What I did

Well, as I said, I went to my aunt’s house so that I can stay with my grandma for a week b4 I fly. She’s taking care of my super duper extremely tremendously cute 2-year-old cousin. Obviously, the cuteness runs in the family.

my cousin

me

I even celebrated my birthday there.

Then on the 24^th, I came back.

On the 26^th, I went to Intec to take my cert.

On the 27^th, I went to a friend’s house. His name is Bak Jit Chang. This is him.

Last time in secondary school I used to go to his house to play on Friday. Then in Form 4, he moved to Cheras and changed school to St John Institution. He just finished STPM there. Now, b4 I fly off, he invited me to go to his house again.

He’s the one that introduced me to the wonders of Football Manager and blogging. So for all the things I did when I should be studying, he is to be held responsible. His blog is http://www.cognition87.blogspot.com. He had another 1 but stopped after a while. This is a new 1.

On the 1^st day I was there, we played computer games the whole day. He’s far ahead of me in Football Manager, but I’m better than him in Fifa.

Then the next day we went out to Mid Valley with his brother, his sister, his girlfriend Caerrie and his friends Khasturi and Tommy. He already booked tickets for Eragon, but because I watched it already he changed the tickets to Curse of the Golden Flower. Currently I am in no mood to write review for the movie.

I had a conversation with his gf Caerrie which goes like this:

Me: Caerrie you were from Ipoh?

Caerrie : Yeah.

Me : Which school?

Caerrie : Convent.

Me: Oh Convent!

Caerrie : Why? You know anyone there?

Me : You know Kok Jia Huei?

Caerrie: Yeah I know Jia Huei!

Me : Oh wow! How bout Christine? Christine Tan Hui Wen?

Caerrie : Yeah I know Christine also.

What a small world.

Exam Result

I get 99.1 for TER. It's nothing to be proud of, but nothing to be disappointed of either. Nothing to be proud, of coz a lot of the ppl that I asked got better result than me, all of them non-medic student (congrats to Quanyie, Koay, Audrey and Daphne). Nothing to be disappointed of, coz even though I dont know wats the TER requirement for my course, I'm sure this meets it. Now I dont need to celebrate my bday in a bad mood.

Hope everybody gets to fly.

And hope everybody remembers my Bday! Which is today!

(This post suddenly disappeared so I have to re-type. Must be blogger's fault)

Map of waterfront

Behold! My artistic talent unleashed!

Those small black dots on the river are sampans

I went out today

The Kuching posts are interrupted to bring you this short post that I suddenly feel like writing.

Earlier today at PJ Hilton Hotel there was an education fair. Representatives from some Australia and UK universities were coming, one of them the University of Sydney. That’s why I decided to go. I didn’t know what I wanted to ask but I was sure I’d think of something. I didn’t want to go alone but now that everyone had gone back home it’s quite hard to find anyone to go with me. After pondering for awhile I decided to drag Pei Fei along. Rep from University of Queensland coming also. She said yes, and would even bring a friend along. According to her, her friend is very pretty J … but she’s a Punjabi. Too bad Nat’s not here.

So off I went this afternoon to Taman Jaya Putra station where I would meet Pei Fei and her friend at 3pm. When I reached KL it was still quite early so I went to Popular 1^st. While I was happily reading Pei Fei suddenly messaged me and asked if I want to meet at Masjid Jamek station. I told her I’m already in Popular and she replied nvr mind. I told her it’s ok I can go to Masjid Jamek and she replied that she’s already on the Putra coz she’s scared she’d be late. Late? But she’s meeting me? I looked at the clock and OMG IT’S 2.45!!! And so I rushed.

As the train reached Tasik Jaya station I checked my handphone clock. 3 o’clock sharp. I couldn’t help but to marvel at my time management skill. Then I saw Pei Fei sitting on a bench alone. Turned out her friend ffk her, so only the two of us would be going today. Well, what to do. I just hope I wont be abducted by a green UFO tonight. But the last time I checked, the UFO landed in Kedah so I should be safe. For now.

We took a taxi to Hilton hotel. The driver charged (robbed) us RM3 for a ride that would take less than 5 minutes have we been on foot.

It took us a while to find the ballroom but we eventually did. It was quite small, but there were many ppl there. We looked around and couldn’t find any UQ representatives! I looked around and couldn’t find any Uni of Sydney reps either! What the heck! We asked a worker there and he said both UQ and Uni of Sydney couldn’t make it. Sigh… Came here for nothing. But the guy said we can try asking the counselor there if we have any questions. Since we’re there already, might as well lah.

The counselor is a she. She is quite fat and makes jokes then laugh very hard at them. And she didn’t know Intec, as did the taxi driver @ daylight robber just now. You can tell from the way they say “Intec? Ooohh…” But she’s a kind lady. She was really helpful and tried to tell us as much as she could about what we wanted to know. Pei Fei can take ferry to campus! Beside the counselor sat a young man, an engineering student from Monash who has just completed his 1^st year and was there to tell people of the living condition in Australia. From him we learnt more. He said he doesn’t know about the weather in Sydney, but since it’s not that far from Melbourne the climate should almost be the same. Summer in Sydney and Melbourne are definitely hotter than the weather here, but according to him we’ll be there during colder times (due to summer holiday I guess). The coldest it gets in Melbourne is about 3 Celcius, but thats in winter mornings. Wearing a cardigan over a normal shirt should be sufficient. He also didn’t encourage us to open an account with international banks as they will charge us everytime we withdraw money from the ATM. He said we can open accounts with local Australian banks and money can be transferred from the bank here, no problem. The fee for transaction is quite small. Personally, he’s using the services of Commonwealth Bank and Westpac Bank.

We were out of there in less than 20 minutes. Just so that this trip wont be such a big disappointment, we agreed to go to Amcorp Mall. Walking around aimlessly, we saw the cinema and, guess what, Eragon was showing!! It was 4.20pm, we bought 6pm tickets and walked around (aimlessly) again.

Pei Fei is a bit abnormal when it comes to shopping. She doesn’t check out clothes, she doesn’t check out accessories, she doesn’t check out books, she doesn’t check out techno stuff and she doesn’t check out games. She did check out CD’s though. It feels more like she was accompanying me shopping. I wonder how my sister can not feel guilty when I have to follow her here and there when we went shopping.

We had dinner at Kenny Rogers and off to the cinema we went. As we stepped inside the commercials just ended and the movie was just going to start. “Wah so punctual!” Pei Fei exclaimed but she didn’t know my time management skill played a big part in this. Somehow.

