Imperfection Is Everywhere

4 ALL TIME FAVOURITE SONG

2011-08-15T19:32:00.002+08:00

1) I Don't Wanna Be - Gavin Degraw
2) What Makes You Different, Makes You Beautiful - Backstreet Boys
3) California King Bed - Rihanna
4) Monster - Paramore

These four songs have completely different meanings and genre but it's just so awesome. Although the first and second songs are not exactly the latest songs but even after listening to it for years, I still love them :P

What the future holds.

2011-08-14T14:39:00.000+08:00

Hey Pangeelapongers. How's everyone doing? :)

I've been working in my mom's company for the summer and the programmes are all back to back. Pretty tiring but managing it well i guess :)It is a three days programme and i have to travel every week to different states; KL, PJ, Penang, Malacca, Genting, Seremban. I, together with two other colleagues and my mom have to go over to these places. And in these places, some days, some sessions, i have to emcee the programme, or lead the teambuilding. At first i was kinda scared and shy... But the participants were really nice and they were pretty encouraging when i was talking so after the first session, i was more comfortable talking for the rest of the programmes. Moreover, it's not like i am being rated. So okay la. :D

Time flies right? It seems like just yesterday I was wondering what to do for the summer and now It is already halfway through summer. There are certain things i wanted to do this summer but didnt manage to, such as going to Australia and Bandung cuz i didnt plan earlier and when the programme started, i barely have time for myself. And i've been missing my friends!

Anyway, i'm now in Malacca, reached home from Penang yesterday evening and now im already in Malacca. Im here for some quality time with bro and dad. My sis and mom are in KL.

On the way here just now, my dad asked me when am i graduating and what's my plan after graduation. Honestly, i am not exactly sure of what i want to do after this. When i was a kid, choosing an ambition was really easy.

I remember my ideal dream job was to be a judge. I have a really stupid reason for wanting to be a judge. I grew up supporting my mom and going against my biological dad, so i told myself that when I'm a judge, im going to let all mothers win the custody of their children. And, apart from making stupid decisions, i wanted to be a judge to hit the gavel. :P

Of course as a kid, nothing stays forever including the things we like and what we wanna do. So, i changed my ambition from becoming a judge to becoming a firewoman. Why firewoman? Cuz firemen have this pole where they get to go down to the lower floor with the pole! U get what i mean?! If i could have one of those at home, it'll be sooo fun! :D

Apart from that, i wanted to be a police cuz i think I'll make a good detective, finding out who's good or bad. Unfortunately, i had to let my dream of becoming a policewoman go cuz i am really bad at aiming.

I also had some unrealistic dream jobs such as becoming a postwoman cuz i collected stamps as a hobby when i was younger. But no way ill ever be a postwoman. Doctor when i had a doctor toy set but im not smart enough to be a doctor :P and my family wouldnt agree anyway cuz of the long working hours. I think that's what children does.. Life is so easy and the world revolves around them and nothing else. Just like how i thought many years ago that if i'm not with that person, that person would just freeze and come back alive when i'm with them. I think that was the stupidest thing I can ever think of. Lol.

For now, i really dont know what i really wanna be. I wanna do something i like doing and earn money out of it. I really dont mind becoming a stewardess if my parents allow. But then again, i got my degree for something more than that :P So i guess i have to look for a job that really suits my characteristics and still able to earn? Hmm lol who wouldnt want a job like that right? One last year for me to think about this before graduation :)

The Devilish Note

2011-07-28T21:20:00.003+08:00

When i was younger, i knew what gift/s got bestowed on me. I was thankful for one and was equally curious about the second one. You see, the second gift god gave me was the ability to talk. ..... alot. In fact, i hate report card day because i know at the bottom of the page, there is a small note which states

Kenneth seorang pelajar yang bijak. Dia juga seorang pelajar yang sentiasa ceria. Tetapi terlampau banyak cakap. Sila ambil perhatian.

Translated:

Kenneth is a bright student. He is also a fun and cheerful child. However, there seems to be a lack of oral plug which can stop him from talking too much. Kindly invest in one.

When i was younger, i dread for this day as my parents will continuously nag, scold, remind me that i talk alot. I usually wonder, do i really talk that much or it was just a figment of imagination of my teacher/ teachers. I only talk during recess. and moral studies, and during language classes, and sometimes during maths and sciences class. I know i never talk in history class. I was too busy falling asleep. Yet, this gift was meant for greater things. I hoped.

Now looking back, i see that most employers are looking for people who are able to communicate well, both written and verbal. Well, most people are trained to write since they were toddlers. However, the skill of communication needs to be well honed either by talking to friends or strangers. It is a mastery of both the brain and tongue. The sharper your tongue, the more efficient information gets through.

Advertisers are now looking for more effective methods to pass on a message besides written signage beside the road. Here is an example, do you pay more attention on the billboards or on your speedometer when you are speeding down the highway. Interestingly, most people look forward to know how much they have clocked in on their mileage rather than looking at the passing boards.

However, most companies are investing in information networkers to pass on the message. You see this alot in malls, gas stations and other heavily congested areas. Because it is easier to listen than to read and memorize in a short period of time.

Moral of the story, talk more, listen more. Earn more! XD

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Now playing: Stereo Love (Edward Maya ft Alicia)

Gherao (The Finality)

2011-07-26T16:17:00.005+08:00

This post was postponed for a few months due to lack of inspiration and commitments. ;P

On the horizon, a group of native aborigines was circling what appears to be a thin man sprawled on the ground. The natives were masked but they circled the accused with authority. There were no sticks brandished but their eyes mark with such intensity that the grounded one was not able to prop even his arms up. Dust were kicked up, such that it gives the crowd a light layer of protection from the baking rays of Ra.

It would have been honor and glory if the plans were made right. Such burden as too great for a man but he was the One. He was presented the golden seal from the Oracle. The All-seeing. Definitely they had seen something in him to present him with such authority. A plan that would mark this town as the next Athens. The stakes were high but he he was game. What is life without stakes. It would be like playing poker with the blind.

Fate however hid the aces. The town people was not supportive of the idea. That would bring destruction, one elder shouted. That is against our believe, our culture, another yelled. Yet he would not listen. We have what they need, his hand waved towards the lush surrounding. They promised to take just a part for their needs. One year, one year and everything will be fine. If only he had knew that the Oracle wanted him to save the town. If only.

The barren land was now a habitat for scavengers. Lifeforms disappeared as water frizzled into nothingness. It was dusty and thirsty for the man. He was not the One anymore. His eyes were wild. Sanity was driven out of him by scorching rays. He needs space. He needs air. Beyond the circling crowd was freedom. So sweet the smell.

He lost his judgement. With one frantic look, he dashes out from the encircling. Without warning, a hail of stones and pebbles rained down on him without mercy. No, mercy was gone with the purity of the land. He was stoned alive. Blinded and broken, he tried to run. To move. The torrent of gravel seems like an eternity. Battered he lay there.

Vultures swarmed down, claiming their reward on a broken soul.

Summer Post-Mortem

2011-07-26T15:53:00.002+08:00

Qhen we are a child, we use to wonder what is our priorities in life. Life back then used to be homework and games with the usual test or assessment. Nothing else matters back then. We have friends and company. Money was not an issue as parents are there to fund us. As we grow, our materialistic behavior grows as well. We are exposed to media advertising which subjugate us into thinking material that we want as needs.

Our perspective towards our surrounding and society changes. When we are child, we care more about the environment. This behavior mutates as we grow older. We no longer care about the precarious and fragility of the nature to sate our hunger for money. We see the consequences in plenty of uncontrolled forest burning in Indonesia. Forest burning reduces waste disposition cost as well as the cost of purchasing fertilizer.

Our perception on society changes. Everything is a crazy rat race to the top. Our vision on society status is based on the monetary part rather than their sincere personalities. You might be thinking oh no i am not as superficial as you think I am but i can tell you, there are inkling that this happens. Especially in urban areas where money is what makes the world spins.

Peace is no longer about equality but more on who has the bigger stick than the other person (quote Ironman). Help is given when a reward is expected. A person may have a thousand friends but he /she would not know whether there is a knife behind their back.

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Now playing: Thinking of Me (Olly Murs)

Don't hold back.

2011-07-23T09:05:00.002+08:00

I figured out that i am old since i crossed the 21 threshold. Yea, that is the limit guys, not some fabled 25 or 30 as the cut off line. I learnt that my patience level grew lower when my age heightens.

I do get pissed off and get a little quirky at small things. Usually, these things don't go my way either. However what i would like to say is that we are right to feel angry and pissed. It is human nature and instinct. What I would suggest is not to hold back your feelings but do let others know what you are feeling so they can either 1) help you get back on your feet or 2) stay away from you to avoid further pissation. Just saying.

Uh my summer days are mundane as i filled my twilight nights with reruns of movies and chocolates. Yea i get what it means being a couch potato. Lethargy washes over you like a tide of procrastination. I just got a set of 6 books at a good price of 30 bucks. It is an array of books ranging from water technology to marketing strategies. It was a good buy considering one book costs around 5 bucks.

Now i spend my time browsing through some of the books. Hahahaha, kind of like a consolation that i am doing something productive :)

How is your summer going on?

Back to the Blogosphere (Bersih 2.0 9th July 2011)

2011-07-23T01:03:00.004+08:00

Sometimes, i wonder why i seldom blog. Maybe it is due to my laziness. Maybe it is the inspiration. Or maybe it is my it is my inability to come up with a cool blog title.

It has been near to months into summer and i am still kinda in a haze on what is going on. I know things are happening around me but i seem to shrug them off my shoulders. Today, I would like to highlight on Bersih 2.0 which took place on the 9th of July 2011. Well, GLC newspapers such as the News Straits Time (NST) kindly reminded the public that it was clearly a sham event. The newspapers portrayed the masses of protestants during the event as barbarians.

Naturally, each protest has their cause. Who would dedicate time and money on something if they do not worth anything. So Bersih 2.0 is here to start a peaceful rally for a better, more just election. Is there anything wrong?

So what the government thought was that this rally might "educate" the public on the tyranny which is happening as we speak. Well, only a retard or a child might not know this but the general public of Malaysia do know what is going on.

Although I personally think that bringing a rally down the road isn't a really good idea, but what choices does Dr Ambiga has? Yes the Gov suggested that she can organize the event/ rally in a stadium. And yes she can apply for a licence to do the rally in the stadium. But FYI, MOST STADIUMS are owned by the Gov. And the in the end, the "stadiums" rejected her application.

Yes the Dr Ambiga played all her cards, but the Gov holds the ace/aces.

Next, media played their cards. By effective spreading of rumors and news, the peaceful event turned into a horrific war with tear gases and water cannon. Well how did it happened? Easy, the Gov feed GLC media board with misled information and loads of cash. I would like to highlight in particular the NST did a particular good job in superimposing a fake picture of a dude (so called Bersih supporter) throwing what appeared to be a homemade bomb to the Federal Reserve Unit (FRU). This picture appeared as the front cover of the paper on 10th July 2011 (Date is vague, i forgotten). Come on, child ply much?

Everywhere around the globe, protests and rallies do happen. Only in China and Malaysia, rallies are purposed as something that we should not do. I do understand that China is a communist country. Freedom of voicing out your opinions are not exactly legal. But in Malaysia, we do practice this thing called the Monarchy Democracy similar to that in England. Yea we do have our King. But by democracy we also have the freedom to voice out what is right. Since the government did not provide us with the right media to feed our opinions, yea i agree now that we should bring it to the streets.

With corrupted medias, the public voices are stifled by the masses of rubbish the gov feed to us daily. Do you believe what you read on the paper or do you filter out the truth yourselves. Stand up for what you believe in although the others might nudge you to do otherwise. It is you, your voice your country. You decide.

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Now playing: Flash Delirium (MGMT)

Day Trip

2011-06-27T15:06:00.004+08:00

Last thursday has got to be one of the most happening days since I got to the states.

Made a trip downtown LA in Hollywood, then Santa Monica. The total travel time was

about nearly 6 hours with about one hour to Hollywood and about 2 hours to Santa
Monica from Hollywood. All of this include waiting for bus and train. Despite the tiring
travel involved, it was truly worth the trip as we really saw AMERICA. What I see here
in my area is a barren desert with nothing to offer.

For the day I only had one travel companion with me but I have no complaints. She was
punctual, considerate and good listener/talker. We headed out early in the morning to
catch the bus. After arriving at the central bus station we bumped into a colleague who
was nice enough to direct us to our destination. To be honest, we were both very lost at
first and was not sure of our heading. But all I had to do was ask around. From the bus
driver, the old man at the bus stop, the security guard at the train station to the punk
with a scateboard by the sidewalk. All were nice enough go give me correct directions.
Anyways, our first destination was Hollywood. The first thing me and Candy realized
was that the scene was totally different from our area. The buildings were taller, the
people were well dressed, there were more cars and even the sky was different. But
within 60 seconds my money was stolen. Dont worry, it was only a dollar. You see, there
are people in costumes hanging around Hollywood ready to take pictures. Some guy
dressed as zorro "seduced" Candy into taking a pic with here. He did it all with a
hispanic accent.

Madamme mossel eh, do you wanna takeh the pichah wither me ah?

After we took the pic. We were about to walk off when he suddenly told me in normal
American accent. "Dude, we take tips for pictures". I gave him a dollar and walked off.
Haha, serves him right. Even a dollar was too much. Being in Hollywood was nostalgic
as Ive been there once with my family. It was good to see the place again, nothing has
changed.

Candy looking into the horizon looking for HK

After spending about 2 hours in Hollywood, we headed off to Santa Monica Pier, as you
can see from the picture above. The place was somewhat not what I expected. It was
infact better. There was something about it that made it kinda special. The scenery
was very vibrant. From the sidewalk towards the pier, I can hear tribal drums being
played by street performers, loud techno music played from topless cars and the sound
of wind whispering through my ear. There was a mini themepark on the pier hence the
ferris wheel. Seagulls were flying about, and the sound of people muffling the sound of
the tide bringing in the waves. I guess it kinda reminded me abit of Penang :(

The trip ended well and there was hardly any difficulty in our trip. Going out again
next thursday. Will upload more photos. :)

Important messages

2011-06-14T16:29:00.017+08:00

Sometimes you know something, you know you are doing something right,
but if you don't tell /don't tell properly, people wouldn't know /wouldn't get it.

You don't expect people to understand if you don't convey your message properly.
Next thing is, again, don't assume that people will understand...

If you don't follow these rules, whatever that is gonna happen, you don't put the blame on others.

One very simple example that happened to me today explains what am I gonna tell in this post.

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I always plan my time. "Sometimes" when I've got lot work to do, I wouldn't wanna waste time unnecessarily when I could settle tasks in a more efficient way.

Yesterday afternoon, dad told me to go his office today (morning) to help him with some of his work, as usual.

I promised.

I was thinking to myself. Since my car is already time to service and since there is a workshop nearby my dad's company, I could settle things one shot; where I could help my dad, at the same time fix my period-red myvi.

This morning, I managed to wake up early and I thought things could go well as what I've planned, but suddenly my fat sister told me she was going for slimming. Worse still, she told me she had to take my car because her car ran out of petrol.

Me being a kind brother, told her nicely that I wanted to go for car service, but I DIDN'T mention about helping my dad (that was my first mistake).

So my sister's reply was, "Aiyo, my car no petrol la, you go service tomorrow only lar.."

