John Carter

Yeah, watched it yesterday. We thought we could have it in 4D, since our Sunway Carnival Mall was flooded yesterday after the big rain. We believed the rainwater penetrated from the ceiling in Maxis. Then, amazing things happened!!Flooding in third storey of a building!!WOW!

ABOLIDEBOH!!We saw some westerners looked at ti with mouth gawked. Probably thinking : " Does it happen all the time here?" And I will answer : " This is actually part of an event here." XD

Everyone was busy sweeping out the water from their premises. And then it formed a water fall.

We were thinking whether the cinema was in the same condition.

Okay, John Carter. I walked in to watch it without knowing any information about it. To me, overall it was still okay, not that bad. A little bit better than Ghost Rider.

It is a fantasy story, it might be pointless, but if it gives you unexpected plots, introducing different ideas, I think it can be considered as a nice film.

The setting of the story is New York of 19th century. During that time people were keen to explore new things and seek gold. John Carter found a mandalion and he is transplanted to Mars. He begins his adventure there, fighting for the tenants of the Mars.

This kind of stories normally follow a paradigm. For example Indiana Jonnes, Pirates of Carribean, Narnia and so on. The only different thing is how you make it not too tedious for the audience.

I think the author of this story probably gaze at the night sky every night. Maybe he watched the sky with the author of Star Wars. That's why they have such good imagination.

Just put aside the scientific questions like how they breathe in Mars, how can they sustain their lives at such a high temperature. Just enjoy the feast of eyes. Indulge yourself in the wild imagination. You will have a feeling like there are still many things we do not know about the universe, maybe the fairy tales are true and you start to create your own story when the plot of the film expands.

Next time lift up your head to gaze at the night sky for a while. Quiet down your heart. Your imagination will be triggered.

That's the reason why I like to gaze at the stars - where you can reach your dreams.

International Year of Chemistry Essay Writing Competition 2011

I received a card to collect my document at City-Link Express Company yesterday. Frankly, I never heard of a courier company named City-Link. I was really curious what is the document and who sent it to me. In my living memory (ya,I am still alive.) I didn't apply any other scholarships apart of Nanyang Polytechnic. And I don't reckon any colleges will send me their brochures by courier service.

Perharps it is a love letter from far away. Haha.

I collected the document today. Opened it up. Do you remember the chemistry essay competition last year? I wrote an essay entitled "Chemistry - Our Life, Our Future" to participate the competition to earn some co-curriculum marks. I did hope to win, I always do if I decide to take part in something. I will do the best and take a leap of faith upon submitting my entries. XD

Yeah, you guess it right. I won a consolation prize in this national level competition! Praise the Lord!Well, it was not the best, but it came as a surprise. I was puzzled when I saw the envelope sender's address. I totally forgot I ever took part in it. Attached to the letter weres the certificate and a RM100 cheque.

That cheque made me even more excited. Haha. It was really like money falling from heaven. I didn't expect that, I did not even know what were the prizes given.

However, my name was written wrongly. I don't mind at all because I don't think there is a problem with it. I won the competition and the certificate is mine.

MATTHEW LIM YU AUN.

Along the long journey back from Perai I talked over it with my brother. AUN? It was a typo. But not likely. I wrote it wrong? 101% absolutely no, although I am a careless person, I have been writing it for 14 years! 

But, it's okay, nevermind, I won the competition, the certificate is mine, the money is mine.

Ohya, money, I was pondering should I bank in the cheque right away or go back home for lunch first. Hmmm.

Wait a moment.

THEY GOT MY NAME WRITTEN WRONGLY??

ARGH!!I pictured the cheque flying back to heaven, sticked on the wings of a plane for a second, then continue soaring upward.

I called the office and they confirmed my registration name is Matthew Lim Yu Aun. I need to type a letter and send back all the stuff with my copy of I/C. The person who sign the cheque and certificate is in India. Not so fast for me to receive all the things back.

