... guess who this is ...

obsession

My wallpaper for the past few weeks.

Evolved from this ...

... to dear old Southpark ...

... and then to her ...



... and now this new edited picture oh her ...


I think I spent too much of time on photoshop.

http://theblueasparagus.blogspot.com

It is shots like these ...

... that makes me miss malaysia ...

... that makes me a bloody noob at a camera

... that's what i call insight

... that tells at least one story

I need more excursions and less greens in my pictures.

I think I've done just figuring out how to distract myself. X)

My new infatuation ....

Kanye West - Adam Levine

And I heard 'em say
Nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today
From the Chi, Like Tim, it's a Hardaway
Till this is in the name of love, like robert say
Before you ask me to go get a job today,
Can I at least get a raise on the minimum wage?
And I know the government administer aids,
So I guess we just pray like the minister say
Allahu Akhbar an thro in some hot cars
Things we seein' on the screen not ours
But these niggas from the hood, so these dreams not far
Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars
But they can't cop cars without seein' cop cars
I guess they want us all behind bars, I know it, uh

Chorus:
And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today
And I heard 'em say, nothin's ever promised tomorrow today
But we'll find a way
(Adam Levine)
And nothin' lasts forever, but be honest babe
Hurts, but it might be the only way

(Kanye)
They say people in your life for seasons
And anything that happen is for a reason
And niggas gun-clappin' and keep to squeezin'
And gran' keep prayin' and keep believin'
In Jesus, and one day that she'll see him
Till then in walk his footsteps and try to be him,
The devil is alive, I feel him breathin'
Claimin' money is the key, so keep on dreamin'
And put them lottery tickets just to tease us
My Aunt Pam can't put them cigarettes down,
So now my lil' cousin smokin' them cigarettes now
His job try to claim that he too niggerish now
Is it 'cause his skin blacker than licorice now?
I can't figure it out, sick of it now,

Chorus

(Adam Levine)
With every worthless word we get more far away
And nothin's ever promised tomorrow, today
And nothin lasts forever, but be honest, babe
Hurts, but it may be the only way






RAINBOW CONNECTION




Why are there so many
Songs about Rainbows
And whats on the other side
Rainbows are visions
but only Illusions
Rainbows have nothing to hide

Whats so amazing
That it keeps us star gazing
And what do they think we might see
Oh, someday we'll find it
The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me

Have you been half asleep
And have you heard the voices
Well, I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound
That calls the young sailors
The voice might be one and the same

I've heard it too many, many, many times to ignore it
Oh, who did i think it could be
Oh, someday we'll find it

The Rainbow Connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me (repeat)

Single vs Coupled friends ....

Lately I've been having this dilemma. I have far too many friends who are not single. Yea, they're great people to hang out with during the day. They are constantly happy because they have their partners to cheer up to. They always try to listen and maybe sometimes sort out problems with me. That's all great. But when you just need a friend to drink some booze at night, they're probably too tired by then, with all the school work and keeping themselves connected to their partners.

The grass IS greener on their side, or so it seems to me.

I think I'm getting the hang of all those pointless moments when you're just single. I wanna go eat something, but then I would have to walk to ... lets say ... subway. It's a bloody far journey, it's cold and breezy, and walking alone definitely sucks. So, that leads to sitting in my room, curbing the hunger off with a hallucinatory chunk of juicy text from a book, while loading the latest Southpark on the computer.

The remainder of my single friends, are not in Aberdeen, or is worrying about SSM, or they don't drink or ... the worst yet ... they're starting to be non-single.

I guess the only real option for me left, is to try to be GAY. Maybe the gay community is more encouraging and gives a greater sense of company/brotherhood. Damn, am i dependent!

I hate myself for needing people around me, and feeling sad all this time. I'm sorry i drink as much just to forget for a little while how hurt it feels. I'm fighting it everyday now, even I need just a small moment to rest my heart. That's why i love to drink ... its a rest, a break from thinking about all that hurts.

