Hindered

Obsession has a new name. Previously, I was very very into a band called Theory of a Deadman. There are still cool for me. It is just that there hasn’t been any progress that I know of, and listening to the same all songs they performed also bored me anyway. Anyhow, they are a great band with a romantic-heartbreaking-theme in most of their songs. They were quite much alike to Nickelback in style.

Songs that I truly recommended are:
Santa Monica
Me and My Girl
In the Middle
Better-off
Hello Lonely

…..and so much more.

Oh….as I said…obsession has a new name.

And its spelled H-I-N-D-E-R.

Oh yes. They are like what marijuana and cocaine are to drug addicts for me now. Their songs were absolutely soothing, in terms of their rhythm, not to mention their lyrics. Fascinating stuff really.

Currently they are promoting their album Extreme Behaviour, with the hit single Lips of an Angel. For me, Lips of an Angel is like what thrillers are to on-coming movies. Thus, it is strongly, absolutely recommended to get whatever songs they produced.

Songs that had impressed me(actually all of their songs already did) are….

Better Than Me
Get Stoned
Bliss
Shoulda
Nothing Good About Goodbye

I am still in the process of discovering them (downloading a lot of their songs for one).
Do check them out.

Website: www.hinderonline.com/

Don’t let ignorance Hinder you.

Joke's Bond. James Bond.

Due to the wave of the womanizer a.k.a. spy a.k.a. Aston Martin addict sweeping the mass media, I decided to cash in with my own James Bond thingy.







My friend last night told me this joke about how Bond came to get his name.

Bond boarded in China during one of his mission, suffering partial memory lost due to shipwreck. He forgot his name.
Of course, his basic instinct never leave him and he fell for a Chinese lady at first sight. So, they...you know the rest la...
As they were having their time, Bond groaned: " Oh yeah...say my name...say my name...."
The Chinese lady, who do not know a single English word, got high and was shouting: "Zhen shi bang! Zhen shi bang! (Damn good! Damn good!)"

Note "zhen shi bang" sounded like James Bond......if you get what it meant.

Just being wu laio.... XD

Bloody Donation

Never thought I wanted to be in one. I had always this...erm....ah....fe...fea...oh yes...fear(admitted sheepishly)...to go for blood donations. Nothing to do with fear of looking at blood. Its just thanks to a particular media report about one guy donated blood and got AIDS after that. Whats worse is the asshole hospital do not give compensation or even apologize to the Samaritan.

Now that turned me off whenever "blood donation" comes to mind. That is , till now.

The First Aid Unit(FAU) in my college had been promoting the event as if there was a mega sales in the college hall. As a result, thousands flooded the college hall for this 5 day event. Afterall, it did look like a mega sales event.

As usual, I was ignorant of the event until my friends were talking about it.

An: Oi, wan donate blood ah?
Me: Hah? Since when you become so benevolent?
An: Walau...u see me like tat one ah?
Vince: Ya...we do.
An: Luk chat...
Vince: So, u wanna go for it?
Me: Er....
An: Aiya...scared hoh? Maybe we sut check u got balls onot? *started to bend down*
Me: What? Me? Nola...er.....okla...go la....

And then the next thing I knew, I was escorted there..

















The process was a long one. First, we had a weight measurement.
I found out mine was 66kg...oh well, lost weight, not what I planned.

Then, came the register part. Answered a lot of wu liao question like "adakah anda mempunyai hubungan sejenis?"

Hubungan sejenis(one type species realtionship)? What the hell? Of course la. Its like asking whether you have sex with dogs or cats or horses.

Then I looked next to the sentence and found the English translation: "Do you have homosexual partners?"

Ohhhhh....cheh...

Next its the blood examination part. Found out, for the first time in 19 years, I was type B.

Then checked whether I got high blood pressure. Seems normal.

Then some registration again. Picked up some blood bags and time to go.

Now to the major event.
















We were guided onto The Chair. And the nurse started their process. As the needles spit out liquid, my nerves jolted. And the next thing was, I got injected. It kinda bit me, so I din see the process.

Next the nurse insert a whole freaking big "drain entrance" into my skin. Slowly. My eyes bulged as it went in. And in just one second...my blood was on travelling around 180kmph to the blood bag.

