Tuesday, December 29, 2009

pagetwentyone: coutingdowntothenextchapter!

Time for new year resolutions! Which I am going to start NOW, and follow-through/carry-on next year!

Went out with Lalat today, things have never changed between the both of us. Even if it did, it is for the better, we have more things in common now. And he is very wise, he makes a lot of cow-sense. Met up with 'Carmen' today again =) awesome and funny company, she is.

Lalat told me about his father again, the man who came to Kuantan with only RM10.00 and became the businessman he is today; the 'dato'. He also told me how his father borrowed lorries and sourced for goods to transport. And eventually bought 10 lorries by cash. I'm quite sure some of these determination has overflowed to the son.

I will definitely think of a business that I can venture in without much capital.

****
Things that I want to do next year.
1) Save MORE money - buy my first bond (After May learn from Guzh; talk to 3Shu)
2) Do more charity - visit homes once a month? Give free tuition?
3) Exercise. Think Fight Club.
4) Get my ass to UK [Cardiff Univ] safely. (with cash)

When I'm in UK
1) Work (buy bag for mummy! earn airtickets (5) for them to come over for my convocation)
2) Study damn hard. ARGHH!

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I really feel like time is flying. In no time it would be new year. Then all the deadlines for my assignments; then CNY in feb. Then March last month to work. April one month to do my final revision. May exams. More intern and learn from Guzh. After that it would be Sept.

I only need to concentrate for about another 120 days.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

pegetwenty: moviesgrandmas,facebooksfriends.

Believe it or not, my grandma went to watch Avatar with her friends. And I went to watch it with my cousin sister and my youngest brother.

****

Slow and steady on fb =)

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Dies, I'm feasting my eyes again. What's wrong with me?

****

I think dad's prospects are too disruptive, arbitrary, undecided, subject to change and fickle. I need something steady, assuring, decided and confirmed.

Saturday, December 26, 2009

pageninteen: waking up in a hotel


It has been awhile since I've stayed in a hotel. Am in Mu-ar now. Heading down for breakfast!











*****
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3w7t9DyGkqg

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hls8lCHtSS0&feature=related

I'm worship leading these two songs for Susan's wedding. I think these are very beautiful songs, somehow the lyrics are very visual, and I like them.

*****

also spoke to JYong the fool. LOL. I think he has issues.


*****

I've sent her a message on fb. I'm refreshing it, constantly hoping that the red tab below would indicate a notification from her. Hmm. I've asked Thungy to pray with me for patience. I can feel it within me. I also looked at her pics. =)

*****

She replied. -)))

I replied. grins.

Friday, December 25, 2009

pageeighteen: twofortysevenamtwentyfifthofdecember

Now that I've added you, I'm still patiently waiting for you to post me a message. You definitely have found the nicely folded notes in your newly bought clothes. Hmm I really can't be in your shoes to know what you're thinking. So I guess the only way for me to know is to ask you.

DavidE, AngelaY and surprisingly Esther went out for YC after church Christmas dinner together. LOL this is such a small world, I didn't know Esther is a Christian. And it's good to know that she's out of the k-circle. And her faith is strong, not too weakened by the break. =)

** makes me want to organise another event that scale to impact the kids. I think it would really lay down a good foundation. I shall try to plan that once before I go to UK. **

Thinking of you.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

pageseventeen: Patience is something I don't have.

I added her as a friend on fb. I really couldn't wait anymore. Tuesday is when we last met. One day wait (today is Thursday) is too agonising.

We'll see how it goes from here. I really want to be good friends with her before anything. And the 6mths - 1year rule MUST apply.

Here we go!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

pagesixteen: constant

Besides constant hardwork,

I am constantly sowing the seeds of network and grow the roots of partnership.

JL; CW; MJ; STYL; BeNG; MLFW;

KimH; ASingh.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

pagefifteen: When is the last time I felt this way

I knew that there was something different about you. You used to be the quiet sister of my friend. I've seen you around. But, not much interaction and I don't know you well.

I think it is normal for me to be attracted to you even it's only day 2 (and last day). Maybe there is your beautiful sister to contrast. I know for sure that your beauty that I'm attracted to is not just skin-deep.

I guess, your mum is on my side now. To think of it, I'm really such a strategist. Oh well, that's what life is about right. "Work for what you want."

