Live it up!

Have a nice day!

2007-02-13T12:32:00.000-08:00

In our lives, we come into contact with a lot of people,
some we like straightaway;
some we learn to cherish;
some we understand easily;
some we spend time to unwrap;
some we dislike initially;
some we adore upon comprehension;
and yet there are some whom,
in sadness or happiness,
in gloom or joy,
in boredom or ecstasy we just can't get enough of, through this life, and into the next.
Take care my friends and may the sun always shine wherever you walk.

With this I shall end my blog. Have a nice day everyone (:

Esplanade pictures

2007-02-12T10:22:00.000-08:00

That day at the esplanade with 69.

Marina Bay bbq

2007-02-11T07:56:00.000-08:00

And then there was aftermath of the barbeque at Marina Bay - just smiles.

It has been great

2007-02-06T12:28:00.000-08:00

It has been great.. really.

I looked through my JC pics album today. Maybe its the ETD drawing near, or the melodramatic after-effects of watching 'Train Man', or maybe it was just a random roll of the dice called fate.

My favourite jc pictures were squeezed into this folder, and as fate would have it, I have decided to post one pic each day until I return to Melbourne.

Think of it as a gentle reminder to everyone of the happy times we shared.

Whoa

2007-01-31T09:32:00.000-08:00

Whoa, has it been so long?

The last time I blogged, I didn't realise this entry will take so long to appear.

Why?

Cos It has been a really great holidays that's why.

Are u Sure?

Yea, up to this point and I am sure the future will be bright and sparkling with not just neon lights, but red lights. The skies are opening up quite abit nowadays, endowing us with bucketloads of acidic rainwater. If this was 2000 B.C. and the location is the Niles, then I am sure the people will be extremely happy to be receiving this bountiful gift from the heavens. After the floods will be massive replanting of crops and the anticipation of harvest hanging in the horizon.

Except this is Malaysia, and the floods aren't done nothing except wash away homes, bodies and 2.4 billion ringgit worth of private properties. The only similarity with ancient Egypt is the cleared lands will probably be suitable for planting of crops after the waters subside.

Prayers for the suffering people.

Next item on the newscast:
Been buried up to my neck with drama serials, Japanese, Korean, English and possibly Cantonese. It has all been a great whirlwind of emotions and feelings going through the shredders.

Not wanting to bore anyone with the following list, but nevertheless:
1) One Litre of Tears
2) Palace
3) Autumn in my Heart
4) OTH - Peyton and Lucas are finally together after 3 seasons.
5) Grey's Anatomy - Snoring does disrupt slp.

And then there is the weekly basketball session at my old high school. This is the favorite part of the week for me, because there is basketball and my old pals, people whom I want to keep by my side for as long as possible.

Trips :
Been to and fro S'pore every week. Special note of thanks to sy, cyh, zh, and wy for your kindness. (:
Been to Kuching, city of cats and beautiful resort chalets
Been to Taiwan - Taipei rocks until the wee hours
Been to Malacca - Ramada hotel is actually really good

This is all I can think of right now.

Good luck and take care everyone.

what's up doc?

2006-12-19T07:56:00.000-08:00

What's up doc?

Just the sky... Seeing the blues...

Borrowed Princess Hours today... gonna find out why its a tearjerker.

Not often enough

2006-12-08T04:21:00.000-08:00

The stark reality of studying overseas.

You know you haven't been home for much of the past year, when your mum locks the front gate after your dad has entered the house... even though you are still in the driver's seat listening to the radio playing 'You can try to believe ... try to hide from... '.

She then turns around with a surprised look, obviously realising what just happened. You then dangle a pair of the housekeys in your hands to show that 'everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright'.

Looking forward to the next 7 days. Fun fun FUN.

Expectations

2006-11-29T10:34:00.000-08:00

List of things I expected:
1) Going out with my newfound JB friend for basketball-or-just-anything-fun
2) Going up to KL to meet up with newfound friends for anything-will-do
3) Going up to Penang to meet up with newfound friends for I-dunnoe-maybe-food
4) Going down to S'pore to meet up with old JC friends for XLB, Kbox, etc
5) Going down to S'pore to meet up with nice Uni friends for thanks-fiona-and-pek-and-the-regards
6) Going down to S'pore with newfound Aussie friends for-exploration-of-the-island
7) Going out with family for food-drinks-and-just-abt-anything
8) Going out to the basketball court with I-dunnoe-maybe-myself
9) Going down to S'pore for shoes and clothings
10) Just going somewhere

So far, I have ticked just one, No. 7 (No sight of my sis cos of the dodgy hospital hours).

Let's hope it will just get better from now onwards.

XLB tmr... that should be one more off the list

Less Expectations. Greater Fulfilment.

Pre X'mas thoughts

2006-11-26T08:29:00.000-08:00

I kinda miss the feeling of the magnetic key fidgeting in my pocket.
I kinda miss the short walk to the basketball courts.
I kinda miss Scheps fifth floor.
I kinda miss the free Milo and Milk.
I kinda miss the queue to get food.
I kinda miss 'seconds'.
I kinda miss the 'BANG' when the door closes after me.
I kinda miss the dingy piano in the basement of Scheps.
I kinda miss the frisbee whizzing past the side of my head... centimetres away from decapitating me.
I kinda miss standing outside in the freezing cold because of a mini-fire in the toilet... and you would think that there is enough water there to quench any flames.
I kinda miss the 'CLANG' when the foosball enters the goalmouth.
I kinda miss pronouncing Rossi the wrong way everytime I see it.
I kinda miss the soya bean milk in Clunies 1st floor's fridge.
I kinda miss reading a book on the bench in the quiet forecourt gardens.
I kinda miss telling you the magical three words... guess its just too late now.
Don't worry my friends, I kinda miss ya' all too.

Signing off to wanton mee, bak ku teh, chau kway tiao (:

Some Uppers

2006-11-23T01:08:00.000-08:00

You know the nagging feeling which dogs your heart when a year has passed by, and you can't help but think that it could have been better spent.

I am feeling it now.

Mostly because of things I have not done... mostly because of myself, sometimes because of others.

Its the 2nd year running that I have felt this way.

So much for not making the same mistake twice.

It is the 2nd day that I have felt in need of some up-pers.

Can't wait to get back to Malaysia.

Hanging on every word you said

2006-11-13T02:02:00.000-08:00

Everything spilled out like lava from a volcano today. A sudden outburst, followed by the mind popping. The brain crashed. The heart broke. Tears dropped.

Anguish. Frustration. Pain. Sadness. The myriad of feelings which had followed swiftly after a temporary respite of complete ease.

