THE MAN WHO CAN'T BE MOVED™

Back Home in Ipoh…. and Blogging.

2012-01-25T05:47:00.001+08:00

Well, first things first, I’m finally back in Ipoh for the Chinese New Year Holiday. YAY!

Secondly, I am finally back to blogging. This time, I hope I’ll be able to maintain the number of blog entries regularly. Hmmm…. This could be my new years resolution;

“TO CONTINUE BLOGGING!!”

(one of the resolutions only… I have way better ones than this)

Anyway, the trip back to Ipoh was indeed a pain in the neck. As every year passes by, with the promises of the government to alleviate traffic congestions by the “next” festive season, I can’t help but wonder why do we still live patiently with the bullshit they feed us (pardon my words, I’m just venting out my thoughts)?

Every year, the accident rate increases and they say they will use the statistics to improve road safety.
Every year, they say that the country is making losses due to the low taxes charged so they decide to increase sales taxes by a “measely” 1% (as if it won’t affect us =_=”).
Every year, festive seasons will foresee traffic congestions, bumper to bumper crawls just like the one shown below;

*with respect to SOPA and all that shit, I would like to state that this photo was not taken by me. Hence, credits to the dude who took it. Great shot by the way.

Well, the reason why I am saying this is because I got caught in a traffic jam along the highway from Nilai all the way back to Ipoh. Usually, it would take about 2 hours. That day, it took me:

6 HOURS!!!

It was exhausting. Well, that’s just a random rant. On a separate note, please enjoy your Chinese New Year Celebration and wishing all of you:

GONG XI FA CAI

and a

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!

Never Hurt the Ones You Truly Love

2011-10-04T09:34:00.001+08:00

There's one sad truth in life I've found
While journeying east and west -
The only folks we really wound
Are those we love the best.
We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To those who love us best.
~Ella Wheeler Wilcox

The sadness of this reality sinks in like a tonne of bricks. How can one actually be so blind?

It's only when you finally realise this when you begin to cherish the one you love. It's a sad and vicious circumstance which occurs too many.

By that time, you would have reached the end of the line. Your loved one has been battered beyond recognition. You no longer see the person you fell in love with in front of you. You see a cold, expressionless human, the glimmer in the eyes begs to know why you could have been so heartless. The spark of love has died, buried under tonnes and tonnes of bad memories and hatred.

You try to make amends to fix the problem. You have regretted all your actions, asked for forgiveness but to no avail. There stands before you, an empty shell, of the person who would sacrifice his/her life for you. He/she looks at you, like a stranger, immovable by your emotions, unnerved by your remorse, doubtful of your words. You look pathetic, but how can you not be, as you rescue and salvage whatever is left. Its times like this when the people of the biggest egos get shattered into millions of pieces.

You believe your intentions to be good, but that is only to your opinion. You treated the one you love harshly, to turn them into battle hardened warriors, just like yourself.
Not everyone needs to be treated like that, especially your loved ones.

If only you were more sensitive to his/her feelings.
If only you had understood his/her intentions.
If only you had another chance.

The ‘if only’ anthem plays on solemnly in the midst and dies away, as the one you love walks away from you.

With regret, you stumble to your knees, your heart aching so much, you wished you had never done what you have done to that person. You wish for the one you love to understand why you were like that. But the final card has been dealt, it’s too late for amends.

If only, if only, if only, if only, if only, if only,………………

It’s a Cold World for the Guys

2011-10-01T05:03:00.001+08:00

With a towering presence and an imposing stature, you could see him from half a mile out. He holds his head up in society, a handshake firmer than a wrench clamp and a smile, wit and humour like no other. His life seemed perfect, governing the respect of the biggest names in the community. He supersedes all others in terms of intelligence, power and more importantly life standing. They knew him as the gridiron warrior for a reason. He was a person who was calm and strong to face any situation, regardless of how demanding the situation got.

He was a favourite of the society, able to start the best of conversations and ending the worst of nightmares. He was a pillar of hope for some and an arch rival for many. He was so prone to stress, that the society though that it was humanly impossible to handle it. Still, he proved them wrong, unmoved by the stress and developing his sense of humour along the way.

As time passes, something seemed amiss. He began to behave strangely.

At times, he would just shun himself away from society, choosing to be a loner, avoiding almost everyone he sees, even the closest of his friends.

At times, he would have temper outbreaks, lashing and venting out his fury on everyone, anyone or anything within a 10 block radius, the girl he loves, being the one who receives the full brunt of it.

At times, he would refuse to sleep, ranging from a day to a week, sitting silently alone, unnerved at the fact that it is already 4.30 am and he has not had a minute of sleep for more than 2 days.

This new behaviour didn’t really suit well with the society. Instead of trying to get to the bottom of it, many decided to take the easy way out. They began to avoid him, going about their daily lives without him, gossiping about him and cutting him away from the group. He sits alone, as people comfort the girl he loves, who has just received the latest of his temper lashings.

“You should just leave him, he doesn’t care for you anymore,” says one.

“There are many better people out there, why should you stay with him,” says another.

“He’s getting old and soon to be mentally disabled. There is no use caring for a mental problem person,” declares another.

Words like this continue to reverberate as the gridiron warrior sits at the corner alone, deprived from any care, love and attention from the society he would die to protect as they protect and shower the fragile and subtle girlfriend, whom they believe was abused by the mentally disabled gridiron.

No one bothered to ask the gridiron warrior one thing:

“Why are you like that?”

No one cared about the 3 deaths in his family, the latest being his youngest cousin who died in a car accident. He remembers vividly, teaching his little cousin how to ride a bicycle. He remembers vividly, the smile on his little cousin’s face, as he rode the bicycle out the front gate of the house. He remembers the terrifying sound of screeching tyres and a loud crash. He remembers seeing blood everywhere, as he picks his little cousins lifeless body up from the tarmac, next to the mangled wreckage of the bicycle. He hopes that his cousin is just sleeping, for he knew that he will blame himself for eternity for whatever that had just happened.

No one bothered, that his parents were going through a divorce after 8 years of fighting. He remembers seeing his mum, crying as she sat in the living room as his dad walks through the front door, without saying goodbye. He remembers the countless nights, his parents fought, some lasting just a few minutes, others lasting hours. He hears the sound of breaking furniture followed by screams as he shuts his ears, trying to drown the nerve wrecking noise. He remembers praying for all of it to be a nightmare and that he would wake up from that nightmare, but his pleas come to no avail.

No one gave a damn, that he had a horrible childhood. The marks on his body, bruised by bullies, lay visible, for all of time. He remembers the awful names his peers called him. He was not the best looking boy, nor was he the most well built. He was always the avenue for everyone's fury, a rag doll, waiting to be tossed around, by the next person who just wanted to release his/her anger on him. He could not retaliate, he was not made that way, a price which he will have to bear for the next 10 years.

He’s a grown man now, but still, emotionally scared by his past. As the world wrought its judgement upon him, he sat unbeknownst of the future. The uncertainty bearing down on him like a tonne of bricks. As he sat there in the corner, shunned aside by the world, a tear rolls down his cheek.

“Why can’t the world understand me? Why can’t they accept me? Why can’t they care for me?”

As the words reverberate in his thoughts, life moves on. Please, ladies and gentlemen. Just because we are called guys doesn’t mean that we have no feelings. We have just as much feelings and the ladies. So the next time a guy is sad, don’t brand him as an emotional person. Lend him a shoulder to cry on and help him up. Even the biggest and most successful of giants have their sad past.

“We Have Feelings Too”

My Little Sister is All Grown Up

2011-08-24T03:50:00.001+08:00

The sad but inconvenient truth is that I had to know this through Facebook. How ironic, the thing which actually brought people closer could actually lead to ones eventual downfall. But the reason I am writing this post is not to express distraught (like how I usually do) but to rejoice. The status blared across my Facebook News Feed:

“Tricia Gan is in a relationship with Leong Chia How”

Tonnes of comments swooped across the page as if it were greased lightning. A bit ‘paiseh’ that I was one of the last to give my congratulations. After more than 3/4 of a year since you became my lil’ sis, you finally got into a relationship with a person whom you truly love and I am sure he will love you just the same. Goodness gracious, time does really fly. It seems like just yesterday you were pestering me with your adorable little smile and big bulbous eyes. As much as those seem like a pain in my neck but they made me grew fonder each time. You really behaved uniquely as opposed to many others. You were like the sister I never had (seriously, I never had a biological sister). Sometimes, you would ask about things related to the general functions of the world and some of which I was not too familiar with. I would always try (though I fail miserably) to answer them but despite the hard effort to explain them, they have indeed made me more resilient to repetitive questions.

I do agree that my EQ has not been the best or even close to good but I have always wanted to be a friend and to be helpful to everyone. It’s just that my messages and intentions are always misunderstood by many. I do not blame them though. It’s hard for people to understand someone who blows his lid every single minute. I appreciated it deeply, the fact that you always believed in me despite many others condemning me based on my personality. You know the background of my life and I am happy and grateful that you have held on to me all this while.

Some of the major points which I had never told you before occurs not within the 3/4 of a year but way before that. The first time I saw you was the weekend after OLE 2010 near the MPH Hall. You were there with your family, though I did not really bother why you were really there. Fast forward 3 months and we were rushing to pull through the final leg of F-Night 2010. Despite the impression many had on you, I had always believed that you would change for the better one day. That was why I was so happy when you became my lil’ sister. It was quite a strange feeling at first, how an iron fisted person like me can actually have a lil’ sister.

Fast forward 3/4 of a year and time has really made the best out of you. You have became better, stronger and more compassionate than ever before. It may be hard for you to see it but I can see it and I hope you’d take my word for it. You outperform and outlast the best of people in ways you can’t even imagine. You have indeed taught me the true value of friendship and what it means to be human. There is nothing embarrassing about crying. Even the toughest of men cry. It only makes you more human. You have also made me feel what it felt like to lose everything at one go and what it felt like to be knocked down to the ground. All this has made me a much stronger person I will have to say and I really thank you for that. I am happy to be able to learn from you too.

The most unique thing you possess is your smile. It’s something not many people have, lil’ sis. A smile which creases across your face every single minute is a sight to behold. The unique part about it is that it rubs off on even the hardest and cruellest of tyrants. Soon, you will realise that these tyrants begin to smile more often. It’s amazing how a cheerful personality can make another person feel cheerful too.

Here are a few photos which I found lying in my picture library. As I look through them, they really bring back fond memories and remind me of how much time has passed since we first met.

The first photo I ever took with you. My goodness, you were really small back then.

Correction, this was the first. That’s why I did the same thing you did to me right back at you.

More than a year later, you have blossomed into a beautiful, young butterfly.

Though some habits still die hard. You still are camera shy at times.

You always epitomized the smile in every situation.

Once again, the smile is evident.

With a smile on your face, you continue to soar higher and to be free.

The 3/4 of the year was indeed memorable. I hope you will be able to remember them as I do. The time has come now for me to take my seat. You are now in the safe and capable hands of you boyfriend. I wish you all the most sincere happiness and prosperity and may your relationship last for the generations to come.

I look in the mirror as the wrinkles on my face crease wider and the white hairs on my head grow longer. I am not getting any younger but I hope that I have been able to make an impact in your life. Follow what your heart tells you and never give up no matter what. In life, there are always choices. It depends on whether you want to look for them or not.

It has been an honour to have you as a lil’ sister and I thank you for that. Finally, I would like to apologise for any harm I have caused you throughout the length of time and I hope you will not hold a personal grudge against this aging fellow. You always told me that people can change no matter what so please do believe that.

You have truly become everything anyone could ever ask for and I would say that your boyfriend is one lucky person to have you. I am sure he will wake up everyday knowing that he is the luckiest person alive to have you. Continue pushing forward and never forget those who will always be there for you. Always remember, if you need any advice or help, I am always here to help.

Take care my dear lil’ sis. You have truly become everything I could ever ask for.

Onward to AMERICA!!!

2011-08-10T01:57:00.001+08:00

AMERICA!!! Land of the free and home of the brave. That’s what they all say. Well, it’s been precisely 1.5 years since I first heard of the American University Transfer Programme (AUP) in INTI International University. Quite an interesting programme filled with interesting individuals. Seriously, it’s you all of you who make this programme worth joining. Though we may not have been the closest of buddies or even friends who hang out 24/7, it was everyone of you who made quite an impact in my life.

Hence, in your journey to a foreign land, allow me to dedicate this post about you in my perspective. I’m sorry if what I have written is not to your liking but please do accept my most humblest apologies. In addition to that, congratulations on the opportunity of furthering your education overseas. You all have definitely earned it.

Well now, without further ado:

Darren Cheah, you seriously have brains which pack one hell of a punch but yet, you look extremely calm and relaxed. I still don’t really know why you’re called Improper Darren. You are soft spoken but you have a big heart. You’re very sociable and not to mention talented in many trades be it in music or martial arts. I’m sure you will have no trouble in smashing the American Education System into tiny little bits and pieces with the sheer brainpower you possess. Your friendliness, helpfulness and concern are your strongpoints which I am sure you will never give up on. Your brilliance and talent will allow you to achieve higher and further than ever. Your casualness will definitely fit in well with the American society.

“What must I write already?”

-Darren Cheah-

Cristal Tan, you are a girl who can put a smile on anyone’s face. I’m serious. You will always take the initiative to approach a person and introduce yourself with a sense of warmth, kindness and compassion. Something which you have that many would kill to have. A personality trait which makes you one of the most likable girls in the universe. You are extremely determined and relationship orientated (not that one) in terms of maintaining friendship and making new ones. You wouldn’t intentionally harm or hurt a person nor would you bear vengeance down on people which is something unique about you. All your warmth, care and compassion towards everyone signifies your strength which supersedes everything else. You also possess a trillion dollar smile which I say makes a fine accompaniment to your personality. Combined together with your personality, and you’d create PERFECTION!!

“Hello (big smile)” ~ Everyone feels cheered up

-Cristal Tan-

Chia Li Ann, or would I prefer to say Leann Rimes. Your voice so superb, it’d smash all singing idols right off the charts. I’m just waiting for the release of your album. You have a kind and loving personality. You never fail to be friendly, in fact, you’d be able to bring the best out of the worst tyrants. You are indeed extremely unique, currently taking a course which anyone would last suspect you of taking and acing your studies with the best of marks. Not only that, you are intrigued by different cultures which adds to your uniqueness. You are a girl who would only emerge once in eternity and for that, you should be proud of yourself.

“Not only photogenic but also adorable”

-Li Ann-

Sham, or Azrie. The first day I met you, I was so fascinated by your wireless headphones. Honestly, I have never seen such a cool looking earphone on such a cool looking person. You are a gentle and friendly person who truly values friendship. You will never hesitate to learn something new and always match that want to learn with equal amounts of effort. You also never hesitate to help others whenever needed and with that, and your strength to persevere, I am sure that you will have no trouble in succeeding in America.

“Hey man. What’s up?”

-Azrie Sham-

Renuka, the day I saw you with Derek would remain vivid in my memory. Words cannot express my initial shock when I heard that news. Anyway, on to the important bit, you are a very strong and determined girl when it comes to taking on reality. You are friendly with a cold and sarcastic tone at times but in a likable fashion. You are one of the people I’ve known the longest, the first time being at a Debate Society meeting. Back then, Michael Yap Chih Hong was still in power with Justin Gregory. You are indeed a very kind and friendly and combined with Inthuja and Vijey, you’d form the 3 musketeers. The three most awesome one's whom I know.

“I always look AWESOME wherever I go”

-Renuka-

Rizal, you are ever multi-talented. Be it coming up with a drama script to directing it, there is a whole load of talent inside you. You are a person who I find hard to describe in words but in a good sense. You epitomise a cheerful scenario every time you are near. With a smile on your face and eyes which shimmer like crystals you never fail to brighten anyone’s day. You will be willing to assist anyone as long as they care to ask. I’m definitely sure that your studies are also no lesser then perfect. You’d do great my friend.

“I’m always adorable anyway I am.”

-Rizal-

James, the bearer of the good boy looks. Heh! Heh! But honestly, you pack really awesome looks and with the brains to match it. You are dedicated in everything that you do and you value friendship. With your kind and passionate heart, you will never shove anyone away or create and enemy but more likely, you will find new ally’s. As long as you hold on to your principles, you will achieve wonders and miracles at the same time.

“I’m a good boy no matter what anyone says”

-James-

Josephine, first thing, ARRRGGHHH!!! You’re taller than me. The first time I set eyes on you, I was indeed impressed by your amazing height. However, combined with your super cheerful and happy personality, it may be said that you are a sweet and gentle giant (a compliment, not an insult). Your intelligence level and extreme ability to begin a well thought out and meaningful conversation is indeed beyond normal comprehension. In short, it is really awesome to be able to have a conversation with you, be it at the cafeteria or in the swimming pool, there is never a dull moment when you speak.

“I’m taller than everyone else. But I’m also sweet”

-Jojo-

And of course, not forgetting a cool guy who’s already there for quite a while:

KC, I still have no idea what KC stands for but your name it seriously AWESOME!! Well, I do see you a lot, walking in and out of Block B with Seth but that’s because I live in the same block as you guys. You demonstrate the epitome of coolness. I mean, from the first day you spoke, I was literally amazed at how you make so few words sound so awesome. Though you may be quiet but you do voice things out that matter and that contributes to your coolness. They say, awesome looks and intelligence can never mix. You’ve proven that statement wrong. I mean, you’re the coolest and most handsome neurosurgeon I know. Overall, you are a really cool guy and it’s been great getting to know you.

I almost forgot, you are nuts for travelling halfway across the world just to see your buddies again and I can guarantee you, we all love you for that. You are one hell of a determined fellow and a person who will go all out to value friendship and togetherness despite being super cool and all. Heh! Heh!

