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.

Nobody's Home

This is supposed to be a long-time-ago-post..its been in the draft way too long...but oh well...
just gotta finish it...

The festive season is just around...they called it Deeparaya...combination of Hari Raya and Deepavali...whatever...nothing major to do with me anyway.

So, I am, yet again, condemned to rot in the crampy hostel room. Sounds like deja vu to me...

But it turned out to be not thhaat bad...

It happens that one of my floormates is moving on...to MMU...and we gave him a farewell party before we have to release him. Nice guy. So worth the farewell. Time Square seems an appropriate place and so is the cinema. Watched the hillarious yet touching Jackie's movie...Rob-B-Hood. And i mean seriously touching...not that I cried....but the whole hall was full of sobs and sniffs and soft whinning.















The crew of Code H.GrdFlr.

Anyway, the best part is of course the CC session. Conquered almost every game we had there. Dota, Counter-Strike and even Call of Duty 2. The latter is something fresh and it kick-started the craze...at least in us. It drove us into a 7-day streak of COD.

And boy, I mean we are hooked. The 7-day-streak(and still counting, for some cases) can prove that.

And in that 7 night, 35 bucks, 21 hours and tons of energy and concentration is dedicated to COD2. Not that I am complaining. In fact, it helps to kill time. Effectively.

And because some particular samaritan leaves his car here in the hostel, we can say we took full advantage of it. Have to. For excitement's sake. Paid the petrols la of course.

And so the car took us - or we took the car, whatever la - to BRJ for footie session, Jusco for a window shopping or just simply exploring Setapak. The car really adds a lot of colours in our life for those days.

Note that it only left 5 survivors on my floor. The hostel was a dull sandy and hazy desert. Sometimes i wondered if I really heard the ants talking. Ocassionally, I can hear other "survivors" shouting "Sien ah!!!' or "Want to die liao la!!" hysterically. My friend even tried knocking on an empty room's door and shouted "Anybody's home?"

Well, nobody's home.

Kinda funny, come to think again. Boredom really drives you to nuts. And it was these nutty things that make us happy. Once in a while.

Mobile Recharge Machine

Jz came back from an exhausting trip from Times Square. And while we are jz about to ride the KL Monorial back home in the Imbi Station, I came across this can-be-termed "hi-tech" piece of machine.















This is called a Mobile Recharge Machine, or that is what we called it. It charges all types of phones, ranging from Motorola, Nokia, Alcatel, Sony Erricsson to Siemens. And you know wht? It can even charge iPod MP3. Hi-tech lo.
















Motorola takes the most slots, containing 4 types of charges. Judging by the length, my friend assumes that the longer the wire is, the more it is used. So, Nokia receives the prize of Most Used Chargers in the fray.

Notice the 3rd slot, which indicates Blackberry. I was like black...what? And thus, I browse the web and found that it is a brand that produces mostly business-functioned phones and handhelds.












Blackberry Phones

Well, unheard of.

Anyway, back to the Recharge Machine. Besides the rechargefunction, it also provides the sterializing function.











How do you actually sterialize your phone? What is the actual function? I mean, after you "sterialize" it, you take it out and the next thing you know, trillions of bacteria and micro-beings will eventually return to stick at your phone's surface.
















Now you can sterilize your phone. How amazing is that?

Malaysia is really moving into Wawasan 2020, huh? Hi-tech sial.

Prison? What Prison?

Filmaker make films into 3 parts and called it a "trilogy". And the trend of doing trilogies spreaded like wild fire. Ever since started by Lucas' Star Wars, both the original and the prequel and popularized by Jackson's, or rather Tolkien's, Lord of the Rings, trilogies has been very common.










Star Wars prequel Trilogy














LOTR Trilogy


So they made an impact on the concept and you get trilogies such as:













And spawn to games such as:








Warcraft Trilogies


But enough of this.

The main point here is that the trilogies concept spread to even TV series. Say Prison Break.
The producers are planning, yeah, hear that, planning to do a trilogy of it. Currently, its on its 2nd season.

















Prison Break

Its a freaking hot and exciting series with an interesting chronological plot on how a man gets in the jail and wants to get out. On purpose.

Yeap, he gets in on purpose.

Reason? Save his supposed-to-be-innocent big bro.

The desperate plan was set into 22 episodes on the first season as Scofield(the dude's name) unleash his genious plan of escape.

Was skeptical of it when it first popped up in my network place. I mean, breaking a prison? What so fun bout that? Mz be some typical break-run-and-get-caught kinda procedure.

How wrong I am.

I gave it a shot on Saturday. And bingo, I am hooked. I finished 22 episodes in within ONE day.
















