Sunday, October 31, 2010
Assignment suck !
hi people!! i am back !!! nowaday quite rushing about assignment ! hehehe !!! there is two more assignment!!! last two ! then i can escape from the phobia of assignment!! then the final exam was waiting for me !!! awww i knew that!!! college life is much not easy than high school life! but im much more relaxed from other! cause mass comm quite easy to handle ! heh =D
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Lazy.
Now a day, i become lazy and lazy. Every morning when my mum wake me up, i also feel like lazy to move my ass to brush teeth, change cloth, wash face, aiya prepare to college those stuff. I don't know why . @@. When i starting to take mass comm, you know how many spirit and effort i put? LOL. I think is right before sheng you back to malaysia. Everyday also hang out with you, all these memory i think i cant easy forgot unless some accident happen to me or ’Alzheimer's Disease‘<< as known as a disorder involved to easy forget thing.=D but i think i wont get this! Because there are too much memory i unwilling to lost it ! Tomorrow you fly back Perth right? take good care ya sheng !!! :DDDDDDDDDDD
I dont know what age my hand will transform like this, but i enjoy everything now!
But future thing , think it on future, am i right ? :D I love my life, now:D future? tak tau.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
3 thing !
As all of you know, I am such a energetic person, but there are the only 3 way to let me lost my mood ! They are 'YOU' , my family and assignment/ college stuff. I damn fucking pissed off when the lecturer mention about choose someone as my group member! I damn fucking miss my high school life wei ! Sorry to all of you ! Today i really no mood，so the way i talk to you all might 'heavy' ! I no mood that time i wont feel like go out one! I scare my emo-ness might influenced all of you ! This is me ! :D Right until now, there's still no one could understand me.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Touch !
Candlelight dinner.
On both sides of the table sat a man and woman.
"I love you." The hands of a woman playing with a glass side, while light shining.
"I have a wife." A man rub his left hand on the ring.
"I do not care, I just want to know how you feel. You, like me?"
"Expected the answer." A man raised his head, looked at the woman opposite.
24 years old, young, energetic, very good age.
White skin, vibrant body, a pair of bright eyes speak.
Really nice woman, ah, pity!
"If you are like me, I do not care for your Valentine." A woman who finally can not wait, chase added the.
"I love my wife." A man firmly.
"You love her? Love her? Now, she should have been old and useless, people can not see it?
Otherwise, the company's dinner, how to never see you with her? "
Women want to continue, but when she touched the cold eyes of a man, she gave up the idea. Static ..............
"Do you like me?" The man spoke.
"Mature, stable, very manly action behavior, know how to care about people, many, many. Anyway, and I had seen people who are different. You are very special." Said the woman.
"You know three years ago, I was like?" The man lit a cigarette.
"Do not know. I do not care, even if you been in prison." Said the woman.
"Three years ago, I'm your eyes to those of ordinary men now."
Men ignored women, continued.
"Ordinary college graduate, not liking the work, all day drinking, temper.
Indifferent to the girl, by prostitutes to vent their desires satisfied.
Go to clubs to find but also because Miss grabbed by the police rummage. "
"That's how ......?" woman began to have interest in, and she would like to know in the end is what makes a man change.
"Because she ......?"
"Ah. She was personal, like always easy to see things inside.
Taught me a lot, I Do not care about gains and losses; Do not care about the immediate things; so I try to treat people good. I was in front of her, like a child so young.
Perhaps that feeling to you and now I feel the same.
Was really strange, stubborn temper, I just listen to her.
As she said, accept the reality that they are useless to work hard.
That year, work, little has been improvement, we got married. "
Bomb a bomb ash man, went on.
"At that time, really tough times. Two people, a bed, home furniture, but also pitiful.
You know what? Married for a year, I bought her a diamond ring first, saved a year's money!
Of course, I was carrying her existence, and if her know, she is certainly not to the.
Was I, alcohol and tobacco confused in poor health. The winter, she even gave me every night before bed to drink soup. That taste, only she did it.
Indulge in that part of the memory of men, forget the time, just keep telling the past.
The woman, also did not disturb the meaning to listen quietly.
Other men note of time, is already 10 PM.
"Ah! Sorry! No attention to time, have been so late." Man smiled apologetically.