Thanks vic and cheng ... the company was really nice ...

and should i mention also that they both have partners?

Blonde or not blonde?

This is almost pornographic material ... this is porn with clothes on, this is porn with blonde hair, this is good porn, this is porn with some educational facts, this is porn but unlike porn, this is interesting porn ...

I wouldn't call this porn. But it's good entertainment.

Did IMU approve this?

made my day ...

You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold
I had to run away high
So I wouldn't come home low

Just when things went right
Doesn't mean they were always wrong
Just take this song and you'll never feel
Left all alone

Take me to your heart
Feel me in your bones
Just one more night
And I'm comin' off this
Long & winding road

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight, tonight
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home

You know that I've seen
Too many romantic dreams
Up in lights, fallin' off the silver screen

My heart's like an open book
For the whole world to read
Sometimes nothing keeps me together at the seams

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home
Tonight, tonight
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home Sweet Home
Home Sweet Home
Home Sweet Home
Home Sweet Home

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home Sweet Home
Yeah
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home Sweet Home

SSM

One of the things to look forward to since SSM started, going to SSM meetings and drown in claire's eyes. I wonder if anyone notice me phasing out when she talks to me? ... hmm ...

lung function

I feel like my lungs are not functioning. I can breath but no air goes in. And this is how I wake up everyday now. I hate sleeping.

two

why two?

- cause it takes 2 to dance
- because 2 is the most powerful divider, everything is half the price if shared by two
- we've got 2 hands, to hold 2 hands
- the most effective conversation is between 2
- loving each other takes everything we have, thus no room for more than 2
- because 1 is lonely.

Sparks * * **

Great ideas always come when I'm in the oddest places, doing the oddest things

I was in the shower, washing my shampoo bottle and then i thought ...

Hmm .... bottle ... whole ... clean ... but menthol ... cool ... bottle is short ... but yet so cool ... and purposeful.

Conclusion: I have a great idea about the conclusion for my SSM report. I'll write a short summary of all the headings under the report. Each heading (intro, description, result, method, discussion) will be summed up in one sentence. That would be a great conclusion, yet reminding the reader of the gist of the whole report.

Eureka.

moms and dads

Good stuff ....

Dads ...

Moms ...

template

I just love this blog template and header that I've made. Its easy not to be depressed looking at it. Compared to pinkshirtz.blogspot, it's a big change. Green is a soothing color. I wonder why I've never thought that way before.

You don't lose, you don't notice.

ice n water

ice n water

is a game

there is ONE ice

and alot of water

the ice will go around and FREEZE the water

and the other free water friends will run to escape the evil clutches

and then... UNFREEZE their ICED friends by touching them when ICE is off chasing someone else


I miss childhood ... nothing was a screw up then.

weirdos ...

There are 2 weirdos playing golf outside of my room, at the green, while it rains, 10 celcius in the cold, with a bucket, pitch black. UK is just plain weird sometimes.

Belfast

188.98 pounds, that's all that it takes. but i wouldn't have a welcome. i wish there was even a glimpse of hope. but e-mails do kill it all.

the surprising thing is ... i want to fly to belfast, even without any hope. because i miss her and it hurts so much. i miss you.

1:43 AM

I cant sleep. My mind hurts, my heart hurts. You're out to play me, I know you are here to play me. Because the minute I ask you if there's a chance at all, you stopped playing completely. I know. I hate.

Why would you do that to me? Everytime you do that, i lose 3 days of sleep. Why.

this takes it away

everything i'm feeling, i can put it here ...

Mania about o2mania

Here's how you could get o2mania onto your vista/xp computer in under one hour with all the songs in it.

1. Download the o2mania interface here. And unzip it to somewhere you might wanna keep it.

2. Download the song packs from here or for extra songs, download from this website with totally unheard of songs.

3. Unzip the files and put all the ojn and ojm files into a folder and place that folder into your o2mania folder. It actually doesn't really matter where you put it, but its neater that way.

