Friday, December 11, 2009


That's me. I am never consistent. I always blog for about 2 weeks before stopping for another 2 months or so then continue. Oh, like you don't already know.

Life sucks at the moment. I have been back in Msia for almost 2 weeks now and have been doing the same thing over and over again.

Shen's house
Movie somewhere

X 100

Super unproductive. And above it all many of my friends are interning now, making me look like this ultimate slacker.

It's not like I don't enjoy what I'm doing atm but seriously so bum =(.

Oh, my results are also out.

High Distinction, Credit, Pass.

Again, the inconsistency. FML


Year 2010 I promise to myself would be a more productive year, because I can't go more unproductive than I already am hahaha.

They say when you hit rock bottom, the only way you can go is up.

Lets start with moar blogging!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

And I was complaining that life's too hard...

Currently in a very dejected and depressed state of mind.

I was bored, and went around blog hopping. And I found out this guy Shobaan, an ex-WMS student, passed away on the 10th of September. Who knew reading blogs can make you this sad?

I never knew Shobaan. I've never seen him before in my life. But yet, I felt as if I knew him. This connection. Reading blogs after blogs regarding his death almost made me tear. He seemed like a super fun fellow, sarcastic and witty, good at insulting, a joker, sleeps in class, a first class slacker that everybody loves. There was so much for him to do in this world. He's only been around for two decades but now he lies in a coffin, his soul looking down at all of us from somewhere up there. Pretty sure we would've been good buddies if we met, so rest in peace, Shobaan.

This never occurred to me; I never thought of handling a death of someone you know, at least not someone of the same generation. I'd always thought we all will live to tell stories to our grandchildren. I never imagined what would happen if we die, right now, at the mere age of 20, because this is only the beginning of our lives!

And previously I was complaining about how I don't have the mood to go to university, how the assignments can take a toll on me. The hell is going on with me. I realised that we should all be thankful when the alarm clock wakes us up, instead of grumbling and thinking of the (maybe) unpleasant day ahead. Because we could have just died in our sleep.

Because by being alive we get to see others live their life.

Because being alive lets us see the colours and beauty of this world.

Because being alive allows us to know that the emotions we feel are valid.

Because being alive is, ultimately, God's gift to us.

Life is too unpredictable. Cliche, but true.


That being said, I hope my aunt, who has been diagnosed with cancer, will survive through this hard time in life.

Stay positive.

Monday, September 14, 2009

If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off.

They never stop. Until, about an hour or two past midnight. The trams, that is. One of the many reasons I like staying in my current apartment; trams.

Trams are so different from other public transports, I reckon. You don't have to wait too long before another one arrives to pick you up and zoom you into the buzz of the city. Whereas taking a train gives me an implication that it'll be a long journey. And most taxis deteriorates your nose and olfactory system. Buses, I rarely see them, at least in Melbourne.

One can hop in and out of a tram whenever, no 20 minute rides before the next stop, no being tortured by the BO of the dude next to you for too long, etc.

Sitting in my apartment, I can clearly see the Melbourne Uni tram stop. Sometimes I get this strange bizarre feeling watching the many people rushing to and from work/university. I feel all psyched to go to uni and experience life with everyone else, knowing I'm not the only one going through this. Most of the time, though, I feel content sitting at home, looking at their miserable faces and I can't help but laugh at the shit they are going to face for the next 7 hours or so.

But then suddenly a thought struck me, why does it always seem like a bad thing, going to work/uni? Where did this mentality come from?

So I pondered more. The situation is so that most university students have actually no idea what they are studying, nor do they actually like the subjects they are doing. They are studying because mum and dad wants them to (at least to most Asians). They don't know how the subjects they learned will help them with their jobs. That's why most of them end up with jobs they don't like.

Then I thought about myself. I'm doing digital arts. I would much rather do this than engineering or commerce, but yet I get the "Shit I've got class tomorrow" feeling everytime. My parents were supportive in what I wanted to do, although they're both in business. Then where the fack did this feeling develop? Because I actually like my course! Ahh!

I feel like a lost soul wandering aimlessly looking for an answer.

Speaking of lost, I've been seeing signs along the roads of Melbourne saying "John come home; we forgive you; grandma is in heaven now; dad and mom forgive you" and the likes.

I'm guessing, John accidentally killed his grandmother and ran away. Ah, how sad.

Life sucks.

I've got an assignment due Thursday.

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Throw it away, forget yesterday.

We'll make the great escape.

I wanna go out and see the world.

I wanna take pictures with my trusty D60 (It's been rotting).

