For the rest of the year...

I will not eat for the rest of this year,
I will not drink for the rest of this year,
I will not use the toilet for the rest of this year,
I will sleep for the rest of this year,
And I will definately not eat pork for the rest of this year.....







All these because the year will end in about 20 minutes from now...... :)

A REALLY Random Post

Now, can ANY of you guess what this is for??
here's a hint: It is used for medical tests....
here's another view......





















Ok, If you haven't answered it yet, here's the answer:
















This container is used to collect your poop for samples in a medical exam..... :)
Still hungry??

FINALLY

FINALLY I managed to drag myself to write a post..... I'm just enjoying doing nothing now...... just eating, sleeping, online-ing and basically enjoying myself.. this is just to let all my form 5 friends know :)

First blog post in... not sure how long..... I think 3 months++

Yeap... this is my first blog post in a LOOOONG time... I writing this because I'm feeling lame. It is virtually impossible for me NOT to think about a lame joke whenever I see something normal. (ie, if I see a chicken, I say,"why did the chicken cross the road?"
Also, I'm under a weird spell... I talk in my sleep and HEAR it!!!!
I'm getting weirder and weirder, curiouser and curiouser......
Now, I shall walk away.
*Walks away*
No, wait, I'm feeling lame, so I shall hobble away...
*hobbles away*

Oh where, oh where, has my identity gone

Our identities define us. When asked about ourselves, we would mostly talk about where we find our identities. For example, some of us find our identities in our computers. Our internet lives are our identities. When asked, "who are you?", we launch into a long, and complete lecture on our lives online. Our 1,000,000 Facebook "friends" (of whom we personally know less than 1 percent). Our twitter posts, our blog posts, and our COMpost.....
To others, who they are is what they eat. When asked about themselves, they launch into a tirade about healthy foods, whether for or against.
And still others are finding their identities in something more dangerous. Friends. Who we hang out with and what we do when we hang out has ceased to be a product of us. Instead our friends and activities have DEFINED us. Why? Are we so insecure that we need our FRIENDS (who, most of the time, are just as insecure and immature as we are) to define us? Is the maxim that we quote, "everybody is different", just words that are incoherently mumbled out of our mouths for "proper" occasions?
It is normal and proper for a young person to want acceptance. As a matter of fact, a proper amount of the want of acceptance is healthy. However, it is important NOT to let this insecurity rule our lives. This will ultimately lead to our destruction. When the object that we find our identity is lost, broken, or destroyed, we lose our identity. We lose our purpose. We become confused. Why? Because the very thing that defines us is GONE. When that happens, we feel empty.
I have to confess, I too am insecure. Often, I slip and fall into the depths of emo-ness. But, there is one thing I know. If I am to have a secure and firm identity, it has to be found in someone that is eternal and cannot be lost, broken, or destroyed.

Awww......

It is not often that I am caught up by puppy, but this time I couldn't help myself. A couple of weeks back, outside my grandmother's house, I was just lazing with my family. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a streak of black. As it edged cautiously nearer to me, I couldn't help myself but I got onto my knees and started looking closer at the puppy. Without a trace of hesitation, it quickly walked to me. Disregarding all thoughts of hygiene, I started stroking the dog. Within moments, a mystical bond between man and dog formed....
Here are some pictures of it:



Somehow, That poor little thingy was so curious about my hand, feet, sandals, etc...

See what I mean?? It just didn't stop licking me..

I couldn't focus the phone camera properly... It was just too active

Hunter pose...

Anyway, after a while, we had to go in for dinner. Sadly, we had to leave the dog outside. First, it started gnawing at my grandmother's gate, then it started whining and yelping.... Sighs... What a pitiful creature. It tore my heart to see it so sad, but, after five minutes, it went off to get another victim...

I feel so melancholic when I remember that dog......

Unveiling the new blog for QLSH1991

Yes, you heard it right. The blog I have awaited so long to see is now active! Quincy Lee, 18-year-old photo-genius and animal master, now has a BLOGSPOT!!!! He decided to move away from his last site into this new one!!! HE ROX!
http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com

Is Computer Destroying My Family Time?

