The chance that is unacceptable to miss- A must read story, first story to be published, exclusively for you. 

Inspired by REAL LIFE EXPERIENCE. Buddies, friends, especially friends out there in INTEC, please read this.

Things were different, very different then. He had the best of everything that life could offer- a flashy Ferrari, a posh condominium and the prettiest ladies at his beck and call. Dressed in renowned branded designer outfits, he looked as if he had just stepped out of the pages of a man's fashion magazine…

 

"Hey, Lim! I bumped into Him the other day. Wow, he certainly looks loaded. I heard he's got trendy boutique at some hotel. Is that true?" there was no hiding the cynicism of Ong's voice

 

"That's what they told me too, but the place of his hardly has any business. I wonder where he gets all his money from," replied Lim.

 

"I bet he invests in the stock exchange. Some people do make a lot of money meddling with shares," suggested Sim, who was sitting near to both of them.

 

"I wouldn't think so , not at a time like this. With the economic downturn, everyone's losing all they've got. Probably he's a big time gambler or something, or maybe he married the daughter of a multi-millionaire, or a rich widow perhaps," Ong speculated.

 

"No, I heard he's still single. Well, I guess some people have all the luck in the World. Weren't we better than him in school? Look at us now, working our fingers to the bone trying to make ends meet. The World is really unfair," lamented Lim.

 

……Suddenly His handphone rang; He quickly answered.

 

"This is an offer you can't refuse," murmured a hoarse voice at the other end of the line.

 

Never one to back out of a challenge, He felt the adrenaline shooting through his head and in no time at all, a secret meeting was agreed upon. Little did he know that it would be a turning point of his life, that the bubble was about to burst.

 

He walked into the pub and took a seat at the bar. There were only a few other customers around. "Business looks bad," he thought. He ordered a drink and was about to take a sip when a man sat down beside him.

 

"You'll find a million in your account. Get rid of him." A familiar voice whispered into his ear. He looked into the man in the dim light; He was flabbergasted, had a shock of his life.

 

It's Sim.

 

He then turned to scrutinize the photograph the man had placed on the bar- It's was Tan Sri Khalid, the richest man in the region.

 

"Why? Why this? Why me?" He was puzzled, confused by his friend. A friend whom he thinks is innocent, introvert, harmless most of the time.

 

"Ask no questions and I'll tell no lies," Sim replied, evading the question. "Take it or leave it." His head was reeling, despite the million dollar offer which was indeed too good to refuse, he felt as if reality slapped him.

 

"He's hosting a party at his mansion this Saturday," Sim did not stop, rushing his sentence in a furious manner. He got the message; he turned to his drink and gulped down a mouthful. Only when he had put down his glass did he realize the man had gone.

 

He took another sip of his drink. He had decided to help his friend, in a way that nobody would understand. He did not know if it helps, but he wants to let his friend garner what his friend thinks is right. He thinks he can fix it.

 

He managed to sneak into the house masquerading as one of many invited to the party that night. He mingled freely among the guests and later, crept unnoticed into the study. There he lay low, waiting for everyone to leave before he made his move. When all was dark and quiet, he made his way to Tan Sri Khalid's bedroom. Suddenly the lights came on. The butler stood at the other end of the corridor with his employer's nightly cup of hot chocolate and his daily dosage of health supplements on a tray. He reacted swiftly. The butler did not know what hit him.

 

At the same instant, the shrill sirens of the police cars pierced on the silence of the night. He knew that there was no way out.

 

It was a meticulously laid-out conspiracy to nail him once and for all. But who had done him in? Who? Was it someone trying to have his revenge? Or was it out of jealousy, someone in the same line? He did not have the answers, not even after he was brought out into the police station.

 

"Bang!" He was abruptly jolted out of his thoughts by the sound of heavy metal door closing. A guard pushed a trolley of food. "The priest will be here any time now," he informed him and before leaving, added tauntingly, "Enjoy your last supper, Bon appetite!"

 

Suddenly, He felt the sense of panic surging in him. Jumping to his feet, he rushed to the iron bars that separated him from freedom and began to bang his head incessantly on them in a mad frenzy. "What have I done wrong?" He questioned himself, even though he realized that a great sin has just been committed.

 

"It must be them, friends who are evil, acting out of jealousy!"

