CHANGE!!!!!

NO WAY I CAN PLAY THAT SONG I'VE MENTIONED EARLIER! IT'S TOO SLOW!!! And the pitch too high. This music holiday I will practice my Wake Me Up When September Ends and I'll show it to him before he teaches me Canon in D, of C. It's a little confusing, but don't worry about it!

It's gotten harder!

RIGHT HERE WAITING (By Richard Marx)

Time signature: C

1-and-2-and-3-and-4-and

From normal strums and progressive pickings... Now it has challenged me! This song is very very difficult! My God I dunno will I ever get to play this piece by 3rd January (our next lesson is on that day)...

Anyhow, I will not be around for about 2 weeks. To Ipoh. You know, just to make some noise there get closer to my other side of family and get some new knowledge. They're awesome when it comes to philosophy. I am not joking. They sort of motivate me to move on, even I know how to myself (thank you very much) but these philosophies are really nice and I can quote them anywhere next time too!

Yesterday I went to buy a Premier Class train ticket from Seremban to Ipoh.

Date of departure: 24/12/2009

Time of departure: 1313hours

Date of arrival: 24/12/2009

Time of arrival: 1734hours

Price: RM50

Then I went to Starbucks, drinking my second-to-last cuppa coffee of the year (Grande Caramel Macchiato this time, with whipped cream) and I sat there for hours again from 10am to 3pm I think? Reading The Rose Labyrinth, listening to my MP3, folding my legs on the couch and things like that. It was pleasant until

a) 2 Indian men were sitting on my left were talking about Samy Vellu and some consessions alongside with Menteri Besar things for about an hour.

b) A Chinese man on my right were talking about money on my right. Thank God it was a few minute's call!!!

Everything was fine again until... 5 Europeans sat on my left and started talking. I didn't bother at all. I set my MP3 to its maximum volume.

Things were over now and I bought one iced Tall Tazo Zen at half-discounted price. I didn't wanna waste my opportunity you see. So once again, 2 drinks in Starbucks, below RM20. No, Shi Fang, I will not buy one for you yet. Patience is virtue...

I went to Terminal One after that to buy my eye masks, a small book of Cryptoquotes (it's a book of riddles mind you), to a Teochew restaurant to buy salted vegetable for dinner. Then, home. Actually I somehow regretted buying that because I always am not good in words. I should've bought number riddles instead but they seemed too hard for me too... Hmmm....... Lose-lose situation, but at least I will have something to do in the train back to Ipoh!

That's all and now I'm broke. Not really, my money - keep - further studies!

Guitars...

Yeah, this was the interpreted piece called Boulevard of Broken Dreams. Given by Mr. Ho last week in my first guitar lesson. His way of playing the song was quite acoustic and

fresh for the new kids. So I showed him my 'heavier' style of playing it and he'd approved it. Oh and the best part was when I was singing, he was plucking a part as well. I didn't know which verse he did so because I was totally tuned to the song's rhythm, not wanting it go slip out of control.

He said that it was OK for me to change the strumming pattern or even the whole melody and he told me many more things which I couldn't remember. But his point was obvious - songs are supposed to be enjoyed.

Today he taught me another song, just the first part of it though... Er... Oh yeah! Wake Me Up When September Ends. It's really a cool song to play. I'm dead serious. He was suggesting songs for me, 1234 (I said I had the chords already), 21 guns (i said OK), Wake Me Up When September Ends (I said OK with crazy nods and my... 'signature' smile).

I promise you Uncle Siew Onn, I will learn Canon in D major and I shall play it for you some day. Your words actually made me want to learn plucking more than ever! Thanks.

The Realm of Dreamers

This is an awesome riddle, folks.

http://www.riddlex.com/dream/

You never regret playing it! Actually I'd thought of giving up but Markus appeared online in Y! Messenger. So, since then we both were discussing about each and every levels from level 4. I was stuck there and he used his intelligence to save the both of us from the 20 'dreams'. It was seriously a nice adventure.

http://www.escapegames24.com/2009/12/realm-of-dreamers-walkthrough.html?commentPage=2

These walkthrough had been helping me a lot as well. I really can't believe I actually finished a level without any answers (but hints!). Thanks, Markus. You're my team now. Haha...

OK, now I'm going for another riddle.

She's FINE!!!!!!

Good lord, I can't thank You enough to protect her from Your tests and I still can't thank You enough to test me on this. AHH, my granny is fine!

She did her check-up today without me, I damned overslept! Shoot!!! Anyway I am bloody glad that she's alright. No dengue, no nothing. She's alright! She just needs time to recover fully. Thanks for those who prayed and cared for her; family and friends. Love you all!

Mum, I can go back to visit your sisters in Ipoh now! Yippee, a win-win situation indeed.

Cool!

Should I still care?

"Ma, I tried to make her eat but she didn't want to. Even a bite of a bread. Now, if she's sick, it won't be my fucking fault anymore. I tried my damn best but she refused to listen! I'm bored of it. I didn't shout. I don't wanna maker her eat medicines anymore!! I rather sleep!"

"Guess you've done your best... Since she doesn't want to eat to be better, nobody can force her! So don't shout. Go to bed. Tomorrow see doctor."

People, look here. Should I still care even if I am treated like this already? I rather stay up all night playing games instead of keeping an eye on the damned clock on my room wall to make sure my granny's taking her medicines on time. Yeah, I know that it's a little too much by waking her up at 12.45am to take her dose but... That's the best I could do. I don't wanna see her suffer! But I guess now I shouldn't be bothered about it anymore...

Now is 3.33am! 6 hours from now my cousin sister will come and take her to see doctor - to run a blood test actually. I don't even know why I am bothered so much when she (granny)isn't bothered herself!

FUCKING WORRIED

Yeah, sorry for that rude one up there but I am so very worried with my granny's condition. She's having fever, a mild one though. I did tell you about her condition since Sunday noon didn't I? Thank God that her condition didn't get any worse though. Looks like He answers my daily prayers. Thank You!