The inmates















" Hey, are we supposed to make you up or what? No time liao."

The interesting concept of this series is apart from breaking the prison's brilliant tactics, it also covers government conspiracy, family ties and basically the strategy to framing people. And by the way, the inmates are just hunky mascular dudes, most of them. And no, I'm straight. Its jsut that I am amazed how they keep their skin so smooth and fair in prison.

Really, its an abolute thriller.















"You crazy ah? You aren't suppose to smear the blood on your head, dumbass!"

Season 2 starts with their escape and the cat-and-mouse chase with the puhlize. Am trying hard to get Season 2 ASAP.

Anyone has one?

Slow

Everything has been going sooo slow since the return to KL. Have been awaiting the days to go to classes...erm...not really....i mean, the days that classes will start and all my friends will be back soon to their crampy lil' old hostel room. It wasn't sweet to be alone, well, almost alone for the whole freaking week, speaking say, less then 7 sentences in a day.

And thanks to the ill-timed(sorry Jo) meeting which happpens to make ma hols came to an abrupt end. The thing is it wasn't the length of the hols, is the timing. This week, I got sooo many things to do at once. Like celebrating, lets see, 3 of my friends' birthday and my cousin from Singapore came home. Damn. Haven't seen him like 5 freaking years.

But now I am happily tucked in my deflated chair, staring at the monotonous screen in front of me. Missed home.

The only thing fast is me reading 2 novels in 2 days. Grisham's The Broker and a CSI:Miami novel. Both are great and interesting, tho Grisham's will be a lil' bit draggy and full of law jargons. Anyway, it really speed up the days that went by. Will be starting on Mystic River soon.

The haze has, thankfully, reduced. Fresher air. Mood lightens up a bit....

And the always problematic internet connection somehow gets to make my mood swings. It went berserk and for 2 days it was in no mood to service the clients. The lazy asshole in the office took a self-proclaimed holiday on Wednesday.

Ok. Now I duno what to write. Having blog blocks.

Packed and gone.

New Cam

After the absence of a digi cam for a whole of 6 months(the last one spoiled due to dislocated lens), finally I am back with a digi cam. So, lets hope if I am enthusiastic enough, my blog will be, once again, flourished with lots of pictures.

And, erhem, introducing Kodak EasyShare C643.















Sleek, ain't it?

Bought it with a bargain price of RM699, which due to promotion period in that particular shop, came with a free 512mb memory card, a free dull blue cover and 2 regular alkaline battery that only last for 2 days. But really, the bargain part is of course the memory card, which cost around RM180.

It comes with these features:
• 6.1 MP for prints up to 20 × 30 in. (50 × 75 cm)
• 3X optical zoom lens, 5X digital zoom
• 2.4 in. (6.1 cm) indoor/outdoor color display
• VGA video (640 × 480 at 30 fps) with sound
• Picture enhancing features
• On-camera Share button
• Internal memory plus
• SD/MMC card storage (32MB internal)
• ISO 80-400

Kinda cool.

It is a point-and-shoot cam with quite a traditional camera look. Light, sleek and compact. The buttons are easy to use and not confusing. You don't really need a guidebook to understand how to use it.

The pics it took were quite awesome. It comes with a blur warning function, which is not really useful, coz its judgement of so-called clear pictures is poor. Nonetheless, a guide. It also has scene mode , self timer, burst, exposure compensation(which I don't quite really understand) functions.















The cam also come with a movie mode function which can last for 20 minutes with a 512mb memory card. With sound. Something the precious cam do not have. Thrilled me of course.

The 6.1 mp feature is an obvious feature that excites me esp when it came with a bargain price. Plus, it also gives the option of adjusting its picture size, meaning I can reduce it to smaller mps to take more pictures.

This is one of the pics that is taken by the cam.










Some freaky plant in the porch


As for the EasyShare feature, it is quite useless to me, as i don't acquire the pinter and docks. So the cam name doesn't really applies in my case.
















Out of curiosity, I checked the reviews for the cam. The result is mixed. Some say it was incredibly awesome while others lamented its quality. The most common complain is its inability to switch on properly and the blur pic function.

Well, lets just hope THOSE problems doesn't apply in mine. My preciousss.

Untitled

Hols are bored and dull. To say I enjoyed the hols is way beyond compliment. Relax is a much better word.

Bored? Yes. Very. The things were soo routine. Eat, sleep and watch television, though wouldn't be complaining about food. In fact, the only enjoyment back there is the cuisine. Penang is not called Food Heaven for nothing.

