tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80376843450270925702024-03-14T13:13:53.922+08:00Stop.And.StareHave you ever feel that you're walking towards nowhere?excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.comBlogger280125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-26301895262073110032017-10-25T22:34:00.003+08:002017-10-28T13:51:02.736+08:00#Graduation2017 <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">2017 marks my fifth year in the teaching world. Indeed, so many things had happened, be it stressful, happy, relaxed, anxious, disappointing or sad. I can no longer count the total number of students I have met, nor even recall the teaching methods that I have came across and applied, alongside the news and happenings of my best pals elsewhere. There aren’t much time to reflect at all of them too. <br /><br />Therefore, the 2017 batch – the first millennial graduates - is the first batch of students whom I have seen their growth from Form One. I see them grow up from kids to young men and women. It seems as they were in Form One five weeks ago, yet they have changed a lot for the better today. Seeing them growing up is like a parent observing his child evolving from a baby to a small kid, I can see the difference in their mindsets and thoughts. Hence, this is what is what makes them special, to begin with.<br /><br />I did not know them well in the beginning way back in 2013. I could even recall the moments when their parents grabbed their hands, took them to the foyer of the school with their bags attached on their backs. Of course, in one of the first classes with them, I saw angels, and at the same time, naughty students who were uncooperative. Nevertheless, I did not have the opportunity to teach them, as I was given a Form 2 class and 2 Form 5 classes. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">(The moment I first met Lim King Syen in the 2013 BSMM Camp.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Me: (looking at his nametag 'LIM K.S', which gave me a thought on DAP leader Lim Kit Siang.)<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> What is your name?<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">King: I am Lim King Syen. You can call me King.<br /> </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Don't you know that your initials sound like a leader in Malaysia?)</span></blockquote>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">How I first know them? It began with a South Korean named Kim Young Jun during sports day training in January. Even when he was in Form 1, he had shown passion in everything he did, and he was resilient in his achievements. Even it was raining lightly during sports training, he insisted to train himself better. The 13 year old kid who was determined in learning how to hurl the javelin further would soon be a nice friend to meet with everyday, and slowly I met Lim Dao Kae who was a fast runner for the Red House. Those who were in the same sports house were Leong Zhi Yie, Chaw Xin Ning (fast runner), Ho Jie Er, and some other athletes from another batch. <br /><br />There were also the polite bunch, whom they referred as “the interior scholarship students” – Andy Raymond, Eva Sarah, Huldah Frances, Corriesna Harry, Chrisonie Jenoil and Avelyn Lo. I always confused myself between Corriesna and Chrisonie as their names start with a capital “C”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">During a spotcheck in June 2013. </span> </blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">While lining up in front of 1 Plato, Jordan Liew was the only anxious-looking boy who was waiting with his classmates in a line until the checking was done.</span> </blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Me: Yes, Jordan? Why do you looked so <i>gan cheong</i>? If you did nothing wrong, chill la. <i>(That time, I only wanted to create a light atmosphere despite the seriousness around). </i></span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My colleague, Ms. Florence heaped a lot of praises for this batch of students when they were in Form 1, complimenting how active they were in class and how responsive they were in learning. That gave me a nod to approve their behavior – until the second class with them. They became different – noisier than I expected, and some even misbehaved in a tremendous way. Lim Dao Kae spread his high-pitch laughter to Jordan, Nocholas, Ian Pang and a number of used-to-be quiet boys and they all laughed the same way like he is to this present day. </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Not to mention there were new people joining in the batch - Edward Chong, (acted very carefully in his actions in the beginning, but later on showed his loud and naughty colours), Yap Zun Jie, Lee Zhen Yang (studious, but sociable), Chong Sau Khang <i>(has neat handwriting like computer font), </i>Wong Wen Ni, and Kelvin Dee Young (silent, but will crack jokes suddenly). </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">2 Plato would be the loudest among the three classes, followed by 2 Socrates and then, 2 Aristotle. All three classes were noisy, and everyday, one of these classes would be bashed for either being loud or lazy. Almost everyday, they would be shot for making too much noises, and the “hangman” method could only last a few months because eventually, they allowed themselves to be punished. <br /><br />Nevertheless, they continued to grow. I began seeing their teamwork values since then, that even in organizing BSMM work, Cheryl, Leong Zhi Yie, Maegenta, Ho Jie Er, Kim Young Jun, Fung Ying Yan and Ivy Liew began showing their worth. <br /><br />The best performers there were Jonathan Sim, Chia Sheng, Ian Yong and Eva Sarah. Jonathan then went on and became one of the best English users of his batch. <br /><br />In this year too, Marvin Simon began his transformation in becoming a bodybuilder. <br /><br />I should also mentioned the strict days in preparing them for the Inter-District English Choral Speaking competition. <br /><br />Speaking of sports, I am grateful for the achievement in training these two athletes in the javelin event – Nui Pek Tee and Nicole Sai. 2014 and 2015 were their glorious years – the moment when they were discovered. Since then, they became the mainstay in representing the Red House in javelin throwing. It’s going to be hard to find replacements for these two legends. <br /><br />I no longer taught them in 2015, but somehow, I felt that greater things would take place among them. What I only knew was Andy Raymond and Huldah Frances left after their PT3 results. To add more salt to the wound, Eva Sarah decided to move on elsewhere after I trained her as emcee for Vision Night. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b><br /></b><br />When they were in Form 4, little did I expect I would be the class teacher of the former 2 Plato whom I usually reprimanded in class. The same behaviours were seen as they took their impurities from the past. Still, I felt thankful to the most helpful bunch of friends there, namely Leong Zhi Yie, Leong Weng Tung, Maegenta, Lim King Syen and Jonathan Sim. <br /><br />There were also a surge of new students from Lahad Datu and elsewhere coming into the mixture - something that the school did not expect. We welcomed 2 Eunices (Eunice Lo – cheerful girl from Labuan, Eunice Tai – friendly girl from LD), Shan Yi (quiet yet jovial girl from LD), Vicky Yap (beautiful yet quiet girl from LD), Joyce Seng (aspiring writer from Tawau), Rinachelle (ambitious athlete beauty queen from LD), Siau Ying (quiet but progressive girl from LD), Siau Ning (sociable and outgoing girl from LD, sister to Siau Ying), Koh Yuen Shen (talented and confident emcee from LD), Chung Siau Fui (javelin coach –she did taught my junior athlete in throwing the javelin further), Hong Ze Yee (a hardworking Tawauian), and Ken Lim (handsome nice guy from LD), Hong Wei Liang (shy Tawauian but eventually, he became more confident) and Goh Tong Shen (the quiet boy from Tawau who can shock you with his Mathematics results in 4AS). I hope I did not miss out anyone else here. <br /><br />I remembered it well, this class was the biggest class with 29 students for the first three months, and it was a little difficult in ensuring them to learn seriously – I referred to them as “KLIA2” in office because that AirAsia airport has to manage more than 100 aircraft everyday. However, after 7 people left for Tolkien, the entire 4AS became silent – they were no longer the 2 Plato that I used to know. Nevertheless, from that time onwards, I realized I would be training one of the most successful classes ever, alongside 5N (2015) that achieve 100% A in SPM English. There were at least 4 failures in the early test, but then, I achieved my action plans by making all of them to score more than 50 marks each, with Jonathan, Eunice Lo and Wong Guan Jie competing for the top spot. It was them who confirmed that my subliminal-mind training methods works on my students. Slowly, Joey Soon, Marvin Simon and Maegenta came in and challenged for the top three spots. <br /><br />Competition is one thing - when they challenged each other, they took them lightly and after the contest of marks, they remain friends. <br /><br />Apart from that, I continued to know them more when I was travelling with them to Tuaran in July 2016. Being part of the Habitat for Humanity team had opened some insights about them. One of the aspects that opened my eyes towards them was the fast pace that they achieved in their collaborative efforts in building the houses, regardless the sites they were in – to the point that people like Chia Sheng, Cheryl Chin, Nui Pek Tee, Peggy Fung, Kong Pui Kei and Jordan Liew could even complete the walls of the outer kitchen within one day. Nocholas, Kelvin Dee Young and Ferdinand Chin alone were able to complete a 7 feet hole for the toilet construction process within those 5 days. All of these happened in Kg. Kawakaan, Inanam. Terrysia and I witnessed their pace in awe. Besides, that was the moment when quiet people like Hong Wei Liang and Goh Tong Shen became more lively. <br /><br />(Thinking back on how they sang Rihanna’s<i> “This is What You Came For”</i> like EURO 2016 football fans and how Edward and Marvin sang Drake’s “One Dance” in Tuaran).<br /><br />I also reminisced how Marvin became Luke Skywalker on the way back to Tawau after the Habitat event. <br /><br />During the Intelligence Camp nights, I worked with my Photography Club chairpersons, Kim Young Jun, Lim King Syen and Tracey Chan as the media crew of the camp. On the second day, due to the wrong selection of sleeping place where I slept directly under the air-cond, I caught a flu. Nevertheless, they helped me to cover whatever events the camp had planned for the children. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />She punished me well with her words. I didn’t retaliate against her because I knew I made a mistake. <br /><br />Tolerance is also something that I had with them. We planned to have some drone shots and first-person GoPro shots in our video. When we realised that the action camera we used had tricked us when we thought it was recording footages from a participant’s point of view, we laughed in disappointment and just moved on in covering the camp. <br /><br />Their learning attitude continued up to Form 5, and they continued to push themselves as the SPM storm gathers to test their skills. They remained as one of the most progressive classes that I have ever entered. <br /><br />Best memories during lesson – During a revision, when the entire class were answering past year SPM questions, Edward, Bryan and Kelvin took the standing fan and blew some wind on their sleeping classmates. Every “victim” who was targeted by them woke up to their classmates’ laughter.<br /><br />That was in 5AS. In 5N, I will remember how humble-looking girls like Peggy Fung, Kong Pui Kei, Ho Jie Er, Kong Pui Kei and Fung Ying Yan would go aggressively against tougher-looking boys like Low Chin Sheng and the Wushu-practitioner, Chia Sheng. <br /><br />[Copying sample essays and highlighting features of a good writing – though it’s old school, but it helps one to write better by empowering his subliminal mind.]