I was like, well, sounds OK.. anyway she was in a rush for the slimming appointment.

After she went off, I thought, since I can't bring my car to service today and since dad didn't remind me about helping him (I quietly ASSUMED the task was not really urgent), so I thought it's ok to go tomorrow then... I planned this all in my heart and I "pictured" myself telling dad about this and he was okay with it.

My second mistake was I sort of assumed that his work can be delayed as well and third mistake was I sort of expected dad to understand that I don't have a car when I didn't even tell him..

So later on when dad came back in the evening, he was a little unhappy and he said, "told you to come this morning, yet you didn't come..."

I did not have a good answer to explain myself and so I re-think and analyse the whole scenario which led to this ending..

Just because I didn't inform my dad earlier about the incident this morning, he already assumed that I've forgotten about going to his office... but I can't blame him for assuming because I didn't tell, I don't expect him to know.

I can easily put the blame on my sister by saying "neh, jie took my carrr larr"
but I didn't, because it's not entirely her fault, it was mine also because I didn't tell her I have to go office to help my dad. So I can't expect her to know..

So moral of the story is, tell people what you wanna do, if the thing that you gonna do, involves others, directly, or indirectly.. so that people know what exactly you're doing.

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Another story which also explains my words:

Happened also on yesterday night,

my sister is just like me, maybe that's how our family do things, because my dad has the same bad habit as well, that is, "sometimes" we do things and we don't bother explaining or telling others.

So yesterday, she got an interview at a childcare nursery. Apparently, she simply applied on jobstreet last summer and they called her up few days ago for an interview. She was not interested to get the job at all but she wanted to go anyway.

She went at 4pm.. and she had no idea what time the interview was gonna end.

So around 7 - 8 pm, my mum and I were wondering where did she go, mum was saying that interview cannot be so long and doesn't really make sense that childcare nursery open until so late. Then my mum started calling her, but she didn't pick up, called many times and no one picked up....

My mum got quite worried, and I could understand, because recently there are really lots of bad news regarding security in Malaysia, such as 8 years old girl got raped in the toilet, a man attempted to rape a lady on a bus, acid splasher and so on...

I asked her boyfriend and her boyfriend wasn't sure where was my sister and he couldn't reach her as well, so mum got more worried.

Since we "roughly" know where is the "childcare center" (as my sister also roughly told me the location), we decided to go and look for her, and in the end we managed to spot the period-red myvi and we stopped and looked for her.

Apparently, that so called "childcare center" is not really a childcare center but more of an English literature tuition center for kids. My sister was still in there and she said her interview ends on 8:30pm. She was kinda shocked and slightly pissed of our "surprise visit".

I think/"assume"

Her first mistake was, she didn't tell me exactly where she will be going when I asked her.

Her second mistake was, she didn't tell clearly that it was an English literature tuition center but she told me it was a childcare nursery instead. Why is this message important and should be conveyed properly? because with common sense, we know childcare nurseries normally don't open until so late, since childcare service is meant for busy working parents, and 7 - 8 pm ? who works until 7 - 8 pm? hahaha

Her third mistake was, she didn't at least text us saying she might be home late and she didn't text us despite my mum's limitless phone calls.. until one point I "assumed" she turned off her phone because at one point my mum couldn't reach her already..

That's how important to deliver right and accurate messages.
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As we also know, many aircraft crashes that caused many deaths happened due to failure in communication or due to failure in conveying proper message between pilots, co-pilots and flying crews.

Why, because if your message is improper which doesn't explain/tell the exact meaning or instruction, no one will know the seriousness of things... and the result will be... bomb... and crash...

So, I hope this post does bring out the meaning of what I wanna share. This is as a reminder for myself and for our readers to refer.

*Don't assume...

Lonely Desert

2011-06-09T11:42:00.004+08:00

It has been about a week since I got here and everything is fine. I guess. Things
could be better but whatever I have now will just have to do. This place is not as
great as I anticipated as we are so far away from everything. The only attraction
here is my workplace. But I wish to be elsewhere. Anyways the job is good but
the hours are just simply not enough to cover the cost for this trip. I had intended
to pay my parents back but now I can at most pay them back mostly 50% of
the cost unless I find a second job. Well, enough of the complaining, things are not
too bad here as well.

As you can see, the above is the picture of my ID taken while my friends in the
background were trying to make me laugh. The officer in charge somehow did not
have the need to retake the photo *damnit*. On the first day I was given normal
kitchen duties such as preparing churros and pretzels. I found the job extremely
easy and picked it up within minutes. They did not trust me with customers yet
and I was not allowed to speak to them. On the second day however it was a
completely different story. I was thrown into frontlines and put behind a cash register.
I had to go through it after 2 hours of pointless computer training using "simulations"
of the cash register. The training had not help a single bit and I basically relearnt
it through my supervisor.

After screw ups with about 5 customers I was finally getting the hang of it. I was
making fewer mistakes and doing stuff alot faster. This job was slightly more
difficult as I had to make the transaction and prepare the food which is funnel
cakes. Dont know what it is? Google it. Seems delicious at first but I got so used to
looking at it, it lost its appeal after preparing it the whole day. I have not tasted it
before but I dont intend to. I was kinda scared of being put into registry at first
because of the customers. But I found out that people here in general are mostly
patient and very understanding. At first I thought that I would be afraid of the
customer, I realized that the customer is as confused as me. They arent sure of
what is in the menu, and they are not sure what they want either lol. But when
I make mistakes they are mostly forgiving. Thats all for tonight. Goodnight :)

My childhood dilemma

2011-06-03T16:51:00.008+08:00

Flash back when I was around standard 5 or 6, I was just a boy.

I wasn't sure whether I was undergoing puberty at that time, but I remembered some friends used to say I sounded like a sissy.

Seriously, I was quite affected. In my heart I wished I could grow up faster and turn into a real man. Sometimes I listened to my own voice, I recorded my own voice and played it back..., then couldn't help but curse myself for sounding like a toad.

You know sometimes, when you speak, what you heard of what you speak is different from what others would hear (slightly different, I guess?). For me I think it sounds totally different.

Today while I was doing some house chores, I listened carefully to my voice as I speak. And I still think what I heard of my voice today is somewhat the same as what I heard last time when I was still a boy.

The only difference is, nowadays people say I have a deep voice, which I don't really agree, because that's not exactly what I heard...

I am unsure whether anyone has the same problem as me? haha

Anyway I think I have grown up, though definition of a "man" is quite subjective and I can't really be sure whether I could be regarded as one, but yeah at least I don't sound like a toad anymore...

So It Begins..

2011-06-03T12:34:00.004+08:00

Hey guys! Looked what I managed to cook up on my 2nd day in the states. Not bad eh?
Well one advice about cooking bacon, keep your SHIRT on. Having your nipples burnt by
splattering bacon oil is not a pleasant feeling. Regardless the reward at the end was worth
it. Scrambled eggs are easy job. I cooked this up at 5am due to the horrible jet lag Im
currently suffering from. I have been sleeping for about 10 hours lately. I sleep from
5pm to 12am. Its dinner then 2am to 5am. Really abnormal hours I know, but have been
progressively better at adjusting.

Currently nothing much has happened. Just had job orientation today, getting tremendous
amounts of paperwork done and got to see abit of the park grounds. I only saw a fraction of
it, but it looks awesome. The rides look scary but nonetheless Im tempted to try them all.
As for the place Im currently staying in, its not too bad. The room is quite small though
considering Im living with two bears hahaha. But standard of living is not too bad. There
are many department stalls such as Walmart nearby(srsly alot better than the one in
china =.=). Food here is not exactly very cheap, but its certainly affordable. Only junk
food here is put on discount, and might I say at very diabetically low prices lol.

Been doing nothing much for the past few days. Been walking around alot exploring our
surroundings, but there is nothing much to see. This place is almost like the Semenyih
equivalent of the states. Kind of empty with no big malls in sight, but definitely alot better
than Semenyih lol. There are facilities such as gym and cinemas which I have yet to find.
Glad to meet nice people at orientation today. Made quite a few friends. Hope to make
more tomorrow. Will update again soon. =)

Terminology

2011-05-30T00:45:00.002+08:00

Throughout the journeys which I have partook in my life, I have come to
realize that my life changing journeys have always began, and in some cases
ended in airports. Whenever I walk into the Penang airport, certain familiar
feelings grip me as I go through usual airport procedures such as checks ins
and what not. Such as the feeling I first had when I was to study in my
secondary school in Seremban area. I didnt exactly flew there when I started,
but it was the time I had to fly alone there after a short holiday. I felt sad
that I had to leave home. I felt nervous as well as there were so many new
challenges and obstacles ahead of me. I had never been away from home
for so long. But it was a good experience for me as it had completely changed
my life for the better. I still remember the day I took a flight back to Penang
for good after finishing secondary school. I felt sad as I parted ways with a
good friend who dropped me off at the airport.

Not long after that, I was back in the airport flying off to enrole into Nottingham.
I didnt have the anxious feeling of being alone in the air as I did last time. But I did
however feel nervous of what lies ahead of me. Every semester is different with its
own ratio of sweetness and bitterness. Every time I took a flight at the beginning of
the semester, I felt excited and nervous at the same time of whats in store for me.
However, after the end of the semester I always fly away from this place with a heavy
heart. Despite the isolation of this place, I have made many good friends and have
lost some in the process as well.

Being in the airport also reminds me of times when I have to send friends off to pursue
their studies abroad. Friends leaving in a way is not a mark of a new journey in life, but a
continuity of the journey without them, which poses challenges as well. I dont have many
friends. Therefore which each one flying off is like a huge piece of me taken away. Times
can be so lonely and hard without them but feelings must be temporarily put aside for
adaptation and assimilation to take place. When friends fly off, I feel sad as well as it may
be the last time I see them as who they were. Overtime, friends usually change and it may
not always be for the good. Long absences make conversations awkward and short.

Tomorrow, I shall be heading to the airport once again. Another journey which may
potentially change who I am and hopefully shape me into a better person. The same nervous
feeling runs in my stomach as I type this post out. I cant help but be nervous and excited
at the same time of whats ahead of me. But as always, I leave with a heavy heart. It is hard
for me to leave my family and friends. But with my departure to another land will only
make me appreciate them more. Ill miss u guys. =(

oh btw, Ill diligently update the ongoings of my adventure here. yay :D

Iphone4 Games

2011-05-25T17:04:00.006+08:00

During this exam period, I find myself pretty lifeless.. I go out less and I've been hanging On to my phone day and night doing nothing.

I enter into my facebook account, look around for interesting post, finds nothing interesting, exit from facebook.

Then I played with my "coin dozer", from 40 coins and no gifts all the way to 3000+ coins and complete set of gifts. Got bored of it, stop playing with it.

I complete the whole trial set for "cut the rope" with 3 stars for all. And there's nothing exciting about the game anymore once you've completed them all.

Then I moved on to "Katy Perry Revenge", played till i reach 100 percent for e.t. And firework, then stop playing.

Oh, then I played "we doodle" with a couple of friends that also have a smart phone. I draw and they guess and vice versa. Quite similar to "guess the scatch" from facebook actually.. Oh and now I guess all my friends are bored of it too. So everyone stopped playing with "we doodle".

And recently, ive been playing with I basket. It's actually a virtual basketball game. Quite addictive actually. Especially when someone beats your highscore. I started off with 4000 points and I thought that was very good already. Then one of my friend got 6000 plus and I wasnt satisfied with my score so I kept playing until I got 8000+ points. Satisfied much, until another friend got 9000+ points. Blehhh.. That suddenly made me more competitive than before! I played a couple more times, until! I got, 14100 points! Which is actually top 400 in the worldwide rank.. Hahah. Not bad ah.. But after I got that score, I stopped playing cuz no one else from my circle of friends beat my score yet. Hehe..

And today, I played with minesweeper through my iphone and managed to complete it, marking the right bomb spot in 53 second! That's actually an achievement cuz it's not easy to play minesweeper through iphone. Lol. Gotta scroll left and right, up and down.. I beat my own highscore of 57. Haha.

And i've decided to delete all my games. Cuz it's getting boring. It's a good way of stress relief and somehow such boring game becomes interesting when ure studying for exams.. Hmm.. I'm going to jailbreak my
Iphone soon. For more games..

Oh and I've been practising the guitar chords for Avril Lavigne "darlin'" and "everybody hurts". Listen to it. Someday ill play it for pangeelapongers :D

Okay, have fun reading my bragging post. I just feel like bragging out of a sudden.. And weee, i just blogged with my iphone. Too bad i cant upload pix through iphone4, cuz i have proves for my highscore. :p

:)

Untitled

2011-05-22T10:09:00.006+08:00

Looking at Pangeelapong blog, suddenly I feel I really have strong affection towards it,

though not much updates lately...

Perhaps our readers might also have forgotten or stop reading it, partially because there is nothing much new..

But from time to time I'll still look back at the older posts and have a good laugh myself... there were so many interesting events/incidents happened in the past which, whenever you read back you feel stupid yet lively and glad that life actually brings us lots great memories. Sweet, sour, bitter.... Life is actually a good chef that makes our daily meal with all kinds of tastes... Like it or not, we have to eat to live.. :)

Anyway, today May 22, good weather out there, no judgement day, no nothing..
Many people might think... cheh, it's just another false prediction, screw it and I continue to live my life. They might think that all these doomsday shits are fake and tend to continue taking earth for granted.

I personally believe judgement day may come if humans continue exploiting the earth. One thing we must know that earth is not created just for us, human. Anyway, I just hope that the day doesn't come so soon..

Life is so imperfect yet beautiful, why waste time complaining about small little imperfect things in life when we can just easily laugh it off.. :DD

The Black Swan

2011-05-19T20:50:00.003+08:00

Yesterday I had the strangest dream. I dreamt about my dream girl. I know, I know, how
cliche you say, but mind you she is a real breathing person with the ability to defecate just
like anyone else. LOL JK. Ironically, yesterday she was literally my dream girl. The strange
thing about this dream was that it felt real, it was so vivid and I could almost remember
every detail. Unlike most dreams which you view yourself in third person, mine was in
first person and it felt like I was just there.

It started out with us having lunch like we used to alot back then, we were smiling and
laughing as always. We started holding hands from across the table and Im not sure what
transpired, but within moments she was already in my arms. It felt so real, I have never
made much physical contact with her. I was thinking to myself within my dream, wow,
the girl that I have always longed for, the one, was finally in my arms. I felt that I was
never going to ever let go. It felt real, but deep down I know it was something that will
never happen, or atleast naively I wish it did. It was then I realised that I was dreaming.
I was lucid dreaming for awhile. Trying to savour the moment that never existed. I felt that
I didnt want to ever wake up. I just wanted to die in her arms...

When I woke, I was in a daze. It felt strange because most of my dreams are random, and
rarely ever made sense. This dream was so direct, so straight forward and so clear. For all
of you who would question my pervertism, I would like to say that in my dream we never
kissed nor did anything erotic. I was very close to this girl once, I guess I screwed things up.
She has someone of her own, but we are still friends :) Im not emo or anything, just wanna
share an interesting experience.

