tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64283160074667838782024-03-14T02:41:18.724+00:00Integrating Differentials of LifevYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-56849454493570446572011-07-21T14:29:00.001+01:002011-07-21T14:35:54.185+01:00Final year log #4You are fucking kidding me... 68.4%... wtf ... <br />
Always its gonna be a regret of my life.... Have my whole student life scoring way above the distinction line and now my final result is just... slightly below it.... *slams head on the table*<br />
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Sent my application today for my flight back to Malaysia, most probably on 12th of Aug.<br />
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I am quite disappointed with my four years in UK, achieving nothing in particular. Most of my peers have done amazing projects, started up companies, got phD offers, and job offers. Nevertheless, I bring back a piece of paper that cost more than a nissan GTR. So, on that note, I should use that paper to buy many many nissan GTRs in the near future, and yes, I am certain of that.<br />
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There shall not be any boundary.vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-79398315736923849882011-04-13T00:14:00.001+01:002011-04-13T00:16:18.941+01:00Final year log #3My calculus, algebra, vectors and statistics sucks, and yet every year I somehow ended up choosing them.<br />
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Had a super weird dream. I dreamt of myself back home one day, day-dreaming about the time I spend studying in UK, and then woke up to find myself in London. For a moment it felt like dream comes true...<br />
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Wow, even my subconscious is missing uk..vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-69272469868538137952011-04-09T23:19:00.001+01:002011-04-09T23:27:15.928+01:00Final year log #2<strike>Pessimist</strike> Be optimistic.<br />
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Counting my days left in London. Anyway I created this post to remind me that I will try my best to be back !<br />
One day, <strike>while digging my grave</strike> I shall read this post and realise many opportunities I still have !!<br />
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Things I love about London:<br />
4 seasons<br />
The best time of my life<br />
Freedom (from shit I had in Malaysia)<br />
Relatively safe....<br />
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I miss the time that I could go out of my room and talk shit and be noisy.<br />
I miss the time that I could just jog around the neighbourhood.<br />
I miss making dinner and have people to eat dinner with.<br />
I miss online shopping and not getting con for items. <br />
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I still couldn't understand why a part of me hate it so much for going back. <br />
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I've always blog around the same period, spring, my birthday and exams. This year spring strikes early, I am not counting my birthday from now onwards, and who cares about exams.?!<br />
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The plan for now is to work in Citibank Malaysia (why bank ? because its the only place where pay is reasonable.. haha) and then find a PhD, because I wanna be an engineer, so freaking bad... By engineer, I mean design, innovate, create, not fixing stupid machines !<br />
The probability of finding a job in UK is 0, while so far the rate of finding a job in Malaysia is 100%. Applied for two, got two. Funnily, Celcom Axiata is so result oriented. Offered me RM3700 if only I get 1st class, or RM3500 for 2nd upper.... Goodbye Celcom !<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tadaa ! My birthday present from my friends</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And a sweet birthday note. And yes I treasure BOTH of these I got for my birthday this year. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>I sincerely thank all my friends who came to party with me for my birthday and for the present. <br />
Birthdays are so overrated. The older you are , the more you agree with it.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I am gonna burn and swallow this stack for exams, so little only huh ?</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Sorry, I think my blog used to be fun to read, now its like old and naggy and pissing off....<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So the only fun picture here. This is how Miss Teoh eats her squirting custard bun !</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Once again, be optimistic, work your <strike>fucking</strike> ass now !vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-58319330205627417372011-01-31T14:32:00.000+00:002011-01-31T14:32:50.215+00:00Snowboarding, AustriaI suggest the ultimate thing to do during winter is snowsports. Some prefer traveling and visiting countries, but I think standing in the freezing temperature looking at dead trees and frozen monuments is a little pathetic. I never regret spending my winter holidays in the snow mountains. Although it often ended with a few weeks of bruises and pains, the thrill of adrenaline rush, and the breathtaking view of the alps is worth all the sacrifice. Try it once and if you didnt lose your balls, its a guaranteed lifetime of addiction.<br />
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This year's destination is Mayrhofen, Austria. The decision came impulsively after a snowy night in London bringing all the nostalgia, knowing that it might be the last chance of being so close to the snow again. Mayrhofen is a skiing town at a region know as the Zillertaler valley, a mountainous area at the west of Austria. Our flight landed on Innsbruck and the transfer took only 2 hours to our guesthouse. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Early 9am in the morning, the mountain filled with snowsport enthusiasts</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Ski towns always provides free shuttle service to the ski lifts where you could take a gondola up to the trails. In the morning it is always crowded and on some days there are a lot of school children. It is interesting to know that those days with a lot of school children with different groups is their co-curiculum day, and of course their sports activity is skiing !!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The view from the highest peak in Mayrhofen's piste.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">To snowboard down the highest peak is awesome!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The piste in Mayrhofen are wide and perfect for snowboarders</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The ski town, they sell equipment in every corner.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> Mayrhofen has a special iglu hotel on top of the snowmountains. Yes, you could book a room here and stay on the mountains for the night. They even have parties at some night in their lounge.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">White lounge</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can see the hotel rooms are really limited</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the best piste. It descend from 1935m in altitude down to 600m to the town centre. I think its a few km long and the scenary is beautiful where you go from all snow to the alphine forest down to grassy slopes. From the speed I was descending, I even felt the pressure change in my ears.</td></tr>
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Finally, I comment about the food in Austria. They LOVE meat. I had so much meat , pork beef , lamb, venison, fish. And generally, their food is salty.<br />
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Now that I have accustomed to life here, it felt so nostalgic just to walk on the streets. My greatest challenge has yet to be what I'm going to do the next few years. It is pathetic to find out millions were spent to send students overseas and not having a plan for them when they return. It is like spending a lot of money buying a super computer and place it in your house. You'll be like : 'Yea, we have super computers too!', but you never bother to find out how to use it. <br />
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I don't know how Malaysian press portray the weather conditions in Europe now, but for my mum, it definitely seems like we are having a 2012 rehearsal here. To me, it is pure excitement. Every Malaysian got to love snow, because it is the thing we never have.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heavy snowfalls instantly turned the world outside to be white.. <span id="goog_1911861705"></span><span id="goog_1911861706"></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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Certainly it's white and magical this season, Merry Christmas !!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Things in my luggage before I add in my OWN belongings... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Record low! 13kg is all I am going to bring this year!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you are wondering, this is the size of my luggage! I love it, small and swift, I can get through the silly bars from Heathrow to tube station easily.</td></tr>
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3P in this case stands for (po, pek pok) in canto, dont ask me, my Hk friend taught me! haha<br />
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The first P 'po', means to go chill out, hang out and party. This I presume many youngsters love to go for events, parties and outings after hard work or lecture. It's easy, especially when you are not staying at home, you could just ask your mates : " Yo! tonight where to po? ". Don't you agree? You get to chill, watch movies, chat, play games, hit on opposite sexes and throw all the worries away. We all do that.<br />
