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A tribute to my Lord

2011-02-19T17:53:00.012+08:00

It has been five months or so since I first stepped on this piece of land. I have been having ups and downs but thanks Lord you never leave me nor forsake me as you clearly revealed yourself to the prophets and kings before me by showing how you love them, with action and mercy.

HE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD
Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want;
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
for His name's sake.

Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil;
for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life;
and I shall dwell in the house of the
Lord forever.

Thank you, Lord for always leading me back to your side whenever I got lost in my journey of life, like a sheep who has forgotten the way back to its shepherd after being tempted by the mundane thing.

Thank you, Lord for having mercies on my soul whenever I am pleading for your forgiveness.

Thank you, Lord for your unceasing blessing in abundance whenever and wherever I am.

Thank you, Lord for being the only comforter I can get whenever I feel hurtfully upset.

Thank you, Lord, you never leave me alone to deal with the trials. Your holy spirit will always lead me though.

Thank you, Lord for presenting yourself to me as the best gift in this worldly Earth. I can't do anything if I were to lose you, that's for sure.

I love you, Lord :)

IDiOT 2

2010-08-24T21:02:00.002+08:00

I would consider those who don't know how to say thank you as animals.

And sadly, there are really a lot of this kind around me.

The abhorrence of this kind makes me feel that how important could self-centeredness be sometimes.

I'm gonna learn how to prioritize things before minding business of others, especially those of this kind. They're just too disappointing.

Self-centeredness and self-servingness could be practiced in a positive way, I suppose. D:

iDiOT

2010-08-23T20:27:00.001+08:00

I have never been so frustrated since I was brought to this Earth.

Can't you just do things faster. You idiot!

Where's the Exit?

2010-08-23T00:08:00.002+08:00

I'm desperately seeking for an exit to escape.

You'll understand what kind of exit I'm meaning when you look at the picture below.

No matter how, I'm always alone on this Earth.

God, please.

God bless me with Flying Colors

2010-08-19T20:11:00.005+08:00

It's been a while since I last shared things about my life as a pharmacy student-to-be. I just wanna update my readers on how the things have gone, whether they seem good or bad to me.

It's a good tiding this time, to me, anyway. :D

To my surprise, I've successfully secured the 3 asterisks for Biology, Chemistry and Maths. Failing to get an asterisk for Physics is just predictable so I have no special feeling about it when I got to know it's not with an * beside the (A). I'm glad anyway cos overall I'm still an A-student for my A2 Physics though am not as good as some of my really extremist-like mates who have got A* and all full marks (they have robot-built brains, indeed)

Just to make this post much nicer to see (Sorry, I didn't mean to show off, haha), I have captured a copy of my result slip and share it here:

I'm very, very contented with my results though they were not as well as those that some of us could get. I'm just ordinary, having this extraordinary results is really a blessing from GOD. I can't deny that I really have had all my efforts into getting these good results but what's more undeniable would be the efforts of our lecturers who were really striving hard to bring us to the line of perfection (as some had requested).

If the lecturers happen to see my blog or this post in the future, I would like to express my gratitude here. I would like to say million thanks to Ms Law, Ms Chua, Mr Chan, Mr Ng and even Mr Fong (though I always played truant during his class) for without their dedication and patience in dealing with us, these so-called JPA-troublemakers, we won't have today.

These words are not superficially-written, they're from my heart.

I might not be able to repay what you have done for me but God will.

Thanks again and may God be with you always :)

榴莲

2010-08-17T20:40:00.002+08:00

photo credit: 丹尼尔

榴莲，让我又敬又怕的水果

不愧是果中之王

他既有魅力又让人不易接近

让人想吞了他又不让人好受

我想还是算了吧 :D

Charm

2010-08-17T14:51:00.007+08:00

The words 'charm' and 'charming' always remind me of the 'Prince Charming - Prince Edward' in the Enchanted - A Disney's fantasy-musical film. But today, at this moment when there is a drizzling rain outside, I have a new perception of the word 'charm'.

I should have apprehended it earlier.

Some people have inborn charms - with attractive physical appearance, while some people have inherent charms. 'Inborn' and 'inherent' may mean the same, in some sense, but to me, it is different cos some inborn charms just can't last long and they fade with time.

I wish to have the charms regardless of which type, to be honest. The power of arousing admiration has just been unfairly given one owning it a lot of chances. And, it would just be agreeable to most of the beings on this Earth when a charming person has made a mistake.

Lacking that small bit of charm would have the opposite effect. It's just unreasonably hard to get an opportunity even you have spared all of your efforts in getting it. To the unfortunates who are just lacking this charisma to enchant the people around him or her, don't you ever have an idea that why the world is just treating you differently from other and why's there a discrepancy between you and your 'opponent'? These thoughts will just make you an object of ridicule and bereft of hope.

THINK DIFFERENTLY, I'm saying this to myself.

P/S: This post is not meant to be written in an ironical manner. I apologize if you're a charismatic charm and you're somewhat uncomfortable with it.

Like or No Like

2010-08-14T18:43:00.005+08:00

This post is designated as a random one. I just don't like to waste my time on waiting so I make my mind to update my blog. The rest of my family are busy getting ready for my grand-grandma's birthday feast (which will happen 15 mins later and I'm eagerly waiting for it :P).

A minute before this, I signed into my Facebook and glanced through the posts in the 'most recent'. I happened to see some comments by someones whom I think are indescribably superficial (cos they posted that) and couldn't really understand why did they do that. I could barely guess what are their true intentions but I didn't dare to generalize cos don't really wanna get into the trouble of offending some beings with politically correct attitudes.

Getting a bit disturbed, I clicked on 'Profile' on the top and saw what I had done yesterday. My action, to me, was kinda stupid but it seemed to be a considerably suitable way to express my feelings towards certain things that happen around me.

I realized that I had liked a statement by Like or No Like' (A Facebook application though it doesn't appear to be one), i.e. 'Just because i liked your status doesn't mean i like you :P'. And I was reminded by the comments of the reason why I did that.

Let's have an example to make my reason sound more concrete.
A few days ago, I came across with a status post like below:

If you believe in Jesus Christ, don't ignore this because The Bible says: If you deny him, He will deny you in front of His Father in the Gates of Heaven. If you love God and you are not ashamed of it, copy this and put it on your wall. I ♥ Jesus forever!

Obviously, I love Jesus and inherently, I will give away my 'likes' to everyone that has posted it. But, in the meantime, I could see there's a problem lying in between 'like' or 'no like/unlike'. If this post was by someone you like, clicking the 'like' will certainly need no any consideration. But what should one do if this was posted by someone that has somewhat annoyed you at the moment?

Thanks to a convenience given by 'like or no like'. I don't know who's developed this but it's really solved my problem. Haha, I can like your status or any posts but it doesn't really I like you cos you stink. :D

Thou, Thee, Thy, Thyself, Thine

2010-08-13T11:56:00.007+08:00

It's somehow irritating when I look at words like: thee, thou, thy, thyself and thine.

Not knowing the actual meanings of the words as well as how they're correctly used are definitely not a problem owing to the fact that their attendance at the books is very rare and we'd be considered as very obsolete if we are to use them in daily life.

However, they do really exist in a great abundance on the pages of bible and hymn of praises. It'll be pointless to read from verses to verses, chapters to chapters and even books to books if I can't make a meaning out of the scripture read. And, unfortunately, these words were among those that worsen my understanding of the old-fashionedly-written and hard-to-be-intelligible sentences.

Couldn't bear to read without comprehension, I checked the built-in dictionary in my Mac to look for the meanings of each word. Maybe it's really God's will to make me learn these words cos when I typed 'thou' in the search box, it came out with a whole list, explaining how the words are used in comparison to the 'you, your, yourself' that we're using right now.

* * * Adapted from the dictionary * * *

In modern English, the personal pronoun you (together with the possessives your and yours) covers a number of uses: it is both singular and plural, both objective and subjective, and both formal and familiar. This has not always been the case.

In Old English and Middle English, some of these different functions of you were supplied by different words. Thus,

Thou was at one time the singular subjective case, e.g. thou art a beast, while;

Thee was the singular objective case, e.g. he cares not for thee.

In addition, the form thy (modern equivalent your) was the singular possessive determiner, and;

Thine (modern equivalent yours) the singular possessive pronoun, both corresponding to thee.

The forms you and ye, on the other hand, were at one time reserved for plural uses.

* * * The end of the adapted * * *

So, have thou learn something from thy reading? Thou should practice thyself to gain better understanding. It's none of my business but it's thine if thou wanna use it in thy writing. What I can only say is 'if thou continue to do so, it'd be very old-fashioned of thee' Haha, I have successfully used all the words. *The sentences seem odd, but to me, they are acceptable :P*

A mini chronicle

2010-08-12T23:42:00.003+08:00

It was 11.43 33 PM when I was writing the first sentence.

The rain outside has stopped drizzling.

My brother's digital clock just beeped.

My mum had a night call moments ago.

I left a Facebook comment for my status update minutes ago.

I had a great time with my brother on Bomber Man 5's normal mode and we're quite pissed off with the king in the final stage of level 9 cos we couldn't find a way to finish him and he kept regenerating like flatworms.

I had a mouthful of leftover cake of my grandma's birthday.

We talked about my cousin's oncoming stay in London, with me.

I wanted to play a song - to attempt to find a new way of playing - left it after 20 mins and felt highly 'not-song'.

It was hot the whole evening, I was with my mum, sending my sister to the watch shop in the old town. She got scolded.

It was hot the whole afternoon, I waited for 1 hour for my turn to see the physician.

I saw 'brown' stated on the report, indicating the color of my urine. *Yucks* It was written on the 'abnormal' column and it's kinda worried me.

I was urinating in the toilet. :P

A nurse was kind enough to remind me that I didn't actually have the report showing tests for the presence of glucose and protein in my urine.

I was waiting in the clinic. The sun's radiating heat outside. I was in an air-conditioned room with lotsa flies. I used my file and documents to swing away the flies.

Babies were crying loudly.

I was in the car, realizing that the meter didn't work. I hit heavily on the dashboard and the pointer raised.

I was heading home in the kancil, with my grandma and her just-bought philips cd-player which costs RM 110.

My grandma was bargaining. RM 125 --> RM 118

My grandma came out with an idea that she wanted to buy a new radio. She hated the idea of using TV to read her CDs.

It was 2 PM, it's time that I need to go back to the clinic to see the doctor who's missing in the morning.

A restart

2010-08-05T18:28:00.014+08:00

It's been seven months since I last got in contact with my weblog. It's really a long while. What ignites my interest in getting back to blogging is when I found that everyone, even my lazy ex-housemate has already written quite a lotsa things (with pictures some more) in his newly-created blog. I suppose my kiasu nature is the major factor that pushes me into writing again.

Let's recall what I had long written for the past few months or rather past few years. I began to scribble (the word I used to describe what I post when I first started with blogging) after I'd got to know my SPM results in March 2008. My first posts were all quite related to the happy incidents like attending school's award days and receiving money all that. After that, I had my first post in UCSI on 1st of July 2008, which was actually the second day of mine in UCSI.