I wanna lose myself amidst a big city in the states.

I wanna ride camels in the desert.

I wanna drink coffee/ hot chocolate in Europe.

I wanna build snowmans that last for a few days.

I wanna admire Venice in a gondola.

I wanna see the nightlife in Vegas.

I wanna watch the sunrise in Japan.

I wanna watch matadors bullfight in Spain.

I wanna see the Colosseum in Rome.

I wanna eat good food all around the world.

I wanna drink coconut by world famous beaches.

I wanna drive around in a convertible in Miami.

I wanna walk in the back-alleys of London.

I wanna see the aurora in Alaska.

But I hate travelling...

I hate being stuck in an aeroplane.

I dislike aeroplane food.

I hate going to the lavatories in planes.

Ultimately, I wanna be able to teleport!

I changed my header and picture on the bottom right!

Tuesday, September 01, 2009


Everything's changing.

I miss the good ol' high school days. 5 years of the same thing, with more funny wtf random moments every passing year. Friendships blossom incredibly fast when you're in high school. Even if you are in a new class, everyone seems to be everyone's good friend within a fortnight.

Whatever happened to that feeling of familiarity, that warm and close feeling whenever you enter a class. The feeling where people acknowledge you and knows who you are and which group you belong to in a typical class (i.e. the cool group, nerd group, slack group etc).

Who could've guessed how many things can change within a year.

Last year, I can never hope to be in an empty apartment sitting by the computer looking out the window watching people hopping on and off the trams.

Now here I am, in an empty apartment sitting by the computer looking out the window watching people hopping on and off the trams.

And yet I wear the same clothes. The same brown hoodie I brought with me from home, that bears signs of being over-worn.

There's a saying that goes "For things to change, I must change first".

But is it wrong to say that I've not changed? Then why is it that everything else has changed?


It's weird how suddenly everyone you were, or at least you thought you were close to appear so distant to you. Now that's a change too, right? But I haven't been doing anything significant that is changing my lifestyle to any extent.

One year, is that all it takes? 365 days and you feel completely different from 365 days ago. Oh god now I don't even know what I'm talking about. I think I'm contradicting myself.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Far too long.

Been far too long since I blogged. I dunno why this keeps happening the hype just dies down after like a month.

Anyways, short one. I was reading jokes off the internet and I can't help but to post this.

Will try to update more.

You know, they got a luggage store in the airport? A place to buy a piece of luggage? How late do you have to be for a flight where you're like, 'Fuck it - just grab a pile of shit. We'll get a bag at the airport'.

Friday, May 01, 2009

And then there was silence...

I'm pretty much alive, don't worry.

I like solitary moments.

Gives me ample time to make up stuff in my head, imagining a certain situation, thinking about stuff.

But sometimes it gets boring.

That's when I take out my toy, Shen Jin

Annoying giler.

I feel like DotA-ing.

Sudden urge to do work too.

This should be something good.

But it's so late I should sleep.

Pajama party in Seven! Should I go?

Oh, I think I have to go buy a purple shirt too.

Rufimy's birthday colour code.


Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Just because.

A Beautiful Mess - Jason Mraz

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerve you could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
'Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words I'm paraphrasing this relationship we're staging

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear
Cause here we are, Here we are
Here we are [x7]
We're still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

Through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds, out of this earth
And times they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.

I've always wondered what people mean. When they put up a random title for a blog post and all they have is the lyrics to a song.

Now I'm doing it.

And I still don't know why I did it.

Sunday, February 22, 2009


Over the past 2~3 days I've been seeing/hearing/doing this world alot.

"Hello! Long time no see *hugs*"

"Bye see you soon! *hugs*"

*Sees someone in a club but the music is so loud so all you can do is wave, smile and give a hug*

Many many personal messages on MSN saying "Need a hug now" , or "would really appreciate a hug", or something along that line.

Jia-Li's spastic "Huu-huuu-huuug".

Shen telling me about Jay Son who always go "Bro, hug" while spreading his arms whilst lying in bed in the morning.

Hugging bolster/pillow to sleep. Okay I meant this one as a joke haha.

But then again, this hugging thing has been pretty normal, at least to my social circle.

It's probably something that comes together with a Hello or Goodbye. Something people do just as a courtesy or because its the norm nowadays.

But for me, I believe hugs serve a better purpose. Something deeper. Like how swimming pools appear shallower than they are due to refraction, but when you add in all the calculations (light bending/ angle of refraction etc) you'll know its true depth.

Just by hugs alone, we can interpret many things.

