kasihan..

at the age of 23, for the first time in my life where i have to choose a path with no guidance or information to be research on, i am lost...

many people have successfully achieved something, or at least, they would have known what's laying down ahead of them. Instead of entering the workforce full of enthusiastic (at least for the first few days), i am sitting in front of my laptop, wondering if there's actually a place for me to place my baby step of my hopeful career.

at first it appears to be full of option that i was spoiled with joy n refuse to put any thoughts into it. Ironically, there's nothing left for me to choose now and i am so so lost that every morning i have to ask myself if i should listen to my gut, or my heart, or my brain, or even my foot to decide on what to do next

i missed being a student. i missed being occupied with assignment because you have to work your ass on something that is insignificant to anyone in this world besides yourself.what so great about tat? you dont have to be responsible to anything but yourself. i always thinking myself as an individual, n yet when it comes to decision making, it amazed me how it might actually affect people around me. there's is no way for me to please everyone around, and the worst thing is to choose between your family and yourself.

should you love yourself more because your body is given by the parent you love, or should you love your parent more because they gave you the soul?

difference taste bud

Have u ever been shocked to know that things that you hated a lot a lot a lot turn out to be super duper popular and worshiped by many commoners and. I felt so gutted and disgusted when that happened to me. Caramel flavour, is a good example of it. My family and i hated caramel flavour a lot ( but we loved coffee with lots of sugar, doesnt make much sense, yes i know), but in New Zealand, also any product that you can imagine of contain caramel flavour. From McDonald's ice cream, Uncle Toby's Muesli Bar to coffee syrups & Candy, all these junks (well, some of the muesli bars are good for health i must admit though...) have caramel flavour to choose from. It's just the matter of time before Colgate deciding to produce a caramel Flavour toothpaste...

According to study, everywhere else in the world, the top 3 ice cream flavours are vanilla, chocolate and strawberry. But in New Zealand, hokey pokey takes out the second spot after vanilla, followed by chocolate. please do not mistaken this hokey pokey with the funny little hokey pokey song/dance perform by the idiotic Elmo. Hokey pokey is a ice cream flavour which is actually a vanilla with lots of caramel crystals embedded in it. i would seriously love to know who the hell gave such a kiddy name to this flavour. But then again, it might be the name that attracted the kids and then become the 2nd most popular ice cream flavour in NZ

The main reason i wrote all this shit is that I CANT BELIEVE THE TWISTED BORING DEPARTED ACTUALLY WON THE OSCAR~! the whole show is such a retard except the brilliant acting of Jack Nicholson. the only 3 words i can remembered from the show are fuck, fuck and fuck. the f word is like the adjective of every single sentence in the show, and the whole story is so twisted from the original. I have never been so proud of HK movie after i finished watching the departed. Mat Saleh, go n watch Infernal Affair, then u would know what kind of movie deserve a Oscar~!

Greeting

Have u ever pretended to be warm when u met some acquaintances on the street? and you always give each other a good handshake or a hug, then starts your short conversation by some greeting or updating each other current life or even trying to get his/her name as you have totally forgotten about their name?

hypocrisy is the capability that everyone has, its just the matter of how much you are willing to unleash it. Greeting warmly to a person you cant even recall his/her name is a good indication stating tat you have been in this world long enough to have an extended social circle and have lots of acquaintances living around you. Not only that, the way you greet your friend also provides an indication of your age....

at the age of 15, i would asked the acquaintance :" how's study? where did you attend your physic tuition?"

at the age of 18, i would asked the acquaintance: " how's your result? getting any scholarship? where you studying?"

at the age of 22: " how's ur study? when are you graduating?"

age of 23:" how's job hunting?"

and currently, this is how i greet my acquaintance " how's your baby? and your wife doing good?"


its just the matter of time before i start asking my friend which school their children are studying at......

Studentville

once again, its THE orientation week. If you are one of those student that experienced orientation that involved dumbass games and bully, you have my sympathy. Here, THE Studentville, celebrate orientation with 3 activities : Drink, Party and Sex.

