Random shit

Just read this article about astrologists discovering a planet which is might be habitable. Read the post here, http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-16040655

After reading it, I just had this thought that we are not originally from this planet earth. Possibly, the first generation on earth migrated from their planet as well. They came here with their knowledge and logic about their previous planet and found that they cant apply any of them here on earth and became insane or died because they cant accept the logic of this planet, earth. They remaining ones resort to their primal instincts and forgot about reason. They lived like that for awhile and that was when they start to understand the planet earth little by little, discovering fire, steam engine, so on so forth until today. Now that the human race has achieved knowledge and exploited the earth, the planet earth is dying and probably someday not suitable anymore to be lived in. Then we go in search of another planet like earth. One day we might go there and so, repeat what we have done here on earth.

This shit can be made into a movie! Steven Spielberg! It's your queue!

Beauty and Grace: a perfect combination

These two days, I happen to be a working committee for MMU Invitational Taekwondo Tournament. Ah...Taekwondo...the memories...

Anyway, I saw a perfect combination of beauty and grace in this one girl. She is from Koryo, a Taekwondo club in KL. Never heard of this club before but from these two days, I witnessed and learned for myself that they produce champions to represent Malaysia in international games like the SEA games.

On the first day, she asked me "where is the toilet?" and I was a little stunned by her beauty that at the moment I caught a glimpse of her I quickly turn away (my natural reaction when I see a beautiful girl, I dont know why). On the first day she only had one match cause in her category (age and weight), there is only 2 participants (she herself and another girl). She lost that match but right away had a silver in her hands. I caught myself looking at her and for her a...LOT of times on this day. Lol...

On the second day, she joined the open category tournament as well (they dont look at your age, only your weight). I was totally impressed at her performance for the first match. A few kicks to the head and her opponent gives up. The same thing happened on the second and final match. A few blows to the head and her opponent gives up. Anyway throughout this day I stole some looks at her admiring her beauty as well as her graceful performance in the arena. When the day ended though, I felt sad. Dont know when will I be able to see her again...

I felt like a stalker these two days, keep looking at her...Wonder if this is normal or will I one day go mad and really become a stalker. I even thought of seeing a counselor for help...I AM A POTENTIAL STALKER!

Old man versus young boy

Today, I did a very random thing. I went in the lift in my faculty building to go to the third floor to submit my lab report (I seldom take the lift coz I hate the confined space and also to use reduce unnecessary waste of electric). I was alone at that time and when the lift door closes, a sudden thought strike me, the lift will be going up so it actually looks like I am flying if I imagine the lift was not there. Spontaneously I posed like superman with my right clenched fist stretched fully and my left fist to the side of my waist and at the same time the lift started moving. I felt so happy that time like a small kid in his own imaginary world flying like superman and that made me smile. When the lift stopped moving however, I ditched the pose and coolly walked out of the lift.

If someone would have seen me they might think I am crazy/weird/childish/etc. If I was a kid, they might think this kid is cheerful/imaginative/cute/etc. So different an assumption can be made from the same act. As we grow up we constantly add an anchor to ourselves restricting us from doing this and that, even the small silly but harmless things that puts a smile on our face.

Note: Used to run as fast as possible with the superman pose and feel the wind blowing at my face. Felt so good. Havent been running at top speed and feeling the air on my face for a very long time. Maybe this midterm break I will do it.

Random words + Chuck + Jay Chou

The dead walls I pondered upon

Chest pressing tightly against my knees

Through every limbs the shiver ran wildly

Distant light shot through the darkness

Killing the cold air with a rush of comfort

The walls were once again alive.

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Today, I am damn lazy to do any studying so instead I caught up with my "Chuck". It is now into the forth season with new enemy volkram or something like that, which has something to do with his mother, a new BUYMORE, still tackling lies about the spy thingy with his now pregnant sister, and trying to communicate more effectively with Sarah, his super spy girlfriend.

