3 In 1 Meal

Have you ever skipped 2 meals and have a big portion of food for dinner? Sure I did, to supplement my big barbarian hunger; I combined 3 meals all in one go. Honestly speaking, it is a good way to go if you are too busy doing nothing.

For breakfast, I have an egg and some bacon. Went to the fridge to find some bacons but they were not there. Initially I thought my eyes were playing tricks but it was not. The bacon just disappeared from the fridge. Thinking outside the box, which is very unusual, I took out the lamb and substitute it for bacon. Warning, having too much lamb on your diet is not good for your health as it will make your blood pressure shoot up the roof. Oh dang, I should have realized that warning weeks ago.

Egg

Lamb

After getting the breakfast ready, lunch was next, I had Korean instant noodle. By the way, I love Korean instant noodles. They are slightly bigger than any Indo Mee you can find in the market and it is spicy. Of all the Korean instant noodles I tried, kimchi ramen is the best. Every time I have Korean instant noodles or any Korean meal for that matter, I would only think of her....Jun Ji Hyun. Sorry Erika, though I love you, but I am having a Korean meal.

Jun Ji Hyun

For dinner it is simple, just another Korean instant noodle. Therefore instead of taking 1 packet, I took 2 out from the box.

2 Packs

In order to put all 3 meals together, I need a big bowl. Let me emphasize here, I need a big BOWL.

BIG BOWL

Let the cooking begin, praying real hard for the noodles, egg and lamb to cook real fast. In less than 10 minutes, my breakfast, lunch and dinner was completed. I switch my prayers to the bowl. Hopefully the big bowl I got there was big enough for my meal.

Perfect Fit

What do you know, it fit just perfectly.

Cho Ah Yo!!

Thank You Note

Here I would love to acknowledge certain inviduals that I have met and made my trip a memorable event of my life during the 1st and 2nd Aussie adventure.

Group Mates
Consumer Behavior – Sam and JC, thank you guys for all your hard work and also for the great presentation effort.

Decision Model Marketing v1.0 – TsunYee, Murphy and G, it was really great working with each and every one of you though we all failed the final paper.

Decision Model Marketing v2.0 – Charlie; for your effort in nailing the project. Soon; though you look ultimately blur but you never fail to dig up information regarding the subject matter. Guys, I am so sorry for not fighting till the end with you all.

Applied Marketing Research – Angeline, Angela, Gary, Alec and Boon; thank you for sacrificing precious time, tolerating my intolerable behavior and putting up with craps from my part.

Marketing Planning and Strategies – Kevin; nice work as a group leader in dividing our work and giving me 100% in peer evaluation though most of the time I just free ride. Christine; I like the way you give suggestion. Natalie; very soft spoken which my heart just fall once you open your mouth.

Advertising and Promotion Management – Patrick and Michael; I like the way you guys do your work because it really lighten my work load in the editing. JaiYiao; your creative writing, drawing and imagination skills beat me both hands down. Vinly; the lady of the group and also the shortest and yet able to do things that physically scratches my head.

Corporate Financial Analysis – Aramov, Will-1-am and Ashton; though we were ultra blur with the project, we finally pulled through it. Well done guys.

Corporate Finance: Theory and Practice – Ashton; your dedication of not asking me how the project went was not a memorable one.

Derivatives Securities – Thank you so much Asif for expelling me out of your group. If you did not banish me, I will definitely not achieve 18/20 for the project.

Issues in Corporate Finance – Ashton; purely genius of you for choosing the simplest question. Janice and Deidrey; thank you for compiling the project and completing the most difficult question of the project.

International Financial Management – Lesley; I simply like the way you think and work. You are the dream group member I wished for many years ago. Ponchara, Will-1-am, Tri Nguyen; good effort, dedication and personality.

Not So Formal
Aramov – my lunch at Kura III partner in crime, Chelsea and Germany supporter, also known as Oliver and Klinsman.

Will-1-am – someone there to fulfill my boredom and also intelligent conversation. He is the substitute of CX minus ragnarok.

Dota 5 man team – Gay.Bear69, Ashton, Tom.Hiro, gay.rat – Beyond Godlike…Owning

Murphy – the only one there when I was having a hard time in July 2005, thank you.

Tsun Yee – little sister plus group member plus friend plus smoking partner

J-sern – Buffet brother, ex house mate, once in a blue moon smoking partner.

Klang William – for those incredibly sensitive and senseless conversations, critiques and taking my cigarettes.

William Jo – the smartest person I ever met in Aussie, superbly friendly and helpful.

B’gin – thank you for your comments on my blog and also those cooking of yours (how am I going to be thin like that leh!!)

