Friday, October 30, 2009

Hyper Drift

Hyper Drift

Interesting, this is not Tokyo Drift where every imperfect drift scenes are edited or stripped off the movie. There are no cuts and retakes as well. This is for real, no joke. Apparently, I did manage to cull this video from YouTube. It's a 590bhp Nissan 240 SX which does a ninja-like drift with the rear of the car gliding astonishingly backwards. Fabulous and world class. This hyper drift is a must watch --- I'm optimistic, it's the finest drift ever.

Friday, October 23, 2009

LONGHORNS --- ! ! !

LONGHORNS --- !!! ROARRR ~ !
Bonjour ~ ! It's been a month since the blog was updated, so here are some latest update. Apparently, I went to Taman Negara with my friends, knowing nothing about the adventure which lies ahead. But indeed, the trip turned out to be adventurous. This is due to the fact that I was nearly washed away along with my buddies by the sudden strong river stream. It doesn't sound cool here.... but the whole process was utterly exciting. It was a moment between life and death, and it was a moment where I know that our friendships were tested to the boundaries. Yet, we never cared for our lives and saved each other asses. Precisely, there were only 4 of us, and I'm grateful that I didn't die miserably in that river. Thank God, no one in this world would want to die by being flushed away by a river, isn't it ? In a fraction of a second, we spotted a gigantic rock. We held each other and swam desperately towards it. Fortunately though, we made it through unscathed. In this kind of decisive moment, only real friends will lend each other a helping hand, and it's the most valuable experience to date in my life. From then on, I believe that true friends, in no matter how the circumstances are, will never ever leave us behind. Believe me, it's damn damnnn true.

So, the trip above covers some of the first half of my holiday. I will be attending the Akon concert tomorrow. So let's hope that it's going to be a thrilling one. To my weirdo buddies who were there in Taman Negara, all hail the LONGHORNSSSSS ~ !!! It was a sweet victory against the forces of Mother Nature, wooo hooo !!!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Spidey's Cousin

Spidey's Cousin ??
I pledged not to blog for a few weeks, but this is irresistible. Look at what I found from the Internet. Its Spider-Man's cousin a.k.a the Agamas Lizard. The striking color of its body is bizarre and fascinating. For your information, this exotic lizard is the latest exotic pet craze. Too bad, it doesn't throw webs at others, but it can still walk on hind legs and scale vertical walls like Spidey. With the color which resembles so much of Spidey, it's no wonder that this chap wants to join the legion of the Super-Pets.

I managed to find quite a number of weird looking animals, but only the color Agamas lizard convinced me at the first sight. The nature of the unique color is simply fascinating, and others are just simply weirdos.

Oh, just a reminder the Lizard is to be referred as "super-pet". Don't be mistaken and call it a weirdo. Finally, please do enjoy the picture --- this guy won't bite.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Where's My Love ?


KFC a.k.a Kentucky Fried Chicken is one of the famous brands I admire the most out there. I'm a life long fan of KFC, but I can only achieve that if I do something about it before it's too late. I used to love KFC, and I still love so. There aren't any real substitutes out there which can compete with KFC. Today, I went to one of the KFC outlets in Malacca for dinner. Out of a sudden, I discovered that the graph of my appetite and love towards the meal plunged down to the bottom of my heart. What has happened? I loved KFC, didn't I?

YUCK ! I felt that the meal was so disgusted as if I was chewing a pile of garbage. Nothing went wrong with the taste, but something went wrong with my mind. My tougue got quite picky nowadays. I'm sorry, Colonel Sanders.... I'm really sorry for turning my back at you out of no reason. In order to preserve my love for KFC, I guess that setting up a monthly or yearly quota should be the best solution. For now, I'll just have to settle with McDonald's Chicken McDeluxe.

Where's the love? Where's MY love ???
My apologise, Colonel Sanders.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Beat It !


Sorry to disappoint everyone in the first place, this post has nothing to do with the late Michael Jackson's Beat It. I'm really really sorry =) Now, let's go back to the main agenda.

