Archive for July, 2007

Tomyam gives hope - to your tastebuds!

Monday, July 30th, 2007

A whole past week of 4 deadlines and restless weekend were a feat I think I can’t endure too much of. But after everything that I did, I think what certain people did for a certain report was way beyond what I thought I had accomplished. It made me feel small but extremely proud of them nevertheless! You never know who’ll surprise you every now and then!

I was so exhausted after another round of Bukit Cahaya that when I was back home after bathing and just slouching on the couch, having dozed off, I appeared almost dead to the Mum. LOL. It was funny the way she put it, "What happened to you? Pushed you also no reaction. I thought you were dead." LOL.

The Dad on another hand, asked, "So you went to Bukit Cahaya for cycling ar?" I said "Yeah, cycled uphill, downhill, got stranded in the rain a while with a lousy bicycle with only forward-moving paddles." He said, "I shall try going there one day." The Mum told him, "Ya lah, go with the youngsters and see." LOL. Should that day come, I will race uphill with the Dad or just cycle alongside him like how I used to. He’s quite a fun person to sweat it out with really. The Dad.

Anyway, Simpsons was hillarious too. The whole show really had me laughing lamely at all the lame jokes until points at which the jokes just reached maximal bursts of laughter. On hindsight, I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so loudly in the cinema before that I had to duck a little to hide my embarrassment. Vinesh and Deeban were in stitches even before the show started!

I’m just glad to be here now because I had servings of tomyam, yet, still can’t get anywhere near enough of it. Meanwhile, I’m just fed up of moving houses again in KL. Thinking about it is enough to suck my energy. All I want for now is to have a good meal with all my beloved ones! I hope it will be good! Praise God!

"@.@"

"Kindness is the mark of faith; and whoever has not kindness has not faith"

It must be always around

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007

Li Ern: Going to sleep soon?

Li Ern: After this.

Li Ern: Still having pendulum-thoughts?

Li Ern: Too tired to bother too much anymore, but the puzzle pieces keep appearing, which are a bonus.=D

Li Ern: Worrying about Phytochem test?

Li Ern: Too apprehensive that it’s having a backsliding effect.

Li Ern: Can anything be done?

Li Ern: Maybe?!?! Hopefully?!?! I could start off with befriending the peculiar chemical structures, then embrace them with warmth and tender loving care, or start to learn to scream "Phytochem is alive" at every object I come into contact with.=S.

Li Ern: Seriously?

Li Ern: These few days, yes.

Li Ern: Want to take a break?

Li Ern: Have been, since Saturday. Die Hard 4.0 was good. Justin Long (of Ed fame) has proven himself to be a steady poker-faced comedian because I couldn’t help laughing at his silly expressions and lines but of course, Bruce Willis had his share of heroic acts as well.

Li Ern: Still salivating over the thought of seafood?

Li Ern: Absolutely and triggered even more by today’s lecture of fish roe, crabs, shrimps and salmon.

Li Ern: Feeling peculiar doing this?

Li Ern: Undoubtedly, yes.

***jogging around slumberland***

"The world of the restricted is the restricted world of freedom, but the good news is, love is always around"

We are bespoken

Sunday, July 15th, 2007

There was a splendid discovery I came across two weeks ago. Not exactly a discovery I stumbled upon, but one which was delivered in an hour’s lesson. So I should probably say a splendid delivery instead.

Dr Anthony gave us an eye-opening exposure about the beauty and liberation of utilising every portion of the brain to gain the most of reality that the human senses are capable of. It entails trying to perform different tasks to master the efficiency of the different parts that control our different movements, thoughts and emotions. I must say he is one lecturer who leaves me in awe every time he speaks and blurts out his "Phytochem is alive"-like-sentences.

Someone who has such a passion for not only plants but everything else around completely lifts me off the normal wavelength of thoughts, suggesting that there is passion running in the veins of mankind after all. Between the vast oceans and the various opportunities floating out there, there still is passion, a humbling drive that amazes and rescues the dispassionate from being dragged too far a distance away from transformation.

Anyway, I have learnt to trust that words are really empowering. Words when not spoken are mere thoughts or whispers within the reveries of sub-reality, like dreams. But once they are spoken, there is a certain magical touch to them that brings them out into our world, where they become bound to or they determine the rules of reality, which means they carry weight.

