Culture in the time of corona II
3 years ago
Friday, December 11, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Drawing the Line
I have forgotten birthdays, forgone gatherings, denied the existence of group lunches, made up false excuses and turn the opposite direction - all in the name of objectivity and time efficiency. I didn’t use to be so. I used to be able to while away hours, talking about nothing, with no tangible result at the end of it, except maybe a warmed chair. Now that chair is unoccupied, but I have papers and certificates of better academic performance. Also now, if I were to sit in that chair, I) not many will occupy that chair next to me ii) I would fidget in that seat thinking that I’ve got more important things to do.
Should this be so? There seems to exist this very delicate balance between friends and work. In my quest to improve my studies and my knowledge on American politics or ‘serious’ issues such as laws, I have neglected friends and even family. Even though my absence is felt and sometimes even hurt, I do nothing to stop that. I can defend it by saying I’m striving for a greater good. That though this may suck temporarily, I’ll make up for it with better grades and with more information in my head how to talk ‘informedly, and without bias’. On the other hand, I do not want to defend myself. There is no way I can justify not spending more time with my parents and siblings when this could be my last year with them before going overseas. Nor can I justify my paper accomplishment and my ambition to be successful in an occupation to be more important than making the woman that raised me for 18 years, regardless of hardships, happy by just agreeing with all the disagreeable things she might say. Or that friend who sacrificed her own time for me, but I would not accord the same to her.
Where is the middle line drawn between these two extremes?
Where does focusing on goals stop?
How does it fit into making others (but not necessarily, yourself) happy?
When does social obligation compensate for being selfish?
It’s easier to say balance than to actually stand on that trapeze’s rope itself.
Note : Class Dictator takes this opportunity to apologize for any hurt feelings caused by her. She is currently on a caffeine high and yes, she realizes this is her first post here *slaps hand*. I hope you don’t mind sombre, reflective and somewhat philosophical :)
Should this be so? There seems to exist this very delicate balance between friends and work. In my quest to improve my studies and my knowledge on American politics or ‘serious’ issues such as laws, I have neglected friends and even family. Even though my absence is felt and sometimes even hurt, I do nothing to stop that. I can defend it by saying I’m striving for a greater good. That though this may suck temporarily, I’ll make up for it with better grades and with more information in my head how to talk ‘informedly, and without bias’. On the other hand, I do not want to defend myself. There is no way I can justify not spending more time with my parents and siblings when this could be my last year with them before going overseas. Nor can I justify my paper accomplishment and my ambition to be successful in an occupation to be more important than making the woman that raised me for 18 years, regardless of hardships, happy by just agreeing with all the disagreeable things she might say. Or that friend who sacrificed her own time for me, but I would not accord the same to her.
Where is the middle line drawn between these two extremes?
Where does focusing on goals stop?
How does it fit into making others (but not necessarily, yourself) happy?
When does social obligation compensate for being selfish?
It’s easier to say balance than to actually stand on that trapeze’s rope itself.
Note : Class Dictator takes this opportunity to apologize for any hurt feelings caused by her. She is currently on a caffeine high and yes, she realizes this is her first post here *slaps hand*. I hope you don’t mind sombre, reflective and somewhat philosophical :)
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Inner Medial Femoral Trauma: Etiology and Treatment (CY Kong, 2009)
Inner Medial Femoral Trauma or Inner Thigh Trauma (ChiaYewnian Syndrome) was first described by Kong CY in 2009 in an isolated case involving a patient named Chi Ko Pek*, a 19 year old male . Chi Ko Pek presented with numbness of the inner thigh and distinct post traumatic stress disorder. After further inspection of the site of trauma and interview, it was found that Chi had presented with a disease that was never reported before in Medicine.
Etiology:
This trauma is humanovector borne. A humanovector in this case Ah Piang the Garang*, an 18 year old female, had inflicted trauma by touching the inner thighs of Ko with her phalanges. This disease will only manifest with cranial (upward) progression of phalangeal stimulus onto the medial inner thigh. Trauma is remarkably more marked if phalangeal stimulation proceeds to the pubic area. Humanovectors of Chiayewnian Syndrome have exhibited abnormally high amounts of oestradiol in females and testosterone in males and very pronounced levels of pheromone secretion. They however curiously are rarely sexually active. This an be explained by the fact that their celibacy actually drives them to out put any suppressed sexual needs to committing Inner Thigh Trauma. Inner Thigh Trauma has a higher incidence in females than males. Patients almost always are atrichomic (hairless) in the lower limb.
Diagnosis:
The signs and symptoms include the universal sign of embarassment- the obsessive adduction of the lower limbs. The adductor magnus muscles of the legs are in a contracted and stimulated state for a prolonged period of time. This can be considered biopsychosocial manifestation of the trauma to prevent further stimulation of the site and to protect from any more trauma. There is marked pathology of mindset in the patient, with vasodilatation especially in the facial area, indicating a sympathetic response (from stimulation by cervical outflow). There is marked numbness indicating sensory fatigue of touch receptors in the medial inner thigh. There is marked psychological trauma: post traumatic stress disorder has been reported in many such patients with Inner Thigh Trauma.
Treatment and Prevention:
The Adductor Magnus muscles
The best method of preventing such incidents are strengthening of the adductor magnus muscles of guys. Posture when sitting is also important. Sitting with legs closed (aductor magnus muscles contrated have shown to significantly reduce levels of Chiayewnian Syndrome.
When patients have exhibited symptoms, there is nothing much health care givers can do. It is as much a psychological disorder as it is a somatic pathology. The first thing to assess is as to the extent of the trauma. It is classified below
1 cm- 0 cm from pubic region: Highly SEVERE (needs immediate psychological intervention)
5 cm- 1cm from pubic region: SEVERE ( counselling)
More than 5 cm from pubic region : No intervention needed, surveillance recommended
Numbness in the leg usually subsides within a day while massage with deep heat on the adductor magnus muscles relieves it from contraction and promotes relaxation.
Stress medication should be prescribed if needed.
Etiology:
This trauma is humanovector borne. A humanovector in this case Ah Piang the Garang*, an 18 year old female, had inflicted trauma by touching the inner thighs of Ko with her phalanges. This disease will only manifest with cranial (upward) progression of phalangeal stimulus onto the medial inner thigh. Trauma is remarkably more marked if phalangeal stimulation proceeds to the pubic area. Humanovectors of Chiayewnian Syndrome have exhibited abnormally high amounts of oestradiol in females and testosterone in males and very pronounced levels of pheromone secretion. They however curiously are rarely sexually active. This an be explained by the fact that their celibacy actually drives them to out put any suppressed sexual needs to committing Inner Thigh Trauma. Inner Thigh Trauma has a higher incidence in females than males. Patients almost always are atrichomic (hairless) in the lower limb.
Diagnosis:
The signs and symptoms include the universal sign of embarassment- the obsessive adduction of the lower limbs. The adductor magnus muscles of the legs are in a contracted and stimulated state for a prolonged period of time. This can be considered biopsychosocial manifestation of the trauma to prevent further stimulation of the site and to protect from any more trauma. There is marked pathology of mindset in the patient, with vasodilatation especially in the facial area, indicating a sympathetic response (from stimulation by cervical outflow). There is marked numbness indicating sensory fatigue of touch receptors in the medial inner thigh. There is marked psychological trauma: post traumatic stress disorder has been reported in many such patients with Inner Thigh Trauma.
Treatment and Prevention:
The Adductor Magnus muscles
The best method of preventing such incidents are strengthening of the adductor magnus muscles of guys. Posture when sitting is also important. Sitting with legs closed (aductor magnus muscles contrated have shown to significantly reduce levels of Chiayewnian Syndrome.