4. Run the exe file called O2mania English. Then press F8 to open the song menu.

5. Press configure folder and assign where you put the ojn and ojm files under o2jam tunes.

6. Pick a song then press start and then F6 to start the song.

My favourite song right now.



Beethoven Virus

Someone please play this game as well ... then I'll have company ... I miss that a lot.

77D

No, 77D is not a bra size. It'll be my new address in Aberdeen. And it looks gorgeous.

77D Whitehall Place.

I'll be the one staying in the living-room-converted-to-bedroom room. It's fucking spacious with a hi-fi, study table, 2 sofas and a mattress. The best part, the newly painted walls and the new carpets. The toilet looks like a 5 start hotel.

This will be a really nice change, I've never had such a big room in my life.

It'll be a perfect place to stash my future keyboard, computer with the attached hi-fi and an extremely comfortable couch.

You guys would wanna hang out at my place then. X)

Reads

Spartacus: Have you ever read or heard this line, 'I am Spartacus'? He is the legendary man that grew an army of slaves and almost manage to overthrow the Roman army.

'From somewhere in this slaughterhouse comes a baby's cry. A new birth. A new beginning.'

Simpsons:

'Get out of the way, today's new donut day!'

Beethoven piano sonatas: Surprisingly weren't that hard. Sounds good for the first 3 pieces, the other pieces were all so dull and monotonous.

D. Scarlatti: Very modern pieces. Very few notes but filled with innovative melodies. A very nice change from typical classical pieces.

TROY: Only a couple more pages to the end. Here's my favourite text.

'You said storytellers fashion truth from lies? How can that be?, Piria asked Odysseus.

'A question I have long pondered.' He pointed at Bias. 'I once told a tale about a winged demon who attacked the Penelope. I said that Bias, the greatest spear thrower in the world, hurled a javelin so powerfully that it tore through the demon's wings and saved the ship from destruction. Bias was so taken with the story that he practised and practised with the javelin, and finally won a great prize at a King's Games. You see? He had become the greatest, because i lied about it. And therefore it was no longer a lie.'

'I understand,' said Piria. 'And how can the truth be made into a lie?'

'Ah, lass, that is something none of us can avoid.' Bending down, he scooped up the small clay plate upon which Bias had brought her food the night before. 'And what is this?' he asked her.

'A plate of clay'

'Yes, clay. And it was fashioned by the hands of a man, using water and thick earth and then fire. Without the fire it would not have become pottery, and without the water it could not have been shaped. So it is earth, it is water, it is fire. All these facts are true. So, is this a true plate?'

'Yes, it is a true plate,' she said.

Suddenly Odysseus struck the plate with his fist, shattering it.

'And is it still a plate?' he asked.

'No.'

'And yet it is still pottery, still clay and water and fire. Do you think I changed a truth with my fist? Did i make it a lie?'

'No, it was a plate. You destroyed it, but you could not change the truth of it's existence.'

3 pounds

I bought this colorful thing. It is made of plastic and metal. It has a handle. It has polka dots with a string at the side. It's length is about 20 cm long. It vibrates when you open it. It has a cover to keep it clean. It is sealed nicely and water proof. Any girl would feel happy just looking at it.

Guess what it is.

Megan

.... Speechless for real ....

Please kill me so I could be a ghost to stalk her.

rent-a-car mraz

Just when you said I'll never see a video of you singing, I happen to find this video ... miss rent-a-car mraz. Thanks for the laughs.

Questions of the day

I manage to bump over this blog that was pretty interesting. They come up with a question everyday. Those sort of question that needs brain power and logic and ... etc.

Today's question is ...

There are 7 girls in a bus.
Each girl has 7 backpacks.
In each backpack, there are 7 big cats.
For every big cat, there are 7 little cats.
Question: How many legs are there in the bus?

My answer: Is there a male bus driver? Are all the girls in the bus? Are all the girls holding the bag? Are the little cats in the back pack, or in the bus or are they just pussies???!!!!