"No...I don't think so, they wouldn't know my job before hand, they wouldn't be smart enough to act like this… it must be the police…"

 

Sitting dejectedly at a corner of his cell, he prayed, first time after so many things had happened. "God, what should I do now?"

 

24 hours later, he asked for a pen, and a piece of paper. Neatly, he jotted down a message, not to his friends, but to everyone.

 

"I was wrong. It doesn't matter what's the cause for the cat to jump out of the box. Just, don't repeat my mistakes. I wanted to win people's hearts, which cause me to lose my heart, so now, I want to win souls."

 

He sealed the letter with droplets of his tears. A month later after his prosecution, the message whispered to many potential criminals, sense of regret surged through many people who wanted to make the wrong move.

 

He doesn't really know the way to fix things, but he simply does, and he always will.

 

His name is Johnson.

 

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You probably know what I'd been through for the past few months, yes, for the first time in my life, I experienced the worst nightmare in my social life. Always under the lime light, apple of elderly's eyes, backed by my buddies. Life has been a bed of roses for me.

Everything plunged within a month, I thought.

Unable to face the pressure, packed with hatred and disappointment, I chose to back off to my home.

Thank God I did.

For 18 years, I had been taking things for granted, literally. Glory, Pride, Relationship, Family, and Friends.

Never did I realise that I have buddies who were worried about me ever since I told them my problems, never did I care that I have friends who prayed for me ever since I shouted my problems at them, never did I realise that I have close pals who are willing to let go their studies and lend me a shoulder when I really need one. Worse thing of all, never did I realise that there's someone in my family whom I can share my problems with.

I only looked at what I think I had missed.

Things really changed when my emotions dipped to the lowest ground. I started to know what God wanted me to know.

He doesn't stop hurdles from coming near to me. In fact he amplified them.

All because my eyes could see but my heart was blind.

I had a life whom many would be envy of, but I was never contented. I had millions of opportunities, which includes chances to serve him in ministry (many didn't know I actually play piano), chances to get closer to people who love me etc, but I allowed them to slipped off my fingers.

Now, I've learned to appreciate whatever I have: Family which supports me in whatever circumstances, Buddies who sacrificed for me so much all these years, all blessings and opportunities.

I have learned to fully master my own heart, before winning others'. 

Friends, more often than not, chances are given to you only once. I'm going to hold them tight in hands in future, every single one. You should as well.

I'm given a chance to testify His glory via what I'd been through, and I will never let it go, not again, not anymore.

 

 

p/s : Lots of thanks to those out there who helped me went through the hard time. Love you always.

pls : Names used in the story AREN'T symbolic to anyone.

 

4th Day of The Request

In case my dear, you can't read Yan Ning's language, go to "Page", "Encoding" and "Chinese Simplified" k? Or just ask me=)

Dedicate to "Only You"...

