True Colors

Light up and anew

2009-10-13T03:33:00.000-07:00

I decided long ago that i wanted to give this blog the fresh air it deserved but found no new muse or push factor to make to write again until today. Today was much a quiet affair nothing much than doing house chores and youtubing as usual. I know this post aint long but wats wrong with a little start, it brings to many good starts in the future for sure. Ciaoz

Songs that we love and hate

2009-03-18T21:52:00.000-07:00

Music is all around us. Many of us would listen to music. But all of us have different tastes and different likings of what songs we love to hear or even hate to even listen to. Some like jazz music, some fond of opera, some fancy pop, some fancy lovey dovey love songs, some even fancy hard rock or songs with a little metal influence. To say the least, we are all the same no matter if we like Ella Fitzgerald, Britney Spears, Carrie Underwood or even Metallica.

In our daily lives all of us have also songs that keep playing in our minds, hearts, and always ears. Whenever we feel that we don't like the song, we would try to shut our ears and shy away from the music or sound. But then when we like the song, all parts of it from lyrics to rhythm to even the beats we would remember and sometimes hum out. If putting this into our daily conversations with family members and friends, I can surely point out the relation.

Songs or even sounds we often like are words like I Love You or thank you for being in my life. A good chat with close friends is often a right tune in the song. While songs like getting scolded by parents, lecturers, bosses or even arguing because of misunderstanding we tend to hate to hear. Whenever we heard these hate songs, we tend to screen out and hide from it. But isn't it selfish to just wanting to hear songs we love and ignoring the hate songs?

Some of you may have overcome this situation where you say you had a bad day. What makes a truly bad day? Is it the headache from last night or even you falling from the bed? It is not really that. Most of the time is the bad songs you hear or listened to. You may have fought with your mother over why you can't wear a skirt that short to college before to college. This is the example of songs we don't like to hear. There are also songs we love to hear like your mother now praising and complimenting how good you look today. Whether it is a song we love to hear or song we hate to hear, we then would bring these songs into our day. How much you would sulk and hate to hear it again and again, it would be played inside your mind the whole day. Now that is what makes a bad day. A bad day with a hate song.

I wish to put a random case inside here, but it also is related to the topic of songs. Remember when we were younger? Our moms and dads used to warn us not to buy this, eat this, say this, wear this or even act like this? Whenever we tend to rebel, it is the hate songs that we listened to to make us rebel. I remember how much I had to shut up my mouth to not say things that are not appropriate and indecent. A single bad word would make my family look me in the eye with a , "I don't think you should be saying that" stare. Not only that I don't like to listen to those songs but simply loathe them when they "control" me. I remember sleeping hours is at 8pm for school days, no more than 1 hour weekend morning cartoons, no reading comic books while sleeping and certainly no going out unless all homework is done.

How petty and small this things are, but it is but a blessing in disguise. With those songs in my life, I get to get things done, get good grades in school and then get little rewards when I'm a good boy (hehehe). Our elders no matter family members, relatives or even teachers often repeat this phrase after singing the hate song to you, " It is only for your own good, you would know how right I am when you grow up". Familiar? Totally! I couldn't agree more why most of us would hate being controlled and sent to so many tuition since we also have a lot of homework to do in school. There is also the constant nagging or question of , Have you finished your homework?

Our parents and elders or even people older than us are trying to teach us something. Although these songs are not songs we love to hear but sooner or later we would begin to feel the meaning of the songs coming to life. We finish our homework so that we learn to finish what we started in life. We go early to bed so that we can plan our time well for work and play. We go to tuition and study so that we can always learn to improve ourselves and being open to new ideas. We come back before the curfew at 9 so that we can have enough rest for work tomorrow. Songs that we love or hate today, it becomes a song of its own in the future. No matter how much you love or hate those songs, listen to it and understand its lyrics (meaning). Just because it is not the genre or the song or your liking, doesn't mean it is not a song for you for your future.

When you grow up, you would surely realise and know these is good for you! We often hear this line. Often the songs I hated which I listened to when I was younger really made sense and guided me along the way. It helped me understand people, plan my stuff, balance what I do.

Hate songs, they all can be love songs if you only let them in your life.

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'A' Level Festivity

2008-12-18T18:12:00.000-08:00

This is a type of art I found out just recently called, 'fractals'

(a blend between art and math, inspiring)

Yesterday was weird and a little funny on how it really started and worked out to be. My mum called for the pesticides killing company called, 'WoodPecker'. The question was, did it pecked wood around my house? Nah, it pecked my head instead. After the guys sprayed the pesticide around my house and INSIDE my house, I smelt the foul scent emitting from it and then having voluminous and crazy headache. The smell then lingered around the house like skunks running around the house spraying their defensive scents. My headache then build up to some crazy exponential graph and then come in sinusoidal style. In layman terms, the pain was really painful and then grow a little better, then more, then decrease. Oh god, pain like hell whey. It was already 7 when i was having this form of 'seizure'. My A Levels classmates were supposed to meet us at 7 or 8, but then this tranny head mess. Oh no maam.

I took a panadol and then rested a while, showered. After which I quickly came out of the house, picked up Winnie, rushed to fetch Jeremy in SS15 and then flew to Mines to meet Kent and Kelly. Before then, Winnie, Jeremy and I wondered what we would eat in Serdang as Kent suggested. Then we talked about Bak Kut Teh on the way to the restaurant. Little did we know, the shop next to it had Bak Kut Teh. Lol. But then we went for steamboat. Thinking it is just normal la, walao, i was so so so so so wrong. Divine had its hold on this divine filled mealed. We had our seafood grilled, we had it steamed in the pot. The soup was excellent. Tom yam just right (not too spicy or hot), the clear soup (heavenly). Then we grilled and buttered and then grill summore. Jeremy brought back some of his Australian culture, beer. We all had beer with grilled seafood, how divine it is then?

