KTA in Malaysia

One of the best events ever in my life just happened to me. For some people, it would be like, Michael Jackson performing in Malaysia, or some ABDC member dancing in Malaysia, Beyonce singing live here, playing football with Christiano Ronaldo. What just happened to me was, I just witnessed the Korean National Taekwondo Team. Yes, it's like the biggest ever. Look at it this way, they only perform for olympics, open ceremonies for famous events in the world but they are in Malaysia for a 3 day course. Monday - Tuesday - performance. Wednesday - what I attended was a 1.5 hour training with the Korean Champions ! The place was filled with all sorts of taekwondo people from all over Malaysia, at least those who can make it. Its a chance that not everyone in this world will have. I thank God for this rare opportunity to just take place in my very life. The Korean National Team with their team manager and the National Coach and the Grand Master came down as well. Its for some Malaysia - Korea relationship celebration shitz. Its like training with the top class in the world. No doubt it was extremely tired and energy draining, but it's worth our effort to drive down to KL just for this. They are like superstars in the world of Taekwondo, they are the best in the world. I'm just speechless. No words can describe my joy at this very moment.

Photos will be posted up soon

Things change, same goes to people

Its been a year. Most people graduated from their pre-U while I'm forced to proceed with me extended semester. Just a day before my class starts, I'm here in me very room cleaning up the usual mess on my table. This reminds me so much of graduating from high school as I was packing up all my books and studying materials. Despite the thick layer of dust that wraps up my books, it was rather mesmerizing flipping through my books once again. Each book I flip here rings a bell in me about my days in college. 

My rather old looking crumpled Calculus book which was inherited from god-knows-how-many-hands-before, I stared. No idea why this book gave me such a big impact but I actually took some time thinking about those times looking at it. Thinking back how I started my first day of college in a Calculus class with one of the best lecturer in HELP, Mr Joel. This brought me back to the days where we will struggle over some simple question and start scribbling all over our paper. Rather than being a lazy teacher sitting there asking us to do our own stuff, Mr Joel would approach us in his most friendly manner and practically talk to us about football and sometimes his life. It was really great.

Papers starts flying around, files starts falling off my shelf, paper cut on me hand with a running nose. When I looked at the huge pile of books and papers, it reminds me of how much we've been through this past 1 year. The amount of assignments, stress, pressure, challenges that we've conquered. What comes along was all the college drama and pathetic scenes. Totally miss the noise that was produced by some bunch of retard "pasar" people that actually has a symphony when they sing along which breaks my eardrums. Sitting at the 1 mile hallway, looking from one end, different type of people walking pass, some wasn't a very pleasant sight tho. Now, it felt empty. Things changed. Adaption occurs. 

Finally after a year, our "annual" trip happens. We headed to Redang this time. Special thanks to Susan who made this happened by getting things into place. It was a really really beautiful place with a really really beautiful memory that was given by each and everyone.

Having some traffic in my mind trying to write nowadays. Will think of more stuff to post up.