The Close of a Chapter
8 years ago
Saturday, August 14, 2010
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:
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
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
Friday, August 13, 2010
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 * * *
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*
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*
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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.
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.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
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!
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!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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.
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.
Friday, October 9, 2009
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.
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.
Friday, September 4, 2009
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.
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.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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.
Let's see what I have had for the slide-shows. Colourful variations of the main theme design!
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!
Friday, August 14, 2009
"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)!
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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.
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.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
‘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.
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.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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.
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!
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
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
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
Saturday, July 4, 2009
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?
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?
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 :)
I hope that Kayrin won't ask for something that I can't reach. :@
Sweet dream :)
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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 staggeringly creative idea to express your fancy to what's from your bowel :)
Get more absurd-looking gifs about poo from Doodie.com
Enjoy laughing. Life's good.
Monday, June 29, 2009
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
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.
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.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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
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。
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。
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
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。
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.
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.
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