Flavicomous

Kakistocracy-----> The government of a state by its most unprincipled citizens. Good news os, I have finally started work, and it is really really exciting, I just don't know how to show it. Bad news is, I made a very, very terrible mistake a few days ago, and I really really should not have made that mistake... Learnt a lot from it though.

Right looking ahead (and not too far back...)

Chap 2: Sayonara Japan... Loved the view

Picking up where I left off, after the hot spring resort, we headed for Hell's Valley (which was really smelly sulphur steam coming out from rock fissure)... See I got the chronology wrong, it shud've been b4, shit shit shit

Awesome shrine entrance.

Awesome steaming rocks.

Somehow you just wanna take a moment and savor all the sights, sounds and, well not maybe the smell...

This picture needs some background music.

Jigokudani.

Shit got more shit mixed up. Before Hell's Valley we also went up a nice cable car ride towards the Otaru Canal, which is supposedly the best place for mountaintop pics.

Yeah it's pretty good...

Wonder how many generators were needed for this cable car.

Looks familiar? I think this was my best shot. There's even steam coming out.

See la what my brother can come up with.

Right glad I had that down. Right so after another night of hot spring hotels, we headed for Mt. Usuzan, which is some new volcano waiting to destroy some part of Japan.

Looks awesome don't it.

Now after the volcano visit, we were brought to a bear range to, well, just to look at bears la. Apparently bears were pretty common in Japan way back, and now they're just a tourist attraction. The bears that we saw here were actually very tame, and very good catchers too...

I love this shot.

Of course some people would try and be smart by faking throws, but no, these bears aren't only smart, they're also very polite about it, coz when you fake throwing food at them...

They pray to you for your food. I know this shot's a bit late, but yeah they actually put their paws together and call you Buddha, damn cool.

Right after the bear park, we saw Lake Toya and Mt. Hakodate, where the night scene is supposed to be totally awesome... However due to my lack of steady hands or a camera stand, I wasn't able to get good photos =P My bad.

So the next morning, we left for the Hakodate morning market, and the food there was awesome... More pics on that later.

No really, the food here was so awesome that we had to leave late, I think.

After the market, we were brought sightseeing around the Old Port Store Street and some ancient Roman Catholic Church... Was too busy fooling around to take pics, but dun worry la it's not much (to me anyway, not a fan of old buildings)

So after some frantic lastminute shopping, we left for KL... So sad...

So now that my trip has been explained, I've got one last question for you guys...

Who's cuter?

Yumi?

Or Yuri?

See you guys next post hehe. Just on the pics.

Kakistocracy

Quodlibet----> Topic of theological discussion. Kinda like "Did God create man or did man create God?" That sorta thing. I just got back from Japan, there are so many photos that I would need 3 or 4 posts again, like last year.

I recently found out my uni 2nd semester results. I learned a lot from them, in the sense that I know how much effort(or at least minimum effort) is required to pass uni standard exams for me. On the 7th of December, biting my nails, I anxiously read my results as displayed on the SIS:

Programming 76
Electric Circuits 73
Finance 66
Maths 56

Yeah I was pretty much in shock. I had previously scored relatively high in Maths, and this time I have had sleepless nights over Maths, even pulled an all nighter running on 5-5-3s (5 coffee, 5 whitener, 3 sugar) with my MASSIVE mug. Shows that uni's no joke, gotta really put in the effort to pass (of course I looked for trouble myself by picking the advanced maths) but still the effort is worth it la...