Darkness

2011-05-14T01:53:00.004+08:00

During this exam period, I have come to realize alot of things I tend to take for
granted. It started with a chain of events, almost like a cycle. Well first off, I felt
that I did not fully utilize the time I had. The time table for this semester was
actually really great! I only had classes for 3 days a week and 4 days for assignments.
However, I felt that I did not spend them wisely. I spent most of those 4 days
fooling around and playing games. I didnt even take time to go out or socialize with
my friends much. When assignment period came, everything was in a snail's pace.
I barely even wrote a hundred words a day and I continued squandering my time.
I was very last minute and I did my assignments to the last hour; not something
I would do if it were last semester. I didnt even have time to proof read. I was
shocked with results I got, but of course Im appreciative.

When the exam period came(and still occuring currently), I wasted my time too.
Only two papers have passed and Im already filled with abit of regret. The thing
is that I waste my time during the day and study till late. However, lately there is
some electrical problem in my house. The electricity gets all fucked up at night and
the power trips frequently. This had been very counterproductive to my studies as
I had to walk in total darkness into the store room and turn the power back on only
to have it trip again in a few minutes. Because of this, I had to go to campus to study.
This led me to my second realization. I took my home for granted.

In campus, there is no proper place for me to study. What pisses me off is firstly the
temperature. The temperature is always at both extremes of the spectrum. Its either
to freaking cold or extremely warm. At home here, I just sit under the fan with a few
open windows letting the night air in and the temperature is perfect! Furthermore its
relatively quiet at home compared to campus. Ironically, the library is the WORSE
place to study. People can be so inconsiderate at times, they do not understand the concept
of a library. Library is suppose to be a place of silence, peace and productivity. But some
people just screw it up and talk as they please. Why dont they bring their discussions
elsewhere? Why cant they do it in their own homes? The only reason why people come
to the library is to get away from the hustle and bustle of their homes. Not bring it with
them. Imbecilic vegetables..

Which led me to the third variable which I have taken for granted of late, silence. Silence
for me has one of the utmost significance in my lifestyle. Infact, Im sure it applies to
most. Silence facilitates thinking, enables rest and clears the mind cluttured unwanted
thoughts accumulated during the day. Without some silence during each day, I wouldnt
even be able to reflect of the things I have done or achieved. Silence is like the pause
button in my game of life. It enables me to think of where I currently stand, updates me
with what has changed within and around me. In layman's terms it allows me to stop and
think for abit. The reason why I have taken this for granted of late is due to the speed
of this semester. I have wasted so much of time infront of the computer on games and
assignments that I totally lost sight of whats going on. I didnt take the time to reflect,
I didnt take time to stop myself. With all the noise from the computer and the
people and places I surrounded myself with I didnt have any room for silence. I look
at where I stand now and I see exams just merely hours away and I dont feel any
sense of acomplishment this semester. Furtheremore the reality of going for my US work n
travel which I have long applied for hits me. I feel anxious. The thought of working
so far away for 3 months scares me abit. From excitement to fear. Lol. But its okay,
I just need to set my mind straight. I need my silence, my peace. That pretty much
sums it up. TIME>HOME>SILENCE. 3 very important things! Goodnight :)

Desiderata

2011-05-03T02:06:00.006+08:00

My dad called me this morning to tell me about this poem which inspired him
during his university days. He told me how he had printed it out and pasted it
on his bedroom wall. It is certainly a good read, truly meaningful and inspiring.
The poem was written by a German descent American raised poet by the name
of Max Ehrmann in 1927. Enjoy
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Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth and quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid the loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be grater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and lonliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata

The appropriate use of the Hammer,Anvil and Stirrup

2011-04-28T02:06:00.008+08:00

Earlier while going through my studies regarding counselling, a topic popped
out which focused on empathy. What exactly is empathy? Based on the book
it's:

When the counsellor is actively attending and receptive when the client is
expressing some aspect of his or her experiencing.
When the counsellor resonates to the directly or indirectly expresed aspects
of the client's experiencing.

It basically means that the counsellor must be able to take time and listen to
the client attentively. The counsellor must also try and intepret what the client
says and try to form an understanding and relate to their expressions mentally.
Regardless of how weird or maladaptive the statement or the behavior of the
client, the counsellor must have an unconditional understanding to why they behave
that way. For instance, a client states that she hates herself and feels the need
to engage in self injury. The counsellor is not to question the client regarding the
behavior nor is she allowed to judge the client. An understanding must be formed
for why the client behaves that way and the counsellor in turn will try and help the
client deal with the issue. Maybe the client was influenced by others, maybe the
client was depressed, maybe the client wanted attention or maybe the client was
suicidal. At this point, the counsellor must put herself in her client's shoes.

Upon reading that section, I began to question my own empathy. It is difficult in a
sense to be empathetic or understanding towards the behaviors of others, expecially
when they deviate severly from the norm. In a world filled with prejudice and
discrimination it is fairly simple to make judgements of people for what they do,
but it takes considerable time and effort to stop for a moment and put yourself
in the judged individual's shoes and form an understanding of their actions. When
our family and friends hurt us or make us sad, we immediately attribute their
behavior to bad intentions and their flawed predispositions (internal reasons).
But sometimes, the cause of people's behavior maybe due to external reasons.
For example:

Your father comes home late and scolds you for not apparent reason. You attribute
his behavior to internal reasons such as short temperedness. But it may infact be
caused by a bad day at work, stuck in a traffic jam or had to deal with difficult people
(external reasons).

You read in the newspaper that this woman was robbed. You attribute the robber's
behavior to aggression, greed and maybe even malice. But it may, maybe the fact is that
the robber had kids to feed? A sick and dying parent to treat? and needed a desperate
solution

One extreme example was cited in a book I once read. The US military managed to
capture some Alqueda suicide bombers and had a few psychologists to question them. To
make an understanding of their behavior. The psychologists had expected the bombers
to be psychotic and deranged individuals. But upon closer inspection, they were timid
and soft spoken people. Antisocial individuals who were outcasts of their society and
were falsely promised that they fought for a cause and were to receive a divine reward.

Truly, with situations like those, it proves to be difficult to be empathetic. But situations
need not always be so hard. Sometimes all our family and friends need is a listening ear,
or some form of understanding on your part. Sometimes the people who care for us most
may hurt us due to external reasons. If it were to be for something internal, it just simply
means that they are not worth our time to begin with. I must confess that sometimes I
may not be the most empathetic of people. I tend to be quick tempered and make quick
and harsh judgements before reasoning with others. For that I apologize my friends :)
Goodnight!

Andrea

2011-04-23T22:48:00.006+08:00

On some nights, I dream of you..
But the dreams are never lucid..
These blurred visions of you, somehow always taken
away from me by morning amnesia..
I can never recall what transpired during my sleepy stupor..
The only thing I remember is the sound of your faded scream
calling my name before I awoke..
Due to the haziness of the dream,
I can only hear the last syllable of my name being called..
The voice so mellow and yet so strong, like the sound of muffled thunder on a cloudy day..

I can recall however, your silhouette..
The slenderness of a vixen, with long and wavy hair
that flowed in the gentle breeze like an oak tree in a hurricane..
Your long jet black locks, smell like dessert flowers..
If the scent of your hair was visible to the gullible eye, it would be the colour of violet..
Wafting as you walk, leaving a trail of brilliant violet nothern lightish waves as you pass..
What a magnificent creature you are,
but when I look into your visage,
I only see darkness...
But within that darkness emerge two vermillion red eyes looking back at me..
Eyes so intense like the infinite number of sunrises and sundowns I wish to gaze with you..

You extend your slender arms towards me,
so fair like the rarest of pearls..
I can barely breathe as your gentle delicate hands close in..
With a swift but gentle stroke..
You line the back of your smooth satin fingers from my cheekbone,
down to the side of my neck..
Then I felt it..
A pulse, almost like an exaggerated heartbeat..
An unimaginable force of euphoria, searing across every fibre of my mortal body..

I must have been touched by an Angel...
But what I felt was no Angel..
What I felt was strong..
So strong no one could compare to you, my love..
my Mona Lisa,
my Cleopetra,
my Anastasia,
my Juliet,
my Eve,
my Queen,
my Aphrodite,
my Goddess....

I have yet to meet you my dear..
I have yet to feel your velvety embrace..
Only fate will decide when we will cross paths..
For now, till then my dear..
I'll wait for you in the dark,
or in vain..

Glow with the Flow

2011-03-05T23:47:00.003+08:00

I believe that humans are one of the most complex creatures that roam our earth.
The complexity lies not in the physical traits, but the psychological attributes of
humans. How is it that we are all complex? Well take it in for example that it is
natural that we enjoy being happy and we like it when things go well. We like it
when life is easy and we like it when things go our way. But Im sure you heard of
the statement "when things go too well". Strange isnt it that things can go "too well"?

Why is it that there can be an excess of something good? Shouldnt good things be
wanted in an infinite manner? It is so strange that we can have too much of a good
thing. Why is it that things can go "too well". First of all, when things go too well,
life would lack excitement. No? If things always went your way, you always got
what you want, people treat you the way you want and you do whatever you want.
Seems nice at first, but after awhile it doesnt seem tempting. Wrong? First of all,
there are no challenges, there are no obstacles and there is no meaning to your
existence because you dont do SHIT to get what you want.

Well, here comes the complex part. Most of us have food to eat, family, friends and
a place to sleep at night. But most of us complain, its not good enough. We complain
about all the trivial insignificant things in life. My phone is outdated, Im broke, my
significant other is an ass, my parents are naggy, my results is shit, my housemate is
smelly and bla bla bla. Think about it, there are more important life dependent things
that other less fortunate people out there have to think about and here we are stuffing
our faces with food and complain that it does not taste "nice". When things get better,
our expectations increase as well. Its just human nature to want more and to constantly
complain. We are all just so complex, I wonder if there is actually a limit to what we
demand. Even the riches people have shit to complain about, and they have everything!

Another complexity of humankind is our tendency to hold on to pain. Our life is revolved
around constantly seeking joy and gratification, but it is the painful and negative memories
that we remember. It is so easy for us to recall bad memories we had such as breakups,
family problems, deaths and failures, but so hard to recall happy memories. Im not saying
that we do not recall good things at all, Im just saying that bad things just pop into our
head and stay there. When we judge someone, it is so easy for his negative traits to
outweigh his positive traits. We remember more of what he/she did to hurt you than what
he/she did to make you smile.

It is just in our nature to want pain and sorrow. Why else do we bother watching sad
dramas or horror movies? How can our everyday friends enjoy watching SAW? Im not
saying that it is wrong, but Im just curious, why do we enjoy such things? Why do we
find sitting down for hours gossiping about people *hehe* so joyous? Do you spend
hours praising and talking good about somebody? If you had to sit through a conversation
which lasted for hours listening about how this fellow is so smart and so handsome, would
you? Or would you prefer to talk about this bitch with a scandal? To be honest, Ill take
the latter.

I believe that we humans have alot to learn and alot to pass down before its too late. Life
is whatever you make of it. If you want pain, you get pain. If you want love you get love.
It is as easy as that, no strings attached. When somebody makes you angry, and you hold
on to it, then you are letting him win. Because you acknowledge your anger and because
you think about that person, you are just letting him make you angry and angry again.
In a way, you lose out while he is out there glad that he made you feel this way. Let there
be no attachment to hate and pain. If someone pisses you off, just forgive him and move on.
If he does not learn his lesson he is not your friend. So the next time something negative
comes your way, give it your warmest and widest smile and tell it to get the f**k off.
No attachments =)

When Promises Were Made Out Of Thin Air

2011-02-22T13:41:00.001+08:00

Every being is capable of making promises. Whether it is to our family, friends, girlfriends, boyfriends, aunty, uncle or even our pet dog, promises used to hold on to something so crucial and vital that one would bet his or her life trying to fulfill it. It maybe a simple promise to get the chores done, or promise to protect someone, fulfilling the promise was something so great that it influences the integrity of a person.

Nowadays, the word promise means giving someone hope, and you hoping that the person forgets what you promised them. Sad to say i am one of those person in a particular way. I always forget what i promised. And its so embarrassing sometimes. One of my major flaws is promising time. Time is something so cheap yet expensive. Its priceless but once its gone you never get it back. Unless i live by a clock, being able to keep up with time is something seemingly impossible to me.

i promise to wake up by 9 to start my assignment/ attend exam/ do chores/ etc, i woke up at 11 the next day feeling like a complete failure/ disappointed.

People do use the word promise like some form of space filler like the word "errr". Its one of those condiments in a sentence which gives hope, enlightens someone heart.

Example: I might bring you out on a date

I PROMISE to bring you out on a date.

Refering to the sentence above, do you spot the difference?

So the moral of the story is, hold on to your promise, never give false promise and hope.

Be Prepared

2011-02-19T17:02:00.005+08:00

CNY hs ended and those who ate alot of cookies are in delima of facing Freaking Awesome Triglyceride. YEAH, the season of losing weight is here. Actually come to think of it, it always have been this time of the year that i come to realize that i ate a little too much during the festive season. Why? See, Xmas is in December when we really started the eating binge. This continued through January where people send their love by a stack of fruitcake. Why waste the fruitcake. AND the fruitcake was most prolly made in surplus during Xmas, So... yeah...

Just when you know that the festive season is at a pause during Mid January, your self control is still on vacation somewhere in Bora Bora, and her stupid, annoying mother in law, the guilty conscience is always lingering nearby. So in order to satisfy her, you eat more instead.

Just when your self realization came back and haunt the crap out of you, CNY is here. So cant help it la. you just continue eating. Once the tempting 2 weeks are over, you are left with the aftermath (leafover cookies) which is always in the kitchen. I try not to enter, but the imaginary flavor wafting through the air is over-bearing.

Therefore be prepared to endure another 2 or more torturous weeks of over indulgence.

Once again, assignments flood our work desk. We are in our 2nd week and already, there is an assignmentdue on the 3rd week. WTFacebook! lets start now and sing later :)

Chinese New Year

2011-02-15T20:53:00.004+08:00

Cookies and goodies stray over the coffee table. No one was looking. Everyone was busy fishing out blue, red and green notes. Busy chatter over who gets the lucky 21 and who don't. Those who were losing at the gambling table subsequently lose themselves at the coffee table. Stumbling into gluttony, thinking over the lost fortune.

Yes, its Chinese New Year again. Btw, i dont really get the we have to gamble every CNY. Why is there an urgency. Maybe its a tradition. Maybe its luck testing? ah, the joy of winning. The adrenaline of betting more. The upside down smile when all is lost.

As a friendly reminder, assignments are piling up again. Workloads are doubled. Results are out. Everything seems bleak right. On the brighter side, 2012 is near woohoo! Choi!

How was the Chinese New Year harvest this year? Good bad? no matter what, festive seasons are here so that we can let go of our past, our stress and get together with our loved ones and celebrate. That reminds me, we haven lo sang this year. lets do it this thursday? agree? deal? ok then!

Wedding customs and traditions

2010-12-19T12:25:00.008+08:00

Long time never update Pangeelapong, probably due to previous assignment rush and now exam is just around the corner.

This morning I read newspaper and I came across this interesting article about some "weird" wedding customs and traditions around the world. So I thought of sharing them here. :)

Ancient Bulgaria
Nowadays when we talk about wedding, all the couples will find ways to make themselves look more "presentable"; dress nicely, properly groomed and so on. Even if they are born imperfect, they'll put on thick make ups to cover up the defects. However, this does not happen to the Ancient Bulgarian, especially in this area called Kyustendil. Not only they don't bother dressing up nicely, the bride has to make herself look as ugly as and as horrible as possible!

