Tonight

Tonight, I celebrate my love for you

And the midnight sun, is gonna come shining through

Tonight, there'll be no distance between us

What I want most to do, is to get close to you

Tonight, I celebrate my love for you

Tonight.......

Me,I take her laughters and her tears,

And make them all my souveniers,

For where she goes I've got to be,

The meaning of my life is she.....

Jurong Bird Park & Klang Crow Sanctuary

Features
JBP : Various, colorful flying and non-flying birds
KCS : Black dark crows

JBP : Flying birds confined to cage, busily chirping away
KCS : Resting crows on trees, busily shitting away

JBP : Bird shows
KCS : Annual crow shooting competition


Location
JBP : Jurong, Singapore
KCS : HTAR Klang, Selangor, Malaysia


Operating hours
JBP : 9am~5pm
KCS : 5pm~8pm


Admission
JBP : S$18++
KCS : FREE!


Trivia
JBP : Brochures available in different languages
KCS : No brochures on crows

JBP : Birds fed with top nutritious bird food
KCS : Literally, litter

JBP : Various exotic bird feathers on the path
KCS : Crow shit spoltches on the cars and roads

JBP : You'll be the lucky one to if you can understand the macau
KCS : Count yourself lucky not to be hit by droppings.... EVADE! EVADE!

The Story of the Long Lost Father

Father : OMG I'm back in my house after 20 years! Wonder how's my baby now? Grown up?

Opens the door......

Daughter : Errr, who are you? What are you doing in my house?
Mother : Eh daughter! It's your father who left you when you're a baby!

Father : Yah I'm your father!
Daughter @.@ : Okay................ Welcome home....??

Father : Can I visit your room?
Daughter : Please, no. I'm not used to having, err, people I just knew in my room...

Father : Oh don't worry, I'm not going to comment on your dressing or the room environment! I just want to have a look that's all! Shouldn't me be entitled the power to roam, as your father?

Daughter : Please... I've got my stuff inside and I don't really like to show it to someone else.... It's not about whether you comment or not...

Mother : Oh, he's your daddy! Of course he can! Although you had not met him before, he's still your superior and must be allowed to enter your room! I shall give the consent since my decision overrules yours!

Daughter : ...........................

Carlsberg Poster

A girl in skin tight white holding up a bottle of Carlsberg against jade green background, with the motto below, 'The best things in life are shared'

Now what do we share?

1. The green/jade....?
2. The bottle of 'devil's piss'....?
3. The white creature holding up the bottle...?

I'll take the last one.... Eh can you go for a medical? Just to make sure I don't catch something you, uh, shared with people, hahaha...

Hahahar I SS liao!

Foxy

Foxy, you were born as a dog, you were raised as our dog, and now you died as our dog. What irony!

Foxy, I believed I mistreated you quite a lot. Being a dog, how would you understand what's my command? And I being as shallow as you take it out on you, and so I apologise here...

May you be blessed by the maker... Really sorry for the things I've done to you...

Why the hell did I close the gate............

Sri Petaling Gangbang Party

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A Week of Madness

DoTA frenzy DoTA madness, addiction... What's left?

Been to B1101 every night since Sunday. BCP's message about dota started this week on Sunday evening...

DoTA DoTA DoTA we appreciated

Lectures Lectures Lectures we slept

Ward rounds Ward rounds Ward rounds we yawned and stomped impatiently


We nearly went to UKM yesterday for a bout but they backed out due to some internal problems... Spoilt our mood!

A Dedication

Listen to those who pays the installment,
Listen to he who lent you the room (without extra surcharges),
Listen to those who throw your rubbish out for free.

Stop moaning and cursing others,
Stop thinking that the world revolves around you,
Stop shouting at middle men who's helping you in a trade-off.

Think of those who had helped you,
Think of those who gave you favours,
Think of your broken promises that wasted people's time and energy.

Of the favours people gave,
Of the help people offered,
They wanted appreciation, not a hollering rebuke.

Advantage taker,
Insolent biatch,
A dog wouldn't bite the hand that feeds, you do.

Nothing better than a dog.

Look into the mirror, who you are and were,
Gaze at your shadow, see the things you did,
If you are not disgusted enough.


I wonder if you would understand reason at all
Fuck you, biatch, for the grief you cause!

Kuching the Spawn for Cats; Miri the Land of the Seahorse; Niah, home to Batman

Day 1, Kuching International Airport, 2143 : My ride

Day 2, Kuching, 1120+ : Waterfront, Sarawak River

Day 2, Kuching, 1145 : Brunch

Day 2, Kuching, 1200+ : Effigy of our desires

Day 3, Miri, 1716 : SouChen SS

Day 3, Miri, 1812 : Sunset

Day 3, Miri Fan Park, 2036 : Musical Fountain

Trip Down South

So tired after a trip down south to Singapore... Nevertheless, a good one. Going to board at LCCT this friday, going to Miri for 1 week. God! I'm booked all the way!

The Priestess of the Sun, lost her bow in the Immigration Building

OMG you ugly thing!

Ahhh... Fresh meat! This abomination nearly gobbled up Sienz and me

Not to mention the Red-Haired-Ghost who nearly gave Huah the shock of her life when he literally jumped at her when she's at the touch pool feeling the skin of, uh, a shark...

Finally! I've got some pictures!!!!!! Seems that I've got to set the IE to manually check for new updates for every page I visit instead of asking IE to check automatically... Bug! It was on auto the last time I uploaded photos...

Well Endowed Anime Babes

Years ago, Jian You, an old friend of mine visited and, during our chat, mentioned some anime featuring babes with huge boobs. He told me that, upon opening his friends' room in Malacca, where he studied, his friend immediately invited him to join in watching the series. He took only one look, ONE LOOK, and bailed. The reason is 'those boobs are from the unreal world and it disgusted him' So we went online and searched high and low for that anime, and found it. True enough, I can remember till now a girl standing near the back of the group in the poster have bossoms the size of, basketballs.

Yesterday I was playing DOTA while Chelsia was watching anime and this question arises again. I said I prefer watching TiFA than Naruto --- I only know TiFA have some liap-4. She says that huge boobs disgusted her as well but suddenly I realized that the characters in the JianYou-shown-anime have bigger cup size than TiFA. But I just couldn't remember the name of the series.

Luckily, I met Jian You today in MSN. He had good memories. 'Eiken' he said is the name. And so I went online and searched, and true enough! Eiken!

See it here

Atiya

Prof Atiya officially butchered all of the viva candidates today. With his statistics questions and the sensitivity/specificity/false positives/how to correct things. Kudos!

Want to get distinction? GET PAST ME FIRST!.......Atiya

Singapore, NUS and the Immigration

I went to Singapore again yesterday. Dad, mum, rux2nub and huah went along. I slept at 4.15am the day before and the 2 hours of sleep left me lethargic. Lethargic -- Lestat..?? I just couldn't put Lestat out of my mind after watching Tom Cruise in the Interview...

Well, talking about the Immigration Department, of Malaysia. There were boards around stating, 'Our objectives ie ie ie to produce something with an international standard.' I guess that includes politeness and of course, efficacy. Well, politeness, something the uniformed buy behind the counter certainly lack of. He took a glimpse at me and said, 'Jalan.' I was listening to the radio and certainly didn't expect him not to even take a look at our passports. And so I waited, paused, and asked him again, 'Tak perlu lihat?' He EYED me and said, 'Suruh jalan JALAN LAH!' Yeah! International standards! Good job! My dad was half cursing when I drove out of the complex. I was thinking, 'Well, they can say whatever they want... They have the power marr... Can even tear up passports silently behind the counter, just ask the Singaporeans!'

