U might notice that I havent been posting lately....
well, coz i'm currently a man on a mission....mission to save my future from the unthinkable consequences of a bad final exam outcome!!
My exams schedule are:
November
23rd - Stat 271 - Statistics I -3 hour
24th - ACST 211 - Combinatorial Probabilities - 3 hour
27th - ACST 305 - Quantitative Methods for Asset Liability Management - 3 hour
considering i study best around ppl who are studying...i've been hopping around places where ppl are studying...to chill n study together...thank you all for accepting me to lepak together and study =)
currently, i'm at randwick studying at zek's place...probably till sunday....maybe will chill with ida n zek for awhile during this weekend coz ida finished her xms...and going back 2 msia for practical this sunday....
lately when im in MUV studying, i'd love to play some soccer in d afternoon with the usual kakis...seng, shim, zaini, syada 'henry', and durra 'rooney' =) with some other players joining occasionally...its juz fun...and its amazing to see how durra n syada can play reaaaaaaally reaaaaaally well! if u analyze them, u can tell they have the soccer brains - an idea of what shud b done in d game...and durra is quite accurate in her shooting! damn frustrated if she scores against me - which she does regularly....and syada's passing...hoho...mabeles! it wont be long till we can play with no worries of xm n studies now!
and yes, terima kasih to cik gg who've been reaaaaaally tolerating my house-hopping n study gila mode...it makes things for me much much much easier - thanks!
man on a mission - mohd sunny tan!
Gerak Gempur Exam 2006!!! muahahahahahhahahaha.....
Friday, November 17, 2006
Thursday, November 09, 2006
do you understand??
i am frustrated...
i am sad...
and i am worried...
its too complicated a matter to express here...
but...
if u think you know what's troubling me...
...
by all means, talk to me...
i am sad...
and i am worried...
its too complicated a matter to express here...
but...
if u think you know what's troubling me...
...
by all means, talk to me...
Friday, November 03, 2006
family...
i woke up and i tot i wanted to change my desktop background...so i did some editing work on my msa photos....
click on image for full size
i realized...i miss it all...
Thursday, November 02, 2006
-my name is jeffery-
err...i dunno wat i was doing when i suddenly tot..hm...i like my brothers' name...hmm...a totally random thought...why didnt i get any of their names??hmm...i wonder...
5 sibblings
1- mohd sunny tan (me!)
2- mohd jeffery tan (cool bro of mine)
3- intan shahwana tan (the only girl)
4- mohd danny tan (jerry's twin)
5- mohd jerry tan (danny's twin)
...end all names above with bin (or binti) mohd saiful tan...
you get what i mean by their names sound better? mak told me that i was named sunny so that i could be like the sun...shine on the world, brighten the dark...wow, boleh tahan harapan untuk anak ye encik saiful dan puan siti?? well, i still think others' names are cool...of coz number 3 doesnt count - thats my sister, so i wouldnt naturally want her name...how would it be like if i was, say, jerry? haha..
ah, this reminds me...
when i was in mrsm jasin...one day i had really high fever while playing bball in a competition...and after half-time, i couldnt remember clearly what happened...it was very bad that going to the toilet later in the dorm was a struggle...and the warden sent me to jasin hospital that night...and after some quick treatment, i was sent to malacca general hospital...i was unconcious while all this happened...
after one day...i was puzzled why none from my school came to check on me...no teachers and warden at all...and the nurses keep calling me jeffery..."err, my name is sunny", i would correct them..."yes, sure", they would say...and yet they still called me jeffery...
and the i found out why.....
in jasin hospital, when the nurses asked for my details, the warden did not know coz he was very new there...and i allegedly said, my name is jeffery...so when the other wardens went to the general hospital looking for 'Sunny', they couldnt find me..and it took awhile to figure out 'who is sunny'...
i was at 38-40 degrees for a couple of days...and probably the nurses thot that i wasnt in my right mind...and ignored me when i corrected my name... note: the nurses were cute...juz after spm, studying at the nurses' college next to the hospital...and hey guess what, i had twin nurses looking after me ok =P *but i was too young to understand the value of all this...* =P
anyway...i must really love my brother...or i must reallly love his name...to be calling myself him when i was unconcious...haha...what the...
note: syada..u remember the incident above?malu giler bila balik maktab wei...warden ar hebah cerita kat surau...tsk3.. (cik gg confirm la ingt this incident =P)
5 sibblings
1- mohd sunny tan (me!)