Okay, I didn't submit my essay myself. I sent a soft copy to our dear Chemistry teacher Miss Chan Hoi Fong. I suggest, no, it must be she who translated my name from my Chinese name. That's why it was spelt AUN!

 

ARGGHH!!GRRRR!

Don't know why the pictures are upside down.

Ohya, I tried to capture some lightning shots last Thursday night. Too much lightning occured with time interval of 5 seconds. So I grabbed my camera and stood at my balcony for at least 30 minutes. Haha. Here are some of the best, although they are not that good.

It is hard to capture lightning in the night sky. You need a lot of patience and a good camera. I was using Canon semi-pro only, the images are not nice enough.

Don't you think lightnings are beautiful and amazing?

当城市男孩站在柏油路上

话说上个礼拜那个渴望到乡下看星星的城市男孩在终于踩过乡间的土地之后功成圆满地回到了家。

他开始懂得珍惜，虽然他很早以前就懂得了。只不过脑袋里有的知识，不代表在生活中的实践。

从乡下回到城市以后，他基本上没什么改变，只是又多了一些可供珍惜的经历。

近两个月来，可能是开始工作了的关系，星期一忧郁和星期五疯狂的情绪在我身上比从前上课时有着更加强烈的体会。星期五的到来总是让人引颈企盼，有一种很想痛快痛快地疯一整晚的念头。星期六则是为了延长星期五的时间而设的。星期日，当然是让你储备精力以便在星期一是忧郁。我已经连续两个星期都这样度过周末了。

这一回，轮到乡下的大亨，俗称富三代的洪晨鑫到城市男孩离地面数尺的寒舍过一晚了。他穿梭在钢骨水泥之中，才发现城市根本没有猎人。虽然这不是他头一次到城市来，但搜索传说中城市猎人的欲望不曾浇灭。殊不知城市男孩还没长成城市猎人。

够了，把不该讲的秘密也说了，这次离题的代价未免太大了。

上个星期五是怎么一回事，总该有个交代。少芬姐实行N年前的计划，表现出非一般的勇气，勇敢地载了柔仪大姐、鱼儿、富三代和城市男孩漂洋过海到彼岸的DOARAE韩国餐厅。这家什么多啦A梦餐厅，没有我要的星洲炒米粉和扬州炒饭，真是的。

之后的时间我们就投资在“边界书局（BORDERS）”了。晚餐则在咖喱面的家用了。噢，不好意思，是“咖喱面之家”。很闷的行程是吧，其实是我没加入精彩片断。

城市男孩就这样和来不及回家的富三代度过了一个美丽的夜晚。他们说好谈谈彼此的坎坷情路，但在凌晨三点他们入睡前都只是城市男孩在滔滔不绝地发表跌在柏油路的痛，富三代对他的风流史完全不提，有点不公。富三代也不忘鼓励城市男孩重新站起。城市男孩有时却觉得城市里柏油路何其多，换换跑道吧。但有时会眷恋这一条路的风景。

星期六早上七时二十分，城市早晨浅蓝的天空带有一些乌云，我们冒着一点雨徒步离家了。这回没有摩托车，我们越过了北海最繁忙的拉惹乌达街往学校走去。大家说好早餐要吃“柠檬粿条汤”的。我们秉着城市男孩叛逆、疯狂的精神不开车；我们耍着城市猎人的帅不带伞；我们走！

八点正，抵达学校前的“第一酒店（First World）”等待鱼儿跳水下来。

八点二十五分，柔仪大姐乘车抵达。我们还有反悔的机会。

不！我们美，我们帅，我们走！

走路时不错的运动。当你遇到了狗，身上又没有打狗棒的时候就不这么想了。再加上下起了雨，鱼儿和柔仪只穿拖鞋，她们的脚都是泥。她们的埋怨，都是我在受的。

“要走路又没有通知我们穿包鞋！”

“这种时候下雨还要走！”

“那边真的离这里很远！”

我说因为我不知道目的地在哪里，不管多远我都不会放弃，我都会有勇气，也许再转个弯就到了。这也是人生的写照吧。掩耳不听旁人的声音，只知往理想一直走、一直走，才不会半途而废，才可以实现梦想。

