Dear J
Hi, how have you been? I am sorry that I have not been writing to you in a long while. I kinda lost your contacts so I am writing to you in the most bizziare way I can think of. (No one visits here anyway...)
Anyway, I have been alright. If you read down, you'll see that I had been at camp last weekend. It was good. After my friend left, my other friends came on the next boat. Somehow to me, they are the sunrays that were seeping through that cloudy morning. I am really grateful as they were the few who helped me pass my exams last year. Unlike you, who conveniently disappeared to some European state. Sheesh.
Haha. Anyway, that day turned out pretty good considering that it was such a gloomy morning. I keep using that word... I cannot think of a better one. Dark. Dementoric. Apocalyptic. Anyway, I took part in the tug-of-war later that day, which to this day made me ache all over. It is probably my punishment for not keeping fit as I should have. Remember that annoying belly that you always talked about and like to make fun of? Well, I have it now...
That night we played cards, and then head to the pub. The music was nice. Very dancable, very relaxing. Oh, and it was on an astroturf. I took off my sandals and danced barefooted. It is a feeling that I have not felt in a very long time and it made me remenisce about my days back in Singapore... I remembered bringing you there, so you should know what I mean.
It was pretty much the same from then on. Got home all tired and broken...
And this week is assignment week. All of it is due this Friday. Even so, I don't know why I found the time to have dinner and coffee with a few friends last night. We talked about life in general, starting from the Big Bang... Evolution vs creationism... our younger days and upbringing... growing up with taxes and morgages... to eventually death. At the end of it, I do not know why, but I felt that I wouldn't mind dying tomorrow. I mean, not only do I escape the fear of handing up assignments on Friday, but not to suffer all the pains and despair of the world. I doubt that anyone would mourn for me, nor do I want them to.
Which also brings me to what a friend told me. Live life with no regrets. I would certainly regret not saying how I feel to this particular girl. I do, feel like I want to spend every giving minute with her as though I were to die the next. I wish I can muster that courage to do that. I wish I had more fear of not knowing, than the fear of being rejected. I wish, I wish...
Anyway, enough from me. I do wish you read this and reply me soon. Do take care.
Ken Rhee
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Thursday, April 23, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Post Camp
I have a feeling that Blizzard has my timetable with them, coz they release major patches when I am not free. They released WotLK a week before my finals last year... and this time, they released 3.1 the week with my camp on the weekend.
Brief outline of patch 3.1:
Ul-doo-ar raid finally opens with new bosses and hard modes. Mobs actually are HARD to go through. Bosses are harder and much more fun.
New gear, especially T8 and legendary healing mace.
Argent tornament, new means to get pets and mounts. I still do not understand the story behind it as I was too busy to explore it.
Spell/talent revamp. Mana regen nerf. I hate it, but I hope my build is still viable as before.
So there's all these new changes but I have not fully emmersed myself in all of it. Heck, due to some changes in schedule, I don't actually have time to do more than just the raid this week. Somehow I get a feeling that these are all signs that God doesn't want me playing anymore >.< Right... and the reason why I was away during the weekend: 6th Year CAMP! Originally from another batch, I started out only know a handful of people there. I got there way earlier than the rest and I was so lost in that first hour. I didn't see anyone I knew and I don't know who the rest were, so I could not find where we were supposed to meet. Only when I saw familiar faces at the registration booth that I calmed down and started enjoying myself with the food and drinks. I probably drank too much wine too fast, and I ended up with a headache for the rest of the afternoon. A slight mishap, but I immediately I made new friends. As the sun was setting, we finally made our way to the boat to get to the island. This boat was different from the one I was on last year, and there were no seats out in the open. So I couldn't get a good shot of the sunset, but this was the only thing I could muster.
The stars were emerging as we started our walk from the jetty to the dorms. I got my wish, somewhat... to walk under the stars with her. We finally made our way to the dorms. The first thing I noticed were the herd of Quokkas in the courtyard. Last year, I really wanted to get good shots of quokkas, but this overabundance was just scary. Anyway, we all found beds to sleep in (I got a single room which was good) and we got ready for the night's party. Dress code: Mad Hatters.
There was supposed to be a prize for the best hat, so I put a little bit more effort into making mine. Sadly it didn't win me the prize, but I had fun. There were really good hats, and there were party hats on the table for those who were lazy to bring their own. After dinner, we all hung around gossiping, chatting, getting quokka's drunk, etc... What I really wanted at that point in time was to leave the rowdy drunk crowd and head to the beach and walk in the cold sand with the stars in the sky. It was sad to go alone, so I didn't. Sigh.
We ended up playing asshole 'big two' which I do not like at all. The fundamental flaw in the game is the winner usually stays the winner and it is hard for the loser to move up. Although I was very much against the game, I joined in anyway. I remained in the lower half of the rankings and hated it. Luckily, they did not include shots of vodka as a punishment just yet. However, when we DID include it, some of us were too tired to continue. heh.
The night was horrible. My room was at the entrance, so there were too many people walking in and out shouting and laughing every now and then. It took me a while to get sleep in the end, but I managed to in the end. UNFORTUNATELY, I was plagued by unpleasant dreams.
The next morning, I got up to a gloomy morning. The weather forcast was said to be thunderstorm in the late morning, and I can sense the incoming storm. In all directions, you can see the rain falling in the distance. There was only small patches of sky, and occasionally we'll see a ray of golden sun seeping through, reminding me that there is always light in time of despair... cheezey, but there it was. We walked her to the jetty that gloomy morning, as she was leaving on the early boat. We said our goodbyes and I was really sad to see her go...
Brief outline of patch 3.1:
Ul-doo-ar raid finally opens with new bosses and hard modes. Mobs actually are HARD to go through. Bosses are harder and much more fun.
New gear, especially T8 and legendary healing mace.
Argent tornament, new means to get pets and mounts. I still do not understand the story behind it as I was too busy to explore it.
Spell/talent revamp. Mana regen nerf. I hate it, but I hope my build is still viable as before.
So there's all these new changes but I have not fully emmersed myself in all of it. Heck, due to some changes in schedule, I don't actually have time to do more than just the raid this week. Somehow I get a feeling that these are all signs that God doesn't want me playing anymore >.< Right... and the reason why I was away during the weekend: 6th Year CAMP! Originally from another batch, I started out only know a handful of people there. I got there way earlier than the rest and I was so lost in that first hour. I didn't see anyone I knew and I don't know who the rest were, so I could not find where we were supposed to meet. Only when I saw familiar faces at the registration booth that I calmed down and started enjoying myself with the food and drinks. I probably drank too much wine too fast, and I ended up with a headache for the rest of the afternoon. A slight mishap, but I immediately I made new friends. As the sun was setting, we finally made our way to the boat to get to the island. This boat was different from the one I was on last year, and there were no seats out in the open. So I couldn't get a good shot of the sunset, but this was the only thing I could muster.
The stars were emerging as we started our walk from the jetty to the dorms. I got my wish, somewhat... to walk under the stars with her. We finally made our way to the dorms. The first thing I noticed were the herd of Quokkas in the courtyard. Last year, I really wanted to get good shots of quokkas, but this overabundance was just scary. Anyway, we all found beds to sleep in (I got a single room which was good) and we got ready for the night's party. Dress code: Mad Hatters.
There was supposed to be a prize for the best hat, so I put a little bit more effort into making mine. Sadly it didn't win me the prize, but I had fun. There were really good hats, and there were party hats on the table for those who were lazy to bring their own. After dinner, we all hung around gossiping, chatting, getting quokka's drunk, etc... What I really wanted at that point in time was to leave the rowdy drunk crowd and head to the beach and walk in the cold sand with the stars in the sky. It was sad to go alone, so I didn't. Sigh.
We ended up playing asshole 'big two' which I do not like at all. The fundamental flaw in the game is the winner usually stays the winner and it is hard for the loser to move up. Although I was very much against the game, I joined in anyway. I remained in the lower half of the rankings and hated it. Luckily, they did not include shots of vodka as a punishment just yet. However, when we DID include it, some of us were too tired to continue. heh.
The night was horrible. My room was at the entrance, so there were too many people walking in and out shouting and laughing every now and then. It took me a while to get sleep in the end, but I managed to in the end. UNFORTUNATELY, I was plagued by unpleasant dreams.
The next morning, I got up to a gloomy morning. The weather forcast was said to be thunderstorm in the late morning, and I can sense the incoming storm. In all directions, you can see the rain falling in the distance. There was only small patches of sky, and occasionally we'll see a ray of golden sun seeping through, reminding me that there is always light in time of despair... cheezey, but there it was. We walked her to the jetty that gloomy morning, as she was leaving on the early boat. We said our goodbyes and I was really sad to see her go...
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Random stuff
I don't know what to blog about, so this is just a list of things that happened:
Again, people celebrated my birthday. Good thing was no cake. Other thing was I got Frosty for my present. Though I don't want it, but it happened and I am glad that it did. Why can't people not celebrate my birthday?
