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The Year 2006

2006-01-04T04:01:00.000+08:00

Got up freezing this morning,
It is now 2006,
Staring at this face,
I thought I had it all.

I hated the wild thoughts,
"You can't be that repulsive!"
I believe there's good in you,
But the fact is, there's none.

I am, I am a discarded toy.
Wrestled around for that first few minutes,
Thrown aside for the next few years,
Well, that's my networth.

Have I given in too much?
Was I overzealous and clingy?
You toyed me, you fooled me.
But why, why could I feel you so real?

sigh. what a sad day.

2005-12-14T23:21:00.000+08:00

I've never felt this demotivated before.

At least now I know money has always been a primary motivation factor in any work that I do. And that's definitely true. Experience comes next else I wouldnt have felt this low, right?

My manager told me of the pay I ought to receive for these few events that I worked for and the figure was so pathetic that I could only leave my mouth gagged wide open. I never say I should win the best employee award of the year and slapped with a 5k paycheck but hey, from the ratio of effort vs time, I think I scored 10 to 1 in every tasks given to me. I am a machine alrite.

But just because of the lack of provision in funds given to them, which is true because an allocation of funds for an event covers everything from A to Z, including my paycheck. But I just felt that this is an injustice towards me after me working off my ass till it bleeds for them, and mind you, round the damn clock.

Anyway, I do not wanna harp on this issue as it seriously demoralises my superficially high working spirit. Hence, I will just swallow this incident as an isolated case and hopefully more provisions will be allocated for them in the future so that it could be channeled into my paycheck.

Since my expectations were so atas, things that I planned for the yr 2006 was somewhat atas as well. Now that I have to downgrade everything, 2006 will be my Great Depression era, where expenditure has to be trimmed, whatever crap cost has to be reduced...in other words, less activity and more hibernation - resulting in a fuller belly.

I believe I needed it anyway. Getting pretty restless nowadays. Couldn't bloody sit my ass on a chair still for more than an hr.

Nov 26,27

2005-11-27T17:29:00.000+08:00

Explosion, explosion, and explosion.

Couldnt be laid out in just words. It's definitely more than that. More substance than anything I'd ever thought, did, planned, wrote, said and confessed. Nothing beats these days.

today in history.

2005-11-25T01:45:00.000+08:00

24th Nov 2005, Thursday.

I had it the way it shud be experienced. There was an internal combustion that I couldn't halt. I had to have it. Now that it's done, I am at peace and asleep.

holiday, end of holiday, new trimester, too free?

2005-11-13T21:41:00.000+08:00

This trimester rawwwks!

With just 8 hours of shits a week, I am free to shit in the lavatory for more than 2 hours a day! No time limit, no boundaries and this reduces chances of getting bowel cancer! Healthy!

With ample of free time I really do hope I could get a part time job to finance my past time activities, else, I must promise myself to score distinction for this trimester's only subject. So we'll see which is a more pragmatic approach.

My mind just goes spinning with all the jingles and bells everytime I think of me being one of the free-est person on Earth to celebrate Christmas. With no stress on studies at all! I tried putting down a guidelind on how I will be spending my day, and I have approx. 2hrs to spend in the bathroom. I can't bath for 2 hrs since it will be wastage, so I guess shitting while reading a mag is the cheapest and most productive way of spending that 2 hrs. Man, I need help in time management for this trimester. Bye byeee.

my idiotic dog has to die..

2005-11-13T21:30:00.000+08:00

Max is a brilliant dog, at least to me. He has been a great companion for the past 9 years. With his ever trying vigor of becoming a royalty, he has been proud and arrogant to the other dogs in the neighborhood.

So they fought under the bright sun of one humid Sunday, for the Piala Seri Anjing 2005.

Max lost. 10-0.

Came home broken spirit and wounded, he was given a welcome-home bonanza by getting spankings from me a gazillion times for trying to be Genghis Khan. His spirit was probably even more shattered then.

By night, he ignored the world. Not feeding his appetite – even when given meat. Not taking a sip of water and not letting out a pile of shit at all.

He just slept there, broken and tired.

By the next day, the same condition continued. We were figuring what’s the big fuss about winning this damn fucking piala. His feet were cold and he was shivering. We thought there might be an infection in his wounds. So we fed him glucose and then he had some energy to stand up, albeit shakily like an old man and went towards the gate and pee.

We clapped our hands. He slowly walked back towards us and slept again.

Next day, the condition just turned worse. He was frail and really flabby whenever we touched him. Even fireworks display, he gave no damn to them. Usually a huge performance of problematic attitude will be displayed whenever fireworks were exploding in the skies. And he’ll get spanked with equivalent magnitude of his performance.

Went to the vet, only then we found out Max had a fever. That’s why he was lying there like a salted fish. So it’s not about broken spirit or Piala Seri Anjing. It’s just that he has fever and has no mood for socializing.

After treatment, he reverted to his original copyrighted demonic form again.

And just this morning, at about 8.20am, he ran out and battled for the fucking piala again. Damn it, it wasn’t me bringing him around this time, else I would have known what to do. It was my dad and my dad tried to hold him back and that overzealous bastard dog punctured my dad’s palm at least half an inch deep and pulled the wound with his teeth sunk deep inside. So the wound is about 2 inches in length. Bleeding profusely, my dad has to gallop home and wake me up to stop him.

So I went in Godspeed. And that bastard saw me and he knew his chances of claiming his lost piala is near zero again. So he came back still gallantly yet very, very furious. I was scolding him, verbally, and of course he understands, and he tried to bite me in return. Thank God for those over the years practice, I dodged quickly and gave him my kungfu right in the face. He then stopped his bullshits and surrendered with his copyrighted ‘sorry’ by shaking hands with you. But I did not accept his apology. It has been happening for more than it should and stern action should be taken long time ago.

Why am I writing this? One is that this is a pre-memorial kind of thing since I am putting Max to sleep at the vet’s. His violent behavior can never be tolerated and accommodated by anyone, anymore. Two is to let others know that once a dog has fought before, the chances of it recurring again is high. It has something to do with their thirst for blood/victory or revenge shits like that. So Max will be gone soon, for good.

From this experience, I will never wanna keep a pet anymore in the future. The joy it brings comes with just as much shits. Scooby will be the last dog for me, for my life. Max has been a great dog for 9 years but I guess it’s time for him to take a rest. So don’t be surprise when you see only a dog in my house.

Bye Max.

Latest: I gave a call to the SPCA and the vet to consult them about putting dogs to sleep. From the vet, the charges will be RM70 for the lethal injection and RM70 for burial. From the SPCA, a good lecture from an Indian lady who said I am not being fair to Max…etc. I told my dad about it, obviously we are left with only the RM140 from the vet since the SPCA is not willing to go against their own policy. So, dad heard the price tag- RM140. His eyes were then blinking with money and he realized his blood were not worth RM140, so he said he has forgiven Max. See? Money changes people’s heart, very easily. So Max is here to stay for the next 5 years unless he joins another battle-for-the-piala.

the punani neighbor behind my house.

2005-11-03T03:15:00.000+08:00

I was typing on my report for the departure list with my spirit already sleeping on the bed. And suddenly I heard someone yelled from the back of my house “YOU COME OUT! YOU BETTER COME OUT NOW!”

I was like “What the fuck? Who’s quarreling now?”

So I stared out of the window out of curiosity and kepo.

Hey that fucker is pointing towards my house! And it was towards my brother’s room. Sensing something amiss, I quickly went downstairs.

“YOU COME OUT OF UR HOUSE NOW! YOU BLOODY HAMSAP IDIOT! COME OUT NOW!”

Everything was in Mandarin la btw.

Knowing that my brother is handicap when it comes to mandarin, I had to step in. To clear the shit out.

I straight away got the picture of what the hell was going on. It was my brother, playing with his camera, practicing, and our back lane neighbor thought we were snapping their photos.

Bloody hell.

“Sir, we’re sorry. My brother has just bought an SLR camera and he was just trying it out and practicing. He meant no harm.”

“I DON”T CARE! I WANT TO REPORT TO THE POLICE! REPORT TO THE POLICE NOW!”

“Sir, this is just a misunderstanding. My brother did not snap any photos of your house. He was merely practicing his photography skills.”

“YOU THINK IT’S VERY FUNNY TO SNAP PPL’S PHOTO LIKE THAT? DO YOU HAVE ANY EDUCATION AT ALL? I WANT TO REPORT TO THE POLICE NOW!”

I remember him pointing his fingers at me so hardly like his hand was having a spasm. The other hand he was holding his flip phone there threatening to call the cops.
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Anyway, to cut the story short, I managed to apologise and got that son of a bitch to shut his mouth up tight like his asshole. Anyway, his mom did add in nasty remarks like we did not have any education, our parents did not teach us…etc. More interestingly, she even threatened me by saying her husband is the PRESIDENT OF THE RUKUN TETANNGA.

Am I supposed to kowtow and offer incense to her husband for that?

Anyway, I had to put up a Oscar Award Winning apologetic face to her throughout that 30 minutes of ruckus to calm her nipples down from getting an erection due to blood gushing into those veins, which later might lead to breast cancer.

So the commotion settled just abruptly like that when her fat bastard son walked away after making me saying ‘sorry.’

I wanted to fuck her and her stupid son so badly for their stupid typical cinabeng attitude. I am not being prejudiced towards typical Chinese, but fuck, don’t come mess with my life ok? I’ve had enough of shits pouring in and out of my ass and the last thing I need is nasty remarks like my parents did not teach us and we were a bunch of perverts peeping on saggy and wrinkled tits.

If they had sooooo damn much of education, they wouldn’t open up their mouths like a sea lion trying to catch a fish, blurting out illogical and moronic remarks.

Oh about moronic remarks..

That old lady, that bastard’s mom, which makes her the bitch, that old bitch..anyway, she claimed that my family has been peeping on her Indonesian maid and she felt very harassed by our actions.

IF YOUR MOTHER HEARD THIS SHE WILL DIE RIGHT AWAY, I TELL U.

WHO THE FUCK WANNA PEEP ON YOUR INDON MAID? I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT KIND PUNANI SHE LOOKS LIKE K.

She even added remarks like “Don’t mess with my maid la. Why you all don’t go get a Chinese girl? Why choose with my maid?”

There are times when you just felt like exploding and slamming these ppl's faces into the mirror since they just don't know what are reflections for? This is one of such moments.

I just don’t know how can she be sooooo stupid to even believe her maid that 4 Chinese guys are peeping on her? She even said we always peeped when her maid was having dinner. And she proudly claimed that she’s an educated lady while we are not. Whichever school she attended 50 yrs ago, I bet that school has been a school for those gifted with stupidity.

One of the grads lives right behind me.

I mean give me a break la, right, you find that someone photographing at the window back of your house as intruding your privacy, THEN JUST SAY SO! Why the need for yelling and screaming as if someone raped your mom, grandmother and also your great grandmother? Educated in Australia some more…no wonder you’re back here. (Cinabengs let’s sing – Welcome Back!)

However, after the entire fiasco, the old lady regained her composure, got her brains functioning again, no more acting like a monkey god and asked me, “what’s ur name ah boy?”

“francis.”

“ohh. I’m Lau.”

“oh hi Lau Tai.”

“where are you studying?”

“(my honest answer)”

“ohh my kids, 3 of them, all studied in Australia.” (so what? i don't see that they have learned anything there.)

“hahaha nvm la hor…ppl say bu da bu siang shi (dun fight won’t know each other)”

“hahaa really?” (stupid philosophy. why not try ideas like don't rape won't know the excitement of it? if wanna know there are many channels. through quarrels like this are stupid. yet they take it as a philosophy. i told ya, school for the stupids.)

“ok la next time talk to you again.”

“well, aunty sorry for everything.”

“it’s ok. Next time talk again.”

I slammed the door shut. So now you know why Indonesia has so much shits in their country? Coz of ppl like this. Ppl stand by their window in their room looking around can be accounted as peeping her. THIS IS MY BLOODY HOUSE LEH. I CAN WANK BY MY WINDOW ALSO IF I WANT TO.

I really can’t believe it. That house has 3 ladies. 2 are super fucking ugly and I’ve met them. The other one I haven’t but I am not hoping. That family is a bunch of freaks. Typical, nonsensical and barbaric. Never associate with this category of the society lest you’re one of them.

Langkawi and Penang

2005-10-18T00:28:00.000+08:00

As with the Bangkok trip, I have difficulty relating everything into words. Hence, pictures will speak for me. These are selected pics out of 400 over pics.

The Burmese Temple in Penang. Just opposite the Reclining Buddha Temple.

Hey, we're on candid camera!

Cable car in Langkawi...nothing grandeur about it.

My favourite spot among all places. Cheong Fatt Tze Mansion, Penang! Woohoo! RM300 to stay a night in this freaking cool mansion. Lol.

Some local chinese tycoon built this to commemorate Queen Victoria's birthday. This is just beside Port Swettenham, Penang.

Batu Ferengghi beach, Penang.

Sir Francis Chiang(not Light anymore.) at Fort Cornwallis, Penang.

The statue of the Goddess of Mercy at Kek Lok Si Temple in Penang

An aerial view of Langkawi's Pantai Kok from the cable car at <700m.(Coz the peak is 700m.)

A jetty beside a petrol kiosk. Passed by this area at least 3 times just to find that stupid Summer Palace where Anna and the King was shot.

Khoo Kongsi along Lebuh Armenian in Penang. Dr. Sun Yat Sen's Penang base is in the vicinity of that area, but I suggest you skip it.

Kek Lok Si Temple in Penang, one of the most magnificent Buddhist Temple I've ever seen.

Komtar Penang, the tallest tower in the whole of Penang. Only good for viewing.

Penang Municipal Council, located along the Esplanade.

Penang Bridge, 13.5km in length and is able to withstand earthquake up to 7.5 magnitude on the Ritcher scale.

Sakuntala. Whatever it is, it came from Bali and that was all I needed to know.

Venomous viper snakes in the Snake Temple, Penang.

St. Anne Cathedral. The oldest cathedral in Malaysia. Located on mainland Penang.

St. George Church, housing the memorial for Sir Francis Light is just beside the Penang Museum.

Sunset pic taken from Coco Beach Restaurant in Pantai Kok, Langkawi.

This pic is very good, doncha think so?

Terembun Falls, you see la, this is a waterfall, northern Langkawi.

Underwater World, Langkawi. OPENING HRS: 9.30am.

My yacht la. What else.

max n' scooby

2005-09-18T02:04:00.000+08:00

Two rascals just had their bath. Scooby is always enjoying getting on Max' nerves. This is scooby's fav act - biting his face.

Pic was taken by my eldest brother. I should revert back to my mooncakes now. I only get to eat these things once in a year. I'll never forgive myself if I were to abstain from such fabulous food. Enjoy your mooncake festival ppl!

let me tell u what i'm thinking now..

2005-09-05T00:02:00.000+08:00

I am already dreaming of my holiday trip, which is around next month. I am hoping that the clock could tick 10 times faster for that week to come.

At the same time, I hope the clock ticks 10 times slower coz MY BLARRRDY FINAL EXAM IS COMING IN LESS THAN 20 DAYS!!!!!!

God must be damn pissed with flicks like me.

"So you want it fast or slow now?"
"I don't know."
"Take a number and wait for the lightning. Next prayer request pls."

Ok, I've farted it out. Thanks for smelling.

Hades is around.

2005-09-03T19:19:00.000+08:00

Perhaps in my past life, I've signed a pact with Hades to be his witness.

Another death. A 20 yrs old, male, faint in the lavatory and just left like that. No reasonable cause of death, no foul play, nothing. 'Sudden death' doctors called it.

It used to be diseases that brought death to my eyes. And then it was accidents that contributed to the death toll. Then now, it gets even rosier...it's sudden death.

Unforseen, unexplainable and unaccountable.

So they say life is precious, life is sacred, don't waste your life, don't waste your time, take life seriously...etc. I could only blink my eyes in acknowledgement of those statements. Blink, blink and more blinks. And then, 'Ok ma, time's up. We've got to go for lunch.'

