Tuesday, 26 August 2008

Back on the Island

...with no Internet connection once again.


I think that Streamyx guy sabotaged my laptop. Ish.


To the question that's been lingering in your heads since you read the first line...

I'm in the library now.

Hence the new post.

Getting round to studying again after hols wasn't as bad as I thought. I think I'm adequately re-studying. I'm kinda sick, though. Not fever, not dengue, not cough, not flu. I have no idea what it is. It's Energyless Faintheartedness, if you ask me.

I've another Law Nite meeting this Thursday, some Merdeka parade for Law Fac this Friday, nothing on Saturday (hopefully stays nothing. it'll be something if the Team Building is this Sat), church on Sunday, and...


Did I mention how much I love weddings?


Taking another friend to church this Sunday. I said before I left Malacca that I want to be like CK (bringing friends to church and thereby giving the church peeps 4 years they'll never forget but will always miss) and Kevin (always serving and volunteering to serve so cheerfully and helpfully).

Boleh. Akan. Mesti.

It sounds much better in English. Aah.

Merdeka parade meeting now. *groans*


Friday, 15 August 2008

Brinkibon Ltd v. Stahag Stahl Und Stahlwarenhandelsgesellschaft mb. H. [1982] 1 All ER 293

(what is that, i ask you)

Wednesday, 13 August 2008

Shut Up, You.

"Do not talk about the problem during the moment of tension."

-Uncle Dex-

just shut up and stop arguing.

It took so much.

I'm tired.

Tuesday, 12 August 2008

They're my family too.

And may our God and Father Himself, and our Lord Jesus Christ,
direct our way to you.
And may the Lord make you increase and abound
in love to one another and to all,
just as we do to you.

1 Thessalonians 3:11-12

My first thought was towards MGC and everyone there, some of whom I am yet to meet because I came back up to KL on Sunday morning 2 weeks ago.

I do miss everyone. I even miss doing this face --> -_- when the youth start talking and commenting among themselves when I am still in mid-sentence.

I miss hearing my name. =(

I was going to pen down "get to know the situation of everyone back home and encourage them", when I suddenly recalled the other church I have.


"Shouldn't this passage apply to them as well? They are also my brothers and sisters. We are all one family. Why should there be a special distinction for MGC? I think I see the one thing that can keep me from serving fruitfully in PJGH - the fact that I do not look forward to fellowshipping with them or getting to know them more the way Paul, Silas and Timothy looked forward to encouraging the Christians in Thessalonica."

Yes, they are my family. Jesus was right. It's easy to love those who already love us, or who are easy to love.

Serving in a foreign church sounds alright.

Loving them?

Encouraging them?

Mothering and fussing over the younger Christians the way I would back home?

Observing each one to know how they feel that day?

It doesn't sound alright.

It sounds as foreign as the foreign church is.

I must change.

I'm old enough to know what to do. Old enough to know how to do it. Old enough to carry it out.

No biases.

I shall love my family.

Monday, 11 August 2008

Ladies and Gentlemen...












manchester: a lawyer's promise is a promise!
chelsea: i'm not a judge, not yet a lawyer~~~
-to the tune of I'm Not A Girl by Britney Spears-

Sunday, 10 August 2008

I did not know.

i'm impressed,
i'm inspired,
i'm overwhelmed by the pianist.

i wish i'm good at something.

-yen mei, s.H.[R].u.G.S.s-

I used to think like that.
When I was seven (I think),
dad dragged me aside for a little talk.
He told me my younger sister was naturally gifted in piano and I was not.
I cried like mad wei.
But it made me realize and recognise that it's ok if others are better.
What's important is the fact that I enjoyed playing the piano

and I'd work hard at something I enjoyed

even if Hwei would always be better
no matter how hard I tried.
Anyway God is fair.

Everyone has something from Him.

-sis, in commenting on yen's post-

I never knew that talk happened.
I always guessed sis might have felt that way.
I never knew the extent of it.
I lived in ignorance.
I have seldom felt that way -
That someone else was so talented it suffocated me.
Except the gazillion mad pianists like...
Colin Kirton...
David Khoo...
Samuel Lee...
I guess it's different when it's your sibling.
Or someone you're close to.
But most of all, I have seldom felt that way because...
I have never endeavored to try something I wasn't good at.
I have always chosen to live in a shell.
So all you who feel suffocated by a more talented person
because he excels in the same thing though you may work harder
Take comfort in the fact that you feel that way
Because you dared to try.
You dared to fly.
Praise be to God if you do fly one day.
As for myself, I will never fly.


