Yesterday

比利可算是我的猪朋狗友吧。
哈哈。
我曾与他做过的事情，
谈过的事情，
多的谈不完。
我们曾乖姑过，
捣蛋过，
整人过，
再班吃面包过，
不爽来不爽去过，
射来射去过，
到广场玩纸飞机过，
在班唱歌过，
打架过，
赌博过，
建沙堡过，
一起辩论过，
一起参加各种比赛过。
但是，
他是一位很会计较的人。
可是，

每当我约他出去，

他都会爽快地答应。
这就是，兄弟情。

This whole paragraph is written by a friend of mine, whom I met his aunt yesterday at Sunway Pyramid. It was so random. I never expected she'll be there.
I was giving out water, hell yes, mineral water, to the public in conjunction with Love Our Kidney Week. Although many bastards refused to accept what I had offered, with a big smile on my face, yet it is another fruitful day in my life. Having dinner with my relatives all the way from US makes me feel better after being rejected by so many bastards who simply refuse to drink water. I say bastards, but only to those who already obese, barely able to walk and thinking the 500ml of water might put on more weight (FAT).
Hey bastards, water is essential for the break down of lipid a.k.a fat ok? I was trying to help you. I was trying to keep you away from high blood pressure, diabetes, high cholesterol, etc.
Spending time doing this kind of voluntary job rather than staring at the laptop simply makes me feel that my life is fulfilled. Only the life lived for others is the life worthwhile, quoted by Albert Einstein.

Out of the blue, a dude asked me, are you Pee Li Choo from RMC?
That's weird, I was trying to keep a low profile after all.

Today, both sides of my biceps are aching, perhaps I was too dedicated last night for my voluntary job, or maybe simply because Erika is too heavy?

Let's pray for a better tomorrow.

Life is what you make of it

Reading my own blog from the very beginning of it, I couldn't resist myself from being emotional. Controversial ones, those I composed during the good old days, saddening ones, and insane ones, those posts indicate how naive I was, how childish I was, how stupid I was, and how irrational I was.

For this reason, I've made the decision, get rid of all the past.

As I was going through my previous posts, I recalled the day as a Chung Ling High School student, making my way to RMC until the day SPM result was announced, from there, I began my amazing, full of surprises life.

Yesterday whilst having a group study with two friends, somehow the cute, hyperactive one mentioned the 117 tragedy. I was rather astonished, even a Sarawakian could got word about you guys! Dude, your spirit will never die. Although we ended up that group study with an unexpected event, leaving me and Albert in laughter, but I shall remember it. Rest in peace my friends.

Besides, 'robbing' books in library like no one else business everyday is the best part of my college life, as my college allows us to borrow 10books in one sort. Gosh, this will leave me with sleepless nights, trying to finish'em all. To the management, why building my hostel so far from college? The books are heavy you know.

In class with shorts and T-shirt reminds me of those days in RMC, sneaking into classroom wearing those. A part of I might get caught red-handed by Staff Meor, it was nice. At least I enjoyed myself back then, with this kind of rebellious acts. No offense, my beloved military officers, you've done a great job in nurturing us, inculcating values that a man supposed to arm with, to fight and win the war of globalisation.

Here's my resolution for a new start:
*note, all of them are equally important

Abstain from greed.

Be happy.

Remain single, as I did for the past 18years.
*safeguard, I'm not gay either, here's several factors:
I'm still young, don't want to be attached yet.
This stuff needs high maintenance which is beyond my capability.

Not being a slave of kiasu-ness. (very tough one!)

Make sure I get everything done, whatever I need to do.

Last but not least, maintain my fitness level.