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The OC

2011-08-24T19:55:00.004+08:00

It's been so long that I forgot that there used to be an awesome show called The OC long long ago back in the day. It was friggin awesome show.

We've been on the run, driving in the sun, lookin' out for number one, California here we come~

Oh god I miss this show. I remember the first time I watched it. I saw a box set sitting on the table one night, and found out that my sister had borrowed a new show from her friend called The OC. Sounds dumb, I thought. Who knew a newfound love and adoration for a television series started there and then itself.

Okay so it didn't start with intrigue or curiosity, I can tell you that. It started with boredom and the lack of studying for PMR. I used to stay up late to 'study' for the impending doom (or so I thought it was, as I always assume for upcoming exams) that was PMR. The prospect of death and massacre whilst attempting the exam didn't scare me as much as I thought it would because I managed to squeeze some reading and tv watching during those 'study' hours. And when I say some, I mean a lot.

I started reading the Shopaholic series during my 'study' time. That was only because I had no other books to read in the house except for the (tons of) motivational books ('Who Moved My Cheese?' anyone?) my dad kept upstairs and the the books my sister had. So obviously I chose the latter.

Then came The OC. Ah. The OC. Once I started I couldn't stop. I watched at least three episodes per night. Two seasons. Oh the joy.

The show started off quite well, with Ryan Atwood the bad boy brought to a new town he was most unaccustomed to, by his lawyer, when Ryan gets into trouble. When Ryan's family leaves home without him his lawyer, Sandy Cohen decides to take him in. Ryan, while being smart and grateful to the Cohens for their hospitality and kindness just can't help but get into trouble. He frequently drags the Cohens' son Seth into his issues mostly because Seth pretty much an asshole who can't shut up to save his life. Despite his track record, Ryan's an awesome guy. He's nice to Seth; they become best friends (obviously). A lot of typical high-class society drama comes up in the show as expected of these kinds of shows but they weren't so bad. I mean the town bully who was the girl-next-door Marissa Cooper's boyfried (typical) found out that his dad was gay (atypical). Looool. The show was so awesome.

And I can't remember why I stopped watching it. I should go get the box sets. <3

Update

2011-08-01T20:26:00.003+08:00

I'm finally going back to music class tomorrow after three weeks of not going. I'm so excited. The only thing I'm worried about is that I haven't been practising so... :S But that's never stopped me from having fun. We'll be preparing for our Navarathri performance this coming September. I checked the date and guess whaaaaat? Navarathri is after my finals. Yaaaaaaaays! :D:D I'll get to follow my teacher for all the performances like last year. There's nothing like a spiritual experience everyday to get you through a religious celebration.

Anyway after the online quiz that's due tomorrow I'm free for two weeks. No tests, no assignments, nothing. Nada. I felt a wave of relief passing through me as I submitted my assignment today. But when I handed it in to the officer in charge of collecting the assignments she told me that the lecturer forgot to mention that we are required to submit a soft copy of the assignment. So that means more work. Must submit on Thursday to him. Sigh.

But still. I'm not gonna let that put a damper on my spirits. This week's week ten. That means the bar list will be coming out next week. Which means I have till the end of the week to make sure I don't get barred from the exams. Which pretty much might happen because...well...my attendance leaves much to be desired, namely the attendance itself.

Well now I'm stressed all over again.

Damn it.

Education is wasted on today's kids

2011-07-26T21:57:00.002+08:00

Jordan did a good job at pissing me off today. Zomg la. The kid's thirteen and he's still confused by division and multiplication problem questions.

Kids nowadays are too smart for their own good.

Me: Jordan, 10 apples cost RM50. How much does one apple cost?

Jordan: *laughs like a maniac* So expensive ah one apple?

=.=

Me: 10 pencils cost RM20

Jordan: *bursts out laughing*

Me: Fine. 10 multi-functional pens (red, blue, black pens and a pencil all in one) cost RM20

Jordan: That's too cheap! Haahahahaaahaha!

Motherf-

Me: Jordan, 10 books cost RM30. How much does one book cost?

Jordan: Well, that would depend on what book it is.

Good god.

Me: FINE. 10 laptops RM10,000. Is that reasonable enough for you?

Jordan: Well that would depend. A Toshiba laptop would cost RM2500.

And then I choke him to death.

The end.

No more god damn pie.

Flash Forward is a dumb show that should have been cancelled the moment the script was finalised

2011-07-21T00:45:00.006+08:00

I was just looking through the videos I have on my computer and I can't believe I still have Flash Forward, that piece of crap, rotting away in My Videos.

You know what a piece of crap Flash Forward is? Let me show you.

*SPOILERS AHEAD*

The first episode was kind of good actually. I was really intrigued with the idea that the whole world blacked out for about two minutes and saw what they thought was their future.

Also the part where they checked the security camera in that stadium where everyone was blacked out BUT THIS ONE GUY WHO WAS JUST WALKING AROUND. Like woaaaaaah! I shriveled at that part. Zomg orgasmic.

The first episode ended with them looking at the computer screen saying "Who the hell is that? An why are they awake?" TEN-TEN-TEN-TENNNNNN!

There's nothing like a good conspiracy theory. They suspected that he was involved in the planning of the black out. Yes they started assuming the possibility of an arranged operation in the works.

Anyway, as the show proceeded into the later episodes the plot thickened.

Dead birds. Oooh creepy.

I stepped into my "Oh-give-me-a-break" mode then and there itself. But I thought that I shouldn't be so quick to judge. There's bound to be an explanation and a consequence to that part. There was.

Big tall structure in the middle of Somalia. Thousands of birds flocking towards it and all drop dead.

THE CREATORS OF THE SHOW TRIED TO MIND FUCK WITH US.

It all went downhill from there. I couldn't take the show seriously anymore.

Episode four was quite good though. Aside from the fact that Dimitri took the entire team on a wild goose chase to god knows where and found nothing but some dude carrying drugs. That would have been a valuable plot for, I dunno, Law and Order maybe? But let's forget the fact that episode four was probably made to stall the audience from focusing on the real plot of the story because the Mosaic team accomplished nothing but wastage of thousands of dollars of taxpayers money. Look at me, talking like an American. What the hell, I'm straying from my point. Now I'm talking like a Malaysian lawyer. Whooooop. Lol.

Anyway I was saying why episode four was so good. Because of Bryce and Olivia's latest case, a man who survived a bus crash and felt no stress response. So kool. Like something off Grey's Anatomy or or ER or something. But that's all.

Ooh the introduction of a new character, Alda Hertzog. That was unforseen. I mean. They practically nabbed a pedestrian and starting asking her "What do you know about the black out?" Dumbasses. Alda, the bitch, told them "You're wasting your energy on what caused the black out, who's responsible. You're ignoring the most profound question of all: Why?"

AH-HAH! TAKE THAT BITCHES.

And then she started blurting out these Sufi parables. Who the fuck was this lady? WHY was the black out caused it seems. More questions.

At this point I nearly gave up watching this dumb show. And I was only in episode four.

And then that motherfucker with the bloody British accent (who had a vision that he slept with Olivia, which he eventually did because the both of them decided that they couldn't fight "Fate") had to get a call from that guy from the LOTR movies saying that they were responsible for the black out.

JENG JENG JENG

This pretty much went out till the end of the series where, honestly speaking, bias aside, no questions were answered.

- The viewers found out about a double agent working in Mosaic.

- The double agent had a contact who made it look like there was something really huge going down (of course she had to, the creators of the show might have been grasping at straws for anything that would keep audeince viewing) that she, the double agent couldn't know about because she wasn't high level yet.

- Then they were attacked by Chinese dudes who came out of nowhere.

- The double agent was actually a triple agent. Yow-za.

And there was another black out.

I am NOT kidding.

And the show got cancelled. Go figure.

And then Joseph Fiennes had the gall to say they were going somewhere with the show its just that it was taking just a little while to unravel. Yeah right. They probably didn't even know where they were going with it.

Such a dumb show.

Oh well at least there's pie.

The God's honest truth

2011-07-13T22:06:00.002+08:00

I'm tired. And that's the God's honest truth, as Mrs Naugatuck from the television series Maude would say. I honestly don't have enough energy to sit and study throughout the night. I'm so tired.

Guess who screwed up his second chance at the Online Exercise he didn't manage to do last week? Me. Oh and the other guy's Shu. He and I both screwed it up. According to him, and I agree, it's not actually our fault, so to speak. Because right, the lecturer didn't post up the password we needed to log into the quiz. But to be fair if we hadn't attempted the quiz at the last minute (for the second time) we'd have been able to notify the lecturer. Shu said Dr Yong sounded angry when he called Dr Yong to explain our little situation. Aiks.

Anyway, tomorrow's the mock cheque presensentation ceremony for the Actuary Today event and the emcee for the ceremony is none other than yours truly. I can only say this. Thank the good lord that Mr David's tutorial classes end at 6 and therefore the test will only start at 6 and the event ends at like 1. So I do have time to study.

Ah but then. I have the do the fourth online test. And study for Loss Models. And prepare for the event. And this weekend I have to spend studying for Risk Management next Tuesday. Speaking of the dreaded subject...

Mr William Sue was very...interesting in class today. He kept asking me questions. And at one point he sorta knew I wasn't paying attention and he was very nice about it. But then he asked me for details regarding the test and I didn't know so he deduced that I didn't attend his lecture yesterday. Which is true. I'd have defended myself and said that I did attend but he knew my name what the hell. He said somebody signed for me. Or maybe he thinks I'm some other indian guy. Who the hell knows. But he was very nice. I'm definitely giving him a good review in the survey this semester.

Or...

Oh god. Maybe he saw my Welcome to Hellmouth post. Oh my god.

An epiphany

2011-07-12T02:43:00.003+08:00

I must be doing this whole studying thing wrongly. I just had an epiphany. Thank you Facebook for your news feed.

I noticed a comment made by one of the brainiacs in my batch. Apparently during the break in a two-hour lecture, one should study what the lecturer will be covering in the remaining part of the lecture.

This was news to me.

It still is. I'm reeling from the shock of it.

Who knew? I always spent my breaks eating, sleeping, wasting away, talking, and at best reviewing what was taught in the first hour of the lecture. Actually I don't think I've ever done that. Who knew that this small, tiny, minute act during the five minute break represents the very reason that there exists a vast ocean of knowledge and understanding between the brainiacs and me. This might be the answer to all my prayers. This might be the key to grasping all that I've either been unable to grasp or...well...been unable to grasp.

I can see it now. I will be one of them some day. All it takes is five minutes. Five little itty bitty minutes of glancing at the notes during the break to see what's going to be taught next.

Well that and the humongous load of studying that I need to do late into the night. The number of hours I need to put in. The amount of sleep I'd have to give up. The life I'd have to let go of. The number of lunches I'd have to skip to do tutorials.

Oh god that does it. I can't give up food. No siree. Sorry big leagues, I'm too small for ya.

As if I had any chance.

FML

The latest update on my awesome life

2011-07-11T19:53:00.004+08:00

I'm dying from the workload. I have an assignment due in two weeks. I'm supposed to have submitted my part of the assignment...last Thursday. But I somehow managed to extend it to tonight. The thing is I really couldn't afford to focus on that when I had an online test that was due on Friday. And I sorta forgot to do the assignment. Hehe. But luckily our awesome group leader Kok Kin told us to submit it to him during the weekend. Which I didn't because I had the Survival Models test this morning. So the whole weekend I spent studying for Survival Models. I only studied Chapter 1 and 2 what the hell. It took me so long to understand the whole thing. The test covered Chapters One through Four. So yeah. But the test wasn't so bad. If I'd been sure of what I'd been doing during the test then I'd probably have been able to do averagely. But yeah we'll see what happens.

Anyway.

Yeah the test I was supposed to do on Friday right? Well an inconvenient (but I can't complain really) thing happened. The test was closing at 11.55pm. I logged in at 10.50pm. Hoping to have an hour to complete the quiz, I logged in and saw the timer give me under five minutes to finish. Shu logged in a little later and got about three minutes. LOL. The timer was screwed up. It was an hour faster than the actual time. So Shu and I just watched the timer count down together (on the phone) second by second, until it reached zero hour and closed the quiz. So we immediately emailed Dr Yong so he'd know. Which brings me to my next point.

Dr Yong reset the quiz for us. It's due tomorrow. So. Let's recap. I have an assignment due for submission to my group leader tonight, last week's Loss Models online test due tomorrow, Portfolio Management Mid Term on Thursday evening, this week's Loss Models online test due Thursday night, and Loss Models Test 1 on Friday morning. FML anyone? There's plenty going around UTAR Actuarial Science students' lives.

Meanwhile we have people like Joanna (whom I have to say I miss terribly because the lack of her presence and unique swagger has caused somewhat of a void in my life at uni) who get to laze around and FB at work. =.=

Omg am I gonna make this daily updates thing a habit?

2011-07-06T15:33:00.004+08:00

I'm actually finding time to blog about my day. I guess I'm recovering well from my recent bout of despondency. A little too well I think. Ellana and I played spies in the library today. Okay, I played spy in the library today. It was a simple reconnaissance mission. Someone had stolen the Financial Economics study manual from the shelf and was perusing it conspicuously at the back of the library. Hah! Little did he know that he was being watched. *evil-fighting-super sleuth eye*

Anyway I don't have much time to blog because I'm having tuition at 4.30.

Oh my god I never knew anyone who's eviler than the Survival Models lecturer la. She was so evil. She decided that torturing students with an additional test on top of the TWO tests (THREE for some) they are gonna have next week was the lesser evil compared to torturing students with FIVE tests in the following week. Well it is. But she didn't have to torture us right? She could have had the test on Friday or something. But no. She "doesn't work" on Fridays. She could have the test in Week 9. But no. "There's an event on Monday, Week 9 and most of the students in the lecture class are involved in the event." She could have it on Wednesday, Week 9. But no. She "won't have any time to mark the papers before the next test" it seems. The next test is on Week 12 by the way. Seeing how she "doesn't work" on Fridays you'd think she'd utilise her weekend properly right? Well she doesn't think so. We suggested Saturday but all we got was a plain and simple "No". So now I regret not studying ANYTHING the past two nights because Loss Models is a killer and I know nothing about Portfolio Management to grant me a chance to attempt any of the questions in the Mid Term. Die la.

Urgh. Oh well. As Jordan's said before. At least there's pie. I dunno what that means. But the fact that pie exists should provide some comfort for those who are faced with the impending doom that is Loss Models, Portfolio Management, and Survival Models, the Mid Term trifecta for academically induced misery.

Kill me now. That's not the worst thing. When I entered Life Contingencies I tutorial, I realised that I'd better start finding religion and fast because this course aint getting any easier. It's going in the other direction, at maximum speed. Let me show you what Life Contingencies is all about. I shall relate it to a simple equation:

y = x + 2

This equation is far too simple to draw conclusions from. Let us expand this using (mind you, NOT RANDOM) numbers which we should know must be used to get the expected result.

y + 4 = x + 2 + 4

y + 4 -15 = x + 2 + 4 - 15

-z + y + 4 - 15 = -z + x + 2 + 4 - 15

-z + y -9 = -z + x - 6

-z + y = -z + x + 3

Now that you've brought another variable into the picture we need to solve that first.

Using some simple formula that you'd probably never guessed you could have used you get:

z = x + a + b - 7 + u

Oh look. We don't know the values of a, b, and u. Let's expand that shall we?

-5 + z = -5 + x + a + b - 7 + u

-5 + z = -12 + x + a + b + u

And from some formula stated in the footnote of the appendix in page 789 of the textbook, you'll realise that in fact x - 12 = a + b. So:

-5 + z = 2 (a + b) + u

And using the formula on page 231 of the textbook and through careful observation of the time diagram you'll see that 2 (a + b) + u = 0. So:

z = 5

But that's not your answer. You still have x and y to find.

-z + y = -z + x + 3

If you had a keen eye, you'd have realised that in the lecture notes the lecturer has included the fact that z and y can be related. So, through a series of simultaneously solved equations involving formulas that we can find on page 576 of the textbook, we can solve to get x and consequently y.

x = 0.33429095859

y= 78.4459003882

Let this be a warning to those who would like to do the course.

I'm gonna blog about my life now zomg

2011-07-05T22:01:00.006+08:00

Today was quite an awesome day. My mood has been considerably lifted.