I have never taken heed of these advices. At least not dead seriously. Until I met an accident. An accident that almost sent me to either heaven's gate or hell's flame. I shudder everytime I think of it. That feeling of not being in control of situation at such moment can really make you wet your pants.

So I was reminded by God. Reminded that by a simple twist of fate, I could end up in garbage. Nights after the accident, I dreamt of myself confined in my own personal coffin where I could only roll inside, should God put life back in me. I could not hear anything until the next day when I heard someone else being buried and funeral hymms could be heard. And then I'll decompose and contribute to fossil fuel generation.

Yet one reminder is never enough for ppl like me. More is needed for the word D-E-A-T-H to be hard-coded in my head. Hence, another less petrifying but similar incident that reminded me of the former accident. Just a simple hint like that will squeeze my neurons squirting out relevant search results.

I guess there have been enough of reminders. I've experienced it. I know the signs are trying hard to get themselves seen or heard. From the magnitude it's banging on my ears, how can I be not observant enough to learn of them?

The worst has yet to come and this is prolly just the appetizer.

It'll only get uglier. Trust me.

learning about my phone after a yr of usage.

2005-09-03T00:25:00.000+08:00

Time to venture into photo blogging instead. Text is dull. I just found out that my phone cam could actually zoom the other day, after a year! This shows my ignorance level for practically, everything. Sigh.

Theme: The Desk

Time to sleep. Good nites ;)

cursed u are.

2005-09-01T21:09:00.000+08:00

dun let me see ur fucking face ever.

chicken and cow story.

2005-08-16T00:18:00.000+08:00

Manusia ni memang pentingkan diri sendiri!

Lembu : Kenapa kau kata macam tu?
Ayam : Tengoklah. Apa mereka buat kat aku!
Lembu : Hah! Buat apa pulak?
Ayam : Aku ni bertelur hari-hari. Aku cadang naklah dapat anak dua tiga ekor. Orang kata ada juga waris aku bila aku dah tak de nanti. Tapi manusia ni memang tak berhati perut. Hari-hari dia orang makan telor aku, macamana aku nak dapat anak!
Lembu : Alah! Kau punya masaalah kecil aja!
Ayam : Maksud kau?
Lembu : Aku ni, kalau fikirkan nasib aku lagi malang. Rasa nak bunuh diri pun ada. Bayangkan, hari-hari manusia minum susu aku tapi sorang pun tak pernah panggil aku MAK! Ayam : ....

Human are selfish.

Cow: Why do you say that?
Chicken: Look! Look what they have done to me!
Cow: Hah! What's it?
Chicken: I lay eggs everyday. I was planning to have a few kids. As ppl say, you have a few to inherit things when you're not around someday. But human are heartless. They steal and eat my eggs everyday, how am I supposed to get kids!
Cow: Ahh, yours is just a small matter.
Chicken: What do you mean?
Cow: Come to think of it, my luck is worse than you. Felt like dying sometime. Imagine this, human drink my milk everyday but none of them call me Mom.
Chicken: ...

Ok well, the English version doesn't sound that smooth. But I almost laugh my lungs out just now when I read it.

Moral of the story: Always acknowledge people who have allowed you to suck milk.

Everyone's Changing - Keane

2005-08-12T01:33:00.000+08:00

You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can
You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

Youre gone from here, soon you will disappear
Fading into beautiful light
Cause everybody's changing
And I don't feel right

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

Oh everybody’s changing and I don’t feel the same

The Great Sumatra Haze

2005-08-10T23:55:00.000+08:00

The University has declared that campus will be closed for 2 days due to the deteriorating condition of the haze. Exams postponed, classes cancelled, and most importantly, I get to go home, which is just as hazy.

Pic taken by NASA's imaging satellite on the hotspots.

I have no idea what's the API ratings now. All I know I'm doing this world a noble task by filtering the air through my pair of lungs. Indonesians just never learn from history, if only God could sweep another tsunami across Sumatra to put off those peat fires and banish those fire starters.

race to get lung cancer - everyone is a winner!

2005-08-10T11:59:00.000+08:00

Updated : 11:30 AM MYT on August 10, 2005

Observed at Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia (History)
Elevation : 72 ft / 22 m
Condition : Hazy
Current T : 86 °F / 30 °C
Heat Index: 93 °F / 34 °C
Humidity : 66%
Dew Point : 73 °F / 23 °C
Wind : 1 mph / 2 km/h from the South
Pressure : 29.83 in / 1010 hPa
Visibility: 0.3 miles / 0.5 kilometers

So help me God. I do not want to win this race. I do not want the Grand Prize. Give the Indonesians back this trophy. They deserve to be the winner since they initiated the race.

The Grand Prize

Analogy to the haze situation: Nazi concentration camp and the people are slowly gased to death. Where's the Geneva Convention to secure my rights?

Stupidity of Life

2005-08-10T03:33:00.000+08:00

Flowers do not count their age,
Yet ladies just love their face,
Why do I just love to hate,
When life is all just part of fate.

Given a person gold and silver,
Yet still none wants to be my lover,
What's the point of sacrifice,
When no one cares to modify.

Always looking on the bright side,
Coz' the dark side makes us contrite,
Why do I often worship the world,
When it doesn't consider me a pearl.

Bidding farewell isn't fun,
But with goodbyes we'll see new sun,
Leaving the excess baggages of my life,
So light that I now felt deprived.

Final words always come in ease,
So that people can quickly leave,
Don't mock the gods for your misfortunes,
For they are just a bunch of cartoons.

Two went down.

2005-08-09T22:55:00.000+08:00

And so,

My life is now less burdened by one more paper. Just couldn't wipe that sheepish grin off my custard-loving face.(think of George in Desperate Housewives, exactly that sheepish grin.)

There was 30 questions, short answer questions. With only a few requiring me to state the variables involved and hence, the entire expression itself. Thinking that these are zero complexity questions, I went on scribbling answers for the remaining 'tougher' questions first. I was then left with 20 minutes to answer just 4 damn questions. 4 damn short answer questions that required no calculations, just variables and exact expression of the formula.

Until, what flooded my mind was only the telescope model. Well, you see, I've been dying to purchase an entry-level telescope for my own celestial viewing addiction. Since there will be Perseid meteors and Mars will be getting pretty close to Earth in the month of August(NOT at 50K miles you morons.),so perhaps, getting an entry level telescope is suffice to accomodate my amateuristic crave for these celestial bodies.

Hence, we went for serious surfing online. Initially, we found a pretty value buy telescope on a local online auction site. Seriously it was darn cheap. At RM225, I would have snap it up by pawning my cellphone. As paranoid as anyone could be about online scams, I could only bite my lips and bailed myself from any scams. More surfings went on and we came across this local company that seemed like a specialist in satisfying the needs of stargazers.

Voila! And I found her! Hehehehe..

Model : R60700ES

SPECIFICATIONS:
Obj Lens : 60mm Achromatic Objective Lens
Aperture : 60mm (2.2")
Focal Ratio : 11.6
Focal Length: 700mm
Mount : Single Arm Altazimuth Mount
Tripod : Aluminium Adjustable Tripod with accessory tray
Finder : 5x24mm Finderscope
Accessories : K25/H12, 3x Barlow Lens, Star Diagonal, Dust Cap & Operating Manual
Price : RM599 (NOW LESS 10%)

BRIEF DESCRIPTION:
An economical and easy-to-operate beginning telescope, ideal for lunar and planetary objects viewing. Be an astronomer at very young age! FREE SHIPPING TO PENINSULAR but RM25 for shipping to Sarawak & RM35 to Sabah. Promotion Price RM539.
Extra bonus: 1x 2X Barlow Lens, 1 x Map compass, 1 x 9x50 Freefocus binocular

Anyway, in line with my outburst obsession over telescopes, as well as my compulsive regurgitation of the specifications, model number and price, these things actually did overwrite the formulas I memorized earlier. Everytime I tried to spell out that formula, my brain could only produce this search result - R60700ES.

What the hell! I needed the formula for full recombination of EHP and it was definitely not R60700ES. Anyway, it was over. The questions' weightage wasn't that significant anyway. Philanthropists, cheerful givers, donors, sponsors, people who wants to help people to achieve dreams, do help me. You could find a better deal for me, you could donate your old telescope to me, or you could just give money..to instill interest and support space exploration in Third World countries. Lol.

nothing with delight.

2005-08-07T20:38:00.000+08:00

Midterm break ends tonight,
Reverting back to that hellish sight,
How I wish I have that might,
To burn down my campus by tonight.

The Prayer

2005-08-07T14:55:00.000+08:00

Grew up lacking a pillar,
Grown up unlike a tower,
Knowing just this much I could handle,
So, please don't draw me like a doodle.

The tulips bloom over the field,
and the meadow's green made me yield,
All I'm seeking is a better living,
can't you just grant me this scene?

Quality is what maketh the man,
Ostracized was I, the alice in wonderland,
why should I follow your steps,
when I just don't see the grasp?

When storm blows, and waves hit,
Mangrove plants just don't give a shit,
I'll make it, my lips could only pray,
All I dream is just a breakaway.

"Dreams achieved!" hits the headlines,
These people made it through no easy,
Shall I bid you a glass of champagne,
To show you, without you, life's just the same.

furongjiejie, i adore you!

2005-08-03T22:56:00.000+08:00

I didn't know about her blog until a couple of days ago. I was like, what the heck, just go grab a look la. It's just a blog, harmless. Since she used 'jiejie'(elder sister), she couldn't be aged more than 25, that's the ideal case if one were to adopt the title 'jie jie'.

With the help of broadband, her site popped up in no time. I guffawed nonstop until my entire stomach went into spasm. I just couldn't stop the burst everytime I read her blog. It was totally malignant and addictive. Her english is broken but I wasn't mocking at that. I was laughing at the way she writes. She's a classic, really a classic. I've never came across such blog before.

That 'gorgeous' look...causing an insatiable desire among ahpeks.

And her pics are pretty sexual in some way but unfortunately, in all ways it failed to arouse me. Maybe because it was very late then and I was exhausted ...so her D-cups and S-shapes just couldn't electrify me. Maybe something stronger next time jiejie...

I really hope she wouldn't take those derogatory and mean comments personally. She wanted hits and prolly this is an alternative of climbing the blogosphere celebrity chart. At least she's a somebody now. But if I ever see you in Shanxi, be sure that I will nail you to the rocks. And leave you there for some rapists' love rods. Lol.

Furongjiejie's blog can be accessed at this address:
http://sisterfurongjiejie.blogspot.com

where i hailed from.

2005-08-03T02:44:00.000+08:00

Got this pic from the local tech-website, Lowyat.net

A very beautifully taken night skyline of Kuala Lumpur.(right before Indonesia 'exported' their haze over.)

Come visit Malaysia! Lol.

Going to bed now. Good nites. I am coughing as I type. Imagine how thick the haze is...sometimes I just don't understand why can't those people stop the burning. I know fire could clear a plot of land pretty quick but the effects from it are simply not worth the burning.

1. You could have burnt someone's house down when they were copulating inside.
2. You could have torched some elephant's ass while he was running.
3. You could have given your kid(s) lung cancer and wife(ves) too.
4. You could have been charged for arson for causing 1).
5. You could have caused accidents on roads in Indonesia and Malaysia.
6. You could have taught some kids how to be arsonists.
7. You could have been charged for 2nd degree murder for causing 5).

One certain thing is, you made my air hazy, go die la you.

a trip to the hospital.

2005-08-02T23:36:00.000+08:00

Hours ago, I went to a private hospital with my mom to visit a very ill child. Not that she hasn't been ill before, in fact, she has been quite regular there judging from her health condition. I do not know her personally except by name and disability condition.

I was told by my mom prior to the visitation that she's 16, and I was expecting some grown up lass with at least 4 feet in length. As we entered the room, all I saw was this miniature sized girl, if I had to gauge her age, it wouldn't exceed 10. Even more appalling was that she weighs only, ONLY 15kgs. I know girls would die for such figure. And yet, she's dying because of such figure. This has absolutely no links with anorexia or bullemia. She's in the hospital because of her health conditions, steroids worked pretty much like the main course of her daily drug intake. As miraculous as steroids could be, they could be just as lethal by crippling every major internal organs. But there wasn't any second option to reduce her agony.

Her lungs are failing on her, which is the sole reason of why she's been admitted. I just couldn't bear seeing her in that state of hell. Her medications were aggravating her already phelgmatic endotracheal and her lungs couldn't work with her by coughing them out due to fact that the lungs too, were on the brink of collapsing as well. She was constantly coughing, choked by her own secretion, struggling with fever, with her throat, under a very heavily doped state. Food, I don't know if you call that food, but to me, it looked more like soup. Food has to be taken intravenously because any solid particles will only agitate her lungs causing discomfort and if unlucky, food could drift into her lungs causing more complications.

Hence, the nurses used some kind of suction machine by inserting a catheter down her throat, which was extremely uncomfortable and choking. It sounded murderous to me everytime I hear that choking and struggling sound. If I were in the next room, it could have sounded like they were trying to strangle her. Her mom was weeping, my mom was weeping, so were the others there. But the nurses had to. Else she'll just turn purple and bid goodbye.

I've lost count with numbers. I've been to infirmaries so often that I know the route to the wards better than the way to hotel rooms in hotels. This is really very disheartening. However, my mom told me that she is a very strong girl because every admission she's able to beat the shit out of her sickness and recuperate. Albeit the fact that her chances of survival are getting slimmer by the hours, there remains hope and we'll just cross our fingers, keeping her in prayers. Optimistism is crucial.

Just wanna remind you guys to appreciate your health. And keep it in good shape. I really hope to not make another trip to a hospital. Unless I need it myself.

hike in oil prices again?

2005-08-01T01:47:00.000+08:00

We've seen it coming. We've gone through this before and now we have to go through this again. The prices of oil products just never seem to depreciate. Oil is the blood to the world's economy and we know it. We know if the price skyrockets, inflations are bound to increase exponentially. So what's the government doing to balance this?

They said, the subsidy on petrol products must be reduced so that the money could be channeled into better use. While I do exert a great deal of belief that we need a substantial budget for development judging from our hungry appetite for world class architectures, world class infrastructures, world class transportation - basically an appetite to be a world class country.

Pragmatically, I like that. Everything lavish, cool, sleek and humongous. Who would say no to that? But if such ambitious dreams were to be fed using the public's taxes, then it had better be fucking good. Not just constructing a larger than life stadium and leave it stenched with urine and wastes after a world class event. It can't be said if there are unaccountables going around, but if the deaf and mute can feel that there are hanky-pankies, it could have been a bit too obvious to neglect.

Show us real developments, real standards and not just babbling of words spitted out along with sparkling saliva. Debate only serious issues during sessions. Not debates on how an air hostess should be wrapped in burqa instead of kebaya with high slit. Not like she's your daughter. Show us why are some people driving cars that their legs couldn't even reach the pedals. Why are some people able to spend off millions of pound in exclusive London casinos and are still gleefully returning home. There are so much to reveal, so much to relay and the people are often left in the puddle running low on patience.

Raise the people's wages if you want to shut mouths up. Else, continue the subsidy and don't leave a damn trail of your lovely deeds.

It could have been bigotry from my perspectives but I just don't give a damn now. Gotta fill my tank now.

everything is dying.

2005-07-31T14:53:00.000+08:00

I often envision changes, a complete turnover of the permutations of fate orbiting my world. Changes did come at first, and I was giving thanks on bended knees, thanking the punctilious Omnipotent One who created the heavens and earth for tweaking my despicable fate. But everyone knows the human soul is a tough shell to crack, as resilient it is, it always reverts back to the highway it traveled. So, life reverted. What I see now is the same old thing like those old grannies used to see and always speak with a hush tone - Death.

Death, I smell it everywhere. I smell it in my dog, my car, my family, my plants, my gadgets; everything in this world has it. Everything is decaying. Everything is on the brink of attrition. It is utterly regrettable that the sinful nature of mankind has only led us to our own peril, of such distasteful epilogue, but smelling death in things that are still alive? It is ironic but if there is an ad in the classifieds in search for a necromancer, I believe I’ll make quick bucks out of it.

