Sunday, May 30, 2010
Hi everyone!
I think I have a lot to tell you; including my B-Day, Basketball friendly at INTI COLLEGE, and…..
I’ve been trying to find the time to write in the Blog about my recent life.
Well, once again, the blog I’m about to post is one of the few I wrote in March, which might not be the latest news but I’ll post it anyway.
And I REALLY REALLY want to thank you for all those messages for my B-Day, and ….. Everything else….
Today, maybe I’ll just talk about my basketball team and team-mates tales and gives some inside track on my compadres.
- Best trainer – Jo. He’s such a good passer, and his team always wins in training.
- Worst trainer – I’d say Gian and Paul. They must be saving themselves for the games.
- Who’s the fittest member of the squad? Matt or Paul. They’re both explosive players and can run at the same pace in the last minute of a game as they can in the first.
- Who tries out the most outrageous skills? Obvious… Jeremy. Matt tries to compete, but to no avail!
- Most competitive and toughest players? Matt, Darren, and Jo. There are some big knocks every time playing with them. Maybe they don’t like their team-mates. =.=’
- Does anyone play out of position? No, the captain Jo doesn’t let us. Back in the day I used to play up front in training. But that was stopped – [LAUGHS] I think I was too much of a threat to the forwards. LOL
- Joker in the dressing room – The sly joker is Darren. People don’t suspect him, but when something’s going on he is normally involved. Jon and Darren are always at the centre of pranks with player’s clothes. Me? I don’t get involved. It’s not my game. I’m a very mature member of the squad now so I don’t get drawn into young boy’s antics! LOL
- Most intelligent player – Edwin would like to think he’s the most intelligent. I’d probably put myself up there, though [LAUGHS]. But seeing as Edwin thinks he’s the most intelligent, let’s let him believe it. Ha-ha...
- Person you’d least like to have on your quiz team – Got to be Ando (Andus). Considering he joined the squad at the same time as Ah Han, Ando’s English is shocking by comparison! Ah Man is holding talks in English and Ando struggles to hold a conversation with the lads. He wouldn’t get us many answers. LOL
- Best dressed – I’d say the person puts the most effort in is Jeremy. He doesn’t just wake up, go into his wardrobe and throw something on. He tries really hard. Every day his clothes are a planned event.
- Worst dressed – Jared! I say that purely for the electric blue shirt he wore one night out once. It was shocking. It was one of the worst colours that I’ve ever seen. The thing is, he’d saved it just for that occasion as well. Ha-ha…
- Best dressing room music – Mine. My iPod has by far the greatest variety of music; 80s pop, 80s soul, reggae, dance, electronic, old house music… there’s a mixture there. Unfortunately, some of the young lads don’t appreciate old Hacienda music. Ryan likes to get involved with selecting dressing room music. He tends to cater for the lads a bit more with his Euro pop. To be fair to him he mixes it up with a bit of R’n’B. But he doesn’t have the variety and depth of music knowledge that I have. Ryan, sorry for the self-praising. LOL
Vincent wrote it at 11:14 PM
Sunday, May 2, 2010
I want to update.
I type something then I press the backspace button. Will you be interested in reading how my week went?
I'm not gonna type it anyway instead I came out with this thesis result of mugging up too much MICROBIOLOGY. Hah.
Exam is like a VIRUS. They are non-living when they are not in a host (when exam has yet to come) but they exhibit living characteristics when they infect a host in this case a STUDENT. They excrete their DNA which as we all knows questions to cause parasitic effects to their host. The prevention method normally taken is using a vaccine which in this case is "STUDYING" which can build WBCs (knowledge) to kill this virus before they exert pathological effects. But if prevention methods are not taken, how? There is also curative step that a student may take which is "COPYING" like a bacteria, we can try to exhibit genetic transfer via "CONJUGATION". We may accept genetic material (ANSWERS) from donors (those smart/ immune ones) through contact (or maybe having eagle eyes =.='). If both prevention and curative methods are not taken, the patient (STUDENT) will suffer from pathological effects such as psychosis, severe panic attacks, and so on~. Finally, when the results announce (D-Day), failure indicates DEATH.
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The price chosen simply indicates that the writer is on the verge of destruction~
Till next time~!!!!
Vincent wrote it at 7:55 PM
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Sorry for the lack of updates, been stressing more about my finals preparation. Two more weeks and I'll be done and over with the horrendous finals.
For the past week, I've been totally absorbed in revision. In fact, I've barely set foot beyond my house at all. But I did somehow manage to finish microbiology in time!
Anyway, just to relax my mind a little after the many hours of REVISING. Hahaha.
I gotta say my mum has the lamest humour. LOL.
# WHICH IS MORE TALKATIVE? Bread or Coffee?
or
ANSWER: BREAD, because BreadTalk but Kopitiam. =.='
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Forgive me for writing about this so long after the fact.
I watched THE IMAGINARIUM OF DOCTOR PARNASUS.
I still don't really understand.
