Ok, this is done, what next? . . .

Ah ... already 4 days in Kuching. The sound of rain falling on the roof and of water flowing down the drainpipes is theraputic. Away from the noise, dust and haze of KL ... It's simply good to be home.

There was a change of plans on Tuesday. Just as we wanted to leave, the clouds above us started their downpour. Instead of going to Matang, we decided to go down south - to Semenggok Wildlife Centre. The interesting thing was that I and Kim Hin (my fellow faculty mate and future condo mate) have never been there, so we were basically following the road signs. Who could have ever known that it was just a short 3 km drive from Kota Padawan? There's the Fern garden, Chinese, Malay and Melanau herbs section, and a few extra's besides the Orang Utan Rehabilitation Centre. Unfortunately, we came too early, before the feeding time at 3pm. Never mind, we just sat down to rest at the information centre first. As we waited, more and more people came, mostly 'orang putih'.
Finally, it was 3pm and we entered in, with a brief briefing of the dos and don'ts ... especially about not touching them or making loud noises. We went over to the feeding ground around 200 m away from the main pathway. First to come was a couple, with the mother carrying its child. The female descended first, then the male. They stuffed the bananas into their mouths and lazed around - till the next one came along. And her mate - a huge, elegant male fitted with a thick, luscious coat: the dominant male of the group. The male came crashing down towards the feeding platform, and the pair already there make a hasty exit. The male kept watch up in the branches as the female and child descended onto the platform and started their feast. Only after the first couple had gone a distance did the male finally descend and started to feast itself - but it continued to maintain its watch, wary of its surroundings and us. The Westerners got out their cameras and began snapping away. And that's when we realised - we forgot to bring a camera along. AIYOYO!! (A few hours later, one of my friends suddenly remembered that his phone was a camera phone ... and we were trying not to strangle him) Then they actually finished the food on the platform, and moved to leave. Only thing was that they were moving right towards us! In hushed whispers the guides ordered us to back off - immediately. They actually came unto the path, the very part we were just standing on just now. Other guides came up and dropped off a few more combs of bananas, and they ate them all up. Finally satisfied, they got up and started off. We were all thinking how in the world the trees could support the weight of that massive male. After a few more minutes, we decided it was time to go off.
Kim Hin decided to look around the area, and just drove around in the name of adventure. Apparently, the area was a haven for research, with the S'wak Biodiversity Centre, Forestry Seedlings Repository and other center’s located there. And, to our surprise, we found the still-half-finished 'Kolej Sains Kesihatan Bersekutu (Allied Health Sciences) Negeri Sarawak' just down the road! Sufficient to say that we began to day-dream ... completing our Master's/PhD, then returning here to lecture and contribute back to S'wak. We passed by the soon-to-be-completed prison complex (blazing tornado's; it looked more like a nearly completed hotel to me!) and the next-door Pusat Latihan Polis. We went on and on and on - till we realized there's nothing else, unless we wanted to go to Borneo Highlands, which was definitely out of our plans! So, back we turned. Being the traveler he is, Kim Hin decided to use the Kota Samarahan way back ... wow; a long detour. I fell asleep, only to have him excitedly jolting me awake. Wondering what the cause of his unexpected action was, I turned to see what the focus of his attention was. UNIMAS: the new section! It looked amazingly futuristically advanced, and far better than the older section. Although still not quite up to Singapore's Universities, it was coming close. At least they stopped making tertiary education infrastructure as boring as mine! Just next door was the future Sarawak International Medical Centre. It's great to see so much development going on, what with the present upgrading of the Kuching International Airport (to make it Borneo's KLIA), multiple housing estates and suburbs springing up everywhere and so on.
Later on, went to the Sama Jaya jungle park. Walked on the painful reflexology pathway, looked around the Japanese garden, walked on the jungle pathways and zipped straight back home. At night, we went out for a steamboat dinner at Garden Steamboat along Jln Pisang.
For Wednesday, my two friends were sick. Was it the food from last night? So, they rested most of the time at home, just lazing around. The traveling over the past few days had drained them a bit. We only went to the Cat Museum in the DBKU City Council building on Bukit Siol in the afternoon and dinner at Hui Sing with a taste of tomato kuay teow.
Then today, brought them for some last minute souvenir shopping at a nearby shop, before sending them off to the airport at 11.45 in the morning.

A new experience in hosting visitors myself, especially since I've always been the quiet guy who sits at home with his head lost in books (and still am). And a great time in building relationships with your future housemates and getting to know them. Well ... got alot of other things to start doing. And people to meet. Praying that this hols wouldn't go to waste.

