Is it just me or Rats in particular...?

I return from a long vacation, filled with networking, adventure and well...wanderlust. But As I returned, a sense of turmoil began ravaging my body. As such power is expelled from the vessel, the vessel will experience emptiness in return.

A weakness that makes one sensitive by touch ...as well as mind. It made me wonder deep in thought of how my life has gone and what I have achieved so far...

I have always been living in the shadows of others. Uncles and aunts always know me by my brother's name or relate me to him. I am always second and below, never first in school or running as I either did not want fame or could not achieve it at all. And when I do win, it is because the first person forfeited. Everything in my life, from the clothes to the perks that I enjoy is not originally worked by me, or given for me. I am always second in line, what RPGers know as 'the son of a Hero'.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the perks and my life,I have lived an immortals life, but it pains me to know that I will always get things not under my own accord.

And believe me i've tried. Learning musical instruments, self-defense courses, everything I've tried never usually finishes. Will I be able to achieve something that I can be proud of? When can I be respected as myself and not be the shadow of someone else?

I sit here this morning suffering a massive jetlag, drained to the bone, unable to move or sleep... and so I do what I can only do, write, write like the confused person unable to choose between blood and the freshest mountain water ever tasted. Will there be a time that I can call one 'my own and know that it is no one elses?

Or perhaps the change of mindset should start from inside me? to accept graciously everything that comes into life.

'An immortal is measured not by how long he lived (That is just absurd), but by his capacity to love.' This is explained in the song by Queen 'Who wants to live forever'. To live in a world of mortals. If you give your heart to one, he/she will definitely grow old and die. But as an immortal, you will live on. And there will come a time where you can no longer bare loving another, as the feeling of losing one's heart again and again will drive one mad. You would no longer want the perk of living forever, even if it gives you the chance to see the future. You will no longer want to be indestructible for you know that a world without love is meaningless.

Even as a mortal, it pains to see a love one leave the world. For you know that you will miss the person. Some would wish they'd never met or loved as it would ease the pain or have no pain at all. Others would cherish the time that one lived but would foreva be in one's memory and never return.

I for one am not good at mind games and don't know how to react to traps. And so I have lived a cautious life, never giving my heart out to anyone. In return, I lived a nomadic life without purpose and commitment. But because of that, I developed a keen eye on things, tricks and trades by observation. With one clue, I can tell that something is wrong. Problem is, I don't know what to do with it. So I usually put a blind eye and act I never saw anything. Its always best for everyone. Usually everyone but me.

My journey to Australia, made me realize that I had to come out of the shell and be burnt. I already have, but can I withstand this wildfire that I have for so long been protected from? I will continue...to see what happens, But I don't know how well I can take this...but I guess I have to start somewhere.

Another strange dream...

This dream started with a scream....of my nephews...and then a presence of my mom walking into the room...I tried getting myself up but, I was still drowned in sleep. Eventually I got up did a lil chatting and slept back again...

I just got off the plane and was looking for the dark lord when I arrived at the resort by car. It seemed like a double story house with a fantastic kitchen and a wooden railing upwards. I was told that the darklord was at the jetty sailing. When I got there, there were 3 water vehicles in the shape of killer whales which swam really fast. Instead of The DArklord who emerged from the water crafts, two other high school mates of mine were there.

They told me that the darklord was in the building next to the lake. And so I went up to the place and found the darklord. One invention was the spiral steps that reconstructs itself from a rack.

"The East and West ends are good investments" he said.

I found myself in a car driving back, and then trying to pump some gas at shell.

What does it mean? too much imagination...(exactly hahhaa)

Beast foreva stays a beast

Spent a day shopping for baby clothes and accessories with a bad headache. It got me thinking of what a monster I have become...Around me, I see love everywhere, my brother and sister in law, their married friends, their children, my nephews, every deed by everyone showering their love.

Adam thought me over the baby swing, that in order for the swing to work it's wonders, you must let go. I have been so obsessed in hooking up with the one i care so much about, I have forgotten why i didn't hook up in the first place.