For the past 2 weeks, life has been bizarre and roller-coaster like. Uhm, I'm not sure if bizarre is the right word, but things has never been normal. Everything can be summarised into one word.

BUSY !

Apparently, I've been drilling and training my football as hard as ever. In return, my team won a football tournament held in my university. The gold medal which I've been craving for 2 years in university has finally arrived ! You know what, it's tougher to win in university than high school. As far as I can remember, I was able bag an amount of 3 to 5 medals from my high school's annual sports day. Arrggh, although my play was suck, I was joyful and relieved that the team had won. My adrenaline was pumped to the limit and every match was dramatic to the extent that I can't even bear to miss one participating moment. Well, I hope that I will be good enough to be in the team next year. Retaining the crown is the top priority. Hopefully, that piece of momento will not be my first and final silverware. Furthermore, I have only one more year to go in university, thus I want to win more !

Switching the scene from the field to lecture hall, I guess I've done well academically too. Surprisingly, I got some unexpected results from my class presentation and mid term examination. The real obstacle was spending only 3 hours in my sleep for the past 2 days due to the complex nature of the presentation and an ostentatious demand from the lecturer. Ridiculous huh? Worse still, more than 10 hours were spent in recording a video clip. Everything was so last minute. Making a video clip is already hyper hard and time consuming, let alone the Transformers film. I wonder how those guys in Hollywood did it, everything was so complicated. At the end of the day, my fellow group mates and I were grateful as the whole thing turned out to be splendid. We really did some marvelous jobs out there.

Up next, there will be a quiz and a midterm exam tomorrow. Then, there are still tasks as high as the Himalaya mountains due for the remaining few weeks of my semester. If I survive these final waves of obstacles, I'll declare an official victory in my war against stress ! Balancing academic studies and outdoor activities is never an easy task. I've never been this busy before, but I'll beat everything which comes under my way.

More glories will come and follow,
I'll enjoy and savor this stressful moment to the fullest,
I won't be defeated.

I'm gonna be tough and I'll do what I can. I'll just beat it ~ !
Beat It ~ !

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Speed Machines



Apparently, Top Gear did some real serious and interesting stuff,

These machines are among the fastest of the 1990's and 2000's,

It's the Battle of The Titans,

McLaren F1 Vs Bugatti Veyron,

Both machines possess blistering speed,

By the way, the Veyron is ugly, LONG LIVE McLaren F1 ~ ! !

-- Enjoy --

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Goodbye Maggi

Favourite no more !

Mee Maggi, Cepat Dimasak, Sedap Dimakan. But from today onwards, I swear to hate Maggi Mee forever. For your information, the price of Maggi Mee has skyrocketed by more than 50% of its original value since year 2006. At RM4.75, equivalent to 95sens a packet (RM4.75/5), one can get him/herself a nasi lemak. Don't expect a standard size or half a standard size egg offered in it as a package, because it's only 95sens ! At the very least, there's an egg and some nuts. Therefore, Maggi, at Rm4.75, is not worth the buy anymore.

I used to love Maggi Mee when I was doing my university first year until the extent of one packet per day. Ok, a packet a day is normal among poor students like me.

THEN, it's August now and it's a midterm holiday. Shops are usually close during school breaks. Thus, my only options available are to walk some 800 metres to find food OR, Maggi Mee. At first, I thought I can do fine with Maggi every meal. Subsequently, I started to grew mad because even double packets of Maggi weren't able to satisfy my hunger ! At the next moment, I was considering triple, quadruple or QUINTUPLE packets of Maggi. But on second thought, if I consume the quintuple amount, I would've been able to compensate myself a better meal at the rate of RM4.75.

Maggi Mee is gross, rubbish and unhealthy. I wondered why I loved the Maggi brand so much.... I'll never consume maggi mee again after graduation, NEVER EVER. I guess money and the 800 metre distance are the biggest factor playing around here. Anyway, I should thank my housemate because he's the one who convened the whole Maggi-mania thingy. I hope he can understand 1 thing from Maggi. Saving money is important, but not to the detriment of health and hunger. These are self-imposed starvation acts. The most important thing is, these kind of acts are sins. If his mom knows that he's eating Maggi every meal, I can bet with my head that she'll throw tantrums and ambers at him.

