February 28, 2013

For the first time in my life....

...I've overslept tremendously through my alarm clock. I opened my eyes, wondering why on earth is the sky so bright. Why do I not remember my alarm ringing. One look at the alarm clock, 7:21am. A full one hour and thirty minutes past my wake up time. How on earth was this possible.

Okay, so I took a rather luxurious nap yesterday afternoon, which meant I couldnt sleep until 1am this morning. But this wasnt the first time I slept that late/couldnt sleep on a weekday. I've had it a few times even in my schooling years. 

But to sleep right through my alarm like as if it never existed, damn. A historic day indeed for me.

And yet, my  classmate thinks I can still reach college from Subang by 8am. I wonder if he's experience morning rush hour before. Well I think he should since he's also from Subang. With the rational and logical thinking of... a pack of sugar, I still washed up, changed up and tried going anyway. Pfft. 8.10 and I was still stuck in Subang. Screw it lah. Even if I reach college I'd be marked as absent, and tuapekkong knows how long would I be sitting in the jam. 


So, here I am. Wondering if lightning will strike twice.

February 15, 2013

Moving on...

Happy Chinese New Year 2013!




Yeap, that time of the year again. Back to Sitiawan for the reunion dinner



Going back BACK to KL to visit the relatives. Our first major gathering in... I think 2 years.





Just had a reunion with some of my ex school mates




Got itchy-fingered with my cousin's PS3



It was all nice and well. No really, it was. I enjoyed it.




But one morning, as I woke up but remaining in bed, thoughts circulated my mind. I have been mentioning more and more of my upcoming internship, due to start at the end of April and ending in October (hopefully). By the end of that, I've made my decision to start work right out of college. Get experience younger. Stop being a burden sooner. The earlier I work, the earlier I commit myself to the working life. No more semester breaks. Almost no more chance to go back to Sitiawan and see my mum. Chinese New Year might be the only time. Unless I get enough annual leave to make a trip or two back. Which I should I guess. And during this internship period, some of my close friends will be flying off to other countries to pursue their studies.

We're all moving further apart as we go along our own paths in life.

We're all moving on.

I see college/uni life as the bridge between the time spent in close company with family during our younger years, and the time we step out into this big world on our own two feet. Soon enough, we all will be leaving  these things behind as we move on to build our own lives. Nobody can run away from that. We all will have to face it. My turn is coming soon. Sooner than most of us. This next 7 months that I will be away from home, 6 of which I'll be working, will be the trial period of this third phase of life. 

I got out of bed that morning with a little lump in my throat and a "hati sebak" feeling. So did I when I wished goodbye to my friends this evening. So will I when I say bye to my mum on Saturday.

Time to move on.

January 15, 2013

My 20th Birthday

It started off like any other Monday... Wake up early, go to college, class which was really boring. I almost fell asleep even~ A few of my friends wished me.

Class over, time to go back for lunch. So I bought my normal chap farn, some chicken bits and veggie for RM3.50. Mmhmm.

When  I got home, there laid the surprises on my bed....













Only from my brother and daddy dearests <3 . I just beamed and giggled like a little boy admiring them for hours. Then I replied some wishes on Facebook, then at 2:04pm while I was having lunch I got a call from an unknown number who wished me happy birthday.

Eh? o.O

Then it struck me it was Rachel!! who amazingly dropped her phone down the toilet a few days ago and borrowed a friend's phone to call and sing me a sucky birthday song. Since she lost her phone she asked me for my number so that she could call. Then I told her to call after 2. And when she did I forgot it would be her. Aiseh me....... 


And then after that, some blasted neighbour in the same apartment block as me decided they wanted their balcony to be sealed, so on went the renovations which gave me a birthday headache. >__<!


Then I took a half-nap (half asleep half awake), waking up initially with the headache throbbing furiously and then slowly residing. Then I suddenly had the mood to go jogging, which I havent done since my accident in November. 


So while I was getting ready my ever hamsaplou friend Houey called!! I cant remember the last time we contacted each other.  o__o And yet after so long we havent drifted apart an inch. :)


 After that I went to the stadium to jog... which wasnt too long because the headache acted up again. >.< But at least it was good to get out and sweat a little.


After my short workout it was rest time before going out to Manhattan Fish Market in Subang Parade with dad and brother. famous for their fish and chips, naturally that was what I went for. We also had mushroom soup, and shared a combo plate of rice chicken scallops fish fingers and chips.

