Thursday, September 10, 2009

Desire







Some things in life are just too good to remain a concept.

11 years on, I feel like that 9 year old kid I was all over again.

Breathe

For all the times that I sound stupid and silly, for when the times my face turns a blush of red, nothing beats the pleasure derived from what comes after. If this is the result of passion, then I'm ready for all the pain that comes with it. For this is the best I can ever ask for.

No longer do I want it in my dreams. No longer do I want it to be just another mirage set in my eyes. I want it to be the lush oasis in the middle of a barren desert. I want to feel it. I want it to be real. Something tangible.

Nothing beats the sensation of feeling the breath of dreams. I know I'm close.

I want to stay here for good. This is my home now.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Wind Tunnel



I got to play with this today. An open circuit wind tunnel. I can see myself spending my years sitting in front of this thing for a long time. The sound it makes is awesome. It's like the sound of an airplane thrusting its engine. And the data that comes off this thing is just phenomenal.

Ahh.. I love wind tunnels.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Stuck In Jacksonville

Cuz my baby's stuck in Jacksonville,
And the ringmaster ain't lettin' her go.
Cuz he said today's a holiday,
And no one's workin' the mail.

But tomorrow he said,
The trucks will roll,
And the men will work,
And your baby will come home to you.

Yeah, yeah,
My baby's comin' home.
Yeah yeah,
We're gonna rock the world,
Just you and me.
Cuz when the night is said and done,
And when the moon's shining bright,
We'll forever rule the world.
Oh yeah!

=D

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Food

While on our way back from Orlando, upon seeing the exit sign to Daytona.

Me: Ahh... Home sweet home.
Jison: What? More like home shit home.

Haha

I went shopping at the Oriental Market at Orlando today. And let me tell you what, I completely suck at shopping for food. Seriously. I literally went around looking at stuff, and saying, "Oh, I think that looks cook-able" and just lob it into the trolley. I'd walk around and just put stuff in, just for the sake of putting stuff in. Now I have 2 trays of drumstick, a tray of chicken tenders, and I don't even know how to fry chicken!! But of course, the fish balls are for my Maggi mee and well, I've got other stuff too, but I completely forgot what they are. =P

Thank Slash for my room mate. He does all the cooking, and he's pretty good at it. Especially if it's meat.

I need to learn how to cook. Seriously. Whichever person who said that cooking is a woman's job is a real fag who deserves a kick up the pants.

Teach me, someone!!!

Ohh.. The drive to Orlando definitely has to be one of the scariest I've ever been in. Yes, not even being a passenger in a car that beat the red light on a busy intersection in KL was as scary.

Right now, we're in the middle of storm season, and when it rains, it rains pretty heavily. So, on our way to Orlando, it started to rain. Usually, when it rains heavily, drivers would slow down to more manageable speeds like around 60kph, and would take extra caution. But here, apparently, they don't. We were doing almost 130kph in a 2002 Corolla, on a slippery road, and we couldn't even see a couple of feet past our bonnet! Even if we wanted to slow down, we couldn't because every one around us was going just as fast, or even faster.Going any slower would have been the perfect recipe for disaster. What made it worse was the huge trailer trucks that were doing around 130kph pumping up copious amounts of water from their wheels and leaving a huge wall of spray in their wake. This created a whiteout. But as a person of science and aerodynamics, I immediately thought of difference in pressure. When an object is moving fast, it creates an area of low pressure around it. And this area of low pressure, if it is low enough, will have the ability to suck you towards that object. In other words, our low mass car, under the right conditions, could have been sucked towards those trucks, and a disaster could have happened. All it takes for one to happen, is just a reasonable pressure difference and bad tires. Going fast in the rain is one thing, but not being able to see where you're going or who is in front of you while speeding, and thinking of all the ways that things could go wrong is just crazy.

But thankfully nothing major happened.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Ooohhhh

I think I should sleep early today. I've been sleeping late, and forcing myself to get out bed every morning for the past two days. Well, it's a good thing when you have nothing to do, but when you have tonnes to do and commit to, well, it isn't a good thing.

Come tomorrow, it will be two weeks since I left home. And how am I getting on so far? Two words. Absolutely great! Seriously. I'm getting more and more comfortable with this place as time goes on, and I'm really enjoying myself here, and for whatever reason, I don't miss home at all. Not one bit. But let's see what its like in a couple of weeks time.

In the mean time, off I go singing my favorite songs into the night again! lalalalala =D \m/

Faceless Man

I spent a day by the river
It was quiet and the wind stood still
I spent some time with nature
To remind me of all that's real
It's funny how silence speaks sometimes when you're alone
And remember that you feel
I said it's funny how silence speaks sometimes when you're alone
And remember that you feel
Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man
Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man

Now I saw a face on the water
It looked humble but willing to fight
I saw the will of a warrior
His yoke is easy and His burden is light

He looked me right in the eyes
Direct and concise to remind me
To always do what's right
He looked me right in the eyes
Direct and concise to remind me
To always do what's right

Again I stand. Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man
Again I stand. Lord, God I stand,
against the Faceless Man

'Cause if the face inside can't see the light
I know I'll have to walk alone
And if I walk alone to the other side
I know I might not make it home

Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man
Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man

Next time I see this face
I'll say I choose to live for always
So won't you come inside And never go away
Next time I see this face
I'll say I choose to live for always
So won't you come inside And never go away

Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man
Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man
Again I stand, Lord I stand,
against the Faceless Man

-Creed-