the details of the course, but Fruit Plus had very interesting lecturers. The names of the lecturers are withheld for obvious reasons, but let us go a little into the description of the lecturers, so you might have a general idea of what Fruit Plus faces every day in class.

Fruit Plus attends 21, 600 seconds of class each day (The S.I. unit for time is seconds, remember? As this is meant for an international audience as well, it is neccessary to use a unit of measurement that the international community can relate to, and understand.) Classes are conducted under careful supervision of the all-seeing, all-knowing, Invisible Eye, of whom all students carry an innate fear to. You wouldn't want to suddenly wake up at night and find a giant, invisible eye staring down at you, would you? Of course, how on earth would someone see a giant, invisible eye, especially in a sleep-deprived state, defeats me, but for the sake of this story, assume that it's possible to do so. After all, ghosts are supposed to be invisible. Has anyone ever seen the spirits that haunt the library, especially near the newspaper stands? Nobody has, right? But we know that they exist, and they're there - the smell of dead socks is unmistakeable.

The lecturers are actually a very interesting, varied bunch. They adfasdflk [Section censored due to inappropriate and too bombastic use of the English language. For further details please contact real-life students of the college]

Fruit Plus, who is, and was, a Science student, spent much time learning to squiggle and draw seemingly random patterns that other communities seemed to identify as real letters of real sets of alphabets. Homework was a real killer, literally. Of course, I do not mean that students were given so much homework that they exhausted themselves thoroughly under the burden of completing them. There was so much homework that enough paper was used up to destroy a good portion of our rainforests. If anyone has any reason to doubt the draught that swept the country, one only had to come to this location to see the amount of paper being used to draw on.

And that was the life Fruit Plus in the first few weeks of Krispy Ice. This story will be continued at a later, undecided date, when more information is obtained.

A parody isn't a parody when you can't complete it, but.... Oh well. =(

2010-03-06T10:01:00.000-08:00

Looks so pathetic.. The last two pieces of chocolate.

Wow I'm feeling so tired but I'm still online.

My first week back in Ktt. Ktt, you know, the place with no entertainment, in the middle of nowhere, with no (fast and stable) internet, with no more home-cooked food.

Actually got back the night before registration, crashing in Ru Woei's room. Which gave me quite a lot of time to prepare, only that I didn't anticipate having to carry all my luggage down from Tangga 1's highest floor back to my apartment at Tangga 8.

Tangga 8's amazing now. Because I get to disturb a certain Lim Sue Ting every night without having to cross to the other block.

The classes started off pretty slow, but picking up the pace now. Which reminds me, I still haven't memorised the Kannada consonants yet. Neither have I really figured out the difference between 'ta' and 'ta' and 'tha' and 'tha.'

I have a theory. Early prehistoric scientists have actually discovered the technique of genetic engineering waaaaaay before all those super modern labs we have now did. Only they kept their data a secret, and carried out pretty unethical testing.

One group tested the method on earthworms, which mutated so badly that the Tamil alphabet was born. But obviously the 'i' vowel was a product of a mutated pretzel. Even other pre-existing alphabets weren't spared. The 'omega' of the Greek alphabet (the one that looks like a 'w' but isn't a 'w') mutated so badly that its offspring was the basis upon which the Kannada consonants were formed.

I'm listening to the three same songs over and over again now. Kamenashi Kazuya's solo in Dream Boys 2006, Kizuna, also from Dream Boys 2006, and Ueda Tatsuya's solo in the Break the Records concert.

I am so freaking tired now, but I refuse to go to sleep anytime soon. Or that's what my sleep-deprived mind is telling me. Imagining my sleep-deprived mind as an abstract object, a separate living thing with its own intelligence, completely unlinked to my subconscious, I would think that this creature would look a lot like a brown monkey with a red and white jacket and carrying a scepter/magic wand thingy with a blue bobble on top, with a black top hat with handsome red trimming. Its name can be Jessie, even though it's a male. Completely oblivious to the ridicule it would receive had it been a real normal human being, albeit with a feminine name despite the equipment it was born with, Jessie's prancing around waving the scepter/magic wand, laughing at me and sticking out its tongue.

The whole point of this blog post was to mention the most awesome chocolate I have ever tasted in my entire life, so I guess I'll just say it and go offline and go to sleep. I need to be ready for chuch in 12 hours time.

My highlights of my 12 hours in Mid Valley today was:

1. The gelato.

2. The chocolates.

3. My first time at Tony Roma's.

4. The chocolates.

5. The chocolates.

6. The chocolates.

I trust you get my point. The chocolates, from the Leonidas at Mid Valley's lowest floor. About RM 30 for 100 gm. Since we don't have a fridge now, I gave some to Susu and Sarah and finished the rest. PURE BLISS IN A CUBE OF COCOA. Now I don't give a damn if I get sick from eating too much chocolate, it was sooo good. Damn. Why on earth am I here blogging about chocolates when I could be sleeping?? I sense that Jessie has cast a spell over me. Damn that gender-confused monkey.

Anyway, I'll definitely be going back there to get more of those little chocolate pieces wrapped in gold foil. It was already melted all over when I finally ate it, but damn it was good. Daniel, it WAS good, wasn't it? And Zeff, you HAVE to try them sometime.

Lol. I wish that those prehistoric scientists who discovered genetic engineering would find me a way to get rid of my escaped sleep-deprived mind. If I don't watch it, it'll probably escape the confines of my rather impressive imagination and go out to take over the world. We'll all never have any more peace. Nor sufficient sleep.

2010-02-03T09:56:00.000-08:00

Random blog post, just to make sure that this blog doesn't die. Actually I'm supposed to be doing this over at my lj but lj seems to be acting up.

........... Oh hey it's working now. See you in a bit, blogger.

When All Else Fails.....

2010-01-14T10:17:00.002-08:00

It is something humanity has always feared. Mentioning it would stir up the horrible memories, bring on tormented moans of agony, strike icy fear into the boldest hearts, and induce brain damage and a large variety of coronary diseases in the healthiest man.

Nobody has ever found a cure for it, and it is doubtful that anyone ever will. After all, its power is beyond comprehension. Not even the most eloquent scholar is able to find words to suitably describe this cold terror, this chilling phenomenon, this absurdity that has defied man ever since the world came into being.

"What is it then?" you cry out, in anxiety and bewilderment, yet there is a tremble within the tone of your normally cool voice that suggests just the barest hint of fear, anticipating the most terrifying of terrors that could have only been dreamt up by the Devil himself. "What is this... this... thing, that you speak of? Surely it cannot be as bad as you make it out to be! Why, what could be more horrible than the fiery flames of Hell?"

The answer, my friends, is not something anyone of a sound mind would willingly seek. It drives the bravest, testosterone-pumped men cowering under their blankets at night, shaking as they beg and plead for mercy. Young children are so traumatised when they encounter it that many of them grow up to become lunatics and criminals. And if anything can bring the Devil trembling to his knees, whimpering in fright, it is this very thing I am telling you about right now. Well God could bring the Devil trembling to his knees too, but that's an entirely different topic.

There is no escaping this evil. There is no hiding from it, for it sees and knows everything. It knows even when you murmur prayers for protection against it. It hides in the darkest shadows and deepest corners, cackling silently as it watches you, waiting for just the correct moment to spring out at you, to destroy your life, to wrench away your happiness. It will be pointless to try and escape it, because it will know when you even think about running away. It knows when you you sleep, when you eat, when you are your most vulnerable and exposed. It even knows what you did last summer.

By now you are in fearful anticipation, fidgeting in your comfortable seat as you imagine the extent of the danger you may be in. Nothing you have ever experience seems to measure up to the scale of this monster. Not even the scariest haunted house, not even your older brother jumping out at you from behind a wall, wearing a Spiderman mask and shouting "BOO!" when you were three, making you wet your pants, seems as scary as this. You look all around you fearfully, as if this very abomination might jump out at you any minute.

"But... But what does it do?" you stammer, your hands trembling as you hold on to the table for support. "Does this thing kill its victims? What does it look like? How do I protect myself from it?"

I hold up my hand, stemming your barrage of questions. It does not kill. No, it does far worse than that. Not even those Dementors of Harry Potter fame can cause as much damage to your person than this thing. This monster I speak of, it rips apart your soul. It causes you so much pain and agony that you would have rather died than endure even a second of it. It brings out your deepest and darkest fears. It throws you into despair so horrible that you would have longed for Death's cold embrace to end the suffering. It turns your brain to mush, and your intestines to porridge.

What does it look like? Here I give a low, almost-silent chuckle, although there is clearly no humour in my voice at all. It is not an abstract thing; it has no form, no shape, no being. It exists, but you cannot see it, cannot feel it, cannot hear it, cannot taste it. It is NOT a figment of your imagination, no matter how good or bad your imagination is, HOWEVER it is very real. You cannot run from it, merely hope against hope that you will be spared from this terror. And if it ever finds you, I assure you that this will be the last thing you ever read, for nobody, NOBODY gets away alive and whole.

"What is it, then? If I am to be destroyed by this horrible creature, pray let me know its name!"

There is a hint of impatience in your voice, although I sense that you clearly do not wish to hear the name of this monstrosity. At first glance it might have seemed that you wet your pants out of fright, but I know that on closer inspection, it is actually that you were trembling so much that the glass of peppermint tea in your hand shook and split over your pants. I allow a cold smile to spread over my lips, unwilling to provide you with the name, but I know I will have to. Perhaps, perhaps... Perhaps if you had more knowledge of it, you might be more prepared when it comes knocking. Although I know nobody has ever escaped it before, against all common sense and rationale, I still hold out for that very slim chance that someday, somebody just might triumph over this filthy thing.

This... This horrible thing, has many names, but that does not matter now. It commonly goes by one name in most places, and its name is.... AUTHOR'S BLOCK.

As a matter of fact, I was afraid that it was my turn to be stricken by this abominable horror, but, scrolling up to see the 949 words I had typed in description of it, I guess I don't have author's block after all.

When all fails, when you have absolutely no inspiration at all, sometimes a good healthy helping of intellectual - sounding nonsense does the job too.

PS: I put so much effort into all this, but I think only Daniel and Zeff might read through this whole thing and appreciate it. So sad =(

My Girl (2009)

2010-01-09T09:03:00.000-08:00

Definitely one of the best dramas I've ever seen, My Girl. Obviously I watched it for Aiba and Hina but frankly I rank this drama as the best Asian drama I've ever seen.

A 23 year old guy, Masamune (according to DramaWiki) is drifting along aimlessly in life, working as an assistant in a small photo studio, with no real ambition or idea of what he wants to do, lost ever since his girlfriend Yoko left him to 'study abroad.' Six years later, he finds out that Yoko was killed in an accident and had been raising his daughter. Of course, he takes in the girl, and that's where the story starts.

Sounds like a typical family drama with moral lessons here and there, but really, it isn't. If this drama had been produced in the West (or Singapore), I can pretty much guess what happens: Everything is smooth-sailing, until - BAM! - someone makes a mistake somewhere, parent and child start fighting, something bad happens (normally to the child) and then the conflict: the child is taken away, and they have to fight against the system (the court, anyone?) and of course everything will be fine after some tear-jerker and everyone lives happily ever after.

For one, this is the first show I've seen that doesn't require romance between the typical guy and typical girl to actually move the storyline along. Apart from the love between Masamune and his girlfriend, there is none of the typical young couple falling in love thing that so many other dramas have. And the ending is not the cliche happily ever after one that most family stories seem to fall into.

And there isn't too much focus on the main characters too. Every character has a prominent role to play in the story, with an experience or background that adds to the main storyline. Which is actually a minor problem, because at the end, NONE of these minor stories are absolutely concluded. But it's like having a moral lesson at the end of each episode, told through the side characters.

The drama effectively captures problems that families are facing nowadays. Not things like sex, drugs and teenage angst, but the focus is more on the relationship between parent and child. Whoever who watches this and not learn anything about appreciating your parents DOES NOT HAVE A HEART. Did I mention that the girl playing the five-year-old daughter is super adorable?

And for the side characters, there's the man whose ex-wife banned him from seeing and acknowledging their son because she was getting remarried, the father who gave up his dreams to raise his children to allow his wife to pursue her career, the mother who's raising her young son alone because her ex left her for another woman, and a whole lot more others with backgrounds too complicated to summarise in one sentence. It seems like it focuses heavily on single parents, but maybe the main reason is to draw attention to the fact that even though you love someone, things aren't going to be easy.

True love is not just all that usual things about wanting to protect and nurture someone, it's also about willingly giving up your dreams so that the one you love can pursue theirs. It's when you stop living for yourself all the time, and live for your loved one. And not just that, but also knowing when it's time to sacrifice the your loved one temporarily, in the hope that things will be better for both parties in the future. I don't know if that last statement made sense, because I have no other way to put it.

But the sweetest part of the story, I think, would be the part about the old landlord and his wife. The landlord had always gone on and on about how he hated children, but his wife later revealed that he was only saying that to make her feel better, as she herself wasn't fit enough to give birth, even though she wanted a child. Every scene showed the old man shouting at his wife, and old woman just smiling and nodding in response, until right at the end when she was hospitalised. The old man was temporarily confined to a wheelchair, but when the doctor reported that his wife's condition had become crucial, he was pushing himself to the hospital in his wheelchair, after making a promise to himself that he would be by her side in her dying moment.

Note that the drama did not conclude that minor story arc - it was never revealed what happened to them, but the ending was something like, "I want the last sight of my life to be of someone I love, not some beautiful scenery." Beautiful.

I think this is the most serious post I've ever made in this blog..

First post as a post - A Level student

2009-11-23T07:57:00.000-08:00

So after the exams were over, I went to Kinokuniya at KLCC with Susu, met Alwyn who treated us to a great lunch, went to Mid Valley to get a dress for the stupid graduation dinner, treated Susu to Chilli's, went out for a great dinner with the cf seniors with Yvonne, went to Lowyat and watched Chai spend hundreds on a psp and a new phone, went to Jogoya and Starhill and puked after eating sushi for the first time, nearly overslept the next day after sleeping for just over 2 hours and thank God for Kok who woke me up when she noticed that nobody was up at 6 when both Mei Yee and I were supposed to be up at that time, managed to get up to Genting with Daniel and Zeff with a plan that consisted largely of "see what happens then," tried archery for the first time and failed badly because I still can't figure out how to keep my arm still after firing the arrow, failed to play anything much because the weather was so bad, stayed in a very expensive room, went to Mid Valley again, found Fahrenheit 451 which I had been looking for and which was sold out in Kinokuniya, in Borders at Gardens, survived a crowded train trip back, tried and failed to memorise the choral speaking script due to the fact that I used the script paper to scribble my notes for the Bio paper 5 and mainly because I couldn't be bothered to, survived graduation dinner in which I ended up eating very little because I got put off by cold spaghetti, stopped by in Kajang because we had to drop off my things and also to meet Kaiser the German shepherd dog my parents come to see every time we go to Kajang because it came to my house as a puppy before it was brought to my relatives' house to become their guard dog after the burglary incident and their own dog isn't fierce enough, came home safely to Muar, watched all the variety videos my sister downloaded, online-d until I'm almost bored of Facebook, sleep like the dead, and basically eat through all the snacks in the house.

(If anyone bothered to read through the whole paragraph above, I salute you. If you didn't bother to read through it, I salute you also)

What does one do with nearly a hundred days of leisure time?

Well, so far I've achieved quite a steady routine - wake up around twelve, go for lunch, come back online/computer till dinnertime, have dinner, online/computer again till 3, go to sleep...

Like most people, I made some sort of a (lame) list of things to do during the holidays, with the *'s indicating the "must-do-or-die-or-even-worse-get-screwed-up-majorly" stuff:

1. Get new I.C*
2. Exercise
3. Brush up on piano skills
4. Visit the dentist*
5. Send computer to shop to be fixed*
6. Find a job
7. Do something productive
8. Change hairstyle ^.^
9. Learn to cook
10. At least try to do the stuff that I've been meaning to do for ages, but never got to do because I was too busy with studies and will probably never do because I was too busy doing other stuff

If nobody ever reads my blog, I pretty much can guess why. Too many words, and most of the time the words don't make sense.