Whenever I give or get a hug, I sort of get a hidden message.

If someone gives you a long, tight hug it feels as if he or she says "Hey it's so good to see you, really glad to see you!"

But if it's like just some brief, half-hearted one then it explains "Yea okay whatever".

So yea, I cherish hugs! It makes life feel like there's more love and compassion in it.

People always say I give great hugs.

Now you probably know why, cause there are feelings and a certain warmth and cosiness that comes along with it =).

So watch the video below and be inspired! Props to Arif who told me about it.

Saturday, February 21, 2009


Finally, I see how things are going.

I know what to do now.

Sunday, February 01, 2009

Sien Diao

Hmm. Haven't updated in a while.

Just to show I'm still pretty much alive:


Then suddenly I realised what that picture looks like..


Cheesepie WTF Boon you skank homo copy my pose!

My gambling luck for CNY is wtf sad.

First day of CNY went to Shen's place (BTW the whore came back for CNY for 1 week).

Lost RM30 in Black Jack to Daniel.

Yesterday again lost RM30 to Daniel.


Monday, January 26, 2009

Happy Chinese New Year 2009!

Gong Xi Fa Cai everyone =D

╭┴──┤HAPPY ├╮
│oo│牛YEAR │●°
╰┬──╯ │ ∴°﹒

This year, its the year of the


Does that mean we should eat more beef or...

I guess not

But I'm going back to Melbourne soon, who can resist

An awesome bowl of Gyu-Tan Don? T_T

This delicious delicacy is found in Menya Ramen, Melbourne Central!

Can't wait.

Ohno, I feel bad, first of all I'm not even supposed to eat beef. T_T

Forgive me God but this tastes like heaven.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

It's all about the movies

Yes, bumming makes you do the ultimate bum things in life.

You know you're a bum when:

  1. You somehow end up staying at home everyday
  2. You actually don't really mind staying at home
  3. Even if you're not home you're doing something unproductive like "yamcha" and pointless walking in the malls
  4. Walking up and down the stairs completes the exercise of the day.
  5. You have a massage chair for a computer chair
  6. Your computer's on most of the time
  7. You have an internet browser filled with Facebook tabs.
  8. You reply to walls and feeds/comments on Facebook within the minute.
  9. You have an internet browser filled with IMDB tabs.
  10. You search for new and high rated movies everyday, then buy DVDs to watch
  11. You have an internet browser filled with YouTube tabs.
  12. You watch every other video linked to the first YouTube video you watched.
  13. Your MSN has like a 100 contacts online but all you really do is chat with the girls (Hey at least im honest).
  14. You start updating your blog regularly.
  15. You procrastinate in everything supposedly important.
The list goes on. But yea.

So this bum decided to buy more "cheap" DVDs after hearing from Jay Son about this show called "Slumdog Millionaire"

When I first heard of it's name this came into my mind:

Hell yeah it's a rich dog

Turns out the poster looks like:

This show, my dear readers (which I can probably count with 10 fingers) won the Golden Globe Awards 2009 (Meaning it's for 2008 shows) for Best Director, Motion Picture, Original Score and Screenplay. Holey Moley!

I bet Chinky will be like "WTF it's about indians how the f?" (Don't shoot me I'm not racist... well, "Everyone's a little bit racist" quote Avenue Q)

Truth be told, the poster didn't really convince me. I mean I can probably do a better job with it. Looks like a cheap C grade movie if I didn't know about it.

Turns out it was a pretty awesome show! Engages the audience (me at least) throughout the show. I will not spill too much out, so here's my summary of the story

Slumdog Millionaire is about the story of Jamal Malik, an 18 year old orphan from the slums, who is about to win the "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" game show, but got arrested by the police who suspected him to be cheating (because how would a slumdog know these stuff?) on the show. So as to prove his innocence he tells the story about his life, growing up in the slums, adventures on the road, and meeting his one true love.....

All in all a very captivating story, but I don't see how it won Best Movie. I mean aren't there even better shows throughout the year? Personally I'll rate it 8.3/10.

Ooh, the show stars a beautiful Freida Pinto (... Freida... *uncomfortable* lol Cempakans you know why)

Freida Pinto

I find her looking very much like

Dania Ramirez (Maya in Heroes)

Though Dania's boobs are heavier and confirm fake, but she looked so so so hot in Heroes Season 3! Ooo Season 3 Ended. Im waiting for Season 4 it's called Fugitives! Can't wait!

And by the way, I also just watched Bolt! Super adorable show! Highly reccomended! Very cute twist in the beginning. 7.8/10!


