2011

My resolutions for 2011 are as follows:

1. Study more, be less lazy, procrastinate less and try to doodle less during boring lectures.
2. Time management since I’m a normal human with insufficient arms to juggle so much things.
3. Improve culinary skills like baking and cooking.
4. Visit a country outside Russia during summer break.
5. Be more socialized, however.. I realised that I already am.
6. Be less evil, less stupid and set a perimeter from such people.
7. Sacrifice more.
8. Grow up more.
9. Save more money!
10. Sleep more; maybe less
11. Ignore more redundant useless minor things and focus on the other 10 resolutions.

С Новым Годом! Happy New Year!

Last day of 2010 was well spent with a bunch of buddies at Shen Yew’s place, had steamboat/buffet prepared by these awesome seniors.

Random shots since everyone was snapping pictures randomly. Digital Cameras, DSLRs you name it!

Had liquor, game of cards with looser sipping through a plastic whisky cup of concoction we made: sambal, curry, liquor, soup, oil, coke all mixed together… and more drinking.

We had round 2 back in our hostel, my room. Started off with international Skype call with Eelin’s sister in Sandakan.

More drinking with Dennis, Mike, Bernard, Eelin, Leet Liang & Yu Jaan and of course.. some illegal talk. Practically doing illegal stuff that are all legal.

Great food, great drinks, great friends, great times, great year.

Hiatus Explained

Hiatus explained:

Too lazy to dig through my drawer to find the cable and transferring pictures and videos to upload for Christmas Day celebration

Attended MSA election after class and rehearsal on Monday; 8.30AM till 9PM

New Year concert in University, shall not elaborate on that. A great day concluded because Kho Leet Liang sacrificed his time just to get disappointment. 

MSA 1st year fund raising meeting, food experimenting process, flyers designing process and etc; all due on 8th January.

Jesus Embassy [J.E] flyers designing process, printing and distributing. Decoration plan for Xmas/New Year church event and multimedia projects all due before 4th January.

Anatomy class at 10.30AM tomorrow; progressing like snail since holidays are near and I've lost all my motivation to even move a muscle.

MCSC CNY decoration project; pending. 

With all this to juggle, how the bloody heck am I suppose to contact people half across the world you tell me?!

If anyone asks me again: "When are you going to reply my text/skype/msn/mail.." I swear.. 

By the way... MY DIRTY/HORNY INDIAN ROOM MATE IS FINALLY GONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Best Christmas present ever!

Sharifah’s Birthday

We celebrated our Singaporean/Malaysian friend, Sharifah’s birthday a day after Christmas at Shaihana.

Birthday girl snapping pictures with her 12 megapixel Satio

A post Christmas/birthday celebration ended with a perfect chocolate strawberry cheese cake

Christmas 2010

On Christmas Eve, I was studying because on Christmas day I had test on Chemistry. The Christmas excitement and joy was a huge hurdle for me, most probably I was obligating my brain to concentrate diminutively and mainly glaring blankly on my lecture notes.

Anyways, it has already turned to dust.

My Christmas was great this year, I attended a gathering at the biggest indoor stadium here in Volgograd witnessing the best performance by Russians and Malaysians ourselves!

Here’s a video I took when the girls performed during the celebration.

We had a choir team  as well for the night.

Awesome video made by Jonah and Eccleston that was shown publically to all Russians.

Next I had dinner/supper with Lily & Kelvin, more like a Christmas family dinner since they’ve always been taking good care of me here in Russia. Engaging ourselves in conversations about our lives and plans as well as visions.

It’s easy to be absorbed at things I can learn from a 6th year and 4th year senior, feeling so small but yet so big.

Christmas, a season to be grateful and appreciate things that happened to me throughout this entire year.

Good or bad I’m sure God has reasons behind them; why be pessimistic and fret about everything?

Christmas Eve 2010

Christmas Eve was well spent with my ‘family’ here. Well and contended despite missing the fun and warmth back in Malaysia. I’m sure I had doubled the fun in Russia here.

