Back Home

My flight to Malaysia was on the 27th of July. Before reaching Malaysia, I had to stop over at Hong Kong. The flight to Hong Kong was a dreadful 13 hours. 13 hours sitting still in the plane would definitely kill me but fortunately,I slept most of the time during the flight seeing that I stood up all night on the previous day. The moment I woke up, the estimated time of arrival to Hong Kong was 3 more hours. Geez, I didn't know I could sleep that long in a plane (10 hours of sleep). Usually I find it very difficult to sleep in a plane unless I've got a cute girl's shoulder next to me to rest my head. So, I guess I must be pretty dead tired back then. My connecting flight to Hong Kong was 3 hours. Feeling very eager to go back and impatient, I thought about occupying myself with something to kill my impatience. Fortunately, I had my Idiot's World Conflict book with me. As the time P.A. on the airport announcwed it was time to leave for Malaysia, I immediately got my stuff ready and headed for my flight gate. The moment I stepped into the plane, I knew I was hours away from home. The flight from Hong Kong to Malaysia was also 3 hours. Despite that it was better than the Canada-Hong Kong flight (in terms of time travel), I still thought that 3 hours was too much to handle. Fortunately the intresting inflight movies kept me occupied. I watched Letters From Iwwo Jima throughout my flight. By the time the movie ended, the pilot announced that we will be reaching KL in another 10 minutes time. Hahaha, talk about good timing. The moment I reached KLIA, I felt a big difference in terms of the weather. The weakther back here was hot and humid. For a second, I experienced a slight difficulty in breathing. After going through the customs and picking my bags up, my mum greeted me at the arrival gate. I wasn't sure whether she was happy to see me but I couldn't be bothered less. All I wanted that time was too see my friends. Basically, that was my main reason for coming back. My mum was slightly shock to see how much I changed and throught out my journey back home from the airport, my parents were constantly asking me stuff about Canada. I only replied to their question barely a sentence not really concerntrating as all I could ever thought of that time was my friends. I thought about how would they react to see how much I chnaged, whether some of them would spend time with me or not and the list goes on. After an hour drive from the aiport, I was finally home. As I stepped into my home, I realised that the air was stuffy which then started to irritate me. Everything around me at home was smaller than before. Even my bed in my bedroom was smaller than usual. Either I grew fat or it was something else. After taking a nice cold ice shower, I unpacked my stuff. A framed picture of me and my Strike Team on my study table got my attention. As I was looking at the picture of us in Malacca hanging out and having a great time together, I almost broke out in tears as I missed those good old days. I then wondered about them...whether were they back in Malaysia or were they all busy with their work. After putting away the picture, I turned my laptop on and listened to some songs. Later on, I remembered about my Muay Thai training. Yes! Something fun (but extremely tiring) to do for the entire day. I told my parents that I would be attending today's Muay Thai class but like usual they objected seeing that they thought I should rest. Despite their objection, I still insisted on going for classes. At that day's class, I was greeted and welcomed by a Malay classmate who missed me a lot. We talked a lot as there was a lot to catch up with. Later on class started and it was time for some good old Muay Thai training. The instructor for the day was a Chinese guy who's a fresh instructor. Lessons weren't that intresting with him around but fortunately for me, my favourite kru, Jak Othman joined in later on. He was happy to see me and I guess he missed me a lot as I saw the joy on his face the moment he saw me. It really felt good to know that there are a lot of people who are happy to see me again.

G.I. Jane and the Study of Sociology

The blockbuster movie G.I. Jane spawns several concepts and perspectives that can be related to the study of Sociology

The blockbuster movie G.I. Jane revolves around Lieutenant O’ Neil ( Demi Moore), a military geographical analyst who was selected to undergo C.R.T. (Combined Reconnaissance Team) training with member of the Navy SEALs, Delta Force and Marine Force Recon. Her selection was conducted with the purpose of aiding the political ambitions of a senator who was trying to advocate women’s role as a combat soldier in the military. The malicious training of C.R.T. spearheaded by inhuman and ruthless Navy SEAL instructors becomes a test of courage and determination for Lieutenant O’Neil once it became clear that no one—powerful politicians, top military brass or her male Navy SEAL teammates—wants her to succeed. The content of this movie spawns several concepts and perspectives that can be related to the study of Sociology.

The elite Navy SEALs are known for their aggressive, violent and secretive combat nature. These specially trained commandos who are often dispatched to conduct covert operations in foreign countries that involve dispelling terrorism or assisting military adventures in unconventional warfare have a taint reputation seeing that most of their actions are classified by the Pentagon. Knowing that every detail regarding their involvement in every military conflict is highly classified, Navy SEALs are often regarded as “dirty” soldiers instead of honorable and majestic heroes within the military community. By practicing cultural relativism to understand the culture of this elite unit, the Navy SEAL must be viewed within the context of its background. Navy SEALs are the Special Forces of the United States army therefore they have very different roles from conventional infantries. Unlike conventional soldiers, Special Forces are dispatched deep behind enemy lines for the purposes of reconnaissance, sabotage and counter terrorism (Mc Manners, 2006). Their actions are highly secretive in order to avoid enemy detection and in the event that they are captured by enemy forces, their existence is usually denied by the government. Due to their secretive nature, Navy SEALs are specially trained for combat in squads of small numbers for stealth purposes. Although they operate in small groups, their combat capabilities which are equivalent to several companies of infantries make them an elite fighting unit. Their combat capabilities are fueled with physical tormenting training and tactical combat exercises together with sophisticated equipments provide the SEALs with an arsenal of violent yet effective tactics on the battleground. By understanding the background of the Navy SEAL, the role that they play in the military community justifies their culture as an elite unit.

The concept of a subculture within a subculture can be illustrated by the United States Navy SEAL. The division of the Navy in the United States army consists of a variety of departments like the submarine force, the navy diving unit, the battleship force and the naval special operation groups. Seeing that each department has a different role and function in the Navy, every one of these departments can be regarded as a subculture within a subculture (that is the military as a whole in society). The SEALs fall under the naval special operation groups and since it has a different role from other navy departments, the SEALs can also be considered a subculture within a subculture. Values and principal of the SEALs that strongly prioritize comradeship and mission success can be illustrated by their mottos of “leave no man behind” and “failure is not an option”. This sets the SEALs apart from other navy department. Furthermore, the physically and mentally torturing training they undergo during the BUD’s (Basic Underwater Demolition) “Hell Week” makes the SEALs different from any other division in the Navy that has a lenient training program. A SEAL operator’s job description which involves a life of anonymity, thankless hard work in miserable conditions, morale-sapping danger and relentless, exhausting training (Mc Manners, 2006) distinct the Navy SEALs from other department of the Navy or any other military units. Consequently, it would not be exaggerating to qualify the SEALs as a subculture within a subculture.

