the last post.

Originally I intended to write something about life and current events.

So maybe not.

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I created this blog a little over a year ago. Back then blogging was still the "in" thing and everyone had one. Before blogspot, I was in a little zone called xanga which you can find here (or not, if I've decided to delete it).

Back then, people called blogs their online diary. Which is not far from the truth, considering how most people post their updates. But to me it wasn't that - a blog was more than a place to ramble on and on and on about how my day was - it is a stage, and place for the world to see who I am and what I believe in.

Strange as it sounds, blogging has actually made me overall a better person. It was through it that I learned about audience appeal and proper grammar; how to write and how to do some basic designing.

And over the past 5 years, there are, of course, certain memories that comes with it.

Like eating my first McDs-sponsored Big Mac.



Or joining and losing my first debate competition.

Getting hopelessly lost, and laughing through it.

Drawing inspiration from the least expected person.

Getting my first compliment from Facebook.



Drowning little critters.

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I'll miss blogging.


For the last time,
Jo.

Classic examples of self-indulgence

First, there are those who are interested only in what they have to say.



And then, there are those who are only interested only in what they believe.



Just fooling, you know I love you both. ;p

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIS! ;D

MBTI.

I'mlate.
I'mlate.
I'mlate.

Those were the first three words in my head when I woke up and found out that it was 8.55 in the morning. Five minutes to drag myself out of bed, wash up, get dressed, father my stuff, start the car and get to church.

Not good odds.

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MBTI stands for Myers-Briggs Type Indicator. I suppose you'd heard of the other personality test - the one about Sanguine, Choleric, Melancholy and Phlegmatic people. MBTI is something like that, just... More complex.

For one, instead of 4 different types, MBTI seperates people into 16 different types.

Kind of like how when you are eight years old, you think that the world is only made up of good and bad people. Then suddenly you realize that there are the popular-good people, the snobbish-bad people, the arrogant people... And so on.

It was... Enlightening, to say the least.

I am now a certified 100% Introvert (it's really true. My extrovert score is ZERO).

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Well overall I'll say that it was worth the time and the money put in. It's a kind of understanding about myself and the people around me that I just cannot get by reading up an article on wikipedia.

Man, who needs a psychology degree when you're surrounded by psychos?

I don't know if I can yell any louder

Life has been epic, to say the least.

It is just assignments and work and all the other nonsense piling down on me everyday. Every one of them just screaming out for my attention, I almost want to just tell them to get a life. It's the same rant everyday: Why do I need to know how to use Microsoft Excel? I don't really have to do this, do I? Why didn't I start doing this earlier? Why do I have so many things to do? Why, oh why, do I seem to gravitate towards Facebook every five minutes?

I don't want to do Computer Applications.
I don't want to think about Environmental Science.
I don't want to work 5 hours a week for a stupid scholarship.
I don't want to crack my head over ideas.
I don't want to handle these people.
I don't want this responsibility.
I don't want this.

Please, God, just take it away.

I am only one person, with a head, two arms and two legs and a brain that is not exactly Einstein. I should not be expected to do all of this and finish it with excellence.

And then I saw this guy.



I am reminded.

Humbled.

Inspired.

Oz.

Give me some courage that I might be with you.
Give me some brains that I might think of you.
Give me a heart that I may love.

You.

Here's a story

There was a cat who lived on the left side of the house. Every day its owner will put food on the right side of the house. So the cat will cross over, eat, walk back, and sleep on its cushion until the next meal.

Then one day, as the car was just about to cross over to the right side of the house to get its meal, it saw something in its way: a GIGANTIC GREEN-FACED CLOWN was standing right there, in the middle of the room, blocking the cat's path to its food tray, and staring at the cat with HUGE UNBLINKING CREEPY EYES.

The cat got scared. Ten times faster than you can blink, it ran and hid behind its cushion, cautiously watching the clown. The clown had a sick grin on its face as it rocked back and forth, taunting the cat.

The cat watched. The clown grinned, his arms spread wide in a mock goalkeeper's pose. "Alright," The cat thought to itself, "We'll see who gets starved first - the clown or I!"

First hour. The clown was not moving. Neither was the cat.

Second hour. The clown was still not moving. Cat is getting impatient.

Fourth hour. The clown still hasn't moved. Cat realized that it was getting tired. And hungry.

Sixth hour - the clown HAS NOT MOVED AN INCH! He still had the wicked grin etched across his face and his too-large eyes did not even blink as it watched the cat. The cat was getting VERY hungry.

