Look & See

Look, and you find that an african woman is craddling her child on a plain;
See, and you find that she's holding the only thing in the world she has - her child.

Look, and you find that a mother is caning her tearful child;
See, and you find that the mother is caning her tearful child in tears;

Look, and you find your friend wearing the same pair of shoes as he did 5 years ago;
See, and you find that it is the only pair of shoes your friend could afford.

Look, and you hate your friend for criticising you;
See, and you hate yourself for hating your friend in the beginning.

Are you looking, or seeing?

I went bouldering today

and as a result, my fingers are aching. Even if you can do a million chin-ups, it doesn't guarantee you a good climber. What you need on your hands are not muscles, but callouses.

In case if you don't know what is bouldering

Poem – nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006

This poem was nominated by the UN as the best poem of 2006
Written by an African Kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray
And you calling me colored?

The sculptor and the stone

There was a sculptor, and he found a special stone. He dragged it home and worked on it for months until it was finally finished. When he was ready, he showed it to his friends and they said, "You have created a great statue". The sculptor said, "I have not created anything. The statue was always there. I just cleared away the small pieces".

It's from Rambo III, 1988.

almost done

people, almost done, next thursday is the day.

sorry people!

blogging temporarily unavailable from now until

December

exams coming...

come back after december la

Shock Therapy

Anyone in for a Shock Treatment?

Pn. Chan said it's for those sinking in studies.

It's where you shock yourself back to life after a period of death in studies

Well, I'm in and I don't have a choice.

Believe it or not, rain or shine, trust me i'm getting through this exam, for the final time before a great retreat.

Pathetique

I left my pencil box outside my class yesterday over recess, and guess what?

My black pen & highlighter got stolen

And the thief didn't close my pencil box after the theft (unprofessional-yo)

Chattering of monkeys

I had a little chatter with Esther today, turns out that 3 years can really turn Fido Dido to Senator/Terminator Arnie =)

Heart warming

I was reading and thinking to myself, "Readers' Digest is really a good read", when i came across this article - The Love I'll Never Forget.

This guy recalls his first love during the summer breaks and all the sweeeeeeeeet things they did together (all the extra "ee's" because he wrote out ALOT of the things they'd done together). A few years later he got a call saying the girl has died in a plane crash, and oh the pain in between his lines, even I, just by reading his article can feel it!

All these calls for a greater appreciation to our loved ones, isn't it?


"Never take anything for granted."
- My mum

Random

Have you heard anyone laughing like they're braying? =P

That is a lot!

Went flower-plucking at a Christian cemetery yesterday from 0930-1200 to decorate the Easter cross for this morning's Easter worship service. And guess what i've been rewarded with?

41 mosquito bites on my right leg

and

33 on my left leg!

that sums up to 74 bites on both legs!!!

Another hilarious one

Yesterday when I was going home, i met my classmates, Yue Ting (the ultra quiet and shy) & Pui Kay (math genius) at the LRT station. As we were talking about studies and preparations for the coming examinations, Pui Kay told me how she chooses ONLY the difficult maths questions to do (save time wor, she said) [genius ma].

We then talked about the best time to study.

So, Pui Kay said that afternoon is not a good time to study, because it's too hot!

Addison: oh ya lo yalo, then what do u do?

Pui Kay: Afternoon, can oni do those things that do not need to use brain wan lo

Addison: oh, like drawing the graphs in Pengajian Am?

Pui Kay: No

Addison: huh? then wat?

Pui Kay: Maths

and I went *CHA DOU*!!!!!!!!!

Of quotations and jokes

This joke happened today at approximately 1300hrs during Maths class with Miss Yap.

Billy: F***! (laughs with Daryl)

Addison: huh?

Billy: nah, Daryl's helping me to cut down on using the F-word, but I just can't stop when he's around!

(the 3 laughes)
_______________________________________________

Daryl: bla bla... bla.. oxymoron... bla...

Addison: eh Daryl, what's "oxymoron"?