This question is so illogical! Check out the other 47 people that commented and tried to answer. Such typical people.

If it was so easy, it wouldn't have been interesting, would it?

Kate Voegele

Ah .... talent .... I'm melting. She writes her songs! Taylor Swift can scoot to the side now.













Kindly unspoken .... my favourite! Lovin it.


Her new album releases today. I want it .... can I have 10 USD please?

My current favourite spot in my room. Next to my lil wife, on the duvet and next to the heater. With windows open and music on. This is my little piece of heaven away from all the mess, away from SSM. Simply love it.

This card is even more important than Lloyds or HSBC card. It's my many worlds squared down to a piece of paper.

Kate Voegele

There are 2 new albums released recently. And i just previewed some of the songs. It's sooo good. I'm gonna go to the library or music stores to get it if i can find it there. Can't download these. X)

Check out the official website. So chic and young.

http://www.katevoegele.com/discography/

Ask me, ask you first.

It's summer. Everyone's bright and cheery. And yet I feel like I’m the only one bleeding while everyone's having a real good time. Another girl and another boy are definitely having the best time. I feel like I have nothing now, back to square one, 9 months ago when everyone left. All that's left is work, and if that's all there is for me, I’m going to do a great job on it. Because that's all I can do anyways.

I'm sorry for looking all gloomy but I really can't help myself. How would you feel if your significant other has banished all hopes, and all you want is to care but yet, when you do care, all that comes back onto your face are pictures of em with another person, close. How am I supposed to feel alright? Would you feel alright? How much more alright would you have me feel?

Help.

Spanish food

I would know nothing about Spanish food, though Kien Wei might. Some gorgeous girl invited him to have some Spanish food at the second floor kitchen. Now I'm angry!

Well, he did try to pull me along but i was just too tired. Sorry Kien Wei and Natalia. Next time, maybe. Sorted.

ch3ngz.xanga

A reason for Pui San and Ellice to be jealous ....

Unfold - Mraz

Hands in line

Arms close, to my side
I'm fighting tides, of an ocean's undertows
And I figure that I might not make it,
And I'm waking empty
But I'm seldom speaking
And the words retreat yeah they breathing histories into these stories untold
And my arms unfold.

My hands are high
And I'm holding out, but holding up
And I figure that I, figure that I just might make it
And I'm waking empty, but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat,a ,breathing histories into stories untold
And I--- unfold.

Say now a
Quality is what you see now, in the corner of your eye, so
And a Don't be surprised, if you hear the bells ring
As they fall from the sky
They sound bong, bong, bong, bong, ba da, yeah ee yeah a yeah
Ah, bong, bong bong bong, ba da, ee yeah ee yeah yeh
And I'm holding up (this time) because I figure that I just make it.

And I'm waking empty, but seldom sleeping
And the words repeat-a breathing histories into stories untold
And I--- unfold.

Fabrics

This 3 quarter pants, the only one I have, reminds me a lot of someone. With all my heart, I just wish I could be a strand of fiber coursing through this shorts 3 years ago. The person it would've seen, and the skin of the person it would've touched then.

I wonder how long it would take me to get rid of this pants.

lis-blanc.blogspot.com

I think my photoshop skills has deteriorated drastically. 1 hour just to get this done. But it's nice now that it's done. It's the first time that I'm able to create a symmetrical heart shape with multiple brushes.

15th May - Grand opening of our future Aberdeen gossip spot. Check it out.

*hearts*

I wonder if I'm turning gay?

Have you ever heard a song so often that you got quite sick of it.

Yea, that's what I thought about this song, until I saw this video. Now I like it again. Make sure you watch the end of the video. It's good stuff. This dude is just so good with live performances. Don't you just wanna take your panties off and throw it to him, underwear in my case.









The last one is my favourite. Sounds like me, in denial.

Beautiful Mess

This deserves another post.

Notice how normal the beginning strumming is and how his voice just blows you away as he gets further into the song. And notice how everyone quiets down, they are probably swooning and kissing the person next to them. It makes me feel in love again. I love it. I love it. Thank you Jason Mraz!

