It's been awhile...

Hello World!

Long time no blog. Guess I did not have the mood to blog. But it's funny why I am blogging now, since I have an assignment and presentation due tomorrow, my mid-term exams are next week, I need to memorize my script by this Sunday and it's been 2 weeks since that day.

College has been hard on me and honestly speaking, eventhough I am constantly surrounded by a bunch of new friends, I still feel alone. It's OK, I'm getting numb to it. 

At least last Sat I had a lovely break from reality. :D Canticle Singers were AWESOME. I'm so gonna get a pony tail! And I really sound weird on digital form, or maybe my brain just project my voice differently. Really, I sound like an Ah Beng. T___T  I need a new voice box... wonder if I can get it from the Body Shop. HAHA lame joke really.

In the mean time, have a limited edition picture of moi

Ok, that's all for now.

Have a nice day.

Barfday? Burpday? Blupday? Birthday?

This is a delayed birthday post to me. I originally was to lazy to post it, but a certain turtle or penyu won't let me off easy. Hmm... where should I start? Err... better start from the start of the eve of my birthday.

20th March

Guess I didn't expected much on that day except the RBS reunion because Li Ann was in town. Kinda fun spending the whole day in KLCC with a bunch of equally crazy youth to do just wander around and talk about anything under the sun. Literally just wander around and just talk. Hahaha! Shopping~~ XP But seriously it was fun to be reunited once again just after 4 days since the RBS reunion in Sunway Red Box. XP

Have a laugh, have a pic:

Camwhoring. Kim's speciality.

Emo-ing

Just wandering around... again.

Bring out the Bollywood-ness in me.


Bring out the model in me.

Bring out the kid in me.

Also bringing out the kid in me.

Again, the model in me. (I think I look better without Eng Hoe XP jkjk)

Teaching people how to skip like me. I need new recruits...

Us with all the happy smily faces.

Us again.

Ah... blissful time spending it with you guys. :)

Well, it didn't end there. About 4 o' clock I think, Keen King called me while I still was in KLCC to go out. So I was like okay. But the funny thing is they ask me to go and meet up at 6 30 pm. So I continue my lepaking with my RBS mates untill 6.00 pm.

I reached the Bangsar LRT station at 6. 30pm on the dot. I'm always early for some reason... even for the KLCC trip. And well... we only met up at 8 30 pm. I guess I learn the value of patience well. Enjoying the breeze of the evening air. Watching the sun decends slowly into the horizon among the polluted gasses.

I'll just fast forward now to fish & co since 2 hours of waiting is not so interesting.

Met up with Boon Yang, Wen Jun and Keen King and waited for Jun Yu and his girlfriend to come. Turns out the girlfriend was a childhood friend of mine. Interesting. But I didn't bother to tell her who I was. Too lazy I guess. HAHAHA! Well, at least they found out yesterday.

Interestingly I wasn't into fish that day, so I ordered sword-fish. XP Lame right? I know! haha down to 10 bucks in my wallet.

Note: If you think you are holy, then please stop reading from this point on... Thank you =)

Then we went to D'haven to celebrate my birthday. Hehe.... No shisha for me though. I still hold fast to my principles.

Long Island was nice. I prefer Blue Lagoon though. *hint *hint.

Here's some more pictures.

Keen King trying to be a pro shisha-er

Failed...

After about one hour (and after numerous times of "secretly" discussing about what to get for me), Keen King and Jun Yu went out to get my gift. Haha. Thanks for all your effort! And thanks for belanja-ing me AK-47 and the Long Islands and also the clown. The clown was pretty cute. =D Love it! AK-47 was fun to drink. I still love cherries. ^^

Me with me birthday gift.

Me savouring my birthday gift.

There was a video of me downing down my AK-47. Go to PenYU's blog to see. If you want to see that is.

Well, after the excitement and receiving numerous sms' wishing me Happy Birthday, we went back and crashed at Jun Yu's place.

Then went home the next day for my YF. And then went out to celebrate my birthday with GodMa. Dinner was not bad. Then next day, went for steamboat. My mom's friend belanja'd me again. Awesome steamboat at puchong, man!! STEAM AH!!!

Well, that's how I spent my pre, during, and post birthday days.

THANK YOU ALL!

GOD BLESS!!!

The Perfect Results

God has answered my prayers! Praise God! I believe He had given me the perfect results to satisfy my soul.

I got 8 A's for SPM.

It's not straight so lest I can boast about myself and still not so low that I can be ashamed of.

Some of you might find me retarded but I don't care. God gave me this gift to prove that he cares for my needs. Not my wants but my needs.

God bless!

Back from outer space? More like inner space.

So much lessons learn, friendship made, laughs shared, tears shed, thoughts expressed... and all for what?
Life, of course!

RBS was an AWESOME experience. It's time now to live out the experience.

I am not holier now, I am more sinful than ever.

[edited]

I realised that the above was not really a fitful description of RBS.
So after reviewing some of my friends' blogs I was peer pressured into this:

What RBS meant to me:

Or what I learn:

Notes: This is not all there is to RBS, these are just some. There are just too much...

I learnt what it takes to be a real man, a leader.... with emotions/compassion.

I learnt to speak no evil, smell no evil, see no evil, hear no evil and think no evil. Or at least try to do them.

I learnt that everyone is just ordinary untill we get to know them.

I learnt to be serious at times... I'm serious...

I learnt that I should put more trust in the circle of close friends I have.

