suggest me something

London Bridge

2011-02-07T22:41:00.005+08:00

I was on my way back home from uni today, and I bumped into a coursemate of mine. I asked him how the test was - we had a test today, the same tests but at different places. He smiled, and with two thumbs up, exclaimed that he was doing okay. I felt happy. Knowing that a friend is doing alright made me happy.

The above is basic and intuitive stuff, but we tend to overlook these things that make us happy, especially if they are really small things. We tend to depreciate life when we do not feel happy, and when these two come together (i.e. overlooking happy things and tending to depreciate life), they equate to misery/sadness and whatever else that bear the negative sign instead of the positive one.

Some say that life is unfair. And yes, life may seem unfair at times. There was one time when I would wear a windbreaker (which I think is waterproof as well as windproof) over my jacket every single day, expecting rain, and it would not rain. But on the very day that I decided to stop wearing it, it rained - and I got wet. When I got home I told my flatmate what I experienced, and he simply remarked, "Well, that's life." I immediately got what he meant.

In this journey of life where, at times, things tend to go against you and that unfairness and hardships prevail, you sometimes become submissive and give in to that big boulder that has been placed on your back. You sink into your fears instead of treading them (Google "treading water", in case you don't swim) and you get surrounded by misery.

One way out is to learn to tread your fears away. That has got to do with confidence and determination. I might type some stuff about this next time.

What I really wanted to mention is, it would be great if together with treading fears away, we keep our eyes peeled for anything happy in life, and embrace them as we encounter them. I know that there is happiness here and there, and it doesn't matter if it's something small like the example that I gave at the beginning. It might be catching up with the cashier at the Costcutter that's just around the corner, feeling happy that you've spared some change for the orphan fund raisers at the tube station, or even something as simple as finally understanding how to do that hard Thermodynamics problem that made you scratch your head for two hours. Because there is a lot to be happy about, though small, all those small plus signs added together will finally cancel out the minus signs no matter how big they are.

Every little thing that you can be happy about has the potential to brighten things up, and maybe even make your day. So why not?

Arsenal

2011-02-07T05:14:00.005+08:00

I have this belief - and it may sound like a weird one - that no matter how many friends you have, how big your network is, how intact the bond between you and the others around you is, you are alone and alone you are.

An example can demonstrate this. Picture yourself having a well-planned Sunday. You are out and about with your mates, groups of friends you have planned to meet, one group after the other. You catch up with all of your friends, you talk about a lot of things, you do a lot of things, and you of course have a wonderful time - time well spent you may say. But when the day's over, you will bid your friends goodbye, go home, into your room, and shut the door behind you. And if you are observant enough, you will realise that you are indeed on your own, no matter how many people you have met during the day. (Shared rooms don't apply here - you will most likely be seeing your roommate on their laptop or doing some homework that's due tomorrow or snoring happily in bed) Okay that went a bit too far. I cannot stop beating around the bush.

The thing that I want to emphasise is that, at some points in time you will have no company - no wall to lean on, no branch to hang on to, no lifebuoy to hold on to. You will stand alone. You will realise that you are the single black dot in the middle of a big piece of white paper. No lines, no curves, no other dots. At some points in time, it will all come down to you and you alone. No this, no that, no him, no her. And, it has to be realised that this is your time; the time for yourself.

And it is at these points - the points of being alone, or at least realising that you're the only one around - that you should be contemplating and thinking about yourself. Spare a few minutes for yourself. It will be worth the time spent.

Hammersmith

2011-02-06T08:39:00.003+08:00

Educated attempt to translate a song (the original lyrics aren't available yet, I had to listen and there might have been mistakes in my lyrics decoding hence the translation):

D'Hask - Tempat Ku

Does admiring your face tire my eyes
Does comprehending your feelings tire my heart
I will hinder all that will shatter yours
And your heart is where I belong

It all started the moment we met
And I have promised to guide you endlessly
I will love you till the day you last see my smile (i.e. when either you or I depart)
And in your embrace is where I belong

Only you can raise me back again
Only your wounds will make me frail
Only you can raise me back again

It may have been fate
That such a wonderful girl is in love with a dejected being like me
No one ever will comprehend me
The one soiled in filth
Without you, I will suffer day after day
Forever

Only you can rebuild everything

Only you can recast this love tale of ours

Holloway Road

2011-02-05T10:45:00.005+08:00

Today I'll be talking about guesses.

Guesses. It's been there since I don't know when - it's an intuitive thing of the mind - and we've started guessing stuff since we were small. We've had a great time playing guessing games in our childhood; I can't recall any of them from the top of my head though. But there's more to it than just guessing.

I started to think deeper about this guessing thing when my uni coursemate said, "I think we just have to guesstimate the error in the period of the cepheid variable." Don't worry about cepheids - they are some stars that change their brightness for some reason - not in the scope of this topic.

So guesstimate is where you make a guess on something taking into account what you know about it... That means you've estimated the limits of the possibilities of what that thing is. I think the better term for it is 'educated guess'. This term I also got from uni, when a tutorial demonstrator wanted our answers to the problems given to us - well rather solutions than answers. One of my mates gave an answer and the demonstrator accepted it as a guess. Mate wasn't satisfied and said he wasn't guessing. So, the demonstrator, being the demonstrator that he is, added 'educated' and eventually 'highly educated' to fix things. Mate was happy. Thing is, it was still a guess. But it was based on what you knew about it. If you get me. So it's an educated guess. And the thing about guesses is, eventually you can prove whether your guess was right or not. Scientists did educated guesses, and some were even made into laws. Can't recall any right now though. My mate got the real answer to the problems and got to know if his highly educated guess was right or not.

There is a distinction between a guess and an educated guess. Guesses are just... Guesses. They aren't even opinions to some extent. Opinions have reasoning behind them. Guesses usually don't. On the other hand, in educated guesses you've set the parameters and limits (even if information is incomplete) in order to make the educated guess, and go for the most compatible solution you think is right, based on some acceptable reasoning.

I want to tell you that in life, you have to make educated guesses. You tend to believe in what you guess - after all it was your decision to decide on that guess. You wouldn't believe in what you think isn't right. If you make wild guesses, it's not going to get you anywhere. It's like picking any fruit, rotten or not, instead of going for the ripe and sweet one. And you're all over the place. So since you tend to believe in what you guess, it is very reasonable to make educated guesses.

If you don't think I've got the message across, the main thing here is to make educated guesses in life. That's the best way around it. Sometimes you hesitate guessing when you have to instantly guess and take too long to guess - that isn't very good of course. At that point, you know you've got the limits and parameters, just skim quickly through it and simply make a guess - and make sure you're on the safe side; that's another key point. I know you can quickly get a reasonable reasoning as to why you choose to decide that your guess is so and so.

It's about intuition, about experience, about what you think is right.

Problem is, I'm talking to you to be confident about guesses, but I myself haven't decided on a guess I have to make - it's hard. I know. But I think I have not put into practice what I have said earlier. Will do it now and tell you in a bit.

I've made my guess.

If you think that all of this is blabber and gibberish nonsense, ignore this whole thing. I'm sorry I did not put this at the beginning.

I've seen grammatical errors here and there - don't write in. I know I've made them and I know what they are - just not bothered to correct them.

Barking

2011-01-25T22:09:00.005+08:00

Sometimes the smallest things make the biggest differences. Don't ask me why; I don't know as well. I think.

Putting the soap bar on the other side of the sink, pinning up written stuff on a board instead of having them lying around, putting scrap paper into a box under the table instead of piling it up one one corner of the table.

I suppose there are psychological or scientific reasons behind these small changes that cause big differences. It might be that you're right-handed and the sensory system (or whatever - not bothered to get the right terminology) doesn't get upset if it sees that the soap bar's on the right side of the sink which means it's somewhat closer and somehow easier to get. Or that you can easily see your handwritten reminders and to-do lists and that makes your day more productive. Or that the absence of visible clutter makes you feel better, and that there is extra space made on the table.

Seems a bit weird, especially the soap bit. But I don't mind.

From a non-scientific and non-psychological or non-whatever point of view, it just makes you happier. And I'm happy that these small things make me happy.

(Just in case you were wondering if I'm a disorganised person, the answer is I was one. These days, I'm trying to get stuff organised in the best way I can.)

Status update lads

2011-01-24T04:16:00.003+08:00

Who it's been a while since the last post.

Hello guys, I'm not bothered about grammar, punctuation and typographical errors today.

Today is the day of technological limitation. I'm using a netbook whose keyboard I am not used to using. And my mobile phone charger is at home (I'm not at home) and yes you've guessed it right: my mobile is complaining that he needs to be connected to a charger.

I need the mobile to be fully charged tomorrow because it might be a long day. Problem is, I do not plan to go home until I have uploaded my MATLAB assignment which means that's after nightfall tomorrow. Question is, will my mobile not be dead by then?

Vauxhall

2010-12-08T07:34:00.002+08:00

You know what, I am actually doing practicals outside the physics lab... No, it's not some astrophysics thing that requires you to go to the observatory or something like that...

It's like this.

We got a notice sometime last month that we have a computing assignment due this Friday. I know this thing isn't really a pain because the notice said that the assignment is some Excel thing. So this week I downloaded the assignment PDF from the intranet. I did what it told me to do (means, variances, standard deviations, Poisson distributions - normal stuff innit) and then when I got to the last question, it says we have to watch a video in order to complete the task. I downloaded the video. Turns out the guys have recorded a video of some apparatus doing its thing in the lab, and uploaded it to the web. Then they are telling us to download the video, watch it, observe and take measurements, and do some data analysis on Excel. And the videos have low-quality, medium-quality and high-quality versions. I downloaded (obviously) the high-quality version and not the rest but I'm tempted to think about discrepancies arising due to taking observations using the low-quality version compared to the high-quality one. Who knows the frame rate is way less or the video is grainier or something like that (low-quality: 1.5MB; high-quality: 50MB - that is some difference in size). To 'observe and take measurements' is really observing and taking measurements. I have to time some oscillations of something secret in which no one in the world can know except us because it's really that classified (kidding, it's just a steel ball oscillating in a glass tube). Have to take readings for 30, 50, 60, 70, and 100 oscillations. Five readings for each value. Then play around with the data in Excel. Then upload the spreadsheet so they can mark it.

If all practicals were like this.

Ladbroke Grove

2010-11-19T08:06:00.004+08:00

Honestly I do not know if this happens to you but, I feel childish when people ask how stuff is and I tell them that I'm doing okay and that I need to exert more time and effort on my studies to do better. Well everyone knows that. You study and you do good. You don't study and you do bad.

But it's the reality of how stuff works... You exert effort and time on something, you tend to have an attachment to it. You feel committed towards it. And you master that something more. You have more experience regarding that something. Your knowledge regarding that something increases. You know your way in and out, top to bottom, left to right, of that something. And maybe, you begin to like it (or even love it) more. As you exert more effort and time, you feel more attached and committed and you master it more and/or like it more. And when you exert more and more effort and spend more and more time on it to the point that it takes up most, or in some cases, all of your time and most or all of your energy is devoted to that something. Then you feel like it’s part of you. That something is part of you. You can't do without it. Because it has occupied your time and you're spending all of your energy on it, when that something isn't with you anymore or you aren't doing that something, you feel blank, empty, dull, like the bird who has lost both wings, like the fish who has lost its scales and fins. And you realise the strength of your attachment and commitment towards that thing. And you worry what will happen to that something if you don't tend to it.

I don't know how the above paragraph applies to any of the readers, but that's how it goes. You may want to replace the words 'something' and ‘that something’ with another word of your choice and read the above paragraph once more. It might make more sense now.

Canary Wharf

2010-11-18T05:07:00.004+08:00

I don't know where to start... Let's try this approach.

Everyone has their own thoughts and opinions, ways to do stuff, methods to do stuff, methods to make decisions, whatever... I've heard that in this one specific field (no need to mention what it is), one person can have like 12 different strategies or methods to gain the maximum benefit in that field. Now, you see we have about 7 billion people living on this earth and if everyone was engaged in that field, you now have 84 billion ways. That gives you an idea of how diverse people's minds can go.

When people are not able to come to an agreement about something (because people have a very big diversity of points of view),the matter should be resolved properly.

Politeness is the key thing.

Then, you express your opinion such that it does not insult other people's opinions. You humbly present the strengths of your opinion, and especially the benefits of doing it in the way you have suggested. This way, people will see the benefit of doing stuff in the way suggested by you.

