To Dr. Tan's Mysterious House

Yes. This is it. Alas, we are going to Dr. Tan's house. Big hooohhaaaaahhhh for his students. That includes me.

It has been 6 months since my Iranian friends, Pui Wah &I decided to make a trip to our lecturer's house. And many times, Dr. Tan agreed on the time and place that we've fixed. But many times too did Dr. Tan (embarass-ly) told us that he couldn't make it at the last minute. We had a superb plan for our (big-headed) supervisor: First, Dr. Tan wanted to have a short 1500m run with Sam. Then, he wanted to challenge me on a 100m swim in UPM pool. Then, he wanted to prove his bowling skills by inviting us to South City Plaza for a bowling game. Then, he asked us to be his adversary for a chess game. These plans were made 6 months ago. And today, it's all happening.

However, there will not be any running, swimming, bowling or chess-game. Dr. Tan invited us to his house for dinner! Errrr....a bit anti-climax, but we want to check his house out. Seems that something is lurking behind his closet or room somewhere - because everytime we all want to go to his huge house in BU, he will say "no-way" or "not yet" or "busy". So, this is the time we will play investigator to find out what soooo grand/mysterious about his house that made him defer our coming for 6 months.

Tonight. 8.00pm. Dinner is served in Dr. Tan's house. He and his wife is (for the first time) cooking (true or not?) for guests. I doubt it would be wonderous. Cause, he told me he didn't put oil on the pan to fry eggs when he was back at England. Eggs stuck to the pan. Horrible sight.

Dr. Tan wants to watch Brokeback Mountain with us. How thoughtful.

His house is next to CentrePoint, Bandar Utama. Cheez....a kidnapped cum rape case just happen there.

Sleeping late.

There's never a reason for me to sleep late, but recently I am baffled by the continual line of events that made my eyes popped-up like a panda. (At least, pandas are cute). First, I was soo indulged with the video-making software that I my brains would not rest if I hadn't figure out how to edit a video. I thought Macromedia Flash was an easy task, but I literally just decide to abandon and delete the whole programme. Couldn't figure out how to use it. Never an IT expert. My brains was already reaching its max capacity trying to work through the software. Worst than Ph.D.

Then, came my birthday. Once you eat tooo full (great dinner!), and once you had friends bunking at your place - definitely FAREWELL to goodnite's sleeps. Two nights of literally no sleeps at all can drain the life out of you. I was terribly sleepy. Thanks Kingy and JN for coming to my lab and help me autoclaving and making cotton plugs. (Ooh, I forgot you guys don't have Friendster!).

Of course, the final chain of event would be the World Cup. As an avid football/soccer fan, I just can't miss any good matches. My eyes would be fixed to the TV and my ass glued to the chair. Still, 3am matches is too much for me.

Oh ya, Aikido grading is coming. Once you attend the late night classes: your body sweats, your heart keeps pounding and your brains keep figuring out the techniques - YOU WILL NEVER SLEEP.

As am I am typing, Czech Republic scored 2 goals. Only 37 min. The USA is never good in soccer, but the Aussies shocked me! Must be my fav formaer Leeds' player - Kewell!