Pangkor I come~!!

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In a few hours time I will be in Pangkor Island. Yippee~~!!
I'll only be back in KL next year.
So, till then Happy New Year to all!!! =)

Christmas Candy Cane

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Yesterday we had a steamboat cum CG at Pe Shen's place. The food seems little initially so, the host went and dumped like 5 packets of noodles in. Finally, again...there's food overflow. Anyway, it was a good gathering yesterday evening. The ten of us sang, ate, laughed, shared, listened, and prayed together. It was nice. And our birthday boy, bro Ralph even gave us a candy cane each and shared with us the story behind the Christmas candy cane :

A candymaker wanted to make a candy that would be a witness, so he made the Christmas Candy Cane. He incorporated several symbols for the birth, ministry, and death of Jesus Christ.

He began with a stick of pure white hard candy. White to symbolize the Virgin birth and the sinless nature of Jesus, and hard to symbolize the Solid Rock, the foundation of the Church, and the firmness of the promises of God.

The candymaker made the candy in the form of a "J" to represent the precious name of Jesus, who came to earth as our Savior. It could also represent the staff of the "Good Shepherd" with which He reaches down into the ditches of the world to lift out the fallen lambs who, like all sheep, have gone astray.

Thinking that the candy was somewhat plain, the candymaker stained it with red stripes. He used three small stripes to show the stripes of the scourging Jesus received by which we are healed. The large red stripe was for the blood shed by Christ on the cross so that we could have the promise of eternal life.

Unfortunately, the candy became known as Candy Cane-a meaningless decoration seen at Christmas time. But the meaning is still there for those who "have eyes to see and ears to hear."

'07 overseas mission?

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I was telling parents about the electives next year. They happily suggested that I go to travel and work somewhere; self-support it means. On the other hand, it would really be fun to take a glimpse of the outside world. Explore, see and experience I shall go. *hooray* :D

No exact plan, no exact destination, and most importantly no exact financial source to start with. I'll have to do some research on this before i can move on with this idea. Any suggestions, ideas, resources, contacts, links...etc please do share it with me. Feel free drop me a mail, message or some comments. I need them if I were to make this mission possible. Thx! =)

#2 more days to go before 2007 takes over..#

4th anorexia death

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Brazil transfixed by 4th anorexia death

"The most recent victim was Beatriz Cristina Ferraz Lopes Bastos, a
23-year-old teacher whose death Sunday at a hospital in Jau, 200 miles northeast of Sao Paulo, was reported by national television news programs.
Local media reports said she was 5 feet, 2 inches tall and weighed just 77 pounds."

"Anorexia became big news in Brazil last month with the death of 21-year-old
Ana Carolina Reston, a successful model who died of generalized infection caused by anorexia nervosa. She reportedly carried just 88 pounds on her 5-foot-8 frame."

"college student Carla Sobrado Casalle, 21, died in the southeastern city of Araraquara, also with symptoms linked to anorexia. She was just under 5-foot-9 and weighed 99 pounds. "

Whoa..honestly it is scary to be that thin; not pretty.

OK, I may be thin..but not that thin and I am not anorexic. And as i've mentioned before, I am honestly trying to gain healthy weight. As what the creative director of Sao Paulo Fashion Week, Paulo Borges said, "Beauty and fashion is about health in the first place."

So, girls...EAT =)

chasing time & counting down

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It is already the 28th of Dec 2006. I am so not ready for the new year. Year 2007; that is when my one week holiday spells an end. I seriously need to start using my small, pathetic brain and study through and revise, revise and revise because my 2nd Proffessional Exam is haunting us soon in year 2007! Year 2007 also means I am leaving for K.Terengganu year! Year 2007 is when everybody turns another year 'more mature', including me :(

I have so so so much to be done and I've constantly felt that i'm chasing time; I meant almost all the time. If your (I don't recall having one) '06 resolution list(s) is/(are) not all checked, then I shall gladly announce that the dateline is nearer than just around the corner. geez..I am so not ready for you, 2007.

hmmph,lets see..Jeb is leaving on the 10th Jan to Aus; I need to meet up with her. The Nz ppl are leaving soon as well and I have not really met up with any of them yet; I need to meet up with them too. My CNS is still not consolidated in any part of my brain yet; I need to study and brush up. My place is a mess; I need to clean up. I felt so far back,there is much that need to be done. I am constantly trying to chase the time. Will I be able to?

Maybe there is a bright side for me to look at. 2007 can't be that 'un-inviting' afterall. There is lots to expect too i suppose. ermm..maybe like getting a touch of dissecting the cadaver? (hopefully) Well, perhaps I should start counting down for the arrival of 2007... "three!"...


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knockareyouawareofwhatisactuallygoingonherewhatishappeningrightnowthisworldis sofreakingwierdandbecomingweirdereachday

New Diseases In Malaysia

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By Palmdoc

The Malaysian Ministry of Health is now asking the public to be on the lookout for symptoms of the following new contagious diseases.

Severe rashes around the mouth caused by kissing too much ass. The number-one disease in Malaysia amongst civil servants.

Uncontrollable urge to continually dial friends on mobile phone to share with them such important information as “I’m now on the monorail”or “I’m walking towards the car.” Victims can be recognized by large, twitching thumb.

Blotchy skin condition caused by eating too many packets of instant noodles.

Affliction whereby victims make frequent trips to Vietnam,Thailand,Indonesia, and China to take on additional brides.Middle-aged men are at significant risk.

Compulsion to date Asian females. Very common affliction amongst foreign celebrities and caucasian expatriates working in Malaysia. Also known as Pinkerton’s Disease.

Flushed complexion, high blood pressure and sometimes depression at finding out one has not won any gaming numbers and lotteries.

