Suddenly got the urge to post random-random-seldom-phantom-phenomenon photos. (That was total crapping for an intro)

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Graduation Day onwards

(I'm so back-dated, even carbon dating can be significant now)

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Evelyn and Chiew Wai

(Quote Chiew Wai: "I come by the wind, go by the wind...")
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Da group of girls (including Yuan Nung)
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Partially Hoong Jun & Chiang Chiang~!
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Some random guy and Kah Man~!
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Looks like family photo... produktifnya Chiew Wai. =P
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Planet of the Apes. Siow-rilla and Chee-panzee.

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Eng Eu's facial expression was bad enough, but what's with the white liquid? Hm.
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The most productive way to group study. (Hint the pile of cards)
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Starbucks ala group studying with (from left) myself, Boon, JJ, Chee Hoe and his Finger.
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Swee Ing acts cool amidst the madness on the table.
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During Kita Tuition with Dinesh and faded Chee Kar.
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Hannah and Mok during group study in Starbucks (my second home).

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Advert: Go for Starbucks! Spend it for fucks!

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Green Hut's antique furniture... I mean electrical appliance.

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Lunch out at Green Hut. Mok, Z and Arabic.

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HOW THE HECK DID HE END UP IN GREEN HUT???

My discipline teacher from SMKDJ. =.="
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Chemistry.

Before.

Hmm. Calm. Confidence (false hope). Serious.

After.

WhAt?!? JiAk SAi La!! BaRk?!! QuACk?!?! DoOM!! GiNa SaI AlsO MoRE HaRUm aR!!!

Aiyo. My future career narrowed down to: Mat Rempit. Kitchen's 'DeeJay'. Narrator for 'late night' TV channel in Australia. Voice-cast over for cartoon porn. Nude model for art classes. Llama herder in Arab. Window cleaner in KL Tower.

[Depressed, unpressed, overpressed, got-pressed...]

"It's the Final Countdown~!!!!" [cue grand song]

Few more days, and hell is going to break loose. By all means, I hoped that no one's dog's name is Hell.

I am so exhausted (not physically, just my eyes) that if you throw a pillow behind my head, I will sleepwalk on the spot. Already had a feeling that the exams is over. Quit thinking, you nitwit!

One whole week of group studying in Starbucks made me sick of textbooks. Yet I'm not prepared. And already my brain is saturated completely. Saddest thing, when I took a vacation from group studying, I don't feel like studying alone anymore.

Great, I need group study. Addiction~! T.T

Anyone need group study? =P

Oh my goodness.

King of Tennis Tournament, which is to be held in Penang, is cancelled?

That's a big joke. A really big one.

And the best part is yet to come. It's going to be the most anticipated event of the month: The blaming game.

Here are the rules and regulations.

Rule no.1: Do not panic when a finger is pointed at you. React fast back by pointing back.

Rule no.2: The objective of the game is to outnumber your opponent's counts of accusations.

Rule no.3: If there's nothing to accuse back, accuse another party, thus adding a new opponent.

What an embarrassment. Sigh.

Hopefully in the future, nothing like this repeats again.

So much for seeing Sampras or McEnroe.

Wa. Lao. Weh.

Exactly one week to the first paper of STPM?

Nah. Not that bad la.

Only got 6 days 10 hours left to start the first paper. =.="

What. The. Fish.

The nearer the exams, the lesser my mood to study.

I just want to end this STPM. Gah~!

STPM. Its' initials stand for 'Sodomising Takes Perfect Maneuver'.

Seriously, it really does.

Makes you nervous, eh?

Sigh.

HELP~!

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While studying Pengajian Am Kertas 1 textbook, I came across this:

The classic example of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
The author must be desperate for goodness of the country. Malaysia Boleh spirit!

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And days ago, I went to a Restaurant, and the name of the restaurant sparked a hypothesis of its' origin.

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One day, when the old man decided to give his son his restaurant, his son has no idea what to call his new shop. So, he went up to ask his dad:

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"Dad, what do we call this shop?"

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Due to bad hearing, his dad replied:

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"SAY WHAT??"

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Hence the shop name.

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Restaurant Say Huat??

MUET paper.

Malaysian University English Test.

The writing component. Blek.

How can you ask a person to give opinions of being materialistic when that person is himself materialistic??? (and the person is me)

While writing, I'm actually shooting myself down.

Makes me want to be more materialistic. Bah!

In the reading component, there's one comprehension about overthinking. There's a part where they elaborate on "Chaotic Overthinking". My first impression: A guy grabbing his own hair, flings his head in centripetal motions, only one leg touching the ground, screaming in unidentified emotions. Chaotic is a strong word, you know.

Sigh. Did not really do well. Hoping for a Band 4 or 5.

Why there is no screaming component in MUET? I could have scored Band 7 by then.

Results from my mom's gardening skills. She's crazy over it. And good at it, too!

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Her love for gardening makes the whole perimeter of the house full of potted plants.
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Mooooorrrrniiinnnngggg Gloooorrrryyyyy~!!!
(The name of this flower sounds like an advertisement for wake-up call service)
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My family pet-cum-guard-dog.
We call him by two names: Smarty (don't know why)
and MAHCHA~!!! (I think it's "brother-in-law" in Tamil)
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My daily breakfast: bread, cheese, kaya, butter, and plate.
My parents were dead worried when they saw me taking this photo.
"Has our son gone lunatic? He's making a photo album out of his breakfast!!?!" =.=
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Study group in MBSSKL. Pui Mun was looking for her spectacles, unaware that it is on the table; Dinesh was traumatised for no reason; Mok was itching with Hannah's phone; Hannah was trying to get into the photo but failed to do so (she's hidden at the left bottom corner); and Daniel Siow tried to camwhore but forgot that the camera lens is on the other side of the phone, hence this photo.

