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Monday, June 08, 2009

Mon, 08 Jun 2009 08:06:24 GMT

Ok people. Moved...to here. Go there and stay there.

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Sun, 07 Jun 2009 13:33:12 GMT

Alrighties. Mother came in Saturday morning where I was still sleeping because I couldn't sleep that night. Only managed to sleep about 8 in the morning and I really had like no energy to get up to clean the church. But the sleep didn't last long and I was in a semi-zombified state. After my mother came back from lunch with my sister, she immediately talked to me about what my situation is. At first I had the impression of a question and answer session but it quickly took a right turn into lecture mode. Then, whenever she askes a question and I was about to answer, she went on because it was a rhetorical question. Some questions that I thought were rhetorical were not and was waiting for an answer for awhile. Given my zombified mind, I'm not sure that I'm not reading the context of the questions properly or that really she is a champion in turning questions into rhetoric ones and vice versa. But her words were very divisive on my current situation. It's sort of like the words of Jesus except with far less consequences on your soul. She made it clear that there is no middle ground for something like this and I'm forced to choose one or the other. Given the time frame I'm in and on speculative hindsight analysis, I am quite incline to choose the other. She also sort of made it clear that she doesn't want me back home if everything fails which was strange. So, as it went for long lengths of time, I give a sub-10 word answer followed by a half an hour lecture from my mother. 2 hours went by before she had to go and meet her friend and stay over at her place. There was this battle inside of me of what to do next and it was so fierce that it appeared to feel like time had slowed down to a snail's pace. And then, something happened...

I somehow decided to check up on some of the other faculties in the uni to see if I have an out option which I doubted there was. But lo and behold, there was a night session on masters courses and they are accepting applications on that night as well and it's something that would give me another chance at a PR. How do you interpret such events given a history like mine and current circumstances? Do you see that as opportunity or is it all wishful thinking? Some people might even go as far as saying "That is a sign for you to get out" but I've always been skeptical about such comments due to the abusive nature of such words and first hand application in my family. Having said that, it has been percolating in my head for awhile and I'm inclined to accept such a comment. So what do you think? Carpe Diem or Persevere?

On a different note, I nearly fell off my bed after I just found out that, not only has a friend of mine gotten married but also just gave birth. She has never said much about her life and this was like a bomb. That was 5 seconds of initial shock I'll never see again. 2009 really is a year of marriage/married related events. Also I just got a lovely wedding invitation card from Sean to his wedding and I would L.O.V.E to go but it is in Singapore and it's in September Why Sean, why?? How can you do this to me? =P

Here's something to think about: according to a survey, half of all friends are replaced every 7 years. 7 years! One might think it's a long time but given how things are moving at warp speed, it's like a heartbeat. Which after a while of thinking, is sort of about right. We grow up forming our first fond memories in sandbox in the play ground right up to about after kindergarten. That's seven years gone. Going into primary school, we might see quite a large number of our kindergarten friends back in the same school or even class but we formed new ones in the process. Fast forward to the beginnings of high school, another 6-7 years gone and we might see the old primary school friends back in the same school but we formed new ones as well and losing others. And the process repeats with college/uni and then work place and so on. There are other factors involved but that's pretty much the main idea. Friends really come and go in a blink of an eye and for some, that's all it takes to influence someone's life. For us Christians, it gives us a rough idea on how long we might spend our time with each other before they disappear from our friend network, on how to preach and teach the gospel to others. Interesting.

Eye opening on food sizes

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Thu, 04 Jun 2009 14:38:59 GMT

Went to T2 yesterday to search for a present to get for Kat with Reiner and sister. We all agreed on a teapot with some varieties of tea but the "drama" happened when choosing the tea leaves to go with the new teapot. Us guys wanted to get the Just Roses tea which consist of pretty pink rose buds while the sister wanted something else. Here's our rationale; the teapot that we are buying was glass so you can see through to the tea. How cool and cute would it be if your tea leaves consist of pretty pink rose buds brewing inside the pot? We tried to insist on getting the Just Roses blend but the sister vetoed us. It was quite funny for an outsider to see this huge guy with this thin scrony guy making "noise" on getting pretty pink rose buds to a girl who is not interested in it. So funny.

