Night Safari

If you look carefully there are 4 chicks in the picture.



Night Safari(NS) in Malacca Zoo.

Favorite animal in NS : Marmoset
Favorite moment in NS : My group had all the beauties.

ClimaX-O- ® Inc.

What if I could manuefacture and sell orgasms in bottles.
Everyone will be happy. No more smokers and drug addicts, no more ailing illnesses and epidemics.

An utopic world where no one break-out into hives from AIDS or other crippling diseases.
In a world where you'll see gay people at bus stops getting high sniffing my industrialised bottled O's, rather than smoking, committing rape, watch porn or getting involved in mediocrities but instead indulged on a bottle of Climax-Os and feel happy.

A contribution to the community, with ClimaX-O- China won't hit their 5th billion mark, a solution to birth control.
Everyone is mentally aroused and happy, women will love my products cos' women could have longer effects on them than the average male. ClimaX-O- contains 100% pure hysterical paroxysm also known as orgasm. The consumer of each product will experience an overwhelming sense of bliss and mind orgasmic hysterical paraxysm. Unless some drug addict decides to add more chemicals into my bottled O and it becomes illegal.

One day even Bill Gates will roll his eyes, and wonder why did my sales would hit bigger than his software industry. Steve Forbes and Donald Trump would eventually lick between my toes for another bottle of the essence of hysterical paraxysm.

In the global market, my products is sold to people aged 18 and above,
everyone is eager to grow up-maturely and not growing up puffing off cancer sticks
An industry where people have to keep buying my products to retain their privillages
Everyone would have to keep up his sales or he'll go back to the normal customer privillages



Everyone is a consumer to my product. Even priests and nuns who practice abstinence.
I'll abolish the cigarette and tobacco industry and introduce the weight slimming ClimaX-O
( new product range).
It induces slimming by stimulating your body and your body begins to go into a heated state like in an exercise routine,
just like sex-heated and sexy. When you start to hit your big O, you'll feel it.
You body start secreting those feel good hormones.

Isn't an orgasm a feeling only?
It ain't a feeling, it's an industrialized sensation.
No one will take slimming pills again and suffer from it's devastating side effects.

I'll craft a exotic special edition bottled O, where everyone would bid for that 100 million US dollars
I might even sell it on e-bay designed in finely crafted crystal bottles,
like champagne bottles with baccarat and gold inlay.
Then my buyer would be Mr. Donald Trump again which licked my toes previously.
Eventually i'll own all his assets and become the big boss of New York City.

I'll run the Climax-O Commission Internationale(CCI).
No kids below 18 can take Climax-Os
if there was a pimply kid consuming my product, the CCI will oppose a fine and a juvenile jail sentence and i'll collect their $$$

In conjunction to that, i'll build restrooms for mechanical sex, the one stop center like 7-11.
It will be better than any petrol kiosk or 24 hours express store.
Francais operators will purchase my francais and open it globally encouraging more mechanical sex and discouraging public obscenities.

Hence on Climax-O- restrooms will be known as Res-O-Room(ROR or ROaR).
It will be a world wide concept, just like washrooms. Every building will have it and it becomes a neccesity.
Since conservative people is not likely to take Bottled Os in public, where they seek private pleasures,
they'll take it here.

At these facilities i'll install output outlets, so you...if a male needs to, you know...
I'll also be promoting a built-in sperm banks at these outlets through installation of well-lubricated vents in walls.
Just like those toilet bowls attached to walls. Labelling and screenings will be done at an instant.
I'm selling the 'O's there as well, in vending machines.
For every company n building tht wants to open it, i shall charge royalty fees.

Then they have abbr. for it--> ROR.

I'm enriching the english language!

For the next generation, people would use terms like.

" I went to ROR and purchased an O." (literature)




I can't wait to get started. No more fakes.