PORN

No, I haven't been seeing any lately. There's apparently a block out by the university administration on any website that has the word sex or anything similar. That includes f***, s***, c***, p**** ..... etc.

Though I’ve been seeing a lot of skin, almost naked people walking around at the cafeteria. It's almost impossible to pass by any day, now that it's close to summer, without a glimpse of overhanging breast or butt cheeks glaring at my face. And what's up with those people that think that their tights will cover their lower half?! Tights are sheer, if you haven't figured that out.

That covers the visual part. The audio love making part could be experienced in Dolby Digital clear Surround Sound if you pop by the halls at Fyfe house, approximately 30 minutes before meal times.

And .... you don’t even need to buy a ticket!

Μανία

Hannah Murray, as Cassie in Skin. This crazy girl that doesn't eat and has hallucination problems. She'll sway you when she says, 'yeah ... wow', with that dazed out look. Totally adorable and lovable.

A Beautiful Mess

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
Based on your body language,
your shouted cursive I've been reading
You're style is quite selective,
though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you can call it fiction
'Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words that paraphrasing this relationship we're staging

And it's a beautiful mess, yes it is
It's like, we are picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And the kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are, Here we are
Here we are

My next best place

This is the media collection in the library. Impressed?

I'm in love with the library. Thank you renuka.

I'm reading my first book in Aberdeen. It's Troy by David Gemmel. And the next one is probably Sepulchre by Kate Mosse.

11-05

dying to fall asleep, 3 days without sleep. it's breaking me mentally.

A day out

These panthers were taken from part of the Union Bridge. Could you imagine how much their eyes have seen?




This is Hygeia, Greek goddess of health. Nursing a snake with water from a bowl.


A fotress at the river bank.

Aberdeen. I wish there's something here for me.

Wish you were here ....

Gone away are the golden days
Just a page in my diary
So here I am a utopian citizen
I'm still convinced
There's no such thing as idealism

Memories they're following me like a shadow now
And I'm dreamin'
Cause I've already suffered the fever of disbelief

I've seen your act
And I know all the facts
I'm still in love with who I wish you were

It ain't hard to see
Who you are underneath
I'm still in love with who I wish you were
And I wish you were here

I was true as the sky is blue
I couldn't soon say the same for you
So now I find denial in my eyes
I'm mesmerized by the picture that's in my mind

Tell me when I'll finally see your shallow heart
For what it is
'Cause I don't want to keep on believin' in illusions

No no no

Cause I've seen your act
And I know all the facts
I'm still in love with who I wish you were

It ain't hard to see
Who you are underneath
I'm still in love with who I wish you were
I wish you were here

Sometimes I can't explain
And I'm so sorry that I can't
I'll try to concentrate
On your true identity

Cause I've seen your act
And I know all the facts
I'm still in love with who I wish you were

It ain't hard to see
Who you are underneath
I'm still in love with who I wish you were

I've seen your act
And I know all the facts
I'm still in love with who I wish you were

It ain't hard to see
Who you are underneath
I'm still in love with who I wish you were

I wish you were here...

Locked

I got locked out of my own room with the key inside again. Second time. From now on, Scarfy shall be here ...

patience ...

Just have a little, patience

I'm still hurting from a love I lost,
I'm feeling your frustration,
But any minute all the pain will stop,
Just hold me close inside your arms tonight,
Don't be too hard on my emotions

Cause I, need time,
My heart is numb, has no feeling,
So while I'm still healing,
Just try and have a little patience,

I really wanna start over again,
I know you wanna be my salvation,
The one that I can always depend,

I'll try to be strong, believe me,
I'm trying to move on,
It's complicated but understand me,

Cause I, need time,
My heart is numb has no feeling,
So while I'm still healing,
Just try and have a little patience yeah,

Have a little patience, Yeah

Cause this scar runs so deep,
It's been hard,
But I have to believe,

Have a little patience,
Have a little patience,

wooh

Cause I, I just need time,
My heart is numb has no feeling,
So while I'm still healing,
Just try, and have a little patience,

Have a little patience,
My heart is numb has no feeling,
So while I'm still healing
Just try and have a little... Patience

saturdays

I drank 4 tall cans yesterday. Looks like beer here could actually get me drunk. That's great news. I can't remember anything about yesterday. But now that I’m awake, it feels really low. Never thought that I could feel like this. I use to think I could be ok with everything, apparently that’s not true now. I can't cheat my stupid mind still.

