Oh brave new world!

Oh large, unintimidating libraries,
Oh-so-helpful librarians,
Oh! So infinitely (pronounced in-fayh-night-lee) empty places of discussions.

Allow me to break into song (and something bearing resemblance to poetry) as I describe the pin-drop silence of Nilai IUC's library. Here, there's no need for any Silent Zones. The people here can thankfully shut up. More than I might like them to shut up actually.

Anyway, I have found, Eric Arthur Blair aka George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four there. Yes, the book I have been lusting after for so long has chosen to have an intimate relationship with me for 2 weeks. This is more than I can take of course, for just a few days of rigorous workovers with 1984 is enough to leave my eyes watering and body shaking with satisfaction.

My carefree days are going to be over, as I will be studying for 4 hours a day starting from this Monday. Some Math lecturer suddenly decided to come on that date.

1984 details the sufferings of 19th Century man, Winston Smith, who has been plagued by very serious problems, one of which includes thoughtcrime(read the book). Displeased with the life he leads, he comes to believe the existence of a revolutionary group which rises among the commoners (proletariats) and strives th find a way to join them and overthrow the current, oppressive, totalitarian government of Oceania, ruled by The Party. Along the way, of course, he indulges in the forbidden fruits which were, of course, forbidden by the government. Among which includes hating Big Brother, the all-enigmatic-and-all-powerful leader of The Party, sex (duh!!), love (doubleduh!!), and eating pure chocolate. Finally.....

READ THE BOOK FOR YOURSELF!!!
This comes highly reccommended for avid readers who have really subversive ideas and/or want to see for themselves the relevance of today with the past, which has quite accurately been predicted by Orwell.

I shall end this post with a verse from 1984.

'Under the spreading chestnut tree,
I sold you and you sold me.'
-Nineteen Eighty-Four, George Orwell

A friend in need is a friend, indeed

The Internet here is sooo bloody slow.





I cannot believe this, I can't do filesharing (to you, it's called piracy), blogging (to you, it's typing rubbish) and chatting (to you, it's wasting time laughing at the computer screen).

And guess what, if I want better connectivity, I have got to pay RM144 for 3 months. Don't ask me whether it's worth it or not, heck, my NEIGHBOUR gives free connectivity (no encryption and passwords..).

I thought the wireless in the room was supremely shitty, turns out the wireless throughout the campus was a joke. Well, probably because they don't want students surfing graphics (ahem) and information intensive websites. But at least include blogging and emailing lahhh.

I will most certainly go back for the weekends to publish entries.

First things first:

1. The lecturer for my Maths class isn't here. It is going to be like this for 2 weeks. Double bugger. And in the end, they will be squishing all our 2 weeks worth work into the remainder of the semester.
Seems like there are a lot of empty positions here.
2. My class consists of people from different courses. Meaning, we have people taking different diplomas (i.e. E and E, Mechatronics, und so weiter). As it is the May intake, we don't have huge classes of students doing the same programme, so we're basically a mixed up bunch.
3. Since I have studied A Levels for more than 4 months, the Physics classes won't be much of a problem.........for now.
4. The people here are really diverse and multi racial. And the best part is, their England ain't that good save for the foreign students. But nevertheless, life is a learning process. I will learn to speak the languages. Of Cantonese and Mandarin.
5. Some really great friends of mine had allowed me to use their Nilai Accounts. And so the internet speed is rather surpassing that of the normal rubbish.

Thank you!!

No poop...!

Yeehawww!

I hold the very power to War and Peace. Haha, just kidding, it's a title of a tome I got from my friends. Hot damn, War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy, is like a blessed history lesson told in the perspective of many historical (duh!) figures of the old times. No more falling asleep when it concerns history. My Wiki is going to be filled with history searches. You cannot stop me!!

And I also have been taken on a journey Out of the Silent Planet. Yet again, its a short novel by C.S. Lewis, one that I have been 'murdering' to get ever since mine eyes chanced upon a (yet another) Wiki article about space travels. Hell, H.G. Wells is the new Stephen King for me now. So move over, sister.

Then again, my animalistic thirst for books would not be satiated had it not been for the few people who actually bought the books (and forgot to peel off the price tags??) and gave them to me. So thank you, generous mortals, once again.

