After much preparation, the young self-proclaimed Emperor of The Han Dynastory is now serving a full-time mission to the UK with The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

He will return in 2014.


Welcome to the Han Dynastory!

As I am now serving a full-time mission with The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I have left this blog under the stewardship of a family member, who may post updates on how I'm doing as he/she sees fit.

Enjoy your stay!

Friday, December 30, 2005

50 Lessons I've Learned in Taiwan

  1. Your throat can go sore if you talk too much in the bus
  2. Smelly Tofu smells like the airplane toilet
  3. The vegetable you eat with smelly tofu smells worse than the tofu
  4. Pig feet (a favorite Taiwanese dish) smells like pee
  5. Guo Yao (a trombonist many of us guys hate) smells like pee
  6. It's cold during winter
  7. William is afraid of eating dog meat
  8. Me too
  9. Missionaries stand out a lot in their suits and nametags
  10. Your fingers go stiff and you can't play your instrument properly when you're cold
  11. 4 degrees celcius is cold
  12. Look left, then right, then left when crossing a road in Taiwan
  13. But don't forget to look where you're going
  14. You're the one speaking weird when you're in Taiwan
  15. The weather is cold, but the people are warm
  16. It's the exact opposite in KL
  17. It's hard to sleep when there are about 100 channels on TV
  18. You can eat porridge using chopsticks
  19. "Make-up Room" (translated directly) means "Toilet"
  20. I still don't know how to read traditional chinese characters
  21. You can survive without the computer for 10 days
  22. Womanisers like Guo Yao should be caned, whipped, thumb-screwed, quartered, crucified, burned at the stake and fed to the dogs
  23. You don't call people Auntie and Uncle in Taiwan
  24. 14.6 KG is heavy
  25. It's not a good idea to lock y0ur luggage with your key inside
  26. The song Cheng Fu sounds funnier if you replace it with Chooi Fu (strip pants)
  27. Cursing and swearing DOES get your lost CD back! Well... if you're lucky
  28. Some people think the word 'crap' is funny
  29. Our band coach snores louder than our band can play music
  30. Never offer to sing Christmas Carols in front of a bunch of giggly girls like those clarinetists
  31. When there's Su Wen, there's Si Ya; When there's Si Ya, there's De Sheng; When there's De Sheng, there's William; When there's William, there's me and Shuan; When there's Shuan, there's Zhu Yan
  32. If you try following Su Wen out shopping you'll have sore feet the next day
  33. There's only Regular or Super Size in Mc Donalds in Taiwan
  34. Jimmy (percussionist) is now an Addidas fan rather than Nike
  35. You can freak people out doing a headstand
  36. People in Taiwan treat you with a little more respect when they find out you're a gymnast
  37. You can't walk and talk side-by-side with someone of the opposite sex for more than 10 seconds without getting suspicious looks from other people
  38. The toilets in Taiwan aren't good at placing mirrors, windows and doors
  39. It's HOT in KL!!!
  40. People actually collect soft drink cans
  41. Braised Pork Rice is a nice substitute for turkey on Christmas Eve
  42. Godiva Chocolate is expensive
  43. People think you're awesome when you can speak 3 languages
  44. It's easy to end up in the next mountain when you're not careful while hiking
  45. Lots of people love dogs in Taiwan
  46. Chocolate coated banana (fruits au chocolate a la fransaise) tastes good
  47. Ming Han (saxophonist) can get scared of certain things
  48. Flattery can make you trip
  49. Don't underestimate our band!
  50. There are many many many more lessons to learn in Taiwan!

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Things That Get To Me After A While

I'm not sure if it has anything to do with the holidays, but I'm beginning to feel strange. I mean, sure it all goes away once I sit down and start playing computer games. But when I have to stop to do other things, I start to wonder whether I've been making good use of the holidays up till now. So far the band's been somewhat frustrating, getting in the way of me and my friends. It's like we can't do enough simply because we're all so busy (especially me). Of course, this doesn't mean I'm going to quit the band or anything next year. The love of music is keeping me there, but the fear of responsibility/commitment is somewhat... I dunno. I'll have to get used to it if I expect to be a good husband/father when I grow up. I mean, come on, the final point of the Mission of the Aaronic Priesthood is to help each Young Man become a worthy husband and father. The church does teach me a lot of responsibility. The next problem comes in the band. It keeps on clashing with the church. I've decided a while ago that my priorities go in this order: Church, Family and Friends, Education, Gymnastics, Band, Cartooning

And yet I still keep pushing back a lot of other things just because of Band. I know joining a band requires a lot of commitment, but I don't think I can handle that much. If only I was in the orchestra Sister Doreen in Singapore said she might start for the church... at least I won't have to worry about schedule clashes anymore.

Oh well. The ultimate commitment will be stretched out for the next 10 days. I'll be going to Taiwan with the Band for exchanges with other bands. It sounds like fun but personally, I'd rather be out on another hiking/boating/swimming trip with my friends.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Joseph Smith Bicentennial Celebration at Singapore

Okay, so maybe it was quite a while ago, but it's still worth blogging about.

Let's see... we arrived at Singapore on the 16th of November and I was down with a really really bad runny nose. So bad I had lots of trouble singing during the rehearsal at night. I made quite a bunch of friends, one of which promised to pray for my nose haha.

The next day my nose got a lot better and we got so bored during the afternoon that I decided to go out with Shuan and our cousin Ying Er. Dad gave me and Shuan 60$ each (10$ was supposed to reload our EZ card but we didn't know). We took a bus and an MRT to get to United Square where we went to Toys R Us to buy stuff. I bought a new board game (RISK: Clone Wars Version) and Shuan got a Furbie.

We got back and had to leave almost immediately for the performance that night. Things were mostly ok. My nose was a lot better. Dad couldn't resist taking some pictures.

The Men

The Men standing
After the performance we went to China Town to have some supper with friends. I got to sit with some of the new friends I made.

Left to right: Me, Justin, David, the Chilli boy (Sherman)

They were quite a wild bunch. Especially Sherman. He insisted I should put Chilli in everything I eat. I even heard stories from Justin how crazy he gets over Chilli.
The next day for some reason I fell sick. Really bad. Apparently there was some bug going around because several other members caught it too. Diahrroea, vomit, really bad stomachache, nausea. Basically all the symptoms of food poisoning. It really brought me down the whole day the next day. Luckily I got better at the end of the day so I could sing for 2 consecutive performances. Although I did have a headache where I nearly fainted after holding the last notes in 2 songs.

The last 2 performances were really great. I couldnt' stop crying at the part when Emma Smith sang after Joseph Smith's martyrdom. And the audience was good.

After the final performance I ran around getting email addresses from the various friends I made like Benjamin, Justin, Joshua, David and Casey. All of which are just like the Young Men back here.

Dad took a couple of pictures too

Uncle Yen Wei, Auntie Chai Yan, Ying Er, our family taking a picture with the people who acted as Emma and Joseph Smith

Us KL choir singers with the cast (half of it)

Us KL choir singers with the cast (the other half of it)

Ooh! Aren't I just irresistable with makeup on? Right...

The Peak

Last Monday Joe Wee came over to plan the trip I had arranged on Friday. We took a visit to the pond he took me fishing last time and then later, after cycling to the market to get something, he took me to The Peak at Taman Tar.

