Feels good to finally get some proper rest. Aye... oh yeah, something I forgot to mention. On Thursday I went out with Daniel and Cindy to watch a movie. Cindy wanted to watch either Hellboy II or Wanted, but I saw Wanted already and Daniel saw Hellboy II already, so we just stuck with watching some Indonesian horror flick. Well... nothing to say. The subtitles were out of proportion for like half the movie (like only the upper half on screen), so I couldn't understand certain parts. So Cindy, being an Indonesian, translated the bad subtitled parts for me. Haha! Interesting having a translator. The movie wasn't scary at all to me, and honestly it was a little boring. The ghost had a cute laugh that made me laugh and except for 2 scenes where she looked "okay" other time she didn't look scary at all. Cindy got freaked out easily and her grabbing onto my arm hurt. Hurt! Geez! Later we met Ervina and we all had a bak kut teh meal. Very nice. Happens to be the same place I first fellowshipped with my cellgroup when I visited KL for the first time. Hm.
Yesterday I woke up late, 'cause of the clubbing incident, and I reached school a bit late too. Luckily, it wasn't too bad, and I didn't miss anything. We needed to draw set pieces again this time, and I was very amazed at how well I drew in comparison to my usual work. My shading was better than normal, and my outlines and proportions were better than anything I had done previously. Of course, compared to several of my classmates, my artwork was still "primitive". I drew quite well, but the biggest headache was drawing a pineapple. Lisa (lecturer) purposely put a pineapple on every set, so everyone eventually drew something that ended up looking like another fruit. Most drew something that looked like an oversized strawberry, and some drew a papaya look-a-like. Everyone said I drew something that looked like a jackfruit. LOL.
I went to eat with Wai Kwan, Ruz and Kok Kin plus a few others a McDonald's later. Had a great chat, before we headed off to the arcade to play some games. I played DDR for the first time in my life, and I barely made it. Heck. Not easy... and unlike Parapara Paradise, where I can win without knowing how, DDR was difficult. I also sweated like hell after 3 rounds of insane songs, and it wasn't comfortable.
I went off for service, and it was the church 7th anniversary. For praise and worship, they had an orchestra actually play along with the worship. Pretty cool! There's always the usual band and all for the songs, but adding an orchestra made the songs all the more nicer and the atmosphere so much more enjoyable. Great sermon by Pastor Kevin too, which was about dreams, and having one, following one, and achieving one. Brilliance.
Anyhoo, after service we went to fellowship at Asia Cafe. I needed an ATM, so I heard that there was a Hong Leong one at Taylor's University. Hansen walked with me to Taylor's, but there was no Hong Leong ATM. We walked around the entire SS15 area and there was Maybank, AmBank, Public Bank, CIMB and practically every other bank except Hong Leong -.-. Heck... after we walked one big circle and sat back down, I was told I can use any bank's ATM to withdraw money, but they'll charge 50sen. WHAT! I walked all the way around just to hear that? Lmao! I borrowed RM10 instead and ate.
Later on some of us went to Nick's funeral. Anyhoo, James told us about it during the announcements. Honestly it was a mood-killer. We had enjoyed a fantastic 7th anniversary service, great atmosphere, worship, jumping, and suddenly James mentioned Nick had passed away. We went there, paid our respects and talked about the Protestant view and Catholic views of his death. You might be wondering why. Well, he committed suicide. Considering no one who reads my blog knows him, and those who know him already have the details, I don't think there's a need to elaborate on my blog. I will make a post about my feelings and thoughts, but nothing overstepping personal family relations.
God, let this be my first and only cellgroup death. He's my third friend to die, and the 5th person I personally know.
Let there be no more added to this list.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
I just went clubbing at Bar Celona. And you know what? IT SUCKED!
Freak! Seriously! ARGH.
Okay, here's the deal. Edward (I call him Eddy), asked me to go to his birthday celebration a month back, so I said okay. Initially it was RM35 and the room would share around 6-7 bottles, which was a fair deal. So I asked Cherrie out along too, and she accepted. Su Lip was supposed to pick me up, and then drive to Cheras (an area quite far away) and pick her up, plus her housemate, and we'd go to Bar Celona together. Good plan right?
Well, for one thing, I hate planning. Yes, yes, there's an old saying... "If you fail to plan, you plan to fail." I plan myself, but its always impromptu. My planning is last minute, and it always works. A trend I've noticed however, is that when I plan ahead of time, nothing goes to plan anyway. And boy, was it never more evident than tonight.
First, when school ended I planned to hang out with some of my classmates and then go back home, get ready and pick Cherrie up. Here's where everything started to go haywire. Su Lip was supposed to pick me up at 8:30pm, but at like 5pm he told me he couldn't come because it was his dad's birthday and he needed to attend a celebration. Geez! What the hell? I can't believe it! 3 hours beforehand I was supposed to be picked up? Ah, geez. Now I needed someone to pick up Cherrie and her friend, and only Shaun came to mind. He had promised Eddy earlier that he'd come for sure, no matter what. So when I called him he said he wasn't coming because he wanted to go out with his friend. Give me a break! Everyone's breaking their word!
