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!

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Back From MSSM

I got back from Kelantan on Friday, and boy was it a blast.

I wrote several entries per day in my diary, and translating them into English here would be kind of weird (yes, my diary is in chinese).

Anyway, I could basically sum up that the national gymnastics competition (Gimnastik dan Gimrama MSSM) in Kelantan this year is one of the most memorable things I've ever done. It's a lot more fun than band camp, but of course, Youth Conference still outshines everything else.

One of the more interesting things was how everybody there were gymnasts, and because we all have a common interest, there's a special connectivity between all of us, no matter how many times a lot of us got upset at each other (especially me heh heh) all is well in the end and everyone becomes friends again. After all, we were the KL Team.

Being gymnasts, there were a lot of inside jokes for us that other people just wouldn't understand. Like joking about A, B, C, D, E or the latest F skills. Then there were times when we're hanging out and the guys started daring each other to do back saltos on the spot. And some guys did it. It's just something I can't do with any other group of friends.

The competition itself was fine. The boys team for KL isn't really much compared to the other states. For example, some of our competitors have appeared in newspapers before, and one of them even plans to take part in the olympics heh heh

The girls team, on the other hand, did a little better, at least they brought back some medals. The competition for the U18 girls group wasn't even near the scariness of my U18 boys group.

The interesting news? Now both my feet are in bandages heh heh. I pulled a muscle in my right foot after a bad landing doing a simple sideariel in my routine >.<>.< like Sze Mun, a veteran from the U18 girls group.

Like the other day when everyone was frantically trying to charge their phones, Cikgu Zambri reprimanded everyone saying, “Guys, there’s more to life than just handphones. Like, Nasi Lemak..........”
I pretty much agree with him. And that’s basically the biggest lesson I’ve learnt from this trip. There’s more to life than just getting girls. The experience in Kelantan is so different than back here in KL. I spent most of my time sketching (or just enjoying) the beautiful scenery I might never get here in KL. There’s not much time to go impress girls when I’m busy like that eh?

Sunday, August 13, 2006


MSSM is in 8 days, and looks what I've done to my foot.

My poor left foot

It was during a training session in the gymnasium at MPT (Maktab Penguruan Teknikal). I was screwing up my front salto on the floor. For some reason, I can't do it straight whenever I train there. I'm guessing it's because the floor is a lot springier ther than at Scope, so whenever I hurdle and jump I go so high up I'm just not used to it anymore. So even when I'm trying to do a simple front salto, I end up doing a half twist for some weird reason. My half twist back at scope is a lot better, because I'm used to it there. But then I still haven't quite mastered the twisting action. The whole twist should start from the hip, but I keep starting from the shoulder which is quite natural to do when you're standing, but then it makes the salto out of alignment.

Anyway, that was the problem I was facing the whole time, having bad landings. Then I decided to just switch back to my basic work and do a diveroll just to get a feeling. In the end, I didn't roll properly after my hands and head touched the ground. I didn't roll my legs properly and in a split second my left foot bashed against the ground. It was painful at that time but I took no notice of it, thinking it would clear up after a few minutes like most times back at Scope. It kind of cleared up, but looking back, I think it was only the body's natural painkiller.

When I ran through my routine after that I did a half twist for my salto, and landed nicely. Then after that I switched to vault, then finally parallel bars. I went back to school after that, and then the pain came back. Before I knew it, I was limping. Mom took me the Chinese Sen Sei after school, and now my foot's all wrapped up.

Hopefully it'll recover very soon. I'll miss training on Tuesday to go for another check up. I'm hoping really hard that he'll take it off and I can go back to training on Thursday and Friday. It's already feeling a lot better, and even if I'm not able to compete, maybe I could just go to Kelantan with the KL team and let the substitute compete... Azlan did that 2 years ago when I was supposed to be the substitute but got kicked out because a space was reserved for him. Hmmm.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

When Me Goes Crazy With Haircuts

The other day I needed to get a haircut because the next day was the day our teacher was going to check our hair and nails.

It just so happened the day I decided to get a haircut was the day the usual indian barber I go to was closed.

Mom drove us to the area where the Chinese Sen Sei we usually see works. There was another indian barber there which we entered. They displayed all sorts of pictures of sample haircuts. There were "classic style" and "millenium style". Mom wondered whether those indian barbers (who usually only do classic style) know how to cut like the millenium.

Shuan went first, and he ket asking the barber to cut the hair on the back of his head shorter and shorter.

Then it was my turn. I sat down and told him what I wanted. No sideburns, a straight line for the hair on the back of my head.

So he started shaving. He shaved the back of my head, and I took a look through the mirrors.

"Pendekkan" I said

*shave shave*

"Pendekkan lagi"

*shave shave shave*

"Pendekkan semua"


Mom was already on the edge of her seat, asking me if I knew what I was doing. I grinned.

When it came to the front, the barber left it kind of long. I told him to cut it. Shorter. And shorter. And short.

Now... I have an.... interesting.... hairdo. Some people think I'm crazy, some people think it looks nice. Either way, the look on their faces when they first saw me with my new haircut is.... amusing =)

Notice the sideburns hehehe. What sideburns, you ask?