Oh, by the way, the price is RM4.75 now. Why save the money for Maggi? Come on people, let's boycott Maggi starting from TODAY. No one shall suffer from the marketing strategy of Maggi anymore ! Hence, buy yourself a nasi lemak instead of Maggi Mee.

Goodbye, Mee Maggi, I Don't Love You anymore ~ Sayonara ~
But right now, I guess Maggi Mee is the better option. Sigh..... T.T

YUCK !

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Nothing But A Good Night's Sleep


Today marks the beginning of my trimester week no.4. Up until now, I guess I've been doing nothing. Day until night, I daydream in the lecture hall, mourn the passing of MJ, loiter, eat a lot and experience difficulties in sleeping.

Ok, majority of the problems I mentioned above do not concern me that much. BUT, sleep disorders are the REAL obstacles to get rid of. Here are the scenarios:

A friend of mine suffers from allergy when he consumes chickens. Thus, he convened an argument with me. He said he has too many things to handle with too little disposable energy in his body. Furthermore, he ridiculed me by claiming Insomnia is nothing compared to his problems. Well, from my point of view, it's totally nonsense, ridiculous and ostentatious. At the very least, he falls asleep easily. Thus, the "regenerate and rejuvenate" process are merely issues to him. My suggestions are, he can either opt to consume pork, mutton or beef. If he is willing to drop his money-saving obsession and self-imposed starvation activities, he can eventually get sufficient nutrients to keep his day going. If not, he will need to take some naps by not forcing himself into the toll-taking tasks or suffer from the opportunity cost for not consuming enough food. Uhm, don't get me wrong, I have evidence. For instance, he ordered 2 roti canai as his dinner ! Money matter ?? Uhm, I guess so.

Then, here comes my part. I've been suffering from Insomnia since my years in high school. The problem just got more severe when time went by. I went to bed at 12am and fell asleep about 5 hours later. I did nothing within that time. I felt so restless and tired. Yet, I can't sleep nor do anything useful. The next day, I either overslept or daydream in the lecture hall. Damn, all I wanted is a good 8 hours sleep for a better tomorrow.

Oh yeah, one more further claim from my weirdo friend:
"Normal people sleeps at 10pm, ok?"

The statement above which isn't backed by evidence is just a self-claimed theory. From what I see, the majority of the labour force work at least until 10pm. It ranges from pasar malam to mamak stalls. Even shopping centres in the hub of Kuala Lumpur such as KLCC shuts down at 11pm. To proof my evidence further, a recent study from the world football governing body FIFA indicates that the sport accounts for 71% of interest in Europe and 65% in Asia alone. Plus, Malaysia is 8 hours ahead of the major leagues in Europe. Thus, every live telecast will mostly end at 12am. Not to mention the midnight Champions League schedule.

I'm not forcing him to retract his statements by writing this column because everyone has their own opinions. My priority of writing this is, to tell him being a herbivor suffers less than a zombie. Back to the main argument. His problems are easy to solve, take some naps, eat more or consume other form of meats.

What about mine then? Medical prescriptions? Drugs?? In the end, I'll die like the way Heath Ledger or Michael Jackson did by taking Demerol or Deprivan???

Give me some pointers.
Nothing but a good night's sleep, but not all of us have this luxury.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Impian

"Pada suatu hari nanti, aku pasti akan berjaya mencapai cita-cita yang aku impikan".

Demikianlah ayat yang dinyatakan di atas mendorong seseorang remaja tekun berbuat apa-apa demi mencapai cita-citanya.

Apakah definisi perkataan "berjaya"? Adakah perkataan tersebut bermaksud kaya, cita-cita atau impian? Aku percaya bahawa setiap insan yang bernafaskan oksigen di dunia ini mempunyai pelbagai pandangan yang berbeza.