Dory fish is the most awesome fish ever!! The texture is just so soft and a joy to have mushing around your mouth. I wonder if mum can do something with them for CNY. hehehe.

Anyway, what we discovered was their clever tactic of serving a smaller fish portion and going overboard with the chips. Not only are they FAT, they served a whole lot of them! But overall its a great place with great quality food and drinks.





Oh and while we were looking for parking we stumbled upon this!
 





With a very stuffed tummy, that's how my first 24 hours of entering a new age era ended. It wasnt as epic as last years where I got to watch the Malaysian Open live at Bukit Jalil, but at least nothing was there to ruin the day. Okay, the headache might have been an annoyance.



I woke up then, this morning, with the dawning upon me how those 24 hours just flashed by so fast... too fast. Just like that, *snap* another birthday has come and gone. It's not that it wasnt grandly celebrated, its just that, it didnt feel like it lasted as long as it should.



Oh well. Cheers to the age of the 20s now!

January 6, 2013

2013 kicking us in the teeth already

Gosh, if the months leading up to the end of 2012 wasnt rough enough, there had to be some spillovers coming into 2013...


To start off, dad's back problem which amazingly went away few weeks ago has returned. It isnt as bad as the first time, but yeah. Recurring pains isnt welcomed by anyone. Hopefully physio will fix it soon enough.

Within half an hour of returning to KL, I got a call from dad that my brother's car broke down (distributor failure). Again. This is the 4th incident involving our cars in 2 months. What hasnt been mentioned here was a breakdown (another distributor failure) AND an accident which damaged his front and rear left-side suspension while my Datsun was under repairs. Luckily it should be a quick and (relatively) cheap fix. 

With one car temporarily out of order, my brother took dad's Myvi while dad borrows the Datsun. Then dad calls to tell me the Datsu's engine keeps dying out. Hopefully a quick adjustment of the carburetor will fix it.


Back at the apartment, I find that my laptop's wireless connection has stopped working. So now I have to use a LAN cable to connect to the modem. So now I cant use my lappy from the comfort of my room.


Bah.

January 1, 2013

Youth Dhamma Camp 21

I've just returned from the most unforgettable camp ever, YDC 21. Organised by Subang Jaya Buddhist Association, this camp was held for 5 days; 1 day at SJBA before heading to Dusun Eco Resort Pahang. Not only was this my first ever SJBA camp, it also was my first camp already as a committee member. The executive committee/EXCOs who supervised the planning of the camp somehow saw the potential in me to be a committee and thus approached me to ask if I was interested to join. 

After 3 days of thought, I signed up to be in charge of security, which mainly meant taking care of the campers, standing by for first aid service, laying down the rules of the camp, crowd control and keeping track of time so that programs dont run late. I had an assistant by the name of Wei Wen. who handled security duties for the girls.

So what was my 5 days of security duty like?


Day 0

Named as such because it wasnt in Dusun Eco yet. We started with the registration, which was unusually non-Malaysia as campers started arriving half an hour early. o_o After that was the introduction of members and the committee, ice breaking, and other stuffs which I'm not really bothered to write because I'm a tad lazy. On my part, I assigned the boys' accommodation. At 12.45, it was lights out... for the campers. Committee members had to stay up for a day-by-day post mortem. 

Today's verdict was: Bad and messy.  We got a hammering from the Excos, and from there we knew we had to buck up big time if we wanted the camp to succeed. Even I made an error of  wrongly interrupting the Mahapuja session.  If it was any help, there was praise for the unusually fast assigning of the dorms. Lights out for us at 2am.

Day 1

With less than 4 hours of half-sleep, it was time for the camp proper. Boys being boys, some were slow in waking up and washing up. In the end we were 15 minutes late for morning puja. Luckily it didnt take long to complete the session. Breakfast, a personality workshop, and then off we went to Dusun Eco. I rode in my chairman's car so we reached there an hour before the campers.

Once they arrived it was dorms assigning, rules briefing and lunch. On our way to our dorms we found that there were a bunch of rowdy, rough and cari pasal men who stayed in another dorm block nearby to us.  On top of that one of the campers had a mental breakdown and couldnt go to lunch at first. Not wanting to leave her behind and vulnerable to the men, I stayed back with another Exco. There went half an hour of lunch time.