The greatest love one could ever give is the selfless and unconditional happiness for the other. So many years I have denied myself cardinal pleasures of being in love....I can barely feel anymore. I have but weeks before I no longer able to stand out and do something for my own benefit and future...

This maybe the headache talking, but I will never be able to think straight again, I'm skewed by lust gluttony and sloth, this is my final gasp for oxygen... before I lie back and wait for the water to overwhelm and drown me...

haha stupid rants again....bloody headache...

Chinese New YEar In Canton, USA

mmm good morning, its 0727 in Canton, Michigan. Had one of the wierdest yet bestest dreams I could ever have. I was in a school kind of place, run by samurai overlords. We had to escape from this place without being seen. After much running on roofs, hanging on window ledges, and hiding ontop of exhaust air ducts on the ceilings. I finally manage to escape.

There were other people as well, and when I returned to the facility to rescue another, it was in the shape of a shopping mall. There were two levels down ant about 3 above me. It was perceived to be a Jaya Jusco branch.

Before long, I was in the middle of a stadium trying to save the world from falling black looking asteroids.

Through out this dream i woke up a couple of times hence the difference in scenario...

I was in a room That seemed to be a holy place of some sort. A girl who helped me before in the previous dreams was in trouble. Her husband has just died leaving no will. She is the 3rd and last wife who has bore him no children so far. 1st and 2nd have children and would happily ditch her as they are 'best friends foreva'..somehow tat phrase was mentioned.

So anyway there was a person who wanted to walk out, but then a smelly old homeless stood and wished to walk in. In shock the guy accidentally presses the close button inhibitting the homeless to come in. Feeling wrong for it was a house of charity and compassion, we rushed to open the door. Unfortunately, all we could find was a black gorilla leaving the scene. We chased the gorrilla and ended up in a school bus. Looking out to our left hand side, we seeked the gorilla.

But all we saw was a brown cloaked Holyman, 2 3-toed sloths. Soon we gave up, and I began chatting with B. We talked about hols plans in a couple of months. We joked and laughed. A kid left a bus...I somehow moved to the front of the bus with my friend as we started holding hands. The kids didn't like the 13-pg stuff and started poking my right side everytime i turned away. I tried placing a pillow to protect my side but it was in vain. Soon 4 of them stood up wanting to leave the bus. But they kept threatening to poke. And then as another left the bus, I woke up.

I know it doesn't seem like it maked any sense, But I have not had such an intricate dream for a while. Many things that I wanted to say to my friend, I did, to me it was the most wonderful Dream I have had this decade... packed with action, suspense, romance, and mystery... or am i just thinking too much?

anyway hope what i did will come to be reality...Happy Chinese Year 2007,,...Golden Pig

HAPPY VALENTINES!!! PPL

Now usually I spend valentines, text messaging ppl's girlfriends to wish them Happy Vals. But this year is different...something has changed...both in me and a special someone...

Im like, not in Malaysia and my phone is on Roaming. To tell you the truth, One MUST spend at least 1 valentines in Europe! The atmosphere is just astounding! Guys waiting for girls with roses in their hands. Couples meeting up, hugging kissing necking.. high embraces, shoulder embraces, lower embraces... Hugging each other for warmth...so romantic.. Im in love with the way they do things here. I would like just once, to take my love one here...to meet up, go for a lovely dinner somewhere, and then watch a play or a musical...truly magnificent. And later in the night, we take a long stroll down to our hotel, pushing her up against the wall and necking her before whispering some giggles and sugar into her ears. Then we head up to our room, make out a lil, mouthing 'I love u's every moment our mouths partially part and then cuddle in bed until the morning break.

Imagine walking along rivers and bridges, admiring, the scenery and each other's company. Amsterdam, London, Venice, or Enjoying the night on top of the Empire State Building or underneath the Eiffel Tower. If a girl did that to me, I'd just eat her alive...ravaging every single inch of her skin. Forgive me for being a Taurus, I just so enjoy the beauty of things.

Unfortunately,
this Valentine, I spent the evening with a guy friend...not to say anything but its kinda sad having dinner with someone of the same sex preference as you on Valentines day unless of course you're taken and are millions of yards away from your partner, which is the case. But this is still wrong. We had dinner at Misato's waiting for about 30 mins, eating, went for a walk and then a play...and ended up sleeping at his place. NOW do you get how sad this is?

