My Unhappening Life

Back in the Day

2010-01-26T22:33:00.004+11:00

At that time, I was YOUNGER and SLIMMER.

but one thing remains the same, I have an ever loving girlfriend.

2010-01-09T16:21:00.003+11:00

I never intended my blog to be a podcast of political views, and it shall never be. But these are just my personal views on recent events that transpired in my own country.

Sydney Morning Herald Reports

KUALA LUMPUR: Four Malaysian churches have been firebombed, with one left badly damaged, in an escalating dispute over the use of the word Allah by non-Muslims.

As Muslim groups held protests yesterday, police increased security around churches after one in Kuala Lumpur was set ablaze in a midnight attack that left its ground floor gutted. Three other churches were attacked hours later, with one sustaining minor damage, while the others were not damaged. No arrests have been made.

The Home Minister, Hishammuddin Hussein, appealed for calm amid the conflict over the use of Allah as a translation for God by Christians, and assured minorities in Malay-dominated Malaysia that ''they are safe''.

''I take the events that happened last night very seriously,'' he told a press conference. ''We want to assure the public that this was not a co-ordinated and well-planned action.

''Let's hope for the best in a few hours' time,'' he said before the protests that took place at two main mosques in the capital after yesterday's prayers.

Police said officers had been deployed to protect churches around the country and to monitor the protests, following the attacks and also phone threats against churches.

In Kuala Lumpur, young worshippers carried banners and vowed to defend Islam.

''We will not allow the word Allah to be inscribed in your churches,'' a speaker shouted into a loudspeaker at the Kampung Bahru mosque. About 50 people carried posters reading ''Heresy arises from words wrongly used'' and ''Allah is only for us''.

The High Court this month ruled in favour of a Catholic newspaper which used Allah as a translation for God. The Government has said the word should be used only by Muslims. The ruling was suspended on Wednesday pending an appeal.

''Islam is above all. Every citizen must respect that,'' said Ahmad Johari, who attended prayers at the National Mosque. ''I hope the court will understand the feeling of the majority Muslims of Malaysia. We can fight to the death over this issue.''

The rallies were held inside the mosque compounds after police banned protests on the streets. Participants dispersed peacefully afterwards.

Pribumi Perkasa, one of the groups organising the demonstrations, condemned the fire-bombings but warned that Malays were deeply concerned.

Agence France-Presse, Associated Press

What some of the citizens of Malaysia said is very immature and closed-minded (yes, closed not narrow-minded). Let us think about the issue rationally.

Are Christians claiming Allah to be their God alone ? I thought that no matter what religion be it Islam, Christianity, Judaism or Buddhism we had the same God ?

To my friends who constantly ask me why I hate Malaysia, my answer is that I do not hate Malaysia. However I am just furious and disappointed on certain aspects of it when we can do so much better. This issue being a perfect example. It is strange and odd that I feel more welcomed and at home at a foreign country than my own.

Pickup Line of the Week !

2010-01-02T14:05:00.002+11:00

My magic watch says you don't have any underwear on. (She says "Yes I do!") Oh damn, it must be 15 minutes fast.

Credits to askmen.com

Hello 2010.

2010-01-01T13:11:00.003+11:00

A very Happy New Year to my beloved family, my dear Kathryn and all my wonderful friends. New Year this time was a tad bit quiet being in a foreign country. But I keep reminding myself that I am lucky to have many people close to heart.

I am usually not a person who makes New Year's resolutions, but in this year, I decided to make 5 simple ones:
1. Get better results
2. Stay in employment
3. Visit a place I have never been to (hopefully diving in the Great Barrier Reef with you my dear.)
4. Exercise regularly
5. Get closer to God

2010 will be as exciting and vibrant as we all make it to be. Cheers and Happy 2010 again !

Random Picture of the Day - #12

2009-12-03T10:03:00.002+11:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

Don't you wish life would give you directions such as this ?

Credits to National Geographic and Jose L. Gomez de Fancisco.

Happy 20th Birthday, Chiam Tat Ren

2009-11-01T22:11:00.002+11:00

Indeed a lot has happened since we met in primary school, from the innocence of playing Pokemon cards to the vices of illegal gambling centres and getting absolutely trashed in clubs. Not to mention I also had to help you pee on one occasion because you were too screwed to do so. All that I ask in return is that you will help me pee if I am unable to do so and make sure Jien does not hook up with any ugly girls.

Anyway, Happy 20th Birthday. And hope to see you soon.

Back in the day when we had nothing to worry about.

Fat Chicks Rock

2009-10-26T17:01:00.003+11:00

Disclaimer: content not suitable for persons under the age of 16. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead or undead, is purely coincidental.

"I was 17, and I met this huge, fat chick in Burger King. And by huge and fat, I mean fucking gigantic. This chick had to be at least 400 pounds. She had multiple chins, saggy arm fat and tits that just blended in with her huge gut. She stank like she hadn't washed for a few weeks. She was sitting there crying, so I decided to cheer her up.

Being somewhat of a chubby chaser, I went over and asked what was wrong - she was the same age as me, 17, and she said she was lonely. She just wouldn't stop crying no matter what I said, so I went and bought her a double bacon deluxe meal. She scarfed that shit down so fast... I've never seen anyone eat like that, except for Jabba with those greasy little frog things in Return of the Jedi. Anyway, I offered her a ride home, which she accepted, considering she could barely walk. She lifted her massive weight into my car and the suspension groaned and complained.
[16:57] Once we got back to her place, she invited me inside. She got out of the car and walked toward the door, and at that moment I was transfixed by the wobble of her ass - it was like a bathtub full of jello in the shape of a love heart. I got so hard that I put my hand in my pocket and started to stroke myself a little. By the time we got to the door she was all sweaty and out of breath. She noticed I was stroking my cock. She asked me if I could come inside and help her get into the shower.

I obliged.

We both stripped down and she hauled her gargantuan, flabby body into the shower. I helped her wash the stink and sweat off by holding up flaps of skin and spraying them with the hose attachment for the shower. She then took a hold of my raging boner, and put it into her cavernous belly button. She grabbed my ass and starting pumping me in and out, until I was ready to cum. She stopped, pulled me out, and then used her hands to part the massive flaps of fat that were hiding her VAGINA. She told me to stick it in. I did. It was like sticking a pin into a greasy, lard coated pizza. When I was in, she let go of the fat flaps, which came down onto my hips. It felt like my entire groin was being eaten by her fat. I came within the minute. I pulled myself out, covered in sweat, and a torrent of oily cum and stinking pussy juice gushed out. Best sex I've ever had.