Menilai (judging)

Ahh, the emancipation from the dreadful bloodsuckers (mosquitoes). The carbon sinks (green trees) surrounding me. The short distance from apartment to academic buildings. An expensive and utilised-only-by-the-rich gym.

Sweet bliss has a new name: Nilai IUC.

Say good bye to 8 hours of non-stop and mind-numbing education. Hello 4 hours of core subjects. (and an additional dunno how much hours of stupid LAN)

Cannot wait for my first taste of something so sweet this Friday. Something like liquefied honey. Wait, have I mistaken chlorinated water for milk and honey?

PE6 Allstars

The duds at KFC SJ

That's quite a tribute to PEE6.

Doodle Noodle

Whee. Played fool's ball today. No, it was fooseball. Well, it costed quite a pretty penny (che, don't read this..) but never fear, accosting and threatening John made it a point to beat his change ( circa RM2, and don't say CHEAPSKATE out aloud now)out of Roshan, Kelvin, Ming Guan and Ken Vin. (albeit quite unsuccessfully)

Somebody broke a 'man' and made my life a living hell. That was so selfish of you, whoever you are. I will report you to Mr. Albert Low tomorrow. Haha, that was a joke. I have no idea who the hell it was. But I do know now, that a player must not spin a 'man' at over 360 degrees ever so violently, or they risk fucking up other people's games.

Edgar Allen Poe's stories are brilliantly told, if you can understand it's England (actually, Mr. Poe was American). Even if you are not as adept at catching certain phrases like "hypochondriac" or "phantasm" or "presentiment" or "epoch", a dictionary can always stand to correct you. (not literally..) So, it is just a matter of getting off your lazy posterior and getting that Collins or Oxford. It does not have to be a tome, I have got a pocket one. (not that it fits in my breastpocket or pants-pocket)

One of the most irritating and irking phrases I seem to encounter these days is, "You're leaving already, Why do you care??!!"
Spoken mostly by one of my most irritating friend/classmate whom I will not name here. You seem to make a pleasant nuisance of yourself, don't you? He-who-must-not-be-named. (obviously too much of Harry Potter's "pwefessuh"s and "Pottuh"s)

Countdown: 4 more days before uprooting myself into uncharted wilderness. Shall the land there be flowing with milk and honey, or will it be leaking putrescently sweet poison?

"The truest form of happiness lies in working hard and living frugally."
--Napolean, Animal Farm

And no, I am not a communist.

My 'sincerest' of apologies

My heartfelt apologies go out to Timothy, Ko, Marcel and Joanne.
"I have made you miss the train by 2 minutes just because you all decided to wait for me. Very very sorry."

Now if you (think you) know me quite well, you know that was not sincere. I am a real a-hole when it comes to apologies sometimes. Beg your pardon and forgiveness.

Yeah, right, no big deal missing a train right? Except that that jerk-off of a train was KTM. Yes, gasp now, foolish mortals. And shut up and continue listening (reading) to what I have to say.

Like I was saying, that wanker of a train was delayed for quite some time. This speaker (typist) think it was because of a derailment earlier in the day on the Seremban line. Somewhere around 3 pm actually. Thank God those guys agreed to wait for me until 6.30 pm as they 'lepak'ed earlier and could have left earlier to Lee Lian's palace.

Bottomline: Do not take your chances with century-old-inefficient-rubbish-like public transportation like KTM. Komuter Tanah-bloody Melayu. What does that tell you? KTM has been around since the blessed colonial days.

And thus I met the legendary: Joanne Lim!!! Another rubbish heaper-talker like Ko and Daniel and apparently, Tim. Keep up the great work Joanne.

I had only spent less than 2 hours at the Kong Palace. The time I had there was great as the atmosphere was heady and sweltering hot unlike the dream house/mansion Lee Lian was getting me to picture in her leaflet of invitation. But I had quite a blast (of heat) there. Happy belated birthday, Lee Lian (currently 18 years and 1 week old).

I'd like to thank Andrew, Sue Wei's bf for ferrying us all around from the KTM station to the house and back. Nice car bub.

No pictures of the party however. I plan to keep this blog's virginity i.e. not pollute it with private and confidential pictures. Ask Ken Vin for pics. Not I.

On another note, Roshan, I admire your tenacity in bonding with Lee Lian's girlfriends. No one could have bigger balls than you. (as a figure of speech..)