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Name: Yong Chen
Birthday: 11/29/1986
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Interests: Reading, playing the piano (I guess) , taekwando, playing Counterstrike, spending time with my dear and fellow 121-D inmates, swimming, tennis, squash, squennis (a sport in which tennis racquets and balls are used in a squash court - WARNING > don't try this at home, I won't be held responsible if any accidents happen!)
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Thursday, March 10, 2005

This Blog Has Moved!

I have moved this blog from here to my new blog at http://killakat.blogspot.com! No more entries will be posted here, although the old entries will stay here as I'm too lazy to transfer them to the new site! For all the readers of this blog, whoever you may be, thanks! Feel free to drop by the new site!

Ciao!


Monday, February 28, 2005

Pictures Of Yih Seong's B'day Bash!

Yih Seong's birthday dinner was  held at Kim Gary's last Thursday night and nearly half of PM1 was there! Mah-siff....hahaha.. Anyway, here are some pictures of the dinner and these pictures are courtesy of Anne, who kindly agreed to let me use the pictures she took for this blog! Thanks, Anne!

To the rest of you, enjoy! 

Before the dinner, I was just fooling around with Jeremy's uber high-tech phone. Chow is pictured here watching over my shoulder as I play games on the phone.

Pat getting in touch with his feminine side...hahahaha...

Huge grins all around! This picture suddenly seems like a Colgate commercial!

After waiting outside Kim Gary's for soooo long, some of us have turned half-dead with hunger......

....but some are still miraculously alive!

Posing for posterity at our table....everyone seems to have adopted a preferred pose, except for Chow, who seems pretty intent on taking a picture of Anne.

Shan and Ashok sitting together. Shan can't seem to make up his mind on what to order (doesn't like pork, can't eat beef, bored with chicken, doesn't really like mushrooms...) and finally takes Anne's recommendation - with disastrous results!

Oh, us who suffered sitting next to Shan! Hahaha...

THE CAKE - Banana Chocolate Cake from Secret Recipe!! It might not look much from the outside, but it tasted good - and it might have tasted even better if I wasn't so full!

Demise Of The Cake - Part I. Chow seems to like the cake very, VERY much.

Demise Of The Cake - Part II. Despite the fact that we were stuffed to the max, we nevertheless found space to accomodate some cake! Here is Jit Sen and myself at our best 'babi' behaviour...

Demise Of The Cake - Part III. Pat seems to be another one who likes the cake very, VERY much too. Anne seems to be too busy laughing to eat her cake...

'Nuff said.

Some post-dinner photo-taking...

I think that's about it! Once again, many, many thanks to Anne for allowing me to use the pictures she took during the dinner for my blog! Thanks a million, Anne! Ciao, everyone!


Thursday, February 24, 2005

Happy Birthday To Yih Seong!!

   Middle Earth's Prime Minister, Yih Seong, turns 19 today! We ushered in his 19th year by having a "mah-siff" DotA session at our favourite neighbourhood cybercafe, Warnet - and he paid for everyone! Thanks for the treat, Yih Seong! Anyway, I dedicated an ode to Yih Seong, and here it goes -

Ode To Razor/Juggy/Brad:

You may be Razor, Juggy or Brad,

You ain't a Siaw, but you ain't that bad,

Though you've never been first,

It ain't a curse,

You still bring fun into our games,

Win or lose, it's just the same,

We still laugh till we go insane!

 

Whenever you shout, "I NEED MONEH!",

We laugh because it's damn funny,

It's not like we have funds,

We usually have none,

So find somebody to bash,

Whenever you run out of cash,

Unless we're totally OWNING!

 

You may not have had millions of kills,

But millions of creeps you laid cold and still,

So while others brag of glory and fame,

Think of the towers that you claimed,

Smashing the enemy's defences,

Laying them bare,

For us to waltz in without a care.

 

This ode to you is full of cock,

Simply put, it's not to mock,

Rather, it is to praise,

In our 'team' you'll always have a place,

And since now you're a year older,

H A P P Y   B I R T H D A Y!!

Wishing you all the best forever.

Changing To Another Blog Site?