When I look at you, other things don't seem to matter anymore. I just want to see your smile and know you more. I really haven't had that feeling for quite some time. (well, 2 years is long, isn't it)

Then again, I think it's a choice. Of course, I'm drawn to you.

Will you be mine?

Saturday, November 28, 2009

pagefourteen: the milestone chapters ahead

after my exams in May it would be another chapter.

when I arrive in UK it would be another chapter.

after my exams in 2011 May it would be another chapter.

the crossroads where I decide where to continue by bar exams would be another chapter. (english, singapore or malaysian bar)

during my attachment would be one fun chapter.

after my attachment would be another chapter. (till then, I shall get back to you on what are the plans)

Sunday, November 22, 2009

pagethirteen

12 days ago was my birthday

2 days ago dad pissed me off AGAIN.

20 hrs ago I think he did the same when he called me. (and I told him, "Can I rest?")
[note an estimated 20, so that it would be a consistent 2 with the two above there]

2 days later I should better had FOUND my scholarship. (wonder whether this is Future Perfect Tense in proper use)

2 weeks later I would be slightly richer and should put my first f.d. into the bank account, though I might only earn RM20 out of it.

what is most important now is:-
1) SCHOLARSHIP
2) STUDIES

Monday, November 9, 2009

pagetwelve: newyear

time for resolutions

1) top my batch for law (be the first part timer who owns all the full timers)
2) save money - start FD account, some long term unit trust/shares
3) guitar
4) ice skating

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

pageeleven: happiest day

I'll only remember of the happiest day of my life when I'm living through tough times.

Listening to Hybrid, and being ignorant to the sound of every thought and the thought of every sound - totally blissful.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

pageten:

I really am such an optimist. Maybe that's why people come to me with negativity and hope to be provided with a solution, an optimistic solution.

Why do I blog this way? Is it because, I've absorb all of their negativity and I don't realise it? And blogging is just a way for me to realise these thoughts?

So much as happened around me, but not to me these few days. Well maybe there are things happening to me, just that I'm not noting them. Actually, to come to think of it, I've been having a lot of fun myself. I just forgot about the blessings, which I have to count.

Dear Diary, did I tell you that I miss PAPland very much? I really want to be there with my friends. I don't even know whether they still remember me. And whether we can still have as much fun together.
I am also embarrassed to go back, all the guys though in NS have cars. And they are....they are... and I am... fuck it.

************maybe it's just the lack of sleep. (that's why I'm like this)
try again tmr.

page: THE TORN & CRUSHED PAGE

I look at yours, I look at mine.
Again, I look at mine and realise, that mine's not good enough.

Yours is better.

I can tell you're the smart/intelligent type, I know your type well. I can smell it from afar.
Maybe it's not the smell, but the drips of sour jealousy, drained inside of me.
My outside smiled, my insides grimaced.

It is not the smell, I just detact the corrosion of my ego when I taste some one like you.
My shiny-esteem rusts away as you shelved, cataloged and decorated my scattered, messy thoughts.

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I don't think anyone should be reading my blog. I don't know whether it's me or it's a normal thing to do. I don't write so flamboyantly in my diary, but the fact that I know someone I don't know my stumble upon this; I consciously write better.

At the same time, I want to put things in codes, so that those whom I know who chance upon this would not know that I'm talking about them. (Yes, now I'm talking about you)

I have no idea why I'm so optimistic in real life, but as a blogger I'm such a pessimist. And it seems like I'm complaining about everything.

I just can't blog about happy things. Though when I'm viewing them, I find them entertaining. But to have those ideas of funny blogposts to arise naturally, no. I don't have those.

I have these. EMO SHITS.

Monday, October 26, 2009

pageeight: my new home pages

I just posted the water issue to the JJB.

I have yet to hunt for scholarship.

I have new pages for my home page. To keep in touch with the news.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Thursday, October 22, 2009

pagesix: internet addict

It's a relapse. When you have it, you'll use it. Just like any other electronic devices.

Anyway, I saw DG on fb today and had a little chat with him. He commented that I have the "natural talent and confidence, which is a hallmark quality a great lawyer should possess." He asked me to add it with "passion and dedication" and nothing can stop me from being one of the top lawyers.