=p

Something that could be a scene out of a horror movie =p

I guess a sign of boredom is when you take random pictures of stuff around you. I don't think I took any other pictures besides these two in Genting, though...

Pan Pacific hotel was actually quite nice. Can't say the same about the food though.

Believe it or not, this is the first and only time we took a picture together. As in, the three of us who share an apartment.

Me with Susu - my best friend =p

Dinner gang =p

Random pic with random people.

Random pic during the speeches.

With Sarah, who was complaining on Facebook that I was bending down towards her and wants me to stand straight when taking photos with her in the future.

I'm bored. As usual. Bored as in with nothing productive I want to do.

I want to go to Singapore.................

What if.....

2009-10-11T22:29:00.000-07:00

Written some time ago, I just copied and pasted it here.

Not for people who are ultra-religious (borrowing Daniel's term), people who don't find humor in serious stuff, or generally anyone who thinks charismatic churches are overdoing stuff. (I'm from a charismatic church!) I just believe that my God isn't just a God, but also a God of freedom and laughter and joy.

Just last night I realised something when I was reading the Bible. It wasn't a divine revelation or anything of that sort, but it can be what I call a literary revelation. When I read the Bible, particularly the chapters describing any event or story, I always felt like that was something missing there.

Now I know what it is. Very simply, it lacks what I THINK can be called a narrative timeline. You hardly feel as though time passes from one event to another. It's more like a heavily summarised passage, I suppose. When they say something like "and they returned to (insert place name here) I vaguely get the impression that the journey took place in the snap of fingers - because they didn't mention that said journey probably took a few weeks because they were on foot.

Ok, just ranting nonsense here, but another idea popped into my head. WHAT IF THE PASSAGES IN THE BIBLE WEREN'T SO HEAVILY SUMMARISED, as in, EVERYTHING was described in detail, like a modern-day novel?

Example: Exodus 14:21 - Then Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and the Lord caused the sea to go back by a strong east wind all that night, and made the sea into dry land, and the waters were divided.

Modern-day novel-like version:
The man standing there could have been easily mistaken to be somebody's grandfather, but everyone who knew him knew better, for he was Moses, the great man of God who had been sent to deliver the Israelites out of Egypt. Moses closed his eyes, allowing the peace of God to wash over him. God had never failed to help him every inch of the way, ever since the first confrontation with the egoistic Egyption pharaoh. As expected, the man had sent his troops after the fleeing Israelites. That man had to learn how to be a gracious loser, for sure.

The Israelites were panicking. Moses couldn't blame them. A sea lay ahead of them, and if they lingered any longer on the beach, the Egyptians were sure to catch up with them. The Israelites weren't equipped to handle battle. Not yet, and not with the Egyptians, who were a thousand times more skilled in these sort of affairs.

Moses reached out his hand towards the calm waters. Some time ago, before the Lord had spoken to him, this would have seemed absurd and absolutely laughable to him, but now things were different. He had seen what God was capable of, with his very own eyes in Egypt.

The sea was a wide expanse of blue, tinged with colour, the waters reflecting the sinking orange evening sun. There was just the barest hint of a breeze in the air, but the sea waters told a different story. It was as though someone had turned on a giant leaf-blower and directed it to the middle of the water.

The wind picked up ever so slightly.

The sea rippled violently as the waters parted - really parted - to reveal the sea bed. It was like someone, just for the heck of it, had built a hundred metre-wide road with towering blue walls on either side of the road. The ground was perfectly dry, absolutely no puddles of water anywhere, albeit rather rocky. Crossing the sea now was a simple matter of merely walking through the road to the other side. The Lord God was good.

Another thing. The way the NKJV is, you'll think that everyone in that time is speaking their native language version of Shakespearan or Jane Austenien English. Do they really, literally go, "Oh, my dearest Father, forgive me for I have sinned against Thou"? What if those events took place in somewhere else?

Let's say, for an example. Malaysia. What would the Bible be like if those events took place in Malaysia? Hmmm...

Genesis 28: 1-2
And then ah, Isaac call Jacob, and bless him, and tell him, "You don't marry Canaan girl ah! You go now to Padan Aram, to your ah-kong's house, and you find your uncle's daughter - you know who I talking about? I mean your cousin, your cousin, lah! - and marry that girl.."

This is fun/amusement in the times of immense boredom I experience frequently.

Genesis 18:9
NKJV: Then they said to him, "Where is Sarah your wife?" And he said, "Here, in the tent."

American hip hop version: Then they said, "Yo, dawg, where's your mama?" And he said, "Yo, my bro, she ain't anywhere, she's right here in the tent, man!"

Genesis 25:24
NKJV: So when her days were fulfilled for her to give birth, indeed there were twins in her womb.

Scientific version: So when her due date arrived, indeed they discovered that she had released TWO secondary oocytes during her last ovulation period, and two separate spermatogonia had fertilised said secondary oocytes, producing twins. And then those zygotes had undergone mitosis to form embryos, which attached themselves to the profilerated walls of the endometrium, which is the lining of the uterus, and subsequently underwent more mitosis and cell differentiation, forming two foetuses which were born into said twins.

OK that was dumb.

Genesis 28:7
NKJV: Then he said, "Look, it is still high day; it is not time for the cattle to be gathered together. Water the sheep, and go feed them."

Disney/Barney/Hannah Montana/Bananas in Pajamas/whatever-cartoon-that-is-popular-now version: (Imagine singsong voice) And then he said - everybody, all you little children, together now! - Lookie there! It's still early, and the sun is shining brightly, and it's a happy day, it's time to PWWAAYYY! And since it's still early, do you know what that means? That's right! It's not time for the cattle to go home to Mommy and Daddy, so it's teatime for the little fluffy sheep! Who wants chocolate milk and cookies?

I feel retarded. I hope whoever's reading this feels retarded too. It's the least I can do to comfort myself.

2 Samuel 13:23
NKJV: And it came to pass, after two full years, that Absalom had sheepshearers in Baal Hazor, which is near Ephraim, so Absalom invited all the king's sons.

Text message/msn version: N it came 2 pas, after 2 ful year, tat Abslm hd shpshearer in Ba2l Hzr, nr Ephrm, so Abslm invitd all d kings sons.

Exodus 32:4
NKJV: ... and made a golden calf. Then they said, "This is your god, O Israel, that brought you out of the land of Egypt!"

SPM Bahasa Malaysia essay version: ... dan diperbuatlah seekor anak lembu emas. Mereka pun mengucap, "O tuan-tuan dan puan-puan Israel yang dihormati, Inilah tuhanmu, yang bertangggungjawab membawamu keluar dari tanah Egypt! Seperti yang dikatakan peribahasa Melayu,...."

And then...

Nilai: Kepercayaan Kepada Tuhan.
Definisi: Kepercayaan dan keyakinan bahawa whatever-the-shit-that's-supposed-to-be-the-official-definition-of-this-value
Huraian: Orang Israel sepatutnya mengamalkan nilai Kepercayaan Kepada Tuhan.

Oh wait that's the nilai. Aah forget about that, I'm not sure how to write that.

Genesis 3:2
NKJV:... "We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden."

Pre-school version: A for APPPLE! B for BREES! C for CARDEN!!!!

Exodus 32:24
NKJV: Whoever has any gold, let them break it off. So they gave it to me, and I cast it into the fire, and this calf came out.

Physics version:
Heat provided by fire = Heat gain by gold
Q = mcT
Where Q = Heat provided by fire
m = mass of gold
c = specific heat capacity of gold
T = change in temperature

Revelation 22:21
NKJV: ..... Amen.

KTT version (or rather, Susu and Daniel's version):
Susu(ending a prayer): Thank you Lord! Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you! Thank you! Thank -
Daniel: Susu, the word to use is AMEN.

I was going to add a My Immortal version, but realised that probably nobody I know has ever read My Immortal. Oh well.

I need a life. And a new sense of humour.

typing with a QWERTY keypad

2009-10-11T22:15:00.000-07:00

Haven't updated in ages.

Hey! Say! JUMP is cute. But it's hard to take them seriously.

MY GIRL IS OUT!!!!

The workshops are BORING!

My email still not replied... How freaking long can it take?????!!!!

I wanna go Taman Negara after A2, but too damn expensive and no other girls going(if we are even going at all) = not allowed to go.

Yawn.

Please, please, everyone who knows about it, pray for me =D

Bit of ranting

2009-09-16T09:27:00.000-07:00

WHY DO SOME PEOPLE DO NOT BELIEVE IN GOD??

People fight over anything and everything. I suppose it's true to some extent that if people don't have anything to fight over, they'll just find something to fight over.

I've seen an unbelievable amount of arguments over the internet over the existence of God, especially on Youtube of all places. Some idiot would just make a racist comment, which would lead to arguments over races, leading in turns to arguments over religion.

Some people say that religion is not good and leads to huge religious wars between people of different beliefs. True, fights and even wars sometimes erupt when people simply want to wipe off others who don't believe in their god. But does God even advocate war?

I may not be a religious expert, but GOD DOES NOT ADVOCATE WAR. Christians learn to love one another, that we are all one in the body of Christ. Killing someone, would be like killing your own brother. Yes, God did command His people to conquer the lands in the Old Testament, but I believe that His instructions were for His own glory, and to bless His people with the riches He promised them. God does not command people to kill when His enemies mock His name. God does not order nations to wars to seek revenge. See the difference?

Can anyone say that the religious wars nowadays are happening under God's command? There is a huge, huge difference in God ordering a nation to go to war, and a mere (idiotic, moronic, egoistic, inflated, pig-headed) human declaring war claiming it to be a mission to glorify his god, because whatever it is you do, you DON'T do it of your own accord. You do it because God wishes you to do it, and because you want to please Him by doing it according to the values of His Kingdom.

There is no need for a god, some people might say. Then, who are you, where did you come from, and where are you going? Humans can't possibly be beings evolved from prokaryotes after millions of years, and those who claim that this is true should probably study science a bit more deeper beyond the chapter on evolution:

Darwin's Theory of Evolution is a slow gradual process. Darwin wrote, "…Natural selection acts only by taking advantage of slight successive variations; she can never take a great and sudden leap, but must advance by short and sure, though slow steps." [1] Thus, Darwin conceded that, "If it could be demonstrated that any complex organ existed, which could not possibly have been formed by numerous, successive, slight modifications, my theory would absolutely break down." [2] Such a complex organ would be known as an "irreducibly complex system". An irreducibly complex system is one composed of multiple parts, all of which are necessary for the system to function. If even one part is missing, the entire system will fail to function. Every individual part is integral. [3] Thus, such a system could not have evolved slowly, piece by piece. The common mousetrap is an everyday non-biological example of irreducible complexity. It is composed of five basic parts: a catch (to hold the bait), a powerful spring, a thin rod called "the hammer," a holding bar to secure the hammer in place, and a platform to mount the trap. If any one of these parts is missing, the mechanism will not work. Each individual part is integral. The mousetrap is irreducibly complex. [4]

Darwin's Theory of Evolution is a theory in crisis in light of the tremendous advances we've made in molecular biology, biochemistry and genetics over the past fifty years. We now know that there are in fact tens of thousands of irreducibly complex systems on the cellular level. Specified complexity pervades the microscopic biological world. Molecular biologist Michael Denton wrote, "Although the tiniest bacterial cells are incredibly small, weighing less than 10^-12 grams, each is in effect a veritable micro-miniaturized factory containing thousands of exquisitely designed pieces of intricate molecular machinery, made up altogether of one hundred thousand million atoms, far more complicated than any machinery built by man and absolutely without parallel in the non-living world." [5]

And we don't need a microscope to observe irreducible complexity. The eye, the ear and the heart are all examples of irreducible complexity, though they were not recognized as such in Darwin's day. Nevertheless, Darwin confessed, "To suppose that the eye with all its inimitable contrivances for adjusting the focus to different distances, for admitting different amounts of light, and for the correction of spherical and chromatic aberration, could have been formed by natural selection, seems, I freely confess, absurd in the highest degree." [6]

Point is, higher organisms are simply too complex to have been able to evolve by mutation little by little, to form such complex mechanisms even at the molecular level. Even then, what are the chances that a mutation will occur, and taking that, the chances that the mutated cell or gene will not be destroyed, and the chances that that particular mutation will be beneficial? Such a probability will be incredibly low for it to happen naturally. Doesn't this show God's hand in creation? Of course, God did not send down a bolt of lightning and hundreds of more complex organisms simply appeared from thin air. We may never know what really happened, but whatever it was, things were just too complicated for them to happen on their own. And who else but God having a hand in all those "accidental" mutations that could bring forth so many complex creatures.

Just because the laws of science can explain how life and the universe operate and work doesn't mean there is no Maker. Would it be rational to believe that there's no designer behind airplanes because the laws of science can explain how airplanes operate and work?

Sometimes, I do understand why some people don't see a need for God in their lives. Everything might be going well for them. They could be doing well in their studies, their work, family life and everything else. I suppose there is a general perception that people who can't take care of themselves or aren't independent enough to handle life on their own turn to a god to help them along. The thing is, God helps everyone, not just His people. Won't a father still love and help his children even though his children don't love him? That's where Christians are different from people of other religions. No offense meant here. Christians focus on the relationship between themselves and God. Others focus on the religion itself. Honestly, if my god is a fat man with thick eyebrows and baboon hair and five arms and six legs and a pig's tail and goodness knows what else, and threatens hell unless I obey each and every rule in his book, I would rather go to hell than to heaven with this god.

If God weren't helping you with every single thing in your life, do you think you would be where you are now in life? I don't believe that I could have achieved anything in life without God's blessings. Even the simple fact that I am alive and well, I believe, attests that God's hand over my life.

Then why does God allow pain and suffering? Many non-believers and believers alike have asked this question, and I have heard many different answers to this. If there's no pain and suffering in the world, it would almost be like heaven, and there would be no need for man to turn to God. God feels pain too, when His people go against him, so why wouldn't us, man created in His image, feel pain as well? Can you imagine a parent over-protecting a child to the extent that the child does not need anything in life? It wouldn't do any good to the child or to the parent.

Where people have weaknesses, God's greatness shines through. Where people have strengths, God's power in their lives shines through.

Most people would just say that they don't need God and they're doing fine on their own. But are they really fine on their own? I can't imagine a day going by without me thinking, oh God please help me with this. Proof just today: I was worried that I would get to Seremban from Nilai late, and was praying that the taxi wouldn't come too late. My prayer was simple - I asked God to just send the taxi within 5 minutes. Right after that, I checked the time on my phone - 4.34-ish. Waited, paced up and down till the taxi came into sight. Checked the time again, and discovered that exactly 5 minutes had passed from the time I asked God to intervene. I don't believe that this is luck, as similar situations have happened a lot of time before and almost everything I asked for was granted to me. We just need to open up our eyes to see the small wonders He's doing in our lives.

2009-09-16T00:17:00.000-07:00

Boys sometimes ask me what on earth girls talk about, and I would always respond with, "Shopping, boys, clothes, makeup, books." I guess it's true after all, although I'm hardly the kind to have a girls' night out with a whole bunch of girls just chatting about the above stuff.

Susu, Sarah and I spent the previous night "cultivating our artistic talents" in Susu's apartment, making cards and stuff for our friends who are flying off soon. So, so, sorry, Yu Xin, I can't go send you off =p even though I promised myself that I would.

Surprisingly, the number of Christian guys in our year are almost equal to the number of Christian girls. I suppose the girls are just more active. Lol. (Sarah made a list)

Lighter moment: Christian "couples." The best one would be -

Susu + Chai = SuChai

LOL.

I should start packing now. HOME!!!!!

It's 5.33 pm now

2009-09-11T01:56:00.000-07:00

Emo, thought-filled post? Maybe.

I'm going to World Changers later. Leaving in about an hour, approximately. Goodness knows I need some motivation in my life right now. During the early teen years, when it was still the simple and uncomplicated go to school in the morning, come back in the afternoon, go to tuition at night, life didn't seem so complex, because all I had to focus on was finishing school and getting good results for SPM.