Vaguely, my faith had taught me quite richly about death. So fulfilling that death was no longer gruesome or tearful, but it had to be rejoiced and celebrated for the soul has returned to paradise. Since then, I came to accept death as something inevitable, unforeseen, and unreasonable. It cannot be questioned, it cannot be replaced and it has been clocked since the days of the making.

As impeccable the ideology could have developed, nothing beats the experience. If only we could commune with the deceased via spiritual channels, questioning them on their pre-departure moments, pretty much of the equation could be simplified. But no, the dead are dead. Not because it is a taboo to speak to the dead.

Yet the subject is not about those gone and is subjected to past tense when brought up in funerals. It is about those present yet are gone. Like I see death in my dog’s eyes. I can see that weariness in him. I can see that ageing process taking place in everything around me. It came like an epidemic evolving and flexes its claws on everything around. The mind is dying, spirits are breaking, and everything I see is depressed. Even leaves withered as if it is meaningless to repeat the photosynthesis cycle everyday. So is the air, the water, they tasted bitter and somber whenever I inhale and gulp. Everything is giving up.

If these are the trade-offs from my earlier bargain, I pray for a regression. Disappointed I am over the outcome, but the most heart wrenching was that I always thought things would turn out utopia. Apparently, it did not turn out like the idealistic blueprint I had in my mind. It was a disaster. A mistake that costs lives. What stands before my very pair of eyes is just a lifeless being or do you prefer the euphemism of zombie? If only I could reverse the track back to the way it should be, will I be kneeling on my knees again for another favor of change?

I have learnt my lesson. Now please give me back my life.

for the love of everything, happy holidays!

2005-07-29T12:36:00.000+08:00

You guys will never be able to comprehend how ecstatic I am right now. Mid-term break starts tomorrow for the love of everybody.

Albeit there are 3 test papers awaiting me after the break, are they really that significant to me? I have never undertaken any test/exam papers with me pushed to the limits, so what's da fuss all about now? No fuss, no fuss. It's holiday. Woohoo!

I am just so damn gay now. I get easily exhilarated when thoughts of me being able to sleep in my own bed, surf my own net, eat my own food, watch my own TV, and shit in my lavatory. Woohoo! Paradise people! PARADISE!

I must have gotten overzealous over this 1 week break, but sniff my underwear and you'll know how breathless it has been for me. Nah, I change them on a daily basis.

For now, I need a good massage and a good drama. Boston Public in on. Happy holidays everyone. Please come back alive, I don't fancy funerals.

(I wanna be a Martha Huber. Always looking on the bright side.)

p/s: I might have used a harsher tone in the past entries and that's because I was a lil' under pressured. (Yeah right! Me being under pressured will be the last noble thing to ever happen to the world.)

I'm melting.

2005-07-27T13:06:00.000+08:00

I am not supposed to write on such sissy-suzy topic, it contradicts my macho-hirsute personality. But I'll give it a pass this time, since alpha males need to cry at times too. But I am not crying yet la. I swear.

There is really no better feeling than this.

Absolutely in paradise. These cakes were delicious. Lol, my saliva duct is now hyperactive and threatening to flood my mouth.

To Ass: Thank you thank you and thank you. There should be better words in the dictionary for this moment.

If an inquisitor(you know who you are.) questions me about this, I will damn myself to hell if I say these are merely cakes from Berry's.

the stupid buzzer finally buzzed.

2005-07-26T23:40:00.000+08:00

Finally that bugger work on me.

Thanks for buzzing. Now, please buzz off.

From this experience, I will daringly, darnly, cross my healthy heart by saying this,

I WILL NOT DO A MINI PROJECT AGAIN. NEVER AGAIN.(unless paid.)

With an endless list of regrets and puny appreciatives, the effort-injected vs. satisfaction-gained ratio is simply not worth being accomodated by my ultra calculative nature.

Should there be a future relapse, this shall be the precedent that I hope to have set for the rest of my life.

Go to hell, audio mixer.

stop calling my number you crap head!

2005-07-23T19:00:00.000+08:00

My entire week has been pretty lackdaisical. The last thing I need for the weekend is some fucking moron who hid his/her number (appearing on my phone as UNKNOWN) calling me without uttering one single fucking simple word thru the earpiece. All I got is some wanker's breathing sound plus some cheapskate table fan running low on lube oil as background sound effect.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

I wouldn't mind talking to you but you have to talk to me in order for me to respond right? So stop being a pussy and spit out some words. You can give out an infinite number of "Ahh" and I will be more than glad to help you to achieve your greatest orgasm in life. Besides, I will gallantly introduce myself if you're some horny lass who needs companionship for the weekend.(No FuRongJieJie pls.)

Fortuitously, despite your no-brainer meaningless prank calls, I can still be your skanky rag doll at a minimum fee but pls, do this the right way...there's always a standard protocol for shits like this.

SO STOP FUCKING PRANK CALLING ME! MY BATTERY IS RUNNING FLAT REAL SOON AND I DO NOT HAVE A CHARGER HERE WITH ME. A TRILLION THANKS GO TO YOU FOR THAT. AND IT'S NOT FUNNY AT ALL.

Thanks.

TO OTHERS: Enjoy your weekends!

craps

2005-07-21T01:51:00.000+08:00

I had bitter gourd for dinner and Asster said that I am a man of bitterness. The bitter gourd was extremely bitter that it led me to believe that I am a man of bitterness after all. So it seems that fate between me and that vege has been sealed in heavens that whenever I eat them, I am able to trace back my roots of such tasteless choice.

But the reason I eat bitter gourd is because they are power-packed with shits essential to my body, which is always low on minerals due to my ever-thirsty esophagus. The alarming rate of me raising the floodgate to squelch any desertification agenda of my internal organs deserves some attention. Anybody can tell why am I getting so dehydrated?

Soon after dinner, the issue of the gifted students society surfaced. I strongly believe that a fellowship or rather a communion of some sort is seriously needed for these brilliant minds. They could come together and crank up some solutions that might reverse or undeep the deep shits happening around. These ppl have the brains to explore unchartered territory of the future, paving ways for liberal ideologies, enacting new radical laws for peace and maybe coming up with an updated edition of Kama Sutra.

It is good to see that there's such society formed out there replacing the aged secret societies once dominated by real geniuses. I am crossing my fingers and expecting a myriad of technologies, patents, inventions, laws, decrees, ideologies and witty sex pose popping out soon.

I do hope this society thing works out, in Malaysia, else it will be just some futile blatant appeal to vanity with a price tag for these huge brains.

If only we could imprison these huge brains and tap their brain power through organic grid computing, I think this world will always have a better tomorrow. Their brains could be some power field besides than just a CPU. Cold fusion will be the last decade technology. Ok, enough of shits unleashed off my ass. Time to do some revision before someone decides to crack my skull to see if there's anything left inside.

I will not share those with you.

2005-07-15T18:17:00.000+08:00

A blog is to blog about practically anything but not everything. I will never share every single intimate moments of my life on this stupid information highway where Osama bin Laden could be browsing my blog during tea.

Will only share things worth sharing. So don't ask me to write about the color of my crap in the morning, the zits I pressed out of my face or anything as cute as those.

Leaving now for my sweet weekend. It's gonna be a very hectic one. But I'm gonna love it. Enjoy your weekends!

fragility of life

2005-07-14T12:43:00.000+08:00

Every now and then, as a grown up youth, witnessing uneasy situations in this world, as if you've been prepared after years for events as such, just crushes you from within. With occurence increasing in folds as we march towards our own grave, it is factually inevitable we shall say, and that most of us do have an expectations-mechanism laid in place. Such that when elders passed away, the loss is often minimal.

So death has lost its exclusivity when you've approached that golden age. There is a social expectation that when you're old, you've somewhat done with the journey. I am not cursing anyone to lay rest in a coffin, but would like to reiterate that the gravity on the fragility of life does not converge on the aged people instead this fragility covers all unexpected, unorthodox and shocking death that brings anguish at its fullest impact. i.e, terrorism - although it has been losing its vigor due to overusage.

With the emergence of superbugs that are virtually immortal to our pathetic line of cocktailed antiviral drugs, which are light years away from 'sufficient', we're now lambasted with genetic mutations, not the Fantastic Four yet though. Probably when our genetics see us fighting against our own species, they too, went sadistic and commit atrocities in the system.

It is absurdly shocking to find out that my friend, a senior who is merely a year elder than me, has contracted the disease simply known as SLE(Systematic Lupus Erythematosus.) While the medical term of it sounds pretty 'systematic' and non-fatal, it turned out to be hellspawn. There are 1.5 million ppl in the US who are suffering from this with 90% of them are females. Well, I hate statistics. Let's get to the facts.

The origin of the disease is not known till today. Reason of contracting is still not known and worst thing is that there's no way of treating it. An excerpt from the SLE Foundation in NY wrote this, "Just twenty years ago, only 40 percent of people with lupus were expected to live more than three years following diagnosis. Now with earlier diagnosis, the latest therapies and careful monitoring, most people with lupus can look forward to a normal lifespan."
I don't feel hopeful after reading it.

I used to be pretty ignorant about these issues. I might be aware of their terms, but usually I'll just brush it off as 'another human fate.' Until people close to me actually got diagnosed with it, I felt the dying need to be aware. It might not have a cure, life will never be the same, everyday is a day of anticipating, but nevertheless, I savored this elixir of life from my senior's life, which is cherish those around you, bring more smiles and live each day to the fullest until you're laid to rest.

p/s: My senior is still very much alive and is still attending lectures with me. Do not make assumption that she's dead. Instead, pray. If you do not trust divine interventions, it's okay. Donate money for research works. Money is trustable to all, I suppose.

Nokia Starlight Cinema

2005-07-09T13:09:00.000+08:00

Some of the pics taken before the airing of Sepet at the Bukit Kiara Equestrian Club.

Reviews?

Just 2 words.

Absolutely wonderful.(I have never been to other better places. Indoor cinemas are well, they do have the posh seats with sophisticated sound system, but what beats the cool breeze, superb movie, large raintrees, starlight, few aeroplanes, horse dunk and an amazingly cool crowd of audience?)

Nothing beats the starlight cinema.

You ought to try it or you'll never forgive yourself for the rest your life with addition of your next few generations too.

Cool tips: Bring pizza. We saw ppl's jaw dropped when we're eating the hot, steamy, cheesy pizza with slurping sound echoing the open skies. We're just so selfish, I know. But we do need to pamper ourselves at times like these. It was like the best place one could ever dream to be at during such moment. Try it, and you'll testify.

You'll never regret it unless you have impaired hearing/eyesight. Or you're just plain dumb.

Come invest, come invest, come invest

2005-06-30T00:17:00.000+08:00

My obsession with optics and properties of crystal have been fairly contagious with some of my fellow compatriots.

Everyone I know knows I love liquid crystal displays.
Everyone I know knows I love photons.
Everyone I know knows I love photovoltaic cells.
Everyone I know knows I love ambiance lightings.
Everyone I know knows I love plasma displays.
Everyone I know knows I love projection of lights.

Hey..

My major is in optical engineering. You can't blame me for having such overly-enthusiasm in these shits. It only shows how bloody right the path I am in, with the right course, right attitude, right idea and right obsession.

Now again, with a huge THANK YOU to my lecturer in optoelectronics, an ultra brilliant (brilliant to me at least)idea cropped up in my puny-lesbian brain.

Honestly I believe this idea could be something fucking BIG if enough modal is injected into it. Return on investment should never be questioned coz if you listen to my proposal, you can only gasp and be asthmatic. Yes, it is that bad..

I would say, it is quite a nascent thingy in our local shores with practically no brain(s) thought of it...which made me wonder WHY, WHY, WHY? Why NOT in Malaysia? Maybe they are waiting for me all this while...LOL.(drooling)

Anyway, proposals will only be given and explained in detail to potential investors or entirely up to my own prerogative of whether you are eligible for such noble idea.

Feel free to offer your amount of investment. A thank-you card will be sent to you should the idea comes into realization or else, your investment will be turned into a bondless scholarship. You'll still get a thank-you card for whichever scenario.

Thank you in advance.

my enlightenment spot: the petrol kiosk

2005-06-25T13:02:00.000+08:00

While I was on my way home yesterday from the airport, I stopped by at the petrol kiosk along the expressway, taking advantage of the MYR1.51/litre petrol(standard Klang Valley price would be MYR1.52/litre.)

Gauging from the capacity of my gas tank, I could prolly save up 5 dear bucks?

Anyway, this is not the climax for this post.

Right, so I was filling up my tank at the kiosk. Given the ample free time, I couldn't help but look around - cars, people, planes taking off...etc.

I looked to the adjacent station and I saw this Indian family with an Oriental-looking person. A friend, I thought. He was staring at me, blank, while I was quite loss at what should my reaction be, I gave a smile back. He smiled. Ok, done.

Then I heard the Indian man preaching about places-to-see in KL to that Oriental guy, and the moment he opened up his mouth to speak, I bet he has to be a Japanese. I am always intrigued by Japanese people. Hence, I kept on eavesdropping on their conversation. I AM SORRY OK? I COULDN'T HELP IT. IT WAS BLOODY INTRIGUING.

I was quite dumbfucked by that Japanese's body gesture. He seemed to be so nervous that he was holding both his palms together, squeezing, rubbing, twisting his fingers...like a child preparing himself to be spanked on the ass. Not sure if he realised his gestures, but if I can witness and interprete it, I think the Indian family could do the same?

The perception that Japanese are always superior, or at least, having that level of self-esteem that normal peasant does not hold seem to be false for some. This guy, should be in his 40s, was almost on the verge of breaking his fingers from the way he's bending them.

Why is he in such hostile environment? If he is not comfortable with the Indian family, he probably should not plan this trip with this family in the wee. It was some holiday shit from what I heard - Bukit Bintang, Twin Towers, Museum, Cyberjaya, Crafts Museum...etc. I am sure he is not a racist. I would prefer the euphemism of culture adjustment shock. The Indian family comprised of the parents and one grown up son like me, including the Japanese, all 4 in one small Kancil with the mom as the chauffeur.

Could that have freaked him out? Or was he some gutless person doing self-travelling for the first time?

Whatever it is, the idea that all Japanese are great, no longer holds water(or petrol for this case.) I know my idea has been an imbecile one but this will refine my thoughts to accomodate the next scene.

Scooby

2005-06-25T12:02:00.000+08:00

Many have wondered why the hell am I commuting between home and campus for the entire week...I can explain, I tell you. First, it was due to car servicing, which someone has to drive my brother else he would need to hibernate at the service centre unproductively for the entire bloody day. Secondly, I need to milk my dog using a bottle that came with a mini pacifier...not through my tits you idiot.

I will upload some of the pics taken using my cheapskate phone cam.

Lazy to narrate. You have eyes to see, I suppose. And brains to comprehend. However, one of the pic showed my Max, the 9 yrs old grumpy old dog who is currently undergoing some mid-life crisis since the day Scooby came. I have no idea of how I should be helping him and therefore the decision to clad him in a yellow shirt donated by my housemate, MY, to him so that he can be a monk and search for a deeper peace.

But, I should have known, with his gangster, pervert, violent and psycho personality, cladding him as a monk will do no good. He ripped off the yellow robe and decided to roam naked around the house again, with all the glory he still has.

Sigh.

From TV: Grads today.

2005-06-18T00:30:00.000+08:00

I was watching a Chinese debate on TV earlier on. The debate touched on the quality of graduates today, the purpose of life, objectives of choosing a course of study...etc. In other words, everything about a graduate.

It started on the jobless rates of graduates. These think-tanks claimed that it is the attitude of graduates themselves who are to be blamed for not being employed - not competitve, demanding for high salary, lack of basic skills...etc.

I think this first part applies only to a minority. I would say the majority are competitive, at least marginal. Salary is a common need - everyone wants a bloody high starting pay, just that some are less smart in negotiating. Lack of basic skills, again, this applies to only a minority, which I think should be jobless for life.

