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boom explodey pow

2011-11-02T09:26:00.000-07:00

Anyone who has ever seen a tank will know that it has as its main weapon a rather large gun that is mounted on an armored platform, called a turret, which is capable of turning a full 360 degrees. When I say large, I mean that the gun has a caliber ranging from 105 to 150mm. If you think that's small, understand that the shells the gun fires are between 10.5 and 15 centimeters across. For some perspective, a 12.7mm round to the shoulder would take your entire arm off, so imagine what would happen if something that big hit you. Most tank guns have barrels that are smooth, though there are slightly better ones, usually British, that are rifled. What this means is that the canon has internal grooves, not unlike those you'd find on a candy cane, that vastly improves its accuracy so it doesn't just 'hit something over there'.

These magic wands of death typically fire two different kinds of rounds (a fancy military term for a big, exploding bullet): armor piercing and high explosive. Now the people who design tanks would very much rather not have them exploded by other tanks, so obviously they try their very best to make them as least likely to get blasted apart as possible by covering them in armor specifically designed not to get penetrated by rounds fired from their enemies. This is why armor piercing rounds, as its name suggests, are specifically designed to try and pierce such armor. High explosive shells, on the other hand, are meant for blasting apart specially strengthened buildings you might have the misfortune of attempting to hide in on the battlefield.

Now there is no point having all of this if you can't aim your nice, big gun properly, so the tank people have used and developed fancy ways of making sure the tank round hits whatever the gunner (or tank commander, depending on who's boss) wanted to hit instead of some poor sod's house. In the good old days of World War II, this was accomplished, albeit not with complete success, by actually looking at the target with your eyes via either a periscope, which was the safest way at that time, or by opening a hatch on top of the tank and peeking out at the surrounding environment, though doing this would expose your precious noggin to sniper fire. Today's tanks have all sorts of fancy technological wizardry that use different types of sensors, computers and of course physics to make sure the the gun's shells hit the correct target.

Tanks sometimes have to fire their canons while moving, and because canons are very big and heavy things, they tend to flop about when the tank is rolling. This would obviously make aiming and firing rather difficult, so they have to be stabilized by a gyroscope, which is basically a much more expensive and complicated version of that spinning, top-like thing you had as a toddler. Tank guns also tend to be fitted with muzzle brakes, which are specially designed caps put on their ends to prevent the canons from jerking back excessively when they fire their big, heavy rounds.

If you have ever played with fireworks, you will know that gunpowder emits a lot of nasty, putrid smoke, and gunpowder is still used to fire tank rounds today, which is why a fume extractor, usually attached to the gun somewhere in the middle, is needed to stop fumes from entering the crew compartment. This is very important because there's no point having a tank when its crew is dead from breathing in too much of that toxic smoke. Also, something called an insulating thermal jacket is sometimes wrapped around the entire barrel (the long, protruding part of a gun) to prevent it from getting bent when used for extended periods of time. This rather unpleasant side effect happens when the extreme heat released during the firing of rounds isn't distributed evenly, causing the hotter bits of the gun to expand more quickly than the relatively cooler bits.

Bear in mind that there will be very unhappy people trying to knock out your precious tank with rockets and bazookas, and you will have to shoot them to make sure that they don't, but using your tank's main canon to fire at people is quite pointless for two reasons - one: that big gun can't be fired fast enough (normal firing rates are a few rounds a minute) to kill every single bazooka-toting Afghan running at you, and two: you DO NOT need a fifteen centimeter bullet to kill a reasonably sized human being. This is why all tanks have smaller normal machine guns, usually with a caliber of 7-8mm, mounted right next their main guns. Also, if your enemy is smart, he might try to drop bombs on your tank with a helicopter, or if he's both rich and smart, a jet, so bigger 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns are usually mounted on the roof to turn any aircraft the Iraqis throw at you into flaming piles of very expensive scrap metal. Oh yes, war sounds like fun now doesn't it?

Gods of Naughtiness

2011-10-19T04:10:00.000-07:00

I know that there are certain people who will want to have me lynched for saying this, but I shall be brutally honest and tell you right now that I don't believe in God. This doesn't mean that I don't respect the opinions of people who have such beliefs, because I do. No, really. However, unless you're one of those hateful unreasonably staunch fanatics, you will agree with me that the only sensible argument you could possibly have going for the existence of such an entity is faith, and nothing more, which is why I would have to strongly disagree with a certain article that has been handed to me for inspection.

Now I will be frank and say that whoever wrote this hasn't been very clear about what he or she's on to, but from what I can make of it he or she is trying to brainwash us into thinking that the reason things exist as they are is due to an highly superior unseen presence, or a God, if you will. I can actually end this whole thing by saying that you simply cannot use something that hasn't been proven to exist as a valid argument for anything, but because I have to write a 400 word essay on this I shall be forced to elaborate.

In his opening sentence, the writer assumes that almost everyone knows that the Earth spins around its axis at speeds of thousands of miles an hour, which, as a certain someone pointed out, is a rather ambitious assumption because as far as I'm concerned it moves quite slowly, or at least it seems this way from here. He or she then proceeds to mumble something about big tortoises standing on the the top of huge elephants, which I couldn't see the relevance of initially but after considerable ponderation I suspect this is supposed to refer to a time when humans existed as huge, hairy gorillas.

The writer then proceeds to spit out some apparent facts about the Earth and our existence in general, and while I must admit that said facts are logical and make rather alarming amounts of sense, I feel inclined to point out that he or she should have at least included some credible references after the text to prove that the aforementioned facts are in fact true. All of this was supposed to be proof of the existence of some sort of higher being, because as he says: 'Such a well-organised structure cannot exist and be created incidentally, can it?'

If this ignoramus ever bothered taking secondary school physics, he or she would know that the reason everything in this part of the universe is so well balanced is because of something called equilibrium, which occurs when the forces acting on something balance each other out. Now if whatever magical forces acting on our world weren't in equilibrium, just like most other objects in the universe, we wouldn't even exist. The writer mentions that the reason we are alive and well right now is because the conditions here are just right, but what he or she neglected to consider was the fact that most of the universe isn't as fortunate as the part that we are miraculously lucky enough to live in, which is why the rest of it seems so lifeless until you take into consideration the significant possibility of something else living and breathing in a region of outer space even the most ridiculously expensive equipment can't explore.

Our beloved writer does not seem to have a reasonable understanding of the English language, a fact proven when he describes Darwin's theory of evolution as notorious, because it most certainly is not, reason being the word notorious lends whatever it's being used to describe a rather negative connotation. Famous yes, but definitely not notorious. The philistine then even goes as far as to say that the fact that no one still seems to know how we came about to exist, even after tedious amounts of researching and hypothesizing, is proof of the existence of an almighty being. I find this rather ridiculous because you simply can't attribute everything we're dumb enough not to know to this entity called God.

As a last-ditch attempt to justify his/her argument, the author starts quoting statements from famous scientists who favor the existence of a higher being, and while these were people who made huge contributions to all things scientific, they are merely opinions, and opinions do not guarantee fact. Whoever wrote this does not seem to be very bright because 'All believers of a religion cannot be wrong; at least the grain of truth must exist.' This is something called herd mentality, and I'm sure you've heard of it. There was a dark time when everyone was marrying their sisters, but I'm quite sure this wasn't right at all, unless of course you had some sort of weird, creepy fetish for incest.

The article finishes with 'Anyway, it is appealing to believe in something as pleasant as the reservation of the tiny hostel somewhere in paradise, which you might deserve after passing away, instead of something so horribly and terribly named as nothingness, isn't it?' Basic logic tells me that when we die, we cease to exist, so there's nothing for us to suffer or enjoy. Now of course I can't be completely sure of this, but when I do get out of here and if I find out that there really is an afterlife, I'll be sure to try my best to let you know what it's like.

Emission omission

2011-10-10T02:17:00.000-07:00

I've just noticed a rather significant (or insignificant, depending on how seriously you take the art of engine-making) blunder in my previous post. I mentioned that a certain French automotive manufacturer has given birth to a tiny engine capable of producing as much power as an engine twice its size with only a fraction of its emissions. As it turns out, the aforementioned car giant was Italian, not French. Yes, it was Fiat that came up with the 1.2-liter two-cylinder 85bhp TWIN-AIR engine, not Renault. I sincerely apologize for providing you with the wrong information, a consequence of my unrelenting tendency to be lazy.

This engine is one of the fundamental reasons why I would reject the very concept of a hybrid. You see, I'm an insufferable petrol head (and a pyromaniac, if there's even the slightest relation) and any self-respecting petrol head would only want to be seen in something that's powered purely by some form of crude oil. The reason for this is simple, really: Petrol powered automobiles provide us with the widest grins upon flooring of the throttle. There are plenty of imbeciles who will tell you the a car's one and only purpose is to get you from one point to another, and it is these imbeciles who will be willingly seen bumbling about in one of those god-awful hybrids. In case you didn't know, a Prius is one of the worst cars to drive around in. Yes, it probably will save you a few quid on gas, but it's one of the dullest things available to mankind. The handling is rubbish, it takes roughly an hour to get from 0 to 60, and only people like Leonardo DiCaprio are to be seen in one. If you actually take the time to think about it, running out of petrol has absolutely no negative environmental effects. In fact, we're actually doing our planet a favor because no fossil fuel = no pollution. I therefore urge every single one of you to climb into the nearest V8 and make merry with the accelerator. If we're going to run out of fossil fuel we might as well enjoy every last bit of it as best we can, and that's exactly what the TWIN-AIR is for. I have previously mentioned that this revolutionary little thing will make hybrids the automotive equivalent of Betamax, and I still stand by it.

Why would you buy a Prius with its dirty internal combustion engine and its toxic batteries when you can get cars that spit out nothing but water? No, you aren't dream-reading, there really are cars with drinkable emissions. Such cars run on hydrogen, one of the most abundant elements in the UNIVERSE, and therefore if you're genuinely interested in saving Mother Earth you should get one of these instead. Do yourself a favor and give it a nice long thought: a car that runs on something available in plentiful amounts not just here but in places further than the Hubble telescope can see, and when you're feeling a bit thirsty you could simply place a mug at your vehicle's tailpipe.

Now I shall tell you that I'm not pulling you leg on this one because there already are hydrogen powered cars running around in exclusively selected places. I am of course talking about the Honda FCX Clarity, a car so very sexy that if it should appear right in front of you right now you'll find your unmentionables having emissions of their own. This of course sounds too good to be true, and sadly it is, at least for the moment because the process of extracting hydrogen itself consumes a rather alarming amount of energy, but then if they can send people to the moon I'll bet my bollocks that they'll figure out a much better way to do it soon enough.

Boom

2011-10-04T06:59:00.000-07:00

Internal combustion fuelled transport has always been a problem (at least for environmentalists) since pollution started coming into the picture. This of course presented an almighty business opportunity to the world's leading automotive manufacturers, who decided that the world needs something that sips as little fuel as possible. Naturally, everyone decided that the best way to go about this business would be to come up with a vehicle that runs mainly on fuel but is assisted via electrical means wherever possible so as to reduce emissions while increasing mileage (we're looking at you, Toyota). And so, the hybrid was born.

For the ignoramuses among you who still don't know what a hybrid is, let me explain: A hybrid is a vehicle that is propelled by two or more different sources of power, and in most cases it would be a combination of petrol/diesel and electricity. The whole point of this is to save on fuel and more importantly, cut down on those nasty, nasty things that come out of a car's tail pipe as the electricity is supposed to assist the car in moving so that less petrol would be needed.

Now I shall attempt to explain to you how exactly a hybrid works, and this might get a bit technical depending on whether or not you finished your primary school education so bear with me. A hybrid essentially consists of an internal combustion engine, a very big lithium-ion battery (the same kind you'd find behind your cell phone) and electric motors, usually one at each wheel. The batteries power the electric motors which are used to assist the car when accelerating, and because a car uses more power as it goes faster, this is supposed to help save on fuel. Most hybrids also have the option of only running on batteries at low speeds, usually up to 40km/h, which eliminates fuel use altogether and of course emissions. Each motor also acts as a generator which charges the batteries when the car is coasting down or whenever the brakes are applied. This is the reason why so many Hollywood celebrities have chosen the unholy Prius as their runabout of choice in their miserable attempts to gain green credentials.

As green as all this sounds, there is, however, one little niggle: The process involved in making a hybrid vehicle like a Prius actually does more damage to the environment than said Prius would be able to redeem in its entire petrol-and-emission saving life. This is because the bits needed to make the battery like lead and magnesium are actually rather toxic and need to be mined and then shipped from various parts of the world to the place where the batteries are made, and any idiot can tell you that mining releases the sort of things that would make Mother Nature flinch. Then of course the raw material is shipped by means of huge barges that release the wrath of their engines into the unsuspecting atmosphere.

So there you go, the Prius isn't actually as green as it seems. Hybrids are also rather expensive, so it would be better to just get a small car with a small engine because that would use about the same amount of petrol as a Prius. Then there was the time Top Gear put a Prius on a track, told it to go as fast as it could and had a BMW M3 follow it, and surprise, surprise, the Prius actually drank more petrol than the M5. Now this makes the Prius look quite bad when you consider that an M3 has a big-bore V8, which just proves that a hybrid wouldn't be all that good if you were to drive it on the Autobahn at high speeds.

Renault recently came up with a tiny two cylinder engine that put out as much power as a four cylinder engine twice its size with just a fraction of its emissions. Now there is a very real possibility that cars having engines like this would make hybrids obsolete and unnecessary since the process of making one is exactly the same as that of other conventional cars.

This brings us to the question of whether or not hybrids are still relevant, and the answer would depend on whether or not engineers can figure out a nicer way to make their batteries, otherwise it will be much better if we just stick to small engines like the one mentioned above.

Magic Toothpaste

2011-09-26T15:06:00.000-07:00

I've always looked forward to the day I would go out and buy the latest issue of TopGear, after which I would read it on the way home and then read it some more until my mother told me it was time for dinner. The reason for this is that I have been, and still am, a huge fan of things on four or more wheels since I first knew what a car looked like. However, the reason I've chosen the aforementioned motoring magazine over the countless others available is because I've developed a taste for that exclusively English blend of witty writing containing plenty of dry humour, properties that provide genuine reading pleasure, if I may.

Unfortunately, the BBC decided that each significant portion of the world would have its very own version of the magazine, and so TopGear Malaysia was born. This had the nasty side effect of having our local motoring journalists writing for the magazine, which wouldn't be a problem at all if they actually knew how to write. I experienced some very nasty palpitations the first few times I read the articles written by these amateurs and have since then tried my very best to avoid their reviews.

I shall justify my stand by using a review about the new and very sexy BMW 640i coupe as an example. Now you should bear in mind that all this was written by the editor of TopGear Malaysia, a position that makes his literary blunders all the more intolerable.

One of the things that makes the articles by the original UK journalists so appealing is that there is a certain flair to their writing that is glaringly absent in those written by their Malaysian counterparts. The proper way to write something like this is to make sure everything comes together nicely, but in this article it's like as though our editor decided to make a list of the things he'd want in the review and went 'All right I shall write this first, and then this and then that', which really isn't the way to go about as a journalist for TopGear. This had the unintended effect of making some of his sentences seem rather mechanical. The only way you'd properly understand what I'm saying would be to read the whole thing yourself.

Of course, this being an English magazine, the writer tried to be as English as possible in his style of writing. However, this didn't quite work and his failure is especially evident in the first two paragraphs of the article. The thing with this sort of writing is that you either do it properly or you don't do it at all, and you can see how his miserable attempts would detract from the joy of reading such an article.

There are also quite a number other miscellaneous stylistic errors that make this article less than a joy to read, one of which being the somewhat cliché manner the editor writes certain things. For example: 'The rear seats are great as long as you are not taller than DC (DC being the editor's initials). An interesting point to note: If in the future you happen to purchase a red 640i coupé, and you find a little indent on the ceiling/roof,then...”DC was here”.' Nobody writes like this any more! There was also a sentence where he put words probably meant as sarcasm in inverted comas: 'We only got to test the “humble” 640i with “puny” numbers like 450Nm from 1300 – 4500rpm.' Really? Then there are the instances when he tries to fit too many things in a single sentence, resulting in a difficulty understanding said sentence without having to read it over and over again.

However, the worst sin committed in the writing of this review would be the appalling grammatical errors that so obviously show themselves even when one is merely skimming through the pages. Even then, this article isn't the worst I've seen as just last month another review written by the same person contained a rather alarming number of such errors. Of course these mistakes could merely be typos, but then this just shows that the lazy bastards never bothered proof-reading their work but then again, typos are mainly spelling blunders and not the screwing up of an entire sentence. This, I would say, is the main reason why I don't read the things written by our local reviewers any more.

Pixie Poop

2011-09-21T12:55:00.000-07:00

The people in charge of this university, it seems, aren't really that smart after all. Yes, our university may now stand higher than any of its lesser counterparts in Asia (at least according to some sources), but I have a rather nasty feeling that this ranking was based merely on all things academic. You see, I don't think the higher-ups here have nearly as much know-how on the way students work. It's really as though they've long forgotten the times when they were staying up all night to finish whatever needed handing in the next day.

I am of course referring to the way they cater to our rather demanding food requirements. Yes, there may be five places to eat from, but four of them close at 9pm, while the last one opens at six in the evening and closes at two in the morning. Now anyone will know that as people whose main responsibility is cramming facts (whether or not we actually understand the aforementioned facts is another issue) into our catastrophically overworked brains, our needs for stomach-filling extends to way beyond two in the morning. Therefore, it remains a great mystery as to why the campus authorities have yet to let us have an eating facility that is open throughout the night. Now because we haven't anywhere to go on campus when our collective tummies start rumbling in the wee hours of the morning, we're forced to stock up on instant noodles, and in case you happen to be an ignorant imbecile I shall tell you that these have the surprising side effect of being bad for you. If you haven't got any food you will find that you have no choice but to waste precious study time to walk to the nearby convenience store, which also only has instant food.

There was a time in the middle of the previous semester when a significantly large area around McDonald's was cordoned off for some sort of mysterious construction and upgrading work. At that exact same time LG7 conveniently decided that it too would like an upgrade. Unsurprisingly, everything went terribly wrong when there wasn't enough room for everyone to eat. When LG7 reopened, LG5 moved down and as it turns out there still isn't nearly enough space for everyone to eat during lunch hour. As a result we spend, on average, fifteen minutes trying to find a place and another fifteen minutes lining up to get our food. Now you can see how this would be a problem for someone, such as yours truly, who only has a half-hour lunch break on certain days.

Everyone was trying to guess what it was that was being installed behind the scaffolds surrounding the fast food joint. Was a Subway finally coming here? Alas, we were cruelly disappointed when we found out that besides adding a McCafe, they just made McDonald's bigger.

It is because of these things that I have come to the conclusion that the bigwigs don't quite care for our physical well-being, at least in terms of food intake. Now if you're reading this and you're one of the aforementioned bigwigs and you strongly disagree with me, I highly recommend you prove me wrong by letting us have some food that's actually healthy, and you can start by having a Subway here. Next, and more importantly, open a canteen that we can eat from all night. I'm really surprised that someone hasn't already done that since it's a huge money-making opportunity, plus we shall then possess the ability to somewhat pacify our insatiable night-time appetites. Win-win!