I cannot really understand movies like that.
But I'll still act like I understand. =.='
It's so boring at the start but it's alright as it goes on.
I watched it in Summit. I bought KAYA BALLS! And another reason that I couldn't concentrate on the movie is because I remember telling myself not to finish the food before the movie actually start. So I kept on thinking like I'll eat it every 15 minutes. There goes the "predicting" of 15 minutes.
Then it turns out to be THE IMAGINARIUM OF DELICIOUS KAYA BALLS.
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Belief in God
Loyalty to King and Country
Upholding the Constitution
The Rule of Law
Decorum and Morality
These are the principles of Rukun Negara (Duh!). It felt weird having to answer them in English, considering the fact that I've been reciting the Rukun Negara in Malay throughout my schooling years. Ah... memories. Now that I'm done with LAN subjects for good, it's time to shift my focus and start revising for those core subjects.
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Today, I saw my Dad using Facebook so I taught him how to use the chat function.
Then I said, 'You can also appear offline if you want you know. Come, I teach you.'
and then my Dad said...
'Nevermind, no need... I don't lie one.'
Arrghh... LOL!
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These were all taken by my camera. Hahaha.
Disney. Fail. XD
Emo monkey. Fail. XD
Printer reproducing. Fail. XD
Syok sendiri Fail. XD
Can't wait for the semester break~!!!!!!
shake-a shake-a boom boom.
Vincent wrote it at 9:18 PM
Monday, March 15, 2010
I have a well-kept family secret, which doesn't involve 13 herbs and spices. Here's a hint - thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour (one of the Ten Commandments in Christianity).
{Dear Lord, what I'm about to relate next may be unpleasant, but I'm not spreading false rumours about my neighbour. The stories below are true! I don't mean to humiliate him. It's just that...I can't stand his antics any longer. Please forgive me. Amen.}
A little bio-data about my next-door neighbour (let's refer to him as Mr. X). Mr. X is in his 50s, married but childless. Instead, the husband and wife have a dog named Hero (this is their 3rd dog, the other was given to their friends). If you take a walk down my street, you'll see that their house is the only one whose front porch is covered excessively. Nobody knows why. Just so you know, my family is not the only one that dislikes him! Mr. X is not well-liked among the other neighbours as well. His wife is kinda low profile though.
The things Mr. X does to annoy my family:
1. He complains about the smoke from my Dad's car that enters his house. He even asked Dad to park the other way round so that the car's rear end doesn't face his house. Obviously, Daddy didn't comply. When the unbearable stench of his pet reaches our home, did we go whining at him? NO. Guess what? Last month, he installed a freaking fan near the place where his dog sleeps!! Great. Just great.
2. My Dad goes to work around 7 a.m., sometimes earlier. Upon hearing Dad coming out of the house, Mr. X will always reverse his car and park it in front of his house. Sometimes, he purposely open his bloody automatic gate widely. The reason? To prevent Dad from reversing his car to his area.
3. Mr. X have the tendency to bathe his dog in front of his house. That's fine, until the part where he puts on plastic gloves and start cleaning up the dog's butt . Not forgetting, Hero's butt is facing our house. Sometimes, Mum will discover used tissues scattered near our gates. The culprit is rather obvious, isn't it?
4. I can't remember exactly when and why, but Mr. X and another neighbor had engaged in a war of words one morning. The argument was a minor one though. He had the guts to tell his neighbor not to shout at him when he himself is doing it. Damn you grouchy, old man! No one talks such unreasonable like that!!
We have been neighbours for more than a 5 years, if I'm not mistaken. Frankly speaking, my family is immuned to his antics already. Like they say, ignorance is bliss. Oh yeah, this morning, Mr & Mrs X tried to matchmake their dog with another canine whose owner lives nearby. I overheard them saying,
"Hero...come sayang-sayang (insert the owner's canine name, which I don't know). Don't be shy..."
Luckily I have not eaten my breakfast yet, otherwise I might just puke on the spot. My sibling was once told me she overheard them during a previous canine-matchmaking session. Mr. X was like,
"Hero...go on top!"
Oh. Em. Gee.
Arrghh~!!!!!!
Vincent wrote it at 3:53 PM
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Cupid working hard!
For those who have left the gates of the school, do you still remember the times when February 14 of each year came? Both boys and girls love to portray their feelings in gifts and sometimes the luckier ones receive secret admirers and gifts from don't know who! Those were exciting times and moments when you were geeky and innocent. Innocent in believing that love is in the air! That love lasts and you are happy ever after. Life out there is never a bed of roses. Love too is never a bed of roses. Somehow when one grows up knocks are hard, tough and things are never that sugary as the sweet times in school.
Unlike poles attract...
Chains to chain you...
The boy-girl factor...
Secret messages well concealed...
Uncle Toby for you love...
The evergreen symbol of affection...
The mug of love...
Daily reminders when you take your beverage...
Oh yes, I am the boy and you are the girl...
