Sunday, December 30, 2007


I'm a sucky blogger. I forgot to blog during special occasions T_T (Christmas Eve, Christmas, Boxing Day).

Anyway, hope you had a splendid Christmas. I know I did. I spent it in a friggin Cyber Cafe with 3 other guys. Such a ghey occasion. And to top it up, we got our asses pawned by AI + in DotA. Talk about sadness.

Anyway, 2008 is coming! Have a pleasant new year guys!

By the way, I won a Christmas event in Granado Espada! Seriously guys. Go play the game! It's now free to play and what more, the graphics are superb and the girls are hawt!

Here is my winning entry. It's a naughty or nice contest, where you have to creatively post up 3 wishes in the forums and stand a chance to be selected by Santa!

And for those who are just too lazy to click, here is part of my entry- a little comic strip. Click to enlarge. Anyhow, I also sang a song in my entry =.=.

Way to go 2007. Hello 2008!

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Missed a toe?

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight Nine! I have nine toes! Oops I have ten toes!...I missed a toe.. nevermind. Futile effort in being lame..

Ahh. Mistletoes. We've heard so much about them. These little parasitic plants are often associated with Christmas and we're a few days away! And of course the all famous Harry Potter and Cho Chang kiss under the mistletoe! So what's with kissing under the mistletoe?

I found a good explanation based on the Norse mythology! The God Odin and Goddess Frigg have 2 sons, Baldr and Höðr (pronounced Hod, I think) and Höðr was blind. Frigg loved Bladr alot. She took steps to ensure that nothing would ever harm him by way of earth, fire, water, or air.

However, the mistletoe was not under any of this category. Loki, a mischief maker/evil spirit, found out about this single weakness, and made a missile out of mistletoe (Lol geddit geddit? Missile out of Mistletoe! Should be called mistle! -_- nvm). He then passed the missile to Höðr and guided Höðr to shoot Baldr since he was blind.

Ever since then, Frigg stated the mistletoe would never harm anyone again and made it a symbol of love and made the promise to bestow a kiss upon everyone who passed beneath it!

Cool huh? So bring a mistletoe around when you go clubbing or something. Then you can use it as an excuse to kiss a hot chick!

P/S: Check for Adam's apple on the "hot" chick.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Left or Right?

Just back from a short vacation! Will blog about that tomorrow or something. Anyway, I was browsing my GE forums when I came across this.

Look at the picture.
Is it moving clockwise or anti-clockwise?

Left-brain dominated people tend to be more logical and analytical in their thinking and usually excel at mathematics and word skills. Left-brain are verbal and have little trouble expressing themselves in words.

If you see CLOCKWISE
Right brain is associated with artistic ability like singing, painting, writing poetry. Right brain dominated people rely more on their intuition Right brain know how they feel but have trouble expressing it in words.

After reading the many responses on the forum, I found out that there are also some who can see both clockwise and anti-clockwise, depending on whether they focus or not.

For me, its CLOCKWISE! Thus my pathetic Specialist Mathematics marks.

Which direction do you see it going?

Monday, December 10, 2007

Don't you just love moms

Heck. Everything a mother would say in 24 hours compressed into 2 minutes and 55 seconds!

Thursday, December 06, 2007

Of men, women, and Santa Claus.

Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding.

Their life together was, of course, perfect.

One snowy, stormy Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car along a winding road, when they noticed someone at the side of the road in distress. Being the perfect couple, they stopped to help.

There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys. Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle. Soon they were driving along delivering the toys.

Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect couple; and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them survived the accident.

Question: Who was the survivor? (Scroll down for the answer.)

Answer: The perfect woman survived. She's the only one who really existed in the first place. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and there is no such thing as a perfect man.

**** Women stop reading here, that is the end of the joke. Men keep scrolling.

So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the woman must have been driving. This explains why there was a car accident.

Men keep scrolling....

By the way, if you're a woman and you're still reading, this illustrates another point: Women never listen.

Now playing: Fergie - Clumsy
via FoxyTunes

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Achmed The Dead Terrorist

Jeff Dunham is a very famous ventriloquist and a puppeteer. Go watch more of his videos on YouTube!

Thursday, November 29, 2007

A Pink Joke.

Dave is driving down a rural highway late at night. He's been driving for a long, LONG time, and he's starting to get REALLY tired, but he is SO far out in the country that there are no hotels or inns ANYWHERE. So finally he decides that he is tired enough to just pull over at the next house and ask to spend the night. He pulls up at a pink house with pink trim, pink shutters, pink windows, and a pink door. He gets out of his car, walks up the pink sidewalk, up the pink driveway, climbs the pink steps, and rings the pink doorbell. A pink lady comes to answer the pink door. Dave explains to her, "Ma'am, I know it's late, but I'm really tired, and if I could just spend the night, I'd really appreciate it." The pink lady says, "Sure, no problem! Come on inside! Go up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and behind the first pink door on your right you'll find a pink bedroom. Inside the pink closet are some pink sheets, pink blankets, and pink pillowcases that you can put on the pink bed and the pink pillows. Sleep well!" So Dave steps inside the pink door, walks up the pink steps, down the pink hallway, and opens the first pink door on the right. He walks into the pink bedroom, goes to the pink closet, and takes out the pink blanket, the pink sheets, and the pink pillowcases. He puts the pink sheets and pink blanket on the bed, and the pink pillowcases on the pink pillows. He climbs under the pink covers, turns out the pink light, and falls immediately asleep.

Time passes. A second man, Bob, is driving down the same highway. He, too, has been driving for quite some time and desperately needs sleep. But there are no hotels or inns anywhere to be found, so Bob decides to pull over at the next house that comes up. He parks in front of the pink house with pink trim, pink shutters, pink windows, and a pink door. He gets out of his car, walks up the pink sidewalk, up the pink driveway, climbs the pink steps, and rings the pink doorbell. The pink lady comes to answer the pink door. Bob explains to her, "Ma'am, I'm really sorry for ringing your doorbell so late at night, but I've been driving for hours and hours, and all I need is to please spend the night?" The pink lady says, "Sure! Come on in! Go up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and behind the second pink door on your right you'll find a pink bedroom. In the pink closet are some pink sheets, pink blankets, and pink pillowcases that you can put on the pink bed and the pink pillows. Sleep well!" So Bob steps inside the pink door, walks up the pink steps, down the pink hallway, and opens the second pink door on the right. He walks into the pink bedroom, goes to the pink closet, and takes out the pink blanket, the pink sheets, and the pink pillowcases. He puts the pink sheets and pink blanket on the bed, and the pink pillowcases on the pink pillows. He climbs under the pink covers, turns out the pink light, and falls immediately asleep.

Time passes. A third man, Fred, is driving down the same highway. Like Dave and Bob, Fred has been driving for a long time, only Fred has been driving longer that either Dave or Bob. He can barely keep his eyes open. Because there are no hotels or inns, Fred decides to pull over at the next house. He parks in front of the pink house with pink trim, pink shutters, pink windows, and a pink door. He gets out of his car, walks up the pink sidewalk, up the pink driveway, climbs the pink steps, and rings the pink doorbell. The pink lady comes to answer the pink door. Fred, so tired he can barely speak, manages to stammer out, "Ma'am, I hate to bother you so late at night, but I really need some sleep. Could I stay at your house?" The pink lady says, "Sure! Come on inside! Go up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and behind the third pink door on your right you'll find a pink bedroom. In the pink closet are some pink sheets, pink blankets, and pink pillowcases that you can put on the pink bed and the pink pillows. Sleep well!" So Fred staggers through the pink door, walks up the pink stairs, down the pink hallway, and into the third pink door on the right. He walks into the pink bedroom, goes to the pink closet, and takes out the pink blanket, the pink sheets, and the pink pillowcases. He puts the pink sheets and pink blanket on the bed, and the pink pillowcases on the pink pillows. He climbs under the pink covers, turns out the pink light, and falls immediately asleep.

