SKUL

Sometimes passed again since the previous post of my blogpost. We’re still closed with our freedom inhibited because of the major exam that we’re having this year end. Some source claims that it’s postponed once again, possibly it’ll be conducted over Christmas. A very ‘Well Done” to our highly-efficient government, you have wrecked my Christmas. Thanks again.

Things do change a lot in the school these days. Some familiar face that we get to see during regular school days are no longer to be seen these days, which make us, the regular one to wonder where have they gone. Well, who knows?? And then it was not long after that I joined the group those skipped regular school days just to study at home. Alas, now have I known the reason for the absence of certain bright student in the school. I miss their faces and their existence mingling around the block we’re studying in. or is it I miss the darling feeling dangling in the atmosphere when there are more students in the school??

Volturi secretly emerges secretly and dominates the later part of the school semester. ( in case you don’t know what Volturi is, please go google it on google.com. It’s a shame you don’t know about it which is a major element in some best-selling fantasy series) They are the powerful ones who stands together in a group and sorta isolate themselves from the typical students like us, and me included, and group together as some superior gang. Hmm…. What I mean is not they possess tremendous power like those powerful noble volturian vampire who, but they (superior) are prominently more greater than us (inferior). Though they are smart, they are often fantasized in their own world of self-admiration and busy with their art of solving academic problems, not those who’re in need, but their own. So, long story short, they are the group who are always busy with their own homework and are extremely unwilling to help the weak ones to enhance their study… I’m one of the victim, sadly speaking.

Some question actually unusually bothers me and make me wonder. Do people act crazily or out-of-mind when they’re SICK??? I really don’t understand why a person who’s sick can still L-O-L and crack stupid jokes. Maybe it’s cause by the Vicks vapour rub??? *serious look*

to those who are stressed under the exam stress :

relax.

Brain POWER!

The brain is made up of cerebrums, both left and right and also cerebellum and medulla oblongata. these parts contributes to the voluntary action of the body. When you want to do something, your brain “asks” your body parts to do the job. However, there’s also this reflex action which is conducted through the reflex arc without the brain signaling it to do something. Rather, the body “thinks” for itself and does the supposedly right things.

Hmmm… reflex action is an involuntary action that occurs automatically and spontaneously without conscious control towards a stimulus which is controlled by the spinal cord instead of the cerebrum. Well, it is a form of protection against dangerous situations as well as a form of adaptation to any changes in the environment.

Do people know how this works?? It’s actually started when a stimulus is detected at the receptor. The receptor will transfer information in form of nerve impulses through the afferent neurone which consists of synapses which are interlinked with interneurones to efferent neuron, where the reflex action will be carried out. Note that the nerve impulse did not went through the brain cerebrum, which acts as the central controlling centre (CCC). This means that reflex actions were conducted without the brain thinking about it.

Some reflex actions includes knee jerk when patella is hitted, withdrawal of hand from hot objects, blinking of the eye, change in size of the pupil of the eye, and body balance. However, I can never find any formal recordings about talking actually sometimes is considered as a reflex action too. This is because people tend to talk without thinking and sometimes it’ll hurt other people feelings.

Well, I sometimes also speak without properly thinking too……. Maybe “this kind” of people have their brain built in such a way that the verbal function is listed under the involuntary action list. Hmmmm…….

It’ll be one of the things I want to change. Maybe I’ll just pluck of the verbal nerve from the “involuntary section “ and attach it to the “voluntary section”. That should do the magic.

Mumble jumble

By the time I link each figment and form the pattern, I found out that I’ve found the whole truth. It’s striking me that sometime even when we make some decision which is for our own good, we always tend to regret our decision. Human nature, I dare say it cause all the problems.

At the moment you make the rightful decision, you’re so convinced with yourself that you will not regret over it again and it’ll be like that, swift and smooth for the rest of the time. But wait, the negative feedback mechanism strikes, and you start to regret over your decision, though it’ll bring more good to you than harm, you’ll still feel like going back to the old condition again, desperately and dreadfully in misery.

This is the time when persistency comes to rescue. YOU KNOW THAT IT BRINGS MORE GOOD THAN HARM and YOU KNOW YOU NEED TO PERSIST TO THE END, so YOU GOT TO persist till the end, no matter how bad you’ll feel when you’re going through struggles and lonely whiles……

Okay, enough crapping. That’s just a thought. The pimple which I mentioned in the previous post is finally popped, leaving me uglier than ever. Luckily my body is still in symmetry cause the scar is just at the point of the nose. Hmmm….. guess that’s what happens when you eat 5 Cha-Kueh in a row…. Considering to eat 10 the next time.

