Courtesy doesn't come with wealth.

Well, we often see in dramas that rich people are often the antagonist and how a helpless protagonist keeps getting bullied by the antagonist, just because the antagonist is rich and consequently, powerful.

Yes, these jerks actually exist in real life and some of them, are unfortunately, uglier than what you see in dramas, both aesthetically and also in terms of attitude. It's pretty obvious that money does not come with courtesy in one package and both are purchased separately. Quite sadly, even Malaysians, who are quite well-known for being courteous, have their reputation marred because of a small group of rich assholes who think they can boss people around.

My experience that led to this conclusion, happened to me just yesterday while doing window-shopping in KLCC. Quite normal for wealthy people to frequent this place to flaunt their wealth. So there's this really ugly couple that's walking around KLCC with their equally annoying bodyguard. This dumb couple doesn't know where they want to walk and this dumb guy who is on his phone holding his idiotic lady can't just stop at one corner and continue his conversation without blocking other shoppers. What's more infuriating is this couple's bodyguard with god-level stupidity, pushed me aside when I was walking. Errr, I didn't know that the couple bought part of the shopping complex and I can't walk in their direction. Please, if you can't survive without being knocked into the shopping complex, stay at home and whine. Don't come out and be a jerk. Even if you are a VIP, that doesn't give you any privilege to do such nasty and rude things to others. VIP? Yes, Very Important Pigs you are. Go back to the sty where you belong, thanks.

One other infuriating issue is that how Malaysians can be so stupid while boarding public transportation. At the same time, their attitude while taking these public transport is downright disgusting. I saw two girls hogging priority seats in the train, reserved for the elderly, disabled and also pregnant ladies. It's fine to take a seat if there aren't any of these people of special needs around. Quite sadly, there was a pregnant lady in the train. And yes, there were two old man in the train too. All they did was sitting down on the seats and tapping away on their phones, ignoring these people that really need the sit more than they do. How disgusting can these people be? I can only wonder.

Nevertheless, the day ended slightly better when I received confirmation on my internship placement. Hoping that all comes out well. More importantly, I do hope my application to Kyoto University is approved in just 3 months to come.

Be nice, people.

Wing

Oh no. No. No. No.

So, it's that time of the month again where I have to be an usher in church again. A bi-monthly affair, actually. Not that I am complaining but there are some things that disturb me.

Plainly, something that I find unsettling is the fact that the most pious of people are usually the ones with the most pathetic and sad personality. Back the to previous round when I was ushering, probably just before Christmas last year, I was quite appalled to see one of my church's senior member did something that didn't really quite agree to the spirit of being a Christian. Although we are all fallen creatures, according to the Scriptures, I don't think that what he did was appropriate. This senior member made a member of the Indonesian congregation (which completed their morning service not long before ours were to start) clean up the church compound which was soiled black from soot, probably coming from people burning offering paper for their deities nearby. It wouldn't hurt just taking the broom to clean up but this had to happen. Totally not cool. Occasionally, I question Christians on their faith. We put so much emphasis on the Word, on Christ and yet we fail to live like servants, like Him. At times, I see people from church are no different from Pharisees. So into the Word but at the same time, so far from it. I have to admit I am not a perfect Christian myself but from a human point-of-view, is this what someone who calls himself or herself Christian should do? I find it a bitter fact to swallow, that many Christians are like that. Partly the reason why I try to avoid joining Christian events. If I am in one, I keep my eyes on Him. It's disturbing to see so many hypocrites in the guise of holy-molies.

That being put aside, life has been pretty smooth, simple and also laid-back ever since finals were over. When my "predicted results" were in, my heart almost fell through the ground, popped up on the other side of Earth and came back to the socket where it belongs. A sharp drop of 0.071 from my previous pointer of 3.957 to 3.886. Statistically, it still puts me in first-class, nothing to be worried about, right? I left the thought for a moment. Enjoyed life nevertheless. Suddenly, this thought came knocking. Unwillingly, I took out my calculator and some paper to do the math (WHO IN THE WORLD DOES MATH ON SEMESTER BREAKS?). Stunned, my calculations show that I scored a measly 3.575. That shocked me for a moment. How? I was always in the dean's list and never have I fell below first-class before. I guess, humans are meant to fail once in a while, no? And there I thought, this is it for this semester. A few days later... Things changed slightly for the better. The pointer increased slightly from 3.886 to 3.956. I couldn't be happier! Guess they were trolling with students, perhaps? I can foresee quite a good Chinese New Year ahead. Who are Monkeys of the Chinese zodiac? Raise your hands and let me hear you holler!

