Monday, August 10, 2009
Well, they came to Penang for 5days 4nights home-stay and few days ago they left to Kuala Lumpur and now they are in Melacca. I miss them so much!! sigh...
when can we meet again?
Hope I can meet you guys next year if I am eligible to go there for studies!
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Well, I met him when I join Tzu Chi Humanity School. I was very quiet and lonely until him and others come toward me chit-chat. My reaction was like dump-boll? smile? weird? Could be...hmmm...no comments...
Before his National Service we hang out quite a lot to watch movies and eat or even sometime come to Switch (Apple Authorised Reseller) to meet me and chit-chat...
Probably from now onwards, I don't think I can hang out with him until unknown...The last hang was this tuesday, we went to The Ship for dinner and it was raining heavily. god...
Choon Ling, We (Tzu Chi 2008 form5) are all thinking of you! We will support you, many prayers being sent your way. You will complete your studies and have your own restaurant in Sydney,Australia. Don't forget to belanja me when I go to meet you...XD
Friday, June 26, 2009
Which Michael Jackson will be remembered? The unsurpassed entertainer, the gifted and driven song-and-dance man who wielded rhythm, melody, texture and image to create and promote the best-selling album of all time, “Thriller”? Or the bizarre figure he became after he failed in his stated ambition to outsell “Thriller,” and after the gleaming fantasy gave way to tabloid revelations, bitter rejoinders and the long public silence he was scheduled to break next month?
In the end, the superstar and the recluse were not so far apart.
Mr. Jackson built his stardom on paradox. As a child star he was precocious; as an adult he was childlike. His only competition was himself. Within the razzle-dazzle of his songs, he sang about fears and uncertainties in that high, vulnerable voice: flinching from monsters in “Thriller,” wishing he could just “Beat It” when trouble began.
He was a racial paradox, too: an African-American whose audience was never segregated, but whose features grew more Caucasian and whose skin grew lighter through his career, to discomfiting effect. His own face had become a mask.
All of Mr. Jackson’s show-business skills — the ones he learned under his father’s sometimes brutal instruction and then within the Motown Records hitmaking assembly line — were at once a way to please the broadest possible audience and to shield himself from them, safe within his own spectacle.
Despite all his time onstage and on the air, Mr. Jackson stayed remote: styled, rehearsed and choreographed. He had one of history’s largest audiences, and it never really knew him.
There was no denying his talent. His voice leaped out of the radio in Jackson 5 songs like “I Want You Back,” even for those who didn’t see how he danced on television. He internalized Motown’s philosophy of making music for a broad audience — not just a black or white audience as pop grew increasingly segmented in the 1970s — and when he took over his own career, with “Off the Wall” in 1979, he applied that philosophy to the newest sounds he could find, in and out of discos.
His ambition was seductive when he urged “Don’t Stop ’Til You Get Enough.” He offered something to everybody on “Thriller,” which may have been the most strategic crossover album to date: a duet with a Beatle in “The Girl Is Mine,” dizzying electronic beats in “Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’,” rock guitar in “Beat It.”
His established stardom helped get his African-American face onto MTV, breaking what seemed like a color line, in what was a hugely beneficial step for both. Mr. Jackson wasn’t just an old-school show-business expert who could sing and dance onstage in real time; he was also more than ready for the music-video era, turning his songs into high-concept video clips that fit the chorus-line production of old Hollywood musicals into television-sized nuggets.
His dance moves were angular and twitchy, hinting at digital stops and starts rather than analog fluidity — except, of course, for his famous moonwalk, the image of someone striding gracefully without ever leaving center stage.
The world-beating success of “Thriller” was Mr. Jackson’s triumph and burden. He had the sales, the Grammy Awards, the screaming audiences in every country he toured. And he would spend the rest of his career trying to repeat the experience working many of the same maneuvers into his music: another duet, another rock guitar, another ratcheting dance track. Mr. Jackson never stopped being catchy, but behind the sheen some of the songs grew darker and stranger, like “Smooth Criminal,” with its intimations of violence, on the 1987 album “Bad.”
Mr. Jackson labored; his albums came four, five, six years apart. The hip-hop era had arrived, with its bluntly candid lyrics and quick-and-dirty productions, both contrary to Mr. Jackson’s style; he tried to keep up the crossover with raps from the Notorious B.I.G., but that didn’t buy him street credibility.