A particular scene from the movie where Lieutenant O’Neil begins her C.R.T. training in a boot camp can be a perfect example to illustrate the concept of total institutions as an extreme spectrum of resocialization. Lieutenant O’Neil who is only a military geographical analyst prepares herself to undergo a harsh process where she will learn new norms, values, attitudes and behaviors that is needed to be a member of America’s elite naval commando unit. Like the rest of the C.R.T. trainees, Lieutenant O’Neil is cut off from the rest of the society as her training camp is located in a highly restricted military base. The trainees are strictly monitored and controlled by the merciless Master Chief Urgayle (Virgo Mortenssen) and his instructors. As the new batch of C.R.T. trainees stood by waiting nervously to commence their training, they were all greeted by a degradation ceremony where instructors constantly yelled and humiliated every one of them. The verbally abusive instructors were constantly reminding the trainees in an insulting and degrading manner that in order to be part of an elite fighting force, they will have to drop their current pathetic characteristics and adopt a tough one. Such actions from the instructors and Master Chief Urgayle clearly exemplified the purpose of the degradation ceremony—to recreate the self by stripping away the individual’s current identity and stamping a new one in its place ( Henslin, 2007). The entire lives of the trainees—eating, training, showering and sleeping are all closely supervised by the Master Chief and his instructors which further reinforced the concept of a total institution. Apart from monitoring the lives of the trainees, the Master Chief and his instructors were also in charge of distributing the rewards and punishments. Failing to complete an exercise within a given time or performing an exercise in an inappropriate manner, the trainees are often punished by being required to re do the exercise. Trainees who complete certain training or pass a graded exercise will be rewarded by the instructors with additional rest time. The aspects of C.R.T. training that Lieutenant O’ Neil underwent clearly illustrate the concept of total institutions as a method of resocialization.

The award ceremony of Navy Wings to the trainees after successfully completing an escort mission in the Middle East at the end of the movie is an example of the status symbols concept. The presented Navy Wings indicated that the trainees of C.R.T. have graduated from the training program and they are officially members of the elite Navy SEAL. These medals pinned to their uniform clearly inform others that they are active members of a Special Operations community specifically the United States Navy SEAL which distinguish them from other soldiers. Besides that, the Navy Wing is a display that indicates the soldier’s unique combat capabilities to perform tremendously in military campaigns that involve unconventional warfare or special operations. Since the Navy Wing is more than just a tiny metallic plate because it identifies a status, the idea of status symbols can be related in the movie.

The participation of Lieutenant O’Neil in the Navy SEAL sparks status inconsistency. Navy SEAL is the only Special Operation Force that limits their enrolment to males only due to physical issues. Seeing that Lieutenant O’Neil is a female, her participation in the C.R.T training program contradicted the SEAL entry requirement. As a result of such status inconsistency, her male teammates are upset about her unexpected presence in their training camp as this was illustrated by Sergeant Cortez’s (David Vadim) constant dislike for her. Having a woman around also confused the male trainees as they were unsure about whether they should treat the Lieutenant as a woman or a man. Because of the Lieutenant’s participation in the C.R.T. program, a contradiction in terms of the entry requirements occurred which angered and confused most of her male trainees thus making the concept of social inconsistency an obvious element in the movie.

To sum it up, the content of G.I. Jane spawns several concepts and perspectives that can be related to the study of Sociology. The movie exposed a controversial possibility of women serving in a highly dangerous and secretive unit such as the SEALs which ignited debates regarding gender equality. Apart from that, G.I. Jane also provided the audience with an in depth exploration regarding the training process of America’s specially trained naval commandos that have been defending America’s liberty since the Kennedy administration.

The Navy SEAL's entry requirement is only limited to males only. Shown above is the participation of Lieutenant O' Neil in the SEAL's C.R.T. training program that triggered status inconsistency as the entry requirement has been contradicted which also angered and confused the male trainees.


The award ceremony of Navy Wings in the movie strongly illustrates the concept of status symbols. Navy Wings are more than just a tiny metallic medal as it informs others that they are official members of the Navy SEAL.

Boot camp is an example of a total institution as a method of resocialization. The trainees are welcomed with a degradation ceremony where they are constantly yelled and degraded by verbally abusive drill instructors. The trainees are disconnected from society during their training periods and their daily life at the camp are strictly monitored by drill instructors. Rewards and punishment usually related to the trainees training performance are administered by the drill instructors.

My Very First Episode of Kansas City SWAT

Finally! I managed to catch a full episode of Kansas City SWAT. I've been desperately trying to watch one of the SWAT series ever since I noticed their existence through the internet. Initially, I searched every video blog on the net to watch a full episode of SWAT but most of the time, my search results often return with nothing I wanted. Just recently, I logged onto the official website of Dallas SWAT and to my joy, I discovered a link for the show schedules on AE channel. Fortunately for me, there was a Kansas City SWAT episode for today and the best thing about it was I managed to watch it. The first episode was sufficient enough to get me addicted for more SWAT series. Believe me, it's that good.

So in today's Kansas City SWAT, the team were called in to lure a mentally unstable man out from his hotel room after he apparently stabs one of the hotel employee. The situation was so intense and I was practically on the edge of my seat watching it with excitement. Prior to the arrival of the SWAT team, the police negotiator was trying to communicate with the suspect from the police command vehicle. After receiving no response from the suspect, the negotiator's concern started to escalate. Upon arrival, the SWAT team secured the perimeter of the hotel parking lot. SWAT snipers were placed on the stairs of the opposite building and they were desperately trying to eyeball the situation in the unstable man's hotel room. Unfortunately, the snipers failed to obtain a visual of the room seeing that the room's curtains obstructed their view. Once again, the negotiator tried to establish a platform of communication with the suspect but like previously, there was no response. Knowing that if the police do not act any further, the situation would get worse. Therefore, the SWAT team was mobilized for an assault formation. Since SWAT is a life saving unit, the team decided to resort to a non lethal method. I couldn't really remember what was the name of the weapon but it looked like a grenade launcher that launches wooden or chalk rounds instead of grenades. The element team began to approach the windows of the suspect's room while being covered by the snipers. One of the SWAT officer used a long pole to smash the window from the side and at the same time another officer rips the curtains out to obtain a clearer visual in the room. Another couple of officers provided cover outside the windows while demanding the suspect to drop to the ground. The remaining SWAT officers breached the door and went in to sub do the suspect only to realized that the suspect turned the knife on himself. Fortunately the suspect was still alive and he was immediately rushed to the hospital. The surprising thing was, he was immediately released after medical treatment and he wasn't charged with assault. Hmmm....