It's supposed to be some sort of private property of some company I think. There's this big gate in front which Joe Wee says the guard would open for expats and older people but not him. He brought me to the back road and to the back fence, which we climbed over. It was quite fun, walking throught the jungle. See, there were two lines of fences, the first one could be climbed over but the second had barbed wire, so we had to go through some sort of ancient jungle trek he claimed had been used since 50 years ago.

Anyway, it was quite a beaten down path. At one point we reached a big drain where there used to be a wooden board laid across to walk on. But it wasn't there. I guess somebody took it away to stop people like us from crossing. Yeah right, as if that was gonna stop us. We jumped for what seemed a metre.

We continued on to a point where we had to climb up a steep, muddy slope. There used to be a rope there but somebody took it as well. That didn't stop us either.

We finally got up and walked through a construction site (I heard they're planning to build 80 bungalows there) There was this gate which was left open which we walked through. Passing a few worker's quarters we reached a nice big lake. But that wasn't the end. He wanted to take me up to a pond somewhere up there which had a small little waterfall.

We reached there after he told me varoius stories of his adventures with his other friends (one which used to be our classmate as well). And also how there was this other path we passed that led to another mountain where it was said to have a tiger. One thing he mentioned that he forgot to bring was sulphur, which helps to ward off snakes. Of course, we didn't have any trouble with snakes, but we did have trouble with leeches, which I'll get to later.

When we reached the pond, I took off my shoes to check for leeches. Much to my delight, I had a leech on my left foot. Imagine! My first leech bite in my entire life! Few people know that I am actually interested in bugs, fewer know that I've actually wanted to get bitten by a leech. I mean, I've read so much about leeches all the time and heard so much, but I've never actually known what it's like to be bitten by one, which I was. I plucked it out semi-carefully. It nearly wanted to bite my finger like it what happened to Hao Ran last time but I flicked it away. The interesting thing is that I didn't feel anything at all, thanks to the anaesthetic it produced. All it left was a small, tiny but bleeding wound. And man, when I say bleeding, I mean lots of blood. It nearly looked like a knife wound by the time I discovered another leech on my other foot. Joe Wee told me to grab a furry leaf to wipe wound. Apparently it will adsorb the blood and help a bit with the wound, which I tried. I worked pretty well. All I have left is a scab right now.

I had so much fun that I decided to cancel the fishing trip I planned with -1 and the others and have a hiking trip there instead on Friday. In fact, at gym on Tuesday I told Teck Chee about it that he got so excited he wanted to come along as well, and bring along his friend even.

So on Friday, my gang along with Teck Chee and and his friend met up with school. We took the LRT to get to my place. That's when something interesting happened.

I'm not a very cautious person in case you didn't know. I don't usually look behind me or anything unless I'm walking alone. That turned out to be a problem. -1, Zi Xian and Chern Hui were already ahead and I was with Hao Ran and Shuan. Teck Chee and his friend were further behind. All of a sudden I noticed Hao Ran walking in the opposite direction. To my horror I realized some Indian troublemaker had grabbed Shuan by the arm and Hao Ran was going to stop it in his uh.... typical way.


"You nak buat apa? Huh? Nak buat apa?" He said as he pushed the indian guy away from Shuan

Then all of a sudden another indian guy came and punched Hao Ran somewhere on the chest and head (I think). I decided it was time to intervene, but honestly I had no idea what to do. However, my very first decision was that violence should never be involved. In fact... it's weird how I only fight with friends.... probably because we both know we're not actually going to hurt each other badly. But anyway, I was about to try and stop the fighting when the indian guy came and grabbed my left wrist. I think he was some sort of retard or maybe he himself was nervous doing something like that. He started muttering something incomprehensible in malay. I'll be he failed his malay test miserably in school which is probably why he's out doing something like that in the first place. First he tried to grab my bag which I was holding in my right hand. I didn't let him. It's not that I had anything valuable in it. 2 tupperwares and 2 bottles and lots of tissue aren't very nice to steal, but I had a library book in it and the bag itself was valuable to me (I got in during an exchange with a Taiwan school band). Anyway, I shook my head and hand and told him "tak mau gaduh" (don't want to fight)

He started muttering something incomprehensible again and again and I repeated again and again about 3 times before he said "You tak mau gaduh, you berhenti" (you don't want to fight, you stop). I was wondering what he meant about me stopping but he let me go anyway and I walked off with Shuan and Hao Ran. Hao Ran appeared to be physically harmed but he wasn't hurt, which I wouldn't worry about in the first place since he's tough anyway. The next thing I worried about was Teck Chee and his friend. I didn't know how they'd react in a situation like that. Teck Chee's friend just sprinted towards us but Teck Chee ran in the opposite direction. I called him up on the handphone. He was alright, thankfully, and he later ran past those guys and met up at the LRT station

Now back to the hiking trip. Originally I had planned that we'd all cycle to the place and meet up. Unfortunately some problems arose and we ended up with 2 people not having any bikes. Oh well.

We met up with Joe Wee near the entrance to the Peak. He brought along 4 friends with him. What a group.

We all walked to the fence and were about to climb over when we noticed there were some workers on the other side. We waited until they left and we all climbed over the first fence and took the path to the lake. I was a bit dissappointed to find out Joe Wee was actually smoking. I mean, he's quite a nice person and he's quite good doing things with his hands, for example back in primary school he was the first (and only) person who was able to add electronics to his woodwork during our living skills class. Quite dissappointing, but I couldn't do anything to stop it either, so I just held my breath and strayed to the back of the group.

On the way it was getting a little late and 2 of Joe Wee's friends had to go home. The rest of us moved on, reaching the big drain again. Joe Wee jumped over first and I helped the others to cross. I later jumped across and supported Teck Chee when he jumped across as well. Everyone else climbed into the drain and out.

We continued on until the big lake. Unfortunately it was too dark by the time we got there so we couldn't continue on into the forest to check out the pond. We took a picture and headed back to where we started. That was when the trouble started. It was too dark! Luckily however, Teck Chee and his friend had torchlights on their handphones, which helped quite a bit.

It was pretty fun actually, walking around in the dark, trying to scare the crap out of each other. Most of us enjoyed it pretty much. We finally made it back to the road and checked for leeches. I didn't have any this time but Hao Ran had 3. We later experimented with the leeches. Joe Wee burned some with his cigarette lighter while I checked to see whether saliva actually had any effect on leeches or not. Basically all the sick stuff you usually see guys doing to bugs.

We all went home to have some spaghetti and Mom dropped Teck Chee and his friend off at the LRT station. As for me and the gang, we had quite a bit of fun for the next 22 hours...

Standing row, left to right: Jing Xian, Teck Chee's friend, Teck Chee Sitting row, left to right: Zi Xian, Chern Hui, -1, Me, Joe Wee

(Picture taken courtesy of Hao Ran)

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Falling In Love

I met her on the first day of band camp.... as each day passed I grew more and more attached to her....

She's my Bass Clarinet

Haha! What were you expecting! I had to switch to Bass Clarinet when we go to Taiwan since the person who usually plays the Bass Clarinet can't go. I guess you can't trust my titles anymore hahaha!

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Bits And Pieces Here And There

Another one of those days where I dunno what to blog about.

Last Tuesday was the day. The Day. We finally managed to film The Trade and The Fight III. We did have several problems though

1. Hsien Chun didn't show up

2. Chern Hui was wearing the wrong clothes

In the morning Mom drove me to the LRT station to pick up Zi Xian and Chern Hui. She drove us all the way to -1's house. Hao Ran went to school to take the others.