It may be considered as socially unacceptable in the eastern world, but hey, each society have their own boundary. As you are pointing finger at them saying how disgusting it is, the other 4 fingers of yours are pointing at you back with disgust on how could we eat all kind of exotic animals and paying huge sum of money for the vomits of swallow.

sadly, most of us are too easily label something as bad although it actually means something is 'not my cup of tea'. i learned this theory from my sister friend of mine, when he came down from penang and had a taste of klang Bah Kut Teh. When my sister asked him how does it taste like, he told my sister that the Bah Kut Teh does not suit his taste. My sister then asked him what so bad about the Bah Kut Teh here, then he told my sister:" dont get me wrong, i did not say it is bad, what i am saying is that it does not suit his taste as i'm used to the penang-style Bah Kut Teh. There is a huge difference between this two statement, but most of us are unaware of it"

happy chinese new Year

Chinese New Year

Speaking of tradition, i've been visiting my maternal grandparent on the first day of Chinese New Year for the past 22 years. 22 years is a amazing figure as far as i am concerned. There's so many things could happen in these 22 years and prevented my family from keeping this tradition. But no, we maintained a really good relationship with my extented family, and like my mum said, " We had sign the contract with grandpa, and this is the one n only request that grandpa ever requested to his son n daughter."

My grandpa is a noble and humble man. He love cooking, but love all of us even greater. He was a pig farm that ranked lowly in the society. He lived rather poorly along with 9 sons n daughter. But his believed in education changed everything and bear fruits in 20 years. All my uncles graduated with fancy degree and they are earning heaps n HEAPS~ of money. His vision and father love earned the respect and love from all of us. Non of his son would ever hesitate to bring him around or stay along with them for weeks. Letting ur own dad stay with you might seems to be a reasonable thing to do, but you would be AMAZED by the amount of ridiculous people will never let their parent step a single foot in their properties...

My maternal grandma deceased 2 years ago, and till today,my grandpa still cried when he heard songs that grandma liked. in front of the TV set, there's 2 lay-down chairs that belongs to grandpa and grandma. They used to sit there watch tv together and talk about anything in life. Now grandma had gone, the chair has been left empty. Grandpa reluctant to throw it away, and yet he is always full of tears when he realised there's no one sitting next to him while he was watching tv. currently granpa's eye has been slightly affected due to the crying....talk about the eternal love.....

anyway, this year is my first ever time that celebrated CNY in oversea. To tell the truth, i dont feel weird or homesick at all. Perhaps it's because hardly anyone know/care that it is Chinese New Year, so my brain process it as " no mandarin, no angpo, no gongxi gongxi gong xi ni = not chinese new year"

the interesting is , my town actually had a countdown firework for chinese new year. You might be wondering why do a foreign town had a countdown celeration. Its a rather simple answer: our mayor is a chinese descendent. Happy Chinese Year~

The love, the pain

Aimlessly living in my current home for more than a month. Have no idea how did i survive the boredom for the past 30 days. But what's more than that, the uncentainty that is surrouding me is really killing me. I can only wait for the layer n layer of red tape to process all my applications. Although i am young, but this is definitely a time wasting procedure. Dear spider, please have mercy on my n stop netting your spider web around me.....

This morning I read an article that is definitely my article of the year. Micheal Backman wrote an interesting critique on Malaysia current situation - While Malaysia fiddles, its opportunities are running dry. things that he mentioned are nothing new to me, but what interested me is the responses received after the article was released. A Malaysian forum that i always read through responded quickly to the article by predicting our top leaders would turn a deaf ear while some ministers will represent the government stating foreigner wil never understand Malaysia situation.

Less than 48 hours, our iron fist lady cum AP Queen responded exactly as what the forum predicted. I congrats my fellow Malaysian's wisdom, and regret for the immaturity of our country leaders. Rafidah is no doubt one of the politician that i adore, but what i admire is her dedication and wisdom, but not her protective behaviour over the country. I dare not said that if she is guilty for all the accusation on various issue, but she is definitely behaving like a mother protecting her criminal son from getting into jail (even though the son have no intention on turning into a new leaf). Nevertheless, it would be hard to determine whether it was her love for the country or the love for her status that make her doing all this.

