Getting That Arrogant Streak

I definitely have got to get it in me... It's that time where I need to be confident that I can rock the roof down during VU Night... The only problem is that... Good vocalists are a bunch of extremely extremely picky bunch. Basically they watch their skills and image very well. No space to fuck up and hit wrong notes. If only I found a humble yet confident vocalist... No offense to the vocalists that I know but seriously there are some out there with huge attitude problems. Good, bad, moderate, horrific or otherwise, there are the bad seeds and the good ones. Just got to leave it up to the Gods of Olympus *cough* I mean, the Fates *cough* I mean, Lady Luck that we get a good one that will stack up to what we want and need... and in time as well. If needed I sure as hell will take a female vocalist and do some Faders or Veronicas songs. Ahh... Stress time again. This is CIMP Talent Night all over again... Hopefully Lady Luck will smile on us this time 'round and grant us a stellar performance. Peace out y'all!

Till The Roof Cometh Down ~

I guess in the month of April, I should have really expected that Qing Meng would've come sooner or later. It's weird, that in this month, you tend to be reminded of things about the people that you're about to visit. Funny thing was that I remembered those exact moments when I was outside my dad's hospital room when he died. Those moments when the doctor came out, and said, "I'm sorry but he has passed away". Every moment from the time I uttered, "You gotta be joking me" to the time I started punching everything in the room in frustration. Odd, isn't it?

Unker Lam Hong

He loves to call himself that. Uncle Lam Hong is my dad's best friend. I just came back from dinner with him. He took me out to this nice Italian place in Klang. Incredible food and atmosphere. Only problem was that it had a romantic atmosphere because somehow the power box of that particular block kinda blew a fuse and there were candles all over. He told me that he that he always dreams about the people that he knows that passed away when Qing Meng is coming. Totally creepy. I seriously wouldn't want my dad to be standing over me in the dead of the night. We had a total blast. I wouldn't call it a catching up session but we talked so much. About me, VU, new band, that kind of stuff and he was going on about business that he was doing and stuff like that. He also talked about those insane times he had with my dad. Terribly hilarious stories of AO-rated proportions. He told me about the time he got this virgin engineer client laid in Thailand by paying the chick a 500 dollar tip. That guy instantly went for a HIV check up the next day. I was laughing all the way back home, man. I definitely will go out with him again.

VU Night – Where all your fantasies come true

Right… So says all them prom promoters. Seriously, it can be the stuff of nightmares. Just ask Ivan. Alright, he got chosen as one of the 12-16 guy/girl thing for some cultural show thingy for VU Night. Every participant has to have a partner to strut their stuff on the catwalk with. Our dear lucky Ivan got chick that has makeup thicker than any Joker imitator could ever have and thighs that have a diameter larger than my head ( as Kang Wei and Ivan love to say it). Unfortunately for Ivan, he had this humanitarian streak in him when she asked him to be her partner for that event. So he said yes and gave this excuse saying that he has felt the brunt of rejection and it wasn’t nice to feel that way. Ah well. Applause applause, Ivan. On my human side, that’s what I would say. However when the news came, I was more on my sadistic and perverted humorous side. Therefore, I laughed my balls off after ALL the shit we said about her yesterday at Kim Gary. Anyways, good luck to him waltzing with her on the stage. On a happier note, hopes of me performing seem to be better. There was this guy, Kelvin, which I met at Maison previously, that recognized me for that “Durian” comment Mr Tee made about me during tutorials and lectures, that was a guitarist and he’s willing to jam with me. Thank the Gods of Olympus! I did promise Ivan about a chance for him to perform one day. He says that he would like to make this time that time. The problem (for my ego, that is) is that he’s already taking the prom queen there (aka “Ashley”) and also one of the dudes of the 16 guy/girl thingy. Adding one more thing will just well, basically make him king of the whole god damn night! Ah well, we’ll see what happens. If it happens for him, I will still be remembered as one of the people that made him who he is. Excellent!