The dam gave way to the river of sorrow behind, finally, utterly.

A crack in the perfect slate.

Self-destruction is just a matter of time.

The sky cries a symphony of woe, accompanied by lightning flashes of wretchedness.

Its a tough day.

Serendipity

2006-11-10T23:21:00.000-08:00

I found out today that I believe a lot in fate.

The power of destiny.

Memories

2006-11-10T07:44:00.000-08:00

I finished my second viewing of Liu Jing Shui Yue today at 1.20 am... 45 episodes zipped past in the snap of a finger.

Dum dum... de te... etc... etc... very effective tune.

Ding Xin Poon and Rachel's chemistry is like crack... the more one gets, the more one wants.

Australia obviously has nice scenery.

The last scene brought back poignant memories.

Simple reasons for watching Golden Faith.

It's been a while

2006-11-05T09:36:00.000-08:00

It's been a while since I've slept so irresponsibly.

Just feeling kinda tired.

Memories

2006-11-01T14:46:00.000-08:00

Keeping memories is like trying to grab hold of sand with your hands... You start off with a lot, but as you move, or play, or do stuffs, it slips away, until in the end, only bits and parts are left.

People forget, its a curse, and also a blessing.
People tend to believe what they see.
People sometimes see only what they want.

As long as your mind stays stolid, and your heart golden, then that's all that really matter.

There's nothing wrong with being defensive, but I guess... its going to be bad news when one gets used to it.

I... just want some sleep... and my thumb to recover... nothing complicated... just the little things in life.

Uh oh

2006-10-30T12:36:00.000-08:00

The truth is... you can always fool everyone but yourself.

Dazed. Tired. Happy. Sad. Honest.

Whoa

2006-10-29T12:20:00.000-08:00

Lucas from One Tree Hill... looks and sounds like the male version of Meredith from Grey's Anatomy...

Maybe... just maybe, they play the same role as well... but that's just a guess.

What wat woot?

2006-10-28T09:52:00.000-07:00

I still wanna believe that we can always decide our fate... that the result is determined by our reactions to situations in our daily lives, such as climbing the hill, going around the base or just staying at that spot, undecided or perhaps unwavering.

A friend, which has since ventured overseas, once asked me if I believe that whatever we do is already decided by fate, that maybe any decision we make now is just a matter of going through the motions like a character in a book written by the higher levels.

I thought then that we are indeed bounded by fate, but we are always given a chance to choose; a choice to make, and this action will determine our near future... or our entire lives. So I believed then that no matter the adversity, we are still able to affect the ending.

Really... It feels just like a case of pessimism versus optimism.

Right now, I just wanna be optimistic... the grey skies need a tad more oranges and yellows.

Gosh

2006-10-27T15:15:00.000-07:00

My friend introduced a site called LoveHappens to me today.

So I was supposed to put up a picture of myself for my profile.

Then I started to sieve through my computer for a picture showing myself only.

And this was how I realised that, the only photographs with just yours truly, are in my passport and my student card.

So I put up a picture of a polar bear cub instead.

The problem needs to be solved from its source

2006-10-26T12:35:00.000-07:00

The 2nd semester of my 1st year draws to a close as my assignments are slowly being handed in.

It has been one hell of a 4 months... whereby I have learnt so much... and yet realise... and recall what is dear to my heart.

I realise that honesty is the best policy.
I realise that logic and feelings are forever locked in a battle.
I realise that oneself can often choose the consequences.
Just as last semester... some knots need to be unravelled...

Simple goals for a simple mind for a holiday, simply.

I look forward to the day, when all the knots around me are undone, or are transformed into satisfying butterfly knots.

As long as required, as soon as possible.

Just a game

2006-10-24T09:44:00.000-07:00

Its just a game, not a life.

One Tree Hill

2006-10-23T14:42:00.000-07:00

I am addicted to One Tree Hill now... spent 5 hours of my time at this critical juncture hooked on the engaging dialogue and all too real life lessons.

7.36 am and my eyes are still wide open.

If one shot of milo is a single twist of the knob, then I must have had 47 shots in 2 servings this morning.

The glucose rush feels good. Naturally.

Cant make this go away

2006-10-22T18:28:00.000-07:00

Take away the blue and black ball from my life and I will have close to nothing to do nowadays, that is besides school work.

My left knee is creaking, like a rusty hinge. It croaks, clicks, and nowadays, it just emits a faint pain from time to time.

I think I might be lacking from Vitamin C, seeing as the consumption of fruits and vegetables over the past 3 months have dropped to all time lows... or possibly close to zero.

Normal collagen synthesis depends upon the hydroxylation of proline and lysine residues in the endoplasmic reticulum, to form hydroxyproline and hydroxylysine, respectively. Prolyl and lysyl hydroxylase, the enzymes that catalyze the hydroxylation reactions, require vitamin C as a cofactor. In cases of chronic deficiency, hydroxyproline and hydroxylysine are not formed in appreciable amounts and the resulting collagen fibrils are considerably weaker. This is due in part to the loss of hydrogen bonding between hydroxyprolines and constituent heteroatoms within the collagen α-helical trimer, which otherwise confer mechanical stability.
(Thanks Wikipedia)

So it might just be a simple case of a lack of Vitamin C... *fingers-crossed*

Total Inconsiderate

2006-10-20T04:16:00.000-07:00

So there we were happily playing basketball, doing lay-ups, triangle passings and the edwin+mz combos.

And then there were the water bombs or whatever it is they threw onto the basketball court.

The fact is...
There is only one basketball court;
The culprits obviously meant for the water to splash onto the court since they were laughing crazily on the other side of the fence;
One of my friend slipped and fell;
The worse thing is... this inconsiderate act was committed by people who often play basketball with us, except of course they were not playing just then.

So it is that no matter how often you come into contact with people... they will never stop surprising you with their sometimes insensitive acts.

Luckily... there was still too much humour on the court to let this reckless act curtail the fun.

I must be dreaming

2006-10-12T10:37:00.000-07:00

I spent time watching liu jing shui yue today... yup from 2am to 3.30 am... I think the last time I tuned in to this show was back in April 2005.

How do I remember the exact month?

Because some things you just won't forget.

Its a very very good show... Fantastic dialogue, e.g.
Male Lead's Dad : 'Our son is in a relationship with a public prosecutor(Obviously bad since his daddy is involved in some illegal business transactions). What do you think about this?'
Male Lead's Mum : 'Well... That depends on whether you are his boss or his daddy.'
MLD gives a ponderous look.
MLM : 'If you are his boss, then this is obviously going to affect your business adversely, so you really ought to stop him.'
MLD continues with his wondering look.
MLM : 'On the other hand, if you are his daddy, then you need to understand that your child also needs to find his own happiness.' MLM gives MLD a shrewd look.
MLD nods in agreement.