My motivation used to come from the oddest sources ever, like characters in television shows and stories. But those were fictional, and of course they didn't last long before I found something else to focus on.

I'm still really considering what I want to do with the rest of my life. If only life had a reload option like computer games, or even better, ten different save slots like the VBA. Lol. I want to experience life in another way entirely. And for some reason, I can hear Susu's voice telling me now, "Dream on, girl..."

I want to serve in church, but honestly, I don't feel quite at home in Acts. It's so different from what I experienced in my two churches back home (yeah, I used to attend two different churches). Everyone knew almost everyone there. Ask me to stand at the door shaking hands with people I don't know and highly probably will not get to know, I don't think I'll want to do it. I'm a zero when it comes to people skills, I admit. I prefer to work behind the screens, or in a position that won't require interaction with the aforementioned people I don't know and highly probably will not get to know.

To my fellow Ktt-ians, ask anyone from my secondary school and they'll probably tell you that they don't remember much of me, simply because I was so quiet that I didn't mix around. Now, surprisingly, I'm not considered one of those hermit crabs that just stay indoors all day long and rarely emerge to see the sunlight. In school, previously I would just keep to myself and focus on my work, but now in class, I just can't resist making at least one nonsensical comment in Biology when I'm in the front row. Back in school, I'm kinda one of the last people one would expect to ask a lecturer questions like, "What if you genetically combine a plant cell and an animal cell?" and stating with vitriol (just picked up that word =p) that the definition of species did not specifically apply to organisms that reproduce asexually, because it doesn't include "interbreeding" between two organism.

What I really need is some motivation now. I don't even know what's my current goal, except to finish A2 successfully. For some reason or other, I really admire some of my friends. Friends like Susu, for her discipline and commitment, Mei Yee for her extreme self discipline (when I say extreme, I mean extreme), Susu and Sarah for their openness in expressing their feelings, Daniel for his ease in just talking to anyone and everyone (and anything).

Haven't really paid attention to English songs in ages. I used to (I could even name the singer by their singing voice) but now it's kinda died off. I just have this impression that Western artists thrive on not just their talent, but also whatever the tabloids report on. I used to like Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan. Believe it. What I just don't get is how gossip mags and papers just love to carry stories about how who and who broke up, who and who just got together, and so on. Humans really do enjoy scrutinising every inch of a celebrity's private life, eh? Is it some kind of sick voyeuristic tendency? I'm not condemnning people who enjoy reading those kind of stuff, but after studying how Asian stars work, I'm kinda struck by the difference.

Britney Spears can go around partying half-naked, and the tabloids have a field day, and more people will follow her story with interest, and even more her rise back to fame. In Asia, and especially Japan, since I've been looking at the stars there, get into a relationship and you get kicked out of your group. Drink while underage and you get kicked out, banned and your friends have to make a public apology that's not even accepted by the fans at that time. Yup, the Uchi and Kusano story. Asian stars actually have an image to maintain, and I guess I respect that quite a lot.

But the point is, why do humans find so much fun in watching others suffer, or studying someone else's private life?

I really need motivation now. Sheesh. I doubt that the hanging-up-a-picture thing would work very well in the long term.

Filler

2009-09-06T07:59:00.000-07:00

One word to sum up my mood now:

ANNOYED.

Ok, scratch that. Two words to sum up my mood now:

MAJORLY ANNOYED.

I just got my computer back only to discover that the reformatting hadn't gotten rid of the virus. So all I accomplished a reformat (read: loss of so many programmes that I spend ages downloading off the internet) while the virus is still in the computer. On the bright side, the computer's faster now.

Ok. Another bright side? Ok, maybe this isn't very bright but I saw some short clips of Arashi's 5x10 concert on youtube. It looked AMAZING. (I WANT TO GO WATCH THEM LIVE ONE DAY!!!!) Ok, this being Arashi (what with Jun's moving 'glass' stages, thousands of balloons, fireworks, fire, water), and also this being their tenth year anniversary concert, I guess I should have expected it. But honestly this one was way beyond what they did previously (I don't remember which one, but it's the one that cost one billion yen). They were flying over the audience, suspended by cables 30m above ground, and singing. And the costumes were really good, nothing too glittery and flashy. And I still have yet to see their debut performance when they were wearing those transparent suits ^.^

And I think if I ever want to compile a list of "worst-ever Johnny stage costumes," the clothes Aiba was wearing during the Iza NOW Summer 2004 would qualify as one of the top few.

Change of topic: I just waited for approximately an hour for my food downstairs. Got so annoyed that in the end I just had the rice packed.

I really, really need to start saving money. Wanna get a new pair of earphones ^.^

Facebook Statuses

2009-08-31T22:36:00.000-07:00

Something not so nonsensical for once (at least, the nonsense's not coming from me!):

Some people generally put "normal" Facebook statuses, like is busy studying now, or is feeling great today! But occasionally I do come across statuses that have absolutely nothing to do with what's going on in life, and after a bit I realised that most of them came from only two groups of people. Specifically: my friends on HL, and for closer to home, I discovered that generally the weird/funny stuff came from me, Daniel (Ktt's), once in a while some juniors (but very rarely), and... that's it.

I personally love Hailey's and Tessy's comments. Went back to some of the older posts and collected some great statuses. They're random, they're funny, and makes me feel so.. normal. Lol:

I'd tell you to go to hell but I work there and I don't want to see you everyday

is wondering how hard you actually have to concentrate to make someones head explode...

My cat is trying to hack my computer

says row faster I hear banjo music!

doesn't care if she is going to hell because at least it will be warm there and I'll know people

Due to a total lack of interest Monday is cancelled!

realised that her clear conscience might be a sign of poor memory

thinks that her imaginary friends are making fun of her...but it's okay...I'm giving them the silent treatment until they apologize.

Alright...who the hell left the bag of idiots open?

Rock, Paper, Punch in the face...I Win!!

Don't let your mind wander, Its too little to be let out alone.

"You know you're too drunk to drive when you swerve to miss a tree, and then realise it was just your air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror."

We're so cool, ice cubes are jealous...

has to remember that patience is a virtue and that murder is punishable by 25 years to life

is upset she's mixed up her voodoo dolls. If you feel any sharp, stabbing pains, please call me and describe the location. Thanks!

Whoever says Paper beats Rock is an idiot. Next time I see someone say that I will throw a rock at them while they hold up a sheet of paper for protection

is bored, so is considering dressing as the grim reaper and tapping on the windows of the local retirement home and waving to the residents for entertainment.

And some of my personal favourites XD:

The surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that it has never tried to contact us.

This is my invisible friend. He tells me to burn things.

It's okay to talk to yourself. Sometimes it's the only way to have an intelligent conversation with someone.

INSTANT HUMAN (Just Add Coffee)

And no, I did not get my sense of humour from those friends mentioned above. They just amplify it =p And it makes me feel strangely... inferior, because there's no way I can come up with those sort of things.

And, as a.. er... complimentary add-on, here's Daniel's latest status (I think):
dreams of being a purple asparagus. One day, my dreams will be fulfilled.

(Sorry about the plagarism, but just needed to mix things up a bit. It's not as interesting if I didn't have any.. er.. local statuses in here)

Dreams, or insanity?

2009-08-27T09:19:00.000-07:00

~ my ideal guy ~

#1 Sakurai Sho@Keio boy

Ikuta Toma, one of the most popular Juniors around XD

In reality.....

There isn't any guy in my life who means particularly anything to me right now. And since my chances of even getting to know one JE guy is practically negative, I suppose all I can do is laugh at myself and continue dreaming, then wake up to the painful reality that I would never, ever get to meet a Johnny in person.

I think not being able to attend Arashi's 10th year anniversary concert or any other Johnny concert for that matter, is annoying the hell out of me. Speaking of which, their concert is this weekend, right? Happy 10th anniversary to 嵐!!! Keep on with the storm throughout the world! =)

Next thing: my dream home

But in reality...

My home for the past whole year. Sad, isn't it?

So here I am, sitting at my virus-infested, forced slow computer, blogging about goodness-knows-what. Captured the pic of the pool from the 3rd episode of Handan, by the way.

My connection is sooooo slow now. Probably the weather's to blame, since download speed was quite good around Monday, when it wasn't raining almost every six hours or so. Damn. Just when I found more subbed videos to download.

Ok, so here I am, sitting with my Chemistry textbook in front of me, in preparation for a late night of revision. Sorry to all of you guys that I can't go for the morning prayers because of my late nights ^.^" but I'm really the kind of person who studies best very, very late at night, and I simply just can't focus during the day.

~tulurira turanttan tarattata tulurirattan tararan~

Kinda getting into the Johnny Juniors from the golden era (ie T&T) era. The songs they normally sing are mostly the upbeat, cheerful kind of songs with some of the catchiest tunes I've ever heard. Of course there are also some songs in the minor key - probably T&T's favourite kind, since they seem to sing so many of them.

On the more serious side, I'm actually considering if I really want to study medicine. My parents have given me the go-ahead to change course if I want to, but I'm still not really sure yet. Every time I just try to pray about it, I'm just reminded of one thing: I hate hospitals. Yeah, honestly, I just hate being in a hospital. Imagine if I have to work in one =.="

The most vivid memory I have of the hospital was when I visited my grandfather who was going for a cataract operation I think. It was at night *cue stupid creepy music* when we passed by a ward - it was a closed ward, but with glass windows/walls, and there was this patient who had just passed away, and his family was all crying by the bed. I still remember that it was an Indian family. Then there were orderlies who were passing by with the metal gurney thingy, the one they use to transfer bodies. Even until now, even when I go into some really big, luxurious private hospital, I still feel super uncomfortable, as though the whole place is one hell of a depressing... place.

Plus, I already promised myself: If I ever become a doctor, there are only two fields that I would ever go into: surgery or oncology. Both super high risk departments. Even got a stupid dream of becoming a neurosurgeon (thanks to all those Singaporean dramas). But obviously there'll be a lot of work, and I'm not prepared to give up my entire life for that, even though it's noble. Yeah, I'm selfish =p

There are still a lot of things I want to do. I want to try to pursue writing as a career, continue playing the piano, etc etc. I doubt I'll have time to do all that if I ever become a surgeon, though =p

And honestly, if a patient ever died under my care, or died in my surgery....................... I'll kill myself.

This is really one hell of a random post.

tulurira, turanttan, taratatta, tulurirattan tararan.......

No, I'm not going crazy, that's part of one of my current favourite Juniors' songs. The lyrics are really meaningful, too.

Whee....

Shonentai

2009-08-19T23:26:00.000-07:00

I'm actually listening to a 80's Japanese group O.o

Shonentai.

I like their song PGF, and I'm looking for Kanashimi no Princess e. So far, it's been IMPOSSIBLE to find many of their songs available for download T.T Obviously, got to know their songs through the Johnny Juniors' Sugao concerts. And apparently two of them are ranked as the top four Johnny dance kings.

I think Tackey is so popular that it's annoying how he overshadows Tsubasa, Toma, Yamapi, and every other Johnny his age who comes onscreen with him.

So many things to do, so little time. How on earth I am supposed to finish the syllabus beats me. Maybe I shouldn't be blogging. Ah well. It's too hot to study now.

My computer has been infected with a very annoying virus that so far no normal antivirus has been able to detect. And YES, I know it's a virus, it's my computer, so if there's a damn prokaryote that's been creeping around MY computer, I should be able to know.

Ok fine, I know a computer virus isn't a prokaryote... Heck, viruses aren't even prokaryotes. They're just a tiny miniscule sphere of proteins.

I'm just crapping too much here.

4-word-post

2009-08-12T23:14:00.000-07:00

Nintendo is seriously addictive.

Hah! I did it, bitch!

2009-08-10T08:47:00.000-07:00

I guess I should be celebrating now, when I have a reason to celebrate. But I'm not.

Trying to remember the last time I received an exam result that made me feel happy/excited. Don't remember any. I didn't feel any particular happiness when I got my SPM results,either. Nor with my PMR results. Or UPSR results. Or if you want to go further back, PTS results. But I figured out a short phrase to sum up how I felt when I received my results:

"Hah! I did it, bitch!"

Oh well. Maybe I should get my brain checked, but chances are that the doctors will find nothing but brain cells with Golgi apparatuses processing information from textbooks.

2009-08-07T22:56:00.000-07:00

OK, Ielts is over. Hopefully that it's the last English exam I'll ever take in my life.

For probably the first time in my life, I didn't need extra writing paper for the essay part. And somehow my writing remained neat till the end, which has never, ever happened before.

Summing up my morning:

Woke up at 7.30, thankfully, when I realised the trick to not turning off my alarm when it rings and going straight back to sleep is by putting the phone on the floor, not next to my pillow. Lie down in bed for the next ten minutes or so before finally dragging myself to the toilet.

Malaysia is known for its unique mix of different races and cultures, its beautiful traditions, several rare species of flora and fauna, the super modern KLIA, KL tower, and twin towers, amongst others. But something really special about Malaysia that only locals will know about is THE MALAYSIAN TIME which decrees that everything must be late by at least twenty minutes.

Of course, we were told to come down at 8 am. I went down around that time to find a small group already outside the DU, a fish on the floor, a car going into the drain just outside Ktt, and that we would have to wait until they called us in.

I'm not kidding about the fish and the car. Seriously. The fish was there when I arrived - by fish I mean a real, dead fish lying innocently on the floor outside the DU. After talking a bit to some people, I pointed out the fish and wondered aloud what the hell the thing was. While everyone's attention was focused on the fish, bang! and the car went happily into the drain.

(Random) By the way, I'm sick now. I hope it's not H1N1, hepatitis B, HIV AIDS, or any kind of STD, not that I would have any chance of contracting an STD because I'm too damn busy studying to be sleeping around, thank you very much.

I didn't like my desk position, though. My classmates might have noticed that I normally choose a desk in the second lot, next to the stairs, near to the front. Not being at the corner or at the side annoys me, for some reason I don't know.

A few days ago, I resolved to start studying seriously. So far none of my actions have indicated that I am anywhere near having a major exam.

Had macaroni for lunch =p It's kinda nice with cheese, although you'll need to put in at least ten bucks worth of cheese if you want to coat the whole plate of macaroni with it, so I settled for just one slice.

2009-08-06T02:13:00.000-07:00

One day before my IELTS exam - less than 24 hours to be precise, I discover that pronounciation is WRONG. It's supposed to be pronunciation. Wtf?? I can't believe I went around misspelling that simple a word.

After two hours of Chemistry, the most memorable part of it being the "Water in phenol" and "Phenol in water" differences, I feel half dead.

I should really just go back now and study.

Damn

Random Thoughts...

2009-08-02T06:30:00.000-07:00

What would you do if you knew you only have a very limited time to live?

Case in point: I used to get headaches and stuff whenever I did too much strenous work. Normally the headaches wouldn't last long, and would just go away by themselves if I rested for a bit. Then last Tuesday, after a short run, I got a blinding headache that somehow just wouldn't go away even when I sat down to rest. It was worse than anything I've ever experienced before. Before it would just be like little bouts of giddiness, this time it was as though my brain was being squeezed under heavy metal rollers. Luckily I recovered soon enough, and pushed the incident to the back of my head. I related the incident to a good friend, whom I will not name here. She was concerned, and although I felt that she was wasting her time worrying about what was obviously nothing of importance, she managed to persuade me to go to the doctor. I went rather reluctantly to the local clinic, whose doctor referred me to a hospital in a nearby town. At that time I still didn't feel that the headaches were anything of significance, but one thing lead to another, and the next thing I knew, the specialist at the hospital diagnosed brain cancer. All the trips to the hospital and checkups hadn't really registered in my mind because I was so focused on other things, but the moment the doctor pronounced the big C, everything came crashing into reality. The doctors were gentle yet professional, but as the tumour was located in an extremely dangerous spot to operate on, as I learnt that day, there was nothing they could do about it. I only had one more month to live.