Excessively large breasts. This disease comes in several variant strains…….. Heavytitis A; Heavytitis B; Heavytitis C, and sometimes Heavytitis DD.

Feelings of stress and panic caused by lack of internet access.

A compulsive need to colour one’s hair. Reddish brown tints are the most common symptom, but health authorities have reported a new strain of blond highlights.

Victims exhibit a great need to tokkok. Highly contagious. Spread by ordinary conversation, and may be exacerbated by good food and alcohol. Politicians and lawyers are especially susceptible. Incurable.


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1. Wake Up !!
Decide to have a good day."This is the day the Lord hath made;let us rejoice and be glad in it."

Psalms 118:24

2. Dress Up !!
The best way to dress up is to put on a smile.A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks."The Lord does not look at the things man looks at.Man looks at outward appearance,but the Lord looks at the heart."

I Samuel 16:7

3. Shut Up!!
Say nice things and learn to listen.God gave us two ears and one mouth,so He must have meant for us to do twice as much listening as talking."He who guards his lips guards his soul."

Proverbs 13:3

4. Stand Up!!
. . . for what you believe in.Stand for something or you will fall for anything."Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the proper time,we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good..."

Galatians 6:9-10

5. Look Up !!
. . . to the Lord."I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me".

Philippians 4:13

6. Reach Up !!
. . . for something higher."Trust in the Lord with all your heart,and lean not unto your own understanding.In all your ways, acknowledge Him, and He will direct your path."

Proverbs 3:5-6

7. Lift Up !!
. . . your Prayers."Do not worry about anything; instead PRAY ABOUT EVERYTHING."

Philippians 4:6

and i saw her saying..

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and i saw her saying..

"My life is a mess but i have a loving family and you.."



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Dear Patrick,

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Dear Patrick,

I needed a hug tonight. Thanks for being here. The room was awkwardly quite earlier on and I have to replay Grey's Anatomy disc1 as a compensatory sound to fill the atmosphere. I have a lot to study; a lot to stuff into my pea brain. On the other hand I need to arrange for tomorrow night's gathering which I dreadfully reply all the incoming texts. The stressful point came. I am very worried. I really needed company, someone to turn to. I turned around and I saw you. Thanks for being there.

Oh, Patrick... do you know that he is sick, and she is sick? It's sad, Patrick. I'm sad. I wish I could go and comfort. I wish I could go and relieve. I wish I could go and make company. But, I can't and I did nothing. I felt sorry and it is sad to just do nothing.

Patrick, I was quite delighted when it is not April that I have to leave. Eventhough I sighed for the time delay, my heart still leaps for joy cause I can't wait to tell you that I can travel to Sri Lanka, India,... I am happy as you can hear because of this news, which I presumed is good in a way. However, 'you' did not seem to show any signs of joy. In fact, I sensed another dose of worry emerged.

Reflecting...and thinking,.. why did I find that I've not really make you happy, as if you never were. You are worrisome, you are lonely, you felt sad...

Patrick, thanks for being here. At this moment I really need to hug you tightly and pour it all out. For now, I could only turn to you. Thank you, Patrick softie.

pain, pain...

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I learnt something and my quote for today:

Even if you are in pain, life still and has to go on; and that's pain.

I am not feeling well. I am in pain. It paralyzes me pretty much; so much so that i have to put a halt in everything. The frust is similar to when you are given tonnes of things to photocopy, which is due very soon. The manpower available? You and 2 photocopying machines. And as if it is purposefully coincident enough, one of the photocopying machine breaks down for some reason and the other one keeps coming up with an error- paper jam. The boss will still come anyhow and expect to collect the products when the time comes and who exactly care for your sick machines and other constraints? None. (well, besides God of coz)

Likewise, I am in pain. So what if the pain makes me handicap and put me into a paralyzing halt? Who cares. Life goes on; time still fly. And I have to somehow get myself prepared for this coming Friday's clinical assessment- theory, PBL presentation a.k.a horrifying Q n A session with our respectful prof, and also the weekly joy-our friday assessment. yay?

argh... that's pain~~



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By saying "whatever", it means you couldn't care less. It consequently flags that you are entering the IDC mode ( "I Don't Care" mode). If one spits out, "Well, fine.. whatever" , it is fine because the connecting relation is growing into dark ignorance. "Whatever" trumpets out voices of frustration as the whisper of giving up creepily sips into the bone. Also, it blares loudly a three-words-phrase, "As you like". It is disastrously poisonous. When thrown at you, it truly pierces you through madly,..and deeply. At the end? It shatters.

So, beware. Coz a word it is but when uttered the story that follows is unammaginable.

ugh..whatever.. Good night~~

i am sexy

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Saturday 02 Dec 2006

- MSN chat: -

Jolyn is sexy


take me for who i am; love me as who i am..

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As we seek for a partner in life up and down, east and west, north and south, we look for the good qualities in him or her. If someone is beautiful, kind, lovely, patient, gentle, caring, sexy, etc etc.. that certainly makes her a likeable person, likewise if a 'he' is smart, caring, stable, wise, romantic, etc etc.. it is then also a norm to like that person. Of course, we still have to take into consideration that love is not merely of a mathematical logic. There is still the "feel" in us. Anyway,putting that aside, do we love someone simply just because they are good enough?

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

~ 1 Cor 13: 6-7 ~

Loving someone for the good, positive qualities is acceptable. But loving someone despite the things that he or she lacks; loving someone also for the negative qualities embedded in him or her; loving a person despite all the reasons that makes him or her imperfect... away from own personal ideal picture of 'him' or 'her' ; that is the magnificient of love, that is how sweet love can be.