We ate from like 8 something 9 to 12 till all the customers left. Lol, so fun whey!...Next time? Sure!!!!!!

For the fire in me

2008-12-12T03:57:00.000-08:00

Until today I would not update thinking there is nothing really important to write about, but Joanne certainly pushed me to write. Oh well, I've been really stressed and having sleepless nights or insomnia these days. Besides my excruati

ngly painful 3hr facial, it gave me no choice but to accept a swollen face with bumps and some holes. Silly me, thinking I would have healed all the scars in one week. Any scar if coupled with proper diet, calming emotions and divine sleep would force any bad elements out anytime efficiently. Which I have failed to comply to rule no 2 and 3.

Yesterday while surfing the net, i found a yoga vid

eo by this yoga instructor who is not bad. Then I tried out a few minutes. Then today after finding out how stressed I was, i decided to delve into the 40 minutes yoga exercise. Unbelievably, the whole ordeal calmed me down so much and I felt so good. Thank you video and I would certainly pray to GOD for lightning speed recovery. Amen.

1) Do you think you are hot?

- Without question, obviously I'm hot. I graduated from Team Fierce

2) Upload a picture of yourself:

3) Why did you like the picture?

- I don't have to like it, it's natural. Very innocent, pure, goody goody

4) 5 person u tag

a) Emily

b) Joanne

c) Myself can arrr? can la...

d) Paris

e) Spongebob Squarepants ( should be in yellow bt who cares..its my blog)

5) Has 'e' met 'b'?

Obviously, she even met his husband.

6) What happens if 'a' sees 'd'?

I don't know, maybe shy away?

7) Has 'c' and 'd' kissed intimately before?

hehhe...of course la..blek

8) Can 'a' and 'b' ever possibly have a first time together?

If i see it, i would run away and puke.

9) Say something about 'd'

More than words, love you much!

10) If you were in a deserted island, and you could only bring one, who would you bring?

Can bring all ar? can la...can la...can right..Can it is then!

TIMEoutttttttt

2008-11-03T01:21:00.000-08:00

Yesterday was a bomb going out with 'i know who'. watched my best friend's girl which had a quite weird twist to its ending. I'm keeping this post real short coz im burnt down. I'm going all out these days till i can't take it anymore. horrible nightmares, endless traffic jams, college drama, constant pestering from peers. I NEED A FUCKING BREAK!

ALL F***ED UP

2008-10-28T13:11:00.000-07:00

Yesterday began as early as around 10 or 11 i guess, i showered and got ready for the outing. At around 1 o clock only i got ready to go to Emily's house. Then when i reached at around 2 o clock, emily and I had lunch in her house. Then, I helped ervin with chemistry. Gosh mistaken Ag with Fe and Pb. joanne came through the door and i got my keys and then off to vel's house. celebrating deepavali was the 1st in my life. not just that, playing basketball and sweating like a pig is also my 1st (realised i sucked at it, better practice). After the strenuous game, we all went back to vel's hse and had dinner. suprisingly, i was so f ing tired but i drove to asia cafe. we went there for pool which i din play. joanne, ervin, adam, vel and i were playing truth and dare while the rest fondled with sticks and balls. I was made to krump at daniel, which was so wrong. But the best part was ervin pretending to lick emily's va j j. Some family love there?

After we ended the game, we kinda ate stuff in asia as some of us needed that drink and food. Moments after, we dismissed. Joanne, Emily, Ervin and I were up for some shit. Yea some hell shit. I reached emily's hse really fast after doing that shit, joanne needed to free her insides in the pee machine. then emily coaxed me to stay over which then turned into some festive mood. We saw fireworks after fetching joanne home, which was bizzare. yea like totally.

So here i am now at 1.08PM waiting for vel to come and go for maha's class. Crap, i think.

Tears and fears

2008-10-22T03:11:00.000-07:00

The following lines are for those who are hurt, dejected, those who need a kick in their lives and those whose wounds are so deep but cannot be see by the naked eye. These lines are intended to build a new person in each person, group, or couple directed to. A new renewed person, with a new heart, new desire, new vision and new love. I hope to reach out to all these broken hearts and promises, for the door must be closed for another to open. Do not say you cannot take it anymore, do not tear for what is not worth. Let words be a wind that blows a dandelion into specks, let it sail away into what it seems to be eternity.

Dear lad,

Let me be the one to hold your hand,

I want to heal your broken wounds.

Dear girl,

Let me be the gentlemen in your life,

To kiss you goodnight,

To tell you how much you are worth in my life.

Dear friend,

I want to be your other half,

Allow me to free your insides and store happiness into your heart.

Dear stranger,

Stretch out your hands and let me see them,

I want to grasp them tight and make you feel warmth of sincerity.

Dear couples,

Let me pray for your relationship to flourish,

Let me pray for your never ending love.

Dear all,

Let me the one who will always be there for you,

Let me be the one,

Who will wipe away all your tears and fears.

Hypocrites

2008-10-21T04:41:00.000-07:00

Hypocrites are venom to the blood,

They drive your minds to create a flood.

Words they are nothing but thorns and oxygen,

They can either hurt or forces us to stay alive.

Thoughts are beautiful,

Different thoughts can either kill or build us.

Love is a detrimental weapon,

It is a healer and it is a source of depression.

Friends they are a light for some,

For others it is a burden and an unwanted person.

Trust is a good understanding between humans,

Broken trust is a stab into the human's hearts.

Bandage is used to cover wounds,

But a good bandage can be used to hide hardship and misery.

Ears are mean for us to hear things,

Listen yes, but still things we don't wish to hear will make our ears bleed.

Words they are amazing,

They either mould or bend and break a person.

Lies can be black or white,

Ugly lies can cause stale hearts and death.

Listen you hypocrites,

Forces will unite and karma you shall meet!