Just human behaviour... but fascinating... the way matters are handled.

Hong Kong drama series are great avenues to understand human interactions.

No basketball today...

basketball

2006-10-10T04:38:00.000-07:00

A blue and black ball.

The game just keeps getting better.

Light at the end of the tunnel?

Maybe.

Stay Upbeat.

A fren

2006-10-09T05:16:00.000-07:00

A friend told me that recently, he finds himself staring into emptiness and just letting the world pass by around him.

I guess it is something I can easily identify with.

Something so simple, and yet so soothing and gentle on the mind.

Just finding solace in a world suddenly gone wild.
Just recollecting composure before venturing on.

5 posts so far

2006-10-07T04:45:00.000-07:00

I wrote 5 posts, one per day for the past five days, and yet none of them are up.

What then is the point of writing my thoughts on blogger if I am not going to publish them in the end?

Something creeps slowly... taking over my mind and body. I don't want to admit it, but it is enlivening me, and yet gently putting me to sleep. Exhaustion and fatigue are the norm nowadays, because I am spending so much time on the courts, not necessary neglecting my studies, but definitely not injecting the extra 10 % for a 'M' instead of the S or S+.

Perhaps the most scary thing which always keeps me awake at night, is the unshakeable awareness that I cannot see my future painted with rosy colours. Everything is in monochrome gray, splotched with dashes of black and white.

For now, this moment in time, a blue and black ball keeps me alive, while everything else fades gradually.

As long as the adrenaline continues to pump...
To be alive, not merely breathing.

Minor stuffs

2006-09-29T09:12:00.000-07:00

Can't seem to upload my Grippsland photo with Picasa...

My 48 hours battle starts exactly at 12 am 30 Sep.. results will determine the fate for 2 of my subjects...

Been wondering abit abt stuff the past few days... hopefully things will turn out alright.

Kindness which will not be eroded.

Random blattering.

Grippsland and others

2006-09-28T04:41:00.000-07:00

It has been a roller-coaster ride of a week, with work causing much of the downs and exciting times inducing the ups.

My list of assignments from last week:
1) House Model
2) EA Essay
3) AD1B drawings
4) EA revision
5) AD1B sketchbook updates

Its getting quite plain to me that I have yet to diminish the mountainous pile of drudgery sitting right in my courtyard, which therefore exerts a tremendous amount of pressure on my mind.

The way I look at it, escapades are found in the avenue of basketball, music and anime.

Obviously there is another route to take...

Just that I am feeling rather confused right now.

So I have decided to take a breather.

Neither running away nor passively waiting for an opportunity, just regrouping my thoughts and feelings.

Breath in... breath out.

In the end...

2006-09-17T12:24:00.000-07:00

In the end, you are right, as always.

I would never be able to fill the shoes of your ideal partner.

Whether or not you deserve such a person I am not obliged to comment.

But your perfect companion will undoubtedly be that - perfect.

Sorry, it was just my folly all along.

Me and mine only.

Yours sincerely.

Pls be happy, my friend.

It is obvious...

2006-09-10T21:05:00.000-07:00

It is damn obvious when I am stressed.

I start to produce an aura of silence, and I mean produce in CAPITALS. There is almost a feeling of deafening quietness around me which will engulf any topic travelling across the table, like how a black hole will absorb a careless spaceship.

My sense of humour evaporates, at least what's remaining of it will. It is almost like the shedding of an entire aspect of my personality as easily as a snake with its old skin.

Most obviously, I will be stoning or the features on my face will be wrinkles and tired red-rimmed/lifeless eyes or a disconcerted gaze.

Currently.. I am in the valley where stress is the byword to get around.

Breath in... breath out... whewww.

Crunch crunch

2006-09-10T11:23:00.000-07:00

Work due:
1) House model
2) Analysis on architect
3) Read-up on European Architecture

I seriously think this is not the time to be engaging in anything other than work, and yet some things cannot be helped... all this unnecessary stress a byproduct of my ill-discipline.

There should be time enough for everything... and until I figure out how to plan properly, I will always be sacrificing something for the other.

Crunch crunch... time is rolling.

I can already hear the knives sharpening and the wheels grinding.

It is the calm before the storm.

Brr~

Its been a bit weird

2006-09-05T22:01:00.000-07:00

It has been a bit weird... the weather, people, temperature, games, and obviously my comfort chair... which has finally given up and buckled under pressure this afternoon.

It shouldn't be weird to show concern... and yet it is.
It shouldn't be weird to jest or joke... and yet it is.
It shouldn't be weird to just do what is necessary... and yet... it is.

1 and half months into the school term and the signs are already there.

What doesn't one and one add up to two?

Sleep is Vital.

Injuries ahoy

2006-09-01T04:07:00.000-07:00

Both ankles, left thumb and maybe my right pinky.

When they don't come, they won't.
When they do... they come in bundles.

Still, the game will continue.

Clicking ...

2006-08-31T23:53:00.000-07:00

The sun is reflected from one of the Wadham windows and then directly into my room, and since my blinds are up to allow air circulation within my (prison) cell, so my eyes are receiving a full treatment of eye-sauna. they should install more solar panels in Australia...

As we go on, we remember, all the times we... had together.
And as our lives change, come whatever, we will still be... Friends Forever.

My friend looked through my Hwachong Yearbook yesterday... and as I flipped through the pages, a feeling of unexplainable nostalgia took control and flooded me; my mind; my synases. Everytime I turn a page and find a familiar face, name, or event, memories from the past seized me by the scruff and refused to let go until a deluge of remembrances have stuck a path through my brain.

Somehow, some things could have been done better, and some errors would have been better off being a mirage.

And yet whatever happened caused a slight change in me; a minor manipulation in my character. At the end of the day, my JC life would always remain etched in my mind, a haven for self-recollection and a treasure chest of fond reminiscences.

It's like a box of chocolate, you never know what you are going to get.
And yet, so long as its chocolate, its bound to rock.

What's with the weird thoughts?

2006-08-28T08:41:00.000-07:00

It feels abit like holding my breath in and trying to stay alive for as long as possible. Keeping the volume of air within me whilst attempting to do as many things as possible in the period of time available.

Basketball, scores, dribbles, fingers.
Piano, scores, chords, fingers.
Studies, scores, marks, fingers.
Foosball, scores, snake, fingers.