First thing in the morning I had class. Ahhhhhh you know, sangeetham class in the morning really makes your day go so well. When I woke up this morning I think i stretched the wrong way or something (I don't really know how these things happen) but my back suddenly started aching. It was aching up until the time I went for class. When I sat down and started singing, mysteriously and miraculously the pain disappeared. This just shows. It shows. That music tames the savage muscle.

I learned this awesomely fabulous song I've been waiting to learn for sooooo long: Shobillu Sabthaswara by Tyagaraja. It's a fucking awesome song I tell you.

This is the best version I can find. I was so excited to learn this song last time. I waited for months and months for my teacher to teach me and my group this song. Then the moment I left the group (long story) my teacher decided to teach them the song. Arghhhh. That made me depressed. So yeah.

Anyhow my teacher's taught me the song. Actually part of it, but who cares. I'm learning Shobillu Sabthaswara. Muahahahah.

After class I headed straight to uni for class. I felt so studious today because I actually attended Loss Models tutorial and Risk Management lecture. Loss Models tutorial was so good because I finally figured out how to use the darned calculator and I have pretty much a good idea of what's gonna come out for the Mid-Term so whoop-tee-dee for me.

Risk Management was Risk Management. With William Sue being all likeable. I decided that I'm gonna give him a good review in the student survey this semester. Who knew that he'd actually try to change his ways? I know, I couldn't imagine myself saying this too. But I am.

So after that I headed to TBR to have tea with Ellana and Muthu. Muthu's Ellana's brother. So it need not be said how entertained I was watching them communicate. I told them that even though everyone says how un-alike they are, they actually look pretty alike to me. But then again that might be because I already know they're related. My senses weird me out sometimes.

Speaking of the bloody place, TBR had a facelift today MUAHA-FUCKIN-HAHA. The fugly place finally got cleared. A clean up crew (must be DBKL, SWAT, Impossible Mission Force, or even the Men in Black for all I know; God knows the place's cleanliness is on DEFCON 1) was sent to tear down all the stalls. Nothing was spared, neither trees, pavement, nor cement structure (ESPECIALLY cement structure). I think it's safe to say that TBR has been successfully neutralised. I can eat in peace now. Qades must be sad now. He enjoyed his occasional found-in-TBR-only side dish of drain sludge.

Such a wonderful day don't you think? Most of my prayers were answered today. But that wasn't a good thing per se. Because when I went for tuition with this unbearable student whom I always curse, she fell down the stairs and broke her front tooth. I feel so bad for me. I'm so sad. I hate pain, whether or not it's inflicted on me or others. Believe it or not, I may hate anyone to death, but when they are hurt badly I can't take it and immediately feel sorry for them. I'm such a nice guy la.

Oh well. Then I came home and made dinner and cleaned up and all that. I'm quite tired. I'd like to rest. But I have Loss Models and Portfolio Management Mid Terms next week. And I have to do the Loss Models online test by this Friday. And I need to prepare my part for the Portfolio Assignment. Sigh, will work never cease?

The funniest shit ever

2011-07-04T20:52:00.005+08:00

A friend of mine posted this on Facebook just now:

"This year July has 5 Fridays 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays. This happens once every 823 years. This is called money bags. So copy this to your status and money will arrive within 4 days. Based on Chinese philosophy of Feng Shui. Those who read and do not copy will be without money. So let's all try our luck at this and see. It couldn't hurt.^^"

And the funniest shit is that someone commented:

"wanna join Bersih Rally?"

LOOOOOOOOL. So random. Made me sit in my seat and type "LOOOOOOL".

Actually it made me think. Wtf is up with all these kind of posts? Have you noticed that frequently we see people spreading info on stuff that seems to happen so rarely?

"Today the light bulbs in your house will blow at the same time. This only happens once in every 1002 years. This is a very lucky day. Spread this message and you'll get a surprise tomorrow."

"Today every leaf on a tree will have to same length. This only happens once in every 1145 years. This is a very lucky day. Spread this message and you'll get a surprise tomorrow."

"Today everyone on the street will not look at you in the eye. This only happens every day. Spread this message and your eye will turn black tomorrow."

"Today the Sun and the Moon are aligned. This only happens once every month. Spread this message and people will stare blankly at you. THIS only happens once every 545 years. Try it! What have you got to lose?"

Boring la.

My Life is back

2011-07-04T17:45:00.004+08:00

It's been five months.

Five painstakingly long months since I'd last used my Dell Notebook. I miss it to bits. To itsy bitsy tiny bits.

My baby's back. I took it to the repair centre on Saturday and collected it... today.

Shouldn't have procrastinated, now should I? Oh well, I have a feeling I will never learn my lesson when it comes to procrastination.

Any-fucking-way.

I missed my Music so much. I couldn't take it loading those music videos on YouTube when I was using my brother's laptop.

First song I listened to: Faithfully by the Glee Cast. Oh oh ohhhh.

Second song: Peace and Hate- The Submarines.

Now playing: Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap.

God I've missed my songs.

There was something wrong with the operating system so I had the guys reformat Stella. Yes my Notebook has a name. Respect yo'. Damn I don't know what's gotten into me.

Any-fucking-way.

I'm still installing and personalizing Stella to make her the perfect notebook she once wasn't but will now be. Wa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Now playing: Hey, Soul Sister- Train. I can't wait to listen to all the songs I haven't had the chance to listen to since my computer. I'm so excited. And you're gonna be part of my rapture.

"I knew when we collided, you're the one I have decided, who's one of my kind"

So you're probably wondering what the hell happened to Stella.

Now Playing: I Want You- Savage Garden

That'll have to wait because I have chores. BYE bitches.

My Life is back

2011-07-04T17:45:00.002+08:00

It's been five months.

Five painstaking long months since I'd last used my Dell Notebook. I miss it to bits. To itsy bitsy tiny bits.

My baby's back. I took it to the repair centre on Saturday and collected it... today.

Shouldn't have procrastinated, now should I? Oh well, I have a feeling I will never learn my lesson when it comes to procrastination.

Any-fucking-way.

I missed my Music so much. I couldn't take it loading those music videos on YouTube when I was using my brother's laptop.

First song I listened to: Faithfully by the Glee Cast. Oh oh ohhhh.

Second song: Peace and Hate- The Submarines.

Now playing: Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap.

God I've missed my songs.

There was something wrong with the operating system so I had the guys reformat Stella. Yes my Notebook has a name. Respect yo'. Damn I don't know what's gotten into me.

Any-fucking-way.

I'm still installing and personalizing Stella to make her the perfect notebook she once wasn't but will now be. Wa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Now playing: Hey, Soul Sister- Train. I can't wait to listen to all the songs I haven't had the chance to listen to since my computer. I'm so excited. And you're gonna be part of my rapture.

"I knew when we collided, you're the one I have decided, who's one of my kind"

So you're probably wondering what the hell happened to Stella.

Now Playing: I Want You- Savage Garden

That'll have to wait because I have chores. BYE bitches.

Alone

2011-07-01T19:58:00.002+08:00

I had a fabulous idea while I was starving in class today.

Pizza for dinner. Royal Masala with extra cheese from Pizza Hut. Ouh joy! The ultimate food orgasm.

It was the perfect plan. Nobody would be home tonight; I was gonna be alone. I'd order the pizza, sit cozily on my couch and just slowly eat my delicious meal. It sounded like an excellent plan in my head.

But, (yes there's a but, the ever recurring bane on my life) I can't. Apparently it's too unhealthy for me to eat pizza. So yes I'm suffering here in hunger.

This pizza represents everything else in my life that I've ever wanted: the so-called unattainables. You may call me crazy. But while you have your awesome dinner I'm sitting here in starvation and depression and quite frankly irritation. Oh and unsatisfaction (if there even is such a word; I can't summon the energy to find a suitable word).

Everything I ever want in life is just passing me by, throwing tomatoes at my face and mocking me. The people, the chances, the food. The food. Oh the food. The pain. It hurts too much to think that I can't have my pizza. Like I said, you may call me crazy. But you are obviously not a food lover if you do.

I live to eat. Food was the only thing in my life that stayed with me. The only thing that accompanied me as I wallowed in depression, and as I rejoiced in ecstasy. Nothing else gives me the same satisfaction as a sandwich does when I chew on it. Nothing.

Now even that has been taken away from me. I cannot vent. I cannot celebrate. Food is leaving me too. I am but one person and only one. (Don't laugh. That line sounded awesome in my head)

I am alone.

Attempt #1

2011-06-24T19:16:00.009+08:00

Let me try updating my blog with concrete posts. I mean, one concrete post, to start with.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you concrete.

Bah, I'm too lazy to put my thoughts into words.

Picture it...

2011-06-24T19:11:00.002+08:00

You reach home after a long day at uni and tuition.

You die.

Sucks doesn't it?

D-day.

2011-06-07T01:05:00.002+08:00

Eleven days and counting.

I hate this.

I'm old.

Ancient.

If people three years younger than me assume that I'm an "uncle" then what more can I say?

I'm old.

Dorian Gray, you're my only friend.

OMG KILL ME NOW

2011-06-07T00:59:00.003+08:00

Kill me la. I'm overcome by heat. From several sources. The weather, the people around me, and the weather. And the people around me. THE PEOPLE AROUND ME WTFFFFF.

Hot people should put in museums for people like me to stare at. But I guess that's what Facebook's for.

I'm gonna regret this post in the morning, when I'm sober.

Goodnight all yous beuatiful peoplesssssssss!

Indian, signing off.

Love, actually.

2011-03-29T19:22:00.007+08:00

Ah, love.

I shall never understand it. I mean I get it. I do feel it. But I will never understand in a "couply" love.

I love my dogs.

I love my friends.

I...er...love...my family...I guess.

But I don't get the whole issue about being couples. True, I did have a girlfriend before. She was my best friend. The person I could not live without. The person whom I had to talk to the whole day no matter what. I seriously did not have any other friends beside her. I did have friends but nobody that mattered as much. I did not have any close friends. She was the only person I wanted to talk to at that time.

That's something I believe I will never have with another person ever in my life. Because I already have that with my friends. Yes, I don't feel the same way about them as I did with my girlfriend, but I'm content with my friends. I don't see how I can love anyone else differently from the way I love my friends. Once I have friends whom I love as much, what's the point of having just one person to love that much?

My friend told me that its different because of the feeling that that one person is yours and nobody else's. But how can one have a best friend and another person whom you also call your best friend, and the only difference is the girlfriend/boyfriend is one whom you're physically attracted to. So then what's the point of having a best friend? I just don't get it.

Yes, I guess I'm over thinking. I just can't help but wonder whether having a partner is just something human beings are so accustomed to and moulded to accept so much so that not having a girlfriend or boyfriend is not a norm?

In my opinion, I don't need a physical relationship with a person. Probably because I'm a very private person so much so that I can't be my real self around others, even the bestest of my best friends. And there's also that whole...sex thing. Don't even get me started on my view on that. Two people, naked, exposed to each other, all vulnerable. Can you think of anything more embarrassing? O.O

Yes yes you're gonna think I'm weird. My defiance of the whole couple thing is probably full of fallacies.

Guys

If you have a girlfriend, then why do you have guy friends?

Because you need people like you as friends?

You need to do your usual guy stuff?

Why?

You can't play football with your girlfriend?

You can't play DotA with your girlfriends?

Why not get a boyfriend then you can do all the guy stuff with him?

Girls

If you have a boyfriend, then why do you have girl friends?

Because you need people like you as friends?

You need to do your usual girl stuff?

Why?

You can do your usual girl stuff with the guy whom you love so much?

He doesn't understand these things?

If he can't understand and you can't do these things with him then why be with him?

Why not get a girlfriend so that you can do all your girl stuff with her?

I want to do anything and everything with the person that I'm with because I believe in a package deal. I don't want to have a girlfriend (or boyfriend, I'm speaking for everyone here) who can't be my family and/ or friend. Why have a girlfriend or boyfriend when I can't spend each and every moment with him or her? What then, is the purpose of a relationship? For the continuity of life?

Honestly. Honestly. Seriously honest. If my girlfriend or boyfriend is unable to talk or interact with my group of friends and my family I will question what I'm actually doing with this person. This person is not able to even talk to the people I love most in life. Then what is this person to me? I might even decide to break up with the person because of this person. I've thought of this many times before. Hence, I believe that only the person I'm closest to can become my partner. But if the person is already my bestest best bestity best friend why should I take things to the next level? Relationships complicate things. I lost one best friend because we got into a relationship. I don't want to lose another friend.

Anyway, back to my question. What is the purpose of relationships? For the continuity of life? If you answer yes, then you've just succumbed to the norms of society. But that's not wrong. I just believe that that isn't the only answer.

If I've offended anyone by my words or thoughts in this post I'm sorry. If I've given anyone second thoughts about the relationship they're in now (I'm just taking into account the fact that it could happen, because I'm just that awesome) then I'm sorry but that was not my intention. If anyone feels the need to tell me that I'm wrong, please do tell me. I'm open to arguments. You're not wrong, and I'm not right. :) I just believe that yours isn't the only answer.

The Weekend

2011-03-29T18:19:00.002+08:00

I realise that I'm not as active a blogger as I used to be.

This morning to was speaking to Airlacks and when he told me to check his blog for a reference he made to something, I did a double take. Just because I stopped blogging, I assumed that everyone else did too.

I was wrong. Though most of my friends don't blog anymore due to jam-packed timetables (which is one of the reasons I stopped), some still find the time to. And this made me realise that the reason I started blogging in the first place was out of interest, not because I was free. So here I am once more, with the interest to blog again.

So yes! I had a pretty eventful weekend. Tuition notwithstanding of course. I do consider my classes as part of my "life". So honestly, I am not lifeless. :D

Anyway! My week ended with lunch at TBR with Ellana of course. I think... When I think of how my week usually ends I always picture lunch with Ellana... I don't remember now but it'll come back to me. (Maybe this is why I decided to stop blogging: cos I can't recall half the things I actually want to blog about)

On to Saturday... damn. I forgot what happened. What the hell.

OH NOW I REMEMBER WHAT I DID ON FRIDAY.

Shimi came over to uni after my classes ended. She was going to take part in the Public Speaking competition organized by The Star. So I cancelled my tuitions for the day to help her out. She was fucking awesome. We finished and had dinner and she left at about 11-ish. Time well spent, I have to say, because the next day she made it to the finals. :)

AND REMEMBERING WHAT I DID ON FRIDAY HELPED ME REMEMBER WHAT I DID ON SATURDAY.

I had tuition in the morning with The Light Of My Life. His name is Jordan. On why he's The Light of My Life will have to wait for another post. Before tuition with him at 10am I decided to go to campus to use the computer lab. I have an assignment for Calculus which I haven't started. Yes. Present tense. Why have I still not started despite going to uni on Saturday? I met Joanna and Jerkins. XD

But I had to tear myself away from them to go for tuition at 10 but we decided to drop by Jerkins' place later after their classes so yeah. I went for tuition at The Light Of My Life's, taught him what animal and plant cells are for two hours and then left for campus once again to pick Joanna up to go to Jerkins' place.

Half an hour later, after nearly being mauled by his dogs, we sat in front of Jerkins' piano while he taught us how to play. After a while, we decided to go out to makan because Joanna had not had lunch and I sorta owed Jerkins for not letting him sleep that afternoon. =.=

So we sat in the mamak till like....6 and then I sent Joanna home and went back home. When I got home everyone was getting ready to go to my cousins' place at Shah Alam. Family tops everything else, well extended family at least, so I cancelled tuition that night. Muahahaha. I'm such an evil teacher. So yes I spent the rest of the night doing nothing actually. AJ dragged me out to some shop for a drink and made me pay. So yeah that was that. Got home at 1am.

SUNDAY

Class at 9am. It was the usual class at V-Kidz kindergarten.

It was a very HOT day. I got home after class at 1.30 and slept till 3.30. Got to my music class just in time at 4. Then when I reached home I was instructed to mow the lawn. And by the time I was done it was already 8.

I wasted away the whole night by not doing anything. :(

I have a quiz on Wednesday. :(

Financial Economics quiz. :(

Gonna fucking die on Wednesday. God save us all.

Black Swan

2011-03-24T02:16:00.004+08:00

I felt it. It was perfect.

ZOMG OR WHAT???

It is 2.30am and I have just finished watching Black Swan. I. Am. In. Awe.