I learnt that God is closer than I thought, all I had to do is lift a finger.

I learnt that every moment is a gift from God. It is His present for us.

I learnt that I can accomplish anything through Christ who gives me strength.
(Yes the flag is fake but it still carries its meaning)

I learnt that I have a great mission team called Glasgow!



Thank You RBS, for giving me the opportunity to learn...

PS: noticed there are less girls in the photos eventhough the girls outnumbered the boys? That proves it, guys are just better posers than girls. Just kidding!

GOD Bless!

I am not rotting!!! I am just degenerating slowly...

Weeeeeeee It's the 3rd week of school reopen... Wait.... why do I care? HAHAHA no school!


Hehe... some of you might be wondering what I'm doing nowadays so that I won't go insane from boredom, so here's the list:

• Driving lessons (kinda fun but I really wish the instructor would stop leaving me all alone to drive around while he go yam cha)
• Gai Gai (basically just lepaking around with other free people, the Loos included)
• Reading (self-explanatory)
• Occasional gai gai by myself
• Helping around in the house.
• Internet

Yeah, maybe its not so much of a impressive list but it still achieved its purpose.

Residential Bible School is just next week! I'm really excited, yet still feel homesickness already. Amazing huh? Contradicting emotions usually happens consequently.

And I decided to stay back in PJ whereas my parents go to Kuala Terengganu on the the 23rd. I will catch them later on the 26th. Guess the reason for me wanting to stay back is... no idea? HAHAHA Maybe its because that weekend is the last weekend the Loos are here? Or maybe Zoe and Marie's farewell is this coming Saturday? Or maybe I want to spend as much time with the friends around me as much as possible before going to RBS? Or maybe there's not much relatives back in KT. After all, all my grandparents are gone.

So yeah, that means I'll be home alone for 3 days before CNY. Anybody wants to adopt me?

PS: I appreciate the advice from Ben Phua, "Go hunting in RBS, but please don't hunt preys you can't kill."

A new year, a new start

Yes, I know it is weird and late for a new year post, but heck I'm writing anyway eventhough it will be a short one.

It really is weird. To not buy text books for school. To not wake up early for school. To not be dressing up for school. To not do any homework for school.

But enough on that, I shall not dwell on the past if not I'll never move forward. Someone once wrote that, " To start a new life, you have to die to the old." I couldn't agree more.

So for now, I just have to be a ronin and bear with it for awhile.

Any wishes for this year? I wish I would be a more people person.

Enjoy the year ahead!

YF camp 08 [from my point of view]

Bonjour! Je parle Français!!! Merci beaucoup SLOO!!!
Translation: Hello! I speak french!!! Thank you very much, SLOO!!!

Yes I'm back from Youth Camp. So as per-usual like everyone else, I would like to jot down what happen, lessons, people, or anything I see that is worth putting down on my blog.


THE ACTIVITIES
Caving in Gua Tempurong for the second time is not too bad. Although my shoes became sole-less and it feels like walking bare footed on the small sharp rocks with only a thin piece of cloth strapped around my feet. Well, at least those shoes were old and worn and thankfully not Nike or Addidas (another reason for not buying branded goods).

Workshops were great. I thank God for enabling me to participate in the French workshop. We get to discover how to say our names in french. Well, for me that part was pretty much simple. Sloo's a great and patient teacher. Well done!
(though it was a bit weird when suddenly the Sing with Yuen Yuen Workshop interupted us with a funny song they composed, Well done to you guys too!)

Games were not too bad too! The Sukaneka (that has nothing related to sports) was indeed quite fun. I am glad to see all my group whole heartedly doing through every single disgusting things like stuffing their face with shaving cream, or stuffing their face into flour to find coins. And the best thing is: WE DID IT WITH A SMILE!

(plus I ruin the Jenga when it was at its last block)

Mystery Night too was well, a mystery. HAHA Basically its like CSI finding who kill the victim, using what weapon, where did it took place, and why. The whole event actually took 2 hours but time flies when we're having fun. Jason Voon's sexy acting scared the hair off people. Well, we didn't get first place but it's all right. We were close.

Talent time is yet another awesome thing to watched. The group Zeal would definitely be dead without Kevin Loo. And David Ho really has a limited vocabulary. Muruku?

THE CAMPSITE

As some of you have noted in my fellow YF-ers blogs. Yes the campsite was nice and clean but full of flies. That's because we were practically in the middle of nowhere. A good place to make someone stranded for life. Yeah. So the campsite is extremely good... so long as you don't open your mouth too long. A fly might just fly in.

Tragically, we didn't get to use much of the facilities due to the tight schedule. But it was all right.

Toilets were clean. Food were good. Beds were comfortable. Nettings for insects were there. And air cons were working! So I guess this campsite goes way up to my list for great compare to some other campsites I went to.

THE SPEAKER

Joshua Liong

You've seen him, you've heard him, and now you shall add him on FACEBOOK !!! So yeah. He was our camp speaker for Passion for God. He was just simply amazing. He just gets to the point and the point drives through you like a sword through your heart. Something most speakers won't do. They just try to create impressive and decorative jargon and makes you think too much untill you're brain is back to square one: empty.

All the things he had said are well, to me not new things but still things that I haven't thought of in a long, long time. Things that always remained in the back of my head, untill now. It is just incredible to be reminded that God chose to let us be involved in his plans. And the purpose for us is just too incredible so that glory goes back to God.

Thanks to him, I get my spiritual high and passion renewed for God.
(Team Hoyt always brings tears to my eyes without fail.)