Kicking, shoving, punching, pulling, all in the name of the struggle for more air time. I need to usher in a new sense of belonging, of convincing myself that when it is enough, it should be enough.

Keep trying, but not overdrafting.

Sweet... and uncomplicated.

Whirlwind

2006-08-22T08:26:00.000-07:00

A whirlwind came upon me as 2 birthday dinners and a bash resolved to knock me out. Stalactites is pretty cool for food, especially meat, while Crown's buffet serves a simply delicious spread - honey-glazed ham, fried chicken?, fish, etc - at a reasonable price. Picture speaks a thousand words, but since I have somehow managed to leave my camera behind both times, so I will have to write a thousand words instead...

Yea right.

Crown has 5 granite pillars lying in a line parallel to the Yarra River. These stone sticks become alive every hour from 8pm to 12am, and in these hourly intervals, they spew giant ball of flames upwards into the sky. It is almost like watching a symphony of fiery display with the black sky above as a backdrop. In the foreground, water is shot out of tiny openings in the ground amidst yellow and red lightings. The interplay of liquid and fire is a wonderful concept.

And then there were the games of blackjack and poker which resulted in a discovery that the deck of 52 cards is really fifty altogether. The King and Jack of Hearts having been left surreptitiously on the coffee table not 3 feet away.

So near, yet so far.

Moral of the Story : Gambling is never a sustainable source of income. It is a quick way to win and to lose - 9 times out of ten. May there be mercy on all the misguided souls.

P.S : I promise I will use the earnings on my studies only... not Norsiah's Kitchen.

In slumber

2006-08-19T07:41:00.000-07:00

It has been slumberland for me the past week.

Everyday was a myriad of sleeping spells and the occasional impulse to do other stuffs.

I am lost in the hinterlands of Neverland, seeking a way out and yet sinking in the pleasure of oblivion.

Time has left me behind, leaving a trail of exhaust for me to inhale and follow.

I feel like its Cloud 9 at the moment, with a large impetus to follow a rather awkward path.

Or maybe its just the 10 shots I took... 10 weak shots, but enough to shutdown 99.9% of my brain cells...

I

can't

seem

to

think

When your brain screams for sleep, in a not too subtle way, it is a definite indication that catching a few winkies is an absolute must.

It is time to turn off the lights and head for the pillows.

Its been kinda weird

2006-08-13T05:04:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, there lived a kindly one on St Bourke's Square. He would watch the crowd walking past and reminiscence about his illustrous past. He would ponder the unhappiness apparent on the faces of bystanders and wonder why the beauty of being alive was not sufficient to evoke some gladness in them. Each passing day brought just a little bit of melancholy into his pure heart of joy; every ounce of sadness he absorbed and seek to transform into joy. Slowly, the strain became apparent on him, and so his face would sometimes contour into ugly wrinkles, while his body suffered seizures whenever a strong dose of depression from the passing strangers flooded him.

He became mournful and the delights of pretty living things failed to ignite as much exhilaration in him as before. Frustration and dejection started to take over his shadow and the blight was soon raking in his heart. Some days he would not even wake up, because the thought of observing the daily ritual of gloominess amongst the public poured much pain into him. He became a living canister of tribulations and his expressions started to range from angst to hopelessness.

It was a tale without a happy ending... just a few tears for a dreary winter night.

Somehow... it feels like even dysphoria doesn't even matter. It just feels like the world is missing something right now; perhaps a corny word starting with L.

Stress man~

sober thoughts

2006-07-29T08:52:00.000-07:00

Sober thoughts for a drinks-filled night.

My friend, perhaps one of my best friends, once told me that alcohol is probably one of the best social lubricants. Alcohol, can remove all inhibitions when used properly, and yet not disable your most basic of instincts. You are still yourself, but perhaps in a reinforced manner; a manner which can empower you to perform tasks thought to be hardy beforehand.

My pals and I went on a booze cruise today. It was very interesting seeing people whom you think you have got to know quite well actually astonishing you. Its like the saying in the Lord of the Rings by Gandalf : 'You can try to understand the hobbits (humans), but after 20 years, they (hobbits in Lotr and humans in the present tense) still manage to do things which surprises you.

The shyness shy away, leaving behind a tinge of bravado.
The ignorance is ignored, leaving behind a trace of can-dos.
And perhaps most inspiring of all, is the human instinct of kindness and camaraderie.
Of making sure everyone is well and in the places they want to be; be it at that moment or in the morning.

It is like having lived in this world for twenty years and still be in awe of human behaviour.

Missing Home

2006-07-25T22:12:00.000-07:00

I kinda miss home.

My family.

My friends.

Someone.

Down Under Again

2006-07-20T21:52:00.000-07:00

After one month of wanton mee, cha kway tiao, bak ku teh, steamed fish, ba chuo mee, cai tau kway, pig trotters, san chen rou, swensens, roti prata, sha bo fan, satay, etc, etc... its time to revert back to pasta, fish and chips, steaks, mashed potatoes, boiled brocoli, and the likes.

My plane touchdown on the blessed land of Australia this morning at 8.50 am, but it was not until 30 mins later that I really got to step on real soil, right outside my college : 'International House'.

My first present from the University of Melbourne was an invoice requesting prompt payment for my school fees, due 21st of July; today. To quote the letter : 'The following amounts must be paid by the indicated due date. Failure to do so may result in you being withdrawn from subjects'... The moment this piece of priceless information took root in my mind, my synases began racing crazily, while my unique sense of logical thoughts formulated the following :

'blah blah blah.. withdrawn from subjects' = No more classes for the rest of the semester

It made total sense to me, besides there are numerous obvious reasons supporting inaction in providing payment.
1) I can save A$ 5824.00
2) I will have no choice but to take the next flight back to M'sia, cos the living expenses here is
exhorbitant.
3) No IH food
4) Say Hi! to wanton mee again

So what did I do in the end?

I decided... to head... to Uni of Melb to pay my school fees.

Fly away

2006-07-18T10:29:00.000-07:00

Thursday 11.40 pm... Location Changi Airport SQ 237... Temperature 33 Degree Celsius

Friday 8.55 am... Location Melbourne Tullamarine Airport... Temperature 5 Degree Celsius

48 hours left.

Casually walking past

2006-07-17T10:35:00.001-07:00

Lately, I have seen one dead cat, a deceased dog, the remains of a rat and a cockroach. The latest was at the soya bean store where I had just purchased some soya bean milk. Imagine to my irritation - note: not horror but irritation - when I saw this brown insect crawl over my feet and then scrampering swiftly over the metal counter and finally disappearing under the canvas of the next stall.