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Second P stands for 'pek'. In malaysian canto, it means to slash or chop. It is also widely used to mean 'drinking alcohol'. Normally pek doesn't mean gentle drinking, it means drinking crazily. Whether you are challenging each other for alcohol tolerance or simply want to get someone wasted, we say we go 'pek'... Alcohol breaks the ice, boosts confidence (on stupid stuffs), makes you a dancer and reveals one inner self. Always a good tool to bond with your mates! Maybe you won't agree with drinking regularly, but once a while, it's exhilarating and takes away all the stress.. =)<br />
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Third P... pok.. It doesn't mean getting a plank and knock someone.. it means 'shag' . Don't get it? Have sex! Enough said.<br />
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So, which P are you on ?vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-20497386415172952072010-09-21T21:13:00.000+01:002010-09-21T21:13:33.298+01:00Summer 2010People tend to leave blog and turn to facebook, but sometimes I still prefer blogging as I can write more stories and thoughts and leave the <strike>stupid</strike> comments and likes behind. (you like this?)<br />
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Summer, the most wonderful season among the four. I begin to love it so much but soon I wouldn't have anymore left.<br />
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My 3rd summer holidays has come to an end. Often, I feel lost in time and space, I always mess up with things that happened last summer or last last summer. Every summer I expected I would achieve a little more, but each summer, I did less and less.<br />
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This summer, I promised myself to get an internship and gain work experience, but 3 months passed and I regretfully couldn't recall what I really did. I turned down a 3 months internship offer with IBM and that was all the I got. Similarly, from landing in KL to --> spicy --> to gathering with Kepong gang... movies, football ended my July. Then, from Yiew Wen's birthday to Kim Hung and then Tsi Ngar's birthday, from more Old Town and Spicy to Murni, occasionally a night out at Sky Bar... Finally Zk's leaving to Moscow, and thats August. September, I didnt even spend much time back home. Last year I went to London for 2 weeks and this year I was in far far away land to visit princesses. In blink of eye, that's dai gar je's birthday and farewell for everybody! (always couldn't celebrate <a href="http://cubicleflood.blogspot.com/">dai lou's </a>birthday)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wil Liam's house BBQ night. Night where all the theories and effects were founded. See miss Yee, haven't finish biting her chicken wing, now hold a plate of prawns pula.</td></tr>
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I am excited for London. I used to hate flying back; by the time I learned to appreciate, its already my final year. How I wish I could re-live my rotation of UK for 9 months and 3 months holiday in Malaysia for a few more years... Argh people, dont be emo when you fly back to UK... after all, you will be home one day, but you wont get to stay in UK as a student that often; or should I say, that opportunity is only for this one time.<br />
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I miss my dear coursemates, being classmates for 2 years is really short!<br />
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Happy autumn term people! Time to start work!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>For those who are looking for a job, good luck and may the next <strike>fucking</strike> employer appreciates what we studied as a BioEngineer!vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-53437246701675832442010-05-07T18:31:00.000+01:002010-05-07T18:31:35.247+01:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Its spring!<br />
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I don't feel like going home...<br />
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Its been a nostalgic exam month, after that, I will not see most of my mates here anymore.<br />
Sad thing is nobody got a job offer yet...<br />
Oh, exam is the best diet plan to me... so far 2 weeks 1kg gone!<br />
I think I'm too whinny..<br />
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Time should slow down<br />
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Examinations are pointless at this stage of life. It doesn't give any incentives or measure of achievement, its just a procedure. So give up!<br />
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To chill out during revision, my housemate likes to drink coke..<br />
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Apart from all this shit, there was a little weird incident that happened few days ago..<br />
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We ordered a delivery of groceries from Iceland (not the place with volcano). Then the driver came, one lady was standing in our front yard and she claimed those groceries. The driver thought she was one of the tenants as she was standing on our dooryard playing with our neighbour's dog. Later on we called because our groceries haven't arrived and the driver told us this story.<br />
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Groceries thief ? We suspected our neighbour because the driver said she was playing with the dog laying on the fence. His description of the lady appears like our neighbour. We knocked the door, and she only talked to us through a slit... Of course she denied it. Well we got our groceries back and we didnt care, the driver was angry.<br />
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Oh I went to vote for UK general elections yesterday! I feel more like a resident here. It was really fast, it took one minute to go in, cross out and put in the box.<br />
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I didn't feel like I had live through my 3rd year here. I had only vague memory of what I did. Fortunately I could still reminisce from my previous post with a photo a day. I didn't even manage to continue in that project in my 2nd term.<br />
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I couldn't recall how I'd waste my time during this 11 weeks of term 2. I had only 3 days of lectures a week. My project was a failure, and chinese new year's celebration was a bit of a disaster. I hate not completing my goals and giving up endeavours halfway. Yet, that was the case. <br />
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I tried to make use of my free time this year. Firstly, we had this rule - no dotA in the house. (Yes, we are bunch of geeks who banned multiplayer game in the house). So, for the first term, we had a creative plan. The plan was to make a web application. It went on well at first (as always), we gathered some helpful members and started working and researching. I literally spend all my free time trying to learn web based programming, no drama, no movies. Things went on a few weeks and we even got a web server set up with a simple website and original design. Regretful to say, that was the furthest the project went. After 3 weeks of Christmas break, the 2nd term kicked in, and my members were all so busy with their own final year project in college.<br />
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I realised that I had to move on with other things. I was glad though I did learn a lot more about the web now. So, my second plan came in. Since I know nothing besides science, I started to read up all about business and economics. I was trying to read a book a week, in the end, ppstream took over my life... Sadly, 3 books was the best I got to.<br />
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About 1 more month to completion of final exam, see I am not counting down to the beginning. I have been procrastinating for first week of easter (supposed to be study break).<br />
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Lets see what I can remember....<br />
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Inevitably, I turned 21. <br />
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Rest of the term I guess I spend most of my time doing courseworks and project.<br />
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Actually my department should be electrical engineering this year.<br />
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Anyone with good summer plans?vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-41449385950266763362010-03-06T22:19:00.001+00:002010-03-06T22:22:16.736+00:00Give and takeWhen you sit alone in a room for a day, you get all sorts of wild thoughts running in your mind. <br />
I was suppose to force myself to work on the piece of Matlab code my supervisor gave me, I wonder why I get more and more reluctant to work on weekends.<br />
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Currently, I would think that anything could be achieved in this world, but there is this one simplest primitive task that I always fail at .... relationship. Not only the guy/girl type, I think I suck at all sorts.. from friends to family.<br />
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I would wanna blame how I was introduced to this world in the past 18 years, instantly I could slap myself for having this thought. I believe I am not a caring person, and I didn't know how to. I don't wanna follow the pathetic path that I've witnessed for such a long time. I hate to be alone, but am I better off alone?<br />
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Can my reader tell me why is it so hard to cultivate relationship than to score A? Maybe I was born with the lack of some part of my brain. Am I a caring and helpful person? Yes, come and slap me or something! Scold, criticise and say yes, you dumb moron!<br />
I should be contented. Mediocrity is a luxury, love cherishes. FML.<br />