Hello Trials of 2007

Hi folks, welcome back...Now time for new resolutions,

1) Learn to have empathy
2) Learn to be capable
3) Learn to be bad...

To tackle the first empathy can only be done by having a relationship with another and develop a connection where you know what the other wants. Getting a Girlfriend is one, Getting a job is another.

Both allows the 2nd resolution to develop as well. But the 3rd can give variable results for both. Unfortunately since Im traveling, getting a job was out of the question.

Recently however, I met up with a dear friend...and we kicked off some how... I still am blur until today... but I would like to believe we kicked off...

The Trial?
It was 2 days before my departure for UK and even more alarmng valentines is around the corner!! Oh Goodness am I the worst Boyfriend or wat? I managed to arrange something last minute, but I dunno whether it will work. I dont have the cash to send her flowers...as i keep thinking flowers are like the least practical thing to be given as a handgift...its like leasing a property from nature...and then after 3 days your 300 dollar investment...goes down the well compost heap

Please forgive my practical thinking, but i was brought up in a family that had to think twice before upgrading a computer, or change a new handphone. Tats probably why, I've never been hitched.

Apart from that I have been given a mission. To learn wat i can in the working world. So tat in 2 years time, the Dark lord shall gather his minions, and the Dark Empire shall rise to conquer Kayelle city!!

okay goodnite

I guess this is goodbye...

Dear readers (no matter how few),

I guess the last post didnt really turn out that well as a Goodbye entry at all. In truth, I was never really good at saying those words truthfully. Probably because I never really wanted to say them.

These two years of living in Australia, and four years in Monash, have been the BEST years of my life. I really mean that. I have learnt so much, gained so much, missed so much and above all Loved so much. And even though I have suffered trauma, sorrow, hate and politics; I never regretted being apart of them. I am proud to wear what I have experienced with great pride.

To me, Melbourne was a good 'home course' for me. With such crisped environments, it thought me the basics of living without the cloud of corruption. Here everything was clear, and effective, cause and effects were understandable even up to ant management.

But most importantly were the people that touched my life. Everyone, from people who uttered a light raise of the eyebrow, to great friends who I live with, to those who appreciate what I do, the lady that showed me that materialistic things were not everything, and to my darling (KL,Malaysia) who supported me through the years. Please know that even though I may seem cold-fished and speechless, it is because what you have done for me is beyond what I can say or describe.

And with relations to what you have done for me, I would like to apologise for being difficult to anyone for any reason that you were not happy about me. It maybe for my strange taste of music, malleable brain for movies, or my obsession with 86s or wooden sticks. If any of these were a nuisance to you, I ask for you to forgive me. I pray that I am able to better myself, no matter how slow but do tell.

Last but not least, to the tenants of Tenten Bayview Avenue 2006, Dinner group of Bayview Avenue, Party members, Chefs, drinks providers, doritos bringers, and even sleeping members; and The Tenten Bayview Monument itself...Thank you so much for having me as part of your life. The things Ive learnt, the people Ive met, The reason of me being a better person is because of you! I Love you all (no matter how politically incorrect for half of you), Thanking for Making The Difference in me.

As this entry comes to a close, so shall this blog become an archive for all the "master piece" of my rants in the last year come to a close. I wish this to be a memory that I can come back and laugh at "Hey can you believe how Fing stressed up I was about the nut and bolt not fitting, if I only knew then that I'd have to screw thousands of them every day for the rest of my life hah ah aha". Thank you blogreaders (no matter how many you are) for staying in touch. Thnx for being my friend... good....by...hope to meet you in the future....

Thus ends the epic Chapter of the Trials of Trius

Time, Torment, and Torture. These were the three Trials Trius had to overcome. And then was the final test. One that could tear down Trius' Ideals forever...

These trials were not shallow, it brought Trius' mind of the past, present and the future together. One Ideal to realize his true fate (or what you optimists know as .... Destiny).