Movie review: It wasn’t as bad as I expected after watching the trailer, maybe because I could hear Pei Fei enjoying it. True, the lead actor still look very yong sui, but the dragon wasn’t as thin as she looked in the trailer. I couldn’t say that it was excellent, but it’s above average. Not many pros, but quite a lot of cons. As you might’ve already seen from the trailer, King Galbatorix showed his face. Murtagh’s scar was very small. Saphira didn’t grow big gradually; she flew into the clouds the first time she learnt to fly and Puff! Puff! Puff! she magically turned big and can suddenly speak English. Arya doesn’t have pointed ears and Pei Fei didn’t even know Arya’s an elf until I told her (for those of you that haven’t read the book but going to watch the movie, Arya is an elf). The Urgals don’t have horns, they’re just normal humans. Well, barbaric normal humans with painting on their faces. There’s no mention of mind-reading. Roran’s girlfriend doesn’t even exist. Ok, now I’m not so sure that it’s not bad anymore. I can understand that certain parts of the book being excluded when the story is filmed, but not making Arya’s ears pointed is inexplicable. And he movie ends in less than 2 hours! It’s not like they have not enough time, why do they need to exclude so much? They could have made it 3 hours and put in so much more. Having said that, I’m sure you’ll find the movie better than the trailer implies.

Today turns out to be fun after all. After the movie we went back and I wrote this.

Note from author: The Kuching posts will resume in about a week’s time as I’m going to my auntie’s house. Therefore, I will not be blogging unless there’s something important to blog about, like my exam result or my Bday. Which is why u should wish me happy bday by sms n not through my blog :-)

2nd Day in Kuching

After waking up, we had breakfast and waited for Boon to arrive. He was to be our driver for the next few days. The waiting process took so long that by the time he came, he’s already taking us for lunch. I later learnt from him that punctuality is not to be expected of Kuchingite.

Sitting in the car, I get to see Kuching for the 1^st time. Last night it was too dark to see clearly. Not that they are so uncivilized that they don’t have lampposts, don’t misunderstand. They have lots of them. It’s just that even with lampposts, I cant get a good view of the city at night. So this was what I noticed about Kuching:

1. They don’t live on trees there, unlike what Yee Hong thinks. In fact, their houses are even bigger generally than peninsula houses. They also do not eat from banana leaves.
2. Kuching looks like Ipoh. It even feels like Ipoh.
3. Kuching is VERY clean. So clean, in fact, that you will be inclined to litter just to make it feel more Malaysian.

After a while, we arrived in a Chinese restaurant in the town. The others were already there, sitting around at least 4 tables combines together. The restaurant was like any normal Chinese restaurant in KL, with a lot of stalls selling different kinds of food. The foods are not Kuching-specialty-cant-find-anywhere-else-in-the-world foods. Except for the Kolo mee. But the noodles that I ordered was not bad.

After finishing our meal the usual chit-chat started. Suddenly, Yeam asked, “Sze Ching, can you help me take a group picture?”

Being such a nice guy, of course I said ok. But right after I said, “Ok everybody look here!” cries of “Wait!” came from a lot of people and I stared in dismay as more than 10 cameras were passed to me. Oh well.

Pre-Ka Shin group picture

Half-way through taking pictures, Boon who disappeared mysteriously after we got here reappeared with Ka Shin and Ka Shin came to the rescue. Ka Shin is a friend whom Boon dragged along to be a driver. (Boon: Don’t say drag along to be a driver la make me sound so bad. I ask him out to have fun together…)

Ka Shin

So, Ka Shin took over. He seemed to be a bit embarrassed shouting “1,2,3” and have people in the restaurant staring at him. Pity the guy.

Post-Ka Shin group picture

Next stop: Waterfront. This is supposedly a famous place in Kuching. Its called waterfront coz its located in front of water, that is, the Sarawak River. The river isn’t clean (water is brown in colour) but its not as dirty as Klang River. At least there’s no rubbish clogging it up. There were a few sampans with roofs to bring passengers across to Fort Margarita (I don’t know how to spell). I found the advertisements on the roofs of these sampans amusing and wondered how much we need to pay to advertise there. We walked around, took pictures and took more pictures coz that’s all there is to do there.

Group picture. Whenever there's a group picture we'll have to pose for berbelas-belas camera.

Then, surprise! Daphne came with her friends, Gloria and Jodie (I think). Gloria is Hannah Tan’s sister. Guess Daphne wasn’t exaggerating when she said she knows Hannah Tan’s sister personally. We took more pictures.

We went across the road to Main Bazaar, which is a row of shops selling souvenirs to us tourists. While other people went hunting for souvenirs straightaway, smart people like Chao Wang and I searched for icy-cold beverages to drink while we walk. It was a really hot afternoon. We found this bakery that sell drinks. Some are quite unique. Besides ice shake, they also have snow shake. Intrigued, I ordered 1. It turned out to be something like ABC but with much much finer ice and no other stuff but juice on ice. But the ice has a milky flavour to it and taste like ice cream. Together with the thick strawberry juice on top and the hot weather, the snow shake taste excellent. Only RM2.50.

As I stepped out of the bakery, others looked at my snow shake jealously.

Next mission: souvenirs. After spending a few hours at the shops, I bought a few bracelets, a whistle and an ashtray for my friends and family. We took more pictures.

We stayed till the evening and crossed the river in those sampans to fort Margarita. Like every other historical fort in Malaysia it has a gate, statues, cannons and watchtowers. However, it also has jails and one of the statues had been sexually harassed.

The river

The Fort

The sexually-harrassed statue

We then went to Boon’s house to rest before going out for dinner. Boon’s house is a corner lot terrace with PS2. The keyword here is PS2. That means fun.

At around 8, Ka Shin came and we went out for dinner at a steamboat restaurant called Hornbill’s Corner. I’ve only been as full as I was then after the McD buffet last year.

Then we went back and watched DVD and slept.

1st Day in Kuching

WARNING : This post of my trip to Kuching and those to follow are mainly meant for me to record my memories in words so that I can read back about them in the future, so I may just put down the facts here rather than tell the story. It may be quite boring. Read if you want, skip at will.

On the 28^th of November, I departed to Kuching for a week long holiday there. The flight being at 4pm, I thought that I’d have plenty of time to get ready. And so I procrastinated, leaving all the packing to be done on the day itself. Not that I had much things to pack anyway. I already cleared all my stuff in cemara and only brought my luggage for the Sarawak trip, my clothes for Ausmat Grand Dinner and my bed sheet and blanket to spend the night in the room. Without all our stuff, the room felt so empty.

Oh, about having lots of time to pack, I was soooooooooooooo wrong. In the morning we had to do our room clearance. I had to go to Intec at 9am, go to room V108, go to library to clear my debt and go back to V108. Then back to Cemara, reached at around 11.

12pm, Chean Yeaw’s supposedly ‘surprise’ b’day party in McD (planned by Chia Ling). Nice way to mark the last meal in Seksyen 18 McD. I think I’ll miss the place very much coz I have so much memory there.

