Wet, wet Christmas!

Delaqroux Inc Updates

I guess it's been quite a number of times when i make a blogpost and began them with something about not making a blogpost for quite awhile but yeah, once again dear ladies and gentlemen, it has been awhile now hasnt it? Anyways, maybe i should just do a quick recap on what have been going on around here.. I'm not sure if i have made such notification in my past post (and i;m too lazy too check them out) but Macquarie University is having a long summer holidays. As anticipating as it may sound, it may not be so for me as i am extremely, utterly broke right now... and no, my ps3 (still) has nothing to do with it.

Anyways, i ended up getting some odd jobs here and there. One of them is a pet-sitter. Yeah, that's how i roll for dough; i watch a watch dog. No, seriously. I'm given the job to watch over Mike Knutsson, an eight year old german shepherd. While he's still a puppy, Mike's already as big as a german shepherd can get! (Gave me a pounce when i first came over and i almost tumble off the sidewalk..). But unfortunately, Eva and John's on a holiday trip and they took Mike with them - thus, no job for ol' Darkie. But then i got a job as a cleaner for Mrs. Lee residence. As hard as i tried, i really think i suck at total cleanliness. For some reason, it took me ages just to clean windows. While Mrs. Lee does not complain, i'm really eating off my wages with a lil bit of guilty conscience - just being paranoid that i'm not really doing a good job to deserve such a good money.

Anyways, fastforward back to the future (w00t! oxymorons! just gotta love em!), despite me being broke, i managed to end myself up in Brisbane! Yep, one more place crossed out of the Aussie map! It wasnt that long of a trip as i had it entirely impromptu - wasnt planning on going at all earlier, only to get a flight ticket few days before the actual flight there. It was also a short stay as i wasnt planning on bothering anyone on giving me a room for me to crash in. Also, a longer stay means a higher vulnerability for lost items so yep, reminiscing the good ol days when i lost my passport in Wellington, New Zealand, maybe i shouldnt push my luck (or stay) that far. But still, it was all awesomeness to be there.

So, now we're back to the post title: Yep, following up to our last wacky idea on spending the first day of Eidulfitri being wet and wild in Coogee Beach, we decided to celebrate 2k9's first day of Christmas with a double dose of the last action; being wetter and wilder in Manly Beach and Bondi Beach (the initial plan was to check out Coogee once again but excessive dips in the two beaches made the time flew by without any slightest notice). So yep, Shogi, Jeniffer and Intan was with me. Yes, it may sound odd as, while i may have Shogi as my common lepaking companion, i rarely had Jeniffer and Intan with me. Well, let's just say i kinda realized that despite some major outings and activities some of us had, some of 'us' are kind of left out of it. I dunno if this is intentional or whatyever (and i dunno pretty give much rats about it considering that i'm out of em all the way) but hey, why not get some odd company out and have some quirkiest, but most enjouable time ever rather than hanging out with the same ol, same ol all the time? That's how i end up having fun with all the companies i've made in Aussie here and why not re-rotate the circle of randomness all over again now that my old companies are gone? (Yeah, they are all mostly studying in Aussie only for a period of two semester... bummer) So, yep, it's Jeniffer's first outing in Aussie and, as we might not be able to have a white christmas thanks to the absence of snow in Australia, why not have a white Christmas wet? Hell, yeah! Just gotta love em, beach3zzz!!!

Oh right, and just a lil notification here; Christmas in Aussie can get real weird and random. Despite the many Santa's hat-wearing surfers, beach lovers and island girls (on skimpy, red bikini-esque Mrs.Santa-gone-bad swimming suit) on today's outing, i also joined Variety's Santa run for fund activity recently in the city. It's pretty much a fund raising activity as the name implied but all participant can get the chance to run along the streets of Sydney dressed as Santa claus in a whole ocean of other Santa-participants. Total random stuff but it was one helluva good time!

Well, that's pretty much all of the update for now. It;s funny how i always seem to be able to type down my blogpost without actually doing any thinking but now that it comes to the closing, i always end up spending long, long minutes thinking of how should i actually end things. Anyways, let's just hope more posts are on their way and i'll catch u all soon. Till then, Merry Christmas and happy new year! =)

Part-time Hitman looking for assassinating work

Hello,

My name is Dark A. Delaqroux, and i'm looking for a part time assassinating work as i have plenty of time to kill (pun joke intended here). I specialized in slow, painful death and torture so, those who might already have their target in custody but needing to get valuable information out of them, i can surely be of help in this case. Due to this specialty, i can also work for psychos/lunatics/or simply fine ladies and gentlemen out there who enjoys their evening tea with a little dash of saddistic pleasure as they get their victim brutalized first before the murder. However, i can also get the jobs involving instant kills done marvellously as well.

I am also skilled in on-scene use of tools for assassination. Therefore, you do not need to provide assassinating equipments unless on a special request (lesser blood, lesser evidence, easier body disposal etc.). In other words, i can use a vast array of tools to get the job done, ranging from guns, knives, blunt weapons to screwdrivers, crayons (toxic ones) and Twilight DVD. My rates are flexible but perhaps around $10 per head. Additional cost may apply if disposal of bodyguards, pets, spouse, family members etc. is seen necessary on-site or if the target puts up more resistance (though expect very little as my kills are often done in stealth).

But as a side note here, as how you might have experienced with other assassin's out there, i, too, am prone with the temptation of betrayal. In other words, i may turn my back on you and kill you instead if your target re-hire me to kill you with a more generous offer. As much regret as i have to say this; i really recommend highly generous tippings to avoid such circumstances to occur. Of course, you can always consider a re-re-hire if such circumstances is inevitable.

Please leave me a message if you're interested to have me kill someone you're uninterested in leaving them alive and i can negotiate the details with you. I look forward to working with and killing for you. Thanks.


Dark A. Delaqroux.

A Safety Reminder for Cohort 5

Delaqroux Inc Updates

You might think that this would have been a note for the oncoming exam. Well, no it's not but it's still as important as hell. So if exam's your main priority at the moment, you might wanna skip this note (though i really recommend that you give it a read at least after the exams). Otherwise, please take some time out and read.

A member from our cohort has been followed by some guy while she was walking alone along Epping Rd at around 6.30pm. There's some chances that this is just a case of paranoia but if something tells me that it could be for real, i rather bet my ass on being paranoid than being sorry. But listening to the story from her, i wish i can believe it is a case of false alarm but my gut is telling me it could be some loon of a girl-stalker guy for real - not to mention the stories i heard on what've happened along Epping rd, a 25th November newspaper article about some unpleasant cases at Epping, and the public's call for more police patrol cars along Epping (pretty close to Marsfield). So it could have been some lunatic or it could just be a coincidental guy following the same trail as you, but seriously, how many of us really take into consideration about our own safety when we're actually putting ourselves at risk without even realizing it?

So yeah, the nag begins here; i'm made aware that some of us, cohort 5 (the girls mainly), still made it a habit on walking alone right after sun down. You may insist that you might have just been walking on a very short distance at that time but if one of us here was being followed by some loonwhile the sun is still up and she was walking just a short distance as well - i really, really advice you not to take chances on walking alone when it's dark. If you would say that you dont always walk alone - you have a few others with you; i do agree that that's a good point but walking with just another girl or two in the middle of the night, i still think that isnt much of a prevention measure. If you gonna say you've been doing this walk-alone-at-night all this while and nothing happened, well, God-bless on your luck so far. But, seriously, please think about your safety more than just simply getting to places you want to go regardless of what time or situation you're in. Go ahead and throw any other refutes you have at me but if you can recall a news link posted by Flo about some Malaysian female student in Melbourne getting mugged and beaten at 12pm, you might want to consider a point i'm trying to make here.

So, please, it takes some very hard lesson to kill an old habit and in this case, i never would want anything to happen to my friends just coz they cant shake off the habit of walking home/somewhere alone. For those living away from others, please have the emergency line phone numbers right in your head at all times. If you really need to walk after dark, please have at least a guy or two accompanying you - not just another girl or two. And i do read an article that says girls have this habit of walking while talking on the phone, and the article dont recommend this even for the slightest bit. Walking while talking on the phone, having an MP3 earphone in your ears, walking at a relaxed pace, walking while humming or singing etc. exhibits hints of vulnerability. You're suggesting to the eyes around you that you are not aware of your surroundings (and chances that you probably are) and thus, suggesting you're an easier target for some loon to target you. Finally, if you can remember a recommendation made by some dude during our predeparture briefing on self safety - telling you to stop and pretend that you're tying your shoelace when you notice you're being followed; i dare say that is the shittiest dumbest stuff i've ever heard. Stopping is just gonna narrow down the distance between you and your follower, UNLESS you stopped while there are people around and wait for the guy to walk past you. Otherwise, if you do know there is an area close to you with more people around, just hasten up your pace and change your route off from the lonely street to the more crowded area altogether.

On a last note, please at least take some time to read articles, buy safety equipments or watch videos on some sort of self-defense measures if you can get your hands on any. Get some friends to practice it with you, or just sit down for a tad bit and discuss on what kind of measures you can do to keep yourself safe (i know you guys do tazkirahs and stuff all the time and i'm sure you can make one space to have some discussion on this matter). Listen to other's experience and advice and dont ever take them lightly (like this blogpost as well). Please be safe wherever you guys and girls are and just remember, the world is only a safe place to be when you know how to keep yourself safe at all times. That is all. As a final word; touch wood.


-Ad
Your Nick Frost wannabe..

Update @ 11.50PM

Delaqroux Inc Updates!!

Yep, its been awhile hasnt it? In fact, long loooong while. Well, apart from reviews and Delaqroux lil updates on his wee bits of two cents, there isnt much update on my life. So i thought, might as well have one for a lil bit. Oh, and for those avid readers of my blog who have been conditioned to expect a badass, pissed off blogpost made by me after a long, long absence; well, fear not for i am not at all pissed, moody, unhappy, emo etc. In fact, life's been good. Of course, there's been up and downs. Smile, laugh, curse like @#$%, smile, laugh, curse like @#$%, repeat, repeat and repeat but at the point of me making my blogpost here i am currently around 14 hours to my LING216 exam, i've pretty much covered my revision and thought i'm just gonna cruise the last 14 hours here with a lil coke and some sunshine. Well.. figuratively. It's 12am here. No sunshine. But, nah, good enough.