Man loves benefit. So, tell the benefit. People will surely like it. People buy a kilogram of sugar from Sainsbury's that costs 95p. They don't buy it from a shop that sells it for 1 pound. Because the benefit of buying from Sainsbury's is the 5p you save. For such a small benefit of 5p people are willing to walk 5, 10 minutes (maybe even more) to Sainsbury's rather than buying sugar from a nearby shop that sells it 5p more expensive; by saving the 5p (and saving more), they can buy another thing from the saved money. Such is man's liking for benefit, to the extent that even extra effort is willingly exerted in order to gain the benefit.

On the other hand, do not condemn. And when being condemned, do not condemn in return. Condemnation is the drop of urine in the big tank of milk. It is the small fire from the match that will burn down a big building. It destroys everything.

However, the temptation within a person's heart to condemn rather than to encourage and to explain benefits is rather strong. This is why patience and the suppression of negative feelings is very, very necessary. Therefore, this patience and suppression of negative feelings must, and must, be inculcated within oneself.

If your opinion is unfortunately not accepted, just keep quiet and do not condemn; for behind everything that happens, there is a lesson to learn.

Thank you very much!

2010-10-21T08:02:00.004+08:00

It has been a long day for me.

I thank all of you for greeting me a happy birthday. I hope I can reply all of your greetings. Because some need special replies.

So you have given me something and I will give something back to you.

I've got some stuff to tell. I type a lot and my sentences may get long and may be incomprehensible at times. Sorry.

Let's see...

I've forgotten what I wanted to tell. Now you see what I meant by saying, "It has been a long day for me,".

But anyway, I want to tell you about how I've been doing here so far. I'm living alone... Sort of. I'm actually in halls. But the halls are quite quiet compared to the normal halls. We live in flats. Each flat has around five tenants. We have our own rooms to ourselves and we share the kitchen and bathrooms. There is no living room. So the only time I get to meet my flatmates are (1) when I bump into them in the corridor of our flat (rarely happens) and (2) when I knock on their doors asking for some pound coins because the laundry machines only accept one-pound coins (rarely happens) and (3) when I go to the kitchen and they are in there hanging out or cooking something (rarely happens). I rarely go to the kitchen because I eat lots and lots of sandwiches and making sandwiches doesn't require you to go to the kitchen. Right. So I don't see much of anyone at home and so it's like I'm living alone.

Oh yes, living alone means that:

1. You have to finish the whole bread loaf in two days or less depending on the 'expiry date' unless you don't care about it and keep on eating two slices a day till some fungi grows on it (Budgeting tip: slice off the fungi-infected parts and eat the clean bits)

2. You have to finish the 2 pints of milk within three days and that's hard unless you like drinking milk and/or you eat cereal and oats everyday

The five of us flatmates did not come to an agreement when it came to sharing bread and milk and stuff like that because everyone eats/drinks different stuff. So, every man for himsellf. And... It's good that butter and jam and tea and cereal don't get expired that quickly. I would be panicking if they did.

And the Bruneian UCL 2010 freshers live relatively far away from each other... Sort of. We don't have the stuff like they do in Bayswater (I guess)... Something like A lives 2 floors above B and C's house is a stone's throw away from A and B. D and E are 50 metres down the road from C, and F, G and H and I share the same flat and are close to the others. I'm here in Euston, one's in Bloomsbury, one's up in Highgate, one's in Earl's Court, some others near Paddington... Things like that. So we don't see each other that often. Even at campus. 'Cause nearly everyone's doing different courses. Have to meet up some time.

I've been up and down and here and there, exploring places and things like that. I've explored some areas in London already... It's fun. Doesn't make me feel that I'm living a world that consists of only the campus and my room in this quiet flat. I go out hiking at the countryside and stuff like that on good weekends (good meaning all the work for the week and preparations for next week are done). Haven't gone out for dinners yet... Except for KFC (if you think KFC is a decent place to go to for dinner). Don't feel like visiting tourist attractions right now 'cause they'd be worth visiting when the time is right like when you've got friends over from Bristol and Sheffield staying the weekend in London.

I don't want to mention studies because everyone knows about it and has their own perceptions with regards to it... Saves me words to type. Well I'll mention a bit. Come to lectures early because lecture theatres are more than full. You don't want to sit on the stairs or have a hard time climbing over the table to sit on an empty seat in the middle of the row (unless you like to disturb twelve people by telling them to stand up and make way for you to get to the middle while the lecturer's telling something that he won't repeat. Ever). Sit on the front row because heaven knows the lecturer might speak softly and/or his mic will have the LED light indicating 'Low battery' on. Take down notes with handwriting that is comprehensible to the writer's eyes. Run down to the library the instant the lecture ends because the books that the lecturer had recommended for reading is going to run out of stock soon (something like 8 books for 180 students). Reissue the books on the deadline date so you can still keep the books for another week. Do that again next week. Come to all tutorials. Do all coursework early and submit on time. Check up some great website when you don't know how to do calculus. Practice solving problems a lot. Pre-read a lot. Be ahead of the lectures. He's kind enough to upload tomorrow's lecture slides to the intranet today.

I think that's all from me. I hope you enjoyed reading this.

Coursework

2010-10-14T04:56:00.001+08:00

If I want to go out for a short break I have to wear three layers. This means it is going to get cold soon. Don't talk about the northern parts, they're almost always colder than the south. So there we go.

I think I've got the so-called freshers' flu and it's starting to go away nicely. I couldn't run away from it - you hear people coughing in the lecture theatre, one after another, some even in synchrony. You know sometimes there's a cough that I label a two-phased cough. You cough once and have a short pause and then cough again. Amazingly in the lecture theatres we get the two-phased coughs in synchrony too. Maybe we owe that to the large number of students attending the lectures (Statistical Mathematics!). For example, Maths lectures can get people sitting on the stairs 'cause everyone loves Maths - physicists, natural scientists, medical physicists whatnot. And there's this roaring chorus of coughs that we get occasionally such that you can't hear the lecturer even if you're on the first row of seats and he has a mic on him. And, the lecturer either jokes that his lecture is that boring till he gets that sort of response from the audience or gets pissed of and pauses his lecture. And it's worth mentioning that if you assume you're facing north while sitting in lectures, you get coughs from north, south, east, west, north-east, south-east, south-west, north-west, north-north-east, north-east-east, south-east-east, south-south-east, south-south-west, south-west-west, north-west-west, north-north-west and you could carry on till you use degrees from north to a precision of 0.0001 degrees and still get coughs from there. And to top it up, you know you're in danger of getting the flu when both the people directly to your right and left cough.

So, after 'receiving' the coughs that sort of never end till lecturer says, "Okay, that's it, and coursework is due next Monday!", I doubt if I did not get the flu from the lectures.

Wash

2010-10-11T04:31:00.001+08:00

You mix and match sweets. You mix and match the Marks and Spencer tubs of Extremely Chocolatey Chocolate Mini Bites with some other Mini Bytes to get 2 for GBP4 instead of something like GBP2.69 a tub. I'm thinking of mixing and matching socks... Can't do it at the moment because all I have now are something like 5 pairs of black or navy blue socks so if I did mix and match the black and navy blue ones you wouldn't see any difference unless you did something like stare at my feet with something with navy blue colours on it so you could make a comparison.

And I'm saving money. I've been offered to become the heir of something like six pieces of clothes... I'd love to. As of now I've got something like five shirts and five trousers and I do my laundry in the weekend. It's a bit frustrating because when I wash nearly all of them they fill less than half of the washing machine drum or whatever you call it. And I pay GBP2 (sorry this laptop's from Brunei and there's no Pound Sterling sign on it and I'm not bothered to copy and paste the sign from some currency website) for every time I use the washing machine. Not worth my money. So it's good that I get some clothes (for free) and so I can finally fill the washing machine drum to the top (hopefully) and say that washing my clothes at the student house's laundry is worth it. And yes, I save some more money because I don't do the spin dry thing at the laundry – I hang my clothes on an airer in my room with the radiator on maximum and windows open. Leave it overnight and it dries well.

Writing?

2010-10-08T07:45:00.006+08:00

Hi. I've learnt a bit about HTML and things like that and a bit of feeds and things like that but turns out I can't feed my Blogspot to my Facebook through the Facebook Note Blog Feed/Import whatever. It's a little frustrating - I've spent some time on it already and I can't spend any more time on this. It's 2am now and I've got lectures later and I tend to wake up late if I sleep late and (yeah) things like that... So the best way out of this, I thought, was to post the post here and also Ctrl+A Ctrl+C Ctrl+V into my Facebook notes...

I type this at this particular time of the night wearing a horizontally striped T-shirt and a horizontally striped jumper on top of it (makes me look fatter, those horizontal stripes) (jumper makes me look like a Londoner, yes?) and a sarong (What a turn off... So much about being a wannabe Londoner - apart from jumpers, walk the dog in the park in the evenings, pick up its poo and drop it in the Dog Waste litter bin near the park gates and that stuff, laugh at that), drinking some cool Pepsi Max in a IKEA glass that cost me like 69p...

I'm not asleep yet because tomorrow's lectures start at 11 in the morning. Pretty cool. You start your day early because the day's lectures are early and you start your day late because your lectures start late. At some point you think that the College is the one setting your daily schedule up... Quite the opposite actually.

The following paragraph is based on writer's assumptions and eavesdrops (Or eavesdropppings? Whatever) and things like that - he never surfed the web for information any reliable than the sources mentioned earlier in the sentence:

London has hard water running through its taps. They say it's been treated slightly differently from the water up north. Northern water is 'softer'... London's water has got stronger 'flavour' if you like it that way, and/or tastes worse than the water up north. Boil London water, and as hard-headed as any other shisha waiter on Edgware Road wearing black leather jackets, hair combed backwards, smoking some rollies and chatting with mates or regular customers loudly, the water doesn't care about boiling and doesn't lose its trademark taste. Filter London water, and as hostile as the grumpy old man sitting beside you on the 27 bus back home who doesn't respond to your small talk (and just gives some grumps), I think the water is hostile to filtration too and doesn't lose its trademark taste. I guess they've set the composition of London water such that they have this strong distinct taste and made sure they put lots of heavy ions and minerals in it so they don't fly off with the vapour when it boils (and maybe makes your boiled water taste worse than if it wasn't boiled - volume of water decreases but amount of salt stays so concentration of salt in solution is higher). Fantastic.

Tell me if I have made any grammatical and/or typographical error(s) in the paragraph above. Don't comment the content, please... I prefer you embarrass me by interrupting me when I talk about London's hard water loudly to people... Okay? Cheers. Bye.

2010-10-02T08:21:00.001+08:00

There's a lot I can write about.

There came a time when people post on your wall and thanked you for adding them or accepting their friend requests on Facebook. I was good at that stuff – adding people I passed by at school (some I never knew or got to know better) and then thank them for accepting my friend request. It was cool to have lots and lots of 'friends' on Facebook and other social networking sites – it made you sort of superior. People's jaws drop when they see that their friend has got 300 friends more than they have, and they join in the race, adding up random people with names like Honey EternalLove, Prince Takashimaya et cetera et cetera. It would be fun if you try to visualise what their profile pictures may be... a 'great' pose with flowers and hearts picture border for the first one and a young slim beautiful (or handsome) Japanese woman (or man) in the second one. Cool.

Full

2010-02-01T22:41:00.003+08:00

I've learnt that in life, sometimes instead of re-casting the fishing rod, you've got to let go of it and stick it into the riverbank. Then you sit and wait for the outcome.

Sometimes you've got to hold on a little longer, however desperate you are. It can lead you to better results.

Good night.

We missed our chance

2010-01-29T23:15:00.002+08:00

I wait and I wait. It's a very anxious feeling. I want you to feel it too. Your heart beats faster and you can't pick up your mind and recompose yourself because you're everywhere. You're panicky. You keep on waiting and waiting. And minutes fly by with this feeling. Pain in your heart increases exponentially with every passing moment. And temper increases linearly. That's how it feels.

I thought it was a text from you. Turns out it was one from a spammer.

From there things get worse... I can't imagine living with this.

On it

2009-12-12T11:27:00.002+08:00

I feel like typing.

We exist and live in this world where things can go just about in any direction - it's your decision where you're heading off to. Well at some instants it might not be the case, though. At times you come to a T-junction. Sometimes it's a long straight road for dozens of miles ahead. That means you don't have any choices. Or that you do, but you're just not turning into the junctions on the sides. Sometimes it's a dead end. That means you're stuck. Then you've got to shift into reverse gear and do something sensible (you know what to do... Get out of that place).

So that's life. It should be something like being on a journey, going somewhere you want to go. Having a destination in mind. Or destinations.