When patients have exhibited symptoms, there is nothing much health care givers can do. It is as much a psychological disorder as it is a somatic pathology. The first thing to assess is as to the extent of the trauma. It is classified below
1 cm- 0 cm from pubic region: Highly SEVERE (needs immediate psychological intervention)
5 cm- 1cm from pubic region: SEVERE ( counselling)
More than 5 cm from pubic region : No intervention needed, surveillance recommended
Numbness in the leg usually subsides within a day while massage with deep heat on the adductor magnus muscles relieves it from contraction and promotes relaxation.
Stress medication should be prescribed if needed.
Published in the Peeamfourianic Journal of Medicine October 2009.
*All names have been changed in accordance with medical ethics.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
PM4 on Taylor's Website!
So because this blog is in dire needs of resuscitation,
look what Taylor's published on their website!
A picture of some from PM4 & our very own Mr Suresh, with the caption "Happy graduates sharing a light moment with their physics teacher, Mr Suresh Muniandy (fifth from left) "
(Ignore the first half part of the report & just go see the PM4 picture!)
Friday, August 21, 2009
Hikayat Amanat Awaang Kolo kepada Jason Chai
This poem is telling of how intrepid Pm4 girls can get. Awaang Kolo paints a poignant satire of the adventurous girls of Pm4...
Wahai Jason Chai, berhati-hati la kau dengan gelagat gelagat si perempuan PM4.
Adapun mereka yang gatal, suka merenung abs lelaki.
Adapun yang suka jejaka lampai tinggi berilmu bergunung ganang
Adapun mereka yang berhikayat berperihal skandal berlarutan bermula pagu hingga ke larut malam.
Wahai Jason Chai, tutuplah telinga kau bila tergugat,agar jiwa minda dan kau terselamat
Dari kawan jantan kau yang terancam dan solo,
Encik Awaang Kolo
Jika mana mereka bertanya pendapat,
Apakah kuasa seseorang si mamat itu,
adakah abs buntut dia padat dan jitu?
Jawablah kepada insan-insan ini,
Harap-harap dia dah ada bini.
Jikalau mereka mengucapkan Hot Hot
Keluarkan lah sebarang kentot,
Biar mereka terkejut,
Biarkan horniness mereka mengecut,
Biarkan hormones mereka susut.
Jadilah Panglima Garang Amy,
Jadikan diri bagai seorang penjual kolo mee,
Buanglah pheromone mereka,
Supaya mereka kurang terseksa
Amanat ini patut dijadikan warisan pustaka
Bagi kegunaan generasi depan, kini, dahulu kala
Wahai Jason Chai, berhati-hati la kau dengan gelagat gelagat si perempuan PM4.
Adapun mereka yang gatal, suka merenung abs lelaki.
Adapun yang suka jejaka lampai tinggi berilmu bergunung ganang
Adapun mereka yang berhikayat berperihal skandal berlarutan bermula pagu hingga ke larut malam.
Wahai Jason Chai, tutuplah telinga kau bila tergugat,agar jiwa minda dan kau terselamat
Dari kawan jantan kau yang terancam dan solo,
Encik Awaang Kolo
Jika mana mereka bertanya pendapat,
Apakah kuasa seseorang si mamat itu,
adakah abs buntut dia padat dan jitu?
Jawablah kepada insan-insan ini,
Harap-harap dia dah ada bini.
Jikalau mereka mengucapkan Hot Hot
Keluarkan lah sebarang kentot,
Biar mereka terkejut,
Biarkan horniness mereka mengecut,
Biarkan hormones mereka susut.
Jadilah Panglima Garang Amy,
Jadikan diri bagai seorang penjual kolo mee,
Buanglah pheromone mereka,
Supaya mereka kurang terseksa
Amanat ini patut dijadikan warisan pustaka
Bagi kegunaan generasi depan, kini, dahulu kala
Saturday, July 11, 2009
To the Family's Thymus Gland,
Ever patient, ever caring, ever dedicated,
Always making sure we did our work & knew our stuff,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY :)
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P.S.: We are currently receiving birthday dedications for Ms Ko. If you have anything to say to Ms Ko (I know you can do that on Facebook but putting it altogether in one blog post is more meaningful lah) please send it to nyokeleesfamily@gmail.com & we shall post it here.
If we gather enough meaningful messages, we shall spam her FB asking her to come check on our blog. ;)
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Charle's Day Out
Wednesday was a very funny day.
Two aims were fulfilled on that day.
1) the answering of the question; Where is Jamie ah?
2) the entertainment of Charles Ng Chiun Min, depressed from inactivity and dormancy.
We went to Midvalley: Allyssa, Charles, I and Jamie
we saw 17 again and then went to Starbucks to chat, do you-know-who impersonations, and talk about the years to come, and to further fulfil the clauses of the Jamie-Lohsoh Agreement. No, the clause on throwing chemical models at old ladies was yet to be ratified in action, but i dare say we came close
It was a strange day. From the start of Ally and I coming up to Midvalley,
I recorded 9 times the enchanted question,
Eh, where is Jamie ah?
We even called her on phone finally and asked
Where are you ah?
Even up to where she was in sight, Ally asked once more
Where is Jamie ah?
And once or twice a message came from Charles that asked
Where is Jamie ah?
Clearly the question was answered She was right with us all along.
Mirrors the "you have to get lost to find yourself' tagline.
When after what 2 hours hogging the chairs of Starbucks Gardens, and spending 1 hour buying a book for the sake of buying one,
I bought Hanif kureishi's Buddha of Suburbia by the way, (amid stares of the three "oh yea the buddhist fanaticism thing :P)
But it's a book of literature a British book ( I like only British fiction, but both British and American non-fiction, the latter as a lighter more fun reading material, the former as more of an itellectual challenge- very complex reading habit)
It's a book that examines escapism from dysfunctionality ( that Mark haddon also pokes around with)
It uses such nice vocabulary as f*ck, prick and cum
enough said.
But after Jamie left and thus left us asking
Where is Jamie ahhh? again
Charles took over.
He led us on an eating spree first, practically shortgunning orders
in a Sushi restaurant at Gardens.
A sushi restaurant that charges Rm 12.90 for a slab of fish that can fit in your palm... :p
Then he transported us to an ice cream joint (cant remember the name)
Tried ALL the flavours
made the people working quite nervous that the used testing spoons bucket was filling up fast.
Thank God (PM 4's version or any other version in fact) he bought something.
To mask the embarassment, I and Ally bought also.
Entertaining Charles proved to be a very demanding task.
he then walked into the wine store which purpotedly gives free samples.
Fact: They did not.
Charles actually asked the person to give a tour around the shop: which was no bigger than any chicken rice shop you can find. He was waiting for the owner to offer him some good stuff.
Allyssa and I started laughing
which more or less eliminated all chance of us getting free booze.
The alcoholic he is, Charles, disappointed and wounded dragged us into Isetan Gardens,
where we had to sit on stools as tall as a 1 year old baby and play LEGO
For roughly one hour in which we built purposeless structures while Charles built a tower.
With a window to add to its tower-y glory.
A child was invited to play with his father
to which the child said.
Don't want.
Ok...
when it was time to go home, Charles almost relented saying "Wanna go for a drink?"
Seeing as Alyssa's stomach had reahed critical bursting pressure. Critical in bolded font.
WE pulled him to my car.
And my car was in deep shit.
The sewage tank just next to my car overflowed and there was the overwhelming smell of oh... how do you describe it?
