The SWC Room

i found some colored pens with overdue calender...

...in the SWC room...

...two years ago

This familiar room, with occupants that changes seasons every two years.

But yet with that two years, it would be like a second home to many,

A sense of pride, a sense belonging; a sense of importance, a sense of status?

Invariably it starts with intimidating interviews and bossy seniors;

Then comes friendships and character, sweat and tears.

Hectic schedules, stress and of course joy..

Two years passed, and now it just feels altogether distant, far, unrelated; and yet ingrained with a tingling nostalgic feeling.

I guess two years probably is a long time, cause I got chased out from the room by juniors who said: "non-swc" should not be in here =.=

Oh wells, please don't forgot what SWC stands for

Student Welfare Committee

I remember how intense I was in trying to bring this aspect of the student body, making it an available place for those who are in need, or desperate for a lending hand. but i guess, it just didn't happen.

Best wishes to the current occupants of this room! Remember you are here to serve ya!

May you live out the name and its definition that much better this year! :)

Scammed -.-

I just hope writing this may help others from dropping into such schemes again. Though it may revealed my stupidity and oblivions (which I am usually not(but still =.=) )

Was on my way to Pasar Seni wanting to search the whole place upside down for wristbands which will be for the ONE LOVE event. The last supplier I dealt with which would produce customized wristbands did not place my order a week ago and just said "so now how?" to me when i found out a few days back. I couldn't do anything but just get on my feet and find lower quality substitutes

Once I reached Pasar Seni LRT Station, a few young man in their early twenties were giving out HAND OUTS and getting cold response from the people passing by. I was planning to do so too until one came to me and say "just open this and pass the 'thank you card' back to me so that I'll get RM1 commission". Well I thought why not help this poor guy here with his income so I took the hand-out, open it and gave the 'thank you card' back to him.

Just when the "dealing" was almost done and he was leaving, he had a glance at the hand out on my hand and out of a sudden was in a great shock. He said my hand out had a "special gift" word on it with a grey dote that is going to entitled me to a grand prize with minimum a free trip to Turkey. He's been here all day long and no one got it. I was really sick of their acting but a little moved by the vacation part. I insisted on leaving for my wristbands but the guy went on about this promotion is all over the papers (showing me a piece of it nicely folded from his pocket), and start asking me "didn't you see the booths in MidValley and Time Square? it's all over the place!"

Well now to think of it, he was intimidating me and at the same time increasing his creditability. But I really haven't been to MidValley for a long time so I wouldn't know. He said the only condition for you to win is I would need to take a photo with my prize be it a car or whatever which the newspaper cuttings are showing. At the same time I was distracted from his friends that kept saying I owe them a meal.

I was hesitating but he gave me no room to think as he picked up the phone, call the other end and say "hey we got a winner here!". I was continually pampered with congrats and then he said, 'let's go scanned your hand out and see which prize you've won. It's near midvalley."

I said I was in a hurry which I really was but he said it'll just take 7 mins. So from then on, I was on the taxi with him chatting nicely through the way. Remembering the face and how he actually tried striking fake sincerity in conversations, I would really like to sink my fist into his face. But hey, that's not the right to do ae?

So we reached the office, I paid the taxi =.= He said he would pay me back if I won and kept telling me I owe him a meal. Anyway I went up to the office and holy moly, I knew I've just wasted my taxi ride that instant. I was now more curious on how they planned to fake things out. The office had nothing, was more like a renovated tuition center with extended rooms but besides that, they weren't even photos on the wall.

I was ushered in one of the rooms which had only a table, two blue executive chairs and a stack of file with more newsletters on it. He went on and on about what the prize was and the companies that were sponsoring and he laid down a piece of paper stating what prize there were which consisted of Toyota Camry, vacation to Australia, Japan.. The only problem was, it was hand written =.= (*faints) I went along with his game now knowing I've been scammed.

After he repeated the same thing over and over again, I asked him " so now what?". And guess what, he said "wait ha" and continue explaining things that are totally irrelevant seemingly to buy time. "You know Pioneer? You got use this brand a? Your mum got use this brand a?"

I asked again, "so what now??" Surprised with how awful his scamming skills was (which I fell for *hits myself) he said "wait ha" again and went on with his explanations on the prizes while showing his nervousness by scribbling on that precious hand out that was seemingly one in a million.

