Tribute

Here's a tribute to my high school headmaster , Reverend Bro Paul Ho who played many roles to many a student in St Xavier's Institution. Teacher, Mentor, Fellow Football Fanatic, Disciplinary Badass and Master Baker(always gets the laughs when said during assemblys lol). He retired on the 19th of June and had a grand ceremony and a dinner to boot. I would've gone too if i wasn't stuck a gabazillion miles away in Ausland. Pfffft.

I've always thought of Bro Paul to be a man of the students . A very good example of this trait in the man would be his baking classes. Every school has a few classes where the students just aren't kicking it in the academic department and most schools are in mind to just leave them as they are. Good ol Bro Paul would have none of that and made baking classes that are integrated in the school curricular activities for these particular classes. Its good to see that the man honestly tries his utmost best to equip all his students under his care as best as he can for their lives ahead of them.

From a student's perspective, Bro Paul Ho was always the jovial fella where anyone could just crack a joke at him when he's walking up and down patrolling the halls of the school and he would respond in kind with jokes of his own. He was never one of those scary ass headmaster who seemed to walk with a shroud and a scythe which kinda made him a sorta hero to most of the students.

Anyways.. . . the post was a tribute to the last of the Brothers, Bro Paul Ho. Have a happy retirement !

Bro Paul Ho on the day of his retirement

Post Examination Post

First and foremostly, thanks for the well wishes and good lucks cause i sure as hell needed it.
And after a long 2 weeks the exams are finally OVARRRRRR !! I'm feeling a little bit mixed with my performance and i really have no clue as to what to expect for my results. .which will be coming out in about a few weeks time. So until then its just fun, fun FUN !

Anyway, i just had my graduation ceremony and graduation party yesterday. The atmosphere was a good one really as everyone was just beaming with a sense of freedom and we were all looking our best. On the last part, it took me a little by surprise really to see most of my friends all dressed up in suits and ties and the works. Anyway, about the graduation ceremony itself, its pretty bollocks in the way that you don't really know how you did for the finals and wouldn't really mean that you actually graduated foundation year. But whatever you know . . .its nice that there's a ceremony and everything to signal the end of nearly nine months of studying in Unsw Foundation Year. So yeah , after the graduation there were some refreshments and snacks for us to eat and chat up and take pictures with our fellow foundation year people and teachers. I don't know if i've said this before but in all honesty, most of the teachers that i have had in my stint in foundation year were the best teachers i've had. I'm used to teachers that come to class and dictate shit from the textbook or something but teachers here are like honestly interested in your progress and are always eager to help you out on any problems.Some of me foundation friends(From left to right)Edwin and Hariadi from Indon, Naing from Myanmar, Otto from Indon, Husaini from Malaysia and me in the middle crouching down.

Aside from the graduation ceremony itself, there was a graduation party on a cruise ship. .. . well not the cruise ship you're thinking of but rather a downsized version of a cruise ship which pretty much did serve its purpose. No complaints from me there really. .Anyway, the party was like 4 hours long with the initial 2 hours a kinda dinner with snacks and the latter 2 hours an all out rave party. Hahhaah. Yeah the events were split up by the levels where the rave party would be downstairs and the bar would be upstairs. Throughout the party i was just . .well i was just socialising really .. no hard drinking or mad dancing or anything of the like but just chilling out and stuff. However i would like to point out an incident where i came down from the relatively quiter bar upstairs and saw a whole group of people crowding around something. I checked it out and saw that it was some dude dancing his skinny ass off . . .he wasn't like remarkably good or anything but it took some cojones to get out there and strut his stuff so i commend him for that. . . UNTIL he started feeling up a pole and proceeded to do a mock pole dance and strip which was the time i told myself "Ohkayyyy its obviously time to get back up to the bar" Hahahaha.

So anyway, i've got a month or 2 to do whatever i want . .which will probably be:

1) Going around the city with my parents who are popping down in a week
2)PS3-ing
3)Freeloading on the university internet access with my friends to play multiplayer games
4)Gym-ing
5)more PS3-ing

Anyway thats it for now

Jeng Jeng JEEEEENGGG !!!

Exams are next week!! Wish me luck !!

Farrrout !!

Snikt !

Okay. . updates.

I went to watch Wolverine : Origins not too long ago and i have to admit. . .i was pretty let down by it. I mean its not that bad a movie really, its just well it felt a little underdone for me. I don't really know why actually. I mean the movie did stick pretty close to the comics when it came to Wolverine's origins and the action scenes were superbly awesome . .. . .I guess i was expecting more blood, more bad-assery from wolverine and a little more from Deadpool a.k.a Weapon XI. I'll probably get the videogame of the movie (which i might add after looking at the gameplay vids does not look all that bad) which has the first two in copious amounts :D Fanboy Excitement ENSUES !!However, i would like to add that there is no doubt that Hugh Jackman was born to play this character. No two shakes about that !