i used to label American as ignorant as they barely understand anything beyond their massive land. But as i grow older, and have a better perspective on my beloved country, i am ashamed of myself for pointing a finger on people without realising the other 4 fingers were pointing back at me. What i've seen and what i know about the world is incredibly limited and insignificant. i'm glad that i realised it and therefore i can humbly accept critique or even criticism. American might be insane for supporting the war, but they are one of the rare species that enjoy self-criticism over their own people. Self-criticism is a privilage that i believe can be only enjoyed by a society will a high maturity. They will listen to constructive critism and they will jsut laugh at it when its not in sync with their 'core value'.

i wish one day the ministers will try and discuss and understand an article before they label them as outsider that will not understand our issue well. And i wish one day those words can come from a Malaysian instead of an Australian and yet can be discuss openly without a possible ISA waiting for him/her. i wish my love for the country will not be a pain that can never cure.


If only they understand the word 'waste' from the article......

Political Correctness

About a year ago, i was introduced to the concept of 'political correctness', according to oxford dictionary, it is define as the "careful avoidance of forms of expression or action that are perceived to exclude or insult groups of people who are socially disadvantaged or discriminated against". A good example would be calling the African American the N word. Or maybe, labeling a person as 'sweet and sour pork' when you were shown a picture of Asian guy. Or even, greeting every single Asian-looking students Konichiwa.

If you are lucky enough to live in a country that the majority of the population has a different skin colour compare to you, then you would know these things are really happening, and yes, i was greeted with Konichiwa god knows how many times.

Political correctness has been a popular topic for the past 2 years. One of the election candidate even use it in his proposed policy. I am not too sure if he was elected, but certainly it is a topic that worth looking into, especially with the fact that i am always at the socially disadvantage side, regardless where i would be living (although someone argued with me that singapore is the only dreamland for us, the yellow-skin group).

Political correctness arises as an issue in NZ due to the mass immigrants that calling this 4-million-population country as their home. Currently there is as much as ~15% of the population are not from the initial European and Maori descendents. 15% is a significant amount of people that can topple a government, and definitely the ruling party will not let it happen. However, being concern about the political correctness is totally different with applying it. A politician that implemented an immigration policy that prohibit Chinese from gaining citizenship, can changed his mind and calling himself a 1/4 Chinese prior the the election. Amazingly he was elected and currently is the Minister of foreign affair. This is definitely politically incorrect. But as the people still greeting me with Konichiwa, i strongly doubt that anyone would give it a damn...

bringing back the spotlight to malaysia, We, the malaysian chinese are not very far off either. Calling the dedicated Indian 'keling' or the Malay 'tee-go' are equally political incorrect. But it was never an issue, because our countryman never think that it is wrong. It never concern the government, because we are living peacefully. As long nothing like13th of May occur, it is fine to discriminate one another. As long as no mainstream media report about racial issues, we will forever be the harmonic society that is 'Truely Asia'

As a multiracial country, it is amazing that how many of us did not understand the culture of other ethnicity group. I was labelled as nuts and radical when i tried to understand Islam teaching. Thank god nobody call me a terrorist when i try to look for a simple translation of Al-Quran. I never like people judging the others base on the category that they belong to. i was in true agony when i heard a comment from a 60-year old Canadian lady that US-affiliated countries should just banned any muslim entering their country. However, a true scar in my mind was caused by comment from a good number of dedicated Christian friend of my. As they were telling me about forgiveness of god, they were happily shouting hooray as the Israeli annihiliating the state of Palestine.Instead of forgiveness, they told me that Israel deserved to give revenge on the betrayer of Palestinian over few incidents. I regret for the shallow understanding of bible of them, and certainly they never do well in their history either. As they idolising the Jews, they were so blinded that he did know that Judaism never acknowledge the existance of Jesus. Neverthelss, ignorant might be a bliss in these issues, as much as i want to change to world, what can i do is nothing but babbling over things that i can never change.