So there we were lazing around at -1's house for the 3rd time. This time I watched Les Miserables. Before long -1's Mom and Poh Mi woke up. -1's Mom came downstairs and saw me watching. She too sat down to watch. It's one of their favorite musicals.

Soon she decided to take us out for breakfast. Luckily she didn't order round after round like -1's Dad did when he took us out for supper haha. While we were eating she started saying a few thoughts about each of us. How Hao Ran seems the most matured of the 5 of us in the way he acts, how Zi Xian is an excellent cook... how Chern Hui and -1 are quite alike, and how she thinks Poh Mi and I are quite alike.


Poh Mi and I were staring at each other, eyes wide with the "Oh No!" look on our faces. Then she spoke up. "Of course, he's my sister"

And I concurred.

Shortly after when -1's Mom was driving us back to the house -1 started talking about a part of the hills where he could find crystals and a good view of the whole of Gombak. -1's Mom drove us to the track and let the 4 of us (Fu Li Zi and me) go and explore a bit. It was quite fun. We managed to find some crystals.

We went back to the car and back to the house to see Hao Ran and the others waiting for us. We went off to film soon after.

Hao Ran and I discussed a bit on the movie. Trying to solve the problems we faced. In the end we decided to just reshoot the whole TT&TFIII, which we did. We even got sunburned in the end.

One of the highlights of the movie was that I actually did a sideariel for one scene of the show. In fact, I couldn't believe it when I was soaring in the air and had a soft landing. Whee.

Before I forget, I promised to elaborate on something that happened on Saturday.

After school that day I had a band practice. Before that I was taking a stroll with Dong Liang discussing the movie he wanted me to make about the band for our recruition. On the way we bumped into Shir Li who was talking to Ting Yuan, our vice chairman for the band. Dong Liang and I proposed our idea to make a movie about the band to Ting Yuan, who approved. Then I started talking to Shir Li.

She has a little problem with the band. Her dad doesn't allow her to stay for practices for some weird reason. She has quite a bad reputation in that sense, so I decided to help her out. She had to sell these tickets for our upcoming band concert... so I bought one from her.

Then I said out aload I wanted some tickets. And Ting Yuan (and Hui Wen who was also there) said "get them from me!" And I told them "Oh, too late I just bought one from Shir Li here. And she gave a menancing laugh.

What fun.

Anyway, I'm getting this craving for computer games... better go before it gets worse

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Barbie Dolls And Stereotypes

You're probably wondering why the above 2 things are together, so listen to this latest misadventure of mine.

Not latest really

It was last Friday...

I had been having brief conversations with Shir Li at school for the past few weeks. Each starting with me kicking into her group of friends (usually I wait for people I know). Anyway, about a week before that I was talking to Shir Li and Yong Yu for what felt a lot unlike a brief conversation. But back to the point, Shir Li remembered how I had promised her a present for scoring the highest computer score in her entire Year (a dazzling 100). Well, more like she made me promise. I've been trying hard to add 'no' to my vocabulary when talking to girls lately, but with her I guess I could make an exception haha.

So anyway, she made her pick. It was simple at first. I promised her a comic every week, which I managed to sustain for about 3 weeks until UEC struck. After UEC we had another conversation where she wanted something else... "how about 5 meals?"

I don't know how I looked like but after taking one look at me she quickly thought of something else.

"I know. Barbie dolls. I love Barbie dolls."

This may be a little surprising for many of you. But not for me... after all, I'm the weirder one when it comes to obsessions... I mean, what kind of crazy nutcrackers would have an obsession with Bionicles, ties, and inkless pens? Besides me, of course.

Well, that's one thing I thought I could afford. After all, I have about 250 ringgit in my auxilery savings.
Note: For those of you who don't know how my budget works, here it is. It will help you in case you ever want to borrow interest free cash from me... if you're planning to help me stick to my budget haha.

I get 5 ringgit a day

1 ringgit goes to auxilery savings (money saved up to buy bigger things in the future, like Barbie dolls)

50sen goes to Tithing

50sen goes to forced savings (or my Mission Fund, more like)

The remaining 3 ringgit can be spent.

Normally when Poh Mi borrows money she blows my budget completely. That's when I whip out my emergency cash.... or auxilery savings, actually.
Back to the Barbie thingie, Shir Li was quite specific about what she wanted. Some sort of culinary set or the whatnot... no need the actually dolls... just the culinary thingies. Okay, I don't know what I'm talking about. I don't go around buying Barbie dolls like I do with Bionicles alright? In fact my Mom thinks I'm crazy to be able to remember all the freakin Bionicle names like 'Matau'....'Bohrok Kal'...'Ussal'...'Pohatu Nuva'...'Rakshi'... oh you get the point.

I promised her twice I'd get it for her (I bumped into her a week later). Then I went home and checked my calender... my budget. Green Light.

So this is when Stereotypes come in. Last Friday, I got out the most Gothic looking clothes I've ever had. Black, with mystical symbols forming the letter K on both sides (I joked the 'K' stood for Kanasai--my favorite joke-insult meaning eat poo). Add another Gothic looking necklace and I look like a complete gangster. Okay, now I need some friends to keep me company when I go to Parkson Grand at Sungei Wang to hunt for the Barbie Doll Culinary Set.

Hao Ran and Yoon Fatt.

2 hardworking students.


I wanted to see what effect stereotypism would have on people who would see me dressed up like a gangster but holding a huge Barbie Doll set in one arm.

As I predicted (or any idiot's guess really), I had a lot of people staring at me. I put on the most innocent looking face ever. Of course, nobody was stupid enough to ask me what the heck I was doing... the kind lady at the counter kept quiet with a tiny grin while she helped me wrap up the present using my favorite 2-types-of-wrappers-grafted-together style.

This is where the stereotypism problems started.

I got back to school and gave the present to Shir Li. I totally took her by surprise. She couldn't even utter a word (though she SMSed me later that night to say 'thank you'). But when I was at the other end of the canteen I could see the smile on her face already... and also the looks of her friends' faces. Oh man I wish I had a camera then.

At that moment Zi Xian and -1 walked by. Zi Xian asked why the heck was I dressed up as a gangster. Even -1 was there to add insult to injury.

I hated that simple comment! Of all darned things! I mean, I was only wearing a black shirt with half-folded sleeves, a necklace and a LIVESTRONG WRISTBAND FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

Does that make me a gangster?


How do you define a gangster? By his dresscode?

Heck no!

By his actions, fool!

And was I acting like a gangster?

Heck, what gangster would be walking around with one of the smartest guys in class, discussing mathematical problems, buying a Barbie doll set for a girl, running errands for Poh Mi and looking out for great comic strip ideas while out in the city?!?

For crying out loud! I'm supposed to have gotten over this...

I mean come on, can't I have fun at least once and dress "funny" for once? Hello! It was Halloween! Gangsters aren't always people whose clothing is dark themed!

I hate stereotypes.

And so does Bill Watterson, my idol cartoonist.

At least I can have comfort in that... or that smile that lit up on Shir Li's face... which just happened today heh heh... oop-bedtime. Looks like you'll have to wait for the next post to find out what in the world did I do this time.

Oh don't worry, I'm not being obsessed with girls again. I'm just trying to find something to think about other than that Star Wars Battlefront II game that I so badly want. If you know me, you'll know what kind of trouble I have choosing between girls and computer games. Maybe I should go to the British Council and bring back another basket of novels (my highest record of novels per borrow is still about 5).