Watched countless of movies and shows. Finally getting back into Anime. I just hope there will be a batch to watch when I go to rural GP.
I organsed a BBQ for IMU-UWA student/doctors. Arrived late, left some chicken in the fridge, didn't get to talk much to the juniors, forgot my camera. Other than that, it went well... or so they say. I hope they had fun.
Finally started Uni again. And finally I can say I am a 6TH YEAR STUDENT. I was so used to saying 5th year, it takes a while getting used to. Like still writing '2008' in 2009.
Was very happy on Monday.
Again, people celebrated my birthday. Good thing was no cake. Other thing was I got Frosty for my present. Though I don't want it, but it happened and I am glad that it did. Why can't people not celebrate my birthday?
Watched countless of movies and shows. Finally getting back into Anime. I just hope there will be a batch to watch when I go to rural GP.
I organsed a BBQ for IMU-UWA student/doctors. Arrived late, left some chicken in the fridge, didn't get to talk much to the juniors, forgot my camera. Other than that, it went well... or so they say. I hope they had fun.
Finally started Uni again. And finally I can say I am a 6TH YEAR STUDENT. I was so used to saying 5th year, it takes a while getting used to. Like still writing '2008' in 2009.
Was very happy on Monday.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Curse of the Photographer
I can't sleep. It's 1am in the morning on a Tuesday.
Anyway, I decided to blog. This is what happened last Sunday.
I can't really tell you much. By random chance, I was bestowed the opportunity to organize a gathering for the IMU student/doctors that were currently in Perth. It took little planning. I kept thinking that it was easy to organise a BBQ. Get sausages, book a pit, cook, eat, leave.
I started the invites earlier in the week, giving them notice to book their calendars. Then I started thinking of what my menu should be. This was what I started out with:
Sausages
Salad
Pizza
Easy stuff. Buy sausages, buy salad + dressings, order Dominoes on that day.
Then I decided that I crave for sushi. I didn't want to order those and decided to make it instead. I still think it's not a bad idea, but the people involved would tell you it isn't. Well... I'LL DO IT AGAIN! So, the ingredients for sushi? seaweed, japanese rice, vinegar, salt, cucumber, zucchini, egg, sugar, tuna, tartar sauce, japanese mayonese. Time taken... 2hours.
As I worry that we would not have enough food, the sausages became 3 types of sausages to a total of about 50 pieces, 20 slices of bacon/ham and 20 pieces of premarinated chicken wings.
As for salads, it became coleslaw which I made, fruit salad which I made, and potato salad which Wei Kuei made. All of which had so many left over, it was my breakfast lunch and dinner for a few days.
Luckily I didn't order the pizzas.
Also, I had Evelyn make eggtarts for me. The eggtarts, though, ended up to be eggtarts and fruit tarts. Effectively, the amount of food doubled or tripled the amount I set out for at the beginning. I had so to take home all the leftovers, it's not even funny. Not to mention the bottles of coke, fruit juice, marshmallows, gummybears and Doritoes that were left unopened.
So, the bill...
Meat stuff (sausages, bacon, chicken wings)
$39.56
Sushi stuff
$17.43
Salads
$13.98
Eggtarts
$21.60
Unopened food
$25.13
Sauces/Dip
$9.80
The look of everyone's faces and the joy of having organising a BBQ?
Priceless
$127.50
Oh yeah, the title.. basically means that as a phtographer, you will never get good shots of yourself.
Anyway, I decided to blog. This is what happened last Sunday.
I can't really tell you much. By random chance, I was bestowed the opportunity to organize a gathering for the IMU student/doctors that were currently in Perth. It took little planning. I kept thinking that it was easy to organise a BBQ. Get sausages, book a pit, cook, eat, leave.
I started the invites earlier in the week, giving them notice to book their calendars. Then I started thinking of what my menu should be. This was what I started out with:
Sausages
Salad
Pizza
Easy stuff. Buy sausages, buy salad + dressings, order Dominoes on that day.
Then I decided that I crave for sushi. I didn't want to order those and decided to make it instead. I still think it's not a bad idea, but the people involved would tell you it isn't. Well... I'LL DO IT AGAIN! So, the ingredients for sushi? seaweed, japanese rice, vinegar, salt, cucumber, zucchini, egg, sugar, tuna, tartar sauce, japanese mayonese. Time taken... 2hours.
As I worry that we would not have enough food, the sausages became 3 types of sausages to a total of about 50 pieces, 20 slices of bacon/ham and 20 pieces of premarinated chicken wings.
As for salads, it became coleslaw which I made, fruit salad which I made, and potato salad which Wei Kuei made. All of which had so many left over, it was my breakfast lunch and dinner for a few days.
Luckily I didn't order the pizzas.
Also, I had Evelyn make eggtarts for me. The eggtarts, though, ended up to be eggtarts and fruit tarts. Effectively, the amount of food doubled or tripled the amount I set out for at the beginning. I had so to take home all the leftovers, it's not even funny. Not to mention the bottles of coke, fruit juice, marshmallows, gummybears and Doritoes that were left unopened.
So, the bill...
Meat stuff (sausages, bacon, chicken wings)
$39.56
Sushi stuff
$17.43
Salads
$13.98
Eggtarts
$21.60
Unopened food
$25.13
Sauces/Dip
$9.80
The look of everyone's faces and the joy of having organising a BBQ?
$127.50
Oh yeah, the title.. basically means that as a phtographer, you will never get good shots of yourself.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Train
When you type /train while playing World of Warcraft, you get one of the most annoying sounds in the game. Well, second to the gorillas in STV, at least for me...
The reason I brought it up is this train of thought I had today. It started this morning while I struggled to customize my Neverwinter Nights 2 character. I wanted to make my existing character an Arcane Archer, but it was taking so slow that I went to search online for tricks. I found the page and it gave me a really good build. I was so stucked on my previous NVN1 build with wizardry and ranger style that I did not realise that there was another arcane caster, the Bard. And instead of just a Ranger, it tells me to use a Rogue for extra skill points. I mean, wow, I never knew that. So, in other words, my build will be Rogue (3), Ranger (4), Bard (3), Arcane Archer (10). So I decided to create a new character and try it. I made a Human Rogue and built it from there. I got to the Arcane Archer part... and found out AA are only meant to me Elf or Half Elf. Sheesh. So I went on to try on my existing Character and reseting the levels and everything. Alas, no Bard coz my alignment was Lawful. So I changed that as well and then... I lost one of my followers. Screw it. I decided to start from scratch... again... and since I don't have the luxury of doing that right now, I decided to screw the game for now and uninstalled it.
After that I sought for another possible game to play. The one that I chose was The Witcher. My friend had it and I after copying an image of the DVD to my computer, I tried to run the game. I couldn't. I made a guess and thought that it was my virtual image program that was causing the problem, so I uninstalled it and installed another virtual drive. Again it didn't work. And now, I am left with 2 virtual drives with much annoyance.
I tried to get rid of it, but even uninstalling it and deleting the drive, it still comes back whenever I restart my computer. I searched the web for solutions and I luckily, the steps to remove it were easy. It didn't cause any problems after that.
I didn't want any traces of the program anymore, so I decided to scan my computer, for spyware and viruses, and to clear my registry. Each took about 40minues to complete. It was all clear though. After that was done, I was thinking, might as well clear stuff off my computer. So I went on a hunt to organise my folders and cleaning it out. After that was done, I proceeded to clear my external harddisk. I got rid of about 100mb worth of duplicated files and junk. I decided to call it because there was just too much.
As I went through my folders, I stumbled upon all my work throughout my life. From my adventures in Singapore to the dramatic IMU and the introduction UWA time. Wonderful moments captured on film, events embedded in powerpoint presentations, and journals and poems. I miss the times I had acting wild and free... sigh... While talking about things with Raj online about how crazy we were back then, I recalled the interesting stuff he used to bring us. One of them being a movie clip called Russel Peters.
So I decided to go look for that video. I had my laughs for about 20 minutes, which left me to go search for more Russel Peters. I found the CD that contained the 45 minute version and watched that. Yup, it was definitely worth it. He is just hilarious. I mean, he makes fun of all the races of the world, but nobody thinks that he is racist. I guess he opened with insulting his own race, which is the most tactful thing to do, right?
Anyway, another thing on the CD caught my eye... Stomp Out Loud. So I decided to watch that too. I wrote so many times before how much I love Stomp. Well. I STILL LOVE STOMP. After that 40 minutes of rhythmic beats I went to look for more online. I found another movie, made my the creaters of Stomp, Pulse: a Stomp Odyssey. It was about rhythmic beats of the world. It was briliant. Every nation, every history, percussion is the basis of their music. Brilliant. I so want it...
While looking through Stomp, I recalled a blog post by KenJ about a spider. I realised that other than mosquitoes, I can NEVER stomp an insect. I just can't. I have the power to do so, but I never have the heart to squish anything. I cannot imagine squishing an ant, I cannot imagine swatting a fly, I cannot imagine stepping on a spider. It's not that I am afraid of them, I just can't kill them. Call it Buddhism.