For example, the bride will paint her face black, wear a pair of elven ears, put on unfitted clothes and so on. Besides, she also has to act retarded during the wedding dinner. Examples of retarded actions such as, throwing dung at the guests, dance with animal's bone and etc.

With all these, only the wedding ceremony considered complete. According to their belief, dressing up nicely during wedding will bring jealousy in other people. And Jealousy is like a devil, which will bring bad luck to the couple.

Ancient England
Until 1753, before they amended the wedding's law, there were no diamond rings, no gowns, no wedding certificate and no wedding dinner. There was only a simple wedding ceremony where the couple has to sweep and clean the house under the supervision of local official. It was a way to teach the newly-wed how to do house chores.

Ancient Sparta
On the wedding day, the bride had to dress up like a man! She had to put on mustache, wear man's clothings and shoes. Then she will wait alone in a dark room. At night the groom will appear and "sweep" her away. Only then, she will remove her mustache, man's clothings and dress up as a girl. The reason they practiced this was because, there was one period when homosexuality was a general trend for the Spartans. Therefore, heterosexual partners did not dare to announce their loves and that was why the bride had to dress up like a man....

Ancient France
When talk about the France, everyone will probably think that they sure gonna be damn romantic, but they were actually not that romantic. Think about the wedding ceremony nowadays, for the chinese, we will normally have buffet at the groom's house the night before wedding, then we will have wedding dinner the next day. All these are served with delicious foods.

However, for the ancient France, especially in this area called La Soupe, the bride and the groom have to eat rubbish, as in real rubbish. On the wedding day, they have to sweep their room and the rubbish collected will be made into food. (I still cannot believe that) The most gross thing was, according to the legend, they have to ingest dirty water from the toilet bowl. =.= However, they said the guests were served with proper meal.

How you want your wedding to be?

A relationship - full of different emotions

2010-11-21T13:32:00.011+08:00

It is worth notice that for
American marriages began in 1980, about 10 per cent ended up divorce;
For couples married in 1920, the rate was about 18 per cent followed by;

1950 = 30%
1970 = 50%

And for newly-wed in year 1990, the divorce rate was estimated to be 67%.
If the statistic is true, then for every 10 married couples, 6 will end up splitting up and say bye bye…..

Flash back during my grandpa times, divorce was practically not in the context even in the most miserable match of couples. It could be due to wives’ economic dependence on their husbands. But if that’s no longer the issue, emotional forces between couples may be crucial for determining the survival of a marriage.

The differences between how men and women handle their emotions, aside from the biological factors, could be arisen from the differences in emotional worlds boys and girls are exposed to while growing up. Boys are girls are somehow taught very differently in terms of how to handle emotions. In general, parents, especially mothers, when talk to their daughters, they tend to talk more detail the emotional state itself and more about feelings. On the other hand, when they talk to the sons, probably parents may go more detail about causes and consequences of emotions. As a consequence, girls may be more articulate in expressing their feelings in words rather than emotional reactions such as physical fights. Boys on the contrary more likely to express anger “physically” rather than “verbally”.

Girls tend to play together in a smaller group with the emphasis of together-ness and cooperation. While boys normally play in a larger group and the games involved are normally more competitive; dead or alive, they wanna know who is the winner. If somebody’s got hurt during the game, girls will gather around to help the girl who is crying. But sadly, when a guy got hurt, he is expected to stand up and continue the game or may be left out by the gang and regarded as the sissy in the group. As girls and guys grow up in such circumstances, girls become more sensitive in reading emotional signals at both verbal and non-verbal levels. They are also better in expressing and communicating their feelings compared to the guys. Guys on the other hand master the ability to mask their emotions when it comes to pride, fear or hurt. Or expressing their emotions in a more destructive manner.

Studies say that, for the wives, intimacy means talking things over, especially talking about the relationship itself. The men sometimes don’t understand what the wives want from them. They say, ‘I want to do things with her, and all she wants to do is talk.’ Of course not all men are like that, sometimes husbands would also want to settle problems in the relationship, such as problems related to communication. But somehow, probably because men grow up from a childhood where communication and expression of feelings are less emphasized, when attempt to express their complaint/dissatisfaction, often expressing it as anger, in a wrong way, wrong tone with a poor choice of word. Anyway, at times, wives may express their complaints in a wrong way as well.

[Stories attained from Goleman, 1996.]

Fred: Did you pick up my dry cleaning?

Ingrid: (In a mocking tone) “Pick up your dry cleaning? Pick up your own damn dry cleaning. What am I, your maid?

Fred: Hardly. If you were a maid, at least you’d know how to clean.

Pamela and her daughter went shoe shopping while her husband, Tom, went to a bookstore. They agreed to meet in front of the post office in an hour, and then go to a matinee. Pamela was prompt, but there was no sign of Tom. “Where is he? The movie starts in ten minutes,” Pamela complained to her daughter. “If there’s a way for your father to screw something up, he will.”

When Tom showed up ten minutes later, happy about having run into a friend and apologizing for being late, Pamela lashed out with sarcasm: “That’s okay – it gave us a chance to discuss your amazing ability to screw up every single plan we make. You’re so thoughtless and self-centered!”

The return of Tom’s apology, was a statement from the wife saying “thoughtless and self-centered”…

According to the author, Pamela’s way of expressing her emotion is a character assassination, a critique of the person, not the deed, which is more than just a complaint.

There is a huge difference between complaints and personal criticism. In a complaint, a wife will state what exactly makes her feel sad, and criticizes reasonably on her husband’s action, not her husband, by saying how it made her feel (referring back to the first story, the wife should say):

“When you forgot to pick up my clothes at the cleaner’s it made me feel like you don’t care about me.”

This is an expression of basic emotional intelligence which is positive, not aggressive or passive.

But in a personal criticism she might say:

“You’re always so selfish and uncaring. It just proves I can’t trust you to do anything right.”

This kind of criticism leaves the person on the receiving end feeling ashamed, disliked, blamed, and defective – all of which are more likely to lead to a defensive response than to steps to improve things (Goleman, 1996).

In a relationship, there’re many factors which to lead a divorce/break up in couples, one of it could be the contributory of emotional forces. A good emotional management along side with good communication with the partner may be crucial to hold a relationship together. Understanding the nature of gender differences in terms of their emotions could also lead to a better understanding between couples and a happier future, hopefully….

Indulge in reminiscence

2010-11-21T11:25:00.004+08:00

I used to know what I'm doing. I used to know what I want, what I like . I know my targets and I work my way to achieve it. I like collecting envelopes. I like stickers. I like bags and pouches and boxes. I like colour pens. I like a variety of the same thing cuz its always better to have more of one thing than just one. I have dreams. I want to earn lots of money. I used to think earning 10k is not a problem. I want to travel around the world. I like fancy stuff like a mini popcorn maker, can badge maker, sticker maker, pottery machine etc. I know why I say no to many and yes only to those matters to me.

This morning, I woke up and decided to look back at my old stuffs that I kept in boxes. Its placed in the top layer of my wardrobe. That's why I've almost forgotten about them. Out of sight, out of mind. There was a lot of reminiscing going over while looking at my stuffs and it brought back a few memories of my own. I remembered me.

I can say that the stef now is not quite like the old stef. I dont know why. I guess its the process of growing up. I used to like colourful stuffs but now I'm like a mono colour person. I used to make funny things that I like during my free time but now I'll sleep or just laze around or hang out with frens whenever I'm free. I used to have a proper schedule.. but now? Its all in a mess. I rush assignments everyday, I am always catching up with time. I lost my hobbies. Last time I used to play the piano and guzheng almost everyday. Now? Once every 6months. Guzheng? Worse.. once a year.

Its probably the environment and the busy world that made me like that. I believed many of u are the same. Its not the same anymore, its not easy to say no anymore. But instead, we will find ourselves saying yes to many other things. Even though its not something we truly want.

But whatever it is, its a good sunday morning. I felt good looking back at my old stuffs, bringing back my childhood memories. And find myself back once again. It feels good to get back to where you were, who you were. I know, I'll always have a base in me.

Ps: I'm not being emo. :)

What is LOVE?

2010-11-19T22:50:00.003+08:00

The very moment we were born in this world, we want love. Love is never enough. At least to most people. But the good thing about that is that love is unlimited. but how many people would show their love to someone? Not much.

People that love someone are afraid that their love will be rejected and dejected. People that are already in love are sometimes afraid to show their love to the person they love. Cuz they're afriad of what's ahead of them. what's gonna happen once it end. how are they gonna show the same love to the next person. Some are just afraid to receive too much love and not know how to love back.

What's the first thing that comes to your mind when u hear the word LOVE?

(these are the answers I got from a few people)

1) Love is when the feeling is mutual.

2) It is a kind of magical word where somebody that's in love can stil be hurt cos of crazy lil' things. Lee Cher Lynn

3) Love is pure and compassionate. Tan Ling Keat

4) The person that manage to capture one's heart. How Kam Hing

5) Love is being loyal to that person no matter what happens. Theng Zheng-Yew

6) Love is blind and it's complicated. Dickson Ng Zi Hao

7) Love is sweet, understanding and having a companion. Eee Suen Sheng

8) Love comes where lust goes. Love is not about attraction, love is about the willingness to sacrifice even when you dont want to. It's about commitment, understanding and also the conversation. Joshua Tan

When you tell someone that you love them, do you really love them? Is it the person that u're loving or is there any other drive that's pushing you to love? Love is definitely about commitment, willingness to be selfless and being able to sacrifice without the want of anything in return. It's not money, materials, looks or fame. It's about your real happiness in life.

What is LOVE?

Love is how you define love.

As for me, true love comes involuntarily. Love is when u feel right and nothing else matter, only love matters and that's when Love is blind.

The best love is the love that comes with a great flow of happiness.

Perky?

2010-11-18T17:19:00.003+08:00

Sorry for the late update. Well its kinda busy these days. I have been ignoring friends and family that i regretted doing that. Yes. Well last saturday we went to this job convention at KLCC. Well, that was just an excuse of taking a break from our hectic lives because we stayed there for roughly an hour and spent the remaining time at Pavi. As you all know Uniqlo is at KL. I am crazy about this brand due to their funky colours and bizarre yet unique lo prints. Who else can create nordic prints like Uniqlo. Incorporating the design into fleece sweaters is a brilliant idea.

Yet one might wonder where can i wear these garments. Fear not, Nottingham is cold enough(from extreme AC settings) to wear those sweaters :) besides, they are comfortable enough for you to sleep in :)

Huhhuhuhu lets see. Did anyone know that the CCTV in Nottingham caught students (i assume) engaging in sexual act? There was a note pasted on elevator wall. stating ...

HAVING SEX IN THE ELEVATOR

The elevator was not designed to operate under intense magnitudes, nor were they designed for the disposal of used condoms. The state of the elevators earlier this week was evidently the result of sexual activity. This was later confirmed by viewing the CCTV footage from Friday evening 15/10 20:00 to the following morning 16/10 0400

The elevator has not yet been sterilized

please keep all sexual activity in your own rooms, not the elevator :)

(also please masturbate in your own rooms)

the university of nottingham

HAHAH hilarious la..... wtf.... when they said intense magnitude... i can imagine much force and energy was used to do it. magnitude 9.0 perhaps? lol

Dispose condoms??? wtf.... that reminded me about a night where i was jogging with billy and we saw a pad like material covered in "custard cream". urgh the disposal bins exist for a reason (that includes you htennek :x)

the state of the elevator????? wow... imagine all covered in custard cream everywhere... MESSY!!!!!

They viewed the footage!??? like pornography????? from 8 pm till 4 am???? wow so long leh..... sure hak guai lol... no translation required.

luckily the university gave us all a piece of advice. be a man... do it in the room... not public area... this is not some tarzan jungle where you can pee, shit, fuck all around like some barbaric animal trying to mark your territory with your custard cream.

that all folks. peace :)

Tiscra Mouse

2010-11-18T11:07:00.003+08:00

Seldom I attend class early, not anymore, probably because I've shifted to somewhere further from our campus.

Today, I woke up early, so decided to go campus earlier, for once...

Class at tiscra 2 today, and obviously the first thing to do when come to tiscra, besides looking for a strategic and a more "clean-looking" seat, is to login to facebook...

Suddenly..........

Yucks..... why is the mouse oily? why are there stains on the mouse? What are those stains???? Who left those stains on the mouse??? OMG tiscra is always so dirtyyyy. (Stef)

Then, we started guessing what could those stains probably be....

***
hmm... it might be someone who eats while using the computer, and use the mouse instantly after licking their fingers.

Or...

it could be someone who has problem with their sweat glands and sweat bloody a lot or it's just someone who is bloody F*t who has a super oily palm.

***

Before we could have a proven conclusion, suddenly the person next to Stef.....

HAAAAA CHIUUUUUUU..... sniff sniff sniff, rub his nose [sneeze]

Finally we know what are the stains on the mouse....

Worse still, we observed that guy for a few minutes,

after he sneezed, he started biting his finger and we could hear crunching sound...

Stef felt SOOO disgusted, she instantly logged off and went to sanitize her hands....

**THE END**

Lastly, if you're a super hygiene freak, please bring gloves to tiscra next time. :)

and also if you're a super dirty freak, please wear gloves too.

Thank you very much for your cooperation.

2012.. is it comingg??

2010-11-17T10:19:00.016+08:00

So, are we gonna die?

Are human species gonna disappear just like the dinasours?

Are the nostradamus predictions accurate?

Is the movie 2012 a warning to all of us?

***

All these while, Malaysia has always been safe, no natural disaster like earthquakes, tornado etc. But, ever since the tsunami in year 2004, everything has changed. Gradually...and thats why ppl dont realise it.

Recently, the myth of 2012 becomes more apparent. More and more places/countries which used to be known as natural disaster free zone are no longer safe. Floods, tsunami, earthquakes etc are happening in places that never once happened. Just look at our country and neighbouring countries, the 2004 tsunami; the frequency to which tsunami and earthquake attack Indonesia; the flood in Thailand..........Dont you get the hint??

It is also frightening to know that most of the earthquakes that occur recently are not minor ones. Leading us back to the deadliest tsunami in Dec 26 2004, it is actually the consequence of

a 9.0 magnitude earthquake—the largest earthquake in 40 years—ruptured in the Indian Ocean (Brunner, 2007). (Read more on http://www.infoplease.com/spot/tsunami.html)

See the serious-ness??

Another not-so-long ago earthquake in Haiti, more than 200,000 people have died, and approximately a million were left homeless.

We read about these, we know and we pity these victims. But its always, arrrhh ya...there's earthquake in that country... after awhile, we dont remember it anymore. Not until another disaster happen again. Why like that? Thats because we never encounter one before. Instead of feeling grateful, we take this for granted.

Well, its time for us to be concerned. Malaysia is not as safe anymore.

15November2010 -> Floods in Klang Valley resulting in massive jam and obstructing the Putraline operation.

And this--- > Tornado spotted in Melacca (2008)

The damage..

Not only in melacca, recently, there's also tornado in Penang and Perlis:(

The world has changed.

A day out to KL

2010-11-13T21:59:00.012+08:00

How often do we get to put down all our assignments in hand and pamper ourselves with a day out with friendsssss???

Today is the day! Special thanks to our School Career Advisor, Ms. Christina V. Supramaniam who informed us about the Biocareer Fair today at KLCC, which sort of brought US together again since the very very lassssst outing (don't remember when was the last time we went out).