Later on in today's episode, the team was assigned to assist the narcotics division to apprehend a drug dealer. The plan for serving this arrest was truly interesting. One of the undercover narcotic officer was supposed to meet up with a couple of drug dealer to cut a deal. The meet up point was at a parking lot. During the meet up, SWAT was already standing by in a normal black civilian vans located a couple of blocks from the meet up point. There were 2 vans containing SWAT officers and they were eager to conduct their buy-bust on the drug dealers. As the undercover narcotic officer left the scene after completing the deal, the vans immediately rushed to the parking lot before unloading two elements of gung- ho SWAT team to apprehend the suspects. In the process of their assault, the team was caught off guard by an unexpected vehicle. The team released a couple of shots on the tires to disable the vehicle before dragging the suspects out from the vehicle. Fortunately, there was no gun retaliation from the suspects and the entire operation was a success.

Today's episode in Kansas City SWAT was really great. There's a repeat later on at 1 in the morning and I might watch it again just to experience the intense police action again. I'm really looking forward to another brand new episode of Kansas City SWAT. At the same time, I'm also excited to catch an episode of Dallas and Detroit SWAT in the future. Finally, all those awesome SWAT actions are finally delivered to my TV.

Lazy Pirate's Day

Ever since I finished watching the entire trilogy of the Pirates Of The Carribean series, the movies itself have been stuck in my head recently. From humming the theme of the movie every time to watching the trailers repeatedly on YouTube, I guess I have to say that I'm addicted to the trilogy. I'm never a big fan of any pirate stuff, however the Pirates Of The Carribean series managed to become one of my favorite trilogy. I guess it must be the plot and the cinematography which was well made that attracted me. When I was surfing for the wallpapers of the movie this afternoon, I had a sudden flashback where I remembered watching Epic Movie in the early months of this year. Although it was somehow unusual for me to remember crappy movies like that, I recalled that there was a spoof regarding the first two Pirates movie. In this spoof of the Pirates Of The Carribean featured in Epic Movie, Jack Swallow managed to help the kids from Narnia to escape to his pirate ship. As he gave the kids a tour around the ship, one of them asked what was it like to be a pirate. In response to the kid's curious question, Jack Swallow then started rapping all of a sudden in order to "break it down" to him. The scene then turned into a rap video which was very hilarious, sexy and dirty. Despite Epic Movie was crappy, nevertheless this spoof assisted the movie from preventing the audience to leave the cinema early. Here's the music video taken from YouTube. Enjoy!

Breakfast with Shenji

The future house husband who can not only clean the house but also prepare a delicious meal ( I think...). Ideal for ladies who needs a love of their life but at the same time wants to pursuit her dream career instead of staying at home to take care of the house chores....So ladies, does anyone of you all want me?

I woke around 10 in the morning today all of a sudden as something in my sleep reminded me to prepare breakfast. After having this weird thought of my sudden obligation to make breakfast, I then clearly remembered that I promised my roommate to prepare a continental breakfast for the both of us today.

After getting myself up from the bed, I went to my roommate's room to wake him up as I needed him to supervise me in the kitchen later on just in case I accidentally set the kitchen on fire. Before heading for the kitchen which was outside of our room, we prepared all the ingredients for the breakfast. My roommate who was in the middle of something told me to head for the kitchen first and start of without him. He added that he will join me later on. When I reached the kitchen, the first thing I did was heat up the stove and pour the cooking oil on the frying pan. The moment I poured the oil, I accidentally made my first mistake---I over poured the cooking oil.

Shocked and slightly terrified, I cursed at my stupidity and carelessness. I quickly disposed some of the oil by pouring them into the kitchen sink. Although I managed to get rid of most of the oil, it still looked too much. As my roommate arrived, he too was slightly shocked by the sight of the amount of oil on the frying pan. Nevertheless, he said that it would be easier for the both of us when we want to remove the friend eggs from the pan later on. He told me to begin the preparation by frying the eggs first.

Feeling nervous about breaking the eggs seeing that I can hardly crack a nice looking egg on the pan, I asked my roommate to crack the first egg. I carefully watched how he cracked a nice shape of egg on the frying pan. As he wanted to crack the second egg, I told him that I insist on letting me do the cracking. I nervously took the egg and I exactly imitated my roommate's methods of cracking the egg. Surprisingly, I managed to crack a nice one. The egg yolk was still intact with the white membrane. My roommate complimented me for my "skills" and in response, my pride forced me to fold up the sleeves of my left shoulder in order to reveal my Chinese tattoo that translates the word "Specially Trained". We waited patiently for the eggs to fry after cracking another 2 more. When the eggs were ready, the second obstacle for me was to remove the eggs from the frying pan and then placed them onto a plate.

Removing the eggs from the pan was difficult as I had to make sure that my frying ladle does not tear the eggs in the process. Fortunately, after taking a slow and steady pace, I managed to transport the eggs onto a plate in one piece. The next task was to fry the beef patties. We took four frozen beef patties and we placed them into the frying pan. Just like the eggs, we also waited patiently for the patties to fry themselves. While waiting for the patties to be ready, I microwaved the cooked sausages. As everything were done, we grabbed on the dishes we prepared and brought them back to our room in an impatient manner as we couldn't wait any longer to sink our teeth on the delicious breakfast we prepared.

This morning, my roommate and I had a perfect breakfast. While enjoying our breakfast, we complimented each other for our efforts and we chat all the way while listening to the country music playing from my laptop. I'm looking forward to experience such a breakfast again in the future, hopefully with my friends back in Malaysia.

Cracked my eggs nicely and got them fried into perfection. Oooh...that sounded pain and dirty.

Beef patties and chicken sausages. Don't they look like a couple? Ah who cares, they're all going in my belly eventually.

Breakfast is served. Time to feast our teeth on this baby! Hahaha don't you all wish you were with me having these breakfast?