So here's a bit of recap from where i left off... Hmmm... Well, that's some pretty long stretch of flashbacks. Okay, first things first; Tassie trip when DEVILish!!! (No pun intended). The Mountain Lodge was good though i kinda feel that i havent covered much of Tassie with just a dropoff at Launceston and a stay at Cradle Mt Lodge for two nights. But it turned out that Launceston is a nice piece of suburb (my definition of a good suburbian area; plenty of pubs and live music, good eating places, next to the beach/dockside/lake, plenty of mountain sceneries), the shuttle guy Gabriel decided to take us for some extra sight-seeings (one monumental village and another that host Tasmania's renowned mural painting competition, and a really awesome restaurant + inn in the middle of the vast, vast meadows). And apart the mountainside being rainy, we managed to conquer the 3 hours Dove Lake circuit and as a lil extra, i managed to hike 300 metres to Marion Lookout Point, summing up a total of 1200 metres above sea level. I was feeling a lil down for not being able to cover awhole lot of ground in Tassie, but if you cant cover it on foot, conquer it from the skies - and being on 1230 metres above sea level, you can bet how skytall i felt. Pure Awesomeness!!

And as a side note; Marion Lookout is next to Devil's Horn, Cradle Mt's highest peak (1600metres), something tells me i will be standing on top of that peak one day - coz i plan to.

So what eeeeelse... Things been a lil bit hectic with me running low on cash and trying to survive with MUV cutting my last bits of cash for rents (even had 2 months worth of overdue payment in the end), but with the next stock of allowance flowing back in my NAB bloodstream, i was back on track!!!!.... only to end up spending a hell lot on unnecessary things, outings and even waking up one morning with a contract of a new home, 21 inch flat-screen TV, a 140 watt speaker set and A FLIPPING PLAYSTATION 3 in my room!!!! Seriously, whattatuist!!?? (what a twist!!??). Yes, i'm back to square one. Gonna be broke bad soon. But oh well, at least i've played the last installment of Metal Gear Solid and i've discovered the truth behind The Patriots and Snake.. like, whoah.. SNAAAAAAEEEEKKKKEEEE!! A 600 dollars cash well-spent, Darkie.. Good Job! **claps hand for ownself** Good job... Oh, and as a lil bit of addition in keeping myself pumped with adrenalin and purely unnecessary running-around-s, i've made myself a Publisher for Malaysian Student Association and Event committee candidate for International Student Club. Both of these jobs are not paid for but oh well, good experience CAN substitute good money once in a while. (Yes, i know i'm citing mr Aslam's load of crap here) Well, anything to keep myself busy. Like an old wise man (me) always say, if you cant keep yourself entertained, keep yourself busy... and shit.

Oh, and another major event that has occured so far is that i'm in love. With who? When? And (or) with what? Well... JOHN SMITH ON ICE MOMENT!!!! Wheeeehheeee-hheeeee!!

Alrighty, that's all about it for now. Life's been good with ups and downs but yep, still good. Being optimistically idiotic have its drawbacks but it does have its good perks and i'm enjoying every single bit of the latter at the moment. After all, life's gonna end in 1 year, why not enjoy it to the fullest? Oh, and my oncoming exams? Meh.. all's well should/supposed to/i think will end well. Right? :p

2012

Delaqroux inc Review: 2012

I stumbled upon the idea of world's end when i was seven and found the theory of world's end to be on 12.12.2012 just a few years back. As much as everyone claim that everything is in God's work, one, obviously, cant help to imagine how this God's work will be like. So yep, i have some odds and ends here and there put together and thus, i have my own imaginative version of world's end and it was sick. But not being able to exactly explain to anyone what i visualize, i was pretty glad that 2012 (the movie) came out. But, does the director's depiction of world's end is as horrific and insane as i have imagine, or is it just a natural-disaster flick?

Storyline:

As if the idea of world's end at 2012 not enough to scare us senseless, the movie began with the first sightings of possible end of the world evidences in 2009. Apparently, an indian scientist, monitoring the earth crust in a copper mine found out that the earth core is getting more and more imbalanced due to a high heat wave from the sun. Fast forward 3 years later, the story takes position from behind Jackson Curtis, author of bad-seller Farewell Atlantis and full-time father who neglects his family coz of his manuscript. With his family tearing apart (and not to mention, the world as well), Jackson will have one last chance to prove that he is a worthy father who does care about his family - by trying to escape the end of the world.

The Review:

The storyline may be a turn-off to few and trust me, it is a turn off. This may be a spoiler but if you're a true blue catastrophe savvy guy, you might figure out that the sypnosis above already suggested that it is not the end of the world. It is just another natural disaster; earthquake on a global scale. Yes, you can say it is the end of the world but nothing much out-of the ordinary considering the fact that the Mayans saw it coming first, the Bible and Quran already prophesize an armageddon, and yet the movie done nothing in 'answering' to any mythological or biblical stuff. I can say that the depiction of world's end in 2012 do fit in some prophecy in the holy scriptures but there is too many loop holes and gaps that it turned out to be entirely a scientifical, natural disaster movie. Also, you may feel that the movie's storyline is made via tracing the exact storyline from Day After Tomorrow on a sheet of transparent paper, retyping it in Microsoft Word with a few tweaks here and there, and projected with an OHP via Microsoft Powerpoint with very fancy animation and graphical images. It is that much of an exact copy.

But you may wonder why i mention that long winded analogy beforehand. Well, the storyline, while of an exact copy, is presented in a way that we all love - with very, very fancy animation and graphical images. Yes, the graphic is insane and the size of the destruction is phenomenal. For a guy behind Independence Day, Deep Impact and Day After Tomorrow, this, of course, is nothing of a surprise. But with an added twist, the movie can be considered a mix of all the previous three movies. There's fire and explosion like in Independence Day, massive tsunamis ala Deep Impact, and gigantic cracks and quakes of in Day After Tomorrow. Needless to say, graphical depiction of a natural disaster putting humanity at the brink of extinction (again) in 2012 is the best one yet!

The Verdict:

For the most part; the movie is exactly as is shown in its trailers. The storyline is predictable (and not too mention, almost 3 hours duration) and it does get draggy at some part, especially the 'intermission' between escape scenes where the characters start talking to one another. The director obviously attempt to build up the characters here but with the distraction of the catastrophic eye-candy beforehand and the future ones to expect, i found out that this is the time, i observed, that the audience in the cinema took out their phones and start replying text messages. In a way, the intermission give you a good time-out from mayhem but by imposing boring dialogues between characters, it's not really a good strategy. But when the end begins (pun joke intended), things get really really hot - and i mean, molten-lava-spewing-from-the-earth's-core hot. There's plenty of narrow escape scenes in which is both heart stopping but makes the storyline even more predictable. Narrow escapes makes Jackson seems almost immortal and those that stick with him lives. But a moment someone strays away like a lamb, they die. It's good heart pumping plot but those who can see the pattern will find this who-lives-and-who-dies game very predictable. The only unpredictable element in the movie is the funny moments. The movie does feature aplenty and the fact that it popped out at the most intense-most moments, the funny moments and catchy jokes are simply brilliant.

I give this movie a 6.7/10 - Good: The graphics and unfitting humour, Bad: The predictability, And The Ugly: The draggy part of storyline. While there's nothing beyond awesome in the movie,the movie is indeed entertaining and i still recommend you to watch this movie in the cinema with big screens and super loud surrounds, that you can actually feel the vibration in the room. Downloading and watching this movie in a laptop will not do justice for this gorgeous movie but on the upside, you can fast forward the boring, predictable storyline. So yep, feel free to leave a comment on the movie under the comment section and tell us what you think!

-Adnin

Escaping the end of the humanity immortally, one narrow misses at a time

To Write Love on Her Arms

Delaqroux Inc Updates: TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS

There's always those time back in Malaysia before when Valentine's Day kicks in and everyone go all hyped out loving each other like they never been loved before. Well, call me The Grinch of Valentine but i find it annoying. I mean, seriously, if you really love someone like they have never been loved before and you show that only on four days in a year (Valentine, your birthday, your partner's birthday, you and your partner's anniversary), dude, you're not loving enough. why not love her/him a lil bit more on this oncoming NOVEMBER 13th?

Uh yeah.. it's Friday the 13th this November but i'm not referring to that. I'm talking about
TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS DAY!!!! (TWLOHA)



If you're among those who will go "what's that?", do yourself a favor and slap yourself silly. Go on. But not that silly coz you need to read on!

To Write Love on Her Arms is based on a romance novel (if i'm not mistaken). It's a love novel so lovely that people love the phrase "To write love on her arms". I'm not too keen to put the sypnosis of the novel here but the main idea of that novel is that everyone deserve to be loved - no one gets left behind, no one should be left alone and no one dont deserve to be not loved (wait... what?). So yeah, in remembrance to that message the novel brought up, Aussies marked November the 13th as TWLOHA day, a non-profit, charitable event where, what you can do, is show your loved ones that they are loved - your girl/boyfriend, your kids, your parents, your pets, your friends buy writing LOVE on their arms.

There's nothing to attend to on that day so you have no excuse to miss this out. No punctured tire crap, no forgot coz you're too busy watching the grass grow, and definitely, no i'm-busy-studying-to-see-you bull either. What you can do is simple. First, take a pen (preferably permanent markers will be the best as you want this to be as permanent as possible), walk up to the ones you love, ask them for their hand, and write/draw/tattoo "LOVE" on it. Why? Just let them know that you're taking five minutes of your time that you want to tell that that you do love them. Easy peezy, lemon squeezy, cherry berry, go to 7 Eleven and steal a slurpee. It's THAT easy! Oh, and if you feel like joining the millions of people doing the same, you can upload the picture of LOVE on your arms on TWLOHA official website; http://www.twloha.com/
or the Facebook group page; http://www.facebook.com/towriteloveonherarms

So go ahead. Spread the love, literally, on your loved ones' arms and who knows, a lil ink on their skin encrypting the word love might actually change a whole lot of things in their life. Trust me.
And as a side note here, i'll be writing LOVE on her arms for sure =)

Taking the train back to reality

Delaqroux Inc. Updates
Unlike most songs/poem i wrote before, i think this one really really represents all the emotional conflicts i'm having within me at the moment. The meaning is yours to interpret. Oh and just as a side note; i have been writing poems involving trains lately. I guess trainrides are precious. It makes you realize that everything is going past fast in your life. And also, as further as we can go, the train will eventually take us back to the place where we belong. In both good way and extremely melancholic manner as well. Anyways, enjoy the poem.