Through thick and thin, Trius has always thought that failure was not an option. That it was dishonorable to fail. Closing his mind from failure, he learnt nothing. The later it took to fail, the larger the consequence would become. Realizing that, he made a protective shell a second ego that made others think he was but a useless person, one who would be acceptable to fail. But in his mind, he was losing his identity.

Then came the present - 2 years. He wanted but was untouchable. But there was a force that was trying to teach him. Other side trials came and swept him off balance. He felt his first failure. But his unconcious promise to Travel Down under kept him from giving up made a difference. And the hope that was thought dashed...lived again.

Present dAy,

He wasnted but was just beyond his grasp. But there was a force that again tried to teach him. He felt his second failure. But his unconcious Will to keep his parent's schedule again kept him from giving up. It made a difference.....And the hope that was thought dashed...once again return.

So what is this theme of Trius' destiny. A destiny chosen even before the realization of his name. Trius....forever trying....no matter what. Hope no matter how bleak, will always exist if we don't give up, keep trying keep doing and success will follow!

This is his curse, his destiny, to try twice to succeed. And one day, we would finally be able to grasp the untouchable...

As this Chapter draws to a close... I would like to thank everyone for reading my ramblings, rantings, antics, and yet support me time and time again. I Love you all....

Next Life chapter ... http://triustravels.blogspot.com

Trius heads to the Light...and See's JigSaw - Part 2

November 30 came... the powersaw sliced through the his throat like butter. Gagging he pressed the play button of the tape recorder that he had in his hand.

"Hello Just,

If you are hearing this, then I must be dead. And you have just doomed yourself into another test. If you could have just forgiven me. Now you must face a new test that will test your wits.

Justin, there is just one more game I would like to play. Monday there will be a final paper, a supplimentary paper that you must take. Take this and pass, and you will be able to graduate in time for Christmas.

However, fail and you will have to retake the entirely new modification of exams that will last till the end of next year. You will lose your already withered wings to fly, and the Will of your parents to keep you afloat.

The Choice is in your hands Justin, in your hands!"

ARGH!! I slammed my hands on his already immovable abdomen.

"SCREW THIS!! Even if I become an undergraduate for the rest of my life! I'll definately break free and be a Leader!! I am not afraid !!! BRING IT ON!!!"

"Assuming that you accept this challenge, you will go to Room G15/31 and do the test that will commence at 9.15 am on the 4th of December. Study well..."

Trius Trembles

Tis' mere hours till the answer to wether or not Trius will be able to be free himself from his first test. His entire life has flashed over and over again through his mind. A pattern finally showed. It has happened before again and again as if cursed with the same loop of fate.

1) Everytime Trius sets himself to work hard, half way through, an easier option appears and the steam is let off in relief with the new and better option.

2) Everytime Trius meets an untouchable chick, he is bound to get in trouble with a test the next semester, usually something related to math.

3) Trius is a total whimp...

4) Trius grows in strength in the south but lose independence and determination when he returns to his homeland.

5) Trius never completed his training, but instead merged wat he learnt together.

These are the five main characteristics that has haunted Trius for half a decade, must have been the Brahman in Nepal that gave me the red dot on my forehead and I refused to pay cause i had no change.

THe question now is, will I graduate and continue my journey to the far lands?

Or will fate hold me back forcing me to turn to the dark side of attachment?

Trius heads towards the Light...and See's JigSaw!

"Hello Just,

I want to play a game. The rules are simple, Get through the four mazes alive and you will be free to go. Each maze is unique. You have four years to complete them. Once the time is up, you will cease to exist. Imagine, everyone you know, everyone you love no longer acknowledging your existence. Can you live with that? Let the Game begin.

Oh did I mention, your lecturer will be Dr. Abdul Mazid."

Four years later. I stand before a medical bed. My torturer for four years lying on it. I have waited forever for this moment. Every single day I have thought of killing him. And now I had the chance.

"Hello Just," He whispered as his turned to me, so fragile and helpless. "I want to play a game. One final test, I am sorry for what i have done to you. On the counter is an assortment of vicarious tools of which you can use to kill me. Or if you can truly forgive the man who has caused you all this pain and suffering. You can leave and take your chances in the outside world as a new man,"

I browsed at the assortment of power tools on the counter. Powerdrills, deburrers, sharp pointy things. I came to realise that he was totally under my mercy. I had nothing to lose except my chance to kill the man I hate. Or could there?

