OMG!! Exams here and i'm still addicted to PC!!

Hmm....Jun, are Irish blonde?? If so, I think I can sum up a conclusion. Americans (or any other blondes) suck only when they are in a ravenhead (black hair) land, for example, Japan. Maybe, it's that they get worshipped and godly exalted here till they tend to...well, suck up on us. As for Ireland, blondes can't show off in front of other blondes, can they? That's why you won't think Americans sucks if you see em' there.
Anyway, a Finnish gal came in my college and suddenly she's the hottest girl in campus. Same goes for another Finnish guy.... he's got Rooney's (football star) status.

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And as for today's content....I'm heavily addicted to PC and I need professional counselling.
I just...can't live without them. First thing I do in the morning...PC
First thing after lunch(and dinner)...PC.
I also automatically reach for my PC after only ten minutes of studying....
Please help....WHAT SHOULD I DO??

I think it started from a bag of Sour Cream and Onion potato chips....yea, PC here means potato chips, all carbohydrate none silicon. It was on sales and I bought one just for light snacks.....next thing i know, I was having em' for lunch.

And it's worse now since my mid-term exams are here. To fully comprehend my situation, please check out my flow chart below.

Exams
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Studying
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Spend more time at table
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Spend more time munching PC
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A side effect I call PC belly (looks similar to beer belly)

Sigh....you guys ever get that?? Girls can't help much, they are ALL hopelessly addicted to chocolates, so all I have is help from guys. I seriously wonder how can potato chips be soo....tempting. Once you take a bite, next thing ya know, the bag's empty.

Maybe it's because chips company added in a drug that change our brain's chemistry or something...triggering our feel-good enzyme ...or something like that. Last I check on the net, PC addiction is because of hormone imbalance, but it's not like I umm...better not say stuff that offend girls.

So, any help? Maybe I should try Listerine or something. Nothing can possibly taste good after "30 seconds" of mind numbling, eye-watering, mouth burning session with Listerine.

Anyways..that's my addiction these days. What about you fellas?? Exams near and I bet there's bound to be some kind of addiction. Btw, being addicted to studies is not counted.

Busy as a Bee. Flying everywhere but getting no pollens.

Sigh...forget my GW stories. It's too long a history to continue anymore. Been...busy. But seriously, trust me...I've been meaning to write but it's just that...I can't find time. Been looking all over for it...finally found it hiding behind my closet. Not to mention that I was never a good 'dide and seek' player....

And so I can't find time....which means I'm busy...but busy with what?? Well here goes..

I've been doing quite a lot of reports lately....plus English report qritten in Japanese. You see, my latest English lesson (not that I learn anything except how to say it with jap accent) was about The Olympic Games....and my new lecturer, who studied in California for 2 years, and speaks with an American accent (yeah, he tried to correct me), thought it would be good if we did a 2-page report on the Olympic Games. But the irony is....although it's an english lesson, we had to do it in Japanese, which pretty much defeat the main purpose of learning English.

Why in Japanese? Well, I was near the front desk when he mentioned that we should submit our reports in English, and that's also the time when one of my friend said "wow...that must be easy for you". Then another one of my good buddy saif..."Randy, you should be learning Japanese!!!" AND THEN.....my lect said that we should submit in our work in Japanese. Great....now it's Jap lesson for me and finger exercise for em'. I keep mentioning "What's the whole point of learning English then??!!" but to no avail.....sigh....

Oh yeah, I did mention that he tried to correct me...
One time he came up to me and asked me when I started to speak English and I told him "Since birth, I sang Happy Birthday Song for myself the moment I came out" ...then we had small talks...THEN, he tried to correct my pronunciation, saying that mine isn't right. Well, I knew I should've gave in and class would've ended early but, I can't just agree to that, can I?? So, I said to him....
"Sir, it's all just a slang, just because you speak American doesn't mean you speak the with the right accent. For example, The English said they speak with the right slang, the American's says their english is the right one, and the Australians says they have the right roll of tounge....so, whose right?? Well, nobody is. Good english is when you can get your message across clearly and the recipient understands you well. Doesn't matter if we roll the Rrrr or not....don't you think so??"
Well, apparently he didn't think so... he just grunted and walked away.

Speaking of which, I think he belongs to the typical jap group, the one that worships pale skins and blonde hair, especially rednecks Americans. What's with them anyway? I know that M'sians worships Mat Sallehs too (You can get some intellegence on that from the airplane, sit beside one and you'll be invisible throughout the flight) but seriously...what's with them anyway?? I've met quite a few americans and I'll have to say that ...the more I meet, the more I disrespect them. They actually think that the world revolves around them and yes, they are arrogant for that....ignorant too. I personally met a "proud" American who almost nothing cept' Disneyland.

Oh yeah...right...back to me being busy....heh heh. Sorry I got outta the topic.