THE PEOPLE
The people there are just super great. Spontaneous, active, willing to listen, ready to laugh and most importantly, GREAT FRIENDS!!! They are the people you wish time would just stood still and never ends.

Their sharing are just great encouragement for people like me. It shows that they are growing and in the right path.

On the last night of camp, I and Han Jung stayed up till 2:30 am for bonding session. It was really nice. Haha too bad the rest slept so fast. You guys should have seen the dining hall when it is dark. Outside was dark, inside was dark and the place is full of windows. Just imagine if someone in white suddenly walk past one of them. Brrrr....

YOUTH CAMP IS AWESOME!!!

Note to self: I only wish I was more friendlier to people.

I would understa-a-a-and~ Monday is not so bad day after all...

Eventhough it was really really really short notice, the best school friends made it to mid valley to catch:

Yes, you get it. Really awesome movie. Thanks Matt for recommending it. :) Go watch it, Jim Carrey's expressions are priceless.

Then we went to Fish and Co. for late dinner. That was when Keen King's chest becoming super red from 20% diluted vodka. I find my Fishy Maria was quite spicy. Yummmyyyy. Then we went to Sri Hartamas for Chivas. Boon Yang went red after a sip of wine. We shall call him Boon Yang the red faced clown. So we finished half of our Chivas bottle in Sri Hartamas and headed back to Jun Yu's place.

That was where the fun started and ended with a vomiting end. Ok. The fun didn't ended there. It never does. =D

So I and Keen King were being funny and poured the remaining half of the bottle of Chivas into our two cups to downed it. Unfortunately when we finished pouring we realised we almost finished the whole bottle. So yeah. Jun Yu get the whats left in the bottle and Keen King poured some for Boon Yang from his share. So WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE we toast, we downed and Keen King got really really really tipsy. Sorry. =D But really it is incredibly awesome how out of control you can get. You should see the vids I took for Keen King. Haha it looks as if I am really nailing it down on Keen King. That's because he was too funny. Really funny. Period.

Me? At least I am conscious enough to realise 1+2+3+4+5+6=21 Black Jack! And also still conscious enough to hear what the rest was mumbling in their sleep or half sleep. And also conscious enough to help open the jammed door.

Unfortunately, when I grew tired, alcohol takes its toll on me. No, I don't spout out truthful or revealing things or cursed like a sailor. Just get dizzy and feeling sick. So I tried to stay up as much as possible. But I failed miserably. So yeah I suddenly woke and heard a gut-wrenching sound and realize it came from me. Well, part of the sound also came from Keen King who was already in the toilet vomitting his guts out for 3 hours? So yeah, the toilet bowl was my best friend for the moment, Keen King had the sink to himself.

I think I shall stop there with the insightful details but I tell you this, it was an unpleasant sight. Jun Yu kindly took a vid for me to see. How kind. So when I got back from the toilet 20 minutes later (Keen King was still hugging the sink), I look at Jun Yu and said, "Lets do it again!"

No I was not saying that because I have no idea what was I saying. It is because I seriously felt a sense of elation, euphoria like sense of pleasure. Okay maybe not during the vomiting process but still...fun? It's like I can look back and say, "Been there! Done that!"

Yeah, it is kinda stupid to want to do what I did but really to me, it is something. Bonus: We get to hear Keen King confess that he love us monkeys. I'm really touch. I love you too, Keen King.

So summary of last night's events: Drinking, Making a fool out of ourselves, Laughter, Vomiting, Laughter at looking back of what we did during that night. Okay, maybe the laughing came from only me in the morning. I guess most people are not morning people. I am always happy I guess.

Please forgive me if I offended any of you dear readers for my outrages actions but please note that I would probably do it again. Just for the fun of it.

Cheers!

Undang my udang....

Waking up from sleep wasn't exactly as expected. It's more like waking up from screen saver mode, like a waking dream, like aware of everything yet to tired to do anything. Reason: stayed up whole night watching downloaded movies although clearly the undang test is tomorrow. 21 and Get Smart are great shows. Narnia was not too bad if you lower your expectations.

Well, back to me story, got up with incoherent thoughts, had breakfast and arrive at the Undang testing place at 9 and it was pack with people. I mean it starts from 8.30 am- 4.00 am. And you think Malaysians would always be late. Sad.

Well at least that meant there would be ample time for me to study! Yipee! Only the "study time" lasted 6 hours! Ish.... I meant it is kinda pathetic. Study for 6 hours and sat in front of the computer for 15 minutes.... Wheres the logic in that? T_T

Anyhoo, it's not too bad. I passed although the technique I used is really stupid. I was mentally noting the unsure questions, assuming they were wrong and what do you know? I got till question no.46 and with only 4 unsure questions. Which meant I tembak the remaining four questions. Passing mark is 42/50. I got 44! Not bad! I got 2 tembak questions correct!

Thank God I passed!

All the best for Boon Yang and Keen King for their Undang Tests!

(Keen King, please try to pass this time so you won't waste so much money on keep resitting your tests.)

良い一日不戦している!! (Japanese)

Public Enemy No.1

This December will be quite pack indeed. For the first time. Mostly I spend my last few years of year end holidays sitting on my butt in front of the computer screen playing games or watching anime. Yes I am a lifeless loser. Though frequently I would go out to KL and walk around for fun when boredom has totally reach its peak.