Natalie Portman was fabulous as Nina, portraying a timid dancer who, despite her perfect techniques, just couldn't pull off the Black Swan. The transformation from Swan Queen to the Black Swan was awesomely-fantastically-beautiful as she finally conquered her fear of being cast away from the role by killing the only thing standing in her way: herself.

Kudos to Natalie Portman. You deserved the award for Best Actress.

Crackers and Oats

2011-03-22T20:44:00.003+08:00

I'm having cream crackers and oatmeal for dinner. It's worse than I thought.

My feelings are being channeled into the food that I eat.

This morning, to ease the pain, I had 2 gigantic tuna sandwiches from Subway. The crust of the parmesan oregano bread caressed my wet tongue; the soft tuna massaged by the crunchy lettuce, tomatoes, cucmbers, jalapenos, and peppers melted in my mouth; the mayo and mustard provided a combination of tastes that could send a shiver down the spine of only a food addict (such as myself). I was powerless to stop the explosion of flavours. Food orgasm.

That was joy. I felt better. And then I felt full. Go figure.

But now, Hopelessness.

The only consolation I have is the hazelnut cocoa spread on my crackers. Oh how wonderful. Not.

Lessons

2010-08-06T22:40:00.009+08:00

Let me teach all of you something I just recently learned.

For those of you who believe in karma, this will help you burn all your past karma.

For those of you who don't believe in karma, this will help you release all the feelings you've had towards people in the past or in the present.

But keep in mind that you need to mean all these things.

Step 1
Write this down (or in my case, for convenience, type it out)

I seek forgiveness:
1. From , for .
2.
3.
And so on. Trust me this will be a very very very long list. I'm already up to 64 things, and this is only for the past few days. Be very specific in what you're asking for. And it's okay to repeat the same person's name many times, with different reasons for asking for forgiveness.

Step 2
Once again, write this down (or in my case, for convenience, type it out)

I forgive:
1. , for .
2.
3.
And so on. You must include actions by those people whom you were offended by before but shrugged off. It's important because this will make you sure of the excess baggage you're trying to remove from yourself. Once again, be specific.

Now, you are ready to forgive and be forgiven. You should feel better about yourself after you've done this because you've come to terms with yourself and others, even though they don't know it. But you've already planted the seed of thought, that is, to be forgiven by them, and they will forgive you through their actions. It's the Law of Attraction at work.

And even if you don't believe in this, at least you've let your feelings out onto something solid which you can see clearly. You can see clearly where you stand and where others stand for you. This is a great step in forgiving others and forgiving yourself.

Accomplishment

2010-08-02T15:22:00.004+08:00

Yes! Finally done with Business Law assignment! Yay~

That feeling of accomplishment was quickly followed by a need to go home and sleep, therefore missing Business Law tutorial along the way. xD

I wanna thank a few people who helped in the completion of this assignment, for without them this assignment would have been left in my hands, and everyone knows how badly I can screw up. :)

Chin Yean - You were awesome at editing and compiling the Introduction, Body, and Conclusion of the assignment. It was awesome work.

Soon Teck - You were awesome at finding the journals from libraries and online resources and starting the whole assignment. It was awesome research.

Jia Hao - You were awesome at coming up with the two general questions which we eventually broke down further into three or four questions, and also at sporadically checking in on the progress of the assignment. It was awesome hearing from you every three or four days.

I-Jiao - You were awesome at staying out of our way and laying low until the day of submission itself. It was awesome nonparticipation.

and mostly thanks to:

Anna - You were awesome at reminding me about what to do, where to go, how to do, when to do, who to see, and helping me with the drafts of the interview questions and answers, and taking charge when things started getting haywire. It was just simply absolutely awesome.

Dr Roy - You were awesome at being the selected consumer for our interview, giving us answers that were simple to understand and remember and easy to write down, and being patient with our haphazardness. It was awesome respondent work.

and I would NOT like to thank:

The Lecturer - You were awesome at finding an impossible task. Let's hope you don't stop there and decide that this is too much of trouble for your future students. I assure you, they deserve to be punished as much as we did.

The Lawyer - You were simply awesome at not being found and contacted. You have awesome dependence issues.

Wow, a bloody Oscar speech. Well this assignment really got me worried for many weeks okay, despite all the avoiding and sleeping on which I managed to do with the work.

It's over. Let's hope we get an A. Gambateh.

Inhumanity

2010-08-01T14:07:00.002+08:00

I don't understand humans. I understand their carnivorous needs. I get that they like eating meat. I myself don't mind being a vegetarian, but I don't live in a conducive enough environment.

BUT what I don't understand is their evil exploitation of animals so the humans can get the best out of the animals.

I just read an email about how ducks are treated so get enhanced livers to make succulent foie gras. I think its despicable. The ducks are force fed so that their livers will become enlarged, leading to a "tastier" dish of foie gras. The ducks are literally held by their beaks and fed food through a metal pipe non stop. Non fucking stop. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE.

Can't they just rear these ducks and geese in a nice farm with a lot of land and ponds? Can't they let the animals roam free on the land? And then when you want to eat them, kill em la. You don't have to lock these poor animals up and torture them?

Why do humans treat animals like they mean nothing? We ARE NOT SUPERIOR, in contrast to what humans believe. One natural disaster is all it takes to destroy all our lives at one go. Just because we are better built, physically and mentally, we think that we are SUPERIOR to animals? We are not superior, and they are not inferior. We are just made different from them. We, like them, are unique in our own way.

We do not have the right to exploit the animal kingdom for our benefit.

Just last week I saw a snake, a huge ass snake, trying to cross the road to get the jungle opposite its own which was being torn down for *surprise, surprise* housing projects.

I live in Bukit Antarabangsa. More than a year ago, a big landslide caused damage to property, lives and great inconvenience to the residents. Since the incident in December 2008, they have not even finished properly sorting out the place. And they've already started building homes at the foot of the hill?! What happened to the loss of consumer confidence in the exclusive hillside housing area after the landslide? What happened to the refusal of banks to provide loans on houses in Bukit Antarabangsa? What happened to people being scared to live in such an area?

Boy, humans sure are resilient, I can tell you that.

Change

2010-07-31T00:22:00.005+08:00

I've come a long way. I really have. And that's something to be proud of. But:

When I look back at how I was when I left high school, I can't compare myself now with then. I was so different back then. Fresh out of school, naive, no idea what lies in store for me.

Now it's been a meager two years and I have changed so much. Maybe the term "changed" wouldn't do me justice. I've learned a lot I guess.

It's hard to believe that the people whom I used to have daily conversations with, those whom I used to depend on to get me out of boredom, are strangers to me now. I actually have to force a conversation between us. It's hard to believe.

I thought time was supposed to have healing properties. The separation we had should have been enough to grant us topics of conversation. Instead we are left in awkward moments where it's obvious we no longer have anything in common.

What is it about me that has changed so much? I don't know.

Firehouse

2010-07-26T22:23:00.007+08:00

Thank you Ellana for recommending Fireman (I really mean Fireproof) to me. It was a nice movie :D:D

Firehydrant is about a man named Caleb who's a total jerk to his wife. He demands respect, which she refuses to give unless he shows her some, which he doesn't. So yeah the wife files for divorce and Caleb tries to save their marriage through a 40-day experiment called The Love Dare.

What Caleb does isn't out-of-this-world, fun-TAS-tick stuff that leaves you in awe. No, in The Love Dare, he just does simple stuff that (for unromantic people like me) would seem like nothing. But the effect of the little actions is worth it, because as all cliched movies go, there is a happy ending. Go figure.

You need to watch it to appreciate the little things in life you do that matters to others. And also to know that marriage is hard fucking work.

And faith can also help pull you in the right direction because, really, who are we if we don't have a little faith in something?

Firestation is an awesome movie :D

Freedom

2010-07-22T02:22:00.003+08:00

Most of the time I look at other people and compare myself to them. When I do this I end up becoming depressed. Why? Because I compare what's good about their life that I wish was mine. This longing to have the life others have was stupid. People have been telling me that for years, but I never saw that logic.

See, I was brought up to compare myself to others. There was always a right way to do things and a wrong way to do things. There was always something wrong with people and there was always something right about them. Living in conditions like these I ended up looking at the world objectively, with a specific way of living that I knew I didn't and never would have.

This feeling was excess baggage for me, someone once told me. I was carrying all this with me that it shows up in the form of insecurities and, sad to say, a certain degree of fake. I was never truly myself; I played different characters depending on where and with whom I was. This isn't to say that I lost my identity, no. This story isn't as far fetched as that.

I became an insecure, indecisive, faker who was void of a backbone. I couldn't defend my own beliefs, because I had none. I couldn't make decisions on simple matters, because everything seemed to have a flaw in them. I was afraid to make a decision because I felt that I might have been wrong and worse, judged by others.

So basically, I never really appreciated the value of what I had in front of me. Friends, things, situations, chances, etc. There always seemed to be a better option which I did not have.

By posting this tonight, I am setting myself free. It will not be easy. Nineteen years of self deprecation is not an easy habit to get rid of. But I will try.

And I do appreciate everything that I have. For the fortunes that favour me, for the friends who accept me, and for the opportunities I have that others don't.

And at the risk of sounding absolutely cliche, I have this to say: I am me.

How awesome is Alexander The Greatest? lol.

2010-07-21T22:37:00.001+08:00

Un-awesome. He can't be awesome because he's The Greatest. Sudhan is and always will be the awesome one. :D

What do you want to know? Ask and you shall receive.

Do you think Shimi is awesome?

2010-07-18T19:48:00.001+08:00

Yeahhhh~~~soo very the awesomeee!

What do you want to know? Ask and you shall receive.

a llama or a camel?

2010-07-18T19:32:00.003+08:00

llama, definitely. way cooler

What do you want to know? Ask and you shall receive.

Got any grapes?

2010-07-18T19:32:00.001+08:00

Er no :|

What do you want to know? Ask and you shall receive.

Note to Mom.

2010-05-09T20:31:00.006+08:00

I wonder what it means if your mother cries out of disappointment on Mother's Day.

Could it be because of the extensive absence of her daughter from the household?

Could it be because she can't visit her own mother without having to visit her brother who lives nearby who demands to be visited? And since he demands it, her husband refuses to visit.

Could it be because when she didn't want to visit her mother for the reasons stated above she was patronized by her husband, who shouted at her for ditching her mother on mother's day just because he (the husband) didn't want to visit her brother.

A person who has too many loyalties will fall apart one day.

As a mother, a wife, a daughter, you tend to lose touch with reality because you feel you need to be there for your child, your husband, or your mother. Too many loyalties.

It's easy for me to say, I know. I am not a mother and even when I do become a parent I will not know the feelings a mother has. BUT I know one thing:

(a) If you want to bloody do something, your child, husband, and mother have no right to tell you not to.

(b) If you want to to bloody visit your brother because you don't want him to be upset, so be it. No one has the right to tell you not to. They can only say that your decision to visit your brother shouldn't be a prerequisite to visit your brother. And you shouldn't get upset by their words. Because it is your life and your decision. And it's not like you visit often anyway. They stay in bloody Shah Alam anyway.

(c) NO ONE has the right to tell you how you should behave. Neither your children, your husband, nor your mother or brothers. If you think you should let your daughter carry on with her life, your mother shouldn't tell you that you are wrong. Because she did not bring your daughter up. YOU did.

Live for you. Not your children, husband, or parents. I, as your son, will not tell you how to run your life because I know you know better or you know what you want.

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2010-05-08T12:44:00.001+08:00

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2010-05-07T01:02:00.001+08:00

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2010-05-04T20:48:00.001+08:00

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Epiphany

2010-04-21T22:51:00.005+08:00

It's funny what you can learn from a movie as dumb as Old Dogs. I watched it for the Movie Review today and it sucked. I mean, cliche after cliche, lameness after lameness, all got me bored after the first twenty minutes. Yes, it only took that long to become a cliche. What do you call a cliched cliche? Anything with John Travolta and Robin Williams I suppose (anyone watched Wild Hogs?).

However! The lameness, the cliche, the expected plot all notwithstanding, I HAD to come up with something to say about the movie because it was a Movie Review. Duh.

I'm surprised with the shit I came up with actually.
"I learned something about love from the two kids. Even though they found out about their father after seven years, they still wanted to be with him and spend time with him. They knew that their father wasn't the ideal dad because he was old, inexperienced, and didn't know how to bond with them. This did not stop them from loving him all the same. Lots of other kids would have tried to stay away from their long-lost dads but these kids, at such young ages, loved their dad. That was unconditional love. And that is the kind of love we need to have for the people we're close to. They may hurt us at times, they may bitch you with their PMS, they may accidentally say things that offend you, but you gotta love them for who they are, not for what they do."

I was applauded for this. :) :) :)

So yes, it struck me that no matter how bad a movie, you can somehow, in some way, extract some kind of message from it. Because nothing is created without a reason. So yes, this is my message for the day.

Go forth and love unconditionally!

Updates

2010-04-21T19:55:00.002+08:00

I finally decided to continue blogging. I have no idea why.

Maybe I have too much drama suppressed in my mind.

Maybe I need to find something to busy myself with besides slumber.

Or maybe my browser's finally giving in to me by connecting to blogger.com.

I have no idea. I just know that I need to update my nearly-dead space.

Update No 1
I'm financially secure. Yays!
Last Thursday I signed the agreement with PTPTN and I shall be getting my loan in 21 days. How awesome is that? All my worries are finally OVER. I repeat, OVER.
Oh wait, I spoke too soon. Here's:

Update No 2
My final's start next Friday! Precious minutes pass as I type all this in the text area. I should know better than to waste time like this. But like I said, I need to blog.

Update No 3
Oh hell. I thought I had alot to say. Now I'm not so sure any more. Oh well, till later folks.

"Aint no sunshine, gonna take this rain away"- Hope by The Submarines

Oscar Night

2010-03-09T22:46:00.002+08:00

Wooohoooo! It wasn't much of a surprise to see Sandra Bullock go up there and claim her award, but it was sure nice to see her get it. :)

Poor ol' James Cameron though. He must be realllyyyy mad. I mean, ten years in the making and just three Oscars? The other six had to go to none other than his ex-wife Kathryn Bigelow's low-budget, underrated, and under-grossing movie The Hurt Locker.

Kathryn Bigelow with her two awards for Best Director and Best Picture for The Hurt Locker.

I think the Academy is just out to drown expectations. Lol, it's actually a very interesting theory, why Avatar didn't win. But that'll just have to wait for another post. :)

Oscar expectations!

2010-03-07T22:23:00.004+08:00

Okay here are the nominees I think will win at the 82nd Annual Academy Awards.

Best Picture:
Avatar, no contest. Ok there's The Hurt Locker and Inglorious Basterds but I think it'll be Avatar.

Best Actor:
Jeff Bridges
I dunno. I haven't seen the movie. Something just tells me that he's gonna win. :P

Best Actress:
Sandra Bullock
For sure, it's gonna be her. Meryl Streep aint gonna win again. Sandra Bullock was awesome in The Blind Side. Though she's acted the same type of character in other movies (Miss Congeniality being one of them) she just might win. I'm actually surprised that Meryl Streep was nominated and not Amy Adams. Both of them were equally good.

Best Supporting Actor:
No idea, because I watched none of the movies except The Lovely Bones. But Stanley Tucci has a fat chance of winning. I'm thinking Christoph Waltz for Inglourious Basterds. He's got the highest rating in IMDb.com's poll.

Best Supporting Actress:
Mo'nique seems to be the favourite on the IMDb.com poll. Maybe she'll win. :) OH I loved her in Soul Plane!

Best Director:
Oh it's a tie between James Cameron, Kathryn Bigelow, and Quentin Tarantino. Personally, I don't think the academy is going to let James go home with an Oscar this year. Kathryn might get it. But then, the academy has never been fans of the war on Iraq, but then AGAIN this movie has been nominated for as many Oscars as Avatar sooo... I'm going with Kathryn Bigelow. :)

Now since I don't really care about the rest...We'll skip right to very last, that is:

Best Animated Picture:
I HATE to say this, but looks like Up's a shoe in for winner. Fuckin boring movie with no solid storyline. NO bold font for Up cos it's teh suck. :P

So there we go. My predictions. I hope I'm wrong about Up :)

The Accused

2010-03-07T14:10:00.002+08:00

Man, movies can really change your life. The Accused changed my perception on rape, not that I had earlier formed any opinion on it. I knew rape was wrong but I didn't get it. Probably because I was a guy? I don't know, but I just didn't get it. Just a few days before I watched this movie, I was talking to Shu and Ellana about rape and I asked them if it was painful (I didn't mean to imply that they had any prior experience) and they looked at me as if I was stupid. I just didn't get it.

