Pierced

I always regard piercing for boys as something inappropriate. Something is not right somewhere.

That is until now.

It was during a window shopping in KLCC. When suddenly I got inspired to get myself pierced. Out of no where, the enthusiast to try something different jz stuike me. So, I decided to pierce my ear. Told Denise and Thomas, and they gave me The-Rock-one-eyebrow-up-look. Thomas slapped himself and touched my forehead for fever indication.

So, a research was done. And it came to the conclusion that I will do it in Jusco, since Sungei Wang is like 10 LRT stops away. Supposingly, Thomas, Cynthia and Denise were supposed to witness the ritual, but it turned out to be ma hostel floormates.

Was suppose to pierce the left ear only. But the blood sucking lady wanna charge me 10 bucks for one. So I decided to pierce two for 15 bucks, for the sake of the value. Cheapskate me.

And here is me...
















Heh..yeng hoh?

It was a nervous process, especially when they are pointing a gun at ur ear for like 10 seconds, aiming for the right spot, then "Phiak!". Its in. *Process x2.*

After ten minutes, the ant-bite-like pain was dangling around my ears. I can see my ears red and swolen like Buddha's. But that's just for a while. One hour later, it will be as if u did nothing to ur ear.

The first thing I reached my room is called my mom. No, i din type wrong. I called my mom.

Mom: You today very free ah?
Me: Nah, jz feel like calling home.
Mom: So, everything fine?
Me: Ya everything is fine. Btw, I pierced my ears.
Mom:( calmly) Oh.
Me: (amazed) Aren't u surprised?
Mom: Kind of. What u expect me to do? Shout on the phone that u pierced ur ear?
Me: Er...no. Good point.
Mom: Why u go do le?
Me: Er...for fun la. Want to try some thing out.
Mom: Haiz. Wu liao hoh. No need study huh?
Me: Got la. As I sed, trying something out.
Mom: Mmm. Enuf ah. One time can d ah. No more pierce here pierce there ah. No more trying outs. Wu liao la. Tell u to go and study la.
Me: Zai la.

Phew. So i got the approval. Hehe. At least from one side. Dad? Dare not to speak of it on the phone. Leave it to mom telling him. My sis was unamazed. I told her and she was like: " Ya. I noe. Fashion maa!" Well.

Amazingly, my mom called two days later.

Mom: So, hows ur ear?
Me: Hah? Oh. Ok la. Like tat lo.
Mom: No pain ah? If got pain must apply antiseptic u noe. Or else it will rot.
Me: Wah. Tat serious ah?
Mom: Aiya. Exaggerating la. Anyhow, jz apply Zambuk la. Mz take care of it, u noe.
Me: Ooh.

Honestly, I din expect my mom to call and asked about it. It was a major breakthrough. Jz 2 years ago, she was limiting me on how many hours I have to spend on computers, nagging away even if I overused one minute. Now, she was asking how my piercing was. I am still kinda shell-shocked. Probably something to do with maturity and wisdom. Duno. Whatever la. Anyway, thanks for understanding, mom. Hehe.

And so, come to think of it, piercing ears wasn't so bad a move at all, here's why:

- I feel more yeng (perasan punya orang!!)
- It boost my confidence one way or other.
- It post up a "Don't mess with me" message. May probably scare off the parang-wielding guys.

Out for now.

Got Tagged Again and Again

Who else but Thomas? But I like to being asked stupid questions...esp. when you are living in a hectic non-sensical world like now.

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write a blog with six weird facts/things/habits about yourself.
Walan...everybody's going to noe that I am abnormal...what are u laughing at? So are u

1. I kiss my bolster. Hei..u there! Stop laughing! Its the only thing that accomapny me to bed every night...at least for now. So, girls, unless u become my girlfriend, y'all stop laughing for now. Plus, it might turned out I am a good kisser because I trained. Yowza!

2. I have a high bladder. One sip of water can eventually leads me to the toilet at least 2 times. Wonder where all the liquid came from.

3. Although I am some football maniac, I cant ....erm..ahem....juggle. The ball just wont budge into the air no matter how I try to lift it. Loser.

4. I always fantasize that I had telepath brain and the ability to orb/shimmer/teleport. Thanks to programmes which show special abilities people. And no, I don't fantasize wearing red underwear outside.

