Saturday, March 29, 2008

A not so poem after all...

Okay. This sounds like a poem but it is not a poem which I felt like it is like a poem but the writer says it is not. The writer for this not so poem after all is Ng Wai Sie a.k.a. Y.C. and its sort of a love poem. Wooooooo....

Here Goes:


I blame everything on Serotonin


How is it possible that the love of my life brings me so much pain?

So much so that you're all i think about at night before i fall asleep,

Heck i think of you all the time, perpetually in fact,

Everything i do or say reminds me of you,

While I eat, sleep, walk, run, jump... indulging in a game of badminton... you name it I've done it

You even dominate my dreams and turn them into moving images of terror,

Sometimes i wonder,

Why did i ever fell for you?

You were never an attractive lot,

My parents and friends always said that you were bad for me,

Made me change into something I'm not.

But did i ever listen?


Instead i stood by you all this time.

As the days progress,

I find that the topic of my speech has lost all content but you,

Every syllable i utter relates to you,

I even somehow plan my day around your needs,

Attending to your every whim,

Never once thinking of my own.

You conversely has been ever taking, never giving.

Have you ever reciprocated my sacrifice with affection,

Occasional words of care, maybe a single stalk of flower,

just to brighten my days, give me some hope and motivation?


Your like a constant source of stress,

like a leech in my neck,

a pain in the butt.

Yes, I am fed up,

Yes, I am exasperated,

Yes, I feel like throwing in the towel,

But I'm not about to do that for one simple reason,

I LOVE YOU too much


~Ng Wai Sie~

Well, that sums up my love life for architecture too. Please comment!

Friday, March 28, 2008

Little details in life.

"We always see the details which we can see but always ignore the little details which are the most important in life."
~Aaron Chew Wei-Li~

I hope this quote written by me is meaningful to all. I don't usually write things which are useful to you all nowadays so its time for me to show my wisdom. Just kidding.
Thoughts are important. It expresses the feelings and the experiences we face each and every single days that passed ever so quickly. Life nowadays is just too fast. In a blink of the eye and it is already going to be June and another, the year 2009. As we all bury ourselves in assignments, in work, or even in playing our little games. How many little details in our life have we missed? Do you remember all the little details who made you who you are today? Or has time changed you to a different person? Or have you forgotten who you are?

As life pass us by quietly as the mice creeps in the darkness, we need to stop, think and enjoy what God has given to us. No, I am not a preacher nor a philosopher. I am just a thinker. Someone who is just like everyone else. Flesh and skin cover my bones and my insides filled with imperfections. Who dare say they are perfect? Is it you? Or you? I definitely am not a perfect person. Its time to wake up from the dreams that we want and to live the dream by achieving it. The little details in our life cannot be hindered or forgotten. Because it is the little details who make you, YOU and me, ME. All the pain and happiness that we been through, those are the little details... Those are the things that makes you unique in every way. When in sorrow, take it, embrace it, mould it into something that is positive and makes you stronger in life. Life as it is, is not perfect. There are many people out there who either love us or hate us. It may not sound right, but we have to love everyone.

But I am indeed grateful with the little details in my life. Thank God for the friends I made in SABD.
Last sem, I have shyts to deal with friends
But this sem, I have friends to deal with shyts!
- Hau Yee. (2008)

They are really a blessing in disguise. We help each other face all loads of Shyts. Especially the ones dealing with my recent assignment. *CLICK* to see what I mean. They are the little details which makes my life worth living. Thanks Guys.

Our nightmare...... We all share the same nightmare...

His face scares me...

We have ice-cream together... *Don't mind the rein-ass (the tallest one), me thinks he is a bit problematic in the head. Ask him to look at the camera and he looks at his ice-cream.

We cam-whore together....

Screamed our heads off together..

Got our nails painted green for a good cause together....

Even got ourselves a group name. A.K.A Lameville

Another little detail which God provided me with is.....

Of course, My special girl..

Yep yep... Though she is like so far away from my me... She is still the little details who made me, ME. Thank God for her.

And not to forget... The wonderful family God has provided for me. They have definitely guides and formed me the most. Who I am today is all thanks to their love and care.

Yes, our world may not be perfect but God has provided us with the little details in our lives. Whether it be our family, our friends or someone special. This post is dedicated to all the special people in my life. Thanks for being there. Thanks for being my little details.. If you feel that I left you out. Don't be.. Its just cause I can't find the pictures. :P

Well, April is coming in just a few days time. Time just flies doesn't it? I can't wait for my three months holiday...