Chean Yeaw with his bday present - a cute Barney doll

1+pm, went back to cemara and continue packing. Taxi was gonna arrive at 2, so I had to rush like mad. By that time my excitement almost couldn’t be contained any longer. Even the thought of flying together in such a large group is exciting enough. The 4.30pm-flight batch consisted of Nat, Yeam, Yoke Heng, Jia Huei, Christine, Wen Jun, Chao Wang, Doreen, Michelle, Josephine, Pei Fei, Pui Ting (who will be meeting us at the airport) and myself. We thought that 3 taxis were enough for 12 ppl, but we 4got to take into account the Kuching ppl’s luggage. So, I ended up hugging Michelle’s huge luggage bag all the way to LCCT, which stands for LCC-Terminal. What d hell’s LCC then? I have no idea.

We were supposed to check in 2 hours before departure so we were considered a bit late when we reach b4 3pm. But typical, flight was delayed. After checking in we have a great time wasting time until boarding time. I was wheeled around in one of those luggage trolleys by Christine while ppl around us gave me weird looks. Some of us visited the toilet, some took pics and some went to a shop there. Chocolate filled half the shop.

At 5-something we boarded the plane. Before 8 we reached Kuching. There’s not much to write about what happened on the plane coz I was sleeping most of the time. Due to lack of books to read. Ah now I remember something worth writing. The view of Kuching + Sarawak River from the air was breathtaking.

On the plane

Sarawak River

After claiming our luggage, we need to pass the immigration counter. Here we were each given a piece of paper with our details on it that we have to sign. Then the immigration officer let us keep the paper.

Immigration counter

Next, our procession of 13 ppl moved towards the arrival hall, where Amanda, Boon, Chao Tung, Terrence, (Roger?) Michelle’s parents and Amanda’s father were waiting for us. Chao Tung, Terrence, Yee Hong, Nooi Hoay, Yi Chiann, Yijia and Sarah already arrived earlier. So that sums up to (*counts*) 18 of us holidaying in Kuching now. From here, we separated. Boon and Amanda’s dad drove Terrence, Chao Tung, Nat, Yeam, Yoke Heng and myself to Amanda’s humble abode while the others went back to Michelle’s house. These shall be our ‘hotel’ for the next week. Free of charge :P

On the way to Amanda’s house, I got a brief geography lesson from Boon. Kuching is divided into areas called miles. The 1^st, 2^nd, 3^rd miles are town area. The bigger the number of a mile, the farther away from town area it is. Amanda’s house is located in Kota Samarahan, 12^th mile. From the airport in 8^th mile, the ride took less than 10 minutes.

She lives in a neighbourhood in Kuching with a lot of anjing. She has one herself called Doggie. Her house is a single storey terrace, and her family has 4 cars. A Wira, a Waja, a Kembara and 1 more I cant remember what.

Interacting with Doggie

Amanda’s family consists of Amanda’s daddy, Amanda’s mommy, Amanda’s younger brother (Aaron) and Amanda. A very very kind family that made our stay there so much more enjoyable. Her brother isn’t those shy small brothers that you often meet when you go to your friends’ house. He’s super friendly and super talkative. A very nice guy. Their father works in a bank and their mother gave up a job in the bank to teach kindergarden.

So after having dinner Boon, Chao Tung and Terrence went back to Boon’s house. The rest of us rest and then slept.

To be continued…

CBox

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Tagged by Daphne

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your blog along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they’re listening to in absolute random order.

1. Photograph - Nickelback
2. 会有那么一天 - 林俊杰
3. hitomi wo tojite - Ken Hirai
4. Only hope - Mandy Moore
5. Crazy in love - Snow Patrol
6. 白色风车 - 周杰伦
7. Life - Yui (Just found out that the song's the ending theme song for Bleach when I watched a few days ago! That makes it sound so cool)

I tag no-one

Some links

Check this out. Its a post from my friend's blog.

http://cognition87.blogspot.com/2006/10/international-trial-of-saddam-hussein.html

That guy is so daring.

And this is just something I want to put in my blog but was too lazy. It's about Manchester United.

http://cognition87.blogspot.com/2006/10/return-to-4-4-2-is-just-what-ferguson_20.html


 

Somebody showed Justina my blog

The title says it all.

U better own up now before i find out who u r. I promise I will do my best to restrain myself from MURDERING u.

But luckily, she's not mad.

The Asian education mindset..and how it worries me

Taken from http://www.shaolintiger.com

This topic has come up quite a few times recently..and well it's an interesting topic for debate. I noticed it first off myself..and discussed it with a few people which confirmed my thoughts and it was again recently re-established.

The mindset is thus:
Don't question
Whatever I say is correct (the person in charge - teacher, lecturer or any authority figure)
If you don't understand something don't ask because you'll 'lose face'
Don't EVER think outside of the box
Discussion is for noobs

And so on..the crux is this, when people are educated in this region they aren't taught to think, not in any abstract way, they learn by rote, by memory. This is very unhealthy and doesn't nuture creativity or innovation..it stifles and leads to a somewhat stagnant talent base. This is demonstrated by the fact most of the 'great minds' go overseas somewhere to work rather than here..Here it's hard to acheive anything, it's hard to get 'new' things accepted. The whole education system leads to the way the market works here, it's very hard to get in if you aren't 'IN' , once you are in you are the one...once you have the brand identity there becomes only you, there is not so much market competitiveness..

This is because people in general won't think outside the norm, ok this one is normal to get and best, let's stick to that and not try the others..

The example that demonstrated this to me was in a recent class I was attending...the lecturer was an Indian teacher, their education system has progressed to include abstract thought and discussion so he taught in a Western way, trying to spark debate and raise questions..so one time he asked a very traditional group of students the answer to a question, they answered then he purposely made his answer different, somewhat incorrect...I voiced my opinion "I think you are incorrect", he asked me to wait for my explanation and he asked the other students..again voicing his answer as the correct one, they all changed their opinions slowly towards his, nodding their heads and saying they must have been wrong..

A society of sheep?

I don't see how the knowledge base can grow as it needs to if this mindset keeps being re-inforced in the education system...black is black and white is white no debate.

I first encountered this whole thing when teaching in Singapore...no one asks questions, apart from the one American guy in the class..no one queries, no one dares to say 'I think [you/that/they] are wrong'

It's not the way to learn, well I class learning as understanding..not just memorising.

You need to question, you need to debate, you need to be wrong sometimes and accept it..

As my recent tutor said...what's the worst that can happen? You'll be wrong, you'll have made a mistake, big deal..everyone does it, we are all human after all.

If you go to a class, PLEASE ask questions. If not it makes it very difficult for us (the teacher) to conduct an interactive class..

PLEASE question things, don't be spoonfed all the answer..learn to think for yourselves..think outside the box, take the initiative..

Now these are some sweeping generalisations...but they don't apply to everyone, those educated overseas usually have absorbed part of a different way of educating..and can debate effectively.

The Asian folks I discussed this with tended to agree, but maybe that's because I am an authority figure? Who knows...maybe inside they were screaming STFU YOU STUPID AHBENG MATT SALLEH

Some people are just argumentative wherever they were educated and will raise questions..

For the rest of you, don't be sheep, you'll never learn anything.

It also may stand that I am completely wrong...but because of the way I was educated...I am ready to accept that.