Then I am in Singapore, straight into NUS. Wow! The campus isn't fenced up, I guess the crime rate in Singapore must be near zero. Then the surroundings. I would like to qoute my friends, after returning from the MUNUS games. The contrast is, aihz... I think I am getting into depression just by typing this. Yet people are still bragging about the top 100...

And then I reached Sien's room. Wow! A large single room (by my standards) facing the sea port. Although it might be a little polluted, it still featured sea breeze, so cooling and refreshing! Yes I am going to get a single room during my final year, Huah said, but, frankly, the size of the room, the placing of the room, the furnishing of the room, and the surrounding environment really does make a big difference when you need a comfort zone leisuring after studies. Water heaters, clean and tidy toilets without graffiti, refrigerators, cooking utensils. Well, I guess there's only one proverb suitable for me now. 知足常乐!Long live the a-Q 精神!!

The lunch in Holland Drive was nice, as usual. Huge delicious prawns amongst vegetables, under the trees beside the road, but yet barely a speck of dust except from the construction site nearby. So typically Singapore. No dust, no hassle... Haha! The MRT still remains a sight to behold to me, a Seremban kampung boy. A train on top of an elevated track with its clinking wheels and track. Didn't I mention I can stand in front of an airport's observation area for a few hours, and also beside a railway track frequented by locomotives or any train with the wheel-track clinking? I just admire trains...

The coming back was hard. The Singapore customs had its security tightened. Odd, why would the Singaporeans authority be worried about people leaving Singapore? They even raised a metal plate with teeths aiming at your tyres to prevent people from escaping Singapore straight into, uh, the brigde? The welcoming Malaysian authorities with guns? Funny enough, I still cannot get the answer. Maybe intelligence gathered enough proof about a bombing of the second link bridge. But who would want to? The Malaysian customs was worse! I've never seen such a jam at the customs before. Seemed that a lot of Singaporeans are coming for the weekend shopping spree...?

Unfaithful?

Story of my life Searching for the right But it keeps avoiding me Sorrow in my soul Cause it seems that wrong Really loves my company
He's more than a man And this is more than love The reason that the sky is blue The clouds are rolling in Because I'm gone again And to him I just can't be true

And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful And it kills him inside To know that I am happy with some other guy I can see him dying

I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be.... a murderer


I feel it in the air As I'm doing my hair Preparing for another date A kiss upon my cheek He's here reluctantly to me

As if I'm gonna be out late I say I won't be long Just hangin' with the girls A lie I didn't have to tell Because we both know Where I'm about to go And we know it very well

Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful And it kills him inside To know that I'm happy with some other guy I can see him dying

I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why Everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be.... a murderer


Our love... his trust I might as well take a gun And put it to his head Get it over with I don't wanna do this... anymore Oooohhh... anymore


I don't wanna do this anymore I don't wanna be the reason why And everytime I walk out the door I see him die a little more inside I don't wanna hurt him anymore I don't wanna take away his life I don't wanna be.... a murderer

Ooo... a murderer... no,no,no... yeah

Penang Trip

Went up to Penang for a short one day trip after a boring Part C exams.

Started early, at 5.45am from Seremban. We parted with our hometown at around 6am, heading north. Have to make it to Salak Selatan first to pick out huah's swimsuit left in her soon-to-be former apartment. After some traffic heldup along the famed Salak Expressway (mind you it's around 7.30am that moment) we took a shortcut through the Sprint Highway to the Northen Highway Toll of KL. Odd enough, there were many cars heading into KL from that toll, and they were all jammed up crawling along at a tortoise's pace...

After some driving around, we reached Ipoh, and had our breakfast there at the Kinta Jusco. However, the Pizza Breakfast turned out near to be a nightmare. My prawn olio is near dry, not the one I'm expecting since I ate a nice juicy oily one in Connaught. Huah's meal was even worse! Her cheesy carbonara tasted like plain flour with a soft hint of milk. It WAS awful. She had to empty her soup into her pasta. It tasted lousy still... Being the only car in the carpark starting the number plate with the letter N, we felt like "a thorN Among the roses". We dare not venture further into Ipoh, scared of getting lost and wasting time in the end. It was around 11am, as I drove on the highway quite slowly, maybe it's due to my post-exams dementia...

We reached the north island finally after getting through hills, tunnels, rivers, and more roads. Luckily for my housemates instructions, I find my way around quite easily in Seberang Jaya, making it to the bridge. Funnily enough, Penang, for its status as a big city, has plenty of patient, slow drivers. If only we can make KL drivers not to blow their horns and floor the accelerator in almost any occasion... We checked in at the Grand Continental before realizing that we booked the wrong hotel. We had thought that we stayed there before. It turned out that we might had confused the Continental with the Grand Continental. Nevertheless, the hotel seemed fine on first impression. We stayed at the 21st floor, and was awarded with some pretty view of the straits and the bridge.

Finally we rested and then took a rather expensive cab ride (RM15) to the Gurney Drive... Read some book on world war 2 while my GF peeked at her magazines-fashion and interior design-again. We had dinner there and suddenly I found O-Jian nice! I couldn't stop eating O-Jian, just pausing to throw out the rubbery oysters (they tasted terrible, the egg and the flour is nice!) We decided to walk back to our accomodation since we had plenty of time and the taxis seemed happy to charge pitiful non-Hokkien-speaking tourists... Hahah must ask both housemate to teach me more on Penang's language... The walk took 2 HOURS! I was wondering why? Komtar was so near! It could had been just an hour or even less. I think it's due to the fact that we snapped photos and loiter around closed temples... There was a nice advantage though, walking helped a lot on the following day's drive-around.

On the second day, we drove around to the temples, but, having visited just 2 of them (the Siamese and the Burmese temples), we grew tired of places of worship. So we decided to move along to Batu Ferringhi. It's quite a long way away from the town, and we have to pass through nice winding beach roads under the trees... Finally, after passing many hotels, we found our 'perfect' photo area, 55.2 (don't know whether it's miles or KM) behind a row of houses. I made an illegal U-turn, climbed the slope and braked hard into the left parking area. The left rear tyre skidded with a terrible screech and attracted the attention of the sea dwellers. I had absolutely no idea why the tyre skidded. Maybe it's due to the slippery yellow speed strips on the ground... It is quiet there and peaceful, away from rowdy tourists and noisy speedboats. There were a lot of holes dun into the sand, and I was wondering whether there're snakes around a sandy beach. It was then that I realized that there were lots of crabs (dirty, grey and medium sized) on the rocks in the water... The sight of them gave me chills. They were just so cold and unfriendly, gazing up to you with their lifeless eyes... I was terrified of them, chills. The beach overlooked the nearby resorts. They were some speedboats around, not excluding yang-gui-s. Haha! Ask me for the translation. If only I've got the cash, maybe I'll buy the row of houses. They're so tempting, such a nice location for relaxing, my tiring life, aihz!

And then we went to the botanical gardens. It was easy to find, luckily! Monkeys, is all that I can say. I saw so many monkeys in my Taman Yoon Chan and 2nd college years and yet, I took pictures of them. What was I thinking... The gardens featured some nice plants, and, and? Some cage housing various exotic plants, but the door's locked on every one. I could not bear the heat, and I kept on wondering about the Middle East tourists behind me wearing the tudung. I'm going to repeat for the last time what I bothered Neoh and James with in UT, 'Are you nuts?' Not to mention the numbers of ninja-s in the Gurney Plaza.