Even though she still can stand and sit, and walk and do all those healthy people can do I dunno why I am still worried about her.

This afternoon when I want to give her her medical dose at 5pm, I was really scared when I saw her unable to open her bottle cap. Something fishy might be up again, I knew it! Damn it, what the heck is wrong with her! I was holding back my tears until she finished her meal and took her medicine, I came up here and dialled Mum's office number and asked her to call me back.

"Hi mum."

"So, what's wrong?"

"I dunno mum. It's granny... She's..."

"What's with her?"

"She couldn't open her bottle cap mum!! She was... Her hands were shaking worse than ever. I have never seen her hands like that before. I am scared mum," and I have cried to mum. She took the effort of calming me down saying that it's just normal for her shaking this badly because she didn't really have enough energy to do so.

Seriously, I have never thought that I would love my family members this much. I never thought I would finally come up and go buy her meals, make my own meals, take care of her, give her medicine and all those. This is like a totally new Ooi Kim Huat that I myself know.

I am afraid that she will... I don't wanna think about it. It's really freaky when I think of being old. No way - this thing. This bloody condition. It's just too hard for me to handle. I need an escapade or at least an escape plan. This is not happening to me. DAMN IT why must I suffer like this?!

God, please don't take her away. I need someone with me. Please?

SICK SICK SICK

The day before yesterday, Win Shen told me he was sick, yesterday granny was sick, alongside with Ronna. And today, I am sick. Luckily it ain't fever. But actually it was worse: a Lucipher-damned conjunctivitis on my left eye.

At about 2am I was chatting with Ronna on my hand phone because I really need someone to listen to me complaining about my bloodshot eye. He was so funny, kept on mentioning about 'cotton wool, cotton wool...' because I said my eye was like bleeding. He thought it was the blood-pouring kind of bleeding. Sorry Ronna. I worried you too much I think?

I couldn't shut both eyes nor move my left eye. It was excruciatingly painful (not really to that extend)! I thought I was going blind, lucky enough I still have my eyes functioning now! Phew!!! I decided to sleep (FINALLY!) and woke up nearly afternoon and Mum called to check out about my condition here. We both talked for nearly an hour. I ate and decided to go to see Dr. Lim which is sort of my family doctor? It was about 1pm when I walked and I stumbled on Mrs. Woon (my neighbour). She was such a nice lady sending me to the spot and then I found out that it was lunchtime for Dr. Lim and will only be opened at 2.30pm. Great.

Mrs. Woon kind-heartedly sent me back home. My goodness, I was so embarrassed on troubling her like that!!! I apologized to her about five times in the car on the way back home... So then I was here, playing some games and practiced my interpretation of 'Boulevard of Broken Dreams' that I planned to ask my guitar tutor to give some comments about my weird interpretation until the clock stroke 2.30pm.

'Huat, it's 2.30pm already. Go to see Dr. Lim now!!!!!' My Granny shouting from the lower floor. Nah, we always do this thing. We shout at each other when I am upstairs. Both are lazy to either go down or come up, so: we shout. Ha, ha. I know, weird family eh?

A walking distance to his clinic took me about 10 minutes and I sat on the bench after giving my name to the nurse, or whatever you call that lady that works almost like a receptionist in hotel... Only thing is, she works in the clinic.

'Kim Huat,' she called. I wasn't aware. I was avidly reading The Daily Bread that was provided there. 'KIM HUAT,' she called again and I sprang to see the doctor immediately. He did some checks on my left eye and he concluded, 'I cannot see any fallen bodies in your eye. It shouldn't be a matter. Never mind, I give you an eye drop and you just drop 2 drops every hour. I think... it will be alright.'

That few lines of conclusion and the mini eye drop which I think about... 15 or 20ml has cost me RM20! My goodness, things nowadays are bloody expensive. Really!

After the consultation, I went to...

to take away 2 pieces of breasts, 1 regular coleslaw and 1 large cheesy. All for RM11.75. Then I went to the Bakery to buy a slice of cheese sponge cake and a choc rice ball and finally to Family Store to buy a tub of vanilla ice cream.

Now, I was ready to go back home.

PS: I managed to make Dr. Lim laugh today! Hooray!!!

She's sick!

The old woman that stays with me in this house is SICK! CAN YOU IMAGINE THAT?!!! An old woman sick. Any 'greater' it could be?

Yea, my Granny is having mild fever and I forced her to sleep. I made a Chinese tea and kept it in a bottle and conserve the 'heat energy released' by using water bath method. Looks like Science is indeed helping me to survive in life with its weird application everywhere.

Oh and I also placed a tablet of Paracetamol on the table and her blanket at the end of the couch she is now sleeping on. Bloody hell, WHY must she be sick?!!!!! Man, I think after my guitar class which ends at 1.45pm and I see her condition isn't any better,

I SWEAR I AM GONNA FLY HER TO THE NEAREST AND BEST CLINIC IN RASAH JAYA!!!!!!!!!!!

PS:Jinny Joes, please heal her!

Waterlogged and insomnia

That's me now. I am really tired for whatever crap happened today and hell yeah. My upper floor is almost waterlogged.

I found this word (waterlogged) in my Biology Form 4 textbook while I was reading about mangrove swamps few hours ago.

It all started this morning. I woke up to find that water is dripping slowly from the attic and my first word to my Granny wasn't 'morning' but, 'Ma, the water is dripping down from the attic!' OK, that was not a word. It was a sentence. So my routine progressed with Ooi Kim Huat's pace on a holiday morning and at the same time Granny was calling a Chinese plumber.

She got fed up of that guy because he didn't hear properly when my Granny was repeating herself like a recording box when he asked for our house address. She hung up and said, 'Ah, what a useless guy!'

Minutes later, she went to do some treasure-hunting activity to find an Indian plumber's number in her mini phone book and she asked me to dial his number. 'Hello, Mr. Nathan.......'