My 1st post from Kuching (my 1st proper one, that is)

The air is fresher and there's a spring in my step.
I'm back ... back in Kuching!! After so many months, my feet is now touching the ground of S'wak. There's no place like home ... and the people that make it home. I can finally rest in complete relaxation and homely comfort.
For the trip to the airport, I used the KLIA Express from KL Sentral, as usual. With my traveller's backpack, roller bag, water bottle and handbag, my hands were full. This time, I managed to get the trin pretty early, getting a nice seat with a good view. And it was raining ... ARGH! Habislah ...
Arriving at KLIA, it was a quick rush to the check-in counter. And, once more - and definately not surprisingly - I was overloaded. Even without my Anatomy & Physiology and Harper's Biochemistry!! Me and my habit of bringing everything back. ;-) This time, I decided to try out something new - I brought onboard the rollerbag, leaving only the traveller's bagpack to enter luggage - and avoiding another dressing down from my mother. Whew ... a close one. After that, dropped by the chocolate shop and bought Durian chocolate - durian bec my dad loves durian, and chocolate bec my bro likes chocolate (for those that know my bro, he's NUTS over chocolate. Swiss, Belgian, English ... so you know what to get for his b'day!) Then a quick sprint to the A8 gate for boarding - only to find it was still closed! UGH!! Apparently, I reached it at 5.40, but it was supposed to open only at 6.05pm. What a waste of time! Nvm, just stood around till the door to the departure lounge finally opened, sitting down as close as possible to the exit gate. You know, in AirAsia, it's free seating, so you had better be infront to choose your place. Boarded the plane - dragging along my rollerbag and my handbag.
A short delay for a few minutes before they finished refueling. And just as we were going to go ... it was time to lock the cabin door. Problem?? It didn't want to close. Even after a few good slams by the stewardesses. People began staring at the scene. Deciding to get more expert help, she went off to fetch the pilot. He proceeded to slam it again and again. By now, nearly was staring on; obviously concerned and full of curiousity. Who wouldn't be?? In a burst of frustration, he finally slammed it one last time, gave it a few good jerks and proclaimed it locked. We looked at each other; passenger to fellow passenger. Was this the last flight we were going to take (obviously, it was not - or this would not be in print)? One of those very few times when you really consider your mortality - what would you do if you really were to die; for example, if that plane really exploded halfway through the flight? Makes you evaluate everything ... your life, your relationships, your purpose and all you've done and said up to this point. We never will know when He decides to call us home .. so perhaps the old proverb is true; 'live each day as if it's your last'. Thankfully, that door held tight throughout the flight.
Don't left yourself be numbed by the world around you. I've sat on airplanes every year since I was born ... but the thrill of takeoff and landing still hasn't faded away. The anticipation as it coasts towards the runway ... the tremendous roar of engines and surge of speed as it hurtles down the runway ... the feeling of being pressed unto the chair by the increasing G-forces ... that split-second where gravity gives a final struggle, then loses its fight with the airplane's lift ... the light-headedness (because blood drains away from your brain) as it shoots up into the sky, piercing through the layers of clouds and appearing on top of the world. Simple, yet so delightful. Learn to indulge in such little things and savour each moment as a gift from God - life wouldn't seem so dull once you start. Have you ever seen the utter abandon and playfulness of two kitten fooling around on the grass? I can spend tens of minutes just sitting there watching them. Stop yourself from being swept along the rat race of life - life is much more than that.
Then turbulence struck, knocking me out of my reverie ... ouch. My guess had come true, the cloudy sky created a rollercoaster rider through the skies. Fear threatened to grip at my heart, but this time, I applied what I had learnt: I surrendered my fear to Him, and trusted Him for my safety. In days past, my hands would be gripped tightly against the armrests, knuckles white and trembling. Now, I could just lie back and rest in His assurance. What a freedom there is in Him once one stops trying to bear the madness of life alone.
Have you ever tried to see the view out of an airplane at night? Try it. The stars are so much clearer out there than what can be seen from ground level. Even the central band of the Milky Way can be seen if one is fortunate enough. Then as the plane dropped out of the clouds, the land and sea was visible ... and completely covered in darkness. Only thin strips of light could be seen, the long stretches of rural roads lighted by rows of street lamps. As the planes continued to drop, a patch of light could be seen from afar. At first, it seemed to be a small town in the middle of nowhere. Until smaller points of light began to distinguish themselves. And individual features got clearer. It was the nightlights of Kuching; an island of light surounded by the darkness of night! Like a crown of a thousand diamonds set against the dark purple of velvet; it was a sight of speechless beauty. And the child-like thrill of identifying the specific roads, neighbourhoods and suburbs of the city.
Only problem was the pilot. You could tell precisely when the pilot started his descent - light-headedness and the feeling of falling all at once. He was going down so fast, the light-headedness continued till landing. And the landing - he slammed onto the runway with a hard bump that jarred the whole plane. Poor landing. So far, I have to say that AIRASIA's pilots aren't as ... gentle? There are fewer such incidents among my MAS flights.
But none of it mattered the moment I exited the baggage reclaimation area - I was home. And that was enough.