The day is getting late and we're worn out, and so we headed for the jetty, and got lost. We turned around and around before reaching Komtar, and got lost again---there were no signboards showing the magic word 'Jetty'. The poor tourists drove around and by chance reached the island's western sea line. After some inquiry, we finally got our answer. The road we travelled showed no signs of the jetty BECAUSE we had already past the jetty when we made the turn into the road... Luck! This was the first time huah go onboard the ferry. Yet she didn't know that the ferry can hold cars. I kept on wondering again, what did she study in primary school. At least I notice cars in the ferry paintings on the textbooks. Huah, you need to open your eyes althought they're already big enough! @.@

We stopped in Kampar for some souveniers, food! We bought the bread+herbal chicken (thanks to Neoh's recommendation. We stopped in Jalan Ampang, asked for his direction, and made one big round back, just to find the shop at the end of Jalan Ampang, not further then 100m from where we just parked our car) and headed home.

The greatest relief is at the gas station. I filled the tank with gas and the lady behind the counter surprised me, 'gei to cin a?' I never realised Cantonese is so sweet before visiting Penang. Hahhaa!!

Exams Over

Exam's over!

Time for DoTA!

Speak about gayness... Rhasta with 3 sobi masks...

That's noobness!

and in the bus looking up at the night-sky... I suddenly understood why Moonfang worshipes the moon...

Going up to Penang early morning tomorrow...

Indonesia

My darling departed to Indonesia by boat this morning... Looks like it's going to be a boring and lonely study week! More books to be read then...

Exams

Phase 2 Part C exams looming very very near... Tired of all the pondering-over-question sessions, and the brainstorm while memorizing hard cold facts. Ah! The world will be a better place without exams... So bored! To hell with it! I didn't even play my routine DoTA for the past few weeks! OMG in the coming 2 months of holidays, I will play for every single minute I can spare...

Mass Media & Religion

I just read through an article on the newspapers today. It was mourning a Chechen's (rebel?) leader death.

Now, the same newspaper condemned the actions of Israel no doubt, and the war (whatever war) on injuring and killing innocent Arabs. Well, this is justified. I condemn war too. No single innocent people should die, they did nothing!

However, this newspapers is somehow trying to idolize this Chechen leader among its readers. Their action, of capturing a hospital and taking it's staff hostage to press Russia to accept their terms, is mentioned as if it brings glory...? I think the people in the hospital must be armed to the teeth and pose a SERIOUS threat to the Chechens...

Double standards. I'm sick of it seeing it all day!

And the same newspaper seriously praised Zidane for headbutting Materazzi! Well, in my opinion, although Materazzi deserved to be headbutted, no sportsman should really repeat Zidane's action. He, by far should be the best person to know that the French depended much on his charisma and keep his cool. By having his personal revenge, he really jeopardized the French's hopes.

By the way, the newspaper sided Zidane and Chechen for the same reason, religion. This is how religion will bring the world down to its knees. Once the savior of mankind, created by brainy people, I really salute them, now the destroyer... Most of these creators will be shaking their head in disgust! I think the big problem is really they're too many stupid people interpreting religion. We must really call upon the creators' spirits to ask them for advice on current issues...

The best is still a world with a common, shared moral value. A common ideology... Sounds familiar? I sounded like Marx...

I Love Her, I Like Her

Ages ago, a friend of mine told me, 'Loving someone is different from liking someone.' I was confused since then, trying to figure out what's the difference between loving and liking someone.

Finally, after almost 3 years, the answer hit me while I was showering after a sweaty night out at S2 SiangMalam... I was about to apply shampoo when I realized :

Liking someone is easier than loving someone. Love is adoration plus some commitment.

That's my answer!

Oh Pampers!

Really thought I saw some pampers at Chan Wa this evening. I was there to get ruX2. While waiting for him at the roadside after managing to squeeze our Nissan between 2 cars, we listened to Mariah's songs, Sienz's all time favorite. That was when...

The car in front of us departed, a long Mercedes parked right in. The driver, a plump Chinese guy in his 40s got out and searched the crowd for his kid. After around 5 minutes, a small boy, perhaps 13 years old got to the car. His father was delighted to see him, and getting to the passenger side, he OPENED the door for his boy to get into the car before getting into his own seat and driving away. My oh my! OK let's be fair. Maybe the kid's flexor digitorum superficialis and flexor digitorum profundus plus biceps brachii and triceps (not forgetting latissimus dorsi) had undergone atrophy due to some profuse pampering in the past...

Just a few minutes later, a mother carried her son's plastic bag of notes and books to some place out of sight! Her son was nowhere the definition of sick. He, a perfect definition of a plump, healthy kid was only carrying his backpack, and it was the size of a normal schoolboy's bag...

My oh my! I wonder what will happen in the future. Parents bathing secondary school children in goat milk?

Final Last Month

The first years had just moved in, and the second years are starting their classes.

Time flies! I can still remember my buddy CheeWei passing me my second year notes about a year ago in UT. The boxes of papers are still tucked under my table, and in just a blink of the eye, I am going to pass it on to my junior. Time flies!

And now just a month to my term break (finally, Sigh!) in August. Most of my friends, instead, had just started lectures this week. I was wondering why the heck we had 3 semesters instead of 2. Who else but zzz had came up with this idea? We're UM o... Must be DIFFERENT! Must not be the same level! Zzz... What's with the grandeur... This runs same to the 'attire' ruling. I REALLY think that, dressing up properly with ties will really help grades, AND attitude... Well, real life examples are all around us. I suddenly felt like a 'rattling empty can' or a 'rotten orange with a nice peel', if I can pinpoint to the 2 proverbs I used to learn in primary school...

Now off with the boring part. Who cares wearing this dumb shirt and tie everyday (mind you, under the hot sun) What I am looking forward is the 2 months after the finals... I'm planning a trip to Gunung Ledang as well as Singapore. The latter would really cost me some fortune... See lah!

Look! Another example of the 'empty can' --- rotten Manglish! And I'd seen worst!

Don't Drink and Drive

Yesterday I was driving back on Huah's Kelisa. I reached the Lobak-SMK Puteri junction, and turned right, into a one way street. A motorist on my right suddenly swerved left... I braked immediately. HE ALMOST HIT MY GF's CAR! That idiot! What was he doing??!?! I'd never stared at another motorist for that long in my life... He looked blur, my GF said that he might had been drunken... Plus, he did not even apologize in any manner. IDIOT! That's why our roads are littered with bodies!

Speaking of alcohol, the only good I know about this compound is its antiseptic/disinfectant use. I still cannot figure out why people like getting drunk and behaving like idiots. Just for that few moments, he might be feeling as if he's in heaven, but to me he's just a dumbass who doesn't know how to control himself... Some even pose danger to the public, like the previous case above. There are so many cases of husbands beating up wives, drunken. There are even more cases of assault, drunken again! Why the heck do people still get drunken? Maybe they want to be some kind of unofficial, daily drunken master... Stupid!

There was a commercial on the radio, 'Don't drive after enjoying your drink. You might end up having an accident and miss the world cup finals.' Well... This commercial certainly uses the advantage of the current world cup to remind people not to drink and drive, kudos to the people that thought about the idea.

This makes me wondering again. Are they making advantage of the world cup? Or is the current 'Don't drink and drive, you might lose your loved ones' campaign not quite effective? They had to resort to some football instead of reminding people of their loved ones to persuade people not to drink? No offense to the inventor, he certainly had noble ideas, serving the community. But isn't the community a little bit off the limits? They put football/the world cup, above their families/spouses/kids??? If the current 'family' campaign is running well enough, the radio station doesn't really have to make use of the world cup, they will just mention, 'Love your family, don't drink and drive.' Instead...

There are so much an evidence that the public loves football more than their family. What's wrong with people nowadays?

They should refer the term, 'loved-ones' to football.

ITALIA! ITALIA!

The roar of the small crowd in the stadium... The perfect sucker punch. The perfect counter-attack. Even the tough German players are reduced to tears.

As I had forseen, Cannavaro is still the best, so is Buffon!

Major upset, although I was jumping in A1107 after the 2nd goal by DelPiero... I was so afraid that they might equalize in the last minute and force the game into penalties. Sadly I have no faith in Italy when it comes to shootouts... The Germans are better at that...

