C'est La Vie

The One With No Title

2010-02-03T22:41:00.001Z

I'm okie.
If she's okie.

The One With The Replacement

2010-01-17T02:29:00.004Z

Everything in life gets replaced and forgotten.
As my "substitute" stepped in today, it is clear that I'm not an exception.
Why would I be?
Her arrival today also meant my imminent departure.
I was shown a glimpse of what life without me would be to my friends.
I couldn't help but wonder how long would it be before I also get replaced in her heart.

My time with her diminishes as days go by.
How many more times can she fall asleep on my bed?
How many more times can I fetch her home?
How many more times can I kiss her and say goodnight?

How can I pretend that everything will be alright when deep down I know I won't be?

The One Without Any Title

2008-11-24T16:24:00.004Z

If you're leaving, will you take me with you?

The One Where The Pictures Say It All

2008-11-18T14:13:00.005Z

The One Without Any Title

2008-11-14T11:46:00.004Z

I'm so jaded.
I'm so tired.
I'm feeling melancholy from all these events.

I don't want to be involved.
I don't want to care.
I don't even want to know who's wrong or who's right.

People do stupid things
People do fucked up shit
People do all these mess and others have to clean up for them

I have my own problems
I have my own shit.
I have my own fights I need to face

Does anyone care?
Does anyone know?
Does anyone even bother if I'm alright?

I need a break
I need some fresh air
I need to see her and put all my troubles away...
(even if it'll only makes me feel better for a small amount of time)

The One With The Heart Attack

2008-11-11T10:52:00.004Z

I just read an article saying that if you have less than seven and a half hours of sleep a night, you'll raise the risk of heart disease by up to four times. That's just scary. Imagine just having 10% chance of getting a heart attack and you sleep less than seven and a half hours of sleep, then all of a sudden, you'll be having 40% chance of getting a heart attack!

Apparently, getting too much sleep can also be a risk. If you sleep more than eight hours a night, you'll double the disk of dying from all causes. That is so messed up. It means to stay safe, you'll need to sleep between seven and a half hours and eight hours. Anything outside this half hour range, you'll increase the risk of having a heart disease. Now you'll be waking up not because you'll be late for class or late for work but because you wanna live!

If you die because of oversleeping, that is probably the worst way to die. "Cause of Death : Overslept"! Your tombstone will read "Here lies a great man who slept too much for his own good". Haha.

The One With Barack Obama's Victory Speech

2008-11-05T11:26:00.012Z

It’s the answer that led those who’ve been told for so long by so many to be cynical and fearful and doubtful about what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It’s been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this date in this election at this defining moment change has come to America.

A little bit earlier this evening, I received an extraordinarily gracious call from Sen. McCain.

Sen. McCain fought long and hard in this campaign. And he’s fought even longer and harder for the country that he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine. We are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader.

I congratulate him; I congratulate Gov. Palin for all that they’ve achieved. And I look forward to working with them to renew this nation’s promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart, and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on the train home to Delaware, the vice president-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

And I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last 16 years the rock of our family, the love of my life, the nation’s next first lady Michelle Obama.

Sasha and Malia I love you both more than you can imagine. And you have earned the new puppy that’s coming with us to the new White House.

And while she’s no longer with us, I know my grandmother’s watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight. I know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my sister Maya, my sister Alma, all my other brothers and sisters, thank you so much for all the support that you’ve given me. I am grateful to them.

And to my campaign manager, David Plouffe, the unsung hero of this campaign, who built the best — the best political campaign, I think, in the history of the United States of America.

To my chief strategist David Axelrod who’s been a partner with me every step of the way.

To the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you’ve sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to. It belongs to you. It belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn’t start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington. It began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston. It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give $5 and $10 and $20 to the cause.

It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation’s apathy who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep.

It drew strength from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on doors of perfect strangers, and from the millions of Americans who volunteered and organized and proved that more than two centuries later a government of the people, by the people, and for the people has not perished from the Earth.

This is your victory.

And I know you didn’t do this just to win an election. And I know you didn’t do it for me.

You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime — two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century.

Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us.

There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after the children fall asleep and wonder how they’ll make the mortgage or pay their doctors’ bills or save enough for their child’s college education.

There’s new energy to harness, new jobs to be created, new schools to build, and threats to meet, alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even in one term. But, America, I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there.

I promise you, we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won’t agree with every decision or policy I make as president. And we know the government can’t solve every problem.

But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And, above all, I will ask you to join in the work of remaking this nation, the only way it’s been done in America for 221 years — block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began 21 months ago in the depths of winter cannot end on this autumn night.

This victory alone is not the change we seek. It is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were.

It can’t happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other.

Let us remember that, if this financial crisis taught us anything, it’s that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers.

In this country, we rise or fall as one nation, as one people. Let’s resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long.

Let’s remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity.

Those are values that we all share. And while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress.

As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, we are not enemies but friends. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection.

And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn, I may not have won your vote tonight, but I hear your voices. I need your help. And I will be your president, too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces, to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of the world, our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand.

To those — to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America’s beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.

That’s the true genius of America: that America can change. Our union can be perfected. What we’ve already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that’s on my mind tonight’s about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She’s a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing: Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn’t vote for two reasons — because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she’s seen throughout her century in America — the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can’t, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women’s voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs, a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that “We Shall Overcome.” Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination.

And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change.

Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves — if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment.
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This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can’t, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.

Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.

The One With The US Election

2008-11-05T04:05:00.003Z

If there is an election that affects everyone in the whole world, it's the US election. This year, it's the most special election ever in the history of America. This year, a black man is running for presidency. The possibility of a black president! Just imagine. The fact that people are supporting him not based on his skin but on the fact that he is capable for change, capable for progress, is amazing.

This is one of the things that gives us hopes in life. This is one of the things that pushes us on in the times of despair. This is one of the things that gives us beliefs!

Barack.Obama.Is.The.President.Of.The.United.States.Of.America.

so it begins....

"While we breathe, we hope. Where we are met with cynicism and doubt and those who tell us we can't, we will reply: Yes we can."

The One With The Guitar

2008-11-01T04:11:00.006Z

I bought a guitar today. It costed me like £30 and it comes with a bag, a pick, a digital tuner and a tutorial book. Sounds like a good deal. Well, I'm gonna start to learn how to play the guitar...for the third time! After two unsuccessful attempts, hopefully, the third time's the charm.

The fortune cookie said I'd be in a good mood today. The fortune cookie lied. To be fair, the day ended pretty good actually =)

Oh, Happy Halloween!