Here ends my train of thought for the day. I end with, I cannot harm another living thing.
The reason I brought it up is this train of thought I had today. It started this morning while I struggled to customize my Neverwinter Nights 2 character. I wanted to make my existing character an Arcane Archer, but it was taking so slow that I went to search online for tricks. I found the page and it gave me a really good build. I was so stucked on my previous NVN1 build with wizardry and ranger style that I did not realise that there was another arcane caster, the Bard. And instead of just a Ranger, it tells me to use a Rogue for extra skill points. I mean, wow, I never knew that. So, in other words, my build will be Rogue (3), Ranger (4), Bard (3), Arcane Archer (10). So I decided to create a new character and try it. I made a Human Rogue and built it from there. I got to the Arcane Archer part... and found out AA are only meant to me Elf or Half Elf. Sheesh. So I went on to try on my existing Character and reseting the levels and everything. Alas, no Bard coz my alignment was Lawful. So I changed that as well and then... I lost one of my followers. Screw it. I decided to start from scratch... again... and since I don't have the luxury of doing that right now, I decided to screw the game for now and uninstalled it.
After that I sought for another possible game to play. The one that I chose was The Witcher. My friend had it and I after copying an image of the DVD to my computer, I tried to run the game. I couldn't. I made a guess and thought that it was my virtual image program that was causing the problem, so I uninstalled it and installed another virtual drive. Again it didn't work. And now, I am left with 2 virtual drives with much annoyance.
I tried to get rid of it, but even uninstalling it and deleting the drive, it still comes back whenever I restart my computer. I searched the web for solutions and I luckily, the steps to remove it were easy. It didn't cause any problems after that.
I didn't want any traces of the program anymore, so I decided to scan my computer, for spyware and viruses, and to clear my registry. Each took about 40minues to complete. It was all clear though. After that was done, I was thinking, might as well clear stuff off my computer. So I went on a hunt to organise my folders and cleaning it out. After that was done, I proceeded to clear my external harddisk. I got rid of about 100mb worth of duplicated files and junk. I decided to call it because there was just too much.
As I went through my folders, I stumbled upon all my work throughout my life. From my adventures in Singapore to the dramatic IMU and the introduction UWA time. Wonderful moments captured on film, events embedded in powerpoint presentations, and journals and poems. I miss the times I had acting wild and free... sigh... While talking about things with Raj online about how crazy we were back then, I recalled the interesting stuff he used to bring us. One of them being a movie clip called Russel Peters.
So I decided to go look for that video. I had my laughs for about 20 minutes, which left me to go search for more Russel Peters. I found the CD that contained the 45 minute version and watched that. Yup, it was definitely worth it. He is just hilarious. I mean, he makes fun of all the races of the world, but nobody thinks that he is racist. I guess he opened with insulting his own race, which is the most tactful thing to do, right?
Anyway, another thing on the CD caught my eye... Stomp Out Loud. So I decided to watch that too. I wrote so many times before how much I love Stomp. Well. I STILL LOVE STOMP. After that 40 minutes of rhythmic beats I went to look for more online. I found another movie, made my the creaters of Stomp, Pulse: a Stomp Odyssey. It was about rhythmic beats of the world. It was briliant. Every nation, every history, percussion is the basis of their music. Brilliant. I so want it...
While looking through Stomp, I recalled a blog post by KenJ about a spider. I realised that other than mosquitoes, I can NEVER stomp an insect. I just can't. I have the power to do so, but I never have the heart to squish anything. I cannot imagine squishing an ant, I cannot imagine swatting a fly, I cannot imagine stepping on a spider. It's not that I am afraid of them, I just can't kill them. Call it Buddhism.
Here ends my train of thought for the day. I end with, I cannot harm another living thing.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Perth, Week 1 & 2
It's been slightly over two weeks that I have been in Perth. The place is just BEAUTIFUL. I love UWA. It is a park. It is a PARK with lovely trees and many birds. There are resident peacocks there and ducks... I just enjoy it here. It is just so calming. To tell how beautiful it is, people can actually have their weddings here in UWA. It is an open campus, where public can enjoy themselves to the many sceneries here. UWA is also situated beside the Swan River, with a small little beach and sand. The river is so wide, that it almost seem like the sea.
The first time I went to the river bank, it was with some other Malaysians studying medic in UWA. some came when they were wee small, and some only after SPM. I made new friends that day, of course not forgetting my old ones. They were a bunch of friendly people. We watch the Australia Day fireworks from the river bank. It was about 15 minutes long, with lots of beautiful colourful sparkles. After some games of Mafia and Bluff, and after the fireworks, we went to a Vietnamese restaurant for dinner and just to hang out. Before we knew it, we were the last customers in the store and we had to leave...
The second outing was at one of their house. His name is Francis. He cooks. He is sporty. He is an artist. He does well in exams. He's single. He's perfect.
Back in classes, we did a range of stuff, from things that we IMU people already knew, stuff that we were taught, but not thoroughly. So basically, we did the same things, but in greater depth. We drew blood from friends, we insert catheters into models' arms and penis, we performed CPR and defib SimMan.
I am in the middle of my Nursing attachment, and I had to bathe patients, take vital stats, gave a subcutaneous injection to a patient and make beds. It was the closest exposure I ever had. And in this point in time, I felt more confident than I was in IMU, in KKB or Seremban. There was motivation. I had something pushing me, yet it was the same clinical situation.
Next week, I get to examine women's breasts. Something I think we will never do in IMU. But maybe I am just lucky to have the right Doctor.
In short, I am enjoying myself.
It's been slightly over two weeks that I have been in Perth. The place is just BEAUTIFUL. I love UWA. It is a park. It is a PARK with lovely trees and many birds. There are resident peacocks there and ducks... I just enjoy it here. It is just so calming. To tell how beautiful it is, people can actually have their weddings here in UWA. It is an open campus, where public can enjoy themselves to the many sceneries here. UWA is also situated beside the Swan River, with a small little beach and sand. The river is so wide, that it almost seem like the sea.
The first time I went to the river bank, it was with some other Malaysians studying medic in UWA. some came when they were wee small, and some only after SPM. I made new friends that day, of course not forgetting my old ones. They were a bunch of friendly people. We watch the Australia Day fireworks from the river bank. It was about 15 minutes long, with lots of beautiful colourful sparkles. After some games of Mafia and Bluff, and after the fireworks, we went to a Vietnamese restaurant for dinner and just to hang out. Before we knew it, we were the last customers in the store and we had to leave...
The second outing was at one of their house. His name is Francis. He cooks. He is sporty. He is an artist. He does well in exams. He's single. He's perfect.
Back in classes, we did a range of stuff, from things that we IMU people already knew, stuff that we were taught, but not thoroughly. So basically, we did the same things, but in greater depth. We drew blood from friends, we insert catheters into models' arms and penis, we performed CPR and defib SimMan.
I am in the middle of my Nursing attachment, and I had to bathe patients, take vital stats, gave a subcutaneous injection to a patient and make beds. It was the closest exposure I ever had. And in this point in time, I felt more confident than I was in IMU, in KKB or Seremban. There was motivation. I had something pushing me, yet it was the same clinical situation.
Next week, I get to examine women's breasts. Something I think we will never do in IMU. But maybe I am just lucky to have the right Doctor.
In short, I am enjoying myself.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
almost one month..
There aren't much movies that I want to watch. The latest 'movie' was SuperSize me. There goes my appetite for McDonalds...
It's really gross, how business and money takes over the needs for health awarness...
Argh, I can't really think now. I'm sick now. Having running nose and sore throat. How did I get sick? Late practises and lack of rest. Stress? I don't think I was under stress, but I am still sick.
Updates:
Cheerleaing was over on Tuesday. A hectic month of IMU cup. I tried to join as much as I can and in the end it was just cheerleading. I really am messed up and angry about how people think nowadays. Especially the new batches. They think that we rigged the IMU cup when all we tried to do was to be fair. So, with all the transparency, we broke history by losing the IMU cup. oh well. On the one hand, they deserve it, on the other, I really hope they change their attitude. We were just being fair.
Anyway, we won cheerleading. I am not too happy though. Reasons too many, and not nice to mention here. My first well earned gold medal. That is good enough for me.
And the Art Competition came to a close on Friday. I am now RM50 richer, but I hoped to have gained more. Oh well, it's the best I could have done. I'm still thinking of what to do with that money. I'm thinking of using it to cover up the cost of the Return of the King soundtrack I bought a few weeks back. I guess that's where my money should go...
Well, this is all the thoughts I have to write out. Probably more to write IF i feel like it...
There aren't much movies that I want to watch. The latest 'movie' was SuperSize me. There goes my appetite for McDonalds...
It's really gross, how business and money takes over the needs for health awarness...
Argh, I can't really think now. I'm sick now. Having running nose and sore throat. How did I get sick? Late practises and lack of rest. Stress? I don't think I was under stress, but I am still sick.
