Showing posts with label Encore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Encore. Show all posts

Saturday, 3 December 2011

Random Picss

Ain't the sky beautiful?

Ruthresh & Emanuel

Plasma

Genting 

Majlis Perpisahan Pengawas 2009

Choo JIng Hong & Ong Ting Meau

Kong Kah Yenn

Water puppets, Hanoi

Jonas John

Graffiti? Tattoo?

Guitar!!!!

Dude, that's my tie you're clunching on

Plan view of Ruthresh pulling my tie

Secret : Sick of those insincere. I'm gonna give all my secrets away.

Ruthresh & Nurfajrina

Remember my name...I'm gonna live forever..or not....

Starry starry night...paint the pellets blue and grey...or not...

Playing Hangman

Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnn

mmmm.....nevermind

I have no idea what is this ....

No Parking....

Dark Water

I forgot what's the name.....sorry

Starbucks

Bird and sunset

Leaf and sunset

The day I became a werewolf or not 

Nope, this doesn't count....I'm not engaged or married yet

Sunset

Ruthresh Rao (paleolithic)

Ruthresh Rao (civilized version)



It's been a long time I didn't change my guitar strings

DIY version of Global warming

Hello! Is anybody gonna do something with this? There's no use just wasting your ink on reporting.
Furthermore, I'm gonna sit for BC SPM in like 3 days....

I think it's KLCC...can't recall.

Thursday, 24 November 2011

Javier Colon.


Presenting to you...Javier Colon...from Adam's team....
Winner of the The Voice S1. 

Time After Time

Javier, now you can buy enough diapers for your family.
Nice head, by the way.

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

                              ~Invictus, via 'Invictus'

Friday, 4 November 2011

Mohon Restu & Contradiction

Well...yesterday was a Mohon Restu day. It's basically a program whereby the teachers wish the best for  their students (all of the students, actually, but gives more in-depth advice to those they teach). Simple though, yet meaningful for the SPM candidates. We watched 6 video clips, one about an athlete that continues his race though injured, 2 about the love and sacrifice and hope from parents, one about the struggle for survival between a zebra with a lioness and 2 slide shows filled with motivational quotes.

We wished and hug each other and shook hands with the teachers. I've got a hug from Pn. Parames, our prefectorial board teacher, a lecture from my BM teacher, En. Hashim, a "threat" from Pn. Satkuna (BI) if I don't get an A+, a thumbs-up from Pn. Onita, a "God bless you" from En. Lim E.G. , a very firm handshake from Vice YDP PIBG, En. Lee T.S., and lots of handshakes & hugs from teachers and friends.

Oh, remember 'bout the incident that I broke Noel's capo? I got her a new one.  Specifically, this:


Noel, you could make great music. 

P/S: I almost got clamped between the monorail doors because of you, and got into the wrong train. And, I'm happy to do so because I'm doing this for you.

And, the first time in my life, I met a 16-year-old boy, Lee Ming Bin  whose has the mentality of an adult. This is one of my most interesting conversation I ever had, trying to keep up with his pace of thinking. We talked about "Rich Dad, Poor Dad", financial management and our school lives. His English accent was a never-heard-before-in-this-school kind, something that surprises me. Trying to get a grasp of what his saying, I tried to think of something "smart" to engage in the conversation, which often leads to contradictions and silence.  It's fun talking to him, till the extend of hoping to call him out for a cup of tea just for a chat.

This is the 100th post. Cheers. 8 more days to SPM, folks! Wish me luck!

Friday, 14 October 2011

Loitering KL

Exactly 30 days to SPM and yet I have not utilize my time on studies. Instead, I spent most of them on loitering Kuala Lumpur.
It is 14th October, 2011 the day that I sat for the second wave of school trial examinations. I barely could get a grasp on what exactly the English paper is about. The before I knew it, there a ringing sound in my head, something like tinnitus and not having enough time to double check my answers. Time’s up! And I haven’t got my papers tied. Brilliant enough, I stapled the string on the paper and handed them in. “Based on the novel Step by Wicked Step, give examples on the characters that exhibit the value of being responsible.” Perhaps my thinking is has tapered due to excessive TVs and internet, but as far I‘ve known (Maybe I should have known) there was only one character that fits in, which is Charlotte. So, in order to have a complete piece of essay (minimum points of 3), I had to dump everything I knew (those characters that have a higher possibility) into the text.

As for the Malay paper, I didn’t quite catch the requirement of the question. Well, since the papers that we are sitting are not set accordingly to the SPM format, there were more words needed to be written rather than time could allow. In simpler words, I did not have enough time. I had to skip 2 making sentences out of weird words (It may not be so alien-like if I studied harder!) , skipped 3 grammar errors correction, and 2 fill-in-the-suitable-proverbs.
There's a Ducati in it!

Back to the first paragraph, (sorry! That I got so hooked up on the exam part. It was one of the toughest that I ever faced. Maybe I have been too long in the comfort zone.), I went to KL. 



Why did I go there? Shhhh…I’ll tell you sometime, in case you tell my parents on what have I done. (Don’t worry, I’m a law abiding citizen). I arrived at the Hang Tuah LRT station and noticed half of the stairs were occupied by a blind person walking down the stairs with the assistance from a police. That’s a big deal there! In my life I haven’t seen a police helping a blind person, or helping people which is not part of their job although it is supposed to be their responsibility. In fact, it should have been everyone’s task on paying more attention towards the “special people.” Oh…the people behind the police and the blind man followed patiently down the stairs (maybe the cop has a gun?). Moving on to the counter, it was the friendliest voice that I ever heard when a woman approached the ticketing counter and said with a smile :” Good afternoon. Pasar Seni, please.” I continued walking with a smile.
P/S: there is no such station called “Pasar Seni” in the LRT Sri Petaling-Ampang-Sentul Timur Line. It only exists in the Kelana Jaya line.


I boarded the monorail and went to Sungai Wang Plaza. I loitered and walked and comparing the prices and searching my cup of tea and *bling*, something caught my attention and I bought it. (Top secret) Mind you, I almost got lost, but thanks to my intuition, I managed to get out from the building! (Exclamation mark is not necessary, actually.)




I had my lunch at Lot10 Hutong, which holds the best Chinese local cuisine in KL. Such all-in-one concept is really a time-savior (time-saver) to those looking for the authentic Chinese dish that leaves your mouth drooling. I visited a photography gallery held by the BSAF Petronas Chemical. 

Say cheese! Say NO to breast cancer. 

Check or checkmate! I know that it sounds wrong for a boy to say this, but you should have yours checked. The earlier, the better. The world is filled with feminist people: why isn’t the prostate cancer awareness program held as grand as this? (Just kidding) 




Guitar and breast cancer, the connection?
(Guitar attracts people to join the campaign.)


 Be the message, everybody!

 Working hard to prevent Breast Cancer.


Excuse me? you're on my lens? (I don't mid at all!)

Last one: 
Then, I went for tuition and went home safe and sound, which explains why I am here to publish this post to evoke your jealousy! (just kidding, again.)
Cheers.
And wish me…I mean the fifth-formers best of luck in SPM. 

Bored? Gimme another chance...

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