<br /><br /><b>MY LAST MESSAGE TO THE GRADUATES OF 2017</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">After a lengthy reflection on them throughout these five years, I humbly leave this message to everyone of you. <br /><br />4 Adam Smith 2016/ 5AS 2017 – It has been a great two years teaching you, with some under me in 2014 in 2 Plato. Thank you for everything that made my day and the great performance you have shown to me, especially in 2016. I am really very grateful for your hard work. <br /><br />5 Newton, I know one year with you isn’t enough to leave a spot onto your writing strategies, but somehow, I am thankful for the nice people I have met there (almost all of them). #NgShengZong’s loud laughter. <br /><br />Avelyn Lo, I will miss that sweet smile that you always show to me, even in random times. <br /><br />The committee members of BSMM – from Chrisonie to Nui Pek Tee (alphabetically), I truly appreciate your absolute ability in organizing the uniform body activities. <br /><br />Hey, Andy Raymond, Huldah Frances, Eva Sarah, Corriesna Irna Harry, Ivy Liew, Chen Yu Jing, I miss you. <br /><br />My top guns of the batch are more than the yesteryears. I have Isaac Fong, Chyi, Ryan Chee, Cheryl Tiong and Elfhieana in my hall of fame. This year, there are Jonathan Sim, Eunice Lo, Lee Zhen Yang, Chrisonie, Joyce Seng and Kim Young Jun joining in the ranks. Kong Ai Wei is worth the mention here, but I never taught her in class. <br /><br />To add more praises, I am glad to highlight the ones who have improved a lot ever since I first taught them. Chau Siau Ying and Rinachelle, you have soared so far since you first came in Form 4. <br /><br />When I took over 5N this year, I also realise that Low Chin Sheng and Nui Pek Tee are far stronger English users compared to their performances in 2P 2014. </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Wong Guan Jie, you deserve a mention here. You are far better than who you were in Form One. You slowly become a better person in Form 4, to an extent that you were willing to outdo yourself and gave a strong challenge against the No.1 in class, and being No.1, you did.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br /><br />*Best quote from them is from Ferdinand Chin.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Celeste Chang, Lu Xing Yee, Hong Wei Liang and Kate Yong – I miss entering your class after I left you in Year 10. I hope you do well in your IGCSE exams. Celeste and Xing Yee, do you still quarrel and laugh with each other like in 2016? <br /><br />#Shoutout to Lee Joo Chan! Annyeonghaseyo! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Best people to chat with in this batch: Eunice Lo, Avelyn, Lee Zhen Yang, Kenneth Lim, Ferdinand, Ng Sheng Zong, Sheldon, Marvin Simon, Lee Chee Yao, Jon Sim, Guan Jie, Chong Sau Khang, Bryan Shim, Maegenta, Ian Pang, Low Chin Sheng, Chia Sheng, Goh Tong Shen, Jie Er, Esther Thien, Branda Lim, Kim Young Jun, Kenneth Lim.<br /><br />Finally, I know this batch had gone through many harsh rebuking by me. Before you leave your high school life, if you think that I had treated you too harshly, I sincerely apologize. Please forget the rudeness from me in times of discipline. <br /><br />Too many people coming in and out of my life within these five years, hence the saying, "the twenties are when you will see a lot of people coming in and out of your life." <br /><br />They truly have evolved a lot since I knew this batch in 2013. It reminds me of how much of change can happen within 5 years. </span>
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<i>It was April 2013, I was new. In fact, everything was new. I was blown into the wind of change. </i><br />
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<i>Two veteran teachers decided to call it a day after many years of hard work serving the young school. I was then told to take over some of their classes. One of them was a Form 2 class - the better one (in academics). I was given mixed feedbacks about this class (in which I already forgot), but they, to me, are the same until the present day. </i><br />
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<i>As I stepped into that class, I met a group of 5 close friends who would stick to each other close and tight (Yes, they were Alison, Chiaw Ying, Dennice, Joanne and Erica). I encountered this girl who would smile at me randomly (Crystal), and another girl who reminded me of an ex-classmate of mine who was my guardian angel (Wen Yee - they almost looked the same in fact, just 10 years apart in age). I even met a 15 year old boy who had fond knowledge of politics (Joel Chua), a Korean girl who speaks like a Malaysian (Esther Lee), and slowly, in the second semester, an Indian genius whose essays are almost in perfection (Agil Timothy). Altogether, they are like cartoons to me - this is a praise. </i><br />
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<i>I did have some bittersweet moments with them in 2013. It was the year when I was trying to figure out my type of personality in teaching. There were disappointments, heartbreaks and anger, but at the same time, they never failed to make my day. I remembered there was a day when they asked me to be friends in Instagram and Facebook. There was even a day when they planned an interesting icebreaker before my textbook time began. During the second semester post-exam period, I remembered seeing them hitting each other with their exam papers while playing Musical Chairs in a class discussion. Their laughter were so hilarious that I couldn't help laughing when I got back to my office. </i><br />
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<i>I even enjoyed their Vision Night drama the most (In A Selfish World, The Selfish Rules). They were so adorable that they were like cartoon characters performing on the stage. </i><br />
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<i>In fact, this class is unique on its own (until today, which is why the PRESENT tense is used). Never did I know, 3 years after teaching them in Form 2, I would see them again in 5 Newton and 5 Adam Smith. We do have new faces such as Gabriel Bong and Yit Chung (do not forget about John Mark too) who have added up the uniqueness of this batch. </i><br />
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<i>Having them as your pals is a blessing. </i><br />
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<i>I won't mind if any of you do not manage to repeat what your seniors in 5 Newton did in SPM 2015, for that was a once-in-a-blue-moon achievement, but what I mind more is when you don't realise that your SPM examination is near and you are still pretending that the exam is 6 months away. </i><br />
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<i>Thank you, Ho Ming Xuan for the partnership we have in Photography Club. </i><br />
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<i>Ryan, Myra, Alison [5 Newton]</i><br />
<i>Crystal, Chiaw Ying, Nicholas Liew [5 Adam Smith] </i><br />
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<i>To Siaw Yen and Kuo Young, </i><br />
<i>you, to me, are like Yap Bao Lin and Chung Yee Chen who both showed the best improvements in English. Enjoy your new level in English and keep it up! Same goes to Alison as well. </i><br />
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<i>Thank you, Crystal for that Graduation Night message. </i><br />
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<i><b>Last, but not least, </b></i><br />
<i>I would like to apologize if I have accidentally left any harsh scars or wounds to you in a form of words. I am not perfect, as I am just like any other ordinary men. Once again, if you were once hurt by me, I extend my apologies as I might be quite rude in disciplining people. </i><br />
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<i>Believe it or not, I do scold myself when I screw myself up. </i><br />
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<i>I wish you all the best in your upcoming IGCSE or SPM examinations. Hopefully, we will see each other at a kopitiam and we can sit together as friends sipping coffee and tea. </i><br />
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<i><br /></i>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-67734604992504611142016-04-17T15:16:00.001+08:002016-04-17T15:16:41.895+08:00The Pride of Eating AloneHiatus by hiatus in the blogging world is somehow, choking. It reminds you of how much connected you are to your work and your own self - your really true self, especially when you come to the stage where you have to work the stamina out of yourself to survive - to earn a living.<br />
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Such is your workaholic days, indeed. <i>And gosh, what am I going to do with the pictures of food that I took using my phone these days?</i><br />
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Forget about work- right now let's talk about life. Life outside work is somehow beautiful. It is liberating and refreshing. Despite being occupied by many books around me, there are some tiny whiny escapades that you can have - even if you do not have a chance to take a real vacation.<br />
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One of these tiny escapades is food. Of course, everybody likes to eat with his group of companions. I, myself, too enjoy the company of others who share the same table with me during my meals. We can have random topics under the sun and we can even discuss about them until the cows return home. Those are great moments well spent.<br />
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However, eating alone is always better. It is equivalent to those moments when you walk alone with nature accompanying you - just like when you wish to embrace the breeze at the beach, watching the sunset and listening to the waves. It reminds you of yourself and who you really are after a long day of work.<br />
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Eating alone is always refreshing, especially during the moments when your taste buds are entertained by the work of culinary arts.<br />
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More importantly, the looks of them - the seamless temptation in front of your own eyes invites you for a quiet meal, with yourself.<br />
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You need not to be occupied by anyone except for the rare moment when the waiter tells you that your favourite dish is unavailable. As you are eating, a terminal of thoughts opens as you begin to leave the present to reminisce the past and predict the future. A sea of opinions flow around you, as you chill yourself to the meal.<br />
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<i>I know these are pictures of burgers and special breads that I have taken since January 2016. I do not always eat burger everyday, okay? This one is from a dinner with three persons when I was eating at Pavilion, Bukit Bintang. </i><br />
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A plate of rice, with its presentable meat and vegetables - a combination that can symbolise life itself, as it is full of surprises and mysteries. Somehow, you wish that everything is presentable and predictable in life because you want to be safe and secured. It is natural for everyone, as all of us hope that tomorrow will be another day you will survive.<br />
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And that is the great thing about eating alone - one of the many ways of meditating yourself out from stress. It is a time where I do not wish to be disturbed by anything that is negative.<br />
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feeling, allow me to write that graduation message to the third batch of Form 5
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<span lang="EN-US">In 2015, something remarkable happened in
the music industry. As soon as Furious 7 kicked off the silverscreens