Dari pandangan aku, perkataan tersebut bermaksud cita-cita. Aku berasa amat dukacita kerana cita-citaku tidak terkabul. Anda pasti akan berasa hairan. Mengapakah aku, pada usia 20 cepat berputus asa? Jawapannya tidak mengelirukan, cita-citaku adalah untuk menceburi bidang muzik yang amat digemariku sejak kecil lagi. Ia bukan sahaja memerlukan ilmu dan masa, bakat dan kesabaran serta wang juga adalah antara elemen-elemen yang sangat penting.

Demi mancapai cita-cita, aku telah membelanjakan banyak wang untuk belajar pelbagai instrumen muzik. Pada usia 8, ibu saya mendesak saya supaya belajar piano. Pada usia 14, aku tidak perlu didesak lagi manakala mempelajari beberapa instrumen muzik yang lain atas kehendakan dan kerelaan aku. Kesedaran aku terhadap muzik sebagai hobi kegemaranku, pada usia tersebutlah aku mengetahui hala masa depan yang harus jalan.

Walaubagaimana si aku kerap merancang, bertekun dan berusaha, malapetaka terbesar dalam kehidupanku melanda. Selepas peperiksaan SPM, saya telah bercadang untuk mempelajari muzik sepenuh masa di UCSI atau ICOM. Untuk menambahkan kekecewaanku, cadangan aku bukan sahaja dibatal dan dicabuli oleh ibuku, aku terpaksa belajar di MMU atas masalah kewangan keluarga dan kehendakannya.

Aku sering berasa hampa dan sedih serta bodoh sekali. Di samping itu, aku menyesal kerana tidak memperjuangkan kehidupanku. Kehidupanku sekarang bosan, tidak bermakna.... tiada impian... tiada cita-cita... Kehidupanku bagaikan anjing, yang hanya hidup untuk tuan dan makanan. Mengapakah aku tidak berjuang untuk mencapai cita-citaku? Adakah aku betul mendengar nasihat ibuku? Adakah kehidupan sekadar mencari duit untuk makan di samping menyara kehidupan keluarga? Adakah aku betul jikalau aku bertindak degil dan tidak mempedulikan perasaan ibuku?

Bekerja di sebuah pejabat dengan gaji bulanan yang lumayan bukan masa depan yang aku inginkan. Aku rela bermain muzik dengan gaji yang tidak lumayan. Walau beberapa banyak duit yang aku dapat cari pada masa hadapan, kehidupanku adalah sebuah kegagalan. Kegagalan yang penuh dengan kekecewaan dan kesedihan yang tidak dapat anda dugai.....

Oleh demikian tuan-tuan dan puan-puan sekalian, jangan sesekali anda mengikut jejak aku. Nasihat ibubapa adalah "sentiasa" betul. Tetapi "sentiasa" tidak bermakna "pasti" betul. Beranilah anda menyahut cabaran untuk mengejar cita-cita anda. Kekayaan bukannya kejayaan, cita-citalah kejayaan sebenar dalam kehidupan.

Cita-citaku hanyalah sebuah impian... yang hanya boleh diimpi...
Akhir kata, kehidupanku hanyalah sebuah kisah kegagalan...

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Banana


As an introduction, I want to define the word, 'banana'. In general, banana is a fruit. Indeed, everyone knows the meaning. Nowadays, the word 'banana' is a jargon among the Chinese society. A Chinese who can speak Mandarin language but isn't able to translate the language into wordings on a paper is being regarded as a banana.

So, me myself as a banana attended my first Mandarin lesson in my university today. Basically, students who have a foundation in the language are prohibited from registering the subject. But since I can't even write my own name properly in Mandarin words, I'm eager to learn and put things right. I don't want to be a laughing stock forever.

Things got more interesting when I entered the class. At the moment I opened the door, I found myself in an awkward situation. Everyone was looking at me with their curious, strange and suspicious looking eyes from the moment I entered the class until I found my seat. Moreover, I'm the only Chinese in class. I felt like an alien from Mars landing on Earth. As the class went on, I established myself as a 'pirated' foreigner who knows nothing about Mandarin. Hence, now I know why Hollywood actors have their massive paydays. Acting is hard, and there is no take two. The same thing applies in my class too, there's no room for mistakes. This is not a movie shooting, this is real....

