Missing

Missing someone or something is beautiful and yet torturing. It's a precious gift from God that reminds us to appreciate everyone and everything around you.

I miss my campus life in Hamilton. I am free to do anything. I can walk to the Metro just 100 meters away from my rented house and buy 2 bags of Lay's chips and finish them in one hour. I can walk to school under the warming morning sun. I can take free bus ride to shopping mall and shop in my favourite H&M outlet. Or I can buy groceries at Dollarama where almost everything is only 2 Canadian Dollars. I miss those moments I joke to my coursemates. I miss the fresh air and the people.

Yes, we grow bore when we become part of something for too long. Ironically we wish time could travel backwards so that we can retrieve those things we once take it for granted.

I miss this beautiful city.

And my first ever backpack experience to Cambodia back in summer 2009. I sweated a lot and lost 5 kg.  

One day ski-trip to Horseshoe Ski Resort

Oh man, it's been a month since I last update my blog. You can't blame me, I was busy. Now, I'm enjoying my spring break a.k.a study week. Well, I do not go anywhere nor do I study during the break. I'm freaking lazy!

OK, back to the main topic. Yesterday, I went to ski! Hooray! It was my first time! Yaya, although I has been living in Canada for 3 years, I never ski till yesterday. You know what, I was told that less than 10% of Canadians ski!!! It was a shocking fact to me!

The trip was organized by McMaster's MSA. We gathered outside the Student Centre around 6.45 a.m. Wake up early in the morning during break is a pain in the butt! The bus Coach Canada departed around 7.15 a.m. and arrived at the resort around 10 a.m.

Just a few minutes after we arrival, a mid-aged man wearing a red snow jacket aboard the bus. He was a trainer. He explained what we should do and what we shouldn't.

After that, we were given a ticket right after we came down from the bus. Oh wait, I forgot to mention the kind-hearted bus driver. He donated his 3 hours to drive us to/back from the ski resort without paid! Thank you so much!!! ^^

Then, we had to pay to get a locker to put our bags. The machine was so stupid. You have to pay exact cash, otherwise the machine will "shallow" your cash! Fortunately, it didn't happen to us.

What's next?

Step 1: Get your boots: The boots were made from hard materials. I walked like a robot. ^^ A little joke here: The staff asked my friend, Nava his size, but my friend replied "ski" for several times until I corrected him. Haha, it was funny.

Step 2: Get your ski: The ski was heavy. I'll say about 10 kg. The staff will ask your weight so that they can adjust the "binding" system on the ski. Why they ask for your weight? The "binding" system is designed such that when you fall, the "bind" will release your boots so you won't get injured.



Step 3: Get your poles: There are a variety of poles, each with different color. The choice depends on your weight as well.

What's more? It's ski-time! Not quite yet. You had to go through a series of lessons before you can ski. Basically, there were 5 stations that we had to pass. We had to pass each station in order to attain a color sticker.

Station 1: Introduction to Ski/Snowboard: Structure of the ski/snowboard, how to put on the boots onto the ski/snowboard, how to move and stop the ski/snowboard.

Station 2: How to ski/snowboard down the slope: This is the fun part! So, we had to learn how to do the "pizza". It's a basic ski technique. We must perform the "pizza" so that we can slowly ski down the slope. Sounds easy, right? No, it was freaking hard!!! I admit I'm clumsy and has zero talent. When my friends finished the lesson, I still hadn't climb up the slope! The slope wasn't stiff, but with the ski, it was really hard. To most people, the hard thing wasn't to climb the slope, but how to stop the ski! The ski is almost frictionless. When you ski down the slope, the velocity can increase very fast and you will scare. So you tend to use your poles to stop but it won't work.