So, me and my friend just lied down, relaxed and talked crap to release tension. My friend said it needed 30 minutes for the process to be done when he was first here. *nods head*

Approximately 5 minutes later, the nurse came and started to prepare for the ending process. Both of us were amazed. Who say 30 minutes? Mine was completed in 7 minutes! I looked at my friend and he just shrugged.

The nurse cut off the drain and put the bag full of my own blood on my thigh. Walau...imagine a huge chunk of blood right in front of your eyes. I can feel the thing wobbling on my thigh. My friend needed a little while longer.

Lastly, to make sure that we don't faint afterwards, the FAU prepared light meals for us outside the hall.

















And so, I lost 450ml of blood...to charity. Felt so noble now.

Rid

Just announcing that I am officially gotten rid of....

....Defence of the Ancients.

There is not even one single trace of the word DotA in my PC...save some really nice concept arts.

Although it was like 1 month ago, but I can't be sure 100%.

But now, I felt cleansed, holy, pure and _____(fill in the blanks with anything you thing is clean).










Bye, soul-devourer. Hello, life!

I Smoke

Do you believe it? My lecturer said she actually saw me puffing away happily in a mamak store, cigar on my hand, chatting away ah-beng-style.

Now, what I really want to say is:

"WHAT THE FUCK? I SMOKE? THE BLOODY FAT BITCH MUST BE FUCKED BLIND!"

Now, friends who knows who Sin Eu is knows that I don't smoke. Hell, I don't even literally touch cigarettes before. And this particular bitch just show her cocky and a-matter-of-fact face on me and say: "Wah! Yesterday I saw you at the mamak store smoking ah! Cigarettes in hand hoh! So syok hoh!"

In my mind, the word Caucibai is already forming in my head.

It caught me unguarded and I almost blurt out "What the fuck?" I changed from "fuck" to "hell" just in time. And now she was lecturing me about don't be so rude la.....no need that reaction la.....you just say something rude you know?

Now, I really really regretted I din say What the Fuck.

I mean, its RUDE to suddenly smack a bloody untrue "fact" on people. She didn't even care to inquire first and just fucking slap a "You are a smoker." label on me.

Note that I don't have anything against smokers, apart from the unhealthy puffs. The point is I don't take accusations for something I am not involved in. Imagine a person came knocking on your door one early morning , punch you in the face and accuse you of fucking his wife when you are fucking yours.

How do you really feel huh?

And that bitch call herself a bloody professional counsellor/psychologist.

Restructured

Got tired of the blackish background. It makes me wanna sleep whenever I read my blog.
And now time for some refreshed atmosphere.

As you can see, it took a 360 degrees turn in colour. From brutal black to angelic white. It certainly look fresher and clean.

Its still in beta mode. Reconstruction is still on the way. I apologize if my fellow friends' are not in the blog list....yet. I forgot to back up the previous blog template. So please do update me if i missed out ur blog(s).

Anyway, welcome to the all-new revamped blog.
Do enjoy.

Be Hit or Ride?

It is torturous when you know that in 5 hours time, you are either going to be hit by a plane OR you are riding on the plane to a distance world of joy. Getting results always makes me think of the scenario, and it happened again.

Fast forwarding to 4 hours and 45 minutes later and my stomach is slowly eating me from the inside. i was holding my waist looking far and beyond when....

Fai: Wah! What happened? Period ah?

=___= """

Walau wei! To have a stomachache is already unbearable. To laugh while having a stomachache can easily KO you anytime.

And being the kiasu type, it is no surprise I became the first one to get my results the moment the doors are opened.

And I signed my name. And I looked at my friends and grinned sohai-ly. And I opened the envelope. And I unfold the result slip. AND.....

.....I walked out the room. HAHAHA!

Nola...not really. I looked at my results and I can't decide whether to be crashed by the plane or book a ticket.

3A2B.

The thing is, lets just say, my dreams din come true. It was complimentary yet not satisfying. I expected more, really.

But I broke several records on the way. Good ones.

• I got my first ever A for a counselling subject.
• My CGPA raised for the first time. Even it is just 0.04.
• It was my 3rd psychology subject with an A. 3/3. I do really love psych.

Tho a lil' bit down, words from my dad made me felt good. He actually congratulated me on the phone.

I am also happy for my friends. Most of them get really good results according to their own standards. Some of them did really great, only to kinda slightly "pissed" me off because they think they did very bad.

I mean, how on earth can somone say its bad when you have tons of As and small portions of Bs and without a C or D or Fail? It just doesn't make sense.