The cat extended its claws.

Do or die.

It watched the clown, who seemed to mock its ferocious gaze.

Do or die.

The cat snarled. The clown grinned back.

Do or die.

Like a bolt of lighting, the cat had its claws sinking into the clown's face before the second hand on the clock could move twice. The cat swung another paw right at the clown's forehead-

POP!

The cat suddenly found itself standing on a deflated rubber sheet.

One word: Hallelujah

See, there are many words used in the Bible to say "praise God." There's "glory to God in the highest", "Hosanna", or just a simple "praise the Lord". On top of all that, there is one more that holds a special meaning when seen in context... That word is Hallelujah.

It only appears in Revelations (really scary book to read) when all the wars are going on and strange creatures are coming out. Then it says in chapter 19 that heaven itself resounded with a cry: Hallelujah... Our God reigns. And when they said that, God himself came down and won the victory.

What is remarkable is that the sound of heaven was not praising God for celebration or because something good has happened - it was a battle cry from the deep conviction that God is going to bring back the victory in the end, no matter how bad things may seem.

For some of us maybe we have exams going on now - for the college students probably you have assignments not done yet; but amidst our business to get things done, let's remember to respond in faith to what God has said and just BELIEVE that things are going to turn out fine... That you are going to win.

Just one word: Hallelujah.

LOST

I was driving for the first time to college earlier today. Started my journey at 10.30am - with earphones plugged in and a full tank of gas, I was ready to do it right on the first time round!

I managed to get into the Damansara area with relative ease, when I missed a turning. The lane I was supposed to be on was on the far right. I was on the far left. With only a few meters before the right lane broke off to its own and cars zooming past me at eighty kilometers an hour, I thought that it was not a good idea to try and take the risk.

Relax, it is not the end of the world. I'll find my way back here and take the right turning.

Then I realized the roads were getting smaller.
I made a U-turn, the roads got bigger again and civilization came into view.
Then I realized I did not recognize the names on the signboards.
Made more U-turns until the word 'Damansara' appeared on a signboard.
Then abruptly, the signboards just stopped appearing.

Before I knew it, I was turning into Sunway City, going right past Mentari Court and onwards to Sunway Pyramid!

At my wits' end and on the verge of tears and a panic attack, I made a sharp turn into a row of shops and stopped the car; pulled out my phone, dialed my dad up and screamed into the phone as soon as he picked up.

"I'M LOST!"

Some half an hour later, he finally came to my rescue as I waited in Esso station just down the road of Sunway Pyramid.

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You'll realize how life is like being on the road - at first you are so sure that you know how to get where you need to be. You get it all right right up until the final lap, and suddenly you realize that you have been accelerating a bit too much that you have missed the turn you have been aiming for.

But no matter, we can always try again, right?

Sure you can - if you knew how to get back. But armed only with very limited intellect (such as mine), you will realize that you are rapidly missing more turns and becoming increasingly hopelessly lost. Until you end up in the completely wrong place at a totally wrong times.

Be wise - stop and take a breather, grab a phone and dial up someone who knows better than you do, and scream into their ear the short, simple, brutal reality of the situation.

Or get a GPS.

12.39am

I suppose I should do something meaningful before my holidays end, say, save the world or something.

But well, I'm not superman. Plan scraped.

No, it is not that. I realized something today - people are not in danger of super-advanced aliens invading earth or gargantuan robots with laser beams for eyes; not something that superman can save them from, at least. Today I realized that the world doesn't need saving. Not in the way that we imagined, anyway.

Today I realized that people are dying from the inside. With plastic smiles and acid tears and hearts that stops working faster than a manual car driven by me.

Today I realized that I might be the only Jesus they might ever see.

So here it goes - I'm letting go.

How I spent (and will continue to spend) my holidays!

It's been three weeks since I started my hiatus from SEGi University College. Do I miss it? No way. I am, in fact, having the time of my life at home. With the help of a Rm300 Portable Hard Drive and very reliable source of entertainment (that means you, Sam), tis' what I've been up to.

1. Anime

12 gigabytes worth of shows including 2 complete seasons of Code Geass - I have been at it day and night for a week and I'm still not done with it yet!

Code Geass is set in an alternate world where a global superpower called Britannia invades and conquers Japan, then renaming it Area 11 (they have conquered one-third of the world, so they don't really have the time to think of nice names). A Britannian college student called Lelouch, through a twist of fate, attains the power to bend anyone to his will. He then creates a secret identity for himself to build an army and seeks to liberate Japan from the Britannian colonizers.