2- mohd jeffery tan (cool bro of mine)
3- intan shahwana tan (the only girl)
4- mohd danny tan (jerry's twin)
5- mohd jerry tan (danny's twin)
...end all names above with bin (or binti) mohd saiful tan...
you get what i mean by their names sound better? mak told me that i was named sunny so that i could be like the sun...shine on the world, brighten the dark...wow, boleh tahan harapan untuk anak ye encik saiful dan puan siti?? well, i still think others' names are cool...of coz number 3 doesnt count - thats my sister, so i wouldnt naturally want her name...how would it be like if i was, say, jerry? haha..
ah, this reminds me...
when i was in mrsm jasin...one day i had really high fever while playing bball in a competition...and after half-time, i couldnt remember clearly what happened...it was very bad that going to the toilet later in the dorm was a struggle...and the warden sent me to jasin hospital that night...and after some quick treatment, i was sent to malacca general hospital...i was unconcious while all this happened...
after one day...i was puzzled why none from my school came to check on me...no teachers and warden at all...and the nurses keep calling me jeffery..."err, my name is sunny", i would correct them..."yes, sure", they would say...and yet they still called me jeffery...
and the i found out why.....
in jasin hospital, when the nurses asked for my details, the warden did not know coz he was very new there...and i allegedly said, my name is jeffery...so when the other wardens went to the general hospital looking for 'Sunny', they couldnt find me..and it took awhile to figure out 'who is sunny'...
i was at 38-40 degrees for a couple of days...and probably the nurses thot that i wasnt in my right mind...and ignored me when i corrected my name... note: the nurses were cute...juz after spm, studying at the nurses' college next to the hospital...and hey guess what, i had twin nurses looking after me ok =P *but i was too young to understand the value of all this...* =P
anyway...i must really love my brother...or i must reallly love his name...to be calling myself him when i was unconcious...haha...what the...
note: syada..u remember the incident above?malu giler bila balik maktab wei...warden ar hebah cerita kat surau...tsk3.. (cik gg confirm la ingt this incident =P)
Sunday, October 29, 2006
supercalifragilisticexpialidociously FRUSTRATED
i was at the arias on sunday...it was a totally superb experience...performances, red carpet, awards....
and it would have been a spectacular day, had the day ended peacefully...
to begin d story...let me explain the complicated transportation path i had to take... (and yes, this is another long entry by sunny)
from sydney olympic park (where arias was), i had to take the train to lidcombe, then from lidcombe, take a train to strathfield, then from strathfield, take a train to epping, and finally from epping, take a bus to my house....
it was about 10pm when it all ended...and i wasnt sure whether i should go to epping and take the last bus, or go to the city and take the bus to macquarie... i was unsure what time is the last train from strathfield to epping (its a sunday)....what time was the last bus from epping to my house...its all so complicated...
so i had to choose, go to epping, or go to city...considering the last bus from epping is 11.06pm, and roughly i would be able to make it to epping in an hour from olympic park...i decided to go buy the epping ticket...
zek went off first...the cue for the ticket was long...and some dumb blondes way up front cant seem to figure the ticket machine and are taking forever...as every second passed, i got more worried...should i change my plan? can i still make it for the last bus from epping???
well, by the time i reached the machine, my timing got tighter, but i think it was still ok...so i bought the epping ticket and ran and waited for the train to lidcombe...
damn....waited 10 minutes juz for the train to depart from olympic park...but no turning back...since i bought the ticket already...and besides, lidcombe is juz 1 station away from olympic park....
i found out that the train from strathfield to epping was at 1040, and 1110 next...i will b juzzz on time for the 1040 train if nothing goes wrong at lidcombe, hence, on time to catch the last bus...but if anything happens in lidcombe, eg train 2 strathfield is late, i stand no chance at all to catch the last bus...oh god...tension tension...
on the train from olympic park, everyone was so happy coz the arias was great...but i juz sat there quietly...cemas...and when i reached lidcombe...i was running over to the other platforms far far away...it was times like that when it seems everyone is blocking ur path, terhegeh-hegeh...well, luckily i cought the train to strathfield straight away when i reached the platform....no probs at lidcombe...greatttt....juzz nice to reach strathfield for the epping train...
maybe luck is on my side now...well, how wrong was i...
...10.40pm...
i reached strathfield, about juz on time for the train to epping...if i miss that train, i wont reach epping in time for the last bus...so, i was running...as i ran up the platform for the train to epping...i heard sound of a train...i sprinted faster (note: i was already sprinting) ... and when i reached the platform...i saw the train moving away from the station...the cruelest sight every...
now, if i took that 1040 train, i would reach epping by 11, and on time for the last bus at 1106 to reach home...but to my utmost frustration, i missed it by a fraction of a second...and the next train was at 11.10....
how? i cant go to the city...i would miss the last bus from d city anyway, and i would need to spend d night in d city n use more money..not good...but then, i dont have enough cash to take a cab from epping station to home...