Aaaaaand another recommended show is of course Ip Man! This show is the first show I watched in 2009. Awesome awesome. If you're into fighting, you MUST watch this. Also a film depicting the Chinese pride! WO SHI ZHONG GUO REN!

Waa wtf long post. Haha. Won't be blogging anytime soon, I've still got other high rated shows like Seven Pounds and The Curious Case of Benjamin Button to watch! Heeee.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Norwegian Recycling - How Six Songs Collide

Lyrics | Norwegian Recycling lyrics - How Six Songs Collide lyrics

I've been YouTubing alot lately.

I can confidently say "YouTube, cure for boredom."

Very very good mashup! Loving it.

I especially like the part when Angela Ammon's - Always Getting Over You is mashed in:

Was I not enough stimulation
Hit by a brick the other day
Just when I thought that I'm okay
You didn't like my conversation
I can't come up with something new
It doesn't really matter what I do
So here's my observation
You could never see it through my eyes
And I'm too tired to try

I guess I can relate to this lyrics well.


screw you shen

Saturday, January 10, 2009

I dreamt.

I dreamt I was nose bleeding.

It seemed so real.

But yet I didn't want it to stop.

Instead, I tilted my head down.

And gushes of blood came waterfalling down.

Somehow, I felt relieved, as if I'm dropping off a burden.

A burden I had within me for so long.

Or maybe I was relieved to know that I can still bleed.

That there's still more to me than what's on the outside.

Cliche, but I bleed just to know I'm alive.

But it doesn't matter, as if you'd care.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Next plane home, or away?

My bitch (Not in any homo way, he's just a bitch) Shen left for Melbourne a few days ago to do summer school.

His place is the Malaysian Blackhole (If you're wondering, the Melbourne blackhole is my puny apartment.)

Now I know how the Melbournians felt like when I left back for Malaysia earlier. (HEY AT LEAST YOU GUYS STILL CAN ENTER BHOLE IN MELB W/O ME THERE)

There's this weird void.

Normally, I would go straight to his place when I arrive in PJ before deciding what to do next.

Now I have to decide where to go before heading down towards PJ! (Maybe park next door say hi to Tert ._.)

Just last night I fetched Khreetiong (Khee Siong; Creature version) to the LCCT for his flight back to Singapore.

And Claire's left for Melb even earlier than Shen.

Yun and Hon Sen are already gone.

Vincent suddenly in KL, suddenly in PJ.

Arif tak ajak.

Then Boonie (might) leave for Japan today.

Then the UK people are also leaving soon.

Then Kennieboy is going Langkawi with Darshy and Yoskie and all.

And bastards Jay Son and Yond are interning.

Ooo Chloe's interning too.

Face Problem has exams.

Chinky.... busy with someonela.

Left Daniel, who is also leaving on Saturday.


Ohnooo, emo lar.

Emo Shen and June, Photoshopped by abuden Me

Actually, Shen's just meraba-rabaing. Horny Bitch.

Seems like Shen's the only one who has been bumming with me in Msia. Others were always that busy. =O

Moral of the story: I should've made friends with Shen's dad instead. Then I'll still be hanging out @ 32 Tr 7/2.

OMG. Get a life me.

Sunday, January 04, 2009

Hiding behind a mask.

This horoscope thing is really rubbing onto me.

You are ready to explore your feelings in a deeper way, but you may not know how to go about making your dream come true. You want to be real, but you probably feel more comfortable when you're safely hiding behind a mask. You can try to totally disguise yourself, yet the true you will still show through. Once you realize that it's not worth keeping your intensity to yourself, it will be easier to touch others with what's in your heart.


I remember blogging this: "You put on this mask of a cheerful, happy-go-lucky human while deep inside, you continue to dwell with all the shit happening to you."

But then again isn't everybody putting up a mask anyway. Because we are who we really are only at death-inducing circumstances.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

32nd December 2008

Nooo. It's not the new year it's 32nd December 2008!


Didn't even feel like its a new year already.

Oh well, spent it @ Shen's in conjunction for his farewell.

He's leaving Saturday. =) =(.

I got super high, never felt like this in a long while!

My camera ran out of battery 1/2 hour before 12 o' clock.

Dam suey.

=( =( =(.

Oh, I haven't slept yet. Stayed up all night.

Went for Bak Kut Teh for Brunch, then wento 1 Utama to watch Ip Man.

Awesome show! Who wants to let me pummel the back of his head? =)

Dead tired now.

Will have pics up soon!