To the Queen of My Heart, the owner of my only ROSE

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1. Yan Ning's language	ÎÒ°®Äã
2. Arabic	Ana Behibek
3. Assamese	Moi Tomak Bhal Pau
4. Bengali	Ami Tomay Bhalo bashi
5. Bolivian	Quechua Qanta Munani
6. Bulgarian	Obicham Te
7. Burmese	Chit Pa De
8. Cambodian	Bon Sro Lanh Oon
9. Canadian	Sh'teme
10. Catalan	T'estim Molt (I Love You A Lot)
11. Cebuano	Gihigugma Ko Ikaw.
12. Chinese	Wo Ie Ni
13. Corsican	Ti Tengu Cara (To Female)
14. Corsican	Ti Tengu Caru (To Male)
15. Croatian	Ljubim Te
16. Czech	Miluji Te
17. Danish	Jeg Elsker Dig
18. Dutch	Ik Hou Van Jou
19. Ecuador	Quechua Canda Munani
20. Esperanto	Mi Amas Vin
21. Estonian	Mina Armastan Sind
22. Farsi	Tora Dust Midaram
23. Farsi (Persian)	Doostat Daram
24. Filipino	Mahal Ka Ta
25. Finnish	Mina" Rakastan Sinua
26. Flemish	Ik Zie Oe Geerne
27. French	Je T'aime
28. German	Ich Liebe Dich
29. Greek	S' Agapo
30. Gujarati	Hoon Tane Pyar Karoo chhoon
31. Hebrew	Ani Ohev Otach (to Female)
32. Hebrew	Ani Ohevet Otcha (to Male)
33. Hindi	Mai tumse Pyar karta hoon (to Female)
34. Hindi	Mai tumse Pyar karti hoon (to Male)
35. Hungarian	Szeretlek
36. Icelandic	Eg Elska Thig
37. Indonesian	Saja Kasih Saudari
38. Irish	Taim I' Ngra Leat
39. Italian	Ti Amo (Relationship/Lover/Spouse)
40. Japanese	Kimi O Ai Shiteru
41. Kannada	Naanu Ninnanu Preethisuthene
42. Kiswahili	Nakupenda
43. Korean	Tangsinul Sarang Ha Yo
44. Latin	Te Amo
45. Latvian	Ess Milu Tevi
46. Lisbon	Gramo-Te Bue', Chavalinha
47. Lithuanian	Tave Myliu (Ta-Ve Mee-Lyu)
48. Macedonian	Sakam Te!
49. Malay/Indonesian	Aku Sayang Enkow
50. Malayalam	Njyaan Ninne' Preetikyunnu
51. Marathi	Me Tujhashi Prem Karto (to Female)
52. Marathi	Me Tujhashi Prem Karte (to Male)
53. Norwegian	Jeg Elsker Deg (Yai Elske Dai)
54. Persian	Tora Dost Daram
55.Polish	Kocham Cie
56. Portuguese (Brazilian)	Eu Te Amo
57. Punjabi	Mai Taunu Pyar Karda
58. Romanian	Te Iu Besc
59. Russian	Ya Vas Liubliu
60. Serbian	Lubim Te
61. Serbo-Croatian	Volim Te
62. Sinhalese	Mama Oyata Adarei
63. Slovak	Lubim Ta
64. Spanish	Te Quiero
65. Sri Lankan	Mama Oyata Arderyi
66. Swahili	Naku Penda (the person's name follows)
67. Swedish	Jag A'Lskar Dig
68. Swiss-German	Ch'ha Di Ga"Rn
69. Syrian/Lebanese	Bhebbek (to Female)
70. Syrian/Lebanese	Bhebbak (to Male)
71. Tamil	Nan Unnai Kaathalikkiren
72. Telugu	Neenu Ninnu Pra'mistu'nnanu
73. Thai	Ch'an Rak Khun
74. Tunisian	Ha Eh Bak
75. Turkish	Seni Seviyo*Rum (* means O)
76. Ukrainian	Ja Tebe Kokhaju (true love)
77. Urdu	Mujhe Tumse Mohabbat Hai
78. Vietnamese	Em Ye'U Anh (to Man)
79. Vietnamese	Anh Ye'U Em (to Woman)
80. Vulcan	Wani Ra Yana Ro Aisha
81. Welsh	Rwy'n Dy Garu Di
82. Yugoslavian	Ya Te Volim
83. Zulu	Ngiyakuthanda!

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Cameron Highlands, source of inspiration - Hospital attachment

Having a lanky, dashing, charming and humorous doctor to be in charge of my hospital attachment in Cameron Highlands certainly is an added bonus to the whole amusing experience.

 

Indeed, hospital attachment has never been funnier than this.

 

How beautiful the hospital is!

On the very first day of this attachment, I went in the hospital full of uncertainty, thanks to INTEC's "fast enough" application to various hospitals. A gigantic hospital for less than 20 patients makes the staffs here pretty "relax". Thus, my arrival was welcomed with open arms literally. Everyone was staring at my cute, captivating face, as if I'm an alien. The most-kind hearted-down to earth pengarah immediately processed my application. Eventually she virtually led out her hand.

"Welcome to the big family of Cameron Highlands Hospital", that's what she said.

 

Pretty DRAMATIC isn't it? I'm only going to have a 3-Days attachment there after all. Nah, nobody cares about it, because what's even more dramatic happens right after that. On my first task I was assigned to the Ladies Wad together with HUNK Dr. Israk.