Other noteworthy things is a trip to a French restaurant called Le Pelican somewhere in Darlinghurst. My sister found this restaurant from her constant research on good food outlets on the internet. Suffice to say, her sources were right on ! For starters, I shared a dozen raw oysters . Oysters were pretty good, as was as good as any fresh oysters of sound quality you find anywhere. . . but then again, raw oysters are raw oysters, they're good as long as they're fresh. Moving right along to the main . . .now French food is reknowned for their microscopic portions but tremendously rich taste. Anyway i had me a Eye Fillet Steak, which was surprisingly not microscopic but the taste was as expected rich and very fulfilling. Compounding to its already rich sauce was the tenderness of the medium rare eye fillet itself. It was so good to the point that the act of eating it itself was like letting your tastebuds watch an opera and a intense action movie simultaneously. They get an overall feeling of awe by the depth of the taste and yet is fueled and uplifted by the superficial taste of it at the same time. Simply awesome. Now after finishing my main, i was like "Whoah this shit is fucking good .. .lets just have desserts and move on to hungry jacks cause i'm still pretty hungry". Little did i know that aforementioned desserts were honestly the BEST part. Desserts we had were the Creme Brulee(honestly though,how could you go to a french restaurant and NOT order the Creme Brulee? Pfft), Black Fig Souffle, and my personal favourite the Cheese Platter. Uhm .. .i don't really remember how the Creme Brulee tasted like cause i was just overwhelmed by the Cheese Platter and didn't really bother about anything else but i do remember the Fondant being pretty good itself but even better when combined with the previously unheard of olive oil ice cream ..cue WTf???! . Hahah . YES ! Olive oil ice cream or olive oil sorbet as the call it. I don't know how they do it, but olive oil ice cream tastes just like vanilla ice cream with undertones of olive oil. FARROUT !! But the real star of the show was the Cheese Platter. The cheese platter consisted of 3 types of cheeses simply named Hard Cheese, Soft Cheese and Blue Cheese and some french crackers.
Hard Cheese: The hard cheese came with a topping of blueberry if i'm not mistaken and when consumed with crackers or by itself, it tasted just like a blueberry cheese cake would . It was THAT smooth. The texture was just simply too DAMN smooth. I just have no other word for it than smoooth.
Soft Cheese: The soft cheese was a delight in itself, it would be my equivalent of a dainty petite girl with the sweetest smile you've never seen. It was like the cheese's texture was in between that of melted cheese and normal cheese. Fucking perfection.
Blue Cheese: The mother of all cheeses. I've been a fan of blue cheese for quite some time now but the blue cheese at Le Pelican made me a cheese-fearing believer !!! Hahahah

Anyway thats it for now i suppose. A week till me final exams and i'm blogging. How awesome is that?

PS: Guys, i'm still in the singles club man. I don't wanna be there but i'm STILL THERE !!

Concise

The girl i like doesn't like me. . . . How fucking typical.

Misadventures: First Draft

After finally coming of age . . .and waiting for a few more months, I have tasted my first taste of this phenomenon called . . CLUBBING! Well clubbing in australia that is. Went to a club down Darling Harbour called PONTOON. Its was an alright club i suppose but then again i wouldn't really have anything to compare to now would i? But the atmosphere was certainly what i expected it to be . . .but better. At least here in Oz , smoking in clubs is prohibited and thus i wouldn't be smelling like a well used ash-tray 4 hours later.

So anyway, I went to this aforementioned club with my sisters and a few of her friends which i pretty much knew beforehand already so i wasn't in a situation where i was dropped in the midst of people chatting about things i would clearly have no idea or interest in. . . .but naayyy it wasn't like that. . . mostly lol. As for what i REALLY did is consume copious amounts of alcohol. .. .which was bought mostly by my sister's boyfriend(s). . .WHICH TOTALLY ROCKED by the way !! I mean boozing is one thing but boozing without paying is TOTALLY COOL !!! Too bad its a one time thing though. Ah well i just have to save up for my next excursion there. Ah man, i'm deviating from the topic. . . .Me and my sister's boyfriend had a little drinking match. I wouldn't really call it a drinking match i suppose, but rather an introduction to club drinks. Needless to say we downed quite a few glasses of the harder stuff and washed it down with beer. Total tally for the night was equivalent to 7 shots of whisky(or equivalent hard shit) and 1 and a half glasses of beer.