Studying is harder than ever, upon realizing that I still have a lot of revisions that are still not covered, the emotional stress squashed me to its very foundation. All in all, if I want to do well I have to work hard NON-STOP from now. Good

Moony cake festival.

You know what day is today?? Today is the so called Mooncake festival, named 中秋节 by Chinese and it symbolizes unity.

Hmm…. It’s a not-so-significant celebration this year cause it’s been interrupted by some Stupid Posting Massexam and we as form 5 students had to crack our heads to study, instead of spending our time lighting up lanterns, maybe burn a few of them, eat some mooncake, careful not to get chocked and spend a little time with family….

Hmm….. I don’t know why when I watched little kids play lantern I’ll have the feeling of “what the?? How old are you?? Please grow up lar”. Guess I have grewn bored of playing lantern since I grew up.

However, the moons round and shiny. I love it.

by the way, i've grewn a weird pimple on the point of my nose, which makes my nose looks red. i think it can be relate to some christmas song.

Rudolf the Red Nose reindeer,
Has a very shiny nose....

Thanks =)

Counting the days, it has been two years plus or so since stupiakboy started his blogging career. Through the years stupiakboy grows together with the blog, so as his dearest readers, and I guess there’s some readers who followed this blog long long time ago?? Hmm…… since I’ve grew somehow now I’m considering to change my name to “stupiakman” or something that signifies growth… or something like that. XD

Through the years I want to express my thanks to numerous group of people :

1. Readers who knows stupiakboy in their real life, though you guys may not be actively following this blog and always feeling eager to know more about me. (you guys can’t be blamed cause sometimes my blogposts is really boring. I’m a very boring person.) thanks for reading pieces from me all the while, boring or not.
2. Readers who comes from other part of country who just coincidently stepped into this twisted world and immediately sink deeper and deeper into this stupiak blogwriting abyss. Maybe you guys don’t even know me, but you guys read my blog and support it with daily visits, and sometimes comments that pushes me to strive further. Thank you all readers from all parts of world!!!!! Me, as a little boy in Asia thank you with all my heart. (this part excludes the special reader who now resides in Melbourne, Kek King =P)
3. Friends who directly or indirectly interrupted my life and clashes theirs with mine. Though it’s very unpredictable but fun thing happens around us when we get together. You guys change me, mould me, and influence me in every way possible from day to day as we get along. You guys had inspired me to be a better man and honestly points out my mistakes for the sake of my own good, and some even do good to me secretly but was sadly discovered by me. Thank you, from my core of heart.
4. A special friend who comes into my life and changed me thoroughly with a big BANG. You always have high hopes on me and always show me things that I can change to be a better person, and grants me joy as we spend time together. I know there’ll be times when we’ll be quarrelling and disagrees with each other but for your information, that’s what that makes this feels real.

That’s all I think for now, if I were to thank everyone I think of it’ll be the longest blogpost ever, so, I thank whoever else who had played a part in my life who is not mentioned above. Deepest gratitude. Please click one of the response boxes at the bottom of my blogpost as a sign you have accepted my appreciation . =)

p.s. You yourself know better that I’m talking about. I hope that familiarity will grew among us with time and will not be shaken by countless obstacles and misunderstandings. All the best for both of us. J MPWF ZPV

100 years

If i were to live till 100 years, i will :



this reminds me how fast time is...
so grasp on what you got and live your life!

Post Script #2

Distance. Unfamiliarity. That’s all it takes to take something very dear away from you. I guess some of you have had this experience before, good friends turn into strangers and they turned out not close as they used to be. Perhaps some simple analogy will make clear for you…

Unfamiliarity comes like your favourite cereal which is a must have every morning. Every morning you must have this cereal or else you seemed to be hardly able to start the morning. For you, the cereal is the kick-start for the morn and is your energy source, or even your core of life. As a child you can wait for all day, or even don’t go sleep just because cereal is waiting for you in the morn. Life just got pretty perfect just because of that box of cereal.

But one day mom stopped you from taking the cereal, saying that it’s not good for your health, and perhaps it’s too expensive. She asked you to stop taking it for your own good. That’s it, your world feels like tumbling down from its very seam, collapsed into catastrophic remnants. You feel like your life is going to end.