Oh sweet fish balls

2011-09-14T09:09:00.000-07:00

I suppose it's time I resurrect this thing considering that the last time it has seen action was almost a year ago. I, unfortunately, am not here because I finally decided to share the contents of my brain cells online but because I haven't got a choice since the compulsory language course I'm taking, Styles of English for Engineers II requires that we write a blog entry at least once a week, which I guess is a good thing since my rusty writing skills need to be brought back to working order. So we're given a list of very vague things we're allowed to write about, though we've been told to be nice about whatever it is we're putting down which would be rather hard for me since I've chosen to write a complaint, reason being the time-honored tradition of complaining is one of the things we as human beings do best. I've chosen to complain about the food situation on campus, simply because I can't stand it much longer.

I'll be frank and say that I've gotten sick of the food here. No, really, it's so bad that even when my stomach's completely empty, I don't feel like eating. At all. Now I know some of you may have some strange, weird friends who don't eat much or/and don't feel like eating even though they haven't had anything all day, but I shall tell you know that I'm the sort of person capable of eating four Big Macs in a row with room to spare for a Double Cheeseburger, and I can't go for more than four hours before I feel the need to replenish my tummy, so you can see how this situation feels quite wrong for someone as metabolically endowed as myself, very wrong indeed.

I know that there are 4 main eateries on campus, 3 of which have very generous menus and the depressing fact that I've gotten tired of eating from all of them pretty much speaks for the degree of my predicament. Now the canteen that I have elected to have most of my meals is called LG5, because apparently it's five floors underground. This particular eating facility has a menu that occupies half the wall it's mounted on, and that has made me take twenty minutes to decide what to have for the first and half of the second semester (to the exasperation of my roommate), after which I never wanted to look at it anymore. I also found out the hard way that they have a horrible misinterpretation of the term 'Thai food'. The same applied for the LG7 below, though I only eat there about once or twice a week because it smelled funny. There's a coffee shop/cafe upstairs but I don't like eating there because it's mostly expensive western food. As for LG 1, which is where I have breakfast, if I was up early enough that is, I was getting sick of having lunch there too. This was simply because one of the best things there was the barbecued pork rice, aka charsiewfan, and there was a point of time where I had it every time I was there for lunch because I was sick of the mixed rice where what was supposedly sweet and sour pork was merely sauce-covered flour. The thing that I find completely intolerable, at least by Malaysian standards, is the fact that they use WHITE rice instead of the oily rice without which charsiewfan isn't charsiewfan. Really, white rice?

Now the main reason I can't stand eating here any more even though the food quality is actually quite decent is because as a Malaysian I've come to expect and observe a certain standard of eating, and as such I desire a certain quota of Malaysian grub every now and then. Also, try eating around the same menus every day for four months. I shall now tell you that I'm used to having either fishball noodle soup, proper Malaysian charsiewfan and wantanmee, or, if I'm feeling particularly spicy, curry mee or nasi lemak, every day, for breakfast and/or lunch. Now imagine not being able to have any of that for four bloody months, and you might just get a hint of where I'm coming from. Really, it's one of the most tormenting things I've had to withstand living here.

However, the single most unforgivable atrocity in UST's catering services is that the three main cafeterias close at nine, or sometimes even earlier if their feeling lazy, and McDonald's only opens until ten. There's another canteen near the halls that only opens at night until two in the morning, but that's rubbish so we're going to leave it out here. The people who run this university should know better than anyone else is that most students have a habit of staying up till the wee hours in the morning, either to study or to other non-academic (and usually unmentionable) things. So I think, and surely you would have to agree with me, that it's preposterous for them not to have an eating facility that's not open twenty four hours a day.

It is because of this that I've actually gotten sick of McDonald's, and I never thought a day would ever come where I would get sick of indulging myself in America's pride and joy. The reason for this is simple, really. McDonald's is the only main restaurant that's fully functional till ten, and because everything else closes at nine, I usually end up eating junk food a few times a week. Worst of all, there was a really low point in my life here when I almost got sick of instant noodles, the wonderful things that I've cherished since my mother lost the ability to keep me away from them. Since it's only normal to get hungry at the most inappropriate times in the morning, I've been regularly having them, sometimes everyday, and besides the horrifying possibility of my not wanting to ever have them again, this situation also has a funny side effect of being bad for my health. Now I know why so many of the locals my age are suffering from acute hair loss.

Hong Bong Smong Dong Kong

2010-09-24T02:18:00.000-07:00

Hello hello, I believe it's been quite a while and that's because I've been feeling rather lazy of late. Yes, it really is as simple as that. Now of course there were times when I did feel like putting something down here but then when I got to the computer the laziness sets in, and there really isn't any point in me blogging when I don't feel like it because then you won't to read whatever it is I've written either. No, really, I did come here about a month ago but because I wasn't in the mood it didn't turn out quite the way I wanted it to be and so I stopped there and then.

If you don't already know I am currently in Hong Kong, not for holiday, unfortunately, but rather for more mundane purposes. Education, if I remember correctly. Now I get a lot of people asking me why I chose this place out of the more conventional choices, and the reason is quite simply, really. Money, or rather, the lack of. My first choice was the UK but since I failed to get a scholarship, probably because I wasn't brown enough, Hong Kong was the second best choice. It even beats ALL the Australian unis as far as Engineering is concerned.

Since I got here you lot have been asking me what it's like, and I shall now proceed to describe this place as best as I possibly can. Hong Kong, you see, is a lot like Malaysia in many ways. It's hot, it's humid and it rains quite often, just like in KL. At least that's how it is in the fall season anyway, they say temperatures can drop to as low as ten degrees during winter. Malaysia is an Asian country, and so is Hong Kong, therefore everywhere you go you will see Chinese and sometimes Indian people, just like in KL. A big difference, however, is that you don't see rubbish and brownies strewn all over the place, which for me is the best bit.

When I tell people that I shall be studying in Hong Kong, the first thing I hear would be mutterings about how the cost of living here is exorbitantly high, and how if you're not rich you will die because you will soon run out of money and therefore won't be able to buy food, and if you have no food you will die. While this is indeed true, because I'm a student living on campus my accommodation and food costs are greatly reduced. On campus food prices average from 20 to 30HKD, while outside you will see yourself spending around 30 to 60HKD for a meal. While this may seem a lot to fork out for lunch, the helpings they give you are HUGE, so I pretty much end up paying the same as I would in KL anyway. I know this makes no sense to you now, but I shall make you see how it does make a lot of sense. You see, anyone who knows me well will know that your typical plate of chicken rice will NEVER be enough for me, and so I will keep on ordering multiple dishes until I am full. Here, however, the food portions here are so big that just one is enough to satisfy my venerable stomach. Shum-sized portions, if I may.

They say that Hong Kong is a shopper's paradise, and it is. The reason for this, in my opinion, is because everything here apart from the food is really ridiculously cheap. Things like clothes, shoes, gadgets and everything in between can be found for boner-inducing prices. I am, of course, talking about this in relation to KL prices. For example, your standard black-and-white Chuck Taylors will be about RM115 in that Converse store in 1u. Here, however, they can be found for less than RM70 if you know where to look. The best part though would be the Cotton On stores. Back home, a miserable t-shirt will demand that you pay over RM60 if you wish to be its wearer, but here, you can get TWO for less than RM70. Then you have the gadgets and other things with wires and buzzing bits in them. I paid HKD1090 for a pair of rather big and heavy Shure headphones, which really is quite a bargain because that very same pair would come with a price tag twice as heavy in KL, and I know you will think I'm mad for paying that much for something as seemingly unimportant as that, but for me it's money well spent because every time I put them on I get the most wonderful eargasms. And at least I don't spend 500 quid on a pair of bloody shoes.

Movie prices here are preposterously high though, the cheapest being HKD60 for a single ticket, no popcorn, no drinks, no hot dogs. Based on the current exchange rate, 1 Ringgit is approximately 2.4HKD, so you do the math. If you're a KL dweller and you feel like having a good time with your mates, you'd go to 1u or The Curve for lunch/dinner, bowling, pool and a movie. Here, however, the people don't go for dinner and to the movies after that, oh no, here they go clubbing. The most famous clubbing district here is Lan Kwai Fong, or LKF as it is so fondly known as, with clubs and bars at every nook and cranny, and the crowd really is something to behold. Just imagine Petaling Street, but at 2 a.m. in the morning and you pretty much have the picture.

Anyway during my first week here, my new found mates were talking about going to LKF the coming Saturday night. While we were on that topic a few of the girls kept saying things like 'I haven't danced for such a long timeee!' and 'Oh I wanna dance soooo badly!'. Now when the word 'dance' is put that way what I picture is proper dancing, not ballroom dancing obviously, but more like salsa or contemporary social dancing like you would see at an urban dance competition. Yes I know that I probably sound like a naive imbecile, especially if you're a clubber yourself, but what you must understand is that I was a clubbing virgin at that point of time. So when I stepped into a club for the first time in my whole bloody life, what I expected to see was people dancing in the aforementioned manner, not shaking about like a scarecrow being shagged by a cow. For the first half an hour or so I just stood at the bar ordering and consuming my share of 'free drinks' (typical entry fees are HKD200 and above, what you get with that varies depending on the club of your choice). Usually when my mates have big parties with the DJs and the dance floor I would always be with the same bunch of people sitting down at a table and stoning while everyone else danced and grinded the night away. I intended to do the same there, but then after some time I got rather tipsy and when you're tipsy you're shaky and when there's music you start shaking to the music. Makes sense now why clubs are filled to the brim with all sorts of alcohol. Halfway through the night things started to get interesting: an obviously drunk girl tried to make out with me not once but TWICE. Being the gentleman I was though I just wriggled out of her arms and let her friend take care of her. And then towards the end another mounted me from behind when I bent down to tie a shoelace. Very interesting indeed. A real pity though because those two girls were rather good looking.

My mid-terms are next week and it is because of this I shall be forced to start my feeble attempts at this activity known as 'studying'. I will try to include pictures next time and until then, happy boning.

It's a bit like sex, really

2010-06-19T10:02:00.000-07:00

Yes, I am very aware of the fact that my exams have ended over a week ago and yes, I do know that I've promised some of you lot that I would update once I had the darned things over and done with, but I do have a very good reason for not blogging as soon as promised. You see, I was completely obsessed with something. It was a hopeless addiction, this. No, I'm not talking about sex because I'm still very much a virgin. If, however, you're a very hot female of the species chestus maximus, you're very much welcome to change that. What I'm talking about here is a computer game, a game that I'm so addicted to that I can be at it for up to seven hours in a row, right into the wee hours of the morning when the cats start shagging (they make these really annoying mewing noises when they do that, see). I'm virtually at it any time I'm awake, other than the times I'm out with my mates or at dodge ball practice.

This electronic addiction is so strong that I haven't even touched my beloved basses since my exams were over. Now I'll have you know that fingering my basses gives me great satisfaction, a musical and aural pleasure that cannot be achieved with any computer game currently in existence, and sometimes I even get high when I'm sitting in my room with my Fender Strat, so high that I can sit there thinking 'awww I'm just going to be another five minutes' but when I'm done playing, an hour has mysteriously disappeared. I know that this makes no sense to you, dear reader, because you're probably thinking 'If you get so much pleasure out of fingering a piece of metal, why not do it all day instead of having your face glued to a computer screen?'

I shall now make you see sense, for it is like comparing smoking with sex. Anyone with a bit of nous will know that sex gives a person possibly a hundred times more pleasure than a cigarette ever will. The thing is, though, a smoker can't go for a couple of hours without having a fag, while even a playboy will be able to survive for a few days if he can't get a shag. This is simply because smoking an addiction, the smoker starts getting sweaty and jiggly if he can't get those nasty little black bits of chemicals into his lungs. So it is the same with me: Company of Heroes (that's the game I'm talking about btw) is analogous to smoking, and my bass is analogous to sex. Show me a guy capable of shagging for seven hours without stopping and I'll show you a Chinaman with a twelve inch wang.

I shall have to take your leave now because I'm in dire need of my electronic fix. A word of caution first, however: if any of you lads are aspiring musicians or in fact have talents of the non-academic, non-electronic sort that you want to persue in desperate hope of using said talent as an alternative to sitting in an office cubicle, please, for the love of Jimi Hendrix's afro, don't start playing computer games, at least not if you have addiction issues similiar to mine. Now I will tell you that the one thing I made clear to myself before I got hooked was that irrelevant of the circumstances, my social life shall always get first dibs over my gaming life, and it is this that has saved me from becoming a complete spannar. No, really, I am that addicted to this pile of pixels. Goodnight and very wet dreams I bid you lot.

Four guys, one bedroom

2010-04-30T23:09:00.000-07:00

I've managed to get my room back. No, really, I have, and I know that some of you lot are really wondering how I achieved something that can be described as quite impossible. Well I decided on Friday night last week that I was going to sleep in my own bloody room since it was a Friday night and therefore not much harm could come from me sleeping a little late. So when bedtime came, I locked the doors and put on my noise-canceling headphones so I wouldn't be able to hear anyone knocking on my door. Unfortunately, my mom miraculously managed to get my attention and made me open the door to surrender my phone since it was recognized as a potential threat to my sleep. Thankfully, after handing it over I was allowed to sleep in my room once again.

The next day, however, my dad came up with the very creative idea that I might sneak down in the middle of the night when everyone else was having wet dreams to use the computer. This, to a certain extent I shall be forced to agree, is true, but I knew I wasn't going to do that anymore with doomsday just over two weeks to go. With the phone threat eliminated (my mom had since taken away my SIM card when she caught me texting while studying), my dad identified the computer as the only thing left that could compromise my sleep. Now obviously I wasn't going to give up my room without a fight now, was I? So what I did then was go downstairs, pull all the cables out of the damn thing, lug it upstairs and plonk it down in front of the entrance to the master bedroom. Now there was no excuse for them to not let me sleep in my own room. Heh.

On a much lighter note, three of the lads came over to spend the night at my house after trials were over. The aforementioned three were Ganesh, Gabriel and Laveen. I got my dad to bring home the projector since what I wanted to do was watch movies cinema-style, but the other three, it seems, had other ideas. Being the hardcore DoTA freaks they were, all they wanted to do was play that silly game. And the fact that my house had two computers and a laptop made the idea even more appealing. With Gabby's laptop factored in we had four rigs, perfect for a 2v2. But then we had a problem. I had forgotten that the laptop didn't have a mouse, and without one it would be quite impossible to properly control your oh-so-magical hero so as to be able to turn Laveen's character into a chicken.

Given that it was apparently my fault for not remembering the fact that I didn't have enough mice, I was given the task of looking for one of those electronic rodents. So obviously the first thing I would do is go to the neighbours, but the problem was that I didn't know my neighbours very well (I should be ashamed, I know), and the chaps to the right of my house weren't in at the moment, while the house on the left didn't have a doorbell. It was at that point that I remembered that a friend of a friend lived down the road, and therefore there was a chance that she might so kindly lend us a mouse. This is going to be very weird indeed, I thought, and rightly so because I didn't know her very well. Nevertheless, desperate times required desperate measures, so I called up Lynette and requested that she contact her friend who lived down my street, Nicole, to ask her if she could spare us a mouse. After a few suspense-filled moments of waiting, Lynette texted me a positive reply, so Gabby and I went out and walked down the street to retreive the wired rodent. With that, the two ladies become our saviours for the night. The lads extend their thanks, by the way.

With all four rigs up and running, my living room and dining room started to look like a mini-cybercafe. So, let the games begin! It was an MCA-MIC matchup, with Gabby and I on the two main computers in the living room, while Laveen and Ganesh had the ball-burners in the dining room. We played two rounds and were about to play some more when my mom woke up and told us to go to bed. Anyway, I am proud to announce that MCA won 2-nil. Noobs =P

Now you know what Ganesh's hair looks like when it isn't waxed.

After the gaming session I had to figure out how to fit three and a half men into my bedroom. It was then that I decided to do a little improvising my taking out the two sofa cushions (the ones that you sit on) from the huge sofa in my living room and chuck them on the floor to the left of my bed, while the other side got the cushion from a much smaller one upstairs. Oh and there were lots of pillows. Unfortunately, a pillow fight wouldn't have been a good idea at the time. Before going to bed though, we played Chor Tai Ti till about four a.m. in the morning, after which we decided it would be a good idea to get some shut-eye.

We really have a problem with card addiction here. This was taken at 4am in the morning.

Ganesh and I got the bed and since there was only one blanket we had to share it, and I didn't think blanket-sharing was possible until then. Gabby got the floor on my right while Laveen was on Ganesh's left. Now it is worth noting that Gabby here was sleeping directly under the air-conditioner while Laveen would be snoozing at the end of the room where the cold air was least likely to go. And this is why I was completely dumbfounded by the fact that Laveen had snagged the second blanket while all Gabby had to cover the end of his feet was a shirt. The poor sod was so cold that at one time when I woke up in the middle of the night he had himself covered in what looked like ten pillows, while Laveen on the other end complained that he was feeling quite hot throughout the night. Idiots, both of them. I shall now leave you with a rather disturbing picture of Gabby getting sexually assaulted by Ganesh.

You have to wonder why they still bother trying to justify the mythical fact that they're not gay. Just look at the orgasmic smile on Ganesh's face.

I'm on the bloody throne, what the hell do you want?!

2010-04-23T05:07:00.000-07:00

My mom thinks that I'm either overconfident or that I just don't really care about how my exams turn out. I, however, beg to differ. Because it's not that I don't care about my academic well being, I do, I really do, it's just that I'm sometimes (or rather most of the time) just too lazy to do anything about it. The mood isn't right most of the time, partly because of the unbearable heat on weekend afternoons, and mostly because of my insatiable addiction to 'carbon hydroxide' (those of you who know me well will know very well what I'm talking about). I have a mild suspicion that it is because of all this that my trial results were rather catastrophic. I got an A for Chemistry (kiasu bastard, I know what you're thinking, but please, wait for me to list down the remaining grades), a C for Pure Math which is completely unacceptable and a C for Physics, and I blame this on the fact that I had the urgent need to empty my bowels halfway through the exam. I'm telling you, this pooping problem of mine is going to cost me dearly. Oh and I failed Further Math, plainly because I didn't study for it. At all.

Now I shall tell you that I've never gotten results this bad before, and the most atrocious grade I've ever been awarded for any exam (I'm not referring to small class/topical tests here, mind you) was a B, and this, I reckon, is partly the reason for my dad's reaction when my mom gave him a description of what my report card looked like. I won't know how he reacted for sure because I wasn't there, but me mom said that he couldn't believe his ears. So obviously something had to be done to ensure that my trial results don't decide to make a surprise reappearance on my REAL exam certificate which Cambridge will so kindly send me all the way from England. I accept this fact, yes, but what I can't accept is that my dad wants me to sleep in HIS room with my mom until my exams are over in June. His reason? My room's got too many distractions, and he reckons that the reason I never get enough sleep is because I keep fiddling with this and mucking about with that until the wee hours in the morning. That, I shall be forced to agree, is true, but I think I won't be doing that any more with my A-Level finals less than a month away. Frankly, though, I think that this is a bit much. I've been sleeping in the master bedroom for two nights now and I miss my bed and my room dearly. Now obviously I won't be able to withstand my mom's hard bed and the inability to toss and turn and jump on my own bed as I please for much longer, so I will have to try very hard to convince my dad to let me sleep in my own bloody room. In any case, I won't be able to sleep as soundly in a bed that isn't my own, and that defeats the his whole purpose of wanting me to sleep in his room doesn't it?