Me and Stef took train, in the train Stef received Ivan's message saying he might come bit late :( The first sign of ffking, but we believed that Ivan surely has his reason :)

Shortly after we reached KLCC, Htennek, Carmen and Shin arrived too. Htennek proudly said that he's got an illegal parking which is not obstructing the traffic. hmm, Me and Stef felt jealous and never knew such illegal parking spot exists in somewhere as congested as Kuala Lumpur.

hmm, apparently, the one who we thought would definitely FFK arrived first before all of us, congratulation WEIKEAT. :))) and he already registered himself and were already in the hall when we all arrived. EELEEN didn't come ... :(

Honestly, the exhibition was kinda disappointing and can see that biotech is still quite under-developed in Malaysia... not many booths there and not really very interesting nor informative.

When we all just started collecting brochures (cause we don't wanna leave with empty hands), Wei Keat already start complaining and wanted to go for lunch because before we really arrive at the hall, he has already seen everything there at least 3 times... >.< Lunch at Madam Kwan, there was where Carmen confessed that she wanted a transparent gown for her wedding with Bryan. hahaha

(Htennek's dessert: A for Aurea)

After settling the bill, we walked to Htennek's car and proceeded to the next destination, Bukit Bintang. His car was miles away, when we reached to the secluded area where he claimed as free, safe and illegal parking, we finally understand that actually everything has a price, there was nothing as free parking in KL, and his price was RM 100. hahahaha

UNIQLO, after one week opening, still got many people come for it, though many just come because they have the "kia su" attitude, "Since everyone goes, I must go too!". From our observation, many just went in and out without buying anything. But our Htennek has got some harvest! hahaha

SNOWFLAKES, Pavillion was sort of our ultimate destination of the day, because Carmen has never been to Pavillion before. :) A lot of people there, we finally got a place and we got some nice camwhore pictures after settling down! but for some weird reason, we ordered one extra Japan Combo. Since Ivan said he can join us for dinner, we decided to tapao for Ivan, because Htennek claimed that Snowflake ice will not melt. Though Shin was still in doubted with Htennek's words but the rest chose to believe Htennek cause the way he said it, or in fact everything he said today sounded extra convincing. Weird, that didn't always happen...

Wei Keat has to go back early because his dad's birthday today. Happy Birthday Uncle. Meaning Shin and Carmen have to go back too because they need Wei Keat's transport :) We walked them to the Monorail station, on the way, we saw this static "YES" robot statue standing by the walkway. Htennek eagerly wanted to take picture with the robot, Stef too.

Asked Stef when standing beside the robot, "hmm, is this real human in robot mascot or just a statue?"

Before she could have a second thought, the robot moved and scared her like the cockroach did. Stef's involuntary reaction was priceless! She immediately jumped and screamed as though she was being molested... Later we could see tears in her eyes.. hahaha..

Apparently, there were more than one "Yes" robot, Stef didn't want to take photo with the one which frightened her and she went to the next robot and we took a picture. :)

After seeing them off, we went to have a walk in Sungei Wang while waiting for Ivan to have dinner at the Lot 10 "Food Heritage". I heard there are quite lot nice foods because there are famous chefs from all over the place, but mainly chinese cuisine.

(We walked to T-bowl in Sungei Wang to have a look)

(The place where we were supposed to have dinner)

Suddenly, Htennek received a call from his dad, ops he has to go home early... so our dinner cancelled :( but nvm next time we should all go together again :)

Lastly, SNOWFLAKES DOES MELT!! We were fooled... grrrhh Htennekkkk...

After a looong day, time to get back to assignmentssss.. !

Escapism Syndrome

2010-11-13T15:31:00.004+08:00

I am suppose to be doing my assignment. Stef & I planned to finish an assignment by this weekend. I've completed half so far. Wanted to complete it by today, but guess where am I now.. I'm in Starhill.

Do you guys know about the RM3.60 promotion in Starhill??? There's a few restaurants in Starhill which provides a RM 3.60 menu. Anything you order from the menu cost RM 3.60. awesome right? I'm in Shook! restaurant eating some loooong sausage, haha, pizza, and some other food i ordered that's not here yet. This promotion is from 3pm till 6pm daily. My mom and aunt are both in Fisherman' cove. They're both on restaurant hopping. I wanted to join them but i've decided to be a good girl, so I'm staying here to do my assignment! :D

Anyway, if you guys are up for some nice meal with nice ambiance, but with cheap price, here's the place to come.

Oh, food's here! time to eat.. :D

Dont worry Stef, i'll complete my assignment by tmrw! :D

The culprit.

2010-11-12T23:00:00.004+08:00

This ugly, distorded and disgusting pic is showing a dirty flithy insect. An insect that will give 2 pangeelapongers a heart attack if they EVER encounter a situation like what I did just now.

So, what happened was.. a cockroach just crawled to my foot. For nothing. Shit man! I was sitting peacefully on the floor with my laptop on the table. Out of a sudden I just felt something poking me and I involuntarily used my right hand to sweep it off. I thought it might be some hair or whatsoever la..

Then, the poking came back. This time, I involuntarily looked down. And, I saw this brown flat creature running away. Surprisingly, I did not scream but just stared at my foot and hand. After bout like 5 seconds, I finally realised that A COCKROACH JUST USED ITS ANTENNAS TO POKE ME AND RUN AWAY AFTER I LOOKED AT IT.

What.. playing hide and seek meh?? Lame piece of shit. Dare to poke but don't dare to admit and run away instead. One more thing, I'm a human and I smell like a human. Can't you sense it with your ultimately long antennas? And as a cockroach don't you think you should avoid me for I might just smack you and you'd be gone forever? Haih.. Peter never said cockroaches will poke.

Guess what I did after that.. I washed my hands and feet with dynamo. HAHA
And I drew the picture because the real picture of a cockroach is way too disgusting that it might just shoo ppl off from this blog.

I promised to blog this week and I did! But I was supposed to blog about something interesting bout oreo and not this disgusting creature. Guess its my karma for not blogging. (If this incident didnt happened, I wouldn't have blogged too. Lol)

Since I started off with a disgusting drawing, I shall end with a nice picture:)

Tadaa! Mini oreo:) hope you all liked it.

Till then:)

Beautiful Imperfection

2010-11-07T23:43:00.002+08:00

I found this video to be related to our blog!

Enjoy :)

THAILAND!!!

2010-11-07T23:36:00.002+08:00

This summer plan. Lets get out of the country and go somewhere where 1malaysia doesnt exist :) Any ideas? Mine is already in the title caption :)

Day's Revelations

2010-11-07T23:08:00.003+08:00

It's been a while since i touched the frying pan. One might ask why. Well, firstly i love to eat but i cant really cook. Next, i hate the washing up part. Finally, i usually mess up the area. However, i am particularly interested in trying my luck (omg, luck dependent person) on western dishes. Haha, why again. I like the part where chef jamie oliver sprinkles olive oil in an uncontrollable amount into the Caesar salad or some cooking pan. So blissful yet unaware of the amount of oil placed into the pot of glutton. Yes yes i know most of you people will say, olive oil is unsaturated oil. But once it's is oxidized, one way or another, it will be saturated somehow.

I fancy western dishes way more than typical chinese cooking because they don't use cliche bok choy as the ingredient and other spices or herbs. In western cooking, you are enticed by the smell of fresh rosemary roasted with lamb or some other exotic spices which triggers you olfactory sense.

Ook enough crap. On friday, i decided that i am gonna cook. Not just cook cook but cook clean ==.

after shopping for ingredients on saturday night, i allow my body and mind to rest for the task ahead tomorrow.

5 pm came and i am prepared. Armed with cleavers, knife and whatever arsenal you can find in the kitchen was on my fingertips. I firstly boiled the potatoes until they are soft in order to make a mashed potato. The onions were chopped next and saute-ed. Of course only butter is used since i like it fat == no la its for the buttery fragrance. Once the onion is ready, add in the mixed vege and continue stirring. Once its half done, add in the ground beef and add salt, pepper and winchester sauce for tasting.

Once it is done i arrange the ingredients into a corningware and baked it at 180 for 20 minutes. Next came the critique which really criticizes.

Why peas so hard one.

Why potato layer to think one.

Where are the meat, did you put those in.

Is the tomatoes still half cooked.

Is there a cockroach here?

Last one was a joke (Sometimes htennek jokes)

My that is why i hate cooking. lol... critiques. Semenyih here i come tomorrow !!!!!

Small Small Day

2010-11-07T14:26:00.003+08:00

They say year 2's gonna be all different now; that year 2 is of a busy year and such that we will have not much time in our hands. I can accept that reality that there are more assignments, slightly but not at an overwhelming weight. But here I am still wondering why my weekends and time at home isn't still as productive as a year 2 should be. Seems like it might be year 2 for me, but I'm still not quite there yet inside of me.

I was out yesterday with a few friends and my sis hoping to just relax and lepak for awhile since it's the weekend. Apart from that, we've hardly had any time out together and hence, we picked Saturday as the perfect day to just kick back and relax. Originally, I had intended to urge them to go Gasing Hill as a recreation. But somehow the plan failed: Not only were they not as interested as I was, but I ended up oversleeping too. Which reminds me of a certain day within this week as well which I had suffered a similar fate where regret overwhelms me as the bubble floats through my mind. Deja vu, much?

And so we arrived earlier in 1 Utama to purchase the tickets. Due to the recent Deepavali holidays, the usual staff in GSC, which comprises of mainly Malaysian Indians, were not much around. Hence, there were only two counters open at the ticketing booths and hence the line accumulated and lengthened to a great extent even at the early hours of the day. But perseverance did us good and we managed to purchase the tickets of choice. We then proceeded to McD for a simple lunch before heading to Popular to find a particular book which I had in mind for someone. Before we knew it, it was time for the movie (apparently movie is a typo. It's underlined in red).

RED was an interesting movie. Might be pretty cliche-ish to some but then it does hold its surprises and amusements. It's about a retired CIA agent whom was targeted for assassination, whom then seeks assistance from previous associates, whom are also retired by now in the attempt to cover the plot and reasons why he was targeted. He finds love on the way as he brought the girl he fancies in an attempt to protect her from being targeted as well. And so they managed to uncover a few secrets and came up with a pretty good movie. If you have much ample time and vacancy and you are not a year 2 or year 3 student, I'd pretty much say that this movie is a must-watch for entertainment sake. And if you're year 2 and year 3... Have you done your assignments yet? If yes, then maybe.

Moving on to the shopping plan after the movie. Sis began looking around for gifts. We approached one and we entered. I looked around and was conferred many ideas for the coming seasonal holiday where I look out for smiles. I began to wonder if I could repeat the past as I did when I was with her in achieving this. And a few individuals came to mind specifically, but then I hesitated again and left. Sis took her own sweet time, as usual. And then we headed to Cold Storage as she had wanted to shop for groceries. We then spent a lot of time walking around while she went around picking what she wanted. Finally, after almost an hour maybe, we could leave and we went for dinner.

There was this place called New Paris Restaurant in SS2, adjacent to the upcoming SS-Two-Mall. We ordered selected dishes which were the favourites in the venue. We thought of going medium for one of the dishes until the uncle taking our order was like "Aiyo mm sai medium la. Sai dou kau laa" (If I had typed that correctly: Aiyo there's no need for medium lah. Small dishes will suffice lah!"). We tried their famous Champagne chicken, which was different in taste, but didn't feel that special. But their Marmite Pork Ribs were quite a fancy. And so we left with neutral opinions about the place, unsure if we'll want return here. Maybe not.

And so ended our day as we went home. I placed myself comfortably on the large blue office-chair hoping to relax, as I felt somewhat exhausted being out almost half the day. I was then given a jolt of electricity as my eyes scanned a familiar paper on the table: PLANT AND CELL PHYSIOLOGY B - and I knew there was something I needed to do. T'was a pretty fancy day. I miss her. She knows it. And hopefully the relaxation from this eventful day would result in me putting more in as a year 2 student.

Ah, the blues.

Everyone has a role to play

2010-11-07T12:28:00.006+08:00

hmm... always wonder, am I really in the right course?

"Plant Biotech"

Is this really gonna be my future? Am I gonna succeed in this?

Whenever this comes to my mind, I'll always tell myself not to take this too hard because everyone has his/her role to play in life. It's just the matter of time, one day, at the right time, at the right place, we'll find ourselves contributing something to the society, nation or the world.

No matter what course you're in, you might be in doubt that whether or not what you study now will lead you to a bright future... don't be... just try your best to play your role and have faith for whatever you're doing right now. One day, you might find yourself excel in it OR you might find yourself doing something completely unrelated to your studies, but that doesn't mean that you've failed in life, just that you might have found a better path to success. :)

So, every second, every minute, I pay attention to what I do, to try and find out whats my real interest and what am I really good at, for example,

If my dad ask me to clean the garden, remove the weeds or mow the lawn, I'll do it with full effort. Who knows one day I'll success in doing Gardening/Farming and make it as my career.

Sometimes when I'm invited for BBQ party, people always like to compliment that the satay, chicken wing or whatever I grill is very delicious.... hmm I take that as a real compliment, who knows one day when I'm jobless, I can still be a satay hawker. haha

Success is just how you define it, some people want to be really rich, some people just prefer to live a simple life with family... it's all up to us to decide :) To achieve success, no doubt we must go through ups and downs, but as long as we don't give up, one day we will sure achieve the success which we wanted.

Need to improve our ratings again!!!!

2010-11-07T03:27:00.002+08:00

For your information, the blog nuffnang isnt showing advertisments anymore!!!!

On our blog only.

Why is that so???

cz we aren't blogging anymore..

so i suggest we come up with a post every day. Just with different pangeelapongers.

If you have any creative juices or something to voice out, just say it here.

No one is here to judge.

To all those MOTHER FATHER hypocritical crocodiles out there, if anything here is not worth your time. Please deprive us of your self consciousness and leave us your comment in the box. We will kindly attend to your thoughts in a million years time ==

sorry for being rude there.

Biggest Mistake Yet?

2010-11-07T03:08:00.004+08:00

Due to unending nagging and pestering from both dad and friends, i decided on a saturday afternoon to chop off my darling hair ==. I am frankly speaking here, i hate going to the hairdresser. Firstly, i dont know what style i want. Next i want something low maintenance which i can easily maintain larh. 10 minutes is considered high maintenance. Next, i am afraid of sharing my thoughts on how to cut my friggin hair with the stylist cz it my drive them into thinking that i think they are not good enough. finally, i am always afraid of the outcome.

So i went to the usual shop, derrick and team at mid valley. No i dont remember the name of the stylist who last did my hair cz i visit that shop 2-3 months once. so yeah. i always go for the same wash and cut (35) cz its the safest. i dont dye my hair cz i hate highlights (looks gay). I will only dye my hair if the whole hair gets dyed. i sat down and grabbed a magazine so i dont look overly nervous about my visit here. And as usual the same person comes, i forgot his name. crapeish. he speaks in canto to me :) so i dont have a language barrier telling him that i FINALLY came back. He always ask me ( gei loi cho ar chui hou yat pai chin tou fat) when was the last fucking time you cut your hair?

then he proceeds to tell me what style should i cut. hmm this is the complicated part. i cant explain how i wanted it to be cz i dont have the picture with me. The hairstyle i wanted was planned earlier with someone cz i will be totally helpless without her. but i FORGOT to bring it.