But when Sarah Tobias ran out of The Mill at the beginning of the movie, she screamed a scream I will never ever forget in my life. The moment I heard that scream, I knew that this movie was gonna be one I'd always remember.

Rape is not good. Lol, sounds like I've found some new age concept, doesn't it? Well it's true, nonetheless. I don't understand how guys can find it hot. Seriously, I did not get a hard-on seeing her being forced onto a pinball machine and having her clothes tore off her, and her mouth covered and hands bound to the sides of the machine. It wasn't pleasant. What more, her scream. Her suffering. Knowing that there was nothing she could do, yet trying to find a way to escape. All she could think of was "No".

Rapists should be raped. That's all I can say. They need to know how others felt and were affected as a result of their horny-ness. If I'm a judge, I'd sentence them to a lifetime of prison and a monthly ass-fuck as a reminder. Seriously, they need that. They didn't even feel sorry for Sarah, you know. They claimed she was a slut for dancing and flirting in the pub. Hey, everyone flirts in the pub/ club. That's no reason for them to get raped. Asswipes.

All rapists should get fucked, in the ass. That's my law.

The list of most disturbing movies has been updated:

1. Boy's Don't Cry
2. The Accused

Road to the Oscars

2010-02-05T10:46:00.002+08:00

Yeppers, I'm all pepped up for the Oscars.

This year they've increased the number of Best Picture nominations to ten movies. That's good news because now there's more movies that have a chance. The bad news is that Up is one of the nominees. WTF.

I'm now on an Oscar '10 nominees movie hunt. I've hunted down the nominated movies and am trying to watch 'em before Sunday, March 7th! Aint my life just full of excitement? Aaaaa~~

I'll update on each movie that I've watched when I'm done with 'em, and when I have time.

The sad part is I might not be able to catch it live on tv. Damn classes. Argh! I'm soooo not gonna read about the winners in the papers or online. I'm gonna watch it first, no matter what I have to do.

Behold

2010-01-24T00:29:00.001+08:00

...and the Lifetime Heavyweight Champion goes to:

Erin Brockovich!

Erin Brockovich is like the strongest woman I know, besides Lynette Scavo on Desperate Housewives. But since Lynette is breakable, she comes after Erin.

Erin is an uneducated single mother of three. She was dumped by her two ex-husbands and was left with two daughters and one son. Everyday she struggles to find a job that will pay the bills but because she never had any education after high school, nobody wants to hire her. On top of that, she met in an accident and got herself in seventeen thousand dollars worth of debt from hospital bills which she couldn't get from the guy who hit her (a doctor) because the court favoured the doctor. Okay they court ruled in his favour because she called the doctor and asshole for pretending that she was the one who faked the accident. Shitty isn't it?

Despite all this, Erin stands strong and holds her ground. She's not one who would cry because she was cheated. She'd stand up and fuck you up. :) In fact, the only time I saw her cry in the movie was when she missed hearing her nine month old daughter speak her first word, which was "ball". Aint that cute? The daughter I mean.

Anyway, Erin is also very smart. It's sad that she didn't go to school because if she did, she'd had been like woah. She's also very compassionate. When she investigated the PG&E case where they cheated the residents of Hinkley, she showed sympathy when the plaintiffs cried and told their stories. It showed how much difference that made when high profile lawyers took over the case and spoke to the plaintiffs too professionally and asked them to refrain from talking about emotional stuff as that wouldn't help them in court. So, they didn't talk to the lawyers. I mean come on! These people underwent surgery after surgery, chemo after chemo, had their uteruses and breasts removed because they were cheated into drinking contaminated water. Everything about it was emotional to them. Tsk tsk, lawyers suck.

But I digress...

Erin had a way with people. She was polite and good mannered when she was treated fairly. She hated being lied to and being ignored. She believed that people shouldn't judge her based on her appearance because she wore what she thought she looked nice in and as long as she had "one ass instead of two", she said she'd wear what she liked. She's a no-nonsense woman.

PLUS she was played by Julia Roberts, with utmost perfection! Mwah, mucho mucho good, it was. She definitely deserved an Oscar for that. Go Julia! :D

My favourite lines from Erin Brockovich:

Ed Masry: What makes you think you can just walk in there and take whatever you want?
Erin Brockovich: They're called boobs, Ed.

(when Erin and Ed managed to get 634 plaintiff's signatures)
Kurt Potter: Wha... how did you do this?
Erin Brockovich: Well, um, seeing as how I have no brains or legal expertise, and Ed here was losing all faith in the system, am I right?
Ed Masry: Oh, yeah, completely. No faith, no faith...
Erin Brockovich: I just went out there and performed sexual favors. Six hundred and thirty-four blow jobs in five days... I'm really quite tired.

[at the meeting with the PG & E lawyers]
Ms. Sanchez: Let's be honest here. $20 million dollars is more money then these people have ever dreamed of.
Erin Brockovich: Oh see, now that pisses me off. First of all, since the demur we have more than 400 plaintiffs and... let's be honest, we all know there are more out there. They may not be the most sophisticated people but they do know how to divide and $20 million isn't *shit* when you split it between them. Second of all, these people don't dream about being rich. They dream about being able to watch their kids swim in a pool without worrying that they'll have to have a hysterectomy at the age of *twenty*. Like Rosa Diaz, a client of ours. Or have their spine deteriorate, like Stan Blume, *another* client of ours. So before you come back here with another lame ass offer, I want you to think real hard about what your spine is worth, Mr. Walker. Or what you might expect someone to pay you for your uterus, Ms. Sanchez. Then you take out your calculator and you multiply that number by a hundred. Anything less than that is a waste of our time.
[Ms. Sanchez picks up a glass of water]
Erin Brockovich: By the way, we had that water brought in specially for you folks. Came from a well in Hinkley.
Ms. Sanchez: I think this meeting is over.
Ed Masry: Damn right it is.

Donna Jensen: You're a lawyer?
Erin Brockovich: NO, no... I hate lawyers. I only work for them.

(when she got a threatening phone call by a guy calling her Erin Pat-te Brockovich)
Erin Brockovich: Hey Scott, Tell me something. Does PG&E pay you to cover their ass, or do you just do it out of the kindness of your heart?
Scott: I don't know what you're talking about...
Erin Brockovich: The Fuck you don't! Nobody calls me Pat-te, That heavy-breathing sicko that called the other night, Could have only found out about me from you... People are dying, Scott, you've got document after document here telling you why, and you haven't said one word. I wanna know... How the hell you sleep at night!
Scott: [guilty stare]

And...my most favourtie part of the whole entire movie...

Theresa Dallavale: No offence, but we just need to go through some of the holes in your research.
Erin Brockovich: I'm sorry, Theresa is it? There are no holes in my research.
Theresa Dallavale: Erin, you don't even have some of the plaintiff's numbers.
Erin Brockovich: Whose number do you need?
Theresa Dallavale: Everybody's. This is a big case, we're gonna have to be able to contact every one of the plaintiffs.
Erin Brockovich: I said whose number do you need?
Theresa Dallavale: You don't know 634 plaintiff's numbers by heart.
(Erin looks at her, challengingly)
Theresa Dallavale: Annabelle Daniels.
Erin Brockovich: Annabelle Daniels: 714-454-9346. 10 years old, 11 in May. Lived on the plume since birth. Wanted to be a synchronized swimmer so she spent every minute she could in the PG&E pool. She had a tumor in her brain stem detected last November, an operation on Thanksgiving, shrunk it with radiation after that. Her parents are Ted & Rita. Ted's got Crohn's disease, Rita has chronic headaches, and nausea, and underwent a hysterectomy last fall. Ted grew up in Hinkley. His brother Robbie, and his wife May and their five children: Robbie Jr, Martha, Ed, Rose & Peter *also* lived on the plume. Their number is 454-9554. You want their diseases?
Theresa Dallavale: Okay, look, I think we got off on the wrong foot here...
Erin Brockovich: That's all you got, lady. Two wrong feet in fucking ugly shoes.

8 Mile

2010-01-23T20:32:00.002+08:00

I sat at my computer the whole afternoon watching this movie. I downloaded it a couple of weeks ago, after finding out that the late Brittany Murphy starred in it AND that it won an Oscar!

When the movie first came out, I was reluctant to watch it, simply because I thought that rapper couldn't act and it would somewhat like Mariah Carey's attempt at Glitter (which I did not watch as well). Well, I was right. He can't act. But the movie was awesome!

I am now currently addicted to the Lose Yourself. Argh, the things an Oscar winning song can do to me. I can't get rid of Carly Simon's Let The River Run out of my head as well. Hey, that song is awesome too, okay. It won like, a Grammy, an Oscar, a Golden Globe, and I forgot what else.

But nothing can explain how Melanie Griffith was nominated for Best Actress in Working Girl. The bland blonde sucked. I posted this query on Yahoo! Answers and I was told that I had to compare her acting in Working Girl to the other movies produced in that year. Boy, did 1988 dish out awful films or what? Because Melanie Griffith sucked in it!

Anyway, back to the epiphany I had after watching 8 Mile. It totally changed my perspective on rap. I still believe rap is for people who have a knack for beats, and can't sing to save their life. I still believe that rappers are made up of assholes who had a hard life and resorted to gang fights, guns, and swearing to get through high school. This would make Celine Dion sound like a high school princess with the perfect grade point average. Go figure.

But rap is interesting! You need to be able to think swiftly and quickly to get the right words. Eminem is unique in that sense. I like what he raps about. He's full of life and meaning, as opposed to crappers like Kanye West who're just full of it.

2012

2009-12-13T02:03:00.005+08:00

I have seen bulls crap better stuff that what 2012 had to dish out. Think The Day After Tomorrow, Poseidon, Titanic, Independence Day and a Mayan prophecy, and my god, you've got 2012!

Look closely. You'll be able to see a Mayan standing on the Californian crust screaming "We warned youuuuu!"

Another movie with the theme of global destruction, 2012 was nothing more than a two hour movie filled with earthquakes, floods, tidal waves, volcano eruptions, etc etc. Blah blah blah. Same old thing seen in The Day After Tomorrow.

But wait.......! This was definitely different from the rest! Oh yes it was! Why? Because of the title '2012' and the ubiquitous prophecy made by the Mayans.

=.=

It is obvious they had not planned to make this film based on the prophecy because about , oh, three percent of screen time was given to its characters giving credit to the Mayan geniuses for their ability to tell the date of the apocalypse of the future world they didn't know, never mind the date of the extinction of their own civilisation.

Oh what has film-making come to? I can't wait to see if this movie will garner any Oscars. I hope not. Effects were so-so. Anyone can do what they did. It's called CGI. Can't make a Disaster Movie without it.

Coke

2009-12-03T16:22:00.001+08:00

Wow. This is such a cute ad. xD

xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD xD

Animated

2009-12-03T11:45:00.005+08:00

Here's one movie I can never get tired of:

I remember watching this movie for the first time in cinemas. I slept through it. I don't know why. I thought it was because the movie was boring, but when I watched it the second time I loved it. So I concluded that I was tired that fateful day where I slept through this awesome movie. :)

This movie is soooo awesome! You know, I usually don't have much expectations for such genres i.e. animation. I find that animated films lack depth. :|

But Disney's animated films all rock!!! I mean there's something in it that always grabs you, you know?

Take this movie for example: Meet The Robinsons.

When I found out that Lewis was in fact Wilbur's dad I was like "Ooh, interesting." I never expected a twist in the movie.

Another awesome movie!!!!!!!

Jeng jeng jengggggggg......THE INCREDIBLES!

Omg I soooo loved this movie. I so so so so so cannot get enough of this movie!!

I can't explain why I love these movies, actually. It's hard to. :( Lemme try.

The Incredibles was soo very the incredible cos cos cos........

The suspense was like sooo suspense-ic. I mean, I felt it was like a live action film. Really. They did not make it out to be like a superhero-saves-the-day-and-he-always-is-so-awesome kinda thing. No, here superheroes were were persecuted against and yeah they had to go into hiding. Like I said, it's not your typical superhero-saves-the-day-and-he-always-is-so-awesome kinda thing.

You know what, I'm just gonna give up explaining right here. :|

Another awesome movie!!!!!

This one was hilarious. I couldn't stop laughing. Here's the trailer!!

Red: Who are you ?
The Wolf: (wearing a plastic grandma mask) I'm your grandma.
Red: Your face looks really weird, granny.
The Wolf: I've been sick, I... uh...
Red: Your mouth doesn't move when you talk.
The Wolf: Plastic surgery. Grandma's had a little work done.

Arghh!! Go watch go watch!!

Revelation

2009-12-01T23:46:00.002+08:00

Well, this is embarrassing.

I was just telling a friend about my new anti-chicken thing. I told her my reason (how badly they're treated) and she was like "What??? Where? Surely not in Malaysia!"

And I was like, why the hell not?

Well, apparently what differentiates the chickens bred in Malaysia (and other Islamic countries) and the chickens bred in other countries is this itsy bitsy thing:

Hence...........................................

I still haven't decided. :P

Chicken~ you poor, defenseless being you. T___T

Vegetarian

2009-11-30T23:17:00.002+08:00

I hate KFC.

Ignore whatever I've said about chickens deserving to die.

Ok look. We eating them is part of the food web. I agree. That's why I had no qualms about eating chicken before. (Beef and pork are different; they're another story)

But when one takes a look at how the chickens are being treated in them factories, it's just saddening. How can I ever look at another piece of KFC chicken without thinking about the hardship the poor bird was put through? I can't.

And so, I give up chicken.

It's not worth it to eat the meat and know that an animal had to ~~die~~ be brutally murdered at the hands of a fellow human being just so u can fill your tummy in a daily meal. It really isn't.

I haven't thought about my stand on fish rights. Seafood is still yummy. :P

Nada

2009-10-26T21:42:00.002+08:00

That's it.

In one word, all the ideas I have to blog about.

Nada.

I mean, I've run out of life. I've nothing to blog about.

Damn it.

Cotillard

2009-10-24T18:14:00.002+08:00

Omg. I never knew I'd like, find an actress hot. I mean, really. Angelina Jolie? Please. Megan Fox? Pass. :|

But Marion Cotillard... Oh mon dieu, c'est amusante! :D :D

Kanye

2009-09-27T12:57:00.004+08:00

Kanye West is an asshole.

Why would anyone do such a thing to a person? They wouldn't. Except Kanye of course.

And then he has the audacity to go on in Jay Leno an apologize. Wtf

There's no apologizing after what you did Kanye. You gotta go. Mofo.

See, this is why I don't like rappers. They aren't decent. Or at least, the current mainstream ones aren't. I can't generalize about those whom I've never heard, or seen.

But I can stereotype the ones I've seen. Cos they are teh suckkk.

Morning

2009-09-24T05:18:00.002+08:00

I guess in my household, it is weird to find someone studying so hard. Or it is weird to find someone who can never wake up at the crack of dawn, studying at 5am with no trace of sleep in his eyes.

This would imply that the guy has not slept. Although they guy has tried to explain that he did in fact sleep for awhile and got someone to give him a wake up call, from where more questions are fired at him. That may have been a lie, but it was plausible nonetheless.

"Why did you need someone to wake you up?"

"Why don't you look like you've slept"

What the fuck. I mean, okay sure maybe I stretched the truth a lil, by like a mile, about my night time adventure, but still, why should I be given the third degree when all I tried to do was to study?

I can't say that I didn't sleep, because that would be no good. I'd be lectured even more for that.

"You think this is fun and games, but wait till it affects you in the future..."

"I don't want this to become a habit..."

For fuck's sake. It's ONE night. Seriously. This is my first time being nocturnal. How can it turn into a habit, if it's only occurred once? Exactly. A fret for no purpose.

Jeezus Christ, I try to study to up my grades and I'm reprimanded. I don't study and I'm reprimanded. You know, there isn't a method set in stone to do something you know. One does not have to sleep at 9pm just to wake up at 3am. Once can do whatever one likes to get up at 3am.

For god's sake, I should be studying. Not ranting. Goodbye.

