Out of Routine Pt. 2

Part 2 ain't going to be with lots of photo, partly we are already tired, and partly there was nothing interesting to take anymore.. So, its just some brief walk through from part 1. They say sequels are not as good as the original, don't they? I will make that point here then.
















Packing up for the next destination.

We headed for Seremban town area for lunch. One thing worth mentioning is that even within the usual lunch break time, the town area was still moving at a very slow pace. Car driving slowly, people walk in slumber mode, no frantic horns and car park was easy to find. Even the chicken rice lady took 15 minutes to serve us. That is the only crappy part as we were starving.

As it was still early, we decided, albeit impulsively, to head to Port Dickson. It was another 30 minutes south and the challenging part is none of us was really sure how to get there. So we decided to follow the road signs.

After half an hour drive, PD town area was, thank goodness, within sight.
















Map of PD.

We went resort-hopping and intruded private beaches. Most of them were basically dead as it wasn't the holiday season. The beach were like places that gone into seclusion due to epidemic virus. That is until Jan told me that these weren't the exact beaches that provides the fun. Shoulda say earlier la.

We drove further down (or up, I'm lost with the direction part). And we came to the real PD. Sort of. It was like the ones that is in Penang, with people sunbathing, jet-skiing and banana-boating. One thing that is different is the quality of the sand. It was much more smoother and compact compared to the ones in Penang. As I said, too bad, there ain't no pictures for that.





















PD, with traits similar to ones in Gurney Drive, Pg.
















Catching the sun.
















Just to prove that we are in PD....

We decided to call it a day.... Or maybe not. Half way through the North-South Expressway, we detoured to Kajang for their famous satay.
















The famous satay place.

It was slightly over rated as I don't see or taste something special about it. Nevertheless, it ain't bad and there was nothing to complain about.

As for the decided-to-call-the-day part? That is now.

Out of Routine Pt. 1

The best trips are always unplanned. At least, that is what I have learned in these few good years in college.

Stoning over Teh O'Ais-es, we came up with an idea to visit Vince's hometown, Jelebu. 3 hours later, we are on the way for an impromptu trip to Negeri Sembilan.

It was my first trip to the state as I can't think of a reason to visit, until now. At 7.30am, we took off, heading out to Jalan Bunga Raya exit of MRR2 to Little Genting and then through the trunk road heading towards the Kuala Kelawang. The serenity through all those hill roads are the nicest thing to serve as a calming effect to the hectic life in KL.

















A former mining lombong.
















The point here is..you can do whatever you want and not get hit by a car....
















...or at least that is what they say. Hehee.











On the way through hills.











Civilization 500m ahead.

We reached Jeram Toi around 10am. More info about Jeram Toi, click here.

The fun begins here....

















Strong men conquering waterfall. XD















It took a lot of timing training before we can take such pics.





















Who says you need to be a superhero to levitate?



















Lok the Blardy Poser.




















Combo pics of a sexy shampoo ad.











Nature.

After a two hour refreshing-natural-spa-type treatment, it is time to work our stomach.

To be continued......

Mom's Day

First of all of course..to my mom....Happy Mother's Day.
Tho I know it ain't easy for you to click all the way through all those difficult buttons just to see me wishing you here. But if you happened to drop by..here's a short sincere message for you.

It is my first mother's day that I can't spend with you. We'll celebrate a belated one tho when I come back next week.

Hope you received the ring that both me and sis had bought for you.

Somehow, I felt by not being at your side, ironically, Mom's Day felt more meaningful. I contemplate on what you've contributed to my life and smiled proudly at what you had give me. Although I hated your frequent bugging and nagging (I still do..heh), you always had a place in my heart. Hurtful it may seems that I tend to ignore and brush off what you said, I had always know what you meant. It had always seems ridiculous when you blurted out, but it somehow always make sense after that.

All in all, I love you, mom. And I'm missing you here.

Light Up

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Adapted from "Run" by Snow Patrol

Tribute to Torro

Boys are in awe of his footie skills. Girls in awe of his cute innocent kiddy face.

In all, Fernando Torres is simply sensational. 30 plus goals in first season of the English game, 17 goals out of 18 matches, 8 consecutive home matches in scoring goals..blahblah. Do the math.
















El Nino, literally "The Kid".