Went to Match Bar for drinks and it was a very nice bar to go to. Nice and warm with very good drinks and the good thing about the weekday especially during the period of the exams, it is completely empty. Nice chillout sounds as well. I love a good chillout sound though I can be pretty picky about my chillout music. While everyone is discussing about their own things, I was left alone from the various conversations from CJD to tutoring in colleges. So as usual, outcomes my iPhone and play games. I decided to check the app store and lo and behold, there were updates. Updates for Flight Control *gasp* *press download* And there it was...new maps!! Never been this excited since I bought Flight Control. Two new maps, the first is a variation of the old map but with two helipads and a seaport for sea planes and the other is an aircraft carrier that rotates its position every now and then. The first one is a little bit intense compared to the old map but not that bad. The aircraft carrier map however is mighty intense. You'll sweat before the first minute is over trying to get planes and jets to land. To make things worse, every now and then the ship rotates its position, so what used to be easy access for one plane maybe completely difficult to get for the same plane coming from the same position. This will keep me occupied for awhile and it did.

Adjourned to Hairy Canary for some light chow. Their pizzas there are not bad. We had chorizo and prawn pizza, caramelized onion and potato pizza and Jamon (sort of like proscuitto) and basil pizza. Very nice. Wanted to try the paella but it is a minimum of two people. Dang. Anyone wants to go with me? Or better yet, pay for me? Would like to try their mains but it was too late at night to do that so I might go there some other time.

And just now, I've broken my high scores for all three maps on Flight Control by quite a bit. Goodness me...

My mother called me on Tuesday saying that she is coming to Melbourne on Saturday (tomorrow!). Normally, most people would be thrilled about hearing their parents giving them a surprised visit but I'm a bit skeptical. My mother is not a person who makes a trip like this on a whim without a reason and after hearing the little things from her it makes it even more illogical for her to come on such short notice. She said that she hasn't even booked the ticket yet She'll be here for slightly under 2 weeks so we'll see what happens. Just a note of warning, if I suddenly become emo over the next 2 weeks, you'd probably know why.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sun, 31 May 2009 13:02:39 GMT

Who would have thought that my first traditional East Malaysian cultural experience would happen outside of East Malaysia or even Malaysia for that matter? After basketball, I went out for dinner with Yee Meng and Reiner which is normal. The twist is that we suddenly invited to an open house by one of the church members from Cross Cultures and these are people that we barely knew (YM and Reiner not so bad). When we first entered the house, I immediately felt very weird as I'm here to have dinner at someone's place who I don't know at all. Very quickly my eyes scanned the environment for visual clues as to what is going on. For starters, I don't even know what is the occassion about for the open house. There was definitely something but still not very sure about it. The thing that really gave it away was one of the older women was wearing a traditional Iban costume (it's something you can spot a mile away) and apparently I heard there was "tuak" or rice wine going around. So must be an festival of sorts for the Ibanians. Then I heard people were wishing the woman and her family "Happy Gawai" which was kinda strange, but yes, it was Gawai, a celebration for the harvest in Iban culture. This was cool but still felt a bit weird in the house. I barely spoke a word eating very sheepishly and had 3 shots of tuak which to my surprise wasn't very alcoholic. It was sweet, almost like honey and very nice to drink. Before I left, someone played the gawak which is sort of like a guitar and the woman starting doing the ngajat, a dance normally performed at Gawai. I couldn't really hear the the gawak but the dance was very elegant and graceful. The only thing missing is a male dancer equipped with shield and sword. That. Would. Have. Been. Awesome. She managed to dance barefooted on a very rough concrete floor and still kept her grace and elegance and she turns about the floor. Her husband joked that the sword was on her side of the bed and that's why he is so well-behaved. The husband is an Australian. Very interesting experience though just a foretaste of the real deal. Which reminds me I should make a trip to East Malaysia someday.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Fri, 29 May 2009 16:24:55 GMT

After tutoring, head back to the city to join Ming and others for some desserts and drinks for her birthday. Chatted quite awhile before we adjourn to somewhere warmer and have coffee. Ended up in Troika where we spent hours bouncing ideas off each other on a variety of things. And all of this without a solid meal. Came back home at 2 in the morning armed with cup noodles and a sandwich pack from 7-11.

So, I decided to make a cake for the overdued birthday. After last week's experience, I've chosen the simplest but most time consuming cake I can think off just to appease the other people, not so much the birthday person. And I have chosen the all time favourite chocolate crepe cake. This time though, I was pleasantly surprised. So far, I can only make a maximum of 12 crepes which isn't very good considering that apparently you can make about 20 paper thin crepes. But this time, I manage to develop a system and I can manage a full 20 crepes. 1337 mad hax0rz skilz!!1! I was so happy that now I can do paper thin crepes everytime. Now the only thing left to perfect in the crepe cake was the cooking time for each crepe. I find that I cook the crepes too long so they end up looking like roti canai, still being paper thin. Once I have mastered that, time to find something else to bake. I have yet to make like small chocolate cakes with a molten centre and that shall be my next challenge.