4.20am

2009-09-24T04:20:00.004+08:00

I hate to say this, but thank you coffee.

I have to admit that coffee has kept me up till now. NO sign of drowsiness, or sleep. This is good.

I am filled with the longing to finish off studying for Japanese.

The exam is at 9am and I'm so not ready. Why didn't I take Thai Language, why?!

Oh well, at least this will be another exam over. And this one I just have to pass! It will be fine :D:D

Or at least that's what I keep telling myself :):

Celcom

2009-09-24T04:04:00.002+08:00

After years and years of being under the reign of Digi - prepaid and postpaid - I am now free.

I am back with the first operator I registered under when I first got a phone: Celcom. I'm back babeh!

The change was not a welcomed one though. People actually did not approve of it. I mean, fuck you lah, my number right? Lu sakit mana?

Most of the replies I got went:

"So are you still using your Digi number?"

...and what's that matter you lah? You so worried about wasting space in your SIM/ phone memory so much so that you can't have one more number there?

Well, actually the answer to that question is quite vague. I'm not sure if i'll still be able to use my Digi anymore. Because right, when I changed SIM cards, nothing changed i.e. all my info/applications/etc were all intact and stored in the new SIM. So, maybe I'm a noob, but I think that my Celcom and Digi lines are...co-existent? Wtf

Anyway, other people complained that since I've changed operators, they won't be able to sms/ call me anymore/ as often because of the rates. Oh well, tough shit la. ;P Who asked you to be so obsessed with me. ;P

Some people tried to prank me thinking that I wouldn't have their number since I'd changed SIMs. Wtf, I dunno how that works, but you know who you are, and yeah it was a nice start to a new number anyway. Haha.

After getting all those replies, I sorta felt a longing for my Digi number once more. :(

And then I checked my latest charges for the new SIM. RM13. I have used RM13 in one day. Well, so much for cheaper rates with Celcom.

Life's a bitch. Or rather, Celcom is. But I love Celcom.

Evil

2009-09-23T21:38:00.002+08:00

I...I...am afraid to admit it.

But i had to succumb to evil, just for tonight, so I may be able to stay awake long enough to study Japanese.

Yes, yes, I had no other choice.

I'm now infected!

Argh, Coffee! The bitter taste is lingering in my mouth. *spits*

This had better work.

Stingy

2009-09-19T21:23:00.003+08:00

I went to Carrefour to buy bloody cheap eggs for my bitches' breakfast every morning. The eggs are Grade C and they're only RM5.99 in Carrefour. ZOMG. Grab, grab, grab!

So yeah, I went there, got one tray and went to the counter to pay. The cashier put the tray into a plastic bag and I paid.

I realised that I'd better wrap it up in two plastic bags. God knows, with the state of my driving, they could smash on the floor before I even leave the premises of Carrefour.

So then I asked "Kak, boleh letak dalam satu lagi plastik tak?"

You know what the bitch answered me? "Mana boleh?!"

"MANA fucking BOLEH?"

I mean, what the fuck? When did Carrefour become so stingy? They're saving on plastic bags now? They used to give out plastic bags like flyers. And now, "Mana boleh?" What the hell~?

Stingy Carrefour. Hmph.

Please note that Giant would never deny me the plastic bags I rightly want. I love Giant.
Tesco's another story. Damn em, but their vegetables are soo very the cheap. xD

Alive

2009-09-18T22:29:00.002+08:00

I'm alive O__O

I did not drop dead at the sight of UECM 1203 Probability and Statistics I. This is odd.

The paper was fairly...*shudders* doable. I mean, the tutorial questions were harder :|

Oh my god.

This means I didn't do it right. :|

Now I know, for sure, I'm gonna fail. Why, god damn it, WHY?!

Death

2009-09-17T10:49:00.005+08:00

I so want to die.

I want death by any other reason but Probability and Statistics. Please, someone, something. :(

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

I'm deaaaaaaaad. I'm sooooo deaaaaaad.

Take that Mr Chua ;P

Hmph

2009-09-17T10:31:00.002+08:00

I hate sarcasm. Really, sarcasm should just go fuck itself.

No wait. I retract that statement. I hate the people who use sarcasm to poke fun at innocent people, like me.

The news said that tomorrow is a holiday for all educational institutions under the Education Ministry of Malaysia. I guess I forgot that higher educational institutions don't fall under that category. They come under the Higher Education Ministry of Malaysia. Fuck face.

So I call up my Faculty General Office to ask. The lady who answered (let's call her Bitch) weirded out by my question. For heaven's sake it was fucking question only.

So her reply was "Tomorrow is a working day. Why don't have exam?"

So I explained to here, nicely and patiently, like how you would explain shit to someone who hasn't even heard the news today morning.

"That one is for Primary school and Secondary school" she laughed. "You are in University."

"...and talking to a bitch," I continued.

"What did you say?!" she asked.

"Nothing! Thank you very much!" I replied in a cheerful tone.

I notice the officers in my faculty aren't very nice. I shall put in a complaint to the management or whoever. If they're as asinine as the officers are, then I shall be humiliated and asked to apologize, I figure. Oh well. So much for "The customer is always right."

Fuck it.

Movies!

2009-09-17T00:23:00.004+08:00

I want to talk about Movies. Yes, that's right, Movies with a capital M.

You see, I like movies. I like just sitting and enjoying the...uh...the...erm...you know. The movie feeling thingy. No! I like many stuff about it. It's just hard to think of 'em to put into one sentence.

Lemme break it down for you:

(a) The actors
Yes, sirree. What is a movie without the main/minor casts? Nothing. But of course when you have such sucky actors in a movie, you just gotta hope that the plot or something about the movie is nice or else it will suck, indefinitely. I'm very serious here. Here is an example of a sucky movie:

Excuse me while I barf. *barfs* Meanwhile, my ass couldn't keep still. Waddaya say to that Scott Derrickson?

Another boring movie, but this has nothing to do with the actors, as it is an animated movie.

Somebody squeeze my windpipe, I'm having an epiphany. I should never have agreed to go for that movie.

But that's not my point (a line which - apparently - I seem to be saying alot these days). My point is supposed to be (somewhat) related to the relevance of actors in movies that makes me want to watch them.

Fyi. My IQ is not high enough to keep track of what I'm supposed to talk about so bear with me while I rant, ladies and gentlemen. I'm on a roll here.

Okay so back to actors. Let me highlight a performance so totally awesome, that even I got scared in the cinema.

Jeng jeng jeng! Check out the eyes! Sociopathic? Yeah babeh!

I soooo wanna act a maniac like him one day! Someone give me the chance; I can do it! :D

Really, I can. I'm awesome, hence I can do anything :|

More notable performances? Sure!

Take note of the two women in beside Bruce. Forget Bruce. Well he's good too, but still. Meryl Streep and Goldie Hawn! Omg people watch this movie! Death Becomes Her! Their performances were most definitely Oscar worthy.

God in hell knows why they didn't get nominated. Hmph. Obviously, no one has my taste. Well it's their loss anyway. *rolls eyes in an apathetic way*

I'm quite surprised, nay, impressed by Meryl Streep. She is sooo versatile! From an unstable mother, to a flamboyant, irresponsible sister, to a spoiled, arrogant, magazine editor bitch, to a nun. Like zomg. :| I wanna be like her as well. ^^

I have Probability and Statistics exam on Friday. It's Thursday. I haven't opened the book. Gtg.

Frustration

2009-09-05T14:07:00.003+08:00

How do you tell someone to "fuck the fuck off" when you live in their house, and under their money, security, and not to mention, rules? You don't.

I need a break. A good, long one.

I thought that the end of the semester at college would be a good thing. In fact, I was happy that it was ending. Now that it has ended, I'm not sure I want it that way.

Going to college everyday granted me a few things, freedom from the binds of the household being one of them. I would usually leave early in the morning and be back late in the afternoon on certain days. On these days, I wouldn't be disturbed because, hey, it's late.

Sometimes though, I'd be home by twelve, and that's what I was usually glad about. But when I reach home early, responsibilities await and I'm forced to attend to them. No, these are not the regular responsibilities a nineteen year old has. I'm talking about responsibilities forced upon by the higher echelons of the household.

I'm only freakin nineteen for god's sake. I don't need these things. Seventy percent of the people I know don't do the things I do. But can I voice these opinions out? No.

The reply I get when I try to give a hint of my thoughts? "You should consider yourself lucky that you get to do these things early in life. People start doing these only when they're adults, and it's difficult for them"

Well hello! That's the point! When you're an adult, then you do the duties you have to do. It doesn't take you that long to learn how to pay the bills, do the banking work, etc etc. But when you have to do them all when you're young (i.e. since seventeen years old) and get all the shit when you do it wrong, it starts to become a serious pain the ass. I mean, who's gonna breathe down your neck when you do it wrong once you're an adult? No one. Exactly. Life's easier.

Get the fuck out. That's what I wanna do. Or move into a dorm or something. Life may be boring there, but anything beats this.

Hello September

2009-09-04T23:48:00.002+08:00

It is September and Merdeka has just passed.

With that in mind, I would like to show you the winning entry of Nuffnang and Digi's MMS Speak Up Malaysia:

I was done by Airlacks. Aint he a genius? The picture is so friggin awesome. You rock Airlacks! ;)

Anyone know how to contact the PM in regards to his 1Malaysia attempt? He'd be proud of Airlacks. xD

Why ar, he chose Yellow, Brown, and Black specifically? Racist bastard. xD

Independence

2009-08-31T00:07:00.002+08:00

Happy Independence Day, my country.

You may have nothing much to show for 52 years, but you know, there are worse countries.

Keep up the good work. ;)

PS: Is this ISA worthy? :P

Puasa

2009-08-30T23:56:00.003+08:00

Puasa, Day One.

Yes I know; officially, I'm a week late. But who cares?

I was good though. I felt really light the whole day.

But then dinner came...bwahahaha!

Visit

2009-08-30T15:25:00.001+08:00

It just sucks when you go to your cousins' house bearing chocolates and the first thing you see one of them doing is jamming on his new guitar. You should by then that it is going to be one of those visits.

He just couldn't stop rubbing it into my face, how well he could play. =.= I mean, yeah okay he is kinda, sorta, good. But he didn't have to show off did he?

Well maybe showing off was okay. But saying shit like "Omg you're so slow" when I demonstrated my somewhat mediocre skills, (at his request no less) is just plain mean! Argh!

What more, his nine year old brother has a bigger mouth, and an untuned guitar. Heaven help us. *rolls eyes*

Yes indeed, a typical visit to the house of the relatives.

They're family, I'm not allowed to hate em. Go figure.

Campus

2009-08-27T23:08:00.004+08:00

I was standing on the first floor outside my lecture hall, munching on a donut, when i realised that my campus looks awesome.

And look what made its way into campus the other day.

Mr Bean's Mini Cooper with a can of Coconut Juice on top. I know, Coconut Juice. What will they think of next?

Punk'd

2009-08-26T14:33:00.001+08:00

When I received the call, I was at my desk, lazing. I picked up the phone and surprisingly, the person knew my name.

"Hi Sudarshan Nair, I'm Genevieve, calling from Palace of the Golden Horses. I would like to inform you that you've been chosen to have dinner with Bunkface and Boys Like Girls on September (something)." She had an accent. Believable.

My first thought was "Wtf why is Boys Like Girls still in Malaysia?" but no, I ignored my instincts.

"What? Sorry can you repeat that?" I found it hard to believe that I was chosen for something. It rarely happens. She repeated what she said.

And then I laughed. I mean, what could I do?

"Is this a prank?" And I laughed even more.

She sounded taken aback. Very believable, I tell you. "Er no Sudarshan, this is not a prank. You really were chosen to have dinner with Bunkface and Boys Like Girls."

At that moment I felt pathetic; what if it really was true? I was embarrassing myself in front of gwai los. So I went along with it.

"Er, how did I get chosen?"

"Well, it was random actually. We just chose your number. Now, do you accept this invitation? Sudarshan, this is not a prank"

She was talking quite alot. It was quite believable. I guess I was also weirded out that this happened.

But I laughed even more.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Well because these kind of things don't usually happen to me. So I'm just surprised."

Playing for more time, I tried to think of all the people I thought who might have been able to do this. I couldn't have been anyone I knew because her voice wasn't one I recognized. So, I gave in.

"So do you accept this invitation? Once again Sudhan, this is not a prank"

I answered yes.

"Okay so you have accepted our invitation to join Bunkface and Boys Like Girls at Palace of the Golden Horses, on September (something, or was it November?) I want to remind you again, Sudarshan, that this is not a prank."

"Okay okay. Yes, I guess I accept then."

"GOTCHA! Sudarshan, this is a prank and you have NOT been invited to have dinner with Boys Like Girls and Bunkface..." Heavy and contant giggling in the background. Omg.

"Omg omg omg omg omg omg omg" was going on in my head. This was sooo embarrasing, I was soo worried for a moment, thinking that it might be Hitz.fm or something. Freaking embarrassing.

But then she said "I am L***** friend of R*****"

Then I did a double take. "What? Who are you?" And she told me again, though she excluded that she was a friend of R*****. Dunno why, but I didn't realise that.

"How did you get my number?" I laughed.

"I saw you the other day...er..at *****."

What?! How did she see me? Then I was reminded of the friend she mentioned.

"Do you know R*****?"

"What? No, I don't know anyone named R*****."

"Is that a fake accent?" I asked, slightly pissed off. I didn't know what else to say.

Poll

2009-08-20T15:44:00.003+08:00

Okay, so the poll is closed.

Only 15 people voted, in three weeks. That's just pathetic, because the number of weekly visits this blog gets is averagely 50. However, when life gives you lemons, sometimes you just gotta make lemonade. Sometimes.

So anyway, let's take a look at the poll, and what I have to say about it, plus my decisions about it.

"Yes, keep up the good work Sudhan. You are godsend."
10 people.
Wtf you people, don't you guys want me to do better? I've never been insulted more in my life.

"No, it's even better."
4 people.
Aw, thanks you guys. You guys are the best ;)

"It could use more work."
1 person.
I know who you are, and you've not heard the last of me. You just can't appreciate good work.

Now, after the poll I have made my decision on what to do about this blog. Since majority voted that my blog rocks, *stink eye to the one who voted "It could use more work"* I've decided that I won't change a thing. I'll keep doing what I'm doing, since I'm godsend.

Hey, majority wins, right? ;)

Funneh

2009-08-16T13:22:00.006+08:00

Can anybody guess why this screen grab from Facebook is funneh? xD

Stalk much?

Fran

2009-08-09T23:58:00.000+08:00

Meet Fran. :)

Goodbye

2009-08-09T22:59:00.008+08:00

Oh my god, this line is bloody long.

We're at KLIA, to see Koen off as he goes back to the Netherlands. This could (not) turn emotional.

Or should I say geriatric. The freakin check-in line!! Why couldn't they open more counters?!

We're standing in line while summing up the past two weeks. He (says) he had fun and indeed did (not) like the food at Malaysia. We're glad he did (not) have fun. We did (not) have fun as well. It's almost (not) a shame to see him go. I've gotten used to life with him.

Yes, I do mean that! Look, when Koen is around there's always breakfast and dinner. Sometimes lavish. Usually we don't have nice hearty breakfasts and dinner at home because...well I don't know. My parents decide not to.

However, with Koen around, we needed to adapt to the gwailo lifestyle for a little while. This is good news for me as I always have a nice big breakfast set on the table and a good big dinner.

Let me see. I took him to dinners at TGI Fridays, Thai, Japanese, and North Indian restaurants, lunch at Chillis, McDonalds, Starbucks and not to forget he took us to Shook! for dinner on his last night. Yes sirree, life has been goooood.

One thing for sure, he said, he aint gonna have chicken for awhile. Well I don't eat beef or pork, so naturally he got accustomed to my life for the past two weeks. :P

This friggin line! Ugh die you incompetent MAS bastards, die!

Oh look we're up. :)

***

We're at the gates. We will not be able to accompany him from here on in. He goes in, and down the escalator.

Fly Koen, fly~!

Fly~!

The hell outta here.

***

Goodbye Koen! Having you in Malaysia was fun, if not inconvenient! I learnt alot about...er...about stuff, and yeah I can't wait to (not) come to the Netherlands.

TGIF

2009-08-09T22:49:00.004+08:00

Yucks, I friggin hate TGI Fridays. Anyone who wants to take me out, please please please please do NOT take me to TGI Fridays.

