One Year Gone, And Another Comes

2006 rolling out, and here comes 2007.

Again. And like X'mas, I don't feel anything special about it. Have I grown into some insensitive prick that I've felt nothing but boredom for the recent celebrations?

New year resolutions? 1280*960. Though I'm still OK with my current video card, but I always hate it when them moviemakers make their trailers with high resolution nowadays. That and may all those stupid stuff will reduce while I welcome more nice stuff into my life.

Oh well. I'm still feeling all numb here. Maybe watching some fireworks later will do me good. Maybe.

All Thanks To The Taiwan Quake

Oh yeah. Now our lines are 'pwned'. And uh, I'm blaming the quake, not the place - so it's no one's fault - except for the giant plate under the ground.

Barely managed to get into Blogger, and haven't slept yet because twilight's the only chance I get to get online. I wonder how is it going to be in this afternoon - odds are it's probably down. And hope that I'm wrong.

Oh well, crashing on my bed soon.

Sucky Day Of Laggy Connections

Today's network is freaking slow. No idea why, but it's been like that since I woke up.

MSN down. Y!M has a lag of more than 15 seconds. But strangely enough, my BT is OK, as well as most of the websites that I frequent. Only a couple of sites were struggling.

Wonder who's fault it is right now. Though I suspect it might either be Streamyx or the messenger servers.

Bleh.

P/S Blogger works fine too.

Possible Solution For The Annoying MSN Messenger 7.5 error 80004005

Felt the need to post this up, since when I Google'd for the solution, most of the time I was referred to the so-very-new-hot-and-popular WINDOWS LIVE MESSENGER instead of the MSN Messenger 7.5, which I'm still using the .0324 version comfortably. So sue me for being off the mainstream.

Anyway, to all the MSN 7.5 denizens out there who hit the tight spot as I did more than an hour ago before I posted this :-

(1) Recall your MSN status. Do you remember placing an emoticon in it for fun's sake?

(2) If (1) is true, open up the antique Windows Messenger (the creaky 4.7) and login into your account, and remove the emoticon from your status.

Problem solved.

Not Affected by X'mas

Other than it being a holiday and an excuse to go home, nothing much for me. Nope, I'm not even expecting any presents at all.

To add in the spice, I'm actually returning to my apartment on the 25th itself. But before that, will drop by 1-U with family for some shopping - early CNY shopping.

Don't get me wrong - I'm not pulling myself away from the celebrations or getting into my emo self again. Because if I want to celebrate, I'd celebrate everyday of my days being alive. And besides, celebrating can be in many other forms and done in various ways.

Oh well, back to hunting for something fun to mess with. FInished Canis Canem Edit, and it was fun. Bravo Rockstar. :)

Passing By...

Some interesting read...

WARNOCK'S DILEMMA

Back to Canis Canem Edit (Bully).

Taking A Dump Of Thoughts - Expectations

Swing and swing, and in a blink, it's been 25 days since I last blogged. Time to crap some thoughts.

And being 20+, people around me start to expect me to do this, expect me to do that, expect me to do what-and-what. And I hate to meet up with those external expectations, because it's just not me. I enjoy being myself right now as a twenty-ager, and I hate to meet up with those kind of external expectations because I prefer to be honest to myself.

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List of expectations on me :-

(1) Girlfriend

Countless times have I been thrown the question that has been pelt at every male who has been assumed as an adult. To all the uncle, auntie and the small little brats who don't even know what 'love' is - can you guys just give me a break ???

This is something that I prefer to take it a little slowly and adding to it, I haven't met up with 'The One' yet, so quit bugging me by comparing me and who-and-who of the same age who's going to get married next month !

(2) Job

Another annoying question/proposal to take from the surrounding people. No, seriously I don't want that job, even if it's overseas and the pay's high. I'd rather be working as a pump attendant than to crap at a job that I don't even like from the start. Or something that doesn't stop me from going online, preferably.

(3) Personality

Regarding this, even I myself isn't quite sure about it. Probably my fault for always keeping that 'good guy' image to most of the people who are not close to me, because what I get is people treat me like a naive person who lives in Butterflyland and dance with fairies. I have to balance myself out by letting the demon inside my darkness laugh at the ignorance of those people who only saw the 'good' side of me.

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CUT. I'm not the people's kind of people, OK? I have my own set of thinking, and my own life to lead. If I were to lead someone else's life, might as well I go and change my name to that person's name to make things look neater.

For the very least, inside deep of my heart, I want to make a name out of myself, though of course a good one. So people, quit comparing me with others or I will personally change my major to Law and sue you guys for wrongly accusing me as something.

Crawling On The Floor

No, rather like, 'sprawling'. And it's not on the floor - on the road.

That's what I did for today. Uh I mean, yesterday by now.

Had a friend who called for help - apparently a friend of his needed actors for a commercial shoot. Well, me and Co. had participated in one last week for a car club, but of course we were the 'keh leh feh' - carefrees whose job is to stand next to the cars going 'OHHH' and 'AHHH' on those pimped metal boxes on wheels.

But this time, the newest shoot was for an anti-smoking campaign. And probably because I sold my comical self too much to the society, I got picked as the *shameless* male lead for it.

So, the plot was about this couple walking down the road, and while crossing the road the male lead's cigarette box drops on the middle of the road, and he was hit by a car while attempting to retrieve it.

That means not only we have random retakes due to acting awkwardness, but I also have to roll on the road several times, and I had to sprawl for an estimated 40 minutes on the tarmac, smeared with fake blood (which is obviously something red, sour and tasty diluted in water) and suffering bites from bugs and ants which were attracted to the fake blood.

But the experience was fun and priceless. It's not like everyone gets the chance to sprawl on the tarmac for 40 minutes just to let people shoot you. :)

Anyways, off to deal with my stuff now, and sleep coming my way. Interesting day of events to dream of. :)

Note To Self

Getting heavily drunk is not quite the my ideal way for celebrating my birthday(s).

Uh, take a look at no-wing's and, well... *shrugs*

OH YEAHHHHHHH !!!

Summon Night: Swordcraft Story 2 is out !!! Finally I found the rom for it. :D

So is Jigoku Shoujo Futakomori - thanks to Ayu for the 2 episodes !!! They ROCK !!!

Now waiting for Aizome, the ED for Jigoku Shoujo Futakomori... as well as the delayed Yggdra Union...

Will You Stop Barking ?

Dedicated to someone who should be sitting in his house retired and enjoying his pension instead of trying to repolish his broken old glamour of his.

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Your age is over, your time has passed
your era is already the glory of the past
yet things change and no longer it's your day
so will you stop barking, I say
will you stop barking anymore ?

Won't ask you to quit, no man's a quitter
you think you're right but that no longer matters
respected you are but count out your trash
and will you stop barking, I ask
will you stop barking anymore ?

Maybe you're old, and you're getting slow
nope won't blame or flame you for that though
but shouldn't one be wiser when he gets older
when will you stop barking, I ponder
won't you stop barking anymore ?

I guess there are things, that are meant to be
some things should be done but not all of it
and sorry no one listens to you it seems
well will you stop barking, I mean
won't you stop barking anymore ?


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Dropped By A While On The Platform

Probably nothing much to write about today at this twilight hour, as I thought while I opened up this dashboard. Mouth itch settling in again - had a bite of chocolate just now. Turned on a sleepy song by Tanaka Rie, "Tadaima", while rocking the rocking chair - my PC seat broke down days ago with me on it, and all I can say is that the rusty piece of metal couldn't support what meager weight that I possess. Oh well, mmmm comfortable.

Next week is the end of this break. Lots of stuff to keep up with, and who knows what will come up when I return ? Maybe more people and stuff that I'd get to know - and who knows, maybe more e-diotness ?

But well, watching 'Gokusen' did help a little on lifting myself up - inspiration and motivation on the right spot. Probably could've been killed by over-depression if not for it. And changes are coming, I see it...

Guess after spouting all these random nonsense I'll turn up early for bed today - even though I had a nap this afternoon while it rained like '猫と犬’ ('neko to inu', cats & dogs, and probably I need to slap myself up on some decent Japanese lessons).

Life's Like A Game Of Minesweeper

Well, gotta admit I was too emo on the last post - thanks to Fireburn and EwA for pointing out my 'cardio black hole'. Maybe I should lighten the mood a little in this post.

Had been slacking around again, and still not satisfied on my progress (especially on my personal projects). The newspapers for the whole week are in a heap now, yet I don't felt bothered much by the headlines - disputes between Uncle and Doctor, blah bleh blah, disputes between Uncle and Doctor again, bleh blah bleh.

Had never got a nice sleep for the past 2 days - shop lot behind undergoing renovations, and drill-drill-drill whole day long since the morning. Can't - get - sleep. Eventually I had the urge to go get some hand grenades and lobe them into that big open hole and blow out those drilling Krauts, but killing anything alive including those noise-inducing mecha Nazis on this rock in the Solar System is penalized by iron bars and free back treatment, so I'd have to pass the idea and close up the whole house like a WWII underground bunker. Hopefully they won't operate on this perfect Sunday morning, or I'll have to operate something to release gas.

Though today, went out for dinner, and, uh, I think that should be the last time I venture to that restaurant - the food is... never mind. After that, I hanged around the bridge over the LDP for a while - while munching on that KitKat Cornetto (or is it something else?) and listening to my phone's radio. Somehow it's just comfortable standing on top of the center of the highway - neverending breeze, sodium vapour lights, tremor of the vehicles rumbling below the feet, and the company of random songs from the stations. I thought of trying that again next night, but definitely I'm going to skip that restaurant.

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Well, later on I returned to my ghetto, turned on my monitor screen, and heck, still don't know how to put what I want to write into proper words. Turned on Minesweeper, started playing. Then my mind was dulled by the clicking, and the inner voice spoke :-

"Life's like a game of Minesweeper. You click your first step, not knowing the puzzle - and you will never know what the puzzle is unless you uncover the tiles one by one. Step by step uncovered, mine by mine marked, all will be uncovered by extra care, patience and rational thinking. And if you're not careful, you make a mistake - and you have to play the whole game all over again.

"But sometimes it can be a biatch - at times you find you are betting your stakes on that two tiles that you cannot judge which is the safe tile, and which is the mine. Sometimes you get lucky - but the other half of the 'sometimes' you will curse at your ill luck."