Or maybe the ultimate choice

Make Simba turn around over and over again. I pointless trick I taught him a year ago. Sounds like fun.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

The End...Of What?

With the UEC exam finally over, it's hard to wonder what I'm supposed to do next. I mean, after 3 years of schooling, you take this test and it's all over? What now?!? I've already gotten an assured spot it the Science Stream next year, so I'm kind of wondering what I'm gonna do now

Anyway, on the last day of UEC, which was Tuesday, we took the Math exam. It was kind of a disaster (for most people, that is). The Objective paper was as hard as things could get, going as far as having questions requiring a knowledge we had not yet gained. The Subjective paper was even worse. All these years the UEC Math subjective papers have been following a scrict code, like the first question being a calculatory type, a couple of algebra and some geometry. This time it was completely unexpected. Not a single bit of algebra at all! There were about nine questions, 2 of them were the chart thingies (uh... known as "Tong3 Ji4 Xue2" in mandarin) and one "Ji2 He2" (something government schools here learn only in Form 4 onwards) and the rest was all Geometry! A total nightmare... but not for me heheh. I'm better at geometry than algebra. And our teacher got the answers for the objective paper after the exam and I scored 33 out of 40! I think I feel an A coming...

After the exam we went to play a little badminton. At first it was just us students: Me and my gang, Yoon Fatt, Chek Ying, Jia Cheng, Jia Jun, Xiong Jian, some prefect from another class, and Ee-laine. Later our teacher (2816-turned-5423) showed up with another teacher. We played and played and played until our booking time was up. Actually.... I wasn't playing that much badminton. I'm no proper badminton player, really. I like to use 2 rackets at once (being amphidextrous when it comes to badminton is lots of fun) and the moment somebody said "tournament" I gave my rackets to somebody else. So I spent most of my time walking around... doing nothing... although at one point I got so bored I showed Ee-laine what a press up handstand is like and also tried practicing the breakdancing-like gymnasitcs move on the floor, otherwise known as "flare" to us gymnasts. Jia Jun wanted to learn it. In truth... I didn't exactly know how to do it either. Only after Teck Chee taught me later during the week did I know.

After playing we sat around to chat a bit. Apparently the guy teacher 2816 brought along teaches math as well and has a very close chance of teaching those of us who end up in the Science Stream next year... meaning I might get him. And -1 too. Which might be more of a nightmare for the teacher haha. Which reminded me of after the test when -1 told that teacher he cracked the code for the objective questions. Apparently the answers had a special pattern to it haha. The teacher nearly fainted. -1 scored 38 out of 40.

We finished chatting and my gang and I took the LRT to the Ampang station where Mom was supposed to take us to another LRT station so that we could get to -1's house. However, there was one problem. -1's sister (Poh Mi) was sick at home without anyone to look after her. -1's Mom called his handphone and told him to get home as soon as possible, so Mom drove us straight to -1's home in Gombak... and -1's Mom was already home.

We unpacked our things and started lazing around a bit. Some read -1's endless archive of books, some (like me) had fun at the piano (-1 and I tried to play a duet. Tried) Others decided to fry their brains with a 3D puzzle. In fact, Chern Hui was the first to solve one that -1 had been stuck with for years.

So that's what we did. Hao Ran and I intended to go out and scout for good filming locations. It rained. We were stuck in the house. At least, until -1's Mom came back and took us out for dinner. The food was delicious.

After a delicious dinner (with Tofu! yay!) -1's Mom decided to take Poh Mi to see a doctor, but she brought us home first to have a bath each. We stank, she said. I'm not surprised. I was the first to take a bath since I wanted to practice -1's duet.

We lazed around just like we did in the afternoon until Poh Mi and her Mom came back. She got to hang out a bit with us until -1's Mom told her to go to bed. That's when Chern Hui finally got some sleep haha.

It wasn't long before -1's Dad came home. Apparently -1's Mom asked him to take us out for some supper, which he did. Chern Hui was still sleeping, however, and we thought it wouldn't be nice to leave him there like we usually do at Hao Ran's and my house (he sleeps while we have fun). -1's Dad tried to wake him up. It failed at first... but Chern Hui gave the game away. He let us know he wasn't really asleep, so we all got into the car and went to a nearby 24hour Indian Mamak stall.

We couldn't stop laughing when we were there.

When we first got there Chern Hui (the common bigmouth of our gang) commented that Indian "sup kambing" is quite popular at Indian Mamaks... so -1's Dad ordered one immediately. Chern Hui's eyes were bulging out. We all had a good laugh. Little did we know that would be happening countless times that night.

First off we ordered our drinks. -1's Dad ordered a Teh Tarik, Hao Ran, Zi Xian and -1 ordered a Teh O and I ordered Iced Milo. Then we ordered some food. I decided to have 3 pieces of Roti Canai, -1 Roti Tisu, and Zi Xian and Hao Ran some Roti Canai as well. After a while -1's Dad got hungry and called our busy waiter again to order some kuey teow. Chern Hui said it looks nice so -1's Dad ordered another plate. Chern Hui's eyes went big again. After a while he finished his Sup Kambing... and then -1's Dad ordered a refill! What a laugh. A refill for soup?!? We all couldn't stop laughing. Chern Hui, however, was dazed... that meant he had to undergo another bowl of ultra-spicy soup! So I suggested he drank some Milo.... and I wanted some too. In the end -1's Dad ordered Iced Milo for almost all of us... and then Chern Hui said the kuey teow didn't have much taste... so -1's Dad ordered another one! What a laugh. We finally stopped, stomachs aching from all the laughing. Chern Hui had to go to the bathroom...

By the end of our supper I had 3 glasses of Milo... Zi Xian made a list at our whatever blog. Maybe you should go see it. It will surprise you.

-1's Dad brought us back home and we decided to go out for a stroll, just to get a basic idea where -1 (after scouting around a bit) decided we should film. We saw the place and we went back home. Some of us trying to scare the heck out of each other with ghost stories.

When we got home I decided to take out the Age of Mythology board game. The last time we played it (which was at my house) we didn't sleep. The same thing happened this time, except that -1 was with us. He played as a team with Chern Hui, so we could squeeze 5 players into a 4-player game.

After we finished the 3 hour long game at about 4:30am, we started cleaning up and Chern Hui started playing with his pants... Zi Xian had teased him how those silly shorts of his looks like those kiddy pants my brothers wear. So there was Chern Hui, pretending to moon himself (mooning=taking off pants). Hao Ran couldn't resist it. He rushed from the computer to Chern Hui and tried to moon him. Immediately Zi Xian rushed to the scene to help..... Hao Ran, that is. Poor Chern Hui. I caught it all on tape hahaha! Only -1 sat aside and watched us. What a laugh.

We finally calmed down and went to -1's room to try to get some sleep. Hao Ran went to the bathroom and the rest of us went into -1's room. Chern Hui and -1 were on his bed and Zi Xian and I lay down on the matresses -1's Mom was kind enough to put out on the floor. Then it happened. The moment I took out the camera, Zi Xian grabbed Chern Hui's shorts for the second time of the day. This time -1 joined in. For some reason I didn't film it. Neither did I help out. I just sat back and laughed. Poh Mi told me the next day she could make out every single one of her voices that night (her room is right next to -1's).