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Also, today I tried singing some of Jay Chou's songs by finding the pinyin for the songs and his songs I must admit, are not easy to sing. After about 3-4 songs, my throat kind of hurts probably because I strained it too much. But, I still continued with a flatter tone of course, had to take it easy. Then, it occured to me, what do these songs of his means? After I found the translated versions of the songs, I was impressed. The songs are very meaningful, not your typical "I miss you", "I love you", "I want you back" kind of lyrics. I was speechless at how he showed his feelings in the lyrics. WOO~~

Okay...raining now. SLEEP!

o.o

Finally I realised what has come over me.

I think its called maturity, where you think less about yourself and start to care more about others.

After coming back from NS, I felt a little weird. Like I am not myself. I had trouble trying to search for what I was like before. Took me sometime to embrace the new me and now I finally understood what actually came over me. Now, I can proudly say that I am...no more as selfish and self-centered like before. The word "I" is less meaningful to me now but somehow I still miss it though. It was nice having to not think about everyone else but yourself. I feel that thinking the world revolves around me, makes me feel so........important. haha...

Just another day

sometimes...I feel the need to have one, then after thinking properly...I am fine without. Anyway, the feeling is just temporary. It goes away.

20 and what it means to me

Since I am the youngest in my group of friends in Malacca, I once teased a friend of mine, Chu Hui. She was going on about being 20 as in already old. Then, I would tease her saying I still have the number 1 in in my age and that I am young. Now, I have reached 20 but unlike her I am not worried about being old. More about what that 20 means.

For me, 20 means the start of climbing that ladder to success that I have taken 20 years to build. The thing is I havent finished building that ladder and I am starting to doubt the stability of that ladder. Recently, my last semester's result really gave me a slap in the face. I have been slacking off and that makes my scared. Scared I wont be able to fortify my ladder to bring me to the top and I will just tumble down like Humpty Dumpty.

20 also means responsibility, more independence. Independence as in I must be able to feed and take care of myself without relying on my parents anymore and be responsible of my well-being. Taking care of my parents...maybe later after I am able to take care of myself.

But if you ask me whether I want to turn back time and be 10 again. My answer is " HELL NO! ". Why move back and repeat things you already done? I say we go forward and do things we never do before!

sem break just ended

1. went on trip to penang with family. family.

2. had my first accident in penang. sad.

3. went to temple with my mom on wesak day. spiritual.

4. made concrete divider for the front of my house. physical.

5. went to malacca with kajang friends and my bro. friendship.

6. failed to reduce my round tummy. failure.

7. sucky exam result. disappointment.

woah...what also got this sem break. ups and downs

Somethings you just cant remember

There are times when you get a view of something personally and then promised yourself to make sure you do that or never do that in the future.

Well, everyone forgets. So, for me to remember, I created a column just for that, so that I wont repeat things done by others that I shouldnt and I will repeat things that I should.

storm ahead

applied thermo = application of maths + concepts in physics

I lacked knowledge on physics and right now, I realised that my maths, suck. If I am ever going to survive this subject I will have to improve on my maths coz the latter one is harder to touch up.

In another subject, I sense a bad egg in the group; A mole in an otherwise perfect field; A worm in a bucket of apples; or simply put as a guy that is going to be a pain in the ass. Not sure how I am going to handle this, but I hope it doesnt end bitterly.

Tag & blood donation

ping tagged me....

okay la...I found a pic from my pictures' folder

This is when I was...standard 3 I think

Used to comb side parting then suddenly change to this style.

obviously, I am more fleshy at that time.

that kiko shirt was my favourite.

that its for this tag

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today, i went and donated blood for the third time.

still have the feeling of fear for donating blood.

still hate needles and blood.

this time, after donating, I got drowsy and lost my sight for awhile. like everything went black.

luckily I wasnt walking at that time.

recently, my grandmother wasnt doing so well.

my mom called me the other day to tell me that my grandmother would suddenly lose the function of parts of her body.

old age is definitely getting to her.

despite being like that, she doesnt want to trouble others and make them worry about her.

i am not sure about her but for me, it is frightening to know that you are going off soon but dont know when.