Liverpool got him for 23 mil pounds, which many fans, including me, doubted that he was overvalued. 12 months later, the 23 mil has been paid back with his swift adaptability in EPL.
Go you-tubing around for his performance and goals and you will know how to spell "Sensational".

As a Red, I pay my tribute to the entertainment that Torres had given us something to be proud of in the goal scoring charts that had been absent in the past few season. If this continues, Cristiano "the Oscar Winner for Best Actor" Ronaldo can stump his feet, whine like a baby and pee in his pants for acting childish and thought he can lansi around with his leg-tangling skills. Mind you, he got skills but being professional is another matter. Ask Torres how he did it.





















Cristiano who?

Current Addiction

With the workload finally off, it is time to indulge before going into an expected hectic college life.
Therefore, going addict in something will definitely convincingly not going to hurt when studies start, right? Right?

TV Series Category:









Watched it sparingly back in the days when I was still in secondary. Now, I just want to own it. 5 seasons to catch up sure is a long way. Everything rocks about it. The characters (their forensic specialist is a goth figure who sleeps in coffins, how cool is that?), the spontaneous dead-pan humour and the oh-so-addictive theme song. It is a death penalty if my hands are not on it.

Games category:











Prior to the sequel, it is best to rediscover the classic. Ever since discovering the launching of SC2, I can't help but to kick ass again.

Start The Day With....

...the Nescafe Dispenser Machine! Or whatever you call it...doesn't matter. This is the machine that had so frequently save my day in the often monotonous office days.

People who goes to work should know the feeling when you first step into the office. It's the grumpy zombie-like floor-dragging feeling, that is unless you are an enthusiastic/workaholic/ass-kissing-type of worker who goes around smiling and chirping away "good morning" to the shock of other sleepy workers.

Often, after setting up my desk, I headed straight to the pantry for a cup of Milo, my preference of a wake-up call.
















"At your service, me lord."

It was too easy. All you have to do is press the button, and the beverage-ish sound of the drink pouring into your cup is so welcoming. Plus, they have this layer of bubbly thick surface that makes you go "mmmm".
















Now, now..which of you needs pressing?

After the rude sipping of the hot beverage, it just let the brain go "tink!" And hey, time to start work liao.

How I wish I can have this in at home. I should grab it back on my last day at work. XD

Things I Did in Jams

Traffic jams are tedious. Like so clichéd. So are boring office hours. Thus, I come up with a few idiotic wu liao things that I had done while on the way to work.

1. Sing to all the songs to the pitch of the Chipmunks.
2. Listen to the morning crews and laugh at the slightest hint of joke so blatantly that the driver beside might think: “Damn, he must be coo-cooed.”
3. Curse everybody else with the voice of Patrick (SpongeBob’s dumbass starfish friend).
4. Talk to the car. It might be therapeutic for it.
5. Remix the songs with the “Wassups” and “Yeah,yeah” eventho you knew it does not fit.
6. Lydia’s idea of summing up the numbers on the car plates. Keeps the brain working.
7. The unethical art of tailgating a car OR go slowly if someone else is tailgating behind. Call me a jerk.
8. Try staring at the rearview mirror of the car in front of you. A way to instill fear. Good way to let the driver know that he/she just pissed you off.

Try them at your own risk. I am so totally not responsible for the traumatic consequences that may come your way

Tag Tagging Tagged Taggen.

It’s the office. I have the right to blog right? Right?

1. Do you eat a lot of fast food?
Recently yes.

2. Besides your mouth, where is your favorite spot to get kissed?
Can u give me some privacy on this?

3. Have you kissed anyone in 2008?
Nope for the moment.

4. Were you happy when you woke up today?
I’m grumpy when I woke up everyday.

5. Have you ever streaked?
Shout is a better word.

6. Are you an understanding person?
I think I’m good at listening. Just dono if I understand. Bleh.

7. What was the last movie you saw in theaters?
Dan In Not So Real Life.

8. Did you pray before you went to bed last night?
I prayed when I woke up today.

9. What did you last get upset about?
After a totally bad football day.

10. Do you eat candy on a daily basis?
I hate candies.

11. Does it make you happy to get letters in the mail?
No. I’m not a mail person.

12. Who was the last person to text you?
Nicholas.

13. What are you looking forward to this summer?
:: It’s summer the whole year in Malaysia. Gah.

14. Who was the last person you ate with?
Colleague

15. Do raisins belong in cookies?
I hate raisins belonging to some other things. It is best at its own.

16. What's your screen name?
Read the screen la. So lazy meh.

17. Walking into a party, what's the first thing you notice?
People. Duh.

18. Are you currently taking a science class in school?
Do Social Sciences count?

19. You've just won a free vacation to either South America or North Korea?
América del Sur. Babes are cooler than missiles hands down.

