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Hmm. Today is a good day. I get to go back early, not 15 minutes before 5, or 5pm.... Besides, I did not have any plan after I reached home. Unlike other days, where I will be heading to gym or heading to the city (like tomorrow).

Don't get me wrong. I love the city. Love it so damn much! But some days I just want to stay back at home, in my room and relax! Wake up late in the arvo, and just sit in front of my lappie and some useless stuffs. But being a hypocrite, I will hate that kind of life after awhile. Hehehehe.

Some people might be interested with my honours. Hmmm...... what nice thing to say about it?..... What I know is things won't go as you have planned..... You think you can the bull-eyes with just once shot? No bloody way..... This week I carried out my 2nd trial for the first part of the project.... FIRST PART of the project already need several trials..... What about the rest?..... Next week I need to do something tedious and long.... Still I will pray for Fridays to come earlier. Hehehehehe.

As I said before (maybe some already know this, after I-nonstop-promoting it), I will be going down the big smoke. My cousin's birthday! Yep, on our Malaysian Independent (Merdeka) Day. He will be a proud Malaysian if he were to stay and born in Malaysia. But he is not. Hehehehe. Too bad.

Okay, Since we can upload video in the blogspot! I tried uploading a very funny yet stupid video for you us to have a laugh! But in vain.... It is too large, and it takes forever to upload. After awhile, my patience run thin, and I stop uploading it.... hehehehehe

So I upload one of the clips of us throwing our graduation hats! Not as funny as the one I tried in the first place.......Anyway, if you wanna see more clips, go to MooMooLander Blog

Got Tagged

Arrgghhh..... I just got tagged.... Stupid Ammie suddenly tag people out of the blue, after like 2 months stop updating her blog..... Well since I am so free, I might as well join in the vibe!

Here are the Tag rules:

1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they've tagged, and to read your blog.

8 random things you (people/Homo-sapien) to know about me:

1. I hate people calling me "SMART". Hate people calling me that word the most... You can call me a bum or other stuffs, but not smart. I felt like the "smart" word is so fake. Hehehe.
   
2. I cherish my friendships very much. But I believe friendships are maintained by both parties.
   
3. I sleep with my boxer; not a very humiliating stuffs. Since almost every guy might do that. It is nicer with boxer FYI
4. I am kinda shoppaholic! I love to buy heaps heaps heaps of jackets. Luckily I staying over a country with four seasons.
   
5. I love to drink alcohols. But my tolerant is not that good. Especially with beers..... I'll definitely vomit the next morning. Something with the malt and my stomach that don't goes well together.
6. I don't eat sweets; don't like the sweet taste that linger in my mouth. But I like chocolates and ice-cream/gelato/gelati!
7. I am a hermit crab (Horoscope of Cancer). I kinda have double identity. Outside I might look happening and happy, but there is another part of me, buried deep inside which I never let anyone see before
8. I like to watch some comedy/love movies. But I never believe in all those soulmate or love at first sight stuffs

There you goes..... 8 Stuffs I never want to let any Homo sapiens to know....... Although half way through, I can't really think of anything anymore, end up crapping in the middle part.... hehehehehe.

Oh wait oh wait, I get to tag 8 more people huh?!

Then, the lucky contestants are:

1. Nicole
2. Danial
3. Jason Lim
   
4. Wayne
5. Hui Ru
6. and I can't think of any other people edi
7. You!
8. Yes you. Don't look here and there. You are the lucky contestant! If you are free, you have to write. Instead of sitting there and watch Simpsons, do something useful for Blog's sake. Hahahahaha.
   

Australian Antarctic Division

Suddenly I have an urge to write this entry. Yes, how pathetic huh? Other people have the urge to have sex, have an urge to eat fatty foods like Maccas, have the urge to join a drink feast, etc etc. But, I have an urge to writhe this entry.... Okay, okay, what is so important that Lex has to write this entry immediately, before he forgets. Well, the urge arises from me wanting to work temporarily for Australian Antarctic Division (AAD). Click on it if you wanted to know more about AAD.