Political correctness will never be introduced to Malaysia, because that would cause our ruling party lost the ability to play their triumpt card - racial issue. i've been always predicting that the descrution of our society would occur near my mid 50s.Many factors lead to my conclusion, but it was the radical mindset of UMNO youth make me believe the destruction will come earlier than that. UMNO youth just sems to be enjoying the feeling of Chinese with no mercy and yet received limited concequences from me. The former leader of UMNO youth, Hissamuddin was once standing on top of the lion statue in front of MCA hall waving Malaysian flag in triumpt, and he still managed to win the election with very small margin. If a son of former great PM could do such thing, things that the youth could do is definitely beyond imaginary

the violent videos were debated heavily not so long ago, but just like any other issues, no significant followup have been made by the ministry. I was in particular interest on the violent issues in UPM. it was not because of the video, but was because of the media conference that held by the Dean of UPM. A group of Malay students were caught on video bullying (i would acually called it a harrassment that is against the law, if there is any) a female trainee journalist. No punishment were given to the group of students, as the Dean said that video only managed to capture a small fraction of incident, as the investigation group know where what was happening.

He was then labelled the incident as 'arguement between students that was inevitable, it was proven by the fact people that were surrounding them were quite relax about it' and the female student was fell down by accident as clearly no student would hurt a lady. Then a journalist argued that it was clearly they were shouting at her. The Dean replied by saying they have seen the video, it was clearly that they were cheering, as the orientation just over, they were relatively high, that's why they were cheering abnormally loud. The journalist not satisfied with the answer, but the Dean continued by saying 'they were cheering and singing Asrama theme song with high spirit, of course it would be loud'. At the end of the conference, the Dean praised the investigation team for solving the problem efficiently and when he was asked if the university would repay for the camera that was broken due to the incident, he smilingly answer that she can always tried and claim it, but it was her who felldown and break it, the university will take it into consideration.

whoever that had watch the video would be definately amazed by the wisdom of the head of local university. Education shaped the future of our country, and this is how they are shaping it. Malaysia boleh!

joyful joyful

As our fellow countrymen reluctantly back to the polluted cities for their living, students like myself, who are undertaking academic level education under NZ/OZ system have yet again entered the examination period. This is perhaps the only period that libraries are more popular than the local pubs. As i am seeing more and more friends of mine begin their mentally breakdown phase, i am beginning to wonder why there is some people can deal with stress positively while the others couldnt. To be more specific, why do females seems to be more easily stress than man?

There's actually a lot of research out there to look for the reasons that we stress. There is this interesting research saying that people that grind their teeth while they sleeping are less likely to be stressed as they released they stress by grinding. Personally i am quite fond of this new theory as both me and my second sister grind out teeth badly since young. And believe it or not, both me and my sister can handle stress relatively well, and there is not many people that actually have seen us stress. Never in my life ever near the stage or nearly mentally breakdown. However, there are at least 4 of them, all females, that are closely related to me, seems to be streessed easily and the fact that they all did actually fell into the stage that requried medication worried me a lot. I've tried many methods to help them to improve their stress management skills, but they just seems to be lacking the talent to master it.

If the theory is true (its call Bruxism by the way), i wonder if there is any pharmaceutical company that will produce medicine that make people grind teeth.:)

negaraku, cintaku

Never in my life heard of any ruling leader write down notes personally on what the former leader is not happy with. If the rumour is true, then he is better off by just listening to his son-in-law, at least he is part of the family, and the public would not know.

Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former. - Albert Einstein

apparently our government not too sure about the latter.

沉睡森林

what can a guy do when he is bored?
idea 1: play computer games - idea rejected: you need to do assignment
idea 2: go out clubbing - idea rejected: you need to do assignment
idea 3: go chill out with buddy - idea rejected: you need to do assignment
idea 4: watch youtube - idea rejected: you need to do assignment
idea 5: sleep - idea rejected: you need to do assignemtn
idea 6: blog for no reason - idea accepted: there's nothing else u can do besides your bloody assignment......


sigh, i knew it! 100% internal assessment paper is t worst~

Q&A of the week

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red card

when one's talking about 'red card' the first impression that comes into people mind is that it is a card that send a sport player out of the playing field ( n perhaps for most Malaysian, red card is when Zidane use his head knocked on Materrazi's face :) ). Maybe a lot of people did not realise that most sports DO have red card system, but i am quite sure hardly anyone knows about the latest defination of red card.