The One With The Daylight Savings

2008-10-27T17:46:00.004Z

It's daylight savings yesterday. I remembered my old post about it 2 years ago. Has it been that long? 2 years. Daylight savings came just in time for me. I needed sleep and an extra hour certainly helps.

Lately, life has been good to me. It's like a dream. I can't believe that it's all happening. I'm still half expecting myself to wake up anytime.

But I know how quickly things change and when reality kicks in, that's when it'll hit me really hard. It's just one of those days when you do personal reflection and reevaluate your life. I don't know if everyone of you does it but I do that sometimes. The worst part about it, it ain't looking too bright. With the global economic recession, it had made even harder to find a job, let alone in a foreign country. To make things worse, the weather is becoming really really cold and I'm down with a minor flu. The whole world suddenly seemed so gloomy and dark.

p.s. It's officially a month yesterday so happy one month! And with that, she's the only good thing going on in my life right now.

The One With Hot Chocolate

2008-10-21T11:31:00.020+01:00

I remember the time when I was back in my primary school days, I would read these Enid Blyton books and read about sitting down in front of a fireplace, drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows. That was how I picture England would be like before I got here. People cuddle round a nice fireplace with hot chocolate in their hands with the cold autumn or winter wind blowing outside.

with

Doesn't the hot chocolate look so appealing to you now? Imagine dipping marshmallows in it as well. Drops of heaven. Haha.

Bliss

However, when I got to Hull, I realized they don't use fireplaces anymore. Bummer.

The One With The Fear

2008-09-10T00:23:00.004+01:00

Yes I know. It's been a while isn't it? It's almost a year since I last updated this blog. Many things happened. Well, to be fair, a year is a long time..or is it? So what triggered me to update this miserable blog of mine?

Fears.
Yes, I have fears.
Fear of losing something precious to you.
When you have nothing to lose, you have nothing to fear.
I wasn't afraid before.
I had nothing.
Therefore, I had nothing to fear.

Now I have the fear.
I have the fear every single day.
I fear that I'll lose her.
I fear that things won't work out the way I hope.
I fear that I will wake up one day and it's all just a dream.
I fear that she'll tell me she doesn't feel that way about me anymore.
I fear that she'll tell me it's over.
I fear that I won't be able to see her again.
I fear.

The One With Leona Lewis

2007-11-06T00:32:00.002Z

Just found out about her and loved this song of hers, Bleeding Love. Leona Lewis, she can really sing! She did a cover for "A Moment Like This" and I think she sings it better than Kelly Clarkson plus she's hotter. lol

The One With The Pic Of The Day

2007-10-13T02:46:00.000+01:00

Alright, I'm off to London for the weekend. Here's a featured picture of the day. Guess what happened. I was involved.

The One With The Haircut (finally!)

2007-09-28T01:33:00.000+01:00

I haven't had a haircut for more than a year. It's a new personal record and I think that should hold for a while. I'm not intending to leave my hair long for another year. This is a big deal. This is actually the first time I went for a haircut. I'm serious. All this while, my mum cuts my hair. Never in my life had anyone cut my hair besides her. This time, I had an English haircut. The hairstylist was pretty hot too. Haha. Anyway, here are some pictures of my hair during my year in the UK. I know it's kinda weird putting so many pictures of myself so just focus on the hair.

...when I first arrived...

...roughly 3 months after I arrived...

...6 months...

....9 months...

...kinda looks like I have a mane huh?

...this was taken 2 days ago...

...and finally...

yeah, I guess I'm back to step 1

It's been a while since I actually felt wind on my neck. Hahaha. So basically this is what happened. First, the lady took my hair away. Then she charged me £7 pounds for it! This is wrong. I should be charging her for the hair! Damn Delilah...

The One With The New Mall, St Stephen's

2007-09-20T23:02:00.000+01:00

St Stephen's is the biggest, most ambitious city centre redevelopment in Hull. They have been constructing it since I came here and finally, it's done. Apparently it is the 2nd largest city centre development in the UK (and it's in Hull!!). It is around 40 acres in the heart of Hull (heck, I don't even know how big an acre is). It incorporates an £18m state-of-the-art transport interchange built to a concept design by acclaimed architects, Wilkinson Eyre which will coordinate bus, coach and rail travel with access to taxis, delivering some 24,000 people to St Stephens’ door each day. St Stephen's will create 2,500 new permanent jobs and 400 temporary jobs during construction (keep in mind I'm still unemployed) and the total cost is a whooping £160m!

cool Starbucks

There were so many people at St Stephen's and it was like 1 o'clock in the afternoon. What the hell? Don't these people have work to do or places to go?

The One With Disturbia

2007-08-27T09:51:00.000+01:00

When I first saw the title, I thought it would be another stupid movie, maybe another disturbing movie like the Saw series or the stupid House Of Wax. The trailer seemed to suggest so anyway. Then I noticed the main actor, Shia LaBeouf, the guy from Transformers, is in it so I thought I might just watch it. Turns out, it was better than I expected. In fact, I like it so much that I decided to promote it here. Haha. So bear with me.

Disturbia has all the elements to a good movie; fun, drama, romance, thriller and of course, a hot chick. Plus Shia LaBeouf is a very good actor. If Tobey Maguire decides to quit Spiderman, I think Shia LaBeouf could be a good Peter Parker too.

Anyway, the movie is about a troubled teen who got into trouble and is sentenced to house arrest. Then his mother cut him off the XBox and iTunes leaving him with nothing to do but to start spying on his neighbours. This is where the "fun" comes in. He has a neighbour who just moved in next door and so happens to be a hot girl.

Later on he noticed another neighbour who seemed to be pretty weird and creepy and started to suspect him as a killer. Okie, the storyline seemed pretty common but I enjoyed watching this movie which is what matters most about a movie. Enjoyable. Oh and also, it comes with a great soundtrack by This World Fair. Check it out.

This World Fair - Don't Make Me Wait

The One With The Chalkboard Gag

2007-08-17T21:22:00.001+01:00

The One With Father's Day

2007-06-15T14:53:00.000+01:00

It's Father's Day this Sunday and I would like to take this opportunity to urge you people to go and wish your dads a Happy Father's Day. I noticed that fathers do not get enough recognition being a father. If you compare how a family celebrates Father's Day to Mother's Day, it's sad. I know I'm in no position to say anything as my father is dead for so long that I don't even remember much of him now but I remembered dressing up all nicely on Mother's Day because our family was going to a nice restaurant and all. We would celebrate Mother's Day with my grandmother, aunts and my mother altogether. When it comes to Father's Day, I don't remember doing anything.