Then they started flaming on the graduates' over-lavish lifestyle.

Let me roughly quote:
1. They are driving better cars than me. (commented by the professor.)
2. They are getting better things compared to us in our times. (some idiot's comment.)
3. They are spending beyond their means. (Fine.)

For the first statement,
I think the professor has no brains for progress. He's stucked in his time, thinking that only a professor can drive a good car. Anyone below a professor level, should ride a kaput vespa?

Second statement,
Another idiot who is stucked in his time. We're getting better things than the previous generation, and if that's bad, are they not getting better things than their previous generation as well? So what's the fuss? If they insist on upholding their stance, I believe they should live in caves, clad in leaves and cook with stones.

For the first both statements, I think that both of these self-acclaimed think-tanks couldn't be content, in other words, these ppl are envious of the new generation. If everyone is to follow his/her parents' footstep, where does development fit in? If everyone has to use a gadget older than their parents, when does new gadgets come in? They should know that everyone has their days. Theirs are over. Ours have just begun, but it will end one day as well.

The last statement, I have to agree. But do not blame it entirely on the graduates. Blame it on the financial institutions providing these services as well, which again, if no one uses these services, do you think our banks can expand its coffer? Do you think if the ppl all over the world did not spend that extravagantly, Malaysia could sustain its GDP?

Grads chose the wrong course, according to the idiots, a course not in demand by the market, then the question, what is a degree?

Is it for money? Or is it an education?

A course not in demand in market does not mean the grad made a bad choice. He/she might have an interest in that course, let's say, paleontology. He/she is bound to find no lucrative job in the market, so what? The question of, should we mass-produce graduates for the needs of the market or rather, should we be producing graduates for the future of the country has to be answered by both that idiots.

Malaysia has been accelerating its production of grads in the tech sector and finance sector, which is good of course. But come 2020, the year our country is supposed to achieve her developed-nation status, do we have any experts in the field of paleontology, languages, history, art, cross-culture, astronomy, marine biology, forestry..etc?

Are we having just engineers, financiers, lawyers, doctors, janitors,..etc?

Professors are smart ppl. Yet, they think like babies sucking milk - no thinking involved. Babies just suck.

No wonder the saying, once a third world country forever a third world country.

In short, a nation strata elevation is virtually impossible if the mindsets of ppl remain primitive and unprogressive.

useless bitch

2005-06-14T10:23:00.000+08:00

I have an uncle who has a good friend and he has a daughter. A useless daughter.

This useless daughter, I will call her Ah Stupid so that she looks good in this entry.

Ah Stupid was accepted into the university I am currently attached to, she was overjoyous BUT, she told her dad this, "Daddy, I don't want to live so far without you."

Her daddy was touched.

Her daddy being an idiot who has no common sense in bringing up a child, bought her a first class airticket to fly her small ass to my university for the orientation week.

And my nightmares begin.

My uncle called me for a numerous times to remind me to receive her at the airport, send her to the university, make sure she's comfy...basically, be her slave.

Unfortunately I was working on the day of her arrival so I could snake my way out of driving myself to the airport and bla bla bla, naive was I to think that it was over.

I wanted to give her a call, a courtesy call, to ask if she's alright, if she needed anything...etc. But my phone rang before I could call her. It was Ah Stupid on the line...the conversation goes like this.

Ah Stupid : Hi, are you francis?
Me : Ya. You're Ah Stupid right?
Ah Stupid : Yes, I am Ah Stupid.
Me : How was your orientation week?
Ah Stupid : Ok la...francis, I need you to do me a favor.
Me : What's it?
Ah Stupid : I need you to buy me red apples.
Me : ...
Me : Why red apples?
Ah Stupid : Oh coz I am very nervous in my first week here, so if I don't eat
some fruits, I won't be able to crap.
Me : ...
Me : I will get them for you.
Ah Stupid : Thank you thank you thank you.

So I went to the hypermart and grab a fucking bag of red apples. Passed it to my friend who is going back to campus and asked for his help to pass it to her.

Later that day, I called her.

Me : Hey Ah Stupid, my friend is going over to campus to pass you the apples.
Ah Stupid : Don't come ah, I am having orientation now.
Me : Ok, he'll come at night.
Ah Stupid : Ok. Thank you thank you thank you.

Later evening, I called her again.

Me : Ah Stupid, my friend is going over to campus to pass you the apples.
Ah Stupid : Don't come now. I am in my room on the 5th floor. I don't want to go
down and come back up again.
Me : (bitch.)
Me : Tomorrow then?
Ah Stupid : Ya come tomorrow.
Me : Bye.

Next day morning, I called her again.

Me : Morning, can I deliver you your apples now?
Ah Stupid : Don't want la, the sun is shining so brightly now.
Me : What?
Ah Stupid : At night la.
Me : (really bitch.)
Me : Ok la ok la. Bye bye.

Then she called me in the evening,

Ah Stupid : When are you coming back? I want to go shopping. Can you bring me?
Me : (shocked) No no..I am very busy.
Ah Stupid : Aii...can you come back and bring me to a laundry at least? I have a
lot of soiled clothes.
Me : Your hostel has a laundry. Ask your seniors.
Ah Stupid : Do you eat out? Can you take away something nice for me?
Me : And purposely drive to campus to pass it to you?
Ah Stupid : Cannot? Cannot then never mind about it.
Me : (duh. of course never mind abt it la.)
Me : Some other time ok?
Ah Stupid : I miss my apples. I miss daddy. I miss my home
Me : (shut up and get a life.)
Me : I got to go. Bye.

And yesterday, she msged me on the phone.

Ah Stupid : I thought your laundry is those put coins and self operate machines.
Me : (smack head) This is not UK?
Ah Stupid : I let the lady wash my undergarments all. How?
Me : If she washes them then let her wash la.
Ah Stupid : She won't steal?
Me : I don't know.
Ah Stupid : Where are you now?
Me : Outside having dinner.
Ah Stupid : Why never call me along?
Me : The car is already full.
Ah Stupid : Next time must leave a place for me ok? (Note the word 'MUST')
Me : Will try la. Got to go. Bye bye.

And the rest is history. She got her apples. Even the process of coming down from her hostel room was quite dramatic. She asked her roommate to accompany her and her roommate, Ah Sum, came down along but only halfway. The moment they saw me, they were playing tug-of-war at the stairs. And her other roommate was looking down from her room.

I wonder if these outstation(to sound nice.) girls have never seen a guy before? What's with those "come with me la.." and the other one gazing down like an eagle preying for her food? Overpampered girls I would call them...should be dumped into a cage and sent to pimps, make them serve people instead of ppl serving them as a boot camp.(or national service?)

flaming hot peri-peri

2005-06-13T00:05:00.000+08:00

The moment I set foot into my house, my body instantly sensed the abrupt change of temperature and I knew my body will not tolerate the humidity...not instantly at least.

This is the problem I face everytime I come back to my desert home. Deserts are supposed to be bloody freezing during the night but this desert I am living in, Cyberjaya, is completely the antithesis of the common characteristics shared by all deserts.

I need to chill out in front of two 17" fan. And yet, the wind is bloody warm.

I am typing in a very awkward position, which I will illustrate to you shortly because I can hardly move my neck now. I have no table in my room yet, which is why I have to do my typings, chattings, surfings on the bed - flat.

Will be checking out some dirt cheap furnitures in the nearest populated area tmr...Puchong, I guess.

Let's hope I could iron everything out straight before I kill myself over the extreme adjustments my body has to get accustomed with.

This is when I dream of Iceland. Or just a plain block of ice will do the trick. But ice melts under high temperatures. Futile effort.

If only we could have some freak weather now...i.e, snow, blizzard..etc. How lovely would that be?

Extras:
This is the illustration as promised.

I couldn't believe myself at first that I could actually portray myself in such a sexy pose albeit the lousy graphical skills I possess.

cheese salad

2005-06-12T17:26:00.000+08:00

I am gonna make salad for this week.

My home-made recipe:

1. Some veggies.
2. Olive oil.
3. Salt.
4. Smoked bacon.
5. Some ham.
6. Cream cheese.
7. More veggies.

Voila! Start having healthy meals before you become like seals.

The recipe came into my mind when I was sleeping. That was right after I watched that Kylie Kwang cooking programme on Discovery Travel & Living channel.

Wanna try?

(kekekekeke...)

having lunch with the armpit lady

2005-06-12T13:20:00.000+08:00

I am not a sexist. I do not make sexist remarks. I do not condone to sexism. Girls who know me will agree.(ok, gals can start nodding heads.)

But armpit hair on gals? PLS, NO. It's disgusting, grotesque and provoking!

I have came across articles touching on equal rights and shits like that, but girls always say that equal rights should only be practised in certain fields but when it comes to manners and etiquettes, gender differences must still be taken into consideration - gentlemen will say 'Ladies first.' and etc. I'm good with it.

Hence, ladies should always portray that feminine side of herself or else why the hell would guys be gentle to a, butch? Butches wouldn't want us to be gentle anyway right?

It is a general perception that having bodily hair is a symbol or rather, a prerogative of men...and this perception of masculinity has been there for ages since the days of Barney.

So why are these ladies, middle-aged ladies, not shaving their armpit hair? You can be less conscious towards your outward appearance but putting on less makeups, but armpit hair HAS TO GO FOR THE SAKE OF HUMANITY! At least take others into consideration, have the courtesy to at least wear a shirt with sleeves so as to conceal those frizzy lil' twiggies.

The worst thing was, it happened at the restaurant. I was having lunch when I saw this lady bloody scratching her armpit. I was stunned. I have never seen such huge reserve ever in my life, even guys have less I reckon. However, it was most fortunate that the restaurant was a bloody chaotic one...else I would have had to succumb to the sound of her brushing armpit hair. In that case, I will definitely turn the table, run to a convenient store (in this case, Watson.), grab an ultra-sharp razor, give her and force her to shave on the spot.

That's more like it, I would say.

And make her pay for that razor.

And also my lunch.

Prolly that's why ppl always say that Malaysians can really lack that basic civic-consciousness. Armpit hair! Ugh.

I will survive!

2005-06-11T13:42:00.000+08:00

I've packed and I am ready to return to my nation's infamous intelligent city who doesn't seem to give a fuck to her archrivals around the world.

This time with a new spirit, new hopes, new expectations, which are all awaiting to be torn apart again by these cunning-pariah-useless exam papers that reward only regurgitation of words from error-rich online notes, which are always favored by expected-to-be-leaders who regurgitate exactly like the Tibetan monks.

Nah, I think they should be exalted(like a monk)not squashed like a roach(for their effort.)

Hence I guess this new breath is not that new after all...it has been this halitosis after all this while. Sigh.

Then I heard this song by Gloria Gaynor.

She's electricfying.

Lyrics - I Will Survive:
---
First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me

Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive

It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me
---

The lyrics might not be right in context but I am saying that I will survive. TQ.
(This song always got me on ecstasy.)

The World

2005-06-11T09:59:00.000+08:00

I have always wanted to travel the world. (as if no one else wanted it..noob.)

I have dreams that I will be in many parts of the world. (my brain is very good at simulations.)

Hence, before my brain cells erode themselves into sperm cells, it's wise for me to prepare the list of countries that I would want to live in or at least, visit. (sounded like some pre-Alzheimer practise.)

Loren Eisely once said that the journey is difficult, immense. We will travel as far as we can, but we cannot in one lifetime see all that we would like to see or to learn all that we hunger to know.

So I won't be expecting much.

Here goes the the list:

Places I will want to live in:
1. Hong Kong
2. Japan (any cities will do.)
3. London
4. New York City
5. Los Angeles
6. Zurich
7. Shanghai
8. Moscow
9. Seoul
10. Brussels

Places I will want to visit:
1. Cambodia
2. Vietnam
3. India
4. Nepal
5. Africa (North)
6. China (impoverish areas.)
7. Israel-Egypt-Jordan
8. Europe
9. The Philippines
10. South America

Right, I know I overexpected.

I know it is kinda prejudice to have the greater countries in my 'must-live' list and less-great countries in 'only-for-visit' list but this is the truth. No one would wanna live in a country where basic sanitation is no sanitaton. Paying a visit might could already contribute to their national coffer immensely. Visit could take months...not those 1 week tour package shits that eat up half your budget before you even started packing.

Ah how I wish...Wishmaster, where art thou?

Ah Beng

2005-06-09T23:02:00.000+08:00

An ordinary lad who hails from the bustling city of KL scurrying around the canyon of the skyscrapers under the scorching afternoon sun. Knowing his directions well, he went about landmarks in the metropolis with the entire itinerary of the day stapled in his brain.

He went to the local airline office in a central district and purchased an air ticket. An open ticket with the price slashed half. Having paid for the ticket, he scampered to the next location to settle his insurance premium.

Due to the fact that the distance between the local airline office and the insurance building are pretty far apart, he has to walk quite a distance. Driving is out of the equation as he doesn't want to have pay for parking fares twice.

Wanted to shorten this rather warm stroll by taking quicker paths - the alleys, he saw the ugly side of this metropolis. Drug addicts were seen having their daily jabs and with that post-ejaculation facial remark. Not forgetting the prostitute-looking yet over-matured ladies that could even be his great grandmother were seen in scanty clothes puffing off cigarettes over their puffy red lips. The best tip, a warm smile from a mouth with so many cavities that he could barely see her teeth.

Adrenaline sets in. He felt uneasy and panicked. Not wanting to raise an alarm among other bohemians, he controlled his heavy breath and increase his walking frequency with his fist clenched. He felt disgusted with these ppl. No jobs - legal jobs, no family, no money, no dignity...Ah Beng despised them. This is not what I am, he told himself.

Within minutes, he came out of Hades. Back into the light. Sleek stylish cars zoomed past him again, phew, back to life, he thought. With about a mile more of walking, his mind couldn't help but rewinded back to the alley scene. Shouldn't he be more sympathetic towards these ppl? But they are trash of the society. They deserve this the moment they choose this path. Every step he took only made him felt more remorseful for overlooking the plight of these ppl. These ppl did not choose to live such lives. They might have made their first step a mistake, but no one cared to offer help and a 2nd chance for a 2nd life.

He reached his final destination, Menara $$$$$. It was majestic, elegant and yes, very expensive. Soon after he settled his insurance, he knew he has to take the same path back to where he started from, unless he is giving his car to charity. Shit...have to take the same path back, he thought.

His final decision - took the long way, under the light. No more Hades. Reached his car, digged for keys, paid for fares and off he went home carrying the greatest regret that after all contemplation, his biased impression towards this segment of the society prevailed after all.

I must learn to accept them. After all, education remains the greatest agent to dissolve this barrier. Or else, these ppl will only be marginalised even greater by a society that promotes self-sufficiency, ignorance and apathy.

bohemian revolution

2005-06-09T21:43:00.000+08:00

Am I caught up with it?

When I ask, 'Is it a sin to have big dreams?'
The reply, 'It is not. But as you chase your dreams, you step into dangerous waters.' (so it seems.)

When I ask, 'Is it wrong to be unconventional?'
The reply, ' It is not. But if others don't do but you do, there has to be something wrong with it.' (so they say.)

When I ask, 'Is it of no good to elevate the strata of society?'
The reply, 'It is not. But the process of going higher is.'

WTF? I would say it again. WTF?

If being resilient is bad for the soul, I beg to differ.
If being visionary is over-zealous, I beg to differ.
If being industrious is being in the rat race, I beg to differ.
If being ambitious is overly self-emphasized, I beg to differ.
If being democratic is not performing, I beg to differ.
If being alternative is the world, I beg to differ.

Reiteration of the day: I beg to differ.

This is not how it should be taught. A brain is given to you to think and think you should using your brain.

It is absurd that life should be lived in a snail-paced, laid back, fulfilled, comfy when an absolute universe around us is revolving faster than a level 5 hurricane. (and gaining speed.)

I believe if everything is in accordance to your blueprint, you'll always make it there even by high waters or falling earth.

Every single time I contemplate over this, seems to me that I am always inveighing against the dogma of the pillars. But if an absolute obedience makes a good saint, does it mean a sensible amount of rebellion makes a Judas?