... take me for who I am; love me as who I am.

I know of one who love me as whole despite how and who I am; and He is God, He is Christ.

And, I still ask, "please... take me for who I am, love me as who I am.." and perhaps thats my dream.

I am freaking tired.

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Been out for whole nite with the "sisters" yesterday after coming back from uni.

Out of the blues, two buddies of me called me to chat with me coz they felt "mou liu" enough to call me. Been on phone till around 2 something in the morning.

Been up since 7am today; Out since 8am. Being "sisters", then helping in church with the wedding etc.. Running all around, occupied with this and that... then, grandaunty's birthday dinner... came back only now.. around 1030pm.

I am tired. Very tired.

Been having assesmentS for 3/5 of our weekdays and because last friday's assessment was postponed to monday... and yeay~! I have test on monday too.

I did pretty badly in my last assessment, and I have many corrections to do. Each question 5 times. Its the answers to SAQ ( short answer questions ). Thats is no joke. I am procrastinating. Have not done any of it yet.

I am tired. Freaking tired.

p/s: ok, it seems that a lot of people have been commenting i've gone thinner. By that I really meant a lot... so, i've decided to go on a weight-gaining target. Yes, you got me right... I hereby announce that i am going on a weight-gaining target; to achieve a healthy weight.

stupid crapz me do

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Had my second assessment today; the clinical examination on cranial nerves. It was a total crap. AAaaaaaahhhhhHHHHH~~~!!!! I feel like slapping myself and knocking my head HARD. It is still ok if i were to miss some details of any cranial nerve exam. Alrite, I was panic & nervous but that does not give me reasons why I should be stupid enough to miss some MAJOR, OBVIOUS stuff.

  • I had the ophthalmoscope in my pocket BUT i totally forgotten about performing fundoscopy! *smack*

  • forgotten about jaw jerk.. ok, acceptable.

  • I TOTALLY forgot about checking cranial nerve VII; the facial nerve~... oh, dear.. stupid-nye! *SMACK*

  • I was taking a moment to think about what to test on the hypoglossal nerve, mumbling to myself a little.. and then.. the examiner exclaimed, "What about 12th cranial nerve?"My bulb was lighted up. "Oh!" I go and I continued with the examination. BUT he gave me a stern look and tell, "You forgot about the 12th cranial nerve". A blank look i tossed back. I didn't know what to say. It just took me a bit of time to recall. I think he assumes that I've forgotten about it, which means no marks for CN XII as well.. :'( *please shoot me..*

Unforgivable stupidity... sigh.. I hope I'll pass?..

Gonna study for tomorrow's assessment now...; the 3rd test for this week.. sigh


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Ad: "Wife" searching

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Dear people,

Help needed here. I am helping to search for "a wife" for someone here; a wonderful guy...

  • got "isi" / (要丰满的)
  • must be with 'surprises'
  • must "sayang" husband of course
  • must be gentle, loving and understanding
  • sexy
  • with 'motherly love'
  • must be the active type (主动 type)/ not passive type
  • knowledgable
  • a 'home-caring' person
  • likes travelling
  • etc.. etc.. [ further details upon successive 1st interview]

Any races, religions, ethnicity are welcomed :)

Please contact me a.s.a.p, thank you! =)


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梦想可以是大的, 也可以是小的.
我觉得其实有梦想没什么不好的. 只要问一问自己, "我喜不喜欢我的梦想呢?"

我喜欢我的梦想吗? 我喜欢.
不过,也因为我有这梦想, 而我开始感到讨厌.

你们要好好的加油, 要好好的往你的梦想而出努力耶!
多辛苦都好, 一切都是值得的, 知道吗?
加油努力哦! 你有我的支持! Go! Go! 加油!

when you say nothing at all

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when you say nothing at all,
i felt the night quietly seals my soul...

when you say nothing at all,
i try to search near and afar for what it may be...

when you say nothing at all,
i felt the handicap in me...

when you say nothing at all,
the distance almost spells it all...

when you say nothing at all,
i realized i know nothing afterall...

makan @ Annaletchumi

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Dinner @ Annaletchumi, Mid Valley. [10-11-2006]

We (about 17 of us) had an interesting indian vegetarian buffet. Besides the hot currys, I noticed they have a lot of yoghurt like stuff. Dun ask me what are they called, I just eat =)

Well, I thought the most interesting discovery was the concept of this restaurant. Their buffet runs on a "Eat all you can, & pay whatever you want" kind of concept. Never have i heard of that before. I was like "huh?! really?!"..erm, its cool though.. Basically this restaurant operates on a charity basis for the temple, well..that explains.. Though it is a buffet, it is not advisable to take all you can. Be sure not to waste your food at a solemn looking place like this.

A small, dainty place, though not with lots of variety, it is still a pleasure to dine here.

my food.

their table..

Swee Im & me.. (our table)

finished ny food, cleaned my plate

..(plus dessert summore) :)

信义 & 书琴 are getting married ~~!

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Another pair of couple from youth fellowship (MYF) is tieing up knots next saturday. Saw their wedding pictures today. Their wedding photos are great; really sweet couple they are.. =)

geez... here goes another wedding, another holy matrimonial. There has been quite a number of weddings that took place during the recent years. It is truly a joy to see the blessed couples to come together as one. However, on the other hand I have not come to enjoy attending wedding dinners yet..

well, oh geez!... 信义 (Leinad) & 书琴 (Jesselyn) are getting married next week~~ God bless! :)


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What did Napoleon gave Josephine as their wedding gift?
He who had great dreams for their future, and his wedding, presented to Josephine a gold medallion inscribed with the words "To Destiny."

What is my destiny?
What am I meant to be?

