Graduation 2012

Just like the flowers, the graduates are at full bloom on this joyous occasion

A massive amount of people were on campus during the afternoon of the 6th of September as graduates dressed in their regalia were taking pictures with their friends and family all over the campus. On campus there’s a blackboard where students can write what they want to achieve before they graduate. Many put generic things like “Make happy memories” or “Secure a job” at first, but students like me instead messed the board up by putting things like “Dance with a random stranger at Bush Court” or the more x-rated ones. As I look at my friends dressed in theirs, I picture myself wearing one these regalia in the not so distant future, that is if I don’t stuff up on any of my remaining units.

On the night of the 6th of September, over 70 Murdoch students of the School of Communication, the School of Business, and a few other disciplinary school departments had graduated from the university. A few standing among them were people I was proud to call my friends. It’s been a crazy time spent in university with most of them, and I can’t fathom the idea of them going off to the workforce and not being able to see them in class anymore.

Congratulations to all of my friends who've graduated! You've made it (somehow)!

Note: Sorry everyone I know the blog has a few bugs and issues I need to fix such as the music player and chatbox. I'll fix it up on my next study week break as I'm still too busy to even blog as often as I would have.

Goodbye Brother..

Tonight I say goodbye to a close friend of mine. He left for holidays in Japan and from there he'll be going straight away to the States. I won't see him again until he comes back around middle of next year.

He was my first real best friend for a long time. I wasn't as close to anyone as I was to him. He knew things that I've kept hidden from the world. He was there for me when no one else seem to have been there.

The first time I met him during INTIMA Week on my first semester at INTI, I was thinking "Wow this guy dresses like one of those serious reporters or bosses...". Never did I thought that he could be as silly and blur as I came to know after getting closer to him.

Back then, he became my personal driver after awhile at some period of time. We'd go and get ourselves lost in KL just to look at some books or some gadgets. I remember one time, we forgot where we parked the car and we went looking for it for quite some time hahaha! We both guessed the wrong floors for the car.

We'd always eat together most of the time. He'd sometimes feed me with tuna because I resembled a stray cat apparently. We'd always share a foot-long sandwich from subway and split the bill and cookies. We usually had the same taste for food so it wasn't a problem for either of us.

We'd share with each other our experiences, our happiness, our pains, until at some point we became as close as brothers.

Until a few months ago, we started drifting away from each other and didn't talk that much anymore. We still talked with each other, the occasional "Hi" and "Bye" but that was about it. We didn't really eat together anymore. We were both dealing with our own problems I guess, and we started to lose each other from there.

Not too long ago, we started talking again, but not as much as we did before. Better an improvement than a loss I'd say.

He's the most forgetful, blur-cased, unselfish, polite, push-over, anti-socialist, Apple promoting, Mac loving, race junkie, knowledgeable, easy to bully, driving monkey, crazy dancing, failed at cute acting, anime loving dummy in the WHOLE WIDE WORLD! But I'm proud to call him my brother...

I'm not going to miss you because I already do miss you, and I won't be able to see you until you come back for summer. Even if we don't talk as much as we did before, I know that we won't lose touch of each other, because like it or not, your stuck with me as a brother forever. Take care over there bro...

Last two weeks...

The semester is finally coming to an end. In less than two weeks, I won't be able to see familiar faces that I'm so used to seeing in college anymore. I have to say goodbye to most of them soon. It's sad to see friends go, but it's good to see them move on and advance in their lives, getting closer and closer to their dreams.

I'll miss seeing Jessica, who do's her best in being a 4.0 and not to mention an incredible friend.

I'll miss seeing Zjen Thak, being his crazy self and doing so many random things.

I'll miss seeing Vinod, playing his futsal inside AUP, and always show how much he cares for his friends.

I'll miss seeing Aaron, always checking on the latest movies and giving us updates on it, and his robotic personality haha!

I'll miss seeing KC, always doing work on her MacBook inside the AUP.

I'll miss seeing Daryl, always 'Daryling' people all over college.

I'll miss seeing Edison, even if he does have face problem hahaha! (Just kidding)

I'll miss seeing Jean, always being a little blur and a little crazy at the same time.

I'll miss seeing Joel, being his blurcase self in college, yet still up for anything.

I'll miss seeing Pauline, always getting bullied by Zjen Thak, or was it the other way around haha!

I'll miss seeing Stella, her friendly smile and humor that lights up AUP.

I'll miss seeing a lot more people than just the few that I've mentioned above. I won't be able to see their faces in college anymore after next week. It saddens me to say goodbye to them but I know that I should be happy for them. Selfish me, thinking of how I'd feel when they leave, when I should be thinking how would they feel, leaving everyone they know to go to another country.

Let's all make lots of memories together, in these last few weeks we have together.

Bye 'Atuk'!

Hey everyone,

Sorry I haven't been posting. I lost the internet connection at my house and a lot of things have been happening since the holiday started last Friday. Today's post will be a little bit emo so for those who hate it when I write emotional stuff on my blog, you've been warned.