There's a lot to do with life actually. There is so much. I can't give examples. I'm not that good at it right now. Maybe something like this: it's like you're in the centre of a big bubble coloured with lots of colours on its outside - there are colours everywhere, and it's impossible that there aren't. All these colours make up life. Things just surround you. They're all over you, if you get what I mean. It's just that sometimes people take things for granted. Or that they overlook stuff.

We only live once on this eatrh so we might as well want to make the most out of it.

That's all I can seem to type now.

I would like to announce that

2009-11-16T13:59:00.002+08:00

This is my 200th post. I would like to share some information here.

17 things you can do to reduce your carbon footprint
Weather-proof your house: seal drafts, insulate lofts, triple-glaze windows

Centralise your air-conditioning system

Install low-flow showerheads

Get a more efficient water heater

Use energy-efficient appliances

Fit low rolling-resistance tyres to cars: they minimise the energy wasted as heat as the tyre rolls down the road

Use a fuel-efficient vehicle

Change the air filters on your centralised air conditioning

Tune up your air conditioning: get annual professional inspection and maintain it well

Get regular car maintenance checks

Wash your clothes at a cooler temperature

Turn the temperature on your water heater down

Stop leaving unused appliances on standby settings, which use power

Turn your thermostat down

Avoid the tumble dryer: line-dry washing

Drive at a maximum of 90 kilometres per hour (55 miles per hour)

Car pool and "trip-chain", running errands together

I got this from NewScientist.com.

I would also like to announce that I have finally finished going through my schooling days. I had my last A-level examination paper this morning. It should be the university level coming up next!

Came and went a phase of my life. Goodbye.

Time to embrace something new.

It's something people go through

2009-11-09T00:16:00.003+08:00

I've been thinking about life since I was small. I've been in this schooling life for my whole life, minus my infancy. I've been thinking of what life would be like after school. And what lies ahead for me to take on when that time comes. I've just realised that this transition in phases of my life will take place in one week's time. In one week, I will be letting go of this sequence in life. I will embrace something new. Something that I might not have experienced before. Heads up, let's get ready to go.

This is My Life

2009-11-02T21:20:00.005+08:00

Just want to let you know that (even though my blog isn't being read) I have made another blog at This Is My Life. Just go to it and you will find why I made it.

I have adopted the name (and maybe some of the writing style) from FMyLife.com. So if you find anything from me that has TIML at the end of it, it should also appear in my stated blog.

Be sure to drop by and enjoy having a look at my life.

Another piece in the IN file

2009-10-21T08:45:00.002+08:00

I'm updating a blog that is shared by myself and a group of seniors who are all in the UK now doing undergraduate studies. My job is to report on local news, weekly.

I do not know what to update this blog with as there are no set parameters for me. So just brace yourself for what comes next. Date of next publication for sure is unknown.

One good statement

2009-10-11T00:40:00.002+08:00

It's obvious that you've been ignored (or that you're being paranoid just to motivate yourself; oh yes, I prefer this one) when all the people you chat with ignore you.

That's good, because that's wakey-wakey time for me, I've to study, I'll continue our chat on the 16th of November 2009, alright!

Have a pleasant afternoon!

Couldn't stop but post

2009-10-08T23:31:00.000+08:00

In the 1400's a law was set forth in England that a man was allowed to beat his wife with a stick no thicker than his thumb. Hence we have "the rule of thumb"

Many years ago in Scotland , a new game was invented. It was ruled "Gentlemen Only...Ladies Forbidden"...and thus the word GOLF entered i nto the English language.

The first couple to be shown in bed together on prime time TV were Fred and Wilma Flintstone.

Every day more money is printed for Monopoly than the U.S. Treasury.

Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better.

Coca-Cola was originally green.

It is impossible to lick your elbow.

The State with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska

The per centage of Africa that is wilderness: 28% (now get this...)

The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38%

The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: $6,400

The average number of people airborne over the U.S. in any given hour: 61,000

Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.

The first novel ever written on a typewriter: Tom Sawyer.

The San Francisco Cable cars are the only mobile National Monuments.

Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history: Spades - King David Hearts - Charlemagne Clubs -Alexander, the Great Diamonds - Julius Caesar

111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321

If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.

Only two people signed the Declaration of Independence on July 4th, John Hancock and Charles Thomson. Most of the rest signed on August 2, but the last signature wasn't added until 5 years later.

Q. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what? A. Their birthplace

Q. Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat name requested? A. Obsession

Q. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter "A"? A. One thousand

Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common? A. All were invented by women.

Q. What is the only food that doesn't spoil? A. Honey

Q. Which day are there more collect calls than any other day of the year? A. Father's Day

In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase......... "goodnight, sleep tight."

It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their ca lendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the honeymoon.

In English pubs, ale is ordered by pints and quarts... So in old England , when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them "Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down." It's where we get the phrase "mind your P's and Q's"