Things to do [Rephrased] LOTS of things to do :

• Hunt for colleges that have March intake. (really thinking of going to HELP)
• Organize Christmas party.
• Re-memorise and re-act an old skit for Christmas Eve.
• Get driving license.
• Read Twilight. (Bue! I need the books!)
• Solve my first Rubik's cube (Ruby) without any form of formula.
• Attend Committee retreat.
• Attend Christmas Program at church.
• Go for a Christmas Carols at KL PAC,
• Attend Youth Camp.
• Catch up on movies. (I still haven't watch Wall-E)
• Get Brisingr. When it is cheap.

And the list will be continuously added sooner or later. That I can assure you.

Anyway a word from the wise foolish (where fools will listen):

Sometimes, you can't expect parents to understand a teenager.

Yes it sounds very insulting but most of the time, the truth hurts. Why I said this? Because most (I'm not saying all but most =D) parents have already forgotten what it means to be young and foolish. Or also because they want the teenagers to not make mistakes in life. But then again mistakes are the things that molds and builds character.

Most of the time, firsthand learning is better than secondhand learning and that we should all experience the mistakes/lesson ourself than never experience them at all.

It is not totally the parents fault at not understanding actually, it is because the parents cares for their child. As a child, parents made decisions about everything from the bread the child eats in the morning to the type of toothpaste they use before going to bed. And it's a good thing because children need this kind of protection and guidance, because they aren't mature enough to take care of themselves or make careful decisions on their own.

But eventually, the child grows up and become teenagers. And part of being a teenager is developing their own identity : one that is separate from the identities of their parents. Identity as in creating their own opinions, thoughts, and values about life. This is what prepares them for adulthood.

Unfortunately, parents grew too comfortable of being "in control" and this dull their senses to their teenager's preference or feelings. They would always want to be in charge of everything concerning their child. So when the child hits puberty, most parents will have a hard time adjusting to the fact of letting go of this control. As a result, fights normally breaks out because of the reluctance of letting the teenager being his/herself.

So if you're a parent and looking for a solution for resolving fights with their teenagers, here's a tip: Let them make their own choices (most of the time) and mistakes, just warned them beforehand. Adjust to the fact that you are not always in control for the outcome of the child. God is.

I'm not saying parents are the cause of all fights. Its just that there is a lack of mutual respect and understanding. Like parents don't care what the teenagers do as long as they do it their way, or teenagers don't care what their parents say because of , "Hey! What do they know? " attitude.

Don't mind me, I am making no sense for I've just gone over the edge of sanity.

Last note:

All the best to Jun Yu and the rest who would be sitting for Accounts paper tomorrow!

Corridors of Nostalgia... Catchy title, ain't it?

Yeah, so I have finish all my important papers today. Woohoo? Definitely! Physics is funny... I can see all the dissapointment on my friends' face (All the study study type). Hehe... study so much yet didn't come out. Suckers? I shall reserve that insult for later when I get my A for Physics. And we all know how "hardworking" I am. Staying up all night "studying" by playing with my Rubik's cube. I took a leaf outta Tammy Ho's book, I called mine Ruby.

Now that my mind is free yet still active, I start to reminisce as I walk through the school corridors. Thinking back when I first came into the school. Although it has only been 2 years, it seems like a life time. But then again, time goes so fast. Like Whoa! SPM's over. What happen? Contradicting events. Weird huh?

I couldn't possibly list down all the things that I thought back but here's a few:

Thinking how I sat through Add Maths doing other homework and teasing Mario (the teacher). Thinking how we deal with Madam Zabedah's sudden tantrums.
Thinking how Madam Norhayati answers our questions with great sarcasm.
Thinking how much we enjoy the absence of Madam Gina during double Bio.
Thinking about times where we debate Physics principles with Madam Jamaliah that eventually drives her up the wall.
Thinking about the patience of Madam Premila that faithfully teaches us Sejarah even when we're not listening (And not vomitting blood, that's a bonus!).
Thinking about Madam Anelyza as she constantly gives us endless homework to do yet we still do it because we love her (Or she would make us stand up on chairs or do fashion show as punishment for not doing).
Thinking of how much Madam Stanley have favorites in her class.
Thinking all the times I try to win the favour of Madam Selva in Moral class yet failed miserably.
Thinking about the times we play online checkers in computer class.

Thinking of all the monkeys of friends I made.
Thinking of all the time I spent with those monkeys.
Thinking of all the hopes, dreams, crushes, anger, dissapointment, laughter we shared.
Thinking of all the excuses we would make for incomplete homework.

But then I soon realised that those things will never cross my path ever again. The high school experience. Priceless. How I would miss all the punishments, nagging, encouragement, disciplinary actions from teachers. How I would miss having all the time playing chess during Add Maths with Johann with Mario watching us. How I would miss the senseless talk that somehow makes the sun shine brighter.

The list never ends.

But then I'll try to keep them in memory as long as I can.

These emotional stuff never really sync with me. So yeah, forgive me if it sounds fake.

But enough of that. There is still tomorrow. I shall forget the sorrow.


On the lighter yet brainless note: I AM FREE FREE FREE FREE FREE!!!!
Ok laaa, SPM not over lor. Still got a VERY VERY IMPORTANT subject: English for Science and Technology. How to study ah? Maybe I should start memorizing plusses and minusses. Like 1+1=3 and 3-7=29

Today I went to watch Tropic Thunder. Lots of skill actors but it is not that great la.

So with that I greet you GOOD MORNING!