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Ps: You could/should totally ignore this post, it would be good if you could show me a finger, better if you say fuck off.vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-67649487592854170852010-02-14T18:35:00.001+00:002010-02-14T18:43:18.261+00:00Snowboarding trip 2010Today is Chinese New Year and Valentines day. Fortunately for a person who is away from home and single like me, this coincidence saved me from grieving in two days. Though I should wish those of you who are cherished, a happy CNY/Valentines or both of it!<br />
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While the productivity through the day is greatly reduced by the mood, weather and occasion, I rather spend it on reminiscing the wonderful times earlier this year. This year's winter was much colder, nevertheless we headed to the colder region of French alps for a frost blasting thrill.<br />
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Welcome to Villard de Lans!<br />
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We took a plane to Grenoble and rode a local hire van to our hostel, much better than the painful 20hours bus ride last year.<br />
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Occasionally if we think snowboarding and skiing is not dangerous enough, we tried standing on an icy slippery see-saw.<br />
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The weather changed drastically in the week we were there. When we arrived, too little snow cause most of the paths to be closed. Followed by 2 days of extremely fine and sunny weather, 2 days of extremely cold and foggy weather, and 2 days of heavy snowfall.<br />
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Then there was a day we had a great lunch with a good weather on 2000m above sea level.<br />
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The next day, it became foggy..<br />
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Worst, came heavy snowfall...<br />
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And the cold is unbearable.<br />
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When we were not snowboarding, we spend our time playing card games.<br />
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And we cooked our dinner most of the nights.<br />
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On the last day, smart as we thought we were, we forgot to bring our shoes to return the snow boots.<br />
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As always, I believe that the French are better in appreciating food.<br />
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On the mountain restaurant<br />
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Apple pie.<br />
The french do have a habit much like us(slacking). They spend a long time for lunch, chatting for the first hour before they start looking at the menu, and more talking after that.<br />
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Besides, we have a lot of different crepes, from savoury to sweet.<br />
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Finally we bought those alcohols home. There were these bottle of sugar soaked in 80% alcohol concentration, a cube gives you instant warming sensation.<br />
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The riddle of the trip:<br />
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Go in hard hard,<br />
Come out soft soft.<br />
In out in out,<br />
juice come out....<br />
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I know that a normal 'adult' mind of yours would thought of only one answer. But you should guess a type of food. <br />
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If you would have guess it is ice-cream, we share the same great mind. Apparently your answer is still wrong...<br />
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Oh, its time for real work!vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-18725898540468901482010-02-07T17:31:00.000+00:002010-02-07T17:31:57.403+00:00Biomedical Engineering, Are you sure?I was a little amused by the way I used to write back in my first few months of blogging. I didn't recall having such intriguing observations back then, when I had a Malaysian secondary school student mentality. I can't write in the those styles or reproduce those thoughts anymore. Writing is a way to present ourselves, and I've begun to realise its importance. A first class degree will only buy you a ticket to the arena, while the battle has just started. Victory shall not be the goal now, you should think of survival! Forgive me for my pessimism.<br />
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Meanwhile, I should use blogging for more practice.<br />
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It struck me again on the whole purpose of university education. Debates can go on, so I will not further elaborate. To be more specific, I would like to talk about why choosing a Biomedical Engineering degree is not a wise choice, for a typical cynical Asian mindset.<br />
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As most would say, we prioritize personal pride and money. We couldn't be blamed because the fact is, we were born in different conditions compared to the western. There is the lack of passion. I am not saying the passion to be rich or famous one day, its the passion to commit to what you believe in. At this point, you would correctly guessed that the Biomedical Engineering path requires a lot of passion!<br />
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The term biomedical engineering puzzled every single employer in the market. Engineering firms doubt that we learn maths or calculus, while bio-pharmaceutical companies question our biological knowledge. So, when they found out that we are not good at any specific field, we got kicked out from the job market. Same goes with graduate schools. Medicine faculty hesitated in allowing what they would thought of, denied undergraduates to re-enter medicine school; economist weren't convinced by the way we present our ideas. Hence, there were endless night of weeping over rejection emails which further demoralized and disapproved our believes in our competencies and abilities. Till now, the most valuable financial incentive you hope a degree will lead you to is in vain. You could even argue that investing 1 million ringgit in stock market brings you higher return and lower risk!<br />
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Consider a popular degree/career choice among us, medicine. It is so popular because many were convinced that it will lead to the two incentives I mentioned above, pride and money. Not to offend my fellow future doctor friends here, I fully agree to the fact that your career involves passion and sacrifice. However, we should look at the obvious. Your passion and commitment sacrifices fruit you with high pay, well acquaintance and respect. Who would appreciate the CT-scan or MRI if it is not the doctor who used them to treat your disease well? The public wouldn't recognise the researchers just as they wouldn't for the producers and directors behind the scene.<br />
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Revealing the truth, Biomedical Engineering degree is a research path. It takes more passion than greed and inspirations. It requires one to sacrifice, contributing silently to science. One could never see its reward or incentive. Perhaps one should follow the parent's advice: " Study medicine la!"<br />
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We weren't born in a developed country. Our basic income is inadequate to fully enjoy the luxury of technological advancements. We have lower living standards. Even a university education is considered being fortunate. We didn't come to contribute, we came for a trade.<br />
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There was this incident in my freshman year. Take note that I heard this conversation after one term of academic study. One day some medical students were revising for their mid-term test, one questioned: "What is a sternum?" , to my surprise none of them in the group knew. Pathetic is the fact that their government subsidised their tuition fees, cutting fees from £20 000 over to £3000. These students show no appreciation on their given advantage. A form 5, o-level student can simply give the answer: "That is a bone". What would be if thousands of rejected students back home had this chance?<br />
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I shall try my best to culture my passion. Life is unfair, accept the fact! For those of you who are still determined to be a bioengineer, you are warmly welcomed.vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-68781359792908008492010-02-03T02:24:00.000+00:002010-02-03T02:24:04.312+00:00Modern tuitionA while ago, we sat down at the department's cafe whining about our pathetic life again. It always the topic, our hopeless career future. I mean, what for spending a million worth of money here studying and end up couldn't even get a decent job interview? Sighs...<br />
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So whether you believe in the <a href="http://yaw-0915.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html">high-tech toilet cleaning business </a> or dreaming to become the next Warren Buffett, you've got to like this idea; Tuition teaching! We have to admit that in this academic results oriented Asia-Pacific region we came from, tuition is a big market. I am not going to discuss about my plans of starting a tuition enterprise here (or if I ever had any), but rather mesmerized by what my hk friends showed me that afternoon...<br />
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They said top-notch tuition teachers in Hong Kong can earn up to 10s of millions of hk dollars. <br />
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Then they showed me one of the top tuition sites in hong kong. Take a look at their teachers and the <a href="http://www.modern.edu.hk/html/index.php">webpage</a> below:<br />
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But the best part is, I like their teachers. The english tutor named Antonia below, she has got to be the prettiest teacher I can ever imagine, she totally a boy's fantasy! Well, too bad that you wouldn't really get to see her even if you attend her classes.. lol<br />