During Mother's Day, the dad probably paid for dinner. During Father's Day, if a family DO go out, the dad probably paid for dinner too. Fathers just aren't appreciated or recognized enough for the things they contributed in the family! Possibly it's because the things they do are not tangible. In a typical 80s or 90s family, the mothers cook for the child, feed the child, shower the child, teach the child, clean the house, wash the clothes and all sorts of house chores. The dads? Nothing? Well, the dad paid for the electric bills, the water bills, the food, the rent! I'm not saying mothers do not deserve all the attention and appreciation. I mean mothers are great but I just think that fathers should be appreciated more.

Being brought up in a Chinese family, it is pretty usual for a guy to not be close to his father. It's just how a typical Chinese boy is brought up. Usually we don't talk, we just take instructions from the father. Something like Eric and his dad in That 70's Show. Maybe it's something to do with making us a man kinda thing. You know how weird guys can be. We're all idiots.

I have lived most my life without a dad. I don't remember how it's like to even have a dad. I do not have anyone to turn to for advice. I do not have anyone to look up on. I know I still have my mother but it's different. She tried hard to be a mother AND a father for us but it's different. Something is still missing. My memories of my dad are so vague now that if I tell you I miss my dad, you'll know I'm lying. But I'll tell you this, I miss having a dad...

I know I look very much like him. What can I say? I'm a chip off the old block

For you guys who still have fathers, do yourself a favor and appreciate your dads while you still can. If now is not the time, when is it? 16 years after he passed away?

On a lighter note, I came across several humorous advertisements about fatherhood and stuff. Enjoy.

The One Where Spring Came And Went

2007-06-12T01:21:00.000+01:00

Spring came and flew by so quickly. According to my student handbook, it's gonna be summer next week. I was so busy with my assignments, exams and stadium work that I didn't really had the time to enjoy it. I remember sitting in my room staring at the nice sky, wishing I was out there. Quote Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes, "If your knees aren't green by the end of the day, you ought to seriously re-examine your life."

However, amidst those assignments and exams, I did manage to find time to snap a few photos. I took the bicycle I permanently borrowed from the senior and went around Hull taking pictures. The weather is so nice here for cycling. It's bright and sunny but it's not hot. I know, it's so weird! You can stand under the sun and still feel cold. It's crazy. Back in Malaysia I wouldn't even want to stand under the sun. I'd sweat just by standing under the sun. Over here, you'll wish you were under the sun because if you're not, you'll be shivering from the cold wind. In short, during spring, weather nice, cycling fun, flowers pretty, nice pictures.

some flowers around Hull...felt so gay when I took those pictures

some sceneries around Hull

early spring and now...

I had a reader from the States who commented on my previous post and she actually linked her blog to mine. It's like...wow! I never expected a reader from outside my circle of friends to actually read what I wrote. Anyway, random tandem, whoever you are, thanks for reading my blog and the birthday wish. Just wondering though, how did you stumble on my blog?

The One When I Became A Quarter Of A Century

2007-06-04T19:33:00.000+01:00

Yes, I'm THAT old now...a quarter of a century! No one should freak out when one reaches that number, right? However I am. I am freaking out a little bit. Not really the fact that I am getting old but the fact that I have not accomplished anything much in my life. I'm 25 goddammit and if you look at what I have done so far in my life, it's sad. I'll be damned if I were to say the same thing again in 5 years' time. I've got to write a 5-year plan. I've got to live my life now.

...something I bought for myself, my first original Arsenal jersey...
it was last year's edition and they were on sale...LoL

But my life isn't all too bad, is it? 5 years ago I wouldn't even dare dream of coming here in the UK, let alone living here. Today, I am in Hull, in England, studying, living, working, earning British pounds, drinking British beers, checking out British chicks. Life's great, isn't it?

Yea, I try to convince myself that all the time....

25 years..has it really been that long? My mother would beg to differ. I bet she had a hard time raising me till today. I never really celebrated my own birthdays much. In fact, I don't remember most of my birthdays except one or two. Usually I spend them alone. However, three years ago, for my 22nd birthday, Masami planned a birthday party for me. It was probably the first birthday party of my own that I can remember. I think I stopped celebrating my own birthdays since kindergarten days. I don't know why. I just don't like singing birthday songs. Anyway, that was a nice birthday. I remembered those who went. Jackson, Chee Kit, GP, Siva, Yuen How, Eddy, MK, Leon, Masami of course, Pei Ti, Beatrice, Daniel, Ben, Sean and Ashley. Too bad I didn't have my camera then.

However, the following year, Andrew gathered a few of my Penang friends/ex-schoolmates and celebrated my birthday at a seafood restaurant in Penang. It was a great meal. Cheese mussels...damn!

you will need to understand Penang Hokkien to understand what we said....
...a good day, yes yes...

2006, I didn't celebrate as well. I can't remember what I did. It was a blur. But don't matter because this year...this year I'm going Edinburgh! Yay! My friends here don't know my birthday and I don't intend to tell them. I'll just enjoy my day and secretly wish myself a happy birthday.

*edited*
I got busted. Somehow they found out even though I tried to lie my way out. They got a cake and celebrated with me.

ps. they also branded me as 二五仔 (25-kid aka traitor)

The One Where I Got Tagged

2007-05-16T23:13:00.000+01:00

This is probably the first time I got tagged and knew about. Timothy Teoh, my ex-coursemate back in Alpha during my MMU Malacca days, tagged me in his blog a couple of days ago but I was too busy to respond. He is a fellow Penangite and a Free's. He is one of the few people I keep in touch quite often recently. Mainly because he is an Internet geek like myself and we are practically online 24/7. Anyway the title of the tag is "Six Weird Things". Before I start with my list, I want to stress on the word weird. Weird means odd and unusual. So now I have a question. If something I do which is weird but there are so many other people who do it as well, does it still make it weird? Or is it now a norm and socially accepted? Hahaha...

Six Weird Things :
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(i) I, too, enjoys reading in the toilet. This is the thing I was talking about. There are a LOT of people who reads in the toilet. Does it make it socially accepted? I know a lot of people who do it. =p

(ii) I have a huge collection of movies. It's so huge that I can open a video shop! But don't blame me, blame Penang authorities for being so lenient on those pirated VCD vendors.