HUMAN SHIT
So My poor Vasa Acini's tyre's and my feet and flip flops got bathed in liquid gold.
such Fun...
Two aims were fulfilled on that day.
1) the answering of the question; Where is Jamie ah?
2) the entertainment of Charles Ng Chiun Min, depressed from inactivity and dormancy.
We went to Midvalley: Allyssa, Charles, I and Jamie
we saw 17 again and then went to Starbucks to chat, do you-know-who impersonations, and talk about the years to come, and to further fulfil the clauses of the Jamie-Lohsoh Agreement. No, the clause on throwing chemical models at old ladies was yet to be ratified in action, but i dare say we came close
It was a strange day. From the start of Ally and I coming up to Midvalley,
I recorded 9 times the enchanted question,
Eh, where is Jamie ah?
We even called her on phone finally and asked
Where are you ah?
Even up to where she was in sight, Ally asked once more
Where is Jamie ah?
And once or twice a message came from Charles that asked
Where is Jamie ah?
Clearly the question was answered She was right with us all along.
Mirrors the "you have to get lost to find yourself' tagline.
When after what 2 hours hogging the chairs of Starbucks Gardens, and spending 1 hour buying a book for the sake of buying one,
I bought Hanif kureishi's Buddha of Suburbia by the way, (amid stares of the three "oh yea the buddhist fanaticism thing :P)
But it's a book of literature a British book ( I like only British fiction, but both British and American non-fiction, the latter as a lighter more fun reading material, the former as more of an itellectual challenge- very complex reading habit)
It's a book that examines escapism from dysfunctionality ( that Mark haddon also pokes around with)
It uses such nice vocabulary as f*ck, prick and cum
enough said.
But after Jamie left and thus left us asking
Where is Jamie ahhh? again
Charles took over.
He led us on an eating spree first, practically shortgunning orders
in a Sushi restaurant at Gardens.
A sushi restaurant that charges Rm 12.90 for a slab of fish that can fit in your palm... :p
Then he transported us to an ice cream joint (cant remember the name)
Tried ALL the flavours
made the people working quite nervous that the used testing spoons bucket was filling up fast.
Thank God (PM 4's version or any other version in fact) he bought something.
To mask the embarassment, I and Ally bought also.
Entertaining Charles proved to be a very demanding task.
he then walked into the wine store which purpotedly gives free samples.
Fact: They did not.
Charles actually asked the person to give a tour around the shop: which was no bigger than any chicken rice shop you can find. He was waiting for the owner to offer him some good stuff.
Allyssa and I started laughing
which more or less eliminated all chance of us getting free booze.
The alcoholic he is, Charles, disappointed and wounded dragged us into Isetan Gardens,
where we had to sit on stools as tall as a 1 year old baby and play LEGO
For roughly one hour in which we built purposeless structures while Charles built a tower.
With a window to add to its tower-y glory.
A child was invited to play with his father
to which the child said.
Don't want.
Ok...
when it was time to go home, Charles almost relented saying "Wanna go for a drink?"
Seeing as Alyssa's stomach had reahed critical bursting pressure. Critical in bolded font.
WE pulled him to my car.
And my car was in deep shit.
The sewage tank just next to my car overflowed and there was the overwhelming smell of oh... how do you describe it?
HUMAN SHIT
So My poor Vasa Acini's tyre's and my feet and flip flops got bathed in liquid gold.
such Fun...
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
On Miss Yoong
Miss Yoong has a boyfriend:
Malcolm
PM4 wishes her every luck and happiness and is proud of the fact that
every teacher who teaches PM4 has had relationship luck when teaching us.
Miss Yap had us...
Miss Shoba got married
Miss Ko had a baby
Miss Ho had Daniel's blog
Mr Suresh had Ko Yan Rui
Mr Arivom threatened Poh Hui to kiss her to the maximum
Anyways we hope wedding bells will ring soon...
lol IMU people then can attend and then the overseas people will agonise at not being able to attend it
Muahahaha
Malcolm
PM4 wishes her every luck and happiness and is proud of the fact that
every teacher who teaches PM4 has had relationship luck when teaching us.
Miss Yap had us...
Miss Shoba got married
Miss Ko had a baby
Miss Ho had Daniel's blog
Mr Suresh had Ko Yan Rui
Mr Arivom threatened Poh Hui to kiss her to the maximum
Anyways we hope wedding bells will ring soon...
lol IMU people then can attend and then the overseas people will agonise at not being able to attend it
Muahahaha
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Lowya Buluk at a loss for words
I cannot adequately sum up my emotions over the past one week, what more the past 18 months. I told myself that today, I must wake up early & write a detailed account of Redang on the class blog, & if time permits, my experience in PM4. I told myself that I will finish writing about Redang, before I head to Sarawak for 13 days & Redang becomes a secondary memory, no longer fresh in my mind. But the words fail me.
I have experienced this dilemma before, after my first PKTR. On one hand, there is such a full treasure trove of memories that must be recorded before they fall prey to the erosion of time & the fallibility of the human brain. But on the other hand is the unwillingness to do so, because the act of putting all those memories down in words would signify that yes, it has come to an end, & this is all we have left to remember it by. Which is the last thing I would ever want.
I don't feel sad. I am still unable to fully feel sad. I know I have been relatively more emo over the past week than I have ever been throughout the 18 months you guys have known me, & I apologize for leaving an emo picture of me as the last memory you would have of me in PM4, but it is not sadness I feel. Rather, it is nothingness, for lack of a better word to describe this state of limbo I am in, of wanting to linger in these moments a little while more, refusing to move on to the next stage of life.
Who am I kidding? As I write this, a few of us have already left Subang. I am loathe to go back there. What charm would the streets of SS15 hold anymore? Nothing but ghosts of a time when we used to walk from the main campus guardhouse to Madam Joyce's, laughing at whatever it was that had our attentions at that time. Faint imprints of 23 silhouettes in the classroom, poking fun at each other & exasperating our lecturers. Shadows in the corners of the rooms that used to house friendly faces, always welcoming a weary friend who just needed to rest. I envision myself back in Taylor's now, only to find buildings which represent empty husks of a life I once led. There is no more comfort or warmth in that place.
Our only hope now lies in three things: the Facebook group, this blog, & most importantly, the Book of Travelling Secrets. I pray with all my heart that these will always keep us connected, that the Book will actually work, that we will all still play our parts as PM4ians, because I refuse to allow this to become a mere memory of my life.
I cannot adequately sum up my emotions over the past one week. But I can adequately sum up my emotions now - writing this made me cry. I still am crying. & I don't know when I will stop.
I have experienced this dilemma before, after my first PKTR. On one hand, there is such a full treasure trove of memories that must be recorded before they fall prey to the erosion of time & the fallibility of the human brain. But on the other hand is the unwillingness to do so, because the act of putting all those memories down in words would signify that yes, it has come to an end, & this is all we have left to remember it by. Which is the last thing I would ever want.
I don't feel sad. I am still unable to fully feel sad. I know I have been relatively more emo over the past week than I have ever been throughout the 18 months you guys have known me, & I apologize for leaving an emo picture of me as the last memory you would have of me in PM4, but it is not sadness I feel. Rather, it is nothingness, for lack of a better word to describe this state of limbo I am in, of wanting to linger in these moments a little while more, refusing to move on to the next stage of life.
Who am I kidding? As I write this, a few of us have already left Subang. I am loathe to go back there. What charm would the streets of SS15 hold anymore? Nothing but ghosts of a time when we used to walk from the main campus guardhouse to Madam Joyce's, laughing at whatever it was that had our attentions at that time. Faint imprints of 23 silhouettes in the classroom, poking fun at each other & exasperating our lecturers. Shadows in the corners of the rooms that used to house friendly faces, always welcoming a weary friend who just needed to rest. I envision myself back in Taylor's now, only to find buildings which represent empty husks of a life I once led. There is no more comfort or warmth in that place.