I have never accepted the challenge my inner self proposed.

As for you, my sister.

you memang pandai ber-hiperbola la!


Friday, 8 August 2008

Networking at the Symposium

I went there to build my network and get to know some international names and stuff. Learned how to be professional and pay attention to monotonous voices while daydreaming. I did some real ushering and am now truly enlightened about International Humanitarian Law, jurisdiction dispute settlements between countries and arbitrations, rights and duties by the Islamic Law, and a little bit about Environmental Law.

from left: kuen her, liverpool, me, chelsea, min how, jason, tenk siang


i did make some crazy friends though

More updates later. I'm dead tired.

Wednesday, 6 August 2008

I almost fainted today

There was this fantastic thing called the Inaugural Malaysian International Law Symposium*. I had no idea what a symposium was supposed to be, but the duty description on the notice board went something like: "Volunteers needed to be runners / PA's for the participants of the symposium."

Somehow, the words runners and participants overruled every other word in the phrase.

and it somehow came into my mind that
the law fac would ask law students
to wear sweatsuits (or singlets) and run around
passing bottles to runners.
so exciting.

I signed up.

That was... 2 weeks ago? It never crossed my mind that I might have a little trouble skipping 4 lectures, 1 Islamic tutorial**, and 1 English class.

Well, it crossed my mind yesterday, when I was to attend a meeting with the person-in-charge for a briefing on our duties. Guess who the person-in-charge turned out to be?

Mm-hmm. My uber scary tort tutor. Yeah, the one that shouts at the students during tutorials, and unblinkingly tells latecomers "don't bother coming in" when they knock on the door.

To add to things, both roomies changed their minds about helping out with the symposium the day of the meeting.

And my 2nd year buddy*** said to meet up for our graduating buddy's convo on Wednesday, 11am.

I have a Tort tutorial every Wednesday, 12pm.

The other stuff were not too bad. I can be a volunteer without having my roomies around. I can skip classes and do some studying myself. I can replace the Islamic tutorial any day before Thursday because we all have the same tutor for Islamic Law.

I can't look my Tort tutor in the eye and tell her I can't make it for tutorial. I will mati dengan dasyat-menyashat.

I didn't go for the meeting.

I don't have to skip classes and replace Islamic tutorial anymore. Happy me.

I felt so rotten the entire day. Make that the entire two days. I really, really, really wanted to go. And I never liked the feeling of being a quitter. =( Not to mention an irresponsible person. =( =(

Next, I walked past the notice board and saw the selection of mooters for the NUS-UM Moot Competition in Singapore. I didn't attend the interview because (1) roomies ignored the notice, and I happen to be so unmotivated that if my roomies don't sign up, I won't. (2) it clashes with MGC's JUICE Nite. I knew the 2nd reason was probably pretty good, but I felt like such a loser because I didn't have the guts to do something on my own and to step out of that tiny shell of timidness. And I knew I stood as much chance as those people on the list. =( =( =(

So dejected that day.

I moped around feeling useless after dinner. I looked at that black object on my table, and grabbed it. Psalm 150.

I don't know why, but I felt better. It's the weirdest thing, especially since I'd felt nothing when I'd read it in the morning.

I went to bathe, and halfway through the lengthy process of the Wash Hair Day, I found myself saying, "I surrender it all to You, Lord. I will praise You. I will. I feel very much like it." And I sang Shout to the Lord (not out loud, didn't want to be labelled a bathroom maniac). It just sprang into my head, and I was singing it before I knew what it was. I only sang the chorus, for some reason. And it was so fitting to the occasion:

Shout to the Lord
All the earth, let us sing
Power and majesty, praise to the King
Mountains bow down
And the seas will roar
At the sound of Your Name
I sing for joy at the work of Your hand
Forever I'll love You
Forever I'll stand
Nothing compares to the promise I have
In You

Oh ya, I remember humming the 2nd verse after that:

My Jesus, my Saviour
Lord, there is none like You
All of my days, I want to praise
The wonders of Your mighty love

My comfort, my shelter
Tower of refuge and strength
Let every breath, all that I am
Never cease to worship You!