I think I've lost my sharp focus. Somehow I just want to slack. I shouldn't. I'm not putting in enough concentrated effort as I'm supposed to. Though I pay 120% attention in class, but when I'm back, I'm tempted and distracted by so many things. I'm not working hard and playing harder. I'm just plain slacking. I SHOULD STOP.

I just talked to HM on Skype. =) SW and her are in London. They might be getting a house next year! So I'll get to have a place to stay in London.

Now I need to focus on my studies, score and get my fat arse there. Find a scholarship if possible. And worry a little on money!

S was really quiet today. Hmm. I think he's very tired. P is opening up a lot to me, which is quite interesting. And I too am letting a little too much for her to know out. C also knows more and more about me.

I'm still doubtful, whether to show everything that I am on fb or not....

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

pagefive: "when I see you I see myself"

What S is trying to say is, "You remind me of myself when I was your age."

He doesn't even know me.

Don't make assumption - quoted by Boss. I live by this now. I don't make assumptions.

He thinks that he's on par with me. He's streetwise, intelligent, resourceful, motivated and hardworking, no doubt about that. But I have networks of my own as well. I have achievements which he would never dreamt to be possible.

I don't want to tell anyone about them. I just want to finish what I've started in this firm, learn as much as I can and ciao. Get good grades for my second year. Be in the active legal field and picking up the legal news/gossips.

I've made great friends in this firm. Moreover, I didn't regret meeting up with BD who made me re-consider large firms. I'm trying very hard not to commit silly careless mistakes. I really don't know whether I'm up for it. But the money would probably be driving me there. I need to make millions in 5-7 years time. If not I can never start my businesses and my non-scalable income plan.

The best way to be low profile is to shut up. And not share anything to a single soul. Well, except to my blog of course. I'll be so dead if anyone of them find out about this.

pagefour: this is where I start.

I have a dream to irrigate Africa. I guess this is where I start.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jSBW0BOPqM
https://www.wfp.org/donate/1billion

I should also try my best to be more dedicated in Amnesty International.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

pagethree: when the wisdom tooth continues inch-ing out.

There is a stark difference between a Cambridge Graduate Federal Scholar and a Brickfields Asia College Student; obviously there is.

I should never go visit Elephant's fb page ever. I don't even like her, why am I even jealous? When I see those prompt replies exchanges and compare it with her (though long) reply in the inbox. I feel very conflicted because, I thought that she was my friend FIRST. (sorry if this sounds extremely childish) And I have no idea why I wasn't invited onboard. Was it because I was busy at that time? Or was it because I didn't explicitly offered and he did?

Why don't I get regular updates to know whether Ele's okay or not? And he does? What if there he gets long replies in inboxes as well?

P.S. it's an ulcer - I shall clean my mouth cleaner.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

pagetwo: my classmate who has very straight hair.

I still fall for people so easily. But I still make a conscious effort to up my standards. I just got to see a picture of the girlfriend of a colleague of mine. Prima facie way beyond him. I know him, I can tell when she's attracted to him. Another girl-friend of mine just dumped a boy who is way beneath her, yet she felt reluctant and still emotionally attached. I think my ex is right (first one); she told this same girl-friend that "you'll grow over it".

This girl who is always earlier than me, leaves faster than me, has the straightest and neatest hair I've seen. And she dresses up so well; her fashion-sense: amazing for a Malaysian girl. Yet, there was once I saw her waiting for the bus and another time in the same train with me. (deliberate of course)

She doesn't talk to anyone. She pays attention in class. She takes down notes. And she sits up as straight as if allowing her straight hair to cascade straight down onto her back.

I'm raising the bar. I can do better. But she's really interesting, I would love to be her friend. Same old me haven't learnt, I don't know how to start.

Chapter TWO

It's close to one year now, staying in KL. I did some math the other day. Say for every of the 6 years when I was in Sg, I go home for an estimated 3months every year (which I don't think I do) that's a mere 18months.

Can you believe that my parents only see me for less than one and a half year, for the past 6 years? Quite hard to believe for me. I've also missed out so much on the growing up of my youngest brother as well as the ties which could be better with my younger brother.