What did I do next?

I purchased 2 plastic containers of soya beancurd.

Technically, the cockroach didn't enter the soya bean store, so I should not deprive the vendors of earnings from 2 containers of soya beancurd. Very logical.

The dead cat was in Kluang. It was a white tomcat with black patches on it. I was walking to the train station near my friend's house when I chanced upon it. Flies were already flying gleefully over it.

I glanced upon a corpse while driving the Toyota. Upon closer examination from a vehicle travelling at 80 km/h, it started to resemble the shape of a dog, perhaps stray. I could already see the white of bones.

The rat was a brown mess at the pavement. It was like running a potato through a mesher - only with special blood effects and niggling whitish hardy objects - and then through a movie censorship board.

4 deaths in the space of 1 week.

I can only assume the cockroach is now dead, even if it is of the species with extremely high survival instincts.

Happy Birthday

2006-07-16T11:26:00.000-07:00

The walls of my room seems to be closing in on me, whilst the wooden door which guards the entrance appears to be swinging to and forth in an erratic manner, followed by the fan overhead which is turning most hesitatingly.

Perhaps...

Perhaps... it is just their way of saying goodbye to me.

4 days to Melbourne. I know I should be looking forward to it, but somehow, it feels like many things are still yet to be done; or maybe there ARE a lot of things which need to be settled asap. So once again I will have to call upon my fantastic time management skills acquired through architectural studies, to achieve mission accomplishments.

1) Get a Hard Drive
2) New Jeans
3) Supplies from Art Friend
4) A cheap and good haircut (this should be priority 1 actually)
5) A basketball to play downunder
6) Peter Pan (just kidding)

Then again, just as it is over here, I will be able to mix with very agreeable company, so that is at least something to look forward to.

And of course I still luv Uni of Melbourne.

P.S. Congratz Sis for graduating from NUS in Pharmacy, I'm proud of you.

It's Friday again

2006-07-14T05:13:00.000-07:00

Friday, the most anticipated day of the week as it signifies the end of the work week and heralds in the temporary respite of Saturday and Sunday. I woke up at 3 pm today to a most 'euphoric' state, consisting of a splitting headache and blurry vision. My head is throbbing most heartily, perhaps enacting revenge from my mistreatment the previous night.

I have been enroaching on the journey of reading Pride and Prejudice recently, and have been sufficiently chastised over the past few days over my perhaps moronic episodes of behaviour some times during the past month. It has been a trying month - trying really hard with no particular victory in sight, as least not yet. Someone said that eventual success comes about only after creating many favourable conditions for oneself to prevail. Another claimed that to clinch the deal is via (slow and steady)ness. Presently, I feel that neither speaks the truth wholly by themselves. Perhaps, the correct timing is also much required.

The niche, the timing, an opening in time for us to delve into and dive head first into.

Anyway, today is a Friday, so I will leave this matters till the next workday.

Friday... should be a day of celebrations.

Amazing Few Days

2006-07-12T08:26:00.000-07:00

Back from Kluang and KL.

It has been a whirlwind of 4 days and 3 nights.

Saw Italy finally overcoming France in a nail-biting penalty shootout... bringing down the curtains on the most dramatic Finals for the past decade. A headbutt from Zidane which will etch its way into folklore, while any footballer - who causes pundits to lose money - due to a personal action will probably be cursed 'fking zizou' in the near future.

Me? I am a happy man.

50 ringgit man... somemore my fav team won... turban roxy.

So my friends, their friends and I stayed up till the wee hours at Asia Cafe to witness this epic battle. Sandwiched on a open air platform with a-130-computers-24hours-lanshop on our left, a pool and foosball centre on our right, and not to mention the 100++ stalls selling delicious mouth watering food everywhere, we doodled the first night away.

The 2nd day was a rather hazy one... we woke up late, ate lunch at Hart's which serves a buffet of fried chicken, roasted chicken, fried chicken liver, teriyaki chicken, salads, coleslaw, etc for RM 14 (I think) per person. The view outside overlooks the sunway lagoon, so I guess I can't really complain. Good food + good company + silly games = *drum roll* FUN.

So we spent a lot of time planning for the 3rd day, cos its our last day already. We woke up and went to this shop called 'Yap Kee' which sells... Indian food. The chicken.. is it curry? was very delicious, and the experience of consuming food without chopsticks, forks and spoons added more taste to the food.

And then it was ice-skating at Sunway Pyramid. This was the experience which consolidated my belief that most of the pretty Malaysian girls are in KL... those guys north sure have it lucky man.

Anyway, I fell flat on my back and once more due to a WWF-worthy move. I think I can still hear my ribs creaking. It was comedy night live.

Next up was foosball and DOTA. I played just 2 games of DOTA before heading north, so I am personally quite proud of my performance, even if it was not spectacular; at least it was solid.

After that was Makmak at a shop nearby, tried my first Maggi Goreng and the indefatigable Roti Canai. Then my friend threatened to drive off - with our valuables which were in his car - unless we peel our eyes from the widescreen tv and get into his car. Being the last table occupied, we were issued 2 warnings from the workers. First, they tried to reverse their van into our table, which didn't work because they chickened out at the last moment. Then they swept the ground around our feet even though there were really no rubbish there. We took the hints and finally left.

We arrived at the train station around 5.30 am, while the first train is at 6.30 am... which leaves us with a bracket of time where we can do nothing but stareco'r'k. So someone came up with the bright idea of playing Pepsi Cola 1, 2, 3 in the asphalt carpark. After that, someone turned a rubbish bin into a DIY device emitting smoke signals with the help of a trusty lighter. This was the defining period of time, because everyone was quite high even though no weeds were smoked.

So we took the first train back, packed up our stuffs, and then headed home.

P.S my bus back to jb broke down, leaving yours truly stranded until the relief bus from Paduraya arrived.

P.S of P.S. I wanna go to KL again.

Idleness

2006-07-07T08:55:00.000-07:00

I jogged for 20 mins today, my first time jogging seriously since my rugby training, which probably explains my drastic drop in fitness levels.

The soft glare of a setting sun felt good on my Vitamin D deprived skin, whilst the gentle breeze caressing my cheeks took my worries away bit by bit.

It was more than an exercise to get fitter; it was an enjoyable bypass into my subconscious, my legs doing the pumping while my brains dwelling on what had transpired the past weeks.

I have always believed that pain is needed for anyone to grow up, be it physically or mentally. It is the ultimate amphetamine to stimulate positive development in Homo Sapiens.

And that brings into mind a phrase used during my rugby trainings, which I am rather fond of:

No Pain, No Gain.