"This is your last chance. Just, walk away, our fates are linked. Forgive and let live," What the hell was he to threaten me with such a statement. If he died, Nothing else would matter. Or would it? Did he know something that I did not? "Please Just do this for yourself," He pleaded.

"I forgive you," I heard my rageful mouth utter. I grabbed a large power saw and started it up. He starred at me offering his fragile neck. Was I to give in to my hate and strike down this unarmed man. Completing my fate and journey to the Dark side? The Answer....November 30th...

Trius finds the darkness of light....

Wish my thesis was about pagan lore and all those interesting stuff. I would love to know those stuff so much. I came across an article while researching for my book. Biblical punishments in Hell.

Broken Pride on the Wheel,

Placed in freezing water to calm the Envy,

Dismember Anger Alive,

Thrown into Snake Pits to cure Sloth,

Put in pots of boiling oil to flush Greed,

eat rats, toads and snakes to Stop Gluttony with food poisoning,

and Smothered in Fire and Brimstone to burnout Lust.

Now check it out, they all make sense unless you head to Asia.

In Asia, these would be considered Heaven.

Broken on the Wheel, sounds like Dominatrix shit to me. Placed in freezing water? If David Blaine could do that, Id be pretty impressed with him too. Dismembered alive, well no fight there. Snake pits well u'd be shot into fame too if u had a life of a Zoo keeper. Boiling Pots of oil, if u can parade your Kungfu skills in the street with that, you'd get some money too.

Now these two, Gluttony and Lust. If you mix them together you'd get a pretty Good Feast in Asia. Ppl pay Big Bucks for delicacies like these. Beggar's Rat, Toad and Snake...mmmm YUM!!

I'll continue serving as the Blackhole, but I'll start working on my lust to get a time of my life...lol

Trius' outlook for Malaysia Rant

Hey guys,

Yea u guessed it right,

Its ranting time.

Come to think of it, i never really needed to rant. But I guess ppl change, and I changed from a blue book diary to a black-page blog.

"Captain's Blog Stardate 1234567.20 with 2 signficant figures. went to bambi.com this morning in hopes of cute deers, skunks and rabbits but was greeted by cats and beavers instead."
tats jus a lil joke, i tell it everytime.

Now, every once in a while (usually exam periods during the process of studying) a totally unrelated thought starts in my head. It grows out of proportion and i end up losing my concentration. Usually I dismiss the thoughts, but it keeps coming back. Thus why i started blogging.

This time its about the future. Our future. Many nations have projected a mission statement, Malaysia's Vision 2020, AUstralia's 2026, God's Apocalypse. All giving hope and fear to the world. Developed countries such as Australia with an organised system will have no real problem working towards their goal.

But what of Malaysia? What is the future of Malaysia? Yes we have a mission statement. But with our current attitude, will our leaders be able lead Malaysia to the right direction. In my life time I have seen many growing leaders, all who are 100% capable of turning Malaysia's fate for the better. Martin Ooi, Rowan Soh, Chew Eu Jin, and many more who are ready to be there for our country. But is Malaysia ready for them?

'A good Leader is one who has good followers'. Some wise guy(man) said that. And from what I have seen in my time in Monash, it reigns true. A leader can only do so much, one requires arms and feet to make thoughts actions. And that is what Malaysia lacks. Consistent followers.
Now Malaysia is caught between three generations, The headstrong Merdeka men, the slacking sons of heros, and the upcoming leaders of men. The ones who hold dear to the strong values are dying out. Soon Malaysia will be filled with Good leaders with slacking followers.

There will be enough leaders, but no one who would care enough to follow. What would Malaysia be? I feel sad tat many of us who are highly educated will be shifting out from Malaysia to find a better life outside. SOme for better family environment, some for the benefits and strength in money seeing no real hope for Malaysia.