5. I never cried in the movies, no matter how sad and gam dong(thouching) the movie is. Until "Click" came.

6. I think I have high sex drive. Full stop.


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grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
......is important, consider that after terror attacks of Spetember 11, 2001, many Depar-


stretch your arm out as far as you can.
For what? Alrite...did. Wu liao.

what is the last thing you watched on tv?
Some cantonese drama called Ngo you Fit ya Fit( I Want to be Fit)...Its on the canteen TV. No choice. I don't like cantonese dramas...I think they are lame and kinda fake.

without looking, guess what time is it
1.55pm?

now look look at the clock. what is the actual time?
2.19pm. Now u know why I fantasize telepath minds.

with the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
Rain. Shit! My clothes!

when did you last step outside? what were you doing?
Jz. Took my clothes in.

before you started this survey, what did you look at?
Friendster webpage. Thomas' blog. Soccernet.com. and my BMP text.

what are you wearing now?
Reebok sleeveless T with dark blue front and white back. Black pants. One pair of earring. 2 wrist bands. Golden underwear.

did you dream last night?
Maybe. Maybe not. Not sure.

when did you last laugh?
When reading thomas' blog. He is just funny.

what is on the walls of the room you are in?
My side of wall will be full of my own sketches, some football stars posters, Volvo V70 poster and a Shakira's.

seen anything weird lately?
Nice question. Since its Hungry Ghost Festival, the tendency is high, especially after some ghost story session. U just feel everything seems to be weird.

what is the last film you saw?
Click. I cried. Ya. Believe it.

if you become a multi-millionaire overnight, what will you buy?
That will be considered after I get the millions. Lazy to think now. No point oso.

tell me something about you i don't know
I once considered suicide. It was stupid, come to think again, very stupid. Partly explains why I took up psychology course.

if you could change one thing in the world, regardless of guilt of politics, what would you do?
Er...I want a peaceful world. The world is now contaminated and polluted badly. Seems like Armageddon comes from within, not of some comet that bangs the earth and poof. My theory.

do you like to dance?
Nah. I rather plays the music than dancing.

george bush:
is an asshole who only thinks about himself and a terrorist who purposes Worldpeace by conquering and killing innocent nations and people. How ironic is that? See u in hell, Bush. Gonna whack u up, if I saw u.

imagine your first child is a girl. what would you call her?
Marion. I always like that name.

imagine your first child is a boy. what would you call him?
Darius. Sounds grand to me.

would you ever consider living abroad?
Yeah. Considered. It depends what future holds for me. Can't make the decision now.

I tag: Jeremy(finally ur blog came to life...so might else well), Cynthia, Vic, Denise, Eunice, Rachying.

2 Dimensions

While halfway through this post, Mozilla Fox came with the damn upgrade-customer-service inquiry, which crashed with what I am doing, and closes my blog....really no brain assholes, can't they do their maintance some other time of all time? Kacau kacau...now no mood to write d...so this blog may well sucks.

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It is week 12. Wait. Damn...it is now week 13. And the sizzling hot exam fever is looming near....so hot that it actually dehydrate ur brains and burned ur ass out.

Whatsmore, 2nd year in diploma wasn't some sweet honeymoon college life, especially when it come to exam periods. 5 subjects with minimum difficulty of 2(out of 5) and 12 credit hours to be claimed. The pressure is on...really on.

And yet.

I am still on assignment-aftermath mode.
Which means, I am glad assignments are over and I am relaxing.
Which means, my brains are on back-packed holiday and was wondering somewhere far from the hectic moments of exam and tring to get lost somewhere(particularly, the world of games).

Now, I am wondering whether I have split personality.

One dimension of me, was panicking about the chapters, pages and notes that are not even registered in my limited CPU storage, starring horribly, terribly and vegetably on the text books and killing off myself with some"die-liao-la" moaning. While the other dimension of me was on hardcore gaming mode, danggling around on the Web(even if there's nothing to browse anymore) and practicing eat-sleep ritual almost to the highest level.

What the hell is happening? Where is the exam-umph that is supposed to reach by now?

While wondering where it is, the exam schedule is already out. More anxiety.
And while starring blankly on the schedules, classmates are already printing out the past-year questions out to prepare themselves. More and more anxiety. And while you are observing their steps into the library, you know you are going to be left out if you don't start now. Which leads to more and more and more anxiety.

And I am sitting here in front of the damn computer, with a text book just 5 centimetres away from me, blogging my way out.

The irony is there. But heck, I don't even have the courage to open my book, as if fearing it will jump and slap my face for not using it the whole sem. *Slap slap* It jz did.

Alrite, crapping session over. Its exam period and if I don't start any moment by now, I will be eventually booking a coffin for me by tomorrow.