Taking the train to St Leonards
Made me think how tracked life is
So predictable that it hurts
There's always the joy of love amiss
Taking the train to Epping
Made me think everything's okay
But the lady next to me is crying
And the sky was shallow and gray

I hummed just enough to let her hear
A tune to tell her everything's alright
Put my hands around her shoulder
As i said "Let's just enjoy the ride"
It's nothing like a roller coaster
There's not the thrills neither the fun
But even for awhile, we can be together
Eventhough i know that i'm not the one

We both know the ride will stop
It's just a matter of where and when
But please dont let me hear you sob
Dont remind me that this moment will end
I dont know how they trust the weatherman
If what he forecast is all the predictable
I know better i dont need a hand
Coz, for a start, i know that i'll miss her

Taking the trainride to Sydney
Let's get lost in the City Central
It's fine as long as there's you and me
Just us and with no care of the world
But taking the trainride back home
On the last train around nine thirty
We're meant to live our lives alone
You'll be with him and i'll be with me
Coz next stop; it's cold, cruel reality


Taking the Train back to reality
-Ad (2009)

Does Cohort 5 MacQ speak English?

Delaqroux Inc Updates!

This is a response to an issue raised by our coordinator, Pamela, several times during our meets, as well as to a few comments made by my friends about our, IPBA Cohort 5 MacQ goingbouts. This post is made entirely on my own surface observation and thus, may not exactly reflect what's going with Cohort 5 MacQ. Hence, i'll try not over-generalize things and do pardon if i unintentionally (or intentionally) did so in any part of this post.

if all of us here do not suffer short term memory loss as i do, i bet you'd still remember when Pamela mentioned several time on the fact that we need to mix around with the locals more. Her least concern was us learning a foreign culture, but her biggest one is if we ever get to speak and practice English at all. Additionally, having few academic discussion with the non-Malaysian friends i made here, they did ask me if the notion of "being sent overseas so we can get to absorb foreign culture and practice English" ever seems to be working with us, considering there is 25 of us sent and to them, 25 is too high a number of a non-English speaking group to go around. As much as i would like to refute this, i would have to agree with their point. a number of 25 maybe small in a group of thousands English-speakers around us. But our tendency to form a small deviating group with a Malay language medium is still high considering their is 25 of us. They recommended a better figure of 5. As nonsensical as this may be, it does make sense.

I figure we do take Pamela's concern lightly. And i'm not basing this on concious value, i do get a remark of disagreement when Pamela said the fact that we moved out in chunks, staying together with groups of Malaysian only, is gonna make our chance to practice English drop. I have to say i agree with Pamela's concern. Do we speak English while we're with other Malaysian when its way more comfortable to speak in Malay? And i'm not just focusing in speaking as well, what about reading, writing and listening - the all four skills of proclaimed English profficiency? It may seem a simple evidence but i would like to share this experience. My housemates comprises of four Malaysian (including me) and two non-Malaysians. One time recently, i wanted to leave a message on the fridge. The point to be made was "please clean up your respective stuffs so i can clean the kitchen and wont end up throwing your things accidentally on purpose" but can you guess how long it took for me to complete such message considering the fact that i want to sound non-offensive, polite, yet strict at the same time? And most importantly, i need to make sure my English is the very least understandable by my two non-Malaysian housemates.

It took me ages! But that was when something struck me, on the fridge was also a cooking schedule made by one of my Malaysian housemate and as it only concern us four Malaysian occupants, it was written in Malay and how easy it was made! When i think about it, i think i too can finish my message easy if i'm writing it down in Malay rather than English and targetting only the four Malaysian housemates i am fond of. And that is also the point when i realized, i wasnt just writing a message up - i am assessing how i am using my English. And why do that occur? coz i have non-Malaysian housemates and i have to level my English practice to fit in their context. Will this occur if all my housemates are Malaysian - or at least, all of them are people i am fond of? Maybe yes and maybe not. Chances are higher on "maybe not"

In classrooms (lecture halls and tutorial classes), we still tend to cluster up together. Well, you can defend this basis with the argument; "there isnt much oppotunity to be talking with the Non-Malaysian student next to you during this period anyway so it wont make much difference if i am sitting with non-Malaysian or not" Yes, this is true. But, i do believe that that is just one of the two reasons of such habit and it isnt the main one either. The main one, i dare to admit coz i do feel it really really frequently, is the fear that, what if to say the lecturer suddenly end up asking you to discuss with your partner and that partner is a Non-Malaysian. That is actually our primary concern now doesnt it? And to base this on an evidence, take our EDUC260 class. From my observation, the first few classes of EDUC260, we chose to scatter out around the lecture hall. Why? Coz we are excited of the idea on sitting with an Australian to your left and right. But the fact that William De Jean will ask you to partner up everytime, i manage to observe that we decided to go back to sitting with other Malaysians. Why? Coz it's more comfortable to discuss with people you are fond of when you can speak Malay, not English. Even if you do use English, you wouldnt care as much about making sure what you said is clear, there is no speaking-culture standardizing issues, and its less nerve-wrecking. So it's back to the point of "do we even speak English at all then?"

I guess i might as well stop here. but just ask yourself; how much are you actually practicing English today, and how much exactly are you assessing your English while you are using it - or you are simply blurting out things in English with no concern with all the between the lines value of English usage? How many times in a day when you found out that you cant make your point clear in English that you revert your language use back to Malay without feeling any regret at all or have a quick two secs in that moment to think "why cant i deliver my point in my current English?" I'm not going against speaking in Malay here neither about speaking in Manglish but i guess considering 1/4 million spent for us to just practice English in an English speaking environment, its a shame if we couldnt care less about it all eh?

p/s: when i use the notion of "Non-Malaysian" here, i'm emphasizing that i dont mean only Australian or people with English speaking background. I refer to those from other countries who are struggling on their English as well.

The 2 years posting-freeze rumour

Delaqroux Inc Update.
First of all, i would like to stress out that this is a rumour and i have no intention to comment on this issue, but only to share among my teacher trainee comrades as i think this would really concern us - not only to the fact that we're being posted or not but where our Education world in Malaysia is taking us to. (And as a side note: THOSE WHO DARE CLICK THE "LIKE" BUTTON WITHOUT COMMENTING ANYTHING, "I WILL RAIN DOWN AN UNGODLY HELL UPON YOU!!" I hate people who just press "like" coz they dont bother coming up with a comment. Might as well just stay off.. geez..) Just ponder for a moment or two and lemme know what you guys think =)

Tanjong Malim, 4 Oktober – Profesor Dr. Zakaria Kasa, Timbalan Naib Canselor Akademik & Antarabangsa Universiti Pendidikan Sultan Idris (UPSI) mengeluarkan kenyataan semua penempatan lepasan UPSI ke sekolah-sekolah terpaksa dibeku bermula 2010.

Kenyataan tersebut dipetik dalam ucapan perasmian yang disampaikan beliau dalam ‘Simposium Halatuju Pendidikan Fizik Di Malaysia’ anjuran Persatuan Mahasiswa Sains (PMS) dengan kerjasama Jabatan Hal Ehwal Pelajar & Alumni (JHEPA) UPSI yang berlangsung di Bilik Seminar Bitarasiswa semalam.

Dalam pada itu katanya, pembekuan semua penempatan ke sekolah-sekolah ini dikeluarkan oleh pihak Kementerian Pelajaran Malaysia (KPM) melibatkan semua institusi yang mengeluarkan bakal-bakal guru bukan sahaja di UPSI malah di IPTA lain yang menawarkan program pendidikan termasuk Institut Perguruan (IPG) di seluruh negara berikutan masalah kewangan yang dialami pihak Kerajaan Malaysia.

Beliau pada awalnya mengambil langkah untuk tidak mengumumkannya kepada pelajar kerana bimbang menjejaskan motivasi pelajar untuk meneruskan pengajian namun bertukar fikiran dengan mengumumkannya semalam kerana beranggapan perkara tersebut harus diketahui semua pihak sebagai langkah persediaan.

Sementara itu, beliau turut menjelaskan penempatan untuk graduan pada tahun ini tidak mengalami masalah kerana tindakan membekukan penempatan tersebut hanya bermula tahun hadapan.

Beliau walau bagaimanapun tidak mengeluarkan kenyataan bertulis berkenaan perkara tersebut dan hanya diselitkan dalam ucapan perasmiannya semalam.

Dalam perkembangan berkaitan, seorang mahasiswa UPSI mendakwa menerima mesej melalui Sistem Pesanan Ringkas (SMS) daripada rakannya dari sebuah IPG mengatakan perkara yang sama minggu lalu. Katanya dalam e-mel yang dihantar ke upsikini@gmail.com, pelajar terbabit mengatakan keluaran UPSI dan IPTA lain yang tamat pengajian bermula tahun hadapan, perlu menunggu selama 2 tahun sebelum ditempatkan ke sekolah-sekolah.

Tambahnya, pelajar IPG yang dijadual ditempatkan ke sekolah-sekolah pada tahun hadapan akan diawalkan penghujung tahun ini bersama-sama dengan keluaran UPSI dan IPTA lain yang bergraduat pada tahun ini.

Keadaan ini menurutnya mempunyai kaitan dengan masalah yang berlaku apabila lambakan graduan pendidikan di seluruh negara.

Mengulas tentang perkara tersebut, Exco Akademik & Kerjaya Majlis Perwakilan Pelajar (MPP), Nur Aqilah Hanis berkata pihaknya akan mendapatkan penjelasan lanjut berkenaan perkara tersebut daripada TNC Akademik sendiri supaya tidak berlaku kekeliruan.

“Isu ini boleh menjadi isu nasional, bukan hanya melibatkan UPSI sahaja, jadi lebih baik kalau saya dapatkan dulu penjelasan secara terperinci daripada Prof. Dr. Zakaria dan Bahagian Akademik supaya maklumat sebenar dan tepat diperoleh sebelum saya mengulas lanjut.

“Kita tak mahu isu ini menjadi sebab untuk kita bertelagah, apa yang penting selepas kita mendapatkan maklumat tersebut, kita akan fikirkan penyelesaiannya. Jadi semua pihak diharap dapat bersabar”, jelasnya.

- Once again, this is just a rumor and i dont really understand if this issue gonna be what i expect it to be. Eitherways, g'day!