Ingeniously plotted with a fair blend of humor and intensity at appropriate times. To reach his dream of a liberated Japan, he encounters military forces, gargantuan war machines (which look suspiciously like Gundams), classmates, his best friend, and a cat called Arthur.

2. PC Games

The best of GTA, Assassins' Creed and Prince of Persia, all in one game - That's Prototype. Released early June 2009 and with a rating of 8.5/10, Prototype is one of the most addictive games I have played in a while. But if you did not like any of the three games mentioned above - this is probably not your type of game.

Warning: excessive gore. Keep away from younglings.

3. Music

I got tipped off about an *ahem*illegitimate source for music, so I decided to give it a try. Now I am stuck with 7 different albums and I don't know where to start.

One thing I have to say: No one beats Planet Shakers!

4. Books

Four books. One down, three to go. I have a strange feeling that my books are going to outlast my holidays.

If you have not read any books by John C. Maxwell yet, I tell you, you HAVE to get one of it. John Maxwell is undoubtedly one of the best communicators I have seen - presenting truths in a reader-friendly way, without the jargon and absurdly complicated words used by other authors in an attempt to look smart.

I have about 2 more weeks of this bliss left. Gotta use it to the fullest!


Jo

You know you're bored

...When you start revisiting previous seasons of American Idol.

I do remember watching the finals of Idol last year and wondering how could David Cook ever win; then I remembered this song that he did that struck me more than any song that David Archuleta sang that night (sorry Tabi).

So I YouTubed it, duh.

And found this awesome version of the song by its original artist.



I'm a newly converted U2 fan.

I'm so good

At slacking - Time to make this holiday a meaningful one!!

Say hello

To term break! Wooohooo!!

Just had my first driving lesson yesterday. Nearly killed three people, but it is all fine and well. Not bad for my first time behind the wheels! What with the clutch, gears, signals and brakes. I guess I should be getting the hang of this over the next few weeks.

Well I do have many things lined up for me over the next one month or so while waiting for next term to start, and it ain't involving working in SEGi X) Things that involve making money!

Remind me to eat. Now off to work!


Jo

Counting Down

24 hours until I declare term break! Whoo!

Yes, I know I have just barely started attending college, but it just so happened that the longest break of the year is in July!

I love ADP.

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Daughtry's new album is cool. Really.

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Maybe next time I'll post up a properly arranged (or coherent, as Mr. Chase would say) entry, when I have the time. And the inspiration.

Still one of my favourite songs

How great!

It's been a while

Life has been really, really hectic since the last I posted.

Would not go into all the little details (not good to know too much); just know that all is well ;D

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Have been on a crazy journey of rediscovering myself over the past two weeks or so. I found out just how much I hated the status quo. Realized that I am, in fact, VERY passionate about making a change. In me. Around me. Through me.

I want to see the education system changed.
I want to see a city free of poverty.
I want to see a society where moral values are practiced, not preached.
I want to see people being taught how to think.
I want to see justice upheld.
I want to see the world from a whole new perspective.

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Watched Michael Jackson's memorial last night while filling up my journal. Emotional, really. I have to say, it was the first time in my life seeing Michael Jackson as a real person - as a friend, father, brother and son to the various people around him.

The greatest irony of life is that the only thing that will teach us how to really live is death itself.

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Over the past two weeks I have presented two speeches and sang on a concert stage twice. I must be really getting the hang of this whole stage fright thing. I might just become the next Bill Clinton, minus the mess-ups.

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I really have to control my budget.


Here endeth the post.
Amen.

Dust

I think I should blog more often. Not that it is a matter of life or death for anyone (is it?), I just have to commit myself to doing something. Anyway, here are my excuses for not blogging the past few days:

1. I was lazy
2. I had nothing to blog about
3. I was busy
4. I had many things to blog about but had no time
5. I was doing some other things so yea
6. I forgot that I had a blog
7. I was busy looking for things to blog about
8. I was too tired
9. My PC died
10. My camera was not working
11. I could not find any nice pictures
12. I could not find the cable for my camera to plug into the PC

Okay, that will also be my excuse for not blogging the next few days. Good night.

Have you been high today?

Nicki is lucky to have sane roommates in camp. Look at the people I was stuck with for two nights.

One Hundred and One

By the way, the previous post on MAD Camp so happened to be my 100th post on this blog, signifying that I have broken the 3-digit barrier.

Coincidence? Hmm...