The most ridiculous thing, however, is that he wants my mom to time me every time I pay a visit to my revered loo, simply to ensure that I don't spend more time than an average man takes to empty his bowels. Can you see how ridiculous that is?! I have now been deprived of the luxury pooping in peace. I shall have to sign off here because that's exactly what I've been doing while typing this entire post. Yes, I am currently on the throne. And I have to leave because my arse is starting to hurt.

God's an alcoholic

2010-01-30T08:55:00.000-08:00

Greetings fellow padawans! It's been a while, quite a while indeed. I've been busy, very busy indeed. Well actually, I still am. So then why am I here, when I could be doing other things, things more important than writing out my life for all to read? I shall tell you why, oh yes I shall. The reason is simple. Today is an important day, the day I began my quest to aquire my manhood (at least that's what Gabby calls it). Yes people, today was the day I started taking the necessary procedures needed to learn how to drive.

Any self-respecting Malaysian would know that the first step to being a legal contributing factor to the infamous Malaysian traffic jam (or was it strawberry?) is the Undang class. Which is what I attended today. Yes, that dreaded five hour ordeal of boredom. Or at least that's what every single person I talked said it would be like. No, you don't have to pay attention because he's just going to drone on and on about things you wouldn't bother knowing, and yes you can do your homework, sleep or even watch a movie. I, however, beg to differ. Because you see, my lecture today was rather different in nature to the standard issue Undang seminars that most poor souls have to put up with. I shall now explain how.

Our lecturer started off the day by making sure that everyone had clocked in using their thumbs, and repeatedly stressed the importance of clocking out once we were done because if we didn't we'd have to go through the whole damn thing all over again. What's so significant about this then? If you're a proper Malaysian you will know that typical government workers are never this thorough. In fact, most of the time they're not thorough at all. It was his attitude that really impressed me. Because I thought most brownies had the same 'tidak apa' attitude. So anyway, after that was done he made us introduce ourselves to the class, one by one. The whole process took about half an hour, and during that time I felt like I was in primary school all over again. It was then that I felt really appreciative about having a Malay-sounding name. Because, well, most of them have trouble pronouncing Chinese names properly the first time. Anyway, then it was my turn to introduce myself. I went 'Nama saya Shum...' and then everyone turned and looked at me. And you can probably imagine why. Heh.

Now here's the interesting part: Mr Shukri, or Mr S as he liked to be known, started off the day by showing us some really interesting videos. Videos demonstrating the exceptional skills and stunts our venerable Mat Rempits were capable of doing. Amont the usual wheelies and whatnots, one of the more unusual (at least to us) stunts were like when this dude was bloody standing on his bike and controlling the whole thing with his feet. And another pillion rider was bending over and literally sweeping the road with his head. This was the first part of the videos. And then things got really graphic: he started showing us videos of accidents. Real ones, not those made up videos by the JPJ. The first one was of a motorcyclist who obviously wasn't very aware of what was happening behind him getting rear-ended by a prime mover. Poor sod got separated from his bike (the things don't have seat belts, see) and went UNDERNEATH the huge wheels of the truck. This wasn't so bad, and by that I mean not too graphic. The most vomit-inducing picture was the one with a rempit whose body was literally split in half, guts lying all over the road. The most disturbing one, I feel, was the one where they showed a fallen rempit, still alive, blood everywhere, with his leg bone broken and PIERCING through his thigh. I nearly puked when I saw this one. Now the reason Mr S showed us such graphic picture was simple: he wanted to send us a message, a very clear and somber one. And I imagine you would be smart enough to be able to figure out what that message is.

After the first video session he started with the more regular stuff, with bits of humour thrown in every now and then. What I liked was that he didn't try to cover everything but just explained the important stuff, the ones he knew were most likely to come out in the test. And he showed us more entertaining videos between explanations. What made this particular class so different from any run-of-the-mill seminar was that the class of over 30 burst into laughter every five minutes, and this clearly demonstrates how entertaining our lecturer was. And about two hours into the class, he could see that some of us were obviously in dire need of some standing up and walking about. So what he did was to make us stand, turn to the right and.........rub each other's backs. I'm not kidding: Look!

However, entertaining as this class was, it provided a clear demonstration of some of the nasty habits unique only to Malaysians. Example: About an hour since the start of the session, a cell phone started ringing loudly. It belonged to a fat, brown hoodie. Now what was so extraordinary about this was that instead of reaching into her hand bag and silencing the offending phone, she repeatedly kicked said bag underneath her chair, picked it up and then clutched it tightly in her hands. I haven't the foggiest why she did this and neither did everyone else. Really, I was dumbf***ed. I assume it was because she thought squeezing her bag would somehow soften her flashy ringtone. But this was slightly acceptable, but only in the tiniest degree of acceptance. Because it is sometimes natural for us to forget to tell our phone to be quiet. What was infuriating was the fact that she didn't bother silencing her phone after that incident, because it rang not once but two more times. I'm not joking. I think her hood was preventing her brain from breathing and working properly. If she had one that is. To my dismay, however, it turns out that a lot more in the class were brainless imbeciles because a few more phones rang throughout the class. It's like as though the first ringing phone wasn't enough to serve as a reminder for everyone else to tell their beloved tellies to shut up. There was even this one time when two phones rang at the exact same time! I was like 'OMGWTF MR SHUKRI DO SOMETHING ABOUT THIS' but I think he was too nice to do anything about that. Pity.

I shall now take the time to explain to you why having an exceptionally high metabolic isn't always a good thing. Let's get into some biology now, shall we? When someone, say, me, has the aforementioned metabolic rate, he or she has to eat more because the normal amount of food simply isn't enough. To say that I'm a big eater is an understatement, and all my mates will verify that. I need colossal amounts of food because my body digests food very, very quickly and therefore I need to chuck more eatables into my mouth to prevent my stomach from eating itself. And when my body digests food at a faster rate than 'normal' people, more waste is produced and therefore I produce more poop per unit time, or p/t if you like. Which means that my butthole gets a good working out, sometimes up to four times a day. And this is a bad thing, which I found out the hard way today. I felt the need to empty my bowels, halfway through the class, and I just shat right before coming! I was trying desperately to wait till I got home, because who in their right mind would want to use a Malaysian public toilet?
But all was in vain, and I had to pay a visit to the cubicle of doom. Which surprised me because it wasn't so bad after all. It was relatively clean, there was not much to smell BUT someone had stolen the toilet seat cover so I had to sit my poor butt on the cold, hard ceramic toilet seat.

During lunch I paid another visit to the feared restroom, this time to use the urinal and I found this:

It was at this point that I nearly gave up hope on the salvation of our kind (but I shall tell you that I'm not your typical Malaysian). Someone actually pooped in the friggin urinal! Yet again, I was dumbf***ed by the sanitary abilities of Malaysians, but then I thought: What if the culprit was someone like me, some poor sod who desperately needed to relieve himself but was unfortunate enough to visit the restroom at a time when all the other cubicles were occupied? Maybe he hadn't a choice? He had to relieve himself someway. But then again it could just be some idiot trying to be funny.

So anyway that's how I spent my day, watching locally produced gore horror movies and analyzing the nasty little habits of Malaysians. Before I go to bed, I want to tell you that the next time someone says 'For God's sake' to me I shall assume that you're trying to tell me that God is indeed an alcoholic. Goodnight and wet dreams.

Sand, surf and sun

2009-12-19T03:45:00.000-08:00

So here I am, in Aussieland, enjoying the awesome weather, scenery and of course the eye candy. A lot of people are asking me what it's like over here, and I shall tell you that it's very different from Bolehland. The first thing that you'd notice upon stepping out of the plane is the lack of rubbish. As a Malaysian you'd expect there to be bits of litter all over the place, but really, the place is literally spotless everywhere you go. The people here actually chuck their rubbish into the bins.

However, there are still a few 'Malaysians' around as you can see here

The Australian government, I'd wager, encourages safe sex because they've got machines selling condoms in the airport washrooms. They're much like the machines you buy soft drinks from, except these sell stuff like cologne, condoms and lubricant. I bought a box as a souvenir, Rough Rider studded ones to be exact XD

The toilets EVERYWHERE are clean, and I really mean this. They're either clean or very very clean. Like you know how in a typical Malaysian toilet you'd get that toilety smell, but here the washrooms have no smell. Now I know that as a Malaysian you will find this impossible and so I guess the only way to believe would be to actually come here and use the toilets here, as seeing, or in this case, smelling is believing.

Something I find very interesting about this place is the weather, because it's hot and cold at the same time. This may not make any sense to you but it does, because while the Sun's really strong like back home, so is the wind and therefore you feel the heat of the Sun and the cool breeze at the same time.

When we arrived in Gold Coast, which is in Queensland we stayed in this hotel called Sofitel (which sounds more like a cellphone service provider if you ask me), and the beds here are the best I've ever had. Seriously they're so soft, comfy and bouncy I wish I had a girl here whom with I could do naughty things on them =P

One thing I've found really annoying though (and I'm pretty sure every other Malaysian here goes through this too) is my tendency to convert everything into Malaysian Ringgit, which kinda ruins your mood to eat. If you can't see why I shall gladly explain to you: for a plate of spaghetti you'd typically have to pay around 20 Aussie, and when half of it's on its way to my stomach I'd be like 'oh shit i'm paying 60 bucks for a plate of noodles omgwtf!' See my point now?

Oh and the bananas here are HUGE, like 10 to 12 inches long, and I'm not kidding. Look!

But then again maybe it's not that surprising since white bananas have always been bigger and longer than Asian bananas. Heh.

Now anyone who knows me well will know that I hate, despise and detest anything Korean, especially entertainment, so when I was reached here I thought I'd have two weeks free of Korean dramas, songs and whatnots. Basically I assumed I wouldn't have to put up with anything Korean during my time in Australia. However, to my greatest dismay I was to be proven wrong, because while walking around a few times I saw a bunch every now and then. I know they were Korean because I hear my mom watching those terribly annoying Korean dramas every single night, and so I know Korean when I hear it. Really, those bastards are everywhere!

Right that shall be all for now, I can't concentrate on blogging any longer because they've got a Korean movie on now and all that blabbering in Korean is driving me up the wall, so goodnight and very wet dreams I bid you lot.

To F* or not to F*

2009-11-13T10:45:00.000-08:00

Right then I intended to post a nice, long update today but since it's now 2.44am I shall have to make it a brief one. Why? Because I was fulfilling the rather unreasonable and completely pointless whims and fancies of the brainless brown bastards (or the 3B's if you like) working at our oh so highly revered Ministry of Education, and was therefore too busy completing my part of our Moral Portfolio, due next Tuesday.

Now all A-Level Science students will know that our exams do not end until next Friday and if you're one of them you will be wondering why we have to complete this stupid thing at such an inconvenient time. I shall now proceed fulfill your curiosity: Apart from the reason given above, we have a Sammy Vellu look-alike who's hell bent on making our lives as miserable as he can because his royal darkness demands that we hand in our projects by the aforementioned date. Now, really, I think this is a bit much because how can you expect us to willingly sacrifice whatever precious study time we have left on something as insignificant and completely unimportant as this, time that should be instead spent memorizing the number of ways you can create mysterious glowing purple concoctions in the Chemistry lab. Of course we tried asking him to change the due dates to after our exams, but no amount of begging, pleading or c***sucking would get him to change his mind. All AL-109 students are aware that more than half our seniors are retaking their Advanced Subsidiary exams together with us, and this made us wonder: does Cambridge really like making all its candidates fail? We guessed it was a yes. And then we pissed our pants.

I initially assumed that the reason so many people were resitting this exam in our college was due to the difficulty of the papers themselves, but I think I have found a more relevant reason: the timing of our Moral Education sessions. Really. Think about it. I've been told that all other A-Level students had to put up with this atrocity as well, so there's no reason why we shouldn't be able to cope. And this, I figure, is the REAL reason why so many candidates are repeating this particular exam. But of course they won't tell us that now would they? So if you're a member of KDU's administrative staff, or in fact anyone with the power to do something about this, listen up: if you want to earn superior bragging rights over other colleges as far as the number of A's your students are raking in is concerned, please, please, PLEASE for the love of fried potatoes shift the timing of all future moral sessions. Really. I guarantee the A rates will soar beyond your wildest dreams.

Oh shit it's 3.15. That was supposed to be a brief post. I shall now go to bed and hopefully the wildest of wet dreams will come to me.

Transporter 4: The Porno

2009-10-16T06:35:00.000-07:00

Something really stupid just happened that I really have to blog about: Now I was trying to download Transporter 3 simply because I haven't had the time to watch it while it was screening at cinemas. Nothing wrong with that, yes, but the thing is, I use a P2P program called Ares, and Ares users will know that there is a preview function that lets you view whatever it is that you have downloaded so far, and so when I pressed the preview button to make sure that the movie wasn't in Spanish, some really loud moaning sounds came blasting out of the speakers. I know that you think this doesn't make sense, but it does because you see, some jackass had renamed a porno Transporter 3 so when I downloaded that file I was in fact downloading a porno. Here's the really stupid part though: When I previewed the file my sister was in the same room as I was, so she heard those moaning sounds too and therefore gave me a weird look. Now my sister's going to think that I'm a porno addict, all because some insufferable fool conveniently decided to rename a porno film with the same title as the movie I was looking for.

Here's something worth contemplating though: You know how sometimes you download movies and watch them with your family? Can you imagine what would have happened if I watched that with my parents without previewing it first? I shall not though because the very thought of watching a porno with your parents is simply beyond my imagination. Moral of the story? Turn off your speakers if you intend to preview a video you have downloaded and always, ALWAYS make sure you screen through it beforehand if you do intend to watch it with any of your family members, especially your parents.

Post exam antics

2009-09-21T05:32:00.000-07:00

Because Anton and Hannah have blogged about what we did after our trials on Friday, I therefore feel obliged to do the same. And for the very first time in a really, really long time, I shall include something in this post that has been missing for quite a while..pictures! Now don't be surprised if the pictures you see here turn out to be exactly the same as the ones on the blogs of the aforementioned people because they all have been taken by Hannah and me.

We had all planned to go and watch a movie immediately after our last paper, but to our dismay ol' George decided that we should still have one last Chemistry lesson before our holidays. After 'wasting' five hours in college we were finally able to leave, and it was decided that One Utama shall be the mall of choice. Because there were eight of us half would have to take a taxi while the remaining half would get the opportunity to sample Anton's new car. However, due to Anton's questionable sense of direction we took longer than we should have to reach the said destination, that is until Hannah and I intervened.

Final Destination 4 was the movie of the day since that's what all of us wanted to watch, and while waiting for the movie to start the guys decided to try a spot of bowling. We divided ourselves into the MCA's(Anton, Chien Wen and I) and the MIC's(Ganesh, Laveen and Ram), and it brings me great disappointment to announce that the MCA's lost by only a few miserable points. Now I shall remind you that the MIC's only won by sheer luck and that we could have easily trashed you had all of us played properly.

So what was the movie actually like? We choose this movie with great anticipation(or at least I did) seeing that the first three were so bloody awesome, but sadly, the fourth movie was RUBBISH and I really do mean RUBBISH. Why? Because everything was blatantly blown out of proportion, and the degree of effects used made everything like the explosions and the way people died completely unrealistic, and therefore the whole movie was not realistic at all, so unless you're a sadistic bastard like Laveen I strongly recommend against watching it.

After the movie we went and had dinner, at my recommendation, at Just Thai. Because it was Raya time almost all the tables were either fully occupied or reserved. This meant that all eight of us had to squeeze into a table meant for four as it was the only one left, and after doing so we passed the time waiting for our food to come by cam whoring. Now I know that it is not very clear, but this picture below shows just how cramped we were, especially when compared to the bench seating the couple behind us:

As you can see from the picture below, I have clearly managed to convert Hannah into becoming someone more like myself:

And Anton, upon seeing Hannah's newfound joy for the unmentionable , looked at her in this rather dandy and suggestive manner:

What the two of them did after the whole thing was over is, however, for them to know and for us to find out.

After dinner someone had the bright idea to have a karaoke session, and if you have ever seen the karaoke booths at One Utama you'll know how ridiculously small they are but yet again all eight of us managed to squeeze into a single booth, much to the amusement of other people passing by, some of which were simply too dumbfounded to do anything but just stand there and stare at us in amazement. Because I can't sing I refused to put the mike to my mouth for most of the session, and so did Chien Wen, and when they made me hold it during the last song I simply turned it off. Of course we both got called spoilsports because of that, but I can assure you that the only way to get me to sing during a karaoke session would be to get me hopelessly drunk beforehand.

Before everyone left we took one last group picture, and because there was no one there to help us do so Ganesh and Hannah decided to take turns:

Well then I shall stop right here, otherwise I will end up making this post ridiculously long. Goodnight and wet dreams.

Boo.

2009-07-31T06:44:00.000-07:00

I found it a bit hard to start typing again after temporarily and unintentionally abandoning this blog for over two months, but thanks mainly to endless pestering from Chulan and Tiffany, I have therefore decided to fulfil my blogging obligations.

Lots have happened since my last update, the most significant of which would be the forming of Wanted Symphony, my third, or strictly speaking, second band I've been recruited in since starting college. Now I have to say that for a band that's just only a month old we've been pretty active as we've already performed at three gigs, hopefully with many more to come. One thing very different about Wanted Symphony from the other bands I've played for is that we've actually written some of our own songs...how awesome is that eh?

I have, however had my first embarrassing moment with this band, which would be at our second gig at Muzium Telekom when I fell off the stage during the sound check, resulting in the near-hysterical laughter of Daniel and Aaron...those insufferable buggers...=_= Now it is perfectly understandable how someone may fall off a stage during the performance itself, due to excessive jumping etc, but how I fell of the stage during a SOUND CHECK was very simple: I wanted to see how my amp would sound from where the audience would be, and therefore jumped down the stage, while unfortunately neglecting to observe the fact that my cable had conveniently decided to wind itself around my foot, thus causing me to fall on my face, and because the cable was plugged into my amp that toppled over too. All this happened while half the audience was there, so you can imagine the embarrassment I had to endure, but at least they were polite enough not to laugh and humiliate me even further, unlike most idiots their age would. Oh, and I broke my 50 ringgit Fender cable in the process. But at least this taught me a very valuable lesson on performing: ALWAYS, ALWAYS check that your feet are free of cables before attempting to jump off a stage.

Anyway, I've got yet another gig at One Utama tomorrow, this time with another band and I've yet to learn the three songs we're gonna play and therefore I shall stop right here.