After the dreaded time, another guy with a heavy "bad boy" accent came in the room. Thank God someone with better scamming skills and common sense was taking over now, at least I don't have to suffer more awkward treatment. So he explained, i'm going to win a big fat prize but the government tax of the prize is not exempted. So I have to pay for the 6% government tax myself."

I was like, "cool, so where's my prize?"

"Oh you have to get ready the RM7000 government tax so that when we pass you you're prize you can pay us. The company don't wanna be in a losing side right? If you got the prize and went off without paying then we're gonna pay for you"

=.=

i skipped the part where I argued my business sense with this A -Long but he was making stupid cases up.

"I understand, but we had a case (ya ya ya) where a guy went off with the prize and left us with the government tax which we bared the lost. He was also a Chinese (what???) So we don't want that to repeat"

====.=====

"ok, i don't have RM7000." (thinking hard how to leave this joke and get back to my wristbands ):

"How bout like this la, we let you prepare the money in a span of a month (oh yes! I can leave!), but this one in a million hand out (which was awfully scribbled by both of them already) we reserve for you under your name, and you put a deposit on it"

-______________- Oh come on!!!

"I'm sorry but, I think I'll just pass la"

I skipped the whole part of him persuading and making me look stupid for rejecting such a great chance.

He gave up eventually

"ok fine, you just write your name on it and state the reason la, tomorrow remember to check the newspapers and see what prize you missed" And he walked off.

The first guy took over and said "so your reason is, you don't have enough cash la? okok" so he wrote --my name and 没钱(no money) on that terribly scribbled hand out.

As i was about to leave he even reminded me of tomorrow's newspaper =.= (get a job la!)

So I left and caught a taxi back which cost RM10 per way back to Pasar Seni. Feeling utterly annoyed at their stupidity. But more than that, I was even more annoyed at my own stupidity for falling for their's!!!!! *faints.... I really thought these sort of scams would only happen on the internet cause it's just too obvious and dumb to be on the streets. And I fell for it! *AAAA!!!

On the way back to Pasar Seni, I released my distress to the taxi driver, and he said: I wasn't his first customer that experienced this, some even left hundreds with them.

A lesson worth RM20 of taxi ride and some stupid yet funny experience.Boys and girls, do me a favor after reading this, besides laughing your lungs out at me, just don't repeat what I did ok.

So, the moral of the story is:

Next time, just go get your wristbands =.=

24th March 2011

TARC DKA 6PM

"ONE LOVE"

come and get a cool wristband *rawr!

peace!

Circumstances have no final say

bang my head into a rusty roof pillar.

realize it was bleeding after finding my hands stained of blood.

pain.

God you can close the wound. tonight!

prayed for a friend with an injured leg. not really healed.

I will keep on believing.

Earthquake and tsunami. badly affected Japan.

doesn't changes the fact that God is Love.

God, You reign

My Converse

I've washed them

nice to meet you* :D

don't get why it's so fun. hee

Love Gift

After church ended yesterday, Hannah passed me a green envelope with my huge name scribbled over it. She said someone gave me a love gift and would like to remained anonymous. I was stunned, a "love gift"? I felt something gushed through my veins, it was a good sensation. I think it was the feeling of being loved, and I really respect the fact that the person wishes to be unknown :)

There was once where I brought an Australian tourist to church whom i met at the airport flying back from Tullamarine. He shoved me a green note after hearing my pastor say it is harvest season and our phone bills might increased because we would need to call these new friends. Being an Asian, I naturally said no thanks and rejected his love offering. He looked at me in the eyes and said, "don't you believe in blessings?"

and to you,

Thanks for blessing me, what i received is not just the money, but of love and a lesson in giving, and that is priceless :)

God Bless ya :)

More Than This

I just flew to KL 2 weeks ago but with the schedule that packs from morning till midnight from Monday to Sunday, it feels like months. Its internship semester and most of my peers are having internship. But the fact that I did not does not mean I am free at all. Gosh i sound like i'm whining :p

To cut the story short, I have been busy with the CIMA Global Business Challenge preparations, which relates to meetings on nights on and weekends in between church services, research, toastmasters on Saturdays (made compulsory) and the meeting ups with mentors and lecturers, tell me about stress;

TARCollege Christian Fellowship which I do not know why i find no words to describe. There's meetings for everything, meetings for weekly CF, meetings for worship practice, meetings for Easter Celebration, meetings for prayer etc. Its not as work-oriented as it seems cause everyone is starting to desire more and so I chose to just yield and lay down what I can;

And then there is choir. Which I painfully decided to quit a year ago to focus on ministry and studies (Have always been in Choir since the age of 15 and it plays a huge role in molding the person I am now) but went back to help because Joey, a little sister to me whom i saw accepted Christ, changed and transformed by God, became the Chairperson of this hassling club. She accepted the challenge despite being inexperience. So I decided to support her and help out with the choir auditions and vocal teachings.