Dull? Most of the time. Activities are so monotonous. Morning-sleep. Afternoon-sleep. Evening-football. Nigh-TV, no astro and was condemned even to watch dull Malay series. Sleep will not come before 3am, thanks to the aftermath of exams. Sigh.

Apart from TV and radio, I am pratically barred from any other multimedia sources. READ: Computer and Internet. The shitty thing is the dialled-up Internet nowadays diconnected every 5 minutes. Was once so fed-up that I banged the modem, tho it was obviously none of its fault. And finally, talked my dad to into installing Streamyx, and initial progress was done. And instead of Warcraft 3, the com is only eligible to play Warcraft 2 with no audio sound due to some defect software program. No games, no browsing, nothin'. Now I am much much much much glad to sit in front of the desktop in my hostel room.

As for the social part, it was like an iron-curtain policy. There was almost zero communication with my ex school mates, save for a visit to the school. Even with those living nearby, it was just some mere hi and bye and long time no see exchange. STPM is really taking the lives out of them. And btw, all my "foreign" friends send me Boeing 747s for their planned trips to Pg. I was practically isolated. I din even touch my feet on the floors of Gurney Plaza. How pathetic is that.

And to be confined to read LOTR novels once again makes life oh-so-dull. It is the sixth time for the first 2 books and 8th time for Return of The King. Din really know how I managed that feat, but boredom might contribute more to pure interest of it.

The good thing here is the makaning part in Penang. I was lucky then. 3 of my cousins celebrate their b'days during my stay in Pg. And we had a feast every Saturday. Whee. Long time coming since dishes like Shark Fin Soup, roasted piglings and tiger prawns are on my menu.

Something special was the trip to Bt. Ferringghi night market. The DVDs there are a bargain. 4 for each and buy 10 free one. But come to think again, the travelling part form Sg. Ara to Bt. Ferringhi already made up the cost to equal the score of buying a 7 buck DVD near my house. So not really some good deal, in a way.

A sunny afternoon at E-gate was not bad too. In fact, it was tantilizing. Sitting by the sea(quite near, not really BY the sea), sipping coffee and gathering memories with my 2 best pals...

Hmm, not that bad afterall.

And by the way, the air back there is waaaaayyy fresher than in Kl. Gosh, the haze is terrible, thanks to our always considerate neighbours.
















KL at its not-so-bad hazy state. Imagine the worse.


And after a 4-hour trip in the North -South Highway and some rest, I am back in my cramped room writing a blog.

Ironically, am now missing home. What the hell.

p/s: Bought a new cam. Will be featuring in my next blog.

Hols Notice

Finally, the killing spree is over. After being a tormented soul for like 3 weeks, its time for a holiday in the Caribbeans…..not. Ok, maybe going back won’t be that bad. And for once, this holiday ain’t gonna be that bad as previous holidays. Why? Cause THIS time, my friends will be free! At least, some of them are going to be after 2 weeks. STPM are torturous compared to our exams. You don’t have a second chance to resit, repeat and stuff. And the exam is a get-results-or-die-tryin’ type. Its only once in a lifetime, consider that you don’t want to take it in another 2 years.. No more no less. So the pressure is waaaaaaay over than college students, like me. Hah. So, I can be empathic if they refuse to come out to chill. Yes, you will be amazed that they can sit in the house for like 24 hours straight starring at the books and not get tired. Elite school students. Salute them, in a way.

By this time, except for most of my friends who are in my secondary school, most of them will be free, consider they are willing, to accompany me. Why not? They aren’t as kiasu as those elite students. They have life. Beat me up if you feel insulted here. Plus, friends from far and away are visiting penang. So as ambassador, I will be farely busy taking them for rides in The Island.

It’s a long time since the last blog. Felt rusted writing one. So, this is going to be a short blog, just to say, I am happy having crossed the Penang Bridge for good.

Updates and some flashbacks will be up soon.

p/s: I won’t blog as much in Penang. The Internet here sucks.

Exam: The express way to hell.

Used to heard people say that life's easy after secondary school, coz its not so exam-oriented or something. Whatever(pronounced in bimbo accent). Its just freaking not true. Malaysia is still Malaysia, which means the whole education system is frggin' fuckup. In college and even universities, it is STILL exam-oriented. Everything is basically judged by one cheap, thin, and clean enuf to wipe ur ass piece of paper which pratically determines ur future. So, when it comes to exam periods, u know that u have to go thru the fiery bright gates of hell to get the results u wanted, or should we say "expected".

Try as hard as u can, but the bloody boring bulk of information just won't budge into ur memory. Frustrating huh? The matter of fact is even it goes through the bricks of ur brain, it stays there for like lets say 3.45 miliseconds and it flows away with the brain liquid to somewhere else in ur body, say ur ass. So, after turning 20 pages of ur book, u realized that u have forgotten the facts on page 1.