Ah well. I guess that’s all that I can remember for now. Until the roof comes down on VU Night, I bid you… Peace out y’all!

There IS a 1st Time For Everything

Believe me, there is a 1st time for everything... Maybe some of you are still kinda skeptical and all that but trust me, one day, you will realize the truth behind the quote! Alright, there is no grand epic tale for this famous saying, but I just celebrated my 19th birthday at Maison's with Ivan, William and his girlfriend, Carol, Christine, Shantee, Sindy and Yean May. There were some other punk friends of William's that came as well but we hardly talked. Ah whatever. I remember in the past, if I am not mistaken, that I had condemned clubbing in a rather harsh way. It was early last year, during a rather turbulent stage of my life. Anyways, I came, I saw and I had a great time! Truly, I have seen the other side of the world. The world that emerges after mummy and daddy goes to sleep. It's nothing short of the world depicting in shady games or movies or games like NFS Underground and all that jazz. Club patrons driving cars from Kancils to Mazda RX8s to SLKs and CLKs. Damn man, I can't begin to describe the atmosphere but I hope that as I tell you the story of how the trip unfolds, you will get a better insight on how the atmosphere was like. So, here goes...

College

Initially (this is all from my own understanding and observation. You are free to correct me if the events are a bit off), Ivan had this clubbing thing planned for quite awhile. He was asking everyone and Kang Wei as well. This all happened at the college foyer. I was sitting there, minding my own business, reading up on the BS notes for the upcoming test, listening to music as well. I wasn't really surprised that no one asked me, since I can be considered as the "new guy" in the clique, putting aside the fact that me and Ivan were quite good friends since the beginning of CIMP. Soon, nearing the end of all the planning and conversation, Ivan finally asked me if I wanted to come. However, since it was my birthday, I thought Shakira and gang had planned something nice for me. I messaged back and they were thinking about going to watch the new Mr Bean movie. Sounded kinda lame for some celebration day, in my honest opinion. Guess it was nothing extravagant. *sigh* However, I didn’t want to go dump them for my other friends so I was in a huge ass dilemma before Rushdi said he was busy and couldn’t make it. So, I told Shakir to stall the plan and go the next day. Therefore, that left my night open for clubbing! So, I found out that the club that we were going to was Maison. There are some other small details that led to the complication of the hours ahead in the story but I shall skip ahead

After College

After the BS test, which made me yawn so damn much, it was pouring outside like mad. I had to go home to bathe and change for the night ahead! It is definitely not the best weather to be around when something this grand is about to happen! William later decided he wanted to go to my house and take a bath so he drove us there, but not before sending his girlfriend, Joey, to the condo hostel. Phone calls here and there regarding timing and transportation were made and eventually an agreement was reached. I went to see Piumi and Mizna before leaving since I haven’t seen them for the whole day… Especially on this special day. So, I went there, talked a bit and Piumi gave me a hug for my birthday, Thanks, nangi! =D I left back for my place later to see how William was doing and we eventually left right after Piumi and Mizna came over to use the wireless connection.

The Complication

Yeah, here’s where the headache begins. We first go for dinner, with Ivan and Joey tagging along. I eat at Medan for the 1st time at night and also the 1st time after I swore to boycott them. Ah dang. I just realized that fact. Damn. Anyways, there were some people late and all that, not going to mention names, you know who you are, and people getting dead pissed. You can cut the tension in the air with a knife, I swear!

Loose Ends Tied

After all was said, done and crapped on, we finally get it on and sped on into the night to Maison! William’s car had him, Joey and Ronald. Ivan, me and Ashley aka Christine were in another car and lastly, Yean May, Sindy, Carol and Shantee were in the last car. Off went the three cars, a Myvi, Proton Wira and old Honda Civic model into the highway that was riddled with other mad KL drivers and the unrelentless rain.