TIME PASSES. The sun rises. Dave wakes up. He climbs out of the pink bed, strips the pink blankets and pink sheets off the pink bed, and takes the pink pillowcases off the pink pillows. He puts the pink blankets, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases into the pink closet, and leaves the pink bedroom. He walks down the pink hallway, down the pink stairs, takes a left, and walks into a pink kitchen with pink cabinets, a pink floor, pink shelves, pink fixtures, and the pink lady, going through the motions of making breakfast. The pink lady says, "Good morning! What would you like for breakfast? We have Corn Flakes or Koko Crunch." Dave says, "Koko Crunch, please." The pink lady goes to the pink cupboard and takes out a pink bowl. She goes to the pink silverware drawer and takes out a pink spoon. She pours some Koko Crunch out of a pink box into the pink bowl, goes to the refrigerator and takes out a pink milk carton, pours the milk into the pink bowl and sets the pink bowl and pink spoon in front of Dave. Dave sits down on the pink chair at the pink table and eats his Koko Crunch. He finishes, thanks the pink lady, goes out of the pink kitchen, out the pink door, down the pink steps, down the pink driveway, down the pink sidewalk, gets into his car and drives away.

A little while later, Bob wakes up. He climbs out of the pink bed, strips the pink blankets and pink sheets off the pink bed, and takes the pink pillowcases off the pink pillows. He puts the pink blankets, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases into the pink closet, and leaves the pink bedroom. He walks down the pink hallway, down the pink stairs, takes a left, and walks into a pink kitchen with pink cabinets, a pink floor, pink shelves, pink fixtures, and the pink lady, going through the motions of making breakfast. The pink lady says, "Good morning! What would you like for breakfast? We have Corn Flakes or Koko Crunch." Bob says, "Koko Crunch, please." The pink lady goes to the pink cupboard and takes out a pink bowl. She goes to the pink silverware drawer and takes out a pink spoon. She pours some Koko Crunch out of a pink box into the pink bowl, goes to the refrigerator and takes out a pink milk carton, pours the milk into the pink bowl and sets the pink bowl and pink spoon in front of Bob. Bob sits down on the pink chair at the pink table and eats his Koko Crunch. He finishes, thanks the pink lady, goes out of the pink kitchen, out the pink door, down the pink steps, down the pink driveway, down the pink sidewalk, gets into his car and drives away.

Finally, Fred wakes up after a long sleep. He climbs out of the pink bed, strips the pink blankets and pink sheets off the pink bed, and takes the pink pillowcases off the pink pillows. He puts the pink blankets, pink sheets, and pink pillowcases into the pink closet, and leaves the pink bedroom. He walks down the pink hallway, down the pink stairs, takes a left, and walks into a pink kitchen with pink cabinets, a pink floor, pink shelves, pink fixtures, and the pink lady, going through the motions of making breakfast. The pink lady says, "Good morning! What would you like for breakfast? We have Corn Flakes or Koko Crunch." Fred says, "Corn Flakes, please." The pink lady goes to the pink cupboard and takes out a pink bowl. She goes to the pink silverware drawer and takes out a pink spoon. She pours some Rice Krispies out of a pink box into the pink bowl, goes to the refrigerator and takes out a pink milk carton, pours the milk into the pink bowl and sets the pink bowl and pink spoon in front of Fred. Fred sits down on the pink chair at the pink table and eats his Corn Flakes. He finishes, thanks the pink lady, goes out of the pink kitchen, out the pink door, down the pink steps, down the pink driveway, down the pink sidewalk, gets into his car and drives away. The moral of the story is: Two out of three people prefer Koko Crunch to Corn Flakes.

Muhuhu. Koko Crunch For The Win!

Now playing: Pink - You And Your Hand
via FoxyTunes

Monday, November 26, 2007

Decision Decision Decision

Right. I have yet to decide which university I am going. I like the RMIT course but Melb Uni is apparently "more prestigious". And you know, parents nowadays they want their children to be the BEST! Go to the best school, be the best student, meet a few best friends, and get bashed (rhymes with best, no?) up in life.

Saturday, November 24, 2007


I finally found out the secret to be successful in blogging! I was bumming around Uncle Ro's and NikQuah's and even Koala's blog when it suddenly hit me, an epiphany! My eyes saw hope, my spirits up high, my spear natured endowed me with soaring! Oops.

You see. The secret is to KISS. Keep It Simple Stupid. I took all 3 blogs and made a comparison between them, finding out what attract the readers to their own specific blog. I compiled it all.

Presenting, the uber list of "How To Attract Readers To Your Blog!":

1) Good English, preferably without !@#$%^ and random capitalisation

Okay, this is obviously the most important prerequisite if you want your blog to be anticipated by readers. Good English will give a good impression to any first-comers to your blog, further attracting them to read.

Example 1
Wa. TodAe hOr i iSh beRi haPpIi WoRx. My BaObEi sHe So yUk Ma <3 <3 <3~~ We mUaX mUAx In De CineMa LeHx! NoW i So hiGh i BcUm SoHai LiaOz~~!! ThEn Hor, GoT TiS UNclE dAM HiAo NeXt 2 My BaObEi leHz! He keEp kap My baoBei dE BooBies! Tamade! He no Die b4 aH? CCB La HiM! kNn I wAn DiaU HiM LiAoZx... SiBeh aNnOy Me....

Example 2
The stars were never brighter! It was a night to remember. I felt as if I was soaring in the skies! We were in the cinema, watching a romance movie. The and I can feel the chemistry between us. We made out. Our lips met, our tongues tangled themselves around each other. Shortly after, we were already breathless, wanting for more. Until I found this middle aged pervert next to her staring deep into her valleys of happiness. I was already imagining his bruised face.......

See the difference? I'll choose Example 2 any day, man! I would probably read Example 1's blog for a day, then forget it, like how I forget Specialist Maths formulae.

2) Either blog about something funny, something political, something interesting you can present with loads of visual aid, the latest hype, or don't blog at all.

Enough said. All summarised in 1 sentence. Remember, we don't really care about when you bathed your dog or how much gold you farmed within the 1st 10 levels of a DotA match (Oh by the way my personal best is 2 Wraith Bands, 1 Boot and an Eaglehorn and 4 Ancient Tangos within 10 levels.). Also, be sarcastic and play around with words. Blogging about stuff in the news and giving your comments and thoughts about it is also great.

3) Point form, or number form, like what I'm currently doing.

This is for viewing ease. For every new point or number, we give the reader an impression that it is the start of a totally different topic. Helps readers loads.

4) Keep blog updated.

Update at least once a week. If you go missing in action for too long, your readers will slowly diverge away. Also, quality over quantity. I just realised all my "Updating just for the sake of updating" blog posts never made it. Haha. 1 good post a week is better than 7 good-for-nothing posts a week.

5) If possible, try changing your blog layout once in a while.

We all like to see things changing, not static. Kenny Sia is a good example in this. Although very minor changes, they are noticeable and give readers the impression that we are working on the blog. Kenny changes his layout a few times throughout the year. There will be a different layout for each special festival in Malaysia (Chinese New Year, Christmas, Halloween etc).

6) A good introduction, body and conclusion.

Every blog post is like an essay. We have to show our efforts in every aspect of it. We must have a strong build up to what we intend to blog about, give a rocketing climax, and then end your post with a subtle end or a good/funny one-liner.