Updates:
Cheerleaing was over on Tuesday. A hectic month of IMU cup. I tried to join as much as I can and in the end it was just cheerleading. I really am messed up and angry about how people think nowadays. Especially the new batches. They think that we rigged the IMU cup when all we tried to do was to be fair. So, with all the transparency, we broke history by losing the IMU cup. oh well. On the one hand, they deserve it, on the other, I really hope they change their attitude. We were just being fair.
Anyway, we won cheerleading. I am not too happy though. Reasons too many, and not nice to mention here. My first well earned gold medal. That is good enough for me.
And the Art Competition came to a close on Friday. I am now RM50 richer, but I hoped to have gained more. Oh well, it's the best I could have done. I'm still thinking of what to do with that money. I'm thinking of using it to cover up the cost of the Return of the King soundtrack I bought a few weeks back. I guess that's where my money should go...
Well, this is all the thoughts I have to write out. Probably more to write IF i feel like it...
Monday, August 29, 2005
Ages...
I've been busy. Really busy. Last week was the killer, but I survived through it. It could turn out differently, but it happened the way it happened. I guess that's fate for you.
I've submitted my narrative to apply for PMS. I read a few others and some were better, some need more. but almost all of them unique and special. It is about who the writer is anyway. Most of us probably have some reason, but I still haven't found mine yet. Truly.
What I wrote in my narrative is just the superficial part. But one part remains true, my feelings about children. Ever since that day, I can't pass by children clinging onto their mothers without thinking, "Let me impart my knowledge to the child, may he get something like what I had and having." I guess one can see it as an act of cockyness to think that I am so smart to 'impart' knowledge to. I'm not. I can't explain it, but I do it. I wish the best to them, get a good education, be thoughtful and rational, many freinds. I really do wish to see them successful. I don't know why.
Probably half of them will turn out bad, if not all of them. By bad, I mean bad. I mean drug addicts, rapists, con-men, corrupt politicians, money-minded businessmen... There is no place for sainthood in this world. It's a little sad. I really want to change and I hope I am doing it right.
I've watched House, Scrubs, and they showed one thing, that medicine is run like a business. Insurance is an important factor to see who gets the treatment first. Who has the money would get the treatment first, who has a big name gets the treatment first. Of course there are doctors like Dr. House and Dr. Cox, who defy the admin to get their patients the treatment they deserve. Who is wrong then? The admin, or the doctors who break the rules to treat the patient. Is this what separates the good doctors and the bad ones?
But still, the world has more corrupted, money minded people and how many actually genuinely want to help people anymore? After reading some narratives, I am a little happier, and I hope that those people follow what they write. It's a start.
I've been busy. Really busy. Last week was the killer, but I survived through it. It could turn out differently, but it happened the way it happened. I guess that's fate for you.
I've submitted my narrative to apply for PMS. I read a few others and some were better, some need more. but almost all of them unique and special. It is about who the writer is anyway. Most of us probably have some reason, but I still haven't found mine yet. Truly.
What I wrote in my narrative is just the superficial part. But one part remains true, my feelings about children. Ever since that day, I can't pass by children clinging onto their mothers without thinking, "Let me impart my knowledge to the child, may he get something like what I had and having." I guess one can see it as an act of cockyness to think that I am so smart to 'impart' knowledge to. I'm not. I can't explain it, but I do it. I wish the best to them, get a good education, be thoughtful and rational, many freinds. I really do wish to see them successful. I don't know why.
Probably half of them will turn out bad, if not all of them. By bad, I mean bad. I mean drug addicts, rapists, con-men, corrupt politicians, money-minded businessmen... There is no place for sainthood in this world. It's a little sad. I really want to change and I hope I am doing it right.
I've watched House, Scrubs, and they showed one thing, that medicine is run like a business. Insurance is an important factor to see who gets the treatment first. Who has the money would get the treatment first, who has a big name gets the treatment first. Of course there are doctors like Dr. House and Dr. Cox, who defy the admin to get their patients the treatment they deserve. Who is wrong then? The admin, or the doctors who break the rules to treat the patient. Is this what separates the good doctors and the bad ones?
But still, the world has more corrupted, money minded people and how many actually genuinely want to help people anymore? After reading some narratives, I am a little happier, and I hope that those people follow what they write. It's a start.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Year 5
This isn't really about studying in Singapore, but I was still in Singapore at this time. I applied to be a house tutor, which basically puts me in higher than the block head. I don't have to study, but I have to tend to the welfare of the boarders. I had to do my share of administrative matters in exchange for a free stay in Boarding. And of course I needed to support myself to LIVE in Singapore, so I set out to find work.
I went to where my seniors used to work, as they had a fun time working there and earn close to a thousand dollars a month. So I decided to work there, but all didn't turn out well. The management had already got their business running and not keen on temporary workers. My seniors had a fun time because they helped the business from it's opening days. Everyone was learning with each other and enjoyed everything together. But now, they were quite established and had difficulty training us new people.
Most of my hours were concentrated on giving out flyers at the nearby escalator. Whenever they had a slow business day, our manager would come to me and observe and critique the way I did the promotion. He would "show me the way to do things" and when the business starts getting busy, he headed back and I continued the distribution. It irritated me at first, but I had to learn. I enjoyed giving out flyers. On the one hand, I didn't have to wait on tables, but I had to stand there without a chair for ages and ages, until they decided that the traffic is too slow or the business is roaring.
There were other restaurants in the area and their employees also had their share of distributing flyers. I made a few friends that way. We just stood there, giving out flyers talking to the potential customers, and occasionally chatted with each other. Some of them were like me, waiting for their A-level results and some were still studying.
Every morning, I was there at 11am to clean up the tables and laying out the utensils. When people came, I took down orders and served them drinks. Got ready the appetisers and served them. I distributed flyers. It was MONOTONOUS yet so many things that I could not adapt to. We all had some degree of scolding, and we adjusted from time and time. We learnt new things and were thought more difficult tasks. At the end of the day, we packed up the utensils and I had to throw away the rubbish. That was my day.
When my results came back, I decided to quit. To look for other jobs. And at that time, there was the SARS outbreak. The highest paying job at that time was the medical screening in schools as it was a high risk job. My friend and I took it. We made lots, just for that few weeks. And that was my last job. The money that I earned lasted until mid-May. After that, I was living off my parent's money. I failed.
Also, after the results, we had to apply for our university courses. I wanted to do medic, or at least dentistry. And given my history of interviews, I screwed everything up again. I got Engineering. I was offered the ASEAN scholarship. I could stay in Boarding for free and get free studies PLUS allowance. (my friend, Jonathan took my place instead and is enjoying what I could have...) But I chose to do Medicine instead.
So here I am, back in Malaysia. In IMU. Studying medicine.
Thus ends my career and life in Singapore... I still think back and really feel distant from all my friends that I have made then... I miss them all...
Cheerio.
This isn't really about studying in Singapore, but I was still in Singapore at this time. I applied to be a house tutor, which basically puts me in higher than the block head. I don't have to study, but I have to tend to the welfare of the boarders. I had to do my share of administrative matters in exchange for a free stay in Boarding. And of course I needed to support myself to LIVE in Singapore, so I set out to find work.
I went to where my seniors used to work, as they had a fun time working there and earn close to a thousand dollars a month. So I decided to work there, but all didn't turn out well. The management had already got their business running and not keen on temporary workers. My seniors had a fun time because they helped the business from it's opening days. Everyone was learning with each other and enjoyed everything together. But now, they were quite established and had difficulty training us new people.
Most of my hours were concentrated on giving out flyers at the nearby escalator. Whenever they had a slow business day, our manager would come to me and observe and critique the way I did the promotion. He would "show me the way to do things" and when the business starts getting busy, he headed back and I continued the distribution. It irritated me at first, but I had to learn. I enjoyed giving out flyers. On the one hand, I didn't have to wait on tables, but I had to stand there without a chair for ages and ages, until they decided that the traffic is too slow or the business is roaring.
There were other restaurants in the area and their employees also had their share of distributing flyers. I made a few friends that way. We just stood there, giving out flyers talking to the potential customers, and occasionally chatted with each other. Some of them were like me, waiting for their A-level results and some were still studying.
Every morning, I was there at 11am to clean up the tables and laying out the utensils. When people came, I took down orders and served them drinks. Got ready the appetisers and served them. I distributed flyers. It was MONOTONOUS yet so many things that I could not adapt to. We all had some degree of scolding, and we adjusted from time and time. We learnt new things and were thought more difficult tasks. At the end of the day, we packed up the utensils and I had to throw away the rubbish. That was my day.
When my results came back, I decided to quit. To look for other jobs. And at that time, there was the SARS outbreak. The highest paying job at that time was the medical screening in schools as it was a high risk job. My friend and I took it. We made lots, just for that few weeks. And that was my last job. The money that I earned lasted until mid-May. After that, I was living off my parent's money. I failed.
Also, after the results, we had to apply for our university courses. I wanted to do medic, or at least dentistry. And given my history of interviews, I screwed everything up again. I got Engineering. I was offered the ASEAN scholarship. I could stay in Boarding for free and get free studies PLUS allowance. (my friend, Jonathan took my place instead and is enjoying what I could have...) But I chose to do Medicine instead.