So, I'm in my second year now. This year, I choose to do it differently. Actually not that different from my "track record". I've always been busy with everything else except studies. The only difference is that now, the new thing which I am busy with is WORK IN A LAW FIRM, which helps me with my law now.
Besides, there are a lot of other benefits such as pocket money, discipline, maturity, more friends, THE EMPLOYMENT LETTER (which might help me a get a further discount in my chambering)

I really can't wait to go to the UK. I'm so excited.
I don't understand my procrastination on looking for a scholarship/grant. Having in sight and in consideration Dad's state; I really need to. AND it's really really urgent. Somehow, something is stopping me. I don't know what; maybe it's procrastination.

I have a lot of books which I have bought and read half way or haven't even open the wrapper. I should finish them ASAP!

This is the new chapter of my life in a brief. This chapter is a crucial yet fleeting transitional chapter; even the writer looks forward to the next chapter, where he'll be in UK. Crucial chapter, because, this year's results is make or break; this year's financial break is decisive; this year's discipline is paramount due to the workload and lack of time.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Emotional Masochist

or maybe it's sheer foolishness. I was looking at the CNY pics again. The ones which i told them not to tag me. What was i thinking. it was quite obvious to everyone wasn't it. Pretty damn obvious to her. ouch.

i don't think i am one. it hurts so much and i don't want to even think about it. over and OUT.

Pain is my second name



This is my finger. Silly me, I was talking to Mrs Jones, telling her that her car was parked well done - one inch away from the rusty pillar. My right hand indicated out the one inch, my left hand being confused slammed the car door with my ring finger somehow not responding. Hence ouch. Oh Mrs Mrs Jones.


I'll show you my leg later.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Can windows do this?



Look at what adium is doing to me. Ah. I think if it were windows, it might have hung and crashed. Thank goodness it's mac. Could just force quit and restart it again.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

The Cubicle



I will never ever subject myself to being compartmentalised.
Even if I would, I merely need to, temporarily.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Life is exceptionally Painful, when it is Boring without any Deadlines nor Excitement to Look-forward to. Worse, attracting Rejection & Ignorance.

This is not the first time where I feel this.
It's so painful having nothing to look forward to. When there is nothing to look forward to, there is no excitement. When there is no excitement, the funny chemical stuffs does not get sent to my brain. Ahh. adrenaline, endorphines, what else?

When there is no deadline, or the deadline just does not impose that sense of urgency, it is as good as not living at all.

I was really feeling this during the 5 going 6 days when I was rotting in Kuantan, waiting for my German class in KL to start. Now I'm feeling it again, as I know the fact that DG is not coming and I've officially wasted my time. Well not totally waste of time, because I've finshed the Acts and Omissions part of the Actus Reus. And there is free air-con and I get to look good in my shirt and tie. Hmm. I guess that's a sense of purpose as well. It's much better than being at home, with the temptation of tv, incessant talk that interupts from my aunt and all the other distractions. And it is of course better to be in working clothes rather than my PJs the whole day.
Let me tell you (or remind myself, for that matter) what's worse than having no purpose in life.
When life is filled with rejections and there is no clear motivation. So you feel like SHIT. When you know there is no end to it, where there is no destination in the first place AND you still get rejected or ignored. It feels like I have found the deepest of the valleys and the darkest of the shadows suffocates and blinds me.

I just realised, maybe I'm in denial. Maybe there is a vague goal / destination in mind which I really desire. And the rejection / ignorance makes me feel terrible.

Does anyone else feels the way I do? or am I just the creep crawling on this unaccepting face of the earth?

Sunday, February 1, 2009

yummy, i like the way my voice changes.

and how my lips crack when I drink.

i think i was a little less sober on wed. grammar mistake. so emo some more.

I feel that my whole life is a blessing, I really do.

*post shawn pic*

I have great friends everywhere, Singapore, JB, Kuantan. =) and KL too!

Friday, January 30, 2009

the ironic best times.

today I used of the 5 sense God gave me. Just one, and not the other to see for myself; and now I am able to witness the effects of K.

and A asked for a 'break' what in a world is that.

and I fell into the trap. it's more complicated than I think it is. he's related, in someway. He's definitely richer and he needs her more than I do. but I like her. Refer to point two, you see the truck load of shit, don't you.

had fun with my family and extended family. Spoke to all the adults about business etc. I want to do well. And they all know that I can, and I will.

And I will.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Who's bring out the best of me?

29th of Jan.

thus it beginth once more,
the flower, the heart,
the change, the waver,
the I think I'm not too sure,
anymore.

still wanting to, can't wait,
see those eyes, see the smile,
sound of your heart, clo-
ser, closer, I want to hear it,
sing the song

with me. should I,
whisk you and hear You
whisper into my ears, those
words that you use to
tell me.