No title

Got nothing to blog about.

Life now is just so boring. Everyday its just wantingtostudybuttoolazy-procrastinate-regret-cyclerepeatsitself. Nothing much happened. Only those things that I cannot blog about.

Recommendation: To all Ausmat couples that may separate soon, check out Jay Chou's 'bai se feng che' (white windmill). Pay attention to the lyrics.

Oh, my grandfather passed away. I started writting a post about it but it was too depressing so I stopped halfway. Thats y u r reading this instead.

I am super blur about accomodation application. Havent made up my mind of which 1 to apply yet. Sigh. Worse comes to worst, I'll just stay off-campus. Wont die 1 gua.

Congrats to the 1 that looks like a horse and the 1 that looks like a hamster for their respective successes in personal life.

I really must study. Cannot depend on luck to get good result anymore. I promise myself to finish Physis book 1 by Monday afternoon. Coz dun wanna flunk physics again.

A lot of ppl seem to have started having autobiography book (or is it autograph book? or autobiodata? I really dun know le). I've written for Daphne, Pei Fei, Kuan Yuen, Poh Yee, Christine Wong, Christine Tan and Jia Huei with Michelle's and Jaclyn's pending. I wonder if I should get 1 of my own. Not to write messages in, maybe just a simple address book to get everybody's address, phone no, email, etc etc. See la, if I have the mood I'll get 1.

Happy Bday Audrey, Merlin, Yu Wan and Doreen. Merlin's Bday party was great. The washing afterwards wasnt (For further details read quanyie's blog).

Lets hope I get 99.99 TER and Melbourne approach me with a Medic offer. And then I'll reject them. WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Speaking of Medic, I borrowed a Chinese novel from Cristine (Wong, not Tan, coz Tan cannot read Chinese). Its titled "bai she ju ta" (the Hospital, or by direct translation, the great white tower). Its about hospital politics. After she bought it she lent it to a lot of ppl and I'm the 1st non-medic student to read the book. Reading it makes me realise how slow I read Chinese. I brought back the book this evening and my mom has already finished it. Amazing. I think I'll need 1 or 2 more weeks.

Wow, didnt know I have so much to crap about. Tata.

Shuang Xiu, thanx 4 helping me put the tagboard.

The rest of u pls put something there.

Chemistry Question

I stole this from Daphne's blog =)

The following is supposedly an actual question given on a University of Toronto chemistry mid-term. The answer by one student was so "profound" that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well.

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat) ?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle's Law (gas cools when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving.

As for how many souls are entering Hell, let's look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle's Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, "It will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you," and take into account the fact that I slept with her last night, then number 2 must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and has already frozen over.

The corollary of this theory is that since Hell has frozen over, it follows that it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore, extinct...leaving only Heaven thereby proving the existence of a divine being which explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting "Oh my God."

This student received the only 'A'.

Cute little me

Update

Yeah!!! TRIAL'S OVER!!! So happy!!!

As usual, I studied last minute for trial and end up reading until early morning almost everyday coz if I dun I cant finish and I'll fail. The most extreme experience was studying physics until 5am then wake up at 6 to go for exam. Gila rite? Wat to do? If I dun read I wont be able to answer half the questions there coz I wont remember how to do. Thats y other people do exercise to prepare for math exam but I have to read the textbook. Yes, I READ math (and Spec math). But it works for me.

You must be wondering how come I suddenly have the mood to update 3 posts in 1 day. Its because I'm using the new computer lab with super fast connection (relative to wifi and the old com labs). I can even afford to upload a photo. The purpose of this post is not to mourn for the A's I flushed down the toilet, but instead it is to express my relieve that the trial has finally ended. Of course, the main reason for this is bcoz I already feel very stupid and depressed after sitting for the test and will feel even more stupid and depressed talking about it. So lets talk about what I did after the last paper, Physics.

Physics was shit. I feel so shitty that I am tempted to start the word Physics with small cap when typing this just to show some disrespect to the subject. But I am, after all, an engineer and shall not do so =) I straight-away went back to sleep and woke up a new and happier man. Then, of course, the end of trial has to be marked with some sort of celebration, so I went to have KFC for lunch with Christine (Tan), Nat Wen Jun, Yeam, and Nooi Hoay. After that I planned to go to Sunway to buy a Bday present for my mum n then go skating but due to some unforseen circumstances the venue was changed to Times Square instead. I went with Christine (Wong). Met a lot of ppl there. Bought a purse/handbag from Bonita. U know, those that u bring to functions and hold in ur hand to match ur elegant dress. Then I went back home without my laptop. Then I found out that weekends without laptop or story book can be very x10 boring. U may noticed that I seem to have typed the last few sentences in a hurry. That's because I did. The lecturer for the juniors' com class is here and I'm ignoring her to finish this off. So I have to go now. Bye.

I hereby declare that Christine Wong did not spread any rumours about me coz if I dont she will kill me. Thank you.

p/s we're not fighting dont worry. In fact I went out with her only 3 days ago. She knows i'm just joking

Rooster's comb

"The comb on the head of a rooster is a secondary sexual characteristic. Its development is under the control of hormones secreted from the testes. In a rooster which has been castrated the comb is small and underdeveloped. If the same castrated rooster has the testes implanted back into the body but in a different different region e.g. the abdominal cavity, the comb still develops normally."

Crierie, A & Greig, D 1999, Biology sace 2 student workbook : essentials, p.83, Adelaide Tuition Centre, Adelaide.

Trial

I studied until 7 am this morning. Since last night. For chemistry trial exam.

According to Daphne, that’s not hardworking. That’s kiasu.

After reading for so long and only get to sleep for such a short while before I have to get up again for exam I already feel like shit. Somemore have to get this kind of comment.

No No No

I would like to make something clear once and for all, before the situation gets out of hand.

I do not like Justina Teh. (Somehow, her name reminds me of Justea)

No no no, don't misunderstand. I don't mean that I dislike her. I don't have reasons to hate her. What I mean is I don't have that kind of feeling towards her. I only find her very pretty, thats all. Happy to remain as friends, not happy to have the relationship at the next level.

Luckily, Justina doesn't read my blog. Or it'll be quite awkward. Especially the Justea part.

So Christine Wong, stop spreading rumours. As if I don't have enough of those already.

P/s : People already have a boyfriend, and I like someone else. These rumours cause complications for both of us.

P/p/s : Regardless of what you might have heard, I also do not like Shuang Xiu and Yiao Hoong

ROCK!!!

It's Friday. I planned to go home. There was a Spec Maths quiz this morning so last night I studied till very late (4:30 am). Therefore I decided to sleep after class finish and go back in the evening. And sleep I did. The decision was not made without some careful calculations though. It takes around 1 and 1/2 hours for me to reach home from Cemara. The evening traffic jam clears around 6.00 pm. Dinner at home is at 8 pm. I shall wait for

At 6.20, I went to wait for the bus. At 7:40 I was still waiting for the bus. My stomach was killing me coz I havent ate anything since 1:30 (coz I was sleeping). Then it started raining...