worldwide, the entire globe was appalled in awe and tears when Charlie Puth and
Wiz Khalifa's <i>See You Again</i> was
released to the crowd. The most touching movie scene had moved the hearts of
billions, when Dominic Toretto and his crew parted ways with Brian O' Connor,
commemorating the late Paul Walker. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">It was indeed a solemn moment, leaving the
movie goers with teary eyes as they made their ways home, pondering about that
scene. <i>"See You Again"</i>
continued to strike the top charts after that. Never did a dramatic action
story is able to put forth a melting personal touch to its audience. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span lang="EN-US">"See
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<span lang="EN-US">We all do lose someone in our lives. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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who left us for a long time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">We all have that group of friends who used
to be always there for us, but one fine day, they left for their own future.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">We all have that special someone in life
who used to be our sunshine in darkness, but one day we realise, that this
person will not be with you forever.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Graduation is not the exception of it.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">I have been through that stage for a few
times as well. As much as it recognises that you are ripe enough to be a more
grown up person, graduation also informs you of another perspective: Time to
leave your friends and move on to another stage. Your classmates will also walk
their own paths too. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Which was why during that graduation night,
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<span lang="EN-US">And yes, I know I have been expressing a
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<span lang="EN-US">"They are your friends, they are your
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take more selfies before you go."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">Of all the three years of bidding the Form
Fives farewell, never did I encounter such an emotional goodbye session before.
The tune of "See You Again" continued to haunt me at midnight after
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<span lang="EN-US">Pictures will be our history of knowing
each other. Those "thank you"s and "I'm sorry"s that I had
this afternoon at my office was an overwhelming one indeed. To tell you the
truth, I was afraid of seeing people crying at my office, therefore I cheered some
of you up as you said your last words as my students. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US">1. Thank you, 5 Newton for the lukewarm
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the first batch of students who got my Borderlands-inspired jokes. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Lin. You have brought yourselves up in breaking your own barriers. You have
inspired me to walk further in whatever we do. You show the best
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hilarious jokes, as well as the girls' team, Chen Nyuk Lee, Peggie, Yuki, Tan
Li Chung, Chin Yung Yeng, Sharley, Megga, Latifaulia, Cynthia, Elfhieana, Fong
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excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-1791742053180775212015-03-21T11:53:00.000+08:002015-03-21T12:38:20.460+08:00A Throwback to #SPM2014 Result Day#SPM2014 Result Day was a day of mixed emotion. From a teacher's point of view, not only you are looking forward to your graduated <i>padawans, </i>you are also drooling for their results to determine how successful you were in preparing them. In other words, Form 5 teachers are as if taking a time machine back to their younger days when they took their results.<br />
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Looking back on that day, I am grateful for the milestone I have made. In my teaching career, this was my first year whereby I experienced a dramatic change in my Form 5 batch. What made me impressed was the fact when 5 Adam Smith (my class) began to improve in their English 1119 writing ever since they became sensitive in their use of past and present tense. As a result, from their English results, 90% had improved when I compared them to their first semester data. Some I have succeeded in bringing them up from a C to B, while some who were stuck at B, finally scored an A. </div>
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My apologies of putting this up slow. <i>All pictures were taken using Samsung Galaxy Note 3. </i><br />
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How's life a week after SPM ends? Surely you do enjoy the tremendous surge of freedom as soon as you put that school uniform into that laundry bag for the last time, isn't it? Some of you have begin to discover your next journey, some have worked part-time, while some have set their next journeys.<br />
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Just as I have written a message to the 2013 Graduation Batch, now here are my words for you.<br />
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In the beginning, as a fresh teacher from the job factory (university), I knew I have to quickly identify as many students as possible when I began teaching. Hence, I had to be interactive and friendly to the ones in their white-green/ white-blue uniforms in case I was called to teach more classes. As a result, I gradually recognized students from all forms.<br />
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However, your batch was the most difficult one to be identified, most probably was due to the lack of chance to enter your class. I found it difficult to memorize names in the beginning, and there were even two Joshuas. I was even worried if I got both of their names messed up. There was even an "election" during your Form 4 year and I had one big headache in choosing the right person since I did not know the candidates' attitudes.<br />
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Thank God that as time passes by, I began knowing more about this group of friendly yet quiet bunch of people. The gateway was through 4 Adam Smith. When I first stepped into their class, everything was passive and quiet. The word "passive" became my description for this class, but slowly, I saw something different. If one walks into a closer relationship with them, you will see a hilarious side of them. Not matter how serious I wanted them to be in preparation for their examinations, they follow the lessons with their funny side, or course.<br />
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Of course, in exchange with their casual approach, they indirectly trained me to be a better Jay Leno or Jon Stewart <i>(Google them in case you don't know who they are, okay?)</i>. Jokes can somehow come out from my mouth without me realising it sometimes. 5AS has also trained me into dealing with a class with multiple level of capabilities. They maybe quiet, but they have potential.<br />
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I do have wonderful moments with this batch. The funny atmosphere with 5AS, the hospitality shown by the students in 5N and 5T, and some great moments ahead - I really cherish them a lot.<br />
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To those who are choosing their university courses, here are some tips:<br />
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You need to identify what are your hobbies and interests. Do you like photography? Do you love counting money? How about drawing and designing? Once you know what you enjoy doing, you will be more confident in taking a course that you will enjoy.<br />
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For example, if you feel excited whenever you read about cars, why not you give a try in mechanical engineering? Every car needs maintenance and upgrades from time to time. If you are enterprising enough, you can capitalize on that fact to earn money and help your society members to ensure a safe ride home.<br />
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2. <b>Know your strength. </b><br />
Never, ever, waste a good talent. If science is your game in class, why not consider taking it to a higher level? You know, engineering and medical fields do promise a good living despite the painful roads ahead. Same goes to those who are creative in arts. Designing and interior architecture can be your next road.<br />
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3. <b>Ask your seniors. </b><br />
Yes, your seniors have walked that journey not taken by you yet. University life is not a walk in the park. You need to learn how to live independently, and this includes BUDGET. Learn about the living costs (not only tuition fees), the accommodations, the environment and the place where you wish to study before you even go there.<br />
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<b>4. Pick up a CAREER-BASED degree. </b><br />
Medical, pharmacy, journalism, education, engineering, culinary arts, law, design, architecture - these are some examples of a career-based degree. This is a necessary step in determining your degree course, otherwise nobody wants to hire you if you get this step wrong.<br />
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For business, you need not a specific degree. All you need instead is an enterprising brain, good quality in leadership, a network of partners and customers, and good marketing and communication skills.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last but not least, I would like to thank all of you for colouring up my life in school and sorry if I did hurt you during the process of teaching and learning. Since I'm still new at this school, I have a lot of blank space for students, and I'll write your names on it. <i>(Yes, I'm listening to Taylor Swift's Blank Space)</i>.</span><br />
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<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-21688860985471066582014-11-30T20:51:00.001+08:002014-11-30T20:55:02.483+08:00More pictures from my Samsung Note 3. <p dir="ltr">It has been a tough semester for me, and eventually work is still ongoing. Now that work is dominating my life, of course blogging will more dormant to me. However, it will not die out. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Nevertheless, these are some photos <u>which</u> I have taken from my Samsung Galaxy Note 3 throughout the latter part of 2014. I do love the camera, but I am aware of better camera phones from Oppo and Sony, especially when their products are released this year to the smartphone market. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Well, things are getting obsolete at a faster rate these days. </p>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /> It was a busy weekend last week. As I returned home being worn out in mental fatigue, words and thoughts mentally built up randomly in my mind like bubbles emerging up in boiling, hot water. Next came these lines, that would eventually formed a poem. It surfaced as soon as I ponder on my working life, alongside my peers around the world. <br /><br /><br /> You are nothing but..... <br /><i><br />You are nothing but a conduit<br />The hands and legs of a system<br />The binary codes of a programme<br />Day in, day out.<br />You are worn out.<br />Your entire muscles and bones fully tested to their limits<br />Your mental sanity and nerves struggled firmly against gravity.<br />You are nothing but a conduit.<br />You have no choice but to submit.<br />You have no choice but to endure.<br />You have no choice but to ignore.<br />You have no choice.<br />Don't break the silence.<br />Don't quit the hamster wheel.<br />Run. Work. Rush.<br />Stop thinking.<br />Stop complaining.<br />Stop wishing.<br />All is well. All is fine.<br />Get busy. You are a conduit. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>Disclaimer: </b>This poem is basically a reflection on how my peers and I are currently moving on their lives. I am 25 now, and being in the mid-25s means some of us are already working. The chances of sitting down together with our teenage or childhood companions continue to shrink as our lives are getting busier and busier with endless work. This has nothing to do with my own working life. I'm blessed with a good and supportive network of colleagues and working/learning environment here, despite the busy lifestyle that I have to go through. </span><br />