Today went out with my friends for b'fast along Green Road, went up the Civic Centre, took the 'sampan' to the Astana and the Fort Margherita, then dropped by the souvenir shops along the Waterfront for them to buy things back for their friends and family. Wow ... now I know how difficult it is to be a host.
I'm tired now, so I think that's all for now. Going off to Matang Wildlife Centre tomorrow for a daytrip, so sleep earlier abit today - or at least earlier than last night's 3pm-plus snooze time!

BACK ...

Hi everyone!! Guess where I'm blogging from? ... KUCHING!!
It's plain great to be back. More tomorrow - it's already late!!

And it's OVER ... plus plans for the next few days

Another day. And my exams are OVER! FINISHED! DONE WITH! FAIT ACCOMPLIED! I could jump catterwheels and dance around my campus - but of course, one must act as his supposed level of maturity! But still ... HOOOOOOORAY! Finally, the crazy stress of exams are GONE! I was sooooo charged with anticipation last night, I had to literally force myself to read the words in my notes - but still to little avail. Unsurprising ... :-)
My plans over the next few days ...
After this, lunch, then going back to my hostel to finish packing up all my stuff. Then my friend's dad will be coming up with his van from Melaka around 3.30 to help us shift our stuff over to Setapak. Move our stuff in stages to my new condominium, then sign the contract with the landlady's agent around 5/6 pm. Then a long discussion with my other 5 housemates about our future plans and suggestions. I'm still thinking whether I should go back to my uncle's house tonight, or tomorrow morning. I have to go to my grandma's place tomorrow, 2pm, anyway, to see the furniture and appliances we would like to get.
Then Good Friday service at church at 8pm. Then Saturday ... one last shopping fling in KL ... maybe KLCC and Midvalley? Thinking of buying some stuff back for my parents and Nick. See my mood - and how much time I have! Then finally ... Easter Sunday service in church ... off to KL Sentral by 4pm, taking the ERL down to KLIA, then departure from KLIA to Kuching at 6.35pm! Kuching, oh beloved Kuching ... it's only another 3 days and 9 hours before I arrive back!
I can't wait to see my notebook once I get back - or perhaps I will be weeping in regret?? The waiting is leaving me anxious! It's so unusual to make a business decision and to be delayed from seeing the result/product for so long.
Time to get ready to go back. So, that means I will not have any connection to the Internet over the next few days ... so I'll be silent for this weekend. Waiting to get back with a bang once arriving back in Kuching.
Home ...

Landlady chaos, another paper and hostel affairs

And so, another paper ends ...
But, before that, last night's drama.

Our landlady informed us just last night that she could not get ready the document we were to sign herself, as she was too busy (maybe true ... she's a guest lecturer in UKM, HUKM, and other Uni's besides her everyday work as an orthoptist - dealing with lazy eye and other eye muscular problems). And so, she asked us to contact an agent she usually worked with to help get the document drawn up. Oh - all the moaning over the sure-to-be-charged service fees, transport fees, printing fees and etc ... we can only hope that he's a decent person who wouldn't cut our throat! He's coming to get our information later today, around 9pm.

Back to the paper ... I was W-R-O-N-G about the part of Dr Zorin's paper - he came out with another totally different topic in the MCQ's (number of Q: 3). A-R-G-H!! I left all 3 blank since I had no idea what the answer was. Others not too bad also ... Thankfully, no one killed me after that. Another painful lesson in making sure you get your information right. He had said, "The last lecture before the midsemester break", but I wasn't careful enough to ask what's the topic's name!
For the essay, I thank God that it was quite good. It was a shock for everyone when we saw the marks allocation for all the 3 complusory essay questions - 20 marks each! TWENTY!! We were more used to the 10 mark system. And the questions we very broad ... I had no idea what to write. And so, my hand just started flying over the answer booklets, as God allowed the information to flow out smoothly from my mind to the paper. In the end, I think I regurgitated 3 whole sets of lecture notes - 3 handwritten pages each for the first two questions, and 2 pages for the 3rd. I pray that it'll make up for my less-than-good performance in my MCQ. Whatever it is, I leave the results at His feet - and leave it there; not busybody go back and take it back up!