"Now, you can understand it? I can not and will not make things sorry for her."
"Ah! I know." Losing people like this, convinced Hello.
Woman shook her head helplessly.
"But I went to her age, would be even better."
"Ah. Then you can find a better man, is not it? Late, home to the cold soup, I send you back."
A man stood up, want to send a woman back.
"No, I go back on it." Woman waved.
"Go home, do not let her so anxious."
Man knowing smile, turned to go.
"She beautiful?"
"Ah, beautiful!"
Men's figure disappeared into the night, leaving a woman, facing the candle, in a daze.
Man came home, opened the door, walked the bedroom, opened the lamp, along the bed, and sat down.
"Wife, have been a fourth." Said a man murmured.
"Why make me so well? A lot of people like me!""They might, I will be the heart of course!"
"Why put me into so good, then you go first yourself?"
"I, I am a man, so alone ah!"
Said a man choked and finally broke down in tears.
Tears drops from the man's cheeks, playing in the palm of your hand on the heart of the frame.
Dim the lights, old photographs, filled with, and are the late woman, a touch of tenderness.
True love, when you can love; aware of the value, know how to let go; because letting go is have it all; the treasure while you love and let go when the good wishes.
Be one of the happy man!
On both sides of the table sat a man and woman.
"I love you." The hands of a woman playing with a glass side, while light shining.
"I have a wife." A man rub his left hand on the ring.
"I do not care, I just want to know how you feel. You, like me?"
"Expected the answer." A man raised his head, looked at the woman opposite.
24 years old, young, energetic, very good age.
White skin, vibrant body, a pair of bright eyes speak.
Really nice woman, ah, pity!
"If you are like me, I do not care for your Valentine." A woman who finally can not wait, chase added the.
"I love my wife." A man firmly.
"You love her? Love her? Now, she should have been old and useless, people can not see it?
Otherwise, the company's dinner, how to never see you with her? "
Women want to continue, but when she touched the cold eyes of a man, she gave up the idea. Static ..............
"Do you like me?" The man spoke.
"Mature, stable, very manly action behavior, know how to care about people, many, many. Anyway, and I had seen people who are different. You are very special." Said the woman.
"You know three years ago, I was like?" The man lit a cigarette.
"Do not know. I do not care, even if you been in prison." Said the woman.
"Three years ago, I'm your eyes to those of ordinary men now."
Men ignored women, continued.
"Ordinary college graduate, not liking the work, all day drinking, temper.
Indifferent to the girl, by prostitutes to vent their desires satisfied.
Go to clubs to find but also because Miss grabbed by the police rummage. "
"That's how ......?" woman began to have interest in, and she would like to know in the end is what makes a man change.
"Because she ......?"
"Ah. She was personal, like always easy to see things inside.
Taught me a lot, I Do not care about gains and losses; Do not care about the immediate things; so I try to treat people good. I was in front of her, like a child so young.
Perhaps that feeling to you and now I feel the same.
Was really strange, stubborn temper, I just listen to her.
As she said, accept the reality that they are useless to work hard.
That year, work, little has been improvement, we got married. "
Bomb a bomb ash man, went on.
"At that time, really tough times. Two people, a bed, home furniture, but also pitiful.
You know what? Married for a year, I bought her a diamond ring first, saved a year's money!
Of course, I was carrying her existence, and if her know, she is certainly not to the.
Was I, alcohol and tobacco confused in poor health. The winter, she even gave me every night before bed to drink soup. That taste, only she did it.
Indulge in that part of the memory of men, forget the time, just keep telling the past.
The woman, also did not disturb the meaning to listen quietly.
Other men note of time, is already 10 PM.
"Ah! Sorry! No attention to time, have been so late." Man smiled apologetically.
"Now, you can understand it? I can not and will not make things sorry for her."
"Ah! I know." Losing people like this, convinced Hello.
Woman shook her head helplessly.
"But I went to her age, would be even better."
"Ah. Then you can find a better man, is not it? Late, home to the cold soup, I send you back."
A man stood up, want to send a woman back.
"No, I go back on it." Woman waved.
"Go home, do not let her so anxious."
Man knowing smile, turned to go.
"She beautiful?"
"Ah, beautiful!"