Monday, January 12, 2009

pagenine: boring in KL.

I'm going to get a job. I hope my aunt allows me to. I would need transport from KLCC at 12.30am. I hope I have enough sleep too.

Hm.. RM5 x 9hrs (1430-0030) x 6days x 2months = 2160
not bad eh?
plus I would build a resume with a waiter job experience.

Anyway, there is no internet connection at my aunt's place. But I'm online-ing at Suria KLCC. Amazing! The internet here kicks Queueyland's Wireless at QE!

me and the towers
(here's me and the towers)

the pool
(here's the super nice lake, no fountain now, some banglas cleaning the already uber clean lake!)

spot the monks
(spot the monks)
they were super funny, camwhoring at the lake. I really don't get it, besides their robes, they don't look 'poor' at all. Plus their saffron robes looks brand new and shiny. Amitabha.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

pageeight: the night before hitting for KL.

The StarNP
I'm quite amused that the article in the Star today referred Queueyland as 'Down South'. I like =)
It sounds provocative and a little suggestive. I'm glad I started calling Yellowland 'Up North' too. We Malayland people are smacked right in between!

My Dear Hard Drive
My dear Eleanor hasn't crash on me even a single time. I'm so proud of it. All my songs are in there. It's quite scary when I listen to my itunes on my mac, but the songs are all in there. And the worse part is I dropped dear Eleanor countless of times. But it still didn't give up on me. As strong as a horse! Alive and kicking! Right now I've put enough songs for me to be occupied into dear Poddie. Though Poddie is old and 2nd hand, I still treat it like it's brand new, everyday. I shall have a post dedicated for trusty Poddie another day, shan't let it steal Eleanor's limelight today. So, right now the plan is to get a big ass 500GB desk Hard Drive to back up everything. And Eleanor would still carry the load of my music, but then I feel more secured, knowing that there is a back up in that new and coming huge ass desk Hard Drive. I was quite shocked that the 500MB is one of the smallest capacity 3.5" Hard Drive. The others have 1TB or 1.5TB. I don't mind but they are a bit too expensive. If I can fill up the 500MB desk HD, then I'll see how.

The Conflict
Mummy's car alignment was out. I drove the car out to get KFC and my bus ticket. On the way to get the bus ticket, around the first traffic light, I thought the front right tire was flat. So I went to inflate air and panicked a little. It didn't help, so I called dad again and ask him about it, he asked us to drive back. (Jerome was in the car) Then when I went back, I told dad that the steering was also slanted, then he said he knew and it was the alignment problem. He knew because he drove Jabez from school with mum's car. I got a shocked of my life and made a unfruitful trip. Poor Jabez was hungry, as I turned back empty handed. But in the end we went out again to get the KFC, which we all longed.

On a more humorous note
This is my poor brother who accidentally got slashed by some girl, armed with a pencil. His eyes was scratched a little. But!!
IMG_1400
(nothing can stop him and his computer)

IMG_1393
(Jabez the one eyed gamer!)

Friday, January 9, 2009

pageseven: this ulitmately random post

Dear Blog,

this marks one week of your existence. welcome to life. hope you live till all ten volumes planned in my head, to tell people your tale.

Yours sincerely,
inthatcorner

This is the weird rice I eat everyday.
"Once you get used to the fact that it's red/purplish/blue, it would taste just like normal white rice"--mum
FOOD

Thursday, January 8, 2009

pagesix: The Unwanted Chill Blew From Afar

Day One where, it didn't feel so good. Maybe I'm thinking a little too much. Or maybe you're just sleepy. Or maybe it's the busy tone of me clearing my music, which I wasn't aware of that put you off. Or maybe it's the sight of me doing something else. Or maybe it's your new found liking.

I really hope there is no Day Two and this coldness and staleness ends here.

See you tomorrow.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

pagefive: through photos of the ex

Good to see you happy again. Of course, you would be, I'm not everything to you. Just a passing phase.

I'm sorry if it cut deep, all the hopes turn to lies, all the whispers to screams in your head.
I hope that there is peace now and all is calm.
I had to do it, I guess to me at that time, to chop the string between us down with one movement was the better option, than to saw it slowly with a blunt blade.