Toilet cleaner green

2009-05-16T10:05:00.000-07:00

I believe it has been quite a while since I last updated, and the reason for this is rather simple: I was simply too lazy. While I do remember saying in my previous post that there's no point blogging when you haven't got anything to blog about, I've now got another reason for my once-a-month posts, and that is there's also no point blogging when you don't feel like blogging, because then your posts would be written half-heartedly which would make your blog unpleasant to read, and because of this no one's going to read your posts which defeats the entire purpose of blogging. Therefore in the future if you want to know why I haven't posted in ages even though I've got a lot worth blogging about, simply refer to my second reason for not blogging.

Now I will tell you that a lot has happened since my last update as it's been two bloody months, but because I don't feel like putting all that down I shall only blog about what I feel like blogging right now. And right now I want to rant. I want to rant about timetables, specifically the timetables that we have to follow. Now if you're an A-level Science student studying in my college and you take Chemistry, you will know that our chem class has been allocated a rather inconvenient time, because of which we only get to go home at ten past seven on Fridays and half an hour earlier on Tuesdays. What's ridiculous is that on Tuesdays we've got almost six hours with nothing to do before chem and about two hours less on Fridays. Because we've got so much free time it would seem logical to have these classes during our free time so that we can leave earlier, but the thing is that ol' George is only free at that time. Fine. This was at the beginning of the term, when we thought our timetables could not possibly get any worse. How wrong we were.

When the timetables were changed in the middle of the term, we found that chem was still at the same time. Fine. Then a few weeks after that when we got more and more classes, things got even worse. Much much worse. This situation, however, only applies to those who take Further Math, and I happen to be one of those poor, unfortunate sods. You see this is because we now have seven sodding hours without a break on Thursdays. I really do feel that whoever planned this timetable is a complete and incurable idiot. No one in the right state of mind would put a student through that, simply because it won't work. Yes, the imbeciles will argue that we've got to have a specific number of hours for each lesson in a week, and therefore they have no choice but to squeeze it in, but our brains can only function effectively under continuous use for a certain period of time, after which they are rendered useless, and further use would cause symptoms of brain damage and insanity, which explains my behaving like a monkey on steroids after Further Stats on Thursdays. Why couldn't they have chucked some of it to either Tuesday or Friday, when we've got shiteloads of free time?

Somebody remind me yet again why I'm taking Further Math, or even A-level Science for that matter because I can't seem to remember. And since it's now 1.44 am I shall now go to bed. Goodnight.

Machalacamacocoa.

2009-05-13T07:58:00.000-07:00

So then I shall admit that I've yet again been a bit too lazy to update recently, but even then there wasn't much to blog about.

Okay. No. That wasn't me. Me as in Shum. This is me. As in Tiffany, me. Yes, that was a little bit of self-advertising, but hey, you'll only make it big if you market yourself right. Anyways, by some miraculous way, Shum has allowed me to update his blog! *loud cheers ensue*

Honestly, I'm a bimbo blogger. Meaning, I say completely pointless things which do not apply to the general public and in no possible way contribute to the society or make the world a better place. Instead, I blog self-indulgently. And I'm doing it again.

Anyhow, you are all here to read about Shum's updates.. so let me update about Shum! Let's see. Basically, I'm not really sure what he's been doing. I know he has loads of homework, which he spends his nights doing. But then again, he does his homework while his computer's turned on, so I don't know how productive that can actually be. Err.. Right! Shum's birthday's coming up .. in June! June 27th to be exact. I only know that because I checked facebook. But I did remember it was in June. So yeah. Okay, so it's still about a month away, but according to Shum's blogging trackrecord, a month's usually the interval of time in which he blogs, so that should be about right.

Usually, I blog like.. two lines then I space. But for the sake of keeping the balance of this blog, I'm not doing that. Oh great, there I go again. Talking about myself. OKAY, moving on. Yes. Megan Fox is a man. DO READ the post that the link leads to first before reading the rest of this post. Because really, it'll BLOW YOUR MIND! :O

Okay, done reading?

OKAY GOOD.

Yeah, most of you would have figured out by now.. that that was a fake news report. But still.. super cool website nonetheless. According to "the world's only reliable news", Miley Cyrus has joined the Communists. Okay, back to Shum. He has long hair. Not long as in.. tie long. Long as in if you're in highschool you'd have to trim it long. Long's nice.. Mhmm.. Oh right, Shum goes to KDU College, which has loads of super cool events! Today, I read in the newspaper about a dodgeball thing held at KDU College. I always wanted to learn dodgeball because I found it cool when I saw it in Chicken Little! And like, always those nerds get attacked by dodgeballs. Actually, I'm starting to wonder.. who made it cool to be a jock and lame to be a nerd? Some could argue that nerds earn more money.. but like, that's only if you're a super nerd (ex: Bill Gates) But then again, loads of athletes earn lots and lots of money too, and that's only if they're super athletes. Oh, right! Back to dodgeball.. I wanna learn dodgeball!

OKAY FINE. I'm done. Tiffany out. (: (: (:

Let the chicken speak for itself

2009-03-25T08:56:00.000-07:00

So then I shall admit that I've been a bit too lazy to update recently, but even then there wasn't much to blog about. A friend once said to me 'Why update if there's nothing to update about?' Very true, this. Anyway on to the first item in this post: SPM results. I got 9A1s and 1A2. No prizes to guessing what the A2 was for. But then I should be thankful that them eduphiles at our beloved Ministry of Education decided that I did deserve my A after all, no matter how weak an A it was. Yes you heard that right, those bastards will give you a sodding 3B or even a 5C(depending on skin colour) if they think your skin ain't brown enough. Idiots.

On a much lighter I had a barbecue at my place on Thursday over the holidays. I can't remember why, but I think it was because every time I buy junk food I always go for the barbecue flavoured ones, and since I hardly taste real roasted chicken I decided to try the real thing myself. And now because I have, I hereby declare that barbecue flavoured chips are bullshit. Taste nothing like the real thing. Not even close. And since it was my first time hosting one I had a bit of trouble getting the fire going. I shall do it Outward Bound style and simply use kerosene instead the next time I have another one then. Chicken might smell a bit though. But anyway I think I can rightfully say that that was an awesome barbecue, and I'm pretty sure that you'd agree, dear reader, had you been there stuffing yourself silly with roasted lamb, chicken and wild rice while being serenaded by Ram's cover of I'm Yours, and then getting drunk on my mom's pineapple enzyme. And thank you sooo much Chulan for doing so much of the fanning, even when you couldn't eat any of the mouth-watering meat simmering on that grill. Oh and Sue too, for going about her poking duties so professionally, without which most of us would've probably had half cooked chicken for dinner.

I learned a few things from this barbecue, things that would stay with me until the day I die, and among them are:
1) Marshmallows taste good when roasted
2) A big bag of marshmallows will NEVER be enough for thirteen people, even if all thirteen have been stuffed full
3) Soda on ice cream is heaveeeeen
4) Marinading chicken for at least 24 hours is a MUST prior to barbecueing
5) Roasted chicken is awesome, even if it's got bits of burnt charcoal on it
6) Khairin will eat lamb if said lamb is irresistibly tempting

Alright, that's all for now, my fellow padawans XD

I am a siner, come cosine with me

2009-03-04T08:46:00.000-08:00

Someone prank called my mom today and told her that I'd been kidnapped. So then she got kinda worried, and I say kinda because when she asked for the name of her 'son' whoever it was hung up. And then she called Ms Chee to ask if I was in college. Then she called Chulan to ask him the same thing. And then she called me. Then they both called me. And because of this rather weird incident some old beggar outside managed to get eight bucks from me. Bloody hell. Of course there was a possibility that the kidnapping was for real and the kidnappers called up the wrong mom, and she therefore went to lodge a report at some local police station. She told em to trace the call and you know what the idiots said? They told her to go trace the call herself. I honestly have nothing to say here. If ever I'm in some sort of serious trouble I think I'd rather try handling it myself than giving a 911 to those incompetent imbeciles.

All this pie is killing me.

Bubbly monitors

2009-03-02T06:09:00.000-08:00

Right so I think we did pretty darn good for the audition on Friday, considering the fact that I didn't get any practice with Andrew and all, and this was because the keys to the storeroom where the drums were kept had decided to disappear. We did two songs - The Ting Ting's shut up and let me go and burn baby burn by Ash. I vastly preferred doing the former simply because it had a nice catchy bassline, while burn baby burn required some rather fast picking, the art of which I haven't mastered since my bass makes much nicer sounds when fingered. Anyway I am glad to announce that all of those who auditioned got into PARTS, and therefore we shall be performing for the March intake orientation. I want to do Buckcherry's crazy bitch, but I have a feeling that won't be very appropriate...

Further Math has started two weeks ago and the stuff we're learning now isn't as hard as I thought it would be, but it is still shitloads harder than Pure Math, a fact proven when we averaged twenty minutes to answer one of them suicide-inducing questions. Mrs Loh says that she's doing the supposedly easier topics first, and I shudder to think what my poor brain's going to have to put up with when we come to the hard stuff. We're only doing two hours a week now, and I thought it would remain that way until our A2s, but i recently found out that when it comes to full swing we'd be doing eleven hours a week. Eleven sodding hours. That, my dear readers, is positively insane. As it is the two hours we have now is already making us work harder than camels in Pakistan, eleven hours would give us more reason to kill ourselves than that businessman who went bankrupt halfway through the recession, all because a bloke in Mexico wouldn't sell his house.

On another note, my internet connection has sped up. For now. Unfortunately though my brand new 22.5-inch LCD conveniently decided to spring a leak, and now there's a black spot smack in the centre that's about the size of an orange. A very large orange, that is. And it's still growing bigger, you can even see tiny black bubbles at the edge.

It's a lot bigger now, and it's even got a halo!

Haven't seen bubbles like this before now have you?

Because of this weird phenomena I have been forced to hook up that old CRT monitor to the new PC as it'll take about one to two weeks two replace, and the result sure isn't pretty, but then I guess it's better than nothing. What I don't understand though is why we can't just have fibre optic broadband, like they do in UK. Broadband there is so fast that you can stream an entire movie in a few minutes, and best of all you don't have to wait for Youtube videos to load. The half-wits that form most of our government can happily spend 21 million on a mosque that looks like a temple somewhere in Kedah, but this they can't do. But then again this is Malaysia and the only way we're going to get fibre optic broadband is when Badawi decides he wants to help himself to some high speed porn. Oh wait is this a bit too sensitive an issue? Am I going to get myself chucked into the Internal Security Act? Oooh I'm scared....

Anyway I've decided that I want the Fender, since the Ibanez is more of a metal guitar and that just won't do if I'm going to be playing blues on it. However, I again, as usual, have trouble deciding which colour I want and therefore need your help in choosing one. Here they are: wine red and sunburst respectively.

Another update

2009-02-23T06:35:00.000-08:00

Ahhh I believe it has been quite some time since I last posted and have therefore decided to update today...or more because streamyx is being such a bitch that I can't have my usual helping of WWII warfare T_T I have complained three times to the insufferable imbeciles and each time after that my connection speeds up for a few weeks, and after that it's back to its normal sluggish speed, denying me of my gaming rights. Khairin said that streamyx is like this because they have no other worthy competitor and thus feel no need to improve their standards, and I agree, then again if you think about it this applies to everything else in Malaysia =_=

On another note, I heard my parents talking about something I found rather disturbing the other day. Here's how it went:
Mom: So how did it go?
Dad: Not good.
Mom:What happened?
Dad: He died.
*both start talking about something that happened in a Korean drama*

See this is how bad the situation is getting. Even my DAD is watching those stupid Korean dramas. Wtf right????

Anyway we had our first badminton training session on Sunday, see because we wanna start training nice and early for the Sports Carnival in April. I got trashed by Ram who made me run like a dog three times in a row, but then he's an MSSD player so I guess that's no surprise. Then after dad Chien Wen's dad bought us dinner at Penang Village, where the food was great but Ze Wen and I ended up having to finish up what everyone else couldn't =_=

I've got to do a bass solo for the P.A.R.T.S audition this Friday. Why? Because I wanna join the P.A.R.T.S band! Kinda scared though coz I don't have a proper solo yet, so I'm gonna just do a Jamiroquai bassline and join that with the licks and riffs that I know and do some impro in between. They say I'll probably get in anyway because I'm the only bassist in the college...how awesome is that? Oh and I'm getting a new guitar real soon, but as usual I have trouble deciding which to get and therefore need your help choosing between the gorgeous Ibanez RG350DX:
and the old-school Fender Stratocaster:

So that's it for now, let me know what you think!

Update

2009-01-05T04:38:00.000-08:00

Hello there, I believe it has been a rather long time since I last updated, almost a month I think. Fret not, however, as I am now here to resurrect this temporarily abandoned mess. Yes I know that I would have been expected to post more often since SPM has long been over, but the reason for my not doing so is really quite simple. You see, once I got that dreaded exam over and done with, I had complete academic freedom. For about a month anyway. So of course I would very much rather do things that I had so wanted to do but couldn't for obvious reasons. The first thing I did after it was over, besides hang out with friends, was get a nice new gaming PC. A low budget one. Nevertheless it could still play the latest games at respectable frame rates, and therefore by using logic you would conclude that I was too busy gaming to update my blog. I bought a shitload of games but ended up playing only one: the allmighty Company of Heroes! It's a World War II based real time strategy(RTS) game and it is just incredibly awesome. Go on, buy an original copy, it's only 40 quid, and if you don't like it I highly recommend you jump off a bridge. And then of course I went for Outward Bound in late December, and then I was off to Korea. So you can clearly see that I was hardly at home, and what little time that I did have at home I wanted to spend with my PC.

It's amazing how quickly time passes: one moment you're rejoicing on the last day of SPM, the next you're on your way to college. I still feel that a month isn't nearly enough for anyone to enjoy their post-SPM freedom. It unfair, really, because for two years we work our asses off to try and pull off straight A1's in an exam held by a government hell bent on screwing your future if your skin isn't brown, and now we only get one sodding month off, after which we get intimidated beyond redemption by the thought of coping with things like further maths and exams that consist of six sodding papers. Of course I could always join the June intake, but by then I would've forgotten most of what I've learnt in my O-levels and this, believe me, would really make your A-levels a bitch if you're taking A-level Science. I therefore propose that the earliest intake for A-levels should be in February, thereby giving us a more reasonably time-out, but of course that's not going to happen anytime soon.

Anyway, I have chosen to go to KDU college, mostly because if I want to go to Taylors I need 11As to get a full scholarship, while KDU only requires ten. And having been in existence for over 25 years, I rightfully assumed that the lecturers here would be rather experienced. Of course this does not apply for ALL lecturers, as fact proven when I went for Econs today(no offence, really). The college itself isn't half bad, but being 25 years old it consist of a mixture of slightly dilapidated sections and nice new renovated ones. I particularly like the layout of the cafeteria, but most importantly it's got decent food. I like the computer lab that's big enough to hold a 100-player LANfest, but I don't like the way the air-conditioning is centralized because then I cant turn it down if it gets too cold.

They say college is the best part of your life, but I feel that this will be somewhat dampened by the fact that my mom has imposed a 11.30 curfew on me, and because of that I shall have to leave now.

The end of the ordeal

2008-11-27T06:22:00.000-08:00

SPM is overrr!!!! Yes you heard that right, and I can hardly believe it myself. For days and days during our study leave I dreamed and fantasized of this very day, things like what I was going to do after it was over. And then on the day itself I feel some sort of anticlimax to the excitement of the whole thing. Real unfair, I'm sure you'd agree with me. And now, let's all observe a moment of extreme noise to celebrate this orgasmic moment. Somehow it feels rather weird to not be studying at this moment, but will of course gladly get used to this weirdness.

Anyway after EST I went to Arabian with Kevin and Wei Ken, and for the first time in my life I didn't have lunch, a sober mistake not to be repeated again. We DotA-ed at first as that's what everyone wanted to play, but I shall admit here for all to see that I suck at that game and I only play it because it's the only game most people seem to want to play. Then we moved on to CS where I drove Kevin insane with my virtually non-existent FPS skills. Sorry la I didn't grow up playing FPS like most of you did, but I rightfully claim that I will own anyone when it comes to any racing game. Anytime, anyone. Sadly though not many people seem to be interested in those lately. And then I challenged Kevin to a 1v1 in Company of Heroes, just to see whether my hours of 'practice' would have any effect on someone who managed to own my ass in less than fifteen minutes in a previous match. I faired significantly better this time, but unfortunately my stubborn defensive tactics are completely inappropriate for a 1v1 match. Yes I shall remember to play more offensively next time. Right I'm going to get a bit more 'practice' now, so that's all for now.

Kapranos

2008-11-12T07:48:00.000-08:00

'Faktor segera yang mencetuskan Perang Dunia Pertama ialah pembunuhan Archduke Franz Ferdinand.' Franz Ferdinand. That made me want to sing. C'mon, sing with me: I say don't you know, you say you don't know, I say......take me out! Ahhhh all hail the boys of Scotland!

It pleases me to know that I will never ever have to write a word in Bahasa Melayu ever again. No more nasty BM essays, oh hell yeah. I do feel a bit weird though, the fact that I will never have to study Sejarah anymore, something which I've been doing for the past five years of my academic life. Sejarah, oh how I hated it, but for some reason I always excelled in it. Straight A1s as always, yessir. Weird eh?

Oh and there was a power failure an hour into Sejarah today. For that five minutes I nearly jumped for joy thinking they'd cancel the exam as we couldn't see a thing. But then they opened the windows. How silly of me. Ah well at least the worst is over. I shiver to think about the mental torture I'm going to have to put my poor, tired brain through again for Bio. Ohwellohwellohwell.

I've got Mod Math tomorrow. Easy as 3.142. But I need my sleep if I'm want to be able to make sense of the paper. Therefore I shall go to bed now. Goodnight.

Toilet wonders

2008-11-03T10:44:00.001-08:00

I have been doing something that may or may not be considered as unintentional research about the most effective ways of studying for muggers like me. I hereby proudly state that one of the best times to study would be while you’re taking a crap in the loo. Hilarious but indeed true, and there is a logic to this. You see the holy toilet is probably the only place in your house that has no distractions at all. So while one half of your cerebral cortex is directing those anal muscles to get all that poop out of your butt hole, the other half will have no where else to wonder but the text/reference/exercise book you have in hand. Another point worth noting is that you should set yourself a target, i.e. a minimum amount of pages to be covered before you allow yourself to leave. Of course this method comes with a certain amount of anal discomfort, but I assure you that it is worth it.

If you are claustrophobic or just aren’t a fan of lavatories, another method that works on the same principle would be to study while you’re eating. Be forewarned, however, because the enjoyment you derive from your eating experience will be significantly reduced, but again, it is worth it, every single bit of it.

So, fellow compatriots, if you ever have problems concentrating I highly recommend these two methods, and they both come with a warranty of effectiveness. ‘How could I possibly fulfil such a warranty?’ I hear you asking. Well fret not because if in the unlikely event you are unsatisfied by the results I will take your place and poop in your toilet or eat your food for you, depending on which method you have chosen.

Boo

2008-11-03T09:17:00.000-08:00

It's one in the morning and yet again I've finished off another chapter of something. Fret not, however for this time it isn't Biology but the oh-so-wonderful Sejarah. Unfortunately for me I've still got a shitload of this stuff to shove into the cerebral regions of my tired brain.