1045pm...tensed...
i decided to call a friend, see if she could pick me up at epping...and she said she would pick me up at 1130 when i arrive at epping...i was relieved...altho inside i was in rage, feeling like i wanna punch the walls...suddenly, when the train almost arrived, zek called...he apologized for leaving first, but i said its ok...wouldnt make a difference anyway if he waited for me at olympic park...well, yup, thats true...tho while at the instant of emergency and tension i did actually feel dissapointed that he left me to face all this myself...it really isnt his fault and not that he could change anything anyway...
11.08 pm ... emotionless
zek: oh ya, how u getting in your house?
sunny: hm? what dya mean?
zek: err, your house keys are in my bag
sunny: arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
omg...my house n room keys in zek's bag...aaarghhhhh....wthhh...why oh why....huhu...what to do....i had to juz calm myself down...there is nothing i could do anyway...better not add to my stress level...besides, the Resident Assistant could help... ok...chill...
so, the train arrived at strathfield 1110pm...and d ride was juz ok...quiet, not many people on train...and i was pretty much calmed down...i looked at my watch...well, plus minus...i would reach home at about near midnite...so, what might have been was juz about half an hour better...so, i didnt lose much...chill...
i reached epping on time at 1130pm...and when i reached the platform...i made a call to my friend saying that i am there and will be waiting at the bus stop for her...she said she is already making a move and would be there soon...i ended the call...and i tot, "not long now...hmm, what should i fix for my supper? so hungry..."...tut tut tut...i looked at my fon 'low battery'...hungry, cold...
1155pm...still hungry, even more cold, bored...
where is she? it would take only 5 minutes to drive up here to epping considering no traffic...hmm..maybe she went to the toilet or sumthin...ah well...so i waited a bit more...staring at each passing car wondering if she's here...at first it was ok...but after awhile, it got frustrating...
its already 12.10pm...and still no sign of my friend...my frustration had turned to worry...i figured it was time to give a call...and so i did...but no one answered...i got more worried...shit...what happened...tut tut tut...my fon died...great...
i made a silent prayer, and turned the fon back on...phew...it remained on...i called shim telling him about this and asking him to check out if that friend of mine was at home...a few phone calls till about 1230 with no progress or info...then suddenly shim called me back...he said that the girl was stopped by police and she didnt bring her driver's license...and the police escorted her back home...shim told me to find some other way to get home...and i said ok...and d conversation was over..
wth...how? no cash...not enough in bank...and i dont think i would make it walking back home...argh...so i took d cab....and asked it to wait while i go into my house to borrow some cash from my housemate...oh wait...remember - keys, zek's bag? arghhhhhhhhhhhhh....so i asked the cabbie to wait awhile, i go ting tong the RA and luckily she wasnt asleep...she opened my house and room door...and after i paid the cabbie...i was finally home...
well, not really...a deep sense of guilt struck me when shim told me my friend was stopped by police...i found out, her license was suspended untill she paid up the 1000 dollar fine (or 500 if she appeals)....omg....i cant help blaming myself...enough with the frustration...now the guilt???
...i am sorry...
1am...i felt like really screaming...but i didnt...i couldnt...that's so 2001 sunny...
thanx to cik gg for calming me down...sigh...ARIAS was really really great, dont get me wrong...its just that...all that's happened that night afterwards had taken all the excitement away from me...as superb as the experience of being at the arias, i think i equally wished that day had not happened at all...
regardless...thank you zek for the invite...that was an experience of a lifetime...maybe when i get all the arias pics, and i regain back some of that excitement...i would make the entry that might have been - arias 2006.
and it would have been a spectacular day, had the day ended peacefully...
to begin d story...let me explain the complicated transportation path i had to take... (and yes, this is another long entry by sunny)
from sydney olympic park (where arias was), i had to take the train to lidcombe, then from lidcombe, take a train to strathfield, then from strathfield, take a train to epping, and finally from epping, take a bus to my house....
it was about 10pm when it all ended...and i wasnt sure whether i should go to epping and take the last bus, or go to the city and take the bus to macquarie... i was unsure what time is the last train from strathfield to epping (its a sunday)....what time was the last bus from epping to my house...its all so complicated...
so i had to choose, go to epping, or go to city...considering the last bus from epping is 11.06pm, and roughly i would be able to make it to epping in an hour from olympic park...i decided to go buy the epping ticket...
zek went off first...the cue for the ticket was long...and some dumb blondes way up front cant seem to figure the ticket machine and are taking forever...as every second passed, i got more worried...should i change my plan? can i still make it for the last bus from epping???
well, by the time i reached the machine, my timing got tighter, but i think it was still ok...so i bought the epping ticket and ran and waited for the train to lidcombe...
damn....waited 10 minutes juz for the train to depart from olympic park...but no turning back...since i bought the ticket already...and besides, lidcombe is juz 1 station away from olympic park....
i found out that the train from strathfield to epping was at 1040, and 1110 next...i will b juzzz on time for the 1040 train if nothing goes wrong at lidcombe, hence, on time to catch the last bus...but if anything happens in lidcombe, eg train 2 strathfield is late, i stand no chance at all to catch the last bus...oh god...tension tension...
on the train from olympic park, everyone was so happy coz the arias was great...but i juz sat there quietly...cemas...and when i reached lidcombe...i was running over to the other platforms far far away...it was times like that when it seems everyone is blocking ur path, terhegeh-hegeh...well, luckily i cought the train to strathfield straight away when i reached the platform....no probs at lidcombe...greatttt....juzz nice to reach strathfield for the epping train...
maybe luck is on my side now...well, how wrong was i...