Our only hope now lies in three things: the Facebook group, this blog, & most importantly, the Book of Travelling Secrets. I pray with all my heart that these will always keep us connected, that the Book will actually work, that we will all still play our parts as PM4ians, because I refuse to allow this to become a mere memory of my life.
I cannot adequately sum up my emotions over the past one week. But I can adequately sum up my emotions now - writing this made me cry. I still am crying. & I don't know when I will stop.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Surat Pekeliling No. 18.5 Kerajaan Berdaulat PM4
Berikutan pengumuman darurat tanpa pengetahuan diktator Kerajaan Berdaulat PM4, di bawah merupakan arahan kepada angkatan tentera PM4 yang mest dipatuhi, seperti yang dinyatakan dalam Akta Darurat PM4 2009.
Diktator Kong U-B - menunjukkan kehebatan U-B nya
Lau Bu - membuat impersonasi Simon Cowell, Meryl Streep, Amy, dan sesiapa lagi yang relevan
Komando Jason - 'show abs'
Jeneral Ko - meng'nger'
Leftenan Marcel - senyum dengan lebih lebar lagi
Korporal Michelle - menggoda the Dark Lord
Sir Charles - ketawa dan tidur
Tok Kong Bomoh - teruskan pencarian untuk cara penyelesaian melalui teknik mereka cerita nonsesikalnya
Tuan Daniel - minum lebih banyak chocolate milk
Cik Muda Beng Ying - 'slap' sesiapa yang patut
Sergeant Kimberly - 'act cute'
Presiden Lek Ken Vin - membuat stail rambut yang lebih dahsyat lagi
Kolonel Roshan - memakai tali leher hodoh
Private Hui Chuin - membeli kasut imitasi Jimmy Choos untuk seluruh angkatan
Duchess Shin Yee - memandu tank
Count Li Wei - makan di Madam Joyce
Kapten Sharon - mengawal pengaliran wang PM4
Viscountess Su-Ern - mengamplifikasikan komand yang diberi
Lady Zhen - meloyakan arahan the Dark Lord
Baron Kai Lun - bersama Leftenan Marcel menambahkan kuasa senyum
Admiral Shin Yi - menanya soalan atau memberi jawapan yang tidak berkaitan
Marshal Joanne - gunting rambut
Major Alyssa - ketawa seperti hyena
_______________________________________
Dengan kerjasama seluruh angkatan, Kerajaan Berdaulat PM4 yakin bahawa kita boleh mengalahkan the Dark Lord!!
Sesiapa yang tidak menjalankan tanggungjawab seperti yang dinyatakan di atas akan diberi hukuman "chee gei chap sang"
Majulah Negara Untuk Sukan
Diktator Kong U-B - menunjukkan kehebatan U-B nya
Lau Bu - membuat impersonasi Simon Cowell, Meryl Streep, Amy, dan sesiapa lagi yang relevan
Komando Jason - 'show abs'
Jeneral Ko - meng'nger'
Leftenan Marcel - senyum dengan lebih lebar lagi
Korporal Michelle - menggoda the Dark Lord
Sir Charles - ketawa dan tidur
Tok Kong Bomoh - teruskan pencarian untuk cara penyelesaian melalui teknik mereka cerita nonsesikalnya
Tuan Daniel - minum lebih banyak chocolate milk
Cik Muda Beng Ying - 'slap' sesiapa yang patut
Sergeant Kimberly - 'act cute'
Presiden Lek Ken Vin - membuat stail rambut yang lebih dahsyat lagi
Kolonel Roshan - memakai tali leher hodoh
Private Hui Chuin - membeli kasut imitasi Jimmy Choos untuk seluruh angkatan
Duchess Shin Yee - memandu tank
Count Li Wei - makan di Madam Joyce
Kapten Sharon - mengawal pengaliran wang PM4
Viscountess Su-Ern - mengamplifikasikan komand yang diberi
Lady Zhen - meloyakan arahan the Dark Lord
Baron Kai Lun - bersama Leftenan Marcel menambahkan kuasa senyum
Admiral Shin Yi - menanya soalan atau memberi jawapan yang tidak berkaitan
Marshal Joanne - gunting rambut
Major Alyssa - ketawa seperti hyena
_______________________________________
Dengan kerjasama seluruh angkatan, Kerajaan Berdaulat PM4 yakin bahawa kita boleh mengalahkan the Dark Lord!!
Sesiapa yang tidak menjalankan tanggungjawab seperti yang dinyatakan di atas akan diberi hukuman "chee gei chap sang"
Majulah Negara Untuk Sukan
Friday, May 8, 2009
Jamie Lohsoh Day
I have started the social experiment of asking in my class
"Where is Jamie ahhh?"
as if she had never left and she was just absent due to a dis-ease.
when in fact she left after the ratification of the Jamie Lohsoh Agreements for INTEC.
It has elicit responses that has really made me burst out laughing.
Loh shin Yi,
was asked in an sms about the PM4 people's scattering the same question
Lol she paid no attention to all the sentimental stuff in the message but just answered the questionby saying
I'm Sorry.... i don't know where jamie is...
I burst out laughing naturally.
Celebrate Jamie Lohsoh Day every 2nd of june
When the sambil lewa attitude stops, the killing can too...
"Where is Jamie ahhh?"
as if she had never left and she was just absent due to a dis-ease.
when in fact she left after the ratification of the Jamie Lohsoh Agreements for INTEC.
It has elicit responses that has really made me burst out laughing.
Loh shin Yi,
was asked in an sms about the PM4 people's scattering the same question
Lol she paid no attention to all the sentimental stuff in the message but just answered the questionby saying
I'm Sorry.... i don't know where jamie is...
I burst out laughing naturally.
Celebrate Jamie Lohsoh Day every 2nd of june
When the sambil lewa attitude stops, the killing can too...
Cumberlek's Jouney in Peeam 4
Dear PM fourians.
I shall start by saying my Peeamfoourian terminology is horrible. (so do forgive me for it. =p)
Well, i't's been awhile since i've written anything anywhere, joined group events with you guys and actually had a decent chat with generally a lot of people in the class. Yet, class had officially ended, and i'm left here wishing it wasn't over.
I shall declare a few of many things.
1. You guys were the most awesome classmates i ever had in my entire life. By far. You were all so welcoming to one another, always open to helping one another and cooperative.
2. I do wish class never ended so fast.
3. I can tell you TAYMUN would not have been a success if i was placed in any other class other than PM4, simply because i wouldn't have got 90% of the class to join the club and i also wouldn't have gotten such commitment from a huge group of people. Never did i imagine when i wrote that petition letter requestion you guys to join TAYMUN that i would receive such an encouraging feedback in return.
While i was spending my last day with all of you guys i realized how much i've missed out on in the last couple of months for i was so sucked up with myself and my personal agenda. You can pretty much say my presence in class was almost just to attend classes and to do nothing else. I failed to strengthen my friendship bonds with many of you, failed to come across as a warm and friendly guy as i once was and definitely failed to even seem like i was part of the class. For that i sincerely apologize.
Since it is all over now, i guess there's no point looking at the past but instead look towards the future. All of us wil be scattered across the world but hey, in addition to that wonderful idea of that "BOOK", i'll offer my suggestions. ( i may no longer hold any presidential posts to advocate and have the final say over stuff, but i still can suggest. =p)
1. A once a year class meet is definitely very possible. Especially between the months of June- August during our summer holidays. And hey, it's just a day. It's really possible. I can almost assure you that in 10 years time, most of us would be so busy with our lives that we would hardly remember each other, or even make an effort to meet up knowing very well that some of us might not return to this country.
