Beneath the Ice

Moved

2008-07-13T11:48:00.000+08:00

Because blogger is for kids.For more intellectual articles,go here.

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Hello,I'm not dead

2008-06-23T22:41:00.002+08:00

Here's an update.You're welcome Munster.=D

Recently,I have noticed something which has been bothering me a lot.It concerns the noble art of speaking.Speaking is the most common way humans use to communicate in this modern age,because we don't live in trees anymore and pluck flies out of each other's hair.Thanks to the wonderful inventiveness of the person who created language,we no longer need to speak to one another by making weird noises,pointing obscenely,and grunting.However the art of speaking has been anally violated in some of the most despicable ways ever in history.

Have you ever noticed that some people,when they run out of words or want to sound in control,tend to resort to certain words which inadvertently (or perhaps not so inadvertent) make them sound cool and like they have an extended vocabulary,but instead make them look as if they couldn't come up with anything to fill the gap or make themselves look more intelligent?No?I am talking about people who use words such as "actually" and "basically",just to name a few.

These people usually use these words when they try to typically explain something.They start off with something like "Basically,this thing works this way...".However,they don't realize the actual meaning of what they are saying.The word basically is used to explain something in very basic terms,which is to say,to cut the long story short and summarize everything.But no,people go on and on saying "Basically,-" followed by a long detailed explanation of whatever the hell they are saying but they are everything but brief and basic.It's amazing how contradictory humans can become.

Next is "actually".The word actually is used to describe something in well...actual terms.It is typically used to correct a misunderstanding by the other party and is used to clarify confusion/lack of comprehension.Again,people commonly misuse the word to explain something which was never explained beforehand.People who speak like "Actually,this project was done etc..." should be shot because yes,you dumbass, we do know that what you're saying is actually actual,because otherwise you'd probably be lying or giving false information,and since that's probably not the case,there's no need to state the bloody obvious.

And lastly,there is also the word "technically".Just to be clear,the word technically is again,to explain something technical-wise (I am Captain bloody Obvious,so what,some people don't get it) but people do use it to explain anything-but-technical stuff.Holy God.When someone goes "technically,this is not supposed to be like this..." usually what they are saying is not technical.What they actually want to use is "actually",or "basically".Because of further lack of gray matter,they can't even choose the wrong word they wanna use.

Unsurprisingly,it is the teenage and young adult age group people who are guilty of such explicit offences,not to mention speaking with the word "like" practically before every adjective or verb and inventing new slangs.Whatever happened to speaking normally?Society's norms have forced everyone to conform lest they are left out from the "in" group,the popular and trendy fashion-following and sex-indulging mainstream generation.This leads us to further pollution of language,which is the fake accent.

Fake accent people are either (a) too cool (b) not cool (c) clueless as to where they live and how the natives speak or (d) emotionally,mentally and socially unstable.They can't even open their mouth for fear of people thinking they come from some place such as Sri Lanka or some village/third-world country where in their minds those places represent all that evolution rejects,i.e. they are backward in some way.

So their emotions turn upside down and they start thinking "Oh shit,I better speak like I was educated in London and grew up on the streets of New York or else people find out that I am actually Malaysian and Malaysian people speak English like fish mongers,which is sooooo embarrassing in front of all my hip and fashionable friends,who also happened to be educated overseas and therefore they sound soooo cool speaking like a bastard who spend hours watching CSI just to perfect their accent...!!! Holy shit I need to speak like I am cool!!! Malaysians are not cool! They don't speak cool..!!

Unfortunately,you also sound like a bad poser who can't copy a damn accent to save your life,so why don't you save your efforts and settle for sounding not cool,which is what you really are,and learn to love your image in the mirror and stop trying to hard not to be yourself?The bottom line is,we don't need to sound cool to survive in life.We just need to be genuine,not artificial.Be original,and people will buy original.

Since I've got nothing to write...

2008-05-31T22:09:00.003+08:00

alvin says:
nvm
alvin says:
go out with me more
alvin says:
then u'll be a man
\m/ - Eric likes to do what he likes,when he likes,because he likes it-and then fuck off. - Howard Wilkinson on Eric Cantona says:
more like a gay...since im going out with a guy

Well hope that's kept you guys entertained.By the way...I found recent evidence my uncle was a hippie.At least a hippie follower...cause he dressed like one.It's ironic that a generation later his nephew is a hippie-basher i.e. metalhead.

United the Double Champions 2007/2008

2008-05-23T22:55:00.003+08:00

The night I stayed up to watch this final it was genuinely nail-biting tension for me.Now I know how it feels like to be taken to uncertainty right until the final kick of the game.What a game! But what a fitting end for the season.

All year long United were the most consistent team in all of Europe.I rewatched the trophy presentation and again felt the euphoria of the victory.It is really really fantastic.Just watching them do the lap of honour,the victory parade...it's an indescribable feeling.It's the first European Cup I have watched United win.

But credit to Chelsea,on another day and in another season,they might well have ended up champions after losing Jose Mourinho early in the season and staying on to fight till the end.Seeing John Terry cry and not even acknowledging his runners-up medal,it is sad but that's life and there's only one winner.

Back to United,it is obvious that this is a team littered with winners all over the field.How oldies like Giggs,Scholes,Neville and Van der Sar,all veterans with families and quiet lifestyles can play on the same pitch with such an understanding with much younger (and of a different generation) is really amazing.I just realized this after seeing the different ways United players lifted the trophy.The overdue wait for Scholes,the evergreen enthusiasm of Giggs even though he has won so many medals,and Van der Sar,whose last European Cup win came 12 years ago and who has enjoyed tremendous success in his early career only to play at lower levels thereafter.I really believe fate played a huge part in this.

Add this to young hungry players like Anderson,Nani,Rooney and Ronaldo and the formula of success is there for all to see.The sheer joy coming from them enjoying success at such a young age,only to grow and succeed the older generation...the potential of a brighter future is there.And the best is yet to come because these players can be even better in the future.This is what Manchester United is really about.

Kings of Europe and Premiership Champions 2007/2008.Relive moments below.

Home made from T. Ben on Vimeo.

The Battle

2008-05-10T15:06:00.003+08:00

Shield and sword in hand,I bravely led the line.I thought I could outfight my instincts,my emotions.I thought I could,and I thought I would.I never thought more wrong.

My army surged forward.They have failed me before,but after rigorous training and conditioning,I was ever so confident in their abilites,in their strength.They have never been stronger,I thought.And so we charged on.

The battle was fought on all fronts.Physically,psychologically,emotionally.War cries were issued,muscles flexed.Still I stood strong.I could feel and taste the victory.It was a demanding effort,but I was winning.I stood motionless and basked for a moment in the sweetness of victory.I allowed myself to feel smug,and arrogant.To enjoy the moment while it lasted.But the enemy was overwhelming in its uncanny ability to find the chinks in my armor,the wounds in my body.Those that I never knew I still had.Slowly,my strength diminished.I was losing.

I refused to accept defeat.How could I lose,I thought,how could I?It is impossible.I had never been so dominant before,never been in more control.Never been so strong in my resolve,never so immovable.But as always,God's will brought me down when He wanted me to fall.The outcome was inevitable.

Only when I am lying on the floor with the grime and dirt do I see things from a humbler point of view and not get my head stuck in the clouds.God is good and always will be.I thank Him for his lessons,and his mercy.Most of all,His love.For no love lasts forever like his.And for that,all glory be to Him.

I drag my weapon and shield back in hand,and put up the armor again.Bring it on once more.

Just a little food for thought

2008-05-09T12:05:00.004+08:00

How useful is a seatbelt?

As a substitute pillow.

And this is what emo music can do to people.These two nutters should be shot to death.

Holy shit!!!

2008-05-03T11:16:00.005+08:00

Click for larger image.

Apparently someone likes my Facebook display picture.Well I don't know if this is for real but I'd imagine this lovely person's reaction if I told her that the picture was taken using a Sony Ericsson phone camera and not some snazzy gizmo punk'd up camera with high-resolution lens and whatnot.But I appreciate the interest,thank you.

WAHAHAHAHAHA.

Credits
Photographer: John Ti (thanks bro)
Model (LOL) : Me lar,who else?

John's lasting legacy

2008-04-28T22:38:00.003+08:00

Sociologists have identified a few contexts of dying in hospitals.In the context of open awareness,the patient and staff are fully aware that the patient i dying.Provide a 350-word narrative which illustrates this context.

When John first received the news of the cause of all the pain he has been experiencing in the past 6 months,he couldn't believe his ears.His world came to an end and he couldn't believe that he was actually going to die.Unable to accept the bitter truth,he let out his anguish in a scream which was heard by everyone in the range of 4 floors in the hospital.

John had been brave and bold enough to go to the doctor and got him to reveal the exact nature of his disease.With the support of his wife Yoko and brothers Paul,George and Ringo,he thought that nothing would be a problem he couldn't solve.Until the doctor told him that he had been diagnosed with stage 4 testicular cancer.As it was,it wasn't a personal thing.John was,after all,a famous star and everyone knew him.The medical staff were devastated.Everyone in the hospital knew.

John's wife,Yoko,sought the help of a psychologist to help John cope with the face that he had not long to live.John had avoided his family's support and his brothers' company,to the point that he went to Paul's house and threw a brick at his window,and said afterwards: "He deserved it,the cunt." However,after his meeting with the psychologist,who was also an expert on social sciences,John's personality and attitude began to change.He began doing what he loved most;playing his guitar and making music.He held several reunions at his second home at Abbey Road with his brothers started enjoying his life again,without giving any thought to his illness.John was no longer the moody,depressed (often drunk) man he used to be and was now slipping back into the personality which won him many fans and admirers alike (although he steadfastly refused to dispose of the bitch Yoko and even posed nude together with her at one point).Even his relationship with Paul improved to an extent where both of them were seen sharing a drink and laughing together.

The psychologist who treated John described his recovery as "remarkable",having been dismissed as a lost cause when his band broke up previously.He said that,in an open awareness situation where both the patient and everyone else was aware of the patient's condition,the path to death is made easier to walk.This is because family and friends can do all they can to help the patient live a meaningful remainder of his life rather than letting him rot on his own.

Also,the patient would not withdraw into a shell and stay hollow but instead,he would choose to make life easier and better for the doctors,staff,family and most importantly,his fans the world over.To remain a caring family member and a good friend is the best and most acceptable way to die.

Alas,two weeks before he was predicted to die,John was shot dead by an mad ungrateful psychotic *insert expletive* assailant waiting outside his house.The world mourned the loss of one of the finest people to ever live on this earth.Thus,John's legacy will continue to live forever in our ears and our hearts.

The above was my answer to my sociology quiz question a couple of months ago.It is a tribute to John Lennon.Except the testicular cancer part,which I admit,I'm not sure it exists.

Sometimes you wonder if Alex Ferguson has a brain in his head

2008-04-24T20:43:00.002+08:00

At this rate,United will become the new Liverpool even if they do win the Champions League.Even the Scousers managed to score at the Nou Camp,never mind win 2-1.As a United fan who is proud of the way that we do not serve up regular dour football such as Chelsea-Liverpool ties,it is an embarrassing kick in the nuts to say the least.

All of United's shortcomings were glaringly highlighted in the drab draw and it is definitely premature to say that "they have surpassed Barcelona as the most entertaining side in Europe",as one newspaper so loudly declared.A late injury to Nemanja Vidic forced Fergie to reshuffle his back four and as a consequence,Lionel Messi was allowed room to maneuver as Owen Hargreaves was deployed to right-back to cover for Wes Brown,who moved into the centre of defence.

For the World's Richest Club™,this is unimaginable.Surely a club with such resources could compensate right?Where was Gary Neville?And this was supposed to be the most talented side Sir Alex has had since he started at United.Well then I can't imagine how bad were the United of the 90s which ruled the Premiership and had players like Cantona and Bryan Robson.

The most talented side's midfield pairing of Scholes and Carrick hardly got a sniff of the ball in midfield where players unknown to the Premier League's worshippers such as Xavi and Iniesta ran the show.And when they did,they were in such a generous mood that they decided that since their own teammates don't want the ball,they gave it straight back to Barca.Another Barca player,Deco,who needed the club to invent a fake injury to cover for his absence in training was in fact one of the star players of the night. And to think that Messi was half-fit,Eto'o was sulking,and Ronaldinho was missing!

I lost count of the number of times United players had to drag down opponents to stop them weaving their pretty passes around the pitch.Scholes was outclassed countlessly and even got nutmegged a few times.(For your info,nutmeg=ball goes under your legs and it is extremely embarassing) What happened to Anderson?And when did Rooney and Ronaldo swap roles?Rooney was never a winger and Ronaldo could never be a striker,however many goals he scored.And here's another point to prove.

Much has been said about the duel between Ronaldo and Messi,about the same was said at the same stage last year when Kaka led Milan to a 3-0 win over United.In this case,the tables were actually in Ronaldo's favour,as Messi has just recovered from injury.This point was proven when an opportunity dropped onto Cristiano's lap when United were awarded a penalty in the 3rd minute.And Ron,with his charismatic shoulder-shrugging,air-blowing swagger,stepped up to blast it over.What a miss.

You can't rate a player based on just a missed kick,after all,this is a stadium where fans love to whistle more than anything else and gave Luis Figo a warm homecoming by throwing a pig's head at him.However,the gulf between Ronaldo and Messi was obvious.While Ronaldo laboured alone up front,often facing three or more men at the same time,Messi was bewitching.A graceful lob over Patrice Evra and a control down his thigh told everyone present all they needed to know when it comes to who's better on the big stage.And on the biggest stage of them all,Ronaldo is often invisible.

The advantage is slim,but it is Barca who holds it.The statistics are simple: United win and they're through.However,if they do concede one,they will have to come back with two,and this was how Arsenal knocked Milan out when Fabregas delivered that crucial blow so late into the game.And if United play this cautiously at Old Trafford,Chelsea can only dream of halting a Barcelona side who are a shade of their former selves.

ATTENTION!

2008-04-22T23:51:00.005+08:00

ATTENTION! To my beloved readers.

I am currently broke.I have NO MONEY.I have plans to date a beautiful,adorable gorgeous babe but the financial gods have not been kind to me.(Although the Almighty has,just to add this in) I have spoiled my handphone's earphones which cost me RM120.My dad is threatening to cut my allowance.I no longer sweep the roads of Subang because MPSJ has decided not to give me a third chance after retrenching me from the janitor's office and replacing me with Pak Lah.I have an outstanding summons I have not paid and my license is blacklisted.I now owe loan sharks an amazing $10,000,000,000,000,000 because I borrowed money to bet on Chelsea,therefore I stand to lose my money because they will lose to Liverpool tonight at Anfield.As a result,an amount of ten times that number has been placed on my head.Because of all these problems,I have enlisted the help of Nuffnang Ads,legalized money lender,to try and add some pittance to my pocket (which has a hole inside,just to let you know).However,although Nuffnang guarantees quick cash and no interest,they are also not without their own terms and conditions.Nuffnang henchmen have kindly let me know that payment will be delivered "one shot",which is to say,RM50 satu kali.So I need to gather many visits because I can't earn RM0.0025 for each visit I get.And anyway what use is 1 rupiah?

People,my LIFE is at stake.I have no choice but to rely on you to regularly drop by this site of mine,which I promise will be added some cool thingamajiggy to try and make it more appealing to people of the same generation.I have a deal for all of you.All you have to do is to click my link every single day.That's all.You don't even have to read the rubbish here.Just do it.(Please don't sue,Nike.) It will be worthwhile.Once I clear my debts,the money I receive will be used to belanja you guys teh tarik at the Klang river.So,it's a fair trade,right?

I can here the YES.Thanks so much guys.
Gua suka sama lu.

X Rated

2008-04-21T23:42:00.001+08:00

Please put up with this one and feel free to comment.

\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
i wanted her...?
alvin says:
yeah
alvin says:
u keep asking how's s*****
alvin says:
u might consider her and all
alvin says:
dun pretend la
\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
LOL
\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
if i wanted,i would've tried one year and 4 months ago
\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
why start now?
alvin says:
dun lie la
alvin says:
i heard it from ur own mouth
alvin says:
u s*****-liker
\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
thats damn lame man
alvin says:
its not lame
alvin says:
cos i typed it out
alvin says:

\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
thats even lamer still =.='
\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
im gonna put this on my blog
alvin says:
put la
alvin says:
i'll be damn famous
\m/ ifrozensolid \m/ They say jump,you say how high. I'll put a fuckin' bullet in your head says:
okay that's the green light lol

OMFG

2008-04-21T09:06:00.000+08:00

What Adrian Wong Zhun Zyip Means

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.

You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.

You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.

You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.

People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.

You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.

You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.

You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.

You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.

You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.

You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.

You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.

You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.

You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator!

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.

You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.

At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.

You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.

Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.

You are incredibly wise and perceptive. You have a lot of life experience.

You are a natural peacemaker, and you are especially good at helping others get along.

But keeping the peace in your own life is not easy. You see things very differently, and it's hard to get you to budge.

You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.

Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.

Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.

You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.

And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.

You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.

You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.

You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.

You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.

You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.

Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.

Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.

What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?