Found this uberly adorable kitten in Jun’s place that I couldn’t resist hugging it all day long, Russian cats are all so far and fluffy!

Endless chopping, dicing, tasting, flavouring, roasting… basically hard core preparation. On the other hand, intense gaming in Big Boss Yew Veen’s room. 

There was Lily, Kelvin, Jun, Dennis, Eelin, Mike, Leet Liang, Yew Veen, Jason & his Russian girlfriend and myself of course.

Heavenly food credits to everyone. Roast Chicken, chicken stroganoff, spaghetti Bolognese, Sheppard's pie, salad, jelly, pudding and fruit punch.

Great friends, great times, great food summed up to a great Christmas Eve dinner. Last but not least…

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Winter Solstice

If I were back in my hometown, I would probably spend time with my grandparents making these colourful glutinous rice balls or ‘tang yuan’.

I had my bowl of ‘tang yuan’ yesterday thanks to Eelin, who practically spent 3 hours in the kitchen doing it for most of us hostel mates. Brown sugar with ginger.

I was supposedly to cover all the parts for Temporal & Parietal bone for Anatomy but ended up cramming for 2 hours and the next 2 hours engaging in random conversations with Mike & Dennis and by the time I wanted to read on canals, ‘Shit! It was 12.10AM already’

So I crammed everything in till it was 3AM

Thank you Eelin Tan for ‘tang yuan’ and a 5- for Anatomy.

Mораль

For those who understands Russian, here's a good story I got from the university's forum site.

Как-то раз один человек вернулся поздно домой с работы, как всегда усталый и задёрганный, и увидел, что в дверях его ждёт пятилетный сын.

- Папа, можно у тебя кое-что спросить?

- Конечно, что случилось?

- Пап, а сколько ты получаешь?

- Это не твоё дело! - возмутился отец. - И потом, зачем это тебе?

- Просто хочу знать. Пожалуйста, ну скажи, сколько ты получаешь в час?

- Ну, вообще-то, 500. А что?

- Пап- - сын посмотрел на него снизу вверх очень серьёзными глазами. 

- Пап, тыможешь занять мне 300?

- Ты спрашивал только для того, чтобы я тебе дал денег на какую-нибудь дурацкую игрушку? - закричал тот. - Немедленно марш к себе в комнату и ложись спать! Нельзя же быть таким эгоистом! Я работаю целый день, страшно устаю, а ты себя так глупо ведешь.

Малыш тихо ушёл к себе в комнату и закрыл за собой дверь. А его отец продолжал стоять в дверях и злиться на просьбы сына. Да как он смеет спрашивать меня о зарплате, чтобы потом попросить денег? Но спустя какое-то время он успокоился и начал рассуждать здраво: Может, ему действительно что-то очень важное нужно купить. Да чёрт с ними, с тремя сотнями, он ведь ещё вообще ни разу у меня не просил денег . Когда он вошёл в детскую, его сын уже был в постели.

- Ты не спишь, сынок? - спросил он.

- Нет, папа. Просто лежу, - ответил мальчик.

- Я, кажется, слишком грубо тебе ответил, - сказал отец. - У меня был тяжелый день, и я просто сорвался. Прости меня. Вот, держи деньги, которые ты просил.

Мальчик сел в кровати и улыбнулся.

- Ой, папка, спасибо! - радостно воскликнул он.

Затем он залез под подушку и достал еще несколько смятых банкнот. Его отец,увидев, что у ребенка уже есть деньги, опять разозлился. А малыш сложил вседеньги вместе, и тщательно пересчитал купюры, и затем снова посмотрел на отца.

- Зачем ты просил денег, если они у тебя уже есть? - проворчал тот.

- Потому что у меня было недостаточно. Но теперь мне как раз хватит, - ответил ребенок. - Папа, здесь ровно пятьсот. Можно я куплю один час твого времени?Пожалуйста, приди завтра с работы пораньше, я хочу чтобы ты поужинал вместе с нами.

Why I Should Be A Scriptwriter

Selfish Smartass

"Real geniuses are not afraid of sharing information because they know that individual glory doesn't measure up against team win."

