Calvin Had A Premarital Sex...

...talk with Jason.

(Calvin in his lame attempts to make people's eyes popped out=p

See the grammar also know something wrong with the title...

this generation of perverse grammar...)

It's on Merdeka night

the night where one is merdeka and free to just do it...

the night when "a country that starts with M" boleh, boleh berkhalwat...

Yor, the tulah of Merdeka shall fall on me tonight again!

(the first time happened on the day with a nightmare!)

Click on the comments link below to view the "tulah" incident....

Jason told me (I have so many friends named Jason, guess lar which one)

about this drama series on the secret lives of American teenagers.

Typical lar, 15 years get pregnant, and sex is like the normal thing.

But there was an interesting plot of one Christian couple...

In this BGR,

"Hey, my dad say it's wrong to have sex before marriage.

True love waits!"

"No problem, we can get married and then have sex!"

"But my dad says I can't get married until after university"

The guy start counting with his fingers

And guess what? The girl was dreaming to be a doctor!

Count the years yourself when she's allowed to get married!

Looking desperate, the guy suggested,

"What about oral sex? It's not exactly sexual intercourse..."

"It's still SEX right?" The girl said bluntly.

The guy was sort of disappointed, but he loved her deeply.

But his sexual drive was too strong,

sohe resorted to have another girlfriend who was willing.

The strange thing was, and the guy was a Christian

asked the other girlfriend who isn't,

to pray for forgiveness before having sex!

"Hey, you want it or not?"

The guy was like trembling,

"God might zap us on the bed!"

Then I forgot how the plot went...

something like the guy was discovered by the Christian girlfriend...

Jason haven't watched finished the series...

(Calvin loves cliffhangers! =p)

Sometimes I just don't get

why sex has to be within the confinements of marriage...

Calvin can just walk past the BU area and Centrepoint

to see enough cats with premarital pregnancy!

Animals don't have marriage!

"Alsation, I hereby pronounce you as husband to Chihuahua!"

Marriage doesn't make sex more safe.

If the spouse has HIV gotten from his/her mum

the other one will kena also.

Marriage doesn't guarantee that sex will be more fun.

Many men and women end up dissatisfied.

The body produces gametes no matter whether you're married or not.

Aka, the body doesn't care if you're married or not.

Marriage doesn't guarantee you won't end up in divorce.

In fact it sort of guarantees, you can't divorce

if you aren't married IN THE FIRST PLACE

(So happen that "In the first place" is Mr D's favourite phrase

and by the way "divorce" is pronounced as DEE-was rather than DIE-wass)

But why there's marriage IN THE FIRST PLACE?

How come so many cultures have this thing called "marriage"?

Most of the time, it's a great and lavish event, to add on.

Guess there's a purpose God created marriage for Adam and Eve.

Probably because Adam and Eve

weren't animals who just do it for the sake of

"BE FRUITFUL AND MULTIPLY"...

The love between them goes beyond eros,

they are to care for each other and truly love one another

and somehow humans are creatures wired with the need to focus

or else they fail

(proven by AUSMAT students, including me)

So does marriage, it helps us to focus on that one person we love

not just some fun fun legalistic "holier-than-thou" procedure...

to make sure you are BOUND FOREVER to

your (insert negative adjective) wife.

(In a sense there's freedom in that "bondage" to fully love your wives

with marriage pulling you back from lust's deceptive distractions)

Premarital sex is fun, but leaves you empty

because there's no commitment.

And oh yeah, for those who has premarital sex,

pray for forgiveness like that guy in the drama series

not because God will zap you immediately if you don't

but God is gracious and always will accept you back

(and help you pull through the consequences...

milk powder might just fall from heaven)

All said, true love waits.

And Calvin is waiting for his one true love too =p

Calvin sort of kesian the ibu tunggal cats in BU who was dump by their lovers after having sex...

Expensive Sunday

I just realised that I like to buy a lot of expensive groceries.

1.0 litre Marigold HL Milk (4 cartons)

costing RM 18.30

(that's already in the saver twin pack)

Ayamas Premium Chicken Cheese (2 packets)

costing RM 12.78

(I really like it a lot...my main source of protein for dinner)

Gardenia Original Wholegrain Fibremeal (1 loaf)

costing RM 3.00

(I ate very healthy one... wholemeal sumore)

Dry Apricots from Turkey (2 packets)

costing RM 9.98

(Sudden urge for apricots and I bought enough to last me for two weeks of craving)

Fresh Huluwa Dates from Saudi Arabia (500 g)

costing RM 12.90

(This is way too expensive, but would come in handy to belanja my Malay friends)

Philippines Dole Bananas (RM 0.59 per 100 g)

costing RM 6.07

(The bananas I eat also imported one because I gave up on Pisang Montel which decays at an exponential rate!)

TOTAL = RM 63.05 (rounding adjusted)

Man, all my fruits are imported!!! So tak sokong local fruits of Malaysia. What to do, most Malaysian fruits not fresh and hard to store and inviting ants.

My groceries very healthy and expensive, but I fall sick last week.

Now I know where my budget deficit comes from.

But this one is priceless:

The Jesus I Never Knew by Philip Yancey

Rediscovering the Jesus of the Bible...

Rediscovering the central figure that split history into two parts

from the comfortable images that we made him to be...

"No one who meets Jesus ever stays the same..."

Plugging In To IBA Unplugged

Four Bands One Competition One Winner.

Undecided

from SS Gospel Centre

H.I.S.

from Antioch NetWORK CommUNITY

99+1

from Klang Gospel Hall

and et cetera

from Shah Alam Gospel Centre...

(oh yeah, et cetera is the band name...)

This year's IBA Unplugged was cool!

You have speaker who wore rugged jeans.

And imitating Rudi's style of chairing

It's amazing that the "We are in a Brethren church" Christians in Malaysia

are raising such fine musicians

with the drums, electric guitar and keyboard

which were considered "evil" by conservatives.

One definitely cannot equate conservative with Brethren today.

Yet, the musicians never forget that "Brethren distinctive"

of creating biblically deep meaning for songs and hymns

which so many contemporary Christian music is lacking.

This year sees a raise in standards of creativity.

Teams wrote their own songs as a band

and remix hymns in ways beautiful and serene.

I particularly like the band 99+1

who wrote the song Rush of Fools

and totally remade the hymn "A Purple Robe"

with mellow music and RAPPING!!!

