Illusive Notion

...Ramblings

2010-05-05T20:13:00.001+08:00

Screwed Up Life

One might think everyday life is as boring as looking at the clock tick past every second, dully and meaningless. If your life is duly planned, every day seem to be full of colours and inspirations. But I don't think all these goes around that easy. Having to start of this year, worrying about the upcoming exam, followed by the "sublime" taste of failure in debate, then unable to score better for Chinese, the demise of my grandpa, then inflicting people verbally and being booed during a meeting by almost every single uneducated, immoral bumpkins twice, and being less important than a TV show. What's more, I didn't get the post I actually applied for. That's nothing like good.

LIFE"S A SCREW WHICH SCREWS UP ALL THE TIME.

2010-02-06T17:22:00.000+08:00

Cokes are rather unpalatable to me. Diet colas are also not very good due to their Aspartame content. Aspartame is the common ingredient in all fake sugar, Equal, Spoonful, etc.... which some people have had some pretty scary symptoms after drinking Aspartame such as: seizures, breathing difficulties, memory loss, nausea, headaches, and a host of other symptoms. Basically Aspartame can build up calcium in certain neurons on your brain, making if difficult for your brain to send messages to various parts of your body via these neurons. The neurons die due to over stimulation.

All that and it was just diet colas, now lets move on to regular colas. Sugar is a significant ingredient that will harm you. One can of cola contains 40.5 grams of sugar, that's around 10 teaspoons of sugar.

Colas also contain ethylene glycol, which is used in anti-freeze. Ethylene glycol is a slow poison, it won't kill you if you have it in small quantities but it will kill you in large quantities. That doesn't mean the small quantities are totally harmless however.

And the worst thing about colas are due to their extremely high acidity. The pH for colas is around 3.4, which scientifically is strong enough to dissolve teeth and bones. So, I'm not going to accept any coke if you offer me any.

All sources are from Google.com

10 Great tips to be a photoshopper

2010-02-06T17:05:00.000+08:00

1. Don't window shop or even really shop, use photoshop.

2. Take bars of chocolate to stimulate your creativity

3. Try screwing up each and every picture you have, and you'll find something interesting.

4. Make sure that you have a constant flow of power to your computer.

5. Make sure you have enough RAM.

6. Don't use money when you photo shop.

7. Never buy a reference book because it will only make you feel confused and lost.

8. Do whatever you like.

9. Stop and stare occasionally.

10. Use CYMK compatible color profiles.

Epic Failures

2010-01-25T18:50:00.000+08:00

1. Failed to remember all the key positions on a guitar
2. Failed in the debate this year. Humiliated.
3. Failed to write an essay on time.
4. Failed to get great a touch screen phone
5. Failed to impress people.
6. Failed to do everything.

The depressed world of depression kills lots of depressed brain cells.

Interclass Debate

2010-01-23T19:07:00.000+08:00

from: http://ageofuncertainty.blogspot.com

When there's a will, there's a way.
Once again, the annual interclass debate has arrived. The time from now to the debate is a mere 30 hours. How long will preparation time be after deducting resting hours and so on? I have lost once, in the debate last year. With shaky cold sweaty palms, I read my lines. I was nervous, as if butterflies were really in my tummy. After being upset and challenged by that epic failure, I decided to retry, and this time, I'm gonna make sure my group and I win this debate.

Failing to plan means planning to fail.
My group were uncooperative, not supportive, selfish and I was a bloody lousy speaker. Eh, how could I lose to a non-living object? Damn. We really planned to fail last year as we really failed to plan. One failure is bad enough. In fact, too bad.

A hope is always something that is uncertain, not solid, and unreliable. Still, I hope that I will be a confident and extraordinary debater.

Happy New Year!

2010-01-01T16:30:00.000+08:00

Time whizzes like a punctured gas balloon, so do the fireworks.

C-H-E-E-S-E cake

2009-12-16T12:37:00.000+08:00

A goluptious cheese cake with chopped apricot and strawberries.That's really toothsome!

I was the co-baker. But the air pockets in the cake doesn't seem to stay, maybe it's just the heavy layer of tangy cream cheese. There's still half of it in my fridge though.

Mom, it's only 4 oclock in the morning!

2009-12-14T14:08:00.000+08:00

It was only 4 in the morning when my dad knocked my door. "Wake up! it's 4. 10 now." The silence of that morning was suddenly disturbed my that morning call, and my alarm call. It's the end of another year, when my house maid requests to return home for Christmas. I jolted out of bed, and straight to the bathroom. I soon grabbed my camera and started on the journey to the "Low Cost Carriage Terminal" My father dislikes going there for a few reasons, one: it looks quite like "pudu raya- Malaysia's busiest bus terminal" two, its really along way from home, a journey nigh onto one hour.

When we got home, we hit the sack right yo about 10 or 11, A really nice energy boosting nap.

The glowing street lights in the pitch dark morning.

Curvy lights at 6 in the morning. More red tailgate lights to be seen.

Some random flower in my potted garden.

Poinsettia

2009-12-13T12:50:00.000+08:00

Sparkling little water droplet taken in super macro. (FL6.55mm, 1/80s, F4.1, ISO 800)

My Grandmother Part 1

2009-12-13T12:29:00.001+08:00

The warm stagnated air filled the house on that Saturday, the mobile phone beeped, and as far as I know, my grandmother who is suffering from dementia has to stay over our place for a night. Understanding her current condition, she feels disoriented whenever she goes from someplace to another. She would definitely cause many nerve-racking troubles, and the verdict is: YOUR DAMN DAY IS RUINED. She isn't the cool grandmother which you an hang out with anymore. Having her with you feels like a burden. She has became terribly dependent, that's not a very huge matter. The thing is that she literally does not know what she is doing, and sometimes might think back to the early 70s, when my grandpa was still alive. From sane to insane, she might bathe 6 or 7 times a day, or even hoard whatever she thinks is hers but isn't, and even hide your car key somewhere and deny being guilty. And expecting her to have good memory at this stage, that's likely impossible. At this moment she asks you something, seconds later, she pesters you again. This affair goes on and on until you disappear from her sight, it goes on like a record which repeats the last bit of the last song over and over again until you stop the machine.

If only time could rotate anticlockwise to the past. My grandma was a very brave person, not afraid of any threats nor rats. She was active in the stock markets, good in cooking, and nourishing nine children with great sense of responsibility. She never uttered a single complaint taking care of that many kids. She had six daughters and three sons. All of them were different in every way. Some were hot-tempered, some were irresponsible, some were nice, and some washed their bloody hands too clean that they gave all sort of reasons for not looking after my demented grandmother.

~END OF PART ONE~

Oh YEAH!

2009-12-08T21:17:00.001+08:00

08's School Diary. Simple but surprisingly interesting.

09's Diary. Horrible background with little or no sense of art.

Click on the picture for the large view of it.

My Creation. Most vivid in color all these years.

Well, well, I was not really expecting mine to be chosen, but the hard work paid off anyway. The HM is satisfied with my cover design, and I really do hope that this cover will boost the sales next year.

Hey, My Blog loads fast!

2009-12-06T20:14:00.001+08:00

3.780 seconds. Should I consider that as fast?

BIG Bad Wolf Book Sale

2009-12-06T20:08:00.000+08:00

The hunched wolf of books. Hee hee hee... (howls)....

One Saturday after an Indian lunch at Section 19, my mother and I went to Amcorp Mall to check on this book sale. My dad was busy with other matters, as well as his weekly errands. Indeed, the books were cheap, and most of the books were not old yellow paged books like in some book sale. Even though we had to queue up upon entering, and the queue was really long, it was still worth while going there. There were many good interesting books sold there, and most of them cost about 8 bucks a book. And if compared to the original price, that's 80% discount! After selecting a box full of books, the bill came to only a hundred over dollars.

The box of books now in an slanted Indian file

At least I could indulge myself in them during the holidays.

Rich Naughty Woods

2009-12-05T18:55:00.003+08:00

Nice smile, tiger. You've got to teach me that trick too!

FROM: http://www.news.com.au/perthnow/story/0,1,26444401-948,00.html

December 05, 2009 07:00am

TIGER Woods is reportedly throwing money at the women in his life in a desperate bid to keep his public image intact.

The billionaire golfer has reportedly paid $US5 million ($A5.4 million) to his wife Elin Nordegren to keep her from walking out and another six figure-sum to one of his alleged mistresses to keep her from spilling details of their six-month affair.

Woods is in damage control after a car accident outside his Florida mansion last Saturday exposed his string of extra-marital affairs dating back to at least April, 2007.

Rachel Uchitel, the New York nightclub hostess who stayed at Woods' hotel during the Australian Masters, spoke to Woods just hours before she was expected to lift the lid on their relationship.

Celebrity website TMZ reported that they had been in direct contact by phone before she decided to cancel a press conference during which her lawyer planned to discuss her "relationship" with the champion golfer.

The pair have been romantically linked, although Uchitel denies having an affair. Her lawyer, Gloria Allred, would not confirm reports Woods had bought her silence for $US1 million.

Woods has been linked to three women, all nightclub workers or guests, and has admitted to "transgressions".