I continued to write my posts in Word cos we had no Internet access in where we stayed and posted them online when I was in the school library. It's kinda enjoying when trying to recollect the events that had happened in the past though some memory has faded away. Most of my scribbles in 2009 were aimed at improving my English cos IETLS was just around the corner. When I'm reading back, I found that some of them are totally meaningless and I'm gonna be held up as an object of ridicule if I continue to keep them. But anyway, it's become part of my history so it'd be better to keep them.

In 2010, 'Am I in your list' was the first and the only post before this. It was written when I was in an indeed down mood. I was in despair and desperation for the well-beings of all my relationships. Thanks to God that HE partially listened to my prayers (partially did imply that I wasn't sincere enough in praying so the prayers were not heard). Guess this 2010-post was still remaining unread cos I have never made an effort to expose it. (Before this, I would always post on my Facebook Wall, updating my friends about what I've done to my blog)

The last line of the paragraph caused me to conjure up the images of mine designing the posters for Student Council and Hope Revive. I should mock myself here cos I'm not really a good designer. I had once been proud of it, though. *muka tembok*

There were sad things and happy things during my times in UCSI though I really think the former stays as the majority. Nevertheless, what I've experienced all this while have indeed taught me a lotsa lessons which I couldn't possibly find them in anywhere else. I wanna to say thank you to my Lord en route to continue to crap. :D

I have just done a renovation which I think is more tasteful than the previous ones if you have noticed that (Please refer to a doctor if you don't see any changes :P). My 'tagline' has just been changed to 'Listening to Yijing's craps', haha, I do really crap a lot, particularly after knowing some friends who are genuine crappers (JF and LJ, I'm saying this to you). Not just all the physical changes that you have just seen but also, psychologically and mentally, I have changed tremendously.

Why do I say so? I was blogging for blogging, previously. Presently, everything has changed. I will write what I want not what I'm meant to write. This is the greatest change and this is the change that I desire all the while. Blogging will soon become part of my life. I just hope I won't lose the passion to continue sharing my thoughts.

'Wahahahaha' It's so glad to declare that I have grown up. It could be just a bit, according to my dear mum. :D Outsiders might not see much changes in me but trust me I really have changed, both positively and negatively (kinda sad to say cos I seriously have been driving myself far away from God) *God, please give me strength to come back to you*

For readers of my blog, I guess you would have started to yawn, expressing your boredom of reading this post. All in all, it's time for me to reboot myself now and it's time for the readers to see a more casual me. Let's begin to write again!

Am I in your list?

2010-02-09T19:41:00.004+08:00

Dear family members, friends and acquaintances of mine,

If you happen to see this post, kindly use the title of this post as a question for the following statements. This is neither a test nor a quiz and so there’s no true or false. Rather, it is more similar to a questionnaire, often to be filled up by us if you encounter one in your college who’s desperate for information for their research.

Let’s see what I have, I suppose I should take the good things first:

You’ve a very personal problem; it can be everything and need one to share it with.
You’ve planned a trip to the place you really fancy and you need the people you care to go and enjoy with you.
You always have a patient heart to listen and give consolation to your buddies’ probs.
You’ve a birthday party for your 20th birthday and you invite those who are indeed crucial in your life.
You’ve recently moved to a new apartment and you hope your friends can come and have a look on your new dwelling.
You’ve a pile of notes to whack up.
You’ve bought a special kind of delish food and you wish you can have it with your best friends.
You’ve come across a good thing that you think I will like this and would really want to have it from you.

Ah~ I guess you may think me as very materialistic but they actually have hidden clues. Let’s see what I have prepared for the cynical and pessimistic part.

You’re seeking for one who can fulfill your every need, help you whenever and wherever you want but never hope that he or she will need yours one day.
You’re searching for a fool who will never say ‘no’ to any request from you.
You’re frowning disapprovingly at one who’s a geek which literally suits the adjectives: weak, stupid and awkward.
You really hate this person a lot for not more than one reason, i.e. he or she really makes you sick.
You’re watching one with disdain when you’ve found out they couldn’t find a perfect solution for you.
You’ll never want this person to be part of your life.
You have never wanted so much to throw an F-bomb on him or her.
You’ve never seen one with hideous appearance.
You’ll do well when you need him or her and the opposite when he or she is not better than a load of rubbish.

Have these questions scared your pants off? I don’t think so if you know me well. Of course, I genuinely like to see there are many ‘yes’ for the first part though it’s sometimes not quite possible.

There’s one statement that I’ve affirmed:

God love everyone. Yes, I’m in the list. Please keep me in your list forever, I’m begging you, Father. Amen.

My twin brother

2009-10-09T21:05:00.002+08:00

Hi there, meet my twin brother. He’s depression. I have been living for nearly nineteen years and he has never once left me for more than one week. We stick together like a wad of chewing gum and the stickiness is getting more and more these days.

I don’t particularly like my twin brother. Well, hell, he likes me. I have never wanted to give him a call but he does so at every moment. I am so annoyed that I always throw my phone aside and go for a sleep.

Sleeping makes me feel better most of the time but it’s not relieving my problem, not recently anyhow.

Until recently, his calls have increased in frequency and he has come out with more strategies to trick me into hearing his voice. My phone call history not merely has his miscalls or calls recorded, but also has a full list of numbers contributed by his friends.

Thanks to his recommendations, I have more friends now, who could later turn into my blood-brothers, just like what depression had done to me many years ago.

Let’s see what friends I have just gotten connected to:

Abandoned, bereft of happiness, careless, dampened, enslaved and many more…
Out of all, gloominess and loneliness call me the most.

My world is half asleep though I am awake for my work everyday. I am colour-blind now for I can only distinguish the black and white. Anywhere I’m going, I have to spend some time in compelling myself to wear a mask to hide myself and also my insecurity about my appearance and everything...

What can I do? I pray and wait for HIS grace.

P/S: His friends have chased away mine. Every relationship results in nothing at the end.

So What?

2009-09-04T20:11:00.003+08:00

I have had and will have many of my first times happening in Kuala Lumpur, in this city of temptation where I don't really belong to though I wish to. I hail from a shabby kampong where a life over there is simple and even people who are considered fashionable with their so-called punk-fashionably dressings are nothing but 38. How could they regard themselves to be the heights of fashion and sophiscation when they're wearing clothes which had been sold here for months already?

I'd just given my another first-time to Dream this evening - hanging out with her and friends for singing in a karaoke bar in conjunction with her birthday on 4th of Novemeber. An indeed memorable day for a kampong boy like me, with free food, drinks, long couchs comfortable for sleeping, microphones, speakers, song-selector and most importantly friends who're insanely keen on singing. Thanks to Dream and her mum for this golden chance and I guess I might not have another in the future.

Everyone's so cool, except me when coming to karaoke-singing. I guess I was just lack of courage and confidence when trying to deal with something which's totally new to me. Throughout this evening, I'd actually enjoyed myself very much though I didn't really display it. From my friends who couldn't really and didn't really want to stop singing, I've learnt a new definition for the term 'all-rounder'. All-rounders shouldn't only be good in everything that's recognized as 'good deeds' by the people but also need to show some knowledge in others which are the opposites. Ming was right, I was afraid and unsure of myself when coming to something that I'd never been experiencing before. I flinched at touches of anybody, flinching away from anything completely new to me and leading myself a solitary existence.

On the way back to Angkasa, I pondered over the trembling excitement that everybody had had just now and I found that I could really be like them, making myself more enjoyful by mimicing their reaction of singing, shouting and screaming in front of everyone with a microphone confidently held in hands. I am also aware that I've actually many songs to share. I like many songs by Backstreet Boys, Jay Chou and SHE and I know I can sing them providing the lyrics are given. Due to my timidity, I have been losing many opportunities which may not happen to me again in the rest of my life.

I recollected how I had been spending alone with the songs I like in the bathroom or somewhere else with nobody. I would always stop singing immediately after every bath or during when somebody has suddenly invaded into my safety zone. I am terribly afraid that my voices and my actions would make me blush and bring me howls of derision from the others.

This fear has been torturing me for years. I really envy those who can lead a life with no fear. I like to be somebody who can take challenges and adapt to the new changes. In fact, I should actually forget what I was, I need to change, never looking back at the bad things which had been happening all this while.

God, please help me to change~ I need faith and confidence.

Awaiting True Love 3

2009-08-24T13:58:00.007+08:00

It's finally tomorrow when the 2nd season of Relax Camp is going to rock a total of 150 campers and 20 workers. Also, it's the day when I can look with pride at all my designs displayed on these 170 people from the T-shirts and name-cards they are gonna to put on apart from the slide-show which will play in between the activities.

Thanks to God for His grace that the preparation works have finally come to an end and we're praying that tomorrow will be a fine day for this whole half-day camp to be successfully held. We also hope that God can, through this camp, deliver what He wants us and all these youngsters with futures to understand.

Awaiting true love. A good title which would indeed please everyone. I guess it's from verses 4-8, Chapter 13 of first Corinthians.

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. ⁵It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. ⁶Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. ⁷It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.⁸Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.

May God bless the speaker of the day, Rev. Wah, with wisdom and also all of us with an open heart so that we can always abide by God's words and live them out.

Let's see what I have had for the slide-shows. Colourful variations of the main theme design!

Support 30-hour Famine

2009-08-14T22:29:00.002+08:00

"Most African farmers cultivate small plots of land that do not produce
enough to meet the needs of their families. The problem is compounded by the
farmers' lack of bargaining power and lack of access to land, finance and
technology." Because small-scale farmers and other rural Africans have so few
food stocks and little income, a period of drought can quickly trigger famine
conditions. This is especially true for rural women, who are among the poorest
of the poor and who account for the bulk of food production in Africa.

Can they choose whether they want to have McD or KFC for their breakfast like what most of us here always do?

Do you part, waste food not. Join us or make your donation for Famine 30 (2009)!

Awaiting True Love 2

2009-08-02T20:54:00.007+08:00

I am really in no mood for updating my blog recently and I would like to make an apology to my blog - sorry for leaving you for so long, I promise to spend extra time on you at once I am set free from my UCAS, personal statement and damned lot of homework from my lecturers.

In spite of being so busy with my own work, there are some of the responsibilities that I really can't escape from. I am the designer for this year's camp by MIF again - Relax Camp 2: Awaiting True Love and this time I am obliged to design the name-cards for the workers as well as the participants. Hopefully, God can make my time run slower so that I can do HIS work and my own work well in the meantime.

Let's see what I had had for last year first:

This is one of the chosen designs of mine for the camp held last year on 6th of July 2008.

To me, I don't think my design for this year is a breakthrough or a surprise. Anyway, I still had a great satisfaction from having them as only 1 hour was spent on them.

Relax Camp 2 - a name-card for workers.

Relax Camp 2 - a name-card for partakers.

A self-fooling action - Abolishment of PPSMI

2009-07-09T12:16:00.001+08:00

‘I’m now announcing that we’re going to abolish our dearly revolting PPSMI,”.