Hell, later on Uncle Ben (my mom's boyfriend) asked my mom out, and she told me I'd have to wait before she picked me up. Hell, thanks to him, I waited 3 freaking hours, when my mom had said hours earlier that she'd pick me up on time. So I had to rush my shower, get dressed fast and went off to Sunway Pyramid. I managed to persuade Eddy to pick up Cherrie at Cheras, although he said he'd be a little late, which was fine by Cherrie. So once I was at Bar Celona, I went inside the room, which was quite cozy, and filled with people I didn't know. I asked Eddy to pick up Cherrie and he said he needed to pay the money for the room first, which wasn't easy because it was very messy and some people hadn't paid yet. Okay, understandable. Later on I reminded him, and he said wait for him to get the drinks first. Fine. Once he got them he said get the cake first. Then cut the cake first. Then let everyone eat the cake first. Then let everyone drink a cup first. After that, with him being the birthday boy and all, everyone kept jumping onto him, forcing him to take a drink, pushing him down on the floor, and doing all sorts of crazy stuff. By the time everything was settled, he was dead, dead drunk. Great. This pissed me off to a limit that hasn't been crossed in a hell of a long time. For the first time in God know's how long I lost control and yelled "WHAT THE FUC*?!" to him, which sort of made him get to his senses. He said he'd find someone to drive me to Cheras and pick Cherrie up. He went around, asked someone, who'd say no, then drink a bit more, dance a bit with some girls, then sit down. Then I'd remind him about Cherrie and he get up, and do that all over again. He only asked 3 people to drive, in the span of half an hour. Most of it was drinking and dancing. Hell, I was pissed, so I got the directions to Cheras from Cherrie and told Eddy I'd drive myself, with his car. He refused until I yelled again "Fuc*, just let me drive!" I told him I needed him to be sober to drive but since he'd gone and got himself dead drunk, I'd take things into my own hands. He agreed and passed me his car keys, and then he said to get his car at B1. WOW, What the hell? Sunway Pyramid's carpark is HUGE, and telling me what floor its on isn't gonna help! I told him to bring me there, to which he refused until I kept repeating it until we finally got out.
Guess what? He couldn't find his own car, which was a silver Wira. We searched around and around, but couldn't find the damn car. We spent half an hour looking around, which got me sweaty and pissed off. I called Cherrie and apologized profusely, to which she said it was okay, and that if it was too inconvenient there would be no need to pick her up. I felt so bad that she and her friend had waited for 2 hours for nothing. Getting dressed, putting on makeup, waiting and waiting, just to have me apologize with a drunk guy beside me who couldn't find his car. So since we couldn't find the car, and Cherrie had mentioned earlier if we hadn't reached by 2am, she wouldn't be coming, I figured I'd just call it off. Heck, my first time asking a girl out here and THIS happens.
I went back inside with Eddy and all the drinks were finished already. Because of the money problems, Eddy had asked all of us who were able to pay an additional RM10 to cover up what was still owed. So basically I paid RM45 to have 2 cups, and free refills of coke, get pissed off and have my first time asking a girl out in KL to end in disaster. Brilliant. So I just sat there, watching the LCD TV in the room (WWE), and drinking coke, which sucks, considering I had 3 cups of it earlier in McDonald's, and now in a club, where coke isn't supposed to be the main drink! It didn't help that 2 extremely selfish guys had drank 2 ENTIRE bottle themselves when it was supposed to be shared among everyone in the damn room.
I was pissed. So pissed I swear if there was a chair around I'd throw it at anyone who dared to cross my threshold. While I walked around the room, I did accidentally knock a few tables (and their drinks) over, which broke a lot of glasses and caused a mess. No one dared to say anything after they got a look at how pissed I was though. Later on a guy put his hand on my shoulder and asked me to bring him to the nearest washroom. I kinda expected what was going to happen and quickly brought him there, where he threw up while I needed to hold him steady (he was THAT drunk!). Eurgh. Later on he also took a piss, so I let go of him briefly and he woulda fell over (while peeing mind you) if it wasn't for the fact I quickly grabbed onto him again. So basically I was holding a guy steady while he was peeing. Could the night get any worse?