Maison

We finally arrived at almost 11 pm! Joy… A plan that was meant for it to start at 6 had become horribly wrong and sour due to faults from various parties. No names mentioned, as usual… The important thing was we were here! It seemed kind of slow at first. There weren’t much people and there was no people dancing at all! It looked kinda sad to me and a bad impression has started to grow within me at that time. As time went on, things happened and the other guys and girls started drinking a mix of coke and Chivas like a goldfish in it’s fishbowl .I, under the 5 precepts that and also the fact that the damned stuff makes my ass itch harder than a Herpes patient in an overdrive of his disease. Yeah, that bad. Alright, I’ll try my best to describe the surroundings but the architecture and planning of the building is hard to explain so I won’t even bother to try. It is kinda dim in there (like, duh) and there were some variable color lights near the dance floor, as usual. There were small little counters that had all the hard liquor and stuff behind the counter and stuff. We ended up in the right, corner, nearest to the dance floor. As time moved on, me and Ivan’s eyes had inspected every possible hot chick in the place. There was definitely more than we could handle. The way that they dress… Makes Ipoh look like a town full of bad fashion transvestites, man. Eventually some chicks went up the platform that was located in the middle of the dance floor to dance and the crowd started going wild. As things progressed, we all started dancing as well but the music was absolutely horrible at the beginning. Halfway through, William’s friends had come over and joined our table and opened a few more bottles. I’ve nothing good to say about time besides the fact they have the potential to be a bunch of fun drunkards to hang out with. Besides that and the rather lame courtesy, they’re cool. While the girls, I and Ronald were dancing near/on the platform, there were these huge black chicks that came outta nowhere and I think I blacked out from sensory overload, in a bad way. So, I backed up to the table in fear with Ronald and then some of the girls came back after complaining it was hot. The damned place was packed and people were smoking like freakin’ chimneys! While I was watching the people dance, I saw one of the blue lights shine on this Malay girl who had her hair tied in a simple ponytail. Butt ugly. When the light shone on her, I swear that she bore an uncanny resemblance to Mr Shim from afar! It was so freaky! Later on, there reached a time where we almost wanted to leave but couldn’t because SOME people decided to ditch us for other people… And others had problems of their own… I have a strange hunch it has a form of relationship with the alcohol served. Hahahaha… When me, William, Joey and Christine and Ronald were looking for the rest, some dude comes up to me and recognizes me as “Durian” from VU and also “the band dude”. He talked a bit and his girlfriend (?) comes up and talks to me as well. We exchange some rather non-important info and he goes off, but not before his girlfriend tells me that she likes guys that are musically-talented. Interesting… During our searches, William’s girlfriend, Joey, got hit in the eye by a stray dancer on the way out. So William and Joey bailed back to Sunway for some ice. Ah well. So that leaves us one car short and just the right amount of people to party with. Eventually we found everyone, except Carol and Shantee, who allegedly was lurking on the top floor taking pictures of themselves with unrivalled zest and glee. We danced on a bit more and the nice music finally came, much to our disappointment and happiness as well. Somehow we had much energy to spare. Freaky. Eventually we were all burned out and Carol and Shantee finally turned up and we took more pictures outside and Carol somehow dragged this other dude with her. He looks very familiar, somehow. Ah well, I’ve seen way too much people in my lifetime. There was this fear of getting to a roadblock and all that jazz so I drove Ivan’s car back and Ronald drove Yean May’s car. I was very unfamiliar with the car so the drive wasn’t exactly smooth and it didn’t help with Ivan spewing negative comments and advice to handle the car. I wasn’t familiar and I was trying. Somehow, Ronald went ahead and we lost him but we found our way back to Sunway. Phew. Safe, at last. I will definitely go again and I hope to get to know these people better so it would be a much greater time. Here are some pictures that we took while we there.

Sindy and Carol



Sindy and Yean May



PIMPIN'!!!



Ivan and Sindy



CHUGGG!!!



Upper floor of Maison



Carol and Shantee



The girls



The girls with me and Ivan



I was wondering why I was looking away...