(iii) I love watching sitcoms and I can watch them over and over again without getting bored. Unfortunately, I do not know much people who watches the same shows as I do. (currently after The Office, Everybody Hates Chris, Lucky Louie, Chapelle's Show)

(iv) Being a Chinese and being called Chin. Yup, that is what they call me over here. Apparently that's my first name, Chin. Good thing it's a real word. Chin is the short form for Chinese over here in the UK. They call us the Chins. 'Chin chin' means penis in Japanese. Masami calls me Chin-face. It could also mean dick face >.<"

(v) Being single and under 30 years old in my class for my masters degree. Most of my coursemates are married and have kids! (was gonna write "are married with kids" but that phrase is ambiguous and disturbing)

(vi) Doing this. Replying to a tag. I guess it's counted. I mean, replying to a tag...that's weird stuff. Normal people don't do that!

The Rules :
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(i) direct a link to the guy who tagged you. (Tim)
(ii) list down the top 5 places to eat at your location.
>.<" what the hell...urm..Mc D, Burger King, KFC... I cook my own meals so I guess I have to pass this one.

Tags :
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I'm only tagging those I think read my blog and own a blog
(i) Corine
(ii) Chee Kit
(iii) Kah Mun (don't think he'll be reading mine anytime soon though)

The One With The Seven Words

2007-05-09T21:52:00.000+01:00

Please be advised that the following contains mature and explicit content that may be sensitive to some readers.

Recently I came across George Carlin,the comedian. He is currently the best comedian that is still living. He was ranked #2 in the 100 Greatest Stand-ups of All Time but the first one has already passed away so that would make him the greatest. Anyway, George Carlin came up with this list of "Seven Words You Can Never Say On Television". I don't know whether the seven words are allowed on television now but when he made that list in 1972, I'm sure it wasn't. I have heard this "seven dirty words" bit from many comedies and sitcoms but I never knew that it was made so long ago by George Carlin and I never knew exactly which seven. So I decided to check them out.

The seven words are :
1. shit
2. piss
3. fuck
4. cunt
5. cocksucker
6. motherfucker
7. tits

I agree that most of the words are inappropriate for television but 'shit' and 'piss'?!? I think banning the word 'shit' is a bit harsh. I have been saying 'shit' since standard one!

In an episode of That 70's Show, Eric is seen listening to a George Carlin record and remarks on the list. Later in that episode, Eric refers to Donna's boss using numbers that refer to the list saying, "You 6ing, 7ing monkey 5er. You think your 1 don't stink well 3 off you 3ing 3er." Translation-You motherfucking, titsing monkey cocksucker. You think your shit don't stink well fuck off you fucking fucker.

In another episode of Everybody Hates Chris, Chris got into trouble listening to dirty jokes and when his mother was going to punish him, the narrator cried "number thrrrreeeeeee~~~"

The One When I Dreamt of Home...Twice!

2007-05-05T18:49:00.000+01:00

I dreamt that I was back in Malaysia.
Then I dreamt I was back in Malaysia again.
Twice in the same day.
Haven't had much sleep lately.
Perhaps I was just tired.
Or perhaps I have started to miss home...

p.s. nah...I was probably just tired

The One With The Big Brother

2007-04-12T00:55:00.000+01:00

In case you all do not know what the term 'Big Brother' means, it is actually referring to the government or the authority that is actually doing surveillance on the public. "Big Brother is watching you" is how they would usually use it.

Apparently, UK is one of the most watched places on earth and has 20% of World's CCTV in UK, which is around 1 CCTV for 14 people. There had been controversies on this issue for a long time. However, it seemed like those controversies are not stopping them from starting a new type of camera, a 'talking' CCTV. Yup, now the CCTV actually catches you doing crime and tells you not to do it.

This is not a prank television show like Punk'd. So if you ever need to dig your nose or scratch your balls and you thought no one was watching, think again. Imagine the CCTV going "Sir, please don't scratch your balls in public. Go wash your hands. Thank you."

For further readings, click here.

The One When I'm Lovin' It

2007-04-06T00:42:00.000+01:00

I'm sure everyone here knows what the icon 'Big M' stands for and I'm sure everyone here has been there at least once in their life. I don't know about you guys but I love Mc D more than any other fast-food restaurants. I know there are other fast-food restaurants that serve better burgers (Burger King) but there ain't no fast-food chain bigger and more popular than the 'Big M'.

I always thought these food chains serve the same menu all over the world until I went to Singapore a couple of years ago. They had this Double Fillet-O-Fish (which Malaysia didn't have until later). As a person who isn't so crazy about fish, it wasn't a big deal for me. I was like "Who cares if they have Double Fillet-O-Fish? I don't eat them anyways". I don't remember ordering a Fillet-O-Fish meal at Mc Donald's ever. However, if you have been to Mc D with me for a few times, you'll notice that I will order only the Double Cheeseburger meal.

I'm a meat lover, I must admit and the Big Mac is really too big for me so the Double Cheese is really ideal for me. It has pickles, cheese and more importantly, two beef patties. Then the Quarter Pounder came. I sticked to my Double Cheese until my friend, Addy, asked me to go for the Quarter Pounder because the meat is much juicier. Since then, my only meal sets were the Double Cheese and Quarter Pounder. I thought Mc Donald's had nothing more to offer me until I came to UK. May I present you, Bacon Cheeseburger!

When we first saw it, we all knew we had to try it. It wasn't that expensive as it only cost a pound. But it was just a small burger and wasn't as satisfying and filling. Something was till missing. This small burger can't replace my love for the Double Cheese or for the Quarter Pounder. Then came something else, something huge. I was in London when I first saw it. I knew this was it. I am sure the person who came up with the idea was a genius (and was probably fat). Double Quarter Pounder!

did you see the size of that baby?

As I was eating that burger, I was thinking how good it was and how Addy would have enjoyed it too. He was a Quarter Pounder lover. I hope they will offer this burger back in Malaysia soon. I doubt the Bacon Cheeseburger will be offered though.

By the way, they only have tomato ketchup in their fast-food restaurants. They do not have any chilli sauce. In fact, burger stalls and the stadium too. They don't have any chilli sauce. Either they don't like it or they just don't have it. I think they prefer mustard sauce. They have brown sauce, mustard sauce and tomato sauce but they just don't have any chilli sauce.

The One With All The Baths

2007-04-04T23:34:00.000+01:00

The 'Bath' I'm referring to, is not an activity of cleaning or washing but is a city in the west direction of London. A friend told me that it was a beautiful place and it is near the infamous World Wonder, Stonehenge. Since we were all the way down to London, we thought we might as well take a visit to Bath. So we went.

Indeed, Bath is a beautiful place...

Paranoma view of The Circus

exactly how cheap?

an interesting street performer in Bath

Bath is well-known for its baths. They have all sorts of baths in Bath, from a old Roman bath to a modern Thermae Bath Spa. Maybe because they have natural hot springs around the city that is why baths are such a huge thing in Bath. As a person who doesn't indulge this kind of luxuries, I wasn't too keen about visiting the modern bath. However, when it came to the old Roman bath, it was something I couldn't resist. I had to see how it really looked like inside.