Thank God that I had chosen to move out. The results for those who applied to stay inside our hostel just came out ... and it was skewed. Especially for the guys: many of the medical students got into KTSN 1 (my present one). In each piece of A4 paper, there's space for 4 columns of matrics numbers. For the medics, they had 3 rows and the first 2.5 rows all got into KTSN 1. For us in the Allied Health Science Faculty, we had only 2.8 rows - and only 1.2 rows of them got into KTSN 1. Those not in KTSN 1 will be in KTSN 2/3/4; in Kampung Baru and Sentul - further away and far far smaller. We were like, WHAT?! I mean, they were far less active than us, and joined a lesser number of activities. But, simply because they were medical students who will only stay one more year in UKMKL before moving down to their real campus at HUKM for their clinical years (so don't make them move out since they'll be wasting money by moving out for only one year). Ah well ... ugh. Never mind; at least there is SOME merit to that argument. And a few people DID get in. At least my accomodation's taken care of.

A note about the weather - due to the rain these past 2 days, it has been a good time to study and take exams. Thanks to God for His provision!
Alright ... that's all for today folks. Have to start studying for my FINAL PAPER! Hurray!!!! But still have to study lah ... even when the PDR, Physioteraphy, OT, and Audioteraphy students have FINISHED! *grumble* *grumble* *grumble* To lessen the 'agony', my future housemate from PDR just promised to bring back some roasted chicken from Isetan KLCC ... yum, yum.
Already starting my packing with organising my stuff into sections. Tonight will start putting some of them into the bags and boxes. I'll actually be shifting up to my new condominium unit at Setapak this Thursday, and maybe will go over to my uncle's place on Thursday night or Friday morning. And flying back on Sunday afternoon ... YAY! I'm starting to get excitedly agitated - who isn't after not seeing home since November 2004? ;-)
Till next time!

p.s below is the address of a good article that BK put up in his website. Hope you all will take the time to read it up!
http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2005/003/26.42.html

Info, good news and lecturers ...

And my final Monday in KL . . .

Passing on information is such an interesting thing ... you get to see how it gets twisted, distorted, pieces added or left out - unless you are the one who gets in trouble.
For my Microbiology paper, I was curious enough to ask 2 of my lecturers how's the format of the final theory paper. Naturally - since we use such info to gauge how much we need and DON'T need to study. He he he ...
The interesting thing was that no one else had bothered to ask, or had not been able to get the lecturers. So I became the primary and only information source about the Microbiology paper to all those taking the same paper - consisting of 4 courses with a grand total of nearly 300 people. You can only imagine the deluge of questions I soon received after I made the announcement to everyone. My handphone was vibrating with messages every few hours from people all over - even those I didn't previously know! People would suddenly stop me in the middle of the corridor and ask ... or knock on my door (for this, only guys lah - mine's a gender-segregated hostel). Apparently, this exam stuff sells like hot cocoa on a cold winter morning.
And then ... I started getting funny questions and scary remarks. Bef I continue, let me tell you what the information was precisely:
"All lectures concerning virus and fungus, Dr. Zorin's last pre-midsemester lecture and all our practical reports will be included inside our final exam. Dr. Zorin's post-midsemester lectures and the other pre-midsemester topics are not included inside the exam. Minimum 3 essays will be asked, with 30 MCQ's"
How it can get so distorted ... :-( My gleanings from a few SMSes:
'We are only studying about virus, right?
'Michael says that, except for Dr. Zorin's last pre-midsemester lecture, the rest of the pre-midsemester topics must study also'.
'The practical reports will only be asked in the essay section'.
'According to Michael, study everything'.
'Only study virus and fungus'.
??!!??!!
This is RISKY business!! Man; just because you passed your message on correctly doesn't mean no distortion will happen halfway down the road. And the most frightening part is when they use "Michael says ...". I NEVER SAID IT OR COMMENTED SUCH !!!! I hope no one kills me for getting wrong info that's not my fault! Ah well ... with great information comes great responsibility ... :-)