Prayer groups and cell groups are also important things that I've been sowing in. The prayer group which started last year have not ceased and people are still meeting up almost every night in hostel to pray. Same goes to cell group and church where we worship, go into the word and edify one another.

I am not done with my schedule. Been offered to be the emcee for the School of Business Studies 40th anniversary Carnival 2011 where I experienced talking a full whole day on the mic and it was really draining. Got closer to the lecturers and the working professionals as well as practice emceeing events. But still it was draining.

What I really wanna say is, I can be packed with "important" or "beneficial" activities that it really seems like life has been really awesome, from the diversity of scheduling that is. But what i learn is that, despite the work load that the hands and feet have been doing, the heart may not be benefited, be it even Godly things. I could be running from morning till night really doing things that "i should" but at the end of the day, was it really meaningful and beneficial to me, others and His Kingdom.

If all the things that I'm doing, does not carry a higher purpose than merely finishing the task, there is no point at all doing it and i would realise this sooner or later. Things must have a purpose, so that I won't be just passing by and bearing with my life till I grow old and die.

"My kingdom is not of this world." (John 18:36)

I desire to see a higher purpose in all that I am doing. I am really starting to desire spiritual things. I wanna see Heaven touch earth and God moving in every corner. I wanna see lives being changed and their destinies fulfilled. I desire to see people changing from their bad attitudes and be more and more like Christ. I desire to see the broken hearted being restored and the sick receiving healings from heaven. I wanna see signs, wonders and miracles happening in lives on a daily basis. Yes! I desire!

"Praise the Lord O my soul... who satisfies your desires with good things, so that your youth may be renewed like eagles"

(Psalms 103)

"I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me"

(Galatians 2:20)

I remember myself praying this prayer, that when people see me they will see God. May everything I do be a blessing to others, let it be a sowing into the Kingdom, to see greater things in life than the natural. Amen!

May Your glory shine through me Jesus!

-Manly Beach, Sydney

Little things in life that I don't want to take for granted

I woke up today reluctantly to the beeping sound of my phone alarm. As usual the half awake body would always whisper a million excuses to wait for the next snooze but I really needed to get up to meet this guy which I grumbled bitterly for his insane early appointment (Well it's 8.30am so I have nothing to complain about actually). Gingerly, I dressed up and pulled my zombie legs to school.

It was an appointment to get registration forms from the vice-president of the Toastmasters Club. I was greeted by him warmly followed by the enthusiastic advisor who was so energetic and passionate about Toastmasters. I quote, "I am a club-ber, but I club in Toastmasters clubs around town, and I can go 2 clubs a day for a whole stretch of a week!"

After the motivated conversation, I waved goodbye to them. I was hyped up enough to convince myself not to go back to sleep so i headed to the cafeteria for breakfast along with the forms. Breakfast wasn't anything to shout about, but I did felt satisfied over the fact that I had breakfast. With a very happy tummy, I walked back to my room and got brainwashed by my bed to join his evil yet pleasurable cult.

Indeed cults are bad ideas. Was constantly woke up by calls and text messages that i decided to just forget about sleeping and get some work done. Lunch time followed and I joined Chien Ling at the hostel canteen. Its always nice to eat with her cause she has an eating speed that is almost as fast as mine, and she gives funny faces cause she feels uncomfortable when you look at her so that can substitute as dessert. While having lunch, Serene who was having her internship but got sent back to college for Career Fair texted me for lunch. I wanted to visit her plus I could use another meal so I went to college to drop by her booth.