His liaisons reportedly sparked a fight at 2.30am on the morning after Thanksgiving, which led to him crashing his car outside the Woods family mansion in Florida.

It has emerged Woods' and Nordegren's parents were at the home that night. Neighbour Kimberly Harris told police Woods' mother-in-law Barbro Holmberg and mother Kultida and were at the crash scene.

"The cops came . . . the Windermere cops came first (and) then the security guards came," Ms Harris said.

"And then it appears Mr Woods' mum and Tiger's wife's mum came out after the fact.

"I don't know if they heard the commotion, I don't (know) if she, his wife, left and came back.

"But they walked across the grass and were outside as well."

Reports in the US suggest the Woods' prenup is being renegotiated to deliver his wife of five years Elin a bigger cut if they divorce.

Website The Daily Beast quoted a lawyer close to the negotiations as saying Elin had been offered $US5 million to stay. She would get $US55 million if they split - more than double the $US20 million of the original prenup.

Yesterday, one of Woods' secret lovers tried to distance herself from the scandal.

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Awh, that's so lovely. Hey! Ellin, you got scammed! Tigers are unpredictable and lustful.

Rachel Uchite has really big boobs. Is that natural or is it just silicon?

and the other is Jaimee Grubbs.

Picture from: assets.nydailynews.com

At first my mother thought that her name was Jaimee Grubby. my point of view: Indeed, she looks a little grubby.

Baking Powder? Buttermilk? What?

2009-12-04T19:09:00.005+08:00

Slluurrrpppp.

Every time i look at this cream puff picture, I feel like drooling.

But when I ate a few from Breadstory, I started feeling unwell.

So I told my mom: Mom, we should make our own next week.

And today, I did some baking too.

My mother and I made some low fat banana carrot cupcakes and it turned out to be lip-smacking. And here's a picture of it, straight from the oven.

That's tea for today.

Look, I've got a new hairdo!! Muffins nowadays even have mohawk hairstyles.

Earth is in this Situation.

2009-12-03T22:54:00.004+08:00

Well, well, I do think that Earth is really going to be that hot in a few decades. Come on people, turn off that damn oven, stop all that pollution and try reducing the amount of non-recyclable plastics, and off course, not switching on your computer for just a day reduces your carbon footprint too.

Remember, the Earth's situation is dependent on you.

Best of Luck in reducing your carbon footprint,

Lyndon

Exams are over

2009-11-06T20:31:00.002+08:00

Relax that extremely tired pair of hands,
Enjoy the caressing breeze,
Shut that pair of eyes,
and rest your imaginative head.

The thing I hate most about Playfish games

2009-11-06T20:27:00.002+08:00

The abit too early Merdeka Celebration

2009-08-20T22:12:00.004+08:00

Wow, it was an outrageous Thursday. After eating some mediocre, meatless food, the bell rang. Guess what. Before recess, Pn. Lee wor her mask, she looked really wierd. It was like the mask covered two third of her face. So, it is like:

Anyways, the mask they sold us at school was actually DOUBLE the price. It was so called 40cents at cost price, but its retail price is only 20 centrs per mask as stated in the newspaper. WE GOT SCAMMED! When Datin went up the stage, spoke at a slow tempo like no body's business, I ALMOST fell asleep. Then, there came the abruptly acted sketch done by the morning session ers. And there was this Indiano, singing at a terribly high pitch. Ouch!! My Ears!

(Drum rolls)......................

Then, here came the famous five. Here goes Kar Mun, I- Ern, Rayshell, Naidy and Wei Ann. I-Ern stroked the bow up and down like a violinist that qualifies to be in an orchestra. GOOD JOB iron. The school's PA system screwed up again. The microphone that was placed in the piano was extremely loud at the back, while at the front, the singing was loud. Didn't see Naidy with his 15k guitar after all.

The celebration ended with a cake cutting ceremony and more ear piercing scoldings and screams from Pn. Cheng. Ah, i was also temporarily deafened by Sam's extremely loud claps.

TYPO?

2009-08-20T11:20:00.002+08:00

Speed Test

Do you think that is possible?

Penang

2009-06-08T21:59:00.004+08:00

I just got back from Penang, and I know that my blog is not a living thing, so it is dead. Well, the exams were over, but there is a little tinge of worries about the outcome of the exams. Anyway, it all started like this. The holiday was getting more and more boring day by day, and somehow, it got exciting again.

Day1, Friday

We shot off for the highways in the morning. Lucky us there were not any spped traps, nor there were any bad traffic jams. At 12 plus, we went to Swatow Lane's New World Park Hawker Centre. We had curry mee, or chian (fried oysters), chee cheong fun(the springy springy rolled up one), and 'or kuih' (yam cake). The curried mee had quite a satisfying amount of ingredients in it (eg: cuttlefish, pig's blood, prawns and a few other things). Then, as usual lo... go Nagor Rd visit my uncle and Aunty in their restaurant. At 2 plus, we checked in Evergreen. Then, we walked to Gurney Plaza and window shopped as well as shopped for 4 hours. Legs damn tired wei. There was this "Switch"fare, selling apple stuff. Impressing apple. After that we had dinner with my uncle. Watched tv, and went back to the hotel. The hotel carpet was green, even the curtains were light green, that's why it's Evergreen.

To be continued. lazy to type d

Tagged By Yu-"H"Jun

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

There's no first question which means i have to do less of the tag :D

2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?

Groggy? Well, I have 2 alarms, but I couldn't be bothered to wake up.

3. Who was the last person / people you took a photo with?
My parents?

4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?

How's your standard of considering some one as spoilt?

5. Will you ever donate blood ?
No, if I don't have to. Later those leeches use dirty needle ah......

6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Honestly, everyone is just at the same ranking in my friend list. Well, you could consider God as my best friend. =)

7. Do you want someone to be dead?
Haha.........Mahathir Mohammad

8. What does your last text message say?

Yu-Jun: Don't you get what is noon till evening?

9. What are you thinking right now?
Thinking of somebody.

10. Do you want someone to be with you right now?
Maybe not.

11. What was the time you went to bed last night?
12.35am

12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?
Somewhere in Subang Parade.

13. Is someone on your mind right now?
That's for you to find out

14. Who was the last person(s) who text you?
Yu- Jun

Taggy here, taggy there, now wake up before you get splashed.
1. Hui Wei
2. Timothy Yeo
3. Koh I-Ern
4. Nicole
5. Yan Er
6. Jamie
7. Yu-Jun
8. James Broke "I think i left out an 'o' on purpose"
9. Adam Lambert
10. Kay-Li

15. Who is no.2 having a relationship with?
The plump girl named ameezra, amedaERSra (give up lah. No idea how to spell her name.)

16. Is no.3 a male or a female?

Male

17. If no.7 and no.1 get together , would it be a good?
Possible. But Yu-Jun will be feeling left out by the other targets.

18. What is no.1 studying about?
I don't know. If the No.17 statement was correct, then I'll say that no. 1 is studying about Yu-Jun. =]

19. When was the last time you chatted with them?
I hate messenger.

20.Is no.4 single?
According to miss satay, she's with jitty.

21. Say something about no.2.
He's obsessed with i-phones

22. What do you think about no.3 & no.6 being together?
Oooh, lets go pardy!!

23. Describe no.9.
He is a gigolo.

24. What will you do if no.6 n no.7 fight?
That wouldn't possibly happen. Yu-Jun will rise his white flag before the land lady even sees him. Well, or maybe yu jun will cry because he'd cried badly when no.6's blog was dead.

25. Do you like 8?

Not really. That white critisized th chinese as ugly people. Well, that's why Charles Brooke looked so old.

Kuala Terengganu

2009-05-02T18:46:00.005+08:00

Casuarina Durian
China Town
The sexy beach
The special lamp

Just got back today. Well, nobody swam in the sea as the wind and water current is very strong. The deluxe rooms we stayed which are facing the sea was getting closer to the sea year by year, caused by erosion. The whole night, the only thing you can hear is the water hitting the beach and the boulders, and guess what, Pulau Bidong was just opposite our rooms. Pulau Bidong, one of the scenic and uninhabited islands off located off Kuala Terengganu, is often remembered as the temporary home of the Vietnamese boat people who fled their war-torn country in the 1970s. Out of the estimated 800,000 Vietnamese who left their country during this period, the biggest proportion, more than a quarter of a million, landed on our shores. Yes, this is the famous island portrayed in the controversial movie Turtle Beach (starring Joan Chen) but no, none of the refugees were murdered by the local fishermen. The UNHCR and International Red Cross was on hand to protect the safety of the refugees, then gazetted as a protected area by the Malaysian government. We were wondering if the waves were strong enough, the next morning, we'd be floating next to Pulau Bidong.

The people there were mostly Malays, well, couldn't do much about that. The roads there had no drainage system, so, when it rains, the water will flow to the inner land, get stuck there, and POOFF! Stagnant water. The beach was not very clean, the sand was mixed up with other types of gravel. There were Casuarina trees there, their acorns looked like tiny durians, so cute and brown. The sea water there is very "alive", as what the people there said.

