• Mikha Chan. 19 this year. God-lover. Truth-seeker. Christ's ambassador. Music-maker. Headbanger. Book-reader. Writer.

    Have fun.

    Cheers.

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  • twitter-ific!

    • Och, that looks blady well irrational. 2 days ago
    • Farmville. Mob Wars. Ninja Wars. Pet Society. Sighwthrofllolololol. 2 days ago
    • We gladly argue about Twitter and shattered glass. 2 days ago
    • ummmm...let's see..."Ngai eh myang he Mikha! Sorry, ngai hang mang hock Hakka hao..." xD 4 days ago
    • needs to brush up on his Hakka before he baliks kampung T-T 4 days ago
    • My heart is on fire. Haahh. 5 days ago
    • Mind fizzles like BZZT-colored dragons. 1 week ago
    • All it takes is one mistake. poof you're back to square one. 3 weeks ago
    • All I have to do this year is stick it out. 3 weeks ago
    • is feeling rather teed-off with himself right now. 4 weeks ago
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    the yamaha motif X8 workstation.

trickling away, it is.

It has already been what, four weeks since school started? And already my patience is beginning to wear thin.

It’s not that school sucks. Form Six is pretty awesome, and personally I think I’m doing well now; better than last year, anyway. But this whole business of school finishing at 3.30 p.m. is beginning to wear me out. I know this reaction is kinda late, but really: the physical strain of keeping alert (or trying to) till 3.30, coupled with my other commitments (such as the Powerhouse Missions’ Effort, ELS, St. John’s, my PA assignment, and my overall studies) is beginning to give me some very…um, uncharitable thoughts about the Ministry of Ed.

It’s safe to say I’m just a little frustrated.

Anyway, it seems that we KHS-ers will just have to suck it up. As a friend of mine succintly said: “Too bad. Sucks to be us.”

I suppose so. Hopefully I’ll find the silver lining in this cloud before long.

excelsior.

bullet train.

“clack. clack. clack. clack. clack clack clack clack clackclackclackclack – “

“Wah Mikha, your speech just now like bullet train weih!”

“Wah, Mikha, you really like train la. First slow, then speed up, then really fast! – then slow again at the end.”

sigh.

dang.

OK. revise, repeat, reassess.

excelsior.

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depressed lah I xD

well, you should come for CF!

why should you come for CF? like this lah...

eh, really?

eh, really?

waitwaitwait, like this...

waitwaitwait, like this...

heh. first CF of the year was today. ’twas good, ’twas a start.

excelsior.

rush of life.

This is gonna be our final year, so let’s make this good.

Oh, it’ll be good. Won’t it? Oh I hope so. Because at the rate things are going this year for me, I’m gonna get-a swamped like feesh if I don’t prepare myself. Major changes have come and are yet to come, baby.

So far there have been a few major changes in my life, as far as I’m concerned:

  1. The revised school scheduling system. You know, I am really wondering who is the topkick up there in the Ed. Ministry making the decisions for my school, ’cause they sure screwed up on this one. School finishing at 3.30 p.m. from Mondays to Wednesdays? What on earth kind of people do they think we are? Supermen? Forget the inevitable tiredness we’re all definitely going to be experiencing, how are we going to have enough time at home to do what we need to do? What my friend said they should have done (and I agree wholeheartedly with him on this one) is wait til’ next year, when the new batch of Form Sixers come in, then spring it on them, since they’ll be the first batch to have no STPM, what with the newly implemented semester system and all. But hey, Malaysian efficiency and consideration strikes yet again.
  2. Accounts’ class. OK, this piece of news I really have to mention. Honourable mention, boys and girls, ’cause I have dropped Accounts! *applause* I’m just real happy over this because up til’ now, the dreaded subject has been a lead weight on my mind, given my *ahem* natural aptitude for the subject (read: I SUCK AT IT). So what do I do now when Pn. Kan’s teaching in class? My English Lit, of course =)
  3. The Powerhouse Missions’ Committee. Last year, as I (and probably quite a few others) see it, was more or less an utter failure, mainly because of a certain person’s great sense of responsibility. No prizes for guessing who, but anyway with God’s grace and help, that person is determined not to make the same mistakes he made. For His glory, great things will be accomplished; greater things are yet to come!
  4. The other side of things. Finally figured it out. ‘ve chosen to ignore the buzzing in my ear that always upnotches everytime a certain sort of event happens. My life is His, devil. Not theirs, not yours, but His.

excelsior.

you’re in my way. *chainsaw buzzes to life*

Went to MidValley last night to watch James Cameron’s Avatar in 3D. People who went: Auntie Cheng Chee, Chung May, Zhan Kin, Zhan Ee, Uncle Nam Hong, my bro, and I.