OMEGA

From my observation, MMU has never establish an organisation to handle:

Eclatant Awards
Alpha Nite (Prom)
Outdoor Fest
Convo Carnival
Converse
Affiliation Program

These are events in MMU, that organizers take up and hold recruitment drives to recruit committees for these events which they delegated to perform for each division and tasks.
After an event is accomplished the committee dissolves. It will go to waste if dedicated committees and human resource just went off this way.

During orientation week in MMU, freshmen filled in a survey form of they particulars with a post note stating : "Are you interested in becoming the committee of Convo Carnival 05/06" - YES/NO?
The issue is obvious, there's no permanent student body to handle such events. If the problem continues, one day a student in MMU will say :" How come there's no prom for alphas this year?"

A suggestion:
Establish Organizational Management Executives Assembly(let's call it OMEGA), a student board to manage and organise events in MMU.
A good way to make this achievable is to gather all the past organisers and form a student board. It's also a way to strife for integration in MMU.

What's happening today in MMU:
CLS organises events for the chinese race.
UPG organises events for the malay race.
ICS organises events for the indian race.
ISS organises events for the internationals.

OMEGA organises integrated events for everyone.

There's no Berlin wall here, but let's pull it down!

Templated Introduction

The naked truth is out: These days i've been cutting and pasting a lot of e-mails and messages.

People has been asking me the same things.
About my details, my age, hometown, the introductory matters. I'm tired of explaining.

I prefer it simple, no questions. We are who we reflect to the world. I am still the same me, i still hold strong to my principles and beliefs-simple and full of depth.
I still have the same reference experiences that sculpted who am i today.

If i had the chance, i'll tape my introduction and have it played when an introduction is indeed.
All i have to do is switch sides from side A to side B and look at my watch while shaking my head of the tediosity.

I'm still the life philosopher, searching and exploring new depths.
I'm still the individualist, for being myself amidst the circumtances.
I'm still the lover, the love of life that is.

1.People ask : " Do you have a girlfriend? "
I ask: " How far has the apple fall from the tree? "

*Note:
-an "Apple" (individual) that hasn't fall too far from the
Tree (origin).
-"hasn't fall too far" means a person that hold strong to his/her believes and stand firm on their principles of life.

2.People ask: " Where are you now? I want to meet you."
I ask: " What's the most significant thing you did in life? "

I don't have to make an impression when i'm telling my life's tale. It is who i am.
I'm no superhero that hunt down villains in dark alleys and bring justice to the community.
I never participanted in orgies and bubble parties.
I don't own a record company and studio.

But i'll tell you this, I have wonderful and the best of friends, people that made me who i am today.
I'm loved even though i don't have a girlfriend.
I strive for possibilities and live life with a purpose.
I have a dream; a simple idea.
"A man's mind stretch to a new idea never goes back to its original dimension."

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Read also :
In my own words

The Entrepreneur

For the upcoming Student Representative Council (SRC) elections in MMU, the proposal of creating an online public profiling is going to be implimented. This is inline with the objective of informing and abolishing knowledge deficiency among the MMU populace.
After all the SRC is a body that established with a mission to represent all the students in MMU inline with its name itself. A student body, for the students, elected by the students through an official election.

With this, the portal will serve as an avenue to inform students and help publicitize the candidates. From a neutral standpoint, a student of MMU will be up to date with information of the capabilities and leadership potentials of each candidate through the portal.

The online public profiling will inform the students of MMU of the candidates running for the SRC 2005/2006. It will be hosted through an online portal where it will be publically viewed.

The online public profiling will contain the following:
1. A large print of the candidate's picture
2. Name
3. Faculty
4. Motto
5. Achievement/ Contribution to MMU
6 Expectation of the candidate

Here's a sampel:

Ooi Mei Ying

Faculty of Business and Law

Catalyzing Students' Excellence

Eg: SRC Secretary, 2004/2005, etc.