That guy next to me is my roommate (...and my supervisor that morning) , Robin. Poor guy couldn't even smiled properly as he was terrified that he might be the victim of one of my "kitchen accidents". Anyway, that guy's still alive...for now.

The Battle of "Loo"

" Hey Shenji, the toilet's stuck. You might want to check it out." Those were the words my roommate greeted me the moment I reached my apartment . Having a stuck toilet can be a nightmare for me. Afterall, the toilet is the most important place for me in any residential area. Nervously, I placed my bag down on the floor and marched courageously to the toilet getting ready to find out what was the cause behind the toilet's malfunction. As I walked to the toilet, my roommate formed a cheeky grin on his face which started to escalate my anxiety. Hoping for the best, I hope that the cause behind the malfunction of the toilet was due to excessive accumulation of toilet paper. I peeked into the toilet bowl with my finger cross and to my horror...it wasn't toilet paper that caused the toilet bowl to get stuck;instead, it was a pile of "chocolate cake" which was stucked deeply behind the flush hole of the bowl. The "chocolate cake" wasn't from the oven; it was from a homosapien's body.

" Shenji, is that yours?" asked my roommate. Shocked and embarrased to hear such accusation from my roommate, I immediately defended myself with my flush-immediately-after-finishing-business policy. However, as I recalled that morning, when I was in the toilet doing my "business", I had to flush the toilet several times to get rid of the "cake" I made. The "cake" was solid hard as it has been a while since I visited the toilet; so it required repeated flushing. Maybe I forgot to flush it again; that's why the "cake" reappeared. After concluding that the "cake" belonged to me, I shamefully admitted that it was my doing that caused the toilet bowl to malfunction. " Well...I guess you've gotta find a way to fix it up then," said my roommate. " Hey buddy, how bout you....", I paused my question as I witnessed the there's-no-way-I'm going-to-clean-it-up-for-you esspression on my roommate's face the moment I called him. Knowing that I had to somehow fix this problem, I rolled up my sleeves and stared at the toilet bowl thinking about the solutions to this problem.

The only way to unclogged the toilet bowl was to removed the pile of "cake" which was hiding deeply behind the flush hole. The problem was how can I remove it given my current tools available to me which only consisted of my toothbrush....and my fingers. I looked at my index finger considering whether to use it to unclog the toilet bowl but after feeling sick from the smell of the cake that has evaprated into the atmosphere of the toilet, I knew it was just suicidal to use my finger. I looked at my toothbrush and then started considering. The thought of getting a new toothbrush was just too troublesome therefore I decided to spare my toothbrush. So the fingers and the toothbrush was out of the option, I continued to figure out other alternatives. My roommate then suggested that I borrowed a toilet plunger from the front desk of the apartment to unclog the cake. Clever of him to suggest that, but I even had a clever idea of thinking about asking the guy at the frontdesk to do it for me. However, after getting a brief flash of the future in the event where I got the toilet plunger with the contents of the toilet bowl shoved into my face by the guy at the front desk, I decided to do it myself. Afterall, a real man handles his own shit.

The moment I got the toilet plunger , it was time to combat the greatest enemy...which was myself...well, actually my own shit. So after, folding up my sleeves, I grab the plunger tightly and I started charging for the enemy waiting for me behind the flush hole daring me to approach him. Fortunately, I was couragoeus enough to land the surface of the plunger onto the flush hole. Yes! I accomplished the first step to victory. Forming a grin on my face, I told my enemy that he's in the process of annihalation. The next thing to do was to press and pull the plunger that was attach tightly to the surface of the flush hole. After telling myself to cowboy the fxxk up, I started pumping the flush hole with the plunger. The sound of the pumping was disgusting and it made my gut felt funny. I could hear the enemy persuading me to stop what I was doing as I deserved better. He also persuuaded me to let the toilet clog....afterall its mine, so it wouldn't be that bad if it were to be compared to my roommate's one. Furiously,I fought back and insisted on continuing the battle. My roommate who was curious about me talking to myself then came to spectate the battle. As I continued pumping, a drop of "chocolate milk" then jumped onto my left forearm. I shrieked in terror and the next thing I knew, I attratcted some other occupants to my room who thought that a girl was being raped. My roommate just stood there expressionless and watched me struggle in terror.I couldn't really blame him; the sight of it was just terryfying enough to even stunned an ancient Spartan warrior.I had to admit that the enemy was good seeing that it was capable of pulling a stunt like that on me. Nevertheless, my fighting spirit did not dissapear as I continued to pump more. After a few minutes. the water in the toilet bowl started to subside. I knew then it was time to flush. I immediately hit the flush handle and the next thing I knew, VICTORY! The "cake" was flushed down to the deep dark sewers where it belong. I finaly beaten myself...well actually my own shit and I felt very proud and glorious....just like when Rocky beat Apollo Creed in the movie Rocky.

Showered in joy, I threw my hands in the air without realising that the plunger with the cake in it was still attach to one of my hands. The next thing I knew, I heard a girl crying and screaming. Alarmend by the cry, I immediately looked around and to my horror, it was actually my roommate screaming as there were pieces of "me" all over him. Shocked and traumatised by his repulsive looks, I slipped back and I slammed against the "soft" wall. Wondering why was the wall soft, I looked behind and got a shock again---the wall was also covered by "me". My back had pieces of "me" and I continued screaming like a damsel in distress. Later on, I felt a small drizzle on my head. I then started to wonder how could it be drizzling in my toilet. As I looked up, the ceiling of the toilet was covered in "me". What thought to be a victorious battle turned out to be a devestating loss as my enemy (which was "myself") was everywhere. The moment I looked at the plunger, I saw more of "me" hiding behind the edges of the inner rubbery area. At that point, I could hear "myself" laughing at me telling that I foolishly lost the battle.

"He" said that I can't be defeated since I am "him". The plunger, the tool that I hope to destroy my greatest enemy turned out to be the one that destroyed me and my roommate at the end. How ironic. The Battle of "Loo" will be a battle to remember.