PPSMI stands for Pembelajaran dan Pengajaran Sains dan Matematik dalam Bahasa Inggeris, literally translates as Learning and Teaching Science and Mathematics in or using English. It’d been introduced since 2003 and was a proposal of our dearest ex-prime minister, i.e. Dr. M. Students who had done their UPSR in 2002 or started their primary education would have been the first to acquire their scientific and mathematical knowledge in secondary language.

English is indeed a secondary language in Malaysia and it’s really enjoying its privilege of the middle class. We don’t talk about other languages, which are either of upper class or lower class in the society as they are unrelated over this topic.

Reestablishment of PPSMM has, again, downgraded the status of this language.

It’s alleged that the implementation of PPSMI over this half decade had degraded its students, particularly in Science and Mathematics, which are currently learned and taught in English. And some politically correct social members are reckoning that this measure itself has been a failure of Malaysian schooling system since 2003 as it’s not hitting the spot, i.e. to polish up the ability of young citizens in mastery of this language.

It’s just a matter of time and I would regard them as teething troubles which would predictably happen in the early stage of this introduction.

I’m saying this in my experience. I’m the first secondary batch receiving this special treat. Candidly, I think the benefits brought by this scheme outweigh the disadvantages. At the very least, it has allowed its students to have more references from other resources. For instance, the textbooks used in other English-speaking countries can be treated as reference books for Malaysian students. Add to that the English scientific terms from those books would be easily comprehended without the need for translation; we can actually have all the latest facts and figures at our fingertips.

Not to trigger off a feeling of racial inequality, the legislation of learning those subjects in Bahasa Malaysia would be just an unreasonable and unjust option for non-bumiputras.

Let’s take a look on what happened before 2003. In our six-year primary schooling, we’re firming up our foundation in the basics of languages, sciences and arts using our own mother tongues. Apart from endeavoring to get a grasp on the arithmetic and sciences, we would have to master own tongue as well as other lingoes.

Soon after this, we learned everything in our national language, which’s still considered a somewhat unfamiliar language for non-bumi like us, even after six years of learning. It’s when we’re undergoing a significant shift in our means of acquisition of new and more advanced knowledge. It’s also when many among us had dropped out as they’re not linguistically strong enough to be selected for.

As for those who’d luckily been selected for, the selection did come at a price – we did sacrifice our time, money and strength to make firm our grip of this language so that we could excel in other subjects through this language.

Nevertheless, the percentage of sacrifice makers is less than thirty percents. Most among us were using the national language throughout their 11 years of compulsory education. It’s therefore explicable that even more had dropped out after the establishment of PPSMI.

Meanwhile, this scheme had caused not much affliction on the thirty percents as they still have to accommodate to the transformation and this transformation does not differ much from the one happened formerly.

From a student’s standpoint, I would prefer to suffer now than to suffer in the future for a longer time, perhaps the whole life ahead of me.

I don’t fancy our Ministry of Education to exterminate the scheme as well as to carry on with the scheme for primary education.

It’s after all making the young pupils more stressful as they need to master all three languages fully together before they can do well in others. I suppose letting the native language to predominate among the small children would be a better way of building the all-important foundation.

We should keep on with the scheme for secondary education as the children should have learned how to adapt as they are moving from childhood to adolescent stage of growth. Otherwise, they won’t be competitive enough to take on the oncoming challenges.

The decision of the ministry on increasing the number of English teachers as well as the length of time or period for English classes in primary, secondary and tertiary educational institutions is indeed commendable. This is rather a practical action of achieving greater English level among Malaysian students.

We should always take peeks and emulate the successes of other countries in their education system. Positive attitudes towards our education are also of crucial importance. Stop behaving as if you deserve better. You should muse on what adaptations you should have to every single problem that hits you.

There are still 2.5 years for the ministry to change their mind.
Don’t be an escapist or the fox that described the grapes as sour just because it couldn’t reach them.

Awaiting True Love

2009-07-05T15:23:00.010+08:00

Spent several hours, a T-shirt specially designed for the upcoming event in August, namely Relax Camp Season 2 by Methodist Intermediate Fellowship of Pantai Remis Chinese Methodist Church (link) has eventually made its way out. (Hooray! Let's give it a rapturous welcome!)

I still can't seem to get my failure, which happened last year, in relation to this, out of my mind. My paper design for last year's event was perfect but the output'd the oppsite effect. I felt indeed wretched about the way things had turned out. Perhaps constraint on spending money and time for the release of the design were the direct factors of this mishap.

In this year, I'm reassured that any restriction regarding this has been driven off, so I won't have to be frustrated again.

Let's see what I had had last year:

This is the front view of one of my T-shirt designs last year for the event, which had taken place several days before I departed for Cheras on the last day of June. The output was utterly different from what's in the plan. I felt awkward when was bombarded unceasingly with questions for this hideous T-shirt.

For the reason above, most of the community members (specially set up for this event for this 2nd season) had requested a T-shirt designing contest as to have more choices for the better T-shirt. Though it's brought out with a somewhat sarcastic twist, it's still acceptably fair for everyone, and a lot more significant for discovering the hidden talents of the other members.

Anyhow, I thank god for this year's design. It wouldn't have happened so smoothly if no blessing's given to me. Tada!

This is another major breakthrough of mine. The front and the back parts of the T-shirt are put together to give a rough idea about how it will appear when it's put on. There're in fact two curvy motifs joining together to give a heart shape, in conformity with this year's theme:

Awaiting True Love 真爱要等待

Front view of the design. I fancy the front view, particularly the curvy motif.
It's streaked yellow-white gradient to make it sparkle in the black.

Back view of the design, the date of the event's well-written there.
I just pray that I won't have to change anything hereafter

Depressed 우울

2009-07-04T20:20:00.003+08:00

I have a bout of depression these days. There’re too much many things for me to be worried about though most of them are trifles.

I admit myself as a somewhat eccentric person. I’ve never been able to have myself controlled well emotionally and psychologically. I have too many worries and fears. I shouldn’t have those, I know.

I’m acting as if I’m a -philiac. I am easily addicted to anything I like. A BLEACH junkie, I can’t find a way to get rid of this role I’m playing.

I realize that am getting further away from God. It is coming with a manifest sign – I’ve no peace.

I’m behaving as if I’m a chronic AIDS patient. I’ve lost my immunity to fight against the loss of confidence and joyfulness.

I’m getting gradually indolent about everything. I’d lost touch to Korean, too much of my regret.
That’s no way for me now to iron my laziness out.

I’m a problem child, a problem friend, a problem family member, a problem partner.
I’ve an unfortunate habit of causing problems to others.

I’m in abject misery and have started to let things slide.
I should take Dogmatil, perhaps.

Am I taking everything too seriously? Should I?

A breakthrough 2 (돌파구 2)

2009-07-04T02:21:00.012+08:00

Here are some designs I've just finished minutes ago for the coming event, held by UCSI Hope Revive Club. It had indeed taken my whole day long.

I hope that Kayrin won't ask for something that I can't reach. :@
Sweet dream :)

Let's get pooty about poops

2009-06-30T20:05:00.005+08:00

Let's see what I'd got unintentionally from Doodie.com
A staggeringly creative idea to express your fancy to what's from your bowel :)

It's obeying Newton's third law, don't you think? Every action is accompanied by a reaction in opposite direction. I suppose the toilet-roll is redundant over there. :D

Cupid has no idea how revolting its poops are - with wings.

Get more absurd-looking gifs about poo from Doodie.com
Enjoy laughing. Life's good.

A Story for You to Live by

2009-06-29T08:02:00.003+08:00

I don't particularly like to read the forwarded messages from my friends. Due to inconvenience in accessing Internet when I was in Cheras, I did't really check my Yahoo or Hotmail as often as normal ones will do. Usually after weeks, my mailboxes would be stuffed with these junks: You've 151 unreaded messages in your inbox (I am sorry to regard them this way as it's totally a no-no for me to read them all together at one time).

Anyway, I'm on holiday now until 13th of July and so I am free enough to check mails everyday and even twice or thrice per day. So those forwarded ones being received within this period of time will be entertained with great appreciation. (Sorry for those who're kind to deliver their cool messages to me when I's in Cheras, it's definitely bad to delete others' messages without skimming through, thanks a bunch :D)

An indeed well-written story for you to live by below. Read carefully and reflect on it

There was a blind girl who hated herself because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She told her boyfriend, 'If I could only see the world, I will marry you.'

有一位瞎女很討厭自己因為眼睛瞎了。她也討厭每個人，唯一不討厭的是她的男朋友，因為他都常守在她身旁。於是她對她的男朋友說：「如果能讓我看到這個世界，我愿意嫁給你！」

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When the bandages came off, she was able to see everything, including her boyfriend.

有一天，有人捐了一對眼精給她。當紗布解開時，她能夠看到一切，包括她的男朋友。

He asked her, 'Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?' The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her. She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry him.

男朋友問她：「現在你可以看到這世界，你愿意嫁給我嗎？」那女孩看了男朋友是個瞎子，他那對蓋上眼皮的眼睛嚇到了她，這是她無法想像。她想：要我嫁給他而一生對着他這個樣子，我無法接受。

Her boyfriend left in tears and days later wrote a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes, my dear, for before they were yours, they were mine.'

於是，她的男朋友很傷心的離開她，幾天後寫了字條給她：「親愛的，請你好好照顧你的眼睛，因為它不是屬於你的之前，它是屬於我的。」

This is how the human brain often works when our status changes.
Only a very few remember what life was like before, and who was always by their side in the most painful situations.

這也是人的腦會如何做當情況有所變動。只有少許人會記得他或她之前的生活及誰會在身旁當他或她處在困境的時候

Life Is a Gift

生命是一份禮物

Today
before you say an unkind word - Think of someone who can't speak.
今天，當你要講一句不善之言－－請想想那些無法講話的人

Before
you complain about the taste of your food - Think of someone who has nothing to eat.....
當你要埋怨食物的味道時－－請想想那些沒有食物吃的人

Before
you complain about your husband or wife - Think of someone who's crying out to GOD for a companion.
當你要埋怨你的先生或太太時－－請想想那些在向上天哭訴要一個伴侶的人

Today
before you complain about life - Think of someone who died too early on this earth.
今天，當你要埋怨生活時－－請想想那些太早離開人世間的人

Before
you complain about your children - Think of someone who desires children but they're barren.......
當你要埋怨小孩時－－請想想那些渴望小孩而無能生育的人

Before
you argue about your dirty house someone didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are living in the streets.
當你要爭論沒有人清理屋子時－－請想想那些住在街邊的人

Before
whining about the distance you drive Think of someone who walks the same distance with their feet.
當你在哀訴駕駛的路程－－請想想那些同樣的路程以代步的人

And when you are tired and complain about your job - Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who wish they had your job.
當你很疲備而埋怨工作時－－請想想那些無工作，殘疾的，及那些多麼希望擁有你這份工作的人

But
before you think of pointing the finger or condemning another - Remember that not one of us is without sin.
當你想要指著人或互相譴責時－－請記得沒有一個人是無罪

And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down - Put a smile on your face and think: you're alive and still around.....
當壓抑的念頭讓你無法振作時－－請你笑一笑想想：你還活著存在世間！

I will remember them always. Think before you act.