Station 3: How to perform the "pizza" and turn: I didn't perform the stunt at Station 2 and straightaway went to this station. But then I felt a bit guilty. So I left the queue and headed back to Station 2. It took me nearly half an hour to complete the stunt. I couldn't stand firm on the snow and keep slipping and falling. The same problem happened at Station 3. So there was a line, nearly 30 people waiting. I had to climb up the slope with the ski. It was all about balance! It took me a really long time to climb the slope. In the process, you can see a few people having the same problem as me. Slip and fall! You can also hear people yelling: "Pizza! Pizza!". Oh my god, I was frustrated but I never give up. First attempt, failed! Second attempt, failed again! Third attempt, failed again! The forth attempt wasn't a perfect stunt, but I managed to get the "tick mark" from the trainer. At that time, it was already 3.15 p.m., the bus will leave at 5 but the line was too long. I decided not to go to Station 4. Instead, I stayed at Station 3 and tried to practise the "pizza". Needless to say, slip and fall is a must. The worst thing is I injured my little finger! Haiz, I guess pain is the best learning process ><

To sum it up, skiing is fun, tough, and unstoppable!

The urge to enjoy

This moment, I feel like I have the urge to enjoy my life in Hamilton and McMaster.

I feel like I have neglected a lot of things/events happened around me.

Now, I'm listening to CFMU 93.3 FM. It's a McMaster's campus and community radio station. I knew that I once listened to this, but it was two years ago.

Yesterday, I had a relaxing (actually very tiring) of almost four hours walking with my housemate in downtown Hamilton. My legs were fatigue but I see a lot of things. To me, this city is old and small. But yesterday, I see something very special of this city. The houses, the apartments, the streets and the people.


It was 8 o'clock after we finished our dinner in a Cantonese restaurant. It was my idea to go and give a try at that restaurant because I want to taste all Chinese restaurants in this city before I leave. It turned out that the dishes were not that good. Never mind that. The air was very cold and I only wear a white T-shirt and a short pant. It's never a good idea to wear like that at night here in Hamilton.


It has been two years, what had I accomplish?

Summer Rain

Only rain can comfort my heart now

I still remember the old days

When he was still a school bus driver

When I was still a primary school student

He was an old man

They called him Uncle Guang

For 6 years, I had been in his little bus

His bus had a very special mark

It was a red ladybird

Every school-day, his bus reached my old home at 5.30

when the sky was still dark

Your face is still very clear

Although I had long forgotten faces of those

in the same bus with me

I still remember the dark forest

There was a few very old factories in the forest

I don't remember what they were

There was a wooden bridge over a river

I am afraid they were gone

The path was not easy

When the sky was raining

it became wet

Are u still there?

You sold your bus when your wife was sick

I never heard of you afterwards

I like the smell before rain fall

It's refreshing

When will be the first drop of summer rain?

I'll wait.

P.S.: A few days ago, those memories pop out from my mind. When I grow older, I become more emotional. Anger, sadness, and happiness start to grow stronger.

Good Friday Fooled Me

9.21 am, I stared at my phone once I woke up from my sleep.

Oh shit, I am late for class!!!

Without brushing my teeth and washing my face, I picked up a file necessary for the class from the wooden floor, grabbed my school bag and ran!

9.23 am, I reached the bus stop. I knew all buses were gone. So I just had to wait for the next bus at approximately 9.30 or 9.36 am.

Nearly 9.40 am, no bus came. What the heck?!

Then, something pop up from one of the drawers in my brain. What is today?

Oh gosh, Happy Good Friday!

The Evil Protas

Who is Protas? He's an evil. He is also Engineering Mathematics II's course coordinator and one of the three professors.

The Math Test 2 is significantly more difficult than Test 1. I barely score 9/18. It's not that I wanted to blame him for setting the questions so hard, I also responsible for my recent slacking behavior.

The test result was out two days after the test. It was quick and strange because the test 1 result was delayed very late.

So I talked to my friends in class today and then I realize the possible reason he set the questions in that level of difficulty.

Currently, there are approximately 700 engineering students. Try to guess the total number of students that attend Math classes. Around 20 students for each section!!! (there're 3 sections)

Can u imagine a lecture hall that can hold 200-300 students were all empty? And the feelings of the professors? They might not be upset, but I am pretty sure they were planning to "kill" us!!! And they did. The median is 7/18 and the average is 7.62/18.

Even the best students in the class were killed so badly!!!

Protas, you win all the time. Congratulations.

Salads + Heat Transfer + Pangea 2010 + About Others'

Since last week, I fall in love with salads.

