Prince of Wales Terrace 9

The day we officially left the house... Picture showing CheeHan was going to drop the house key back to our dear landlord, Mr. Michael George, or was he George Michael? ;-)

Bye bye prince of wales 9, and all the best for the future tenants... I heard Yihlin, xiao yao and Eunice are taking over?

An old friend forwarded this to me.. very meaningful.. that's what i would like to share...

especially dedicated to the late 70's n early 80's babies...

Spend 5 min and read through the article. i am sure you will give yourselfa smile after reading this :)

For your reading pleasure...some might be true.Hope you will all enjoy reading it. This might bring you back the oldmemory especially during those school days.....

Signs that you are a 80s' baby:

You grew up watching G-Force, He-man, Transformers, Thundercats, SilverHawk, Woody Woodpecker, Chipmunks and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget NinjaTurtles, Mask, Smurfs and Voltron too.

Girls watched Japanese cartoon like My Little Pony, "Xiao Tian Tian", "HuaXian Zi" etc.

You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in primary school after recesstime.You squatted by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brushedyour teeth with a colo urful mug.Remember the days when the school nurse, comes with a list for the !dentist appointment, the sound of the drilling when your friend has a fillin his tooth.

You remember the packets of milk we get in primary school to encourage usto drink more milk. (It is only cost 30 cent per pack)

In secondary school, girls go to the library to borrow their favouriteromance storybook. In secondary school, girls altered their school skirt to shorten it andguys will go to the school appointed school uniform tailor shopto tailor make their school trousers to the then fashionable "baggy pants"!

During primary school days, the teacher will punish you using a ruler tohit your palm.A bowl of noodles soup cost only 30cent in primary school days.

When you were in primary school, girls like to go to the bookshop to buycute stuff such as animal erasers, various shape sharpeners, colourfulnotebook etc.

Hankyu Jaya, Yaohan departmental stores used to be a favourite hangout forfamilies dur! ing weekends.

In secondary school days, you buy the Bata BM Turbo or Pallas Jazz schoolshoes.Some guys like to wear those china made ankle high shoes.Some even like to wear those very thick socks with their school shoes.

Internet? E-mail? What the hell is that?So you thought a decade or more ago, your friends don't have pagers orhandphones in school.CDs? What's that? Cassette tapes were the norm.

Movie tickets used to costless than $5 last time.

The goodies from Mama shop used to be Chickerdis, Mamee , Kum Kum, UFO,O-Ya, Ding Dang chocolate balls with toys in the box, colourful hard "egg","cigerette" bubble gum, KIKI Bubble Gum, pink bottle of bubbles c/w a smalltubes with yellow sticks to blow "more lasting" bubbles that you can popmore air in or slam it on.

You never forget 'Ti Kam'.When exams are over, the board games (e.g Monopoly, Donkey, TransportationComparison Card) & held ! video games will be all over the class room.

Your favourite sound is the bell!For it's the homemade ice cream man. The cream that tops Haagan Dazs!And the other peddler you love is the old lady who sells juicy Muah Cheeand thick olden syrup rolled in a balloon the tip of a chopstick stick.

Another bell is the recess bell, a time to get away from school work and toeat.

Another time when there is no bell but all guys will anxiously wait forit...The PJ (Pendidikan Jasmani), PE time (time for football)Your favourite childhood games were playing "gu li"(marbles), five stones,five bottle cover, zero-point, catching, "Pepsi-Cola one twothree" and/or "Police & Sentry"!

The best thirst quencher of all times is the yummy colourful ice tubes youcan buy from provision shops for only 10 cent. To eat them, break the taband suck while holding the freezing tube!

All gals have a girl doll/strawberry shortcake/my little pony/pound puppy,while all boys have a soldiers figurine (combat) or a rubberband catapult that shoots folded paper!

Once was the era whereby ice-cream sticks were valueable items, then camethe paper aircrafts, chalk fights.Some boys made their own guns from wood, and used 'Bacali' as the bullets.Some even used matches to shoot and burn kids'lanterns during MoonCakeFestival.

And your favourite holiday was Lunar New Year! New clothes, Ang Pows,shopping, junk food and family outings!

Let's see, the majority of students in universities today were born in 1987/ 88.... They are called "youth".

For them, they have never heard of the song "We are the World, we are theChildren..." And the "Uptown Girl" they know is by 'West Life' but not'Billy Joel'.

