A Blog About Nothing and Something

Entry 5

2009-03-12T19:00:00.003+08:00

After a long and tedious wait (for some), D-Day has finally passed. The results now a testimony of the effort put into this. Of course, some people are heart broken, some overjoyed. But in any case, this is the effort that you put into and hence you should be somewhat proud of it. Sure, someone else may have gotten more A's than you, or 1 more A1 then you. But you are you, and the other guy, is well... The other guy. Not saying we should not compare our results. Know your limitations, crossing them will only result in an outcome worse than any. The only thing that is most important is that you put in your best, and did your best. What else can anyone say?

I'm sure most of my friends at KYUEM got lots of A's (straight A's). Congrats! Keep it up! For those unlucky enough to not get what you aimed for, this isn't the end of the line. You still have lots of chances. Take this as a great big stepping stone, a wake up call, a reminder. As the chinese saying goes: "失败是成功之母。“ For those of you who don't know chinese. The direct translation is: " Failure is the mother of success." Which means, you can never succeed without first failing. I'm sure you all know the logic behind that.

We tend to remember the clearest the bad chapters of our lives. Not saying that we should. We should remember the good times, the great achievements, the life changing chapters, so that we may encourage ourselves. We are capable. As for the sad times, remember it, so that you will never ever repeat the same mistake, EVER. I have made horrible mistakes, and they serve as a slap in the face. Although I feel bad, I know that these mistakes are all part of life, and are unavoidable. But I learn from them, and more often than not, end up getting better.

Why am I saying any of this? I'm sure all of you who visit this blog have gotten good results, and don't worry, I'm not as smart. Once again, congratulations and kudos for a job well done!

Entry 4

2009-03-11T13:55:00.009+08:00

As some of you might know, me and a few friends went to Bukit Tinggi, Pahang. All in all, you could say we pretty much enjoyed ourselves. It was after all, better than staying in college. We left the college at 9 am, and it took around 2 hours to reach our destination. And we arrived back at the college at 10pm.

We ate Mc Donalds on the way back, and it wasn't that enjoyable, we prefer Burger King anyway. The weather overall was very cool, but we sweat anyway while traversing through the Japanese Garden.

Here are some pictures:

The French Village.

Another picture of the French Village.

Inside the French Village. (Note the "clock tower" in the distance with the greenish blue roof.)

Picture of some flowers.

A view from the clock tower.

Another view from the clock tower.

Looking down from the clock tower.

Some random pictures in the French Village.

Random again.

One of the dishes for our lunch, Pizza.

Spaghetti Bolognese.

Lasagne. Yuummm..

A little show in the French Village.

From the picture above, to the picture below. Takes lots of practice, and a think skull. =x

A swan, with the neck shaped like a "2". Took me awhile to take this picture, the swan's neck isn't always shaped like a "2".

Simon and his wabbit.At the rabbit farm, a rabbit hiding under a log. Awww...

Shhhh. Be vewy vewy quiet, I'm hunting wabbits.

At the Japanese Garden.

Me, at the Japanese Garden.

Shawn posing for the camera. And yes, there is signal on Bukit Tinggi.

A red flower, also at the Japanese Garden.

One of the many labyrinth paths of the Japanese Garden.

A view from one of the resting places in the Japanese Garden.

Entry 3

2009-03-07T23:49:00.007+08:00

She stared blankly into the television set, not caring what came out of it. The radio was playing a tune, the grandfather clock was ticking, but she did not care. She just sat there, on her favorite arm chair, reminiscing. The good old days, when she had something to care about, something to look forward to. She tried hard to recall, to remember the good old days, when moral values meant something.

Children would look after their parents, just as their parents had looked after them, with the same tenderness and loving care. Even if they could not look after their parents, they would visit them when they're free. Bringing a gift to make up for not being able to visit them as often as they would like to. But it isn't the gifts that most parents cherish, but rather the time spent together as a family. Talking of their current lives, their jobs, their new families...

Time spent together... As a family... Time... Together... Family...

She felt that her life had become meaningless. She felt like ending it there and then. Why shouldn't she? She was a nobody, with no one and nothing to care about. But something has kept her from doing so. What was it? She struggled to remember, but to no success. It seemed that everything she once cherished had faded into darkness.

She stood up, felt the blood circulate her entire body. The music on the radio slowly dimmed, the images on the television and everything around her blurred, the ticking of the grandfather clock grew distant. She wended to the nearest window, and gazed into the distance.

The sky was dark, a blanket of stars filled the entire heavens, and the moon was shining full. She felt a sense of ease. For she knew that the stars will always be there, day or night, rain or shine. Even if she couldn't see them, she knew they were there. They will always be there. Like how she had been there for...

Then came a knock, she turned and paused. Who would come knock on her door? A stranger perhaps? Instinctively, she walked to the door and opened it. There, stood a well-built man, wearing a t-shirt and shorts, with a big smile on his face.

"Hi mom! How are you? I hope you've been alright. Sorry I'm late, there was a major jam on the way here."

He walked forwards and gave her a hug. Then it all came back. She remembered taking after her son, who had grown up to be a fine young man, and the apple of her eye. She remembered when she was changing his diapers, when she first sent him to school, when he first left home to attend university, when he graduated... She remembered everything that she had done for him, and what he had done in return. The arm chair, the television, the radio, the grandfather clock. All were gifts from him and him alone, to nullify the boredom and as thanks for making him the man he is. But that did not matter, none of that mattered. What mattered was that her son was here, that he was there for her.

