Enjoy!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
*sniff sniff* I'm touched! Raja welcomed me to the blogsphere, on his blog! Another great honour :D
The title says it all. My next blog subject: My fellow baby-monster, and also a friend who surprisingly makes the same careless mistakes as me in exams. *pukes*
But first, my bank draft awaits me.
But first, my bank draft awaits me.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Of Monty Hall and Politics
Shiang Jin's post inspired me to just humbly comment on the political hurly-burly over at Malaysia. I know little, but this is just my personal opinion.
In reply to Shiang Jin's open-ended question,
I personally think the usual rule of the game does not apply in this case. The host consists of the entire Malaysia, and a bunch of ******** ministers, and considering the host's behaviour, we have to take into consideration the vos Savant scenario. So ultimately, none will prevail as 'true' leaders.
Only if the host was certain on which door the car laid behind, would switching double chances of improved leadership, no? :D hehe..(psst! Too sensitive to speak explicitly)
Even if we were successful in obtaining the car, its efficiency will slowly but surely diminish and at the end of the day, the car would be no different from the goat. The car would even be more lethal than the goat considering its deceiving appearance. It's with this 'appearance' that the abuse of power takes place.
Nobody can withstand the temptation of power. Even a leader of utmost integrity would succumb to the devious influence of power and wealth.
You know what I think? Just exile all politicians :P That's obviously a severely biased comment. Hehe
In reply to Shiang Jin's open-ended question,
I personally think the usual rule of the game does not apply in this case. The host consists of the entire Malaysia, and a bunch of ******** ministers, and considering the host's behaviour, we have to take into consideration the vos Savant scenario. So ultimately, none will prevail as 'true' leaders.
Only if the host was certain on which door the car laid behind, would switching double chances of improved leadership, no? :D hehe..(psst! Too sensitive to speak explicitly)
Even if we were successful in obtaining the car, its efficiency will slowly but surely diminish and at the end of the day, the car would be no different from the goat. The car would even be more lethal than the goat considering its deceiving appearance. It's with this 'appearance' that the abuse of power takes place.
Nobody can withstand the temptation of power. Even a leader of utmost integrity would succumb to the devious influence of power and wealth.
You know what I think? Just exile all politicians :P That's obviously a severely biased comment. Hehe
Friday, August 22, 2008
Oh my gosh, I think Shiang Jin just read my blog
Lo ye! It is you debating with me regarding public transportation, fuel price etc, isn't it?
It's an honour to have you reading my blog lo ye. But, be careful with what you post. You know well enough what I mean. We might have made it through BTN, but blogs are silent killers.
On a more positive note, WELCOME! :D Proud to have one of Malaysia's top scorers commenting on my posts :)
It's an honour to have you reading my blog lo ye. But, be careful with what you post. You know well enough what I mean. We might have made it through BTN, but blogs are silent killers.
On a more positive note, WELCOME! :D Proud to have one of Malaysia's top scorers commenting on my posts :)
Bah
I'm no mind reader. So tell me what you're thinking.
I'm no expert conversationalist. So sometimes, start a topic.
And last but not least, I'm petulant. And my patience is wearing thin.
I'm no expert conversationalist. So sometimes, start a topic.
And last but not least, I'm petulant. And my patience is wearing thin.
43rd International Youth Camp, Korea National Commission for UNESCO-Part 1
I'm back in Malaysia! *heaves a sigh of relief* FINALLY. It's not that I didn't enjoy my trip to Korea, it's just that I funnily and surprisingly missed Malaysia as well. Which really makes me ponder whether or not I'd be capable of withstanding this feeling for a period longer than 2 weeks when I further my studies over at the UK.
Pardon the digression. I shall now blog on my best camp experience yet! hehe! I don't even know how to begin! I find it so difficult to describe it in words, and I rarely find myself lost for words. Yeah sure, I admit it was rather intimidating at the very beginning before I met the campers. All thoughts of inferiority flooded my puny mind and uncertainty just overwhelmed. I was worried whether the campers would like me, whether I'd be able to perform well whilst at the camp, and whether I was worthy of this golden opportunity.