7) If you are a pretty/hot girl, forget all those on top, just keep posting up to date pictures of you in the dressing room or whatever!

Best served with provocative clothes (Suggestion: birthday suit) that will make guys go "Agaga" over it. Some might right click and save the picture though (Hi Shen Jin!), beware!

Anymore you can point out? Tell me. Leave a comment. Please?

Now playing: Andy Hui & Evonne Xu - Lian Ai Ping Lu
via FoxyTunes

Monday, November 19, 2007


I knew I was good. But not this good.

Your Birthdate: August 1

You are a natural born leader, even if those leadership talents haven't been developed yet.
You have the power and self confidence to succeed in life, and your power grows daily.
Besides power, you also have a great deal of creativity that enables you to innovate instead of fail.
You are a visionary, seeing the big picture instead of all of the trivial little details.

Your strength: Your supreme genius

Your weakness: Your inappropriate sensitivity

Your power color: Gold

Your power symbol: Star

Your power month: January
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?


And my power colour is gold. Hmm. Gold = money. Money = power. Gold = power. Yep yep yep.

Just bored. Till next time, then.

Now playing: Mika - Happy Ending
via FoxyTunes

Friday, November 16, 2007

Whore. Hore. Hor. Ho

Christmas is coming in less than 2 months! Remember when you were young you were told stupid stories about Santa (Okay maybe not so much in Malaysia, here we were told stories about Hang Tuah) till a point where you really believed that a fat dude with a pointy red hat dressed in a red suit and oh not to forget the long, white beard, will actually come down through the chimney and drop you loads of presents when you're asleep on Christmas eve.

Then we realised we had no chimney. But our hopes were still up hoping he can somehow squeeze through the ventilator. And we were so amused he always brought us the right presents. And we were also overjoyed when we found out that the cookie and milk has been eaten, thinking that he liked them.

Then as you grow older you peep into your father's closet and you find a Santa Claus costume. But you still had your hopes up thinking maybe your father wanted to dress up during Halloween as the round red thing.

Then you start wondering why your father would suddenly care about you so much especially during the festive season, asking, "Son, what do you want the most", and you replied with a tone of excitement "A TOY TRAIN! Why you gonna buy one for me dad?", while he replies almost within the split second, usually sternly, "No." This is the point where you start to beg and beg and beg but to no avail.

Then on Christmas day you find yourself a toy train!

Then you grow older. You learn to stay up late. You go downstairs during Christmas hoping to meet Santa. Then you met Santa! Santa was eating your cookie. Santa seems skinnier. Santa was shocked to see you awake. Then you said to Santa "ZOMG WOULDN'T UR'E REINDEERS DIE IF U STAY NEAR THE EQUATOR FOR TOO LONG?". Santa was speechless. Santa seems afraid when you approached him. Santa looked familiar. You pulled Santa's beard. SANTA WAS YOUR FATHER. Then you will be the next idiot to tell this same story.

Anyhow, when you think of Santa the common words that comes to your mind are:
Ho Ho Ho

Speaking of Ho Ho Ho...

Officials in Sydney are warning the upcoming "Santa's" not to use the word as it may be offensive to women. wHOre wHOre wHOre! -_-" What. The. Fack? They where advised to use Ha Ha Ha. Now everyone is Santa. Haha! Yo. Santa here.

Read more here

Now playing: Ragnarok Online - Christmas in the 13th Month
via FoxyTunes

Wednesday, November 14, 2007


The cycle is repeating. As much as I dislike it, this good for nothing blog is dying. A slow and painful death indeed. I dunno what to blog about sometimes, and I wonder if blogging something that uses up more than 1% of my brainpower is worth it, considering the pathetic amount of readers I have here. I personally don't read the newspaper often and therefore resulting in this nothingness to blog about most of the time. And heck, how does someone who blog about how humble and great he is fetch a thousand views in weeks? *ahemRoWernahem*

Farkit I think it's time for me to blog about how awesome I really am.

A - "A" Student
W - Wonderful
E - Excellent
S - Stupid? Not.
O - OMGWTFBBQ someone like me exists in this world?
M - Mind of a genius
E - Er, excellent

Yay I'm so awesome. AWESOME! Dances around showing my awesome grooves. Yeah.

And exams ending on the 16th. My life. I can see it coming to me.

Thursday, November 01, 2007


Exams next week. I can't think of anything to write as my life is so unhappening. I have no life and I stay at home playing MMORPGs, DotA and whatnot. And study. Sad rite? 16th! 16th! Will get my life back on the 16th! Wait for me. Cause I don't know what else you can do~ Geddit? Geddit? Go listen to songs if you don't T_T. Till next time.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Telefon Bimbit Aku.

Aku mempunyai sebiji telefon bimbit. Aku amat suka telefon bimbit aku. Aku mendapat telefon bimbit sejak saya berusia dua belas tahun. Pada masa itu, telefon bimbit aku sangat "hip". Nokia 7210 namanya. Warnanya keemas-emasan "Champagne Gold" dan game yang paling best ialah "Snake". Itu snake sangat dingin punya. Saya pro, tidak guna 2 4 6 8 untuk main tapi guna 1 dan 9 ataupun 3 dan 7. Itu snake aku main sampai score 1400 lebih. Best sekali. Kawan-kawan semua pun cemburu pada aku.

Tetapi telefon bimbit itu jadi kuno sangat cepat. Dia mampus seperti dinosaur. Itu telefon bimbit dengan skrin warna warni mula dibuat. Jadi aku pun merajuk kerana mahu main snake yang berwarna. Akhirnya aku berjaya dapat telefon Nokia 3200 setelah bermanja manja dengan ayahku. Tapi malang tidak berbau. Itu telefon tak ada SNAKE! Aku berasa hampa. Itu dunia seperti sudah akhir. Tapi tiba tiba saya ternampak game "Bounce". Mataku bersinar sinar. Aku tekan "Open". Itu loading sangat lama. Tapi aku sabar. Aku tunggu game buka.

Game buka. Saya nampak sebiji bola merah. "Apasal ni?" aku terfikir. Aku mulai tekan butang butang. Game itu semakin menarik perhatian aku. Aku ketagihan. Hari hari aku main bounce. Aku semakin lama, semakin pro. Itu bola merah bergerak begitu pantas seperti ingin keluar dari skrin. Aku best sekali.

Tapi itu pun ketinggalan zaman. Aku bagi emak guna. Aku tidak puas. Aku inginkan lebih. Aku ingin Bounce dalam 3D. Hah! Best kan? Jadi aku nampak poster N70. Tercool sekali. Ia ada 2 megapixel kamera. Boleh ambil photo upskirt! Jadi aku mengambil keputusan untuk beli. Mana tahu, telefon ini menghampakan saya lagi. Tak ada bounce dalam 3d. Tapi ada snake 3d. Tak kisah lah.

Begitulah kisah telefon bimbit aku. Sekian terima kasih.

OK wtf did I just write? Nevermind. Anyhow, here's something that happened today. It was a normal Tuesday, I was doing my normal thing, but (you guessed it) something abnormal happened! At 7++ pm. I received a call on my telefon bimbit. Unknown number. I was half expecting a chinese ah lian telling me I've won a lottery of RM 1,000,000 and all I have to do is deposit RM3,000 into some unknown bank account and I'm good to go. I was half right.

A Chinese woman goes, "Wei Pin! Chi liao mei you?" (Have you eaten?)
Me: Err, chi bao liao (yes I've eaten)......*who on earth? why they know my name?*
Chinese woman: Wo shi Miss Tok ah!! Wo yiao chiek fen la! (I'm Miss Tok. I'm gonna marry soon!)