Yes, for the first few morning you might wail, you might cry, you might feel sad for the cereal that you constantly take for a long while. You might actually want to eat that cereal so bad, even have wild dreams eating it again, but it was just in your dreams. You know that that’s not going to happen anymore.

But soon, strangely though you’ll start to get use to the new condition. You’ll found out that you’re no longer dependent on that box of cereal anymore. Maybe something else takes its place, oatmeal maybe, or pastries, or just simply maggi mee. Soon, you’ll found out that the cereal is no longer your craving as you grew older, as you and the beloved cereal got separated by this unfamiliarity.

Then, many years passed and one day you passed by the “cereal” section, and you saw the box of cereal on the shelf. You smiled, took it down, and looked at it, you always remember that you used to loved that cereal so much, but no longer now.

Slumbering Away...

Come and take it all away....
all i am is yours....
I'm Yours....

Post Script #1

yes, i'm suppose to do something else now, not this. but since now my lifestyle is changed for a little bit.... i ought make some adjustments, blog sometimes, and share more with my readers.

erm.... recently there's this situation which turns everything around. how should i say?? it's something that has to be done for the "greater good". well, how good is the greater good?? i don't know, i only know that it's really important in a lot of people's eye, and it's very important for my life.

i learnt that we have to make sacrifices for something else which brings greater benefit, the "greater good" i mean. but for me i think the importance of something is more important than this one, it's just the matter of you whole point of view only..... for this i think that i'm particularly selfish in this particular field, i don't know why??

but still, i'll still have to make this adjustment for this "greater good", for it is the greater good.

think i sucked pretty much now?? yeah, i mean my blogpost. very incoherent idea flow....

the whole time there's this voice that plays their tune in my ear.......

"You do this every often and you seemed to be very interested in it. then you slowly grew cold and the frequency decreases. now it's getting fewer and fewer, to a point it gives me no choice but to comply, without any satisfying explainatiom (at least for me). will it get to you'll never do it in some point in the future??"

yes, i'm thinking too much *slap myself*. i don't know why but i always have the tendency to think too much, maybe it's because of my family, my Mom particularly. i don't know how to explain this but i'm very sure that it'll take a long long time for me to make clear for other people. if only truth is let to be discovered that freely....

T.T

請讓我 靠近你輕輕對你說
別讓我 每個夜為你受折磨
是多麼 不容易才默默放手
為了我 就當作這次為了我
別讓我 因為你被回憶折磨
而空氣凝結了我們的臉孔
我別無 選擇
就算我們之間有什麼問題 依然想念著你
雖然被放棄 雖然我願意
就算我們之間有什麼難題 黑夜 我還想著你
心碎人孤寂 雖然我願意

再讓我 靠近你輕輕對你說
當我說 我要你從此好好過
是真的 否則我怎麼肯放手
為了我 就當作這次為了我
賜給我 你現在幸福的笑容
別讓恨凍結了我們的臉孔
請你做 選擇
就算我們之間有什麼問題 依然想念著你
雖然被放棄 雖然我願意
就算我們之間有什麼難題 黑夜 我還想著你
心碎人孤寂 雖然我願意

心碎人孤寂 雖然我願意
就算我們之間有什麼問題 依然想念著你
雖然被放棄 雖然我願意
就算我們之間有什麼難題 黑夜 我還想著你
心碎人孤寂 雖然我願意
心還想著你~

The Miniature Earth

Watched this interesting video recently.... guess i should share it....



If the world is made up of a population of 100 human.........

小品

最近，自己在一个下午自己搞定午餐，煎起鱼片来。

下油后，把鱼片放入滚滚的锅上。

突然发现有一只小蚂蚁在还没被油煎的部份上挣扎，爬来爬去。

油的滚滚浓烟薰着薰着，薰着薰着，蚂蚁不小心掉入那滚滚的油里………

啊，瞬间的绚丽……

It all start with a Letter.....

Hocus Pocus
A good deal of gold
Pampered by lust
Piled up full of arrogance
Ya!

Better don't try this anywhere cause
I know better
Realizing is better than nothing
Though we may sound fool
How worthy can this be??
Don't be stupid, it's a
A good deal of Gold
Ya!