九点正，到了。

九点十五分，回家吧。

本来决定沿着来时的路走回，但有我在的地方这根本不可能。大家决定再相信我一次。哈哈。

就往前走吧！

相信我是完全正确的选择，就算有时我不值得相信。

同样的，我不知道归程有多远。雨还没停呢，四个人各撑着从鱼儿水族馆带的伞，唱着《漂流瓶》，遥遥摆摆地前进，很写意啊！四周静谧，只有雨水伴奏我们的歌声。

唱着唱着，我们迷路了。她们的脚很不舒服。我们转右继续走。走到大路口时，哇！我们在Sungai Puyu的红绿灯旁！虽然很想放弃走路的乐趣，打个电话请我的老爸来接我们，但我的字典里没有放弃。就继续忍受她们的骂吧。沿途还有幸遇见在校外吃早餐的Tchey Eng 呢。

“我相信自有自在，我相信明天……”

富三代把雨伞当成步枪唱着。

十点半，终于抵达鱼儿的家。柔仪大姐和鱼儿上楼休息，我和富三代被拒门外，在楼下犹豫要不要进学校。

十一点，她们下来了，我们继续走回我的小寒舍。路上还是一样被骂。柔仪说如果她穿包鞋的话可以走到槟城。突然觉得她很有幽默感。她还说她可以走到富三代位于乡下的家，原因是我所说过的，她并不知道路程有多远。好的，我们且祝她一路顺风吧。

十一点半，我们终于完成了一段奇妙的旅程！

是问天下有何人会花四个小时吃早餐？有谁会这么疯狂？又有谁有胆量？

你问我们到底学到了什么？

城市男孩：马路有地雷，一块一块褐色的。

富三代：汽车是一个很好的发明。

柔仪大姐：下次走路一定要穿包鞋。

鱼儿：不可以相信城市男孩的话。

各位亲爱的读者，城市男孩是可以相信的！

当城市男孩站在乡下的土地上

我算是个城市男孩吧。从小不曾离开外婆方圆几米的保护区内。外婆和阿姨连栏杆都不让我翻，我却很想爬爬树。庆幸的是，她们并没有把我关在家里，我的童年有沙滩、海洋和蓝天的陪伴，还有脚踏车、沙堡和风筝相随。

或许你们不了解我为什么喜欢看天和星星，我想可能是和我来到这世界的最初六年有关。由于外婆家后面就是所谓的“清洁海边”，每天傍晚五点阿姨就会牵着我的小手到沙滩。我习惯了看黄昏，看蓝天，和看飞鸟。离开了童年，我努力找机会再次让细沙从指缝间流过，再次举目眺望远方的海平线，再次抬头仰望深蓝的天。在那里六年，我几乎所有在海边能进行的活动如野餐、堆沙堡、画沙和放风筝等等我都做过，唯独在海里游泳和露营这些被外婆列为危险活动我没尝试过。所以说，小学作文课写《野餐记》时，我写的全部都是亲身经历过的，除了游泳。

在钢骨水泥间长大的男孩，渴望亲眼目睹在美术课常画的乡村景色。

因此，我决定乘着还不需要把头裁在书堆里的时候，单枪匹马杀到“槟榔蹲高”（Pinang Tunggal) 去完成这个心愿。

当我在出发的前一天再次向震杰和晨鑫确认时，他们的反应让我很失望。

晨鑫说：“啊,你来真的啊！”

震杰说：“你到了再讲。”

真不知你们惊讶什么呢，我很少（不敢说从来没有，呵呵。）说话不算数，也没有说说而已的恶习。

此行下乡也算是一种自助背包旅行吧。到了那里天不作美，刮大风，下大雨。参观晨鑫的家时，还是头一遭看见身材魁梧的晨鑫卷缩着身体靠在沙发上喊怕。震杰也神色凝重。我则觉得这暴风雨没什么好怕的，很想跑到外边看闪电。原来晨鑫说暴风曾经把他的屋顶给吹走，雨水弄湿了他的房间。但，我还是一点畏惧都没有，可能是我无法体会他们过去所经历的恐惧吧。