“Don’t touch my hair”

-KC-

Well, there are a few things I thing all of you have in common. Firstly and most importantly, you all are extremely kind and talented. Secondly, you all have the brains that can trump that of Einstein’s (what are you all eating?). Thirdly, you are one in a trillion. There will never be anyone who can be better than all of you. This message also goes out to all AUP students who have excelled and are heading to the States to further their studies. I’m sorry I did not manage to include you all in this post but always know that you will always be in my heart.

I would like to say:

THANK YOU VERY MUCH, FOR THE FRIENDSHIP YOU HAVE HONOURED ME WITH!! GODSPEED!!

I have no word to end this so in a bombshell, I take a bow before all of you and a warm hug for all of you. Take care and all the best^^

*Photo credits to everyone who took those awesome looking photos

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JON JON!!!

2011-08-04T23:28:00.001+08:00

Today is a very special occasion and it’s barely even 2 days since my previous post. Anyway, there is only a few minutes left before the day ends but I would like to say:

It’s that time of the year again, big guy^^

Jonathan Teh, my brother who is half my mass and weight but with a heart that outweighs mine by tenfold no, a hundred folds. I guess that everything isn’t dependent on size and strength. Sometimes, even the smallest people have the biggest hearts (go watch Captain America!). In addition to that, I don’t reckon I’ve ever seen you sad before, only happy, bouncing around everywhere with your signature, “LOL!”. It’s true that it’s already a year since you left for America and my oh my, does time really fly…oops…I mean, does time really crawl. This one year has been a real testing phase. I lost friends and family but gained new ones along the way. It’s true that I’ll never be able to be you or come close to what you have done. You gave me a family away from my family (home away from home). I’d always remember those moments vividly. You taught me that brute force, anger and hatred doesn’t really solve anything and I thank you for that. Thank you for all the advice and hope that you have given me. It’s not everyday that someone accepts me or understands me for who I am or what I am. It’s just depressing but as depressing as it is, it’s the way life works. I hope you are doing well in America. Never give up hope in whatever you, brother. We will definitely meet again. God bless.

“It’s not about being perfect but just being yourself. Just be who you are. And chill. LOL!”

-The Great Philosopher: Jonathan Teh-

The Girl of Little Words but Many Thoughts

2011-08-03T03:37:00.001+08:00

It’s that time of year again, but it’s not the one where I say, “Oh damn! I’m so sick and fed-up of this.” Before I continue, I would like to show you something:

Ain’t that the cutest cake you have ever seen?

That’s right folks. It’s the birthday of a very special girl to my heart. So, I’d like to give a really loud shoutout:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAREST CATHERINE!!

My oh my, does time really fly by faster than the speed of sound. Nay, the speed of light I have to say. It seems like just yesterday when we celebrated the birthdays of the August babies and today, another year has passed. Don’t feel old though. With age comes great wisdom (that’s why grandmothers know the best. XD Joking only).

What amazes me is your progress since last year. You are a girl who everyone knows as a girl of little words but many thoughts as the title of this post suggests. You were always a person who was never the socialite but you always had what you wanted to say inside your mind. Throughout the year, what really impressed me was your determination to further improve yourself.

Fast forward one year and your achievements are amazing. You have became the perfect soul mate. I cannot find the words to explain the greatness you possess but I want you to know that I have never regretted a single moment where I have you in my life. I wish to relive every memory and moment we have shared together.

Thank you my dear, for always being there for me and never feel sad or disheartened by any situation. Hope you had a great birthday, my dear. Take care.

Crazy over….PIRATES?

2011-06-19T15:22:00.001+08:00

Come on GSC!!! I starred angrily at the computer waiting for the reservation window to open. Finally, after 20 minutes of frustrating page refreshing, I finally managed to reserve 2 tickets to watch Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides at Mid Valley. This was on Friday, 20th May 2011, at 12.00am.

On the 22nd of May, 2011, I boarded a train to Mid Valley at about 9.45am (after waiting for more than 1 friggin’ hour for our ‘beloved’ and ‘reliable’ KTM) en route to Serdang to meet my dearest Catherine. Reached Mid Valley at about 11.00am. From there, we went straight to collect the tickets and had a really awesome and delicious sandwich breakfast. Later, it was a walk around Mid Valley to which we stumbled upon a big surprise when we arrived at the Centre Court. This is what we saw:

I would have to say: BOAT!!!!

I know that that Pirates of the Caribbean is a really big blockbuster flick and all but is this really necessary? According to HSBC, IT IS NECESSARY!!! Why? Well, this leads us to one phrase which we would have probably heard from the prequel of this movie: “IT’S NOTHING PERSONAL, JUST GOOD BUSINESS.”

Well, one things for certain, they did not save up on expenses at all.

Frontal portion of the model ship

The multiple cannons which adorn the ship

Such close attention paid to detail

Looks quite haunting when viewed from below

The best part was they actually got nearly all wings of MidValley involved in the decorations. From mega LEGO pirate dioramas to pirate ice-cream shacks to a Pirates of the Caribbean Gallery. Seriously!!

LEGO Diorama

I see you, Jack!

Didn’t I say there was a gallery? Let’s see what’s inside.

Amazing right? And the best part of it is that anyone can experience all this all in the name of business. The moral learned from all of this is not that Pirates of the Caribbean is an awesome show but more accurately, it is the impact this movie gives. With 3 prequels made, all of which have captivated audiences, it is no wonder many people are eager to watch the 4th instalment.

Despite the many opinions and criticism given on the 4th instalment, I have no comment nor an opinion to give pertaining the matter and recommend that you watch the movie to find out yourself. With that, I take my leave until my next post. Thank you.

The Gap Between 2 Worlds

2011-05-22T23:15:00.001+08:00

Well, I was scrolling through the web as well as Facebook and I seem to run across pages and pages of articles mentioning expressions of girls and what they really mean (ie: Go ahead = I dare you. Not a permission. Don’t do it). Hell, I even found them in my e-mail inbox (among other crap) which begs this question to be asked, “Why do it?”

I mean, of all of hem I have read, I have not seen one that has ever placed a boy as the protagonist. We have never been the protagonist in any of them but more accurately, we are seen as the antagonist. Every time a girls feelings are hurt is because the antagonist had something to do with it. Every time there is an argument, the antagonist started it. Every time the toilet seat is up, it’s the antagonist’s fault………ok, maybe it’s our fault on the last bit. But this begs another question to be asked. “Why is it our fault?”

It is quite common for individuals of the feminine side to say that it is as close to intolerable to live with us. But is it really that intolerable? I mean, if you really hate us that much, why not you just leave us? Why don’t you just condemn us? Treat us like the scum you think we are. You admit in your own rights that you hate us, calling us dense and unable to understand you branding us as selfish in the process. You blame us that it is important for us to read you, to understand your actions, to satisfy everything you want, demand or hope for. In short, you want us to do everything for you to profess our love and care for you.

I have heard many girls who have said all this all claim to be the equal of the antagonist in this twisted tale. But I always, sneak a smile and stifle a laughter. It takes two hands to clap is a saying most fit for a situation like this. I know many antagonist including myself, trying very hard to understand the feminine sex. Understand what they want and what they mean especially those in a relationship. We try our best to read the signs, to provide for you, to care for you. Ok, fair enough. True? NO, I DON’T THINK SO!!! Because I have always wanted to ask all individuals of the feminine side one very important question:

“HAVE YOU EVER TRIED UNDERSTANDING US??”

Have you ever tried to understand why we are dense? Have you ever considered why we act so differently as compared to you? Have you ever contributed to the equation? There is a reason for everything including why we behave in such a way. The internet is flooded with childish and immature references of how girls behave and what your expressions mean. We have all received messages like this:

NINE WORDS WOMEN USE...and their "meaning"...Lol

(1) Fine : This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

(2) Five Minutes : If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

(3) Nothing : This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

(4) Go Ahead : This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

(5) Loud Sigh : This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)

(6) That's Okay : This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

(7) Thanks : A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome' , that will bring on a "whatever")...Have used that one many a times! Lol

(8) Whatever : Is a woman's way of saying... GO TO..well you know where!!...Not really, but we do mean it..Hehehehe

(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.

* Send this to the men you know, to warn them about arguments they can avoid if they remember the terminology.....Lol

* Send this to all the women you know to give them a good laugh, cause they know it's true!...Lol....Dont we all know this girls??? Lol

COME ON! We know you are not direct in your words. But if you’ve noticed none of the expressions above is a happy expression. All of them either show that the girl is sad, depressed or just wants to pick a damn fight. Another thing in common is the fact that it portrays us as the ones who cause all those negative feelings in all of you. Girls, I’m sorry for being rude but I have to say this:

GROW UP!!!

You call yourself the most mature ones among all and yet you can come up with such negative points which are immature, silly and most definitely, dysfunctional. Even worse, you add the sentence below requesting a message like that to be forwarded to other boys so they will be able to “learn” how to understand you all. Back to the question of, “Have you ever tried to understand us?” We have feelings too. Every time we see this, it makes us feel as if we have not been able to meet your demands or that nothing is ever enough for you all. As a guy, I too feel depressed every time I see messages like that. We as guys, are very straight-forward and are unable to see the hidden meaning behind your words. But that’s who we are, what we are and how we are. You demand that we change to understand you all but have you ever change to understand us.

There is no denying the fact that you all are complicated. We ask for you to give us time to understand you completely but even that grace isn’t granted for us. A relationship is built on two forces not one and here I see with disgust the guide which shows such dysfunction among all of you. I mean, do you feel proud, demanding us to repost this to other guys to help “prevent arguments’ pertaining to these words?” If you do, I am utterly disgusted. I thought of you all as a group of first class individuals, able to understand and comprehend with compassion no matter what the situation, but after seeing so many of these, I am convinced otherwise.

What you represent if you are in favour of the 9 words are the following:

YOU HAVE ISSUES. You are so mentally disturbed and twisted that you need to blame us to make yourselves feel better.
YOU ARE SADISTIC. You claim to be compassionate and understanding/ caring but yet, you can come up with words like that to show that you are provocative and sadistic against all men.

Finally, my personal favourite:

YOU ARE A RELATIONSHIP DESTROYER!!!!

DO NOT DENY THIS STATEMENT!!! All guys try their very best to take care of you, fill your hearts desires and to be there for you no matter how difficult the situation is. I quote word number 7 women use, you all can’t even say ‘THANKS’ without taking a jab at our nuts or meaning harm towards us. You blame us for all the relationship problems and arguments but based on those nine words, I can see why break ups are so common. You all use those words so openly as if you want to make things difficult and torturing for us. Like you, we too have breaking points and if you continue to use these words to it’s full potential, mark my words, you will strain the relationship. Is as if you couldn’t be bothered at all about the relationship. You proudly boast that a relationship needs the contribution of two heart and souls but because of this, you proudly boast to be the parasites of a relationship. You contribute nothing at all or more accurately, condemn the relationship with these stupid actions and words. So you think that we are the cause of break-ups? Well at least you can be proud f being the decisive factor.

Finally, if there are girls who still want to stick to your guns on this matter, I have one request for you. Please, NEVER EVER GET INTO A RELATIONSHIP!! Take pity on the poor boy you are about to hurt. We are not donkeys, we are humans. We have feelings too. If you want a relationship to succeed, you will need top contribute too, in a positive sense. Not find 9 stupid words to cause more trouble. Here’s a suggestion: Try finding 9 words to help a relationship, words which show understanding and compassion. If you could just care for the relationship, for the person you love and try your best to avoid creating arguments with these words in the first place, I am sure you will be able to see the good side of the guy you love. To conclude, in my opinion, individuals who use those words, you don’t really care about a relationship nor do you care or love your boyfriend. You just want to make his life a living hell by keeping him on his toes with these words. So as a guy, this is a warning for all who enforce these 9 words: KEEP KNOCKING ON THE DEVIL’S DOOR AND ONE DAY, HE MIGHT JUST ANSWER IT. Do not blame the boy for dumping you. Every human wants to escape from torture just like how you would want to avoid an argument. Come on, it’s the only apt reaction against a sadistic person like you (referring to those who enforce these 9 words)

PS: The most obvious reason (coin me if I’m wrong) to why you see us as horrible individuals is because of all the negative points you see in us. Can I at least be given the grace to remind you this:

Who held your hand on your first date, and kept you warm, when you felt cold?
Who would hug you, throughout the horror movie, to assure you that zombies are not real?
Who carried your heavy bags when you couldn’t even carry yourself?
Who would call you every night, to know that you are safe?
Who would message you every hour to tell you they miss you?
Who would help you get groceries, because you were too tired to go out?
Who would try to cure you, whenever you fell ill?

I would like to apologise if any of my words are hurtful to you all but it’s just my two cents. If you believe that you do not come under the classification of this post, then congratulations, you are a very understanding person. If not, please refer to the picture below:

ACT, BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!!!

My Boy, You Are Now A Man

2011-05-15T17:33:00.001+08:00

Since I’m on semester break, I can’t help but dish out all the old photos in the album to have a look. One thing which caught my eye was a person I use to tease a lot. He used to be ‘bashful Barry’, finding every reason to hide from anyone and everyone whom he is not acquainted to. One picture which caught my eye was this one:

Observe the gentleman to the left.

Yup, today, I’m going to talk about:

MY BABY BROTHER!!!

The photo above was taken in 2007 along Gurney Drive, Penang. My younger brother was plump, bashful and a complete antisocial. He would never mix with anyone he didn’t know. He never participated in any activities be it in school or out of school. Sigh! It was a real heartache to see him like that. I was worried he would be an antisocial for life. Honestly, I took pride in myself back then, being the head of many clubs and societies, sociable and just plain extroverted. My baby brother was the complete opposite of me back then. Physically plump and slightly unfit, I prayed everyday that he would turn out to be the frontier of society. If he had the choice to not be part of something, he would. If he had the choice to not go for an activity, he would. If he had the choice to not meet someone, he would. All in all, he was just one extremely reclusive person.

Fast forward 4 years and my baby brother

The same gentleman in the year 2011

Today, everything I thought my brother would be was proven completely wrong. And this is one time, I am happy to be proven wrong. Today, my baby brother is one of the most influential persons in his school and also well known in many other schools. Heh! Heh! It even feel strange calling him my baby brother. Today, he is the head of more clubs and societies than I had ever dreamed of. He has participated in more competitions that I did in my high school life. He knows more people than me (especially MORE GIRLS THAN ME!! =_=”). He still maintains the I’m cold and cool face but with superimposed effects. I mean, he makes it his signature, his sarcasm, his style, his life. Not to mention, from being a self concerned person, he actually places everyone else before him, behaving like a kind Samaritan, a blue blood working class hero and a debonair gentlemen. Physically, he is more well built and stronger than me by at least 10 folds, not to mention good looking too.

Supposedly, sibling rivalry would occur. If you are thinking of that then nuts to you. I may be a grumpy old grouch but I ain’t the jealous or vengeful type (unless of course he screws up my car. Kidding^^). It is a very proud moment for me to see him leading so many of his peers, socialising actively and even, participating in a brutal game of football. All in all, the bashful baby brother I knew 4 years ago is no longer the same person. He has changed for the better and change for better he has. It just brings a tear of joy to see him so happy, jovial and determined to succeed as opposed to his old, “I DON’T REALLY CARE ABOUT LIFE AND ALL!” style.

He is no longer afraid of anyone or anything, being able to take the world by the horns, corner it and then tame it. His studies is way off the charts, beating me at every field and it is a wonderful sight to see. I bellow a great laugh to see him so determined and passionate about his goal in life. He has put me out of my misery (NOT THE ONE INVOLVING DEATH YEAH!!). My misery of uncertainty and worry, of what he’ll become in the future. Will he ever be sociable? Will he succeed? Will he get a girlfriend? (optional my dear boy). All these questions are now buried in time and will forever be. Because he has become everything I had expected him to become and even beyond that.

“My dear boy, you have indeed made me proud. I am glad you have proven me wrong. You have indeed impressed mummy, daddy and me as well as all your peers. From zero to hero, just like that. Continue your passion, determination and courage to achieve your goals and I can assure you, the sky’s the limit. As your elder brother, you have my blessings in everything you intend to pursue EXCEPT smoking, drugs, alcohol, and ESPECIALLY A DAMN MOTORCYCLE.

All the best in everything you do, baby bro. No matter what happens, no matter where I am, know that I’ll always be there for you no matter what. Take care. LOVE YOU TO THE MAX, BIG GUY^^”

The God of Thunder

2011-05-14T03:14:00.001+08:00

Fellow readers, a movie which I would recommend all of you to watch is this:

Went to Mid Valley Megamall on the 6th of may 2011 (Friday) with the intention to watch Fast Five. Left INTI at about 4.30pm and arrived at 5.30pm. Waited in line to buy the ticket for about 35 minutes. Yes, I didn’t manage to make prior reservations so guess what, it was all sold out (next time, I’m getting the damn Eon Card). Anyway, I was stuck with no idea of what to watch. Catherine was by my side and she saw the hatred glow of anger in my eyes. Asking if Thor was ok with her, she agreed. Best part about it was she insisted on paying for the tickets as an early birthday present for me^^

In total, we spend RM 26 on the tickets only, FOR 2 PEOPLE!! (things are really getting more expensive)

I felt ashamed at myself. I was a person who could never lose. No matter what the challenge was, I was willing to push myself to insurmountable limits in order to achieve the greatest of challenges. Not even when my health was on the line, will I surrender. So, not getting Fast Five tickets didn’t really make my day. In fact:

I WAS JUST PLAIN DISAPPOINTED!!!