Monday, March 24, 2008

Easter post..

Happy Easter to all my friends whether you are overseas or back home. Just remember that Easter Sunday is not the only day where we remember what Christ had did for us on the cross and His resurrection on this day but it is a daily thing. It is everyday that we give our thanks and our love to Him. For He is our Christ, our love, our savior and our Lord. Our friend, our comforter and our peace. Remember this in your heart everyday. Remember, He gave us life, that we may live it to the full. Be glad and be thankful for all He has Done for us. God bless Us all.. Happy Easter!

Sorry... No post yet...

HAHa... Been too busy these few days with life, with assignments and so on. SO, I am so sorry if there are no new posts.. At the mean time, enjoy Jeff Dunham... I love his act... Enjoy!!

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Once upon a time there was this girl who had four boyfriends.

She loved the 4th boyfriend the most and adored him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.

She also loved the 3rd boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.

She also loved her 2nd boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.

The girls 1st boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!

One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."

Thus, she asked the 4th boyfriend, "I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No way!", replied the 4th boyfriend, and he walked away without another word.
His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.

The sad girl then asked the 3rd boyfriend, "I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"No!", replied the 3rd boyfriend. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry someone else!"
Her heart sank and turned cold.

She then asked the 2nd boyfriend, "I have always
turned to you for help and you've always been there for me.
When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"
"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd boyfriend. "At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave."
His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.

Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."
The girl looked up, and there was his first boyfriend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect.
Greatly grieved, the girl said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"

In truth, you have 4 boyfriends in your lives:
Your 4th boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.
Your 3rd boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth.When you die, it will all go to others.
Your 2nd boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.
And your 1st boyfriend is your Soul. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world.
However, your Soul is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go.Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.

Thought for the day:Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.
Pass this on to someone you care about - I just did.
Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections.

- Johnson-

Thank you Johnson for the wonderful story.

A story worth telling...

One day I decided to quit...
quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality... I wanted to quit
my life. I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
"God", I asked, "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"

His answer surprised me...
"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"

"Yes", I replied.

"When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good
care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on
the bamboo." He said.

"In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit." He said.

"Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall. It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."

He asked me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots". "I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you."
"Don't compare yourself to others."
He said.
"The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful."
"Your time will come", God said to me.
"You will rise high"

"How high should I rise?" I asked.

"How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.

"As high as it can?" I questioned.

"Yes." He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can."

I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you. Never, Never, Never Give up. For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an opportunity.
Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is, tell the problem how Great the Lord is!
Heavens door open this morning, God asked me... My CHILD... what can I do for you?" and I said "Daddy please protect and bless the one reading this story.

P.s.: Darren, the bamboo in this story, its not Y.C.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Eventful Day.. Marlene's Wedding dinner (Part 2)

I reached home at about 3 p.m. from the site visit, *CLICK*, which is actually the previous post and I rushed into the shower to get myself cleaned up. Had to scrub the mud off my jeans and legs. I had to get myself looking presentable for my cousin, Marlene's and he husband's Jag's wedding dinner. We last met in the year 2005 when me and my family went to Melbourne for our holiday in June. Hmmm... If I am not mistaken, Jag had more hair back then. HaHa. Well, it was nice seeing them again. Marlene is one bubbly cousin of mine and is the youngest daughter of my aunt Rose. Since I missed sooo many of my cousin's wedding, I am glad I can attend hers since I am in K.L. and since its a weekend, I felt it was great I can meet my cousin, my Uncle and aunt. Left the house about 430 p.m. with Bryan to meet my Uncle Joe and Aunt Rose at Concorde Hotel where they are staying before going to the dinner..

I know this will sound a bit sakai but its my first time using the smart tunnel to get to Kuala Lumpur. SO I took the opportunity to snap a photo of it while I was driving. Indeed, the time used was shortened but I still arrived at the hotel in 45 minutes due to getting lost in K.L. city for almost 20 minutes.

Waiting for Aunt Rose at the lobby..

Being an architect student, I was restless and decided to walk around the lobby snapping some photos of the interior of the hotel.. Concorde hotel is a very nice hotel to visit.
The dinner was at 630 p.m., so since we were early, Auntie Rose asked us to wait with them in their room. The rooms at Concorde Hotel was kinda small. Maybe its because of the limited space and since it is in the city, I am guessing it is kinda expensive to stay in for the night. Met up with Uncle Francis at about 615 p.m. and together we walked to the restaurant (which I found out later called Saloma) was about 3-5 minutes walk, behind the hotel.