But the moment I was ushered by the IYC committee just cleared my doubts. Their friendly smiles just warm your heart and seem to reach out to assure you that this is one camp you'd never feel left out from. And I didn't, despite being one of the ugliest looking campers! (I'd have expected people to only pay attention to the physically attractive ones, but oh well, I guess I was lucky!)
It was devastating first to be made country leader-I just didn't like the 10.30p.m. meetings when we should have instead be socialising at Open Cafe, but thank goodness it was only one night! Workshops were mind-boggling and at the same time eye-opening. For one thing, I never knew Gloucester existed-and mortifying enough, I'll be heading to the UK. Never knew it was a fishing industry, and never knew their society suffered from urbanisation threats. Until we had the workshop requiring us to debate this over-Urbanisation vs. Cultural Heritage. Apparently a 'glocal' issue. Mind you, our theme was Glocal Solidarity, Glocal Action.
We also had workshops requiring us to speak regarding local taboos, completely disregarding the boundaries of press freedom/ freedom of speech in our respective countries. I personally enjoyed this-and sharing issues over at Malaysia with others around the world, and also exchanging pieces of information with them are invaluable experiences. Through these workshops, we noticed the similarities in the problems we faced. This subsequently led to a better comprehension of a pivotal word throughout the entire camp-glocal. It dawned on me that local problems should not be solved in isolation as they aren't standing alone to begin with. Broaden our perspectives and view these issues from a global panorama-and if possible, solve it in a globally and locally favourable manner. It's pretty much the cliche phrase; think globally, act locally. If you ask me, that's perhaps one thing Dr M has been successful in doing. Despite all the cronyism, nepotism etc you name it, he has probably done it, and also inspite of the fact that he is discreetly the fifth richest man in Malaysia just by being a politician, his 'Look East' policies actually did Malaysia some good. Malaysia's PPF probably expanded-and I dare say there was both economic growth and development, though problems of income inequality pervaded. His reign is comparable to that of maybe..hmm..South Korea's Park Chung-hee. They are seriously similar in more ways than one..*chokes*
So, after a long day of workcamps-here came the even more stressful moment! The cultural performance in which I wasn't prepared for at all! However, it turned out to be a stroll along the park. The audience was very sporting and ran up onto stage almost immediately when I requested for 5 volunteers to learn the 'poco-poco'. I personally enjoyed the performance, and I hope the audience did as well :) It was rather spontaneous that I had to explain regarding poco-poco and communicate with the crowd, but experiences from college eased the process. So, yes, I thought it turned out great! Eleh, masuk bakul angkat sendiri pulak :P All credit should however go to Kim Lee for teaching me the dance! hehe! The poco-poco was so famous that the guys even danced it on 'clubbing' night during open cafe!
We were made to teach the 'poco-poco' as part of the morning exercise programme the following day. The turn out was rather impressive :) I was pleasantly flabbergasted. Am still waiting for more pics to be uploaded though. Hardly snapped any pics myself, and I'm beginning to regret that.
Am pretty much done with the first 2 days. Shall take a break now..whilst hoping for more campers to upload or send over the pictures. I miss the camp dearly. I miss the campers dearly. I hate it when we do not appreciate things enough when we have them, and begin missing them when they've been taken away from us. Absence certainly makes the heart grow fonder.
Pardon the digression. I shall now blog on my best camp experience yet! hehe! I don't even know how to begin! I find it so difficult to describe it in words, and I rarely find myself lost for words. Yeah sure, I admit it was rather intimidating at the very beginning before I met the campers. All thoughts of inferiority flooded my puny mind and uncertainty just overwhelmed. I was worried whether the campers would like me, whether I'd be able to perform well whilst at the camp, and whether I was worthy of this golden opportunity.