20.Kiss on the first date?
Why not?

21. Would you rather have chicken or steak?
Chicken. Beef is strictly “non-halal” to me.

22. Why did your last relationship end?
Because I don’t have one.

23. What's one thing you've learned??
Listening is always better than commenting.

24. Who was the last person you took a picture of?
So long ago. Can’t remember.

25. How often do you see your exes?
I had none.

26. Who was the last baby you held?
My cousin’s.

27. Would you ever donate blood?
Yes I did and will.

28. How many snack machines are in your school?
None. My college is a healthy place.

29. Have you ever felt replaced?
So fucking many times.

30. Are there deerheads covering any walls in your house?
Greenpeace! Greenpeace!

31. Do you believe in karma?
Karma Sutra? Hmm..kinky.

32. Have you ever been asked out?
Asked out of a room…yes.

33. Are you good at telling jokes?
When people laugh at it, it is good right?

34. Have you ever driven without a license?
Yeah.

35. How is your ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend doing?
Irrelevant.

36. Do you wish you had smaller feet?
Why? I’m happy with what I have.

37. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Definitely. I appreciate that.

38. When ordering sushi, what do you get?
Sushi.

39. How many of your friends have seen you naked?
Irrelevant.

40. Do you write in cursive or in print?
My way.

41. Would you rather have a boyfriend/girlfriend, or friends with benefits?
Girlfriend with benefits.

42. Who was the last person you sat next to?
Janice, my colleague.

43. What were you doing at 10 am?
Teaching Vietnamese BM. Like cats talking to dogs.

44. Are you different now than you were six months ago?
Of course. 20 into 21 in the past six months officially.

45. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?
Arrgh….Milo.

Featuring the No Ballers in Media

These days the news papers are full of total crap. It’s more like a command platform and kao pe kao bo/ blaming podium than an information centre. No believe? Just look at a few examples:

“Barisan urged to set up Puteri division”
“Samy: All Barisan leaders to blame”
“Use land for planting crops, firms urged”
“Don’t waste money on needless luxuries, agencies told”
“Dr Khir urges Abdullah to step down now”
“Umno needs to move forward, says Hisham”
“Zahid: Don’t pressure Pak Lah”

And these are only the last 3 days samples.

What the heck they think the newspapers are? A place for them to urge here, complain there, blaming here, grumble there. I’m tired of reading mainstreams nowadays. Can’t they just talk directly to the person involved, face to face? One thing’s for sure. They don’t have balls. In the end, we readers have to be victims of their rantings. Gaaahh.

Boys Will Be Boys

A conversation between 3 guys.

Colleague A: We had a potential customer in the name of CIBA Vision.
Colleague B: Oh, what did they do?
Me: They produce contact lenses.
Colleague B: I see. What again? Siba Vision?
Colleague A: (Starting to smirk) Yes, it is spelled C-I-B-A.

(From this moment on, we have to compete for the who-will-be-the-last-to-laugh award)

Colleague B: They pronounce Siba?
Colleague A: (Trying to act dumb) Yea. What do you expect them to pronounce?
Colleague B: Chiba?
Me: Kiba?
Colleague A: Chiba. Some Ah Tu Ah Kau (people with no or little education) will probably ask…Cib*i Vision? When wear edi, can see that one ah?

Nobody won the last-to-laugh award.

Note that:
Colleague A is a married man with 2 kids who is the manager of a certain dept. who works the shit out of him and is hard line serious of his work.

Colleague B is a married man who is so serious in making deals complete that he, as far as I know, never failed..

Moral of the story:
Regardless of status and age, when together, boys will definitely be boys.





Seriously, it's pronounced si-ba right?

Random Post Due to Boredom

Almost a year has passed since I tore my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL). As a result, my movements are limited and an intense active lifestyle robbed.

But being the stubborn inpatient impulsive person, I can’t wait for a total recovery and did sport prematurely. You guessed it, time and again, my knee failed to support me and went tumbling down like fatass Humpty Dumpty and suffered pain all over again. Dumbass, you say. Yes, it might be. But I rather choose pain than going senile. Yes, I am a sadist idiot.