For many of us, the computer is just a tool we use to connect with friends and, sometimes, extended family. But, do we realize that the computer is taking away our time with our IMMEDIATE family? I sometimes fail to realize that the one hour I spend on the computer is another precious hour robbed from my family time. I also fail, at times, to realize that the computer is ADDICTIVE. This sad fact is even more true with the internet and portability of laptops.
Like drugs, the computer is GREAT to use and to play with. And, like drugs, it gets boring after awhile. But, since I am in denial that I'm addicted to the computer, I just return to it insted of getting help. And, the addiction continues.
Although the computer itself is dangerous, it is even more disastrous when it is coupled with the internet. The internet is just as deadly as the computer, and, just like the computer, it is ADDICTIVE. I can't count the number of times where I have, instead of spendind quality time with my family, spent useless and purposeless hours with the computer. The internet is so destructive because it gives me another personality that is everything I want to be but am not. In other words, I get to pretend to be someone else. This other person that I am is one that is popular, attractive, fun, and secure. In other words, this second personality is just a facade and a mask to hide my insecurity. I get to become a fake person. I have a personality that is "pirated". As we all know, most of the time, pirated goods may SEEM good on the outside, but do not withstand a more detailed inspection. It is impossible to ever be secure through a shortcut. Our security, if it is formed through covering up cracks in out personality, will NEVER withstand a detailed inspection of who I am. How dangerous a false personality can be.
My family, on the other hand, can offer me security. My parents, much as I hate to admit, build my personality. I become a better person when I learn from my parents. Siblings cause rivalry, and develop personalities. Without doubt, even though we have rough times, I will not hesitate to defend my brother with whatever force necessary. Be it in words, or blows.
The computer is a tool, but a dangerous tool. It can be used for building up a relationship, or isolating myself from the world. The internet can be used for connecting with friends, but it can rob me time from my family. I must use these tools with caution. I must remember to control it and not let it control me. I have had enough of this addiction. Breaking free is tough, but I must.

My trip in the Center of the (Klang) Valley and back

After reading the title, you'd think I went for some nature trip or something.... BUT, does nature have AIRCON???
Truth is, I was invited to Mid Valley by Chloe last Friday. I went to watch "Night in the Museum 2". Unfortunately, I made a mistake and went there VERY EARLY. But, as a result of that, I got to read one short story by Fredrick Forsynth ( the Veteran) and, I got to try the SUREFIRE 6P.
For all non torch fanatics, Surefire is an American torch brand that builds GREAT torchlights. But, there is only one problem, Its VERY expensive. (mimimum price: RM250)
ANYWAYS... I met up with Chloe, Suwen, Lynn, Joey, Kye Chin, and.... JARETT!!!!!!
They just finished watching Hannah Montana 3. And, I found out something about Jarett. He is Sensitive. According to him, he nearly cried. (maybe that is why all girls like him, he is sensitive). After that, we waited for Tim Sim to arrive. Then, THE MOVIE.
After the movie, I followed them on a walk. It was a walk of purpose. It was a walk to find FOOD!!!
After a (small) lunch, we lepaked for awhile in Food Garden. After that, we walked around. Unlike the previoius walk, this was a walk without ANY purpose whatsoever. Its only purpose (to me) was to watch Suwen run into EACH AND EVERY clothing shop, and getting DRAGGED OUT by Tim and Chloe.... lol. After that, they went into a CD shop. Tim was looking at the "Group" section. I was looking at the "Jazz" section. Lynn, Suwen, Joey, and Kye Chin were looking at "EVERYTHING". Jarett was caught up in the " International Female" section, and Chloe was caught up in the "International Male" section... ACHEM...
After that (and a lot of random walking), we left Mid Valley. The journey back was quite normal for everyone else BUT ME. Why?? I had a purpose. I had painstakingly plotted this move for a long time. I was going to get a HAIRCUT!
Actually, that haircut was LONG overdue. My parents kept asking me to get a 'cut, but I kept refusing. I kept refusing because I wanted to get my haircut without them knowing. So, on the journey back, I asked Un. Jerry to drop me at a Indian barber near my house. My plan was to get my haircut and walk home. However, the second part was impossible. It was impossible because it started STORMING. So, I was forced to ask my dad to pick me up. What an ANTICLIMAX!!!!!!!!

For Tim Sim and Khiing:

This is the hardest thing I've ever done. I must confess this in front of EVERYONE that reads this blog. I must admit: I in love with something that I haven't considered before. I see it in a whole new light now. I will describe her to you first, then tell you her name:
1) In my eyes, she SHINES!!!
2) I need to say, she is WAY OLDER THAN ME
3) She is like, really cool
4) One of her names is green apple, but the other is..............................


