Poetic moments for an idyllic day

2006-07-07T00:20:00.000-07:00

The sun penetrates the terracotta tiles with its immense heat waves. My living room has been converted into a giant Roman bath, complete with house lizards and steam rising from the marble floor; and if I am not careful, this bath might be converted suddenly into a crematorium, complete with my pelvis bone and ashes.

Thankfully, this should be an enjoyable experience, because of my pretty Panasonic television and sexy Toshiba laptop. Yu Le Bai Fen Bai and House will accompany me to my urn. With luck, I might even be able to persuade the head monk of the columbarium to set up a widescreen in my vault.

Rock-solid will, steel-wieldy mind, chao ta marshmallow heart.

What is on the exterior is just as important as the core, and eyes are pathways to the ethereal plane.

I am a Malaysian Badawi Singaporean friendly Australian wallaby.

Tick tock, here I go.

I tried not to think

2006-07-06T09:19:00.000-07:00

I put away the VCR yesterday.

It was beautiful while it lasted... the mirage; the visage.

But it is time to return to reality - away from the ethereal plane - and do what is right, rather than what I like.

It was a lovely dream with nice fluffy clouds in the shapes of rabbits, sheep and a smiling elephant.

A funny thought just crossed my mind, maybe its because it is natural that a cat will chase after a mouse.

Nothing cynical, just a whiff of nostalgia before moving on.

Matters of the heart

2006-07-05T00:45:00.000-07:00

Poised to strike, he was perched on the edge of defeat, any wrong move will send him tumbling down the way he had came, into the valley of nothingness. Still he waited, hoping that the right moment will come by.

And it did, ahead was a aluminium wall. As if to mock him, 'Speak up' was scrawled across it in catchy red paint, with two person completing the rest of the picture. A tiny smile crawled its way into his face, but the height meant that only he knew how many times he grinned. Soundless laughter, for a quiet afternoon.

His tongue stole across his lips, keeping it ready for the final push and hopefully a happy ending. Then, a phone rang - not his own - even as confusion etched across his expression. Upon further comprehension, he realised that it was not a normal phone call. Heaven was trying its best to make a fool of him. Perhaps realising this, he accepted the joke with open arms, choosing laughter over exasperation.

Some things only happen in movies, but when they suddenly occur in reality, its like a punch in the sternum.

It winds you up, charges you up with energies, steals your ability to speak up, and yet implores you to laugh... up at the Heavens.

Laughter ahoy, at the silliness of everything.

Right Again

2006-07-04T14:52:00.000-07:00

ITALY WON!

HOLY CRAP, THE TEAM I SUPPORTed WON!!

win, wOhOOOO...

Finally things are going the right way... I think I am gonna stay awake again till the early afternoons because of this adrenaline rush.

I open my eyes
I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light
I can't remember how
I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight

And I can't stand the pain
And I can't make it go away
No I can't stand the pain

Chorus:
How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound but no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edgeI'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again

So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't

How could this happen to me
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me

Untitled... like seriously that's the name of the song.

I'm praying for the safety of the mosquito hovering around my feet right now.

*evil grin*

Defense

2006-07-04T11:57:00.000-07:00

Italy vs Germany and France vs Portugal... I am hoping for Italy vs France... just thinking of Cannavaro vs Henry and Zidane vs Totti will make anyone's mouth water.

3.00 am... Time to tune in.

It's ok lah

2006-07-03T06:44:00.000-07:00

No one wants a Chin who's on the wrong end of the moodswing.
No one wants a Chin who's not entertaining them.
No one wants a Chin who's not making them happy.
No one wants a Chin who's setting the wrong tone for the outing.

Don't worry, I will just swing from bar to bar by myself.

It's OK lahhh.

Chill~

WHY

2006-07-02T11:35:00.000-07:00

Why...?
Why...?
Why...?
Why...?

Because I am indecisive,
Because I am clueless,
Because I am a mute,
Because I am a spoilt brat.

All I was looking for was closure, but when such a critical assessment was made, by someone so dear, I could hear my heart going through the emotional shredder. The truth is painful, and when the barrage was turned on, I couldn't defend myself. I make my own conflicts, so I will live their consequences.

The crude knot is gone, and in its place is a tragically beautiful butterfly knot.

A caterpillar has metamorphosed into a Monarch Butterfly.

I have thrown my feelings out of the window, perhaps it is time to be brutally honest with myself.

I started my 2 year plan on friday 30 June 2006, maybe I should have began 2 years ago.

Too little... Too late.

Give, Take and Beat

2006-06-30T11:10:00.000-07:00

I remember a particular conversation during a dinner at International House, where 2 of my friends - a guy and a gal - was discussing the relationship between a couple called marriage.

Guy : 'I wouldn't want to be controlled by my wife.' (E.g. henpecked)
Gal : 'Haha, a smart wife wouldn't let her husband know that she is pulling his strings'
Guy : '...'

And then I realise an intelligent husband will let his wife think that she is calling the shots without his knowledge.

Or maybe it is just a live performance of tango between the husband and his wife.

To give, and to take, whilst keeping to the beat... of society.

With both knowing that the other party is simply closing an eye towards matters. Now that will be more interesting and definitely quite sensible.

Clueless

2006-06-30T08:05:00.000-07:00

The dice has been thrown... what am I betting on?

I'm not sure...

For someone my intelligence... I can be pretty clueless...

Will it be 'BIG' or 'small'?

I wanna know the answer too.

LALALA

2006-06-25T10:30:00.000-07:00

I like to think that I am better at judging people 3 and a half years after my O'levels, that after so much time and experience in contact with such a wide variety of people I am more acute in deciding the temperament of each individual.

Somehow, there are some people whom you can never figure out, mostly because of a lack of analytical skills, and yet sometimes, due to other matters clouding the mind, blocking out the ability to make accurate assessments.

These matters clogging the channels and synapses of the brain should be taken with a pinch of salt, because logic often prevails.

When I can't decide which one is the greater, I choose the other route, which incidentally just brings me face to face with another dilemma. So I choose another path, and then another, until I am finally tired of beating around the bush; until I am sick of endless yakking without credible results.

This moment in time... I think I am going to retrack my steps all the way to where the first knot was made, and put in some effort to make it right.

I'm Sorry

2006-06-24T12:06:00.000-07:00

I went through some of my stuffs today, and found my old timetable for my JC 2 year in Hwachong Institution. Interestingly, this timetable didn't state the length of each lesson, much less the subjects. There was no highlighted areas to show the breaks in between, neither did it have pencil marks crossing out 'Economics' because I dropped it. I didn't find any cute scribbles in pink and purple, and there were definitely no sketches of my classmates during classes.