Okay so I actually just got back from Japan, went there for 7D5N with my parents and bro... So this post will consist of 4 posts: 2 on the trip, 1 on the pictures/sceneries, and one on random shit I've seen/learnt from Japan/Japanese ppl... So here goes

Chap 1: Ohayo Nihon-go... Snow, beer, and.... No Bluetooth

So we left for Japan on Friday night, arrived at Nagoya airport on Saturday morning... Transferred to Sapporo airport after that, so there's where our adventure began la. We were on a tour consisting of about 30 people, just being brought about everywhere la... Our first stop was Chitose, where we were brought to direct factory outlet stores to buy stuff. Now apparently, you can't find ANY fake products like we have here in Malaysian pasar malams, and everything is SO cheap (but then shopping at DFOs memang supposed to be that cheap one la) Anyway, I managed to get my hands on a new pair of Nike Uptempo that cost me about 4000 Yen (which is about 120 RM, bloody cheap!!) Being totally unprepared for this trip, I was busily reading the "Simple Japanese" book throughout the plane ride, and I really found it hard to ask Japanese people ANYTHING at all haha, it was so amusing to hear words come out of my mouth and answer to a whole rap song of words
that I did not understand... All I knew was 'Ikura desu ka?" Which was "How much is it?" (quite redundant coz the price tag already there la haha)

Anyway after that embarrassment, we headed towards Sapporo city, and we basically did more shopping...

NHK station tower. Remember NHK? The only Japanese channel on your Astro channels long ago? Check it out, it's only 1.6 degrees Celsius, imagine how cold it was.

So after some shopping (and more awkward word guessing at a cafe), we headed for, guess what, more shopping at a local famous street called "Li Siao Lu" in Chinese la

Yeah, there are 8 streets like this altogether.

So after more shopping, we had our first encounter with authentic Japanese food lol.... I don't remember exactly how to pronounce the name of the restaurant, but yeah the food was amazing, better than what you find at super classy Jap restaurants in KL Hilton or Subang...

Jap garlic fried rice. Looks so simple, but it goes so well with everything.

Ra-men. Yeah every Jap food fanatic would know this, looks so similar to Wanton Mee, and the restaurant's famous for this dish... Actually not bad tau


This tops the lot though. The Gao Zi here is SOOOOO good that I got hooked, my goodness I miss it already

Sapporo beer. Better than Asahi you know, don't pray pray.

Me dad and bro outside the restaurant. Good stuff, will remember this place.

So after all that shopping we all KO'ed at the hotel, after all we had to rest more to prepare for the ski trip the next day (oooh....)

So the next day we headed for our next stop, a Japanese government house, and guess what happened on the way there...

Yeah I like marveling at stuff I've never seen before, really like jakun like that.

And you know my sneaky brother already collected enough snow to throw at me, you see la that fella

So yeah we got there, and buildings just look awesome in snow....

Cooladeneh.

And those who know me enough would know, that the first thing I would do with snow is...

Snow is sweet. Believe it.

Yeah so after that, we were brought to an Olympic ski ramp, which was used in the last Winter Olympics... I've always thought that ski jumping wasn't that hard a sport, as long as you know how to land, but when you see this....

Yes, after you see this massive thing, sometimes you wonder where ski jumpers hide their big balls needed to jump of this thing and not scream.

Like a rollercoaster without safety bars. Or a seat.

So we made our way up the mountains after that, got some quality ski time muahaa... Now the thing about skiing is, it's so so so hard to walk uphill, but when you go downhill it's even more frightening coz you dunno how to stop haha... Of course my ever experienced dad sought of taught me and bro how to ski, so we were goin pretty fast after an hour of skiing or so... Proud enough to say that I have not fell down yet, so yeah I look forward to doing it again, if I have the chance haha

Pictures say a thousand words, but this just says so much more haha, if you know what I mean...

So after the skiing, we were brought to another snowy place (lol, snowy) to ride snowmobiles, like James Bond like that. After a 5 minute teaching session (more like briefing) form the instructor, we all just hovered off into the snowy forest, and it's just awesome powering through the corners and speeding over bumps, really feel like James bond haha... The only setback was that we did not have enough layers of clothing for our toes and fingers, so at th end of the snowmobiling I could not feel my toes until half an hour after boarding the bus... Eek

Me shiok sendiri-ing at the first pit stop.