We went for dinner before I realised that she was a bit gloomy. She was concerned that one day, my anger, hatred and ‘never losing’ attitude might engulfed me. I was so worried that I had caused her to live in fear because of this. My attitude does not engulf me or make me obsessed, it just makes me want to achieve higher. After comforting her, we went in for the movie. Expecting something horrible and boring, I slouched a bit but when the movie began, I just sat back up.

Everything about the movie was not what I expected. It was seriously epic and awesome at the same time. The storyline was very educational and meaningful (sorry for those who expected to see a man with an oversized hammer beating everyone up, but there are still some violence involved). Besides, the animation as well as the music were inspirational and well played out in accordance to the film. It was definitely well worth the money and the moral of the story hit me like a tonne of bricks. For one of the only times I have watched a movie and actually learned a lesson from the movie.

As an extremely amateur critic, it’s not every time that I write reviews for movies. I won’t write about movies that I find not worth the money or time at all but Thor is definitely a movie which eliminates all negative points. All in all, it combines the elements of humour, action and relationship in the entire movie itself. So, if you are free and have the money, you might just want to consider watching: THOR!!!

WARNING FOR POSSIBLE SPOILERS!!!

What I had learnt from this movie is that a superimposed ego will get me nowhere. If I am able to bring myself down a few notches and learn to accept that I cannot win everything, then I will be able to become a person true to himself and at the same time, a person who will be able to be gentle and beneficial to society. So seriously, watch it and you’d understand.

The Tale of Three Boys and a Hill

2011-05-12T23:09:00.000+08:00

Well, firstly, what I am going to say is not much of an epic plan but more practically a symbolic event. But before heading in that direction, let’s head towards the direction of how it all began.

As you all probably know, my brother, Loo Lip Yong is flying off to America in about 2 months time. Yes, a big congratulations to him for being admitted into Wisconsin-Madison to pursue his dreams of becoming ‘The Wall Street Builder’.

The soon to be, ‘Wall Street Builder’

Well, I was heading back to Ipoh on the 10th of May 2011. And Lip Yong’s exam would only finish on the 9th. Yeah, this would be his last semester in INTI International University and before I leave for semester break, it was logical to go out with a bang. So, the suggestion for a hiking expedition was chosen.

Location: Broga Hill, Kampung Broga, Negeri Sembilan
Time: 5.00 am
Date: 10th May 2011

Met up at 5 am as agreed at Block C. Sad to say, I was the one who was late because I had to look for some protection. Basically, we were climbing a very tall hill, in the middle of nowhere, to watch the sunrise. Words from others was it could get dangerous if the sun isn’t up yet and God knows what or who lurks in the darkness. So, I had to take my trusty butterfly knife along (better to be safe than sorry)Problem is, it isn’t that big and it was hell to find. Finally, I found her in my baby’s glove compartment.

We took Alex’s Myvi and depended heavily on Lip Yong’s trusty GPS. After about 45 minutes of driving and ‘tongsat lou’ (getting lost), we arrived at the small village of Broga. Well, by the time we had arrived, the place was still surrounded by darkness. It took us quite a while and some questioning of a few locals before finally reaching the base of the hill. There was really something strange about the village. An aura unique and yet frightening at the same time. It will be much later before we discover the strange eeriness which was haunting my spine. So, we reached the base of the hill at precisely 6.10 am which was already shrouded with about 20 cars. Odd thing was, it was already dawn but everything was pitch black. I mean, we literally were shrouded in darkness. Should have listened to Alex (who has been up this mountain before) about bringing a flashlight along. Luckily, the camera flashes on the phones could be switched on.

We threaded through a oil palm estate with no heading but the incline of the hill as a guide. Along the way, we pushed through hedges along dirt tracks. As we ascended the first quarter, we walked along ridge sides, enough for only a person, with a rope separating the hiker from a 250 feet plunge. From there, things only got worse. The dirt trail became so inclined, that without proper footwear, one would be guaranteed a slip and a slide and a long roll back down the hill. It’s not a deadly roll but it’s definitely bruise you. Footholds dug in previously made it somewhat safer but a lot more tiresome as it seemed that they would consume your entire leg as you use them. At this point, I was beginning to feel a sense of regret going up this hill. Lugging nearly 90kg worth of body weight up the hill was no easy feat and I kept falling behind. Feeling the sense of surrender, I thought of dropping behind and let Alex and Lip Yong go on first. Instead of complying, Alex went on to clear a easy path while Lip Yong stayed alongside me to give me the boost I needed and to ensure I didn’t get left behind. I was really touched deep down. They were really, my two brothers. We pushed on, and with every amount of strength we had, we could see the summit. Overjoyed, I yelled out:

“WE MADE IT!!!!”

At that moment, Alex pointed out that we were only almost reaching the first summit. =_=”

Seeing that I needed a breather, we all decided to take a break. The view from that point was awe-inspiring. The lights from the village down below as well as the cities of Semenyih, Bangi and Kajang were all visible from where we stood. It spanned as far as the eye could see or probably as far as the mist of day appeared.

Photo was taken at 6.30 am. I think it’s Alex and me. 3 quarter way through to Summit No.1. Was a 20 minute climb from base to get to this point.

Just before we reached Summit No. 1. Time showed 6.35 am. Gives you an idea of how dark it was when we started climbing.

With the first summit in sight and a near 75 degree incline, we took our chance and scrambled up the hill, nearly slipping but with the spirit of friendship as well as our determination, we reached Summit No. 1 at precisely 6.44 am. And lo and behold, it was a sight that was worth the effort. By then, the rays of day had peeked slightly through the clouds which lay overhead, illuminating the great view all around. It was worth every ounce of our sweat and effort.

The view from Summit No. 1 of Broga Hill.

Lip Yong and the lalang encounter. Must be reminiscing about Bagan Lalang beach^^

The lights from Semenyih illuminate the background. The smile on my face showing victory.

Admiring the splendorous view which lay all around. Lights of Broga Village in the background.

Two brothers with a self satisfied smile across their faces

“Look, Alex. That’s Broga Village and there is a highway peeking through those mountains”

Looks like something from “The Lion King”

I AM THE RULER OF THESE REALMS!!!

With that, we decided to look over the northeast face of the hill. We saw Summit No. 2 barely 200 meters away. It spanned even higher than Summit No. 1 and with some encouragement from Alex, we decided to take caution to the wind and head towards in before the sun peeked through the clouds even more. With a daring dash, we scrambled with all our might, up the side of the mountain where after another 10 minutes, we reached the top of Summit No. 2. By now, all our energy was nearly drained out (either that or it was just me) but with a sigh of relief, we have reached a lookout point with an even more splendorous view.

Alex admiring the view dangerously from Summit No. 2

Me breathing the fresh air, Lip Yong snapping a photo and….who’s that in the middle?

Lip Yong striking a pose with Summit No. 3 in the background

On phone: “You have no idea where I am right now. Seriously, it’s just awesome….and you have really good reception up here”

Brothers 4 Life!!

Summit No. 2 was not as crowded as the first but it eventually attracted the attention of some of the hikers on Summit No. 1. All in all, you can see that there are rocks on the summit, all wonderful creations of God. We went photo berserk with the cameras so here are some photos to commemorate the epic and awesome hill climb from the base to Summit No. 1 and finally Summit No. 2. There was still Summit No. 3 but I think we were too tired to climb up to that level (once again, I think it’s just me who was tired)

The Wall Street Builder strikes his pose

Alex being the champion photographer

Love you guys to the max

INTI is now in BROGA!!

Do not disturb, meditation in progress

The wind in my hair, I look back and wonder, “I had always loved you, but it was hard for you to notice me. I can understand. It was not your wish and I am sorry I forced it on you. Now you speak to me. Silent but full of thought. You now express your feelings and I thank you for that.”

Junior and Senior are reunited once again^^

Towering giants of industry and supremacy

Dearest Alex with his ever changing facial expression

Check out the size of muscles they are packing

Posing with the southwest section of Summit No. 2

The heroes who have managed to conquer Summit No. 3

By the way, from the top of Summit No. 2, we were also able to see one of the most prestigious campuses for higher education in Malaysia:

University of Nottingham as viewed from Summit No. 2

In addition to that, no photo-shoot can be completed without the customary “leaping shot”. Hence, in keeping up with the tradition set by the counterparts of our generation, these shots are most important.

Aren’t these the shots that most students of our age group tend to do?

Well at about 8.15 am, we made our descent from the summit. It was getting late so what do you expect? Heh! Heh! Well then, we headed towards the village of Broga for a little morning chow. With reference to what I have said earlier, here’s what we found out about the village seeing that the sun has brighten up the area.

It’s a small village with a population of about a few hundred. The community is made up of mostly Chinese and Indians but no Malays were seen. The food is of abundance and they are cooked the traditional way, which leads me to the mystery. The age gap between the residents were great. Either they are senior citizens or they are very young school going children. It just leads one to realise the reality.

“When the young ones reach the age of maturity, they will spread their wings and fly, leaving behind their nest and their aging parents, in pursuit of new conquests. Eventually, when they have made their fortune, they return to care for their parents as their parents have cared for them. Some return with that goal, others leave their aging parents to a condemned fate. At long last, it’s places like Broga Village which end up as a senior citizens final sanctuary where they will spend their final years.”

A fate which cannot be chosen but it’s just a fruit for thought. Now, back to Lip Yong and the reason for the tiring and probably suicidal hill climb.

WHAT DOES WATCHING THE SUNRISE SYMBOLISE?

The sunrise symbolises the beginning of the day. I here rounds and rounds of farewell events for Lip Yong. Which, with all due respect, makes me want to shout:

IT IS NOT A FAREWELL!! MY BROTHER IS NOT DYING!! HE IS GOING OFF TO A NEW BEGINNING!!

The sunrise marks a brand new start for Lip Yong. May his ventures to the land of opportunities lead him to greater successes. We are not saying goodbye to him forever as we are going to see him again. I understood the term ‘I AM NOT DYING!!’ So, this hill climb is to symbolise the term ‘I AM ALIVE!!” The view of sunrise shows it’s blessings upon the inhabitants on the earth providing us with an undying source of energy, lights and warmth. It blesse those looking for a new start which is what Lip Yong is going through.

There is a term that time flies very fast and i am definite we will see Lip Yong again in a blink of an eye, clutching the key to success in his hand and the keys to WALL STREET!!! Wishing him never ending prosperity and constant blessing from God.

Til’ next time, adieu^^

A Woman to Love, Cherish and Care Forever

2011-05-08T19:24:00.001+08:00

The photo albums lay abundantly placed, like memory cards, storing all the memories no longer remembered by the humanly defected brain. Some photographs remind me of times not to long ago, and some even remind me of a time that my brain was not even developed to remember. I flipped through, examining each one of those photos with great detail. Pages after pages I flipped, and a chronological order of the timeline showing this woman holding two little baby boys, each barely a pound heavy to a the time the two boys became men all played out.

“My oh my, whoever these two kids are, they must be really lucky to be cherished, loved and cared for by this woman,” I thought. “Oh, you have no idea how true that statement is.”

It seemed like every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day, this woman would be there for these two boys. The love this woman gave the boys were immense, insurmountable even by the power of the universe. A force of love so great that no one, not even the force of the entire world will be able to break it. Her sacrifice, dedication and effort will never be able to be repaid. No matter an eternity, nor alpha and omega. A debt which will never be paid, but a legacy which will be carried on, through the generations to come.

There were many moments leading up to now which I remember so vividly now. I close my eyes and reminisce, with tears in my eyes, of all the greatest moments I have shared with this great woman.

When I was 2, you brought my competitor into this world. I had to share everything I had with him. I was so miserable of his existence with him receiving more attention than me that every ounce of hatred coursed through my veins. From throwing a book at his head, to pushing him down, to taking away his toys, as long as he was sad, I was happy. It’s hard to believe that someone so young could be such a sadist. Eventually, I got to love my competitor. A strong sense of affection and bond grew and it became an unbreakable bond. All I know is, I now call him brother. I remember my first feeling of pain when I was 4. You had just driven the Volvo in and the exhaust pipe looked so interesting, I grabbed it and pulled and instantly, by skin burnt. You ran out of the house only to see me crying. How amazing it was that you used so much Colgate on my hand to soothe the pain. From then on, I always thought you were a magician.

When I was 5, you sent me to Tenby International School. It was the “best” and “most expensive” school in Ipoh. This was the earliest stages of exposure to people which I can remember. I had my first “crush” here. I remembered being a such a horrible cry baby that the pre-school teacher had to ask you to take me home. You patiently taught me momentary separation. You made me feel that even though you were not physically there for me, your strength and love would always be there inside me. For the year ahead, I soon adapted to being away from home. You taught me diligence, passion and dedication towards my studies. I may not be the best student in class but I did score the better half. Without you, I would not have been able to achieve that level. Throughout kindergarten, you taught be about my first “crush.” It was quite interesting, but it seemed I was a bit more attached to my guy friends. I remembered how happy I was when you attended my final year school recital. As I look back, I felt quite embarrassed to dress up like a Spice Boy. Those were tremendous learning years in which you have bestowed upon me.

When I was 7, I entered primary school. I still hadn’t given up my cry-baby characteristics. I was afraid of all those with power, greater than me, teachers and adults especially. I was a really shy boy but you taught me how to be sociable. I was bullied really badly in my primary school year, coming back home, covered in mud or with a torn shirt. You would sit down and wash the wounds on my body and in my heart. You would wipe away my tears and lick my wounds. But you taught me that I cannot keep running away from difficulties. You taught me to use my head, to steer away from fights and to focus on my priorities. Every time I fell sick, you would spend countless sleepless nights making sure my body temperature does not escalate. As I slept soundly, you stood steadfast waiting for the day I healed. I remembered being bullied by parents too and you would be so fired up that you wanted to rip that parent into pieces. Luckily you didn’t because bums like that are not worth getting angry over.

When I was 13, I entered high school. By then, your training of how to be independent really took place. When all other students had their parents enrolling them, I was one of the only ones who could do it on my own. I was no longer afraid to face adults or anyone of superior power. However, I still held on to the nice guy attitude which you had always taught me. Once again, I was bullied in high school. It did harm me emotionally though, but you would always sit down with me to listen to all my problems. You never sent me for martial arts training but you had always taught me to use my head and think of a solution. By the time I was 15, I was already towering at 6 feet. I had the tem gentle giant all the way until a punk crossed the line. You had always taught me to stand up for what was right. I felt sad that you worried that I will always be bullied. I wanted your worries to end. I remembered this punk, barely 5 feet 7 inches spitting at my shoe and my face. I came home that day, with a smile on my face, knuckles on both hands bruised and bleeding. I told you that it was mosquito bites. But I guess you didn’t believe it. You taught me that violence was never the answer. I learnt regret that day. I’m sorry.

When I was 18, my SPM results were not perfect. It’s true, I was a true Che Guevara back in my high school years. The saddest day came when you sent me off to college. I was afraid. I was 200 miles away from home and for the first time, you were not there with me. I remembered what you taught me 13 years ago. Though you were not physically there, your strength and presence will always be inside me. Using that, I pushed myself through college life. I promised you that I will succeed in college. You called me up every night to check whether I’m fine or not. The answer would be the same. Though there are times I was down but I tried my best not to tell you, I never wanted you to worry. Bur somehow or rather, you always knew when I was sad and with every phone call, you would always leave me an inspirational parting message to keep me going.

When I was 19, I saw you happily attending a college function since my enrolment. My graduation from Foundation must have been an eventful moment for you. I had promised you I will succeed. With 2 Dean’s List honours, I dedicate to you for it was not my effort which got me that, but the hope, trust, love and faith you had given me. Without your constant care and advice, I would never have made it this far. That I am really sure of.

As I open my eyes, this woman has been there since my birth and will be to the day I stand on top of the pillar of society. She will continue to drive me forward. There are times when I take her for granted and times when I get angry at the pressure she has placed upon me. At the end of it, this woman has done everything for me, not for her. I regret sometimes at my immature actions. I wish I can turn back time and take back those hurtful words I used against her. It’s so hard to understand. No matter how much I get angry, she will never pass on judgement or hate towards me. She will always love me and care for me, nurturing me, like it was her lifelong mission.

This woman so great, there is nothing greater which surpasses her. A woman so great, we only have one of them. A woman so great, we call her:

MUM!!!

Happy Mother’s Day, mummy. Thank you ever so much for everything which you have done for me. I love you so much and I always will^^

The Tale of Pompous Eating

2011-04-19T12:55:00.001+08:00

Thursday, 14th April 2011 marked a day of food epic-ness. The day my closest buddies and I went to:

‘JOGOYA’

(http://www.jogoyarestaurants.com/)

Promoting Jogoya? By all means^^

Located directly opposite this behemoth of a shopping mall. Go through J.W. Marriott hotel to get there.

It is a Japanese fusion restaurant, established in 2006 which serves up…well…anything that you could think of. I mean, come on, the restaurant alone covers up an area of about 30,000 square feet. That’s slightly smaller or about the size of a football pitch. The cuisine from the main quarters are present for consumption, namely: Japanese, Chinese, Thai, Western, Malay, Teppanyaki and many more. And guess what. So what is the main theme for this restaurant?

5 words dear readers:

ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET!!!

Well isn’t that strange. All you can eat with the best food available. The question now is, why do frugal people like myself actually go for something like that. It’s bound to be pricey and I am a class one Ipoh-Cheapo. So, what’s the catch? Hmm…. Well, it’s this:

That’s right, the Ipoh-Cheapo would never go for anything without a sale, discount or an offer. The price is about RM98 but since it’s for 2 people, we divided it in half making it about RM 50. Mind you, it may seem a lot to pay but it was well worth the money. I mean, come to think of it, it was damn hell worth it. Why do I say so? Have a look at this:

King Crab (for Jogoya members only but who cares, everyone is a member right?)

