Sunday, December 28, 2008

Dewey Readmore Books


Dewey: The Small Town Library Cat Who Touched the World

by Vicki Myron with Bret Witter



Long have I awaited a perfect book to read during the jolly Christmas season, and I'm finally happy to know that I have found a purr-fect book of my choice. I can't resist my temptation of getting my hands (and eyes) on this book with a cover of the famous library cat from Spencer, Iowa, Dewey, even its cute and adorable picture would melt your heart away.

Dewey Readmore Books (or more affectionately called simply as Dewey) was the resident cat at Spencer Public Library. He was found in the book return box on one cold January night in 1988, and he soon was adopted by the library staff the next morning. After approvals from the board of trustees and even the city council, Dewey has been loved not just by his owner, Vicki but also among the library staff, as well as the patrons of all ages alike.

Dewey is a cat so different to all the cats around the world, because other than his share of love for exquisite cat food, boxes of all shapes and sizes, and plenty of places in the library for hide and seek, he loves the people the most. Here is a cat who does not see you differentl, but is a cat who is so friendly, so loving and kind in nature who touched the hearts and souls of all who visited the library and even the world. He sensed people who are troubled and did what he did best, by giving them company. He had a personal mission: To reduce stress for all humans who paid attention to him. And all he wanted back in return is a pet on his head.

He would welcome the patrons once the library is open at 9, naps on their laps, plays with the children, or just be with you when you need him. He was such an inspirational and yet heartwarming cat, and through this book, I see him as a figure who has taught me to be humble and appreciate the life I'm living, but also see everyone as a friend in need.

Dewey has generated a lot of publicity for the library by featuring in numerous cat magazines, and even got his own documentary Puss in Books, and even another one in Japan! He makes the library his home, his palace, and he is the king. However, people see him as a star of the library, and many of them even from far-far-faraway places had came to see him in person.

Although Dewey was gone in 2006, Dewey would be remembered by his owner Vicki and by the thousands of people inspired by just his cheerful presence in the library.

This book has certainly made my Christmas more meaningful, and I am looking forward for a better future in the coming new year.


If only people could be like Dewey... the world would have been a better place to live in.


Equanimity by Ajahn Brahm


Venerable Ajahn Brahmavamso (or more popularly known as Ajahn Brahm) is one of my most favorite spiritual yet inspirational teachers of my life. Let me give you a brief introduction about him, shall we?

Born in London in 1951, he regarded himself as a Buddhist at the age of 17 but his interest in Buddhism and meditation flourished while studying Theoretical Physics at Cambridge University, UK. After completing his degree and teaching for a year, he traveled to Thailand to become a monk. He was ordained in Bangkok at the age of 23 by the Abbot of Wat Saket. He subsequently spent nine years studying and training in the forest meditation tradition of the late Ajahn Chah.

In 1983 he was asked to assist in the establishment of a forest monastery near Perh, Western Australia. Ajahn Brahm is currently the Abbot of Bodhinyana Monastery in Serpentine and the Spiritual Director of the Buddhist Society of Western Australia, teaching and training monks, anagarikas (novices) and the lay people.

Ajahn Brahm is an outstanding but down-to-earth monk, teacher and charismatic public speaker. He is able to make the Buddha's teachings easy to understand, inspiring and even entertaining. His stirring yet humourous anecdotes, stories and talks attract large groups of people just whereever he goes.

I have been to one of his rousing talks yesterday during his meditation retreat in Chempaka Buddhist Lodge and it has certainly made my day. His talk on Equanimity (upekkha) [The state of being calm, stable and composed, especially under stress], one of the seven factors of enlightenment was invoking, but what makes it so interesting is that he isn't just an ordinary speaker on the teachings of Dhamma, in fact, he makes it so easy to understand by using mixtures of jokes, and funny tales to share, I bet even people who is completely new to the teachings of Dhamma will recognize the significance of it.

One of his stories I remembered was about how he described Nirvana: [The complete cessation of suffering; a blissful state attained through realization of no-self; enlightenment]
A story about five children being granted a wish each.

Video games are certainly a lovely favorite for all children at this time. When the first child was given a wish, he says he just wants to play video games all day.

The second child marvels at his idea, and of course, being the second child, he has more time to think over a wish bigger than the first child's. When he was asked what would his wish shall be, he says he wants to be a manager of a game store, so he can play a myriad of video games forever and ever.

The third child likes the second child's idea even more, and he is thinking hard on a wish bigger than the second child's. So when it comes to his turn, he wants to be a billionaire. And when he becomes a billionaire, he will buy all the video game franchises in the world. And as a boy who hates school homework, he will use a part of his billion-dollar wealth to buy his own school. He thinks to himself, if he buys his own school and becomes principal, he does not need to do any homework, and he gets to play video games every day! He believes, he can do anything with the billion dollars, and since a billion dollars is so much to him, he thinks that the money will never exhaust itself at all.

