Self-Reflection Part I

Because my final exam paper in the history of my degree programme had finished, I now have 1 month's time to chill and relax. But I decided to use the first week of to reflect on all the events that had occurred since I've entered the student council last year.

Beware! This is only part 1/6 parts of the review as I've decided to review one month of events at a time

14-16/7/2010: Redang Trip with SAM clan

Regardless how much I would like to call ourselves a clan, we more of a bunch of ex-classmates who still stick together even after we've completed our pre-university programme and moved on to further study at different education institutions around Malaysia.

Oh yea, I've forgot to mention that I left my only cap at the bottom of the South China Sea, hoping to get it back the next time I go back to Redang Island.

20-22/7/2010: EXCO Camp

I would not call this a camp.

I call this a waste of my time and money.

2-11/9/2010: BookFest at KLCC

This work experience was seriously worthwhile! For an entire week, my friend and I commuted from Wangsa Maju to KLCC on a daily basis in order to get to our workplace. The pay of RM900 was not enough to cover up for our hardwork throughout the entire BookFest period.

But thanks to this work experience, I think I now understand how does it feel to be part of the population who commute daily to KL to work. My friend and I left our rented room at 8.30am in the morning everyday and only arrive back to our room at 11.30pm every night throughout the event period. It was totally exhausting.

Pokemon Ondo

Girls. I know that you all posed once I take my camera out of the camera bag :)

The person who made this trip to Penang Bon Odori possible, none other than the chairperson of the Club.

Dancers from Japan. I couldn't really get a good close-up image due to the zoom range of my lens. Anyhow, the dancers did dance in grace.

What I've observed is that many Penang old folks (age > 60) are still fit to work. Glad to see the people here led a healthy life.

This photo doesn't really do justice to the grandeur of the actual firework performance that we observed on the event. Maybe because there was no object in the image for size comparison purpose.

Coward Mont Blanc

I am dedicating this post to the glory of good food seekers like myself who lives to eat instead ofeat to live.

Durian cendol from Jonker Street.

Some sandwich set from Clinic Cafe.

The most awesome asam laksa found near Kek Lok Si Temple.

Coward Mont Blanc

Wonderland and the Sheep's Song

Thanks to Chun Leong for inviting me to INTI Christian Fellowship (ICF) gathering. It was an eye-opening and also a mind-boggling experience. The friends here gave me lots of food for thought that truly changed my perception on Christianity.

Here we have David Story performing live for members of ICF. I watched the performance by David Story and Beau Bristow at INTI last year which was simply awesome. I pestered my friends in ICF to inform me if the duo will be performing in INTI in the future. As such, I was invited to watch this exclusive performance.

Once again, I would like to say that I am glad to be given the opportunity to be acquinted with most of the members from ICF who are just friendly and enthusiastic.

Love-Coloured Ward

It sucks to be sick.

This is coming from someone who frequently falls ill.

Knowing that you have lots of work to do,

books and notes to study for exam,

yet your mind and body just would not cooperate.

The physical pain is bearable,

but the feeling of being weak and helpless

places so much mental stress that it's killing me slowly.

P/S: Well, if I have Hatsune Miku to take care of me, maybe I would gotten well in no time!

Metropolis Crisis

Confucius once said,

"Only the wisest and the stupidest of people would not change."

Well, those who think they are the wisest,

are in fact, stupid for not being open to changes.

The stupidest of people would not realize of their weaknesses

and make changes to improve themselves.

Most Malaysians should be aware of the chaos in the nation's capital

Without being biased or prejudice, I would say that

All the parties involved in the 709 incident are at fault

If only each of them could realize their own mistakes

"One privilege of being an adult is that we are allowed to make mistakes.

Just make sure that you'll never repeat the same mistake, ever." -Full Frontal, Gundam Unicorn

Being involved in student politics myself

I understand the complications involved in picking a side

If just people could resort to objective reasoning and debate

then no one would get injured

After all, doesn't every man and woman on Earth seeks for peace?

Or are there warmongers hiding among the crowd?

In my case, some immature students won't give in to good arguments

but rather always looking chances to undermine me.

"I don't care what you think."

"Use your common sense."

"Get your facts right."

"I don't give a damn!"

I could not let their harsh words slide

for I take every word seriously,

not unless you're talking crap

and my mind decided to filter your words out.

Guys and girls, good job for messing up my life.

Edited: Guys and girls, try harder to mess my life up coz' you all FAIL!

If I am a girl,

I would not have think twice

but to just go ahead and purchase the shirt without hesitation.

Well, I am a boy.

On top of that, I am a Taurus.

Once my rational thinking kicks in, it overwhelmed my intuition

and thus the desire to carry on with the purchase quickly vanished.

Last Revolver

Actually I intended to use this photo for the publicity of the event. Sadly, all the preparations was not well organized, I had to admit. Though I am not the committee of the club nor the event, I truly wanted this event to be successful.

Yes, I am glad to say that Autumn Maid Cafe was a great success!

These are the three girls who put in a lot of effort and resources for this event in order for it to be a success. Well, there are more girls who dressed up in maid costumes and helped out in the event, but sadly I do not have any better group photos of them. On a different note, the boys are the ones who did a lot of hard labour throughout the event. And we were so busy that we didn't even have time for a single group photo.

I seriously failed as an event photographer.