Thank God that last night, He allowed me to have an opportunity to share His good news to one of my future housemates. I tried to open up the conversation earlier in the afternoon, but didn't go anywhere. But this time I chose not to give up (as I usually did), but move on; letting God open up new opportunities and just try to be sensitive to His leading. Later that night, I went down to his room again just to ask something ... and suddenly an opening came while we were discussing life values. Although he chose not to make any decision yet, because of his conservative family and (I feel) because of the magnitude of such a change, I pray that I'll learn to persevere with him in His love and patience; to continue shining His new Life and being the salt and the light in this particular section of the Earth. And not just to him, but to all God allows to come within my circle.
Seems like nothing much ... but for me, it's a new start to the evangelistic facet of my life that had long been crippled by legalism and fear. And this time, I'm learning to let Him lead and to lean on His power and wisdom.

To a lighter thing ... in primary and secondary school, I had been known as the 'teacher's pet'. Always the one rubbing the blackboard or helping out. And even taking the dreaded position of class monitor twice.
Now ... perhaps I can add the title 'lecturer's pet'. Apparently, I've come out as a one of the more helpful students around. Last time, I helped one of my lecturers rearrange 2 classes by liasoning with the representative of the 3 courses taking that subject. She commented that she was grateful for my help. And then today, she asked me where she could photostate something ... and as I turned to leave, she said that the Biochemistry lecturers find me a good and nice student. ACK!! The same applies for Physiology, Anatomy, Genetics and Microbiology; though to a lesser degree. ~ ~ ~ To be honest, it's easy to get puffed up with pride ... but I'm learning and choosing to put myself in proper place - it's because of God's work in changing my character that I am able to do such; not because I am such a hotshot. Anyway, I don't mind helping out. And, come to think of it; it's a way to shine - to show who a Christian, a representative of Christ, is. And it'll also help if you need any recommendations and what-nots since you've made yourself known to the lecturers, but it has never came to mind - and I don't intend to treat them as people to manipulate. Ah well, just accept this particular 'cute' part of my personality and use it for His glory. :-)
Yesterday, I found out that my grandma is shifting house later this year ... so after a few phone SMSes to my mum, I found out that she might give some furniture and electrical appliances to me and my housemates. Praise the Lord! He provides through means one doesn't even think of, or asked for! Thus; one problem taken care of. Thank God for His provision. Now, if only we could get hold of our landlady to sign our contract before we leave for our hometowns . . . .
Alrights ... I think that's all I have for now. Time to get back to studying viruses, fungus and what-nots.
Till next time!

An interjection 1st

ANNOUNCEMENT: I've changed my settings so that anyone can post their comments

Hello there everyone ...
It's been another tiring weekend, but I don't regret it. Had a great time with my leader, enjoyed the service and the Bible study afterward.
I used to dread the weekends; the long journey to PJ/Sg Buloh, Saturday's with my leader, Sunday's in church with my church members ... but in recent weeks, because I've finally allowed God to make His long-awaited move into His proper place in my life, let's just say that things are being taken care off - by Him! Instead of me trying to make myself someone I am not, trying to bend my will by brute force; He's moulding me and I'm letting Him empower me to do what He wills for me. It's so much more easier and ... natural? Natural for us as Christians, I meant. "Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit"; "I can do all things through Him who strengthens me"; "It does not, therefore, depend on man's desire or effort, but on God's mercy". Verses we are so familiar with and qoute every now and then ... yet, without we living it out, letting it sink into our lifes, applying it, choosing to live by these precepts ... they are just plain old cliches. I'm not saying I'm living them out perfectly; no! I still fail and make mistakes. But, through Him, I'm learning ... and living it out in His strength and Spirit. How can I express it; now being so different from my past way of life? Just a simple W-O-W and PRAISE THE LORD.
A life with God and a life with God makes one big difference. (NOT an unintentional mistake; figure out what I was trying to bring across) Opps; I meant the difference between a life with God by the sidelines and a life with God as its centrepoint. I testify to it personally; God was 'trapped' by the sidelines of my life by my willing, deliberate choice - until He repeatedly broke me down up to a certain point where I was falling to pieces, and I finally gave in and surrendered all to Him ... only to find my fears totally unfounded and my long-given-up-and-dismissed-as-pie-in-the-sky dreams becoming reality. I have soooo much more to share with you all; the things God has been teaching me through Him Bible, the knowledge already stored up in my head that's now being usefully applied, and the new experiences He's bringing me through. But, that I leave to another later blog/mail. I pray that I can share all these with you all.
For now ... Please pray as I attempt to reach out to others before the semester ends, and especially since Good Friday and Easter's coming up; taking an excercise in faith, trust and obedience. Especially to 3 people whom God has allowed me to form good relationships with.
I'm hoping that all the arrangements about our condo will be alright ... the landlady suddenly stopped replying our SMSes! Oh no; how about the signing of the contract?! And also trying to find out more about the Streamyx connection.
That's all for now. Signing off and going to take my dinner and studies later tonight.
Till next time ...

p.s. HOW in the world can I get the chatterbox?!