GRANNY SMITH

The efffect of Benzheimers

This is what's going through my mind now:

I can't seem to find anything to blog about these days... my last post was, to some people's minds, to philosophical. I can't seem to find anything wrong with it.
ANYWAY....
Blog about.... myself?? NAH
Apples (for randomness) NAH
Nothing? nah
Don't blog? maybe, but I wanna do SOMETHING
So, Blog about inability to blog?? YES!!! EUREKA!!!
*Ben's brain has degenerated so badly he can't even blog properly*

Reality TV-The Modern Gladiator Arena

We look at the gladiator games of Ancient Rome and we say, "Oh my, this is so bloody and sadistic. I'm glad we are more civilized now."
But, we are NOT! The human race, instead of growing more civilized and humane, has become more complicated in their sadistic pursuits. We 'entertain' ourselves by watching innocent men and women tear each other up emotionally and psychologically. I am talking about Reality TV
Is this not the same sadism that drove the Romans to create the Gladiator arenas? Aren't we enjoying these shows in the same way that the Romans enjoyed their brutal fights? Are we so addicted to the bloodless battles that these people fought that we ignore their humanity? Why do we enjoy the back-stabbing and silent wars that are fought between these contestants?
We have indeed become as demented as the Romans. The end of our society is near...

Reasons NOT to blog...

Yeah, that's right. This is MY top ten list of reasons NOT to blog (all 'cause I'm feeling random):
10) I don't like the colour, so I want to stop blogging
9) I like reading about other people's problems, NOT my own
8) I am emo and sensitive, people will only laugh at me if they read my blog. *emo look*
7) I like disturbing others. BUT, I don't like them disturbing me.
6) There is a possibility that I might get a nasty comment, and I don't know how to delete it!!
5) I might accidentally make myself look bad
4) I might accidentally insult someone
3) I'm scared that I might get carried away and say something that looks like ****
2) My parents can watch my every step online
1) I'm just too lazy!!!

Well, this list is just a random piece of randomness... so, yeah, I'm still going to blog

Chinese (brother) water torture.......?

Recently, I was at the mamak with my family and another family. I was fortunate (or so I thought) enough to sit under the fan that blew out water droplets. After the meal, true to form, both families started talking. Halfway through a sentence, I felt a droplet of water hit my lips... Then, another droplet hit my hand. I moved a few feet away from the suspected fan, but the water droplets kept coming every few seconds. By now, my brother and my friends were laughing so helplessly that I suspected someting amiss. Keeping an eye on my brother and his fidgety hands, I noticed that everytime he played with his cup of "teh ais", a droplet of liquid would hit me moments later. Soon, I caught him in the act. He was flicking the remains of his "teh ais" on me via his straw... Sigh. Naturally, I took away his cup and continued talking random stuff when, ugh, another droplet of water hit me... I looked at my hand, my brother's cup was still there. I looked at my brother. To my horror, he took my friend's cup of "teh ais" and was shooting the remnants at me AGAIN....

Paroimia

Just yesterday, I went to watch Paroimia. It was GREAT!!! The storyline was simple, but captivating. The music was intricate, exciting, and enjoyable. The dances were very well executed and the dancers were well coordinated. The dancers and actors showed great finesse in their act.
To everyone that reades this email, Paroimia is a MUST SEE.

Music Exams....

Music exams...
The feelings start the night before. Your stomach suddenly starts fluttering when you remember that the next day is THE DAY. Then, you go through the rest of the night rather numbed. Finally, you go to sleep. You feel like you need sleep, but you just can't. You toss and turn, roll and fidget. Finally, you doze off.
The next morning, you wake up and are blissfully unaware for the first five to ten minutes. Then, as your mind gets more alert, reality hits you like a bucket of ice water in your face. THE DAY HAS COME!
The day passes slowly as you contemplate your upcoming performance.
The time comes to go into the hotel where you will perform for a TRAINED professional in music.
Will I be too nervous? Will I make a mistake that ruins my piece? Will my instrument have techinical problems?
One by one, these questions run through you mind. One by one, you mentally answer them and try to reassure yourself. Soon, you run out of questions and time. The time comes when it is time for you to enter the examination room. Your heart is beating a mixture of excitement and apprehesion. The door opens, you greet the examiner and get a greeting that is friendly, but not very reassuring.
The exam passes as blur in your head. You answer each question and play your pieces, scales, and arppegios mechanically. Finally, you are free to exit the room. The moment you pass the door, a wave of mixed reactions hit you. You feel relieved that you have finished the exam, you feel satisfied that you have done your best, BUT, you feel nervous. The nervousness comes from wondering if you did well enough. Sure, you did your best, but was it good enough?? This question irks you for the first few minutes. But, your results arrive only in three to four months. Over the next few hours, your trepidation is replaced by overwhelming relief and joy. Your face is a picture of contentment. The exam is OVER

Easter

WOW... Easter... this is one word that means a lot but is usually taken for granted or distorted to symbolise eggs, or worse, bunnies.
Have you ever wondered, is there more to easter than great church plays or stirring speakers??
Have you ever wondered, Jesus DIED a PAINFUL death for ME??
Have you wondered, am I still so precious to God after all I have done that he sent Jesus to die??
Often,as Christians, Good Friday and Easter have both become rituals that have numbed us to the actual meaning of Christ's sacrifice. It is important NOT to let these two dates just become just days in our calendar that we can forget. Without the true meaning of these days, the entire basis of our faith is nullified.