I've been looking at the website for the whole arvo, my anticipation grew stronger and stronger. I love the winter (summer is the worst time ever, 20 years of summer, I had enough), and I love to help out the environment. Just so happen, they are doing several projects about remediation of petroleum! The research I am coincidently working on!!!!! Fat Aunt has suggested this idea to me previously, during the Adelaide trip. I was kinda unsure about that. What pulled me back previously?

1. I need to wash my hair every single morning, my hair will become oily over the nite.....
2. I need my electronic stuffs. I need my lappie and musics.
3. I am kinda urban person, need to city's treat once awhile.
4. Etc etc.

So what happened to me, that made me change my mind?
Well,

1. I can shave my hair bald. I am willing to do that, just to go Antarctic. No hair means no worries. Hahaha
2. I am not working full time in Antarctic!

This two reasons are enough for me to go there desperately! So what is my plan?

• After my honours, I try my best best to get Aussie PR, and then get a stable job. Mostly related to research and environmental microbiology.
• Work my ass off for one year, without break.
• Take my accumulated leaves to work with AAD!
• Go to Antarctic as Temporary Worker for Remediation of petroleum in Macquarie Island!!!!

Really really really hope my this dream can come true!!!!!! But this plan takes a bloody long time. Hope I still have the same fire in me after 2 years. Hahahhaa.

Weekends!

Well it has been awhile since I blogged, both in this blog and my MooMooLanders blog. Anyway, if you people want to Simpsonize yourselves, click the Simpsonize Me
The photo below is my Simpsonized face! Totally different huh?!So what had happened to this bloke, until he can't blog almost everyday, if not twice a day. Answer: Honours........ Starting from last Monday, my Honours has come to a phase where there is no longer any after-lunch-extremely-free-arvo. After lunch, I went back straight to my lab to continue with my lab. Some of the days are just dead tiring, and other days are dead tiring yet unproductive....

I spend like on day preparing 216 agar plates for my microbie (microorganisms), and another day just walking about hunting for stuffs.... People are definitely very stingy when it comes to apparatus. Just for a masking tape or sticky tape, I need to provide a 100-reasons'-list. Tj did asked me why did I sound so agitated, I wonder how he knows I got so agitated..... Anyway, the agitation will arise when things you are looking for are either not enough, or they are not sterile..... Yes, I need my stuffs to be sterile, not because I am pathetic, but because of the nature of these experiments I am doing...... Everyday throughout the week, I felt/looked like a zombie when I reach home. I was complaining for the first few days.

But then, I realised that I will be working in this researching field when I come out working. I can't be complaining and be agitated every single days..... Besides, I have tried my best not to complain that much anymore. Hehehehe. PowerNap is what I need! But I hope I can get power-nap once awhile, sometime I might not get to sleep at all. I am not a good sleeper (is it what you called? Or something else). It is worse, when you are such a picky person, yet staying with a nocturnal wombat (oops, person). Hahahah.

Then, of course, weekends are the days I am longing for everyday. Weekends are the days where I can have them all by myself, not doing experiments or plying my eyes with a toothpick every morning... Hahaha. Weekends are the days I can swim and go for exercise, and sleep in until late in the day! Hahaha.

OMG. It is Saturday nite already..... My this Saturday is about to end very soon...... Sunday just passes by without me noticing, and Monday is another fighting day. I wonder should I go to Melbourne city next weekend or the week after next?.

Lord Darth Lex!

Yippie!!!!! Today, I almost jump up with joy! Why?????
My mask came on time, just before we need to do mix our compost. Sorry being so pathetic, I don't like the idea of breathing pathogen spores. Oh, for those of you who don't know what I am saying; I am a Honours student (ahem!) doing research on bioremediation of waste with compost (not so ahem, but I liked it!). Don't know what is compost? Just type http://www.gofuckinggoogleit.com and you will know......