It was a nice night yesterday. Lots of friends just sitting down and drinking and playing cards. I need more distractions as such. It's a weekend, this second personality in my head tends to be suicidal during weekends.

I hope I’ll be able to go to the library today. It's been a while since I had a good book to read.

8 4 6

We just bought 8 cans of beer for 6 pounds. I’m looking forward to getting intoxicated with alcohol. It has worked out for me before, when I had too much in my mind. It's good to get drunk, to forget about all those things I’ve been putting into my mind, all the memories I’m trying so hard to put a chain on. It is all very contradictive. I need a minute to breathe normal but I never want to lose a single piece of memory I have because it’s all I have. She’s left me with nothing.

Let’s hope the alcohol here is as good as it is back home. Laughing out loud but my heart is indeed always thinking about the past and crying away. I may sound like a weak, gay lil child, because I probably am. It’s not that I’m desperately wanting everyone to like me. But just for everyone to leave me alone and be fine by myself. Stop telling me again and again about what I no longer have.

I need to slip away desperately from all this. Everytime I sit down, I realize she’s just in my mind’s eye, reaching out for me. But it's nothing of that sort in the real world.

I'm finished with my bridging course. And it’s a Friday. I wish I could spend it elsewhere with someone that I truly miss. Instead, we'll be drinking away in my room. What a way to celebrate. Happy birthday to you. I wish I could say it to you personally but that would only ruin your day. I’m not sorry because I’ve done nothing wrong.

Looking forward to getting drunk. Goodnight.

Improve

Lately, I've noticed so many flaws within me that I could probably improve. I was just told that my english was crappy and there was plenty of room for improvement. English is my only real language and if it's really in such dire need of improvement, I'm disappointed.

Kien Wei's response to swan attacks:

'Can you speak english like how i speak mandarin? Because English is my second language!'

Victor trying to put out the fire with kerosene:

'What's your seconds language? Kien Wei can speak english as second language! What can you speak? Doric ah? That is not second language, that is a dialect. Can you speak your dialect like I can speak dialect. Wah si Hokkien lang!'

My reaction:

I don't have any dialect, no second language and my english sucks ...

... what a day.

*Roll Eyes*

Benny says:
can i ask u something? ur hindu right? i mean ...ur tamil right! sorry

You have just sent a nudge.

Kumar says:
yeah? i am hindu AND tamil

Benny says:
shit

Kumar says:
if that's your question!

Benny says:
no thats not my question. er ... hindu is a religion, tamil is a race right?

Kumar says:
yeah i know!

Benny says:
okok, next question, hahaha.

Kumar says:
lolz

Benny says:
tamil got wat superstition relating health practice ar?

Kumar says:
hahahahaha.....hilarious!

Benny says:
ei fast la

Kumar says:
i'm not sure....it's not tamil ppl's superstitions...it more like indian or sri lankan ppl's superstitions

Benny says:
shit .... this pic of u.... is it in some wanted list for tamil tiger?
<-----------------

Kumar says:
yeah it is!

Benny says:
er .. oko k ... so what indian superstition u got for me
?

Kumar says:
they r hunting me down, i'm damn scared! dunno....some hindus believe measles is caused by a particular god being angry with you or something like that.

Benny says:
sigh
u are no help at all

Kumar says:
WTH? u asking randomly, gimme an example

Benny says:
ok ok... u know like malay got bomoh to heal disease, so indian got wat?