The next fucking problem was that i cant tell him how the picture looks like cz its kinda complicated and i dont really equip myself with hairstyling vocabularies. so yeah. i told him what came into my mind at that instant.

Him: Lei yu mat yeh style?

Me: Short and spiky

omg come on htennek, short and spiky? i could have think of better words than short and spiky. gah so i took of my specs (yes i hate contacts, veli the tiring larh) and let his magic work.

Did it worked? i guess its for you to decide. One said no LOL

Right now i am running my fingers through my hair, short hair thinking was it the biggest mistake yet? hmmm, i dont think so larh.

Busy, Friends

2010-11-06T12:24:00.018+08:00

I was browsing around the folders in my computer and
I found this old picture which I edited,

out of a sudden, I felt like writing an update on this blog, hoping to make it as active as the Merapi volcano.

Anyway the latest eruption, on the 5th if not mistaken, has killed around 64 people; then we have serious floods in Thailand, Perlis and Kedah... are these the indications of end of the world?

Looking at the picture, I start to feel like life in Uni is not as happening as it used to be...
perhaps we all are getting busier with studies and assignments so we become more and more "stingy" to allocate time for friends to carry out some fun activities.

Though it may not be true for other courses but it's quite apparent in our Year bioscience...
It could be due to the size of the class, or the combination of people from everywhere which don't really match each other?

Or it's just that the effort is not there?

I remember last time in high school, teachers always complain that our year; the 1990 born are very passive and we are more selfish and care only for ourselves... although not SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN yet, I can see some true in the statement. :(

At times, we're busy chasing success in our life to an extent where we might neglect the merit of family and friends.... sometimes it's ok to slow down the pace in life and look at the sceneries around, see is there anything worth you stopping to have a look or care.

Billows of Affection

2010-11-06T11:01:00.002+08:00

I compare thee to a beautiful start, an ugly climax, but a beautiful ending. How you began left me feeling enthralled, wishing to go on all the way; I pursued you with much enthusiasm.

But as the moments pass by, sweet becomes bitter; light becomes dark, as I now see your full fury unleashed. It has affected everyone; affected me it has, too. I could only cower, hoping that this stage is momentary. And as hoped, it was.

I watch the steam dissipate into what lured me to you: into a stage which made me love you. At the end, I reached out to you and then embraced you, wishing that this stage will last forever.

As a student, many would wish so: but your cycle must go on and that I accept. And so, I closed my eyes, last watching you smile with much cool.

And then I wake up again, once again, to a beautiful you.

Semenyih mornings are beautiful.

* a more meaningful post from me next time, hopefully (: *

Someone triggered me to blog

2010-11-05T01:38:00.004+08:00

well lets see. i found out all out post are lacking pictures. crapeish

minnie mana kamera lu????

i cant bring my fujifilm punya cz its damn blardy big and inconvenient.

NEWAYS, we are having few days off from uni life as some lecturers are cancelling their classes. which is a good thing because firstly christina is indian, pretty obvious right?

next our dear daniel smithy cancelled his class. i wonder why. i think its because his wife is indian as well. from the facebook profile picture. so that figures.

finally i wonder why there is no class for asgar. is it due to his nationality? i heard he is from india so one way or another he celebrates deepavali eventhough he is a muslim. no pun intended.

any how i love holidays. although i intend to dedicate this holiday to finish my assignments i am doing a bad job trying to stick to it. wasting my time away sleeping. i think i lost my ipod and i am friggin depressed wei. how la.... damn broke already to get another one. and the new one is friggin ugleh...., i want the classic one but friggin exp wei... need to starve myself for a few months only can get it. zzzzzzzz

i need to get back to my assignments/ movie so i am planning to blog tomorrow.

to stefanie lee S H .... safe journey to the land of merlion and you bettar get me something i tell you... if not..... !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

night! have fun this diwali and happy holidays

It time for an update finally

2010-11-03T19:07:00.003+08:00

htennek-

Keat keat's birthday was today but we had a drink session yesterday in conjunction with his 12 oclock birthday. As predictable, if there is alcohol, there will be ivan minnie and ronald. We started with light albeit gassy drinks such as carlsberg. As you know carlsberg is made using Saccharomyces carlsbergensis. If you dont believe, ask christina. Moving on, stef was already high on a few doses of sparkling juice but she kept denying it. We played a few games which are meant to get everyone warmed up. And bloodyhell i was forced to down that bloody coke mixed liquer which doesnt really taste good. By that time, most of us are red faced but not really drunk yet. So we started on the cake woohoo which wasnt that bad. after the cake, we started on the Jeevamoney Davies brought at a local store. anyhow minnie assumed the role of mickey and started yelling at everyone lol. so we had to bottoms up alot. basically in no time, stef who was already high was now on cloud nine. Eeleen can basically to a basic routine of pole dancing if given a pole. alcohol was on the floor and the room stank of alcohol. messy !!!!! at one point only one of us vomitted, no names mentioned. I sleep over and woke up the next morning feeling extremely hungry. as i am typing this out, i havent taken any form of solid food except for some choco biscuit i had in the morning. dinner is soon so i can get my fill. note to all other pangeelapongers, do upload something please. blogs are not meant to survive. they need human touch!!!!!!!

what you waiting for

2010-07-14T17:49:00.002+08:00

What You Waiting For Lyrics

[colby]
baby i never seen someone with your body
you make me want get this party started
hey baby comein tell me what this all
baby baby
tell me what you what you waiting for

[mizz nina]
baby i never seen someone with your body
you make me wanna get a little notty
hey baby come in get it it's all yours
baby baby
tell me what you what you waiting for

[colby]
its your birthday
so tell me what's you want it too

[mizz nina]
its my birthday
im really wanna get with you

[colby]
drop the beat now and may be we can get it started

[mizz nina]
will go insane and take you to the after party

[colby]
so what's your name hey baby what's your name oh yeah

[mizz nina]
sexys my name yea sexys my name

[colby]
ok and whats your game hey baby what's your game
[mizz nina]
ok i like to play..i ..i like to play

[colby]
http://www.elyricsworld.com/what_you_waiting_for_lyrics_miss_nina.html
baby i never seen someone with your body
you make me want get this party started
hey baby comein tell me what this all
baby baby
tell me what you what you waiting for

[mizz nina]
baby i never seen someone with your body
you make me wanna get a little notty
hey baby come in get it it's all yours
baby baby
tell me what you what you waiting for

[colby]
hey sexy girl from kuala lumpur
[mizz nina]
hey baby that's me i'll be on the dance floor

[colby]
i got you with surprise we pop in up in VIP
[mizz nina]
and if i ask nice can i take you home with me

baby let's get crazy come and loose control
you want to tear up after party
i know you wants some more
i wanna see you with that body ???

baby come and get it
what you what you waiting for

I Talk Alot. So What?

2010-06-24T23:45:00.004+08:00

Since i was in primary school, i always get criticism from teachers saying, kenneth you talk alot. i tel your parents you are very talkative in class. Well, i use to think i was plagued with this talk alot disease. And i was always finding ways to keep me quiet. Most methods fail. I am usually quiet when i am reading, drawing, dreaming, or listening to someone talking (not lectures or class teachings). i was beginning to think that talking is bad.

Until i started on this job. Most of the time, i talk. and i talk alot. In fact, to get sales, i have to talk cause no bloody people ever donates to bloody charitable organization. so i raise sales and raised my salary. and i get to talk to interesting peoples such as the managing director of estee lauder company and their ceo. i learn alot from the people i interact everyday. things i dont get to learn in a confined area of 4 white walls and a bloody talking machine (lecturer) in front.

my next job will be in bimba and lola. they sell fashion accessories such as 4 inch heels, and bags and necklaces. i do get commission. and most importantly i get 3630. enough to fund my iphone 4g :). tata. gotta sleep soon :O will update soon.

p/s: attention to other pangeelapongers. mana update la. waiting for things to talk about. what are you guys doing during the summer. i know jess internship la at sentral

Am i back?

2010-06-21T02:29:00.003+08:00

i think so. well i am currently working at mid valley selling/ giving bags to generous cash donors for malaysian nature society. The cause is to raise as much fund as possible to enable the rehabilitation of an empty swampy land on the coastal area in kuala selangor. As you can see, this is an equivalent to an internship, just that i get paid more :).

Lifes good so far, except for the sore legs and bad food. You see, htennek cant live without good food. Fortunately this last for a month or so. Besides that, i am missing out on various summer activities such as getting myself wasted on my bed sleeping and finding myself infront of my laptop doing you know what. Finally, my results are out and i am not out... collecting it.

I am driving to mid valley everyday cept for saturdays and sundays as the parking fee is just plain ridiculous for a cheapskate like me (i am not implying directly that i am one). Concerning about my working routine, i basically ave to "attract" customers with hoo haas and some big fat lies to get them to donate. The FEW lies:

a) Customer: is the bag strong?

htennek: of course la... i am using mine to shop groceries and i can fit 6 apples and 5 pears.

(i dont even own that bag)

b) customer: what do i get?

htennek: a free bag and tax exemption.

(tax exemption is only applicable if you have a donation accumulated over rm 100)

c) customers: how much is the donation?

htennek: rm 25

customer: wah so expensive?

htennek: no la... 25 is inclusive of the sapling, fertilizer, and chemical to induce plant growth

(firstly, the 25 is not inclusive of the fertilizer and chemical, just the tree itself. sounds way cheaper right? secondly, those who study biotech knows that mangrove soil is quite fertile.. elo fertilizers???)

i lie alot.. thanks.. anything for $$$ RIGHT? no i am not that bad one la... i just do that for 2 reasons. for sales and for nature :) time to sleep... dead tired. jess if you are reading this, cheer up and dont to so by EATING my cookies TT

O.N.E

2010-05-03T11:00:00.005+08:00

Hello Pangeelapongers!

One more week to finals,

One more month to HK! :))

Its just one more month and we'll be done with Year 1... ONE MORE MONTH!

Damn it! Why does time pass so slowly...

Anyway, summer break is coming soon! What am i gonna do? Should I learn something new? Since life is so boring. And will be more boring during the break without friends around and assignments to rush. Not that we love assignments, but at least we know we have something to do..

I guess there'll be more updates in the following weeks because facebook is not moving. Minnie says he'll get his 6packs soon and will blog something about his abs. =.=" And by publishing this post, he'd got no choice but to work hard to really get the abs.

I don't understand why guys have no ass. Do u know how important is an ass? Its like a natural cushion and its extremely useful whenever you're asked to sit on the floor.

See.. it can even act as an extra cushion on a cushioned chair. Minnie and Ronald, grow some ass please..

Alright.. thats all i can think of now.. Will update soon.. when i can think of something to blog:)

Food! Food! Fooooood!

2010-04-27T15:27:00.003+08:00

Hello

2010-04-23T17:53:00.003+08:00

Hey Pangeelapongers!

How's everyone doing?

Life in APMS is interesting. Just in case you guys are wondering what's on my Psych class?

mostly about Frued & SEX! no joke. google Sigmund Freud's Psychosexual Stages! lol... It's about our stages in life. Since we were baby we already have sexual desires. lol... Disturbing right? lol..

i'll write more about it after exams. :)

Anyway, take care & good luck in exams! :D

Start blogging again pangeelapongers!

and, Happy Belated Birthday Htennek Nauk! :)

Same Year, Different Month, Same Sunny Day

2010-03-31T14:48:00.011+08:00

Once again, as it has been for the 13th year in our lives as students comes the rush for our assignments, not forgetting how we once enjoyed, and never letting go of that feeling that we'll always want to sit back and relax, knowing that we actually can't.

Some things in Semenyih never change

This time, in the second semester of our Year 1, we face multiple hurdles of assignments in reports and a dissertation - a task unheralded by the smiles of our lecturers. Yet, despite presenting us with such tasks,I've to admit that they never once stepped back in our approach for assistance. I still appreciate the silent smile carved by their lips when they were approached.

One of the times in lab where streaking is required

Of course, when we speak of assistance from individuals whom have lifted much burden from these assignments, we mustn't forget the enthusiasm provided by our lab assistants too, especially in describing certain details which the lecturers might have overlooked.

Selective agar and antibiotics test for our unknown strain of bacteria

And lastly, not forgetting friends whom have also made it easier through a thorough series of discussion, albeit a short one, which has definitely contributed. Yet, it's not the assistance which is carved into memory, but more of the company, whether in our out of class and labs; moments of silent become scant when the collection is complete and never was another day dreaded in solemn.

Most members of Pangeelapong in lab coats.

However, I just couldn't help the feeling that sometimes even springs face fatigue. This too, is often unheralded.

Everyone has it?

2010-01-25T22:44:00.009+08:00

Hi... i am back. I am not a dedicated blogger, i must admit. Yet it was inevitable that postponing blogging time to study is indeed a wise choice.. i hope. The cbox is flooding with messages screaming (hyperbole) "upload". So today, instead of focusing on asgar's class, i was thinking of a topic to blog. I am not someone who would indulge in politics or adults stuff. Instead, i would like to bring up this important matter. Chain mails.

I just got this email from a friend of mine.

Hi, my name is Chris Yeoh. I am 19 years old, and I have testicle cancer .. I also have a large penile fracture, from repeated beatings.Doctors say I will die soon if this isn't fixed, and my family can't pay the bills.

The Make A Wish Foundation, has agreed to donate 50 cents for every time this message is sent on.

For those of you who send this along, I thank you so much, but for those who don't send it, what goes around comes around. Have a Heart, please send this.

Please, if you are a kind person, send this on. PLEASE HIT FORWARD BUTTON NOT REPLY BUTTON.

YOUR'S FAITHFULLY,

Chris Yeoh

chris_5068@hotmail.com

( PLEASE HELP ME LIVE LIKE YOU DO)

The first time i received this email, i was indeed shocked as i would not imagine a life without the 2 newton pendulums. Those my friends are the source of life to future generations. However, having a cancer THERE, would mean hours of chemo and cat scans at that particular area.. hoow freaky is that.

initially i was sympathetic toward that young fella. The photo from the email portray a young boy no older than 14. Wow, he must have ate some serious chemical X or something.

2 DAYS later, another email came... same story... different sob face.... this time it was a more older looking person... a person who looked mature to start producing some juice == not some puny guy.... wow.... i was thinking ..... this disease really kick ass.... 2 days and 2 cases.... it's faster than sex itself....

AND now this..... wtf.... everyone has it????? what.... it spreads through anal???? wtf... would anyone relly post emails of themselves getting this disease or that disease just for money???

There are other versions of chain mail such as the sick baby chain mail where they show sickly children or newborns connected to IV drips... come one people.... there are better ways to earn money rather than sending sob stories....

I don't remember where'd they go!

2010-01-25T02:04:00.009+08:00

Missing us, Pangeelapongers? :D

Yeah we as the bloggers and the readers miss reading each other's blog post.. we've been busy with exams! Right after the holiday we had our first semester exams. We've been studying day 'n' nite. and i really meant it when i say night! There are some nights when we stay awake the whole night, go for mamak at 3am for a cup of teh tarik and study again! can you imagine how hardcore we studied?