My brain vessels are swelling. I stand by my stance. Oyasuminasai.

everything comes to an end

2005-06-09T20:16:00.000+08:00

In a couple of days, my once-in-lifetime 2 months long holiday will end. Bad feeling. The fervor now is similar to my old-school-boy days where official holiday at the end of the year is 1 month but the clever few of us will self-declare for an additional 1 month without prior approval.

If only holidays are...ok, as naive as i could be, if only holidays last forever...

Anyway, I spent the entire 2 months pretty well based on the fact that I did not vege out in front of the TV (no chance to vege.) and I was deprived of sleep most of time.

Let me make a list of what I did (to refresh my Dory mind...not for your perusal.)

1. I went banging cocks in BKK for 5 days. (let's call it vacation.lol)
2. Went to visit my almost-a-centenarian grandma. (and ate up all her food.)
3. Attached with MAS for 1 month as a credit control trainee aka ah long junior.
4. Went clubbing, Japanese buffet, movies...etc. (few days compilation.)
5. Settled house bills, ATM cards(don't ask), driving license, cheques...etc.
6. Went to Cyberjaya to pack my stuff but apparently I left within 1/2 an hr with zero achievement.
7. Went to MPH and nestled inside for hours.
8. Went to Tmn Melawati to settle house deposit and found out we were cheated by that bastard-impotent-with-ED hirsute.
9. Watch the entire season of Desperate Housewives. (kekekeke...)
10. Read a few books by John Grisham.
11. Tagged along with relatives who came to contribute to KL's stagnant economy.
12. Online acitivites. (kekekeke...)
13. Took a 1-day tour package for Klang.
14. Went to KLIA in 2 days at 5am because miscalculation of timezones.
15. Killed mosquitoes' larvae by pouring concentrated salt solution into the drain. (it's a drain but the water is standing.)
16. Exterminated the fire ants' colony. (simply cannot coexist with fire ants. they bit my dog and he complained. As a master, only vengeance.)
17. Went to a friend's friend place to get a free Rottweiler pup.
18. Did some minor adjustment to my room's setting.
19. Did some major adjustment to the living hall's setting.

I think I will make it 20 by going to Low Yat tmr.

I felt really ambivalent about this. Good that I can be back in campus, bad that I have no control over my daily activities.

Btw, found this online - "Excessive and prevalent ambivalence was thought by Bleuler to be a feature of schizophrenia."

Who(or What) should I be next?

Oh mama mia!

2005-05-08T14:06:00.000+08:00

Dear over-aged, married and mature ladies,

I would like to sincerely wish all of you Happy Mothers' Day..It is ok if you do not have a child, at your age with such wisdom and radiance of mature beauty, you are like a mom to me.(this is a sincere wish. Not those lust for mature ladies shit ok?)

These are some pics taken in the church today in conjunction with Mama's Day.

Look at those chicken rice packets..these moms have really huge appetite. You can confirm that from their bellies.

This is my new mobile mouse :P (has 0% relations with the main subject.)

p/s: Lousy grip. Don't buy. RM59 is cheap for Logitech, but bad ergonomics.

torn between choices

2005-05-08T13:43:00.000+08:00

The greatest phenomenon comes from the human mind itself. We couldn't even fully understand the biological complexity of the human brain...what more the chemistries that placed everything accordingly.

It is said that the human brain is used less than 5% of its capacity and whatever values beyond that - it's psycho.

So why such a huge brain?

More often than not, human are always torn between TWO choices. Why not three, four or five choices? Why does it always have to be TWO choices?

Examples: Work or study, heaven or hell, money or morality, light or darkness, girl A or girl B...etc.

The freedom to make our own choices are indeed a very give-you-face option given to us by someone greater. But why must it always be TWO? Fibonacci sequencing? Or has it got to do with yin and yang, which is also TWO sides.

If only I do not need to make a selection between these choices and could just bloody grab everything...LOL, wouldn't the world be a better place?? Ok I know this is all craps. Happy Mothers' Day...even now I am thinking if I should have my cat nap or I should bring my mom for her Mothers' Day shopping spree...2 choices again...ggrrr..

reincarnation of a millionaire..

2005-05-08T02:07:00.000+08:00

I finally had my first week in Malaysia Airlines. It wasn't as bad as what Asssster complained it to be. I actually enjoyed most of my time there. Don't argue. I really enjoyed my time. Period.

Everyday we have lunch hour(stupid statement), which is from 1pm till 2pm except for Friday, which is from 12.30pm till 2.30pm due to the Muslims' prayer. Most of us might think that Subang Airport area is deserted and has little variety of food to cater..

Well, yes, but the fantabulously-brought-up MMU kids are soooooo good and fussy with food(actually the kakaks there are better...second to none when it comes to eating), that we found some of the best places in Subang area. Never mind about the high prices, we had western food, Chinese seafood, Kenny Rogers and next I have no idea...the gals brought up TGIF and Uncle Lim...Victoria Station got?

We spent almost 50 bucks in a week JUST ON LUNCH. That's excluding the cheapskate breakfast we had in their cafeteria. Our salary? 500 bucks flat a month. That's less than the janitors' pay over there. Moreover this is not inclusive of the 1.52/litre petrol, wear and tear, take away snacks to munch in the office...etc.

MMU kids...

We live as if we are receiving the wage of 5 grand a month.

and hell, we are not.

But mom taught us to be optimistic in life...(thought of mom due to Mothers' Day.)

So the optismic version goes like this:

This is our destiny...one day we'll reach there and we're merely living that life now so that we don't get a 'status shock' in future. It is a simulation...just like the practical training we're having now. Same concept. To prepare ourselves for something new so that we don't behave like pariahs when we receive our monthly 5k paycheck. On a larger picture, we're assisting the economy by playing our roles.

Dei, TGIF next week? Or Victoria Station?

Children of today

2005-05-03T23:20:00.000+08:00

It has finally come to me with no surprise that kids today have the minds of an adult. They can be extremely wise, cunning and of course stupid.

Below are examples of really stupid kids. Wise in a way but still, stupid.

Version 1: (Local kid's essay)

Version 2: (Hong Kong kid's essay)

Bangkok pics.

2005-05-03T21:05:00.000+08:00

I felt terribly remorseful for not sharing these awesome pics.
I have been terribly selfish.
I have been so stingy.

This is horrendous! This is NOT(I repeat, NOT!) the real francis that you know. I am supposed to be generous, willing to share...bla bla bla...now shaddap and just look at these pics. These are some of my favs. :P

Ok I know there are some pics with my cookie monster face in it. I know you think that I spoiled the pic. I know I know. Now shaddap and move to the next pic, move to the ones without my face in it.

I love Bangkok. It is the city of angels.

Queen Sirikrit is sexy. She should be the modern days' Nefertiti.

More backlogs

2005-05-03T20:52:00.000+08:00

The idea of having backlogs seemed to have became my trademark now.(Good.)

Yes, I am lazy...but that is because it has been quite hazy lately.

Well for the backlogs, will have to wait for the right moooooood. And now is definitely not a time when I am in a jovial mood to write. I am so dead tired.

FYI, I love working with Malaysia Airlines. I know that is a peculiar segue but I hope to end this shit post ASAP. I am attached to MAS for a month. Period. Bye bye and see ya guys in mid-June.
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My results sucked. Good bye cruel world.

Backlogs

2005-04-27T16:19:00.000+08:00

Current backlog list:

1. Dinner at Chilli's with an oyster.
2. Bangkok.
3. My new notebook mouse - Logitech MouseMan Traveller.
4. Casino.

I have no idea when I would wanna start writing. Coz I always felt like sleeping. It has been raining really punctual in the afternoons...and I love afternoon naps.

Good nites.

You should be able to understand that wanna-sleep feeling.

Again, for the final time, nites.

2nd day of 2nd week of 2 months holidays.

2005-04-25T23:44:00.000+08:00

I'm back from Bangkok!

Lazy to post pics. Sizes are freaking huge. 1MB per pic. Will size it down before posting it, so, wait.

Ok, sharing time. :P

Day ONE:

Ah, too many things to spurt out. Next time if I have that urge, or it will be never. Bangkok memories remain in my brain. And my pics.

You wanna experience it? Go Bangkok. You'll never regret it.

Note: I did not bang cocks there. I remain pure and am still a virgin. Starting from RM50...any higher bids?

Fuck you, Blogger.

2005-04-08T12:29:00.000+08:00

I had such a long post typed and ready to upload and they fucked me up. Error page came out and everything I typed are gone.

THANK YOU BLOGGER.

THANK YOU! (AND FUCK YOU.)

Updates on the USD100 lappy by MIT

2005-04-08T02:19:00.000+08:00

Would like to express my embarrassment(and apologies) over the USD100 notebook project initiated by MIT Media Labs for the children of the world.(sounds very MJ huh?)

To clear up the pessimistic air over this development, do direct your browser to this URL - http://wired-vig.wired.com/wired/archive/13.04/view.html?pg=2%3ftw=wn_tophead_6

The URL above contains the article that explains itself pretty much more in detail on the components and how they actually suppress its price tag below the 100 bucks line.

Read it and know it.

Don't be a fool like me, harping on a conclusion before gathering sufficient information. Lol. Cheers!

Who has a (good) digital camera?

2005-04-06T17:52:00.000+08:00

By reading the title above, by now, any semi-intelligent and above creatures should know what I need.

I need to loan a digital camera. A good one, hopefully. I will be having a trip to Bangkok, which I will need to snap lotsa photos, else it will not be worth every cents paid because I have such short memory that I know I will forget that I have been to Bangkok within a month's time.

My family's cam will be used for my brother's convocation. So, no cam for me as convocation is more important than my stupid Bangkok trip. A 60 grand product is always costlier than a 600 bucks ticket.

So, who has a digital camera to spare? Again, a good one. Not those 100 bucks camera that couldn't basically perform up to a camera's basic expectation.

I am willing to loan on a minimum fee! (Look how dog I have become...since I am bounded by this Bangkok trip, which I could not even guarantee a safe trip.)

Do let me know. Thanks and happy holidays!

USD100 lappy for the masses.

2005-04-05T22:07:00.000+08:00

MIT has always been the outstanding institution that has more breakthrough inventions/studies than any other institutions in the States. (Am I wrong?)

And now they are up with this noble project on bridging the digital divide among the Third World countries. (Nice people...let's meet in heaven!)

They have this idea of providing a notebook that carries a price tag of ONLY USD100 to the kids in Cambodia where according to their articles, have no electricity at home. When these kids open up their lappies at home, it turns out to be the brightest glowing object in the house. You sense anything wrong here?

Before that, let's have a look at this USD100 budget notebook.

Pics posted are adapted from CNN.com who shares resources with the Associated Press.

Ok and now the specifications of this budget lappy.

If you have read, you will know that these lappies don't use LCD technology. LCDs are costly. They use projection istead - which has to be bulky?

Read that part on storage and memory. A 10 bucks processor. Lol. If that lappy could surf the net and carry out basic standard tasks of today's world, I would be more than glad to purchase 100 of them and create my own home grid computing network.

5 bucks battery. 30 minutes life span?

Besides, this is not available in the fact sheet. MIT intends to equip these lappies with wireless capabilities too. Woohoo wireless internet!(wireless internet and yet these kids do not even have electricity at home.)

And the most fundamental question, how they charge their lappies when they have no electricity? Maybe fuel cell?

I might be over pessimistic and shallow in thoughts. I haven't actually read more detailed research sheets about this. Wait till I have read and I shall alter my entry. Till then, save up USD100 and get yourself one. Malaysia is one of the Third World countries so we are entitled to buy these notebooks. Cheers for being in the Third World!

Do I need privacy?

2005-04-05T21:36:00.000+08:00

I was in such jubilant mood when I read that Google is doubling our email storage space to bitch slap Yahoo!

2GB storage space! I was in love with Gmail's interface and speed and I have decided to dump Yahoo! Mail which is slow, ugly (or fugly) and extremely spammed.

Look at what Google promised us on April Fool's Day till today.

And...ah...after that, life goes on as usual. Couldn't use up the entire 2GB of space anyway.

Earlier on, I read about this article about privacy on Wired.com, which actually struck me, what happens if Google Inc decides to eavesdrop on my emails and search results?

Logically, eavesdropping on my emails (and search results) wouldn't bring me any harm in whatsoever ways since Google is in California and I am in Cyberjaya. But...nvm.

This is Google Inc's principle on the snooping of personal users' information.

And this, this is an excerpt of what I read on Wired.com

Should I continue my Gmail use? I do have an answer already.

HELL I WILL! LOL. Coz I love the interface, the features, the speed and the SIZE! And privacy doesn't really matter to me now. I'm NOT a celebrity (yet.)

Don't ask why I crap about this issue. I do not have an answer to that question.

Google allied with Yahoo!

2005-04-04T20:02:00.000+08:00

Direct your browser to http://yagoohoogle.com or just fucking click the link.

Search for something. Anything.

You will come to this...

This is probably when a wide screen shows its usefulness and effectiveness.

But the speed is pretty slow...prolly caused by Yahoo!'s search engine which is known to be crawling compared with Google's.

Enjoy.

pls drive fucking safely.

2005-04-04T19:06:00.000+08:00

We were on our way for KFC after our Technical Comm paper.

These were the pics of what happened on the overhead bridge.

Below is a very cheapskate, skill-less, photoshop-less method of illustrating where the incident took place.

We didn't actually witness the entire incident but getting overturned at a junction, on an overhead bridge, a cement mixer - what else could it be besides than just speeding?

The driver was lucky that the cement mixer did not ramp itself down the highway below else he might send someone else to heaven besides than just himself. The driver was sitting by the road looking very apologetic.

I just had my KFC. Don't wanna bitch around like a chicken. Just drive carefully.

FOUL!

2005-04-03T17:12:00.000+08:00

Look at this!

The subject "Fundamental Of Optics" was supposedly scheduled to fall on the 4th of April, according to the tentative final examination schedule by our fucking ERU.
I trusted them for that.
I took it for real.

AND THEY CHANGED IT! TO THE 15TH!

AND I AM DAMNED.

You might ask, why are you so mad?

COZ I'M SUPPOSED TO BE IN BANGKOK ON THE 14TH!

Everything was according to schedule until they came up with this stupid change and they did not notify me, of course, my part of the mistake was that I was too ignorant to re-check my schedule - which is usually the same as the tentative after so many years of exam sittings.

But the change took place merely a week before the finals and I had my tickets paid for about 3 weeks ago. Do I have any options in any way?

And I have to pay extra for this changes this change brought. An awesome amount of RM300! (That's a fucking sum of 3000 bahts!)

Anyway, everything has been re-arranged and I will be sitting for the paper scheduled on the 15th, like it or not. Will only be flying on the 16th to bang some cocks.(btw, no cock bangings la...the term bang-cock was derived from Bangkok itself.)

Good luck in your exams and happy holidays.
(Damn fucking pissed. Must have some carnal delectation in Bangkok. Lol jk.)

Farewell Pope John Paul II

2005-04-03T13:20:00.000+08:00

Name: Karol Jozef Wojtyla
Place of Birth:Wadowice, Poland
Year of Birth: 1920
Year of Death: 2005
Age: 84
Hobby: Acting and writing.
Spoken languages: 8

The rest is history.

This great man of God has indeed painted the history of the world with the works he has done. He liberated Poland from the claws of communism, he begged for forgiveness from the Jews by praying at the Western Wall in Jerusalem, he rebuked the immoral acts of today's world, he travelled the world by preaching in 8 languages and he is a man of peace.

It is a great loss to the world. May the Lord bless him and keep him. May he dwell in eternal peace and watch us from above.

More than just a mom - The Star Online

2005-03-27T14:18:00.000+08:00

More than just a mom

A WOMAN named Emily was renewing her driver’s licence at the transport office. When the clerk asked her to state her occupation, she hesitated, uncertain about how to classify herself.

“What I mean is,” the clerk explained, “do you have a job or are you just a ...?”