Honestly, when I checked out the place, I couldn’t believe what the website said was true. They had everything and by everything, I mean EVERYTHING!!! It was impossible to complete the entire line-up of food even if we were to consume minute quantities of all of them. To prove my point, I have compiled a list of food consumed by all of us

The total death toll of food are as follows:

10 huge oysters
15 Tiger Prawns
500 grams of squid
38 assorted shellfishes
14 giant clams
2 pieces of mackerel
2 pieces of codfish
8 cheese baked potatoes
46 assorted sushi pieces
50 grams of abalone
150 grams of crab
40 grams of salmon
4 cream soufflé
16 plates of assorted dim sum
12 bowls of Hagen–Daz ice cream
8 bowls of herbal soup
10 sticks of marshmallow & chocolate
12 pieces of friend prawn dumplings
5 giant clams
8 assorted types of drinks

All in all, it is clearly visible that there was an insurmountable amount of binging involved during the feast. And the list above was about only half of what was present for consumption. For the first time ever, I entered hyper-kiasu mode (mode which sees me tanking up on all the unique food). The main deal however was not about the delicious assortment of food available but more accurately, it was who was eating along. To be surrounded with your closest friends gave an even warmer atmosphere to the meal (because everyone had steamy breath…XD). It’s just so awesome to have your closest brothers and sisters eating at the same table. Anyway, it was a fun filled night filled with lots of talking, eating, drinking, more talking, even more eating and so on.

At the end of it all, I realised I was pregnant. I couldn’t even button up my pants. Seriously, my waistline really expanded by nearly an inch. So, we went straight back to INTI in Alex’s trusty car. Poor car had to strain to carry so many people inside. By the time we got back, everyone just felt like dropping down and sleeping.

It was really an enjoyable day with the most enjoyable friends ever. Love ya’ll. Take care.

Me Familia. Love ya’ll to the max

The Road to Obesity

Preparing to eat. But before we do, a little photo

This shot is called enjoying life

A pot of seafood.

AHA! A slice of delicious fish. Who could ever resist? Ha! Ha!

Two brothers who have seen it all and done it all since high school^^

Su Ann and Lip Yong. Su Ann looks unique with short hair

Two girls with contrasting personalities but are absolutely sisters

Got busybody bystander in the background. Potong steam.

Emo-ness in light^^

The Wall Street Builder

Live Curious

2011-03-02T15:40:00.001+08:00

This may be at least half a year old but somehow or rather, it has a really meaningful message behind it. The first time I saw this was when Dr. Sia talked about it at the recent Youth Empowerment Camp. That was when I realised it was actually a National Geographic advertisement and everyone know NatGeo is famous for developing the most knowledgeable and inspiring promotional videos for their programme.

This, I have to say is one of the most inspiring. Imagine tackling the most important aspect of humans but yet the most unnoticeable aspect: The Magnificent Human Mind.

We humans have always been the most intelligent life forms on planet Earth and our achievements are not something to be sneered at either. All of that comes from the 5 wives and 1 husband all humans have: What? Where? When? Why? Who? How?

It is the curiosity of humans which have boosted the human species to the point of supremacy, able to conquer anything as long as we are determined to do so. From the deepest oceans to the highest mountains, to innovating life and exploring the final frontier. All of the great moments achieved by man is a result of wanting to know more, wanting to explore deeper, move faster and go further than any living organism has gone before.

Now, without further ado, allow me to present the ‘If’ anthem, NatGeo’s way of celebrating human being’s persistence to wanting to learn more:

All copyrights to this video is reserved by National Geographic 2010. The writer of this blog is only sharing the inspiration.

If you are, you breathe.
If you breathe, you talk.
If you talk, you ask.
If you ask you think.
If you think, you search.
If you search, you experience.
If you experience, you learn.
If you learn, you grow.
If you grow, you wish.
If you wish, you find.
If you find, you doubt.
If you doubt, you question.
If you question, you understand
If you understand, you know.
If you know, you want to know more.
If you want to know more, you are alive

I hope this video has been able inspire you to achieve greater heights and to push yourself beyond your limits to be better and better. With that said, I wish you, my dear readers, all the best in all of your future undertakings and challenges. Godspeed

Confucius - The Final Chapter

2011-02-27T01:11:00.003+08:00

It has been just more than a year since the Confucius family was established by not one person but the effort of everyone who formed this great family. OLE January 2010 marked its birth and so far, I can proudly say that it IS the longest standing group from OLE January 2010. As long as it may seem, the memories stay vivid in my head.

Me and Foo Shi Hao were never from this group. I remembered Shi Hao so well. I couldn't pronounce his name so he asked me to call him Foo only and that name stuck to him ever since. I was the first to be imported over by Dr. Sia but I remembered dragging Foo along into that group. I have always been thankful for Dr. Sia for making that move. When we went over, my oh my, what a handsome and beautiful looking group it was. Our great facilitators were Qin Le and Jonathan Teh, 2 names I would remember forever. Though not personally attached to Qin Le, I can safely say that everyone would remember Jonathan Teh.

Jonathan Teh was a boy of many words. Was the main reason why Confucius existed in the first place. My close advisor and brother. Has many experiences which was passed on down to me. I will always be thankful to God for letting our paths cross. A boy who will come once in an eternity, filled with battle scars but will never show them. He was the one who would hold everyone together and the one who would help me fall in love and to keep my relationship strong. I will forever be indebted to Jonathan. But it's a debt I am happy to bear.

As an imported material to the group, I couldn't believe that would be the "all looks no potential" leader. Now, on to the great members who formed up this family.

Chiow Hung: The quiet girl who would only talk to those she felt like talking to (preferably girls). Has the "you owe me a lot of money" look. Would later be my girlfriend. Shocking eh?

Wan Yee: Originally thought as ONE Yee. The sociable one. Chiow Hung talks to her. Never a dull moment with her on the team. Has a lot of amazing stories about her life. Chines orchestra maestro.

Carmen Lee: The other quiet one. Not many memories of her. Originally thought to be my girlfriend.

Clementine Lau: Called her Valentine once. Very very sociable. Friendly, sweet and caring. Something like a mother to the group. Communicates very well and shows concern for everyone.

Reagan Gan: Thought his name was Wigan. Very friendly and socaible. Also a Chinese Orchestra maestro. Will be remembered dearly for his quirkiness and talent in making everyone laugh.

Thien: Our brother from across the sea (Sabah/ Sarawak). Signature glasses which were very awesome looking. Quiet and speaks when necessary. Badminton professional.

Yao Hsiang: My banana brother. Referred to as ‘Bakerboy Wong’. The Kobe Bryant of the family or Yao Ming. Has a strong passion for cars and friendly in socialising though not being able to speak Mandarin.

Shi Hao: My first friend and brother made through OLE. Referred to as Foo. Refers to me as King Kong. Knows how to make everyone laugh. Quite sociable and also a badminton professional. Quirky, friendly and an awesome pair with Reagan. Currently in another institute.

Karthik: Our Indian or Punjabi brother. Quiet and friendly in a way, he was always a keen tennis player. Left for another institute already. Not much known of him.

Nicholas: Very friendly and sociable friend. Left for Taylor’s very early. Not much known about him also.

William: Not really acquainted to him. First to leave the family after OLE!

If I forgot anyone, forgive me, my memory can only serve that far.

From there, the family grew bigger. As in REALLY REALLY BIG! New additions were:

Carmen Hong: Fellow Ipoh girl. Very sociable and nice. Has a cute voice. AUP student and Chiow Hung's roommate. Awesome coincidence eh?

Ching Peng: Clementine's younger sister. Communist party leader (joking ar). Mature in thinking and actions. Very sociable, caring and concern over everyone.

Lip Yong: Economics expert from Teluk Intan. Has a Bumblebee Kancil which is now a large Benz. Sociable and friendly with quirky jokes. Never sad, always happy so there's never a dull moment with him. Will always go for dinner together. Leaving for America soon. Will be dearly missed. Photoshop expert and a voyager who discovers for new places and new food outlets.

Alex Lam: Lip Yong's junior. Super hyperactive and happy. Very friendly and sociable guy with cute and hilarious antics. Might get out of hand some times but that is what makes him unique. Also a photoshop expert. First one with a car and now drives a Myvi. Is a very curious person about business and shares. Will learn a lot because of curiousity.

Chuen Shien: Known as Yeoh. Not really attached but does hang out sometimes. Is a very bust Stact club committee member. Very loyal and helpful to me. Without him, F' Night wouldn't have happened.

Yew Meng: Good friend of, Yeoh. Good sense of humour but is usually very quiet.

Etara: Love consultant of sorts. King of parkour and sound system master. A good listener who shows a lot concern over everyone. A expert on Thai culture.

Viknesh: We all call him Viki. The super funny man of the entire group. If you can't laugh because of him, then you're either dull or you're Simon Cowell. He will always know how to cheer you up with his signature, friendly fire on funny sounds. A friend you would always want to have as he will be concerned everytime.

Steffi Caroline: MUMMY!! Very kind, gentle and friendly. Shows a lot of concern and has a lot of advise to help keep one moving forward.

I will always remember how Jonathan advised me on the conduct of being a leader of the group. Assertiveness was a priority but never autocracy. My biggest challenge was getting Carmen Lee and Chiow Hung to socialise. It was as difficult as pulling down a tree. True, there are some rough spots in through the entire OLE process but it was the finer and happier memories that I'll always remember.

“Relationships are made in OLE” Those were the words that Jonathan told me. I didn’t know he meant it literally. After chasing the girl I had developed feeling for for a month, she finally noticed me and accepted. Mind you, the road to having a relationship and loving a person is a long, painful but well worth journey.

Eating out was the hardest because it was difficult to find a table large enough to accommodate everyone. I will always remember the amount of table we needed to combine together and the larger amount of chatter and discussion which would occur while waiting for the food to arrive (most effective at Bondi because the food would always come very late). I remember how we would eat until 9 pm, about an hour and a half after we started our dinner. It didn’t matter how long we would spend eating. What mattered was that we all had a great time.

Remember the times when we had barbecues? Goodness gracious, how last minute they were and though there were always have problems, the overall outcome was fun. The first barbecue event was Wan Yee's birthday if I'm not mistaken. Jonathan was seriously a good planner. Yao Hsiang was our transporter with his reliable Kancil, going here and there to get the supplies. I remembered how everyone contributed to the event. Balloon blowing and tying. Food preparation and my personal favourite, the cake. By the time the birthday girl arrived to blow out the candles, well, the candles were part of the cake. Next time, please walk faster. Ha! Ha!

I will also remember all the other birthdays that followed. From celebrating Carmen Hong's birthday through her room window, to the August babies barbecue. All these little events were part of what made the Confucius family who we were. I will always remember my birthday being the most memorable. Imagine celebrating a birthday in a karaoke lounge with spaghetti. It was so unique that it will be one of the best birthdays I will ever had. Many may think why not a barbecue or something big. Well, to me, it's the smallest event but with the biggest thoughts that count. And I will always remember all my brothers and sisters who planned it.

Remember the cybercafe? The favourite hang out for the the guys who just want to shoot zombies or just race with one another. Also noted is the sofa set in the cybercafe which was prized by couples especially 2 of them in the family (ahem! ahem!). That was the first time we laughed at Viki's friendly fire on and exposed ourselves to super loud barbaric DOTA gamers. Some of us joined the screaming session too due to the excitement of the game. Not going to say who though. Skilpool was a place I would also remember as it was there where Jonathan taught me how to play pool. Took a while to learn but hey, at least I now know how to hold a pool cue.....I think.

The pool party on January 20th, 2010 was one of the most controversial moments. The girl I loved never noticed me and I was ready to just forget about it and move on. The girl was quiet and would not look at me except with the "You owe me money look." If it weren't for Jonathan, I would probably still be single today. That was the first day I found out about her true feelings. The happy side of the pool party also involved getting everyone to get into the pool with their clothes on. That included the girls who after much "persuasion", decided to join in the festivities. It was a joyous occasion which will always remind me of the moment I understood what sacrifice, love and care really was.

Going to MidValley was also a great experience. Hanging out and catching movies. That was a really good way to release stress. Remember the chocolate exhibition for those who went? For those who spent money on expensive chocolates for someone you love, kudos. For those who overspent, so sorry to hear that. Remember the bowling session. Yao Hsiang and I will always be the best bowlers. Ha! Ha! Such arrogance must be dealt with severely. All in all, it was the moment spent chatting, eating, hanging out and also the train ride to and fro which gave me a new perspective of things. Sceneries and experiences I have never witnessed before. Later, there were also times which we would go to Times Square in a white colour Myvi with a WTF license plate, driven by a person who is so safe on the road, my beard grew an inch longer by the time we got to the destination.

Every weekend also marked a time when we would go swimming. Most of the time, it turned out to be a talking session rather than a swimming one. It didn’t matter how much we swam. What mattered was that we were all there in the pool. It was how many laps our mouths could chat. At the end of the session, it was always customary to set the dinner time which was quite convenient though nobody really swam enough to burn off the right amount of calories.

Remember hanging out at mummy’s house in Desa Palma? Playing cards together and getting mummy to dress up like a ghost to scare the crap out of me. Epic fail though but it was a fun thing. Remember the discussions, chatter and crap we shared with one another.

Sending Jonathan off to America was the saddest moment of all. But it marked a new beginning for him. It was quite sad to reach there too late but the final phone call before he left reminded me that he will be in our hearts forever. I will always remember him as my brother who proved to the world that I have a heart and that I cared and that I could love. I will remember him as my brother who has shown me a new side of life and bestowing upon me new experiences.

There are also numerous other events and moment which would always put a smile across my face. But to list it here would probably put you all to sleep. I just hope we will all get to remember them someday.

The reason I am recapping back all of this events is in hope that you all remember them too. As time passed since the departure of Jonathan, many changes have occurred. You have new obligations and work to do. You meet new friends along the way and maybe you may find them more fun to be around with. It is quite ok to do so. It is ok to do so as everybody needs a bit of flavour in their lives. New tasks and activities and also new people to socialise with. But it hurts my heart that I have failed at my duty to keep the family together.

My task was never to call for dinner and all of that. It was insignificant. I have realised that my task was to remind everyone of the importance of togetherness, of where we came from, of our very first friends. In the fog of it all, I have failed to remind you all of why we should stand together and of all the great adventures we have had rather than just calling for a dinner. The strength of the family is moulded and bonded through thoughts, love and care. Not because of one person’s call for dinner. Anyone in the family can call for a dinner as there is no rule which states that who calls for dinner.

In the quest to uncover the truth, I have stepped back from calling for dinner to see what happens and in the quest to do so, I have lost everything. There is a saying that it takes two hands to clap. If one party contributes and the other doesn’t, there is no use at all. It hurts my heart that the reality is that if one person doesn’t call for dinner everyone else in the family will abandon each other for newer friends who would obviously be more fun to be around with. I am not saying it is wrong to hang out with other people but do remember the roots of the family. Please remember. I know now that no matter how much I ask you all to remember, my cries are futile and meaningless.

I have also received news that some have assumed that the reason why I don’t call for dinner is because I am busy. This just goes to show that nobody knows the characteristics of those in the family. Ask yourself this. No matter how busy I am, no matter what I have to do, I will always make it for dinner; it’ll only be a bit late or rescheduled. So please drop the accusations that because I am busy I don’t call for dinner thus jeopardizing the family connection. I was so heartbroken when I heard that. I may be a person who is hot tempered and emotional but I have never held grudges against anyone especially inside the family. For the past 2 weeks I was so heartbroken. I loved everyone in this family the same and this is what I get in return, a stab into the back.

All I can do now, regrettably, is the move I thought I would never have to make. To step down from the Confucius family. I will never find a replacement for this family and that is why I will usually go for dinner alone. I am happy that you all have found your new group of friends to hang out with. I am happy that you all have underwent happier changes in your life. I am happy that you all were able to let go so easily when a dumb person like me can’t. All I ask is two favours before I officially step down.

1. Please always remember the good memories of this family and love one another at all times. Remember the happy and great moments.

2. To have one last meal with me as a family (date confirmed later) and I promise you an old coot like me will never disturb you all again.

To end this, I have compiled some photos which I hope would remind you all of the happier moments of this family, before we lost everything.

Do you remember?

Official Confucius family picture.

On tour of INTI during OLE January 2010

When INTI-IU was still INTI-UC. How long was that?

OI!!! Wrong toilet!!!

Boys, get your cameras ready!!

How to play a nice relaxing sport of: Snooker? Stand there and look at the colourful balls

Alamanda, Putrajaya!!

Now that’s what I call a pool party

Wan Yee’s Birthday

Where Foo began^^

Remember what these bracelets meant? Please tell me you do

Is this brotherly love?

Or is this more accurate? XD

Shi Hao: Alamak! I’m falling. I’ll pull you all down.

Everyone else: No worries!! Hold on!! You aren’t heavy. You’re our brother.

Brothers 4 Life!!

Precious Moments^^

Hanging out in Mid-Valley

Lip Yong and Alex’s big event

Kudos to Jonathan for finding the cheapest ice-cream in an airport. Tax free I guess^^

Taken with Lipton’s 300mm zoom lens set to paparazzi mode

Poking at expensive airport food. Thanks Jon^^

Putrajaya Trip 2010

Bye-bye Jonathan. Not seen in the picture because he was already on the plane. Jonathan’s mum next to Wan Yee.

Early morning breakfast. Spaghetti eh?

Our version of ‘Smoky Joes’. It’s called ‘Smoky Yong’

Celebrating the August babies

With tears that fill my eyes, I would like to thank all of you, Jonathan, Chiow Hung, Wan Yee, Clementine, Ching Peng, Lip Yong, Alex and the entire Confucius family for showing me what it felt like to have love for a family other than my own. I see you all as my family and for all the great moments you all have contributed, I thank you for it. Thank you for taking care of me and caring for me like I was a part of the family. I may not be the most essential but you all have made me felt great.