H.I.S. also did a great job on daring to try new stuff.

They sang Salvation Is Here in a cool slow way and

those jokers (literally) did a great job

in presenting the Gospel through the medley

albeit rendered confusing by judges.

I love the ending of the medley:

"It's not a human right

to stand and not fight" from Solution.

Two bands covered the hymn Nothing But The Blood.

Simple hymn but it speaks tonnes

Nothing but the blood of Jesus

washed us white as snow...

Overall, it was a great time listening to songs

and worshipping God at the end.

Oh yeah, by the way, the winner was undecided...

(the band Undecided? get it?)

As the speaker said, we are born with a purpose

We are all born to say

what the song Et Cetera played

"I'd Love You So"...

Way to go man, BRETHREN music

Take over Hillsong one day lar!

Happy Meal =)

Today is Judgement Day at EALD...

I was a judge to comment on people's speaking skills on interpreting pictures.

I just record this for fun.... haha

The main for today is this:

Happy Meal at Yuen Steamboat restaurant

The one where chicken wings disappear within less than 5 seconds after it appeared.

The height of human competition for food!

Never in my life I've seen it to be so intense!

Happy Meal =) was a liberation of steam in the form of steamboat.

Liberation from steam and pressure of

Physics Topic Test on Tuesday

Chemistry Topic Test on Wednesday

EALD Assignment on Thursday

and Applicable Maths Topic Test on Friday.

We have to celebrate merdeka early

because immediately on 1 September, there's oral test and more classes.

It's was true merdeka

people showing all their colours in eating.

Ming Chai's ferocity in fighting for chicken wings.

Sing Yong's verbosity in announcing the arrival of chicken wings.

Joel and Jaevon's boldness in engaging a war over chicken wings.

Beng and KCV's amazing appetite for ICE CREAM

and not forgetting the ALWAYS EAT JAGUNG gang! (Long live Fern and Calvin!)

Let's talk about HAPPY MEAL =) Dish 1

CHICKEN WINGS!!!

It just drive people crazy!

People dive in and with such dexterity to grab all the chicken wings.

Such tenacity with all sorts of technique of obtaining highest yield!

Ming Chai proposed all kinds of techniques:

1 - One take one block the competitors

2 - Take from other people's plate when they are busy taking it.

3 - Steal from the kitchen.

And I'm really amazed at how fast the chicken wings disappear within seconds, literally.

The whole thing was clean and done.

However, the best thing I like about Yuen is the ice-creams.

I think I ate about eight flavours.

(in increasing deliciousness: dried fruits with vanilla-less vanilla, sugus-flavoured strawberry, yam, very artificial honeydew, jagung-y corn, vanilla, chocolate, chocolate chips in vanilla)

Tony, KCV and Ah Beng are experts in eating this.

They ate like seven bowls?

No wonder ice-cream disappear so fast

and for once I had to queue to get ice-creams.

Come here eat steamboat or ice-cream? Haha.

Actually, the other food are pretty plain. The steamboat is just normal.

I ate all the meat and vege until so jelak already.

Guess it was the fun of being with friends.

Switching tables and talk to very long time no talk people.

Mutual feeding of ice cream between Fern and Calvin

(oh we are just friends... don't over-analyse)

Meeting junior like Jia Jun, a future-to-be architect as well

Posing in pictures

See other people run away from photo shooting

See Poh Hui killing Ming Chai for pranking her into photo shoot

"Ei, Poh Hui! Look at my handphone camera lens!"

*points at it as if something wrong with the lens*

*chak*

"EI, YOU TAKE MY PICTURE!!!"

This is so 经典!

And yes, Jun Kai's wonderful picture and

announcement to the world of his name by his Engineering mates.

And discrimination of tall guy sitting under a pot of artificial pitcher plants.

Great question from Nai Lin:

"What hurts the most? Durian falling on your head or coconut?"

"Durian" and with lengthy physics explanations of pressure exerted by durian thorns

and Tony's strange biology answer of durian causing both internal and external bleeding unlike coconuts only with internal bleeding.

"YOUR HEAD LAR!!!"

How can we be so stupid one?

(Dear reader, get the joke?)

However, I guess the best-est thing about HAPPY MEAL=)

is about discovering pure laughter and the freedom to be wacky.

Studies really has a toll on my PR skills,

but today I regain joy of just discovering to talk to friends without inhibition.

To step on other people's shoes just like that. Haha, Poh Hui double step in return.

To sing merdeka songs while waiting for T632 back to Kelana Jaya.

To stand tall in pictures and smile without kaku-ness.

It's been a great day!

Thanks to Nai Lin for making it really VIBE

VERY INTERESTING BIG EVENT!!!

Thanks to Ming Chai to reminding and inviting!

Thanks to Poh Hui for driving and guiding the way!

Thanks to Fern for making things really funny!

Thanks to many who came: Sarah, Jaevon, Joel, Nicholas, Woei Song, Ginger, Ah Beng, KCV, Ming Chai, Sing Yong, James, Poh Hui, Keoh Ying, Yat Seng, Nai Lin, Fern, Tony, Jun Kai, Jia Jun, Keng Chai, Gary, Wei Khang, and who's that missing 23-rd person?

Oh yeah, drop the comments about the things you find interesting during HAPPY MEAL=)

I really want to record this great eating we had!

For it's really a HAPPY MEAL=)

BORING-est Day Ever!

1.30 PM

Mr Wong come in discuss that most people get full mark Economics Test Paper. Awhile everything gao dim. Had plenty of lepaking time doing Maths Assignment.

3.00 PM

Mr Derick showed a lot of powerpoints on woman discrimination... blah blah blah (I respect women's rights okay? though a lil chauvinistic at times...hehe. Someone got to defend the guys from extremist feminists all around.)

4.00 PM

The last EALD assignment. Super boring. I don't even feel tension with the time limit. My job was just to do one powerpoint slide comparing some texts and that's it. Sienz. (This is not an excuse for you - Mr D to lower marks... it simply means I was relaxed doing your work which is a good thing)

Go home eat eggs with bread and ketchup.

Kesian. Boring.

Even this post is so boring.

But tomorrow is going to be exciting.

The liberation of steam at Yuen's!

(Guess what ler... read next post!)

Sick again?

Yor, please... this is like the second time I get flu after just a few weeks?