Lucky though, the timely strike, not early, yet not late to win the game, saved Italy. An early goal would result in 80+minutes of defending, and the enemy team will eventually find the net to force extra time, and in extra time, the opposing team will triumph over a deflated Italy side... Luckily though, the 118th minute... Just nice!

Semi-s

Germany = +1.00GMT, Malaysia = +8.00GMT
9pm Germany = 8pm GMT
8pm GMT = 8+8 = 16pm? Malaysia

16-12 = 3am Malaysia

Hmm... 3am... Should I sleep for the telecast? Or should I go over to the 11th floor to DoTA for 3 hours starting 12am? Lecture starts at 9am tomorrow...

What the heck! I had lecture for the past 2 years but I had waited for the semi-s for 4 years. Which one dictates more attention?







Stop them --- the Germans, both of you! Faith!



I shall print my poster presentation, laminate it, prepare some points, present it on Thursday morning, and vanish in a blink of an eye before anyone (especially Chelsia) can say,

"Let's go home!"

Dinner Time

Minor disagreement. Mum wants to go for dinner in Temiang now, but dad hesitated. He is giving tuition in school tonight at 8pm and wants to go out later for dinner, and drive to school after that. Mum's pretty tired now, sleeping in her room...

Sienz, as you can see here is playing some sort of MSN games with his friend

Rux is sleeping like a pig, the sleeping anaconda python cross breed... Hope that it's viable though!

Meanwhile I am loitering around with the camera snapping pictures of boredom. What the heck did my mum bought today? The fruit is smooth on the outside, have some radial grooves, and feels like a soft, oval apple. I don't dare taste it though, who knows what it might be... It comes in sorts of colors that you will find in a Ishihara chart, light green, yellow, orange... Mother thinks she inherit the troubled X gene? Certainly no! If me or my brothers show any traits of it, maybe our definition of DOTA heroes or DOOM monsties will be different, i.e. we will no call an Imp a red pig (it hurls red fireballs) and a Baron of Hell a green pig (green fireballs, duh!) Here goes the fruit
So then I went around the house, and discovered what a camera can do...

Err... Am I lost in the woods? What's with the metal grill? Is this a huge human trap set by some monstrous man eaters that we shall not speak of? OMG, red! The color that attracts them!

OMG! Huah I've shrunken myself! Help! Here! NONONO! DON'T STEP ON ME! Batty you biatch! stop licking me like I'm some kind of delicacy! I'll have your tongue cut when I'm back to myself ahemm ahemm...

Brazil vs Ghana, Spain vs France and The Stepford Wives

Went to DongHao's house yesterday night. Along the way, dogs are littered across the road, barking at me. Some threatened to bite me, barking in a more intense way compared to the others. Had to rely on my bag (quite heavy, filled with my trusty Robbins) to protect me from the menance...

Reached the house, watched some football matches. It turns out to be a boring match (due to the fact that Spain lost) but some channel saved the day. The Stepford Wives they're showing. I was expecting the ending to be the same as the newer modern version. However it's more sinister... A peaceful town hiding its dark secrets. Kinda pity the mother, is it Joanne? What husband will want a robot to serve him instead of his faithful wife? And sending her to her death just doesn't make sense. This applies to the other husbands and their spouses too... Maybe the movie is about the male dream---"Total Dominance"!

SeeJong's Rantings

SeeJong is hopping mad I can see. His last post is not a happy one.

Hope that it is an isolated case. Feels the other way though...

The nation's future lies in hold...

Elective = GG

I was sorting out the data from the ELISA reader tonight when, I realized our biggest mistake.

The control wells are supposed to be filled with about 2% DMSO. We added 10%. That's why the cell death in the wells exceeded our plant extract wells... OMG! I was thinking initially that the herbs are helping the growth of cancerous cells! Turns out to be a big mistake.

Elective = GG!

The bigger mistake though, we have 1 week left and we are supposed to plate another 10 plates, and add in the serial diluted extracts, which takes almost forever... Monday and Tuesday next week will be big days indeed. Working in shifts, hoping that nothing will go wrong again... Hope that I can have Wednesday and Thursday off... Friday will be hectic too --- the ELISA thing again...

In shorter terms, our holidays are over. Back to Pathology (killer), Microbiology, Pharmacology and Parasitology...

Patho = GG!

University Application Results 2006

University application results are out! Yeah!

However.... My hometown favorites fate are on hold... 2 of my juniors ended up where I belonged, USM, well... Looks like I don't get a small buddy this year, sad! Hope though they can make it through the appeal and be my small puppy! The Paulian life-guard was chartered to UKM, sad! There goes our hopeful 001! I'll drown myself in UT, die a peculiar way, angle myself into some wierdo's potrait, and send her the message, 'Aihz! We hope that you were here, 001!'

Somehow, the selection is based on something else, as usual. Merit is the last thing they'll do... Some of the people I encounter here doesn't belong... They're better off doing other less hazardous job. Seriouly, I've met people whom, you'll be afraid to ask for his professional opinion on your condition if you knew them... The public is the loser in every case! Bad bad bad for the rakyat... Good for the bangsa though!

SeeJong's view on the matter and his elective mates

Priorities, Reviewed

My priorities again :

• GF
• Family
• Books
• DoTA

Not in order, the first one doesn't mean the top priority. Hmm... The last one sound interesting though, but books are equally important, dealing with people's life... Aihz! If I can't pawn people in DoTA, maybe I can kill some in the hospital in the future?? Eh?? Something's wrong here...

Long live Mahatir! He's our champion for free speech that our country lack, since as long as I can remember... Eh?? I sense something amiss... He finally became the people's voice? I thought that he had always been the rakyat's voice... Wonder why he decided to turn over a new leaf and stab people. Perhaps it's just his nature to BS, plus post-putra-office syndrome and a little bit of nyanuk-ness...

Wonder if your dad tells you one day, 'Son, you're a mistake. I made a mistake marrying your mum. I should had listened to my parents and siblings and marry Alice instead of your mum. However, I married her because I feel like it. Your mum and you were a mistake, you shouldn't be here.'

T.T

Shopping Spree

Shopping for laptop for Sienz today... We went around Low Yat asking for prices for a Acer 5642. Spec's almost the same to Shiun Woei's except for the webcam and 1 minor thing, so we took the cheaper alternative, upgraded to 1GB of RAM of course... So we went around and around a few floors asking and looking and going through A4 printed brochures... Finally we got our deal, RM3460 at a counter beside the escalators. My dad asked about paying with cards and.... They charge us RM70 if we were going to pay via credit card! We decided that we could spend the 70 ringgit on something better e.g. our dinner at the Hongkie Restaurant in Sungai Wang Plaza, so I proposed to withdraw RM3k from my bank account at the nearby (from the 3rd floor to LowerGround) ATM machine.

We reached the ATM machine after going down a few floors with the escalator and finally gave up going round and round to each escalator's beginning. So we took the emergency stairs. Finally we reached the machines. I withdrew 1k from Maybank. I was going for the second thousand when the display read, 'You have reached the DAILY limit of RM1000 withdrawal.' OMG! I had to withdraw 1k from my BCB account via MEPS. The third thousand was a fuss too... My BCB account allows me to withdraw 1k per day also??!! However, the MEPS function on the RHB and Maybank machines just read, 'An error had occured during the transection.' instead of properly informing me of my daily limit... Zzz... They should have been more specific. Defunct machines, I said...

We had 2k but we needed 3k. Sienz look through his wallet and, voila! There was 500Dollars in this piece of man-made-leather! We rushed to the money changer and changed $400 into RM900+ (mind you, it's Singaporean $ not US$) Yeah! We got the 3k!