So he did come after another extra minutes with a fat co-plumber and they both came up here to check what was the water system's problem and he concluded that there was problem with one of the two tanks balls. I am sorry, I can't really be any polite or serious in this odd hour when I am blogging right now. It is already 2.20am and I can't sleep (explanations later)!!!

It took hours for him to fix all the mess up there and by 7.20pm he said, 'I'll come and check tomorrow' and he left with his co-plumber. I finally went down to have something jammed in my mouth because I didn't trust the plumbers. I was here all throughout the period, guarding my babies in my room while doing my usual online stuffs. He might just crawl in my room and grab my stuffs! Meh, call me a paranoia...

After watching Doraemon at 7.48pm(and ate of course!), I bathed, watched 'The Mentalist' at about 8.30pm and decided to hit the sack - or at least come up here to chat with my friends or play some online riddles blablabla and voila! MY UPPER FLOOR WAS WATERLOGGED!!!!!!!!!!!

My Granny was very 'pleased' to call him to come here again and he apologized (I think) and my Granny told me that he had forgotten to switch off somethings up there in the attic which she herself didn't know what in waterloo was that. YEAH RIGHT! How ironic...

Before I could finally switch on my computer, I did this so that my floor will not end up like what has happened in Terengganu as seen in newspapers.

Pales and a basin at four hotspots where the water dripped. Great, now instead of some mini drips on the morning, after fixing it, we had major drips everywhere now! I heard the plumber was screwing something up there(literally) to install a new tank. Now, I think he has really screwed it up!

After all those horror flicks ended, I was here playing The Alice Riddle with Hizairi and Ronnawong in MSN. We were discussing how to decode each level and finally gave up and go for different games of the same kind. We got bored and went off. The clock striked 1am (or so) and I was tired and ready to sleep. While I was listening to my MP3 and closing my eyes thinking of pure nothingness, I heard a noise outside my room. It was like a knock on my door. It was about 2am already. Who or what could it possibly be?

I was bloody scared and couldn't sleep thereafter! I switched on my light and calmed myself down. I braved myself out to see nothing but I could see some things had been changed. Meh, it was Granny mopping the floor dry and perhaps she accidentally knocked my door with the mop handle. Thanks to her, I can't sleep now! I am tired, but I can't shut my brain off!

I have my guitar class at 12.45pm and now I am still awake.

This sucks.

Jamais vu, mais deja vu?

J'ne sais pas... It's like I have seen this friend before but we've never seen each other. Mum, this isn't any net friends. It's just my friend's (Stephanie) sister. This year 17 years old, wears specs, long wavy hair, plays piano, about my height, intelligent and talks a lot. Stephanie even said that her sister and I look alike! One of seven? I dunno. I think. You see! I don't even know where I got that facts from! Voila, I am mad!

Yes, Geraldine. I am talking about you. The feeling was rather awkward (the positive meaning) when I saw her pictures after she'd approved me in Facebook. They were... warm and meaningful. I really don't know, man. Something strange has curled up in my wellbeing nowadays.

Mum, I do sleep well and eat well. I am not scizophrenic. Don't worry about me I am fine. It's just that suddenly, these things are so... predictable at times.

So Geraldine, we shall see what's gonna happen next! It's gonna be a fun ride I suppose.

Am I mad or am I gifted?

Awesome day!

Today I woke up at 11.45am, staring blankly on my coloured walls before decided to go down to brush up. I went down after that and ate, brushed my teeth, bathe and changed. Preparing myself to go to town again, to pay my dad's undue payment. At first when I looked at the sky, I said, "God, why must it rain? Could you please stop the rain?" And miraculously, it did!

Waiting for a public transport to go to town.

So I took a cab to town for RM2 as usual. Instead of me asking the driver to send me directly to the shop which I have to pay my dad's payment, I dumbly asked him to drop me at Parkson. You see, the reason was that I sucked at speaking CHINESE! That resulted me to walk a full 360 degrees from Parkson. I know, served me right, wasn't it?

In the cab, on the way to Parkson.

The route to the actual destination. BLOODY DANGEROUS!!!

After I did what I was supposed to do first, I went back to Parkson. A whole damn turn from the place that taxi driver dropped me. And you know what? I had to walk in the middle of the road for a meter or two on the way back to Parkson because the pavement was flooded. Thank goodness I didn't get killed by some cars there! By the time I stepped my feet in Parkson, it was already 1pm sharp.

It didn't take me long to go to the bowling center. I paid for 2 games for only RM5.50. Special rate discounts? I didn't know either. My scores - hah, don't even think about it.

Game 1: 95

Game 2: 65

Crap. I didn't know what was happening to me. I didn't bother much because I had something better than that - if you've been following my blog, you would know: STARBUCKS. I sat there for a few hours 'enjoying' my super duper upper bitter dark mocha. (I had a 50% discount for any drinks in Parkson's Starbucks after 3pm today. I didn't know what offer was that but come on! Good things were hard to come by!!!)

Thank GOODNESS I ordered it tall instead of grande! I took my own sweet time drinking it, trying to taste the rich texture (but I failed miserably!) and reading The Pearl. My English teacher's assignment for us Ixorians during this holiday. It was kind of a boring story. It could be better, I just didn't know why must the author be so long-winded. Come on, our novel was supposed to be fast-paced like Phantom of the Opera or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde!!!

I waited longingly for my watch to strike 3pm and I headed to the counter and ordered a tea instead. I couldn't take any more coffee! I nearly chocked when I was drinking my mocha. Gosh, the taste was really... awful!!!!! I ordered one grande iced, Tazo Zen Tea. It was without sugar but it was perfectly sweet with the I-didn't-know-what nice scent of the tea. The essence was really there. Sip by sip, the aroma lingered in my mouth. Now it was nearly 4pm and I finally realized that, "Oh shit. I forgot to eat." I headed to McD which was only a few meters from Starbucks and had a burger that was about RM5.

Too hungry to eat slowly...