Bro – for settling all the household bills, planning and rental though I am the elder brother.

Govin – your cologne make the house really smell wonderful.

Far From Sight, Close In Heart
HL – relationship: Hingtai. All those TVB drama, crappy conversations, miserable encouragement and holiday planning made my stay in Aussie less bored.

GMT aka winter-white – relationship: the lost chance. The person who is always there for me to release to bully and crap talking.

CX – relationship: Hingtai. Was once the closest friend I got but we were unable to find that click since I left for Aussie. Peep, what happen?

Steven – relationship: Hingtai. My crapping, yum cha-ing and bull shitting partner in crime though some of your tips are not really helpful in the exams.

Priscilla – relationship: Friend. Love to disturb her for no particular reason especially when I am busy.

Those Who I Am Yet To Meet
GhOsT – For all those interesting and live coverage stories

Kenny – For all those humorous entries

Exam Post Results

IFM --- fail

DMM --- fail

APM --- fail

ICF --- FAIL!!!!

Guess how I am feeling right now

**2 words**

Fu_k It

Thank you to all those revision and short term memory lost during exam.

Passing all four of them is a blessing, which I am very pessimistic.

Superman

Look it’s a bird, it’s a plane….no it’s superman

Superman is arguably the most recognizable superhero with the vast super strength, speed, stamina, invulnerability, multiple sensory and vision powers and longevity.

Celebrities such as Bud Collyer, Kirk Alyn, George Reeves, Christopher Reeve, Dean Cain, Tom Welling and Brandon Roth, who all played superman and Clark Kent in one way or another, became household names in the superman cult.

Every one knows superman, my main intend in this entry is not to introduce such a legend. Let me rephrase my first sentence.

Look it’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s superman…..no, it’s my dad

Dear dad,

Happy belated father’s day and I am sorry for the late post as I was too busy either studying or golfing. How are you doing of late, been eating right I suppose.

You have been my superman since I was a small boy. You were perfect in anyway and everyway. No matter how tired you were, you still found the strength to carry me to my room when I fall asleep in the car or on the couch. Though later years you just woke and ask to go into the room to sleep.

When I was 4, I do not know how to count and how to do simple mathematics. You were there ever patiently teaching me how to count 1, 2, 3…… I guess your patient ran dry after an hour, because your son, me, still unable to get it right. Isn’t it funny that a 4 year old boy who do not even know how to count could score a high distinction in the statistics subject 14 years later.

Do you still remember when I was 5 years old at the swimming pool? I was afraid to go into the swimming pool without the arm floats on; even it was just the baby pool, while bro became the ultimate Rambo going into the adult pool with no floats on. That surely scared the shit out of mom. Though you do not know how to swim, but you prove to me that there is nothing to worry entering the pool without the float. When I annoy the crappiest of crap out of you, you encourage me with your words; chicken and scardy cat. Awkward as it may seem, your scardy cat son managed to win medals after medals, recorded the fastest time under age 12 category at state level, chosen by an English man to swim competitively. At that time, I always wished that my superman acknowledges me and to be proud of his son. Your acknowledgment did not come, well I guess, I am not good enough to earn that praise from you.

When I was 12, I refuse to go to Cameron Highlands with the family because I wanted to go for the teakwando black belt examination. With all those scolding and lectures, I still refuse to go. You stayed behind to look after me and also to fetch me for the examination. When that day arrived, I really hope I could pass that examination and bring home the black belt, as prove that your decision to stay behind was worth it. I am sorry dad for failing that examination. You did not mention a word and also you were not angry with me. But deep down inside, I wish you were angry for letting you down and separating you from family holiday. Although I passed the exam the subsequent time, you remain silent. I did not expect much from you as I know that repeating an exam means an individual is just second best; not worthy of praises.

You spent a lot of time with us when you found out that we like to play badminton. You even sent us for coaching when you no longer have the ability to teach us even more. In those years of playing, I mange to win a silver and bronze medal and paraded it in front of you once you got home from work. When I won those medals, I was hoping that you will commend me for the hard work well done but it did not happen. Sadly, you just brushed me aside. I concluded that silver and bronze do not mean anything when you have another son who won gold medals in badminton.

There was once we went bowling and I played fairly bad. You were harsh on me and even publicly scolded me for not listening to you. I was 14 at that time and bowling is an all new ball game for me. After that scolding, I begin to go out with friends very often. You did mention once, why am I going out so often. I told you that it was friends’ parties and stuff, but the truth was I went bowling with them. I want to improve in that game; I want you to acknowledge me in it. Forlornly, you were not there to see me scoring four strikes in a row neither were you there went I scored a personal high of 210 points. Those who acknowledge me were my friends; who subsequently quit bowling because they were unable to win me. I wanted to tell you about it so much, but past experience told me that you will not give me a single word of praise. I chose silent.