It did. After releasing everything (vomit, spit, pee, whatever) I brought him back to the seats, which wasn't easy. He collapsed twice (he's heavy) and I needed to pull him back up again. Geez. I took a seat beside him and decided to fill myself insane with coke. Later on a guy I met the last time at Bar Celona was there, and we had a chat about how this whole thing sucked. I was still very pissed, and drunk/barf guy didn't help bring up the mood. During my conversation, it was the first time in over half a decade that I used profanities regularly among my language. Sure, I did use profanities while yelling at Eddy, and I did lose control once during the ignorance era last time in my cellgroup, but I had stopped using profanities in my everyday language over at least 5-6 years. When I was talking to him though, I put in the word "fuc*" into almost every sentence, and I spoke like I spoke before I became a Christian. He needed to go off though, and I decided to get away from all this, so I walked off and sat at the entrance, just looking at everyone inside the club. When I went back inside, almost everyone in the room was gone, and a few stragglers told me that the night was over and everyone was going home. Including my only transport back home. Geez.
So I called up my mom and asked her to pick me up at 3-4am. Sorry. I went back home and took a super long shower, 'cause when I took off my shirt, I smelled cigarettes, alcohol and worst of all, vomit. Brilliant.
Lemme speak honestly here. When you go to a club, the main point is to have fun with your friends, and if you're a guy, dance with a pretty girl or something. Shallow? Sorry, its a basic fact. When guys go clubbing, girls are something needed to make it more interesting. Call it narrow-minded, pervertic or whatever, but interaction of any kind is needed to make it a success. So I had 2 girls coming over, one pretty, the other one, no idea. First it was a chance to at least know them better, and have fun over the course of the night, and Eddy had told me he needed more females to come. I'm not bringing those 2 to get taken advantage of, but at least seeing a few more girls in the room is better than seeing 35 guys and 5 girls right? Not to mention I would have enjoyed myself a bit more if they came, 'cause I talked to only 5 people in the room, and with Cherrie and her friend, at least we could chat and all amongst ourselves.
Overall though, I'm kinda glad they didn't come. If they had, they woulda probably had no drinks by the time they arrived, and wouldn't have had transport back. Not to mention I think they'd be bored dead out of their minds while I was busy helping out drunkards. Even though it sucked terribly, there were a few noticeable things. Someone had set a tabletop on fire and there were 2 girls dancing on top, which was very cool and sultry. Plus, my "friend" came too. It's the same girl who I saw the last time I came and Shaun had tried to get me to dance with her. Also, when I was pissed off, and I walked across the dance floor (which is basically the whole area), even the craziest dancers and drunkards moved over and let me pass easily when they saw me. Having a pissed off look is convenient!
This was, without a doubt, my worst clubbing experience in my entire life. Ever. Please don't let there ever be another one below this horrible standard.
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4:58 AM
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Thursday, July 17, 2008
Aye... school is just getting more and more insane. Yesterday Wai Kwan let me hitch a ride in her cousins car to drop me off, since my mom couldn't make it, so thanks! Had a good chat, but one thing her cousin said took me by surprise. He said that people studying in The One Academy have no social life. I do at the moment, but hearing that kinda reputation scares me. Especially when I've seen students stay in school till 4:30am just to do their assignments. Adding to that notion, one of my classmates couldn't take the pressure and has withdrawn from school. I wonder how many other students have done that before?
It's kinda freaky. When I first joined this school, hearing about the world-class achievements was impressive. I didn't expect to be doing so much though. In the span of two months, I can safely say I've done more in The One Academy than my two years in ITE. No kidding. Just my second month and I've already stayed back in school till midnight several times. Freaks me out.
Ah, pray for the strength.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for You are with me.
Oh, one more thing... cherries are delicious!
=DDDDDDD.
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12:08 PM
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I just realized my house only has one butterknife! I was hungry and wanted to eat some bread, but just so happens I couldn't find the butterknife! So I just used the next thing that came to mind... a butcher knife. LOL!
Anyhoo, last weekend's service was probably the best service I've had in CHC KL so far. Pastor Kevin spoke about his life from a youth and eventually becoming a pastor, with the difficulties and triumphs mentioned. It was quite interesting to see a very personal side of Pastor Kevin, 'cause even though I've seen him talk and all in CHC SG before, I never really heard a personal side of him. To see him chronicle his struggles and life as a pastor, plus the joy was also very inspiring. Great blessing! One part was really nice. At a time when he held the title of pastor extremely high, God asked him a question. "Are you a pastor or My son?" And that forever changed him.
After service and fellowship, Su Lip asked me along to chill out with some of his friends, and Eddy, who I met that time I went to Bar Celona. Turns out they're a buncha racers using local cars. They went to an abandoned carpark and showed off their lights, neons and those huge stereos in the trunk. Very impressive, although they were all local cars. Like Proton, Perodua and stuff. The most impressive was probably a Honda City. But they did pimp their rides very impressively though, even though they weren't sports cars or what. Heh... Eddy's team was Team Hostile. Today was a meeting of some sorts between a few teams, so I saw a variety. Team Imperial (all Waja's), Team Myvi (this should be obvious) and team Street (variety). Having like 20-30 cars in one floor is extremely stuffy though, so we chilled and had drinks later. Met a guy named Kok Ping, and he's like.... like the kinda people Adriel, Josh and Mervyn are like (only people that came to mind). Even though I just met him that night, we had a good conversation. Something he said struck me though. I think I'll save that for another post.