我爱“死神” 2

2009-06-25T23:55:00.003+08:00

在《死神》里我最喜爱并且想模仿的角色就是日番谷冬狮郎(Hitsugaya Toushirou)（ひつがやとうしろう）。从百度查了些他的资料与共同喜爱者分享：

基本常识
身高：133cm
体重：28kg （身高、体重相当于9岁男孩的平均水平）
生日：12月20日
特征：天才
昵称：小白（五番队副队长雏森桃是这么叫他的）小狮郎
昵称由来：1）头发为白色。2）与其名同音shiro是日文中“白”的意思。
羽里色：千岁绿（常绿植物的叶子的颜色）
特长：滚铁环
喜欢的食物：甜纳豆（因为在流魂街时奶奶经常吃）萝卜烧煎鸡蛋(这是什么爱好)
讨厌的食物：干柿子
最爱说的是：叫我日番谷队长！
动作习惯是：皱眉头
兴趣：午睡
假日的度过方式：去祖母家拜访、去见兕丹坊
幼时住所：西流魂街一地区润林安。

经典语句

降り频る太阳の鬣が薄氷に残る足迹を消してゆく不断从天而降的太阳鬃毛，让薄冰所留下的足迹都逐渐消失。
欺かれるを恐れるな世界は既に欺きの上にある不要害怕遭到欺骗，因为这世界就建筑在欺骗之上。
如果让雏森流血的话，我就杀了你
破碎吧!冰晶
端坐于霜天，冰轮丸！
抱歉啊，没办法让你替你的属下报仇了

更多介绍
人气超高、非常帅气的小酷哥，历史上最年轻成为队长的银发天才少年，身材矮小。日番谷冬狮郎出身西流魂街一区「润林安」。一百三十岁当上队长。但他是怎样成为十番队队长，目前仍是一个迷。他的工作能力非常强，工作也十分迅速，在五番队队长蓝染诈死后接管了五队的工作，轻松身兼2个番队职务。与西门的守卫兕丹坊关系密切，并教他「都会准则」。很早就觉察护廷十三队内部异常的迹象，似乎知道一些市丸与蓝染等等之间的种种纠葛，然后独自展开调查。常常把事务交给副队长松本乱菊处理。平日喜欢别人叫他队长，讨厌别人直呼其名。目前在最新漫画中与十刃中的第三十刃赫利贝尔交锋处于下风。但其后以冰克水的道理一度压抑着赫利贝尔，并且使用出一直以来从未展示过的招数——冰天百华葬。

斩魄刀
「氷轮丸」（「冰轮丸」）（ひょうりんまる）hyourinmaru
属性：冰雪系·最强刀
解放语：「霜天に坐せ『氷轮丸』」——"Souten ni zase hyourinmaru!"（そうてんにざせ、ひょうりんまる）『端坐于霜天之上吧！冰轮丸！』
[卍解] 大红莲冰轮丸
放出慑人寒气，结出巨大的冰晶和红莲龙。

「天相従临时」冰轮丸的基本能力之一，同时也是最为强大的能力，号称天空的一切，都受到支配；冬狮郎的这个能力还处于未成熟状态，没有自信控制得很好「竜霰架（りゅうせんか）」：详细能力不明（外观推察，用冰块包裹，打碎对方的技能，日文资料写的是：刀で贯いた相手を十字架型の氷块に闭じこめ、砕く。）。与朽木白哉的『终景･白帝剑』相似
「千年氷牢（せんねんひょうろう）」：利用大气中的水，在周围形成无数的强大冰柱，将对方封冻。（氷柱を大量に発生させて敌を囲み、敌を闭じ込める巨大な氷块を生成する。）
「氷天百华葬」：在水汽弥漫的时候，将翅膀上的冰融化然后操纵天空，令雪花从天空降下，当敌人触到冰花的那一刻，随即冰花开满全身，将之冰冻。当身上开出100朵冰花，敌人的生命也就到了尽头。
「群鸟氷柱」：发出连环冰弹，如同成群结队的鸟一般攻击敌人

注明：由于小白是最年轻的队长，卍解还不完全，所以小白卍解后，身后的十二片红莲花瓣代表了其卍解的时间限制。解放时生成一只冰龙，其巨大翅膀从持刀手腕延伸出去、还有形如三片巨大花瓣的冰结晶，如果结晶都消失了，那卍解会解除。

冰轮丸是冰属性最强刀，利用溢出的灵压创造出来的冰之龙，利用巨大的水量将对手冻结。而且始解后剑柄后多出一条链子。结合那条冰龙来看，像是龙的尾巴。

My Journey as a Pharmacist (약사로서 나의 여정) 3

2009-06-25T22:52:00.003+08:00

I’ve only a few words as a comment for my 4th day here on attachment, i.e. I’m bored to death.

Mr. Ong’s somewhat free from my observations. Apart from sitting for newspaper and surfing Internet for some own business unrelated to his job, he’s prompt in taking his meals. (I really hope he won’t have read this post by chance in the future or else the consequence will be too ghastly to think about.)

Anyhow, he deserves a simple life like this. Most of my friends and relatives had always questioned me about my decision to be a pharmacist. My refusal to select medicine or dentistry seemed to have puzzled them quite a lot.

I visited ReCom and became a member of this Internet community last year in April. It’s a cool forum-styled website with plenty of useful educational information. It’s really expanded and widened my pupils so as to let all the new images that I’d never seen to enter my eyes and then my brain. Besides giving me some precious knowledge, it also affected my mindset in a positive way after thousands of posts by the veteran ReCommers had been skimmed through.

I guess it also had inflicted some ‘damage’ to my confidence hereafter of choosing to be a doctor or dentist. Accordingly, I chose pharmacy.

The idea of choosing pharmacy came into my mind only when I couldn’t find a way to be a doctor or a dentist. This‘s a shame. I’ve been underestimating the roles of a pharmacist.
I’d done a mistake, much to my regret.

Have I ever asked myself that I’m suitably qualified for a pharmacist?
Before making this decision, there’re actually quite a number of issues to be dealt with:

Am I careful about detail and thorough in completing work tasks?
Am I reliable, responsible, and dependable, and able to fulfill obligations?
Am I honest and ethical?
Am I able to accept criticism and deal calmly and effectively with high stress situations?
Am I sensitive enough to others' needs and feelings and being understanding and helpful?
Am I able to be pleasant with others on the job and be able to display a good-natured, cooperative attitude?
Am I analytical enough?
Am I independent?
Am I able to maintain composure, keep emotions in check, control anger, and avoid aggressive behavior, even in very difficult situations?
Am I being open to change (positive or negative) and to considerable variety in the workplace?
Am I willing to take on responsibilities and challenges?
Am I able to work with others rather than alone, and being personally connected with others on the job?

No. I’m not.

Despite a retail pharmacy to which I’m attached, it had really taught me an invaluable lesson that I shouldn’t judge the nobility of an occupation with its title. Every job’s noble as long as it’s a contributor to harmony and peace.

I can see there’s still a long, tough and hard way for me to go through. Be brave. God, please help me.

Reducing Weight 무게 감소

2009-06-25T08:38:00.004+08:00

Reducing weight is pretty easy if you're to decrease your weight from 635 kg (the mass of Dr. Robert Schwartz, the heaviest man in the record) to 419 kg. And, the time required to lose such a big bulk is often short.

What do you think about losing weight from 70 kg to 60 kg? Can you do it with ease to an extent that you can lose 2 kg per day? It's definitely a no-no. To get lighter on the weighing balance is infinitely harder.

Improving a language that you've learned is like reducing weight from 70 kg to 60 kg. Starting to lose terribly great mass is a simile of getting started with a new language.

I am arching for better English but I've no idea how to make it fast. Perhaps I am too worrying about my Physics, Chemistry and Biology. In spite of being in contact with this language all the time, no obvious improvement has been recorded.

I start to have a feeling of anxiety over my ability in this language these days. I guess I should begin to work on it before it's too late. I hope blogging is one of them.

A breakthrough 돌파구

2009-06-24T23:39:00.008+08:00

A draft-design for the upcoming event, held by Hope Revive Club.

Being a graphic designer is another castle I am building in the air

Life 삶 (1)

2009-06-24T20:43:00.004+08:00

Life can be sometimes enmeshed in a web of deceit and lies. And it's like an insect being trapped in a calculated web of a spider. In this case, there's certainly no escapeway, except that you're a escapist. Deception is one of ways, an effective one to realize something desired. Chasing after a thing that you wish to own is absolutely not similar to commiting a discourtesy. However, if you're doing something for the sake of your own good but others' trouble, it's not right anymore.

Life in the city is a delight to me as well as a dismay to me.

The goods are undoubtedly meeting new people and learning new stuffs daily as well as knowing how to live independently. They are really essential and are as pieces of empirical evidence that I'm actually going through the next stage of my mental, emotional and psychological development, a life process of every living creature.

There's only one bad: some creatures are creating menace to world peace. They are not as dangerous as weaponed terrorists as in 911 attacks. Yet, they are causing the outbreaks of inharmony. Some of them are advocating world peace by joining 'Causes' in their Facebooks but they're never aware that the actions they are taking are somewhat ignoble.

There's nothing to exemplify. Natural selection does really exist. Competition does take place everywhere but needs to happen in a positive manner. Lending your helping hand is an obligation as well as a piece of evidence for civilization.

Mans who're lacking in gratitude are truly nothing but a pile of dog shit.
Someone wicked even had plotted to destroy those who didn't do they a favour.
Those who never frankly admit that they've problems with their personality but always point at others when something goes wrong are absolutely a load of imbecilices.

On what foundation do your bold, mad, pitiable, and execrable arrogance rest?
Staying away from this bunch would be a better way...

My Journey as a Pharmacist (약사로서 나의 여정) 2

2009-06-24T17:37:00.000+08:00

It’s at seven-thirty sharp in the morning when I awoke. I presumed that I wasn’t as nervous as what I had felt for yesterday. Thank God for that.

(Andy can’t sleep usually when he’s encountered something that’s completely new for him, the first GCE examination couple of months ago, for instance, had caused him a terrible nervous strain: his hands were trembling with fear when doing his first GCE Biology test paper was a piece of evidence.)

I have to be on duty at 9 and off duty at 3 every weekday to learn about how’s a life a pharmacist should lead. In the meantime, doing some independent research’s also important for the sake of my own achievement in the long term in addition to giving some points to be included into my personal statement.

I guess I would never know that’s quite a range of careers in pharmacy if I didn’t get into Wiki this morning. What is a pharmacist? (Definitely known) How about a pharmacy assistant or a pharmacy technician? Oh no, I supposed there’s still many things for me to learn.