Men's figure disappeared into the night, leaving a woman, facing the candle, in a daze.
Man came home, opened the door, walked the bedroom, opened the lamp, along the bed, and sat down.
"Wife, have been a fourth." Said a man murmured.
"Why make me so well? A lot of people like me!""They might, I will be the heart of course!"
"Why put me into so good, then you go first yourself?"
"I, I am a man, so alone ah!"
Said a man choked and finally broke down in tears.
Tears drops from the man's cheeks, playing in the palm of your hand on the heart of the frame.
Dim the lights, old photographs, filled with, and are the late woman, a touch of tenderness.
True love, when you can love; aware of the value, know how to let go; because letting go is have it all; the treasure while you love and let go when the good wishes.
Be one of the happy man!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Review
Seriously , today was awesome ! We did bunch of healthy thing that totally irrelevant to our life . First at all, woke up at 8 am then go Damansara Jaya ate 'dim sum' then all the way straight to gym. I think I never eat breakfast since I was 15 ! huhuhuh o(-.-)o Sheng ! I go gym there I didn't even work out, cause i teaching you swimming !! You suck !!! Waste my 2 hours, but its quite fun playing in the pool with 2 of you !! =D Okay ! sleep !!! bye people !
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Failed
Fail ! Totally failed ! Malacca trip was gone ! Holy crap ! You know that how much expect i put? Next Saturday you going back ! Do you know that go for trip with all of you is how amazing? I guess you people will never know, just because of someone don't have the car? :D Bye people ! huhuhu
Sunday, October 3, 2010
HOBBY ?? INTEREST ??
The moment I saw the word "Interest", as an ultimate Facebook addict, it only reminds me of one thing. The info tab in everybody's Facebook profile and there's this specific column for "Interested In". I would like to declare that my interest is Women. As a guy, no matter what we do, we tend to be a tad bit bias over female. We will help a girl who is carrying 5 books FIRST, rather than helping a guy who is carrying 5kg of bricks. I will help both of them, but not the guy first. Actually, I don't really know how heavy is 5kg, but I think its heavier than 5 books.
As I said, I'm a Facebook addict. I'm one of those who can refresh Facebook a few times in an hour. My friends and I will comment whole lot of crap to each other. The first website I get into is Facebook every time I go online, without fail. Even if I'm suppose to do my assignment, the first website is not any sources of my assignment, but its Facebook. Sometimes, I think its a habit to do so, a norm of my routine. Its not really about I have something important to view in Facebook. Other than that, we find it entertaining by just reading some people's comments. Like just few hours ago, we were reading these comments of 2 high schoolmates of ours, both of them were arguing through their status in Facebook. It amaze us, how two boys age 18 years old cares so much about each other's words and starts an argument in Facebook.
Hobby, if sleeping counts as a hobby. Then yes, thats definitely mine. I can sleep all day long. I think my longest sleeping hours was 2 days, if I didn't recall wrongly. It was after 3 days of not sleeping, the moment I slumped on my bed, I could feel and hear nothing but my dreamland. My bunch of friends always complain about my sleeping habit, its really difficult to wake me up if I'm asleep. Phone calls and nudges from MSN, no chance at all. Sometimes even my mum splatter water on my face, I'm still able to continue sleeping and wonder why is my pillow wet when I'm awake. Yes, I'm that ignorant and stuck in my own dream world. So, whenever we have an outing or any sort of plan, they will keep me occupied with DOTA and don't allow me to take naps. This is because I had ditched them quite a few times due to my amazing sleeping ability.
DOTA, feels awfully weird to sleep without playing it.
Singing through Skype is one of my hobbies. I like doing it because it annoys my friends. HAHA! My friends are my fellow loyal audiences. Every night I'll serenade them while they're complaining. However, they never hang up on my singing call even though they complain about it. So, I can't help but to assume my singing isn't that bad, since the negative feedback was not very extreme.