Grandmother was the closest person I got in my younger years. She and grandfather gave me those praises and credits for my hard work but all I wanted was you telling me those praises. When grandmother passed away, my friends became my family. I started playing truant and smoking. If not for mom, I would have been a gang member by now. During these teenage years, I hated you, I hated to be at home with you and I hated every single thing you do. You were imperfect, I do not deserve a dad like you, I deserve better.

How wrong was I during my teenage years. Throughout the 1st Aussie adventure, I realize many things. All this while I did things for you to praise me, but now even if you praise me it do not matter because you are my superman; you were there when I need you and I am proud to be your son.

Remember the bad accident I have when I was 17. You did not scold me for ramming a car in the T-junction. All you say to me was, “The car can spoil, damage can be repaired but as long as the person is uninjured, it is all fine.” That was a relief, I was afraid that you will scold the living light out of me.

Last year when I was home for holiday, I told you my results in the morning just when you were about to leave for work and the fact that I was out the entire night. For the first time in my life you actually praise me for my results. You said “Good, keep up the good work.” That was enough to make my day and also the 21 years of darkness of not being good enough to be your son.

On another note, I am sorry dad; I am unable to continue the family business of which was our bread and butter. I have absolutely no knowledge about the business. I do know how to make a dancing shoe or any other activities that are related to it. As an heir apparent, I am a failure eventhough for the past years I tried to learn it. I am unable to be you nor anything close to being you, I am sorry.

I admire you for your hard work and dedication to the business. Like me, back then, you too did not know how to make a pair of shoe and were despised by all the workers. You prove them wrong and gain their respect. You made the business known almost every single corner of Malaysia’s dancing world. You invested all your life in the business. I am a useless son; I do not want the business to be ruined in my hand. I do not want 2 generations of blood and sweat perish in my own two hands and wrong business dealings.

All this while, in regards to the business, people know me because of you. They know me because I am your eldest son, your heir apparent. I do not know where they get the idea from, but surely not from me.

I want the people to know you because of me, for all the things I will do in the future (hopefully) for the greater of country and family. And this is my promise till the day I rest because you are my superman and I will continue your legacy and promote the family name to new heights.

Your Son

Interview Section With e2e

So e2e how are you of late?
Great but can better.

How is that so?
Well for starters, I pretty mess up with the international financial management paper. This is because I spent too much time attempting part B questions and neglecting Part A and the compulsory Part C questions.

Besides that, I have another paper which is approximately 12 hours later after the finance paper. Least to say, I hardly studied for it as the finance paper was my main focus.

About 15 hours later, I walked out of the decision models for marketing exam with head held way below my neck. I totally screwed the compulsory questions which worth 50%. I somehow interpreted the question wrongly. To top that up, I did not complete my 3rd question of choice.

How do you know that you interpreted the question wrongly?
Put it simple, if you ask 10 people the same question and receive 10 different answers, then the question is available for discussion. However, if you ask 10 people who gave 1 answer and your answer is not it, then you got it wrong. If and only if I am right, then 10 people got it wrong, this however will not happen to me.

What will you be doing next?
Study I guess

For?
There will be 2 more papers next week, and I need to do some revision on it.

Are you confident to nail those 2 papers?
I am quite pessimistic about nailing them. First of all, the advertising paper requires theory application of which I have never ever use theories in my marketing papers. Secondly, I failed the mid term exam for the corporate finance paper by 2 marks. Failing something can and may really bring down someone confidence. But then, some wise barbarian once told me, “Failing is getting up when you fell, success is when you are ready to fall.” There is one thing I quite disagree with that though.

Why do you disagree?
I am too darn lazy to stand up knowing that I will fall.

e2e, you need to be more optimistic though….

Nope, optimism is not a need, it is a choice. It is not something you want but something of ‘being’.

Golfing

For the past 2 weeks people been calling and messaging me in regards to what I am doing. The frequent reply, “I am playing golf”. In this entry I am going to introduce to you golfing (goofing) e2e style.

It all started 2 weeks ago when the weather decides to be funny by supplying very good FungSui (wind water). Seeing this lucky sign given by divinity and also a superstitious barbarian, I went to the golf course and have a few strokes. Bare in mind 2 things, I have never played golf at all and hated the game very much because Tiger Woods always win.

I got ready for the occasion, wore the lucky blue shirt, and head off to the golf course with an anticipation of having an average of bogey per hole. For the first time in blogging history of boredom, you all will see how I look like.