Pharmacy technicians are pharmacy staff members who work under the direct supervision of a licensed pharmacist, and perform many pharmacy-related functions: giving medication and other health care products to patients, for instance. Pharmacy technicians also prepare or compound prescribed medication in addition to providing drugs to patients with all the medications checked by a licensed pharmacist. What’s a pharmacist’s role again?

There would probably be a shift of responsibility of a pharmacist to consulting and advising patients if the role of the technician is to increase in the next few years.

Communicative skills are very important, regardless of how well you can speak one or more languages. Pharmacy’s a medical profession demanding effective communicative skills, e.g. how communicable your information or knowledge on a specific drug is. So, the fact that the English requirement for a student to meet in order to get into King’s for pharmacy is higher than that for the other two didn’t really astonish me much.

I should say manual skill and dexterity are required also in pharmacy besides being needed for someone who aches so much to become a doctor or a dentist. A pharmacist needs to handle the drugs during drug-dispensing as well as how a doctor handles his patient during an operation.
Even counting circular tablets with a tablet-counting dispensing triangle (too long a name, I spent hours to find this real name) and using a spatula need both your hands to be skillful.

I was truly in delight when the friendly pharmacy technicians (a job title for those helping a pharmacist) invited me to learn preparing, classifying, dispensing and repackaging medicine with them. Till this moment, I had already mastered the technique of counting tablets by using two equipments. I really envy my partners that they could really dispense tablets with practiced ease. I guess ‘Practice makes perfect’ is rather suitable in this context.

What’s a blister pack? This question needs to come into my mind before I could understand what is meant by ‘deblistering’. A blister pack or package is an innovative containment system made up of three layers [http://www.cncmagazine.com/vol6thru8/v7i25/v7i25g-MrDeb.htm]: a layer of paper that is printed with an information or warning label, a layer of foil that seals in the medication and a layer of plastic bubbles (called blisters) that hold the pills or capsules. Deblistering is therefore referred to a system of product recovery that involves punching holes in the blister packages to retrieve the tablets for repackaging purpose.

Gaining working experience in a pharmacy solely is not enough for me, I reckon that expending more effort and time on research in regard to this is another principal thing I need to do in this break.

我爱“死神”

2009-06-23T17:01:00.000+08:00

近来几年的日本漫画和动漫都相当的令人失望。不是剧情不断的重覆就是漫画的故事情节过于不切实际；或是漫画中的人物都画得像鬼一般。也许漫画愛好者对于我无力的高要求都应该叫我闭口吧！

《死神》？好看的吗？不要像《名侦探柯南》这样没完没了，或像《小叮当机器猫》如此换了多次的作者还一成不变？

前阵子在网上看到《金田一系列》，看了一个十载的漫画还让我回味无穷，在我脑海中的故事情节还比我在五年前那最后一次翻看的《游戏王》里所获得的记忆更来得深厚，真是令漫画愛好者唉叹呀！

造成多年没再动过漫画书的原因只有几个 - 省钱、省时间和放不下。帮不下承重的功课和责任来放纵自己。不知是家母的教导让我无法原谅自己的尽情陶醉在漫画堆中还是我自己的借口让我放弃了全家的愛好？

《死神》一级棒！无意中看到、闻到和感觉到这套动漫的创意和刺激，再次激起我那从小就养成的漫画书不离手习惯。

不过这次吸引我的并不是漫画本身，是听得到、看得到和可以陪着一起沉醉在其中的动漫。看到如此美妙刀剑的挥舞及人物表情的动人表达，我不禁再次爱上日本漫画！真希望我也是里面的一员啊（最好是日番谷) ^^！

My Journey as a Pharmacist (약사로서 나의 여정) 1

2009-06-23T00:01:00.000+08:00

One of the most meaningful Mondays in my life – this was the first day I started my journey as a ‘pharmacist-to-be’ as well as the date when I was awake to the reality of the situation that I should start getting serious about the career I’d opted for one year ago.

I only began to get worried about the fact that I’m going to work on an attachment yesterday. It’s shown that I was actually not more than ‘decadent’ or ‘self-indulgent’ would be a more appropriate term to describe the life before.

I reached the ‘assigned’ pharmacy promptly at 9.00 a.m. It’s not considered a true community pharmacy if you’re to follow the true definition, that the pharmacist doesn’t really prepare drugs inside (I don’t regard repackaging what’s ready is a part of drug preparation).

The drugstore wasn’t open punctually at the expected time but slightly later. It’s perfectly alright in my mind for I shouldn’t have complained so much or else I could have put myself at a risk of being thrown out.

I was invited into Mr. Ong’s after a polite greeting. I was glad he’s responding to me at that moment. Mr. Ong’s well-known for his having a calm and introverted disposition. I had to express my appreciation with a few bows.

Definitely nobody was in, except him. I was glad that I was the earliest among his employees despite the fact that I was paid experience rather than ringgits.

To my surprise, he’s the first to ask about some of my particulars before I racked my brain for questions to be asked to resolve the tense atmosphere – that’s what I think.

My questions popped out after the end of my answering sentences so as to relax myself a bit more. They were actually praises presented as a matter of fact for I’m always curious that how a pharmacist can have all his drugs’ names and uses as well as their locations clearly inscribed in his minds. I really have doubts sometimes as to whether will my memory be enough for all of these as I know upgrading wouldn’t be possible for me at this age.

Observing patiently is as important as being able to endure hours of standing at a fixed position, either for who’s keen or forced for gaining knowledge. I think I am in the 2nd group. Monday’s indeed a hectic day for everyone in the store as the day before was when the shop’s closed.

There’re lots of interesting visitors today and I was very fortunate to see how a new product was being introduced into the market in a more detailed way. There were actually promoters being sent by the drug company to persuade Mr. Ong to take the new product – Probiotics into consideration so the new product can be displayed like others on the shelf. Personally, I didn’t think Mr. Ong liked their special visit very much. From his expression at that time, he didn’t seem to be convinced though the explanations made were making the product fascinating.

An auntie-like promoter in early thirties had appeared abruptly. She’s acting like this drugstore is a chain store of hers. At first sight, I thought she’s Mr. Ong’s wife as her actions were showing that Mr. Ong’s her helpmate. Luckily, before I had time to regard her Mrs. Ong, another lovely employee of his told me that she’s actually another promoter of Vita-Health who’s coming frequently to this drugstore to the extent that she could identify every medicine in the store as well as on which rack a particular drug is placed.

Though she’s pretty bossy and always spoke in a peremptory tone, she did teach me something about how to dispense a prescription with correct dosage and also a way to know how many tablets or capsules should be taken by customers each day.

I was, and am still totally ignorant about dispensing medicines and therefore I only helped to settle some odds and ends for Mr. Ong; things like dusting the remainder drugs on the racks and tidying the boxes away.

Although I didn’t really work within this six-hour time, I was indeed worn out with satisfaction that I did actually learn a great deal. Observing and listening are really vital for acquiring knowledge and I should get myself into these arts.

Full Moon 보름달

2009-01-16T17:51:00.000+08:00

Full moon
Explicitly illuminating
All his accountabilities,
And his old stories;

Full moon
Jogging his memory
As if it’s a raconteur;

A boy used to be diminutive,
Encountering difficulties,
Developing his skull-penetrating skills,
Wishing for encouragements,
Not counting his passionate advocates.

Never forgetting his recurrent contemplation,
Of ways and schemes;
To give the poor inexperienced thing –
Himself a chance to learn
Exactly how he could glide through his.

Full moon,
Telling off the little boy
With plenty of moxie,
About in what manner he should and shouldn’t,
As though it’s the one bringing forth to him;

A boy used to make no efforts to obey,
A boy used to love glumness,
A boy used to moaning and groaning,
For being unfairly treated;

A boy used to be forgetful,
A boy used to petty jealousy and squabbles,
A boy used to have rubber-like temperament,
So any stress-exerting endeavor would just fall flat;

Full moon
Signifying the significance of unity
Proving that a sorrowful look wasn’t a good one,
And life ain’t full of somber occasions,
A crescent and a new one wouldn’t stay any longer.

Full moon
Putting forward a number of suggestions,
As well as appeasing the angry boy by showing its fineries.
Doping the disposition with steel,
Not because to make his a callous one;
Just to make him tough and strong.

Full moon
Reminiscing his days,
Ringing a bell loudly about,
His enormous clangers,
Teaching like a reverend;
About God’s words

I was having peaceful mind on that morning, being rejoiced at the sight of the lovely full moon.
As the saying goes, early bird catches the worm, I was somehow proving it was true when early man like me would have the occasion for this fantastic scenery of dawn.
And, I wrote this poem though it ain't any poem worthy of reading. :)

Cases Study

2009-01-10T10:51:00.000+08:00

Case 1
"Mr. Tan, you really have a big problem with your pronunciation. Why do you always spell the letter 'l' as 'r', and 'r' as 'l', huh? I will give you one-week time to have a try-out on the word 'Lantaran'. If you fail to say it right, I am sorry as I have to say: Mr Tan, you are such a failure!" Your pronunciation of 'blogger' make me think of only one sentence that suits you much more than others, viz. 'Are you learning English?' And I am afraid to say that you perhaps won't have any chance to get any higher bands than 5.5 for your coming IELTS in March.

Case 2
"You are still b-r-o-g-g-i-ng?, On the day of exam?"

Case 3
I saw a monkey lingering around the nearby Giant this morning. Perhaps it wished to help its kind to replenish their stocks.

Her Acute Anxiety, Depression and Insomnia 그녀같은걱정, 우울과 불면

2009-01-08T13:17:00.000+08:00

She was left alone six months ago in her own residence as if she had to put in quarantine for carrying some sort of diseases. The bout of depression she was having all this while and her choice to abandon herself to grief had caused her life more sufferings and pains.
On the day before she felt like her life of misery was going to be taken away like extinguishing a fire, he returned home. She was rescued and she rejoiced at the newest change in her life – as he had taken an oath of ‘not-going-to-leave-you-again’ to her as if she was the queen of his.

She held covetous stares on him, as though she’s saying ‘Don’t leave me’. Unforeseen by her, he agreed.

She soon knew that the relationship would become less easy once he was going to be lumbered with his endless responsibilities. She had an awful feeling and was afraid of any dreadful news that might be received like a letter delivered by a mailman who would never have done any mistakes. She was contemplating having a talk with him. She should, indeed, she knew that.
She was too ordinary to resist the lure of happiness. And he was her happiness…

P/S: My examination is on today, I have to leave her for a while.

Haunted 惊心动魄

2009-01-06T08:12:00.000+08:00

I had finished reading one of the chiller series by James Herbert: Haunted yesterday and I’d found that it was really one of the most bloodcurdling ghost-stories I had ever read. Anyway, I liked the citation used by the author to begin his frightening story, viz.

In memory of George Gooding – rascal…

Okay, until here I think I have done a ghastly mistake which made me feel very awkward, the citation is absolutely not from this page, it’s in another page. =,=”. Perhaps I was inattentive while scribbling this post. In fact, it should be:

To be haunted is to glimpse a truth that might best be hidden

The quotation seems unintelligible to most of the people, however, it has actually made an emphatic and a very brief summary about the whole story that the author would wish to bring out to his enthusiastic readers.