But the moment I was ushered by the IYC committee just cleared my doubts. Their friendly smiles just warm your heart and seem to reach out to assure you that this is one camp you'd never feel left out from. And I didn't, despite being one of the ugliest looking campers! (I'd have expected people to only pay attention to the physically attractive ones, but oh well, I guess I was lucky!)
It was devastating first to be made country leader-I just didn't like the 10.30p.m. meetings when we should have instead be socialising at Open Cafe, but thank goodness it was only one night! Workshops were mind-boggling and at the same time eye-opening. For one thing, I never knew Gloucester existed-and mortifying enough, I'll be heading to the UK. Never knew it was a fishing industry, and never knew their society suffered from urbanisation threats. Until we had the workshop requiring us to debate this over-Urbanisation vs. Cultural Heritage. Apparently a 'glocal' issue. Mind you, our theme was Glocal Solidarity, Glocal Action.
We also had workshops requiring us to speak regarding local taboos, completely disregarding the boundaries of press freedom/ freedom of speech in our respective countries. I personally enjoyed this-and sharing issues over at Malaysia with others around the world, and also exchanging pieces of information with them are invaluable experiences. Through these workshops, we noticed the similarities in the problems we faced. This subsequently led to a better comprehension of a pivotal word throughout the entire camp-glocal. It dawned on me that local problems should not be solved in isolation as they aren't standing alone to begin with. Broaden our perspectives and view these issues from a global panorama-and if possible, solve it in a globally and locally favourable manner. It's pretty much the cliche phrase; think globally, act locally. If you ask me, that's perhaps one thing Dr M has been successful in doing. Despite all the cronyism, nepotism etc you name it, he has probably done it, and also inspite of the fact that he is discreetly the fifth richest man in Malaysia just by being a politician, his 'Look East' policies actually did Malaysia some good. Malaysia's PPF probably expanded-and I dare say there was both economic growth and development, though problems of income inequality pervaded. His reign is comparable to that of maybe..hmm..South Korea's Park Chung-hee. They are seriously similar in more ways than one..*chokes*
So, after a long day of workcamps-here came the even more stressful moment! The cultural performance in which I wasn't prepared for at all! However, it turned out to be a stroll along the park. The audience was very sporting and ran up onto stage almost immediately when I requested for 5 volunteers to learn the 'poco-poco'. I personally enjoyed the performance, and I hope the audience did as well :) It was rather spontaneous that I had to explain regarding poco-poco and communicate with the crowd, but experiences from college eased the process. So, yes, I thought it turned out great! Eleh, masuk bakul angkat sendiri pulak :P All credit should however go to Kim Lee for teaching me the dance! hehe! The poco-poco was so famous that the guys even danced it on 'clubbing' night during open cafe!
We were made to teach the 'poco-poco' as part of the morning exercise programme the following day. The turn out was rather impressive :) I was pleasantly flabbergasted. Am still waiting for more pics to be uploaded though. Hardly snapped any pics myself, and I'm beginning to regret that.
Am pretty much done with the first 2 days. Shall take a break now..whilst hoping for more campers to upload or send over the pictures. I miss the camp dearly. I miss the campers dearly. I hate it when we do not appreciate things enough when we have them, and begin missing them when they've been taken away from us. Absence certainly makes the heart grow fonder.
Monday, August 4, 2008
IKETERU!
Having visited the restaurant 4 times already, I think I'm finally ready to blog on its marvellous, mouth-watering Jap food! hehe..Its food is..simply unsurpassable. And for RM98++, it is a REAL bargain.
The concept of their buffet is as such: You place your orders similarly to how you would normally during ala carte sessions, instead of grabbing small amounts of readily prepared food from counters such as in conventional-style buffets. Commonly, you'd find the food of lower quality and also certain dishes crossed out from the list. Iketeru's buffet, however, is unique in exactly this manner. I mean, they even serve hamachi! Which japanese buffet does that?!
