Friday, February 20, 2009

Top 10 Wrong concept

10. We become friends only after we put our last finger together and become enemies once we “ah si ke” each other.

9. Supermarket is the best place to play chase.

8. Prefects are stupid because they thought the class was empty after I closed the doors and turned off the fans.

7. Bus is the coolest transport in the world.

6. Pillows are the best place to hide Lego.

5. Daddy washed car because he wanted to play with water.

4. People that wear artificial teeth (there is a name for it, but i forgot what is it called) like my dad is cool

3. People wear high heels because they cannot reach the shelves.

2. I used to think that water will enter through my eyes and come out from my ears.

1. I used to think that X files are documentary like National Geography.




Thursday, February 19, 2009


Went dream box today, with ET, FY, XY n JX. Now I realise I am a typical Malaccan. Unlike singing karaoke with friends from other state, I recognise most of the songs chosen by my friends here. I guess Malaccan do have Malaccan’s slang, Malaccan’s taste and Malaccan’s style. No doubt. Home is home.

We talk about medicine in car. Many of my classmates will be future doctors. I heard that IMU only have 2 hours lecture per day, plus PBL, nothing like my pack schedule of labs and lectures. They dint even see a corpse. No wonder I study like shit la. Wonder did they study all those stupid worms in intestine, memorise every single cleft and surface of all organs… That means… I am great! I can still stand under such pressure! Ok… I wanna ignore all the medical geeks and geniuses in our batch. As a normal student, I am counted a survival already and I am gonna be a good doctor. Mind me “siok sendiri” la…

Wednesday, February 18, 2009


Principle? Today, I woke up early to cycle to Sin Hoe for my breakfast. Yes. Cycling. E Theen is not fetching me today as I called her not to. How am I supposed to accept that, somebody is fetching me unconditionally everyday to breakfast? So, today, I am cycling. 8 o’clock is what I called early here, but something I called late if I am in Indonesia.

Then, I settled down at a corner in a coffee shop, thinking over what is my principle. I doubt I have one. I might have one. I always think I have one. But, trust me, it never works. I planned. Long nice plan. But, it never works. I aimed, but it never works. Principle? Yes. Long long list as if I am doing it. But the truth is, no. I never do anything. In fact, I have no idea what I am doing most of the time. I thought I know, but actually I don’t. Plans and principle? They don’t work. I will still end up in the opposite site and doing the opposite things.

It is funny how people said I changed. The thing is I never been the person I like. Perhaps I became the me in high school, but not the me I wanted to be. Somehow, I am treasuring every second I have before I step back into the world that makes me lost my rationality. Sometime, I wonder what I am working for. I guess I became a slave of my own ego. If that is the case, I am quitting. Yes, I QUIT, boss!

I guess I will end up picking back that job later. Things always turn out to be the same.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Benjamin Buttons

Benjamin Button. Interesting case. Brad Pitt is remarkably attractive. The story line is well created. It is indeed nice. It’s about a guys who born old and gradually turn young. It gives me a feel that I am watching Forest Gump, but this is more interesting, cause of the anticipation of how he turns young. The love story behind is extraordinary. Imagine a young girl fall for an old man with young soul and then the opposite as time goes by. How is it like to see your love one die like a baby in your arms? How is it like to find your father turn young every time you meet him? It sure sound weird, nice to watch though.

"You can be mad as a mad dog at the way things went...You can swear, curse the fates, regret everything you ever did... but when it comes to the end... You have to let go..."

"Sometimes we are on a collision course and we just don’t know it... Whether it’s by accident or
by design, there’s not a thing we can do about it... But life being what it is... a series of intersecting lives and incidents..."

"Will you still love me when I can’t stand straight... when my skin grows old and spotted... Will you still love me when my step gets slow... when I sleep too much... when you have to push me
in a chair..."

And his answer is...

"Will you still love me when I have pimples. When I think it’s funny to make fart noises... Will you still love me when I think all girls have cooties... Will you still love me when I wet my bed at night... Will you still love me when I’m afraid of things that aren’t real..."

"I figured out one thing. If you’re growing older or getting younger it really doesn’t make any difference. Whichever way you’re going you have to make the most of what this is."

damn cute, i can say!!!

Monday, February 16, 2009

A Call

Zijing called me. Nice. I had never heard her voice for a decade. It had been real long since we last met though. I wonder what made her think of me suddenly. Haha. But too bad I was half asleep when that call arrived. I think I am dream talking to her that moment. Watever la, at least today another friend reminds me that I was once a nice person. I am not praising myself, but sometime, I need to say it so I can hear it myself.

Back to school

Today, I went back to high school. Sports day. So, I thought of having a look, maybe trace back my footstep. Guess what, teachers still remember me. I am damn happy. Love myself. I mean the previous me. How can I be so nice? Can’t imagine it was once me. Somehow, I like the old me who don’t give a damn about anything. Thinking too much doesn’t really help though I have no idea why it gradually develops to be my attitude. I cut my hairs, went out with old friends, having E Theen spending her holiday with me (not forgetting Fei Ying and the rest). It reminds me of my past. I was once a good student in class. I was once standing at the place the prefects does their duty. I was once running on that field, sitting on waiting list. Look that their tense faces, I feel like laughing at them and tell them, “it is just a race!” I wonder whether I was once like that. I guess I am laughing at myself. I think they speak like a kid. Look at myself; I never thought I did, even when I was in their age. I wonder why I like the feeling. Kids’ lives are damn nice. Why I never take myself as a kid before. In that matter of fact, I like to look at them, and recall of my past.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Love Story

OMG! You have to listen to this. I am extreme addicted to "Love story" by Taylor Swift. Damn nice.... Go, go listen... ok, maybe I am a little bit outdate, but who cares... This is damn nice...