It was a story beginning with a protagonist given a name David Ash.
The prelude of the story related to me in regards to David, who was still a boy of not more than eight years old saw his dead sister, lying in her coffin grinned up at him and tried to reach him with her lifeless hands. And the dreadful feeling I was having at that moment was suddenly interrupted as though someone had used a zapper to change my favorite channel away.

The story was then articulated with another part which narrated to its readers about David, who was presently in his thirties, had a paramount property that he strongly disapprove of folks’ belief in paranormal things and their existence. Look at some of his words when he was in case and you would know what his thoughts were about, pertaining to supernatural things.

“There would be a psychic link only existing between your four and whatever’s taking place.”
“Your minds are like some kind of radio receiver, you as the occupants of this house, may be tuned in to somebody else’ transmission.”
“I am looking for some kind of phenomenon and I gather it takes the shape of a ghost.”

He was soon given an opportunity to go through a case (probably another route leading to a new life for him, this was what my viewpoint, anyway); in other words, he was hired by an old lady, Mrs. Webb, who was about sixty-something, to help her with her 'haunting' problem in her dwelling, Edbrook.

In the story, James Herbert put in four more characters inside to make the story more absorbing, viz. Christina, Robert, Simon and also their dog, Seeker, of which David was afraid.

The story was like a mealy-mouthed narrator as it never wanted to reveal any of the real and hidden parts of it, which James had actually attempted to bring out as what he had did at the beginning with the aforesaid quotation.

In the middle of the story, James was forced or rather deceived to encounter some shuddering and obviously abnormal incidences, which, as a matter of fact wanted to tell David that what he had been contemplating to disagree with the existence of ghosts were not correct.
James tried to make the story an interesting one by giving the protagonist an affliction of stubborn steak, but anyway those incidences had some sort of influence over David’s thoughts and in the meantime, putting him in a flutter. And David had to pretend he was unperturbed by the very horrible experiences he had when he was in Edbrook.

At the end, the story ended in an unexpected way. The author inhumanely gave a fact to David that what he had seen during his three nights in an investigation to a haunting was not real. He was the only victim of horrifying and maleficent game. Robert, Simon and Christina were not real figures though their seemingly unceasing appearance in the storyline – the only with David in Edbrook was only the children’s aunt or rather nanny – Mrs. Webb.

“You saw and talked with no living thing. We were alone in the house, Mr. Ash, just you and I. But not really alone, Robert, Simon and Christina were with us, but not as living people. Seeker too – its poor innocent soul is so confused.”

“He could not help but read the names as they were slowly unveiled:

Beloved children

Robert (1919-1949)
Simon (1923-1949)
Christina (1929-1949)

The most blood-chilling part was when he saw his sister, Juliet…

It was a nice story and in terms of its horrifying index, I would give 80 %.
I admitted it had really scared me off a little after I had finished. =D

My MSSP 돈을 아끼고…

2009-01-03T12:02:00.000+08:00

MSSP stands for My Scrimping and Saving Program. Cool, isn’t it?
I am actually given roughly RM 500 per month, comprising my own allowance by my sponsor and also some pocket money from my grandma and my mum.
A compelling reason has latterly made me start my MSSP. I am not sure whether or not my bloggie passengers have noticed one of my sections: 'Am I reading?' (Just changed the name, formerly Bookworms), the fiction books being read are getting more and more lately.
I don’t know why but admittedly, I have just fallen in love with books.

I am not completely a realist though, but I know that if I really wish to read a lot, I need to buy myself those pricey yet entertaining fictions. It would not be pleasant to my avid-reader friends to lend their books to me all the way.

MSSP, besides permitting me to cut on my daily expenditure on food and daily stuffs, which could not be so useful yet I still want to keep them in my collection, but also gladdening my heart as I will have acquired new books without having to fill myself with dismay (for I am a not-so-austere cheapskate =_=”).

By the way, I have an antipathy towards poetic and historical books. +_+

Cheers!

Fight-less Bird, American Mouth, by Iron & Wine 놀라운 성취! ¡Está Maravilloso!

2009-01-02T14:01:00.000+08:00

I was a quick wet boy
Diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes
Wide on my plastic toys
And when the cops closed the fair I cut
my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map
And called for you everywhere

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill looming

Now I’m a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats
Curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
Blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, grounded bleeding
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill, stuck going down

I first heard this song through the film – Twilight and the beat was seemingly a perfect match for the ending scene. I liked it very much, thereby trying to seek for it. Repeatedly, I listened to it and tried to understand the meaning of the song in the meantime to further examine whether this song really suited the romantic coda of the film.

Perhaps, I was not a native English speaker, I heard that the band was mumbling words or terms like ‘quick wet boy’, ‘fat house cat’ but couldn’t really make a correlation between this song and the scene. To me, the song seemed to have no connection with the scene and the lyrics obviously did not make any sense the first time I read.

I was not sure about whether there were any websites for interpreting or translating the lyrics of a song into a simple and comprehensible version, so I went on to seek my fortune.
My search results truly astounded me as I saw many film-lovers were trying to know about the meaning of the songs as well and the evidence was given by considerable number of posts, all were in connection with their hunger or thirst for the song’s meaning.

I scrolled down the page to read the remaining posts. In my mind, there could be somebody had already known the meaning and had been keen to share with us.
Among the posts, I saw some sort of posts like this:

I hate how people always connect this song to the movie twilight, when they
should be connecting twilight to the song. The movie doesn’t make the song
better, but the other way around. I have never seen the movie and haven’t read
any of the books; this song is amazing on its own. When I first saw the trailer
for twilight i was like "oh c’mon another vampire movie, I just know its gonna
bomb at the box office," the only reason it did good was because of the
teenagers who were fans of the books. The plot doesn’t really appeal to me so
I’m not interested in watching the movie or reading any of the books. This song
and band is amazing and I will continue to listen to them. - Anonymous

I had some kind of agreement with the statement this ‘anonym’ had made on 23rd of December; particularly, we shouldn’t relate the song really to the film actually. Thee song is really amazing of its own. Its ‘misty’ meaning really made the song a worthier one of listening.
Trust me, take what you feel when listening to the song and put it into the lyrics, you would smile and it makes you have a nice feeling.

From answer.yahoo.com,

As people would always say about the time when one is still a child: a child is
everything that is new and great. Changes will happen when his or her life and
reality have found him or her.
A boy who had been enjoying life once he was
small had found out that things happened like betrayal, anger and jealousy when
getting elder and elder. All these have made him contemplate finding the former
happiness again like what he had when he was little.

A marvelous song, isn’t it? = ^..^ =

Andy, a rather corpulent boy I know 이런, 비만형 가지고 있다?!

2008-12-31T14:05:00.000+08:00

A recent short holiday did me nothing, but did make me become a fatty.
I was not sure how much had I been over-nourished by my mum during the last holiday. But one thing I was sure was I was offered a wide variety of comestible things. Oh goodness, I am fatter now!

“What you actually had? What else could you have?” Somebody might have wanted to know.

The first day when I saw my mum, I saw chocolates, irregular-shaped and oily biscuits brought back from Tianjin. To our astonishment, we could finish the whole duty-free ‘KISS Chocolate’ bought from KLIA, with about 30 + individual packs of them within 12 hours, together with my other sibs. And on the second day, we accomplished our eating ‘mission’ consecutively.
We had almost spent MYR 60 within three days just for the fun of crunching on chocolates.
I couldn’t imagine why I couldn’t control myself to stop biting something at that moment.

I’m getting podgier now and I can feel that when I am walking.
At present, an extra strength is needed to carry my heavier body up and down the hill.
It becomes more obvious when I am sitting, I can feel that my tummy is bigger now and makes me have the breathless feeling. I do not think it is a false alarm but I think it is telling me that my overweight body has created some sort of health problems for me soon. I better watch out for my own health now. I don’t anticipate any bodily problems that could happen to me in these few years, which have very high probability of ruining my going-to-be-realizable dream.

I should always remember my mum’s words:

Health and Safety are everything.
Even if you have earned the whole World;
Without them, you are just having nothing.
As you couldn’t bring them together with you,
As you are lying lifelessly on your bed,
Or you are resting in peace in your casket,
They are not with you.
There is no a life hereafter,
You can only live once,
So keep your health as your first choice, after God.

Hearkening ‘them’ in Wonderment 이앨범 아주 듣기가 좋다!

2008-12-31T13:59:00.000+08:00

Just watched Twilight, a romance movie (adapted from Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Series, a total of four books, Twilight is the first book) pertaining a 17-year old girl and her loved one, Edward, who was a forever-17-years-old vampire, I had a special feeling about it. I should say it was great, better at least than my early judgment about this sort of movie.

It was great until it made me have intention to collect the whole Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer. My gratitude is to the talented writer for she had come out with a story, which had given me an unprecedented experiences on vampires, lamia and werewolves. I used to think vampires as ghastly creatures and the stories about them were always spooky. Somehow, this series related well to its readers about there are also good vampires.

Some people may think it as a girlie movie as it is about romance. I don’t think so as a matter of fact, just because it was not purely about romance, I really like the fighting scene between the two vampires: the protagonist, Edward and a human-blood-loving-vampire, James. It was astounding but fantastic!

I would never forget about the soundtracks to the film. They were so worthy of listening and mention as they suit the plot so well. Even when I am writing this, I am having my hearing sense close to the tracks. The soundtracks are giving me an incredibly pleasant sensation.

The first track, “Super-massive Black Hole” by Muse was an accomplished work. Its mysterious genre, recondite as well, made me have a feeling like taunting one who had lost in a game with me. Though it was wrong but it gave a very favorable feeling. If I’m not mistaken, the track was played when Cullens were having a baseball game.

‘… I learned the other reason they waited for a thunderstorm to play when Jasper, trying to avoid Edward's infallible fielding, hit a ground ball toward Carlisle. Carlisle ran into the ball, and then raced Jasper to first base. When they collided, the sound was like the crash of two massive falling boulders. I jumped up in concern, but they were somehow unscathed…’

The song was somehow giving me a feeling like I was roaring like a thunder rumbling.

I was quite fond of another soundtrack entitled “Full Moon”, which was with a mystical power, sung by The Black Ghosts. The singers’ names had already given me a creepy feeling. I could not reason why I loved this track quite much, perhaps I liked something with implicit meaning.

Blue Foundation’s “Eyes on Fire” was an awe-inspiring work as well. Its genre was quite new to me but I still liked it. “Fight-less Bird, American Mouth” was another soundtrack which gave me a romanticized image of life and the love story. I always have the feeling of being together with my lover and having a slow dance with her when hearkening this song. I feel my eyes were filled with tears when I first listened to this song, I was crying with delights.

This wonderful album has the merit of being able to bring enormous enjoyment to me. All the soundtracks and courses are catchy. And, also the movie, is one of the best movies I ever had that is accomplished with delightfully romantic moments, though it was exceedingly quixotic.