In our Bible study group, when we broke into our prayer groups, Sheik said the funniest thing. "My group is in this corner, Xiao Xi's group is in this corner and Zhi Kai's group is in that corner. The rest of you, go corner yourself..." Lol...so funny

Today was also a day with no solid meals except for a slice of crepe cake and some snacks. And it so happens that it's one of the rare occasions that supper was not on. Came back and cooked fried macaroni with carrots, peas and corn plus an omelette at 2 in the morning. Cooking at this time felt very strange. I think I should go back to regular eating times...

Ooooh ooooh, you've got to see this!! Rubberduckzilla!! Roflcopter

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Sat, 23 May 2009 07:20:04 GMT

*edit*

Heh, what's been happening over the week? Not much.

I have decided to join the millions of people in this popular time-wasting-gadget-but-we-get-it-anyway-because-it's-the-best-damn-thing-in-the-world. I got an iPhone. Yes, I know what you are thinking, "Just wait a little longer lah until the next generation iPhones come out somewhere in June". But think of it this way, the reason I got the phone was because it was now free on the $49 cap but only for a limited time which otherwise it would be free on the $69 cap. There is no way that the new iPhones will be anywhere near the $49 region anytime soon, if anything will be taking over the $69 caps or higher which I cannot justify to use it. So, great opportunity so I took it and haven't regretted since. There are some minor things about the phone which can be better (and hope it would be in the new iPhones) but I can live with it. One of the minor things is that I've become terribly attached to the phone but again it's something I can live with , as other owners of the iPhone can testify. Coolness...

And with that, I quickly bought Flight Control. Enough said.

Quite possibly the most hillarious and ridiculous cat-related-wiki-type-article ever to glance upon the web. It's so funny that we've started being all geeky and discuss about the hypothetical implications of this article. I must warn you though of semi-relevant and vague physics ensues and some knowledge of these things is necessary to enjoy the full potential of this site. Thank the person who has to take care of two cats at home to provide such a site.

This guy saved his life by cross dressing

Recently I've been having dreams that woke me up suddenly either by intense hate or my brain playing a trick on my subconscious. Very annoying and not to mention I can't go back to sleep again after that.

Also, as the birthdays coordinator in my Bible study group, I forgot to get cake for someone and it turns out that I've been punished severely for such a mistake. The "victim's" birthday was supposed to be last week but because last week was E-nite, it would a bit weird getting a cake and celebrating there. But this week I forgot about doing it and boy was I shoved to the wall. First person, the closest to the "victim", confronted me and fired away. Not that harsh but enough for me to fly to the wall. I was deeply annoyed by this behaviour but all for the sake of acknowledging my mistake and diffusing the situation, I said "Fine I'll do one cake myself for next week, happy?". But no, the second person comes in, arguably the second closest to the"victim", starts to confront me. At that time, I was talking to someone and stubbed my toe with such force I thought I'm going to lose my toe. Now that pushed my buttons and I fired back for such unnecessary actions for my mistake. The person appologized for use of force such that it hurt because it wasn't the intention and tried to disperse the tension. At this point, what every good Christian should do is to go with the flow and not keep anything. On the rare occasion such as this, I found that very hard to do in front of the person. It wasn't until everyone had left that I cooled down. That really works for me, I need to be somewhere with zero people around for me to cool down.

Point is that, forgiving someone is a very hard thing to do and whoever claims to say that forgiving is an easy thing doesn't know anything about it. To a certain extent, it's counter-intuitive to forgive. A friend of mine said this once years ago that which human ever came up with the word "Sorry" must be out of his mind. You break a priceless vase and all you can do to the other is say "Sorry" and that would make it all the better. That word "Sorry" can't replace that vase you broke or possibly replenish the monetary amount spent on that vase (if applicable) and it is expected that it would right all the wrongs. Logically, that is a pretty stupid idea to forgive someone given what "Sorry" is expected to do. But surprise surprise, Christianity uses forgiveness as part of its central doctrine among other things. Why? I'm no scholar but if Christians are to mimic God who is of relationships (God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit and of course God, Jesus and Man), forgiveness is the only way. One is willing to forego all the material, physical and emotional loss for the sake of keeping the relationship and it works for both the victim and the wrong-doer. How interesting and wonderful. The part of the way of life of a Christian is taking that counter-intuitive method and makes it the norm. In fact Jesus has said this in the Beatitudes in Matthew 5:38-48.