For them, there have always been only one Germany and only one Vietnam.AIDS exists since they were born.CD exists since they were born.
Michael Jackson is already whitened.John Travolta is always round in shape and they can't imagine how this fatguy could be a god of dance.

They believe that Spiderman and Incredible Hulk are just new films.
They can never imagine a black and white screen for a computer.They never know what is Atari or 'Game & Watch'.
They can't believe a black and white television ever existed and they don'teven know how to switch on a TV without a remote control.
And they never understand how we can go out without a mobile phone when wewere in university...



Let's check if we're getting old...

1. You understand what was written above and you smile.

2. Most of your secondary school friends are getting married.

3. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably withcomputer.

4. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.

5. You spend less and less time talking on phone with your friends daily.

6. When you meet your old friends from time to time, talking about the goodold days, repeating again and again all funny stories you experiencedtogether.

7. Lastly, having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to someother old friends. You think they will like it too.....Hahaha!.... Yes! We are getting old too...........Brings back old memories huh?Cheers to the 80s babies!!!


p/s: thanks sengyong (one of my 'old'est friend) for the email. =)

Andy

I spent a whole night yesterday selecting and editting the photos. Also i did some extra work to write the captions, as i promised to Dave and friends. So, give me some comment and credit if you like them. This will be only available so far in English. I'm not sure whether i will put up some chinese description there later on... it's time consuming.

Here is the link to my photo album:
http://cheehan85.multiply.com/photos/album/11

Check it out and tell me what do you think!!! thank you!

My dear Walnut, how are you doing there? I'm sure everyone miss you as much as I do...

Andy

On a sunny evening, my China friend who has just eaten Kong Fu Chao (广府炒) for 2 times decided to take on the quest to cook this Malaysian speciality. With a marverllous talent, and some experiences, not forget to mention with natural wonderful taste buds, she managed to complete the gruelling quest and obtained the title "Kong Fu Chao Master" (from me of course ;P).
The results - see with your own eyes, smell with your virtual nose and imagine the tastiness:~~

~DaveCKW~

(you can find this in my blog also..hehe)

It’s been a long time since I last update about my recent life. Okay, let’s start with after I’m coming back from the Europe trip. I moved back to last year’s student hall (Southwell) to stay for these 2 months while I am working. I am occupying the double-share room alone for 1 week for paying less than a single room. But, just this week, my roommate came. He is an Oxford student coming down to London to do his internship as well. He is British, and will be working for 2 full months too. Well, I guess I have to learn to adapt to living with others again. (last year’s experience with Jin Rong was wonderful). He is an early-sleeper, and you know I am the opposite. Sometimes he wants to sleep just after 11pm… very tough for me as I just gained momentum in doing work. He becomes ‘understanding’ later, by allowing me to switch on my desk light only while he’s sleeping. OK. Not so much of troubles. In fact, I have to change my sleeping habit too due to working. Everyday I have to wake up early at around 7.30am (record breaking early for non-studies time), work from 9 to 5 (sometimes could last until 7pm). When I am back to my room, I’m flatted. Tired. I formed a kitchen partnership with my roommate, where we cook for each other alternately. Save much of the troubles of eating the same food for 2 days or more, and save time. : )

I just started to work in the hospital for a week. So far, I have not done any lab work practically, but I was shown and demonstrated by my supervisor and several research teammates about the particular lab skills and technique I’m going to do in the coming weeks. Basically, I just jotted down all the details that they performed and explained. I was given a lab coat, a lab book and was given access to the building by providing me a swipe card (hehe, can get special rate of discount in the restaurant). Everything that I need can find there. I am allocated a computer and a seat too in the office. So far, I mix quite well with the people in office and in the lab. They are really friendly, kind and helpful. In the research team, we have people from Italy, Hungary, France, Brazil, and of course few British.

It’s really bloody to work in the lab in this department. Why? Hello, this department is called ‘Haematology’. We have to deal with lots of blood sample most of the time. My French supervisor told me honestly that I will be only given tasks like those steps of early stage of handling the sample (and usually not unique sample – it costs too much if I ever screw it up). What am I going to do most of the time is, separating the cells of crude raw blood sample into white blood cells layer and the rest (coz this department only is interested with white blood cells only)… I have to do some centrifugation, and with the help of some reagent, I could easily pipette out the cell layer that I am interested, into a new eppendorf tube (in various form), and later store it in -80 °C freezer (perhaps the next day someone will put them in liquid nitrogen, if they want). Next thing, i am also in charged to do PCR amplification and running electrophoresis gel … and all these things I found it boring and tedious. Actually after one week of exploring of lab life, it is not that interesting at all… many daily routine have to be done, and they are time-consuming. It is even worst if they are not satisfied with the outcome or the quality of the experiment, they need to redo… sien… Tell you this, each of the tasks takes more than 2 hours. It is no fun to redo things…