Serene and I, along with his boyfriend and a Zuma Queen registered for a business challenge which the winner would be going to China for the global finals. We named ourselves "Miracles". Mum didn't like the name, so did Mr.Lim Ching Teck our bubbly lecturer. They thought it gave an impression of a reliance towards chance and not hardwork which was the realistic way to do things. I do agree slightly, but for me it is just simply opening up and letting ourselves believe in something much more than ourselves :) I never doubt the possibility of making it to China and with this bunch of awesome people in the team, a "fantabulous" team name, and a God that is of grace and favor, nothing is impossible :)

And so, the story continues. As Serene and I got a place in the crowded cafeteria, we sat down and started talking. Of some reason it came to Toastmasters so I told her about how last Saturday's first Toastmasters meeting was and how we needed to joined because of the business challenge requirement. And so the registration forms came into mind because she would need to fill in them as well. As I try to recall the forms... Dang! I forgot where is it! I remember myself holding the form after this morning's meet up with the toastmasters people but after that... Gosh I'm losing things again....

Just before I got the chance to panic or get depress over my favourite hobby of losing thins , I saw a stake of paper just a ruler's length away from my table. I flipped it unintentionally out of reflex, and to my very surprise, it is the registration forms that I lost! My jaw dropped as the pieces of happenings started fitting in my mind. So it means i actually left it at the cafeteria this morning and forgot to bring it back. And amazingly I came back here for a Second lunch which is usually very unlikely and coincidentally sat on the same table out of the whole crowded cafeteria. And it was only then that i realize i lost it and found it at the same time! Gosh even my words are tongued up by this insane coincidence!

*breathes

God, Thank you so much for all this. Thanks for saving me the shame of going back to the advisor for new forms and write the the a big block word of "IRRESPONSIBLE" over my head as my first impression for her. Thanks for letting me know you are truly the unfathomable God is all mighty and surpasses human understanding and wisdom. Gosh, You're just amazing!

I haven't exactly have the time to blog but I just don't wanna take for granted this seemingly small, outwardly coincidental little happening of a normal day. He is real and He cares for even small things like thisfor me. What did I do to deserve such care and love! Thank You Jesus :)

May you're day be an amazing encounter with you're creator as well as He orchestras the big and also the small sweet things in life for you and my good :)

Have a blessed day people!

崇拜太阳

“哈？被单干了？早上才洗的这么那么快？”

“今天太阳大呀！”

听了这一句，我站在那顿时无语。习惯用月亮与星星的慢熬下晾干衣服的我，忘记了这自然法则的现象。突然，从记忆的无尽宇宙里冲来了一阵似光速的回忆。啊！对阿，太阳是发光与热量的，在他的热诚泡浴下被单干了肯定是理所当然的啊。我是这么了，应该是混外星人太久了。呵呵

太阳，你是一个恒星。是自我发光的一颗大球。傲然的，你是太阳系里最明亮最耀眼的一颗星。不知你存在了多久，但相信从你出生的那一刻就是这么一颗明亮，伟大的星球，宇宙里的黑暗就是你的使命，要在这黑漆漆的广阔空间里散发光和热！

活在这小小地球的我们，如果没了太阳，就看不到姿态万千的生命，日夜和季节的轮回，生态里 各种形式的能源。而如果真是如此，自认天下无敌的我们恐也活不下去了。

虽然如此昂伟，虽然和渺小的我们比起来如此遥不可及，但宏大的你却是那么的平易近人。在人类渺茫无助的时候，你象征了希望。在寒冷冰冻的地方，你赐与了温暖。在灰烟暗淡的道路上，你让它充满了元气。

有时候的你，在天刚破晓时，会微微而笑地把黑暗温柔地请走，然后柔顺的在大地上添满五颜六色的色彩；有时候的你，使尽了阳刚威力，让地上的万草植物吸收真能量，好让他们茁壮成长；更是有时候，刚强的你竟也有腼腆的一面，懒洋洋的躺在地平线上，撒出无穷创意的颜色。不怪得自古以来人们便崇拜太阳，就因为你如此伟大，但又如此可亲。

我很不喜欢陳綺貞在她歌里描绘的你，她唱着那一碰就碎的太阳。虽然旋律很好听，但太阳不是玻璃女娃，在她的哼唱下太阳失去了他1500万摄氏度的威扬，歌颂不出太阳的伟大和你对宇宙的贡献。这么雄伟，这么可能会一碰就碎。