MAD Camp 2009

I have been to many youth camps - well not that many, really - my first being MAD Camp in 2004 when we were in Shalom Villa; the time when we could fit all of the campers into two apartments and did our praise and worship with only a guitar; when we would literally sit at the feet of the speaker and hear the message.

Time passed and gradually I grew to predict how camps usually are: the first night everyone will be chatting until late at night and doing anything but sleeping; on the second day half the campers will be late for the morning exercise session and for some mysterious reason everyone will only be all excited and ready to take the world on the final night... People will try to stay up as they did on the first night but fall asleep out of exhaustion anyway; and on the last day everyone will wake up late, eat breakfast and go to the final session (which starts late) half asleep. Everyone goes home, sleeps the afternoon away, and continues life as usual.

But MAD Camp 2009 was nothing like that.

I missed the first 24 hours or so of camp because I had to attend class on Thursday morning; but as I reached that evening and attended the first session, it was as though the place was alive and electrified by the presence of God. Pastor Cheah nailed the whole heart of MAD as he began his message saying, "YOU are the face of the future!" God was so powerful and tangible in the place that as the altar call went on late into the night, all I could do was say over and over again, "God... you are here" It was a revelation on a whole new level: the power that created the universe was THERE in the room that we were in.

I left the hall that night saying to myself, "If I had paid the full camp fees just for that session... It was already more than worth it" But as we all know, the camp did not end there. In fact, it only got better, and better, and better, and better, leading right up to the final session on the last day of camp. Sure, we were tired; sure, we felt like we needed more sleep... But God was in the house, and we did not let him pass us by. Every message was alive with the power to break mindsets and transform lives; the anointing as so strong in the place that we know it was more than a feeling... It was God and it was real.

MAD Camp this year was more than "just another camp"... it was more than another youth camp... In fact I do not even know what word I can use to describe it; but one thing I can say... Our time has come.


"All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before."

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle; C.S. Lewis

Tuesday's post on Wednesday

I was walking around Segi UC's campus when I came across this bulletin that claims to be able to teach you how to speak Chinese in five minutes. Thought it was pretty hillarious. I was standing there laughing like an idiot at the bulletin while passer-bys gave me strange/concerned looks.

Learn Chinese in 5 minutes... (YOU MUST read them out loud)

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1) That's not right ......... Sum Ting Wong

2) Are you harbouring a fugitive?..... Hu Yu Hai Ding

3) See me ASAP..........Kum Hia Nao

4) Stupid Man ..............Dum Gai

5) Small Horse ...........Tai Ni Po Ni

6) Did you go to the beach? ........Wai Yu So Tan

7) I bumped into a coffee table ........Ai Bang Mai Ni

8) I think you need a face lift .......Chin Tu Fat

9) It's very dark in here .....Wao So Dim

10) I thought you were on a diet ......Wai Yu Mun Ching?

11) This is a tow away zone .......No Pah King

12) Our meeting is scheduled for next week ........Wai Yu Kum Nao?

13) Staying out of sight .........Lei Ying Lo

14) He's cleaning his automobile ..... Wa Shing Ka

15) Your body odor is offensive .......Yu Stin Ki Pu

Proverbs 18:21

Once upon a time there was a man called Mi who had a very special gift: whatever he said with his mouth comes true. His nation prospered because of him, and no harm could come on any of them because he said so.

One day an enemy came from the north, and its general stood up on a hill and said to him, "We have an army of ten thousand and one men! Our arrows will blot out the sunlight, and you will be dead before your lips can utter our defeat!"

"Oh really?" Mi said, scratching his head, "What if you don't have arrows to shoot with?"

In an instant, all their arrows snapped at the head and disintegrated into the air. Ten thousand and one men started to flee in seven directions all at once. All was good.

Then another enemy came from the west, and this time the King stood up on a high place and cried out, "Even if our legs turn into jelly and our arms into butter, we will overtake your city and burn it to its roots!"

Mi stretched in his chair and yawned. "Sure," he said sleepily "Would love to see you all try to do that with legs of jelly and arms of butter"

What followed is too violent and graphic to be put into words, but what was important was that all is still good for Mi. Before he could close his eyes, another enemy came from the south, and the commander stood on a high platform and spoke into a megaphone.

"We know your weakness, Mi!" The commander said with a smug look on his face, "So we have plugged all our ears with wax and cotton - you cannot defeat us now!"

This got Mi's notice. He stood up and saw three hundred men with their ears plugged with cotton and wax; they could not hear a single thing. The commander from the south laughed maniacally before resuming his poker face and gave a battle cry, "Now, we attack! CHAAAARGEE!!"