Now THATS frustrating.

Began to wonder why our brain works the fucked-up way. Amazingly, we can stored up to 10 of thousands of football players profile, every single strategies and tactics and cheat codes of any game, a 5 meter long list of clothes and brands available in shopping complexes and yet, when comes to exam, it just fails u.

Now THAT is also...u spell it. Yawn.

And despite the usual advice to chill and get enuf rest to maximize ur performance. It is not even close to follow the rigid rules of preparing for exams here. I mean, who cares. It won't work, especially for last-minute people. People like me. And even if u are not a last-minute person, you will probably follow suit as its the trend for exam period. Speaking of being left out and kiasu.

The theory is Exam= "healthy" lifestyle. Consider this. The paced schedule of midnight express train running everynight. The friggin huge ammount of caffeine consumed. The ammount of juice that u squeezed out of ur brain. The freaking ton-weighting pressure endured. And the encyclopedia of curses that is being blurted out when frustration creeps in. I will be damned if u expect a long life expectancy.

*gasp**breathes out*

And now time to shorten life expectancy.

Empty

MERDEKA!!

Whoo! Zzzzzz....

Alrite, i admit i am not some patriotic person who goes around clad in Malyasian flag and driving cars with millions of M'sia flags around u that u cant even see the wind screen. Anyway, they are called p-o-s-e-r-s. Do something good that benefits the country la, thats what I called patriotic.

As i sed, I am not patriotic enuf, I dont have good deeds that can proof that I serve well as Malaysian, for now(maybe will never, am considering moving abroad). So, I don't really celebrate Independence Day(its called national day in M'sia, but Independence Day sounds so soooo cool, thanks to some alien-invade-earth-with-Will-Smith-starring-movie). Its meant for those people who really like cares for the national matters, say Abdullah Badawi and maybe Dr. Mahathir. Heh.

Well, really, after 49 years, the meaning of remembering the day the country releasing themselves from the ang mohs is not really there anymore, esp. teenagers like us. We watch the parades and the fireworks jz because they are like "Wow!" and some *ahem* leng luis are around to see them.

Its a public holiday anyway. Which means instead of trying to remember how to sing Negaraku and some patriotic songs and thinking of the days when TAR shouts Merdeka, you probably will be lying straight in ur bed or shopping around KLCC because its some Merdeka Sale, or just simply stare at ur books bcoz exam is near.

And speaking of exams....
Damn. It is now officialy a week from that. And I am jz not ready. The brain GB jz wont want to store the information u want them to. Lets imagine this situation, u studied subject A, satisfied and continue with subject B. Half way through, u wanna test urself on subject A and guess what? Poof. U just can't remember any of them( okla, say a little bit of them). Was like WTF? And then the "die liao la" feeling comes in. Russel Peters once said popped in the Indian accent and tension's gone. Fuck it. I tried. It never materialized, tension is still there. Pundek.

Anyway, life's like roller coster when it comes to exam period. Imsonia is the main disorder most probably faced especially when u cant go to sleep becoz you are worried and yet u cant do anything about it becoz u are demotivated. I mean, who the fuck will blog 6.40am in the morning? =.=

And to make matters worse, the feeling of emptiness creeps in now and then, especially when u are single. Here's the scenario. Nobody's cares what you did. You feel like complaining ur misery, but noticed only the wall( and ur blog) wants to hear you talking. You see couples hanging around after an exhausted study session, while the only thing accompaning you is some bloody boring text books. Sometimes, though is not a need, u jz wish that u could have someone close enough to share something with.

Siiiiiiigghh.

The sound of rubbish being picked up reminds me that its morning. A new day starts and its time to...sleep.

Good morning people.....

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!!

Slash

Its the peak of doom again....

Ok. Think about this...how many times you have to pass up 3 assignments in the time of 3 days in a row? Fat chance? Yeah..I got the chance to do so.

Think again. Now u have 5 subjects....each one consists of one assignment, one presentation and one mid-term test...and the dead line is week 9-10...what u will most probably encounter?

Yeap. Stress.

Okok. You can say that I am some dumb ass who accumulates until the last hour to do so....blame my laziness....but isn't it true that most of us need the so called last-hour-inspiration to do the job?

Notice that I used "last hour" instead of "last minute" above. I am no last-minute person. I hate being last minute. It makes u pek chek like hell, that everything u have in mind will probably be gone with the wind by the time u want to install it into ur assignment.

Unfortunately, that happens. Always.