Two words: Awesome shiz.

Seriously. The movie is just mindblowingly awesome. The concept…well, maybe it’s not too different from those Mother Nature/Gaia (FF7, anyone?) stories, but…well, Mr. Cameron has finally found his time – CGI to the rescue.

Mr. Cameron’s imagination is stunningly brought to life in this movie, set in the distant future, on a moon planet named Pandora. Humans, being the intrepid and preternaturally atavistic (in other words, stupid) creatures that they are, have arrived on this planet, seeking a energy-rich mineral called – with a lot of creative flair, get ready for this – unobtanium. Yes, original, no? =)

And of course, this after having drained out their own planet. Yeah, Earth. Oooh, rich, isn’t it? Full of metal. Full of irony. You’d think we’d have learned by then.

Anyway, the premise of the following chaos is that a paraplegic Marine, Jake Sully, comes to Pandora after the death of his scientist brother to replace him in his work with the Avatars, which are basically genetically built bodies made up of both human and Na’vi (the natives) DNA. And yes, he gets to take it over. But why? Well, the humans have found the biggest stash of unobtanium ore on the planet, which happily has to be – yeah, you guessed it – under the main Na’vi civilization center.

“So they talked it over, right? Didn’t they?”

Nope. Soldiers were already on the planet, so that if initial negotiations failed…out comes the flamethrower. It’s better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness, certainly, but this is a bit much. And so typically human.

So now Jake has three months to bond with them and convince them to leave the area before the bulldozers come and level the place. And…well, duh, he bonds with them. What does that tell you?

After watching the movie, well, I left the place feeling rather less than optimistic. Because, you see, it more than hits the mark. Humans! We want the world. We want everything. And ooooh, there’s a lot of good stuff in this place. Good, aye? Oh, darn, there’s people living on the area. And man, that rainforest looks mighty beautiful.

Too bad. Chainsaw, Jeeves? *WHIRRRRR*

Anyway, nice movie. Two thumbs up.

rewrite yo!

As of now, it is 1.25 p.m., and it is officially 2010!

*fanfare and fireworks*

Just came back from the Watchnight at church tonight, where we had a blast listening to testimonies and watching presentations. Continued an old tradition with good ol’ Danco (we’re 19! we’re 19! wooohh!)

Hah, I may have sounded excited when I did that with Danco, but the truth is that just as much as I am excited, I am also equally (if not more) uncertain. So much uncertainty! So much possibility! The world’s gonna be that much bigger for me, and will I be able to shoulder up to the things it’ll throw at me?

Looking back, 2008 has been…quite a good year. I discovered a lot of things about myself, and matured very much. At the same time, I discovered a lot of flaws within myself, and met with some…interesting experiences. A lot of new people waltzed their way into my life this year, especially with Form Six – people like Lilian, Jia Jun, Ainie, and so on. Basically, my horizons blew wide open.

God began to really speak to me early 2008, beginning with the Empower program (in which I went for three weeks to Cambodia for missions). I learnt more about how much He loves me, and who I am in Him. Honestly? I learnt just how weak I am, and how much I desperately need God to complete me. I was meant to be with Him. And I keep learning, day by day, how to draw near to Him, to let Him master the rage of my emotions and life. How to surrender my all to Him: my fears, insecurities, desires, life. Everything.

He planted a seed in my heart, a vision, His purpose in my life. I’ve found it’s time to begin to stand up and fight. Stop sleeping, stop dreaming, start fighting.

2010: a new year, a new start. An open book waiting to be written. And as I stride (boldly, with His help) into this new year, I am going to trust all I am into His hands.

rewrite yo!

yule shoot your eye out =)

Admittedly, a decidedly morbidly macabre post title, but it was all I could think of now. xD and it happens to be a Fall Out Boy song that got stuck in my head a couple munfs ago.

so…Merry Christmas, all!

Yuletide ’tis here, the New Year is near, and all around the glorious spirit of capitali — I mean, Christmas has taken the end of the year.

Of giving, and blessing, and remembering the birth of our Savior King. Of sharing and fellowship.

A time to sit back. A time to remember. A time to celebrate. And renew connections.

We celebrate your victory, Lord Jesus!

So this Christmas, what have I to say? Hmmm. Not much, but let’s just recap the day so far.