I was fortunate to have gone in during the tour hours. There was so much interesting information about the bath and its architecture. I mean you read about it, you even play games about it (Caesar 3). Roman architecture was ahead of its time. Truly, it was. The way the bath was built was fascinating.

Another reason people visit Bath is because it is near the World Wonder, Stonehenge. There are tours to Stonehenge from Bath each day. Stonehenge is about an hour's drive away. It is actually in a place near Salisbury.

The reason why Stonehenge is such a big deal is because until this day, nobody knew the real reason why it was there. There were theories that it was for rituals and religious purposes. There were even theories saying it is a place for astronomical observation. But I think the most intriguing thing about Stonehenge is how it was built.

The One With The Career Fair In London

2007-04-03T00:03:00.000+01:00

It's the time of the year again. Students graduating, companies hiring and career fairs all over the place. It's been a week since I went down to London for this career fair. I took a lot of hassle to buy the train ticket and book hostel rooms and only to find it disappointing because the companies that turned up were all Malaysian-based companies. I was hoping I could find some permanent job in England later.

London Eye

Big Ben

A stupid incident happened when I was taking this Big Ben picture. I was walking past Big Ben in London the other day when a man approached me and ask me for the time. As you all know, the Big Ben of the House Of Parliament is actually a clock tower but it didn't hit me at that time. When a man asks you for the time, it's like a reflex and you'll somehow check your watch for the time. Only after that I realized that the clock tower was right there!

The One With The Part-time Job(s)

2007-03-13T16:24:00.000Z

A phone call came. He picked up. His friend was on the other line. She said it was good news. They got the part-time job they applied a couple of weeks earlier. It was at a Chinese restaurant. Mr Chu's they called it. It is supposed to be the biggest Chinese Restaurant in UK and possibly Europe too. The girl sounded excited and thrilled that they got the job but the guy did not share the same feelings. He wondered if he should take up a second job. He wondered if he could handle the workload. How he wished this part-time job had come earlier. Again, he faced a dilemma. Nevertheless, he decided to try the second job out.

That day, that fateful Saturday, 10th of March 2007, he got ready real early for work. He shared a taxi with a few friends and reached Mr Chu's China Palace at 5pm. Work starts at 6pm.

He changed and sat in the changing room waiting. Waiting for the time to start work. Was he nervous? Not really but something else clouded his mind. "Am I able to adapt to this place?" he asked himself. Most of the workers there are from China and the chefs are from Hong Kong. They spoke in a language he was not accustom to and especially not with their strong accent.

Then the time arrived. He was to work in the kitchen that day. He listened attentively to the seniors as they taught him the ways and learnt as much as he could. The table numbering, the place to store the bowl and plates, the way to put the dishes on the tray, etc. As a kitchen boy, he was mainly supposed to carry those dishes the chefs cooked outside to the their respective tables and wait for the waiters and waitresses in charged of that area to place them. It was not a complicated job he was told but when the busy time comes (around 8-ish), it would be a different kind of story.

People started coming in and before he knew it, the place started to fill up. He looked at his watch. Yup, it was 8pm. Busy time. All of the sudden, the lady boss came in. Mrs Chu probably. She asked, "What are you doing here? Today you are to work outside" and sent him out. She assigned him to a waitress whom, later on he found out, was the fastest waitress in the restaurant. She told that waitress that he was to learn from her today and should follow what she do. That waitress looked at him with displeasure. People are now pouring in. Not only she had to deal with all those customers, now she had to deal with a noob. Luckily for him, she did what she were told and taught him as much as she could, as soon as possible. There just weren't enough time. He had to start learning all over again and had to do it straightaway. She taught him how to clear the table, how to set the table, where and how to put those utensils and dishes, etc. He got nervous and started to sweat. He had never wait on a customer in a restaurant before. The fact that she spoke in her China Mandarin accent did not help. He struggled understand her. She could repeat the sentence three times and still he would not understand what she was trying to say. Nevertheless, he did it. Although he was not in charged of more important things like taking orders and bringing the bills, he was relieved that he was able to cope. A few mistakes he made but they were irrelevant. The customers left happy and satisfied. He was just glad he didn't screw anything up.

Soon, the people got less and less and he was able to breath again. Everyone started clearing the tables and cleaning up the place so he followed the same. With a sigh of relief, he was glad the day was over. Working in a restaurant was difficult compared to the job he had at the stadium and especially so when the colleagues spoke in an accent so difficult for him to catch.

There were a couple of birthday celebrations that day. It was a common sight he was told. The Brits loved to celebrate their birthdays at a Chinese Restaurant. To them, going to a Chinese Restaurant was like going to "somewhere special". Funny how back in his country, "somewhere special" would usually mean a fancy restaurant like "The Ship", "TGI Friday" and "Chilli's". He remembered how he and his friends used to enjoy western food at those places for a nice dinner. It is probably the same for the Brits. Just that to them, a nice dinner would mean going to a Chinese restaurant.

The One With The Part-time Job

2007-03-07T01:10:00.000Z

KC Stadium

I've been trying hard to find a part-time job in Hull and today, I finally managed to get one. Actually I got it yesterday but it starts today. And guess what? It's at Hull's football stadium! Hahaha. It is not that far from my university and there's a couple of ways to get there. You can either go there by bus and walk a little later or you can walk for 30 mins to reach there (note : 30 mins for Europe people to walk, me maybe 45 mins). But, I decided to cycle there instead. Hahaha. I borrowed a bicycle from a senior and cycled there. Took me around 20 to 25 mins but it's not so bad. The only problem is that my balls hurt. Something that I got used to after a while. Either they've grown stronger and withstand the pain or they've fainted from the pain.

So after 25 mins of cycling, I reached the stadium and went to Exit 23. There were security but somehow, they were sort of like expecting me. I just walk right through and the field is right in front of me. I was wearing black shoes and black pants (required) so maybe that's the secret code. I signed in and was assigned to a booth 9. Where the hell is booth 9? They also gave me a shirt to change and a cap to wear. So I didn't bother with booth 9 and changed. I then ran into a few other university students from Malaysia and they guided me to booth 9. In case you guys didn't know what booth 9 is, it's actually a food stall in the stadium which sells burgers, hot dogs, coffees and etc. I reported for duty and told the booth leader that it was my first time working here and was hoping she teach me some stuff. But she didn't so I just stood there for like 10 to 15 mins before more staff came in. There were around 10 of us together, all of them are English except me =.=". Then, they all went to the positions, got ready and this is where it all began. The booth leader suddenly pointed to me and this other new girl and ask us to handle two more counters. I was like "OMG! You're gonna let me "interact" with the customers straightaway?" She then briefed us on the cash machine (actually just the girl, I had to go over and learn) and expected us to start straightaway.