 

I can't proceed without telling you how charming Dr. Israk is. He is, *grin* single, 180cm tall, moderately masculine (not like some STEROID people with exaggerating mammoth muscles), rich (flirty) young doctor who cracks jokes quite often. When both of us stepped into the wad, THOUSANDS of nurses, all right, maybe not thousand but damn many of them came and greeted me exuberantly. Nice=)

 

Very drama, got tag some more

Don't underestimate this tag you know, it enables you to go ANYWHERE within the vicinity of the hospital!=)

All the cases that keeps me awake for  day one :

• An old lady suffering from dementia, keep calling me "Ah Fatt"…Hehe…
• A diabetic man who is allergic to insulin, gotta undergo OGTT again and again, pity.
• A lady who's suspected to have TIBI, (Dr. Israk said she doesn't have it), and she's the first patient whom I get to "hear" her heartbeat and ventilation movement using a stethoscope, syiok, for both of us because she moaned when the stethoscope touched her chest, (in which it makes me feel she actually has mental problem instead)
• A St. Xavier girl with hyper-ventilation, special in the sense that she is from St. Xavier, Mr. Ian's student… (those who went for VC cup will know…) hehe… We gossiped a bit la bout him=)

Most thrilling moment for Day One- Putting a night in Accident and Emergency Department upon request from madam pengarah. It was a pretty fresh experience which ended me dreaming bout pony in the On Call Medical Officer's room.

 

 

Take one!

Doctors very pathetic la...

Night view of HCM... Nice!

Day two was even more challenging. I feel very sorry for the Cameron dudes who went to the hospital on that day because apparently I "experimented" on nearly all of them. Hehe… Firstly the chubby Dr. Azraf allowed me to take patient's blood sample for him, I succeeded upon my second attempt (please don't ask me about the first).

 

Later in the evening, I got a chance to take an infant's blood sample (which is totally different and kinda tricky). On top of that I also learned about dressing and other diagnostic test. The sad part is that Dr. Israk is not with me as he needs to attend a seminar in Kuantan. Darn! Consequently I didn't choose to stay at the hospital for another night.

 

Day three was merely a farewell day, going around, shaking hands with all the staffs and doctors. And I would really love to extend my gratitude to the kind-hearted Pengarah of Hospital Cameron Highlands for giving me a certificate, a free name tag, a doctor coat, and of course, kaleidoscopic memories throughout the amusing three days hospital attachment period!

 

 

Didn't forget to syiok sendiri

 

Still as dashing as I ever am

 

Exciting posts coming up! Really!

Inspired by Daddy Biscuit, Fat Monk, and cold bliss at Cameron Highlands!

Battle of MiNDS 2007

It was a dream that I once aspired, a passion to introduce debate to people who don't use to debate. It wasn't easy, it was really tough in fact and it can only be gratified via the help of many. I wanted to give up somewhere in the middle, even though I might be masochistic on the outside.

"The ecstasy of debating and the aspiration of cultivating the virtue of critical thinking among INTEC students have been the motivation behind all plans, negotiations, wheels and deals for the inaugural inter-program debate, the Battle of MiNDS 2007. I couldn't remember how many times that I actually cuddle my pillow over my forehead, squeezing my brain, trying to ensure that all aspects of the tournament have been covered..."

That is what I wrote for the B.O.M booklet, blatant, but true.

God taught me many lessons, many.

There are problems and conflicts among the committee members before the tournament, even at crucial moments where everyone needs to get together.

I was struct with a 40 degree fever which caused the doctor to wanting me in the hospital one day before the actual tournament.

Bad comments about Kok Keong, a debate partner whom I really revere right now were affecting me.

God cleared all the hurdles.

He made me see the the importance of teamwork. He made me see how true friendship works and most importantly, he made me realise what I am worth of.


Salad prepared by Charles and Hong Guan when my whole body was burning.


Meetings meetings and more meetings



Wan Sze (Amy) who sits with her legs in tetrahedral shape and Sathya the miss Godzilla who destroyed the Darul Ehsan's chair recently.


Mazlan =)



Together with ALM juniors.

Helen, the gracious Superwoman who sacrificed many things beyond your imagination for the sake of the competition; Joe, the guy who slapped me with the hands of sobriety; Deenish, the man who works in discreet; Sathya, the lady who shares the same aspiration as me; PC, the ever faithful treasurer; Siew Lynn who hurts her finger doing the deco and many many other heroes whom I can't finish mentioning.