So I felt much better. And the doughnuts helped a lot too. =D

I decided to join the Tuesday class so I could be exempted on Wednesday. That meant slaving for 2 tutorials (Contract as well), 5 consecutive classes and no lunch (technically, got late lunch, but late lunch for tse hwei means no lunch at all cuz she gets hungry 3 hours after a meal) the next day. I stayed up completing Contract tutorial questions and attempting to read a 13-page, long-winded, repetitive case.

this is half a page

I then woke up at 5.45am the next day to finish reading (ended up picking a page randomly to read) the case and complete Tort tutorial questions.

Rushed up 2 floors (used the elevator lol) to meet the Tort tutor to tell her about the replacement. She wasn't in her room, so I left a note on her notice board:

Dear Cik Suzanna, I would like to attend your Tort tutorial on Tuesday, 12 - 1pm because my senior buddy is graduating on Wednesday, during my tutorial, 12 - 1pm, and has requested for me to be present. Thank you.

Yours faithfully,
Lim Tse Hwei,
LEB 080047, 1st year student

I literally searched my note for loopholes before pinning it to the board, after which I proceeded to rush down 2 floors (public: again, elevator. me: correct.) to attend my first class of the day. Did she get my note? ran through my mind the entire day.

While waiting outside the tutorial room, my new tutorial-mates were practically sweating and trembling with fear, looking anxiously through their notes (not allowed to bring textbooks or any other book, for that matter) and cases, and consoling each other about having to face the fiercest and strictest tutor for our 1st sem. That doesn't help very much, I thought. Once she entered the room, she said, "Is Tse Hwei here?" and proceeded to say that she could not allow me to join the class. Yoh, the tone of voice. I was surprised I could still say, "May I ask why?" "Because it's your buddy graduating, not your relative. Besides, the class only starts at 1.30pm tomorrow, so you have plenty of time."

*fireworks**crackle crackle*

Balik college to have my lunch! Yeah!

"kenny rogers" that day

I happily went to the convocation today.

4 more years

24 roses

2nd-year buddy Kean Kang
3rd-year buddy Phaik San
4th-year buddy Sher How running around
snapping pics for the grads

Lunched with senior buddies at a vegetarian (public: you ate veggies!) stall.

phaik san: "if you eat this one hor, your urine will be red wan.
if not, it means one of your kidneys rosak."
i sudah check. tak merah pun. gahhhh. kidney rosak!

Went back to the faculty at 1pm. Met Amreeta in the toilet: "Tse Hwei! Why didn't you go for tutorial just now?"


That's exactly what I said, in exactly the same tone.


Turns out Cik Su carried on with the 12pm class. And I missed it.

Amreeta: "Cik Su said (while looking at the empty space beside my name), 'Tse Hwei's not here today because she's meeting her seniors.'"

Oh dear.

That sounded really angry.

Rushed up the 2 floors again (this time no elevator) to meet her and explain myself. Mustered up courage before knocking on the door. No answer. Just as I pusing my head to the right, I saw her walking in my direction, while talking on the phone. Went up to her...

"Cik Suzanna, I didn't report (where on earth do these words come from? macam tentera je...) for class because I thought the class is at 1.30pm."

"I told you all last week to wait for me until 12.15, and then the class will be at 1.30pm."

(Oh, this part I really berani)

"But you said the class would be at 1.30pm." (slight tanda seru there)


"When I went for the Tuesday class yesterday, you told me the class would be at 1.30pm today."

"Oh. I asked the class at 12 if they wanted to start at 12 or 1.30, and they said 1.30pm."


Yeah, I said that.

After that she said to wait while she continued the phone conversation, and while I pondered the implications of missing her tutorial class.

-habis conversation-

"Look, I went down at 12, and the class said they wanted to start at 12pm. So I'm really, really sorry."


Yeah. Just like that.

I was almost stunned into silence.

Good thing she walked away pretty fast after I managed a weak "ok, thanks".

Cik Su apologized! To me! Gah!

You're forgiven!

That was totally what I was thinking when I was in the elevator (again =P).

So it was a relaxed day with a good lunch and 1 1/2 hours in between before I went for my Kemahiran Maklumat test. (the test was difficult, but that's another story)

Oh, and while waiting for Cik Su, there was a 2nd-year senior who was asking her for permission to change his duty day to Thursday, and to exchange with a Friday person. I went up to him while he was looking very anxiously at the list of "delegates", after the episode with Cik Su, and - it felt so weird - said, "Er... actually I want to go on Friday."

And then after that my 2nd-year buddy found 3 other people (including the guy just now) who wanted to switch, and I just so happened to know 4 people (including myself) who wanted to switch as well.