Time for something meaningful here

2008-04-18T12:32:00.004+08:00

So exams are over.Finally.I don't know how many of you still remember KH (that's kemahiran hidup for those of you who forgot) exams back in PMR.Remember 80 objective questions about tools you're not gonna bother using in the future,toilets and such?Well,it's almost the same as 100 objective questions about ways to do research.But here it is massively understated because without any sample questions to put here not one of you will know how big a torture Research Methods is.

Anyhow,it's about two weeks of holidays before my last exams are here,so I'm gonna take my own time to study.In the meantime,I have been looking at other people's blogs just for fun and out of sheer boredom.And some blogs I have read really made me feel that why the hell some people actually bother filling their space with mounds of the same old nonsense which is boring at best and downright irritating at worst.The aforementioned people tend to be girls.Here's an example.

Went shopping today.With the bitches.Haven't had fun in a while due to *cough* certain reasons.Bought a bra,tube,skirt and extra pads since like,period's been coming extra heavy and PMS is even heavier.Totally.teeheehee hee!!Also,the gang like,ambushed me today since it was like,my birthday.Attempted to dunk me into the lake near my house but failed cuz I was badass today.Like how I am every day of the year.Don't EVER mess with me during that time of the month.Or at all.RAWR ^^ Randomnessssss. (What the fuck..??) Anyway,here are some pictures

You get the idea.It's so boring when every post describes stuff which is bland and repetitive.Not that guys are exempt from it too.A guy's lameass blog post would sound like something like this.

Mahai today damnnnn tulan lar.Ah Siao came over...so we went yumcha lar...at that Nasi Kandar with kakilang...but so boring lar holidays,beh song at home see my mother scold scold scold so went play dotA.Then Kenny act like cibai I ask him to alti (how do you spell it?) but he press wrong button!!! MCHKNNCCB scold him like fuck but he say i so noob so u diamcat

I cannot go on.It is too much for me.I know it is their blog,so their wish la what they wanna write but who wants to keep typing the same crap again and again?Is it so interesting to crap about your daily life?Unless their readers are similar to them that they have nothing better to do?

Another thing I have noticed is that blogs nowadays have a similar layout.Especially girls's blogs.One thing most of them have is a wish-list.What on earth for?To show off that you like the latest,most fashionable items?What I don't understand that is the world is becoming more materialistic,but what's worse is that people who are materialistic want to show off more than ever.Also,the endless photos.Are photos of unique drinks and foodstuffs THAT beautiful?Also shots with stupid poses.What an eyesore at every blog.To be fair,some are actually extremely nice and well done.But I have seen blogs which have these things every few posts.And that it is becoming a trend for people who start blogging to follow in their footsteps and do the same thing.What has happened to uniqueness?Why not be proud that your blog is yours and therefore whatever it contains is special in its own way?Stupidness.

I will stop going to those lame blogs.Such a waste of my time.

By the way I will reply to those tags at my chatbox.Sorry guys been busy with exams.

Note:Not sexist I am.

My blog sucks

2008-04-13T13:38:00.000+08:00

So disappointing right.I got nothing to write.

Pffffft

2008-04-07T21:47:00.002+08:00

I am still alive.For more than one reason,especially today.

Exactly in the past week I have endured things so testing that the common layman will also shit his pants.

Assignments.Not one or two.Millions of 'em!! Yes I was worked like an Indian slave.Also,on Sunday,Bible classes,v201,which was spiritual maturity.I survived four hours of boredom although I did learn a thing or two.Hah.

Then United also did a good job shortening my life by a year or two by drawing at Boro.Now I am not saying Boro are a bad team,although in actual fact they are.But drawing to a mid-table team?That sucks so bad but it's typical United...remember Wolves '04?Then some other cibai team in '05?4-1 reverse at City in '06(I think)?They are so bad they can draw with a team containing the most overhyped Brazilian Alfonso Alves,lose to a relegated team like Wolves by a goal to a striker who now plys his trade in the Scottish Premier League,which is the equivalent of the Dutch Second Division...never mind.Enough whining for now.

Suddenly,I feel like giving a tribute to Absynth Association.This is my ex-band which is currently laid to rest,rusting in peace.I am proud to say that they are the best guys in the world to hang out with.Let me introduce the fellas.

JAMES ROBIND PHILIPOSE-The best macha you could ever have in your life.A great friend whom I can share almost anything with,and he'll back your ass up no matter what.I forgot how I met him but glad I did.Loyalty is his middle name.Great guitarist but also great attitude,which is a rare combination with wannabe rockstars you see on the streets nowadays.Dude you are fine the way you are stop thinking about that one chick and move on.Thanks for the countless advice and all dei.I fucking miss the time we went to your house and wrote the songs it was damn chun but we never got to play it.Absynth will have a reunion soon.

AKASH LENNON MCCARTNEY STARR HARRISON ARASU/POTTU-Conveniently I forgot what pottu meant but now this guy is miles away in the land of cheese and shit I wish you were here dammit.I need to jam,you need to jam,and we're not sharing music tastes and daily crap in the studio.What the fuck??First time meeting him I remember discussing Victor Wooten and he goes "dei Victor Wooten is like a god among bassists" shakes my hand and welcome to the band.Cha KEEP IN TOUCH.And bring home those photos in those concerts and also the Wacken festival.

VIVEK VASANT-Dude although we spent quite little time together cause you always had to go off but it was great jamming with you man.Also a top-class guitarist and a shy and quiet guy.It's been a pleasure to have performed with you.

JEFF-My Chinese brother from another mother.Gave me advice hen I was lost without God and now he is in Australia charming all the chicks in Aussie.Hopes he doesn't forget that I am single and available here! Jeff if you are reading this please don't buat bodoh.You owe me like,a favour or five.=D

Long live Absynth.

Too cool for you

2008-04-02T22:59:00.001+08:00

Bring it on.

2008-03-29T22:09:00.002+08:00

I hear the beats.I hear the flow.I hear the bass tone down below.
I hear the riffs.The chugging and crunching.And the intensity starts building and building.
The vocals come in.Loud and deafening.Just the way we crave it.
Who says Christians can't love metal?

And God said,let there be music.And there was metal.God also said,let there be rock.And there was Led Zeppelin.Pink Floyd.The Who.Guns n' Roses.One genre gave birth to another.That was what God meant by "go forth and multiply."

And multiply they did.

Random

2008-03-29T21:46:00.002+08:00

Hey people.How's life?Guess what?

I zha-ed my Psych lecturer Dr. Goh and Ms Winnee today.Yes that Ms Winnee.She isn't so bad after all you know.Free pizzas can change anything.Just so you know.

Tata.

Best I Ever Had

2008-03-27T02:20:00.003+08:00

Hey,hey,I can see the sun peep through the canopy of the forest's shelter
And the long and winding road spreads out in front at my feet.
But then I realise I was standing in an illusion.

I am riding the wave of uncertainty
And I sail without a direction,for I feel your wind blowing me north and south
And I stand confused,rooted to the spot
I try to look around but all I see is a vast empty stretch of the clear blue sea.

But God is full of promises,for Jesus is Lord
I hope that you'd gently give me a nudge either way what you want us to be,where you want us to go
Maybe a little puff out to the east so we can catch the rising sun,and walk hand in hand to the highest point in time to see the sun set in the west.

Imagine,if we just Let it Be
All you Need is Love
And I wanna Hold Your Hand and walk down the Long and Winding Road
And I see the sun poke through the canopy of clouds
Hey,hey,down comes the stairway to heaven.

No sense am I making

2008-03-23T15:10:00.002+08:00

My blog's as empty as my brain.So sad case right.
Anyone can emphatise with me?God help me.

Grand Slam Sunday

2008-03-23T00:30:00.002+08:00

Tomorrow is Easter.Easter is the occasion where our Lord Jesus Christ rose again from the grave to ascend to heaven,3 days after He was crucified for all our sins.Therefore,we should always love Him more than anything/anyone else,for who in this world would die for everyone's (the human race,that is) sins?The answer:Nobody.No George Bush,not Pak Lah,nobody.Therefore He is our Lord and our Saviour.

Tomorrow is also a day for people to cancel everything they have for the night,because there are 2 *yawn* great games of football on show,Man Utd v Liverpool and *yawn once again* Chelsea v Arsenal.Seriously,the last time these two met,there was only two goals and not a lot of entertaining football,but once again people get their hopes up just because "the title race is still on","Liverpool are dueling Everton for fourth" yawn drone blah piss pffft bleh.Anyway,I predict Man Utd will win 1-0,and a boring 0-0 or draw at Chelsea.

And also,have you ever had the experience that your heart stopped beating?I felt it today.This has only happened a rare few times,but it takes something special for it to happen,like Man Utd's penalty against Arsenal in Sept 03 (which they missed) and so on...you get the drift.But I won't go into details here,if I feel like it I will post it,if not then too bad la.But then tomorrow promises to be a special day.

Man Utd for the title!!!

Just a little patience

2008-03-20T20:16:00.003+08:00

Been listening to Stairway to Heaven and Sweet Child O' Mine recently.Again and again and again and again and why don't people nowadays make music like this anymore?No people just love to milk the cash cow that is mainstream music don't they.

I need Absynth so badly.I need my music my music my music like a drug,like a alcoholic needs their booze and a smoker needs their cigarettes.

Shed a tear 'cause I'm missing you
But I'm still alright to smile
Girl, I think about you every day now
'Was a time when I wasn't sure
But you set my mind at ease
There is no doubt you're in my heart now
Said woman take it slow
And It'll work itself out fine
All we need is just a little patience
Said Sugar make it slow
And we'll come together fine
All we need is just a little patience
(inhale) Patience...

I sit here on the stairs
'Cause I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you right now, I'll wait dear
Sometimes, I get so tense
But I can't speed up the time
But you know, love, that there's one more thing to consider
Said woman take it slow
And things will be just fine
You and I just used a little patience
Said Sugar take the time
'Cause the lights are shining bright
You and I got what it takes to make it
We wont fake it
And never brake it
'Cause I cant take it

...little patience, mmm yeah, ooh yeah,
I need a little patience, yeah
Just a little patience, yeah
Some more pati... (ence, yeah)
I've been walking these streets at night
Just trying to get it right (Need some patience, yeah)
It's hard to see with so many around
You know I don't like being stuck in a crowd (Could use some patience, yeah)
And the streets don't change but maybe the name
I ain't got time for the game
'Cause I need you (Patience, yeah)
Yeah, yeah well I need you
Oh, I need you (Take some patience)
Whoa, I need you (Just a little patience is all we need)
Ooh, All this ti- me....

Let us Imagine

2008-03-08T01:13:00.004+08:00

I'm currently in Genting right now.Starbucks to be precise.I brought my dad's laptop here with the reason of doing work...actually,I really want to do it,just that it's not tonight.For the first time since I can't recall,I am actually enjoying my life.ACTUALLY ENJOYING MY LIFE.And the feeling is good.

Sitting here in Starbucks,with the cool chilling air around me,with the Beatles playing on in the back,I really really feel like this is bliss.The best part is the fact that my parents are not around,they are currently snoring away in the hotel room and I am out here onlining and doing whatever I do without the fear of being reprimanded for staying up too late or using the computer for too long.This is TOTAL FREEDOM.I never get chances to enjoy times like these at home.Any time soon though my dad might wake up and give me a call (I'm probably tempting fate by saying this) but then still I'm on a holiday and what am I supposed to do when I get back to the room,sleep?Tomorrow is election day so I don't need to get up,they have.And I have the room key so I won't wake them.

Anyway,being in Starbucks now makes me tempted to get some coffee.I got the raspberry tea which is the only thing I've purchased in my life from Starbucks so far.I know some of you will go like "What the FUCKKK?You can't be serious" especially the caffeine lovers but yeah,seriously.The smallest cup (ironically named "tall") costs 12.50.13.13 after tax.Man the prices here are OBSCENE.Then again,Starbucks is obscene after all.But the coffee,the aroma...is intoxicating.I'm genuinely addicted to the smell.Perhaps tomorrow I will get a cup...what size,I won't know...after all if the smallest is labeled tall,what are they gonna label the biggest?After me maybe?Haha.

On another note,Alvin just told me he stole 3 flags from the campaigning near his house in Kota Kemuning-BN,Keadilan and PAS.Great job man.His original plan was to take a PAS flag and stand among BN supporters and shout "Undilah PAS!!" But then he chickened out haha.

alvin says:
i stole 3 flags just now
alvin says:
pas keadilan and bn
\m/ iUNCLE \m/ says:
hahahaa
\m/ iUNCLE \m/ says:
u bastard
\m/ iUNCLE \m/ says:
damn funny larrrr
alvin says:
but i dun dare la to do original plan
alvin says:
later kena whack
\m/ iUNCLE \m/ says:
lollollolol

So then I asked him what he planned to do with the flags?

\m/ iUNCLE \m/ I hope someday you'll join us,and the world will be as one says:
haha wei
\m/ iUNCLE \m/ I hope someday you'll join us,and the world will be as one says:
so wat did u do lar with the flags?
alvin says:
dunno
alvin says:
keep la as colelction

PRICELESS.

Can you put a price on peace?

2008-03-05T22:23:00.009+08:00

I just saw Pui Ling's post.I feel bad for her cause I know exactly how that felt.And believe me having the feeling that you have no friends is one of the worst feelings you could have.Like you enter uni and sit in one corner and you see people around you who are talking about whatever in loud voices and you start thinking "Why can't I be like that too?" It's way way bad.And then you start reminiscing about old times in high school/college and all.

I'm glad I found a group of monkeys in HELP whom I regularly hang out with.Drum roll and introduction.

The guy on the left is ALVIN.He is also known as Joe Satriani.Potential rockstar and pimp because he is always on the lookout for beautiful girls.As you can see from his expression,he also loves to see his face in pictures.Nyahahaha.

On the right is Su'Rynn/Su.The girl with the widest smile you'd ever see and also has a sweet mole on her right cheek.No wonder got boyfriend after 3 weeks. =P

This is MENG LI/Dai ka ceh.Sooo impressed that I know Mandarin. =0 Don't study in Chinese school also will know okay. =)

ADE and JIE XIN.The sweetest girl (also most innocent) and the quietest guy you'd ever find.Your head.When Ade opens her mouth you know she's never been innocent and when Jie Xin does so you know that he's NOT quiet.He just acts like he is.Haha see...disguises exposed already.

This is XING.My crapping companion and fellow Man Utd supporter.Actually there is one more guy.That is JOHN.But due to no pictures for now,I will settle for just mentioning him here.One day I will find an incriminating one and blackmail him with it.And last but not least...

Sharon...my dear friend and the person whom I find when I am hungry to teman me eat.So glad to have a buddy from SAM and thanks for enduring my constant mood swings.=D

Pictures taken from Ade's blog and Li Hong's.

A Tout le Monde (To all the world)

2008-03-03T21:37:00.002+08:00

I am REBORN.A new person.All thanks to these people in no particular order...my brothers-from-other-mothers Jimmy and pottu,Joandee,my cell leader and God.Thanks for waking me up from the slumber which I fell into.Thanks Akash for telling me I've been being a pundek and slitting my wrists and all (they have now healed without the trace of a scar haha). Thanks Jie Yao for that awesome jam session.We can do Britney next time around.

Because all things come and all things go and what matters most is what you keep in your memory and heart,and where the people who matter to you keep you in their hearts.No I am not being emo again because I have now lost the capacity for being a moping asshole.

Last week was great.Went for futsal at a place near Jalan 222,which was another God-forsaken place.And I also scratched my dad's Waja again,this time on the left but the line wasn't as long as the one on the right,but that car belonged to a senior I think and I hope he wouldn't find out because my chances of joining HELP's team will lie in the dustbin.

So I played with Jie Xing and the rest and truth be told,the BPsych (stands for Bachelor of Psych) team are not good except for two people.Which is PATHETIC.But hope the new people and me will be able to make a difference.

Life in HELP is great,studies not so because the lecturers are not altogether brilliant.Our Psych lecturer is okay cause he's the celebrity there and everyone likes Dr Goh,whereas a bright lecturer like the one we have won't make Social and Business Communication anymore interesting than it already is.Needless to say,it is NOT.

But here's the best part.Having a bitch who speaks in a fake accent teaching you research methods is certainly a waste of 3 hours of my life on Thursdays.Ms Winnee is allegedly a good lecturer (so say the seniors) but why does everyone go with the flow and say that she's good?Isn't there one single person who dares to stand up and have a different opinion about her?No.Ms Winnee sucks because like a few Malaysians who think the Westerners' accents are cool,she tries so hard to imitate a foreign accent that it makes her look retarded,like a BN supporter.Why do you have to speak like a lost white bitch when you're right at home among your fellow human beings?Don't imitate apes,even though the saying goes "monkey see,monkey do."It just doesn't sound right.

Since I haven't posted stuff here for a long time,I don't wanna scare all you guys away with boring whines,so that's all for now.Tata

2008-02-20T13:13:00.003+08:00

Not an emo motherfucker.I need to jam jam jam.With Absynth.If not then with Jie Yao and gang.

Can we please please please do some metal?Metal soothes the soul.Good for your health.And fills your head with what's good and what's bullshit and washes away the pain.Or at least,let's do the Eagles...Hotel California anyone?Or Desperado.

When I laid down my trust at your feet,you stepped on it.Don't your feet get cold in winter time?The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine.