Take me to Chilli's instead! :D

Pay It Forward

2009-08-09T00:52:00.003+08:00

"Think of an idea to change the world, and then put it into action"

A helping hand is crap, or so I thought. I mean wouldn't you be indebted to the helper if he/she helped you in any way? Exactly. Which is why I generally did not think that helping others was necessary. But that's not to say I never accepted it.

But more to the point is the use of the past tense of the word did. I did not like help.

But my god! This movie changes everything! Watch it. Watch watch watch :D

Note: It's not pay it back. It's pay it forward. A little hint for ya ;)

Monday

2009-08-08T23:58:00.004+08:00

I am usually overcome with the Monday blues on Mondays. Not today however. My day starts pretty well.

I enter class early to prepare for my Japanese assignment the next day. Damn. I'm so gonna die. I can barely speak Japanese. Damn.

Anyway, I'm sure I'll be fine. I'll somehow obtain the ability to speak fluently by tomorrow evening. Hey! It could happen. Lot's of stuff happen overnight. Ask Hilary Clinton.

So then class starts when Mr Koay enters. Somehow, Mr Koay is very patient. He will walk from one wall to the other asking "Any problems?"

Really, I counted. The record for my semester is 10-20 times. He kept asking when everyone had just entered class and wasn't ready.

Then someone says "Question 6"

Mr Koay: OK. So write 15! in the full form lah. So 15 x 14 x 13 and so on lah. Then 15 is 3 x 5 lah. And 14 is 7 x 2 lah. And 13 is 13 lah. Then 12 is 2 x 2 x 3 so 2^2 x 3 lah. Then 11 is 11 lah. Then 10 is 2 x 5 lah. 9 is 3^2 lah. 8 is 2^3. 7 is 7 lah. 6 is 2 x 3 and 5 is 5 lah. Then 4 is 2^2 lah. Then 3 x 2 x 1 lah. Then you get 2^11 x 3^6 x 5^3 x 7^2 x 11 x 13 lah.

I laugh all through his explanantion. I mean, it's effective because he's writing on the board and explaining it well, yet it's so damn funneh the way he says it. Mr Koay is like one the lecturers who can't put me to sleep. :)

Speaking of laugh, have you met Xiu Quan?

This guy never fails to crack me up. Really. I've come to a point where I laugh when I look at his face. He thinks I'm weird (To be specific he thinks I'm a so hai) but still, he said he understands. When I told him he's a funny guy, he said that many people have told him that.

When we get to the computer lab, we take two computers. He teaches me how to set the language input to Japanese, so that I can type in Japanese for the report. So, I follow his instructions and manage to do it. But when I turn to him, he's staring at the monitor.

"I cannot change to Japanese leh.." he says.

"Try to click this one...then this then this..." I suggest to him, showing him which icon to click.

Finally he gets the right one. "Ah got it d...in Hiragana now," he says.

"Okay, but the thing you're supposed to type is in English, you know," I say.

The look on his face is priceless.

Concert

2009-08-02T00:55:00.004+08:00

This is a concert ticket. I am attending this concert. As soon as Saffuan gets here.

Let me introduce you to one more person in my life.

I've known Saffuan since Form 4. He was new and we were both late on the first day of school and were sitting at the back of the hall with the rest of the tardies (that year itself I became a prefect; go figure).

***

I'm sitting in the hall and waiting for the teachers to finish her bloody speech. God this is taking so long. Suddenly the guy in front of me turns:

Saffuan: Hi, I'm Saffuan.
Sudhan: Er, hi.
Saffuan: What's your name?
Sudhan: Sudhan.

After that he talked about some shit which did not register in my head. Seriously, he was blabbering about his past. Does the look of interest lie on my face? I think not. Then why is he talking?

Sudhan: That's interesting...

After the assembly, the Form 4 students are asked to congregate at the front of the hall to sit for our streaming test.

Saffuan: *still talking*
Sudhan: Er, we have to go do the test now.
Saffuan: What test?
Sudhan: Er...the test that will determine which classes we get into.
Saffuan: Oh so where do we sit.
Sudhan: Well we sit in our classes, the ones we were in back in Form 3.
Saffuan: But I don't have a class.

Oh god, this guy is incessant.

Sudhan: Well look for other students who are lost...I gtg! Bye!

And I run off. Boy, it was good to get rid of him. I sit with my classmates and finish up the test.
Later after I've been assigned to my class, I go to the designated room. As I enter I notice an empty seat, and I take it.

"Hi again"

I turn to the seat beside me. It's Saffuan.

***

And that's how I came to know Saffuan. Since then we were in the same class and yeah all the way to Form 5.

And he's late. Some things never change.

Dislike

2009-07-30T22:36:00.003+08:00

I think my Japanese Language lecturer hates me.

Seriously. He hates my guts.

It's not normal for a teacher to hate my guts, because I'm too fabulous a student for that to happen.

However, lately I've been too lazy for anything, that is to say, lazy to study as well. So I'm not progressing in Japanese. And me thinks he doesn't like that, since I'm forgetting what he's just taught like a few minutes ago.

Well obviously, if they expect us to cram into our heads Hiragana and Katakana on top of all the Probability & Statistics, Calculus, and not to forget Programming that we have to do. Some people however seem to be doing well. But screw them; life doesn't revolve around them. Life revolves around me. :)

You should see the look my Japanese lecturer gives me. It's a look of loathing. I tell you, we have a pure Snape and Harry relationship going.

And the cherry on top of the cake is the fact that my group has three people, when "It's supposed to be four in a group" and he "wants to disqualify" us from presenting. Uh, lemme get it straight. He want's to stop us from handing in the assignment for which we are paying to do in the first place?

But in the end, the other lecturer told him that it's okay for us to present in threes. He wasn't happy though. Which was why he avoided my eye the whole lesson, except when he asked me questions.

"Repeat what he said," sensei told me, after a guy had just finished telling his birthday and his age, all in Japanese.

"Er...can you repeat that?" I ask the guy.

Sensei's eyes widen in horror as I speak English. Apparently he'd been saying that phrase in Japanese the whole time and I missed it.

"Er...moichiro onegai shimasu?" I repeat.

He relaxes. That's a good sign.

He's coming to my table. That's a bad sign.

"Did you do the homework?"

"Er... I wrote my own birthday, so I dunno what he said," I reply.

He purses his lips and goes away. God, I wish I didn't screw up all the time.

Later it's my turn to read my birthday out to everyone. And I do it well, I must add.

Sensei listens with his eyes closed. Oh no, he hates me that much?! Damn.

When I'm done, he opens his eyes and says "Okay." Then he turns to the rest of the class and points at me. "Good pronunciation," he says with...with... wait. Does he look impressed?!

Well! I always knew I had it in me. Which is why I always liked him very much... Did I tell you how much he likes me...?

Adrenaline

2009-07-27T19:06:00.003+08:00

When I went to Gentings on Sunday I realised that I have a fear of heights and of speed. It never struck me before that the squeamish feeling I get in my stomach and the fits my legs get into when I'm in a fast moving object in mid air is actually a phobia.

I had a lot of time to think about this while waiting to get onto the Pirate Ship, a ride that swings from side to side. Now, from below it didn't look scary. I was actually laughing at a woman who was screaming herself shitless while being rocked to and fro at about 70mph.

But only when I got on it, and it started rocking, did I start feeling squeamish. My stomach felt like it was convoluting and my right leg would stop twitching. However I did not feel scared.

Maybe the reason it didn't affect me so much was because I got on with the mindset that it wasn't scary, but my body thought otherwise. I don't know how this fits into perspective in reality. I don't have an explanation.

This is what happens when you get an adrenaline rush from even thinking of a snake. Hyperphobia.

Resolutions

2009-07-27T01:40:00.003+08:00

It's already July. Half the year has passed and I just took a look at the resolutions I made this year.

In 2009, I resolve to:

1. Take an interest in the outside world.

That was a very swanky way of saying "To read the newspapers more often." No, hasn't been achieved. Unless you count reading the comics and a pathetic attempt at the Sudoku puzzles once in a while as "reading the newspaper." But never mind, still 5 months to go. Anything can happen.

2. Forgive, forgive, forgive

I think I was feeling too forgiving on this particular day. It so happens I'm in a situation where I can't forgive. Not right now. Sorry.

3. Find myself, my inner self.

What was I in, a cult? I'm scratching this off.

4. Heal more

Apparently, I can make people feel better. :)

5. Swear and curse less, because less is more. :)

Hah. I never could walk the talk. Unachievable.

6. Be for the glory, not the degradation.

I think I got this off a book. I don't think I know what it means anymore.

Okay I know what it means, it's just that I've so involved in degradation and glory, they sort of balance out, you know what I mean? Still working on it.

7. Make a difference to the people around me.

Make a difference? Gosh, I must have recovered from a bad case of insecurity or something. Everyone loves me. I'm totally fabulous. I don't need to make a difference. Scratch.

8. Lose excess baggage.

It so happens that I've gained. 5 little ones. Damn. (see? unachievable) But I'm still going to be headstrong about this i.e. jogging in the morning!

9. Be more spontaneous.

Now this is something I'm sure I have achieved! :D Yay me.

10. Go bungee jumping.

Holy hell! Double scratch. Isn't it obvious I had not been to Gentings then?

So all-in-all, it's been a not so productive year, resolution-achieving wise. But who the hell cares? I'll take life as it goes by and see what happens. :)

Gentings

2009-07-26T23:23:00.007+08:00

Holy hell. When you've seen the Space Shot ride, I guess you've seen it all.

I AM NEVER GOING BUNGEE JUMPING

What the F man?! Who the hell goes on such a ride?!

Koen Eyck, thats who. Twice, no less.

***

It all started this morning, when I woke up at 11.30am. This is late for me. Very late. 4 hours late. Anyway, I only had time to change, stuff breakfast down, send something over to a friend's house, and then leave for Gentings (which apparently, is alot of time).

Which is bloody why we reached the place at friggin 2.30pm. Had we not taken the cable car, we'd have been there by like, I dunno, 1? Go figure.

The cable car station place thingy was like full of people. Why these people choose to use the cable car when they have huge bulging bags and babies to carry is beyond me. I mean, i counted about a zillion buses everywhere, from Gombak itself.

So yeah we had to endure (and I put alot of emphasis on this word) in the line. Picture crying babies and parents with prams, and the like. After waiting for approximately 15 minutes in the line we reach a sign that read:

"Waiting time from this point onwards: 30 minutes"

Wow, really? That's it? Pfft.

I made myself feel better by looking back at the beginning of the line while thinking to myself "At least we're not there", but this particular mindset was stomped on by a huge voice at the back of my head shouting "But we're not there (the end of the line) either."

If you ever do figure out my mind, let me know. ;)

***

Basically it was a typical day in Gentings. Didn't feel all that special, considering the fact that I had not been there in like 9 years. Yeah, that long.

Nothing special there folks (I'm totally ignoring the Space Shot ride btw). The Corkscrew and Flying-something rides were closed, and they charged us RM44 to utilise the rendered-useless Gentings themeparks without those 2 particular rides.

But I did eat cotton candy and turn round and round in a giant teacup till I was dizzy. :)

***

By the end of the trip, I realised something. Or make that 2 things. I have a fear of heights and of speed (and of water, snakes, death, and being thrown overboard from a sinking ship, but those are irrelevant aren't they?).

Seriously.

Tired

2009-07-26T00:45:00.005+08:00

Hello.

Here's how my day went.

I slept at 3am, studying (or at least trying to) for the Discrete Mathematics test at 9am. I vaguely remember my conversation with someone at that time.

Sudhan: Hey! It's like 3am weh. My test is at 9am weh. And I can't study weh. 6 hours to go. Die.

Someone: Good luck :)

Sudhan: Bitch.

I woke up at 7 friggin 30 in the morning, afraid that I was going to be late for the test. See, Mr. Koay specifically said to be early.

Test started at 8.50am and finished at 9.50am. All I can say is that it was do-able. Do-able.

Then I has errands to run. Typical Saturday morning, it was. Oh and did I mention that a friend from the Netherlands is visiting so I had to make space in my compact day for him?

Errands, that is to say, buying a new bulb to replace the broken one (yes literally broken; the thing burst for some weird reason; oh wait, yes there is a reason; life hates my guts), collecting some spare keys from the shop, rearranging my schedule for guitar classes, and finally dropping by the good ol' school to get my SPM cert.

Back home, I had half an hour before I had to go for my guitar class. Enough said.

After class I had to take my good old Dutch friend for lunch, where apparently, we did not get to go Dutch. Aside from that bad pun, he soo did not enjoy chicken rice. How does not not enjoy chicken rice, for god's sake? He's repels Malaysian food like flies to vinegar, like leopards to grass, like kids to MJ.

After that I had to rush to PJ, where I met Jessica after a very long hiatus. Well it wasn't much of a hiatus as it was an only-online-conversations. So yeah. It was great. Boo to those who couldn't be there. She belanja-ed me waffles. Hah.

***

Now I come home and I am tired. Tired. I need my bed.

As I throw myself onto the soft, cushion-y mattress of mine (from Ikea, go figure) I am disturbed:

"Get ready! We're taking Mr Dutch for dinner and movie!"

I need sleep! Does anyone get that?!

***

I sit through another two and a half hours of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Even so, I still can't get enough of that movie. It's simply wunderbar. Sucks to be those who don't like it. Oh wait, actually I did find myself escaping to the toilet to play Sudoku on my phone. I had overestimated my anticipation to see the movie twice.

***

It is 1.20am in the morning, the next day, now. We will be headed to Genting Highlands Theme Park in the morning. We (most definitely) will be home late. I (most definitely) will be tired. I have a Calculus test on Tuesday, Accounting test on Thursday, and a Programming test on Friday. God HELP me.

Dump the exams. Bring on the assignments. I'm tired.

Sixth

2009-07-16T23:47:00.003+08:00

Ten more minutes. Just ten more minutes, and my life will be changed forever.

Okay so maybe watching Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince on the premiere night won't make sure a difference to the dull and hectic life of mine, but the thrill of being one the first to do so rocks.

Just ten more minutes. I chew on more popcorn to pass the friggin time, which somehow decided to make like a snail, if you know what I mean.

"Oh my god, did you hear that?!"

Did I mention I'm with my mom?

"That song had the 'F' word in it!" she exclaims.

I realise that she's talking about the song that's being played before the movie starts. An Avenged Sevenfold song, if I'm not mistaken. Seriously wrong song to be played in a theatre filled with parents and their kids. Seriously.

Sighing, I reply. "If one word in a song like that get's you into a fit, then you have a lot more to be worried about."

I chew more popcorn. I have a feeling I will need it to get me through the night.

"...is this the movie where that Harry Potter guy goes nude?"

Oh for goodness sake.

"What?! No! That's Equus! That's totally different! That was on stage! That wasn't even Harry Potter!" I say.

Now it's she who sighs. "Oh. But I came for the movie thinking that he was going to be naked."

Popcorn. I need popcorn.

***

Two and a half hours later (of which one hour I found my mother sleeping), we emerge from the theatre and make our way back to the car. I can't help but express my genuine love for the movie. Top notch. Awesome-ness.

When we get into the car, my mother asks:

"So, this Voldemort fellow. He is evil is it?"

Popcorn. I need popcorn.

Test

2009-07-16T08:16:00.002+08:00

Don't you hate your lecturers sometimes? I know I do.

I am sitting in the lecture hall, or rather, the examination hall for now. It's Probability and Statistics I Test 1, and I'm finishing up my answers to the questions. It's surprisingly un-hard.

"Eh-hem... Students please take note about the following errors.." says the booming voice over the microphone. Mr Chua.

Right. Question 4. He's explaining the meaning of the instruction.

"There are 500 males in the blah blah. Of them are blah blah..."

These people are having a problem of understanding what "Of them" means. No comment.

=.=

After that I check to see if I have understood it properly as well. :P Hey, one can never be sure, right?

Suddenly I hear a giggle from behind me. I turn around to find one of the lecturers looking at my paper with a smile. I look once more at my paper. Did I do something wrong?

"Why? Wrong ah?" I asked.

Distractedly, she replies "Huh? No no, it's right." She then smiles and walks away...

...and leaves me there, dumbf**ked.