And this is a wrong time to be sick.

There are exams, assignments and mock exam to study.

I have IBA Unplugged to go!

Now thinking most likely I can't go because I might just infect the Brethrens.

Calvin, can you just be more healthy?

And those H1N1 people walking in college like nobodies business, please don't come.

And those have business like Kay Bee You... please close the college!

This is so sick!

My Roommate

Oh Calvin going nostalgic AGAIN?

I remembered last year when Nick asked me when was Leong's birthday.

"Eh, you sure his birthday is on 26 August and not today?"

"Of course. I'M HIS ROOMMATE OKAY?"

Then, kantoi, it turned out to be 25 August.

So this year I made sure after my birthday,

I checked properly the dates via Facebook.

I find it interesting how can two roommates' birthday can be so close.

Probably because both of our mothers are primary school teachers.

And the only time they are free to conceive is during the year-end holidays =p

Anyway, the other Five "whatever-you-want-to-call:-musketeer, duo+trio" boys

Chan, Tony, Junk Kai and Calvin decided to surprise Leong.

The operation went like this on 24 August:

[1] Calvin designed the birthday card and ask students and lecturers to sign.

When getting lecturers to sign, he almost had the chance the see the App Maths mock paper! and Ms Say actually wrote in Chinese for Leong. Mr D with his flowery language wrote only HAPPY BIRTHDAY! which was quite reasonable, what else better to wish?

[2] Calvin bought the cake from Secret Recipe

The cake should be called Cappucino Cheese. Forget liao... but the main thing was that he was cycling it back all the way back to BU6... and guess what? nothing happened! it arrived safely. It was a piece of cake!

[3] The four discussed their plan of surprise and started calling people

I can't believe Tony has to scroll his SMS to write a special birthday wish. Ms Say was correct: Engineering students are totally not artistic. Haha. It was confirmed 9.30 PM was the time to surprise.

[4] Calvin became the spy and was on the lookout for the target's slightest movement.

It was torture to act normal in the room. I found out that the birthday card was not sticking well and my glue stick ran out. So I actually borrowed glue from Leong to re-paste his birthday card! Then, I was afraid his mum is going to pick him back for birthday celebration as his bags seemed neatly arranged. I asked whether he's going back in the most awkward way. But didn't kantoi...

[5] The moment before surprise.

At 9.20 PM, Leong went to sleep. How wei?!!! Then, Gary, Yat Seng, Keoh Ying, Ming Chai, Tony, Jun Kai and Chan came only to find the outside pedlock locked. Thank God I decided to come out as unplanned. Had to re-teach Chan how to sing Happy Birthday in Merry Christmas tune. All was ready. Candles lighted on cake, everyone was prepared for ambush!

[6] The moment of surprise!

I unlocked the door and then Tony realise my room fan was still on with its normal speed of maximum 5! KANTOI! The troops retreated and I turned off the fan. Then Leong woke up, wondering what was all the noise and Calvin turning off the fan when almost went into proper sleep. Apa Calvin ni? Off the fan for no reason. (The lights and fan of a room is a huge source for roommate's argument typically) So finally, we went in immediately (before he can get angry =p) and sang the Happy Birthday song in Merry Christmas tune. Ming Chai and I almost sang "We wish you a Merry Christmas!" instead of "We wish you a Happy Birthday!". Anyway, we decided to sing the original version of Happy Birthday, coz the Merry Christmas tune was kinda lame. It was that warm, friendly tune again!

[7] The Reaction Force (oh the moment in [5] & [6] are not referring torque)

The birthday was speechless and grinning widely. We then went outside and snapped pictures. Birthday boy said, "Thank you very much. Didn't expected it." We invited him to eat the cake. Birthday boy said, "Thank you very much. Didn't expected it." We snapped more pictures. Birthday boy said, "Thank you very much. Didn't expected it." We asked how did the cake taste like. Birthday boy said, "Thank you very much. Didn't expected it." We joked around. Birthday boy said, "Thank you very much. Didn't expected it." We left. Birthday boy said, "Thank you very much. Didn't expected it.". Leong repeated thank you a lot.

To Leong:

Thank you for the birthday card you put on my desk today afternoon! Although it came after your birthday card, thanks for the effort of creating one for me. It was so kawaii! And yet able to capture our moments of joy, fighting and cold wars. It's an up-and-down time with you, but a wonderful roller coaster. Be it with Kilo and Cal, our hamsters, our late night talks about our weddings in the future at Cloud-9 scale, deep conversations about God and matters of life, the movies together , the belanja-ing food for each other, the stay-over at your house and the extremely memorable argument started with me scrubbing the toilet floor while you're sleeping (yes, Calvin is capable doing the strangest things to irritate people), they all enriched my life. Although we are talking less now, probably a sign of work hardening from AUSMAT, I do hope after mock our friendship will be annealed. However no matter what happens, I will always remember this "肥仔" roommate of mine. Let's not give up pursuing our dreams!

Size DOES Matter...

Today there isn't much interesting stuff happening.

It's all about preparing for EXAMS... boring.

Since there's nothing to post, I put up more videos

which I wanted to continue from "Why Guys Should Chase Girls?" post.

So here they are, that funny Californian guy again.

See if you agree or disagree... have a laugh.

Disclaimer again: Don't relate this to me too much...haha

Size DOES Matter: What Girls Want From Guys in Relationships


Size DOES Matter: What Girls Want From Guys in Relationships (Part 2)


Size DOES Matter: What Girls Want From Guys in Relationships (Part 3)


Size DOES Matter: What Girls Want From Guys in Relationships (Part 4)

Carpe Durian

Maybe it smells like pig-shit, turpentine and onions, garnished with a gym sock.

But I'm gonna carpe diem, as Mr Kok said,

Seize the days of youth when you can eat TONNES of durians!

Seize the durians! Carpe Durio zibethinus!

Durians, or lest I die!

(Although there are news reports

Of people dying from excessive consumption of durians

there are people like me who are dying of durian deprivation)

Ever since last year, I never tasted durian in raw form.

And if this year I don't get to eat,

It will be five years of durian deprivation in Kangaroo-land

because Kangaroos hate that fruit.

I never get why Westerners hate it so much,

and we Malaysians are whacking away in that hydrogen sulphide-d fruit.

Just do it, Australians!

And life for me in Australia will be more wonderful!

