Don't ever think I'm a good boy.
If you don't know who I am.
How I behave.
How I think of you.
How I imagine me and you.
Stay away from me.
If you have no fucking idea how the real me is.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
AnyRiskIFaceFiercelyGetHimApproachZenithalAndLiterallyIntelligentace
I think that you don't know my name.
And I think that you don't really realise my existance, too.
I know I will never get the chance to approach to you.
And I certainly know that I'm totally not the type of person you will ever put your eye on, too.
And I feel energetic to make myself look better everday, because of you, too.
I will be totally blank when I see you around.
And I think I lost my direction and sense of feeling, except the feeling of loving you, too.
I feel jealous for everything you do with your closemates.
And I think that I am totally infactuated by you, too.
I never think that I will be such a love puppy.
But I think I am now, for you.
My dear.
My fantacy.
Quick Updates
Recently I'm not into thingy like upload pictures into my blogs -- I used to take tons of pics, and randomly post some into my blogs-- I missed that time, but I really didnt take that much pics anymore: words seems to outweigh than pics more for me, the Anderson now.
However, due to the complaint of some my friend, friends and friends...Okay, here's some pics, I grabbed from my friends' blog, so don't complain anymore huh...*bite bite*
I think, I shall start with...pics before CNY. Oh ya, these are my new found buddies and me.=)
Teng2, Darren, Bin, Freda, and Lavinia...I have no idea how should I introduce them one after one to my reader(s), so...they are my Sabahan friends in short, getcha?
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Anyway, we still get to have sort-of-dinner together in Canton-i that night( refering to the light condition in the pic, I suppose it is too early to be called "night").
And the most recent event is during the Valentine day, which we had our valentine buffer in Autrium Lounge, Sunway Resort Hotel. I missed the oysters (throu I don't really like it at the beginning) and cold-cold prawnsssss(which make me itchy for the whole night)!!!
Oh ya, the couple in the pic is Thomas and Lowena, i guess should be Sabahan too...
However, due to the complaint of some my friend, friends and friends...Okay, here's some pics, I grabbed from my friends' blog, so don't complain anymore huh...*bite bite*
I think, I shall start with...pics before CNY. Oh ya, these are my new found buddies and me.=)
Teng2, Darren, Bin, Freda, and Lavinia...I have no idea how should I introduce them one after one to my reader(s), so...they are my Sabahan friends in short, getcha?
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They complain that I occupied too much space in the pic...I can't help with my big head and naturally-borned-nature-to-seek-for-attention-gene...so, bear with it pls...>.<
Well, these are after the CNY, and I guess is during the 14th or sth of CNY...In Pyramid, which we go for a movie...and I was in hurry for clubbing that night, so didn't really get to spent much time with u guys. Bianne guys...=P
Anyway, we still get to have sort-of-dinner together in Canton-i that night( refering to the light condition in the pic, I suppose it is too early to be called "night").
And the most recent event is during the Valentine day, which we had our valentine buffer in Autrium Lounge, Sunway Resort Hotel. I missed the oysters (throu I don't really like it at the beginning) and cold-cold prawnsssss(which make me itchy for the whole night)!!!
Oh ya, the couple in the pic is Thomas and Lowena, i guess should be Sabahan too...
I think will be enuf for today's post. I'm getting more and more lazy now=P
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Life...what?
Along the way you bump into people who make a dent on your life.
Would you still love me if I were old and saggy?
It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you.
Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it.
For what it's worth: it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
We're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?
Everyone feels different about themselves one way or another, but we all goin' the same way.
You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.
Would you still love me if I were old and saggy?
It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you.
Sometimes we're on a collision course, and we just don't know it. Whether it's by accident or by design, there's not a thing we can do about it.
For what it's worth: it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
We're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?
Everyone feels different about themselves one way or another, but we all goin' the same way.
You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You could swear, curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Friday, my beloved Friday...
Though I said that I have a what-the-eff-Math Test on friday early in my previous post before..it's still a good dae!!!
Well, it's mostly because I'm done with the appaling test, and it's the first time I didn't have the damn-i-can-do-it-better feeling after the test. Okay, I didn't say that I've done really any kind of superduperfantasticandexcellence job in the test -- the feather usually slipped away from my hat -- but at least, I felt all my volition and hardwork throughout the week had been paid off. And the feeling of doing well in the test -- I think I had long missed it, but it just came back this evening, roughly at about 1pm. Oh ya, it's on Friday.
After the Chinese New Year, I've been thinking of many things that happened to me last year. I knew that I can do better in the final of the last sem -- unfortunately, I screwed them out. I said that I study hard for the final -- but I knew that I wasn't really meant that. The determination to study hard and the implement of it just getting on a few days before the final. I think is 4 days.