A fairly good advice from Kay Chai currently being Americanized in Seattle.

Here's a situation, what happens when you faced a mind blockage and you desperate seek for help from a friend and instantaneously being rejected mercilessly?

"Hey, can help me up with this? I don't understand.."

"Huh! Lazy to bother awh..." *Ignores or maybe just act plain dumb as if he/she doesn't get the message*

I swear, that is T-H-E most loathsome & abhorrent thing a person can react. As if proving to me that I know and I'm taking the initiative or free time just to B-O-T-H-E-R to ask for fun.

Wtf right?

Another example:

“Hey what’s the definition for this-this-this?”

“Just find it… *blabbers some shit on some particular page*”

It’s so obvious that I have no idea where the hell is the definition and you’re still insisting on repeatedly telling me which page and which paragraph? Thanks for the help, VERY SINCERE indeed.

My point is, not everyone is able to catch up and absorb things fast enough. Unfortunately I am not being able to do so in certain subjects. But that doesn’t mean that I’m a total idiot who doesn’t deserve much help from someone who know, right?

I’m asking for help because I have trust that this particular person is willing to help, somehow… it proved me wrong. Certain group of smart people just want to bury their knowledge with them in their grave and not even bother to share an inch or even nanometers to others.

Just a release of tension on what happened yesterday, lesson learned. Redundant to beg or even waste an once on people who doesn’t want to help. 

Too much to do, too little time. A phrase so familiar but yet never managed to pull it through leisurely. I'll drag and lug my body and crawl my way through it with or without you.

God, lend me a hand...please

A Buddy

“For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.”

Consoling always heals a broken soul. Sharing eases any burden weighed on one’s shoulder. It takes more than fate and to find someone who is willing to do so.

I remembered back in the days when people will ask me: “Who’s your best friend?”

I normally go on ecstatically pointing in bizarre directions starting counting and naming one after the other. Yes, it was once that simple, innocent and happy.

The numbers started to get lesser as we grow up, it approaches to a point where not much counting is required and I started to wonder: “Who’s my best friend currently?”

My most recent conversation had me stunned for a sec or two when someone questioned me: “Hey.. so-and-so and you are like.. buddies!” I replied without hesitation: “Yeah! We’re cool, travel mates and room mates as well as batch mates!”

But I’m embarrassed to say that he’s my best friend, disgraced that I' actually do not understand a bit about this friend of mine and vice versa he knows almost everything about me.    

Not everyone wants to share, some people can handle things their own way. Why put everyone in my position? If it was me 10 years ago… I’ll probably ditch this person and change a so-called new best friend. But no, not everyone share their stories and problems with people.

It takes a long time to built a solid friendship; don’t loose anyone around you. Appreciate friends around you because they are the ones that helped you grow up to who you will be in the future.

“ Part of me wishes that I could forget you too. Forget meeting you, finding out what you are and everything that has happened. ”

Elena Gilbert – The Vampire Diaries

Winter, Cam, Lyrics

If I die young bury me in satin
Lay me down on a bed of roses
Sink me in the river at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song

The Band Perry - If I Die Young

Here's the day you hoped would never come
Don't feed me violins
just run with me through rows of speeding cars.
The paper cuts the cheating lovers
The coffee's never strong enough
i know you think it's more than just bad luck

Imogen Heap – Speeding Cars

Pup & Sausage Bun

I had my grocery shopping a few weeks back with Eelin, the snow was harsh with tiny frosts pricking my face and merely crashing my spectacles. Gloves and scarf seemed to work their way through the blizzard, what more to say those rich ladies with full furred coat?

They look stunning and staggering in poise but not elegant at all! Come on? Fur? They’re practically wearing animals on their body.

How can one not feel sympathy or solicitude at this photograph?

Outside a mall on my way back from grocery shopping, Eelin & I saw this poor puppy barely able to move in thick snow with a couple or two others gathered around it. It was howling and crying for food.

A kind couple dumped him a sausage bun, it nibbled for a while and finally gobbled it down.