Many years ago in England , pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service. "Wet your whistle" is the phrase inspired by this practice.

~~~~~~~~~~~AND FINALLY~~~~~~~~~~~~

At least 75% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow!

Again, from 2flashgames.com

Expressiveness?

2009-10-08T22:54:00.001+08:00

The child in the text is very expressive of herself. Read on.

I've been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second grade classroom a few years back.

When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell So I always have a few sessions with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually, show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes, pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school and talk about it, they're welcome.

Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid, takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow stuffed under her sweater.

She holds up a snapshot of an infant. "This is Luke, my baby brother, and I'm going to tell you about his birthday"

"First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad put a seed in my Mom's stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine months through an umbrella cord."

She's standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I'm trying not to laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.

"Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, 'Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!' Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. She walked around the house for, like an hour, 'Oh, oh, oh!' (Now this kid is doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.)"

"My Dad called the middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn't have a sign on the car like the Domino's man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this." (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.)

"And then, pop!"

"My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed, like psshhheew!" (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands miming water flowing away. It was too much!)

"Then the middle wife starts saying 'push, push,' and 'breathe, breathe. They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom's play-center, (placenta) so there must be a lot of toys inside there."

Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat. I'm sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, when it's show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another 'Middle Wife' comes along.

Again, from 2flashgames.com

I won't let go of this

2009-10-08T22:32:00.002+08:00

Got this from 2flashgames.com (direct link to page)

Read my question at the end of the post.

This is too true to be funny...

The next time you hear a politician use the

word 'billion' in a casual manner, think about

whether you want the 'politicians' spending

YOUR tax money.

A billion is a difficult number to comprehend,

but one advertising agency did a good job of

putting that figure into some perspective in

one of it's releases.

A..

A billion seconds ago it was 1959.

B.

A billion minutes ago Jesus was alive.

C.

A billion hours ago our ancestors were

living in the Stone Age.

D.

A billion days ago no-one walked on the earth on two feet.

E.

A billion dollars ago was only

8 hours and 20 minutes,

at the rate our government

is spending it.

While this thought is still fresh in our brain...

let's take a look at New Orleans ....

It's amazing what you can learn with some simple division.

Louisiana Senator,

Mary Landrieu (D)

is presently asking Congress for

250 BILLION DOLLARS

to rebuild New Orleans .. Interesting number...

what does it mean?

A.

Well... if you are one of the 484,674 residents of New Orleans

(every man, woman, and child)

you each get $516,528.

B.

Or... if you have one of the 188,251 homes in

New Orleans , your home gets $1,329,787.

C..

Or... if you are a family of four...

your family gets $2,066,012.

Imagine, now $700 billion bailing out banks in theUS. That's enough to fund complete medical care for every man, woman and child currently alive in theUS for 11 years!!

50 billion to bail out the auto industry???

Washington , D.C.

&

Ottawa ON.

< HELLO!!! >

Are all your calculators broken??

Accounts Receivable Tax

Building Permit Tax

CDL License Tax

Cigarette Tax

Corporate Income Tax

Dog License Tax

Federal Income Tax , Federal Unemployment Tax (FUTA)

Fishing License Tax

Food License Tax

Fuel Permit Tax

Gasoline Tax

Hunting License Tax

Inheritance Tax

Inventory Tax

IRS Interest Charges (tax on top of tax)

IRS Penalties (tax on top of tax)

Liquor Tax

Luxury Tax

Marriage License Tax

Medicare Tax

Propert y Tax

Real Estate Tax

Service charge taxes

Social Security Tax

Road Usage Tax (Truckers)

Sales Taxes

Recreational Vehicle Tax

School Tax

State Income Tax

State Unemployment Tax (SUTA)

Telephone Federal Excise Tax

Telephone Federal Universal Service Fee Tax upon Tax

Telephone Federal, State and Local Surcharge Tax

Telephone Minimum Usage Surcharge Tax

Telephone Recurring and Non-recurring Charges Tax

Telephone State and Local Tax

Telephone Usage Charge Tax

Utility Tax

Vehicle License Registration Tax

Vehicle Sales Tax

Watercraft Registration Tax

Well Permit Tax

Workers Compensation Tax

Income Tax

Everything Tax

STILL THINK THIS IS FUNNY???

Not one of these taxes existed 100 years ago...

and our nation was the most prosperous in the world.

We had absolutely no national debt...

We had the largest middle class in the world..

and Mom stayed home to raise the kids.

What happened?

Can you spell 'politicians!'

And I still have to

press '1'

for English.

I hope this goes around the

US & CANADA

at least 1 billion times

What the heck happened???

Tell me, where has all the money gone to?

Oh my gosh

2009-10-01T22:37:00.002+08:00

"Will you ever be able to take it?" Oh my gosh, that is the question.

It's like Oh my gosh, it's like I wanted it to be at 9 and now it's 11. You do think that I should go Oh my gosh, right? Oh my gosh.

I will not be able to take it so Oh my gosh I'm going to bed now.

Oh my gosh!?!

Hello!

2009-10-01T13:22:00.001+08:00

Let's talk about this week.

I am in a little awkward situation unless I talk to someone about it.

Goof bye!

Dream

2009-09-19T06:16:00.001+08:00

I have 2 things I want to pursue as serious hobbies so I need the money to buy 2 things... Hope by early 2011 I will have them both.

Call them let-outs

2009-09-16T21:32:00.003+08:00

So a few days ago I realised that I appreciate friendship in such a way that I am feeling very lonely now.

How does it feel to have many leaves of different sizes and shapes to adore, but not a single branch to hold on to when you need to grasp it?

How does it feel to have so many ceilings and roofs to hide you away from the rain and shine, but no wall to lean on to when you need support?

How does it feel to be a waterfall that never stops running water but no plunge pool to receive you and break your fall?

Just don't misinterpret.

Just call my name

2009-09-15T14:44:00.000+08:00

Selling some PS2 stuff e.g. memory card, fan, controller, power adapter, whatever. Also some Dell LCD computer monitor as well as a computer keyboard that's got lovely shortcut keys at the top of it.

Just get in touch with me

To start a morning off with a friend

2009-09-10T21:46:00.002+08:00

I make statements. So sometimes I make statements that are silly and sometimes I make statements are are not so silly and sometimes I make statements that are not silly at all.

So these statements that I am presenting on this dark and cool evening are statements that are no silly at all.

I overlook stuff and am careless with stuff so things backfire when you try to do stuff. What adds to the problem is that I am not confident in what I am doing so yes, we have yet come to another statement of the principle of conservation of energy which is:

To overlook + Carelessness + very low levels of confidence = Not so good stuff

Can be condensed to an equation,

Ov + Ca + no-Co = NSGS

So the mission now is to make this equation totally invalid and, from first principles, derive a equation that sounds positive.

So long.

2009-09-01T22:01:00.002+08:00

Story-telling time!

Let me tell you a story about myself. Or rather, a story about my family and I.

My family and I, or should I just say my family, we are a group of people who live under one roof. Literally, yes, under one roof. You know when you're in Form 2 in 2004 and you're studying a subject caled Commerce or Commercial Studies you learn about the types of shops that are existent. One type is the supermarket. An advantage of supermarkets is that you can shop for just about anything under one roof. Same with my family, under one roof. The difference is just that we live under one roof, unlike supermarkets, they sell a lot of things under one roof.

We've got a leaking roof, by the way.

Done with roofs, I shall continue with what I have intended to type out here.

I'm quite sure many families (lone individuals don't fit here I believe) are quite familiar with the term 'family portrait' or 'family picture' or 'family image' or 'family collection of a few million pixels arranged so that you and your family that have been posing for a picture will appear in that collection of the few million pixels'. Whatever.

So, I have to admit, apart from Eid or Raya we haven't had any photo shoots for a family portrait. Ever. Except for one. It was very amatuerly taken. With a digital camera of less than 10 megapixels. By a person who might not have taken more than 20 shots from cameras in their whole life. Maybe.

Well, this family portrait of ours was very spontaneous. The story is as follows:

One of my little siblings had to do a project on something like My Family or something like that and their teacher told them to get a family portait. But as you can see, we never had any portaits back then, not even the Eid or Raya potraits I think (Our extended family only recently adopted the tradition of having family portraits during Eid or Raya). The family portrait was needed urgently I guess, that's why I was being waken up at 6.40 in the morning when I slept very late the night before. Just for the family portrait. I take big steps to sacrifice for my family, you know. I agree to wake up very early. I agree to not yell out loud because my comfortable sleep had been disrupted and whatnot. Just for one picture. Of my family and I. So I was told to wake up for the family portrait that early because that was the only time of the day that everyone was available for posing in front of a camera of a few million megapixels.

Okay so there I was, wearing an Arsenal away jersey and I didn't get time to wash my face because I think the other people had to leave early for work and school and whatnot. Just so you know, I didn't have to go anywhere that day because it was still the O levels holidays. And I had to wear a cap because my hair looked like a Trojan soldier armed to the teeth ready to invade the city of Troy. Or was it the other way around I don't know don't ask me I've forgotten history. I'm looking up Wikipedia right now to see whether I'm right or wrong but nevertheless I'm too busy doing this post so I can't read that long page that much so I'll just leave things the way they currently are. And I still don't know if I'm right or wrong.

My father was in his working clothes, my mother was covered up as usual, and my other siblings were in their school uniforms, smiles on their faces because they're ready to go to school to learn some stuff they have to learn.

Picture-taking time! also known as Photo-shoot! (by the Posh Language Dictionary) or Photoshoot! if you liked it.

I think the final outcome was around a few degrees tilted anticlockwise from the horizontal. But that was okay. Because that's sufficient enough for my little sibling's little project that required a little family portrait that would be okay if it was a little tilted.

End of story. Bye!

The time has come

2009-08-21T11:31:00.003+08:00

Assalamu'alaikum.

The optimist would look at the above picture and say it's a glass that's half-full.

The pessimist would look at the above picture and say it's a glass that's half-empty.

The fasting person who's waiting for Maghrib to come will look at the above picture and say that he'd wish he can gulp all the water in one go. At that very moment.

Greet Ramadhan with a twist this year; let's increase our amaal. May Allah accept us. And give us the best grades in this October/November A-levels.

Good things

2009-08-16T18:06:00.001+08:00

It's great to know that all good things in life, no matter how small they are, are worth celebrating. I solved a Math question, just one Math question. It was about proving identities and cheered when I got the thing proven. I cheered loudly. Check out the video. Sadly, they're beer ads.

Straight on

2009-07-24T09:54:00.003+08:00

I've realised that things that potentially might change my life, small or big, they happen in discrete packets of happenings called quanta.

No, I was just joking. Physics-sense huh? (As opposed to common-sense)

I've realised that things that potentially might change my life, small or big, happen spontaneously (No, not Nuclear Physics here). Very very spontaneous.

Now after cancelling the jokey stuff out:

I've realised that things that potentially might change my life, small or big, happen spontaneously, sometimes happen so quickly, that I don't know what to exactly do when they happen, and sometimes can't recall what I did when they were happening.

So that's life for me.

Can I be your memory...?

2009-07-22T17:00:00.004+08:00

I will never be sure whether this will apply to any of you or not, but I look at life in three ways, of which I will explain only two, for the fun of it. No, not exactly... I'm leaving out the third because it is inappropriate to explain here.

First, have a vision that goes forward and is (to be) successful e.g. going to have a great time in the UK if selected for a scholarship, going to have a great life, looking forward and forward and forward and it keeps me looking on forward and forward.

Second, have a 180-degree turn (doesn't matter which way or how you turn, but I prefer turning right) and look back at the past. Well this one makes me go nostalgic. Very very nostalgic. Play a few songs that came out or were famous during those times and I get a really hard bang in the heart saying, "I miss those times...".

That's why sometimes I can't stand listening to old songs or songs that make me think of the past. The effects are uncontrollable. I sometimes go flying and can only reach solid ground some time later.

There are just too many memories to remember. And photos and songs make them easily recallable (does this word exist?). I just hope I have a stable data storage device to store all the pictures and songs that I want so I can reminisce in the later days.

How ever much you miss the days, you have to move on. The most that you can do is to get together with your old buddies, or at most, re-enact what you've been doing in the past... It gives a good feel.

Memories sometimes give a hard time to me but I love recalling them.

One bold statement

2009-07-21T19:37:00.004+08:00

Today is the 21st day of July. (You know that)

Time flies so fast that today itself I am determined enough to say that my birthday is just around the corner.

That will mean that the Qualifying Examinations for A-levels are comparable to being like a couple of days away.

And the real A-levels are something like a week away.

On the brighter side (I'm getting pretty used to twist things from one end of the spectrum to the other, ain't I), that will mean that Ramadhan will be 3 days away and Syawal 5 days away!

So accurate my 'days away' calculations... Not.

I've realised it's time

2009-07-20T18:25:00.003+08:00

The way you have used time has shaped up what you are now.

When I look back at things that I've been through and done, I regret a hell lot.

But the reality is, I can't.