\m/ Where metalheads live

You don't miss the water til it's gone

2008-02-20T13:01:00.001+08:00

Being a real dumbfuck now.
Emilia I miss you.
Sorry for the damn post.Just needed to get it out.

2008-02-18T15:14:00.000+08:00

Does time take away your friends?

Megadeth-Trust

2008-02-17T15:20:00.000+08:00

Lost in a dream
Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said
Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
The sad scene replays
Of you walking away

My body aches from mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

Time and again
She repeats lets be friends
I smile and say yes
Another truth bends,
I must confess

I try to let go, but I know
Well never end til were dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust

My body aches from mustakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
Now theres nothing we trust

How could this be happening to me
Im lying when I say, trust me
I cant believe this is true
Trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering

Absolutely nothing we trust

Lalalalalalalalalalala

2008-02-11T22:16:00.000+08:00

Cintaku padamu...sungguh bermakna...perasaan kemahuan yang sangat berkuasa...dan tiba-tiba...

Perasaan geeeembira...tak terhinggaaaaaa...ooohhhhh sayangku!!!!

Jom berasramaaaa....!!!!!

The year the promise was never fulfilled-February 6th,'58

2008-02-06T16:14:00.000+08:00

February 6th 1958 is a day that is forever etched with sadness and sorrow in the hearts and minds of football fans everywhere. On that fateful afternoon, an airplane carrying some of the finest players of all time crashed on take-off from Munich, leaving an aftermath of death and destruction. In the 44 years since that day, the memory of these men has never wavered and their legend is every bit as strong even to the generations of football followers who never saw them play. Manchester United were the first club to lead the English charge into the newly designated European Cup. Under the watchful eye of Sir Matt Busby, United's youth policy had reaped rich rewards by the early 1950s. Arriving on the scene at one time were some rare, gifted players, who easily made the tough transition to senior level football. They won the English Championship in 1956 and 1957, narrowly missing the double with a cup final defeat to Aston Villa.

However, by the 1957/58 season, Busby felt confident that European honors were attainable and his team more than capable of toppling the might of Real Madrid. They easily dealt with Shamrock Rovers and Dukla Prague in the early rounds, reaching the quarter final against an uncompromising Red Star Belgrade team. The home leg was a fairly uneventful game, United edging out their opponents in a 2-1 victory.

On the first Saturday in February 1958, the reds traveled to play Arsenal in what turned out to be the last domestic match many of them would play. The rivalry between these northern and southern power houses always made this particular fixture one to watch, and for the 65,000 packed into Highbury Stadium that afternoon, it proved to be one of the greatest matches ever played. United struck first with a magnificent effort by the mighty Duncan Edwards from 20 yards. Bobby Charlton added a second and Tommy Taylor notched a third before the interval. To their credit, Arsenal emerged a different team in the second half and clawed their way back into the match, scoring three goals themselves. Then in the final quarter, United stepped up the pace and finished off the Gunners with two superb goals from Dennis Viollet and a second from Taylor. The teams left the field to rapturous applause from everyone inside the ground. Everyone present knew they had witnessed something special that day.

Naturally, spirits were high coming off such a magnificent victory and the team made the arduous journey behind the iron curtain to Belgrade. In freezing conditions, Bobby Charlton excelled and his goals earned United a 3-3 draw, enough to see them safely through to the semi-final against AC Milan. The plane stopped to refuel on the return journey to Manchester in Munich. The weather had been especially bad all over Europe and the runway was a mass of snow and icy slush. The captain decided conditions were nonetheless good enough for departure and 43 people boarded the plane just after 3pm. The first two attempts to take off were aborted. On the third, the plane actually left the ground, but caught part of the perimeter fence which brought it crashing down and smashed into some buildings which tore off the wing and part of the main aircraft. An inferno of flames engulfed the plane, as survivors moved quickly to free themselves and help others get away. Out of 43 passengers, 23 perished, including eight of the 'Busby Babes'.

Matt Busby and Duncan Edwards survived the crash and along with the other survivors were taken to the nearest hospital. United's Captain and England International, Roger Byrne was the leader of the team and at just 28 was the oldest player in the team. An inspirational figure, he was an outstanding full back who had won 33 caps for his country. Liam 'Billy' Whelan, at just 22 was an old fashioned forward with unique dribbling ability who had won 4 caps for Eire. Eddie Colman, ' the Sultan of Swivel', had captained the youth team and was one of the most talented half-backs in the game - he was just 21. Geoff Bent had made his debut in 1954, but found it hard to retain a regular place in the first team. He travelled to Belgrade as cover for Roger Byrne and was just 25. David Pegg was an exciting left sided forward with real pace who had made his debut at 17. He scored 28 goals in 150 appearances before Munich claimed his life at 22. Tommy Taylor was a Barnsley lad who United signed for the then record-breaking fee of £29,999 in 1953. He was a ubiquitous, hard working centre forward who scored an amazing 131 goals in just 190 appearances. The 25-year-old Taylor was establishing himself as England's leading marksman, scoring 16 goals in 19 games for his country before Munich. Mark Jones was a swash-buckling half back who played a total of 121 games for the club - he was 24.

Probably more words have been written and spoken about Duncan Edwards than any other English footballer and are ever likely to be. He personified the most noble attributes both on and off the field. Edwards was discovered by United's Midlands scout, Reg Priest, as a young boy playing in the local Dudley youth league. He signed for the club as an amateur in 1952 and in April 1953 made his first team debut against Cardiff at 17. The following year, his commanding performances prompted England manager, Walter Winterbottom to make him the youngest player to represent his country this century at that time. He stood 5 feet 10 inches tall and was built like a tank. He played as a left half back, but was equally adept at any position on the field. In a senior career of just under five years, Duncan Edwards became the all-round footballer. He had vision, speed, could hit 60 yard passes on a sixpence and was a fierce tackler and astute scorer of some outstanding goals, 21 for club and five for country in just 18 caps. He survived the crash itself and clung to life for 2 weeks before finally passing away peacefully in his sleep at just 21. Just before he died, he spoke of being ready for United's next match, such was his commitment to the game. The Busby Babes were at the beginning of their journey and yet life dealt them a cruel blow that day. They were ordinary lads who shared a love and passion for the great game of football and felt privileged to be playing for a great club. Their memories will endure forever and serve as a guiding light for all those young lads who lace up a pair of football boots and dream.

Merry Chinese New Year

2008-02-06T15:47:00.000+08:00

Gong Xi Fa Cai people.Hope you guys this year receive more and more ang pows and have lots of luck while gambling.Pray for it,your wishes will come true.Mine did last year...I prayed to get more ang pows and it did come true...the only problem was while the ang pow numbers increased...the amount inside decreased.What a way to start the year...sad right?But what to do,life's never too fair.

Yesterday went for breakfast with Jin,Clo and Lala.It was just this spontaneous idea I had so called them and last minute while passing by Lala's house she was at home so panggillah.So went to Dawina and makan and after that,we decided to tour SMK USJ 8 to find our SPM cert.

The school has changed a lot,although I wasn't as surprised as Jin cause I dropped by last year.But some things were really brand new.How come we didn't have it during OUR time???

Projector and screen,plus speakers.

However some things will never change,and the legacy lives on.

She's retiring at the end of this year.That's like 8 years and 5 of them with us there.

Others include...

Memories of Damo's alleged cigarette-into-the-socket incident...all the prefect stuff...
And also...

I don't know if this picture is clear enough or not,but this was in my form 4 year!! And my name is spelt wrongly...see all the jumpa sayas?Plus... "Kalau nak ambil subjek Kimia,ubahlah sikap anda" !!!!!!!!

I fucking miss high school.

Best post...?

2008-02-05T14:16:00.000+08:00

I noticed I reached 75 posts on this blog already.Just for fun,which of my posts in this blog remain the best?Can you guys give me 3 ar....regardless of whether it was offensive or whatever.Please comment...thanks...

Winds of Change-Scorpions

2008-02-04T22:53:00.000+08:00

I guess at some point in our lives we would experience the above,wouldn't we?(Scorpions is a band by the way) Well I've decided to screw my blog and the next time you come here,you're gonna get the shock of your lives because I don't give a fuck what I'm gonna write here anymore,whatever I feel I will write,so some stuff is gonna be pretty damn harsh but deal with it because that's life and if you don't wanna read whining bullshit then you can stop clicking on the damn link.

The past few days have been something of a personal hell for me,and those of you whom I've called and disturbed and pissed off,please forgive me.I really needed your company...so thanks to those who tahan all the crap I started spewing.

I watched 2 movies in the less than 24 hours last weekend and although I know that's not a great thing,the problem is those two movies didn't help me sleep better when I was sick with fever and feeling like a fool the whole time.It was both necessary for my psychology research...one was for some observation and the other as a review we had to do about a movie with a psychological disorder in it.One was Sweeney Todd,the psychotic demon barber,the other was Lorenzo's Oil.I was tossing and turning in bed and images kept flashing into my mind.Let me tell you a bit of the two movies...Sweeney Todd is this guy whose wife was a real beautiful woman and they had a daughter.So there was this judge who was corrupted in his heart and his mind,he was a real hamsap bastard and he lusted for Sweeney's wife...so he imprisoned Sweeney or something and took his wife.Years later his wife was poisoned and believed dead and Sweeney comes back and takes revenge.The thing is,to warm up before the killing of the judge,he starts killing innocent people who visit his barber shop for a shave.So he slits their throats and dumps their body underground in the cellar of this pie shop owned by a woman,who then uses the corpses to make pies.Which the whole of London finds delicious.So now we know why fish and chips suck eh...British food and their people.

And Lorenzo's Oil is an extremely touching movie about this boy who suffers from
a disease called ALD.This boy lived a normal life until he turned 5(I did not miss out a 0 in that figure,he was THAT young),when his brain started degenerating from that disease which he inherited,not contracted...and there was nothing he could do about it at that time (1980s) and as science was kinda backward,doctors said that he would die in 2 years's time,but not before he loses bit by bit the functions of his brain and life.He starts losing his hearing because his brain couldn't hear the sound,his speech becomes slurred and incoherent,he can't move his hands and regulate his saliva so he needs a nurse by his side at every moment to suck his saliva using a machine or else he might choke on it and die.

Not long after he loses his ability to walk or move,he wears diapers,he can suddenly throw tantrums,suffer from dementia,he becomes deaf,blind and mute...and he takes food through a tube in his nose and he can have seizures at any moment and he will cry out loud.And the worst thing is he is aware of what he is going through and his parents become increasingly disconnected from the son who was once bright,cheerful and happy,because they can't communicate with him anymore.All this while he is dying.

His parents struggle against all odds (doctors,medical facilities such as hospitals,chemical companies,a so-called foundation that is concentrating more on finding a proper way to cure it,meaning that it takes all its time in the world instead of being headstrong to try and save one child's life as soon as possible) to find a cure...and being parents with no medical background whatsoever( dad is a plumber,mom a housewife or something) they successfully came out with something that halts the degeneration.Now years later,Lorenzo is 29 and not much improved but he can communicate to his dad (mom died of lung cancer in 2000) by wagging his fingers and blinking his eyes,which was thought impossible.I wrote this so long because it really touched me and I found myself praying to God when I was watching "Please spare him the pain" even though I know it happened so long ago.Go and watch it...it's based on a true story and it's worth every moment.

Fill My Eyes

2008-02-02T14:35:00.000+08:00

Fill my eyes,O my God
With a vision of the cross
Fill my heart with love for Jesus,the Nazarene
Fill my mouth with Thy praise
Let me sing through endless days
Take my will,let my life be wholly Thine.

"I want to keep this short.I am very very proud of myself."

2008-01-26T00:24:00.000+08:00

"As you should be," replies some guy who must be some reporter or an ex-tennis great.He wasn't wrong.

Because,the whole tennis world should rise up and salute NOVAK DJOKOVIC,who is my bet to rise and take over Federer's crown.In a year's time though.

I haven't blogged in a few days and it makes me wonder sometimes how many of you actually still come here,so I wouldn't be cruel to my readers and leave them hanging out there with nothing.Just kidding I know I've got no fans.

I saw this car near one of HELP's buildings.And I was wondering what the sign on the window was.

Upon closer inspection...

Is my dad taking notice?Haha just joking.I don't want a RM4,500 car.

Limp Bizkit sucks cock

2008-01-21T14:12:00.000+08:00

For someone who looks like THIS,

no you DON'T tag me for a post that I've already done.

HELL NO.

I've got a golden ticket...

2008-01-19T13:48:00.002+08:00

At first I got this.

But I don't have one of this.

I used this to get to university.

But then I got my golden ticket.

I know the picture sucks,you don't need to tell me and spam my tagbox with more LOLs.

So I need to think like Donald Trump...

To get this...

So...

Bang smack wallop

2008-01-17T10:34:00.000+08:00

This is my first post from HELP University College.And I have been TRIPLE-TAGGED.Thanks Clo,Pam,and I forgot the other one.Shereen I think I owe you a tag too.Don't know if you still read my blog though.=P However I will only answer the questions I think is WORTHWHILE.=.=' goes without saying right.Right then...

What is your dream during your childhood?
To drive my father's car.No longer a dream eh?

Where is the place you wanted to go most?Why?
Manchester.Because that's the home of the English champions 07/08!

When you encounter a sad moment,what would you do?
Stone and count pigs that fly on my bedroom wall.

What are you scared of losing most?
My nuts.Can't go anywhere without them.

List out 3 good points of the one who tagged you.
Since I was triple-tagged,I would have to provide 9?No way!Because-
there are no good points in them.None whatsoever.They are all mean cruel people.Seriously.

What are the requirements that you wish for in your other half?
One whose names are either Maria Sharapova,Ana Ivanovic,Emma Watson,Jessica Alba,or Daniela Hantuchova.Oh,and Jennifer-Love Hewitt.

Which type of person you hate most?
Erm...none actually.I'm a freaking saint.No man,actually I hate all of them so much that it is impossible to compare the degree of hatred.Take your pick...lalas,karats,people who rush to the doors of public transport without letting people get off first...

What is your ambition?
To be a top psychologist.No seriously BELIEVE ME and stop laughing.

Who's your favourite cartoon character?
Eric Cartman wins hands-down.

What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?
Don't know.The world won't end tomorrow,my life just might.

The most worthwhile decision you've made in your life so far?
Choosing to study psychology.

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P.S. Sharon,why are you looking so serious typing beside me??

Difference is no measure of superiority

2008-01-12T13:06:00.000+08:00

Some people have told me that some blogs get more hits than others,because they cater to many different types of readers.True,but we're losing sight of what a blog is supposed to be.A blog is meant to be written by anyone about anything,and that's entirely up to them.The blog can be about things the author loves;be it fashion,music,entertainment,celebrities,football,porn,whatever,or it could be for people to read,such as things they find hilarious,or intriguing,or just downright stupid.No one holds the right to say that this blog is boring or it looks gay or whatever.If you don't like it,don't read it,it's as simple as that.

I felt compelled to write about this for three reasons.One,I've been ever more broke this year due to my studying in university,which is why I wanna try and get Nuffnang Ads on my blog.So I would like to get more hits if you please.=D Two,I've just noticed that some bastard went and criticized my friend's blog and said it was "as boring as lesbian sex".Like I said above,if you don't like it,go away.Three,I've just seen some people debate on a website between two bands and which is better.Since Jeff wrote about how much he loves Dream Theater,I would like to write about my current favorites Lamb of God.

The reason why anyone who has a drop of metal in their blood knows Lamb of God is because they are original.Vocalist Randy has said that they made their music because there was no one out there who made the music that they wanted to hear.Which is so true considering there are so many bands which sound the same.So it gave birth to a new sound,a new wave of "Pure American Metal".There are no bands around that I've heard of who has quite such a similar sound,and they are metal to the core.Riffs and solos by guitarists Mark Morton and Willie Adler are backed up by Chris Adler's insane drumming,and many of their songs drives you high with his fast fills and the double bass just adds menace to their sound.And nothing makes metal metal without the bass(John Campbell).

To add to that LoG's songs carry meaningful lyrics which confront many things in our society to which we normally turn a blind eye and pretend it simply doesn't exist.It brings out what we fear to face,which is ultimately REALITY.The cold,hard and bloody truth.Lamb of God RULES.

But back to my title,the reason why I said that "Difference is no measure of superiority" is because many people condemn other bands just because they like one band so much.The reality is that they have a different sound and it's their choice to make it the way they want it to be.The ongoing debate about Metallica and Megadeth is just stupid,both are damned good,and that is the fact.So listen to what you prefer.And if Slipknot choose to have percussionists to make their sound heavier,that's also their decision.It doesn't mean that they are not as skilled as LoG (although the reality is that they are not),but they just want to sound different.Where's the fun if everything is the same in this world?

When I'm blinded I think I see everything
Convincing myself again

This god that I worship (A faded reflection)
This demon I blame (A flickering flame)
Conspire as one, exactly the same
It's exactly the same

Could you all try and interpret the meaning?

Contrasting feelings

2008-01-11T14:25:00.000+08:00

Now I'm feeling both happy and angry.At the same fucking time.

I'm happy because I've got THIS.Fuck you all.