And so on. Turns out Miss Tok, my form 3 maths teacher is gonna marry and she plans to invite some from out batch! Woot. Currently, still planning whether or not to go. 75% sure though. So. Bye.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Granado Espada.

Ooh. My finals in 2 weeks. Wheeee. I'm so uber mega prepared to sit for them. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Anyway I thought I should at least update to keep this dead blog going. Here's what I've been doing online for the past few months.

Playing Granado Espada!

This game is made by Hakkyu Kim, the one who made Ragnarok Online. Certainly it did not disappoint me. The thing is, this game is truly different from other MMOs. Allow me to introduce you to the world of Granado Espada!

The story is set in the old world of Orpesia, in the country of Oporuto. The people of Oporuto were facing economical problems. Food is scarce, people dying of starvation. Previously, Oporuto and highly resourced country of Katai were having trades, but this has been cut of by the enemies of Oporuto, namely Targa, Illier and Vespanola from the East, while the Dark Sea blocks everything off on the West.

Brave adventurer Ferrucio Espada decided to travel across the Dark Sea, in hope of finding another route to Katai, but instead, he found a new world (means he's the Christopher Columbus here). Oporuto named the new world Granado Espada (Lol if the same happens to US today it will be called Granado Columbus) and spent all its last remaining resources to develop the new world. Oporuto went into bankruptcy, and everything they ever owned were taken over by Vespanolans, who relieved the country's debts, and in the process annexed all of Oporuto's holdings in Orpesia and Granado Espada.

After that, Vespanola were attacked by their enemy Brestia, which started the Three Year War. The deciding battle was the Balearas Naval Battle, where somehow, Vespanola's small fleet miraculously defeated the mighty Brestian fleet.

The war forced Vespanola to ignore its interests in Granado Espada, and also created a new class of social elites the Wartime Nobles. Due to the inability of the Wartime Nobles to adapt to peace and control problems in Granado Espada, the Queen of Vespanola has issued a "Reconquista Policy" urging Vespanolan families to migrate over to Granado Espada to retake the land for the Queen and Country.

Your adventure begins with your family looking for power, fortune and glory under the Reconquista.

More next time. Meanwhile. A few screenshots for eye pleasure. These screenies were taken by me.



Martial Arts Team

Now playing: Kim Junsung - Granado Espada
via FoxyTunes

Monday, October 15, 2007

Just for the sake of..


Recently dunno what to talk about. Life's repeating itself (at least for me). Oh yea.. I still have my collection.. Ahh but I'm so lazy to take the camera out and snap. Will update more next time. Shit. The blog's becoming like last time. Its a surge graph. Suddenly and outbreak of posts. Then die down. Noooo. But it's not like I have anything to blog you know. I don't go snapping pictures in dressing rooms and post it all up and call it a post. Gargh bimbo blogs. Ahaha.

Now playing: SoundTeMP - Forget-me-not
via FoxyTunes

Sunday, October 07, 2007


Kai Zen sent me a link. It was da bomb man. Its a spoof on Rockstar by Nickelback! Superb. Marvelous. Watch it. - Watch more free videos

Now playing: Nickelback - Rockstar
via FoxyTunes

Monday, October 01, 2007


I was lost in thought after watching a certain video. It was unfamiliar territory.

Have you ever wondered how would things be if they were to happen backwards? Or how would things be if you solely perform and do actions like you do in this "forward" moment while others move backwards? Do some of us think that way?

I have an example. Was in college today and we were joking about something. Chinky didn't quite get it. It struck him only after a long moment and Jonah was saying "Chinky you slow la, you're like a big lorry taking damn long to gear up." Chinky, as usual, made a comeback with "I'm a fast car traveling in the wrong direction." Then I started thinking. That IS something like backwards motion, no?

There are many things that will look weird if done in a backwards motion. Except for maybe yawning. And making love.

Yawn = mouth closed, mouth opened, mouse closed.
Making love = Thrust, pull back, thrust, pull back.

Will be the same anyway =). Anyway, enjoy the video below.

Now playing: Gensoumaden Saiyuki - For real (piano - version)
via FoxyTunes

Friday, September 28, 2007

TAG! You're IT! HEHEHEHEHEHeeheheheheee. Heehee. hee.. he.. wadafark?

Why suddenly I'm tagged one? And do guys actually do tags? Don't we have better things to blog about, like how much we wanna bone that girl or how we pwned j00 in DotA? Anyhow I'm tagged by JellyJiali. Wooo ~ T_T

1. Put Your itunes, windows media player etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name

If someone says "is this okay?" you say,
Miracle - Cascada (Hell yeah its better than okay its a friggin miracle!)

How would you describe yourself?
Nine Tail Demon Fox - Toshiro Masuda (im.. a.. nine tail demon fox.. shit this song really can describe ppl one... dam cheat...ZOMG IM NARUTO! KAGEBUNSHIN NO JUTSU!! Yes. I watch Naruto. Visit

What do you like in a guy/girl?
The Real Thing - Bo Bice (WTF these songs actually relate to the question. WTF WTF SHUFFLED? Oh yea so I like the real thing. No, no silicon. Also, real women, not blowups.)

How do you feel today?
Jiu Shi Wo - JJ Lin Jun Jie (Feel just like me lor. Jiu Shi Wor = That's me.)

What is your life's purpose?
Kelis - Lil' Star ft Cee-Lo (Shit... to end up driving a Kelis-a?)

What is your motto?
Sakura Kiss - Ouran Highschool Host Club (<3 <3 muaks)

What do your friends think of you?
You and Your Hand - Pink (ZOMG! They think me and my hand has an intimate relationship!)

What do you think of your parents?
Alone - Mary J Blige ft Dave Young (Shit.. they're left alone? Quite true I always abandon them to go out party T_T I'm so sorry)

What do you think about very often?
Do You Like That - Santana (Oh right baby I think of doing you like that. WTF? These songs are true...)

What is 2 + 2?
Pou Que Tu Maimes Encore - Il Divo (Exactly. I told you 2 + 2 was always pou que tu maimes but you didn't believe!)

What do you think of your best friend?
You and I Both - Jason Mraz (Best friends both do things together hor? Hor? Or best female friend also can =p)

What do you think of the person you like?
This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race (o.O. Oh...kay. Prepare for war!)

What is your life story?
Fall To Pieces - Avril Lavigne (I'm shattered, destroyed, gone, pecah, gg-ed, habis, mati kongkiau)

What do you want to be when you grow up?
Nagareboshi (Shooting Star) - Home Made Kazoku (Woh. I wanna grow up. I wanna shoot up. Like a shooting star! Wheeeeee)

What do you think of when you see the person you like?
Ben Cao Gang Mu (A Herbalist's Manual) - Jay Chou (I think of how to plant flowers with the herbalist's manual to give the flower to her. Aww how sweet of me.)

What will you dance to at your wedding?
Soldier's Poem - Muse (A soldier marches... so I'll be doing the march at my wedding? KIRI~ KIRI~ KIRI KANAN KIRI)

What will they play at your funeral?
This Is How A Heart Breaks - Rob Thomas (I'm such a saint I make hearts break when I die)

What is your hobby/interest?
Take Your Hand - Usher (Touchey touch. Take Your Hand (girls solely) and put together with Me And My Hand! refer to No. 7 up there if you still dont get it..)