I'll try not to worry anymore. Not at all.

Godspeed.

pagefour: the characters

the 5 of us on Panorama Hill

PastorEater the Aeronautical Engineer -
as the name suggests, he eats pastor for breakfast. I was also considering Pastornator. When I was a kid, Ray once told me that he worked for NASA and smokes cigarettes on the moon.
Special Weapons :
i) one dollar news paper - changes your soul and challenges your mind
ii) Planet Earth DVD which doesn't belong to him - moves your heart and touches your conscience
iii) the bottle of Gold Label - arouses your true inert feelings
Special Moves:
unknown

Mayhem the Demolition Man - enough said. approach at your own risk.
Special Moves:
i) explodes your joke in your face with another joke
ii) erupts your ego with a snide statement
iii) blows your mind away with his rightbrained ideas
Special Weapon:
i) crazy lighting effects plus photoshop

Harun the non-conforming Designer
Special Moves:
i) birdseye - masterminds the whole blueprint, able to rotate it 360 to see it in 3Dimension
ii) tapdesign - make you feel old operating it
iii) deathshred - shred you to your death on the fret board
Special Weapon:
i) rubics cube (3x3, 4x4)
ii) gamecube
iii) electric guitar

Chris the Lepak
Special Moves:
i) the stare - a gaze which not only slows time down, but make you feel lost and takes almost TOO LONG to snap out of it or even decide to look away
ii) slowmo - whether it is talking or eating, he'll just make you want to slow down
iii) honey driped tongue - only when girls or aunties are around
Special Weapon:
i) the stealth Matrix

Ray the Bullet
Special Moves:
i) the slick - slides out of 'shit' effortlessly, skates around KL in cabs for free
ii) blackhole - draws you in, makes you want to attempt to draw something out of him "what's next / what else"
Special Weapon:
i) point and shoot camera
ii) the bag of Famous Amos Chips
iii) the nightmap of L-city

Jon the Databank
Special Moves:
i) wireless without wifi - remember things that you don't, doesn't need to get on the internet to find out movies for you (might not do it for you, depending on his schedule - for remembering and doing are two different things)
ii) the one finger rip (right hand, 2nd finger) - tearing arguments with kickass online sources
iii) photographic memory - captures the scene of action

p the LOALF
Special Moves:
i) the grin - arouses nightmares of your past
ii) the life - enchains one with the addiction to have him in all conversations
Special Weapon:
i) his boss' powerstation

pagethree: new year, new hope.

Did I tell you about the best Christmas I had? and the best new year =)
We had that memorable discussion from naturalism to capitalism to socialism to the idea of evil to creationism to genetics to the power of the Holy Spirit to Christian's purpose on Earth to idea of church as an institution to corruption. And also, the true meaning of Christmas.

Then the few of us drunkards planned and talked about a camping trip at 'Mt. Panorama'. The PastorEater even brought his whole camping gear out. Chris just scaled Mt. KK so he objected with two feet in the air, that Panorama is a mountain. It's a darn hill. "Bukan gunung, bukit!" Big difference, but it was all the same to PastorEater who was drunk and craved for adventure/ something constructive.

PastorEater, "What movie is that....man..... I haven't been to the movies in... like....man.... let's do something more constructive man!"

We went the next day, despite the rain and parental objection. Strange enough the older they are the more objections they faced. PastorEater's mum and wife scolded him. But, me being the youngest, had my mummy merely ask me 'now? okay'.
So we reached the 300m peak in 40mins. Alternated to carry 10litres of drinking water. It was 1am when we got up there. According to Chris it would be tons easier if not cause of that hugeass bottle we have to take turns to carry.

But if not cause of the water, we wouldn't be able to wash our hands tirelessly, wash our culinary, cook noodles and make coffee for all. Besides noodles and coffee, we even had chips and bakua! Beat that!

*insert Mayhem's joke on tent space*

Harun and I even caught a shooting star!

*insert Harun's stomach ringtone*

*Queueyland notorious habits*

PANORAMA HILL
Mordor from afar
(a view of Panching Caves from Panorama Hill, PC - aka Mordor)

Caught a morning dew
(catching the morning dew)

the mist
(when the fog was still stubborn and the sun still lazy)

Ah Hou pissing
(pollution!)

the retards
(parody of the dumbasses who abused the Anemometer)

PANCHING WATERFALLS
Panching Waterfall
(can spot the 11 dumbasses?)




the 5 of us@PanchingWaterfall
(posing as if we own the waterfall)





Coming up this March after my Deutschland lessons, a few cool friends from school will be heading up. Hopefully a Tioman, Lembing, Balok trip will come to fulfilment.