Ok, I hope that anyone who reads this (if anyone IS reading this) understands my sense of humor (or lack of it) because if anyone believed any part of the above paragraph, I can probably guess that right now, said person is thinking of a thousand painful ways for me to die a slow, painful death that doesn't have to do with brain cancer. Heck, I have no idea what the symptons of brain cancer are and if anyone can recover from it.

Seriously, if you only had one more month to live in this world, what would you do?

I'm not really sure what I would do, but one thing for sure, I wouldn't be studying for that remaining month of my life. I appreciate knowledge, but I don't appreciate it THAT much to be studying for the last 30 days of my life. Lol ~

I'm not really sure how I want to go out. But one general consensus is that if you go out at this certain point in your life, you gotta go out with a bang, not quietly in some place where nobody is there to watch you and marvel (at the fireworks).

Ok, scratch that fireworks part.

Maybe I'll write letters to all my friends and family members. But if I'm going to die because of Judgement Day, I guess there's really no point in writing letters because everyone's going to die anyway. Maybe I'll go bungee jumping (for no particular reason at all). Maybe I'll kill myself so at least I can determine the way I go out.

I should start a list of "50 THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE." That sounds super cool, frankly. I think I started one some time back, but I never really completed it.

Imagine of all the various ways in which you could die. You could die with a bullet to your brain. You could die quietly by yourself, in your sleep. You could die when a train runs over you. You could die because you mistook the glass of aqueous potassium cyanide for apple juice. (Don't ask me why there's a glass of aqueous potassium cyanide there in the first place. I don't know). You could die falling into a very large and very deep monsoon drain. You could die of a heart attack, or myocardial infarction, or angina pectoris, or whatever you call it when your heart is screwed up. You could die while having $#@.

Main thing is, are you prepared to leave this world without any regrets???

Next thing: If I had a choice, would I prefer to be born a guy or a girl? (Asked by Chai)

I thought of the answer to that question a few minutes after getting back to my apartment. I guess my answer would be: I would prefer to be born a guy, but I'll like to be a gay guy.

JOKING!!!!

*cough, cough... I would like to take this opportunity to clear up a few misconceptions about my person. I am NOT lesbian, I am NOT desperate, I am NOT looking for a boyfriend (that's for my cousin), but most importantly, I AM A GIRL, not a guy, not a half-and-half, not X, not XXY, not XYY, not XXX. Well at least I think I'm one. But anyway, to prove it, you may come up to my apartment (preferrably when there's nobody around) to check.

JOKING!!!!

This is seriously lame. Gotta go.

Study study study

2009-07-31T01:37:00.000-07:00

I wonder what I've been up to lately. Not that I have short-term memory or anything, but I'm starting to experience hours passing by without me doing any productive or worthwhile. If anyone were to conveniently inform/remind me that it is established that there are 24 hours in a day, each hour totaling 60 minutes, I wouldn't believe it because it would mean that 1440 minutes at one go without doing anything important.

Let's see.. I've barely begun to study applications, I haven't figured out all those zero/first/second order reactions for chemistry, I haven't memorised a single damn thing from Biology even though I've finished reading the textbook... Well I can say that I'm pretty damn NOT prepared for A2. I think I've mentioned this before, but if this were the AS or SPM, and I hadn't finished the syllabus by this time, I would have locked myself in my cupboard with my textbooks and a torchlight and enough chocolate to kill an elephant and wouldn't come out until I had memorised everything there is to memorise.

Which means that I shouldn't be here blogging. Ah well. I was doing research for the Chemistry presentation next week anyway, but research as in googling for "polymers" and saving the top 6 or so hits.

Lots of plans lined up for the next few days, but most of it simply screams "Study!" Lol. That's what you get if you're a JPA scholar. I think it feels like the government is paying us a sum of money so we can study and study and study and study and study. That's pretty much how it works, honestly, but it would have been nice to have a life too.

I did a bit of Physics application last night. It seems pretty okay to me, nothing too complicated. I skipped the calculation parts though, because picking apart equations and formulaes at 3 am is simply not my cup of tea.

My favourite song currently is X-Dame by Tackey and Tsubasa. Just updated the songs on my phone, and I have over 5 hours of JE music now. Lol ~

I really shouldn't waste any more time now..

Chipsmore - That's what I'm eating now!

2009-07-26T09:20:00.000-07:00

Public Enemy sucks. Ok, maybe "suck" isn't such an appropriate word (I can hear Susu saying in her 'stern' voice: "Do not use the s word."

Okay, the movie was really dull, boring, monotonous, unclimatic, flat, unexciting... (note the attempt at being a walking thesaurus here) Went to Alamanda (of all places) to watch it, with Daniel and Chai. Susu didn't want to watch it so she didn't get tickets for it, which I have to say now was a very, very wise decision.

I could have watched Transformers!!

A lot of things have happened lately, and are going to happen. First up - Miss Ila losing her temper with the "great" Alu 7 (which also happens to be my class by the way) and lecturing us for a bit over an hour and half. That's pretty much the first time I ever saw my class look so quiet. Although the effect was pretty much lost on me during the last 30 minutes because I was wondering if I could make it in time for the taxi at 3pm for the aforementioned trip to Alamanda. (Is "trip" a suitable word here???)

Next thing: IELTS examination. Ok I'm kinda worried about this. Freaking worried. (I can imagine all my former classmates in SAB rolling their eyes at this) This is really the first time I'm so worried about an ENGLISH exam - not counting English Lit - because I have no idea how to score on the essay and summary sections, which essentially are the sections I was going to depend on the most if my speaking and listening go down the drain. My "favourite" classmate - 3 guesses for who it is (hint: he's speaking to me in Mandarin now) - conveniently reminded me that the exam was next week, when it should be the week after next, giving me a hell of a fright for a few moments until I figured out the exact date.

Exactly 24 hours after the IETLS thing is done - AS results. That I have absolutely no comment on, unless I want to write a thousand words on how freaking anxious I am.

A week after that, the IELTS results will be out. I know there's no hope for me to get the top band, but I don't want to get a low band either.

I think I'll offline now. Got at least 8 hours more to online, and I don't want to waste it.

AS results coming out soon!

2009-07-21T22:54:00.000-07:00

Karin Slaughter is one really slick author. Unlike most other authors, she uses more than one main character. Bought two of her books from Kinokuniya just last weekend, and finished both books two days ago. I actually take half a day to finish a book, and the whole following week rereading it for details I might have missed. Triptych didn't really focus much on Will Trent, which was kinda disappointing.

This keyboard I'm using sucks. Can't complain though. Library computer, what would you expect?? I have to press hard on each key for anything to happen, so I can't type as fast as I normally do and it's just plain annoying.

I'm really starving now. Was looking forward to going to kfc but since there's Chemistry later =.="

Maybe I'll go back and fry some eggs.

And why is everyone asking me to speak in Mandarin? Thanks to some great friends I have, I'm pretty much expecting half of my Chinese friends to start speaking to me in Mandarin.

I'm hungry ~~~~~

And I only recently found out how to type this ~ symbol. Lol

I'm tired...

2009-07-17T09:51:00.000-07:00

I'm super tired right now. Nearly one in the morning now, just came back from a day in KL and all I can think is how nice it would be to just go to sleep. But since I have some stuff to do before I can finally go to bed, I'm blogging right now.

Harry Potter's latest movie sucked. Honestly. The lighting, graphics and special effects were amazingly good, but what annoyed me was how the plot went on. Some things weren't even in the original storyline - since when did the Weasleys live in the middle of a wheatfield??? They live in Ottery St. Catchpole! They actually have neighbours, and it's a hilly area,with streams and all. It's all good for the exciting chase/fight part, but it's ridiculous in some ways.

Trying to compress the whole book into a less than 3-hour movie really fails. Watching the movie made me feel like the original movie, which was something that actually showed time passing in a better way, showing other not-as-exciting things they did, something that actually showed that a whole year had passed, was edited so that all the exciting scenes were chosen and those put together to form a summarised movie. Not nice.

I was honestly expecting the Harry/Ginny relationship thing to be showed in a better way. This one, no. No romance felt there. And why the hell did they turn Lavender into a dumb, desperate blond?? =.=" Funny, but annoying.

On the other hand, I still haven't watched Transformers.

Went to Kinokuniya again, this time getting two Karin Slaughter books, Kisscut (Sara Linton series) and the book I've been wanting, Triptych, the Will Trent series. And I found these two magazines in the Japanese section, one I think is entirely for JE, as they had HSJ on the cover with mentions of Kinki Kids, Sho, Johnny Jrs and a whole lot of others I couldn't read. And then there was this:

Kinda blurred though, but that's Arashi's Sho on the cover. Recognised him almost immediately ^.^ I'm pretty sure it's for his Yatterman movie - although the anime superhero figures at the bottom are a dead giveaway, plus there's the name KAT-TUN there at the side, just below Sho's name.

I want it ~ But common sense tells me that it's far too expensive, I won't be able to read it anyway, and I can just find pictures of them on the internet. But owning something solid that's actually original and produced in relation to JE is just too tempting.

So I walked away. Sad T.T

There are more pictures, but I'm kinda lazy to upload. Lol. Also got a blouse from SEED at Mid Valley - that's two places I went to, Mid Valley and KLCC. The blouse is nice, only kinda weird because the design that's normally in front is at the back. But I've actually wanted that kind of design for ages, so I got it (for RM 59!) and I'll just cut out the tag from the 'back' and use that for the front. Fashion disaster? Maybe, but at least I got the design I've been looking for.

Had my first Auntie Anne's pretzels in what's probably two or three years. Haven't had one ever since my dad stopped working at his KL office above The Mall where I used to get the pretzels, and even though I do come across the shop occasionally, since I read somewhere that pretzels aren't exactly very good (are they??) and they're pretty expensive, I never bought them.

Wanted to go to Tower Records to see if they had the Arashi concert dvd or any of Nino's dramas, but didn't have time to. Maybe it was a good thing I didn't have time for that; otherwise goodness knows how much money I would spend.

I think a lot of Ktt-ians went out today. Seniors. A2 students who will be facing the test of their lives 3 months later and still haven't finished reading the textbook. Heck, if this were the SPM and I hadn't finished the syllabus in 3 months to go before the exam... KTM station this morning was practically 3 vans of Ktt students there. One group going to Melaka, one group Seremban, one group Mid Valley (me!), one group Timesquare, one group KLCC. If I'm correct.

Every time I go to KLCC now, I get reminded of the reason why I'm a JPA student =.=" Funnily enough, I used to go to KLCC quite frequently in the past, either with family or with cousins, and I never once felt that stuff in KLCC was too expensive for me then. Maybe I was just too ignorant, or I didn't really look for clothes, shoes and stuff like that then. All I was focused on was the food and toys. Oh yeah, especially the toys. I still remember finding the original Beyblade set there. THE MAGNETIC BEYBLADE CORE. And anime jigsaw puzzles. And gameboy games and accessories.

Nothing really that interesting in Mid Valley, unless you count the Harry Potter movie that I never thought I would get to watch today but somehow managed to. Had McDonalds breakfast for the first time in my life, probably due to the fact that I never go out that early to get the breakfast. Most expensive breakfast I've ever had in a long time, at RM 8. Probably because I never eat breakfast recently, recently being for the past few months.

MU match this weekend. Why the hell am I mentioning this in here? I don't even watch football.

Ok maybe I should really go to sleep now. I'm staying awake just because of the JE music and the Mars I'm nibbling on. And I'll probably grab the Karin Slaughter book and read in bed for some time.

Oh by the way, I went to Mid Valley with Susu, and Shawn joined us after he met his friend. Didn't mention you guys on purpose, for no particular reason at all =p And oh, sat in the train to Mid Valley with Choong, met Kelvin and Beh in Kinokuniya - I didn't even see them, Susu did. She was exclaimed, "Kelvin!" and I was like, huh? Looked around for a bit only to realise that he's standing less than a metre away from me, staring at me. Blur ~

Good night. I hope I beat you two - Susu and Shawn - in blogging about going to KL. That was partially my intention all along. Susu, you're wrong, the arguing doesn't end when we reach Ktt, and Shawn, you're wrong because it doesn't end when we reach our Tangga, either. It ends here, because I win. Dunno why, but if I mention going to KL first, I get the victory.

Ok the previous paragraph was very, very, very pointless, meaningless, lame and a complete indication of how pointless I get when I'm bored, sleepy or just plain feeling stupid.

JE rocks~~~

The time now is....

2009-07-16T12:20:00.000-07:00

It is 3.20 am, according to my computer right now. Okay it's 3.21 am right now.

Jeez this is really lame.

The best pick-up line I've heard so far, by Prittipal to Daniel:

"Daniel are you single now? I'm bored of girls."

Maybe I should go to sleep NOW. Especially since I'm going to spend half the day tomorrow in KL.

My housemate is in her room. I think she's watching movies on her laptop.

My roommate is watching the Maou dvd I lent her. No wait now she's washing something at the sink.

I've almost taken over the empty fourth table in our apartment. After all, the others already have two tables of their own. And my table doesn't have a power socket anywhere near it for the computer.

I've started to listen to Tackey and Tsubasa. Have I mentioned that before??

I want to watch Harry Potter tomorrow but when we tried to book online, every slot we could have gone for was full by this afternoon.

I stole some movies from Chai. Finally I have one of my favourite movies - Ocean's Eleven.

I think this is going to be one of the most informative blog posts I've ever made. If this is not informative enough for whoever's reading this, read the next paragraph. Anyone else just skip it.

Ultrafiltration takes place in the glomerulus of the kidneys. The basal membrane acts as a filter, allowing only small molecules to pass through from the blood. Protein molecules and blood cells are not able to pass through the basal membrane as they are too big. The diameter of the afferent arteriole is wider than the efferent arteriole. Glucose is not excreted in urine as it is all reabsorbed.

I'm getting sleepy now.

Okay this blog post is not informative, it's utterly pointless.

My IELTS test is coming soon. I'm a bit worried. My English seems to be failing me lately.

The AS results are coming out soon. I'm not showing it, but I'm freaking scared. I know I messed up ALL my paper 3's, so hell... I'm super scared, to be honest. When the results come out... I want to climb into my cupboard and lock myself in there because I don't want to know what I got.

For some reason unknown even to myself, I want to apologise to anyone I've ever offended or hurt with things I've said. I tend to not to think a lot before I speak and always end up saying the wrong things, things I'll kick myself for saying just moments later. Sorry to anyone I've ever offended. And also things that I've always wanted to say but never got the guts to, I hope one day I'll... I dunno, be brave enough to say what I want to say? Lol.

Mei Yee has gone back to watching Maou. I can hear the audio from outside here, since the door's open. I wanna watch it too ~ even though I've watched the first disc twice over. Right now, Yosuke just died, Sora was just reunited with her mother, and Serizawa's fuming.

I introduced JE to my housemates.

I wonder if Thanfiction, Ladya and Caeria have updated their stories. I don't think so.

I really should sleep now.

Good morning to anyone who's reading this in the morning, good afternoon for those reading in the afternoon, good evening to those who's reading in the evening, good night to those who are going to sleep.

I am never going to hang my clothes on the line at my balcony for too long ever again. A lizard just crawled up my clothes hanging there. Ewww....

I have decided that continuing with this post is a waste of time

Maybe...

2009-07-14T07:42:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I wonder if what I'm doing is right. For instance, I wonder if studying medicine is what I really want to do. But more importantly, I wonder if the nuggets I'm frying are thoroughly cooked.

Ok that was lame. But seriously, I'm not sure what happened to my chicken nuggets that I've been storing in the freezer. I just finished the last few pieces, and frankly they tasted a little weird. Sort of soggy on the insides, even though the outsides are nicely browned. Maybe I've kept them too long in the fridge. Maybe they weren't cooked properly. When the packet of nuggets were new, the nuggets tasted quite normal, but the taste sort of downgraded after a while, especially if I defrost the freezer sometime in between.

I still remember the first time I tried to fry these little cubes of fish fillets. I burnt them on the first few tries, and on one particular occasion when the outsides seemed brown enough, I bit into them only to be horridly reminded of the time I had sushi =.="

Aside from that, I think I'm actually not that bad at cooking, to be honest. I just can't handle an induction cooker =p

Anyone who doesn't understand my current fascination with Japanese music skip the next two paragraphs.