Saturday I had school. It was more free this time. We could go around the class and rearrange and draw anything we wanted. I picked the knives! HAHA! I held the two knives and looked like a murderer or something -.-. I drew surprisingly well, and was very proud of my work. My shading was much better than I had done previously, so kudos to myself for that. Wai Kwan and Kok Kin and I went to Popular after that to continue drawing our assignments. *Poke poke* after that I went for service and... eh, wait a minute. Okay, I'm lazy to arrange my post, so service was exactly what I described up there. Geez. Assignments are driving me nuts!
Speaking of which, I stayed back in school for the last two days to do some of them. Till midnight, again. Nothing scary at all. One thing did creep me out though. I used to staff toilet (lazy to walk upstairs and use the student one). After I walked out of the cubicle, I noticed the tap was running water. Now I'm 99.9% sure there was no water coming out when I stepped in, so yeah... but what do ghosts enjoy by wasting water? -.-.
Tuesday I had a presentation on family breakup. Ironic eh? Honestly I didn't want to pick that topic, but the entire group chose it, so I followed. It's not that I don't want to deal with my own family, but the issue is over, and I'd rather not present on something all too familiar with me. Not to say I'm sensitive to the topic of course. Ask away all you want about the divorce, it's just I don't want to present it. I did okay, though I heard from people I spoke too fast (again), and Ruz also did well. The rest just read the powerpoint slides -.-. And a few of the class kept using my laptop to play games while people were presenting! Aye! Never knew I had such an entertainment system -.-.
Oh yeah, another chronology headache. After fellowship (before the underground racing scene), the topic was who I like. AGAIN! This time there were some answers! HA! Speaking of which, I just asked a girl out. No details here. Ahem!
Plus, after Jonathan came up here, and remembering my letter to E458, something just hit me. James mentioned Asia Conference, and so did Pastor Kevin. RM25 for free lunch, free transport and free accomodation in Singapore for 4 days. Okay, here's the thing though... do I join my cellgroup up here, or join my ex-cellgroup back in Singapore?
Chronicled
11:34 AM
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Okay... my internet's back!
Sorry, internet was cut since my mom didn't pay the bills.
Anyhoo, here's a picture my sister claims is the
only good picture I have of myself -.-.
A bird with a broken wing flew (uh, dropped) into our chair in the living room, so we held it in our hands for a while and stuff. Cute! But it looks real grumpy in my pic. Heck, I wasn't even supposed to be in that picture! I asked my sis to zoom in on the bird, and ignore my face. She took a clear picture of my face and over-zoomed the sparrow. Right -.-.
Pfft. Well, am I not worth more than many sparrows? LOL (Christian metaphor, in case you don't get it).
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7:17 AM
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Friday, July 11, 2008
Aye... my internet's been cut at home 'cause my mom didn't pay the bills -.-. It was quite sudden too. On Tuesday night, for some reason a lot more people were online than usual, so that naturally meant there'd be more people chatting with me. Then aruund midnight or so I wanted to rest a while, and go back online at 1am. So when I went back to my laptop, I realized I was disconnected, and I couldn't reconnect. What the? I tried to make a call with the phone (it's my modem) and turns out they said my mom didn't pay the bills. Geez. What a weird time frame to cut the internet though, and at such an inconvenient time when I needed the internet! So to anyone I said "brb" to and didn't come back, sorry!
Anyhoo, since my internet was cut, I couldn't find references, so I SMSed Wai Kwan to help me get a few. I thought they were quite nice, but Irwin (the teacher) gave them barely a second's glance and said he didn't like them. Whoa, like what the heck? I'm quite sure he didn't even look properly and shoved it off. Geez, and it's my artpiece anyway, how come I needa find something he likes? Art is very subjective -.-. Too bad he's marking though, so I gotta find something that "click click" guy likes. Zzz. Then he said "You're the class monitor, you should do better." AGAIN with the class monitor stuff! Argh!
Anyhoo, yesterday I had figure studies. Wasn't very pleased with my work, and I stapled myself too -.-. Eh... this subject is getting more and more tiriing -.-. I went back home and did Lily's assignment, and today, she seemed to be in a better mood. Although later on she suddenly switched back to naggy mode again. Yeesh! Ate at Jusco with Wai Kwan, Alex and Kok Kin before heading to the arcade. Alex and I played House of the Dead 4, and we finished it! Heck, I've never been able to finish the game before, but always died thanks to the Empress. The chainsaw guy -.-. It was his 2nd time playing though, so I'm impressed.