Take a Night Train to Epping

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I wrote this song while i was in a train to Chatswood one time ago. The tune was still in a mess but the lyrics still (seems to) make sense. I leave the song to your own interpretation as everyone has different experience during their trainrides as they use the Chatswood-Epping line. Just hope for those who've read this song lyric and happen to use the train line at any period of time after, open your eyes and look around the train as you play your own song in your mind =)

Take a night train to Epping
9pm sharp - not a second later
And let the world just pass you by.
Just stay on board til morning
And maybe the morning after
And til the day when we all gonna die

See the guy in the loner seat?
Facing the world as he’s sitting there
Just like an English teacher in front of a class.
Nervous, counting his own heartbeat
Trembling, from all those people’s stares
Laugh at him now, this chance’s not gonna last.

See the girl in the three-seater?
Sitting by the window, staring at the glass
At her own reflection growing older and wearier.
Seeing herself, though the world cant see her
Wondering how she got lost in this mess
She sighed as she wiped her last drop of tear.

Take a night train through Epping Line
Enjoy your ride and pretend everything’s fine
You’re just a lil hurt
Only that, and nothing else more.
There’s no stop if you don’t see the sign
And just leave the world you hate behind
Get your lifetime ticket
All aboard, what’re you waiting for?


Take a Night Train to Epping
-Dark A. Delaqroux
May 2009

If God have a Facebook profile

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And this post is made as a response to a friend of mine's shoutout on "If God have a Facebook profile, how many of you will add Him? And how often will you write on His wall?". I thought it's quite an interesting situation to look through and definitely deserve a Delaqroux Inc Update. So yep, here we go.

At a glance, "what if God have a Facebook profile?" may seem to be a good topic to start a really funny stand-up comedy show. I mean, it was already funny when we realized that Barack Obama had a Twitter account. Just imagine the sight of Obama sitting in a really serious conference room shown live on television and we can see his latest update made on Twitter; "dude, being a president sucks.." That would put a whole new perspective on Barack Obama as the president. In one way, we'd take him to be just as close to us as of me having you under my friendlist on Facebook, and being able to see each other's personal updates and shoutouts. On the other, we'd regard this an act of retardness. I mean, why would a US president have his update on Twitter when he should be concentrating on the going-abouts within the conference room? On another way, we may take it as something very comically ironic as of someone all influential and powerful to possess an account in a community site of Facebook and stuff.

But in terms of another entity which is way beyond influential and powerful to that of Barack Obama is, when looked through it closely, to have a Facebook profile is no laughing matter.
Imagine if God has a Facebook profile? The first question that may struck us all is; "Which God has a Facebook profile?" Yeah, as much as we're all aware (and put into very firm believe) that there is but one Almighty being ruling us all; it is as much as us being fed with the idea that every religion has its own God. To put it through, we all acknowledge there is the one and the only Allah swt for the Muslims, but we do know the existence (either in actualization of an existence of just the ideologic existence of it) of Jesus and the Father for the Christians, Buddha for the Buddhist, Vishnu, Sheva and Brahma for the Hindhus, as well as the 'other' Gods for other religion practicioners. So if the one and only God that all of us have, is to have a Facebook Profile; who's God will it be? And will that put an ultimate dominance over a religion and end to a whole lot of other religions in the world? And will that dominant religion be finally the single solution of unity we're looking for all this while or it's a dark gold oppoturnity to twist things to your selfish bidding now that you ARE within the truth. In other words, will such things end the war between Salahadin and King Richard, or will that spark a greater one now that one side is immensely victorious? Yeah, i guess the first thing we will look to is God's personal information, specifically under "Religious Views: XXX"

As a follow up to that, who will God add under his friendlist? Some religion practicioners do believe that to follow their particular religion is the only single way to be connected with the God they believe in. Yet the idea of being accepted or being rejected by God is something unknown for all of us as there is no way to confirm that (aside from your own religious perspective of faith and believe, obviously - i'm not preaching any atheistic beliefs here). Well, not anymore if God has a Facebook profile and has a friendlist of His own! Who will God be adding then? If the God who is having the Facebook profile is a God of religion A, will He only accept the request from practicioners of religion A and religion A only- as based through the ideas in scriptures of religion A that following religion A is the only way to God's salvation? Or will He be the unbiased God who love all of us who seeks His salvation? If He adds everyone regardless of their religious background (and even of those who doesnt believe at all in His existence), wont that raise the tension of religion A practicioners as they believe that they're only one who should have been able to 'reach' God? And if God of religion A accepts the request from all of us, how do we know if that is an act of unconditional love or that is an act of propaganda; to appeal welcoming to everyone with the intention of getting people to think your way underneath? Will God accept people in His friendlist as who they are, or will He walk the talk of the single way to salvation?

And finally, (though i do still have plenty of focuses to talk about but i guess i'll end this post with this last one) what will God do now that he has a Facebook profile? Well, obviously, the main idea of joining a community site is to get connected, and thus that involve shout-outs, notes, event updates, pictures and videos uploading etc. With such a wide array of letting people know what you did, doing or planning to do, what will you be checking first in God's Facebook profile? Well, from what we all believe in our religion, God has everything planned for us; the beginning of our life, where our life will take us to, and how our life will be ended. So i'm not quite sure about you but i will check God's note for me. Just search for the note tagged with your name and you'll most likely to find everything there is prepared for you there. This seemingly easy task may actually appear to be the complex answer we're searching for all this while. What if you're a religious person now, and checking through your tagged note, you discover that things may not exactly go your way as you would expected it and it will go on that way forever? What if you're a man fighting for an idealistic imagination of a dream only to find out that the dream will remain what it is til the end of your fight? To put it straight; who we are now is a result of what we believe in; and what we believe in remains in the unknown. What if what you are believing is finally put clear-cut out for you? Of course, this is normal in real life scenario where you are a firm believer, you receive a slightly unjust end, and you can still walk out of it, believing that this all within God's plan of work for you. Well, what it that blueprint of a plan is laid out to you? To put in an example, take the "Crazy religious lady" on Youtube.(If you're not aware of her, she's one of the representative of a Christian Church in US where they held a controversial demonstration of "Thank God for Dead American Soldiers" in front of Iraq posted American Soldiers' funeral). The world hates her for what she did, the newcaster claimed her to be blinded by "The Word of God" and claimed that God will not forgive her for this. But, what if, under God's note tagged with that lady's name, the world found out that she will be forgiven in the future? Will we be ready to face this truth even if we do know the fact that God will forgive those who seeks forgiveness, yet we believe what she did is unforgivable? Will you still say it's God's will while already knowing what exactly are God's will through his Facebook profile?

So yeah, i leave you to the thinking. While what i have discussed here may seem a negative view of God having a Facebook profile, of course, i can still visualize a good future of me having God under my friendlist (that is, if He accepts my add request - in which, i believe firmly that He will). After all, God is believed to be wrathful to those who hates him and loving to that who loves him. Well, i'm a God-believing guy who spent plenty of time trying to seek him (not only through religion but everything under his creations), so i guess if we do get to finally meet up, it is like a dream come true reunion. I do want to be under God's Facebook friendlist =)

p/s: and i would really like to ask God; "Are You happy to be portrayed as Morgan Freeman in Bruce Almighty?" :p

Art on Demand!!!

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And, good news!!! A few weeks back, i've gotten this email from a guy named Jamie Lee. He is in Grapeshot's Editorial board and for what seemingly too good to be true coincidence, Jamie and some other group of students studying Media in Macquarie are planning to publish their own magazine called Scope and they are in need of a comic strip to fill in the magazine. Fortunately, i did manage to submit and artwork for Grapeshot recently and who could've thought that one page (makes-no-sense) comic strip caught his attention!! And thus came he with a proposal for me to draw another comic strip for Scope!! WHEEEE!!!!

Who could've thought i can be the most two-faced dude ever as i immediately submitted him the comic drawing i made for the MSA's newsletter. Hehe. Dont blame me MSA. It's true that you guys gave me the first call to draw a comic strip. But it took you guys forever to clear out what exactly do i need to do to submit my work so, yep, gommeneh, MSA...

So yeah, i made this one page (again, not-so-make-sense) comic strip and send it over to Jamie. Things went on smoothly but unfortunately, the comic was accepted for their magazine - only that, instead of wanting a one-page strip comic, they wanted to give me a whole CENTERFOLD of the magazine! Yeah, that is definitely good but i had to redraw my comic and they wanted, now that the comic's gonna be on centerfold, the comic to be in color! And they need it by NEXT WEEK! And i already have my hands friggin full with assignment deadlines! Ngaaaaaa!!!!

I wish i have a tablet... that electronic pen thingy. That would make things a hell lot easier...

But, nah, i guess every good news must have its little twist to face before you really get to enjoy them. So yeah, i guess i'm gonna give it all out and make sure i dont mess this one offer up - not even the tinniest bit! I know i may be slightly exaggarating this but i have a feeling that this is one big chance where i'll be of beyond stupidity if i ever decide to slack this one of. So yeah, i'm on a tight schedule and i have no idea how to make my comic to be in colour. But meh, i'll work it out even if it kills me.

So... Go, Darkie! GOOOO!!!! XD

The (Second) Key

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In response to Miss Edward's "The Key". Haha. I know you've said the poem's open for any comments and stuff, and it seems that you've gotten aplenty. So i thought; what might your poem have not yet gotten is a reply. So here is my reply to your "Key". Note that, however, that i've written this totally impromptu so some things might have not make much sense or otherwise, not so eloquiant (not sure if that spelling's right) but hope you enjoy it anyways =)

The Key
How i dreamt to hold the key
And find my door of eternity
To save the you lying within me
To remind ourselves that we're still free

Hold my hand, please know you are freed
So leave behind that mirror of deceit
Come to life; leave your deathly sleep
Coz you're my pulse, you're my heartbeat

I cant save you for truth to be told
Yet i can give you part of my soul
Let me be a cure to your misery
Let me be the remedy for your agony
I know as much you cant bear this nightmare's pain
But please know as much the morn will come once again

If only I could find the key to your door
I could mend your wings; i can make you soar
I'll bear your pain, your sufferings i'll atone
I just want to let you know; you're never alone


-Ad..... ngiungngiungiung... or whatever that sound is =___="

Winter's End Update

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Yep, not much to update here. Well, actually there are things to be updated here but nah, i just dont feel like going so much in depth for each of them. So let's just go on a quick reminisce of what has been goin on for the past... well... since i last made my blogpost.