[Slot #-Expectation of candidate]

[Slot #-Expectation of candidate]

The significance of online public profiling:
1. Reduce ignorance in MMU
2. Entrepreneurship
3. Informative

Note: Previously candidates would spend around RM300 for campaigns and publicity. Paper posters and flyers are hung and given around campus.
The online public profiling is like a online advertisment reaching out to its viewers. As an online service and for the accountable resource used, we charge a reasonable fare.
(RM300 vs. RM X) = Fair enough.


Let's impliment some changes in MMU!

The Largest MMU Outdoor Event- in progress

I'm thinking of organising an event in MMU. In collaboration with Youth Development Club(YDC) and a few organizers- we're thinking of making the largest outdoor event in MMU.
The idea itself is shared by many with the aim to abolish the racial integration problem that is present in MMU. I'll like to thank Yeow Sin-Lin and Ruzilan in advance.

We're constructing a vertical rock climbing wall , and build race tracks for radio-controlled cars from a car parking lot, and have break dance battles and we might even have Sound Warfare where participants compete by blasting woofers and amps.
The event doesn't need publicity and every race will be drawn to it, the fun theme with the aim the harness integration, people drawn together with a sole purpose-to have fun.

At the 1st half of trimester 1, we build the wall, then everyone will watch us, and anticipate it. They'll say
A: " Wow..what's going on? "
B: " I think it's a rock climbing wall for us to climb"
A: "Awesome..."

The integration part is suppose to hide behind the catchy-flashy fun name.
It's like jumping out from behind and say " Aaaah hah! You're integrated!"

I haven't thought of the name of the event though, any ideas?

Meet the Blogders

Interesting to say that i've met a fellow blogder. A blogder that wasn't a part of my circle of friends.
It was a day in March when i clicked 'Next Blog>>' at the top right of my blog.

I was simply browsing and i came across an entry that i could relate to. She wrote about 'This is one of those days'. The following days she wrote about 'It's good to know i'm different'.
When you read someone's blog you'll find yourself relating to their writings, if it didn't relate to you , you'll probably won't be reading their entries in the first place.

What caught my attention was posted pictures of MMU, Emerald Park and Melaka. Back then i thought, " Alright, so this blogder is enrolling for the next intake to MMU." "Never met a blogder like that before, let's see what's next."

2 weeks ago, during a yamcha session, i said to W.C. Tan , " I'll meet some blogder soon that i've never met before, i'm certain she'll join SPB as a neXus writer."

To my surprise, she emailed thespb@yahoo.com about her experience of orientation.
W.C. Tan notify me of the email and asked me to read it. Her writing showed a lot of potential despite sentence structuring like "The orientation night was superb, oh and the orientation food was horrible" in the same sentence.

W.C. Tan said something like, "Hmmm..." when I asked his opinion on her article. Which was like a person browsing through a menu in a restaurant, but was unable to come up with a decision on the order, while the waiter is waiting to take his order and he had to make a sound "Hmmm..." to indicate that he is still breathing, something like when you ask someone a question that the other can't answer, and buy time by saying "Hmmm..." to appear more insightful and not project an image that you are fidgety and stalling from another's awe-ful presence. Anyway.

Today, on a fine day in June we've met.
---> <---
Tadaa~!

Ass.u.me.

Stop assuming. Assume is making an Ass out of you(U) and me. Ass.u.me.

I'm really busy these days. I'm busy with academic, loan and club matters.
Being a Vice President of a club and the Human Resource and Public Relations of an organization is busy.
I know it's an understatement, well i'm contesting for the 'Understatement of the Year 2005' with the verse: "I'm really busy."
Last year's winner of 'Understatement of the Year 2004' was a convict, when interrogated and asked of details by police, he simply said: " I didn't do it."

Well don't assume that i don't have time for you. I'm off.

Different Perceptions

These days i've been interacting and coming forth with ideas.
Some may have alternate opinions from others.
I accept another person's views on an issue and refute it when it's inappropriate.