I've started to listen to more groups from JE. And also looking for episodes of D no Arashi I can download online. I think I found one place, but I have to be a senior member to download, so >.<

On the other hand, I just want to credit the translation/subbing team called AST. I've been downloading a lot of their stuff.

Rob Thomas has come out with a new album. Maybe I'll try to get the CD when I get back home.

Maybe I really should be studying.

Maybe I should.

Sigh.

But I really do wonder if I should even be here in Ktt. I have no interest in studying medicine, goodness knows why on earth I selected the option 'perubatan' at the JPA website more than a year ago. I still remember being in secondary school and promising myself that I would NEVER become a doctor. Maybe I'll switch to dentistry. But look at teeth for the rest of my life???

Maybe I'll complete the course, then I'll use the degree to go to another field. If that's even possible...

No Math

2009-07-13T07:01:00.000-07:00

Why it is better NOT taking Math, according to Daniel and I:
(By the way he can represent Alu 6 and me Alu 7, so we might as well consider this the opinions of the general population of India-boung not taking Math. And this is a toned-down version of our discussion earlier at cafe. Pardon me if I get any details wrong.)

1. We are actually smarter. The others who take Math, ironically because they are smarter, are not as smart because they have to spend time on an extra subject.

2. However, we are of a different range of 'smart' compared to the general range of smart.

3. In a distribution graph, or the 'bell graph' we admit that we are not located on any point of the bell, but either to the far left or far right of the curve. Which goes with the previous point of us not being in the general range of 'smart.'

My conclusion: No Math is GOOD!

But sometimes I do wonder... If I'm getting more and more retarded by the day..

2009-07-03T10:58:00.000-07:00

This is completely random, written at near 2 am in the morning just because I'm waiting for something to download - for some reasons, I always seem to be waiting on my downloads. I'm probably - read: definitely - screwed, because there goes my plan to wake up for the morning prayer, stay awake till Bio class, continue staying up for the class party, and maintain alert until the evening when I'm meeting Christine and Lynthia to go to Alamanda. I just hope the MPH there has Karin Slaughter's books in stock. Heck, I'll probably oversleep and fall asleep in the cinema again.

I've always enjoyed music. My earliest favourites were those I heard on the radio station my parents regularly listened to - then known as Light and Easy. Shudder. I remember liking This Kiss, Uptown Girls, and Lemon Tree. Then I discovered R&B and rap. Outkast became one of my bried favourites. Eminem became a favourite too, and he still is.

Then I discovered rock. I still like rock, by the way, but it depends on my mood. I was into Linkin Park and Linkin Park only. Lol. I still like their music now.

I didn't really like pop at all. I felt that everything pop was more towards bubblegum music, and English radio stations were overflowing with that.

On the Classical side, I didn't really have any favourite composers, probably because I wasn't exposed to enough of classical works. I just know I like to play Haydn and Bach, Haydn because he's like a complicated mixture of easy and hard, while Bach was - what's the term? - oh damn I don't remember. There goes my studying up to Grade 8 Theory of Music, right out the window. And by the way, I just like playing Bach. I never said that I could play him.

Now, I'm just into Japanese rock and pop most of the time. Blame the animes I watched for introducing me to Nightmare. Nightmare rocks, but their songs now aren't really as nice as their older ones. As for pop, I guess I can blame the entire JE for my current fixation.

There are very few songs that I really, really love. I love Butterfly Kisses, just because the lyrics are so damn touching. I used to have to listen to it a few times every night before I went to bed, otherwise I couldn't fall asleep. That was while I was still listening to Nightmare. With Nightmare, there weren't any songs I liked instantly - I used to think the WORLD was annoying. Now I like it. My favourites from them are Alumina, Akane, Dasei Boogie, Gianism Shichi, Shian, Criminal Baby, Lost in Blue and Mad Black Machine. Wow. That's a long list.

But then, I started a mental tally of how many of Arashi's songs I instantly fell in love with, the kind that I immediately started liking the first time I heard them. Their debut single A.Ra.Shi, Believe - I absolutely love Sho's rapping in this - Ashita no Kioku, Everything, Be With You, Aiba's Hello Goodbye, Nino's Niji, PikaNchi, Love So Sweet, Ohno's Take Me Faraway. Their songwriters are amazing. The first time I heard Be With You I played it over and over again. That's when I really realised that I actually love pop songs more than rock songs. Phew.

Maybe I should go to sleep. Just maybe.

2009-07-03T00:47:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I just wonder why the hell I bother. Why the hell I bother to update this blog when nobody is really reading it. Lol. As a matter of fact, at the moment I am supposed to be studying but somehow found myself back at the library's computer endlessly surfing the net. I don't even get what I'm typing now. I'm really wasting my time. Lalalalala....

Ok. What I have discovered so far.

Ancient shorelines aren't exactly underwater. I've been searching like mad, and I have not yet found a single evidence of an ancient shoreline which is submerged by water. I'm not saying that they don't exist, I just haven't found information on it yet.

The eruption of Mount Vesuvius destroyed, according to Wikipedia, four towns. The most famous is Pompeii, which is actually buried beneath layers of volcanic dust and ash. The less known one is Herculaneum, which was buried by the pyroclastic flow. In other words, lava. But the buildings did not collapse since they were already filled with debris from the volcano. One of the other towns destroyed is Sabiae, a small harbour town. Pompeii is actually more famous because of the images of those grey bodies caught in images of their death. Those weren't even real - I just discovered that yesterday. Imagine how stupid I actually felt. Actually I never really even thought of those casts as being directly excavated from the site, so...

The archeologists found 'bubbles' in the ash that they soon identified as spaces where bodies had once been, decomposed and leaving behind an empty space in the hardened ash. They pumped in plaster and later retrieved the casts that formed. So I went around as many websites as I could find to see if they had any photographs of the cavities left by the bodies in the ash. Nada. Zip. If anyone out there has seen a photo like that somewhere, give me the link please?? ^.^

I actually wonder what it was like back then. Which is worse, to be buried in a ton of lava rushing at you at super high speeds, or to be suffocated by poisonous gas and ash?

Maybe I really should be studying now. I think somehow I'm getting dragged into the junior's orientation next week, thanks to Susu - damn, why can't I ever turn down a request for help from any friends? Then I think I'm going out tomorrow, which means a whole day gone and probably missing that class party. Then Sunday church.

I wonder how everyone back home in Muar is doing. I haven't seen many of the church youth for ages. Last of the college-going youth I saw was Joash, at Paroimia - how the heck do you spell that?? I might go home after the mid sem, just for the weekend. Just maybe though.

Just read the first 6 chapters of A Peccatis, Thanfiction's latest addition to the DAYD storyline. It's seems quite good. I love the way he melds everything together so effortlessly. Sluagh was a bit hard to catch up on, especially the language and the foreign elements. I think I still like the original DAYD the best. Ok I can bet nobody understood this paragraph.

Slept at nearly 3 am last night because I was practically rereading Karin Slaughter's book. Now that I'm slowly going through the story, I think I really love the way Will and Faith work together, making it seem that they are a likely couple. Makes it even better that he's engaged and she's dating someone else.

I really should stop. Maybe I'll go read someone's blog. Kinda makes it harder that I listed all the links by fruit and insect. Kinda gotta click on every link to see who's what. Lol

2009-07-02T01:17:00.000-07:00

Had a fun evening yesterday, up the hill with some people I haven't hung around with in quite a while. Had cheap ice-creams (no idea why the ice-cream man came up there in the first place). Somehow managed to get to cf only 5 minutes late, and even then it hadn't really started. Keshan later said that it had been 3 weeks since he last heard my sarcasm (at cf) and I'm not really sure that's a good or bad thing.

Been feeling tired a lot recently, no matter how much I sleep. I think me falling asleep in class is something of a norm now. Last night I think I realised why I never got reprimanded for it - a classmate was sleeping in class a lot too. Lol. Either that, or my lecturers really do let me get away with anything I want. Can't suppose that's too much of a bad thing.

Juniors coming in next week. Wonder if I'll get a new housemate who's more like me, or more like my current ones. It'll be cruel if I get a junior who studies all the time and rarely goes out. Please please please...

Should I go for Homes later??? 7.30 pm is a bit early for me; around that time I'll still be walking around outside.

Now downloading stuff while looking up stuff on Wikipedia. I wonder if there are any pictures at all of the original Pompeii site. More specifically, pictures of the cavities left by the bodies, not the plaster casts. And looking up information on ancient shorelines. I still have no idea what they are.

Now suddenly there are a lot of people in the library around me, at the computers. Getting annoying and noisy. Jeez.

Think I'll study a bit now. Yawn

Bang

2009-06-18T03:14:00.000-07:00

I can't believe that I wasted two hours that I could have spent sleeping just because I'm fascinated while the little thing people call the J.E. I think my IQ actually dropped a little just from watching Pika*Nchi, but it was worth it. The main point is the comedy, right? Lol. Finally finished watching Pika*Nchi Double last night, the movie I thought that I would never get to watch until I finished downloading the 14 part files. The climax wasn't as good as the first movie's, admittedly, because it was actually something serious, but the seriousness was spoilt with a completely nonsensical moment right after that. I still don't get it, and I don't think that I ever want to. And before that, I watched the whole Johnny Sports 2003 on Youtube. It's unbelievable how much time I've wasted on them.

Life is Hard dakara Happy. I think that has really a lot of meaning to it.

PS: I think Sho's really good-looking. Lol. Takki and Miyake too.

Still Waiting...

2009-06-17T09:26:00.000-07:00

I'm STILL waiting for my computer to get back. So now I'm stuck with my mum's computer, without all my photos, songs and videos in my own computer.

And I finished watching Maou. It's awesome ^.^ Gonna watch it again sometime soon. Now I see why Ikuta Toma is so famous. And he's a Johnny jr. without debuting and he was in the Johnny's Sports. Wow. He's good. I haven't seen much of M.A.I.N's work, but I'll bet that it's good. How can their work be anything less than good, considering the members of that group? Lol. Someone should get me away from my Johnny fangirl mode now.

Went to the dentist earlier this afternoon. Got there quite early because my parents wanted to go home so they just dropped me off somewhere nearby.

The only productive things I've done so far during the holidays are... Hang on, did I even do anything productive? My computer went wheee - bang so not much chance of me getting on with my work in there, I've been more focused on watching J-dramas lately, and goodness knows what else. But I also managed to finish learning One Love on the piano, tweaking a bit of the left hand accompaniment to suit myself ^.^ And also watched Johnny's Sports 2003. Damn, Nino is really one of the best Johnny's, isn't he? Arashi seems to keep more to themselves sometimes, from what I see among all the Johnnys.

Ok since I have nothing to blog about now, this is what I think of Maou. I think that both parties were in the wrong, to be honest. The ending was really sad, one of the best endings I've ever seen in a drama, unlike all those shows that try to end on a happy-everyone-lives-happily-ever-after note. Although I don't really get the epilogue. My favourite part was when Ryo's blind sister hid the CD from Naoto to protect Tomoo, and of course the ending when both the guys died side-by-side. A damn good show.

I'm really wasting my time during these holidays, though. Although that was my intention from the very beginning, I'm starting to feel guilty. Yikes.

Hmmm...

2009-06-16T09:03:00.000-07:00

There's something wrong with my computer so I had to send it in for repairs. So the blog post (with pictures) that I intended to put up has to wait. In the meantime...

First things first. Got freaked out just THREE days after I got back by a friend who reminded me of A2. Not helping was the fact that I didn't bring any books back, since neither of my housemates brought their books back with them. Mei Yee just doesn't bring back books, and Kok left her things on the desk before she rushed off to the bus. Ok. But who the hells studies during the holidays after AS?? Oh, right. Probably everyone else who has even a shred of sanity left.

Ok. Thought it would be interesting (read:dull) to sum up what happened on my last day of AS. Starting from 12 am that particular day.

12 am: Studying while watching Heroes, until...
Sometime around 4 am: Studying at last, finished with the whole of Heroes Season 4. Sometime in between I chat a little with my roommate who's studying beside me.
5 am: Ask my roommate if she's planning to sleep at all. She says no. Attempt to sleep, until...

Sometime around 7.30 am: The alarm on my phone rings. I shut it off, and the remaining six or so alarms I set, and go back to sleep.
Sometime around 8.00 am: Finally wake up and realise that I actually overselpt =.="
From that time until the start of the exam: Study and curse myself for not studying properly the night before
During the first 5 minutes of the exam: Spend quite a lot of time trying to find the square labeled lead on the periodic table, while cursing myself for not sleeping properly the night before. Finally find the darned element, and promptly proceeds to waste more time calculating the number of mole with the proton number instead of the relative atomic mass.

After the exam: Go back to apartment to see that both my housemates are busy packing. I chat with them a little before realise that I should probably get out of their way. I go down to the library. Once a computer is free, I go online, until I decide to call my parents to confirm that they're coming at 3 pm (Presently the time was around 12-ish) My parents calmly inform me that they'll arrive in 45 minutes.

15 minutes after calling parents: I realise that I haven't packed at all, so rush back to apartment. Once in apartment, I start tidying up my room, before I realise that I haven't bathed. After a quick bath, I go back to tidying. Then I realise, that in order to survive at home, I need to pack some clothes to bring home with me. Belately I drag out a dusty luggage back from under my bed.

About 2.30-ish: Parents arrive. I somehow managed to pack in time. We go for lunch in Nilai. I'm irritated by the heat.
Somewhere in Seremban: Mum gets a call from Aunt Amelia. Their house got burgled. We drive all the way back to Kajang.

In Kajang: Estimated total burglary loss - quite high, honestly. 3 laptops, 2 cameras, a lot of jewelry, new GPS mobilephone, 2 of the 3 laptops and the mobilephone brand new, LCD projector, and I don't remember what else... And an additional RM 2000 German Shepard puppy they're going to buy to prevent further burglars. And not to mention the new alarm and door they got. I wonder how it's like to not be a JPA scholar.

Sometime about 8pm: We go for dinner.
Sometime about 10 pm: We reach home. My sisters immediately claim my laptop and start watching Heroes.
Sometime about 4 am: I realise that I have finished half of my A Level programme. Feel slightly elated. I fall asleep.

Change of topic. I just finished watching both seasons of Hana Yori Dango. Now in the middle of the movie (the dvd stops halfway so planning to buy a new dvd). About 3 more episodes to go in Maou. The subtitles are horrible, but Ohno is really damn good. Surprisingly. His voice is too... er.. feminine? Not deep at all, so it's a bit startling when he starts talking.

I'm going to go watch Maou now. Bye.

Lots of random stuff.

2009-06-12T02:31:00.000-07:00

Ok so I'm filling a whole post with pictures taken over the time before the hols. Everything's really random, no chronological or alphabetical or whatsoever order.

Sometimes, life is good. Sometimes, life is unfair. Sometimes it's just plain bitchy, and squashs you between the pages of a JPA scholar's Physics textbook. May you rest in peace. And I didn't kill it, so don't sue me. I just found a bug flattened in the top margin of my textbook, and took the liberty of labelling and photographing it.

Er.... I guess this is how they release stress from the exams?? And yup, as you can obviously see from his grin, Beh was posing for me. Eric was swearing like... his usual self. Ok I hope they don't see this, or I'm dead.

A bio-degradable plastic bag from Mydin. Tempted to store it away so I can watch it bio-degrade. How cool is that?

Er... Taken in the changing rooms of a clothes store in Alamanda. I was sorta joking about just trying on some dresses and taking photos, but Lynthia and Susu took me seriously. The dresses each cost around a hundred bucks. Pretty cheap actually. BTW: What on earth is so nice about Alamanda? It was my second or so time there (to watch Terminator) and I'm already bored of the place. It's like a high-class nothing in the middle of Putrajaya.

Susu playing the keyboard in her room. Unless my memory is failing me, Susu was yelling at me while I was taking this picture. Something about me threatening - er - offering, I mean - to take a video of her so she could hear herself playing. Sigh. Not every good deed goes rewarded.

The water from the tap. Cool, eh? In other words, I guess my apartment needs a water filter.