During the testing times, I tried to adapt to the newly implied limit. In sports, instead of being the offensive hard line bulldozer, I was obliged to be an unnoticed stealthy silent turtle in games. In daily life, instead of the usually steroid-charged (not literally) aggressor, I learned to diminish the tempo. It is sort of a torment for a need-for-speed guy. But then again, it can be a blessing in disguise. My chance of a cardio arrest is probably lessened.































ACL casualty, Michael Owen, as motivator.
(above) Owen with ACL tear during 2006 Euro
(below) Owen scoring just this weekend for Newcastle.

Lately, I noticed improvements in my movements especially in sports. I felt a sense of contribution to the last few games I played since the occurred injury. But it did not come suddenly. Confidence is like the Roman Empire. They don't suddenly appear.

Combined with the adaptation made during the recovery period, I see a wider dimension and a better reading of my activities. And yeah, I learned my lesson, my friends should be grateful that I can walk with them, not in front them like I once did.

Again, life goes on. And I am blogging this out of office boredom and the Internet line out and with inadequate motivation to work. As if my boss cares.
Eu out.

Two Decades and One Year of Existence

My birthday is on April 2nd. No bullshit. It ain't some April Fool's Joke. According to the legend, I nearly came out as a "fool", but I hold a bit longer (or rather my mom hold a lil bit longer) and here I am, after two decades, writing this crappy blog.

Thought that is bullshit? You shouldn't. Its not a legend, its a fact. And I thank my mom for being so considerate. ^^

21. A milestone that is such a hype. You know, those coming-to-age, free-to-do-thing-anything, right-to-blah-blah-blah stuff. For me, it is just a circle of life we have to go through and being wiser (READ: older) at the same time. Bah, too philosophic. Zzz..

Anyway, it was a rather quiet peaceful celebration both with my family and with my colleagues at work. I was rather surprise with the latter who celebrated with me. Thanks guys.

And speaking of appreciation, here goes to all the people who had (or hadn't because you forgot and realize it was too late and send me a Happy Belated Birthday message, which I will eventually accept lah) send me messages, wishes and blessings. No matter how, you guys played a part in my life and it is what makes me who I am today (this is the part you should grab a tissue and say : "awww").

Ah yes, life goes on. Another of such token-of-appreciation-post next year k?

21 and still going.

Just a Tibetan Food for Thought

To all those who send me the Free Tibet and Support Dalai Lama messages:

I’m sorry to disappoint you. Because I support the Chinese government cause.

Not that I am against human rights or all these things. My personal opinion is that the Dalai Lama is incapable of even protecting his own people and was sort of talking bullshit in the media across the globe, far from his own people who are suffering in Tibet. And I am very sure all these rebellion and riot things are of the American CIA creation. Why not? You see what they can do in films.

All the way, Buddhism is always a peaceful religion. And to see the monks involving in this political chaos is so not according to the Buddhism teaching. Heart-wrenching it is.

And to entitle to a very personal opinion, the current Dalai Lama is just a puppet hooked to the hands of Big Uncle Sam to give trouble to the Chinese government and the Olympic event. He is just simply a disgrace who talks crap and do nothing except drinking tea with any CIA Director in a five-star suite and touring around the globe with his millions that CIA sponsored.

Say Tak Nak To Smoking

Very cliche, but still...

The first thing that you do not need in a moody unmotivated morning is the second-hand smoke from smokers.

Conventionally having a breakfast, I am always gutted with people who smoke around me. Why? Read above.

While I always try to have a nice, secluded spot that keeps me away from them, there is always the glitch that you can’t stop people, especially smokers, to come along and sit at the table near you. Call me suey.

Then, the pack started coming out. The lighter lit. And the smoke parading away. This is where I go tulan.

Adding up to the situation, the guy this morning has a lansi face and was bragging in a loud-speaker voice that tenth-floor office staff can hear. Then came the ultimate break-point part. He blew a puff of smoke on my face.

So, I reactively and unintentionally give him cold hard mean stare. One thing that I do not know is that my stare can turn the roaring smoke-puffing lion into a whining pussy.

Apparently, he felt my rage aura and…well…apologized in the most guilty manner that I have ever seen. Being the ever..erhem…forgiving person, I smiled back. You see, he apologized, I will give him credit for that.