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<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-54115450810799663662014-04-09T21:55:00.001+08:002014-04-09T21:55:57.824+08:00"Saving The World"<p dir="ltr">The long writer's block is cleared away once again. Altough there are many matters for me to keep up, the sense of liberation never fails to occupy me alive. And more importantly, keeping the catharsis alive. </p>
<p dir="ltr">In the meantime, while moving into my gap of liberation, came a Facebook status that caught my attention. And it went something like this: </p>
<p dir="ltr">"When you are college students, you always talk about saving the world, but after you have graduated, you all will think of owning it."</p>
<p dir="ltr">My fingers stopped scrolling down the news feed for awhile. And to relate it back to reality, I would say it's a tragedy. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Perhaps we have been influenced much by our childhood heroes since the days we began to toddle around. You know, Superman- that guy who always wear his underwear outside his pants, or even the hideous Batman and his Batmobile marvel. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Well, that was just two, there are many more like Captain America, Ultraman, Spiderman, Iron Man, whatever men that exist in the list of superheroes. No doubt we have grown up with them, watching them fighting and winning against the antagonists and villians. Victory or defeat, we kept cheering the heroes, for they are always the good guys. </p>
<p dir="ltr"><b>From ambition to self-image</b></p>
<p dir="ltr">I remembered during our university days, we often were given the exposure of real life scenarios, and our lecturers engaged us to give comments or ideas on how to solve that highlighted issue. We were given all sorts of situations, from issues of injustice, war, abortion, euthanasia, politics, and poverty to huge world conflicts. We would debate them seriously in our classes and online forums, countlessly forming our opinions and arguments either to sort out solutions or lifting up fingers against who we think was responsible for the chaos, as if we were the judge in the court of public opinion. Those days, those issues got the classes going with opinions from various sides, both in polite and harsh forms. </p>
<p dir="ltr">And if communication was not friendly enough, there came along some ad hominem threats where people would attack the person rather than his or her opinions. </p>
<p dir="ltr">At those moments, everyone was so hyped up in saving the world. Their hearts were poured up with these values that some would keep that passion burning into the strange world of activism. Others would carry it moderately into their own life principles. </p>
<p dir="ltr">But in the end, despite the blazing desire, it's all talk. Only conversations for the grades. Once their academic timetables are over, they return to their own selves, walking back to the circle of reality, being part of the dominating culture of capitalism and consumerism. </p>
<p dir="ltr">In the end, it is all talk. It is all for the sake of their image. And everyone is doing that. It's all about self-development, the game for everyone to compete on who is more righteous. </p>
<p dir="ltr">You speak against poverty and yet you ignore the beggar on the streets? You condemn materialism but you still follow the latest material trends? You despise the past Communist leaders and tyrants and yet you behave just like them when you are in a position of power? You are calling for love and peace but speaking for a system of competition and survival of the fittest? You shout against injustice but you ignore the news of impunity? </p>
<p dir="ltr">In the end, all it seems is everyone now focuses on climbing the career ladder as we all are seeking greater heights in income-earning. I don't see it as a fault here because like it or not, living costs are higher and everyone of us have to earn more. Fear of scarcity is the reason why all of us have to be on the hamster wheel all day long. </p>
<p dir="ltr">And sadly, this becomes our main priority. Nobody seems to care about the injustices that are around. And those who are upset are reduced to armchair critics and keyboard warriors. </p>
<p dir="ltr">The focus now is to work. We have no time to look at what matters more. We can't afford to do that thing we did in college anymore. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Sad reality, isn't it? </p>
<p dir="ltr">At least, to me, I hope I can play my role as an educator well so I can at least inspire some to have that "save the world" mentality. I still feel that this form of awareness is still crucial, albeit the fact that this sense brings the perception of hypocrisy to many. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Just a thought from the corners of my mind. </p>
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<p dir="ltr">Or is it? It is still serving me as an iPod Touch.</p>
<p dir="ltr">And here, I would like to say, how magnificent camera phones have evolved since last year. If you own a smartphone model which was released from 2013 onwards, nevertheless to say, spending your cash on the phone will be more worth it than using them on a digital camera. We saw brands like Nokia, Samsung and HTC rallied their way into the camera phone arms race. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Anyway, I got my Samsung Galaxy Note 3 in December 2013 as a self-reward in surviving my first year in working. Its 13 megapixel camera is quite good, providing the fact that it supports photo editing apps.</p><p dir="ltr">Pictures are randomly picked from my gallery list. they were edited using Samsung's original picture editor, Photo Editor Pro and Pixlr. </p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Alas. It is now 2014. Walking through a series of life's roller-coaster can be adventurous, but moving through them is like driving to territories unknown. Tidal waves can be rowdy, the roads can be bumpy, but somehow this is life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It has been almost 22 months after I put forth my most previous blog post, and certainly, there were many stories being untold here. Yet, the author would have to move on as he is now occupied with thousand tonnes of jobs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And yes, I am officially employed with one of the toughest jobs in the world - teaching. 22 months ago, I was just an ordinary university student who wanted to make an impact for the world, and now, I am in that path in accomplishing that in the field of education. Indeed, this job is truly an uphill learning experience, for I never expect a complete embrace towards such a busy environment within. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In line with this new chapter of life, a new overhaul on this blog shall take place. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I will no longer share as many photographs as I could during my student days, however, this page will be my cathartic notebook. </span>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-811291975334875002012-05-20T21:45:00.001+08:002012-05-20T21:47:39.142+08:00Stop and Stare<a href="http://s846.photobucket.com/albums/ab28/excalade89/?action=view&current=DSC07816.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i846.photobucket.com/albums/ab28/excalade89/DSC07816.jpg" /></a><br />
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This week could be paving a way on my next chapter of life. I've been in and out of many of these mini stories in my life. Sometimes, you tend to stop and stare at what you'd been through, reminiscing the time you went through before. At the same time, you would also ponder at your future, wondering how would the next steps will unravel themselves by time. Would it be smooth, or would it be rough? That feeling, it's always full of hopes and fear.<br />
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<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-3966901289998154402012-05-12T02:19:00.000+08:002012-05-12T02:21:41.597+08:00As The Spirit Holds Back (Part 3): Terminal Three (April 2008 - September 2008)<i>Terminal Tiga was the novel that I learned and studied in Form Four. It tells the story of a guy who is pursuing his studies in Akademi Seni Kebangsaan (ASK) and his journey from Sabah. The title of the novel was given in parallel with the main character's story about his hardships in his hometown and Kota Kinabalu. He then went back to continue his studies in KL. </i><br />
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The final days in Labuan ended with great celebrations among the Chinese students there. Those pictures, some of them were in Friendster, sadly. They were all gone into non-existence as the site now becomes a gaming site. That night, we chilled out with ourselves next to the beach, while enjoying the best seafood, before we returned just to find out that the dorm became synonymous with an abandoned building with many junks, books and papers around.<br />
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This is one of the last photos I'd taken with the people I know there via my Sony Ericsson W700i. Gosh, I wanted Kah Jing and Jee Tah to be inside the photo but too bad they were elsewhere. I got to know them through studies and games alike. And finally, I left the campus and Labuan, once and for all. Never again will I study a Science Stream course.<br />
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<b>Returning to Sabah</b><br />
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The moment I returned back to Tawau was an unfortunate one. It was as if Tawau didn't like my homecoming as its electric supply ran off that night after touchdown. And it wasn't enough, to add more pain, I was suffering from diarrhea, thanks to a tonic drink I had before that.<br />
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The three months in Tawau was dull and calm. There was nothing much during these periods, hence, no stress but idleness. Everyone else was studying elsewhere, while I was at home awaiting for results. Sometimes when I was online, I seek friends to accompany my days and nights with.<br />
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I rejoined my church's English Youth ministry once again, just to realize that the Youth fellowships I used to attend every Fridays were no longer having the same atmosphere as before, as new faces appeared. I am a visitor once again, as I entered Jonathan Lo's group of 2008. During the 2005 split, Jonathan and Jacqueline were named as interns<i> (members who are bounded to be cell leaders)</i>. After that, they are already leaders of their own group - one leading the Sabah Chinese A Level students, while the other leading the Form 6s. That was where I began knowing people like Renee Gan and Ross.<br />
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<b>Kuala Lumpur Decision</b><br />
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The results are finally out, and I expected myself not doing well in that Pre-U course.<br />
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The only thing I could think of as a second path is English. When I was in Labuan, I remembered finding an English-related course, and Taylor's College responded with a Communication course. Besides of them, UCSI also gave me a brochure for an English degree course. INTI too have an English for International Business course as well.