The songs grew increasingly divided between benevolent messages like “Heal the World” and spiteful ones like “Why You Wanna Trip on Me” on his 1991 album “Dangerous.” On his 1995 album “HIStory” — which started out as a greatest-hits collection but added a second album of new songs — Mr. Jackson’s fury boiled over in new songs like “They Don’t Care About Us” and “Tabloid Junkie.”
Part of the pop audience — and critics, too — took pleasure in Mr. Jackson’s setbacks. He had long been billing himself as the King of Pop, and the cover of “HIStory” shows him as a giant statue, the kind that gets toppled when tin-pot dictators (or pop idols) are overthrown.
The underlying sweetness that had made Mr. Jackson endearing, even at his strangest, had curdled, and he couldn’t resuscitate it for his final album, “Invincible,” in 2001. All the pieces he had put together, all the paradoxes that he had been able to resolve with sheer musicality, started to fall apart. He was working on a stadium spectacle for shows in London this summer, and we will never know if all his skill and showmanship could have given him a new start.
Here are some of the songs I like the most :
We are the world
I am not alone
Heal The World
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Group Photo of IT class in South Australian Matriculation (SAM)
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Why have we forgotten to treat one another first with gratitude, contentment, good will and understanding? In our loss of respect for each other, there is not enough love or an awakening of our innate universal love. Should we remember that all creatures in the universe are one, we would then know to let go of our egotism, set aside our mutual misunderstanding, and eliminate our selfishness. From the depths of our hearts will arise a reverent love for all beings and we will return to the true, clear essence of our human nature.
Everyone has the great love.We learn from what we do and we do what we have learned.In this way, we experience the meaning of the admonition, "Let the god be in your heart, your words and love in your deeds."
If every person can give love without asking for anything in return, we can look forward to a world of certain peace with goodness, beauty and truth.
let's save the earth. NO MORE DISASTER HAPPENING...
Sunday, March 29, 2009
This semester my five subjects have been a lot of work.My legal studies(Basic Law of Australian) class is fairly based on common sense and involves issues I learn nowadays but is still a challenge because when writing cases or politics, if you have even one error you get a zero on it. I have never paid so much attention to the different variations. god...My English class is by far the easiest and the most relaxing. My math class makes me shake my head, after all it is math but it seems like add math or specialist math. It is math that you learn in high school but need to refresh on and it is the basic math that everyone needs so I’m set. The more challenging class though would be Economics. It is one of those classes where I go everyday, take all the notes, follow along to the lectures and do most of the reading then a research the market value in Australia along. I sit and face my Mac almost everyday.
It is very disturbing to not know what you are doing wrong when you are doing everything you can think of.
In addition to college life, I have recently totaled my car and quit and back my job. Although I now have a car and job as you can see life has been extremely stressful lately. Sadly, one morning on my way to college I got in a fender bender and had to say goodbye to my friend Harvin who is going to KL after all study in Disted for just a week.
Since I live in Penang and school is a lit bit of a challenge I thought it would be wise to have extra cash on backup. XD
I hope all of you have a wonderful and enjoyment life in college and are looking forward to graduating in a few months.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Das Leben ist wie eine Gratwanderung, wie Walking, wenn nicht ernsthaft in die Zukunft blicken, hat aber wieder sehen, oder es muss.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Your support in much needed..
Please spread this message to all your friends..
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
hmmm....what i wish for this year huh?
Hope I can get my own target set for SPM result...
Hope I can get Macbook Pro 2.8GHz (Customize)
Hope I can get a Casio watch with thermometer,compass and majority for sport purpose and looks big...
Hope I can get Crumpler's 15''inch bagpack...
Hope I can get the hairstyle I have been waited for...
Hope I can get Nike free 5.0 Running Shoes...
Hope I can get....................................
Will all my wish comes true?
here a special thank to switch's crews who teach me all the procedure in opening and closing esp Chia Hoey(looks a bit quiet), Xing Hao(nice to joke),henrick( I.T advancer),Pinteng(top sales and give his tips to me),Khar Ling(Top sales),Jun Jie(maniac),Yee Wen(good in account),etc.....
Friday, February 20, 2009
Jeden Tag in meinem Leben in ein Stück weißes Papier, jede Person und jedes Ding ist ein lebendiger Artikel.