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

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!

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

‘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?

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

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!