I remember one day back in penang when she cooked tau chiam for us. me and my elder brother ate 3 bowls of her tau chiam.

no other tau chiam can compare to that.

my bro started his internship today.

all the best to him

Task failed xD

I challenged myself to read 2 books (about 300 pages each) in 4 days but turns out I failed. Few reasons why....

1. The first books was so much to my liking that when I start reading the second book, the book becomes lame. Its like eating sweet then eating a fruit. The fruit becomes tasteless.

2. Maybe I am exhausted after reading the first book. Its like eating too much during a buffet dinner that you dont feel like eating supper anymore.

Looks like both the reasons can be link to eating. Well, eating is all I have done in this past 3 weeks. Seriously gaining weight but not until 70-80 kg like that. 60 plus, maybe 65...haha...as long as I feel healthy. Will be missing home cook food when I go back this Sunday =(

Nice read

After about 1 and a half day, I finished my first book out of two. Unlike my last visit to the library, the day before, there were a whole lot more choices of books to read. My mom said its probably because the holidays were over and everyone is returning their books. This book tells a story about a child of an aristocrat and also a child possessing the Gift passed down through his family, denying both wealth and Gift leaving him to fend for himself. He was pardoned by the king and forced to work under Sir Alaric, the person in charge of protecting the throne of England against enemies. Just when he was about to retire with the gold he accumulated and a horse as a gift, he was robbed by a woman. From there the story pick up to tales of deception, love and finally fighting dark magic. The setting is in the past where handguns can only fire a bullet at a time before needing to be reloaded and the main transport were associated with horses.

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This is another unrelated part. Word of advice to whoever. Watch the tongue for what comes out of it might be stingingly bitter to the ears when one is internally unstable.

Neither here nor there

two weeks into the holiday and all i have been doing is waking up, mousehunt on facebook, mythbusters on discovery channel, maybe smallville and heroes, or sleep, eat then tv then sleep.

this few days i have been reading a book i borrowed, Vampires. it is a collection of vampire stories by various writers into a book. to be honest, it was quite lame. this morning i decided to flip through all the lame titles and still i find the stories in it superbly flat.

that aside, i have a lot of time to day dream away lately and something came to my mind yesterday. what if i have the powers to stop time like Hiro in Heroes? what would i do?

this is a few things i would do...

1. i think most people will try this if they can...run naked down the street.

2. take a piece of delicious looking foods i come across.

3. check to see how many people actually put their keys under a plant pot or floor mat.

4. flick the rain with my fingers.

5. try to hold fire?

6. go do stupid faces in front of someone i hate.

7. save lifes?

8. find a many five star hotels and see what is it like in a presidential suite.

9. go to other countries without legal documents.

10. SMACK those mosquitoes bugging me right now.

so far that is what i can think of... tata

hmm...

There is time where you long for company and time where you just want to be left alone.

Currently, I just feel like being left alone, doing just what is necessary to stay alive and while away my time not bothering about the outside world. Looks like its been awhile since I am that free.

More involvement means more troublesome stuff

2009 Christmas

Event: Christmas eve party

Place: Friend's friend's house

People there: Susan, Irene, Phyllis, Pei Lin, Chu Hui, 2 more of the girls' friends, Susan's brother Eddy (I hope my spelling is right), Ah Tat, Ah mong, Ravi, Hei Lek, Ah Mao, Ah Gou, Jackson and me.

After dinner, we gathered at the house (a bungalow) which for me can be called the perfect house to come home to except that there is too many air-conds. At the beginning, it was just eating chips and drinking a little beer. Then Ah Tat and me went to try make us some edible tang yuan which the girls bought earlier on.