Program Khidmat Negara

As some of you might have heard, I was selected to attend National Service. Honestly speaking, I don't really mind going or not going.

Pros: I get to go and learn skills, get to be independent, get allowance, get experience, and get to be buff? :P

Cons: Small percentage I won't make it out there alive. Small but it's there. Let's look at statistics.

21 deaths out of 360,000 kids is 0.0583% of all participants dying since 2004. Sounds not too bad right? But then just be reminded that Malaysia National Service do not undergo actual ammunition-weapons training. After all, all the trainees will be firing blanks and probably only 2 times in 3 months. Where else, Singapores' National Service undergo actual combat training and still manages far fewer deaths than Malaysian's .

But hey, you know that I always look at the pros. :D Mr. Brightside, that's me.

So yeah. I don't mind.


But then there is Residential Bible School (RBS). I really want to go to RBS but it will be held during my period for National Service (I'm in first batch). Some of you might be thinking that I want to use this as an excuse because I'm afraid of going to NS. The truth is, I'm am afraid of not attending RBS.

Reasons why I want to go is : I feel as if school and modern day distraction really is a big gigantic barrier for advancing in my walk of faith. Yes, I know it should not be and all that, but I am weak so I need an extra hand to help me. RBS to me is like that extra hand. I feel that I need to set a point somewhere to really get to know God, the Bible and everything else.

I dunno. I guess my point of view will change after I attend RBS. For the better, definitely.

So it seems like I'm in a dilemma. For country or for God? I think there are enough people joining NS as it is already. I think I read somewhere there will be 140,000 trainees this year. Last time there were only 100,000?

I'm planning to postpone my NS but then I don't think I'll be able to attend it at all ( with all my tertiary education). So too bad lor. Hopefully I can manage to postpone though. Please pray for me if you are willing. Thanks to Anderson and the RBS administration for preparing the letter to defer from NS. Extremely grateful.

Last but never the least, May God's will be done.

When you lower your expectations, you'll never be dissapointed...

Back aches, that was for sleeping on the floor with Zoe's Chem reference book on my head.

You might have heard, I didn't really study for Chem. Well, if you call studying from 12 am to 2 am then sleep untill 4 30 am then study again untill 6 am, "studying". Ok lor, I did. But you know what, I created a theory by doing so.

BULLSHIT ALERT
(You have permission to ignore the next few lines if you want to.)

The Theory of How To Study Lazily yet Smartly for SPM only (since the standard is low).

Pros: Get to be lazy, sleep a lot, study once, and know it all.
Cons: EXTREMELY RISKY ( There's a danger you won't absorb anything, you might fall asleep studying, you might fall asleep during the exams, you might fail in the end.)

Here's how it works, sleep the whole day before exams, then you will feel like studying at night when you're natural sleeping hormones kicks in. In a way, you become tired yet fresh. Kinda makes no sense right?

Simpler words, you're mind's too tired untill you can't resist the facts and logic. Hence, you absorb and also understand the facts faster. Or Johann puts it, principle of Osmosis: The less you know, the more you'll absorb. But then you're body is fresh, so you can study effectively for a few solid hours. Then sleep for a few minutes but not too long. Then wake up (if you can) and start studying again. Somehow sleeps helps in memorising. Proven by science.

Please note that this is a theory is totally experimental (yeah, I'm my own guinea pig) and may not work for most of us (including me). I can only prove this theory works when I get my SPM results.

Yeah, I know most of you (if not all) are thinking I'm really the laziest person alive. But sometimes, hard work is not the only way to succeed. But yeah, it sure helps. A Lot!

***

Today was yet another fulfilling day of SPM (yay! 3 more days to go!). Chemistry paper 1 is surprisingly easy. Even Jun Yu would have no problem getting 40 out of 50. Paper 2 was ok only la. Not to hard yet not so easy (I got owned by putting ethanoic acid instead of urine for the question on how to heal sting ray sting).

Lunch was yet another hectic rush like on Tuesday. Only more chaotic.
Yeah, Jon Wee and bigger Co. ( Keen King, PenYU, Whye Shon, Yang Yang, Zhuo Wei(dunno how spell his name), Qi Xian and Wen Jun) went to Chinese restaurant to eat. Wonderful ain't we? Food was great untill it came to the bill. RM 112.40. Lol, some of us were waving empty wallets when we came out. But thats not the excitement.

The excitement started when the lady forgotten our order of fried chickens. When it finally arrived, the time shows 10 minutes before 2 p.m. Which means we have 10 minutes to eat and get back before the exam actually starts!

And eat we did. You could swear a vacuum cleaner was there, and surprisingly, we finish the whole 20 pieces of delicious and hot (temperature hot) fried chicken in 5 minutes WITHOUT the help of the FOOD INHALER SAW WHYE SHON (he claimed he was fulled. First time we witness the black hole is full). We are dang amazing.

Then we rushed to the 4WD Pajero (Qi Xian was driving), and all 8 of us crammed into the vehicle. Me, Jun Yu and Wen Jun was like squatting in the boot. No seats.

When we reached the school gates, all the students were already in the examination hall!
Yeah, so that meant more running and skipping (What the...? Skipping?!). So as Keen King claimed that skipping reduces the amount of energy output and quickens the pace.

Miraculously, we still manage to arrive in the hall in time before they lock us out. Champions of the day. Everyone around me was staring at me, well... at us. Thinking, where in the galaxy did we drop out from? Pluto?

