Am I Not Paying These Guys Enough?

Ok this is not exactly an emo post. I've been busy the past few days and will continue to remain so in the next few days due to assignments.

Recently there's this sense of insecurity welling up within me. An essence that has been long absent from me. Usually I remain calm and happy at all times and still am now. However there was this one single outburst of emotions on one occasion which was quite recent. Hmm.... I wanna say no more bout this, just want to add some illustrations because words aren't worth a thousand pictures. And yes I know what I'm saying =p.

Good incentives keep these guys working hard. The incentive? Not resulting in a meltdown, hence sparing their lives.

This wasn't exactly in their job description.

As someone once mentioned to me, this makes me more human-like.

"This is the art of remaining calm, Young Grasshopper"

Ok maybe I'm too egoistic to admit that this is an emo post.

The War in Australia

*buzz* Private Sim reporting in for duty sir.

Today the Malaysian club held a joint paintball event with the Singaporean club of Monash at Echucha (which is in the middle of nowhere. Imagine 3 hours' bus ride from Melbourne). So all of us gathered within the Uni compound at 5 friggin 30 a.m. But knowing Malaysians and Singaporeans, confirm late wan la. But anyway bus left at 6 friggin a.m. and we arrived like 9 something at our destination. After signing the we-don't-hold-any-liability-in-the-unfortunate-event-that you-do-die form, we were given some gay jumpers to change into. This is a little different from what I played back in Malaysia though (only T-shirt and jeans, damn macho).
Then it was a wait of A FEW DAYS before we could finally begin playing. In the meantime a portion of us managed to take some pictures.

Wei Lern, Me, Riorn and Jia Qi

Gay-looking jumpers. Oh and the reason i'm posing like that is because I had to run back into position after setting up the camera and there wasn't any space for me to stand normally.

Anyway we didn't had chance to take photographs during our matches. What a waste. Just so you all might be curious as to how we players look like fully-equipped, here's some pictures.

This is the paintball mask.

This is how all of us look like after putting on the mask.

The game is played out on many different scenarios. Eliminate all opposition in the jungle, attack/defend the fort, capture the flag with tyre bunkers just to name a few.

This blue arm band defeats the purpose of a camo outfit.


"I'm not aiming at anyone, I'm just posing for the camera."

So basically during the game, u get shot once and you're out of the game if the paint ball bursts onto you. As for me, I managed to turn into "Superman, man of steel". It's like I get barraged by tens of bullets all hitting me(vs Singaporeans and Thais with army training, damn accurate), but it just ricochets off. Still pain la but then.

One nifty way to "heal" yourself in this game is to use this. No, I'm just kidding =).

Oh mother..... head shot. "Tastes like strawberry."

Those of you all in Malaysia taking things for granted. Got super paintball facilities but all don't wanna go. All not free and postpone paintball event wtf. When I come back make sure go ok? Btw paintball in Australia is damn expensive. So don't be too trigger-happy.

Blog Filler Post

While I was busy preparing for my examinations, a certain someone sent me a url for a joke site. Being an easily distracted person, I had to check it out. Here it is: http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Malaysia

Warning: This site contains elements of racism jokes(aimed mostly at mat rempits). Please do not view if you are a Mat Rempit, Government official or find these kind of jokes distasteful. Also you must be Malaysian to understand this.



TMNET Speed Kills Ad. Ironic douz. Lorry fast only, internet slow.


But thats just some of it. I recommend viewing the section on 'Malaysia Celebrities'.

Anyway if i receive complaints eventhough a disclaimer is placed there, sorry la cannot help you. Enjoy reading, or click the X button at the top right hand corner. I'm just a guy with a sense of humor, not a racist. Hopefully I still can go back to Malaysia. Wah my first controversial post. I so scares.


This is a picture of Chinese 'slit-eyes' beagle. Reminds me of my handsome beagle.

When all of a sudden...

I woke up in the middle of the night. Precisely 2am. Hmm.... so now what?

Simple...... fix myself a midnight snack. So i came up with this.

It's 3 eggs in between 4 slices of bread and cheese. And now for my magic trick.

Alakazam!!!

Wah! where did it go to?

X-Ray of my torso after the snack.

Ok I hope this will inspire Sieu Theng to copy my idea again. Let's see you top this. Still hungry btw = ( . Would you like to have another sir? Yes please.

Edit: not so free to make a second. just added a bowl of cereal into my bowels. and now to start studying for Statistics exam tomorrow. Everybody procrastinates, right?

Cleaning Up My Closet

Hello and welcome to my blog. Opening ceremony hooray! The past Easter Holiday Week has certainly led me to refocus on my main reasons while I'm in Melbourne. As it always happens, I will usually show enthusiasm during my first few days of something (new school year, college and now Uni), but that same enthusiasm will slowly and gradually die a painful death. Consider the following diagram to help you better understand my predicament. Activities for past few weeks were weekly clubbing, casino, [insert appropriate activity], etc.... anything but study(got la but amount is negligible).

But I believed I've taken a few big steps to remedy this. Now tell me whether is this a giant step.
I managed to gain enough composure to say 'no' to my (only) pet sister Angelline to go to her clubbing event. geng mou? of course geng.....

Itulah Dia Angelline!

Ok that was hard.... phew! Then I decided to *drum roll* ........ clean my room as part 2 of Reorganizing My Life. Disclaimer: The following pictures includes elements of disgust. Please refrain from viewing if you are a clean-freak.

Before

entrance to my room. damn scary.

Files and briefcase lying on floor. Study ma...

Clothes dried but not folded. For a month.

Study desk. Not a conducive environment for studying eh?

This is my bookshelf. "I can't find my books!"- Main excuse for not studying

Clothes on floor after wearing them. Tired then take off and throw here only lo....

After

Please don't be mistaking this as a 5-star hotel room.

Wah where did all my clothes go to?

Here they are! 26cm worth of clothes folded. I've outdone myself.

Now this table so much space I can even breakdance on it.

Bonsai on my table. A little greenery to help soothe the mood while studying.

Wah bookshelf so organized!

Voila! No more clothes on floor.

Sorry la picture not so clear using handphone camera. But anyway the bottom line is: Don't MESS with me!...... However, one just cannot help but to ponder, how long will this last?