Kumar says:
i have NOOOO idea on the influence of qatari culture on health and healthcare ok!!! i'm dying here! what's bomoh?? sorry!

Benny says:
qatari sound like some fencing society name

Kumar says:
like a witch is it? huh?

Benny says:
yea ... witch .... like blair witch project

Kumar says:
hehehe....indians dun hv...as far as i know. indians only got ayruvedic medicine. like herbal medicine

Benny says:
i know la. can u help me ar?

Kumar says:
most indians are modern now....very western like!
lolz
how?

Benny says:
no la ... the place i stay damn lot of non modern macha wei ... and i stay near city somemore

Kumar says:
ya la...malaysia got damn lot of non modern macha looking ppl....but they take modern medicine ma!

Benny says:
aiyo ... ur not helping at all wei

Kumar says:
SORRY! i'm not indian remember!

Benny says:
tell me some health belief !!! i damn confuse now wei ... wat are u?

Kumar says:
i am srilankan!

Benny says:
then ur tamil right

Kumar says:
its like singapore and malaysia

Benny says:
if ur tamil then u are related to the indian people

Kumar says:
yeah i'm srilankan, tamil and hindu!

Benny says:
then u can tell me some health beliefs!

Kumar says:
no srilankan tamil different, indian tamil is different

Benny says:
aiyo .. dude ... ur no help at all wei

Kumar says:
health beliefs i dunno....cos i dun believe in the primitive health beliefs lah! seriously, u r asking the wrong person....i dunno any health beliefs. i take modern medicine. lolz

Benny says:
shits ... i guess thats what i get for asking a tamil tiger ... its do or die ... shoot or get shot

Kumar says:
but i gave u an example in the beginning right

Benny says:
no need belief wan

Kumar says:
about the measles thing

Benny says:
ok la. thanks for your measle

Kumar says:
yeah, i'm gonna shoot you soon!

Benny says:
woo ... scary ... i shall turn u to WHO ... u got qatari measles

Kumar says:
too bad, i cud have asked my parents, but they'll be sleepling by now. qatar got no measles wei

Benny says:
ask ur parents to shoot me? u coward

Kumar says:
no u silly!!! i could have asked my parents for the stupid health beliefs of tamils# .lolz. gud luck with the presentation!

Benny says:
dun u dare screw with my presentation!! or else i attack ur presentation.

Kumar says:
like how!!!

Benny says:
i say u got measles
go do ur work
bye!
X)
thank you
DISCLAIMER: Kevin did not intend to insult any race or religious beliefs ...

How do you know your percussion is correct?

You percuss over my phone with the correct technique and strength over the correct place. The phone will then vibrate and tell you the time. How cool is that?

Rebounds

What's a rebound?
Unfortunately, its not me.

Yea, rebounds do protect you from the crushing blow of being left but it's not real nor is it meant to last. But it's a great form of palliative care. You'll feel great and stop thinking about the past.

But ...
Unfortunately, it's not me.

The other side

It was a different kind of day. I woke up facing the other side of my bed. It hasn't stopped raining since morning until evening just now. I smiled throughout the whole day. Where I would be pessimistic usually, I make stupid comments, positive none the less. I wore a different shirt to the hospital, which I’ve never worn to school before. Instead of being asked questions by specialist or doctors, I’m the one interrupting them and talking during the silence. When no one could hear me, I shouted out instead of keeping quiet. I turned off the heater and put up with the cold. I’ve always talked about making a change, now I’m changing and switching trains of thoughts. I know no one will call me but I make the effort to call my friends. I usually walk in front or be the last but this time I find someone to walk side by side with. I'm starting again to be my old self. This other side of me that I haven't seen for almost half a year. Hello to the other side. But one thing will never change for sure. When I feel the need to think about a girl I love, I just think she'll come back one day. Just maybe ...

I could certainly play this!