No one moved.

Mi cocked his head to one side and gave the commander a pitiful look. The commander seemed quite confused at this.

"I said, CHAAAARRRGEEE!!" He shouted again. Again, no one moved.

This went on for a few hours before they finally gave up and went back to where they came from. Mi was about to resume his nap when another army came from the east, armed with sharp sticks and nasty-looking wooden mallets. This time, no leader came forth with a challenge, but the men in the front line raised up a banner.

Mi squinted at the banner. "I... lost... my... voice" He read out loud the bright yellow words on the banner. He shook his head at the idiocy of people nowadays. Surely anyone would know that yellow words on white was impossible to read. Mi opened his mouth to bring hail, fire and sulphur upon the army that disturbed his afternoon nap.

Only a croak came out.

Oh, shoot. He thought to himself as the army started charging.

Twittering

Just recently I signed up for this fascinating... thing on the web. Didn't thought much about it, until I read this article by a Sri Lankan writer.

A BIZARRE NEW new habit called Twittering has taken the world's idle rich by storm.

You use your phone or computer to send out a constant stream of short news alerts (called "tweets"), so people know exactly what you are doing at all times of the day or night.

The word "Twitter" is derived from "twit", meaning "moron", and describes the users targeted by the service. (The original name was Pathetic Egomaniacs Anonymous.)

Taken from Nury Vittachi's web column.

Click here to read the rest of it.

The NS Experience: Humble Beginnings

Welcome to Kem PLKN Millenium, Beranang. This is where - over the next three months - you will be pushed to your limits and your character will be tested for extraordinary patience, perseverance and self-control.

I have to say, things definitely looked bright when I first stepped in the camp for the first time. Then again, it probably was just the afternoon sun. I carried with me a simple travel bag and a backpack crammed full with essentials for living; or as Baloo from the Jungle Book would say, 'Bear Neccessities': a bible, a water bottle, and most importantly, a packet of instant noodles. I was ready to survive the next three months, come what may!

Minutes later, my instant noodles were taken away from me.

Well that would have been the case for the other campers who went through the spot check. I carried my bags right past the trainer. He looked at me, I looked at him; and he said, "Checked?"

"Yea."

"Alright, you can go."

1 hour and still surviving...

Burn

I think I've uploaded enough videos for the meantime.

I want to watch

Gaauuurgghh someone quickly free your schedule and come watch the movie with me!!

I am HOME.

Feels like I'm waking up from a really bad dream.

Psalms 27:1

The LORD is my light and my salvation...
Whom shall I fear?

Now let your light shine.

Taggie taggie tag

Copy and paste and put your own answers in. The purpose of this is to get to know your friends better and it’s so much fun!

Here are the rules:
Post this list on your profile,in notes,replacing my answers with yours. You can add the notes tab to your profile page.

Tag 25 people to do the same thing.

1. Were You Named After Anyone??
Far as I know err.... nope

2. When was the last time you cried??
Last year

3. Do you like your handwriting??
I'll have to say that it is kind of cool to have a handwriting that is only decipherable by two other people on the face of the earth.

4. What is your favorite lunch meat??
Mutton! Especially with curry! Wheeeee =D

5. Do you have kids?
No

6. If you were another person,would you be friends with you?
Of course! Imma sucha nice person =D

7. Do you use sarcasm?
No (I was being sarcastic)

8. Do you still have your tonsils?
No idea =X

9. Would you bungee jump?
For the heck of it, yeah

10. What is your favorite cereal?
Honey stars! =P

11. Do you untie your shoe when you take them off?
No way

12. What color is your towel?
My towel? I had a towel?? WHO STOLE MY TOWEL???

13. What is your favourite Ice-cream?
Chocolate!

14. What is the first thing you notice about people?
Face

15. Red or Pink?
Red

16. What is your least favorite thing about yourself
Neh, I'm perfect in my own sight =D

17. Who do you miss the most?
4 people down under and one guy in a God-forsaken land =P

18. Do you want everyone to complete this list?
You'd better... *crack knuckles*

19. What colour pants and shoes are you wearing?
Why do you want to know... *suspicious glare*

20. What is/was your favourite toy?
Never had one. Well unless you count the computer.

21. What are you listening to right now?
Night ambiance

22. If you were a crayon,what colour would you be?
Ermmmmmm purple?

23. Favourite smells?
The rain!

24. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
Dad

25. Favourite Drink
Iced Lemon Tea (sweet ones)

26. Favourite sports to watch?
Don't watch sport *gasp*

27. Hair Colour?
Dark dark dark dark brown. The light has to hit it from a certain angle to see the brown-ness (If there is such a word. If there isn't, there should)

28. Eye colour
Black. I think.

29. Do you wear contacts?
I have perfect eyesight!

30. Favourite food?
Char Kuay Teow! *drools*

31. Scary movies or Happy endings?
Happy endings! They leave me grinning like an idiot at the end of it. That includes Enchanted.