OK, I was full and satisfied. It was time to head to Terminal 1 to buy my eye-masks before going back home. I hunted for the eye-masks from Guardian's to Watson's. It was not that I was picky. It was the fact my budget was below RM20. I needed some pennies to go back home, mind you! So I got myself a pair of eye-masks in Watson's that cost be about RM6 (didn't worth it, I know but I gotta do something to my tired eyes. Anyway, that eye-masks were just a test. If it worked fine, I'll buy a whole pack which cost CHEAPER! 6 pairs for only RM19.90!!!!!)

I'd finally have what I longed for weeks after exam and I was ready to go back home. I paid RM1.50 to the bus driver and sat the the back. It was nice and cold.

Waiting for the bus to move.

Minutes later, when the bus was moving. Another CRAP happened. This time it was worse! I had to PEE!!!!! I held back my you-know-what for about 30 to 45 minutes from Terminal 1 all the way back home. Breathing deeply and slowly like a mother was about to deliver her first baby. MAN that really sucked!

I walked really fast back home when the bus driver stopped at the bus stand and unbuckled my watch on wrist, took off every single thing in my pants (when I finally reached home) and... do you need to know the rest?

After everything, I bought 2 packs of nasi lemak for me and my granny to share (I took the bigger portion of course!) and bathed after that. I know that this post is already too long, so I'll just summarize this thing:

Bathed, washed face with scrub, did my facial mask for 15 minutes, watched TV.

After my favourite show ended at 8pm, I did my eye-masks.

In the middle of the 'relaxation'... It was torture for me not to move around for 20 minutes!

Here comes, the used masks.

Now I am here telling you: What an awesome day I had today!

Feeling crappy!

Should I be happy that I managed to break my personal bowling record today (129 points) or should I be sad that my Popo has passed away 4.30pm today?

Damn it, today was such a roller coaster ride. I was happy for a moment, then sad. Such an... anti-climax.

I went to see my dentist, Mr. Oh in Integral Clinic at town as usual. My annual check-up. The appointment was 3pm but I reached there a little later. So then I paid RM60 for some polishing and cleaning and left the place about 3.30pm and headed to Parkson.

I played 2 games of bowling which cost me RM7.50. My first game was a little crappy as I didn't understand the mechanics of the bowling ball. The techniques were different compared to that in Jusco. What I did in Jusco's bowling center didn't work in Parkson's. That was why my first game I only managed to get 99 points. After I'd understood the mechanics of my nine-pound bowling ball and my aim-lock-slide-and-throw technique, I got 129 for my 2nd game. That, I broke my previous personal record which was 127 points, in Jusco when I played with my gang, remember?

So then I headed to Starbucks to try a cuppa tea but ordered coffee instead. Guys, I am no rich-guy's-son or a millionaire or some sort like that. Don't ever call me that. I am just spending on the things I like. However, instead of RM12.90 for a warm cup of caramel macchiato, I ordered another thing - Starbucks Chocolate Cake for RM9.05. Voila, I overspent again. Anyway, the cake was worth the bucks I paid. So... No regrets, guys.

While I was peacefully sitting down on a very comfortable couch and doing my accounts homework while listening to my full-blast MP3 songs, one message came and made me go hay-wire.

Sender: Banana

Po has passed away at about 4.30pm.

Received: 5.19pm.

These few words were enough to make me blank. I couldn't do my accounts anymore that time. I was dumbstruck for 15 minutes or so. I didn't cry. I realised that Alex was taking over my mental condition. Yes, he was there. The stronger side of Ooi Kim Huat. You could say that I was mentally ill or schizophrenic or suffering from bipolar confusion but I didn't care. He was there, stopping me to drop my tears in a coffee shop and stopping my damn from breaking all the way home. Thanks for my so-called mental disorder. Or less, I would have cried like hell in the coffee shop then!

You know what - that was the first time Alex was so bold. He never came out like that. I never let him to but this time round, I needed him to console me. OK, I better stop now or less the whole site might think I am a looney!

Damn it I don't understand why on earth and Eden and Inferno must He take away those people that I love. I had just started to be closer to Popo and now... Like star dusts in some fantasy movies, whisked her away. How funny could it be?

Now I am waiting for my uncle to fetch me to Ipoh. I have no idea what time will he come here but I am going to pay her a last visit. I hope I don't cry again. I AM SICK OF CRYING ALREADY. Till then, au revoir !

PS: Thanks, Alex.

The Best Days

Summary of the best days as a school kid... So here it goes:

The best day was when

the first day of school. I was thrown from 4 Tanjung to 4 Ixora because according to Mr. Low, I was wasting my intelligence there... Meh.

The best day was when

I scored pretty well in my first monthly test in form 4 and didn't fail any!

The best day was when

my whole class made a mini-surprise birthday party for me. Sweet sixteen much? That was awesome and I had to cry. Totally touched with the gang!

The best day was when

my team was qualified for Malay language debates up to the second runner up! We were never exposed to anything like that and we could still produce that good result. Our teachers were proud of us!

The best day was when

The prefects had fun in Gala night. They loved Gopinath's musicals!!! I was there too. It was awesome!!!

The best day was when

I baked an orange cake with granny.

The best day was when

my choral speaking team got 4th out of 12 schools. Though it was quite bad, but the amount of fun we created was... unmeasurable by time.

The best day was when

I cried once at midnight when I saw my granny's picture I took. I was scared that some day or another she has to leave me... I have realized that I loved her.

The best day was when

Mid-term exam was finally over!

The best day was when

my second baby nephew was born.

The best day was when

we had so much fun at Louisa's birthday bash in Kotak Hijau (Ha ha, Greenbox)

The best day was when

My granny and I went for Popo's birthday bash in Ipoh and I had sung 2 songs for the crowd. (I was kind of... saved my mother's singing session? Wasn't I, Mum?)

The best day was when

I knew a new friend. Teh Win Shen. I have realized this: to be close, does not mean we have to be a lot in common because Ooi Kim Huat is Ooi Kim Huat and Teh Win Shen is Teh Win Shen. Nothing could change the fact. I was grateful I knew his - he had been motivating me for quite some time.