By the time we fell asleep it was about 5:30am. And we woke up at around 7am the same day. That is, all except Chern Hui of course. -1 and Zi Xian went back to school to pick up our actors for The Fight and The Trade III: Hsien Chun, Lance, Waylon, Ming Hao, and Yoon Fatt, who was there just to film us for The Making instead of acting. That's when Hao Ran and I went out to scout around. We came back later to find Poh Mi awake (obviously feeling a lot better since she started bugging us). She got hold of the camera I borrowed from Fang Soe and started filming me when I was trying to enjoy some red bean soup her Mom bought for me and Hao Ran.

We finished our breakfast and I took a nap next to Chern Hui...who was still sleeping.

By the time I woke up, everyone else had arrived. Hao Ran briefed them on the plot of the movie in -1's room. It wasn't long before we decided it was time to head out so -1's Mom took us out for some lunch before we went filming.

The filming itself was kind of a rush. Zi Xian and -1 had to rush back to school at one point for a prefect marching practice. We tried to finish filming by then. We tried.

They left but we continued filming anyway. We filmed all the scenes without -1 and Zi Xian...which turned out to be very few. We headed back home to laze around. I started messing about with Lance's BB guns. I practiced shooting the eyes of Poh Mi's gigantic Garfield face pillow. Ming Hao and Waylon were some of the few friends who joined me.

I was walking past the dining table in the kitchen when something caught my eye: Poh Mi's homework. I couldn't resist. Immediately I searched for her Math homework and checked what mistakes she made. Not too bad... the teacher's a bit fussy, that's all. But anyway, I left a 2 page note wedged between her exercise book telling her what mistake she made in her binary calculations and also about solving square roots. I can just imagine the look on her face when she saw that. Talk about irony... she's the one usually bugging everybody else.

It wasn't long before Zi Xian and -1 came back... the problem was that it was raining, so we still couldn't film. I decided to take out the board game again and we gathered around to have some fun. Then the rain stopped and we decided we would have to quickly finish the movie before it gets dark.

It didn't get dark.

It rained.

With a big sigh of dissappointment, we all left the park and returned to -1's house. Then came the next problem: transportation. Mine. I couldn't contact Mom so I told -1's Mom about the problem I was facing. She said I could stay with them until she came back from her appointment, then she could take me home.

The only thing she didn't tell me was that she'd be taking -1, Poh Mi and I to their grandma's house for dinner. So there I was, mingling with -1's extended family. 2 of his aunts were there. It was kind of funny. His aunts spoke Cantonese mixed with English. Proper english, even. Imagine the trouble I had communicating with them at first. One of them asked "Lei kui meh meng" (What's your name). Luckily I understood that sentence... my cantonese vocabulary is very limited. "Han,. My name is Han." I said in English

That's when she started using English.

"Oh, is that your surname?"

"No, that's my first name. People just call me by my first name... in English, I mean."

"Oh, then what's your full name?"

"Chong Woon Han"

"Ah yes.... Zhang Wen Han"

I nearly wanted to write down my 'Han' in chinese to show her that it's not the Han most people think it is, but I controlled myself.

Poh Mi shot me a glare from the other end of the room.

"Oh, so now Han's having a great time here speaking in English" she said in mandarin... what a confusing household.

I was later invited to join them at the dinner table. Mmm... brown rice. Something I haven't had in a long time. I was about to get myself some soup when the aunt who talked to me earlier told me to sit down and wait for Poh Mi to serve me.

"But wouldn't it be manners for me to get the soup myself?"

"No, no, you are my guest. Now have a seat"

Poh Mi was fuming.

I was eating and talking to -1's aunt when his Grandma came in. She still didn't know I'm no cantonese speaker. She muttered something to me in cantonese and I shrugged. I nearly wanted to say "Ngo m sek gong dong wah" (I don't understand cantonese) but that would be silly saying it in cantonese... but I didn't have to do anything. -1's aunt told her. Then she started using mandarin. She asked me where I live.

"Ukay Heights"

It was her turn to shrug. She doesn't know any english, she said. Immediately -1's aunt came in again. She would make a good mediator... "Ampang" she said

"KL" I added.

"And you don't speak cantonese?"

"No, I don't"

-1's Grandma looked shocked. She turned to her daughter.

"He's not really from KL is he?"

I held back a laugh and rolled my eyes instead.

Then came the next nightmare. The food was good. Seriously. The problem was that every time I said the food is good, I ended up with more food on my plate. My stomach was already bursting when -1's grandma asked me how the food was.

"It's delicious!"

"Good! Have more!"

I finally had the courage to tell her I was full.

I went back to the living room and the other aunt offered me ice cream... you probably know I took the offer.

So there I sat in front of the TV. Watching programs I completely did not understand at all. Finally -1's Dad came to take me home. He brought me back to their home first to pick up my things. What a laugh I must've been. I could barely carry all my things.

"So much for one movie" I told -1's Dad.

He chuckled and said "Don't worry, it's the process of making movies that's important"

When I finally got in he told me to strap up and sleep and that he'll wake me up when we got near the place I live.

It wasn't easy to sleep. The moment he got on the highway, I was beginning to wonder how his car is still standing. Like -1's Dad told us the night before: And officer caught him for speeding and said "I believe sir, that you are driving too fast"

"Oh? Actually, I'm just flying too low"

I think he's right.

I got home in one piece thankfully. Now I think I owe -1's family a big favor...

I'm 3D!

You must be wondering what's there to celebrate about scoring 3 D's

Sunday, October 23, 2005

15 Ways To Celebrate My 15th Birthday

Let's see, I celebrated my birthday this week by...

1. Missing church on Sunday due to the UEC Art Exam

2. Not paying any attention during all classes on Monday eventhough it was the last school day before the real UEC exams hit us

3. Missing gymnastic lessons on Tuesday (no transport)

4. Having a comic marathon on my birthday (9 strips in total)

5. Having Mandarin and Science UEC exams the day after my birthday

6. Doing a roundoff flic-flac flic-flac on Thursday by myself for the first time

7. Missing Seminary on Friday (no transport)

8. Releasing my first School Blues album on Friday (complete with my first colored painting of School Blues for the cover!)

9. Watching TV all night on Friday

10. Having Geography and Malay UEC exams on Saturday

11. Chopping onions to make spaghetti with the Young Men on Saturday

12. Arm wrestling with Johann and King Wai on Saturday

13. Playing computer games until midnight on Saturday

14. Skipping breakfast today

15. Not having to play the piano at church today

What a lovely birthday... now I have 2 more days of UEC exams to go. And on Wednesday... we're finally going to film The Trade and The Fight III!

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Many Merry Misadventures

PMR is over!!! And I just came back from my UEC Art exam...

Hao Ran and Chocolate right before our last PMR exam

Anyway, on the last day of PMR (Tuesday) -1, Zi Xian, Chern Hui, Waylon, Me and Hao Ran (duh) went to Hao Ran's house.

We took a bus as usual and we slowly made our way to his house. I bought Slurpee again and everyone had a go. I must've wiped the straw at least 6 times haha.

However, before we got to the bus stop we had a little fun in the playground near our school...

Zi Xian, Chern Hui and -1 on the swings

The lonely one-armed soldier sitting on the steps to the slide

Zi Xian, Chern Hui and -1 desperately trying to break the see-saw. So much for the ties and prefect badges they're wearing...

Gentlemen, we have some visitors

"Okay, let's try and break it again!"
They finally got tired and we moved on...