Hats Off to you.

It is weird that this event took most of my tears this year (never measure how many mL though). I can't help with tears trickling down my cheeks (as if I have any) whenever any problem sturck me out of the blue. I am like a baby who had just ascertained about the message that God is giving me everytime there is a hurdle which hinders the progress of the tournament.

Pressure.

"It is hard working with you, am I a 'friend' to you or I'm just a worker to you?"

"You don't see what I am capable of, don't you?"

"What is your vision? I am still unclear about it..."

Words were like piercing arrows which never hesitate to break our confidence. I lost in the battle before the tournament. I am someone who keeps the knot in my heart, and thank God only a few knows about it, and I was seriously bothered by the challenges that God was giving me. Overcoming myself isn't that easy.

"Your partner is a sissy!"

"NKK is disgusting... Are you sure he can debate?"

I woke up before my dream took my off. I stood up before failure nailed me. I pray before Satan acts, even right now.


Second Runner Up- Rachel and Joe


First Runner Up- Alex and Zheng Yao


And the Champions- KK and I

I've got to admit that I was doubting my choice of choosing KK as my partner initially, especially after I talked to him. I see no fire in his speech, no sparks of excitement, no dreams, nothing. I couldn't hold my vulgarity and I remembered myself repriminding KK at the first night of the tournament, and I seriously regret for that.

It was only after the tournament, when we were celebrating in Secret Recipe, that I got to know him better. Knowing what he'd gone thru in his 17 years of friutful life really flabbergasted me. Sense of maturity and occasional humour which I've never expect from him impressed me. I apologised to him.

He nooded, and he took a deep breath before taking another mouth of noodles, I continued watching him.

After a while he stood up, and gave me an exuberant smile.

A smile that is so ordinary had proven that he's the true Champion, and I'm not. The paradox is inevitable.

Screw you brats, my partner is a Champion all right? So stop pin-pointing your negative comments on him.



You are the true Champion.

I don't know what I'm blogging about, because today is my birthday, and I will be having my IELTS speaking test a few hours from now. :)

A picture speaks louder than words

Hey my fellow readers, don't get mistaken as I wasn't kidnapped by aliens or get slaughtered by some backyard gays.

Shhhh.... Don't speak anymore, read read read...

Read what?

I went up to Cameron Highlands with Hooi Lie and Zhi Hui. It was a memorable trip and we even managed to see a young wise man, and he somehow predicted that we will have good fortune... WOAH... Nice...

Zhi Hui you just came back from Market izzit? Wahahhahaha...

We walked 18km from Bee Garden to Tanah Rata... 18 okokokokokok!!!

BEST PRESENTER AWARD's'

Just let me brag a little, I won the best presenter award during the training for facilitators. Oh yeah, I have won it more than once! Though I think D deserves it better than I do, anyway he wasn't present at both occasions.

First won it in the leadership camp, "Battle of Minds" won the best proposal and 3 out of 5 presenters won the award.

Busy posting

Won the first prize in MSS Multimedia Presentation

And then I won it again during the training. It's a bit boh-liao lar, because Best Presenter isn't equivalent to Best Debater.

INTEC ORIENTATION 2007

Mohsin, Me and Flip

Annatasia and I, with Dr Yamin and Flip at the corner

AUSTRALASIANS 2007

INTEC DEBATE TEAM...Adam, Deenish, Me, Afiq, Joash and Godzilla...oops, Sathya

Sandra and I. She broke into semi finals for ESL (in which I think INTEC should break as well) and she kept flirting with guys, including me.

This is one of my adjudicators from Queensland. She gave me 76, an above average speakers' score=)

This is Jason from Monash, he won Australs once and he is Sathya's favourite. Did I mention SATHYA? YES, it's S-A-T-H-Y-A's favourite guy, see how shy is she standing beside the guy whom she admires?

You can see GOURI's face in this picture. It was Gala Dinner at somewhere very high class. With Thai's'.

Typical Malay Ladies... Am I the TALLEST?

Party at the beach in Sunway Lagoon with Sathya in her pyjamas.

Deenish and I were classified as "COMPLETED", somewhat everyone drank alcohol, stop starring at me.

This is really JANGAN PANDANG BELAKANG... (Cox you will see GOURI). No, I'm not saying she is scary ok? NOPE IM NOT!