After she was okay, we went to the cafeteria. Upon reaching, I was greeted with more news. I was in charge of organising a station game (which we had settled before camp). The game is about collecting random materials to build a voodoo doll mascot thing.

 I was told the Dusun Eco staff warned of evening rains. Concerned, the vice chairman told me to push my game one hour in advance. What this meant was I now only had 30 minutes to prepare my station game. In addition to bringing it forward, I had to find extra committee members to be station masters due to the  cari pasal men in the area. This took 15 minutes. And I still havent eaten. 3 times I was reminded to eat but I didnt.

Rushing with my logistics man Her Jun we managed to set up everything before the game started. *phew*
THEN, one of the station masters told me she doesnt have her voodoo doll materials to give out. Oh my tua pek kong. So there went more rushing and digging around looking for her items (drinks cans). In the end, she found out THEY WERE WITH HER THE WHOLE TIME. I collapsed onto the bench.

Then another station master told me he forgot to give the stack of newspapers for another station. What made it worse was this station was at the faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrr end of the resort which was a bloody long and steep uphill walk. Nonetheless I delivered them. Before I knew it, the time for the  game had finished. Later, a debrief of the game was due. My assistant for the game initially said to do the debrief together. Then all a sudden the whole thing was pushed to me. Apparently my heavy breathing and dripping sweat was not made clear to her how I was. Whichever way I was too tired to be pissed off so I just did it.

After the game I treated one guy with a sudden rash from an unknown source and another who had  his ankle cut by a rusted piece of metal. Thankfully they're both okay.

Later at night, we were supposed to have a night walk in the jungle. However it got cancelled due to the rain.
So then we did a brief indoor game to pass some time before supper and sleep.

Day 1 post mortem, my chairman was overall satisfied with how my voodoo doll game went, despite the sudden change in plans. Did I mention I skipped lunch? Overall, the Excos were happy with our improvement compared to Day 0. Off to bed at sometime-after-1am.


Day 2

A mostly indoors day. We had a huge game about money, bribes, taxes, the government, and all sorts of real-world aspects. Aptly, this game was called Game of  Life. After that was a workshop on changing negative feelings into positive feelings. Lunch, hymn singing then water captainball. Captainball is a sport with a combination of basketball and netball. Get the ball from your half to the opponents' half of the play area, then throw the ball to your catcher. One catch earns one point. Team with most points win. Ours then was held in the water. At the end there was an all-stars campers team Vs  committees match.
Tragically, the committees lost 7-1. 

During the game, one girl cut her foot on a metal ladder and another had an insect bite. Meanwhile, one of the boys suffered food poisoning and vomited +  lau saied a total of 3 times.


At night, they watched a movie called Shutter which was chosen by yours truly. It was a Thai horror film which scared  even some of the boys. 

Finally was a horror-themed station game. I was a station master which involved holding an Ipad for participants to watch a video and count the number of times people walk past the camera. Sitting there for 2 hours alone was a bit creepy. Night meeting without a post mortem, but only focusing on the next day's main event; Project W. 


Day 3

The night was so cold I wrapped up in my blanket like a popiah. But still, I had the most sleep of the whole camp. Starting with exercise, our vice chairman Ching gave us a little dance routine to follow (she's a hip hop dancer mind you). I struggled to keep up with the coordination of some moves. xD

After the last workshop on overcoming fears with confidence, we moved on to Project W. Campers went around doing another station game, collecting clues. That was Phase 1.

Phase 2's secret plan accidentally flew out of our programmer's mouth. The plan was for the participants to plan, coordinate and direct an entire talent night. Committees can help in the planning or contribute as a performer, but main control was all done by the campers. In the end, the result was absolutely magical. Entertaining, smooth flow. Except for when some of the boys had a bit too much fun and broke a window pane. =/

But despite that, the show was an overwhelming success.

After a failed campfire because the wood was wet from rain, we had our final committee meeting to prepare Cryana Mitra. Off to bed at almost 3am.


Day 4

Not even 1.5 hours had passed before having to wake up again. During Cryana Mitra, campers were woken up at 5, walked all the way to the canteen. There, they wrote on a paper what their fear was. Walk back up again, put the paper in a balloon and blow it up. Blindfolded they were, and walked along the corridor into the hall. Here, Exco Yvonne and Adrean did a fantastic job evoking the sadness  of the participants. A lump in my throat formed too. Then we watched a montage of photos and videos throughout the camp.


