Strangers again

We walk down together on this path,

We shared our happiness, adrenaline, drama, moments, smiles and laughter.

Then comes separation, anger, jealousy, stalking and regrets.

We try to hold on, but the feeling just became awkward.

Soon we lose contact, and you are just another one of my memories.

I kept the belongings that escape the fire, that was kept elsewhere.

The notes from chocolates dedications, flowers dedications, printed photos, posters, jacket and perfumes.

And even a book, a blue log book and a black album in making that was never complete.

In those remnants our memories are held,

A person I once knew,

Alas, a stranger now.

Just for me

I wrote this song, its not too long,
cause I've been thinking 'bout you,
I wrote this song, maybe I'm wrong,
To be caught up about you.

Khalil Fong

I am not someone who sings well. As a matter of fact I came to believe that I am tone deaf (In singing at least since I often sing mono tone).

I believe singing songs is a rite of life, something we do to harmonize ourselves with the events that passes us each and every day. The tears and joys of past and future, that we hope to one day experience, remember or forget. 

I still remember back in the good old days, I was a member of the choir. Mrs. Koay (Ironically she is not related to me despite having the same surname) recruited all three of us into the school choir group. Back then I had practise, and I sung. 

High school? Not even one bit. I think it was after a talent time audition that Ms. Judy told me that I need to practise more as my singing had no variations in them. I was just on the same tone most of the song. I stopped singing then, gradually in public and then lately stop when I was showering as well. I just hum most of the time. 

Though singing is part of life, and I start singing back, a least in secret. My friends knew I was singing to myself, but they will never hear it. I'm too timid to let them hear it all out.

This past events, this turmoil has led me to write a song. Its not such a long song and when I sang it, it was around 3 minutes long. I'm actually surprise how well it went. :)

So whenever I feel lonely, sad or happy I'll listen to my own recording of this song. Its a song written and sung by me, just for me.

Isn't that nice?

Miles after miles,

I’ll run to the sun,

If I could chase,

A million stars I would,

Looking back and wondering..

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I marked the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost There were times that we face this kind of decisions, in the past or in the present. Years later whenever I looked back I always wonder, would it have been different? How would this affect the people around me, the people I have met or the place I am at right now?  Have I not trode on that path, would I be a different person today. And how would I be now? With a different personality, a different ambition, a different dream, a different perspective? What would be of me? I finally understood what the sentence 'I shall be telling this with a sigh'. In the past, I was told that it was the author regret's that he could not travel both road (or to pick both his options). For me, it is a sigh of wondering what could have been, or would have. Yellow leaves and maple leaves, I bid adieu to thee, For once there were remembrance, For now no longer fresh, One part longing, one part disagreeing, I see the past before me, Walking calmly, gently and slowly, towards the future I seek.

Digimon Battle?

Holidays are here! Weee~ 

Can't remember how I stumble on this MMORPG. Was looking to download Megaman X6 (which ended horribly as there is only a Korean version and the keys can't be adjusted. Seriously? Joystick keys from Z~B?)

Anyway started playing on Monday and manage to get 3 Mega Digimon now. Its starts to feel like horrible grinding now. Some items are so hard to make that I spend two whole days to make a set of 3.

Gameplay is by taking turns, so it kinda resembles the Playstation Digimon World game series. The only thing I don't like is that I have to evolve my digimon every single time (though this can be solved by buying a cash item call Deva aura) and I have to summon my 2 other digimon as well. =/

Manage to meet some Malaysians playing this game and joined a guild which is just for Malaysians :P 

Anyway, My digimon is a WarGreymon and guess who's I'm fighting? A BlackWarGreymon!

Take that Terra Force :D

Oh and notice my IGN is SawamuraSeiji? :) Tribute to Midori No Hibi. Now I just need to find a Digimon that is suitable to take that title.

Grrrrrr....!

I want my cookie back! Grrrr!

I dislike 'beggars' who only comes at a specific time, targets specific people and dress better than I do!

Was eating subway and this lady came in with her baby (She normally lingers around Lidl from 6pm-7.30pm, you wouldn't find her anytime elsewhere.)