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The decisions were difficult to be made. I was reminded that I must take an industry-related course in order to secure a job. Therefore, courses like psychology and history should be dropped off my list. Then, HELP Institute's Foundation in Arts came into my list of considerations, but too bad I dislike accounts.<br />
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At the same time, I also had another friend who too decided to come to KL for his studies in KDU. We almost traveled there within the same time. We even went to the youth fellowship together as we felt the need of finding the old friends.<br />
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And based on all the considerations, after a few weeks of thinking, I went on for the Foundation in Communication course in Taylor's College. However, I did not think further on which industry I should take. I wasn't quite sure what communication is all about, that's why.<br />
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<b>July 2008: First Glance</b><br />
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Now, I will be telling you about my fresh self during my first steps on the Peninsular. As a lad from a smaller town, I wouldn't be surprised to find myself in a larger city, as I'd been to places like Kota Kinabalu before.<br />
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One of the most worrying thoughts was usually, <i>"How are the people in West Malaysia?"</i> My experiences with some West Malaysian lads during the National Service days weren't a nice one. As what sociologists said, "territorial discrimination" exists around us. Certain local friends who had stepped foot in KL, as well as some elderly individuals did told me to be wary of them, for they are ruder and less-mannered. And this East Malaysian perception of certain "Malayan" people who still assume that we still live on tress also did bother me a lot.<br />
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<u>Don't let the above paragraph provoke you, folks</u>, that was me during Day 1 in KL. I am already thinking differently about the people here today. The people here are suffering under a more stressful and materialistic environment, where everyone is participating in a rat race with quicker pace. Massive traffic jams occur every morning as everybody rushes to work, while people with jobs from various corporations and big shot players are pressured to run in their hamster wheels day by day. It is therefore common to listen to foul language, vehicle honks, and conflicts around a larger city. That is what made them who they are in the eyes of the East Malaysians, who are from smaller but more peaceful cities.<br />
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At the end, they, too are humans, just like us.<br />
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I remembered my group of relatives I met in Australia in 2010, where the East Malaysians' side (us) tend to talk about people and relatives, while the West Malaysians' side enjoy talking about business and politics. Not sure if that really reflects a lot about the two demographics.<br />
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In fact, I will be sharing to you on who my first friends were during the Foundation days. Those perceptions no longer matter to me anymore, to a certain extent.<br />
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<b>July 25, 2008: FICM </b><br />
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I actually arrived a week earlier from the orientation in campus which was located in Leisure Commercial Square (LCS). Back then, in case I was late for an 8 o' clock class, I could just spend around 10 minutes to walk to my classroom and listen to the lecture. Today, it's all by bus.<br />
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I stayed in the house of one of my relatives here in Shah Alam. It was located in Kota Kemuning, and for the first time, I am seeing a huge, huge <i>taman</i>, where people could easily go <i>sesat</i> if they don't know the place. I had the first taste of KL's shopping malls by visiting the Subang Parade, KLCC, IKEA/ Ikano Power, The Curve, One Utama and Sunway Pyramid. I even remembered how my mum and I got stuck in Pyramid and KLCC.<br />
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And by the weekend, I began moving into my new hostel room. It was located in Ridzuan Condominium. The house was huge but messy, and I was living with 3 other students, 2 of them were from the South Australian Matriculation programme. My first roommate in KL was from Sarawak. However, like the way he treated the other two housemates, he was a cold and unfriendly one. Just imagine if you felt that you are being hated by someone else even without you doing something wrong. And there was even once he blamed me for not locking the front door though he was the last person who entered the house. Fortunately, he moved out in September that year for his internship.<br />
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Somehow, based on his telephone conversations I'd eavesdropped, his life was a painful one. I almost got pulled into his conflict with his cousin, who was much more friendlier than the roommate himself.<br />
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Back to the first days, ever since I moved into that unit, my second chance in college life has just begun.<br />
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<b>Orientations and A New Start: </b><br />
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<i>July 28, 2008, Monday, Orientation Day One. </i><br />
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I took my first bus to the LCS campus with my one-month-elder-than-me cousin who was studying in the School of Hospitality and Tourism. She's the only one that guided me around during the first days. Before that, in terms of church service arrangements, Victor Lee assisted me in transport, while Juin Ru, my high school senior greeted me during my first Sunday service in Faith Christian Centre.<br />
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The 10 minutes ride ended as I reached the LCS campus. I followed the directions to the courtyard, and towards the multi-purpose hall (MPH), all alone. A soldier on my own, I walked towards my future. As I arrived in the MPH, I saw hundreds of strangers, sitting together on the seats there. Some had already began making friends, some were quiet waiting what would happen next. As for me, I took a seat on the side, looking forward for the beginning event.<br />
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As the first event began, I then realized that these students around me were not just Communication students, there were also students from Designing and Architecture and Computing.<br />
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The first classmate I identified was Aaron Tan, short guy, nice person. Then I slowly got to know people like Jazreen and Shirley, a girl from the School of Architecture and Design. Besides, I knew people like Ishmael, Cecilia, Roey (from China), Gracy, Aznur and Julian from the Diploma in Communication class. And my first seniors were Zhao Wern and Joanne Lie, who would be my teammates in my PR2 assignment 3 years later.<br />
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The first lesson of my Foundation class was Introduction To Mass Communication, taught by Mr. Benjamin Loh. After that class, Aaron and I began knowing Serene, Amirul Fikri, Izzuddin, Jian Quin and Cheryl. After our first English class with Ms. Catherine Lee who still teaches me this semester again, we began knowing more classmates like Michelle Lau, Isabelle, and Syazwan.<br />
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I still remembered the first outing together. Oh yeah, I also did remembered knowing people like Kai Chin, Jun Qi and the other Cheryl <i>(from KK)</i> at the beginning too.<br />
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<i><b>Story continues @ Part 4</b></i><br />
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<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-56123855263110024952012-05-09T22:49:00.001+08:002012-05-21T00:32:03.164+08:00As The Spirit Holds Back (Part 2) - March 2007 - April 2008<i>Part 2 comes in, and what I wanted to say, this is about the start of something new - You could see some insights on what it's like to enter the adult life, the moment when you begin to move out from your school mentality. I could still remember how artists like Justin Timberlake, Evanescence, Linkin Park and Avril Lavigne had the best songs of those days. </i><br />
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I entered the National Service camp on March 18, hoping time to pass by fast, and everything else to be smooth without much troubles. I didn't exactly stay in that camp for the three whole months, instead I left the camp 2 months after I entered the camp's perimeters. I wasn't the only one in my known group to be in that camp, Hui Hwa, Kristin, Jasper, Ken, Xiao Tim, Julian and Michelle were staying there too. Can't really talk to the girls more because we tend to be restricted to interact with them.<br />
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In the beginning, I thought that I wasn't going to be homesick as I enjoyed chatting with the Malay newly met teammates in my block, which gave me the title as Block A's captain. And slowly that depressing feeling came into me a few days after the beginning. Just imagine, after having your hair being cut bald, dealing with various people who had different attitudes, facing the soldier's ragging experiences, and even facing possible <i>office politics</i> as many will gossip behind you as a leader. Most of the time, in the name of discipline, everyone is evil.<br />
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But I did learned things there, more than what the Character-building classes has got to offer. I remembered this Malay guy in my block, who wishes to be with the Chinese and even intended to learn our culture. He applauded me several times even in front of the masses on how I am able to mix up with other races, and how tolerant I was with the other leaders (Block B's leader, my Company's commander, Boy's Leader and Camp Commander are all Malays). I really wanted to meet him and see how he is today.<br />
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At the same time, I met someone who was bright. I first knew him during a <i>Malam Kerohanian</i> debate where he spoke and argued his words carefully and with charisma. And since then, through a series of small chats, we became friends. Our topics were not just about our everyday lives in the camp, we also did chatted about politics and economy, which was quite new to the naive me. As a result, he partially brought me to who I am today. His name is Peter of Sandakan, from one of the blocks on the other side of the camp.<br />
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April 2007 arrived and during the midst of a mock election in the camp, I left the camp. One of the Indian teammates in the camp, Loges, took over my title. I remembered the laughter he brought into our camp, for he was indeed a funny lad. There was once he went into our Chinese group while we were resting, he told us a joke with some Chinese context in it, he did well in entertaining us.<br />