The best day was when

I quit as a prefect. I felt oh-so-free!!!! It was like a huge rock being lifted off from my shoulder!

The best day was when

My end-term exam was finally over. No more books for the year. Besides some revision during the holidays.

The best day was when

My gang played football and chilled at Jason's house for a few hours doing things that best friends do...

The best day was when

TODAY was my last day of school.

TODAY in Accounts class, everyone had gone half crazy doing some new form 5 thing...

TODAY I realized I did not tell much about my life to granny.

TODAY I realized that I love popo too.

TODAY I realized there are people who were trying to help me out.

TODAY is my best friend's (Keevin) birthday. Happy birthday!!! Finally, you're 16 too.

PS: I love all of you. Thanks for being there when I need you.

Chilling at Jason's

Today I went to Benjamin's house at 7.50am and waited for him and Melvin (his brother) to finish their DoTA... We promised to go Amir's house at 8.15am yesterday then his dad will bring us to Jason's house to play football at 8.30am. That, was only a plan...

When the two of them were busy gaming, Benjamin asked me to text Amir saying we three will be there by 8.20am but ended up reaching Amir's at 8.30am. That time, we couldn't go to Jason's because Amir's dad went out to buy breakfast and we waited for another 30 minutes. At 8.50am Jason called. We asked Amir to lie to them (Jason and Kamales that was there at Jason's since 8.00am!) about us being sick. Jason was disappointed. Indeed until Amir said: No la, we lying la... Now we putting loudspeaker. Ha, ha, ha.

Then we reached there and started playing for an hour and 15 minutes. We headed back to Jason's house and bathe, had breakfast and lunch (lunch was at 2.15pm. Benjamin and Melvin had gone home earlier). We were playing games, chatting, we were just doing things that best friends usually do... Below were the random pictures I took after our game. That time we all were ventilating in Jason's house.

Ben with his cocktail sandwich

Jason with his... weird expression

Amir with the Petrosains clappers he got yesterday for supporting my team for the science competition. He was... fanning himself?

Kamales, in the middle of gossiping session

Melvin with his sandwich in his mouth...

Me still ventilating

We bathed and changed then we played PS2.

Around 4.00pm I went to Amir's house to play some games with his third-eldest brother because my intention was to go to NS Piano House to buy a capo and then to Family Store to buy 2 AA batteries. I waited longingly for the rain to stop pouring until my granny called at 6.07pm asking me to go home now because the rain was not gonna stop.

Something is wrong with this Ball now. It has been raining almost everyday since October. I hope nothing bad will happen...

Lost

Again... For the Petrosains Science Show. It was so disappointing when we heard our votes were only 29. Of course I am sad now... You need not to ask me that.

Anyway, I'd cried earlier and hugged both Mrs Wong Mei Kuen and Miss Siti Aishah and apologized to them... It was my darn fault. Or was it?

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Earlier, we went to Parkson at 9.15am by a chartered bus and registered at 9.30am. So we wasted our time watching 11 other schools perform before our turn had finally came. Before our turn, I borrowed Ramanan's RM5 to buy Starbucks because I had wasted too much money on McD set. I ordered Toffee Nut Frapucinno. Then when I came back with my coffee, Amir Shazwan (one of the 15 supporters from our school) asked, "WHAT?! Starbucks again?!!!" because I had just bought it when our gang hanged out in Jusco days ago.

Our school was the last to perform at 3.50pm. Everyone was bored, I knew it. But then again we did our best and we still lost. Argh!

I was so tired after that and just cried like hell when our school didn't make it to runners up. I tried my best to keep cool but I just couldn't. The juries were giving positive comments but then again, I didn't know what was wrong! My teacher suspected that it was... you know... Big-shot's game kinda business? You know what I mean don't you!

When I was crying after the prize-giving ceremony, Gopinath (also one of the 15 supporters from our school) had advised me.

"Ooi, it doesn't matter. Thomas Alva Eddison tried 1000 times and then only he had succeeded! You can try next year, Ooi!"

Keerthana (my co-presenter on stage)

"Ooi, what is life if you keep on winning? Losing and winning is a part of the competition!"

Adeline (supporter)

"It doesn't matter, Ooi. You had done a good job up there!"

My day just went on like that...

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Sender: Benjamin Lim

Message:

If you can keep your head down when others are losing theirs, you'll be a better person my friend. Try to remember this. You don't have to feel disappointed I know that you have put in a lot of effort but it was just not enough.

PS: Thank you for your motivation. I appreciate it a lot.

Am I?

What do you say? Schizophrenia or am I just being paranoid? I will have to see a psychologist soon. Hopefully before Win Shen comes down to visit me.

Fucked up???

Guys, today was the worst fucked-up days in my whole goddamn form 4 life, besides exams but that could still be handled. Keerthana, Hamsalekkha, Miss Siti Aishah and I - were all stressed up as fuck. I pitied my teacher most. She had to run so many errands while she only had 2 hands and legs.

"Today is the rehearsal. 9.30am. Parkson."

We went there and guess what?

I bet you know it from that face.

3 of us then went to the Info Counter and... The receptionist said, "Oh, your Petrosains competition rehearsal is on 3pm to 5pm. Not now because they have an autograph session with Hujan."

Yeah, great. It was also hujan-ing at the moment. We were all shocked and dumbfounded.

So we all went to McD and ordered some things to eat and that was when Hamsalekkha took my what-the-fuck-is-going-on face expression. Pardon me for cursing so much because the day just fucked the hell outta me worse than ever!

After we were done with our food-packing, we went to...

To discuss about tomorrow's flow...

And the four of us (as mentioned above) sat and discussed the whole thing from 10.30am until 1.10pm. We never realised that time was going so fast. I swear that was the first time I had ever done something serious in Starbucks!

Peer pressure? Work pressure? Call it anything you like! I was so sick until I was coffee-whoring since 12.00pm (I think).

Later today... when I was taking my power nap.

3.30pm

"Do you hear me? I'm talking to you...