These phrase from "The Broken Bridges" is still singing vividly in my head.

"Destiny", everyone has their own... and what is our destiny? our destiny we head; a place where our destiny today becomes a reality tomorrow.


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Quotable quotes II

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Ideals are like stars: you will not succeed in touching them with your hands, but like the seafaring man on the ocean desert of waters, youc hoose them as your guides, and following them, you reach your destiny

Carl Schurz

Quotable Quote

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El arte necesita de la soledad, de la miseria o de la pasión. Es una flor roquera que pide vientos fuertes y terrenos duros

Alexander Dumas

Year2 Sem2

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人因为有期望才懂得什么叫做希望. 有夢想而去努力與付出. 但是有人说, "希望越大,失望越大 ". 就因为怕失望,我也不敢的去抱着任何的希望. 就因为怕会跌到受伤而不敢的再 take another step. 请告诉我..该敢敢的去相信與希望好还是该好好的保护自己好..

Beautiful tomorrow

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She said...
Nothing is as beautiful as knowing there's always hope for tomorrow. Smile and everything will be fine.

Every day we encounter different things, walk through different journeys, immersed in different touch of experiences. When the sun sets again in the west, the whole day loads might just sets down together, weighing us down into the gloomy valley. And even before the sun make its way up to rise again, we are already worrying about tomorrow.

No matter how bad your day may seems; no matter how ruined things are; and no matter how worrying the bleak future may seems... I've come to realize that till the end of the day, we all still need a reason to smile.. So, smile and everything will be fine. Coz nothing is as beautiful as knowing there's always hope for tomorrow..

For the beautiful tomorrow, we await...

had a haircut

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I had a hair cut today. My hair is short now. I don't enjoy looking at the mirror anymore especially when i'm out from shower with all my hairs poking up like porcupine. I don't look good.. i miss my long curly hair. Its so sad looking at the mirror now. I'm sad :'(

最近 zui jin (recently)

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ni zui jin bu shuo hua
Recently you have become so silent

zen me le wei shen me
Why? What has happened?

shi bu shi you shen me shi rang ni bu kuai le
Is there anything that has made you unhappy?

Ting shuo ni zui jin hen gu dan
I heard that recently you felt very lonely

You dian luan you dian huang
a little confused, a little lost

Ke shi wo que bu neng gou zai ni de shen pang
however I couldn’t be by your side

Ni xiang yao de
things you want

Wo que bu neng gou gei ni wo quan bu
I am unable to give you all

*Wo neng gei de
*things that I can give

Que you bu shi ni xiang yao yong you de
it is however not what you want

Wo men bu shi he ye bu xiang ren shu
We are not meant for each other but we refused to give in

Hao ji ci wo men bao zhe bi ci dou shi xiang yao ku
There's a few times we just felt like crying as we caress each

chang jie shi zhe yang de yi qie dou zhi shi kai shi
You’ve always reasoned that all these are just the beginning

Wo jue de shi suo you de yi qie zao jiu yi jie shu
but I think everything is actually coming to an end right from the beginning

Bu xiang zai yue shu
do not want to restrict anymore

Bu yao zai tong ku
suffer no more

*Xia yi ci hui you geng hao de qing lu
*next time we will be luckier in love


wo que bu neng gou gei ni wo quan bu
I couldn't give you all


Zhe yi ci wo men dou neng hen xing fu
we are very happy too this time

最近 by 李圣杰

What are we searching for in life?

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What are we searching for in life?

Are we looking for perfections in life?

Or are we after the basic simplicity of life?

Perfections if you have it, what else do you expect more? But if you don't have it, what is it to lose actually?

Yet isn't the simple basics of life that makes you complete? It might be the simplest thing in life but it is yet the thing that comfortably kept you sustained over all. And it could also probably be the hardest thing to achieve in life.

...what actually are you searching for in life?

Bobby & Boobie

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Bobby: Do you really want to know?

Boobie: If its not too much to know.

Bobby: Well, it might.

Boobie: Then let the blind be blind, and let the deaf be deaf.. :)

hv fun with maths (hahahaha)

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=D hahaahhaha...

source: forwarded email

Happiness is a voyage

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I've received an email that ask me to think and try to:

  1. Name the 5 richest people in the world.
  2. Name the last 5 miss Universe winners.
  3. Name the last 10 Nobel Prize winners.
  4. Name the last 10 winners of the best actor Oscar.

...and also to:

  1. Name 3 teachers who contributed to your education.
  2. Name 3 friends who helped you in your hours of need.
  3. Think of a few people who made you feel special.
  4. Name 5 people that you like to spend time with.

the latter set of questions seems easier to tackle isn't it? Conclusion for these questions? Well, the people who mean something to your life are not rated "the best", don't have the most money, haven't won the greatest prizes.

Upon reflection, here comes a simple poem dedicated to you...

You need not to be perfect,
You need not to be labelled the best,
but you certainly are one in a million,
that I consider a priceless gem.

Don't know how is it all linked up in that email but as the tittle says,

Happiness is a voyage, not a destination.

wht am i doing?

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Conversation 1

Son: How's life mom? Anything interesting?

Mom: I am dying. Its an interesting experiance :D

Son: Kesian u mom. Gonna join you soon. Where are you now?

Mom: I'm in the 5th stage (of dying) ; "Acceptance" ...

Conversation 2

Human 1: Hey! What are you doing?

Human 2: I am dying.

Conversation 3

Kawan 1: I am dying, I am dying, dying.. bla bla bla

Kawan 2: Yeah, ok.. I am too.

Conversation 4

Chatter 1: What are you doing? No need to study ah?

Chatter 2: I am dying.

Conversation 5

Self 1: What am i doing?