Then my first customer came. He was this old man and he asked for coffee. So as a procedure , I had to ask him whether he wants a black coffee or white coffee. He wanted a white so in my head i was like "okie...take the "White Coffee" cup out, put hot water....hot water overflows..fuck!" I quickly apologized and got him another cup. Apparently I have to press the button on the hot water machine once and it will fill up the cup nicely. I wasn't told! Damn it. Then more customers came. I was still nervous and all for the first few customers but after a while I got used to it. I never really faced any problems except maybe their pronunciation. There was this kid who had to say 'Fanta' three times before I got what he said. They pronounced 'Fanta' with a silent 'ta'. Ugh!

Today's match was at 7.45pm (UK time) and I went there around 6pm. People didn't really start to come until 7pm. At 7.30pm there were queue but still manageable. During kick-off, there weren't as much people anymore. However, during half-time, fuuhhh...people mountain, people sea. I was trying my best to serve as many customers as I could. Then shortly after the second half began, the booth leader closed the stall and we started clearing up and counting the cash machines. Everyone then started to take some pies and eat. I was wondering if it'll be deducted from your pay or something so I didn't eat any until the booth leader asked if I want anything. I asked her if they were free and when she said yea, I felt like an idiot >.<". As I was a new guy I didn't dare take much, just a chicken pie and a coffee. After we finished cleaning, only then I realized what they do to those leftovers. They threw it out =.=". I should have tapau some back!! Serves me right for not being greedy.

Menu (those I can remember)

Drinks

hot chocolate
black coffee
white coffee
soup
tea
Bovril <--- yes...Bovril soup
Coke
Diet Coke (here they use Coke Zero)
Fanta <--- grrr...
Water
a pint of lager
a pint of tetleys <--- not sure what this is

Food

stadium burger
cheese burger
chicken and mushroom pie
steak and kidney pie
cheese and onions pie
sausage roll
hot dog

Snacks

Kit Kat
New Yorkie
some potato chips
some chewies

The food costs around £2.50 while the drinks cost around £1.50 (except for the beers £2.60) and the snacks are less than a pound.

I worked from 6pm till 10pm and from the 4 hours of work at the booth, I made a small survey on the drinks they buy. They like to drink white coffee before the match and Bovril during half-time. Out of ten drinks, averagely 3 of them will be white coffee, 3 of them Bovril, 3 more will be beers and then maybe a tea or soup.

Working at the stadium was an experience, definitely a nice experience. The job was not difficult and it was rather fun. However, my legs were very tired when I reached home.

The One With Chris Rock (Part 1)

2007-02-27T14:14:00.000Z

Chris Rock.
Chris Rock is one of the funniest comedian who ever lived. He was ranked 5th on the 100 Greatest Stand-ups of All Time list by Comedy Central in 2004. You may not know him by his name but I'm sure you have seen his face and heard his high-pitched voice. If you still do not know who I'm talking about then shame on you.

Although he didn't have much great movies under his belt but his stand-ups are so good that they made Russell Peters' looked like kindergarten. Here are some videos from YouTube that can justify my statement there. They are a little vulgar but who cares.

Platonic Friends
Now before you watch this video, you should know what platonic friends means.
platonic - purely spiritual; free from sensual desire, esp. in a relationship between two persons of the opposite sex. (from Dictionary.com)
In this video, he talked about how men do not have platonic friends when women have plenty.

"...I made a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in the Friend Zone. Oh No!"
How many of you guys out there have experienced the same thing? Haha...I'll be the first to put my hands up.

Toss The Salad
In this video, he talked about how in prison they make a new inmates toss their salad. I know most of you would not know what tossing a salad meant.
Tossing a salad - to lick or eat out from another person's ass. (from UrbanDictionary.com)
That's right. You heard me. It's disgusting but that is what that is happening in prison. It's even worse than sucking another man's dick.

"Hey Jimmy, you got a D. You know what you gotta do."
"NOOoooOooo....noooooooooo....i don't wanna toss the salad...I will read...i will learn to readdd..."
I'm telling you if they implement this in school, everyone will score straight A's.

The HBO special on "Toss The Salad" Chris Rock mentioned in his stand-up.

Chris Rock? Chris rocks!

The One With The MSA CNY reunion dinner

2007-02-16T14:09:00.000Z

When I decided to come to UK, I kissed CNY celebration goodbye, along with the reunion dinner and everything else that has anything to do with CNY. However, our MSA (Malaysians Student Association) had this "reunion" dinner thingie at New World Restaurant yesterday so I thought "okie, maybe I'll go check it out".

There were around 6 tables of tens altogether so it was crowded in this small restaurant.

"lou sang"

Clearly I didn't expect to be able to "lou sang" in UK so yesterday was kinda fun. At least it was with my "family" in UK so I guess it was kind of reunion.

...the usual suspects...

The One With All The Random Photos (Hull)

2007-02-15T18:25:00.000Z

I am doing my 2nd semester now and after going through one semester in Hull and UK, you have got to have some nice pictures. I took quite a lot of pictures but I'll just show you guys some of them.

*edited*

The One With The Snow

2007-02-08T22:56:00.000Z

Yes, I know it's been a while. 4 months to be exact. Well, I have been busy with my assignments and exams but mostly it was because I was lazy. Anyway, I have decided to start blogging again so here it is.

Today, it snowed again. Yes, again. It was the second time it snowed in Hull this year. The first time it snowed, it was on the 23rd of January 2007 at around 4am. I know what you're thinking, how the hell would I know that it snowed at 4am. It was because I was still awake studying for my exam. I had a paper the next morning. However, I still managed to spend 20 mins going around snapping some pictures.

the view outside from my room window

this is how it looked like before

That was snow the other day. Today's snow was so little that I didn't bother taking pictures. Actually, it was kinda bad because if it's too little snow, it will turned into mud after it melts which is pretty fast. From my two snow-days experience, I have manage to come up with some advantages and disadvantages of the snow.