32. Last movie you watched?
Watchmen

33. What colour shirt are you wearing?
Saujana t-shirt. Go figure.

34. Summer or Winter?
In Malaysia, we only have hot summer, rainy summer, and hazy summer. I like rainy summer.

35. Hugs or Kisses?
I'll stick with hugs for now =D

36. Favourite pastime?
Chatting and just hanging out with people

37. Most likely to respond?
Uh?

38. Least likely to respond?
Errr...

39. What book are you reading now?
None at the moment. Gotta get some soon.

40. What is on your mouse pad?
Mousepad....??

41. What did you watch on TV last night?
I saw about 4 full seconds of Danny Phantom and that was about it.

42. Favorite sound(s)?
Praaaaise!

43. Rolling Stones or Beatles?
Stones and Beetles? I think I'll go with Hillsong =P

44. Where is the farthest place you been from home?
India (and I can't remember even being there. Chech.)

45. Do you have a special talent?
I can spell words properly. That counts?

46. Where were you born?
Selangor

47. Whose answer are you looking forward to getting back?
I don't think I'll be around to see any of the answers hahaha

48. How did you meet your spouse/significant other?
Oh let me tell you about it - I was in a hall, and I was looking around, searching for something that I didn't know what... and then- Nah I'm just kidding, don't have one =P

49. If you could vote,would you vote for or against gov?
Not into politics. Maybe in another 4 years time =P

50. Where do you see yourself 5 years from now?
Making Jesus famous on the world's stage! Woohoo!


I tag:
You. No don't look behind you - I'm talking to YOU. Actually I won't be here long enough to see your answer anyway so what the heck lah.

Oh my gosh!

SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out SPM results are out!!!!

Sorry, just felt that I should make a statement. On a related note, I think I'm getting old. What with me growing to dislike all foodstuff oily and sweet; preferring to read and watch educational items rather than cartoons and comics; and worrying about work more than my results.

Well, maybe that last part is not entirely true. Still, I'm seeing everyone around getting nervous breakdowns, breaking out in cold sweat, perspiring palms, pumping adrenaline and pounding heartbeat - and I'm tearing my hair out wondering why doesn't the accounts balance up.

Whoops, duty calls!

I have nothing to blog about.

There. =D

It's another one of those days.

You place the golf ball on the tee, take a swing, hit the ball, and you suddenly realize that you sent the ball going off in the wrong direction.

It sails out of bounds, ricochets off a car's door, rolls down the hill and off a ramp and it lands on top of a steam vent where it is blown into the skies when the vapor comes out at full force, and it comes right back down, plopping straight into the hole.

...

I think I'll go get myself a 4D number today.

Another reason why you just HAVE to love Facebook.

Does anyone else see the resemblance?



This has got to be the photo of the year.

Journal: Log 001

Today, the twenty-fourth of February in the year of two-thousand-and-nine, I refuse to eat lunch in protest against global warming.

12.30 Still going strong.

14.00 Feeling little hunger pangs. Will ignore. Chat with random people on MSN to distract self.

14.37 Suddenly realizes that fingers are stiff from cold. Wonder who has been toying with the air-cond controls. Goes to toilet to wash hands. Realizes that it only makes fingers feel stiffer.

14.40 Am reminded by Stephen that it is his birthday in 2 days' time. Pffpth.

15.10 Stephen bought Siew Pau for me! *eats*

15.11 Erm, oops? *burp*


Here endeth today's entry.

Then sings my soul

Yes, I am blogging again. Sue me.

After many days, weeks, and approximately one month, we are finally on the threshold of SE's biggest event yet since Loud Christmas two months ago.



The band has been practicing, the office staff has been tormented day and night by scales, warm-ups and bad singing, shoes have been thrown, people have been blinded by the spotlight, and it's finally here.

An event never before attempted by SE, but it promises - as all other SE events do - an experience like no other. "Nothing done on this night will be status quo" The flyer proudly declares.

It is more than a concert; it is more than a gathering: it is phenomenal; the dream becoming reality.