"And come to think about it - isn't Life the same ? Uncovering tiles, avoiding mines and avoiding them, got blown by that unsuspecting biatch mine you mistook for a tile, and most importantly, learning from your mistakes. And in the end, you realize, winning is not by solving the whole puzzle, but by learning how to solve it every time you face a new puzzle."

Well, that's what the voice told me, and urged me to write it down here. Maybe I'd forget about it one day, but I might find it here again and recall this little abandoned thought of mine.

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On the other hand, finished the 1st season of Nickelodean's 'Avatar : The Last Airbender' (don't be fooled by the 'Nick' tag and assume it's kiddy stuff - it's good shiat we're talking about, and IMHO it beats Naruto & Bleach in terms of creativity, storyline and animation) and as well, been watching this J-Dorama, Gokusen (dated couple of years back, so sue me for not watching it until now) that I've loaned from Sig. Both brilliant and inspiring I must say - it's like a female version of GTO, except this time you see a HELL lot of boys, a HELL lot of Yakuza stuff, and not to forget a HELL lot of Japanese humour. Don't let the female lead 'Yankumi' (nickname for Yamaguchi Kumiko, played by Nakama Yukie) deceive you by her 'normal' looks (think Asian Village/Town Girl with specs and double ponytails in tracksuit) - she can be very HOT when she gets pissed. Burning, flaming, and sometimes I'd imagine that she'd kill someone with her eyes by forcing their inner muscles to sever themselves. OHWAITDAMN - I'm mixed her up with Oboro from SHINOBI Heart Under Blade again. =
Well, probably I could again start writing because I watched like, 8 episodes for the last 2 days (average 45 minutes each minus the credits and stuff). Laughed. Pitied. Touched. All sorts of feelings overwhelming at every scene resulting in either headbanging or tearluring - probably a good kickstart to motivate my inner heart. 4 more episodes to catch, and that will be the conclusion of the 1st season for me.

And well, been spamming this song, Atsumi Saori's 'Ashita Ni Nareba', from the 'Kujibiki Unbalance (TV)' OP single 'Ai'. Had to check her name again before I remembered that she was the sweet voice that sang for 'Midori no Hibi' - well, her 'Mousukoshi... Mousukoshi' still pull the strings in my heart everytime I play it on my foobar2000. Oh well, hope the torrent for that old album of hers still work.

I guess I will have to conclude here for the time being.

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Felt like a million miles away from my heart, yet a million words can't catch up with what I had left running in front of me. It may never be enough, but that doesn't mean happiness is out of grasp now.

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Well, bed then, probably. Right after I Net on a while.

The Path Retaken

Got up at around 10 today, thanks to my phone.

Cleared out some stuff. Took a shower, and by noon went out for lunch.

Probably because of Hari Raya, the mixed rice stall behind my house wasn't open. And well, I'm in no mood for noodles, so I have to walk another kilometer to the nearest mixed rice stall. Though in exchange, I get to catch up on what's new on the way, and there's always the radio on my 'new' phone to keep me entertained.

Over the neighbourhood. Crossed the metal bridge over the river. Passed by the LRT station. Nothing new apart from a new Guardian outlet, where a wall supposedly stood the last time I passed by there. Though people are still people, passing by with their numb passerby looks. Ignoring them, I continued on and crossed the pedestrian bridge over the LDP.

Stopped by the 7-11. Checked out what's in there, got a pack of Tic-Tacs. Walked out and continued on for another 10 minutes. Due to Raya, the streets were empty. Occasionally a car passed by, but that's all that stopped me abruptly from crossing the once-busy road. Soon I reached that restaurant, and had my lunch. Less than 20 minutes I walked out again.

Weird though. Nothing much on the way have changed. Maybe I was the only one who had changed for these couple of years. Or maybe it's the past that I did not managed to catch on ? I pondered as I walked my little journey home.

I don't know. Nothing's certain in this world. Either it's the world who abandoned me, or it's me who abandoned it. Probably I've been too disillusioned by the world's changing, that within myself I've became numb, insensitive and cold for this world. The price I pay to be an adult.

I stopped by at the 7-11 again. Bought some snacks and stuff. While walking on the way out, saw this girl waiting inside the 7-11 for her friends - another couple who arrived via LRT. I opened the door for her, and she darted out to meet up with her friends. I looked at them and pondered a while before I exit the mart.

They probably have a long way to go. And so, do I. Different routes, but nevertheless the same weight. Different paths, but nevertheless the same goal.

I continued on my way, returning to where I belong, retaking the path of growth.

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Was thinking of this song while I typed on. The 1st OP for the anime series, Fate/Stay Night. Countless nights it had accompanied me, and once again tonight it had.

'disillusion' - Tainaka Sachi

Lyrics by Haga Keita
Composed by Number 201
Rearranged by Kenji Kawai

Lyrics, Translation by Byakuya.

Day Of The Instant Noodles

Lesson of the day : Noodles cooked on the stove in a pot always taste better than noodles drowned in boiled water in a bowl.

Woke up close to noon today - normally would've been yelled at even if I got up at 9. Thing is, I worked myself all to 4am in the morning. And I felt all horrible all over myself, physically and mentally, so that's why today I decide not to go out for lunch. And it rained at evening and there goes my dinner plans. BLEH. Noodles will do tonight.

Tomorrow I'll go out for a change - staying at home all day does not work out at all. Get something nice to chow on, buy some snacks and stuff, and take a look around to see what's new in the neighbourhood. And that's what I've decided after I took the last bite of my noodles. Guess tonight there's no midnight oil to burn.

Wrist now turned from tingling to decay. Not like I did not treat it or something, but the plaster fell after some time. Maybe I should just leave it alone, and let it serve as a 'friendly' reminder that I should work out on balancing myself so that I won't fall terribly next time.

Browsed a couple of blogs today. Found one link, which lead to another. Something that I've always wanted to post up because to me, it's ROCK and it ROCKS.



'God Knows...' by Aya Hirano. For a better 'synch-ed' version and w/o the crowd noises, click HERE :-

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5aHrE7d2XgA

From episode 12 of "Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu" (The Melancholy of Suzumiya Haruhi, note the 3 'u' 's in 'Yuuutsu').

Reason why I think it's cool (POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD BEWARNED):-

Well, Suzumiya wasn't quite the popular figure in her school, but she was just a talented person who just got bored of everything around her. Founder of the 'notorious' SOS Brigade (Sekai wo Ooini moriagerutame no Suzumiya Haruhi no dan), she was so obsessed into her own interests that she'll do everything in a 'cowgirl' manner - from wearing bunny suits and passing out flyers in the school compound after school to extorting a PC from the neighbouring Computer Society. And everything that'd made Kyon (the grumbling male lead you'd see stuck among the crowds, and his real name remains unknowned...) have a certain level of dislike for her. But he and the other 3 brigade members (Nagato, Asahina and Koizumi who were actually hanging around for a purpose) had no choice but to follow her orders - since she mustn't be BORED.

But in this scene, it changed Kyon's opinion towards her for this day. Apparently she and Nagato (girl in wizard costume from the now-defunct Literature Club who was absorbed into the SOS Brigade - and she's not any ordinary human girl, since she just learned about the guitar skills like, minutes ago ?) were substitute members for the playing band performing that afternoon. And they simply ROCKED everyone out.

And kudos for Kyoto Animation for making this great series - they did a great job on the details of the graphics and the animation. Bravo.

Oh well, guess it's time for me to stop here and start hanging out elsewhere. Till then.

Period Of Idling

*coughs at the dust collected by the blog dashboard*

Oh well.

Deepavali was over. Coming up next will be the Raya festivals for the Malays.

Parents off to China for a trip, and my younger siblings went to Grannies' house approximately 20 KM away from my home.

And I, now on my second week of my semester break, will be all alone in this house. For a week. Stocked with rations and stuff to keep me alive for 7 days.

Ups will be I will have moments of silence, peace and alone to do my own stuff. At least 3 story projects, my own studies to catch up, games to play, animes to watch etc.

Downs ? Plenty as well. Already I'm sensing BOREDOM and LONELINESS. Stuff to be done daily. And I don't want to think what the other 'downs' are.

Couple of hours has passed since my parents left for the airport, and I'm already feeling the ennui spreading all over me. Heck.

I turned on the music, and my foobar2000 is repeating Maaya Sakamoto's 'Chibiko Fork'. I read a little. I wrote a little. I was less than inspired. Minimized everything.

I turned off the player and started up the GBA emulator, loading up Riviera -The Promised Land-. Less than 10 minutes later I got frustrated with the inventory system and turned it off.

I browsed around the Net again. I read a couple of blogs and commented in them, then I thought it was time to bring up this little dusty corner of mine. I wrote and wrote and wrote. Up to this point, where I'm changing the song as well. Heck, I'm not in the mood for any positive-sounding songs.

Hungry. Probably there's something for me to bite on in the stores. I decided on the song 'Cry Baby', from Kawabe Chieko - the alternate version of it (namely Shining!) appeared briefly in episode 19 of Ouran High School Host Club.

[3 minutes later...]

Seems like there's nothing much on the cupboards. Checked the fridge. Decided to open up that bar of chocolate (fruits & nuts). Contents smashed all over. Took a couple of chunks and came back to the PC.

Found a link from BBC. Apparently it was for the quiz for one of their documentary series, Japanorama. About one of their episodes, which are about Otakus.

8 questions. Answered 6 correctly. Does NOT mean I'm Otaku or whatsoever - friend showed that episode to me one night and I still remembered some stuff in it as well. Back to writing.

Wound on wrist tingling. Grazed it on badminton session this morning. Need to work out on body balance, as well as strength control. Tonnes to improve. Oh well.

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After all the doodling on this dusty corner, I felt like an empty shell.

Life sucks. Kinda.

Probably I need an impact or something. Had none since 2 semesters ago. Maybe I'll do something for a change within this week.

Hopefully it works.

WHY

... are people doing stupid things, especially when they are online ?!

... do they always post without spellchecking first ?!

... some people just don't know how to learn from their mistakes?!

... people can't be more considerate to others ?!

... can't people learn how to forgive ?!

... can't they be much more creative ?!

... is the Internet connection so lousy nowadays ?!

... is it so hazy here nowadays ?!

... am I broke ?!

... am I not sleeping now but instead typing this piece of crap post ?!

... is it like, WHY ?!