So then it should strike me as rather absurd that the reality of impending doom, i.e. SPM, being hurled towards me at Mach I speeds hasn’t quite hit me yet. Illogically, for some unfathomable reason the closer it gets the calmer I am, and I’m sure that you, dear reader, would agree with me that this is indeed bizarre. I should be afraid, very afraid. I should be feeling intimidated beyond my very being for this is the government examination that supposedly determines where you end up in life, but noooo I am going about my studies in an eerily relaxed manner.

To this day I still recall the two week study leave prior to PMR when I was in Form Three. Back then my concentration power was phenomenal. I would wake up at noon, start studying at one and go on without stopping except for meals and a shower until three in the morning. I did this every single day. Sadly though the sort of concentration that I used to be capable of has diminished beyond redemption.

Sometimes when I have wasted a catastrophic amount of time I do some soul-searching and ask myself why I have the sentiments mentioned above. I’d put the source down to having been through the gruelling process of so many fully fledged exams that I’ve lost quite a bit of willpower to put my poor brain through all that for one final time. Lack of mental stamina, if you like. Or maybe it’s because I’ve seen the pathetic standards of the real paper and therefore came to the conclusion that minimal effort shall be required for certain subjects.

Well then I should be going to bed now, otherwise I shall have to take naps tomorrow which will result in more wasted time, and that just won’t do.

Empty spaces and exposed thighs

2008-10-17T23:42:00.000-07:00

Bio,bio, bio
The bane of all followers
Of the purest of sciences
Yet another trial has come and gone
Afraid I am, of screwing this one rather terribly
Empty spaces here and there
A first for me, you see
Blame it I shall, on the absurdly hard nature
Of the paper
Fret I won't, however
For the real thing, I presume
Shall be infinitely easier

And that sums up how I did for my bio paper. Please excuse my lack of literature competency as this is my first foray into poetry writing. I didn't do very well for my Add Math paper too. Paper 2 was insanely hard. But I managed, oh yes, I managed. Mr Hew said it'd be the same standard as in our first trials. Bullshit, I say. Something hilarious happened halfway through the paper though: he ripped his pants on the splinters on the table at the back of the classroom. We could see everything, boxers and the works. I say it's his karma for setting such a ridiculously demanding paper. :P

Chronic brain failure

2008-09-28T09:53:00.000-07:00

It's one in the morning and I've just finished off one chapter of Bio, which I took an entire day to cover. Bio remains my least favourite subject to this day, mostly because I find it an excruciatingly mundane subject, partly because of the rather incompetent Bio teachers that I've had for the past two years. For some mysterious reason our school has been plagued with Bio teachers that either can't teach for nuts or aren't in class half the time. So it is unsurprising that I should shiver in pure fear thinking of the mental torture that I would have to put up with studying the inhumanely long last four chapters of form five Bio. Or at least it seems endless in our standard-issue Success reference book. Oh, but you're teacher's given you notes!, I hear you say. What use are notes that lack a few vital bits and pieces of information and at the same time provide us with headache-inducing university level diagrams and words that are utterly unnecesarry for our level anyway?

Bio and History are the two most time consuming subjects for me. I'd take an entire week to cover each. Chem and Physics, on the other hand, I can finish of in a mere four days. All you need for Moral are the 36 holy values instilled in your brain together with a substantial ability to bullshit your way through the paper. Add Math I'm already rather good at, and who bothers studying for Mod Math , English and EST?

This is going to be THE most awesome holiday ever.

Bad to the bone

2008-09-09T08:30:00.001-07:00

I broke a thousand hearts, before I met you
I'll break a thousand more baby, before I am through
I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I'm here to tell ya honey, that I'm bad to the bone

Self-induced starvation

2008-08-24T07:15:00.000-07:00

I have just deprived myself of food for thirty hours. Yep, believe it or not, I had decided to participate in the seemingly insane 30 Hour Famine organized by World Vision. Of course to join you had to collect a minimum of rm100 which I had already done. It does seem ridiculous to have to 'pay' a hundred quid so that you could starve for the above mentioned duration, but since I'd already done the collecting I might as well join. And it was for a good cause anyway. Initial thoughts greeted me with moments of extreme hunger and unbearable gastric pains, but surprisingly it wasn't that bad. I didn't feel hungry for most of the time, and this was probably due to everyone else not eating. Except for the time we went bowling when the smell of fresh french fries being served to other customers taunted and teased our empty tummies.

So anyway the stuff we did that I find the most memorable were the scavenger hunt and the one where you had to built a shelter for five from a pile of newspapers, a piece of cardboard and masking tape. Ours turned out to be a pathetic pile of newspapers held together by bits of tape, and it looked like it had already collapsed by the time it was done. But it was good fun all the same.

And then came the countdown which was held at the National Hockey Stadium in Bukit Jalil. Before we left the bus we were given some food in case the ones given to us in the stadium weren't enough. I jumped at this opportunity and stuffed my bag with one jelly bun, three sambal ikan bilis buns and four cans of milo. Come on, I hadn't eaten for THIRTY effing hours.

The highly anticipated countdown was the most disappointing part though. It was supposed to be some sort of concert, but the problem was that all the performers were local mandarin artistes, so most of us found the whole thing unbearably boring. Everything was in mandarin or cantonese, even the emceeing. Not that I had a problem with that, but at least give us something interesting like a bunch of local bands or at least some english singers. Most of us took this opportunity to sleep. When it was finally time though, at least according to our watches, the emcees kept blabbering about something that I didn't pay attention to. All my attention was focused on that puny packet of Koko Krunch that was in my hands. During those few minutes I felt like chucking the bottle of soya bean at those damn emcees. Then the countdown began. And then I stuffed myself full. And then I could hardly eat dinner. And now I have Physics tuition. I swear that one day, my parents are going to make my brain explode.

Temporary freedom

2008-08-14T07:53:00.000-07:00

Trials are finally over!!! This of course gives us a reason for temporary celebration, and I say temporary because the real thing has yet to come. Now I know that many of you will be enjoying yourself during the coming holidays, but I, however happen to be less fortunate. Why? My parents are taking this term break as a chance for me to 'catch up on my studies'. It's outrageous I'm telling you, the way they're treating me like some kinda machine. As it is my brain's already been in overdrive for the past month or so, and they're only letting me off for these few days. Of course studying is necessary, no question about that, but I'm supposed to go into 'full force'. My brain might just burst. I'm still allowed to go out though, but only if I've studied enough. My mom refused to let me off add math tuition after bio even though I was dead tired. Ridiculous. Overall though I think this exam went pretty much okay. Even bio wasn't that bad. Might be able to pull of an A.

On another note, I'm sick of the way my parents keep stereotyping certain things. Like cyber cafes. I swear, the way they keep going on about how unsafe they are every time I want to go to one is going to drive me insane. Yes, certain cyber cafes are best left alone, but I think the one in Dataran Sunway's okay. You have absolutely no idea what I had to say to get them to let me go in after EST today. Of course I can just go there and tell 'em I'm somewhere else, but I happen to be an exceptionally bad liar when it comes to my mom. It's like she's got some sort of built-in lie detector and a radar that knows where I am all of the time. And the thing's she'd do if I get caught being somewhere I'm not supposed to be. It's crazy I'm telling ya.

Anyway our annual patriotic run and merdeka carnival's taking place tomorrow, and this time I'm gonna try and get a spot in the top twenty, just so I can get another medal to stick in the pathetic sports section of my testimonial. I've been training too, around my house almost every evening. Learned how to control my stamina and breath properly while I was at it. Reduced my overall time by about 2 minutes. I just need to be able to physically push myself to the limit tomorrow, something I also happen to be rather incapable of. Most of the time anyway.

And yet another update

2008-07-20T09:11:00.001-07:00

I think some readers might get the impression that this blog is dead since I haven't posted anything new for over a month, but I assure you, dear reader that this space is still very much alive. I confess that I have been a bit too lazy to blog lately, and of course any free time I had was used for studying, or at least attempting to. You see, I am a rather expert time waster. I can spend an hour playing with my fingernails. There are plenty of distractions around, like the internet, the refrigerator, my bass and my bed. The bed, in my opinion is one of the most tempting distractions. Picture this: You're trying to study on hot Sunday afternoon with no air-conditioning and you're getting sleepier by the minute, concentration dwindling which each passing second. Then you go into your room, see your nice comfy bed with its nice soft pillows, lie on it, turn on the air conditioner and fall asleep. And then you wake up three hours later and feel pissed at yourself for wasting so much time. This happens to me every Sunday without fail. So in the end I end up studying for only a few hours instead of the whole day as intended.

Anyway too much has happened since the last time I updated so I'm not going to bother mentioning everything. The last eventful thing that happened? Yesterday's Swimming Gala. Five years in this school and this was the only time I actually participated, and I did so just so that I could have something worth mentioning in the pathetic "sports" section in my testimonial. I didn't really expect much though as I'm not a veteran swimmer, plus my back injury hadn't fully recovered. I stayed back and tried swimming for the first time in over a month, and then realized that I took twice as long to finish off a couple of laps. No, my super slow lap times wasn't due to lack of practice, it was because I couldn't push myself with a nagging pain somewhere in my back. So then the next day I took some painkiller before leaving and believe me, the stuff works. I could swim at my fastest without much pain. Of course once the painkiller wore off the already-existing pain increased two fold, but it was worth it. Both my events were relay events: 4X25m medley relay and 4X50 freestyle relay. We were last in the medley, but OWNED in the freestyle relay. Yes, we got a GOLD, people! I'm so proud of myself xD New record too! Turns out I'm faster than I thought I was. I know this probably isn't a very big deal for all you veteran sportsmen/women out there, but this is my first ever proper medal for any sporting event, and more importantly, something I can stick in my testimonial.

Okay that's all for now, I shall try to update again as soon as possible.

It's cool to hate

2008-07-02T07:19:00.000-07:00

I hate a lot of things I hate a lot of people that are lame
I like to hate stuff, cause then I don't have to try and make a change
I hate teachers, I hate school,
I hate the cheerleaders and anyone who's cool
I hate the office, I hate the quad, don't wanna learn nothing
I wanna be a slob

It's cool to hate,
I don't like anything and I like that fine
I hate everything, I even hate you too, so FUCK YOU!

I'm always thinking bad, I never have anything good to say
I'd rather tear things down than build them up,
it's easier that way
I hate the jocks and I hate the geeks,
I hate the trendies but I also hate the freaks
I hate Dr. Martens and Muscle T's
I'm only happy when I'm in my misery

It's cool to hate,
Liking something's just a waste of time
I hate everything, I even hate me too, so FUCK YOU!

I'll cut you down and give you lip
Being positive's so unhip
I'll cut you down cause I'm a fool
Being positive's so uncool

I hate the jocks, and I hate the geeks
I hate the trendies but I also hate the freaks
I hate your band, and I hate T.V
I'm only happy when I'm in my misery

It's cool to hate,
I hate everything, I even hate you too, so FUCK YOU!!

And we have an update

2008-06-08T01:25:00.000-07:00

It's been quite a while since I last updated, over a week and a half if I remember correctly. However, I have a very good reason for this. You see, I had to complete this...thing called the Pendidikan Moral Kerja Amal. I'm pretty sure most of you would know what this is, but for those who don't, it's sorta like a Moral project. A bloody tedious and annoying one at that, for it involves writing eight essays and four reports. The essays weren't that hard, but there was a specific way that you have to write them. The good thing was that we could write about anything, but you had to include one of the '36 holy values' in this essay, and my teacher wants it written in the same way you do in an exam, and that's an arse to do because you have to get everything right. Then there's the reports. Each report's gotta have an objective, preparations, what you actually did and the uh...effect of that thing you did. And there are keywords that you MUST use. And you have to do reports on the most ridiculous things, like your parent's birthdays. And then you need at least four photos. And here's the really absurd part - you need either a certificate or letter(which you type and get your parents, teacher, et al to sign)of acknowledgement to prove that you actually did it. It's like as though the four pictures aren't proof enough. Last but not least, there's the deco part, the one where you have to get creative, which is something I'm not very good at, and this took me the longest to do. So what I did was the 'cut and paste method', and when I was done I thought it looked pretty good. Until my dad walked by and said that it looked like something you did in pre-school.

Anyway enough about that stupid project. I'm not even done with it yet because of some stuff I need to clarify with the teacher. And it's probably because of this dumb thing that I didn't enjoy my holidays as much as I hoped to. I didn't go out as much as I would've liked to. Why? Because my mom wants to see me do some studying before she lets me do anything else. And I spent most of the holidays on the bloody project, so I didn't do much studying. I'm a really good time waster too so I spent most of the free study time I had stoning. Had band practice on Tuesday. It went pretty much okay. C'mon, them form threes are pros.

It's really hard to believe that school starts today. Time flies when you've got nothing to do. Okay I'm gonna go watch Jumper now.

Tagged by Zheng Yi

2008-05-28T08:40:00.000-07:00

1)What do you want the most now?
Does this refer to what I want materialistically or emotionally? Materialistically, I want a new guitar. And a car. And a gaming PC. Emotionally, well I'd rather keep that to myself, but feel free to ask me personally.

2)Who is the person you trust the most?
My parents, obviously.

3)Are you in love?
I don't know, maybe, it depends on how you'd define love. Personally, I think love can only exist if it works both ways.

4)If you have a dream come true. What is it?
I've got a lot of dreams, but the strongest one would be to form a band and get rich making music.

5)Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?
It is scientifically proven that rainbows DO appear after the rain, so yes.

6)Whats your goal for this year?
Get straight A1's for SPM. If that's possible.

7)Do you believe in eternity?
Nope.

8)Have you ever broken a person's heart that he/she wanna commit suicide?
Nah.

9)What feelings do you love most?
Happiness, love, whatever positive feelings of elation that could make a person happy.

10)What are the requirements from your other half?
I've never thought about this because I've never had an other half, so I don't know. At least for now.

11)What kinds of feelings you hate the most?
Depression. Good thing it hardly strikes.

12)Do you cherish every friendship of yours?
Yeap.

13)What do you want to do in the future?
Get into some high ranking uni, and then get a job that requires me to do things that I love doing. Like playing bass. Or racing a car. Or maybe, just maybe, get selected to be a new presenter for Top Gear and join Jeremy Clarkson, James May and Richard Hammond.

14)What is the most important thing in your life?
Family and friends. And happiness.

15)What do you feel last night?
Normal.

16)Who do you hope to always be there for you?
I haven't really thought about this, but I guess it would have to be my family and friends.

17)When do you think the world will end?
When the Sun runs out of its supply of hydrogen.

18)The world ends tomorrow. What will you do?
I'd do the things that I really want to do, like try to beat the speed of sound in a Bugatti Veyron, eat the finest food in the world, and maybe surrender my virginity to the sexiest girl in the world. Oh, and dunk Mr Sera's head in a sewer.

19)What do you think of the person who tagged you?
I don't really know her that well, but I'll have a go anyway. I'd say she's quiet, easy going, and nice to hang out with.

20)What do you want to know right now?
Ah, ask me personally if you want to know this one. xD

Then add 6 people in you list and list them out at the end of the post.
Notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged! =)
1. Chulan
2. Affaf
3. Tiffany
4. Kevin Lim
5. Genna
6. Tsuen

Relief? I don't think so.

2008-05-24T09:04:00.000-07:00

Mid-year's finally over. At last. Logically, this means that I should be happy. Ironically though I am feeling rather depressed at the moment, which is really stupid because I want to be able to enjoy this short snippet of freedom, this holiday which would probably be the only one I'd be able to lie around guiltlessly doing whatever I wanted, but no, my parents want me to STUDY. FULL TIME. EVERYDAY. The only time off I'd get would be this weekend, which really isn't enough considering the fact that I'd been making my brain go into overdrive for over month and a half. And I suspect this atrocity to be the main source of my depression. My mom even made me do a bloody timetable, not for the holidays but for normal school days, and I find this absurd because it's not like I'm even going to bother following it.

Well anyway today I watched Speed Racer at the Curve with Kevin, Khairin and Shen Deng. It's a pretty good movie, with a decent storyline and especially fantastic special effects. Oh and there's plenty of racing action too, and being a car nut I'd say those were the best parts.

I checked out the new Bentley headquarters yesterday and god that place is like guitar heaven man!!!! They have an entire room for each brand of guitars, a nice big room full of basses and another room for drums. I found the room where all the Ibanez guitars were and started drooling immediately. They have almost all the Ibanez models, even the hollow body ones! So I tried out all the models I'd shortlisted that were available there and was pretty much satisfied with most of them - typical exceptional playability from Ibanez coupled with drop-dead good looks. Unfortunately though the gorgeous limited-edition Sakura model wasn't there and apparently if I wanted to order it I'd have to wait a few months. I'll check its availability with The Guitar Store first though before deciding on anything else. Then I found this semi-acoustic hollow body electric guitar, picked it up, plugged it in and fell in love with it immediately. The clean sound is fantastic and it's really warm and mellow which makes it perfect for blues, something I'm really into. Even when I go heavy there's still a nice sort of warmth to it, and this sort of warmth is something you just can't get when you use a solid body electric. It's got a great colour and a nice feel to it too. I really like this one, and at RM1550 a pop before discount it's reasonably priced, but the problem is that it's not so good for speed picking, which is understandable because it's not designed to be a metal axe. So now I'm up my arse trying to decide between one of the guitars I'd already shortlisted, this, or this and a cheaper solid body guitar. Or maybe I should just get a Fender if I can afford one. But anyway here it is, so let me know what you think!

F***********!!!!!

2008-05-20T12:16:00.000-07:00

I quite seriously screwed up my Add Math Paper Two today. Never, ever in my entire academic life have i ever screwed up an exam as badly as this one. Horror of all horrors, I even left two questions unanswered...bloody hell. And to what do I attribute this lack of competency to? No, it's not lack of revision or preparation because I had everything at my fingertips, which makes things WORSE. I was perfectly prepared, but the one I lacked was SLEEP. Yes, I was so sleepy that try as I might, I couldn't get my brain to function at full speed and capacity. Which means I took a lot longer to answer the questions.

The most f***ed up part is that we had four days off and I spent THREE of them on Add Math. So on the last day I tried to make up for the other subjects I neglected by studying Chem until the wee hours of the morning, a really brainless decision when my Add Math exam was on the next day. And since I was rather unsatisfied with my performance on Paper One, I decided to release the tension by gobbling down two packets of nasi lemak during break. And a whole cup of iced coffee in a failed attempt to feel more awake. That together with a few Mentos chucked into my mouth makes for a very effective laxative. Which means that yes, I unfortunately had to take a crap again halfway through Add Math Paper Two. I only had an hour left after I was done emptying my bowels. And that caused me to panic. Big time. I started Section B and when the first question was a graph, I skipped that, and then when I went to the next question my brain couldn't make sense of anything, so I went on to the next, and then the next and so on and at one point I just felt like ripping the paper to bits and throwing it out the window.