I wish you all the best in all your future undertakings as well as your progress in life. It’s ok if you see me as a cruel and gutless human. I will never accuse you all. Take good care of yourselves and each other. I am just so sorry I could not be a better person. I will always pray for your success and health. God bless all of you.

Sincerely,

Thomas Liew

PS: I’m sorry if this long story has bored you.

INTI Scholarships 2010

2011-01-06T23:39:00.001+08:00

This event celebrates the bestowment of scholarships to the lucky recipient’s of prestigious INTI Scholarships. The event fit for kings was attended not only by recipient's from INTI International University but also recipients from INTI International College, Subang.

The event was graced by the attendance of the big guns of INTI. In attendance was CEO of Laureate, Malaysia, Mr. Graham Doxey, President of INTI Education Group, Dr. Anucia, Managing Director of INTI, Mr. Boh, Registrar, Miss Patricia Ong.

Well, I’m at a loss of words here so enjoy some photos I uploaded. Til’ next time.

Massive banner = Massive event = AWSOME FREE FOOD!!

Meet the recipients. Well, some of them.

Me and Santa Claud. YOU ROCK, GIRL!!!

Don’t ask who won.

Happy and proud scholarship recipients and their buddies

YAY!! I’m a head taller.

First amongst equals

One for the album.

The Day We Heard The Orchestra

2011-01-02T22:03:00.001+08:00

In my one year in college, there will always be one thing which I will always remember, “Going to the Orchestra.” By orchestra here, I’m meaning the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra at the Petronas Philharmonic Hall. Yeah, first things first, how does a business student end up at a music hall. Well, to answer that, lets just say that having some influential friends can help you pull some influential strings to achieve some influential tickets to the orchestra (Lip Yong takes Music Appreciation under AUP so he can take friends to watch the orchestra). Man, I love my extreme exaggeration skills. Heh! Heh! Anyway, it was very nice of him to grab me and Catherine along for the orchestra.

I twisted my neck taking this photo. Yes, the Petronas Philharmonic Hall is part of the Twin ‘Jagungs’ Towers.

CHAPTER 1 – TRIUMPH OUT OF ADVERSITY

We managed to go for two of these events which was quite unique. The first of which was on 26th September 2010 on a Sunday. We took the INTI Bus to the Philharmonic Hall. But it was on that day I made a close to fatal but more likely embarrassing experience which will be explained in the following picture:

What is wrong with this shot? Based on the dressing style.

NOTICE WHAT I’M DRESSED IN??

Yeah, I wore a bowtie and a full suit on the wrong day. It’s a known policy that one needs to wear ultra-formal on Saturday night performances. Sunday on the other hand exercises more leniency. This means that rather than dressing like that, a polo T-shirt and slacks would be suffice. Jeez… If I knew, I wouldn’t have dressed like that. Anyway, here’s two photos of the inside of the hall. With some of the nice interior design of the hall.

Just before the interval ended.

That item in the background is actually a massive pipe organ for your information.

The typical impression everyone would give: “Orchestra? Waste of money. Pay so much to be put to sleep by boring songs.”

I can assure you, that impression would be as wrong as it’ll ever get. The music and synchrony is absolutely mind blowing (mind BLASTING according to Kok Hin). The tunes played were so empowering, with the sound of violins, harps, cymbals and the works, all working to achieve a massive crescendo. An overture of dreams and a concerto of empowerment. Honestly, this are one of the few things Malaysia has which is taken for granted by many. If Malaysia had 7 Wonders, this would be one of them. Ticket prices may be steep at some performances depending on whose performing and the number of performers but I can assure you that it’s worth every single cent.

While we were there, we were also given some time to do a little shopping but being that it was Suria KLCC, window shopping would be wiser and more apparent. Well, here are some photos as usual to give you all a clearer view of what happened. As they always say, a picture speaks a thousand words. So, here are some photos to speak thousands of words.

Buddies 4 Life! From left, Lip Yong (Lipton), Kok Hin (Vietcong), Florence (Tiny Little Firecracker), Catherine (My Dear)

The ones who are taking Music Appreciation. Thanks for dragging friends along for the opportunity.

A garden amidst a concrete jungle.

Kok Hin poised to pull down a tree…. Ha! Ha!

Kok Hin: Dey! Don’t stand so close to her. Mine ar.

CHAPTER 2 – ‘PSYCHO’ THE MUSICAL

The second time I went for the Philharmonic Orchestra was on 10th October 2010. Once again, courtesy of Lip Yong. This time, we were given the opportunity to witness a movie screening with the movie soundtracks, courtesy of the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra. The music was really haunting in ways but extremely synchronised to the movie scenes. Later, we were fortunate enough to be able to do some more window shopping as well as a chance to view a really awesome bike show. So, here are some shots we took the second time we went.

Lip Yong and Symone. Don’t they look so sweet together?

Me and my dear. HAH! I’m not dressed so ultra formal this time.

A beautiful outfit on a beautiful girl. NO TOUCH! She’s mine. XD

Trying to be a real good poser.

Up close headshot.

Little Miss Always Happy…XD

Dirt Bike of sorts?

Harley Davidson’s brother from another mother…

Just needed to pose in front of this bike.

The Tale of a Black Ops

2010-12-30T16:53:00.001+08:00

Well, as you all already know my final exams are over. That means one thing: PARTY TIME!!!! Definition of party time.

So, what is a typical guy with no life going to do when he gets home? No, it ain’t calling all your girlfriends out for a drink nor going out to get stoned. Simple fact is that it’s just not in my dictionary to go out and get wild. So, the only thing left for me to do is use the computer…… So,

GAME TIME!!!

Well, being away from home for such a long time meant that my brother had stockpiled a whole new bunch of games in the computer. The most prominent of which is the latest and highly anticipated newcomer of the Call of Duty franchise:

CALL OF DUTY: BLACK OPS!!

The image which has taken the gaming world by storm.

The trailer for this game has been on for quite a long time and honestly, it was quite eye catching. I mean, even the game poster (above) is eye catching. A battle hardened soldier with lots of guns. Kinda reminds me of this:

NO DAMMIT!!! I don’t have a fetish for half naked tough guys (or do I?) It’s just the impression they have on me.

Honestly, I kept hoping for some tough guy with a machine gun turning humans into mince sauce. Yeah, the same kind of hero who shouts, “AHHHHHH!!!!” or, “GET DOWN!!!” accompanied with the sound of reverberating gunfire and everything is topped off with a massive explosion and hundreds of dead bodies scattered everywhere. However, after playing the whole game……wait……I forgot……

WARNING!!! SPOILERS MAY BE CONTAINED WITHIN POST!!! DISCONTINUE READING IF YOU HATE SPOILERS!

OK!! DON’T SAY YOU HAVE NOT BEEN WARNED!!

Anyway, as I was saying, my original impression on the game as compared to what I’ve experienced from it was the total opposite of what I expected. If you’re a person who just loves playing a game with blood, shooting, more blood, more shooting, dismembered body parts and just pure, hardcore violence, stop reading now.

As much as I want to say I hate this game, it was only when I gave it a second round try did I grow a strong sense of affection for this game…. not in the wrong sense though. With respect to the previous Modern Warfare Series, Black Ops also comes with an all awesome storyline being both epic, dramatic and psychotic at the same time.

The storyline for the game this time is set during a war which not many remember. Honestly, everyone is probably going to figure either World War 2 or the continuation of the modern warfare series. However, anyone ever remembered the Cold War. Better yet, anyone know what the Cold War era is? It’s the war encompassing the longest span of warfare the modern world knows lasting from 1947 – 1991, ranging from the Korean War to the Vietnam War, to the Cuban Missile Crisis. And all this is seen through a part soldier, part code breaker, part prisoner and all round killing machine.

Step into the shoes of Alex Mason, one of the best black ops operatives available. Highly trained and highly skilled in all black ops tactics, he and his team of operatives get down and dirty, risking everything to do the job nobody wants to do. The events of which the storyline is based upon involves the assassination of President John Fitzgerald Kennedy, the conspiracies of the CIA and the “almost” outbreak of World War 3. Hence one can be assured with a guarantee of a storyline a la “Inception,” filled with lies, deceit and betrayal.

In addition, a vast majority of the missions are as epic as they’ll ever get. I mean, the first mission itself involves you and the best of the best working together to kill Fidel Castro. I mean come on, how often is it that you get to kill a Cuban dictator in a FPS (first person shooter) game? Other than that, you’ll also get a chance to meet an in-game NPC (non-player characters) who defy the gaming rule of “I’m a nobody!” John F. Kennedy. The game makers went through extreme lengths in replicating the facial details as well as the voice. Seriously:

You have to agree that he looks like JFK right? Come on.

Other than that, the voice of other characters are voiced by a stellar cast of actors such as Ed Harris, Ice Cube and Gary Oldman. So do not be surprised you recognise some voices and there is also some slight resemblances between the NPC’s as well as the people who voice them.

On to the serious bit, the game opens up with you (Alex Mason) being tied up and interrogated by the CIA on a series of events which you have encountered which may be the key to prevent World War 3. So, the storyline is partially accurate to the Cold War sequence only slightly more drastic.

Game creators have made this game in such a way that every mission is a recap through your memory. It allows players undergo flashbacks and play them as if it were at present time. As the story advances, you will unravel strange new discoveries (similar to that of “I’ve been abducted by aliens and they did something to me”). It opens up with the assassination of Castro gone wrong, where you’d be captured and given to the Soviets as a present. You’ll stage a daring escape and go through a whole line of memories as a player to unravel what occurred while you were in captivity as well as uncovering the key to stop judgement day. That’s all I’m revealing so buy the game and uncover the rest.

My comment on it anyway is fairly ok. I love the changes to the weapons which can realistically dismember body parts like Call of Duty: World at War. Though it still shows shotguns tearing people apart limb to limb and AK-47 bullets causing mosquito bites, it’s still a good try by game makers. The weapons are no longer as realistic as the weapons in Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (MW2) but they have newer capabilities such as dual magazines for quicker reloads as well as extended mags/ drum mags for higher ammo capacity. The weapons also include experimental and weapons of the cold war era, many of which have never been experienced or used before by most players. The graphics have been much improved thus requiring a stronger graphic card in order to function. Sound effects are slightly better but I still would recommend the effects from MW2.

On the negative side, a vast majority of the weapons are erroneous as they have not been developed yet as accordance to the year the game was set in. Majority of the prototype weapons were never used in service but incorrectly portrayed in this game as player usable weapons. A vast majority of a map still cannot be discovered as they have used the same, “rat in a maze method” to ease players performance. Certain AI’s can perform crazy moves and behave smarter that in veteran mode, it becomes close to impossible to win without dying as opposed to the previous Call of Duty’s. The cinematic is much longer and may occur in certain missions in between gameplay which is ultimately frustrating especially when you’re in the gaming mood.

As much as I want to elaborate more, I guess I’ve said enough in a way. So before I end, let’s recap the pros and cons.

PROS:

1. Very intricate and precise detail on the graphics.

2. Superb voice contributors with suitable and timely dialogues.

3. Good storyline and action.

CONS:

1. Multiple inaccuracies in timeline and equipment.

2. Annoying cinematic and cut scenes.

3. Same old “rat in a maze” concept.

Finally, if you want my verdict on whether to buy this game, I would say yes, if you are willing to part with your money. However, I’m not going to say it was the Call of Duty of the century because there were certain aspects I was let down on. Still, good effort though and heartiest congratulations to the game makers for the newest instalment to the Call of Duty franchise.

Anyway, here’s a few photos for you to look over to get a view of how the game is:

Awesome camouflage skin on the rifle. Wonderful detail paid to weapons and environment.

Detailed environment. Tempts you to play doesn’t it.

Hmm….Crossbow + Sniper Scope + Unsuspecting Target = Cheeky Fun!!

Yes, you can fly gunships and kill people. DIE PUNY HUMANS!!!!! (loud machine gun fire)

Bandana + Tattoo + Chuck Norris face = Bloody Carnage.

It Ain’t a Battle Warrior. It’s a High Flyer

2010-12-27T00:27:00.001+08:00

It’s been precisely 1 year since I got my good old reliable Nike+/Air. And indeed, they were really battle warriors. Built to withstand any amount of abuse and terrain. In short, they were sport shoes (pardon my exaggeration). Only predicament, I’m a college student. Gone are the days where I brutally ran across a damp field to get somewhere or chasing my friends around.

The battle warriors when I first bought them.

Hence, after one year of wearing them, it’s time to give them a break. No, I’m not throwing them away. I’m still going to treat them the same way but with the rank of veteran shoes.

Anyway, here are the new babies. Not really clear what classification or product line they come under but we’ll just call them Nike Classics:

The ominous and always simple Nike shoebox.

Check them out. Don’t they look beautiful?

Hmmm… 3 things I’ve learn. My feet are quite big. It’s called Sweet Classic SL09 and it’s ‘Made in China’ (name me something that isn’t)

Multiple views of the new High Flyers.

Well, I couldn’t really tell how they are because I’m just wore them once. They are quite comfortable and have eliminated the typical sportsman impression about myself. Now, I’m just well….Thomas without sport shoes. It’s going to take a while before I am able to see the change but other than that, I know that it looks and feels awesome. Or in Business Studies terms, OWNERSHIP UTILITY!!

I’M BACK……AGAIN!!!

2010-12-26T22:32:00.002+08:00

I’m back again. This time, I hope it’s permanent. I know it’s been a while since I last updated my blog and to my ardent readers (let me ‘SS’ a bit), I am desperately sorry because I had been tied down with so many things lately (by lately, I mean 4 months). Here’s what I have been tied down with:

1. A Students Worst Fear

2. A Radio Broadcast Station

3. Youth Empowerment, December 2010

Well, I can’t really think of any other errands but I assure you, there are a lot more errands which bogged me down. It’s either that or the examinations. Whatever the cause, at least I didn’t do this:

Seriously, some people actually do that because of stress. Though I am against it, I wouldn’t call anyone who does this as crazy. Instead, I would just call them unclear of clouded in thoughts.

Anyway, it’s great to be back and I’ll be blogging whenever I have the time, rest assured.

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri

2010-09-12T02:57:00.002+08:00

To all who are celebrating this holy celebration, I would like to wish you all,

ps: sorry for the late response.

For my foreign buddies who are celebrating this blessed global celebration, I scream with pride at the top of my lungs:

“EID MUBARAK!!!”

A Slice of the Past 4

2010-07-24T15:52:00.003+08:00

This photo was the first time I’ve bonded with the renowned Michaelian Debaters’ Club since handing over the reins to the new executive committee. I returned from INTI during the March holidays to help the debate team with their upcoming UTP Debate Competition. This competition is hosted annually by University Teknologi Petronas for a majority of the premier schools In the Perak region. About 30 schools were selected to participate in the event. Among them was St. Michael’s Institution, my alma mater, the pioneer and reigning pride of English Debate in Malaysia.

Basically, the debate team consisted of James William Foong, Kenny Liew and Noel Anthony Mano with reserve speaker Frederick Dylan. I assisted with the logistics as well as the registration of the debate team before and during the day of the event. However, when the day arrived, a grave danger occurred when there were not enough adjudicators present to adjudicate the multiple preliminary debates, all of which occurred simultaneously. Hence, teacher advisor for the Michaelian Debate Club, Mr. A. Thedarajan volunteered me as adjudicator for the prelims as well as the octo, quarter and semi-finals matches all of which would occur on the same day as well.

Well, it was a very tiring as well as exhausting day for me. Honestly, adjudicating consecutively is extremely difficult and one must be aware not to make any errors in adjudicating as any misjudgement would show one is not a good adjudicator. Thankfully, with the amount of training I have received prior to the debate as an adjudicator had paid off with every decision made and deliberated, just and fair.

The photo below shows the debate team, me and Mr. Thedarajan and Kevin/ Kenneth Mano.

Back row: James “Joker” Foong, Noel “Serious” Mano, Kenny “Sarcasm” Liew and Frederick The Head.

Front Row: Kenneth/Kevin “Twin” Mano, Me and Mr. Rajan “The Man”

Mr. Rajan and I.

Snapshots From College

2010-06-12T15:11:00.003+08:00

I’m really sorry that this post had to come in so late. It has already been so many months since I’ve been in college and honestly, it’s been one of the greatest moments in my life so far. A moment of freedom. One of which has brought fond memories as well as nightmares into my life. For once, I’ve actually lived away from home, away from my mothers delicious home cooked food, away from my loving and adoring family members. But its a phase of life one has to go through eventually. Be it now or later (better to be now than never), we all have to undergo this phase of life and embrace it rather than to despise it. For this is the very reason we undergo all this to make ourselves better and more efficient than we can ever imagine.

Now the 6 months I’ve spent as an INTIAN (students/residents of INTI University College) I have realised many things which are extremely important in live. Firstly, one would notice that with great power comes even greater responsibility. To explain this quotation I took from the good old Spiderman movies, imagine being given a great amount of freedom. A freedom whereby there are no parents to tell us what to do, what to eat, when to sleep where to go and where not to go. Interestingly, the toll on me was not as bad as it was on the others as quoted by some who had to learn it the hard way. The first problem when one is given this amount of freedom all of a sudden, especially when we have been under our parents governance for the past 17 years is what to do in our daily schedule.