*Boxful of shoes in Ktt's library*
Kinda blurry, and I might have uploaded this before, but just in case anyone who isn't familar with Ktt's library sees this, this is our beloved librarian's occasional hobby. I really don't see the point in it. Took this photo after a couple of friends managed to retrieve their shoes from the box without paying the fine. As in, slowly walking past the box pretending to sms, trying to take the photo, while the annoyed librarian stared at me. Lol.

Teh 0' ais laichi. Interesting drink, actually. Anyone notice the teaspoon they gave with the drink? Yup, the one submerged in the drink. Kinda pointless if you want to use it to stir the drink, I suppose.

Ktt's way of telling us, "No coupling allowed." I still wonder if they know what the meaning of coupling is. So from now on, all you couples out there (in Ktt), please stay an average of 3 cm away from each other, since that's the approximate measurement of space of blank white paper between the two matchstick figures.

What a luo han guo looks like on the inside. Interesting, eh? I didn't know it looked so... Strange.

A group of us cf girls got together to celebrate Jene's birthday. The first picture is of her birthday cake - er - slice of birthday cake. With a candle on top. Li Yan's idea. Kinda cute actually. Li Yan was holding the camera in the second picture, then we asked a passerby to take a picture of the whole group but apparently my phone's camera function was a bit too much for the poor girl, since fail to capture the picture. Sigh.

This is what happens to an orange if you store it in the freezer too long. Our fridge has so many plastic bags in it that some things go unnoticed, and since my apartment already has two sets of housemates moving in and out, they tend to leave things behind, including food in the fridge.

The very first time I won a game of advanced Minesweeper. Lol. Too excited until must capture a snapshot of the moment.

Fruits are good for health. Yummy.

Sorta said that I would put this up here, so here it is. Sharon paying for the food with coins lol. Typical Felicia see me holding the phone start to pose even when in the middle of eating. Lol.

Random... The view from my apartment balcony when they were doing renovations. Haha

Ok going off to find some games now. Yay ~

Tagged by Kai Xin

2009-06-12T01:35:00.000-07:00

Trying to download something so doing this while waiting for the stupid thing to actually start up.

Upload your favorite picture and answer the questions below:

Why do you choose this photo?
Nothing special actually, just chose this becuase dunno which pic is really my fave. Stolen from Daniel's blog. Combined birthday celebration for seven people with birthdays in late March.

When was the last time you ate pizza?
Er... I think the last time has got to be at the aforementioned party.

The last song you've listened to?
Umm... Arashi.

What are you doing besides answering this tag?
Wondering why the hell the weather in Muar is so hot right now

Besides your own name, how do you like people to call you?
Er... Ken?

Tag six people. The following questions are related to them
PS: I know for sure that they won't reply this, so I guess you can tell something about my incredibly lame and meaningless sense of humour.
1. Susu
2. Yu Xin
3. Alyshia
4. Daniel
5. Justin
6. Eric

Who is No. 1?
My best gf.

No. 3 is having a relationship with?
Some vampire from Twilight

Say something about No.5.
I'm not sure which Justin I tagged, so I'm not answering this question.

How about No.4?
I'm not sure which Daniel I tagged either, so again not answering

Who is No.2?
Classmate for 5 years, collegemates for 1 year.

Say something to No.6!
Are you alive?

Post. It's just a blog post.

2009-06-05T06:47:00.000-07:00

Chai just fixed my driver software. Thanks, pal.

Mei Yee is probably studying in the cr now. Does that mean I should be studying too?

I've been trying to evolve my feebas into a milotic. Key word: tried. When I get back I'm going to start all over again, as in, get another feebas. Sigh.

Library's creepily empty now.

Biology wasn't that hard, earlier.

Experimenting with a new way of writing now. Inspired by Karin Slaughter. Compact, fast moving and smooth storyline, details revealed as the story goes on. Really easy style to understand. Trying a bit from Thanfiction too. Reread all the fics I have in my computer, DAYD, Broken Fate, Pet Project and Sluagh. Really wasting my time since one chapter takes at 6 to 7 minutes.

Going to go back now and try out the feebas thing. Yawn

Post #I've-Lost-Track-Of-The-Exact-Number-And-Couldn't-Be-Bothered-To-Check

2009-06-01T00:40:00.000-07:00

There's something wrong with my computer now. I think I destroyed the driver software =.=" so now wondering if I should get it fixed here, or wait till I get back home. The Nokia software driver is still there, though, so I might have to use my phone as a substitute pendrive for now. Not that I even have my pendrive with me now, it's with Joel, who's apparently caught the Pokemon bug too, according to Chai.

(It all started with Gabe, I think, who passed the game to Prashan, and when I heard them talking about it I remembered my own Pokemon game and started playing as well. Joel saw me playing in the library so he got Emerald and Crystal from me. Then latest I heard Choong's playing as well. Is Pokemon that infectious? I guess so)

I just posted a length reply on recom. Just for the heck of it. And promoting cf too (susu, you owe me bigtime!)

Should I be studying? I guess so.

Karin Slaughter's way of writing has influenced me. I like her style. It's easy to understand and go along with the flow of the story even though there's so much new information at once. Not like John Grisham, whom I have to read several times to grasp the storyline. But John Grisham still remains my eternal favourite ^.^

Recently watched Termination: Salvation. Kinda feeling bad about dragging Susu along with me to watch it, but hey, it's good exposure right? Whole movie packed with action from start to finish, with the usual emotional scene at the end. Coming up next: Transformers. Hahaha.

Kelvin conveniently informed Eric about my exploding cup. I bet I'm the laughing stock of half the Tangga 11 till they get over it. (It didn't explode, the solution did it, okay!)

Rereading Caeria's Pet Project while I'm studying. Yikes. Each chapter taking at least 7 minutes to go through =.="

Should... Go... Study... Can't... Fail... AS... Dead... Help... Can't... Speak... Type... Properly...

2009-05-27T21:50:00.000-07:00

I think I'm going crazy. Wheeeeeeeeee.........

Changed my profile name. Random thing: I'm starting to get a little annoyed by my name now. So far I've heard quite a number of variations for it, the most memorable being: Queenie (by roughly 98% of the people I know), Queen (by the UiTM dance group, Alyshia and a few others who use it in their messages to me) and the best one so far, Quinine (by Prittipal who starts every single freaking message to me with that. And he used to just use Queen by the way)

Even the name I use on HL - Aquilina (Yeah I'm starting to hate it as well) - has seen quite a few variations. Aqui, Aquil, Aqua, Aqu, and very rarely - Lina - because there's another player with the name Lina on the site. We call each other "the other Lina" when we meet. Ouch.

I don't think I've gone as far as Alyshia =p but I have a few favourite names I use for different things, I suppose. Ken is actually the first name I picked for myself. The full name is Ken Thomas, which honestly does sound pretty common. It's in fact my pen name, the name I sign off my writings and artwork with. Heck, I have a few favourites even from Greek mythology - Atalanta and Eris - but I don't use them. Latest is a Japanese name I started using for my Nintendo games, but I'm not telling what it is =p

Finally, a one week break from exams. Probably gonna go out one day to Seremban to watch Terminator; after that then I'm really studying. I think. Unless I somehow manage to stop myself from playing my VBA (I'm finishing a Pokemon game in less than a week. In the middle of the exam. Yikes). And also planning to finish Crystal. I've already completed the whole thing - not the Pokedex, but I did defeat Red, whose first Pokemon is a level 80 + Pikachu) Without cheat codes. On the gameboy. Why the heck am I so proud of having won a Pokemon game? But I'm not even in the exam mood even though it's been two weeks since AS started, so I guess I'm effectively dead.

I just found this site - actually linked on Facebook by Thal - with pictures of hilariously bad English. And I think I recognised something from Malaysia =.=" On the other hand, I think this is probably from here as well, just that I never read it closely::

Step 1
Gather hair into a right ponytail at nope of nedk
Step 2
Firmly twist ponytail to the right while pulling up toward the ceiling
Step 3
Hold end of ponytail with right hand. Cun rwist with left hand-keeping fngers fucked inside

Ah, life.

On the other hand, I guess I'm becoming quite quiet lately. Not as quiet as I used to be *evil grin* but I don't think that Ktt people would recognise me if they knew how quiet I used to be in school. Lol. Ok, maybe I did keep to myself more during the first few weeks. I think I'm starting to go back to that now. Oh well... Kinda feeling a bit lonely though haha =.= I guess wondering if my new group of friends are really suitable for me. Somehow (for some reason or other) I guess not. Wth, I'm starting to... Oh nevermind. I can't even get myself to complete that sentence.

2009-05-22T22:27:00.000-07:00

I'm finishing Pokemon Emerald soon. Haha.

I have no idea what I'm attempting to blog about.

Joel just deleted a sentence that I typed here because apparently it's not interesting enough.

Found out that the Japanese name Jun means purity/obedience.

I have Chemistry lab exam the next day.

I screwed up majorly yesterday in Physics lab.

I really should be studying now, but I'm not.

I'm ending this because it's really stupid. just like me <

Post #36

2009-05-20T01:35:00.000-07:00

Second post in one go (Is that grammatically correct???)

Ways to get Top in the World

1. Never, ever trust your lecturers in the exam hall (according to Joel)
2. Lock yourself in your aparment (according to Susu)
3. Study like hell (according to me)

Post #35

2009-05-20T01:33:00.000-07:00

You know the squelching sound you get when you step into a puddle of water with rubber/plastic slippers on? Well I hate that sound.

Because that's almost similar to what a lizard sounds like.

Post #34

2009-05-11T21:47:00.000-07:00

I'll probably get into trouble for this but what the heck.

"You are provided with a pair of safety googles for this experiment."

Me: ....
*thinking, googles????

Pre-exam briefing:

"You all are the first say-shenn for the exam..."

Me:
*trying hard to mentally go over what I scanned through earlier, but failing

After a while....

"... Answer all ques-shenns.."

Me:
*gave up the mental revision

Finally....

"... Do not make many cancel-lee-shenns..."

Me:
*pacing around at the back trying hard not to scream

Wow.

Yipppeeeeeee....... Not

2009-05-04T01:54:00.000-07:00

Math Lesson #1
Equations that must be learnt
1. no wifi + no water + plenty of exams + a jungle = Ktt
2. JPA scholars + AS/A2 + Ktt = a few hundred zombies
3. Zombies = Hermit (crabs) = Ktt-ians when exam is near

Biology Lesson #1
1. Intake of sufficient amounts of glucose is crucial for the continued alert state of the human mind. Stimulation of the brain is extremely vital for its continued efficient functioning, however it cannot be obtained from any books by the title or publisher 'Cambridge A-Levels' or 'Longman' or 'Advanced something or other' or 'Step by Step' or 'MCQ' or 'Pacific.' Those will inevitably drive you into a state of mild unconsciousness. In other words, they put you to sleep.
2. Therefore, everyone is eating multivitamins/snacks/sugar/alpha-glucose molecules.

PS: I'm craving KFC

Chemistry Lesson #1
1. Organic chemistry = Organic + chemistry
Therefore Organic = Organ + ic

In conclusion, organic chemistry is the study of human organs and the resulting product when reacted with aqueous/ethanolic acid/alkali. For example, what happens when you react approximately 71.34244253 g of pure human intestine with aqueous sodim hydroxide.

Physics Lesson #1
....................

I'm going nuts.

Random stuff

2009-04-27T21:17:00.000-07:00

I'm planning to redo the entire layout of this blog, but 1: I have no time, 2:I have no internet connection 3:I have no time. I know that the list of links to other blogs is seriously incomplete, but then I doubt anyone would use this to get links to other blogs.. Oh well.

The Ielts presentation thing is starting to bug me. Seriously. I have no idea what to say for those five freaking minutes. I have enough material for maybe two minutes or so, but not more than that. Thinking of crapping my way through, but then that's the only thing I'm probably capable of.

Arashi's seriously getting addictive O.o I haven't really listened to the latest English songs, which effectively turned me into Eric's laughing stock as I was trying (and failing) to guess the artistes of the songs he played out on the laptop last night. So it's my fault that I thought Katy Perry was Taylor Swift??? Er... In some ways I guess so but then I haven't listened to radio ever since I came here so I guess I'm forgiven ^.^

Did I mention how awesome Arashi is?? Lol.. I was looking up stuff on Johnny's Entertainment, the talent agency/company who trained Arashi. Honestly I thought that it was a bit sick since it's almost like making use of young boys to make money but then the whole concept's pretty cool. The Arashi members debuted when they were around 16-19, joined the agency around 13-14, so you get what I mean? But what I don't get is another group of Johnny's boys, Hey! Say! Jump! is on average about 13 years old. That must mean that they joined up at a seriously young age. That is soo... When I was 13, I barely knew what was going around me, and those kids are already singing and dancing???

I kinda realised that I really do click with boys more. Either that or I just don't really connect with girls here. Sigh.

And to Chai: Get well soon kay ^.^ Kinda funny not being able to kacau u here in Ktt...

A moment of consideration...

2009-04-23T01:01:00.000-07:00

Ktt wifi is down, as usual, and I'm typing this out on the library computer. Taking a break from Biology, listening to the same songs I've been listening to since I woke up this morning - Arashi! - and feeling super bored because All 11 are having class and nobody to talk to for the past hour.

Been thinking about a certain theory I recently heard.

"All the 'budak lompat' as in, PTS students, are weird."

The truth of the above claim? Well, starting from the people in Muar... Majority are normal. I think more than majority are normal, in fact. However, I don't know if I can say the same for people like Dennis ^.^ unless you count over-hyperactivity as normal.

Moving on to Ktt.... A few that I know, in alphabetical order (Gosh don't kill me, guys, you know my sense of humor right?)

1. Beh - Normal. I guess.... But not really according to his housemate who was the one who put forth the abovementioned theory.
2. Choong - Hmmm...
3. Dhana - words can't put in what I want to say
4. Shawn - Still normal I suppose =p
5. Zeff - Er... Aside from being super hardworking and super genius and super disciplined, what else can I say?

After considering myself - I don't claim to be a very typical girl, but.... Ok I suppose that theory has a tiny bit of truth in it. Anyone disagree???

2009-04-18T08:44:00.000-07:00

AS is coming. Ktt is, as usual...........

Silent.

Jpa scholars are such study freaks, eh? Well everyone moving on from the euphoria of post pre-AS to the solemnness of AS. Lol.

Meanwhile, I've found something else to keep me occupied. I was randomly searching for new artistes on Youtube I haven't heard of, for a change in the music I listen to, when I stumbled upon this really awesome group.

(Why is it do I get the feeling that a number of people are going to be rolling their eyes? Especially those who had to suffer through my fan obsession with Nightmare. Not that I am no longer fascinated by Nightmare, now I only listen to their softer, less rock-y songs.)

~ARASHI~

Ok since my fascination with this group just started, I'm not sure who's who yet ^.^ lol. I do know, however, that the one in the centre is the leader@Riida, nicknamed Ohno. The one on his right, I THINK is Nino, who's so far my favourite hehe

My favourite Arashi song so far is Truth. At least I think that's the title. I've been listening to it so much, it's shot to the top of my most played songs in my phone playlist. I can just put that single song on repeat and listen until my phone battery gets flat, it's that good. Their dancing is amazing too, I particularly like their Arashi pv, which I think it's the one they debuted with. Yay Johnny's!

My arm hurts

2009-04-12T09:56:00.000-07:00

I survived the hairdresser's. Yup, that's right. I survived sitting two and a half hours in an uncomfortable, low-backed chair doing nothing more interesting than read a book I've read at least three times before and accompanied by nothing more than my loyal handphone.

(Reminder to self: Take off your earrings the next time you go there)

I went to get my hair permed. Yup, permed. Seriously.

First. Sat down in the chair, had my hair washed with a pretty nice-smelling shampoo - its smell made the word ester spring to my mind (Damn you Chemistry! Why are you taking over my life?)