Anonymous"

Amazing Friend, Going to be Best Man

2009-10-21T11:01:00.002+11:00

A: I got serious question to ask you.
T: Yea, sup ?
A: When I get married, will you be my best man ?
T: Wow. Awesome to know that you and Kathryn are doing that well. And of course I'll be your best man. My honour man haha.
A: Haha good to know buddy.

T you know who you are. I will hold you to that. 1 slot filled. Anymore takers ?

Random Picture of the Day - #11

2009-10-18T04:42:00.006+11:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

"I shall find a peaceful corner on this Earth. And I will build my house there and live peacefully."

Happy Birthday My Dear

2009-10-15T18:01:00.007+11:00

Happy 20th Birthday my dear Kathryn. I am sincerely sorry that I am not there for your birthday (again) due to our distances. I am also sorry that I would only be giving you a belated present in a month. Since I do not know what to buy for you, I bought a flight ticket up to see you in November.

Also I suppose the best present I can give you is that I will do my best to make you happy as long as I am around.

A heart K.

Happy Birthday. A Year older, laugh more and continue being the person I love.

Random Picture of the Day - #10

2009-09-23T00:20:00.001+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

Credits to Colin for forwarding me the email. And thanks for making me laugh.

Passion

2009-09-19T11:44:00.003+10:00

Many people have asked me "Do you get paid in scouts ?"
My reply would be "Even if I was offered to be paid, I would reject it. Getting paid in scouting takes away the whole meaning of scouting."

And I realise that in many instances we do things not for economics gains, not because someone told us to do it nor we do it for recognition. Instead we do some things purely for passion.

Another example is when I was Sports EXCO of the A-Levels Student Council. We were not paid, in fact we had to use some of our own expenses to carry out our jobs. I believe that what I gained from these experiences were much more than economic gains. I learned so much from them, made new friends, encountered new challenges, managed to help some people and most of all have fun.

I Remember It Well

2009-09-12T21:16:00.006+10:00

"Daddy what is the most expensive car in the world ?"
"That would probably be a limousine, son."
"Daddy when I grow up I will buy you a limousine"

About 14 years ago my daddy worked overseas thus I did not see him that often. One time he was about to leave overseas again after being back for some time. I was in kindergarten then. I wanted to send him off to the airport to say goodbye. I wanted to spend a little more time with my daddy. But I had classes that day and daddy didn't want me to miss it. I was crying because daddy didn't let me send him off to the airport.

"Why can't I go with you to the airport ?"
Daddy kneeled down to my level and said "Because you have to go to school and become somebody important."
"You have to become somebody important so that you can buy daddy a limousine, remember ?"

I went to class that day. I still have not bought a limousine for my daddy yet. But I am working hard to become someone important to fulfill the promise.

Daddy and I during my 6th birthday.

30 Years On

2009-09-10T00:04:00.007+10:00

When I was a little boy, my daddy was (and still is !) a huge inspiration to me. He was everything I wanted to be. One of that thing is to become a King's Scout. He would tell me all his stories about when he was a scout; how his scoutmaster treated him, all the challenges he faced, all the camps, all the hikes and so on. That was how I was inspired to achieve my King's Scout Award.

Despite all this, my daddy never insisted on me achieving the King's Scout Award. It was something I wanted for myself. Something I need to get so I could be one step closer to what he is. Throughout my scouting life, my daddy and my mummy could not be more supportive of me. They would happily bring me to camps with the boot stuffed with my equipment, pick me up after camp with a smile even though I stink like mad. When I finished my King's Scout Standardization (the last stage of the King's Scout Award), my daddy said to me " I am proud of you son." That same day I returned home to my mummy and she too had a huge smile on her face.

I just want to say here thank you for all your support mummy and daddy. I am doing my best and I hope I make you happy in my very own way. To my sister Amelia, the baton is passed on to you now. It is your turn to run this journey, however you may want to run it.

Daddy and I in our respective King's Scout uniforms.

Top East Toga 2009

2009-09-05T21:18:00.005+10:00

Last night was Top East Toga. A featured event in the Bruce calender. What do we do ? We dress up in togas and party it up in narrow hallways of Top East. The theme this year is Romans & Barbarians. Although some fool stole some of my alcohol during the night, it was an incredible night of song, dance, drink and socialising.

Here in Bruce, we truly do.

Tony and I.

Joel the Barbarian.

Barbarians kill Romans. Jess and Oli.

Kiralee, Alyce and Hannah with the beer bong.

Tony, John, Joel and Phil. We were singing Number 2. A song to scull.

We make staffs out of beer cans too.

Jimmy Criticos.

AJ and I.

Roo, Aiko and I.

The hallway of Top East.

Togas, togas and more togas.

A further testament to how *boring* Canberra is.

Random Picture of The Day - #9

2009-09-03T13:36:00.002+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

And you thought you saw it all. Indeed the world has many wonders to offer.
Credits to National Geoographic and Sergio Brant Rocha.

The View Out My Window

2009-08-28T08:52:00.005+10:00

The small flowers will soon become leaves and you'll know Spring is here.

1 amazing year passed in university life. 2 more wonderful ones to go.

Heroes Do Exist

2009-08-24T18:29:00.008+10:00

The Tale of Terry Fox
by Michael A. Aun, FIC, LUTCF, CSP, CPAE Speaker Hall of Fame

When I first met Terry Fox, we were joined together on a program in Toronto, Ontario, Canada before 4,000 Toastmasters at an international convention in 1978. We were both scheduled to speak to the group. I was competing for the World Championship of Public Speaking. Terry was competing for something far more important than trophies and awards. Terry Fox was competing for his life.

At the young age of 22, freckle-faced Terry Fox lost his life to a battle with cancer. Some of his Canadian brethren died with him.

On April 12, 1980, twenty-one year old Terry Fox began what has come to be known as his “Marathon of Hope.” Succumbing to cancer in the prime of his life, Fox decided he would bring attention to the awful disease with a marathon. He began a marathon across Canada with reporters and cameramen on his heels as he sought to cross his native land on foot.

Terry Fox lost his leg to cancer when he was a teenager. While in the hospital going through chemo, he was affected by the amount of suffering in the cancer ward and decided that, in his words, “Somewhere the hurting must stop.” He decided to run across Canada to raise funds for cancer research, running 28- 30 miles per day on one real leg and one artificial leg.