What is your biggest fear?
Heard 'Em Say - Kanye West ft Adam Levine (Hmm. I really do fear hearing people say rumours bout me. Haha)

What is your biggest secret?
My Blade, As My Pride - Ichigo Kurosaki (Masakazu Morita) (I got quite alot of anime songs. But yea, I'm actually a soul slayer. BANKAI! This is from the anime Bleach)

What do you think of your friends?
Breakaway - Kelly Clarkson (Wanna breakaway from them, isolated and alone, to have fun with me and my hand, while taking your hand)


It's actually early in the morning. I have not slept. Was playing Granado Espada and bumming around. Exams over.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Approximately 15 chapters, only 5 down. Something tells me I'm screwed.

Yea. But IT exam's not till Thursday. Lalala. Hehehe. Im still screwed. Speaking of IT, theres this poor Bangla fella who was an IT engineer who left his country home for the "better good", Malaysia. Whathell. Malaysia that good meh? NOPE. Came here only end up becoming a toilet cleaner. And apparently he was offered RM2000/month, 6 days a week, 8 hours a day job. This is probably linked with the Bangladeshi mystery case, where thousands of Bangladeshis come into Malaysia with permit but somehow their employers didn't come to collect them, making KLIA the abbreviation for Kuala Lumpur International Accommodation, as 2000++ Banglas slept over in the airport.

The Immigration Department suspects this to be some sorta syndicate, cause the Bangla's have to pay roughly RM2.5k to get here. Some even sold their houses and etc to come over here to start a new life. End up jobless. This is damn pointless. Actually I couldn't care less. But Malaysia's such a mess. Causing everyone distress. That's why people getting mistress'. Because all damn stress. And they just wanna caress. And also ass! Okay, think I should not digress.

Also, the Nurin Jazlin case. About "It's not the parent's fault". Wadafark man. Seriously, "Oh the rule of the family is to always go out in at least pairs. Yea. And the sister Nurin went out with was how old? Nine? And Nurin was eight? Even IF they went out together, all the sadistic dude(s) need(s) is just extra brinjal and cucumbers. And maybe another sports bag. Comonla, they're both below ten! They both could've been easily abducted off.

And a neighbour said there was a van involved. Which makes it easier to kidnap both. Imagine this. Two girls walking happily on a dark road. Van arrives. Van door opens. Girls expect their father to jump out acting like a clown. Hand reaches out to grab one. Obviously she will be like "ZOMG HELP ME WHATS HAPPENING?!!!" The other one would have probably tried to grab her sibling back, maybe hold on to the legs or something. The hand reaches out again and grab the other. Van door closes. Tadahhhh! Now, go market buy cucumber and eggplants!

Okay I might be sound tad bit casual and maybe even inhumane (Hello they call me Panda). But I think I am already desensitised to this kind of sadistic thing, many thanks to the Saw trilogy. Hello [insert name here], I wanna play a game. Freaky mask. Half dead man. Brainwashed (I think) girl. You know the story.

And now they suggest Rukun Tetangga, neighbourhood watches, night patrol and all those shit. Uhh, I'm not sure about you, but as long as I remember, I've been writing those shit in karangans for the past 10 years or so of my life. And someone even suggested putting a street lamp because "the road from the victims flat block to the pasar malam is abit dark". Not a bad idea, but is the government going to take precautions only after some bizarre thing has occurred? So now we're using street lamps to counter villains. And I don't know where I heard this from but it is damn true that Malaysian Police do their job well only if the news makes it into the headlines. Then after the case is solved you see some face there with a caption "Inspektor XXXX" saying how much effort they took and how carefully they planned and all.

This is just a sorry excuse for me to look away from my book. *Looks to the left and tilts head abit lower* Hello book! Sorry if there's any grammatical/spelling errors. Got my sources from

Now playing: Sum 41 - Best Of Me
via FoxyTunes

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Nerd Time!

Fine, I don't exactly study music but wth.


T_T. Help me get through this quick. Bring me to Thursday 3 pm. Like, now. Please. Pretty please? Pleaseeee? No? Study? Screw you.

Now playing: Fergie - Big Girls Don't Cry Remix (ft. Sean Kingston)
via FoxyTunes

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Eheh mistake

Ahaha. I reread the RMIT thing and it was conditional! LOL. Obviously all offers are conditional. So depends on my final results and I have to send it to them. But they didn't say what TER though. So, lalala. Haha. OK TRIALS STUDY! Shit. Did I mention ? Haha. I have been playing it for some time until August. Then I stopped. Now I feel like playing again. But I will get addicted! So I play after trials lor. Whee

Monday, September 17, 2007

Woh New Thingie Majingy

Woho. I just found this foxytunes thing. Embeds what song you're listening to at the end of the post. No hassle! Haha. Quite fun. If you're a Firefox user try it!

Now playing: Yellowcard - Paper Walls
via FoxyTunes

New Layout!

Ahh. Green Green. Quite nice. Not so creepy as the halloween-ish one. Quite late. Will blog more. Trials next week! Gambatte! Hmm. Think I should find another pic for the background. Time to sleep!

Sunday, September 16, 2007

I think hectic and panic actually rhymes...

FARK! The week's finally over. SAM = Self Abuse Matriculation (credits to Calvyn). I wanna cry. I wanna rewind back and retake the programme. Or take A-Levels. GAH.

My trials is next week. 21st to 28th. Life sucks hard currently. So get me a hair-dryer. Or a fan. They both blow quite hard.

Oh, I got accepted into RMIT taking Bachelor of Info Tech (Games & Graphics Programming). Wohoho. I'll be the elite in the game industry! Wohoho! Maybe make a game and put cheat code as "shenjin" and all characters turn topless? Or even "ipod" and the game hangs with an alert box showing up saying "SCREW U CHINKY WHERES MY IPOD?"

But I would prefer going to Melbourne U though. But no one called me! T_T Dan and Chinky both got called up. Chinky has a conditional offer. Has to get TER 90 ++. At least got offer la. Where's mine!!!!??!?! SOB T_T. Maybe maybe I gave wrong email? Maybe maybe I gave wrong hp number? Yes yes maybe. The light from the end of the tunnel... I see it. A train. Well at least I can go into RMIT no matter what (They didn't write conditional offer means can hor?). I guess. I shall think over my options.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Panda becoming extinct.

Even humans might be exticnt with 2 major projects to pass up on Monday. Lan Exam Tuesday. Maths Test Wednesday. Maths Directed Investigative Thursday & Friday. Saturday Maths Mock Test. At 7 AM. WTF?

Prolly won't update much but will try. Go read other blogs.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Sorry for the lack of updates

"Okay, okay, I said I'm sorry, now put the gun down.
And can I have my bamboo back?"

That picture's friggin cute. Haha. Actually why should I even be sorry? It's not like I'm some famous celebrity/blogger that have 10000000000 avid fans typing "" on their browser every other minute. Heck, I think I can even count the readers of my blog with my 10 fingers.

I should have written on this earlier but do you know that the reprinted Straits Times newspapers from 50 years ago are super interesting? The English, it's the same as it is in the newspapers now! I mean, how did Msia, for a country that has been taken over by British and with such high standard of English since 50 years ago, become what it is now? Shouldn't we be somewhere on top of the world with some underground war factory and labs making WMDs and then later on bombard other nations so we can dominate the world? Shouldn't everyone at least know where exactly Malaysia is on the world map? There are people who knows where Singapore and Thailand is but have no slightest idea where Malaysia is.

And oh, in the newspapers 50 years ago, the advertisements were FANTABULOUS! Serious quality, not just advertising for the sake of advertising (Like what's in the newspapers nowadays). I remember this Pan American advertisement. It's like some story. About this little girl, sleeping peacefully. Then she woke up. She ate. Then went back into dreamyland. And she was on a plane. Just that story tells us how comfortable it is in the plane. Not "FLY WITH AIR ASIA TODAY FOR JUST RMXX.XX". Now everybody can fly. And also everybody's wallets. Seems like advertisements nowadays revolve around money. It sucks.