The ever-(in)famous puzzled look

Stop drooling already! Hahahahaa… I have uploaded ALL the pictures that we took that night on Facebook. Either you can join it and view it or just view it if you HAVE joined OR you can go to this address and just check it out.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=10804&id=515105371

Definitely the best birthday outing ever. Period! Until the next post, whether it be bitching about uni or emotional heart-wrenching poetry, peace out y’all!

Blankness

I seem to have noticed the loss of my flair and passion in blogging these days. Even as I type these words, I feel that sensation I once felt long ago ebb away from my fingertips with every stroke of the laptop's integrated keyboard. What has happened to me? Is it the lack of excitement this year? Or is it the fact that university and a void love life stripped the very last vestiges or scraps of my humanity? Damned if I know. I hope one day something worth blogging about appears. Something of a grand significance might happen to me this year. If I try hard enough, I guess it will. Ah well, I guess all I have to do now is to enjoy what I have... Like this video! =D

Terribly hilarious ending of Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny. Just watch it. Peace out y'all.

Tis' The Month of March

I seriously can't believe how fast time has past. Things have just went and gone like nothing... New Year's, those Sri Lankan pipes coming back to M'sia, VU, CNY, suffering in VU... Damn... Suddenly I had the time to sit back and dwell on some thoughts I've had over the past few days. Weird "What if?" questions and plenty of analysis on the strange dreams I've had throughout the year. It's really weird sometimes when the past comes back and screams right in your face.

Women

No, I'm not talking about HER again. Although I did see her, but... I think things have gotten better. My heart doesn't skip a beat any more when I see her. I might have moved on, finally. I have had some weird thoughts, like getting back together with her, but it’s impossible. Not after all I’ve said and done and… well, you know. Maybe uni does have the right chick for me. Who knows? Already spotted a few chicks in VU, thanks to Ivan’s watchful “hawk eyes”. But seriously, girls that you see with you eye aren’t necessarily the girls you will come to like and make our girlfriend. For all you know, your best friend could very well be your soul mate. If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times, love is not based on sex or looks or money (although the modern society tends to lean towards these things), it’s based on what’s inside. The most important thing to look for in a girl, to me, is respect, dignity and confidence. Seriously, I am sick and tired of girls who play hard to catch by playing the estranged heroine who needs a whole lotta loving. A girl which is confident (not arrogant) and radiates an aura of dignity is definitely what I’m looking for. A girl with make up thicker than the dust in an abandoned WWII house and a skirt short enough to be used as car-wash rag are just toys for boys. Hell yeah.

Unjust Ethics

During one lunch with Ivan, Kang Wei and Aaron, Ivan had this rather un-nigga-ish attitude going on. He, for once, didn’t say his fave line of the week, “Y’all niggas ain’t shit” which will be swiftly replied by either me or Kang Wei, for the umpteenth time “Y’all niggas EAT shit”, and started talking about some stuff like friendship, M’sia sending out troops for no apparent reason and the why the 3 major food outlets (Orange, Pink and White) were closed. The friendship talk had some tension in it and I was afraid of an argument exploding so I decided to sit it out. For the M’sian troops part, I couldn’t care less. Sure it might be a few extra guns missing, but hey, we’re not exactly picking fights with anyone. However, what I was interested in was the reason why the 3 shops were closed. From what Ivan heard from one of the ladies that sold her food in orange, it seems that the owner of Medan, the food court nearby, decided to take out the competition in a very dirty way by bribing the cops, and proving that they were operating without a license. Oh joy. Very ethical, mate. Applause applause. Seriously, if you want to win, win it with your own skill, not by cheating like this. So, if you guys believe this story, show your support by boycotting Medan! Cheap bastards!

God of War

As you all might already know, this was the game of the year for either 2006 or 2005. Can’t remember for the life of me. Since Rushdi had brought his PS2 over to M’sia, I decided to make good use of it and play some games that X-Play had recommended years ago. So, this being the game of the year, I tried it out.