When you join your index finger and your thumb together and form a symbol by raising 3 fingers up as show in the picture below.

It means different things.

In the U.S.A it means "I'm OK."
In Japan it means " I want my change in coins or money."
In France it means "Three(3)"
In Europe it means "Zero(0)"
In Mediterranean countries it's a offensive symbol( relating to the rooster).

My point is that not everyone agrees with you and you'll just have to effectively convey your views to others in a professional and persuasive way.

The O.C.

For the past 2 weeks i've been preparing for the Orientation Committee(O.C.) Camp and The Orientation Week. Here you see me as the mobilization OC of Green 4.

Group Green 4 and me during a sharing session.


Green 4's representative Aaron Kong during a game, with me looking on from the crowd.

Our group cheer goes like this:

We are all the Green best
aaha aaha
Mighty mighty Green best aaha
We got the way~~~ We got the way~~~

Everybody say!

We are all the Green best
aaha aaha
Mighty mighty Green best aaha
We got the way~~~ We got the way~~~

Go Green 4!

Green 4!




Orientation Nite and Sports Carnival.

These days have been really awarding for me to see my group steadily progressing enthusiastically during orientation week. I really enjoyed this time as much as my group did. Green 4 is the best!

For more pictures visit http://nexus.mmu.edu.my

People can be such idiots sometimes

People actually display their IC photograph as their display picture. LOLS!
It's like coming out of a time capsule and ask :" What year is it? "

Boob Culture

Today i'm going to be culturing a new savoir-faire, the right totality of socially transmitted behavior patterns.
As a denizen of a modern civilisation, the predominating attitudes of slapping one's ass and the behavior of sexual arousal through hinting a partner through act acts of fondling of one's arse should be stop.

No one finds that sexual arousing anymore.

*Introducing The Boob Culture*


It's no more the 70's where everyone owns a pair of jeans and oogle at one's @$$ anymore.
No one checks out your rears no matter what Levis' tight bottom fit you're wearing.
Everyone checks out the boobs now!

The new culture is sweeping through this era. Boob Culture Rules!
Advice: Get a new pink top.

Save the Last Dance

Today i got news from Allison that we have a new dance contract.
We're going to dance BoA-Spark.
The contract came from our previous client. Apparently they were very impressed with our performance last time.
We brought down to house that night. I never seen so many well-amused, cheering lunatics in the crowd. They were like hyperactive kids jumping around like they've never seen something like it before. For one thing they were high school kids. Just extraterrestrials that never saw dancing. Or maybe we were performing a rock concert?

Anyway, when i started this blog a part of me wanted to guide people on dancing and teaching dance steps.I even thought of graphically draw each dance step out. Never did happen. Too technical i guess.

The bad news is that our sensei, Jeannette wants to stop dancing for public performances.
So this will be the last dance.
If the worse happens, i'll move on and establish my own dance team. Since i coached a dance team before, i'll be scouting for talents from the freshmen that enrolls into MMU this coming intake. Maybe even establishing MMU Danz?
Just a catchy name i thought of just a minute ago.

Well, i'm off to save the last dance.

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Read also Shine We Are.

Introducing my new handy assistant

Welcome aboard you sexy thing you.
6260: *purrs*


8250: Whimpers...

After the introduction of the two, it seems that 8250 and 6260 won't exchange data through their Infrared and they don't fancy exchanging their insides(sim card) either.

Strange Scene

Today i went to campus after my two months holiday.

The security guard waved cheerfully at me and smiled.
Feeling awkward i smiled back.

A few steps ahead of me i saw a parent of a student smoking gleefully just meters away from the security guard in a non-smoking campus and proceeded to do nothing.

Behind the security was a sign saying " Smoking- Fine RM3000"
I guess the parent was smoking his most expensive cigarette ever.

The admired piece

I really like my blog skin.