Gah. Update next time, probably with my figurines hehe.

Friday, August 31, 2007

I was born on the beginning of this month..

And Malaysia's born on the end of this month!

Woohoooo. Happy 50th birthday Malaysia.

Contemplates on singing the original Negaraku or the other one with extra -ku

Seriously though, I don't give a shit anymore on this stupid issue.

Just, Merdeka!

Was able to observe fireworks from the Curve, Putrajaya, Subang, Shah Alam and even Genting.

Was standing on top of Chinky's house.


Short post.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Wire Figure Pictures

Their war, our planet

Aloha! As promised I'm now showing my figurine collection. I have lotsa figurines so I guess I'll split them up into several posts (actualliiii... to avoid blogging just for the sake of blogging, nowadays dunno what to write =p)

Ah figurines. I love them. Started collecting since the pokemon times. I have every figurine of the 1st 150 pokemon (I think)!

First up is these 2 wire figurines. I just got them recently but I think they're uber cool. My dad bought them back for me from China. China = heaven for toy models/figurines/mini sculptures. Well actually China is the heaven for everything. Except food maybe. One of them is an archer, the other is a fighter holding a flail/meteor hammer thingie. Cool. Cool.

Ze Archer

Ze Fighter

And then I started experimenting with my photography skills. Plan to take up photography! But time constraints held me back. And I procrastinate alot. Blah.

William Tell! Wheres the apple o.O?

Time to go medieval!

And then I played around with my camera. Here are 2 more photos. Hehe. All taken by me! I got potential to be good photographer anot? For more pictures click here!

He said ""

Boom. Headshot.

Bye. More next time! Oh starting from now I'll label my posts.

Monday, August 27, 2007


I, standing/sitting/half-sitting/squatting right here at this moment, am the epitome of procrastination!

I procrastinate in everything. I am oh so proud of myself. What you can do tomorrow, don't do today! Yippeekayay!

Seriously, fuck it. I think holiday need a new definition: Holidays are days where your college lecturers give you like 6 friggin maths worksheets, 2 essays, 1 god-forsaken website to create and 1 directed study. And then tell you happy holidays.

Its always like this. Holidays starts out fun. Then you get pretty bored (especially when your friends bomb the labs in college doing practicals), but you still deny the existence of homework. Then on the last few days you try to make the best out of it. You go out and forget about the dreadful thing at home. Sitting there. Just sitting there. Waiting for you to stretch your arms to reach it. Then hallelujah!

It's like the Mr Bean TV shows where he friggin falls down then a spotlight shines on him, and the holy-ish song starts ringing in your ears. Not finished yet, before he stands up a stack of maths worksheet and few blank papers (for essay) falls onto him. And no he's no Mr Bean. He's Mr Pin (last syllable in my name if you didn know. Heck, most people don't even know my real name)

Mr Pin says Hi.

Mr Pin is so gonna die.

And how come I am still here blogging when I have this stack of papers (very alien to me) in front of me. For I have given up all hope. And there are a few buggers on MSN shouting "DIELAR TOMORROW MAZHAOHAIIII" and "Lets just forget about the homework".

And sometimes I wonder how a fucker like me can actually do pretty well in exams. I mean, seriously. If I was God I'll hate myself and send me straight to hell's gate. But hey, If I was God why would I even punish myself. And I'm not God. Ah.. see, the happiness of the "If only"thought. You can dream the impossible dream! But impossible things only happen in dreams. So whats an impossible dream? NOTHING! GOTCHAA Muahahaha

I think its the Post-Holiday-Stress.

Oh, my figurine/keychain collection will come! Slowly, but surely.

Friday, August 24, 2007

I Really Wanted To..

Update.. but laziness pawned me.

Initially I wanted to blog about my hobby, figurine collecting, but now I've gotta go out. And prolly won't come back tonight. Or will be late. So...

Ever wanted to feel like a ghost? Or just simply float around in nothingness, seeing yourself leave your body? Or have you personally felt like that before?

Check this out!

And remember to check out tomorrow or so. Will amaze you with my collection. Ahehehe. Heh. Hehe. He... Bye

Tuesday, August 21, 2007


Ah, nostalgia has just hit your black and white buddy here (I'm NOT racist!). Hard. On the back. Wham!

That's one of the bad effects of holidays. Makes you think about the past,about what did you do the last holidays, about how exams are so far away the last holidays, about how SPM seemed just a little while ago, about how everyone got friggin owned by NikQ, Cheryl, Darren, and Pn Farah on the last day of SPM saying we had to retake the BM papers, about how Vincent sobbed his ass off (XD) after hearing that announcement, about how I knew the whole thing was damn fishy (Darren smiling while holding videocam. Hullo? Who smiles after hearing that news; worst still, taking videos of people) about the whole of last year, about the whole of last five years, about your whole life.

Looking at the pseudo-Himalayan Mountains made of books and maths worksheet on my desk, I rather lie back and reminiscent about those nostalgic moments (I have a massage chair! Brrrrrrr Brrrrrr).

Ah, the great memories of childhood (not exactly actually if you've been thrown eraser dust in your ear before). Memories. Remember the Cats musical?


Ahem. OK. And there're lotsa songs regarding memories. Thanks for the memories (FOB), Making memories of us (Keith Urban) amongst them.

ALSO, Ken-chan's short lived blog where he talks about this "mysterious girl" he has been seeing back in 2004 (Hi Ken, hi Bee Bee). And after a few lovey dovey posts it just burned out. Boring with a capital B! Ngekngek. I found out that lovey dovey blogs can only last as long as an erection. Once you've climaxed, it'll go back to being limp again. And mind me, the next time you find yourself erected it'll be another woman. Hehe.

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Oh, back to the topic. Memories. Bon Jovi has this new song called "Make a Memory". I find it pretty nice. It's also about remembering the past and all. Emo. Emo.

So here's the lyrics:

Hello again
It's you and me
Kinda always like it used to be
Sipping wine, killing time
Trying to solve lifes mysteries
How's your life.
It's been awhile
God it's good to see you smile
I see you reaching for your keys
Looking for a reason not to leave

If you don't know, if you should stay
If you don't say, whats on your mind
Baby just breathe
There's nowhere else tonight we should be
You want to make a memory

I dug up this old photograph
Look at all that hair we had
It's bittersweet to hear your laugh
Your phone was ringing I don't wanna ask

If you go now, I'll understand
If you stay, hey, I got a plan..


It's a friend started by my website. I mean a website started by my friend Mr. Gay Gary Low. It stands for Malaysia Book Exchange.

Malaysia Book Exchange provides an online market place which enables you to buy used or even new books at a significantly reduced price, which means larger savings on books! Not only that, it is also 100% free and easy to use! Why wait? Sign up now!

Malaysia Book Exchange is Malaysia’s first book exchange website specifically catered for avid readers who constantly seek to read. This website will be able to put you at ease by reducing the hassle of looking for buyers for your used books and turn them into cash. Consequently, it also provides you with larger savings on books.
Yea. Go support the site! He's been bugging me.

Sunday, August 19, 2007


Yay. 1 week holiday for ample time for rest doing homework. Tonnes of work. Maths, IT, English. Holidays suck. Especially when you live considerably far away from your friends and petrol burn your wallet. And also, when about 70% of your friends suffer doing their Trials while you sleep till 11.

I find sleeping very time wasting but so so fun. I feel one with the bed. It has some vortex that sucks me to it. You just lie there and say "Yea, homework later, bitchesss!" and snore. zzZzzzzZZZzzz.