Me in lucky blue shirt, long pants and shoe

People what do you think, am I handsome, macho looking and definitely boyfriend material right?

I went to the golf course called Sosori. The place is very beautiful giving a good Japanese feel. The environment is full of cherry blossom floating in the air, if only Erika Sawajiri was here to share the moment with me. If she was here, I bet you 2 cents that I will hit -18 in 18 holes and maybe scoring a 19th hole. By the way, Erika is my girlfriend and I love her so much (which occurs in my dreamland).

My darling Ericka Sawajiri

Her being not beside me is nevertheless sad but not to make things worse, I head towards the 1st hole which is a par 4. With everything all set, I chose the 1 Wood for the maximum driving range I can get from this hole. Some silly people decide to take nice pictures of me taking the drive. Therefore as an Ah Beng barbarian, I pose for it, man I look good in front of the camera.

Don’t I look gorgeous?

Holding the club with professionalism, adjusting for the wind and posing for this shot, I have nothing to lose. A wise man once said on TV, “I tried my best and I have no regrets.” I took aim, fung not that strong and definitely no Sui around. The shot is imminent, hole in one is running through my head, spectators cheering my name, and then some bugger got to take this picture.

Beautiful place

Instead of making the shot, I confronted the bugger for distracting my concentration. After some cursing and punches, I was thrown out of the course for causing distress to people around me and setting a bad example to minors.

After that incident, I am in need to cool off. All those shouting, punching and being thrown out have battered me. It literally sucked my energy away. Subsequently, I went to the square and find a nice spot to sit and also being alone for a while and to check out some nice chicks walking. I chose the empty bench in a less crowded area, sadly, hardly any chicks walk pass.

Me all alone

How sad, I got to sit there all alone, if only Erika was here with me. While sitting there, I started to miss her badly. Suddenly, a chick walk passes me. Interpreting it as a chance, I walk up towards her hoping to strike a conversation or two since Erika was not here. I took it as divine intervention for answering my call since I was chick depress for months.

Approaching her slowly, so I do not look desperate, walking with style just like a poser. Once I was in front of her, only one word strikes it all……..Yooooo

Me trying to hook up a chick

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, I bring to you Jenypher of the Sand_Trappers. Cute ain’t she; with that mini skirt, spaghetti stripe and clearly showing assets. I know you all are a bunch of busy bodies, one picture of me talking to her is not enough or you may think she walked away after I said my 1st word, then you people are so wrong.

She is wondering how cute and gorgeous I am

See, I am not so hopeless with the ladies after all. I have what it takes to hook up ladies, only it is difficult in reality though. She was so captivated with my charisma and charm that she offered me to go on a date. Well as a new age gentle barbarian, I took it slow, just to make sure I do not look desperate. We promise to meet each other up at the same spot tomorrow.

As tomorrow came, I purposely dressed to kill. Took out the best looking shirt, pants and new shoes for this event, hoping she would be more attracted to me. People, wish me luck.

Attractive??

Update For Study Break Week

It has been 4 days since I last posted an entry, anyone miss me?

As most of you all know that I have an exam coming up. The saddest part of it is that I have 2 papers in the space of 12 hours, great eh? The best part of it is that I have not started studying at all. For an entire week I played golf. It is quite addictive, especially when you hit ‘rants’ and ‘dangs’.

While things were going pretty fine with golf, I realized one thing…exam timetable. I checked it out as soon as possible and to my surprise, 2 weird alphabets appear on it. They were ‘WP’ and I have no idea what it means. It did not take long for me to realize that it meant Wentworth Park. I am actually having 2 papers there and I do not know where it is. As far as I am concern, WP is where people go play football and I do not see any building that resembles a hall for exams or may be the building decides to be invisible when I was there.

To my friends in Malaysia who actually read my boredom, how was the DMM paper? Please tell me what were the questions, and I will pray for those questions to appear in the Australia version DMM exam. This is very important and crucial for me as I have not started any revision. By the way, to those who are taking IFM and ICF, please tell me any tips that might (read: definitely) appear in both exam papers.

This is my final semester exam, and hopes to pass every single subject I am taking as this is my official final examination. I have enough of sitting for examinations for now; if there is to have another examination; it will come in next 2 years or so indefinitely.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, wish me luck.

Rainy Days

The rain is killing me, luckily I have a dryer at home to dry my clothes. It rained for days now and yesterday it rained for the whole day. The weather forecasted that it will continue for a few more days, predicted rain fall for the next 2 days will be more than the rain fall recorded in the past 2 months. Currently the rain have finally stopped and from the looks of it, it going to be a fine clear day….hopefully.