*My favourite series: MYTHBUSTERS

*For those people who think Physics is literally the end of the world to them, watch this series on Discovery Channel 551. Even I'm still watching it amidst the arrival of STPM.

Graffiti. Its' a form of expression.

Near Pasar Seni bus station. It struck me that Malaysians are really creative.

Even the not-so-good ones have heavy representations.

There's was a time when the huge parit next to the Pasar Seni bus station has fascinating artwork.
But sadly, it was repainted into... ermm... silent-white-monotonous wall?
Aiks, it was artistic back then.

I wonder if I could do a graffiti of my own...
First of all, I need a theme and a blueprint.

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Hmm...

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I got it!

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The world shall know the greatest secret...

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The secret of living a fulfilling life...

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Physics~!!!

I want the world know about the existence of frictional force, Newton's Law of Gravitation, graphs of gravitational field strength...


The blueprint is fantastic, don't you think?

And it's blue, too!

It's historical.

Senator Barrack Obama will be the president of the United States on the 20th Janaury 2009.

Let's hope he can fulfill all the promises he made. I have a feeling he will be having a tough time due to the economic situation now. But I wish him all the best in sitting on one of the most influential throne in the world. I can feel that the world will change dramatically during his term.

And guess what?

The black president in the White House! This is the first ever.

America would be proud of this fact. That's what we called democracy.

And Senator John McCain was really sporting in admitting defeat. Kudos to him, too! Not like our country's politicians... >.<

Hopefully, history will not repeat itself. I'm referring to incidents like the assassination of John F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King Jr. to name a few.

Let's pray for the smooth transition of power which will occur next year.

Note: I actually watched the votes being counted and the announcement of the future president. Woohoo!! I have witnessed a historical moment!

Sub-Consious mind: [*Really naive la you...]

Though I'm not so clear about the America's election system, I gotta say...

It's one heck of a fun to watch it.

It's the battle between the Democrats and the Republican. Senator Barrack Obama versus Senator John McCain. Joe Biden versus Sarah Palin.

By looking at the way I typed, you can guess who I favoured to win.

There's two possiblities of the outcome:

1. Democrats will win and history are made (the first black president of US)

2. Republicans will win and the world will notice the history being repeating itself (remember Al Gore vs. George Bush?)

Now you know who am I rooting for?

Somehow, the name Obama sounds calm, relaxing, ambient, peaceful...

Just like Ogawa.

Figure out these questions:

1. What do you call Transformer's sister?

2. Hence, what do you call their father and mother?

3. What transportation do they take to balik kampung?

*Want to know the answer to these three? Check it out in the comments' section.

Suddenly have a urge to upload pictures. Lol.

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The main weapon which is constantly reloaded by KITA tuition's Auntie Huan.

Without this, we could have been in coma state.

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I took this when I was caught in the jam fetching my sister from tuition.

I did not know that my dad's car's dashboard looks hot in the night.

Reminds me of Tokyo Drift (Or Damansara Jam).

Btw, this is the new Proton Iswara. Like Evo, hor?

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I took this photo at MBS's car park, near the church.

Interestingly, the arrow painted on the road is for safety purpose

- that is, to avoid the hole.

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Randomness is my nature. Please forgive me.

I was actually refreshing my memory on Physics when suddenly old forgotten memories came back to haunt me. I could still remember one of my old school mate goes to McDonald's to order a special meal.

Chicken Foldover. Wait, here comes the best part.

Without chicken.

*stares blankly*

From there, it sparked a series of annoying food jokes among the school mates.

Chicken rice without chicken.

Roti Canai without Roti.

Fried Rice without rice (?).

Hokkien Mee without Mee (LOL).

Tau Fu Fa without Tau Fu.

Colonel Burger from KFC without burger.

McFluffy...

You get the picture.

I had a living nightmare. And it is affecting my dignity.

While I was packing my stuff, I lifted my school bag and realized that it was heavy. So, I was like, "Deng, I left my DSLR camera in my bag, I guess."

Then I remembered that I did not touch my DSLR camera for two weeks already.

So, I searched through my bag, looking for the source of the sudden heaviness.

Nothing looked heavy at all.

I took a peek at my wall mirror.

CAOWABANGA!! Where's my biceps????

After so many many many months of training since after SPM, I just stopped training for these two months. And all I get from this is a piece of lump on my arms??? How to go back HAD???

Reassurring myself, I tried to find the source of the heaviness by remove the items in the bag one by one.

It was such a vivid nightmare, I could still remember the items in my bag: KITA tuition file, a stack of past year's maths paper, my "pentadbiran" clear folder (what the...?), my metallic pencil box, my calculator... and that's all.

Geez, the school bag was still heavy.

Wait, there's nothing left in my school bag.

WTF!!!!!!!!!

There goes my dignity la. So much for self-esteem.

After STPM...

...is REVENGE!!!!

Seriously, this is depressing.