2. the Facebook group to me is the most VITAL communicating tool. I mean come on, there's nothing that beats the internet nowadays, not even snail mail. =p. the one problem about the group which has made it such a lousy communicating tool is that posts on walls do not SAMPAI to the members. Instead, we should just publish a random event and invite all PEEAMFOURIANS TO GRAB THEIR ATTENTION TO CHECK the group once in a while. =p. Thus, the role of the officers of that group become very significant. As much as i like the idea of the book, i have a very bad feeling that it will one day go missing.
I will end by thanking all of you for being such wonderful people and personally sharing what i wish and hope to do in my future so that you will get to know me a little better than what you have in this year and a half.
To start with,
I will choose the road more often taken by PEEAMfourians that is to pursue medicine at Edinburgh. This decision came about after i had a personal revelation speaking with God. Quite simply, to do God's will. And how, it is by being the first one on the ground helping and healing those in need. I do plan to join the NGO Medicins Sans Frontiere when i graduate, go to places where people are living in poverty and do not even get proper healthcare. At the same time i would get to see the world, and see things from a different perspective of life.
And again, the road more often taken, i will choose to specialize. and a particular interest as of now, Neurology. haha. gosh. even talking about it sends shivers. (imagine the amount of time i would spend indulging in text books picking up this field). But yes, this is just something I am thinking of having been inspired by Oliver Sacks and his stories and realizing that this is a field with so much more potential to be tapped out of.(for the knowledge we know about how our brain functions is actually very shallow as of now)
Soon after, i will either choose to be a
i) WHO Director GEneral just like what Dr Margaret CHan is now. I definitely want to make a difference and when i say that, i mean a global difference. And it is by assuming such a high position that i believe we'll be able to do it. (she was the health director of HK who manage to curb avian flu prior to assuming that position)
ii) Get involved in Politics. Why? Because again, i come to realize that i want to bring changes to this country. I want to do something for this country i have lived in for 18 years. And again, it is by assuming such a position, you will have the power to do and bring major reforms. (of course, if i would like to do this, i would have to pick up many dilagues =p including TAMIL)
iii) Be the CEo of a health care company. If i were to do this, i would be looking at earning tonnes of money in which i would use to be a philanthropist myself. And what would i do with the money? Again helping those less fortunate than us (in our own country primarily) and those in poverty stricken regions like Africa. (this would require me to take up an MBA)
I end here.
p.s. It was a very emotional parting session for me today. I am glad i will still be able to see you guys a couple more times before we part ways. And i hope that whatever time we have remaining, we'll be able to make the most of it.
p.p.s it has been within this period of one and a half years i've grown and matured as a person in terms of thoughts more than i have ever done so in my life.
p.p.p.s one more post will follow this one in due time. =)
Your friend always,
Ken Vin Lek.
I shall start by saying my Peeamfoourian terminology is horrible. (so do forgive me for it. =p)
Well, i't's been awhile since i've written anything anywhere, joined group events with you guys and actually had a decent chat with generally a lot of people in the class. Yet, class had officially ended, and i'm left here wishing it wasn't over.
I shall declare a few of many things.
1. You guys were the most awesome classmates i ever had in my entire life. By far. You were all so welcoming to one another, always open to helping one another and cooperative.
2. I do wish class never ended so fast.
3. I can tell you TAYMUN would not have been a success if i was placed in any other class other than PM4, simply because i wouldn't have got 90% of the class to join the club and i also wouldn't have gotten such commitment from a huge group of people. Never did i imagine when i wrote that petition letter requestion you guys to join TAYMUN that i would receive such an encouraging feedback in return.
While i was spending my last day with all of you guys i realized how much i've missed out on in the last couple of months for i was so sucked up with myself and my personal agenda. You can pretty much say my presence in class was almost just to attend classes and to do nothing else. I failed to strengthen my friendship bonds with many of you, failed to come across as a warm and friendly guy as i once was and definitely failed to even seem like i was part of the class. For that i sincerely apologize.
Since it is all over now, i guess there's no point looking at the past but instead look towards the future. All of us wil be scattered across the world but hey, in addition to that wonderful idea of that "BOOK", i'll offer my suggestions. ( i may no longer hold any presidential posts to advocate and have the final say over stuff, but i still can suggest. =p)
1. A once a year class meet is definitely very possible. Especially between the months of June- August during our summer holidays. And hey, it's just a day. It's really possible. I can almost assure you that in 10 years time, most of us would be so busy with our lives that we would hardly remember each other, or even make an effort to meet up knowing very well that some of us might not return to this country.
2. the Facebook group to me is the most VITAL communicating tool. I mean come on, there's nothing that beats the internet nowadays, not even snail mail. =p. the one problem about the group which has made it such a lousy communicating tool is that posts on walls do not SAMPAI to the members. Instead, we should just publish a random event and invite all PEEAMFOURIANS TO GRAB THEIR ATTENTION TO CHECK the group once in a while. =p. Thus, the role of the officers of that group become very significant. As much as i like the idea of the book, i have a very bad feeling that it will one day go missing.
I will end by thanking all of you for being such wonderful people and personally sharing what i wish and hope to do in my future so that you will get to know me a little better than what you have in this year and a half.
To start with,
I will choose the road more often taken by PEEAMfourians that is to pursue medicine at Edinburgh. This decision came about after i had a personal revelation speaking with God. Quite simply, to do God's will. And how, it is by being the first one on the ground helping and healing those in need. I do plan to join the NGO Medicins Sans Frontiere when i graduate, go to places where people are living in poverty and do not even get proper healthcare. At the same time i would get to see the world, and see things from a different perspective of life.
And again, the road more often taken, i will choose to specialize. and a particular interest as of now, Neurology. haha. gosh. even talking about it sends shivers. (imagine the amount of time i would spend indulging in text books picking up this field). But yes, this is just something I am thinking of having been inspired by Oliver Sacks and his stories and realizing that this is a field with so much more potential to be tapped out of.(for the knowledge we know about how our brain functions is actually very shallow as of now)
Soon after, i will either choose to be a
i) WHO Director GEneral just like what Dr Margaret CHan is now. I definitely want to make a difference and when i say that, i mean a global difference. And it is by assuming such a high position that i believe we'll be able to do it. (she was the health director of HK who manage to curb avian flu prior to assuming that position)
ii) Get involved in Politics. Why? Because again, i come to realize that i want to bring changes to this country. I want to do something for this country i have lived in for 18 years. And again, it is by assuming such a position, you will have the power to do and bring major reforms. (of course, if i would like to do this, i would have to pick up many dilagues =p including TAMIL)
iii) Be the CEo of a health care company. If i were to do this, i would be looking at earning tonnes of money in which i would use to be a philanthropist myself. And what would i do with the money? Again helping those less fortunate than us (in our own country primarily) and those in poverty stricken regions like Africa. (this would require me to take up an MBA)
I end here.
p.s. It was a very emotional parting session for me today. I am glad i will still be able to see you guys a couple more times before we part ways. And i hope that whatever time we have remaining, we'll be able to make the most of it.
p.p.s it has been within this period of one and a half years i've grown and matured as a person in terms of thoughts more than i have ever done so in my life.
p.p.p.s one more post will follow this one in due time. =)
Your friend always,
Ken Vin Lek.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
WELCOME MISS YAP
Welcome Miss Yap to a world you have never known existed. You would have got this address from that very nice gift we peeamfourians got for you.
we would think that you would guess that we were already tak betul a little when we started playing dress-up
Jason getting pregnant
daniel having big assets and showing them off unceremoniously in a bathrobe
Timothy dressing up and making up as a 90 year old woman
This blogspot has been running for months but we knew the wisdom of keeping this very pleasant surprise from you until we all say our goodbyes.