Self 2: I'm dying.

hmmph...whatever-lar. Another crappy post, after ingesting toxicating levels of haze.
I am dying. It's hazy; that makes me feel sick. And I have a feeling; a feeling tht I am going to die.

Ok, fine..I'll cut the crap. The haze is sickening.


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I was reading and commenting on a blog and something caught my attention..

ni pian ta biao shi ni zai hu ta

which in other words, it means.. you lied (to her) because you care.. or you could also say that.. you lied and that means you care. However, i think the former interpratation is more accurate.. while the latter one is more of a literal translation. Anyway,..

"You lied because you care"?

Will you lie to someone because you care for him/her?.. just because you care enough..

I'm still trying to appreciate the concept that i've just perceived from that phrase. To lie because one cares enough.

Well,ok.. I understand that a liar is different from a cheater. But come to think of it, how actually does it feel to have someone that care enough to lie to you?

Yeah, i know that sometimes truth really hurts. We often hear people saying truth hurts rather than lie hurts. And we sometimes even use adjectives like 'cruel' and 'ugly' to describe the truth. But hey! What about a lie? Does a lie not hurt?

Maybe they both hurt.

Actually, does the truth hurts more or a lie hurts more? I wonder.

bombarded feelings

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The world is talking,
and I am spinning;
Silently I am digging,
A place where I can stop living..

禱告 I pray

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禱告 因為我渺小
I pray because I'm 'little'

禱告 因為我知道我需要 明瞭 你心意對我重要
I pray because I know I need to understand how important Your will is to me

禱告 已假裝不了
I pray because I could pretend no more

禱告 因為你的愛 我需要 你关怀
I pray because I need Your love, Your care

You know all that I've been through

有些事我只想要對你說 因你比任何人都愛我
there are things that I only want to tell you because You love me more than anyone

痛苦從眼中流下 我知道你會為我擦
as the pain overflows from my eyes I know You will wipe it off for me

在早晨我也要來對你說 主耶穌今天我為你活
in the morning I want to come to You and say, "I'll live for you today, Jesus"


You provide all I needed everyday

Your grace is sufficient for me

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Everybody lies

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I've been watching Grey's Anatomy Season2 lately and a familiar concept apppeared. "Everybody lies." In the drHouse series, he said the same thing too. And now, I hear Meredith saying that again.. "Everybody lies". Is it true??

Well, I suppose so. Yeah, everybody lies. And that makes everybody a liar, whether past, present or future. What happens to the golden rule that says "Honesty is the best policy" then?

Truth telling, is it necessarily good? Despite the fact that truth telling can avoid harm; truth telling could also be a source of harm. Adding on from here, it is sometimes even a neccessity to lie.. because the truth freaking hurts.

I am obviously not a fan of liars or lies. Hence, it is only right for me to admit that I lied; I tell lies. So what? Because strictly speaking, everybody does lie. Just take a simple example.

"Are you ok?"

How many people actually answers that they are NOT ok when they really ARE NOT ok?

Now you see, everybody lies! (but of course, this may not be a serious lie.. still a lie though.)

Anyhow, i think and i hope the golden rule is and could be uphold. I certainly do not like the picture of me being lied.

But the cruelty that lies beneath the truth sometimes makes me to want nothing, and just be ignorantly deaf and blind. For if there's no need to know, i rather not... if there's no need to face it, i rather procrastinate and shut myself off in a coconut shell.


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0128, 10/08/06

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1.28am, 10th Aug 2006... this moment; it was the moment.

感到很surprise. 没想到你也会这样的对我说出口. 不过这是一个 pleasant surprise.

谢谢你. 真的谢谢你.


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今晚的月光也照射了那黑暗的天空. 或许也偷偷照射了你心里的某一个角落.

望着那个在天上闪亮的月亮的你和我是否也是想着同一个"你" 呢?

您的 "月亮" 又代表了谁的心呢?

- Broken Bridges -

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After much anticipation, the musical play written by my cousin brother and his friend, is finally showing soon in KLPAC. Gonna catch a good seat n watch it! =)

BROKEN BRIDGES is set in Ipoh in the 1950's. The protagonist, Ming, seeks to chart his own destiny while his father, Wong, has his own ideas for his son. Wong is the quintessential Chinese towkay, to the extent of arranging his son's marriage. Ming's best friend and neighbour, Leong, plays the obedient son. The stark contrast in these two characters begs the question: 'So what's wrong with the old ways?', and on the other hand, 'So what's wrong with the new ways?' With a persuasive cousin from the big city, Ringo, appearing on the scene, Ming finally decides to go against his father's wishes and leaves for Kuala Lumpur.

10 years later, Ming returns as a successful contractor, whose project is to tear down the marketplace and in its place, erect a new building. Problems occur; an unhappy relationship with the beautiful head-strong and self-opinionated Mei Ling; construction problems; promised sums of compensation never arriving...the townsfolk become troubled and angry. Wong, in a final act of fatherly love, makes a sacrifice for his son, totally unknown to Ming. Ming leaves Ipoh, humiliated, disappointed and totally ashamed of his father.

In the epilogue, Ming returns 30 years later, and only then discovers the fate of his father.

"SIENZzz.." attack

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Currently under "SIENZzz.." attack; a fulminant, deadly, idiopathic condition that impairs state of mind causing severe obstructive stasis. Presented with dysplatic changes of 'procrastinatively, hypo-study-itic' condition resulting in a repetitive dyspneic, whining, and stuck with the thought of "refund n back out".

Tag: 'crap', 'whine', 'sick', 'urgh', 'medical', 'nothing', 'whatever'..
Objective of this post: -none-
Responsive action: -ignore-

Thank You, JuNiOr$ !!!