The emblem of love at the cost of your poor parents' money... RM 10.00 for one? Then to find yourself being dumped for another ... Hahaha...take it easy!
Very often this expression of love will appear at the envy of others... that love will last forever!
As you remember others, do not forget that your parent can also be your Valentine and entitled to a little bit of your love.
Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!
Vincent wrote it at 11:15 PM
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
I haven’t written for a while because I’ve been even more insanely busy than usual, and haven’t even had the chance to reflect at all. Since it’s been so long, I’m going to touch on a number of different topics.
The first one is gonna be rather sentimental than the usual ones.
A couple of days ago, I had a tiny argument with somebody through text messages. What I could not understand is how can that person say something so unreasonable and didn't make sense to me. Maybe I had misinterpreted it the wrong way. I really don't know. I did not show much anger in my reply (didn't use exclamation marks and caps), but more to questioning 'why' and 'how can'. Deep inside I was actually very uncomfortable and my perception towards that someone changed, for the worse. Somehow or rather, I think that person could sense that I was not very pleased or either someone else told her because today that person texted me to apologize. Its funny how a simple 'SORRY' can make me feel so much better about the whole incident. That person claimed that frustration was kicking in therefore leading to such a message.
Another example was worse. This certain someone rang me up out of the blue and yelled at me about why did I spread such rumours. I was so confused I did not know what he was talking about and then I told that person to chill (when I was actually getting angry myself for getting yelled at for no reason). Few minutes later, that person texted and apologized profusely in a row for throwing a fit and explained what ticked that person off. Again, when 'SORRY' was mentioned, I myself felt better and calmed down.
I don't know if you guys get what I'm trying to say. I guess I'm the kind of person who will wait for a 'SORRY' (and for that person to actually mean it) when I'm pretty sure I did not do anything wrong. My dad used to preach saying 'Oh, do not wait for that person to say sorry then only forgive. Just forgive that person anyhow.' I am trying my very best to pick up that attitude.
As for now, although sorry seems to be the hardest word, it definitely plays a great impact on forgiveness and mending a relationship.
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I succeeded...
I succeeded... in pulling a prank on my younger sister today. I was on my way to Sunway Pyramid with a friend so we parked at Carrefour to use the KTM after that. Coincidently, I managed to spot my sister's car parked nicely there. I got pretty excited and thought of a brilliant idea. I quickly asked my friend if she had a pen and paper. She said yes, so I took the marker pen and scribbled, 'HELLO, I KNOW WHAT YOU DID IN THE TRAIN. =.=' Because duh, I know how she gets to work everyday. I thought the plan was gonna fail anyway, since I did not try to forge somebody else's handwriting or anything.
MANA TAU, when I came back home a few minutes ago.. I saw that she was still awake, so I calmly asked her, 'Is there anything you would like to ask or tell me?'
She replied blurly, 'Huh?? Tell what? No..'
She didn't get what I was trying to ask her!
So I tried again for the second time, 'Really, there's nothing you wanna tell me?'
She answered, 'Tell what??'
Then I was frustrated already, so I continued, 'When you went to your car today, you didn't see anything?'
She replied, 'Ohhhh..*with a smile*' (At this point I thought she already knew it was me..but NO..) when she continued, 'Mummy told you is it?' (WAH, still so blur!! She doesn't know it's me yet!)
I just had to burst out laughing. 'It was me laaa!!'
Then she had to cover up, 'Stupid, no wonder the handwriting so ugly lah.'
HAHAHAHA LAME!
Vincent wrote it at 6:41 PM
Friday, January 29, 2010
A shot of yesterday morning's clear blue sky. The exact opposite of what I felt when I woke up this morning. For the first time since I began the first day of the year, I rebelled against myself and woke up much later than usual. I tossed and turned in bed the night before carrying with me the weight of the world to sleep. I was overwhelmed merely by the thought of the many tasks I need to start tackling in the coming weeks. I woke up suddenly at 9am when I thought I heard someone call my name from outside. At that moment I knew I was alone at home. So I was on guard at a millisecond upon disconnecting from dreamland. I peered out the window. No one. Not a soul. I sat up in bed replaying the memory of sound I thought I had heard. I dismissed it as part of my dream. Hmm.
I'm feeling much better now after starting the day with a pleasant breakfast and a good book to read. Sometimes you do lose sight of what's important. Now and then I'd take a step back and remind myself that I have come a long way. It's so easy to forget that once upon a time you would've given everything to be where you stand today. Instead of being grateful we often torment ourselves and think about the next thing we don't yet have. It'll just be like passing life by if we don't stop every now and then to appreciate how much we've grown.
Some growths are not immediately visible to our eyes. Although I'm the kind of person who "knows" that Rome wasn't built in a day, there are times when not seeing immediate results can be really discouraging. This is perhaps something I need to remind myself every day, that instead of worrying about the end results I should just focus on what I can put into each day. Every day. A step at a time.
Vincent wrote it at 2:09 PM