Being part of the group to complete an assignment was, is and will never be easy. The major difference between group and individual assignments is that u need cooperation. Yes. Spell that word which starts with "c" and pronounce it again. Find the dictionary of what it means if u dunno the definition.

Unlike individual assignments, which u can plan ur own sweet time and work rate and bla bla bla, group assignments don't work that way. Just don't. However, u will always get people who give u the stuff u need last minute, u got people saying they dunno what to do last minute, u got people giving u excuses that they cant do this do that last minute, u got people who says sorry the last minute.....I say, WTF?

My friends were also complaining about that there are groups of people who just don't give a fucking damn care on what u do during the whole process, then at the last minute, they appeared in front of u and give u a diskette which he/she says this is the stuff u want, which, later u found out..that it has nothing to do, nothing at all, with ur assignment. Cool huh?

*pause**cooling down*

Well, come to think again, this is life, this is how society works. Unfairness is always around. Life is like the matter and anti-matter thingy. Its about balance. U got people who are committed to their job and get rewards that they deserve and also people who just wanted the easy way out and got what they did not deserve. However, the probability of the former one is far fewer than u expect to have in the society we live today. Sometimes, u just have to wonder what happen to the world today.....hhmmm...

Press stop. Rewinds back. Now, assignments equals frustration. Group assignments equals more frustration. Lets just hope these people learn sooner or later. That taking things for granted is not part of the survival plan in this world. That no sacrifice means u suffer later on.

Phew. Did feel better after slashing out. On to work.

Final Word on OON

Whoever tell me that OON wasnt a blast, I'll be damned. Ok. There were flaws before, during and even after the event, BUT which event doesn't. So, overall, am extremely please the progress of the event.

3 months ago, OON started its progress with the appointment and introduction of its committee. Am proud to be one of them. I remembered that after the interview that we will be informed about our appointment on Monday(interviews are on Thursday and Friday). Monday came and gone, so is Tuesday and Wednesday. So it happens when u think that there is no way that u r included, the phone beeped to informed that u are appointed as XXX director. Found out later that it happens to most of the committees.

Am appointed as Asst. Security Director. Well, great, in a way. Got what I interviewed for. Not so great, in a way too. Why? Some particular personality is kinda, lets say, hazard for future commitment. So, erhem, on to work.

As the security department, u would think there is no way commitment is needed before the event. The name suggested that u kept the place and event safe for that particular nite, thats all.

Wrong. Got it all wrong.

In fact, the security department played a very important role in selecting the finalist. This is the department which is given the mission to find the potential ones around the school during the orientation week. No easy job. It is some sort of a base work as if the whole event depends on the selection of taste of this particular humble department. I mean, who would have think the security department will be doing something like that. I dint saw it coming.

The OON committee after the scouting and selecting event.

Which, after 3 days of scouting, and of course going through all the levels of audition, interviews and talent showing thingy process, the 12 finalist is chosen. *Star Wars Theme The Chosen

One playing in the background*.Then starts the training process. The first lightsaber session…oops…wrong one….the catwalk session begins just days after the selection process. Before fast forwarding to the actual eventhere’s some of the highlights:

-Former F4(Female finalist no.4) backed out because of beckoning of overseas study, is being replaced by Natalie.

-Former M3 backed out. Replaced by Jonathan.

-Photoshooting for both committees and finalist.

-Welfare Day Trip for well, er…welfare la. Its also the session where apart from the programme team, other departments can evaluate the finalist.

-Promotion Week. Finalist gave a preview of what to expect on the actual nite. Ticket redemption, sold out and still on demand(Whee!.)

-Former M2 chickened out 7 days before the actual event. Replaced by Vinz.

-Attending Talentime Nite as guest.

In an old-folks home during the welfare trip.

The finalists and committee took a pic after the training

The training is like some America’s Next Top Model process, with the lack of TV coverage and some truly astonishingly traumatic events.

As the day creeping in, the temperature risen. The stage is prepared(literally). The committees were busy as hell, so were the finalist who practiced day and night to impress for the event.

THE night came.

It was a marvellous atmosphere to be in. Especially the stage. Everything was smooth for that night, except for some minor unforeseen events, like not enough seats for VIPs(well, that shows that our event is well-anticipated), communication breakdown(talkie out of battery) and one particular person shining torchlight everywhere and bamboozing the security assistants. By the way, the finalists looked awesome that day.

The stage work by the stage team. Thanks to Schizzow for the pic.

Judges included the ever-present Amber Chia, Annabelle Kong, pop band News, one particular who knew to the popping dance who I forgot his name and the fashion dsesign director from our own school.

