"This is important, very very important, because it is important."
- Mr Yap, lecturer, when stressing the importance of following the Rules.
05 October 2005
Insecurity in the Showers
After writing for more than 5 months, I've started to forget what things I've posted before - it's all a hazy blur now. Anyway, I forgot if I wrote that there is only one water heater in the showers for each floor. I think I did. Nevertheless, let's go on to the main post.
So, we have two common bathrooms on each floor, one at each end. And the water heaters are placed at alternating ends. If I wanted to take a hot shower, I could either go up to the 2nd floor (far) or walk to the other end of my floor (further).
Unfortunately, the one in the 2nd floor bathroom is spoiled. So that leaves the heater at the other end of my floor.
Unfortunately, the door of that shower stall cannot close properly. The heater works, but the door just can't close and lock anymore.
Unfortunately, due to my cold/sorethroat/voice-loss threesome the other day, I need hot showers in the morning.
Fortunately, I'm not so insecure as to demand that my cubicle doors be locked while I'm naked inside. Therefore, I've been having a couple of showers there in the mornings. I guess I don't really feel scared about it since I do not have any friends close by who will push open the door for the sake of scaring the shit out of me.
Unfortunately, other people are not so secure in the naked form. I've seen a few guys enter the stall, try (unsuccessfully) to lock the door, and then walk out. Of course, I'm not implying that I loiter around the loo watching people enter the showers - it's just an observation I made while shaving and making up my hair (which in turn is growing wonderfully).
Fortunately, that means the water heater stall is usually free everytime I go in. You won't believe how long I've sometimes waited for insensitive clods who hog the water heaters.
So, we have two common bathrooms on each floor, one at each end. And the water heaters are placed at alternating ends. If I wanted to take a hot shower, I could either go up to the 2nd floor (far) or walk to the other end of my floor (further).
Unfortunately, the one in the 2nd floor bathroom is spoiled. So that leaves the heater at the other end of my floor.
Unfortunately, the door of that shower stall cannot close properly. The heater works, but the door just can't close and lock anymore.
Unfortunately, due to my cold/sorethroat/voice-loss threesome the other day, I need hot showers in the morning.
Fortunately, I'm not so insecure as to demand that my cubicle doors be locked while I'm naked inside. Therefore, I've been having a couple of showers there in the mornings. I guess I don't really feel scared about it since I do not have any friends close by who will push open the door for the sake of scaring the shit out of me.
Unfortunately, other people are not so secure in the naked form. I've seen a few guys enter the stall, try (unsuccessfully) to lock the door, and then walk out. Of course, I'm not implying that I loiter around the loo watching people enter the showers - it's just an observation I made while shaving and making up my hair (which in turn is growing wonderfully).
Fortunately, that means the water heater stall is usually free everytime I go in. You won't believe how long I've sometimes waited for insensitive clods who hog the water heaters.
A Very Long Lasting Record
I generally have no respect for people who break useless records. This is especially true when it comes to our own Malaysian Book of Records. I can't blame them though; if they actually listed only records that were worth attaining and mentioning, the whole 'book' would become a 'booklet'.
The other day, Philips held a roadshow of sorts at our college along with MTV. Philips was promoting their cellphones, and there it was on the flyer: "Philips Xenium: Certified as the Longest Battery Life Mobile Phone by The Malaysia Book of Records in 2005". They were referring to their RM469 Xenium 9@98, which features an incredible standby time of one month. Yes, you read that right - one month.
Impressive as that may be, it does not deserve a mention because One, competing technology will break that record before the Book is even published. And Two, Philips is not a Malaysian company. Yes, I feel that the Malaysia Book of Records should only confine to the so-called 'achievements' of fellow Malaysians, no matter how trivial they are. Philips is a Swedish company, and I think they should be competing instead with Ikea in the Sweden Book of Records.
But then again, I doubt the Swedish are so thick skinned.
The other day, Philips held a roadshow of sorts at our college along with MTV. Philips was promoting their cellphones, and there it was on the flyer: "Philips Xenium: Certified as the Longest Battery Life Mobile Phone by The Malaysia Book of Records in 2005". They were referring to their RM469 Xenium 9@98, which features an incredible standby time of one month. Yes, you read that right - one month.
Impressive as that may be, it does not deserve a mention because One, competing technology will break that record before the Book is even published. And Two, Philips is not a Malaysian company. Yes, I feel that the Malaysia Book of Records should only confine to the so-called 'achievements' of fellow Malaysians, no matter how trivial they are. Philips is a Swedish company, and I think they should be competing instead with Ikea in the Sweden Book of Records.
But then again, I doubt the Swedish are so thick skinned.
04 October 2005
03 October 2005
A New Outlook
To commemorate.... er, nothing in particular, I have decided to torture my visitors by changing my blog template. I just felt it needed a design overhaul, and in doing so I have earned a one way ticket to the Usability Hall of Shame - changing designs for no apparent reasons.
But I do hope you like this one better, although it shows less text per screen than the previous one (and in a smaller font size too!). Some important side bar items have been moved up (the previous posts), while some have moved down (my face).
All in all, I like it.
But I do hope you like this one better, although it shows less text per screen than the previous one (and in a smaller font size too!). Some important side bar items have been moved up (the previous posts), while some have moved down (my face).
All in all, I like it.
02 October 2005
Edison Who?
While I was having dinner with the guys last night, I received a call from a Private Number. My voice has not yet fully recovered by then, so it was a strained conversation. Worse, it was more of a strange conversation.