A rough indication of the price of hamachi-one serving consisting of 5 slices would cost approximately RM65. My family would usually take about hmmm..let's see...25 slices? So, that'd amount to 5 servings. From simple arithmetics, hamachi itself would already cost RM325.
An interesting dish I have been introduced to only at Iketeru is its surf clams (forgot its name in japanese)-its texture is greatly similar to that of tako or ika, but it has an optimum tinge of sweetness to it. When served with lemon juice squeezed over it, mastication and the act of swallowing would never be more pleasurable :P
Well, obviously, one could never leave out teppanyakis while having Japanese-the beauty of having teppanyaki prepared impromptu definitely lies in the freshness of melted garlic butter with particles of grinded black pepper. The best is yet to come; Iketeru has teppanyaki for EVERYTHING! From prawns, scallops, oysters, shitake mushrooms, steak (in which I sadly choose not to indulge in), chicken, gindara (cod fish) and obviously, the never-left-behind yassai. The teppanyakis by far, top my list. I adored their teppanyaki so much that I devoured them before any pics were taken!
Well, we obviously had their makimono, in short, maki-basically just unagi maki and spider maki. I have a reputation to shunt away all 'fishy' fish-you know, those with the unbearable, foul taste. Hehe. But, their unagi was made in a way that its 'fishiness' (pardon the grammatical error) simply could not be tasted. And their spider maki, one word: CRISPY!
Lacks mastery of photography, but oh well :D
Gindara Sakamushi, I left the best for last :) The tour de france. The japanese translates to cod fish steamed in sake, and the serving is garnished with chopped spring onions, carrot shreds, a small slice of mushroom and tofu. The tenderness of its flesh is indescribable. A brilliant concoct consisting sake and a slight tinge of miso soup as its gravy will leave you licking every remaining drop of it.
The morale of the story-you really do get what you pay for. So, do your cost-benefit analysis etc, and make the right choice! :P Get yourself to IKETERU! (They should pay me for this really)
Here are some more photographs of my family and I whilst we gained a few kilos :D
The concept of their buffet is as such: You place your orders similarly to how you would normally during ala carte sessions, instead of grabbing small amounts of readily prepared food from counters such as in conventional-style buffets. Commonly, you'd find the food of lower quality and also certain dishes crossed out from the list. Iketeru's buffet, however, is unique in exactly this manner. I mean, they even serve hamachi! Which japanese buffet does that?!
A rough indication of the price of hamachi-one serving consisting of 5 slices would cost approximately RM65. My family would usually take about hmmm..let's see...25 slices? So, that'd amount to 5 servings. From simple arithmetics, hamachi itself would already cost RM325.
An interesting dish I have been introduced to only at Iketeru is its surf clams (forgot its name in japanese)-its texture is greatly similar to that of tako or ika, but it has an optimum tinge of sweetness to it. When served with lemon juice squeezed over it, mastication and the act of swallowing would never be more pleasurable :P
Well, obviously, one could never leave out teppanyakis while having Japanese-the beauty of having teppanyaki prepared impromptu definitely lies in the freshness of melted garlic butter with particles of grinded black pepper. The best is yet to come; Iketeru has teppanyaki for EVERYTHING! From prawns, scallops, oysters, shitake mushrooms, steak (in which I sadly choose not to indulge in), chicken, gindara (cod fish) and obviously, the never-left-behind yassai. The teppanyakis by far, top my list. I adored their teppanyaki so much that I devoured them before any pics were taken!
Well, we obviously had their makimono, in short, maki-basically just unagi maki and spider maki. I have a reputation to shunt away all 'fishy' fish-you know, those with the unbearable, foul taste. Hehe. But, their unagi was made in a way that its 'fishiness' (pardon the grammatical error) simply could not be tasted. And their spider maki, one word: CRISPY!