Three thousand three hundred thirty nine miles later, a choked up nation looked on as a young Terry Fox collapsed short of his goal. The unprecedented challenge to a nation brought an estimated $35 million in for cancer research as Fox’s dramatic run across Canada fell short as his health finally failed him.

In an earlier attempt to stop the cancer from spreading across his body, Fox underwent the amputation of his right knee. Now with the support of an artificial leg, he began the dramatic race to Canada’s west coast with his right leg amputated just above the knee. A tearful world looked on when he started in St. John’s Newfoundland, the point where North America reaches the farthest into the Atlantic Ocean.

With one artificial leg, Fox set out on his journey completing 28-30 miles per day along the Trans-Canada Highway, the narrow concrete and asphalt ribbon that spans the second largest nation on earth. With the world cheering him on through the eyes of the press, Terry Fox fought his biggest battle ever, and lost. His dramatic termination run in Thunder Bay brought an outpouring of emotion, the likes of which Canada has never seen before.

On September 1, 1980, 143 days and 3,339 miles into his “Marathon of Hope” across Canada, Terry was forced to stop running outside Thunder Bay, Ontario because the cancer had spread to his lungs. On June 28, 1981, he died at the age of 22. Nearly 6,000 Torontonians signed a petition urging creation of a commemorative stamp in Terry’s honor. A monument was erected at the Thunder Bay site where Terry’s courageous marathon ended. After months of resisting, Canada agreed to honor Terry’s Marathon of Hope on a stamp.

Terry Fox was awarded the Order of Canada, the country’s highest civilian recognition. A ballad was written about his cross-country endeavor, and campaigns for official government recognition of Terry’s Marathon of Hope sprang up all over Canada.

As he lay on his deathbed, Terry Fox said goodbye to a gracious nation and an emotional world that many felt were unable to believe in heroes anymore. Thin and pale, Terry developed a bronchitis-like infection and was spitting blood. A tearful nation looked on in prayer as young Terry Fox began the final 385 yards of his personal “Marathon for Life.”

Terry Fox’s life was not given in vain. There are hundreds of trivial sayings one could apply to the situation: “A winner never quits; a quitter never wins…” or “Winning isn’t everything; it’s the only thing.” Winning for Terry Fox was the breath of life. Perhaps the greatest tribute to Terry Fox is the fact that the foundation that he helped start has now raised $360 million for cancer research, about $10 for every Canadian citizen.

Here's another tribute to you Terry, may you be an inspiration to us all and a reminder that what we do here..... does count.

King's Scout Award, finally.

2009-08-16T21:36:00.006+10:00

The King's Scout Award is the highest award in the Malaysian scout movement. The King's Scout Certificate is signed by the DYMM Yang Di-Pertuan Agong of Malaysia as well as the 8 State Sultans of Malaysia. The certificate is supposed to be given to the King's Scout Candidate by the DYMM Yang Di-Pertuan Agong or a State Sultan.

After a significant amount of work throughout the years, I finally received my King's Scout Badge today. Two years after I passed the whole process. I must say that I am supremely disappointed that they did not present our certificates to us today. Today was a simple ceremony at the Perangsang Golf Resort in Templer's Park.

Before the ceremony.

My ever supportive family.

Vineeta and I.

My family and I after I received my badge.

King's Scout Badge.

My peers from DU. Yes, I am the only DU guy from my year unfortunately.

Vineeta, Emily, Melody and I.

King's Scouts from 147 Petaling.
Seng Keat, Kentrick, Fook Hoy, Wei Liam and Benjamin.

My juniors.

The older batch.

Although there was nothing majestic about the ceremony and many shortcomings about it (such as us not getting our certificates even after 2 years and no royalty attending), I am very happy that I achieved this Award. "Why ?", you ask. Because the journey undertaken to achieve this Award has been nothing but rewarding. Countless camping nights, countless miles hiked, new friends made, new skills fostered, new experiences explored, new places seen and the list is too long to name. This journey has made me who I am and taught me invaluable lessons. I strongly encourage those young scouts who aspire to achieve their King's Scout Award. My only regret is that I will not be in Malaysia to guide those after me to walk down this road.

Things I Want To Do With You

2009-08-14T20:27:00.006+10:00

1. Hold your hand until we both grow old.

2. Travel around the world with you and have many wonderful adventures.

3. Rob a bank together.
You know it will be fun. Plus we get to look awesome.

Kuala Lumpur, Hello.

2009-08-07T15:51:00.003+10:00

Home seemed so far away a few months ago. But now I am home just for a week to see family, friends, eat good food and get some important business done.

This will be the only time I am home for some time to come. Those who are close to me know the main reason why I am back all of a sudden.

P.S.
What the heck is wrong with Malaysian weather ?

Random Picture of The Day - #8

2009-08-02T10:35:00.004+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

Credits to National Geographic and Flip Nicklin.

P-Weekend and Bush Week

2009-07-26T14:57:00.010+10:00

In Semester 1, we have Orientation Week (O-Week) to welcome the new students in Bruce and ANU. What happened in O-Week 2009 is a story for another time. In Semester 2, there is P-Weekend and Bush Week (first week in Semester 2) which is packed with activities as well to welcome any new students that come in during this time of the year.

Here's what happened during the past week or so during P-Weekend and Bush Week. First event occured last last Friday which was Scribble Bar Night. Idea is you bring a white shirt to the Buttery (our very own Bruce Bar) and scribble on everyone else.

Scribble, scribble, scribble.... Roo and Kathryn

More scribble. Kristina and Siang.

No space on your shirt ? No problem, there is always your body.

Hitting a club after a bar night as per Bruce tradition.

After that night, it was breakfast trivia in the morning, champagne included. So... drinking was resumed the next morning. Nothing too interesting that morning except for one table getting drunk a tad bit too fast. Later that night we had a Fire Pit Night. Was a pretty chilled night. Some casual drinks and sitting around a big fire in the cold Canberra winter just chilling out.

Fuer frei !

Dean, Aiko and I.

Mariella the Austrian.

A chilled night out by the fire.

And then last Sunday was Back To School Bar Night. It is a night where you dress in your old school uniform or someone else's or make up your own uniform. My school uniform is way cooler than all of of yours. Anyway...

Christian and I.

Tony Rusden.

Crutches didn't stop him from partying. What's your excuse ?

Christine and I. It's all about the ties.

Aiko is not in her Japanese school uniform. That skirt is way too long to be Japanese.

A great deal of thanks goes out to Miss Eleanor Cannon whose tie I stole for the night.