In view of durian deprivation in Kangarooland,

And I was allowed to choose what birthday gift I want from church friends,

I decided to stock up durians in my stomach.

It was great to have the Chinese Ministry people to bake a chocolate cake

and some girls whom I barely know than less a month baking delicious cupcakes for me.

But I "need" durians!

The Lord shall provide all your needs

So the church blessed me with DURIAN RUNTUH!!!

Whack the durians kao kao at some stalls in Sri Muda.

God bless even further for it was a night without rain

And many can enjoy durian under the moonlight!

Thanks Un Dex for sponsoring all the great durians!

Thanks Linus, Michelle, Hui Min, Chee Kean for accompanying me just to eat durian.

Thanks Ivan for coming too although you looked blurred with the durians

and Mrs Elaine Teoh for bravery in attempting to poke the durians and try some.

Of course, Samuel, my very young and cute friend for eating durian like me!

When you go home, don't snatch from Popo and Mummy their durians.

(And Linus, love your comment that

Popo can run to the durians without tongkat, so kua cheong! LOL=)

Durians made my day!

No, SAGC folks made my day!

And thank God for that fruit!

(Hope it's not the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden,

coz Eve will have a hard time carpe durian!)

Okay, time to move forward into durian deprivation period. T.T

The Story of A Birthday

It was 22 August. The doctor found out that something is wrong with the baby. The mother was worried. The baby's older brother died in the womb. Was history going to repeat itself? No, she will never give up. She pushed forward with all her might. It was a perilous moment. Once the life supporting cord was separated, the baby will suffocate in the womb. However, a miracle happened, the baby's head with its eyes and nose popped out finally. He was all blue, deoxygenated, but life came in again as the light and air of the world breathe into him. Probably he was predestined to be tall and long, that's why the legs came out first! But there lay an overjoyed mum, with her precious first child...

Nineteen years later, the baby was in darkness again, fearing what his birthday was going to be. It was not a time when he's with his family and will be able to go to Kentucky Fried Chicken to celebrate with finger-licking-good drumsticks. It was not a time when he was the tall happy talkative guy like when he first came college. People have known his snobbishness, his glance from his tall self looking down, trampling them. People have known his dogmatism, his insistence on doing the things he felt right. People have known his fiery temperament, his all hidden up fire and only flares up with sarcastic remarks... He just always have problems with the word friendship.

While sulking in darkness, reluctant to talk to anyone, Light came into his life again and said "I'll celebrate with you and be happy because there are those who looked beyond your fault." The boy was happy, but he didn't expected much. He did not expect that his parents will drive all the way from home and surprise him in college. He did not expect his church friends to plan a surprise party with his college mates for him. He did not expect all his college mates will sing happy birthday in class. He did not expect his closest friends will do anything or say anything after the hurts afflicted on them by him. Nope, he expected nothing... although the one reading this thinks he has much expectation after a close scrutiny of this paragraph.

The people came and knocked at the door. They wished happy birthday and walked off. The boy understood it. No games, no party whatsoever. It's okay, he was facebooking, facebooking some real turned into virtual friends. Facebook was addictive. He was posting some videos of "Why Guys Should Chase Girls" as if he was a desperate guy wanting confess to the girl he loved.

Then, they came in again. "Come out-lah Calvin!" said that Annoying Voice. When the boy came out, the Annoying Voice said "Aiyah, forget liao. Go get a T-Shirt. We are going to blindfold you!". Okay, they want to do something special. Just put up with them. It's very good of them to do something for him on his birthday.

The boy was blindfolded. He walked around clueless, thinking he was lost in the darkness of his mother's womb again. Then came the Voices.

"Go to your right."

"Yeah, I'm going the 'right' direction!"

"Walk faster lar!" said the annoying voice.

The boy was somehow not scared at all the walk in the darkness. He was on solid bitumen road. Yet, it was because of the Voice of Assurance that not just only assured him, but held the boy with his hands, guiding the way, and stopping him when necessary. Probably there was two of them. No idea, because it was all just darkness. And Voices.

There were a lot trials and tribulations. The bushes and sticks brushed against the tall legs and head. Cars veering past so near the legs that he can feel the wind. Houses with fans that are too low. Commandments of squatting down. And Voices that Lie. Again, the Voice of Assurance and Laughter was still around. The boy felt if he were to be blind, it's still okay because he has Voices who will tell him where to talk and most comforting still, held him by hand to walk, walk through the darkest night.

Arguably, it was the longest blindfolded journey the boy went through. He was allowed to open his eyes after he thought was to climb onto a Roman pillar and Zeus was about to strike lightning on him. The lightning turned out to be a Big Mac with two candles. What a cake!

Then, when he had the chance to see the world again, not blindfolded, he felt strange. People were playing their own games. It was about them again. The boy was left alone. Sticks hit people, but the sticks never went to him. The balloons burst, but he was not in the bursting fiesta.

It came the time to sit down. It was cold. Midnight wind blowing. One Voice left, but the boy was very glad that the Voice came. Every one tried very hard to joke. Be it with their impregnated bellies or with the Chinese dialect jokes. At least the Big Mac Desperado was really joking. The boy was pressured to make it a happy mode. The people came and one shouldn't disappoint them, but the fact that they came just because they considered the boy Friend haunted the boy.

It wasn't like last year when many people come, played flour and it was a messy happy birthday party. This year it seemed that the boy dragged them out for his happiness sake, some dragged all the way from Kelana Jaya. Every one was yawning when they couldn't talk anymore. Finally, the boy couldn't take in the guilt anymore and asked "Do you guys want to go back now?". Oh yeah, the night was young and they waited more. They talked about steamboat.

Every one went back after that and the boy was staring at his Facebook Profile page. Tonnes and tonnes of wall posts flooded his page. Somehow he felt happier on Facebook. Then there was sms-es on the phone from long lost friends and prayer partner. It was busy time of thanking everyone. It was not idle and awkward.

It was a strange birthday. Strange that I appreciate friends when I'm blind. Strange that virtual happy birthday greetings meant more than real ones. Strange that friends will drags themselves out just for your birthday, doing nothing, trying just to make you happy.

The boy felt really strange. Maybe coz it's nineteen years old. One has to grow up from birthday fun to appreciate people who are truly friends.

Why Guys Should Chase Girls?

It's not even Friday 13th.

It's even the Friday before that blessed day called MY BIRTHDAY!!!