Anyway, back to my psyche, it came just on time, and I've said that twice..... It is installed with HEPA (High Efficiency Particulate Air) filter. Means I am safe from all the harmful pathogens and their spores!!!!!That one belongs to me, I am not going to let any other person use it. And I reckon no one want to use mine, god knows what could be produced from my breath. Hahahaha. Now, I not only need to wear safety goggle (got use of that); I need to wear the mask whenever we do stuffs with the open compost. Anyway it helps because the waste smelt like vomits and others smelt like petroleum spills..... Oh wait, they are petroleum waste, what the hell I am talking about?..... If you are wondering, the waste that smell like vomit or worse is actually waste from grease trap that we got from the fast-food restaurant.... Yep, Maccas or KFC or Hungry Jack and etc....

Me wearing full PPE (Personal Protective Equipment) in the lab. Overslept, so didn't have time to wax my hair....

However, when we wore that, there are some disadvantages. It is hard to hear what my supervisor wanted to say, when he is wearing one as well. Our breathing sounded like Lord Darth Vader, from Star Wars. If I have a safety hat from the construction, I will look exactly the same as Lord Vader!


Then, after reading Kenny Sia's blog for long, I've the urge to start playing with my pictures..... And here you are, Lord Darth Lex!!!!!!!! Hahahahaha..... *pathetic laugh*

Which one is more handsome???? Please say me?!

Dear to me

I really have no idea what I want to write for this entry. But felt like writing into my blog, which clearly has no one bother writing their crap over the crapbox or worse don't even bother looking. hehehehe. Should I keep on promoting my blog? Then people will call me "SHAMELESS" for keep on promoting it... Hahaha

Okay, let me explain what is the meaning of independent. With independent, you are more likely to go through your life without fear and worries. You can finish a job given to you without helps from other people. You believe (so is other people) you can do such thing no doubt. Don't you feel good? Able to do stuffs without helps of others.

But, it is never this case. When you are too independent (by the look of it), people will easily brush you off; thinking you can make it yourself. However, most of the independent people are emotional dependent. They looked too hard and bright outside, when there is a dark and gloom cave under the skin. It is good when these people found someone who can light up their caves, but others, might need cobweb to help them keep company. Hahaha.

The amount of single people are rising by days (both sexes). This means people are getting more independent by days. But this is not the way. Especially Malaysian. I reckon, Malaysian are getting so independent, most guys are single.... Or they are the loser in the ultimate game called relationship... I would like to believe they are independent. I am still living in denial. Hahaha

I wanna thank this particular person who turn on a torchlight in my caves during summer. Thank you very much. You are there when I needed the most. Please light it once again and forever.

~Het missen van u ~ S'ennuyer de vous ~ Vermissen Sie ~ Sig.na voi ~ 逃すこと ~ 너를 놓침 ~

China Chinese Vs Oversea Chinese

This entry is something that I felt like letting it out of my chest, since the first week of the semester had started. As you can see, this semester there are 30 China students from some part of China, don't know which university which did twining program with Monash Gippsland. So happen, that out of 30 China students, 2 of the guys are staying in our house. I am not trying to be a big fat and inconsiderate racist here, I am just merely stating the obvious.

The first thing that changed a lot in our house is the cleanliness. Benches were stained with fats and residues which could not be removed. Dishes and pots which is super-glued with food residues, although some were so called "washed". Sinks were blocked for donkey years and can be turned into sock (no fish can stay in there) tank soon. Do I need to mention about our toilets?

Then, comes the question. What makes us so different? Oversea Chinese are the Chinese (mostly Southern Chinese) which migrated from their home country to another place for the future of their kin. At that time, China was having some population boom, and people are losing jobs. My Granddad moved out of Guangzhou/Canton to Penang, Malaysia. Now, my siblings, all my cousin and I are Malaysian Chinese. Some of the good things about Oversea Chinese are: their English is slightly (not much for others) better than their peer from China, they have siblings whom will fight with them just for the fun of it, etc. etc. You can find Chinese just about everywhere, I reckon Chinese is the most resilient race!!!!!!