So yep, first things first, i just got back from Cornerstone Getaway Camp 2009 thingy! The camp was awesome, great company, interesting talks and pretty much a good weekend to take my mind off from things going around the normal Darkie's world and into the world of Gospel (not sure if any of that even make sense) regardless if it's one unfamiliar to mine. Well, i do get a lot of questions like, "what do you think/learn up so far?" or "How do you find the camp so far? Enlightened?". I guess my answer would be that I didnt learn much. Makes no sense? Well, let's just say as the old saying goes; "the more you learn, the more you realize there are more things you dont know" so if i'm to make such claim that i learned a whole lot of stuff (though obviously i do), that kinda goes off from my philosophy. Plus, my religious philosophy is; "religion is a pursue for answer - not the answer". So i always believe if one claim to have find the "answer", that'd probably be quite a lie as well..

Well, i dunno. I'm just mentioning this on a surface level. it goes waaaaaay more deep than this but to make things simple; i enjoyed the Getaway and thanks for all who've really made my day a kickass and an enlightening one. Whoo!

So yep, let's go to the next agenda. I'm not sure if it's just an illusion of mine but i think i never really had my experience/ opinion/ idea heard by Pamela Coutts, our coordinator. I mean, i never get the chance to talk with her, neither nor i manage to get a chance in one of her meetings to share whatever i've experienced. I got my one and only shot one time ago when she asked the whole class to tell her on how we've spent our winter break, but the shot lasted for five second. I was like "I went to NZ" and she went "which part?" and i answered "Auckland and Wellington" and that's it! Off to the next person and the next person got to elaborate everything they did back at home. I'm not implying i'm a lil guy seeking for attention here but seriously, if she's gonna be more interested in what the class has been doing (without me), i might as well go talk with this tree stump i found back in Stanwell Tops. It's either that, or make the attendance to the meeting not compulsory for me then. At least i can go back home and sleep :p

Lesseee... what else? Oh yeah, Tassie trip planned out find though i cant shake the feeling that i'll be wasting a hell lot of money for a very short worthwhile experience. It's like NZ all over again.. Damnit. I dunno but as much as I want to have the whole company that i like to travel with together with me, it seems that's the time they'll do their f*ck-me-up marvellously. Not mentioning names here and if you feel the heat, well, sucks to be you =)

Anyways, had a great dinner tonight too. Made my seafood chowder one more time but with a better result and i wanted to make this a great get-together dinner thingy and, once again, seemingly to be fruitless as it may be, but i tried to get some Malaysian to join the experience. And, as you all might have predicted, i get none (for the hundredth time). I mean, there's the dinner at the mosque and the MSA dinner going on on the same night. But seriously, where's the fun of sticking to your own group of society all the time? I know it's seriously none of my business but i just wanna share part of the mixing around fun with other people of different background among other cohort 5 macquarians as well, but it's just so hard to get them moving a lil inch of their comfort zone. I remembered the fact that someone claim folley onPamela's belief regarding moving out from MUV equals to less socializing with the world but i see it happening now. But yeah, the fact that everyone turned down my offer one by one made me feel a lil down. But good thing was that i still made the chowder (on the last minute) and brought it over to Risa's place. I thought there would be just me and her eating but it turned out, i made acquiantance with a German lady and a Chinese guy from China. They both joined the dinner along with Ahmad from the Middle East and best of all; they liked me chowder!! WHOOO!!! Had great fun talking about how sinful food can get and its ironic as i doubt my chowder is that sin-free :p

I guess that's all up til now. dont mind the bad english coz i'm kinda sleepy, it's 3am in the morn and i'm overpiled with assignments. So yeah, you get the idea. Dark out!=D

Delaqroux Arts On Sale

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(as this is your standard Delaqroux Inc Updates blogpost, stuffs mentioned at this point may not exactly be aiming to the main idea of this blogpost. Please scroll downward untils you see something long-winded written in capital letters)

Aaaaand... it's already the September of 2009. Man, time does fly when you least expect it. Winter's coming to an end that's for sure. Like how the Japanese proverb goes... uh... something about the footstep of spring can be heard from the mountains.. or something. Well, it's true that that spring marks all the flower blooming around the uni area. However, one wont last that long here. Probably by next summer and that flower will be gone. Not to say i'm a plant guy but there is always some joy in having a flower you like to accompany you now and then. Knowing that it wont be there for you soon, that kinda makes me feel sad. Oh well... guess i better start sketching sights of spring while the flower is still here. Even if i cant have her here with me, at least i have some good last memories as a memento.

And if that last paragraph makes you think that i'm on crack, well, no, i am not. That's what i call the Delaqroux code system. The whole paragraph makes no sense? Good. Thats the point of it =)

So yeah, back to the main update; The Hand of Midas. This term might probably be familiar with few but to those who hasnt the slightest idea of what this term means, Hand of Midas refers to the Hand of King Midas in ancient Greek history (well, at least i think it's Greek...) who, well, stumbled to some wish-granting device (i cant remember what exactly was it; genie, shooting star, goddess etc.) and made a big douche outta himself by wishing that he have the power to turn things into gold with the touch of his hand. Things seem to be really funky at first. i mean, seriously, turning things to instant cash, i'd personally make a wish somewhere along that line as well :p But it turned out later during mealtime that this King Midas could not eat anything as any food that he touches turns to gold instead of... well... the edible substance known as food. So some legend goes that he managed to reverse his greedy wish, some other said that he chopped off his hand (uiks! and thus the movie SAW was created), while other ends the story with the King dying of starvation. So yep, basically, that's the whole idea.

p/s to King Midas: Ever thought of trying to eat with cutleries instead, my lord?

Anyways, as much as i wish to have the ability to turn things to gold (though maybe i will make a wish that i can turn things to gold AND AS A SIDE WISH; makes things turn back to normal as well), obviously there's no such thing as the hand of Midas in this world. But to put it in another way, i dont have to exactly touch something and make it turn to gold. Instead, i could manipulate some talents that i have (with hands involved) and turn things from something totally worthless to something profitable. And thus i had the idea; ART! Yep, though not that good at it, i can draw some funky stuff with a pen and paper. As much as i used to ramble about wanting to get involve in career-streams that provide me ample opportunity to utilize this skill, i was quite a nay-sayer. I mean, art stream is not really an income generator for all. But hey, at this point where i cant get a job and i could use some extra cash, what is there to lose? So yep, i'm gonna draw and make money outta my drawing even if it kills meh!

And to start things off, there will be an art festival this Friday 4th of September. The last Zine fair at Sydney's MCA was a big bomb, maybe this one will go with a bang as well (plus, the fact that this art fair will be on for two weeks instead of a day). Yeah, maybe i can generate some drawings and get the on sale. The probability of people buying them is still very very low but meh, who the FiretrUCK cares? I'm just gonna give it a big(ger) shot this time and see whether does my hands actually have somewhat a Midas touch in them somewhere. Wish me luck, ppl!

Oh, and now that i'm on a roll; let's try something a lil radical. Ahem...

DELAQROUX YE OLDE ART SHOPPE IS OPEN FOR COMISSION!!!

And what does that suppose to mean? Well, i'll be accepting any request of any particular drawings/designs/photo manipulation that you need done witha reasonable price! Just give me a buzz and i'll see if these hands can manipulate the flow of ink (or maybe the photoshop cursor) to make your artistic demands a reality. And for the time being, i will also have a few artworks on sale with me (not having that many artworks at this point but i'm thinking of putting any completed artwork on sale on the fly) so just gimme a nudge when you feel like you could use something on your plain white room wall, and i'll show you what i have with me that might cater to your interest.

Regardless if these plans will work or not, thanks for noting anyway =D

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Boredom and staticity (if that's a proper word)

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Sorry for not making a post for quite awhile now. I just seem to see no reason to make blogposts anymore these days so i guess that pretty much explain the lack of posts made recently. But every now and then, i guess i will make a few on special circumstances - ecspecially on one when my head's full of random thoughts and i have no one worthy of spilling it out to. So here i go, posting my thoughts on a blank page of post for everyone reading it, calling out any thoughts out there worth to be put par with mine.

So yeah, since i got back from NZ, things been really really quiet this semester. And i mean, no more exciting stuff - everyday's just teh same with yesterday. there are still all the clubs and society that i've joined in, of course, but they are all perfect copy of last semester (if you dont believe me, MICF made another trip to blue mountain this semester!) and yep, i found that getting less and less interesting. So far, i've skipped plenty of club meets already coz for one thing, i already know what is going to happen. That comes to me trying to entertain myself too. I nearly moved to a different house earlier this semester. Main reason to it is that i'm bored - not coz i'm trying to save money or whatnot. But i realized that that isnt going to change anything as well.

And i just realized another thing as well. I am the only one who's bored. Well, some company of people are having their constant dance routine for the mFest so i guess that kept them preoccupied. Dancing is not my thing (i can dance but not choreographically). I'm into acting but the only chance for me to get involve in such activity is through DraMac and the MGM. Which comes to another issue of sticking-togetherness. Dramac's arsenal of talents and actors are almost perfect that its extremely hard to get yourself in the group. And as much as i enjoy their plays every season, it is just as much as i'm losing faith in the script i'm constructing. My scripts are too bland - fit to entertain a small group of inexperienced Malaysian audience - but i dont think they're enough to fit for a larger group of experience audience. But dont get me wrong, i'm not giving up. Just slightly demotivated coz my script writing work currently seem to end up in a not-good-enough-so-rewrite loop. And MGM is just a pain in the ass. I cant blame the venue of audition (UTS, that's way far in the city) but the fact that they notify everyone a day before the actors audition, how am i supposed to fit in my schedule with that? Maybe i'm not trying hard enough for both cases but i dunno..

And as a side note here, everyone who are interested in acting and writing whom i know of never seems to care much about this stream anymore. Meaning i'm the only who is still stuck with this interest. even if i do manage to put enough effort into this, i need a team to at least be heard. And i dont mean that figuratively. In order to get your script staged in one of Dramac's season, you need a team of at least 4 to help you out in the early stage of being selected. I figured earlier that i know 4 who seems to be willing to help me construct a team but even that 4 is being really really stagnant now. How am i supposed to find a whole big ass group of crews if i cant even find 4 willing people? (Trust me; it's hard. Getting a group of six for a charity group wasnt even successful when that is supposed to be a good cause and it's the fasting month where people should DO charity for good causes) Bleh...