The fourth child was completely astounded with the third child's idea. He really needs to think up a much more huger idea, something huger than having a billion dollars. As he gets his turn, he says that his wish is to have three wishes! The first wish, he will have a billion dollars. The second wish, he will have all the video game stores in the world. And for his third wish, he wishes for another three wishes. And he will keep repeating this process over and over again, believing he shall have an unlimited amount of wishes. He believes that his wish is certainly the grandest among the children.

The fifth child however, is a unique child. When asked for his wish, he doesn't wish to be the richest man in the world, or to have all the video game stores. No, he says that he is pleased with everything he has right now, he wishes that he shall be content forever. And that boy wins the wishing game, for being the modest among the 5 children. And this boy would become enlightened in the future, and becomes Buddha in the end.


This story enlightens me that we should just remain happy with what we have right now. A billion dollars won't just come to us with a snap of your finger, it takes a lot of effort to get yourself a billion dollars. However, being the richest man does not mean you will have the easiest life of all, sometimes you would have to be the busiest in order to be rich, just like how Donald Trump, Steve Jobs and other entrepreneurs strive to deserve that wealth.

From the story, we know that the fourth child has his freedom for desires. The fifth child, the unique child, the young Buddha, wishes for freedom from desires.

Thank you, Ajahn Brahm for your motivational talk, you have taught me so much I needed to know to make my life more meaningful, and your talk, although only a few hours, would have inspired all who have attended your talk.

Friday, December 26, 2008

Bad Att' Dota


I hate it when people do mistakes and they act cute doing so. It tempts me to act cute too.


Dota is surely no stranger to the hardcore gaming generation of teenagers today, and yet even girls, typically the ones who aren't gaming fanatics, knows a thing or two about Dota.

Dota is not just famously known for its addictive gameplay combining teamwork and rationality, it is in fact a battlefield of unethical gaming. No, it's not about the cheats.. which reminds me of the time when one player tried to key in -whosyourdaddy in the game and confused as to why the cheat ain't working.

It's about abusive words, or the F-bombs that you guys are so acquainted with. Typically, there's never a game where not one of the players will curse a F word. Or more appropriately in Malaysia, the F words are in Chinese, in which of course, you can try figuring out yourself what are those words are.

In this game, this form of malevolence cursing gamers online has influenced even the gentlest gamers themselves. Like in college, students got so used to hurling abusive words in the game, they even use it freely outside the game too, without minding how offensive those words might be to others.

Yes, I do play this game myself, to be honest, after apparently getting the habit to start playing this game again during the first year of my college. Although I was worse than a mediocre when I was still a beginner, I somehow managed to get a lil' better. I rejoiced when I am finally on the same level with even the most professional hardcore gamer friend of mine.

Hey, I'm not saying I would be talking bad all about the game, or even bragging my Godlike-achievements. This post wouldn't be interesting like that, wouldn't it?

Hurling F-bombs in Dota is such a normal trend, and to play the game, you gotta have an iron will to do so. Getting offended so easily will only mess up your temper. In fact, Dota has become my greatest teacher - It taught me to be a patient man, and not to fuss or strut when words are being thrown at me. But I won't let this trend to take over my way of life, because it isn't right to offend other people without reason, so I restrain myself from using those words as much as I could =)

Well, to other Dota players who are reading this post, has you notice other trends as well while playing on your local Garena server?

I only took a year to follow up with the gaming life of Dota, so I ought to throw a few other 'bad gaming trends' for fun, maybe even some laughs and a lil' sneering ought to do it.

First Stage: Getting Gamers to Join a Game
1. The host usually closes some slots to give an impression that his game has lots of players joining.
2. People thought that colored names resemble professionals.
3. Creating 'Open' or "Closed' as your name will tick off an ill-tempered host.
4. Players argue with the host over what mode to choose.
5. Players will ask the host to tunnel them, although the fact is, tunneling won't do much good to increase their connection speed.
6. Players who wanted to intentionally annoy others will leave the game as soon as the countdown starts.


Second Stage: Choosing the Heroes
1. Players like to wait for other players to choose their heroes first, until they forgotten the countdown timer is nearing its end.
2. One chooses a wrong hero in -ap mode, and later repicking... not knowing they cannot do so.
3. One buys the wrong stats item for the wrong hero.
4. One curses the host if the game is laggy.
5. Players fought over lanes, and who should solo or follow.
6. A player throws a F-bomb at a teammate who doesn't block creeps.
7. A player uses the creeps to hunt neutral creeps, which results in no creeps defending the tower.
8. Going over the trouble of remaking the game if everything goes wrong.