But then, the damage is done. Here in the office, I am ever the zombie-looking worker whose aura can diminish the approachable level of mine within the radius of the office parameter.

Moral of the story, smoking kills. It kills everything, including your mood to work.

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They Can Outsource Homework on Radio?!

The education world in Malaysia is becoming, albeit at an alarming speed, worrying.
Take this for instance…..
Have you ever come across people who go nationwide on radio to plead/beg desperately to do your assignment for them?

Apparently, this is what happened today on Fly.fm on my way to work.
They got this program call Fix It with the morning crew and a girl e-mailed and wanted her problem fixed.
Her problem? (roughly)
“I got assignments and I cant finish it……I ask one of my coursemate to do some for me for a fee but she refused. She did the assignment for my other coursemates and even my boyfriend but not me. Please can you call her and ask whether she can do this for me?”

She was whining and moaning and complaining all the way. Complaining that there soo many of the assignments lah, her bf got the service but not her lah, its unfair lah, blah blah….

My reaction? (mind the language here)
WTF? ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? YOU WANT PEOPLE TO DO YOUR FUCKING HOMEWORK FOR YOU?! AND YOU ARE FUCKING BEGGING IT ON NATIONAL RADIO?!

I bet that the morning crew felt the same way…but since it is the “Fix It” show and its on national radio and they have to be professional, they called the one that does not want to give the service anyway.

And the bitch who begged just go whining and begging and complaining all over again.

The verdict is, thank god, that the morning crew can’t (rather: its Do Not Want To) fix it.

I was still going WTF on the issue for the next 10 minutes.

It is no doubt an open secret that these things happen. People pay others to do their assignments and all those plagiarism stuff. But this is sure on the next level. Pleading on national radio. ZOMG.

No wonder our education system is all so farked up. No wonder our university rankings are in free-falling mode. No wonder there are so many graduates who can’t even do a single thing right after they graduate. I seriously want to see the Education Minister’s face if he was listening to this.

As one of the SMS-es send into the station put it, “I knew that there is outsourcing in the work environment, but I never knew they can outsource homework too.

Frankly, I’m still feeling disgusted with the bee-yatch that goes national on this.

No Country For Drivers

Penang drivers are deservingly credited as the most skillful (READ: ruthless) drivers in Malaysia. Why?

First of all, they face traffic jams like KL people do. You know that no matter how serene your personality is...deep inside, you are probably screaming: "ARRGH! BASTARD! KNN! CCB! MOVE YOUR FARKED ASS! THE IDIOT BEHIND.... YOU'D BETTER STAY WHERE YOU ARE AND DONT TRY TO GIVE ME YOUR SYMPATHETIC FACE SO I CAN LET YOU OVERTAKE ME!"

Second reason, unlike our KL counter-parts, we have to deal with more bikers. Just so you know, if you are the first car queuing for the lights to turn green, you need to wait for the horde of bikers to move on for at least 2 seconds before its your turn. Evading them is probably the most difficult thing on the road. The fear is there. One tiny prick on them, and they spin 360 degrees X2 right in front of you.

Of course not to mention the very kuai lan drivers who simply poke right in front of you out of no where, the lord of the roads (SPELL: Buses and Lorries)sending their give-me-cross-orelse-i-crush-u message and the tons of potholes that murder your car (and stabbing your heart)numerous times all the way.

No wonder we are the best in cursing and the number one victim to heart attacks.

Anyhow, Berhati-hati di jalan raya.

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Off the Map

When asked: “ So what are you studying before you come to work here?”
Obvious answer: “Psychology.”

Various responses that I collected so far:

“Psychology? So you come here to read our minds ar?”
“Psychology ah? What can you do in this company ar?”
“Psychology? Thought they are learned by doctors..”
“Er…so they do have this course huh?”

The above the responses just let me go =________=.

Of course there are more “heart-warming” ones, like…

“Wow..that must be interesting!”
“I was previously in psychology too. Guess you are my junior..haha!”

Apparently, psychology seems to be a big thing yet of little relevance to most of them. Oh well, people are learning, including me.

Along The Way

If you are traveling along the North-South Highway (no more under Semi-Value) from Penang to KL, you can see it in this way:

You departed from a DAP state. Crossed Auto City and after 30 minutes of ride, you come to a small section of PAS state. Moving along, you finally reach DAP-PKR state, where you will cross Taiping, Ipoh, maybe Sg. Siput (and start smirking) and Teluk Intan. Till then, it is time to cross over to a PKR state. Travel for another one hour, you will realize that you have reach the very variable multi-opps.-party of Federal Territory. You've reached your destination.