IT WAS NOTHING SHORT OF SPECTACULAR

Graphics – 5/5
Audio – 5/5
Gameplay – 12/10
Storyline – 9.5/10

This is the rating I am giving it. The gameplay might seem like you regular hack and slash but have you ever controlled a character that can kill opponents with blades attached to his arms by chains that are seared into his flesh?! That’s what I call freakin’ innovation. Kratos is by far the coolest Spartan hero ever. Screw Hercules, man. I advise you… If you have a PS2 and looking for new games to play and you are willing to play anything… Get God of War.

In your face Ares! I have conquered you!

I guess that's it for this post, then. Peace out y'all!

A Dark Storm is Looming Overhead

Seriously, uni is screwing everyone inside out. I haven't seen a sane well-slept person. I haven't seen any romances blooming. Okay, sorry, it's a bit too early for that. Heh heh heh…

300

Two words: Fucking incredible. I've read plenty of reviews about it. There were historians, Persians and Greeks alike that criticize the damn movie. Seeing as we are Malaysian and we rarely give a shit about such things, just go watch it! Frank Miller, you are the man. Kudos. The story of King Leonidas and his 300 men is absolutely amazing. A show of great passion and “never-say-die” attitude. The script is amazing as well. I don’t think it will any Oscars, but it sure as hell will be the favourite for 2007.

VU... and MORE VU

VU night is coming up, so says them Business Club cronies that keep waltzing in and out of our lectures from time to time. "Go forth and spread ye word." As soon as the word PERFORMANCE popped up from their mouths, I was totally stoked. If CIMP doesn’t want us, fine, no worries. It’s just them losing the business and chances for their students to put their musical talents to good news other than dancing to gay Korean music *cough* Rain *cough* or to headache-inducing techno music and nonsensical rap music. Terribly brilliant, ain’t it? Other than the fact that the VU Prom is announced so damn early (Yeah, VU Night IS the prom), assignments, homework and tutorials are bludgeoning everyone’s gut into freakin’ ass submission like nothing. No point bitching about it, I’ve got to keep my chin up and charge at it like ye raging blindfolded rhino.

Chicks… Or lack of it…

There are pros and cons to all things, even the lack of chicks. Pros, you don’t have to look so much everywhere. Cons, you can’t look so much everywhere. Anyways, I noticed this one chick, a bit square-jawed and always carrying some green bag with her. Has her own girlfriends, of course. Somehow, to me, she exudes this aura of strength and independence. She has given me this “strong and silent” perception of her. An 8/10 body. Always a plus. Very intriguing. Another chick that looks like a hot chick from Ivan’s church which I will not reveal her name but is bustier and more make-up and a Shantee-like tattoo. I haven’t seen the tattoo yet because she dresses a bit more conservatively and also she hasn’t exactly bent down all the way in front of me. If she has, you’d be reading the words of my grave now, which most probably would be, “DAMN!”. There are a few more other chicks that DRESS in a hot sense but are not really hot. This one girl that Kang Wei knows and we tease him about as well. Heh heh heh… Real smartass girl and talks too much for her own good. Not being sexist but when some girls talk too much, it’s alright. For her, hell no, nigga. Ah well, whatever.

On a happier note, my birthday is coming soon! Will be one year older and one step closer to the death. Thank you Rushdi for that blunt observation. Nice little ray of sunshine, that boy. Bless him. Hopefully will grow to be older, wiser and smarter at getting chicks. Till then, peace out y’all!

Can't We Escape the Past?

I knew one day, during my return here, for my 2nd year in Sunway, I am sure I will bump into some unwanted people. And lo and behold, I did. Not gonna mention any names but some of you may know, some of you may not. Somehow I thought I was over it all but the following day I became worse due to the lack of sleep as well. I could barely concentrate in class, and it didn't help that it was Business Stats and Microeconomic Principles. My mind kept drifting away to memories of yester-year. The good times, the bad times and the "God-damn-it-that's-one-ugly-SOB" times. Only way I managed to keep my head on one track was pumping it with music. Glorious hard-thumping rock and beats to keep my head in one line. Anyways, go a few things worth mentioning...