Third Stage: Moving on to Battle
1. A player backstabs the whole team and giving free kills to its opponents.
2. A player stuns, nets or heals on an enemy creep intentionally.
3. A player curses another player why he isn't using his Ultimate... eventhough his level is less than 6.
4. No one bothers to alert if the opponents are missing.
5. Someone who is so scared to fight his opponents, he rather whack neutral creeps instead.
6. A player using Goblin Techies planting bombs at the wrong place/ Booming at the most dreadfully empty spot.
7. A player intentionally demoralizes the team.
8. A player who is confused over which lane he should take.
9. Having a teammate who has no sense of teamwork.
10. Having a teammate who keeps saying 'Let's one on one lah, see who win'
11. A player fighting Roshan too early in the game.
12. A player thinking he's always right, cursing others about the items they buy, the skills they use, or just calling them plain stupid.
13. A player who curses too much, he dies the most as well! xD
14. A player who leaves the game, leaving the team helpless.
15. A player who curses a lagger to stop downloading porn.
16. Someone blames the host for everything.
17. Waiting too long at the base/ secret shop not knowing how to buy items or recipes.
18. Calling each other racists/ sexists/ homos.
19. Blaming people for not doing something, or for something you didn't do wrong.
20. The host leaves the game when he sees his team losing.(An ultimate annoyance)

Wow, that's quite plenty over there, I wish I could put in more =) How about you guys? Thought of some yet?

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

This Merry Jolly Festive Christmas

"What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace." - Agnes M. Pharo

"
The only blind person at Christmastime is he who has not Christmas in his heart." - Helen Keller


"
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
" - Norman Vincent Peale

"
If there is no joyous way to give a festive gift, give love away.
"
Me? xD

It's that time of the year again! The jolly Christmas season has come back carolling once more, in our tropical but humble Malaysia. Although Malaysia is a country that only gets hot and wet all year round, and we could only dream of wearing winter clothing bracing for the winter that never comes,nonetheless, all of us Malaysians are looking forward to having a good time celebrating and exchanging presents with friends, joking about our past misdeeds, and maybe munching off some freshly baked christmas cookies that we are all looking forward too.

In a country so diverse with different races and religions, I believe Christmas is a free-for-all season, open for everyone regardless of their background to celebrate, just as uniquely as how we celebrate our usual Chinese New Years, Hari Rayas, Deepavalis and other varieties of festivals.

Although bear in mind, Christmas is not a season for misdeeds and naughtiness, rather more of giving away our love and appreciation to the ones we care so much, not just in forms of tangible goods like cash, presents, and dolls, but even mere words and feelings will bring more authenticity in wishing a good peaceful Christmas to our closest neighbors. Gifts of time and love are the best ingredients of a truly merry Christmas, don't you agree?

(Sadly, being in a major Islamic country, we hardly ever knew how eggnog tasted like.)

Here's a part of an article I fancy off from Justin Raimondo, giving descriptions on his experience celebrating Christmas in Malaysia, obtained from his website antiwar.com.


I have to say that I am… astonished by Malaysia. Here is an "Islamic" country where a gigantic Christmas tree sits in the lobby of the hotel I'm staying at, and the cafĂ© waiters in the plaza a few blocks away are dressed like Santa's elves. Here is a city where the nightlife puts San Francisco's to shame. Where the city's oldest gay bar, the Blue Boy, makes Baghdad-by-the-Bay seem like a dive in Podunk, Idaho; where people party well into the morning light, and you can have a good time for a few ringgits (the Malay currency: around 30 cents). The food is fabulous: Malay (spicy, somewhat Thai-like), Arab (there's a great place right off Bukhit Bintang), Chinese (you haven't lived until you've sampled the pleasures of Kuala Lumpur's Chinatown), and too many more to go into here. The place is a gastrointestinal paradise!

Modernity is juxtaposed next to traditionalism: on the one hand you have the soaring heights of the Petronas Twin Towers, the tallest buildings in the world, lit up like a vision of futurity against the night sky, and on the other hand you have women in traditional dress – colorful costumes of bright color and the requisite head covering – traversing its corridors. Two, three, many worlds coexisting: the past and the future converging into a new synthesis of creativity and entrepreneurial energy. The impression one gets is of a tremendous vitality, a restless yet directed life-force that seems to spring right out of the earth.

A final note: nowhere have I experienced more genuine warmth and such a feeling of welcome. When you come to Kuala Lumpur, you are made to feel very special. The gentleness and politeness of these people is a phenomenon that doesn't exist, to my knowledge, anywhere in the U.S. Malays are generally puzzled by the actions of the U.S. government abroad, and do not support the war in Iraq: but they love America, the country, and show great admiration and respect for the American people. And that is the kind of "anti-Americanism" that I can live with.

~ Justin Raimondo



I wish to say that countries around the world should stop having the perception that Malaysia is closing its doors to the world. I wish that they don't look down upon our country or having a wrong idea about our traditional heritage and culture. We are willing to be progressive and be competitive catching up with modern times, but as us Malaysians, we remain humble and modest as much as we could.