Daryl: an "Oxymoron" is a word that has both opposite meanings together. Example is BitterSweet..

Addison: pretty ugly?

Daryl: ah yes!

Addison: oh, ya (remembered a fren telling him what "oxymoron" meant)

Daryl: Actually, u can use oxymorons in an interesting way, like "Billysmart"

Billy: %*&!#$)_+!!!!!!!! (while Addison & Daryl breaks into a loud laughter)

(while A & D still laughing), Billy: yea u can oso use DarylStu.. DarylIntelligent!!

but while he said "DarylStu..", A&D burst into another streak of intense laughter. At this, Miss Yap came into the conversation.

Miss Yap: Daryl, what is the range of the equation y=|x|-5? Can u draw out the graph of y=|x|-5?
Addison, tell me the range of y=(x^2)+3. Can u draw out the graph in front?

this is the time when A&D went,

A&D: eh Billy, how how HOW?!?!?!?!?!

Billy with the Prof. Stephen Hawking tone (to A&D): u need to draw the graph first, like this like this, then like this...

This accounts to the most interesting event that happened today, I guess. By the way, we'll still help you with the F-word spree, rest assured. (haha!!)

Despite us laughing together, or should I say, laughing at him, Billy still saved our donkeys. I guess, after all, we should be a lil' more considerate towards him.

Right Billysmart?

Tagged by Chi Yeen

Here are the rules and regulations:
1. Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.
2. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.
3. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. i dowan 2 tag ppl la.
4. No tags back!!

1. I dislike balloons & any form of potentially explosive items
2. People singing/playing music out of tempo without knowing it themselves (and still enjoys the music) pisses me off VERY easily
3. I hate afternoon naps
4. I can drum for 3hrs non-stop
5. A fact: I can't stop my hands&fingers from drumming on anything
6. Bathing is the time when ALOT of my inspirations come, be it drumming or philosophy (if i'm angry, i get a shower and i see through everything dy)
7. Andrew Hon is to me an examplary Good Samaritan
8. Whoever condemns Andrew, i will condemn
9. I'm figuring out the definition of "addition" at the moment
10. Random thoughts: To all Christians out there, giving the other side of your cheek to be slapped doesn't imply non-resistance on our side. That's a misinterpretation.
11. I stare alot, but actually i'm virtually drumming as i stare
12. I have a police inspector cousin who's in charge of a balai polis in Puchong (sumthn lik dat)
13. I'm a Prison Break freak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
14. A person once showed me a picture in the newspaper of a woman with a shawl (tudung) over her head and while pointing to the woman, the person said to me, "Astronaut"
15. I eat RM1 of vege everyday lest i constipate, sedangkan everybody else eats onlyRM0.50 (it's an obsession, so...) random enuf?

speakin bout being random, once during math class, Daryl and I wanted to prank on Kean Hoe, so we played random.

Addison: Eh Kean Hoe, i didn't know u shaved ur armpit hair!
(it's a random question, we don't know the truth, haha!)

Kean Hoe: huh?

Daryl: We din noe u got shave ur armpit hair.

Kean Hoe: oh..

*pause*

*continues his maths for a while before looking back at us blankly*

Kean Hoe looking very innocently(to both of us): eh, this a kind of psychology test rite?

Daryl & I = *speechless*

*looks at each other*

*bursts into a non-stop laughter*

Kean Hoe, u're reli The Random King, hands down for me =P

CNY break!

Taiping's view was great. Greens paved along the road as i jogged pass them. People reside on one side of my path, while on another side lies a serene painting of nature. As I swift passed the road, i saw a junction on my right and went in. Lalangs grew on both my sides, heads high. Everything was quiet, everything was peaceful. This side of Taiping, as its name tells, is what appears in my mind when i hear the word.

Went to Penang too on Tuesday! Dropped by the beach and this is the result!

Addison: Hey jie, look at the yacht behind us, it's so nice!
Angel (look at her eyes): Let the yacht alone! Can't u see, er, u noe, *sweaty palms* u see what's in between my slippers?!