Went back to school for history of art, and had a about impressionism, pointilism, neoclassicism, and whatever ism ism things. Lol.
I'm at school now typing this post, since I got no internet access at home. Aye... I need my internet! Freaking inconvenient without it. Will be attending cellgroup meeting combined with W32, so God bless everyone!
Chronicled
6:21 AM
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Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Okay... today, I got pissed off in the morning. Seriously.
Firstly, even though I left my home at the normal time, there was a terrible traffic jam, and I was half an hour late for school. The moment I went inside my class, it was quite silent 'cause everyone was studying for the exam, and out of the blue, Miki started blaming me for this weird "tension" in the room. WHOA! Okay, lemme backtrack a bit, 'cause I hate being wrongly accused. Here's a bit of background info first:
I received notes from Ms Fadzilah to print for the entire class.
Since Elaine is the treasurer and she needs to pay for the copies, I passed it to her.
Exploration week (aka holidays) begin.
Exploration week ends.
Monday (yesterday) Elaine passes me the notes and tells me to photocopy them. I bring it home, since everyone in class is gone already.
I find out last minute that there's an exam on Tuesday (today).
I don't even know what to study so I just look through everything we haven't studied yet.
I come into class, and I'm blamed (being the class monitor) for not passing the notes to everyone, which might cause failure since the notes I didn't photocopy (and just received the previous day) have the majority of information on the exam.
Okay, seriously, what the hell? When I told some of the people around me I just got the notes yesterday, they were shocked. Then Miki had to go on blabbering (out loud, mind you) that it was my damn fault for not having the notes printed in time. I just kept it quiet, and accepted the blame. Then Fadzilah questioned me about it, and I started to get really annoyed. I mean come on! I get the notes only yesterday, when I had passed the notes to the treasurer to photocopy 2 weeks ago. She has the money, so naturally I'd pass it to her. I help to distribute it when its done. So why the hell am I being blamed when I wasn't even aware they weren't printed?
Even worse, when asked for the notes, I took them outta my bag and passed it. It made it look as though only I had the notes, and no one else did, which in turn made it seem like I was some selfish moron who didn't do his responsibility as the class monitor. Ooooh... brilliant. I'm not exactly trying to protect a reputation, but I don't like being freaking accused of something I didn't do. Not to mention my actions made it seem like Miki's "truth" was real. Okay then, I still kept quiet, and accepted the blame, even though it wasn't my damn fault.
Then Miki has the nerve to come over and say it was my fault to my face. Okay then, I decided to just say out the truth, loud enough for anyone who cared to listen. Then she said "Class monitor still takes the blame". Aye... okay then. I accept the blame for something I didn't do at all? When it wasn't my fault? FINE.
I'm not trying to pin the blame on anyone in particular, but I find it extremely curious that I get the notes a day before the exams, with no one else getting them, and the next day I'm blamed for not passing it around. Aye, FREAK. So if anyone in CD085-3 is even reading this, take note its not my freaking damn fault. Miki may have been hollering out it was my fault, even when she knew Elaine passed me the notes a day prior, and my actions may have made it look like I took the notes for myself and didn't photocopy them, but I can assure you thats not what happened.
Of course you can be the ignorant moron and blame me and believe Miki's "truth".
Better yet, since I'm doing such a sucky job of being a class monitor, why can't there be someone else nominated? Instead of having an asssistant monitor nominated, just get the person to take over my position completely alright? I didn't even ask for this position in the first place.
And since I'm in the process of ranting and stuff, I thought I'd get some stuff off my chest.
How come backsliders always seem to block you on MSN after they leave church? Eh, I suppose friendship takes a new meaning once you leave God? I didn't know that. I thought friends were still friends, who didn't needa block their own friends on MSN. You really think I'm going to bug you on MSN on why you left church, and so? Aye, you really have no idea what I'm like then. Firstly, MSN is no place for heart to heart chats, and secondly, I'm not that petty through an internet medium.
Another thing, there's a classmate I'm starting to get pissed off with. His actions, speech and overall "air" are exactly like a porn addict I had back in class IT1C back in ITE year 1. I really, really hope that's just his personality, but I can't shake off a feeling they're both porn addicts -.-.
Speaking of porn, I read somewhere that a certain blogger's ratings and views jumped like hell after he mentioned the word hentai. Lemme try that. Hentai hentai hentai, lots, the greatest hentai ever. Porn addict, you are (in a Yoda voice).
If you're a pervert actually reading through this entire post, I'm sorry to say you've been disappointed. Not to mention I've got your IP address, and know where you come from. Busted.
I'll leave you with something though, just for visiting my blog.
She's not a porn star, but Jennifer Love Hewitt is really cute!
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9:27 AM
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Monday, July 7, 2008
WOW... I knew I was insane, but I guess I've added a new definition to Psyko -.-.