And finally, last Wednesday we had Christmas In July which Kathryn was able to witness first hand. This time people dressed up Christmas-themed for dinner and a bar night after. Dinner was slightly special with prawns and oysters. FREAKING OYSTERS for Hall food man !

A red candy cane with white stripes & a white candy cane with white stripes.

Mr. & Mrs. Claus reading out the Nice and Naughty List.

AJ.... the rather disturbing lunberjack. He is Bruce's jock afterall.

Dave, Oli and I. 2 partying doctors.

My stripes were gone. =(

P-Weekend and Bush Week was massive fun for most of us. We met and welcomed more new people into our community. Although the stress in Semester 2 will kick in, we will have more events to have our fun and enjoy it with our friends, both new and old.

Asian ?

2009-07-13T08:53:00.003+10:00

X: Lol Asian standards..
Y: Fuck them Asians la. Only know how to study and game. Not cool wan.
X: You also Asian la. Niama

Just Another Night At Bruce

2009-07-10T15:36:00.008+10:00

Bruce Hall or simply Bruce is the residential college which I stay at the Australian National University. I have been here for a year now and my stay has been nothing but splendid. The community is vibrant, energetic and most of all, friendly. People here are warm and approachable which makes settling in a simple task.

Thursdays at Bruce are known to be party nights as clubs around Canberra offer $2/$3 dollar drinks. It happens that yesterday was a Thursday and one of my friends who used to live on my floor, moved to a new room into Packard Wing (the self catered wing with a kitchen in the room). Ms Kat Gan invited some of us over to her new room for a room warming offering dinner. So a bunch of us crashed her room and cooked dinner together for a night of fun and amusement. Cooking was made interesting with 2 fire incidents. This prompted us to cover the smoke detector (which is actually not allowed, doh) so we don't set off the fire alarm. After dinner the crowd decided to hit a nearby club Mooseheads. What did you know, there was $2 jagerbombs that night. Fuuuuuuckkkkkk yeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..... I had too many jagerbombs to remember but the final tally was probably around 8 ? Oh and I stole a road sign on my way back.

Our host, Kat (right) with Cat.

Lachland with the burnt croissants. They were literally on fire.

The other chef, Ms Georgie Chudek.

Making bacons and hash browns for dinner, me likey.

Left to right: Phillip, Ragi, Kat, Gammy and Phillip

Cat and I.

Ragi decided to use the balcony as the toilet.

And Lachland too.

Gammy, Lachland, Ragi, Kat and Phillip. Notice the plastic bag.

Brucies hitting Mooseheads.

More Brucies.

And the sign which I acquired. Watch your step please.

A Broken Fellowship

2009-07-08T02:58:00.004+10:00

There are very few people whom I consider as my close friends. I knew all these while that some of them are undependable, unreliable. However, I never thought that any of them would disappoint me when things were important. I was proven wrong. When one person cannot rely on their "brothers" one tends to wonder what friendship is all about.

I believe I have never turned down requests for help when my close friends ask for it. I do not think I have disappointed any of you when it really mattered. When people dissed you, I defended you even if you did not ask for it. I was on your side when when you were clearly in the wrong. When you were in physical, financial or morale trouble, I helped you out. We planned everything so long ago. Everything was going to be alright. Until you all screwed up, big time. No sorry, no apology, no nothing.

The word "kakilang" used to mean so much to me. Now it does not mean a damn thing to me. Just a memory in the distant past. Sure we had great times together. Friends who are fun but unreliable when it matters, are friends I rather not have.

So much for "Money can earn later. But friends cannot be lost".

I Will Carry You

2009-07-05T13:02:00.005+10:00

"I will carry you to a sunset fairytale."

Our love story is just short that of a fairytale. I thank God everyday that He gave you to me.

Random Picture of The Day - #7

2009-07-02T00:35:00.005+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

A Dream In Paradise - Maldives
Credits to www.athousandandone.com

Passages of the Past

2009-06-23T08:56:00.003+10:00

"A man is always borned half sided. No matter how happy situations made him, he would only be half satisfied, half fulfilled. He only becomes whole and complete when he finds a lady to love. Because only then can he share the wonders of the world with that her and love her with everything he has."

The Day I Got My License

2009-06-20T04:59:00.005+10:00

Actually, not the day I got my license but the day I passed my driving examination. It actually takes a week for your license to be processed after you passed. So the day I passed my driving examination but I do not have a driving license I decided it was a good day to drive out with 2 of my good friends and have a drink. Since I did not have any driving license, I brought my driving examination papers with me, hoping that a "PASS" stamp on it will reduce the chances of a police giving me a fine. That and a RM50 in my wallet.

So I drove out that night when I was in Form 5 with my daddy's Proton Waja over to T and G's house to pick them up. When I was not so pro in driving back then, I was forgiven by T and G for being slow in everything. From reversing to parking to nudging out to a big road. T said on the journey "Whoa Aaron, real driver already ah. Got license already..." in which he got a reply "Actually I just passed my test today, so I haven't got my license yet." "Are you supposed to be driving ?" "Not really...."

Soon we arrived at William's safely. Then I noticed I had forgot to turn on my car lights during the entire journey. Whatever, we arrived safely anyway. We chilled there for a couple of hours. Then T got a phone call from his girlfriend. When T came back to the table after the call he told us things were not good between him and his girlfriend. G suggested that we drive to her house to surprise her so that T can be forgiven in the process. T and I thought it was a hell of a good idea.

So T guided the way to his girlfriend's house. 10 meters away from this girl's house there was a tree with flowers, T took a flower from that tree and walked up to her house. G and I were in the car about 5 meters away and out of sight but we were watching T. T had trouble contacting his girlfriend as she would not take any of his calls and it was late so he couldn't call the house. So T had to resort to calling one of her good friend's to tell her that he was outside. She finally came out surprised, accepted his whatever reasons and the flower too (of course she didn't know this flower came from a bush not too far away).

During the course of these events, a red Kenari drove pass us a few times. G said to me "What if they kidnap T ?" I said "I'll just ram this car into them then." Not too soon after a happy T came into the car and said everything between him and her are fine now. I remember these times well, a time when only a few kids in high school can drive and had a car.

It Does Make A Difference When Those Unseen Eyes Are Watching

2009-06-19T05:09:00.004+10:00

Dear friends,

I share with you today I story which I found on the internet thanks to my mummy. This story reminds me how much both my parents truly love me. If this story does touch you in any way, all I ask is that you share it with your friends.