Ignore the top,I don't like to brake.=P

And I'm fucking pissed because since I had to sleep early for the test last night,I didn't get to register for the same class for one of my subjects in uni,which means I'll be alone.For one semester.Because registration opens at 12.01 AM.FUCKKKKK

By the way

2008-01-09T22:23:00.000+08:00

You Are An ISTP

The Mechanic

You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.
A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.
To outsiders you seem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.
You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.

In love, you tend to be very easy going and flexible.
The only thing you can't stand for is someone trying to change you or your life.

At work, you can stay completely calm under pressure. You handle stress well.
You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.

How you see yourself: Logical, flexible, and unconventional

When other people don't get you, they see you as: Indecisive, flippant, and disrespctful

What's Your Personality Type?

2008-01-09T22:04:00.000+08:00

By the way,the gentleman who was in the toilet while me and my father waited behind the exit booth was also a M****.

And I took this in Taylor's College,SJ

DISCLAIMER: Those of you who know me will know that I'm not racist,this is just a recitation of the truth.And nothing but.I said MOST of them are like that.No offense to those who are not.After all;

Siapa yang makan cili,dia yang rasa pedas™

Ta da da da!!!

2008-01-09T21:26:00.000+08:00

WARNING:This is an 18-SG post.Mengandungi unsur-unsur ganas dan perkataan lucah.

Yesterday,something amazing happened.Not so amazing to you guys who already are 18 and can drive,fuck you all (you know who you are).=D I know that and I don't need you to rub it in but very soon (in fact,this Friday) I'll be sitting for my driving test so again,you can kiss my balls.I WILL pass like my life depends on it because driving is very important to me.To be able to drive is important which means that you are bloody LEGAL and you don't need people talking shit about their lack of confidence in your driving ability just because you don't have a license.Hey what happened to bribing the JPJ fella for it?So take it and shove it,you motherfuckers.

So back to the amazing thing.I drove my mom's car for 5 meters without her permission.I was at Taipan when she double-parked her car and the car inside the parking space wanted to reverse and was horning like crazy.There was this car further in front which was reversing too.I thought of calling my mom but heck,the lady was pissed like a horse shitted on her face and there wasn't enough time,so guess what I did?I waited for the guy in front to drive off and I parked my mom's bloody Avanza into the space.Like fucking perfectly.More than enough space on either side.*roar of triumph* I know it's nothing for you guys who can drive already but doing something without your parents's permission is fun.Not to mention downright COOL.Okay I'm exaggerating,so what?Take it and shove it right up your ass,you motherfuckers.

And guess what?Driving is also important because ~~chicks like it when you pull up in front of their house in one hell of a ride~~ the public transport system in Malaysia is bloody unreliable.In total today I spent a grand total of almost 4 hours sitting in the KTM and buses.In the morning to go to HELP,I had to walk to USJ14 because my parents were both out.From there I was lucky to catch a bus right when I reached and everything was smooth till I got to KL Sentral.I was hoping to catch a bus straight to HELP without having to go to Bangsar LRT.Unfortunately,there was none in sight.So the best I could do was to take a bus to Bangsar LRT and hope that the bus which goes to HELP will arrive.(I know there is one because I took one from HELP to Bangsar LRT.)Again,there was none after I waited for 20 minutes,which was a damned long wait.I kept asking passing Rapid KLs whether they went to Pusat Bandar Damansara or not and they all gave me the same goddamn constipated attitude.

Me: Bang sini ada pergi ke PBD?
Dumb fuck: *shake of the head without looking at me and grunting* Tak de...

PUKIMAK LU,DAMN YOUR MAMA'S SMELLY P****!!Now you know why most M****s are still the people who are born with a silver spoon feeding shit into their collective mouths.You will still attempt to reduce our numbers in this country but sorry,we're still gonna go forward while you pluck flies outta your hairs,you uncivilized,lazy bastards.So take your own shit and shove it,motherfuckers.

First day at HELP

2008-01-07T21:15:00.000+08:00

Last week was my first at HELP for my psychology course.And before everything started I was already more lost than anything,and for those of you who know me,you'd know that putting a blur person into a concrete jungle-cum-rat maze will only result in one thing - me being trapped in the heart of Damansara with no way of getting myself out.

So as you all know,I don't really take pictures for this blog like KC does,I usually make my
posts long and boring,which explains why nobody misses me when I don't update.The truth is sad.=( But I HAVE managed to snap some photos for your viewing pleasure.

Anyway,back to the main story,I left early because going to HELP you'd have to use the bloody Federal Highway,and the jam is heavy like fuck,so when I reached I was quite early.But being the blur person that I am,I mistakenly went to the wrong building (HELP consists of a few buildings around the area).Upon knowing that,my dad drove out to the exit of the parking lot,but we couldn't go out.Guess why?

Gone stoning maybe?

So I met a familiar face from Taylor's straightaway when i reached the right place,and she was a person I knew by name but we have never spoken before.So after exchanging a few sentences,she walked off and I didn't know I was supposed to REGISTER for the orientation,so I spent 10 minutes sitting around like an idiot before realizing that I had to do so.

We also did lots of crazy things for the ice-breaking session,which included building a castle of cards,and then placing a ball on top of it (my group won) and doing a sketch of a type of psychological disorder using a fairytale as a theme.

The winner...

And the losers.

And the black pepper chicken rice you see above costs 7.90 and it also tastes like shit.The food here are all around the same pricing,more than at SS15.Believe it.

\m/

As '07 went by...

2008-01-03T21:24:00.000+08:00

Here are a few photos...

Wong on the phone...playing CS with one hand and at that moment just killed someone

The Amazing Cunt in Taylor's =D

Absynth's first gig

The toilet with no door

Me and VJ Denise of MTV!!! Goddamn!!!

The endless refills with G4 at Manhattan Fish Market

What kept me alive during SAM Finals

Why I got TER 60.35

Taylor's chem lab

Sathya's birthday cake

Freddy and Mister Potato

Me and Wye Luun

The rubbish in Sze's car after THAT prank...

How we parked in Pyramid

The legendary Volkswagen's interior

How they locked the back door of Chem Lab 5

Not forgetting this! Susan Ong(lecturer) and family provides sex services!! Some idiot advertised for her.

It has been a wonderful year.

The Nightmare Before Christmas II

2007-12-28T23:25:00.000+08:00

When I was back in Ipoh,I had nothing to do,and as a person who loves shopping,I visited the two shopping malls in Ipoh one after the other.Ipoh is a very sad case town(not bling enough to be categorized a city),compared to KL and Subang,because it has a shopping mall that has only two floors,and another which is infected by a disease called LALAS,which stands for LALA Syndrome.I put the word "lala" in capital because it is like a disease just like AIDS,therefore it should be spelt in capital letters.I won't treat my readers like fools,as if they don't know what a lala person is,because they are EVERYWHERE and they are taking over the fashion world,but just so you get a general idea,a lala person looks something like this.

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JENG JENG JENG!!!!!!!!!

I couldn't find a picture of them!! I'm really sorry,but I think it's due to the fact that Google probably removed all the eyesore images from their search results.And I couldn't go near a lala and just take a photo with them right?So for the sakes of those people who don't know how a lala looks like,I'm gonna be kind and give you a few pointers.

Lala people(generally):

1.Dress like zebras.They have a great addiction to stripes(usually black and white,although they won't say no to any bright colours either),whether it is the pattern of their shirts,dresses,socks,ties,hairbands,fishnets,or,heaven forbid,bras and panties.What a turnoff in bed.=P

2.Listen to Lee Hom,Jay,Gay or whichever singer who sings love ballads in every one of their new albums,and who owns the hairstyle like the one below.

3.Watch anime too much.They also love drawing their favourite anime,in which the characters's style of dressing are also copied by them.

4.Consider ties to be an essential part of their wardrobe.Not even guys love ties that much!

5.Set up cafes such as these.

6.Love fur.It is always on their coats and shoes/flip-flops.

7.Wear miniskirts but don't show off their legs,because they (the legs i mean) are covered by fishnet stockings.

8.Pose in pictures with the peace sign on one cheek,with the mouth usually forming a kissing shape.Or they look dead straight at the camera with their big eyes and fringe covering their faces and put on the widest smile you will ever see in your entire life,with just one problem:their teeth are not visible.

Can't imagine it?Let me help you out.

DISCLAIMER: The author of www.frozengenuinelysolid.blogspot.com will not be responsible for any sickness you may suffer from after viewing the pictures below,be it vomiting,blindness,or mental disorder,so you accept that by scrolling down,you are viewing them at your own risk.Please continue to support this blog.Thank you.

^^

xoxo

THEY EVEN HAVE THEIR OWN MAG!!!!

I could go on and on,but believe me,typing this post is a tiring thing to do.But I'm just gonna continue my story.So I went and walked around Jaya Jusco,and finished walking in half and hour because it only had two floors.I was getting so bored I asked my mum to take me to Ipoh Parade,because there they had a lot more things to look at and I really wanted to play pool,so we went.And guess who greeted me at the entrance.A pack of lala girls!!!

The same scene was everywhere in that place,and as I walked around Ipoh Parade,I realized that there weren't a lot of designer shops or whatever you call them...is it called retail outlets or something?There were none.Just lots of lala shops and they had all the bad clothing there.And what's worse,I was looking for a shop that sold Metallica shirts,since I wanted one for a long long time,and I saw this shop which was all black so I thought "Okay,so maybe there IS one shop that suits my tastes."At which point I saw this top which looked like a waiter's coat,except that it was striped inside and it had a tie.Not just any tie,you know...it was a PRINTED TIE.At the collar.WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!

I just couldn't take it anymore.Actually some of the girls are quite hot and pretty but they destroyed everything by dressing so badly.So as a conclusion,lala people TURN ME OFF.I hate them.

Stay the HELL away from me.

Food for thought

2007-12-27T14:16:00.000+08:00

"LET ME EXPLAIN THE problem science has with Jesus Christ." The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand. "You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"

"Yes, sir."

"So you believe in God?"

"Absolutely."

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

"Are you good or evil?"

"The Bible says I'm evil."

The professor grins knowingly. "Ahh! THE BIBLE!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? Would you try?"

"Yes sir, I would."

"So you're good...!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could... in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't."

No answer.

"He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?" No answer.

The elderly man is sympathetic. "No, you can't, can you?" He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones. "Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"

"Er... Yes."

"Is Satan good?"

"No."

"Where does Satan come from?"

The student falters. "From... God..."

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?" The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen." He turns back to the Christian. "Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"

"Yes."

"Who created evil?"

No answer.

"Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All the terrible things - do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"Who created them?"

No answer.

The professor suddenly shouts at his student. "WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME, PLEASE!" The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Christian's face. In a still small voice: "God created all evil, didn't He, son?"

No answer.

The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails.

Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues, "How is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?"

The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world. "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"

No answer.

"Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?" Pause. "Don't you?" The professor leans into the student's face again and whispers,

"Is God good?"

No answer..

"Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor. I do."

The old man shakes his head sadly. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen your Jesus?"

"No, sir. I've never seen Him."

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

"No, sir. I have not."

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus... in fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"

No answer.

"Answer me, please."

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"You're AFRAID... you haven't?"

"No, sir."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"...yes..."

"That takes FAITH!" The professor smiles sagely at the underling. "According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"

The student doesn't answer.

"Sit down, please."

The Christian sits...Defeated. Another Christian raises his hand. "Professor, may I address the class?"

The professor turns and smiles. "Ah, another Christian in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."

The Christian looks around the room. "Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a question for you. Is there such thing as heat?"

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

"Is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No, sir, there isn't."

The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second Christian continues. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that.

"There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than 458 - You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence.

A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.

"Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"

"That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?"

"So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes..."

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you...give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?"

Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This will indeed be a good semester. "Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."

The professor goes toxic. "Flawed...? How dare you...!"

"Sir, may I explain what I mean?" The class is all ears.

"Explain... oh, explain..." The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.

"You are working on the premise of duality," the Christian explains. "That for example there is life and then here's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it."

The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbor who has been reading it. "Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"

"Of course there is, now look..."

"Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?" The Christian pauses.

"Isn't evil the absence of good?"

The professor's face has turned an alarming color. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless. The Christian continues. "If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if he exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work, God is accomplishing? The Bible tells us it is to see if each one of us will, of our own free will, choose good over evil."

The professor bridles. "As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable."

"I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going," the Christian replies. "Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.

"Professor. Since no-one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a priest?"

"I'll overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?" the professor hisses.

"So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"

"I believe in what is - that's science!"

"Ahh! SCIENCE!" the student's face spits into a grin. "Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."

"SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?" the professor splutters.

The class is in uproar. The Christian remains standing until the commotion has subsided. "To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"

The professor wisely keeps silent. The Christian looks around the room.

"Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?"

The class breaks out in laughter. The Christian points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor. "Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain...felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain?" No one appears to have done so.

The Christian shakes his head sadly.

"It appears no one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says the professor has no brain."

The class is in chaos. The Christian sits...

Because that is what a chair is for.

Taken from www.rainbowscolours.blogspot.com

The Nightmare before Christmas I

2007-12-25T19:26:00.000+08:00

Merry Christmas to everyone here.Hope you guys have been enjoying yourselves and getting loads of presents from your relatives,eating turkeys and all,because I certainly didn't.I went back to my hometown in Ipoh two days ago because my dad wanted to meet some people for some business deals and so the whole family followed.I didn't know why I agreed to follow anyway but maybe because I have been feeling bored here and I've been missing Ipoh food so I went along.

So as a result,I'm spending Christmas alone rather than with friends,and not family,because my parents don't really celebrate Christmas the way most people do.Then again,we don't really celebrate Christmas at all.There is no Christmas tree,no presents,nothing.Why do we celebrate Christmas?To celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ.To put it shortly,Christians celebrate Christmas.Is the reason why my family doesn't celebrate Christmas because we aren't Christians?

Recently,my dad met my ex-piano teacher(let's refer to her as Mrs ***),who happens to be a passionate Christian.He suggested that she invites us(as in me and my brothers) back to church (because we used to go for youth and all) because our behaviour has been "out of hand".My younger brothers might be understandably so,but the way I see it,my dad thinks I've been really argumentative over my university course choices,therefore I am "misbehaving".There was this Christmas dinner that was gonna be held in my church and without consulting me,my dad agreed to Mrs ***'s invitation that I would go.Furthermore,he also said that he has agreed that we would return to church every week.So I got pissed and I told him since when did I say so,and guess what he said?

"Do you know that in your IC your religion clearly states that you're a Christian and you're breaking the law?"

FUCK YOU.

So because Mrs *** had invited us so for courtesy's sake I went.When everything was over,my dad was obviously very impressed/wowed/whatever with the proceedings,which included Africans performing a choir praise thingy and so told Mrs *** that "we give you our word that we're gonna come back to church every week starting tomorrow".

WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?As far as I can recall,I didn't say a damn thing nor did I promise,and when people look at you with such hope that you would do something,and after all,Mrs *** has known me for 7 years and is a really good family friend,how can I say no?I'm not stupid,I know my dad deliberately organized things this way so I can't say no or even I'll-think-about-it,it's not the first time he's done this and most likely won't be the last,but in doing that he has certainly lost all my respect for him.

Not only that,but in the two days I spent in Ipoh,I didn't get to eat my beloved chee cheong fun,which kicks ass,and the taugeh ayam,which kicks ass even more.Oh and I didn't even mention about the shopping,which was a nightmare.I'll save it for the next post because I think you all have heard enough whining for one post and I wanna have my dinner.

Attention!

2007-12-13T21:59:00.000+08:00

To the readers of Beneath the Ice...to those who love my lame posts about footie and those who hate it appearing here...both types of readers will now be thankful that I've created a new blog just for football.It is for the open discussion of anything related to the kicking of a round ball,and whether you call it soccer or futebol or whatever,please feel free to comment there.Thanks for the support.

Avenged Sevenfold-I Won't See You Tonight Part 1

2007-12-13T00:30:00.000+08:00

Now I realize what a stupid question I've asked.Thanks to all who've posted their thoughts and comments.Love you guys.

Cry alone, I've gone away
No more nights, no more pain
I've gone alone, took all my strength
I've made the change,
I won't see you tonight

Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood
all the ones around me,
I cared for and loved

Building up inside of me
A place so dark, so cold, I had to set me free
Don't mourn for me, you're not the one to place the blame
As bottles called my name, I won't see you tonight

Sorrow, sank deep inside my blood
all the ones around me,
I cared for and most of all I loved
but I can't see myself that way
please don't forget me or cry while I'm away

Cry alone, I've gone away
No more nights, no more pain
I've gone alone, took all my strength
But I've made the change,
I won't see you tonight

So far away, I'm gone. Please don't follow me tonight.
And while I'm gone, everything, it will be alright.

No more breath inside
Essence left my heart tonight

No more breath inside
Essence left my heart tonight

Just a thought

2007-12-11T22:41:00.000+08:00

Is it possible to love your friends?What does that love mean?

Shit hanging from sticks?

2007-12-10T23:07:00.000+08:00

Former Real Madrid coach and World Cup winner Jorge Valdano on English club football.

"Chelsea and Liverpool are the clearest, most exaggerated example of the way football is going: very intense, very collective, very tactical, very physical, and very direct," he added. "But, a short pass? Noooo. A feint? Noooo. A change of pace? Noooo. A one-two? A nutmeg? A backheel? Don't be ridiculous. None of that. The extreme control and seriousness with which both teams played the semi-final neutralised any creative licence, any moments of exquisite skill.