Oh yes. I have not done any shopping for CNY. No new clothes (I wish I had) but as I grow up, I slowly realise that CNY isn't (always) about new clothes, new everythings. You tend to become satisfied and happy just being in the presence of those who you love and care for. (Of course, having Hermes or Gucci for CNY isn't bad, just saying. *winks*) So, in case I am too lazy to blog until who-knows-when, I wish you and your family a warm and blessed Chinese New Year and may prosperity, wealth and love be upon your household throughout this (rather challenging) year ahead and to my non-Chinese readers, happy holidays (or you can always just drop by any Chinese homes and harvest red packers, just pretend like as if you know them!). HUAT A!

Lots of love,

Wing

So much for the enthusiasm. :)

Okay, this post was actually intended for the last day of 2014. However, being New Year's eve, we tend to be a little lazier than usual. Thus, I procrastinated updating my blog up until now. Take that! HIAH!

2014. I wouldn't say it was really an eventful year for me. I turned 22 in 2014. Gone to work as a tuition teacher. Enjoyed a trip to Redang with my former classmates back in Form 6. Pretty much sums up the eventful things that happened the past year.

Rather than being an eventful year, it was more of a year for self-discovery. It felt like every day and every week, there was something new to discover about myself. Like, how patient I have become (no, I am still very impatient, but much better compared to when I was younger). How much a workaholic I am. How much a perfectionist I am. There are many things that I have let go and new insights I have gained. To be honest, I can't recall much at the moment but it's deep inside me. I just have to let you guys know when I come up with another post.

The most important thing that I learned towards the end of the year is: When someone truly loves you, he or she will try his or her best for you. He or she may not succeed but it's the best they'll put in. I tried my best, the other half didn't. I felt upset in the beginning. Why could someone treat me like this. Later on, I realised, my other half didn't really feel anything at all. I was the one imprisoning myself in my own hurt and despair. On the eve of New Year, I finally let go completely. It was tough, gradually letting go throughout November up to the last day of the year.

I also removed many "contacts", especially on Facebook and my phone. It is really just the right time to remove all the clutter and mess from my life. People who don't take the effort to catch up with you don't really need to know what updates you have. As such, my life is made easier. I only see people I love and care for. Chat with those actually care for me and vice versa. 2015, may not be a very smooth sailing year. I am not going to ask 2015 to be nice to me (like some other idiots do). I am just going to grow with the challenges and see where the tides and the winds will bring me.

And those of you who know me personally, wish me luck! I am applying to go to Kyoto for a scholarship program to complete an 8-week research course under a researcher at Kyoto University. Optimistic but not putting too much hope. Let's hope all things fall into place.

Love you peeps.

CHIcken WINGs

Jelly beans. JELLY BEANS!

Now that I have gotten your attention (yes, jelly bean lovers), I can now go on to sharing my post. No, it doesn't really have anything to do with jelly beans, how to make them or how they look like. That is what happens when you no longer have a relevant title to use and you end up putting something really random just to gain some attention.

How's life, you ask?
Life has been pretty good, except for the occasional downs, especially when it comes to the uncertainty involving relationships. Let's just say, I am in a complicated relationship now. It's like not being able to commit to a relationship with each other, but at the same time having a feeling of adoration for each other. It just feels like drowning but you are not really drowning. Or let's take another example: You feel the poo poo coming out but it decides to stay at your rectum or closer to the exit.

Anything interesting lately?
Well, yes! Mum got me a G-SHOCK watch, which I totally love. Been wanting one for quite a while now and you could say I am a happy boy. And of course, with lots of cheap books and Big Bad Wolf is just around the corner, I can't wait to shop 'til my pants drop at the book fair. Furthermore, with the yuletide season just a month away, there's lots of stuff to look at. If you're planning to get me gifts, I dare say you could give me anything with Doraemon, Ultraman, Pokemon or Bleach-themed anime and cartoon gifts. A bag would be great, or some really strange but sophisticated looking garment. Dropping by Pavilion and Fahrenheit 88 the other day really made my wallet drool but thank goodness I was able to hold back... Just for that period of time, though.

What's going to happen in the nearest time to come?
Exams! EXAMS! *pulls hair* No wait I don't have much hair. Yes, finals is just around a jiffy away. Scary. With all the assignments piled up skyscraper-high, combined with finals so near it smells like you could just smell someone's fart, it's going to be really hectic. Like. HECTIC. HAG-TICK. Ooo, ticks.