Author: Michael A. Aun, FIC, LUTCF, CSP, CPAE Speaker Hall of Fame
One of the most remarkable sports stories I enjoy telling from the platform is about a football coach by the name of Lou Little, who coached at Georgetown University before going on to become famous at Columbia University. Coach Little had a big, strapping tackle on his team who was more like a teddy bear than a defensive tackle. In four years at Georgetown, the kid never missed a practice. In four years, he had nearly a 4.0 grade point ratio. And yet, in those four years, the kid never started, and the only time he ever got into the game was when Georgetown was 40 points ahead or 40 points behind.

Yet, Coach Little kept him on the team. He was a moral sparkplug, but he simply lacked the killer instinct that it takes to make it as a big time college tackle. Four days before the last game of the young man’s career, Coach Little received a telegram informing him that the young man’s only living relative, his father, had died suddenly. It was Coach Lou Little who was asked to pass on the bad news to the boy. “Son, I’m sorry to tell you that your dad died yesterday,” said the Coach. “You’re not a starter on our team and you won’t be starting on Saturday. Why not go home and take care of matters with your dad? We’ll see if we can win this one for you.”
On the day of the big game, Coach Little was a little bit surprised to look up and see the young man standing there in the locker room. He had a look of an eagle in his eye. This was not the same tackle he had coached the previous four years.

The boy pleaded with him: “Coach, you’ve got to play me today. I’ve never asked you for a favor, but I need to get in the game today. Just one play.” “Son, you’re not a starter. This game is for the championship,” he explained. “Just one play Coach,” he begged. “One play is all I want. If I screw up, take me right out.” The coach thought about it for a moment. What harm could it do to put him in on the kickoff? Georgetown won the toss and elected to defer to the second half, allowing the coach to put the kid on the field right away. The kick sailed two yards deep into the end zone. The receiver elected to run it out but only made it to the five yard line. Boom! The big strapping tackle greeted the kick receiver and dropped him in his tracks.

True to his word, the kid got up and ran off the field. Coach Little had kept his end of the bargain; now he would keep his. All he wanted was one play. As he ran off the field, Coach Little signaled for him to stay on the field. On the first play from scrimmage, the opposing quarterback called an audible and handed the ball off to his big bruising fullback who dove off tackle on a trap play, aimed right at this young man. He fought off the block, tossing the pulling guard to the ground. Boom! He greeted the 240 pound fullback and dropped him in his tracks. He hit him so hard that the kid was hauled off the field. That afternoon saw that young man make 15 unassisted tackles. He made 12 assisted tackles. He caused one fumble and recovered another. The clincher was the pass that he intercepted and returned for Georgetown’s winning touchdown. By any standards, that was a terrific year and he did it all in one afternoon.

When it was all over and done with and all the celebration had ended in the locker room, the only two remaining were Coach Little and the young man, standing there awkwardly looking at one another. The coach said, “Son, I owe you an apology. I thought I was a pretty fair judge of character. Never have I seen you perform the way you performed today. Have I judged you so poorly?” “Coach, you knew my dad died,” the boy said. “You knew my dad was blind.” “Yes, I’ve seen you leading him around the campus when he used to visit you,” said his coach. “Today was the first time my daddy ever saw me play.”
It does make a difference when those unseen eyes are watching.

Random Picture of the Day - #6

2009-06-12T01:39:00.003+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

"I want to go to a place where I can see two skies." - Lake St Mary

To My Friends Who Are Far Away

2009-06-08T21:23:00.012+10:00

Last semester I have had the privilege to know Mauricio, Felipe, Michael and Ellis. They were exchange students. Mauricio and Felipe are from Columbia, Michael is from South Africa and Ellis is from California. We got along really well given where each of us came from. They were kind enough to share laughter, fun and culture with me.

Mauricio taught me that Malaysians complain too much and that weed in Columbia is extremely cheap. Felipe is just cool with his cool persona. Both the Colombians have a very prominent Spanish accent and they were loved for that. Michael is always being the tourist that he is taking pictures of anything and everything. He even wanted to take pictures when I was riding with him a police car. Ellis told me that I was more American than Malaysian and that I would fit perfectly into the American lifestyle.

Mauricio and I during Toga.

Ellis and I. You damn Yank.

Michael and Felipe during one of our biking trips.

Felipe and I.

Michael and I in front of Parliament.

Why must you all go back ? I miss all of you guys.

All of us during the Floriade Festival.

Michael, Paul, Mauricio, Zach, Lil, Soph, Ed and Georgie during our roadtrip to Bateman's Bay.

Know that Bruce Hall is not the same without you guys. We will meet again soon. Till' then, take care my dear friends. Who said Canberra is boring ? It's massive fun with the right people.

Random Picture of the Day - #5

2009-06-06T20:19:00.006+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

"Where are they now ?" Genting 2008

Left to right: Lionel, Gary, Sern, Ken, Deric, Aaron, Tatty, Jien and Shaun
Note: Choong Wai is supposed to be in there, but I can't find him.

Last Night

2009-06-05T19:05:00.005+10:00

Last night you were sleeping next to me
Last night I held your hand to sleep
Last night I woke up in the night, grasped my hand but I didn't feel yours
I looked around my empty room
Last night I dreamt that you were right next to me
It felt so real
I forgot you were more than a hundred miles away
I gave myself a small smile and a whisper "I love you"
Last night I went back to bed, alone physically
Not alone emotionally
Because I know someone is thinking of me too.

Random Picture of the Day - #4

2009-05-29T15:03:00.004+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

I want to pinch a penguin. Because they are so adorable.

The Love of My Life.

2009-05-26T16:15:00.001+10:00

Five and a half years ago (November 2003), I met a girl at a camp in Lumut. I wanted to speak to her, but I did not as she was very attractive and many guys were always around her. So during this camp we never got the chance to speak to each other. For three years and a bit I kept this girl on my MSN contact and we never spoke. It was a twist of fate that made me first talk to her after so long regarding her display picture. Through chatting with her I found out that she was a very interesting person. One day, we agreed to meet up at a local shopping mall while she was working.

When the night which we agreed to meet came, I had some difficulty locating where she was working at. When I finally saw her, the first words I said to her in person was "I found you". These words would later become very appropriate words as little did I know this girl would soon become my girlfriend of 2 years. Much has happenned between and to us since then.

A-Levels Annual Ball 2007.

Sexy red and classy black.

I will allow everything to go by. So that only you and I will remain.

Right before I left for the Jamboree in UK, 2007.

Genting 2007.

New Years Day 2008.

A-Levels Annual Ball 2008.

You, my family and I. My grandma's 80th birthday 2008.