It's shaped you up and you can only make hollow wishes to have done better things in the time that has passed. You can't regret 'cause you don't have a second chance to do something else rather than do the things that you did when you were 16, and 17 (the first half year).

But on the bright side, usually nearly every dull situation has its emergency door out.

The door here lies in changing myself to what I've wanted to be. Starting now.

It's I don't know

2009-07-17T21:30:00.002+08:00

I am so feeble that I can get depressed by reading just two words, maybe even one.

I am so unstable that I can be hyped up one second and nearly cry the other.

I am so desire-oriented that I can just go about thrashing whatever reasoning to just support what my desire says, irrespective of whether I'm truthfully reasoning or not. And I think maybe things don't usually will work well from then on. 'Cause lying usually gets you into trouble.

I am so imaginative that I can cry by just thinking about something totally imaginary.

I am so ignorant that I sometimes overlook other people's situations and get into trouble because of that.

I am so lazy that in months, tonight is the first night that I have completed my Maths homework in accordance with the lessons in school i.e. no delays. I have even planned to have a night out with a few friends just because of this.

A day in Delhi

2009-07-16T22:06:00.005+08:00

First things first, I don't know and I'm not sure, and I can't confirm, but maybe I might have pissed or half-pissed or quarter-pissed or eighth-pissed or sixteenth-pissed someone off today so as I said earlier on, first things first, from deep inside, from the bottom of the wall of my heart (left ventricle? Nearly two years of not touching biology has made me like this) I apologise for pissing anyone off today. First thing done.

So what happened was, I came down to school a little earlier than usual. There was only one line of students queueing up for the temperature check at the waiting bay and I joined in. It was long. It wouldn't be that long if you came at around 7.05 a.m.. A tutor then called for a second line to be made and I joined that one. Greeted him good morning as well as the other tutors in charge of SMSA HSE (as if there is a term like that). Why I tell you all this? 'Cause I think this "Morning, Sir!, Morning, Sir!" thing triggered my good mood that lasted a lifetime. Just kidding. It lasted the whole day.

Went through a good day 'cause I talked and smiled and laughed and asked whereabouts and serious stuff and joke stuff and all that stuff with a lot of people. Exceptionally a lot of people. I feel happy. Why? Because typing the above is a good way to summarise the fact that you've been talking to Pkah, Norlela, Abd. Aziz, Zimo, JJ, Yee Fang, Hanafi, Jason, Abd. Khaliq, many more, and My Physics Tutor (note the capital letters). Only I and only I can understand what I am talking about. Great. Now I know how to make life easy. And short. And simple. On the outside only, by the way. 'Cause inside I've got a picture. A picture paints a thousand words... Okay get me? I have a thousand words (or more) inside me.

I had a haircut. Laugh at me, I don't know about hair and I love to go to the Indian barber. With the energy and good mood and all I greeted the barber, who was new, and we broke the ice. Great. Just as he started cutting, I asked his name and I told my name and we set off right away, after a few sentences...

Him: "Sudah kawin ka kawan?"

Me: "Belum eh... Saya umur 17 bah. Kamu?"

Him: "Belum juga... 22"

Him: "Gaalfren?" i.e. "Girlfriend?"

Right on, now we can talk some real stuff here!

Me: "Tidak ada lah..."

We talked and talked and I got to know that he's still a freshie... only around 9 months into the job I think. Asked him how long he'd intend to work in Brunei, since there's a plethora of Indians around who've been here for more than 20 years. He said he'd go for 15. I said he'd be 37 by the time that time came. He agreed...

I used some Urdu to get the ice really melted. No, I don't speak Urdu. Just some words and broken sentences...

I learnt a great deal from him. As usual, barbers over in Delhi don't earn as much as they do in Brunei. Also, competition for jobs is real damn hard over there. So he came here. Good to see you here Bhai-sab!

I asked him. How the hell do you barbers learn to cut hair? He told me that barbers-to-be in Delhi go for a 4-month course in the profession of barbery (I made that word up), maybe in a hairstyling academy or something, I don't know. They cut the hair of people that want their hair to be cut by barber-trainees. And if the hair gets messed up, it's okay. It's okay. They don't mind. They don't mind. That's what I was told by him. The great thing about him was, he graduated from the hairstyling academy or whatever that did Shah Rukh Khan's and Salman Khan's hairs. I asked him if he had ever met Salman Khan. He enthusiastically said yes! Wow, this is great, I thought.

Him: "Salman Khan, muscle banyak!"

Me: "Ia wah?" Melayan lah.

Him: "Ya... Dia banyak gaalfren, tau..." And he kept on saying the names of most probably hot Indian women celebrities and I went nod, nod, nod, nod, nod...

Me: "Dia sudah kawin belum, itu Salman Khan?" Honestly I don't know about him.

Him: "Belum, belum, dia banyak gaalfren..."

Me: "Oh... Dia banyak gaalfren boleh main-main lah, kalau sudah kawin tida boleh main-main lagi bah"

Him: "Itu lah..."

We somehow got back to him working in Brunei for fifteen years and we talked about him getting married and how would his marriage be, his wife, his kids, if he'd be here in Brunei and the rest over in Delhi. He didn't say much but...

"Saya ada gaalfren bah. Dua orang..."

Wow! I laughed. So I said,

"Itu gaalfren tida marah kah, kamu datang sini Brunei?"

I don't think I got an answer to that...

He gave a nice moustache shave, some facial whatever that felt great on my face and a nice massage.

Paid $4 and bade him Salaam.

This reminds me of my childhood days when I would go out with Ayyub and my dad to the same barber shop (different barber) to get our hairs done and my dad would be shooting off some lively conversation with the barber(s).

Maybe the time has come wherein I would be the one conversing with them.

It's a maze

2009-07-11T16:50:00.002+08:00

This is a question that I cannot answer:

Why do we still need to stack up empty shampoo bottles with the ones still with contents side by side?

I understand the 'empty shampoo bottle' phenomenon especially if the shampoo was an expensive/ specialty shampoo or if it was from some Hilton hotel in Los Angeles or wherever.

I have come across some instances (and so have you, I believe) where you can see stacks of shampoo bottles with the gel douche and moisturising lotion whatnot either on the sink or around the washroom. Beautiful. They must be there. It shows people how much of a traveller you are. In some rare cases can you might even come across eau de toillettes. Complimentary, from the most luxurious hotel you can name. Teriffic!

Despite all this, I still cannot understand why empty shampoo bottles (No, not empty bottles from Hilton hotel in Makkah, it's those Head and Shoulders stuff) must be stacked together with the bottles that are still in use...

Let's go somewhere else.

For a second, I thought, why would the clock show 11 o'clock while it was still daylight (I assumed it was 11 p.m.)? I somehow figured out that the clock wasn't working. So I turned my head the other way. The digital clock didn't lie; It was 4.44 p.m.. Great! Now I understand the reason for displaying 3 clocks in one room. I never got the logic of putting more than one in a single room/common area.

One day, I removed one of the clocks and put it in my room (My room hadn't had a working clock in it for years, till then). It was sickening to see three clocks in one place. The day after, another new clock was there! Fabulous! Someone had put a new clock there! That place really needed 3 clocks after all.

Call it personal

2009-07-10T10:30:00.003+08:00

Well hello dear fellows

I am having a good time these days... However I admit that I am not settled down yet. I'm still floating in mid air... Now can you tell me where the solid ground is again?

I have loads to do... It's mostly school stuff and with full truth and honesty there is a little bit of university stuff to be done to.

I feel demotivated, under pressure and that sort of stuff but thank God my laziness is evaporating away from me by the minute! That's the important thing to bear in mind. Once the laziness goes away, dude, you can fly further than the space shuttle (was the name Voyager I) that took the picture of the Pale Blue Dot. And never come back.

Well, that's the end. See you soon!

We have...

2009-07-08T00:40:00.003+08:00

3 things going on right now:

Some Harry Potter premiere at Leicester Square

Some Michael Jackson funeral at the Staples Centre (I don't care if its official name is Center, we speak English)

Some lazy and tired Pre-U student trying to get things going...

Owner, Admin, user...

2009-07-05T00:08:00.002+08:00

Hello, you either have JavaScript turned off or an old version of Adobe's Flash Player. Get the latest Flash player.

Note the first word.. it's Hello.

Youtube is 'user-friendly'. Unlike you. Haha.

I promised

2009-06-27T00:07:00.002+08:00

You don't ever finish taunting them from morning till evening... No, night in fact. This and that this and that pointing out at even the most minor mistake you see them doing.

Then at 12 am you go to their room to switch off their air-conditioning and you realise how small and cute they are. Cuddled up in their beds. You even want to kiss them cheeks. And they are the same people you've been taunting all day long.

So I'm a problematic person.

Wish I could have cool affection like you all do. Macam kamu, kamu sapa adik-adik kamu, you know, jaga dengan kasih sayang. Siuk wah meliat kamu atu.

2009-06-25T22:27:00.005+08:00

Our of anger, I tell you, out of anger I type this up... What the hell is wrong with some stuff? It leaves me being paranoid. Paranoia. With full truth and honesty and from deep inside I admit that I think this is the first time I am using these words for practical purposes. Paranoia, paranoid, paranormal, parawhatever, para machine gun, parachuters, para-why-is-the-word-'parachuters'-being-underlined-in-red-here,-don't-tell-me-there's-no-parachuters-in-the-dictionary-'cause-I've-heard-the-word-'parachuters'-being-used-before-or-have-I-been-dreaming, para penulis, para pelakon, para-you-name-it-we-have-it, Paramore. At least I like Paramore. Heck.

You know, you want to chat with somebody and suddenly the personal computer restarts by itself for no apparent reason 'cause its a regular phenomenon here and you don't call it an epic event anymore in the world of computers these days 'cause the computers love to give you problems even though the software they're having is the $300-worth original genuine with the Genuine sticker on the CD packaging saying that it's not and it will never be, never ever be pirated software but heck still errors happen no matter how lovingly you take care of the PC e.g. a husband leaving his wife alone in the bed in the middle of the night just to take care of the PC.

And etc etc etc.

You know when you're so polite that you don't want to disturb people on WLM that much 'cause you know you've been bugging people a hell lot recently. But, out of necessity you send a message once. Or twice. Only.

Then here's the lovely part...

For 3 hours you stare blankly at the PC waiting for the reply and at the same time being afraid of sending more messages 'cause you're afraid you're gonna be labelled a bugger.

And it stays just like that. Woohoo.

That's the time when you suspect your PC or the internet has done something bad to you... Or that you've been boycotted. Always hope for silver linings, so choose the first option.

To top things up... I blame myself and no one else.

Goodmorning.

Typed up a bunch but erased it out/

2009-06-23T23:30:00.003+08:00

It doesn't feel rigth doing this stuff.

Forced to

2009-06-23T01:48:00.003+08:00

Sometimes some things happen and sometimes they don't but when they do you've just got to go through them the right way and I haven't been doing so because my bad habits have been disrupting me so now I sit here typing some stuff because I want to.

My experience being in a transition period, partially physically, mostly emotionally... It's challenging and you don't know where to focus your attention on 'cause you're sort of a little lost and don't know where to start from. And new things come by the day. You learn new stuff and try to adapt to them because you're in a transition period and you haven't settled down yet. I don't know for sure when I'm going to settle down because I've broken my cycle and I'm in the process of getting into a new one. It's like jumbling up your daily routine; swapping things here and there and trying to make a new one from scratch. It is hard, though easy to say. You're leaving something you've been living with and adapted to for such a lengthy period of time and you're starting off fresh. Study time, play time, free time, running time, this time, that time, any time. I tell you, it isn't that fun for me even though it sounds interesting. Yes, new things are nice but I can't get these things tucked in my trousers that easily for some unexplainable reason 'cause I'm out of words.

I used to love playing the Rubik's Cube, the 3X3X3 one, solving it not the right way, getting stuck here and there because I didn't go through the tutorials right. Now I've got a 4X4X4 and in full truth and honesty I admit that I don't know how to solve it from scratch. Maybe I'm doing things the Shu'aib's-way-of-solving-Rubik's-cubes way. No wonder. But I hope for the best and I hope I can get to finish things off dengan sempurna.

This wasn't an interesting type-up.

Oh heck

2009-06-18T12:13:00.002+08:00

How outdated I am with today's (No, it's yesterday's) music...

Just recently knew about

Life in Technicolor ii by Coldplay

and

The Show by Lenka

Sweet dreams. Goodnight!

One by one you go

2009-06-18T00:54:00.003+08:00

Tonight didn't work out well but I think I had a fantastic day doing nothing much, being alone, jogging and playing basketball.

Got caught

2009-06-17T22:10:00.005+08:00

It's... been a metamorphosing couple of weeks. Wahalla here, wahalla there. But you try to get things going. Should be living life. Having fun here, having fun there. Not sure what you're really up to. Being spontaneous. I think I like spontaneity. I've been right-clicking the mouse and looking for word suggestions twice already. Couldn't get the metamorpho-what and spontaneousity words. Whatever.

It's great to be at home. Running in the afternoon. Staying up late at night. Forgetting that there's loads of Mathematics and Physics homework and a test to sit for right after the holidays and a lot of catching up with the syllabuses to do. You know, you feel like you want it to go on and on and on till whenever. But that can't happen. A-levels are around the corner... Blink-open, blink-close, blink-open, blink-close (Direct translation of Pejam celik, pejam celik) and you're somewhere in October or November in the examinations hall doing some A-level paper hoping you'd get straight A's and get yourself in an excellent university 10 months later.

You feel good when you've finally landed your feet into an excellent pair of Vans that will now substitute a pair of Converse shoes that doesn't fit in to your wide feet that you've been wearing for more than 2 years. Oh yes, Converse makes quality products; you shouldn't be waiting for them to rot to get a new pair... Lesson learned. Well it was my mistake in the first place... Buying a non-fitting pair of shoes initially.

I'm having a break... Having a look at my friend's nice blog posts. Well he used to be my English teacher in Upper secondary but now since he's gone there and I've gone here, no more student-teacher thingy, so he decided to tell me to regard him as a friend. And I do. I've been bullying him on a handful of occasions.

My brother is here... Talking about Shell. Now he's gone. I didn't pay much attention to him but I got what he meant. At least. Maybe he was irritated by my inattentiveness.

