Leaving Once More

After all the packing, unpacking and repacking back again, I’ve finally cancelled the most vital thing on my virtual list. Slash, next thing is to enjoy some quality time with mum and dad in KL tomorrow and then I’ll be leaving to Russia this Sunday.

Summer holidays was great, I had met up with lots of friends. Reconnecting and what’s important, sharing and learning at the same time.

I wish I have the ability to teleport, then I’ll be able to still keep a close relationship with everyone else. As time flies, people change, surroundings change and it rhymes with a tune of melancholy that feelings change as well.

I’m afraid of changes, that’s why I wish I wouldn’t never grow up!

I had a fruitful walk with my grandparents, I used to enjoy it when I was a little boy; lying on their bed chit chatting through the night because behind every tale, I know that I’ll be learning something new.

Grandpa asked me: “Are you happy with studies?”

“Yes!” I replied

“That’s good, always remember… Just be happy in whatever you do, don’t be a perfectionist if it doesn’t make you happy. Make studying a life process and make it enjoyable” quoted grandpa.

I’ll surely miss them when I’m back in Russia, equally as much as I miss everyone.

By the way, Happy Birthday to my ‘neighbour’ Teo Jun Fook

Have & Enjoy

“It is not how much we have, but how much we enjoy that makes happiness."

Charles Sprugeon

One More Week

Here’s a short recap on what’s been happening for the past 7 days and a short prediction on what will happen in the next 7 days.

Don’t you know I’ve been time travelling a lot?

I had an outing marathon with friends since Wednesday till Sunday, yet I’m still putting my non compos mentis social circle on the verge of doubt. My friend’s are like Kuching’s ABC or Sarawak’s kek lapis; from all walks of life but it’s only a matter of time whether I can still mingle around and squeeze between them.

I got my new I.C, didn’t change them when I was supposedly when I was 17 because the ‘pending’ button overwrote the ‘immediate’. I wish my identification card has a cooler picture like the ones on my Facebook.

Visited my family dermatologist to get a check up as well as a shot for H1N1 and was threatened by doctors telling me that 1st, 2nd years of med school is like eternal perdition and damnation.

Met up with Dr. Melvin Chung and got some recent news from him working as a 3 week doctor in General Hospital; intolerable rebuke and scolding from nurses and developing dead babies in Obstetrics & Gynecology department during tagging hours.

Minor shopping – a sling bag from P.D.I, a purple scarf and a beanie.

I’m leaving to KL this Thursday and will be flying off to Bangkok and transit to Russia this upcoming Sunday; I miss my nerd life.

Sec School Buddies

Me: “I remember most insignificant people only when you guys label them!”

Felicity: “Look who’s the one always labeling and criticizing people!”

Me: “You larh!”

Jemuel: *shows annoyed looks*

Me: “Eh! I HARDLY criticize people okay, sometimes but not THAT often!”

Felicity: *I swear she nearly took a fork and stabbed me*

Me: “By the way Juman you owe me a house design when you’re an architect!”

To New Zealand & India

Finally managed to meet up with Gabrielle & Amy, the last time I met them was probably the year before I left to further my studies in Russia. Pictures taken by Gab since she carries a mini store room in her hand bag.

Nothing changed apart from Amy’s massive hair revamp and Gabrielle’s braces, well literally nothing despite the fact she nags about being fat.

We ended up watching ‘Devil’ instead of other better shows like ‘Senario Asam Garam’ and ‘4 Madu’. Less proportionate picture taken because bamboo has to portray her pretty side.

We got drinks from Starbucks. Amy claims that Green Tea Latte that we ordered smelled like cord’s liver oil and her hazel chocolate drink tasted like children’s paracetamol. 

I paid of my debts with barbarian since I owe her a fight. [ No idea why my lip gestures showed that I retorted the ‘F’ word but I swear I didn’t ]

Her skills in camwhoring are inevitably professional. Bad timings

Passed the ‘Gabrielle Jee Egg Tart” test with flying colours miraculously. Great times chit chatting all the afternoon, our next meet up with most probably be after 6 or 7 years after I supposed since they will be pursuing their degree in Medicine in India & New Zealand respectively.

If only I could squeeze Russia, New Zealand & India together under one continent.

St. Petersburg: Bridge Opening & Hermitage

A continuation of my St. Petersburg trip last summer holidays, here are pictures taken during the bridge opening and Hermitage.

It was a great feeling strolling around the city pass midnight since it only gets dark after 10PM. Basically what I enjoyed the most during White Nights in St. Petersburg.

Hermitage by night

Took a shot while standing at those lights embedded in the floors

There was a group of youngsters performing fire playing show; and bunch of selfish people purposely ignoring them as they approach us viewers for donation, excluding me.

Everyone waited patiently for the bridge opening, lots of people were on boats passing through it as well.

We, Mike, Dennis & I visited some art museum on our way to Hermitage. It really inspired me a lot to have an empty room in the future with all my artworks, that is.. if I have the time to continue doodling, sketching, painting and crafting.