After that, it was bonding time among campers and committees. Everyone gave hugs and spoke out whatever they wanted to. I've never hugged so many girls in one morning. It was also here where the Excos sang their praises for the job well done I did throughout camp, describing me as a "one hit wonder", among others (alamak bangganya aku). So then we finished up our other activities, had lunch (the worst meal throughout camp), and at 1.30pm, we bade farewell to Dusun Eco.

After first reaching SJBA, I then went back to my apartment. Half an hour later dad was back from work and we both left at 6  to come back home. 

Looking back on the 5 days, despite the difficulties I went through especially on the first 2 days, I can only say this has been the best camp ever. Probably because its the first camp outside school. And maybe because of all the new people I got to meet. No, wait. Those ARE the reasons why. People who are all really, truly great.

With that, I bow down to 2012. Except for being an absolute basturd in the 2-3 months leading up to camp, you've been awesome. No ups without the downs I guess. Deric Chan signing off for the last time in 2012.

In your face Doomsday believers.





December 16, 2012

It's back!!


December 4, 2012

i want to know what it feels like

to have a life without troubles

to have a life without worries

 to have a life without insecurities

to have a life where people get what they deserve

and dont get what they dont deserve

to have a life without having to wonder about the "what ifs" and "if only"s

to have a life with somebody by their side

December 2, 2012

Haven't been emo in a while...

But... ta-daa~

I'm also sick now, which covers some of the emoness. I should "thank" whoever virus carrier that passed me their "blessings".



November 29, 2012

Road to recovery

After several days of intense internet surfing, I finally managed to find not just a door, but an entire donor car after my accident last week. Better still, the seller also lives in Subang so it was pretty easy to check out the car.

So me and my dad went to see the donor car last Monday. Exact same model, almost everything was in good condition except: 

The bonnet that was badly dented by a tree branch, the dashboard which has ruptured after too long under the sun, leaking brake pipe and worn out spark plug cables (read, exposure to high voltage!). And lots of rust. Okay, it sounds like a lot of faults, but for RM600 and the much needed door plus instant spare parts, I cant complain. 


So the deal was made there and then, and the seller offered to deliver the car to my dad's workshop.


Here it is, waiting for transplant.





 And here's the damage











So then my dad's workers started.... working on both cars, and as it should be, the donor door is a perfect fit!




 Well, it needs some strength to close it properly but I think that can be taken care of.




Post-surgery.




And so, hopefully by some time next week, the door should be repainted and this old Datsun is ready to roll once again (and keeps rolling for a long, long time)!

November 20, 2012

My first vlog

November 16, 2012

Shorts

Shorts.


The fundamental clothing item for men around the world, other than the shirt and undies. There's all kinds of shorts.





Plaid shorts





Floral shorts




Running shorts




Short shorts


Today, I went clothes shopping at Sunway Pyramid. *grrr* I bought shirts. Nice shirts. One from HEAD and another from Admiral. Big discounts too. I would've gone for Mizuno if the discounts were just as generous. But anyway, I couldnt find any nice shorts. Strange, the whole of Sunway Pyramid and not one pair of shorts? How could it be? What magical shorts is it that I seek but cannot be found?

 So I went on the internet....

and I've discovered something, lacking about myself. I seem to be lacking....  

a sense of fashion.







The thing is, I somehow do not have the liking for casual styles of shorts, such as this:



despite this being the kind of shorts most young guys (read: my age group) wear about, I find them... too flat, and plain. Even those with some design or pattern on them... dont appeal to me. I dont recall wearing such shorts but from the looks of the cutting I dont think I'd be comfortable in them. 


So what is it that I wear?


Behold......




Cargo shorts!!!! *horror screams*



The world of fashion seems to hate these, evil, diabolical, abominations of thread and fabric. 

Too baggy.
No shape.
External pockets.
Ruining the guy's body shape
Makes guys look short/stumpy dumpy humpty derpy
Just plain Ugly
 The hate doesnt seem to stop!


But for me:

Comfy. Okay, they are loose fitting but I just like the sense of space around my legs. I'm not asking to wear bells for shorts but, yeah.

I like the pockets.  I dont like dumping everything into one pocket like a blender container. I like my items separated.