The rest is history. Now Sienz is helping both piracy, transferring songs and stuff... Heheh!

An Evening Outing

I woke to a rainy 6.45pm. Looked out from my perch and found the Federal Highway CONGESTED, and the traffic is stuck on Jalan University... That was when I noticed that my housemates are gone --- to Midvalley for movies! Oh no! I was hoping to get a ride to Midvalley's KTM station! Too late I realized that I didn't inform Sou Chen properly about my plans...

I'm going to my girlfriend's place. She sounded poor on the phone, and was very blur. I was kinda worried. On the grounds of giving physical and moral support, I decided to brave the rain, brave the jam and find a way.

I took a cab from UT to Taman Jaya. On the LRT, I overheard some Indian lady on her phone, Ampang's flash flooded... Ah! None of my concern, none of the authorities either. Everytime KL was hit by some kind of storm, places will be flooded, as usual... I see so many sky-scrapers sprout out, but I don't see the money going into the rakyat's interest. Even the SMART project is taking such a long time to be completed. (Personally I don't have faith in the project either. I really think that one day, during a flash flood scenario, the you-know-I-know insufficiency of the operators will result in a traffic jam, worst, it's underground in a proposed highway cum drain. I think many cars will be lost in that particular incident. Hope that people can climb out real fast though!) Seems the authorities, answerable to greater authorities, answerable to even greater authorities, are interested only to place Malaysia on the world map rather than tackling some nagging problems of the country. Sigh!

Then I reached Masjid Jamek's STAR LRT station. I knew not the origin of the name, 'Masjid Jamek' but I found that out today. Blaring 'music', the 'doa' was channeled through some huge speakers situated not far away from the station. Normally I would get a serious headache, but there was some difference in this 'doa' compared to the others I usually hear. This one has a tone of sadness, and yet it's a very peaceful sadness, or sorrow. This tone plus the setting sun plus the light shower plus the cool temperature somehow makes me think of Turkey in Malaysia. Why so? Turkey is always shaded by light brown to orange colour - the setting sun, it is situated at the Mediterranean - the cool temperature, and it is littered with mosque - the nice 'doa'.

Finally I hopped into a oncoming train and reached Salak Selatan. I noticed at Salak Selatan, a lot of young girls in miniskirts and raging outfits (in my standards though LOL) alighted from the train. They looked so cool until they stepped into some kind of old van or car. This makes me wonder. Did they spend all their money their parents provided on make-up? Did they do it because of work requirements? No way... I think they are still schooling. Are they so low in self esteem that they have to dress up to the latest fashion to keep themselves confident enough to face the world? Most likely. Sigh! Teens, anyone?

Bad Things Come to an End

Bad things do come to an end. A peaceful one, not a tragic end. Speeding on the highway in a futile attempt to escape doesn't help, in fact, it further complicates your ending, such as these poor souls (they're RACING on the NorthSouth expressway when suddenly found themselves caught a bullet train to hell, heaven, whatever, tragic ending yet a grim reminder!)



I find myself still wondering here in UM, what will Ms Tan do with the magnetic stir. We can't allign the magnet bar accordingly to the machine, and it jumped all around in the flask containing our culture media when we turned the stir on. Hoped that she'll get it. I used one in my Form 6 years, and they're beautiful, the spirals created by the stirring bar.

Speaking of exams, Huah's having her part one now. To complicate matters, she's sick! Vomited last night at 1am, having diarrhoea for the last few days and complaning of headaches due to too much studying and memory work... Hope that she'll get well soon... She probably won't see my wishes here (she very seldom go online) but nevertheless, good luck in your exams! The fun will begin after next Tuesday... We'll most likely go looking for FOOD! Ramen in Jusco and steamboat in Lobak... What Fun! After that she'll have 3 months off, I will still be wandering around UM looking for ways to entertain myself... Sigh!

Sighs

There was one feature on the previous VCD player in my living hall. It's called something A-B. You hit the button to set the starting point, A, of repetition (of the track) and subsequently the second time, B for the end of the repeat. Dong Hao once suggested to use the feature to view and view for an indefinite time, the sex scene in one of my werewolves movies that we watched with Liang Wei in the wee hours before some kind of CWLP trip.

Today, this feature came back from the grave to haunt me (the VCD player's broken for ages, and we've sent it to it's eternal lying place) I woke up this morning to the monotonous repetition of my mum's piano playing. She was repeating some bars from the song "Moon River" for eternity. It was like listening to a broken recording, or some scratched CD repeating the same "phrase" over and over and over again until you cannot stand it, I can't stand it neither... Spoilt my waking up mood...

I then found my brother Lin Sien in front of the computer, and we agreed to DoTA. It was a hard hard game, with the enemy's Naix going wild with Satanic and a Heart... Then we were like defending and earning some cash to buy late game items. Enemy can't push into our base due to our creep clearing abilities, and their level 25 heroes are almost "full-grown"... So we are like just defending and keeping them out and waiting for the right moment to strike, uh, buy! Then came the nagging thing again.. Lunch! Parents are already asking us for lunch, which turns out to be fried rice (home cooked food) We are not hungry, but they persisted in, 'Lunch!' and 3('Going to eat lunch soon!') You do the maths... In order to keep them satisfied, we had to ABANDON our poor teammates (the game depends on teamwork, another hour's time and we'll kill off the enemy) and go for LUNCH even though we ARE NOT HUNGRY. Sigh! My mood was really spoilt then... Darn!

We could have won the game... Even the Naix knew about this... And yet...

Punctuality

we run by the minutes, if not seconds...

I am wasting time again, no thanks to the clinician, who scheduled a ward round this morning and canceling it with a phone call to the ward, 'Ar, I am in some operation now. Come this evening!' He couldn't have picked a better time. I wonder how can he forget that we, not being robots programmed by the University, made our own plans and have to cancel it in favor of this, unexpected turn of events, to add to the fact that the 'plans' mentioned is not of private matter, it's about selling pen to raise money for the Medical Society's annual event... I wonder again don't they have schedules in hospitals? Don't they at least pen down who's supposed to do which operation and when is it supposed to be done? Maybe we're still students, but we sure deserve some explanation, not being proud or cocky here, but this is a disrespect. In my opinion, promises are not meant to be broken, and I cannot tolerate the habit of not being punctual. That's why I hate Chinese dinners, especially wedding dinners... Excuses are always lousy to me, unless he has some kind of really good reasons, backed up with some proof!

Oh Baby... Oh Baby... Then It Fell Apart... Then It Fell Apart...

Songs I'm listening to right now, top of my priority list :

1. Mission Impossible 3 Theme (instrumental) - Kanye West
2. Assassin's Tango - John Powell
3. Extreme Ways - Moby
4. Bella Maria De Mi Alma - Mambo Kings (Antonio Banderas)
5. Green Apples - Chantal Kreviazuk
6. I'll Remember You - Sophie Zelmani
7. Say Goodnight - Beth Nielsen Chapman
8. I'll Be - Edwin McCain
9. Feels Like Home - Chantal Kreviazuk
10. As I Lay Me Down - Sophie B Hawkins
11. Kiss The Rain - Billie Myers

Bottom of my priority list

1. He was a Friend of Mine - Willie Nelson

doesn't sound that bad though, the last song on my list, just irks me to listen to some guy crooning over some male 'friend' of his

Broken Watch

Huah, looked what had happened! It's not my doing though, not that I wanted it to happen also, nor could I had forseen this... But whatever, SORRY!

Birthday present 2003

The plastic links at the band broke! Don't know whether they still have spare parts for this model, being 3 years old already... Aihz! Bad luck! Why could this had happened?

Sorry lorr!