We were both young
when I first saw you
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony of summer air
See the lights, See the party, the ball gowns
I see you make your way through the crowd
You say helloLittle did I know
That you were Romeo you were throwing pebbles
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you please don't go, and I said:Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes
So I sneak out to the garden to see you
We keep quiet cause we're dead if they know
So close your eyes
Escape this town for a little while
Cause you were Romeo I was a scarlet letter
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet
But you were everything to me
I was begging you please don't go and I said:Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story baby just say yes
Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel
This love is difficult, but it's real, Don't be afraid
We'll make it out of this messIt's a love story baby just say yes, oh, I got tired of waiting
Wondering if you were ever coming around
My faith in you was fading
When I met you on the outskirts of town I said:Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you but you never come
Is this in my head, I don't know what to think
He knealt to the ground and pulled out a ring
And said:Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I really know
I talked to your dad go pick out a white dressIt's a love story baby just say yes
Oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh, oh
Cause we were both young when I first saw you


Thanks to ET for the arrangement, I got to meet many of my friends-Fei Ying, You Rui, Tze Yin, Soo Piing, Joe How, Zhi Qin. And really thanks to all for spending time with me. I had lunch at some satay shop, dinner at simply fish, night walk along the Malacca River, ate Kue ning kao… What a Valentine, I am actually not celebrating alone, but with a bunch of Anti-Valentine-Single’s-Friends (can I exclude Fei Ying). Haha. Though we said we anti Valentine, we still ate that couple dinner in Simple Fish. And funny to say, it is more expensive. Well, who cares actually, I had fun though. Yeah!

However, I din’t join dinner with my parents. My grandma came all the way from Batu Pahat. Well, I am not really that bad and mean to leave them. It’s just, I already promised and nobody tell me that they will be here before I made that promise. So… it is not entirely my fault right? I did spend my afternoon with them though, at the new house in Batu Berendam. Am I trying to make myself not guilty? Ok… I guess I shall stay at home more. So I had to tell ET that I am not following her to KL.

But hey, I had many activities the whole week. Damn happy.


It feels so right to be here. That long lost feeling. It is just so right. It’s like me walking out of that small room, stepping out from my imaginary emo world and into the world I belong. It is me being me. And what’s best, I am somebody. I am so real.
Suddenly I forget the source of my emo-ness. I had no idea why I been acting like a suicidal. Somehow, the thought of changing, the thought of wanting to be the best just disappear, even the thought of cutting my hair short. Here, I am myself. I am Hui Ying. Who give a damn about anything? And my friends actually care whether I am sad, whether I face problems. They listen and really took it seriously. How can I forget that I am actually a person with friends?
“What is the point of getting 4 pointer if you can still graduate as a doctor?” Stunned. What is the point actually? I studied medic because I find it interesting, even fecal examination. Not many have a chance to do that. Why do I give a damn about pointer? Is it so important that I don’t lose to others? Is it so important I had to be the best among the best? Is it so important after all? People don’t take medicine because doctors have no life. Somehow, I understand that. But I love medicine. How can I feel “no life” if I am studying something I like so much? The stress of exam, that small room of mine, the cutting out from the world feeling makes me unable to think. I don’t even know what happen to Michael Jackson and Rihanna. Suddenly this kind of gossips seems much interesting. Everything seems so clear suddenly. I found my reasoning and sensing back. I feel like a person, not a living undead.
Malacca. My hometown. The roads changed a lot, but friends here are still friends. It feels good to be back.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

I like this feeling!!!!! The world are MINE!!! WOHOO!!!!

Friday, February 13, 2009

Yeah!!! I am back!!!
Holiday is great!
Feeling great!!!
Damn relax, damn great!!!
Without realising, I actually finish my hardest block of the year (though I dun think I do well for the test), but who cares! Its holiday!!! wohoooo!!!!

Friday, February 6, 2009


Damn shit man!!! I only get A/B. So damn sad...

What should I do? retake? What will people think of me?

I shall never be a reviewer anymore. I am not that good also, why should I pretend to be good? I am not qualified to be a reviewer, I am not qualified to teach people, I am not qualified to voice out that much. Cause I am nobody!!! Can I say that I am nobody? the answer is yes. There are many people better than me out there. NINE As!!! What am I? Out of the list, out!!!

Ok... Maybe I really am not good, so I don't fit to compare with other people. Why? Since when I am not good? Since when I can be out of the list. Sad...

Chill.... fine, its over...

Monday, February 2, 2009

Caught in rain

The rain is damn heavy outside. Yes, you guess it right, I can't go back on my bike now. Its raining!!! Hell I have plenty to study and I desperately want the rain to stop. Pray the rain will stop.

Rain rain go away, come again another day.

Lets see, what's my latest updates...
-Finish my last post test for this block
-Waiting for my block exam
-waiting to go home after that
-anticipating karaoke and movie night on Thursday
-was offered a position as AJK of education bureau in PKPMI
-trying to drink more water and take care as the epidemic started to spread in girl kost
-got to finish my lecture notes
-got to stop quarreling with my best friend
-got to start ignoring teases
-got to act more maturely
-got to stop acting like I am lack of money (in another word, kiam siap)
-got to stop peeping outside to see whether the rain had stop