Now give me a couple of minutes.

Done with the break.

Heck, I've got to admit that I'm sort of in line with my friend-whom-I've-been-bullying-a-handful-of-times' posts... That stuff like, when you're feeling 'this' way he comes up with a post that talks about something like 'this'. It's been happening twice already. He inspires me. You gotta give him credit. Don't forget him. He might cry. I've been warned. Joking.

I respect this fellah (fellow) because he's been inspiring me in somewhat an indirect way. He's been teaching the meaning of life. I might be exaggerating but those are the only words that I can think of right now. Not the real real real meaning of life. It's life as in materially, emotionally, that stuff.

I recall this one instance when I was still a student of his. I'm trying to recall properly. It went out like this:

It was the examinations period. I was outside at the school foyer when he came. He had marked my paper and asked me if I had forgotten to write my name on my answer script. I wasn't that sure, but if he was asking, it might be that I had forgotten to.

Okay, I forgot to write my name. I apologised and he said it was okay. He told me to just not do it in the real O-level examinations 'cause I'd turn into a you'll-get-an-X-in-your-English-and-you-would-have-to-write-English-again-in-the-following-June-exams fellow if I did.

Nahhh, the above thingies aren't relevant to today's post. The following is:

Then somehow we talked about failing in examinations. I said I failed once (or was it twice?). It was Mathematics. A topic test. Geometry, that stuff. x-planes, y-planes, (we haven't done z-planes yet), gradient, y-intercepts (no x-intercepts yet), equations of lines (no curves yet, nor planes). Heck, I mixed up the x and y values in getting the gradients. I even wrote something like (0, 1) for a question that asked "State the y-intercept of the line bla bla bla..." I can clearly remember all this 'cause it's right there in my heart, my memory. My first failure. Heck. I was in Form 2 at that time. I was always a top student in class so this failure made me traumatic. I got nervous. I might have cried. Might even peed in my trousers. When the results came out, heck for sure, I did fail.

Wait. Were there two tests that I had failed? One was a failure for sure and one was 'supported'? I can't recall but never mind. I do remember messing up the Geometry or Coordinates, whatever you call it.

I'll branch out a bit then come back on track.

I had failed a Mathematics test (not sure if it was the one I described above or another) but I got 4 marks free of charge (I didn't need to pay bribe) just to get the passing mark of 30 I think. Phew. My teacher explained that I got them because I had represented the school in eXploMaths. We lost in that eXploMaths tourney anyway. She pitied me, I guess. 'Supports' never got more than 1 mark. 2 was the most; you'd have to be really well-behaved in class to deserve a 2-mark 'support' if you failed. 1-mark 'supports' were normal... If you've had experience being a borderliner in tests and that stuff it'd be a party till 11pm for you that night (Yes, you still slept early in Form 2, don't lie) if you did get a free mark to get that 50% locked in on your test results.

Now getting back to me failing a Maths test and its relationship with my friend whom I've bullied several times already.

So, he said something like this,

"Your failure, it proves that you're not a human robot... You're not just being nerdy and studying all the time (What human robots do) ..."

He also said something like,

"It's better to fail now... Have a feel of it... It's better than failing in the real O-levels."

He was right.

There was another instance when I got second place (instead of first) in an inter-school competition held at our school.

My hands were shaky when I was on stage... Everyone saw it.

So he came to me after announcing the results. He was the emcee for the event... English teachers always become emcees (GP teachers if you're in Sixth Form). So what did he say? He said something like this:

"But you did your best right? It was the best that you did. It's not like you didn't do your best."

I felt better. Way better. It was like, he was telling me I did the maximum that I could do and it was great, totally great that I did the maximum that I could do. Even though we didn't get first place.

Had to scroll up to see what I should type up next.

Done with the scrolling. Hoping that readers would be okay with my post. Edit here, edit there. Picture perfect.

I feel that I should continue some more.

I've been watching a lot of movies lately. On TV. Like in my previous post. It happens now and then.

I'll save my words for the next post. I love typing.

Oh uhhh

2009-06-13T02:14:00.007+08:00

Just before I go to bed, I usually scroll through the TV channels. Just a routine before going to bed. If I'm on the wrong channel at the wrong time, I go to sleep peacefully after scrolling for 5 minutes. And if I'm on the right channel at the right time, I might end up watching TV for hours. Scrolled a bit and watched half a movie of Vin Diesel acting in a what should I say, maybe comedy kids/teens movie. I don't know what the title was. Scrolled a bit more and I stayed on for 2 more hours watching

Tornado - Der Zorn des Himmels (2006)

It was translated from German to English, with Malay subtitles. On TV2. Make the best out of what's free. Great movies don't necessarily come with Astro.

Goodnight!

So bright

2009-06-08T21:52:00.001+08:00

It's been months now and finally someone has fixed the lighting in this room. Phew

A short low note this pluck is

2009-06-07T17:42:00.004+08:00

"There was the university professor going to the congress in Paris; the oil engineer travelling to Germany on business; the couple heading off on their honeymoon after getting married on Saturday, when they celebrated with families and friends until 3am.

The mayor of Rio, Eduardo Paes, was mourning the almost certain loss of Marcelo Parente Gomes de Oliveira, not only a top aide, but a man who had been his friend from childhood."

It never does sound good.

The end summed it all up:

"With so few facts established, the cause is still unclear, and the grieving continues."

(Link)

I give you the song Little Wonders by Rob Thomas. Saw my brother watching the video on YouTube.

I don't think the lyrics reveal how I feel right now.

Enjoy.

Censorship

2009-06-04T20:56:00.003+08:00

Censorship was the topic of discussion in General Paper class this morning. I was daydreaming. Ask Eno if you don't believe me.

Our tutor shot questions at us. The question that came to me was:

"What's the other noun in censorship? Aside from censor etc etc."

(He wanted some root words or words connected to censorship or something...)

The word "Censor" and another one was already given. I had to think quick, plus recover from my daydream.

Spontaneous answer:

I said, "Ship."

I can't stop laughing!

The man who surveys drains

2009-06-03T16:23:00.003+08:00

Remember that bloke from my previous post? The worst came:

I have a strong feeling that the person I bumped into this afternoon was him.

AAAAARGHHHHH Imagine if he remembers me!

Let me tell you a true story about myself

2009-06-03T13:22:00.005+08:00

One afternoon, I, as many other people would do, went out. There were these few people doing something at the open drains beside the road. They were doing that something near a road intersection so I slowed down as I approached them because I'd rather not be hit by some other driver. The road wasn't busy so I had the opportunity to stop.

I saw some normal happy faces. "They were doing their job," said I. Normal job, I should say. I lowered down my window and greeted them.

What on earth would you think they were doing? At first sight, I, just like many others, would think that they were fishing. You would think the same way, I believe. Look at a few people peering down an open drain beside the road with some sort of long rod in their hands. You will think the same way as I do.

Now then, here comes the fantastic part.

I asked, "Banyak ikan kah?"

("Are there many fish?")

One of them, extraordinarily enough, wasn't wearing the normal fishing attire. He was well groomed.

He said, "Banyak eh."

("Yeah, a lot.")

Confused, but still with the idea that they were fishing, I asked:

"Bedurih tah?"

("Have you caught any?")

I can't remember what he said here. But it made me think. He then said:

"Kami bukan mancing ni..."

("We're not fishing...")

Oh heck, at this point in time I glanced at the apparatus that they were using. And their attires, again. Obviously they weren't fishing. They had vertically stood up a pole in the drain. On my far left I saw some surveying equipment. I now understood that they were measuring the depth of the drain. They were surveyors, for God's sake. Not fishermen.

Embarrassment.

So, as anyone else would do, I switched to plan B: Buang kes.

"Oh," I said, "Dalam kah air atu?"

("Is the water deep?")

"Dalam jua lah."

("Yeah.")

So then I bade them goodbye. With a thick face.

Thank God that whole thing happened in less than half a minute. It made me wonder, though: what impression would that bloke have on me?

"Oi you, young fellow, don't judge a book by its cover!"

And, by the way, why would he say yes and everything about the fishes when he wasn't fishing? I got caught there.

Heck. Tell me, what should I do when I stumble upon him again in the future? I wish he won't remember me.

So, moral of the story, as I have said just now, would partially be to not judge a book by its cover.

Rancangan masak-masak bersama Chef Shu'aib

2009-05-29T14:19:00.002+08:00

Salty popcorn.

Why not sweet?

Because I mess caramel up easily.

Youtube

2009-05-27T23:35:00.002+08:00

We call it You-tube. You-tee-you-b.

I've heard about this vast continent that's over to the west of the British Isles. They say it's named after Mr Vespucci who beat Christopher Columbus in discovering it.

Yeah, that continent.

Many people there call it You-toob.

That's not the point I'm trying to make.

I'm saying that, I don't download songs that much anymore. Rather I'd listen to them via Youtube.

The irritating part is the loading time.

Bye!

Rich Dad Poor Dad?

2009-05-20T18:28:00.004+08:00

[Looking for money] In every nook and cranny

I find it amusing and interesting. Question: If an economic crisis directly hits us and affects the way we live, would people like us be willing enough, brave enough to do things like these or would we be staying at home doing nothing?

Tiny

2009-05-19T16:40:00.002+08:00

Tiny

Very beautiful slide show. I wish I can contribute photos to the BBC's slide shows.

Assisting in provoking?

2009-05-18T16:47:00.002+08:00

A patent medicine salesman at the fair was shouting his claims for his Rejuvenation Elixir.

"If you don't believe the label, just look at me," he shouted. "I take it and I am 300 years old."

"Is he really that old?" asked a farmer of the salesman's young assistant.

"I really don't know," said the assistant. "You see, I have only been with him for 180
years."

NB: You don't need to know who the assistant is!

Bored

2009-05-06T21:33:00.003+08:00

"Hungry, lethargic, and excruciatingly bored" ...

I suppose it would be funny enough if these were the words describing the feelings of a group of people stranded out in the Arctic cold with a food shortage (note the last two words!)

Interestingly enough, the stranded group of researchers actually did use those words to describe themselves.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/8033969.stm

Know what?

2009-04-11T21:14:00.002+08:00

I've realised that there are distinct types of bloggers. I may have missed out a few more categories:

One who treats their blog like a personal diary and has nothing less than a very, very fancy blog layout so much so that you can hardly read the text.

One who blogs like the 'others' do; a common way of blogging nowadays. It's not normal nor moderate.

One who blogs moderately, with sensible posts and a sensible layout.

One who blogs news.

One who blogs 'unlike the rest'. It can be seen that they want to be different and they don't want to be categorised in any of the above.

Little post

2009-04-10T18:04:00.003+08:00

I'm sorry for not updating my blog.

Our 'old' PC's not working at the moment and we don't know why. You would feel a little sad when you can't sync your iPod with the >10GB library of music files that's in that PC. And all the other ever-so-customised stuff that's over there. All those programs, that stuff. The valuable files too.

I hope we don't need to reformat the PC to get it working again or it'll be a nightmare for us all.

It's a sad moment; we didn't get into the 13th Senior National Debate Competition's semi-finals. (i.e. Lost all three Robin Round debates)

I don't know why (again) but I'm in my sombre times these days. Maybe because of the debate? Or is it because of the old computer? The weather? Or upcoming 'little tests'?

Long and short

2009-03-23T01:05:00.004+08:00

What happens in a millennium can change the world.

What happens in a century can change the world.

What happens in a decade can change the world.

What happens in a year can change the world.

What happens in a month can change the world.

What happens in a week can change the world.

What happens in a day can change the world.

Interestingly, what happens in an hour can change the world.

More interestingly, what happens in a minute can change the world.

Even more interestingly, what happens in a second can change the world.

Most interestingly, what happens in a split second, or even less, can change the world.

Hello and again

2009-03-23T00:56:00.003+08:00

I've been depressed lately. It's because of the holidays. I do not seem to be looking forward to the holidays because I am really focussed towards my studies and CCA. Weird enough? Well, that's the truth actually.

Everything's my fault actually.

This is a confession.

I jogged myself to exhaustion in hope of getting fitter. But I didn't get fitter.

That's actually why.

Seven words are enough

2009-03-23T00:48:00.001+08:00

I go in your direction.

I follow you.

Yeah!

2009-02-26T17:09:00.003+08:00

Somehow today I've got the feel.

Just want to share it.

It's one of those days that feels like 2005. Walking down to KNJ (is it still there?) from St. John's on a cloudy afternoon right after PMB orals. Listening to radioblogclub on one of the computers over there. Ah, wish I can remember what songs I listened to that time.

Anniversary

2009-02-26T16:41:00.003+08:00

"Whoa, berapa tahun sudah kamu couple?"

Hey, just wait a minute, I'm not talking about that?

Certainly not. Come on, Pre-U2's, come on think more academically lah...

I initially intended to type this up last night but for some reason, I couldn't.

Some of you might not remember but 25th February 2008 was our (Pre-U 2008-2009 batch) first day.

Happy Anniversary! LOL.

Being perky, am I? Or lame? HAHAHA.

Nought

2009-02-12T21:20:00.004+08:00

Nought is not the same as nought point nought nought!
Nought point nought nought is nought but nought itself can be nought point O one. (Which isn't nought by the way...)

Geddit?

Yes,

2009-02-04T14:26:00.003+08:00

Whatever I typed in the previous post, I think they are true.

And I really mean it when I say that I'm in a dilemma.

Dilemma

2009-02-04T13:56:00.003+08:00

After a rough overlook of things around me right now, I find that basically I'm in a dilemma.

There is one and only one thing that I should be doing, therefore there is no option, no alternative to what I should be doing. Yet, due to lack of focus (it's really saddening wah why I have lack of focus, banar), my heart's desire looks around and searches for other things to do. And when my heart does find other things to do, there the dilemma begins: Whether to do or not to do the things that I'm not supposed to do.

And if I do the other things that I'm not supposed do to, I stamp myself with the failure stamp. Total failure.

Fail betul lah.

Ain't it depressing? It is, actually.