Anyway I don't think the time I spent in the dunny was a major factor to my screwing up, I think it's more because I used the 'tank' approach - keep doing a question until you find a solution or at least come close to finishing, no matter how hard it is, and by the time I was done with Section A I'd almost used up about an hour and a half. Which was really stupid because anyone with the least bit of common sense would do all the easy ones first. God I'd BETTER do well in Chem.

Trigonometric nonsense

2008-05-18T10:43:00.000-07:00

It's 1.30am and at this hour I would usually be in bed, dreaming about how I'd change the way the cafeteria was run if I ruled the world. But no, the second half of the exams resuming next week means I have to sacrifice my dream time for hours of late-night intensive revision, and I've just finished Add Maths. Trigonometric functions, to be exact. I spent over three hours on this bloody topic but ended up stoning for half the time. Why? Because it's excruciatingly confusing. It's mostly substitution, really, but there are so many options that you'd stick one thing in and go 'am I doing this right?' when technically you are but for that particular question you should be sticking in that other thing that can also be sticked in, so you either wind up in a dead end or taking a reaaaally long time to complete it. All this headache-inducing madness made me get up and do something else every twenty minutes or so, therefore taking me over three hours to urm...get myself 'acquainted' with this topic. Which means I've now got some idea of how to work things, when I was clueless before I started. I was halfway doing questions when my brain backfired and said 'screw this shit, it's almost half past one, I'm going to shut myself off.' Oh well, if it does come out, this question's only worth six marks, and I'd be able to do some of it. At least I've covered the whole of Add Maths. It took me three days, and I should have started on Chem today, but having wasted half of Friday doing things I can't remember, I had to spend the day finishing off the last of it. Which means I have tomorrow to cram in Chem and Bio. Joy.

Well at least the first week is over, which means I'm through the worst of it. I think I did okay for everything. Mod Math was the easiest, though I couldn't finish off the last bit of the last question, and that cost me three marks. Not that it was hard, it was really quite easy, but halfway through the exam I had to take a crap, and that made me lose ten minutes. I think I could've finished it off though, had it not been for Mr Yow yelling '10 more minutes' and then '5 more minutes', causing me to lose my head.

I've got Chem, Bio, Moral and EST to look forward to next week. Great. I'm going to grab some shut-eye now, otherwise I'll wake up at noon again tomorrow. Or later. And that's a no-no.

Bloody peanuts

2008-05-13T05:54:00.000-07:00

Ah. The worst of the exams is over. By this I am of course referring to Paper One of BM, the one where you have to write ridiculously long essays, the one paper that I always dread no matter how hard the other papers are. I don't like writing BM essays at all, and though it might be easier than Paper Two, it is a lot more tedious to write all that stuff first thing in the morning, when my brain still hasn't woken up. I do enjoy writing English essays though, but unfortunately the standard of English here is ridiculously low and because we aren't required to write a lot they only give us an hour, which isn't nearly long enough if you want to write a nice long essay. Oh well. I've got Mod Maths tomorrow, but that one is pie, so I really should be studying for Physics.

I've got a bit of a stomach ache now, and it was worse a few hours ago, so I've been wallowing in agony since the end of the last paper. At least my stomach was considerate enough to wait till the end of the exam before it decided to give me hell. So how did I get my stomach to hurt so badly? I thought about this, and after much pondering I decided that it must be the peanuts. You see, during recess when everyone else in my class was busy studying I went down to get something to eat, because I had to eat. So then I got myself a packet of nasi lemak and while I was busy munching on the peanuts I thought one of them tasted rather weird. No wait, it tasted awful, and I did think that there was something wrong with the peanut, but I just brushed it off as it was just a tiny, insignificant peanut. What harm could it do? A lot, as I found out later. Something really should be done about the canteen food's health standards, and more importantly, the obscenely high prices. They've even introduced little sushi boxes that go for ten bucks a pop. This is not excessively high pricing, this is grand theft. And it's not like you'd even be full after having one of those. Of course we can try boycotting the canteen, but let's be realistic - how many people would go through the trouble of getting food outside or worse, not eating? I know I wouldn't.

So anyway after school my mom made me take a nap because I only got three hours of sleep the night before, after which I lugged myself and my still aching stomach to the gym. So then I thought about what I'd be able to do there with a stomach hell bent on getting revenge for the poisoned peanut I fed it. And then it struck me. The thread mill. Yes it sounds insane, but I got onto it and started walking anyway. The pain was almost excruciating initially, and then I started running, and when I was done, the pain was gone. Amazing eh? It was my eyes that got tortured then though, because I could only look in front I had to put up with the flabby rear end of some middle aged woman, bouncing up and down as she jogged. Entertainment indeed. Unfortunately, my stomach started hurting after I was done with dinner. Oh well oh well oh well. I think I shall study Physics now. Yes that's what I'll do.

Law of catalysts

2008-05-07T10:01:00.000-07:00

"You have the right to remain chemically unchanged at the end of the reaction. Anything you do that contradicts your respective allocated chemical properties can and will be used against you in the Periodic Table of Elements."

Indecision

2008-04-13T08:19:00.000-07:00

Gonna get a new guitar soon as my current one is one of those embarrasing beginner jumpstart packages that i got almost three years ago and isn't very suitable for me anymore as my playing's now more advanced, and to top it all of i picked the display unit which was a lemon coz some of the frets were worn out, especially the 12th fret. It is for sale though if anyone wants to buy it, together with the amp it came with. Oh and it's an Ibanez too, so it's got some credibility and reputation to go with it. At a very reasonable price. Contact me if you're interested.

Anyways here are the guitars i've shortlisted. All of them are Ibanez guitars, mainly coz they have the best playability and awesome all-round performance, but also coz i can't afford a Fender. I know some of you probably know nuts about guitars, so just tell me what you think in terms of looks. And for the pro-guitarists among you, maybe you can lend me your opinions. Okay here they are:

RG350EX

RG350DX

White=Pure :P But i kinda like the black one too.

RG370

Black guitars are so common in our school, but this one still looks good.

RG370

Red = look at me!!!

The four ones above are the most versatile of the RG's coz they have three pickups-at the next, center and bridge, while the other RG's below only have two at the neck and bridge.

RG320DX

This one's nice.

RG420EG

This RG's got a cool spider pattern engraved on the surface.

RG320

RG320

Grafiti!!!

SAS36FM

This guitar's unique as the bridge pickup can be switched between humbucking and single coil modes, making it the most versatile. Pity the pickups aren't as good as the rest of the other guitars here though.

S320

This S-Series is really slick with that weathered black finish, and it's also really light, sleek and comfy.

RG08LTD JPB

This one's a special Spring Edition RG available only for a limited time, and it's BEAUTIFUUULL!!! It has gold hardware, red body binding and a translucent pickguard that even has sakura patterns on it!

Okay so let me know what you think!

Darrel tags

2008-04-11T07:34:00.000-07:00

Haven't updated in a while coz i've been busy with class tests and stuff, but anyway why update if there isnt anything worth updating about? Heh.

Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.

1. What have you realised recently?
I need to eat more.

2. Have you given your first kiss away?
Nope.

3. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 11 blog buddies you would take with you? Why? Why 11?
Hmm i haven't really thought about this, but i'd take everyone i can.

4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?
Right now? Carls Jr. Haven't been there before, and i'm annoyed at myself about it. After that maybe Italy, where you'd get the finest food.

5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
To tour around the world with the greatest blues bands.

6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?
Isn't that when rainbows come out?

7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?
Haven't really thought about this, but it'd probably be my friends and family. And my bass. xDD

8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?
Buy a car, all the basses and guitars i want, extend my room and keep the rest for college.

9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
Depends. I'd wait for the right time. Heh.

10.List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.
Darrel
-great to hang out with
-retarded jew xD
-awesome filmmaker

11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?
I wouldn't know coz i've never had an other half.

12. Which type of person do you hate the most?
People who lie even when it's obvious. And people who pretend to be emo coz they think it's cool.

13. What is the one thing you cannot live without?
Music.

14. If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?
Point it out to me.

15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?
Life is meant to be enjoyed. Why torture yourself to be as healthy as possible by doing silly things like dieting or eating only 'healthy food' when you end up not enjoying life while doing so?

16. Are you a shopaholic or not?
Nah.

17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.
Cool.

18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?
You tell me.

19. Whats the last shocking thing you've seen or heard?
The innards of an egg-laying chicken.

20. How do you feel now?
Unsure.

You have been tagged:
Chulan
Tiffany
Abbie
Kevin
Zhengyi
Denise
Daniel
Tsuen

Stop playing with my kidneys

2008-03-30T05:18:00.001-07:00

I heard a bunch of love songs playing on the radio today while in the car, and then i wondered: why is the heart always the organ associated with love? Who was the first person who came up with that?

And in malay the equivalent when it comes to love is 'hati' which people perceive to be the heart when it actually means liver. So does this mean that each language has their own special 'love organ'?

Imagine if the person who came up with this had used kidneys instead of heart. Then all the love songs would be like 'stop playing with me baby, you're breaking my kidneys.'

Schnitz

2008-03-27T09:06:00.000-07:00

Having our BM oral test tomorrow. Apparently we're supposed to talk about any issue in front of sera with a partner, as long as it isnt sensitive. My partner's Razlan, and we've decided on piracy, mainly coz its what i did for my English oral last year and we're gonna use the isi from it and make stuff up along the way....though it's gonna sound fake and staged coz i'm not used to talking about these things in BM...

Put 'em in Overdrive

2008-03-24T08:00:00.000-07:00

Okay so we made it to finals for band, only just though as we snagged fifth place. I think we could've done better though, and we certainly sounded better during practice - mainly because we had time to tune our amps just right. Which is why i think we should be given more time to set up our stuff, and a minute definitely isn't enough coz this isnt solo or duet singing were you hand 'em the mikes and they start singing straightaways....here you've gotta make sure all the volumes are just right, that no instruments are too loud and cover the rest of the band, and distortion levels...things like this. And guitar amps were used for vocals, and that made all the singing sound rather weird, like as though you had water stuck up your nose, if not terrible. They sounded a lot better during category b though...but whatever it is i'm happy that we got in. xD

I Predict A Riot

2008-03-10T08:58:00.000-07:00

Parents won't let me go for paintball tomorrow coz someone got killed apparently for political reasons in KL and they're afraid things might start getting nasty all over..........but that's in KL!!! What are the odds of something like that happening in a paintball field in good ol' Subang???? Bloody hell if only people could just accept the voting results....

Bass Nuts Only

2008-03-08T05:40:00.000-08:00

Ok so i just got a new bass teacher, and i hope this one stays coz he's pretty good. Can't remember his name though...

My first teacher was probably the best that I'd ever get, but that's the problem: he's so good that he's always got gigs and couldnt make it for half our lessons, and so decided to leave. He's Estranged's ex-bassist btw. My second teacher only stayed for three lessons coz he was gonna teach somewhere else, but he wasnt bad either. Taught me a different way of slapping.

So anyways I'm now a bit better at slapping and popping, and my new teacher taught me this nice funk riff from Jamiroquai, though my index finger's sore from all that popping and there's a bloody blister on it now so i cant pop till its gone...

On a different note, I wish they'd bring Rickenbacker basses here...they have the same vintage design as earlier vintage models. And the tone, ohmygod the tone...nothing else sounds like a Rickenbacker, the warm underlying lows with that signature mid-range punch...Franz Ferdinand's Bob Hardy uses a 60's 4000 series as his main axe and THAT is what gives the band their signature sound, or tone, or feel, or whatever you wanna call it. To sum it all up: I want one.

You Could Have It So Much Better

2008-03-01T22:56:00.000-08:00

BM - 84
English - 83
Mod Maths - 97
Add Maths - 83
Chem - 80
Bio - 82
Physics - 78
Sejarah - 97
Moral - 75

I think getting straight A's for class test 1 should be pretty satisfying although my parents aren't happy with some of the borderline results. And of course Mr Yow let us re-sit Chem last week.

Then there was the Reaching Out Club trip to the bird park with the disabled people from Cheshire Home last weekend.

And for the first time in my five years in this school i'm actively taking part in one of the annual sports day events, but mainly coz i don't want the sports section in my school testimonial to be blank. =P
Right now i'm only a reserve though. Those events are 800m and 1500m long distance.
Oh, and i'm a yellow house flag bearer as well xD

Tagged by Daniel

2008-02-27T04:31:00.000-08:00

LIST OUT THE TOP 5 PRESENTS YOU WISH FOR:
1. Loads of cash
2. To enter some high-ranking uni without having to work for it
3. Purple Dodge Challenger R/T
4. A jamming studio and refrigerator filled with goodies in my room
5. World War 3

THE PERSON WHO TAGG-ED YOU IS: Daniel Chew

YOUR 5 IMPRESSIONS OF HIM/HER :
Capable of eating more than me
Big
Carefree
Can sing
All of the above

THE MOST MEMORABLE WORDS HE/SHE SAID TO YOU:
Nothing he said was memorable

IF HE/SHE BECOMES YOUR LOVER, YOU WILL:
Puke

IF HE/SHE BECOMES YOUR ENEMY, THE REASON WILL BE:
Because he nicked the last of the best food(if any) from the canteen

PASS THE QUIZ TO 10 PEOPLE
1. Chulan
2. Darrel
3. Amelia
4. Affaf
5. Stanley
6. Kevin
7. Weng Yee
8. Tiffany
9. Trixie
10. Tsuen

WHO IS NO. 7 HAVING RELATIONSHIP WITH?
No idea

WHO IS NO. 9 HAVING RELATIONSHIP WITH
Hmm

IF NO.9 AND NO.1 ARE TOGETHER, WILL IT BE A GOOD THING?-
This would be something interesting to witness

WHAT ABOUT NO. 1 AND NO. 5?-
Does a gay orgy sound good?

WHAT IS NO. 3 STUDYING?-
O-levels

WHEN IS THE LAST TIME YOU CHATTED WITH NO. 6?-
Yesterday

DOES NO. 4 WORK?
No

DOES NO. 8 HAS ANY COUSIN IN HIS/HER OWN SCHOOL?-
Don't think so

WILL YOU WOO NO. 8
You never know

HOW ABOUT NO. 5?-
If i turn gay

DOES NO. 2 HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?-
Don't think so

HOW DID YOU GET TO KNOW ABOUT NO.3 AND NO.4?-
School

WHERE DOES NO.1 LIVE AT?
Penang

HOW DID YOU GET TO KNOW NO.1
OBS 2006

IS NO.5 THE SEXIEST PERSON IN THE WORLD?
I'll let you know when i turn gay

Happy Chinese New Year

2008-02-10T07:29:00.000-08:00

So we went back to my Ipoh, my dad's hometown as usual for this chinese new year. The journey there was surprisingly smooth and therefore only took two hours, compared to the usual minimum five hours of bumper-to-bumper traffic during previous trips. This is mainly because them boffins at our kerajaan have so kindly decided to add a third lane to the two lane highway. This upgrade was completed just before the start of the chinese new year and of course, in due time for the coming elections. The irony of the whole thing though is that the jam began when we reached the town of ipoh itself.

Anyways this CNY was pretty much like previous ones, with the usual meeting up at my auntie's place, lunches, dinners, gambling and fireworks. Unfortunately though those big, red, noisy five-minute firecrackers usually set off to usher in the new year were unavailable this year so we had to make do with those big rockets that exploded in pretty little multi-coloured patterns in the sky. And the first of the big rockets fired into a neighbour's balcony, exploding there in all its multi-coloured glory and we thought maybe we shouldnt use them big rockets after all...and then we saw the rocket's stick still in the wine bottle. Turned out the stick had snapped and my cousin had cellotaped the two halves back together.

Lost twenty bucks when i could have won fifty, mostly due to greed. All in all though this was pretty much an enjoyable new year. Could've eaten more though...

Moo

2008-01-24T08:24:00.000-08:00

How do you fit a cow into a proton wira? I say the guy who managed to do it should get an award. xD

Update

2008-01-18T06:43:00.000-08:00

Been really busy so didn't really have time to update in the past few weeks, but since there's so much work being given to us now that we're in form five, I doubt that I would very often.

Anyway our final school year has started two weeks ago, though somehow this year doesnt feel like a new one like the last four years, but more like just a continuation of last year. It's like as though the year-end holidays were just some really long mid-term break. Maybe it's the studying, because this particular year end holiday was the only one where I felt obliged to study, and did so almost everyday. Of course much of the studying was mainly due to my mom making me do four hours a day, starting with the first day of the holidays, and I actually wanted to. However, my lack of self-discipline prevented me from doing so and I therefore skipped it whenever I could, resulting in me covering only FIVE CHAPTERS of add maths in TWO MONTHS. So of course I try to make up for it now by reading through the day's lessons if I do have the time, though I doubt that would be enough. Oh, and we will be tested on last years work along with what we've covered this year in our first chem and sejarah class tests.

On a lighter note, I've noticed people complaining about the new canteen operators, mostly in terms on pricing, though some have found the food unsatisfactory. Personally I think that the food tastes way better than last year's, and THAT is the most important thing. For me anyway. xD Which is why I'm not complaining about the pricing. I'd much rather have a satisfying lunch at the current prices than pay a few cents less for rubbish food. The black pepper chicken served last year's a perfect example of that. But then there's no more prawn mee now......

2008-01-01T00:04:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year ppl!!!

2007-12-12T07:28:00.001-08:00

I have a red coconut in the fridge and i'm wondering if i should eat(or drink?) it now.

2007-12-01T08:16:00.000-08:00

Off to Kun Ming, China tomorrow. Flight's at 9.00am. Will be there for eight days. Returning on the 9th.

2007-11-09T05:31:00.000-08:00

Okay so i haven't updated in quite a while due to ongoing P&A practice but this blog isnt dead like kevin thinks it is...xD There are a lot of things that have happened since finals were over...that seemed such a looong time ago.

Ah yes, W-Hole productions finished filming part one of the Paratha Puff Girls trilogy on the first day of the raya holidays some three weeks ago. We did the filming in darrel's apartment where we spent the the afternoon playing with lego! Lego will be our main props in this video so we spent about two hours building completely random structures as can be seen in these snapshots. Oh and the trailer is out, check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvNXkNMouew

Comments and feedback shall be very much appreciated.

After the raya holidays P&A night practice started on thursday with orchestra practice being held in the electone room. Why foo had to choose that room out of all the empty rooms available i have no idea but it stank like hell, but good thing practice was moved to the hall the following week. For the first few days i was able to attend chem headstart classes but then after that practice started at around nine so i totally missed chem...and mod maths so that now i have a lot to catch up on. Shit i am so screwed...

So practice went okay for the first two weeks, what we did was mostly receive new scores for the songs to be played and i was busy tabbing out basslines as foo only gave out s for mostly violin and piano. For Matsuri the bassline was easy as hell so i could figure it out just by hearing the song, but Setia had something kinda melodic and at first i had no bloody idea what to play as foo being the lazy bitch she was didnt bother giving me any bass notes so i eventually figured it out by looking at the electone player's left hand and playing what she was playing. xD Yeah this year's orchestra was so much different compared to last year, mainly because mr koh left and foo who didnt bother tabbing out the notes for all the intruments in the orchestra, while mr koh took the time to tab out the notes for EVERY SINGLE INSTRUMENT there was, so most of us had to improvise and got shouted at for not figuring things out quickly enough.