Watch Dog

The speakers were blasting away with techno music and everyone were dancing on the dance floor. They couldn't be bother less about what's around them as they were busy getting high. As for me, I was sitting at one corner of the club with a bottle of Budweiser in my right hand at the same time staring at this girl. This girl was one of the hundreds at the dance floor dancing away. She wasn't dancing alone nor dancing with a guy; she was dancing with her friends. As I continued to keep a watchful eye on her, I was interrupted by my friend who wanted to get me another bottle of Budweiser. Declining his generous offer in the utmost humble way, I told him that I am a weak drinker and I shouldn't be going for the next round. Despite that, my friend still persuaded me to go for another round with him. Reminding myself that I musn't be drunk tonight, I rejected his offer once more. My friend then walked away all of a sudden and I started to worry about the fact that I offended him by rejecting his generous offer. Nevertheless, I wasn't really bothered about my friend as I needed to pay attention to this girl I've been watching for minutes. A few minutes later on, my friend then returned with a couple of Budweisers and he insisted that I drink with him. Realising that I would be wasting his money if I didn't drink the beers, I eventually decided to drink with him. I continued watching this girl while filling myself up with beer.

The girl who was dancing, started to add a pinch of sexual essence in her dance moves. Curious with this new dancing moves of her, I paid closer attention to her. She then stopped dancing and she left the dance floor for a table nearby. Later on, she picked up a bottle of Corrona and started drinking its contents. She then went back to the dance floor and continued her sexual dancing. To make matter worst,she was dancing sexually with another guy. Just the two of them this time. I knew she was drunk and she wasn't aware of what she was doing. I placed my bottle of beer down on the table and I immediately picked myself up. I headed for the dance floor hoping to reach for the girl who was condemning herself by behaving unappropriately. The dance floor which was packed with hundreds of stoned and high dancers made it difficult for me to reach her. I shoved a couple of dancers who were in my way and some even felt hard to the ground. They didn't even bother getting even with me as they were too stoned to even get themselves up. I finally managed to reach the girl and I grabbed on her shoulder. She then turned around and gave me a blur stare. I told her it was time to go but she begged me to give her more time. Declining her request, I told her again that it was time to go. She eventually agreed and I got her to follow me. She was drunk and she couldn't balance herself so she had to cling on me. Before we left the club, I needed to call for my friend. As I reached the table my friend was at, I called for him. To my horror, he was also drunk seeing that he finished the bottles of Budweiser he got...even my bottle. Knowing that I had two drunk individuals to drag back to the apartment, I told myself that it was going to be a long night. I managed to get my friend on his feet and I asked whether he could walk on his own feet. Although he said yes, I was still unconvince that he was able to walk by himself. Nevertheless after seeing him taking a few steps without toppling, I was confident that he could carry himself.

As we exitted the club, the girl then bumped into her friends again. Her friends asked her whether she would like to follow them home that night and without thinking twice, she agreed. I immediately objected and I told her that she was coming with me. Her friends who were unhappy of the fact I was making the descisions for her gave me this threatening stare. Knowing that there could be trouble, I told myself to get ready for some close combat. One of her friend who was the guy dancing dirty with her earlier on then told me that she decides who to follow. Courageously, I insisted that I decide for her due to her state. I then looked at my side to check on my friend and to my horror he was not with me anymore. Feeling troubled and worried, I needed to look for him before he got himself into trouble given his drunken state. I told the girl to sit down and stay put and I warned her friends not to go near her. I later on searched for my drunken friend and to my relief he was not far away. To make matter worst, he was smoking a ciggarette which looked like weed. Knowing that he never smokes before, I immediately told him what in God's name is he doing with the weed. Too drunk to respond, my friend just kept quiet and continued smoking. Furiously, I told him to throw away the weed before he screw himself further. Fortunately, he did what I said by extinguishing the ciggarette. He told me that he needed to pee and during that moment I had to look for a restroom for my friend. Since there were no restroom nearby, he had to do it at the nearby alley. Disgusted by my friend's behaviour, I kept my eyes off him for a while. While waiting for him to finish his business, I went back for the girl. Lucky for me, she was still there lying on the concrete side walks. I picked her up and I called for my friend before we left the club.

As we were walking back, the girl had a hard time balancing herself since she was so wasted. I held her as close as possible to make sure she doesn't trip and fall. In the middle of our walk, she was mumbling about the fact that her boyfriend ( who wasn't there that time) doesn't give a damn about her. At the same time, she repeatedly tell me that she likes me more than her boyfriend and she wanted me. Realising that she was drunk, I ignored her and we continued our long walk back to the apartment. The girl later told me that she was too tired to walk and she needed to take a cab back. Although I told her that no cab would pick her up due to her drunken state, the girl still insisted that she needed to take a cab back as her high heels were killing her. I volunteered to carry her so I told her to get on my back. After expressing her gratitude, I lifted her up and I started walking. An hour later, the girl told me to let her down. Curiously, I asked why and to my utmost horror, she said she needed to go and she can't hold it any longer. Knowing that there were no restrooms available at where we were, I started to figure out what to do before she makes a big mess. The moment I saw several bushes not far away from me, I suggested that she unload her waste behind the bushes. Surprisingly she agreed to my suggestion without questioning it. She told me to stand in front of her while she was doing it in order to provide her cover. Reluctantly, I stood right in front of her with my eyes looking elsewhere but her when she released her waste. My friend managed to stop a cab which was passing by and the next thing we knew, we were all on our way home.

As we reached the apartment, my friend went back to his room first while I continued holding on the helpless drunk girl. I brought her to a room and when we were in front of the room's door, I felt relief and happy as the hard work of bringing the girl back was almost coming to an end. I immediately knocked on the door several times waiting patiently for the occupant of the room to open the door. As the door was opened, the girl's boyfriend came out and helped me carry the girl in. After tucking her into the bed, I exitted the room and I told the girl's boyfriend to take good care of her. As I left, the girl's boyfriend thank me and he complimented me for my trustworthiness of keeping a watchful eye on his girlfriend who was partying with her friends.

One Cool MV

I'm not really a big fan of the famous Taiwanese singer Jay Chou but I still listen to some of his songs. Despite I don't understand a single thing he sings or raps since it's all in Mandarin, the melodious rhythm in most of his songs is the reason that attracts me to his music. Just recently, I came across one of his music video (MV) on YouTube. It's called "The Last Battle" and boy I have to say its one heck of a cool music video. After seeing it, you'll probably know why I love it. If I'm not mistaken, this MV portrays Jay Chou as a commando from the American Special Forces conducting Special Operations in South America. Their mission---to capture a local militia rebel. Interesting storyline I have to say. As for the display, all I can say is magnificent as there were some Special Forces action and emotional scenes where Jay's comrade died gloriously. Anyway, this MV is damn good and I recommend you guys to watch it...even if you don't understand Mandarin. Its worth the time looking into it.