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Why don't we have that in Malaysia huh?vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-82430634693031837122010-01-31T23:30:00.000+00:002010-01-31T23:30:02.300+00:00Our year 3 houseOne fine day.... when I opened the door and stepped out of the house<br />
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So, before I got suddenly dragged out from my bed and throw to the roadside, I should write a little blog post for the house I stay in this year.<br />
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Since 3rd year is the final year for most people, we decided to make the last year homely. Hence we rented a 2 and a half storey house. <br />
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On the right is my room.<br />
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These furnitures were all bought from ikea.<br />
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Lastly, this is the loft, the 'guest' roomvYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-64949831441312749152010-01-15T12:37:00.000+00:002010-01-15T12:37:04.873+00:00DeJaVuCame back from the beautiful snowy mountains of Alpes and still waiting for the pictures.<br />
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Urgh.. Today I had it again, this feeling, and it started me pondering.<br />
I am sure you had this feeling before: the sudden feeling of familiarity that this scene in your present time somehow seems to be occurred in the past. Sometimes you could even predict what the person is going to say, and you get goosebumps.<br />
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After all, I realised that those scenes were just in my memory, it didnt actually occurred in real life but it was in my dreams. It then brought me to the thought for a reason. When we sleep, although we lose consciousness, our brain is still working. Through billions of connections of neurons within the brain, it could generate unlimited amount of possibilities which sometimes we call dreams. But... most of the time we dont remember much of those dreams do we?<br />
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How many random scenes (dreams) do our brain generate every night? 10, 100, 1000 .. ? I actually believe that it is a huge number! What is then the probability that it actually coincides with real life? Statistically it is almost impossible. However, why do we still get it rather frequently? Is it the malfunction of the brain that it instantly links the present to the past memory? Or, do we believe our higher order cognitive ability in successfully predicting the most possible future out of infinite randomness....<br />
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Should I trust fate/destiny or agree with life is just pure random combination of events? <br />
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<i>Cogito, ergo sum.</i> I think, therefore I am. Think more my friend! But beware, genius and crazy is separated by a very thin line !vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-62946011822403487872010-01-03T03:09:00.000+00:002010-01-03T03:09:14.893+00:002010Its against the norm for a blogger not to post a blog about a new year. So here it is...<br />
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While others spend their time partying and countdown.... (even with skype nowadays) I was.... well doing the most lame thing you could do before you advance to a new decade. I bet you would never guess it, to save you time... I was<br />
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</div>Playing cards! With 2 other friend of mine... whining things that guys would complain about..<br />
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The thing I thought about new year is that its like a new chapter for everybody. No matter how shit and bad it was the previous year, lets give life a new start, and a reset with new resolutions!<br />
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I am the one reluctant to accept a year had just passed like a blink of the eye. As I am now in 3rd year of University, I couldn't believe I am almost done with studying. I hate the fact that too much time was wasted in 2009 and I had achieved nothing significant. To count what I did, some was really cool, from visiting a few countries to the best thing I did in 2009, climbing mount Kinabalu and diving in the sea.<br />
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I believe by learning from past mistake is how we learn. Throwing away regrets, and take each of them as a lesson is the best way! I shall try my best to stick to this theory....<br />
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Lets hope 2010 comes with more challenges and fun!! I wish everyone who read this emotional post till here, a very happy new year !<br />
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Well, as I said more challenges are coming up, I was in the stupid college the next day, rushing for my project report due on 11th Jan. The college was totally empty<br />
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</div>Hmm.. Good start! Good start!<br />
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A better start ? I am going snowboarding in less than an hour time, hope I dont get owned by the slopes. <br />
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Happy 2010 again!<br />
vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-20029651254791707652009-12-29T15:34:00.000+00:002009-12-29T15:34:21.578+00:00When London brought us back together againWarning! Reading this post may result in considerable amount of emoness.<br />
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Without much noticing, its the end of autumn term! And its time for celebrations. This year, Christmas was very special as I get to spend it with a bunch of old friends, staying together and gathered for a few awesome nights.<br />
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My house this year, is large enough to hold 5 guests staying over <a href="http://tofuexpert.blogspot.com/">Wil Liam,</a> <a href="http://yaw-0915.blogspot.com/">Ai Woon</a>, Chai Earn, Yiew Wen and <a href="http://angeline-lifeisfun.blogspot.com/">Siang Ling</a>.<br />
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It all started on the Saturday night where Ai Woon came over, and we started planning for the coming ultimate festive week. The fact that my housemates were back to their home countries, I asked for her and Brian's help to do some chores, cleaning up the house for the guests. But I just have to stress that my house is cleaned on a weekly basis okay!!<br />
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On Sunday night, we came out with a wonderful Christmas Menu and an exploding long list of items to buy. Armed with backpack and bicycle, we rode to the market early in the morning to start pumping up the items. Wil Liam and Chai Earn was expected later, and Ai Woon went back to get her.<br />
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That night didn't bring us far as it snowed quite heavily. I prepared some light dishes with the help of Wil Liam or should say their tastebuds?<br />
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</div>This is the char siew which ranked a little bit lower than Ai Woon's ( or was it?). Made with pork belly marinated half a day with mixture of sauces suggested by online recipe and then grilled with a home oven.<br />
If I would remember clearly, it was with half a cup of sugar, soy sauce, rice wine, oyster sauce, hoisin sauce, five spice powder, pepper, garlic, and ginger juice.<br />
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Well, I knew that char siew wouldn't satisfy many, so I added a steam fish and some iceburg lettuce..<br />
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</div>You rarely find fish like this in London<br />
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Wil Liam chopped the pork.<br />
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On this very same day, with the help of Brian, I experimented a special dish for Christmas Day itself. Marinating a duck for making duck confit!<br />
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</div>The next day, before Angeline's arrival, we went to town. <br />
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</div>I think there was a reason.... but lets just say, the reason was to visit<br />
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The colourful city of London!<br />
Dinner was at GBK, I think Wil Liam shouldn't eat Carl's Jr anymore after he tried this.<br />
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The delicious journey continued on 23rd with Yiew Wen's arrival. I was home trying to prepare a nostalgic Bak Kut Teh dinner, with the others running around at Harrod's and Hyde Park's winter wonderland.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Actually, they are not the bad guy.... I ditched them because its too cold to go there.. haha<br />
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No! seriously, I was preparing dinner.<br />
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</div>An aromatic herbal intense soup<br />
and...<br />
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</div>Spicy black version of Bak Kut Teh to tickle your tongue prepared by Min Ken.<br />
I loved it, as it definitely spoils the diet plan if Wil Liam or Chai Earn was on one.<br />
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The big day comes now.... 24th and I thought it would be more challenging because I saw Yiew Wen and Ai Woon reading recipes for Christmas. Well, it seemed like they prefer leaving me the job. Imagine the world now.. the guys do the cooking......<br />
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Let me revise the Ultimate Christmas Menu!<br />
Starters:<br />
Jamie Oliver butternut soup<br />
Smoke Salmon Bagel<br />
Ceaser Salad<br />
White Wine Mussels<br />
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Main Course:<br />
Duck Confit spaghetti<br />
Roast Chicken<br />
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Dessert:<br />
Fruit tart.<br />