Tutorial- D.I.Y blog template

By request, i'm doing a special entry for Natalie and Muse. You're encouraged to try it as well.
Ever thought of doing a blog skin by yourself?
This D.I.Y. is applicable to anyone. I didn't had any knowledge of html when i did this.
I want to make it simple for everyone.

I have this 'Tryst Atmosphere' theme for months before i begun on this blog skin. I wanted to design my current blog's template to have a mosaic effect to it.
This could be easily done with the Harbor Template being it's base.

Below: You can find this template by selecting "Pick new" at your Template page.


Below: Initially my blog template looked like this. I photo-captured Vickie's blog as an example how my previous blog template looked like.


To transform your blog into something like this:


Step 1:

Select a mono-compositioned background or image. Above is an example of one mono-compositioned background. Text and images you post onto your blog won't be altered if you used a mono-compositioned background that does not attract too much attention from your articles and photographs.
It is also adviced to have a clear picture of what you want. You should have a theme and a concept to your blog.
My theme : Tryst Atmosphere.
Try finding stock pictures from deviantArt.com


Step 2:
Crop your picture into several 'mosaics'. Use a image or several images to create your crops. Crops can be done with ACDSEE by double-clicking on an image you have in your computer. Left-drag to desired portion of the image. Release. Right-click the image and select 'Save Crop As...'

Step 3:
Modify your template.

This here is how your template looks like if you're using the default Harbor Template hosted by blogger. Be sure to have a photo host such as photobucket.com
Click image to enlarge image.

Step 4:
Replace your tag.

Replace your 'mosaic' tags into the old template.
Replace them into the desired 'columns'.
Click image to enlarge image.
Note: Each tag has to be replace with a new image of your choice. The 'Mosaic' effect is created this way. Thanks to Danny for the emphasized notices.

Step 5:
Modified.

Click image to enlarge image.
Enjoy.

-D.I.Y. brought to you by Trystan.-

I've been attacked by a moth

Why a moth?
Why not a spider or a centipede? The least i could kill it.
Even as i type this entry, it's fluttering around my room, with me barely dodging it. It has the largest wing span i've ever seen.

People in Eastern Europe used to fear these creatures- The flapping of it's wing reminded them of German warplanes. I heard that moths are apparitions of the previous dead. Paying homage to the living before deporting it's soul back to the ethereal.

If only i had animal empathy and request it to fly out the door. I know many of you can relate to this whenever a bird or cicada flies into your room and you open all your doors and windows to direct it out. The problem is that it rather stick onto your curtains or go about your furniture.

Speaking of furniture, ever met someone that didn't remember you for the second time? But you remembered and had to put up with the silly introduction all over again.

Sandra: Hi, i'm Sandra
Stan: Hey, I'm Stan and we've met before. We were introduced by Andrew.
Sandra: Oh ya i remembered! ( No you didn't.)
[Slots in a lausy excuse]

You're just a furniture to them. They didn't even noticed you've moved.

Ryan: Do you remember Stan? He was there when Chris got really drunk. You are just a scene to them.

In some instances, we go out there and try to make many friends. But at the end of the day, you think you know a lot of people but i guess those people never deserve the memory space in your head.
You just shook a lot of hands. You never signified their presence. When you meet someone, you never took noticed. Just like furniture at a meeting point. Some of us are just made furniture by others. One day you'll realised you're a rusted lamp to others.

I don't have to make an impression to others or try to have an appealling upfront for people that are just too preoccupied with themselves.
Why bother? You'll just shake more hands and realised one day, " Where are all my friends?"

Nothing has changed. You just rearranged your furniture.
3 tables, 2 desks and 6 chairs rearranged is still 6 chairs, 2 desks and 3 tables. Until you signify the people around you.

The moth flew out the door-back to work.

Vampire Trystan

I wanted to be a werewolf, but it turned out they made me a vampire.
Thanks to W.C.Tan for the Magic:The Gathering Card featuring me.
Wicked.