I blame the society for being rude and only care about ridiculous conflicts in our country, which only aims to break us apart. Why don't we see anyone willing to unify us, and not fight for power or position in the country? Why do we not see each other as being equal yet? Are we too much down-to-earth or just being lazy couch potatoes? Why do we get so addicted to negative yellow influences that only seeks to poison our minds and our younger generation?

Why are we not willing to... change?

There are so many questions that needed so many to be answered. Why don't we put an effort to improve ourselves for just a moment? Whatever religious background we come from, don't we learn from teachings that we should respect and love our neighbors as if they're our own family relatives?

This isn't the time to bombard questions about our state of mind. Rather, we should focus on efforts on improving ourselves, our esteem, our self-actualization, and realize our potential, not to be kiasu or rise above all others, no no, my hope is to see all of us united together once and for all.

Christmas is a time for us to enjoy peace, respect our differences, but also maintain our humility.

Merry Christmas to all of us! Remember, Christmas isn't restricted to a certain group of worshipers alone, for people who do see it in such a way are stereotypes not ready for a change. Christmas is an occasion for all!

I love Christmas. I really do love Christmas. I love being with my family but I really wanted to taste snow. I love the music and the lights and all of it.

ps: I'm still cursing to the fact that Digi will be suspending my credit period on Christmas Day. Curse you, darn it! (And I thought Christmas should be a merry jolly season to call your loved ones)

What makes it worse is, instead of the intended deadline on 25th December, Digi is violating me by ending my credit the day before Christmas!! (by the time I will wake up in the morning today) I really need to change to Maxis when I have the chance.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Comic Fiesta 2008

What a momentous event that was! Simply one of the most memorable events of year 2008.


Comic Fiesta 2008 is the biggest and most massive event ever held in humble Malaysia, very nicely organized in Sunway Convention Centre. I like it better when the event has finally moved to a bigger place with a so-much-better air-conditioning! D:


What’s making CF so interesting is that it combines an authentic blend of creative and artistic talents, most notably with so many talented artists displaying and selling their impressive works of art, especially with the on surge of local doujins, commissions, beautiful illustrations and posters (I liked the Vocaloid poster so much, but I was depressed I couldn’t get one myself because of its intense popularity), bookmarks, badges and so much more. Certainly a one of a kind event, making it more special as it is during Christmas season.


And I happen to be in the event on CF Day 2. In an awkward manner I wouldn’t imagine.

This would be my second time actually participating in the event. The first time was when I kept a low-profile key stalking cosplayers and buying merchandises. This time, I actually cosplayed.

My first time ever as L. Lawliet from Death Note! >.< To be honest, I wasn’t so sure I could bring out the character of L pretty much. Already waking up on 5am on Sunday to prepare myself, I put on my RM15 long-sleeved T-shirt I bought from Kamdar (Who says cosplay is expensive?) and a pair of common washed out jeans. A notable outfit for L. The only bad thing I was ever so disappointed: I woke up with a bad hair day. My hair was so persistent to remain bad, even after I washed it and putting on Gatsby, it still remained bad. What could I do now… time to remain patient. The show must go on.

And oh yes, I did take the KTM to Subang, and this was the first time ever I took different trains after dropping off at KL Sentral using the Seremban train and getting onboard the old Klang train on my way there. Weirdly enough, the train was such in a state of disrepair because the seats were vandalized, one window had an impression of a rock thrown at it, the air-conditioner was broken, and worse of all, the engine broke just before reaching Subang station. Luckily the train trip was over soon enough (although I am not looking forward to take the train back home). And I get to take a joy ride on my JADC club leader’s comfortable car ^_^

It looks like some members of mine who were sitting in the car have already worn their costumes. KW is cosplaying as Toushiro from Bleach, and Erien got herself pumped up cosplaying as Maka from Soul Eater, although she’s missing the important blonde pig-tail wig. We first decided to urgently move on to another one of our dear JADC member, Ailynn’s house just near Sunway, because apparently KW ringed out a red-alert emergency to ‘do his business’, telling us his costume will take him 10 minutes to remove off before going off to the toilet. xD

Anyway, it was a mad dash getting ready in Ailynn’s house. Ailynn was already in her Enmma Ai costume once we got to her place. Here was the embarrassing moment. I had makeup put on by Ailynn, which wasn’t a pleasing experience, since this was probably my second time I had makeup on since primary school. KW though had trouble spraying white paint on his hair, making the whole room stuffy with deodorant.



Cutting off short, we finally make it to Sunway, earlier before the event even started, and earlier than Sunway is ready to open its business to its customers yet. Already practicing my hunchback posing sucking on a chocolate lollipop, we got ourselves tickets (or entry wristbands). We met with some early-rise cosplayers there, meeting up with a Naruto, Rukodo Mukoro from Katekyo Hitman Reborn, Masamune Date from Basara, a Shinigami, a guy from Detroit Metal City and lots more cosplay wannabes.