Matthew 5:38-48 (New International Version)

An Eye for an Eye

³⁸"You have heard that it was said, 'Eye for eye, and tooth for tooth.' ³⁹But I tell you, Do not resist an evil person. If someone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also. ⁴⁰And if someone wants to sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. ⁴¹If someone forces you to go one mile, go with him two miles. ⁴²Give to the one who asks you, and do not turn away from the one who wants to borrow from you.

Love for Enemies

⁴³"You have heard that it was said, 'Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.' ⁴⁴But I tell you: Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, ⁴⁵that you may be sons of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. ⁴⁶If you love those who love you, what reward will you get? Are not even the tax collectors doing that? ⁴⁷And if you greet only your brothers, what are you doing more than others? Do not even pagans do that? ⁴⁸Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.

And part of love is to forgive. Counter-intuitive law humanistically/logically but a central command and lifestyle in Christianity. Help me to learn to forgive...

On a brighter note, after this whole fiasco, I came to another revelation about what just happened. The "victim" is now ready to make the next big step and I will certainly be waiting for that time. It's one of those things where you know it will happen, it's just a matter of time. *listens yonder* Is that Mendelssohn's Op. 61?

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Thu, 14 May 2009 03:06:46 GMT

After lecture...

T        : She sucks at explaining!
Juwen: Really now? You think that she is that bad?
T        : Yeah, she's bad man
Juwen: This is considered alright already. I've seen worse. I'd prefer her over the other guy. I asked him a question and he can barely answer
T        : I'd prefer the ones online like on Youtube...
Juwen: Hello!! Those lecturers are on a waaay different league, you can't expect her to have the same level as them
T        : Harvard lectures man!
Juwen: Then what are you doing here then? Go to Harvard lah
T        : You have a point...

Some people just don't think during the lectures. That's fine in some cases but it is also not fine to continue whinging about their apparent lack of teaching or explanation skills when you took home what the lecturer wants you to bring home anyway. Comparing them with famous lectures and expect yours to do the same is not allowed or even possible. So count your blessings for you have no idea what you've got or haven't got in this case. Pretty immature for a second year student.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Wed, 13 May 2009 15:22:10 GMT

Recently my mother has been pushing me to apply for permanent residency (PR) which is kinda odd considering that what she meant to say is "Stay there in Australia and don't come back for work". That sort of goes against most parents wishes for their children, to not come back home. So, just like any other obedient son does, I checked am I good to go for application (in theory). After all, it's a way for me to remain here just in case my PhD doesn't work out for me which is a plus. Hours of reading and calling, I finally came to answer. The answer is so close yet so far. Part of the difficulty of getting the PR is obtaining enough points to even begin applying but thankfully I satisfy that rather easily. BUT but, there is this one tiny little clause that just messed up my application plans. I need to study for at least 2 years in Australia (check) but I must apply within 6 months from the date of completion of that study. Oh dear. Which now puts me in a very interesting position and I must pursue one (or even a few) of many options. Either I buck up on my current research, change topic now, burn $50,000 or go back home.

Essentially, I am now threading on a very fine line between two countries. On one hand if I choose to buck up or change topics, that'll ensure that I will be in Australia for at least another 2-3 years. On the other hand, if I choose not to go ahead with my PhD, I will need to take another 2 year course so that I can remain here and have a shot at a PR at the end of the 2 years which will involve burning $50,000 of my parents money (that course currently is Masters in Computer Science in coursework. I know Donny will be half-jokingly poking me to that direction, to join the dark side ). The easiest and probably the most escapist sort pathway is to go home but my mother doesn't seem to like that option.

A classic fight, half-fight-half-money or flight scenario. So divisive. So tough.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Sun, 10 May 2009 14:38:09 GMT

Today was one of the few days in life where the entire day was just one mystery after another.

Starts off in the morning where I played bass for church as usual and again as usual I begin to mash the frets as much as I could to find some kind of sound that I might stick with. Thanks to new found insight on pentatonics, I just started whacking anything semi-sequential on the pentatonics making that whatever happens I'd still make it to the root note no matter how weird it sounds. Most of the time it was so-so with a few "Huh?" moments but on playing the last hymn, whatever I mashed seemed to click well on the bass. It was like a short glimpse of being in the bass zone *ominous theme sound*. After the service ended, I was like "How did that happen?" and apparently at least one person had noticed the bass was different from the usual single notes. Tim came up to me and said the bass was good and I said thanks while giving him the "Really, I have no idea how that happened" look. It was also a bit bad since he said that he was intrigued by the bass that he found it a hard time concentrating on singing. Maybe I should go back to single notes.