Yet there was a death in the house opposite of Mr D's,

Ms Say said she was down with fever,

Resulting in two assessments postponed till next week

Resultant number of exams = 4 in 3 days!

4 = Die! Sei lor!

That sounds familiar right?

Was spending the whole morning beside Ms Poh Hui

Complaining to each other how hard are all the past year physics questions.

It was a great time we were both wearing formal attire

And doing physics question with leather shoes and high heels

(PH barefooted later in library, can't stand the stress - in physics terms)

Because Mr D asked us to wear it and...

Quote Hani: I stayed up until FOUR AM and you say there's NO CLASS!!!

Anyway, I still had many physics question undone.

So I released tension by going Facebook!

And stumbled across Elena Lee's note on a Youtube video called

"WHY GUYS SHOULD CHASE GIRLS?"

Didn't know why decided to click on the link

Probably caught by that comment Ms Blurrie@_@ made:

"It's interesting how people talk about serious stuff in a comical way.. ahhaha"

Won't say much on this, else people think more than they should.

Check out the videos!

WHY GUYS SHOULD CHASE GIRLS? (Part 1)


WHY GUYS SHOULD CHASE GIRLS? (Part 2)


WHY GUYS SHOULD CHASE GIRLS? (Part 3)

Student Rights

Humans have human rights

yet students don't have student rights!

Being in this slave trade called education for so long,

I MUST STAND UP TO SPEAK FOR STUDENTS LIKE ME!

(or at least blog it... where I hope lecturers don't read)

Students have absolutely no right to:

Article #1: Choose our own teachers, lecturers or professors.

(Optimus Prime is a PRIME example...)

Article #2: Choose what we want to study and whether do we want to study.

(Not everyone is made for studying everything)

Article #3: Choose what homework we want to do.

(Especially the pointless homework of making notes for History when there are reference books)

Article #4: Speak against the marks of an essay.

(Especially those marked based on overall impression)

Article #5: Ask teachers to sit in our major examinations as well.

(They so often like to retort with that statement: I'M NOT THE ONE WHO IS SITTING FOR YOUR EXAMS! Wait till they suffer in our exam conditions, writhing in tension and drenching in cold sweat)

[extracted from Calvin's Declaration of Student Rights]

Students are just a bunch of slaves.

Then again, aren't teachers a bunch of slaves too?

Teachers have absolutely no right to:

Article #1: Choose which student to teach.

(They have to take over some colleague's maternity leave or deal with mischevious students or students who are just SILENT and they are like talking to the wall, listening their own echoes)

Article #2: Choose when or even whether to teach.

(Some college just want that particular lecturer to teach the last session and cram the whole timetable with classes.)

Article #3: Choose what assessment or homework to give.

(Lest the school administrators ask what have you been doing in class, or the homework sufficient for the parents' whims, or will the lazy students ever care about knowledge)

Article #4: Choose not to mark essays.

(Essays that are atrocious, filled with Calvin-Yong-Ze-Hao-style handwriting, illogical statements and non-English sentence structure are real-life nightmares to teachers)

Article #5: Help students in their major exams.

(Teachers hearts break for every student that fails because they know they contribute to part of it. As Ms Say said "can't put all the shit on the students.")

[extracted from Any-Teacher's Declaration of Teacher Rights]

Students

and teachers

are all slaves in this trade called education.

Exploited and pushed around like animals.

Education has meant to help students learn

and to help teacher teach.

Promised with joy,

it turned out to be heartache and worries.

Thinking of My Girlfriend...

*Wind gushes*

*Calvin with that lovesick face*

In moments of sleeplessness,

as I'm totally not gay...

I thought about my girlfriend...

*I can almost hear all the gasps and cat calls wee wit*

"Hi I'm Calvin. I'm predestined to fall in love with you."

What a Christian pick up line meant just for me!

But seriously, I wonder how I will ask her to be my girlfriend.

Then reality sets in.

Will it affect my church ministry and studies? (I've seen enough couples...)

How on earth am I going to maintain the relationship when I study in Australia?

I can't bring her along.

(this also means none of the KBU girls are on my lists=p)

Even if keeping in relationship via facebook or other virtual technology

How I can be sure that I will not be seduced away?

How do I know even if this is not just a crush that never grew further?

I'm so crushed! Like some cookies...

Anyway, ever since the thought that I like (love) someone came

I made the stand not to do anything

And let God handle it.

No girlfriend.

No boyfriend.

I'll just be a friend.

I'll just be a brother.

The Time Has Come!

App Maths. Finished!

Chemistry. Finished!

Economics. Finished!

Physics. Still torquing aka talking.

English. It's never going to end.

The time has come for exams after the completion of the syllabus.

Final (and not so final) Topics Tests

20 August 2009 (Thu) - Economics Final Topic Test

22 August 2009 (Sat) - Physics Second Final Topic Test

26 August 2009 (Wed) - Chemistry Final Topic Test

28 August 2009 (Fri) - Applicable Mathematics Final Topic Test and submission of assignment

School holiday I exam!

After Merdeka, I don't merdeka!

Mock Exam (and how I mocked it!)

1 September 2009 (Tue) - EALD Oral Test

7-11 September 2009 (Mon-Fri) Mock Exam... the toughest paper on earth. (besides STPM)

Now only I holiday

Raya + 1 more week!

Tertiary Entrance Exam (the final blow)

3 November 2009 (Tue) - Physics

5 November 2009 (Thu) - EALD

6 November 2009 (Fri) - Chemistry

11 November 2009 (Wed) - Applicable Mathematics

13 November 2009 (Fri) - Economics

FREE!!!

*some cool techno sound that signals for a halt*

You sure?

Today today it's all or nothing

All they way

The praise goes out to You

Yeah all the praise goes out to You

Today today I live for one thing

To give You praise

In everything I do

Yeah all the praise goes out to You

- The Time Has Come (Hillsong United)

Monday Without You-Know-Who

I look like Harry Potter???

If that's true, then Mr Potter aka me

then have for once a Monday without Voldemort

with the nickname Optimus Premu.

Sorry-lah, Ms P.

My Monday posts are often about you.

That shows how influential are you.

Probably the only time I can forgive you

is when you're not teaching me.

But MAN, I have two more experiment lab reports to submit!

Today Ms J finished the syllabus.

Inorganic chemistry done in less than two hours.