Anyway, when we were studying, we faced a lot of trouble understanding every freaking notes. In APMS, my course, we had to sit for 5 papers. 2 on business and 3 more on Psychology. Psychology, Interesting, Very very interesting but it is obviously not an easy subject to score. Understanding the notes wasnt that easy, especially cognitive psychology. And yeah! 50% of the things we heard in class went to our echoic store and decayed so we had to restudy everything. and after looking through the notes, the wordings went into our iconic store, and decayed too! So practically nothing much went into the short term memory,

and of course long term memory too. I dont get it! Why did most psychologist comic say that elephants have got good memory. Wonder whether is it true. Even in "The Jungle Book" (1967), the elephants that Mowgli(the little boy from the cartoon, there's only one boy in the entire movie) went marching with, mentioned that an elephant never forgets! but i wonder why?!!

Finally I get why they say an elephant never forget! Elephants follow the same paths and even hand down genetic memories of directions and places grounds across generations. Cool right? better in direction than some of us that live and grew in KL. lol. Wonder how they've got good memory? They read! books on "Improve your memory for dummies"

Simple, as for human, just read la! read, read and read till everything you read goes into your short term memory! Easier said than done right? Even after reading it once or twice, you can still forget every single thing. Like you totally dont remember every freakin thing you read. Even your mama and papa will be pissed cuz they see you studying day and night and you tell them you dont remember what you studied...

So what can an elephant do? Elephant naturally have good memories. And who cares if they've got bad memories, all they need to remember is the same route back and forth. But for us human?! We can only remember 7 things +/- 2! so 9 things the most! what can you do? chunk little things into one? That's can't probably be in the short term memory. How to get it into the long term memory?

One good way is to use mnemonics. Encoding information based on large existing knowledge base. It takes up a lot of time.

Of course there are other ways of remembering but it can never last. Auditory, Visual and Semantic code can help us to code information in the short term memory but not long term.

So how to get our info into the long term memory? we gotta rehearse, and code them with adequate retrieval cues. Whatever way that helps you to remember. If you think looking at yourself in the mirror can make you remember, stick the yellow sticky notes on your mirror. If that doesn't work, stick it on yourself. It helps :D

Again, it's easier said than done. It helps if you put in more effort and time!

Since it's the beginning of second sem, dont slack and start studying from the first day of class! :)

25.12.2009

2009-12-25T17:55:00.003+08:00

MERRY CHIRSTMAS TO ALL!!!!

Remember to study as well!

the pangeelapongers

Year 1 Summary...

2009-12-07T12:55:00.013+08:00

What happened to this blog? Such lazy pangeelapongers

Its already the 11th week of this semester. Mann..time flies..
There are so many things to update.
AAR concert, Broga hill, Jogoya, Lab sessions, Birthday parties etc.. Too many!
After each event we'll be really semangat and say 'Lets update pangeelapong!'
Then,
when we're back home, gone la the semangat..

So, this semester..
More assignments, More pictures, More outings, More last minute works, More friends, More fats
And..
Lesser sleep, Lesser time to meet up with Jess and Ronald, Lesser money and Lesser brain cells

Every Thursday is the happiest day cuz we only have class till lunch time and after that the bioscience will meet up with the I-WHOs. And we'll hang out till after dinner!

Anyway, i'll just upload some photos we took this semester..

AAR Concert on the 30 Oct 09
Broga hill on the 19NOV at 430 am
95% of biotech year 1 + carsie

After Broga hill, makan session @ Jogoya and movie @ Pavilion
Htennek Minnie Ron Jess and Stef

Its Christmas Month!!!
Christmas decos are so beautiful..
okayy.. so, there're more pics to upload.. and i am tired of uploading now..

So.. to be continued..............

End Sugar Subsidy?!

2009-12-02T13:08:00.005+08:00

"KUALA LUMPUR: The Government may remove its subsidy on sugar as a way to get Malaysians to become more healthy.

The removal of the subsidy could increase the price of sugar by almost 70%, and this should discourage people from consuming so much of it.

Currently, the Government spends about RM720mil a year subsidising sugar."

The Star, December 2, 2009

Wow, our Government is sooo thoughtful.....

so called want the Malaysians to become more healthy~

just because MAYBE our Government is running out of money, they plan to stop subsidizing for sugar....

FUNNY BETUL.

If our government really stop sugar subsidy, this will really increase the burden of the Rakyat instead of helping the Rakyat...

Besides, if our government really want us to become healthy, then they should make us stop eating nasi lemak, roti canai.... etc

In my opinion, if government doesn't "masuk pocket" so much, they sure be able to subsidize for sugar which only costs about RM 720 million a year~~~

AMAZING HOR

2009-11-21T20:15:00.000+08:00

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A Busy Week Passes By

2009-11-14T19:12:00.002+08:00

After one week of non stop assignment rush,

we are finally on the last race.

On monday, our seed propagation report is due.

Here i am sitting in front of the laptop, doing it.

i was wondering what to blog.

well, pangeelapong members are busy as usual.

the usual blogger minnie is MIA.

in order to keep the blog alive, i tried to blog :)

this week was definitely tiring.

i usually slept at 3 something, rushig assignments.

i overslept a couple of time.

usually i woke up just in time for classes.

btw, the other day, there was a large beehive on a

tree in front of my house in tts.

i have the photo but i am too lazy to update it.

maybe some other time.

anyway, we were all in awe because we never noticed it before.

in fact, i think the hive wasnt there the day before.

bees are my greatest phobia.

i did not use my room's bathroom because there was a bee inside it.

however, the next morning, no buzzing sound greeted us.

we went out and saw the hive smashed on the floor.

bees were buzzing silently around the remnants of their "home".

i pity them although i despise them.

no organism should be deprived from their home.

Wet Floors

2009-11-07T17:37:00.005+08:00

Ah, the reason for the title is due to the fact

that it is raining again.

Anyways, i had mcd's just now with daniel.

i drove there and on the way there, i met with

a ridiculous driver.

i was minding my own business on my lane and out of nowhere,

a small silver kelisa swerve into my lane and cut me

off.

of course i went and"pin, pin" that fella la.

Then i saw 3 ladies in the car.

it was more of 2 ladies and a bitch.

of course the bitch is the driver la.

and that bitch aint young so i dont

bother with my courtesy.

well, because of my "pin, pin", of course the

bitch showed me her bitch power la.

she kept on staring at her rear mirror, peering at me.

i was wondering, wtf is she doing that because it was her mistake.

she did the turn into my lane without any signal.

besides that, the turn she made was abrupt.

if it wasnt for my uber quick reflexes, i'd be alive while

she.....( you know la )

so.... all i wanted to conclude is,,,, do use the signal lights to avoid

any conflicts on the road.

imagine i am was some psychopath....

i wonder what you have happened to the

3 lovely ladies :)

Rainy Days At Nottingham

2009-11-06T22:11:00.003+08:00

Rain drops fell down on a plastic container containing

fenugreek outside my

temp house in tts.

The wind blew and raindrop patters on the window pane.

I stared at the dull sky wondering if this is going to

continue till noon.

Today at uni, i had an argument --.

An argument only fools get into --

yes.. i am a fool...

it started off with a metal ruler.

my teacher told me once that metal rulers

are banned from school because it

could be a lethal weapon.

i never knew how true it was till today.

Usually i have a short temper..

but today, the fuse was short and i big banged during

a break interval.

i sorta confronted the person and exploded.

big mistake?

i think so ==

it took away my mood the whole day.

i was only paying half attention in winnie's class --

i even forgot what spermaceti is for ==

i ate waffles for lunch.

just waffles ==

sometimes apologizing is a much better

way than going through the stage of

feeling guilty.

PCR Amplification in Plant Genome

2009-11-03T18:36:00.016+08:00

It was at the preparation room when we were approached by her, a familiar figure as a representative. Wrapped by her arms was a stack of paper which she then distributed amongst the students of Year 1's Plant Biotechnology course. PCR Amplification in Plant Genome; we were slightly lost - was this a procedure which we would have to perform, despite often being comfortable from just watching? We flipped through and read the procedures and was led to bewilderment; this was an interesting lab manual with the most confusing procedures - almost alien to us. Yet, we looked up the top right corner to find a name so familiar and we sighed with relief - with her, we could do this. And we read the procedure one last time before we approached the laboratory in the Bioscience Research Centre.

We were grouped into pairs and the pairs shared great similarity to the other laboratory practicals. I was paired with Stefanie, whom I am most familiar with as a lab partner. We picked a location opposite of Kian Min's while Kenneth and Carmen's group worked side by side. The members of Pangeelapong of the Bioscience tribe were already present; I looked out for another individual and could not find her there :( Bearing perseverance, I focused on the first protocol of the 3 parted experiment.

Plant Genomic DNA Extraction Protocol. We were given a piece of cabbage each. Stefanie and Kian Min first assumed that they were gas masks given. Yet, eventually they realised that they were actually cabbages, as mentioned by the lecturer, Dr. S. We began our experiment obtaining a small portion from the cabbage and mincing it into small slices and eventually inserting them into a microcentrifuge tube. We then began mincing it further using a sterile homogenizer which looked much like a small blue torpedo. Initially, Kian Min's group and I were manually 'mortaring and pestling' the cabbage pieces until we were introduced to an automated device which acts like an egg beater. It did assist in the process of mincing it. When I first heard its loud sound caused by its vibration, I knew Kenneth would be having different thoughts of this apparatus :x

Lab Dancer, the Vortexer

Next, we inserted various solutions into the sample and were requested to vortex it. Vortexing, apparently, was a procedure where the tube was introduced to an apparatus which also acted as a vibrator. And hence, we vibrated the contents in the tube for approximately a minute. Next, we brought our tube to the incubating tub and inserted into a flotation device to incubate our little solution. This was to promote lysis, or in other words, disintergration of the cell (I think @@). And next was a process new to us - centrifugation.

Though I've often heard of this and seen this in movies, having first-hand experience was a different approach. We watched as the lab assistant inserted the tubes into the centrifuge. She then keyed in the degree of revolutions and its duration. Moments later, the device was switched on and the loud sound emitted was noticed. With 5 minutes on the countdown timer, we left the centrifuge to return to our benches to prepare for the other procedures. Around this time, Dr S. began checking on every group to ensure that at least a member of every duo knew how to use the micropipette. Due to the lack of attention paid, I am unavailable for comments in regards to Carmen's and Kenneth's group. However, I must say that my group did give a good show to deserve a nod from Dr S.! Dr S. also gave a similar response to Kian Min's group.

Centrifugation was performed various times to separate the substances within the tubes. Later on, the solution was placed in a spin column. This was done to lay the DNA onto a thin membrane in the spin column which shares a high affinity for the DNA. Hence, centrifugation was done and the flow-throughs were removed. Finally, after applying the final solutions, we obtained our DNA in the purest form as a flow-through. And into the ice it went... Hence, our extraction protocol was brought to an end.

The Micropipettes

Next was the main of our entire experiment; we were to be performing polymerase chain reaction (PCR) on the DNA obtained. This task was relatively easy - we were required to mix a special PCR cocktail with a small portion of the DNA. Stefanie had no problem performing this task when she attempted to. And hence, having mixed the cocktail with the DNA, the small tube was then inserted into the PCR Machine. This saves us the trouble of having to heat the temperature of the mixture to 95°C for 45 seconds, then reducing the temperature for 49°C for another 45 seconds and then raising the temperature to 72°C. All for the sake of denaturation, annealing and extension. We moved on after that to lunch. And it was at this moment my lunch offer was turned down :(

We returned after lunch to proceed with Gel Electrophoresis. This was another highlight of this experiment - we rarely get to do this so do ignore the excitement gained from such simple procedures. Stefanie and I opted for the first group - to have our sample of the DNA inserted right next to the ladder. This was my first time inserting a mixture into the well of the agarose; hence, I was slightly nervous. The procedures were as shown as the lab assistant from a year ago - we were required to pipette 10µl of DNA to be mixed with 2µ of the loading dye. This was then released onto a thin parafilm sheet. I mixed both the solutions and pipetted the mixture into the well. My attempt was successful, despite being slightly flawed - I had poked the agar :O but then, it wasn't that disastrous and hence, it was still good to carry on. After this, groups took turns to insert the wells and the rest of us were left with nothing to do. And hence, Kenneth began his moments of crapping again.

DNA, Proteins and Enyzmes in Ice!

When the PCR Machine was done with our little tubes, we obtained them and repeated the process. This time, it was Stefanie's turn for my group. She performed the task remarkably well and hence, deserves much praise which I include here :) And our well was filled perfectly this time, as compared to the first attempt.

When the first gel's run was complete, it was taken into a huge transilluminator to examine the migration of the DNA. The DNA appeared smeared and dragged towards the opposite end. Dr S. then mentioned that she was never so confident about the DNA which was being examined. She also explained that it could be due to the flaws in our techniques which had led the DNA to be denatured. Despite all the bad news brought upon us, she unveiled the greener side of the grass; she told us to wait for our PCR-ed DNA to be viewed under the transilluminator and hinted to us that it would appear better. Hence, we kept our hopes high as the lab assistant transferred the 2nd agarose.

The Transilluminator, featuring the Gel and Lab Assistant

And alas, we were showed the 2nd agarose, run with the PCR-ed DNA. It was of a greater quality and even Dr S. admitted that she was very much satisfied and amazed with its quality :)

Gel Electrophoresis of DNA expressed via Polymerase Chain Reaction

Our lab then ended with the few of us deciding to check on our tissue cultures. However, the room lacked the special casings for our shoes and hence, we had to forfeit our plan. We then bid our goodbyes to the lecturer, the lab assistants, she, and the others and left. Today had been quite a fair day - I had my mood lifted tremendously. And I wonder why (;

BBQ session at TTS

2009-10-30T18:07:00.014+08:00

Dear karma, you've been such a burden lately. I dont really like you..

Its a very karma-fied week for the pangeelapongers. And its always the instant karma type. Once we say or do something not so nice bout others, Shoop! something not so nice will happen to us the next second.

This karma thing always happen to htennek, jess and me. Ivan seldom say something not so nice, although its always in his mind. But as long as we didnt say it out or show it, its fine. Minnie is just like a chicken.. dont wanna do something not so nice because he's afraid of karma, especially after seeing the effects of karma on the 3 more straight forward and honest pangeelapongers a.k.a jess, htennek and me. But this doesn't mean he's nice.. cuz he's just like Ivan. As for carmen, she's always nice=) the nicest pangeelaponger..

Its been so long since i blogged here..

We finally have a bbq party on thursday!! Using the earnings from pangeelapong. The makan session supposed to start at bout 6plus 7. But, in the end, the pangeelapongers including ronald got to starve ourselves till almost 9. By the time when the food are cooked, Jess had to leave already=(

Anyway, it was a fun night! Thanks TY and Boon Shan for the Bbq pit..

The preparations:

While waiting for the arrival of the pit, ronald's fried potatoes saved us.

mashed potato
marinated chicken
the pit

Minnie: come let the king scout start the fire...! =.=" Finally

While waiting for the food, me jess and htennek camwhored and took many many pictures...!

htennek praying happily before eating
the contributors and the posers
look at Jon's face..Lol
couple of the night
multi tasking.. sms and bbq
group pic 1:
group pic 2:
pangeelapongers

Tofu Busuk

2009-10-28T23:11:00.003+08:00

Today is the last wednesday in which the students of biotech are

free for the whole day.

therefore, as a small celebration, we decided to head to
tmn connaught pasar malam.

initially, carmen as suppose to join us but

because of her love for bryan, she decided to stay back and teman

bryan for dinner.

so the group consist of me, kian min, ron and stef.

ivan was joining carson and his geng so they will meet

with us later at connaught.

through the journey, everyone was quiet due to our hunger.

therefore, music became our temporary food

to the soul.

once we reach there, stef jumped out of the car

and shouted, i am so hungry --

since i am thought i understood what stef meant,

i quickly followed her as i was hungry as well.

we walked and walked and i did not know what to eat.

stalls after stalls passed by and i was greeted by lustful aromas and

whiff of scents which tempted me to buy something to eat.

frankly i was damn hungry.

i ate wu cock, thailand pork satay, fried mini crab, china

burger, asam laksa, and chau tau fu.