"Fu Li Zi" or in English... Poh Lee Zi... yucks, that sounds weird
So we reached Hao Ran's house all sweaty and stuff. Naturally, being guys, we were half naked in no time.

Zi Xian: The only one of us who had a shirt on. His only sign of immodesty was taking off his prefect tie haha
We went to the computer first to fool around a bit with Hao Ran's computer games and some of the recent movies we made. When -1, Zi Xian and Chern Hui (I think I'll refer to them as Fu Li Zi next time) were done talking, we set off to our old bunker. It was only a wall last time and Hao Ran returned with Lance, Waylon and Ming Hao last time and they kind of upgraded it (with 3 more walls). This time we were going there to film again...

Us walking to our fort near the old construction site. Notice we have Waylon as an extra.
This is where the fun starts. Hao Ran said he found a new path to the bunker. Last time we had to climb the hill. Little did we know that this time we'd be climbing a lot more that we should have...

We took a different road altogether (the opposite side of the hill) and Hao Ran found those drains that have the steps in them. We climbed up several metres. What a joy it was. I used to want to climb in a drain like that ever since I saw one when I was a kid. It was harder then I thought it was, but it was definitely fun. In fact I was having so much fun I forgot to take a picture of it...

We kept on continuing...

Climbing through the dense vegetation was only one of our problems...

... Hao Ran found out he had taken us down the wrong path!

This is where the real fun begins.

Hao Ran decided to try a new path. Walking straight into sharp leaves and bogs we never knew were there. Hao Ran took point and I was right behind him. Zi Xian was behind me and I don't know the rest. We walked through quite a lot of plants. Most of us ending up with bleeding legs and muddy shoes. Zi Xian however, being the sneaky fellow he is, made sure he didn't step onto places where Hao Ran and I stepped into and got our feet muddy. He and -1 were the only ones with clean shoes the next day... but then again, they've been scouts since they were kids.

We came to a hill and it took a while before Hao Ran managed to climb up holding onto the plants all around us. I was next and the rest of us advanced upwards slowly, each stopping after each step to make sure the person behind was still there...

We finally made it up, but not to the very top of the entire hill!

To think we were at the patch of sand on the right side of the photo minutes ago
Hao Ran had a look around and realized we weren't there yet. But I still took a picture of our surroundings anyway

The plants getting in our way the whole time. Notice the building on the left. The last time we came it was still under construction

We were going in the wrong direction, so we had to cross a ledge, which isn't really visible from here
We got to the other side and guess what we met? A cliff. Brilliant. Worse still, it was the type of dry soild and rocks... and it began to rain! No choice. It was either risk a landslide and climb the darn thing or stay there and get wet with nowhere to go. But then again, either way we were going to get wet so we decided to pump up on adrenalin. You know what I mean

Hao Ran and Zi Xian climbing the cliff. I was third
The climb was pretty dangerous and difficult... for Hao Ran and Waylon I mean... Hao Ran (who was still leading the way) was wearing slippers! Of all things to wear while climbing a cliff. Zi Xian was second, so I held on with one hand and supported his legs with my other hand so that he, in turn, could support Hao Ran a little more easily. I can't remember who was below me, but Hao Ran told each of us to spare a hand and push the person above's leg to support him. It worked well. I didn't have much difficulty getting up. After all, I climb up to the roof at home every now and then. It was Waylon who had real trouble....

Waylon having trouble climbing up

This is somewhat the climax of our entire trip. Hao Ran quickly sat on the edge and put his legs out. I put the camera back into my handy bag and held Hao Ran's waist so Waylon could pull himself up using Hao Ran's legs... he couldn't reach. Chern Hui quickly rushed to the left and squatted down to reach out for him, with -1 at the back making sure he doesn't fall off... he still couldn't reach. Zi Xian, our hero, just took a few cautious steps down and grabbed Waylon. It was cooooool....

It must've been a while before any of us knew what we had just done haha

You must really be wondering how crazy we are
Luckily, this time we had finally made it...

Ah... what a breathtaking view of... the rubbish piles...
We were about to get started filming when the rain began to pour. Just great. We decided it was time to built a shelter for our little bunker.

Everyone else rushed off to look for something except me. I was at the bunker shielding Hao Ran's camera and Waylon's tripod stand from the rain. The others came back with some carpet the workers dumped. I found a place to put the camera away from the rain and went to help set up the roof

The next thing we had to do was find some sort of support for the roof, which was quite easy to find thanks to the enormous pile of semi-burnt wood the workers left behind as well.

We got to work in no time

The early stages of our roof

-1 and Chern Hui grabbing bricks to help strengthen the sticks for roof.

I was supposed to be the one doing that job but Hao Ran told me to be the photographer since he was too busy leading us instead (he's an excellent photographer in case you didn't know)

It took all of us just to get the carpet into this state.. which is still not enough

So we decided we'd have to put something in the middle of the bunker to support our roof... which Hao Ran managed to find

Hao Ran with the log and the branch we used as the central pillar for our roof
Chern Hui had the honor of getting dirty trying to place the thing under the unbelievably heavy carpet.

Now our roof is beginning to take shape

One of these days somebody is bound to mistake this for a real bunker haha

Another view of our shelter

This pillar on the right is bound to topple over in the next storm

Impressive eh?

All of us huddled together under our shelter to avoid the rain... after the rain stopped

Sigh... even worse, by the time we were done we were too exhausted to film anything so we dropped the idea. But not after Fu Li Zi wanted a photo session!

Great! Another one of Hao Ran's photo sessions

These 3 guys are just hilarious when they're together
All of a sudden Chern Hui found out his old wound on his left knee was bleeding after excessive rubbing against his pants during all the climbing. Luckily his pants could be "dismantled", so we took off half of the pant leg... and guess where that part went? His right arm thanks to -1 and Zi Xian's crazy ideas

Well? You think Chern Hui would make a good model?

How about a sillier stance?
We finally had enough fun and decided it was time to head back to Hao Ran's house. This time we were smart.. we used a proper road to go down the hill, which was only a few metres away from the bunker...

It was kind of silly the way Fu Li Zi ran down the road screaming at the top of their lungs, swinging their skinny arms in the air. I couldn't resist filming them.

We made it to the bottom before long, and I found an old friend...

The drain where Hao Ran pretended to be dead in when we came here filming last time
We walked back to Hao Ran's house and took the last picture of the day...

-1, Zi Xian and Chern Hui lying down on the road. They nearly wanted to do it on the almost empty highway but it was too risky.
So there you have it, another great misadventure to look back upon and laugh. What good times we have...

Speaking of good times... I'm sure you've noticed the blue shirts Zi Xian and Waylon were wearing were the class T-shirts I designed... hahaha

Anyway, Mom's losing her temper again thanks to that stupid Ernie throwing tantrums the whole day. I think I better stop... I'm taking Chinese and Science for UEC the day after my birthday this week (Wednesday)! Of all stupid things! Aaaargh... oh well. I guess I'll have to wait until next year to have another birthday party

Sunday, October 09, 2005

How I Wish I Had A Title

Something wrong is going on. I just don't have stuff to say like I used to anymore. Something about me is changing, and I don't like it at all.

So maybe I'll just think of everything that happened this week.

Okay... Monday was the official start of PMR. So far things have gone quite smoothly, and I'm left with 3 more subjects spread out throughout the next 2 days. Okay I'm done.