So after the snowmobiling, the tour decided to warm us up (finally) by bringing us to the Mahoroba Hot Spring resort in Noboribetsu (not like you'll remember the name anyway). Se the thing about this resort is, the saunas and the jacuzzi are heated by hot springs, so it's supposed to be really really healthy. Problem is (well not problem la, more like trick) that you're supposed to go in NAKED (maybe I shouldn't have put it in caps letters). So yeah, it was literally a sausage fest when I went in, but after 10 minutes or so you just don't really wanna bother anymore, and you just wanna have a nice time. And besides, couldn't see shit without my specs anyway, was very distracted by the 40 degrees of hot water. Got really stuffy after a while though, but nonetheless it was a very interesting experience.

So much more to talk about, so I'll leave it for part two, I'll see you guys next post. Sorry about the weird change of font sizes, dunno how to fix that.

Quodlibet

Leiotrichous----> Having straight hair. I have explanations for this hiatus. But whatever it is, I'M NOT DEAD. Neither is this blog. MUahaah.

Well firstly, I would really apologise to those who have actually made the effort to read this page, as well as pester me for updating it... I haven't exactly started the semester off in the most spectacular fashion. In simple terms, I'm single now. Should've announced that a month ago though. I've also been discovering myself and evaluating myself constantly, what I did wrong, what I haven't done right, and it's all about living on our own and growing up I guess. Just gotta take it one step at a time. Of course my love life hasn't been the only thing bothering me from blogging. I've been training desperately hard for the IH basketball team and table tennis team(more drama there) and I've been making new friends(or at least I try) with the 2nd semester freshers, they're so funny to laugh with and laugh at you know. Part of the blame also has to go to random half-hour periods spent on Minesweeper(my record's 184 seconds now), Freecell(12 game streak), Sonic 3(finished in a day), and Pokemon Crystal(I still can't beat Ash dammit).
So long, good memories.

Right. Now that I have cleared the air and dusted the cobwebs a bit, let's start updating from mid-July, my last post. Waiting for someone isn't easy. Especially when you're waiting for an answer, a conversation even. I was introduced to a song quite a while ago "Slow dancing in a burning room" by John Mayer. The name speaks for itself really, and I was wrong to overlook the little things when you jump too soon into a relationship. I used to think that all I have to do is look for that "X-factor" in a girl, make sure she doesn't have any "don'ts", and make the effort to work around or work out the 99% difference between us. I suppose it would only work if both sides make the effort. Otherwise your relationship would really have a problem. And when the ship starts sinking, you really just wanna make it as gentle as possible, and all people can really tell you is "I know it must be hard for you" or "Just give it time" and I know real friends don't do that.

In the process of sitting, wishing and waiting, I started to re-evaluate myself as well as my friends, who would really stick up for me or pester me when I pretend that everything's alright. I found that, you really can find true friends in the most unexpected places. I find it quite irritating sometimes that some people just expect you to be okay and when something happens, they panic and start blaming other people around me for shit that happens to me. I suppose that's himan reaction really, coz they don't have anything else to estimate how well you are, or what's wrong with you. It would be nice though, to have people come up to me and just say how are you and mean it, instead of just expecting a "fine". I've been told before that it's a culture to ask "how are you" as a greeting. That's one of Australia's cultures, I have found hard to get used to. It's like everytime someone asks me "How are you?", I actually stopped for 3 seconds and think about it, and I notice that people just tune off you've come up with an answer. Pretty funny really, watching their reactions when you answer and they just stay dumbfounded.

Anyway bottom line is, I've learnt my lesson yet again; However I am the type of person that keeps my feelings in a drawer. Relationships to me are special; I like having the attraction feeling around when that person enters the room, makes life a lot easier to go along. Of course my commitments wouldn't go to that person la. It's amazing how you realise your mistakes only when you make them. That's the way life works I suppose.