That's it, I'm going back tomorrow morning. So I called Yeam out for dinner. Met Nat, Amanda (ALM) and Erin at Al Awwal.

Tonight there was a band competition at cemara stage, the Battle of the Band. It was their rehearsal in the evening that woke me up from my deep slumber. Some shriek like mad. I've never heard so many out of tune singing in one single singing competition before. The guest judge was Frequency Cannon, a local band. I've heard of them. The lead singer, a Chinese guy, is a doctor in the army. I rmbr about two years ago they won some Cornetto song contest.

My housemates and I opined that One in a Million contestants should be better than the contesting bands, so we stayed in our room to watch tv instead. Towards the end of the band competition, Frequency cannon performed. Now at least they are professionals, so I went down to watch. They rock man! They really know how to get the crowd going. There were a bunch of crazy guys jumping up and down in front of the stage throughout their performance. I was 1 of them. Its like watching a rock concert. We kept requesting for 1 more extra song and in the end they sang 4 (or 5, cant remember coz I was too high). When it ended I was bathing in sweat. Now this is ROCK !

(After that, went back to the room and Yeam showed me CY's blog, which triggered my previous post)

RUMOURS

Rumours. What the hell are they? Also known as ‘khabar angin’ in Malay, I believe everyone reading this have enough sense and capability to understand the meaning and implications of rumours. Even the government wants us to understand what exactly rumours are. The government is so desperate to educate us relating this matter that it even incorporated this into the syllabus of BTN (Kem Biro Tata Negara). Believe it or not, scholars (JPA) are assumed to be so stupid that they need to be taught the difference between rumours, facts and opinionated questions for a few solid hours. Or perhaps, I am being just too critical regarding this issue. Perhaps, there are indeed people who are ignorant enough to understand the difference between rumours and truth. (Ng 2006). Just for the sake of clarification, I would like to explain what rumours, facts and opinionated questions, all in 3 simple but powerful examples shown below:

Rumour : Chean Yeaw likes Chia Ling.
Opinionated question : Do you think Sze Ching has the natural ability to blog?
Fact : Chean Yeaw is not cute, handsome and muscular. (ABSOLUTELY no doubt about that :P)

Before I go on, I would like to express my most sincere apology to a certain friend of mine if my action has angered him in any way imaginable. It was wrong of me to think that what I did was funny. He has been a great friend and it will be a great loss to me if he stays angry at me forever.

Rumours may be good as it is a good provider of fun. People often use rumours as their ammunition to shoot other people (victims of rumours). As their victims wince and grimace, they enjoyed themselves immensely. They basically gain satisfaction from people’s pain. These sentences are not simply put here without solid evidence of their truth. I am have personal experience to support these words. A few weeks back, during the birthday celebration of a certain girl in McD, I was mercilessly shot by some friends from the beginning till the end of the celebration just because the same 2 people have before that started some rumours about me and the girl in question. The fact that it was the girl's birthday and she deserved at least 1 day of peace did not occur at all to them. Instead, we were made victims of constant bombardment. Not wanting to make the girl feel uncomfortable at her own birthday party, I held my tongue in the hope that they will get bored after a while, realising that any argument of my part will only fuel the conversation of this particular topic. However, they seem to think that as it was her birthday she should be at the centre of any conversation.So, the shooting perpetuated throughout the whole night. As we wince and grimace, they roared with laughter. At the end of the party, they have the audacity to ask me why I was so quite that night. I almost swore. What do you call these people? I label them as sadists. Nothing less than that (Ng 2006; Tan 2006).

Rumours can have devastating effects. It can lead to the deteriorating friendship between the victims of rumours, especially if it is untrue and it involves rumours that someone likes another party. This widespread of rumours (rumours have uncanny ability to do so. Remember, it spreads exponentially at first) can lead to a victim (especially the ladies) feeling uncomfortable around the other victim. A possible outcome is the avoidance between the two victims (or even avoidance from one party is enough) and the next thing you see is the widening friendship gap between the two. So much for shooting for fun and being a sadist. All you do is to destroy another friendship. It is a pity why sometimes the victims of rumours have sadists as friends. These friends just don't seem to understand the damage they have done. Therefore, I completely understand how (Ng)CY feels (Ng 2006; Tan 2006).

Sometimes, a rumour can even spread to one's backyard. For example, in a certain Anniversary Post of my blog, many (ok lah actually a few only) are kind enough to leave comments wishing my blog happy anniversary. Obviously, an anniversary post can hardly be perceived as a WRONG post. But some people just HAVE to shoot me. Yes, I was shot in my own blog. How pathetic can that be? They may see it as teasing for fun. I understand that. But I also see that as a catalyst for a larger upswing. As the post took me a lot of effort to write, I couldn't get myself to delete it and can only hope that not many will read the comments (Ng 2006; Tan 2006).

I do not deny that I am a sadist sometimes too. I am not proud of what I did, nor do I intend to deny them. But I am growing weary of all this. I am tired of rumours. I am sick of repeating the same old things and giving the same expressions everytime I got teased. I am beginning to lose the fun of shooting other people. I had tried not to shoot people, but people somehow find me easier to bully and shoot me more frequently as the result, as demonstrated in the McD celebration incident. I realise that the shooting cycle I am involved in is triangular in shape and without at least 2 person stopping this childish behaviour the one that surendered first will only be attacked to death. So, what should I do? Just ignore the rumours and see friendships being destroyed as the consequences (Ng 2006; Tan 2006)?

Therefore, the suffering of Chean Yeaw I can completely comprehend. After all, all the hurtful things he had gone through I have experienced before him, no thanks to a few sadists that I know (2 in particular). CY, you have my deepest empathy and most sincere apology. I am very happy that someone besides myself will attempt to hold his tongue, so the plan of fighting rumours with silence may actually work. May the 3rd person realise his sin soon.

P/s : Some of the content of this post have been borrowed from somewhere else with the author quoted. These may not be my words, but they depict MY suffering perfectly.

P/p/s : I am sorry if anyone is upset by this post. Any offence has been unintentional and innocuous in nature.

BEE ATTACK !!!!!!!!

On my way back to the hostel from Ampang on Sunday night (around 9:50 pm) I received an sms from Yee Hong : “R u still at home? Bring insecticide. We’ve a bee attack!”

OMG!! A bee attack in the room now! I immediately asked my dad to drive slower. Then I replied: ”I’m on my way back d”

His reply: “Careful when coming in.”
Me: “Switch off all d light n open all doors n windows. D bees will fly out 2 d light”
Yee Hong: “We know that. But the bees from outside will fly in. Its ok just let them be they’ll fly to the fan and kill themselves.”

Still, that would take a long time. The best option would be to terminate them ourselves. Considering that all the shops would be closed by the time I reach Shah Alam, I sent SOS messages to my friends asking if they have insecticides. Their replies:

Wen Jun: “Use badminton racket 2 hit la. I killed 6 ad..”
Me: “Heart pain le…”
Wen Jun: “Den don kill lo.. Leave them to sting u lo.. I’ve killed 3 more btw. Jus use news paper n whack la.”