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Yes, we made this all by ourselves, no 打包, no cheating. Guess what, it took me one hell of an afternoon in the kitchen.<br />
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First masterpiece of the day:<br />
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Duck Confit spaghetti. Really draining all the time resource. The duck confit took 24 hours to soak in salt and 48 hours in oil poach. I got to step into the kitchen in the crazy freezing night to flip the side of the duck, forced to pause my prison break drama.<br />
Then, the duck is poached in oil for few hours to cook before leaving it to mature in the fridge for few days. Not to include the frying of the duck again and the spaghetti.<br />
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Next, I should introduce you to Ai Woon's babies<br />
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</div>She washed, brushed and crushed the worms individually for quite some time. The mussels.<br />
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And Chai Earn's masterpiece<br />
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</div>Oops... not this one....<br />
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</div>Smoked Salmon bagels.<br />
See how she does it the pro way.<br />
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</div>Creamy mayonnaise and horseraddish (wasabi's friend) top the crispy bagel. Then she lay a piece of smoke salmon and fried an egg cooked to just perfection on top... finally dressing it with some black pepper, garlic flakes and a fresh piece of parsley. <br />
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</div>See how they recommend their dish. Every single bite gives the sensation of the spicy pepper and horseraddish together with a spike of smoke salmon covered with crispy bagel balanced by the smooth oozing egg yolk.<br />
If you are tempted, ask her to prepare ok ? Anyway special thanks to Ai Woon ... the "founder" of this recipe.<br />
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The list goes on with the roast chicken where Wil Liam personally sodomized them with lemons<br />
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</div>Not to forget massaging them gently with olive oil and chicken stock.<br />
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That night's dinner table<br />
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</div>Chef Chai Earn's bagel<br />
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</div>Ceaser Salad<br />
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</div>Mussels! In aromatic tangy white wine sauce.<br />
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And a nice sweet dessert made by Angeline and Wil Liam<br />
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</div>Both are equal proud of their creation.<br />
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</div>As the saying goes, its so hard to judge because both of them are equally tasty.<br />
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And somehow, these monkeys came out with a special thing to wear that night<br />
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</div>They got some twinkling tiny badges to wear and thought they look like VIPs. But yea.... VIP to our house.<br />
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Secret Santa gift exchange session for the night<br />
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</div>Guess what? We missed the countdown to Christmas! Maybe some got partially drunk already...<br />
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On Christmas Day, we were locked in the house because there was no public transport on service. We ended up whole day in the kitchen preparing and eating and preparing for steamboat dinner.<br />
Ai Woon made honey dew sago dessert, with her mum's recipe 10000km away. Through many trials and error, we got a very large pot of dessert. Brian was a great fan as he finished a lot of it.<br />
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We got lots of food.<br />
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</div>Wil Liam made wanton with mince meat. There was too much of mince meat, he even made pork balls.<br />
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The next bit, I was very unclear of it. I thought that the whole time I was the one in the kitchen, but it turned up, just when I was upstairs for a little while, something "peanut butter" happened.<br />
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</div>To elaborate about the peanut butter description we used, I have to tell you its origin.<br />
When Yiew Wen first arrived in UK, she found out a way to pronounce a peanut butter brand name. It was so obvious but none of us found out until she told us.<br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">YW:"See, this peanut butter... SUN PAT!! (38, 三八)"</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">Oh what a stupid name... sun pat peanut butter! hahaha</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Back to the peanut butter incident that happened. They took my lovely vege and dance !!</span><br />
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</div><span style="color: black;"> </span>I think she initialises it...<br />
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So I can only think of the stories that goes...<br />
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</div>"Hey, vy is not here, what should we do ?"<br />
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</div>"Lets annoy him and play with his (already very scarce amount) of vege he got."(blek)<br />
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Then, probably they don't know what to do, so they posed..<br />
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</div>"Hey this is boring..." (Wil Liam probably rush into ken's room to on Just Dance by lady Gaga)<br />
And they started dancing....<br />
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</div>And there goes my vege........<br />
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Boxing Day this year was not as expected. We scared them from stories like World War 2 to suffocating in the tube station like you are stuck underwater. However, there were so little people this year, economy crisis hahaha.<br />
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So the ranking of Boxing day is<br />
1. Yee Ai Woon<br />
2. Ee Wil Liam (after catching up on the next day)<br />
3. Yap Siang Ling<br />
4. Me<br />
5. Teoh Yiew Wen<br />
6. Tang Chai Earn<br />
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ranking is based on the credit flow score strictly to GBP.<br />
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As much as I can tell now, and there goes the story of once a wonderful Christmas Gathering.<br />
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</div>vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-11188693698118388852009-12-28T18:35:00.004+00:002010-01-31T15:19:34.222+00:00Project 365 (part 2)Cant believe I am doing this for over 100 days now... I'm proud because I did it more than a lot of bloggers did. First term in 3rd year of university is now gone!<br />
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<a href="http://voonyuan.blogspot.com/2009/09/project-365.html">Part 1 </a><br />
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DAY 100!! 20/12/2009 Sunday<br />
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Day 101. 21/12/2009 Monday<br />
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Day 102. 22/12/2009 Tuesday<br />
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Day 103. 23/12/2009 Wednesday<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Day 104. 24/12/2009 Thursday</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-iXe5LptacInBjeNRDIBSIxG67XYA3OQRPsAkm9vxdrnE1du_xS5rZBUQQWidWEgyH8bEbmC2giT3HY0wgaDaRsAINFosIN4UAFtiejlr2TRws527cUdcMe4nFY1X_DNQ6M3n7KvVzDY/s1600-h/DSCF1079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-iXe5LptacInBjeNRDIBSIxG67XYA3OQRPsAkm9vxdrnE1du_xS5rZBUQQWidWEgyH8bEbmC2giT3HY0wgaDaRsAINFosIN4UAFtiejlr2TRws527cUdcMe4nFY1X_DNQ6M3n7KvVzDY/s320/DSCF1079.JPG" /></a></div>Its Christmas Eve! Spend almost the whole day buying and preparing for the Ultimate Dinner !<br />
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Day 105. 25/12/2009 Friday<br />
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Day 106. 26/12/2009 Saturday<br />
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Day 108. 28/12/2009 Monday<br />
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Day 111. 31/12/2009 Thursday <br />
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Day 113. 2/1/2010 Saturday<br />
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Day 114 - 121<br />
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Day 122. 11/1/2010 Monday<br />
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Day 123. 12/1/2010 Tuesday<br />
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Day 124. 13/1/2010 Wednesday<br />
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Day 125. 14/1/2010 Thursday<br />
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Day 129. 18/1/2010 Monday<br />
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Day 131. 20/1/2010 Wednesday<br />
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Day 133. 22/1/2010 Friday<br />
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Day 134. 23/1/2010 Saturday<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRvgOLrpEXUokbuqCPNUCsLv7G8PkZH-YNKHdYZF98tqAiOw0vpvk9K7hWdQBTLgCRs0UDBu49xHsPqFpXwhyphenhyphenbOGfvLSGxVnFYEf2_tj4Wdr_L62kHAipB-EnTbA1b9DnUNU2v6k9YlIU/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRvgOLrpEXUokbuqCPNUCsLv7G8PkZH-YNKHdYZF98tqAiOw0vpvk9K7hWdQBTLgCRs0UDBu49xHsPqFpXwhyphenhyphenbOGfvLSGxVnFYEf2_tj4Wdr_L62kHAipB-EnTbA1b9DnUNU2v6k9YlIU/s320/DSC01238.JPG" /></a></div>Perhaps a very bad unlucky start for my housemate Xuhua. His bicycle got stolen today where he parked outside our college building near Royal Albert Hall, one of the sightseeing stops for tourist, at noon time! The lock he showed us suggests a clean cut made by the thief. <br />