No weird funky hip urbany designs and patterns. I just dont like those. The colours of cargo pants just seem to... be my liking. I cant find a word to describe it but thats how it is.

What is a young man to do, when the shorts he likes is hated/found distasteful by pretty much the world, and the shorts he doesnt like is what pretty much all the guys are wearing?


Obviously since we're on the context of shorts, long pants are irrelevant here. I mean yeah long pants is not a fashion problem but on most days, I'm lazy to dress up that nicely. Not to mention I already wear long pants to college 5 days a week.




November 11, 2012

Oh dad.....

Last Wednesday dad checked himself into hospital because we learnt that by doing so he will be able to have RM50,000 in medical costs covered by insurance per year. Great! Our worries will be over! So we thought.


After doing an MRI scan we found his spine to be pinching on his nerve which was the cause of all his pain. So then we moved on to doing the physiotherapy. After 2 sessions my dad gave up because his pain didnt improve and he was afraid of incurring too high a hospital bill.


I mean, really? RM50,000 isnt enough? And, since when was physiotherapy so magical that after only 2 sessions your condition would already improve?

But knowing how stubborn my dad is, he wouldnt listen to me, my mum or his elder sister, and yesterday evening he checked himself out from hospital in exactly the same condition as when he came in. He also adds, "What to do, I'll just live with the pain".

Great.


October 22, 2012

Tough times ahead

Normally I'm not the type to tell out about family issues because, well, its family issues. But for once I need to get this off my chest.



My dad's workshop business hasnt been doing so well in recent months. As a result he hasnt gotten his salary for the past 2 months. Unsure when he will get his pay again, it was in his best interest he went to find another job to at least have SOME income. So he did. His main job is to handle servicing paperwork for the cars of a hotel. These cars are used to send and fetch guests to and from where ever, mainly KLIA. His pay here is about just over half of his workshop income.

He has the option to drive these guests and earn commission per drive. Thinking that the extra income will help every bit, he tries to do as much driving duties as he can.


Mind you, he's 61 years old.


Yesterday dad called and told me and my brother that he's been having terrible back pains since Thursday. He's already seen two doctors and an acupuncturist but nothing has worked. Most probably the next thing to do is get an X-ray. My brother told me that he most probably has a herniated spinal disc. Good news is that it isnt so serious. But treatment will take quite some time, and these medical costs coming and together with dad's reduced income, it will make things quite difficult. I'm already just getting by on a monthly allowance for bills, food and travel expenses.


Food has been one thing that has been bugging me for some time. Before college I ter-saw dad's planned monthly allowance for me, which was RM400. Ever since coming to KL I've (and still am) trying very hard to keep within budget because, well, that's just how much my dad can allocate.

So the one expense, apart from self-enjoyment activities, that I can control would be of course, food. So my diet has mainly been dictated by how much I have left for the month. As a result....



On the left was me in 2010, on the right was me in July this year. Quite obvious weight loss I think. I mean everyone who knew me two years ago have commented on how thin I've become.



One person who was worried about my transformation is my mum. As such she has been constantly pushing me to eat more. Which would mean spending more on food. Which would mean going over budget. And with the current financial situation my dad is going through, that's just not feasible. So what do I do? Keep within budget, or eat more? Haiz.





A part time job might be the answer.

September 21, 2012

Nokia C5-00 2-month user report


Here's what I have to say about it so far:



The battery can easily go for one week on very low usage.

My definition of low usage: Phone is turned off from 11pm to 9-10am the next day, with minimal calls, SMSes and web browsing.  

No problems with calls and messaging.

The GPS has proven itself when I went to the Bug-O-Rama last week, however it tends to lose signal when underneath an overhead highway or if the road is lined with trees. You can have it guide you based on the shortest route (aka default), the route with least traffic (data charges apply) or based on checkpoints/landmarks set by yourself. Voice guidance is clear, although I'll need a contraption to hold it to look at the screen while driving.

Browsing with Opera is good.


There was an interesting story with the video recording however. After my day at Sepang (Which happened to be soon after I got the C5), recorded videos were terribly choppy and took ages to save. A minute's worth of video took something like 10-20 seconds to save. I was about to take it to a Nokia Center, either in SS15 [not sure if it still exists] or Amcorp Mall near my college. But then one day I got a notification to update the phone software for "performance and usability". I thought, what the heck, go ahead lah.