So yep, so far, my talent in writing, acting or drawing are all never heard of. Whatever happen to my dream of trying to broaden my skill now that i get a shot to be in front of international audience? Sigh... please whack me on the head. I know this may seem whiney of me but i witness a few times where i wrote stuff in my blog and things do happen (maybe it's just a psychological effect - just need a space to pour things out).. and in this case, please, let things happen fast... i'm dying of staticity and boredom here.

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Poem for Miss Edward

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A poem i wrote back in Wellington, NZ when i got really bored and i decided to hangout at a local coffee shop all by myself accompanied by a pen, a piece of paper and a string of memories about someone. You may wonder "why Florinta out of all people?", well, i dunno.. i just feel like a poetic person always deserve a memoir of themselves in a form of a poem by another. no?


As if of some indonesian romance
I asked, "ada apa dengan florinta edward?"
or "what is with flo?"
if you find it easier to understand;
A rhetorical for one to answer, hence,
Though some may see it absurd
To simply put, simplest for so
A lady one can never comprehend.

I jest not, gentlemen and ladies,
Believe for i do not kid,
For i receive reward of nothing
If my intention here is to deceive;
You may find a spring full of daffodils,
Yet plainliness, i call it,
For Flo's a white winter flower so distinctive,
incomparable, in a clear morn of May.

-Dark A. Delaqroux
25th July '09

Flight of the Cohort

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And daymn... it's been awhile now hasnt it? Well, i was in NZ and things went very very busy to actually make way for a blog update but yeah, now that i am back in my nice room in Macquarie Village, 122 Culloden Road, Marsfield, NSW, Australia, and pretty much with nothing better to do now that i dont have any class at the moment, i'm back to blogging.

As much as my readers will surely be dying to know what has been going on throughout my holidays in Auckland and Wellington, NZ; sad to say, i wont be making an update on that yet. Yeah, i owe a blogpost to thank everyone who has been hosting me throughout my stay so let's just put the thanking blogpost and the NZ holliday blogpost together in a blog-to-be-posted somewhen else. Let's get to the things up present, right here and right now.

As of a complement masquerading itself as a humour, Flight of the COhort is taken from the band (and the musical series) Flight of the Conchords, an NZ two-men band with quite a good sense of lyric-writing and quite comical in nature; though, Flight of the Cohort here have nothing to do with musical yet the irony can be a lil hysterical. Anyways, flight, as cited in Webster Dictionary 2009, can mean departure or to move out. So that sums the title and this blog content; the moving out of Cohort 5.

So yeah, upon my return back to Sydney, a whole lot of students from cohort 5 has fled the coop (or rather the Macquarie Village accomodation to be precise). Well, it didnt affect me in any way ( i mean, why would i be? I think among those listed not to join a cohort activity or meeting, i'm ranked number 2 below Rizal :p) but the sheer irony of it is slightly disturbing. I mean, for one thing, i know it's not a Fantastic X.5 clan-ish spirit but i figured with all the activities conducted among our cohort, the students will be sticking together all the way til we're back to Malaysia. And on top of that, remember the time when we had accomodation problem where some group of students really went to all out determination to get a house in most favour of getting to be housemates of their buddies? Yeah, it was bad times where some people really showed some irritating persistence but those people are now just simply gone! And to think of all the commotion last time to get each own's little home-sweet-home? Kinda selfish if you ask me. Obviously i'm in no position to complain on what people desire but to put everyone last time out of theirs, nobody possess a position for that.

Aaaaaanyway, let's get to the good fun part of the blogpost now - first, my artwork is published in Grapeshot, MacQ's Newsletter (not that it matter much however, the artwork was at the far back of the newsletter and my name wasnt at all shown anywhere in the page... bummer...). Good starting point to be drawing more strip cartoons and stuff. Second, i'm moving out meself! Now, i know some people will go "then if you want to move out, you banyak bunyi sangat jz now for what?", well, i didnt make much sounds last time and i always intend to move out in the first place. Just that now the Cohorts flying out, why not i join the bandwagon? Might be a whole new version of fun out there! lolz. And yeah, wish me luck. And third.... well... that's all of it i guess.. Cant think of any at the moment but yeah, when i reach back in Aussie, i felt a bit lonely. I mean, i'm back to my quiet mode (unless necessary), no life and no one to talk with when i lepak in my room. But when i was walking around the O-week booth yestarday, i met those wonderful people from my clubs again, Shade, Vincent (surprised he actually remembers me... must been the the big scene back in... whoops.. Shhh...) and Tanasha (who is now my classmate in Ling 253)

So yep, new sems in, new fun begins! Gambatte kudasai Darkie!!!

Spirit Walking in NZ

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Been awhile hasnt it? Well, despite being busy, i have just discovered that blogging is a good way for people to track and shoot you down (well, not to say i have just discovered - i know that long time ago). So, for the time being, i'm starting to hate the readers of my blog. Yep, you. If you wanna use my blog to keep track on what i'm doing and make a big fuss out of it then you should know what i'm doing and where i'm at all the time - why dont you just come and see me? Then we can sit down and have a talk... over a cup of tea; in which, of course, i have poisoned it beforehand.

Oh, but for the time being, we cant. that is because...... **drumrolls** DELAQROUX IS LIVE IN NZ!!!

Whoooooooo!!!! **runs around** ok ok.. no big of a deal. seriously. with just a bit of a saving, anyone from aussie can travel to nz (at this point, this just struck me in the head - if we spell australia with OZ aka Aussie.. why dont we spell New Zealand; Enssie?) So, yeah, not to say i'm having the sweetest time of my life right now. I am on a holiday but only from college life. Normal life still goes on and the tendency to have life effing you up while you're at it is still at full-time large. As a matter of fact, yep, stuff happened. And i dont mean the kind of stuff that happened in which you can look back and laugh it. It's those kind of stuff where you look back and feel very, very upset about it... It was one helluva week with a whole lot of stuff going in my head. For one thing, i was annoyed by the fact there were changes in the original plan and no one bothered to tell me about it. Plus, the fact that someone effed up the plan and i wasnt told about it was another pain. But the main icing was the fact that I WASNT TOLD ANYTHING ABOUT EVERYTHING and suddenly, voila, i'm just caught in the middle of some crappy moment - this pisses me. Let just sa;, my main reason to be coming to NZ in the first place was about travelling.. but that was then, i realized that it was selfish of me to have that kind of idea when my priority should have actually been to see the people i missed (Yes, self-proclaimed realists out there can say that i am being too nice or i am such a naive guy to believe in the power of friendship whole-heartedly - let's just say; stfu, you've never been in a situation where your life line is only on a balance of only those wanting you to stay alive. Call me naive; i call you pathetic, sad little people who are very, verrry alone.. and i feel sorry for you :p). Now, the fact that things get really messed up and i couldnt be with the people i wanted to spend my time with (but instead trapped with the chance to do all the fun stuff, yet, pretty much all by myself), i'm starting to wonder; why should i even be in NZ then!? That confusion made me very pissed and most regretfully, i upsetted people more than how i thought they have upsetted me in the first place. And it turned out, i am so friggin mad with myself that i stopped thinking about anyone else but just myself, and the fact that i wanted so badly to beat the shit out of myself (is that even normal?) made me gone cuckoo - i even came to a point where i just want to go back in Sydney and never see anyone (yep, anyone) ever again.

Seriously, i dont even know how to explain what happened but it's just been a whole lot of confusion in my head; the fact that i felt (i'm trying my hardest to find a better word but i cant think of any) back-stabbed, the fact that i feel like i front-stabbed people who i really care about, and the fact that i want to stab myself so badly for doing that - it all draw out to a super big mess that i just grow tired thinking of how to organize my point properly in this blog post (yep, that's true). And yeah, to those people involved with that case and reading this blog, i'm really sorry to have caused such a commotion when i ended up with the only idea that i wanted to go back to Sydney. Really sorry too for not having to join your roadtrip. I was totally not in the mood for it. Sure, i laughed throughout my stay but yeah, that's all me denying the fact that i have really big issue on my mind that need to be settled. And the idea of joining the roadtrip and shoving my problems aside with a bigger scale of denial, that will never a good idea. So yeah, that is why i decided to pull myself out of the whole roadtrip plan.

But a lil status update here; no, i wont be going back to Sydney (hehe. sorry for the change of idea too.. i feel like an asshole) The time when the group have left for the roadtrip, i had a little time of my own. The whole idea was so that i can call the Jetstar customer line and get my return flight forwarded to an earlier date. But it turned out that i realized that all i wanted to do (as in the idea of wanting to return back to sydney) was my little dissapointed side telling me that i have had it with doing things for other people - i want to do something selfish just for myself and to please only myself. Despite so many people convincing me to stay, i couldnt help to feel that if i follow their persuasion and stay, i'm doing things for people again - not for myself - and my selfish side will be very pissed for that. But now that i'm alone without anyone else's points to consider, i finally get to hear out what i really, really wanted. The only way for me to entirely please myself is doing something selfish just for myself, and - call me stupid or whatnot; something selfish that i can do and will please myself for it is to stay with the people i care about. Yep, i dont care if i feel backstabbed or what. It's still painful of course but nah, i can take a little bit of pain. I still want to be with them and that's all that matters.

SO yeah, to those people who are reading this and particularly involved with this issue, sorry i have caused such hoo-hah when i decided to not join the roadtrip and planning to return back to sydney. I feel like an emo, attention-seeking sonnovab* but yeah, that's all there is. Sorry to be thinking about and only about myself. I was just confused and the fact that i choose to avoid everything was actually my own call to have a time for myself and think. Now that i've got it and i have faced myself to settled out the issue, i guess i'm up and running again for now. Then again, I do appreciate your concern and persuasion for me to stay.

Buuuuuuut, regardless, i'm not entirely sorry. Part of me is still pissed by the fact that my original plan for having a trip from Auckland to Wellington got screwed up and if i still can get the chance to blow up the people responsible for that, i will still be the one pressing the C4 trigger. So, to those wondering, "so, Darkie, what now? you messed up the chance to go on a roadtrip coz you've been a self-pitying emo/you felt betrayed in took you wayyy too long to heal yourself for the roadtrip.. what's next?" Well, fear not, my dear readers. Who ever said i cant have a roadtrip by myself? Muahahahahhah!! Time to get the engine up and running wild once again! See you in Wellington, bitch3zzz!!!!

Why do i love cooking?

Delaqroux Inc Randomness Update... Why do Delaqroux cook?