Thank God for a sympathetic invigilator who kindly turn on a fan near me. :D

So yeah, after all that drama, we were rewarded with a dumb experiment to construct.

"Construct an experiment to investigate the reactivity of Lithium, Sodium and Potassium with water."

If you thought it could not possibly be any easier, they went ahead and gave the observation too. Well done, Lembaga peeps. You succeeded in bringing a whole new level to the word DUMB.

Oh well, I think Jun Yu can get his A for Chem now. Weeeeee, remember belanja your good friend here Chili's with your RM 1000.oo reward money for getting A in Chemistry. *winks*

एक अच्छा दिन है !! (Hindi)

Survival's my thing....

Today, I think I survived throughout the whole day despite the "unsexy" headache I was rewarded after 4 and a half hours of Additional Maths. Worse thing is, I had to memorized all my nilai-nilai moral during the one and half hour lunch break. And thanks to THE GENIOUS OF A WHYE SHON, I achieve only in memorising the nilai alone and not the keywords and definisi.

Yeah maybe I am blaming others for my incompetence(Yeah, I could actually started memorizing the nilais long time ago but you know me, unique and all that.) but look at this way and justify me.

Jon Wee and Co. (Whye Shon, PenYu, Keen King and Yang Yang) decided unanimously to go McDonalds in The Mall via LRT. We only had 1 and a half hour. Upon arriving at the platform of the LRT, the GENIOUS of the Whye Shon realised that he left his IC inside the Log Book in the SPM hall. Wonderful ain't it? I was like banging my head against the billboard advertisement. This means that the idea of McDonalds evaporated and RM10 wasted on the LRT ticket.

Aaaaand it also means we had to go all the way back to the exam hall and checked all the log books for his IC (the good friends we are). Which eventually means that we wasted 30 minutes and only left less than an hour left.

And you know what he said after that? Let's go McDonald now. =.=

Well, shortly afterwards, I and Yang Yang were forced to tagged along to mamak. Which means more walking and less memorizing. Weeeeeee~

Well, if you want to be optimistic then I guess the food helped abate some of my headache.

Moral was horrible. Came in late and sweaty from running back from the mamak with half of my nilai-nilai forgotten. Then headache and daydreams consumed most of the 2 and a half hour of Moral paper. When I looked up, I saw that I only had 15 minutes to finish 2 essays...

Many people wonders why do I left all my studying to last minute. Many people even wonders why I don't try hard for my school exams. The honest answer is that I'm lazy. The lie and proud one is that I want to prove I can score in SPM without the help of teachers and school. Yes, guess the wondering people are sticking pins and needles into my voodoo doll.

Ohh and I receive this sexist email, but some of it is quite true. (I think)

Men Are Just Happier People

NICKNAMES
If Laura, Kate and Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura, Kate and Sarah .
If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla and Four-eyes.

EATING OUT
When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in $20, even though it's only for $32.50.None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back.
When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators.

MONEY
A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.
A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need but it's on sale.

BATHROOMS
A man has six items in his bathroom: toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from some hotel.
The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337.A man would not be able to identify more than 20 of these items.

ARGUMENTS
A woman has the last word in any argument.
Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

FUTURE
A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.
A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

SUCCESS
A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.
A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

MARRIAGE
A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.
A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, but she does.

DRESSING UP
A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the bins, answer the phone, read a book, and get the mail.
A man will dress up for weddings and funerals.

NATURAL
Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed.
Women somehow deteriorate during the night.

OFFSPRING
Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children.She knows about dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favourite foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams.
A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
A married man should forget his mistakes.There's no use in two people remembering the same thing.

Living to up to....

This time, I am choosing to write things that really is rather bothersome and supposedly not worth mentioning. But I am sort of trying to be sensitive to the littlest things that bother me and hence sub-consciously controls my actions and that also indirectly personifies me.

The thing is, there are these unwritten laws of expectation people expect out of you. People, most of the time, unintentionally make you feel like you need to live up to their expectations. People indirectly wants you to become something of the norm, a constant variable, a control experiment. Or actually it is just me that feels this way and somehow what people say just makes me feel obliged to do the expected.

Examples:

• When people wish you all the best in exams, the invisible contract of expectation of getting high marks is written. You would want to do well, so you won't let them down.
• People expect you to be strong, to be smart, to never break down.
• When you're young, people expect you to shut up and listen.
• When you're old, people expect you to be a role model.
• People expect you to never complain about life.
• When there are people around you, you are expected to never be yourself. Not to show true emotions. Keep smiling.
• You're expected to be responsible.
• People will expect you to stand up for the weak, the oppressed and those that are worse than you.
• People expect you to teach, guide, lead the least.
• When trials and insults come, you're expected to keep a cool head and not EXPLODE.
• When there is problem, you're expected to do something about it.
• When someone ask you for help, you're expected to say yes.
• Especially when you're supposedly a Christian, the expectation is higher, much higher.
• Heck! You're expected not even to say these things mentioned above.

So in reality, we or at least I am sub-consciously living to opinion. I think this is the reason for my split personalities. And yes, I am a hypocrite. Now I realise finally it. Now I experienced epiphany. Now I finally grasp the reality and truth. So now I will try my utmost best to do the expected things on MY OWN PREROGATIVE and not because people expect me to do so.

(Though probably it's too late for SPM)

So yeah, I guess this is also sort of another resolution.

I resolve to do the expected with my free will, volition, inclination, intention or whatever you call it.