Once the update was done I had no more issues with the video recording and saving videos is much much faster (less than 3 seconds to save a 1 minute video). I might put up a before/after comparison if the mood comes.


Legibility in bright sunlight is very good, only if the screen brightness is turned up to maximum. My regular screen brightness of about 40% makes it almost impossible to see the screen.




One, real (but minor) problem though...

The center navigation key is starting to flake off its paint. Quite a letdown I must say...






But overall, still a good performing phone.

September 17, 2012

Volkswagen Bug-O-Rama 2012


 

 The Bugs are back!!


The annual Bug-O-Rama organised by the Volkswagen Beetle Owners Club Malaysia was held for the first time at The Mine's, specifically the Malaysia International Exhibition and Convention Center (MIECC) on 16th September. If I'm not mistaken this is the largest event so far with well over 100 classic VW vehicles taking part

This year, I had the opportunity to be a judge along with my dad after one of the regular judges wasnt able to come.

September 14, 2012

MostSupahAwesomeWeekend Part 3

Sunday Sunday Sunday!



The owner of the two machines you see above was very sporting/awesome to have arranged a photoshooting session with Naza Italia specially for my group of supercar hunters. About 40 of us came for the session and since a lot of us have never met before (we're a Facebook group) it was a great chance to put the faces to the Facebook names.


I had reached Naza at 11.20 but to my surprise I wasnt allowed inside because of an open house at the adjacent Naza World showroom. I had to then drive waaaay down the road and park at the designated Amway parking area. Luckily shuttle service was provided.

Once arriving I wasted no time getting to the photos. I managed to sit in the Gallardo's passenger seat but thats about it because everyone had queued up for the driver's seat and the Ferrari. 


After we were done outside, we went inside where the owner had helped to give us access to the Enzo, 430 Scuderia 16M and the 599 60F1 (which I wasnt really interested in). When I said access, I meant being able to open the doors and engine bays and taking close ups of the cars; something not possible to do on any other day.


Definitely, the star of the show was the Enzo with its majestic doors and beautiful V12 engine. It was the first time any of us went "WUAAAAAHHHH" when the doors and engine bay opened up. 

Our photoshoot session wasnt able to be too long because Naza Italia had an event for their customers at 2.30pm and we had to wrap up by 1.30. But still, chances like this dont come too often although the owner is looking forward to having more photo sessions in the future.
Something I will always be looking forward to.
 
Want photos?
 

September 11, 2012

MostAwesomestWeekendEver Part 2

With not a single prancing horse in sight, I set about.... waiting. Coincidentally I met several supercar hunters who also decided to forgo half a morning's worth of sleep for this convoy.

We sat around, chit chatting for about 10 minutes, and then......












 One Ferrari after another started roaring, thundering, and rumbling in to Jalan Bukit Bintang for about 20 minutes, eventually filling up half the road.








Me and my hunter friends let loose all over the place, taking in the sights sounds and smells. Yes, a line of hot Ferraris do emit a unique sort of scent you wouldnt find if they were all normal cars. At about 8.30, the convoy started their journey. Jalan Bukit Bintang came alive as a total of 70 Ferraris from Malaysia and Singapore combined to turn every head along the walkways. 







and to close of Part 2.....




Third and final segment coming soon. :)

September 10, 2012

MostAwesomestWeekendEver Part 1

It all started on Friday night, I received news of an abnormal number of Ferraris around KL city. An hour or so later, a tip off that its a convoy that would be leaving from the Westin Hotel at 7.30am the next morning.

Initially I wasnt so sure about going given the time, the distance, the thoughts of venturing into the city... alone. In the morning darkness. Cripes. But anyway I set my alarm for 5.45am (because the first bus leaves at 6) just in case I decided to go, and at someminutes-past 12 I went to bed. 6 hours later I got up, strangely with my phone wedged underneath me when I had left it on the table. I'm already 15 minutes past my set time, so a quick wash up, half-job with the clothes and hair I went off to the bus stand. 10 minutes felt like an hour standing there. Luckily others were waiting too, so some sense of safety restored there.

Along the route, every stop the bus made made me twitch and internally shouting at the driver to give no f***s about the others and just go straight to KL Sentral. Stopping to pick up one old lady. Stopping to let down one uncle. Stopping to let down one aunty and her son. GARRRRRRRHHHHHH DONT STOP!!!! I kept looking at my watch... 6.30.... 6.40... 6.50.... 6.55am I reached KL Sentral. If it were daytime with more passengers boarding and alighting and the traffic I'd probably have missed the convoy already.