And come to think of it, you don't quite see the word "BN" when you go along south to KL. Hmm...fascinating.

The Sweetness of Victory

The Tsunami of Change. The Moment of Truth. The Power of People. Makkal Sakti. A new leaf. The Fall of Arrogance. The Rude Awakening. The Mission Impossible. Call it whatever you want to call it, but the reality is: BN is gliding down too smoothly.

With a sudden lost of so many seats and states to the opposition party in one night, the tragedy is unbearable and unexpected. In fact, totally unexpected. Just look at their faces in the media, bet they have to wear prosthetic smiles to face the TV screen.

On the other hand, the sudden sweep of victory occurred in several states for the opposition party. Penang, Perak, Kedah, Kelantan and most amazingly Selangor are all under new governments. The people had awaken. They are tired of injustice and arrogance of the over-confident leaders. So confident that the "nominees" are already scrambling for the CM seat, that they forgot they havent gone into election yet. In the end, all they can do is pack their bags and lick their asses' wounds for at least the coming four years.

19 out of 19. Never is such victory expected in the ever combating and determined party of DAP. Fighting for a change, they swept and left absolutely nothing for their opponents. The people of Penang had spoken. In the new dawn, DAP will lead two (!) states. A new, fresh and significant page in History.

The moral of the story here is...When your nose is pointing too high up into the sky, you cannot see what is under your nose (Read: Arrogance).

The people has spoken. A new era has come.

Just Change EP2

“What do you really want?”
“Prosperity, job prospects, peace and harmony.”

“We don’t have to fight for unity and freedom, because we already had it.”

“Vote for Malaysia. Vote for BN.”

The moment the radio or the TV comes up with the starting word of all the above ads, I either switch it off or change channel. The ads comes up everytime the commercials start rolling. Irritating like damn shit.

How the hell can they get sooo much airtime when other parties got none?
We already had freedom? My arse…

By the way, the song below should be graded as one of the patriotic songs that we once sang during schools assemblies.



Probably the only song that we will sing proudly apart from national and state anthem.

Just Change

The DAP Ceramah and rally at Han Jiang High School is humungous. Humungous as in 60,000 (size of Man U’s Old Trafford) people were there. And to make it looked more like a football match supporters storming the ground, waves of red and white (DAP’s colour) covered the ground. The candidates are really like artistes performing concerts, only that this is free of charge.

With the “big people” of DAP including Lim Kit Siang, his son Lim Guan Eng, Karpal Singh and blogger Jeff Ooi in the scene, there is no doubt the crowd literally gone wild. It is also my first time seeing Jeff Ooi in person and shook his hand.

While the ceramah is going on, rain started to pour down. Normally, people will run helter-skelter for cover, but this is no normal situation. 60 thousand people just won’t budge and the atmosphere was still as great. With two Uncle Lims, Singh and several others barraging the issues of Malaysia and with Jeff Ooi singing (hecan sing and play the guitar!), taunting the BN candidates, especially our worthy CM, Koh Tsu Koon, rounds and rounds of applause are given to them.














A rock concert? A fashion show? No, its DAP Ceramah.
Just look at the crowd. Period.
Courtesy of TV Smith















Jeff Ooi can rock!
Courtesy of Oon Yeoh

60, 000 people. RM123, 000 on-site donations. It ain’t some joke bullshit that we are talking here. The people of Penang is rallying for Change. Let’s hope it will be reflected in the voting period.

The Game Plan

Two days ago, I woke up, sat down in front of the screen, clicked Firefox and typed "Starcraft download".

Ten hours later, I was happily playing the game. Addicted, sort of.

Somehow, I missed the game and was feeling so urging to play all over again. I don't know why.

Apparently, for the past few days, I've been visiting the Starcraft 2 website. The intro trailer just blew me away.



And the artwork trailer....



Ain't the music sounds grand?
Very Star War-ish tho.

Because it is still a "coming soon" product, I will like to refresh my self with the first installment. Plus, I used to play with cheats, every game that is. I am not proud of it. I was still immature and very kiasu at the time k?

Oh well, time to go gun-totting around.