Just STFU Feg

Read some short article on the weekend feature on the Nanyang Siangpau today. Translation titled : "You, army ! Return to your barracks !", which was referring to the Thai coup d'etat.

I would say that, whoever paid that e-diotic biast with that pseudonym "Zhou Gong" (周公 AKA something like the Chinese version of the Sandman) who wrote that pointless meaningless article just to fill in the weekend feature ought to get his/her eyes cleaned. That author of that stupid article is just someone who lives in his/her own fantasy world to write out his/her silly little fantasy thoughts - and I doubt he/her has faced any hardship in major political changes at all. Typical writing lapdog that wastes article space in papers.

In case you're wondering what was written in the article :-

- The author was writing what the Thai army should do and should not do. He/she commented that everything should be solved with the 'Constitutional' way. Yeah right, what kind of 'Constitutional' way ? I'd like to smack the idea into his/her mind that it depends on which hands the Constitution lies in. And if voting works all the time, they would've another person for their Prime Minuster since like how many ages ago. And oh, if the 'Constitutional' way really works, there won't be such a thing as a loophole to enable the abuse of balances and checks and tax evasion.

- The author was merely FLAMING the Thai army in the papers. Oh yeah, the weekend feature of the papers, not in the forums section or something, and flaming it like a small little eleven-year old kid on some Internet gaming forums. And what little point he/she tried to convey in his/her article crumbles easily into contradiction in terms of common sense (or was there even a point in there from the start?).

- And last but not least, he/she said that politics is not the 'stage' for the Thai army. I'd say that whatever that's happening in their country is not his/her 'stage' to casually comment about. Oh bloody heck, it's not even up to him/her to comment about what's going on in their country. If he/she 's trying to tell what the Thai army should do, then I'll tell him/her what he/she should do - WRITE SOMETHING CONSTRUCTIVE (or even heck, DESTRUCTIVE) FOR OUR OWN COUNTRY IF YOU WANT TO BE THAT 'HEROIC', DAMMIT.

What a WASTE of article space - I wished it could've featured something else rather than the political 'comments' of some e-diot. Heck, I'd rather read recipes than that.

Things I Wanna See Last With My Own Eyes On Earth

- Maggots in my favorite dishwashing sponge, courtesy of one of my housemates.
- Pair of flies mating that got electrocuted by me for flying in between me and my monitor (oh they were sooooo having fun)
- The idiots in some IRC channel that I frequent (refer to some earlier post of mine)
- Ming Dao, the Frog-Turn-Prince Taiwanese drama king
- Car owners who got their cars clamped for parking at my space
- The Deputy Prime Minister
- Worse Fanfic Ever
- Noob online gamers
- Forum Spammers
- Reality shows
- Cuckoos
- Campus
- My ugly writing on a piece of notice hanging in the kitchen
- My long-forgotten dusty blog
- My own self in the mirror
- More and unlisted...

:-\

Null & Void

Final Tribute to the Wise One

Link.

"......"

That was what my mind spoke when I received the news yesterday.

Today when I woke up, the sky was very, very clear. It had been weeks since it the weather was that clear. Yesterday the sky was gloomy, as I gazed up wondering whether it will rain or not. It didn't rain much, but last night from my balcony I can see Genting's lights shining above KL again.

A sign. Somehow it was what I felt it is. A sign of goodness on the surface of Earth, indicating his departure to a new world.

Now it is left to all us whom inherited his wisdom, to use it to polish our ways and thoughts, and in turn, pass it down to the next generation.

Farewell, "Chief". Farewell.

I - CAN'T - SLEEP - PROPERLY - AGAIN !!!

I slept at 3 am today due to the uncomfortable condition I'm in - dry weather, mosquitos and stuff. And I thought getting bitten all over the legs is already bad enough.

Then, during 6 am (which is only around 10 minutes ago when I typed this blog), my NEW housemate (think Genghis Khan country) who moved in about 1.5 months ago DECIDES to make his EARLY MORNING COMEBACK with a BANG. Not only he and his friends talked in their usual loud voices, but there's a much, much more annoying part that literally put me out of my sleep - his Y! Messenger.

Apparently he has this 'very polite' habit of forwarding his 'good nite all' message EVERYTIME before he goes to sleep - AND I DON'T KNOW WHY AT ALL. And guess what ? Most of his peers REPLIED to his 'good nite all' message - AND I DON'T KNOW WHY EITHER. And he did NOT turn down his speakers NOR did he turn the stupid incoming message RING off - and the effect is CONTINUOUS BOMBARBMENTS OF INCOMING MESSAGE RINGINGS, WHICH ARE UTTERLY USELESS 'GOOD NITE' REPLIES TO HIM THAT FILL ALL OVER THE APARTMENT, which leads to me waking UP in a LOW-BLOOD-PRESSURE-MOOD and ending up in me RANTING AND EXPLODING IN MY BLOG AGAIN.

I can use the giant F- again. And there is NO way - and I mean, NO ABSOLUTE F- ING WAY - that I can COOL DOWN DUE TO THIS STUPID COMMOTION. I've to go out later before 8 am, DANGIT.

This will be something like the yellow card now - if he does anything that lacks of intelligence again, I will have to take action. And strangely enough, my connection here seems to improve right after he turned off his PC. Let's hope it's not because there's too much spyware in his PC.

Rant Of The Day

August 3rd 2006, 12:50 am.

Headache's bugging me, and just took some medicine for my flu which has been running for the whole day. My fatigue is killing me - to the extend that I'm even too tired to go to sleep. I don't know, but my health seemed to be declining for this week - probably the weather change was behind this.

Connection's bad recently - the lag has been like that for almost a week. Don't know what's going on with TMNut, but it seems like my home in PJ and Cyberjaya are badly affected as well. Can't even do a proper thing with such a lousy connection.

Poor health, poor connection. I just hope nothing goes much more worse than that. No wait, there are. The FUBAR people.

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Throw in an e-diotic international student (think hockey country) staying downstairs who seemed to think that blasting his speakers to the max for 5-10 minutes is part of his 'legal rights' - well, I haven't shown him my 'legal rights' of treating him coffee in the police station. And when I mean blasting to the max, I mean ground-trembling moments for the upper part of this condominium I'm staying in.

And well, yesterday he did it again - it isn't the 1st time he's doing that kind of thing - apparently a week ago, his neighbour went all over the place to hand out complaint forms to the other tenants to complain about his inconsiderate acts. Being sick and having my little time of peaceful music-enjoying disturbed, I turned up on his doorsteps and then only did he turned down his speakers.

He came out, and he starts to defend his own acts - he claims that he hadn't be doing that for the past 4-5 days, and he wants to 'enjoy' his music in extremely loud volume. I cut him in, saying that he is being inconsiderate and stuff, but he kept insisting on that he "understands the situation but need a break because speakers needed to be blasted once in a while".

AND WHAT KIND OF STUPID REASON WAS THAT ?!

And because of that, I couldn't tolerate anymore - I kept cutting him in while he tried to explain himself, because I knew that this guy would be too comfortable if I don't go aggresive.

And guess what? It appears that someone noticed us - the barbarian guy's brother (the one who stayed in my place w/o permission) who was staying next door to that e-diot !!! And he came out to butt in our argument !!! *ROTFL*

But anyway, he's not much of a help - the only thing he did was standing next to both of us and repeating the line 'You got a point', and I have to do all the argument by myself. Maybe after knowing how I worked like an exploding bomb when I'm in the hostile mode, he didn't even dare to butt in and talk about what he thinks. Bleh, be it me that's the bad guy this time, but bad guy's have their times to rock other people's heads.

So, in the end, that loudspeaker prick tried to get rid of me by "promising not to blast anymore but can't promise forever because need to blast speaker once in a while". Ah well, screwed-up people with their screwed-up nonsense defensive lines. I replied to him that I "can't promise forever to tolerate as well because we can't be in a good mood forever". And well anyway, later on he headed off to the gym as he claimed and which I doubted - I can clearly see that he's just finding a way to escape from me, that's all.

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Ahh anyways, there's no limit when it comes to ranting about people, and some people are just plain inconsiderate fools. But as how Sig put it, "without them we have no entertainment". Heheh.

And ahh, it's already 1.45 am - almost an hour gone to blogging. Maybe I think I will just check around before I go to sleep - again.

We've Got Ourselves A Clown !!!

Seriously, it's been a hell while since I blogged. Dunno why, but it occured to me that I had nothing much to blog about for the past few weeks.

Heck, the only thing worth mentioning is some slight upgrade in my PC - which actually helped me a hell lot, since we're talking a 'slight' upgrade from 256 to 768 MB of RAM. Yeah, my PC's that lousy - until now. *grins evillish*

Perhaps that's one of the few things that I had to write down here, but actually in my real life, I'm actually having fun watching silly people running their silly little shows. I don't know these people are just immature or born retarded or what (prove me wrong anyone?), but seriously, these clowns (yeah, I like to refer them as that) made me faced the dilemma of choosing between laughing my cheese off or puking my sickness off. Or both.

Take this particular clown, which me & Co. secretly nicked him as 'Big K'. Big K is an 'otaku', and when I say he's one, I mean it. Yupe, the standard typical "otaku" commonly found bathing cathode rays in front of their CRT tubes, going 'moé' over their favorites in full fetish mode. However I don't have an issue towards 'otakus' - I only have a MAJOR dislike towards Mr. Big K here. And yeah as suggested by nick, Big K is BIG in size - I doubt anything he fell on will survive the impact.

Now you'd ask why do I disliked him ? It's actually kind of none of my business, and I can easily walk away with it, but I tend to say Karma loves to hit the sweetest spots - me and him had met in several occasions, and well, he pretty much screwed himself up most of the time. Which pretty much 'entertained' me - at least I've someone as a target to snipe on.

One thing that I must admit - everytime I see him, in real life or online, it kinda turns me off. Every action, every word, everything about him, TURNS - ME - OFF. I don't know why - but some people tend to be like that. They TURN others OFF. And they ALWAYS do that. And hell, don't expect them to be the considerating type - they are very insensitive with the aftereffects of their own doings.

I know nothing about him when I first met him, but it was the second time when I started having suspicions on his personality. He inquired about someone who stalked him online - when the place he asked was merely a registration booth for the club I'm in. Me and Sig (who was also there helping at that time) looked at each other when he came up with this weird request - to us, something is so wrong about this guy. No one in the right mind will stalk this huge guy - unless the stalker's a huge-guy-fetish or, which was what we later found out to be, Big K did something to provoke the stalker.