On the brighter note of things, I have been really thinking about growing up. I've been asked before "If you can't grow up in terms of handling a relationship like this, how do you suppose you can grow up?" Sounds a bit harsh I know, but if you think about it, I've got a long, long way to go to grow up. I've always thought that being "grown up" enough meant that you can live on their own, do their own thing, and they always had they "mature presence" whenever they're around, like they're the ones that can handle things when things go wrong. I always wanted to be like that. However, there have been a lot of similiar "traits" that could be mistaken as mature, such as knowledgeable, independent, sensitive, or "emotional control". If only life were that simple. It was only recently that I realised that being mature isn't just all that. I've been told since young many many times that "I wasn't good enough to do this" or "You're not gonna make it", and I always took it as a challenge head on, coz for one, you learn from your mistakes when you fall anyway, so might as well make them when you're young, and you can almost always depend on your parents to help if something really goes wrong. You get that sense of "guidance" that the thing you're doing is beyond your scope, and you always feel like learning, you know. In the end, it comes down to how much you wanna learn all the time. Being mature is somewhat(at least to me it is somewhat like) like being in charge of the situation when something comes up, to have initiative and be able to handle the consequences if you fail. I don't mean like you take it up coz no one else wants to, like Liz's sister's boyfriend in Shaun of the Dead when zombies started taking over. It's almost like, you love having responsibility coz you want to do something adn be responsible. Shit I'm going in circles now, better stop there, hopefully you and I get what I mean.

You know ever since coming to Australia, I've always been aware of the "cultural difference" that existed between where I'm from and everything outside Malaysia. I've been exposed to so many different people, and hence so many different things you'll learn everyday from whoever you meet (especially when you're living in IH). For example, slurping your coffee is REALLY REALLY annoying to most people in Australia, I just figured out during studying period =P and you can actually "hook up" with someone like, randomly at the bar without having a relationship with them after that night. Wonder what's that like. I've been also reaching out myself, gone to a Sunday mass ONCE, and prayer meetings several times, just for the fun of it. I've met so many new people, who have really opened my eyes (and I can guarantee you I'm not copying this from some sample essay). So many different people to learn from, so many different people to appreciate, but quite unfortunately a lot of different people to tolerate also la haha. Some people just has such different opinions compared to yours, that you really have to watch what you are saying, otherwise people would get the wrong impression (Yes, what Russell Peters said is true). I've learnt that most Christians here aren't like most Christians in Malaysia where they don't really open up to you unless you're Christian as well, and all their parents just wanna convert you, here it's so different, it's more like they treat Christianity as a super fun club (not literally of course) and they are really devoted to their God at the same time.

"Press this button and you will see God naked" - On the pedestrian light opposite Trinity College

That's a projected movie from a computer, onto a BUILDING. It was shown from the opposite building's 3rd floor, how cool is that, everyone just lies down on the grass and watches the movie.

Speaking on getting used to stuff, mom and dad were right about Melbourne weather. You really can get 4 seasons in a day, and as a results, you get beautiful flowers as well...

Wonderful winter flowers

Speaking of learning, I am learning how to cook "well, sort of". For my self help program in IH, I helped the chef make choc log cake for 100 ppl, and then the next week I marinated potatoes for dinner that night.

So creamy, bloody hell.

My reward for the effort : Moon cake, so rare, yummmmm

I also managed to travel to a few suburbs when I was in Melbourne. For those who don't know, a suburb such as Brighton as compared to Melbourne city, is like PJ compared to KL. And I can tell you, the traffic system in Melbourne is probably heaps better than KL, but a lot more complicated coz of the existence of TRAMS on the same level of traffic on the road. It's really convenient for the public really, coz you can just hop on and hop off at the next stop and it saves you quite a lot of time, PLUS it's cheaper than a cab... Also the Melbourne city is actually a grid, where streets in the city centre look like the patterns on a waffle, unlike KL where the roads look like spaghetti...

Random lion dance at North Court, Union House, celebrating Festival of Nations, although most of the food was Malaysian =( Had some pretty good Taro cake though.