And on Mayday, also Labour's Day, we went for a stroll by the beach. And to my horror, there was a chicken head on a short tree stick, and there was another piece of meat a few metres away.the room I suspected that the two Malays were trying to attract the crabs. But this certainly isn't the right way to catch them. It will slowly pollute the beach. You can call them anything you like, as it was one stupid yet ridiculous way. And the food, they were all halal. Well,the first night we had a pizza, fried rice with keropok lekor, satay and hot spicy paddy chilli sauce, and a plate of fruit rojak, also spicy. The resort was a nice place to hang out, but the rooms were poorly maintained, as the old owner of the resort made the room rates so low that all the lower class people starts coming in. The workers there were INEFFICIENT. One word would explain everything. They only cleared the rooms at about 1.30 pm. And the bathroom was not very the clean. The shower cubical was so small that I kept on knocking the glass doors. There were a few stains here and there, and the room looked so dark. One of the lamp was bulbless, so I had to depend on only 3 dim lights. The lamp shade was made out of rattan, so it blocked like 50% of the light. Instead, I inverted the lamp shade and the room was more like a room.

I stayed in a room alone while my parents stayed in another room. Well, each room only has two beds. The next day, my dad's friend chit-catted with us. Later in the afternoon, we went to town in my dad's friend's car. It was a company car, a Perdana Executive. The leg space at the back was awesome, it was so DAMN BIG. It's kind of like a limousine, and I still remember those old Proton Saga limousines, there were like elongated in length and some were even like broken into half and joint back again, adding some extra black material there. Anyway, the car's acceleration was not all that good. Even though there were only four of us, the car moved as if each of us were a tonne. In fact, we got a free lift. If we were to follow the taxi to town, it would cost 120 ringgit to and fro. Pretty expensive, and in China Town, we ate and visited some shops. One of the shops there sold antics. The old charcoal iron was for sale too. But we did not buy anything, afraid that those things maybe replicas.

Later, we went to a coffee shop, where it was famous for it's iced-drinks. It's kind of like Slurpee, but this is real fruit, so nice and refreshing. We even had some dim sum and a pot of claypot chicken rice. The dim sum was not really good, the Char Siew Pau was filled with so much fats in it. And the Lo Mai Kai was sweet, compared to its original taste, well, maybe that's the Terengganu style.

The keropok Lekor in Terengganu was supposedly better than the ones in Kelantan. The Terengganu one has more fish meat in it, whereas Kelantan's contains more flour. Then we went to this Taman Tamadun Islam, there are actually the replicas of mosques around the world. There were only like one Chinese family there other than us, well, my father's friend said the place is actuallt one of the nicest place in Terengganu. We even visited the place where the Monsun Cup was held, near the river mouth. At night, we had barbaque buffet, also known as "Pasar Malam Night". I have no idea why there called it that way. Anyway, I ate till I was bloated. All the prawns, fish, squids.........et cetera. Uncle Sreward (hope I spelled his name correctly) came by after that. He is a hotelian. He is one of the person in charged of the place. He is new, as his company just bought over that place.I think he's quite an interesting guy. He drank tea with honey with my dad. At 5:57 am, I woke up, earlier than my phone alarm. Good biological clock. =]. It was so freaking cold, I shivered in a warm bath. That night, it rained, and the sound of the sea distured my sleep. At the airport, I was still shivering, like some tiger in North Pole. I didn't t7akebreakfast. And when I reached back home, with was hours from the time I wrote this post, I was dizzy, feeling a bit weird. We flew in firefly, a small little cute shiny firefly. Haha. The plane was new, the seats were like leather. And it is one of the safest plane on Earth. It has this ability to glide on water, not like other jet powered planes, there would just sink like a rock. Simple yet fun holiday.

Tagged. =]

2009-04-28T19:57:00.002+08:00

1)The person who tagg you is: Natalie
2)Your relastionship with him/her is: Peanuts! =]
3)Your first impression of him/her is : Weirdness
4) The most memorable moments with them: Nothing
5) The most memorable thing he/she has said to you is: Haha
6) If he/she becomes your lover, you will... : run to Paris.
7) If he/she became your lover, what should he/she improve at: Well, it would never happen as I would run to the top of the Eiffel Tower. XD
8) If he/she becomes yr enemy, what would you do: Become her enemy too. Muahahaha
9) If he/she becomes yr enemy, the reason will be: she ruined the efeel Tower
10) The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is: I don't know. Don't ask me such silly questions.
11) Your overall impression on him/her: Hmmm.... It could be something insulting, so I'm keeping my mouth shut.
12) The characteristic you love most about yourself: Urhm. that im so noisy im amusing? O.O
13) The characteristic you hate most about yourself: Being a smart ass.
14) The most ideal person you want to be is: OO.oo Lyndon Low
15) For people who care and like you, say something to them: Polly want a cracker?

Pass this quiz to 10 ppl who you want to know how they feel about you.

A prayer

2009-04-18T17:41:00.003+08:00

"Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread" - Trust! God will provide for our needs. His eye is on the sparrow and I know He cares for me.

"Forgive Us Our Debts as We Forgive Our Debtors" -- Forgiveness = Surrender. Don't carry your own backpack - surrender it to Him. Revealing the feeling is the beginning of healing. Act as if you have forgiven and the feeling will follow. In our weakness, God sends His strength and peace.

"Lead Us Not Into Temptation" - Watch for unrecognized temptation. Pray, so you won't fall. We are tempted every day. It deepens our walk and strengthens our faith - but be careful of spiritual blindness. Open my eyes, Lord, to my blind spots - use honest friends and family.

"Deliver Us From Evil" -- The Evil One, Satan. We are saved from death to life. Jesus is more powerful than Satan - God is greater!

Source: www.allaboutgod.com

......

2009-04-10T12:05:00.003+08:00

Fabulous Name Tag

French Fries

2009-04-10T11:03:00.004+08:00

My History

The Belgians are noted for claiming that French fries, although the name would point

elsewhere, are actually Belgian in origin. However, there has not been any definite evidence presented to prove this outright. Whether or not they were created in this small European country, they quickly became the national dish of Belgium; making the Belgians at least the

symbolic creator of the “French Fry”. They are also Europe’s heaviest consumers of the fried dish. Their origin story of the French fry goes something like this: according to one Belgian historian, French fries got their start in Belgium in the 1680’s when some poor inhabitants of

the Meuse valley in Belgium, who had become accustomed to frying small fish as an

accompaniment to their meals, had decided to cut potatoes length ways and fried them in oil when the river nearby had frozen over and they had no access to fish. There are also origin stories which point to France, England, and even Spain (the first European country to discover

the potato) but Belgium’s claim has been accepted more over worldwide. Even the French give them credit.

No matter where they were first cooked, the art of frying potatoes has been passed on to our generation. When it comes to preparing and cooking French fries some home cooks who prepare them from scratch cook them only a single time in a generous amount of pre-heated oil at a temperature of around 375 degrees F until they are golden and have a nice crisp to them. They will taste good like this and this frying method usually does not take much longer than a minute. However, the method that seems to be recommended by most cook books and also perfected by restaurants with the “best fries” seems to involve two stages of cooking. First the potatoes are to be fried at a temperature of around 350 degrees F until the fries are nearly cooked but yet they still are somewhat limp and pale. This stage is used to soften the potatoes and to thoroughly cook the inside the potato but it does not brown them. The second stage involves removing the fries from the oil, allowing them to cool, and then at a temperature of 375 degrees F they are cooked again until they are crisp and golden brown. This usually takes not much longer than a minute and gives you the best tasting fries possible. The very best oil for making French fries seems to be fresh peanut oil (for healthy reasons). In terms of taste great, rendered beef suet can not be beaten. The best potatoes for making French fries seem to be baking or russet potatoes.

I didn't know that french fries were originated from Belgium, I thought they only manufacture great toothsome chocolate. I wonder whether Pn. Lee has been there before, meeting her long lost ancestors. Potatoes seem to be unfamous now, all those health hazards, all those saturated fat and oil in it, I wonder whether a person's artery will get clogged up if the person eats them everyday. Timothy says that after potato destoryed his garden, his garden would only grow potatoes, nothing else, but potatoes. Lol.

Reply poem on behalf of POTATO

2009-04-09T23:32:00.006+08:00

Timothy, Timothy I know I stink,

but what can I do?

I'm ugly and wrinlky,

but I can't help it.

I know my teaching is bad,

soft voices echoed at the back,

you can't hear me but I don't care,

because I'm just one miserable potato.

I know you hate me,

but I don't care,

because I'm just a potato,

feelingless yet meaningless.

I know I'm bitter,

unlike my cousin tomato,

she's sour but sweet,

I'm bitter but pain.

Somebody dug me out of the ground,

He peeled by clothes,

dipped me in hot oil,

that's the Belgians.

He brought me around the world,

potato chips pipping hot,

after years I became unfamous,

being oily and bad.

I'm just a potato,

teaching potatoes,

eating potatoes,

munching tomatoes.

Mr. Potato married me,

but he divorced me,

because I ripped his garden,

and poured drain water on them.

I'm now unfamous,

being hated by people,

but what can I do?

I'm just a potato.

A bG production.

Writing A Poem A Day, Keeps the Potato Away.