It went something like this:
Me: Hello?
Private Number: Hello, can I speak to, er, [Zemien]? (Replace Zemien with my real name)
Me: Yes, that's me. Who's this on the line?
Private Number: It's me, Edison. Do I know you?
Me: Er, Edison? I don't know you. Do you know me?
Edison: I don't know. But I was looking through my phone contact's and I came upon someone called [Zemien $!&] (insert my full name here).
Me: Yes, that's me.
Edison: Yea, that's why. I don't recall you at all. Where are you now?
Me: Er.... (a little wary) I'm in Nilai, studying.
Edison: What? I can't here you! (I lost my voice, remember?)
Me: Er... Negeri Sembilan!
Edison: Oh, you're not in Penang? What are you doing there?
Me: (sighs) I'm studying. College.
Edison: What college?
Me: [My college name]
Edison: Oh, in Nilai izzit?
Me: (sighs again) Yes...
Edison: I was studying there last year, but came back already.
Me: What course were you in?
Edison: Computer Science.
Me: Oh... I see. But I don't remember you la.
Edison: Neither do I! But I just wanted to know who this person was. If I can recall back I'll let you know, ok?
Me: Oh, alright. I'll do the same. Bye bye, take care.
Edison: Bye!
Sheesh.... I wish it was Edison Chen calling, but he didn't study in my college, so obviously it's not the Chen variety. But still, I have established a common link (same college and line of study) and yet do not recall him. I asked my peer in Computer Science and she does not remember any Edison at all. Mysteriously, I checked through my own phone's contact list and there is an Edison listed there that I don't remember either! I'm not sure whether it's the same Edison because he called me from a private line.
Either way, I let the matter drop and continued my awful dinner. If we are meant to meet again we will. But I wonder what kind of person he was that made me forget him so fast?
It went something like this:
Me: Hello?
Private Number: Hello, can I speak to, er, [Zemien]? (Replace Zemien with my real name)
Me: Yes, that's me. Who's this on the line?
Private Number: It's me, Edison. Do I know you?
Me: Er, Edison? I don't know you. Do you know me?
Edison: I don't know. But I was looking through my phone contact's and I came upon someone called [Zemien $!&] (insert my full name here).
Me: Yes, that's me.
Edison: Yea, that's why. I don't recall you at all. Where are you now?
Me: Er.... (a little wary) I'm in Nilai, studying.
Edison: What? I can't here you! (I lost my voice, remember?)
Me: Er... Negeri Sembilan!
Edison: Oh, you're not in Penang? What are you doing there?
Me: (sighs) I'm studying. College.
Edison: What college?
Me: [My college name]
Edison: Oh, in Nilai izzit?
Me: (sighs again) Yes...
Edison: I was studying there last year, but came back already.
Me: What course were you in?
Edison: Computer Science.
Me: Oh... I see. But I don't remember you la.
Edison: Neither do I! But I just wanted to know who this person was. If I can recall back I'll let you know, ok?
Me: Oh, alright. I'll do the same. Bye bye, take care.
Edison: Bye!
Sheesh.... I wish it was Edison Chen calling, but he didn't study in my college, so obviously it's not the Chen variety. But still, I have established a common link (same college and line of study) and yet do not recall him. I asked my peer in Computer Science and she does not remember any Edison at all. Mysteriously, I checked through my own phone's contact list and there is an Edison listed there that I don't remember either! I'm not sure whether it's the same Edison because he called me from a private line.
Either way, I let the matter drop and continued my awful dinner. If we are meant to meet again we will. But I wonder what kind of person he was that made me forget him so fast?
01 October 2005
Reason for My Diarrhea
I sincerely think I have solved a long-standing mystery to my constant minor diarrhea. When I do my business every morning, it will usually come out watery or at least, not solid. I don't feel any other discomfort such as stomach cramps so I did not bother with it. This has been happening for quite some times, and I really don't know why it took me so long to figure it out.
In the beginning, I blamed it on the cheap spirulina supplements I got from China. But now that I have finished all 1000 tablets of it, I don't see it getting any better. And then today, I concluded that I kept getting the runnies due to the oily food here.
For example, when I was having my packed rice lunch today, I noticed it was extremely oily. So I tilted my hand sideways, and 3 minutes later, I realized how much oil was in there. There is probably enough for me to fry an egg or two, which was a big no-no.
Imagine, all that excess oil going into my stomach and not being absorbed.... Yuck with a capital Y! This was such a far cry from the food I had at the temple last week. The food there was not too oily, not too salty, not too heaty, not too dry. Of course, it was not too tasty either, but it was sure healthy.
I'm going to try to cut down on those oily gravy and see how it goes.
In the beginning, I blamed it on the cheap spirulina supplements I got from China. But now that I have finished all 1000 tablets of it, I don't see it getting any better. And then today, I concluded that I kept getting the runnies due to the oily food here.
For example, when I was having my packed rice lunch today, I noticed it was extremely oily. So I tilted my hand sideways, and 3 minutes later, I realized how much oil was in there. There is probably enough for me to fry an egg or two, which was a big no-no.
Imagine, all that excess oil going into my stomach and not being absorbed.... Yuck with a capital Y! This was such a far cry from the food I had at the temple last week. The food there was not too oily, not too salty, not too heaty, not too dry. Of course, it was not too tasty either, but it was sure healthy.
I'm going to try to cut down on those oily gravy and see how it goes.
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