Across the water, across the deep blue ocean,

Under the open sky, Oh my baby I'm -"

Hello?

Ooi, saya pergi jemput you sekarang eh? Kita pergi tengok sekejap.

OK cikgu.

Bila saya dah sampai saya bagi you miss call eh.

OK. Terima kasih cikgu.

OK, bye.

When I sat in her car... she dropped another bomb. Oh no, not again!!!!!!! Now what?!

OOI! Rehearsal tu dah tamat la! Mr. Shafiq kata. Saya telefon, dia kata baru je habis. Semua sekolah dah balik. Dia kata semua sekolah ada, kecuali Bukit Mewah.

HAH????!!!!!!!!!

Apa nak buat sekarang? Kita drop saje ah.

CIKGU!!!!! Apa kata kita try telefon tengok dia ada kat sana lagi tak. Kalau ada, kita nasib baik la...

And we called him, he was there. He was STILL there. AMEN!!!!! Finally, we reached there and we saw Mr. Shafiq with some papers.

God, do You know how much I thanked You?

I could not help myself from laughing because of these reasons:

1) He looks a little cute and dorky?

2) He was wearing alligator shoes.

3) We made up a story on why we were late.

He then explained about the procedure for tomorrow's big day.

Petronas Science Show Competition2009

Peringkat Negeri Sembilan

17 November 2009

Keerthana, at this moment now, I believe you more than I believe in myself. Good luck!

A movie

I watched this movie yesterday with my friends in Jusco. There were 13 of us.

The movie was great with the destructive effects all over the places and how the hero managed to escape...

Amir S was a little scared because it showed us about how the world (in the movie) come to an end.

I do believe that everything shall end though but we dunno when the Day will come... So, we had fun after that. We couldn't be bothered about how the world ends soon anyway. It's just a movie.

About the Mayan calender case, it said that every 13 bakthul (something like that) means every 5 125 years, everything will come to an end and would return to the basics. A whole new world.

OK, stop talking about it!!

Here's the chronology of events for the chilling we did yesterday:

11.00am

Amir, Ben, Melvin and I reached Jusco and saw Kamales waiting at U-bowl.

We had some fun there pooling and Kamales playing table hockey with Amir.

(Ben managed to get a chain momentum for this one)

11.20am

Jason, Jananie, Jac and Gopinath came.

Louisa, Kamini and Charlene came shortly after them.

The group is now complete.

12.00pm

We all went to order food in KFC (those are our lunch) and the damned workers were so effing slow. We were late for the movie because of them!!!

1.50pm

Met an irritating couple in the queue when we were buying drinks in TGV. They were asking us not to shout in public. How funny. Is that called as shouting? I wonder how low their hearing tresholds are! Perhaps... 0.01 dB? Tut!!

2.00pm

The movie has started once we went in. We missed a few scenes but thank goodness the starting was boring and sleepy.

5.00pm

Movie was over.

Camwhored a while with the group.

We headed for bowling. Guess the price?

RM84 for 12 of us.

6.30pm

Everyone was happy and satisfied.

We all went home.

PS: I will treasure the moments I have with you...

Au Revoir mon 4th

I no longer am the fourth in class. I dropped. Gahh! Something might have knocked my head this time. I dropped A LOT!!! Compared to mid-year, I was top 15 in the cohort. Now, top 20.

I know I am asking too much. I direct this to Dad, Mum, Francine, Win Shen and all others that think I am a dumb ass who is still not satisfied of what I get every single time. I guess you just have to bear with me mourning about this... Anyway, those are what friends are for right? They hear their friends mourn (at times). BUT, I promise this: this would be the very last time you hear me mourn about my results this year.

Trust me.

PS: Tomorrow, one whole big gang of 13 people is going to hang out in Jusco. It's gonna be cool!!! Finally, I feel so light. No more mourning, no more shouting, no more midnight screams, no more tears. AHHH, how nice!!!

Dear Dad

To: Chin Chin

Chin, you have your driving tutor's number?

From: Chin Chin

Inmaju mr.yee

016 XXXXXXX

To: Chin Chin

Thanks. How much is it for the course?

From: Chin Chin

Rm900++ not sure, u can phone n ask d tutor

So Dad, I know that you probably will not read this post, that is why I am thinking of e-mailing this topic to you. Yeah, I am planning to take my driving lesson. What do you say?

Mystery solved

Physics 70% and Chemistry 79%

Great! Everything is so close yet so far. FUCK!!!

So I am the 5th in my class...

Oh yeah! During Chemistry after we got back our results I asked Benjamin to sing me a song to make me happy and Aruna was beside me jumping about as usual...

I didn't know what happen and when he started singing a Chinese song, I cried. GOSH that was so damn humiliating?!!! Aruna was totally shocked and asked me, 'Hey OOI! Are you OK or not? Why are you crying?! Ben, I think you should stop playing. He's gonna cry more...'

I was seriously touched by him. In my life, only twice my friends really touched my heart and pulled my heartstrings. The first was my 16th Birthday celebration when I told the class I was not going to celebrate my birthday and they just didn't listen and made me cry. I love you people so much. Thanks!

PS: Doctor Adeline Pamela has confirmed me of getting a terrible sickness. Guess what's that?

Love sick, damn it!

Sitting at home

I was hungry after going to Win Shen's album about FOODIE and then was chatting with Kamini J also about foodie. So then I decided to go down and did some food-whoring session with my noodle quickie. Hmmm... At least whatever happened earlier until the this food-whoring session had cheered me up a little because of my disappointing marks! GOSH!!!!!!!

Now, do you all understand why was my day terrible? Let's see...

#1 My speech today was not as good as I had expected.

#2 Biology and Malay language. Ah, don't even mention them! So close yet so far (from 1A).

#3 My accumulative pointers is already 17!!! It's running away from its origin of 10... NOO.....

Goddamnit, I hope I get my class position (the paper people THE paper!!!) will not land anywhere in the second sheet. This is gonna be bad!!! So... Very... BAD!