*God, I feel really bad writing such poems, but I can't help it. Please forgive this terrible yet horrible me.

A poem written on behalf of bG

2009-04-09T23:23:00.006+08:00

Pork belly is fatty,

sauce poured over it with much aroma,

With much fats in it,

so does cik norlizaa.

The skies were clear then,

but its black now.

How did this happen?

Oh, pork belly's fart made it black!

The balsams in my garden are beautiful,

When pork belly invaded my garden,

every single plant wilted and died,

So does my beautiful day.

It rained oil and my garden burst into flames,

The Sun cooked my flowers in oil,

Her insults made me furious,

Her scoldings made me crazy.

My mood was good,

But now it's bad,

Like unfrozen pork belly,

Turns smelly after days.

I cooked the pork belly but it still stinked,

with much sauce and oil over it

My heart shattered when her foul mouth opened,

after explaining useless explainations.

A true bG production.

Take off an "a" from the name.

St John

2009-04-07T21:22:00.002+08:00

The annual St. John exam has ended. The officers this year looked a little scary, the officer in charge of Choking and CPR was like Dr Hyde and Dr Jekyll, a crude man with words like "stupid", "hurry up la! Don't WASTE my time!", "you fail la" etcetera. On the other side, he was like a man from a joke book, filled with some fun in him. Theory was not easy. I passed the choking part, transportation , fracture and bandaging. Just unsure whether I did well for theory. I hope I do.

Just scribbling things when my head is empty. =]

Loads of projects

2009-04-02T22:16:00.002+08:00

Well, as usual. Hi again. There are so many things happening around me. This, that, and this again, and that again, that one and these. Civics project, still pending, Sejarah project, 20% done. I know Im slow, and that's the fact. JUST SLOW! Nevermind, there's still loads and loads of work to be done. The moon sees me at night and after hours, it dissapears. Time flies. It's kind of wasting time blogging, but still, it has to be updated. In school today, I had an agreement with Qi Hong. I promise I'll never say a ird about Kar Yee in front of him and he'll do the same thing. The schol field is getting smaller. Those nature haters just couldn't be bothered to stop building buildings. What's the use of making the grass patch smaller and smaller when the school's population is decreasing? That patch of green grass will be covered by huge cabins, and recently, they made a sheltered walk way from Block F to the canteen. They use recycled materials, exactly the same design, same colour, same rust stains on the poles, same old grey dirty roof tiles, same old green poles. Why can't they just paint the poles with a new coat of paint? I think the poles want some new shirts on too.

That's all la. Nothing much to say now. I feel stressed. =S

Ahhh......Finally

2009-03-17T09:08:00.004+08:00

It quite some time I abandoned my blog, and now I shall start posting again. Last Saturday, I had dinner at Pangkor Seafood, first time going there even though its not very far away.Yes, it was 7.10 pm when we reached there and waited for approximately 40 minutes. And the food came after that. In the mean time, I was observing the surroundings, and there was a young couple, sitting there puffing off like damn chimneys. I guess their lungs will be this black mann...

Another table was another even younger couple, there was this girl who looked so spoiled and pampered. She was talking to her boyfriend and out of the blue, she took her fork and spoon and hit it against the table. well, maybe she is a drummer and maybe she thinks that the fork and spoon waas the drum stick whislt the table was the drum. Fascinating huh. I would not have expected such a thing to happen, only thinking kids will only do that. Ah, there table in front of me, there were 7 people there. 2 kids, their parents, and guess what the other 3 was? They were maids. Isn't it a little to much having only 2 kids and 3 maids?

By the way, went nearby for dinner because my dad was a "ball"aholic and he wanted to watch the Man Utd- Liverpool match. Unfortunately, Man Utd dissapointed many of their worthy fans. It was like Malaysian football-horrible. Man Utd was trashed by Liverpool with a score of 1-4. Somemore those bunch of useless footballers was playing in their homeground and yet still lose.

Delicious =D

2009-02-02T22:29:00.004+08:00

I had it for lunch today. Tasted awesome. We had this bottle of chinese red wine, and I'm sure there's some alcohol in it. Fortunately, I did not get drowsy in school, in fact, some one really got into my nerves. Nae... forget about that. Sesame matters.

Ah.........scent of aromatic wine in stock

I think it's called 'ang jiew mee sua' in hokkien. Arrghh......I don't have any ideas on what to write.

Chinese New Year

2009-02-01T22:35:00.003+08:00

The oxpicious year, 2009. What a year. This Chinese New Year, some things don't turn out as usual. My brother who is in the midst of studying could not join us. Things seem different yet quiet. On the Eve, we had reunion dinner at my grandfather's place. My aunt cooked from the wee hours of the morning till evening. Well, dishes turned out nice. There was a roasted duck, a little overdone, because my aunt refried the duck after buying it. So it looked a bit dark on the outside. After that heavy meal, as usual, the smaller cousins will be pestering their parents, granting permission to play some fire crackers. There's one called POP! POP!, which looked something like:

Once again the POP POP war begins, throwing them at each other's leg. It hurts when the thing POPs. Dodged some of those attacks. What's more, my elder cousin even lit up fireworks. Those that fly up high in the sky. But unfortunately, the fireworks were a little too old, It does not even shoot up, just some sparks flying up. It looked like a sick cat. Lots of cookies not to be forgotten too. Jam tarts, kuih "kapet" (love letters), kuih "bangkit" (the white color one with a red dot), peanuts, and more not mentioned in here were mouth-watering. Some are so good that they even melt in your mouth, like an ice cube being heated up.

One the first day of CNY, we ate "mee sua" for breakfast in hot soup. I think that symbolizes longevity.

And so on................. (I don't particularly remember everything)

Visiting relatives on the days after that. Eating and gulping down food even more than Cookie Monster made me feel bloated all the time. In fact, to give the stomach some respect, I ate less these few days. Oh yea, when all my relatives from my father's side came to my house, it was amazing to see so many pairs of footwear outside the door. I missed the opportunity to take a snap of that outrageous amount of slippers and shoes there.

By the way, this morning, I had light lunch and some ginger tea. Went to a friend's house of dad and they were talking about the Indon maid who acted stupid and even killed their animals and let a bird fly out of it's cage. This, that, and this and that and bla bla bla.....

That should do for now. School is reopening tomorrow, and I'm looking towards it. My mum and I even kept some cookies in a container and freeze it as when my brother comes back, he will able to savour those delicacies. When I was receiving a red packet from someone, she even asked me something like this.

Do you tax(I heard it as text) your brother?

Sometimes.

Not that, I mean T-A-X.

Oh...... no, I don't. (I could if I want to.)

Silly things

2009-01-29T11:17:00.002+08:00

Whole lot of bimbos

2009-01-15T22:41:00.002+08:00

It's the 5th day after resigning from prefect position. I am as happy as a lark, having simplified life. Rather than having to look after one place, like some unpaid guard. Guess what....? There was an announcement which asked me and some other people to go to the office. Well, first time stepping in the head mistress's room. It was not air-conditioned, but the fan was on, spinning as fast as 30 km/h........maybe not.

Then she asked: kenapa kamu semua quit prefect? What if I change the time to 12:30, can ah? Why you all say that being a prefect would make you unable to get great grades? So Nerd, tak baguslah.
She asked me something that I could not exactly remember.
I said: Hmm..... think about it first.
She said: Why? transportation ah?
I said: Yes.
She said: Who fetch you to school?
I said: My transporter.
She said: Car pool izzit? Got fetch other people also ah?
I said: Yes.
She said: Where you stay?
I said: _ (somewhere)_ .
She said: Dekat sahaja.... What time you come?
I said: Uncertain. Sometimes 12:30, sometime later.
She said: I want you all to be prefect now, because we want to train you to be leaders. If you so nerd, pandai je, tak menjadi pengawas, rugi lah. You see all the smart people, if they are not leaders, they can only be lectures......
I was thinking: Walau... The school like lacking of prefects. Trying to get back our position to help the school again? How now?
She said: So how? The time tukar kpd 12:30 or later. Can ah?
I said: I'll think abt it first.

Then she asked Sam something.
Sam: Not sure. Ask my parents first.
She said: Why ask your parents? Your parents are not going to be prefects. You have to convince your parents to let you be one. Tell them that you want to be leaders, and also study hard at the same time. Bla........Bla.........bla..................

My bimbo-ness caused me to say thank you to her.

Then we walked out. Forgot what happened after that.

Rusty?

2009-01-13T23:12:00.002+08:00

Eh... what word is that already ah?
oh yea..... forgot d.

Brain rusty.......Yes, it happens to me. I have this tendency to forget some of my words. I guess I have to tune up by the hard way. School was more fun in 1 Belian, even though there are some people there like Qi Hong, Sam, Wei Liang, Nicole and Jamie. But I still think the class is damn weird. It's like no body cracks funny jokes or makes lessons interesting. The long lost laughter are ought to be found some where...... Anyway, a girl in my class did this class banner, which looked quite cool. The Batai looks nice, but the 2, looks different, doesn't really match very well. Anyway, it's quite unfair for almost all the posts in class to be all taken up by the girls. The monitor is a girl, the assistant is, the treasurer is, the secretary is, the head of cleanliness is, except for one, the head of happiness (that's the direct translation, maybe you call it the person in charge of the notice boards.) is a boy. Almost all monopolized by girls.. UNFAIR.........Forget about it, they shake their legs like the big bosses, rubbing shoulders with the teachers like the dirty old politicians. Come on, the class monitor just said that she loves the class teacher after 5 days? I thought to know a person needs time. That one is like fast forwarded maybe. Well, just got to embrace the weirder 2 Batai. I feel like an inept person in class sometimes. Life is like so different.

