Good Deed Done.

Had quite a funny evening. As we were off for dinner in Dengkil, one cab was in front of us. Being the noisy and crappy ones that we were, I just pointlessly pointed out to how long the aerial at the back of the car is. [It was meant to connect the walkie-talkies of the taxi station anyway.] Instead of looking at the aerial, all Chee Wei saw was a cellphone. On top of the trunk of the car! And all of us starting shouting. Soon Ming even honked the fella in front. But c'mon, for real, who would be much bothered about you honking? Especially in Malaysia. =D

Round the corner at the Fire Station there, and the phone was on it's way off from the trunk right to the tarred road. Ouch~ Pretty amazing how tough Nokia phones are huh? =p Everything was stil intact, and as a matter of fact, it is still functioning. Or at least, as we see it.
Obviously stated, we stopped the car and got down to save the phone. At least you'd know the phone is in good hands. *bats eyelashes* Hehe. And well, it did. No worries. We're good people. =p

The owner called quite a number of times. I can imagine the anxiousness of the fella. Had a couple of such experience myself, and it is so not fun. Imagine worrying and wishing that you hadn't been such a forgetful that you were. So many times you just wanna kick yourself in the head. *sigh*

But there's also this one time that I am so frigging lucky. Thanks to this one man. That night I lost my wallet. Well, I actually drop it at the carpark at my Penang home, when we just came home from dinner. I actually realized it hours later, which was already near midnight. Omigosh! And I would be going back to Cyberjaya the next day! My bus ticket, identity card, everything in that wallet. Now how do you suppose that I'm gonna be safe from my parents? =_=

Worrified, I went downstairs and started looking all over for it. I went down thrice, I think. And the third time was the time my 'angel', at that moment, came along. He asked if I lost a wallet. Imagine the shock I had!! Handing me the wallet, he asked to check if I lost any important documents. Of course, the money is gone, but who cares?! All I wanted was the important documents just to be safe. That includes my identification card and all. Can't bear to go through the trouble to make a report and all.

He told my Dad that he actually came around a couple of times already hoping to see the owner coming back to look for it. Boy was I glad that he did. And boy was I glad that I never stop looking for it at the carpark, even though it was pretty obvious already that there's no wallet lying around anywhere. =__=
Thank God!!!!
The relief was so overwhelming. That's why I totally understand the feeling to lose something important. Grrr~ Still hate those who stole from me before though! >=P

Final One Week.

Final one week to complete my mini project. To create an Mp3 player~~!!
Surely it ain't gonna be anything like an iPod nor a Sony player, but at least it's way more meaningful and precious. *winks*

After a whole 12 weeks on the course, we've finally come down to the final stage. To access data from the SD card and send it over to the decoder and walla~ The Mp3 is ready to go.
But, sadly...after a couple weeks of putting things on hold for midterm tests and assignments, progress on the project had been slow. To be frank, this 'last' stage should have been over and done with by now. Hence, we're all pretty much struggling to race against the time now. However, I do believe we'd be able to complete it on time. No doubt! [Fingers crossed. ;)]

Fixing the hardware was kinda fun, and being exposed to the "Engineers' Haven" was one experience I'll cherish. Haha! The haven is non other than the Jalan Pasar. A place where you can find just about any electronics component. A place where you would shop more crazily than you would in a shopping mall. No kidding, we practically went in to every single electronics shop there. Some of us were even so obsessed of the place that they went over really often. Haha.
You'll be amazed with all the collection of components they have in every shop, and of how crowded the whole place is. I was personally amazed with the racks they have in each shop, and the little components inside them. Seriously looked like sampah. Haha! But then again, you know, I still like to see many, many little things all piled up together. =D Somehow, they looked cute. Just like this....a lil.

[Looked familiar this place? =D]

Since, wosiew [pronounced Wo-Siew, meaning Master Wo] mentioned that packaging doesn't contribute much to the final marks, we've decided to transfer everything to the veroboard only after the software part is done. So, this is how our lil product looks like for now.


I am not exactly fond of writing the software that goes with the whole project. Well, I do find C-programming interesting at times [bah~] but to an extent of this, it isn't such a good idea. Especially not with so many datasheets to refer to, so many points to be taken care of, so many unknown errors. The worst part of it all would be troubleshooting!
Especially when you think that everything is successfully coded and then suddenly you notice something wrong and the next thing you know, you panicken. You can no longer stay rational and all you do is blame the 'mysterious' display for acting weird.
Being the one who wrote the code, you will never [I repeat, NEVER] are able to pinpoint which line, or which command, is wrong. You would even look down at the obvious mistake and say, "There is nothing wrong so why won't the frigging thing works?!". And then, you'll get so pissed of, not able to think straight and waste most of the next hours just hoping to find error you don't think exists. Haha.
Ever worse was when you finally found out the SIMPLE mistake in the code. Cause that's when you feel like hiding yourself away for being so silly.