Solved. No skipping classes and tutorials. Except that English class la.

Overall, it was a good day.

Mostly because things turned out alright each occasion with the tort tutor.

My life revolves around my tort tutor.


*Symposium = formal meeting at which several specialists deliver short addresses on a topic or on related topics

**Tutorial is a class with about 12 people with questions to prepare for and discuss together in greater depth than during lectures.

***Yes, I got my buddy on the last of the 4 days. That's why I said I'm not that emo d.

Monday, 4 August 2008

You know what?

life just got better.

i think the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach.
i hate this feeling

i wish august 15 would hurry up and get here
but there's so much in between

why must we always journey to get to the end?
why can't it be a simple jump from one to the other?

i hate feeling vulnerable.
i hate not being in control of my emotions.
i hate feeling overwhelmed.
i hate looking downcast.
i hate not knowing myself.

i wish my journal didn't run out of space.

i hate making wishes.

it means something isn't there that should be there.

it makes me feel vulnerable.

and i said before that i hate feeling vulnerable.

i hate this feeling of hate.

i wish august 15 would hurry up and get here


i wish i could jump to august 15.

Sunday, 3 August 2008


desmond and cheng sze - my transport peeps

Firstly, I discovered that I was not hallucinating when I saw my Contract tutor in PJGH yesterday during the wedding. Desmond introduced me to a deacon named Uncle Chew Phye Keat. And he was like, "Oh, you're doing Law in UM? You know Choong Shaw Mei?" "Yeah. She attends PJGH?" "She's my wife. Hehehe."


Then he brought me to meet her, and she went, "Hi!! How did you come? Did Desmond introduce you to anyone?" "Not yet." So she brought me around to the makan place (yeah!), and in the midst of eating that delicious-looking and really delicious kuih with Cheng Sze, I noticed some youths who looked like they were too old to be youths, but who were likely to label themselves youths anyway, looking over at us. They came up to us not long after, and started that process of making us feel welcome, which was obviously not a very comfortable thing for them to do. 10 points for effort!

Let me list down the names of the people I met so I won't forget in case I lose that piece of paper I'm going to write their names on in a few minutes:
  • o David - currently studying Business in the USA, but back for the holidays. 22.
  • o Shanny (nickname) - Economics, UPM. 22.
  • o Ei Leen - Pharmacy. 23.
  • o Caleb - no details yet
  • o Juen - A-levels. Met her during her RBS mission trip to MGC. =)
  • o Keith Wong - working guy. According to the bulletin, he's supposed to be in charge of coffee duty. Ah haha.
  • o Desmond - Engineer. From Ipoh.
  • o Cheng Sze - Former chemist, now doing Marketing. Cheras. 28.
  • o Pei Win - Desmond's housemate. Fetched me to PJGH the first time I went.
  • o Uncle Chew Phye Keat - deacon
  • o Ms (that's what we're told to call her in tutorial anyway) Choong Shaw Mei - part-time Contract tutor in UM!

A lady named Suet May Liew, if I'm not mistaken, shared from Psalm 23.

Shall put all that rigorous name-memorizing training during orientation to good use.

Yeah, and I'm shamelessly blogging about them like they'll never read my blog (maybe they won't). Heh.

It's a funny thing. (how many times have I said that?)

I was feeling quite lost and alone again during the service. It feels weird to watch women stand up to share and pray. And to see women with those stylish caps on their heads instead of the traditional veil. (of which I am still an avid fan) It was a Family Led Worship today, held once a month. Uncle (yes, I shall attempt to make everyone a friendly acquaintance instead of the rather formal "mr" and "mrs") Leslie Lim was the worship leader.

Truth be told, on Saturday night, I was prepared to blog something along these lines after I return from service today:


The song In Christ Alone struck me yesterday during the wedding:

In Christ alone will I glory
For only by His grace
I am redeemed
And only His tender mercy
Could reach beyond my weakness
To my need
Now I seek no greater honor
Than just to know Him more
And to count my gains but losses
And to the glory of my Lord

I asked myself why I was church-hopping. What was I looking for? Friends? A ministry? A chance to serve? A sense of homeliness? A feeling of being welcome? A church with better sermons? An assembly that suits my needs and beliefs?

I confessed that the reason why I was even considering church-hopping was because I didn't feel welcome in PJGH the first time I went. Frankly, it would be so easy to follow sis to Kajang GC every week. Or even to Klang. It would definitely be so easy to attend Shah Alam GC, where I know almost all my peers, and where surely, a ministry awaits me there. Transport or distance was never a problem. I'm a road blind person oblivious to time and space. What would I know about distance?