My First Quiz for the New Semester

Summer semester began a week ago. After having one week of holiday in Vancouver, it was time to go back for classes. Unlike my previous semester, this semester have been lighter for me. I wouldn't know whether it would be easier for me since it's just the beginning of my summer courses but so far every thing's okay. I hope it stays the like this throughout the whole semester. For the summer semester, I'm only taking Maths (again...sigh) and Sociology. Maths has been fairly okay for me as I've been revising my work daily but Sociology on the other hand, is slightly difficult as there's a lot to read. Nevertheless, Sociology is very interesting unlike the damn Critical Thinking subject I took last semester. Just today and yesterday, I had my first quiz for both of my subjects. Fortunately for me, they weren't too bad.

Yesterday was my first Maths quiz. Maths was surprisingly easy as I could answered all of the given questions. I guess it was because I've been revising my work constantly. Throughout last week, the lessons were understandable. Surprisingly, I could grasp whatever the instructor taught and every lesson seem very familiar. If it wasn't also for my Precalculus subject last semester. I would be staring blankly in total confusion at the the teacher and the white board in class daily. In the quiz that day, there were questions involving inequalities, intervals, symmetry of the graph with respect to the axis and linear functions. Seeing that the quiz was easy, I'm hoping to score high for it.

Today was my Sociology quiz. The quiz revolved around the first chapter and I had to say that it was slightly difficult. Sociology is an interesting subject as I'm brought deeper into the study of social relationships with it major theoretical theories. The subject itself is fairly generous with its interesting syllabuses and topics. On the other hand, when it comes to the reading text for the topics, Sociology can be very ruthless. There's so much to read and I basically spent at least 2 hours reading the first chapter. The quiz today consisted of 20 multiple choice questions and 6 essay questions. Out of the 6 essay questions, I was obligated to choose and answer 2. The multiple choice questions were very easy; in fact I was highly confident that I would be able to score high for it. On the contrary, the essay questions were merciless. Initially, I couldn't figure out which questions to answer. Fortunately after several minutes of calming myself down and fully utilizing my brains, I managed to answer the essay questions. Sociology has been slightly difficult. Despite that, I'm hoping to score well as I really placed a lot of effort studying it.

To sum it up, my first quiz for Sociology and Maths weren't that bad. I'm expecting for both papers to return to me with high marks printed on it seeing that I've invested a lot of time and energy in studying them.

S.P.L.A.S.H. (Shenji Played Like A Stupid Horse)

Here's a series of unfortunate events of me getting thrown into the pool, fountain and even the sea by my friends. Well, I have to say that I'm easily deceived which often get me soaked wet at the end of the day.

EVENT 1

Figure 1.1

A barbecue party in Malaysia last year. It was held next to the swimming pool either to establish a beach-party ambient or to get me thrown into the pool. Either one of that.

Li Ying: Hey Shenji, how bout a picture with me and Join next to the pool?

Join: Yeah, what do you say? Having a picture with two chicks is something that happens to guys like you once in their life time.

Shenji: Oh boy oh boy oh boy! The day I'll say "no" to such offer is the day when I eat a Snicker
bar out of the garbage bin (Hmmm...wait I think I did that before. Oh what the hell).Girls, here I come.

Li Ying: Okay, just to make you look like a lady killer, you should be standing in the middle of
both of us.

Join: Yeah, c'mon lady killer!

Shenji: Whoa! Thanks girls. Really appreciated it. Hey, where's the camera man?

Li Ying: Awww, who needs a camera man when we can give you the flash of your life? Join,
now!

Join: Yee haw!

(Join and Li Ying pushed Shenji into the pool. Refer to figure 1.1)

Shenji: What the....no no. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Join: Now we'll take a picture of Shenji looking miserable and stupid.

Chai Ann: What!? Shenji looking stupid and miserable!? That's a photo I need to be in.

Shenji: Ha ha ha ha waaaaaaaaaaaah....well at least I'm in between of you girls now...sob...sob

Join: Everyone say cheese!


EVENT 2

A recent trip to Vancouver. My friends and I visited a park where there was a fountain located in the center of it. Good for the park's decoration but bad for me.

Figure 1.3


Maya: Hey Shenji, I bet you'll look really cool if I snap a photo of you standing on the side of the fountain.

Shenji: Really? Will I look like Daniel Radcliffe if I post like that?

Summer: Errr....yeah..ugh....burp ( Geez, if I didn't swallowed my puke back. He'll know that I'm being dishonest)

Maya: Okay, Shenji are you ready? Smile!

Summer: Now its the time! Go go go

(Summer and John rushed for Shenji. Refer to figure 1.3)

Shenji: Oh what the....No no. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maya: Oh Shenji, you poor thing ( Hee hee...good job guys. That sucker deserve to be pushed into the fountain). Let me help you up.

( Maya pulls Shenji out from the fountain)

Shenji: Oh thanks. Geez, if I were in that fountain any longer, I would definitely drown.

Maya: Oh dear, is that a smudge on your cheek?

Shenji: Huh!? Really?

Maya: I guess we'll have to clean that smudge off.

( Maya pushes Shenji back into the fountain. Refer to figure 1.4)

Figure 1.4

Shenji: Aww, not again! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maya: Hahaha, bulls eye!

Summer: Woo hoo! You go girl!

EVENT 3

The second day in Vancouver, we visited the dock in Vancouver city.



Figure 1.5

Maya: Hey Shenji, I think I saw a stupid horse swimming in the waters of the dock.

Shenji: Huh? A stupid horse? Where? I don't see anything.

Maya: Come closer. You'll see

( Shenji gets closer to the surface of the water)

Shenji: I still can't see it.

Maya: Its on the reflection of the water

Shenji: Well, all I see is myself...not a stupid horse.

Maya: You are the stupid horse, that's why you saw yourself in the reflection of the water.

Shenji: Huh?

(Maya pushes Shenji into the water. Refer to figure 1.5)

Shenji: Maya, not again....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maya: Bulls eye! Hahahahaha

Summer: Whoo! Way to go girl

The dialogs you have read here are all fictional for entertainment purposes. None of my friends were that mean to do that to me or I would be blogging about how I kill them together with some pictures of they're severed head display in my blogs.