人们常称初次到城市来的乡下人为土包子，但初次到乡下的城市人呢？应该称之为钢包子吧。哈哈。

我真的就像第一次到城市的乡下人一样，对乡里的一切感到非常的好奇。我把他们司空见惯的东西问到一大堆，问到他们都烦了。我几乎对每一样事物都发出惊叹，这也让他们觉得我很“三八”。当城市男孩站在乡下的土地上，就像当年哥伦布站在美洲大陆上。

震杰觉得他的家很老旧，但我非常喜欢住在那里的感觉。虽然旧，他的家并没有让我有恶心和不舒适的感觉。说也奇怪，他说他梦想能有一间像我家的公寓。不如我搬到他家，他搬到我家好了。

雨停了我们去钓鱼。去之前是在震杰家后的树林找长竿和挖蚯蚓当鱼饵。我没想过我敢徒手拿起我一看就觉得恶心的蚯蚓。其实，别看他们在这里长大，晨鑫没有钓过鱼呢。所有的材料用具都在晨鑫杂货店里垂手可得。我们少了马来同胞的技术，在加上“鱼儿”嘉娱向鱼儿们发出警告，我们一无所获。

原来，骑着摩托车在乡间游荡是件很惬意的事情。迎面而来的风和360度全视角的美景让你尽收眼底。我们一路奔驰在乡间的小径上，兜兜转转，不曾回头，却也能回到家。其实我母亲的家庭是绝对不让我们坐上摩托车的，因此我这一次可犯了娘家第一大条家规，哈哈。不过

震杰提议我们通宵看戏吃火锅，我们便大老远到双溪大年买原料。我想去看满天星，但震杰说早上五点才是最暗的时刻。在他家客厅里，看超大荧幕播放的《逆战》，火锅都来不及吃我们就在客厅铺床睡着了。起来已经是六点，还来得及看十分钟的满天星。虽然乡村的夜晚和白天一样宁静，但少了阳光的夜晚会让你联想到鬼戏里的鬼，尤其身处在树林和田野之中。

不说了，那些体验我无法用我有限的表达能力呈现出来，就算写得出，你想象的也可能和我的感受有些差异。

 对了，偷偷告诉你，晨鑫在那里可是有头有脸的人物，可谓天不怕，地不怕耶。许多人都认识他，因为他是当地杂货批发商老板的孙子，许多人都是向他购货的。他在那里简直是小皇帝，只要搬出公公的大名就可呼风唤雨。

我爱乡下，我要回去。

乡下的生活真的很简单，生活步调很慢。我喜欢这样的感觉，简朴、无忧还多了份亲切感。这里或许是“一个马来西亚”得到充分体现的地方。不过，与其说这里的民族懂得团结，不如说他们并不曾受到政治的影响。大家在很久以前，在乡村还是乡村的时候都是不分你我的。

This Means War

"Let the best man win."

We were on the way to library to study. However, we headed to Sunway Carnival for "This Means War" instead last Thursday afternoon.

This film is great. It is a 18PL comedy haha. I don't know why it is rated as 18PL in Malaysia, maybe it is because the conversations are very rude and "deep".XD

What will happen when friendship meets love?

Try to imagine the awkward moment when two best friends who are willing to die for each other, fall in love for one lady at the same time. But the case is non of them is going to step back, they decide to strive their best to get the lady, putting aside their friendship, which means war.

The ways they chase the lady are probably the most high-tec and bizarre, using the equipments and skills they have as agents in CIA, they sneak in the lady's house to fix cameras to stalk her. They both have separate teams to help them.

Although the two guys are almost perfect, but one thing they mention in their so called "gentlemen agreement" is no having sex with her and let her choose who she wants to be with at last.

Ya, the key is her choice.