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We got to meet our new, freshie juniors last Tuesday during their orientation. And one week later; i mean today..., we got this..

and thisas a token of appreciation for us, the seniors.

Some scenes from last Tues:

The juniors sitting on the floor, making themselves comfortable...

while the seniors (us) seated on the chair, during the "Senior-Junior Session" last Tues (25/07/06) in the museum. (there wasn't enough chair for everyone.. so we weren't actually bullying them..hehe)

Twinkle* twinkle* little stars...

Some scenes from today:

The thank you note from our adorable juniors.

Cutting and dividing the cake, 'generously'.

Quite a handful of people are absent today. Well,.. less men, more share. 2nd or 3rd serving, help yourself... there's no need to 'rebut'... ;D

Yummy chocolate indulgence... It completely seals your mouth. Yum yum.. ;)

"Thanks loads, jUnIoRs!" You r all just simply sweet n nice, just like the cake.. hehe =)

1, 2, ..?

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I was asked...

1, 2, .. what comes after that?

is it necessarily '3' ?

what if after 1, 2, .. is '4' ?

Convention rationale would tell us that 1, 2, is followed by 3. In a series of number given, the pattern of the sequence is for us to identify and recognised. What is the rule that governs that then?

The patterns are perhaps all man made. A 'path' exist because people 'walked' it out. When a 'road' is being discovered and recognised, people will almost un-hesitately follow the flow. Its easy.

Can 1, 2 ,.. then be 4,..? Why not actually? It can be a 'additional kind of sequence' ie.

1, (1+1=) 2, (2+2=) 4,... so on and so forth..

Risk exist in almost every step. But there are infinite possibilities to be walked out and it requires one to step forward and venture into the discovery of the road less travelled or perhaps into the road not taken.

Is 1, 2, necessarily followed by 3? I don't think its necessarily so.

So, ' 1, 2, .. ' what comes after that?

Father, I ask of you this day

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I looked at the tired, dull eye of his
I caught the subtle smile he gave
I heard his soft yet weary and worn out voice
I felt his gentle gesture

And I ask…
Father I ask of you this day
That you’ll continue to look over your beloved child
To wipe dry the little tears,
And to polish his eye glittery shine once more;
To give rest to the tired and weary,
And to renew his strength everyday;
To lift up the heavy laden shoulder,
And to provide him the courage to press on further..

Thank you, Father
Thank you for your pair of wondrous eye
That is forever looking

But Father,
Its suffice for me to know you are there
Look upon him
Provide him
And held him in the greatest care

Thank you, Father
Thank you for your pair of attentive ears
That is forever listening

But Father,
It is my prayer that
You’ll spare him your ears
And listen to his prayers

Thank you, Father
Thank you for your two gentle yet mighty hands
That is forever comforting and guiding

But Father,
Your daughter will be fine with one
Reach out the other hand and take his’
Give him all the comfort and guidance
That’s forever unfailing

Thank you, Father
Thank you for the joyful smile
That is such blessed to have

But Father,
I am more than grateful
To have tasted the sweetness of the joy
And I ask that
That you’ll pour the rest of the jar unto him
Fill him abundantly
Fill him with all the riches of joy

Thank you, Father
Thank you for all the blessings
You've poured upon

But Father,
I don’t need to be greedy
Shower him with the blessings of life

Let him be peaceful
Let him be joyful
Let him seek you
Let him find you
And let him be free
Let him be strong
Let him be courageous
And let him be healthy

For I really don’t need to be greedy
Because of you, Father
I never lack
Because of you, Father
I have enough
Thank you, Father..

And I present this sincere prayer
For this is all I ask of you this day

a messy, weak week

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Been sleeping, feeling sleepy n sleeping all the time lately. Since this semester has started, I've gradually got myself into a 'caffeinated' lifestyle. From occasional drinking, now I'm drinking coffee almost every single day in uni. Coffee is nice. And especially when the weather is hot; your room is warm and stuffy, a cup of iced Nescafe simply makes you feel better, more bearable, and more lively. From a somewhat caffein addiction, I think my caffein tolerance is gradually developing. Sometimes a drink makes me feel alert but sometimes it has no impact at all. And lately, I'm feeling rather weak instead, even with a drink. Or maybe its just the haze. Afternoon nap or sleep usually gives me numbs and aches. And waking up earlier in the morning is even harder (its harder coz it has always been hard for me to do so). Just like this morning, my roomate had to off my alarm and yet, I am still deep in my slumber...turning a deaf ear on the external world. Or maybe its just that I'm having some pre-breakdown symptoms. Aargh. I look into the mirror and I don't look good. I'm feeling mEsSy, uNoRgaNizEd, lack of enErgy, wEaK, sPiRitUallY lOw, slightly dEpreSseD, sAd, stRessEd, ... :'( I don't want anyone to worry though. I just need hugz, you and of course I need God.

just a picture afterall..?

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That night about a year an a half ago, I felt this way... and I asked a question. I asked, "Must I be strong? Or am I not allowed to show that I can be weak just like others too?"

Tonight I have the similar feeling. It wasn't really voiced from anywhere within; it is out there. Somehow, the night breeze just brought a swift whisper by my ear.

The plain face re-emerged, nothing was spoken but I searched deep through the picture. To claim that I understand the art beneath, I dare not. But I felt something in the picture. I held my hands reaching in to hold and I threw my arms in to carress... but I failed. I felt sorry. I am sorry. I looked at the picture again, and all that I can do is only look.

I turned to look at my dissapointment and could only tell myself that I could do nothing perhaps because it is just a picture afterall. My sad-laden heart could only squeal another frail prayer to God. All the "why"s, "how"s, and pleas are all that arise.