I swear, my heart nearly melted. Most will think “Common’ it’s only a lousy dog… pffft'”

Trust me, if I were to set priorities between animals and humans; clearly humans will always come second after an animal. 

Blogger’s Dilemma

GAH!
GAH!
GAH!

I’m having this sudden urge to migrate from Blogger to Wordpress, I googled through the entire web to acquire solutions regarding transferring my entire database from Blogger to Wordpress.

Such a self proclaimed geek tech freak I know.

Been blogging here for more than 3 years, yes no doubt that Blogger is really simple and easy to customize but I always have the need to tweak and have something more sophisticated that I managed to find on blogs under Wordpress.

Further more, blogger has really upsetting themes compared to Wordpress and Tumblr.

I’m facing a blogger’s dilemma, far more complicated and harder than swallowing an entire Anatomy Atlas.

Plastics

Bliss comes knocking on the door when you’re done with 5 questions of Chemistry questions regarding Heterogenous Processus and your mind relieved and satisfied from Anatomy quiz, accompanied by great songs with great lyrics by Lifehouse.

1st year of Med school is tough, I can really say that it is! I’m crawling and gasping day by day. Counting the days, I still have approximately 5 more years to come. It may seem long but like what all seniors used to tell us:

“Enjoy your years studying, cause’ working is another real hell of reality that hits you right on the face – mercilessly.”

I dreamed to graduate from Med school, so that I can continue my studies maybe after housemanship in Plastic Surgery. *Slaps self* Brat, you’re dreaming way ahead of you! 

In Russia itself, it’s well accepted and openly acknowledged by everyone. That’s a huge poster on Plastic Surgery I passed through most of the time on my way back. A portion of you might be questioning… ‘Why change nature?’ ‘Why modify creations that God has made?’ ‘Why going against the flow and create mutants?’

The point is, it’s with good will. I believe everyone deserve to feel safe, secure and satisfied with themselves. Confidence can be achieved by some walks of life when it comes to appearance; I know I do.

Imagine living with a face 60% severely burned? Or maybe a huge dent on one’s nose? How can a person live normally like this?

It has always been my dream to sculpt the beauty and perfecting the imperfect.

Plastic Surgery takes an addition of 6 or more years, and if this brat still hangs on firmly to this dream of his; hopefully someday I will be a plastic surgery.

Never Put Yourself Last

My ever loyal companion that I read everyday on my iPod Touch before I sleep apart from the Bible, here’s one of my favourites; read on 29th October.

Now back to drawing, oh wait! Not drawing… Anatomy. I’m confused whether I’m studying for Anatomy for simply unconsciously not realizing that I’m drown and indulged in shading, sketching bone structures.

Francium

It's all about compression, all about possessing the ability to sustain every single information you have between those pity neurons you have. I find it hard to believe it myself that so much things can happen within a day less than 24 hours.

Secrets

Knowing secrets is a good thing, it shows how much a friend trusts you. Now position yourself in my place, where I unintentionally know something - unwillingly, inadvertently, accidentally. It's extremely laborious to digest all of this and what more to keep it safe and sealed with me when it involves a friend of mine? 

I find my brain like Francium, going to explode any second by the minute. I seek help from a few friends of mine like Eelin & Mike with their ears so sore and inflamed listening to my long winding lecture, and of course bringing in Dennis as a female character [do not question me why].

Another encounter today, not sure whether it's fated or not. But I seemed to give certain people a wrong impression, not in a negative way. Just... in a way I find it less pleasing and uncomfortable.

It's against my nature, against what's written in my imaginary Oxford dictionary, against my Tangent of a straight line.

I don't blame them. Maybe they do not know me well enough? Obviously. Those who know me personally would know that I have a dozen of halos above my head, shinning and beaming brightly with a heart pure as snow.

Don't believe me? Ask Kho Leet Liang.

I have so many things happening, it's weird cause' some has totally nothing related to me. Literally. Whereas somethings just continue to worsen and worsen by the day I want to shut and lock myself in the room and just rot.

Bear me, I'm typing with emotion not by worrying brooding over who reads my blog or to desperately gain readers or any means. 