Though I know it's wrong to register for a Mandarin class as a Chinese, I never meant to score an A cheaply in a language which I can speak well to enhance my CGPA. I hope that God will give me a chance to learn the writings. I just want to write my name in Mandarin after all.

Anyway, it's time to sleep. I'll post more updates regarding the Mandarin class in the near future. Wish me luck, Adios ~ !

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Money Ladies

In my previous blog post, I related men with deers. Although I don’t possess deep understanding in women, for the sake of fairness, I must write about woman this time around. Ok, here we go. In this 21st century, relationship is getting more and more complex. I’m certainly sure that most relationships are full of lies and greed. Here, I regard the lies to men, and greed to women. Men court women maybe because of their beautiful look while women, accept men based on the wealth assessment. Although I came from a poor family, I strongly agree and accept that woman should find themselves a rich guy who loves them.

Now, the problem occurs here. The word, ‘rich‘. There is a new trend of finding a rich partner nowadays, they tend to evaluate a man’s wealth regardless of age. A 5 year gap is still normal, 10 years senior is more of a bit ridiculous but still acceptable. Hey, what about a 20 years difference? This is totally ridiculous ! ! In my university, I see many ladies, beautiful ladies, beautiful yet pathetic… ..There are 2 beautiful classmates of mine who have their boyfriends of at least 10 to 20 years older than them. These guys are just a few years younger than my papa. Women look at the credit cards, the ride and the most important of all, a thick wallet filled with paper notes. With an average basic salary of a few thousand bucks, these guys can easily satisfy a 19 years old girl’s demand. And they look like a pimp to me. Pimps are always ugly, with their malicious act. It’s hard to imagine a dinner between these pimps and the girl’s parent. Into the age of 40’s, we should be calling them ‘Uncle’. I can guarantee, no parents in this world would like to see their son or daughter with a partner of 20 years seniority. If they really want the big bucks, they should consider looking into the CV’s of true millionaires.

Alright, first, these uncles are just from a middle class labour force pocketing their not so extraordinary salary of a few thousand bucks. Second, the ride they have is most likely to be a Honda or Toyota. Last but not least, these pimps are in their 30’s and 40’s. To back up my point, here’s my elaboration. A few thousand bucks can’t be regarded as rich. Moreover, a rich should be driving a Merc or BMW and a millionaire should have a driver driving him around in a bullet-proof Cadillac or Maybach chauffeur. From my evaluation, things will only turn from bad to worse since generation gap isn’t an issue anymore, and a 50 years gap seems possible as well. Thus, women will most likely ply their trade with older men, as long as these pimps are a little bit well off in wealth. I hope my grandpapa doesn’t get angry on this. For the sake of mankind, women, please stop these disgraceful acts. It’s not wrong to be materialistic, but it is wrong to go against Mother nature. Greed will lead us to sin. Marriage between children and adult too is illegal, now let’s hope that the government will highlight this issue and do something about it. God bless us. Amen.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Micro-Burdens

Babies are born everyday. Mothers who deliver these babies endure a very painful process. The pain, it's a burden to the mother of the child. If the mother fails to go through the process unscathed, she dies. The death serves as a burden to the newborn child.

Then, the children grow up. They go to school, they eat, and they play. Not to mention the tuition, music and art classes, not all parents can afford these expenses. So, in this case, the children are the burdens to their parents. Day by day, they grow up. They want almost every nice clothes, shoes, watches, gaming devices, cellphones, computers, leisure outings and many other ridiculous, absurd and ostentatious demands.

One day, this particular teenager got robbed by some Mat Rempits. So, he borrowed some cash from his friends. From then on, he became a burden to his friends. Then he realised the cash can't last until the end of the month, so he asked some money from his parents. Again, he's a burden to his parents. After a horrible month, he was looking for money from every possible alternative. The debts must be returned. Therefore, debts are burdens. Pathetic little boy.