UiTM debaters. Prashah and Mawar

Debaters from University Of Assumption, Thailand

We beat KLIUC

Jason from University of Canterburry, NZ, one of my great friends during the tournament. Oh yea, he is super duper tall, taller than FREAKy TAN SI HAN ok...

With Korean Gals from DAE. Of of them passed me a name card after the photo session. Maybe they were attracted by the belly in the photo which is OBVIOUSLY a fallacy=) Optical illusion happens everywhere!

OMG it's Victor! He is the president of MONASH DEBATING SOCIETY. A professional Jazz Player and he is just delicious, oops, captivating! Why is he putting his hand on my waist during the AIDA Council meeting? Why didn't I stop him?

Sandra again

MATHS AND SCIENCE CARNIVAL 2007

Puan Mimi and I

Puan Mimi, Miss Lim and I

Someone as Hiao as I do, Mr Liew!!!

I represented ALM for multimedia presentation competition and it was totally a bias adjudication where ALM only manage to win the second place. Flash very geng meh? Presentation more important mar...

KEM BINA INSAN

Something really stupid , bolvine, doltish and time-consuming.

Was "chosen" as AJK Makanan (can you imagine that??Freak!) and luckily **io *a is there to accompany me (shy).

Woaps!

Nice LAKEVIEW at the Lakeview Resort

Here's the end of this post, long huh? Easier than reading a story book isn't it? Harry Potter is 700+ paged you know?

It's Australs This Time!!!

" Neo kah? Boleh tak saya bincang tentang proposal Australs 2007 tu?" said Dr. Bib, Pengarah of INTEC

"Oh, oh... oh my God...okok boleh... tentu boleh... Dr.Bib, sebenarnya tournament inikan 100 tahun baru sekali je kat M'sia tau..." I answered

That makes the approval of Australasians Debate 2007 proposal which will cost INTEC about RM 10250.00

Check out here.

Haha... Meaning I'm going for my First Prestigious-Eminent-Reputable INTERNATIONAL tournament (if freaky NTU cup is excluded)!

The bonus will be a nine days stay in 5 STAR Holiday Villa Subang... Yahoo!

Come on! Debating with top debaters from countries like Australia, Japan, New Zealand, Indonesia, India and even China isn't like secondary school debate anymore. My heeart pumps not only eratically, but it's kinda popping off from my heart room anytime!

I'm seriously not confident this time, maybe due to the lack of practise as well as the standard of the tournament. The aim for MINDS this time will be breaking into top 50 teams out of 100 teams, not forgetting to avoid being slaughtered by those wicked and machiavellian (no matter how you spell it) top debaters who broke in Worlds and All Asians before...

Yesterday we had a mock debate and we really know where we stand, especially when Tim, the two times Australs Champion gave feedback on our case... Deenish and I were just bowing our head...

My teammates this time will be Sathya and Cutie.

I'll be off from the 2nd till the 9th... Wish me luck.. Just pray that God will unleash my debato-instinct

May it be

I was cuddling my forehead after I answered your call.

You threw me too many questions, intriguing ones, to be answered.

Fortunate enough, I'm up with the answers eventually.

My home to me is a place to rest my feets, get myself energised, and not dynamised. You are one good person who knows me well enough to see that I'm pressured despite the smiling face that I always hang on, but that's not enough for you to see the reason why am I giving myself such a long break. 

Don't get me mistaken, I've never blamed anyone for the burden on my shoulders: not my dad who insisted me to be a doctor when I have a choice to choose; not my mum who loves me yet putting extra expectations on me; not my sister who wanted me to be someone faithful and trust yet at times neglected my thinkings; not my lecturers and teachers who trusted me so much; not my buddies who bare with my temper yet creating conflicts among ourselves at times; not even you and not even her.

Somebody who has the tendency to avoid reality? Nope I'm not. I don't feel myself worth to be blamed for hesitating whether or not to be back at home. It isn't true that I don't miss things that I owned and still own. The only clue for that will be : things might looked buoyant and optimistic outside but not inside.

Something weird about me, I never hang my passion for someone on my mouth, not often. Passion and love, is like aluminium foil to me, it looks rigid outside but you can bend it easily. The softer part of mine is always well hiden, more often than not, until and unless I feel like opening up.

