My Couch

Here i am. On a couch. No more bed for me, because my room is still occupied. It's been a long time since i spent a night on a couch. I hope I won't get a backache.

I desperately need a room. Brrr~~~

/(T.T)\

Kickboxing

I tried kickboxing today. It was fun, aside from the stinking gloves and pads. In my opinion, it holds the same purpose as blogging ~ channeling stress/rage in other means. Here in kickboxing, your sole purpose is to punch or kick the red pad, regardless of technique or skills (if there's any..).

So, after more than 1.5 hours of mindless punches and kicks, i still recommend Wushu. I'll enrol into Wushu Club once my kickboxing classes expire, which is on the next session.

The only thing i'll miss in KickBoxing is wearing actual boxing gloves, which is damn kewl! You place them under your chin, and do jabs, jab crosses, and hooks. It feels like "Rocky" or "Raging Bull".

The Oscars are on tonight, I opt for 'There will be blood' and 'No country for old man', and maybe 'Ratatouille' (for animated movie). The others are mere junk, EXCEPT for 'Juno'.... LOL!

At Ease, Soldier!

Ahhh, everything seems to be in order now. In absence of attention, life seems to be more at ease now. At first, my old blog was intended to be accounts/records of my life. However, doing so would create unnecessary exposure to intimate moments in my life, especially when it notifies the whole Friendster realm whenever a new post is uploaded.

So, how's the new residence? Very well i must say. The best house i've lived since studying in OZ. I'm staying temporarily in Yiki Ng's room, because there was a miscommunication between Daniel and I. Long story short, my 'intended' room is still occupied, lawfully by another tenant. Living in a girl's room is weird. Cos, you'll see photos 'blue-tagged' all over the wall, funny little dolls, girls accessories, and fugly-furry-animal-dolls. But the view from her bedroom is excellent! At night, there's a full view of the moon rising and setting.

Bless Yiki for allowing me to bunk in her room. I promise (in the name of 'Fugly Lil' People') I'll tidy and lace your room with flowers upon your return :)

23 yrs. old this year, and applying for a permission to work in OZ. In contrary to the working environment in Malaysia, which is more slack, the regulations here are ... rigid. Fingers crossed that i'll find my 'dream job' as a CompLab Assistant (part time). It pays $20 an hour? Sweet!

Also, i'm learning the guitar, a borrowed guitar from Daniel of coz.