Or maybe it did. Come to think of it, probably they meant they din do good enough. Its just maybe they give me the wrong impression that at the moment, I really gave them a twisted disgusted look that might have scared them in a way and to really say something uncomfortable like "WTF? You should noe what is enough!" Now, I really feel like apologizing to them.

Anyway, for now, I still can't decide whether to get hit by the plane or get in for a ride.

Depart to Dumpside

Hollywood is always full of remakes and reproductions from various era and parts of the world. Take King Kong(era) and The Grudge(geography) for example. Somehow, most remakes do not usually stand up to the standards of previous production. The Departed is one of a kind.

The movie is an English adaptation of Infernal Affairs from HK. And if you compare, which i did, i prefer to watch Infernal Affairs again and again.




















English and Cantonese version of cop and criminal story.

Even before I watch the movie, the main casts had slightly disappointed me. Apart from Nicholson, both undercovers just don't suit the role. Leo 'I jump-you-jump' Di Caprio is a farcry from Tony Leong, being much more of a lover boy than a gangsta. Damon a.k.a. Mr. Bourne is kinda playing dumb in that movie. I must say Andy Lau did a better job eventhough I don't like him as an actor.

What came as a catastrophic result is the major role played by the Malaysian Censor Board. Due to the numerous "f.u.c.k." word in the movie. The board decided to cleanse the movie. Instead, it made it worse. So bad are their skills that it really ruined the whole show.

Below are some quotes from The Departed:

Colin Sullivan: If we're not gonna make it, its gotta be you that gets out, cause I'm not capable. I'm fucking Irish, I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life.


Dignam: [after Costigan has quoted Nathaniel Hawthorne] Pfft! What's the matter, smartass, you don't know any fuckin' Shakespeare?


Colin Sullivan: [after Costello showed him the dildo] Jesus fucking Christ, Frank! I almost fucking shot you.
Frank Costello: Calm down... don't shoot off in your pants. Besides, it was too hard to resist.
Colin Sullivan: That was a close call last night.
Frank Costello: Yea... you have to find this fuck in your department. I don't care what you have to do... just find him.
Colin Sullivan: I'm trying... did you get me the stuff I needed?
Frank Costello: [Handing him the "Citizens" envelope] Here you go.
Colin Sullivan: I'll run these through the database.
Frank Costello: Yea.
[Looking at the porn film playing on the screen]
Colin Sullivan: Why did you pick this place?
Frank Costello: Maybe it's cause I get cunt so easy that I never understood the point of jerking off in a movie theater.
Colin Sullivan: Then why the fuck did you pick it?
Frank Costello: 'Cause I own it.
[pauses]
Frank Costello: I don't need to remind you that if you don't find that cheese eating rat bastard in your department, it won't be me who suffers for it.
Colin Sullivan: Would I be any good at what I do if I didn't already fucking know that?
Frank Costello: I need you to find this guy because I can't have that. I told you, I don't care what the fuck you have to do just find him.
Colin Sullivan: Hey... it involves lying and I'm pretty fucking good at that.
Frank Costello: I'll be in touch, alright.

After the Censor Board potong version:

Colin Sullivan: If we're not gonna make it, its gotta be you that gets out, cause I'm not capable. I'm fucking Ir%$, I'll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life.

Dignam: [after Costigan has quoted Nathaniel Hawthorne] Pfft! What's the matter, smartass, you don't know any fuckin' Sha%$^&*$#^?

Colin Sullivan: [after Costello showed him the dildo] Jesus fucking C$#@!, Frank! I almost fucki%$ **ot you.
Frank Costello: Calm down... don't shoot off in your pants. Besides, it was too hard to resist.
Colin Sullivan: That was a close call last night.
Frank Costello: Yea... you have to find this fuck *& *^%$ #epartment. I don't care what you have to do... just find him.
Colin Sullivan: I'm trying... did you get me the stuff I needed?
Frank Costello: [Handing him the "Citizens" envelope] Here you go.
Colin Sullivan: I'll run these through the database.
Frank Costello: Yea.
[Looking at the porn film playing on the screen]
Colin Sullivan: Why did you pick this place?
Frank Costello: Maybe it's cause I get cunt so easy that I never understood the point of jerking off in a movie theater.
Colin Sullivan: Then why the fuck %$# *ou pick it?
Frank Costello: 'Cause I own it.
[pauses]
Frank Costello: I don't need to remind you that if you don't find that cheese eating rat bastard in your department, it won't be me who suffers for it.
Colin Sullivan: Would I be any good at what I do if I didn't already fucking kn$# that?
Frank Costello: I need you to find this guy because I can't have that. I told you, I don't care what the fuck %^$ have to do just find him.
Colin Sullivan: Hey... it involves lying and I'm pretty fucki#@ $ood at that.
Frank Costello: I'll be in touch, alright.