So here I am, back in Malaysia. In IMU. Studying medicine.
Thus ends my career and life in Singapore... I still think back and really feel distant from all my friends that I have made then... I miss them all...
Cheerio.
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
Nah, should not give the boring start of the day stuff, I just lead a typical Ken Rhee life... Woke up late though...
Wanted to join today's practical so that I'll have more free time on Friday, but was scared of the overcrowded look in the lab and the labtechs shut the dorr on us... oh well... Caught by Yee Neng to do the banner again. Since I have the time now, I decided to help. All is well. Want to put it up today and brilliance! NO STRING!!! ah, wasted more time...
Anywaym the message i'm trying to bring across is.. THE BANNER DESIGN IS MINE, SO CRITICISE ALL YOU WANT, I STILL LIKE MY CREATION.
I am in the library wearing nothing but sandals, bermuda shorts and a t-shirt.. of course the underwear... and imu tag... I thought they stricten up the rules? HAHA, the Krazy Kreature strikes again...
BUt lesson learnt today...
Wanted to join today's practical so that I'll have more free time on Friday, but was scared of the overcrowded look in the lab and the labtechs shut the dorr on us... oh well... Caught by Yee Neng to do the banner again. Since I have the time now, I decided to help. All is well. Want to put it up today and brilliance! NO STRING!!! ah, wasted more time...
Anywaym the message i'm trying to bring across is.. THE BANNER DESIGN IS MINE, SO CRITICISE ALL YOU WANT, I STILL LIKE MY CREATION.
I am in the library wearing nothing but sandals, bermuda shorts and a t-shirt.. of course the underwear... and imu tag... I thought they stricten up the rules? HAHA, the Krazy Kreature strikes again...
BUt lesson learnt today...
Monday, March 22, 2004
Another weekend over, another painful time to get up early and go to 8am lectures... I got up normally after three tiring nightmares. I really hate them nightmares. I mean I am constantly wary of the 'being' that is always on me. I know there is a psychological reasoning behind this stupid sensation of being squashed. oh well, I am just glad it's over... I changed up and did something new, putting on my free pair of contacts. I didn't have much trouble putting them on and my eye didn't hurt as much. I guess I am getting used to it... I was 'late' so I decided to skip breakfast...
I got to school on time, but not as early as I hoped. Stupid cleaners just throw away anything they see on the floor. Can'y you see that they are IMPORTANT? I guess not, since you are just a cleaner, won't know what is the difference. It happened during the AIDS week. My beautiful poster GONE just like that. I really wish they smarten up and see what they are throwing away...
Anyway boring lectures, fell asleep twice... dashed to have my breakfast/lunch, dashed to the computer lab to print my elective report, dashed back to PBL room, hoping to get things done as soon as possible so that I can spend more time with her. But it back fires...
PBL was a more fun one today, more joking around. I like this PBL group. Not that my previous one was bad, just more study orientated. This time, though serious work is done, it's still fun. I miss Gowri though... It would be the same without her, but this is a new atmosphere I think I would enjoy, and would miss it once it's gone... I guess it gets better everytime and it all can't be the same...
PBL done, Yee Neng decides to have a meeting... I couldn't really get anything done in the meeting, my body may be there, but my mind is somewhere else, and my heart is somewhere else... As I said, my plans for today didn't go really well... All I wanted was to spend as much time as I can with her, but I am caught in the middle of different committees here and there, and I can't be as free for her as I like. I don't know what to do. As much as I want to spend time with her, I also want these things to do so that I get to write something on my report card. I don't know what's the use and I don't know why I still keep doing it.
I rush back to my apartment to look after it as the workers were finally finishing Kenneth's room. Evelyn came later and she was really angry at me. I know that I am wrong, and I tried so much to apologise, but I guess I am not as thoughtful as I thought I was. I guess that this was what Sheena meant by 'taking her for granted'. I had my dose, I am guilty, I feel guilty. I want so much to change my stupid attitude. All I have is one more chance... ONE more...
The workers were done at about 1600hrs and I waited for Choon Keong and Yick Yeong to come back. As soon as they were back, I rushed back to school...
Dance practice was a bore and for me, a waste. I'm sorry that I came late, but I don't think it would make a difference if I came earlier. I danced twice or two and a half times, and slacked most of the time. Before I knew it, it was time to go. oh well.. Had dinner with Yuhana and Aishah and then, I head to the library to do some research... BORING
I got to school on time, but not as early as I hoped. Stupid cleaners just throw away anything they see on the floor. Can'y you see that they are IMPORTANT? I guess not, since you are just a cleaner, won't know what is the difference. It happened during the AIDS week. My beautiful poster GONE just like that. I really wish they smarten up and see what they are throwing away...
Anyway boring lectures, fell asleep twice... dashed to have my breakfast/lunch, dashed to the computer lab to print my elective report, dashed back to PBL room, hoping to get things done as soon as possible so that I can spend more time with her. But it back fires...
PBL was a more fun one today, more joking around. I like this PBL group. Not that my previous one was bad, just more study orientated. This time, though serious work is done, it's still fun. I miss Gowri though... It would be the same without her, but this is a new atmosphere I think I would enjoy, and would miss it once it's gone... I guess it gets better everytime and it all can't be the same...
PBL done, Yee Neng decides to have a meeting... I couldn't really get anything done in the meeting, my body may be there, but my mind is somewhere else, and my heart is somewhere else... As I said, my plans for today didn't go really well... All I wanted was to spend as much time as I can with her, but I am caught in the middle of different committees here and there, and I can't be as free for her as I like. I don't know what to do. As much as I want to spend time with her, I also want these things to do so that I get to write something on my report card. I don't know what's the use and I don't know why I still keep doing it.
I rush back to my apartment to look after it as the workers were finally finishing Kenneth's room. Evelyn came later and she was really angry at me. I know that I am wrong, and I tried so much to apologise, but I guess I am not as thoughtful as I thought I was. I guess that this was what Sheena meant by 'taking her for granted'. I had my dose, I am guilty, I feel guilty. I want so much to change my stupid attitude. All I have is one more chance... ONE more...
The workers were done at about 1600hrs and I waited for Choon Keong and Yick Yeong to come back. As soon as they were back, I rushed back to school...
Dance practice was a bore and for me, a waste. I'm sorry that I came late, but I don't think it would make a difference if I came earlier. I danced twice or two and a half times, and slacked most of the time. Before I knew it, it was time to go. oh well.. Had dinner with Yuhana and Aishah and then, I head to the library to do some research... BORING
Saturday, March 20, 2004
Well, today is a short day, right? WRONG. I woke up the normal time and ironed out my labcoat. What they said yesterday was that our labcoats were supposed to be well pressed so I took extra effort to actually iron out all the creases. I noted that it's harder to iron the labcoat as it is l-o-n-g-e-r than the normal shirts that I have and have to move the labcoat accordingly on the ironing board and waste precious time... Anyway, I got to uni still on time.
The banner was missing, slight panic. Calmed down later when Yee Neng told me where it was... dang all my hard work. And to think just the night before, Nam Fei was telling me that we were supposed to send the design to the SAD for approval before starting on it. ALL MY HARD WORK!!! oh, well, it's all done and over with.
Lecturer was Dr. Thani, counted 61 "as such" and I think I am getting bored with it. I need to get some concentration done. After that, we had Q&A, and Dr. Vishna came in to tell us more stories! Dr. Thani also voiced out his opinion about Q&A sessions and wasted quite a lot of precious time...
I dashed to the computer lab to get my report online. Then, I went over to Puchong to get the pictures and typing done. I tried so hard to concentrate, but I only manage to finish typing my section and still have te editting to do. oh bother bother. I couldn't print them out to be binded and I still needed the cover.
I overshot my time and went for the later lab session instead of my scheduled one. It wasn't as bad, attendance was taken, but I couldn't sign my name as my name WASN'T there!!! I had to explain myself to Dr. Thani and he ask me to see the office to get my name signed. All is well, and I could even signed for Steven. I hope it gets cleared. Back to the Lab. Dr. Thani did mostly talking and showing some pictures that only the eyes of a pathologist would understand. Okay, I see some red dots there, lighter than the rest... oh, what are they called? Red blood cells, you say? wow, better write that down... and what about that yellow coloured thing? Air spaces! Excellent! *scribble, scribble* And all the black dots? oh, some are lymphocytes and the others are nucleus of other cells... I don't see a difference...
When it ended, I went to collect my new glasses. I still cannot find my old one. And I beg to anyone who has any idea on where it is PLEASE return them to me... I bought one that looked as close as possible to my old ones, hoping that it will make me look as nice as it did with the original pair. She says I look cute. I'm happy. It has a tight fitting and I had slight dizziness... oh well, I have to get used to them.