Oh life. Hehe. My mind is currently blank. Nothing. Can't think of funny or emo stuff to write about. And I hate talking about my personal stuff. I prefer general stuff where everyone would know and can feel connected (i. e. not a bimbo blog)

Yes, Kenny Sia has been my inspiration for quite a while. He mostly writes about funny, general and quirky stuff that just makes you smile. Or about his self discovery and life's ups and downs.

Oh, am currently loving the song "Hey There Delilah" by Plain White T's. Sweet song but gets a little irritating after repeating 5 times. Makes me emo.

Shit I'm contradicting myself. Kenny Sia being my inspiration and what song I like IS kinda personal. Heh. But what's a blog for anyway if I don't put a little of myself into it?

A short post today, then.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

The Road Not Taken

In Form 5 (or was it form 4) I studied this English poem entitled "The Road Not Taken". Am pretty sure most, if not all of you have heard of it, as most of you are around my age.

The poem illustrates the persona walking in the YELLOW woods (my SSC english teacher, a crazy-going-senile woman emphasized on the colour, the colourrrr), ending abruptly at a fork. There were 2 paths, one leading to the undergrowth below, which was full of dried leaves, clearly untouched, while the other, more eye appealing then the previous one,was a long straight path having signs of being wandered upon before as there were lesser leaves on the floor, most being brushed to the sides of the path. I'm so smart I don't understand a thing I said, or rather, typed. Basically just shows that one seems like a good path and the other not.

So the persona took the "good" path and in the end he regretted not taking the other path. Which pretty much sums up everything in life. Life is about making decisions. Life is about choosing sides. Life is about having a dilemma choosing over 2 equally beneficial options. Life is about.... basically I'm just trying to sound philosophical. Nevermind me. But it's true, no?

And then I came about this in the internet. I'm sure I saw it before some time ago, but I met up with it again today. Read on below.


Question 1:

If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?

Read the next question before looking at the answer for this one.

Question 2:

It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three leading candidates.

Candidate A - Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologists. He's had two Mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.

Candidate B - He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.

Candidate C - He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.

Which of these candidates would be your choice?

Decide first, no peeking, then scroll down for the answer.
Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.
Candidate B is Winston Churchill.
Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.

And, by the way, the answer to the abortion question:
If you said yes, you just killed Beethoven.

Any sane person with adequate logical thinking would have been thinking "Abort" and "Candidate C".

But it turns out to be, that if the woman aborted, there would be no more Beethoven in the world.

No. Ludwig. van. Beethoven!

No Adagio Un Poco Mosso, no Fur Elise, no Rondo, no Symphony number 6, 7, 9, and most importantly 5 (Remember the Phua Chu Kang advertisement where the song went CHENG-CHENG-CHENG-JENGGG?). And of course a lot more but I don know others.

AND. Candidate C. Adolf Hitler. Though personally I do, for a fact, admire him, but think of what he's done to the world. NAZIS. Ahhh! Ouch! Oh nooo! Die! Cry! Fly! Bye!

See, if we take the paths that seemed obvious, it could have been a disaster. Beethoven dies. Adolf Hitler, world leader? And the persona in the poem regretted taking the "good" path. Hehe

So, what now? We go on with our lives, taking the "road not taken"? There can be boundless possibilities on what the consequences will be.

Say, while contemplating whether to eat in Asia Cafe or market (both provide tummy relief near Taylor's):

Hmm, since Asia Cafe is nearer, It's pretty obvious for me to go there. A huge variety of food! Furthermore, after eating, I can go up and play pool and foosball! But. But market, though far away, is cheaper. Waaaaaaay cheaper. Dirt cheap. And I don't have to suffer the smoke in Asia Club. Eh, but market abit dirty la. And the auntie abit zombie-ish. She goes "Teh-O-Ais-Limau-Satu" in a dead monotonous voice.
So how now? I don't know really.

Monday, August 13, 2007

Routine: an unvarying or habitual method or procedure

A long time ago I used to think about my current life. College life. I fantasized about its wonders, as I have many friends who where elder than me, and all of them were enjoying their college lives. They seemed so stress-free, carefree, free. Just free. I hear about their endeavours to the cyber cafes. I hear about them having a break every other hour or so. By the end of form 4, I had been longing for that kind of lifestyle.

Everything turned out wrong. Maybe it's just Taylor's, but life has been treating me very ruthlessly. Sure, I do get to go out during Friday's and weekends, but summing it up, I just get more tired and lethargic. Meeting up and talking with friends, old and new, is great. More often than not, dumb things happens and jokes are constantly being cracked up. But come to think of it, at the end of the day, the weekend will die out, and here comes Monday.

I never liked Mondays. It's the day when you feel like sleeping for another hour or so (maybe 2, 3. For me, 5) You lie awake on your bed, contemplating to sleep for another 5 minutes or to go soften your morning wood, if you know what I mean (Hehe, for guys only!)

Then it's back to routine. All the way till Friday! For me, it's:

Waking up at 6.30, go college at 7.00, reach by 7.30~7.45, bum on the staircase till 8.00, have class till break (which is either 9, 10, 11 or 12), watch Mr Munin having war with Chinky in class, Try (but to no prevail) to understand Spec Maths by Mr Woon, Try (again, to no prevail) not to visit or or (to see chatterbox, hoping some famous ass will drop by) during IT class, bum during English class, try (no point trying actually) not to fall asleep during physics class, ask Jocien what time he's going home, and if it's later than 3, end up becoming 2nd hand smoker in Asia Club playing foosball, then at 4.30 go back home, then nap (varies time to time), then dinner, then I start hoping I get an epiphany to do my homework (But God hates me, so I never get that sudden realization), then I bum online, then I sleep. Then encore for the next day!

Oh, I forgot to add looking at girls early in the morning and during break, and sometimes after college.

And now, it is time for me to apply for universities. I suddenly wonder, what have I been doing the past 8 months? I never really thought of my future, my ambitions, my career. I just wanted to enjoy life, like how other people do when they were in college, but why is everything so.. different?

Earlier on I mentioned life is a routine, but now I realise that it isn't as simple as it seems. I've been looking at life from a very acute angle. If one plans for the future, there isn't exactly a routine in life. Heck, I might even be dead tomorrow (I am touching wood, heh). So, what does the word routine actually means?

On another note, it's Tara's birthday!

Happy birthday Tara. Thinking back, I've never really known her till I entered college. Never spoke a word to her in school, but got closer after I leave, talk about irony!

Tara's one tarafic person (lame lame lame). She's currently SSC's head prefect and a great woman to get along with! And did I mention that she gives me a vague impression of Emma Watson? They do look abit similar and especially in Harry Potter 5, where Emma (Hermione) goes "Grawp! *points finger* Put me down! Now!" Hehe. Somehow, every other cempakan, except for me, has purrrfect English, and this girl here is a great example.

The one in red


Happy birthday you!

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Today, We Stop Quahrelling

For it is Quah's birthday!

That sexay mole

Happy birthday to Quah
You had sex with an aqua
While you were driving down Muar
Happy birthday to Quah!

Heheh. That was fun.

Anyway. Nick Quah. I got to know this guy in Form 1. He was this skinny dude in who tries hard to play basketball but his efforts do not make up to his unsatisfying results. Heehee! Jokin la. Like I'm any better. Insult to the max! Wooo. Well everyone paled in comparison to Sean Yap that time in basketball so....

Anyway, I found out that I like to use anyway alot. Why? Maybe I should be Mr. Anyway together with Mr Actualli and Mr Basicalli.
Anywaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. Hehe. Not cool at all.

I digress from digression. Man that phrase is so cliche. It's not even cool to use it anymore. Oops. I really should digress.