4 days to study everything in the syllabus.
4 days to remember what I had study in the textbook.
4 days to understand everything that is important.
4 days to try to apply what's in the textbook into the exercise.
4 days to go through everything that is mentioned as tips from lecturer or other friends.
4 days to cover everything I have skipped and neglected for the whole sem.
Sounds ironic, right? As if I have the longest 4 days in the entire universe.
And for what I've done in the whole sem, I tried to offset them in 4 days??? Impossible -- at least for a not-so-genius-brained human being like Anderson.
And the story continues, as a normal story of a playful student regret for what he did after everything comes to and end for him. A bad end.
As the second season of his life -- as a university student begins, I guess this is the first sweetness that he finally tasted -- after all the notes making and question asking, completion of homework, pre-study before class, and study till late night in library. He knew he can keep it up, and I have faith in him, as long as his dream to get to fly to Australia is on.
I'm here, proudly announce that: I'm BACK.
And todaet -- Friday, is a good daet.
In Australian accent.
Well, it's mostly because I'm done with the appaling test, and it's the first time I didn't have the damn-i-can-do-it-better feeling after the test. Okay, I didn't say that I've done really any kind of superduperfantasticandexcellence job in the test -- the feather usually slipped away from my hat -- but at least, I felt all my volition and hardwork throughout the week had been paid off. And the feeling of doing well in the test -- I think I had long missed it, but it just came back this evening, roughly at about 1pm. Oh ya, it's on Friday.
After the Chinese New Year, I've been thinking of many things that happened to me last year. I knew that I can do better in the final of the last sem -- unfortunately, I screwed them out. I said that I study hard for the final -- but I knew that I wasn't really meant that. The determination to study hard and the implement of it just getting on a few days before the final. I think is 4 days.
4 days to study everything in the syllabus.
4 days to remember what I had study in the textbook.
4 days to understand everything that is important.
4 days to try to apply what's in the textbook into the exercise.
4 days to go through everything that is mentioned as tips from lecturer or other friends.
4 days to cover everything I have skipped and neglected for the whole sem.
Sounds ironic, right? As if I have the longest 4 days in the entire universe.
And for what I've done in the whole sem, I tried to offset them in 4 days??? Impossible -- at least for a not-so-genius-brained human being like Anderson.
And the story continues, as a normal story of a playful student regret for what he did after everything comes to and end for him. A bad end.
As the second season of his life -- as a university student begins, I guess this is the first sweetness that he finally tasted -- after all the notes making and question asking, completion of homework, pre-study before class, and study till late night in library. He knew he can keep it up, and I have faith in him, as long as his dream to get to fly to Australia is on.
I'm here, proudly announce that: I'm BACK.
And todaet -- Friday, is a good daet.
In Australian accent.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Moo Moo Year
Well well well...with all the new fats and oils being accumulated in my body -- and my face, as usual -- I now announce that Chinese New Year for Anderson is officially OVER.
For those who usually follow my blog before, u guys should know that this is going to be a querimony post, right???
Yes. It is. And it start right now.
I had ate non-stop ever since the day I stepped into my house door. Frankly speaking, I actually forgot how is it feel to be hungry -- is it suppose to be appear once in a while??? Anyway, I couldn't feel it these days -- and I definately miss it.
And for the second thing is, I missed my study for as long as I could remember. And for now, I'm currently struggling for my coming test this Friday...and u know what, I hate to be the last one, but it seems to be my usual position in class now. SUCKS.
Anyway, this coming weekend will be a nice one, as next week I won't have any exam or test or quiz or what-so-ever coming on...and IT'S GOING TO BE WILD!!! Anyone who has no date and don't mind to spend your precious time with me, CALL ME!!!
I'm ALL YOURS!
For those who usually follow my blog before, u guys should know that this is going to be a querimony post, right???
Yes. It is. And it start right now.
I had ate non-stop ever since the day I stepped into my house door. Frankly speaking, I actually forgot how is it feel to be hungry -- is it suppose to be appear once in a while??? Anyway, I couldn't feel it these days -- and I definately miss it.
And for the second thing is, I missed my study for as long as I could remember. And for now, I'm currently struggling for my coming test this Friday...and u know what, I hate to be the last one, but it seems to be my usual position in class now. SUCKS.
Anyway, this coming weekend will be a nice one, as next week I won't have any exam or test or quiz or what-so-ever coming on...and IT'S GOING TO BE WILD!!! Anyone who has no date and don't mind to spend your precious time with me, CALL ME!!!
I'm ALL YOURS!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Happy Chinese Niu Year
Just wanna say:
HAPPY CHINESE NIU YEAR EVERYONE!!!
Moo Moo!!!!!