And yes, we do meet Wai Keet, we just couldn’t get tired of him =D Oh, and not forgetting Hafiz and his sister too. Hafiz was impersonating as Luffy from One Piece, and his sister? Well his sister rather preferred to support him from behind, of course.


Eva, also one of many of our JADC members, joined in, although not on the same day as we were. But it wouldn’t kill if we put up a few of her gorgeous pictures up in my blog, right? >.> She was cosplaying as Rinoa from Final Fantasy 8, don’t she look lovely cosplaying as her?



Again, cutting off all the meticulous details of the event, we then see the event starting off with a bang! Going through the double doors, and later checking out artists’ booths, and even more exciting, having your pictures taken by fans all over the area seems to be a dream come true! *_* Although I wouldn’t take into pleasure seeing my rival competitors cosplaying as L too, although in my heart, I sneered at them. There was one plump L, and I mean really plump and dark too. And there was one girl doing as L too, easily noticeable by looking at her… ahem*front.

Here are some of my nicest pictures I obtained from Kenny, our most experienced photographer in our club, excited to take pictures of us and giggle at his own posing with Jack Sparrow.

Do enjoy what I can offer you mates! =D Oh, don’t stare at them too long, it makes me embarrassed.

Here are some moments of mine impersonating L as best as I could.


I will be posting the rest of our group cosplay pictures later when I could find the time. Snailymx has crippled my blogger’s ability to upload pictures quickly as I have hoped for.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Yoga Banned in Msia?

Here's one more 'laugh-out-loud' moment about the current situation in Malaysia.

Malaysia may ban yoga for Muslims

Muslims in Malaysia may be barred from the ancient practice of yoga if they engage in Hindu "religious elements" during the exercise, a top Islamic cleric said Wednesday.

Harussani Zakaria, a controversial cleric from the northern Perak state, said the government-backed National Fatwa Council would soon release a decree, or "fatwa", which would decide if Muslims were allowed to practise yoga.

"If it involves any faith or religious elements it is definitely not permissible but if it is just a form of exercise that is all right," Harussani told AFP.

"Muslims cannot practice yoga in its original form because it involves another religion," he said in response to a call to ban Muslims from engaging in yoga.

Islam is the official religion of Malaysia, where more than 60 percent of the population of 27 million are Muslim Malays who practice a conservative brand of the religion.

The practice of yoga, a popular stress-buster in Kuala Lumpur, dates back thousands of years in India, where it was a favorite of holy men before becoming hugely popular internationally, especially among western celebrities.

Zakaria Stapa, a professor in the Islamic faculty of the National University of Malaysia, had called on Muslims to stop practising yoga, saying it could cause them to "deviate from their faith", news reports said on Wednesday.

Muslims in Malaysia practised yoga not just for exercise but also as part of the growing urban lifestyle and involved "chanting mantras while in various positions", he said.

"Why should we look for other alternatives to exercise and search for peace? Yoga could cause (Muslims) to stray from their faith because its movements are according to the style and traditions of Hinduism," he said.

The fatwa council, one of Malaysia's highest Islamic bodies, last Friday banned women from dressing or behaving like men and engaging in lesbian sex, saying it was forbidden by the religion.



If I were you, I would consider it to be awkward for their decision to ban such an innocent, safe and healthy exercise, because I don't find it offensive in terms of religion. Don't you think so too?

Does exercise positions invoke religious matters?

Or, ff they were so afraid of their devotees of chanting out 'mantras' in various positions of yoga exercise, well... (Is the word 'OM' offensive? I'm curious.)

Why not just... don't chant it out?

Recite some Koran verses as a replacement!
(thanks VN!)


I'm not against this idea of banning yoga in my country here, but...

What would happen if yoga was eventually banned? Think about it.

Luckily, there's another alternative.

Tai-Chi~!

Suffer during the Day, and Reward at the End!

Phew!

This morning, was one of those 'mornings that I would wish I could sleep more and not having the mood to get out of bed'.

Man, if only Deepavali holidays could be one week longer.

Mom just woke me up with her usual screaming and shouting from the ground floor to urge me to get up. Heck, my alarm clock hasn't even rang yet! It goes to show that moms are the 'best alarm clocks' in the world, and I appreciate it. xD

It was yet another usual day making my way to college, two trains, one bus, the same repetitive journey day by day, semester by semester, and soon, for years to come.

I would say there wasn't anything unusual that happened during morning and afternoon lectures, but I did witnessed an event that looked tad a bit cranky, and humorous as it seems.

Apparently, this group of college mates of mine have been obsessed with playing cards and chit-chatting during MAF lecture, in which I don't actually bother really, since I plugged myself with my trusty iPod and was half asleep during lecture! xD

And then, they later indulge themselves by reading a Chinese fashion-gossip-entertainment mostly featuring sexy female models (probably some male models too) without the lecturer knowing.