An Unexpected Adjournment to Sunway Pyramid 예기치 않은Sunway여행

2008-12-31T13:50:00.000+08:00

‘Access: Limited Connectivity’
‘Connecting to the network is taking longer than usual’
‘The computer is connected to the network but does not…’

All these galling error messages popping out when using one of PCs in the computer lab, which basically has a port connected to a printer, drove me nuts this morning. The slow-responding network connection really exasperated me as I just simply wished to download a doc. file stored in my Yahoo Mailbox, of a size not more than 2 MB from my Yahoo Mailbox, and to print the 23-page document out.

In actual fact, I already knew that this sort of thing would happen before using it for the aforementioned purpose. In order for hindering plagiarisms among her students as one of the university’s stringent rule or policy or whatever it is called, the university discourages her students to print out the entire articles of others directly from the net, by deliberately setting the access of the PCs connected to the printers in the lab to a limited one.

I forgot to bring along Silicon-Power carrying the document that I wished to have a hardcopy of. This was the plan at the beginning. And, this was the real issue. Should I get my own blames?

‘Download is progressing steadily’
‘45 % downloaded’
‘0 kb/sec’

It was really progressing steadily. I could see that. 0kb/sec and the network icon in the taskbar did not seem to be animated.

The connection was dead.

‘Logging off’ was the last appearing on the monitor. I left.

At about 7.30 p.m. after my dinner, which had been a very despondent one, my uncle called.

“…, hey, are you okay to have your lunch in my house tomorrow noon?”

I murmured something, which I did not think a normal man would understand. I thought I was saying it musingly.

“Huh? Louder please, I am driving…”
“Sorry, uncle, what is that?”
“Can or not, have lunch in my house tomorrow noon, I had returned back to KL with your mum’s cooking and something for you too… from your mum”

I remained silent briefly for five seconds and I said.

“I suppose I can go to your place tomorrow with ease coz the bus service is available. As for the return one, I am afraid it could be a little bit troublesome since the bus service for Saturday is only available till one noon.” I finished my last sentence with a trembling voice.

“Oh, that’s not an issue. I am free tomorrow. So see ya tomorrow. Hey... What time you will reach?”
“I will set out at ‘bout 11 a.m.”

He interrupted. “I said lunch, not that earlier”.
“Oh yea, I spent about two hours to reach your house…”
A second interruption, a very loud one, from another side of the phone: “Yea, I remember, see you then”.

At twelve prompt at noon,
“Open the gates! I don’t want myself to be sunned for so long!” I ordered impatiently my cousins to open the automatic gates for me.

It was a hazily noon. I heard something from my cousins: “He is here, mum!”
And the gate opened, I walked in, preparing myself for necessary greetings.

“Are you in a hurry going back?”
“Your mum brought something for you.”
“Are you hungry? You might need to wait for a while for lunch to be ready.”

“It is okay” and “I am not, take your time”
“If that is it, then I will bring you back to your apartment, probably a little bit late as I will have to fetch mother in law later, who is in Cheras now then.”

“Okey-doke, I am okay with that” Usually, I didn’t speak more, especially in certain circumstances, which I think I would trouble others.

He yawned and asked for a short nap. Before that, he made sure the three cousins of mine did what they should. He reprimanded them for several times for lots of things remained messy. My aunt was busy with her dishes, but occasionally, she added in some rebuking words.
Naturally, I was having an awkward feeling at this sort of moment. I just kept quiet.

I waited on the settee, reading freshly-brought book by James Herbert.
My uncle had done his sleeping and I heard he mumbled something to himself in the kitchen, something about going to Sunway Pyramid.
I was of course not the only one getting what he had murmured, but also my aunt and the three playful cousins.

Vaguely, I heard my aunt said ‘Your eldest boy needs to have some books from Popular, school is going to start…,” “I don’t think Sunway’s got Popular, I need to go somewhere with Popular…” An endless argument soon started between my uncle and my aunt about the existence of the bookstore in the megamall. It did not last long, unexpectedly, for only 5 minutes. It usually happened for a whole evening or a whole day. I know it.

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“Who wants to follow me? I am going to buy tickets for tomorrow’s, anyone?” my uncle always loves to ask such question when he’s going elsewhere.
“I will follow the aunt and him for books.” I said, coldly.

I knew he didn’t listen. He was busy asking one of my cousins when I answered. He always does this and my aunt has always reminded him to stop for listening. I had got used to this since I was ten years old, sometimes what he does are really amusing. ^..^

“We shall not remember to have the yummiest thing in this world, the snow (a cup of flavored snowy hors d'oeuvre) after the book-shopping, okay?” He repeated again and again about how good the snowy thing is and how is the feeling that we would soon have when the snowy things melt on our tongue. He was always greedy for food. My aunt described him this way.

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I need to stop now. =..=” (It's a bit exceedingly long)
I feel like going to write out a story about the whole trip if I continue.
After all, this trip was really an unexpected one. At first, I just wished to get my things from them. And, at last what I got: the special dinner-experience I had never had before: superb肉骨茶 in Subang. I was having it with great relish and gratitude as well. Thank God for the good family members I am having and the good times I am always having with them.

Freedom or Repression? 자유, 또는 억압?

2008-12-31T13:42:00.000+08:00

A quote from the Bible Scripture: Genesis 3: 1 – 6, carrying an implication being that Jehovah, our God always gives us freedom for any deeds we would like to have in our everyday life.

… Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden. And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden. But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of it, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil. And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit, thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her husband with her; and he did eat…

Just like what have been depicted in the scripture, the Mighty one created the forbidden fruits, letting the first man and woman to choose whether or not they want to have. The first human beings had chosen to take the forbidden fruits and therefore, they anyhow needed to bear much of the responsibility for the path they had picked. Adam and Eve were led by their actions into slavery, being trussed up by sins.

I am always envisioning what our relationship with God will be if they did not opt for the wrong way. ‘Will all the human beings still live in Eden, the place of happiness?’

Human beings are born with original sin and are always under Satan’s enticement into committing sins. Some are vulnerable to it while some are immune to it. Again, a choice is awaiting our decision.

Dear Father, I understand the real meaning of freedom given and I hope my choice won’t be the one leading me to servitude. Please forgive me my debts as I forgive my debtors. And please, God, lead me not into temptation, but deliver me from evil. For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever. Amen.

Her renascence 여자의 되살아나다

2008-12-31T13:30:00.000+08:00

This morning, she was found lifeless lying on her ‘bed’, appearing being compelled to drown herself in loneliness. She had been lonesome all this while, though just half a year. She couldn’t do anything but just beseech God to reimburse any loss she had. She mused on how different his life would have been, had she not been left alone. She prayed. Ineluctably, she knew she would have to defer to God’s will.

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Chomping on a TESCO™’s double-chocolate-chips cookie with great relish, another hand holding a glass of shop-bought syrup, the scribbler, had made his mind to visit her again on the spur of the moment. He got ready with all the things he fancied could be her needs and set out.

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With the magic wand waved in his hands skillfully, she aroused from faint. She gave him an affectionate hug and kept muttering incessantly to herself that God had answered her prayers. She stopped when he soothed her by tapping gently her back. She held covetous stares on him, as though she’s saying ‘Don’t leave me’. Unforeseen by her, he agreed.

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For self-enrichment’s sake, I need to continue the journey left once before decisively, viz. I should continue my scribbling journey, which could be a very rugged one. Besides, being more ‘book-grubbing’, reading more from others, sharing and saying fewer words. And, never forget; stop being a spendthrift, NEVER.

P/S: Due to a minor inconvenience in regards to the availability of Internet service, I think I’ll opt for offline blogging and updated the real one from time to time. Christmas is rounding its corner, Merry Christmas!

The Second Day Here in UCSI

2008-07-01T15:21:00.000+08:00

One of the buildings found in the main campus of my University

The University, The Experience

The above is the motto of the university college where I am currently having my A-level study here (In fact, it is an university now, and the classes for A-level will start officially on Wednesday). Shamelessly claimed that this motto is very true despite having only a short period of exposure to the new environment here but frankly speaking, I have experienced kinda more things though just the second day when I am having this post.

Nevertheless, within these two days, I have truly learnt how to go through my life without my parents around. Meanwhile, I have met some new friends, some of them are ReCommers but some of them are just visitors of the mentioned forum. Anyway, I am still looking forward to meeting other ReCommers like sugarclaze, nana90 and so forth. The ReCommers who have not known me but prefer to know and interact with me, please don't be hesitant to notify me. I am very friendly and of course, very kind-hearted.

Not only keeping on my aim, i.e. to get pretty excellent results for my A-level, I will also keep posting in my blog as long as I am living with Internet support or network connection, I hope my visitors can continue to carry out their roles as my guests of the blog in spite of my location and situation now.

P/s: Identified ReCommers: Herm, Ann, Pheonix, Aeries, Mei - all gals, gals rule the world. :( I have met Vaan today, he is pretty friendly and pretty sad to say: Vaan haven't finished his story about the journey of each ReCommer leading to this university. :P

City of temptation, Here I come!

2008-06-28T09:18:00.000+08:00

The largest city of the Malay speaking nation, Kuala Lumpur in which I will have my living here for two years for my pre-university courses in University College Sedayah International. In spite of not being the most floushing city in Asia, Kuala Lumpur is a city full of temptation, the gloss and glitter of the city would seem pretty fascinating to us, especially the outsiders which are from sururban or rural areas of the country. I hope I can focus on my study anyhow in the college besides learning how to live a urban life.

Obliging + Valiant

2008-06-27T12:20:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, when I was on the way to a nearby seven-eleven store to have my DiGi number's credit reloaded, I had met with an old lady by accident, who was almost my grandma's age was sitting on a pavement, exactly in front of a drugstore. The aged woman hopelessly watched the heavy pedestrian traffic on the pavement, rubbing both her hands with her knees. At that moment, I could surmise that the woman must be having a slip and fall before she sat on the sidewalk, since as far I know, nobody have ever taken or would like a rest on the dirty pavement.

Meanwhile, I moved to a very slow walking pace and I stopped when there were perhaps ten paces between me and the old lady. I beheld the lady in a furtive or circumspect manner as I was having a hesitation about what to do next: Keep on moving to 7-11 store or doing the opposite way.

Well on that time, I had many facts to chew upon before I could make up my mind whether or not to help the old lady - I chose to have my phone credit topped up at the end without acting out my compassion for the lady. One of the factors leading me to have such utterly ruthless decision was due to my doubt or uncertainty about the woman's actual need.

When at home, I started to feel a pang of remorse for being over-rational when coming to lending my hands to somebody in need of help. And in the end, the decision that I thought to be the most rational one was actually the most irrational one. :(

Never try to rationalize the role of a Good Samaritan. Sometimes, we would have found helping the needy to be an irrational act, well, at least we would feel gratified to see how much our work (our help) is appreciated when others say 'Thank you'. An obliging person is not necessarily a valiant person, this is what I am trying to say.

Translation or Transition?