Well, no matter how silly I shall be, I will be. I just so gotta get this thing up and running. Wish me luck people! Shall resume FAT16-ing. Here we go!

Fragility Of Life.

Since I forgot to turn my cellphone on again after it turns itself off yesternight with its battery totally flat, I missed two important calls from my Dad this morning. They were on their way down to KL again. And this time it wasn't for some holiday, nor was it planned beforehand. Knowing the reason to why they are rushing their way down south really gave me the shock.
I truthfully, seriously never ever expected this. At least not so suddenly, at least not without much warning.
And I'm reminded of the time I got the news of my maternal grandmother. Then two years later, my paternal grandfather's. All of which came to me as the news of the day, came to me as the first thing in the morning when I woke up. I would wish that it all are just dreams, that I would wake up the very next moment kicking myself in the head for dreaming such nonsensical dream. But it all never happen, I never woke up from that "dream". I had to mourn instead.

Death had always given me the fear of losing my loved ones, given me the fear of not being able to see them again. I hoped death never exists, and I still do. Ever since I was young, I had imagined my family to stay as it was that day till the day I am a hundred. Just addition, no subtraction. I never liked to relate death with my ever-loved ones.
And I felt the sharpest pain of losing with my grandmother's passing.

It wasn't that often that I met her when she was alive, but I remember the days when I see her. And who could forget the days when we had to say goodbye. Every goodbye, I was tearful and I long for the next trip when I would be seeing her again. But at least, I get to say goodbye.
Call me silly, but I did wished that I would see the ghost of my grandmother just so I could bid her goodbye one last time. Every turn of my head, I wished to see her face looking back at me. Her sweet smile, her gentle eyes. Just one last time. Just one last goodbye.

Life is so fragile, that you'd not know whether you'd still be here the next second. Life is so fragile, sometimes it's just so scary to miss a single minute of it. Life is so fragile, I never want to think of it ending.
Life should be about living and the process of it, not fearing for it's ending.
For if you do, then you would be looking forward to dying.
Cherish your loved ones, cherish your life. =)

My Comeback.

It' been a frigging long time since I blogged for real. Every post had not been written on that very day, or on the very moment the idea comes to me. Rather, it all very much piled up like my assignments and when the day comes that I am free and in the mood, I will blast them all out. This of which I really am not quite liking it. It's true that I know what I want to write and all, and that I just need the extra time to think how to put them in words. But to have so many unwritten posts all written and posted at one go, it pretty much loses its touch [or rather, I lost MY touch].

Life hasn't been much of a rant lately, except for the fact that I am still homeless in Cyberjaya now. Life has been filled with one rush after another, leaving me not much of a room to rant about anything anyway. Life has been so busy and tiring that blogging stayed miserably at the end of my head. For everytime that I clicked on the 'New Post' button, my mind would miraculously be blanked of words, and thought I'd better finish off whatever I have to finish off now, I'd continue finishing this post later. And that is how they all piled up. Writer's block, people call it? Nah, I don't think so. Maybe sometimes, but not everytime...I think. But most of the, all I need was very much the long, undisturbed time for me to be on my own. But a few times that when the free time comes along, I'd end up doing something else or just laze around like it's nobody's business. Well, of which is really true as it IS none of anybody else's business. =D

Logging in today, I saw that someone actually came over to my blog [when I have sadly abandon it for awhile] and rate it! Er, shall I be proud? Not considering the result of the rating, but the fact that someone actually wants to rate my blog? Haha! I don't know, I just thought of it to be weird. Well, for one, it isn't like I'm commercializing my blog. Furthermore, I'm just writing how I feel like writing. So, no pressure. Please. Haha.

Ah well, I guess this should mark my determination to post up blogposts again. =D
....hopefully. *bluek*

Another New Month.

Already it's September. The past one month is yet another eventful month.
Misery, confrontations, happy ending/beginning, shit house, being homeless.
Today marks another new day of another new month. Let's all be hopeful that this month will also be eventful with only happy events ya. Please no more of you-know-what. *grrrrr*

For the weekend, had a normal routine that we have everytime my family is down to KL. Haha, some of you may just well know what it meant. =D
Sometimes it's just tiring with the frequent trips like that, but I still love the plans for I get to be with my parents. =D
This time, I was supposed to follow my Brother back down to KL town in the morning, but had a change of plan quite last minute because his meeting was canceled.
So, I had to catch a bus on my own in order to reach KL town on time, early. Haiyo. Not like he's going to drive me all the way back to Cyberjaya anyway. *sobz*

Anyway, it's been a month! I can't believe it's been a month now. [Actually it's been MORE than just a month.] How time flies. *brrr* Hehe. And the past month [the real one month] had been a good one. ^^
Thanks for being there. Thanks for putting up with me. Thanks for all the support. Thanks for so so much, I'll keep it real. =D
Haha. How pitiful you had to put up with the you-know-what as well. And even more how pitiful you had to put up with having to give up your cosy home. =p

First month~~ Keep it up! *winks*