Malaysians, Mad-Hatters

2008-10-20T05:34:00.000-07:00

Malaysian drivers, oh such drama they bring to the road. Ruthless driving that can drive you up the wall anytime. Oh, this is the TOP 10 Reasons Why You Should Not Drive In Malaysia.

Nuuuuuummmberr 9!

You don't pay the road tax to buy the road. There would no labels on the lane you are driving that the road is yours. Excuse me, it doesn't mean that if you are slow and you can hog up a whole trail of cars behind you. When turning into a two lane or three lane road, you don't turn into my lane and then stop right in front of me AND assume its your lane.

Nuuuuuummmber 8!

When cutting into a new lane, and when others don't let you go, don't go squeezing near the side of some car and try to slide in with your big fat arse. Rude!

Nummmmmberrr 7!

The U- turn sign is there for a reason. Some losers would make an abrupt and stupid U-turn right in front you at the traffic light, then you would have to slam your brakes hard causing the other cars to honk at you. Hey bitch, the asshole in front of me did it not me.

Nummanumanuma 6!

When driving in a 3 lane highway, the slow, moderate fast, and fast lane 1, mind your own speed okay! When you drive at the fast lane, do not do a 40km/h for all the BMWs, Mercedes', Harrier and Range Rover to enjoy. It is not enjoyable at all! Besides that, the middle lane is created for a purpose, to drive moderately. If you want to speed please proceed to the next lane, and if you want to 'tortify'(tortoise) your ride, to the left, to the left.

Numeerrrrrrrrrrrr 5!

The reason why our film industry is dying is because Malaysian are interested to watch or stop and stare at car crashes. How sad! Just because there is a car who got his engine overheated and some fumes emits out, doesn't mean you have to hog up the whole road. Pregnant ladies about to give birth, people late for work, girls who need to pee badly, a kid about to vomit need to get out of the mess!

Nummmmberrrrr 4!

Double parking is already rude enough, don't make us wait for you to come. I remember my classmate who had to wait under the rain for this bitch. The bitch comes after sometime, excuses herself to get an umbrella, gets up the car, taking her own sweet time to some festive timing i guess. Leaving my friend soaked and wet, this bitch even had the guts to move just a little and not even enough for my friend to move her car out. This people should be made whores!

Numa Tres!

At the roundabout, cars are needing to move in different directions. When you want a 12 o clock, go 12 o clock, dun go putting your signal all the way until you confuse the drivers that you actually wanted a 12 instead of a 3 o clock turn.

Numbeerrrr Two!

Pedestrians! When you are driving up the highway at 100km/h, out comes these few people holding each other's hands and then screaming cars are coming and then crossing the highway. Sickening. Worse still, you have fantastic people who just walk slowly while you need to wait for them to cross the road to pass through. If you are old and walking with a stick, i get you, but you are a f...ing teenager!

Numberrrrr One, Uno, --!

Those left and right signal indicators aren't designed to beautify your car! When you want to switch lanes, use the signal indicators! when you want to make a left, do a LEFT not RIGHT!, you ning nongs! Don't expect us drivers to assume you need to make a turn by looking at your tires. I'm sick of Mercedes especially who thinks they are some kind of BIG SHOT, sweeps right in front of you without a signal and then you would have to brake till your whole car jerks!...

AsS holes.....they deserve the back to driving school bootcamp

Its the 7th and I'm still at it?

2008-10-07T04:03:00.000-07:00

Its been a 3 days after the 1 week long raya break and I don't see any sudden surge to complete all my assignments. They all lay laden nicely in my folders, typed written in my MacBook, waiting to be tied in a bow and then handed in at respective dates. i still remember all these days in my head; 14th, 17th, 24th. I dread thinking about the 17th, but then 14th seemed a little out of place while 24th is quite the killer too. I've been praying before I start the assignments and thankfully I have not lost the drive to do it. well of course! the deadline's nearing.

I'll push this 3 assignments to another part of my mind now. Now talking about today. What a weird tuesday. it started with me driving to damansara. well lucky me, there was only a slight jam after the toll.(Thanks but no thanks to the cops blocking the road). then i arrived at emily's house with the gifts in the orange bag. Emily came down with her half dried hair which looked more like towel dried hair, or in fact looked more like she used the dryer carelessly to rush time. I showed emily her gift, it was a cute soft toy version of a white and black dice. Expected to hear like just a thank you due to courtesy. Boy! I was so wrong. I took it out or was it emily who did it? Ahh doesn't matter. So when emily got whole of the dice, she when ballistic. She exclaimed, " This is SOOOoooo going to be in my car, OMG Stanley, how did you know, I always wanted to get this.." Lol..I'm so happy that she actually loved it.Then her mum saw the thing.Yes, the thing. Her mum came over to the sofa and asked emily to roll her some numbers for lottery. Hahaahaha.What esteemed functionality a soft toy can serve.

Then both emily and I went into the car and brought poor Toto, toto was sick due to some diarrhoea problems, he didn't even bark when I came in. Oh get well soon toto. then both emily and I were in college thanks to emily's mum. Then when we wanted to get in the Lecture Theatre, i saw a yellow spongebob approaching, it was joanne in a FREAKING spongeboby tee. Lol..so predictable. I shoved my hand into the bag and handed joanne the orange bag containing her favourite character's gay partner, Patrick STARFISH. Joanne reached for the bag, opened it and screamed. Ok now, joanne's Bikini Bottom collection is alllllmooosssttt complete. Papa Bob, Mama Bob, Baby Bob and Patrick Gay. ahhh..family hug.

Then the lecture begun, as usual Mr V at his bored to hell antics. Even Professor Snape in HP is not that lame. Oh bother. Lunch was at Vary Pasta near Atria, this time no divinity rating, everyone was hungry and thirsty. We had carbonara, salad, soup, chicken chop and then our famished stomachs finally left the arena. Advertising class came in as a bomber after our lunch. Miss M came in with a paper in hand and saying class is cancelled. Why the abrupt message maam? Then she asked most of us in class to show up for a photoshoot tommorrow which is going to be placed in the college's new sucky VOGUE brochure.