May the BEST LUCK fall on everyone who is viewing my post!!!
HAPPY CHINESE NIU YEAR EVERYONE!!!
Moo Moo!!!!!
May the BEST LUCK fall on everyone who is viewing my post!!!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Mozilla Firefox
After spent my precious Friday night and 3/4 of my beloved Saturday in the salon, Anderson had transformed into -------- MOZILLA FIREFOX.
Ok la...look quite "seafood-ish", as what my lovely roommates them said: LaLaZai.
Will be spend another 3 more months in deriding, mocking, and sneering.
Good, laugh your heart out when you get the chance to see a mozilla firefox passing covertly with the i-have-golden-hair-so-dont-look-at-me look through the street, trying to escape from everyone's staring and scrutinizing gaze.
I am JPA scholar lo okay???
Ok la...look quite "seafood-ish", as what my lovely roommates them said: LaLaZai.
Will be spend another 3 more months in deriding, mocking, and sneering.
Good, laugh your heart out when you get the chance to see a mozilla firefox passing covertly with the i-have-golden-hair-so-dont-look-at-me look through the street, trying to escape from everyone's staring and scrutinizing gaze.
I am JPA scholar lo okay???
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Not-so-Anderson
I just want to ask that:
Can someone be Anderson's friend???
Can someone be on his first-one-to-contact-list when he was so vulnerable??
He is so weak.
he is so down.
he is so alone.
Can someone be Anderson's friend???
Can someone be on his first-one-to-contact-list when he was so vulnerable??
He is so weak.
he is so down.
he is so alone.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
New Semester, New Anderson
Ok, it’s fulsome to use the word “new” on Anderson; perhaps an “Ascensive Anderson” will be much more suitable. But anyway, I do feel like getting a whole new perspective on my life in Shah Alam, with a huge thing – well, for me, it is definitely a huge improvement in my college life – my tiny little vehicle, with 2 rolling wheels, eat up only a little space and only need 5 bucks of feeding stuff for a week. Yes, I’m riding my motor in this huge city (or countryside, whatever). And, I’m a Chinese. Plus, I’m from Ipoh.
I can’t help but wonder: does this city always look so innocent and convenient, or because I got my motor with me? I had always thought that I must be cursed for being sent to this city to further my studies, unlike all my other friends who study in Subang Jaya and Kuala Lumpur. For the last semester, I will always disappeared from my hostel during the weekends and gone to wherever I am able to go with public transport or with friends or relatives’ transport. I can’t bear with the environment here: there’s the same food van selling the same food everyday, no internet, no hot water bath, no efficiently washing machine, and I seems lost all my contact with the outer world: because I’m immobility.
Somehow, things are not the same anymore, with my motor with me. I’ve never feel so powerful, so in control of my own life, and so much of freedom before. It’s like I was released from an invisible prison, that I had been the prisoner in it for half an year, and I’m happy now. Seriously, the happiness is more than anything I can describe it with word. It’s like a forever thirster suddenly was throw into a pool of water – not to forget, the water is from the peak of Himalaya Mountain and will never dry out, or a alcoholic was suddenly realize he is inside of a liquor store – with all the alcohol that are can’t even be get in Bar Celona or Market Place as those are out of stock.
Hmm…only with these words , you can’t feel how relief I am. I think I’m going to give away a brief explanation of how I settle my daily needs during the last semester and compare it with how’s my life are in this semester, then only you can see the vast different of it.
Last semester:
Food: Get from the food van in my hostel. Need not to taste the food, I already can tell you how it is the taste, how many salts were put in it, for how long the food had been cooked…whatever you want to know about the food, ask me.
Laundry: Hand-wash everyday. Thanks to my clumsy hand and worse-than-worst’s washing skills, this task normally will take me 1 hour to done with 2 shirts, 1 pants, 1 pair of stocking, and 1 underwear, ONLY.
Transport: To get to college, I will – not like I have the right to chance to choose – take the college bus provided. Usually when my class ended at 4, I probably will only reach my room in my hostel at 5.30. Yes, what-the-hell-5.30. Not to forget, the journey from college to my hostel only took about 10 to 15 mins. I wonder what took them so long to take us back to hostel.
This semester:
Food: Hey, is there a new hawker centre in XXX, Subang Jaya??? Ok, I’ll have my dinner there today.
Laundry: Auntie, had my clothes dry? Haven’t? It’s okay, I’ll come to Klang tonight to take, is that alright?
Transport: Oh, is our class going to start at 2? Okay, I’ll sleep a while in my hostel now. Wake me up when 1.40.
