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 !!!