Anyway, I thought I would fail Accounts! Gosh I was so happy that my paper was on top of the stack of papers which means I am the still highest in class even though my marks dropped like... 20% ?!

Even though Francine did not take it, she was a little pissed at me.

"Hello, look who is talking now? Who cried and made a big drama after the exam huh?"

All I did was... smile.

Tomorrow - is a mystery: Physics and Chemistry. I just hope I can credit both subjects.

Psycology test

Got this from Adeline: http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx

It was 95% accurate.

Your view on yourself:

You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.

The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.

Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.

The seriousness of your love:

You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.

Your views on education

Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.

The right job for you:

You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.

How do you view success:

Success in your career is not the most important thing in life. You are content with what you have and think that being with someone you love is more than spending all of your precious time just working.

What are you most afraid of:

You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.

Who is your true self:

You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

Popo

Popo: a Chinese word that means grandmother. The mother of mother's side.

I still remember how I used to piss the whole Ipoh gang when I first visited them when I was small. I have caused so much havoc in such a short period of time. I was fighting with my sister, crying for mummy, hating all of them because nothing went as I have planned at all. So then we came home and that was last I have seen the Ipoh gang. That was a bitter memory.

Now, I am 16 years old with my Dad not around and only my Granny (this is dad's mum) in the house, Mum invited us both to Ipoh few months ago to celebrate Chinese New Year with them and we did go... Things that time have gone smooth. No shouting. No fuming... Everything was almost perfect. I did not notice until today (I will explain further, don't worry) that I have already given a part of my heart to them - the other side of my family. Oh, not to forget... Dad and Mum divorced when I was three, now that makes it clear for you all to understand why is my family so small?

Second trip this year was on 25th September where me and Granny were invited to celebrate Popo's birthday but... She couldn't really see anymore. She had cataract. A serious one I was told. That was when I sang HOME SWEET HOME and MY BABY for her. Mum kindly asked for my help to sing since my (very much useless) sister had no guts to do so. Ha, ha.

The Ipoh gang also told me that Popo is going for an eye operation somewhere 2 weeks after her 85th birthday bash. So then I prayed and did a distant reiki for her (I hope she got that) but when The day came, doctor said it was too dangerous. Her condition was unstable.

Yesterday, midnight;

1 message received

Banana (I put Mum as that in my phone for fun)

R u asleep yet?

Reply: No. Why?

1 message received

Banana

M now @ hospital, taking care of grdma. Will call ok.

Reply: Oh. Why with her?

Few minutes later...

CALLING: Banana (with my Lucky ringtone) [the ones in bold letters were my dialogs. It went something like this. I couldn't recall much]

Hello?

Hello. Huat, just to inform you about Popo's condition. She got better since she was admitted on Monday.

Oh ok...

Her speen, liver and stomach were bloated with gallstones but she is getting better since then.

Oh ok... (I was scared. I knew that it is almost time already. My grandfather had had the same symptoms too. I was scared. Very scared.)

I call you just to let you know that we can see that she is fighting to stay alive. So, I don't see the reason why you should not.

But Mum... (I started crying. I could not take it anymore that time. Too much for me) why must she leave?

Oh, come on. Huat, I didn't call to hear you cry! Come on.

And I forgot all the other conversation.

I was feeling like shit and I called the person I trusted since I met him. Win Shen. I knew he was busy doing some other things back then but he'd allocated some time bringing me back up. He spent some time making me upright. I didn't really care for my credit then because I needed help from someone I trust and he'd promise he would be there for me. And he really did.

Today, I was clearing my Google Chrome's archives and I stumbled upon a blog that I'd visited some time ago (The Abyss). The writer's my cousin studying in Singapore.

SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 1, 2009

Ive got an unexpected visit from my grandma, mum, aunties and my uncle from ipoh.. We were given a very short notice about their coming so, we didnt really prepare much. They reached here around 2 am yesterday. Haha, what a bad timing, you say? Never mind la..They brought some good food from ipoh you know. lol

As usual, sin and i went donwstairs to pick up my grandma in her wheelchair and brought her up. Although its kinda predicted because of her old age, it seems that grandma has gotten weaker again. Remember i told you about her bad eyesight? Her cataract has gotten serious and we were shocked when she asked us where she was when she's already inside the house. Sad right. *sigh.

When we were discussing about grandma, uncle suddenly said, " You've got to be mentally prepared. Its anytime. " Yea, i know. Its almost time up for her, huh. Why? Why she has to leave so fast? No. She has a lot more to enjoy. Its too early for her. She...

....

It is painful to see someone you love to go just like that.

I didnt really sleep much yesterday. Its not because of the sofa. Haha, its kinda difficult to sleep when you got all watery..when you feel the uselessness in you when you cant do anything.

Haha.

TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 3, 2009

"...Abdominal ultrasound : Coarsed liver parenchyma with knobbly surface compatible with cirrhosis. No focal lesion seen. Mild ascites noted. Gallbladder stones noted. Splenomegaly and splenic varices noted. Kidneys are hyperechoic but normal in size. Tiny left calyceal stone noted but no hydronephrosis seen. Impression : Liver cirrhosis ..."

Hb 82 g/L (115 - 165)
platelet 95 9 normal 150-450)
urea 29.4 mmol/L (3.5-11)
Creatinine 368 umol / L (50-120)
albumin 29g/L (35-50)


This is too much for her, God. Spare her the pain, would you?

I could not really understand those scientific terms as much as some of you do but... I just knew her condition is not alright anymore. The fucking thing I would never understand is why the fuck is everyone I love goes away?! Since I was 3 years old, my life fucks because of so many other damned things.

I wish I could understand...

[No subject]

Hey people in the world, guess what? I have changed my guitar strings again this time and they're better than ever. The tone or whatever you call it, sounds so nice ans sharp. I have also changed my damn bridge. Now, sharper sound and zero buzzing! It was so cool!

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Anyhow, I don't see any great changes in me. I don't really know am I sane or am I not. I feel like studying. Yeah I know I should take my rest but I feel so empty without studies. Perhaps, I really AM a bloody nerd!