   After finding out about Blogspot from Chye Hing, I decided that I might give it a go - a test-run, so to speak, to find out if it is actually better than Xanga. Since registering for my account a few days ago, I have posted several short entries there as an interim version before I make my final decision on whether to change to Blogspot or not. You can visit the new site at http://killakat.blogspot.com and all comments are welcome!


Monday, February 21, 2005

Entry Delayed!

Due to a large workload as well as frequent DotA sessions, the upcoming entry will be delayed until this Thursday. Oh, and did I mention that there are two class tests this week as well? At least we'll cut down on our DotA sessions this week...although I wouldn't be so sure of it! Hahaha... Nothing seems to be able to prevent us from indulging in our favourite past-time - DotA-ing!


Tuesday, February 08, 2005

'No Confidence' VS 'Pragmatism' 

   Recently, one of my apartmentmates just wrote in his blog entry that I had 'no confidence' and was used as a particularly clear example in which not how to act, especially for DotA games. I cannot and probably will not ever deny the fact that I have a particularly low self-esteem, and that it is just another of the many faults that I have, but believe me, I'm doing all I can in order to rectify those faults. However, what this apartmentmate should know is that there is something called pragmatism as well, and this word is not to be confused with another more prominent phrase, 'no confidence'. Pragmatism is the viewing of a situation by an individual realisitically, with an honest judgement and the ability of the individual to accept the gist of the aforesaid situation, regardless of the ugliness of the situation. Having given the definition of the word 'pragmatism' above, it is easy to see now why pragmatism is often confused with the phrase 'no confidence', especially when those words are being used to label people. When one adopts a realistic view of a situation and says that a situation is hopeless and insalvagable when it truly is, the others will inevitably label that individual as 'the one who has no confidence'. Take for example, two opposing armies, both numerically equal, that meet on the battlefield. One is armed with all the modern firearms such as machine guns, assault rifles, rocket launchers and artillery support whereas the other only has swords and spears, with a rickety old catapult acting as fire support. Is it that a soldier on the latter army who says, We have no chance of winning this engagement a soldier who has no confidence or rather, a soldier who is speaking the truth?

   Perhaps I might be lower in self-esteem than any of the rest of my friends, but the fact still remains that I never give up fighting just because I view a situation as hopeless. And that's a fact. Since when have I refused to partake in any engagement, either in sports or games, even when I deemed that I could not stand a chance of winning? Regardless of victory or defeat, I still gave it my all. And that is a fact I hope my apartmentmate can see. My view of someone with no confidence would be one who gives up fighting even before the fighting starts. In the martial arts, we are trained not to expect the best conditions when we fight. My taekwondo instructor once told me that we trained for the worst-case scenarios, not the best, and that is why we train continuously against multiple opponents and against opponents bearing weapons. However, it would be wrong for us to enter a fight against multiple opponents or well-armed opponents and still think that we still stand a relatively good chance of winning. In the real world, we probably wouldn't even last ten seconds before we get our brains knocked out of us, as you probably will agree. If so, why do we still train even though we know that the odds of us winning in such fights are almost nil? This is the answer - we fight, and even though we know we'll probably lose, we still fight back regardless. For what matters more than victory or defeat is simply the act of having the will to fight.

   One might say, Hey, games and sports are completely two different things! Begging your pardon, how different could it be? Doubtless it might be two completely different matters, but doesn't it boil down to the same thing in the end? What matters is victory or defeat. And as the example used by my apartmentmate to showcase my non-confidence is a DotA match, perhaps I should elaborate on that. Let's assume, that before that match, we already knew the composition of the teams. And let's assume that we made a poll among those who had watched the same members of the two teams play DotA before, the question being which team would be most likely to win? Doubtless the answer would be clear in an instant. There was no denying that the other side had won more matches against us; in fact, we hadn't won any matches against them until then. And let's assume again, that I had no confidence. But didn't I still go in the end? Didn't I still fight and gave my damned best? As a human, I'm fallible. I have my faults. Who doesn't? However, those derogatory remarks coming from someone whom I knew for that long, whom I thought knew me better than most has really changed my perception about him. 

As a normal person, I should be angry. As myself, I should be fricking pissed. And damned well I am. 



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