I can play this already:









I could learn to play this:







My favourite, the saddest piece of ballade I've ever listened to. If you like piano pieces, go watch 'The Pianist'. Its about this pianist that was Jewish and had to keep on running from the Nazis. At the beginning of the movie, he was playing in a radio studio with his friends and his brother was there. At the end of the movie, he survived it all. He played back at the same studio, but everyone was dead including his brother. He and his friend was the only Jew that remained. Its a real story. I love it.


I want to be able to play 30 seconds of any of these before i die:

catheter and miss marie

I finished another round of catheter teaching today. It was fun having to think which hand is sterile and which is not, how to manipulate things without having to touch them, holding penises at a 45 degree angle, holding the labial folds open. The models were certainly very patient with us. And there was hardly enough time to practice. It was bank holiday today. Miss Dorothy had to keep the Clinical Skills Center open for us. How kind of her.

We visited the geriatric hospital in Woodend in the afternoon. Note to self, bus 23 from Westburn gets you there!

The hospital for the elderly is amazing. Nothing like what we have in Malaysia. The same goes for the patients there. Ever ready to interact and help us learn. And Miss Marie was lovely. Made us feel so at home. And for the first time, murmurs were really easy to pick up and figure out. Just yesterday i had a chat with a friend in Manchester, telling her how cold the doctors were around here. Seems like there are nice warm ones here as well. That's good to know.

Not a bad day indeed...

Guitar Hero

My neighbour appears to be guitar hero. Its 1 am and i have to wake up at 7 am. Mercy.

What do i do now that I'm awake? I've already spent my weekends thinking about non sensible things. Why torture me for another few more hours?

you're no good to me

I never feared the unexpected
'Till I found myself in this peculiar place
Unaware of where I was headed
Turns out it was your footsteps I had chased

Well I should know so much better than this
But you've occupied the center of my universe

I'm moving in reverse
Under your mighty curse
I hate myself for loving you
I turn my head away
But my heart will remain
'Till the day I learn you're No Good for me

It's illogical and it's outrageous
The way I let you keep me hangin' on
Your character is that contagious
I know I should have thought before I had done
I've gone and let my impulse be my guide
And on that note I'll be defenseless for some time

I'm moving in reverse
Under your mighty curse
I hate myself for loving you
I turn my head away
But my heart will remain
'Till the day I learn you're No Good for me

Hey you there keep your distance
Don't you come around here
Don't test my patience baby
'Cause I aint gonna let you off easy

I'm moving in reverse
Under your mighty curse
I hate myself for loving you
I turn my head away
But my heart will remain
'Till the day I learn you're No Good
'Till the day I learn you're No Good
'Till the day I learn you're No Good for me

You're No Good, you're No good, you're No Good, you're No Good for me
You're No Good, you're No good, you're No Good for me

Ooh you're No Good
Ooh you're No Good
You're no good for me.

Left 4 Dead

Kien Wei's game statistics:

Number of times incapacitated: 10

Hours played: 1 hour 7 minutes

Amount of damage taken: 3000 (equivalent to 30 health packs)

Accuracy: 20% (he might as well have no crosshair)

Favourite weapon used: None, melee attack. No force like brute force.

Creatures he used melee on: Infected ones, hunter, witch, TANKER.

Torcher Parade 2009

The statue on the left most is suppose to be the academy awards.

Creepy dude

Powerpuff girls.


Wall E

This croc got into the bus with us. And she has a friend which was her body. But she kinda looked like a worm. Everyone in the bus was laughing silly. And he had such trouble walking around in the bus.

The starting point.


Guitar Hero.

Movie Society .... I think.

A dog suddenly poped out of this lady's bag. And it was adorable.

Very pretty lass with a mask, walking by to collect coins for charity.

Bicycle club.

Uruk-hai and the White Wizard.

This girl reminds me of caryn, the way she smiles, teeth baring and the dimples just melts my heart everytime.

Went on to watch X-men. It's funny how I could associate everything to a certain someone, no matter how unrelated or vague it is. I'm still in love and wish she was here. Wolverine, to love someone and not be able to see or touch her. Very much still in love.