Advantages :
1. it's exciting because it's not like you get to see it everyday and especially not for us who are from tropical countries
2. it's very beautiful and pretty to look at and turns the sceneries into instant postcards photos
3. it's fun because if it snows enough, you can get to make snowballs and throw them at your friends
4. if it snows more, you can even build a snowman!
5. and if it snows even more, classes might be canceled which is even better

Disadvantages :
1. it may get a little cold, sometimes too cold until it spreads to your "special place" >.<"
2. the path will be slippery
3. if it snows too little, like today, it can be a little muddy
4. and the worst thing snow can bring us is how it will make you look like a fool.

Know why? It is because only people like you and I, who have never seen snow before, would come out at 4am in the morning, start taking pictures of the snow and dance in the snow, smiling like an idiot.

this is the view from my friend's room window

The One With The DST and Halloween

2006-10-29T01:13:00.000Z

It's officially 1.12am in UK. It was supposed to be 1.12am an hour ago but now it's 1.12am again. Why? It's because of the DST (Daylight Saving Time). Apparently there's this automatic update in the Windows time system for you if your time is set to UK time. So technically I gained an hour for no apparent reason. Great. For more information regarding DST, visit Wikipedia for more information. Click here.

By the way, it's Halloween's today I think. I went to some Halloween party earlier. There were some costumes and all. If I were to go as Nacho Libre, it would be hilarious. I know Halloween is supposed to be scary and all but imagine me dressing as Nacho. The thought itself is scary!

The One With The Beers

2006-10-07T01:20:00.000+01:00

Before I tell you about my orientation and registration week, let me tell you about what happened yesterday. It was one of my Malaysian friend's birthday yesterday. There was gonna be a party at his place apparently so I decided to get some booze. Four of us went inside this minimart kinda place called Sainsbury. We checked out the beers (Carling, Stella Artois, Heineken, Carlsberg,etc.), compared the price and went to the counter to buy. Then, the lady at the counter asked for my ID because apparently I don't look 18 (the legal age to buy alcohol is 21 in the UK but usually if you're above 18 you can buy). I was like "What?! Are you kidding me?!? I don't look 18?!?" then she replied "obviously, why else would I ask for your ID?" But to make things worse, she wouldn't accept our student card nor our driving license and MyKad (because they were in Malay). It was like "WTF?!?" I cannot believe this, really. I'm 24 and I CAN'T GET BEER?!?? This is so stupid...so lame!!

We then left Sainsbury and went into another minimart nearby. I went in took the beers, paid at the counter and went out. No questions asked. WTF?!? So I suddenly looked 18 after walking for another 5 mins? Ish...I came up with my own conclusions though. Either the lady at Sainsbury is a racist or she has a problem with us. Period.

Either way, I have decided to boycott that place and if you know me from MMU Cyber, then you would know what happens if I decided to boycott a place. I'll never step foot into it again.

p.s. I drank 5,6 bottles of Stella Artois and Budweiser that night and ended up a lil' tipsy

The One With The Arrival

2006-10-02T01:42:00.000+01:00

After a long 14-hour ride, I reached the Manchester Airport. I tried to be cool, went to take my luggage and gathered with some Malaysians who are also studying in Hull with me. Apparently, the University Of Hull was supposed to send a welcome team to take us to the university. We arrived at around 7am(London time) but the welcome team was nowhere to be seen. Luckily there were quite a number of us Malaysians(around 9 or 10) that took the same flight to Manchester so we grouped together. I took the time-off to make a phone call back home and went around to check out the airport.

...the only thing left that stood between me and England...

...an interesting find inside the airport toilet...

...that would be me, Koey and Erik waiting for the welcome team...
and we're proud Penangites!

There's another thing peculiar about the Manchester Airport. There is no rubbish bin anywhere! People tell me it's for safety precautions. Apparently, rubbish bins are the terrorists' favourite bomb-planting location. Could be true...

In case some of you don't know, I am not in Manchester. I'm studying in Hull which is the north-east side of England and it's around 2 hours bus ride away from the Manchester Airport. So after the 14-hour flight and the 3-hour wait for the welcome team, there's another 2-hour bus ride. Boy, was I psyched!

...not the kind of road trip I was expecting...

...well, we reached eventually...

and I was given the Brandesburton House...

...home sweet home, I guess...

As I was pretty bummed from the journey, I quickly unpacked my things so that I could rest. Then a dead bug caught my eye and when I took a closer look, I was horrified...

it was as big as an AA battery!

The One Where I Am Airborne

2006-09-27T01:23:00.000+01:00

As many of you all probably know, I took a transit from Penang through Singapore then to Manchester Airport. The ride to Singapore was nice. There wasn't much people on the plane and I had the whole row of seats to myself. I even changed my seat somewhere else more comfortable and with better view. Anyway, I had these for "supper" and they were great.

Then the air hostess asked me if I wanted any drinks. I asked her what she got so she started naming drinks for me...coffee, tea, coke, lime juice, Tiger....

Oh yeah, I can't say no to a Tiger

The customs from Singapore to Manchester was stricter than the one from Penang. I had to on my notebook to prove that it was indeed a notebook and not a bomb. A man behind me brought a bottle of water and was asked to take a sip from it. It was kinda cool though. Haha.

The ride wasn't as nice as I had hoped. I didn't get the aisle as I had hoped. And to make it worse, I was seated in the middle of a big Chinese guy and an English lady so you can imagine how uncomfortable it was. It was a 14-hour flight apparently and it was exactly like what my aunt said it would be; eat, sleep, wake up then eat again and then sleep some more. I managed to watch MI:3, a movie which I missed and tricked into buying, a RM4 DVD that wasn't clear. I re-watched Nacho Libre too. Hahaha.

The One With The Departure

2006-09-26T01:15:00.000+01:00

yes, I have short hair now

Yes, I can finally online. It's been a "rough week" without internet access and I wasn't desperate enough to pay £2(RM14) an hour for it. Oh well, finally Orientation Week's over and I'm left with registrations this week. Classes haven't officially started yet so I'm still kinda free. I have so much to write and so many pictures to show so I'll start from that fateful day, the day I depart from Penang, September 16th 2006. The final few days was a lot of fun. Had nice dinners, watched a good movie and spent the rest of my time packing my things. My mother had me bring a box of Maggi Mee to the UK. It was like 10kg. Shit! However, it was reduced to around 4kg because my luggage limit was around 30kg in total. Heck, I'm not gonna bring 10kg worth of Maggi Mee to the UK.

That day was gloomy day. Dark clouds scourged the sky as drops fell from the sky. No lah, I don't think it rained but it would have made the departure more emotional so let's assume it did. Hahaha. I started sending out my final smses only to initiate a few final calls and sms replies from some of you all. However, Jack's second sms is the only one that hit me hard. He wrote "zhou heng tai geh, mm sai kong yeh one". This is what it should be you know. Everything's understood, there's no need for words.