Since then, nothing good came out from Big K. He's considered active in the IRC channel for our club, but whatever he says is PLAIN SICK. He's the only guy I knew in real life who will describe himself masturbating online. And it isn't funny at all - he's actually talking about it in front of girls.

I don't know of anything that can save him from his ignorance, stupidity or whatever you call it, but one thing is for sure - guy needs a GIANT smite on his head, preferably with something heavy and metallic.

But like it or not, me & Co. will be stuck with this screwed-up character for these couple of years. But of course, we're not going to let this clown off for anything stupid he'd cause in the future.

Hopefully when he finds this little dusty corner of mine (maybe via Google?), he's stupid enough to not know who I'm referring to. But if he does, I congratulate him - with my shoe.

One Example Of "How To Deal With Lift Smokers"

Here's how it goes.

Tonight me and friend Sig (who was um, temporarily lurking in my house for the month, hogging the connection at my house for extremely heavy downloads *ROTFL*) returned from campus after dinner.

Then, when we reached our block, we followed a couple of MYY kids were walking in front of us towards the lift. One of them was holding a box of cigarettes at one of his hands - and a lit cigarette at the other.

"Oh my, those kids are going to bring that into the lift." I commented. In Mandarin, that is.

"Yeah, definitely." Sig replied hastily.

Suddenly, I got a giant lightbulb on top of my head.

"Let's take the stairs instead." I said with a smirk.

"Okay." Apparently this isn't the first time the both of us "playing" around the staircase.

Then with full speed, I climbed up the 1st floor - with Sig following close behind - and ran pass the lift doors while Vincent continued going up the stairs.



And then, I pressed the 'Up' switch.



I ran to the other staircase there (there were 2 of them) to the 2nd floor, and then from opposite, Sig ran to my direction, and I took the opposite as well.



This time, it's Sig's turn to punch the switch.



And we continued the process up to like, 4-5 floors (we couldn't remember exactly how many though *ROTFL*). After that, we made our escape (on foot) until the 9th floor, where we stopped to catch our breath (of course we had to find a corner to hide). I managed to make it back to my room before I seriously burst into laughter. And one thing is for sure - We DEFINITELY heard the "ding" of the lift stopping for every floor.


Lesson learnt - if you piss off the people in the lift, they are going to get you back on the staircase.

爱し子よ PV

Enjoy. :)

EDIT: Found a new one...

People Favored Ayumi, But I Choose Rurutia

After spending like around 2 weeks of downloading, that torrent containing 4 of Rurutia's albums finally reached 99.9% this morning (well, due to the last file is still 98.7, but the most important ones - all the music files were completed, thank goodness).

Rurutia caught my ears with her tender voice when no-wing passed me one of her songs, 'Traumelai' to sample - so tender that it made tend to make me had the comfortable image of falling leaves in my mind. Another friend of mine even mistook her for Ayumi Hamasaki - but Rurutia didn't have the high pitch Ayumi loves to resort to (which I sometimes find it annoying). Then after listening to 'Selenite', the song she sang for the anime 'Karas' (good stuff if you ask me - impressive graphics, dark world setting and yeah, smooth fighting scenes) and also 'Chou no Mori', I decided to search out for her previous albums via BT.

Unfortunately, most of the torrents out there had either been removed or had no more seeds, and only this current one that I'm downloading is still working. Though it took quite some time to reach 99.9, but it was definitely worth the time to get it.

Talk about more sampling - among the albums in the torrent, one of the songs which turned me on was 'Itoshigoyo' (translated as 'My Lovely Child'), which came out around last year but I only get to listen to it now. The music was hauntingly beautiful - Rurutia's soft voice works well with the dreamy electric guitar behind. And later on when I checked the translation of the lyrics, I went like 'WHOA' - read below and you will see what I mean.



Itoshigoyo (爱し子よ )

itoshigoyo itsumademo konomuneni dakarete nemurinasai
itokenai anatanokotowo mounidoto nigashitariwa shinai


kanojyono kotonara wasurete shimainasai
zaratsuita nekonadekoega sonomimiwo namenai youni
nodowo shimeagete oitakara

futari dakedeii hokaniwa daremo iranai
watashidakega anatawo mitaseruwa
anatanoa shini ginnoashiwo hamemashou
oyaji ayamachiwo okasanai youni

itoshigoyo konomuneni myaku utsu amaimitsuwo suinasai
itokenai anatakara mounidoto mewo hanashitari shinai

kanojyono kotowa mou kinishinaide iiwa
moshimo mata tsumewo tatete anatawo ubaini kitara
konotede uchi koroshite ageru

aragaukotonaku sa subetewo azukete
watashidakega anatawo ikaseruwa
anatano hanewo chigiri sutete shimaimashou
moudokokae tobitatenai youni

futari dakedeii hokaniwa daremo iranai
watashidakega anatawo mitaseruwa
anatanoa shini ginnoashiwo hamemashou
oyaji ayamachiwo okasanai youni

aragaukotonaku sa subetewo azukete
watashidakega anatawo ikaseruwa
anatano hanewo chigiri sutete shimaimashou
moudokokae tobitatenai youni ¡¡



Chinese translation

小宝贝 不论什么时候都
在我的怀里睡觉吧
幼稚的你 我再也不会
让你逃跑

忘掉那个女人吧
不要听她嘶哑如同猫叫的声音
她曾使你痛苦

只要我俩在一起
有我就能满足你
给你带上银制的足枷吧
好让你不再犯同样的错误

小宝贝 在我的胸怀
吸取蜜汁吧
幼稚的你 我的眼睛
不会再离开你

不必再想那个女人的事
如果她胆敢再来
张牙舞爪要夺你
我就要亲手杀死她

不必再反抗将一切都放下吧
有我就能带给你生命
将你的翅膀切碎丢掉吧
让你再也无法飞到任何地方

只要我俩在一起有我就能满足你
给你带上银制的足枷吧
好让你不再犯同样的错误

不必再反抗将一切都放下吧
有我就能带给你生命
将你的翅膀切碎丢掉吧
让你再也无法飞到任何地方



Me and company shared the same conclusion - the lyrics were SADISTICALLY good.

Anyway, gotta spend some time to sample out the other songs. If anyone wants to sample it well, please tell me in the comments - I might leave a link or something if there are requests for it. :P

This Is Quite A Headache

No, not literally a headache, but the kind of a headache where it came from real life problems.

I was actually referring to someone I knew in real life (though I prefer not to disclose the name of said person). Someone which I had trouble trying to communicate with.

I knew the problem wasn't from my side - apparently I've received complaints about him from my other friends who knew him as well, and everyone now kind of treats him like the plague now. The moment he is spotted in the area, me and company will withdraw from our current positions within 10 seconds. To end up avoiding and ignoring him like that is seriously a really SAD thing for us to resort to - simply because me and company didn't know how to DEAL with him anymore.

I forgot how many times I ended up getting stuck in an argument with him - not like I'm that sort of a person who will go around bringing up unnecessary issues and troubles. OK I may be lying about the previous sentence, but I definitely know the difference between me and that person - I had a better understanding on who my audience is and what they want to hear from me.

And also, I definitely knew for sure that NO ONE (or rather, not many people) will want to listen to opinions or self-thought-up theories that are NOT interesting NOR based on anything that's in a sense, logical/practical/true. Simply because nobody (or most people) will be interested in that kind of stuff that doesn't make any sense at all AKA nonsense.

He's the type of person where he expects everyone to listen to him when he himself didn't really listen (or pretend) to listen to others at all - he chooses what he wants (and likes) to hear, and if something sounds ugly he resorts to being deaf.

There is nothing much that me and company can do about it - best is we pray that he turns into a new leaf soon enough, and worse is he will not interfere with our lives with his idiotic methods. And hopefully.

Hunger, Ear Torment & Bullies

Hungry. Yes, I'm seriously hungry, thanks to the small little meal my family called dinner. It's nothing more than a small portion of 'beehoon' anyway.

And why did we end up with 'beehoon' for tonight ? Because there's a friggin' Karaoke function that Dad has to be in charge of tonight - and it's held in a Buddhist Lodge somewhere near home (Thus the vegetarian 'beehoon'). And don't know ask me why or how it happened, but I ended up as free labour for that event carrying the Karaoke CDs to the PA room and vice versa.

As for the participants, only one senior lady was considered good - the rest are merely ear torment. At times I have to sing along the song myself just to distract myself from the horrible wailings. And to add up the sum of these endless torture, the aunties who didn't know how 'terrific' their singing were kept coming back for more songs to perform.

Every time I see them returning to the desk, my mind snaps and starts grumbling from the inside :-

"OMGWTFPLSSTFUNDIEN00BKTHXBYE?!"

Sighhhhh.

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Now I'm still hungry. And adding to it, exhausted as well. Maybe I will add in frustration as well, so I can fire on some stuff.

Hmm. Recalling now... ah yeah, the stuff I saw these few days.

The schoolgirl beatings.

Saw the Miri one, as well as the S'porean one. Seems like the traditional way of showing off power via violence is still popular among young people these days.

Everytime I witness a blow inflicted on the victims, I always wonder what those victims (and as well, bullies) are thinking. To me, both sides are actually acting in an identical way.

To make my opinion simpler - THEY ARE TRYING TO FIND A WAY OUT OF THIS MESS.

The victims are of course, easier to understand - they need someone to help them out of this situation. Though the bullies are slightly difficult to understand, but if one pays enough attention to them, they are actually in one way, victims too.

And the bullies enjoy what they are doing to their victim - the 2 vids that I've watched are good enough proof. It is because the bullies couldn't find a suitable way to handle their emotions, nor would they taught the ways to do so. In the end, they resort to violence to vent out their own frustration. And normally this will bring up a chain reaction of things - not only the bully doesn't benefit much from their acts, but the victims will be emotionally scarred and be affected by it for the rest of their lives, and in some worse-case scenarios, this causes the victims to become vengeful and more terrible things will happen - and this is what I concern the most.

Call it irony, but I used to be a victim of school-bullying as well. I admit I was the oddball in school, and it was quite difficult for my schoolmates to accept who I am or what I do. I was treated like an outsider, and without any liberation of any form it became sort of a downward spiral to me - I somewhat became less motivated for every year I pass through this kind of treatment.