I can't wait!

ps. PastorEater, Chris, Mayhem and Harun are not figments of my imagination nor figures of my creation. They were comrades whom I was fortunate to share the adventure with.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

pagetwo: this is my church

I have been changing church many times when I was studying in singapore. When you leave a particular church (3 churches altogether), they would imbue this certain guilt into you. As if one has departed from the true one doctrine and has forgo the ONLY best church in the region.

I believe that church is a mere institution. People are putting too much emphasis on the SHOW; true meaning of the body of Christ is less seen or even rarely found today.

Also, there are great churches which have their reputation tainted by the media, as a group of mystery worshippers, we can correct that. Due to the 'character assassination' of a great church, by the media, people flock to church with worse qualities.

If the churches this website covers do hurt the members, it only shows that there is EGO in that church. I believe that true worship is when you can praise the CREATOR, without even flinching on what CREATION thinks of you.

And I hate the idea of politicking for leadership position in the God's sanctuary.

pageone: sorry i'm late.

though it's way pass Christmas, I still want to post this up. I'm back blogging, because I am bored AGAIN. It's always during the holidays that I start. We'll see whether this time I can actually sustain this.

Anyway, to all who
i) stumble upon this
ii) somehow got to know that I started blogging again
iii) got my invite

Happy 2009. Yes, I know, I just got used to writing 2008 instead of 2007 for dates. Now it's err, 2009?! okay.


The FACTS of Santa.

No known species of reindeer can fly. BUT there are 300,000 species of living organisms yet to be classified, and while most of these are insects and germs, this does not COMPLETELY rule out flying reindeer which only Santa has ever seen.

There are two billion children (persons under 18) in the world. BUT since Santa doesn't appear to handle the Muslim, Hindu, Jewish and Buddhist children, that reduces the workload to 15% of the total - 378 million according to Population Reference Bureau.At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that's 91.8 million homes.

One presumes there's at least one good child in each. Santa has 31 hours of Christmas to work with,thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming he travels east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 822.6 visits per second.

This is to say that for each Christian household with good children, Santa has 1/1000th of a second to park, hop out of the sleigh, jump down the chimney, fill the stockings, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left, get back up the chimney, get back into the sleigh and move on to the next house.

Assuming that each of these 91.8 million stops are evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false but for the purposes of our calculations we will accept), we are now talking about 78 miles per household, a total trip of 750 million miles, not counting stops to do what most of us must do at least once every 31 hours, plus feeding and etc.This means that Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second, 3,000 times the speed of sound.

For purposes of comparison, the fastest man-made vehicle on earth, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second - a conventional reindeer can run, tops, 15 miles per hour.The payload on the sleigh adds another interesting element.

Assuming that each child gets nothing more than a medium-sized lego set, the sleigh is carrying 321,300tons, not counting Santa, who is invariably described as overweight. On land, conventional reindeer can pull no more than 300 pounds. Even granting that "flying reindeer" (see above) could pull TEN TIMES the normal amount, we cannot do the job with eight, or even nine. We need 214,200 reindeer.

This increases the payload (not even counting the weight of the sleigh) - to 353,430 tons. Again, for comparison - this is four times the weight of the Queen Elizabeth. 353,000 tons traveling at 650 miles per second creates enormous air resistance - this will heat the reindeer up in the same fashion as spacecraft re- entering the earth's atmosphere.

The lead pair of reindeer will absorb 14.3 QUINTILLION joules of energy. Per second. Each.In short, they will burst into flame almost instantaneously, exposing the reindeer behind them, and create deafening sonic booms in their wake.

The entire reindeer team will be vaporized within 4.26 thousandths of a second. Santa, meanwhile, will be subjected to centrifugal forces 17,500.06 times greater than gravity. A 250-pound Santa (which seems ludicrously slim) would be pinned to the back of his sleigh by 4,315,015 pounds of force.

In conclusion: If Santa ever DID deliver presents on Christmas Eve, he's dead now.