When I bought the salad from the Student Center and I first bite the potato (not actually know what was that), oh my, I was in love.

Now, my mind keep thinking of salads every single day. I will go to buy salads either from Metro which is near to my house or Student Center.

I feel so satisfied when I put them into my mouth slowly. Ermmm, yummy~~~

Will my body weight finally drop? No. Because I love Lay's potato chips too, although it has zero trans fat.

A short story to share. Yesterday I went to Metro to buy some groceries. I left my basket fulled with stuffs and a Green bag on location X and I went to search for asam in hope I can cook asam fish because I dropped by Yash's house on Saturday to make "Tong Yuan" for the multicultural event Pangea and she was about to cook asam fish. I felt so hungry at that moment and I wished I could stay for dinner. Hehe. Then I said to myself I want to cook asam fish on Sunday. When I came back to pick up the basket, it disappeared into thin air. I searched over the market throughly and I couldn't find the basket anywhere. Argh, what to do, I had to shop again.

The multicultural event Pangea was held on Sunday. I did not attend the event because I was in rush to finish my lab report. Err, hate the report! The event was a huge success. There were around 20 cultural performance and pavilions. Although I was absent, I showed up the day before the event and I watched a few awesome on stage performances. Especially the performance from Netherlands I guess, not sure though, judging by the appearance of the lady who dresses like the Dutch lady.

I had my heat transfer yesterday evening. It wasn't too bad, but I definitely need more time to finish the paper. I got 71 for the first paper and I was like YEAH!

Hopefully I could maintain the grade.

Although heat transfer is said to be the most difficult course (said by professor himself, this course used to have 5 tests), I think it's okay. The concepts and theories are very interesting. In fact, I prefer heat transfer than Thermodynamics.

Whenever people write about their parent(s) in their blog, it is heartwarming. For example, this post. Be strong.

An unfriendly waiter

Yesterday, I went to a Chinese restaurant with other Malaysian scholars (except Agnita, haha) for dinner.

I heard a very unpleasant story from Alyssa that a worker of that restaurant asked her once if Malaysian Chinese hate Chinese from China. I was astonished when I heard that. May be there are some black sheep out there that do hate you, but what the heck does it how to do with her? A customer is a customer, you must never ask something as foolish as that and you do not have the rights to ask that as well.

Moreover, a Chinese waiter with a "super black face" who served my table poked me at my right shoulder or appeared behind me without any notice like a ghost each time he served a dish. I felt really unpleasant when he poked me each time. Alyssa also noticed the "black face" of the waiter.

When we walked out from the restaurant, he was standing at the exit and said thank you. I didn't even bother about what he spit out from his bullshit mouth.

To that waiter, two words for you: "Fuck you!"

Happy Chinese New Year + Happy Valentine's Day

I would like to wish everyone a happy Chinese New Year and Saint Valentine's Day.

I wish I was in Malaysia.

I wish I had a girlfriend.

I want to eat a lot of traditional Chinese cookies but there's none.

Single man.

Things You Can Do On The Frozen Lake Ontario

You can ice-skating or play ice-hockey. I wish I can skate.

You can watch the beautiful sunset.

You can move your house to here. I wonder how long he can survive here and why he move to here?

You can even move your studio to here. I wonder who's in the big box because I saw people walk in and out from the wood box.

You can camping here and fishing everyday. This one is nice. They actually did catch some fishes.

MyMac T-shirt is out!

"MyMac is a secret underground organization in McMaster University. It was formed in September 2008 upon the arrival of 20 scholars from Malaysia. The size of the organization is increasing gradually every year. Now, performing to you the official T-shirt of this organization designed by our first year juniors."

I like the design. I never thought my seniors has this talent.

Note: Thanks to Miss Lynn who has sharp mind and eyes. Mistake in the last sentence: "I never thought my seniors juniors have this talent." Alias, boo to you!

Mixture of Life

Not so happy. Because I didn't do well in Stats Test 2.

Very happy. Because 5 digits in my account again! D90, you'll be definitely mine!

When you gain too much, you'll lose something. When you lose something, you'll gain another thing.

That's life. C'est la vie.

Mid-fall is here. The weather is so adorable.