Elective Month + Opioid Lecture

The elective month is looming just around the corner. Some said that it's the week of relaxation, no fuss, no lectures. Some said it's a holiday instead, finishing faster equals longer holidays. I say it's the month for DoTA. I am already behind others in DoTA... Skills diminishing + Slower reflexes due to too much work (just a hypothesis)

So familiar... Isn't it the same one I planted just yesterday..?

Today's lecture is about opioids (endogenous included) Dr. Sim (Debra) taught us well, good enough to let my primitive ape brain to understand that endogenous opioids are released when you are involved in sports, and that's what makes you feel 'high' and gay. Cheah, sitting beside me, immediately chirped in, 'DoTA!' Hehe playing DoTA really boosts spirits (of course, to be on the winning side) Thus, we postulated that it's the new kind of 'sports' we're very much into.

Speaking about synthetic opioids, I suddenly remember the vow to remind my parents that, I don't take drugs; I don't smoke; I don't drink; I don't gamble; I don't frequent nightclubs; I don't sleep around; I don't spend; I don't dye nor pierce; I don't lie; but I just DoTA... That's it!

Hehe on a much more lighter tone here, we were discussing about the cold-turkey treatment addicts had to endure (Dr. Sim shoke her head in disappointment as she voiced out that addicts, even after the 7 days of hell, as she puts it, return to the embrace of drugs) I was thinking that if I take drugs, and now I'm in the 'turkey-chamber', would a computer linked up to the world with a copy of DoTA suffice the need of drugs?

Sniff Sniff, out of the freezer into the oven!

Baseline : Do play DoTA, Don't take drugs!

Semi Finals, Thomas Cup

OMG Malaysia made it to the semi-finals of the Thomas Cup in Japan this year. I am now watching the deciding match, singles, between some Persson (Denmark) and Kuan Beng Hong (Malaysia) in my house. Persson ust won the first round 21-12 I think. I don't really remember what's Beng Hong's score, but the fact that he lost the first round sounds bad. Looks like Malaysia's prognosis is not looking quite good... I think Beng Hong will lose, he just doesn't seem aggressive enough to challenge the tall European. Aihz! There goes our hope again...

Now the second round has just started, and we are already trailing 4-0... Zzz... Ah! Finally! A long shot got Persson stumbling back to retrieve the ball! Darn! 6-1 now just after I celebrate the point mentioned aboved... Zzz... 2-6 now, can we catch up? I doubt so... Now my dad is muttering, "Ah... Cannot play already!" Wah 8-3 already so fast??? Uh-oh... 9-3. Our guy's just strafing high shots at the European. Zzz... Why why why??? He's going to be outplayed.

Maybe I shouldn't waste my time here in front of the TV. Perhaps it is better to cheer myself and my brother in DoTA... At least we can still produce some results!

Flashie in Tanjung Malim

My good friend, Chin Yee from B block had her 3 days worth of break back in her hometown. She was feeling hungry on Sunday night and her mum, who loved her ever so much, drove out with the rest of the family (her dad and younger sister) to pack some supper... Chin Yee stayed in her house watching TV, leaving the gate open for convenience sake, but kept the house grill locked.

Our subject : the second girl on the right, the one in blue jeans with the pink wristband

She was watching one of her favorite shows that she was oblivious to her surroundings. It was then when she heard some knocking. She turned and went blue. There was a silhouette behind the front grill blinds and there was something sticking in from outside between the grills. To her HORROR and DISGUST, it was a man without his SHORTS!! She went trembling and shaking. I think she yelled for help but she was alone in the house. By the time she managed to get a chopping knife from the kitchen and venture to the front door to confront the man, he was gone...

Her parents, upon reaching the house, got quite upset by the matter, but I think her father tried to play it down. After some chit-chatting with the neighbors, they found out that it probably was some weird Chinese guy. To add to the final insult, some sticky, milky white fluid was found at the front door... Turns out to be the guy’s semen. Ewww...

We told Chin Yee to stay alert as this incident was such a coincidence, happening when she’s home alone, and she seldom return to her hometown. We think the guy must have been some kind of sex maniac stalking Chin Yee... Some of us even postulated that Chin Yee must have fascinated that guy with her antics... Haha!!

Funny story indeed for a boring weekend.

TM really spoilt my mood. The phone line was dead and the broadband was lagging way badly, and yet they asked us to check our router after they manage to repair the line (repairs that did not give us back our dial-tone), which we seriously doubt is the root of the problem... The problem? Poor customer service and bad trouble-shooting. The worst part is; no line, no DoTA!!!

And in the library today, I forgot to sign-out my MSN Messenger before going for lunch. Luckily though, I REMEMBERED and no one used the terminal after I left... Zzz... That was so uncharacteristic of me.

Lock Picking

The labs here in UM had their drawers fitted with primitive, dead bolt locks...

Primitive Locks

Today we were having some physiology experiments involving the spinal cord and the pain sensation (Substantia Gelatinosa---Lateral Spinothalamic Tract thing) We were provided with long pins and the lecturer walked off after we were briefed. After some poking around, we (especially me) were bored. Suddenly I eyed my pin. This could be the greatest time ever to pick up lock-picking. I always wonder how they picked lock, especially after watching how Sarah Connor escaped from the mental institute with the T-1000 after her. I read articles online just to learn this, none of my friends know how to pick locks, and the only one who knew uses an ulti-key, no skills involved. I don't want to depend on keys, I prefer the older way, picking it...

I got my pin for the columns but what should I use to turn the lock itself? I looked and looked and looked for something solid yet tiny. Finally I found this, a key for a padlock my father gave me to lock my 2nd College cupboard during my first year in UM. I still have the key in my pencil case.

My tools are ready, and a quick glance made sure that there was no lecturer around, a second glance to look out for security cameras and a final glance to make sure that half the lab are busy with their work. Good! The condition favours me! And so I set out to work. The first attempt was on the lock on the microscope drawer. It took me time, wasn't as easy as described online. Suddenly the lock yielded and I rotated the keyhole 70 degrees clockwise! Then I was dumbfounded, not really believing that I succeeded... During that moment of stupidity, I turned it ANTI-CLOCKWISE and it clicked back into place, leaving me cursing myself... The pin is now crooked, and with some effort, I made it into something curving. I set out again... After something like 7 minutes, I did it again! This time though, I turned it clockwise all the way. A harder click resounded... Heheh... I had access to the microscope! My first time!

I asked for my friend's permission, both Yik Fan and Sock Cai to unpick their locks. Yik Fan's lock was too small for my key, so I couldn't turn it. I went for Sock Cai's lock instead. I struggled and did it again, this time faster as the lock was bigger (very easy for manipulations) After some show off business, I had to lock back Sock Cai's drawer. Here comes another problem... I had to pick it once again to lock it! This confusing fact really bothered y, as I never thought that an opened lock needs any picking. I was not interested into picking locks to lock up things either, but since I had already done bad, I might as well reverse it... It took me longer than before. Firstly, I 'locked' the drawer, but with the lock's bolt outside the space --- I was so stupid. I picked it to unlock it again, and finally, picked it again to secure the drawer... However, I was not interested in locking up the microscope again... So I left that one open... Hehe... Evilness!

STORM, (bo) Earth and (certainly bo) Fire

A stormy evening in KL. As we walked out of the lecture hall at 3pm, the land was dark. The unmistakable sound of the storm is deafening, occasional flashes of lightning throws everyone into panic mood. The wind is happily gushing droplets of water onto our cold, hungry body. The whole situation seems like hell, with the fire replaced by water of course. The canopy along the paths are of little use, we were soaked by the time we reach the main block connecting the hospital.