A tear rolled down her cheek. The hug felt comforting. The music on the radio reached her ears, the melody soothed her. The world around her that was blur before now came back clearer, and more vibrant. She felt the cool breeze from the window gently caress her cheek. She could suddenly sense the ever wondrous, ever cruel world. Her life suddenly had meaning, purpose.

How silly of her. She has a son who cares for her, who still believes in moral values in today's world of war and chaos, of selfishness and greed, who unlike so many still care about the people dear to him and had not forgotten them. A sense of warmth enshrouded her.

Her son closed the door as he entered. Outside, a young boy walks past the door. His clothes were stained with dirt, and his shoes covered in mud. He hears a few sounds, then the ever recognizable sound of laughter. Apparently, the people inside were enjoying themselves, must be a family reunion. He stood there for a moment. He thought of the hot shower, of changing into clean clothes, of the warm dinner prepared for him by his mom, and a nice home paid for by his dad. He then continued on his way home, whistling a merry tune, knowing full well that his parents will always be there for him.
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Entry 2

2009-03-06T17:25:00.006+08:00

Wooot!

The holidays has finally started! I've been waiting for this for quite some time now. However, my maths teacher and chemistry teacher gave us homework to do. I managed to finish my math homework before I left college, but not chemistry. So I had to bring my book back, and homework....

Here are some pictures taken in the last few days before my Easter Break.

See that light in the distance?

A closer shot.

Just to give you a rough idea of how far I have to walk everyday. Walk once in the morning, and after class. And for sports, back and forth again. And dinner, back and forth again. That is a total of 6 times per day, at least.

This is probably the most interesting incident of the week.

He was sleeping on the floor during Malaysian Studies class. Bag for a pillow anyone?

On a side note, all students of KYUEM learnt something today at the assembly. And that is "pecah rumah malam" and "pecah rumah pagi" are two different crimes. WOW, bet you didn't know that!

There is one particular thing that I don't like about this college. And that is that we always have to have fund raising for any event. I've just sold 120 cans of soft drinks, earning a total profit of RM60. And our target is RM150. And that is just for my house, which is Sapphire. For those of you who don't know, there are 4 houses in KYUEM, namely Diamond, Garnet, Sapphire and Topaz. On top of that, there's Chinese Cultural Club fund raising as well, and the target is to earn RM550 in profit.

Which reminds of the song from ABBA:

"Money money money, must be funny, in a rich man's world..."

If only we had enough money, then I can go play sports without having to spend time selling food..

Anyways, after spending half a semester in college, I can conclude that we don't spend most of our time doing homework, but rather club activities. For example, I have CCC on Monday night, Photography and Natural History Club on Tuesday evenings, Christian Fellowship on Tuesday night, Care Group on Thursday (which helped me make new friends when I first arrived in college). And don't forget sports! There's kickboxing on Monday evenings, swimming on Wednesdays, Badminton everyday (no, its not because there are meetings everyday, I just like playing badminton). And of course, gaming from10pm - 2am on long weekends. Sounds hectic? Our class starts at 8.15am and finishes at 4.55pm. Its a busy life, but its better than doing nothing.

And lastly, I'd like to wish everyone a happy holiday! The next break will be in June, so enjoy it while you can!

PS: For those back home in YY, good luck in your exams!

Entry 1

2009-03-03T19:37:00.007+08:00

Greetings and salutations!

First of all, I would like to thank you for coming to read this blog. Please feel free to shout in the chat box, but please try not to spam. I will try to update this blog regularly with interesting things, whether it may be about my life here in Kolej Yayasan UEM (a.k.a KYUEM) or any other things.

Now, let me begin.

For those of you back in Sandakan. This is where I live day in and day out. No, its not fancy, but its decent.

My room.

Yes, it is a bit messy. I'm not exactly free every time, but I try to keep it clean. As you can see, my blanket and pyjamas are folded on the bed. =x

The common room.

You can see my room on the left of the picture. And on the left of my door is a mirror. Which is provided so that we CAN go to class looking nice and neat. :)

Another angle of our apartment common room.

You can see a computer on the left, which again, is provided to do work. But as usual, we use it for other things *cough... gaming*.

This is behind where I was standing from the first picture.

There's a sink, for us to wash our dishes just in case we feel like eating something at night. If I'm hungry, I would either order a burger, which is delivered to our apartment by the way :P
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or..

I would boil eggs, but sadly I have currently ran out of eggs. Can't buy any because I will be going back soon.

And last but not least, the toilet!

Yeah sure, its not as big or doesn't look as clean or grand or full as stuff, but we all learned to live with it. By we as in us students of KYUEM. And there's no hot shower..

Additional notes: The common room has an air-con. But since we are in the middle of no where, all you need is the fan at speed 1, and even then its gets a bit chilly at night.

Well, now you know under what conditions I live in. Of course, it isn't as great as my house, or maybe where you're living in KK, or Australia or wherever, but its ACCEPTABLE, and we all LEARN to ADAPT. As those of you who have already left the comfort and safety of your homes probably already know.

I will post more about my school. And also my recent trip to Bukit Tinggi, Pahang. Which I spent RM40 eating Italian (which included RM4 for a bottle of RO water..).

I hope that all of you will try and visit my blog regularly. I will of course do my part and try to update this blog regularly.

PS: 4 more days till my Easter Break!!