Tuesday, November 28, 2006

One Small Child

Camp experience has to take the backseat to what happened yesterday. A dear friend of mine gave birth to a healthy baby boy!















I was so excited when i got the news, and couldn't believe it. I mean, yes i know eventually he had to come into the world, you can't hold a baby in forever. But knowing it will happen is so different from it actually happening, ya know?

So today i went to visit the day old mommy, daddy and baby.



Listening to a detailed description of giving birth is like:





*Arghhhhhhhhh!*










I shall not elaborate, but i urge whoever reading this to go ask your mom what she went through to bring you into the world. *shiver* Hopefully will make you appreciate her more than just on Mothers Day.


Makes me marvel at the strength women have, its really amazing. Really.


In a way though, i guess all the pain is worth it when you get your first glimpse of your own bundle of joy




Ang-goo-goo!











At the moment he's still a wrinkly little worm, totally wrapped up like a mummy and was asleep when we were there, so cant really tell what he looks like. However, before i left he did open his eyes a teeny, weeny bit and i did the girly squeal thing.. (so sue me)


To the parents - CONGRATULATIONS!


To the lil' one - Welcome to the World!


To doctors - Thank you for Epidural!!!

Monday, November 27, 2006

Much needed R & R

What a week... Today i finally had the luxury of waking up at 11am!!! I've been so busy Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday and Sunday. With what? PKA Family Camp, followed by PKA Exco Retreat and Planning. Wah!!! Advice to everyone - dont ever try it, its not plesant.

So anyway, now i'm recooperating and trying to fight off a bad cough i've had the whole week.

Half my photo's aren't with me cause my camera ran outa space, but here are some of the ones i liked




A helping hand (arms and back).















Our jungle trekking final destination.



























































Moody group leader, Kian Huat in his stylo-mylo wellington boots.

















Any guess at who's foot this is?
















Sink-row-nice swimming


















Posers - both still single and available















-To Be Cont'-

Friday, November 24, 2006

A toast to the time that passed

The time passed so much faster than i thought possible. It seems like just yesterday, i was different, and today i'm living a whole new age. I have been Moody the past few days, inside me not outwardly. Thinking of the end that was inevitable. God has been good to me, and tonight i go to sleep thanking him for all He's done in my past, my present and also whatever lies ahead.

I was depressed, and you made me happy.
I was dreading it, but it wasnt so bad.
I felt small, but you all made me feel big.


There's a lump in my throat and for some reason i'm blinking rapidly so i end here.


Thank you...

Monday, November 20, 2006

PKA Camp Begins!

Here are just 4 reasons why those who didn't sign up for camp are gonna regret it...

Number 4 -



The dorms are situated in a pretty cool spot. And the showers are even cool-er!










Number 3 -




There are lepak places around the campsite where you can just chill...









Number 2 -



Relaxing view of the river where you can squat and spend time reflecting.














And of course, the Number 1 reason why you'll regret not coming is.....................
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The people are all very nice and friendly.











It has finally time. PKA FAMILY CAMP 2006, Jungle Lodge, Gombak!

Ciao people, i'll be gone for 4 days and 3 nights. And busy pretty much the whole weekend. *muaks muaks*

Byeeeeee!

Friday, November 17, 2006

Torn

How can you feel the sorrow when surrounded by happiness
Fight off the anger while being faced with peace
Stem the bubbling urge to scream in harmonious surroundings
And let opportunity slip away inch by inch, as another builds up.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Skirts and time

For those that dunno, smack yourselves and read this brief summary of mine.

- Journalist wears skirt to Penang City Hall that has CCTV and camera zooms in on female thighs.
- Journalist spots thighs on CCTV screen and lodges a report.
- Journalist pulak kena accused for dressing sexily and purposely attracting this kinda unwanted attention.

What the heck ?



<---- You call this sexy dressing?


Aiyoh Melissa..why la you wear such a short skirt...? Kekeke...
=p








Penang Municipal Council president has just showed what an idiot he is.


-ooOOOoo- <--Why do exam papers always have this strange formation at the end?


Weeee...Been back only 4 days but it feels like a whole lot longer. Its the magic of crossing the Penang bridge. The other side suddenly *poof* disappears and i wonder if all i've left behind is still going on as usual. The activities. The people. The atmosphere. Odd. Hope everyone is still alive and well, not pining for me yet.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder or Out of sight, Out of mind. =p

I've been enjoying myself so far, flopping on my couch, playing with my dogs and especially getting to be with Jon and not just hear his voice over the phone. Except, i've got a sore throat which is my own fault for not drinking enough water. So, everyone- please remember to drink...H2o!