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Despite certain memories I took away from the camp, I don't really miss them much. I just want to leave the camp for good. There are better things await me outside there. Yes, I do really want to keep in contact with some individuals I crossed paths with in that camp, but once I returned to my home, I lost the contact lists. My efforts of collecting their contacts and Friendster profiles had gone down the drain.<br />
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<b><i>UPDATE:</i> </b>I just bumped into this recently. The skinny, baldy me in 2007 was featured there. I can still remember the names of some faces there.<br />
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<b>Cell Group and The Travel to Labuan</b><br />
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The reason why I left National Service was because of the offer letter I received from Labuan Matriculation College. I would fly to Labuan in May 2007 - a decision which I would later regret. The A2s I obtained in my Physics and Chemistry were the fuels that encouraged me to continue the Science Stream, while I did thought of going for a teaching course.<br />
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Elsewhere, I knew there are already people leaving Tawau for their own destiny. And this reminded me that the world had already revolved as soon as I left myself from that camp. When I returned to my cell group during the last week I was in Tawau, those friends whom I usually met every Fridays, some of them already began their college days. The atmosphere was no longer there, not much of an excitement when compared to the 2006 days.<br />
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Fredrick and Silviana went for UCSI in KL, while Lucas was preparing himself for a Foundation course in INTI Putatan, Sabah.<br />
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However, the happy thing was - I got my first phone, the Sony Ericsson W700i. Its price was similar to today's (May 2012) Samsung Galaxy S Mini. Well, Nokia, to me, was too mainstream, therefore I went for the Walkman series. It was an absolutely great phone, with the music quality that excites you with the right beats.<br />
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<b>Stranger Island</b><br />
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This first hand experience was me living in a strange world for the first time. Labuan may have a similar landscape like Tawau's, but being in a distant world means you are starting something all over. But I was never alone, there were a few ex-classmates like Hui Hwa, Isaac, Colbert, Catherine and Dayang who were actually in the same college with me. Peter, whom I met in National Service, even went with me. We were later neighbours in the dorm.<br />
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The first places I went were Ujana Kewangan<i> (Financial Park)</i> and UJ (I can't remember the actual name). Before I moved into the campus, I stayed in the rooms of the Church of our Holy Saviour (COHS), who was under the eyes of my Youth pastor, Rev. David. I remembered the first days I went into the campus dorm, it was horrible. Just imagine, if you are living in a messy room with many dusts around. There were no toilets, as everybody have to share one public toilet outside, which was not well-maintained and dirty. Ironically, the outside landscape of the campus looks promisingly beautiful. There's not even WiFi and Hotspots for laptop users to interact with the Internet, and safety is not guaranteed. I wonder if there are students in the current batch who dares to bring his iPad or iPhones there. Our Chinese community even formed a <i>Rukun Tetangga</i> group of ourselves twice to search for laptops.<br />
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The only subject I always scored there is English. It is always a tradition I usually do to impress my teachers and lecturers back then. My progression in Science and Maths screwed up when extra tutorials and lessons were brought in every single week. I began to get left behind ever since we entered the topic of Quantum theories from Chemistry and Physics, and harder versions of algebra continued to strangle my mind alive all at the same time. Nevertheless, the only best achievement was a Band 4 in MUET.<br />
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Sometimes, in the midst of those busyness among the hardworking students there, I tend to question this, <i>"Are our lives meant to be like that?"</i> I mean seriously, these students are like zombies, we tend to have less time enjoy ourselves under the sun, instead, they have their books and exercises as their daily companions. Imagine people who have to work their asses day and night without even a chance to reflect their lives and their surroundings and what actually matters in life. To me, I don't see a meaning within this sort of lifestyle. It only reflects the working world that we will soon get into.<br />
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Despite the depressions I'd been through there, I got to know some people, particularly from Sarawak. The best friends I met there were Anthony Ting, Jee Tah, Simon Siaw and Peter. They are usually the ones whom I hanged out with. Good for them as they passed and moved on into university. I did stayed in contact with some of them, unfortunately the shift from Friendster to Facebook had erased some of the contacts.<br />
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Most of them are passer-bys of my life. I know. But they reflected how my colourful my life is. I know they were a few more pictures in my old laptop which can't be retrieved out. I still keep the Lecture 1 Tutorial 4 red T-shirt, though parts of its colours and materials are already worn out. Despite the fact, I don't really feel much nostalgic about the KML days, especially the results I faced and some inconveniences and miseries I went through there. It was a wrong academic decision for me to go there. I could have go for TESL instead. But the past is past, and it's already been written. I can only look at them and smile.<br />
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Part 3 will be about leaving KML and a new journey to Taylor's College, which today is known as Taylor's University. I have to stop as I'm now working on my current assignments.<br />
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<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-17658302930898728392012-05-07T23:18:00.000+08:002012-05-07T23:58:12.554+08:00As The Spirit Holds Back (Part 1): After Secondary School Life (Dec 2006 - March 2007)<i>I would say that it is 5 months ago since I updated this old page. And most probably this would be the most inactive times I'm going to update this blog. Sooner or later, days of busyness arrive and I may not have much of the luxury of time to do such a thing. I want a simple life, with sufficient food and abundance. Some people will choose stress for the lucrative money, but selling your soul to that reward may result in tremendous regrets. Well, it depends on situation after all.</i><br />
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And within these 5 months, many things happened. I did not update on another more recent photoshoot I did in Tawau. I did not update my Chinese New Year 2012 moments, which I didn't really expect much, and I did not even share about my days returning back here. In fact, I was too busy with offline and college stuff, undergoing the last days of my university life, before setting myself into the internship days, and get graduated sooner after that.<br />
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<i><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">I would like to dedicate this post to all the people whom I know in my post-secondary school days, and those whom I'd left their lives from. I did cherish them till the end. </span></i><br />
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<b>After SPM (2006)</b><br />
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Back then, I was a homely boy, stressed in school, a rounder in tuition classes in the afternoons, and an MSN chatter at night. It was the days when Nokia and Sony Ericsson dominated the mobile phone market, when the N Series began fascinating the public. Friendster was the Facebook of that time, and MSN Messenger was the primary online free communication tool before Skype, Whatsapp, Line, Viber and FB Messenger even existed. Mozilla Firefox and Internet Explorer were the main choices before Google Chrome appeared, and Jay Chou, Hoobastank, Click Five, Evanescence and Good Charlotte were the popular ones, to name a few, compared to today's Justin Bieber, Nicki Minaj, Flo Rida, Katy Perry, Rihanna and Taylor Swift.<br />
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Those were the days.<br />
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The year was 2006. The month was December. Our SPM examinations were over after our Biology paper was done. Despite the fear of failure embedded into our hearts, laughters and shouts of joy were expressed as the final minutes of the exam was already the past. I looked at my classmates for the last time in our uniforms, guys like us were in the white-green attire with the school necktie on our necks, while the ladies were wearing either the baju kurung or a blue pinafore. As I walked away from SM St. Patrick as a Form 5 student to my blue Proton Wira, I bid those friends I studied with under one roof farewell, hoping I can see them in the future.<br />
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This photo was the taken during the 2006 Teacher's Day celebration, and was from Eevee's Picasa album, <i>thank you for still maintaining this piece of memory</i>.<br />
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To this date, some of us are still studying, as I am in my final semesters now, while some are already have their own jobs and career. The author of<a href="http://lycayenne.com/"> Lycayenne.com</a>, Yen Ching, who was once a well-known blogger, had ceased her online activities as she is now an interior designer. And with the rest like Eevee herself, she is currently working as an accountant in KL. Some traveled overseas to study, like Timothy Radaha, Michelle and Guojun, and some even had a job there, like Tony Lau of 5 Mutiara in Singapore. We are slowly building our own shells since then, moving forward, while gazing backwards as time passes by.<br />
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And yes, back then I was skinny and white. But of course, today, though I'm chubbier and bigger in size, and I'd been exposed to many philosophies, experiences and knowledge within this transformation from those naive days.<br />
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Just when I thought the days being under one roof with them are over, I did met them after the last SPM days. While they were in the midst of planning certain stays in Kuhara Court and Kota Kinabalu, I eventually got to meet them in other gatherings, such as jogging, basketball games (I was just a spectator) and just some chats.<br />
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I was in a verge of changing myself for the better during those days - being oversensitive and hot-tempered due to a few chants would make me seem too selfish and scary to other people. And thankfully, these bunch of people gave me a second chance to be accepted, which in the future, I did not expect that I am slowly being one closer part of them gradually. Never did I ever expect that.<br />