So. Nick Quah. Back in Form 1 Terra I wasn't really close to him. And then he came to Sc 1 in form 4. Woh. Still, wasn't that close to him. The closest I've ever got to him was having the same last name. He: Wen Pin. Me: Wei Pin. Oh, then he became Scar in Simba. Then he kena insult by me. BE PREPAREDDDDDDDDDDDD. I'm surrounded by idiots. Heeeheee. Then abit closer lor.

Then form 5. He became Deputy Head Prefect. You know what they say about deputies. Deputies are actually the Head themselves. Rawr! Hehe. People kinda disliked him. He was like lost in black magic. Going into the dark side. Immersed with power. Thunder. Lightning. Kaboom. I. Am. Quah. and. you. are. about. to. be. Quahminated. Woh. While Arizz purrs at the side (Sorry Rajiv!). I needed someone to compare with. Meow.

Then he lost his powers. Like Voldemort. The Ministry of Prefects stripped him off his powers. He became formless. He got a lightning round shaped mole below his mouth. Damn I'm mixing all the characters into one. Speaking of which, He was in Seladang, which is also green, and with Abdul Hafiz and Weng Sheng replacing Crabbe and Goyle.

So, he was back to his bum self. And we became closer. Daym that sounded gay.

All in all he's quite a fun guy to be around. He has an excellent command of English. Much, much better than mine. But his Chinese... lalala. He plans to take over Malaysia as Prime Minister and name his party Banana Republic.

Ah. Go read his blog. I'm lazy to write more. Again. Happy birthday Quah!

Oh. Yesterday I went for Cempaka commencements. We dyed our hair with temporary colours! Haha. Go checkout my multiply!

Thursday, August 09, 2007


Forget the blogging craze. It's the birthday craze!

Tons of people's birthday over the past few weeks and the weeks to come. Crazy! Let me list. Hmm can't really remember all but let me start from:

July 16: Beatrice
July 20: Shen, Calvyn Apek, Lye Yee and Puan Siti
July 22: My dad
July 24: GoonieMay, Kin Mun
July 26: Sen
July 29: Kah Ann
August 1: ME ME ME ME ME, Aemilia Teoh (though I don't really know her)
August 2: KahMay, My cousin Weirong, Karim, Darshen
August 3: Miss Tok
August 8: Irina, Chung Yi
August 9: Pikkaye
August 11: Nick (a)Quah
August 12: Don
August 13: Tara aka EmmaWatson
*EDIT* August 17: Gigi Ng Hui Gi!

CRAZY RIGHT? And there's more. I just.. forgot.

My personal hypothesis: Parents are too busy working so they hump during November/December when there's lotsa holidays. Therefore kids pop out at July/August! Makes sense hor?

Hump until no flesh

Anyway, birthdays are always the days we look forward to. As young kids, we refer it to the day we get presents. Toys, glorious toys! Cars, robots and legos!

As we grow older, especially during teenage years, birthdays start to give a whole different meaning. It means being able to spend some special time with your loved one. Or being able to have a worthwhile time with your beloved friends. This is also the time where we receive lesser and lesser presents. Friends start sharing money to buy you a gift you will treasure and appreciate, though expensive. Such as hamsters.

My hamsters; SpiderPig and Harry Plopper

The older we get, the more we will reminiscent about our younger days. We will feel nostalgic, emo, and say to ourselves "let's just move on with life." After all, it is just a day to mark our first breathe in this cruel, cold world.

I was wondering if I would be looking forward to my birthday in years to come? What is there to be expected from? Would it just show that I'm a year closer to death?

P/S: You know you're getting old when the candles cost more than the cake.

Wednesday, August 08, 2007


We all have a certain affinity for something. Like *shit I wanted to put some chemistry thingie here but my chemistry masuk longkang* Chinky having affinity for guys. Such a powerful word. A natural attraction or a feeling of kinship.

Pardon me but I have an affinity for well-endowed girls. Like the Boob Lady in Simpsons the Movie. This might sound like some perverted shit but it's my blog nonetheless and I'm an eighteen year old teenager eager to hump and is legal to get helplessly inebriated. Hehe. I don't know why I even like breasts. They don't do anything. They just bounce up and down and that makes me happy. Apparently, from what Chinky told me, if you stare at them for a certain amount of time everyday you can live longer!! Everybody get your binoculars!

I'm so gonna live longer!!

So, God please bless me with a well-endowed girlfriend or something. Hehe. I'M NOT A PERVERT~!

Speaking of which, it seems like Rainbows have affinity for Sunshines! Or was it the other way round? Heehee. Have fun dating 2 of you!

Tuesday, August 07, 2007


Daym. I have 2 rodents in my house. Brought them back and my mum was like "AIYO! Why your friend give you these kinda stuff one??"

Well I had a bday celebration in conjunction with my friend Kah May on the 4th in Modestos Hartamas. Kmay if you're reading this I wanna say thanks lots! I felt so useless when u did all the planning and stuff. Anyways the party was sort of expected =p. The group of people were kinda separated into HELPers, Taylorians, and Cempakans. But ah well. Hard to start small talks. Plus I'm not some super sociable guy. But Kmay has hot friends. Ehe. BUT SHE SAY ALL TAKEN. WTH! WHERE IS JUSTICE?!?!

Back to my hammies. I went to CK's house to collect them. They bit through their cardboard box/whatever it was. So I could not enjoy setting up the cage. His sisters had already put the hamsters in the cage and stuff like that. I think hamsters must have quite a fun life. They fight for the friggin wheel. And they run at like, 3~4 am in the morning. Damn scary. Suddenly you wake up u hear a distinctive noise. Then u walk towards the noise u see 2 bums running on a wheel. Damn potong steam la. I thought can encounter some ghost so I will be traumatised for life or something like that.

Anyway, their names are Spiderpig and Harry Plopper. Simpsons! Haha. Will update more. Check my multiply anytime!

Friday, August 03, 2007


Well, here I am again. Being sucked in by the whirlpool of blogging *thebimbobloggerfatmanslimmans fault*. It sucks being someone who once blogged for like everyday then suddenly see the blog die out. Life sucks. Everything sucks. But... no girls suck me one.. LOL. Haha I tried starting off being emo but suddenly became lame. I TRIED OKAY?

In case you didn't know I'm in Taylor's University College doing SAM program. Daym. This post should've been here 7 months ago. WTFHAX!!!oneone!111!!!!oneoneone!11!1!!1 And college was at first, wonderful. No prefects. I'm perfect with that. Wear anything i want. If i wanna be emo i wear all black. If i wanna be happy i wear pink. At least I don't wanna be fruity and wear some gay assed green blazer with gayer stripes that looks like some watermelon *cempakablazerssucksbigtime*.

But after awhile, you start waking up in the morning saying. Er. What on earth am i going to wear today?

Oh but college is eye candy. Girls. These wonderful creatures. Short skirts. Mini skirts. Heels. Shoulder revealing. Sometimes can see bra straps. Midriff. Round asses. B@@bs. Woo. But whats the point I just look =.=. So sad. Sob. No courage to approach girls. And most of the ones I like are taken! WTH LA! Which indirectly shows I have good taste. HeeHee. Nevermind. I shall go sulk in a corner.

So yesterday was my birthday. If you're reading this now, better get me my present. Thx.

Gah. So much to write but if i carry on.. we'll carry on, we'll carry on.. *starts singing black parade* Sorry got carried away. Anyway if I carry on I would've slept if I were reading the post. I'll save the rest for another day. Goodbye world. Now wheres my bamboo... ah.. there it is... mmm...

WHAT? GO LA! Whack you than you know!