Anyway, I learned a few Hakka words today. The dialect is quite different. I heard my dad speaking Hakka before, but I did not learn any from him before that. Jit Haw thought us some words like- "what are you talking about?" becomes 'ni gong ma kau?' something like that.

Flashback

2008-12-31T12:09:00.016+08:00

-2008-

January- It was the second time stepping in SMK DJ. The first time i went inside there, it was for a piano theory exam. I used to dislike the tables and chairs, and I still do. In fact, the tables looks like an enlarged stool.
By the way, DJ, here I come.

February- Chinese New Year.I couldn't remember part of it. But of course I do remember the yee sang.

My birthday. Anyway, I'm not telling you the actual date. Small and tiny...... quite cool.

The road party. The DAP guys had this party. There was two roasted lambs too..... It tasted great with peppermint sauce.

cool huh...

Spoilt for choice.....

Owh no..... Exams were pretty soon. First term exams............
Does anybody love Exams?
I guess not.

The Papers

March- Nothing much happened in this month. Frankly, I could not remember any occasions in March. Maybe just freaking out.. waiting for the results..

April- Yes.... sports day. On the 27th. We were practising hard every week during house practice. Unggul, Go!

Yes, and of course, the Jog-a-thon.

And also, Mr Tysern's Farewell party.

May- Exams again....... Mid Year this time. (Mayday!!!!)

16th May- Teacher's Day
Nothing Much this month.
June- Drawing and painting art works. They all looked fabulous to me.
Nothing Much, just plain school life.

July- I don't even have a single idea on what is happening.

August- National Day on the 31st Aug. I remember holding small little flags in the school hall, having a little 51 celebration. But i remember during that time, it was like a sardine can in the hall, hot and stuffy.

September- I went up to the stage to receive my awards. I got the first for my Geography map, I was the only solo team there. And the third for the national day drawing competition.

October- Went to Kuala Selangor for a fill trip. Only a few chosen people went. It was fun.

Yes, the one and only mud facial treatment. Could not resist to wash the thing off immediately.

In the swamps... Shoes ere all filled with mud and dirt.

Exams- Final term
I was very worried, heart pounding faster and faster every second.
At last, OVER.

November- Had a farewell party. Very sad and precious moments.

December- Christmas!
I decorated a with washed wall with snow flakes and candy canes.

30th- Got to know our Form 2 classes. The school did not stream line us according to our result, as a not top ten pupil is able to go to Angsana, and I got to Batai. The only thing I hope is that I have better teachers than the others. Everything was scrambled up like mixed rice- 杂饭 .

Count down to 2009.
That's sad. It's the end of 2008.
3, 2, 1, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

blue to green

2008-12-31T11:44:00.005+08:00

About a week a go, my mother brought me to the bookshop in school to buy the form 2 books. Excluding the textbooks, the other books managed to make a two feet tall pile.

Yes, this tall

And they changed the buku nota 's colour to green instead of blue. Weird huh.... There are so many other colours on Earth, and personally, I hate green. Maybe they think that changing the colours could spice up our work...? But at least we don't have to face blue everyday. Anyway, this made me think of the universal indicator, changing form blue to green.

Greenish note books.

Knife sharpener?

2008-12-26T15:09:00.001+08:00

Oh, it was Christmas afternoon, when an old guy riding his old bicycle, cycling around the neighborhood, shouting 'mo dou....mo dou....' in Cantonese. Well, it's the first time I'm hearing that. Surprising isn't it. Since he was there, and my mother wanted to sharpen a old knife, she let him in the driveway and started his job. He sharpened one big knife for 8 dollars, which was quite worth it, because he spent about 35 minutes sharpening the knife non stop. He sat on his wooden stool, placed a hand-pedalled sharpener. He even got rid of the rust from it, and that was why my mother did not used it for some time. In the newspapers, there was an article about this guy in Ipoh, who sharpened knives for people. People queued up just to let him sharpen their knives. Actually, the old man who went around my place, was as professional as him. And he comes to your house, instead of you going to queue up. It was something special and unexpected that Christmas afternoon. Oh..... about Christmas, I had "nasi lemak' for breakfast at Lake Club and a few sandwiches for breakfast with my family. That evening, we went to my uncle's house to visit him and had lunch with his family.

p/s: the picture was found from the net. It looks something like that, but it isn't the guy who came to my house.

May this blessed Christmas, filled with joy bring happiness to everyone.

Happy New Year anyway.

Frustrating

2008-12-16T14:12:00.002+08:00

There is nothing much to be done this holiday. That's what I call a 12th degree boredom. What's more frustrating is that there is some one, who is acting like some jack ass (some one who is nameless.) Damn sien mann... Whole day pester people with annoying stuff. What ever la. Forget about that. (It's not worth it apologizing to that kind of stubborn, Rock-hearted person.) Wasting effort and time. Off my mind. Christmas is coming really soon, well, something exciting awaits me. Time really do fly.

Oil Prices down tomorrow

2008-12-15T23:23:00.002+08:00

Petrol and diesel prices will be reduced by another 10 sen per litre effective tomorrow, the government announced today.

According to Bernama, the price of RON97 petrol will be reduced from RM1.90 per litre to RM1.80, while the cost of RON92 will drop from RM1.80 per litre to RM1.70.

Diesel price will drop to RM1.70 per litre from RM1.80.

This is the seventh time the price of petrol and diesel has come down since August.

With effect from the same date (Dec 16), subsidies for petrol and diesel for fishermen will be reduced to 13 sen per litre from RM1.43 to RM1.30.

Christmas

2008-12-15T12:05:00.002+08:00

It's Christmas Time Again
(by Bob Lazzar-Atwood)

Put your problems on probation
Run your troubles off the track,
Throw your worries out the window
Get the monkeys off your back.
Silence all your inner critics
With your conscience make amends,
And allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Call a truce with those who bother you
Let all the fighting cease,
Give your differences a breather
And declare a time of peace,
Don't let angry feelings taint
The precious time you have to spend,
And allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Like some cool refreshing water
Or a gentle summer breeze,
Like a fresh bouquet of flowers,
Or the smell of autumn leaves,
It's a banquet for the spirit
Filled with family, food and friends,
So allow yourself some happiness
It's Christmas time again!

Hillslope development.

2008-12-11T12:08:00.005+08:00

Too Steep la!
People are really fed up with the recurring landslide tragedies and the subsequent blame game by politicians. They are accusing one another to seek whose responsibility was it. Frankly speaking, that's the best part of what the Malaysian government can do. Residents are furious over new development in Medan Damansara, and from what I could see is the hill slope gradient is far to steep. The building project by Selangor Dreding Berhad Properties are building 21 luxury bungalows costing 10 to 15 million each. But, redsidents protested and they had to bring the construction job to a halt. Currently, in the press, SDB is doing land stabilization to that hill slope. Impossible
it will work. I think a primary school kid would even say building houses there, Impossible.

And, about the Bukit Antarabangsa landslide incident, this hopeless Ahmad Shabery Cheek even state that it's not right to hold the government solely responsible for that disaster. I think it does not workthat way. In the first place, who approved the building of houses there? MPAJ. People involved, Khir toyo. Yes. They pocket in the most money, and they should be declared as the most corrupted city council. Yes, Mahathir's crony. And, a total of 99 hillside projects had been approved by the Selangor government under then menteri besar Dr Mohamad Khir Toyo, Parliament was told.
That's a picture of Khir Toyo. Corrupted chump of Mahathir.

A friend

2008-12-09T15:30:00.001+08:00

I have a friend,
she is my ex-classmate,
she does not know how to thank people,
does not appreciate what others have done.

One day, I changed the class's blog theme,
even though it looked like something new,
she disagreed without any manners,
I got pissed off.

Maybe dia punya bapa tak ajar,
mungkin dia punya mak tak ajar,
mungkin dia sendiri pun tak tau,
Saya mana tau\?

Then she has a sidekick,
support every word she says,
even though it is totally incorrect,
and she even say Hainanese people are part of the Hokkien ethnic.
Is she trying to say that Indians and Chinese are also under the Malay ethnic?

She is arrogant,
just because she is filthy rich,
but I don't care,
I just know she has gold in her mouth.

She thinks she is so holly,
think that she is the only one to worship God,
in Christianity, there is such a thing as forgiving,
and she say Jesus in the most important person to her.

But I don't even give a damn,
I think dia bo ka si,
insult people and discriminate people,
like out of no body's world.

She think she so lan si,
look down at people,
say thank you also don't want,
never bother about others.

I sms dia,
reply pun tak ada,
lagi cakap dia sms saya hanya wasting money,
orang kaya,
ada handphone bagus,
tapi sepuluh sen pun tak boleh guna.