5 Days in Vancouver and Victoria

GTA: Vancouver

My hope to visit the big city of British Columbia finally came true when my friend Summer and I thought of taking a 5 days trip around Vancouver during the semester break. Not only did I have the opportunity to visit Vancouver but also the privilege to stop over the beautiful island of Victoria to experience the European side of Canada. My 5 days trip to Vancouver and Victoria Island was good.

The trip to Vancouver did not only consist of Summer and me but also Summer’s friends, John and Maya. We thought of getting more people to join in seeing that the more the merrier and the cheaper our expenses but unfortunately, we only managed to find 2 interested individuals to join. John is also a Malaysian like Summer and I, on the other hand Maya is from Japan. One thing all of us share in common is that we are studying in the same university. Although we managed to add two more people in our trip to the big city of British Columbia, nevertheless it was enough to reduce the burden of our expenses for the trip.

We left Kamloops for Vancouver on the 30^th of April via bus. The journey from Kamloops to Vancouver was approximately 6 hours. Our time of departure was six in the morning so the day before we left, I told myself not to sleep at all as I wanted to have a long sleep in the bus instead of a dead boring six hours journey to Vancouver. Although I managed to have a good sleep in the bus, it was just four hours of sleep. Realizing that I wouldn’t even survived the remaining 2 hours in the bus sitting still, I told myself to get occupied with something. Fortunately, I brought my Plays Station Portable ; therefore, the remaining two hours of the trip were filled with video games and my very own in house movie. Unfortunately, my source of entertainment was interrupted by John who sat next to me when he bugged me constantly to lend him the Play Station Portable. After reluctantly giving him my hand held video game, I began to wonder whether my trip to Vancouver and Victoria would be an unforgettable one. The next thing I knew, the bus driver announced that we have reached Vancouver. Feeling excited, I couldn’t wait any further to dismount from the bus with my university mates.

The first stop in Vancouver was the YWCA budget hotel. It was not far away from the bus station but since Maya brought a very huge suit case, walking to the hotel would take us days. Consequently, we had to take a cab to the hotel which I was slightly unpleased with seeing that the cabs in Canada are a bunch of cut throats judging by the cab fare they charge. After reaching the hotel, we checked into a room which cost us hundred dollars for a night. The room was big enough to fit all of us in. There were 2 single beds and a queen size bed together with a private toilet. I immediately “reserved” the single bed for myself after being persuaded by my selfishness. Nevertheless, I encountered hostility from Maya who desired the same thing as me. She desperately tried to pull me out from the bed I “reserved”, nevertheless her effort ended up in a failure when fatigue persuaded her to give up her fight for the single bed. After taking a short rest in the hotel, our stomachs were growling and we needed to grab lunch.

We ventured up and down the streets of Vancouver to look for a decent affordable restaurant to dine in. 25 minutes of walking aimlessly in the streets finally led us to a Japanese restaurant. Despite the restaurant looked grand, nevertheless the price was affordable. I had Chicken Teriyaki with rice for lunch and also a couple of sushi compliments of John.

After lunch we thought of visiting Simon Fraser University to find information regarding the university applications. In order to get there, we had to board the Sky Train then take a bus to the university. The problem was we didn’t know where the Sky Train Station was, therefore, we needed to do some searching. In the middle of our searching, Maya and I came across an arcade. Thinking of challenging each other in a game of Dance Dance Revolution (DDR), we immediately rushed into the arcade. The search of a Sky Train Station then turned into a visit to the video arcade. Unfortunately for Maya and me, there was no Dance Dance Revolution but there were other fun games at our disposal. Instead of challenging each other in DDR, we battle each other in a game of Street Fighter 3. We also cooperated together in a game of House of the Dead. Teaching my friend Maya to play that zombie blasting game was very amusing as she was constantly terrified by the approaching undead with axes and chain saws. An hour later, we left the arcade and we continued our quest for the Sky Train Station.

We managed to find the station after asking the locals around. The train route to the university was very confusing. However that didn’t stop us from reaching our destination. We boarded the first few trains without having a clue on where the trains will be stopping and as predicted, we all went the wrong way. Fortunately, a couple of nice Canadian explained which train we should be taking and the next thing we knew, we were all on the right track to Simon Fraser University. Thirty minutes in the Sky Train finally got us to a bus station which had trips to the university. It was a 10 minutes bus ride from the bus station to Simon Fraser University. The moment we reached there, all of us were shocked as we were greeted by the view of the university the minute we dismount from the bus.

Simon Fraser University was not what we thought to be. The Burnaby campus of SFU looked very old and not well maintained. There were moss and tree stems covering the buildings which gave a gothic eerie setting. Maya described the university as something similar to the Alcatraz prison which I couldn’t agree more with her. What I saw on the SFU flyers was completely different from what I saw the other day when I was at the SFU Burnaby campus. I couldn’t really bother much about the university’s building as my main purpose was to check out the admission requirements into this so called “prestigious” university.

Summer and I were then brought to meet up with one of the staff from SFU who was responsible of the student recruitment department. After having a half an hour talk with the SFU staff, we felt so cheated. Before our trip to the university, Summer got an e-mail from the SFU staff which stated the Grade 12 requirements to enter the university. After comparing my grades with the admission requirements stated in her e-mail, I was over joy as I knew that I fulfilled every requirement. On the other hand, during our talk with the SFU staff in the university, the staff told us that our Grade 12 marks weren’t qualified and the e-mail she sends to Summer was inaccurate due to some technical mistake. I knew that there was something fishy behind that e-mail Summer got from the SFU staff. Feeling angered and disappointed, we left immediately. On my way out, I bumped into a scene where a lecturer was scolding a student. Feeling nosy, I tried to eavesdrop on the conversation. To my surprise, the issue between the student and the lecturer was all about plagiarism. I never thought that I would encounter misconduct like this in such a “prestigious” university. As we left the university, I thought back about the plagiarism incident back at the university. Come to think of it, I was grateful to be rejected by the university as I wouldn’t want to study in a higher learning institution where plagiarism is rampant.

After our disappointing visit to SFU, we went back to Vancouver city again. We decided to snap some photos around the concrete jungles of Vancouver. Summer mentioned about a park which was an ideal place to take some group photos. On our way to the park, we came across a police take down scene. We saw several police officers around a hand cuffed man who was on the ground. The scene looked very intense, so we immediately walked away instead of staying there. We finally reached the park. The park wasn’t that big but its landscape compensated its small size. There was a big fountain at the park which wasn’t really good for me as everyone was trying to get me thrown into it. As the day was getting late, we decided to have dinner; so, we went to look for a restaurant.