It was then that the Lord spoke to me. So gently. So gently and so wisely that I knew it wasn't me. And I really couldn't sing very well after that.

So PJGH's women are not silent in church. So what?
Everything seems quite orchestrated and formal sometimes. So what?
Most of the churches here will be at least 5 MGCs. So what?
So I have to walk up to people myself even though I'm a newcomer. So what?

I am here because God sent me to UM. My mission remains the same, no matter where I may be.

I am to know Him more.

I am to glorify His Name.

A quote I read in Pei Ling's blog knocked itself against my head:

No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good. A silly idea is current that good people do not know what temptation means. This is an obvious lie. Only those who try to resist temptation know how strong it is. You find out the strength of a wind by trying to walk against it, not by lying down. A man who gives in to temptation after 5 minutes simply does not know what it would have been like an hour later. That is why bad people, in one sense, know very little about badness. They have lived a sheltered life by always giving in. We never find out the strength of the evil impulse inside us until we try to fight it: and Christ, because He was the only man who never yielded to temptation, is also the only man who knows to the full what temptation means - the only complete realist.

-C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity, bk 3, ch. 11-

The temptation is so strong to just leave the PJ churches and run to a safer church. Maybe hop around, give the churches a slim chance, then hop into SAGC (just an example). Live happily ever after.

I was never very sociable anyway. Any church I go to would yield the same outcome.

To go where the Lord leads. Such an easy phrase to pen, so difficult to follow.

I have to be strong. I will not take the easy way out.

If I lay aside these churches, it will be for a good solid reason.

This is a little out of context, but...

Help me be good, Lord.



While feeling lost... Lord, I surrender all my prejudices to You today. Help me lay aside every perception and bias, every thought and worry. Today is the day I am to remember You and You alone.

Uncle Leslie read from John 4:21 - 24, and said, "It's not about where you worship, it's about how you worship."


After service, I was so prepared to bermuka-tembok. I didn't really have to. Thank God.

Is it safe to stop hopping merely based on today?

Yes. I will not be against PJGH just because I suddenly don't feel welcome anymore next week. The time will come when I cease to be a new member, when my "new member privileges" will expire. It may be next week. ^_^"

I think the Lord has spoken.

It's not about me.

Here ends the hop.

i thank those who prayed.
and also those who vigilantly persevered
in inviting me their churches.
i do appreciate it very much.
i have given it all much thought. really.
may i still be your brethren though we worship apart.
thanks again. =)

Saturday, 2 August 2008

The World. Wah.

Before the Law Lecture, I went for PKVUM* at 12.30pm at the Geology Fac (I think). I saw our advisor for the first time. He was nothing like what I expected. Hmm hmm. Name = Dr Living Lee. Weird name. Caught my eye the first time I saw it on the pieces of paper they gave us during Malam Suai Kenal. He sat way in front that day, so all I saw was his back. Typical guy with white hair and stuff (i thought he was short =P). When he stood up to speak, everything changed.

Suddenly he was this really charismatic (to all brethren, i mean that in a not-so-Christian way, if you know what i mean) guy with distinct facial features - a well-lined face with confident eyes and a bold mouth. Yeah, I'm not very good with descriptions. People must be wondering what on earth confident eyes and bold mouths are supposed to look like. *sweat* Yah, anyway, nothing wrong with his teeth. Eh hehe. I look at people's teeth first. (beware all ye who brusheth not thine teeth)

Topic was the Great Commission. I expected him to give some really long and elaborate (and often heard) speech about Matthew 28:19-20. Instead, he made things very practical. He asked us to take a look at the passage:

Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them
in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,
and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you.
And surely I am with you always,
to the very end of the age.

What 2 words jump out at you?

"Who picked 'go'?"

2/3 of the people there raised their hands. As usual, I was oblivious to instruction and didn't know what these people were raising their hands for. But I suppose I would've raised mine too if I'd heard what he asked.

Anyway, he made a comment on that go word.

"We're always inviting our friends to come to church, come to this event, come to PKV, come for cell group, and when they don't, we get all disappointed and we think we're failures. In a sense, you are. Because Jesus said to go. Most of us these days are just trying to get people to come."

Ooook. Aku tercucuk. Although I got go a bit also.