In church on Sunday, i was taken back by the young 'kids' who all look so grown up! The ones who were in lower secondary are now Form 5 and college. When did that happen? Jonathan Mah is now way taller than me and a handsome young, young man. How can that be? He's supposed to be shorter. Dinah the Monkey is sitting for her SPM edi. Gosh...Where did the time go.

Being away from home , even though its only been a year and a half, you do miss out on a lot of things. I feel kinda sad knowing i'm not part of these young'ens lives, not knowing what they're doing, how they're doing and who they've become. Its the same with everyone i guess, not only the kids but my peers. Those i hardly recognize, those who've changed. Its scary, for i never know if the change is in a way that i will be accepted by them as the same friend as i was before. Although i dont think i've changed much over the years, i guess i have in some ways. For the better i hope. =/

I just found out that Judging Amy has reached its final season... Shelby sad. Mathew, how la? No more Amy and Bruce and Maxine dan lain-lain. Sigh.

I end with an example of how maths and some people just dont work:

Queen Shelby: I dont care, it was all your fault!
Skinny Squat: Eh- Some of it was your fault o-kay...
Queen Shelby: Fine, it was at least 80% your fault.
Skinny Squat: Ah, but still you're 30% to blame!

Wah-lau...

Some were born for science, some were born for maths, some were born for engineering, some were born for economics and some special ones were born for English!

Saturday, November 11, 2006

She's a black magic woman, and she's trying to make a devil out of me

Gah! I cant find any stuff online about Alleycats.

They were at the Mass COm 35yr of Birth Dinner and they were the BOMB !

I cant believe i was clapping and singing along to a band from my dad's time....whoa.

Evergreen.

Now my lappie battie is dying- i so need a new one.

Home, see you in 15hours.

Friday, November 10, 2006

What i've been up to...

Top 5 things i've been doing since exams ended (in no particular order)



5.Packing - the inevitable at the end of each semester.










4. CHilling- lepaking with kaki lang on the island before heading back to civilization.













3. Eating like a pig - err, no comment.















2. Laptopping- dvd watching, music listning, solitaire playing and onlining at Istimewa.











1. Sleeping - O Sleep, how thou has made me happy...(on average 10hours...tsk tsk!)










Thank goodness i'm going back soon. Not that anything's wrong with lovely, wonderful Penang...but when you dont have your own transport to get around, its kinda- bleh. Whole reason i stayed back 4extra days is cause tomorrow i'm going for some 35th Mass Com Anniversary of Birth dinner, i think- or something like that.

What do you do when a friend sms's you saying "I'm drunk and i'm driving" and then tells you he's safely eating maggi goreng 5mins from home.
Idiot.

Gah! Its 5.30 in the morning...

*just watched Rascal Flatts music video for What Hurts the Most, and the ending made my skin get goose bumps...*

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Swan

For those that remember me raving about it some time ago, Prison Break is an awesome series.













And its impacted some friends around me to even quote lines from the show *cough-andrew-cough*. But it is darn cool. Those who've watched will definitely know of the origami Swan that Michael Scofield folds.












But some *cough-chris-cough* just...

Try.

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end

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making







an Elephant. i think...

Monday, November 06, 2006

Hug her if you see her today !

Goosfraba

I'm peeved borderline pissed.
Trying my best not to think about it, and make a mountain outta a mole hill.
So the scenario's like this: I talk to a friend A, who reveals that someone said something about me. Eventually find out it B. Just asked B to find out why B said what B did, and discover, hey- it came from C. And B didnt wanna say who C was.

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Why am peeved borderline pissed is cause its about something that would then make me wonder about the source of it all anyway.

The only way for me to keep it as peeved and away from pissed is to not think about it.
And its hard cause i think.

I was telling someone how i didnt expect it, of all people them to be talking about me in that way, and then he said something that is true. We all do it.

Yeah, we all probably talk about our friends to a certain extent, but the thing is you are not supposed to be telling them what was talked about....Hello?!?!

Not only that, not everything i tell people is meant to be told to the other person, even though we're in the same circle of friends. I mean...I may not say specifically "This is a secret ya..." but dont pandai-pandai go and pass it on. Have some brains, please.

Ish.

Goosfraba. Goosfraba. Goosfraba.

I wish i could just say, Heck it lah!

But i'm not amused. NOt this time.