Anyway, then when joanne left, i got bored and started playing Theme Hospital. Emily and Vel were gluing eyes into the screen and looking at the game. Yes yes, emily don't come to my hospital, there would be no pharmacy. To say the least, today had been a sinusoidal curve. How much I anticipate better days to come.

Oh, learn up this song ppl

Bananas in pyjamas are coming down the stairs,
Bananas in pyjamas are coming down in pairs,
Bananas in pyjamas are chasing teddy bears,
'cos on Tuesdays they all try to catch them unawares!

In memory of iPod Nano 3rd Generation

2008-09-29T07:50:00.000-07:00

In loving memory of poddy, R.I.P

Dear poddy, i miss u a lot more than the Friday's mouth watering malt cake. Days without you have been real hard. Today i went to the gym without you, it seems incomplete working out without you. Poddy, without you is like dragging my legs across that sickening flooring in the gym. Oh poddy, i want to tell you something. Today after the strenuous rpm class, i decided to have a steam sauna session. Little did i know there were two guys talking about some crap that i dun wish to hear. I wanted peace when i relax in such a divine place. Then i thought it was all over, another man came in. I was closing my eyes when in the sauna but then when i opened my eyes, i wish i hadn't open it. I saw the dude who just came in, right beside me stretching. Rule no 1, no exercising in the sauna lest stretching. I quickly shut my eye and pretended not to hear him crack his bones and listen to his short moan while he stretches to one side. I quickly counted to 30 and then str8 walked out of the seemingly used to be divine place. It was just not right. Poddy i wish u were with me, so i could listen to you sing into my ears while I stay in divinity.But too bad, in that intense heat, you could break your voicebox.

To Mr Steve Jobs(CEO of Apple):

Please propose your team of designers to create a heat and water resistant iPod to be used everywhere. We only want to hear our poddys sing to us and not other spirit disturbing sounds or moans.Please reconsider....our ears deserve the better.

Firing The Gun

2008-09-25T08:32:00.000-07:00

We humans are creatures of compassion, love and care. How amazing it is that we can forgive people and understand each other.Often we are left with choices in life, whether to fire the gun or not.If you have read the papers there this case recently where a student shot several students dead and then ended his own life.How pathethic this may seem to be.

To fire a gun would mean to end one's life, to bring a halt to something so evil or avoid unnecessary problem to invade. Why is it so hard to fire a gun in a friendship? Firing a friendship gun is not an easy thing to do.Likewise, when we fire a gun, we kill a person and end their life. But if we fire the friendship gun, it means to bring a STOP to the friendship in hand.What are some of the reasons why the friendship gun has to be fired? One of them is out of desperation.

No one wants to be taken advantage of and then left alone to rot when unneeded. We don't need parasites who only stay for the food and shelter but true epifits who can stay and make their own food. What i truly want to say is look for a friend who can help you grow and not pull you down.If nothing else works, pull the trigger and shoot.

Man is made selfish because of their own desires, they are neither cruel or nice until pushed into desperation.

Mystical Divinity

2008-09-23T07:29:00.000-07:00

Happy Birthday Stanley and Zoey!

Whether due to my vain nature or they call it 'SS', i do think that today is really unexpected and really divine. Out of desperation after failing to get picked to join the queue to take the KDU brochure pics, Daniel decided to make his own version. Hence, crazy 6 people began to go for crazy, emo, funny, and even candid poses. I need some pics!!!

So after posing to become MNTM (Malaysia's Next Top Model), tiring was the 1st word i uttered.Then i headed back home.Today i celebrated my 21st birthday..oh so random! haha..we went to the thai restaurant and then went home to have some divine intervention with the chocolate indulgence cake.Hohoho...so blessed.And then suprisingly piggy wished me happy bday, so unexpected!

Of Ibumie noodles and Island Cafe Festivities

2008-09-22T07:50:00.000-07:00

Camwhore no 1

Vanilla Island...divine ok!

Cards, drinks and game

Fries time

No animals were hurt in this production

Today I woke up at 9...opened my iTunes and then got Good Charlotte slapping me awake into reality. I was thinking to myself, nah this day would not be divine (Boy! i was so wrong). I got up ever so lazily to my usual routine and then drove all over to mom's house. As usual Emily's mom fetch us both to college, haha thanks auntie.

So mom and i reached college and then i was greeted by some yellow monster in a fading grey background. It was freaking Spongebob on joanne's tee.hahahah..loved him, bt seeing that yellow box bull's eye in the morning isn't a pleasant sight.Hahah..no hard feelings joanne. Then as usual, vel came in to the class and then we started laughing like mad as usual. Of course, the usual crowd gossiping about the usual suspects.I dread talking about them.

After photo class, out of nowhere vel and the rest discussed their fetishes with emily's maid must have noodles.Basically, they are just Ibumie noodles stir fried and given a tinge of lime taste on the noodles. And of course, the banned immigrants from Somalia who can't be vegetarian had to have eggs, eggs, and more of them.

The after the much awaited feast, everyone was full to the brim and satisfied after clearing their fetishes..hahahah. Then we drove to Island Cafe in ss2, so random as we were playing cards and not forgetting camwhoring for some. Vel and Steffi were playing it for the 1st time, but Vel seems quite the pro and laughing like her laughing gas stock never fails to pump out of supply.Oh what a day,I would want more of these minus the stupid drama that happened of course.Thank you lord.Bless+

Ugly is the new beautiful

2008-09-19T23:20:00.000-07:00

I guess i have hidden too long in my labyrinth of thoughts to not remember to blog. Well of course, the hectic schedule and sleepless nights made me more the not willing to post a new blogpost. Coming to think of it, the reason y i started to blog again may be because of something drama that happen these days. Mom and I called it the D-day where everything just unfolds, hahaha..armageddon they say.

i wish to make short statement here regarding my post title ugly is the new beautiful. If referring to Sugababe's, 'Ugly' song, the songs says that no matter how we would look like, in the end our personality only reflects who we really are. Well, which in turn this is seems to be very true. My friends and I are sick of people who are two faced or inflicted with multiple personalities. adding to that, some people who are like that are like a 'switch'. Whenever confronting with a certain type of people say the rich and famous, they automatically try to please and lick the shoes of that certain group of people. Likewise, whenever trying to take advantage of others, these two faced people can lift you up high to the highest point and then bring you down like in a finger snap.