Lacks mastery of photography, but oh well :DGindara Sakamushi, I left the best for last :) The tour de france. The japanese translates to cod fish steamed in sake, and the serving is garnished with chopped spring onions, carrot shreds, a small slice of mushroom and tofu. The tenderness of its flesh is indescribable. A brilliant concoct consisting sake and a slight tinge of miso soup as its gravy will leave you licking every remaining drop of it.
The morale of the story-you really do get what you pay for. So, do your cost-benefit analysis etc, and make the right choice! :P Get yourself to IKETERU! (They should pay me for this really)Here are some more photographs of my family and I whilst we gained a few kilos :D
Saturday, August 2, 2008
*I stink at naming posts*
To be honest, my mind's an entangled universe-literally-just imagine the superstrings interlinking the four general forces and you'd ace the visualisation test.
All I know is that I need my moments of tirade, and there's no place better than this blog, is there?
I'm just disappointed with myself, to be honest. I see everyone progressing-making astounding changes, for the better, when I on the other hand, slowly but surely deteriorate into the realm of mediocrity. I've always WANTED to be different, and it is just this populist desire that makes me no different, really.
I feel as if two years of my life have been subjected to redundancy and that I've become less..driven I guess. That, however isn't something beyond salvage.
I'm sorry people, I'm just feeling slightly down in the dumps today..hehe..very rare for someone like myself, but yeah, I'm human and even the Sun would eventually run out of hydrogen and helium one day.
Throughout my entire life, the love of others has always been my motivation. I'd be ecstatic even if I just saw the slightest portrayal of love-in any form. I seemed to have absorbed their happiness. Thus, despite troughs in my roller-coaster ride, I'd look out for these miniscule, ubiquitous shooting stars on Earth-and voila, I'd be happy again. And even if I don't, I still insist on smiling. I loathe the thought of ruining someone else's day just because Lady Luck decided to take a day off away from you.
But frankly, it's difficult. I seem to live a dual-personality life, not exactly that of Jeckyl and Hyde's, but rather how Anne Frank described herself to be. Well, of course, my predicaments are nothing as compared to hers. On the exterior, I may be garrulous, cheeky and what not. But on the inside, it's a world's difference. I need some space..probably as much as I do physically considering the fact that I'm horizontally-challenged.
So if you think you understand me, think twice. Even I don't know what sort of person I am.
All I know is that I need my moments of tirade, and there's no place better than this blog, is there?
I'm just disappointed with myself, to be honest. I see everyone progressing-making astounding changes, for the better, when I on the other hand, slowly but surely deteriorate into the realm of mediocrity. I've always WANTED to be different, and it is just this populist desire that makes me no different, really.
I feel as if two years of my life have been subjected to redundancy and that I've become less..driven I guess. That, however isn't something beyond salvage.
I'm sorry people, I'm just feeling slightly down in the dumps today..hehe..very rare for someone like myself, but yeah, I'm human and even the Sun would eventually run out of hydrogen and helium one day.
Throughout my entire life, the love of others has always been my motivation. I'd be ecstatic even if I just saw the slightest portrayal of love-in any form. I seemed to have absorbed their happiness. Thus, despite troughs in my roller-coaster ride, I'd look out for these miniscule, ubiquitous shooting stars on Earth-and voila, I'd be happy again. And even if I don't, I still insist on smiling. I loathe the thought of ruining someone else's day just because Lady Luck decided to take a day off away from you.
But frankly, it's difficult. I seem to live a dual-personality life, not exactly that of Jeckyl and Hyde's, but rather how Anne Frank described herself to be. Well, of course, my predicaments are nothing as compared to hers. On the exterior, I may be garrulous, cheeky and what not. But on the inside, it's a world's difference. I need some space..probably as much as I do physically considering the fact that I'm horizontally-challenged.
So if you think you understand me, think twice. Even I don't know what sort of person I am.
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