...10.40pm...
i reached strathfield, about juz on time for the train to epping...if i miss that train, i wont reach epping in time for the last bus...so, i was running...as i ran up the platform for the train to epping...i heard sound of a train...i sprinted faster (note: i was already sprinting) ... and when i reached the platform...i saw the train moving away from the station...the cruelest sight every...
now, if i took that 1040 train, i would reach epping by 11, and on time for the last bus at 1106 to reach home...but to my utmost frustration, i missed it by a fraction of a second...and the next train was at 11.10....
how? i cant go to the city...i would miss the last bus from d city anyway, and i would need to spend d night in d city n use more money..not good...but then, i dont have enough cash to take a cab from epping station to home...
1045pm...tensed...
i decided to call a friend, see if she could pick me up at epping...and she said she would pick me up at 1130 when i arrive at epping...i was relieved...altho inside i was in rage, feeling like i wanna punch the walls...suddenly, when the train almost arrived, zek called...he apologized for leaving first, but i said its ok...wouldnt make a difference anyway if he waited for me at olympic park...well, yup, thats true...tho while at the instant of emergency and tension i did actually feel dissapointed that he left me to face all this myself...it really isnt his fault and not that he could change anything anyway...
11.08 pm ... emotionless
zek: oh ya, how u getting in your house?
sunny: hm? what dya mean?
zek: err, your house keys are in my bag
sunny: arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
omg...my house n room keys in zek's bag...aaarghhhhh....wthhh...why oh why....huhu...what to do....i had to juz calm myself down...there is nothing i could do anyway...better not add to my stress level...besides, the Resident Assistant could help... ok...chill...
so, the train arrived at strathfield 1110pm...and d ride was juz ok...quiet, not many people on train...and i was pretty much calmed down...i looked at my watch...well, plus minus...i would reach home at about near midnite...so, what might have been was juz about half an hour better...so, i didnt lose much...chill...
i reached epping on time at 1130pm...and when i reached the platform...i made a call to my friend saying that i am there and will be waiting at the bus stop for her...she said she is already making a move and would be there soon...i ended the call...and i tot, "not long now...hmm, what should i fix for my supper? so hungry..."...tut tut tut...i looked at my fon 'low battery'...hungry, cold...
1155pm...still hungry, even more cold, bored...
where is she? it would take only 5 minutes to drive up here to epping considering no traffic...hmm..maybe she went to the toilet or sumthin...ah well...so i waited a bit more...staring at each passing car wondering if she's here...at first it was ok...but after awhile, it got frustrating...
its already 12.10pm...and still no sign of my friend...my frustration had turned to worry...i figured it was time to give a call...and so i did...but no one answered...i got more worried...shit...what happened...tut tut tut...my fon died...great...
i made a silent prayer, and turned the fon back on...phew...it remained on...i called shim telling him about this and asking him to check out if that friend of mine was at home...a few phone calls till about 1230 with no progress or info...then suddenly shim called me back...he said that the girl was stopped by police and she didnt bring her driver's license...and the police escorted her back home...shim told me to find some other way to get home...and i said ok...and d conversation was over..
wth...how? no cash...not enough in bank...and i dont think i would make it walking back home...argh...so i took d cab....and asked it to wait while i go into my house to borrow some cash from my housemate...oh wait...remember - keys, zek's bag? arghhhhhhhhhhhhh....so i asked the cabbie to wait awhile, i go ting tong the RA and luckily she wasnt asleep...she opened my house and room door...and after i paid the cabbie...i was finally home...
well, not really...a deep sense of guilt struck me when shim told me my friend was stopped by police...i found out, her license was suspended untill she paid up the 1000 dollar fine (or 500 if she appeals)....omg....i cant help blaming myself...enough with the frustration...now the guilt???
...i am sorry...
1am...i felt like really screaming...but i didnt...i couldnt...that's so 2001 sunny...
thanx to cik gg for calming me down...sigh...ARIAS was really really great, dont get me wrong...its just that...all that's happened that night afterwards had taken all the excitement away from me...as superb as the experience of being at the arias, i think i equally wished that day had not happened at all...
regardless...thank you zek for the invite...that was an experience of a lifetime...maybe when i get all the arias pics, and i regain back some of that excitement...i would make the entry that might have been - arias 2006.
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