Luckily, their friendship rekindles and they become good partners again.

If I happened to face a situation like this, I think I will step back at once. To me, best friends are always on top of girlfriend, until she becomes my wife. Haha. 

下着雨的星期二下午

原本以为今天会像往常的下午一样炎热；原本以为今天决定不上网；原本以为上了网会做些有用的事情；原本以为不会写博文；原本以为要用英文写，但我的英文已年久失修，不是不敢尝试，只是怎么也下不了手。

上星期五早晨起床后，惯性地伸手拿本应放在桌上的黑框眼镜，却连探了几次都探不到。心想大事不妙，却也懒得理。人，就是这样，刚起床的脑袋就像刚开机的电脑一样，需要时间方能正常操作，还偶尔会当机，譬如说遇上了某个人。我直接去厕所刷洗，背后传来爸爸的声音：“马修，我昨晚用你的电脑时弄断了你的眼镜。”说真的，当时没有反应，心里早就预料到了吧。老爸很粗心，没关系，致命的是我好像得到了他本人的“真传”。他呀，曾经煮食忘了关火就出门。不说了，俗话说家丑不可外扬啊。但这事也不会太丑，我又是在家里面，就让我说完吧。结果呢，我们还没到家就闻到烧焦味，四处烟雾弥漫。原来，火灾现场不是开玩笑的。

至于他怎么弄断的，奇怪，这等神奇的事竟然无法拨动我的好奇心。麻木了吧。所以说，到现在这还是个谜。塞翁失马，焉知非福？我换了新眼镜。但，花了505令吉。天哪！这是我做过就贵的眼镜！得戴个两三年才行。

昨天我亲爱的哥哥带我去买了新的营帐。你们都知道这件事已耽搁很久了，是时候来个了结。哈，说得太认真了些。称我心意的营帐还真的没有，勉强选了一个布满灰尘的。回到家才发现那是两年前进货的，店主却说是去年才进的。算了，不计较。我还蛮喜新厌旧的，但我很想念之前那个青色的帐篷。

好了，叙述了一大堆我要带出的是，班台可拉处过夜之行又复燃啦！好想回到那里的沙滩，住上一个满天星的夜晚，给自己完全的放松，贴近大自然。

骂你费神

 

噢，又离题了。标题为《下着雨的星期二下午》，怎么珠字未提星期二呢。今天距离大马教育文凭考试放榜还有一个月。对，我要说的是“时间过得真快呀！”。我得加快脚步，把我的所有计划付诸行动，虽然最大最大的计划似乎已经将永远被搁置在心里的某一个角落，沉没在脑海的最深处。不过，还是有点期待它被寻见、被捞起的一天。

心里总是这样认为，下个月知道成绩之后我的生命将从此改变、完全的改变。我没预估自己的成绩，人怎么算都算不过上帝的算。原因很简单，上帝看得见你手里拿着570ES型号的计算机，你却不知祂用的是什么。知己知彼嘛。现在的我，深信这一点，至于详情，下次再谈哦，嘿嘿。

上上一段提到露营，我这个星期五决定搭巴士北上到吉打与槟城的边界在震杰家住上一晚，实地体验躺在收了割的稻田上数星星。这算是我第二次的小背包旅行吧。耶！我爱旅行！原来，我很有冒险精神。可是，我很怕热。我怕那炽热的午间太阳，却很想轰轰烈烈的大干一场。很矛盾吧，这就是组合成我的一部分。

咦，好像还是没和星期二挂上关系。应该写写我在下着雨的星期二下午做些什么才符合题目对吧。好吧，原本想到图书馆，结果去理了发。后来想在这难得有云的下午开收音机看看书，惬意惬意地过个慵懒的下午，一个没有英式下午茶的下午，也是一个没有……算了，我自己也接不下去。

还-是-没-有-切-题。

那你说我在下着雨的星期二下午到底干了些什么啊！

我在思考。

思考？思考什么啊！

我所思考的，已经用我最深爱的方块字表达出来，就在上面。

我思，故我在。