A Happy 7th of September

Being happy is an essential of life.

And today, to my surprise, I found this in my wallet :

hmm??

Flipped it open and I found this inside :

this is art

And I did this :

this is art.

To you, you have no idea how much this means to me. =)

After Awhile

It's been more than a month since I last wrote. My life has been too busy with studies, friends, and everything. In a month's time , from August - Sept, I've puked cus I was drunk for the very first time, got shot and bled a little ( from paintball hehe), party for 2 nights in a row, gave blood for the 4th time and was elected as the President of Bachelors Union.

What an exciting month for me but, now, I'm gonna face my worst nightmares - the dreaded finals. And after my finals, I will resume typing here again . and everyone say Amen.

Btw, I believe in karma.

I was defined as ' not streetsmart ' by my very good friend, Hoepack. because of this :

that's him mocking the President

And well, after one week, I got the news that karma bit his butt :

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!

so this is how it feels huh??

He said that this is a publicity stunt. I replied haha.

The Gala Dinner

Well, City Harvest Church held an 8th Anniversary Gala Dinner last sunday at Sunway Resort Hotel and I attended. Dress code was formal so I got myself a blazer and a pair of pants so that I would at least not be an outcast. And the day arrived.

All dressed up with a necktie around my neck didn't help because the weather was hot and we had to be bundled into a van at 5.30 in the evening. Eventually, the temperature went down. The best part of journey was I saw Kenny Sia jogging but unfortunately, only 2 of the guys in the van knew who he is.=.=

After 45 minutes of bouncing up and down in the van, we arrived. Did I tell you that we were in a van with the label "Bas Sekolah"? Bas Sekolah stopped at the entrance of the hotel and we got down in style. I bet you've never tried it before.

cheers!

The reception of the ballroom was grand and without wasting time, we started to snap pictures. All the girls were beautifully dressed, and MOST of the guys were handsomely clothed too. After snapping pictures like paparazzis, we walked into the ballroom which was very nicely decorated with screens even on the sides. The food was not bad, but it wasn't that good either.
There were awards presentation too....:"and the best actor cell leader goes to .... *drum rolls* .. ". So from here, I'll just let the pictures do the speech.

Gentleman, choose one.

ladies

hotstuff, the white one.

happy people

alvin, chipmunk, ganesh

the Amp King

we wanted him too

Raymond, my ex . . . . . . . cell leader. :)

Little Alvin wants to play

And now, exclusively, me and the ladies. =D (in no particular order)

Janice told me that's her smile.

Eleven, you heard rite, her name is Eleven.

Cherylllllllll!!!!!!!

Qin Yan, my Kuantan-mate.

Winnie the pooh

Alice, in wonderland.

Shee Wuen a.k.a. Ah Wuen, smart & capable, you name it.

Felicia

Little girl Yennee

Christine and Yuan Wei.

But I wasn't happy with one thing,

How could this happen to us?

I didnt win the lucky draw prize which was a 5 days 4 nights Bali vacation. Dang!

The Amazing Race . . . City Harvest Church KL.

Around 60 people participated in The subzone Amazing Race organized by a few young people from CHC. First, we were randomly selected into various groups which consists of 6 people. But due to some unforseen circumstances, my group was left with 5- Kevin the leader, Loren, Winnie the Pooh, Cheryl the chilli queen and me. Then, the race started off with each team getting a clue. The one thing I hate about the clue is, it's a friggin riddle. It was like 5 ordinary people trying to decipher the Da Vinci's code. We had no idea where that was until some tips were given.

Inside the angry-bus

With the reliable tips, we headed off to Pavilion, first getting on a bus with a very angry bus driver and then getting on the KL monorail. We found 'Prince Giselle' who is a lady for our next clue but before getting the clue, we had to eat a few pieces of raw garlic first and I didnt like that. After we force fed ourselves with the given garlic, we got our clue.