I screwed up so badly by not knowing how to explain what is 'initial phase' in Simple Harmonic Motion. Okay, I know what the hell is it but how the bloody heck am I supposed to derive every single element from what's been taught in lecture a couple of days ago?

Agitated. Not so, since I bought 550 rubles worth of travel pass which means I can travel to wherever I want via bus or train around Volgograd. No more panicking whether I have 10 rubles for rides, I can blissfully swiftly open my wallet and show to the conductor.

I feel upgraded.

Ungraded in a bad way in some means. 

S.H.M for Sunday

You know that you’re absolutely insane when you reached a simple equation that requires you to find angular frequency of a particle given acceleration, displacement, hitting the calculator a million times when you reached 16 = -w^2 just to get a ‘negative’ sign as the answer and worst..

Being an idiot you doubt that ‘why the shit is there a ‘negative’?!!

Allow genius brat to explain to idiot brat: “Shift square root with the bloody ‘negative’ sign to 16 and of course you’ll obtain a logically answer of –4! Idiot!”

Enough of all this crap, I drew a caricature of Joker the other night. Been stuffing myself so much with Physics today; entirely engulfed my Sunday just like that. No rotting, no sleeping just Physics and bits of doodling between intervals.

Every formula can relate to one another somehow or another, it’s annoying that I am forced to randomly remember trigonometry equation into Simply Harmonic Motion just to derive the formula for Total Mechanical Energy.

Why can’t they just stay stationary in their cycle?

By the way, I also created a caricature of my senior Daniel Tham – a cutout to be made as a bookmark for this birthday.

I swear, Sunday doesn't have 24 hours cause it ends so damn bloody fast. 24 hour rule must be deceiving us all.

Happy Birthday Fiona Ng !!!

A Bio Sequent

One of the best thing about Biology lecture is taking random pictures when the lecturer is showing slides about History of Biology that probably turned on everyone’s [snooze'] button, thus the brat decided to snap candid shots during break and during lecture.

Sharifah: "eeee.. see! Eelin bought food! I want can???"

Areena: "Urgh! What the heck is that?"

Eelin: "*Ish.. ask for my food again*!!!!"

Eelin: "Fahfah, open your mouth wider.."

Sharifah: "AAAAAHHH!!! BUKA MULUT BESAR BESAR!!"

Areena: "Fine then! Dont wana gimme I shall eat pen then! HMPH"

3rd Day of Winter

Thank God it’s Friday, why? Well, only on Fridays I have Biology and Anatomy lecture as early as 8AM at Morphological Campus located around 40 minutes from my hostel and apparently takes transit to one stop and then to another.

Woke up as early as 6AM and snoozed my alarm till I finally lifted my lazy bum 20 minutes after, everyone does that! Don’t tell me that your brain can instantly operate to max level of consciousness at the exact moment your eye lids are opened. Except my dad of course, he’s a living monk [right, I’m kidding about the monk part].

3rd day on winter and it dropped to –10 degrees, my pathetic weak body is still able to withstand such winter, but try walking when there’re tiny snow flakes pricking and poking your entire face with wind so strong your old skull is about to fly off?

What’s worst, I had to lug along Biology textbook which was so bloody heavy; it’s like carrying a dead baby in my sling bag I swear in this blizzard. Not fun at all, studying and attending lectures are fun but with a ton or more in your sling bag and wearing multiples layers of attire only to weigh you more? Tormenting, pure torment. 

It started snowing 2 days ago but it only lasted for maybe an hour or two, however today… just as I was adjusting and observing slides under a light microscope, through the window everywhere was white.

Group 31

I was wondering which are air bubbles and nucleuses and *POOF* snow everywhere.

I know, all the new first years were extremely exhilarated and excited; in my heart I was monotonously cursing “screw snow!”

The time where you hibernate the most, where you don’t feel like studying at all.

I just told Dennis “It’s so cold I want to sleep till Sunday, and Sunday I want to sleep again till the next Sunday.” Life rocks

Looking forward for J.E Christmas Bash, ‘Family Dinner’ & Christmas dining with batch mates!