However, there’s not like everything is good when a motor is with me. I do hate it sometimes, when it’s raining, or the sun is burning too violently. And because my plat number start with the alphabet A, the B and W seems to – or obviously they are – bully me on the road. There’s so many times, when I was driving happily on the road, enjoying the wind blow onto my face, illustrate some fantasies of what I can do…and there it was. The B and W will purposely and intently drive near to my poor little vehicle and trying to make me fall down or something. So what’s now? My plat number A is pissing you off, is it?
Not to forget, the biggest disadvantage of driving motor is: I can never set my hair before I step out of the door – because everything is coming to an end, when the unmerciful helmet is to envelop my head. Or I should be grateful of it, cause I will never need to waste my money on purchase those hair styling clay and hair spray, and I can even sleep for another, maybe 10 minutes, before I go to college. Hmm… not a bad idea, because I seems have restless mind and body whenever I’m inside the confine of college. This doesn’t really happen, when I was in my hometown, even I didn’t sleep for the entire night. I can still behave like a crazy person and open my eye wide for another 2 or 3 days. Anyway, that’s different story though.
Ok, I think that’s enough. I hope you can feel my excitement from my words: I LOVE MOTOR!!
I can’t help but wonder: does this city always look so innocent and convenient, or because I got my motor with me? I had always thought that I must be cursed for being sent to this city to further my studies, unlike all my other friends who study in Subang Jaya and Kuala Lumpur. For the last semester, I will always disappeared from my hostel during the weekends and gone to wherever I am able to go with public transport or with friends or relatives’ transport. I can’t bear with the environment here: there’s the same food van selling the same food everyday, no internet, no hot water bath, no efficiently washing machine, and I seems lost all my contact with the outer world: because I’m immobility.
Somehow, things are not the same anymore, with my motor with me. I’ve never feel so powerful, so in control of my own life, and so much of freedom before. It’s like I was released from an invisible prison, that I had been the prisoner in it for half an year, and I’m happy now. Seriously, the happiness is more than anything I can describe it with word. It’s like a forever thirster suddenly was throw into a pool of water – not to forget, the water is from the peak of Himalaya Mountain and will never dry out, or a alcoholic was suddenly realize he is inside of a liquor store – with all the alcohol that are can’t even be get in Bar Celona or Market Place as those are out of stock.
Hmm…only with these words , you can’t feel how relief I am. I think I’m going to give away a brief explanation of how I settle my daily needs during the last semester and compare it with how’s my life are in this semester, then only you can see the vast different of it.
Last semester:
Food: Get from the food van in my hostel. Need not to taste the food, I already can tell you how it is the taste, how many salts were put in it, for how long the food had been cooked…whatever you want to know about the food, ask me.
Laundry: Hand-wash everyday. Thanks to my clumsy hand and worse-than-worst’s washing skills, this task normally will take me 1 hour to done with 2 shirts, 1 pants, 1 pair of stocking, and 1 underwear, ONLY.
Transport: To get to college, I will – not like I have the right to chance to choose – take the college bus provided. Usually when my class ended at 4, I probably will only reach my room in my hostel at 5.30. Yes, what-the-hell-5.30. Not to forget, the journey from college to my hostel only took about 10 to 15 mins. I wonder what took them so long to take us back to hostel.
This semester:
Food: Hey, is there a new hawker centre in XXX, Subang Jaya??? Ok, I’ll have my dinner there today.
Laundry: Auntie, had my clothes dry? Haven’t? It’s okay, I’ll come to Klang tonight to take, is that alright?
Transport: Oh, is our class going to start at 2? Okay, I’ll sleep a while in my hostel now. Wake me up when 1.40.
However, there’s not like everything is good when a motor is with me. I do hate it sometimes, when it’s raining, or the sun is burning too violently. And because my plat number start with the alphabet A, the B and W seems to – or obviously they are – bully me on the road. There’s so many times, when I was driving happily on the road, enjoying the wind blow onto my face, illustrate some fantasies of what I can do…and there it was. The B and W will purposely and intently drive near to my poor little vehicle and trying to make me fall down or something. So what’s now? My plat number A is pissing you off, is it?
Not to forget, the biggest disadvantage of driving motor is: I can never set my hair before I step out of the door – because everything is coming to an end, when the unmerciful helmet is to envelop my head. Or I should be grateful of it, cause I will never need to waste my money on purchase those hair styling clay and hair spray, and I can even sleep for another, maybe 10 minutes, before I go to college. Hmm… not a bad idea, because I seems have restless mind and body whenever I’m inside the confine of college. This doesn’t really happen, when I was in my hometown, even I didn’t sleep for the entire night. I can still behave like a crazy person and open my eye wide for another 2 or 3 days. Anyway, that’s different story though.
Ok, I think that’s enough. I hope you can feel my excitement from my words: I LOVE MOTOR!!
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