Final Week (Part One)

And my 1st proper post.

It's yet another blazing hot afternoon on a Saturday. The weather has been mercilessly unrelenting, and especially frightenening to our farmers and water supply. And disruptive to attempts to study. Which quite explains what I am doing here.
It's only another 7 days to the end of my 1st academic year. Many feeling churn through the inner corridors of my mind, some vaguely defined while others struggling beneath the outer ediface of my revealed self. Yet, I keep them aside for now, going through the practical matters at hand. Perhaps once I have a better understanding of what I feel now, I'll post it on.

Still have another 2 more papers, microbiology and public health, so obviously have to study finish both papers before their respective dates. These are the easier ones, so hope will do alright.
Talking about papers ... my procrastination nearly killed my biochemistry paper. But, thank God I managed to do alright - really an act of Grace. More in my next post.

What happens if you don't take care of the cleaniless of your room for 14 weeks? Answer: You spend a whole morning clearing up everything; which was what I did today! I can't imagine some of the things that I misplaced, were actually buried underneath the piles of rubbish everywhere. Never mind; a lesson for next time when I move to my own condo with my other 5 housemates.
Also started to organise my stuff into groups, so that once my final paper is over, I can start simply put all my things into my boxes and bags right away. Rather than panicking and mispacking alot of things on the last day. Oh, I did that last time, and am trying to avoid another classical repeat.

Now that my dad has actually bought and paid for my notebook ... ARGH!! You hate it when, after buying something, you get these 'regret' pangs. You still aren't sure it's the best deal for the cash you paid, or the most suitable package of specifications, or the proper screen size, or correct brand or ... Just yesterday, I went searching at Low Yat for a USB Optical mouse for my notebook - and I ended up gazing longingly at the notebooks scattered all over! Especially the at model I had bought ... you search out for each and every imperfection and lesser parts. Talk about consumerism and materialism being infectious. Ah ... the feeling of always having not enough. Counter that with Godly contentment.

Preparing for my new condo ... already planning the furniture to get, the internet access (we are getting TmNet Streamyx 512 Kbps), bill payments, transportation, food, water, division of space ... wow. You've never thought of the intricate and complicated details of staying out on your own, as before this, your parents dealt with everything. I've alot to learn from my parents when i go back to Kuching; all about house keeping, cooking and lots more.
Trying not to get lost in the crowd of details - focusing on making sure we sign that contract with our landlady, get the Internet access online by the time our term starts, and the shifting of our stuff to the condo from our present hostel. Other matters can wait. Oh, how about the rent and bill payments for April, May and June? Or the security of ... UGH!!! I'm a natural worrier.
Alright, I guess that's all. Tonight, staying over at my leader's house in Sg Buloh ... my last night there for another 3 months. Perhaps want to discuss his plans for me and what ever extra's.

Wait for my next one ...

For all things, there is a beginning ...

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-signal received
-beginning decoding of transmission
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-transmission decoded
-displaying transmission
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*oxygen levels stable*
*radiation levels within acceptable range*
*systems running at 97 percent of maximum capability*
*all systems ready ... *

Finally, I enter this blogworld. After nearly 3 years of watching others blog, their 'bug' has infected me irreversably. And so, I start off on my own, not knowing what tomorrow beckons, only letting my fingers run over the keyboard, formulating words, sentences, paragraphs and whole essays ... which directly show, or hint at, thoughts, feelings and memories ... to be splattered across the monitors of those who are free enough to drop by this little stall amidst the rush and bustle of this highway of information.
As the creed of Startrek goes, 'to boldly go where no man has gone before ...'. For me, it's alot more simpler; 'to boldly go where I have never gone before ...'
:-)
Thus ... the show begins

-transmission ended

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"Captain, warp engines are fully charged and ready to go" ... "Shields are running at optimal cycles" ... "Navigation systems at 77 percent sensitivity level. We are ready, Captain"
"Helm, set us a course"
"Where?"
"Into the unknown ... uncharted territory ... where new worlds and new challenges await. Maximum warp ... engage!"