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Day 135. 24/1/2010 Sunday<br />
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Day 136. 25/1/2010 Monday<br />
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Day 139. 26/1/2010 Thursday<br />
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Day 141. 27/1/2010 Saturday<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9ou-UumA9rW2xdWAjLCAdrvHwNfF9wOzAkPY6vy0piEvPiiiGWZBpxt-I2YI_UXgdxLSaYtebZOI89RwctuxahyGlAuODT8Um9yUYECwJAtxdg1O-cXUZvehau9WzWqGxyjZZ3kbzOQ/s1600-h/DSC01250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9ou-UumA9rW2xdWAjLCAdrvHwNfF9wOzAkPY6vy0piEvPiiiGWZBpxt-I2YI_UXgdxLSaYtebZOI89RwctuxahyGlAuODT8Um9yUYECwJAtxdg1O-cXUZvehau9WzWqGxyjZZ3kbzOQ/s320/DSC01250.JPG" /></a></div>Its pizza night! I think we all gathered to release stress and misery accumulated from last term using the common alcoholic way. It was indeed a lot of fun.vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-51723653256319089592009-12-08T00:51:00.000+00:002009-12-08T00:51:07.716+00:00internet Revolution<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Internet has become a part of our lives. Think of what you do most online... Obviously its for <strike>stalking</strike> communicating with the world!<br />
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Let us feel less guilty, internet is not just about watching dramas. It is our most powerful and biggest source of information. When it comes to assignment and course work, nothing can be done without the internet. Agree?<br />
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Well, if you still think you are in that era (or been dragged into)<br />
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</div>Yea.... I guess going to the<span style="font-size: large;"> library</span> can still be an option.<br />
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So which website would you go to look for ultimate solutions when it comes to coursework? The first one in your mind....<br />
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Is it ..<a href="http://www.google.co.uk/">Google</a>?<br />
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</div>Yes/No ? Undeniably its a yes for everyone.<br />
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Perhaps a little more geeky...<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Woah, you guys are way out... Why not you ask your dad how to use the latest Google Android application?<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I mean who da hell.... needs google and wikipedia? Its super annoying reading pages of wiki search and end up saying :" WTF?? I know this already bastard... give me something I want to know!!"<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">NOW... you go for<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEJgXUNRKfVSxq5Q0ilpB5Ptk1Iwd3dlTfSU4Dar5GiGoUKiOgIIkHgSmqzqQKDl3NoCVvM7Ni-arlgEH-XUQ70jk6Gz-1xfPC8eRcGbvepNHTCRZTdJnBu3DofgQjiRsnexLVgX6tJ6I/s1600-h/youtube.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEJgXUNRKfVSxq5Q0ilpB5Ptk1Iwd3dlTfSU4Dar5GiGoUKiOgIIkHgSmqzqQKDl3NoCVvM7Ni-arlgEH-XUQ70jk6Gz-1xfPC8eRcGbvepNHTCRZTdJnBu3DofgQjiRsnexLVgX6tJ6I/s200/youtube.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: left;">Yes! youtube! Youtube is very useful! Its not just for music videos or porn(if you could still find....). You can find videos from people teaching you how to solve a differential equation to how to use programmes to do computation of your scientific work. Genius idea !</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Now, stop google! Go youtube! When you start youtubing for academic videos, you will start a revolution among your friends. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>A friend of mine used youtube to look for solving a mathematical problem in the college's computer room. A professor came by, dropped his glasses and said: </i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: small;"><i>"Can you tell me which era am I in now? I didnt know people youtube to solve a 2nd order differential equation in Matlab!"</i></span><br />
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</div>vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-22212238462421483892009-11-24T18:44:00.001+00:002009-11-25T12:58:55.135+00:00Weekend in Nottingham<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Despite complaining for heavy work load and "being busy all the time", we spend our precious weekend gathering in Nottingham. This time, the Londoners, me and <a href="http://yaw-0915.blogspot.com/">Ai Woon</a> visited Nottingham.<br />
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University of Nottingham is known among Malaysian for Nottingham games. However, though studying here as a Malaysian pansy for 2 years, this is my first time visiting Nottingham. As this is the very first time, we are always bombarded with lots of comments and reviews from people who went, or even from the Nottingham student themselves.<br />
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<div style="color: #38761d;">Wai Kit (once our Malaysian soc sports committee) said: " Aiya, Nottingham nothing much one la, just a big uni."<br />
</div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><a href="http://tofuexpert.blogspot.com/">Ee William</a> : " Nottingham is a place without chinatown"<br />
</div>Even Yiew Wen gave us a very rural impression for Nottingham.<br />
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So, you guys can picture Nottingham now can you ?<br />
For me its something like :<br />
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</div>Hmm... got trees, bushes, grass... Typical forest in the cold countries.<br />
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Ok ok... to be more realistic, our impression for Nottingham might be someplace like this<br />
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</div>A little sandy path through nice countryside scenaries. Wow! look at the fallen leaves, the feeling is so right. You could imagine a scene in a korean drama, where Yiew Wen would run from the other end of the trees and greet us... running slowly.... as the wind blow the fallen maple leaves to your face.....<br />
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However, the day before I left, I told one of my coursemate about me going to Nottingham. The response was: <span style="font-size: large;">" What?? You going Nottingham?? There has got nothing!! Just a University and buildings in the Uni !!"</span><br />
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Ok, that seriously spoilt the whole picture of Nottingham. In my mind, I thought I was going to ---><br />
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These explained the total shock as me and Ai Woon stepped out of the train station.<br />
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Let me rewind to 20 mins before we reached. As the train approached Beeston, a stop before Nottingham, they announced that passengers should go to the first few coach as the platform is <b>not big enough</b> to accommodate the whole train.<br />
<div style="color: purple;"><i>" Eh, should we move to the first few coach as well? Our next stop is Nottingham le ..."</i><br />
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Well, the real story now... Nottingham has got a city centre with trams and busses!! They even have an ice skating ring for winter, malls and loads of cabs!! This is a proper CITY ! Why didnt anyone at least tell me, Nottingham is a city, not an ulu place (rural area)?!<br />
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The first activity once we got down was mamak! Our mamak this time is not spicy, but its still 9.30 pm as usual! Yes at least its still at 9.30, in a pub. However we regret that not everyone could attend this session.<br />
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The mamaking session ends at 11.50pm a bit earlier than usual because the pub seem like closing. Oops, we almost forgot that we were in a very <strike>ulu </strike>uk city.<br />
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The next day, William made me a special omelette for breakfast which he said, inspired by Genting breakfast.<br />
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He too showed his talent by making us a delicious tiramisu. How delicious was it? I guess that could only be explained by Yiew Wen's blushing face straight after tasting the first bite.<br />
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The homemade tiramisu by William, if you hesitate, you wont even get a bite.<br />
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Bad rainy weather didnt stop us from visiting around.<br />
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</div>'L' is for London! This is the university and the lake.<br />
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</div>They like to call this the mancis building, but I heard munchy's all the time, which left me with a swt face.<br />
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Let me prove that Nottingham is a city<br />
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</div>Can you see buildings? And wide pedestrian roads?<br />
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</div>Cool contemporary architecture, come on, its so cool! This is named the sky mirror.<br />
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Though there is the oldest in in UK<br />
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</div>And a castle...<br />
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</div>Robinhood, the hero of Nottingham<br />
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Daylight is scarce for winter times... Soon, it was pitch dark and rainy at 5pm.<br />
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The next day, we were brought to a park which even prove the city status of Nottingham. Why do I say so? Normally, in really ulu (rural) place, there is no need to have parks, because its grassland everywhere. To have a park like this<br />