Blogs and Bloggers that I REALLY admire

These blogs belong to my cousins from my maternal side. My cousins are people TOTALLY sold out for God. These are my heroes when it comes to being outspoken, bold, and honest about their walk with Christ.
Here are their addresses:
Esther Wee: http://simplysther.blogspot.com/
Daphne wee: http://weedaphne.blogspot.com/

BTW, Esther and Daphne are both sisters.

After a long while...

My dad FINALLY bought the Nikkor 18-200 VR2 lens..... For those of you who are in the camera world, this lens ROCKS... The range is really handy as it mixes the two most usable lens in the world, the 18-55 wide angle and 55-200 zoom.

For all you non-camera people, this is the explanation:
Nikkor= Brand of lenses by Nikon (original, BTW)
18-200= The range of the zoom... This tells you that this lens is a mixture of the standard 18-55 and 55-200 lens.
VR2= Vibration reduction 2 (what else?)
This is exactly what is sounds like. Anti-shake. The 2 stands for second-generation... Need I be any clearer??

Anyway, I was like, WOW!! When dad showed me the lens. The design really fits into the palm of your hand....
WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW...

Parental watchfulness in the technological age...

Yes, you heard it... Parents are now resorting to online spying on their teens... Believe me, I'm a victim of this atrocity....
Well, not really. But, my mum does come to my blog to read... As a matter of fact, her blog is linked to mine (http://meltingmoments-homemadedelights.blogspot.com/) . She has probably read this already. I'm on her favourite reading list.... So, well, to all teens, please be careful about your comments... LOL
Cyall

Work, Work, and WORK!!!!!!

Sigh... For more than 2 weeks, I've been away from the keyboard because of HOMEWORK. Finally, I can write on by BLOG ( Big Load Of Garbage)... However, even though I'm bogged down with work, I am enjoying my studies.... Weird, but through... If anyone is reading this, I hope I didn't bore you (halfway) to sleep... NOPE... I HONESTLY Hope you are snoring here... SNORING YET???

I hate tags, but alas I am bored...

1. Name one object that brings up good recollections of your very young childhood (4 years and below).
Well... I DO recall a small penguin plush toy that was given to me by MAS while en route to Seattle( first class BTW). I remember calling it " Toink-Toink" ( for whateva weird reason, I don't know...) I was quite fond of it... until I lost it quite recently..... So, yeah. that is the story of my Toink-Toink...

2. How old were you when you first started using the computer or TV?

Well... Unlike many " modern day kids", I didn't get to touch the com until about 4. And it was only educational games like jump-start. For the TV, well, there was no escaping it. However, I was only allowed to watch BARNEY!!!!! and SESAME STREET!!!!... I still remember those days... sigh

3. Did you enjoy any form of vegetables/fruits you were willing to eat when you were 4 and below, but hate now?

Nope. I don't really hate any kind of food. The only exception would be durian, but I didn't like it then, and I certainly don't like it now.

4. Were there any foods you disliked when you were young, but love now?

Definately... MUSHROOMS!!!

5. What was the first fad you had? (e.g. Transformers, animals, Barney, Bob the Builder, Star Wars, Hot Wheels)

I have fats??? LOL Jk... Anyway, I used to like lego... and more lego... and even more lego... etc.etc
6. Did you enjoy your first day at school (or kindergarten)?
NO!!!!!

7. Have you ever enjoyed reading? What was the first book you ever read by yourself (or were forced to read)?

I was force-fed peter and jane.( Sad ain't it?)

8. How heavy were you when you were just born?
A sad little 2.9 kgs...I think it reflects on my current size...


I hereby tag Tim( Sim), Chloe, Suwen, and, for the sake of randomness, JOSH KAM!!! ANYONE ELSE THAT READS THIS POST ( YES, you)

S.O.A.P ROX!!!

Yeap... You heard it... S.O.A.P devotions are really growing on me. In case you didn't know, S.O.A.P. devotions stand for:
Scripture
Observation
Application
Prayer.
So, basically, you are given a scripture to read. Then, after reading the scripture, if a particular part stands out to you, list that down in the observation part. After that, try and apply that observation into your life. List that down in the application part. After that, in the prayer, write down a prayer regarding your devotion.
Enjoy!!