Uh... oh yes, on Wednesday I was planning to finally frame that 3 page birthday comic I drew for Vivian. Guess what. I woke up early, went to seminary, came and watched TV, then watched a movie, went to the bathroom, had lunch, was about to play a game with Ray, and then he had to take a nap. I felt a little tired as well, so I took a nap too... I woke up at 7pm. I ate dinner and then I remembered about the comic. Oh well, guessed I wouldn't be sleeping early that night. So I got to work, cutting the comics' edges and sticking them to mounting board using masking tape (I have a lot to improve on that), after punching 2 holes and attaching 2 rings, I had a mounting-board-book. Nice. The next problem was how I was going to wrap something like that. Easy. I had a padded envelope (like the one I mailed to Mariel last time). Dismantle the book, put it in the envelope with assembly instructions and wa~lah. I would've kept it myself had I forgotten it was for somebody else's birthday. Then I remembered about the M&Ms I bought for her. At least it was still in the fridge this time, thanks to the viciousness in which I defended them, making sure it didn't end up like last time. So I took them out and then I went and got that little monkeydoll that you can put your handphone in. Shuan wasn't very happy about it. He wanted that for the family. I told him we already have enough monkeys in the house. Bad joke for a brother born in the year of the monkey...

Then the next problem arose. How was I supposed to wrap them up. Let's see... I ran into my room and found an empty box (meant for multipurpose solution). I stuffed the monkey with the chocolates in that box.

Okay, now... present wrappers. I ran to the drawer and took out 2 sheets. I put the envelope and the box together and triep to wrap them up... no good. I had to wrap 2 seperate presents. So I wrapped the envelope first... and ran out of wrappers. I ran back to the drawer and behold! There was still a good looking wrapper. Better yet, it had monkeys all over it.

It wasn't long before I had 2 nicely wrapped presents.. time to decorate them. I cut out some ribbon and taped it to the box present, and then taped a small card with my comic characters all over it. "To: Vivian (Blitz, Sam, Han and Korie all wearing party hats) From: Han". Oh great. Now one present looks better than the other. Naturally I wouldn't have any of it, so I went and cut out a big "15" to stick onto the envelope present. There! I was finally satisfied with them... so satisfied I didn't take a picture of them... ah well, the masterpiece was the comic anyway, which I obviously remembered to scan.

The next day I went to seminary with the presents. Brother Tamil had agreed to help me pass them to Vivian since their branches are sharing the same building in PJ. Apparently we had 2 visitors that day, Brother KC who teaches seminary at PJ (he was a guest teacher that Thursday) and Brother Patrick (I think). Brother Patrick saw the presents and said

"Special day for you eh?"

"Actually, these are for somebody else"

"Yeah, these are for someone in my branch. A nice girl, good example for these Young Men"

I was wondering what Brother Tamil meant by "good example", but I didn't ask.

So today he passed it to her and I received her SMS saying thank you at least 3 times. That's quite a record. Nobody ever thanked me 3 times for a comic haha. Even Zi Xian (whose birthday was on the 30th of September) called me crazy when I handed him his comic... but then again, I drew that comic last year and forgot to give it to him, so I gave it to him this year. We had a good laugh over it alright.

At gym on Thursday, Shuan, Teck Chee and I decided to try something out for fun

Top to bottom: Teck Chee, Shuan, Me

Shuan was supposed to raise his legs as well but he said my back was too sweaty and that he'd slip off if he did. Har har.

Oh cool. I just realized I did have a lot to say after all. All thanks to a birthday present, even. Anyway, in closing here's a picture of Simba. Must've taken me at least 50 shots to get a good one like this

Have you ever seen anything so adorable? That bites?

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Look what I brought back from school the other day!

Sunday, September 25, 2005

UEC Trial Exam Results

Hold on to your seats! Here come the results!

English 94 (still hoping it'll be enough to be the highest in the entire form)

Mandarin 43 (my teacher especially liked the unique opening of my essay, which scored a nice 20.5 out of 30... although I scored 17 out of 60 on the 2nd paper)

Malay 61 (it's been a while since I passed)

Math 76 (teacher said I could do better)

Biology 48 (it was hard, Zi Xian who usually scores 90+ got a 70+)

Chemistry 76! (I have to thank Zi Xian and Hao Ran for teaching me, and the teacher who wrote the exam who gave us chemical formulas for the subjective questions, where I scored 28 out of 30)

Physics 91! (I nearly tripped on my school bag when I went up to get the paper)

History 27... (that's what you get for not knowing anything other than WWII history)

Geography (so far I have nearly 21 on the objective questions)

Computer 91 (careless mistakes prevented me from getting 100 again)

Art 32/40 (it was a written test... and that's 80% by the way)

Imagine my joy when I received my Physics results. I was the 5th highest in class! Imagine my surprise when I received my Chemistry results. First time I passed I got a 76! Of course, my biology failed me, although results like these will still guarantee a spot in the Science Stream next year. Another interesting thing is that I reached the limit for my Art Total Average: 98. I'm kind of lucky as well. One other teacher gives 95 as the limit (they say nobody's art is perfect, so nobody gets 100).

Speaking of exams, I retook the PE exam the other day. I didn't have to retake the running one since I always score the maximum amount in that, although this time I came in the 2nd fastest in class (I'm getting rusty). What I did have to retake was basketball test. I'm sure by now most people know I suck at almost every ball game... which is quite natural since cartwheels and roundoffs and sideariels have nothing to do with basketball or volleyball etc. Although there was this one time I was doing one arm cartwheels while playing badminton with -1, Hao Ran and Chek Ying.

Anyway, so in the basketball test there would be 3 guys spread across the court. The person being tested would start from one net and pass the ball back and forth between the 3 guys (without dribbling) and finally when he reaches the other net, he shoots. For guys to score the maximum points, we'd have to do it within 10 seconds. The first time I tried was horrible. Not only did Yow Kit miss the ball when I passed it to him, he blamed it on me saying it was my own fault. Oh well, better not argue with him unless you want to end up in the hospital... or the garbage bin like Hsien Chun ended up in when their "playfight" got a little rough. Another problem about me is that I was running too fast. Those idiots who were supposed pass the ball back at me didn't think I'd be "over there" a lot faster than the others, meaning I was too far away for them to pass the ball to me safely even before they knew where I was. Next is my horrible shooting. Ask all the Young Men in the Branch who played basketball with me. I'm sure at least one of them would have something to say about my shooting.

So anyway, the little problems above got me a zero on my first try. I had at least 10 shots at the net until I ran out of the minimum time. I got to retake it last Thursday, where I was a little luckier since I only had to shoot the ball about 2-3 times before getting it in. All in good time too: 8 seconds. The next thing I have to worry about is this uh.. group exercise... I don't know what it's called in english but we do it in the morning once a week. Each day a different Form will gather downstairs in the assembly area and the music will come on and everybody starts doing the uh... ritual. Very basic things which nobody bothers about... except me. There was even one time the Head of the Sports Department in school complimented me in front of the whole Form. I was later asked to stand up front to give a demonstration for 2 consecutive weeks. Needless to say, I think I should be able to do fine on that exam.

Anyway, it's a week more till PMR, and after that it'll be about 2 weeks more till UEC, and after that... I don't think we can call it "school" anymore

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Once Again Zi Xian Has Thrown Me Off My Chair

Zi Xian did a hilarious narration on a little event which happened during a geography class at our whatever blog. Those of you who read mandarin and have not read it yet, go there now. It's not like you catch Zi Xian coming up with something as funny as that every day. I did think of translating it for the sake of having something to read over here, but I found it involved too many puns, so too bad...