Well she came in, walk straight to my table and extended her hand. Knowing her I said no but she shrugs while holding her her baby and say but you have a footlong sandwich. For that instant I though, I'm hungry, I'm a student, I lived on £10 a week (Including telephone bills!), I still manage. Real beggars are actually very easy to identify. They don't walk around poaching people like tigers, are fine even if you just walk by, dress normally (not extremely shruggy,shabby and are definitely not well dress!). But as she kept on pestering me, I said here's a cookie. (Which lead me to buying 3 extra cookies later on, cause I WANT my Macadamia Nut Cookie). She took it, gave me a shrug and left the shop, without saying Thank You!

I bet that was for me giving her a cookie instead of some money. =/

I then proceed to do and extremely stupid thing which goes like this.

She left. I looked around and then thought, 'Damn, I'm the only Asian here. No wonder!'. Then a second thought came into my mind, 'Why the hell did I just thought of that?'

Typical stereotype.

Ah she's Pakistani-ish. That explains the Asian thought.

Forget about that, enough ranting. Honestly, I do give to beggars. Every 10th that asked me to be honest Yes, even when its the one next to the ATM if its the 10th.That was my principal since my first year here.) or whenever I think they really need it, though its normally involves either a small amount of money or me going to the nearest food shop and buying them a meal.

I feel its better giving them what they need that giving them food.  Asking them what they will do with the money, specifically and then buying the actual thing is actually better.

Beggars can't be choosers, right?

Course video for the Manchester Business School

BSc Accounting, Management and Information Systems at Manchester Business School

Video Description : Students share their experiences of studying a BSc (Hons) Accounting, Management, and Information Systems at Manchester Business School.


So after doing the student profile which turns out to be just a quote (which could be found here), MBS emailed me to ask if I could help them record a video for my course (for the new MBS website). They gave me 3 questions (Final year gets a 4th question asking what's the most interesting course/module for you). So glad they used all my answers. Now I'm just waiting for that intro video for the virtual open day. I know I know, its just me walking aimlessly as well as walking out from the school but I just wanna see MYSELF!


Oh and did anyone notice its a Bsc now? The proposal that Osaki and I submitted last year when we were student reps got through and now we are going to graduate with a Bsc :P. That should be appropriate since most courses in the MBS are BSc and we don't get much module options anyway and of course ITS IS!


I feel my hair is a bit messy. Should I cut it short? *contemplates* Its gonna be short when I start working anyway but.....


Someone smack me and tell me what to do!

请你。

我不知道，
为什么我还是一样的。
每天起床，还是一样的。
第一的思想，
是想你，
没错，就是你。
我的公主。

在一起的时间，
你我身边的时候，
远远离开的时候，
你是很远，
但是，你仍然靠近我的心和头脑，
谢谢你。

现在，
你靠近，但很远，
我看不到你的笑容，
但我只能看到我的眼泪。

不要怕，
我告诉自己，
是时候放手，
她的笑容属于别人，
不是你，
所以我告诉自己，
请放手，
有不同的笑容在等着你，
你会发现它，我保证。

有一个地方，有一个地方，
那会带给你幸福，
给你微笑，
给你幸福，
给你的一切，

所以，请你放手，
不要哭了，
我求求你，
请说再见，
盼着未来，
放开过去。

请。

The few that survived.... A story of White Sugar Cake/Steam Rice Cake

Thursday night, early Friday morning and I can't remember what provoked me, but I ended up looking for Pak Thong Koh recipes online and went and buy the ingredients the next morning at 7am.

It's pretty weird for me to have such sudden cravings and being in the UK, if you crave for it, you have to make it yourself.

First attempt was a total failure as apparently the yeast wasn't fermented well yet. (Looks at the recipe that says leave it for 2-3 hours.) So my 2nd attempt I left it overnight and for that night, I ate Nando's Extra Hot Peri Peri Chicken instead (marinade myself) together with Extra Extra Hot Sauce ^^.

So when I finally wake up on Saturday, its time to make it again.

Partial success with half of it looking good while the other half looks soggy. Lesson learnt, leave it to ferment overnight and I have to steam it for quite a long time.

Here's a picture of those that actually look okay, I will make a third attempt tomorrow and see how it goes :)

Time after time...

I'm still here and I'm still waiting, you know what this means. ;)