Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Orientation
Friday, March 18, 2011
Graduation
"The road for dreams to become reality is arduous but not impossible"
Raymond Tang
At the starting line, we all prepared ourselves for the obstacles lay ahead. A journey with milestones to achieve and lessons to be learned. Though there were other similar journeys, ours is simply called Foundation in Arts.
Like all other journeys, all the participants were new and the classrooms were all too foreign for the students. Some might have experienced it beforehand but to most, it was something new and exciting to partake.
Not a class was too dull for me myself but with regards to the others, they found new challenges to face and learn by the mistakes they encounter to step forward towards a brighter future. The lecturers themselves were more than happy to present new knowledge and ideas which the students yet to grasp. Fun and study had no associated so perfectly with each other.
Hours by hours, weeks by weeks, days by days and months by months, both the staff and participants endured and enjoyed, learning various things from each other. The participants improved and gained new ways to interact with each other whereas the staff members grew wiser, giving them perspectives observed by the participants. An academic ecosystem functioned as whole to produce life in Sunway University College.
Throughout the entire year, there was frustration, anger and conflicts even. Some were not able to adapt to this strange environment and fail to proceed on. But with the assistance of both staff members and participants, they thrived. This showed that the year was not filled with sadness and animosity; joy and laughter permeated through the air.
Then came the day when the students had to face their last challenges. Fortunately, most prevailed and the staff were absolutely delighted. Today, we all made our farewells for some would leave us while the other stayed back.
And this brings us back to the starting line as we all prepare ourselves for the obstacles lie ahead.
Congratulation FIA students and I thank the staff members for being there for us throughout the year
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
ArkHam Update
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Just Lovely Thoughts ^^
Cold and wet, up in the mountains
Your absence aggravates the lonely ambiance
'Round every corner, I'm urged to call you
Emotions too great to resist your companion
'N I'm petrified for the future is shrouded with inexpectations
Wouldn't you agree with life's unfolding secrets?
Omen, great or horrible, we can't predict
Nevertheless we have dreams and hope
Gone is the doleful past and moving on with the optimistic future
Friday, March 11, 2011
Human Immunodeficiency Virus
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Shocking facts
First off - The War of Oaken Bucket
In 1325, there were two cities went by the name Modena and Bologna in Italy. One day, people from Modena invaded Bologna and stole a bucket of the city. Ruining their pride, the people of Bologna decided to start a war against the Modena. Thousands were killed and the war proceeded for 12 years. In the end, the Modena prevailed. Even now, the bucket still resides in Modena.
This is one of the hilarious wars in history. Honestly, the war started all thanks to a bucket. It's plain stupidity and embarrassment.
Secondly - The Sambia tribe
For this seemingly typical tribe in New Guinea, when boys enter maturity, they are encouraged to leave their family and live in a lodge full of bachelor men. In here, the boys are taught how to...erm....well, put it in simple word, blowjob other males. To this tribe, swallowing another man's semen is considered an act towards adulthood. It will help these young boys (emphasis on the young) to become a real man. Several fellatios follow everyday in the lodge. Surprisingly, even with all these homosexual activities, they are still stimulated to women. This goes to show that, most gays are born naturally. ^^
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Movie Review - Casablanca
Monday, March 7, 2011
My Second ^^
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Aromatherapy
Chapter 2: Bloody Bitch
Dealing with an undead being was not easy. First of all there was the foul breath. It’s like these zombies never heard of breath mint. I would puke if I didn’t have to hold back the tremendous strength. However, breath was still tolerable as compared to the pus-excreting skin. While trying to defend myself from that seemingly unrelenting bite, I had to grip tight onto both arms. For some reason, the skin was stripping off with coagulated blood and pus staining my hands. It was utterly repulsing. Of course, the hideous facial feature beat the rest to top. I couldn’t even look at it for more than 3 seconds.
Anyway, its saliva was dripping onto my cheeks. It was somewhat similar to an irritant because I felt uneasy as soon as the drool hit my face. Thank God I didn’t swallow any of it. Who knew what would happen to me if I did. Unwillingly to turn into a zombie, I decided to kick its abdomen, sending it flying towards the wall behind it. I spat at the ground after realizing the disgust I just experienced.
The zombie, then, began picking herself up but her neck tilted to one side. It seemed the impact against the wall broke her neck. I didn’t know I had it in me. Without giving it the advantage to ambush me again, I grabbed my 5.5litres water bottle (or tank) and smashed it onto that ugly face senseless. Blood splattered everywhere and some onto my shirt (CURSE YOU!!!)
A couple of beatings later, I stopped seeing the bloody mess I had made on her face. Now, she became uglier. I let out a few pants and sighs. Overwhelmed by what I just did, I couldn’t believe fiction had become reality. Zombies had crossed the boundaries of media. Now, they were rooming my condo or probably the entire world. Information was vague. There was no news or whatsoever last I checked on the net. Could zombies arise within a night just like that?
That was an answer I had to wait because the female zombie was reaching out its hand towards my thigh. According to all the zombie movie I’d watched and games I’d played, I was supposed to severe its brainstem, thus, killing it (again?). But there were films illustrating that even if one decapitated its head, the head would still be alive. I knew since I did a report on zombies on received a decent mark for it.
As for now, more smashing was required. As more blood splattered the wall around me, the bitch was still moaning. Enough was enough! I decided to drag her over the balcony and threw her over the railings to please my sore hands. There was a long silent until...SPLASH!
It hit the ground hard. Brain matter flew everywhere and that put a smile on my face. But I was still covered in goo. A bath was needed. Still, I was satisfied that I killed my first zombie. That satisfaction ended when I heard the next shambling across the hall. It was the boyfriend.
It was de javu to me but hey, only the strong shall survive~
Friday, March 4, 2011
My first vBlog ^.^
Thursday, March 3, 2011
So it begins; now it ends
( Battle of English)
At the start of this whole trepidation, there was the Battle of English. The journey began with me stuck in a cob of webs, not literally of course. There was a comprehension on how Hiroshima suffered during WW2. Quite a massacre perhaps but that wasn't the horrible. What was horrible was the need to explain Korean culture (RAWR!!!). I stuck at its cobwebs for several moments as I tried to use my saber to chop it to pieces. I have no animosity against Korean but I know NOTHING...NADA about the culture except for their delicious Kimchi. The monstrous arachnid in this battle is the essay (as usual). At least, this time, I managed to reach my conclusion without a minute to spare.
( Conquest of the Field of Business)
On the same day itself (which was yesterday), I need to defeat and conquer the Field of Business. On this field, the major problem I had to deal with are Marketing (the unsteady boat with minimal firepower) and Management (the seemingly hungry croc). Apparently, I installed enough firepower in my brain to kill every single croc I found in the raging river of Business. For this paper, I need to crap as much as possible and hopefully I hit the jackpot among those craps (good luck to the lecturer on this). WHAHAHAHAHA~
And it came to Psychology, my future degree course. It is the study of human behavior and mind and like the dense tropical jungle in Malaysia, psychology comprise of thick woods and arduous passage which can be confusing sometimes. Unlike the lessons in degree course, the psychology I had learned in my foundation was rather...a small garden-sized jungle. Honestly, it was quite easy to pass through this enigmatic forest. There were the frequent bothersome weeds in the way but overall, you don't need the crystal skull to reach El Dorado for this one.