Second. Had my hair put into rollers. Not just any rollers, but the really cool ones with elastic bands and goodness knows what else, since I wouldn't know how to use them anyway lol. Bad part - they were a bright, shocking pink. Worst - the hairdresser applied some kind of serum - my mum told them to use the serum, not the styling gel - with a really horrible smell. Again the word ester came to my mind, accompanied by a decision to never ever do any esterification on whatever alcohol or carboxylic acid or acyl chloride that would produce this kind of smell. By this kind of smell I mean the kind of smell you normally will get if you happen to walk in some back alley with filthy drains. Try KL's shops' back alleys.

Third. I waited.

And I waited.

And I waited.

For over two torturous hours. I tried to read my book but I could practically memorise the story by now. I amused myself taking random photos with my phone but that got boring too, especially if all you can do is sit in a chair and not move around. Then I tried listening to some music on my headphones after carefully pushing my hair away from my ears. Was already feeling so drowsy that I could have just slept. My current favourite, Westlife's Butterfly Kisses would have only put me to sleep - I know, emo song, but so what? - so I put on Nightmare at full volume.

And I still felt sleepy. Gosh. Amazing. Don't know how I can listen to Tokyo Shonen at full blast and feel sleepy.

When the rollers finally came off, I had to go wash my hair again - but this time, no shampoo. I don't know what they used, but finally....

My hair was done. Woots!

I didn't listen to a single word the hairdresser was telling me about haircare. I just left my parents waiting for my sister to finish her hair treatment, walked back home, and immediately collapsed on the bed.

Then, when I finally woke up, I checked myself properly in the mirror.

Huh??

Since my hair is naturally wavy already, and since I requested for big curls, there wasn't much of an effect. O.o I'm just waiting for the three day no-washing-hair period to be over so I can try a bit of that Curling Glaze or whatever it is to see if I can get tighter curls. Either way, my hair looks much neater. But since I can't wash my hair, that means no jogging this whole weekend. Damn I'm gonna get fat.

Don't you dare contradict that last sentence. I've been eating two helpings of everything since I got back. Still trying to wean myself off the fast food-twice-a-week habit I've gotten myself into lately. Blame Acts Church for being so near MacDonalds =p

And about the title of this post... Well... I think I have that problem when my right hand gets awfully cramped whenever the weather's cold O.o I'm too young to have random muscle pains!

I'll be going to the dentist's the next day, something I've been putting off for about nearly a year. Yawn. Mum's going to drop me off at a clinic I've never even heard of, but apparently it's next to Wetex. Shopping!

I'm crazy about nail polish now. My bright purple Elianto polish is a bit too tacky, according to all the guys I asked, so I'm trying out lighter colours now.

Think I should sleep now... Tata.

The Land of Far, Far Away in the Middle of Nowhere: Facts and Legends Revealed!

2009-04-01T22:08:00.000-07:00

Legend has it that there is a hidden kingdom in a faraway land, far away from cities and the rest of civilisation. It is no longer a legend, ladies and gentlemen - it is a fact! Hidden away in a land of green forests and abandoned brick structures, in a kingdom in itself - Kolej Teknologi Timur, or otherwise known by the abbreviation Ktt.

A ground floor view of this strange, forbidden kingdom. For some reason it looks rather like a row of orange-y shoplots. Other people, however, declare that it looks a bit like a college.

Ktt is a rather 'developed' kingdom, as many can attest. It is nearly self-sustaining, providing itself with its own food and water - although the source of these is a mystery yet to be uncovered, while water on occasion mysteriously vanishes from the taps because SYABAS is busy hacking away at pipes. It boasts its own transport system, education system, political system (gasp!), sports body and entertainment scene.

Ktt's transport system is truly a sight to behold. Consisting of a single bus and a few vans, this system is so incredible in the fact that it is nearly always late to pick up and send off passengers. Not to mention the state of its vehicles. Passengers, after experiencing a ride in the bus (pictured below) have always claimed that it is a real experience no one should miss out on. It holds the inofficial record in the region of being the only bus able to transport up to a hundred at once, despite the risks involved in this extreme feat. However, occasionally kttians do resort to taxis and rented vans for more convenience.

Ktt's one and only bus, upon which its transport system is heavily based.

As for its education system, things are a little more complicated. It seems that the entire ktt is based heavily upon a rather twisted education system, which is divided into two sections.

Of the first group, people who do not excel are immediately labelled as non-flyers, for reasons still unknown. Spectaculations have it that failures have their wings clipped off, like insects. Either that, or their AirAsia tickets are confiscated.

Of the second section, they are not subject to the flying/unable-to-fly rule as the first group, which makes it a lot easier for them. However, they do have to pay for citizenship, which for some reason makes them willing citizens, unlike the first group who rumor has it have actually been forced into Ktt against their will.

A few of the first group of afore-mentioned Ktt-ians. Notice that for some strange reason, they look extremely happy and are smiling away just because the photographer was pointing his/her magical little device at them. This strongly indicates that a general feature of Ktt-ians is their supreme ability to camwhore.

Yes, Ktt has its own political system. The exact structure of its politics are unknown, but it is strongly rumoured that the kingdom is ruled by a monarchy. Its age is still young, so any (lack of) development in its political system can still be forgiven. The ruler of Ktt is popularly and fondly known as (CENSORED). (CENSORED) rules Ktt with the aid of (CENSORED NO. 2) and (CENSORED NO. 3). (CENSORED NO. 2) is more in charge of Ktt's education system while (CENSORED NO. 3) takes over during the night to ensure minimum disruption of life.

The outline of the distinguished ruler of Ktt

Ktt, like any other community, also boasts its own sets of rules and regulations. Generally, following the conventional norm, none of the rules are paid any attention, for example the curfew rules, library rules, classroom rules, food and drinks rules, pets rules, attendance rules, dress codes, and anything else that can be broken has already been broken, shattered into pieces and smashed into oblivion.

One of the less-followed rules, broken nightly by the security guards and several immigrants who come to Ktt on a regular basis.

One of the rules of the library. In English it reads:
WARNING!
Not placing your shoes/slippers where they should be

We claim legal right, granted by the Supreme High Court, to confiscate your shoes/slippers and charging a reasonably low sum of fifty cents per pair.

Thank you for your kind donations. We know that beggars can't be choosers.

The citizens of this strange place are divided into social castes. Highest are the afore-mentioned rulers who maintain order, while the rest of the population randomly scattered into lower groups..

The parliament of Ktt resides behind these locked black doors. Mysterious, eh?

The population can also be divided into two species - Femo sapiens and Malmo sapiens. Femo sapiens far outnumber Malmo sapiens, perhaps due to the fact that they are more superior in their specialised fields. Aside from the physical differences these two species have, they are also different in the way they do certain things. For example, the Femo sapiens have a tendency to gather in huge groups to do things together and talk loudly about makeup, studies, clothes, studies and studies.

A group of Femo sapiens in one of their mysterious gatherings. The one in blue is apparently putting a blade to a very innocent chocolate cake with full malicious intent.

Malmo sapiens, on the other hand, tend to be slightly more insane creatures than their counterparts. Some are even so dangerous to the point that their rooms have to be secured with grills for the safety of others.

An example of the more sanity-lacking Malmo sapiens home with the adress 11-(CENSORED), inhabited by a noise machine, a cow, and two coconut trees (one tall and the other short), secured with a grill at the balcony. Note the transverse wave-shaped electrical wire hanging at the balcony ceiling, designed in such a way because the inhabitants study too much Physics.

An interesting point to note is that this species also tend to play volleyball a lot, which is a game of hitting a ball back and forth with your hands and occasionally succeeding in getting the ball trapped high above in a nearby grassy hill.

One of their daily volleyball games.

A member of this intriguing species raising a hand in victory as he succeeds in harvesting a rather large white, blue and yellow-coloured orange from the weeds on the hills.

Lastly are the immigrants, who are either permanent residents or regular tourists. The regular tourists appear to run several businesses selling foodstuff, while the permanent residents, although have no obvious part in Ktt, do claim a part in the kingdom by marking territories.

A good example of how the territories are marked. Said owner of the Proton Kancil* (real car name not used) is also infamous for being extremely kind hearted to neighbours, for example the Malmo sapiens who inhabit Tangga (CENSORED) One of their favourite hobbies is reported to be real-life Counterstrike with axes, sticks and machetes, rather than machine gunes, carried out whenever there is any noise past a certain, sacred time.

Oh gosh I hope I don't get into trouble. But then... You guys know perfectly well that the guy who did the Chinese Negaraku is from Muar. Well I'm from Muar too, so....

Er... Cough, cough....

That is all for today, a brief look into the mystery that is Kolej Teknologi Timur. Thank you.

Cough cough... Sorry to the guys of Tangga 11.... Lol hahahahahahahahahahaha...

=.= jeez

2009-03-25T11:04:00.000-07:00

I don't know why I'm still a bit upset when I know that nothing really happened. I know that the people involved might be reading this, or might hear about this post, but I really don't care right now. A few people can probably guess what this is about: my "surprise" birthday party.

I mean, you know perfectly well that coming back from church, I'll be wearing jeans. Jene even warned you all about it, and knowing that I'll be upset. But still you guys didn't care and went ahead with it anyway.

Have you ever considered that you might spoil my clothes? I mean, when I do those kind of pranks, I always try to make them as harmless as possible, just in case you haven't noticed. I don't play the kind of pranks that would get you dirty when I know that you'll be wearing your good clothes.

Let's say that I wouldn't be wearing jeans, and I wouldn't be coming back from church. What if I were dressed in white?

Still, Jene warned you guys that I would be wearing jeans. I guess you all felt that me dirtying my jeans would be no big deal, huh? Ever take into consideration that I would have to wash them later? I guess not. Ever take into consideration that the stains might be permanent? I guess not. Toothpaste is still okay, but tomato sauce?

And those were my new jeans. Levi's. I know that some of you are so filthy rich that every single pair of jeans you own are Levi's. I am not as rich, and I never had branded things before. Those jeans were my first pair of real branded clothes. I bought them with my own money. They're worth over RM 200, more than I have ever spent at one go on clothes. Imagine if your favorite, new outfit got ruined with red tomato stains just because of a birthday prank. How would you feel?

And do you know how hard is it to wash jeans by hand? I guess not. I am not like most people who have the convenience of maids and washing machines to do everything for them. Do you want to try? To all those people, I tell you: Go try it out. See if you won't be complaining like I am now. It is not easy, for your information.

And then I never got a single apology. Not even one. You didn't apologise when you dirtied my bedsheets with cake. You didn't think twice about throwing cake at someone who's lying in bed, so why would you consider the consequences of this? The next day, before Joel's party, I mentioned it to a few of you. No apology. You just didn't care. The next day, at cf. No apology again. Do you know how mad I am?

What if I had really fallen for it and sat down in the chair? What if my jeans were permanently stained? Would you have paid me for them? Would you have even apologised? I guess not.

A birthday prank is done for the joke of it, and the harmless fun. Not so that the people involved would have to spend an hour later cleaning and washing up. Did a single one of you offer to stay behind and help Mei Yee and I clean up the apartment? No. You all ran away the moment the cake was finished.

To all those people I say: You are very lucky the ACTS people came, because I was fully planning on announcing it at CF. You are very lucky that the stains aren't as visible. But I know perfectly well that the stains aren't showing just because the jeans are a dark blue. Please, please, just grow up and be more considerate of how people feel. Please consider that other people have feelings to. Just because you are so happy-go-lucky and carefree, it doesn't mean that other people have their heads in the clouds as well.

The girls have never seen me lose my temper, and I pray that you never do, but this is truly above the limit. I did not spend so much of my own money on a pair of jeans that I don't mind them getting spoilt just after I wore them less than ten times. I will never take down this post, and although I did not name anyone, you know perfectly well who you are. You are very lucky that I did not mention the names. I know who planned this. I know who else was at the party.

Please, please just grow up. I know that it was not intentional, but the plain inconsiderateness of it all is truly annoying. You knew that I would be wearing jeans, yet you didn't care. How would you feel if you were in my place? Do you know how angry I am?

I was not planning on writing this here, but your lack of regret at what you have done, even when I said that my jeans were stained from it, is really over the limit. And no, I will not take down this post until I feel like it.

Damn....

2009-03-23T02:07:00.000-07:00

Just had what had to be the worst birthday of my life.

First thing I have leg cramps from the Feskott, woke up at about 1 pm ignoring all the messages I got wishing me happy birthday because damn tired. Then had to rush to get ready for ACTS. It's funny getting introduced to someone whom you've actually known since you were a kid, only that you didn't realise it. About ten minutes before the service ended, I was like, "Oh, it's him."

At least that cheered me up. Can we have a Muar youth reunion sometime? ^.^ I kinda miss everyone.. It's different, somehow.

But then some things just really annoy me... I was so irritated that right after the party the girls had, I had to get out of the apartment before I blew up. Swore at Adi when he messaged me, nearly snapped at Shawn when I met him outside the CR, and found Choong and ranted like mad at him. (Sorry guys =.=)

Damn... I'm still fuming.

What? O.o

2009-03-21T07:58:00.000-07:00

Warning: The following post might make very little sense because I am soooo sleepy

How did Red house win? I mean, how on earth did we get first place in Feskott?

No, wait, let me rephrase that question with one that will bring about more understanding of my shock.

How did a house with All 10 manage to lose to a house that has All 7??

I suppose it was the non-sporting events - marching and senamrobik (what do you call that in English???) that helped us a lot. Oh, and not to mention the running girls. Christine and Li Ying you guys are scarcy O.o oh wait, should I have said 'you girls' instead?

Thanks to the Feskott, I wasted at least two hours each evening watching the tarik tali and volleyball. Didn't take pics, because too busy shouting and honestly it's a bit scary to take out your handphone during volleyball. Reason: thud (sound of ball boucing off the court) and smash (where the phone breaks into a hundred pieces because it just got hit by the ball) Ok, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration but still don't wanna risk it anyway.

Red house tarik tali embarassing leh. So I just watched the Blue house and supported two of the guys who drive me nuts every time I see them. Volleyball still ok ok I suppose... Now I understand how guys feel when watching football. I don't really get excited at many things, especially at things I watch, not even when watching a particularly exciting movie or something, but now I just say that I get it.

All 7 rules ping pong. That's all I can say.

Two days into Feskott, Jene calls Felicia and asks her to find dancers for the closing ceremony. Being the idiot I was, I joined O.o

Last day was the coolest. Larian Mesra was... tiring. I got up at 6.30 with the intention of getting something to eat and keeping alert so I wouldn't fall asleep halfway, but then went back to sleep, saw Mei Yee get up to go bathe, continued lying in bed half-asleep until she finished and got ready, before finally dragging myself out of bed.

(I haven't woken up so early in probably half a year. When I was woken up by my alarm I distinctly remember staring at the phone screen wondering which button to press and what the words say on the screen =.= I was using my old phone, and it took quite a while to figure out which was the 'Disable' button)

Mei Yee got 5th O.o I got 7th... Worst part was when you see the stadium, but you still have to run all the way around it. I was following Mei Yee, wondering where to go, then Keshan overtook us and she followed him and I followed her - you get my point - and when I saw that we had to go a whole round around the track, I was like, what????

I was so blur by the end of the run, I thought that Jooanne was directly in front of me. Then suddenly it was Mei Yee who was in front of me. Then nearing the finishing line, I thought that Jooanne was before me. Took me half a day to figure it out. It was actually Joey in front of me =.=

After that, a group of us went back, I bathed, then shot back off to the stadium again, this time in a bus ferrying the senamrobik and marching Red house to the stadium. Cheering and shouting and taking pictures like crazy in the bus. Shouting, "Rumah merah! Merah!" when got no other houses to hear so I shouted "All 7!" instead. (Cos almost all of us were All 7 ^.^)

Had rehearsal, that went back to Ktt again only to have to go back in half an hour. Almost got sick on the way there since sitting on the seat that faced back and we were shooting up and down the hilly parts =.=

Bla bla bla, we had some races, some really awesome marching formations, not forgetting an extremely long speech from Ktt's VLP (by the way that means Very Late People) that no one was really listening to, then I had to embarrass myself in front of the whole college again... Lucky that the finishing samba pose at the end was on time.