On the contrary, stef who was complaining about hunger

earlier on ecided to have half of the fried mini crab and

a cup of leong cha.

what a dietician....

anyways, i had fun.

i brought egg tarts and snacks.

The fun part of the whole pasar malam experience was
the chau tau fu ( tofu busuk basi).

stef and kian min challenge each other
to a soggy tofu busuk show down.

i was only interested to get my crispy tofu busuk.

the day ended with me filled and tired.
going to sleep now... tired

It is 4:30 in the morning

2009-10-28T04:19:00.012+08:00

It is 4:30 in the morning

Don't feel slippery at all...

Why?

Thanks to the 2 hours nap...

It's been 2 days I practice this,

Sleep at 10pm , wake up at 12am,

then sleep at 4am wake up 7 am.

Total sleep = 5 hours, more than enough.

Still lacked motivation to study...

Assignment progress slow, deadline's getting nearer.

Experiments are fun, lab assistants are being helpful.

The "First time" of this week:

1. First time I blog.

2. First time experience Stef's driving.

3. First time been to Biotech Research Center.

4. First time doing tissue culturing.

5. First time clean my room's toilet.

6. First time sleep at 5am on a weekday (this week).

What am I doing right now?

Admiring my own photography and collection of photos....

Good Morning World. It's 5am now..

The power of KARMA!

2009-10-26T23:10:00.003+08:00

First of all, I don't believe in karma! It's purely just my luck!!! Even facebook says that my luck for today is just 31%.. cant imagine if it is 0%! If 0%, i think i better stay at home and lock myself in the room

Okay, there's already 2 incident that happened in uni right after i did something mean. It's like something bad have to happen right after i do something not very nice.. Maybe cuz i'm usually very nice.. so once i do something mean, sure something bad will happen.. :P

Anyway, first it was the embarrassing moment in SA cafeteria..

I used minnie's rice to suck my egg oil and Bang.. I hit on the pillar!

http://pangeelapong.blogspot.com/2009/05/rare-incident.html

And today, when i was in the bus stop in SA, I saw something funny... so I wanted Ronald to see it too.. but he was too blur.. he didnt see anything but tze yi saw... I'm not gonna say what it is cuz i dont want another bad thing to happen to me.. and maybe cuz I wanted to show him something which I shouldn't.. SO, KARMA la! I fell down right after that.

Walk one step and i fall straight!

So unlucky.. Instant karma!! and the karma didnt end there..

It followed me home..

When i got home, I couldnt find for my purse!

look for it everywhere, called everyone i met today, almost cried while searching for it, call, call, call everyone... and then Ronald said that it was in his car..

SWT to the MAX!

Real Karma right?!

Seriously not gonna laugh or gossip about others anymore!

That's what you get man... bad fortune in return.

ESP to Htennek.. you kena from keyakinan already..

dont wait for janji to kenakan you also ah!

Whatever it is with Karma or Bad Luck, i dont care la...

but my right leg hurts now... and throat too... sore throat :(

hopefully i'll get better before AAR's concert.

Innocent Caterpillar :) part 1

2009-10-21T14:55:00.004+08:00

This blog post is not meant to be offensive
but as a notice of my preference.

So far, i have met with most of my lecturers.
to be frank, all the lecturers have their pro and cons.
except one :)

I will start with dr peter alderson.
pros: smart lah.... i think he has a brain similar to the
geniuses in this century like albert einstein and aee eleeein.
he teachings can cure insomnia.

cons: on the contrast of his smart brain, he has a mouth of a donkey. i can hardly be able to
stay awake in his class.

next, festo masawi
like the name proposed( sawi), he teaches us plant science.
pros : he is pretty smart.
he is one black guy which i can tolerate (making me not a racist)

cons: he makes dry jokes which i cant bring myself to laugh.
his voice is too soft like erm.....

festo: the main biological component is..... (mumbles)....

get my point. and i dont dare to say

htennek : festo, you have a sissy voice.

next, ms chin cf
i assume she is a miss because erm,.... she quite flat one.
pros: smart and knows how teach. (because all of us understands her teachings)

cons: boring.. no body to watch.
her hair looks so fake... thicker than stef's hair.

Stef: she wears a wig

Christina the big momma.
ms christina is of course a miss but her body is of a mother.
she has this pair of mimi momo which can feed the land of ethopia for 3 years.

in comparison, bunny can feed singapore only.

pros : she got her own lab.

cons: she brags about her lab

christina: there is my lab
christina: this is the bacteria cultivating vessel in my lab,... i like the touch screen giggles*

to be continued.. have to go study :) bye

So Much For Malaysian Punctuality

2009-10-14T01:15:00.004+08:00

i just got back from mcd's after an hour of playing monopoly with my highschool friends.

i lost for sure but we did have a great time.

btw, i got myself a cocacola contour glass which is green in colour.

green represents my passion for the environment so there you go :)

either way, today was a tiring day.

the sun was too bright and the heat was unbearable.

stef and jess went for the ace gathering.

we met a couple of familiar faces.

actually stef met most of the familiar faces and i only saw

safwan from engineering.

the event was suppose to start at 5 but since

we are living in malaysia, time actually works differently

at this region.

5 means the event was suppose to start at 5.30.

so much for malaysian punctuality

we waited and chatted and the sun was still up.

i hate morning and evening sun.

at this time, the sun blares its full capacity on us.

i like afternoon sun though.

at 6 sharp the event started, the stef and i made a pact to leave.

stef even suggested a "smart" move to go say bye bye to jess who

was in the basketball court under the blazing sun.

i said no la... then she called...

smart move.

we then went to carmens room because i wanted to

go swimming :)

i am such a swim fanatic..

it is the one sport which doesnt need any

planning teamwork or coordination.

i suck at all 3.

tired :)

journey back took me 2 hours :(

the ktm can go fck yourself.

the time written for the train to arrive was 8.21.

in the end, the train arrived....... 8.45 .....

i arrived at kajang station at 8.10.....

so much for malaysian punctuality.

i came home at around 9.45.

then i received a phone call from keng fai.

eh want to go monopoly at mcd ....

mk fetching...

at 10

i said ok

10 came and so did a message

eh cancelled.. no car...

5 mins later...

eh got car.. come out first

time = 10.30

so much for malaysian punctuality

FIRE!! 911!!!!

2009-10-13T22:14:00.002+08:00

Last Thursday after lunch, Htennek, Stef, Minnie, Ivan & I wanted to rest and chill in Horny Ronnie/Minnie/Htennek(soon to be)'s house before going for swimming cuz it was only 2pm and it was wayyy toooooo HOT to swim!.. So, i volunteered to drive minnie's car since I'm the best driver =PP

Anyway, when we reached the junction to TTS, we saw a house covered with smoke!! We didnt see the fire but the house was completely covered with smoke! (Look at photo below)

We all panicked cuz the smoke was running so quickly. we were afraid that the fire will spread to other houses! but retarded htennek still have the time to sing "Somebody call 911!".. lol..

Then we all thought that we should go closer to the house to see if the fire's bad! so we drove to the direction where the smoke was coming from thinking that maybe we can be one of the good life-saving Samaritan.. :P

We went closer to the house and we could see the tree from a distance. We couldnt see any fire and the smoke was clearing. We went closer and from a distance, we saw a van....

thinking that someone might have went there to rescue the people in the house..

we went closer....

and...

It was just a termite eliminator...... zzz~

all the suspense for nothing =.=

so much for trying to be a good Samaritan...

Awake

2009-10-12T13:45:00.003+08:00

Now i am at Tiscra awaiting my 2 hours lecture whichs starts at 2.
the sky looks gloomy and dull since morning, so
i was wondering when will it rain.

ok... i have nothing to say.
going for class soon.

hope i cans stay alive.. i mean awake.

Nuffnang Payment Arrived

2009-10-06T18:52:00.002+08:00

I came back from home and saw an envelope on my desk.

It was crisp white without names except my own.

Yet, in my heart, i wished it was the payment

from nuffnang.

indeed it was :)

a nicely folded paper with the sum of rm 71.41

was printed neatly on the cheque.

now the only problem is how are we using it???

i was think of saving it for future pangeelapong usage..

ideas??

leave in the chat box :)

Drive Carefully

2009-10-04T19:57:00.005+08:00

When you're rushing home,

When you're going out for a date,

Drive Carefully.

When you're happy,

When you're sad,

Drive Carefully.

When you're alone,

When you're fetching a bunch of friends,

Drive Carefully.

When you're sober,

When you're drunk,

Drive Carefully.

6 in the morning,

3 in the midnight of nowhere,

Drive Carefully.

Whether you're a P driver,

you're a trained car racer,

Drive Carefully.

No matter who you're and what car you're driving,

Drive Carefully.

To: Jcen Wey

Though I'm not close with you,

We never really have much opportunities to talk to each other,

We never really hang out before,

I still feel sad and sorry to hear about your death.

We'll definitely miss you.

May you rest in peace.

My deepest sympathies....

Funny News

2009-10-03T15:25:00.015+08:00

A pair of bra,

other than to support the breasts,

what other functions does it have?

blindfold eyes when playing hide and seek?

act as eye cover?

use as a cup to fill water?

use as a party hat?

What else?

I found this on today's newspaper!

Dr Elena Bodnar invented a bra which, in an emergency, can be converted into two gas mask.

Dr Bodnar said, the bra-gas mask could have been useful during Sept 11 terrorist attacks.

(Image from BBC News)

and how thoughtful,

One mask is for the wearer,

and the other side for a friend.....

Wonder will it smell/taste like milk?

Imagine one day, htennek got over-excited till short of breath while having conference with Bunny alone. Bunny can then take out her magic bra-gas mask to save Htennek. How convenient. No first aid skill is required.

Btw, Dr Bodnar won lg Nobel Public Health Prize with this.

There is another ridiculous news I read. This happened in Taiwan.

A wife longs for a divorce because her husband's penis is too long.

She said she has to bear with pain every time she had sex with him.

When she brought up the matter in court, the judge called in a doctor to determine the length of her husband's penis.

However, the request was then rejected as it is said that the length of a man's intimate part is "very subjective".

So, don't ever think long = good.

The length of the intimate part should be just nice for comforts and satisfaction.

Anyway Happy Birthday EE LEEN!

Semoga sentiasa enjoy bermesra dengan Keyakinan.

Perfect 19th

2009-10-03T12:21:00.001+08:00

As I look out the window, cast upon me was a perfect sunlight - accompanied by a breeze which granted comfort a level of perfection. As I closed my eyes, I laid my mind set into a moment of a perfect reminiscent, gathering thoughts of this apparent perfect day.

It was a perfect start to the day. A perfect eye opening to quite an unperfect dream. Walking to the window, the sun hid perfectly behind the hills, granting a perfect atmosphere similar to a highland. The moment was perfect for one as the winds moved through the window at a perfect angle, brushing perfectly through my hair. I looked up to find that the clouds were also perfectly shaped cumulus clouds, accompanied by stratus clouds to give a perfect image of the skies.

What gave today such perfection? I closed my eyes for a moment and realised that it was indeed the perfect day - a compliment granted by the perfect one. The greatest celebration of the perfect one granted the world a moment of perfection. And here, I return my part to her, hopefully in a perfect way.

Happy Birthday Ee Leen :)

3rd October 1990/2009

2009-10-02T23:03:00.004+08:00

On 3rd October 1990, a girl was born.

19 years later, little did she know that a blog was about to be named after her.

Her name is ee leen.

Although she might appear not too bright on first impression,

this girl packs a million brainstorm.

Although she looks harmless like a rabbit,

she is capable of attacking par to a lion.

She is a perfectionist, therefore, everything should be perfect in

her eyesight.

White should be perfectly white, black should be perfectly black.

A friend like her is perfect :)

so we pangeelapongers would like to wish her a

HAPPY 19 BIRTHDAY

on a perfect 3rd of October.

May this year bring you more wisdom and perfection. :)

Screet

2009-10-02T00:13:00.002+08:00

Today is screetday and it was screeting tiring.

one must wonder why....

we had a long screeting lecture from 9 till 12 on genetics.

then we decided to have a foundation party at kian min's house

at tts.

but we have to get those screeting food first from semenyih tesco.

so kian min and ivan drove to tesco.

kian min went with eeleen and carmen to get kfc

whereas me ivan stef joan and shingzzzz

went and get snacks.

jess went and brought monopoly to the house first.

it was almost 2 when we started eating.

after eating, joan and eeleen had to leave.

i think because they are discussing about australia universities.

lol

we played monopoly and i got the cheap screet...

because most of my properties are screeting cheap ==

stefgot the most expensive screet but she made a deal

with kian min in order to obtain that screet....

kian min have the right of passing through her screet without

paying for the entire game.,...

ah screet it.....

anyways, i wanted to take the bus back to kajang.

so i waited outside kian min's house at 5.23.

while we are waiting, we amused out screeting minds with

screetling.

screetingly, screetling is the best screets evar..

it trains your balancing and eyesights...

if i screetled during my early years, i would not be wearing these

2 inch screetacles.... ah just screet it..

either way, i waited for almost an eternity when the bus screeted to a halt at tts 4.

i boarded on the bus and it was packed like sreetdins in a tin.

i was forced to stand on that screeting bus --

then the stupid dumb driver did not tell me that

i cant stand so we started our journey to ktm station.

5 minutes later, that screeting driver asked me to go down

and wait for another screeting bus --

i was like what the fuck la.

in the middle of nowhere...

stupid dumb driver..

go ask your wife to go down a bus in the middle of nowhere

la... see if the got raped anot fucker...

darn retarded mother fucker....

so i had to not create a commotion because

there were other lucky passengers who did not get their

ass kicked out of a fucking bus because they get nice comfy seats

under the the ac --

either way, i started my journey back to kian min;s house and when i was

a few miles away, i saw another bus coming towards my direction.

i quickly ran across the road to hail that bus la.

mother, the bus just pass by me.... fucker la that guy.

somore that malay guy gave me that retarded face

which says, go fuck you self and dont try and board my bus...

but i did not know it at that time.

i went and thought

"oh that was such a sweet guy, wanting to make a u turn so

i can get on the bus at the other side of the road."

well that could happen in my dream but what really happened was

this...

the bus came and started slowing down at my direction.

i was so happy that i started waving my hand like

some retard stranded on an uncharted carribean island

with nothing but a loin cloth wrapped around my head lol.

then when the bus was about to stop, it went over a bump and

sped on ---

i was again...

WHAT THE FUCK LA

i saw the bus going on it's journey and stopping what

seems like a few km away from me....

then i did my super athletic sprint

which only an illegal immigrant who is running across

country borders could manage...

my adrenalin was pumping and

my muscles were aching yet i

continued my marathon...

with just a few meters away from the bus door,

the bus's exhaust pipe blew a puff of carbon monoxide

and continued it's way to kajang --

i stood there speechless as crows

passed by my head cawing

"screet, screet, screet"