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Dec 31, 2006, the end of my final year in high school. I believe my physical changes are the most when compared to the people in those pictures above. I remembered those happiness I sensed when I was in that scene. I even remembered celebrating New Year 2007 with Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith and some MSN countdowns with some random people I met in Zorpia.<br />
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I still bumped into some of them later on when I went for driving class. I crossed paths with Mei Chi, Fadhlan, Yen Ching, Tony and Ah Khiang throughout my driving lessons. And several days during that period, we even went and celebrate Khai Loong's 18th birthday.<br />
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I did cherish those times. Indeed, myself today really wanted to return to those days, where we don't really need to worry much except for our SPM results. Those unnecessary stress in the adult, working world, while our minds are beginning to understand complicating stuff such as politics, economics and societies - all of these, they reflect the current social order we are in, where stress is a constant, where the commons are segregated and being told what we should do under this paradigm <i>(Alright, I won't go deeper)</i> The only thing left are memories, with a little electronic connection from the social media to keep the relationships alive.<br />
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Then came March 2007 with our results being released to our eyes and ears. That month became my turning point in life as soon as I got my results. It was until here I could see the final peak of our fellowships under one roof, though we were long graduated.<br />
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I scored 7As, which was quite decent despite the odds of facing the pains of the Science Stream. Ms. Fanny, our physics teacher once said that failing in certain subjects are normal in Pure Science classes. There were better scorers who definitely got scholarships and I applauded them much. And after that, things began to deteriorate as some of us are leaving Tawau for their own paths.<br />
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As for my church's youth cell fellowship, I did enjoyed the fellowships with them as soon as we began meeting in Feb 2007. This picture was our 2005 fellowship before we were divided into two smaller groups. We then reunited back together in Crystal's house. All went well before my National Service days began.<br />
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I left them during the week of my birthday (March 18) for PLKN. The crossroads are already near, for my schoolmates and my youth fellowship friends are seeing my departure into the camp. I even remembered Cayenne's Friendster testimonial before entering the camp as she wished me Happy Birthday. In that message she even hoped that I would read it before entering the camp. March 2007 was indeed a turning point towards my tertiary education days.<br />
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Elsewhere, there were people began entering their new chapters of their lives. So did I. Anyway, that's all for now. The reason why I typed this out was because I felt nostalgic. So, stay tuned for the other parts.<br />
<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-75237179746737242692011-12-30T20:44:00.001+08:002011-12-30T20:44:12.491+08:002011: Looking Back<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">As 2011 fades away, I would like to say, I do enjoy every of the great moments in this year. Though it started up badly for me, this year did offer me many great fellowships, from Chinese New Year open houses, to the most recent hometown friendship gatherings. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Anyway, these are some highlights of some of my 2011 moments, randomly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Happy New Year 2012!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Since I only had a few friends back in Tawau, it would be wise for me to plan some photoshootings, and thankfully, I have a talented friend who is able to look photogenic in front of the camera. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And by the way, her name is Angela, and this is her <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/NYing-Panty/216357528411535">>blogshop (FB link)< </a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Some of you might saw this set of photos in my Facebook a few days ago, now I'm presenting you the larger resolutions.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Meantime, enjoy the pictures. There will be a second part of the photoshooting coming up, this time with another friend of mine, Tinny. It may not be satisfying to some, but do enjoy the pics. Once again, Merry Christmas!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Recently I just done playing this awesome piece of PC entertainment. And despite many critics, including myself, had condemned the developers for their decision to maintain their Modern Warfare 2 graphics and systems, I would like to say that the installation of third story is great, especially the part when you play Captain Price at the climax. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><b>SPOILERS AHEAD <i>(short sypnosis)</i></b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Altogether, you will be playing as 5 characters in the game. Well, you are Soap MacTavish at the beginning, and it's only just the part of the cinematics. While Soap was healing away from Afghanistan, your first mission begins as Derek Frost of the Delta Force, fighting in Wall Street to neutralize a jammer on top of the stock exchange, and later turning a Russian fully-armed submarine to attack its own fleet. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Later, the story continues with Yuri, a new member of the disavowed Task Force 101. He then revealed himself and how he was related to the stories in MW2 and MW1 as a close companion to the antagonist, Makarov, once. The task force escaped from an assault where Soap was trying to heal and you will be following their stories on Sierra Leone as they make their way to Makarov.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Meanwhile the European battle begins when the Russian Prime Minister's jet was hijacked. While playing as a FSO bodyguard, you'll learn the story of how the President was kidnapped by Makarov, and your character was shot similarly like how Pvt. Joseph Allen </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">a.k.a </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Alexei Borodin</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">was shot. The battle then began with chemical attacks in Britain, and you'll also fight in places like Paris, Hamburg and Prague. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Then comes the sniping mission in Prague, where Soap finally died after the team was ambushed. And when you are saving the President's daughter in the next mission, the whole Delta Force team you are playing with are wiped out. Sad case. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">THE CLIMAX happens when Captain Price and Yuri begins a final assault to attack Makarov. You and Yuri shall wear a Juggernaut suit in this, and you will kill your way up a hotel until you find Makarov. There is a thrill blazing fight between Captain Price and Makarov at the end. Price lost at first when he tried to grab a handgun near him after both men fell from a helicopter which Makarov used to escape, but the antagonist picked the gun up. The injured Yuri managed to rescue Price by shooting Makarov with a few rounds, but it seems like Makarov had took some drugs before he died being hanged by Price. The ending scene is when Price was smoking a cigar while looking at the hanging ultranationalist Russian's corpse. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The most awesome feature of the game, is it's <b>Survival </b>mode! Basically, it's all about being able to survive in every rounds the game would challenge you into. The first rounds are basically easy, but not until Level 10, where tough soldiers with AK47s step in. But no worries, there would be supports such as perks, claymores, sentry guns/grenade launchers, Delta Force squad and even various air supports to help you out, just make sure you have the money to purchase them!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I bet it is better than Treyarch's Zombie Mode. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Overall, this really made up my weekend last week. It's an awesome masterpiece, but no new ideas are generated in this edition. </span><br />
<br />excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-6670514332014450782011-11-24T19:44:00.001+08:002011-11-24T20:06:01.656+08:00Returned to Tawau, 5th Sem ended<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Finally, once again, I had returned to Tawau. It's been a while since I posted something right here. And during these days, I felt that the 5th semester was really fast. As I entered my room in my house, I felt that it's been just a week after me and my friends went for the trip to Mataking. <i>(Well, those who know me in Facebook and my photoblog in Tumbler will see the photos)</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And I feel that time passes very fast. I traveled back to study in July 30, and returned after many weeks of academics. I did bumped into new people, some from the other semesters, and gratefully, my Christian fellowship group had its number doubled when I returned. And yes, I felt that I left KL too early. I should have return around December. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Many things do happen around me too. Taken many photos too. I won't simply have much time to go through it, as I'd been engaged with many things. But in time, I will update this forgotten blog on those pictures. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Meantime, enjoy this one. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This is a recent one taken during one of my church's events. He is a singer, Tim Lim. The Christian community would know who he is. </span><br />