Pangkor Laut Resort 2008.

Brisbane 2009.

Gold Coast 2009.

Will be.... for now, forever.

I know I am 2 days late but I was not able to post this earlier. Happy second anniversary my beloved Kathryn.

"You and I are flawed and incomplete in our own way like puzzles. It is when our flaws and emptiness fit perfectly into each other that a perfect picture emerges."

Recent Conversations

2009-05-19T13:47:00.004+10:00

A, T and G are so called best-friends.

A calls G from Australia.
A: What you doing ?
G: Talking to a girl.... can call back later ?
A: ...... Fuck you

A messages T to share some problems.
A: Skype ?
T: I'm going to audio with this girl back in Malaysia right now.
A: ......
T: Why, is it important ?
A: Who the hell is it ?
T: This pretty girl la
A: ...... Fuck you

Conclusion : the saying "bros before hoes" does not ever hold especially when your guy friends are horny assholes.

On a not so recent note, X calls Z
X: Wei, what you doing ?
Z: With my girlfriend, why ?
X: When you going to break up ?
Z: ......

Random Picture of the Day - #3

2009-05-15T12:29:00.004+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

"Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic." Frank Herbert, in his novel Dune

A Night in Genting 2007

2009-05-12T18:22:00.016+10:00

The guys and I decided that in August 2007 we would go up Genting to stay at Kenneth's place there and indulge ourselves in the 3 main pleasures of life which is drinking, eating and gambling.

We all gathered at Kenneth's place during the evening. The guys were all ranting about their lives as they all had a recent fallout with their other halves. I was laughing at their rants which I got scolded for. We all agreed that we would drive up in Kenneth's car so I all had to make sure everything was in his car as my so-called bestfriends are very "reliable".

1. 2 bottles Chivas Regal - checked
2. 1 bottle Absolute Rasberry - checked
3. Poker chips - checked
4. Radio - "Gary, you brought your radio ar ?" Checked.
5. Fan - "Wei Ken, your house got portable fan or not ?" "No...." "WTF, your house NO FAN ?? Someone go Gary's house take now."
6. Sleeping bags - checked

When everything was accounted for, Kenneth remembered he had to get his apartment key from his dad. So Kenneth and I drove out to meet his dad to get the keys. We arrived at his dad's office only to find the keys were in his glove compartment all along - 40 minutes wasted.

So finally, we began driving up Genting.

Tat Ren and I in the car.

Mr. Seah

So we finally arrived at Kenneth's place in Genting. Chucked all our things at the apartment and it was dinner time by then. So we headed down to the bak kut teh restaurant downstairs for our meal. During dinner they started their ranting again and again I couldn't help myself but laugh at them which I got told "Laugh what laugh har ? You go fight with your girlfriend now."

After dinner we went back to the apartment to start gambling and drinking. It was one of my first few times playing Texas Hold Em' Poker, so I kinda got bullied during the game.

We were over ambitious when drinking was concerned.

Mr. Chiam reading an interesting magazine from UK.

Mr. Yew's underwear. We stole it when he was in the toilet.

Until around 12pm, we decided to drive up to Genting Hotel to hangout and chill there. Walking around we remembered and talked about the numerous times that we were there before.

I have no idea what we were posing as.

Mr. Liew, Mr. Seah and Mr. Yew.

Soon after we returned to the apartment to resume gambling and drinking.

"Wei.... you calling or raising wan ?"

"You think funny is it. Call with a pair 2. FUCK. I got nothing."

"Tek Tek ah Tek Tek.... faster la...."

With an obviously drunk face and tone "You all drunk.... ah ? My gosh, damn WEAK la you all."

"Aiyooo..... my head feels like shit la. Cannot think.... Aiya, call la call la.... whatever la."

The 5 of us.

Soon all of us passed out due to an over intake of alcohol. Tat Ren and I slept on the only bed. Tat Ren built a barrier between us because he was afraid I would touch him. Half way sleeping I heard someone spewing in the toilet - apparently someone had too much to drink although he called everyone else weak.

A sleeping Tat Ren.

Lovebirds

The 4 of them after waking up.

We all woke up late the next day in the afternoon. We were starving but decided to have lunch back home. Unfortunately we couldn't leave immediately as none of us were feeling too well to drive due to last night's alcohol. So after the driver got a hold of himself and was in a reasonable condition to drive, we drove back home. We only got to KFC at 5pm for "lunch".

What's with all the black ?

With this, we had completed our annual tradition of going up Genting for whatever reasons. If you all do continue this tradition this year in 2009, I am afraid I would not be able to make it as I would not be home this year. I am sure you all will have great fun even without me, as we always do every year. Special thanks to Kenneth Liew for providing us with the accommodation.

Some Sex Jokes

2009-05-10T23:24:00.003+10:00

Some sex jokes taken from http://www.fmylife.com/ so credits to them.

Today, I had drunk sex with a girl that I barely know. I didn't have a condom and was nervous about getting her pregnant, but she assured me that I could pull out. Right when I was about to pull out, she wrapped her legs around me and yelled : "BE MY BABY'S DADDY!" I couldn't get out in time. FML

Today, my mother and I went to Wal-Mart to buy pads. I suggested I get tampons instead, so that I can go swimming at my boyfriend's cottage. My mother then goes to the nearest store employee and asks, "excuse me, if my daughter uses a tampon, does that mean she is no longer a virgin?" FML

Today, I had to run to catch my train, so I didn't get the chance to buy a ticket. When the conductor was in sight, I saw he was a young man and I opened my top a little, in hopes of not having to pay a fine. When I told him I didn't buy a ticket he said: "Close your top, I'm gay". FML

Today, I was talking to my mom. During the conversation she randomly asked me "does he take his leg off when you guys are having sex?" Referring to the guy I've been seeing who has a prosthetic leg. My dad then asked "does he beat you with it too if you've been naughty?" FML

Today, I was laying in bed naked and blindfolded. I told my boyfriend he could do anything he wanted to me. About 30 minutes later I get out of bed and find him in the computer room play World of Warcraft. His friends needed him. FML

Today, this girl and I were chilling in my apartment and things got heated up and we started making out. One thing lead to another and the next thing I knew she was giving me head. I was getting ready to bust when she stopped, looked up into my eyes and said "Do you believe in Jesus?" FML

Today, I went to get a condom because my boyfriend and I were going to have sex for the first time. When I opened the drawer, I saw that every single condom had a Jesus pin stabbed through it, and a note on top of the box: "love mom." FML