One thing you also notice in Aus is that the graffiti is BEAUTIFUL. And I'm not talking about the random signatures on walls that look like capellini, I'm referring to this:

Awesome pokemon graffiti near one of the suburbs

The graffiti stretched that long, can you imagine how long these fellas took to come up with this?

And of course, there's the food. My mom introduced Pavlova to me when I came back to Malaysia in July, and it was quite good...

Some things have to be appreciated, especially when they're made so pretty.

Right this post is getting long enough, so I'll leave you with Australia's best street name :


See you next post.

Leiotrichous

Splifficate----> destroy. I love the holidays. I hate spending it 2000 miles away from my girlfriend though. :(

If not, hols have been pretty much entertaining and enlightening. I sort of had a "preview" of what my would be in about a few years time. I've gathered a lot of insight on relationships, from both men and women. I've drastically improved in 9-ball pool (although I don't thinik I can really beat anyone yet), and I've had a LOT of catching up done.

When you come home from an entirely new enviroment, the old "home" that you used to would have seemed to change a lot. You start realising how much "freedom" you have at home, where parents have everything covered(ironic, right?). Hence, I have been on a shopping spree, a song-downloading spree(I get 200Mb quota per week in IH) and a food-eating spree. I've pretty much eaten all the Malaysian food I can stomach since coming back, except Japanese strangely, never really had the mood to have Japanese. I've also bought beautiful new futsal shoes to replace my old red soldiers, pics on that later. New orange shirt, new table tennis bat (my own, yes!!!) and heaps of supplies from home that I forgot to bring first time. So I could rate my "value for time" as a 9/10 la. Only thing is that I didn't get to see ALL of my friends, especially my IH ones haha.

Of course coming back also means that you learn new things from home that you've never really noticed before and you start to appreciate. A fine example would be not needing to do the laundry every week or so, how to take care of yourself and fold clothes PROPERLY haha, and the freedom of driving. Oh, yes, I have driven Wendy (for the last time, sadly) quite a bit, I'm gonna miss Wendy the Waja. I also have started to take interest in what my dad actually does, and how he does things la, but not really into it yet, probably next semester holidays. It's all part and parcel of growing up I guess, you just gotta take it one step at a time.

Wendy got towed away the other day. Weird right. I decided to rpark in front of a house, and unluckily they towed away by the JPJ. THe funny thing was that after a paid for the fine, 2 weeks later the tow centre sent a notice saying that I don't pay the compound (which was the same amount) I would be sent to court. Funny right. Man what has the world become.

I've also been playing football/basketball everyday for the last two weeks since I came back. At least my stamina has SOME improvement, so I'm generally happy and hopefully I'd break into the IH team.

You know meeting all your old friends are really exciting. However, meeting up with certain friends only really you get to enjoy the reunion. I just got back from a dinner with my Sri KDU friends, and I gotta say it was one of the best reunions compared to what I went to for the last few weeks. When you meet up with most friends, you only talk about two things in general: What you've done together before and what you're up to now. I just had two get-togethers (one with my Sunway college mate and one was the Sri KDU dinner) which both were so enjoyable I'd probably miss all of them even more when I'm in Australia. We just kapt talking an exchanging conversation, it felt like, you want to know more about them, and at the same time everyone wants to know about what you're up to. I'm an attention seeker, so I feel a bit shiok la when people ask about how I'm doing. Compared to the last few meetings, where all my friends would just talk about what we've done before, man you just know that the chemistry's not there anymore, and there's nothing to talk about. What would you make of it? Maybe it's that I'm not particularly close to those people. like my teachers. I recently had the chance to talk to them again, and really there hasn't been a lot to talk about, like you've known them for 2 years and they're still your acquaintance. It's amazing, I tell you.

I've also been fixing the computer. Again and again and again. At least the computer's working a lot faster now, after some really useful tips from my IH friends about how to check and fix your computer.

Well that's all I've been doing really, see ya guys next post in Aus. I miss my baby so much.