This building has really fascinating interiors

Passed by this tunnel, only available in European countries no idea why

After several minutes of walking, we finally arrived the gorgeous, stunning looking Hermitage; it was jammed packed with tourist and the queue to buy tickets were static and endless.

Came across this huge mirror and snapped a picture of it, I’ve forgotten what is the main purpose but I think it was created for some earthly environmental purposes by those famous environmentalists and tree huggers.

I bumped into this artistic girl again!

Dennis & I

   We took some photographs outdoors as well

Phases

One of life's great fascinations is watching people evolve over time. Some people grow and develop, while others seem to be stuck in patterns that limit their happiness and well-being.

We tend to be vulnerable during childhood, receiving nurture and acquiring values. It seems like studying and gaining new knowledge is an endless process. We all started by entering pre-school, primary school, secondary school and finally into colleges and university.

4 simple stages ate up almost a quarter of our lifespan. Sometimes I wonder, out of the entire 20 years or more of intense cramming, barnstorming, practicing and when it comes to dealing with work and life, how much is actually vital and in use?

Despite how conceptual and metaphysical knowledge is, we still need a certain level of determination based on a piece of paper we call certificate in every stage. Like wise, if someone fails SPM and dreams to be a doctor? Smirks, good luck :)

Why can’t we just fast forward time and skip studying and working phase and head straight to retire mode, or even turn back time, rewind and pause during pre adolescent years.

Life is just too short to ponder of things like this. This brat loves doing nothing.

Roll

I’m starting to believe that happiness is the beginning of a catastrophe, cause’ almost everytime when I’m facing those gleeful moments, something deplorable tends to slip in.

Is it God trying to get my attention by playing tiny challenging tricks since I took things for granted, ignoring the values of gratitude and appreciation sometimes?

Like what people said, neither does happiness stay on forever, nor do miseries and sobriety piled up permanently. It’s a roll; up and down.

Lily Chong Peng Peng : “We try to be happy :) no matter what comes in our way.”

XXL

Retail therapy is a boon for me and I believe it is also a godsend in any case of depression, angst and exasperation. But what’s worst… is when you literally dig through the entire store and finding a piece that doesn’t have your size.

Aaron: “Kid! So what did you sweep back in Malaysia this time?”

Me: “Not much, a couple of tops and semi formals since I have to ask the sales assistant for ‘S’ and he gives me that glare everytime.”

Aaron: “Oh wells you sad person, you need to visit the baby section like Baby Zara or Baby Adidas and get the biggest size! Hahaha”

Me: “Sheesh! Those are bloody cartoonish and childish… Besides, I AIN’T THAT SMALL”

Aaron: “Once a kid forever a kid :D”

Even back in Russia, I had to ask for ‘S’ and sometimes ‘XS’ when choosing a top, no need to even think about bottoms since pants are humongous and too long for my pathetic height. Depressingly failed retail therapy.

Seriously, why are  attires in malls getting larger and larger? It’s ridiculously gargantuan that they even need to provide odd sizes like those ‘XXLs’ yet never bother to properly utilize those materials to make more ‘S’ or ‘XS’ sizes ones for people like me. Makes me feel like a gnome everytime I want to get a top.

Biased towards short people and supporting obese people is what I’m assuming when it comes to marketing priorities. Yet in reality, the short ones are not only the victims but also innocent since we have to accept the fact that we are naturally born short [ neglect the fact about hypocalcaemia cause’ we’re not in Africa ] and the fat, obese people are the criminals!

Despite the fact that I maybe offending almost half or more than half of the world’s population, but it’s obviously easier to get fat rather than to slim down or decrease one’s height. Akin to the fact that creating crimes are much more easier compared to doing a deed :D

But alas! In this case, creating crimes [ fat, obese people ]  get more clothing choices compared to the ones doing good deeds [ short people ].

Very controversial right? I’m prepared to be bombed by a list of haters behind my back, blogging is never fair when it comes to personal preferences and expressing from one point of view; unless if I’m fat and obese of course… this post will turn upside down.

I should major in plastic surgery after 30 years of working experience and offer free bone extension and intensive liposuction to everyone, regardless how expensive an broke I’ll get.

Even this statement is sufficient enough for me to run as president! I made myself so considerate :)

More Baking

Since my first apple pie that I baked looked like as if it has earthworms on them, I decided to bake another one! This time without pre cooking the apples first, but dumping them all into the pastry one go with lime juice. Turned out slightly sour and creates sparks when taken with Smuckers sugar-free strawberry jam.

Mum baked a tray of egg tarts! I intend to bake some of these and do some heavenly good deed making by sharing them with some friends of mine. Let’s hope that mine will turn out as scrumptious as mum’s.I miraculously woke up at 8AM and headed for breakfast with Ling Ying, Diana, Shi Ying, Mei Ling and Tu Chai. Eventually 2 guys turned out out of 6 since lazy bums couldn’t get up from their siesta.