Closing ceremony was the first time I saw bags flying in the air O.o

Pics:

A small party after our opening ceremony dance. Me, of course holding the camera and absent from the pic - as usual

How to smuggle people ^.^

So you won't get lost in the stadium... If you can even get lost in it

Jene with the three A's... The two guys on either side of Jene are named Ash O.o The third Ash, is of course the All 7 Ash..The Ash in red is super hyperactive, leg injured still can breakdance and after that dancing around the field during the prize-giving ceremony...

Red house's tent looks like a Hotlink tent doesn't it?

Digi

Celcom

Unidentified private phone line XD

Happy birthday to me... My aunt was first person to wish me (one whole day early lol) followed by Chai.

Gonna k.o now...

Wow

2009-03-20T22:07:00.000-07:00

Wow.

Mei Yee.....

WOW

^.^

2009-03-19T00:31:00.000-07:00

I'm typing this on the library computer while taking a break from Physics while waiting for my class to start, so no random pics here.. Heh

BTW: Thank you so much to Adi for your great service to the entire web-surfing population of Ktt ^.^

One thing I recently learned - those bitches you see in chick flicks (not that I watch them) like Mean Girls are real. Yup. Those horrors actually walk our earth, staining everything they touch with the colour of pure bitchiness, shaking their (non-existent) assets at everything that has a not-so-negligible amount of testosterone and generally acting like the spoilt, bratty drama queen, whining at everything and practically begging - read: demanding - attention for their (again non-existent) cuteness and prettiness and goodness knows what else they have.

Everyone should know this - I am not a fan of girls who go all extreme girliness. There's a limit for everything. Girls are not meant to stay indoors spending their entire lives perfecting that colour tone of their makeup, nor are they meant to be permanently squealing away at the cuteness of some stuffed toy. Which is why people will never catch me clutching at a puffy white ball with beads for eyes going, "ooh this is soooo adorable soooo cute.... oooh aren't you the most adowable wittle ittie bittie twing muacks muacks muacks."

Point in fact: I nearly went nuts with irritation watching this girl fuss about every single little thing just recently. I'm not the only one who thinks so, I know, but she's just so darn annoying. For goodness sake, grow up! If you haven't had anything to eat, apologise and say that you're feeling a bit weak but you'll do your best, not "Pity me, come on, I haven't had anything to eat like since, forever, so it's not my fault that I'm whining away like this" (read: Pity me, I haven't had anything to eat because I'm dieting to fit into that bikini so it's not my fault that I'm whining, and you know that I want you down on your knees worshipping me not caring what I do wrong because I'm cuteness and beauty personified)

Ok. Enough of ranting for now. One thing to wonder about: Why are some people just so complicated? O.o

Damn pre-AS. I know I'm going to do very badly *sadly waves goodbye to my record of marks in Biology. (Come on, spare my ego here, this is the first time I've actually enjoyed a Science subject enough to memorise the whole textbook just for the heck of it)

Red house is so going down for Feskott. It's so humiliating to watch the matches... Come on guys! At least win one volleyball match? O.o

Happy birthday to everyone who has a birthday in March! I had no idea there were so many... Let me try to see if I can get this...
Queena (my sis) - =p
Mei Yee - liked the party?
Sarah - Woohoo
Prashan - O.o
Jing Ying - Hey
Cheng - I DON'T love you
Eric - Don't bomb me la
Chua - You're so gay leh
(and his lover) Joel - Don't go gay, kay?
Choong - Sending me a message so early in the morning in Japanese is going to make me @.@
Li Yan - You can walk!!
Christine Tan - Don't jog so much la, you're so skinny already
Justin - see Justin I still can remember your birthday! Hmm... Wonder if I'll ever see you again.
Hui Ming - whee SAB genius...

I got a feeling that I'm missing quite some others too... Oh well. Class calls. I think.... For once I'm going to trust Kelvin

What???

2009-03-15T23:36:00.000-07:00

I think the college wifi blocked Facebook. Damn ktt!!

Adventure

2009-03-09T03:29:00.000-07:00

Situation: Ktt wifi, as usual, is down. I'm in Susu's apartment. She's on the computer while I'm reading Biology

"Still no connection..."

"Let's take taxi, go to Giant and go online there."

"Yeah, let's go."

"Let's go."

"Let's go."

We look at each other and grin.

"Wait, are you serious?"

"Yeah, serious. Let's go."

Look at each other and grin again.

"Serious?"

"Yeah, serious. Let's go."

Less than half an hour later, we are at Giant. Nearly three hours later, we are at kfc. I'm blogging and Susu is on Nora's laptop. And my fingers are frozen.

Some random stuff...

1. Chemistry Practical
Anyone who uses the second Chemistry lab - the one at the back would have noticed that the walls are beautifully stained. Yup, that's right. As of now, the stains have been cleaned up but here's a pic before they destroyed our art

Situation: Our assignment is to heat some brown solution - I don't remember what it was exactly - in a boiling tube over a Bunsen burner. I am hanging around. Kelvin is doing the heating. The solution bubbles, starting to boil. He takes it away from the heat.

Everything ok so far.

Gabriel comes back.

"Hey look at this."

The boiling tube goes back over the heat. BOOM. The boiling solution explodes out of the boiling tube and stains a really neat line of spots up the wall on the ceiling.

Cool, eh? =p

Anyone understand now why I'm so nervous about my practical exam?

2. What makes water blue?

This is absolutely real. This hotel in Lumut has these two pools side by side. One is green and the other is blue. The green one happens to be the adult pool, so you would think that adults would have the sense not to go swimming in a pool that looks like a radioactive waste mining pool, right?

Wrong. The next morning, people were swimming about in the green pool as if it's normal for swimming pools to be green. Ewwww...

3. Assembly of God Muar: Christ Ignitors - Extend 2 Build

The Christ Ignitors shirt for this year ^.^

4. Jeans
I got a pair of Levi's jeans I'm wearing right now ^.^ Loving them!

Post #20

2009-03-03T08:31:00.000-08:00

Who on earth invented friends? =.=

All Ktt guys are either annoying/weird.

All Muar guys are either annoying/weird.

Fine. Who on earth invented all the guys I know???

Is it just me, or is it that all the people I know are going to drive me nuts one day???

Thank goodness girls aren't this complicated.

Well some of them are, but I can handle them.

Guys? No way.

Post #19

2009-02-22T09:17:00.000-08:00

A lot of things happened lately, so I'm just blogging randomly. Not even sure if anyone's even reading this though.

Prashan pointed out to me at the CR earlier that I've become more quiet lately O.o that guy always notices my mood swings (yeah I do suffer from them) but he's one of the few who actually points it out to me. Apparently, he does that because he's bored, if what he told me some time ago is true.

I noticed that I mainly go all emo when I'm writing - in a writing mood, that is. I'm finally starting on the story I've been planning and detailing out for the past 2 years or so, and it's still too early to say if it'll be good. Not many people in ktt know my secret hobby ^.^ so I guess too everyone I'm just looking all emo...

We just had our cny celebration, and it was honestly awesome. Prashan said there was a lot of singing, but then, Ponggal night had too much dancing so we're even, right? I was on the performance committee ^.^ we look super cool in this pic

Haziqah and I directed the sketch. Daniel came up with the idea, Haziqah wrote the script, I made most of the props and also did most of the shouting during practice. It turned out way better than I thought it would be, and I really owe those guys an apology for shouting at all of them during rehearsal =.= Susu kinda told me that I should apologise, when I brought the topic up, and I was fully intending to go apologise to all of them personally but it was waaay too awkward. So I just sent out smses to everyone, and as expected, it was mainly the girls who replied =.=

The dance... Well after watching the video my first reaction was - OMG. I guess it was pretty obvious that I didn't have much training - ok, NO training at all. I partnered with Daniel - I think we look odd together though O.o

Me taking a photo in the mirror, trying to see what kind of difference makeup did.

Me and the guys in the dance. Daniel looks macho leh O.o

Right before the dance. Even when in the middle of panicking, still sempat to pose for picture. Dunno why I suddenly posed like that though =.=

After the dance, with our closing pose.

There was a lion dance starting up the event, and I think it was the first time I watched a lion dance performance this year, since for cny I didn't go back to Sitiawan as I usually did. While waiting for Datin to come, still sempat to take pic with the lions ^.^

Don't ask why I'm the only girl there. It was just me, Eric, Ashwin and Rahim going to take the picture, but in a split second everyone else crammed in =.= ktt guys are amazing

Even before that also was busy taking pics. Mainly it was me holding the camera because I still haven't learnt to willingly let someone else use my phone to take pictures =.="

Me and Sarah. If you're reading this, Sarah, I know you love this pic =p

The guys. Note that they're sitting on the sofas meant for our college very own VIP, Datin.

And with the oddest pose I've ever seen.

Then there was the Ponggal night. Just when I got on the bus to go to the hall in BBST, it occurred to me that the festival is a religious event. Which got me thinking. I hate even going to churches with different teachings from my own church, and that's even when it's praying to the same God. And here I am attending the ponggal thingy. I wouldn't even step into a Buddhist temple even though it's a tourist attraction, not even to use the toilet. I guess that thought pretty much stopped me from enjoying myself that night. And also the fact that Prashan said I look mature wearing... that. Dude I know la, you mean I look old right? =.= So end up I didn't take pictures with anyone, only a few... I did take with Prashan though O.o

And I think I might be switching to Acts Church as well, for the lone reason that it really is a place for the Christ Ignitors. Edwin was there, I'm sure Lenora is/was there, I'm there, and now Jason is there too. Still remember, on the very day I received some sort of spiritual awakening, I realised how much I miss my church back home. On that day itself, I met Jason in Acts. Is it a sign from God? O.o

On another note, I realised that people around me are changing. Either it's just me, or most of my friends are no longer who I thought they were. It's happening back home and here as well. For me, even though it's tempting to do fun stuff, it's not in line with the W.W.J.D. concept. What would Jesus do. I took to wearing the wristband while "suffering" from the "after-effects" of the Passion Conference, and now I realised that many of the things I've been doing isn't exactly what Jesus would do. I've gotten close to Jene lately, and it's amazing that we agree on so many things, even shopping ^.^ I've been dangerously close to going permanently into self-destruction, at an early age. Not going to challenge fate by living wild again. I've already crossed the limit at least once. Not going there anymore. It's scary, honestly. It's incredible, only by God's grace, that I survived. And things like that always happens when you think that a little fun won't hurt.

One thing came to my mind. There's a verse in the Bible - not sure which one - saying that we are defined by the friends we mix with. I'm making a point to spend more time with my brothers and sisters in Christ now. Recently been feeling very spiritually weak. Not like the time right after my SPM, when everything seemed great. Now... I don't blame the people I've been mixing with, since it's all my fault in the end, for not being stronger. Thank God I met Jason. He reminds me of my brothers and sisters back home.

I answered altar call at Acts Church today. Was feeling a bit empty lately. Mood swings? O.o Most probably. These few days I'm beginning to enjoy spending time alone. It's really peaceful, and does wonders for writing inspiration. I'm still not giving up on my dream to become a fiction author ^.^

2009-02-10T01:52:00.000-08:00

1. What's your favorite colour? No favorites. Depends on my mood really.

2. Who was the last person you said 'love you' to? Sarah. Why? Erm... Oh yeah, cos she said she had extra angpow packets I could use for my sketch ^.^

3. What dessert did you eat just now? I didn't even have a proper meal... Cashewnuts?

4. What movie did you watch recently? Underworld 3. Fell asleep in the middle so does it count?

5. Suggest a person with a name that starts with a 'Z'. Zeff

6. A person with a name that starts with a 'T'. Er... TESG??

7. Who annoyed you recently? Shahril with his stupid fake accents.

8. Are you engaged? No way.

9. Suggest a person that goes through your mind when the following words are listed :

a) Cute - Adeline
b) Fun - Kelvin
c) Independent - Mei Yee
d) Charming - Rahim
e) Formal - All my lecturers when exam is coming
f) Frank - Gabe
g) Hot - Jojo
h) Sweet - Wong ^.^
i) Bubbly - Sarah
j) Stubborn - Shawn =p disciplined la, i mean. It's a compliment, kay

10. What did you do the previous afternoon? Direct sketch practice

11. Who are you thinking of now? Felicia, cos I'm late for her meeting

12. Do you want to change any part of you? If yes, which part? Too deep a question to answer

13. What was the last thing that you bought? A canned drink

14. If you were an animal, which animal would you be? Nitrifying bacteria in root nodules, cos they seem to have everything they need given to them. Yeah, I just studied Bio, so what?

15. What is the colour of your eyes? Dark brown

16. What is your most memorable experience? Rcently, going to Sunway

17. Why? Redbox. Chua. Joel. Shawn. Choong. My hearing.

18. If you can become a mythlogical creature, what would it be? Erm... a goddes?

19. If you can have any power in the world, which would you choose? Flying??

20. The first phrase that comes to your mind I'm late for the meeting.

Tag five people :
Consider yourself tagged if you read this, gotta hurry!!!

Post #18

2009-02-06T10:56:00.000-08:00

Random stuff:

Just lepaking around in Facebook, and thinking that Daniel Gan looks a bit like Darwis in his profile pic. Then remembered of an incident two years ago, that Daniel can still remember my name even though haven't met in, like, three years. And we weren't exactly friends at that time either, just acquaintances.

Had to think really hard before managing to spell the word "acquaintances" in the previous paragraph. And I'm still doubting if it's accurate.

Just folded an origami lily - or is it a tulip??

Have to prepare for sketch practice on Monday. And -yay!- got Shawn, Chua and Choong to help out, something I would consider a miracle considering the current... er... situation. Had to really talk firmly when dealing with those guys sometimes =.= Sarah's excited squealing thingy is rubbing off me.

Kelvin took my phone stylus in Bio class yesterday and hid it. Got me really nervous when I thought I lost it. Note to self: You are an idiot for not seeing it coming.

Wondering what I've gotten myself into for cny. Choir, modern dance and sketch. Choir, ok ok. Modern dance: am a complete fool to believe that I can actually dance at all, so working really hard. Pity Rahim for having to teach me the spinning thing. And sorry to Daniel if you're reading this =p I find you really funny sometimes, but then I'm really trying to prove to the others that I'm capable of dancing as well, since they're so much more experienced. Sigh. Note to self: You are truly an idiot.

Note to self: Remember to ask Mum about chicken nuggets. If the outside is nicely browned and crispy, but the inside a bit soft, is it fully cooked???

Note to self: Stop burning your sausages on purpose. Yeah, I know I like them when they're really a dark brown, but it can't be too healthy.

Note to self: You hesitated on the spelling of healthy. Your English is going down the drain. BACK TO WRITING!!

Note to self: Tidy up desk and find pendrive and usb cable. Both said pendrive and usb cable should be somewhere around.

Note to self: You have to wake up at 9 tomorrow to go out, you haven't rewritten the script as you said you would, it's past 3 am in the morning, you haven't washed your clothes, and you're frigging blogging??

Learnt some new stuff. Why cooking oil mixed with water can be explosive. Why a hot plate is called a hot plate. How it feels like to be electrocuted on the mains switch. Why I shouldn't stay up so late. How to dance O.o How to fold origami lily/tulip. How to squeal like Sarah O.O That talking in a high-pitched voice gives me a rather numb throat. How to crap =P That mayo and tomato sauce mixed together is really damn delicious.

Things I haven't learnt but will have to: Where my pendrive and usb cable is. How the hell am I going to produce a sketch by the first rehearsal when I have to schedule practice around at least four other performance practices. The first chapter of Bio in the A2 syllabus. Who exactly are some of the people on my Facebook friends list (I know some are my seniors, some childhood friends, but I can't draw out a specific memory from my past that involves them =.=")

Ok, realised that it's incredibly late now - or superbly early in the morning, so I better get to sleep. Damn. I need to get up at 9 tomorrow.

Post #17

2009-02-05T03:47:00.000-08:00

I'm toooooo busy. Someone help.

I'm stealing ideas from the Christ Ignitors Christmas dramas.

I'm trying to figure out some stuff I've never considered before.

Help