Vice President?… VICE-PRESIDENT!!!
Had my English for Interpretation class just now where the Prof chanced upon the word "Vice". Wanting to explain to us, she used an old series "Miami Vice" as an example. From what I got is that the word "Vice" means something immoral and a bad habit… Hmmm…
Following my train of thoughts I went back and checked the meaning in the Internet since I’m in lacking of a good dictionary in university. Here are the meanings of the word "Vice" quoted from Dictionary.com…
vice1
–noun
1. an immoral or evil habit or practice.
2. immoral conduct; depraved or degrading behavior: a life of vice.
3. sexual immorality, esp. prostitution.
4. a particular form of depravity.
5. a fault, defect, or shortcoming: a minor vice in his literary style.
6. a physical defect, flaw, or infirmity: a constitutional vice.
7. a bad habit, as in a horse.
8. (initial capital letter
) a character in the English morality plays, a
personification of general vice or of a particular vice, serving as the buffoon.
Okay, here’s my train of thoughts… So… What about VICE-PRESIDENT then???
If Vice = immoral.
And President = a person who presides.
Then Vice + President = IMMORAL LEADER???
To my relief there’s another explanation for it… As I scroll down Dictionary.com I found another meaning (And it was almost at the end of the page!!!)…
vice- [vais]
second in rank and acting as deputy for
Example: the Vice-President; the vice-chairman
I guess the dash in between the word does play a role after all! Though small and unnoticeable but it still has a significance… (Waahhh I sounded so philosophical here…)
Here’s the moral of the day! It’s not advisable to use mathematics and words together!!! Hahaha… And also have a GOOD dictionary by your side always!!! Hahaha… (Hey that makes 2 morals for the day already… [A clash of my train of thoughts...])
P.S.: To all the Vice-Presidents out there who might chanced upon this entry… No
offense ya… Just some enlightening thoughts… I know someone who’s gonna get me for sure dy… But she’s in Terengganu now!!! Hee… I’ve escaped her
wrath!!! Hey wait… what if she reads it when she’s back??? (Hence the clash of the train of thoughts again…)
FYP…
Yay!!! Woohoo!!! Finally gotten my glasswares and washed them properly… Now waiting to autoclave it, then I can start of with my project dy…
Yeah, now I’m in final yr dy… With a project of my own… The title??? Haha… Hard 2 explain, to cut the story short… It’s extracting DNA from baby fishes (No… I dun have to kill them… =P) and using DNA markers to identify the parentage genetic information they have inherited from their papa and mama fishes… Hahaha…
If u went :"Huh???" Imagine CSI, using all the long pipettes and pipetting the DNA into small long tubes (called appendrof tubes) and centrifuging it and stuff. I also need 2 do gel electrophoresis and using PCR (Polymerase Chain Reaction) to separate the DNA from proteins… Sounds complicated rite? Hope I can do all of this!!! :}
Yeah I’ve received comments like :"Boring topic… Mine’s more interesting…" Whatever… I’m satisfied coz I always have had an interest in genetics and DNA. Now being able to enter a DNA lab (though not very sophisticated… Wakaka… XD … But it’s still something…) and doing all the "cool" stuffs it’s seems like a dream come true. And I give the credit to God and God alone! He knows what’s my dreams and desires; He knows how dismayed I am when I wasn’t able to enter Microbiology in the 1st place; He knows my interest in animals; He knows my sad and confused feelings when I found out about my supervisor who’s a lecturer under Botany field (How did Zoology students ended under him I also dunno…); He knows my AMPLIFIED sad feelings when I realized that my supervisor is actually the vice dean and we waited like for 2 weeks before getting hold of him to get our topics; He knows how troubled I am when I am told that we need to do our thesis in BM; He knows how tiring I am to run all over the campus to get materials for the projects; He knows how small and intimidated I feel in the lab and amongst the super seniors… Believe me, He knows.
That’s why I’m giving Him credit to what’s happening in my life too… I thank Him for giving me this topic which I’m really interested in and He knows interest spurs me on; I thank Him for angels around guiding me through the project and giving me help though they’re not required to; I thank Him for smooth preparations so far; I thank Him for a loosely- packed timetable so far to accommodate all my lab works; I thank Him for understanding family members and friends who encourage me and give me advices; I thank Him for CF mates who help me out with stuffs when they know how busy I am; I thank Him for a friend who extended her home and family when I desperately needed rest and food (I devoured a big lunch at their place… and fruits and ice creams…
); I thank Him for church members who encourages me through their life, their testimony, their teachings and their smiles…
Why "jiwang" all the sudden you might ask? Well, probably it’s my FINAL YEAR… Time does seem definite after all… It’s not indefinite… or infinity… It seems to be measurable all of a sudden… And you suddenly realized that you’re running out of it, and you need to treasure it and prepare to say goodbyes…
Oh well, whatever comes will come! Jz cherish with what we have now and thank God everyday for it, coz deep down you know you do not deserve it but it’s all by His grace, love, mercy and blessings that you get enter USM, study this course, serving Him in campus ministry, meeting a bunch of amazing ppl, and doin this FYP… Thank You Lord! =)
P.S: In case you dunno what’s FYP… It’s Final Year Project!!! =)
Current Affairs | Comments (5)Continution of the “Pau” story…
Yeah guess what… Was looking back at my blog when I suddenly remembered that there’s more to tell about my "Pau" story… (Reference… Blog No. 20!! Haha… so formal…)
Was back home when my mom told me the story… It seemed the mistake that I made so long then turned out to be quite a joke with my parents and my mom’s friend, so they always use "Dau" (Knife) to substitute "Pau" (Pau? Haha…) in real life. The joke went a bit far fetched though… See the conversation belows and judge yourself… Haha…
My mom’s friend, Aunty called my Dad from the market to ask whether they wanna buy paus to eat…
Aunty : "Hello Mr Tan? Eh, 2day the "Daus" (Knives, which they understand between
themselves that it’s supposed to mean the paus!) very nice, do you want to
get some?"