Later, I went to the pasar malam to buy vcd's, dinner, breakfast, and some fruits for desert. They had a raid and I had to wait til the DBKL people leave the area so that the stalls will open up again. It really looked cool to a certain extent when the vendors all have earphones in their ears and standing there trying to look cool. weird, but cool.
After that, we went back to Vista and sat in the car talking. She took my glasses to try them on, and wow... She does look nice in them. But then, maybe it was the light... haha... well, tomorrow is another day...
The banner was missing, slight panic. Calmed down later when Yee Neng told me where it was... dang all my hard work. And to think just the night before, Nam Fei was telling me that we were supposed to send the design to the SAD for approval before starting on it. ALL MY HARD WORK!!! oh, well, it's all done and over with.
Lecturer was Dr. Thani, counted 61 "as such" and I think I am getting bored with it. I need to get some concentration done. After that, we had Q&A, and Dr. Vishna came in to tell us more stories! Dr. Thani also voiced out his opinion about Q&A sessions and wasted quite a lot of precious time...
I dashed to the computer lab to get my report online. Then, I went over to Puchong to get the pictures and typing done. I tried so hard to concentrate, but I only manage to finish typing my section and still have te editting to do. oh bother bother. I couldn't print them out to be binded and I still needed the cover.
I overshot my time and went for the later lab session instead of my scheduled one. It wasn't as bad, attendance was taken, but I couldn't sign my name as my name WASN'T there!!! I had to explain myself to Dr. Thani and he ask me to see the office to get my name signed. All is well, and I could even signed for Steven. I hope it gets cleared. Back to the Lab. Dr. Thani did mostly talking and showing some pictures that only the eyes of a pathologist would understand. Okay, I see some red dots there, lighter than the rest... oh, what are they called? Red blood cells, you say? wow, better write that down... and what about that yellow coloured thing? Air spaces! Excellent! *scribble, scribble* And all the black dots? oh, some are lymphocytes and the others are nucleus of other cells... I don't see a difference...
When it ended, I went to collect my new glasses. I still cannot find my old one. And I beg to anyone who has any idea on where it is PLEASE return them to me... I bought one that looked as close as possible to my old ones, hoping that it will make me look as nice as it did with the original pair. She says I look cute. I'm happy. It has a tight fitting and I had slight dizziness... oh well, I have to get used to them.
Later, I went to the pasar malam to buy vcd's, dinner, breakfast, and some fruits for desert. They had a raid and I had to wait til the DBKL people leave the area so that the stalls will open up again. It really looked cool to a certain extent when the vendors all have earphones in their ears and standing there trying to look cool. weird, but cool.
After that, we went back to Vista and sat in the car talking. She took my glasses to try them on, and wow... She does look nice in them. But then, maybe it was the light... haha... well, tomorrow is another day...
Thursday, March 18, 2004
18th March 2004, Thrusday (KrazyKreaturez's Journal)
Today is a busy day, as was yesterday. And the day before, now thtat I think of it... Anyway, today was a busy day. I started out earlier, as I did yesterday, at about 0645hrs. I ironed my shirt and washed up. I rushed to the auditorium and found the audi EMPTY!!! Rare occasion in the wee hour of the day (0715hrs), but there are people there. Only recognised Victor, Renuka...
Anyway, I set out to do what I came for, I laid the white 6mx4m cloth and brought out my chalks. Okay, how do I start? I mean, all I had was an idea in my head and a rough black and white sketch. But I carry on anyway, hoping my imagination will be as good as I hope it will be. I drew the hourglass. Darn, i finish my 2 inch chalk. At this rate, I'm screwed...
I ran out of chalk. By the time I decided to stop drawing, the Audi was half full.. half empty, depending on which side you are talking about. Oh well, I shall get on with it another time.
Lecture starts and again, I find myself counting the number of 'as such' again. 62 this time, but I am a bit confused about the exact number as whenever my mind wonders off for a while, I don't listen to him. This isn't a good sign as I don't get the information being presented, but I hope that I can cover it later in life, before Summ1. Next was Dr. Vishna and her carefree lecture on B-lymphocytes and antibodies. I almost got what she was saying this time... And she ended her lecture with a story of her being scared of animals. Cruelty to animals, but we can't avoid it. I mean I LOVE animals, but I know how important it is for the researchers to use them. Research on animals is important and 'better' than using acutal humans, but not many people seem to realise this. All they can see is "Oh, poor animals..." "They were so kewt..."
Then was PBL. I don't know how effective having PBL's are though. I used to be from a group that gives out handout so that we don't really need to copy anything. But this time, the material is voluntarily given out. I decided not to give any out this time as there isn't much to say and I'm not really sure on what it is. Adding to the fact that I have been busy this WHOLE week, I don't have time to actually research thoroughly... Anyway, I thought it was quite good and the rest were as good and boring...
After PBL, at 1300hrs I had a meeting with the Dance Club Committee. They basically want us to perform some dances for the recruitment drive, as with last sem. I get to dance in at least 2 of them. oh wow, oh joy... And I finally get to see the committee for this sem. The tall Pharmacy girl is actually the VP... odd... but oh well...
Later at 1400hrs, CSU!!! Yeah, session was scary, not knowing what to expect and fearing the worst. It turned out quite well, and I guess anything always can be better. I forgot to bring my tape, so I forced Steven to be the Doctor this time. As we waited for our turn, we went through the question and I don't know why, though I feel more insecure, I seem to know what to do, more than he did, but he did an okay job though. I'm getting too big a nose now... Later at the debriefing, my nose shrinks smaller... I feel so unknowledgable. And I seem to know nothing at all, except what other students told me before this.
When everything was done, I got onto doing the banner paint job. I did most of the hourglass as only I knew of what I wanted. DUH The rest helped out and I really thank them. Especially the 'moral support' I needed... The banner would be up soon, and I am proud to have left a legacy.. heh heh heh...
Now I sit here trying to write the elective report... Editing is more like it though.. haha
Today is a busy day, as was yesterday. And the day before, now thtat I think of it... Anyway, today was a busy day. I started out earlier, as I did yesterday, at about 0645hrs. I ironed my shirt and washed up. I rushed to the auditorium and found the audi EMPTY!!! Rare occasion in the wee hour of the day (0715hrs), but there are people there. Only recognised Victor, Renuka...
Anyway, I set out to do what I came for, I laid the white 6mx4m cloth and brought out my chalks. Okay, how do I start? I mean, all I had was an idea in my head and a rough black and white sketch. But I carry on anyway, hoping my imagination will be as good as I hope it will be. I drew the hourglass. Darn, i finish my 2 inch chalk. At this rate, I'm screwed...
I ran out of chalk. By the time I decided to stop drawing, the Audi was half full.. half empty, depending on which side you are talking about. Oh well, I shall get on with it another time.
Lecture starts and again, I find myself counting the number of 'as such' again. 62 this time, but I am a bit confused about the exact number as whenever my mind wonders off for a while, I don't listen to him. This isn't a good sign as I don't get the information being presented, but I hope that I can cover it later in life, before Summ1. Next was Dr. Vishna and her carefree lecture on B-lymphocytes and antibodies. I almost got what she was saying this time... And she ended her lecture with a story of her being scared of animals. Cruelty to animals, but we can't avoid it. I mean I LOVE animals, but I know how important it is for the researchers to use them. Research on animals is important and 'better' than using acutal humans, but not many people seem to realise this. All they can see is "Oh, poor animals..." "They were so kewt..."
Then was PBL. I don't know how effective having PBL's are though. I used to be from a group that gives out handout so that we don't really need to copy anything. But this time, the material is voluntarily given out. I decided not to give any out this time as there isn't much to say and I'm not really sure on what it is. Adding to the fact that I have been busy this WHOLE week, I don't have time to actually research thoroughly... Anyway, I thought it was quite good and the rest were as good and boring...
After PBL, at 1300hrs I had a meeting with the Dance Club Committee. They basically want us to perform some dances for the recruitment drive, as with last sem. I get to dance in at least 2 of them. oh wow, oh joy... And I finally get to see the committee for this sem. The tall Pharmacy girl is actually the VP... odd... but oh well...
Later at 1400hrs, CSU!!! Yeah, session was scary, not knowing what to expect and fearing the worst. It turned out quite well, and I guess anything always can be better. I forgot to bring my tape, so I forced Steven to be the Doctor this time. As we waited for our turn, we went through the question and I don't know why, though I feel more insecure, I seem to know what to do, more than he did, but he did an okay job though. I'm getting too big a nose now... Later at the debriefing, my nose shrinks smaller... I feel so unknowledgable. And I seem to know nothing at all, except what other students told me before this.
When everything was done, I got onto doing the banner paint job. I did most of the hourglass as only I knew of what I wanted. DUH The rest helped out and I really thank them. Especially the 'moral support' I needed... The banner would be up soon, and I am proud to have left a legacy.. heh heh heh...
Now I sit here trying to write the elective report... Editing is more like it though.. haha
Saturday, March 13, 2004
12th March 2004, Friday (KrazyKreaturez's Journal)
Argh.. things can't get any worse... What a day to fall sick. Yesterday, I woke up from a nap felling really really nasty and my throat was dry and painful. Liquid oozing out of my nose and slightly blurred vision. A little difficulty in breathing and slight cough. Anybody care to make a diagnose??