They flipped to a page, with two beautiful female models with charming faces, each on both sides of the magazine, left and right. Song, Cat and Mr.Long were keen to be attracted towards the woman on the right page, but there was one mate, KK who instead liked the other woman on the opposite page.

Intent on supporting for his favorite female, KK challenged himself by asking the lecturer on which woman in the magazine he preferred. Song, who was not convinced, dared him to do so, and if he did, he will knock his head onto the wall.

And sure he was, right after the lecture ended, KK rushed straight ahead to the lecturer, and showed him the magazine. After probably a few seconds, we heard him screaming:

'YESHHHH!!!'

Or actually, to me, his expression was more like this:


'Yataaaaaaa!!!!!!'

And to Miow, he looks more like him:


'Hoooooooo!'

Alas, the lecturer liked the same woman as KK did! No wonder he was so jovial.

I wouldn't know if Song really had knocked his head on the wall or not, although most likely he didn't. xP
(thanks for the accurate description, Miow)

~~~~~~

Anyway, the fun as over as soon as you know it, and everyone went back home... except me! T__T

It looks like I was required to attend this so-called AGM meeting for course reps and class reps, just after my lecture. Oh no! How I longed to take a long nap after college, but no, I couldn't.

Ok... so, the meeting was fairly big, a lot of people did came, more than what I had expected.

The meeting was fairly going smoothly. It was mostly a platform for people to complain about lecturers, facilities and employees within the college. Jeffrey, our Accounting course rep, certainly dazzled the meeting with his jokes. Filtered water that tastes strongly of chlorine, rude Metro bus drivers who caused traffic jams in front of college, limited parking spaces, and even they were not keen on having lecturers aspiring to be storytellers.

At one point, Jeffrey was demanding the college to fix mirrors in the boys' toilet! He asked, if all the girls' toilets have mirrors, why not the boys' as well?

So... it's not just the girls who cared too much on their faces, even boys do, eh?

Aye, the meeting room was incredibly stuffy!!! Even my nose start to hurt.. T____T

Finally, meeting has adjourned, I was so glad, my nose was really hurting badly T____T

Back at home, I was so happy!

My mom bought me my favorite dessert for me to enjoy after dinner!


Lemon 'Tong Sui' with Sea Coconut Chunks =D

Monday, October 27, 2008

A Buggy Awakening

I planned to wake up on 12pm last Saturday, because I really crave for more rest after reading Brisingr by Christopher Paolini until 3am.

Instead, I got bugged and woke up on 11am no thanks to my handphone. JY sms-ed me that morning, and she reminded me something that I would not want to remember, honestly.

She asked 'Have you checked your results yet?'

Ah, I totally forgotten about it! But, heck, I was not looking forward to it in the first place xP

I was talking about the dreaded examination 2nd sem results from college!

So... I took my sweet time turning on the computer, first reading up my emails, reading up a forum I frequently visit, and played Caesar IV on my computer before finally checking up on my results on the college website! xD (look how I am so not looking forward to my results)

I expected the worst. I was worried I screwed up something. However, here's what it turned out:

Business Information Systems & Applications - A
Quantitative Studies - A
Macroeconomics - A
Fundamentals of Accounting - A-
English for Communication - A-
Bahasa Malaysia Lanjutan - A



My first reaction was... OMG! Yay, I got a string of As!

I was exolted that I excelled in my memorizing subjects BISA and Macroeconomics.

I was glad when I did nicely with my counting subject, QS. I finished the paper just within a nick of time (or more like that nick of time was like a thin strand of hair)

I was overwhelmed when I got an A for BML eventhough I wrote a ridiculous answer on that paper. There was this question 'How do you avoid cancer?' or something like that? Out of ideas, I remembered writing down 'Eat less McDonalds.' xD I think that answer made the examiner laugh really hard and gave me a chance, eh?

But the thing I was so happy about was, I can't believe I got an A- in Accounting! o__O I nearly failed in two of my past courseworks (tests), and I got an A- in exam at the end? Maybe I studied too hard, and did too well during Accounting exam. Or maybe my 'happy go lucky tembak-menembak style' of answering got me through!!!

But... but... I got an A- in English!! T___T I'm so depressed! How could I not get an A in such an easy subject? (see my emo face?) Oh well, can't help it, my English is getting really rusty nowadays...

And my mom is not happy to see my results!! (=A+) She even said that she had expected me to do better. I don't like it when my mom pressured me too much to crack my head to get an A for everything I do, darn it! =.=

Hopefully, I will do even better for my 3rd sem! Ganbatte spirit roaring up!!



Red Alert 3!

The impatient wait for hardcore Red Alert gamers here has finally come to an end. Slated for release on 30 September in Malaysia, surely the craze to command and conquer will start to spread around the country and even the world anytime soon.

I've been absolutely fanatic about this game since the time I've been playing RA2: Yuri's Revenge when I was still in primary school. I remembered the time I got so 'professional' when I was young, I played 5 vs 1 skirmish games, on hard difficulty.