Mystery remains and your challenge for me did work. A 89 marks from Pn.Rita is not easy and an A from Miss Eti is a miracle. A string of As can't really show my aspiration as you pointed out the blind spot of my heart right at the other side of the phone.

You are someone amiable. Someone whom I will store with extra mania, meticulous at the corner of my heart where my protective instinct works.

Going back a few more days later for Mathematics Quiz in UM, didn't really study yet don't want to pull down the whole team. Typical to you huh? Yea...

Something so true from Zhi Hui even though she crapped always. The more you need, the more you give. That's the nature of love. That's the truth you are seeking for, over the 2 hours conversation. Relationship isn't something within my control, not this time, do you know?

Are you with an exuberant smile? I hope you do because I cherish it.

Sorry but

Thank you. 

It was history, but ain't boring...

"Johnson's dancing? You are freaking me out!!!"

Phew

People who thinks like that, find extra screw to position you lower jaw!!!

I was attending ACTS church service as usual on that particular Sunday morning... I still remember the hot weather due to the scorching sun and the stink of a bunch of hyperative yet passionate guys sitting in front of me made me feel lethargic towards the end of the service.

It was then a brief introduction of the fantastic dancing team from New Zealand took away my lassitude.

Hey hey not Sonic Flood k... it's the dancing team...

ARISE

They were just simply awesome... Locking, Jazz, Hip Hop, etc... You name it and they will twist their every single bone to captivate you=)

With Mic, the angel... Pretty lady with a model's body figure

Ivan... A prince-like guy who looks far more dashing than this in real

AND GUESS WHAT

Ivan and Mic are both husband and wife, with a baby in Mic's uterus... FRIT!!! I thought they were from Denmark...

Cox they were as if walking out from a fairy tale...=)

Greatest gratitude to Joash (who lend me his AYA ID) and Cheng Ing (who accompanied me) to the Arise Dance Workshop... phew... spledid!!!

Take one... one BIG one I guess...

Hehe... take two... Wow, BIGGER huh?

They thought me how to DANCE!

The funny thing was that Cheng Ing and I both learned dancing before (perplexed?support your lower jaw now!!!) but we kinda moved like greenhorn... Haha...

Overall it was satisfying except that I nearly sprained my head in a 270' head movement and I kicked the guy behind me twice till he lamented in pain...

These were the comments...

Johnson : "Hey I went to Dance Workshop eh!"

"OMG... Line dance huh?" Ah Yin was eating an apple where she later nearly get choked over the other side of the phone.

"Concentrate on studies la... That workshop organised by JPA or what?" Mum asked out of curiosity.

"HUH? Eh... When are you going back to BP huh?" Ah Mao tried to diverge the topic... (smart)

"I thought dancing is meant for tall people? Hehe, just joking la..." I nearly smacked Da Tou's head, over the phone of course...

"I would love to see you dancing one day" Pn. Mimi just fuyan me...

"HUH????!!!!!" Charles shouted in amazement.

SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE?

Er... Yeah... Love you always ARISE DANCING TEAM...

Miss you Ivan, Miss you Mic...

 

P/s : Yeap, lack of blogging... Cox I was on Tour around Malaysia... Really sweet photos of Terengganu's trip... Give me one two days huh... And more on Irish coffee

Yeah... Top Ten Best Speaker

After 3 miserable Inter-varsity Debates (NTU,NHSD and VC), I finally came back with a vengeance.

I am National IHL (International Humanitarian Law Debate) top ten best speaker! (to be more precise, 6th)!

And now I will have a record of winning against World Class MMU team... Haha

Tied up with myriads of exams... Can't really blog. Miss you too.

Updates coming soon. Cheers

SaÆng il ChûK Hà HàMnida [ Happy Birthday !! ]

*Saeng il chuk ha hamnida
 Happy b'day to you
 Sarang ha nen Charles@Si Han we
 Saeng il chuk ha hamnida..... !! ©

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

This will be the second present for both of you Si Han And Charles! Special tribute to you two perfect roommates... Thank you for bearing with me all this while... Er... What I wanna say is already in the cd, so just view it all over again k?

Buddy Forever... MUACKKKSSS

p/s : I dunno how to balance between 16th and 18th of March, So I decided to go for the middle...