Tapi dia tipu saya dia punya phone ada pada bapanya,
siapa percaya?
Tak mungkin bapanya tak ada phone sendiri.
Tak apa, tipu saya seorang, tapi Tuhan you tak dapat tipu.

Tak apalah,
tipu sajalah,
tipu sampai bila,
saya tak peduli.

You made a friend like me into some trash,
just because you think I'm a fool,
doesn't mean I'm one.

Just because you are rich,
it doesn't mean you are appreciative, good and holly.
What ever you say to me from now onwards,
I treat that as a LIE,
until God tells me the truth.

Terms and Condition
1.The person's name is mot stated, so, you have no rights to take any libel accusation on me.
2.You judge "the person" yourself.
3.I wrote this when I was in flames, so, it is supposed to be something like that.

Oil prices

2008-12-07T20:24:00.000+08:00

About the oil price hike in the middle of the year, everyone seemed agitated. And now, since the world's economy has gone into recession, the world's oil price has even got to the lowest. Currently, A barrel of oil is about less than 50 US Dollars, and when it was about 100 USD per barrel, the Malaysian government sold petrol to the citizens at RM1.90. Soon, it increased suddenly to RM 2.70. People were wondering, how does the PM runs the country? Currently, at the 50 USD per barrel price, the malaysian oil price it still on the high site, and the government is making 16 million out of the sale of petrol per day from the oil windfall. What are they going to do with that big sum of profit? Pocketing it into their own pockets?

Random

2008-12-07T19:37:00.001+08:00

Well, it had been a boring yet random holiday for me. Instead, here are some photos taken at random. I am trying to escape from boredom. LOL.

Do you know what that is? Of course, it's a pig's eye. We were surprised to see such a wonderful experiment.

Remember the horrible lunch we had at the CIDB convention centre? Have a good look at the miserable lunch we had.

I was to lazy to open the cover of the trash can. Instead, I left the three cans to idle on top of it.

So Japanese. Nice cup of green tea anyway.

Delicious California rolls. It makes me drool even by looking at it.

Sushi!! All covered with fish roe.

I decorated those hard-boiled eggs for fun.

Yellow roses left on the carpet.

=] SMILE

Holiday?

2008-11-23T21:50:00.000+08:00

I was as busy as a bumble bee today. I woke up in the morning, ate some cereal, watched my morning TV shows. I finished all the cereal as i there wasn't much left. But, I was unsatisfied. The cereal was like just a starter of the whole new day. Soon, I decided to make my own bed, clean up my room. Shortly after that, my mother came back from the market. She bought some cakes and some Malaysian delicacies. I chomped down food like an elephant while reading the Sunday paper's comic. The weather was pretty fair today. It didn't rain for the whole afternoon, that was very pleasant. The laundry were fully dried, unlike some days, when the rain pours down heavily. I went for swimming after the hot day. I dipped inside the cool pool water, swimming around like a fish in the deep blue sea. The backstroke was not an easy move. Water kept on getting in my nose, giving me a weird feeling. I sneezed like I was out of this world. Somehow, it felt bad.

I folded the laundry, well, you should know why. My maid went back for a month's vacation. Somehow, not sure how, don't know why, my head was throbbing. Arrghhh.... another headache. I felt dizzy, like I was going to fall anytime.

By the way, the past few days, I was got into an argument. I hate to mention the person's name, but, the person should know it himself/herself. That person argued on the smallest matter in the world, as small and minute as a speck on a flower. But, I never want to remember this argument as it will spoil my whole week, month, even my whole holiday!........ Regret knowing such a unappreciative classmate. I got agitated.

Trying to forget those angry moments, I updated my long lost facebook profile and typed this post.

To that nameless person, I've got something to tell you. If I typed slower than you, all my post would have been shorter than yours. Unfortunately, mine is very much longer. Judge yourself before judging others. And, I don't spend much time typing.

Asean skills excursion-With the worst lunch ever

2008-11-17T14:21:00.000+08:00

It was 7:10 in the morning when I woke up.
"Today's a Friday, and I'll be going for a trip."
When I reached school, it was already 7:50 am.
The bus will be leaving soon. The teachers took our attendance, split us up into several groups and it was time to go. About 30 of us when up a old looking bus, and it sped off to the highway. A usual trip to KL will take around 20 minutes. But our bus did not. It took 2 whole hours. The whole story started like this:

We hoped on the bus. The journey went on until the bus stopped somewhere. Some people said that a person had stomach ache, and needed a toilet badly. But I was not aware about that incident, just kept on the chat with my friends. While I shifted the air-conditioner's vent, some dirty debris just fell off the air-cond vent. Oh my, it was disgusting. The condition of the bus made it look like a 20 year-old bus. Soon, it stopped at a construction site, the second time it was stopping. I don't know why, but I suspected the bus driver doesn't know his way there, to the CIDB building in KL, Jalan Chan Sow Lin. The Indian bus driver had a hairy hand, and people were cracking jokes about his hand, which was placed at the gear. Some laughed, some had no reaction. After being in the bus for 2 hours, the bus reached the CIDB building.

The building was newly-built. New black tarmac laid on the roads, giving it a new feel to the place. I wasn't sure what Asean Skills was at the first place, but after checking out the net, I got to know furthur about the whole situation. I thought we had to compete among schools or something like that, but I was wrong. When I steped in, there were many booths, seperated by particians. Oh, there was actually a quiz. But, to summarise the whole story, the quiz was a waste of time.

My stomach was growling of hunger, reminding me about lunch. But, it was only 11 o'clock. I beared the hunger, until lunch time arrived. Alas, the lunch was worse than jail food. They served some crap, which consisted of 3 types of food in segmented containers. The crap was some stinking cabbage, one piece of chicken, and some lumpy rice. Eventhough the trip was sponsered by the school, but everyone was expecting something better. I had no choice but to eat the rice and chicken. Actually, the chicken wasn't that bad.

All my friends ate a little, sat still for a shprt while, wondering whether the food was edible or not. I lefxt the stinking cabbage aside, abandoned it. I guess it was cooked a couple of hours earlier, so the cabbage started to ferment. It tasted like mild vinegar. After a few spoons of "crap", my stomach felt a little pain, but it went off eventually. My tummy must be telling me that the food was horrible.

After that, I bought drinks-a can of iced-lemon-tea. I couldn't resist the taste of eat after the worst lunch I have ever ate. Then, I bought a slice of cake from the little cafe in the convention centre. The strawberry cake tasted horrible too. And what's more? It costed me 5.30 ringgit. I almost chocked as a result of eating some stale cake. The cake was dryer than biscuits. Then, I bought a cuppa coffee. Oh my, it looked so dark brown, I wonder whether that guy knows how to brew aromatic, soothing coffee. But, I did not complain anymore, as I was famished.

Then, I was told that the Lego building making competition was cancelled. What a waste of time. We did nothing for 6 hours there, so "I REGRET coming here."

The last Day of school

2008-11-17T13:41:00.000+08:00

Ever since the exams were over, everyone seemed to look so happy. But there is one thing bothering me, it was bothering me. What are my results going to be? Would it be terrible or just great? At last, it was the really end of schooling days for this year. The last day of school, 11-11-08. I was nervous, knowing that we will be told about the marks. And, I got 74% for Chinese at first, but fortunately, the teacher sympathized us and gave us a higher score. I was very gloomy when I got to know the Chinese marks. Tears rolled down my cheeks, knowing that I have not got such a horrible score for Chinese this year. When our Chinese teacher left, it was one of my favourite lessons, Geography! But the Chinese marks spoiled my whole day, making me taste the bitterness of being defeated. Hoho, but I scored the highest for Geography, which was 98! I enjoyed the taste of victory after having a teary 30 minutes. Actually I did not break down into tears, maybe I was, in my deep heart's core. I was happy, delighted, but I could not stop thinking about my Chinese. Larger and bigger question marks pestering me, just couldn't stop figuring why I got those eye-soring marks.

A conversation was started between me and Cik, Phang.

"Why you look so sad? Feeling tired or sad?"
"Sad."
"Why?"
"I got a terrible score for my Chinese."
"Aiya, don't have to be so sad. This is not the end of the world. Maybe this will be for once only."
"....o..h....ok........"
"I got to go already. Cik Norhafiza will be coming in soon."

It ended.

Well, while I was asking around for other people's marks, (not because I'm nosy, it's because I want to know who got the highest.) one irritating girl (she's a PEST!) added in some irritating words. I was not even talking to her, then she just open her big mouth. I told her off, as I was pissed off. She had nothing to say after that. Served her right.

I was back to my place, trying to cheer myself up. But I failed to do so. I dislike Moral. It made me lose some marks. Alas, I only got 82, and I was expecting for a higher one. It felt stupid, ignorant and useless. My heart shattered into thin pieces, like china falling on to the hard ground.

I walked out of the school gate, without a mood to even greet my friends goodbye. Could I have done better? Or was I just too stupid? I was a sour grape, envying the higher marks of others for Moral. To escape from sadness, I told myself that I did not get the lowest after all, so what's the point being so unhappy?