I found out last Friday that my grandfather, or 'atuk' as me, my siblings and my cousins like to call him, was sick. He had cancer, and my family and I didn't heard the news until Friday. He's been diagnosed with cancer for the past 6 months, and last week they told us he had only a few days left to live. We were all shocked by this piece of information.

When we went to visit him after hearing that last Friday, he looked so different, so sick. He couldn't walk, he couldn't talk, he couldn't move at all other than his fingers and toes. Even moving those were a struggle for him. I couldn't help myself but cry when I saw him like that.

I remembered the times when I would visit him often when I was little, with my dad, mom, brother and sister. We always had fun at his house. There was no sadness, no suffering, just happiness. I used to see my grandpa and grandma working n their garden, trying to grow some vegetables for themselves and flowers as well.

Then, I remembered playing in their house with my cousins. We were playing tag inside the house and our grandmother would be yelling at us, but grandpa was always the 'cool' one and joined in the fun with us. He always had a smile on his face, never showing any sadness. We played pirates, we played card games, and many more inside that house.

During Christmas, everyone would gather in grandpa and grandma's house to be together. I remember that they would always have the same small Christmas tree every year, but with different decorations on it. Below the tree would be our presents from them, which were always so nice.

When I was just a little boy, he would carry me around, going to places. He would introduce me to some of his friends. He would teach me things about the society that I didn't already know. He would help me with some of my homeworks in anyway he can. He would always be there whenever I needed comfort. I'll miss all of what he has been doing for me a lot...

Grandpa always had a smile on his face. He never showed sadness in front of anybody intentionally. He loved to make people laugh. He loved to joke around. He loved all of us equally, regardless of our sins or whatsoever. He loved making our faces smile whenever he can. He cared for his friends. He cared for his family. He was William Harry.

I can't hear your voice anymore. I can't feel your comforting hand anymore. I can't see your smile anymore. I can't smell the cologne you use to wear on you anymore. I can't taste anything that you cooked anymore. It saddens me for this to happen, but I know that a piece of you would always remain in our hearts.

You have touched our lives in so many ways. We grew so much from having your presence. You made us all happy, and we hope that we did the same for you. I shall say goodbye to you, without being sad, as I know that you wouldn't like it. Bye 'Atuk'!!! Take care on the other side and say hello to 'Papa' for me!!!

In loving memory of William Harry

A good husband,

A good Father,

A good Grandfather,

A good Friend.

ED BOARD Seniors and Others Farewell Party!!

Hey Guys and Girls,

Now this took place on Wednesday, 29th of July 2009. The committee of ED BOARD and I wanted to throw a farewell party to the seniors of ED BOARD who were leaving such as Alexis, LP, Han Sen, Suzanne, Han Lim, and our unofficial member, Jonathan hahaha!!

The day started with us finally deciding that we would throw the party at Windmill's Restaurant. We booked the place already, but we failed to realize that Windmill was actually a tad too expensive for our tastes. So we changed the location at the last minute to Manhattan's Fish Market Restaurant. The price was slightly lower than Windmill's, so it was acceptable by everyone.

J.C. and I were the first to arrive and so we booked 20 places for the party. After that we went for a walk around Subang Parade and looked around for a nice cake and some farewell cards. Unfortunately, all of it were too pricey so we had to scrap that plan. Instead, Sie Hui and I came to a conclusion of buying donuts for everyone instead.

Everyone arrived at the Malaysian time of course, which was about half an hour later than what we discussed hahaha!! As the price was quite expensive, most of us ended up sharing our food as the portion was quite big. LP, Sie Hui and I shared one platter which we couldn't even finish it ourselves. And the platter was originally made for two people.

While everyone was eating, J.C. and I went out to get the donuts for everyone. It was a bit of a stretch for the both of us as everyone had not paid for it so we ended up using our own money for it.

When we got back, everyone in the committee asked me to deliver a speech to commemorate the evening. Well, I had no other choice but to do so I guess. The other customers were giving us the stink eyes but who cares! It was our farewell to those who were leaving.

Of course, there were a lot of pictures being taken that night. Too much that I can't post all of it on the blog unfortunately. But I will post some that are quite interesting I'd say such as these!

Oh my gosh this is too hilarious!! Paparazzi shot!

A picture of a picture of a murder taking place haha!!

Grandpa eating style hahaha!!

Table 2 eating pose

Table 1 eating pose

Sizzling hot platter!

Foreplay during dinner!

The bill was more than what we thought. As you can see from the picture, it reached to that extent for 20 people! I guess it's not that bad, but still! After paying the bill we had another cam-whoring session for a little while before we part our ways and went home. We'll miss all of you! A memorable night for us all, especially on the holes on our wallets and purses!

Group shot!