"If Didier Drogba was the best player in the first match it was purely because he was the one who ran the fastest, jumped the highest and crashed into people the hardest. Such extreme intensity wipes away talent, even leaving a player of Joe Cole's class disoriented. If football is going the way Chelsea and Liverpool are taking it, we had better be ready to wave goodbye to any expression of the cleverness and talent we have enjoyed for a century."

Ronaldo gets his goal and reward

2007-12-09T15:18:00.000+08:00

"How many times have I told you not to dive,you insolent brat?Here you go." *slap*-Wayne Rooney gives best chum/arch nemesis Cristiano Ronaldo a present for scoring Man United's fourth goal against Derby.

Manchester united 4:1 derby county
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NETTOZ INC.

2007-12-08T22:34:00.000+08:00

Man I am speechless.What a gig.WHAT A GIG.Despite me,Jeff and Jin not staying till the end,it was still FUCKING AWESOME!!! The METAL gig I kept banging on about to everyone...it was the place to be for anyone and everyone with an ounce of passion for METAL.The atmosphere was electrifying.The stage was set.The place was small but nobody gave a shit.Headbangers galore and smoke was everywhere.Where to start...where to start...

Okay.So I brought Jin over to Jeff's place and we hanged around there for a while while we waited for Jeff to finish his shower.Then we went to find the place and it was at a really secluded area...if James hadn't told us it was there we would have no idea it existed at all.Then we went and ate at this mamak stall.There were loads of fellas dressed in rocker outfits and I was playing with Jeff's tremolo stick and when I walked in all those idiots were looking at me as though a guy with "good boy" looks cannot have such a sacred object in his hands.Fuck you all...looks can be deceiving,and I sure as hell can't be a good boy.

So we went to Nettoz Inc(I don't know why the place was called that).My first impression was how the hell is such a small place going to hold a gig where so many bands are gonna be playing?But later I was to be proved wrong.Met many people there...Daryl,Tatt,Sutu,Roselyn...and many others.Things kicked off with Ring of Fire playing a cover of Aerials...what a way to start things off!!Then they played one of their own songs...the riff was fucking awesome,and then came Seek and Destroy...Metallica owns every other band in existence!! \m/

But to be frank...Misanthrope or however you spell the third band's name...they were the best,their song was DAMN AWESOME.It got the crowd headbanging like a fucking army.I took a video,oh and there was also a mosh pit happening...what the fuck??The place is too small for moshing,such idiots...you guys could easily have injured people.We don't need any of those now,don't we?Moshing's for huge spaces,not a cramped room.The sad thing was...no Laid to Rest.Arghhhhhh.

The second band...their cover of Ruin was the best I've ever seen.

In action

Ask Me Again rocking the crowd

There's a portrait of Nirvana hanging right above the stage.

At the end of the day,I went home and spent the whole of today recuperating...seriously,METAL is not a genre,it's a religion.And I WORSHIP IT.Metal for life \m/

P.S. I'm addicted to Guitar Hero,and here's a video of me playing Sweet Child O' Mine...although the difficulty is medium,I still sucked.Hope you guys would enjoy it...I went high playing it because it's one of the most awesome songs ever.=D

Ayam penyet/penyek

2007-12-07T17:42:00.000+08:00

The holidays seem to be the sum of all contrasts.One moment I have nothing to do,at another I seem so busy.One moment I seem like I have some cash,another I'm broke.Funny eh?Well...where to start...where to start...since I have been away from this page for quite some time,I've got lots of overdue stuff to post.Now I've taken over Jeffery's comp,i.e ditakluk,which means conquered in Malay,and we're waiting for 6 to arrive so we could go over to the nearby market for a metal gig.So sorry to those people who has had to endure endless mentions of this event from me,seriously during the holidays I'm not myself.I've been lazier than ever (if "lazier" is even a real word,I don't know man),and yesterday was one of my busiest days in a LONG LONG time.Anyway I gotta end this now because we're gonna go soon.Pictures later.Tata.

"I know nothing."

2007-12-01T00:20:00.000+08:00

So now England are desperate for Jose Mourinho to take over and save English football from sliding the depths of obscurity.So here we observe a Sky Sports reporter tracking down Jose in his posh villa back in Portugal.

Paul Harrison: (in a low,pleading voice) "Mr Mourinho,I've got to ask you...there are...millions of football fans in the UK,England fans...want to know,are you gonna be the next England head coach?"
Jose: (smiling with his customary funny expression on his face) "They know as much as I know,I know nothing about it."
"You haven't even been approached-"
"No,no...I know nothing."
"-by...by Brian Barwick?"
(still smiling) "By nobody."
"There's a meeting tomorrow,you know that."
"I know nothing! (chuckling) The only thing I know is that I should be inside(pointing to his watch),in my sofa watching the game and you just come knocking my door...and because I'm polite,I am speaking with you a couple of minutes but I have nothing...nothing to say."
"We really appreciate that...and-but I have to ask,even if no one's approached you,do you want the job?Would you take the job?"
"Which job?"(delirious expression)
"England manager."
*Jose sniffs*
"Cannot answer you (smiles)...cannot answer you."
"You don't know how you feel about it?"
"No...my job this moment is to take care of my family,take care of my sons...enjoying my life...not 100% because no football...but I'm enjoying my life-"
"You've had 3 months...you've had 3 months off.Surely it's time to be back..."
"It can be four,five,six...no problem,I'm ready for anything...no problem."(smiles yet again)
"England is out of Euro 08..."
"It's a pity."(shake of the head)
"But they need someone to take over..."(Jose starts to close his gate)
"There are lots of good managers around the world."
"So it's a no or yes?" (Jose shrugs and smiles) "Or a maybe?"
"It's nothing...there is no point.The only thing I say it's a pity...that England are not in Euro 08,but for sure they will be back for the um...for the World Cup in South Africa." (shakes Harrison's hand)
"(With something approaching desperation) But they need someone strong to take over for the 2010 World Cup-"
"They have to choose the right person for them."
"And is that you?"
"I have no idea...that is,that is not my problem.Sorry yeah."
"Mr Mourinho,I appreciate your time.(wink from Jose) Thank you very much."

LOL England you pathetic muppets.

Seize the Day

2007-11-30T22:41:00.000+08:00

And this video is one of the songs Absynth Association performed during the SAM Corroboree.Treasure each and every moment with the people who mean most to you.

"You make some mistakes in life and that can all be taken away from you in two minutes, so you have to think twice about your actions. It's about seizing the day and keeping those you love close and not messing up."

Avenged Sevenfold-Seize the Day

Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over

I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry
These's streets we traveled on will undergo our same lost past

I found you here, now please just stay for a while
I can move on with you around
I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever?
I'll do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done
We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you

I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry
(a melody, a memory, or just one PICTURE)

Seize the day or die regretting the time you lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over

Newborn life replacing all of us, changing this fable we live in
No longer needed here so where do we go?
Will you take a journey tonight, follow me past the walls of death?
But girl, what if there is no eternal life?

I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time
But I'm too young to worry
(a melody, a memory, or just one PICTURE)

Seize the day or die regretting the time You lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
Trials in life, questions of us existing here
Don't wanna die alone without you here
Please tell me what we have is real

(guitar solo)

So what if I never hold you, yeah, or kiss your lips again? Whooooah
So I never want to leave you and the memories OF us to see
I beg don't leave me

Seize the day or die regretting the time You lost
It's empty and cold without you here, too many people to ache over
Trials in life, questions of us existing here
Don't wanna die alone without you here
Please tell me what we have is real

(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)
(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)
I stand here alone
Falling away from you, no chance to get back home

(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)
(Silence, you lost me-- no chance for one more day)

A minute of silence

2007-11-30T22:21:00.000+08:00

Yesterday was a sad day.Not for me,but for two of my friends,who lost loved ones.Honestly,I was only ever afraid of death when I was young.But now,no.I used to think that,when I'm gone,so be it...so I'd go to heaven or hell,or wherever,depending of your religious beliefs.I don't really believe in God,so I was not afraid thinking that death would never affect me.How wrong I was.What if death should take away any one of my loved ones?Then it would.Here,I would like to extend my deepest condolences to KC,Sam and their respective families.

In the cold November Rain

2007-11-29T19:12:00.000+08:00

When I look into your eyes
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain
We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain
But lovers always come and lovers always go
And no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away
If we could take the time to lay it on the line
I could rest my head
Just knowin' that you were mine
All mine
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain

Do you need some time...on your own
Do you need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Sometimes I need some time...on my own
Sometimes I need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone

And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain, ohhh yeahhh
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain

Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one

Through the Fire and Flames,just like I promised.

2007-11-27T23:04:00.000+08:00

If you could shred like these fellas,people will kneel before you and crown you king.Herman Li!!

My pocket is empty and my hands are itchy

2007-11-25T22:48:00.000+08:00

I need money.And fast.So where are all the skim cepat kaya people?Come and look for me,I swear,before they can con me,I'd con them first.There's so many things I want now.I don't know why I feel like listing them out (not in order).Just take a look: pool cue,my own blog domain,cash,driving license,learning to play drums,cash,chick,cash,car,career,cunt,cash and more cash.What the fuck.I sound like a girl who's obsessed with anything that starts with the letter C.*mischievous smile*

But anyway,the time for procrastinating is over.My ass's imprint on my bed almost resembles a cemented butt print,which goes on to show how long have i sat on my bed reading the damn undang manual.It is yet another lame attempt by another Malaysian government department to try and impose "moral values" in today's young drivers.Now,as a true Malaysian(the definition of true meaning born and bred Malaysian,loves Malaysian food/girls and so on,not patriotic,you understand),naturally I should be supporting their endeavors,but no.No,I cannot bring myself to see why the hell they should print shit which have been reprinted over and over again in Pendidikan Moral textbooks from Year 1 to Form 5,yet we have idiots like Mat Rempit,gang rapes and so on on the loose.You're wasting ink and paper without producing any results.Malaysian drivers remain infamous when it comes to driving.Trust me,I know.Even overseas people have heard of us.My dad had this friend who said something like "Malaysia?Don't the drivers drive at freeway speeds all the time?" when he first introduced where he was from.

So other than driving,I'm desperate for a job.Why?Because no money,no talk.I'm so goddamn broke and I owe James 50 bucks.So I don't know where I might end up working,maybe in Taylor's where Sam got a job in the office,which you welcome people and newcomers to Taylor's and do stuff like taking pictures of them for their student ID and things like that.But I really hope I can work and do something I like.Kill two birds with one stone.What beats working AND earning money at the same time?Not working and earning money.*wink*

Til next time,people.I will get the prom pictures and all.Apologies for destroying my own blog,I messed with the layout and stuff.

\m/

So now it's no longer England,it's Angerland.Good for the pussies.

2007-11-22T23:34:00.000+08:00

Absolutely delusional!!!
The players, the media, the manager, everyone that has anything to with Ingerland. At least this should serve as a wake up call but no, here's Crouch:
"It is a huge disappointment but if the manager stays I'm sure we'll get over it. Crouch felt England fought well in the second half but fell only just short. "We had the worst possible start, going 2-0 down but credit to the boys."It was a good second-half performance, to get back to 2-2 against a team like Croatia was fantastic but it wasn't enough in the end." "I was pleased with the goal and at that point it looked great for us."
'If the manager stays'...Ingerland will never ever qualify again for any tournament at any level. 'England fought well.. credit to the boys.. a good second-half performance.. at that point it looked great for us'
In any other field or job if anyone expressed views that were so blindingly contrary to reality they would be declared insane and sent to a sanatorium but for those in Ingerland Plc this is 'normal'. That was one of the worst and most embarrassing displays by Ingerland since...well, just a few months ago as actually there's been a few since McClown took over (Croatia, Macedonia, Israel, Andorra 1st half)

From another factual report
"At no point did Steven Gerrard or Frank Lampard get hold of the game, at no point did Crouch look a threat and at no point did England's defence look capable of resisting Croatia for the remainder of the game."

And from a sane mind, the Croatian manager:
"It was a great night and we fully deserved to win. Maybe a lack of concentration stopped us scoring more goals. I read in the papers that no Croatian player would start in your team. That's ridiculous. Wake up. I love your players. They are jumbo jets of football but we are players in a small country who can play good football. We have players with great skill and good lungs."
YES, WAKE UP!!!!

Yes, they could have scored many more and really shown Ingerland up. At Wembley the home of football in a key qualifier against a team with nothing to play for you'd think it as Croatia who need the win (where did all the 'passion' go?):
Goal attempts: Eng 5 Cro 11
On target: Eng 4 Cro 7
Corners: Eng 3 Cro 6

And it's the media to blame for hyping up the players and the team. Croatia actually play football as Bilic points out and with skill and play as a team all of which Ingerland can't and don't.

Remember footy at school, fattie in goal, tall guys up front, kicking ball up field and running after it like headless chickens on a full-size pitch for 90mins in cold weather (mostly to stay warm), with no time to think, put passing moves together or try skilful moves or else you get clattered by thugs/shouted at by PE teacher-well nothing has changed and won't.

So what about the future, as has been noted no chance of a real academy or change to footballing culture in Ingerland. Then it hit me the answer is Eduardo! Yup, our kids will never be good enough as Prof. Wenger well knows. Best way to have a good English footballing side is to leave out the English. Croatia only needed to add Eduardo but we need a whole team so get scouring the favelas of Rio and the slums of Sao Paolo and hoover up the most promising kids, give them British citizenship and the we'll be ready the rule the world in 2018. Just imagine, Gerrardo, Lampardo, Rooninho, Crouchaldo, Terrinho...can't wait!

-Taken from proudredneck,Guardian Newspapers Unlimited.

I can't say more.But I'm so goddamn happy.England are NOT GOING to Euro 08!!!!!

Facebook is just another flash in the pan

2007-11-20T22:34:00.000+08:00

I'm serious.I'm tired of Facebook.And please,if anyone wants to add me,please feel free,but if you spell things like MaLaYSiA,please go away.I don't have the time for people who are so free to AlTeRnAtE their letters in a simple column.There's no difference if you type it that way.Oops,I'm sorry,there is.Typing it normally sends a message,saying that you're from Malaysia.Typing it tHIs wAY sends TWO messages,that you're from MaLaYSiA,wherever the hell that is,and that you're so dumb it's amazing how you passed pre-school,let alone learn how to use Facebook.Bodohnya sesetengah orang.

Tomorrow is prom,and hopefully the event will be worth the 100 bucks.Because from the evidence I've seen this year,Taylor's people staged some really poor events,such as the A-levels Halloween party,where a measly 50-plus crowd turned up from an estimated 100-plus.So please,for goodness's sake,let tomorrow be a big big BIG success.*toast* On another note,it's also surprising that friends,no matter how different their opinion might be,always will remain friends at heart no matter what.There are many assholes in this world who put their ego first and foremost,and whatever else comes second,but I'm glad that mine are not like that.And I'm trying to change myself too.I know the world is not forgiving,neither is it patient enough to wait until you come of age,but i realize people deserve second chances.So I'll start learning how to give them.

Don't judge a book by its cover?So true.Happy birthday to whoever's birthday there is now,so sorry I'm really forgetful.

A7X-Beast and the Harlot

2007-11-20T01:03:00.000+08:00

Terlupa this one too.Double bass will kick Boys Fuck Girls,Pimple Plan,MCR and whoever poser bands out there into orbit.

A7X owns your mother

2007-11-20T00:42:00.000+08:00

And we're at it again, I turn around another fucking war, man,
I don't know where to begin, but I'll start with the radical leaders
Their steps we're followin'

Running, don't go back and fight, too many you'll lose
(And as clowns you follow suit behind the blood between the red and white and blue but it's too deep for you to see and
everyone eventually will take the step cause it's in sight you take the left I'll take the right I feel the hate you've built
for me and I say pay attention baby)

As they thank the Lord the blind can't see
Like a plague fed to the brain, deadly disease

But it wasn't a sin, a sorry lie in judging every action
And as they're filling your mind with this shit you forget
How to speak and ask all the questions

Business is at hand tonight, make the people choose
(I see another side in you but there's not much more I can do from on the outside looking in your government is listenin' to
push you on the story of immortal father mortal son give them your mind and all your wealth the cycle will rebirth itself)
If I had it their way I'd burn in Hell and your future's a fuckin' disaster can't you see
Don't give them all the power when your future's in desperate trouble baby

As they thank the Lord the blind can't see
Like a plague fed to the brain, deadly disease

I'd run away tonight with my mind still intact I'm gonna make it alright
Easier said than done with no place to hide and having no place to
Running away from condition, I see you but you're running away from
Your scared seducive system

Most would claim I live a lie (I live a lie) when pointing out it's easy to predict these things (predict these things) every color has its side, they live together vote and most embrace the same dark times. Please help us, please save us, of course they have control we're all the same.