Santa Tete (took someone's hat xD)

Boiling the tang yuan first

Transferring it to the ginger + malacca brown sugar

Santa's beautiful little helper, Irene

Group photo~~

The card game

Rules: No looking at your card. The previous loser chooses whether the biggest card or smallest card loses. Add liquor at your own risk while holding up your card on your forehead then everyone puts down your card. Loser drinks.

The first few rounds of drinks and mao was feeling uncomfortable already(he took 4 glass consequently). I'll admit I was heating up as well after one glass of vodka + chivas + beer a crazy concoction.

Mahjong

Later, the chair became Ah Mao's permanent resting place (mind you, he is not dead)

Eyes getting heavy, the world is darkening...haha

Saw, Ah Mao? still on the couch...xD

Couple power, Chu Hui and Ravi

Hmm...seen this photo before. Ei, Pei Lin, tukar pose once awhile la =P

The expression on Ravi's face is priceless. His hyper mode activated by now

Group photo again...

Human art...with a permanent marker

Astro boy?

Gou's cute pose

Need to win if not need to drink

Awhile later Irene went home because she cant stay out too late

Not long after that: The last picture I took of myself before I took a nap on the couch

THE AFTERMATH: I woke up to find everything in a havoc. I asked Jackson what happened cause he is the most sober one around and found out they drank somemore after that till...all was drunk.

Ravi gg-ed on the other couch

I wasn't feeling too well yet. Went to wash some dishes but was getting dizzier by the moment so I hurried back to lay down. A few minutes later, I felt better.

Summary of the different types of character when they are drunk,

1st type: Drunk then go into hyperactive mode and played more games to make others drunk until he KO.

2nd type: the common type but it was my first time seeing this, "I am not drunk, I still can drink" all the while holding an empty bottle.

3rd type: "Look at me, I am not drunk. He (pointing at someone)....he IS drunk". With eyes opening so big it was hard to believe he/she wasn't drunk.

4th type: Awake but feeling super uncomfortable, therefore, vomitting with a super pitiful face.

5th type: The one that is drunk already but still able to take care of the other drunk ones. The face shows a frustrated face trying to keep everyone still. Irritating, cause keep on ending a sentence with, ".....okay?". EVERY SINGLE SENTENCE!

6th type: THE MOST DAMN BLOODY ANNOYING ONE! Drunk but still moving around talking nonsense, smiling, not listening to others but want others to listen to him, "Oi" here and there, calling other people for I don't know what, disturbing other already resting people. BOSSY AND BITCHY is the word. My god, never knew someone can be so annoying.

That's it. Merry Christmas everyone. Hopefully the house doesn't look so messed up after the cleaning up. It will definitely smell of beer though...

a glimpse at the other side

today i checked my coursework for my microprocessor and i got shocked. why? because my coursework is quite high for someone that didnt manage to construct a working project. well, most probably its because i managed to show my sincerity in doing the project. what i am also happy about is that my midterm is the highest among my coursemates. wahaha, nice to be proud once awhile. now, all that's left is my final exam which is tomorrow night! i can make it this sem! gogo babeh!

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finally i got myself a watch...so shiny *.*

could have taken a much better pic with previously stolen camera =.=

so blur...deng

Tete's theory of toilet relativity

The higher the floor, the cleaner the toilet.

This week can be considered a crazy week.

Monday - assignment due

Tuesday - another assignment due

Wednesday - midterm test

Thursday - tutorial test

Friday - ....TGIF "THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY"

Random

It's been awhile now since this happened. Everytime I looked at a girl with "figure", I cant help but think that the girl looks very fragile and brittle. What do I mean by that? It's like a walking hour glass that might snap into two if you hold the middle part too hard in order words, if you hold her hips too hard. Even every steps she takes, I tend to get paranoid that maybe after one of the steps, she might just snap into 2.

note: this strictly applies to girls with hour-glass figures only.