From the start of this blog, we have always been theorizing whether you were aware of the existence of this blog ( Note: If you are one who is fond of googling yourself, then ... hint..hint...)
Anyway, without beating around the bush, welcome Miss Yap to the blogspot of a class who have not really got the right screws in the right places up there.
We have spun numerous tales of distant lands and fantastical circumstances throughout our 1 and a half years at Taylor's, of which unfortunately, only a small fraction (the milder ones : smirk) is documented in this blog.
We hope that this blog will only bring two things:
1) As a means of contact and fellowship among the peeamfourians and you. We will continue to update this blog, spinning either tales that don't quite make sense or more serious commentaries which are classified as "State of the PM4 Commentaries". We sincerely hope that you will continually check this blog, comment once in a while and pour attention on your 23 beloved hunks and models , especially those who need it the most... read: Ko :P
2) As a record of events be a truly awesome class, that will one day do great things. We want you Miss Yap, to open this blogspot 20 years later and see articles documenting each of the 23 models and hunks making this world a better place and then click on the archives to find in great horror the nonsense these 23 hunky and model-ly superheroes of the world once wrote and spoke of.
NOw, Teacher, be also proud that you have one more thing to show off to your colleagues :P
I am also proud to say that we have not deleted a single thing from this blog before presenting it to you (although we did practise discretion on what goes up at first :P)
I thus end with the hope that we will not break such endothermic bonds with such a fantastic teacher.
And we hope you do not find reason or enough energy to break those bonds too...
LOVE
PM4
PS: WE hope nothing is offensive on this blog. All the stories are borne out for our immense love for our class mates and lecturers. If at all anything is found to be offensive, we sincerely apologise. WE do not want untoward incidences of certificates being withheld afterall... (a grin and a smirk)
This Blog has been mainly contributed by
Lim WEi Zhen
KOng Chia YEw
Daniel Lee
ESther Lee
Lek Ken Vin
Jason Chai
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Pemindaan Perlembagaan PM4
Berikutan Krisis Wei Zhen-He Who Must Not be named,
Diktator Tun Kong Lee Lian tanpa pengetahuan nya, memperkenan Pemindaan Perlembagaan seperti berikut.
Penambahan Klausa seperti berikut;
Klausa 564
Segala hal yang berkaitan dengan He Who Must not benamed dan kaitannya dengan Lowya Buruk atau warganegara lain adalah dilarang sama sekali di depan Lowya Buluk :P. Ia diberi takrif ISU SENSITIF di mana perbincanagnnya boleh dijatuhkan hukuman seperti berikut:
Hukuman ke atas pemegang Jawatan Kerajaan
a) Burettization
b) Pemberian makanan percuma kepada jason Chai
c) Pemakaian stail Timothy Kueks seumur hidup.
Hukuman ke atas Warganegara Biasa
a) Burettization
b) Kalau berwarganegara Lelaki, hukuman 'show abs' dikenakan di depan Michelle .
hukuman ke atas jarley
a) makanan percuma dilarang sama sekali ke atasnya.
b) Burettization
KONG CHIA YEW
Bagi Pihak
Relative dan Diktator
Tun Kong Lee Lian, AYNL
Diktator Tun Kong Lee Lian tanpa pengetahuan nya, memperkenan Pemindaan Perlembagaan seperti berikut.
Penambahan Klausa seperti berikut;
Klausa 564
Segala hal yang berkaitan dengan He Who Must not benamed dan kaitannya dengan Lowya Buruk atau warganegara lain adalah dilarang sama sekali di depan Lowya Buluk :P. Ia diberi takrif ISU SENSITIF di mana perbincanagnnya boleh dijatuhkan hukuman seperti berikut:
Hukuman ke atas pemegang Jawatan Kerajaan
a) Burettization
b) Pemberian makanan percuma kepada jason Chai
c) Pemakaian stail Timothy Kueks seumur hidup.
Hukuman ke atas Warganegara Biasa
a) Burettization
b) Kalau berwarganegara Lelaki, hukuman 'show abs' dikenakan di depan Michelle .
hukuman ke atas jarley
a) makanan percuma dilarang sama sekali ke atasnya.
b) Burettization
KONG CHIA YEW
Bagi Pihak
Relative dan Diktator
Tun Kong Lee Lian, AYNL
Monday, May 4, 2009
& the Lowya Buluk speaks
Dear beloved classmates,
Flattered as I am by the attention bestowed upon me - which our dear Tok Bomoh claims is an honour that has thus far only been awarded to the demigod & Jarley - & touched as I am by the concern you all (ie. Tok Kong Bomoh, the tutor, the Donut-taker, Aminah, Ah Wa [or is it Ah Pieng? The horny one lah basically], Lau Bu & Jarley) seem to have over my single status, I would like to once & for all state clearly that unlike Jarley, I do not crave attention in such a manner as you have seen fit to give me.
There are many reasons why my tolerance level went past the threshold level today, none of them being anywhere close to the suggestion that it may be because I like a certain someone whose name shall not be revealed. I have laughed off the past year of jokes as much as I could, but today, it has surpassed the threshold frequency & the electrons orbitting around me are already threatening to go off course. I am afraid of what might happen if they do - they might hit someone or might cause me to emit radiation, fates which I do not wish upon anyone in the class as I love you all too much.
My reasons are simple.
One, because it is a lie, a fabrication based on nothing but wild imagination. Which is fine, seeing as most of our Family stories revolve around such nonsensical fantastical things. But not when it has gone overboard to the point it is today or involves an outsider unfamiliar to the Ways of the NL Family. On top of that, this fabrication is totally, completely, & utterly baseless - unlike the other plots concocted by us, which always had some small element of fact in them (even if only 1.0 x 10^-30 per cent).
Two, because it is a matter of reputation. Said outsiders who are unfamiliar to the Ways of the NL Family might get the impression that my humble Lowya Buluk self is a desperate bachelorette who talks about nothing but relationships all day & thus causing the whole Family to also talk about the same topic. This may seem far-fetched, but it is a highly logical conclusion that can be easily made if the facts available to you are limited to "this class always talks about ___ & ___". Just because our Family frequently discusses the topic of ___ & ___'s relationship does not mean it can be confirmed as truth, but others might not know that it is mere speculation. I do not wish to be known as desperate or frivolous, thus this reason.
There are other reasons, but I will not bog you down with them. I believe that these two reasons are sufficient to make my stand clear & to make you understand my position.
I refuse to tolerate this any longer & if it were to come up in the future, I will not stand by & listen to it & laugh along as I always have. My threshold frequency is evidently lower than Ah Chai's.
Thus, I seek your co-operation & understanding in this.
If all else fails, I will have to resort to drastic measures. Do not force me to invoke the name of the demigod.
Yours in NL,
Lowya Buluk
A-Zhen & Co.
Flattered as I am by the attention bestowed upon me - which our dear Tok Bomoh claims is an honour that has thus far only been awarded to the demigod & Jarley - & touched as I am by the concern you all (ie. Tok Kong Bomoh, the tutor, the Donut-taker, Aminah, Ah Wa [or is it Ah Pieng? The horny one lah basically], Lau Bu & Jarley) seem to have over my single status, I would like to once & for all state clearly that unlike Jarley, I do not crave attention in such a manner as you have seen fit to give me.