Up on the cross, crucified their problem drove the nail and let Him rot
Family and friends, it won't matter in the end I'm sure they'll understand
Now look at the world and see how humans bleed, as I sit up here and wonder 'bout how you sold your mind body and soul
looking at the fields so green I Know this sounds obscene
I see you're livin' for tomorrow but decisions you have made will leave you empty

As they thank the Lord the blind can't see
Like a plague fed to the brain, deadly disease

I'd run away tonight with my mind still intact I'm gonna make it alright
Easier said than done with no place to hide and having no place to
Run

You've fallen asleep in denial
look at the way we're dyin'
how it ends i'll never know
just live your life blind like me

I hereby pronounce my Friendster dead at 11.08 pm,17th November 2007

2007-11-17T23:06:00.000+08:00

It's official.Somehow i just don't feel like logging in anymore.So i pronounce my Friendster dead.I hate it anyway.It sucks,and some of my friends kindly sent me messages in Mandarin even though i can't read Mandarin.Argh the shame.Please stop doing that.

Today's the *insert number*th day of holidays,and i'm starting to have nothing to do.Considering that before exams i was still fooling around doing other stuff,i suppose this is really stupid,and there are many people who would be jealous,because SAM exams aren't over and i'm complaining of boredom while they're dying for freedom.My bad.But today i went and jammed with Absynth.We did Sweet Child and Seize The Day,both songs we're gonna play for prom and the latter is new.I feel that we could really make it great on the night,because now we have no distractions.And actually,it would be our first proper performance considering the previous two were poor.Damn Taylor's people and their lousy crowds.

Actually,there are also loads of other things i wanna blog about,and a few funny pictures are in mu phone,but i'm not bothered to take them out.So there,yada yada.

So it ends,and it begins,again.

2007-11-16T23:02:00.000+08:00

Life has a certain cycle which applies to everything.Like the fact that everything has a beginning and an end.You come with nothing and leave with nothing.It's that simple.You don't moan or get emotional over it.Thank whatever God you believe in for the sucker punch reality delivers into your gut if you didn't know the basics,which serves to remind you that you need a wake-up call.Reality check.

After years of watching Star Wars movies,only this year I realised what Yoda always said were words of wisdom.Phrases like let go of your fear,and loss cannot harm you I used to think were pure crap,but after thinking about it,it does make sense.Let go of what fear?The fear of losing something you would hold dear,something which means a lot to you.Let it go.Say for instance you lost your brand new phone.Ouch?Let it go.DON'T FUCKING THINK ABOUT IT,and move on.It's not the same thing as being in denial and go fuck yourself if you ARE in denial.Don't be.Move on.

It surprises me that some people would still place hope in lost causes,hoping for miracles,or strokes of luck.There is no such thing as luck,and any "luck" you might get is made by you yourself.You make you own goddamn luck.Are you gonna hope for good results in your test just because your horoscope that day says you're lucky?Your life isn't written in the stars,so you gotta get your hand dirty in the mud and do what needs to be done.This is a fickle world,where people mislead themselves to their heart's content,to believe in absurd things.

Which of you has brought me here?
Trapped in a net,woven from blackness
Eternally struggling to see the first light.

Thick hazes of suffocating vapour pass me by
drowning in oceans of misplaced compassion,
battered without mercy by winds and waves alike
decapitated in spirit and mind.

The strength reawakened from its slumber
freedom follows and I sink to the bed
where all was rock hard and frozen solid
and all is as it always have been.

Live life listening to your head,and not your heart.This way you won't get a lifetime's supply of deep shit.

Wahyu Tuhan

2007-11-13T14:06:00.000+08:00

Here's a little something for those kids out there who haven't grown up.You should thank me for this,if you've learned how.

Take good notice of the third-from-bottom paragraph.

Mastercard Ad:Priceless

2007-11-09T21:58:00.000+08:00

Goddamn priceless.

Fickle bastards

2007-11-08T12:10:00.000+08:00

You morons in Barcelona...you boo a guy who is among the top 3 players in the world and who can make the Bernabeu,home of bitter arch-rivals Real Madrid applaud him and some want to sell him,and after one magnificent performance(time and again,especially in the Champions League)you clap him off the pitch.Such bastards.I hate football fans who over-expect from their team,i hate fucking chairmans who sack their managers without giving them a proper chance,i hate football pundits for their (usually) brainless stereotypes about everything (Rafa's rotation policy etc) and i hate football fans who can't think straight,especially those British Scousers and Gooners.

Just tell me something,where have all the Chelsea fans suddenly gone?So shut the fuck up you bastards,don't talk before you win something.Fuckers.

Today i was genuinely frozen solid in C21 doing my damn maths test which i also flunked.SAM i fucking hate you.

Why the football world swallows bullshit from the media so frequently #1

2007-11-07T09:18:00.000+08:00

Greetings my readers.This is the time when the hypocrisy of the media has finally gone beyond my tolerance.Why?

Liverpool 8 - 0 Besiktas
Uploaded by 14-Api

Here is the headline from The Sun: This is why we are Ger-eight!!!

2 weeks ago?Another tabloid had said "Turks 2...Berks 1".

Let me explain why Liverpool set the record for the biggest win in the competition's history.Please watch the video above carefully.

Goal #1:A splendid sliding weighted through-ball from a Besiktas defender set the tone for the whole match by putting Peter Crouch clean through on goal.

Goal #2:Superb finishing from Yossi Benayoun,but how on earth was he allowed so much space and time to collect the cross was anyone's guess.What was his marker doing?Counting his bribe money.

Goal#3:Yet again Benayoun had so much time in front of an open goal while his marker stood staring,thus giving Liverpool a 3-0 lead.Well done,Besiktas.Then he promptly celebrated by attempting to blow Alvaro Arbeloa.

Goal#4:Same case.

Goal#5:Great movement and a perfect backheel from Andriy Voronin put Gerrard through.The first of two wonderful backheels of the night.

Goal#6:As said above.

Goal#7:Great stuff from the Turkish circus.Both teams practised before the match to get it right.

Goal#8:You won't see Barcelona allowing Crouch that much space,let alone the cross coming in.

Therefore,the media hails Liverpool's spectacular comeback ala (ironically) Istanbul '05,and Liverpool will progress.This is the rebirth of the Champions League winners 05,and finalists '07.Let's see after the visit Marseille for the final group game.

Serious funny shit

2007-11-03T13:12:00.000+08:00

Admiral:
This is Admiral Biatch to base camp,
it seems the stormtroopers have gone on strike
and I have no experience with this type of shit.
Who should I call for help?

Vader:
It's the V to the A to the D-E-R (Vader!)
Reconstructin' the Death Star!
With my slick suede suit that's black like tar,
Fucking you up no matter who you are!

Palpatine:
Tell them motherfuckers 'bout this here Dark Side!
Pull up on your planet, Death Star drive-by!
And we'll beat the Rebels 'cause their skills ain't shit!

Vader:
And in my TIE Fighter, Zig-zags stay lit!

Yoda:
Oh, shit! Yoda on the scene,
900 year fiend smoking Dagobah green!
Bitches on my tip, like Lando on liquor.

Lando:
Ah, you're just jealous 'cause my black dick's thicker.

Chewbacca:
*Wookie yell*

Lando:
Yo! Tell 'em Chewie, last night
I had Leia all drunk wanting to do me.

Luke:
Shut the fuck up man! Leia's my sister!
The only thing you're getting is a beat-off blister.

Ben Kenobi:
Luke! Use the force before
intercourse, but Luke!
Don't forget! Bitches ain't nothing but hos and tricks!

(Ohh!)

Luke:
Obi-Wan, I'm the top gun! (top gun)
The chosen one, hotter than both suns!
Vader ain't shit, his head's cut up and split!
He's slower than the first Pentium chip!

(Dark Side!)
Vader:
The one who brings remorse to this fucking universe.

(Rebels!)
Luke:
You know we'll fucking win, 'cause we'll fight to the end!

(Dark Side!)
Palpatine:
I can feel the anger dwelling within you!

(Rebels!)
Yoda:
You also feel Vader's dick in you. BIATCH!

*Incoherent Huttese Jabba rap*

Han Solo:
Jabba, you ain't nothing but a fat-ass slug!
Fake gold chains? You sorry-ass thug!
Sittin' in your palace with your blue-headed whore,
trap door to the Rancor. *sound of someone falling*

C3PO:
Oh, my, goodness gracious me!
I'm a gay man's golden fantasy!
Programmed for homo-ecstasy,
ten million forms of gay positioning.
For my golden shower, you must pay a fee,
but R2-D2 gives it up for free. *R2-d2 squeaks*
R2-D2, watch your language!
Always having sex with robotic strangers!

Jar Jar Binks:
Meesa like to drink and smoke all night!
Meesa like to fight and fucka yo wife.
Meesa no care 'cause meesa so dumb.
Meesa will fuck you with me tongue.
Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some.
Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some.
Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some.
Meesa wants some cause meesa wanna cum!

Help is here!!!

2007-10-23T00:36:00.000+08:00

For Dummies Book Generator - bigoo.ws
Some people seem a bit confused lately.Let me clarify things to whom it may concern.

1.A blog is written for everyone to read.So whoever who curses people for reading a public blog,please kindly visit your doctor for medication or ram your head against the nearest wall,to cure blindness/migraines/brain damage,or to question your own common sense.It's PUBLIC,isn't it?So don't ask people to fuck off or say "who the hell ask them to be so busybody to read other people's blog" if they read the blog.Why write if you don't want people to read?If you want selected people to read,then fine,make it private.And bloggers have friends they only know through their respective blogs because these people blog-hop.So are you gonna curse them for "being so busybody to read other people's blog?"

2.There is freedom to write anything you want-

...however,courtesy suggests that you seek permission to link other people's blog,or take other people's pictures,as it is THEIR blog and also THEIR pictures.I don't know about other people,but i find it downright rude to link people whose permission i don't have,let alone people i don't know at all.I have always asked for people's permission before i linked them,excluding close friends.This is infinitely different from linking sites such as wikipedia for example,because there is no way you can/will contact those fellas and ask "Excuse me,can i link you?".So if you bring this into an argument,please remove your head out of your ass.And also if you say "I don't care,everyone does it so i don't see what's wrong,there's no law that says you can't do it.The person put it there so he/she can't blame me if i stole it,who asked he/her not to disable photo grabbing" then that's fine too,because then you're no different from people who take nude pictures of Janet Jackson and posted them all over when her nipple was exposed,after all,you have a camera and you paid for it,who is the boss who decides what pictures you take and post?There certainly is no law,but there is something which decides that for your information,and his name is COURTESY.Or RESPECT.They decide.And especially if friends lack this courtesy,then it's too bad that you've made these type of friends.I begin to wonder and hope otherwise.

3.There is freedom to comment on anything you want-

...if you're related to it.If you still think that you would not like comments being written,then you know the solution,don't you?DISABLE THE COMMENT LINK SO NO ONE CAN WRITE SHITE.If you're afraid of comments or people fighting over what you've written,then don't write.Because people will definitely judge and have opinions when they read,hence the comment link.

4.Don't ask people to shut the fuck up before hearing what they've got to say.That's plain childish.

5.Don't say you're not pissed if you are.Hypocrite.

There,i took the effort to help people who need it.If you disagree/wanna whack the hell out of me,you're welcome to COMMENT,or come meet me face to face.And take a leaf out of my book,my blog's comments are controlled by me,and neither do i shy away from comments which are a little closer to the nerves.

HSM:Horse Shit Movie

2007-10-21T22:01:00.000+08:00

Why do some people manage to balance their studies and have fun at the same time?Dying of jealousy man.Our band Absynth got a gig for A-Levels' Halloween party this Nov 2nd but the worst thing is that exams start 3 days later.What the fuck.Exams as in finals.

Anyway,i just watched HSM2.That's like the most over-publicised and over-hyped up movie ever.Don't be mistaken,i was flipping through the channels cause i can't memorize the stupid 3 digit channel numbers now (thanks Astro) so i happened to come across it.So then decided to watch the damn thing because admittedly,the first movie was okay...kind of...something like that.But what i can't stand is when I hear my 11 year-old brother and his friends go "I wanna see HSM2,i don't care,you can't watch anything tonight on TV"...*roll my eyes* What a lame-ass movie.Zac's gay pretty-boy image is being further sky-rocketing thanks to his gay pretty-boy voice and bad acting,and seeing Vanessa Anne Hudgens for the first time since seeing her naked doesn't help.Click on the link above to my brother Sean's blog to see his movie preferences.=D Plus the band in the whatever night time performance was also stupid and idiotic (gay guitarist,seemingly fake drumming,shiok sendiri pianist),so was the last pool scene...oh my God.For God's sake,say no to HSM3 please.

By the way,i'm not trying to criticize you,iamme,but i really think that when you rip people's photos off their blogs,especially when you don't have their permission and more so because you don't know the person,it is violating that person's privacy.I placed my trust in you as my friend that you would've known better than to do something like that.And also one more thing,if you think you should let your blog die,that's okay,but you can always have disabled the comments link if you are worrying about what people comment on your posts.To write something on your blog is to invite opinions/judgement,unless you wouldn't want that for fear people might not agree with you.No offence meant here.

Memoirs of G11?

2007-10-19T13:16:00.000+08:00

SAM's ending next week.I dunno what the fuck happened to my pictures which i uploaded.So many things are happening all at once.This morning when i entered the chem lab,there was an unusual profound emptiness in the class.No Cheah,no noise.Which is pretty damn unusual.The whole girls' table at the front was empty because they didn't come to college.And everything was quite quiet.

I'm really gonna miss college.Not least because i'm enjoying my times with the gang now.How i wish this could continue on forever.It was a good year in which i learned a lot.So fast one year passes.

Come with nothing,go with everything

2007-10-16T21:32:00.001+08:00

Just the memories...i didn't realise i had a few photos in my phone.I'm gonna miss you guys.

Kamlesh and Raaj...this photo was taken long ago.
Manishya and Kamlesh...SAM Fiesta
Sathya and her royal finger,San,Manishya and me
I edited this using my phone.Other funny stuff couldn't fit on me...not that i don't wanna ruin myself
Me,Kamlesh,Raaj,Tej,Emilia...Kamlesh still couldn't look straight at the camera now
Me and Manishya during cultural fusion...she looked so pretty that day.
All of us
Sepadan betul...

Above: Kamlesh Left: Paris

WHAT DO YOU THINK???

Almost Easy-A7X

2007-10-15T01:16:00.000+08:00

Is it a coincidence my last two posts are titled with song names?I don't know.But man music is and forever will be the driving force of my life.Today is a special day,for reasons only 4 people know.And i just wanna tell some people that if i added you on msn and i didn't talk to you,that's because i don't like to chat on msn.Don't ask me why,i'm just that way.Plus i'm lazy to leave people comments on their Friendster,so to those whose comments i haven't replied in ages,please don't feel offended.I just find it very troublesome,having to go to people's page to type it out.Part of it is also due to the fact that my comp can't possibly be slower than it is now,because if it does get slower i'm gonna smash it to pieces because it's driving me mad.Very soon it will end up being slower than the lousy ones in Taylor's.

Enjoy this song.

I feel insane every single time I'm asked to
compromise
Cause I'm afraid, I’m stuck in my ways
And that’s the way it stays
So how long did I expect love to out weigh
ignorance?
Now that look on your face I may have forced the
scale to tip

I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I’m not – not insane

(I'm not)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(Sad at all)
Come back again, it's almost easy

Shame pulses through my heart
From the things I’ve done to you
It’s hard to face, but the fact remains
That this is nothing new

I let you down inside with suicidal memories
Selfish beneath the skin
But deep inside I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not – not insane

(I'm not)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(Sad at all)
Come back again, it's almost easy
(You've learnt your lesson)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(It’s still your fault)
Come back again, it's almost easy

Now that I’ve lost you it kills me to say
(Hurts to say)
I try to hold on as you slowly slip away
I’m losing the fight
I treated you so wrong, now let me make it right
(Make it all right)

I'm not insane, I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not – not insane

(I'm not)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(Sad at all)
Come back again, it's almost easy
(You've learnt your lesson)
Come back to me, it's almost easy
(It’s still your fault)
Come back again, it's almost easy

Sweet child of mine

2007-10-14T00:32:00.000+08:00

Guns 'n' Roses,i totally worship you guys.I haven't written in a while but this is due to my trying to study.So sorry to those people who have visited in the hope of looking for something to read.

Anyway,i read on Jeff's blog that he said James,Vivek,Akash,and myself are awesome musicians.Thanks man but somewhere along the way you somehow forgot to mention yourself,without your drumming what use would any of us be,and a band is a BAND,where all of us are brothers and each is as equally important as the other,so let us enjoy the rest of the time we have together,before we have to break up due to studying commitments.

I haven't actually told anyone how it was when we found out we got through and man it was up against some stiff competition.Kamlesh's band was damn good,it was just unlucky their vocalist,who also happens to belong to Jahz Disciples,blew his voice while jamming with his own band.But they are good musicians as well.Penny and Grace came up while we were sitting at Asia Cafe and came and told James "Sorry,but you guys are out."

I was totally shocked.Imagine all the hours we spent jamming,me trying to add in the keyboards,improvising that part was never easy cause there was NONE in the original,and we were out.It wasn't that i couldn't believe it,we did do badly in the first song and we only made up for things a little cause of Vivek's awesome solo,i still expected us to be kicked out,but having prepared myself for it was nothing compared to hearing the news firsthand.I couldn't hold it in so i swore and then Penny told us she was just joking.Argh what a thing to joke about man.So yeah,now we're gonna try our best to rock the prom night.