A band of us from UT cannot walk back to our apartment, not even with the help of umbrellas. The magnitude of the storm is beyond the puny powers of our umbrellas. So we seek cover in the cafe. It's tea time then! We ate as if there's no tomorrow. I took 3 kuih malas and 5 lekur-s. It was nothing like the storm outside. We were protected by the 4 walls (plus the roof) and not to mention, chatting gayly, enjoying the snacks dipped in chili sauce (by the way, we finished the sauce and some nurses murmured, "Medical Students niaa...." I think their "Zzz" is inaudible though!

After tea, the cats and dogs were still falling out of the sky. We discussed our options and got a few ultimates,

1. RUN across the busy Jalan University, daring the rain
2. RUN to the bus stop and seek cover
3. Cheng Hong, Suet Chee and me make good use of Suet Chee's small umbrella (which can barely shield 2 persons) whereas Cheah RUN
4. Hire a CAB

Needless to say, we took the fourth option. All long the roads in the hospital, road cones were lying down on the ground, being pelleted by God's bullets. It was a relief when our cab reach UT. Little do we know, we were still being outplayed by god himself. As the taxi cruised into B block's basement, we saw the final hurdle to safety---the basement is in ankle deep water. Now my friends gleefully leaped into the water. Me however, found no choice but to take off my shoes. No they're not new shoes, they're old (I wore it since 2002/2003) and it's torn in any places, and the sole 'aqueducts' might just get filled up, turning my shoes into some kind of well... So I had to go barefooted. Out of curiosity, we went down another floor to see whether Cheng Hong's car is submerged. We were half expecting water to gush into the elevator when the doors open. On the contrary, the situation on floor below seems more than fine. There were only patches of water around. Well, the water is still flowing down the ramp from A block's Lower Basement, and Cheng Hong decided to move his car, just in case something happens (KL was hit by a flash flood before in which some buildings had their basements literally turned into a muddy swimming pool)

It was during the discussion near the ramp when we noticed this...

The Watercurtain

3 Idiots by the Waterfall

Seems that the Upper Basement has its sides built slightly higher than the floor, and it's turned into a sea of water, where the only significant water outlet is this hole at the ramp. What a phenomenon! A curtain of water! Wonder if we could strip naked and bathe in this, uh, unintentionally man-made waterfall!

Part C Week ??

Ah I am lost! I don't even know how many weeks have elapsed since the start of Part C. This may be due to excessive DoTAing after the exams, and of course the constant CS in SS2 (where I parched my throat barking commands)

This week is a busy one, I wonder what am I doing here in this lab typing shit. It's another 25 minutes for my physiology lecture on sight. My eyes... Studied that for the physiology quiz last year, but it was in September, and as we all know, I rather revise strategies in gaming then go through the book again. So I am here, trying to get back pieces of my memory. Well, the situation might improve after the lecture though!

Luckily for me, next Monday is the first of May, Labour Day! It's for labourers, obvious. Luckily, in this multi-holidays country, it's considered a public holiday, which means, more time to be spent in Seremban planning evil strategies with my brother. Heheheh... Just wait till they see something like Bone + Rhasta...

The fun is about to begin! Countdown --- 2+ days

Fines and Tyres

Firstly I woke up this morning to find a peaceful morning. However, the peace is shattered once I reached the car. I found papers stucked to the windscreen of almost every car in the line (a norm for cars to be parked overnight beside roads in front of apartments) Well, there was some small letters in blue at the right left corner of the papers. Let's hope it is some kind of funny advertisement. My hopes were high but oddly enough, the paper (douched in the morning dew and the overnight rain) seems familiar in shape and size... Not to mention the font... Nevertheless, there was a similiar paper on my windscreen... The moment I focused on the print, I went blue. It wrote 'senarai-senarai kesalahan'. DARN! Don't the police have something better to do these days? I mean, we parked beside the road, which, everyone do in Kuala Lumpur, and we didn't cause any MAJOR obstruction, I mean, a bus the size of an elephant can pass comfortably through the supposely 'blocked' lane, without denting people side mirrors or hit something... So, after plenty of talk with my friends and my girlfriend, I concluded :

1. The police had given up going after errant motorist speeding along the roads, and target innocent people instead

2. Those people planning to rent out their parking bays finds it too difficult to get a good client, and resorted to dirty tactics to get customers. Imagine people freaking out to get a parking bay, and the parking bay is to be sold to the highest bidder... Nice marketing, dude!

3. Someone found their normal 'parking space' occupied, and as an act of revenge, parked somewhere else, and dialed 999...

4. Some responsible citizen decided to call the police and get even because they had a hard day themselves due to the 'obstruction' caused. They cannot drive through a 2.2m wide lane from what I can see...

So the fine is issued...

And in the evening, we decided to move our car to avoid unnecessary trouble. After starting the car, I noticed that I had to wrestle the steering to drive straight. The wheels are making a funny sound too. We got down and... Zzz... The tyre's flat! FLAT! And so we decided to drive to the nearest gas station, almost 1 kilometers away. All along the way, the unpleasant sound really bothers me. Arriving at the station was lucky, and I was even luckier to smell smoke when I opened the door. Damn! The tyre is burnt is it? Damn right! Smoke is twirling from the rim. If only I got a camera, I will capture it and put it here. So we waited for it to cool down. Pumping the tyre doesn't seem to help either. Aihz...

We took out the tools, and the spare tyre. OMG! We don't have the thing to unscrew the tyres, nor the tools to turn the stupid-thing-what-do-I-call-it (jack??) Luckily a nice Malay brother helped us out with his tools from his grey Kenari. An avid fan of Chelsea, he even got their sticker on his windscreen. And so, the matter seems solved. However, the best part is yet to come. My 70kg mass cannot unscrew the nuts from the tyre. I stepped, jumped on the lever of the tool but the nut just wouldn't budge. It took the 90kg Malay man to do the initial unscrewing at last... And the hard part is finished. We bought him a coke for his help... I think he sacrificed his dinner to help us. I can see food on the Kenari's front seat... Haha! Here, I wish god bless his soul...

Thinking that a RM5 patch would be neccessary, I rotated the tyre. Then I spotted the RM100+ damage. The tyre was torn, most probably due to the drive to the gas station. My luck ran out today I think. Have to fish out some cash to get a new tyre at last. Zzz... Feel like going back to neuroanat now... Life's giving me a headache, so are my books... Zzz...

What we do?

Top Priority!

1. DoTA skills (at counter heroes)
2. DoTA skills (uber heroes)
3. DoTA skills (farming)
4. DoTA skills (creep killing)
5. DoTA skills (backstabbing)
6. DoTA skills (gangbangs)
7. DoTA skills (disabling)
8. DoTA skills (not dying)
9. DoTA skills (early game dominance without using Intel)
10. DoTA skills (owning)

Martinis and Girls

Bond was my hero. He's cool, powerful, and of course, an English gentleman (the har-har part) I think he never goes hitting girls for no reason, did he?

After watching the newer Bond movies lately (Goldeneye, Tomorrow Never Dies, and The World is not Enough) I find myself deeply in love with 007 again. Hah! My idol!

He's a smooth talking bastard, and he slept girls by the numbers... That's just GAY! Plus, he's got wits, can handle guns, and drive nice CARS around, kicking ass while he's on the move. Hoho!

I was going to buy all the Bond previous movies, but wonder what will my parents say. The first thing is my mum. She'll go, 'You have nothing better to do than watching 60s movies HAR??' Then my father will probably eye me oddly and keep quiet. They think Bond is boring---I remember my parents commenting on Dr No which was shown on the TV quite some time ago...

They said that Sean Connery is the best Bond, Roger Moore and Pierce Brosnan are good also. I don't know about the rest coz I only watch the Bond movies by Brosnan. Hmm... I'll wait until I've got a steady income, then I'll buy all the Bond movies in one go and enjoy them.