Ping Han cheated me for 6 years. Not cool man. Not cool.

Anyway, lunch with a big group of people. Very rare since I usually skip lunch to play for second service. I sat in the middle of a very long table full of OCFers and guess what? There was the right side clique and the left side clique with me not belonging to any. The right side comprised of the usual group of people that hang out on a very regular basis and so do the left. Mystery #2: How much more disconnected can I be from the OCFers when I can't be in any group of regular people to talk and do stuff than I am now? And people move on very quickly at 25. A million of your peers are getting engaged/married and they have their own "support" group, people with cars or getting cars, people who go on roadtrips and come back glued to each other etc. And I'm not in any one of these. That doesn't mean to say that I do not have a group. I have one very regular group, problem is that it's not the same. People can't live on just one group of friends forever. This group I'm in are pretty much outside LSCC and OCF. The dilemma comes when I'm serving a lot in OCF but yet I don't have that many close friends anymore. It makes you feel that it's a bit pointless, that I'm serving the OCF body but not the members in it which is probably more important. At that point, I felt slightly depressed to be with everyone but really with no one. Regular OCFers should have a few groups of friends within OCF to do stuff with but I'd like to think I'm severely lacking in this. And I wonder, is it because that I'm not out there as much as I should be or is it that the demographics have change drastically from the yesteryears of OCF or is it a natural progression as you age in OCF? In everyone of these possibilities, there is always a counter argument against it and that sucks because now I don't know what to do specifically.

Then there are the ups of the day. Was talking to Barbara about the above and we've had a fairly good talk about it since we are both experiencing this, to some degree. We talked after lunch, during basketball and after basketball on what's going on and what to do about it. I felt relieved after talking about it about most of the issues except for the whole serving bit. But nonetheless, it was good.

We then bumped (or rather they bumped into us) into 2 friends while we were still talking outside College Square and we chatted for another long while. It soon came as a shock to me one of my friend's parents are doing an arranged marriage for her. That was a first for me. I've never really known anyone personally that had been in an arranged marriage before apart from rumours. Second surprise is that, in her small village or collection of villages she is unbelievably well connected with very high position people. So much so that if the wedding were to continue, it would reach to at least 200 tables for the dinner, and that's just one side of the family. I don't know whether to believe it or not but well a lot of things that she says are so extraordinary about her life that I really find it hard to believe any of it. Anyway, apparently the guy that the parents picked was a good guy etc etc stuff only they would know but he is also working as an agent in, what I think would be the Taiwanese version of the CIA. Apart from a slightly dangerous occupation, he ticked all the right boxes in the sight of the parents and were really hoping for her to agree to marriage. Mystery #3: She is still very skeptical about the whole arranged marriage thing (fair enough) but fundamentally she doesn't want to get married. Prime reason, she doesn't like children (in her words, children are evil). That really defies a lot of my preconceptions about her and females in general. She cannot really stand children screaming and tantrum-throwing and what nots from small children and can't really imagine having children of her own because of that. This is definitely a minority among the girls to say that they don't want to be married and/or have children and she says it with such conviction that it's not funny. To be honest, I was taken aback quite hard when she said that and I really don't have the words to describe what a paradox this is. I'd have to spend more time picking her brains on this. For guys to say that they don't want to marry and all that, I can sort of understand but to hear it from a friend just stunned me. And still does until now.

Speaking on marriage, the other girls (I was the only guy there) expressed that they want to get married and have children (no surprises there). That got me thinking, why is it that most girls always have the desire to get married/have children? Is it a deeply engraved motherly instinct in all, if not most, girls or is it very loosely influenced by culture? Or could it be just a longing to experience love in its many different forms just as all humans want to experience love? To be married means to know that there is someone who will love you and will show it in a very loosely regular basis (in theory) and to have children is an avenue to express love to your progeny and in turn experience love back in a slightly different form as compared to your partner (ditto). Regardless of the true reason why girls have that desire, the same sorts of reasons do not necessarily apply to guys just on the mere observation that there is a bigger proportion of guys who don't want to get married/have children than girls. Why the discrepancy in numbers? Does that mean that guys need to put in more effort as compared to women when it comes to getting married/having children? But that question either has a "irrelevant" or "subjective" answer to it, I suspect. Still the question remains as to what is the reason behind the difference in thinking/feeling about marriage and children. Mystery #4.