Addison: Stop staring at that piece of thing, now look at the camera, jz for this shot pls
Angel (Obssessive Compulsive Disorder patient): I can't reli help it man *shivers* okok, jz for this shot, quick!

Addison: Look there!

Angel: ya rite

Dad comes into the scene

Wanted to do a Hulk Hogan pose, too late, camera *clicks*

Thank the sunny weather, too hot to continue, starting to sweat, haha!

End up oni took 5 shots.

The next time CNY drives pass me, i'm gona be jumpin' for joy,

cheering the words of the old Negro spiritual:

"Free at last!

Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, I'm free at last!"

I'm off for a week!

going to 18-UP camp tomorrow until next thursday =)

December

December!

The month people claim to be of utter pleasure and full of fun! But for the sixth formers, it's a month of utter pressure and mundane.

Anyway, 'tis the month thou hath given to us thine Son

I've been reading this book entitled, "Why Beethoven Threw The Stew". It talks about the lives of the greatest composers. One thing i noticed from all of their stories is that, they all are considered "nuts" (they would kill me if they see this, according to the bookwriter) by the people around them.

Take for example,
Our musical cantatas are an annual event rite?

It takes months and months of practices rite?

Well, for Bach and his church, it's a weekly routine.

Give a primary school kid a "Mary Had A Little Lamb" piano sheet

and they would be lost rite?

Well, for child prodigy Mozart (moats-art),

he was rolling around on the table, playing when,

given a look at the work of a great composer

that other musicians are studying,

he pointed out a wrong note in seconds.

See a young man practises his piano,

and he would gladly (proudly too) play even more difficult pieces.

Well, let Beethoven (Bay-toh-ven) notice you watching him practise,

he would burst into anger and the next thing you know,

your friends would be attending your funeral (maybe a lil' exaggerated XD)

Go to a mental asylum,
and you could hardly meet anyone who knows music,

let alone seeing a piano.

Well, Robert Schumann spent his days in one.

But they also share another thing - they don't care what others say about them.

So it's really kind of up to us, isn't it?

Spend the rest of your life being conscious of what others say

and limit your own capabilities,

or live like it does not matter what they say,

and be a Beethoven or Mozart or Bach.

You choose

=)

I killed a fly!

With my foot!!

can u believe it?

It was during musical practice in church

I was squating on the floor

I saw this young lil' fly

I asked my sister,

"Jie, do you think i can kill the fly?"

"No"

so, i gave up hope to even try to shoo it away

Eventually, it flew away,

no,

it was hovering in circles before me.

and just for the fun of it,

I reached out my left foot,

slapped it on the floor.

And guess wat?!

there was the dead young lil' fly on the ground under my foot!!

proud of my achievement - killing a fly with my foot,

I told Esther (which was near me)

"Esther! Esther! I killed a fly with my foot!"

i expected a reply from her that sounds something like this

"Wa, with foot ah?! so geng!"

Instead, she gave me a reply like this

"YIER!! so disgusting la u!"

and i went monologuing, sulking XD

"Oh, what an interesting reply"

My dead fly is then left on the church floor, without a decent burial

I later saw a small red mark on the floor,

of which I believed that someone stepped on the fly, and continue dragging his/her shoe over the dead fly's pathetic body, causing the whole fly to be splattered without a trace - or maybe with a lil' trace - of it's body on the floor(fuish, sounds like the sleuth Mr. Monk)

anyway, till we meet again, small lil' fly XD

(p.s. - call me lame only if u've tried doing it and have succeeded)

An Autumn in Korea

A picture paints a thousand words, so they say, eh?

As usual, wherever I go, my love remains with me

This is what a typical Korean market looks like

Want a piece of me?!

me in the background
(work of Sis)

Look at the canyon between those front teeth!! XD
(sorry esther, haha!)

In the church, before Sunday morning service

Look at me

Talk about marshmallows

At the Osanli Prayer Mountain

Our typical pose

A sight to behold