To my misery, it was Japanese food again. Having Japanese food again was John’s idea and I was furious about his damn obsession with Japanese cuisine. However, I gave in to his suggestion after being told there were cute waitresses in that restaurant he was about to bring us to. Lucky for John, his bones were spared after threatening him to give him my own “chiropractic” treatment if he was bull shitting me, as there were not only cute but also hot waitresses in the restaurant. Apart from the “delicious” looking waitresses, the restaurant also offered great Teppanyaki performance with its stylish onion slicing methods and its great fire display. The food was also good and all of us decided to not lay our hammers on John that night as he brought us to a good restaurant. However, when we saw the bill, we got our hammers ready telling ourselves to show no human side when punishing John later.

John and Maya decided to retire back to the hotel as they were awfully tired. As for Summer and me, we thought that the night was young, so we decided to venture around Vancouver to witness its beautiful night scenery. The scenery of Vancouver at night was indeed magnificent. With the sky scrapper’s lights illuminating the darkness of the night, Vancouver offered a breath taking scenery that will not be forgotten. Summer and I spend at least 2 hours in the city enjoying the night life and taking photos before calling it a day.

On the following day, Summer and I went down to China Town. John and Maya didn’t follow us as they were to tired to wake up. China Town was not far away from our hotel. It was only a 20 minutes walk so we thought about walking instead of taking a cab seeing that it would be a good exercise in the morning. I was really excited about visiting China Town in Vancouver as I haven’t visited places like these in foreign countries for ages. The moment we arrived, we were greeted by the tall Chinese gates which marked the entrance of China Town. Our first stop in China Town was Dr. Sun Yat Sen’s park. We took a couple of pictures over the small lake and the mini bamboo forest in the park. Later on, we went to look for Dim Sum and Chinese Egg Tarts in the nearby Chinese restaurants. The Dim Sum and Chinese Egg Tarts really reminded me of the food back in Malaysia. After feasting on the delicious Chinese food, we continued our roaming around China Town. Summer was then reminded to purchase tickets for our ferry ride to Victoria, so we had to end our tour around China Town.

We immediately went to Pacific Central Station. The Pacific Central Station was a bus station that does not only sell bus tickets but also ferry and train tickets. The ferry tickets were fairly expensive as they cost us $76 per person. After purchasing the tickets we met up with John and Maya. Clueless about what to do next, we all decided to roam aimlessly around Vancouver city.

Throughout this aimless venture around the city, we took group photos and traded jokes among each other. Despite we were wondering around aimlessly, we still enjoyed ourselves. A couple of hours later, the day was getting darker. Knowing that most restaurants would close very soon during such hour of the time, we immediately looked for a restaurant to dine in. Instead of having Japanese food again this time, we all had Mexican food. The food was very affordable and simply delicious. As we finished dinner, Summer decided to head for the book stores. On the other hand, the rest of us had other things in mind---gaming.

After departing with Summer, John, Maya and me headed for the arcade not far away from our hotel. To Maya and my relief, there was DDR. We immediately filled the game machine with coins and we started dancing for hours. At the end of our game, I managed to beat Maya which was slightly surprising as I never thought I could. We also played House of the Dead 4 and Time Crisis 4 together. Killing undead and dodging bullets could never be so fun with her. The moment I spotted the Silent Scope machine, I went into a deep state of excitement. I was so eager to play this sniper game and I practically spend $5 dollars on game tokens for this game. As the clock struck midnight, it was time for us to go back to the hotel as we were aware that we had to wake up early tomorrow to depart for Victoria.

On the third day, we all departed for Victoria by ferry. The journey from Vancouver to Victoria via ferry was an hour and a half. Upon reaching the ports of Victoria, we headed for a cheap affordable motel to check in. We stayed at the Traveler’s Inn during our stay in Victoria. The price was very affordable and the room was big enough to accommodate the four of us. After placing our luggage in the hotel, we went to Victoria’s China Town for lunch. Unlike the one in Vancouver, the China Town over here in Victoria was smaller. We continued walking around Victoria after lunch to enjoy the scenery. Victoria some how reminded me of Europe. We toured the entire downtown of Victoria by riding on a chariot. Victoria was also nice despite it isn’t as advance and modern as Vancouver. We only stayed in Victoria for a night and on the following day, we headed back to Vancouver again. Back at Vancouver, we didn’t do anything much as we have already covered most of the places during our earlier tours. We then went back to Kamloops on the 5^th day of that week.

Overall, the 5 days holiday in Vancouver and Victoria was good. I plan to visit Vancouver again at the end of June. Although, I enjoyed my vacation, somehow I was very relief to see the sight of my nice cozy bed when I reached home. I guess there’s no place better than home.

Saya dan Maya...Hey, it rhymes

A group photo in a Vancouver park

Hey hey I thought we were friends. Ahhhh....SPLASH

Not you too Maya! Ahhh......SPLASH

Got you little girls! You girls ain't going no where!Now scream for your mummy. Hahaha!

Having Teppanyaki for dinner with Summer

Vancouver city at night

My secret base where plans of world domination are sorted out. Hahahaha...well, actually its the Vancouver Science Center

Vancouver's China Town

Dr Sun Yat Sen's park.

Enjoying the tranquility of the Sun Yat Sen park with my buddy Summer.

( Chinese zodiac grounds at the park) Born to look like a rabbit...
( Mini bamboo forest at the park) but trained to hunt like a wolf

The monument to commemorate Chinese Canadians who fought in WW2. Salute!

My first public indecency in a foreign land...well you can't blame me. Just look at my load!

Hey Maya, not again! Ahhhhhhhhh.......SPLASH

HQ, I know that the President's life is in danger if I don't take out the guy aiming his pistol at him but in my sights, there's a hot nude girl showering...ahhh I mean being taken hostage. So I think I better save her first before helping the President out.

On our way to Victoria via ferry.

Victoria, the European side of Canada

Outside Victoria's parliament protesting for peace...I know it's hard to believe that a person like me advocate peace. Well, to tell you the truth, I'm hired as an undercover agent to pretend to be these people so that I can gather intel...NO MORE WAR! PEACE (Hahahaha...am I a good actor or what?)

Chariot riding in Victoria with a sweet lady. Summer! change place. I need to be next to our sweet driver. What!? No!? How mean!

The ghost of Victoria. Scary huh? Thought so