But Let us stop and think. Are we going to abandon our mother who has escaped from many tragedies, suffered from raped, torture and disgrace, went through all of this to raise us to who we are today? Are we going turn our backs on our mother tainted with corruption and politics? Or are we going to return and help our mother rise back on to her two feet?
My friends, I stand before you today, not as a leader, but as a voice of hope. I have faith in you, I have faith in Malaysia, I have faith that one day, we will not be known as the 'Tidak apa' community, but as those who raised and nursed our mother to health. 'The son becomes the father, and the father the son'.

I know that with the political mayhem and dangers that lurk in the streets. it may not be condusive for our wifes and daugthers. Yes I fear for their safety too. But that means that alot of work has to be done. From now on, all our work, all our hopes and dreams, we must channel our professions towards the betterment of our motherland. Everyone has a role, everyone is a soldier, Everyone, is a leader!

Trius' confession

I have a confession to make.... I.... I....

"Suck at Math" (Sung to Live to Win)

am frustrated, degraded,
seriously suck at math.
divisions, transfurmations,
all i want is death...

U ask me how i did today..
Dun wanna lie or f the day,
The stats just kinda gave away...
tat Im gone, i'll be dead ...anyway...

Suck at math!
Cauchy shit, aint just laplace anymore,
Suck at math!
Took a stand, but I fell like leaves at Fall..

Day by day, drifting all a way, math just aint my ball..
But theres another 4 to brawl...
Suck at math.....(Guitar solo)

*Drums..*
Suck!!YEa! MATH!!

Trius' path to self-centredness...My fortune-telling

Hi, just a random note for the record while studying for math..

Being proportionate to the physical status...and inversely proportionate to the status of the mind, the prediction of my fate shall be told. This is my hypothesis.

I will die in hospital of a broken back or some auto-immune system failure like lupus or some spinal disfunction. Paralysis from the neck down...

Judging from my weakness in math, I may as well be one of the most well known mathematicians or say the least one that will work closely with math no matter how ironic it may sound.

And finally my last prediction, I will be a super-p...no Mega-playboy once i enter the working world.

Trius and the World of the Avatar

Again the muse of improbablity has infected my mind. Everytime I sit and do some real work, something inside of me stirs up and starts connecting the dots.

(from: http://www.freewebs.com/gmasangel/ accessed 21st October 2006)

This time its about this cartoon called Avatar: The Last Airbender. It speaks of a realm that consist of four factions, Water Tribes, Earth Kingdom, Fire Nation and the Air Nomads. For centuries, the factions lived in harmony by the Avatar who is master of all elements. But one day, the fire nation raged war on the other nations. And just when the Avatar was needed the most. He dissappeared.

(from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender accessed 21st October 2006)

100 years have past, and two Water tribe siblings stumbled accross a young boy the last of his kind an Airbender named 'Aang'. Could he be the Avatar that was last fortold to be reincarnated into the Airbenders faction? U'll have to see for urself wont u. heheThe Avatar has to learn first Water, the Earth, then Fire to master all elements.

(from: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avatar:_The_Last_Airbender accessed 21st October 2006)

This series is interesting as each faction has powers over the assigned elements which are also associated to a chinese martial art. Taichi with Water, Hung Gar with Earth, Northern Shaolin with Fire, and Ba Gua with Wind.

(from: http://www.musogato.com/avatar/index2.html accessed 21st October 2006)

Its really interesting and I like the concept. The only one tat can reinstate harmony among the other factions. Has specialised powers. Alot like a simplified version of my Triblade story. !!!!! Ive been ripped off!! They even have a Great Divide with a hidden library and a settlement in the desert as well. Compared to my Desert Village Reiht and the monolith which withholds the history of the great battle.

Theirs are powered by elements, mine is by Sins and virtues. See the similarities...oh when can i write something that is original.....

Oh well..how about this...

Art, Math, Science, and Words. Long ago there were four Nations of Knowledge, the Artist, Mathematicians, Scientist, and the Writers. Each nation had men and women who were able to control their knowledge. They were called Knowledge benders. And in each generation only one who becomes the master of all knowledge. The Avatar.