red card is a system that is commonly applied to young university students in New Zealand. Here's how it works: a group of people(can be formed between your friends, or maybe between all your flatmates), each of them will be given a chance to pull out their red card once a year. When that person pull out the red card, everyone else in the group must come and gather with that person regardless where you are. Then eveyone must obey and do whatever that person what to do, as long as everyone got really drunk at the end of the day...usually they r really really creative in thinking what to do, for example, i've seen a group of them wearing swimwear run around the town in a bloody cold day, but they were too drunk to realise how cold it was :)

isnt it lovely?

days of sober

i was hung over quite badly on the next day. for the whole day, i could barely eat anything. the feeling is really crap...n i felt like i am still halucinating. things are still unreal to me. things only back to normal after about 30 hours of rest....
then i started to laugh at myself o f what i did...some friends that know bits of the story starting to make fun of it, but i am okey with it, as i make fun of them all the time :) . then my flatmate came out with this really interesting theory - what if i got picked up by a desperate gay guy instead of safety patrol car? then i started to imagine what would happen to me. Imagine when i opened my eye in the morning, my ass was sore and the person that sleeping next to me was a fat chubby guy with a moustache,AAHHHHHHHH..... that is so gross~~ i wonder if it DID happen, i would become a gay guy, bisexual, phobic to male or a crazy dude...

THANK goodness i dont have to figure that out.....

A night of craziness

28th, September 2006- A day that is definitely worth a piece of history in my story of life. It shouldnt be something to be proud of, but somehow i am glad that i did it. for past years i have always think that i have not done anything crazy enough to define myself as a scarfie (nickname for our uni's student),but here i am, on the night of an ordinary thursday, i was extraordinarily drunk....

it was our department's wine & cheese night, organized by a classmate of mine. So the whole clubhouse was filled with friends and acquaintances, kind of cool really....we started rather slowly, but as time go one, we started to play drinking games and that's where the fun begin.....

we started to play a game in which all of us would be able to know others' secret/background/craziness, n i just cant believed how crazy they were (FYI, those stories would make every single guys in the world drool...yeah i know, i am a lucky bastard :) ) and as time goes on.....i got drunk, EXTREMELY DRUNK.....

never in my life i was so drunk. usually i would stop drinking once i feel dizzy. but for some reason, i didnt go through that stage that night..i just went straight into the cloud night...if i am not wrong, i got drunk around 11pm, and i could hardly remember less than 10seconds stuffs from 11pm till next day 8am, here's what i remembered:
i remember the last thing i did before i lost myself was me busy getting water for people. dont ask me why. i have no idea why i keep taking water to people. The memories were erased from that onwards until i realised i was puking in the toilets.Again, no memory of what happened after puking. When i opened my eye again, i was sitting outside the clubhouse,falling asleep on the sidewalk. Once i woke up, i was sleeping on a different spot, and i vaguely heard this random girl shouting at me : "haha..you were far more pissed than me~~" i was like, what's wrong with that drunken lady?forget it, i should continue sleeping...then someone tapped my shoulder, call me to get in the car, i followed...i vaguely know that they should be the Safety Patrol car. i have no idea how i tell them my house address, but yeah, i managed to reach home safely at 1.30am...and i woke up at 8am in the morning n puke :)

whoever that sent me home..thank you so much!! i know the driver was a female and there's a guy sitting next to her....n the car was quite fancy too...n they have a rubbish bin in the car for me in case i puked,whahaha.....thank you to both of u....you 2 were the unsung hero for all the drunk scarfie like me,whahaha........

p/s: i should check out how my classmates look at me on monday, then i would be able to know what happened to me during that time,haha....DAMN~i felt like i am the main character of the 'Butterfly effect'....THIS IS SO FREAKY~~

Forest Gum

If life is like a box of chocolate
then i must be an ice blended chocolate
the afternoon sunshine melt me up
and the night wind freeze me up

Conclusion:

THE WEATHER HERE IS F@#$ING RETARD!!


p/s: apparently 30 years ago all the chocolate in America did not have legend printed on their chocolate box, and that's why Mr. Forest come out this legendary quote. And Yes, there IS legend printed on those fancy Belgium chocolate box, go and find out yourself....