Now I'm not sure if the questions are as easy as they seem.
:(

Nostalgia II

2009-07-04T01:34:00.002+08:00

Can you believe this? I found this is an old post:

So just recently I had a talking-to with myself. This is what I have decided:
"I promise to never never never never ever take anything lightly and always always always take my studies seriously"

So there it is. I have repented. Never again will I be apathetic towards my studies. I will always study hard and achieve good results. Ah, I feel better.

Bullshit. Repented my ass. Here I am, at 1.35 in the morning, when I have a test on Monday. Sigh, I'll never learn my lesson. :D

I love myself, I'm awesome, I'm fabulous...

Nostalgia

2009-07-04T01:25:00.003+08:00

I was digging up old posts when I came across this one:

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Once upon a time, in a land 5 kilometers from my my home, there lived a BM teacher.

She was an evil lady who always made her students suffer by throwing homework at them and teaching Sastera improperly (she finished the novel in a week and never went back to it later on). Ignoring the fact that I'm being hyperbolic about her evil character, she also never pitied her students and always made sure they received bad marks in their BM exam. With that she actually had the audacity to tell parents that *student's name* was a little mischievous and she thought he/she could do better if he/she paid attention. I hate it when teachers do that: they scold you as if the world ends if your homework is not done and say "I'm gonna tell your mom/dad" and when the day comes for them to meet the parents they chicken out and say "Well ... your son/daughter is good, but he/she needs to brush up and pay attention" in the most polite tone anyone can have. Hypocrites. No ... no ... Motoloks.

Ok so now that we have established the fact that The Evil BM Teacher is a Motolok, let's call her that from now on.

So Motolok is the editor of the school magazine and she 'works hard' to keep it coming out well. She keeps all the info about the magazine in her FlashDisk; pictures, files, reports, etc. After our society took our group photographs, she gave me a sample photo to show my society members so that they will be able decide if they wanted to buy a copy. I gave it to the secretary of our club so that she could pass it around (alot of 'so that's' huh?). After she had done that she told me she put it on Motolok's table in the staff room. But when I went to her to confirm that she got it, she said that she did not. :| How uckfay-ed up huh? She started telling me stuff like she doesn't know where it was and if I didn't give it to her stuff would happen, I think. So she was really pissed at me. She also told me that my members would not get the pictures and that she did not care. Big deal! Like I gave a shit. Pfft. 8-| Anyway I hated her so much since that event. And what happened next made me happier.

One fine morning during the morning assembly, Motolok takes the mic and informs us that her handbag was stolen. Her FlashDisk was in her handbag so that meant good news for the magazine committee (Ahli Sidang Redaksi). So guess what happened then? She - get ready for this - cried. She started crying, I tell you! She was going on and on about how she was going to jinx the person who took it and other crap like that. The Senior Assistant (Penolong Kanan) tried to take the mic away from her and calmed her down, but she gripped the mic hard, kicked the Penolong Kanan in the shins, and said "Stay away from me Bitch!" And that was that.

Motolok got a new handbag, started strutting around as usual, pretending that we were not making fun of her behind her back (we called her Crybaby), and did not come to class for about a month. Can you believe how irresponsible she was?? Leaving us all alone one month before we were supposed to sit for a bliddy major examination; not to mention we cannot pass SPM without a pass in BM. Our grades for that subject was the suck as it was and there she was going all emo on us.

Then during our trial examination, she came in to invigilate and she did not let go of her handbag. How funny is that? She walked around the class with her handbag hung from one shoulder. I could not stop laughing (on the inside of course).

Anyway the Friday before we sat for our first paper (BM) our school gathered all the Form Five students and got them to have a "thank you" session with their teachers. This was an opportunity for us to thank our teachers for all that they have taught us and cry our eyes out like as if we will actually miss them after that. *rolls eyes till they pop out* So I was shaking hands with my teachers and saying thank you with a huge (fake) smile when I came to Motolok. GUESS WHAT SHE TOLD ME. She told me "Sudhan, good luck for your exams. I hope you do well. I'm sorry for the fight we had earlier this year".

I was gobsmacked! I did not know what to do! I told her "No, Motolok, it was my fault mainly for being irresponsible" and told her "thank you very much". Since then I have felt bad about whatever I talked and thought about her. I'm sorry Motolok. :) I wrote this because I wanted to share this story with the World Wide Web, but you don't care do you? That's because you don't understand what I'm talking about, but thats OK.

Once again I want to stress on the point that I have been hyperbolic in explaining Motolok's character. Don't be stupid and think that she is that evil. She is actually pretty nice. I remember when I was in Form Three, I went to the canteen to get a drink when my teacher was not in class. She caught me on the way and asked me "Where are you going?" and i replied "The canteen, maam". She asked me why and I said that I wanted to buy some water. Then she asked me "You are thirsty, is it?" (Dahaga ke?) and I said "Yes you cock, why else would I want to buy a drink?" Kidding. I said "Yes" of course. The she allowed me to go. My point here is: when she asked me if I was thirsty she gave that motherly look and I thought she was a nice person. I guess I judged her too quickly. However I don't hate her anymore. :)

Torture

2009-07-04T00:56:00.002+08:00

"I love myself. I'm awesome. I'm fabulous."

You say it long enough, and you'll start to believe it. I hope.

Birthday

2009-06-18T00:10:00.002+08:00

I sit at my table, glaring at my laptop. I've just come back from a long day of classes. Eventful, this day wasn't.

Somehow, this is the first birthday where I don't feel all special and fuzzy on the inside. I guess this is growing up.

Cake, then dinner at KLCC.

Hopefully it will be better than the dull day I had today.

Food

2009-06-17T13:20:00.004+08:00

"Accept it!"

No I will not.

"Say it!"

No. Piss off will you?

"You'll have to say the F-word one day"

No. I will never have to.

"Say it!"

"Fine!" I say, albeit unwillingly. "I am a Food-oholic."

I let out a huge breath and clutch my chest. Phew, that was almost unbearable. I was just arguing with my friend; apparently, I have a problem with eating. Huh. As if.

I mean, okay, let's see what I ate yesterday. I went out with my cousins to Sunway Pyramid. There we started with the movie, that is to say, popcorn. Who can argue with popcorn?! Popcorn is a must have. So yeah that doesn't count.

Then we had lunch at KFC. I ordered a Zinger Burger and a Toasted Twister. Well quite understandable. I mean, have you seen the size of the burgers nowadays? I didn't know they make 'em compact now. And then the Toasted Twister. Come on, one can't really be full after eating that, am I right? Exactly.

So then I met Kesha. Old time friends, we are. So of course we had to sit down for tea. After a drink from Asian Avenue, we went to J-Co Donuts. I had three donuts, three most awesomely delicious donuts anyone can imagine. The first one was Glazzy. It the softest, yet very crispy, donut anyone can ever imagine. Oh, so delicious! And have you ever heard of a savoury donut, as opposed to the sweet ones which are always sold? Well I had not, so I just had to have the Mona Pisa! And the other one was the Tira-Miss-U. The name said it all. I had to have it.

Let's see. After that we proceeded to the the exit. Oh wait we stopped to buy some sandwiches for the road. Oh come on, we need to have dinner right? Right...?

Okay, maybe I do have a teensy-weensy problem with food: I can't have enough. But it's nothing I can't get over. Really. I mean, everyone likes to eat right? Eating is natural. Exactly.

I don't think it's anything to worry about anyway. Okay, to prove how right I am, I will go for the one class I have today, and not eat anything. Yes, that will show them how right I am.

I walk past the cafeteria towards the corridor. I take out my water bottle from my bag and proceed to the water cooler to fill it up. As it is filling up, I notice that the notice board beside the Nasi Lemak and Chicken Rice stall has been updated. I walk to the board, completely ignoring the two stalls, I might add.

Interesting, interesting. Lot's of new activities going on. How very interesting...

Then suddenly, I turn around and go to the Nasi Lemak stall. I pay and take my plate and sit at a nearby table.

Wait. What just happened?

Hindu

2009-06-15T21:04:00.002+08:00

If you're a Hindu, you'll find something to laugh at in this quiz. Lol.

How much do you know about Hindu Gods

This is a quiz about the pantheion of Hindu GODS and GODESSES

1.How many Vedas are there in Hinduism?
4
more than 3
2
Vedas what are those???????
2.What are Vedas otherwise called as?
Shruthis
Puranas
Smritis
Vedas are Vedas no other name
3.Who are the Trinity Gods of Hinduism
Allah,Jesus,Krishna ← You have to laugh at this. Ha-ha
Saraswathi,Lakshmi,Parvathi
Ganesha,Bhairava,Vishnu
Brahma,Vishnu,Shiva
4.Who is the God of protection?
Ram
Vishnu
The Defence minister of the country ← This too! Wtf!
Shiva
5.Who are the wives of Karthikeya/Muruga/Subhramanya?
Rukmini,Bhama,Jambavi
Valli and Devesena
Valli,Devasena and Devaduthi
All women
6.Whose son is Sastha? ←Who the fuck is this?
There is no one called Sastha
Shiva and Parvathi
Karthikeya and Devasena
Son of Vishnu(Mohini) and Shiva
7.Who are the 3 acharyas?← The hell if I know
Tukaram.Kabir,Mira
Sankara,Ramanuja & Madhva
Mosses,Mohammed,Hanuman
Sankara,Basava,Madhva
8.What was the philosophy of Shankara?
Ye he was not a philosopher
Dvaita
I dont remember
Advaita
9.What is the abode of Shiva?
No 10 Janpath
Kailash
Sea
Himalayas
10.What was the 4th avtar of Visnu?
He took only 2 avtars
Varaha
Ram
Narasimham

Night

2009-06-05T00:15:00.001+08:00

It is nineteen minutes after midnight on the fifth of June. And I am bored.

...

2009-06-02T16:01:00.004+08:00

I read the reply I have just received from someone. I asked him "Are you there yet?" and he replies "Yes..."

Somehow I just can't get my head around the fact that he's added two extra full-stops after his answer. It just makes him look impatient and makes me look like a friggin ass who can't seem to comprehend his arrival. "Yes......"

I reply "Great, I'll be right there."

Two seconds later, my phone beeps, signaling a received message. "Ok..."

What the hell?! What with the "..." ?

Can't someone just type "O-friggin-k" without the full-stops? It's not that hard. The extra full-stops just make their answers longer and...and...well just not very nice to read. Gosh.

When I get home and sign into Facebook, I notice a guy I know used to be in the school I used to go to.

Sudhan Nair at 15:57 on 02 June
Is than an SSU badge I see? /:|

Guy-I-Know at 15:58 on 02 June
yes....

This is getting irritating. He's practically asking me "Yes......what's it to you?"

Sudhan Nair at 15:59 on 02 June
dude! you're in SSU?!

Guy-I-Know at 15:59 on 02 June
used to be la...

Now he's calling me an ass for asking such a question. Subliminal messages, people! Alot can be contained in just three dots.

Sudhan Nair at 16:00 on 02 June
oh okay. i was there till form 2. when were you there?

Guy-I-Know at 16:01 on 02 June
i was there from 2006 till last year...

To this, I don't know what to reply. I'll give him a taste of his own medicine.

Sudhan Nair at 16:02 on 02 June
oh...awesome! :D

No reply. Sometimes, being nice doesn't pay.

Hurt

2009-06-01T22:35:00.001+08:00

Done by JJ. :)

Day One

2009-06-01T21:12:00.004+08:00

Oh God. Oh God, oh God, oh God.

I hate this place. I detest this place. No, no. I just hate it.

Day One at UTAR Setapak Campus.

I sweat as I walk along the pavement to DK1 for my first lecture. Not only is it surprising that one is able to perspire despite the fact that the pathway is covered, but...oh screw it, this place just sucks.

Argh!

Event

2009-05-31T18:24:00.005+08:00

I sigh as I drive home from Kala Mandapam, Brickfields. After so many months of (so called) hard work, Sabtha Swaranjali finally happened.

Just before leaving my house. Ignore the toilet bowl in the background.

Me and the big boss, Shankari.

Me and the stage manager, Yamuna.

Thiviya and me.

Revathy and your's truly.

Yamuna's sister, Mahesh and moi.

The surprise guest on that day, Punitha akka.

Me and the one and only, Mr Dhanashekar

Veknasha, Me, and Rubanarmada. From another group. Nice to meet you guys :)

...and how can I forget, the one and only, last but definitely not least, Guru Renuka!

Tag

2009-04-30T15:27:00.002+08:00

Here are the rules - post this list on your profile (in Notes) replacing my answers with yours.
Tag 25 people to do the same thing. Don't forget to Tag the person that tagged you!

If I tagged YOU, it's because I want to know more about YOU! (which I don't)

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
I was nearly named after a monkey.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Er, I don't remember.

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Of course. It's the best. :D

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Chicken. Tender and juicy.

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Ugh, no.

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Yes! I really would! I'm such an interesting person! Who wouldn't want to be friends with me?

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM
Is that even a question?

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
Nope. They were removed when I was seven. Why? They were being bitches in my throat.

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
If you push me over, yes.

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Well....I'm flexible.

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
No. What's the point?

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Chocolate Chip and something or other. Bah, I'm not picky. I get sick of the same thing, so yeah. No favourite one.

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Their faces, whether they look bitchy or not.

15. RED OR PINK?
Pink

16. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
Indecisiveness.

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
No one.

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO COMPLETE THIS LIST?
Hell, I don't even want ME to complete this list.

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
No pants, no shoes. Shorts, and I'm on the bed, so barefeet.

20. WHAT IS THE ONE WORD YOU TEND TO OVERUSE?
Fuck.

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
Murder She Wrote on TV.

22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE
:| How the hell should I know? Ask my manufacturer.

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
My own BO.

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Kak Ana.

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
Not really. :D

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH
Anything that's on the telly.

27. HAIR COLOR?
Black.

28. EYE COLOR?
Black.

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
nope

30. FAVORITE FOOD?
I'm not picky.

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Happy endings are cliche. Nowadays scary movies are dumb. So neither.

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Forgot.

33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Black.

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Autumn.

35. HUGS OR KISSES?
Neither, they both are yucky.

37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
People who religiously follow blogs and like to do bloody tags because it makes them feel special.

38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
People who don't give a fuck. Ooh, I'll tell you who. John Son. That's who.

39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
Shopaholic and Sister by Sophie Kinsella. What? It's funny. Move the fuck on to the next question.

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
No mouse pad. I don't support sanitary equipments for rodents.

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT?
A movie on Star Movies, then a documentary on The History Channel, then Ben 10 on Cartoon Network, then the Nanny on Hallmark. Yes, I worked my way up.

42. FAVORITE SOUND(S).
The sounds of silence. How poe-the-tic.

43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
Rolling Stones and Beatles.

44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
Far enough.

45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
Yes. But I'm not likely to tell you.

46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Labuan, Sabah.

47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
Nobody's.

48. HOW DID YOU MEET YOUR SPOUSE?
Haven't met her.

Thankful

2009-04-23T16:34:00.004+08:00

After a hectic day with the taxi driver and all that, I sit back at the kitchen table and turn on the laptop. I open up my email inbox and find an email (forwarded obviously) which is quite thought-provoking. I was at my lowest ebb until I read this email, which made me think that maybe I was making too big a deal about things.

I AM THANKFUL: FOR THE WIFE
WHO SAYS IT'S EGGS N BACON TONIGHT,
BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME,
AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

FOR THE HUSBAND
WHO IS ON THE SOFA
BEING A COUCH POTATO,
BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME
AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.

FOR THE TEENAGER
WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME,
AND NOT ON THE STREETS.

FOR THE TAXES I PAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM EMPLOYED.

FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE
BEEN SURROUNDED BY FAMILY & FRIENDS.

FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.

FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE.

FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.

FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING
I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT
BECAUSE IT MEANS
WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.

FOR THE PARKING SPOT
I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION.

FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM WARM.

FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH
WHO SINGS OFF KEY

BECAUSE IT MEANS
I CAN HEAR.

FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES
AT THE END OF THE DAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN
CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.

Well, I may not be married with kids, nor do I have taxes to pay (but I pay the bills and taxes at home) but the message makes me think about how much I have been complaining over the past few days. Screw that, then. What do I know, right? ;)

Busy

2009-04-23T16:24:00.003+08:00

I put out my hand and signal for the incoming taxi, but the greeen cab turns into the adjacent street. Son-of-a...