While graphic design world are now trying to expand dimensions from 2Ds into 3Ds and 4Ds, I am centralizing myself into jz oni 1D. And that does not, hopefully, becomes the I-don't-know-and-I-don't-care side of me.

Out.

Missing

No, nothing was lost. Am missing home. And I mean damn friggin terribly miserably missing home here. Was suppose to go home on week 12’s weekend, but some Sports Carnival duty halted my grand plan, and sigh….

The frequency of thoughts of Penang is definitely increasing by the days. Here’s a list of what I’ve been missing:

I miss my home.

I miss my parents. Have been thinking of them since there is no space required for the significant one….kiddin. Really miss them.

I miss my sister. Though she sometimes send some stupid sms…but I still appreciate it.

I miss my room. Its true I had established a feeling for my hostel room here. But still the room back there is my room for like 18 years. Eighteen. Who can shrug off the closeness of that in such a short time, say, 2 years?

I miss my dog. Er…yeah, it might be frustrating at times, thanks to the shriek-like barking, but still it will melt ur heart whenever u see it, thanks to it pinched, never-grow-up size.









Meet Murphy, ma mini-pincher.

I miss my best of best friends Rach and Yong Wah. Miss those kap siao session. Miss driving them to wherever they wanted to go. Miss their laughter. Its good that I know they miss me too. Thanks for the reminder testi.

I miss my school friends. Guess F6 is no joking process to go through. It might change them into psychos, or probably already did. Can’t even see them in MSN. Where you guys dispersed to?

I miss ma secondary school. Nope, not the discipline teachers and the prefects. Just the school. Mind you, assholes. Miss the atmosphere, miss my school band days, miss my saxophone. Miss sitting in class and kap siao-ing. Miss the toilet’s smell…er…not really. Not even close.

I miss my grandma’s place. Not the graveyard la. The house that she used to live in. Miss my aunties there. Miss watching football every weekend. Miss playing computer with my cousins. Miss celebrating birthdays there.

I miss Gurney. Err...not really. Jz the atmosphere. There are so many memories there.

I miss driving. Miss the black, square-shaped Nissan. Miss the loud engine. Miss the penang roads. Miss laughing at turbo-built Kancils. Miss cursing at reckless bikers.

I miss the food. Ooo…the Sg. Ara market food. Miss the days when I spent mornings with friends in the kopitiam. Miss the Char Koay Teow, curry mee, chicken rice and the teh peng. Missing mom’s cooking. Miss the claypot chicken rice, miss…damn, I am hungry.









Tempting la. How?


Its week 12 now. That will be like 5 more weeks to go at least. And final exams are coming. Arrgh….After that… “Yay! Its holiday!!Whoo, yes!” *Jumping around like psycho* *Roommate starred* *Embarrassed and returns to the sit.*

Me ass reporting out.

Got Tagged...again.

Thomas= wu liao guy....anyway, there is another theory which says Sin Eu = more wu liao guy.
So here goes.....*breaths deeply and....start*
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10 years ago i was:

Wait ar...have to do some maths...now I am 19...so...ahh..minus 10 means...oh ok.
Er....dumb standard-3-asshole. Very quai (not quai lan) student. Do every homework teacher gave. Top in class. Duno what the fuck is "fuck". Study in 3U SRJK Kwang Hwa. Realize tat I dont have a high IQ( I din get through PTS). Played Warcraft 2, my first PC game. Nerd with a cute face.

5 years ago i was:

Tat will be 19 minus 5..hmm..ok. Form 2 sohai. Don't do every homework anymore. Know what the fuck is "fuck".....and other vulgar words as well. In an all-boys school...CLHS. Chee ko( how do you put this? Its like u look girls as if they are like angels from heaven..all-boys school maa...what to do?). Joined the school band and plays the saxophone. Social outcast. Family rebel. Loud but pointless. An amateur football-freak( thinks Joe Cole is related to Ashley Cole).


1 year ago i was:

Getting rid of high school days. Gone for my first school break job. Almost went into Form 6 if not for my results( am relief I din get in). Still single, and not so proud of it. Rejected twice in 4 months time..sob. Become college freshie. Studies psychology. Live in Kay Lel. Starting a whole new life. Miss my family and friends back home...badly.

Yesterday I was:

Enjoying my weekend after settling a horde of assignments and presentations. Went to TBR with fellow Penangnites, Denise and Thomas. Suppose to be back at Penang, but cancel the trip (sorry mom for unable to eat the food u prepared for me). Talked to the hostel wall. Smell my bolster for the whole afternoon. Eat a lot of creeps (DotA-ing). Looking at the calendar and realize how fast time past(1 month to go for exam).