Well, I guess I have to stick to the saying: 99% perspiration + 1% aspiration = Success.

Sleepy head

2008-11-15T10:20:00.000+08:00

It was 4. 10 in the morning, I was jolted out of precious sleep when I heard knockings on the door. I was groggy at that time, after 5 hours of sleep, that totally wasn't enough for such a person like me! I knew it was the day I had to do some chores at home as my maid was going back to her country for a couple of months. ......(sighing) I changed and freshened up as quick as lightning, as we had to send our maid to the Low Cost Carrier Terminal (LCCT) airport. We set off the 50 minutes journey at 4:30 a.m., feeling the morning breeze hitting against me, fortunately, I did not get blown away. The roads were quiet as never seen before, the street lights shone brightly at dawn, leading us to the highways. Soon, the never ending journey started. The lines of lamp posts in front lined up like soldiers, those at the back soon disappeared in thin air. There were very few cars on the road, only big trailers, oil tankers and some big trucks occupying the left lane.

The LCCT is a vibrant place, not as classy as the KLIA, but there were too many people there.. Our maid wanted to fly Air-Asia as her hometown is nearer the airport where these Air-Asia flights land. The condition there made the airport like Puduraya, and you may even bump into anyone anytime. Haphazard. The airport looks a little makeshift, that's why it's called the LCCT. Expansion works are even started to cater the bigger crowd next time.

I slept in the car on the way home like a log. I caught up about an hours sleep. When I got home, what could be better than sleeping? I jumped in bed and slumbered until I woke myself up. Well, I was freezing silently in the car, and when I got back, my hands were still cold after 30 minutes. I was in doubt, unsure whether I'm still warm-blooded.

A:"Can I stop here?"
B:"NEVER!"
A:"Why?"
B:"It's too boring."
A:"What? That sounds like an insult."
B:"Really? Did I say that? What does "it" refers to anyway?"
A:"Fine. I shall stop HERE."

Pardy!

2008-11-10T09:24:00.000+08:00

Well, it was a sad and a happy moment for me on Thursday. Our class had a class party, and very co-incidentally, it was also Ezral's birthday. Ezral is a boy from my class. The happy part of that day was exams were finally over, and the party has just started. Our class managed to get 200 dollars, in hard cash, as we got the third place for the school's jog-a-thon. Other than the 200 dollars, we participated in choral speaking and so, we got 50 dollars more. What a wind fall! Well, which was quite fair, knowing that our class funds were always running dry. So, with the cash, we bought 12 pizzas for the class and a big chocolate cake to celebrate Ezral's birthday. Since he is also known as fireman, so, Fireman turned 13 on that day. Actually, he was not called fireman for no reason. His name was quite special, but I couldn't remember it off hand.

We ate the pizzas in joy, and some were photographing. I was also one of them, taking shots of teachers and friends. At first, Loga brought a bag of flour, thinking that he may throw that bag on Ezral. But he failed to do so. Pn Anis wasn't very happy with him. So he had no choice but to throw it in the waste paper basket.

Then, out of no where came two prefects, who wants to meet those probates for next year. I was included in. Somehow, don't know how, Pn choong approached us. She said that she was finding high and low for us. Then, she remembered about our party.

She questioned us:
"Where is my cake?"
"I though you all are having a party?"
"Am I not invited?"

Sam said:"You want any drinks?"

Sam asked: "What drinks you want? We have Kickapoo, 100 plus..........."

Pn Choong said: "Wah, still got drinks. Ok "
Then, we offered to send the cake and drinks to the staff room, knowing that she was very tired.

When we got back, a cake fight started. Cake splattered all over, faces all covered in thick, sweet chocolate. It was shocking. At the end, all of us had to clean up the classroom.

Christopher told me:" This is my first time mopping the floor.''

After the cleaning was done, the angry teacher stepped in and her expression changed rapidly, showing us satisfaction. We got her a gift, and a heart shaped cardboard with all our signatures on it. The teacher was delighted. The wide smile spread on her face from ear to ear. As it was her last day with us, she thanked all of us with a short yet meaningful talk. Alas, I had to give one speech to the class too. I was nervous at first, just couldn't think of what to say. But, I got my way through. Happy and jolly. The school bell rung. All of us were carrying bags of form 2 books back.

That joyful moment was short but it was worth while having this party. No regrets.

Almost forgot, the sad moment was when the school bell rung. Would we even meet each other next year? Don't know.

Back.

2008-11-09T15:14:00.000+08:00

Hey, it has been a long time ago since I updated my blog. How do you all like the theme? It gives my blog a funky look. By the way, it looks like you are entering another side of the world, very secluded and unknown. Well, since the holidays have arrived, I shall update this blog more frequently.

This should be sufficient for now. =]

Under Costruction

2008-09-24T20:36:00.000+08:00

My blog will be officially closed for renovation. This major renovation needs about one and a half months to be completed. Please drop by soon. Sorry for the inconvenience. New posts will be posted by that time. A whole new world. Renovation will be sub-contracted. Keep out of danger zone!

Opinions?

2008-09-20T17:45:00.000+08:00

This is a picture I edited and I changed the name to 1 Belian. Not sure whether it looks good.

A fool

2008-09-19T10:56:00.001+08:00

I had tuition this horrible Friday, and it all started like that. The teacher came and he started teaching. Suddenly, something struck his mind. He could not have the tuition on the same day the next week. This Yu Xian, trying to act as if she is so bloody smart, like a fool, got tell the teacher this cannot, that cannot. At that time I could not stand her foolish act and her annoying behaviour, like mother like daughter. She thinks she rule the tuition, just because it is in her house. Damn it. and I am not free that particular Tuesday night. Both things clash. All her fault, curse her. What's more, my mood was not very good that night. Her house like infested with cats. Cats walking in and out, on the chair, table...... Couldn't resist any more. TOO MUCH.

5 Puzzling Matters

2008-09-19T10:56:00.000+08:00

It all started like that. My class was very noisy for the pass few months. I don't know what is bothering them, but I am unhappy about a few things.

A few boys thinking they are tugs are a little difficult for me to deal with.
They would not shut their mouths up when I ask them to lower down their voices.
I sometimes suffer a sore-throat caused by all the shoutings.
I have been defamed by someone in my class blog: www.1belian2008.blogspot.com and that person posted that I am a useless class monitor and I copy other peoples answer all the time which is DEFINITELY FALSE.
I changed that websites chat box into a new one, but soe of the girls in my class, so choosy and picky, say like that not nice, don't appreciate this, looks like crap........ ALL the stupid remarks about that blog just because I'm a boy and I changed somethings unlike some ugly stuff on the old one which was created by a girl. I didn't know they like dirty army green. LAME colour.

5 things I'm unhappy with. But what can I do? It's all in the past. Extra burden, especially being an admin and a writer of my class blog. Stupid fools....

Roti Bakar...

2008-09-17T20:02:00.000+08:00

This is what had happened to a roti bakar just now. I ate it. Since today is some public holiday, I don't know why, my mother took me and my brother to Kopi Time for tea. I also had a cup of Teh Halia, also known as Ginger Tea and two pau s. One of them was chicken and the other one was the special one. Three of us shared two of them. Actually, my mother wanted to order 'chee cheong fun' but it looked to simple. She changed her mind and ordered the pau. No regrets having tea today.
Then we went a little stroll in Atria. There was a new store selling hardware tools, then my brother came across a Fuzzy Ball. We pursued mother to get it, since it looks quite interesting. Anyway, mission failed. My mother was then rushing for time.

Terrible

2008-09-13T18:51:00.000+08:00

It's terrible being sick. And when the coughing, sneezing, sore throat.......comes, it's worse. what's
more? The Mid-Autumn Festival is around the corner. Imagine how nice will it be eating moon cakes of different types that will make a person drool. Moon cakes are very mouth watering, and it's irresistible. Anyway, it's also very sad that it rained on the full moon's night. (shaking my head) As paper lanterns will get wet in the rain, so I decided to watch television. Well, it's quite a heavy job for a class monitor, and some of my classmates just can't keep their big mouths shut while the teacher is away. I sacrifice time, energy and sweat, going up and down the staircase, carrying books, collecting some papers from the staffroom, but no one seems to appreciate the things I have done. It's always a little difficult dealing with the boys at the back of the classroom. The others around the classroom too, making lots of noise, disturbing others. But it's still my duty and I have to bear with it. It's terrible......

Three Guys to Heaven

2008-08-20T11:41:00.000+08:00

Three guys die and end up at the gates of heaven, talking to St. Peter.

"So," Peter asks the first guy, "how many times did you cheat on your wife?"

"None. I had a perfect marriage."

"Great," says Peter. "You get to cruise around heaven in a Mercedes. And you, how many times did you cheat on your wife?"

"Only twice, I think," says the second guy.

"Okay. You get to cruise around heaven in a Cadillac. And you, how many times did you cheat on your wife?"

"12 times. Maybe 13," says the third guy.

"Okay," says Peter. "You get a rusty Ford."

Later that day, the guy in the Cadillac sees the guy in the Mercedes crying.

"What's wrong?"

"I just saw my wife."

"So?"

"She was riding a skateboard."