And you, yes you, a pretty and hot. (whoever that's reading this)

CHIcken WINGs

Negative idiotropism.

Tropism, in biology, is a term used to describe the response of plant growth to the stimuli around them. An example is the demonstration that plant shoots grow towards the direction of light, is a proof of positive phototropism. At the same time, the roots tend to grow in the direction of water and gravity, which are both hydrotropism and geotropism.

Which brings me to the title of my blog post. Idiotropism. How I respond to idiots. Obviously, negative idiotropism means I respond negatively towards idiots in the society.

I always believe, as humans, we are all born with the gift of knowledge and ability to think. There may be some unfortunate individuals that are not able to voice their thoughts in a tangible manner (which may be brought about by illness, birth defects and etc), but the rest of us are given the right to think. In a way, we are all born philosophers and thinkers or the highest orders. Quite interestingly, many of us revoke this right for the simpler notion or idea that buying the ideology and philosophy of others can make one's life, much less of a hassle. Yes, we end up being slaves to the idea of others. Sometimes, we are so engrossed and drunk in it, we forget that we, are also truly capable, if not, are better at coming up with even brighter and bolder thoughts. Alas, we lose it all.

So, why did I type all that long-winded stuff that my grandma would consider it her grandma's story? As of lately, I have been reading many news on Facebook (my closest source on information to life outside the campus) and it is quite disturbing to see many university students actually buying the thoughts of politicians and extremists. They seem to love it so much they are lost in it. Gone and never to come back to their senses. Are we so vulnerable and weak? Are we not taught to differentiate between the good and the bad? Lately, good and bad is no longer what you decide but rather, decided for you and you just got to swallow it like a bitter pill, down you aching throat. Confiscation of your freewill to think makes nothing out of you but an idiot. Idiots, I hate.

Truth is, I can no longer stand all these complications, I prefer to remain silent and let natural selection play its role. After all, the strong MAY survive. (It disturbs me that brainless jellyfish have been roaming the Earth since the age of the dinosaurs). I guess that would describe my change in attitude quite recently.

Of course, I am a little heartbroken while writing this today. I have this feeling that he doesn't care anymore. Yes, I am hurt. As much as I deny that feeling, it is real and it is there.

Drama queen shit. Back to work.

xoxo to my readers.

Love,

Wing

New semester, new aspirations?

This coming Monday will be the start of a new semester. More specifically, it will my third year in university pursuing my studies in chemistry.

Throughout the two years in university, I have learned many things, both good, bad and things that are supposed to shape your thoughts on reality. The start of a new semester may just be another facet of life that I will go through and hopefully, learn things the less painful and bitter way.

Last semester, I realised that as much as we want to be the best in what we do, there is a limit to how much we can achieve, given the imperfections of human body, be it in mind, soul or spirit. There's only as much as we can do. (Well, if you watched LUCY, starring Scarlett Johansson, that, I believe, is a mere hoax).

My aspirations are simple. Work hard, be nice to others and just live life in a fruitful way. And in every way, never back down on my own principles just to please others. Lastly, to endure every obstacle, knowing that at the end of the tunnel, I have my reward waiting for me.

How about you?

Tap, tap, tap.

Life hasn't been pretty nice lately. Not really rough, too. Just a little below ordinary, if you consider ordinary a quantifiable value with a constant value of "y", then my line plot is just slightly below it.

Exam results were released not too long ago, about two weeks now? I was shocked but at the same time grateful. I did well for a paper that I did not have sufficient time to complete, namely for spectrochemistry. On the other hand, I did not score stellar results for my favourite subject, which is a total bummer. I loved inorganic chemistry but it turns out that it hates me. This is also the first time that a B+ is appearing on my results transcript. Horrifying. Of course, through all these "scary" incidents, I remained quite calm. I realised that, no matter how hard I work, I am just another human being. I have limits to how much I can understand and learn in a given time. Probably I couldn't not master everything in time. Finally, I accepted it with an open heart.

B+, AHMAGERD!

And just a few days ago, I found out I was rejected (the "relationship" kind of rejected) and I found out in quite an unpleasant manner. It has been bothering me for the past few days already but I think I am finally getting back on track. Sad as I am, but life has to go on and it's not the first time I am rejected.

I found out that Japan has so many beautiful and fun places, we all know it is the home of anime. But again, I am sad. :( *sigh* Radiation poisoning perhaps?

CHIcken WINGs