Science, used their knowledge to create diabolical weapons and waged a war on the other nations. And just when the Avatar was needed the most, he vanished. No one knew where he went. Some say that he was never reborn into the Wordbenders.

100 years have passed, and the line of avatars was said to have been broken. But hope was not all lost. Two Artist siblings stumbled across a young WordBender named "Ong". They believe that he is the Avatar that will restore harmony in the World.

ANd this is the story of The Avatar: The last Wordbender! hehehe...OOoo yeah...heh heh heh..

Trying to do da math...

Such was a week filled with downs and ups (in that particular order).

Monday was really a 48 hour day. Working on Thesis slides. Was really beat after that. ..

Tuesday was suppose to be a rest day before the thesis oral presentation on wednesday. Unfortunately i did a 'daniel' and dropped my laptop. It shortcircuited with my presentation still inside ('daniel' is a coined word for when something tat can go wrong goes wrong before an important event). So in order to get it out, I had to go to a place North of melbourne city called Ascot Vale to get my slides out and my computer fixed.

Wednesday, The day of the presentation. Just as everything was alright, a suprize industrial supervisor who was omitted from my project came into play. This gave more tension. But it had to be done. After the presentation, the lecturers seemed stoned as they did not ask any questions. Luckily Cucu threw in a question and thus started some questions rolling.

After such an ordeal, I bummed on Thursday but took a trip north to collect my computer in the afternoon.

Friday, was ball night, and i collected my afterparty ticket and then headed home to get ready.
Dinner Dance was awesome, the dances, the floorshows, and most of all the company. Had a real good time dancing and talking. Then came 12am. Had to reach Amber by 1am. luckily my partner for the night Cassandra was kind enough to send me in. Thank you Cass!



The after party at a club was an interesting experience. Lights, music and action all in a dark room. But shaking in a room was rather pointless felt more comfortable making ppl laugh with 60's dancing.

Ah well. and so was the week. Got home at 4am, talked till 6am and then KOed till the evening next day as we went to watch a movie...called....."someone must die" interesting indeed. Had some initial d fights..dem where did my trueno go?

Finally a night at Rong Yao's place. Playing Kessen 3 and DragonBall Budokai 3...really interesting but was too tried to play much......and so ..it was ..... the end lol

Trius' Troubled Thesis and Friends

"redesign!" a word engineering thesis students dread. It would probably not mean the end of the degree, but honours perhaps.

My committments are piling up. Academic work, math, thesis, dance commitment, MECC commitment, and Kendo. There's so much work, I have no idea how couples manage to keep it going.

Tats something i will never be able to find out. Im so single, theres so many couples around me, its not funny anymore. Its like I could be stepping on someone's skirt if im not careful, and I'de be blacked'eye a couple of times.

But its alright, I dont mind being what i am, really trains one from thinking twice. As long as my friends are happy, I am happy. I admit, its hard living a life of Hang Tuah, but its also eye opening at the same time.

Ah well... tak boleh tahan anymore, cant stand it anymore.

I so wishh to just head back into the mountains and spend my time looking at the scenery, or spend a peaceful time at the memorial. Would be so peace ful....aaaaa.....

Trius and the Omen of the Broken Specs

You may be one who sees the world as just another picture and pass it by. You may think that just because a bug on the wall seems normal, and its nothing really special. You may like taking pictures of maimed apples and colorful bottles of alcohol or perhaps collect cute bottles. Well that is entirely up to you.

What I see and write about the world through my eyes and experience is also entirely up to me. But it is events such as this; significant symbols and turning points in life that shapes the course of history, no matter how insignificant it looked to be.

Thomas Edison, Adolf Hitler, Emperor Shih Huang Ti perhaps, prominent figures in history who caused a great impact in the history of man regardless of how ruthless or unethical they were had at least one turning point in life.

Nonetheless, I am not saying that what has happened may seem significant enought to start something, but I am saying that there is hope. Do not shrug events, as they are powerful in their own way.

So let me take you back approximately 10 years back to the year 1998. It was several months after I was put under probation for reticing an innuendic poem infront of the school assembly. Since then, I was broken. And for some reason, my sight began to fail me too. This was the year when I first got my prescribed lenses.