Today I feel slightly better, but it is just a relative term. I went to lecture and I realised something... It's hard to concentrate during lectures if there is a dozen things going in your head: Problems with ex, Lecture to understand, Posters and Banners to think of, Video advert to make, Stupid flu, don't want to infect others, Counting the number of "as such" (which totals to 71 this time), Where are my darn glasses, I can't see much without them! Am I fat? Does this windbreaker make me look fat?, new club Elena wants to start, does thinking this much make me look stressed and making my illness worse?
Anyway, getting e-mail from Celia again. I hope i can come up with the list soon so that I will finally get to see my cards... gosh, does Goldberry look nice... haha Radagast looks horried!!!
Yeah, I also went to see the doctor this morning. Wonderful chap. Basically went through all the chit chat, history taking, basic stuff. Cost me RM12 for Vit-C, runny nose pills, Lozenges and cough syrup. I gotta find out the medic names for them now.. haha...
Went back with a feeling of not doing anything at all. I felt so bad... Dance class was later, but I really didn't feel like doing anything because there will only be the three of us going. I fell asleep frustratedly only to wake up to find Evelyn at my doorstep. She walked all the way from Pearl Point to Vista. How more miserable can I make myself feel? Anyway, we went to the dance class anyway with Vasan and 'enjoyed' ourselves... Had dinner and then went back to IMU.
To make matters worse I felt a ping of unfairness at work with the politics of IMU... sigh...
I conclude by saying there is never a day where all good things happen, but there are days where all bad things will happen. of course there is also a dose of good things happening in midst of bad things... And to safely say that I enjoyed the day, the little quantity of good must override the quality of the numerous bad things that happen.
Argh.. things can't get any worse... What a day to fall sick. Yesterday, I woke up from a nap felling really really nasty and my throat was dry and painful. Liquid oozing out of my nose and slightly blurred vision. A little difficulty in breathing and slight cough. Anybody care to make a diagnose??
Today I feel slightly better, but it is just a relative term. I went to lecture and I realised something... It's hard to concentrate during lectures if there is a dozen things going in your head: Problems with ex, Lecture to understand, Posters and Banners to think of, Video advert to make, Stupid flu, don't want to infect others, Counting the number of "as such" (which totals to 71 this time), Where are my darn glasses, I can't see much without them! Am I fat? Does this windbreaker make me look fat?, new club Elena wants to start, does thinking this much make me look stressed and making my illness worse?
Anyway, getting e-mail from Celia again. I hope i can come up with the list soon so that I will finally get to see my cards... gosh, does Goldberry look nice... haha Radagast looks horried!!!
Yeah, I also went to see the doctor this morning. Wonderful chap. Basically went through all the chit chat, history taking, basic stuff. Cost me RM12 for Vit-C, runny nose pills, Lozenges and cough syrup. I gotta find out the medic names for them now.. haha...
Went back with a feeling of not doing anything at all. I felt so bad... Dance class was later, but I really didn't feel like doing anything because there will only be the three of us going. I fell asleep frustratedly only to wake up to find Evelyn at my doorstep. She walked all the way from Pearl Point to Vista. How more miserable can I make myself feel? Anyway, we went to the dance class anyway with Vasan and 'enjoyed' ourselves... Had dinner and then went back to IMU.
To make matters worse I felt a ping of unfairness at work with the politics of IMU... sigh...
I conclude by saying there is never a day where all good things happen, but there are days where all bad things will happen. of course there is also a dose of good things happening in midst of bad things... And to safely say that I enjoyed the day, the little quantity of good must override the quality of the numerous bad things that happen.
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
Woke up late, iron clothes messily... But still managed to get to Lecture on time. It seems strange that only half the Audi was full for no reason. Is it because the Audi has a greater capacity or that less people are attending the lecture? Anyway, Sheena was wearing almost the same colour code as I did... Freaky.... But then, so did Evelyn, though the opposite...
The first lecture was quite boring, as it was mostly introduction and nothing important (I think). But I managed to stay awake and when I looked behind me, I noticed that about a third of the class were sleeping too!! haha. The second lecture was better. Notice the word, BETTER meaning not necessary good. I didn't fall asleep again! I'm so proud of myself!!!
After lecture, we went to Dome for lunch... Worse idea we ever had. I rather have stayed in Uni to do my PBL and research for elective. And also blog and Utopia... cost me RM27 and I will never ever go to Dome ever again unless I am fully treated or at least a 50% discount. Gowri owes big time... Nevertheless, I had a great time with Evelyn, bought her the pair of Jeans that she wanted for SO long. She finally found it and she was ever so happy... Then the two of us went looking around, at Memory Lane and stuff like that.
MPH doesn't have books that I want, but almost tempted to buy Jurassic Park and Lost World for less then RM25...
Tried to study again, but can't. No materials... But stayed with Evelyn til it was time to go. Now going back to sleep...
The first lecture was quite boring, as it was mostly introduction and nothing important (I think). But I managed to stay awake and when I looked behind me, I noticed that about a third of the class were sleeping too!! haha. The second lecture was better. Notice the word, BETTER meaning not necessary good. I didn't fall asleep again! I'm so proud of myself!!!
After lecture, we went to Dome for lunch... Worse idea we ever had. I rather have stayed in Uni to do my PBL and research for elective. And also blog and Utopia... cost me RM27 and I will never ever go to Dome ever again unless I am fully treated or at least a 50% discount. Gowri owes big time... Nevertheless, I had a great time with Evelyn, bought her the pair of Jeans that she wanted for SO long. She finally found it and she was ever so happy... Then the two of us went looking around, at Memory Lane and stuff like that.
MPH doesn't have books that I want, but almost tempted to buy Jurassic Park and Lost World for less then RM25...
Tried to study again, but can't. No materials... But stayed with Evelyn til it was time to go. Now going back to sleep...
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
The day started out so nicely, skipping dance practice, etc... but...
I wished that I could been a more supporting Orientation Officer and not some sickly guy with twisted testicles... Screwed Balls... whatever... It was so hurting, and it was even more hurting that I could not join the group as much as I could have. Given the fact that Sheena washed my clothes DESPITE my protest and managed to wash my Orientation T-shirt and pants which I wanted to use for the Treasure Hunt. I am still annoyed at that. I should forgive her, I know I should... Evelyn says I should, but I am too angry at her... Anyway, I scared Evelyn with my anger and I calmed down after that... I don't ever want to vent my anger at her again... The pain in my balls were too great that I decided to sit out of the rest of the games and went to the Student Lounge. There, I felt much better, though the pain is still there...
After the Treasure Hunt, I went back to bathe and went out for a drink with Richard, Grace and Evelyn. Then we went back to Grace's apartment and chatted til Elena woke up. I feel so sorry for her, she was so tired but looked so adorable when she was sleeping. Richard was walking about and we were all tired...
When Elena finally woke up, I saw them off and fell straight back to sleep when I got back to my apartment. Sheena called me, I was too sleepy to talk...
I wished that I could been a more supporting Orientation Officer and not some sickly guy with twisted testicles... Screwed Balls... whatever... It was so hurting, and it was even more hurting that I could not join the group as much as I could have. Given the fact that Sheena washed my clothes DESPITE my protest and managed to wash my Orientation T-shirt and pants which I wanted to use for the Treasure Hunt. I am still annoyed at that. I should forgive her, I know I should... Evelyn says I should, but I am too angry at her... Anyway, I scared Evelyn with my anger and I calmed down after that... I don't ever want to vent my anger at her again... The pain in my balls were too great that I decided to sit out of the rest of the games and went to the Student Lounge. There, I felt much better, though the pain is still there...
After the Treasure Hunt, I went back to bathe and went out for a drink with Richard, Grace and Evelyn. Then we went back to Grace's apartment and chatted til Elena woke up. I feel so sorry for her, she was so tired but looked so adorable when she was sleeping. Richard was walking about and we were all tired...
When Elena finally woke up, I saw them off and fell straight back to sleep when I got back to my apartment. Sheena called me, I was too sleepy to talk...
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
I guess that it is my birthday today... It started out rather well I guess. The order in which people wished me is confusing.. If I consider the time exactly, then Evelyn will be the first to have wished me... Richard and Grace next... Shi Ching somewhere along the line, and Vasan's sms, I can't really remember when did Sheena and Yean Koon wished me... oh well, the calls stopped at about 1pm and I finally get to have some sleep...
I was feeling depressed in the afternoon, as I didn't know what is going on and where they were planning to take me... I waited and recieved calls from Evelyn and Shi Ching trying to decide where on Earth they were going to take me. And I was getting scared that they were going to pull it off... What a day... So I decided to shut myself off from the world as planned and done the previous year and went to sleep. Come on, if they got me so excited I was scared that I would be disappointed...