Next, he present this diagram (don't have original copy, so please make do with the pirated version):

"None of my friends came to know Christ when I was in school, or in university. I used to feel like a failure. Is there something wrong with the way I live my life? Is it my testimony? But when I was first presented with this diagram, the person who showed it to me said that evangelism is moving people to the right. Some of your friends may be openly hostile or indifferent when you first tell them about the Gospel. It's okay. You know, whenever we gather for university reunions, I find that most of my friends are now Christians, and even leaders in the church. Just because you haven't done the harvesting, doesn't mean you're a failure."

At the end of the sharing, a guy from Nigeria raised his hand and shared about his vision to bring the Gospel all over the world. He said a lot, but what struck me most was this:

People say that the world is big, but it is not. You may not go to Africa, or Jakarta, or even Thailand, but remember this: Your neighbour is your world. You pass the flame to your neighbour, your neighbour passes it to his neighbour, and very soon, we reach the entire world! The world is too small for Christians!

It's a funny thing.

I went with Dad and sis to a random wedding today, just so we could have lunch together.

wedding lunch. yum.

We passed PJGH**, and Dad said, "Wow, they renovated until so nice d? Last time it was just a small house." Then we parked.

Me: Where's the wedding?
Sis: In the church lor.
Me: Which one?
Sis: This one kua.


Me: The wedding is in PJGH????????
Dad: Yalah.


Walk, walk, walk.

Sis: Hey, that's Stephen Lew!
Me: Yeah! STEPHEN!!!!!!!!!!!!
Stephen: Heyyy! You guys attending the wedding?
Me: Ya. You too?
Stephen: Yeah. I'm an acting valet. Waiting for the parking lot to get full and see if I can offer to drive and park a <some glamourous car name that i dunno> for some rich dudes.

stephen lew. still as selamba as ever.
dad to a lady: "this boy here used to attend mgc."

stephen: "i feel so young."

i noticed he looks different when he stares at food.


I went in, proudly confident (lol) that no one (except Stephen) recognized me.

Sis: Now they would.
Me: Why?
Sis: Cuz you're the only one wearing jeans.

(and slippers)

Watched the uber long wedding ceremony. Looked to my left and guess what?

Sis: That's Shu Lynn's sister!


Went up to the upper seats on the balcony for a better view.

Me: That's Colin Kirton on the piano!

(his piano playing was so good, i tell you)

Me: I don't want to play piano anymore. =(
Sis: ...

Apa ni, the world was getting smaller every minute.

It was a very long ceremony.

presentation by the youth. very nice song.

little skit on how the marriage came to be.
the actor sang out of tune. but not bad, not bad.

10 marks for effort, as shaun would say. lol.

The time finally came. The time when the guy marrying the two said, "You may now kiss the bride." WAH. He even did a dip with the bride. Lol. I didn't recognize the groom at first. Nor did I stop to ponder the name of the groom.

I took a good look at the wedding pictures, which I must admit were very nice. Suddenly it struck me.

Me: Jie! That's Desmond Teoh! The RBS supervisor!
Sis: Really? Really? Eh ya!
Me & Sis: Pa, that's the RBS supervisor!
Dad: Oh, izzit ar?


Nigerian brother was right.

The world is indeed small.

*persaudaraan kristian varsiti universiti malaya
**petaling jaya gospel hall, the church i'm currently attending. sort of.

Friday, 1 August 2008

Gaya Seribu Tahun

Me and roomies: Chelsea, Manchester, Liverpool.
No, seriously. Her name's really Chelsea.

Event : 22nd Sultan Azlan Shah's Law Lecture
Venue : Grand Ballroom, Mandarin Oriental, Kuala Lumpur
Dress Code : Lounge Suit (yes, teckwei, i got it right this time)
Guest of honour : Former British Prime Minister Tony Blair
Date : 1 August 2008, Friday
Time : 3.30pm
Further Details : Compulsory for all 1st and final years

Chelsea initiated the dressing up yesterday, and as usual, I proposed to have us camwhore with the webcam. So here we are. Law students yang penuh class. =P

righhhtttt. loya buruk terbongkar.

*story of how i came to be known as manchester:

chelsea: hi, call me chelsea.
me: oh, really? call me manchester.

~2 days later~

me: eh, zhen qi needs a name also.
chelsea: oh ya hor. what ar? real madrid?
me: barcelona? milan?
chelsea: manchester city?
me: i think liverpool's the best la.
chelsea: yeah.
me: eh, zhen qi, you're liverpool noe.
liverpool: ok.