Ehem....anyway, yeah I got quite a few stuff on my hands, not to mention studies as well. Funny, last time I told my friends I study, they laughed their head off. So, reports, studies....and guess what? Exams coming this Friday!! Woo Hoo.....



PS: Woo Hoo doesn't necessary make me a nerd. Woo Hoo means during exam, we have no roll calls at 10 p.m. Roll call sucks....

Thomas Cup

GOOD NEWS!!....my junior just cooked lunch and he didn't blow up the kitchen! That have got to be the best news mankind can ever hope for....other than wealth and world peace of course.

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The last whole week was Golden Week...the one week holiday where everyone goes out and spend money like crazy. Well, at least not for my part no, I didn't spend money like crazy (although my spending last year did exceed expectations) . This year, I went to cheer for my Brothers in Thomas Cup.

Before I proceed any further, I'd like to thank that guy Thomas for giving away his coffee cup to people who can hit a shuttle cock at each other over an erected net. And same goes to that chick Uber too.

I have to confess that at first, my reason for being at the stadium was because everyone else was there. It was more of a big gathering rather than badminton competition to me. HOWEVER, after being in the stadium for 5 minutes, I found myself cheering my lungs out for Lee Chong Wei, who played the first singles against the Koreans.

Okay, so now I know it's different watching Thomas Cup on TV and seeing it live.

Well, Lee Chong Wei won the match valiantly and we all can't help but feel proud for our dear friend. Then, after few minutes of rest for our throats, we're back at cheering...this time for the first doubles, Koo Kian Kiet and Chan Chong Ming. They played very well but too bad they lost the match.

The second singles featured Wong Choon Han. He was controlling the game with obvious skill and precision...but too bad he sprained his ankle when it was 10-6. The moment he limped, everyone was quiet, staring wide eye...some were even drooling for keeping their mouth open too long. It resulted in a default win for the Koreans as WCH can't continue the game. Sigh....such bad luck at such a timing in such an important game. So, now it's Korea: 2 - Malaysia: 1

It continued on with the second doubles...but most of us were already too frustated and our spirits beaten down by the ankle accident to cheer for the second pair. But Choong Tan Fook and Lee Wan Wah saved the day and brought the crowd back with their skills. They won the match and we were all once again high on spirits and cheering like there's no tomorrow for our voice box.
2 - 2 now.....

The third singles were played by Hafiz....the once All-England Champ but an inconsistent chap. But as notorious as his inconsistency was he played flawlessly. Damn, his shots were sooo good, too perfect as a matter of fact, that I actually felt sorry for the Korean and wanted to cheer for the Koreans out of pity. But, fearing Malaysians might murder me with balloon sticks, I stuck to cheering " HAFIZ...hafiz....HAFIZ....hafiz..." He won the match and Malaysia advanced to the Semis!!....WOO HOO!!!!!!!! "Malaysia Boleh.......Malaysia Boleh...Malaysia Boleh..."

Then after Hafiz left the arena, we were then cheering "Nak tiket Free...Nak tiket free..." Haha, our mood were so good at that time that if anyone would have asked for donations we would've donated our wallets.

Cooking up nonsense...

Haha...sorry Clem, that is just one story too interesting to let go. Anyway, been trying to understand "Brother's Kamarazov".
Btw, MayC, I'll cheer for your part. and I'll tell Wong Choon han you have his posterS in your room.

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This blog....is especially dedicated to my junior Kan Wye Marn @ Tai lou.

This guy came in about a month ago and is having hell in Japan. Mainly bothered by studies (Can't catch what lects are jappering about) ...he hardly have a day which he can call "a normal day"....don't get me wrong, I don't mean to ridicule him here. It was just the same for me last year when I just got here. But I didn't complain or nag at my senior.....GAWD this guy can really nag....nag...nag...nag..nag....sheesh, even my left ear is bleeding now as I type. And what I get from a burst left eardrum?? and understanding that his favourite word is "shit".

Anyway, to make matters more "EXCITING" he decided to take up cooking. You see, he didn't really enjoy the food in the cafeteria and I don't find his comments on the food interesting either. So, yesterday, May 1st 2006 was a big day for him......he fried his own chicken and cooked his own vegetables. As for me, my big day was this afternoon when i had to cook my lunch using a partly melted frying pan.

Okay....can't blame beginners.....

For today's dinner, he decided to cook oyster sauce chicken with potatoes....so, along with my guidance, he manage to get everything done and left it to boil. And i left him on his own to do the finishing touches.....and he eventually burn the whole thing down. You see, I told him that the longer you leave it to boil, the nicer it is cos' the taste will "go inside" the meat. Being a good listener...he did just that....but (God knows why) he didn't know that water eventually dries. AND after 10-15 minutes of "leaving it to boil" .....the whole place stink of burnt rubber and he had to chow down "charcoal" for dinner.

I actually have tonnes and tonnes of criticism .................... but then again, who am I to comment right?? It's not like I was ever perfect.

Sigh.....just as I thought I could finally live a peaceful life.....fate always makes it exciting.