Talking about yesterday, I have to walk under the rain to buy a pack of cigarettes. I went out when it was drizzling. However, after I bought the pack, it rained like cats and dogs of which I have the pleasure of walking under it supplemented with strong winds that blow newspapers away. I was wet and cold where one thing is certain, I need to go shopping for clothes.

Sadly, no one offered to accompany me to go shopping, not even guys. Perhaps I am not good looking and certainly do not have much green bills in the wallet to spend, concluding to a chick depressed situation where no girls want to go out with me (T_T), to some extend, maybe guys too.

Things happening around us are so wild and violent, just the other week, 2 miners were trapped in a coal mine, a guy was left for dead up in the Everest, mud slide in a place I call home, rebellion in the world youngest country and of course a lot of people dying. And I thought nothing catastrophic will occur after the Iraq war, how wrong am I.

What happen to the peace leaving people of earth? Is resorting to arms the only way for peace and harmony? Besides that, every individual have to go through some sort of war; studies, work, family, friends, foes, relationship etc. Perhaps the biggest battle among our individual life is the battle of relationship.

I personally think; everyone, someone and anyone, will go thought this relationship problem. Do not boldly conclude relationship equals boy girl love. Relationship takes on many forms, how many are there depends how many can you think of because I am too lazy to list them down. Go read this, I simply love it.

Things would be better if; world leaders open their ears to listen and understand what the people want, parents were more understanding, peers to be there for and with you and of course many more. Then life would be an easier and simpler journey to walk on (including many other factors).

e2e calling earth…..what’s going on!!!!

Funny weather

For the past few days have been very windy. It all started out on Thursday night when the weather decides to have a heavy and long downpour. Least to say, it was nice to sleep but the sound of the wind was very eerie. As the wind blow, the sound it made was scary as though you are in a ghost movie or something. Basically it is the sound generally people will make trying to imitate a ghost; that is exactly the sound.

The worst part of it all was that I washed my clothes like 2 hours before the rain begin. I was hoping that my clothes do not get wet from the rain water blown by the wind. Practically nothing much I can do since the clothes were dragged close to the wall when the rain started.

After having a great night sleep and incredibly cold feet, I woke up to check on my clothes. Surprisingly the clothes were cold, as though you are touching ice. I try to sun the clothes but then there was no much sunlight available. The best part of it all, it rained again on Friday, what a reception for no dry clothes. On Saturday, the weather chose to have bone chilling wind blowing from all directions.

Around noon I went and have a look at my clothes, there it is…….wet. The wind is not helping my clothes to dry but it help to remain it wet. Sad to say, I have no clothes left to wear, and if it ever dries today, it going to stink for sure.

Sunday morning, like any usual Sunday morning over here, the wind is still breezy but the strength of it subsided tremendously. Hopefully I can have some sun to dry my clothes and also try to prevent any smell. It have been 3 days since I washed my clothes, there is still no sign of it begin to dry. According to the forecast I made, if the clothes do not dry by today, then it left me no choice, I am not going for classes.

One thing for sure, I need to go shopping for clothes, anyone wants to accompany me, and everyone is welcome. I may need as much opinion as possible. In concern to trend, I am not up and in for it. Anything goes.

Study Break

It is just beautiful that next week is the study break, but for most undergraduates it is the time to get wasted. Plenty of booze will be gulp down like water and parties to attend, not to mention getting laid.

However, it is just a fantasy; it is week 14, one week before the onslaught of exams. A lot and I mean really plentiful of revision is required especially for both the finance papers. It is not a good comfort zone to enter the exam hall with an almost pass result for the mid semester. Therefore, 3 things need to be done; study, study and study (yeah right).

Just found out yesterday from my group mate that the freaking advertising paper requires theory application. This is a major blow to me, all this while, for all the marketing papers, I did not memorize any single theory. My answers for all the marketing exams were plain craps, nothing more but crap. Surprising enough, I pass with ease (prove 1 thing, marketing is bullshit).

On the other hand, I am unable to say the same for finance. It is freaking difficult (from my point of view), most of the time I just drift to dreamland; during lectures and tutorials. No matter how much I try to absorb all those information, my eyes get heavier and heavier until you can hear zzZZzzzZZzzz. Some people say practice make perfect, like I don’t know that. I may practice and practice until the sun rises from the west, I still do not get it. When people begin to annoy me with the word PRACTICE and PERFECT, only 1 quote comes from me; but no one is perfect, why practice.

A personal note to self, do not have a confidence level of a snooker que when entering the exam hall, remain it at pencil stick situation.

By the way, niece, all the best in your exams.