My Dad : "Oh, no need. Thanks for asking!"
Aunty : "Okay then!"
The Pau seller : "HUH? (overheards the telephone conversation) What knives??? I
don’t sell knives!!!"
Aunty : "Uh……………………………….. Nothing!"
Haha… I can imagine the puzzled look on the pau seller’s face and the embarrassed look on the aunty’s face… Hahahahaha…
Here’s the culprit again… I can imagine it laughing at all of us… Wakakaka (Evil laughter…)
Nice song i heard… It was during my English class when the Prof wanted us to listen to this song and transcribe the lyrics (cool assignment!) Basically it’s about the life of Vincent van Gogh, a Dutch painter. From my personal opinion, he’s an amazing guy with great talent in painting, but seriously misunderstood by the people around him and during the era…. If he’s born now, he’ll be considered the Einstein in the art world!!!
Starry
starry night
paint your palette blue and grey
look out on a summer’s day
with eyes that know the
darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
sketch the trees and the daffodils
catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they’ll listen now.
Starry
starry night
flaming flo’rs that brightly blaze
swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent’s eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
morning fields of amber grain
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist’s
loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
perhaps they’ll listen now.
For they could not love you
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left in sight on that starry
starry night.
You took your life
as lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
this world was never
meant for one
as beautiful as you.
Starry
starry night
portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes
that watch the world and can’t forget.
Like the stranger that you’ve met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloody rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me
how you suffered for your sanity
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they’re not
list’ning still
perhaps they never will.
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Perhaps they never will….
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Pecah REKOD!!!
SInce my last post, I made up my mind to really get some needed sleep… SInce it’s Thaipusum, the original plan is to sleep early, then wake up to jog around Tasik Harapan, maybe do some quiet time beside the lake…. Then catch up on some assignments and presentations… clean my room…. Then 5pm go for Combined CG outing to Bkt Tambun to whack some seafood!!!
Looks like a great plan rite???
Then again……………. sigh………..
Tues night, 12am
~ Did some online research on assignments, went back and preparing to sleep early…
~ But….. what the heck…. watch some Korean shows until I’m satisfied la……..
~ Oh gosh… How time flies… it’s 3.30am dy….
~ It’s ok…. set me phone alarm… battery low though… But should be enough anyway…
~ Good nite……….. Zzzzzzz………………
Wed morning,
~ Funny…. Alarm hasn’t went off yet…
~ Nvm, I’ll wait…………
~ Roommate woke up dy…… But still feel drowsy…. nvm……. sleep somemore la……. there’s still time…….
Wed…..
~ Eh, roommate lying on the bed dy, reading her notes…..
~ Still so sleepy….. Oh man………
~ Sleep again………
Wed……………………….
~ OK ok la….. time to get things done………..
Rolled off my bed, with the blanket still dangling aroung my legs, I went and checked my handphone, just as i thought… Battery died off dy…… Check my watch……….
WAT???
Rubbed my eyes and look again……..
OMIGOODNESS!!!!
It’s! It’s! It’s 4.30 PM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Somewhere in USM there goes the agonizing and desperate bellow…………)
Dashed off to shower and get things prepared for outing and for a meeting l8r… When I arrived, everyone asked if I just woke up… Oh man… How to describe it’s not waking up from a nap but from normal sleep???
Hmm…..
In the end a lot of explaination have to be done…. and smses to catch up on since the hp’s owner has been “missing” for the whole day…. Dunno about the miscalls though…. Hmm…….
Calculate, 13 hrs of sleep……. Really pecah my own rekod…. B4 dat the furthest I can go is 11 hrs… But this…… is unintentional…… and MIND-BLOWING!!!
Rekod? Pecah dy…………….. Holiday? GONE!!!!!!!!
Uncategorized | Comment (0)Child Of The Wilderness
If u’ve ever watched The Phantom Of The Opera which I’ve jz watched recently (So sad rite??? The movie is 3 yrs old dy!!!) u’ve probably noticed the ending song, Child Of The Wilderness by Minnie Drive (If u hv the patience to sit through the credits…. =P)
I dunno y…… I LIKE IT!!!
Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness
Who will be there for you
Comfort and care for you
Learn to be lonely
Learn to be your one companion
Never dreamed out in the world
There are arms to hold you?
You’ve always known
Your heart was on its own
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone
Learn to be lonely
Life can be lived
Life can be loved
Alone.
But still…… Man needs friendship and companionship! Even God created Eve to be a companion for Adam! What more are we!
Funny thing is… 2day’s devotion piece from Our Daily Bread speaks about this 2! Talk about His Timing!!!
" He created us to be in close relationship with others (Eccl. 4:9-12) and with Him (Rev. 21:3). " Quoted from Our Daily Bread…
Thoughts | Comment (0)What does it take?
What does it take,
to pick up the broken pieces,
before you get cut again?
What does it take,
to face your shadows,
before you shrink back in fear again?
What does it take,
to repair torn wings,
before you can fly and soar again?
What does it take,
to mend a broken heart,
before you can love again?
What does it take,
to love and care,
before getting hurt again?
I wish I know………………………………………….
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