“Of course I have a job,” snapped Emily. “I’m a Mum.”

“We don’t list ‘Mum’ as an occupation.”

“‘Housewife’ covers it,” said the clerk emphatically.

I forgot all about Emily’s story until one day, I found myself in the same situation, this time at our local police station. The clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, with a high-sounding title like “Official Interrogator” or “Town Registrar”.

“What is your occupation?” she probed.

What made me say it, I do not know ... the words simply popped out. “I’m a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.”

The clerk paused, pen frozen in midair, and looked up as though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly, emphasising the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire!

“Might I ask,” said the clerk with new interest, “just what you do in your field?”

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply: “I have a continuing programme of research (what mother doesn’t), in the laboratory and on the field (normally, I would have said indoors and out). I’m working for my Masters (the whole family), and already have four credits (all daughters).

“Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?) and I often work 14 hours a day (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money.”

There was an increasing note of respect in the girl’s voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.

When I got home, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants – ages 10, seven and three. Upstairs, I could hear our new experimental model (a six-month-old baby) in the child development programme, testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt I had triumphed over bureaucracy. And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than “just another mum”.

Motherhood ....What a glorious career! Especially when there’s a title on the door.

Does this make grandmothers “Senior Research Associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations”, and great grandmothers “Executive Senior Research Associates”?

I think so!

From the editor: I couldn't siphon out my thoughts for the Easter message. It was too condensed that I found myself unable to express those thoughts. At the mean time, I read this article online and would like to share with those who loves their mom. Those who don't, do wait for an article that speaks about hating moms. Stay tuned.

The article above was plucked from The Star Online.
For a direct link to the site please direct your browser to http://thestar.com.my/lifestyle/story.asp?file=/2005/3/27/features/10460588&sec=features

Together no more. (boohoohooo...)

2005-03-22T19:56:00.000+08:00

My dearest housemate, YL(so as to protect her identity from the hairy voracious perverts out there.) has finally decided to move out and stay in with her pretentious juniors.

Took a pic with her and what more can I say...

I am really quite depressed now.

But I have some words for her...some final few words.

"Yen Ling, ..."

"Go la go la. Faster move your ass la."

Hope that you will treasure my final words. Our lives are so meaningless without you...boohoohooooo! Don't leave us la...(sob sob)

(Not to YL but to remaining hsemates: We should throw a party for this. Pizza tonight?)

We will miss her dearly. But her full-moon-shaped face will always haunt us in our dreams.

And for the final time,

"Move your ass la!"

You know how much we love you. Lol.

Monday.

2005-03-14T13:37:00.000+08:00

Clarification is requested and will be given.

Clarification:
1. I agreed on everything you said for everything is true.
2. I did not say you judged me wrongly one single bit because you didn't.
3. This incident does matter to me.
4. You are not just a friend.
5. You will never be just a friend.

Circumstances you ought to know:
1. I never express love the way you dreamed.
2. I never express care the way you expected.
3. I never express gratitude the way you wanted.
4. I don't know what is going on in your life.
5. I speak to "just friends" online for less than 30 minutes.
6. I speak to "good friends" online for unlimited duration.

And that's being me. Not that I am arrogant. I tried to change. But that's just me. I'm partially autistic. I do not initiate a chat out of boredom, out of free time, out of care, out of love..(only CY does that.)

I am always alone. I do not indulge myself around with hooha figures. I am always invisible but that doesn't mean I am unavailable. A msg that pops out will be returned with a reply more often than not. I don't know what other things you expect of me because everything in my brain has been squeezed out. I am just not that kind of person you're seeking for. You need a person who is very quick to response, full with surprises, ideas, always on the line..etc.

You said I am strong, you're weak. You said I don't treasure friendships, but you do. You said I know that you can be counted on any moment of my life, but you can't count on me..and the list goes on. I will say 'YES' to all of them. I am strong for I've been through deeper shits. I treasure friendships, but I can never indulge deep into it. I can count on you for you made that sacrifice for me. And I know it. Thing is, I do not know how to say thanks than just 'thanks'.

Given the fact that you do face a problem with a non-responsive jerk, the ball is really on your side to choose whether you want to continue receiving non-impressive superficial feedbacks. I don't see the point of exerting a 180 swift change and revert back to the old self after a week. I don't do fakes.

It happened before and it happened again. You couldn't accept it before and now, again. I couldn't change it again and, again. And this cycle keeps repeating itself like the four seasons. So how do we expect to move on from here?

I couldn't help but just say how sorry I am for not knowing one single thing that happened over there. Pardon me for everything. I tried and it didn't work. Will keep trying but don't expect much from it.

A friendship application has been filled by me. But I added this "I really can't give much." It is for you to process the application. Do let me know the status of my application.

impeccable life smirks

2005-03-13T23:24:00.000+08:00

The idea is way down stupid, naive and utopian.

Mantra for today's life:(compatible with the World today!)

It is pointless to be good,
it is pointless to be nice.
It is pointless to sacrifice,
and it is pointless to clarify.
It is pointless to love,
and so it is pointless to laugh.
It is pointless to give,
even more pointless to share.

To share is giving others a part of what you have - it's called stupidity.
To give others of what you have is worse - it's called double stupidity.
To love others is a waste of your life.
To laugh with others is a waste of energy.
To clarify issues is a waste of time.
To sacrifice is a waste of time and energy.
To be nice - why not to yourself?
To be good - again, why not to yourself?

I've learned to see it from a person's point of view. Sorry for taking your life, time, energy, and making you a total fool. Truly am. Enough of charities. It doesn't pay. It doesn't bring happiness. Then what does it bring? If it habours bitterness and resentment, then pull the plug. That's all I can say.

Bird's nest :-l

2005-03-06T01:08:00.000+08:00

It was really a beautiful afternoon when I got up from bed at 130pm until someone came into my room...

Mom: Come. Time for groceries.

Me: (#%&^$) Har...I just got up leh..(very sien face)

Mom: But I got up long time ago. So quick.

Me: (WTF..can link like that one meh?)...

Mom: Give you 30 mins to prepare. I go da-bao lunch for you all now.

Me: Go la go la go la..

Went back to sleep while my mom was still staring at the door. She left shortly after that. Phew..

AND THEN,

Mom: FRANCISSSS!!!!! YOUR DOG RAN AWAYYYYY!!!

Me: SHIT!! (Got up and ran downstairs in boxer.)

Mom: (Grinning like a fox) Clean up. I will be back soon. Max is at home.

Me: (#&^$)...

Then went to Jaya Jusco, and at Jaya Jusco...

Mom: Where's my bird nest?

Me: Here don't have la. Here got Eu Yan Sang. Also got sell. You want?

Mom: Don't want. Eu Yan Sang sells fakes.

Me: How you know?

Mom: Mommy has ladies' instinct.

Me: ...whatever.

Mom: Where got Lo Hong Ka?

Me: Leisure Mall.

Mom: Go there after doing groceries.

Me: Har? Must today ah? I very tired la.

Mom: Don't procrastinate. Quai dian..quai dian(faster..faster)

After finished doing groceries, we went to Leisure Mall's Lo Hong Ka.

Me: This Wang Mu Liang Liang(Mother to Jade Emperor, I reckon.) wants to eat yin wo(bird nest).

Promoter: We have 2 sizes. One big and one small.

Me: You sell real or fake? Coz my mom knows one leh.

Mom: Don't duo zhui(crap). Hi xiao jie, can introduce your product to me?

Promoter: (To me)Sure real one la. (To mom)Can can. Pls come here and sit.

Me: (#-o) Ma, buy only la. What intro intro jek? You don't know how to eat meh?

Mom: Maybe she has special offer leh..sit down and listen first. Won't die one.

Promoter: We have the large size and medium size..lallalalalala Rm288...lalalala take one spoon everyday...lalalala

Me: EXCUSE ME, TAKE ONE SPOON EVERYDAY? How long can this thing (pointing at the bottle) last if taken everyday?

Promoter: Can last about a month lah.

Me: WHOA! (Fish ball eyes almost popped out.)

Mom: (grinned at me cheekily.) I eat 1/2 spoon a day la ok?

Me: That will lasts 2 months only la. I want it to last for 2 years.

Promoter: Cannot lah, boy. You need to eat it frequently so that you can see changes to your health and skin faster.

Me: (Duh. Your face not very smooth jek.)I know. But very expensive leh. No discount?

Promoter: We can give 10% discount if you buy 5 bottles in a single receipt.

I showed her a fuck-face. She smiled. Mom laughed.

And the rest is history. We bought a bottle. And she's happily chewing her bird's saliva downstairs.

It was such a waste of my hard-earned-sweat-bloodied money. But seeing her giggling all the way, I guess it was worth buying. I think the laughter made her younger and not that stupid bottle of dried saliva of some stupid sparrows that burned a hole in my wallet.

I wanna now grieve myself to sleep. Good nites.

The issues of God, the Church (and me.)

2005-03-04T06:15:00.000+08:00

There is a God. There must be a God else everything in the universe just can't exist out of nothingness. Hence, there must be a Greater Power out there.

Fair enough.

It is very disturbing for me to find out the fact that people are starting to hate Christianity. Not that it didn't occur in the past, just that I am experiencing it NOW - around me. Thanks to die hard evangelists fanatics who couldn't help using their gifted brains to think at least twice more.

It is appalling. I have read a blog of a Singaporean blogger who scorned at how Christians propagate their Good News. I am a Christian myself and I know what the Bible has said about this making disciples dogma. But this is NOT the way!

1. You do not coerce others into your religion.(by force, by harrassment, by compulsive follow-ups.)

Christians are loving people and at times, they want to express/share their love so eagerly that they don't realise they are being a nuisance to others. Why on Earth do you insist to others on your doctrines if people have no idea or interest as to what you're propagating about? It is a waste of time, effort and it definitely spreads hatred instead of love. You might ask then - HOW? Simple. Put yourself into a non-believer's shoes. Will you BLINDLY believe in a doctrine because someone tells you to? If you say YES, any evangelists can approach you with different packagings and will you believe them? If you say NO, that is why non-believers say NO to you. Same simple reason.

2. You do not approach others directly. It doesn't work anymore in this age.

Do you like sales executives coming towards you and start blathering? If yes, you're a weirdo, an outcast. So, if you do not like it, DO NOT do it to others. It brews anger and resentment and that defeats the total purpose of your intentions. Live it from your life, mate. People today are wise enough to differentiate a Christian and a non-Christian. If people want to know, they will ask. You do not need to offer yourself like some cheap dirt and start yacking without an attentive audience.

3. You do not just talk solely on doctrines. You might not have a life. Others do.

Today, religion is just supplements to life. Heaven-oh-Hell stories, cherubs, stories of Jesus and other dramatic dogmas just don't stir interests anymore. If you have ever heard of Da Vinci Code(or have you been reading only the Bible?), why was it the bestseller for God-knows how many months? It was a blend of facts, myths and fiction. It has to be more intellectual banter instead of just "Thou shalt not this. Thou shalt not that and that and that and that." How do expect non-believers to enjoy your water-into-wine stories when story books for kids like Harry Potter are already laced with action packs and super powers?

4. You do not use cheap gimmicks, please. (more friends, drums, songs...WTF?? Lying now?)

Never, never and never think that others are intellectually incompetent. Never think with a puerile brain with invitation gimmicks like "you could make lotsa friends there." or "you could learn how to play drums." You might be able to con some naive kids who do not usually reject invitations but this trick does not work on all ages. It is glib and it shows how feeble and cheap we can try to get people to church. The moment people finds out the "truth", they will leave anyway. So? Outcome? Bad impression again right? If it is ineffective, then don't use la.

5. You do not argue that other gods are fakes.

Please. I implore of you. Never ever blurt out the sentence of "your God is a fake and mine is genuine." It brings you no where but just deeper into the shit you stepped into. Gods are sacred deities worshipped by people. A stupid sentence like that would mean ultimate disrespect and mockery. Would you like it if others do the same to our God? Mutual respects are crucial. If they claim that their Gods are powerful, fine, powerful they are. Stop refuting. To many, religion is wholly about good values, which I say YES, they are. Just some differences here and there like Christianity is about relationship with God and not wholly just good values. So is Islam, so is Buddhism, Hinduism, Taoism, Bahaism...etc - except occultic practises.

6. Learn to shut up and co-exist with others.

Living in a world so diverse can only be so beautiful with all sort of people around. But stop being a splinter in people's asses. Shut up whenever you do not need to speak. Shut up if people do not enquire. Shut up if people ask you to stop. Shut up if you think you should. The world can only be a beautiful place to live in if only we learn how to co-exist with others. Put a stop to your futile efforts(most of the time) and learn to accept others, respect others, considerate about others and enjoy the differences. God gave us the brain and skills to live among the unsaved ones. Use it wisely to share what you have to share - it could be anything k...not just the Good News. Appreciating others could only bring happiness and understandings. The divide is then bridged. Is this not better?

The world is constantly changing at a rate, which we know will lead us to doomsday quite soon. So why remain that rigid old you? Why do you not conform in line with the needs of the world? I think I sould sleep now. Please do let me know if I said anything outrageous. These are just a few tokens of my thoughts - thoughts of a Christian who lives in a precarious(aka fucked up) world.

bah, how can it be so fragile?

2005-03-03T17:24:00.000+08:00

I wanna thank all my friends for celebrating my birthday. Thank you thank you. Right, there are many pics but I chose this because all of us are in the pic. Thank you for inscribing our group name on the Tiramisu.

The pic -->

Joyous birthday party I had. Thank you. This was then 10pm of March, 2nd.

BUT TODAY IS MARCH, 3RD.

UGLY. HAHAHAHA.(Stupid.)

I can't believe university kids can be so puerile at the age when they can do anything with their lives. It shows how lousy our education system is when it comes to character building albeit it did produce many decent offspring.

It cannot be denied that interactions between earthly beings will often bring forth arguments, disputes and bitch-slappings...but I reckon that is the essence of being human - having a thought of our own and refuting doctrines, which we deem nonsensical.

But can these asymmetries so often be the crumbling factor for the collapse of friendships? Are relationships between people so fragile that even sand castles can hold themselves better?

Friends are people that we chose to befriend with at dawn; and they chose us. Thus the spawn of a beautiful friendship and now comes with birds chirping, flowers blossoming and kids laughing! But look now, with all sort of crumpled face and double-edged words rocketing around, the birds might have all died of the words, flowers withered because the ground is so sour, and kids are killing one another with Swiss knives.

I believe that human should be more tolerant. Since the fragile human relationships are so often compromised over seriously stupid dumb-fuck issues, which even an elementary kid could laugh her head off if only she understands. It is not so much about who is in the right/wrong, it is a matter of balancing the equation. If it weights more over a side, then that side should have more substance. So just accept this simple theory and get over with it. Why push it to the brink of ruination?

If both sides are so reluctant to give in - the best solution is prolly to split up. People who are arrogant are always lonely craps. For these people do not have the skills to balance the equation and thus they should be left alone on the other side of the equation. Let them die in loneliness for being so ignorant in improving their mathematical skills.

Btw, I am not having problems with my friends. Heard this from a very close friend of mine and just felt concern for her. So please, don't be a rigid bastard. Instead, be a flexible bastard. It is good for you and the rest of mankind.(even credit cards now offer flexi-payments. what more you, bastard?)

To hell with mathematics!

2005-03-02T02:46:00.000+08:00

Hello ppl! I have just completed my engineering mathematics paper test! Wanna know what is my feeling?

Nothing. And why that answer?

Coz I pumped in almost 0% effort.

Yes. No effort.

I wasn't interested in math but hell, I paid for it and it does affect my results big time, so, study la. However, I focused mainly on the tutorials which I didn't find dull because I have to compute and write vigorously. (pretty exciting I would say)

But the notes...THE NOTES...reading it was worse than reading history texts. It was written with mathematical language - theorems, notations..etc - something my brain couldn't accept. Analogy: Data packets dropped - but resent - congestion collapse.(I know you guys don't see the link, shut up.) My brain just collapses when I read math notes.