5 recent songs I listened to:

- If I were you by Hoobastank. Was repeating the song over and over again. It is so meaningful.
- Welcome to wherever you are by Bon Jovi. Minimizes home-sickness.
- Jack Sparrow by Hanz Zimmer in POTC Dead Man's Chest OST. Classical and soothing. Great music.
- Only Hope by Mandy Moore and Switchfoot(2 versions). Always did a back-to-back whenever one of them pops up in my music list.
- 6 Days by DJ Shadow and Mos Def. OST from Tokyo Drift. Nice song but overplayed. Should stop.

Songs I noe all the words to:

- Ba, wo hui lai le (Dad, I am home) by Jay Chow. My first exposure to Jay and first rapping song i noe.
- She will be loved by Marron 5.
- Show me the meaning of being lonely by BSB. I noe la, its lame.
-Together we are one by Delta Goodrem. Thanks to OO nite.
- You are beautiful by James Blunt. Simple and nice.

5 ideal places for running away to:

- Back at Penang, my hometown. Will always be my first destination. Consider I can teleport myself to there anytime.
- My room. The safest place in Setapak for now to get rid of the parang guys around.
- Holland, Amsterdam to be specific. You know why.
- Anfield. Home of Liverpool FC.
- In the arms of somone. I agree with Thomas. I needed that too.

5 things I really want:

- A car. Badly. Travelling around in KL is easier if I had that. Am a driving kaki. Plus, it might be safer to travel around since parang-slashing creatures are around.
- A brand new HP. Lost one. Now using an older one with no infrared, bluetooth, greentongue or brownears technology.
- A digi cam. The previous spoiled.
- The mind of Profressor Xavier from X-men. I always dreamed of having that.
- A romantic partner. A girl of course. I don't do Broke Back Mountains.

5 things I should be doing right now:

- Study. I noe. i am a lazy ass.
- Cleaning my room. Havent to do that like...er..ahem..duno. Go figure. Another point to proof that I am lazy.
- Call my family. Talked to my mom yesterday. But it was she who called.
- Prepare proposal for Mass Comm Society.
- Prepare for presentation next week.

By the way, how I am suppose to do 5 things altogether at one time? Quite a dumb way to ask actually.

5 biggest joy in my life:

- Family. Missing them badly. I really appreciated the existence of them.
- Friends. Old and new. There are the ones that I cherished apart from family. Imagine life without friends...
- Food. Especially Penang food. Missed them badly too. Also my mom's cooking.
- Female. The world is a balanced world. When there's Adam, there's Eve.
- Me, myself and I. If there is no me, how la to enjoy the joy I enjoy now...

5 people I tag:

- Vic.
- CJ.
- Denise.
- Cody.
- Sarah.

Have a nice day being tagged.

Inhumane

Setapak is no longer a safe place for students.

1 bank robbery, 2 robberies including one murder and various others ranging themselves from Genting Kelang, Wangsa Maju to Taman Melati. A safe place? Fuck it.

A promising student, a talent, the possible key to the future of Malaysia is lost because 2 people(if they were classified as human, I don't think they do...) wanted to have a mobile soo badly that robbed a family of its member's life. A HP for a life?? What the fuck is these inhuman beasts thinking? Can you imagine that you are the boy's parents receiving a call at night just to hear ur son called to tell u he is dying?

Now police has the tendency to believe tat, as if one murder is not enuf, there goes another robbery and an almost sucessful murder by the same fagots.
















The second robbery case that happened jz 48 hours after the murder of another student. Courtesy of The Star.

As for the murder case, rumours has it that 2 clinics were being informed...but none came to the boy's help....what the fuck are they thinking...don't they have the concious to help people? I thought their main priority are to...but no. How ironic is that?Probably they were like, "Since the boy is being robbed and slashed, meaning his money was taken. So, no money = no pay = no help." Talking about being ethical. Really look down on them.

Why has the world gone like that? As in "people" slash people's life for cost of one handphone...people's refusal to help, especially when their profession's priority is helping people.

The cases definitely left us students shell-shocked. There is no such thing as feeling secure anymore in this place. We came here to study, yet around us are inhumane creatures lurking around trying to pound on its next prey. Sigh.

To all fellow colleagues, try not to walk alone wherever and whenever you are...take the safe passage even though it takes a whole lot more time and energy..its better to be safe than sorry.

As to the maggots and mother fuckers, may u be haunted by people u killed and will burn eternally in hell!! You all do not worth living in this world. Not a single place. So, Fuck off!!