Qamarus: “I’m sorry but I don’t. Bee attack eh?”
Me: “Yeah u kena also?”
Qamarus: “X but my friends kene la. Buy insecticides 1st”

Jia Huei: “Siao..U think i sell products ar?I dun Hv la..I got ant med oni..”

Shuang Xiu: “We dun hav. Jia huei also dun hav”

Christine Wong: “Wic type do u want?”

Chien Yen: “We have a small bottle. Why?”
Me: “Our room is being attacked by bees! Can borrow?but after we use dunno if there’ll be any left”
Chien Yen: “Wa.. Other rooms they don’t hv? Cos i so far away.. I hv to ask chia ling 1st. She’s in starbucks.”

And finally…

Chao Tung: “Got, yes, i know, the mosquitoes are here in tonight in full blast. I may be out, come to merlin’s room, i have.”

Merlin: “Ya.. Boon has.. You wanna borrow is it?”

At last!

*************************************

Upon arrival I found numerous dead bees on the stairs. I opened the door cautiously and as I predicted all my roommates were hiding in the room. A lot of bees are lying dead on the ground (no doubt due to the fan) but a couple are still flying around the light in the living room and around six more in the kitchen. I put down my stuff and went to Merlin’s room to take the insecticide.
‘Are you sure this will kill the bees? Kill ants can la. Maybe if you spray the bees will get aggravate,’ said Merlin.
I looked at him in horror as the thought occurred to me. But I still decided to give it a try.
With the insecticide in my hand, I ran back to the room. My roommates (Yee Hong and Nat, Yeam is out) hid in their rooms while I approached the bees with cautious steps and sprayed those bastards with the powerful insecticide. Then, I quickly retreated a few steps in case Merlin’s theory is correct. They did seem to be slightly excited by the liquid but after flying for a while they fell to the ground one by one. Fearing that they were only lying unconscious and not dead I took one of Yee Hong’s revolutionary pirated croc slippers and hit each of them to make sure they die. One of them had its sting stuck to the underneath of the sandal but still connected to its body by a string of thick, sticky liquid. It took me quite a while to break the string of liquid without having to make skin contact. The sting is still stuck to the underside of Yee Hong’s slipper, but he doesn’t have to know that.

The bees have been exterminated. Mission accomplished.

Tan Sze Huey

No, she’s not my sister. We have no family relation as far as I know. She’s just my blog’s latest new reader!

And again, to reiterate a very important point, she is not my sister. She’s just another girl from Intec.

Tan Sze Ching
Tan Sze Huey

Look almost the same right? We were in the same kopln last year and during the 1st class, when signing my attendance I almost signed beside her name. I was pleasantly surprised to find someone with a name so similar to mine. Wonder how she felt at that time. By the way, this year, we are again in the same kopln and during the 1st class, she mistakenly signed at my place.

Our similarity doesn’t stop there. We both have elder sisters studying in UPM. Her sis is doing Statistic, mine doing Chem Engineering. Besides that, we can both speak Cantonese and we are both using blogspot.Her blog is http://winter11.blogspot.com

One thing that’s different about us is the pronounciation of the "Sze" in our names. For mine the pronunciation is the same as the letter "C", while for her its the same as the "zz" in "buzz".

Welcome to my blog Sze Huey. Hope u like it.

ps: Yiao Hoong actually reads my blog occasionally. Another new customer!

pps: Amanda, I really tried to finish my BTN post but when the will to write faded every word I tried to put inside sounded plain and uninteresting. Really really sorry.

Enlightened

During this one week holiday, I need to do :

I) Text production 2
II) 2 Chemistry reports
III) IES folio
IV) Math revision for quiz on Monday 28/8

I have done:

I) Half a chem report

And it’s already Friday. Ausmat students shouldn’t do this. Ausmat students shouldn’t procrastinate for so many days when there’s so much work to do. Ausmat students shouldn’t feel guilty for not doing any work and so plan to fill the next day with work but instead play computer game until 6am.

Not coming from Chinese school is not an excuse. Yeam, Wen Ter, Audrey are not from Chinese school too, but they can be hardworking. They will do work when they should. I don’t.

A few months ago I instructed my housemates not to hesitate to stop me when they think I play too much computer game, but none of them really did that. Maybe it’s because they think that I still do quite well in my studies, so it’s ok for me to play. I admit, my result isn’t that bad. But I know I can do better. Instead of doing last minute revision until early morning, I can start reading a few days earlier and use the remaining time to do exercise. Based on past experience, I know that my result will be much better if I do that. Instead, when I have free time a few days before exam, I play computer. De-stress my foot! I’m addicted.

After SPM, I have resorted to accepting ‘acceptable’ result. My determination to become the best succumbed to the desire to distract myself from the depressing prospect of studying and doing assignments by playing computer game.
I need to do something that I should have done a long time ago but I’m such a coward I didn’t. Final SSABSA exam is less than 70 days away. Drastic times call for drastic measures.


I am deleting ‘Football Manager 2006’ from my laptop.

Anniversary post

MY BLOG IS NOW OFFICIALLY 1 YEAR OLD !!!!!!!!!!

Ok lah, its actually one year and 2 months old. This post is therefore 2 months late. But I really want to write this. Happy Birthday blog!

I still remember back then I started this blog to let my friends keep track of my life. I just left matric negeri 9 where I found a group of great friends, and my secondary school friends were all busy with their own life and so we seldom had the chance to meet. Therefore I decided to keep a blog to let them know what I'm up to. But not many care to visit my blog. So sad... I almost gave up blogging at one point because of this. Luckily I found the strength to persevere. And I must mention that another reason I started blogging is because of friend, Bak's influence. thanx for introducing me to the world of blogging, JC. And please update ur blog la...

Reading back my early posts brings back a lot of sweet memories. I cant believe how innocent I was. So much has changed in just 1 year. It feels pleasantly strange when I read back my posts; they remind me of the way I used to think and behave back then. I can safely say that in this 1 year, I have matured. The role of my blog, too has gradually changed from a place to inform my friends of the events in my life into a storage of my memories, bitter and sweet, fun and boring, comforting and depressing. Maybe if u have the time, u can read my earlier posts. They might amaze u the way they did me. Dont worry there are only a few posts, as I have always been maintaining my blogging rate at 1 post per month ( sometimes 2 months). Maybe thats y I dont get much visitors.

In this birthday post, I would like to thank everyone who has visited this secluded corner of the world wide web called "Life of Sean", especially those that are kind enough to leave comments. They are :

Bak (pls update ur blog),
Teo
Mandy
Eng Peng
Lawrence
Kok Seng
Nat
Yee Hong
Yeam
Amanda (Albert, ALM)
Daphne (thanx for the publicity)
Audrey
Merlin
Chao Tung
Chien Yen
Shuang Xiu
Wen Jun
Chean Yeaw
Jun Hong
Amanda (Chan, AUSMAT)
Jia Huei
Christine (Tan)
Christine (Wong) and
Yoke Heng (newcomer!)