All that was on the timetable was the time when each school day ends.

I kinda miss the good old days.

Reflections

2006-06-10T20:17:00.000-07:00

Reflections and Contemplations are processes of the mind, to think and to ponder.

Recently, especially after realising that life really is just a series of VCR replays, I am ever more conscious that some things in life should not be thrown into an abyss and then hoping that time will just fill the abyss up and heal the chasm. In the end, it is still down to oneself to bring matters into closure and then turning the ignition to begin living - not breathing - again. My friends are forming and breaking relationships even as the sun continues to rise from the East every day. This brings into proportion the actuality of my present situation, the futility of grasping on to straw ends and yet wondering if events could have been different.

In 'Napoleon Dynamite', one of the characters' biggest wish is to have a time machine, so that he could travel back in time to right some wrongs. In reality, there are many people who have the same wish, but present science dictates otherwise. It, like many other matters, remains as a dream solely and only.

All I want is a VCR, so that I can record everything that's happening and then relooping it for future reviews - by me and you.

Please don't say no, because I will really throw myself into the chasm if it happens... again.

A few points to make

2006-06-08T23:10:00.000-07:00

Heaven cried blue sheets of melodramatic rain, each drop drenching the passerby with a hint of sadness on what the world looks like from above. This world riles from confrontations and disagreements, spilling anguish and unhappiness onto bystanders, causing pain and hurt to everyone. It is tough playing the balancing machine, trying to keep things in order even though one side is already so much heavier than the other. Suspicions run abound that sooner or later, the strain will destroy even a machine, which should never have tried to correct an emotive inbalance.

An error of calculations, and yet mathematics should always prevail, even if one dollar can never be split among three, let alone the fact that one of the three desires to keep the dollar for himself. Sarcasm and tongue lashings seek to forge a chasm between friendships, a breakage so broad it might never be bridged, let alone healed. Eyes are pathways to the soul, often displaying more information than one believes or would be led to believe, let alone the combination with words which doesn't require reading between the lines to be understood.

Someone, a dear friend, told me that I am a nice guy... but I am not, or at least I think so.

But Pisces is always self-sacrificial.

So maybe to save it all is just the destruction of the basis of human instincts.

The instinct... 'to survive'.

It is a dreary day.

No.. seriously

2006-06-04T15:26:00.000-07:00

There is this lovely restaurant on Bourke street which serves really delicious Beef Bisket Noodles, so much so that my friend have had it thrice so far... how many times have my friends and I been there?

3.

Haha, and I am a recent convert, with my third visit on friday resulting in an order of BBN straightaway. Tender and juicy beef bisket with fats dangling off one end, soaked in soup simmered over a couple of hours. Taste to tantalise the mind, fragrance to turn on even the most obstinate, which obviously I am referring to myself. Tangy egg noodles dripping with the same soup shoved rapidly into a gaping mouth, with the tastebuds screaming for more. This is bliss in disguise... of... A$ 7.00.

A KFC meal in Singapore will cost around S$ 6.00, so this is just an extra S$ 2.00 right?

Indeed, a treat once in a while is justified... of course it is.

Kudos to all those who can actually psycho themselves into believing self-woven excuses, and kudos to myself if I succeed. Incoming bombshell in 3 days, hope I will be in one piece instead of smithereens after the bombardment.

Peace out~

Some things in life...

2006-05-29T13:05:00.000-07:00

Some things in life, you just can't ignore, some people, you can't forget, some forgone beliefs, you can't abandon.

Which of the previous applies to you? Maybe all?

As I seek to complete all my assignments for Architecture, it has come to my notice that I am now much better at managing time, albeit at the expense of sleep. 3 days of 3 hours sleep, followed by a 26 hours period of frenzied attempts to finish 4 sketches and a poster. No wonder I was out 'like a light bulb' to quote my friend, at around 6 pm today. Missed dinner, but thankfully, my dear friends went to Brunswick and bought 2 roasted chickens back, so at least I have something to eat for my supper eh? Hmm.. supper at 5 am... interesting ^^.

I got green poster paint on my jeans, and a curry stain on my jumper... making me an unhappy man. Ahh... If only I can persuade someone to do my laundry for me...

16 days to the end of exams... and hopefully exciting times ahead.

I am betting on my future... Even if all else fails, at least I still have my clutch pencil with me, to clutch my HB lead... and maybe... something more...

...

...

...

like 6B?

Just kidding.

I realised...

2006-05-15T00:26:00.000-07:00

Life is like a labyrinth... Each twist and turn brings you closer to your innermost self.

Quit looking inwards... and expand the scope beyond your peripherals to the great horizon.

In the end... Everything is just about contradictions... and learning to grab hold of people you love amidst all the controversy.

Cheesy lines... for a Krafty Monday.

Brrr~

Just by talking, she can break up my mask, break me apart

2006-04-12T13:12:00.000-07:00

Simple words to break up the mask, to tear up the visage.

Gentle words to sooth the soul, to make matters all right.

Humorous words to tickle the mind, to set things alight.

Coy words to bring forth the imagination, to take one to flight.

Fitting words to remind in kind, to say goodbye.

Ode to Pluto, Neptune must fly.... fly... fly!

Basketball

2006-04-11T11:47:00.000-07:00

I was bouncing the basketball and on the way to having a whooping good time shooting hoops, when I suddenly asked my friend this question:
'So your birthday wish was to get a girlfriend?'
'Yup'
'And then have lots of fun?'
'Haha... Yea'

*Pause*

Friend: 'What about you?'
ME: 'I'm not very sure now... I think studies should be my first priority..'
'Yea... same here... but if the right girl drops by, I will go for it'
'Haha... Let's play basketball!'

If the right girl drops by... when Neptune and Pluto says hi.

Spare the hammer, spoil the kid

2006-04-05T10:11:00.000-07:00

Why do I keep hitting myself with the hammer?
Because it feels so good when I stop..

Spare the hammer, spoil the kid.

Just Me

2006-04-03T10:07:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we should learn to face our denials.

Maybe it is time that everyone look themselves in the mirror and say 'Screw this... I am not gonna run away anymore.'

So what did I say?

'Deja vu'

and Hallelujah...

Because my priority in life is still one and the same... unwavering, unchanged..

When an innocent and unsuspecting sheep manages to jump over the fence, that will be the day when Farmer Jones decides to lay down his prongs and head back home... where its warm and snug.

In the meantime, smile and make merry.