Is Cbox A Mistake?

I'm just wondering... Is Cbox a mistake for me to put on my blog?? People are leaving their comments on the cbox and not my comment site... This is one way to lose my ratings... Sigh. Can anyone offer a solution? Should I remove my Cbox? Is removing my Cbox "socially permissibe"?Or would removing my Cbox be another "Blogging Faux Pas" that I cannot afford to commit again?
As I ponder these thoughts, I think I will just leave my Cbox where it is.

A SEVERE bout of randomness....

This is just a list of REALLY RANDOM quotes:

"The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on. - Robert Bloch"
"When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car. "
"What you call dog with no legs?
Don't matter what you call him, he ain't gonna come. "
"Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died. "
"Everybody wants to go to heaven; but nobody wants to die."
"A computer once beat me at chess, but it was no match for me at kick boxing."

For more, please go to: http://www.coolfunnyquotes.com/

Flame and things...

I just found a new way to play with lighters..... Thanks Quincy!!
1) find a victim
2) get a lighter
3) ask the victim to cup his hands so that no air escapes
4) stick the lighter in his/her hands and release some gas
5) strike the sparking thingy ( do not light the flame inside. just make a spark)
6) let him/her open their hands when they feel hot.
7)watch the fireball form!!
PS: Do NOT do this without parental permission and guidance! If your friend/victim doesn't feel comfortable, PLEASE DO NOT DO THIS!!! Remember... SAFETY FIRST AND FOREMOST!!

My clarinet and others...

Here are the events from 3rd Febuary onwards...
1) 3rd Febuary: Piano tuner came, after tuning, he looked at my clarinet and casually remarked that his dad serviced and repaired clarinets.
2) 3rd Febuary: In my clarinet class, I dropped it! Anyway, one key was misaligned... Fortunately, the piano tuner said something about his father repairing clarinets... After calling him, there was nothing else to do except wait for him to come and pick it up
3) 6th Febuary: Clarinet serviceman came and took it away from me!! (*emo look*)
4) 8th Febuary: while in church, my parents called and told me that the clarinet was HOME!!!!
5) 8th Febuary: While still in church, Tim Sim came up and gave me a present (thanks Tim!)
When I went home, i opened it and it was a LOL tees shirt!!!!
6) 8th Febuary: went to class party, celebrated Ghuan's birthday, and found my name on Ghuan's birthday cake as well...
7) 8th Febuary: Recieved a present from my class!!( thanks to Darren and Khiing) Another t-shirt!!! WOW!!
8) 9th Febuary: When I went to class (BTW, I was wearing the t-shirt that the class gave) I recieved a gift from Joey and Quincy ( thanks guys!)
So... That is what has been happening since 3rd Febuary!!

To all my mentors...

LOOK TO YOUR RIGHT!!!
Finally, I got a cbox!!! Thanks to all those who helped.....
If there is anymore things I should add (like, your pictures) please let me know!!

Interesting start to my CNY

WOW!!! I'm just back home after several 'interesting' experiences...
It started like a normal Saturday... however, we went to IOI and, after about one-and-a-half hours of deliberation, my dad bought me my birthday present.. A Sony Ericsson K770!!! After that, while we were on the way back, dad recieved a call... it was about a damsel in distress!! Well, not really...
It was a family friend's family (confused??) that called. Their car got stuck in the middle of the road... It was quite a nice time chattin and catching up with them anyway. The next positive thing that happened was that my parents bought 'teh ais' for all!!!

"... and I say to myself, what an INTERESTING world.."

FREEDOM!!!!

Yahoo!!! I'm finally done with THIS month's tests.... yes this month... There is still more to come.... But, lets forget the emo topic for a while first... And continue celebrating!!
Finally, after two weeks of tension, I can finally feel free. It is a wonderful feeling that makes the person ecstatic and, at times, emo!!!! LOL
So, what with CNY coming up and breaks and music tests, ( and my birthday!!) I'm not sure even when to start!!
Till then,
BLCS

I hate tests...

Yep, y'all heard it right. I HATE ( H8, Hait, or whateva) Tests. To all my long-suffering readers and 'waiters', sorry for not updating for SOOOOO long. Blame the tests.
So far, there have been English, Add Maths (THE WORST SUBJECT!!), General Maths, Biology, Chem, and Economics... Physics is last. Physics is tomorrow. Well, Hopefully I pass this test. Then, its back to straight learning again. THAT is more fun...