And now I just couldn't wait to see and play the newest additions in the Allied, Soviet and the new Empire of the Rising Sun factions. (wow mecha and samurais! so cool! And George Takei! xD)

Sadly, college has kept me behind schedule for the mean time, so looks like I won't be able to buy the game as soon as it releases. I might as well be buying it on Saturday, I guess. And I would be buying an original copy, no doubt about it!

What? Do I hear you say you condemn originals? Stop being cheap.

It's worth my money buying an original RA3, because I always get annoyed on confusing methods to crack pirated games. (It feels like you've cracking your head)

It has been a very long time since I first bought an original game ages ago, and Red Alert 3 was probably my second one. And I would so dire to play online multiplayer with players abroad Malaysia : ) I'm gonna train and train, and watch me, I will pawn all other players out there (fingers crossed)

Let's start off this RA3 fanatic craze by watching this remix of Hell March right here!

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Good Day to be a Samaritan

Last Monday, it started off with my normal routine of going to college, taking my sweet time riding on board the KTM and LRT.

Upon reaching my last stop at Wangsa Maju, while waiting for a college bus to fetch me, I chance upon a wallet on the floor under the seat I was sitting on in the bus station. I picked it up to take a closer look at it while at the same time dusting it off. It was brown in colour, but pale, and judging by its worn-out appearance, it had been used for a number of years. Moreover, the wallet was scribbled with a magic pen with the words 'Fish Ball XD' and a picture of it, as well as a Chinese name at the back of it, probably its owner.

I opened the wallet, and the first thing I checked, was whether it had any money inside. And sure it did, notes adding up to 25 dollars. 25 dollars is considered a lot to me, since I've been excessively thrifty with my money. There was an urge inside of me to take out the money and keep it in my pocket, but in the end, I was wondering whether the owner would come back soon and find for the wallet, I closed the wallet and left it at the far end of the seat, wishing that someone would bear the responsibility of picking it up and returning it to the owner.

I distanced myself away from the wallet, by scooting to the other end of my seat. Until one boy, a student who studied in the same college just like me, sat next to me. He saw the wallet, paused to look at it, and later without opening the wallet, he tapped on my shoulder, thinking that the wallet is mine, and passed it back to me!

Oh god, it looks like I can't escape the responsibility this time around!

So I held on to the wallet. This time, I further 'dwelled' into the contents of the wallet other than the money. I found 50 cents in the coins pocket. I saw a doodle of a cartoon character, and found a medical card inside. I plucked out a bunch of cards: a Real Rewards card, a McDonalds kid promotional card, and consequently, I was surprised to find a MyKad inside!

(Someone who lost this wallet would surely be really desperate to find back this wallet. I bet it's gonna be doom's day for anyone to lose their IC.)

I looked at the owner's IC. It was a girl with neck-length hair and chubby cheeks, born on year 1992. 2 years younger than me. Hm, a Form 4 secondary school student. I glanced upon the address on the card, it read 'Jalan Tiong Nam'. Hm, that's not far from where I was that time.

I looked at my watch, my bus was 30 minutes late. Couldn't blame the driver, it was lunch break now.

This was the time when two college friends of mine reached the bus station as well. I waved at them, saying hello, and they waved back. Once they were next to me, I showed them the wallet, told them what I had found in it. I asked one of the girls to hold the wallet and help to return it for me. She politely let out a hand not to take it, saying she didn't know what to do in that kind of situation.

So I waited. A further 10 minutes have passed. The bus wasn't here yet. I was looking side to side, observed, comparing the faces of strangers to the IC I was having with me.

And right on cue, a stroke of luck. The boy who had been sitting next to me, tapped on my shoulder again. He pointed at the girl behind him, asking whether the girl matched the one on the IC. I took a quick glance at the IC again, and oh god, it sure was that girl! I nearly couldn't recognize her if not for her long hair, compared to the neck-length hair of hers in her IC.

I slowly confronted her. She was busy texting her pink handphone, looking worried and maybe in a state of panic. I said hello to her. She looked at me. I asked her if this is her wallet.

Her face suddenly brightened up. It was her wallet. And she was thankful that she got it back.

I replied 'You're welcome' to her. Finally the burden is off me!

Fortunately, the college bus came, after being late for nearly an hour. While hopping into the bus, I was wondering myself 'Hm, doing a good deed is not a hard thing after all. Maybe it was a good day to be a Samaritan'.

I Bought My PS3

Here's a message to my college mates who are still curious and remain curious forever:

I BOUGHT MY PS3!

At long last!

(sarcastically)

Gone, Alor, Gone

The city of Kuala Lumpur in humble Malaysia has never stop entertaining its residents for years.

This week, there's another reason why you should 'laugh out loud' yet again at the authorities, repetitively.