I wouldn't want to pull out names but one person in my life, affecting my friends and I have been poking us like a needle on a thread or simply put is like a disease in our lives. These people when feeling threatened, just evolve into a cancerous cell metasizing into other's lives. What i'm trying to point out is that these people when feeling threatened or lose out, they change to some Dr Jekyll becomes Mr Hyde and then tries to drag you to misery or even put you to shame. How amazing! Really..I can't be amazed more that these people actually appear and feel good when causing this saddistic behaviour enveloping their own body.

When these people attack, they throw false accusations and allegations that who actually did this and who actually say !@#@#$%%. I wonder how much effort that these people actually throw in to cause such misery to others.I'm utterly disgusted.Oh no, i feel so sorry for them.

These people would just add more people to their arsenal of enemies. True love or friendship would be their death wish, so pathethic. Attention to those who are labeled liars by these people, remember what your true friends would do or react. true friends would only believe all statements and stories from the real person him or herself. True friends are able to gauge what is really right or what really is wrong. True friends is not a filter paper in your filter funnel that can puncture easily after its wet, true friends are antiviruses or the system of your body who or which would not die out until the mind closes its door.Death to put it more layman.

Of course, my friends and I are not weaklings. Once struck hard on the head doesn't mean we can't stick and bond. well in fact, the glue or bond between us gets stronger with these challenges.FYI. To the two faced and multiple personalities people out there who can't take the way my friends and I do things...F**K OFF.

Anyway, all these weeks since from the 30th of August has been a super great blessing for me. I can't say how happy i am, so blessed. thank you the one above and to all my friends. hehe, to9 i will be meeting Kelly, Kent, Winnie, Li Xian ..how great..hehehe..oh well..can't wait to see them!

Ps: 143 so much H@##!$

Does it feel right?

2008-09-11T02:20:00.000-07:00

Hello Kitty mooncake cute le...

All the time i dunno about you but i use the 'does it feel right' way to do things. Does it feel right(DIFR) to do this, it looks dangerous, what if...what if. At some time of our life when making decisions, using this DIFR acronym to work isn't the way. I am not pointing at anyone but im using it as an example. One of my friends recently got a 3rd call from ex asking to get back together. She when slapped with this idea in her face got no avail and had to turn to her own feelings and see whether DIFR applies. Did he change, did i feel good with him, did he really cared about me after all, am i his puppet or am i his master. A 1001 question seems to shoot out inside her head causing millions of synapses that in the end caused what they call mental block.

I wouldn't dare to suggest what she would do or would she even accept the offer from her ex to get back but at this time, she should test him when going out with him. No more comprising of whatever requests and just go on with the outcome. DIFR is out of the question when something so valuable like human's heart and feelings is cornered. When we get rejected a lot of times, its hard to move back on without true will. Well, the term is rejected isnt't it?

Even so, it would be a ridiculous idea to cage ur ex and then test with drugs A B C or even experiment !$@@@%$. I have much desire to support and help this friend of mine. To me, nothing else matters when you find true friends.

Class today was really really crazy and fun also. As usual,Mr Shern was confusing us with his nonchalant ways of how to really understand org comm. Credits to u sir! and then we had photo tutorial which i had got smacked into attention when Mr G asked me to get the projector ppl to fix it.Sorry sir, was talking to Jody ok! Well, im bracing myself for the 2 week mid term exam and I believe i can do well. Thank u the one above that is coloring my life now.

Of sheep, lamb, and goat

2008-09-10T01:42:00.000-07:00

Yeah, its been a long break or hiatus mode since i last posted or even updated. I took a two day MC as i was feeling horribly sick but im good thanks to much prayer i did.Thanks to the one above. The week has been reasonably great with ever crazy classmates which i truly appreciate and happy to have. Thanks guys. My pillar of strength and also my daily dose of laughter. Well, mid term exams starts next week and then drags on to two weeks. Oh, lord have mercy...I do not have a clue for this sem at all.Everyone is on panic mode and all of us are in dire of understanding what the lecturers are trying to drill into us. Some of them just end up like high school lecturers, some talk way beyond our capacity and some just plain weird. KDU should start hiring proper lecturers, groom them well before testing all the lecturers on us. My friends and I are really mad at how these lecturers can end up teaching us.

Sue says after our mid term all of us will go for manicure and pedicure and then my friends set me a new girly name (Stacy Choong Kar Mun)..wth ok,,lolx.,Anyway, can't wait to get back to see all my other friends again.Till then, ciaoz

Numbers can be a mode of expression

2008-09-04T07:09:00.000-07:00

This is taken by the road during my picture taking.Hehe

Yesterday I received an sms from my friend who likes to tease me.So teet teet, teet teet(nokia tune). Then i read, it said 143. I went what the hell is 143, and I was asked to guess what is it. Math lesson perhaps? So i was thinking for the whole day what 143 reli is...until today afternoon after asking mom and sis(they were clueless about it) then i found out...143 actually means I Love You. If mom saw my face, she would probably say i pulled the black face again. Interestingly i also found out that 182 happens to be I Hate You (not suprising) and then one more 459 which also means I Love You. Hahah..simply put, these numbers tell more than just figures in math but words that actually mean something.Wow..lolx

Hmm today's class was as early as 11am(yes 11 is early fr mass comm students ok?), and then i drove a half an hour journey to college for Org Comm with Mr. Shern. I dunno if my classmates felt the same way but I feel that i'm lost when he teaches us. He gets it so twisted, so yea you talk about point A and then you fly to dimension A and then Square B before coming back to point A. Now that's 'organized'.Oh my.When he asks the class questions, we would observe like a 3 to 4 minutes silence and then he patiently waits for the answer from us. As a matter of fact, the waiting time is useless as we wouldn't give any response. I wanted to barge in and tell him my ideas but the questions he posed made me derail from my train of thoughts.