The Jessica Loke Sexy Pose

3 Sunflowers...

Today marks the last day of March, the last day of my one month depression until the next March. Every year, I’d just be glad that this month was over and not do anything but move on with my life. This year, I wanted to do something different. So, I bought myself 3 sunflowers. Why sunflowers you asked? It was my dad’s favorite flower. He always loved it for as long as I can remember. I decided to do a ritual of saying goodbye to him and to the month of March at the lake in front of my condominium at the park. Why the lake? It was one of his favorite places in the whole of Subang Jaya. Why 3 out of every other number I could have? Easy, because each of them represents a specific day and meaning as you shall see.

The first flower is a dedication for my dad’s birthday. His birthday was at the 1^st of March and he would have turned 62 this year. I said happy birthday to him and gave him this flower as well as told him stories of the good old times back then. I remembered on one of my birthdays back then when he and my whole family tricked me during my birthday. They made it as if they never bought any birthday presents for me that year. They told me sorry and I said to them it was okay with a broken heart that year. When I came back from the bathroom, the room was filled with presents and I was so surprised by it. I still couldn’t believe they pulled off a stunt like that on me! Wish I could have gotten even with them for that. I wanted to do something like that on his birthday. As they say, it’s never too late. It’s my turn to surprise you with this flower. Happy birthday Papa!

The second flower was a dedication to the anniversary of the day of his death. He died battling cancer on the 29^th of March 2000. It was such a sad day and I was still so young that I couldn’t remember much on what happen that day. But I did remember that he smiled all the way until the very end. I never got a chance to say goodbye to him before because I was too young to understand what it meant when someone died. And so, with this flower I say goodbye to him. I told him that I love him, that I miss him, and that I’ll be okay no matter what happens from now on. Even though we’re apart from each other physically, I know that he’s always with me in my heart. I hope you’re having a nice time up there owning a field of sunflowers as far as you can see just like the ones you’ve described to me before. Rest in peace Papa…

The last flower was to say goodbye to the month of March. Finally, the month of depression is over. With this flower, I throw my sorrows and regrets away, letting it get washed away into the water. I break myself free from the chains that had held me back for all this time. I wish upon this flower that may I find peace within my mind, and my heart. Goodbye for another year March. I’ll do my best to get over the month of March next time for my family, for my friends, for my dad, and most of all… for myself.

This goodbye ritual has helped me find what I’ve been looking for… closure. I’m thinking of making this a yearly thing so that every time March came along, I’d do this at the end. It certainly makes me feel better to do this rather than just wait for the month to end and not do anything. Some wise friends of mine once told me, that instead of thinking about it too much, getting myself depressed, I should do something for my dad and for myself. Thanks to everyone who’s put up with me all throughout this month and those who’ve helped me get through all of this. Sorry for causing such trouble to everyone and again, thank you. Till next time Papa, bye bye!

Efforts of Earth Hour 2009

Earth Hour happened yesterday as most of you would know. I tried to persuade my family into taking part of the event and I could only manage to convince them to turn off the lights inside the house. The rest of the electronics were still on unfortunately, such as the TV and porchlight. Oh well, at least we did something rather than nothing right?

Not much I can say about the condomenium next to mine. They supposedly are celebrating Earth Hour 2009 by having an outdoor event. Ironically, they turned on all of their electrical appliances and there were a lot of lights on the park at their side. The lights were like the ones you see on stadium game matches so you could imagine how bright it was. Not to mentioned the karaoke session they had over there that was really noisy with all the speakers they put up. Talk about environmental friendly right?

I must say that I'm impressed with the efforts put on by some shopping malls. They celebrated Earth Hour throughout this whole month by being environmental friendly. Some put up a few recycling bins within the mall, while others reduced the number of lights turned on during that period of time. Although it's not much, it's a start. Everything begins with a small step right?

Most of my friends celebrated Earth Hour as well by closing off all of their lights and electrical appliances which I'm so proud of them doing their part to help the world. Some of them even closed off all of their electrical appliances throughout the night until morning!

I've always loved the environment and I do the best that I can to do my part in helping the world. Some things that I do to conserve energy is closing off all switches that is not in use or needed at the moment such as my phone charger, my lights, even at times my fan. Before I go to sleep, I'd make sure the lights and switches are turned off and when my phone has been charged fully, I'd close the switch straight away instead of waiting until I'm free to do so. As for water, I'd close the tap while I'm brushing my teeth as I won't use it until I need to rinse so it'd save the water. I even recycle the old newspapers lying in the house at times.

Society today seem to take things for granted. Some litter their thrash around everywhere. At home, at work, even at public places. They expect other people to clean their thrash so it'd be okay to just leave or worse, throw their rubbish everywhere. It saddens me to see how people don't seem to care about the environment they live in. When I see the thrash lying around at times, I have a very strong urge to just pick it up and throw it away. People need to think this through, do you want to live in a world filled with thrash such as this?

The earth needs a break from the power we've taken from it for so long. Even 1 hour can make a big difference. People need to realize and do something about the environmental problems we're facing instead of realizing and not do anything whatsoever. Even throwing your thrash in the garbage bin would help the environment. It takes just one person to make a difference. Would you be that person?