Ok, I do learn the seriousness of being a scientist at this level. Most of the time I’m having fun in my uni lab session, but this is not the case anymore in the research lab. Precision and caution are their main concern when performing experiment. No contamination is allowed, even no careless mistake of mis-pippette one well or mess up with others… nono…not especially at the last stage of experiment when someone relies on it to get the final result. (that’s why my supervisor doesn’t want me to handle those) I watched my supervisor doing Taqman PCR analysis. It is so easy …and sleepy. He took half an hour to set up all sample and reagent mix and standard dilution as well. And then pipette them one by one to 96 wells in that PCR plate. He discarded the pipette tip each time he pipetted, even when the same sample-mix solution is needed to put in two different holes. Ya, I observed also how careful are they sterile the fume hood and the equipment. When their pipette accidentally touched the neck of the reagent bottle, they will discard it as well straight away. Oh yes, of course the team can use few boxes of pipettes and tips each day. I must say that each scientific result that they obtained, is expensive. Cost of running the lab can never be underestimated. This is what they called investment in science and knowledge. If a government is reluctant to invest significant amount of money in research, this does not encourage the advancement in science, and the country will be lagging behind, far far away. It is not only about money, also about the culture and the determination for certain achievement.

I often heard about the research culture in M’sia local universities is seriously lacking. This is one of the essential parts of how to judge the quality of one university. We can’t hope too much on local university to become world class, if they don’t change their policy. How can they wasted so much money unproductively on targeting those anti-establishment students activities, instead of investing in ‘correct’ place for improving the academic standard? They must be kidding me. Again, returning the autonomy of the administration of university and the students, and stop political interference with the academic decision making, are something need to be done to push the agenda forward to become one of the academic excellent countries. I am afraid that next time I don’t have that much of money to send my children to study abroad too. It isn’t fair to us, the taxpayers too.

p/s: hey, Andy, last time i heard you say that you want to compile a prince of wales 9 food menu? why don't you start introducing your best cooked food first? ;) you are more free to do this at the moment.

Birmingham

University of Birmingham

Dave and Boon's room.

Life has come down to a routine now in the second largest city in UK.
Everyday, alarm clock rings at 7 and it will be snoozed for another 9 minutes straight away. 9 minutes later, it rings again and unfortunately it will be snoozed once more. This repeats itself until 8.03 am. I wake up reluctantly, tidy up my bed and go into the washroom. Exactly at 8.30am, I walk down the street to take a bus to city centre. It is another 5 minutes walk after that.

"Good morning," I say to the security guard. "Good morning," again to my colleagues.
I sit down, turn on the AMD Duron 900 Mhz with Windows 2000, and start my day by looking at the works I did the previous day. After a while, either I ask "anyone wants a drink?" Or me been asked. Normally, I ask for a cup of coffee. The office is normally very quiet except some background air conditioning noise. Everyone is focusing on their own task from the outlook. This tranquillity is broken when a geologist comes in. He likes to tell story and he can walk around to tell people his story. This sounds that he only talks boring stuffs but it is not; his story is mind-blowing. Every story has its own twist and excitement in it. It is good entertainment.

Time passes without anyone notices its existent. It is now 12.30 in the afternoon. It is time for a break and fix our stomach. 3 placement students walk down to a shop and grap some sandwiches in no time. We are then chit-chatting while eating in the office kitchen, normally for half an hour before I walk around the office and try to talk with my other colleagues or to find out what they are doing. It is good to know what people are doing and how they do things.

Every now and then, I walk to the water cooler for some water. It is considered some sort of exercise in the office. Sitting all day long is bad for health.

Time passes but the sun still does not want to rest. He is too energetic to rest. He wants to see the land sleeps before it does. Welcome to summer. After the work, a group of friends normally gather around for dinner or go for a movie. The members in the group changes with time; Singaporeans, Malaysians, Chinese (from China of course) and BBC. There is no boring life here in Birmingham.

The cyber space is my second hometown. I normally have a walk on this land before the day is concluded. That's a day in Birmingham.~~

KW