On that note, Happy Mother's Day

Thinking too much in one day. Need to play some brainless games. Brainzzzz....

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Sat, 09 May 2009 12:12:23 GMT

It's been awhile since I have updated this so it's about time that I started doing so.

This week was movie mania man. Watched X-Men: Wolverine on Tuesday and Star Trek on Friday.

X-Men: Wolverine was something that I have been looking forward to since they are debuting my favourite character Gambit. After watching the movie, I was quite disappointed to say the least. First, the pros. The action was good and a fairly nice spread of mutants to observe. Unfortunately, it stops there. The cons: some plot scenes were very cliched and there were quite a few of them. My favourite character, though looking very cool and the portryal of his mutant powers were more realistic than what I had in mind, had very little exposure. Granted it's a movie about Wolverine but his appearances felt like an afterthought. Deadpool was killed of fairly quickly and not a very innovative way for a multi-powered mutant. Ryan Reynolds was in the film. The girls who watched the film enjoyed him being in the movie because he is hot and a funny guy but really, as far as I'm concerned, his antics in the movie felt unnecessary. Overall, I think it still didn't cut it for me as a good movie which made me think that the earlier X-Men movies were better (and I thought that they weren't super either)
Rating: 6 / 10

Star Trek was a movie Yee Meng and I were exicited about (add my sister too), because we grew up with watching Star Trek so it was interesting to see how this movie goes. I wasn't too impressed by the previous Star Trek movies starting from First Contact and it is with the cast that I am more familiar with from the TV series Star Trek: The Next Generation. This one is the prequel to the Original series back in the '60s which I haven't watched any of it. After watching Wolverine, Star Trek is waaaay better than Wolverine. For a movie that has such a long history about the Star Trek universe which only the hardcore sci-fi fans would be able to identify, it does a pretty good job entertaining the new comers who only think that Spock either relates to Dr. Benjamin Spock or some mispronunciation of a spork without throwing them the whole book of Star Trek history at them. Pace of the movie was well balanced with a good load of dialogues and action and the same time. The cast portrayed the characters well and as a treat for the hardcore fans, the person who played Spock in the original series was also part of the cast. Eric Bana as the enemy, the witty Simon Pegg as Scotty, Zachary Quinto as Spock, John Cho as Hikaru Sulu and others were excellent. Plot was linear but still interesting. There were a few tiny bits about the ending that feels a bit funny and again feels like an afterthought but it doesn't really affect the rest of the movie. Action can be intense and some of the space ship battles can be a bit hard to follow with shaky "camera" movement. So many things done right that could have been done right in Wolverine, only difference is that Wolverine didn't and the results speak for themselves. For those who are going to watch but don't know anything about the Star Trek universe, it's ok and who knows? You might suddenly become a Trekkie yourself. Anyway, if you are watching it, it's a bit more fun to go/invite that geeky friend of yours to tag along in case you need some questions after that about the rest of the Star Trek universe.
Rating: 9 / 10

Today, we went go-karting. It was fun altough quite cold. It's been a long time since I've go-karted, the last and first time was when I was 16 and I didn't have a driving license yet. Now with several years of driving experience I'm more equipped for the job. Qualifying round I managed to get 4th place which is not bad. Unfortunately, that 4th pole position was short lived as 5 seconds into the race, the 5th person knocked me and I spun out and suddenly I was at last place. Managed to chase back to 8th position out of 15. I was fine with that but when I described what had happened to the 5th person (he got 5th in the end) he made it sound like it was my fault that I brake when we were going around the first turn. Turns out that he never used the brakes at all which is a big no-no man. And he still thinks it's my fault. Plus apparently he overtook people even when the warning lights came on. So not ethical man. But other than that, it was fun. Jordan is a pro man. He got first position during the qualifying and first in the race, he was untouchable. Insane. It was also a funny thing because the top few people had quite a lot of facial hair with Jordan looking a lot like the stereotypical picture of Jesus. Someone made a joke to Jordan, "Did you pray to become like Samson ah?". Good fun, hope to do it again.

More news on my tabs...
Surviving a head shot, go make some tea
Why superheroes have a connection with the Jews? Interesting article
This is a prime example of what caring Christians should look like...and not like this
Interesting article on the difference between beauty and sexy-ness
Obama never fails to be cool, he's a Trekkie