2008-06-26T04:30:00.000+08:00

Globalization is having a quickening pace and is predicted that it will continue to have a growing impact on business organization and practice. (One of Thomas Lauren Friedman's stances or opinions about globalization). It is thus a process by which the people of the world are unified into a single society and function together, which is with some sort of great difficulty, for example a difference between the cultures and languages amongst the citizens of various countries, which are trying to be in contact with one another.

Due to recent advances in information communication technology (ICT), there are quite a number of big corporations earning revenue from advertising related to Internet Search, Web-based emails and social networking: for instances, Yahoo and Google have conducted researches by requesting their engineers to be engaged in the innovation process by spending about 20 % of their time working on a chosen project and thus producing many not-for-profit tools such as Google Talk or Yahoo Messenger and Gmail or Yahoo Mail.

The corporations also develop their own translation tools through Google Language Tools and Yahoo Babel Fish to alleviate the problem related to difficulty when talking to a foreigner who does not know one's language, so a person would be easy to understand a single word, a phrase or a sentence, and even an article without even knowing a language which the piece of writing is in. However, the so-called translators really suck. In lieu of translation, they carry out transition, making a mess of the actual or real meaning of a particular piece of writing. The translators sometimes make the meaning or of a simple word or sentence, or even a message to be misconstrued by the readers, consequently resulting in a succession of problems.

Well, we should proclaim something with proofs, i.e. the translation results as follows: P/s: The translation results are sometimes hilariously funny.

Google translation (from English to Simplified Chinese)
E.g. To begin with, I used a common insulting remark:

"Shut up! You Moron!" Pretty scary result: 闭嘴！你木伦！

After that, I had performed a reverse by translating the two given Chinese characters: 木伦 to see the term's meaning in English, and to my amazement, a translation result appeared, which made me faint: Wood-Lun

How about using something scientific?

"Data that is presented in a table can be understood easily."
Not-quite meaningful result: 数据是在一个表是可以理解的容易。

Again, I translated the result given into English and surprisingly, I realized that the translator had changed the actual meaning of the original sentence: Data in a form that can easily understandable What differentiates between table and form?

I decided to have other alternatives in translation of the similar sentences from English into Simplified Chinese and the following shows the results I had:

Yahoo Babel Fish Translation:

闭嘴! 您蠢人! Not bad :)
在桌里被提出的数据可以容易地被了解 Well, scientific data you've collected from an experiment, according to Yahoo Babel Fish, is related to your drawers. :D

Huajian Translation:

闭嘴！你白痴! Prefect!

在表格里被提出的数据可以容易被理解 Not bad though can't still distinguish between form and table

Kodensha Translation:

沉默！你愚笨! = = "

在桌子中被表示的数据容易能理解 A round or rectangular one provides you with accurate and precise data?

Systran Translation:

闭嘴! 您蠢人! = Yahoo Babel Fish

在桌里被提出的数据可以容易地被了解 = Yahoo Babel Fish

Click2Translate Translation:

闭嘴！你低能者! Fantastic

数据那在一张表中被赠送能够容易地被理解 = Complimentary?

Look at the power of the translators, do you dare to use them for translation when talking to a new friend who does not know your m0ther language? :)Well, to read more about such funny translation story, please move on to another post by one of my bloggy friends: Surely You are Joking, Google Translation.

Be Bold, Man!

2008-06-25T13:00:00.000+08:00

How you define the word 'bold'? Bold does not mean radical, but it is an appropriate adjective to be used when coming to wikis. The following shows a quote from an article of Wikiversity:

Wikis only work if people are bold. Go ahead and change something here by editing something there, correcting a mistake or by adding a new perspective or improving the language, whatever you like, as long as it is not a bad edit like vandalism. Wiki is what you are expected to do. Even if it is not the best it can be it is still good to put something down because chances are other people will come along and help improve it. Over time, things improve. Surprisingly, it is something that actually works as long as civility is maintained.

You'll quickly notice the natural and understandable impulse of authors to "own" and protect their writing; this is counterproductive when it comes to wikis. It is a good idea to get rid of that tendency by being open to other people's edits. That's the only way a page will improve over time. Think about it: you might not know every perspective and every angle of a subject. Regardless of how thoughtfully you work, an additional set of eyes will always find something to improve. So be bold not just when editing other pages but accept it on your "own" as well.

Every visitor to my blog is free to treat this blog as a wiki, whereby my guests can give your comments about each post of my blog, probably doing something as mentioned above as an indirect way of editing my blog. Let's us form a community devoted to collaborative learning and treat my blog as your "own" as well! :)

How to Embed Youtube Videos in Your Blog?

2008-06-23T11:44:00.000+08:00

A video is a good one only when it is shared. For bloggers who wish to share their original videos or Youtube videos, you can follow the procedure below.

The process is simple indeed, even a dummie can do it. For who wish to share their original videos, do sign up for a Youtube account and upload your video and get the embed code. Otherwise, you can easily insert any public youtube video into your blog. Before this, go to Youtube and search for the video. For instance, if you want to embed a video pertaining to funny kitty, just simply search it and copy the embed code onto your clipboard. After this, sign intoyour blogger account and click the New Post button and select the tab-option 'Edit html' before have the html code pasted.

Finally, publish your video by clicking the 'Publish Post' which is located below the editing board. And that's it, as you can see now, the video you wish to share is embeded in your post properly. If you like, you can change the width and height of the video by replacing the values to your desirable one. You can also make your video go center by adding <div align="center"> and </div> before and after the code, as follows:

<div align="center"><object width="425" height="344" align="center"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nTasT5h0LEg&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>

And that's it, you have made it. :) Hope it helps.
P/S: Thanks, Changyang for helping me with the XHTML Elements.

Kittens are Hilarious!

2008-06-23T11:18:00.000+08:00

A youtube video by kjpar7: 'Funny Kittens'

Kittens are Hilariously Funny.
The video made me laugh my head off! Enjoy :)

Booty

2008-06-23T10:18:00.000+08:00

Shamelessly request every passerby to have a look on my booty. :)

There's a bulge in each single envelope, what do you think 'the bulge' is? Tada! The 'bulges' total MYR 290 $ )

Do you wish to have one of the 'bulges'? ;P
Footnote: The 'bulges' are the booty looted from my ex-school. :)

A Tiring Day

2008-06-21T14:50:00.000+08:00

It's about 11.50 p.m. when I was scribbling something in this post and knowing that there would be approximately 10 minutes or less left to end my today's life and will start another new day ten minutes later. At this moment, I was trying to refresh my memory of how had I spent my life today, did I fritter away my time on useless stuffs? I could shamelessly say I had been spending nine hours (not exactly :D) editing my newly created blog on the same day besides setting up some useful add-ons for this freshly created blog like Flickr. I had never tried anything like this before, so I found it really hard for me to create every post smoothly, nevertheless, I had gained some experiences and I believed now I could manage to use the thingummies much better. I was kinda agreeing with my parents that I am pretty quick on the uptake, especially coming to technological stuffs. :)

Am I squandering my time away on blogging? If this question is directed to my mum or other elders. Yea, they would have almost the same opinion for this and I think everyone is certain about the answer. I kinda agree with them in terms of my health if constantly getting on with my PC works like blogging, playing games and other typing stuffs. Then again, blogging is not bad if by which we can pick up something concerning knowledge, which is probably unable to be find in books that we have everyday. In the meantime, we are able to relax ourselves by doing something we love or expressing ourselves in a different way via texts, videos, musics and photos. 8)

Considerably poor or having a limited English vocabulary anyhow is one of my weaknesses realized during the blogging process besides having too little knowledge about what's happening around. I begin to feel self-conscious about myself whilst reading others' blogs and their experience-sharing pieces. I could only say: "Why didn't I just work harder on this language before this?" and nothing will change if I don't have anything done or changed to myself since there is an English saying that Actions Speak Louder than Words. :)

Do I Deserve?

2008-06-20T14:47:00.000+08:00

A fair morning, not until the cuckoo said eleven o'clock, when my brother brought me an envelope measuring 23 cm × 10 cm with my name and home address typewritten in totally five rows and a blue circular stamp of my school's name on it. Didn't really take care of my brother's words on that time due to my annoyance at the way he talked to his elders, and I had the letter from his hands and kept on reading a paragraph in book by Rais Yatim. A minute later after finishing the paragraph, I took up the envelope and read its contents, as follows:

Encik / Cik,

Jemputan ke Majlis Anugerah Cemerlang Sekolah Menengah Dato' Idris 2008

Dengan hormatinya merujuk keada tujuan di atas.

2. Sehubungan dengan hal itu, pihak sekolah dengan sukacitanya menjemput encik / cik serta ibu bapa / penjaga hadir ke Majlis Anugerah Cemerlang Sekolah Menengah Dato' Idris 2008 yang telah diadakan mengikut butiran berikut:

Tarikh: 21hb Jun 2008 (Sabtu)
Masa: 8.30 Pagi
Tempat: Dewan Sekolah SMK Dato' IDRIS
Pakaian: Rasmi

Before scanning to the end of the letter for more useful information, I took a breath and let my mind wondering whether or not to attend the ceremony since I am leading a hectic life in recently to prepare myself physically and mentally before I commence my A-level on the first of July. Apart from my business, I was thinking about the exhausting tasks required by JPA (Jabatan Perkhidmatan Awam or Public Service Department) to be done and handed in on the day of registration, namely the 30th of this June before I can get enrolled for the course in UCSI (University College Sedayah International) in Cheras and also my papa and mama's so-called business. My mum gotta to bring her *lovely* (That's what she thinks) students to Ayer Tawar for a Science Carnival held by PPD Manjung (Office of Education of Manjung district, not for sure) in SMK Ambrose on the same day. Without letting my mind to keep on wandering, I had made my mind up not to attend the ceremony but still continue with the letter:

3. Kerjasama pihak encik / cik amat dihargai dan didahului dengan ucapan terima kasih. Sebarang pertanyaan sila didahului dengan ucapan terima kasih. Sebarang pertanyaan sila hubungi Puan Ahainie ...

I made a fleeting glimpse to the end of the letter until the signature of the present principal of my ex-school. Apart from the signature of the new principal that I was not acquainted with, nothing else at the bottom of the letter had caught my attention to review the letter again. Wandering for the next five minutes and starting to mull over some seemingly unrelated questions: Am I worthy of the best academic award (since I was the best in my ex-school last year) which would be given to me tomorrow morning? Was the excellence due to my diligence before and during the examination or mainly by sheer luck? :(

Such thoughts had struck me unceasingly since the first day of joining ReCom (The Reborn Community, a worldwide portal for Malaysian students to hold discussion about their problems and share their thoughts) . Joining the community might be advantageous to me but somewhat detrimental to my confidence. Meeting different people in there, and have begun to feel myself being a nobody in this competitive world.

On a personal level, I am a deep person but considerably poor in self-expression. I love self-improvement and have numerous moments of self-doubt a day. Sadly, this has thrust myself into a position of awesome responsibilities and it is really exhausting and burdensome. I'm attempting to adapt myself quickly to this situation - and I hope all the efforts I had and shall have can surpass my expectation in the future.