The programs are an excitement to watch, apart from the catwalks, dances and Q&A sessions from the finalist, there are external events such as rapping featuring Rapsody, a Blast-off contestants from TARC, yo-yo performances, and band performance including News and Cynical(er…spelling?). The MCs(there were 6 of them!) were also doing a good job, with one of them, Samson, who really lighten the whole event up.

Performance by Rapsody ft. Schizzow during the opening.

So, it happens when the queen and king were, after a month of “speculation” on who will win, chosen. Honestly, the result was kinda unexpected(it always is), especially the queen. Anyway, it was the final decision of the judges and of course a worthy winner was selected for the event.

The newly crowned king(centre) with 2 of the committees.

So, here ends the event where after 3 months of hardship and joy. The experience and friends gained from this programme is absolutely valuable for me. Its like once in life time thingy. Sometimes I always wonder the road not taken, like what if I don’t give a damn for an interview or if I am not selected to be part of it. It surely do changes the whole course of your life, as in the case for me.

The committees and the finalist after the event.

Will never regret being part of the event, and will never forget what I went through in this 3 months. OON was, and still is a blast!

The ultimate provoker: Backstabbing

I hate to do this. Meaning saying bad things about others. But if I don’t complain, I might burst, and on the way, hurt others even more.

It’s nearly 13th Friday. Yet, it is a frustrating and hair-tearing day for me. The day started rather smoothly and peacefully, until the career counselling tutorial class. There’s this section where we discuss our questions together-gether. As always, me and ma bunch of friends are the ones who speak out and answer the questions, in a quirky way tho. During the session, while we are joking away, this particular guy will eventually come up with his extremely, astonishingly, damn lame jokes….creating an anti-climax everytime we are having fun. If u say I am a crapper, then that guy must be a total crap. His effort is just soooo lame(crows flying around us)…sometimes I just wish that I can beat him up or he jz being kick outta of our course. I was pissed anyway. He was like spoiling the atmosphere on every afford, in every moment.

Then came the results of our mid-term test. And, unexpectedly, my course rep gets 30 upon 30 for it. Ok, well, congrats, proud of him. Eventually, during the whole discussion, where we were evaluating what went wrong, he just cant stop saying that “I can’t believe I got full marks”, and something like “I m gonna ask the lecturer, I think I got problem, will u believe it? I got full marks!!” and “Hey, I cant believe it! I got this question correct! I am just guessing, u noe?” and yada yada yada….repeatedly. My, I was like “ Cant u just shut up? Am trying to concentrate, and u are back there bragging about ur results. Get on with life! The whole world knows that!”. Of course, Iwas just THINKING out loud. But still, its just frustrating.

And to make matter worse, the OO nite rehearsal was cancelled, after we wait there for at least 1 hour. Reason? The finalist cant get their costumes. Wow. Talking about attitude. We committees have to rush for our clothes for the evening, and they are here asking whether are there any coats and blazers to be lend to them for their purpose. Speaking about being bossy.

And so it happens, there is a power shortage in the hostel and the college. On THIS day. On this particular day, where everything went…erm…not-so-right. Then met old friend, Christine. Sigh. This is gonna be a looooong and never –ending story.

Met her on the way home, she asked about a ticket to OO Nite, gave her. Asked why is she here, she says she wanna do assignment. She was complaining about the power shortage. I sympathized. Then asked about OO Nite whether there are many leng chais around, wanna go tackle some. I sed there is a appropriate number of them. I ask instead of hanging around with nothing to do since it’s a power shortage, why don’t go and visit Denise and Cynthia. She sed she don noe them well. Fine. I cant have her in my room, coz maybe my roommate wont like it. Well, she started asking about how handsome my roommate looks like. I sed he is just the nerdy type(soory roomie…)…and jokingly sed she was hiao(horny). She replied at least she wasn’t lesbian. Went off our way.

Later, we are suppose to have dinner. Due to power shortage, I suggested we go early. So, called Denise and Cyn and Thomas. Then received her msg, saying:
“wei..come out teman me la. Dam sian la. Like so hai oni sit here alon. Come out la.”

I sed ok fine, we are going for dinner anyway.

So, met her sitting alone. Told her that we are going to dinner early. She sed have to wait Thomas came back from class, and teman her to TBR. I explained that he will meet us there. Asked why don’t u join us go there and meet him. She insisted that she wanted to wait. I told her for the 2nd time that I already called Thomas, which he sed that he will meet us there, this time in a louder voice. She became bengang and told me the same thing and tell me to go if u want to. I sed fine.