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for people to take a walk, this proves that people in the <b>city</b> needs a relaxing green area.<br />
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That afternoon, Yiew Wen and Tsi Ngar made us their ultimate homemade lasagne.<br />
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</div>It earned 6 points from me and 7 points from William.<br />
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Next stop! Christmas in London anyone?<br />
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P/S: The night after I was back in London, I found out that it was so much more lively and bright here in the night. Even after midnight. So I take back my words.... Nottingham is indeed ulu ! If you would wanna feel like in a horror scene, go walk around in Nottingham after sunset.vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-37293662452830540612009-11-19T13:04:00.000+00:002009-11-19T13:04:16.010+00:00ChangesAs an engineer, we <strike>love</strike> must like to do calculus. Especially those derivatives, its everywhere! So I thought of ways not to get haunted by it, and why not I apply it here?<br />
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Don't worry, you are not reading through a calculus or mathematics geek shit post....<br />
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dx/dt is the change of variable x with respect to time, some mathematicians and engineers spend their lifetime solving differentials and changes of unknowns..... Didnt they realise that we are all changing? Can we ever predict the solution to our life like how you solve x(t) explicitly?<br />
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Reminiscing through past years of my, I giggled when I saw how we once looked and acted like.<br />
In this post, let us solve the d/dt of ourselves, ie. changes with respect to time ok?<br />
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Say, d(person)/dt = +ve means change to a good point of view. d(person)/dt = -ve means hmm not so good.<br />
Add parameters like ---> fat, slim, dumb, smart, i dont care, wth, wtf ......<br />
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Let's start with an ancient piece of photo, when world was once analogue and with no digital cameras.<br />
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</div>This is a class photo of 1S SMKB. It took me 5mins to find myself. How long does it takes to recognise someone?<br />
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Then, moving on to form 4<br />
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</div>This is year 2004 cny group photo.<br />
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</div>Then we got cny 2005. The highlight of this photo should be the person on the far left. I looked at him as if I knew. Wow, he looked like my size now, during that time.<br />
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</div>Soon we graduated from secondary and moved on.<br />
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</div>A random bbq party we held on christmas 2005, in zk's house. Still everyone looked different back then.<br />
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</div>This picture was taken in Bukit Tinggi 2006. Highlight the top left person. In this picture, he was so "small" back then...<br />
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</div>In summer 2008, we came back together for gathering. This is Santini during Tsi Ngar and Kim Hung's birthday.<br />
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</div>And we had a day trip to try all the delicious food in Melacca.<br />
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</div>Till 2009, most of us went overseas. Amsterdam when we were high from Heineken.<br />
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</div>Yes, this is how we look like now. Sungkai 2009!vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-53219678606656152542009-11-08T13:16:00.000+00:002009-11-08T13:16:34.356+00:00Legendary adventurous trip<div style="text-align: center;">In summer 2009, I went Sabah to visit Stephanie, one of our coursemate. The reason why I am only blogging about it now is that I just got the photos!<br />
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Remember the awesome <a href="http://voonyuan.blogspot.com/2009/08/mount-kinabalu.html">to Arthur video</a>? It was during this trip. The trip lasted about 10 days. During these 10 days, we went from learning how to dive, to climbing mount Kinabalu, and to getting an advance diving license.<br />
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</div>Ah if I haven't mentioned, Stephanie is this person below, she is like the princess of Sabah! <br />
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By the way, if you have a very good impression of Sabah paradise beaches, I can tell you, Sabah's beach looks like <span style="font-size: large;">this</span>:<br />
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</div>Oops.. actually this is one of the crappiest beach in Sabah by the roadside. Sabah beaches are really pretty!<br />
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Before I go into the beaches..... If you are hungry, I am sorry, but I have to spoil your appetite, because what you are eating now, might be just shitty as always. Welcome to the seafood heaven!<br />
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</div>Lots of fresh living seafood caught from the ocean! Most of it you wont even see it in the peninsular.<br />
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Still not spoilt for choices?<br />
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</div>Garoupas, prawns, shells, all types of seafood!<br />
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</div>Look at this type of shell prawns? Its RM 100 for 1 kg. But we got lobster, which was double the price...<br />
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Now time to eat!<br />
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</div>Buttermilk lobster!<br />
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</div>Soft shell crab. Have you eaten this amount of soft shell crab like eating a huge tin of cookies? And we had a 7-star grouper fish too!<br />
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After filling our stomach with heavenly seafood for our welcome night dinner, things went serious the next morning as its our first day to dive!<br />
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</div>We started off from Sutera Harbour. <br />
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Went to an island around the Taman Tunku Abdul Rahman marine park to confine water training near the beach.<br />
In the afternoon, we hop on the boat to go for real diving in deeper waters.<br />
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Sadly, there was no underwater camera to take the pictures in the water.<br />
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</div>Stephanie with her equipments..<br />
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</div>A swim after an exhausting dive...<br />
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</div>Thats the expression when you become pro.<br />
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Besides, we spend alot of time on different islands as well, sunbathing and playing volleyballs.<br />
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But sometimes you get distractions when you are trying to relax...<br />
For example :<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When you are happy happily sunbathing....<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Suddenly you see...<br />
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</div>Then the outcome...<br />
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</div>Forget it if you see nothing in this 3 pictures story.<br />
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After diving into 20m underwater, we set foot to conquer the 4095m above sea level mountain the following day. Climbing mount Kinabalu requires a lot of training and determination. Even though before that I ran Menjalara park 10 times up and down the hill, going up the 1st 1km trail of the mountain has already got me draining all my reserved energy. All left was just the mind, to collapse and give up, or to thrive every one step further. And finally you step on the highest ground and shout: "TO ARTHUR!!". I was so proud to never giving up, carrying an extra 1kg bottle of Guinness up 8km of the mountain trail!<br />
(<i>the Guinness was a challenge/bet/joke.... when I brought out the bottle on the peak, people took photos of us..haha.... " What? You brought a beer !!?"</i>)<br />
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Because of the popularity of this Mountain, climbing it actually cost a lot. If you think you could train hard and give it a go, think again..... One night accomodation costs at least RM450 + guide + everything will round up to about RM600, even if you book early. So should you have this ambition, remember to save while u train!<br />
The whole mountain was crowded with non Malaysians. It felt like I was in UK. I can tell there were lots of british, Americans, Japanese, HK, Singaporeans....<br />
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We started our journey all pumped up with "energergy", a special form of energy derived from our kind.<br />
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</div>We were trying to do a chant to absorb some energergy.<br />
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</div>And off we went.<br />
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</div>The one little girl in the middle of this picture didnt follow us up.<br />
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</div>This the begining of the trail, green,wet rainforest.<br />
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It took us about 3 and a half hour to reach the resting house and settlements. Faster than normal people do. It was more than exhausting. We took a nap and had a buffet in the evening, sitting and chatting with a New York couple.<br />