P.S I put on 4 kilogrammes by virtue of being in the southern hemisphere... woohoo... I hope that I am finally over 75 kg

Me, myself and I

2006-04-02T10:44:00.000-07:00

Pisces is always a little bit sad.
I found this while surfing through the net... and i thought it was a good summary... or starting point to understanding the twelfth zodiac sign.

Meanwhile...
http://www.astrology.com.au/12signs/pisces.asp

2006-04-01T12:15:00.000-08:00

After 3 takes... both of us too sianz to smile liao... stupid camera...arghh

2006-04-01T12:14:00.001-08:00

Random... Beauty is in natural actions

2006-04-01T12:14:00.000-08:00

Han and me... stupid camera is letting me down... almost all my pictures are blurred... dang...

2006-04-01T12:11:00.001-08:00

sh and me

2006-04-01T12:11:00.000-08:00

IH Ball Hall... I like the celling arrangements... There are nice suggestions of moveable spaces as the sashes swing slightly to air movements.

All bets are off

2006-04-01T10:58:00.000-08:00

All bets are off.... No... no more bets are allowed either... get out of my sight... I got some serious work to do...

I have one priority.

Only 1.

Playing a fool

2006-03-31T09:57:00.000-08:00

My level of Dota has never been so lousy down-under... and I wouldn't mind playing it so badly everyday... because it doesn't really matter...

Not so much... anymore.

So long as the mellifluous voices continue to sing...

Down Under.

Thinking... again

2006-03-30T06:09:00.000-08:00

My life is like a tape... it keeps replaying over and over again... just like before. Its like this massive 3 years VCR which loops itself automatically. Things get kinda freaky when they are parallel events from 3 years back. I get a tingling feeling that I will make the same mistake again... because I am still so indecisive.

If only someone else will make this decision for me... then it wouldn't be my fault when anyone gets hurt.

That's straight out of the mouth of a Hwachong student... wee... I got 1 A 2 Bs... my IQ is 150...

Big Deal!

Playing basketball is much easier than this, that is when I am not playing against my Singaporean -born in Fiji(I think)- floormate who's coincidentally built like O'Neal, and actually played for the youth team (Fijian?).

Drafting and hatching for 3 hours is easier than trying to keep a conversation lasting over 3 minutes.

2 pair of eyes meeting across a ballroom... and yet both shies away. All is lost if inaction comes to play.

At least I got a not too bad haircut today.

2006-03-30T06:08:00.000-08:00

Close-up

2006-03-30T06:07:00.001-08:00

Chilli Padi celling reflection

2006-03-30T06:07:00.000-08:00

Light-sabered.. noo... I'm ur father

2006-03-30T06:06:00.002-08:00

People who went

2006-03-30T06:06:00.001-08:00

More fireworks...

2006-03-30T06:06:00.000-08:00

Fireworks!

2006-03-30T06:05:00.001-08:00

Federation Sq at night

2006-03-30T06:05:00.000-08:00

86.. year of the tiger.. GRRR

2006-03-30T06:04:00.001-08:00

Close-up

2006-03-30T06:04:00.000-08:00

Big screen showing closing ceremony of MCG

Returning to basics

2006-03-26T09:22:00.000-08:00

I went to the closing ceremony of the MCG tonight... and managed to catch the entire performance from a big screen 1 km from the Telstra Dome (I think its the Telstra Dome). The fireworks took my breath and worries away for 4 entire minutes. My eyes must have been the shape of golfballs because my friend was looking at me in a weird way... like 'dude what's wrong with your eyes kinda weird way'.

It is time to return to basics... to do the drill over and over again... just like before..... give me a little room to play... I'm one step closer to the edge... I'm abt to break...

Tickle my toes... Rub my eyes... Wipe my forehead... Pinch my fats... Dig my bellybutton... to destress...

Life is a balancing act... +/- 0.5 grams

Love and Hate (edited)

2006-03-24T10:26:00.000-08:00

It is amazing how misunderstandings can create such massive rifts between relationships, and when these misunderstandings are sprinkled and addled with love, then it becomes a timebomb everyone is trying to pass around.

No, not me.. ugh... you take it... holy crap.. why is it back to me again?

I almost got blown away twice in a row... and I am certainly thanking my lucky stars that the bombs were eventually defused successfully, else, I think the tiny cubicle I call my home won't suffice to survive a siege.

Left, right, centre, top and down people are getting attached... as usual... and yet almost alien to me... it has after all been more than a year of void... and it is almost scary to see relationships popping up suddenly... in the face.

I am using dota, scrubs and even studies to run away from this cyclone which sucks everything and everyone into its path. I am running away again, avoiding the inevitability; or is it? Trying to love myself... and yet disbelieving when others love me more than I do myself.

'You are drunk if you are calling me now.'
'No I'm not, I'm just drinking Heineken by myself.'
'Haha, why don't you join the others?'
'Haha... Are you back in your room already?'
'Yea... I had duties this morning... was already feeling very tired just now'
'Oic, ok then...'
*Disrupted by knock and shouts outside my door*
'OOOOiiii, dota time man.... hurry up dude!'

Once again, dota manages to screw up my life.
It is a love and hate relationship.

Finally facing some patchy days

2006-03-12T08:14:00.000-08:00

It is not raining in Melbourne... and yet it is.
It is not hate that's reigning... and yet it is.
It is not forgiveness which weakens... and yet it is.
It is not a lack of understanding... and yet it is.
It is not too little effort... and yet it is.

I am very pissed off about this person in International House, and I simply can't understand when so many people can stand his antics and behaviour. Firsthand, I thought he was humorous and great company, but it became stale after awhile. I am really trying my utmost to believe that he is a very nice and funny guy, and I sincerely hope that time will prove me right in this endeavour and direction. If otherwise, I will hate myself for letting him have his way so far, so long.

I am thinking abt turning Christian... and after 3 years, I am still considering.

2006-03-07T05:26:00.000-08:00

Everyone trying to look pleased... with the food

2006-03-07T05:25:00.000-08:00

Boliao-ing at Yum Cha

2006-03-07T05:23:00.000-08:00

Some kinda bird eyeballing me... Looks like a Kingfisher though I don't think it is

2006-03-07T05:22:00.002-08:00

Rather Dao Heron (I think)

2006-03-07T05:22:00.001-08:00

Cheered Up Penguin

2006-03-07T05:22:00.000-08:00

Penguin looking depressed

2006-03-07T05:21:00.000-08:00

Baboon

2006-03-07T05:20:00.000-08:00

Some kinda bird...

2006-03-07T05:19:00.000-08:00

Red Panda - Immobile... probably sleeping in broad daylight