After Denise and Cyn is done, we are set. Asked her again, whether she wanna go with us…and she showed her sourly face, and asked what about Thomas, and started complaining I shouted at her. I was pissed(again). First, I don’t shout at people with no reason. Second, I suggested that we met Thomas at TBR, easier for him, for the third time. She insisted tat he will come back here to hostel and accompany her. I sed ok. What I din hear, was that, she sed: “ Fuck off, fucker!” which later Denise and Thomas told me.

THAT was the situation.

Her version? Wow. I am impressed with HER version to Thomas.

Later, Thomas came to our table. I asked what she sed about the situation. Eventually, this is a draft on what she sed to Thomas:

“Sin Eu scold me chau hai, cibai and ma hai. He shouted at me. He sed that I am hiao because I wanted to ride on your motor…and bla bla bla.”

Hmm…I am totally dumbstruck when Thomas told me that. Let me make some clarifications:

First, I said rude words because whenever I am crapping with others. I don’t usually scold rude words when I am in a serious situation, unless u totally pissed me off.

Second, I don’t scold people chau hai. I don’t use that word. I am not used to that word. I don’t say rude words in Cantonese, except for so hai, which I describe people as stupid.

Third, I don’t scold females with rude words. I did say rude word in front of them, but scolding them with rude words is a disgrace of myself.

Fourth, I am usually frank. I don’t tell lies or backstab people, because I noe the feeling of being backstabbed.

Fifth, I don’t quarrel, or shout at people, for some minor reasons. I am reasonable. I always hold back anger. The worst I did when I am angry, usually, is complaining to my blog and TFK-ing.

As for Christine’s words, I am disappointed. Totally disappointed. Claiming that she is the child of God and Jesus, she did something worse then just lying . If her attitude causes our friendship to be sour, I am fine. But what makes me seriously turned off, was her act of trying to exaggerate a situation and backstabbing others, and trying to ruin other friendships.

This I do not forgive, and usually, I sed usually, will never.

Signed off.

Final Word On WC

After a month of hectic schedule, the World Cup finally signed off. Hows world cup u asked?
Here's ma view:

The world cup ends with the Azzuri clinching the title. Forza Italia! Their performance did remind us of the team from 1982. Going to Germany a month ago with a whole Italy plunged into football match-fizing scandal, as like in 1982, its no surprising that they are not having the slightest chance of becoming a firm favourite, whats more a finalist. Yet, a month later, with almost half of the team suspected in the scandal, they went all the way to win the Cup of Life. Fate? Maybe. Deja vu? Another possibility.

With Duphon...sorry...Buffon as a world class keeper(yet he seems unable to save a single penalty, having jumped the wrong way each time), and with the rock-like defence including Cannavaro, Meterazzi, Grosso and Zambrotta, its no surprise they only conceded 3 goals throughout the event(with 1 of them an own goal by a nervous Zarccardo).

Upfront, Gattuso and Pirlo essentially commands the midfield with free flow passes and decisive blockings of a build-up and the likes of Totti, Del Piero, Inzaghi, Toni and Gilardino finding form in front of goal, the Azzuri can be considered a very complete team.

















The Azzuri lifts the World Cup. Viva Italia!


France? They, specifically the likes of Zidane, Thuram and Makelele, found the form of 1998 to reach the final. Yet, Zidane signs off with a quite foolish headbutt on Meterazzi and receives a red card for that, which more or less, cost them a World Cup. But then again, their vintage performance saw them brushed off Spain and particularly, Brazil, which is a joy to watch.
















France players to Zidane: "Monsieur, ur head qualifies to head-butt the ass out of the Italians. Go for it!" Little did they know Zizou actually listens to the ill advice.

Teams that prosper includes Germany and Portugal(both semi-finalist). A young stylish Germany side provides much entertainment throughout the whole event, with Lahm, Podolski(WC Most Promising Young Player), Klose and Schweinsteiger( damn difficult name to spell) the young driving force in the squad.













Klinsmann and the subsitutes celebrates after Germany won the 3rd place playoff

As for Portugal, the mix of the young( C.Ronaldo, Miguel, Simao) and the old(Figo, Pauletta) gives them a chance to emulate the team of 1966, which they fail, having to settle for 4th place. Yet, they are an interesting side to watch with flair football played throughout the event. Credit also to coach Scolari, who brought Brazil to fame in 2002.

England and Brazil fell into the group of flops. With soooooooo many stars on their side, it is a wonder that they cant even reach the semi-final. England do not even deserve a place in the second stage. The likes of Lampard, Gerrard, Beckham and Owen is a total contrast of the ones we see in the EPL, while Ronaldinho, R.Carlos, Ronaldo and Adriano is simply a bunch of jokers on the field. World PLayer of the Year? WTF? Its better to go home and polish the award then wasting time on the field.
