I shall tell you a tale, for as you hear it you might believe it that what I am about to tell has the veracity that is adherence to the truth. Merely corroborative detail but believe it as I intend to give an artistic verisimilitude.
In the Middle Ages, The knight Trystan, nephew of the King Mark of Cornwall who (according to Arthurian legend) fell in love with his uncle's bride,Iseult, after they mistakenly drank a love potion that left them eternally in love with each other. Trystan was later betrothed to a member of the royal family.
That knight was me. As i say 'was' because it has been long gone, as now i live amongst mortals in my urban existence searching for my reasons to be.
Ever searching for the perfect match, the anima- Iseult.

In modern days, Trystan means:
Trys·tan
n.
1. A derivation of Tryst and Stan.
2.Tryst + Stan = Trystan (My blog name)
[syn: Try me.]

As my days past, bygones of youth, i find myself present in modern times. Often i came by modern linguistics, like when someone spells a verse with a "k" because spelling words inkorrectly is totally kool TO THE MAX. A modern strategy, these cunning linguist marketers use to deceive kids that listen to hip-hop Hebrew and eat "I'm Lovin' It" McDs with notions of targeting ethic streotypes( Blacks). Yo'all niggars out there diggin' it? (the final 'g' in any word is tragically unhip.)


Pondered upon my own solitude and reflection, despite all the circulating social stigmas and mental deteriorations.

" Where are you? "
-Master of the Coven

Double Standardization

Double Standardization, or 'Double Standardism' as i like to call it.
An evaluation made by an individual or a group by comparing one with two standards.

In life we meet strangers and even acquaintances, individuals that are not far different than those of our close friends and family. We hold back to the person on the next table in a cafe. To maybe a person that is worth even your time. But most of the time we're just being defensive and snobbish towards others that offers us a slight gesture of initiative and who try to reach out to others. Society has drawn it's veil and even it's standard and approved 'Social Interaction Guidelines'. We are held back by it.

We can't stand in a lift facing others that we don't know but instead we stare at the buttons or the flashing numbers.
We can't say " Yo nigger!" to a black if you're white. But it's cool for blacks to call that among themselves.
We can't speak up our minds to someone that you think is boring- You won't be friends.

Your parents says: "Never talk to strangers." But what if the stranger was your criteria. You will never know. We all want to meet interesting ,funny, intelligent and beautiful people, don't we? We all do.
There are many instances where we offer strangers with greater deserving respect than our own family. You do things that you hate with a smile and you pass that plate of celery with a frown. The phrase: "Strangers are just friends waiting to happen," either that or rape in a dark alley waiting to happen.

If we treated everyone the same like our best friends, wouldn't the world be the least better?
We want to meet fascinating, witty, intellectual and charming people. What if your best friend didn't had these characters, what if no one did ever stand by you over the times. We look for criteria in people, we treat people absurdly different to those that possessed these criteria. We're all bias.
Nothing happens by accident, we chose who to be our friends. We look for 'friendship material'.
We make mistakes, often errors that were made are set in motion. Changes sealed in eternity. Sometimes we say the wrong things or did things that others won't like. The irony of it is that someone once close to you(Eg: Ex-boyfriends/girlfriends, Ex-spouses) treats you differently after an irreversable mistake.

The ideal of treating everyone equally is perfection. I'm always finding that perfection, we can't dispute the fact that we can never be perfect. Perfection is nothing but a stale-sang song. Suddenly the song by Simple Plan came to mind. Ever gave that song a deeper reflection, how you sing to it without considering the retardness it sang? You don't have to apologize when you're imperfect.
The concept of perfection alone is unachievable. Along with others like happiness and love. These concepts is nothing without entities such as hatred or sadness-they are after all it's direct opposites of it's element. Antithesis are necessary.

We're just mere humans, we're flawed because we're have emotions.
Hey, let's face it. No one is perfect.