That's speed!

Which if you-know-who is teaching, it's impossible.

Sorry Ms P for I can't yet forgive you at the moment.

Why I'm apologising anyway?

I have still not yet get over the hurt that my Chemistry was worst for mid year!

Well, as Uncle Voon Siong spoke on "How To Get Over A Hurt?"... seriously...

The only remedy for hurt or pain is forgiveness.

Forgiving is the art of healing inner wounds inflicted by other people's wrongs.

Through forgiving "Voldemort"

(A) I will REdiscover the humanity of "Voldemort" who hurt me.

As Mr D commented once, "she looked cheerful today." Probably bad childhood. Missing childhood friend called Sasha who incidentally came from my hometown?

(B) I surrender my right to get even with "Voldemort" aka vengeance.

No point throwing some sodium into your mouth.

(C) I revise the feelings towards "Voldemort" whom I forgive.

Again, no point storing up hatred towards you which in the end affect me ONLY.

Yet, forgiving "Voldemort" does not mean I need to get "Voldemort's" apology.

It's a one-sided thing.

I'm not trying to have a good teacher-student relationship again,

which never happened anyway.

"... as we also have forgiven our debtors" - Matthew 6:12b

Sounds preachy, but I try not to be a hypocrite.

That's what I truly feel.

Blessed Sunday

It has been a meaningful Sunday.

I get to talk to people you missed talking.

I get to eat good food.

I get to eat CG spiritual food.

I get treated for dinner.

I get to treat some people with the cheesecake people treat me.

I get rest and sleep.

But you know what, the meaningful Sunday came

not just because of the "I get"s but the "I give"s.

I give my listening ear to others and share my heart.

I give compliments and "encouragement by finishing food" to the cook.

I give my brain and time to let God teach me.

I give myself available to be blessed.

I give what I really wanted to enjoy more - cheesecake

(don't worry SSCC, I'm more happy to give you the cheesecake!)

I give God a chance to refresh me through His ways.

And best still for"give" some people!

Talk and Torque

Physics can be really frustrating.

Especially when your lecturer is giving a physics quiz on your birthday!

Today it's one of the extra classes we had to attend on Saturday.

Ms Say kept saying or talking on torque

(by the way, torque is pronounced as "tok" not "tokay")

Anticlockwise and clockwise torque

Until my head went into rotation of dizziness

Topped that up with long-forgotten Add Maths sine and cosine rules to solve problems

It's tensioning!

My Saturday morning gone.

Hope next Saturday don't repeat itself.

My birthday!

I'm gonna have durian feast for birthday. Haha.

Fail physics, eat more durian =p

P.S. I'm not hinting anything. Haha.

VIBE

Very Interesting Big Event.

Tonight finally I was able to attend one after a long time.

Had really many wonderful times at VIBE meetings.

It was there I find Christian gathering really welcoming

and a blessing for the soul and friends.

It's pretty exciting too!

We shared about our life experiences through M&Ms

Orange for what we wish, e.g. I wish I don't need to study (mine) =p

Green for the biggest challenge we had, e.g. To fly (Jaevon's)

Brown for the most courageous thing we did, e.g. (forgot liao)

Red for the most feared event or things, e.g. get lost in pasar (Joel's)

Yellow for the most happy moment, e.g. someone took the initiative to reconcile (Ming Chai's)

Then we went for supper!

It's been ages I've been to a supper.

After all, Kuantan people like me don't go supper at mamaks.

Had this big pizza roti canai thingy and drank HORLICKS!!! (I miss horlicks!)

And I got to know it was Joel's birthday!

So despite haven't done any Cutnell questions

and Physics extra class is just about ten hours away

I decided to join in and have some fun.

AUSMAT life has drain much of my fun.

SO DON'T CARE, play until 2AM

then go back and do some Cutnell questions until 3 PM.

Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOEL!

You gave a great quote:

Don't be afraid to tell Life that "I'm not afraid of you!"

Of Movies and Advertisements

Today's Economics class turned into movie class. Be jealous because Mr Wong managed to compress what he taught on microeconomic reform in other classes in two sessions into one session for Architecture 1. So there was nothing better to teach elsewhere than to share a movie. It was the Emperor's Club, one movie which I must say is very Mr-Wong-y. It's about principles and teachers. I love the dialogues, stupifying and cramming in lots of Roman history of Western Civilisation.

William Hundert: Excuse me?

Louis Masoudi: Huh? What me?

William Hundert: Yes, sir. What is your name?

Louis Masoudi: Uh, Louis.

William Hundert: Just Louis?

Louis Masoudi: Louis Masoudi, sir.

William Hundert: Mr. Masoudi, could you define the word "path" for me?

Louis Masoudi: Well, there are several definitions, I suppose.

William Hundert: Would "a route along which someone or something moves" be among them?

Louis Masoudi: Yeah. Oh, yeah. No. Yeah. I'm s-sorry, sir.

William Hundert: Follow the path, Mr. Masoudi. Walk where the great men before you have walked.

Louis Masoudi: Yes, sir. It's, uh - It's better for the grass.

William Hundert: It's better for you.

That's still some very "casual" talk. A history teacher reprimanding a student for not walking on the provided path can have such dialogues. One more thing I like is the subtitles. They are positioned on the person talking and makes things so clear. However, the plot was kind of disorganized after the Mr Julius Caesar quiz thingy. Nevertheless, a good movie. Something more than just meeting the eye.

Then EALD class we did on the techniques of advertising. Is this some sort of Media Day or what. Movies then advertisements. This happens only in AUSMAT.

Enjoyed Thai advertisement a lot. Smooth-E cream. Four consecutive episodes of an unconventional advertisement. Great plot and lots of humour. Laughed like ...HAHAHA. Then we had to do advertisements for Mr Dericks @ Bang D's poh lang chang (kitchen utensils and all the household paraphernalia). My team had to promote that Aik Cheng Instant Teh Tarik. Others promoted chopsticks, sponge (which Aqil ter-said as SPONGEBOB!), candles, spatulas and paper clips. You tell me how to advertise all this mummy's stuff! And we have an assessment on that! Talk about English assessment...

It's been a great day. Media played a great role. Just end with this quote from Mr Hundert the history teacher from the Emperor's Club:

Great ambition and conquest without contribution is without significance. What will your contribution be? How will history remember you?

Why We Love The Church...