Musica Symphony

Do you listen to music??

i bet you do. cause if not you're not belonging to this world. it can be choir music, pop, rock, punk, gothic, rap, blah blah blah, whatever that you like, but, they are music....

i always has been this musical guy who is always indulge in musical frezy, singing whenever i want to, hum whatever i want to hum (which always get me into trouble). but no doubt the music flows in my vein.

aside from that, i discovered my poetry ability by the age of 16, when i start to learn to express my feelings through self-made songs and poems. i kinda like the idea of inserting words and thoughts of your own choice in those fine masterpiece of yours, cause most of the people won't know what you're talking about or what thing you're refering to, except for those people who knows the stories behind the poem/song.

i guess that's why some poem and songs are so hard to understand?? hmm.....

well, to say the truth, my poetry and song-writing skills aren't that good, which is just enough to satisfy my personal expectations only. and then, first few of my masterpieces sucks like hell. i think if any paper is used to write my masterpiece on, that piece of paper will be dropping in its value. =P

however, as you write more and more, you'll get better and better, and soon you'll excel...

and mind you, inspiration doesn't comes like you breath in a lungful of air, then you got it. you had to go through experiences by experiences to get inspiration, some are happy, some sweet, some can be sweet, and some can crack your nerve and altered your feeble unstable mind. so mind you, it's dangerous. you do it at your own risk (just kidding ! =P)

recently i found a quote that really catches my eye, aside from being philosophic, it is also quite "weird", which i appreciated gladly. (i'm weird huh?)

Splendid....
The Way Existence turns into nothing in a moment of Brilliance.....
Death is spectacular the way it is.....

okay, please bear in mind that i'm not that kind of negative person, so.... just treat this as a piece of artwork k??

=)

till then, here's a piece of music for y'all

Not Funny

This is why we shouldn't pull pranks on other people..... it kills.
=P

Croatian Rhapsody

Senoia,
Thou tender scowl lapse my grim immunity
Intrudes into my life chamber
With thy moodless mockery
Bring about my internal diaspora

Senoia,
Thou meander among my dispossessed subsistence
Carving an alibi so lovely
I delusively assumed that I took a glimpse of eternity
But instantly you gone astray from me
Sending me apart
Disdained
Unloved
Alone.

Senoia,
The way thy disclose thine noumenon
So appalling and simultaneously darling
Provoked me to threw myself in
Into your nonveau glade
As I’m drenched in thine love
So affectionate and unblemished
I’m gone in my own phantasmal daydream

Senoia,
Thy passion is killing me
As thy were ripped away from me
Ditch me with more confusion
To what extent I am of value for thy.

Senoia,
Terminologies are not meant to be revealed,
So as my authentic contemplation are masked away from thy,
Though it is unfathomable
My emotion for thy is apparent and ongoing
To the end of the time.

LOVE LOVE LOVE

Love. Parental love....

it's kinda weird cause it's the kind of love that we'll find it weird and sometimes frustrating..... like what i've been feeling recently... it's just weird how this thing actually work...

okay, they always forbid us with something that we think we can do and complain about our wrong doings, while they themselves do it all the time.... they think that they're suppose to dominate over childrens and they think that children should oblige to their commands.....

but however, they love us...... so to say.... sometimes in a very weird way....

like a teacher who's celebrating his birthday recently, he got a sliced of birthday cake and bring it to his office, just to kept for his son.... he says that he's diabetic but i believe that even if he's not he would have do the same too.... PARENTs......... Parents.....

and my dad too.... he bought two 100 bucks ticket for some concert for me and my blog...... while he can actually bought a cheaper one with 25 bucks.... *perplexed expression*

parental love, how weird can it be??

How to build a camp fire. D.I.Y

People this is how we build a fire :

First......... you collect woods.... woods from the construction site will be good... (but if you don't want to be charged to the court please collect only used woods =))

Next, you put them into something which can transport the woods to the campfire site.

Stack it up as shown above

the remaining woods must be laid wide open to be dried... or else moisture in the wood = no fire.

remember, cooperation is essential in building a camp fire....

then, fill the structure with dried branches and woods

pour kerosene into the pile of woods.

in case you don't know what kerosene is, this is it.

Flame torch.... (you can use clothes to tie on wood to form a torch)

pouring green tea (kerosene) on the cloth of the torch

tie the whole structure so the structure won't collapse when it's burnt out....
soon the fire is built... only to be lit during night fall....
so we had some lame fun....

burning dried leaves

and weird cause there are four person who brought the same dish, from the same place!!

The torch is lit

and followed by the camp fire....

how tall is it?? you can use me as a comparison...



in the end, it became this tall ><