Anyway, my next paper will be on the 8th - Fundamental of Optics. A subject I wish I could giggle all the way until post-finals. Haven't really studied it, can't say if it will be sweet or tough but I have interest in this subject. Bless me.

Finally, clean energy for the mass.

2005-02-28T14:03:00.000+08:00

I always believe in the survival spirit every man has within. That is what got us thus far. Running out of oil - so? Let's invent something that replaces fuel power then. Never mind about the Cold Fusion - the geniuses out there will somehow figure out how to generate the heat required to fuse those particles together.

Here is a superb proposal by the Australians on harvesting the abundance solar energy. Should they succeed(I bet they will.), this concept should probably be implemented in all countries with all year round skin penetrating solar rays. i.e, South East Asian countries.

This is the link - http://www.enviromission.com.au/project/project.htm#

There is a video clip where you can see the blueprint of the project. Going green on power generation is probably one of the ways to cushion the oil price increase.

One issue is, how much damage to the environment will it bring during the construction? Does it warrant less harm than good? In the construction of the tower, how much resources do we use to construct this Solar Tower? While sceptism arises all the time over new ideas, I believe optimism is still the driving force of mankind.

p/s: It looks very nice in a pentagonal arrangement. At the height of 1000m, I wonder if it can be seen from space and be considered another new Wonders of the World?

p/p/s: At the height of 1000m, wouldn't it be struct by lightning all the time? In that sense(have you imagined that picture?), it looks like a Tesla Coil too!

Pictures taken using T610

2005-02-28T02:54:00.000+08:00

With utterless regrets as the biggest failure for a blogger-wannabe, me, is not having these pictures snapped by my poor-image-quality phone uploaded to my blog. Sorry.

But...why now??

Because it jammed the damn phone. Outta memory.

Below (PIC1) is the latest pic. Just got it today from a very close friend of mine. Totally unexpected. She was trying to nurture me into a necrophillic by training me with motionless Barbies.

PIC1: This is what that OYSTER gave me for my 21st birthday. Take note of those miniscule condoms. A real-life size condom was placed right beside it as a scale - I got it from Worlds, free. It was an insult that my dick is only worth the size of her miniscule condoms - she gave me 5 of those (she's wrong! It's mammoth!). Anyway, they were very cute when I wore them on my fingers - is that why ppl always say "finger yourself?" And yes, that Barbie, she was dressed scantily by OYSTER to arouse me sexually - How? Finger the Barbie with those miniscule condoms! Thanks for the gift anyway, I actually laughed till my stomach went into spasm.

PIC2: Taken during Chinese New Year. Location: Lavatory. Reason: Max is a reincarnation of some WW1 or WW2 era victim. He was so traumatised by the sounds of those ear-crashing fireworks. I tried to get him to see these colorful displays - I forgot - dogs are color blind. He found no sense of security in any part of the house except at everyone's groin area by jamming his face into that 'part'. But no one was willing to give him that glory spot and so he ended up where he was in that pic. He love that place - no cruelty committed.

PIC3: New building in Putrajaya. Went there at around 2.30am. New building, unoccupied but all lighted up - chase spirits off kuar? Exact location: Don't really know. But I think it is after the Palace of Justice. Somewhere there lah. Will be taking more Putrajaya pics soon.

PIC4: One of the first few pics I took using this phone. Good angle, good technique, cheapskate phone camera - not bad lah hor? Nice pic I would say. The quality is kinda bad but it is always better than nothing right? (Analogy: Women with huge boobs and women without. It is always better to have something than nothing. Cheers!)

Energy depletion v2.0

2005-02-21T16:51:00.000+08:00

The blistering heat outside is getting on my nerves. Everyone's nerves.

I wanna file a complaint. The heat is unbearable. Not that unbearable but it just boils everything up around you including tempers. Flaring tempers are pushing my loving-patience nature to its edge.

I have a question!

Have you ever wondered if there were couples having sex under this hot spell? They must have gotten a heat stroke? Can they achieve orgasm under such temperature? Are the little sperms fried as they are being discharged? (Airconds are not used here coz we assume everyone loves Mother Earth.)

Conclusion: More studies are needed to be conducted to study the effects of global warming on human orgasm and sex patterns.

EXAGGERATION v1.0

2005-02-18T20:31:00.000+08:00

It is still not known to all of the notoriety of my housemates in Cyberjaya. I will try to make them recognised for their indefatigable efforts.

Below are the pics of a fake mannequin dressed up with a bolster as the body and Yen Ling's clothes. My housemates intend to freak her out when she comes back from a meeting in campus. Knowing that she is easily frightened (that's the fun part, really), we would love to hear her screaming her lungs out. Below are the pics of the mannequin, although 'she' comes without arms, we think it is good enough to freak someone 'chicken' out in the dark.

Small note: Her boobs are over exaggerated as in real life they are not so terrorizing. The fake boobs are made of waste paper. My friend's are made of salt water bags.

Stagnation? Alice in Wonderland v1.0

2005-02-18T19:06:00.000+08:00

Stagnation...the first thing I would want to say is to all readers is, please clear your drains of any clogs. I am getting all sort of funny swollen bites from some dumb gnats or mosquitoes from hell. Thanks in advance.

But this is not the highlight for this entry.

The highlight for this entry: ME!

WHY AM I SO BLOODY STAGNATED?

Somehow I had that urge to browse through the pictures of my friends in Friendster few days back and man, these people change like a commoner into some HK celebrities in just a matter of years! ('years' are short duration to commoners like me.)

Baby faces are gone. Whining faces are gone. Short hairs are gone. Dwarf-heights are gone. How did everyone change so radically when I am still who I was 10 years ago? (Only change: have to shave my beard every morning. Hassle.)

Am I stucked in my own teenage mindset and years? Why is everyone progressing so quickly while I am so contented with my current status quo? Should I refurbish and repackage myself for the world since I am already pretty much left behind? Or should I just stay the way I am and hope that someone will pass by and "Hey, Francis! How are you?" (and I couldn't recognise them at all.)

Taking this from a brighter side, it could have all boiled down to genetic makeup. Prolly I am meant to live longer on Earth while my friends are destined to leave a lil' faster.

See? Me -- at 20.

There he goes...gone. (and a short one about AIDS)

2005-02-14T08:19:00.000+08:00

Davao city, not Notting Hill, is where my second eldest brother is heading towards now. Exactly at 8.10am, departed from KLIA to Manila via the Philipines Airlines and then a 3-hour transit hold in Manila and then to Davao city, southern Philipines.

Located in the island of Mindanao, surrounded by an archipelago terrorized by Islamic extremists - MILF, Abu Sayyaf, MNLF...etc.

These self-proclaimed mujahidins are currently battling against the Philipines armies on the Jolo island as reported in the news. Let's hope that these mujahidins will all commit suicide now, and earn the rank of a martyr, without harming/killing other innocents.

He has guts and the heart for the people in The Philipines. And ultimately, a divine purpose that not all could possibly comprehend. Expecting a great harvest and mega transformation in life from him after a duration of 6 months. If he gets addicted, he says, another additional 6 months shall be extended to achieve maximum satisfaction and fulfillment of goals for later life.

Chim? (Deep?)

As said, not all could fully understand. Simply exceeds our human comprehension.
Nothing to say, felt sad, but great and happy for him. (???)

Oh btw, Happy Valentine's Day everybody. Happy kissing and role playing. Do take note that the HIV virus has mutated into a more virulent form that could transform into AIDS within 2 months instead of a tormenting 10 years. (Don't we just love express services? There you go.)

Energy depletion reminder v1.0

2005-02-13T01:13:00.000+08:00

Everyone is whining and complaining about the current hot spell. With humidity level at ~80% and temperature peaking at 36 degrees Celcius, no one enjoys that humid and warm air brushing past your cheeks every 5 minutes; even my dog couldn't stand it. He's spoilt, I have to agree with that.

Some of us would say, "So what? It's CNY!" (definitely not me.)

Others would say, "That's what air-conditioners are invented for..." (not me.)

The religious would say, "Jesus is coming back soon!" (I believe in this. But this is just me.)

Some would just say, "%&#* that sun." (definitely not me either.)

Whatever comes out of our mouths, the current hot spell is caused by a weak El Nino in the Pacific Ocean. You could actually start praying for La Nina so as to let this brother and sister fight against one another and we could have a balanced weather according to the Yin & Yang concept for cosmic balance.

My point for this entry, is to remind us on our consumption of energy sources (else I wouldn't even have the thought of checking my blog.) Be it electricity, water, gas or petrol. They are all scarce whether they are relatively cheap or costly. Water is still pretty cheap locally but that is because we have yet to face a chronic crisis in water supply. Petrol prices are rising steadily. Electricity prices will rise in tandem with the petrol prices as most of our power plants work on fuel or gas.

Electricity consumption has been surging all around the world, yea especially in Malaysia now. Anyway, I don't plan to babble so much, all I wanted to do is just paste an URL link and you guys could spend some time reading it, and it will probably change the way you spend energy resources. It is quite intimidating but hey, these are facts. That day will come.

Well, here is the link - http://www.lifeaftertheoilcrash.net/

It gives us a glimpse of the pre-Armageddon days on Earth. Pretty interesting. Spare some time reading this site, it enlightens us. Do pass it around to your other connections.

Just back from Mars

2005-02-05T16:24:00.000+08:00

Alright, stop crying. I know you guys are very touched that I am finally back after mysteriously stopped blogging for 1 month. Reason was simple: Too much data to process -> bottleneck -> system collapsed. From there, I chickened out.

To be honest, very huge load of (meaningful) craps happened in the last 1 month. I don't plan to cough them all out now, since I can vaguely remember my past clearly. 1 day is considered "past" to me, what more 1 month.

Anyway, Happy Chinese New Year to all who are celebrating. To those who are not, enjoy your sleeps! :P

I have a lot to write. So much of shits in my mind. But my emaciated-looking fingers are so darn lazy. Since there can be no cohesion between the mind and the body, I think the things written wouldn't be interesting and good-to-read. So I might as well don't write, but read others' blogs. Anyway, I wanna go enjoy my tea time already. Lotsa snacks to munch. Happy holidays and Happy Chinese New Year. (Time to collect annual protection fees from grandma...bwahahahaa)

Merry Christmas!

2004-12-25T15:10:00.000+08:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

I am really so glad it is Christmas day again! This Christmas fervor has been the greatest always. Although we have no white Christmas here, by just listening to Christmas carols and receiving wish cards from friends afar have been truly awesome. I ate so much of mutton and turkey even when I am having a fever! Lol. I just love the food. Great blessings. Magic of Christmas.

From tomorrow onwards, I will be staying in a hotel for 9 days for the Worlds Universities Debating Championship 2005. I have been on and off from campus for the past week and that was why I didn't write anything. In the coming week too, there will be nothing unless I find something really-must-write kind of thing. Usually, none. For more information on the Worlds, please direct your browser to http://www.mmuworlds2005.com

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

USD 44m ( I can afford USD44 only)

2004-12-18T13:13:00.000+08:00

It is now 12 noon and I have just gotten out of bed. Turned on my computer, connected to my wifi and the usual thing - surfing.

Pointed my browser at BBC News for some latest news (I don't really fancy CNN's layout.) And, this piece of news caught my attention. Some close friends of mine knew that I am a NY-boy fanatic. I adore NY more than any places in the world. Ah well, thanks to Home Alone, that 15 years ago movie. Don't see the link? Never mind. Lol.

The news excerpt mentioned mainly about a media mogul, Rupert Murdoch who controls News Corp, and he bought a property in downtown NY for a staggering sum of 44 million US dollar (equivalent to MYR167.2m)

I don't what's the name of this apartment. Lol. Sourced from BBC News.

Quoted from BBC News:

"So buying up floors 14-16 of Number 834 Fifth Avenue is an unobtainable dream for most - even to those who consider themselves among the city's super rich.
According to the New York Times, the Australian-born billionaire offered $44m, a sum which is staggering even by Manhattan standards.
For his money, Mr Murdoch will get 20 rooms, plenty of terrace space and panoramic views across Central Park and beyond."

Lol, do you get where I am heading to? Heading no where actually. Lol. I am just fascinated by events happening in NY. Nothing impressive about this news. Just enjoyed sharing "something-NY" in my blog. And you could get pictures of Central Park by googling it. That park is really...humongous. Nothing like those in KL, KL doesn't really have a "Central Park" anyway. (Enlighten me if there is/are any.)

Sorry la, just got up, please don't expect me to write anything interesting. I am just trying to get this blog going. Lol. Please give me something interesting to write about so that I will not kill your interest. Gotta brush my teeth and start work, ciao.

I got a job!

2004-12-17T19:54:00.000+08:00

Man, this could be my luckiest day in any holidays I have ever had. I just got hired today to do some data entry for a company! The final 3rd day of my holidays! I thought I would have spent the entire holiday spending money and not earning a single cent, and God is good (Amen!), I got a job. A 2-days job.

Well, data entry is never a hard task just that you will probably need to learn your ways through spreadsheet programs such as the hotkeys and techniques to produce a chart/graph - in simple terms, organized the data given into a presentable format.

Although it is only a 2-days thing, I could at least earn something and jam it into my wallet. But honestly, the life I lived during this holidays have been wonderful. I lived like a royalty. I ate, slept, watched TV, and played games the same style as Queen Elizabeth II did in her suite in Buckingham palace. It was totally a help-yourself kind of lifestyle. I could get out of bed as late as 2pm and go to bed as early as 6am, take an afternoon nap and by the time I got up, my dog was whinning for someone to bring him out for a pee. Simply relaxing. Ahh, Utopia!

Anyway, a job or no job doesn't change the fact that I will be back for my new academic trimester on Monday. I'm looking forward for Monday since Christmas is approaching in less than 10 days time. The best time of the year. Syiok!

Dominant intelligence

2004-12-16T15:04:00.000+08:00

My Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence

You are excellent with words and language.
You explain yourself well.
An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.
You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.
A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.
You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

Awwh...I'm so...anyway, this is the URL to that intelligence quiz. Try it.

http://www.blogthings.com/intelligencequiz.html

Christmas season has arrived!

2004-12-16T14:29:00.000+08:00

Read today's Star Section 2 and you will know why! Clay Aiken's Christmas Album - Merry Christmas With Love has finally hit Malaysian shores. Finally. After almost a month on Amazon.com, finally we have it on our local CD stores.

I can't say how awesome this album is as I've only heard of only one song from that album. Also, I'm not here to recommend his Christmas album. Just here to post something up again actually.

There are many Christmas albums out there by various artists which I think they are really good and easy listening. If you don't plan to spend a single penny on Christmas album CDs and yet still enjoyed listening to Christmas chorals, you can always tune in to Yahoo! Launchcast radio. They have these 'Christmas holiday-mood' channels like Traditional Christmas and also Gospel Holiday with really good songs. Check that out.

Till then, hope you guys will enjoy your Christmas day. A time to remember and a season of hope for everyone around us. Merry Christmas to all of you (just in case I can't make it on Christmas Eve to post an article.) Have a blessed Christmas!

Campus at 4

2004-12-15T23:53:00.000+08:00

I knew this day will come, eventually it will. Finally, today's the day when I have to bring all the receipts and invoices to campus. Sigh. I rather die than going to campus during the holidays - like those geeks who get campus-sick during trimester breaks.

And so, I went to campus in the afternoon about 4pm. Appointment with Student Affairs officer was at 4pm, so I arrived at about 3.30pm. Thinking that I have an extra 30 mins to shake my legs around the campus with no one around, I was shocked when I was told by Pam that I have to stick those receipts and invoices on plain sheet of papers and not just bundle them in their own categories. Shit! There are so damn many receipts and I am supposed to stick them one-by-one to plain sheet of papers in 30 mins? God speed, dude.

Did I manage to complete everything within 30 mins? LOL, sorry to disappoint you miracle-believers out there. I couldn't complete my task by 4pm as I have to xerox every sheets of claims for our own documentation purposes. No choice but to postpone the appointment to the next working day. Guess what time I finished everything? EIGHT! Yes, 8pm!

