Hooked up on soundtracks, this time it's from the Japanese Drama, 冰之世界 (Ice World) I just like those soft musics, not to mention some fast tracks. The way they arrange the soundtracks is kinda amusing, for example there's 'The Color of Eternal Love' and 'The Color of Last Love'; 'Inside the Heart Beats' and 'Outside a Heart Beats'... Kind of... Gay!
The ones I liked best is the beating hearts, the colors, and the red passions... Sad, haunting but yet peaceful... The red passions seems like a story long unfolded being told once again but with a sad tone... The colors brings out the colors of the night very well, the soundtracks corresponds well with the night...
Well... Can't talk much here... I'm going back to my Winamp to play some music...
Monday, December 26, 2005
Friday, December 23, 2005
PMR Results
Wow the results are out!
But of course, it's for my youngest brother, not me. Na na na... Congratulations lorrr.... Nice flush!
The photos seen in the newspaper about people bragging about their success (haha just joking) makes me wonder, what had I done in the past. Sadly enough (did I got through it?) I didn't secure a flush, meaning that I had failed myself (setting a target too high for myself). I still remember some teachers summoning me to the headmaster office, asking me whether I know some of these names (since I knew quite some people and I was the monitor before) and asking me to write out their Chinese characters. I have no idea what's going on during that day, I was just waiting for my results.
And then my classmates they got their results outside the office. I congratulated them and suddenly realized that... The names that I've written down in the office corresponds to the straight-A's in front of me. The worst part is---my name wasn't in the list. Immediately I wish that I wasn't there at all... You could imagine the pain. Now I'm not a good student, but people and I thought that I would get 7A's... Bah! There my dreams go! I did bad in the Chinese papers... People were rejoicing near the camera lenses but I was kinda alone, although standing in the midst of my friends...
Things get even worst by Form 4. I was separated from my best of friends (but in the process got to know good friends that I haven't even met before) I was so desperate to get into the first class, where all my best buddies since Form 1 was in. I was bugging the prefect master all day long (sorry, Miss Chu... I was so naive then) asking her where was the privilege she promised the prefects (the prefects were the king of that school that time. Now, times had changed, due to one and single person, who corrupted the whole board) I was throwing a temper around, and people can see me messing around. I believe poeple would be muttering behind me, "Look! He had fallen from grace! And he deserves that, as he was always so mean with us students!"
It was a wake up call, and that's the most important thing I've learnt from my PMR... Not science, not language, not geography, nor history... I just learnt how to wake up! Well I woke up well, but again the same thing happened in my SPM... Devastated? Yep~~~
But I woke up again, now that's the spirit I like about humans...
Finally I wish to congradulate all the PMR takers out there... If you score full A's, be glad and countinue to work hard. You deserve it! For those who does not fare quite "well", go on with ya lives! You are not dead yet, the world hasn't crumble yet. So, make something out of it. BE proud that you are still living like others and if others can do it, SO DO YOU!
A happy note --- Congrats to ruX2nub!
Last but not least, good luck to sienz!
But of course, it's for my youngest brother, not me. Na na na... Congratulations lorrr.... Nice flush!
The photos seen in the newspaper about people bragging about their success (haha just joking) makes me wonder, what had I done in the past. Sadly enough (did I got through it?) I didn't secure a flush, meaning that I had failed myself (setting a target too high for myself). I still remember some teachers summoning me to the headmaster office, asking me whether I know some of these names (since I knew quite some people and I was the monitor before) and asking me to write out their Chinese characters. I have no idea what's going on during that day, I was just waiting for my results.
And then my classmates they got their results outside the office. I congratulated them and suddenly realized that... The names that I've written down in the office corresponds to the straight-A's in front of me. The worst part is---my name wasn't in the list. Immediately I wish that I wasn't there at all... You could imagine the pain. Now I'm not a good student, but people and I thought that I would get 7A's... Bah! There my dreams go! I did bad in the Chinese papers... People were rejoicing near the camera lenses but I was kinda alone, although standing in the midst of my friends...
Things get even worst by Form 4. I was separated from my best of friends (but in the process got to know good friends that I haven't even met before) I was so desperate to get into the first class, where all my best buddies since Form 1 was in. I was bugging the prefect master all day long (sorry, Miss Chu... I was so naive then) asking her where was the privilege she promised the prefects (the prefects were the king of that school that time. Now, times had changed, due to one and single person, who corrupted the whole board) I was throwing a temper around, and people can see me messing around. I believe poeple would be muttering behind me, "Look! He had fallen from grace! And he deserves that, as he was always so mean with us students!"
It was a wake up call, and that's the most important thing I've learnt from my PMR... Not science, not language, not geography, nor history... I just learnt how to wake up! Well I woke up well, but again the same thing happened in my SPM... Devastated? Yep~~~
But I woke up again, now that's the spirit I like about humans...
Finally I wish to congradulate all the PMR takers out there... If you score full A's, be glad and countinue to work hard. You deserve it! For those who does not fare quite "well", go on with ya lives! You are not dead yet, the world hasn't crumble yet. So, make something out of it. BE proud that you are still living like others and if others can do it, SO DO YOU!
A happy note --- Congrats to ruX2nub!
Last but not least, good luck to sienz!
Friday, December 16, 2005
Uh oh
Uh oh.... There's something quite wrong with my foot... The dorsal surface is kinda bulging above the whatever bone (head o talus? cuboid? medial cuneiform?) Should be the navicular... Cuboid's on the lateral... Sorry Bharti and Nah... Gave back what I've learnt! Going to the doc's tomorrow... Hope it isn't going to be some neoplastic events, not even a benign one... I don't want to go for surgery... Mah FAn!!
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Mongolian Magnolia
I was buying a stick of Lion by Magnolia that day near my girlfriend's place... That Bangladeshi behind the counter sure know how to cheat me. He collected RM1, and kept the change for himself when the price stated is only 60 Cents... Now I'm not stingy, but wasn't he stealing? So I insisted and blah blah blah... It turned out that he 'misread' and 'misunderstood' the price tag, mumbling inaudibly to himself (while he's trying to explain the situation) so I finally get change back.
The fun begins when my GF complained about that poor man. She mentioned, he's a cheat, WTH (my language, not hers) was he doing etc etc... And she mentioned about my nice Mongolian Lion Stick... MONGOLIAN? Magnolia lar... We had quite a laugh about her Mongolian Lion Stick I'm licking. Can't stop laughing at her until she decided to take things into her hand... Then I had to stop... ROFL!! MONGOLIAN ice cream... Sorry arr, Huah!
The fun begins when my GF complained about that poor man. She mentioned, he's a cheat, WTH (my language, not hers) was he doing etc etc... And she mentioned about my nice Mongolian Lion Stick... MONGOLIAN? Magnolia lar... We had quite a laugh about her Mongolian Lion Stick I'm licking. Can't stop laughing at her until she decided to take things into her hand... Then I had to stop... ROFL!! MONGOLIAN ice cream... Sorry arr, Huah!
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