Auld lang syne?

2007-10-10T14:24:00.000+08:00

I'm now sitting in the library writing this stupid shit.Yesterday,SAM students received their yearbook and everyone was asking each other to sign their own books.The book was of poor quality compared to a previous year's copy i inherited from a friend,where the colour was poor and the pictures were blurry.Some classes had retarded profiles,my class being one of them(no surprise there),it looked like cameras with colour was never invented and Photoshop never existed.Wait til i get a picture and ill upload it here.

So G1 had an obituary as their class profile,G2 had a Harry Potter edited picture,and G7 had the NICEST DAMN COVER EVER.The guy who did it apparently spent lots of time on it,whereas G11 wasn't even aware/never gave half a shit about it until the deadline was near.Babinya but why am i complaining,i never helped with anything.Argh.Some classes had the lamest captions ever too man.

Also,chemistry forecast results are back.Firstly,this is the result we are supposed to apply for universities with,but i got an E7.That's right,laugh la cheh.I can hear you from here.Imagine sending that with the application letter.Anyway i gotta go now,the greatest danger of me studying in the library or at home is because a computer is within easy reach.I've finally decided too,that along with my new blog title,www.frozengenuinelysolid.blogspot.com is going private from now on.It's too risky with pesky motherfuckers reading this and go off shooting their pieholes off.Not to mention my dad.Ask for an invite for those whom i didn't send to and you'll almost surely receive it.Bye all.

bIG eYEd BoI LURVES bLuR BluR Lui

2007-10-10T04:21:00.000+08:00

I was searching for a long lost friend yesterday on friendster and i had a damn hard time cause i encountered plenty of lala assholes who had friendster names such as the one titled above.Bloody bitches...born with a name,you don't like it,you wanna say that you're big eyed and you love your doll-like girlfriend who's a blur "guuurl"?What losers man.

Anyway,two days ago we had the band auditions for the SAM prom.We ruined our first song,which was Last Kiss by Pearl Jam but redeemed ourselves with Sweet Child of Mine...but at least we got in!!! After all the tension and last night's uneasy sleep,we're through man!!!

Friends my royal arse

2007-10-06T02:14:00.000+08:00

The day before yesterday was my birthday.No big deal there,but i was really surprised that some people wished me(and some who did not).I appreciate it...to those of you who did,thanks.=) [i think it's the first time i put a smiley on my blog.Lol]

Surprisingly,i also received many happy birthdays on my Friendster,which was fine.But here is the funny thing.Let me ask you something,how many of you have added people on your Friendster whom you don't know,never met before,or somehow have no connection to them whatsoever?Hands up you bastards...oops,mine is up too.Haha that's right i have too and it's no big deal,after all,what is the purpose of Friendster?To make new friends,search for old ones who've gone missing,look for pretty girls' profiles...damn how do you do the canceling line thingy?Haha cross that last line out for me.

There is certainly nothing wrong with adding unknown people,cause that's how you make friends and get to know them.But what happens when you make the effort to get to know people and people reply with half-heartedness?Like there was this person who added me.So i viewed his/her profile and sent a message to say hi,and accepted.I asked for the person's name because his/her profile seemed to have those funny names,not their real name.Say for the sake of this post the person's Friendster name is Idiot.

Me:Hi there.You're from my old school too?Do i know you?I'm sorry if i forgot or didn't recognise you.What's your name ar?
Idiot:My name is Idiot.

Of course i know that,it's on your bloody Friendster,if that was really your real name then you could have said so because obviously it doesn't sound like a real name or else why am i asking you in the first place?So then i didn't reply because he/her didn't give much of a damn,and we never had any contact until my birthday when i got a wish from Idiot.

And i got tagged.Again.This time by Wei Jie the Awesome.Oh well.I'll just fill it in.

List 10 things that a lot of people didn't know about you.

1)I love cats.Most people don't know this.I'm a cat lover and i adore kittens.
2)I prefer girls with long,wavy hair.Haha.
3)I turned 17 two days ago.Not 18.
4)I can get emotional easily.When that happens,i throw my thrash metal/heavy metal/noisy crap aside for Josh Groban,Il Divo,Enya,Phil Collins and Michael Buble.
5)I once shouted down my 9 year old neighbour when i was 7 and he threatened to set his dog on me,after he went home crying.Then I ran home as fast as i could.
6)I like to make things such as cards and stuff for people,like on their birthdays,although i'm not very artistic.
7)I find Hindu music/bhangra fun,engaging and interesting.I don't mind watching Tamil channels...you know,those with the music with girls hiding behind trees and so on.
8)I want to learn Spanish very much,and also ballroom dancing.
9)I never hated Liverpool until this season,after being a United fan for 6 years.
10)I don't do tags.So stop tagging.Haha just joking.

List one stupid person you know.
Idiot.I don't have to say more,do i?

The last part was added by Wei Jie but who cares.I now tag:
-Jin
-Sammers
-Chong
-Sean Saw
-Wong
-Pui Ling

No more shit for Finals

2007-10-03T22:38:00.000+08:00

I woke up this morning with the weirdest feeling ever.No actually,i woke up at 2.30 and saw Man Utd v Roma,but i think technically i was still sleeping awake(that AWESOME song by P.O.D.).But all i remember was Rooney's goal and that's about it.

So then reached college.Today was an arsed up day because i noticed that people can be so fucking arrogant more than they can usually be.But as things wore on i realized it's the same type of shit so why give a damn?This came with the realization that exams are one month away,which was roughly the amount of time i started procrastinating my preparations for trials exactly one month ago.So then final covers 50% and i really vow this time I'm gonna get my ass in gear and study hard like hell.

It goes like this;the better your results,the more chances you have of entering a prestigious university,which almost guarantees you a degree therefore better job prospects and so on.Hell i know.But how on earth is any university gonna accept people with the possible TER of 50.00?Holy shit SAM sucks so bad.

Jamming today also had its own fair share of nonsense.We were early so we went in the studio first.Vek,our guitarist,arrived late and the studio guy went out somewhere and locked the door behind him.So the smartass didn't realize what he did was he actually locked the whole band in the studio and one member out.And he wanted us to pay for 2 hours when we played for one.Asshole.

Pornochio

2007-10-01T21:18:00.000+08:00

Today i got maths paper back.Which is like the worst piece of shit ever...i'm not going to say the marks here,you wouldn't wanna know either.To think that with these kind of results,we are the doctors,pharmacists and whatever-the-fuck-other-professions-we-can-somehow-do of the future.

Anyway,today while i was at Asia Cafe,i met this guy whom this person i already knew(i wouldn't say friend cause i don't label everyone i know a friend) introduced to me.Seconds later he told me my "friend" thought i was a nerd.Bloody hell.What is the definition of a nerd?A person who is boringly studious.©Oxford dictionary.

Anyone who knows me knows that i don't study unless i really really have to i.e. night before exam so how does that make me "boringly studious"?I wanna laugh my ass off.

This has nothing to do with the title though.Don't be mislead by it,it's just something Raaj said today.It's really funny,i can't really remember it properly but Kamlesh dissed his penis size and Raaj said he was born with a long one cause that was how the doctor delivered him,it was the first visible part of him and he had to pull it out to take him out and it got elongated in the process.And every time he lies,it grows longer and it sprouts leaves,and he's Pornochio.Then Sathya asked if the tree had any fruits and squirrels on it and he said "Yeah,they came for the nuts." Genius.=D

Looking for murderes,rapists...i'm waiting for you

2007-09-28T23:23:00.000+08:00

Hi there.Notice the title above?Yeah i mean it.No,i'm not being sarcastic or trying to act tough.You see,some people in this world really need killing.Why,you ask?Simple.Because there are so many lust-filled,power-hungry and heads-in-their-ass maniacs roaming free in the world now.These bastards need to be strung upside down,stabbed here or there a few times just to make them suffer(take the knife out of the wound as it would hurt more),have their tongue cut out,get their penis amputated for good measure,and be left hanging until they plead for mercy.Then,they should receive the beating of their lifetime.Where are those ancient torturing machines the Japanese/Germans used to love using?I can't list the whole thing out because that's roughly the punishment i want for Nurin's murderer,more or less.More,actually.

If you have no idea who Nurin is,you must have been living in a shell,or never watched TV or picked up a paper this past 2 weeks or so.She's actually an eight-year-old who's lying six feet under because some motherfucker couldn't control himself and tortured and killed her.Who would EVER do THAT to a small innocent girl??Why did he want to do it?For SATISFACTION??You bastard.I can't find words to describe...i'm just so pissed now.If i'm locked in a room with him,he would be fucking dead.

And today monks were shot in Myanmar as soldiers broke protests by firing rounds at the protesters.A Japanese journalist was shot as he was just doing his job.And the monks are the most respected people in Myanmar,and they were hauled into trucks,beaten and even one killed.EVEN THEIR MONASTERIES WERE RAIDED.I really hope the general,whatever his damn name is,burns in hell.

This world is really full of bullshit actually.Just this past week i've discovered this person who went and shot off his mouth and crapped about my blog.I don't care who says what actually since i made it public,but apparently that guy can't even read properly.And so he spread false shit.He or she.There was this time when Erica (Grace's sister) asked me what i thought of bloggers,and whether they write to gain a fan base/publicity or just to express their thoughts.For me it's the latter.I couldn't care less what the fuck you assholes who are unable to shut your mouths would wanna say,so go ahead and have fun.I don't write to do what people call "chat hai".That means polishing shoes/bootlickers.I write what i feel,what i think.But just to avoid my blood pressure going up,I'm thinking of making it private like Akash now.Those of you who want to read it,ask me for an invite and i guarantee you 95% will receive it.So now let's pray for Nurin's murderer to be captured and the shootings in Myanmar will stop.Peace.

the start of trials and a stupid experience

2007-09-21T21:29:00.000+08:00

Today had my maths test and it wasn't half as bad as i thought it would be,given that i studied my ass of the whole night and only slept for 3 hours.I was already groggy in the hall and it didn't help that i didn't prepare my formula sheet properly,therefore it was missing several pieces of important information,and soon enough it was time to leave when the asshole lecturer at the front of the hall held our class back just because i and some other people talked.

So after that i went home and slept til 4,then i went to the gym.Then the most bizarre thing happened.I was pulling on my gloves downstairs at the free weights when this guy came beside me and settled his things down on the bench beside me.I didn't care about him and carried on wearing my gloves,when he looked at me in the mirror and smiled at my reflection.So i thought did you just fucking smile at me when he pulled on his gloves and reached into his pants,turned his ass towards me and started scratching.I can't believe it.A perverted old gay bastard was smiling at me and tried to seduce/whatever me by scratching his ass in front of me.

I got so disgusted that i would have punched the lights out of him had he not gone and brought a 70 pounds dumbbell.This is exactly why i hate gay people.He might not have been gay but doing that is enough of a sin for me.Urgh.Then i also heard that Choong went and practiced his most colourful vocabulary in front of Pui Ling's face.What the hell...guys who swear at girls for whatever reason should have their balls cut off because we should be gentlemen and never do that.Apparently it was over some hanky-panky bullshit and the SAM Office 3 floors below could hear what he as saying.Incredible,man.

Jose Mourinho leaves Chelsea

2007-09-20T09:56:00.002+08:00

The fucker has gone.It's confirmed.Statement on Chelsea's website reads "Chelsea Football Club and Jose Mourinho has agreed to part company today by mutual consent."

Sputtering out

2007-09-13T23:03:00.000+08:00

That's what happens to a fire when it's snuffed out isn't it.It flickers and dies.How sad that many things in nature reflect what goes on in life.It is kinda...i just can't find the words.But when there's no more oxygen,it goes out.How i wish i can keep blowing the flickering fire and keep it alive rather than see it just vanish...especially one that started so bright and roared so high.Why do so many flames end up that way in life?

The leaves were gathered and the branches stacked,
as the first spark ignited,
we took comfort in the warmth of the flame we all shared.
It burned all the brighter,
merged us together,closer than brother and sister;
through a time so short,the happy moments were cherished,
never to be forgotten.
Then two branches fell out,still a part of the fire,
but never in contact with each other,
bringing with them the foundation of the blaze;
and the fire flickered and diminished
for the very first time.

I want more than anything to stand beside the dying embers and keep blowing no matter how much i would have to huff and puff.Alas there's only so much that i can do.I don't believe in God but if He exists,please grant me my prayer that you can save them.

The poem is dedicated to two of my beloved friends.It is not finished and the ending is not in my power to decide.I'm hoping for a fairytale one.

Currently loving:Everything-Micheal Buble.

@*(&#(@&#(@&!#

2007-09-11T23:44:00.000+08:00

I also found out after publishing my post just now that chong has tagged me.Argh...what the hell.Brother,i'll pass it on another time okay.Now i'm too engrossed in your favourite topic which is "Matrix".

*Chong's voice saying the word "Matrix" again and again during form 5 comes in here"

I wanna play chor dai di like last time in form 5 right now at this instant with you guys!!! (pulls all my hair out)

XXX Losing it big time ****

I hate wannabe assholes

2007-09-11T23:10:00.000+08:00

Today i had my LAN exam which sucked so much words can't describe.Why do we have to take the dumb thing in the first place.Damn the government.I would like to echo KC's statement that loving your country and loving your government is two different things altogether.© melzkc.blogspot.com

Anyway back to the LAN exam.There was this guy wearing a Milan jersey in the hall.Now i have nothing against Milan because they are a superb team half of whose players are entering their golden age.But i have some problem with the increasing number of Barcelona and Milan jerseys people have been sporting around.When did you exactly support them?When they won the European Cup?When you first heard of Kaka?Ronaldinho,Messi,Eto'o?When all the hype surrounding Liverpool brought their opponents to your attention?Most of these people think it's darn cool to wear jerseys around just because that team recently won something/conquered the football world/everyone's talking about them so to fit in i'll just wear the jersey.They can't even name half the starting line-up and say a shit about the club's history.

I'm very sure some people would take this issue up with me and say that people have the freedom to buy anything they want since they have the money but that's exactly it.Just because you have money it doesn't mean you have to be plastic and pretend to support a team you can't obviously can't connect with.There are loads of people who supported Liverpool after the miracle of Istanbul.

Bottom line:Wannabes,you can kiss my ass.We all know who the true Liverpool/Barca/Milan fans are.

And Miss Yeap did a hell of a job of being a top-class bitch today.She let us sort ourselves into groups by choosing leaders for our maths project and then just had to harass a girl about why she chose him/her and whether she was looking for any qualities of her members or just finding her friends.Stupid bitch.Don't you have a life?

And by the way,happy birthday to Whit,Wei Jie (and Sam) though i doubt the former visits this page.I'm so sorry to decorate your birthday wishes with colourful language here on this post so i hope you'll forgive me.

For whom the bells toll

2007-09-10T21:41:00.000+08:00

Tomorrow-LAN exam
Wed-Maths CT4
21st-28th Sept-Trials

I feel the axe on my neck.Axe.Machete.Lightsaber.Whatever.My head is gonna roll anyway.To think i was so carefree...argh.Why can't the good old days of SPM return?

Go to gym,no mood to work out.In class tired 'cause studied too bloody hard the day previous.How i miss those old times when futsal was my refuge from the nightmare.Now wallet is also as empty as my brain.So can't go futsal.Plus my left knee would never allow it.

"Futsal again??! I'll collapse,you bloody moron..!!"

Screw my knee and SAM.Screw SAM,screw SAM maths,bio,physics,CHEMISTRY!!! SCREW IT!!!

Metallica,you are my heroes.
Thank God for Enter Sandman when i'm losing it.

Nothing to do?

2007-09-06T20:43:00.000+08:00

Bored now.got nothing to do.Damn babi.I sound like Wei Jie on her blog lol.=P

Grace started blogging...argh!! What the hell did she say last two weeks about blogging?I can't remember.Addicted to Avenged Sevenfold's brand new Critical Acclaim and Slither this instant.The Click Five suck.Gay band.Wanna go study now.Chao people.

Eggs are heaven

2007-09-04T03:32:00.000+08:00

Bah.Experimenting with new fonts now.I'm feeling funny and dead tired.Guess what's the time? 3.36am. Goddamn.

No,i've always been an owl my whole teenage life,but today is definitely a first.That's cause i went to bed at 8.15.8.15!!! Fucking hell.

I don't know what came over me but i was so tired when i finished dinner.So i told my brother to clear my lala (that's oyster to you who don't understand) shells and i went to bed.And all else was bliss.So then something just had to ruin my once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to sleep 12 hours a day and i woke up with a familiar rumbling from my stomach.Fuck.I went into MI mode and scanned surroundings for snoring sounds,which were present in the next bedroom,meaning that my dad is asleep and the coast is clear,and went and cooked Maggi.And i got my hands splattered with bits of egg.

Now i'm no Jamie Oliver,but i like to think that i make a decent cook anyway,but sadly that is NOT THE CASE.Cause i can't even break a friggin' egg without dirtying my hands and bits of shell dropping into the noodles.Bah.So i spent a good 5 minutes trying to pick the egg-covered bits of shell out.Fuck my cooking.