"I love cooking" - this is basically the answer. Yes, level-3 question of open-endedness feature in great expectation of the recipient to reply with an even broader answer, yet, a simple first-level question that ends everything with a quick fullstop, abrupt, stagnant yet excellent execution fruits a sadistic satisfaction. A wise man will take that as the final answer, to go no more despite of their curiosity. 'Wiser' men, nevertheless, will try to attempt me to speak more of it by declaring a simple question of "Why?" I found this wh- question quite of an annoyance. This question either reflects the owner's curiosity to explore more of my life (without considering whether if they even have the qualification to do so), merely an innocent idea of trying to branch out this conversation for it not get onto a halt instantly, or, perhaps, such ignorance of the owner parallel to his naivety of not expecting any side of the answer he would not expect - yes, a more complex, darker side of why i simply love to cook...

I am not the type to give answers easily, for my answer comes with a price. I admit i am a man of greed, yet money is not enough to stuff my gluttony for satisfaction. I demand a step-by step procedure. Analogically, you, lift-the weight, work to build up your own answer to your own question. I, with most pleasure, will provide the job in forms of hints. Please, pardon me for implying this as a work - it is most likely a game if you wish to view it so. You'll be the ever vigilant detective and i'll be the grinning, waiting, psycopathic criminal. I tell you the answer to your question with an answer to a question of "what do i see in cooking" - please enjoy your part of deciphering.

I see cooking with the colour silver - not of those glimmering and dangling with a pricetag worth more than a life. I'm just talking about the simplistic glitter of pots and pans, tools of every chef hanging ready by their holsters, as of a katana waiting for the next moment for the warrior to use it for his kill. In this case, of course, it will be the chef for his cookings. Next, i see fire. Quite an easy part of the charade isnt it? Of course, it is. Nothing like a constructive fake sense of accomplishment to fuel my dear behavioristic, reward-oriented friends out there to keep them hot on their track in pursuing the answer they are seeking. To those who figured nothing of any sort, i pity, i meant fire on a stove, ever-burning, blue flame of innocence. But hark, hath thy flames always been blue? No, they are red split seconds of wisp at times. Physics tell us that the red burning fire is of a failure - not providing as much heat compared to the blue ones. But, i, in a sense of profuse empathy, adore the failures. For they are the one in the end to succeed to corrupt. They, the red burning spawn of Ifrit's, are the one that blackens the silver pan to nothing but of a disgustful, eternal blackness of color.

Afterwards, i see alchemy in the act of cooking. Of how simple, fresh ingredients strewn together by an invisible string of perception and ideas to make the perfect dish. Yet, does such foolish existence even real? To that of a perfect dish? Nay, it does not. No dish can be perfect. Yet the chef of such blasphemistic persistence continue on cooking, seasoning, perfecting a transparent hope of perfection to such extend to that as of a man possessed by the spirit of evil itself to achieve something humanly possible. Regardless, the ingredients may have mixed together nicely to that an unimaginable state of existence. Who would have thought it? Who would have thought two atoms of hydrogen and one of oxygen can transmute a molecule of water? Who would have thought the innocent yet perplexing mixture of sugar and spices could have give birth to an excellent sensation of sweet and sour? No one. Perhaps, the chef himself but just a "perhaps". He may have planned it or he may have accidentally uncovered such invention of a gourmet.

This is the point of non-explainable entity where the chef suddenly concludes that the dish is ready to be served, possibly due to the taste? Maybe. The texture? Most likely. The colour? The eyes see what the mind wants to see so what possibility can this suggest? Nobody knows for certain but the irony parts draws here. This is when the chef will be judge by the invention he creates. What irony. The Creator will be judge by what he creates. Shouldnt it be the other way around? Not in this religion, my dear friends, neither in this cult of chef and his cooking. Yet, to you, this may seem like the most crucial career moment for the chef. You are partially right, but it goes beyond to that of a pathetic career stream. This moment where the chef serves his invention to the audience, playing the role of selfish critics and self-appointed gourmet experts, represents the balance between chaos and control. In this moment, my dear friends, detectives and readers; I see cooking as a tie between a puppet and its puppeteer. This is when the role of the one in control and the one to be controlled is judged by an almighty unknown element of desire, fulfillment, content and satisfaction. It's fairly simple, if the chef displeases his audience, his audience (though how it may seem of pure irrelevance) have complete control of him. In the blink of the eye, the Creator is made the puppet and the ones critisizing his creation is the puppeteer. The puppet is at the puppeteers mercy now. They have the rights for anything and this includes despising the creation and claiming the chef put so little effort in the preparation, despite the fact that they were never there witnessing how the chef carries his duty. At the point the audience is the Almighty and the chef is surely the most despicable fallen ones short to the glory of the Almighty.

So with such big risk involve, why do i like cooking? Dear friends, i have just revealed to you one side of the coin. To what of the other? What if, on an indistinct line of luck or effort, that the coin lands on the desired side up? What if the chef pleases the audience? The role of the puppeteer is set and, as you have guessed it, the chef is now the puppeteer. His puppet, ranging from possibly one audience to a whole hall of satisfied guests, is at his disposal. They, once the 'wisest' critics coming from all walks in life, is now deafened by the shrill scream of the sizzling gourmet in front of them. Their tongues are now cut off by the sharp blade of satisfying sensation. Their eyes blinded by their own eyelids helplessly forced to be kept shut by an invisible dominating power that demands the sight and all other senses of the audience to be paralyzed, just to make way for the tongue to indulge the sensation of their self-appointed 'good-food'. Yes, the once wise men of wisest criticisms is now nothing but a wooden block of wood carved to be an emotionless puppet as the puppeteers disposal. Of course, you may wonder; if the audience are destined the puppeteer they can throw the lame puppet-chef out - what good if the puppeteer is now made to be the chef?

Simple. Its the sensation of absolute power- strong, Godlike enough for me even to claim that the lives of the audience are nothing more like nimble threads in the chef's right hand, with a pair of sharp sure-cutting scissors in the other. And this power may not seem visible to the naked eye, of course, and this what makes it the most succulent satisfaction ever. And this is why, i, your humble powerless chef, loves cooking. Still believing this claim to be preposterous? Well, alright then. Here is an analogical example to trigger some thoughts. Remember that last delicious food i served you? Are you dying for seconds? I bet you are.


Dark A. Delaqroux 2009
"Why do I love cooking?"
p/s: uhhh... this is just a for-fun article okay? Dont take it too seriously. I havent gone cuckoo (yet) :p

I'll be in UK 2010 - Jawapan MUKTAMAD

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First of all, i had an awesome night today (tonight). Yep, another makan2 thing in Izzaidah's house again (again) but yeah i'm in luck; for today, all my 7 driving element is functioning on excellent balance. Yeah, that's how i roll. There's 7 fueling element that drives me to do something and whenever one of them remain static or off the chart, i wont be as alive as how i am now. ANyway, enough bout me. Let's focus on what i did! (Yeah, beautiful.. more stuff about me)

I made pizza! WHOO!! And though i am really cheating by using puff pastry instead of pizza dough, the pizzas turned out nice. Consider something of Shakey's extra thin crust dough and you're not that far off. And the toppings that i've used are based from Zan's Special, 3S (Shakey's Seafood Supreme) and the one with the prawn on it is truly, uniquely mine. Not bad for an independent try eh? The only thing that i regret most is the fact that i personally swallowed one whole pizza in the taste testing session beforehand. I was still full throughout the night that i cant really indulge in Izzaidah's chicken rice. Yeah, there's that ipoh chicken rice that Daryl enjoyed so much, and then there's Izzaidah's chicken rice that beats the hell out of the one Daryl likes so much.. trust me; it's been awhile since i tried a chicken rice and actually claim "this is the REAL chicken rice" (Chicken rice around KL is crappy - regardless if they claim they're from Ipoh, it's still crappy). And now, i'm making that claim once again. **Audience applause and hails Izzaidah Chicken Rice... those who chose not to will be shot... those who laughed and think that i am joking right now, will be shot in a torturing manner - i'll start with shooting your toes off, then your knee, and kick your knee a few times, shoot you in the hand then wait 15 minutes before i finish you off with cutting your toungue... and then, shoot you in the head, 30 minutes afterwards**

So yeah, so what does this have to do with the blogpost title? Yep, nothing. But this part does. Well, tonight, we had some special guests over (no, not Risa.. her special guest title already expires :p); it's Afiq and Pamela. Well, Afiq is my college mate back in IPBA and he's studying in Auckland. Pamela on the other hand, is also a collegemate of mine, studying French language and have been studying in France since 2008. So there you have it. Pamela traveled all the way down from France to meet Afiq and Afiq who will be having an exam pretty soon, came up all the way to Aussie to have a holiday with Pamela (Well, its Pamela's hols actually.. but Afiq's willing to put his exam aside and join Pamela for her holidays in Aussie). And before i left earlier just now, i heard from Pamela that she'll be travelling down to NZ afterwards for her remaining holidays. So what does this have nothing to do with me?

So yeah, i've been wanting to visit Jessica in France, 2010. She's my junior who will be studying in France soon, same course with Pamela. By the time i finished my course in Australia, she will in France. To the point i graduate and be sent off to schools to teach, that is when she'll be coming back to IPBA. Chances are; i might not be able to see her by that time and i told myself on how i dont want our last meet in Oldtown last year to be our last meet (... is this sentence making any sense?). So i promised myself to go and see her at least once in France. And then there's Nancie, Ivon, Seetal and Sem. Same goes for them too. I want to see them again and to wait for their course to end and them coming back to Malaysia in the year 2013 ( i think.. or 2012.. dont care), chances to see them once again is very, very low. So now that i am here, away from Malaysian strict education system that leaves you with no chance to travel at all, i should take this chance and make my way to see them in UK and France.

Regardless, everyone been telling me how impossible that is and as how much i'm trying to ignore those nay-sayers; i realized that what they've said is gradually making its way into my head. Financial wise; i have to prepare a whole sum of money to travel that far. Time wise; what of my exams and assignments?? With these two elements stopping me; will i ever make it to France in time on 2010? Well, this is where Afiq and Pamela comes in.