Its quite pathetic to have only such an amount of visitors, but I'm content. The list is longer than I expected.

As I've said before, if its not too troublesome please leave a comment during your visit here. It feels really nice to get a comment.

I have decided to present an award in every anniversary post of mine for the best post I have read that year. And this year's Oscar goes to...

Daphne ! -"Not wanting to think about the endlessness I'll find" Saturday, February 18, 2006 http://deaf-knee.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_deaf-knee_archive.html

and...

Chean Yeaw ! -"Mosquitos!!! Darn them..." http://cincau88.blogs.friendster.com/chean_yeaw/

Yup, this year we have two winners. They're really good. Hope you two won't be angry at me for for giving ur blogs some publicity.

And finally, may those who visit my blog be blessed and those who don't be condemned to eternal ausmat life.

ESLS Investigative Study

Finally... after 6 months of hard work... numerous sleepless nights... much effort... and even more depression and dread... I have completed my ESLS Investigative Study Final Draft!

"Is the Kyoto Protocol an Effective Answer to Global Warming?"

Thats my investigation topic. Canggih rite? But damn hard to do.

This is how investigation works. First u find an issue, then the issue gets rejected. Then u find more issues and eventually 1 get accepted, but it wont be a topic that you're really sure u want to do after that.

But anyway, there's nothing u can do anymore. So next u come up with an investigation question regarding that issue. Then your question gets rejected. Then u come up with 10 more questions regarding the issue and watch in horror as they get rejected 1 by 1. Then u reformulate and reformulate ur question untill ur lecturer reluctantly accept it.

Then u start to find ur sources. They must be credible, well substantiated, of considerable lenght, full of useful information, in English, not biased, able to explain ur issue objectively and present arguments with concrete proofs. After that u learn to cite ur sources using the Harvard system (where the fullstop comes after the bracket). Annotated Bibliography comes next, where u make a summary and a critique for each of ur sources. Then when ur lecturer gives u back ur annotated biblios with red marks all over them it wipes clean any fantasy that u might have that u are actually quite good in doing this. You learn to accept rejection as a common thing in ESLS. Then, of course, u have to re-do ur annotated.

But more misery awaits, because u still have to do an outline. It must be 2 pages in length, 1" margin on all sides, font of Times New Roman size 11 line spacing 1.5, and some classes even impose a maximum of 300 words. Then when u r halfway through trimming ur outline, omitting some rather important details, ur lecturer suddenly tells u that its ok use line spacing 1 and page margin as little as possible. Then u start putting n all the info inside again but the outline will still come back smeared with red ink. Your apprehension deepens.

Then u spend days making a detailed outline coz ur lecturer request u to do it but after that dun need you to submit it.

Next, comes the 1st draft, which will later turn into the 1st and only draft. As at 1st u'll think that its only the 1st draft and is not that important, you will procrastinate, delaying and delaying until the day before the date of submission. When u finally manage to get urself to do it, there will be something to distract u (in my case a champions league semi final match). But then, u'll think that its only the 1st draft and there'll be a 2nd one so u do cincai cincai. Ur lecturer will then surprise u by announcing that you shall have no more draft to make mistakes in. Ur draft comes back, as usual, with more red suface area on paper than black one. It's not unexpected, but this time it'll be even more depressing because u know the next thing that u produce u can afford no red marks on it...

Then, hehe, the ultimate task - THE FINAL DRAFT. In a couple of long nights, u trim down the 3000+ words of ur 1st draft into 2000 while at the same time putting in more information ur lecturer thinks vital but ur draft lacks. It may sound impossible, but ur lecturer expects nothing less. On the day u r supposed to submit, the majority of ur class have not finished yet, so ur lecturer unhappily postponed the date for a few precious days. When D-Day arrives, u hand in ur work with "die, die lah" attitude. And that closes an important chapter in your life where u found a whole new dimension to the word 'depression'.

A little update

I am writing this as I’m having my dinner – nasi ayam berempah, packed from sup power restaurant. The food’s not bad. Can’t say that its really delicious, but with all the malay and mamak restaurant around here selling all normal malay and mamak food it at least provides us a little more options for dinner. T here’s always KFC and McD and Ayamas but those we can’t eat everyday or we’ll die. At least, that’s what our mother keep telling us ever since we were small. Because of my liking for fried chicken my mom just wont believe me when I vehemently denied her accusation that I must be having KFC once a week in Shah Alam. Doesn’t she realize that all the restaurants here sell fried chicken also? And they’re much cheaper than KFC (although not as nice). [Notice that the full stop comes after the brackets, which is the correct way to put it. Its one of the things that I actually managed to learn from studying ESLS]
I’ve just finished a book titled Eragon. It’s a fantasy/adventure/magical story about a dragon rider called Eragon. Notice how the spelling of Eragon differs from dragon by only 1 letter? (Its e and d, in case u are a kindergarden kid) The story is quite nice. No, it’s a bit nicer than quite nice. A little bit less than very nice. On a scale of 1 to 10 I give it 8.7. That’s 87%, an A by AUSMAT standard. Now I just started First Among Equals by Jeffery Archer. Just read a few chapters, but already cant wait to read more. Jeffery Archer is a genius. If u haven’t read his book go and get one right now.
That day we had a Majlis Penyampaian Sijil, which was supposed to be our graduation day. Weird right, having graduation day before we even know if we can graduate? Its because Intec wants to do it together with ADFP and ALM seniors who are leaving soon. My ESLS lecturer, Pn Haz, would be emceeing. As it’s a big thing with parents and VIPs coming, there was a rehearsal on d day b4. During he rehearsal I wanted to sit at the back but Nat wanted to watch the choir performance (who are also rehearsing) and dragged me to the front. The emcees told the students what to do and what not to do during the big day. So there I sat, happily reading Eragon while listening to songs from Wong’s handheld and still managing to chat when suddenly my lecturer said over the mic, “…tomorrow (bla, bla) walk up the stage here (bla, bla) don’t walk like this (bla, bla, bla) shall we have a demonstration? Will MR TAN SZE CHING please come in front to show us how to walk on stage?”
A roar of laughter broke out behind me. I was dumbfounded. My mouth was left wide open as my lecturer continued to talk about walking on stage. Then, “Sze Ching, will you come forward please?” I carefully stood up, and proceeded calmly to the stage. As I walk, a thunderous round of applause resounded in the hall. I turned back to show the students a gesture of appreciation for their support. Then, as I waited under the small stairs leading up to the stage, my lecturer commented, “…of course, tomorrow Sze Ching’s hair will be combed up nicely and will not fall down like this. (laughs) Use Bryllcream®.(laughs) The green one, (more laughs)”
Pn Haz cleared her throat, and finally called out, “Mr Tan Sze Ching.” Again, deafening applause broke out as I walked confidently up the stage to a guy holding a piece of paper that was obviously supposed to be my cert. I posed and smiled at Yeam and Safura’s camera’s when he passed me the piece of paper and before leaving the stage, I managed to show the audiences a ‘V’ sign with my hand. The mock cert-receiving ceremony was thus successfully completed.
The moral of the story is do not read, listen to songs and talk all at the same time when your lecturer is giving a speech in front.