'Prince Giselle'(in pink cap) looking happy while we ate the garlic

We then traveled to central market with the garlic stench lingering in our breaths to look for a guy with short pants called 'The Fallen'. Fortunately, a few of the groups were already there so we didn't have to search for The Fallen. He was standing right at the entrance. Another food challenge, red chillis. Cheryl had to eat the chillis because she skipped the garlic and she did it like a pro. Oh man, this girl just popped the chillis in her mouth and swallowed them like nobody's business.

Puzzle-solving people

There were 3 task this time, number 1 was take a picture in front of the toilet, number 2 was do an MJ song at the entrance of Petaling Street and I couldn't remember what was the last task. Doing the MJ thing at the entrance was quite fun though, with watch vendors clapping after we 'performed'. The last pit stop was at Sungei Wang which we didnt manage to arrive due to lack of time.

what a loo-k,clockwise from top left: Winnie, Loren, Cheryl, me, Kevin

I know I look weird here

With the remaining money, 5 of us squeezed into a taxi and headed straight back to Sunway. And we were the first team to arrive! but didn't win. We were the 1st runner up. Not bad eh?

Did I tell you that one of our tasks was to find a person with more than 5 letter 'A's in their name and take a picture of their IC?

hell yeah we took a picture of her with her colleague

We found a person with that criteria and she even let us take a picture of her IC and a picture with her.(courtesy of Polis DiRaja Malaysia)

Change..That Will Not Happen.

Change? in this place? You must be kidding.


Changing from better to worse by changing English for Science and Maths back to BM. Can you even imagine how backward we are already? By the time everything is translated into BM, others elsewhere have gone into space. This is mere stupidity.

Don't you get it? I want CHANGE you ASSHOLE!

And now, I'm fearing for my safety because I don't wanna die being thrown from high buildings. If that is so, that is not suicide, that's phucking murder.

Sarawak's Kon Loo Mee

I first saw it in Kennysia.com quite some time ago. Thus, I had the urge of trying a bowl of Sarawak kon loo mee. I've also asked my coursemate who hails from Sarawak and got a vague idea of the kon loo mee. The original ones are without the black soy sauce so the mee is in it's original colour and to me, it feels healthier.

And today, I got the chance to taste it, in KL. It was a little bit dry but the minced meat was sufficient to make it tasty. I was only given 6 very thin slices of char siew and I guess this only happens in KL.

this needs some lubricating

Verdict: (KL's one) Nothing to shout about.

Roll Out!

I remember watching Transformers cartoon on TV 17 years ago. I would sit in front of the TV when it was time just to see Optimus Prime. Back then, I knew Optimus as the lorry that can transform. Well, the image of Optimus is very vague though.

those were the bulky days

And then the first Transformers movie came out. The robots weren't box-shaped as depicted in the cartoons. They actually look like robot body builders. Childhood memories came back to me when I watched it in 2007. The summary was Good vs. Evil. That was 2 years ago.

Sean Witwicky

Last Friday, had a cellgroup outing and the plan was to watch Transformers 2. The trailer of the movie made me abit too eager to watch it. As I stepped into the cinema, my heart was beating so hard I could hardly breathe. Err, that was just a metaphor to describe how I felt.

Vengeance!

The first thing that made my heart skip a beat was Megan Fox. The way she leaned on the motorbike made her hotter. This time around, the summary was, Autobots saving mankind from the destructive Decepticons and to stop them from getting the Matrix of Leadership that will activate the sun harvester. One thing that I dont really like is the good guys can't fly. Damn it. To sum it up, the CGI was really fantastic and the casts were superb.

Hey there, it's alrite to drool abit

There's one thing I figured out, the Matrix of Leadership is just an excuse to kidnap Megan Fox.