Reached home at about 9pm. Took my dinner. Watched TV. Bathed. Blogging. Here I am! No life.

Trip to the town

2004-12-10T23:58:00.000+08:00

Went downtown today with CB kid, thought of getting some CDs and books as Christmas presents. Sadly, I couldn't even find the CD I wanted for myself. So, I wanted everybody to suffer along. I bought no presents and instead I bought myself a novel and a dumb mag. LOL.

By da way, the whole journey wasn't quite as interesting as anticipated. Firstly, we got free parking (Yay!) This is something that we ought to boast about since one can hardly get free parking in KL. The first item on our itinerary was - books. So we went Kinokuniya and lepak.

I really enjoyed browsing in Kinokuniya. Almost bought 3 novels - The Opposite of Fate, 5 people you meet in heaven and Brick Lane. Luckily CB kid has a Times bookstore member card which we could get a 15% discount off each novels. Couldn't get all 3 books there, so I ended up with Monica Ali's Brick Lane and one stupid T3 magazine (stupid magazine. Really.)

The pic above is the Petronas Art Gallery that we went after Kinokuniya. Unimpressive.

After Kinokuniya, Times, and Tower Records, we went to Avenue K and again, unimpressive. The entire day was quite monotonous except the time at Kinokuniya. (and the free parking.)

*The term - 'CB' carries no vulgarity in its meaning. It is meant to cover up his/her identity. It sounds something like this - "che bi"

My Wish List - Da Vinci Code (Illustrated Edition)

2004-12-09T18:22:00.000+08:00

13-3-2-21-1-1-8-5
O, Draconian Devil!
Oh, lame saint!

"The scrambled Fibonacci sequence is a clue," Langdon said, taking the printout. "The numbers are a hint as to how to decipher the rest of the message. He wrote the sequence out of order to tell us to apply the same concept to the text. O, Draconian devli? Oh, lame saint? Those lines mean nothing. They are simply letters written out of order."

I had read this novel twice. Just couldn't get enough of it. Hardcore addiction.

Since then, the publisher has come out with the latest illustrated edition which also meant to be a collector's edition, and this shall be in my Christmas wish list. The latest illustrated edition comes with all the pictures described in the novel. At least some of them like The Louvre and Mona Lisa. Saving up all the hassle of browsing the internet for these pictures. I would say this is a good buy for Da Vinci Code fans out there. I have been reading other books of Dan Brown as well. This guy is really a writer. Below is the front cover of the latest illustrated edition. I've seen it in major bookstores around KL already. SRP is RM119, I think.

By the way, Da Vinci Code is in the process of being made into a movie. Tom Hanks is playing the role of Robert Langdon. Appalling. But never mind, the story line is more than just interesting to keep your eyes glued to the screen. Hopefully they make it well.

Max

2004-12-08T04:07:00.000+08:00

Eureka! Finally, I have found out how I could actually publish/attach a picture on my post without much hassle like Hello/Picasa. Prolly I was just not used to that hello bot crap. Since Chris suggested that I crap something about my dog, lol, I will crap about him then. The picture below is Max, the dog whom I've been taking care of for the past 8 years which is equivalent to 56 years old for human age. You would have probably noticed his imbalance ears. That was due to the surgery he had due to some veins that burst and bloated his entire ear with blood - like a water balloon. It was really nice to play with, but he was in pain so I had to get rid of it.

He's an autistic dog. That is what I think. Although he's pretty extended in his age, but he's far worse than a puppy when it comes to fireworks, thunders, loud thuds..etc. He has to sit under an umbrella - a false sense of security I planted in him since he was 1 month old. He follows the umbrella whenever there is one. Else he will whine for one. Nonstop. And when strong wind blows the umbrella into the heavy downpour beyond the shelter of the porch, he will follow that umbrella instead of staying under the porch. Stupid eh?

Premium coffee

2004-12-06T17:27:00.000+08:00

Believe it or not, I wasted RM30 plainly on coffee today. Wasn't exactly part of my plan prior to my "Wireless Lifestyle" posting. I went to campus early today along with my big brother since he's working in Cyberjaya as well. Went to campus to retrieve receipts which I was supposed to compile, categorise, calculate and tabulate appropriately for the Finance Department, eh no, Student Affairs Department first. Getting the receipts probably took me less than 15 minutes, but I have an appointment with KL Tower which was after lunch hours - 3pm.

I couldn't stay in the campus as the library was closed for their annual stock check. No where with air-conditioning that bundles along with wireless internet. So I've decided to go downtown and make full use of the wireless internet there. And I went. Stayed at The Weld until 3pm and went up to KL Tower. Never thought the meeting would fetch for less than 10 minutes. I expected it to last for hours. After getting the proposed event across the table, Billy was so busy that he couldn't stop glancing at his watch and yes, waiting to kick me off the tower. So I left. Like a loser. :(

Not knowing what to do, I have 5 more hours to spend until 8pm. Big bro finishes work at 8pm. Don't ask why he wasn't driving...I did something to his car. Don't ask why. Don't think why. While I kept on figuring on ways to spend the remaining 5 hours, I have decided to go to another Starbucks, but definitely not the same one. So I went to The Summit, USJ. Here I am, typing like an idiot with another cup of hot cappucino. I bet most of you will never plan such stupid itinerary for your day, ever. And I just did. Only me. LOL idiota!

Happy Birthday FANCHEONG~!

2004-12-05T01:01:00.000+08:00

It is our dear Miss Fancheong Lo Swee Won's 20th, yes TWENTIETH, birthday. She's no more that 19 yrs old Miss World wannabe anymore. I was so mesmerised while watching Miss World until I forgot that this alien's birthday is on the 5th of December. Luckily I was late by only an hour :P else she would be telling the whole world how many Starbucks cheesecakes I owe her. Her calculation mechanism is rather odd, she enjoys blurting out huge numbers, like 1000 cakes. So, it goes like "you..you owe me 1000 Starbucks cheesecakes!"

Since it is her birthday, and also our holidays, Swee Won our dear fancheong, there will be no party for you and no present also since Christmas is approaching. I will buy you some fried kuey teow from KL. You must taste some KL food. You've been too kind and generous for treating us your Sarawak royalty cuisine - Kolok Mee.

See? She just sent me an sms again. Let me quote:

"Haha 38 oh...promoting blog eh? Want publicity? Organize LD again. Hahah I got 1 whole cheese cake oh. yummy yum yum. You want? Haha no cakes go sleep. shoo! blek"

Clearly, she has some personal attitude when it comes to cakes. Please forgive her.

Let's just hope she finds true happiness in holding the director post. She loves that post. Everyone sees that fire glowing in her eyes. She has that capability, leadership and charisma(after spa-ing in the hostel toilette.) She could be our next Prime Minister if she is given the chance to crap on the stage with no time limit.

She loves dreaming that she is Sauron or Dobby and according to her, the combination of both creates the world's most powerful, evil and peculiar creature - herself.

Ok, I've better not continue complimenting her on her birthday. Later people smack me with her new iPod. Well, at here, I would like to wish her Happy 20th Birthday again. Hope she grows old faster, taller faster, hair grows faster (she said it's too short), and finally continue to be a good director.

p/s: "You cannot relinquish that post." - Pamela

Happy Birthday Miss Sauronby.

Miss Peru!

2004-12-04T22:42:00.000+08:00

It was really out of my expectations that Miss Peru would win the Miss World 2004 title. I think she ain't that bad actually. But Miss USA was really a magnet..you know like Magneto? I was so captivated by her huge mouth, huge smile, huge eyes, huge hair, and u-know-where.

Pic: Miss Peru, Maria Julia Mantilla Garcia was crowned Miss World 2004

Initially, I was so sceptical with the new method of how a Miss World would be chosen among the many gorgeous ladies. They implemented that sms-to-vote thing and I expected China would flood their sms-es for the sake of their Miss China to win the pageant. The event was held in China anyway, not surprising if they won the title. They are the host and they have the most mobiles in the world. What does Malaysia have? Yes, Miss Gloria Ting. LOL. Anyway, I was glad that Miss Peru won. She's gorgeous with great character, no?

Make Love Not Spam

2004-12-04T03:09:00.000+08:00

Spammers are getting spammed now, isn't it great to know that "what goes around, comes around" is still applicable, even on the web. These spammers must have had their glorious days when they sent us million mails of porns, viagra (they go v-i-a-g-r-a), penis enlargement pills, online degrees and etc? Thanks to Lycos Europe's brilliant bunch of people who created a screen saver for the world to download. This screensaver uses the idle time of your computer to send out a huge amount of data to these spammers' bandwidth - yes, a DoS kind of thing. Since it is a distributed one, so DDoS. And the remaining part of the story, you can read it online.

The sad thing is, these supermen and women were criticised by certain groups. Catch this:

"You can't break into a thief's house just because he breaks into yours. We don't support this or recommend this practice. Directing traffic is part of the degradation of the Internet we are trying to stop," said Steve Linford, director of Spamhaus, a nonprofit antispam organization.

Morally, I think Spamhaus is right. Very righteous. Practically, I think it should be done. Some people must just have to taste their own medicine to know the bitterness out of it. Couldn't help it but they must get a taste of being spammed and even greater, they have to pay for the bandwidth traffic. Not trying to be mean, or revengeful, just trying to help people to learn about ethics. Let's hope that Lycos Europe resurrects that site up for a mass download. Btw, the site is http://www.makelovenotspam.com

The attack of the virtual STDs

2004-12-03T17:33:00.000+08:00

Just the other day, we were laughing at my neighbor who was slapped by a big fat telephone bill. IDD calls made to Papua New Guinea costing up to thousands. Cute thing was, he doesn't know who made these 'calls'. He suspected his dear poor Indonesian maid, and was asking my dad to check things out for him at Telekom. Little did he know that these 'calls' were made due to his own sweet yet careless internet surfings. Maybe the chinese dailies did not publish this issue in their daily papers. So we can't blame him anyway.

So that was it. We were laughing at the consequences some people had to face because they wanted to have some 'fun' online. That was my neighbor's story. Back to my family's. I brought back my desktop for my dad to use since I had a notebook already. In just 1 week, my dad told me his PC was infested with spywares and worms. Huh? One week? Fine, I will give it a check during my holidays. Gawd! His PC was so infested that the entire OS crashed the moment it finished booting up. I was wondering then, what sites on earth did my dad surf? Hehe, you guys should know better where to contract these 'diseases'...I would call it the virtual STDs. Dad didn't install any antivirus so, his PC had AIDS. No cure. Have to reformat.

There I was reinstalling the entire OS for him and with no warning, the entire PC shut down by itself. Not knowing why, I tried switching on the power button again, and then a sweet Roti Boy aroma of burned plastic plus some soft hissing sound (like marjerin being tossed onto a hot plate.) Hah? Damn.

Not my fault. Please. I was just a 'doctor' trying to diagnose that damn computer and it gave up on me. So I handed my dad an invoice on what spare parts have to be bought with the (hiked up) price. Maybe he would want to get a new PC. I don't know. Moral of the story, don't be a pervert. Stay loyal. No STDs. No virtual STDs too and you save your wallet from greedy doctors like me.

Online music portal?

2004-12-03T12:28:00.000+08:00

Just received this sms from Maxis recommending this Christmas album to me at http://www.musiccanteen.com

I was still in wonderland, couldn't even open up my eyes properly and there, Music Canteen? Oh well, a blend of music and food, perfect scene for the Malaysians' nocturnal lifestyle. I was wondering if an online purchasing of a CD could be done, at least, that was what initially came to my mind. An online CD store. Just like CDnow.com.

I downloaded some sample tracks and listened to them and was still browsing...where the hell is the online store? Then only I realised how stupid I have been. It is an online music download portal. The basic mechanism is, you pay RM3 and you get to download a song of the local artists that you like. The artist could be pretty established or could be some newbie posting their tracks online. But RM3 per song? Thanks but no thanks. I rather hit my ass off to the Tower Records or something.

Although I may not be supportive (financially), I still hope this site thrives with more enthusiastic fans who are willing to fork out RM3 to support their home-brewed idols. I will cross my fingers and wait for a serious local online music store which sells CDs and delivers them to my house (not my mp3 player or ipod.) As for now, I will continue making trips to the bricks and mortar music store downtown.

Regrets - lost count?

2004-12-02T03:35:00.000+08:00

Remember those Miss World TV programmes? Ok, follow me to the part where the emcee asks the finalists this question - "If there was one thing in life that you regret, what would it be?"
And certainly, their common answer would be - "I have no regrets at all, I love my life."?

I wasn't going to criticise their answers. Just that I saw the advertisement on Miss World which will be on the 4th December, 9pm on StarWorld (yeah this serves as a reminder to all of us here too.) Let's put us as people who are very optimistic about life. Do we really have no regrets at all? Yes I know the bad decisions, stupid actions might have contributed so much to your learnings in life but, but will you not hope that certain things just never happened before?

Although I am grateful for the events in my life that shaped me into who I am today, there are regrets, lots of them. Worst thing is, I could never make up to these regrets anymore. They're history. If they never happened, I wouldn't have learned. Sometimes I learned too late, when things went astray then only I realised, ah damn, I shouldn't have done that.

Which would you prefer? A life of innocence with butterflies around daisies with no regrets or rather a life stained with tears, bitterness and regrets? I know it's a question of whether the glass is half full or half filled but there ought to be a choice where some of us rather, ok let's take an example, should war break out among nations so that more advance technology could be invented? (Bear in mind that, the world wars contributed so much to technology like your internet and computers.)

This log was composed on 2nd Dec, 3:57am. Pardon me if it sounded stupid. Just trying to fulfill my earlier said 10 blogs in this 3 weeks. I have 3 now. Cheers :P

Wireless Lifestyle??

2004-12-01T20:35:00.000+08:00

Some time ago, most coffee houses like Starbucks are just some high-street lepak spots for people who are willing to fork out that much of cash for a cup of latte. Starbucks, after all, is one part caffeine and nine parts cachet. Yet today, it is very common to find out that these coffee houses are providing high-speed internet, most importantly, it is free. And you can see corporate figures and tertiary students typing on their notebooks vigorously, business conducted through presentations, etc. It is very nice to have these cosmopolitan attitudes brewing in our own country.

Come to think of it, these coffee houses are producing some kind of character. Instead of sitting there sipping that cup of ice blended mocha with that slice of cheesecake, isn't it more productive or rather, enjoyable if you could hook online and do what you always used doing online? For instance, emails, blogging, music, real time data processing...etc. It is undeniably true that you will see more students/corporate figures in the coffee houses with their earphones up and notebooks on in the near future. Of course there will still be chatters in the coffee houses. They are the regulars, should they 'perish' off, the coffee house should be converted into a library instead.

The pitfall however, is that these ppl who came with their full gears preparing to backpack in their cosy seats are going to sit there for quite some time. You know how comfortable it is with good ambiance, temperature and coffee. Since Starbucks will charge you a premium on these services through your cup of latte, you might as well just fully utilise their services, to the max.

p/s: Not all Starbucks outlets are providing free broadband services. Just a majority of them. And only Starbucks is providing it free. Thanks to Time's ZONE broadband service. Other coffee houses might charge a premium on these services.

A new start

2004-11-27T14:47:00.000+08:00

Merriam-Webster websites' most frequently searched word of the year - 'blog'. I always wondered what is so spectacular about this online journal, or rather - blogging? The only good I could think of is the refinement of our mastery on the language. Perhaps I was not being broad enough in my perspectives. Thus was why I didn't continue blogging on my first blog.

After reading blogs and blogs by my friends, I came to discover the true fun behind blogging. It was quite enigmatic actually. I could spend hours reading blogs of others! Which was probably what drove me to setting up this new blog. Well, I didn't really have anything on my mind yet. Of course there are things that happened in our everyday life, I just couldn't relate them into block of words yet. Yea, call me a log. You are a bozo. :P

I hope I could sustain for at least 10 articles in this 3 short weeks. What kept you guys going and going in your blogs? Talk back to me. This is when I need to learn from experienced bloggers out there. Will be back after my quest in searching for something to be written about.