I had better be seeing YOU there ; )

7200 seconds more...

And she will be gone.

Facebook is taking over the world

Or my world, at least.

Did anyone see this bunny?

For months now I have been trying to resolve a much profound mystery: Who/What is the Energizer Bunny?

I have seen it and heard the term being used everywhere: From a movie review of the fifth Harry Potter movie to the random utterances of a girl called Sarah.

Of course, being a widely used and abused term, I did not think much about it, until one day my sister remarked something quite very deep and meaningful.

"Energizer doesn't have a bunny"

Energizer does not have a bunny? Then what is all this hoo-haa all about? I have always imagined it to be a pink bunny with wide eyes in a sports suit, which then I found out was the Duracell bunny, not the Energizer bunny.

The Energizer mascot interestingly, do not even look remotely like a bunny. It is a large- VERY large battery (especially those in KL), with eyes and a mouth, too-muscular arms and thin legs.

And one fine day, I decided to google up the name. This is what came out.



Yes, I know. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Just remind me.

How do you change the world again?

It's a strange, strange world that we're living in

Just yesterday I was watching one man loading up some boxes onto his truck, dressed up all appropriately for the job, too: faded red t-shirt, cargo pants with belt pouch, unkempt hair and a beard.

Then my friend, who happened to be beside me turned to say, "See that guy there? He has a friend from his school days who is a company manager now."

"Wow," I remarked "So where is that friend?"

"Oh, the friend is the guy who hired him to deliver these stuff"

*

If you remember, I had one nostalgic encounter with Uncle Donald (if you don't recognize the name, you haven't read that one yet) not too long ago; and I found it quite interesting just how far the road not taken can lead us.

Two years down the road, I might be watching the Oscars on TV, and suddenly jump to my feet and scream to no one in particular, "HEY, I USED TO BE IN THE SAME CLASS WITH THAT GUY!"

Then probably I can storm into his studio halfway through a scene and demand the Rm6 which he still owes me for half of his biology knowledge. Being the class treasurer was a totally uncalled for position, but desperate me took it anyway.

It eventually amounted up to sleepless nights, many headaches and ringing ears, and ultimately Rm70 going out of my personal fund. The case was particularly bad with this pregnant teacher whose facial expression changed from neutral to disatisfaction to anger to long-patience and then to sadistic joy, all within 2 seconds of seeing me.

So there was one time when she shot at me (after owing her cash for 4 months), claiming that I took the money and used it for my personal selfish reasons like funding secret tests for nuclear weapons.

I was about to jump to my own defense when I remembered that a week ago, I borrowed a sum of cash from the class fund to buy myself lunch. Deeply embarassed, that day I went home and returned two times the money that I took back into the fund.

Suddenly the prospect of being hired by an old classmate to move stuff around sounds much more happier and optimistic.

Dirty socks

I was on the way home from work, dozing off in the passenger seat of the waja as it rained all around, when the news report jolted me awake.

"A student with very smelly feet has gotten legal consent to attend lectures"

Wow! Just how smelly can someone's feet get that you can actually be banned from classes? I mean, I understand it when police arrest people for drug trafficking and possessing firearms; or even when people are not allowed into restaurants for not wearing ties.

But smelly feet! What a waste! Half the students I know will actually try and get legal consent NOT to attend classes! License for truant. Heh heh.

Then again, you will have to think about the poor classmates though; I almost feel their agony. Back in primary school, I used to sit beside this fat bloke (no offense to my slightly rounded friends. Really.) Now the problem I have really is not about his size; it's his BOD, which translates into Body Odor of Death.

The worst part is that he loves to play sports! So comes that fine day every week when we are forced to go for PE lessons, and he will work up such a sweat, he will easily put the tsunami to shame: in sheer magnitude and number of people rushing to get out of the way.

But hey, I'm not all that perfect either (Yes, believe it). Just last week we were playing this game, and we were supposed to stand in one straight line for the amusement of the owner of the house. I lifted my arms to signal to someone at the back, and the person who was behind me visibly flinched and turned away.

So here's a friendly community advice to all you people out there: wear deodorant, and wash your feet. Or if all else fails, just learn to breathe with only your mouth.

I believe.

God is IN CONTROL!

Uh oh

Anyone notice something strange about hotmail?



Look closer.



Closer.



Hotmail is sad! =O

Hello!

Welcome to Amway. If you are an employee, please head to the left and past the two double doors, into the lift. Your department is on floor 3.