Usually, the only thing college students would do during their free time besides their studies and assignments is to sleep. Honestly, in college, the first thing one would notice is the lack of sleep. Upon average, I would get only 3 to 5 hours of sleep a day maximum. Sometimes, I would not even sleep at all. This is due to the fact that I am taking 7 subjects over the standard 4 subject requirement meaning I have more subjects, more assignments and more stress than any other students. It is deduced that the amount of stress undertaken by a student of my kind is equivalent to that of a degree level student. And I’m only a first semester, 18 year old student. One can imagine that this would be rather unfair but it’s a choice I have taken on my own. Because the more we learn, the better and more efficient we get.

Besides, the education system is much more in depth and the new marking system takes time to get used to. For example, for half a semester, one is required to memorize at least half a text book as opposed to the trimester system whereby only the core basics need to be addressed. Hence, there’s more to consume at the expense of time. Anyway, the result of a bi-semester system is 14 crazy assignments, 14 presentations, 14 tests and 6 final exam papers. No sweat eh?

Anyway, the semester is finally over and I intend to get some well earned sleep. Til’ my next post, cheerio!!

Meet Confucius Team and beyond.

What is wrong with this shot?

Confucius Family ‘National’ Bowling Team. ^^

First time seeing me smile? Not exactly.

The Confucius family. The closest knit family you’ll ever know.

Did I mention I was an expert pool player? Ha! Ha!

The ambassador of INTI UC?

My ever changing work station.

The Dream Team

Gifts from Mum 1

2010-05-02T14:58:00.001+08:00

There’s a reason why the most perfect humans ever created by God are called mother’s. In college, many amenities from home cannot be brought to college especially cooking utensils. So, my mum took the initiative to get me this:

That’s right people. I can finally bake and and toast the dishes I’ve always wanted for so long. Thanks mum, this thing can really solve my eating problems. Love you ever so much!

JAVOL!!!

Business Studies (Test 2)

2010-04-18T10:02:00.001+08:00

Spent the whole day studying for Business Studies (MGT1 1207) Test 2 today. I say, being confined in my dorm is quite stressful especially when it’s crunch time. But still, I’m just glad that my dorm is actually very comfortable. Anyway, I managed to complete 2 chapters….2 bloody long chapters already. Another 2 to go.

Well, heading for breakfast and then, study fiesta. That’s all for now until my next post.

JAVOL!!!

Rubbing left frontal and sphenoid to reduce pressure. Stupid business theories.

Ok, I think I’ve got it right. So Product Departmentalization basically mans replicating the same workforce for each product. Ceh!

What the heck is centralization and decentralization?

photos courtesy of Jeremy Tan who enjoyed seeing me suffer. ^^

Boredom Enhanced

2010-04-17T12:35:00.001+08:00

This is going to be one of those days. Study break for majority of students taking short semesters. At least 75% of those going on break happen to be my closest buddies. My beloved has went back to her hometown as well as all my brothers and sisters. How fortunate of me to be one of the handful who are taking long semesters. That means when they’re examinations end, mines would have just started. But still, there are its benefits. I get a month long semester break while everyone else gets 2 weeks.

HA! HA! Gives me more time to hang out with my buddies in Ipoh. Hope they all have semester break. Otherwise, my boredom would just drag on for another month. Well, going for breakfast now….I mean, brunch…..I mean lunch (screw breakfast). Tally-ho and

JAVOL!!!

Back And Gone At The Same Time

2010-04-15T11:13:00.001+08:00

Ladies and gentlemen, it’s with great regret that I have not been maintain constant communication with all of you. But I just want you all to know that you are not forgotten. Life in college for me has been really taxing. I’m taking 7 subjects as compared to the standard, 4 subjects per semester.

To those who find the need to hate me or anything, by all means, I welcome you to do so. But by George, if you ever accuse me of forgetting or not caring, please choke on your own vomit. I wish I could relive high school life all over again because in college, you will be deprived of cash, sleep, care and TIME!!! On average, I work at least 19 hours a day leaving me a minimal 5 hours of sleep or sometimes no time to sleep at all.

Believe me, college life is a lot more taxing as compared to high school. So to those who are not yet in college, don’t comment on something you are not sure of. It just shows how idiotic you are. If you are that free, and want a reply, send me an e-mail. I’ll reply it way faster.

Well, that’s all I have to say. Hope to see you all again one day. Take care, all the best and God bless.

JAVOL!!!

New Shoes……GREAT!!!

2010-04-15T10:33:00.002+08:00

In the transition to college, it is a unanimous decision that I need a new pair of shoes (my old pair ‘died-ed’ already). After much salvaging and scouting, I managed to locate the perfect pair. Seriously, it’s been a while since I’ve actually seen a shoe built to match me. It’s a state of the art Nike+ Air, sized 4E. Which is equivalent to a 11 half British and a 12 American.

This shoes were so big when I saw them, my feet actually had space to breath inside of them. Costs about RM399 which was a real steal considering its size. Best part is I go jogging with it and it tells me how much calories I’ve burnt. Not on it’s own of course (neighbour in next room has and Ipod with the connecting device)

That’s all for now. Take care people and God bless.

The two “ships”. Seriously, they’re one of the largest ever made.

Nike +. AWESOME!!!! All I need now is an Ipod thingamajig.

Just another shot. Take note of the wide broadside.

An art piece entitled : BOX!!!

A Holiday Of Fun And Learning

2009-12-27T16:35:00.014+08:00

(sorry for posting this 5 months late)

Here are some pictures from The 1st INTI UC Youth Empowerment Camp held on the 21st of December 2009 in conjunction with the award conferring ceremony. Yes ladies and gentlemen, I will be going to INTI UC to further my education. (actually I am already here for 4 months)

Joining me for this event is a group of my closest buddies, my brothers whom I've forged a bond so strong, all of Ruben's covalent and ionic bonds can never break. Though we are now parted by great distances but I believe that our relationship remains strong.

God bless all of you my brothers. We will meet again.

JAVOL!!!

Penang Trip 2009

2009-12-25T21:57:00.010+08:00

Had a great trip to Penang. Sorry the post have to come 5 months late......again.....XD!

Well, shots were taken with the 'then' new Sony Cybershot TX-1 so to those planning to buy one, these are the quality of the shots. All the best!

JAVOL!!!

A Must See

2009-12-17T23:18:00.003+08:00

Well, first things first. My old friend Kuan Yew is back from KL. A pleasant surprise I must say. He'll be here until the 24th so to all of his old buddies, if you want to hang out or shear a rug, by all means, don't hesitate to give him a ring.

Anyway, we went out for a movie. Kuan Yew bought the tickets for the show earlier so, we were spared the horror of a 'sold out'. The movie, I have to say has got to be James Cameron's best. Not gonna say much as I might 'accidentally' reveal a spoiler. So if you're free and have nothing much to do during the holidays, just drop by your local cineplex and catch this must see movie. It's guaranteed to touch the hearts of the masses.

JAVOL!!!

Timothy's Back

2009-12-11T21:09:00.003+08:00

Left - Right : Bryan Sjoeker, Hamim Farhan, Timothy Ong, Calvyn Ee, Me, Yoong Xiang and RJ Kevin.

Went to Jusco today. Timothy came back from Taiping for a visit. Host for the event was Calvyn Ee Han Xen. Honestly , I thought not many people would be showing up but this is one time I'm proud to be proven wrong. Kudos to Calvyn for planning such an awesome outing. Kudos to his effort in making this outing a sounding success. Anyway, the day went on rather well.

I woke up at about 9.00am. Had curry noodles for breakfast. Drove to Jusco at about 10.20am and arrived in a record 10 minutes from Gunung Rapat. Met Calvyn, Timothy, Bryan and Jared. Was talking about Modern Warfare 2 with Jared Ee. Totally awesome conversation which resulted in reminisce of our achievements in that game. Kudos to Infinity Ward for the Hollywood like storyline, kill moves, weapons, etc. Anyway, a while later, Hamim and RJ Kevin arrived. Officially, the hang out began.

First stop was McDonalds. Timothy had to grab breakfast. In the middle of the conversation, I received a call from INTI UC regarding the Youth Empowerment Camp. Perfect timing. And the best part, the area was so noisy that it was near to impossible to hear what the person on the other line was saying. Still, I managed to make out the details rather clearly after I used the power of the SMS. XD! Later, we went to the cinema to catch 2012. It's a must see disaster movie which totally cans New Moon back to the stone age (yeah.....New Moon is total crap). Forget what the critics say, it's got insane destruction sequences. However, the disaster looks so plausible that one can't help but wonder, is this how the world ends?

I got a call from my dad about an hour before the movie ended. It seems that his car had some engine difficulties and he needed mine. Ran out of the cinema and rushed halfway across town in record time. I must have been the fastest teenager on the road at that moment. Was speeding along Tiger Lane at 140km/h weaving in and out of traffic (never ever laugh at my Mitsubishi Pajero). I even shot past my mum who was on the same road 'coincidentally'. Got reprimanded but came up with a reasonable excuse. "I wasn't going fast. The other cars were all going slow." It didn't really work though. Later, my mum sent me back to Jusco. Still had about half an hour before the movie ended. Sadly, I forgot to take the ticket from RJ so, I was stuck outside the cinema for about........ half and hour. XD!

Had lunch at McD....again. Then, we went to Imax for some friend bonding time in the form of Counter- Strike and Left 4 Dead 2. Really amazed at the rate of which Timothy mastered the technique of sniping. Nearly gave everyone of us a head shot until we studied his strategy and used it to our advantage. Sorry Timothy, at times, sniping doesn't really work when you've given away your position. XD! Left 4 Dead 2 was one of the most challenging games I've played. Basically, it's the result of a massive swarm of undead specimens and not nearly enough bullets to dispatch all of them. Hero of the entire game was Jared who coordinated and saved my ass way too many times. Thanks! But yeah, decapitating the evil dead is a task he is extremely good at.

Finally, the day ended with a simple yet silent bang. Met many other friends while I was there namely Keeran, Li Tng, Harold, Malcolm, Yean Kit, Ho Zhen and Darren. Went for dinner at Pasir Pinji where they sell the most delicious tasting Chinese Cuisine. Don't really remember the name of the restaurant though. Anyway, that's all for the day.

JAVOL!!!

Timothy : What do you mean face cramp? I'm chewing my food la. Jeez, no better picture to take?

At Imax. Photo courtesy of Jared Ee a.k.a Calvyn's Bro.

Bumped into Keeran and Li Tng (not in shot). Shopping for some Christmas goods I think.

IT'S ALL OVER!!!!!!

2009-12-08T22:29:00.008+08:00

I can safely say one thing. The storm, we have feared, anticipated and partially despise is finally over. Everything we've worked for, for so many years has come to an end.....and will probably resume to another stage the following month but we'll wait 'patiently' for that. No seriously, don't come so fast. Very 'pening' to even think about it. But yeah, we all have to face it eventually whether it's today, next month or next year. But lets keep that for later, back to the event at hand....AHEM!

FREEDOM!!!!!!

Ok, the word says it all, we are free from SPM. But it took a while for me to actually realise this was all true (5 years of waiting can really take it's toll). Well, the last day was filled with reverberating explosions from fire crackers and bangers unleashed from all quarters, the sound of hysterical cheer of joy and relief can be heard, the sight of all discipline masters present heaved a sigh of, "we are not forgotten" among us, the checking and confiscation of 'illegal' explosives, and the presence of the police force boasted the fear we imposed on all. Like we say, proud to be a Michaelian.

Stayed back to get some pictures taken with my homies. Was raining so yeah, what a great way to end the day. Waited for RJ before we went to Ipoh Parade. Over-revved my car as I left the school compound. Ooops! Stopped by the music store along the main road to get a guitar string (wanted a piano wire too...XD!). Next, I stopped by Main Convent to pick up my sweetheart but as the rain stopped, she had already walked over to Parade. Heh! Heh! Had a bit of trouble finding a parking spot and finally, we were able to get one.

Went bowling with RJ. where I met up with my sweetheart. She didn't want to play because it seems that it's near impossible to bowl properly in a baju kurung. Anyway, I won the first set but RJ won the next. But a cool thing happened. The minute my sweetheart showed up, I scored a strike. She is my inspiration, my strength and my determination. Well, later, RJ had to leave for Tesco. So, I caught New Moon with my sweetheart....though the both of us hated it. Seriously, it's a complete waste of money. I mean the storyline was just irritating and the actions were so unrealistic. A total disregard to the novel (no offence to the fans). Heh! Heh! Nearly fell asleep in the theater.

Later, we went for Sushi. Talked about a lot of cool and crazy things. Later, I sent her home. Night driving is a lot of fun. Not many cars on the road and a long stretch to drag race on. Finally reached her house where the biggest breakthrough happened to me(don't get the wrong impression). I bade my sweetheart good night and went home. My parents found out why I came home with a big smile on my face. Don't really mind though. All I can say is the last day of SPM was to be the milestone which will remain in my history book.

So, importantly, will this be a day I will constantly look back on and reminisce? I say,

JAVOL!!!

It's 4.03, and I can't sleep, without you next to me, I toss and turn like the sea.

It's been 10 years since I've known you. And I've enjoyed every moment having you as my friend. All the best.

My former treasurer, turned monitor, turned genius. Friends for life Barnes, friends for life.

Sorry for not being an awesome friend to you Wai Chun. But no matter how sad the situation gets, always smile and the world will smile with you.

After the battle. Me and Nirmal. Spirit of Science 2. Will always remember you brother.

Double Happiness

2009-12-04T16:34:00.005+08:00

AHEM!! Just an additional note, joy does come in pairs. Went to buy a new camera earlier. Budget must be under 2 grand so DSLR? Out of the question. Originally, my bro and I, after much researching (about 15 minutes) settled on a Sony Cybershot T700 as our next requisition. But the funniest thing happened at the shop. Seriously:

Location : Sony Style Centre in Ipoh.
*conversation between me and the salesperson.

Salesperson : Yes, can I help you?
Me : Yeah, I'd like to see the Sony Cybershot T700.
Salesperson : Cybershot T700?
Me : Yes, that one.
Salesperson : (Asks supervisor about the camera) Erm.... Sorry but we do not have any in stock.
Me : Oh....ok, can you let me know when the new stock will arrive?
Salesperson : Err....We no longer order stock. It's out of date already.
Me : ???????????????
Salesperson : Can I offer you a T90, sir?
Me : No thank you. Erm... What camera, a digital camera, can I buy with a under RM2000 budget?
Salesperson : Like that ar? Then, may I recommend the Cybershot TX-1?
Me : What's that? (terminator camera....XD!)
Salesperson : This is the newest Cybershot to enter the market. Full touchscreen with......( too long to list features)
Me : Really that good? Hmmmm....I'll think about it.

(15 minutes later, I bought it....XD!)

Yes, the salesperson was very convincing. But it is indeed a lovely camera. Compact and portable, any which is an added bonus especially when mobility is needed. Yes, the price is a bit steep at RM1500 but it's well worth it. The touch screen may take a while to get used to but think Iphone and all will go well. Takes great shots no matter how dark the area is.......now military grade technology, my friend. In your face, US Sec Def!!!!

I also got a pair of new spectacles. Crocodile, full titanium with H.R.I lenses. Really comfortable and it weighs only a quarter of my old glasses' weight. Extremely comfortable. It's like I'm not wearing glasses at all.

So, I guess sometimes, good things do come in pairs. Best gifts to ever be acquired and requisitioned, if you know what I mean. So, it really represents the amazing things which actually happen, if you believe. So never give up hope no matter what. Even if you don't get what you want now, you will get it eventually.

JAVOL!!!

Sony Cybershot TX-1. Finally, an awesome camera to take pictures with.

Mood shot of the leather casing, courtesy of Kenny Liew.

Crocodile All Titanium Glasses. That's right, I got a new pair of spectacles.

Seriously, it's made of titanium.

TA-DA! All Rimless glasses. Quite classy. Just my 2 cents though.

Air weight frame. Gotta take care of it. Costs a bomb to make.

What The %#$@?!?!?!

2009-11-26T00:03:00.006+08:00

Well, here's something I would like to point out. My Add. Maths tuition teacher once said to me, Paper 2 is always harder than Paper 1. Should've taken her more seriously. 25th November 2009 marked one of the darkest days in Add. Maths history not only for me but I can safely say, a vast majority of Form 5 students sitting for SPM. Science stream students to be exact. It's a known fact, if you've tried all the past years SPM questions that somehow or rather, Paper 2 is indeed more fun and relaxing to do as compared to Paper 1. But still, it's basically opinion and self based.

Paper 1 for Add. Maths ranged a clear sign for superiority among all of us. Seriously. it was something which made 'kacang puteh' look like a rank amateur. I held my head up high, confident that Paper 2 would secure ultimate victory for me. I could smell it, the sound of the band playing, "We Are The Champions!", as I clench my fist, sticking it up to the world proclaiming total triumph over a long feared subject. But I should've paid attention, to the Grim Reaper standing by the door brandishing his scythe, waiting to proclaim his own brand of justice.

Returned for Paper 2 at 2.00pm, only to be greeted by the greatest shocker ever. Even as I read the instructions, my smug still lay inscribed on my face. I can do it. I will live!! The grim reaper still stood, waiting. Waiting for the precise moment, to hit where it hurts most. The instant the exam began, with a swift swing of his scythe, he beheaded me. My smile immediately turned into a frown. The band, the victory parade, all disintegrated.

"GOOD GOD!!! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!?!?!" These words kept ringing in my head.

One by one, students began throwing in the towel, leaving with a dead look, after conceding defeat. At the end of the paper, I left the hall, with an army of dumbfounded and shocked Fifth Formers. Life just stood still for me. Will my record be destroyed? The straight A's I've always got since primary.
What kind of a sadistic madman would do such a thing? It's not even comprehensive to what we normally do. It dealt a harsh blow on all of us. But l felt the full brunt bear down on me. My air supply hit zero. My pulse hit the flat line. Sweat trickled down my forehead. Fear, anger and disappointment overwhelmed me.