Up onto the monorail, and 7.10 I'm down at Times Square. It's a bit of a walk to Westin Hotel, but with 10 minutes to spare, I made it! And.......





Nothing. What kind of Ferrari convoy is this supposed to be?



*To be continued*

September 7, 2012

Dropped a brush down the toilet

Yep. Just as the title says.

So I wash washing clothes and using this brush the size of my hand for scrubbing. When I was done I put the brush beside me. Then, in a magical Mr Bean moment I knocked the brush behind, only for it to tumble down the golf hole for solid, liquid and in-between excrement materials.

Luckily, the previous tenants left behind a makeshift hook with a bent fork handle tied to a metal broomstick. As I tried digging the brush back up I felt that the bristles side was facing up, meaning I couldnt hook the brush. To make matters worse the brush was stuck.

So then I used a broken golf club I found thrown out a few months ago to try and dislodge the brush. I succeeded, but also succeeded in shoving it further down the piping, now only left at the mercy of flowing sewage water and waste materials e.g shit and piss, more pipes, and perhaps the Indah Water truck. So if you work at Indah Water in the Subang USJ area and you find a blue, rectangular plastic brush with hard bristles....








you can keep it.

August 27, 2012

Dyeing with Dylon



Waasssaaaaaaaa----

----aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa----

-----aaaaaaaaaaaa-------

-------aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa------

----aaaaaaaaaaaaaappppp.








So, my college pants right, they've become terribly faded after only a year. At RM75 for a new one, I'd rather find an alternative to overcome the problem. In fact there's only one alternative: Dyeing.


So I came across this fabric dye from Dylon:

 small isnt it?


and decided to give it a try. The result........






Not bad eh? If you can see the difference. Trust me its there but maybe the camera doesnt really pick it up that clearly.



So, how do we go about dyeing?

These instructions only apply to Dylon Multi Purpose Dye, as what I have used and as shown above. Dylon has other types of dyes and have different methods which you can find at http://www.dylon.co.uk/products.php.


1. Wash clothing item thoroughly and leave it damp.

2. Get a rust-proof, metal container and fill with enough water to cover your item. Make sure its big enough for easy movement, like say, stirring. Large items like my pants required a seriously huge pot.

3. For each tin of dye, boil 500ml of water and add the dye. Stir well. ATTENTION: Pour the powder VERY SLOWLY. Pouring it too fast will cause the water to suddenly and intensely bubble up. In fact pouring it slowly will still cause some reaction. It's best your pot be larger to prevent the water from spilling over as it bubbles.

4. Now heat up your first container of water. Add 30g of salt for each tin you use. Then add your dye mixture which you boiled earlier. For my pants, I used 1.5 tins of dye and 50g of salt. Keep an eye on your container while you're heating it up. I left it on max flame for a while and suddenly the whole pot bubbled and spilled over.

FYI: The salt lets your item absorb the dye better

5. Now comes the hard part. Let your container of dye reach simmering (aka just below boiling) point and put in your item. Stir it, toss it,  for 20 minutes. Seeing how big my pants and pot were, it was really hot and difficult.

6. Rinse your item until the water is clear. Admittedly, I didnt rinse it THAT thoroughly.  Dry item away from direct heat and sunlight.


Now, some important things to take note of:

The dye will not work on synthetic materials except nylon.

The dye will come off in the wash so be sure to wash dyed clothes separately and turned inside out.

Wear gloves. Dye will stay permanently on skin if not washed off immediately.

It's advised to wear older clothes or clothes with the same colour as the dye just incase it splashes onto you.

Patterns will not be entirely covered, but the colour may change.

Colour mixing rules apply, e.g blue dye + red shirt = purple result

One little tin of this dye is good for 250g of clothing. A shirt perhaps.

Clothes with special finishes e.g 'dry clean only' will not be dyed.



Special Instructions for Wool and silk:

Follow steps for 1 to 4 above.

5. Put in clean, damp, unfolded article. Bring slowly to a simmer and reduce heat at once. Stir gently for 10 minutes.

6. Remove article from dye and allow to cool before rinsing in lukewarm water, until water runs clear.


Happy dyeing~ :)