After realising that I have failed, and that I'm depressed, I get myself into a dilemma(2nd dilemma). Because honestly, I sometimes don't know what to actually do: What should I do now? This or that?

Then I end up doing nothing much good, i.e. wrong actions.

Which means: Failure.

Failure means: Depression.

Depression means: Dilemma.

It might go on or it might stop but I just don't know what will happen next.

If it continues, it's going to be a severe and vicious cycle.

Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression ->
Dilemma -> Wrong Actions -> Failure -> Depression -> ...

And it might not stop just about there.

Argh.

Only a few words

2009-01-20T17:15:00.000+08:00

What is the problem with me? For a fact, I strive and strive, looking for the answer. To my avail, I fail. I admit that I have anger management problems and some emotional instabilities, too. I try to reaffirm myself by telling myself that they are the ups and downs of life; they are very normal. We’ll see, I’ll give it a try. Nothing’s not worth trying unless proven really harmful.

Am I being too lenient in having good perceptions? I think not. I want to be a person who has good perceptions on things.

Let me copy this into my blog.

It never came across my mind that it would take 2 pages if printed out

2009-01-20T01:01:00.001+08:00

It’s worthwhile, I know. The sacrifice, the pain, the fatigue, the tired eyes in doing daily work and chores while thinking and worrying of that specific ‘thing’; they all sum up to the result: a healthy, happy, peaceful outcome.

Sometimes natural human feelings get into the way; and tiresome work to overcome this never-to-be-cured disease all comes in if they are not neglected. But if they are, how happy and harmonious will a person live his life; no pressure, no stress, no worries (there are, but this particular being does things his way so much so that the worries just seem to be small obstacles, or even disappear from the radar of worries), and to the extent that there is no nothing (not entirely, though).

This muddled up English of mine gives a higher probability of readers to not understand my words (I, seriously, am not praising myself). It, maybe, will only be understood perfectly by me myself, for I am the being who arranged these words into sentences.

It is with sombre and worry that I press the keyboard keys in typing this article up. It may be a pastime when I am disturbed in this specific way, it may be not. However, it puts a sigh of relief, though maybe temporarily only, on my adrenaline-powered body. If it was not for the adrenaline, my tired and weak body should be in bed by now, my mind high up in the heavenly bodies that swirl beyond the scope of this solar system of ours.

The relief that I yearn for, ever so lasting, may be coming. I can see the shadows. The shadows of a hope cast by the sun at dawn. Long, thin, slender, indicating that it still seems just a teeny bit far away. It may be just around the corner. I hope the sun can help shine some uplifting rays, helping me regain myself from something like a hypnosis that shook me off my socks really hard.

That was a teeny bit emotional, wasn’t it? Let’s give it a little push and get back on track.

The worries, I propose, maybe, should not stop. Why not? Let’s just see it crudely for the moment. You see, if you stop worrying, you stop thinking about it because your heartbeat slows down and you gasp for air, and you start clenching your fists in the ever so beautiful atmosphere, exclaiming “Okay, job done! No worries! Let’s set that aside. It’s not of the agenda anymore, right? It’s already in our hands! The very thing that encouraged our prospect is now in our hands! What are we waiting for? Why bother to think more? Let’s move on!” Your mind completely gets that thing off your urgent list and you totally forget about that because you’re assuming it’s perfectly under you control, when maybe, or to be extreme, most probably it is not.

When things go wrong, when the bolt has lost its nut, when the gears get rusty, there are plenty of solutions available, provided you move and work and search for it like you’re searching that mobile phone when you’ve lost it and one of the least expected is coming – an important phone call that may change your whole life. If you don’t exert effort, nothing will come back, for sure. But if you have, and there is no result yet – note the word that I have used, ‘yet’ – it may mean that you have not put enough effort and sacrifice; not strong enough to induce a reaction, a bounce, a reply, basically. The solution? Work harder.

I, myself, have got myself quite a tiny bit muddled up as to what the purpose of this writing is. I have run here and run there with my thoughts, and maybe arbitrarily, this is the said outcome. Some things look mixed up. Are my thoughts playing me? Most certainly not, for I have near-complete control over it. Is it my unstable, crumpled state of mind? I’m not so sure about that, bearing in mind that the mind can be very influential in decision-making within oneself. But for sure, I am not writing nonsense. Nonsense is never there unless I say that it is nonsense (or at least, I think of it as nonsense). One thing pops up here: do I sound contradictive? Maybe yes. But if I am adamant on one decision, I will stay adamant, and I will. However, I won’t be contradictive then.

Let me finish off for today and print what I have produced so far. (20/1/2008, AM)

Bubblebox.com

2009-01-17T21:48:00.004+08:00

Nice website. Loved to play on it since the first day I discovered it.

I played Ragdoll Cannon just now and guess what?

My ranking decreases by the minute. See, I'm at fifth. Initially, I was fourth.

Mongolia

2009-01-14T17:27:00.004+08:00

You see, I just went through my daily news subscription through e-mail and something caught my eye:

Mongolia

I remember this joke that Anwar Ibrahim made with regards to the Malaysian Deputy Prime Minister... he said something like "Najib Mongolia". It was alleged that the latter had something to do with the Altantuya court case. Well, that's the least of my concerns today.

You see, I complain about my pimples that I want to get rid of, my ragged clothes, the iPod casing that never seems to arrive, and that sort of stuff.

But when I look and think out of the box, there are millions of people out there who have more urgent needs than I do.

Upside-down

2009-01-08T22:34:00.002+08:00

I have a lot to say but I withdrew everything. I just leave these two sentences.

Imagine how debased our thinking has become that we are afraid of hunger. What may happen, at most we will die.

(Sourced from somewhere)

Open up

2008-12-30T20:54:00.002+08:00

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens: but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us.” - Helen Keller

One good quote to make yourself think out of the box, yeah.

I wanted to make a brilliant comeback post but sadly tonight my health isn't permitting. Might do one tomorrow.

SO,

2008-11-24T23:38:00.002+08:00

WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ARROGANT AND INCONSIDERATE OPPORTUNIST WHO COULDN'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING BUT HIMSELF AND ONLY HIMSELF (AND HIS TUMMY THAT NEVER SEEMS TO BE FULL)?

HE'S GONE INTO HIDING. PROBABLY IN HIS CAVE.

I can't spill too much here but...

2008-11-10T23:25:00.000+08:00

I miss you.

Movies

2008-11-10T23:02:00.005+08:00

Well, it's been a while. Maybe some people who used to come here don't anymore because of the lack or articles published here.

I have realised that I have some sort of movie addiction. I look for interesting movies in the TV schedule of the Brunei Times. I lay my eyes on them especially on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday. I think I'm going to add Sunday, too.

Wednesday: RTM2, 10.00pm
Friday: TV3, 10.00pm
Saturday (Sunday morning?): TV3, 12.30am
Sunday: RTM1, 11.30pm (and there's something on RTB2, too)

And I get glued to the idiot box until the show's over.

I watch the (sometimes) outdated series, documentaries, and reality shows on RTB1 and RTB2. Very interesting and amusing.

I rarely buy DVDs.

I rarely go to the cinema.

I download movies (the ones on TV are usually old) to get hot and new movies, via torrents and direct downloading.

"Stingy Shu"... Nice name.

List of movies I have watched at the cinema (not in any order at all, and surely not complete):

Madagascar
National Treasure
(One of the) Harry Potter (movies)
Chicken Little
Kung Fu Panda
Dark Knight (that's the most recent one)
Get Smart
Transformers
Hitman
Lords of Dogtown

I forgot the rest...

The first one didn't work

2008-10-24T11:03:00.002+08:00

I was overconfident all this while... Until we got a second wake up call.

I failed a Physics test.

And I know what happens when I fail a Physics test...

What's going to happen during AS if I don't do anything?

I gotta thank him very much. I will study this afternoon.

(I'll be doing Chemistry this morning)

And seriously, I think I won't be revising that subject. Yes, that one with the calculations (Don't say the word!)

Birthday

2008-10-22T21:06:00.003+08:00

This post is not intended to be rough whatsoever. I'm avoiding emoticons just for the fun of it. And, I don't want to say names, unless you want them. Tell me if you do.

Honestly, I don't mind if people don't greet me on my birthday. Rather, I'd like my birthday to be secluded.

On the 20th, I told only 2 people that it was my birthday.

However, I don't lie to my Facebook account. So, people sang for me at the school canteen during recess. I told them to hush but they didn't want to. So I let them sing.

My mum insisted on phoning me even though I was busy doing something. She was at a bakery and only wanted to confirm what cake I would prefer. Mums indeed do sacrifice a lot for their children.

My brother and I went for Raya too, over at my close friend's house. I enjoyed it very very much.

We had cake when we got back home. I didn't want to blow the candle (I stuck one candle only); the kids did (no, not my kids; my younger siblings). Well finally, I did, though, I relighted the candle numerous times because of the high demand to blow it out, and I myself blew it out once.

Today was the first time in my life that I got a surprise birthday cake. It was during lunch-break.

Yes, I went through some nonsense and made-up stories so that I wouldn't get out of the classroom and the surprise would go on fine. Funny enough, I believed what I had been told.

I want to thank all of you very very much for doing this for me. I really enjoyed it very much. I don't care if it's two days late whatsoever. I really appreciate you lot and what you have done for me. Especially that person who had bought the cake.

I want the pictures, please. That's a demand. Because I didn't take any pictures except for one.

I cut the cake into pieces and I wasn't really not good at it. We gave the cake out to whoever was there, including my Mathematics and General Paper tutors, who happened to know it was my birthday that was being celebrated.

My face got smudged with cream. So was everyone else's.

The bottom line is, it's an event for me to remember.

Oversleep

2008-10-18T09:45:00.005+08:00

Oversleep; looking at it from one aspect, I have been through that recently.

You know, when you wake up at 7.30am and you want to steal a few more minutes of sleep, the few minutes just multiply so much that you wake up only after 9.00am.

This happened to me a few times recently and it just 'deactivates' me. I just become stagnant when I'm supposed to be really active and dynamic on that day.

Except for Friday. Mum wakes me up at 9.00am every Friday so I don't want to talk about Fridays. It's usually always 9.00am and I don't want to consider that oversleeping because if I do, my morale will get too low.

P.S. I'm getting stressed out because I forgot Fazil's second blog URL. :(

N.B. Selamat Hari Raya (Birthdays have belateds, why not Rayas too? *Cari alasan* ) Maaf Zahir Batin. Please forgive me for any mistake and wrongdoing that I have done to anyone of you.

Anyway as Nusantarans we celebrate Raya Fitrah for 1 month and that means we're still Raya-ing. Righttt? :)

With pleasure

2008-09-29T22:28:00.002+08:00

Everyone gather around, we are just in time for some eye-washers. I'm out of date and have a different taste, so you might want to stick your tongue out at me.

SHOES.

These are examples of what I have been wearing in the past years...

Mine was canvas with black linings.

I was the third owner of a Vans. The second owner coloured it all black so he could use it to school. I bought it for $5 so you know how dilapidated it should've looked like. My mum eventually threw it away without my notice (after months of convincing me to get rid of them, but I didn't want to) and bought me a pair of proper shoes for school.

And now, I wear:

For school (but mine is way cheaper than this one and it doesn't shine at all because it's cheap)

For casual:

I have a pair of black Asadi Ultralites, the ones that look like shoes but they've got holes on the upper part. (Picture unavailable)

Strikefit rubber semi flip-flops. (Picture unavailable)

And something like this:

But mine's brownish.

I guess I'm sticking to low-cut All-Stars (you call them low-cuts, right?)

BAGS. (Sorry I don't know what to type about if it were to be HANDBAGS. :( )

I, like many of you, have been using "Beg Sikut" to school. By far, it's the most famous type of bag:

In about the year 2000, the "Beg Surong" craze came into town.

I remember having a bag like that with a Beast Wars character on it.

I think my bag had that character whose skin was like a leopard's.

Everyone would race their Bage Surongs against each other, from the class to the school's main entrance, when school dismissed.

"Zooom.. EEEEEEK (screech)"

"Voooooomm (Change gears) Voooooooooomm (Change gears) Voooooooooomm..."

There was a time that sling bags were the hot talk of the kids. I wasn't excluded.

I had a black-maroon one with NY Yankees' logo on it.

I was really crazy into messenger bags at one instance (in the year 2006). I like messenger bags and I still use a messenger bag to school.

Will update and make another post on SELUAR and maybe even SKIRTS.

WeGot^(tm)

2008-09-27T12:05:00.002+08:00

I just have no idea what to blog about. I guess I have been so busy these days that I don't feel empty and have nothing else to do but blog.

WeGot^(tm) (I don't know how to put the TM in upperscript, is that what you call it?)

WeGot^(tm) the lowest prices. That's going to make other service providers (esp. DST) flop.

WeGot^(tm) excellent services and our focus is on the basic ones only, cause no one usually uses the other auxiliary services.

We are the brand that's similar AirAsia in terms of budget service.

We are the brand that gives 5-star quality service like the best hotel on earth.

Jangan sesekali terkesan

2008-09-14T22:06:00.004+08:00

Balik-balik dah saya pesan diri saya sendiri, jangan terkesan.

Jangan terkesan, jangan terkesan dan jangan terkesan.

Saya harap saya tidak akan terkesan.

Saya mengaku ada salah dan silap dan daripada salah dan silap saya itu saya menerima akibat yang buruk.

Saya seorang yang lemah. Saya tidak dapat buat kerja yang memerlukan 2 badan, 4 tangan, 4 kaki, dua kepala, dua otak, dua pasang mata, dua pasang telinga. Saya hanya ada setengah daripada apa yang diperlukan.

Saya hanya ada satu badan, dua tangan, dua kaki, satu kepala, satu otak, sepasang mata, sepasang telinga. Tak banyak... Tak boleh buat dua kerja dalam satu masa. Tak boleh menyelam sambil minum air.

Saya hadapankan kepentingan-kepentingan yang lebih berprioriti dan pada masa yang sama saya cuba untuk tidak mengendahkan kepentingan-kepentingan yang lain.

Ini semua salah saya. Ini semua terjadi akibat kelemahan saya. Saya belum mampu untuk membuat apa-apa kerja dengan baik. Tolong maafkan saya, kerana saya hanya seorang manusia yang kurang daripada biasa.

"Saya bukan orang baik-baik
Saya suka kepada orang baik-baik
Saya mahu jadi orang baik-baik
Tuan doakan saya supaya saya jadi orang baik-baik"

I'm not sure if the above is 100% correct but I think it sounded like that.

Guess what?