A conversation between me and Walt, much later :

Me : That's it, gone case already.

Walt : Why la? Got so serious or not? Face pucat like 'sei si' or something.

Me : Of course la! I ter-died already. Mampus la my exam slip.

Walt : Why you care la? You already got an award with full tuition waiver. No need scared la.

Now that's something which really pissed me off. The reason I got the award is a whole different story. So what if I'm a leader? So, what if I'm 1 of 20 students from all over Malaysia to get it? It is a different segment of my life. Must be a compulsive habit of mine. To achieve supremacy. Well, heading down to INTI on the 22nd for the award ceremony and Youth Empowerment 2009. Plenty of foreign delegates present. Hope to meet an Estonian if I ever get the chance.

Back to present time. All in all, I'm really disappointed at my performance. Hence, it explains my reckless driving style after school. Sorry daddy, I nearly totaled the Merc. New lesson learned, never drive if ever under the influence of anger. It can cause the ultimate loss...at such a strategic time? Heh! Heh! After doing other states trial papers and scoring well above 85%, I felt the confidence build up inside me. Enough for me to promise my tuition teacher that I'll succeed with distinction. Guess I was wrong. I was dead wrong. Sorry teacher, I didn't expect this to happen.

All I can do now is sit back and hope for the best. May God bless us all. Still, will I ever pull out of this sorrow and misery? I say........

JAVOL!!!

Anyone care to turn this into a reality? It'll really be doing a big favour for us all.

All The Best!!!

2009-11-17T18:14:00.003+08:00

To all SPM and STPM candidates,

The Long Road Ahead

The time has come,
Through the sound of reverberating drums,
The sands of time run, not concerning an honest pun,
We stand the might, of a blowing storm,
The determinant factor since we were born,
As we stand solemn, with a grid iron smirk,
We falsify all the false dirt,
As trash is hurled from all but here,
We place back what we hold dear,
Before us lies, the fork of Fate,
For everything we've worked for, can fall in late,
A game of roulette I must say,
But the future lies between light and day,
It's time my comrades,
For the leap of might and faith,
For the effort so far, rests on a bar,
The line stretched thin, with a choice to win,
Or destined for failure, that's up to you dear,
It's an Arden Gamble, of victory or defeat,
As we set our heads,
For the LONG ROAD AHEAD!!

All the best my dearest comrades. It's my greatest honour to have been acquainted to you all. Where I've not regretted, a moment with you all. I hope by chance or Fate, to see you all once again in the near future. All the best I say again. Take care and God bless.

The Final Charge. Let's make it count.

JAVOL!!!

Officially Street Legal

2009-11-03T17:43:00.018+08:00

A little update ladies and gentlemen. I'm officially street legal. Another milestone in my life. However, there is a lot to learn and already learned with this new found achievement. some of them, are really painful to learn and discover. Namely,

- 'Friendly' road users.
- 'Cheap' and reasonable fuel prices.
- 'High-Quality' road facilities.
- 'Low cost' of maintenance.
- 'Compassionate' fellow drivers.

*Highlighted to emphasise sarcasm.

A few days ago, a fellow driver, after seeing the frustration etched all over my face as I alighted from my vehicle, "Ahh, you're a new driver I see. Well then, allow me to welcome you to Malaysian driving!"

The type of drivers you get on the road today are all $#*!%. I mean, would it kill you to move your finger, 1 inch to activate the indicator lights every time you want to turn? It's not that hard. And do you mind not hogging up the whole 2 lanes? I know it's your grandfathers road but it's my grandfathers road too along with all the other drivers. And for %#!* sake, when will you realise that the parking zone with the wheelchair sign on it is for the disabled. If you're not disabled, don't park there. It's basic elementary ladies and gentlemen. Yet, some road users just don't get it. Either it's just Malaysian mentality or their skulls are too thick and hollow.

But overall, it's indeed a great feeling to be able to drive. Most importantly, I no longer have to trouble my parents in the issue of transporting me to any location I may require to go to. I've began driving to school lately. Heh! Heh! The fact that I actually make it to school in one piece is a testament of how adamant I am........to make it for SPM!!! (yeah...right) So far, I've not had any infractions, nor have I dented or demolished my vehicle. But I have however, increased the fuel consumption of all the cars. No idea how that really happened but yeah, I'm down to 1 tank of fuel per week.

Well, don't really know what to say now so, enjoy the pictures below.

Yep, it's Japanese. And it's a seal of originality

Yep, it's a four wheel drive. As in the off road vehicle kind. Hell yeah! Urban off roader.

This wheel is made out of rubber and woven kevlar. Built to crush anything under it. I'm not joking.

Ahem! The reason this car looks small is because I'm holding the camera over my head. XD!

A shot from the door which I usually enter from. Heh! Heh!

A 2.4 litre, 4-cylinder inline diesel engine with an intercooler turbo shown as the silver block. About 170bhp at 3000rpm. Just enough to beat Malaysian traffic.

So, is driving amazing? I say....

JAVOL!!!

Add. Maths 101 by Sunny Yee

2009-11-03T17:42:00.029+08:00

A group of elite Form 5 students were invited to attend an Add. Maths workshop, organised by K-Perak and conducted by Mr. Sunny Yee. Yes, the one and only Sunny Yee, the Add. Maths and Physics genius. It was indeed an honour to be learning from him. However, if the time was taken into account, one can't help but wonder whether it was all worth it. The course lasted from 8.00 am -5.00 pm which is nearly the whole day.

But in my opinion, it was all worth it. I arrived there at the same time as Ban Siong. Next came along RJ Kevin and Vinod. The first thing we had to check out was the toilet. Don't ask me why but we expected it to be high tech and all that crap. Now we know, not all funds allocated for the building was put to full use. In fact, I don't even think half the money was used to build this building. Hence, at this moment, a cry of, "Malaysia Boleh, Apapun Boleh!" is in order.

As we left the loo, Melwin and Kah Chuen showed up. Followed by Joshua who at that moment thought that being fashionably late was an accessory. Well, we went to the top floor and lucky for us, we got front row seats. We waited eagerly for the arrival of Sunny Yee, only to be told he would be late so, we had about 30 minutes to kill. Went to the lobby to catch some fresh air and got some cool photographs.

Finally, he arrived and all were attentive. Wow, he made a real lasting impression as a Add. Maths genius. Within the first 15 minutes, nearly the entire hall was left in confusion. But Mr. Yee was kind enough to slow down. His explanations were indeed detailed and intricate. He was able to prep us to face the hardest and most ambiguous questions known in the Add. Maths world. Nice of him though but I don't really see the relevance of it being taught if compared to SPM standards.

As Michaelians, the best time occurred during the lunch break which lasted an hour or so, as demonstrated by the pictures below. After lunch, we resumed the impressively long lecture which had nearly 3 quarters of the hall sleeping. (nata's have a very short attention span) The only groups left awake were the Michaelians and the Andersonians. Yeah, we love to study. At exactly 5.00pm, the participants were dismissed, much to the shock of the snoozing bums. All in all, I reckon it was indeed and eventful day. So, did all this bring me one step closer to Add. Maths supremecy? I have to say......

JAVOL!!!

The Perak Techno Trade Center. Yes, it's the one near Jelapang.

Ahh, the not so technological signage.

That man is the one and only Sunny Yee in action.

Add. Maths in progress.

The Michaelian line. Attentive as usual.

Vinod, RJ Kevin and I.

Ban Siong and I.

Poser on the 7th floor a.k.a The Michaelian Hangout.

Check out the view. And the people blocking it. XD!

We've taken over the data centre. XD! You are officially under Michaelian control.

Portrait shot next to a....Fibre Optic Room?

STOP!!!!!!

The Elite Michaelians........XD!

Don't sleep RJ!!!!

Well, I guess that's about it.

Zieg Heil!!!!!

A Slice of The Past 3

2009-10-31T22:32:00.007+08:00

Finished studying Add. Maths with head splitting consequences. As I kept my writing utilities in my drawer, a shiny box caught my eye. I reached into the drawer pulling out an old, dusty, silver spectacle box (classy eh). As I wiped the layer of dust off, the name 'Revo' appeared inscribed on the cover. As I opened the box, I was greeted by a sight, I thought I had long forgotten. My first spectacles.

Upon primary observation, this pair of glasses resemble that of a bygone era. An era when digital cameras was still on paper, when LCD televisions costs RM30,000 per piece, an era I'd like to call, the late 90's. Year 1999 to be exact. That's right fellow readers. I was short sighted for 10 years already. That's a decade in other words. Yeah, but it's the institutional matter of total geek-ism which makes this pair of glasses unique. If you've noticed the design, one can't help but wonder, how prehistoric it is.

All in all, this glasses have served me well, giving me my artificial eyes when I needed them the most. It doesn't fit me now but just finding it brings back fond memories. Memories of the impact these glasses made, the impact it made on me, the impact it made on my friends and the impact it made on my future... It'll be the forerunner for the entire lineup of glasses I possess. And it'll always be.

In your face shot.

Glasses deployed....

Top view..

Now, with that,

JAVOL!!!

15 Malaysia - House

2009-10-27T18:12:00.006+08:00

This is one video I thought would never be made. It really drives a nail into the hearts of all Malaysians. And though we try hard to tell ourselves none of this happens because we live perfect little lives, one can't help but realise that it actually does. Just pick up the newspaper and you'll see what I mean.

There are some, who live in poverty, who depend on a house, as their life source and shelter. So ladies and gentlemen, before you go around ranting and fretting about how small your house is, or how incomplete your life is, just watch this video and remember it. There are others who have it far more worse than you.

Now without further ado, allow me to present, 'House'

"One's life is not necessarily insufficient, to that of one who lives insufficiently." -Murphy's Law-

With that,

JAVOL!!!

Malaysian Laughter

2009-10-27T18:09:00.004+08:00

Went to Tesco to get some stationery supplies. (yeah, I ran out of Foolscap Paper for the 4th time). Not to mention, groceries. Then, I came upon this sign which really got me wondering about Malaysian thinking.

Either the person ignorantly placed this signboard here, or he needs stronger glasses or maybe, the management doesn't have the correct signs. Whatever the case, it still sends a misguided message. Any foreigner who'd stumble upon this sign would stare around aimlessly looking for the escalator.

In conclusion, in Malaysian life, things like this always occur. Hence, do not be surprised to find signboards, 3 times as hilarious.

JAVOL!!!

You Must Be Joking

2009-10-20T23:07:00.014+08:00

I used to think that life is a rather rigid item where if you play by the rules, everything would go just fine. I used to think that you have to give it your all to be something or else you would get all sorts of crap thrown at you. I know what it feels like to be in this position. Being a tall person doesn't make you the most popular guy around but it does place you as the butt of jokes. But this very concept of life (Life is a horrible thing. You live it through and just die. Silver lining my foot) which I perceived was about to change. I thought that life sucked. I was wrong. I was dead wrong.

Yesterday, I received a phone call which was about to slam me like a tonne of bricks. Seriously. It was about 4.30pm. I had just finished my Biology revision when I received this phone call and it went somewhat like this:

*phone rings

Me : Hello?

Caller : 请原谅我可能请对Thomas 刘说吗？

Me : 是的，这是 Thomas 讲话.

Caller : 我在叫喊从........

Me : errmmm....您能否请说英语? 我不真的是能讲流利普通话.

Caller : Oh, very well then. I'm calling from Inti University College. This is regarding the INTI Leadership Excellence Award.

Me : What about the award?

Caller : You applied for the award 3 weeks ago. I'm happy to inform you that you are one of the lucky few who have been shortlisted for the interview. It will be held in your school from 8-9am at the Conference room. We request your presence there.

Me : *stunned with no reply.

Caller : Hello....hello....Mr. Thomas, are you there?

Me : Huh? Yes..Yes.. I'm here. Ahem! Will there be anything required?

Caller : Yes, please bring along your certificates and trial examination results.

Me : About that, my results aren't that perfect and I have yet to receive my trial result slip.

Caller : It's alright. We've seen your application qualifications and we are very impressed with it. Looking forward to seeing you on Friday. If you have any further questions, please refer to your counsellor. Have a nice day. Bye.

Me : Thank you very much. You have a nice day too. Bye.

*end of conversation.

I slumped down on the floor. My legs felt like toufu. This cannot be possible. Do you want to know why? I applied for that scholarship not because I wanted it. In fact, I just thought to give it a try. I'd never expected to actually get shortlisted for it. My shock got worst today when a majority of my friends who applied for the scholarship with intentions to obtain it did not succeed. I felt bad. I mean I join this just for some experience and get chosen while those who depend on this scholarship for their future get denied. As I look back, there has been a lot of rather strange occurrence based on this guideline.

For example, about a month ago, HELP Institute shortlisted me to be one of their candidates eligible for their scholarship but I gladly declined as I'm not really interested at that time. However, my slot is still left open. Strange huh? The same thing happened to me again when Sunway called and even mailed me to inform me that I had been chosen for their scholarship. Declination once again. Taylors called to say I'm one of the few who got shortlisted but the process is still ongoing so I'm awaiting further results.

This even occurs in co-curricular activities. For example, when my team won the bi-annual HELP Institute Lay Olympiad, we actually took on the wittiest and toughest teams with a knack for law as a career. When the chief organiser asked if any of us were planning to be future lawyers the answer was simple. NO! I mean, I thought it was going to be hard but in fact it was really easy. We didn't need a law tome to succeed but all we needed was each other. And the best part was, there were a few teams that were seen preparing with law tomes before and during break times. And we still won. Not trying to brag here but what I'm actually trying to say is that sometimes, the most expected outcome can be the most unexpected one.

Well, a few people asked me if I was worried or nervous that the interview was drawing near. Honestly, I am more puzzled than I am nervous. In fact, I don't really feel nervous at all. Maybe the debate environment has turned me battle hardened or something. Well, there's nothing much I can do now. Just go in prepared and hope for the best. That's all for now. Will update after the interview. Till' next time,

JAVOL!!!

23rd October 2009

The interview started today at 8.10 am. Chee Hoe and I were already in the OMA Meeting room at 8. Heh! Heh! It was indeed a treat to realise how nervous we can be before an interview. However, I was still more confused than nervous. We updated ourselves with current issues and economics (not sure how that's relevent). When they arrived, we were greeted by 3 highly trained professional interviewers. They requested that the interview be carried out separately and I was called in first. My heart began to thump slightly faster but not to the extent of uncontrolled perspiration (years of training as a debater has finally paid off). But what happened next really shocked and relieved me at the same time.

The interviewers arranged chairs in a circle and conducted the most intersting interview ever. It was not even scary. I soon find myself faced with questions I had not much difficulty in answering at all. They even asked me what my favourite car was. Well, after 45 minutes of conversational fun, it was time for my counterpart to proceed. I thanked them and headed out. It was the best interview I had experienced.

In conclusion, it was indeed a learning experience opening new doors for me. Though I know my chances of getting the scholarship is slim, but I'm in it foor the experience. Win or loose, it's not at prize that counts but the moments we spend as we live it through. But I hope for the best.

Like what Optimus said, "At the end of this day, one shall fall and only one shall stand!"

Another Sunday

2009-10-18T23:42:00.001+08:00

Woke up at 8.00am today. Did some revision on Radioactivity. Now the only thing ringing in my head is a.m.u. and MeV. Damn! Had breakfast at about 11.00am. The curry noodles was lovely though a bit spicy. Went home and packed up some items to head back to grannies. Aunt from Singapore came back so we decided to drop by for a visit.

I managed to perfect 'Apologize' on the piano. Finally.... And I managed to get some Add. Maths done. After some research (by doing all other state papers) I have come to a conclusion that Perak's Add. Maths Trial Paper was by far the hardest compared to other states. Seriously. But with the amount of leakages, it may have been by far the easiest for a handful of students.

In the evening, we went to the gym and swimming. Heh! Heh! My brother and I were racing in the pool to see how many laps we could do and who could outlast who. Well, as usual, we couldn't find out who actually won as both of us so conveniently forgot how many laps we did.

After dinner, my dad took me and my bro bowling. Though our parents didn't join, we still had an awesome time. The goal of the game was to score without using any conventional methods or moves. Hence, a hilarious game of gutter balls was seen and after 3 sets each, our right arm felt dislodged for some reason. Went home after shopping for some books (novels for my bro and writing utensils and worksheets for me)

Finally, we went home. Continued doing Add. Maths until now. Well, that's all for now. Til' next time,

JAVOL!!!

Teenage Dreams

2009-10-18T08:33:00.016+08:00

As time passes, I'm closer to getting my Probationary Driver's License (PDL) which is actually the first step in being street legal. So far, I've got my first car locked away at home, shining and glimmering with all it's glory. I wouldn't call it a general car like the famous Myvi and Saga's which happen to be a big hit in the teenage world. Compact and easy to handle. But all I can say is my car can definitely crush a Myvi. Years of hard work into it's modification has indeed paid off. But my dad asked me, if I could have any car in the world as my first car, what car would it be?

Well, the most obvious answer would be the newest model BMW, Mercedes, Aston Martin or Ferrari on the market. However, my conquest lies not in the most expensive and fastest vehicle of the present age but somewhat 40 over years ago, from the United States. Seriously. It's not shocking.

My dream vehicle was a 1967 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 Eleanor. Built by racing legend Carroll Shelby, in response to Le Mans', the Shelby GT500 is the reincarnation of the most famous car in America, the Ford Mustang. It is a known fact that Shelby is the forerunner of performance vehicles. In short, the most powerful and exquisite Ford vehicles are (stating that it's still going on as we speak) built and customized by Shelby and Co.