But I deem myself fortunate, for I had the chance to pass through certain events and lessons in turning points of my life, which made me a much stronger person by now. Now there are still people who hated me for who I am, but I knew about that fact and I'm not afraid of it anymore, for there are people whom I cherish and vice versa.

And back to the bullies. Everytime I see one, I have the tendency not to hate them, but to pity them. Like it or not, they are the ones who needed the most help and guidance, and if we want to stop any bullyings from happening, we have to start from educating the bullies.

Please BANG Head Here

Back in PJ now. It's so damn hot here.

Have to wake up early next morning for another badminton session again. Then when I thought of badminton, it reminds of that arse-kissing Cyber-P (short for Cyberpreneurship) lecturer - he says that we students should play more golf than badminton.

And why we should do so?

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Because, according to his arsemouth which spouted crapwords from his poopbrain, 90% of the contracts were signed through playing golf.

Now I'm going to quote Kyon from Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu.





"That's news to me."



He has no idea whom I play badminton with. Yes, ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA.

And oh before I forgot, here's another picture dedicated to him, my Cyber-P lecturer.



Yeah yeah, and I've to face him for like, another 12 weeks. WAIT, I actually don't have to go to his class - attendance not compulsory, except he has 3 quiz papers. Screw it, I'm not going to his class this week, and I mean it - nothing can stop me, NOTHING. MWAHAHAHAHA.

Anyway, gotta hit the sack now, even though I've got my evening nap earlier on. I want to snipe more about that faggot but I will save the rest for some time later. My air conditioner, here I come !!!

Been Some Time Since I Blogged...

2 weeks, to be precise. Seems like I kind of lost the feel to type, anyway.

New trimester year started last week - though it's on the same priority list as World Cup 2006, which is under the big "I DON'T CARE" category.

Though I must admit - this year the new girls are pretty though.

Nah. Can see, but cannot hold. Even I've been leading a single life for more than 20 years, but I'm not that desperate to go and try to score on every one of them.

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Due to Streamyx's traffic shaping, I've been suffering from slow BT downloads. To heck with them - their server was lousy, yet they blame it on the P2P users. Typical Bolehland attitude.

A week ago, I was forced to switch from ABC to BitComet - it was most unfortunate that my ABC client was infected by some Trojan Horse, and 4 of the ongoing downloads have to be aborted and I have to redownload them again.

But, the change was worthy though - after I switched to BitComet, the download speeds skyrocketed, thanks to it's Protocol Encryption technology. The moment I saw 20kb/s on 2 downloads, I was so moved I almost cried on the spot. And when it took almost a week to download those 4 incomplete downloads with ABC, BitComet got them back within 2 days.

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I don't know what to write anymore, except maybe the emptiness in my mind. I have ideas, but I don't know where to start from. I need a kickstart - and I need it badly.

It's time for me to change. For the better, at least.

Dad Didn't Have Enough Of Them

I just received a call.

Mum phoned me to tell me that Dad received a call. Apparently someone is interested in renting the place.

一个依懒人。

I felt the strong urge to scream on top of my lungs.

F !!!
Damn it, didn't they have enough of the 野蛮人 ?! And on top of it, getting RID of him was already more than enough nuiscance work. GAHHHH, I should've told them about that Saturday night incident to scare them a little.

NO.
There is NO way I'm letting them into my house anymore. I'm sick of this.

Grahh, I better SMS my Mum now. Tell them about that incident. GRAAGGGHHH.

球风 - 球疯

哇噻。好久没用华文写博客了。

昨天是世杯的开幕，但我可没兴趣像别人一样疯狂似地去追看人家追着一粒球满场跑 - 甘愿睡觉去啰。。。

很‘显’。今天回到Cyberia来，这里的那些餐馆都摆出他们的电视机出来让那些家里没电视机的‘小朋友们’观赏足球赛。其中一间还买了一个projector摆在星空之下让球迷看大荧幕。嘻嘻，如果下雨的话就有好戏看啰。

Anyway,‘球风’效应导致整个Cyberia好像空城般的。但这样也好，少了那些喜欢三更半夜开bass开到大大的猴子实在是心中的一把relief，多出了我最需要的那一份冷静。

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Side note: 今天走路回家的时候看到了一个不该看到的画面。看到那个野蛮人被一个黑人吻脸颊（这是他们应该有的见面礼吗？！）。我要低头假装没看到的时候，他竟然转过头来和我招手。。。我的脸被他搞到还有哪里可以容啦?! 他可真厚脸皮死啦。

不是我看不起同性恋，但是。。。 麻烦可以不要在人人都会经过的楼梯上大庭广众公开展出你的光荣行为吗?! 他是同性恋，我几个礼拜前已经心里有数了。他是回教徒，我也无话可说。可是现在竟然这样在我眼前‘搞过了’再和我招手。天收他呀。。。

Thought Of The Day : Death

Was travelling with family to Sungai Buloh (somewhere at the outskirts of KL). Near the toll plaza at the end of the LDP, there was a traffic congestion at the opposite side of the road.

And the familiar black bag was laying on the center of the road.

Dad told us to turn our heads away. But from the side of my eyes, I could make out the shape of a crushed motorcycle just nearby the bag.

My thoughts were whirling within my mind as our car went past the toll plaza.

One week ago, there was another accident that occured on top of the highway flyover within the vincinity of that area.

A car slammed into the center of the flyover and erupted into flames. Four died. Among the four, two of them panicked and ran out of the car - and fell into the gap at the center of the flyover.

That flyover was more than 20 meters tall. Maybe 30.

Then again, my thoughts whirled even wilder.

Two weeks ago, the quake in Indonesia. Thousands died. Survivors, homeless and penniless, showed up on CNN with their blank expressions on their faces, hurt of their present and undetermined of their future.

They have to sleep in the graveyeards. The living among the dead.

Suddenly as I was recalling pictures from the papers and TV, Dad interrupted my thoughts with his comment.

"Most of these accidents weren't mentioned on the papers, just because they are immigrants."

Just because they are outsiders, eh?

I remembered last year's National Day. A foreign senior student staying in the block next to my Cyberia penthouse's block fell from the 5th floor. Headfirst.

Nothing about that was reported on the news, except for an obituary in the university's online bulletin.

I recalled a phrase. Quoted quite a number of times by a number of people.

"Deaths are just like statistics."

It can't be helped, I thought. Nothing can.

I closed my eyes. Mentioned a prayer.

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When I returned home today, I converted all the thoughts into words, and placed it here in this old blog of mine.

Played this song while I was writing. Something that's relevant to what I have in mind for the day.

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Dear God

词:陶喆,娃娃曲:陶喆

刚刚看完六点半的新闻
那悲剧又重演
有个妈妈拿着儿子的相片
期盼他会出现
看不下那画面
我转过头却开始流泪
是惩罚是考验
还要有多少的心碎
爱爱在这个世界上爱已被忘记
谁都不相信谁都不相信
相信爱哎哎
真理和公平都变成了笑话
我不愿意住在这样的城市里
话题都围绕在腥色暴力
有八卦没想法
计算逃避人人都在玩游戏
没有钱没人理你
我心里很愤怒
只能冷酷让自己麻木
拿生命做赌注
这些疯狂还要多久
爱爱在这个世界上有没有意义
没有人在乎没有人在乎
没有爱哎哎
我真的很想要开口骂脏话
不是我的错不是我的错
别怪我 dear god
为什么你闭上眼不想想办法
装做看不见装做看不见
告诉我哎哎
告诉我把爱找回来的方法
因为我无法离开这个鬼地方
(我没有办法离开 no no)这个鬼地方(这个鬼地方)
它还是我的家
刚刚看完远方传来的消息
像恶梦在继续
给点力量让自己能活下去
dear god
你在哪里
na na na....
wo wo wo...
yeah yeah yeah...

Taiwanese Dramas SUCK. Period.

Whenever Pei my younger Sis turns on the TV, I felt like killing people.

It's her favorite *coughstupidcough* Taiwanese TV drama again. Damn.

I have to turn on some crazy music (most of the time, anime) to distract myself from it and calm myself down.

Right until now, I've always been an "Anti-Taiwanese TV Drama Series Protestor" (I'd shorten it as 'ATTDSP'). Long since the days of F4 roaming the airs in their Meteor Garden days, when I felt like puking over their sissy-like long hair. And one thing that I don't understand is that why there are fans worshipping them like gods during their popular days. Now their popular days are over. Nothing heard about them now, except for rumors of them once in a while. Rest in peace, Fag 4.

It's not like I don't watch TV, but it seems I had no other choice left, as the local TV channels are plagued with those Taiwanese dramas due to popular demand. Pfftbleh. Most Taiwanese dramas out there are heavily composed of Japanese cultural elements - way too much until they are nothing more than plagiarisation. Maybe that's why I prefer anime over Taiwanese dramas - at least for animes, they have a lot of room to develop a pretty good, decent story.

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Back to reality. Now I felt like swearing, and I really mean it. Right now Mum's scolding me for turning the music too loud, when the TV speakers are booming all over the living room. Damn. How I wish my PC could be located somewhere else, like my room upstairs. Can't I get some peace of my own ?!

Grahh. I don't care now. Let them complain about the volume. I just want to distract myself from that stupid show, and that's all.

Plaguing The Turret Once Again With YouTube...

Finally found this after some time of searching online... Jigoku Shoujo's ED, Karinui (Basting)...



UPDATE

Another one that I've just found... Jigoku Shoujo's OP, Sakasama no Chou (Inversed Butterfly)...



Thanks to whoever uploaded those 2. :)

Finished watching Jigoku Shoujo. Got a feeling a movie for the series will be out soon. Let's wait and see...

UPDATE

Starting to feel sick. Funny throat and sinuses. Been bombarding with med since I woke up, and even tried to take my mind off it by toying around with AMIP, a song-status-changing plugin I've just found (kinda flexible if you know the variables and commands), but it didn't get any better. Seems like I really need to take something hot.

UPDATE UPDATE

Seems like this flu's gonna stay for some while. I was amazed to find that some guy uploaded the whole Jigoku Shoujo series.

If you guys are interested, start from these 3...

Episode 1
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

Once again, thanks to that kind person for taking his time to upload all of them. :)

4 Kinds Of Lift People That I Wanna Trash The Most

I know, I know. This topic has been raised by lots of people all around the world, but heck, we can never have enough of this.