Day’s events up till now:

9 a.m.-11 a.m.: Christmas service. Noticed a certain lack of people at first.

11 a.m. – 3.30 p.m.: Makan at Desa Amal Jireh at the invitation of Noah Perumal Manickam xD Had a blast with Noah, YT, Vivien and Ainie there. Chatted for hours, and noticed that more of the boys (and yeah, one girl) came to take our photos when Ainie and Vivien arrived. Man =) Was given a tour of the compound by Noah, saw the animal enclosure (eeehh besarnya ayam! HAHAHAHA./ehh, I heard that angsa hiss!), felt like attacking the rusted trampoline, and generally had a good time. Photos probably will be Facebook-ed later.

3.40 p.m. till now: Typing this post. So that’s it, ladies and gentlemen. Merry Christmas to all of you, and let’s see what the rest of the day and year have in store.

Excelsior.

frailty, thy name is woman – arrrghhh! feminists!

I am currently working on Shakespeare’s Hamlet for my English Literature. And I gotta say, the book was hard like nuts to understand at first, with the freaking old style of talking used in it.

Holy schlamoly, isn’t there a cop show on where they talk like real people?

- Calvin (Calvin and Hobbes, Bill Watterson)

The story was twistier than a snake to begin with, and with the weird words they used – cap-a-pie, for example – man, without the additional notes I’d be screwed.

but then came along Kenneth Branagh’s Hamlet movie.

I have to admit, the movie does bring a whole lot of new life to the thing. I do wonder whether the spear-shaking playwright would have been pleased with it =)

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anyway, on a less literary note – yes, I do know. My taste for books can be rather weird to many of you. And believe me, it don’t mean that I am very the atas. Just so you know =)

APYAC ‘09 has come and gone, and it was a blast, to say the least. It was good, it was enlightening, and it was inspiring. What can I say? God really spoke to all of us through the different events. Rev. Mike Pilavachi’s (who incidentally, is most definitely Greek) sermons – the man is a laugh-riot – Rev. Clement Wong – another riot all on his own – and the different people from the different nations. It was really inspiring to see and hear of the good news from the other countries, like Japan, Bangladesh and so on. God really spoke to me then. But I gotta say, it was tiring. Seriously. Back and forth every morn and night…crash in bed, toss and turn, wake again…by the second morn, Simon, Meng Jun and I were sleeping out our trips there in the van.

anyway, God planted a seed in my heart that I expect to come to fruition within the next month or so. Or years. Let’s see where He leads me.

excelsior.

disappointing if not for the adrenaline.

I watched New Moon today.

For the few rare city-people-who-haven’t-heard-about-the smash-hit-Twilight-series-by-Stephenie-Meyer-and-were-probably-raised-in-a-cave…well, it’s basically a vamp romance story. Visualize Romeo with fangs and Juliet as a trouble-magnet chick…and you’ve got the gist of it. New Moon is the sequel to the first book/movie, Twilight.

Anyway, I watched it today at Times Square with Liew, Lilian, Deen and Charlene. And I gotta say they make pretty awesome mall-crawling mates =)

So what can I say? If you’ve read the book before watching the movie, then in my opinion you might react in one of two possible ways, mostly depending on whether you’re a action freak or not. Guys: you’d find it largely disappointing, except for the cool-as-hell action scenes (especially when Jacob Black does that awesome-cool werewolf-phase in mid-air thing. And admittedly, Taylor Lautner makes a pretty good Jacob Black). Girls…you’ll find it disappointing. Period. Unless, of course, you like action as well.

Why disappointing? From how I see it, the story isn’t well told. The emotion conveyed in the book is followed to-the-letter in terms of expression, but somehow does not get across. Too fast-paced, too many important aspects were left out. Sure, Edward Cullen looks oh-so-emo. But the movie kinda devolves him from well-meant anxious guy to a total wuss (considering his vamp strength and all) who just needs black greased hair and a blade across his wrist to complete the picture. I suspect that it’s not Pattinson’s fault. He’s a pretty good actor. But to my mind, some of the other sides of his character could have been fleshed out as well in the movie script.

If you haven’t read the book, however, you’d probably enjoy it. I think.

Oh well, still a good watch, nonetheless.

And for those Twilighters out there who disagree with my review, do bear in mind that this is only how I see it. You wanna argue, go find someone else. There are lots of mamak stalls out there for you to haunt and have a good talk over a couple teh-tariks. That’s what the mamak stall exists for.

excelsior.