Why do I want to do the expected? Well, actually because most of the expected things are good things. The rest I can simply just don't do . Such as being someone I'm not.

Took me a while to realise this. So, sorry.

I have recover from my headache, I shall go and try to memorise some nilai moral now.

Call me gay but I WANT to read Twilight series...

Maths was retardedly easy and I can guess the reason. For those rural, unurbanized people to get a credit for Maths. But I personally think that lowering the standard of maths is just hiding the fact that we are weak in it. I'm not sure about westerner's maths though.

Today the great me managed to convince, persuade, enticed, tempt my mom into watching Madagascar 2. Meh~ die farny i tell you. Went to MV straight after school in school uniform. I will miss being a student. Can't get RM7 student fare anymore when go see movie... T.T

Oh, then I went to MPH and (eventhough I resisted and restrained myself to the maximun) read Twilight. Too bad I only spend half an hour there. One thing I can honestly say is: I hate Isabella Swan. Really. Honestly. Despised her. The way she don't even try remembering people's name. The way she don't hold much respect for her father. The way she makes herself invisible so that she can feel lonely and be more depressed. The way she hold so little hope in the future. The way she goes all out to be anti-social. The way she secretly keep glancing at Edward Cullen, deciding whether she hates him or likes him. The way she always feels paranoid beyond reason. The way she remind myself of me. Well, that is just first 50 pages conclusion of her. Yeah she has problems, but so do the rest of the world.

But the style of writing seems quite familiar. Hmm... The description. The way the author uses italic words like him. A good author nevertheless as she sparks the emotions, imagination and depression in me. That is why I want to read. Can't wait till SPM is over.

So plan for tomorrow is Bible Knowledge, Bible Knowledge, Bible Knowledge, Bible Knowledge, Bible Knowledge, Bible Knowledge and more Bible Knowledge.

QUACK!!!!

3 down 8 more to go!

In the past three days, I've been awake for about 65 hours. Even the remaining 7 hours of "sleep" torments my brain with images of sejarah facts. Maybe I should be thankful. But unfortunately, the sejarah paper was filled with common sense questions (eg: Apakah pencapain Malaysia yang boleh menjadi kebanggaan generasi muda hari ini?). I said unfortunately because my brain was too lethargic to think about lies and vague facts of the "Achievements of Malaysia". I mean I knew 80% of my sejarah facts super accurately and can answer the factual questions but I just can't think about the common sense stuff. Yes I think I screwed it up pretty much.

Well, I guess I reaped what I show. I knew the risk of relying all my hope of acing Sejarah on the paper and my so called "Smart studying". Its like trying to slay a dragon with a branch rumored to be the dragon's weakness. Obviously we don't know the credibility of this rumour. Well, it was not completely futile, 2 out of the 4 questions were predicted correctly for Bahagian A and 2 and 3/4 of question of the esei part came out too. So maybe there is still hope of slaying my dragon, or at least escaping from it.

(BONUS: for those in form 4 this year! THE THREE KERAJAAN ISLAM QUESTIONS DIDN'T COME OUT! So next year SPM, 99.9999999999999999% will come out!)

I think the marker of my English essay will minus mark for choosing Bad for the question of Examination- Good or Bad? Maybe I'm just being paranoid. But there is a possibility because I rebuked the education system pretty bad.

Now I'm off to recover my previous state of mind and filtering out all my sejarah facts through sleep before doing some major cramming of Bible Knowledge and MORAL!!!!! RAWR!!!!!

God's will be done.

First day of SPM

Woke up feeling grouchy as I only had 3 hours of "sleep" the night before. My brain was too used to going fast untill it doesn't know when to stop and rest. Everything was out of order. Especially my brain which was in a state of chaos (I'll explain later...). Bathe in cold water, forget to bring my water bottle, forget to wear my belt and need to pay RM 10 for a new one that barely fits me. Not really the way you want to start of your exam.

But then, I kept on walking staggering forward to my class to put my bag and to memorise a few peribahasa to use for my Karangan as BM was my first paper.

Entering the exam hall made my brain hit overdrive. It's like my brain is going beyond the speed of human realms and my body is too tired to catch what it's trying to say. MASSIVE DISASTER. I did manage to catch a few random things chucked out from my brain. But they're mostly useless and unhelpful when the exam was about to start in 5 mins. Like, "WOW! I'm finally here!" or " Dang! I forgot my water bottle!" or even "It's the last leg of the race!" and of course "SHIT! I forgot the peribahasa I just memorised!"

I was a nervous wreck despite all the good luck wishes from my friends. I sat down, took out my exam slip and IC (Thank GOD I didn't forget those). And try to calm my brain down. But failed miserably. I look to my left and saw Rebbecca, she smiled and gestured for me to pray hard. (You know those random things people do before exam like gesturing people to tembak well or something). But pray I did, I went like,

"Dear God, I commit this paper into your hands.

But I know I should have committed it more and I'm sorry.

But for now, I'll do my best so please help me to calm down. Amen."

If you're expecting a miraculous response from God to me like suddenly my eyes were open and answers flow from the tip of my pen, no. Your expectation is too high.

I guess my actions have consequences and consequences are God's way of disciplining people. That was I believe.

So the paper started and I flipped over the front page and the first thing that came to my mind apart from the gazillion other stuff is : " WHOA! Its in coloured ink!" Then I was like inspecting the picture for 15 minutes coming out with nothing except found out that the pipe were covered in green grass and there was a tire in the river. The tajuk was :" Punca-punca Pencemaran Sungai. " Just FYI.