There are many reasons why my tolerance level went past the threshold level today, none of them being anywhere close to the suggestion that it may be because I like a certain someone whose name shall not be revealed. I have laughed off the past year of jokes as much as I could, but today, it has surpassed the threshold frequency & the electrons orbitting around me are already threatening to go off course. I am afraid of what might happen if they do - they might hit someone or might cause me to emit radiation, fates which I do not wish upon anyone in the class as I love you all too much.
My reasons are simple.
One, because it is a lie, a fabrication based on nothing but wild imagination. Which is fine, seeing as most of our Family stories revolve around such nonsensical fantastical things. But not when it has gone overboard to the point it is today or involves an outsider unfamiliar to the Ways of the NL Family. On top of that, this fabrication is totally, completely, & utterly baseless - unlike the other plots concocted by us, which always had some small element of fact in them (even if only 1.0 x 10^-30 per cent).
Two, because it is a matter of reputation. Said outsiders who are unfamiliar to the Ways of the NL Family might get the impression that my humble Lowya Buluk self is a desperate bachelorette who talks about nothing but relationships all day & thus causing the whole Family to also talk about the same topic. This may seem far-fetched, but it is a highly logical conclusion that can be easily made if the facts available to you are limited to "this class always talks about ___ & ___". Just because our Family frequently discusses the topic of ___ & ___'s relationship does not mean it can be confirmed as truth, but others might not know that it is mere speculation. I do not wish to be known as desperate or frivolous, thus this reason.
There are other reasons, but I will not bog you down with them. I believe that these two reasons are sufficient to make my stand clear & to make you understand my position.
I refuse to tolerate this any longer & if it were to come up in the future, I will not stand by & listen to it & laugh along as I always have. My threshold frequency is evidently lower than Ah Chai's.
Thus, I seek your co-operation & understanding in this.
If all else fails, I will have to resort to drastic measures. Do not force me to invoke the name of the demigod.
Yours in NL,
Lowya Buluk
A-Zhen & Co.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Why we know we have God on our side :P
referring to below post:
1) Su Ern, Jason and Wei Zhen slaughtered Cambridge and made the Dark Lord their Servants... thus earning them Cambridge Brilliance Awards. Which means free food in a dinner by cambridge Jason... We wish them many more slaughters in years to come.
2) Sharon Teng has got into Harvard to study the science of limited resources and today got herself published in Star Education.
3) We have Miss Yap Nyoke Lee as Mentor.
4) Miss Mary Ng knows Marcellus
5) we have a guy who laughs for no reason
1) Su Ern, Jason and Wei Zhen slaughtered Cambridge and made the Dark Lord their Servants... thus earning them Cambridge Brilliance Awards. Which means free food in a dinner by cambridge Jason... We wish them many more slaughters in years to come.
2) Sharon Teng has got into Harvard to study the science of limited resources and today got herself published in Star Education.
3) We have Miss Yap Nyoke Lee as Mentor.
4) Miss Mary Ng knows Marcellus
5) we have a guy who laughs for no reason
Congrats!
PM4 is the coolest class on Earth. Have I ever mentioned this before?=D
It is true that everyone of us is AWESOME as quoted by Tim. Hehe
Congrats to Sharon who is going to Harvard,
Congrats to Zhen, Su Ern and Jason for the CIE Brilliance Award for AS (Sorry if I miss out anyone here..I only have limited access to sources=P).
Thank you to all for the valueable 6 months (Almost a year has pass and I still remember every single moment of it=D)
Miss you guys! =)
It is true that everyone of us is AWESOME as quoted by Tim. Hehe
Congrats to Sharon who is going to Harvard,
Congrats to Zhen, Su Ern and Jason for the CIE Brilliance Award for AS (Sorry if I miss out anyone here..I only have limited access to sources=P).
Thank you to all for the valueable 6 months (Almost a year has pass and I still remember every single moment of it=D)
Miss you guys! =)
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Our Big Brother Jason Chai's " A Close to another Chapter"
18 months of hard work, Ms Yap infatuation and good fun is coming to an end (not to mention the family ties: sisters, husband, mother, grandmother, employers and employees of the Nyoke Lee Family). I’m sure it has been a learning curve and an experience not to forget for everyone.
More importantly is what we take back from this chapter of our lives. Beyond the lame jokes, the diverse impersonations and random insults, there is definitely something more to “life as a peeamfourian”.
I’ll definitely remember the various food places in SS15, the good and the not so good. One of them being Madam Joyce Eatery which started off as a small “chap fan” shop at H20 drinking stall and has ever since been a daily stop for lunch till now. Nah, I’m not going to bore you bout the different foods and what to eat and what not to. I’ll be writing a mini biography of Madam Joyce herself (please dun turn her into another god :D).
She started working ever since she was in school (can’t remember what exactly) and furthered her studies in hotel management locally first and finally in Switzerland, working part-time. She was actually involved in the management of the First World Hotel in Genting. As her husband was involved in construction, she too helped in site management, etc.
Madam Joyce was a lady of many talents. She then moved on to the food business where she started off selling on the streets and was later spotted by the H2O drinking station people who asked her to set up the stall at SS15.
She said that cooking has always been the passion and finally she was able to pursue it. In fact, she was asked to cook Malaysian food at the Venetian in Macau but turned it down. Instead, she chose to come here. Many people may wonder why tire herself at such an age (her daughter is already married) to cook? She enjoys cooking because it gives her satisfaction that people enjoy her food, people like us. Cooking was initially just her hobby where she would entertain her friends but now she has a bigger audience, a bigger group of food tasters: lecturers, students and working adults of SS15.
Her plan for the future is to travel the world not to enjoy beautiful sceneries or historical places but to unselfishly help the poor in places such as India.
The moral of the story as cliché as it sounds is that we should learn from people like this who dare to pursue their passion, who have the guts to step out of their comfort zone to try something new which has always been dear to their hearts. Let not our dreams we have as children fade away but let us realize our long-standing ambitions. Let us hold true to the innocent dreams we have untainted by remarks from people around us and the world. But also grow from experiences to be able to put these dreams into reality.
I believe each of us is different, one of a kind and with the potential to make a difference in this world. As the chapter in Taylor’s College is coming to a close and a new one beginning, don’t forget the experiences we have had, the lessons learnt and the friendships made. Time belongs to no man and it is inevitable that we all have to move on but everything has its own time. There is a time for friendships to be made, a time for relationships to form and for some to be broken. There is a time where we learn from our failures and a time to rejoice in our triumph. There is a time to teach and a time to learn from others. There is a time for joy and a time for disappointments. It’s a never-ending journey of learning and discovery and in two months, it will be time for all of us to part our separate ways.
But nonetheless, we are all peeamfourians at heart and shall always cherish the every moment we have had together.
More importantly is what we take back from this chapter of our lives. Beyond the lame jokes, the diverse impersonations and random insults, there is definitely something more to “life as a peeamfourian”.
I’ll definitely remember the various food places in SS15, the good and the not so good. One of them being Madam Joyce Eatery which started off as a small “chap fan” shop at H20 drinking stall and has ever since been a daily stop for lunch till now. Nah, I’m not going to bore you bout the different foods and what to eat and what not to. I’ll be writing a mini biography of Madam Joyce herself (please dun turn her into another god :D).
She started working ever since she was in school (can’t remember what exactly) and furthered her studies in hotel management locally first and finally in Switzerland, working part-time. She was actually involved in the management of the First World Hotel in Genting. As her husband was involved in construction, she too helped in site management, etc.