Bak Kut Teh@Subang

I can't remember when was the last time I had bak kut teh. Funnily, I got a message from Chee Tat asking me to have bak kut teh for dinner with a few friends. We decided that we'll meet up at 7.30pm. And so I picked Clement, Hoepack and his friend Ernest up and headed to the restaurant to meet up with Alvin. There were a few bak kut teh shops in a row so we chose the one with the most customers. Shop name - Restoran Ah Ping Bak Kut Teh.

Bah Kut Teh Teh Teh!

We ordered first because the hunger was quite unbearable. When the food arrived, Chee Tat was still nowhere to be seen so we ate first. Clement was especially hyper, ate and talked non-stop.

Eventually, at 9pm, we finished our share of bak kut teh and 15 minutes later, Chee Tat showed up. According to him, he took a wrong turn and headed towards Karak instead of Subang. Being good people, we left him some food. He ate like a hungry man that survived a famine.

'Potato CheeTat' by Sean hooi.

It's okay to cry

Before ending this post, just for viewing pleasure,

Hoepack : "Look at my brutha ya'll"

I wonder what he's trying to convey.

The King of Pop

Michael Jackson wasn't whom I grew up listening to. Instead I knew of the legend's existence through one of his songs, Heal The World, when I was 5 years-old. I was and still am impressed by his sleek moves. The moonwalk, anti gravity lean and the beats in his music that he came up with really did made an impact on the dance and music scene. No comments about his child molestation allegations though.

A one minute silence for the King of Pop

It's truly a loss that his time is up.

Weekend at the Beach + Father's Day

Traveled back to Kuantan to celebrate Father's day last weekend with Chee Tat being my companion. I wanna wish all fathers, fathers-to-be, and have-been-fathers a very Happy Father's Day although it's a lil' overdue.

Happy Father's Day

Well, for me, I have 2 fathers. Biological father, and also my god-father. Both are Great men. Went to a seafood restaurant for dinner and went for dim sum with them the next morning. Ahh, I'll have to repeat, it's good to be home.

That was the Father's day part.

Next up, Cle, Chee Tat, Soon, Hoepack, Adeline and I went to the beach to do some stunts and play some frisbee. Let me try to write a poem to describe the beach.

The colour was murky,

the waves were choppy,

the rocks were rocky,

the water was salty.

The sky wasn't blue,

which is so true,

I have no clue,

why it wasn't blue.

The bunch of us jumped in and out of the water like professional divers, praying hard that we won't hit any of the rocks. And then, something happened, the frisbee flew out of our range and my lifeguard instincts took over, I dived but Chee Tat was even faster, he was ahead of me and I wanted to catch hold of him. Then, I felt pain on my left arm and everyone concluded that it wasn't safe to continue our antics. The pain was caused by a jellyfish that panicked my friends, especially -- Ah Soon. Everyone told me that I should pee on my arm else they will pee on me.

Chillby Jello

Fortunately, my immune system fought it and won.

Choices.. Through My Eyes.

God gave us choices? I believe that only those old enough to think for themselves have choices but under certain circumstances. I believe that there's a God. I believe that there's no ultimate power which is invisible to us that has the ability to switch things around. If there is one, why are all the sufferings going on? Why are children dying all around the world? Did they choose to be in that situation? Did the babies choose to be in their mother's womb when their mothers died unable to give birth to them in a war? Guess not.

I believe each road leads to different difficulties.

Choices? you tell me.

A Hair Approach

My hair has been speculated by a few people I know. One of them is a guy I've known for 6 years, Ho Hsien Loong. His comments always include vocabs that I can't seem to understand. While my hair has got curl waves, he can create a story that tells about where the afro originated from. He gives 'advices' like telling me to rebond my hair.

And so, I tried a different hairstyle.....by putting on a wig.

'you got problem ah now? CB'

I swear I will never have the above kind of hairstyle. It's the failed-ah-beng hairstyle. It amazes me how ah bengs can have hairstyles like this and roam the streets as if they look like Jay Chou.

'Bon voyage, fugly hair'

Conclusion, I'm really very contented with what I have, and it includes my au naturel hairtype.