2008-09-10T23:54:00.010+08:00

Spontaneously watched Zathura just now on TV2 (not everybody has Astro). The credits are still running. I didnt watch the first 15-20 minutes because I wasn't at home by then.

Most of you have watched this a couple of years ago, I know, but I only watched it just now. I knew it was something like Jumanji; the movie poster says so:

One thing I sensed, apart from the amazing storyline and graphics, is the value of brotherhood.

The two brothers in the movie (Walter and Danny):

These two brothers quarreled and fought a lot throughout the movie but eventually stopped when they realised the value of having a brother.

In real life, sisters apply too, remember that.

Jonah Bobo (Danny; picture below) is a good, young and cute actor; I enjoy being entertained by his talent.

I've got a few quotes from the movie to share. The pieces get together when one remembers how the story went. Credits go to IMDB.Com. They are more or less like these...

Walter: [reads card] Meteorites. Take evasive action.
Danny: What does that mean?
Walter: I don't know, it just says "Meteorites. Take evas-
[meteorite shoots through card]

He should have taken cover while the meteorites struck, but instead...

Danny: [Running around in circles as meteors bombard the living room] Take evasive action! Take evasive action!

Walter: [Reads card that ejected from the game] Reprogram...
Danny: Reprogram?
Walter: What does that mean?
Danny: How am I supposed to know?
Walter: [Tries to do something: Points up card to robot] REPROGRAM!
[Robot attacks instead of reprogramming]

This part of the script really proves that Danny doesn't know how to read well:

Danny: [reads card] Rest... on... standing... astroturf...
Walter: What?
Danny: Rest on standing astroturf!
Walter: Gimme that.
Walter: [reads card] Rescue stranded astronaut!

Walter: [Talking about Zorgons] What do they eat?
Astronaut: Meat.
Danny: That's good.
Astronaut: Dude, you're meat.

When Lisa knew about the Zorgons, she asked a bit more...

Lisa: [Panicking] What are Zorgons?
Danny: [Out of breath] Zorgons are the lizardmen. They eat meat and we are meat!

Survey

2008-09-04T22:33:00.004+08:00

Morgan Wee Kok Yen (Ngam kah?) and some more (I forgot who they are) have tagged me.

01. Would you fart inside an elevator?

I have 4 answers:

If it is empty, and there is a high chance of no one getting in in a few seconds, I WILL fart.
If it is empty, and there is a high chance of people getting in in a few seconds, I WILL NOT fart.
If it isn't empty, and my fart is predicted to be a silent one (Dalam diam aku beraksi) I WILL fart.
If it isn't empty, and my fart is predicted to be not silent, I WILL NOT fart.

Moral of the story: Don't come with me into an elevator.

02. What will you do if the person you like doesn't like you back?

Just let it be. It will take me hours to explain this so just let it be short and simple. (And sweet.)

03. Miss Piggy + Kermit the Frog = OTP?

So be it.

04. Are you confused as to what lies ahead of you?

Not so.

05. What's your ideal lover like?

Get to know the right person, and you will know.

06. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone else?

Loving someone. It will take me hours to explain this so just let it be short and simple. (And sweet.)

07. If the person you like does not accept you, would you continue to wait for them to change their feelings?

Yes. It will take me hours to explain this so just let it be short and simple. (And sweet.)

08. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?

Just let it be. It will take me hours to explain this so just let it be short and simple. (And sweet.)

09. Is there anything that has made you unhappy recently?

Yes but no complaints.

10. What do you want most in life?

A confirmation of my success in this world and the hereafter.

11. Is being tagged fun?

Yes, for those surveys that aren't nonsense.

12. If you find out that your best friend is going out with your boyfriend/girlfriend, how would you react?

Best friends don't do that.

13. Who is currently the most important person to you?

Not sure. But I have a few names in mind.

14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?

A person whose field of profession is the "Friend or No-Friend" discipline.

15. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?

Married and poor.

16. Would you rather be a bum or be a busy person?

Busy. Busy with useful work.

17. Would you give your all in a relationship?

Yes.

18. Define LOVE.

Ask a billion people and a billion answers is what you get.

19. Milk chocolate, white chocolate or dark chocolate?

White.

20. If you played a prank on someone, and he/she fell for the trick, what would you do?

Laugh and enjoy the show.

I have to tag 8 others.

Syu
Faiz-HS
Ahmed Fazil
Abdul Azim

I don't know who else to tag.

So I need 4 perasan people to finish the job for me (mengakun lah yg aku tag kamu, okay?) Thank you very much.

One statement

2008-09-02T22:49:00.003+08:00

Hari ini, kerana takut kepada kematian (iaitu sesuatu yang pasti menimpa dan tidak boleh dielakkan), manusia sanggup menyebarkan perkara yang batil.

Sometimes, information regarding Islam that is forwarded through e-mails is nonsense and stands on no firm ground. (There is no proof to support the information)

Yet Muslims send and forward those e-mails because they are scared of the blackmailing that is included in the mail, for example:

Whoever ignores this, death be upon him!

(Jadi, I kena forward kat you lah, sebab if I tak forward, I mati nih!)

This shows how scared we are of death, while death is a thing that will surely happen to us, if not today, tomorrow.

It is Allah who controls life and death. Not to worry.

This needs more explanation. Feel free to contact me if you want to discuss with me regarding this matter.

Physics-oriented

2008-09-01T15:23:00.005+08:00

I have two quotes for today:

"Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened."

This implies how good it is to sit at the back in Physics class and have a classmate in the front who is very skilled in this "Friend or No-Friend" (or maybe even relationships) business.

Basically, today he just wore a t-shirt with that phrase on the back of it underneath his school shirt.

The paragraphs above also imply that I tend to quote my Physics tutor (just like my friend does), because he is also one of the people who loves to deal with this "Friend or No-Friend" phenomenon, and he likes to say things like,

"If your friend do this to you (which usually is only such a small thing), means your friend no-good, so don't friend him anymore lah"

Please smile or giggle because he doesn't mean that at all.

The picture below states and explains the 2nd quote. Anybody who is sakai-sakai about this picture, let me tell you I'm not sakai because I've seen it years ago and once I put it on my Friendster profile when I was still living my 'happy life which was full of happy memories' (refer to Physics lessons lol).

For more info, go to your nearest Masjid.

Independence

2008-08-31T09:28:00.002+08:00

Well, the people next door *points on the piece of land adjacent to Brunei on a map of the World* (Malaysia lah, not your annoying neighbour) are celebrating their Independence Day today.

Independence: a noun
Independent: I don't know

(Shows my weakness in the theory of word form...)

If a nation has frees itself from being colonised and gains independence, what do we free ourselves from?

A few suggestions:

Pampers
The milk bottle
Mummy sending you into the classroom every morning...

The intermediate and teenage levels, you can figure out yourself.

Then at one peak point of time in your life, you feel so free and independent that you're like the freest bird and you can fly anywhere you want to and do anything you want to...

Is that the independence that we want to gain?

Or is it a different type of independence?

Think for yourself.

Realignment

2008-08-28T23:15:00.004+08:00

As per request from someone in the CBox (Is my sentence construction correct?) I have come up with a follow-up post to get myself back on track.

Blog's getting more personal by the day...

Sambungan dari post yang anu, kepala tajuknya "Matlamat", okeh?

Aku inda ku tau apa kan di taip ani... Masih ku bepikir-pikir.

Bah malam ani betemparik kawasan KB (inda tau di Bandar lah ah) tapi kawanku anu Cina danganku chatting tadi atu awar rasanya, takutnya komputa nya atu rusak bah. Jadi ia pun offline

Aku tatap online, pasal aku ada hal sikit lah.

(It's funny to know that some Malaysians (Peninsular people) love to say "Bah" repeatedly to us 'cause they don't use "Bah" over there)

[The real follow-up post starts here]

Banarnya aku ni ada matlamat kan dicapai/dituju. Tapi usahanya nada bah. Lalai kan melayan segala distracter atu... Yatah nah nya urang tua-tua katani, "Jangantah te ikut-ikut kawan atu." Tapi aku masih jua ikut-ikut.

Bukan inda buleh ikut kawan... Tapi

Ya mesti ada balance wah. Balance between matlamat sama fun. Fun atu lain, matlamat atu lain. Matlamat atu lain, fun atu lain.

Tau pulang ku tu nyamo, tapinya aku masa ni inginkan fun atu bah. Yatah lari tu dari matlamat tadi atu. Paham?
[Pauses here for a second]

Ia jua melayan stress sama badmood kuat marah urang bgilbgabsdv ag wgwrg

Antah eh.

Skali ada tia karang te insut-insut kan mengampu...

Ingar eh. Suaranya saja kedangaran. Ia saja kan manang.

Nah lari tia dari kepala tajuk asal.

[Press resume and the post continues from here]
Lari dari kepala tajuk batis tangan kuku inda papa.

Jangan saja lari dari matlamat. Atu inda buleh di lari-lari tu.

Okay so you can see I'm a little mentally unstable now but I look physically okay.

But I'm back on track sebab matlamat atu yang ku tuju.

Leave the rest behind. Langkah jauh, pergi je. You dah ada matlamat. Now go.

Just do what you're supposed to do right now.

Things will fall into place later, don't worry.

[And it ends here]

"When darkness turns to light, it ends tonight, it ends tonight..."

some lyrics from It Ends Tonight by the All-American Rejects, Move Along, 2005 (?)

Something to ponder

2008-08-27T15:19:00.010+08:00

I was entertaining a heated discussion this morning, and out of it, I conclude that:

"Good photographers are people who can take pictures very well, and
Good photo-editors are people who can edit pictures very well."

Not all good photo-editors are good photographers, and vice versa. And there is no doubt some people are good in both. Or even bad in both. (Just like me)

But the problem here is, what if someone isn't good at photography, but instead is 'talented' in photo-editing only ~~(give that filter, give this filter, yeah give it a little sepia touch, maybe blur that bit up to make it look professional, lol that stuff)~~ yet claims to be a good photographer/good in photography by photo-editing the not-so-good photography that he/she has produced?

Remember, photography and photo-editing are two separate entities.

So if you're only good at editing, don't say you're a good photographer.

'Cause the good photographer gets the best of his work through his lens, not on the computer.

I don't know how much this is done in practice, but for me, the true photographer is the one who has his final masterpiece unedited.

Matlamat

2008-08-26T16:43:00.004+08:00

I prefer to blog in Malay for this (Melayu tunggang terbalik campur slang Semenanjung)

Hidup ni kena ada matlamat lah ah. So, bila ada matlamat, baru ada erti hidup kita di dunia ni. Orang yang takde matlamat, dia macam orang yang tengah mabuk lah. Hoyong-hayang, sini-sana. Takda matlamat. Takda tujuan.

Tapi dah jadi fitrah dah kite hidup ni ada matlamat. Tak kira matlamat tu ape, nak jadi kaye ke, nak jadi hero ke, nak jadi ape ke... yang penting kena ada matlamat. Masing-masing orang ada matlamat tersendiri lah. Sorang nak jadi pilot, sorang nak jadi bomba, sorang nak jadi jeneral, macam-macam lagi.

So kita dah ada matlamat, jadi kita jangan duduk goyang kaki kat beranda rumah je... Kite kene sandarkan diri kita ke arah yang betul untuk capai matlamat tersebut. Kite kene ubah fokus. Kita kena fokus untuk capai matlamat kita tu.

Memang macam-macam rintangan yang kita hadapi kalau nak capai matlamat/tujuan kite. Kalau takde rintangan yang nak dihadapi apabila nak capai sesuatu matlamat tu, matlamat tu bukanlah matlamat. Ianya hanya perkara yang kita dah buat/pernah buat. Ataupun ianya suatu matlamat yang dah dicapai suatu masa dahulu.

Satu lagi perkara, bila kita dah ada matlamat, don't even dream of wasting your time on other things. Tu hanya distracter untuk halang kita dari mencapai apa yang kita nak. Walaupun you dah betul-betul pissed off tentang satu perkara tu, JANGAN LAYAN. Kena move on. You dah ada matlamat you, you kena pergi, langkah jauh. You punya matlamat sedang tunggu untuk you mencapainya. Dia sedang MENUNGGU. Dia sedang memanggil-manggil you, tapi apa you buat? You duduk goyang kaki dan layan segala distracters tu. Macam mana nak progress kalau macam ni? Macam mana nak capai matlamat?

So, kita kene refocus kepada matlamat kita dan jangan bagi muka kat distracters.

Proclamation

2008-08-18T21:51:00.001+08:00

I do not care if things do not go my way. Just let it be.

What else is there to say? What else is there to do?

Should I hold on to this principle?

Mo I hope you're the first one to comment.

Taggers daggers spankers

2008-08-18T21:08:00.006+08:00

Momo (Ah Lut) and NISAAAAA (Kakanya) have 'tagged' me:

3 Golden Rules
• State 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself
• The 10 people I tag are then to follow my footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts.
• No tag backs

1. My eyes are sometimes blurry
2. I stammer occasionally in normal conversations (but frequently while doing unplanned speeches/presentations)
3. I am not able to control myself at times (talking, joking around, etc)
4. I like to relax a lot
5. I think I have an acceptable voice for singing
6. I don't like waiting too long.
7. I like to go around town quickly when I'm alone, doing my own things the way I want to
8. I use up my sweet time the way I want to
9. I love to drive the way I want to
10. I am very unorganised
11. I do not care about and strongly disagree with some so-called innovative ideas to modernise things up
12. I want to live life they way it's supposed to be lived
13. I am happy right now with what I do in school (actually I'm not supposed to be happy)
14. I headbang to metal
15. I do not care if things do not go my way

I tag 10 people on my Links list.

Whoever thinks that he/she is tagged, go ahead and do your stuff. Whoever thinks that he/she is not tagged, go ahead and do your stuff. Because there's no way I'm gonna fish out 10 of you and tell in your CBoxes that you're tagged.

Wake-up call

2008-08-17T22:09:00.010+08:00

A tutor at Sixth Form had had a few words for the Pre-U1's:

"Sometimes, the very things that have gotten you where you are, are the very same things that will prevent you from going to the next level."

It's absolutely true.

1. For the first time in his/her teaching career did one of the tutors call his/her students stubborn, and we are his/her students.

2. Never did a tutor see results as terrible as the ones that we have obtained in our tests and examinations.

3. One of the tutors says that, every year, their subject department can produce nearly 100% passes in A-level examinations. Now, it is already doubted if their department can even produce 75% passes in our batch's examinations next year.

And to top things up:

4. The principal says that we are the school's worst batch ever.

What else is there to say?

A very meaningful message has been revealed.

Sorakan Emosi Beijing 2008

2008-08-15T11:16:00.010+08:00

Funny how some athletes build up their spirits and stiffen their confidence by either saying things to themselves or interacting with their coaches and/or the cameramen:

"Yes man!"

"Whassup man!"

"Let's go!"

Say each word with a Cameroonian accent.

Brice Vivien Batchaya Ketchanke is a Cameroonian weightlifting athlete and he had to call it a day because he didn't manage to lift the 185Kg weights this morning.

Seems like the author watched a bit of the Olympics live on TV today.