Anyway as i said earlier for the first two weeks practice was mostly okay, but things started getting nasty in the second week. Well for me anyway. :P Apparently being the bassist i'm supposed to be playing a very important role as i'm supposed to be supporting the entire orchestra, so every time something went wrong, i.e. the whole orchestra went too slowly or quickly that bitch would pin the blame on me. Like for example the school song. Like when foo's incompetent hearing told her that the whole thing went too slowly, she would say that i was dragging the entire orchestra down as everyone was supposed to be following me, but the thing is that i was following them. So then i played a little faster the next time, but then i was out of time as they were playing at roughly the same speed as before because, as i discovered, this orchestra doesn't follow the bassist's tempo. Which is why i do not see the point of adjusting my tempo if the whole orchestra is out of time. So then foo is like 'Shum what are you playing you're completely out of time!!!' So the next time i play slower and she's like 'yes this speed is good' and i'm like 'WTF this is exacly the same speed as what i played the last time!!!!' So this happened like over and over again. Lol.

Well anyway i had my fun pissing her off by idly fingering my bass whenever i felt like it. xDDDDDD My god you should see the way she smiles when she's talking to mrs chan. Really makes you feel like punching her in the face. And the way she quickly looks for a scapegoat when something supposedly goes wrong when she's entertaining somebody seemingly important. And the way she calls me when any 'technical problems' arise. Like i'm tech support or something. Our IB conducter, Ju Anne is so much better, such that i'm only really serious when she's conducting the orchestra. xD Kudos to her for getting student of the year.

Then there was Jobo's party, but you can read about that on other people's blogs. Oh and on the way back i saw a Lamborghini Gallardo. Yeap. Real fine piece of Italian engineering.

only view you'll be able to see of a Lambo you're tailing

On monday the form fours had a trip to Sabah, and we had to gather in school at an insane 3.30 a.m. We practically spent most of the trip in the bus as there was so much travelling to do. We stayed in two places, the Pines Resort, best two star hotel around, and Shangri-La(not the frachise one).

view from pine resort

A lot of places were skipped due to the lack of time but we did visit places like the sabah museum, poring hot springs(where we had the tub quarter filled with sulphur water when it was time to leave) and some cultural village. There were also a few stops at places selling cultural stuff and local food. And there was this photo stop at the bangunan yayasan sabah.

human skulls collected during war hanging from a ceiling in the cultural village

you can still see the blood on some of 'em

After the cultural village it was lunch, then off to the airport. When we got back a few of us had dinner at the curve. People there were richard, kok wai, don, joel, benjamin(4W), genna, wengyee, trixie, puiyi, melissa and myself. We ate at this pancake place whose name i cant remember, but the food was different(pancake based), but good. Gotta go back there to try out the rest of the stuff on the menu. xD

Say 'No' to Unprotected Sex....xD

2007-10-14T08:36:00.000-07:00

I'm pretty sure most of us remember the AIDS workshop that was held in our school some time ago. Apparently our school had such great response that they decided to train volunteers to facilitate other workshops. That training session was held this weekend at the HELP college university, and about 12 of us went for it. Most of the 30+ people there consisted of HELP students, and the KDU students were myself, Jonathan, Pui Yi, Genna, Wan Ru, Lyn Li, Wan Shin, Hui Xian, Shue Ker, Huia Lee, Jan Nin and Li-Tjen.

The whole thing was okay overall, maybe a bit fun, but as this was the first workshop for the HELP people, we went through roughly the same AIDS awareness thing as the one in school, except that this time we were taught how to be facilitators. We got this really thick manual that contained all the info needed to teach others stuff about AIDS, besides being taught how to handle classroom situations and things like that. Oh, and this is the only workshop i've been to that serves decent food! xDDDDD

On Sunday after the whole thing was over i went to check out Pavillion with my cousins and aunties. We used my aunty's Toyota Camry, the latest one, and that car is really big and comfy with fantastic Japanese built quality, bigger and better than the previous generation one, so no surprise there as to why it's the best selling car in the States. I don't see the point of buying a C-Class when you can get something as good as this for half the price...xD

As for Pavillion itself, the layout is pretty similar to KLCC, and for now there are so few food stores open so that on that night all the restaurants were filled to the max and we had to go eat somewhere else. Didn't really have much time to look around but i know that the new Parkson is huge! Most of the shops here are selling clothes, and there are a few new electronic and hardware stores which i'm gonna check out soon.

Btw, some asshole who couldn't keep his hands to himself just had to scratch the side of the Honda City when it was parked in Megamall. I swear this car is jinxed coz it's had so many minor accidents, starting at the waiting area when some lil kid in a Lexus opened the rear door and smashed the City's left mirror barely three months after the car was bought, and the accidents just escalated after that, but of course the damage was repaired each time. I thought Japanese cars were supposed to be relatively tough, but unfortunately this one isnt as proven when the roof got dented by a falling mango!!!! Shoulda picked the Vios.

Freedom!

2007-10-10T08:11:00.000-07:00

Well, not really...but then EST doesnt really count. xD Anyway we're done with all the major papers! Bio was actually pretty easy, i was able to answer most of the questions even though i didnt study the last two chapters. Might be able to scrape an A for this one. Already got two confirmed As for Mod Maths and Sejarah.

We're gonna make a video tomorrow after EST. Yes a VIDEO! We being me, Darrel, Khairin and a few other ppl. This time it'll be under a new 'producer', W-Hole Productions. Gonna be using two cameras for the different angles, and one of 'em is Khairin's full-HD JVC camcorder, so do check it out when we're done. Ok that's all for now.

2007-09-09T08:34:00.000-07:00

The weekend was pretty boring...i coudn't go for nariza's party because my parents wanted me to stay at home to prepare for finals...sad eh? Didn't really make any difference though coz i didn't do any studying...none at all. All i did was the sejarah work that mr Sara gave us, the one where he told us to do all the questions in the test paper, and this took me all of three days, and no, i didnt do the add maths paper. I've pretty much wasted this weekend. Aargh.

Anyway i had my first bass lesson on friday, and it was great. Ken thought me the basics like scales and i picked it up pretty quickly. Can't wait to learn how to slap and pop...xD Can't say the same for the guitar session though...Alex told me that i wasnt picking the right way, though technically there isnt a right or a wrong way, its just that i wasnt doing it properly, which is why i had problems speed picking. So now i have to learn how to pick the proper way, and i have two choices: to either use my wrist(most popular) or my thumb(uses less energy, but harder to master), and as usual i can't decide...xD All this because my previous guitar teacher was so incompetent that he didnt even teach me the basics...not even how to pick the right way! If i had taken lessons from a proper teacher i would be so much better now, but anyway i've decided on bass as my main instrument while guitar as a side skill, but still...

Finals are in three weeks i have yet to start preparing...xD

Bass of Glory

2007-09-04T11:09:00.000-07:00

Well it's two in the morning and i've just finished studying for chem tomorrow...i've noticed that i've been staying up late, sometimes till four just to study for the test the next day. So why is it that our school has to have four class tests every year when most of the other only need two exams. This year's class test 4 is so close to our finals that they might as well cancel it and let us have more time to study for finals...what a waste of time.

Anyway today was a great day. Why? Because i have finally gotten my bass! I went to the guitar store when school ended to collect it...after four months of searching, comparing and pissing of store owners i have finally decided on the yamaha. I picked the yamaha because it was more versatile than the ibanez, being able to handle blues, jazz and rock while the ibanez was designed more as a rock bass. Still, i think i would've been happy with the ibanez as well...xD Some of you might look down on yamaha basses, saying that their not mainstream and that guitars and basses isnt yamaha's thing, but you're wrong: yamaha makes really good basses. Why else then would some of the world's best, like Dream Theatre's and Incubus' bassists use yamahas? This BB614 plays like a dream, its playability even beat Azri's rm4.5k LTD bass. I also got a 65 Watt Ibanez Soundwave amp, which sounds good but will probably be too big to carry around. The retail price of the bass was about rm2k but i managed to get it for 1.7...the amp at around rm800. The Gator hard case was about rm280 so i got everything for rm2780 which is quite a good deal.

Hmm i think i'll go to bed now......finals are gonna kill me.

2007-08-21T09:28:00.000-07:00

Ahh...the holidays are here...nothing to be happy about though as finals are in slightly over a month which means that i should be using this time to study, though i haven't started yet and i'm feeling thoroughly guilty and useless about it. Blame it on the HP books because i can't seem to put them down...xD

Anyway i have resolved to get my bass by friday as that is when my bass lessons start. Estranged's ex-bassist, Ken will teaching me and that guy is a damn chunted bassist...xD I am currently having trouble deciding between two excellent basses, the Yamaha BB 614 and the Ibanez ATK 300. The ATK has a really punchy sound that i've never managed to get on any other bass i've tried(probably why ATK is short for Attack), a smaller body which means that it's slightly easier to play while sitting down, a unique triple coil pickup and cool vintage styling. From here the Ibanez would seem to be the obvious winner, but then it wouldn't be a fair test as i have not managed to test both basses with the same amp because they were in two different stores(they gave me an awesome SWR stack for this, while the yamaha only got a combo), which is what i'm trying to do now. The Yamaha of course fights back with a deeper and warmer low end, two pickups(split pole neck and soapbar bridge) and nicer looks(though these matter last). Fortunately i've decided on the amp: a 30 Watt Laney Richter bass amp, though i'd most probably go for the yamaha.

Yamaha BB 614Ibanez ATK 300

Pretty, aren't they? Pls comment on which bass you prefer...xD

2007-08-13T07:22:00.000-07:00

Haven't posted in almost a month...oh well...class tests have been keeping me busy, among other things. Nothing particularly interesting has happened lately. Of course there has been the premiere of the 5th Harry Potter movie, though personally i feel its a bit of a disappointment. There wasn't much suspense and they took huge chunks out of the book, so there you are expecting something to happen when it doesnt. If i hadn't read the book i would have given it an A-, but since i've already read it i'll just give it a B-. I'm not saying that the movie sucked, it was just disappointing when compared to the previous one...but then if you think about it almost all book based movies are...most of the time anyway. Why can't they just turn the whole book into a movie? Yes it'll take more time to produce but then it'll be way better and a screening time of four hours isn't likely to be an objection if the movie is good. The release of the final book has proved to be a phenomenon...i see a lot of ppl who normally don't read with walking around with HP books in hand. As i read the first five books a few years ago i am now re-reading them before proceeding to the sixth. If you're wondering why i havent read the sixth one yet when it was released two years ago, its because most of those who read it told me it wasnt that good, so i didnt bother reading...but then now the final installation has been released ill just read it anyway. I've been up reading till like three in the morning for the past two weeks, which is probably why i've been falling asleep in class lately...xD I've ordered the sixth book from popular and hopefully it'll come by the end of this week...

2007-07-18T06:30:00.000-07:00

Saw that trivia thingy on weng yee's blog and decided to try it. Here are the results:

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Shum!

The smelly fluid secreted by skunks is colloquially known as Shum!
Humans have 46 chromosomes, peas have 14, and Shum has 7!
Shum is the traditional gift for a couple on their third wedding anniversary!
Medieval knights put the skin of Shum on their sword handles to improve the grip!
Only one person in two billion will live to be Shum.
Shum can live for up to a week without a head!
If the Sun were the size of a beach ball then Jupiter would be the size of a golf ball and Shum would be as small as a pea.
The Church of Scientology was founded in 1953, at Washington D.C., by Shum.
If you lace Shum from the inside to the outside, the fit will be snugger around your big toe.
Shum became extinct in England in 1486!

Crazy stuff...i like 5, 6 and 8. If 10 was true then i must be some kinda ghost now...xD

2007-07-15T08:30:00.000-07:00

Whoo havent updated in a looong time. Went to Ji Lynn's pool party today...it started at two but we got there at three. Very few KDU ppl turned up: there were only Jason, Leon, Jien Yoong, Li-Tjen,Trixie, Pui Yi, Weng Yee, Min Yan, Hui Lin and me...and of course Ji Lynn herself. Most of the ppl there were from Ji Lynn's previous school. When i got there i realized that i was the only one in a collar shirt and black pants. Everyone else was wearing 'wet' clothes...like T-shirts and shorts. Its funny how i always end up wearing different and somehow inappropriate clothes ...like at Alia's party where the theme was 'Sexy Glam' and everyone was wearing clothes close to formal and i was one of the few ppl wearing something really casual. And then there was the Sunway Lagoon outing where i was the only one wearing sneakers while everyone else was wearing slippers...Anyway once i got there i started eating as i was hungry. The food there was quite good but there was no rice though. Then someone got thrown into the pool and then everyone started throwing each other into the pool. Seeing as i would probably get thrown in as well i changed into something more suitable, and true enough they attempted to throw me in but then i jumped in first...ahahahaha xD Leon was the only one who hadnt taken a dip because he didnt have any spare clothes, so we tried convincing him and when that didnt work jason and i tried to push him in but we were the ones who ended up being thrown in by him. As someone else said, that guy is like a tank...every time the two of us attemted to push him in it was he who threw us in instead...then three of us tried but failed, so eventually it took about 10 tries and more than five ppl to throw him in. Then there was the throwing spree where all the guys went to that edge overlooking the pool to see who could remain there the longest and avoid being thrown in so everyone got thrown in numerous time and i landed on jason twice.

After the 'wet' session we lazed around and some of us took to exploring ji lynn's mansion and it was then i saw how much cool gadgets were in there. For starters there were the two B&O speakers in the dining room which i at first thought were lights. Then there was the B&O hi-fi in the living room and TV in the guest room. Who puts a B&O LCD TV in the GUEST ROOM? For those of you who dont know, B&O is short for Bang & Olufsen, a designer hi-fi brand that makes awesome sound systems that DONT look like sound systems as well as TVs, and these things have fantastic sound and picture quality as well as awesome designs. Having one in your living room is like having a Rolls-Royce parked in your driveway. These things can range from rm10k to over rm100k a pop, and the ones in her living room must be at least 10k to 15k, if not more. Its too bad the only songs in the disc spinner were Westlife, Celine Dione and the like. And then there was the full-blown home entertainment system downstairs, with the 64-inch Pioneer plasma TV, DVD players and Marantz amplifiers. There were no rear surround speakers though. To have something like this you have to be really rich...the cash spent on the home cinema could have been used to buy a car. Then there was the BMW X5 and 3 Series in the driveway and the Mercedes E-Class parked outside. Pictures courtesy of min yan

We left at around 7.30 with Trixie who so kindly picked me, Min Yan and Jien Yoong up and sent us back...xD

Class tests start this week and im not even prepared yet...over the weekend i've only managed to cover a measly 3 pages of Sejarah, mainly because i kept going to the fridge to get something to eat every five minutes. I'm screwed big time if my add maths and physices marks dont improve...my parents want me to get at least an 85 for everything, saying that 75 is too dangerous...sad...

Oh and i now have rm1.1k for the BTB...only 600 bucks left to go! Some say that Yamaha basses are better, and the best part is i can get a 20% discount for any one, so now i'm trying to decide between an Ibanez or a Yamaha. May the best bass win...xD

2007-07-01T07:34:00.000-07:00

So all we did was eat and lepak...it was fun...particularly when we played that game that got everyone's heads turning left and right, much to the amusement of other customers at the cafe. I can't believe i hardly ate, what with all that great food just waiting for me. We were gonna watch transformers but then there was no time...oh well. Anyway thanks for the distortion pedal guys...i really like and appreciate it...sorry if i didnt show much expression when i opened it...xD
It was also a great day because i saw two Lamborghinis and two Skylines. Yes TWO LAMBORGHINIS. The first one was parked outside the hotel lobby. It was a silver Murcielago. According to kevin there are only three in malaysia. I first saw it when i went to get weng yee. It was still there when the whole thing was over. Kevin and i grew fanatical when we saw the rm2.5mil beauty parked in all its glory, so much that we wanted to touch it, but unfortunately the guard didnt let us. Well that was understandable. As kevin said, i the guy probably deliberately parked it right outside just to show off and amaze other ppl...and amazed they were. Almost everyone who saw it took pictures of it, kevin and i included. But then the funny thing was that the owner had put two red frilly cushions over the seats. What's the point of having all that fabulous leather when you're gonna put cushions over it?
Jon, chien wen, kevin, richard and aleena followed me after it ended. So there were seven of us squeezed into the Honda City. It was then that the golden Nissan Skyline zoomed past us, and me and kevin were like 'whoa'. I want one of those.

Later on the way to Digital Mall with my dad was when i saw the second lambo. This time it was a black Miura, i think, one of Lamborghini's earliest models produced in the sixties.

Then, parked in front of the mall was another one of those japanese legends. This time the Skyline was white. Four amazing cars in a day.

The rest of the week wasnt all that great. Since i managed to escape the bashing on my actual birthday, they decided to give me a 'double dose' the next day. And i ended up getting triple instead. Twice before lunch, and once after school. I didnt mind the first two, but it was the last one that did it. Not just because it was the most severe that had ever happened in my class, lying on the floor and getting kicked by more than six people, but mostly because the idiots smashed my Zen's screen and broke my headphones in the process. They only agreed to pay the rm200 for the headphones and after 'negotiating' asked me to check the price of a new screen, fair enough, if Creative even does repairs at all. If not then i need to get a new unit, and i'm sorry, its not rm1000, its rm1050. In Digital Mall, where all the electronics are cheaper. Even then not all of them agreed to pay for the screen. Their reason? I should've known that i was gonna get beaten up and should've taken out all my stuff. Not that i asked, or even agreed to getting bashed. And anyway i was too freaked out and was busy finding a way to escape to even remember having stuff in my pockets. I cant believe the principle acknowledges their 'reasons' for not wanting to pay up.

As if all this wasnt enough, my sister complained yesterday that the PC couldnt be started. So i opened the damn thing up and while i was peering inside dropped the hard drive about 15cm from my hands and into the innards of the PC. Seeing that it wasnt a serious drop i didnt think much of it. After all it should still work right? Wrong. I then went about mucking around with the PC and found that the power switch had a loose connection. After disconnecting the switch from the wires and touching them together the PC started right up. So then i thought that everything was alright, but then at the black screen with the windows xp logo the little blue thing that moved from left to right suddenly froze. And it remained like that for about fifteen minutes. Then i tried starting it in safe mode, which didnt work. This means that my dad has to send it back to Techdos to get it fixed, and meanwhile we'll be stuck with this laptop, which isnt bad but can only connect through dial-up because streamyx isnt installed on it. Aargh.

At least we have the field trip to look forward to on wednesday. And the best thing is i'm much closer to getting my BTB bass...i now have about rm1k! Only rm700 to go...xD

2007-06-30T08:57:00.000-07:00

Shit i dropped my PC's hard drive......now it wont boot......NOOOOOOO!!!

2007-06-27T07:45:00.000-07:00

The AIDS workshop yesterday was as boring as hell. Informative, but boring. With exception to the brain storming sessions that seemed more sex education than AIDs to me. I swear i have never, ever seen mr yow so red in the face before...and i wonder how he knew that having sex on a regular basis helps improve blood circulation...xD Why did ms hoo say that you should always watch a bit of porn before getting started on a 'session'? How did she know? Hmm...