Staying all the way up at the 11th floor means that I have to endure with most of them e-Diots that parasitically lurked (or grew or infected or plagued) all over the 10 levels below my penthouse. And I thought having to endure with that 2 e-Diot brothers lurking at my house was already bad enough.

After some time of observation and compilation, here's the list of them e-Diots that I wanna trash all the time.




(1) The Lift Smoker

Yeah, we meet them everywhere. I don't understand why of all places, they like to smoke in the lift. And they ALWAYS FRIGGIN' PREFER to smoke in the lift. Confined place very NICE to smoke, is it? Dammit, these people should just stay at the crematory or the likes of it, where they get to breath all those smoky air all the time. Hey, special flavour in it.

(2) The One-level Passenger

Gosh, these people always makes me wanna trash them. Like the previous one, they can be found anywhere, empty-handed and ENERGETIC YOUNG people. And heck, because of this kind of people we have to waste our precious time stopping at the next 1 level just to let them exit. There's the staircase and taking it is faster goodammit, and they're not even 'CACAT' (disabled)!!!

(3) The Close-button Initiate

Probably you guys wonder what this kind of people do. OK, I'll explain. Eventually, when this kind of people enter, the very 1st button they will press is NOT the button of their level, but the CLOSE button. And that happened JUST RIGHT in front of me. GRAHHHH stupid !!!

(4) The Two-way Traveler

Another annoying kind that plagues the lift with their e-Dioticness. I practically don't understand them - why the HELL they press both the Up and Down buttons when they just want to go to one direction ?! And dammit, after they pathetically successfully stopped the lift, they either (a) enter and wait until the lift finishes the journey right to the top/bottom and change it's direction or (b) just stand outside and give you the "No I'm going opposite" expression. What the HECK ?!




GRAHHHH. There are many other more kinds of e-Diots, and all of them do NOT deserve to take the friggin' lift. They should just shoot themselves UP from a cannon or throw themselves DOWN from the balcony. Dammit.

Internet Downed !!!

The whole of Cyberjaya cursed Streamyx like crazy for the whole week, because the connection was lousy. It's the most horrible week ever.

But anyway, I think the 'horror' has passed on for now. I hope the good connection stays. Hopefully.

Another YouTube !!!

Another forward message that I've received recently.

I don't know how the heck this fella dug up such a stupid video. I mean like, it's the FINALS season, and he has time to dig this up from a bunch of junkie videos.

By junkie, I refer to something pointless like this.



Oh yeah BTW, there's the translation here.

Yawn. What a pitiful soul.

I think I better go back to my novel reading. Or maybe I'd go to bed early.

Fatigue Redux

No blog for almost the past 2 days. I must say I was so (mentally) tired, I had been taken out of commission from the blogging world until now. But well, of course I know I'm not the only one who's tired - been reading a couple of blogs. ;)

Well, let's see what are the couple of reasons why I MIA-ed...

(1) 2 days ago was the Games Application presentation, our whole project team had to burn midnight oil for the completion of the project. Was wiped out immediately after that (though no-wing, who was in my team as well, was so damn excited when it was over - his Kingdom Hearts 2 had been waiting for him under layers of dust). Anyway, all that typing/figuring/balancing crap had costed me mentally, and I just simply couldn't blog.

(2) Was pissed by another bunch of e-Diots. Well, don't like to point out who, but one of them is definitely that crappy barbarian I mentioned earlier on (haha now his rent's gonna increase next month - can't wait to see what happens when my parents 'pay a visit' to him and his fat punk bro).

(3) Add another couple of depressing thoughts from my mind into it, and it makes up another reason for me not to blog.



Anyway, I had to pull myself together a little. Good thing I had something to look for - animes. Whee. I'm no 'Otaku' (and I don't want to be one either), but I'm a great fan towards animes which possess great storylines, and maybe yeah, humor.

[DISCLAIMER : Relax, to all those people out there whom accidently Googled into my blog, NO spoilers here.]

In my current list are :-

= Ouran Kouko Host Club (Ouran High School Host Club) =

Hehe. 'Host', as in something like high-class gigolos, except you cut out the physical body contact part - they are sort of like entertainers. Has a nice setting (high school for rich people), has interesting characters (a bunch of rich schoolkids operating a host club, and throw in a penniless lead character who had to pay up the debt for breaking an expensive vase which belonged to the club - but hey, voiced by Maaya Sakamoto *gasps*).

= 'Suzumiya Haruhi no Yuuutsu' (The Melacholy of Suzumiya Haruhi) =

One of the few animes which practically broke my mind - with the humor, the mind-breaking concepts, and PLENTY of Easter Eggs. Basically it's about Suzumiya Haruhi, a girl who has no interest in stuff other than supernatural stuff. She formed a club based on her 'unique interest'. I heard fans are forming a new religion about it, maybe calling it something like 'Suzumiya-ism'.

= 'Jigoku Shoujo' (Hell Girl) =

No, it's not like that crappy Hellboy. This Hell Girl has way much better storylines. Talks about something like, should someone post a grudge of someone on the Internet on the stroke of midnight, the Jigoku Shoujo will appear and drag the person who was being hated to hell - but, not without a price. Heck, for the past 2 days I've been desperately downloading this, despite my PC's running low on GB's. Need to buy new CDs to burn stuff out now.

Like I said, I'm no 'Otaku' - but I deem myself weird for my tendency to favor the 'seiyuu''s (voice actor/actresses). One of them in my list was Mamiko Noto, famous for portraying girls that have a gentle personality (Hell Girl was one of them - though it was in School Rumble where I noticed her outstanding performance for portraying Yakumo). And maybe because of my weird taste, I went for Jigoku Shoujo - boy, they had different high-profiled seiyuus for different episodes.

And well, next in my list would be Fate/Stay Night - it's amazing that a visual novel game can turn into a world-famous anime - fear the power of franchising. no-wing's gonna lend me Hotori (Ayako Kawasumi !!!), and I'm really, really looking forward to watch it.

Well, at least that was working - at least I'm almost back to myself once again. But of course, getting excited over anime doesn't mean I don't had a life. Went out yesterday with no-wing, Slade and Ping. Great time there in Mines. Hanging out with friends is indeed refreshing.

How about the me today? Well, I had some plans as well - plans that I'm excited about. Ahh, never felt so good for a long time.

Well, stop for now - my plans are waiting for me.

P/S and to Xiang, if you're reading this, Happy B'day !!!

That e-Diotic Housemate & His Bunch Of Punks

Today I quarrelled with that stupid 'Yeh Man Ren' (barbarian) housemate of mine.

I was on my way out for lunch, when my other housemate PM-ed me and complained about the garbage - again. He wasn't happy about the fact that that e-Diot never cleans up the garbage.

That wasn't the only problem - he brought in friends and stayed for days, DESPITE the room was rented for him ONLY. They used the toilet and kitchen, and practically they messed up the hygiene of those 2 places. Best part is, he didn't want to notify me about his friends' (and actually, one of them is his bro but he didn't tell me about it - WTF ?!) staying over - he is such a RUDE punk that sometimes I had the thought of kicking him out directly from the apartment. Not to mention the previous events of waking me up with their stupid music.

FINE. I decided I will settle with this, ONCE and for ALL.

I walked out from my room, and those punks happened to be eating some bread-like thingy in the kitchen. I packed up the garbage and started to tell that e-Diot something like, "whenever you see flies, please clear garbage" - but he CUT me in before I could finish, BLAMING my other housemates for not clearing up. He kept repeating "Tell them -", "Tell them -" - TELL THEM WHAT F- ?! I was thinking.

In the end, I sweared and yelled and him to STFU. I don't give a damn anymore to his lame 'tai chi' tricks - and I decide that pissing off because he was interrupting me was a good decision.

Then, his bro butted in (I had no idea who this fat punk was during that time, anyway), trying to defend his lil' bro. Oh yeah. I thought in silence - "What friggin' RIGHT has he got to lecture me about things, eh?" I pretended I was listening to him, but in fact, I'm ignoring that fat punk - I was thinking on how to get rid of this fat punk who has been freeloading, making noise and dirtying my house for over a week.

OK. A 3 v 1 (counting in another friend of his who's outside on the living room). I am on the disadvantage because if anything happens, I might get hurt. I decide to shut that fat punk up, take out the garbage, threw it, get my hands cleaned, and walked out of the door. My friends are already waiting.

Then when I exited the lift from the ground floor, I noticed that that e-Diotic housemate of mine is leaving with his other friend, giving me the ugly rude face as his eyes met mine. I turned away from his dog face. Wait a minute, someone's missing. Where's that fat punk? Crap. Must've been staying back at my apartment again. But I had to meet up with my friends, so I decide to leave the issue for later.

So I met up with my friends - and guess what? I found out Yeh Man Ren and his friend was going to KL, despite that his rental was due. I'm so going to screw him up for that. But if I want to screw, I will screw that fat punk 1st.

Upon reaching campus, I phoned my other housemate. Seems like he went out from the apartment. I asked him if he noticed anyone is still in my apartment. He says that though he didn't see anyone, he heard someone cooking in the kitchen. WTF ?! Cooking ALONE in my apartment ?! NO way I am going to let that happen !

That's it, I thought, I'm going back now. I told my friends that I must leave early, and rushed back home. The moment I reached home, I stepped into the kitchen, and stood at the wall. Oh, he finally has the intention to greet me, squeezing a smile with a futile attempt to make me happy and forget what happened just now. Man he was so wrong for thinking that I'd let up because of a stupid smile.

I interrogated with him - I asked who he was, where he's staying, what's he doing here. Oh jolly, he was that barbarian's brother. He claims he's been staying in this country for already, "WOWWOOO", 4 years. He tells me he's temporarily staying here, and he's already here for 4 FRIGGIN' DAYS (poor liar). "WOWWWOOOO". Like I'm going to be impressed with his answers.

I went straight to the point. I told him I wasn't happy that he's freeloading here, and I'm also unhappy about his irresponsible younger brother who didn't tell me anything about this crap. He replied, "I dunno." "I dunno." DUNNO MY FOOT. 4 years here and he doesn't know. Living for MORE than 2 decades and he doesn't know. What kind of parents rear him to become such lousy clump of fat meat who only knows how to say "I DUNNO" ?! I told him straight in the face, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT HIS "I-DUNNO"'S.