I got home a little after 4pm, and 'cause I was dead tired, I dropped to bed immediately. I intended to rest for a few hours and wake up to do a little studying for Malaysian studies, but I just woke up a few minutes ago at 4:30am -.-. LOL! 12 hours rest! And I still feel dead, dead tired. Zzz.
Okay, since I'm a little lazy to study for my test at 4am, I thought I'd do my long-awaited update! Okay... so starting with Friday.
I woke up in the morning for the Sunway Lagoon Splash event. Well, although it was for like 2 semester's worth of students, there was only 50+ people. Geez... my class basically made up half of the total attendees. Ended up being something like the amazing race, where you had 4 pictures, and you had to find where these things were located. With my injured leg, we weren't that fast but we still did alright. Wai Yern's team ended up winning though -.-.
So we just played around later! Roller coaster, splash rides, this and that, and my favourite part, the giant artificial beach. Kinda cool. We ended up playing monkey, with my shirt as the ball -.-. We showered and all before we went to eat and I went off for cellgroup meeting. I led games, and James had a good message on progressive commitment. Had fellowship, and James drove Shari and I back home, with a great conversation ensuing. Hmmm...
Friday I went to school to do some research for the Malaysian studies project. Only Ruz, Zhi Ling and I did anything though... aye. Had a history of art workshop with a British woman, and when she asked questions, it was basically me answering everything -.-. Geez.
Ruz had a firedancing performance after that at his old school. Though he used glowsticks attached to chains. After his performance, Wai Kwan was looking around and Kok Kin and I were playing around with the glowsticks. Little kids there came over. At first we let them play with the sticks, but after seeing how dangerous they were, we took them away from the kids. The kids starting jumping at us, and at first it was kinda cute. But after one of them kicked my injured knee, it wasn't cute anymore -.-. After seeing that initiative, the kids starting kicking, punching and grabbing onto us. Heck, it got damn annoying, so Kok Kin (who's much taller than me) took the chains and put it on top of some... uh, thing. It's connected to the wall, and its like a block of wood to add decor, then there's a flat space on top. After a few seconds, we heard something DROP! Kok Kin gave an expression that made me laugh like hell (and I'm laughing at the moment I'm typing this) and when he reached up to get the chains back, they weren't there!
Turns out that there's actually an empty space on the top, and the chains and sticks dropped all the way to the bottom. Geez. The little kids who were the cause of this tried to help by ripping the wood, and one of them even stuck their ear to the wall saying he could HEAR the light. HEAR LIGHT! HAHAHAH! Sorry, I've heard of stupid responses from kids, but this was ridiculous! Didn't help that the particular kid who said that was the one who kicked my injured knee. Freak.
Ruz's mom drove me back, so thanks. I woke up for service the next day, but it was a little different. Jonathan (from E458, Singapore) was supposed to come over at 1pm, but because he overslept plus jams, he ended up arriving at 8pm. Service ended! I picked him up at Kelana Jaya and drove to Bidara to fellowship with the cellgroup. After that we watched Wanted at 12:30am. Eh... super exaggerated, but enjoyable. Halfway back home I let him drive back, and it was the scariest moments of my life! Aye!
Sunway morning we woke up for service, at 10am -.-. Rushed down and managed to get seats and had a good message by Pastor Kevin. After service ended, I introduced myself to Pastor Kevin, and so did Jonathan. Got something to mention about, but in another post. We went to eat with the cellgroup and Jasilyn's friends. After slacking around in Pyramid and eating J.Co donuts, my mom drove Jonathan to Puduraya to take a coach to Larkin. Thanks for visiting! Really appreciate it!
I went to Susy's place after that for a cellgroup dinner, all cooked by Nick. Brilliant food! The burger's were the best though, and we all enjoyed a hearty chat and fellowship after the heavy meal. Top it off with ice cream too =p. Thanks, and Elaine, your cookies weren't too bad.
Anyway, for school today, I sliced my finger again -.-. Must be too tired. Had lunch at what Bao Bao Restaurant today. Service sucks! Damn slow! Food is quite good though... Zzz. I don't quite remember the last time I waited half an hour for a meal.
Anyhoo, I needa get studying already. I'll make better posts soon. Just tired from the assignments (and lack of sleep, and a weekly slicing of my finger). Mornz all.
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4:30 PM
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Sunday, July 6, 2008
Sorry for the lack of updates! Soon yeah?
Meanwhile, I thought I'd just mention something that kept going through my head.
"When you get to do what you always wanted, why is it different from what you intended?"
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4:40 PM
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Wednesday, July 2, 2008
CRAP MAN... my knee hurts like hell right now. Zzz. Freako! AYE!
