Reducing Weight 무게 감소

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

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)

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

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”

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

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

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

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

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

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…

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!

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?!

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!

The Second Day Here in UCSI

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