Sunday, September 18, 2005


It's Mid-autumn Festival today (aka Mooncake festival thanks to commersialism) and I spent the last few hours at the dining table, eating my heart out while talking with Mom and Dad. After having chicken rice for dinner, we had pomelo and then baked chestnuts and mooncakes and finally rootbeer floats to top off. A funny mixture, but after that I even went and got out the honey dew. I have a bad feeling I'm going to have to do extra conditioning tomorrow....

Anyway, amid our delightful conversation I had asked about Dad's childhood memories... which he didn't really talk about that much. Mom, on the other hand, had more to say. Just last Friday Shuan and I sat at the table with Mom eating Kuih and listening to Mom's childhood stories. How she used to go to school and all that. Today I asked her about Grandpa and Grandma's childhood.

It kind of got me wondering what type of memories would I have of my childhood when I grow up. I think of keeping this blog forever as my journal but, after, say, 20 years, will Blogger still be running? I think I need to store all my posts somewhere offline....

Anyway, back to the point, from where I am right now, when I think of my childhood memories, I don't really remember that much with any fondness. Like how I've forgotten how much I loved to line up my little toy cars like a typical Kuala Lumpur traffic jam. I only found out I used to lovedto do that after Dad played some of the old family videos and told me about it. Mom told me how engrossed I was with it, getting all mad when some cars would stand up and she'd have to help me out. I look back and laugh at all of this right now. In a few years time I'll be laughing at what I'm doing right now.

What I remember most is my bicycle. I used to have so much fun cycling with an Indian neighbour back in the old house at Ampang Jaya. In fact, one of our favorite family outings were on bicycles. Those days are long gone. Nowadays cycling is just a faster (but still fun) way to get to the grocery store to buy stuff Mom needs. Every now and then I cycle with my old fried Joe Wee from Primary School, who was like the neighbour I never knew back in Ampang Jaya. He's shown me all the stuff I've never done before like fishing, and I've shown him stuff he's never done before like climbing in and out of a 2-metre deep drain to help him fish.

Every now and then scenes from my life as a little monster would flash back, like how I was half-drowned by one of Jiejie's friends and hated him for that until I grew out of it. Me riding on my little bike with trainer wheels, making lots of noise but unable to keep up with my sisters. Me chasing after our dog that bit me and gave me nightmares.

Another fond childhood memory is of Auntie Diana from Ipoh. Although not an actual relative, she's always been around to take care of every single kid in my family for 2 months after birth. Even now she'll send us birthday letters.

Now I think about more recent memories. Every now and then I'd run through a few old blogs, thinking how silly they seemed, how I think they're always revolving around a girl of some sort... come to think of it, I think that hasn't really changed hahaha. Sometimes I wonder, has blogging helped me grow in psychological or spiritual terms? I don't really know.

Back to recent memories and experiences, I think some of the things that has affected me a lot is Marielle. Okay, so she's not a 'thing'. What I mean is that she kind of opened up my eyes in a way, she made me realize how some people can think of me. She kind of unlocked the self-esteem I never knew I had... although now I think it's turning into arrogance. Oops.

Other things I hope to look back at and say "that was what made me" include the opening of the "whatever blog", which is still running thanks to the constant input by -1 and the others (especially Hao Ran). What started off as a blog to copy each other's homework (okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit) has now turned into a place of fond memories of our last year in Junior Secondary school.

For now I guess it's best I don't bother about all these things and get own being whatever I bother to be right now and leave my future self to decide whether my current actions will make good memories, like how I promised Shir Li 5 comics for getting 100% in the computer test.... I still have 4 more to go. I guess this will make one of the many sillier memories.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Alive! With 2 More Exams To Go...

I couldn't have said any better.

Just when we thought we're gonna party, we remembered there's the actual PMR and UEC exams. Oh well....

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Not Studying?

It's funny. Everbody else is frying their brains out preparing for our UEC trial exams which is this week. Worse still, tomorrow is the dreaded History exam... and as everbody knows in our school, history exam=memorizing page after page of chinese words which don't make any sense to me.... or actually, that's the way it seems to me. Even worse, while everbody else studied yesterday, I was online having a chat with Shir Li. You can tell by that how seriously I'm taking this exam... probably not at all.

Well, at least I'm studying for Science. It's been quite morale-boosting after taking a lot of miniature class tests. I scored 90% on a math test, 75% for a chemistry test and a lot of 70% plus' for my biology tests. I've taken some Science papers from the previous years. Everybody agrees biology is the easiest... but for Physics and Chemistry, those are going to be nightmares. Oh well. At least I'm not frying my brains out like everybody else. I've been like that since Form 1. I never seem to study and my results are quite good... in fact, on our previous exam I got the 20th place in class! What a joy. There are an average of 50-55 students in each class, and our teacher just got the results. She said she'd only announce the first 20 places, which are considered the smart ones to her. Zi Xian got 1st... as usual. Hao Ran came in 3rd and Chern Hui maintained his permanent position... 4th. -1 must've been very happy since he came in 5th. He fought his way from the 17th slowly since the beginning of this year. I guess I might be able to fight my way from the 20th to the 15th if I try hard enough.

Anyway, the teacher was announcing our places and when she reached 20, she kind of paused and looked up at me and smiled. Then she said my name. Yipee!

Anyway, today's September 11th. I propose we bow our heads in silence for a bit...


It also happens to be Poh Mi's birthday... better bow your head down and mourn some more haha.

Anyway, wish me luck. I'm planning to get a little more than 30% on my history exam tomorrow...

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Joy To My World

Guess who won first in the school comic drawing competition this year?

This comic

The Chocolate Juice Misadventure

At last! Instead of playing "Souvenirs D'enfrance" and "Love Story" on the piano for the 100th time, I have gotten myself into another misadventure, and finally, one without Poh Mi in it heh heh.

So here's a little background info.

Dad just came back America. One of the reasons he went was to check up Sujie who just transferred to BYU Provo (she was studying at BYU Hawaii before). Another was to handle some business clients.

And apparantly, one of his clients was trying to sell this uh... diabeticalsocandrink-antioxidant drink. In other words, healthy chocolate juice.

"Xocai - 'Drink of the Gods' "

So anyway, being a chocolate lover like the rest of the family, I decided to give it a shot.

Sure looks promising...

I mean, see how it looks like up close

Before consuming anything, always check the ingredients...

Sure looks okay... if I knew what all these alien writings mean

Oh well, here we go!

Mmmm... that tasted goo--I mean--AAARRRCCKK

I assume this is how they're gonna advertise the drink
Okay, so maybe I'm being mean to Dad and his client like this. But seriously, how are you supposed to sell a product to the whole Malaysia when the first person tried it thinks it's a little err... off.

Oh never mind. The same thing happened when Dad introduced Tahitian Noni Juice (by Morinda) to Malaysia. A few of the family didn't really like it (although I was going waaaay over the recommended dosage heh heh). In the end it sold so fast it was in the papers before long. I guess Dad should be able to make it sell. After all, health supplements are all the rage right now I think. Besides, Dad's got lots of great ideas. And I say that without sarcasm.... one example: "Fight piracy with lower prices". It made the papers once, but it never seemed to have caught on.

Oh wait, I'm going off the topic. This is supposed to be about the misadventure... I've realized my previous misadventures don't have morals, so I'm going to start them from now on. And today's moral will be

"Shake well before using"