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The next morning, we woke up at 3am to continue, normally people start from 1 or 2 am, but with our overwhelming confidence and energery, we made it 3am.<br />
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It took us another 2.5 hours, again faster than normal to reach the peak and catch the sunrise at 6am.<br />
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</div>Its the spot everyone takes a picture! See, we reach before sunrise, so energergetic!<br />
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And its time to celebrate!<br />
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We sat for 10 mins.....<br />
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And found out that it was actually very cold with all our wet clothing on this peak.<br />
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After a stunning and beautiful sunrise, we headed down. (we were lucky that the weather was really clear)<br />
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And because we still felt energergetic, we did some stunts.<br />
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We took an adventurous package, which include descending this part of the mountain like abseiling.<br />
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The descend only took like 2 hours, they were literally running downhill like a reward is waiting for them. <br />
Tired and sluggish, we head back to the ocean the day after to complete our advanced diving. Walking and especially going down stairs had never become so hard. Our quadriceps and calf felt very painful. It made us hesitate for some time when we were going down steps.<br />
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That was, the legendary adventurous trip I had this summer. Never had combine so many adventurous activities within a trip.<br />
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Last but not least, let me introduce here a new award....<br />
The Queen of sleeping.<br />
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She could sleep anywhere from land<br />
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</div>Sweet dreamz..vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-81743596034866994072009-11-02T01:33:00.000+00:002009-11-02T01:33:26.994+00:00Pre HalloweenNow I found out that if kids come for trick or treat and you refused to open the door, the trick would be putting in 2 maple leaves into your mail.<br />
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Lecture was suddenly canceled last friday, leaving me the whole day free! Since I didnt feel like working or mugging whole day long, I decided to make a dinner and invite my coursemates for mingling session.<br />
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Seems like its a pre Halloween night, and so I made a western themed meal. I know its very lame having a "Halloween" doing nothing related to it, we ended up that night playing "killer", was it <a href="http://why-so-lame.blogspot.com/">Kim Hung's</a> favourite game?<br />
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Let me show you what I got for that night, I carried like tonnes of food from the local market nearby...<br />
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</div>Firstly I got 2 corn fed chickens and of course 2 lemons to shove up their asses! The roast chicken is one of our "signature dish". In fact, the actual use of the lemons are to suck up the smelly juices from the cavity of the chicken, leaving a clean roast chicken. Some people just hate the smelly chicken smell do <a href="http://tofuexpert.blogspot.com/">they</a>? <br />
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</div>Mussels! Really fresh mussels from the local fish store. These cost about 5 pounds.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And some greens for the day. On the left is something that looks like coriander, a herb widely used here, namely Parsley. (Why do I spend time explaining these? I doubt my readers know about herbs, besides ginseng, or "I cant think of anything so common anymore", or...... ) If you don't know what is on the ---> right..... erm.... you should knock your head with a hammer! Its a mini tree! You know when you walk in the fantasy land, those trees that will grow... those kind... yea a mini tree!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Next, its time to clean the mussels. Cleaning them is no easy job. They got beard like fibre that is stuck in the shell. And the most disgusting thing is .............<br />
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</div>The red earthworm like parasites live on those shells! I pulled out quite some of them. eeew... Do you still wanna eat mussels ? hahaha<br />
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After all the cleaning and preparing, its time to cook!<br />
Presenting my final awesome product!<br />
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</div>OOps... This was what I ate before cooking for the real dinner, so hungry.<br />
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</div>The mussels are cooked with butter, <strike>bouquet of garni</strike> (ok its just some random herbs), celery, leek and white wine.<br />
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Er an obscene dish, but.....<br />
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</div>Roast chicken with lemons in the ass! <br />
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Guys, start sharpening your knives today. Cooking can be fun!vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6428316007466783878.post-17303746601716853092009-10-26T12:43:00.000+00:002009-10-26T12:43:02.811+00:00Walking on the streets....As I mentioned before, this year I spend about 1 hour 30mins walking on the streets everyday.<br />
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If I would have do that in Malaysia there will only be a few consequences:<br />
- I get a skin cancer resulting from intense sunburn<br />
- I got robbed<br />
- I got killed because I tried to fight with robbers.<br />
- I got killed because some snatch thieves kill you before you try to fight. <br />
Trivial right? Because, nobody actually does that. Even if someone does it, he dont live to tell.<br />
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So far, I encountered some incidents while walking on the streets on London. Some quite dodgy but I must say there are really interesting to share.<br />
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First you might think London is a really safe place to be in. Occasionally you still get muggers on the streets, less violence than those in Malaysia, but they would still beat you up if you rebel.<br />
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Its rare to met up with those muggers because they only appear in the night. Unlike Malaysia, everything is 24 hours like mamak, convenient stores and robbers, they all work hard for a living.<br />
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What I met on the streets are professional beggers. They dress well and they dont sit on the floor with a cup. They come up to you with interesting pick up line like:<br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: blue;">" Hey, you look good today, can you please give me some money to get a cool hair cut just like you? "</span></span><br />
Ok, that was just a joke, they dont say that.<br />
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But I got some lines like:<br />
<div style="color: #660000;"><i>" Hey mate, I need to get a hostel tonight but I am lacking a pound, could you just please spare me a pound for the night?"</i><br />
</div>Brian paid for this. But LOL, the next day the man came to us with the same line again.<br />
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<div style="color: #38761d;"><i>" Hey, I just got lock out my house accidently with my phones inside. Could you please spare me 50p for a phone call?"</i><br />
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</div><div style="color: #660000;"><i>"Hey, could you just give me 20p please? I dont need much, I just want 20p" </i><br />
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So far, I have only given the 20p because that guy seems older and its a reasonable amount. I got even teenagers trying to get money from me. <br />
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Then there was this car incident. Last Tuesday while I was walking to play futsal, a guy rolled down his window of his car...<br />
<div style="color: #351c75;"><b>" Excuse me, are you Japanese?"</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #783f04;"><b>"No, I am Malaysian."</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #351c75;"><b>"Oh, hi there, I am Italian. I worked for Harrods, do you know Harrods?"</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #783f04;"><b>"Yes...." (thinking that he would ask for directions)</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #351c75;"><b>"I am going back to Italy, and I am driving to Heathrow now. I got a few jacket from Giorgio Armani. I need to give them out for free because my luggage is too heavy. "</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #351c75;"><b>"What size do you wear?"</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #783f04;"><b>"Er... M "</b><br />
</div>Then a horn of a car behind him.<br />
Suddenly, I got this "survival in Malaysia" instinct that we run from scenario like this instantly.<br />
<div style="color: #783f04;"><b>"Errm I am actually rushing for some events.. See ya!"</b><br />
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Funnily enough when I was sharing this incident in my friends birthday dinner later on that night, I found that my housemate encounter the same thing that very same day when he was on the bike. Then, one of our HK friend say he even went onto his car!<br />
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So, our conclusion for the night was, lets start our thai boxing class next wednesday!vYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13174845654606922646noreply@blogger.com4