The restaurant was located next to the Malaysian Tourism Center.. I wonder why my college didn't bring us here to visit.. This building reminds me of the British Colonial Age in Malaysia more than 50 years ago.

The wedding party..

The place I thought the wedding dinner will be held..

From left: Me, Marlene, Jag, Bryan

So, since this it the first time I was invited to a mix wedding, I didn't know what to expect. Since Jag has more family members and friends here compared to Marlene, I thought we were going to have an Indian style wedding dinner. Well, Marlene was wearing a Sari so I assumed that it will be an Indian wedding.

Photographer snapping family photos and me snapping him snapping them..

I for one thought that the dinner was going to start at 630 p.m. but when Marlene greeted us, she said that dinner will be at about 7 and while waiting, we should have some "Nibblies" which I guess is little tidbits or snacks in the Aussy slang, before the dinner. Hmmm... Aussy slang.. Cool... So we waited and met up with another cousin, Belinda and we talked. Such a unique experience. Instead of everyone rushing into the dining hall like in Sibu, we chit-chatted while we waited and Mini "Orders" were served with soft drinks or grape juice in wine cups before being welcomed into the dining hall. Everywhere I looked, there were a few Chinese but many Indians. Beautiful and colorful Saris everywhere. Everyone was happy especially Jag's two sisters whom were all walking about welcoming everyone. I don't remember Malaysian's culture having "orders" or chit-chats. My mindset about wedding dinners had always been sitting in the dining hall and just watched the night go by. So this to me is a tad new but its so fun...

Uncle Joe and Belinda..

Aunt Rose and some of Uncle Joe's relatives.

So it was close to 7 and then suddenly 4 Indian men in traditional costumes started banging on drums and shouting. They were welcoming the bride and groom into the dining hall and to tell all the guest that it was time for dinner and welcomed us all into the dining hall for the night's event.

Everyone entering the dining halls

They continued for a while and it really makes the mood very cheery..

Jag's Older sister.. Being the Emcee for the night.

Marlene's friend dedicating the song "If I ain't got you-Alicia Keys" to the newly weds
Her voice is nice... Clear and sounds a bit like Alicia Keys..

The name of the restaurant and in the Silver box, there are some Indian goodies... Mmmmm~~


1st dish.. Well, the rest I didn't take pictures of because everyone was eating so it looked kinda rude.

Jag's cousins advising Marlene on how to "look after" Jag. Yhe guy reminds me of the Itailian Mafia... Don't know why....

Jag and Marlene giving their thanks and speech. And they thanks mostly, Their parents..

So sweet.

The parents..

Which was nice.. Can't imagine how many people will do the Yam Seng. HAHA.

The flourist on the far left who arranged the bouquet of flowers given to the parents.
We had a chance to take a group photo. Asked a professional photographer to take a group photo for us using my normal digital camera and he gave me

Two sucky group photographs.. Geez. And he calls himself a pro-photographer. Even I could take better ones than he can.

Hmmm... Eaten or not eaten? Who can answer the question.. Hint: I haven eaten it yet.

Oh yea.. I need to talk about the entertainment.. While eating our Chinese dishes, we were listening to Hindi songs sang by these two

Not bad... Too bad I dunno Tamil..

And watching Indian dances..


No joke... See the seriousness???


After 4 hours of watching Indian dances and listening to Indian songs, the night was getting late. And slowly one by one, the guests started to go home...

And after saying Good bye to all her guests, The dance floor was open to everyone and Marlene started to dance.....

The dance floor was filled with people... Young and old...

Had to go back early so since we parked at the hotel Parking and since Uncle Joe is the guest, I had to pay RM0 for the parking and the dinner was great. Hmmm... Here is the inside joke, if you haven't reach the part which I noticed.

We were at the Malay restaurant
Eating Chinese dishes
and was Entertained Indian Style...

Cool... Get the picture? It is my first Truly Malaysian Wedding Dinner
Malaysia Truly Asia....

HAHA... 3 cultures under one roof... Unique????? You be the judge...
Indeed it was an eventful day...
SO Happy!!!

P.s. : Marlene, Is Jag an Indian, a Sri Lankan Or a Punjab??? Sorry, I don't know...