So I reached the airport rather early, only to find some of my friends were even earlier, waiting to send me off. I've told people not to send me because it'll makes things easier but in the end, Andrew, Kelvin, Jee Loong, Terry, Yi Wen, Aun Pein and Zhenjian came.

I bet some of you were wondering if I cried. I didn't. I wouldn't let myself. Yi Wen cried a little bit and made me sad. Lucky she held it back. But was really touched that she shed tears for me. However, as I walked through the departure counter, I did feel a little heavy but NO TEARS. I think they will come, just not yet.

The One With The Movies

2006-09-08T18:03:00.000+01:00

In case you all wonder what I have been doing all this time, I have been doing nothing but wasting my time. After the World Cup month, I have watched a lot of movies and played a lot of games. Of course there's the passport thingie, the visa thingie, the room reservations or in short, just bla~! There's so many things to settle that sometimes you'll feel ughhhhh! Then there's the shopping. Oh, this part I don't mind, not at all. In fact, it's kinda cool to have so many new things. My mother was like "get it here lah, over there expensive" kinda attitude. So, I got myself a new wallet(RM30), a new watch(RM200) and a LOT of new clothes(mostly winter clothes).

I never knew that long john is that thing you wear underneath your sweater and shirt like those underwear Mr Bean wear. I always thought it was another name for the male reproduction organ like Big Willie, boner, Anaconda, King Cobra or pee pee. So you can imagine what I was thinking then the salesgirl asked me if I want any long johns.

Oh, I also got a webcam as a farewell gift from a few people and by a few, I mean 11(Jackson, Yen Ling, Sim, Beatrice, Addy, Corine, Chee Kit, MK, Fion, Kah Mun and Joyce). Thank you guys.

Logitech® QuickCam Fusion

Many movies I've watched since Finals(I mean MMU finals exam and not World Cup Finals). One of the few recent ones I really liked are Nacho Libre. It has several funny lines and scenes which cracked me up. Mostly it's because he says them in that Mexican slang.

Nachoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Chancho, when you are a man, sometimes you wear stretchy pants in your room...it's for fun"

"Hug hug, kiss kiss, hug hug, big kiss, little hug, kiss kiss, little kiss"

"Take it easy"

"I think that me and my friend are ready to go pro"

Then there's this Snakes On A Plane. I would say it's the best movie but it's okie. The storyline is common except it has snakes that's all. The only thing I remember best from that movie is the part where this guy got bitten in the Long John area when he was pee-ing. I even find myself double-checking the toilet bowl before I pee nowadays. Phobia >.<"

By the way, I'm sure most of you have heard about this new invention that allows ladies to pee standing? Anyway, just check out this item. Pee-ing device for women.
http://www.travelmateinfo.com/page002.html

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The One Where I Become A Graduate (Part 2)

2006-09-07T14:35:00.000+01:00

Convocation marks the end of one's university life. Post-studies aside, it also marked the end of my university life. It's true that many people walk in your life but only a few bring significance to you. So I would like to take this opportunity to thank those people who had been significant and had walked together with me through my university life.

1. Those whom lived with me
- GP
- Yuen How
- Jackson
- Siaw Khang
- Chee Kit
- Meng Kwee
- Siva

Thanks for putting up with me all these years. It has been great fun living with you guys. (I think it's time we live with different people)

2. Those whom went classes with me and all
- Masami
- Beatrice

Thanks for making me attend the classes more willingly. The time we spent had been "educational". (You meant a lot more to me than you think you do)

3. Those whom washed toilet together with me (training at Smart-Ed)
- Wei Hong
- Addy
- Terry
- Yi Wen
- Zhenjian
- Collin
- Jacey

Working at Smart-ed is a bitch. Thanks for keeping me company.

4. Those whom I wished I knew them earlier
- Sim
- Kah Mun
- Corine
- Aun Pein
- Sher Lin

Glad I knew you before I graduated.

5. Those whom I can't categorize
- Fion
- Pei Ti
- Sean
- Yen Ling

You have each contributed a piece in my university life.

6. Those whom I didn't mention
It's either I have forgotten or the hard cold truth....you're not worth mentioning! haha..just kidding.

Here are some random pictures from convo which I didn't post.

SOOOoooo glad to be the first ones there...

when my family saw this picture, they asked if Siva was my lecturer =.="

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo...

You know what is wrong with this picture? NONE of us was looking at the camera!

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The One Where I Become A Graduate (Part 1)

2006-08-22T09:22:00.000+01:00

It's official! I am now a graduate.

Behold!!

I can now contribute to Malaysia's workforce....or rather increase the unemployment rate. Either way, it won't be for long as I will be leaving for U.K. in a month's time.

12th August 2006.
This day brings significance to many of us. It is a day where we can actually declare ourselves free from any affiliation with MMU, a day where we are finally free from the grasp of sadist lecturers who tortures students for their own pleasures (which reminds me, anyone still interested in the E.T.Yeoh plan?). Many of us can actually pat our own backs and say "Yes, we've done it!" I'm sure many of us can't wait to get our asses outta here.

Everyone seemed to be excited about their convocation but not me. Maybe it's because I should have graduated years ago, together with people my age. Nothing to be happy or excited about that. Or maybe it's because I screwed up and didn't get my first class at the final 100 metres. Either way, I was not too keen to attend the ceremony and if I had a choice, I wouldn't want to even come. It's boring, it's hot, it's a waste of time.

However, the night before I had a hard time falling asleep. Was I excited about convocation? Maybe. But I think it's because something else hit me that night. I saw how happy and excited my mother and my grandparents were.

..sometimes some things that may not matter much to you but it might mean the world to another..

I felt so bad for being so selfish. What was I thinking? This isn't just my convocation. It's also my mother's first son's convocation and my grandparent's eldest grandson's convocation. I owe them this.

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The One Where It All Begins (Pilot)

2006-08-15T19:28:00.000+01:00

Yes, this is me...

the name's Khor...Hart Khor

and this is my blog, my life as of August 16th onwards, my road to redemption.

This is where it begins as I start counting down to the day I leave for U.K., the day when evil triumphs over good. Yes, exactly a month from now I shall be gone from the streets of Penang. But don't worry, I will make sure I leave my ass-prints on Gurney Drive.

I realized I didn't make a proper introduction of myself so here it is.

Khor.
24.
Male.
Penang.

Wasn't there a time when these were introductory lines?

Person 1 : a/s/l?
Person 2 : 16/m/pg

How simple life was then.
Anyway, that is all for now. Be back for more reads.

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