After many triumphs and torments during high school, he planned to pursue his music studies in university. But then, he never knew what was happening to his family at home. The family was about to declare bankruptcy. As a result, he never made it to the music school. Instead, he had to resort for a government study loan for his academic studies. He was very disappointed to found out that he was such a heavy burden to his family in the past. A talent wasted, a burden added. His current predicament, is full of burdens.

Into the years of university, the textbooks and school fees were funded by the government loan. Back then, the economic crisis was looming. So, the financial help which government handed to the students became a burden. There were little to none which the government can do to react to the apparent petulance.

When the parents of these children grow old, and when they have their grandchildren and so on, these happenings will become the heaviest burden to their grown up - turned parents - children. At the later stage of life, people dies. This will become a real heavy burden, because a funeral might costs 10 times the amount which we can ever imagine. Below are the precise details:

Hospital bills - RM 50,000 , coffin - RM 15,000 , transportation services - RM 3,000 , burial land - RM 100,000 , cemetery paint job - RM 3,000 , funeral band - RM 5,000 , flowers - RM 100 ..... the sum amounts to RM 176,100. This amount is subjected to double because there will be 2 funerals for the parents, which will balloon to an unprecedented amount of RM 352,200.

Do you see this titanic sum now? It's a Volkswagen Golf GTi. We can't get anything back for what we paid. Instead, we pay to lose our loved ones. Life is so unfair, unjust, and it's another burden.

In a nutshell, family is a burden. Sometimes, friends are burden to each other too. A single helping hand can become a burden to both parties. So, people, think twice before getting married. Marriage causes many burdens. Humanity causes burdens. Neither I'm condoning human extinction nor discouraging marriage and raising a family. I'm advocating a sound family financial planning and a healthy environment to bring up the next generation. The message is clear, if we screw up financially, a child can be a burden to parents; and parents can be a burden to the child. When a child is brought to this world, we'll indirectly make him or her to pay a Volkswagen or a BMW in the form of our funeral. It's mad money for the poor, it's a mind boggling sum for the uncapables, and most of all, it's a burden to the child. 

Monday, May 4, 2009

Men & Deers


Sometimes, I think life would be a lot more less complicated if we become a deer. Because then, all we’d need to do to establish ourselves, as superior beings in a group, is to stand tall and wave our antlers around. Now, here’s the case. All men will claim they don’t jostle around for the high ground in a group of other men, but this is nonsense. We all do. Some by using wit, some with the enormity of their wad and some by demonstrating their cleverness. However, the problem lies here, it’s weird. Things don’t get much better because there are many more men out there who look like a deer. A man is still a man, not a deer. Though we are not perfect, we can’t let our egoism to make things look right, neither to view the better side of others as a threat. Nobody is perfect, God creates us to be imperfect. Therefore, why the fuss to look life a deer with those antlers?. It’s against the nature for humans to grow one of those things. I must admit that I've tried to make myself a deer in the past, but I realize that it’s stupid and disgusting. Thus, I’m trying my best to become a man. For the sake of humanity, we must change. For your information, men don’t have antlers, only the deers do. And for all the men who read this, accept the truth, learn how to be defeated rise again. Don't grow those antlers, we can’t always win in life.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Nerds & Noobs


Children go to schools to learn the most basic lessons in life. They proceed from kindergarten to primary school. From primary school they march into high school. Eventually, they pursue their studies in universities. Although not each and every of them has the ability and capability to cope with the pressure of studies, their ultimate destination is still the labour force. Be it a corporate manager or a guy who sells pirated DVD in night market, they share the same primary mission in life; survival and good life.


When it comes to situations which require critical thinking, tension starts to rise among people and nerds are the first majority to panic. Their neuroticism levels are so high. Psychologically and scientific proven, they are most likely to die from heart attack. With so many situational factor I pointed out above, today I must emphasis on the issue of final exams. I choose the exam factor because nerds and noobs will only respond to examination. They don't even care one bit about sports and competitions. Well, because they are simply noobs and potential corporate dogs who are all workaholics..