God makes us brave when we're afraid, makes us strong when we are weak, but most of all, he teaches us to hold on to him when things keep falling.

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms

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My hotmail inbox are filled with unread forwarded messages and out of this hot afternoon boredom I opened the email "Story from husband" forwarded from Suny:

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.

This was the scene ten years ago.

The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.

Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.

Dew came into my life.

It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.

Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.

I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.

However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.

Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.

When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.

Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.

She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.

She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.

I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.

On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague.

On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.

I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.

Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.

I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.

She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.

When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

Good guys??

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'She' was telling me on the sweet, romantic stuffs 'he' did and... Chris snapped in, " romantic guys are not good guys. Don't believe in them"

We looked at him.

"It is true," he replied enthusiastically.

"Are there any good guys?" I asked.

He paused for a while and he thoughtfully answered, "Well, erm..yeah...quite true.."

"There is no good guys rite?"

He nodded in agreement and continued scribbling in his notebook.

He isn't the first who came to agree with this and I bet there is more that share the same thought; even they themself (the males) would acknowledge it. Guys, a lot of them are jerks. What jerks? All kind of jerks. I found quite a well descriptive piece of writting on this in Lai Imm's blog. Click here to read "Ode to Jerks". Enjoy! And yeah I know not all guys are the same so people, don't get offended ;)

Journey detour

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I hopped into the commuter in the fresh Monday morning. My 'son' has agreed to pick me up from the BTS station later. To keep my travelling time productive, I held the Reader's Digest with my free hand, made myself comfortable and started reading.

"KL Sentral...KL Sentral...babble babble mumble mumble.."Door opened, door closed. Train moved.

I looked out the window, and thought the route was kinda different today. I don't usually see so many greens and..hmm, anyway.. I continued reading.

"Angkasapuri...Angkasapuri.." Door opened, door closed. Train continued moving.

Angkasapuri? hmm.. ok... scratch head. I looked back on the page I was reading.

"Pantai Dalam...Pantai Dalam..."

Ok, this is far too weird. Something is very wrong. I looked at the map of the rail route and... I knew it! I knew something wasn't really right. I am in the Pelabuhan Klang train. Oh my goodness, how did that happened. It is not supposed to happen. (Wahhh~!!!) Better get off the train as soon as possible.

Door opened, I walked out, door closed, train went off.

I carried my luggage and walked across the bridge to the platform opposite to get the Sentul train back KL Sentral.

This time, I wasn't reading anymore nor am I able to read. The Sentul train is so packed. It is pretty scary to join the 'human-sardine-party' and its an especially horrifying trip when you don't even have the space to put down the bag on the floor. Though it was 2 stations away before reaching the central station, the commuter just have to go momentarily dead halfway, prolonging the sardine party. urgh, yeay~... My right arm feels as if it is going to be detached any moment soon and my poor little fingers are turning purplish. It is no fun at all standing carrying a sling bag and a luggage bag (its heavy!!) , sardined as close as possible to each other with people sticking to you, touching your butt, in that oxygen depleted train.

"Kl sentral...KL sentral..." Door opened, I poured out together with the crowds, door closed.

It is not very much of a relief yet actually. I gathered all the strength carrying my bags up the stairs and down the stairs, to the platform opposite to catch the Seremban train, which I am supposed to have boarded from Kepong. I made sure it was the correct platform, placed my luggage bag down, leaned against the wall, panting, catching my breath, and waited for the train to arrive.

Well, all the carrying and climbing explains the body ache I am having now, after going through the hand re-attachment surgery. I am not built to sustain or endure these kind of weight bearing activities. However, no angels came falling to the rescue. So, now all I am praying for is a masseur, prefferably a cute, handsome and free one of course. But yeah, I knew there wouldn't be any. That is why body ache is all that I have now =(

You see...

This is how it is supposed to work. The commuter that passes Kepong is the Rawang-Seremban's and by right it will bring me straight to Bandar Tasik Selatan (BTS). That is shown in the dark blue route. But, somehow I ended up on the red track instead, which brought me to Pantai Dalam.

This is what took place instead; the detours:

Oh my...this is just simply so energy consuming and I shall discontinue my elaboration here.

Lessons from today journey:

1. Listen attentively to all the babbling and mumbling.

2. The norm is not always the norm. And it is usually so when you least expected it.

3. Assumptions can be wrong, pretty surprisingly wrong.

Back to school -summary-

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It is great to be back to school again, with all the friends. Though they are a bunch of crappy, big bully, flirtatious, silly group of people, there are those who are such a sweet heart and dear to you.

Classes are mostly in the afternoon now, making way for our beloved juniors who are coming in this July. I can now make it to most of the classes without being late. hehe. PBLs, FLMs, QnAs and formative assessments are coming haunting once again.

Our schedule on friday especially ... "urgh!"... Since we have hospital attachments in the morning, formative assessments will end late in the evening. sigh. Anyhow I guess its time to get the engine kicking again. yawn.

All were quite excited about the revelation of the new arrangement for PBL grouping, mentor list and the hospital attachment groups. Some will be thanking God but some others will be banging head and be made a laughter among others. Whatever it is, all the best to all of us, people! haha.

pre back-to-school emo

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It seems just yesterday that we started our unimaginably long holiday but it is now rather unimaginable that our holiday has come to an end. BlInK!*bLiNk!*

I flipped through the new timetable. oH my gOodness! Generally my lectures are all in the afternoon now, which means its after lunch, at 1.30pm. Thats not a good choice. And frankly, I'm not liking it yet coz:

  1. It creates 'half hanging' kind of feel.
  2. It demotivates me.
  3. It gives me excuse to laze and wake up late (if i ever wake up).
  4. My brain is least active at that hour.
  5. Extra sleepy factor. (you see, sometimes Subject + Lecture + Lecture's Volume is already lullaby enough... N now, Time + Post Lunch Factor + Cool n Comfy Aircond vs. hot afternoon increases the sleeping factor from the power of 3 to the power of 6 or 7.)
  6. That also indirectly increases the probability of failing doing less well in the subjects.
  7. It means no afternoon nap (on bed).
  8. I like morning classes better.
  9. I dislike afternoon classes.
  10. You can't really use the excuse: "Sir, sorry I woke up late this morning.." when you are late for class.
  11. That means my day ends later. urgh.
  12. Like that means no more after class lepaking.