Today, while I was making out with my boyfriend, he left my dorm suddenly without telling me where he was going. A few hours later, he texted me to tell me that being with me made him feel dirty and he had gone to confession. He then called me a sinner. FML

Today, my boyfriend broke up with me. He said I was way too good at sex so I must have lied about not having much experience, and he "wouldn't be with someone who is hiding something." WTF? FML

Today, I jokingly told my Mom that I was having sex with my Professor. Her response was, "As long as you're getting A's honey!" ... FML

Today, I heard my sister masturbating in her room. I took the dog around the block to get out of the house, and I came back to see her leaving her room... my electric toothbrush in her hand. FML

Today, I decided to send my boyfriend a pic text of me naked. I accidently sent it to my dad and got a text back saying "You definitely take after your mom". FML

Today, I had just gotten over the flu and thought I was better. So me and my boyfriend decided to have sex. As I was about to orgasm, I puked all over his face. He was so disgusted that he ended up throwing up on me as well. FML

Today, I finally got the chance to sleep with a girl from home who I'd wanted for a long time. She has low blood pressure problems though, and when things got hot, she passed out while she was on top of me, fell and hit her head on the night stand. FML

Today, I was having sex with a guy that I just met, and when I thought he was about to orgasm, he actually had an asthma attack. FML

Today, I tried for the first time putting a condom on my boyfriend using my mouth. I freaked out, swallowed, and started choking on the condom. FML

Today, I found out that the guy I've been having sex with for over a month didn't know my name until today. No wonder he always ever called me 'baby.' FML

Today, I went to my girlfriend's sorority formal, we were both drunk. We went into the bathroom, she started to give me head. After about 30 seconds the song changes and she jumps up and goes out to dance, leaving me there. Door open. Penis out. It was the song she requested. FML

Credits also to my girlfriend who told me about the website in the first place.

A Night At Tat Ren's House

2009-05-08T21:39:00.008+10:00

A fair bit of my high school and college life involves going over to my best friends' houses to watch movies & football matches, play poker & mah jong or just to chill and hangout.

The following event took place when I was in Form 5 or my first year in college, I cannot be sure. There was a big football game so all of us decided to watch it together at Tat Ren's house. As per usual during half time we would buy Brother John's Burger in Uptown (which has the best burgers in Malaysia by the way, do not even doubt me on this). So after stuffing ourselves with 2 or 3 burgers each, we had more or less the following conversation (as far as I remember):

Fool whose football team won: HAHA, we WON. What a good game. [insert other team name here] are such losers.
Fool whose football team lost: MCBKNN la. Your team was damn lucky ok. We should have won.
Etc etc went on when suddenly,

Fool #1: EYH TAT, you got webcam ar ?
Tat Ren: Yea, it's right there.
Fool #1: Damn cool la, how good is the picture and video quality ?
Tat Ren: Quite good la actually. Let me show you.

Tat Ren then turns on the webcam and
Fool #1,2,3 and 4: WHOA quite cool ar.... (Sounding like total idiots)
Fool #2: I KNOW ! Let's make a video with your webcam. A cool video.
Fool #3: OH MAI GAWD. I always wanted to make a video. Let's do it !
Fool #4: Ya ya ya good idea good idea.

So the following video was made by Fool #1,2,3,4 and 5 starring themselves.

Due to the fact that the people in this video want to remain anonymous, I shall not reveal their identities.

An Opportunity to Realize True Human Nature Presents Itself

2009-05-06T22:30:00.003+10:00

Dear friends,

I write to you today to share with you an amazing story a friend sent to me 3 years ago, I have saved it in my e-mail since then. I am sure I have shared it with some of you. But I today I decided that I should share it again. I hope that it touches you the way that it did to me. If this story does move you, all I ask is that you share it with others as well. :)

An opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself.
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.
After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

"He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?" The audience was stilled by the query. The father continued. "I believe that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child." Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think they'll let me play?"
Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and a few boys nodded approval, why not? So he took matters into his own hands and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning." Shay struggled over to the team's bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat. At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat.

Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible 'cause Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher. The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!" Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay" Shay reached Third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, "Shay, run home!" Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team."That day," said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "The boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world." Shay didn't make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his father so happy and coming home and seeing his mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

Credits to Ms Wai Kar Leng for sending me this e-mail 3 years ago.

Random Picture of the Day - #2

2009-05-05T00:16:00.005+10:00

"Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs."

This happens when you're in a mall during infection day.

Random Picture of the Day - #1

2009-05-04T01:20:00.004+10:00

My first random picture of the day. Some make you ponder, others take your breath away and the rest just for laughs.

Elements
Credits to Anda Bereczky

My Brothers, my Kakilang

2009-05-03T15:32:00.018+10:00

In life, some people are lucky enough to find themselves 1 best friend to make their days fun, look out for them, take care of them when needed, make them laugh, cry with them and an extra house they can sleep in. I consider myself very lucky in this regard as I have 5 best friends (at least I consider them so). Let me start by telling you how I met each of them chronologically.

#1 Lionel Seah Yuan Jih
During the first day of school in Standard 1, Lionel and I were in the same class and took the same bus home. My mummy met Lionel's mother then too. So Lionel's mother asked me to make sure that Lionel is on the bus with me everyday.

Lionel and I in Genting Bak Kut Teh Restaurant.

#2 Chiam Tat Ren
Forgive me buddy, but I actually forgot how we met for the first time. I know I have known you since Standard 3. I was there for your Standard 5 and 6 birthdays. Do post these videos if you have them.

Tat Ren and I sat next to each other for 3 years in high school.

#3 Gary Yew Wei Ming
Gary and I first got acquainted back in Standard 6. I was at home enjoying a computer game when suddenly my house bell rang. I went out to find a friend and another person outside. This other person was wearing a white shirt but was half covered in mud. This other person said "I fell into the deep part of the river, can I borrow a shirt from you?" Since then Gary and I started to hangout.

Gary and I during Graduation Day.

#4 Chew Jien Hoong
In Form 1, I was a probationary prefect hopeful of becoming a full-fledge prefect. I was stationed at a particular spot during recess and I found that the person stationed at the same place I am was a tall, white looking fella. We introduced ourselves to each other and since then we became close friends.

Jien and I during Y.E. AGM 2005. I look darn young and this fella never changed one bit.

#5 Kenneth Liew Vui Khen
In Form 1 again, Jien introduced me to a friend of his from primary school during Moral Class (my class had Moral period with 1 Cempaka, Jien's class). He was a very tall and shy (back then la, now he damn gangsta already) chap. He told me his name was Kenneth.