Then during our 10 minutes break since Mr Shern throat was deprived of rest, sue, vel and the rest all played with my knitted scarf. After I got the scarf back from them, i got ambushed! Yes, i am ticklish but that's not the right way to bully me.Lol..Evil people.

Oh then again, I am waiting for this saturday to come. I can get to go out! lolx..

P.s: Sis...good luck with mandela ok! lol!

Secrets are best kept folded in our own hearts

2008-08-31T08:44:00.000-07:00

These days I feel so caged and always in a thinking mode like 3 years back, I worry that I will go back to ignoring everything. I still remember three years back when i had this similar problem, i will go lectures in class but i would not hear anything in class, when it ends and then i will leave. If my memory does not fail me, almost everyday after class, my mentor would stop me and give me a full 15 to 30 minutes lecture regardless if i have class or not right after hers. I could clearly remember I forgot what it was like to cry, i feel so sad and down but in the same time unable to express or tell why i would feel that way. Every night in my sleep that time, i would cry endlessly before i sleep and then can't sleep the whole night. Yes i realised i forgot how to cry, but when night came, it came naturally. At some rare occurences also, I would watch a comedy or even any show and then suddenly tears will roll down.

It is so hard sometimes when we have so much inside us but we are unable to explain why we felt that way.It hurts, it really does. At that point, you are thinking of telling someone of what you feel but coming to think of it, who would you trust and pick to tell your tales to. When sometimes we do the wrong actions or even say the wrong things, we tend to hurt others. This is not the worst part of the wrong step, but what really kills you is when you can't tell that person why you did this or say that just because it is a secret that no one can ever ever know. How many secrets can you keep in yourself?

Ok, so be it, we seek guidance in forms of encouragement from others, but how would you work on it? At the breaking point, would you be able to discern between what is right and wrong and what truly works for you? I can assuredly say NO. Then what about yourself? Are you able to solve it by yourself? the answer is also NO. No one can actually solve problems by themselves but actually when coupled with help, it will enlighten the burden and the problem would soon dissolve. At some point of time, what happens when you can't say anything to that particular person and afraid doing so just because he or she might tell the other? Wouldn't you choose to hold back and then shut up so that the he or she wouldn't know at all?

Have you tried using anonymous names when telling problems? i hate using those, instead i would choose not to talk about it at all. Confused i am at this state of disease, so malignant, so deadly, so hurtful....So i guess i would just keep it as a secret. Shhhhh.....

The Best Damn Thing

2008-08-29T07:20:00.000-07:00

These folks were fighting for a spot in tutorial class

The one standing got rejected..yes sorry jojo!

Hold your breath folks..so whoa!

The Reason for my post to be titled like this happens for a cause.hahah..Yes yes, I have let go two free tickets to Avril's concert to9.Hey, not my intention mah, i was hoping me mom n sis n go together.Oh well..so sorry jojo!

Todays MCS class with Ruly...oh man..drama drama..Mom n I talked through the whole class, people were whispering and a dude was sleeping.The funny thing was Mr R was talk about cultures, and then i dunno if he noticed the guy who slept when he spoke.He went like this, "Now, different countries will have different cultures like for example when you are in the class, you don't sleep in class" LOL..(capital!).

It was the 1st time mom n i shoved our right ear with the ipod n then listened to the lecture, man ...he was boring!. Oh well, we had this amazing potato wedges garnished with herbs n all and I specifically requested for mayo to go with.Yes brendan, very sinful!

Oh well, imma go brainwash my head with some MCS lecture notes n revise for the subjects..Till then...cheers!

Breaking Point

2008-08-27T08:04:00.000-07:00

Let us go back a little to physics 101, yeah..rewind back time a little. If you faithful and new blog readers of mine still remember the formula F=kx. Yes that formula, where load is placed on a spring, the spring will lengthen or extend to a certain point. haha..i bet you guys will screw me when you see me, what physics lesson in a blog? My point here is this, I'm experiencing that condition in my phase of my life now. As it is, we humans are always striving to do our best and give our best in whatever we do.Well, i'm not sure if it applies to all but its ringing a bell in my own head. But when we do too much and the word i wish to stress here is 'too much', this strive for excellence becomes a burden and a hindrance. When we as an individual stretch ourselves so much until it is beyond our original limit, a scenario or a psychological condition called the 'breaking point' would appear.

I sometimes wonder, at times when someone else is having problems, I go all out to help that someone.But when I have the problem, the equation goes the other way.HELP+SINCERITY doesnt equal to True Friendship.I am so exhausted and deprived of true attention from the people i care. Why? Why would I be a puppet playing the role in other people's lives while they take advantage of me. Look here, I'm not Pinnochio and you guys ain't Gepetto.Get your thoughts straight.For one, when I am having my problems or facing my darkest fears, you guys cut away the strings attached to me and just leave.

Answer me now, why is it that you guys always come to me when you have problems? Is it because I will do whatever it takes to solve and help, or because I am just a puppet in your life for you guys to pull the string and make me walk your way? I don't want be no faker. I would not want to fake my emotions. Whenever you guys have your problems, it comes crashing down on me, but I still smile and then help you guys go the other way around.Why? Why go through all that fuss? This is because I believe(oh sorry), I THOUGHT you guys would do the same when I have my own problems. How stupid of me, karma never comes, retribution will only come.