In university, assignments and exams are norms. So does a degree qualification. They work, and work and work and some day, we'll have to work, and work, and work bloody hard as well. Some smart ass do take some day-offs to enjoy themselves on a holiday, but some don't. They work like a noob, just like a student who studies like a nerd. All they know about school are studies, all they know about their job is to work, and all they know about life is about job and education. Pathetic.

If they know about  the existence of supercars, beautiful houses, and a luxury lifestyle, they would've use the money to enjoy what this world has to offer rather than giving everything to their heirs. They work for the future of their sons and daughters who will splash their cash like hell. In addition, the cash was conned for all the wrong reasons, and when they are old, they die for all the wrong reasons too. The hard earned money they've been working for, are not theirs to be enjoyed. I remember my grandpapa once told me, 'If you don't work, how are you suppose to eat?'. Well, my purpose of writing here today, is to rectify this phrase. It should be, 'If you don't eat, how are you suppose to work?'. You see, there are many more things to do in this world. Life isn't just about studies and work. Therefore, make some rooms for yourself, and try to enjoy life. Life comes first, achievement comes second. I'm not trying to discourage effort to achieve a dream. But efforts to the detrimental of life is unhealthy and we will miss out on important things in life before we know it until our final moments on hospital bed. This is because hard work doesn't really guarantee success. On the other hand, enjoying your life guarantees fun and pleasures. In a nutshell, to the nerds and noobs who read this, CHANGE!

Friday, April 3, 2009

If Only

It's 5.31am now, Insomnia struck. So, I've decided to write here rather than wasting my time on the bed doing nothing. For the past 3 hours, my mind was playing several sad and brutal flashbacks. There were too many 'if only' and 'would've this' and "could've that". Those long gone days are my "if only years". Anyway, tonight will be the night for me to unleash these miserable nostalgia of mine.

Well, here are some of my most regrettable flashbacks and moments which I feel that I should share, or else, I'm gonna die tomorrow morning due to insufficient sleeping hours. During my kindergarten years, I was a loner. I had only one friend in my class, the rest are my enemies. I was bullied, humiliated, and most of the time, isolated. Even the teacher despised me, because I'm the only Chinese in class. Oh, my first and best friend in my kindergarten years, his name is Kumar, the best Indian friend I've had in my life. I wonder how he's doing now. If only I know how to keep in touch, I would've known where he is now.

Into the primary years, I recomposed and established myself as a little monster. I stood on the table to protest in class, cast chaos and burglary in the canteen, and vandalized the school toilets. I even stole a fair amount of bucks from my mum to buy myself Nintendos . If only I knew how to steal the correct way,my mum couldn't have caught me.

As for my high school era, it's the best which I really cherished the most. I can play the piano, guitar and drum. A gift in playing musical instruments, yet I never mold and transform it into talent. Thus, the gift was wasted. On top of that, I was a good sprinter in athletics. Often underestimating my opponents, I never take things seriously enough. I knew how to win, yet I knew how to lose too cheaply as well. Many medal was won, but many medals were missed out too. As a natural sprinter, I was given a place in the football club, representing my school, competing in annual district cup competition. Recognizing the explosive burst in pace that I have, I still can't play a full-time match very often due to my low-stamina level which resulted in my inability to deliver. Besides, I took up the Science stream, only to screw up on my elective subjects. If only I practiced on my music everyday, if only I ran to my limit, if only I trained  my stamina tantalizingly, if only I listened attentively in class; I could have achieved glory at its best as a student.

In my first year of university, I made quite a number of friends, who are weird. Anyway, I'm glad that I met them. After a year in class together, they transferred to another campus. I was disappointed as living cost in another campus is high and I had to obliged to my mum's wish to stay on  pursuing my studies in the countryside. Alright, back to the time line. There was a football tournament held during the first year's final trimester. My team was made up of a senior bunch of players who recruited my first year mates and I into the team. Resulting from a mixture of raw talent and experience, my team was rather strong. I was given a chance to play full time for two matches, Understanding the inferiority of mine in terms of stamina too well, I shirked by giving all sort of excuses. I knew I can give full time matches a shot, but I opted for half time just to make myself look good on the pitch. In fact, I went out partying all night long before the tournament day. The team progressed well until the semi-final, and eventually eliminated. I was glad I played well in the final game, but over the course of the tournament, I was still performing at below par performance. Anyway, my batch mates left the team and the campus after the tournament. I had to settle down as a more mature player. If I had a firm decision to follow them rather than listening to my mum, if only I care much more about the tournament; I would've led a happier urban life, I could've won the tournament.