Kenneth and I during his surprise birthday party in 2007.

It has been at least 7 years since I knew all of you. Indeed we have been through so much together. If I was to even tell about the highlights of our stories, it would be a very long story, so I would leave that for another day. So many things have changed since we first met. We used to look different, we used to be in the same school. Now 3 of you are in Adelaide, 2 of you are back home and I am in Canberra. Thank you for everything, I pray for you all everynight and I look forward to going to Vegas with you all in 2012.

"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that gives value to survival." C. S. Lewis

First post, King's Scout Code of Conduct 2007

2009-04-23T15:53:00.034+10:00

I would probably have told some of you about this event in my life. But I probably just told you briefly about it. So now I am going to give a more complete picture of it.

In order to achieve the King’s Scout Award, my peers and I had to pass the King’s Scout Code of Conduct. This ordeal consisted of an approximately 100km hike over a 5 day course. During these days, we would be evaluated on our physical & mental strength, character and perseverance. In this 5 days we would have to conduct research on places we walked past (such as historical places), do community service, endure the searing and unforgiving heat of the sun and look out for our peers. This event took place in and around the historical city of Melaka.

Much preparation was done leading up to this event such as gathering the appropriate items (we needed tents, stoves, raincoats, food, etc). The first day we left Pudu Bus Station for Melaka. When we arrived in Melaka, we were high in spirits (we would need this later on as we had a lot ahead of us).

My patrol, Patrol Bendahara.

I will now skip to the highlights of this journey to not bore the reader. During the first day, we walked past Dataran Sejarah (this is the place Tunku Abdul Rahman announced that Malaya will soon recieve her independence from the British).

The clock tower at Dataran Sejarah

After that, we were at the Melaka Zoo. One of our assignments was too find out the scientific names of 20 animals there (oh gee, exciting). It was here that Vineeta conveniently called her brother/sister at home to find out the answers online for our patrol. No, this is not cheating, it is using your brains to save time.

Some Rhinoceros and I. I would go in there to pinch them, but I might not have an ass left after.

After the zoo, we walked into a forrest reserve to spend the night. At the end of the day we walked approximately 18km. You might think "That is not that far...". Well, this is what we had to carry.

The amount of stuff we have to carry when we are hiking.

Walking into the forest reserve. I am at the most right with my cheap yellow RM5 bottle from Giant.

Inside those overstudffed bags are our change of clothes, raincoat, cooking equipment, maps, food, water, sleeping bag. Aside our bags, we needed to carry staffs. We also took turns to carry a tent. Walking so much after just one day, I was surprised we were still able to stand. 1 day done, 4 more days to go. Exhausted but not jaded, we took turns to shower in the not very fancy toilet in the forrest.

Melody and Emily. Being happy after their shower.

The next day we continued our hike. Highlights of the second day was Taman Mini Malaysia (a heritage site of Malaysia) and Fort A' Famosa. The downside was the same, heavy bags and the scorching heat.

Flag ceremony before we went on our way during the second day.

Vineeta and I.

Justin and I in front of a traditional Malay house.

Riding the bus was an extreme luxury allowed by our testers for one journey. Escaping the heat and resting our shoulders and legs.

Fort A' Famosa

The statue of Saint Francis Xavier

This statue has a very interesting tale to it. Notice that right hand of this statue is not in place. Story goes that when Saint Francis Xavier passed away he was briefly burried in Melaka. Specifically in St Paul's Church. The Vatican ordered that his right hand be detached from his body to determine whether he was a Saint. If the hand was still bleeding after a month, he would be canonized (proclaimed a Saint). This did happen and he was canonized on March 12, 1622 by Pope Gregory XV. Saint Fancis Xavier's incorrupt body (meaning it suffered little or no decompositon) is now at the Basilica of Bom Jesus in Goa. Now to the interesting part of the tale, some years later this statue was erected in honour of Saint Francis Xavier with its right hand in place. Just a few days later, a tree fell and broke this statue's right hand away. Yes, only it's right hand.

Now back to my story. Later in the second day, we were told we needed to walk to a far away beach called Pantai Puteri (it was far away indeed).

I was half dead when we were not even half way to the beach.

A picture taken while we were walking there.

When we finally arrived, we were asked to do some marching. We were tired, but we still marched darn well if you ask me.

We spent our second night camping on the beach. It was a good change of scenery for us.

Our bus ride on the third day.

Ming Hui and I walking through Jonker Street. I was kind enough to help him carry his pile of junk.

The third and fourth days went by relatively fast for us. The fourth night we attended an event which the Prime Minister and the King was present. It was a festival to celebrate Chinese New Year.

Some of us during the festival.

One of the Agong's cars. I said one because there were 10 other ones just like this. (Just a thought, why does the Agong go around in a Mercedes ? Shouldn't he be brought about in Proton Perdana ? If you get what I am getting at.)

The fifth and final day has finally arrived. Not a moment too soon. After some more hiking and research in Melaka, we departed Melaka for Pudu Raya, then to Petaling Jaya.

Still high in spirits after 4 days and about 90km later.

Mr Shaun Lim. After 5 days of walking with heavy packs, under the searing sun, it is no wonder most of us fell asleep on the bus home.

Jaric and I on the bus home. Surprisingly, we conversed all the way home instead of sleeping.

Kentrick and I with our scoutmaster, Sir Colin after the closing ceremony. Notice how dark we are compared to our scoutmaster. Fortunately this was in February, I had enough time to become fairer before I met my girlfriend-to-be in April.

All the participants of Petaling District's King's Scout Code of Conduct 2007.

If I were to tell you the whole story, it would be too long to tell. Most of you would not believe some of it anyway. Looking back, I was surprised I made it that far. There were so many instances where I just wanted to give up. More than half the time I just wanted to drop my bag, my everything and just go home. I cannot explain what kept me going. I am sure my peers felt the same way at least once during this journey. Somehow, we were able to find the strenght deep inside ourselves to overcome this challenge. Our spirit and perseverance, overcame the long hike, the blazing sun, our overweight bags and the lack of sleep for 5 days.

Why the sudden Blog ?

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Someone once told me some time ago "You have such many interesting stories to share. You also have such many pictures of these stories. Why not share them through a blog ?".

So after much contemplation, I decided to share with people some of these stories. My stories. Most of these stories will be of me, but some not of me.

I dedicate this blog to God, my ever loving parents, my beloved Kathryn, my cherished friends and whoever that is willing to hear or read my stories.