It’s fun sitting with a whole table of future lawyers, teachers and present form 6 students, a clear divergent between the free stress-less ones [ us ]  and the dementedly stressed ones [ form 6 ones facing STPM soon ] 

Cousin Annie & Titus brought their baby boy for a little visit :)

Burning Quran

I was having my regular late lunch around 3PM for the day, its a fixed habit for me to use my pair of stainless steel chopsticks and my semi beveled steel bowl. Lunch was fried fish with gravy, French beans and seaweed soup, everything was all so quintessential as I finished everything up with a slice of apple pie I recently baked.

I laid myself down in front of my Mac to do some productive web surfing and eventually was astonishingly surprised by this headline “International Burn A Koran Day”.

First thing that rang in my mind, when the bloody hell was did event even created?! Who on earth would be adequately sane to even organize such ignorant and disputed event?!

Despite international condemnation led by U.S. officials, military and religious leaders, this Islam-hating Rev. Terry Jones  said its event to torch the Islamic holy book on the anniversary of the Sept. 11, 2001 attacks would take place.

There is even an “Academy Rulebook,” created by Sylvia Jones which details the standards to which a prospective minister must adhere, addresses topics such as behavior, study, and communication. It is also filled with the kind of creepy directions that are often associated with cults. What I concluded from this queer and peculiar guy is a cult leader in the making. I mean, look at him? Not only that he is appallingly hideous but also, I can see a true devil breeding inside him with all of this misleading nonsense he’s is spreading.

He discovered that political control by Islam was rising and no one speaking out about Islam. He was beginning to preach and speak out about that and that was not popular. Why would people even want to bother even political and economical control religiously? Everyone from all walks of life plays an important role in making this world a better place, socially, politically and economically.

Just take a look at Malaysia, developing impressively well as we all work together under one harmonious roof of unity and somewhere in this world called Florida this idiot is trying to create another chaotic racial catastrophe. 

What this imbecile is trying to create is nothing but gibberish, equivocal ideas and nothing but aiding the current escalating war; or like what Kay said: “Paving his road to hell.”

Apple Pie

Baking was never my forte, but under certain circumstances like rotting in boredom during summer holidays… I decided to ask some baking advices from mum. Here’s my apple pie that I baked specially for my imaginary girl friend.

It even has ‘I Love You’, smashed ‘roses’ and ‘earthworms’ on them. How romantic right?  

Baking a pie wasn’t that difficult, except that part when you need to lift the pastry into the baking tray and straining your arms slicing and peeling 5 to 6 green apples. I got the hang of it after baking 2 apple pies.

One with apples and brown sugar, which I cooked the apples in order to make them soft after it came out from the oven; and another with apples with lime juice which I just layered fresh apples so have the crunchiness and top up everything with Smuckers sugar free strawberry jam.

Serves well especially with soy milk.

Now my house smells like any typical bakery store.

Lazy Update

I've been struck by lethargy. Phalanges are awfully weak and slothful to even update this blog, ironically I can spend hours watching Heroes and reading facts online.

The past weekend, I did some meeting up with a few friends of mine. Met up with Vainny and watched Step Up 3, it's a bit late but nevertheless I must say that the movie was stunningly amazing! Downloaded a few of their OSTs as my ring tone.

I strongly recommend This Girl by Laza Morgan!

Kuching is really pathetic when it comes to shopping, you can twirl and stumble and rotate yourself while driving and yet end up in the exact same spot to do some minor shopping. 

Remember how I mentioned about the temporariness of good things? Yes, eventually mine is running low since disaster occurred lately. Skyped with cat-eater Leet Liang regarding hostel issues and bummer... next semester I'll be moving to Hiroshima instead of staying in my humble, comfy hostel called Kim.

Shall shove that aside, I realised it's really strenuous and laborious to find a nice Japanese or Korean cuisine here in Kuching. I went out shopping the other day just to get my evil sister Lily Chong a present, correction... presentS. 

Apart from outing with friends and spending quality time my family, I think that my summer holidays were pretty well filled up with substantial productive hustle and bustle. Now I can't wait to return back to Volgograd to begin my new semester. 

Wait, did I mention how I miss Rock Road seafood? Their crabs are to die for.

Just hope I can recover as soon as possible.

This brat needs to meditate more to channel in more positive energy, or an even more effective way... Food hunting with fellow friends coming back real soon :)

Скрой меня, Still

Скрой меня, Своим крылом,
Сохрани под сильною рукой,

Пусть бушует шторм, и гром гремит,
Над бурей буду я с Тобой парить,
Мой Отец Ты Царь, над всей землёй,
Я не боюсь, мой Бог со мной.

Найду покой в Тебе Христос,
Верю я в могущество Твоё,

Hide me now
Under your wings
Cover me
within your mighty hand

When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with you above the storm
Father you are king over the flood
I will be still and know you are God

Find rest my soul
In Christ alone
Know his power
In quietness and trust