Spifflicate

Chuck-farthing----> A game of skill and chance. For those who don't know, I'm back in Malaysia. SURPRISE!!!!!!

The first thing I HAD to do in Malaysia was to get diarrhoea. Blech. Must've been one of the Maggi Goreng's that I had. Yes, I have randomly called many many friends about my arrival, I remember one of their reactions as absolute silence, that was so funny, like they just saw an accident or something.

I'm still suffering a headache from the heat and stuffiness. I managed to play 1 game of basketball so far, and it was SO tough I tell you, you just run out of breath in 30 seconds, so it's either my fitness has gone down the drain, or I'm suffering from heat exhaustion, or it's the humidity that's killing me and my pet chipmunk named tiny.

I suppose when you come back to Malaysia, you really start appreaciating the wonders of Malaysia(such as the food, people etc.) And you start realising that no matter how much you make fun if Malaysia (oops) you still love the stupid traffic, the ability to bribe cops with almost nothing (to foreigners anyway), the horrendous state of football and yet we support Malaysia in the AFC as much as we can, the list goes on...

Anyway next post before I leave, can't really think of anything right now :)

Chuck-farthing

Droogish----> Attitude of a street gang. Near a month since my last post. Oh baby blog I've missed you.

Exams are over, for me at least. I finished on the 15th, which was last Friday, and ever since I have been watching non-stop episodes of Heroes which my friend has burnt on two CDs for me, hence the no-post after the 15th. I can tell you ever since exams finished, you wouldn't really wanna have stayed in IH any longer, it's slowly turning into a ghost town. You can't wait to get out, and you just don't want to come home haha. Heroes is interesting in its own way, I guess. Teaches you to have hope no matter how bad the circumstances, and just... Being yourself. Sounds cool and ideal in a way, but I suppose it would only work at the right moments la. Watched Shrek 3 the other night, very random but trying to teach you to BE YOURSELF, I tell you I can't wait for the 4th, they introduced quite a few new characters that have yet to be elaborated.

I hate it when Murphy's Law bites you in the butt. Generally Murphy's Law means that anything that can go wrong will go wrong at the worst possible time. Murphy's Law is one of the few rules that I strictly abide, and so far nothing's really gone wrong. Until recently at least. So many planned things, gone to waste, all because of silly us not anticipating what can and would go wrong. So what do we do when something goes wrong?

I've been also venturing into religious... umm.. stuff la. Personally I'm agnostic, which implies it is irrelevant whether God exists or not. Anyway, the other week, while my ankle was twisted, I went for a prayer meeting in IH, just to find out what it is la. For my experience, prayer meetings was more of a sharing of experiences rather than just praising the lord and whatever. At the end of the prayer meeting, we had prayer requests, which is just everyone making a request to Jesus for anything la. And my friend, who knew about my ankle, made a request that my ankle healed faster. Next morning, I started walking again. Coincidence or act of whoever's up there? Hm...

Next post in 30 seconds.

Droogish

Cenatory----> Dinner or supper.

WHAT PEOPLE DO DURING SWOT VAC

1. Play with their food.
   

People also pretend to be sharks.
People also make and stare at ice sculptures.

Mt. LuKeong.

They... umm... Eat each other.

And of course, the Pitaman's still hunting around the study hall.

I love IH.

Cenatory

Vaccary---> Cow pasture. Where they keep cows basically. Having hot water running down your ear on a cold morning like this is one of the best feelings in the world.

Right. I am WAYYYY overdue. In the space between my last post(which was May 8) and now, so many things have happened that you know that a long post is coming. Haha. Right, first things first. I managed to get a few Cafe pictures despite being so caught up in Cafe, so here it is.

Yeah that's me. Cool right. The girl was one of the ushers. It's too bad though, she wasn't supposed to be wearing the white shirt inside =P

Group zombie photo(Thriller). Some of them actually LOOK dead.

OK now I should've mentioned this quite a while ago, but yea, happy really really belated birthday xin yu... Oops...