You guys get to know a bit more about me. I feel a little geeky, due to most of the things I talk about related to the internet. But this is me. ((:
As I said, I'm a Facebook addict. I'm one of those who can refresh Facebook a few times in an hour. My friends and I will comment whole lot of crap to each other. The first website I get into is Facebook every time I go online, without fail. Even if I'm suppose to do my assignment, the first website is not any sources of my assignment, but its Facebook. Sometimes, I think its a habit to do so, a norm of my routine. Its not really about I have something important to view in Facebook. Other than that, we find it entertaining by just reading some people's comments. Like just few hours ago, we were reading these comments of 2 high schoolmates of ours, both of them were arguing through their status in Facebook. It amaze us, how two boys age 18 years old cares so much about each other's words and starts an argument in Facebook.
Hobby, if sleeping counts as a hobby. Then yes, thats definitely mine. I can sleep all day long. I think my longest sleeping hours was 2 days, if I didn't recall wrongly. It was after 3 days of not sleeping, the moment I slumped on my bed, I could feel and hear nothing but my dreamland. My bunch of friends always complain about my sleeping habit, its really difficult to wake me up if I'm asleep. Phone calls and nudges from MSN, no chance at all. Sometimes even my mum splatter water on my face, I'm still able to continue sleeping and wonder why is my pillow wet when I'm awake. Yes, I'm that ignorant and stuck in my own dream world. So, whenever we have an outing or any sort of plan, they will keep me occupied with DOTA and don't allow me to take naps. This is because I had ditched them quite a few times due to my amazing sleeping ability.
Maybe a guy should give it a try by giving me a wake up kiss. It might work better than water splashing.
Singing through Skype is one of my hobbies. I like doing it because it annoys my friends. HAHA! My friends are my fellow loyal audiences. Every night I'll serenade them while they're complaining. However, they never hang up on my singing call even though they complain about it. So, I can't help but to assume my singing isn't that bad, since the negative feedback was not very extreme.
You guys get to know a bit more about me. I feel a little geeky, due to most of the things I talk about related to the internet. But this is me. ((:
HOBBY
My hobby is listens to song. A song can influence a people’s mood in a whole day. It is so amazing. Just like now, I am sitting at ss15, station one café, it is playing ‘no promises’ which is sing by Shayne Ward, this remind me about my first love. My first love started at form 4 when I was 16 years old; ended in form 4 also. That was my happier time to be with her. It contain numerous of sweet and sour moments. Damn those sweet memories.
While you are depressing, you can listen to some song that can motivate you. Here, I introduce to you a best rapper, Eminem (Marshall Bruce Mather III) the stage name that he named as known as the best male singer in the year 2010, he get 11 Grammy award. I felt proud for him, he finally gets these awards after more than 10 years of hard work, and he gets the award of ‘best rap album’ defeating Jazz-z. He’s songs inspired me, giving me hopes, motivated me, most of his lyrics encourage people not to give up in life, that’s why I listed him as in my FAVOURITE singer list. For example, he’s song ‘Mockingbird’ that he wrote by himself, that song inspired me because of his failure in marriage that his children forced to live without a normal family. His children forced to stay with her ex-wife because of some issues. That song gave us the motivation that we don’t give up easily even know something went wrong, there’s always a plan B, a different road will be create, a new chapter began.
Oh my god !! he is the best of the best !!!
With different song, different lyric, different singer will give you different feel. Not every song suitable for every person. For instant, how if ‘Flo Rida’ sing ‘my heart will go on’, sound like some crap right? But, if the right people is singing the right song, and you listen to it; immortally the song is describing your situation, I am 100 percent sure that you will be very touch in it.
Listen to song for many years; absolutely I like to sing a song. Except listen to a song, singing song will given you different feeling. I like to sing to my friend despite they will thinking of plenty of way to stop me. In my point of view, god is giving us a mouth not only for us to talk and eat; but sing. Why do I state singing as my hobby? There is many experience I went through which prove that singing will influenced my mood badly. There is no point for me to stop singing. When I was happy, I sing. When I was gloomy I sing. How could I stop it man! Thanks to song! Thanks to many brilliant lyric and mighty artist!
The only awkward thing is last week when I was chatting with my friend through the interact tool, SKYPE, they seduce me to sing a 1980s song. It is sing by Teresa Teng. When I was done singing the whole song, they asking me go to ‘facebook’ immediately. After that, I realize that there was a fellow’s sound as familiar as me. Wait, he is singing ‘tian mi mi’ too. Oh my god!! He is me. As usual, they betrayed me again. I very sad.
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