I would not wear a pair of glasses until form 5,(11th grade if you must). It was easier to travel with, and easier to mantain. It also served as a mask for me. A physical and psychological barrier that kept me in a comfort zone, safe from the world around me.

Years passed, and the mask that I resided in took me in I hid beneath it like Frodo and the Ring of Power. I was powerless to it even though I knew it was wrong to do so. No matter how hard I tried to escape from it, I kept coming back to square 1.

So was there hope? Could I be half the boy I used to be? Let me take you back to the present.

The morning 30 August 2006. I woke up feeling fresher than well almost awhile. Could have been the early night before. 8.15 I got out of bed and went into my bathroom. And there they lay. A tray of items that used to hang on the wall were on the floor, scattered. And with it, my glasses.



Broken.

What was the meaning of this? what have I achieved from knowing this? Forgive my unorthodox way of thinking.



Now, a broken pair of spectacles to you may seem nothing more than just more money to repair or replace. But I choose to see it with a deeper perspective. And even though, it may seem nothing more than say for example a broken vase. If you can take an event such as this and turn it into something you can learn. Then you would have the sight of life.

Many may have a different insight to life. Some with a vice faith to God may say that the meaning of life is to get past this life to be with god again. Others may say that life is just a waste of time. And another might still be searching of the answers to the meaning of Life.

Life to me, is a guide to be the best you can ever be. Life is the medium of which we as beings who control this mind and body learn to better ourselves in everyway possible.

Life is like a multileveled game. You start from learning to walk, talk, feed and feel. Then we move on to interaction, learning self-values, and knowledge. Then we learn to widened our views and networks. And then react to situations so that when we are finally dying in our beds. We have experienced all there is to experience all there is to learn and all there is to be a character that everyone loves and looks up to.

So what DID this mean to me? I would like to think of it as a broken mask. A mask that I have recided for almost a decade now(has it been that long), and now shattered. With this turning point will I be able to turn my life around? Would I be able to find myself prominent to the world let alone my own?



Like a bird with a healed wing learning to fly again, the blind must learn to see again after an operation.

And so the saying goes by a French philospher,

"The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend"

- Henri Bergson (18th October 1865 - 1st April 1941)

One must learn to see the world with these new eyes too.

P.S Wow I could make this into a blog entry just with one event.

The MECC Krispy Kreme Mayhem!!

August 15 2006, The Mechatronics Engineering Clayton Club held their first Career Employment Talk by APESMA, An organisation created as a union for Engineers, Scientists and Managers in Australia. Very much like Engineers Australia is to Australian engineers.

Either way the highlight in the end wasn't really the talk but rather what came of it.

Thats right the Krispy Kreme, a doughnut company from the U.S, it sells like hot doughnuts in AUstralia. Imagine, vehicle waiting time of 2 hours and shop waiting time of 30mins. THere is only 3 outlets in Sdyney, and one in Melbourne, just before Monash Berwick Campus.

So there was the dilemma, out estimated amount of doughnut boxes was about 42 boxes. But with an estimated waiting time of 2 hours IV and 30mins IS, collecting it on the day was a no deal.


So we decided to go the day before! So off we went, Cucumber, Alex and I left at 10 in the morning hoping to catch KK of guard as we travelled Eastwards for half an hour to Narre Warren.

To our suprise, it was a desert. No vehicles in line, 3 customers max in line. Well the Krispy Kreme Kraze must haf died out. Well we took our fair load of 22 boxes, had lunch and headed home.

Having the extra time before class we decided to ...welll play....muahahaha We did



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Oooo that was fun....Considering the ppl consuming this the very next day....hopefully not many will see this before the next MECC event with KK. We promise that we will treat the next batches with more respect....Scout's Honour!!

So yea, the very next day, the talk turned out alright,

The KRispy Kremes brought an interesting effect to the crowd and there fore the event was a success. However, it is still thanks to the committee and the president of the Club that made it all possible...so the next time you want a Krispy Kreme Event, ....who do you call??



P.S. I was never a Scout....:P

Yours in Krispy Kreme...

Trius...