Okay... last night at like 1am Wai Kwan asked me to go ice skating at Sunway Pyramid. I had nothing to do anyway so I was like alright. It was in the morning though -.-... so that meant I needed to wake up early. Zzz. Heck... had breakfast with my mom and uncle Ben before reaching Pyramid and finding Wai Kwan and Adib. Ruz and Kok Kin came later. Zhi Ling too, but she came but didn't skate. What the?
Eh... there's not much to describe in ice skating. You just skate -.-, and perhaps try to push down your friends sometimes. Heh =x! Everyone present fell down, although mine was particularly bad. I fell the same way, the same place (I think) and on the same knee twice! The first time I fell I needed to be dragged away by 3 of the group. Later on, when I fell down the second time, even with 5 people, I was still straggling and couldn't stand up. Then this lady came over and said in a very heavy Chinese accent "You need wheelchair?" LOL! I was like WHAT? Do I look like I'm in such pain? Actually, I do, but thats besides the point. Heck, eventually they found a way to "transport" me to the seats, without a wheelchair. I am on ice, and I'm still wearing my skates, so I just let them push/guide me while the skates just slid over the ice. Simple!
I got a bag of ice to numb the huge swelling, which was extremely red and painful. You know what Adib did? He's like "It's not blue enough" and SMASHED it into my wound! WHAT THE HELL MAN?! LOL! Geez! An act that moronic only made me laugh! Even though it hurt like hell. Freak man. Argh!
And you know what the crappy part was? Everytime I was skating well, there were only a few people from the shops looking down. Once I fell down (yes, just ME
only) suddenly the onlookers increased a lot! EH! What's up with that? How come I only get an audience when I fall down in serious pain? Also, a buncha girls also skated and stopped near where I fell down. I hope they were looking in concern ('cause a few of them were cute!)... if not, it's probably them wondering who's the moron who fell down and blocked their way -.-.
Oh yeah, we also made two new friends. Tarik and his sister Leia (wrong spelling I think, for both their names). While skating (and falling) we'd help random strangers up sometimes. Adib kept helping girls up (!!!) while for some reason my presence just made people fall down more easily... Lol? Weird, but heh, kinda cool too. So someone fell, and eventually that started a conversation between Tarik and I. So when they were zamboni-ing the rink, we had plenty of time to know each other better. They come from Syria, study in Saudi Arabia but are over here for holidays. Heard about their culture, and the types of people over there. LMAO! Damn funny, some of their descriptions of the different Middle Eastern races. I also learned a bit of Arabic and taught Tarik once sentence in Chinese.
(Pronounciation-wise): Im min Howe (My name's Howe)
Im Muk Tarik (You are Tarik, or something like that)
Crap... can't seem to remember any. I only know a bit of Arabic, like these few I learned before.
Allahu Akbar (Great is our God, or God is great)
Kifak (How are you)
Wo Xi Huan Lan Chiu (I like basketball... I taught him this! Haha!)
Although we met before my second accident, after that, I sat out for half an hour. I didn't want my final moments skating to be resting from a major accident, so I skated 3 more rounds (painfully and slowly) and Tarik went off while we ate at Mac. My mom couldn't pick me up so I had to take a bus. For the first time! I didn't know which bus ended up in my place, so I just took a bus that went to the nearest mall, Summit. I walked from Summit all the way to my place, which took close to half an hour. Crap right? Injured knee still gotta walk. Anyway, on the road back, there's a place where there's no lights and that curve leads to my apartment. OI! How come even in KL I have to deal with this? In JB, I had that crappy place and nearly got robbed twice, once with a knife included. I come here and I get the same environment. Zzz. Please, no repeats!
Walking for half an hour in a long sleeved shirt makes you freaking hot (not in THAT sense) so I went home, changed, and jumped into the swimming pool. Damn cooling! Damn nice! You know how you just want to jump into a pool whenever the weather is insane? Finally experienced that. Swam and just slacked for 2 hours before going home and taking a shower. Oh yeah, during swimming, there was quite a pretty girl who came down. I was like, okay, eye candy, good. Then her father came down and spoiled the mood. He's a bald and wrinkled guy. Aiks..
Take these pictures as a helpful guide.
Okay... the daughter wasn't this pretty... but this is just an example.
The father wore speedos! I couldn't (actually didn't) want to find speedo pics, so I took the next best thing. Borat's swimsuit -.-
Uh, shrink the nose and chin a bit and this really (I'm not kidding) will look like him.
He was teaching her how to swim properly. I was just distracted by his daughter. Kept colliding into the walls after that. Pfft. Swimming also hurt a bit since my knee was in bad shape. Hopefully the swimming helped a bit? I needa go for the school Sunway Splash tomorrow anyway -.-.
Oh yeah... I can make a rabbit out of gloves! Take a look.
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Cute right? It's pointing at something, if you don't know -.-.
Compared to a real rabbit. Not too far off right?
C'mon!
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12:59 PM
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Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I just remembered that a certain parasite questioned my dear KL once.
Freako!