Madam Joyce was a lady of many talents. She then moved on to the food business where she started off selling on the streets and was later spotted by the H2O drinking station people who asked her to set up the stall at SS15.
She said that cooking has always been the passion and finally she was able to pursue it. In fact, she was asked to cook Malaysian food at the Venetian in Macau but turned it down. Instead, she chose to come here. Many people may wonder why tire herself at such an age (her daughter is already married) to cook? She enjoys cooking because it gives her satisfaction that people enjoy her food, people like us. Cooking was initially just her hobby where she would entertain her friends but now she has a bigger audience, a bigger group of food tasters: lecturers, students and working adults of SS15.
Her plan for the future is to travel the world not to enjoy beautiful sceneries or historical places but to unselfishly help the poor in places such as India.
The moral of the story as cliché as it sounds is that we should learn from people like this who dare to pursue their passion, who have the guts to step out of their comfort zone to try something new which has always been dear to their hearts. Let not our dreams we have as children fade away but let us realize our long-standing ambitions. Let us hold true to the innocent dreams we have untainted by remarks from people around us and the world. But also grow from experiences to be able to put these dreams into reality.
I believe each of us is different, one of a kind and with the potential to make a difference in this world. As the chapter in Taylor’s College is coming to a close and a new one beginning, don’t forget the experiences we have had, the lessons learnt and the friendships made. Time belongs to no man and it is inevitable that we all have to move on but everything has its own time. There is a time for friendships to be made, a time for relationships to form and for some to be broken. There is a time where we learn from our failures and a time to rejoice in our triumph. There is a time to teach and a time to learn from others. There is a time for joy and a time for disappointments. It’s a never-ending journey of learning and discovery and in two months, it will be time for all of us to part our separate ways.
But nonetheless, we are all peeamfourians at heart and shall always cherish the every moment we have had together.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
the fruits of the demiGod's labour
The Book of BuckminsterFullerene
almost 1 and a half years ago ,
a demigod (for fear of using a more appropritate term that will make the writer be labelled as a heretic)
created a world who worshipped her
and she has given back the fruits of these worshippings (Ayat 2,4-dinitro, 3,6 dichlorophenylhydrazine)
for her children have become thus
a male child will become either the discoverer the cure of AIDS or the dentist who becomes Prime Minister of Malaysia
a female child will go to Harvard to learn the trade of limited resources, and then to fully alleviate poverty in the world
a female child will become the lawyer who finally drives things that are meloyakan from the world of law and at the same time handle a divorce case that has gone on since the beginning of time :P
another male child will laugh and by his laugh resonate the hundreds of structures, physical and mental that he has created
another female child will give new meaning to medical treatment by breaking the all important clause in the Hippocratic oath "In every house where I come I will enter only for the good of my patients, keeping myself far from all intentional ill-doing and all seduction and especially from the pleasures of love with women or with men, be they free or slaves"
another male child will build mobile structures that go as fast as the eagles and run on green chemicals. If he obeys the 12 principles of the demigod a fair maiden in a parallel shall steal his heart
The other children will be as bountiful in deed and possessions as compensation for suffering for service to the noblest profession and youngest science.
in a few months, the demigod will release her leash on her 23 children
and she shall go off riding her burette CRV making new worlds every 1 and a half years
almost 1 and a half years ago ,
a demigod (for fear of using a more appropritate term that will make the writer be labelled as a heretic)
created a world who worshipped her
and she has given back the fruits of these worshippings (Ayat 2,4-dinitro, 3,6 dichlorophenylhydrazine)
for her children have become thus
a male child will become either the discoverer the cure of AIDS or the dentist who becomes Prime Minister of Malaysia
a female child will go to Harvard to learn the trade of limited resources, and then to fully alleviate poverty in the world
a female child will become the lawyer who finally drives things that are meloyakan from the world of law and at the same time handle a divorce case that has gone on since the beginning of time :P
another male child will laugh and by his laugh resonate the hundreds of structures, physical and mental that he has created
another female child will give new meaning to medical treatment by breaking the all important clause in the Hippocratic oath "In every house where I come I will enter only for the good of my patients, keeping myself far from all intentional ill-doing and all seduction and especially from the pleasures of love with women or with men, be they free or slaves"
another male child will build mobile structures that go as fast as the eagles and run on green chemicals. If he obeys the 12 principles of the demigod a fair maiden in a parallel shall steal his heart
The other children will be as bountiful in deed and possessions as compensation for suffering for service to the noblest profession and youngest science.
in a few months, the demigod will release her leash on her 23 children
and she shall go off riding her burette CRV making new worlds every 1 and a half years
Thursday, March 12, 2009
∞
Daniel Lee attempted to achieve nirvana. He made the attempt when Mr Lai(chicken rice) and his students were in the scene. They all turned to him.
Does achieving nirvana attract attention?
I think nirvana cannot be described because there are no words in existence for doing so. Not non-existence either, it is beyond the very ideas of existing and not existing.
By a boy who's deeply infatuated with moving sculpted metals
Sorry for using your id!
Does achieving nirvana attract attention?
I think nirvana cannot be described because there are no words in existence for doing so. Not non-existence either, it is beyond the very ideas of existing and not existing.
By a boy who's deeply infatuated with moving sculpted metals
Sorry for using your id!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
War Crimes Exposed
She made us stand on chairs
She made hundreds and hundreds of lies (on her relationship) to us
She took away our freedom of speech
She took Ko's name away (by calling him Mr Khoo)
She rolled Roshan's name and thus induced trauma and scars on him that will last a lifetime
The sufferings of the Shoba kalimuthun regime were countless, vast and unimpeded
She killed millions of trees mercilessly and tainted their dead bodies (which she impaled and sliced into a million pieces) with Maths questions
Grace be to God that her crimes are now exposed in the open...
Let us not suffer in the future,
When the sambil lewa attitude stops,
the killing can too....
Congratulations and hope you become a mother of many many young dictators soon...
LATEST ADDITION TO THE FAMILY
oops.wrong one.
cant argue though.
shes cute.
not scary.
shobalicious.lol...
Thursday, January 22, 2009
burrettes
pipettes, filter funnels, test tubes, retort clamps, rubber suckers.
none of them i want t use on Ko.
then someone handed her an instrument of titration.
whats the initial volume?
nuthin~
whats the final volume?
nuthin~
is there anytin u dont like bout it?
nuthin~
sniff*
its beautiful.
i shall call it,
a burrette.
take it and go.
take it,
....
and go.
take it and go.
Monday, January 5, 2009
The Force is no longer with you...
The wild dance moves of Leong YP have overridden the Sureshan Frown.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
The Force Prevails!
Friday, January 2, 2009
it was new year's eve.
i cant help but leave.
the memories of the past year.
like the glow after the fire.
we had laughter, joy and fun,
amidst parties, classes and lunch.
yet there is still some sadness.
of donuts whose miscarriage we witness.
yet its a whole new season.
n all of u should listen.
for the love of ms yap our god.
we need to throw in with the lot.
n conquer the dark lord of cambridge.
like an igor pullin the switch.
usin burrettes and filter paper.
we will put chocolates till later.
and everyone will talk
bout the pm4 who rocked.
i cant help but leave.
the memories of the past year.
like the glow after the fire.
we had laughter, joy and fun,
amidst parties, classes and lunch.
yet there is still some sadness.
of donuts whose miscarriage we witness.
yet its a whole new season.
n all of u should listen.
for the love of ms yap our god.
we need to throw in with the lot.
n conquer the dark lord of cambridge.
like an igor pullin the switch.
usin burrettes and filter paper.
we will put chocolates till later.
and everyone will talk
bout the pm4 who rocked.
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