It ended up like cold war - he thinks he's on the right, I still think this guy needs some trashing. All ended when Mum called. Good. I took the chance to tell her about what's happening. And well, I left the kitchen, and I know that with my parents on the act, those guys are going to pay for their misgivings.

Wait till those punks see what's upcoming for them. I'd be glad to post the outcome, should it all went well.

Generation Gap

I remembered what F¡яєвџяN said about YouTube - "can find so much rubbish there hahaha!!!"

Well, how true.

Someone dug this video out and forwarded it to me via Y!M. I find it both amusing and interesting.



A very good example of 'generation gap'.

And well, to you guys who didn't understand what's happening - the young lad complained to the old fart about him talking too loud to the phone, which of course made the old fart unhappy - thus leading to a quarrel.

The young one portrays indecisiveness and lack of wisdom - he knows not what his rights are, and he failed to defend it. The old one however, is a hot-headed guy who tends to force things to happen in his way.

The ugly side of society - and that's what makes it colorful.

P/S Sorry if it loads like heck. Maybe it's time I take out that 'Gimme something to shoot' WAV file.

Damn It

I can't sleep. And it's already sunrise.

Why everyone in this house has to bring their friends back to party ?!

That's it. I'm reaching my max now. I'll have to act. One-on-on discussion sessions about not-to-do's with them.

Ohhh I'm Feeling Good

For no apparent reason.

I slept at around 11pm just now, and woke at 2am. I sat in front of the PC. I played some games. I returned fire to some kid who tried to act 'smart' in some forums. I boiled some water and made some hot Milo, and I'm enjoying it now. Now I'm blogging. I feel good.

Despite the fact that the Yeh Man Ren (hehe my Middle East housemate) and his friends are making a fuss in his room - I hope the security will come up and bang the door so they'd keep quiet. Despite I'm torn apart by so many things - heck I'm already torn, so I'd just be torn then. Despite I'm still broke (OK I suck at this. I'm still living out of my parents' money. Maybe I need a job again). Despite it's already 4 am in the morning and I'm now unable to sleep. I'm still feeling good.

My 2nd cup of Milo now. Checking out on Waiter Rant but no updates. I wonder how long this good feeling will last. Maybe I'd annoy those bunch of e-Diots who are still making so much noise in that room, but reconsidering that I might end up getting thrown out of the balcony and appear in headlines, I'd need a plan. They need to be taught a lesson anyway, because they kept disrupting my peaceful moments.

Hmmmmm. Maybe the next time I'd need to buy a tin of SPAM and place it right in front of his room. I wonder how they'd react.

*giggles evilish*

A'ight, time to surf some other part of the Net now. And OH, while we're there in SPAM, let's read this.

Pressure Is Everywhere

I'm sitting here in front of the PC, ten minutes to five in the morning, staring at my monitor, and I didn't turn on the lights since I returned from my paper.

I stared up at the fan above me. My mind is blank. All I know is - I gotta blog something else now. And I don't know what exactly I should write, actually.

My life? Not that bad, yet not that good. The environment around me? Not that good, and yet not that bad. Yet I'm feeling the pressure. Yes, the pressure that's coming from the world around me.

I'm grateful that I'm born in such a wonderful family. One of which is able passed down the Virtues of Life to it's descendants. I'm grateful that Dad was such a determined man, and Mum always cared for the family. Sis Absolut, though she went through a harder way than I did, is doing better and better every year.

Look back at me. I could've used a mirror now if I could - but now I can't, since I broke mine a couple of days ago. I knew Mum was always proud of me - I knew it the way she talks it to her friends. Yet everytime, I feel saddened; I felt very stressed out for every word, every sentence.

What the hell am I doing?

I'm determined to be something I wanted, yet I failed to achieve the right skills I wanted. I wanted to be a Game Designer. I wanted to be a writer. And I wanted to be a composer. Yet I'm still stuck here, staring at the monitor, pressured.

At times, I thought about the balcony next to my room. I always joked to my friends that, if anything happens that's the most convenient way out. And I thought back about the people who really took that convenient way out. Was it really that convenient? No. It just makes things harder to go around, causing more pressure to everyone around.

I remembered having an interesting conversation with my friend's housemate. He said that, it's not motivation that matters, but something else - it's self-entrepreneurship that counts. Well, I thought back about his words. Maybe they were right to some people. Maybe they don't work to some. To me? Heh I'm not too sure myself either. Sometimes I think, maybe I've been thinking too much until I couldn't work properly, creating a block that stops me from growing. That's why sometimes I wished I was a kid again, when I can make more mistakes just to learn more. I want to throw away the ego as an adult - but could I?

And once again, like it or not, I'm stuck on the crossroads once again. This time, between dreams and reality. I can choose both, and I've tried various ways to work it out, but well, not much of a result. Pressure got in the way - and pressure caught me on it.

Well, blogging has been part of my way of expressing myself - at least I still haven't abandon the keyboard to write my thoughts out though. I don't know where this can lead, but perhaps it may lead me somewhere. Maybe a Game Designer. Maybe a writer. Maybe a politician (which I better hope not). Maybe it could lead to the flying ship I always dreamed of, drifting among the clouds and travelling around the world. And well, after reading the Waiter's post, I'd christen that ship as "Kobayashi Maru". It may sound unlucky to some, but hey, I liked it.

Sigh. Now I looked back at my post. Boy I made something out of nothing again - something which I find hard to do most of the time. Gee I really feel better now. And to all the people who read this, I really thank you for your time to read this.

The Return Of The Fire Army

Heck, they are back.

Couple of months ago, my room was infested with these red ants. I don't know how the heck they got up my 11th floor apartment, but - it's a FRIGGIN' LIVING HELL.

They lurked in the cracks among the floor tiles, they crawled all over the place, and worse, they BITE me everytime they find their way up my skin. My toes were their favorite victims, and I sweared and cursed them whenever I picked them out from my poor toe and smashed/squeezed/impaled/crush them to death. And they like to crawl up my table, which I have to BANG BANG BANG smash them out and tick them off (and I don't know how the HELL they can still walk out of it).

Then, I had enough. After a few weeks, I finally brought a bottle of pesticide from home. It's not the kind of common pesticides you find out there, like Sheildtox or sort - in fact I have no idea where my family got that from, and they said it's freaking POISONOUS (though strangely it smells kinda organic, sniff sniff). Anyway it's contained inside one of those plastic sprinkle bottles, and all I need to do is just to spray that on the ants' favorite routes. And WOW after that, they are officially gone.

And then... few weeks had passed without the bites...

Today, I was sitting on one of my stools, when suddenly I noticed one of those long-time-no-see ants crawling up my leg. I was like, "What the -"

Eventually I went looking around, and to my disappointment - they're back. And this time they were residing at a hole near the corner of my room, just next to the balcony. To make things frustrating, the ants came from the level below, which I assume it's got something to do with those guys below (another bunch of foreign students from the Middle East, whom loved booming up their speakers in full bass). Whaddaheck.

I took out the sprinkle bottle from the storeroom, then sprayed a heavy dose on the nest. Then I searched for their trail inside my apartment, and continued on until there's no sign of them. Couple of minutes later, I see corpses everywhere around the hole.

Dang, why do I have to kill them everytime? Can't they just give me a break and spawn somewhere else? Sigh.

The Unite 2006 Disaster

Unite 2006 was held yesterday night but I didn't attend it (not feeling like it actually, thanks to the presence of ahemDrMcoughcough). Today I checked my Y!M to find plenty of offline messages which were online rants about Unite, and after reading them I was grateful I didn't pay the blood-coughing RM89 to attend it. Hurrah for my RM3.80 dinner in FCM Mamak !!!

Anyway, here's some links for the Unite rants :-

Cari.com Forums

SRC Cyber Forums

Short Notice

- Another blog Lampe Berger Help has joined the fight with Anti Lampe Berger to bring those guys down ! I say way to go !

- DANGIT my ear infection strikes back again !!! Last Sunday I thought the cut has already recovered and took down the bandage, but a few days ago I can feel the infection coming back again, then... yesterday morning while I was Sudoku-ing, the cut opened up by itself and pus + blood mixture started to leak out - and I didn't realize it until I felt something wet on me and I looked down... Now I have to cover it up again...

- Friend got into accident - have to help out. Now I realize how DANGEROUS the traffic junction near HSBC was. Pratically some of the lights were out of order, and the street was dark thanks to the malfunctioned streetlights at that area. Cyberjaya PLEASE DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!!

-Thanks to that incident I'm now drowsy all over, and can't continue on with my assignment. Feeling sorry towards my teammate, and I promised I will be in charge of the report tomorrow. Dangit too tired now. BED !!!

[EDIT: Oh and nearly forgot... HURRAH TO THE DOWNFALL OF THE HALF-BUILT BRIDGE !!!]

Messed-Up

Once again, I fell into that messed-up state which I've always been fighting to get out from. Inefficient. Unfocused. Demotivated. And even worse, all of them contributed to guilt.

Efficiency's dangerously low recently, and I've been trying all sorts of ways to drive me to work harder, but with no avail. I've been trying hard NOT to give any excuses to myself, but in the end I can't even explain certain things or events to myself. Who or what I have to blame on? None other than myself being so incompetent.

I remembered the session I had with my own academic advisor last semester (FYI every MMU student has to attend to it - or rather, threatened in order to do it), and well I've explained the problems I was facing in the course, and things that I failed to catch up with - like for example, I'm not quite the type of guy who has the talent to program anything decent, and how my many attempts to understand the fundamentals of programming didn't work out as I expected.

After hearing out what I have to say, she gave me a piece of advice :-

"Don't try to force yourself into doing it - instead, treat it like it's your own choice, your own decision that you've made."

I thought back of those words. Sometimes I don't even know whether I didn't push myself enough, or I've forced myself to excel too much that I've to give up in the end.

I'm taking 4 subjects this semester, and I'm facing problems with 2 of them, and adding to the sad part, I'm actually retaking those 2 this semester because I wasn't doing well the last time I took them. To make things worse, to me those 2 subjects are affecting my other 2 subjects which I loved - and they are games-design-related. Seems like I have to make a very difficult choice between making games and academics.

Blah. Totally messed up. But seems like I'm not the only one who messed up big time...

