Everywhere we go...

Yeah, the Blazers rock!
Ok I'm pretty sure that you're clueless of what I just said there. Well still, the Blazers rock! The most deserving Underdog First Runner Up! lnnl
Today(and tomorrow) is the Orientation day for the fresh March intakes, the juniors. We gathered at a big hall, which to me is like a refurnished basement carpark with air-conditionals, sound system... et cetera.
Things were rather general and brief today, more like a simple run-through. There were laughters inside my head when seeing those 'high profile' people. 2 words to describe the way they dressed themselves - Ridiculously inappropriate
Break time, I managed to find a table after a short scan through the crowd, height advantage *GG*. I sat myself down, with 2 other nice ladies - Michelle and Carmen
Lunch was awful. It's like we're eating beside the stoves, only hotter. The rocks on my beverage could not melt away any quicker.
It had been like months since I've talk ABC with someone. So I was under tremendous amount of pressure when speaking with my teammates, gosh they speak fluent English. I know it sounds stupid but I need to put effort on fitting in the group. *grin*
Okay things to cheer about: There's a Taekwando Club, *giggles* I might need that to protect myself from muggers(aforementioned issue). Or I could flee, then I will have to join athletic clubs. x)
Anyway, looking forward to the next sunshine.
Rock on.

Photos

Pianist at Sunway Piramid.


Little Jamie


Why is Little Jamie drooling?

Because he saw this! My first dish.

Hold On, tight.

To be honest I'm a bit overwhelmed by the life here. Well for my own safety I ought to ground myself in during night time, or even day time too if necessary. Just yesterday night around 11pm, a series of unpleasant noises alarmed my attention while I was in my room. Noises like somebody shouting, hitting the barred windows with a very hard object, and agonizing cries. With not much of considerations, I instinctively went out to the living room, without turning on the light, I secretly peeked out to the upper floor of my apartment through the half-closed window. A group of four or five non-chinese was there and I'm sure that that's the source of where all the noises came from.

*It's 8:30pm now, I just went to shut the light in my room. 60 Earth Hour*
This can't be good, typing in darkness with only the harsh glare from the laptop shooting into my eyes.

Back to the story - I continued looking and started to question myself somewhere in my head if it's the wisest thing to do, to stick my nose in others' business. I could get myself into trouble I figured, so I went back to my room pretending that nothing has happened. The noise got more and more bothersome, making me unable to concentrate. I went back and forth to the living room and finally I decided to make a call to the security centre. After a short period of time, the noise settled.

Why must there be bad people? What's making them corrupt? Ego, dishonesty, desperateness, filth. People like that bend against the normal ethic of humanity. And there's people like us, who fix the broken bridges, heal the shattered hearts, mend the broken wings. If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the trouble - Nobody ever wants trouble.
Peace Peace Peace

Transcension

It's very gratifying when things start catching on their steps, yes everything. From initial flight ticket, examination results, the course-to-take, shelter, online laptop order and the blissful excitement flowing inside my blood. Glad to see everything is filling their places in the puzzle.
I was urged by my parents to take the temporary stay at my uncle's house at KL. Initially I was awed by that very idea because uncle and his family have always been occupied for work and it will make me feel like I'm a burden. Everyone, including grandma and uncle himself starts chattering at me, for not taking that god-given opportunity. Before that I didn't even have the gut to imagine myself staying there, but the chatters brought my thoughts closer to it and finally said:" Alright."
I mean, perspectively they could provide me a roof, meals and transportations before I found my own apartment. It would save up a lot of worries from my parents too, in addition. So it's basically just a question of "Why not?"

*Scan through my room* - All the packed luggages, could not be more stuffed. Let see, I have a luggage, a medium-sized roller bag, a box, a backpack and a guitar. Oh, awful lots of things to carry.


Brother doesn't have a lot of highschool memories. Not true, dig deeper!
Once he told me to appreciate the time I have in highschool, I listened and I did. All the mean and silly things, weird hair-do's(which then I thought was cool), enormous crush on girl classmate, hanging around with all the dudes at school compound. Let me share a little story, my personal favourite.
At my peralihan year, my class went for jungle trekking at the mountain near the school. My classmate Kai Chin leaded the rest of the class as he skillfully climb up the slopy hill with both hands and feet working perfectly on the harsh landscape.
I was at the second last, watching while waiting for my turn. Our team splitted and as a result I ended up with Alan Koo and Karen Ong. The three of us were at the middle of the jungle as we were finding a way down. Maybe it rained the night before, so the paths were kind of slippery. I guess you could figure out what happened next. Luckily it's not on me, but Alan Koo. He was fortunate enough to slip down a short but steep slope, meeting a banana tree 'right between his legs'! And surprisingly the tree was bent 45degrees after receiving the big momentum, Ouch! How huge was the impact, the peralihan kid made the tree bent. Karen and I both laughed on top while Alan constantly hopped and groaned in pain.
Anyway, it's a story that I will always tell at gatherings while the group is sharing all the memories.

I will continue to update my blog, once I get my lappy and internet connection. See you all next time.
I love you and,
God Bless Us All.

Don't Force It

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Ross:" How sad are we. "
Joey:" Yeah I know. "
Chandler:" You know what, we're not sad. We're not sad cause we're not twenty one anymore. You know? - I'm twenty nine years old damn it and I wanna sit in a comfortable chair and watch television and go to sleep at a reasonable hour!".
Joey & Ross:' Yeah!
Joey:" I'd like to hang out in a quiet place, where I can talk to my friends."
Ross & Chandler:" Yeah!"
Ross:" And so what if I'd like to go home, throw on some Kenny-G and take a bath."
Joey & Chandler:" *stare*
Joey (to Ross):" We're twenty nine, we're not women."
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Scheduled to take a health-check, so I couldn't have supper that night nor breakfast in the next morning. So here's my planet saving plan, to stay as late as I possibly could so I would wake up as late as possible the next day. 10am sharp, my alarm woke me up. Went to pathlab and took my urine and blood test(ouch!). That was this morning, it's one past midnight right now. The glare illuminated from the monitor starts to hurt my heavy eyes. I better finish this off asap.
Unless I am very tired, I could never have a proper nap on my bed anymore. I think there's an ant colony somewhere around my bed, flipped through the mattress over and over and It is nowhere to be found. But when I intend to lay myself down for a pleasant nap, here's when they come and attack me. Usually, one by one they will climb up to my arms and belly and start ambushing violently. If I'm in a pretty mood, I will just flick or blow them away. If they keep pushing my button, I will run them over with my finger mercilessly, like a truck over a puppy. *L.O.L* Emphasizing it, in a sick way. That's why, DnD! when I'm trying to sleep.

Preference of music genre is shifting from Metal to Blues. Anyway IMO, Blues doesn't sound as good on guitars as it does on saxaphones. You can't play Metal with a sax too, just a matter of fact. Maybe, someday.