After mentioning the Oversea Chinese, there is always the China Chinese, whom parents remained in China, and they probably have no other siblings besides their cousins. With this, I heard, it makes them very spoil? I can't make judgement, can I? Anyway, those who able to make it to Aus, are definitely rich spoil kids. Hahaha. Ooops sorry.....

Anyway, back to my problem. What makes us so different? Once we are out of our home ground, people tend to according to the environment, it is call Human Adaptation and Evolution. So those who are away from their home ground since young, their tend to follow the specific country's culture. Some of the Asian in America have no idea how to speak their mother tongue. The good stuffs about Oversea Chinese in South East Asia is that they tend to keep some of their Chinese culture. They can speak good dialect, if not Mandarin. But just as I thought we were more alike the Chinese back home, we are very different actually. I am not saying the people back in China are less educated, but with the large amount of people in one small spot, people don't really care about cleanliness. Can you imagine; your dinning room window is facing the toilet window of another unit? People throwing rubbish everywhere, every corner on your pathway? Children shit outside the store facing the main road? I've been to China before, and I don't think I want to go back.

I know this is the situation back in the mainland China. But please don't do these stuffs when you are out of your comfort zone..... My house is currently having such crisis, and I don't know what I can do to solve it. They don't seems to know what I am saying, even when I was speaking at the speed of a tortoise, and I don't like to speak Mandarin until I have to. I hope no wars will begin in this house though......

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Disclaimer - Lex is not trying to be prejudice. He is merely stating the obvious that is happening around him. If you still insist of sending him to court, you might as well pay for his court fine fees. He has no such money......

No Complain(s)

Well I was going to write something about this morning, but after today, I don't think I can complain anymore. For those who know me, I like to voice out my disagreements or discontentment. For today, I need to wake up at ungodly hour 5.45am just to travel back to Churchill to help my supervisor with the compost mixing. I was going to start my rambling, until...

For the past few days/weeks, all I did was waking up in late morning/ sometime afternoon, to do some articles reading and watch more telly.... Those days were pretty bored. Then, a few days ago, I went back to Melbourne, just to do my body checkup for my Visa extension. While I was at the city, I called up my technical supervisor, John, and he said I can come over today to help him and Craig with mixing of the oily sludge and compost. I was kinda psyched with that idea, but immediately being put off because I need to start traveling early morning just to reach Churchill at around 9am or 10 am....

My aunt, who is a nurse, promised will drop me over the station when she goes off to work. It was 5.45am when I forced myself to wake up, took a shower and prepare myself. When we were outside the house, on the way to the city, we saw the West Gate Bridge was chock a block with vehicles...... Ungodly 6.30 in the morning and everyone from the city are on the bridge, heading toward that big smoke....

When I was in the train, there were heaps of people, from primary students to elders. All of them need to wake up around my time, or even earlier just to get the train, for a better school that is about 45 minutes or 1 hour train away. There is this guy from my campus whom I met when I was waiting for the campus taxi, that he travel up and down 3 days per week.... 3 DAYS PER WEEK..... Gosh, I rather sleep at home, than coming to uni which needs around 2 to 3 hours with public transports. Then this gal whom I met, also in the taxi, said the same thing. They were chirping away about the methods to wake up at this ungodly hour, couldn't help by adding some tips of mine, using my mobile alarm....

Now, I felt so thanks and relieved that I stayed back in my hostel, which is less than 5 minutes walk from the university. That I can go back home to take a good nap after my lab or class (no more classes though, I graduated from my degree!). That I do not need to travel another 2 hours to go back to my home sweet home. Basically I am very thankful to my aunt and my parent!

Maybe it is different culture, where Aussie tends to keep their lifestyle, while I rather change my whole lifestyle, just to suit the new environment!
Signing off, without any complains