Friend of mine forwarded this while I was blogging this post. Felt like yelling in the ears of those UN e-Diots (Electronic Age Idiots):-

"WHO ARE YOU TO INTERFERE WITH OUR HISTORICAL CULTURE THAT'S ALREADY BEEN THERE FOR CENTURIES, YOU HORRIBLE SUNOFTHEBEACHES ?! 'JIAK PAU BOH SI DIAM GOYANG KAKI KOMPLEN KAKI BUSUK' NOTHING MUCH TO DO ISIT ?!" F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F F F F F BIG GIANT F YOU !!! IF IT WASN'T FOR TRADITIONAL CHINESE, OUR CHINESE CULTURE HAS ALREADY DIED OUT LONG AGO, YOU UNGRATEFUL BUNCH OF HIGH-PAY-LOW-INTELLIGENCE E-DIOTS !!!"

Damn. At least I feel better now. My destructive inspiration always kick in whenever I have something to shoot on. Need to start working on my next assignment now. Will blog to shoot next time.

MLM Blues Again...

I woke up, moved in front of my PC, and found a forwarded link left by "Chim Yeh". Interesting. *click*

Upon sight, that left me ponder for a few minutes. I remembered when I still in S'pore and before enrolling into MMU, I nearly ate the psychological bait of another MLM company, but fortunately my family managed to make me realize the harsh reality behind the sweet fancy candy-like words. Dad owns a small network marketing company as well (it is running in a much more minor scale nowadays, since he's focusing more on the silkscreen-printing business now), and from all these years of hard work, he wasn't focusing on the profits, but he wanted to help people out with the health and hygiene products he's selling. And he gained more than just profits - it was friendship and respect that really counts into his success.

After some time I've entered into MMU (maybe less than a year or so), I had friends who participated in MLM schemes as well - LB, Goldquest etc. - and they will go around spreading the 'Word of Good' to their friends - and of course, that includes me. As usual, they will arrange some time when I'm free to meet me, trying to estimate my financial situations of the future (buy house buy car go vacation give parent money blahblahblahblah), then they will start introducing their MLM scheme to me, blahblahblahblahblahblahblah. And of course, as I've learned my mistakes earlier in the past, and I turned all their offers down, one by one - along with a message to make my stand that I'm NOT interested in it (my way of telling them not to bother me with that in the future), and sometimes telling them what my Dad has (heheh).

Of course, it's not easy as it seemed for my friends who were in it. I had a friend who nearly got into financial troubles just because he wanted to join Lampe Berger. He took out 1k+ out of his savings, and I think some from his student loan (NO JOKE) to pay up for that RM2350 franchisee level. I still remembered the moment where me and a friend of mine tried to talk him out of this MLM business, but he still insists to go on with it. Then after some time, I heard that he pulled out of it, which pratically mean that his investment (time and money) has all gone to nothing, but at least for now he got away from all the troubles he might have faced now - and to a new life playing Magic: the Gathering. Recently I heard his upline (a friend of ours as well) has withdrawn from the scheme, and she too was relieved that she was out of it.

Well, there's no such thing as quick income - the only thing that counts is hard work. I'm glad my friends finally understood the fangs behind the sweet talking, even though they have to learn it the hard way.

And I've a message to them LB members, especially those guys on top:

You guys have done more harm than good to the people. Your money comes from the hands of those people who struggled with sweat and bitter tears. Remember THAT when you guys meet your downfall.

POPPED

1 down, 2 more to go...

I was referring to the 3 cysts I have on my right year for years.

Recently one of them was infected, and the inflammation was so serious that my Mum, upon first sight last Saturday, yelled at me for not telling her about that.

Immediately that afternoon, I arranged an appointment in a clinic nearby Cless' home in PJ. Doc's diagnosis was exactly what I found out on the Net - apparently they were sebaceous cysts, and they were the kind of pain-in-the-butt where it's best to be left alone, as currently the most convenient way to remove it is via surgery, and ONLY if it's infected.

Anyway, Doc inscribed a couple of antibiotics, some painkillers and the usual type of skin lotion with the label 'POISON' on top of it's vessel, and he says that I'd need to return in a couple of days (NOTE: Monday, but fortunately I only had class during the afternoon) for SURGERY.

I wasn't SCARED when he said that - in fact I was very glad to hear that. The thought of the removal of that annoying piece of tickling flesh comforts me so much that it easily overwhelm the thought of enduring the pain during surgery.

Anyways, after a couple of days of awful-tasting antibiotics and painkillers which I strangely found it appealing (???), I was back in the clinic Monday morning for the HIGHLIGHT event. So, first he sterilized my ear, then he applied anaesthetics on it merely by PIERCING the syringe into my earcup (OUCH). But hell it was really working, as I didn't realize he had already cut through the infected skin to let that annoying pus + blood fluid mixture out.

Apparently Doc's preparations weren't quite enough - he should've place some cotton bud around my ear to keep the foul fluid from flowing everywhere. Within that instant, some of the fluid went into my earhole, and some trickled downward along my face and then my upper lip - good thing I closed my mouth in time.

Doc compressed the infection slightly to squeeze the remaining pus out, and then he proceeded to cut out the membrane within - and the cyst that was stuck on it. After some click-clicks from the surgery cutter, he picked up the piece of membrane witha tweezer and then showed it to me (and Dad who was beside). Well, it was BLOODY, and Doc used another tweezer to pick out the cyst stuck within. The moment I saw it, I cursed and laughed at it with my silent thoughts : "Dangit, you're tortured me for years, now you're outta my ear MWAHAHA !!!"

Anyway, after some patching up and so, Doc instructed that I'd come back within a couple of days to get a new dressing, and he gave me some extra supplies of the usual awful-tasting antibiotics.

Well, it didn't quite hurt until the anaesthetics started to wear off during my trip back to Cyberjaya - and boy, it hurts for that while. Well strangely I didn't take any painkillers for that, and within that day the pain was gone. But the real 'pain' kicked in later - there's nothing I can eat in Cyberjaya !!! I survived that day with some honeydew and a GIANT mug of watermelon juice.

Anyway, the next day, I returned to the clinic for the redressing,, and I he says that I've to do the next few redressings on my own, so he inscripted a huge bottle of disinfectants for me to clean up the opening. And also it appears that the fluid that went into my earhole earlier started to take it's toll. As it was partly composed of blood, it dried up and a blood clog formed inside my ear - and it seems that some of it formed on my eardrum. So I had some trouble when I started to belch. Anyway after the dressing, I told Doc about my new problem and well, I got some 'eardrops' to clear out the clog.

Anyway I got home, and I can tell you that eardrops are not something to be messed with. The moment those went into my ear, it was so dreadfully painful my eyes started to tear. But it did a great job of clearing out the clogs though.

Sigh, seems like it'll take some time before I can really enjoy my meals now. =(

In Case You're Wondering...

Hear that sound that played whenever you load up my page ? Don't be surprised - that pun was intentional. Got that sound file from StarCraft. :P [P/S If you want to hear it again, just reload the page...]

Anyway, this week I'm going back to campus unusually late - thanks to something I need to attend to. Will blog about 'it' after I return to Cyberia... :P

Am I like that?

Your Blogging Type Is the Private Performer

Your blog is your stage - with your visitors your adoring fans. At least, that's how you write with your witty one liners. And while you like attention, you value your privacy. You're likely to have an anonymous blog - or turn off comments.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

You Should Be a Science Fiction Writer

Your ideas are very strange, and people often wonder what planet you're from. And while you may have some problems being "normal," you'll have no problems writing sci-fi. Whether it's epic films, important novels, or vivid comics... Your own little universe could leave an important mark on the world!

What Type of Writer Should You Be?

You Are Internal - Realist - Empowered

You feel your life is controlled internally. If you want something, you make it happen. You don't wait around for things to go your way. You value your independence and don't like others to have control. You are a realist when it comes to luck. You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random. You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you... But you do your best to try to make your own luck. You have a good deal of power, but you also know the pecking order. You realize that working the system does get you further. You know who to defer to and who to control. When it comes to the game of life, you play things flawlessly.

The Three Dimension Luck and Power Test

You Are a Prophet Soul

You are a gentle soul, with good intentions toward everyone. Selfless and kind, you have great faith in people. Sometimes this faith can lead to disappoinment in the long run. No matter what, you deal with everything in a calm and balanced way. You are a good interpreter, very sensitive, intuitive, caring, and gentle. Concerned about the world, you are good at predicting people's feelings. A seeker of wisdom, you are a life long learner looking for purpose and meaning. You are a great thinker and communicator, but not necessarily a doer. Souls you are most compatible with: Bright Star Soul and Dreaming Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

Your Life Path Number is 5

Your purpose in life is to life freely and collect experiences. You love life - new adventures, new people, new ideas. You are very curious, and you crave novelty in all forms. You tend to make friends easily, and you enjoy the company of all types of people. In love, you are fun and even a bit intoxicating. But you won't stick around for long. You are impulsive and spontaneous - which sometimes leads you to do things you regret. Sometimes you can be overindulgent with food, sex, or drugs. You have many talents, so many that you are often scattered and unfocused.

What Is Your Life Path Number?

You Are 64% Open Minded

You are a very open minded person, but you're also well grounded. Tolerant and flexible, you appreciate most lifestyles and viewpoints. But you also know where you stand firm, and you can draw that line. You're open to considering every possibility - but in the end, you stand true to yourself.

How Open Minded Are You?

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

How You Life Your Life

You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside. You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think. You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences. Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don't let it get you down.

How Do You Live Your Life?

Your Inner Child Is Scared

Like a kid, you tend to shy away from new experiences. You prefer what's tried and true - novelty is scary! New foods, new places, and new friends are difficult for you to deal with. Some say you're predictable, but you enjoy being comfortable.

How Is Your Inner Child?

Arty Kid

Whether you were a drama freak or an emo poet, you definitely were expressive and unique. You're probably a little less weird these days - but even more talented!

Who Were You In High School?

You Are Sunshine

Soothing and calm You are often held up by others as the ideal But too much of you, and they'll get burned You are best known for: your warmth Your dominant state: connecting

What Type of Weather Are You?

Your Birthdate: February 7

You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy. And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you. Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights. You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice! Your strength: Your self sufficiency Your weakness: You despise authority Your power color: Maroon Your power symbol: Hammer Your power month: July

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Your Luck Quotient: 59%

You have an average luck quotient. There's been times when you've been extremely lucky... but also times when you've been very unlucky. You probably know that you can make your own luck in life, if you're open to it. So listen to your intuition as much as you can. It's right more often than you might expect.

How Lucky Are You?

Maybe.