But as the modern age dawns upon us, cars of this kind no longer exists in the vocabulary of the people, nor is remembered for is great capability or its history. However, there a few who can never forget, the true meaning of the word pedigree. But what makes this ol' bucket o' bolts so unique?

Firstly, the part which makes this car distinguishable from the others is its outline and shape. It's not as psychotic looking as a Lamborghini Countach or as 'sore thumb sticking' as a Ferrari Enzo. In fact, it looks exactly like your everyday vehicle. However, its neat outline and shape can be distinguished anywhere you take it. May it be interstate or be it intercontinental, the first thing people say when they see this baby is : "Mustang"

But this 67 toy isn't just for show. In fact, it is capable of putting most modern cars to shame. Seriously. Under the hood of this car lies a 351 cubic inch V8 Ford Windsor coupled with Weber Trumpet Valved Carbs. makes this power plant generate a whopping 550 horsepower. Match that with a Bowler 4-speed transmission and a Flowmaster exhaust system and you've just given yourself a car capable of doing a 0-100km/h dash in flat 3.5 seconds. A perfect weapon to shoot off the starting grid....or at the irritating traffic lights. What's even more unique is the sound the engine produces. Mind you, this is an All-American Muscle Car hence the sound it makes reduces the need for a radio. In addition, the reliance of the engine is great as it obtains peak torque at lower RPM's (revolutions per minute) hence, reducing wear and tear. Indirectly, it does not need constant maintainence and repair.

The first time a Mustang was portrayed on the silver screen was in an old movie called 'Bullitt' starring Steve McQueen. There is a chase scene where Steve goes after the bad guys in the Mustang. Instead of placing in a cool chase scene music, the director heard the bellow of it's V8 and said, "That will do." Therefore, one can only imagine the impression its sound it makes on all.

The interior of the vehicle is made from the most rugged of materials namely steel. Lots of it. The dashboard has a simple trim and elegant layout primed with stitched leather, brushed and stainless steel. The meters are custom Smith precision gauges and it's reliability comes in second to none. The steering wheel is big in diameter and easy to turn and it is coupled with a revolutionary rack and pinon gear system allowing the wheel to turn 3 revolutions in either direction making this vehicle capable of turning on a dime. The seats are comfortable, with the custom 'Shelby' and cobra imprints on them. The ergonomically designed pedals reduce tiredness when shifting gears and at the same time, increase the rate of shifting due to a half stomp clutch.

Ride comfort can be slightly bad due to the racing suspension it comes with. Hence, it is best to avoid massive potholes and uneven road surfaces. But if you don't mind the bumps, rest assured, the suspension system is capable of taking all sorts of crap you throw at it. The shocks a lined with titanium to withstand the rigors of abusive road travel. The tyres must be BF Goodrich or Toyo (ie: In Malaysia) as they are one of the only companies making tyres capable of withstanding the torque generated by the engine. (ie: a test with other brands shredded the tyres in to rubber shrapnel. In addition, the brakes are stainless steel with expansion holes drilled into them. However, throw in an extra 8,000 dollars and you get yourself 2 sets of tungsten brakes and 15,000 dollars gets you get compound ceramic racing brakes (yeah, slowing a 550 horsepower car and melt raw iron)

However, this car has come downsides to it. Firstly, fuel consumption isn't really economical taking up 90 liters just to travel 300 kilometers. The brake pads get worn out easily if brought at high speeds. Besides, this car does a burnout every time you punch the throttle hence wearing down the tyre threads to a bare nub. The lack of airbags make this car a rolling deathtrap in the events of a high speed collision but the thick steel panels guarantee a shred of safety for all those who drive it. And the suspension system disallows drivers with chiropractic deterioration from driving without disastrous consequences to their spine.

Why do I still love this car? Because of it's very existence. It's uniqueness which I find hard to explain in words. But it all boils down to this. How much is this particular car. Well, I'm not going to lie. This very model costs 100,000 dollars (as in USD). However, minus out the extremely expensive autograph and original sign (get the replica build up, as in, same engine, design and performance but slightly different chassis) and it'll cost about 40,000 dollars. If you're lucky, just between 25,000-30,000 dollars.

In conclusion, this will definitely remain as my dream car. I definitely want one when the time is right. But for now, it'll just remain as a teenage dream.

“The one person who has more illusions than the dreamer is the man of action”

-Oscar Wilde-

Till' next time,

JAVOL!!!

1967 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500 Eleanor Fastback. A tribute to Gone in 60 Seconds by a million times

An aggressive but beautifully designed front end. I love it.

A shot from the other side. The neat cut is still maintained.

Doesn't this grille just make you want to scream, LOVELY!! Ahem! LOVELY!!!!

An extremely classic and neat outline. 6 thumbs up if I had that many.

The rear end of the vehicle. Still looking good except for the odd coloured number plate.

The power plant. A Ford Windsor 351, V8 generating 550 horses. The silver trumpets up top play 'Born To Be Wild' every time you rev it. Kidding. But you gotta love it.

That's Carroll Shelby's signature. He only places it on bad a** Mustangs. (ie. This one). Note blue wires running from the distributor to the engine block.

The belt system and the array of piping which regulate this engine from stepping over to the 'Dark Side'

That's a custom radiator built from titanium. The cap is suppose to be resistant to pressure. Hence, no flying projectile upon overheating.

The extremely spacious control cabin. I love the door knob. Simple but unique.

Important note: This car does not have airbags. Therefore, medical personnel will have to pry your head off the steering wheel in the event of a head on collision. OUCH!

Like I said earlier. Carroll Shelby only signs bad a** Mustangs. In the sense that they make Ferrari's look like a douches.

A simple but purpose serving dashboard. For some apparent reason, the speedometer is jammed at 80 mph. Trifles.....

Ergonomically designed pedals to reduce tiredness, increase response time and well, go faster. Excellent. On to the drag strip.

In the 007 movie Goldfinger, the red button on the gear stick activated an ejector seat. This one activates a rocket booster. Seriously.

The silver canister contains pure nitrous oxide. The device in front of it arms the warhead and pressing the button on the gear stick completes the equation. Voila! Instant rocket power.

A cute but powerful battery. The flagship of Duracell. XD!

Underneath that steel and titanium plate lies 80 liters of pure, premium fuel.

Here's 2 clips from a movie debuting the 1967 Shelby GT500 Eleanor at it's best. Gone in 60 Seconds starring Nicholas Cage.

Happy Deepavali

2009-10-16T12:51:00.001+08:00

To all Hindu brothers and sisters out there, I would like to wish you all,

HAPPY DIWALI!

May this auspicious and eventful day bring bundles of joy and peace to your families.

Tomorrow, I'll be dropping by Ruben's to bring joy to his home.

17th October 2009 (Saturday)

Went to Ruben's at about 3.00pm. Invitation said 2.00pm but I had driving class to attend. Actual time was 10-12 but due to a faulty clutch, my training was postponed to 12.00pm....and the clutch still didn't work but I was able to maintain control of the vehicle.

When I arrived, everyone had already been present and accounted for, have already eaten and were happily enjoying themselves. Well, after a quick food requisition process, I was up and running and ready for action.

And I bumped into some old friends. Actually they are more of Ana's friends. Jia Yee, Aaron, Yee Kheng, Cynthia, Rachael and Jocelyn. Great friends are hard to come by but true friends stay eternal. So, it was indeed a treat to see them. During a game of football in the field, the sight of well controlled volleys and crosses were clearly evident....until Terence decided to perform a move I refer to as 'trajectory fire' (sorry, I'm not really good with football terms) which slammed a car so hard that the alarm activated. Now that's what I call a kick.

A totally unsuspected event occurred which I am not about to mention. But what I am about to tell you is the impact it made on party goers was indeed stupendous. I had no idea whether to feel sad or burst out laughing at that very moment but I chose the former as the more compassionate approach. My condolences to the victim.

(to understand what I'm talking about, you can check out Aaron Oo's blog...Blog post "Happy Diwali")

Later, the Form 5's cracked out Blackjack. Gambling with real money. It was hilarious. Everyone was playing against Stephen who had an obsession of winning. I lost RM1 but hey, I'm not much of a gambler so never mind that. Anyway, it was an awesome sight when a police patrol car drove by much to the uncalled shock of the players. But hey, it was a great laugh (no one was arrested....DAMN!)

Oh, and I injured myself playing football. The ball landed on a mud mound somewhere on the field. I racked up all my strength to kick the ball but struck the mud mound instead, digging my entire foot into soil. I felt somewhat like kicking a brick wall. Well, as a result, I got a sprain but hey, it usually doesn't last long. XD!

At 7.00pm, I left and nearly the whole gang had dispersed. It was indeed a memorable day.

In conclusion, I believe that this is one Deepavali celebration I'm not likely to forget anytime soon.

Thanks for the awesome party Ruben. Looking forward to more. XD!

पास एक शुभ उत्सव

An Educational Message

2009-10-14T19:17:00.000+08:00

Watch this! Especially those who have no idea what road safety is or find that breaking the sound barrier in town is a joke. This video is posted for your perusal. And to all drivers, whether you are going near or far, please, watch this video. It can make you a better and safer driver.

PAY ATTENTION OR PAY THE PRICE.
YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE.

A Rather Cool Tag

2009-10-04T11:03:00.000+08:00

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST,
Cleverly answer these questions.
Try not to repeat a song title.
It’s a lot harder than you think.

Pick your artist:
Nickelback

Are you male or female?
Rockstar

Describe yourself:
Leader Of Men

How do you feel about yourself?
Feelin' Way To Damn Good

Describe where you currently live.
Side Of A Bullet

If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
See You At The Show

Your favorite form of transportation?
Slow Motion

Your best friend is:
Chad Kroeger

Your favorite color is:
Photograph

What's the weather like?
Into The Night

Favorite time of day?
Someday

If your life was a TV show, what would it be called?
If Today Was Your Last Day

What is life to you?
Never Gonna Be Alone

What is the best advice you have to give?
I'd Come For You

If you could change your name, what would it be?
Hero

Your favorite food is:
Animals

Thought for the day:
If Everyone Cared

How I would like to die:
Burn It To The Ground

My soul's present condition:
How You Remind Me

My motto:
Worth To Say

I hereby tag: Calvyn, Timothy, Rachel Koh, Kenny, Thean Soong, Wai Keong, Sue Jean.

ENJOY!!!

Congratulations!

2009-09-26T23:47:00.008+08:00

Another milestone in history. My 32 year old cousin brother tied the knot. Well, isn't that some splendid news. The chemical engineer finally got married. Now that's really something. This goes to show, you don't need to be exceptionally cool to get a girl in your life. All you need to be is yourself. Well, congratulations to him and have a great life ahead.

My brother, me, my mum and my nephew, Darren.

Me familia. Peace out....

Isn't this one great big happy family. Smile people...

Nelson, my cousin (a.k.a Liam Neeson), my bro and I.

Great time?

JAVOL!!!

An Eventful Day

2009-09-22T17:57:00.000+08:00

September 22nd, 1939...... Poland fell to Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union.

September 22nd, 2009.....70 years later, I celebrated my friends birthday.

Today, I celebrated Wai Wai's birthday at Jusco.

Woke up at about 7.00pm. Did a quick recap of the events planned for the day........ Ok, I didn't plan for the day. DAMN! But hey, there is always Plan B.....which I forgot and ended with me, in the middle of Jusco, wondering what to get as a birthday present. Ended up getting a rather nice Pentel Mechanical Pencil. (now her SPM lucky pencil). Heh! Heh!

Then, we headed for a round of bowling. Ahem! She's really good at bowling. Ended up nearly loosing to her. (by nearly, I mean by 20 points. Jeez! My macho-ness must be preserved) Still, it's not all about winning or loosing but just having fun....(gee, it took me 17 years to realize that?)

True to birthday traditions, a cake is a must. Where do we get a cake in Jusco? Oh yeah, I forgot, Secret Recipe. XD! She got a chocolate chip cheese cake and I got sky juice. I'm watching my sugar level. That's right, I'm eating healthy. Not that I'm worried that I'll get fat or something.

We managed to catch a rather funny and kid-orientated movie (was actually looking forward to something more gory and violent), G-Force. I was rather impressed that a kiddie movie can actually tons of fun to watch (probably because it's produced by Jerry Bruckheimer). Enjoyed it a lot. Also met Seng Hoo and Kok Keat.

Finally, we had lunch at Food and Tea. Bumped into a few friends there. Jane, Eva, Benjamin, Jeremy, Sue Li, Yean Kit and Yee Yang. What a coincidence, it was Eva's birthday too. Seems like September 22nd is a really eventful day. At 3.30pm, we went our separate ways. It was a great day. Though she insisted that she would take me out on my birthday, I declined.

It's all about friendship. We are nothing without them. So before you start ranting about how terrible your friend is, just remember, they may be the ones you need the most.

Wai Wai and I. For once, my face looks bad.....XD!

Watch it. You won't regret it.

A Great Sunday 2

2009-09-20T22:20:00.000+08:00

Firstly, I would like to wish all our Muslim brothers and sisters out there:

Heh! Heh! For the first time in history, we actually celebrated Hari Raya. Seriously....
Allow me to explain. My granny has a maid who is and ocean away from home. SO, this year, we decided to make her feel at home by celebrating Hari Raya with her. We cooked up a feast consisting of traditional 'Rendang' chicken, lemang, rice, and much more.

She was surprised but she was so stunned, she had not many words to say. Heh! Heh! Must have been a real great surprise. My uncle and aunt came back to celebrate with us which made us feel even more prospourous and vibrant. At the end of the day, the maid was really appreciative of our efforts and well, more importantly, we had fun too.

All in all, no matter who the person is, they to are human. Just like you an me. So, lets not oppress them like a handful of inhumane monsters (if I ever cross one, by George, I'll give the person a piece of my mind). They came here looking for an opportunity. So lets make their opportunity a bit more worthwhile.

Check out the food.......

Closeup of the highlights....

On another note, I drove around the village. Near my grandmothers house. The people and vehicles around act as a obstacle course for the car and my reflexes...XD!

Finally, a straight and clear road....

I Love You

2009-09-18T14:04:00.001+08:00

I found this poem and it seems quite nice.... It's about love of sorts but hey, all poems are subjective. It's up to you to decipher its meaning.

I LOVE YOU

I love you with a permanence;
that endures the passing years.
I love you with a joyfulness;
that subdues all doubts and fears.
I love you with an honesty;
that was born within my heart.
I love you with a calm belief;
that we shall never part.
I love you with a confidence;
no earthly force can server.
I love you with a certainty;
that i`ll cherish you forever.
I love you with the humbles.
Of one who has been blessed.
I love you with a reverence;
of all that words suggest.
I love you with a forever;
that time cannot reverse.
I love you with the truest love;
that poets put to verse!

Aftermath.....Literally

2009-09-16T20:27:00.000+08:00

Well, trials are finally over with a really outlandish end to it. A crescendo so loud that it'll shake the very foundations of trustworthiness. You all know what I'm talking about. Though it may have benefited many Form 5's at present, I'm not sure if the bigger picture is getting impaled into their brains yet. True, you may obtain glory dishonourably and not feel guilty about it. However, think in this context: "How long are you going to keep it up?"
You may be able to do it once but you may not be so lucky the second time. I'm not trying to be your nanny here but for your consideration, try not to do it.

There is no shame in not succeeding. The very foundation of success is derived from failure. Great people who went down in history are many. And they succeeded from failure. For example:

Adolf Hitler - Got gassed in World War 1. Was a total loser. Prospered to be one of the greatest (psychotic)leaders in history. Propelled to success, infamy and finally utter destruction.

J. Walther Christie - Was a factory worker. The butt of every joke. Invented the Christie Suspension which was the guideline for all tank suspensions. In short, the father of all suspensions.

Hiram S. Maxim - A rival inventor to Thomas Edison. The inventor of the very first light bulb (credit stolen by Edison). Never credited for anything until his greatest invention. The Maxim machine gun. The very first machine gun.

and many others.....

So what if you are looked down upon. I know what it feels like. But by failing, it actually inspires us to succeed. Think about it, if you've been stepped on before, would you just remain there or would you force your way out of it, to break away, to achieve things, others can only dream of achieving. The choice is yours ladies and gentlemen. Either live for something or die for nothing.

That aside, my day went pretty well. I came home, itching to use the computer for the whole day or something close to that. But I ended up doing Add. Maths. Yes, I've taken the initiative to "re-sit" my Add. Maths. trial paper. Surprisingly, it wasn't as difficult as I first expected it to be. Either I'm bloody lucky or God just made it all so clear. XD!

Do you remember the saying that children can't wait to be adults? Well, as time passes, we just don't really like to live up to that dream anymore. It's just time to move on I guess. With time as fine as a strand of hair, there's just no time to stop and stare. All the best in life ladies and gentlemen. Godspeed....

Doodles of confusion.....

Goodbye Mr. Swayze

2009-09-15T16:40:00.000+08:00

At 2.15pm, shortly after arriving home, I got a message from Ruben :

"Patrick Swayze died......Wth......"

Patrick Wayne Swayze
1952 - 2009

I was shocked. The pancreatic cancer got the better of him. I might not know him that well, but the television programme 'The Beast" portrayed him the way I like all the good actors to be portrayed. A man who goes with God....and a bag full o' guns and violence.

Well, I'll remember his old but award winning movies like Ghost and Point Break. He's just an awesome actor who does things the way it's suppose to be done. After reading the way took on cancer, I took my hat off, to honour the man who took it like a man. Optimism, courage, perseverance and determination propelled this man to one of the greatest actors who ever lived.

So a moment of silence ladies and gentlemen, to honour the passing of a true Hollywood actor.

A promo shot from the television series, The Beast starring Swayze. Yup....That's a nickel plated Sig Sauer P228. Odd piece for a government agent.