I have a competition tomorrow. Its called Kuiz Kimia Kebangsaan and, as its name suggest, is a national level Chemistry competition. There’ll be STPM and A-Level students coming to Intec for this. Mr Yong (my chem lecturer) already pointed out that the quiz is based on STPM syllabus and he doesn’t expect us to win, so I find no point in studying for it. Theres so much to read I wont be able to finish anyway. Im glad Yee Hong feels the same way. At least if I did really badly, there’ll be ppl doing badly with me. Better spend my time doing more beneficial things like updating my blog. At least my English will improve. No, studying for the quiz will not improve my chem coz if I were to finish the whole STPM chemistry book in 3 days the monstrous amount of information will kill a lot of my brain cells and make me even more stupid (This is what we call solid argument, another thing I learned in ESLS).
You should realize by now that this post is quite pointless. I’m just writing this coz its been very long since I update my blog and I want to keep it active. But still, hope u enjoyed reading this post.

Jeffrey Archer !!!

Jeffrey Archer is GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD

What I do during the holidays

Look, I know I promised to blog about my Penang trip, but seriously, are any of you really interested in reading it? It’s not going to be very interesting to read. The trip was fun, we visited a lot of places and ate a lot, but that’s about it. I really don’t know how to make the posts fascinating and I’m very lazy to recall all the activities and elaborate on them. And pictures take ages to upload in blogspot. The photos of my Ipoh trip took me a few hours so I’m not going to include any pics also :-p I’ve decided to blog about my holiday life after I came home instead. I know, what I do during the holidays wouldn’t be too interesting also, but at least I feel like writing about it. Hehe sorry…

My daily routine includes reading storybooks, playing computer games, watching tv, watching DVD and occasionally going online. And yes, of course I have to eat and sleep and drink and go to toilet also.

Ok I’m finished with what I do during the holidays and I don’t know what to write now.

Lets just elaborate on each of them.

Before I leave for holiday, right after my last mid-year paper, I went to the library to stock up on storybooks. Although I don’t look like it, I actually enjoy reading. However, for the past few months, time has been a luxury. My tight daily schedule has not permitted me to indulge in much storybook. So during the holiday I’m going to finish the last Shopaholic book (sorry Audrey!) and the books I borrowed from the library : A Matter of Honour (Jeffrey Archer), Artemis Fowl: The Eternity Code and Artemis Fowl: The Arctic Incident (Eoin Colfer). From what I’ve heard of Jeffrey Archer his stories are quite thrilling and I want to see if it’s true. As for Artemis Fowl someone recommended it in secondary school and now another friend gave rave reviews so I decided to try it. Besides that, the friend (a self-proclaimed storybook freak) also gave me two websites to download storybooks for free. Illegally of course. But who cares (Thanx Yen!). The books I’ve downloaded: The Bourne Identity, another Artemis Fowl, Digital Fortress, A Painted House (John Grisham), The Hobbit, and The Silmarillion. After I’ve finished these and if there’s still time I’ll download more. I prefer to read at night coz its more quiet and more peaceful. Just sitting there on my bed reading with no activities or noise around me just feel so good, especially if the story is nice. Usually I just forget the time and read till morning. The latest I’ve tried is until 6 am. This means getting up at 1 or 2 pm everyday. I’ve replaced breakfast with supper.

I’m playing the same old computer games. My favourite remains ‘Football Manager 2006’. I decided to go for a challenge and tried to manage a small club fighting against relegation, but I don’t want it to be too hard so I chose 1 with potential. I’m managing Fiorentina; tipped to be relegated but instead, under my management, is currently top of Italian Serie A after half a season with giants such as Juventus, AC Milan, Inter Milan and Roma humbly trailing behind HAHAHAHAHA….. As for ‘Champions League’, I’ve upgraded myself to ‘world class’ difficulty standard but I’m working very hard to obtain even a draw. I have no doubt though that with my talent in computer gaming it shall only be a matter of time before I emerge triumphant with ease in every match I play. Then I’ll change to FIFA.

Watch tv – no elaboration. Oh, the American Idol finale this year sucks. The quality of the show dropped.

One of the biggest revelations of Penang is their DVD cost RM4 each. RM4 each! I bought 4. Then I found out that in Miri they sell 3 for RM10. In KL RM9 for 1 lousy DVD is considered reasonable. Anyway, I bought: Goal (excellent!), Memoirs of a Geisha (not bad, but could be better), Fearless (bitterly disappointed! The story was plain and shallow, and the message of the film was not conveyed subtly enough. But the action choreography was good), and V for Vendetta (haven’t watched yet). From the DVDs I bought you might have noticed that my selection of movies is kinda weird. It’s because the movies that attract me are those with good plots, good stories rather than those action-packed or with overwhelming special effect or with excellent acting. ‘Batman’ didn’t excite me. MI3 doesn’t excite me either. I fell asleep watching ‘The Hours’ (but I’m sure a lot of people do also). I have a copy of King Kong saved in my laptop but never found the interest in watching it. And ‘Doom’ sure as hell did NOT excite me, they just ran around shooting aliens for God’s sake! On the other hand, X-Men 3 excites me, The Matrix was ingenious, and Spiderman was excellently done. That’s because besides being aesthetically brilliant they have a strong plot to match. If there’s any particular genre of movie that I like, it’s comedy and also those with sports theme.

And now about going online. I usually online quite late at night after I watch tv or when I’m tired from reading, usually at 12 or 1, sometimes even 2 am. so if you want to find me online don’t go offline too early. Then I’ll waste time on the net doing crap which is quite time consuming. Again, my record is until 6 am. What do I do? Check email, check friendster, check other ppl’s blog, download songs, download updates, etc etc; everything except updating my blog (until today) and playing online games.

I went to KLCC a few days ago with 3 of my secondary school friends, Teo, Mandy and Eng Peng. They’ve changed a bit physically, but their behaviour remain the same. Still so childish, and I’m glad they remain that way. They wanted to watch Da Vinci Code. Although I already watched the movie (in Penang, the first day it was screened J ) I still watch it with them for the second time. We forgot that it was Wednesday and there were a lot of ppl at TGV but luckily Eng Peng’s brother booked tickets. It only cost RM7 each and the line for telephone reservation was much shorter. The movie wasn’t that good, quite disappointing really. The pace is even slower than the book’s. Hope Angels and Demons will be better. I bought a crystal necklace from Mandy’s sister for my sister’s birthday.

This is the concluding paragraph and I really don’t know what to write. So good bye.

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