I've heard somewhere that drawing is theraputic :





Title: Peeved Borderline Pissed
By: Shelby Ng











Its a lie.

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Morning Madness


C'mon Kitty,
*Do the hustle ! *










"Dut dut dut dut dut dut dut dut dut, dut dut dut dut dut dut dut dut dut..."

Friday, November 03, 2006

Violent Visual

The following might be too much for some to take, so i advise those with weak hearts and stomaches not to scroll down.


Recently my dear friend had gotten involved in some unpleasant business, which he described as "something he would never wish upon anyone, ever."


Happened around 6ish somewhere in PJ New Town aka State and lasted several hours.


I should have realised when he didn't answer my calls that something was happening.


His eyes have been blackened out to protect his identity.






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*gasp!*

What did they do to my friend ?!?!?!





Apparently he's not the only victim.
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What is the world coming to...


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On a separate note, to those who're in PJ/KL:












Last performance will be this Sat 4 & Sun 5 November 2006, at The Life Chapel,9 Jalan 17/21E, Petaling Jaya. Both days at 8pm. For more details visit : http://www.footstoolplayers.com/

Go watch!

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Visual Violence

It really does sadden me when people no longer recoil in disgust at images like that, but lean forward in anticipation for what’s coming next. The level of violence shown on tv and in the cinema now has now has crossed way past any lines that was ever in place in the past.

And it very scary.

Why? I’ve always believed watching violence for the ‘joy’ of watching makes you numb to it. What is numb? When you can watch a clip of someone getting their leg chopped off or beaten to a pulp and not feel a single thing. I know it can be argued from the angle of, “Oh, it’s just a film, it’s not real…” Though i dont agree- Fine. But with the internet there are so many clips out there just begging to be downloaded, and the worst part is, these are not movies. The people getting hurt/mutilated/killed are not actors. The blood is not tomato paste. The screams are not pretend.

I remember back in Form 6, when ‘beheading’ was the in thing, one of my classmates downloaded the clip into his hand phone and passed it around during class. When he asked if I wanted to view it, I said no, its so sick. And he laughed, saying “Its so cool, you hear him scream then suddenly- stop.”, I still can picture his face. No pity or compassion for the life that was brutally taken, but laughing at me instead.

Another time at a friend’s house, they decided to watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre, I just thought it was another normal horror/thriller flick until the gore got too much for me (this was barely halfway into the movie). I left the tv area, took a magazine and spent the rest of the time reading; while in the background I heard the Woooah’s and Ooooh’s of whatever sick thing was happening to the characters on the screen. They did try to persuade me with the whole “Its not real”, but… no. They thought I was scared; that wasn’t it.

Why do you feel the need to have to cajole me into watching it anyway? I’m far from impressed when people tell me they enjoy viewing anything in this extreme genre.

Perhaps its due to the way I was brought up when I was younger, my parents monitored what I watched and wouldn’t allow me to view anything they deemed to have overly excessive violence for my age. They’d even do the hand-cover-eyes thing. And I thank them for it.

Today, history repeating itself so to speak. Being out with some friends, and one of them had a real clip of some guy getting bashed to death I think, and he played it right there and then in the mamak. What saddens me is how they transformed, actually getting excited and moving closer to the screen to get a closer view. What scares me is their response to what they saw. I told him, I wish you wouldn’t download such disgusting things. My friend said “It automatically downloaded.” ... “Well, you can automatically delete it. It was your choice to keep it.” That is the truth, its all about choice.

Having done some minimal study in the area of Gothic fiction, it does explain how humans have the sense of ambivalence towards things that are disturbing and unnatural. Pain and terror produces a delightful horror, where you feel repulsion and disgust; but at the same time attraction and fascination. In written form it is very different because the reader imagines the scene as it unfolds, and has a certain level of control over the blurry images created in his head. However, with it being in visual form, there is no limitation because you are being shown exactly what happens.

Take this excerpt for example :
“If you still think me mad, you will think so no longer when I describe the wise precautions I took for the concealment of the body. The night waned, and I worked hastily, but in silence. First of all I dismembered the corpse. I cut off the head and the arms and the legs.” The Tell-Tale Heart.

Yes, its brutal and describes a sadistic act, but when i read it, the picture painted in my head was vague and hazy, not DVD 9 quality. Had this been on the screen, I’ve no doubt it would’ve shown each inch of flesh that was cut bit by bit.

And you wonder how there can be such sick people out there, committing unimaginable acts?

I don’t.

Because they don’t need to imagine it.

Its only a mouse or remote control click away.