Zhai Zhuan Bian, Tou Huo Jian

While on the way for a job interview in Georgetown, I came across various banners similar to the one below:



















Literally "Keep reinventing, vote rocket".
Courtesy of "Screenshots"

Note that, the above is from Parti Gerakan and the below, DAP.

I must admit that I am laughing my ass out at the strategy. In Sunzi's Art of War, its called "bian hai wei li", literally "Convert unfavourable factors into favourable ones".

Whats more, it rhymes.
The person which comes out with the "brilliant slogan" for Gerakan must be standing at the top floor of KOMTAR now.

Play Tag

Lydia's tag...oh well, its been a long time since kena tag...

LIST OUT THE TOP 5 PRESENTS YOU WISH FOR:

1-A laptop

2-A new mobile phone, preferably a flip one.

3-Lots of cash

4-A watch

5-A girlfriend

LIST OUT THE REASONS FOR YOUR CHOICES:

1-Sooner or later, I'm going to need one. Dont expect to bring desktop to UK. I'll die without a computer in 3 days, never mind 3 months.

2-One that can take at least two megapix of photos and faster func, preceding my current one. And oh, the mere act of flipping is enough to make me go Johnny Bravo.

3-Who doesnt want that?!

4-Desperately needed one. Last one died. Lazy to pull out hand phone to look at time.

5-How easy is life if you dont have to find one...Ding-dong, opens door and you see who you like in front of your door. Unreal.

THE PERSON WHO TAGG-ED YOU is : Lydia
5 IMPRESSIONS OF HIM/HER:

*Outgoing

*Good Christian

*Travel kaki. Bet she knows Penang better than me. Sia sui-nya.

*Definitely independent.

*Loves her family

MOST MEMORABLE THINGS HE/SHE HAS DONE FOR YOU:

Er...i am a very forgetful person. Nonetheless, thanks for anything you had done for me. Being my friend perhaps had been meaningful enough.

MOST LOVED INVENTION (does not need to be technologically advanced):

The computer. Can't live without it.

WHAT DO YOU DESPISE THE MOST? :

Buddha told us to be loving to all. But hey, I am human and I definitely hate people who f***ed with me.

6 PEOPLE YOU WANNA TAG:

Thomas, Denise, Cynthia, Eunice, Victoria and whoever reading this now.

Cina Baru Year Pt3

Day nine of CNY is always an important and eventful day for Hokkien Buddhists. Its the Jade Emperor's B'day. Oh well, nothing biggy. I just kinda like the event. Back then, it used to be us kiddies playing fire crackers and chasing around the praying altar and get scolded. Those were the days. We are all grown up and the dumb-ass authorities are cracking (mind the pun) crackers down more seriously year after year.

But then, its still fun. Pics to guide through:















The altar and the offerings















The praying begins















Preparing for.......
















....the bonfire.
Its actually some money notes for heaven.
















Praying for luck, prosperity and the sorts....















After the prayers, its the feast.















Me and erm..poor porkie.

Cina Baru Year Pt2

Chinese New Year is always the period that you can meet up with most of the friends which are currently scattered/exiled/becoming a refugee all over the world.

Since Day 3 of CNY, friends are making a flood of calls demanding, "Where the heck are you? Want to meet up?". Come to think again and strangely enough, I happened to meet up with friends that I met chronologically, from primary (kindy? I cant even remember anyone of them..) to secondary to college level. Practically, the conversations are pretty much the same, from "What are you doing now ah?" to "Got gf d ah?"...yada yada....

CNY is time of reunion, and reunions are almost synonymously linked to food. So, having gatherings at mamak stores, blood-sucking cafes or BBQ parties are always the norm here. It is no wonder that my "tires" are getting bigger and wider at the moment.

Meeting up and updating our databases once a year is sure a helluva tough job. Not only you have to burn your memory remembering whats, wheres and whos, it also burns your wallet (or pocket). Every damn thing had their prices hiked up and you just wonder where your money's gone so fast by the end of the day. But then again, this is not the main point.

Erhem, as I was saying, CNY is of reunions and gatherings. I am obviously glad that I still had the chance to meet some of them. Then again, they are becoming less and less amount of them coming back to Pg. So, am trying my best to appreciate the moments we have together. So appreciative that I kinda forget to take pictures with them. Bah.

Cina Baru Year Pt1

Happy Chinese Rat Year!



