Words in this sense can be in conversations, hopes, appreciation, in conveying anger, happiness, and in prayers. They bestow such great power in our lives because what we speak is how we feel, and what we speak reflects who we are. If they are belittling, we are belittled, if they are glorifying, we are glorified.

Anyhow, this entire week, I had two ‘nasi kandar’ meals in total (out of shock but the curries were awesome), one ‘nasi melayu’ (out of craving) and walked three times from Rampai to the LRT station (out of suddenness). I must have been out of my mind to walk that distance so many times in a week in Malaysia.

Now, I have so many things in mind I can’t arrange them in order but I’m looking forward to so many things. I still want to eat seafood and stroll under the moon!

***seeking to reach every millimetre of my brain***

"Restoration is our duty"

Emotional robots

Sunday, July 8th, 2007

…~~~~~~…Transformers…~~~~~~~…Transformers…~~~~~~…

I can’t remember the next two to three lines or so again. Remember how when Transformers was playing when we were younger we used to sing and act along? Remember the likes of CareBears, He-Man, etc.?

It’s so unfortunate that I can’t remember the exact scenes and names but of course I remember what I used to like.

When I first watched Transformers in IMAX-style, I was thrilled when Optimus Prime appeared in the form of that multicoloured truck with dominant purple and red. The memory of yesteryear came plunging back at me.

The Bro and I used to own that truck together with other collections of toys. Of course I was excited, how could I not? I just wish the memories would come back all at once at a snap of my fingers.

It was such a joyful feeling but I was annoyed that none of everyone I asked felt sleepy during the battle of the Autobots. They all felt confused but I felt confused for too long a time, hence almost fell into slumber even when I went for a second dose of it yesterday. Haha. My reason: Michael Bay had his cameras moving too quickly in too many directions that not many of average coordination motor skills can distinguish the Autobots with amazing discretion. The seemingly huge screens didn’t help much either. But overall, it was a great production.

Anyway, that said, I’m on a quest to find my childhood memories.=]

***inviting oh everything, oh wonderful everything***

"To be truthful is a choice"

The voice of truth

Thursday, July 5th, 2007

There is something weird about reading people. Sometimes I scare myself if I’m doing it too well, sometimes I wonder if I’m just convincing myself. Haha.

Everything seems to be dangling somewhere near the edge but it’s better sometimes, isn’t it? Not knowing too much is good because knowledge can kill as much as knowledge is power. The dangling items could just slip and crash into a seemingly bottomless pit the moment the shadow is lifted.

I never want to get too obsessed over horoscopes, but mine today says I’ll be shown by someone how I’ve been wrong all this while. It certainly gives me the shivers. When the time comes, I wouldn’t want to be too arrogant to eschew it.

I shall keep an open mind and an open heart.

I shall also re-tell the story of the fluorescent pigs soon.

And stop procrastinating too many overlapping tasks.

***wishing upon my faith***

"The voice of truth says do not be afraid"

Birthdays…Aaaa

Monday, July 2nd, 2007

Celebrations are so rampant this time around. These two consecutive days have been awesome giler. But my eyes are feeling the strain now. When I get up in the morning about 4 hours from now, I’ll feel 50 years older.

Last night was the celebration of the returning of Li Wei, and the post-budday celebration of Pau-Pau. I miss having everyone together again. Tonight was another celebration for Kath. (I think I shall explain again that as long as I haven’t slept through the night, the day has not progressed, no matter what the time is). The ‘light’ has shone upon ’some’, and it’s a joyful one. Transformers was fantastic and hillarious. Don’t just watch it once, it won’t tame your wild yearnings.

And the pulse that is drumming in my head now is one of panic and terror: deadlines; impending due of two and a three-quarter pages of fishy details, literally; tutorial questions; and words and more words to understand first in sentences, then of memorising thereafter, the spilling will be this Saturday.

I guess I’ll need to speed off now. This is short but I just felt like doing it. I hope I’ll get the pics soon. I’ve been such a lazy pig delaying so many things.

**Taking in a lot of oxygen**

***Patience is a test of appreciation***