Why We Love The Church: In Praise of Institutions and Organized Religion

from the authors of Why We're Not Emergent, Kevin DeYoung and Ted Kluck

"The institutional church is so (pejorative adjective). When I go to church I feel completely (negative emotion). The leadership is totally (adjective you would use to describe Richard Nixon) and the people are (noun that starts with un-). The services are (adjective you might use to describe going to the dentist), the music is (adjective you would use to describe the singing of Barney), and the whole congregation is (choose among: "passive, "comatose", "hypocritical," or Rush Limbaugh Republicans"). The whole thing makes me (medical term)."

Completed this "Bible-Centred, God-Centred" great book. It's thoroughly interesting and occasionally very funny and yet very insightful, especially for me a young boy in Malaysia who's contemplating to be emergent, haha. Ok, most of you won't understand this... I'm totally not updated with anything else in world but Christian stuff I seemed to know too much.

This book is one that reminds of the importance of church and its institutions and religion (two words at first I really don't like). Nah, it's not as conservative and stupid and old-fashioned as you think. Would recommend those who prefer total free flow in Christianity with absolute no rules and regulations to read this and for those who think religion is just a whole set of rules and regulations that God set down to "restrict" human freedom.

Think again. Haha.

CEO Of Wuliaolism go plant Melon!

The CEO of Wuliaolism has finally left Malaysia to Carnegie-Mellon University to plant melons XD! It's the start of the days where you see your friend fly away one by one and wondering when you'll ever meet them face to face. It's the point where we really extend our wings and fly off.

Chan and I went to KLIA to send Jyo Lyn off. Joining along was Chun Keet. CEO of Wuliaolism is indeed wuliao aka lame. We talk about how poo turned into meteorites when it comes out of the plane's lavatory and some seriously disturbing scenes. I laughed until stomachache ever since a long time. However, those wonderful SPONSORSHIP people came so late and were so blur and cannot converse in English. Hey, at least three scholars are at stake. Flying 28 hours is no simple thing. And they arrived with the much-needed passports and flying tickets 15 minutes before entering departure hall! Hope that don't happen when I fly to Australia...

Anyway, there was a mixture of feeling sad and happy at the same time. Sad because she's leaving and it might takes ages to see her again. Happy because of the wonderful times I had with her in secondary school and she's flying off to her dreams. Will really miss her as she was the one who made wuliaolism relevant in my life and make my life a little crazier. She was the one who always talk to me when I was left out in the crowd. The best is all the crazy things we do together and all the mathematics competition we went. Nivvy is going miss Mojojojo very much. All the best studying in Melon! Thanks for belanja-ing us McDonalds. Haha.

By the way, met Sue Ann too who was sending another scholar to Melon. Stranger still met Teoh in KLIA... ok at least he's back from India. CG is on.

Oh back to college life. Sad. How I wish I'm flying.

If only I can imagine... beautiful...

OPTIMUS PREMU IS DEAD!!!

This is undoubtedly the WORST Monday hitherto! With her smirks when she heard the Wednesday-Blue-Remover haven't teach transition elements, she pounces on Nicholas with that rhetorical question: "Nicholas, are you confused?". As usual during all the chemistry laboratory examinations, she will throw out her annoying "I-can't-shout-Ainin-or-Firdaus-or-Suraya-can-you-hear-me?-please-come-in-front" type of vocal noise and start making everyone panic. How can we write equations for chemical reactions that we haven't learnt? Whatever that will happen when iron(III) chloride reacts with sodium thiocyanate and those extremely confusing complex ions with their ligands...

Oh yeah, "I have a class at 3.30pm, so all the best in doing your laboratory reports!" How I wish to just take all the inorganic chemicals and force her to drink it! (especially those dark brownish precipitates that matches her complexion and that ever messy thick strands of dead cells called hair!)

Anyway, OPTIMUS PREMU IS DEAD! This is the last time I'm going to ever have a class with her. Thanks for the revenge. The story plot is NEVER going to follow like Transformers 2. End of story.

"Father, forgive her for she know not what she is doing..."

Prema, you're forgiven and forgotten. Bye!

The LORD will provide...

Most of my dinners are pathetically the same.

But dinners are the ones the LORD provides the most.

It's a need. If don't eat, where got glucose to be alive?

Yesterday, Elaine baked a cake for me.

My birthday is still a bit way off.

Sometimes, food do drop from heaven.

That day, when I was so tired to cook.

Then suddenly an SMS came that I can take Tony's dinner.

I didn't even know Tony caters.

And so happen on the day he caters (Thursday), he got sick

and I got his rice.

Then books dropped from heaven in SAGC office table.

I wanted so much to read some good books lately

and TADA the books I wanted to read appeared.

So I was allowed to borrow it.

Yeah, it might seem I overexaggerate things...

After all I know those people who gave me those things.

But why on earth Elaine suddenly bake a cake? She's has no reason to bribe me.

Why on earth Tony happen to fall sick on the same day that I was too tired to cook?

Why on earth people just dump good and brand new books on the office without specifying who should read it?

Sometimes when we belanja people, we have no reason.

But COINCIDENTALLY it brings much joy to the person belanja-ed.

And this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesus.

And yeah, thanks Elaine!!!

Judgemental

Be yourself! (sounds familiar?)

Then next moment then another person says

"Be more cheerful!"

Then another chirps in

"You don't need to live up to others people's expectation..."

Sounds really ironic.

There I become judgemental.

Haha, those are some funny things I heard in a birthday party.

How I wish I'm not judgemental!

It's practically impossible...

Practically everyone judges the Monday-Blue-Causer

Even the ones who said who shouldn't be judgemental.

When you try to give advice or constructive comments,

they retort "Don't be so judgemental!"

Perhaps people don't like to be judged,

but people like to judge.

I wish I wasn't judged as being judgemental.

However, I guess I've learnt very much trying not to be judgemental.

Being judgemental does bring me nowhere.

No point judging a smoker too much

like making statements of: Get the lighter from the smoker to light birthday candles!

I hate being judgemental.

I'm sorry if I've judged you too much.

Whoever-lah reading my simplest blog in history.

Calvin ber-emo...sekali lagi

(actually this happened on Friday and a little bit early of Saturday)

Saturday was a fun time hearing students righteously judging their Moral teachers.

Again I told the story of Faef and remind myself I need to forgive Ms Prema...