Anyway, I am going to see a psychiatrist soon enough. Dad allowed me to do so because I'd explained to him that I am mentally unstable and I know something is not right in OOI KIM HUAT. He is screaming for help, I can sense that. He is not alright at all.

Perhaps we both (I mean my physical and mental selves) really need help right now? I dunno. I just hope that all of you out there will be with me no matter what I will be. I hope I don't end up in any asylum though! I am serious - no jokes here!!

Cool outing!

Today granny and I went to town to do some things and ended up... OK, well here's the summary!

12.30pm

Went to town with Granny to pay Dad's undue payment (or in other words: debt. He gave us money to do that) and went to browse for Granny's new bed-stand and my king size bed. Hehe!

1.30pm

Brought Granny to Terminal One for her to go on a bus back home and I continued my journey alone. I went to Parkson after Granny went up the bus. She didn't wanna go with me because she was bored waiting for me and I didn't like people to rush me...

Win Shen was right - music is our friend. I was not feeling bored actually because I had my MP3 with me.

2.00pm

Reached bowling center in Parkson (after I was done window shopping for an hour or so). I played two games. First was only 65... I was not satisfied with it. I want three-figure points and guess what?! 113. Yippe!!!

3.10pm

In Starbucks, I asked the barrister to recommend me something and so I stumbled upon a hot cup of Mocha Praline and a piece of Strawberry Snow Doughnut (it was hard, dry and terrible). It was raining quite heavily and I decided to walk in the rain at 4.07pm. I finally reached Terminal One and took a bus back home.

PS: I really missed shouting in the middle of the night due to study stress and staying behind for activities. Now I feel so empty inside and bored all the while. I can't find anything that occupy me besides going online and chat with my friends, checking mails and games. I don't want my life to be like Wilson's in The Lotus Eater. That is not me. I am someone who wants me to preoccupied over something. Meh, never mind. I was talking crap. Just forget about it...

Oh and by the way, I was almost broke!!! I spent too much on Starbucks and thank goodness I had enough money to come back home. My debit-credit summary...

DEBIT: Allowance 35.00

CREDIT: Water bottle 1.00

Bowling 13.50

Starbucks 18.70

Bus fare 1.50

Capital 0.30

I was left with that amount of money (RM 0.30) after everything...

Dear Mum (and Win Shen)

As I'd promised earlier, I will write about the essay I wrote during exam. Sadly, I only managed to get 31/50 which is quite disappointing actually. However, I know that I am not gonna get high marks for that section because my weakness is...

I CAN'T WRITE STORIES USING PAST TENSE FORM!!!

So I hope that you'll enjoy this (rectified critically) version.

'Alex, don't try that. it hurts! Alex, don't be silly! Alex this, Alex that...' The famous words that were uttered by my best friend. In fact, he was my only friend. Benjamin. Now, you see, everything happens for a reason. or... maybe a few reasons in my case.

I met Benjamin during our orientation week in school when I was thirteen. He was kind and trustworthy. That was the number one reason why he was my friend! Most of them in school didn't want to be my friend because... I was a gay. yeah, it's pretty hard to accept the fact but... That was me! Benjamin on the other hand, didn't really care for that. He said that I would still be his friend no matter what would happen.

Many people liked me in school or anywhere for that matter, everywhere. They said I was a good boy. I completed all my assignments before time, I spoke to the elderly politely and I made friends with the school cleaners. You name it - that was why I was hated by other students. They said I was a goodie two shoes.

It was a normal day when Sean said 'HI' to me while I was staying behind in school for some projects. I was quite attracted to him but that was not the main thing. The main thing was I have turned into a monster after knowing him. Cold-blooded monster. He had made me try drugs! Benjamin knew about it and he had advised me not to be friends with him anymore. One day, Benjamin called to advise me.

'Now Alex, don't be silly! He's hot, let him be. I mean, OK. Here. See. He might be the one that you like but he's a smoker for goodness sake! A smoker. Can you even get that? And now because of your 'hot dude', you smoke too! You know that smoking killed my dad?! he smoked too much and fell ill. One day, we woke up and saw my papa sleeping like a rock. Now you are smoking. Alex, I don't wanna lose a friend like you.' Benjamin continued.

'Er...' i was thinking of what to say to convince him. 'Er, smoking isn't that bad actually. It makes me relaxed!'

'Oh, shut up! I don't want to spend another second advising you. You're... you're incorrigible!' Then he hung up, leaving my heart broken into million pieces.

I didn't and couldn't care less. I thought that Benjamin had become a paranoid. I began to mix with Sean's group. I felt safe being accepted by so many people. They didn't care about my gay issue. They were cool with it. I liked them. A lot!

Since then, I've turned from a smoker to a stealer and finally to a drug addict. I've stolen things, I've killed people, I've injured them and hurt my family. I did not know it was wrong. Seriously!

2nd October 2015, a date I will never forget, as it was when I was 24 years old. Benjamin betrayed me. he called the police and lodged a report about me - his friend. When the cops broke into our room (while we were planning for the next robbery), all Sean's members managed to run away. Including Sean. How stupid have I been? Sean wanted me in their group because I was too naive! Sean's members hurt me a lot when they said something before they had fled. 'All these while, we hate gays! You're stupid enough to believe us, moron! Ha, ha, ha!!!' That was the last time I saw them. Then the cops arrested me and interrogated me for days. I told them everything I knew.

In ten minute's time, I will be punished. Yes, you guessed it right. A death sentence. I regretted so much since my arrest and I have cried thinking about Benjamin's advice, my family and myself.

"What have I become, my sweetest friend?

Everyone I know goes away, in the end..."

'Mr. Alex Choy Kong Leong. Your time is up and now please follow me.' The warden told me. I regretted everything but it was too late. In a minute, I would die - hanged to death. Johnny Cash's 'Hurt' was playing even louder in my head then.

"You could have it all, my empire of dirt.

If I could start again, I would find a way."

Now, I realise how right my friend was.