I went to the saloon with cheh today.Walked in and the hairdresser/hairstylist asked me what i wanna do.Since i had no idea whatsoever what on earth i can do with my hair,i asked him for advice.And he showed me lala hairstyles.Sheesh.

I'm still sleepy now but i've got maths to do.And i've got to clear any traces that i've cooked yet again in the middle of the night.Seriously,if my dad ever discovered the existence of this page,i'm freaking doomed.

In need for a little Inspiration

2007-09-01T22:40:00.000+08:00

Okay.So officially,trials are one month away from now on.But still,i find that i have no motivation to really start hitting my books.And i don't know where i can find any.My college mates have already sent their university application forms.

And what am i doing?Sitting in front of the comp right now having spent the whole day trying to study but end up staring blankly at the book while wondering why the hell those people who photostated the book had to make the type so damned small.And i noticed that physics can be somehow applied to our life.Damn it.(At least i managed to finish one chapter though.Which is shitty considering how far i'm behind.)

I can't help but envy those people who already know what they wanna do once they finish SAM.I got 15/50 marks for my physics and i'm disappointed,but one friend of mine got 34 and she said that her results suck.No offense,but i feel like killing someone.If i'd got THAT,i'd check the handwriting on the paper,the name at the front,and lastly i'd walk up to my teacher and slap him for giving me false hope.Not that i'll get it,anyway.

So i tried to decipher the mystery.(screw it for sounding so complicated.I'm not in the best of moods right now.)I asked myself,what's the problem?Simple.I wanted to do lots of other things.I came up with this list.

1.I wanna write a book.I know it sounds weird,but i've had the idea for a long time now and the inspiration has always been there.Every time i sit down with chemistry or some other crap,i feel like flushing the book down the toilet and grab a pen and spin out my story.

2.I love jamming with the guys.We've got another gig,which is performing for the SAM prom,but that's months away and A-levels are having their exams right now,so Vek,Akash and Aditya aren't that free now.But i miss those practice sessions we had in the studio.

3.Catching up with old friends.I haven't met my football buddies at the padang for months,yet when i went there during the weekend,they were still welcoming as ever.Which made me think of the times when we would chill after everyone has been long gone,sharing a packet of sirap ais and laughing at Kanta's increasingly escalating sex drive.And Aaron,Tinesh,and gang.

4.Finishing those novels i've borrowed/bought.

Wong is going back soon.And we haven't even had a proper outing together.I've learned to cherish my friends more.But now that some people have changed,things are just not the same again,no matter how much you'd wish them to be.It amazes me how three people have grown up together,shared so many moments together,and now two of our number are no longer on speaking terms with each other.Over a stupid reason(s) and ego.I can't understand why when it comes to arguments,people just don't wanna lose.Admitting your mistakes is never easy,particularly to old friends(and part-time arguing partner as well?).Nobody said it was.But when you consider what's at stake,what's more important?Winning and get satisfied that the other person concedes defeat?Or saying you're sorry and being on speaking terms again?

It's what you treasure most that sets you apart.Sometimes i just hate humans so much.

There is a saying that we've lost the battle,but we haven't lost the war.Something like that.I guess in this case,it's more like winning the battle but losing the war.The bigger picture is always the one that is easy to miss.And when it comes to this,people would say that they don't need this/that/whatever.

Fuck it.People who are not truthful always say that they don't need what they desperately want.

Guess i'll just find a way to brave through this.There is a war on after all,and i'm one-on-one vs SAM.I hate studying.

Single male,17,actively seeking Inspiration.Stop being so elusive.

Holiday hungover...

2007-08-30T22:46:00.000+08:00

Crap the week ended kinda fast for me.Not too long ago i was complaining that holidays were boring and i was wishing to go back to college and now it's Merdeka.I guess it's normal...since no man can ever be satisfied with whatever he has,or something like that;i can't remember the saying.Bah.

But anyway,today during English,we had a debate which was titled "Should junk food be banned in school canteens?".Cheah,Rowena and Sathya were on the affirmative and Seto,Chea Hong and Tharshini was against.Our chairperson was Hey Ting and timekeeper San San.We even had cool judges...Legolas,Elle Woods and ahem,Harry Potter.So then the stage was set.

Things were boring at first but soon sparked to life.The highlight of the whole thing was Seto vs Sathya.What a verbal battle man.Sathya,you rule man.No one could beat your ass when it comes to debating.*Salute*

Here's the thing in pictures.

Seto

"Don't mess with me."

Simon,Paula and Randy "da dawg" Jackson

Simon,Paula and Randy version 2.(Actually,Legolas,Elle Woods and Harry Potter)

WHAT THE HELL...AM I SEEING DOUBLE??!!

Cheah making his case heard...

Simon,sorry...Raj making his point...

The spectators look bored...

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...as God looks on.

The winner of best debater was presented with a huge pack of Twisties.Congrats Sathya.That's all for now.

Gonna celebrate merdeka now.

When stress builds,so does blood pressure

2007-08-28T00:20:00.000+08:00

Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free

Things are not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone

Exam can wreak hell upon anyone.I've just completed my physics report and it really sucked.To think i pinched it from the SPM syllabus.The song above describes me now.

Fade to Black-MetallicA

Adrian,signing out.

Negarakuku

2007-08-26T00:11:00.000+08:00

I read recently that PAS wanted to ban Gwen Stefani from performing here.Yeah i know i'm behind the times (the concert's over) but i haven't got time to pick up the paper recently.So have mercy.But all other stuff aside,this is actually yet another thing in Malaysia where you can get things done right and wrong at the same time.

The right:Gwen Stefani sucks big time.And some people are actually going "OMFG THEY'RE BANNING GWEN STEFANI FROM COMING??!!" For heaven's sake.Thank your lucky stars Konvict won't be making a guest appearance.

But yet again our beloved country's political parties/censorship board/student groups does something that attracts bewilderment/scrutiny/chuckles of laughter.How many more artists/movies are we going to ban before people lose interest of coming here?And this is Visit Malaysia 2007,50 years of independence,yada yada yada.What the fuck.

Malaysia is blessed with many privileges.However its people make fun of their own country (negarakuku?) and talk loads of crap.

"This concert does not bring any good to Malaysians except invite youngsters to enjoy themselves,mix around too freely,get drunk and commit sins," said Kamaruzaman Mohamad,leader of the PAS Youth Exco team and a man who grew up without fun,was friendless during his time as a miserable sad case,was booze-free and remains the only living person who has never committed a sin.

"It's not just about her dressing,"continued the saint,"It's her image.It is obscene and it would bring down the moral of youths."

"Have you seen any of her concerts,macha?"

"No,but i have seen her pictures on the Internet(gotcha!) and advertisements on television which is indecent."

"Adapavee."

So are you implying that we Malaysians should not enjoy ourselves at all?Then you should stop the construction of new shopping malls with brand new arcades,demolish the casinos at Genting,and stop the production of beer in our country.As for stopping youngsters to commit sins,you could try testing that out on your kids at home and kill them when they really do commit sins just to spit in your face.

As for those National Union of Malaysian Muslim students who protested,they are big hypocrites.Either the whole lot of them suffers from erectile dysfunction or they're gay.Being the average Malaysian,don't you sing and dance to Gwen Stefani?Her music are the ones playing on your iPod when you wanna look cool,ain't that right you bastards.

Here's another example of bullshit coming from Malaysians.Take a look at this guy.Know who he is?

His name is Adnan Yaakob.Menteri Besar of Pahang.

Still not familiar?This video should explain everything.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=coIktABOOdo

Along with this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2xV--vCSG3c&mode=related&search=

Along with Samy Vellu,this guy represents the extremely stupid version of Malaysians.

Negara gemilang,rakyat terbilang.Or something like that.
Signing off.

P.S: Please don't sue me,saya takde duit.

Diving is a sport

2007-08-20T20:15:00.000+08:00

Diving recently has become a phenomenon in football.It is no longer part of a sport,it is BECOMING a sport.For those of you lucky fellas who don't know what diving is,diving is an attempt by a player to gain an unfair advantage by diving to the ground and possibly simulating an injury,as if a foul has been committed.Players do this so that they could receive scoring opportunities,such as free kicks and penalties; or to get the opposing player a yellow or red card,gaining their team an advantage.(©Wikipedia) I'll leave you to judge with the videos I've inserted.These are those which i have seen before,most of which are English teams.Enjoy.

1.Arjen Robben

2.Cristiano Ronaldo
-Spurs

-Middlesboro

-Compilation

3.Thierry Henry

4.Didier Drogba

5.Alberto Gilardino

The best of diving!! You decide! Please leave some comments...actually,there are a couple more which i know but Youtube doesn't have them,so i will try my very best to find them and insert them here.Please leave comments,thank you.

-Adrian out-

Review:Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

2007-08-19T15:28:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna end up in hell for this.No seriously.Because Pam will come and hunt me down and tear me to pieces and cremate them,then scatter my ashes on J.K. Rowling's grave when she dies.

"I have avenged you,Joanne,"she'll say with teary eyes.

The reason: Because i had something to criticize about this book.

I'll make things short.

The bad.

The Deathly Hallows.I expected some spectacular Hallows vs Horcruxes duel,but no such luck.The Elder Wand didn't even make it into Harry's hand before it killed Voldemort.
Dumbledore's past being introduced in almost in the middle of the book(i think).Too much stuff,and there are already too many other burning questions in me.Should have dropped hints that he is no saint earlier.
Wormtail and Snape's death.Unspectacular and lame.
The way the last Horcruxes were destroyed (Nagini,Ravenclaw's diadem,Hufflepuff's cup).
Viktor Krum's reintroduction had him doing absolutely NOTHING.
Ron and Hermione's kiss.(Bad,bad scene.Really bad.Super bad.)
The short ending.We know nothing of what happened to the other characters.
Harry and the rest speak to their children like they're of the same age.
Voldemort is a pussy.
I thought Harry would've been a much better wizard.But he didn't even improve himself.Lameass.
Lots of other stuff but can't remember.

The good.

Superb beginning.Snape's appearance reignited feelings of hatred.The scene where Harry is taken away is also fantastic.
Darker tone of the book.Bathilda Bagshot's corpse being reanimated by Voldemort with the snake inside,for instance.Also lots of twists and turns.
No story in Hogwarts for once.Fantastic.
There are other stuff too but i'm lazy to write them all.

The bottom line is,many people worship this book just because it's the ending to the series.Sheesh.

-Adrian out-

Having balls doesn't make you a man,and speaking tough doesn't make you a badass

2007-08-08T23:31:00.000+08:00

Today,i had one real shock that was like waking up from a dream after receiving a bucket of cold water full in the face.It just served to remind me that even letting your guard down for one second and not being constantly vigilant of your surroundings can be costly enough to make you feel really stupid as to how different things are in reality.I thought i learned the phrase "Looks can be deceiving" as well as i know the curves of the hot girl next door.

I thought wrong.But i will never make the same mistake again.

Two days ago,someone(s) kindly gave me food for thought.I would like to sincerely thank that person.Names need not be mentioned because it is unnecessary.

Note:There is no sarcasm here.

It's true that i have made some mistakes.However,if you consider my actions that night to be my true colours exposed,then i would like to contradict you here and now.I don't do things without a reason,and every action i carry out has one.There is no reason for me to justify every single thing to anyone as I don't have any such obligation.I take it some people might use this as further ammo that I'm an arrogant bastard who's too big in his head to accept others' opinion of him,but i don't give a flying fuck.I am who i am,and i know who i am.

However,i would like to admit my faults right here.If anyone doesn't agree,then it's fine by me.It's a genuine admission.

I asked too many rhetorical questions.
I've strayed into conversations which i shouldn't be in the first place.Badly inconvenient and made people feel extremely upset/pissed off.
I've misjudged people badly.
I gave off a bad impression.One that actually sometimes did not reflect the real me.I regret it.
By saying that all this doesn't matter.I was wrong.

This is as honest as it gets.If anyone couldn't accept that,that's okay.I'm not done yet,and i would apologize personally to those whom i feel i have wronged.However,there's a little pile of leftover mess that i would wanna clean up.These few things really pissed me off,and i rarely get pissed off nowadays.Great job,man.(P.S. they're not in any specific order,it's just that it's too stupid until it is practically impossible to rank this load of shit,and i'm not about to try.)

1.I manipulate others by trying to pretend that I'm friends.

This is the single biggest piece of pure horseshit i have ever heard in my life...fresh from the arse and 100% produced from the local farms.I've had the privilege of meeting The World's Biggest Bullshitter™ during my high school years,who eats cow dung for his meals and mixes them with his own crap and the result is a pile of steaming,warm unaltered junk that would destroy even the toughest smell receptors in your droopy nose.But this statement beats his best efforts hands-down.
Use your goddamn common sense.If i already have few enough friends as it is,why would i wanna manipulate them when i can't even sustain a conversation?To get some temporary solitude and delude myself that i'm actually achieving something?So that they could finish my homework for me?I would wanna go after some of the girls?

Please.Don't insult your own shit of an intelligence.

2.I'm after Emilia.

Wow.You're so worthy of your high IQ! i.e.,that puts you in the same category as teenagers who misuse the word "like","so","totally" and "wicked" and couldn't tell their ass from their face or vice versa.Why not you get your arse down from you imaginary throne and open your eyes and look around you rather than spend your miserable life staring at your own reflection in your golden-framed mirror?You must be permanently blinded by the light emitted from the sun that you think shines out of your limp cock,because there are people around who are more likely to be after her than me.And you have a thing against people who steal other people's girlfriends?You must be some sort of sad nut who probably have been so much a muppet that your girlfriend(assuming she really was) left you for some other guy who has more things stored in the gray matter in his brain,and you're being bitter about it.Poor,poor mug.I have news for you,though.I have a thing against people who can't resist trying to be a hero and you were "all about killing me",right?So bring it on.I'm waiting to thump your sorry arse.

3.You made 11 girls like you the other day.

No shit?Unless those girls were prostitutes or lesbians,i don't find this any truer than news that George Bush will remove American troops from Iraq.What a pussy.

4."Don't compare me with lowlifes.I don't respect and recognize those below me."

Fuck off.

5."Your blog has too much information.You live behind too many lies."

Go to hell.Have you visited other blogs,asshole?Everyone who posted stuff about their daily lives pretty much said the same thing,describing what the went through during the day.I guess it's just too bad for you to be a son of a bitch and have one hell of a pathetic life where you think drinking weekly and bitching with your "mates" make you cool,your best friend is crack and Black Label and you drink yourself into unconsciousness and end up throwing up all on the floor and in the morning when you stagger home,your mommy knocks your shit out with a bitch-slap and you pass out yet again.Loser.

That's all for now.I've just gotten my Biology marks and I'm not thrilled.Next stop,Chemistry.Oh and by the way,a little reminder for any more people who'd like to bitch about my blog.

Here's a little advice:

Rule No.1- It's my page.If i choose to criticize your mother here,it's none of your damn business.So leave if you don't like it.Or are you so Neanderthal that you don't know how to click a tiny "x"?

Rule No.2- If you still need advice,you're a piece of shit.

-Adrian out-

By the way,Alex,here's a little something to remember me by.

Beneath the Ice

Moved

Hello,I'm not dead

Since I've got nothing to write...

United the Double Champions 2007/2008

The Battle

Just a little food for thought

Holy shit!!!

John's lasting legacy

Sometimes you wonder if Alex Ferguson has a brain in his head

ATTENTION!

X Rated

OMFG

Time for something meaningful here

My blog sucks

Pffffft

Too cool for you

Random

Best I Ever Had

No sense am I making

Grand Slam Sunday

Just a little patience

Let us Imagine

Can you put a price on peace?

A Tout le Monde (To all the world)

You don't miss the water til it's gone

Megadeth-Trust

Lalalalalalalalalalala

The year the promise was never fulfilled-February 6th,'58

Merry Chinese New Year

Best post...?

Winds of Change-Scorpions

Fill My Eyes

"I want to keep this short.I am very very proud of myself."

Limp Bizkit sucks cock

I've got a golden ticket...

Bang smack wallop

Difference is no measure of superiority

Contrasting feelings

By the way

Ta da da da!!!

First day at HELP

As '07 went by...

The Nightmare Before Christmas II

Food for thought

The Nightmare before Christmas I

Attention!

Avenged Sevenfold-I Won't See You Tonight Part 1

Just a thought

Shit hanging from sticks?

Ronaldo gets his goal and reward

NETTOZ INC.

Ayam penyet/penyek

"I know nothing."

Seize the Day

*A minute of silence*

In the cold November Rain

Through the Fire and Flames,just like I promised.

My pocket is empty and my hands are itchy

So now it's no longer England,it's Angerland.Good for the pussies.

Facebook is just another flash in the pan

A7X-Beast and the Harlot

A7X owns your mother

I hereby pronounce my Friendster dead at 11.08 pm,17th November 2007

So it ends,and it begins,again.

Wahyu Tuhan

Mastercard Ad:Priceless

Fickle bastards

Why the football world swallows bullshit from the media so frequently #1

Serious funny shit

Help is here!!!

HSM:Horse Shit Movie

Memoirs of G11?

Come with nothing,go with everything

Almost Easy-A7X

Sweet child of mine

Auld lang syne?

bIG eYEd BoI LURVES bLuR BluR Lui

Friends my royal arse

No more shit for Finals

A minute of silence