Sunway Chaos

Alright, it's definitely an exxageration, but there were burnt trucks and closed down coffee shops all over the place man. There was even this car shop that got burnt down. Arson, accident or sabotage, god knows. Hopefully those shops will re-open soon 'cause going to Pyramid all the time for lunch is not what I have in mind... AT ALL. Besides that, VU stuff is piling up. Assignments, tutes and all that jazz are coming in fast all around me. Been seeing some 2nd sem CIMP students lepak-ing around college. So far I've met my old partner-in-crime, Zhiong, who's in Monash. Hopefully will get the chance to talk to him again. Poor fella lost his handphone. Ah well. Saw Ali (UK) and Ali Anjum as well. Saw V but didn't talk to her. Apparently Ivan has some issues with her. Not gonna ask him about. Saw Selvi that day but she was just visiting. Didn't have time to talk to her. Saw WC and Kelly as well. Still cute as ever, those two. Heh heh heh...

VU Madness

Yeah, and the list for the lack of sanity goes on and on. Apparently Ivan dissed off Ms Greeja, our MOB lecturer and she is now getting back at him, big time. Once, she asked him to answer a question in the lecture. We were so damn shocked when she just called "Ivan!" out of nowhere. Today, Mr Zain asked if there was an Ivan in the class and called him to sign up for the VU commitee. Damn... She ain't gonna make life easy for him. I got two ways to do it. If you wanna go ahead and be stubborn and stay true to what you do and say, chin up and show that biatch that she can throw all sorts of shit at ya but in the end, you're gonna be standing over her damn black ass. OR... the better way, admit that you're wrong to be so rude and go apologize to her. Either way it's up to you, man. Best of luck. I might join the council to back you up, but I'll think about it.

Thingy to Terabithia

Seriously, I can’t remember if it was road, bridge or river to Terabithia. Nevertheless, the movie was fucking awesome. I expected much more CGI and stuff like that since they had this association with Narnia in some way. Same director or some crap la. I’m not gonna spoil the story but allow me to delve into my pedophilic mind for awhile. THAT CHICK IS DAMN HOT. I don’t care if she’s 15, or 16, she reminds me of a Kiera Knightley Jr. Fucking ass crap man, she is sooo damn preeettyy!!! I wish I was a kid again. Less worries and all that jazz. You guys gotta go watch it. I kinda hate the ending, though. Should blast those god-damn directors to pieces.

Ah well, I guess that’s it. I’m thinking about a new handphone for my birthday but it’ll be tough convincing my mum. I saw Faisal’s new phone today. It was a N93. He told me he got it for 1000 bucks. Damn… 3 megapixel and if I ask for the music edition, it will come with a slick black look and 8 GB external memory. Freakin shit, man! Gonna hope hard for it, man! Peace out y’all!

Freakin' Ass Jockies!

3 reasons I am pissed:

1. My BS lecturer is incompetant

I think I must have not bitched about someone this bad before. Maybe I have, like Mr Chen, but ah well, he did gimme a credit for IDC. Muahahaha... My BS lecturer... Uhhh man... For now, I have no qualms with his personality. Here's a metaphor on how his lectures are. It's more like how he delivers lectures... Imagine a doctor giving you pills... Except he's trying to jab it into your bloodstream via a teeny-weeny syringe. Yeah. That bad. I will need nothing short of a divine miracle to get me outta this one. Or just nigh-infinite patience and discipline to study my arse for this BS.

2. Mum wants me to make peace with him

I told my mum that this dude was a real hardcore Buddhist. He has pictures of Buddha, some other Buddhist stuff in his room and moved his room furniture and apparatus and all that jazz. Why? Feng Shui purposes. Sure it has been somewhat proven true and some bitch's been making money off this whole thing. Anyway, she thinks I can get through to him because of my ex-monk background and that I have this profound knowledge of Buddhism and all that jazz. That approach MIGHT work. I'm just afraid he might view it as a RELIGION than a PHILOSOPHY of life as we've all been taught. As most of you guys know, I ain't a fan of religion. ANY religion. So, no offense to any specific religion, just voicing my opinion. Seriously gonna have a tough time fulfilling her wishes. Ah well, you'll never know until you try.