Nothing much changed over the years for Chinese New Year, save for angpow crisis becoming worse every year. Then again, it is always the heart-warming feeling that I appreciated all these years, especially since I had moved to KL for studies. Chinese New Year is all about reunions, friends and families, and I am glad I still had the chance to do so.

And starting with CNY Eve, the reunion dinner...















All ready for consumption.















Aunts at feast..















Another reunion spot...TV

Then, comes New Year Day One and Two, where you go to shake your fist and say Happy New Year to everybody and receive angpows for that. It was tiring because there are soo many aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, aunt's mother, aunts mother punya mother blah blah blah....that I only see them almost once a year.

And then it is the usual conversations...." Wah, your son big d hoh!!" or "Your daughter pretty d lo!" or "Yours also maa!"......Oh well, courtesy is part of Chinese culture...eventho some pretty cheesy and fake.

Anyways, its glad (and surprising sometimes) to know what your relatives do and they are all well.
















Next part....friend-ly activities....

CNY Message

Exams are sooo frigginly O-V-E-R. If you ask me which of these are killers papers, I would say they all are.

That aside, it is time of indulgence and relief (that is till the "redemption"-results day- comes...bah). And oh yeah, it is gonna be CNY soon. Come to think of it, it sure is fast. The last one is still fresh in my mind.

As for the coming 3 months, I will be having a long break. Not so long then if I decided to work (actually, I did decided, just dunno where XD). Then again, it is the time of the year, where I can totally spend on new clothes and got my refund back when it comes to receiving angpows. Hehe. Very commercialized concept eh?

So, Happy Chinese New Year (and all the wishes that comes to your mind) to you all!

Majoring and Minoring

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You scored as History/Anthropology/LiberalArts You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in History, Anthropology, or related majors (e.g., African and African-American Studies, Chinese, Classics, Cultural Studies, Economics, English, French, Geography, German, Greek, Hebrew, International Studies, Philosophy, Sociology, Women's Studies, or other Liberal Arts majors). It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal. History/Anthropology/LiberalArts 94% Psychology/Sociology 88% French/Spanish/OtherLanguage 81% Religion/Theology 75% HR/BusinessManagement 69% English/Journalism/Comm 69% Visual&PerformingArts 63% Education/Counseling 63% Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health 56% Biology/Chemistry/Geology 50% PoliticalScience/Philosophy 50% Physics/Engineering/Computer 38% Accounting/Finance/Marketing 25% Mathematics/Statistics 13%

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Oh well, my future decided. So, off to what I'm best at. Going to make plans for the next 40 years. And then by the time I realized I achieved all these, I am some friggin' seasoned veteran with white (probably bald) head with numerous syndromes and diseases occupying my body.

My point is, they are just guidelines.

If you just curious to peep at what the future holds for you (preferred to the words "know and decide"), take a test at the link above. As for the validity of such test, I do doubt it a lil. So, don't trust completely what it is.

Civilization

A brief conversation when I was sitting at a mamak store 14 feet level under my KL home:

Mamak: (saw a guy who is dirtying the floor with his smoke ashes) Here's the ash tray.
Guy: (look at the mamak for 2 secs) What? I don't think need this.
Mamak: (stare at the floor and him confused)
Guy: You know why ah? I need you to clean this up for me later. Ash on the floor cannot ah? You sweep la!
Mamak: (pissed and walk away)

It shows that in this so-often-called- the civilized world, there are still beings that were stuck between the boundaries of beast and human. If it wasn't a civilized world that me and my friends realized that we are in, he would be clubbed to death in two minutes.

2008 A.D.

I know that the previous said that got "gonna post pics here"...but my ever draggy friend delayed...maybe the next post la...or the next...or next....zzz

Anyway, its new year. And I know what you are thinking about. Nope. No resolutions. Coz it doesn't work. It reminds you of being a failure, or at least just me. Heh.

Started the new year with a bang. Bang as in assignments, presentations and the coming-to-cinemas-near-you-sort-of-countdown for exams. And then I suddenly realize that it is Week 13...no, wait, end of Week 13!! Crap. I really should be worried, but I'm not. Perhaps being a last-minute veteran contributes. The last-minute concept sure does do wonders, you know? It's like steroid to body builders. And that makes me sound like some drug addict.

Anyway, enough blah blahs. Just wishing everybody Happy New Year and Tarcians lucks in exams.