不过想了一会儿，也许，她说得对，她说太阳是个疲倦的流浪汉。我想，太阳在轨道不停的运行了好久，不停的在燃烧自己照亮他人，会累吗？我知道，伟大的太阳会用尽所有的能量继续发光发热，用心的燃烧至最后那一份燃料，但到了那时，也就必需荣光而退。

‘我热切的希望在消失之前得到信仰’，这首歌的最后一句让我领悟了。

伟大的太阳，虽然每一天只要抬头望，他都会不负众望的在天空中闪耀着，给予我们无止尽的阳光，但也许太阳也会有一碰就碎的时候，也有一天会淡然而去。那时，对太阳的伟大而崇拜不再有意义了，只有为他惋惜的挂念。自然生态轮回无穷，没有绝对的事情。最坚固的大楼也有倒塌的可能，再宏伟的泰坦尼克号也有反船的一天，而最坚持不让的恒星也会有烧尽的一天。但如果有一天我们真的失去了生命旋转的轴，只要找到了比这一切还值得手握的信仰，就算太阳不见了，心里的信仰还是会永远闪耀着光芒。

与爸爸写部落格

在春节回乡期间（哇好老套的说法），得知了老爸被老乡小学委任校董主席一职。那一瞬间，有一种想爆笑的冲动。如果你见过我爸，肯定会觉得他很不真经，说话像喇叭一样豪放，衣冠也不这么在意。但当然，通街喊的博士人称，毕竟还是老乡们的荣耀

爸正积极筹备着此校的80周年晚宴于筹款建造幼儿园与他一直挂在嘴边的雨盖篮球场。就这样，我成了他的专署typer. 他就坐在旁边指指点点，我就在那疯狂的绞尽脑汁回想N年前学的汉语拼音 =.=

“素仰 台端 热心公益，事业有成，早年受母校薰陶启蒙。诚系母校之光，华社之幸，尚祈应允 ，带动母校完成建校基业，造福乡梓。有劳之处， 本会同仁谨此先行谢过， 千祈勿却是幸！"

什么筹委会主席啦，什么校董会会议商讨结论啦。哇，这都是在那些只有老人和年幼的小孩才会去的华人晚会里出现的词语呀。每次参加这类似的晚宴总觉得没人会理会台上在朗朗被搞的大人物。但原来，在外表很不起眼的讲词和年年都一样的晚会方式背后，有着很多看不见的努力和付出。好，我忏悔了。

和爸一起 “blogging”还真新鲜。有时他写好地搞上字体跟埃及的字语没两样。懒得问他时就拼命瞎猜，比如把“并设茶点招待”的‘设’看成‘没’，或在type 的high 时把港们弟子写成肛门弟子，谨此写成精子。哈哈。果真，本人的华语不但从来没有很好，也退步了很多。以前还能唱所欲言，能言善道，偶尔还会在作文簿子里看到年轻美貌的老师为我留下的‘情书’（不是因为师生恋而是我写的好啦　:p）但现在的我，‘适而可止’还是‘适可而止’都分不清楚了。所以，帮爸爸写的通告或信都充满了不会spell而用的代替品，‘O’先生 :)

哇！爆竹和其他奇奇怪怪的鞭炮在外头砸个不停了！ 耶！Kick 来了！

过年咯大家！

谨此专函奉达:

新年新希望，除了要快乐，别忘了多陪家人哦！

Happy Chinese New Year :)

When in Victoria

Merry Birthdays

Birthdays are always special.

To celebrate your birthday on a complete different month as it should is even more unique. To top that of, celebrating birthdays with 18 individuals born in different months of the year would simply be, extraordinary! :)

Coming from a city where there is a trend of leaving home when you are between the age of 18-25, it is hardly possible to be able to see my mates whenever i come back to town. Thanks to the person that created Chinese New Year unsure-ly how many trillion years ago, friends fly back all around the globe back home for the occasion and we get to have an old school reunion along with a warmy joined birthday celebration :)

Photorolls

Carpet lines that looked like candles to me :)

Dear amazing people, Happy Birthday to thee!

Twinkle twinkle laser star, how i wonder where you are

For the fun of it, just a little bit

luminescence

A pool side club, that sounds pretty cool by itself X)

Thank you Chuan for your thoughtfulness and effort in making this happen. you're awesome! :)

And hey, we're 2ne1 this year!

Liquid, Pullmen