Silly little girl. She just turned 18.

Yeah, that's what she's holding. I got her a Skullometer jug by the way.

You know birthday parties almost always leads to people getting drunk one way or another. I actually had the privilege to witness some very, very funny people getting drunk. Funny and dangerous at the same time. From what I've seen so far, I managed to conclude that there are a few types of drunks(as in people who get drunk, not alcoholics):

1. The happy drunk. We were at my friend's birthday party, and after a few drinks my friend started wandering around the room, laughing and giggling and occasionally rolling all over the floor. It's fun to watch, because the guy's actually only tipsy, but he's behaving so funnily we just assume that he's drunk.
2. The singing drunk. Also known as the screaming/wailing drunk. Most people fall into this category. Famous songs include parodies of Justin Timberlake's SexyBack, Irish songs, and the occasional random song from the 70s. Very entertaining when in a large crowd. Wailing drunks apparently complain a lot, and seem to make up "half words" like Idon'tahhhhblechscgfwnooodonmakeme and so on.
   
3. The "unaware" drunk. This is the funniest of all. These are the type of drunks that do stuff that are so bizarre that you'd rather send them to bed rather than let them go on. Some examples include stripping (for males in a big crowd), rolling about the floor doing animal sounds, and so on.
   
4. The angry/emo drunk. These tyoe of drunks are the hardest to tell, coz you never knwo whether they're already drunk, or they're just emoing really, really badly. However, there are obvious symptoms when they DO become drunk, such as : mixing up the names that they were emoing about, smashing/ smashing into glass, threatening people who don't play their song etc.
   

One common effect of being drunk is that normally, after a while(long or short), they pass out. And that's when you have to help them back to bed. Some people pass out in weird positions; I'm not gonna elaborate on that. On helping people back to bed, they either get up and start walking/limping to their room, or they don't. Those that do would reach their room in 5, and all you do is get a bucket and their phone to their side, and everything'll be alright in the morning. Those that don't(and just happen to be heavy, according to Murphy's Law), well you just have to make the effort to carry them all the way to their room, which would seem easy when spoken of, but in reality is very, very difficult. Watch out for spew as well, if you get it first hand, you definitely wouldn't forget it in the morning.

You know being around the city on weekends, whether to shop or just hang out with friends is really a fun experience. You get to see random funny shit on the road such as this:

You don't see this in Malaysia.

This is actually a toilet sign. Next thing you know, they're gonna come up with a "Couples room" which totally demeans the idea of a toilet.

Spending time at night with friends could be fun too. There was one night where is was cold enough to have a layer of mist on Princes' Park. So a few of us decided to take off into the darkness(about midnight) towards the light illuminating the cold:

Yeah it sorta looked like that. Those are two of my wacky friends Krista and Victoria in the light, it felt like Genting at 6 in the morning, damn cold. My toes were numb when we got back =S

Things like these sorta make you miss Malaysia a bit more. The feeling of being on Genting at ground level brings me back when dad used to take me up Genting on a random Saturday morning, waking me up all blurr-derred at 5a.m. Recently I've seen and tasted a few sights of Malaysia that made me look forward to returning to Malaysia again:

Nasi lemak at Norsiah's kitchen. Although it's 6.75AUD, the memories where I used to put extra-extra-extra sambal is SO worth it.

I miss Wendy.

And for those of you who think that Uni life isn't complicated, check out what I drew by hand.

For my digital systems. I also made a program which plots obstacles on a map. Damn cool.

You know IH isn't very happening on weekdays, because you're supposed to study. On weekdays that I don't feel like studying, I do this:

My record's 320 seconds now. The world record's 10 times faster than me.

I tell you this week's gonna be hardest for me. It's the "transition week" that I have to gradually turn all of my play time into my study time. I have to do it by next week coz swot vac's round the corner, and that means 18 hours a day of studying(not including distraction time) so I'm gonna have to buck up.

Will update a few more times this week, see ya next post.