Believe it or not, I stretch my boundaries for you guys.I can surely say, when I have the problem, you guys would just listen to me and then change the topic. Sincerity is not just a word in the dictionary, sincerity is only evident when someone truly acts it out and means it. Its not a character in Shakespeare's play.

In essence, I'm now like a balloon filling up bigger and bigger and waiting to burst someday.On that day I burst, I don't think your puppet will act out the whole puppet show for you. Oh someday, but I'm still trying to be sober.

P.S: Miss M, I'm not kiasu.I read my stuff.The term you guys is not directed at a specific person or groups, so please do not be offended.Yes, this is an angry post and sorry for that.This is a short poem i spontaneously thought.Enjoy

Rain,

for you are cold,

You silenced all my tears,

You shadowed all my fears.

Night,

for you are dark,

I see the true colors of others,

I realise the true intention of fakers.

Love,

for you are mighty,

But where were you when I need you most,

You hid,

Beneath....

Personality Test

2008-08-24T07:57:00.000-07:00

Adhering to my lecturer's requests, i completed the Carl Jung Personality test..and the results...

hahhh.so expected ok!

Jung Test Results
Introverted (I) 72.22% Extroverted (E) 27.78%Intuitive (N) 52.08% Sensing (S) 47.92%Thinking (T) 50% Feeling (F) 50%Judging (J) 72.97% Perceiving (P) 27.03%Your type is: INTJ
Accuracy: - 5 high 4 3 2 1 low
INTJ - "Mastermind". Introverted intellectual with a preference for finding certainty. A builder of systems and the applier of theoretical models. 2.1% of total population.

Rojak

2008-08-22T23:29:00.000-07:00

My first try in framing my pics...haha..

Well, the reason behind why my post today is named rojak is a good one.Well simply put, I haven't been blogging for three days already and this post will encompasses three tales.Well, of course in which I hope to just present a jist of it.before i begin my so called 'essay', i wish to quote a poem by Robert frost entitled,"The Road Not Taken"

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

There and then the beautiful poem tells of a choice that one had to pick, but i myself loved the last two lines which i had highlighted in orange. I could still clearly remember Miss Maha's (Principles of Advertising) class that day where she made a generalisation that humans are creatures of habits.Her statement is very true.She gave us a scenario in class which my friends and I could relate to.her example says that when we enter a room or even the lecture hall which my friends and I had class, we tend to look for our friends.It has been our common habit, that when we enter the room we have a tendency to look for our friends which we know and most likely sit next to them.If it happens that we do sit with strangers even though our friends are there, well i think on that day, lightning just struck our heads and made us cuckoo.

Then again, this thought came to me when i was with kiki in curve.Kiki got a job offer to shoot a commercial for a company who develop security system called Verisign.Kiki being the mumbler, she pulls me into this job, hoping that if she doesn't get it then i would get the job.Alright, so kiki, this dude and me were in STARBUCKS in The Curve talking terms with him of the job prospects etc.This dude offers $500 to shoot two commercials which the camera and etc would be provided by our side.Well, it sounds good and all, but so many flaws just came out of the picture and so i pushed the guy's offer in the end.To juggle between studies and work is not an easy task to do.But sure enough if i am really desperate to work, i was thinking that i still have my 2 months practical training like very soon.Hence, in one swift motion and mindset, i told kiki to reject his offer.Yea, sometimes we try to dare ourselves to do beyond the ordinary or the one much doubted.But in a way, sometimes in decision-making, we have to slap (literally) ourselves back to reality.No matter how much the offer sounds good to us, let's say a multiplication of a 10 times ratio which amounts to $5000, would it be of good use?

At some time of our lives, something becomes more a priority than a liablity.For me now, studies is my number one priority and the job offered is just a liabilty.I don't want to invest time, effort and money into something which I have totally no vision in it.I don't see myself as a juggler who can balance this heavy duty work and studies altogether.Even in a relationship, it can only be one-to-one and not one to many.We must actually let go our sacrifice some part so that the other can survive.Oh, my money just flew..oh well..but my future is on hold by my own hands :)

P.S: Joanne, i updated at last..lolx

Going that extra mile for whom?

2008-08-20T08:20:00.000-07:00

Ping posing

Excuse me! Your hand blocking!

Let there be light!

So high school auditorium

Pompous behaviour, or even ridiculed and aggravated anger. These are some of the things I get irritated and hate to experience in these two days.If i'm nt wrong I missed blogging like 2 days? issit? I dun even know.I still drive like mad these days, swerving around bends and switching lanes like my car is a sports car which infact is just a rally car. Today's class was a first with Miss Maha who happens to spill some of her skills onthe subject Principles of Advertising.Erm as usual when i entered the class, I heard a few people shout STANLEY!!!!.But seriously speaking, I dun even know who screamed that name, which of course is acceptable since Maha hasnt enter the hse yet.Shakira was back wt her new style, and yet again the maggi mee style.Cant she just stick to her one style? Aiks..hoe.Nothing much to spit out today but just several pics in class.Random sessions.

P.S: Don't test my temper..I will wreck your bones

Dissatisfaction and Pure Misfits

2008-08-18T08:53:00.000-07:00

Muhammad came by so I took a rare pic with him.Cool whey!

Today began at around 10.30am waking up for the 1st class of the week.Photo ethics n Mr G. dang! But then again today seemed really weird that i kept a total silent mode the whole class.vel asked me y was i so quiet today and i jst wanted to keep a lowdown n slient mode le.Anyway, there were several things that suprised and pissed me off today:

1) Some dudette wanted to screw my photo ethics assignment group by being a part of us

2) The fees for this sem that i failed to pay

3) The bastard during my yum cha session just now who jst cant stay in line..yes thaT cibai

4) The weird gardener in front of joanne's hse, i could swear he took a leak there

5) The drunk dude on the highway several 10 minutes or so just now after yum cha in ss2

That's all folks.