3. Guitar shop closed down before I could get a guitar stand

Few days back, I was asking around that shop about a guitar stand for my bass guitar. Costed about RM 35. So I thought, "Maybe later". Maybe I could ask Danny or Jospeh for better deals when I see them but keep forgetting about it when I see them. Anyways, I went to Pyramid on Friday with the usual guys and gals and we stopped by the pet store 'cause Rushdi (Shakir's friend from Dubai) wanted to check some hamster stuff. Oddly enough, the shop next to it was under renovation. There was the Watson's logo plastered all over it. Suddenly I was asking myself, "What was this place before?". Freakin ass shit, man. Just a few days when I asked about the guitar stand and now it's freakin' gone?! What the hell, man... I just hope it just shifted somewhere else in Pyramid. How could they pack up the whole place so quick? Last time I was there, all the guitars and speakers and amps were still where they used to be. Damn...

Hope 2nd week of uni is better. Seriously need to know more chicks. Chicks that are with Kang Wei and Ivan are still kinda stiff to me. Or is it just me being stiff? Ah well, I got time to get my groove. Peace out y'all!

Screw Smoking, Uni Kills

Hell yeah. 1st week and I am feeling the heat already. The awesome professionalism and good-nature of the CIMP lecturers are definitely not in these VU chumps. Seriously seriously considering hauling my ass into overdrive and getting enough marks to head on to Monash. There are some lecturers that seem interesting. Wait, there is only one that is interesting in a positive manner, Mr Zain. Really fat jolly dude who was a lawyer and sure as hell sounds like he has buttloads of experience. 1st day in his class and we were all in stitches. Damn... He is good... And his humour is unforgiving. I dare not think what would happen to me if I walk into one of his classes late. The last time that happened, he called a few guys gays in front of the whole lecture hall. Daaammnn... Talk about defamation, man. He teaches Business Law but is filling in for a Ms Greeja for Management and Organizational Behaviour (MOB) class. She seems to be doing her Masters degree or something, so I heard. Anyways, the Microeconomic Principles lecturer is dead boring. Normal M'sian chink lecturer. Says eerything in a sing-song manner and expects us to fill in the blanks on the sheets of blank notes she gives us. *sigh* Last one is this dude, Mr Tee, who teaches Business Statistics (BS) who is full of BS. He doesn't have a character problem or ego. It's just that he seems to be underqualified for the job. Really horrible capacity for english and can't really explain the material he's teaching properly. It's Business Stats wei... It's MATH. Freakin M-A-T-H. It's all a linear path. This ain't philosophy, man. The theories are dead set as they are and he somehow finds ways to go around them and then FINALLY get to the point. Smashing. He also did mention we need to attend all his lectures, tutorials, workshops and all that jazz to actually get all the knowledge he's hitting us with. Of course he needs that much time... Literally, he takes the final half portion of the LAST lecture and puts it into the 1st half of today's lecture. This explains things that he said, such as...

1. There is a high percentage of failure in this subject
2. This subject takes a long time

The way he's going, I doubt I'll ever get a job that needs me to hold a calculator. One more thing about this interesting character, he is some incredibly maniacal Buddhist. Real hardcore. He's practically got the whole altar in his office, sans the joss sticks and offerings. Heh heh heh... He also talks about being mindful in class and mentioned something about meditation in class. Jesus... Reminds me of my own foolish and amatuer-ish thoughts of spreading Buddhism. This guy needs a good wake up call and a heavy dosage of alcohol in his system to get the logic cogs working. I also met up with some other Monash friends. Seems like Monash also has it's fair share of lousy lecturers. Damn.. sometimes I wish that CIMP also offered uni courses. At this point, I am inclined to believe that dudes that have a short circuit or two in their grey matter are uni lecturer material these days. Nothing like a spot of eccentricity, eh? Hahahahaa... Peace out y'all.