Top Reasons Eminem's Wife Filed for Divorce

2008-08-20T11:26:00.000+08:00

--That comment about Elton being "twice the woman" she ever was.
--Caught Eminem fantasizing about killing other women.
--Sick of hiding her love for the Insane Clown Posse.
--Sure, he talks and raps like a black man, but when he takes down his pants...
--Would rather end up like Nicole Kidman than Nicole SIMPSON.
--Overheard 5-year-old daughter shouting, "Faggot!" while watching "Mr. Rogers".
--Recently overtaken by a strange and unfamiliar compulsion to live past the age of 35.
--I mean come on, people. . . the dude LOST TO STEELY DAN!!!
--Thanks to a recent surgery, her head's no longer implanted deep within her own rectum.
...And The Top Reason Eminem's Wife Filed For Divorce. . .
--Sick of dating a rich, famous, abusive bastard. Would like to try a poor, unknown abusive bastard for a change.

Saiful or SHIT ful?

2008-08-19T19:45:00.000+08:00

This is getting ridiculous and the BN government is yet again insulting our intelligence! Saiful’s saga is so pathetic, that it will never stand in any court of public opinion. We do not care about him swearing on the Quran as it has nothing to do with Syariah rulings.

Furthermore, being so heavily tainted and compromised, his testimony in Islam or in the court of public opinion is worthless! We all know that the BN is behind all of this, but what’s surprising is how stupid they are not to realise that it is best for them to just quietly withdraw the case and reduce the damage inflicted on the government.

I guarantee you that, after this ridiculous swearing and more ridiculous statement that ‘sodomy’ was forced (by a weak 61-year-old on a healthy and strong-looking 23-year-old), AnwarPermatang Pauh with an even bigger majority than Kak Wan. All righteous Malaysians of Permatang Pauh will come in droves and take Anwar to Parliament. Ibrahim will win

Mark my words, Saiful, and watch what will happen when BN is no longer the ruling government. Hope that bloody bastard tastes his own medicine soon.

Noisy, Noisier or Noisiest?

2008-08-14T21:05:00.000+08:00

As a class monitor, I have the responsibility to look an eye out for noise pollutants. That also mean that they are talkative children. Shouting, copying names, threatening them....... All the ways I could think of, but nothing beats the presence of a discipline teacher. Once a discipline teacher enters the classroom, it changes from a noisy wet-market-like-classroom into a peaceful empty land with no human existence. Going round and round the class, warning them and telling them to lower their voices, makes me busy all the time. Randomly, it is still a good form of exercise. One more thing, the primary noise pollutants are: Kang Zi Yang, Tan Hock Lim, Rii-Chuan & Gang, some of the girls (giggling for no reason)..............

No time

2008-07-20T21:04:00.000+08:00

Sorry guys, I have not updated my blog for quite some time. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Feeding Fish

2008-06-20T20:46:00.000+08:00

Funny Advertisement. Have fun!

Pau fever!

2008-06-19T19:11:00.000+08:00

Old Cantonese custom, dim sum, which is inextricably linked to the Chinese tradition of yum cha or "drinking tea". Dim sum (literally "to touch the heart") are special Cantonese snacks chosen from steaming bamboo baskets of delectable dishes paraded past on trolleys.There are many mouth-watering delicacies such as steamed buns with roast pork, shrimp dumplings with a translucent skin. There are usually three to four pieces per order, with each dish, plate or steamer basket. Those pau s are fragrant and delicious. Eating them will make you want to eat to your hearts content. Once you walk in the dim sum shop, I bet you will drool, just feel like eating, eating and eating. For example, the Char Siu Pau: Although visually similar to other types of steamed pau, the dough of steamed cha siu pau is unique since it makes use both yeast and baking powder as leavening . This unique mix of leavening gives the dough of cha siu pau a soft, fluffy, and almost cake-like texture. Indeed the texture of the dough is so appealing that many other types of steamed pau. And the filling, shredded pork meat+spices+seasoning=Good pau.Well, in the menu of Hong Kong dim sum, there are plentiful of mouth-watering dishes, and not only the pau I mentioned about. It is good to try out all these delicacies and enjoy every bite of the food.

Teachers in DJ

2008-06-15T22:06:00.000+08:00

Most teachers get pregnant and take leave for approximately two months. This kind of situation in DJ sounds very common to me. Cloying, very cloying. During that period, there is no replacement teachers to come in and teach the students but only a relief teacher enters the class and leaves the class alone on what they want to do. Noisy and disturbing. A sad state of affairs. I hope I am always at luck and never go through this experience again.

The shoe matter

2008-06-14T20:16:00.000+08:00

My mother bought me a new pair of shoes during the holidays.It is a pair of school shoes, which is white in color. But, That pair of shoes has a small gold design at the back, where the shoe brand is sewed. It is almost unnoticeable unless one stares at my shoes while I am walking. It doesn't really look like a sports shoes. Unfortunately, I was very unlucky that day. After recess break was over, I climbed up the stairs to my classroom. While getting to my desk, one very picky and sharped-eye prefect halted me. She gave me a warning and insist of me getting a new pair of ordinary white shoes.(Those shoes will look like an old, torn and tattered shoe after a few months) My heart sank. Big question marks were wandering about my head. I got quite irritated at that moment. But what could I do? Maybe I am wrong or breaking the school rules, but I just could not stand her attitude. I wonder why she looked at my shoes when she has better things to do? What kind of sport shoes am I wearing? Basketball shoes? Football shoes? Tennis shoes? Table tennis shoes? Badminton shoes? ? ? ? ? ? After making some amendments, it turned out like that.(As shown as above)

Schools and Donation

2008-06-14T19:49:00.000+08:00

The image above is the school badge of SMK Damansara Jaya. "S" for Sekolah, "M" for Menengah, and "K" for Kebangsaan. This is a government school, a secondary school. Friendly speaking, if the school really needs the cash to upgrade the school's facilities, then I agree with that. If it is the other way, then maybe not. If the school has other motives than as told, I don't think that is very good news. Most parents are all willing to pay as long as their children get proper education and proper facilities to use in school. Hope SMK DJ's headmistress co-operate
with the schools Parents and Teachers Association (PTA) to upgrade the school. This is for every child's needs. Lend them a helping hand when they really need your help.

Sponge Bob in China

2008-06-14T17:00:00.000+08:00

This video clip is quite lame. Heard this kind of spongebob edition the first time ever. Spongebob a little mata sepek in this clip. ............... Just play it and you will know the actual result and expressions.

Laughing Pill?

2008-06-14T11:51:00.000+08:00

It started all like that. I don't really know why I laughed that day. At that moment, the teacher was not there. The class was very noisy, like a whole classroom filled with chatter boxes. I was discussing with Qi Hong, my classmate about something. Suddenly, POooof.... I laughed and laughed, couldn't control myself. I laughed like mad for no reason. When our replacement maths teacher stepped in the classroom, i was still laughing. To make things worse, my face was tomato red at that time. As usual, the stern Pn. Norliza will tell the whole class to stand up straight before I start greeting the teacher. As I don't have any choice left and I could not stop laughing, I went for an alternative- ask the assistant monitor to do my job. Ingenious right...... And Nicholas Lee said I ate a laughing pill.

One Republic - Apologize

2008-06-13T12:34:00.000+08:00

I'm holding on a rope
Got me 10 feet off the ground
I'm hearin' what you say but I just can't make a sound
You tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down
But wait
You tell me that you're sorry didn't think I'd turn around and say:

That it's too late to apologize
It's too late
I said it's too late to apologize
It's too late

I'd take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
I need you like a heart needs a beat, it's nothing new
Yeah, yea
I loved you with a fire red now it's turning blue
And you say
Sorry lord, the angel heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid

It's too late to apologize
It's too late
I said it's too late to apologize
It's too late

It's too late to apologize
It's too late
I said it's too late to apologize
It's too late

I'm holding on a rope
Got me 10 feet off the ground

Oil could hit US$150 in next two months, say experts

2008-06-13T12:17:00.000+08:00

OIL experts yesterday tipped crude oil prices to surge to US$150 a barrel in the next two months, citing factors that include strong demand and speculation by commodities traders.
But Rakyat of Malaysia will suffer as the sleepyhead PM increases the petrol price. He does'nt even know how to manage the country properly from day one. We people don't even know what does he do in his office. Taking bribes or doing his job? I'll leave it to you to decide.

Hancock

2008-06-12T11:21:00.001+08:00

"Hancock", sounds cool. Does it? Haha, not missing this action-pack movie.

Kungfu Panda

2008-06-12T11:11:00.000+08:00

Po the Panda (voice of Jack Black) dreams of being a martial-arts master but is, in reality, a fat, lazy, black-and-white slob. But when his town is threatened by evildoers, a group of real kung fu experts need to transform Po into the legendary "Chosen One," who is destined to save the day. I have watched this movie, quite comical, laughing and giggling all the way in the cinema. Must watch =) the English version. My friends say the cantonese version isn't very nice, because there.....is...is Jackie Chan's voice in it. Haha. Don't think its that bad lah.

How Beijing 2008 got its name

2008-06-12T10:27:00.000+08:00