So, instead of cleansing the film, they spend most of the time killing off the script. Just how technically skilled are they?

Besides, I found the film dragging, as if finding a rat in each department is like no big deal. Yet when they talk, they fucked each other that as if its the end of the world if they don't catch the rat. Ironic.

And "The Departed"? Title kinda lame. *spoilers ahead*Probably the producers are so amazed of the number of people died in the show that they name it this way. Infernal Affairs sounded soo much cooler.

Worth watching if you enjoy movie cuts and the point that you haven't watch the Cantonese version.

Departed.

Exhausted

I think my blogs are becoming boring. Lack of comments might suggest that. But hey, even I myself felt that. Something is wrong somewhere.

Contents are bogged down. Language wasn't good. Lack of creativity and stuff like that. Maybe you might say having writer's block might explain it, but blocks don't go on a streak. Somewhere in the pack, you will find some good stuff. Ain't my case here.

I revised my blog at times and found it plain. Factual but presentation is kinda monotonous. I dunno la, seems like humour just deserted me.

Whatever it is, just wanna lament a bit. Sometimes I think i really need to pack up and go for a search of inspiration.

Usual Sem Preview

Malaysia is a place with various cultures. Which means we have a lot of public holidays around the year. Which means we don't go to classes on these days(duh...). And because of that, it took 3 weeks to really know who are all your lecturers and tutors. I am glad that we had a good squad of lecturers around this sem. Or isit just us that are so used to the system that we get biasa with their style. Whichever it is, somehow I have a feeling that I am going to enjoy the sem. Kinda, that is. Consider that first impression counts and lasts.

Subject #1: Group Dynamics

GD is the sequel to last sem's Leadership Skills. And the 'director" remains. Dr. Chai has been a frequent lecturer to us. So, no major discovery and exploration. Already get used to her style. However, we still can't quite catch her mood when she's speaking. Her sentence may be sincere and caring, but somehow it gives you the tendency to thnk that its somehow sarcastic. Well, maybe her facial expression still needs improvement. As for the subject, nothing interesting or extraordinary.

Subject #2: Counselling Ethics and Legal Aspects

Ethics are always boring subjects. And to install yet another veteran to teach it will be the ultimate. Old man Kuan will be our lecturer for the 2nd time. Cats are his life, and probably due to old age(60s), he likes to share experience that we sometimes are not interested in and might be moody as well(relate previous blogs). It can be a killing subject, as you have to know the akta-aktas of Malaysian Counselling Ethics and its American counterparts.

Subject#3: Industrial/Organzisation Psychology

Spin-off to Basic Management Principles. The subject is much related to BMP, at least that is what the first 3 weeks looked like. As for the lecturer, Annie's her name. 3 weeks gone and most of us still think that she fakes her English accent. Too squicky at times but nevertheless, informative. Really, if not for her sharp shrieky voice, I would be snoozing off.

Subject#4 : Counselling Methods and Techniques 2

Sequel to CMT1. The lecturer is someone interesting to mention. Miss Aggy Hooi is soo American-ish that you probably think that you are having your classes in some college in US. Accent, style, choice of words...anything la. She's whacky and damn knowledgeable, as well as agile. Probably already analyze all responses that a potential client might give. Play along and everything will be fine. Or else, you might have to commit suicide before she executes you.

Subject#5: Interpersonal Communication Skills

This is somehow a cool subject. Probably becoz we have a cool lecturer. Mentally and erhem, perhaps physically stunning, she's da kind of lecturer that you don't respect her as a lecturer. You respect her as a friend. In fact, she's in her 20s and has alot of things in common with us. Her techniques of keeping us awake during lectures is her express-train-style-lecture. One moment of slacking off, and you can give up trying to catch up.

Time to pick up the engines, and oh btw, did i mention that my course had aready passed up our first assignment?

Things are becoming more kiasu nowadays.

Eu out.