Sigh. This is an entry just to babble, rant and whine. Meaningless post but I need to let it out. So skip this if you wish to coz i am gonna continue babbling...

I miss my roomate ;(

I miss the lovely home Chris, Sherri n Hui Ying is staying ;(

I miss room 414 =(

I sure will miss home ;(

I miss morning classes =(

I miss finishing early =(

I miss holiday =(

I miss lots of things... sigh... oh well, it's the new sem. Time to move on and say "Welcome to Year 2"....geez, I am so unprepared. But its coming.. just like when one is playing hide-and-seek. Ready or not here I come!

Alrite then, take a deep deep breath, fake a sweet sweet smile n say "Hello n Welcome to the new sem, to the brand new Year 2!!!" =)

Well, despite all that... one of the thing (hopefully not the only thing) that I most look forward to is the attachment at Hospital Rumah Orang Asli.

Now, I'm just gonna sit back, close my eyes and await for the new sem to reveal the treasure beneath...

the CUP of list

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They call it the Cup of life... Man! Whatever it is, these earthlings are sure coming up with all sort of funny, crappy tips, must have or must do kind off thingy...bla bla...

Sharing with you today are sample based tutorial on how to prepare:

1. the Cup of wishlist
2. the Cup of checklist

First, for the wishlist...

I came across this good sample by Simon @ and this is what he wrote:

  • Please don’t get Shebby Singh to be the guest pundit. Get Paul Masefield or Jamie Reeves. Heck, get Hasbullah Awang, I don’t care. I can’t stand that Shebby Singh.

  • Stop spamming us throughout the whole World Cup month with all those advertisements of SMS goal alerts, 3G live matches, SMS chats, man-of-the-match contests… Look I know some of these companies sponsor the telecasts, but there is something as overdose or overexposure until the viewers are sick of it.

  • I just hope there won’t be any domestic disaster like washing machine breaking down, toilet being stuck, car tyre needs changing, radioactive toxic waste leaking from nuclear plant next door, etc, that require my attention when I need to concentrate on the matches.

  • My office closes down a month for termite fumigation / accounting irregularity investigation / acute office paper shortage and declare the whole month as a holiday.

  • Don’t snip off the pre-match shows or opening ceremony where they have celebrities performing.

  • Ban all cars with the registration plate beginning with ‘W’ or ‘B’ from entering the city during the day, so that I can come home in 10 minutes and sleep it off. Obviously, I don’t drive a local car…

  • Somebody give me a free coffee maker. While I’m at it, get me a good one. Like the one they feature on ‘Living Coffee’.

  • No boring, boring nil-nil draws. I know this is football, not basketball, but you don’t go to the World Cup and play ultra defensively for draws and hope to win on penalties. You may be able to win the Euro with that…

  • I want to see Sven Goran-Eriksson lose his cool at any point during the World Cup. His reaction during that match versus Portugal in Euro was a classic…

  • Not related to this list, but if you didn’t have cable TV, you’d probably have to put up with this on local channels: “Ya! Kami sudah terima isyarat dari Germany! Sekarang kita terus Zainal Abidin di Stuttgart… Apa khabar, Zainal…? Zainal…? Nampaknya belum ada ‘audio’…

lolz* ... got it now? Ok, great! Now we shall move on to the 'checklist'.

Wait! Before that, maybe we should learn how to get rich during this coming football season. It's NOT 'U-rated' and click here to follow the lesson =)

After reading the guides, we can now proceed to the checklist. Yippee!

Here is the Check List for FIFA World Cup Hibernation Party:-

  1. 10packs x 30 sachets x 50gm Big Nescafe 3 in 1 Rich? - √ Checked!
  2. FIFA Ahbeng Song? - √ Checked!
  3. FIFA German Song? - √ Checked!
  4. FIFA Yingrish Song? - √ Checked!
  5. Bookies Telephone numbers - √ Checked!
  6. AhLong Telephone numbers - √ Checked
  7. Ambulance Telephone numbers (just in case of heart attack) - √ Checked!
  8. New 50" Samsung Plasma TV - √ Checked!
  9. Wife safely locked inside the room - √ Checked!
  10. Kids all safely locked too? - √ Checked!
  11. Fake MCs with random serial numbers all Scanned and Printed? - √ Checked!
  12. ADIDAS Football ready? - √ Checked!
  13. Favourite Jersey Washed ledi? - √ Checked!
  14. Maggi Cup Noodle masuk stock ledi? - √ Checked!
  15. Friends Invited ledi? - √ Checked!
  16. Bought Enuff Snacks and Coke? - √ Checked!

It is another copy n paste thingy from to add on, remember to check if you've paid your electricity bill and your tv signal reception tOo!!!

What are you waiting for now? Go-lar and brew your own Cup of wishlist, checklist, kaki-list, ball list or bolalist and whatsoeva list, it doesn't hv to make sense. Just list something down. Its world Cup we are talking about. Quick! Oni 11 more days to go!

Thats for today's Cup of list...

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