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<i>And meantime, I'll be back with more posts!</i>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-18950822239421614432011-09-21T15:42:00.000+08:002011-09-21T15:44:46.771+08:00Nikon! You Should Have Release Them Earlier! (Nikon J-1 and Nikon V-1 news)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, in August 2010, I'd purchased the Sony NEX-5, a brand new mirrorless interchangeable lens camera concept for the brand at that time. What made the NEX series unique was it had a full scale DSLR sensor being fitted in such a small camera. Hence, it caught my attention and surprisingly, it performs better than the Nikon D80 I had since 2009. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So far, I'm still impressed what this camera can do. However, there's a recent update in the camera market that shocked me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Nikon now releases their own version of mirrorless cameras - The V-1 and J-1! </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Link and full details: <a href="http://www.digitalcamerareview.com/default.asp?newsID=4841">here</a>)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, it is interestingly enough to know that Nikon has register themselves into the mini interchangeable camera business alongside Sony and Samsung, as well as dealing with the Micro Four Thirds of Panasonic and Olympus. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Generally, these 2 models are using a 10.1 megapixel CMOS sensor, hybrid phase and detection auto-focus system, producing 1080p HD videos and even have a 1200 fps slow-motion mode for it. And they will be sold around $649.95 (Nikon J1) and $899.95 (Nikon V1). </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As for their kit lens: Nikon announces four CX format lenses: </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, seems like it has more variables than the current NEX series' E-mount lens (3). </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This camera series will be out this coming October. And I'm still doubting, what if I fit my existing DX lenses into this camera. Most probably I would need an adapter to do so. And even if I have one, will it be </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">fully </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">in autofocus mode still? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I wish I could compare my NEX-5 to this awesome newcomer. But nevertheless, I'm still happy with my Sony. It's just that I could have go for Nikon rather than Sony if this is released last year. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I still believe that the NEX series is one great choice, though I'm a Nikon fan. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Basically, in the game, you are to manage your given players, train them to improve their attributes, making sure you have the right staffs, managing your given stadium, establish training schools for your team, and balance your decisions on the financial status you were given. This is more challenging when compared to Football Manager, for you manage everything in this online game. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, to start off, this is my team. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And I called it <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">Revolution 360</span></b> to date. There is no particular reason for me to select that name, but the first name I gave to the team was <i>"Virtual Juventus"</i> with a lack of creativity sparked in my mind. The jersey's original design was similar to Juventus when I first took over this squad. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And in case you ask how you were given a team, the answer is: When you first sign up for the game, automatically you were given choices to select the team you want to lead. You are later being introduced to the league you are competing in. I am currently in <b>Division 5, Group 250</b> in this 3rd season of the year after being promoted from <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Division 6, Group 99</span> as champions. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Your matches will be played every Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays every week. For cup matches and friendlies, your matches will be on Tuesdays and Thursdays. While private leagues (created by online managers) matches are played in the weekends. It's encouraged for users to participate in private leagues for extra credits, for you really need to generate much money in order to survive in your group. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In the previous season, I joined a private league that made me acknowledge this awesome blog called<a href="http://avoidingthedrop.com/"> Avoiding The Drop</a>. It's basically about American soccer, with some updates from the European leagues. I did not really had a great season in that league, as I'd finished 5th, however I learned what it's like to deal with tougher players. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As for players, you were at first given a set of them, and their nationality depends on where you signed up for. In this case, I signed up from Malaysia, and therefore, my starting players were Malaysians. And it's kinda funny I got the exact variable names which are from the actual Malaysian football squad. For example, I got <b>Fahmi Amer</b> as my right forward, and the name<i> Fahmi</i> is found in Khairul Fahmi Che Mat, the current Malaysian top goalkeeper. The funnier coincidence is I had names which are from Mohd. <i>Sharbinee Allawee</i> Ramli, the actual Terengganu FC goalkeeper. (the Italic highlighted words). </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Besides, you are also given a set of youth players which may be the future of your first team. Each squad you have cannot exceed more than 25 players, therefore you have to organize them well. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And if you either found some useless players in your squad, or seeing a need to purchase new players for your team, obviously, there is a transfer market for you to do business with other players. You can sell your player into an auction and pray that the minimum value you set on them will go as high as it can within a given period, or to compete for setting the highest price on your prospect at that same moment. And that explains why I got players from other nations. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now that you know how to manage your players, you also must know how to organize them well as a team. You can have flexibility in your formation setting, and sometimes, your players could even adapt themselves into other positions. For example, your right wing who has an average score of 41, can be played as a right forward with an average of 39. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Stadium and schools are great features that both provide you income and challenge your managing skills at the same time. You have to know when to purchase upgrades for your facilities in order to progress further. As for schools, you have to ensure the right amount of money being invested to the right nation. Maintenance values are the trickiest obstacles you have to deal with everytime you have to upgrade your facilities, and it's a must when you got promoted into a higher division. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now, in this new season (Sept-Dec 2011), Striker Manager introduces a new simulation where difficulty levels are increased to challenge managers to a fairer competition between teams. According to the gamemaster, the old system relies on general midfielders and attackers' placement and quality alone in a formation to win. Now, to rebalance the opportunities for two different players to win, the new simulation system focuses on formation lines and tactic attributes <i>(which also includes substitutions)</i> that determines the match like how real life football is. Besides, you can even adjust the tactics whenever you want your team to adapt them throughout the game. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Your matches are all simulated right before the game starts. Meaning, when you are informed that your game starts at 6 am today, the simulation of your game will begin after that moment. Compared to the old simulation system, the visuals are 30 minutes long and it is totally more entertaining than to see a bunch of Twitter-like game comments for 90 minutes. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Seems like there's a lot more to learn from this new system. However, the training system is still flawed and the technicians and engineers of the game are trying to fix them, while we users are currently in the pre-seasons. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Overall, among many of the online football manager games I'd tried, like Soccer Manager, Top Eleven Football Manager, etc, this is still the best, and most equal free game ever! Sure, you have to pay more for extra Golden Balls or premium statuses, but at least you are not facing inequality like the ones in Top Eleven, where you have to bid using tickets (1 available per day) just to bid for players or instant upgrades/cash. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Therefore, as long as this game's glitches are fully recovered, I'll stick to this game and I recommend you football manager fans to try this game out if you seek for online challenges. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Link: </span><a href="http://uk.strikermanager.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">http://uk.strikermanager.com</span></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-10833100921570391822011-09-15T21:20:00.002+08:002011-09-15T21:20:29.579+08:00Mataking Paradise<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Well, just a short update for now, once again. Gosh! I missed Mataking Island and the experiences with my old friends there. This is one of the photos taken over there. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-30166342640967592212011-08-14T11:24:00.000+08:002011-08-14T11:24:04.691+08:00Hiatus<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know, I did not update this site for a very long time. More updates will be coming soon. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I promise!</span>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-18674969745030842692011-06-27T01:54:00.000+08:002011-06-27T01:54:53.739+08:00He Shoots, He Scores! 10 Times In a Row!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just a short update. Anyways,</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Can't believe as a beginner in this online football manager game, I won 10 times in a row. How much I love football manager games! Haha. </span>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8037684345027092570.post-40317314671259130702011-06-25T21:21:00.000+08:002011-06-25T21:21:45.509+08:00A Pause on Blogging?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, in case you ask, why the pause? The answer is, I'm so far being engaged into other stuff. People change, you see. You and I both would understand that we tend not to do the same things constantly, right? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, one of the reasons why I got out from blogging for now is on assignments (before June 18), and now I am in Tawau, meaning there will be many photo posts coming up when it comes to gatherings. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Another reason is, my blogging time is now engaged with cyber football. Yes, I'm sure -<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"> cyber football managing</span></b>, you know, being Sir Alex Ferguson or Arsene Wenger in my laptop managing my virtual teams. Currently I'm playing Football Manager<i> (offline) </i>and Striker Manager <i>(online)</i>. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And here's a screenshot of my so-far glory in Striker Manager!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If my writer's block is gone, then I might as well review this awesome game, as well as to edit and upload the best photos of my experience with friends in outings and dinner. Till then. </span>excalade89http://www.blogger.com/profile/02200802364377686387noreply@blogger.com2