Recently about 3 weeks ago, I competed in a futsal five-a-side competition. In the group stage, I played some really good stuff. But into the knock-out stages, there was this culprit who hammered his elbow onto my head, gave me an ultra big blow. I lost my eyesight for more than 5 seconds. Look, 5 SECONDS, I thought I was going blind. Thank God, I recovered my eye sight. I knew I could continue, but psychologically I was dominated by that vermin. Eventually, I passed and requested substitution for the good of the team. By the way, the team was knocked out eventually. If only I gave my best to impress, if only I had the courage, if only I continued on, I could've gave that vermin an elbow and dump his dirty team out of the competition.

Well, there are still many more "if only" here and there in between. However, If you have a long night without sleep, take some sleeping pills. If you don't, you'll end up in a situation similar to mine, consuming up to an hour writing regrets and flashbacks. So, someone, please, invent a time machine.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Cruel Reality


Amidst a student's ruthless pursuit of both academic results and future, there has never been much room for the niceties of life.

As depressing as this statement seems, it is impossible to escape the undeniable truth that a student's inability to deliver the goods in the exam hall - no matter how hardworking he or she normally may be - will be met, not with a caring arm of support around the shoulders, but with an avalanche of derision from the insatiable and blood-thirsty parents, relatives, scholarship sponsors, and so on so forth.

While mulling and mourning over just how unfair this can be, spare a thought for the particular student who will wake up in the next morning to find out that everyone who has high expectations and hopes on him, blaming him for the blunders and carelessness he made - no matter how much effort he gave.

Whilst the myriad of gory lecture from these target setters may seem a little harsh, this particular student, who until the final exam results came calling from the university, had been so dedicated to his work previously, will surely nod his head and agree with what the impassioned scribes have been busy telling their friends and relative - he is stupid and useless.

Recognition for efforts? There are none, and there will never be one. No people in this world will assess others based on their efforts. This is because, results matter the most, efforts matter none. Believe it or not, make an appointment with a high ranking manager for an interview session and you'll get an answer similar to mine, and it's a cruel reality.

Anyway, the 'impassioned scribes' are exclusive of my parents. I'm glad that they are supportive. But I still feel sorry for myself, for my inability to convert my efforts into good results. I'm writing this for the others who've worked hard as well, to give them credits and some sense of fairness in this world. Though it doesn't exist, but because it's unfair, the world is fair. Just like a piano, there are black and white keys. We might have hit the wrong key, but our time will come someday.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Legal Scams


AIG, ING, ReliaStar etc. These companies provide services to the society with many insurance packages, and these packages varies, depending on how much we pay. Moreover, the packages insure a wide coverage of criteria ranging from vehicle to life insurance. We should know that from the first day the insurance businesses were introduced, they have been reaping billions of dollar in terms of profits. All these shits happen because the people still think the insurance benefits them, paying the expensive and ridiculous monthly premiums desperately for safety reasons. In fact, insurance is one of the world’s greatest scams ever. They’re very happy to make promises and take your money, but the minute you can legitimately cash in, they fight you, kicking and screaming, looking into every possible loophole to deny payment and carrying as much red tape as possible to keep what you’re due. It’s no wonder some have made their entire careers on fighting insurance companies. Insurance companies are the legal cheaters and liars.

The conclusion here is, people should save up their money for emergency uses rather than dumping their money into the insurance companies, relying on these culprits to compensate their own losses. Government too should implement a saving plan which people must contribute an extra amount of money with the funds acting as an insurance and the government being regarded as the insurer. This can be the one and only solution to tackle down the big cheaters in our society. A reminder once more, don’t trust insurance. There are many victims out there, believe it or not, find some and interview them. Make a wise choice and be a smart consumer.