It was a peaceful half an hour before I had to start doing things again. I had to move my things to my new apartment and I was all alone. I wasn't happy that I was alone, but I was glad that I had time for myself. But finally, Evelyn called me down, greeted me with a cake. I feel so much better already...
First stop, Swensons. It's so annoying when you invite people along, and in the end they don't have anything to say to you much. And the person whom I want to be with can't go near me. Ate two ice-cream all by myself... lime flavoured... interesting... ate 4 cherries and only one stalk I managed to tie a knot in... Ah, then I played with dry ice... cool, but dangerous.
Next, we went to somewhere near Taylors to have our dinner.. strangely after two bowls of ice-cream, I still could still eat a beef steak... or what looked like a beef steak... haha. Nice, but not really worth my RM10... oh well... While eating this meal, we played scrabble. Wonderful game which my mother insisted so much on playing to improve our English and skills the like. Evelyn paired up with Jody, Elena and I were helped by our score keeper, Grace. Oh yeah, since it was my birthday, i guessed that they would let me win... I breached the 200points barrier and I am so proud of myself... not really, but given the fact that I was under pressure and such a great amount of hurt and insecurity... ah well...
After dinner, we went back to Grace's place to eat my cake... well, Evelyn's cake actually.. and they sang 'Can't take my eyes off you'... nice, love it. The day got better and better but I was glad it was over...
Presents that I got: Kisses from my group members (I apologise to those who would be jealous...), In Motion (?) perfume from the bestest group of friends that I could ever wished for, Box of chocolates from Ai Lee, Chocolates from my granddaugther, BEAUTIFUL animal stamps from Sheena, icecream from Siaw...
I was feeling depressed in the afternoon, as I didn't know what is going on and where they were planning to take me... I waited and recieved calls from Evelyn and Shi Ching trying to decide where on Earth they were going to take me. And I was getting scared that they were going to pull it off... What a day... So I decided to shut myself off from the world as planned and done the previous year and went to sleep. Come on, if they got me so excited I was scared that I would be disappointed...
It was a peaceful half an hour before I had to start doing things again. I had to move my things to my new apartment and I was all alone. I wasn't happy that I was alone, but I was glad that I had time for myself. But finally, Evelyn called me down, greeted me with a cake. I feel so much better already...
First stop, Swensons. It's so annoying when you invite people along, and in the end they don't have anything to say to you much. And the person whom I want to be with can't go near me. Ate two ice-cream all by myself... lime flavoured... interesting... ate 4 cherries and only one stalk I managed to tie a knot in... Ah, then I played with dry ice... cool, but dangerous.
Next, we went to somewhere near Taylors to have our dinner.. strangely after two bowls of ice-cream, I still could still eat a beef steak... or what looked like a beef steak... haha. Nice, but not really worth my RM10... oh well... While eating this meal, we played scrabble. Wonderful game which my mother insisted so much on playing to improve our English and skills the like. Evelyn paired up with Jody, Elena and I were helped by our score keeper, Grace. Oh yeah, since it was my birthday, i guessed that they would let me win... I breached the 200points barrier and I am so proud of myself... not really, but given the fact that I was under pressure and such a great amount of hurt and insecurity... ah well...
After dinner, we went back to Grace's place to eat my cake... well, Evelyn's cake actually.. and they sang 'Can't take my eyes off you'... nice, love it. The day got better and better but I was glad it was over...
Presents that I got: Kisses from my group members (I apologise to those who would be jealous...), In Motion (?) perfume from the bestest group of friends that I could ever wished for, Box of chocolates from Ai Lee, Chocolates from my granddaugther, BEAUTIFUL animal stamps from Sheena, icecream from Siaw...
Thursday, February 26, 2004
I woke up this morning, waking up from a dream that I would never want to come true. *gasp. And I am so near of achieving that dream... I must be more careful in the future and so I slept again...
I woke up again from a restless attempt to fall back asleep, disturbed by Sau Ming entering the toilet and taking her bath. How I know this?, don't ask. I just know. So I wake up, get dressed nicely for absolutely no reason. I put toothpaste onto my toothbrush and waited... and waited.. and waited for Sau Ming to get out of the bathroom. In what seems like eternity, I went to check my handphone. Ah, two messages... oo, from Sheena, what a day to start! Recieved at 00:00... acurate sia? Anyway, I replied. and waited abit more. Then, decided to read another chapter of Angela's Ashes and before I know it, Sau Ming is out. I rush to the bathroom, wash up and I'm ready to goo see the Juniors. haha
First people I see, is Ben Shyen, a junior and close friend of mine in RI Boarding. He was chatting with a nice girl, Cindy, I think. They just met and well, that is Ben for you, playboy, but true to one. They started asking about Orientation, Can I not be IMCC? Girls can't be IMCC right? (of course not, girls are URCCAD) They are already targeting me for IMCC, how? (Volunteer to be leader or BBQ rep) Later got English placement test, how? (just do la, worse come to worse, just take English class for the rest of your sem...) And so, it was already 9am (i woke up at 8) and we proceded to the MPH. My God, were we this serious/stupid-looking/blur/cocky last sem?. I left them there and proceeded to the computer lab.
First thing I do is to check my mail and circles99. not much activity since I left. and I left for like a whole day or so... I wonder what and how to make people use it more. Oh yeah, post up a new announcement, delete a few, make my usual stupid comments and tempted to start a new poll again, but I don't have any ideas at the moment. maybe later, something small... Next thing I noticed, last people logged in was at 12mn, and I really think that we are a bunch of nerds that have a regular sleeping time before 12. I logged in at 3am before and still the max was 1am i think. sigh...
Then I checked Utopia, my province is doing swell, I finally got a nice team going, with me as the Mage and two other Thieves. They kill the Wizards, I do the MAJOR spells, do long lasting damage. oh yeah, I got LOTS of FAILED spells, and I am glad that I am such a strong Mage... hehehe. with a 5TPA and 2.5WPA, I AM INVINCIBLE!!! MUAHHAHAHAHA. Then, the worst thing that could happen happened... IMU server couldn't log me into Utopia anymore! Stupid IMU server.
Since I had nothing else to do, ah, well, I should just blog right? And now, I wait for the end of the day, probably meet up with the Juniors of mine, still freezing their fingers off writing an essay now... Which reminds me of the time that we had our English Placement Test. Okay, I'm going to edit the M203 Dairy...
Now, it is almost times up for the Juniors in the hall. I shall go disturb them and probably scare them now.
I woke up again from a restless attempt to fall back asleep, disturbed by Sau Ming entering the toilet and taking her bath. How I know this?, don't ask. I just know. So I wake up, get dressed nicely for absolutely no reason. I put toothpaste onto my toothbrush and waited... and waited.. and waited for Sau Ming to get out of the bathroom. In what seems like eternity, I went to check my handphone. Ah, two messages... oo, from Sheena, what a day to start! Recieved at 00:00... acurate sia? Anyway, I replied. and waited abit more. Then, decided to read another chapter of Angela's Ashes and before I know it, Sau Ming is out. I rush to the bathroom, wash up and I'm ready to goo see the Juniors. haha
First people I see, is Ben Shyen, a junior and close friend of mine in RI Boarding. He was chatting with a nice girl, Cindy, I think. They just met and well, that is Ben for you, playboy, but true to one. They started asking about Orientation, Can I not be IMCC? Girls can't be IMCC right? (of course not, girls are URCCAD) They are already targeting me for IMCC, how? (Volunteer to be leader or BBQ rep) Later got English placement test, how? (just do la, worse come to worse, just take English class for the rest of your sem...) And so, it was already 9am (i woke up at 8) and we proceded to the MPH. My God, were we this serious/stupid-looking/blur/cocky last sem?. I left them there and proceeded to the computer lab.
First thing I do is to check my mail and circles99. not much activity since I left. and I left for like a whole day or so... I wonder what and how to make people use it more. Oh yeah, post up a new announcement, delete a few, make my usual stupid comments and tempted to start a new poll again, but I don't have any ideas at the moment. maybe later, something small... Next thing I noticed, last people logged in was at 12mn, and I really think that we are a bunch of nerds that have a regular sleeping time before 12. I logged in at 3am before and still the max was 1am i think. sigh...
Then I checked Utopia, my province is doing swell, I finally got a nice team going, with me as the Mage and two other Thieves. They kill the Wizards, I do the MAJOR spells, do long lasting damage. oh yeah, I got LOTS of FAILED spells, and I am glad that I am such a strong Mage... hehehe. with a 5TPA and 2.5WPA, I AM INVINCIBLE!!! MUAHHAHAHAHA. Then, the worst thing that could happen happened... IMU server couldn't log me into Utopia anymore! Stupid IMU server.
Since I had nothing else to do, ah, well, I should just blog right? And now, I wait for the end of the day, probably meet up with the Juniors of mine, still freezing their fingers off writing an essay now... Which reminds me of the time that we had our English Placement Test. Okay, I'm going to edit the M203 Dairy...
Now, it is almost times up for the Juniors in the hall. I shall go disturb them and probably scare them now.
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