Probably faced by intense boredom, City Hall decided to contribute efforts in order to enhance and improve the appeal and prestige of blooming Kuala Lumpur. And they start off their ambition by changing the names of roads according to stars and planets, vegetables and fruits.

Jalan Alor is one of those victims of road name changing.


Recently, Jalan Alor, which is Malaysia's best known destination for delicious and appetizing street food and a haven for food enthusiasts, has been renamed to Jalan Kejora. This has caused residents, hawkers and road lovers alike to protest against the irrationality of City Hall on why they would take the trouble to change a simple road name. They complained that changing the 'reputable' name of Jalan Alor is a waste of time, adding that it would confuse locals and tourists who would flock the street for irresistable food.


The issue is so controversible that just through typing 'Jalan Alor' in Google, it eventually returned with about 137,000 results! And indirectly helping to further advertise Jalan Alor to the public to feast for great food! How 'kind' of City Hall to do that.



Simply put, if you don't know Malay, 'Jalan' means 'street' and 'Alor' means 'stream'. 'Kejora', the newest name to replace Jalan Alor, is the Malay name of the planet Venus in the solar system.


I am still wondering why the need to change, when you would so get used to calling it by the same name, Alor?

It was crazy of City Hall to waste public fundings and tax receipts to rename the road, because I don't see it will result to any expected benefits to the ever-so-popular eating street. Why would I think so?

It is because for one instance, anyone who was staying in the road once named Alor, has to change their home address in their MyKad. And surely that would waste quite a handful of public fundings right there! They should have at least improve security in that area, and have more people to clean the drains and stinky, dirty public toilets in the first place. Wouldn't that coincide with the Ninth Malaysian Plan to make the city image better than it was before?

It sure was a total disaster, it sure was!

And everyone would be dying to know, why City Hall did that?

From the Malay Mail:

The controversial renaming of Jalan Alor may have been made because Alor, it seems has a somewhat sexy undertone.

Then again, if sexual implication is the reason, shouldn’t the authorities be thinking of renaming Alor Gajah and Alor Star, as well?

A sexual allusion has just been cast on both the Alors but hallo! Hallo! We forgot Batang Berjuntai that was changed to Bestari Jaya. I don’t think Jalan Alor served a punch-line for Malaysian jokes that Batang Berjuntai delightfully delivered.
Seriously, does the name 'ALOR' looks sexy to you?? I mean, Batang Berjuntai and Pantai Cinta Berahi were certainly more appealing and looking even lovelier, passionate and sexier!

Another akwardly weird excuse given to explain the irrationality. Yet again, this is common in Malaysia; truly entertaining!

.......

But people. People! People!

Being an honest and loyal pacifist like myself, I advise you guys:

Why bother fighting City Hall to change back Jalan Kejora into Jalan Alor? You would just waste more energy spitting out demands to them!

JUST CALL IT JALAN ALOR-LAH!

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Family Economical Crisis

How do I know when my family is starting to feel the pinch of economical crisis and the rising prices of food and materials?

It's when my mom got our family a really petite comb of bananas.

It doesn't look much from the picture on top. It looks like normal bananas to you, right?

But look at the 'big picture' below. :)

It's only as big as my thumb!

(Wow, I could play with these 'optical illusions' all day long.

Datuk Shah Rukh Khan

Datukship for Shah Rukh Khan

Malaysians more deserving of Datukship than Shah Rukh Khan

A week ago, there was quite a mind-blogging and somehow unusual buzz surrounding Malaysia.

Very popular and fan-drooling Bollywood actor Shah Rukh Khan (SRK) was awarded the Darjah Seri Mulia Melaka, which grants him a 'Datukship'.

Datuk, when directly translated, means Grandfather. How ironic. But in Malaysia, a Datukship is an honorary title for any candidate who contributed greatly to the country. However, having the decision to award a foreign actor a Datukship, is questionable, if not, irrational and cynical to most Malaysians, who thought that there are others who are more worthy for that title.

So what was the reason SRK being given that respectful title in the first place? Well, I wouldn't be sure how SRK contributed to Malaysia, other than the fact that he did act in a movie called 'Ong 2 ka 4' that was shot at the A'Famosa Resort in Malacca. And the excuse? The Datukship was merely blindingly given to him in order to promote Malacca further! Lame excuse, I should say.

(As if Malacca, for all this while, has been relatively unknown before the shooting of the movie takes place). A Datukship is not that easy to get in the past, but this time around, it's like almost anyone deserves a Datukship, even foreigners as well.

Unfortunately, SRK didn't attend to receive his Datukship at the award ceremony in Malacca, sadly, for reasons unknown (Maybe SRK didn't know where Malacca is in the first place).

So what is the actual reason of SRK's absence? Maybe it's because SRK pranked on Malacca?

They agreed to head towards Malacca during that time. However...

Shah Rukh was missing during the prestigious award ceremony in Malacca.

The real truth was...

Shah Rukh plotted to go to Singapore and have some fun, and entertainment instead!