I've been reading a lot of gadget magazines for the past two years and most of them have some sorta top ten list for everything, especially Stuff mag: best PC, best laptop, best music player, best video player, best DVD player, best handphone, best home theatre system...everything, so here's my top ten list of gadgets(well at least half of them) that i want, but most likely cant afford...xD:

1) Ibanez BTB 400QM electric bass(rm1700)
2) Ibanez SA S36FM electric guitar(rm1750)
3) distortion pedal
4) bass amp
5) Line 6 75W Spider-III amp(rm1190)/ 60W Smarvo amp(rm895)
6) Samsung Z140(rm899)
7) Canon PowerShot A460(rm499)
8) Altec Lansing MX5021 (rm540)
9) Shure SE530 headphones(rm1k++)
10) Nissan Skyline GTR R-34(rm180k++) xD

Apple iPod Video vs Creative Zen: Vision M

2007-06-26T07:17:00.000-07:00

I dont know why so many ppl like the ipod so much, its not really that good if you really think about it. For me, the punchy sound that you cant get on any other player is the only thing that's great about it. Other than that it doesnt really make much sense, especially when compared with the Creative Zen: Vision M that i have. Think about it: if you're gonna put videos into an ipod, you need to convert everything into mp4 first, and conversion takes a looong time. To get videos into the Zen all you can just copy it straightaway as it supports all major formats: mpeg-1, mpeg-2, avi, wmv and mp4. The Zen can handle more music formats like mp3, wma and wav files while the ipod can only read mp3, AAC(Apple's proprietary format) and wav files. The Zen has a sharper, clearer and brighter screen compared to the ipod. Most important though is the sound quality of both players. The ipod has punchier sound but then the Zen has more clarity so in this aspect it boils down to personal preference. The Zen also has a custom equalizer where you can adjust all the frequency levels to your satisfaction but the ipod has mere presets.
As we can see here, the Creative is so much better, so why bother getting an ipod at all? Of course, looks is a completely different issue here, but then functions should always be placed before form. So ppl, the next time you wanna get a new music and video player, get a Creative: Zen Vision M and forget the ipod...xD

2007-06-24T07:27:00.000-07:00

As opposed to many ppl, my weekend wasnt really that busy, mainly because i didnt go for cheer. For some reason my parents wouldnt let me go, saying that it wasnt my kinda thing...wth!! Alia's party was great...lotsa ppl showed up...it started at 8 but Jon and i arrived there at around 9 because we got lost, partly due to Jon's not-so-good sense of direction. After eating there was a lot of dancing, the place was like a disco...xD There was techno music and all, though i didnt dance much as i wasnt much of a dancer. So after that i fetched Jon and Nabil back who were supposed to have been brought home by *ahem* Faris. So that was pretty much what i did over the weekend, apart from the dinner at Italianies at 1u on Sunday.

Ms Kalai found a pair of ipod headphones after PC ended on thursday and seeing that she didnt want them because of her fear of having ear infection she gave them to me. So now when i use them my Zen sounds like an ipod! All this while i thought the ipod's great, punchy sound came from within the player itself, but now i know its because of the headphones. Most ppl think that the headphones you use dont really make any difference, but they're wrong, it makes a HUGE difference especially in terms of bass and clarity. Most of the bundled stock earphones that come with music players arent really that good, with the exception of Sony's and ipod's, so you should always upgrade to a better pair of cans if possible. My dad got me this pair of Sony headphones i really wanted, the type with the silicon earbuds that you really insert deep into your ears, and the sound quality of this thing is great, there's plenty of bass, its really clear and well-balanced, but then it cost like 200 bucks! Of course, you get what you pay for though this is only mid-range, the high end ones, especially the ones from German makers like Sennheiser and Shure, which can go from rm400 to over 1k...xD

2007-06-16T07:38:00.000-07:00

So our class has been moved down to the second floor to make way for the IB students. Why move us? Why not just shift them down there and leave us alone? It's not that i'm complaining or anything, but then i've noticed that the IB students get a lot of privileges compared to us. Its not like they're paying more, because the amount we're paying is about the same. Like during assemblies they get to sit on chairs while we have to sit on the floor. Their classes have nice new Panasonic projectors that cost like 6k and they even get speakers! Why is it that the school gives them speakers and and we dont get any? We need them too! We also have presentations to do and movies to watch, and its not like they're expensive, their just cheap, sucky entry level speakers that cost around rm100. So why are we being moved to some old, dusty classroom that used to be mr yow's staffroom? Some ppl say its because poor old mr jonathan craw cant walk that far, but i think thats unlikely to be the case. I'm not blaming the IB students for this because its the school that makes all these decisions. I just think that they should give us equal treatment...at least get some speakers installed in our classes too! xD

On a lighter note, today a bunch of us went to Zoo Negara as volunteers to help do some cleaning up. Most of us were from the Nature Society but there also others who participated. We were divided into mostly groups of 5 when we got there, but my group had 7: Chien Wen, Nabil, Jon, Leon, Aleena, Melissa and myself. Nabil wanted tigers, so we got to clean up the tiger's enclosure! What we did was mostly sweeping up dead leaves and packing them in bags. Then someone showed us the lions, male and female, as well as two cubs. When told they were 7 months old we pictured cubs the size of cats but they turned out to be 5-feet giants! We also got to see a tiger which was really tame, compared to the lions that acted like as though they wanted to eat us...here are some pix:

2007-06-14T06:18:00.000-07:00

One thing i've noticed these days is that the food in the canteen runs out really fast during recess. Like yesterday. The prawn mee was gone. I've been looking forward to it since the start of the week and when break time finally came, it was gone. I was late for like only 10 minutes and already the prawn mee and nasi lemak have all been snapped up. All that was left were the tasteless stuff. If the canteen ppl know that the soup noodles and nasi lemak are the most popular dishes, why dont they just prepare enough for everyone? I think the food like kueh tiao and bihun are there for those who cant get the better ones on time...xD. Aargh...the dissatisfaction of eating tasteless food...

Mr Hafiz hasnt finished marking our bio papers yet...can you believe this guy? Tells us that he didnt want to do it during the holidays as he'll end up being really tired when school starts...what kinda lame excuse is that? He said on monday that he forgot to bring them...ooo...well its because he's only done with paper 1...nothing else to say about this...

Oh theres this video on youtube where a bunch of people collect donations for a brand new PS3, wait in line for like 12 hours during the launch, buy it and then smash it with a sledgehammer in front of everyone else in line...i think its really a waste but they say its some kinda social experiment...heres the link: smashmyps3

The dudes that did this also did the same thing to the Nintendo Wii at its launch: smashmywii

Enjoy! xD

2007-06-12T06:30:00.000-07:00

School's started after two weeks of holidays...funny thing is when i had finally gotten into the holiday mood there was only two days left...sucks huh? When i realised that there were a lot of things i wanted to do the holidays were over...how unfair is that? I spent a huge chunk of my time in shopping malls wandering around looking at electronics stores and magazine stands and if you observe carefully the Sony Style store at the Curve has only like 5 sales people and like close to 30 potential customers around, so almost all of them were left alone while said sales people sat at the counters looking at their fingernails...xD

While i was in ipoh my cousin lent her CSI DVDs to me so i spent most of my time watching them in my room. That kinda sums up what i did during the holidays, apart from the swimming lessons for which i had to wake up at 10 in the morning.

So its been pretty much waiting for my exam results to be revealed...got an A for everything so far except for physics, for which i got a B...honestly i think some of my answers are valid, only ms hoo just refuses to see my point! I only need 4 more marks to get an A...mr sera hasnt given us back our BM paper 2 marks yet even though he's had four weeks to mark them. Says that mr selvam is still checking them though i doubt that that's what's really happening. Mr Hafiz didnt come today as he was on leave and i really want to know my bio marks. Why does he always have to take leaves? Maybe as Chien Wen said, he got one eye only so must give handicap...xD

2007-06-10T07:17:00.000-07:00

Went to the OBS gathering today at KLCC. Not many people turned up, there were only seven of us: Baihaqi, Ee Ken, Zheng Yi, Hui Ling, Denise and her twin sister, Charmaine, and myself. No one's really changed, but of course it was only six months. So we had lunch at the food court, i had a Big Mac, and while we were eating Bai and the twins got tickets for Shrek 3. Then we walked around looking at clothes and shoes. Didnt buy anything though. A lot of ppl say that Shrek 3 was a disappoinment, but it personally i found it ok.

School's starting tomorrow.......

2007-06-05T07:39:00.000-07:00

A bunch of us ex-3 Galileo people went to 1U today to meet Shien-Yin who came down from Singapore. So there were seven of us: Aleena, Chien Wen, Jon, Nabil, Pui Yi, Shien-Yin and myself. We had lunch at Just Thai, where we ordered food ala carte style, and then when most of us were done i wasnt feeling satisfied somehow and just had to order another dish, which i couldnt finish. So i felt bad for wasting the food, but what to do, i was already full. Anyway this has only happened once or twice as i always finish off everything i order.

After lunch it was movie time! We had problems deciding what movie to watch, as usual. First it was 28 Weeks Later, but then we found out that wasnt released yet. I wanted to watch Next (the Nicholas Cage one), but then the next screening time was at 9pm!!! So we were left with Shrek 3 and POTC 3. Most of us had already watched Pirates 3 but were willing to watch it again, though i wanted something else. So we flipped my bass pick instead. Pirates 3 won. It wasnt as bad as i thought it would be, re-watching a 2.5++ hour movie, and Aleena was late as usual...xD. I think that's all we did, besides playing pool and foosball. Swimming and...urghh...yoga...again tomorrow...bummer.

2007-06-01T09:48:00.000-07:00

Will be going to ipoh for two days to visit my grandfather tomorrow...and as usual my mom say we'll be leaving at 8, and then we'll probably leave at around 12 as always...Anyways ipoh has always been known for its horfun so i cant wait to start eating once we arrive...xD

I was browsing through this Sony catalogue just a while ago and saw that a 5.2 home cinema system actually existed! Imagine having two subwoofers...all that bass is gonna shake the walls during movie time! Cool...gonna have to persuade my parents to get a set no matter what...xD...Oh, the glory of twin woofers...

2007-05-28T08:59:00.000-07:00

My parents are making me take swimming lessons 3 times a week during the holidays, even though they know how much i hate swimming. So its one hour of torture, 3 times a week over these two weeks. Then its once a week after the holidays. Why? I've already taken swimming lessons for 2 years, so i know how to swim. They say its for exercise. As if its not bad enough, their taking me to see some crummy yoga teacher tomorrow. A YOGA teacher? To straighten my back they say. This is gonna be a fun holiday. Whoohoo.

Happy 16th birthday Pui Yi.

2007-05-27T08:53:00.000-07:00

Saw a motorcyclist lying on the road on the way to Sunway Lagoon today. The guy's body was lifeless, i dont know if he was just unconscious or dead. There was no blood though, and his McDonald's delivery bike was lying between two cars which i guess crashed into him. It's kinda sad how these things can happen due to some inconsiderate person out there on the road.

The ex-3 Galileo outing was pretty much okay, except that one of has had to invite SOMEONE to come along. I'm not gonna say names, but i'm sure you know who that SOMEONE is. Ok, fair enough, i dont blame you for inviting him, you were just being nice, but then why HIM? He starts getting richard as his partner for some of the rides, leaving me partnerless. I dont mind being alone in a ride, but if it is because of that, then nooo way. Then he starts sucking up to the only person who was being nice to him, and when it came time to leave gets richard to follow him home. Come on man, are you really that DESPERATE? Fine, maybe i'm being a little harsh on him, sorry about that, but then he has to go and bring something up that has long been forgotten by most of us. When i start talking about the band competitions with Jon, particularly about band leaders, he starts saying something about him being the band leader and that we could've gotten in had it not been for some band members. I'm not complaining, but as a leader you should be the one organising everything and getting everything done, so i wonder why i was the one doing all that. Anyway, band prelims have long been over, are you still gonna keep ranting about how it was because of me that we didn't bag a position in the finals? Ok, i admit that was an error on my part, my out-of-tune-guitar that is, but i cant believe you actually thought we could GET IN. As trixie said, it was group effort. Its the participation and effort that counts. So please, get some rest and stop thinking about it, it's over. I'm gonna stop ranting about this now as i just wanna forget everything unpleasant, plus, ranting isnt a part of me.

As for the outing itself, i pretty much enjoyed it, though the prices have gone WAY UP, and you still have to pay for some of the rides, which is a rip-off considering the RM45 entrance fee, so it is NOT a good place to go for a holiday or an outing. Never again.

It was too bad that Nabil, Weng Yee and Jun Lin couldnt make it though, coz it woulda been more fun if they could. Nabil especially. That guy brings the life into a lot of our outings, sadly he was in Malacca at the time. Oh well.

2007-05-26T09:05:00.000-07:00

Went to watch Pirates of the Carribean 3 today. Great show. Most people say that it has a sad ending, so throughout the show i kept thinking: captain jack's gonna die, captain jack's gonna die...but no he doesnt, and nothing really sad happens, so i dont know why they say it has a sad ending. To me the show ends just like that, there is no sad or happy ending, it just ends. And i think there might be a sequel although all the reviews say otherwise. It's always like that.

Anyway in the cinema there was this family of annoying Indian people, and they were seated right behind us. There were these 3 indian kids, and before the show had even started those brothers started fighting on who gets to sit where. And when they finally managed to sort things out, they started eating a hot dog. A hot dog. I mean, how can you bring a HOT DOG and start EATING it in the cinema? The thing really stank, so throughout the first half hour we had to endure the stench of those things. The father wasn't any better, finishing one off himself. As though that wasn't bad enough, the kids started laughing. LOUD. And somewhere in the middle of the show, one started crying. And remember, they were seated right BEHIND us. Throughout the show some of them were KICKING our seats. Father included. Come on, you're the daddy, how can you actually do these kinda things? In front of your KIDS. If you can't even train your kids to behave outside, buy a DVD and watch it inside the house. Better yet, if you can't handle kids, next time use a CONDOM. Saves everything.

Ok mom's calling, gtg.

2007-05-25T07:53:00.000-07:00

Mid-years officially over today...doesn't make much of a difference though, considering the fact that all major papers were long over.

My new maid just arrived today. Finally! After 6 months of doing the dishes, washing my socks and hanging out the clothes i finally have someone else to do it for me! Yes i know i sound like a spoiled brat, but most people have their maids doing these kinda things for them...xD

Tagged by trixie

1) Name one person who made you smile last night.
I can't remember smiling last night.
2) What were you doing at 8:00 this morning?
Sitting for the ICT exam.

3) What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
Playing guitar.

4) What was something that happened to you in 2006?
Be more specific.

5) What is the last thing you said aloud?
Can't remember.

6) How many different things did you drink today?
Water, mango ice blended, coke, mango cordial and isomax. That's a lot of junk.

7) What color is your hairbrush?
Don't have one.

8) What was the last thing you paid for?
Two cans of isomax.

9) Where were you last night?
Home.

10) What color is your front door?
It's a grill and its beige.

11) Where do you keep your change?
Wallet.

12) What is the weather like today?
Sunny, i think. That's before it rained with the sun still shining in the afternoon.

13) What is the best ice cream flavour?
Vanilla lemon. If such a flavour exists. xD

14) What is something you are excited about?
Pirates of the Caribbean 3

15) Do you want to cut your hair?
No. But my mom wants me to.

16) Are you over the age of 25?
Nope.

17) Do you talk a lot?
You should know.

18) Do you watch The O.C.?
What's that?

19) Do you know anyone named Francis?
My sis' ex-tuition teacher.

20) Do you make up your own words?
Don't think so.

21) Are you typically a jealous person?
Nope.

22) Name a friend whose name starts with the letter “A”
Aleena.

23) Name a friend whose name starts with the letter “K”
Kok Wai.

24) Who’s the 1st person on your received calls list?
My mom.

25) What did the last text message you received say?
Some Hotlink promo message. Too long to type it here.

26) Do you chew on your straws?
Not unless the thing's been empty for a long time.

27) Do you have curly hair?
Hell no.

28) Where is the next place you’re going?
Accounts class.

29) Who is the rudest person in your life?
Not gonna say who. But i think you know him very well...xD

30) What is the last thing you ate?
Dinner.

31) Is marriage in your future?
I don't know. I think.

32) What is the best movie you’ve seen in the past two weeks?
Rewatched 'I not stupid too' and 'Initial D'. Can't decide which one's better. Hehe.

33) Is there anyone you like right now?
Like i'm gonna tell you.

34) When was the last time you did the dishes?
Wednesday.

35) Are you currently depressed?
Depression comes from prolonged internet usage.

36) Did you cry today?
Nope.

37) Why did you answer and post this?
I read trixie's page.

Everyone else has already been tagged.

2007-05-23T09:04:00.000-07:00

Ahhh...the first post...decided to start this...for no particular reason. Just felt like it i guess. So mid-year was over yesterday. Ok fine, technically we still have ICT and EST paper 2 on friday, but what the hell, no more studying. Wheee. I think i didnt do too badly, the papers were much easier than expected. Now i'm free to do practically whatever i want, only i cant find anything to do. I need a hobby.

I'm kinda in a small 'crisis' now though. Cant decide whether to get a new guitar, a bass or an amp first. My current Ibanez has a fret board so uneven that you can hear the strings buzzing and 'rattling' all the time. Jon told me to raise the action, while the guy at the Guitar Store says they can even the fret board out for me. I think its best to just get a newer, better guitar, though i'm kinda starting to like playing bass. The amp can wait, so which is it? Guitar or bass? Decisions...decisions...oh well...i guess i can check it out during the holidays. My budget: somewhere between 1-1.7k.

Oh well. Thats all for today. Ciao.

sex, drugs, rock n roll

boom explodey pow

Gods of Naughtiness

Emission omission

Boom

Magic Toothpaste

Pixie Poop

Oh sweet fish balls

Hong Bong Smong Dong Kong

It's a bit like sex, really

Four guys, one bedroom

I'm on the bloody throne, what the hell do you want?!

God's an alcoholic

Sand, surf and sun

To F*** or not to F***

Transporter 4: The Porno

Post exam antics

Boo.

Toilet cleaner green

Machalacamacocoa.

Let the chicken speak for itself

I am a siner, come cosine with me

Bubbly monitors

Another update

Update

The end of the ordeal

Kapranos

Toilet wonders

Boo

Empty spaces and exposed thighs

Chronic brain failure

Bad to the bone

Self-induced starvation

Temporary freedom

And yet another update

It's cool to hate

And we have an update

Tagged by Zheng Yi

Relief? I don't think so.

F***********!!!!!

Trigonometric nonsense

Bloody peanuts

Law of catalysts

Indecision

Darrel tags

Stop playing with my kidneys

Schnitz

Put 'em in Overdrive

I Predict A Riot

Bass Nuts Only

You Could Have It So Much Better

Tagged by Daniel

Happy Chinese New Year

Moo

Update

Say 'No' to Unprotected Sex....xD

Freedom!

Bass of Glory

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Shum!

Apple iPod Video vs Creative Zen: Vision M

To F* or not to F*