Yeah, Pamela came all over down from France to see Afiq. And Afiq ignored the fact that he'll be having exam soon that he went off from NZ to see Pamela. That's the answer to my doubt! If they can do it, why cant i? I'm not that close to them even when we were all in IPBA but i really see them as my inspiration today. Financial problem? Nah, i can save money for it. If a girl can save enough money to travel down to Aussie and NZ, what makes you think a cheapskate like me couldnt save enough money to fly to UK and then France? What about examination and assignment? Who said i couldnt finish my assignment on the fly? I still can study, complete my assignment and submit is as long as i have the power of net connection and a handy Microsoft Word with me. Yeah, so what's stopping me? Nothing, Adnin, it's just the pessimist talk in your head. Tell those voice to shut up and do some shizzle! Yeah, with this blogpost made, i vow that i WILL be going to UK and France in 2010. Jawapan friggin' Muktamad!!! YOSH!!!

And those reading this blogpost and having that idea that I cant do it. Well, sit back, relax, open your mouth wide and watch me.

"YES! YES! YES! I FEEL GREAT! I FEEL STRONGER! I CAN DO THIIIIIIS!" (Picollo, 1998) :p

This week on Delaqroux Inc Updates

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There isnt much to be updated at the moment so, while i'm in the library, downloading Episode 8 of Fullmetal Alchemist 2 (Yep, the remake is out. Checkout www.fmaportal.com for free subbed downloads!), let me just update you on what is up with my world right now.

Okay.. uh...*looks around*. As i've just told you, i am in the library and due to the fact that it's hot on exam season at the moment, i bet everyone here is for the purpose of studying.. well not everyone; almost everyone (yes, i'm here blogging and downloading movies.. :p). Then again, i'm not saying that i'm so relaxed out coz i wont be having any exam. As a matter of fact, i will in the next 1 hour and 47 minutes. Its just that i'm not quite in the mood to study. I want to sleep. Its annoying how its winter where all mammals are supposed to be hibernating but the sorry species of homo sapiens have to stay up and study for exam or at least complete their assignment. Yeah, i have one assignmnet due this friday but meh, dont feel like doing that too. Plus, for the exam, we already have the question. Yep, its true. All printed out nicely on a white sheet of A4 paper, given by our lecturer. No leaking. That's just how the procedure is. Makes you wonder when IPBA lecturer keep on leaking the question out and i got really upset about it, maybe the should have just give us the question officially. Its gonna be leaked out anyways and they want to try their hardest to get zero failures everytime; so why not just give us the questions beforehand.

Afterall we, IPBArians, are ungrateful brats who will never learn from anything.. What difference will that do?

Back to the update, it seems like i'm really sleepy these days. And ironically, i miss all those sleepless nights. Yep, yesterday, we were up studying for our LING211 assignment (yeah, i do study!) up til 3am in the morning. Of course, my friends were whining and sighing about staying up late but me, i'm just happy to be among those few still alive when others are dead asleep. Doesnt that just give you a purpose for a night. And like how i use to say, if you minimize your sleep, you'll feel like you're alive longer. Yep, it does. Try calculate by yourself. If you have 24 hours to be alive in a day, you spent 8 hours asleep at night, and for some people who cant have a day without afternoon naps on the average of 2 hours. That's 10 hours off your alive-time. Live is short and when the guy said "live life to the fullest" i dont think he meant partying and all that crap, i interpret that as just simply being awake. I know it make no sense but if you are still reading up til this point, i bet it does make some sense to you.

Aaaaaanywho... FMA uploaded up til 54 percent in just 15 minutes. Damn, i love fast net connection.

Finally, for those who are unaware, i'll be travelling to NZ in this winter break. Yeah, the thought of it is gay... i mean.. happy, i cant shake the feeling like the whole world is not letting me travel. First there's the global epidemic of swine flu. There were some cases in NZ and thats bad enough. Then, there were cases of swine flu carriers aboard a ship. So maybe travelling on an enclosed travelling vessel isnt really a good idea. THen, there were cases of swine flu carriers aboard an airplace. So, yeah, maybe travelling on an enclosed travelling FLYING vessel isnt really a good idea. Now, to top it of, planes been crashing worldwide, ecspecially the AirFrance plane that just go missing over the Atlantic Ocean not to long ago.. That's scary.. Gosh... hope my flight will go smooth. I'm getting freaked out. Yet again, of course, when in state where we are really eye-opened due to some important event, anything coincidental around us will be deducted to have significance on ourself and what we did/do/will do. That's just how humans work i guess. But still, i just hope everything will be good.

Aaaand... my downloading is not moving anymore... wtheck??

Of Sushi, Zombie and Ivy

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Just last friday, i really had the most kickass night ever in Sydney. Well, not to say its that kickass but it wasnt that bad and yep, had a lot of fun. Best night ever in Sydney so far eh? Me happy! Wheee~~!! So yeah, got alot of shots throughout the entire night but somehow, facebook stupid uploader thingy wont work so guess its back with text. They say a picture contains a thousands words, but a thousand words, my friends, is what makes a picture... and... yeah... so back to blogging!

Sushi:
It all began with me going to the Final Fling party at the Admin. Well, it wasnt really as hyped up as the poster implied and truth to tell (and seriously, there wasnt anything flinging), i wasnt even planning to go at all. And to my 'surprise', none of my dear Cohort 5 comrades wanted to go so yeah, if i am to go there, i'm just gonna stick out like a social outcast. But then, in the very last minute, Risa gave me a call and asked me if i am going. I learned that she still wanted to go after Alia decided not to go in the last minute. So yep, i learned that the party is at 5pm, my MiCF meet starts at 6.00pm. Hmm.. maybe i could give it a stop-by. Maybe i can get a free drink or dinner; that'd be good! So yep, off i go with lil Risa.

Well, indeed there were free drinks and food (muehheheheheh.. cheapo'r'us) so i stayed for awhile with Risa. In our conversation, Risa told me that she'll be going to the city tonight. City!!!? Gosh... the sound of the word.. its like music to my ears... yeah, seriously, i am in love with Sydney ever since my last walk around Harbour bridge at dusk after the MCA Zine fair. so i asked her on what she'll be doing there at this hour. And Risa's answer was short and simple as usual; "dunno". Well, friggin good enough for moi!!! Dunno means not sure and to be unsure means uncertainty and to be uncertain opens the possibility of randomness! I AM IN!! Darkie, what about MiCf? Huh? What MiCf? Never heard of it... whooooot....

So yeah, we ended up in the city and... it was raining.. and on top of it all, its winter rain so you can bet how freezing it was. We rendezvous with Risa's classmates in QVB and off we go to enjoy the night with.... dinner. Yeah, the other guys havent had their dinner yet. Ben, one of Risa's buddies told us of Sushi Train and how the sushis there are much cheaper compared to elsewhere. Well, i am aware i took my dinner already but hey, we are going to have a long night ahead of us? Why not stock up the stomach first, no?

Sushis = awesomeness, nuff said.

Zombie:
So next up, we took a train to Circular Quay. It wasnt a long ride but meh, its too wet to be walking outside. Well... not wet enough for me and pretty much, i dont mind the rain but nah, let's just stick with the crowd, shall we? When we reached the circular quay station, our stop is immediately right in front of our nose. It's that big classical looking building overlooking the circular quay! I did walk passed it everytime i'm in circular quay and i always thought its some formal government building but no, the building was actually a library! So what are we to do in a library at night? Well, amazingly there's a really awesome cafe on the top floor and yeah, that will be our next stop! So what is a Zombie? Hmmm... for me to know and you to find out. lolz. But let's just say, undead never been this everlastingly awesome!

But a point here; the cafe overlooks the whole circular quay and imagine, the sight of harbour bridge at night, glimmering with a gentle glow of lights, creating a visage of glittering mirage on the water underneath. It's the kind of sight that is enough to make people go, "holy shit.." not the loud kind of "holy shit" but the breathless, whispery type of "holy shit".. well, you know what i mean.

And on top of it all, Sydney's light and music (or colour, i'm not sure) month is still on and i tell you, the Oprah's house is in a different colour! It's red with some splashes of yellow! Simply majestic! When i tell people afterwards, everyone just go like "meh.. its red.. i know" No! You dont know! Go check for yourself and you'll find out "red" isnt enough to describe it. Imagine, the scene was enough to make all 5 of us (including another extra member to our group who came slightly later) go "ooooooohh..." Its like a building that you are always aware to be there and one time you go check it out, its in a whole different paintjob. And not just ordinary paintjob but an awesome paintjob. That is what i meant by how majestic it is.

Ivy:
It was 11pm and like a real frog underneath the coconut shell (it's a Malay proverb.. yeah, weird, i know) i was the only one asking everyone around me "isnt the last bus has passed?" Everyone was like "no". So yeah, the last bus hasnt passed (okay, i better stop saying that) Yeah, now that i think of it, this is actually my first night out this late in Sydney. My latest was during MArdi Gras but that was barely even 12am. And i had a night out with my other group gathering til 1am but i had someone to drive me home that time. So yeah, this is my first! WHOO! And i am in Circular Quay somemore, the best place there is to hangout at night! double WHOO!

Wait... so after our fireworks watching night in darling harbour the other day and we cancelled out the plan to checkout Luna Park because someone said the last bus is at 9pm.. what the heck was that about!?

Anyways, we decided to hit some clubs around the area. We checked out The Argle but somehow, we ended up spending a short 20 minutes inside and went out. Somehow, according to Ursula, the Argle isnt the best place to dance for music, The Ivy is. And yep, somehow, Ben popped up something i also had in mind, "is Ivy a stripclub?" Why? Well, i dunno.. Ivy just sounds so.. well.. stripper-ish. Haha... Not that I mind! lolz. But Ursula said no so... meh... (slight dissapointment there) But stripper club or not, the place was awesome. The size of the place is one thing, the environment is another. The dance floor range from three different floors, the garden-ish area, the verandah and the inside. We explored the verandah area but there does not seem to have much space there so we hit the garden dance floor instead. Remember how i told you that the day was wet with rain? Yeah, the garden dance floor was an open sky dance floor only lit with the disco light and the moonlight shine. So under the rain, we danced like, WHOOOO!!! Oh, and now that i'm mentioning it, special thanks to those random other guys who brought umbrellas and danced with them open on the dance floor. lolz.

So yep, had great fun that night. Of course, before you judge me. Partying and clubbing is still not my type of life. Me, unlike people who really go wasted in parties around Sydney and totally lose their head, do not find total out of the world enjoyment in partying. I still prefer a quiet night out with good sceneries, walks and company. Music and dances is just moderate addition that can be fun to be enjoyed now and then but not all of the time. Alas, thats just from my point of view. Regardless, Its just nice to go partying now and then once in awhile and come back at 4am in the morning =)