Welcome to floor 3: Finance, Public Affairs and Human Resources. Please smile at our two lovely administrators who could pass as Judy Garland's aunts as you walk by them; remember to be nice to them when asking for a raise, but since you are only a temporary worker, head left again into the PA department.

Okay, I have gotta admit that it is cool that I am working in a branch of a multibillion dollar, international direct sales corporation. Still, it would be much cooler if I was not part of the 6% minority of the male workers there.

Ratio of female to male workers: 10 to 1. Well I suppose it would be every bachelor's dream come true in any workplace, but it would have done me much good if they were all not more than twice my age.

But the lovely part is this: on the first day of work itself, I got my own office! It turns out that the former manager moved out, so they had no place to put me but in there; where I have 3 whole shelves full of magazines since god-knows-when; possibly the entire archive of company records some three metres to my left; a neat little hp laptop to work on while the rest of them are stuck with run-down PCs that are still running on Windows XP; my own little box of stationery and various edible goodies in one corner of the room that is currently being colonized by the ants.

The thing is that this place also doubles as a storeroom for the PA department, so beyond where I sit, there are boxes of various goodies, and stashed somewhere in one of the cupboards is a genuine green jersey signed by Ronaldinho himself together with a gold wristwatch.

It does not get any better than this. Now if only they gave me some wi-fi in this place, my life would be complete =D

This is the revolution

"We can sing, we can dance, we can scream our lungs out on stage and in concerts; but as we do that, the lost are still lost; the captives are still bound. It's not fair, and it's not right"

Rwar!

This was how one particular MSN conversation went earlier todady.

Joseph Ng [pH]² says:
eh?

Joseph Ng [pH]² says:
was on the piano earlier

Li-Anne says:
YOU?

Li-Anne says:
PIANO??

Li-Anne says:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I'll show you >:(

The oldest game

Choronzon: I am a dire wolf, prey-stalking, lethal prowler.

Dream: I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-stabbing.

Choronzon: I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-throwing.

Dream: I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight legged.

Choronzon: I am a snake, spider-devouring, poison-toothed.

Dream: I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy-footed.

Choronzon: I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-life destroying.

Dream: I am a world, space-floating, life-nurturing.

Choronzon: I am a nova, all-exploding… planet-cremating.

Dream: I am the Universe—all things encompassing, all life embracing.

Choronzon: I am anti-life, the beast of judgement. I am the dark at the end of everything. The end of universes, gods, worlds… of everything.

And what will you be then dreamlord?

Dream: I am hope.


-Choronzon and Dream; The Sandman: A Hope in Hell-

First day of the rest of my life

And I'm feeling great!

If you have known me long enough, you will know that my physical fitness is at a most appalling state. And it is a simple proven fact out of many experiences in the past.

My mom once told me a very scary thing about my family's medical history: high blood pressure on her side, and high cholestrol on my dad's side.

Dang, I had better get started with exercising before I die young. So here is the deal so far:

2001: PE lesson. Ran two laps around the field (400m), stopped short and vomited.
2004: Jogathon. Ran a full 2km before finally giving in and walked the rest of the way.
2005: Jogathon again. Managed to jog right up until the finishing line was in sight, and nearly blacked out just short of it.

But well, all things have to start anew right? After being so inspired at how Kenny Sia ran the 42km marathon, I thought jogging was an easy feat, I mean like, if he can do it, I most definitely can!

After 20 minutes, I swear that I can fill a swimming pool with my sweat. My leg muscles were all tensed up, I was sweating profusely, I was seeing lights dancing in front of my eyes, and gosh I think I'm hearing voices too.

How can a fat bloke run so much longer than me??!!

I suppose I can blame it on my asthma that I have had since I was 2. I probably can blame it on the fact that the canvas shoes I was wearing were just not made for running. I can say that the sun was in my eyes. There were dogs on the way. I was carrying a key in one hand which bothered the perfect alignment of my body and caused my body to lose energy faster.

Or I'm just not fit, lah.

Well tomorrow is another day of the same thing. Anyone wants to join me?


Out of breath,
Jo

It's going to be another short post

It was awesome =D

What time is it?

Time to sleep, that's what.

You're probably hoping for another short entry, and yes your wishes have all come true. I should be typing out some documentary of my life so far in 2008, or making up new year resolutions, or burning down houses by letting loose wild fireworks.

But no.

Keeping it short and simple, in 2008 I have been at my highest, and I have been at my lowest too.

And 2009 is going to redefine that on a whole new level.


I'll see you when you get there,
Jo