P.S: I'm still finding a reason why i drove at 140km/h today

Press The PLAY Button

2008-08-17T01:18:00.000-07:00

Consider imagining a player, it may be a tape player, cd or even a dvd player. Surely there are a few common buttons that most machines would have. For example the pause button, record button, the stop button and not forgetting the play button.

If you are able to program your life like a player, how awesome would it be? For some reasons, when we want to let the good times not end so fast, we can push the rewind button and play it over and over again.Even so, there are times when we are stuck in an unfamiliar place or being attended by someone who we don't like, the forward button would prove useful.

And of course, the favourite button of all time should be the stop button.Why is it so? All the time, we want to stop at the right places, time or even that moment. But all in all, if we could Ever programme our lives as a player, it would be Fantastic!

I want to encourage you faithful or new blog readers to press the play button. Our lives truly only revolves around the play button. No matter in good times or bad times, our lives would go on and yes there is no stop button. In a way there is, when you leave the earth. We humans are placed on earth to help each other play our tape of life well. Let the tape roll on. Think of this, wouldn't an figure ice skater want to rewind the part she fell and make it to the next round?

But seriously look at this, if she was to be given another opportunity to finish her routine, what would it turn out to be? Would she gurantee that she won't make the fall again or would she not make the fall but make other mistakes instead?

The idea is this, when we fail, we have to repent and always have the urge and drive to try again. Truly, what is more worthwhile is getting the coveted prize after trying and trying and working so hard for it. Something is only valuable, when it is hard earned. Remember, you can try to rewind your life, but don't forget your life is still playing.

-HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY TIM-

Retaliation, would you choose to do it?

2008-08-15T08:14:00.000-07:00

Just came from the high school reunion, its now 11.16pm. We had plenty to chat and to talk about things we missed and hated back in high school As some put it, it was 4 years. Yeah, 4 years since we all last met and 4 years from high school. Oh yes, time flies. IMO, I find my life getting more enjoyable year after year. Of course simply put, high school and primary school was not an enjoyable period of time as many would love. In today's 'over the table' talk, my ex classmates start to shed some light on their campus life and how they cope with it. As one of the said, when you are starting a new sem, you get so hyped up but after several weeks, it mellows. I beg to differ from that POV. For me and passionate people like my friends and I in college, things get better and better even now I am in my 4th sem n nearly close to an end oledi very very soon.We seem to get even closer as group mates and friends, we come up with all things new and fresh ways to do things. Maybe for us, study is vital but yet we can make it our own.

Yes, this has been a draggy start from that loooooong intro.Alright.I will answer the question proposed in the title.Would you retaliate?. My answer? No. For some akward reasons, many people when offended or even threatened will retaliate in their ways.Some would say, you made me like this, now you suffer.Of course some of the really hot tempered ones would land punches and slaps(too drama kua!). I choose to not retaliate for very simple reasons.

No 1: I am a guy so I have to be open-minded

No 2: I am not that type of person who gets overeacted over petty issues

(some relevance to No 1)

No 3: Why should I get mad at someone or some people where I have so many who I adore

(Build a mountain of friends not build a mountain of enemies)

I do not understand how some people want to elevate themselves above the required distinction set in a conversation. As in, if you study Engineering and you get to pass with high distinction while others falter, you brag about it?. I believe this action is a complete waste of time. Some people would choose to place themselves so highly upon their works which in turn makes people around them see their insecurities. I let this quote I made long ago to be in this para. ,"Do not boast of other people's mistakes, but boast of their good works or success". Over the table, I see most of my friends talking humbly and listening to others will some people would just choose to live so highly in their royal throne. Life is not about comparing who's who, but life is about sharing and caring about each other. If today you are a billionaire and swimming in your pool of pound notes and bragging about how you did well, you are a failure. If today, you would share those success and try to make others as successful, I would say I give you my respect.

In short, I would just say, compare if you must, but consider it worthiness.

Signing out...

P.s: I wish to give much credit to my 'mom' and 'sis' who helped me build this site and encouraged me to do it.Thanks.LOve u guys.

Le Pasta

2008-08-14T04:17:00.000-07:00

Feeersly, pleepare yor desiareed sourceeee
(Firstly prepare your desired sauce)

Ad kahlik n sum mooshlooms tu plava dem
(Add garlic and some mushrooms to flavour them)

Ahh ahh ahh, u mus limembear tu ad ohlif oiul
(Ahh ahh ahh, you must remember to add olive oil)

Kuk le pasta til andente
(Cook the pasta till soft)

Let dem lice n pheel eef le pasta yis souft eenarf
(Let them rice and feel if pasta is soft enough)

Wala..see fin ploduk...Pasta Le Mooshlooms
(There you have it, the finished product, pasta with mushrooms)

Today was such a fine day to cook pasta to have for lunch.Lucky for me, I called Le Grande Chef of Paris (lol..which is me myself la..must ss a bit la..give face a bit...) to cook for me.As he says, cooking is very easy with the correct ingredients, all you need is love and 3 minutes. I was supposed to go out today but mom warned me not to go due to some Hungry Ghost thingy.Ahh..stayed home again.These days, I keep fighting the cold which came back right after i was well.Thinking back, I've been sick non stop for 3 weeks now.Hope get well soon and fit for class on Monday.Anyway, stil waiting for Emily to get online and I can change my blog design.

P.s: Mom, You de-child us just like that? evil! :(

-Joanne's Treat-

2008-08-13T10:25:00.000-07:00

Hey, it's about time since I started my blog. As some would say, i'm blooming a little much too late this season for blogging.Oh well, you have to get the mood in to blog don't you? It's my first day, so give some support la.Hehe.
Anyway, here are the snippets of what happened today.These pics show oso what can $150 and a screaming Joanne can do for you together with mom.