(did I just wrote her name out?!!)

Empty

The day when the post is empty.

Feeling really empty.

Nothing in nothing out.

The eerie silence of emptiness

broke by the joy of his brother telling him the prevalence of h1n1 in Kuantan.

But feeling empty

typing away on his Toshiba

Probably when it's empty only then we know when it's full.

Calvin ber-emo...haha

Busy

Practice so long for EALD group assignment

Didn't get to present

And then all the other groups did so well

That we need to "upgrade" ourselves.

Most of our points are taken, nothing left fresh.

Pressure!

All for that so desperately wanted 20 marks!

Mr D, have mercy upon us!

Of All The Days IT RAINED!

I woke up and it was raining

and how SNUGGY was it to just continue sleeping...

continue my slumber in dreamland

then a haunting thought came into mind

EALD Aboriginal Timeline collage's pictures haven't printed.

And it's raining.

I wouldn't want to cycle to college

in the rain with a punctured tyre.

Guess God didn't made it rain for fun...

He sent Mia to fetch me to college

And had a fun time joking around that I'll need to push her car

Coz her Kancil almost no petrol.

Actually, she's been fetching me so often this few days

That people thought that I'm tumpang-ing her car constantly.

Well, this few days has been super tiring

but I'm glad that God allowed me to work with a team

that was fun, cooperative and understanding.

There's Izzati who loves making art and the six-packs Aborigine picture

Such a funny and interesting girl

Of course, who's Izzati without Izzat in the group

Ah, thoughts of Sunkist with Blackcurrant dancing under Indian music flood my mind!

Izzat is one who thinks critically and suggest constructive ideas

Then, Mia the ever hardworking one and does things without complaint at all

She's willing to learn and be corrected.

Hafeez was cooperative and hardworking too

althought most of the time in silence

but when he starts teasing, he's way too sarcastic. Haha.

I love working with this team.

I hope that our marks will also be high for this coming EALD assessment!

Punctured

I found out recently my

"the-place-where-you-pump-bicycle-tyre-that-hole-cover"

was lost.

Don't know who's the culprit who remove it,

(hope it's not me!)

made me ended up cycling at the speed of walking to KBU today.

Cycling with a punctured tyre is like

cycling with a piece of rubber dragging you,

making the most annoying sounds

that deafens the silence of Main City.

There's a goes another punctured and boring day

in Calvin's life...

with tonnes of organic chemistry homework and physics questions...

The Best Monday of AUSMAT!

Architecture 1 students normally have

Monday blues and Wednesday Blues.

After the new semester,

Wednesday blues was gone,

but still stuck with Monday blues.

Today, things changed.

The Monday-Blue-Causer did not come.

The Wednesday-Blue-Remover asked to just go in Chemistry Lab

And watch the lab assistants do polymerisation.

What a lesson!

It was the only Chemistry Lab that I didn't dread

And everyone was attentive.

I didn't know lab assistants can be such interesting teachers!

More than the Monday-Blue-Causer definitely!

I'm humbled by them saying "I'm not lecturer okay?"

Their speech might not have that English accent,

But they explained things well

and even throw out questions that none of us can answer

and those are chemistry experiment fundamentals.

The 5% sebacoyl solution and 1,6-hexadiamine solution was fun!

Smoky! (They are unstable and poisonous and can cause fever!)

Then we had competition see who can pull the longest threads of nylon out from solution.

It was pure chemical fun!

Thanks lab assistants for making lab a fun time!

Then there was Faef's class of Poisson distribution and exponential distribution.

Normally every one goes to sleep in that class

because of the energy drain by Monday-Blue-Causer.

However, today she shared in dedication

to making her class interesting and preventing students from dozing

the answer that we have been waiting for an answer ever since we knew her.

Does E and K have any relationship?

It was half answered and left hanging - jodoh kat KBU?

Was tumpang-tumpang lama jadi tunang a truth in progress?

Yet, that was not the most inspiring part of Faef.

Her story of becoming a maths lecturer was indeed inspiring

as I quote her "I can't believe I'm teaching maths now!"

I shall not reveal too much lest some people misinterpret,

if you want the full story ask Architecture 1 students.

And Faef actually like Chemistry very much and

in fact better than maths in her secondary and college life!

Yor, why didn't she become our lecturer for Chemistry?

Chemistry will be so much more fun!

In conclusion, the lesson for the day:

Lecturers play an important role in ensuring a students successful study life.

Today, lecturers and even lab assistants make my day!

Talkpassive Weekend

Calvin has become talkpassive already.

Do not know what to talk.

Too tired to talk.

Too tired to continue in conversation.

But enjoys laughing.

After Pizza Hut-ing in Kota Kemuning yesterday night,

it's just amazing to hear people start a conversation

on SWINE flu and there's so happen to be a vet-to-be-there,

and everything about the animal kingdom came in.

MeiShan the especially "wonderful" swine and the Belgian Blue muscular cow...

The proposal of Jun Yi to introduce artificial shark fins for shark to swim...

Good laugh, especially seeing Jun Yi with so much cheese.

(I didn't even know why I commented the cheese it's dirty

and came up with the lame excuse of that's it EXPOSED to air)

Became super talkpassive after sharing on Amazing Grace in CYD.

Somehow I really felt I'm not up-to-the-job to be a speaker

Especially talking about the most passionate subject in my life - GRACE.

All I'm willing to do is actually share events in my life,

not some big theologically great speakers.

Talkpassive is not a good thing.

Gotta talk more.

Cannot revert back to my old self.

I guess I've put off so many people who asked me questions today.

Eric who asked which college I'm in and which uni I'm going to study in Australia

(he repeats that question to me EVERY week)

but I admire his courage to try to speak to someone always, even though it seems stupid.

He decided he must come out of talkpassivity.

So must I.

God, give me grace to speak.

and the grace TO DO ASSIGNMENTS!!! Yish

Breaking Point!

SO MUCH HOMEWORK!

TONNES OF ASSIGNMENT!

Aborigine Timeline EALD stuff...(20% of internal!)

Physics Tutorial, Cutnell and lab report!!!

Organic chemistry and all the functional groups!

Poisson Distribution TEE Past Year, Random Variable Assignment!

DIE LAR!!! (Quoting Poh Hui)

Perhaps this is what Ms Say terms as breaking point of materials.

I'm under so much strain and stress...