Roon the toon sees red. England's worst nigtmare: playing against Portugal.

Germany plays a great host this time around, including their team who proceeded to unexpected levels. Yet, there are too few goals, too few upsets and too much Oscar-standard-acting. An interesting World Cup? I tend to disagree. The underdogs did not perform well enough to upset the favourites. Most matches are settled through one goal difference or penalty shootout. Wrong decisions had been made by refs due to very outstanding acting skills by some. Maybe these people are needed somewhere else instead of on the pitch.

So here ends the football mania......not. As August looms, EPL, Spanish La Liga and Italian Serie A is on the way. Whheee.....ready for the new season.

Thank goodness football aint going to end here and now at the World Cup.

Update, download, post.

Long time coming for this post. But erm..its going to be short and brief. Been busy as assignments ,tests and the Orientation Nite is around. So just a update on recent events will be enough to appease myself( and ma friends who thought I've been visiting hell).

Orientation Nite:
The event is coming near, and I am glad that everything in my disposal is going smooth...at least for the moment. First, I got a damn good location for my security work, which is INSIDE the hall. Meaning that apart from working, my helpers can also watch the leng luis and leng chais above and below the stage. Anyway, this is the main attraction to get them become my helper. Heh.

As for the so called Wellfare Day, well, everything went smooth. Full stop. Nothing much, frankly. Just some publicity and a covered up to evaluate the finalists. Ticket redemption and Promo Week is also smooth. The tickets are sold out and still in demand. Cool. Just damn cool. Especially I got news that Talent Time Nite has like 100 tickets still available. On demand vs. still available. That just sound so...satisfying. Kakaka.

Bought my apple green shirt for the nite. Wee. It was a bargain. Damn good bargain. Its from the brand Key Ng. Whoa. What a brand, wei. Actually, I have no idea its such a good brand. Anyway. Thx to Denise and Cynthia. With their assistance(they found it), I got it for 90 bucks Minus 50 percent. Bargain, aint it? As for the slack, check. Coat..well...Jeff, the chairman for OO Nite said it will be "provided" by the college. So i assumed everything is under control, for now.

World Cup:
Yeap, WC. I said in the last post that I will update it frequently. Rewind and erase that. I have no time seriously. So, here it goes in a summary.

Basically its a predictable World Cup. With the exception of the France-Brazil game. Group stages saw the powerhouse in football, such as host Germany, England, Argentina, Brazil and Spain, etc. etc. got into the 2nd stage. As for last 16, Germany ease through Sweden, England went pass Ecuador, the hard way again, Argentina, Brazil, Italy, Portugal, France and Ukraine beat their respective opponents to go to the quarter finals.

Quater finals saw Argentina beaten by the host. England hampered by a understrength Portugal, Italy cruise through beating Ukraine and talented Brazil got kicked out by old men France.

My opinion? England should be kicked out damn long time before they went into 2nd stage. Poor performance. Suspected half of the England team is using subs while they themselves are enjoying their holidays God-knows where. Brazil got beaten is kinda expected. Too many stars, too glitering. They got blinded eventually. Happened before way back in 1970s and Real Madrid told you the story too. Lets pray Chelsea is the next victim. Germany, except for Lame Man,sorry, Lehmann, I like the team. If only Kahn is playing, I would have supported them at the beginning. Argentina, too bad, unlucky. Portugal, pray that they will be in the Finals.

Assignment and Studies:

Lots of assignments this time. Interesting ones, usual suspects and of course boring ones. The pile is higher than the first year. Duh. Had anxiety whenever I think of them(arrgh). Apart from that, it will be play game, eat, online, sleep and play game, eat, online, sleep and.............

Studies? Will be my undoing this time if I dont start now. Basically, its hard to catch up every week what the lecturer had thought. But am still struggling, which is good. At least I am trying, see?

Others:

Being appointed as the secretary for Mass Com Society out of no where. Then, took up the post, still unofficially, as Asst. Program Designer for Music Society , albeit Gang Ee, which I will be helping him out. My friends are still the same. Kuhan and James quit smoking. Whee. Thomas is exhausted after the church stuff and studies. Denise is tired because she has to endure people( apart from her BF) calling her dear every week. Cynthia, no change, maybe. Newbies such as Bang, Han, Quan and Jeanne, still the same. Stan is still the Chauffeur, haha. Utham, will be holding Amber Chia's hand during OO Nite, ish. As for friends around the world, actually around Malaysia, havent heard from them frequently. Miss all of you.

Hence ends the update. No need to stay tuned as the next blog will be probably like light years away.