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3:43 PM
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Wake up. Pray. Eat. Sleep. Eat. Pray.
That was my day! (Nice rhyme, no?)
Okay... Pastor Kevin started a week-long prayer meeting at church at 7am everyday. So James picked me up in the morning and we reached and had the prayer meeting. The room we used was so small! About the size of Riverwalk's (for KL-ians, it's in Singapore) powerhouse room. We took off our shoes, and sat down. Although its a church-wide prayer meeting, even while sitting down we just nicely packed the place. So small! We prayed in groups and stuff, and although it lasted 1 hour, it felt too short for me. It was already 8am and some people needed to go off for work.
I joined Daniel, Eldy, Andrew and some of their cellgroup (W9) for a meal and we went back to their place to chill. They're in the same cellgroup and living in the same place! Pretty cool. I said I wanted a nap, but we ended up sleeping from 10am till 5pm =x.
We ate a few burgers then proceeded to church for the 2nd prayer meeting. Even though I've only been in the church a month, I helped stack, arrange the chairs and this and that. I found out that during prayer meetings, cellgroups don't normally sit together as a whole. They sit individually or with a few members, so that when they pray in groups, they get the chance to pray with other people. I find that really unique, and I support it all the way. After all, you'll pray with your cellgroup in cellgroup meetings, service, pre-service, zone meetings, plenty of chances. So to get to know other people through prayer is very interesting.
It lasted 2 hours, but it felt too short also! Very enjoyable prayer meeting, and it was a great blessing. Of course, with this topic, I think most of you would know I'd type in my thoughts.
Praying in CHC KL is noticeably different, yet similar to CHC SG. They speak in tongues too, but instead of a brief tongue-prayer and speaking in words, while everyone continues in tongues, over here everyone speaks in tongues for a long time, and then when the person speaks, everyone quiets down or stops speaking in tongues, unless told otherwise. Okay, I'm just mentioning the differences, I've got nothing against either methods. Also, like I noted earlier, in CHC SG we tend to sit with our cellgroups and pray together, and our fellowship transport is public transport. Over here, the cellgroups sit together for service and all, but during prayer meetings they sit separately, and fellowship transport is by car, which adds a whole new "dimension" in going out.
I've never had any problems praying with my cellgroup. But I find it something beautiful to actually sit separately so you can pray with others. Aside from praying, you get to know someone new, and who knows, a new friend. Back in CHC SG, cellgroups usually stuck together and prayed as a cellgroup in all issues. Only in certain settings (ministries, helpers meeting, leaders meeting) could you regularly pray with others not in your cellgroup. And even then, it was usually people you knew. Prayer is talking with God. A line of communication. If prayer is perhaps one of the most important aspects of Christianity, I'd say this line of communication is a very important one. And if we can have this line bond us with our cellgroups, so much the better. But you'll be regularly praying with your cellgroup in all those things I listed above. During the evening prayer meeting, during one of the last few items, Pastor Kevin told us to find a stranger to pray with. Someone we completely didn't know, and pray for them. If this communication line is so important in our relationship with God, then I'm pretty sure it's important when it comes to our relationship with people as well. Strangers who believe in the living God.
I personally do not recall anytime that we were told to pray with someone we didn't know in CHC SG. Sure, we can do it on our own initiative, but getting everyone to do it seems pretty unique. It's been an extremely refreshing prayer day, and a refreshing experience too.
God bless everyone. Keep praying! Ha!
Oh, and as for my post on who I like and stuff... I decided to add in something to change the content of the post in a way you'd be able to find out a bit more, if you'd bother. So that post will be delayed. Sorry?
Chronicled
1:50 PM
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Suave eh?
Wai Kwan and I...
Ruz camwhoring with us in the background...
What kinda expression is that?!
I look bored -.-.
Kok Kin's head looks disjointed =x.
And Kok Kin's trying to bite Ruz's head =/.
Much better, thought a little blur.
Much better, and clearer!
All for one, and one for all. Heh... our hands.
You're just a freak... like me!
=DDDDDDD.
A bird with a broken wing flew (uh, dropped) into our chair in the living room, so we held it in our hands for a while and stuff. Cute! But it looks real grumpy in my pic. Heck, I wasn't even supposed to be in that picture! I asked my sis to zoom in on the bird, and ignore my face. She took a clear picture of my face and over-zoomed the sparrow. Right -.-.
She's not a porn star, but Jennifer Love Hewitt is really cute!
Okay... the daughter wasn't this pretty... but this is just an example.
The father wore speedos! I couldn't (actually didn't) want to find speedo pics, so I took the next best thing. Borat's swimsuit -.-
Uh, shrink the nose and chin a bit and this really (I'm not kidding) will look like him..jpg)
Cute right? It's pointing at something, if you don't know -.-.
Compared to a real rabbit. Not too far off right?