Outcome of that night was, i was tipsy as hell, not exacltly smashed but lets just say if i was having a little difficulty walking in a straight line. Heeeeeeeeh. Well at least i didn't wake up with a hangover. . . and in fact had to accompany( and not BE ACCOMPANIED) someone to the toilet to puke his guts out. Nyeheheheeh. Observing the pictures carefully, i guess you can pretty much figure out who that person was.

To ensure my first experience in the club to be a complete one i had to try out my dance moves on the floor. . . . . Well, i'm using the excuse of being a first timer to explain my superb suck-ass-skill-less-ness. I'm real lucky that there was no pictures or even worse ,videos taken cause i dunno man . . .it was the combination of alcohol and bad dancing skills that brought my downfall i reckon hahahaah. So anyway, all in all. . .a pretty eventful and insightful night. Will probbaly do something like that again in the near future . . . AFTER i've saved up some money to buy my own drinks that is.


PS: Spent at least 15 minutes tinkering with blogger to upload pictures and shit . . .am so lame with this shit man.

Bad Habits Die Hard

So anyway, its 12.36am, i gotta wake up at 7.30 in the morn tomorrow, haven't been sleeping well the past few days and can't sleep now for the very same reason and i guess the most reasonable thing to do is . . .blog. Which i haven't done for quite a while. Anyway yeah. I just felt like it and so here i am again.

Well i've gotten back to studying stuff now after my 1 year break from all things academic and am smack right in the middle of this whole Foundation Course thing in UNSW and i have to say, there are a few things that happened to me while i was studying overseas in a new environment that i would kindly share with you . . .

1) Forget about the new environment, its bollocks. After about maybe what .. . 3 days in a new place you will most DEFINATELY find a group of friends who are in the same position as you to hang out with and hang out with em which pretty much eliminates the whole lonely-boy-in-a-strange-new-environment thing. .. . .well thats what happened to me anyway.

2) You will miss home. True you might be comfortable where you are but honestly, nothing beats the place you've been warming your sorry arse for the past 18 years, and you inevitably start thinking back on all those good times at home and the places and parts of town you frequent(or used to anyway)

3) You will miss your parents. Yeah its true. I mean i see hints of it in some of my friends like always being on the phone with their parents during lunchtime(internet calls via skype or someshit of course) or talking fondly about mum's stupendouslyawesome cooking. So yeah, its in these times that you'll just realise how much you miss those moments about them like my mum sitting on the rocking chair with her glasses worn low on her nose with the light of day coming from the window behind her, or my dad surfing the net with both legs up on one side of the table and a glass of whiskey on the rocks on the other side (singing weird russian folklore music optional)

4) You will use your native language more than English regardless if you spoke pretty much English for the whole of your life. This of course only applies when you have other countrymen of yours to speak the language to. I guess its just something about talking behind someone's back in front of them or just doing something thats not of the norm.

5) People from China are everywhere. Nuff said.

6) You're eyes would be held fast and ripped open to all the itty bitty flaws of the education system of your motherland( i don't know why, but when a person from China says this word it just reminds me of the Soviet Union, and i don't mean Russia or something but the actual Communist faction which was the Soviet Union). And i have to admit it is quite depressing to find out that you've been gaining knowledge from a SERIOUSLY flawed education system for all your life.

7) You'll miss the food of your country. This was the very first thing to hit me i would have to say, but i don't think it hit me THAT hard. Maybe cause besides the fact that i do miss the good old Char Kuey Teow from down the street or Pork Soup Noodles opposite Kayu or the Wan Than Mee from Chulia Street, i am rather enjoying the local/international cuisine here in Sydney which i have to say. . . is pretty damn good.

8) You'll meet new people and if you come to UNSW foundation year, most of them will be China-nese. Which is not really a very bad thing i have to say. I mean they do have their quirks and their poor english language skills but they make up in it with almost monumental-like hard work and some bad-ass mathematics skillz. Well most of them anyway.

9) Indonesian girls are H-H-H-H-H-AAWWWWT !!! And they're real nice too. Well actually, indonesians in general are a pretty nice bunch. They're always real cool and relaxed kinda and always joking around and stuff. So yeah its pretty easy to get along with them and get along with em i do.

10) Jokes and a hearty laugh transcend everything. Or, you could say, if you're not an absolute asshole and don't mind being a fool one in a while then there's no place in the world that would be alien to you. I guess its just about putting yourself out there through the proper mediums is one of the easiest ways to learn new things and have a good time at it.

Well i guess thats all i'll write for now. I guess i'll try to get some sleep now. And trust me on this, i will be back. . . soon. :D