The sun is out and at full force today. I have been out since nine in the morning, travelling, as I always seem to be doing. Errands are a bloody bane on my life. I had to go to Klang to sign documents and do some banking work after which I was supposed to meet N for consultation with Miss Sh. As I was heading back to KL, I got a call from N saying he was not able to make it for consultation and had cancelled it. Sigh. More last-minute screwups.

Short of giving the finger to the heavens, I decide to stay calm and just get on with what I had to do. No matter, I thought, I'll just go to the Department of Student Affairs and retrieve some forms I had to fill in. Dreading the sun, I still got down from the bus and walked to PD block.

I came out ten minutes later empty-handed; those forms are only necessary after I have received my final exam results. A bloody waste of my time.

So here I am, partially hidden from the sun, under the protection of the bus stop, hailing cabs and hoping a bus comes along so I don't need the cab. Call me indecisive.

Finally I get a cab and get it gratefully, taking in the cool air-conditioning. I breathe out in relief.

"Hot, isn't it?" the driver says. He's a chubby man with a scarred face.

Oh someone who's on my side. "Yes, it is," I reply. "Very."

"You don't like it?" he asks.

No, I fucking don't. "No," I say adding a chuckle. "You do?"

"Yes, I do," he replies.

I do a double take. What happened to being on my side? I am on the verge of telling him I don't give a rat's ass what he thinks when he asks "Why don't you like the heat?"

Once again, I am stunned. No one has ever asked me that before. I mean it goes without saying doesn't it?

"Well, er, you see, it's hot, and uncomfortable, and I'll sweat alot, and I'll stink." Not to mention I'm telling this all to a taxi driver.

"Aiya...wear expensive deodorant lah," he says. What the hell?! Why am I even having this conversation with this guy?

"Why do you like the heat then?" I ask. He aint getting the better of me. Hmph.

"Hot is very good," he says. "You know I just got back from jogging. I like to jog at noon." He pats his stomach. "You should exercise lah."

At this I realised I have nothing to say to this man. I shut my trap and waited to get down from the freaking taxi driven by a mad exercise freak who thinks it cool to jog at a time when the sun is the hottest and then change the topic of discussion from the heat to exercising. The hell.

"Oh look at that girl."

Great. He's horny as well.

Lunch

2009-04-20T22:32:00.007+08:00

As I enter class late, I decide to have my breakfast. I have skipped it enough times. Breakfast, not the class. Hunger is me and I crave a nice Nasi Lemak. I head to the cafeteria and see the beautiful packs of Nasi Lemak awaiting my grasp, stacked on a wooden tray on the shelf. Ah, bliss.

Later, class is over and we head over to the new Cold Storage building beside the Jaya One complex. By "we" I mean Alex, YH and I. The others did not bother coming to class.

The moment we enter I spot free samples left and right. Free samples are the best. Sometimes I go back for seconds when they don't seem to remember me. But that's not all the time, so usually I'm stuck with only one sample.

I get a free sample of some juice, butter on bread, and a small chunk of a granola bar before we head to the Non-Halal section. Despite being a strict believer of pigs' rights, I get tempted to try a few free samples of luncheon meat. I take a bite of the meat on a toothpick and immediately I feel like spitting it out. It's not that it had gone bad or anything; I just can't stomach pork. I feel pity for the poor pig that had to be slaughtered. Don't ask me why I don't feel the same way for chicken.

We walk out of Cold Storage with a tin of whipped cream (sweetened) in my hand. I feel so accomplished with it in my hand. After so long of wishing I could get a can and spray cream into my mouth, I finally got my wish.

Killineys looked alright for lunch, so we entered, ordered, and camwhored. YH coincidentally... just happened to have a camera with him. So sue us.

We tried to take it from the side, but it just didn't work.

Waiting for Airlacks to set the camera up, when he accidentally snapped.

Almost perfect. :/

Later on at night, I check my email and notice YH has sent me the pictures we took in the afternoon. Fuyoh, it comes with a speech and all. I so need to spread this, :D

i dont remember how 2 write a letter n blablabla so i'll just say: You rock!! *the rest of the content has been censored due to reader discretion*

Check it out, I rock ;)

Snack

2009-04-12T23:31:00.002+08:00

I put down my book and listen for noises outside the door. Pin-drop silence, except for the soft whirring of the washing machine downstairs. I peer through the space between the door and the floor. Some light coming from the left side emanates; I think the light upstairs is on. Okay, all systems go.

I can feel the batter calling me from within the depths of the refridgerator. My heart thumps as I near the fridge, slowly and very subtly exciting me. My mouth can just taste the fried batter, my taste buds working off the scale. The sourish, crispy, and soft texture of the fried thosai gives me slight goosebumps and I grab the handle of the fridge. I picture the dollops of ghee I shall add onto the fried thosai after very tenderly scraping it from the hot pan.

I open the door of the fridge.The golden brown colour of the to-be-fried batter will be hot so that the ghee that is dropped onto it melts away like ice under the sun. I shall tear off a piece of the thosai and gently rest it between my teeth and on top of my tongue. I can just taste the savoury flavour of the thosai and ghee in my mouth...

Is that cake? My eyes rest upon the looks of a piece of a cake. Second shelf, on the far right ride. The black chocolate frosting shines brightly under the light of the fridge, making the white icing words stand out. There is a thick white layer of cream, sandwiched between two chocolate cake tops. Mmm, lusciousscrumptiouschocolicious all in one.

Mmm. After muching on a piece of Chocolate Devil, I close the fridge door. I start walking away and decide to finish up my book.

Suddenly my heart starts pounding again. I am instantly reminded of the tupperware of sour batter awaiting my grasp. God I am a food-o-holic.

Five minutes late my thosai is hot and toasting on the stove. The smell and sound of frying thosai is so invigorating at this time of night.

I put a laptop onto the counter and start it up. My book lays unread beside it, while I start typing away. Oh it feels great. Everyone's asleep, I get to sit back and snack while perusing the World Wide Web. Luckily for me everyone in the house sleeps early. They're really good people, who despite nag me to sleep, allow me to spend my nights up late doing what I want, as I'm always in their servitude during the day.

"Sudhan what are you doing?"

What the fuck! Why is he awake?! Shit! The stove is on and the thosai is crackling away on the pan. I can't hide it and I have no time to cover. What the fuck am I going to do?

Okay maybe I stretched the truth a little when I said they allow me to stay up. When I say allow I actually mean they don't know that I stay up late and munch on food so I'd rather keep that info the hell away from them.

What the fuck is he doing down at this time? It's late! What the fuck am I going to do? I decide to relent. Okay, that should work. Just pretend like this aint a big deal.

"Yeah, well I'm just in the kitchen, having a snack."

Okay that went well. Nothing happens. When all is quiet and everyone is asleep again (which I hope to God is true) I turn on Cinemax to watch True Blood. Why Cinemax is airing a HBO orginal production is beyond me.

I hear the door upstairs opening once again. Oh for heaven's sake. This is going to be a long night.

Tag

2009-04-05T00:33:00.003+08:00

"People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs. Tag ten people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it on to other people."

I stare at the instructions incredulously. Are the creators of these tags trying to make a farce of our lives? Oh well, I start doing it anyway.

1. What have you been doing recently?
Nothing. Except Management assignment, Web Page Design assignment, Drama practice, Drama script, tutorials, finishing a bloody book I bought months ago, travelling to PJ everyday, going for classes, studying for tests, and chores. Oh yea, besides that I'm practically free.

2. Do you ever turn your cellphone off?
Yes, when the battery is dying, and I'm nowhere near a charger and not expecting a call.

3. What happened at 10am today?
I was at PA144, UTAR rehearsing my Drama assignment with my group members.

4. When did you last cry?
11.35am. I had to. It's in the script.

5. Believe in fate or destiny?
Aren't they basically the same thing?

6. What do you want in your life right now?
Slumber.

7. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or do you put up your hood?
Put up my hood, whatever that means.

8. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?
A nice soft pillow.

9. What bottom are you wearing right now?
Er, long grey shorts?

10. What's the nicest message in your inbox say?
People don't tell me nice things.

11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?
No, I just have a simple rule. Serve me.

12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?
No.

13. What's the last movie you caught?
Hotel for Dogs.

14. What are you proud of?
My repertoire.

15. What does the oldest message in your inbox say?
"Happy Chinese New Year to you too"

16. What's the last song you sang out loud?
Gee, I don't remember. I sing out loud alot.

17. Do you have any nicknames?
My name is a nickname in itself. My real name is shit long. Not Shit Long, I meant very long.

18. What does your last received message say?
Well it's personal to the person who sent it. So I can't tell you that she's upset with her job because they use her to finish up work that she's not supposed to do, until six in the morning.

19. *The creator or the tag was dumb enough to leave this question out*

20. *Refer to previous question*

21. Who gives you best advice?
No one. They tell me stuff I don't want to hear.

22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?
The question should be "Do you eat whipped cream?" period.

23. Who did you talk to on the phone last night?
Shimi

24. Is anyone bugging you right now?
How many do you want me to list?

25. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?
When I screwed up my line and started laughing when I was supposed to say "Back off Jean" angrily.

26. Do you wear toe socks?
No.

27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?
Jie Juan. I missed his gig. Wtf. Sorry man. :(

28. Have you ever had your heart broken?
Oh, not so much broken as smashed to pulp.

29. Who annoys you the most in person?
Those who are narrow-minded and stupid. A few people in general.

30. Do you have a crush on anyone?
No.

31. Have you ever done cocaine?
I've never been given the chance.

32. What is the colour of your room?
Do you mean my walls? Yellow. Bright, and now dusty yellow.

33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars?
Who knows? I killed an aunt who doesn't exist for ten percent extra on my assignment. God knows what else I'm capable of.

34. Do you believe in the saying "Talk is cheap"?
Oh yeahhh.

35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?
You see, the point of it being my bed is that it's mine. So yea..

36. Who was the last person to hug you?
Some aunty who says "You're like my son." I would give a reply, but I think it would be inappropriate to say "You're like an aunty whose house I go to for regular classes, and who I think is weird to think of me as her son, who's happily studying in Russia and doesn't call you often, so much so that you're making me the object of your obsession."

37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?
Oh yeah, many people did. But they don't know I kissed that person.

38. Do you have a life?
Shimi says I don't.

39. Have you ever thought someone died when they really didn't die?
Yes.

40. What's the reason behind your profile song?
I like it. End of reason.

41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?
My dad. You know, this "quiz" is bloody long.

42. Last time your smiled?
When I met a familiar face at a show just now.

43. Have you changed this year?
Yeah I have.

44. What are you listening to right now?
A movie going on on tv.

45. Are you talking to someone while doing this?
No

46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed?
Opened.

47. Is there a quote you live by?
There are quoteS that change from time to time.

48. Do you have someone you cannot have?
How can I have someone I cannot have?

49. Have you ever played an instrument?
Many.

50. What's the worst idea you've had this week?
ANSWERING THIS BLOODY "QUIZ"

51. What were you doing last night at 11pm?
Watching tv.

52. Are you happy with your love life?
I don't have one, hence I am happy.

53. What song best describes your love life?
No love life = No song

54. Does the person know that you like him/her?
Him/her doesn't exist.

55. Who always make you laugh?
My classmates, and other people.

56. Do you speak any other language besides English?
Malay, some Tamil, a little Malayalam, fluent Pig-Latin.

57. Favourite website?
www.maddox.xmission.com

58. *this one too*

59. What are you doing tomorrow?
Not planned.

60. Who do you think you are like?
Like the guy I was reincarnated from.

61. Who will you plan to die with?
I told you I don't look into the future.

62. Where have you been today?
College, KL (I drove to KL today!)

63. What game do you play often?
Sudoku.

64. Who are you missing right now?
I'm self sufficient.

65. If you have to choose between a friend and a lover who would you choose?
We'll see.

66. What are you doing right now?
Wishing I would stop answering, bloody hell!

67. Which primary school are you from?
Sri Utama

68. Name three colours that you like.
Green, Blue, Black

69. What emoticon do you like to show?
:-j

70. What is your life to you?
*follows Sze Ye* like that la

71. If you have something troubling you what will you do?
Complain.

72. Who did you last chat on MSN with?
No one. I didn't go online.

73. Who do you admire most?
Me.

74. Which month are you born in?
June

75. How are you feeling right now?
Tired.

76. What is the time now?
1.55am

77. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
A very very soft person.

78. What colour did you use to dye your hair?
Aw you flatter me. It's au naturel.

79. Why are you doing this?
Obligation to answer Sze Ye's tags.

80. What do you do when you are moody?
Complain

81. At which age do you wish to get married?
Marriage are for those who don't have a life.

82. Who is more important to you?
You didn't give me anyone to compare with.

83. If today is the last day of your life what will you do?
Oh cut the philosophical crap already. I have seventeen questions to go.

84. Who is the person you trust the most?
I don't trust anyone. Even I'm not trustworthy. Woe is the one who trusts me.

85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after it rains?
I'm too lazy to think about it.

86. If you have a dream that comes true, what would it be?
Skip.

87. What is your goal for this year?
Skip

88. Do you believe in eternal love?
No. You get bored after awhile.

89. What feeling do you love the most?
Skip

90. Do you really think it's global warming now?
Only ten more questions to go! :D And if I have to answer this, I'd have to be an imbecile.

91. What feeling do you hate the most?
And let you find the best way to manipulate me? Pfft.

92. Do you cherish every single friendship...

You know what, I'm tired. I can't sustain till a 100. Goodnight.

Freak

2009-03-29T00:17:00.002+08:00

Once again, Mona strikes, this time with hilarious consequences.

Elle offers to scare the shit out of her (mona). Now you should know that Elle has the uncanny ability to scare the shit out of anyone.

mona has been added to the conversation

...for the last time in her life.

mona says:
hmm

She always starts with "hmm". I never get that.

Adele says:
Oh hi mona ;>

Adele says:
How are you? :">

rudico says:
adele meet mona. mona meet adele

mona says:
hi adele

Adele says:
Yo sup?

Adele says:
What's cracking lacking? :J

mona says:
5n

mona says:
u

5n = fine. I dunno. It's a jargon, considered cool by some people. I believe "fine" is perfectly comprehensible. And does she have a problem with using the question mark?

Adele says:
5n?

Adele says:
Your class?

Adele says:
;|

mona says:
wat

Adele says:
Me?

Adele says:
Well, I am great. :)

mona says:
??

Adele says:
I like girls by the way :)

Adele says:
So watcha doen?

Adele says:
Are you hot?

Adele says:
;S

mona says:
ooh

mona says:
wat hot ha

Adele says:
Are you hot? ;>

Adele says:
You know, like tobasco sauce ;>

Adele says:
Hot like that? ;>

mona has left the conversation.

I am literally on the floor laughing by the time the conversation is over. Okay maybe not literally, but you get what I mean. Oh and the best thing is:

mona says:
hey i x like msg wit him

Note the "him"

mona says:
m sori

rudico says:
what happened?

mona says:
he askin am i hot ol

mona says:
wat guy la he

rudico says:
that's a girl lah

rudico says:
hahahah

rudico says:
not a guy

mona says:
gul ha

mona says:
haiy

mona says:
y she talkin like tat

rudico says:
she's very outspoken

mona says:
oooh

mona says:
itz k

mona says:
u cht wit her la

rudico says:
okay

rudico says:
:)

She's more fun than you anyway. *shows tongue*

	Allah,Jesus,Krishna ← You have to laugh at this. Ha-ha
	Saraswathi,Lakshmi,Parvathi
	Ganesha,Bhairava,Vishnu
	Brahma,Vishnu,Shiva

	Ram
	Vishnu
	The Defence minister of the country ← This too! Wtf!
	Shiva

	Rukmini,Bhama,Jambavi
	Valli and Devesena
	Valli,Devasena and Devaduthi
	All women

	There is no one called Sastha
	Shiva and Parvathi
	Karthikeya and Devasena
	Son of Vishnu(Mohini) and Shiva

	Tukaram.Kabir,Mira
	Sankara,Ramanuja & Madhva
	Mosses,Mohammed,Hanuman
	Sankara,Basava,Madhva

	Shruthis
	Puranas
	Smritis
	Vedas are Vedas no other name

	No 10 Janpath
	Kailash
	Sea
	Himalayas

	He took only 2 avtars
	Varaha
	Ram
	Narasimham