Eventually I calmed down or actually woke up after 15 minutes (YAY! Redemption from God!) and completed my paper in good time.

Then when it was break, had some food and was "studying" for my Sejarah paper 1. I put the inverted commas cuz my "fans" kept coming over to wish me good luck. Yes, it seems I have "fans". Nerve wrecking a bit actually.

Well, I got through Sejarah too! I actually knew half of the answers! Yipee! Jason Lim says I'm a type of person who gets 5 A's for SPM and will start praising God like nobody's business unlike Cassandra. Maybe he's right.

Then we had an hour and a half lunch break. And we so called "study" again by spending our time playing UNO (I won twice!), looking at girls playing captain ball and discussing who should Jun Yu take to prom. "P or T?" were his exacts repetitive words.

Well, I managed to get through the rest of the day and it's all due to the grace of God.

And THATS my first day of SPM.

PS: My mom install a new water shower head thingy was is awesome. It has this mode where the water spray out in the from of water vapour. It felt like wind!

PSS: Oh and thanks Jing Tao for doing the address book thing, when I first receive it, I thought it was for Add maths!

Me? Unprepared? Massive understatement.

SPM is in 4 days time! Time seems to quicken its pace. The sheer amount of facts from my syllables petrifies me. Chemistry, Biology, Physics, Moral, Sejarah, Bible Knowledge. These are the core subjects which is the source of the never ending pain in the ****. Sure its not that hard, but for people like me who hardly pays attention in class?

DOOM!

(oh and I have memories not even 1 nilai moral, that's how deep of the pit I'm in.)

That is what happen when your a master at procrastination. Grrr. Now all I have to rely on is memory and to study smartly. Study smartly as in study those things that haven't come out yet and neglect the rest that came out recently. Yeah. Its a extremely risky manoeuver, but what choice do I have when time is of the essence?

Time is not a luxury to me anymore. Aaaand yet, I'm on the computer. :D Wonderful, ain't I?

Oh, and I think smart people can be quite stupid too.
Allow me to demonstrate by telling you this joke:

****

A genius of a lawyer walks into a crowded room.

He then said to the people present, "I challenge anyone who thinks they are smart to a quiz showdown. When I ask a question and if you can't answer, you'll have to pay me 1 dollar. If I can't answer your question when it your turn, I'll pay you 50 dollars."

The room went silent. Suddenly an old man stood up and replied, " OK, I'll take you on."

The lawyer momentary stunned said, " Fine, I'll ask first. What is the exact distance from the earth to the Sun?"

The old man thought for awhile and said, "I don't know. You win. Here's 1 dollar. Now's my turn, what goes up with 3 legs and comes back with 1?"

The lawyer then retreated to the deepest sanctuary of his mind, investigating the question from every angle, calculated the exact number of words, dissecting the question word by word, thought of all the riddles he knew, thinking of any connections between legs and 1.

Finally, in great frustration, the lawyer admits, " I don't know. You win." and he handed over 50 dollars to the old man.

The old man pocketed the money and sat down. The lawyer then ask, " Hey, whats the answer to your question?"

Without a word, the old man stood up and handed the lawyer 1 dollar.

****

(Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against lawyers. =D)

και έχουν μια ωραία μέρα !!! (Greek)

PS: I would appreciate any advise and tips to study.

I resolve....

Been quite a while right since my last real post, right? Well, maybe its because there is probably nothing going through my mind as I try to sit down and study for my SPM in less than 7 days from now. So apologies to everyone for my lack of topics.

But somehow my mind tends to wander about my past. How rebellious I was when I was in my lower secondary school life. How ignorant I was for the past 17 years. How complete of a idiot I was and am. Really. When compare to God, I am but an irrelevent bacteria in the whole Universe. Really how insignificant I am.

Then I felt ashamed. Ashamed that I often glorify myself. Ashamed that I often claimed that I am something great and that the world revolves around me. Ashamed that I put my wants in front of the needs of others. Ashamed that I am really a despectible creature ever to walk this earth.

Often we tend to compare ourselves with others to make us feel better. To make us feel superior. Like I am not so bad as that guy over there who is dumber, poorer, who steal and murder. But in actual fact, I now believe that comparing with others is just running away from my own fault. Yeah, nobody is perfect and all that but we as human were created in the image of God. Like a reflection of a vast mountain on the surface of a lake. I can never be exactly like God but I should try to be more like Him which is perfect.

So now, even though New Year is not here untill in the next 2 months, I resolve to be more observant. Well, I can't be perfect overnight, so I'm just going to do that one tiny step at a time. It's not much being observant, but it is a start.

Why observant?

Cheow Lay once said I was sharp because I "noticed" things. But now I realise I "noticed" mostly the wrong things. Like people's mistakes. Money. People's secrets. Gossips.

I don't really care about other people's pain and suffering. I don't go out of my way to make people feel better other than the usual, "Are you OK?". No, actually I don't notice or don't bother to. I don't notice if people is not feeling well or coming down with something. I don't notice if someone is facing some trouble or feeling upset about something. I don't notice when someone is not there anymore. I don't notice if someone did something nice, or spent time doing good. Really, I just don't notice things.

So, I resolve to be observant.

Matt Huang might say I am yapping away like some emo kid. Maybe I am. But I do know what I say is honest. So I guess that's OK.

Anyway, to all the form 5 who will be facing the same disaster as I am next week,

GOOD LUCK!!!