How odd. It was Wednesday when I go online searching for comments on Bond, and today in my lecture, I believe, Jaws was shown on the projector screen (we're learning something about acromegally ) and my lecturer, Dr Mun said, 'Ah... You know who's this? Of course you don't! He's from the James Bond movies!' I sort of recognize the metal teeth, due to the fact that I read some comments on Richard Kiel complaining about the painful prosthetic he'd got to wear during shoots... Heheheh...

Last but not least, the martini and the girl part... Aha! Bond girls. Wonder if they're the standard of hot babes nowadays. Me think yes, they're the perfect specimen of the female kind, minus some exceptions of course (such as Michelle Yoeh and Halle Berry, they, ah, sucked)

Hmm... Must try martinis some day at the bar. Guess how would the bartender respond when you answer, 'A martini... Shaken not stirred' I don't think he'll be surprised nor amused. People here are probably oblivious of this term. They're too absorbed in their world, which is kind of, sad! Then I have to instruct, "Just a moment. Three measures of Gordon's, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it's ice-cold, then add a large thin slice of lemon-peel. Got it?"

Hehehehe... Obsession!

Sniff Sniff*

That's what I am today, no thanks to my close friend here, paying me visits from time to time... Haha... It's a friend I've known since my childhood days. He likes a lot of people, particularly, me... From what I know, my housemate Hui Chean is also a close friend of his! They meet more often than we do... Jealous I am, hehehe... But a prolonged visit from this special friend of ours makes thing uncomfortable, you know, you spent too much time together until you know each other so well that it's not possible to finish a sentence before the other understands what you mean... Zzz...

So I had this visit only today, don't know how long he'll stay here with me, and already the situation's uncomfortable now... My parents hate this good friend, and they always try their best to send him away, making things difficult for us both... That's why I'm sniffing now... So down I am now... Sniff* Sniff*


My friend... He loved me, he still loves me...

Router

Yes I bought a wireless router, finally. Sigh! Now I can go online with my family members at the same time. Wonderful piece of technolgy that cost us RM240. The fact that it's wireless makes me wonder... Was planning not to assign any network key, but the thought that people outside might be hijacking my connection irks me, so I am going to assign a network key, plus change the 'nuclear launch codes' every week... Hehe... But I am not going to chain the briefcase containing the codes to my wrist.... Zzzz... Too much movies for me. People always say that I am too imaginative, which makes me sort of an idiot... Hahaha!

Oohh... Thor is making some his sounds far far away. Wonder why the broadband always lags when it rains here in Seremban. I think TMNet's domination of the broadband market is a lousy idea to start with. Any domination is bad. They provide the service with 'the mentality' --- take it or leave it, coz we are the sole broadband ISP here, and even if you won't take it, people will still sign up for the service, and we are not going to improve the services, be patient laaa! If you don't like the service, unsubscribe la! Nobody's going to entertain your cries and moans... Zzz!

And I cannot stop laa-ing in my sentences. The Manglish that characterize most of us... DAMN! I am laa-ing all the way in my sentences and my speech too. A sentence without a 'laa' sounds so abnormal to me... Zzz... Damn!!!!! I am totally...... speechless!

Ah The Boring Days

Feeling tired? Yeah, especially after studying hard, lying down, decreasing my lung compliance... Zzz... But can I have a nice sleep at all? Especially with my bro Sien playing X-Com:UFO Defense in the same room... And all the shooting and dying and explosions... Zzz...

Ah! The magnificent hovertank, armed with an Plasma Cannon, derived from the technology of the alien's cyberdisk itself... Once a great tool for seeking out aliens, but now quite useless as my agents are more powerful than the tank itself, accuracy wise of course... This was my brother's hovertank, I never built one of these nowadays. I trust my men!
Ahh! How I wish I'm in the Christmas mood again just like last year. Life will be so FUN then... Can DoTA every other day until 6am... And either get owned or pawn other players... May the best team win! Or should I say, may the best BS team win!

The Peace before The Storm

Exams are just around the corner, and yet I felt so peaceful, still in my DoTAing days... Slept at 6am yesterday, and woke up 12pm today... Damn! Am I tired! But now I'm still playng warcraft... Aihz! Ignorance is indeed bliss!

Ah... Spent the week at home, brought back books to study. But let's forget about the studying part. Everyone seems to be obsessed with their books and stuff, making life difficult and boring!

Aha I was glad I bought the digital camera, although I bought an older model. All I want are photos that I can save into my hardrive. So being in so nice a mood today, I bought it out in the car and snapped...... Ah the collections of life? Bullshit...



where I usually had my lunch... OK Tuck = OK Can!

popular spot for dinner and supper, variety of cheap and nice food!

DOTA genes run in the family...

aha! The books I like the most!

Wireless Business

So tired... Trying almost the whole day to use other people's unprotected network to go online at my girlfriend's place. Haha! Tried, but not with great success... The line is terrible, threatening to disconnect at anytime. And somehow, there was once when the download speed was too high and I attracted the owner's attention. He/she booted me from the network and I had to redo the download from my brother's MSN... And while downloading MIRC, the download speed was as high as 80kB/sec... Luckily the file was quite small, or I'll be kicked again by some frustuated person who will probably say, "Who's this shithole eating up my bandwidth?" Aihz...

Zion is not working well either, the connection is now just too slow. I even lagged out on Blueserver but luckily, the opposing team has a leaver, so the game is balanced... Have to mention sorry to all the dogs out there... LOL! Aihz, I think the main problem isn't the host. It's the location of the goddamned router. I think it is situated quite some distance away, and I always get a shitty signal because of that...

Really hope the neighbour will buy a router and install broadband, plus they do not know how to network-key their router... That'll make my Dota days easier... Evil evil... Hehehe... My personnal Dota hotspot...

Moving and Ouchiness

Helped my GF's sister's hubby yesterday, he was moving into another condo (better shape than the previous one) in Kelana Jaya. He asked for assistance from my GF and my GF asked my to tag along, so I said OK since I had the whole afternoon for myself --- no lectures and tutorials. Speaking of lectures now... I have to wake up at 615am for a briefing at 8am (which is not of great importance) and a Pathology lecture at 9am. The briefing ended at 0840 and I had 20 minutes to spend, with my GF visiting the medical library in the faculty. At last the Pathology lecture, and I was waiting anxiously for the lecturer... I want to get it done ASAP. 1 minute past 9, 2 past 9, 10 past 9 (will she ever come?) and our class rep went looking for her. So we waited impatiently, until SoonCai got an SMS and shouted on the top of his lungs ,"CLASS CANCELLED!!" DAMN! I wasted the entire morning in the faculty, either attending a quite "useless" briefing and a phantom lecture. ZZzzz.....

Back to the moving part. We drove a big circles round and round (highways and U-turns, sigh!) to finally arrive at our destination...

With help from the compass on the left bottom of the picture (thanks to GoogleEarth services) I shall recall my journey. See from the new unit, we came out onto a highway leading us south-east. We traveled for a distance until we came to a U-Turn and took it, now the highway is leading us to where we came from, so north-west we go... Zzz... The fun has not even begun yet. We travel almost the length of the highway, coming to a roundabout where we did our second U-Turn. Then we came to the straight that we started, but at a different point. We travel south-east again (Sigh!) until we came to a junction on our left and take 2 left turns. After that, we drove north again to, do yet another U-Turn before traveling south to, finally, turn into his apartment. Damn it! It was damn far! LOL! We were always overshooting our destination before making a round back... Damn the road system!

By the way, packing up stuffs were nice. We turn on the TV (some Korean drama I seldom indulge in) and worked. But yet, my clumsy GF did not fail to hurt me again. She was pushing something to me and I was about to receive that box when suddenly--OUCH! I looked down at where it hurts and... zzz...

there's a scratch on my ---what's that again--- my small metacarpophalangeal joint... My GF was VERY apologetic... But I was already bleeding... Aihz! I had to console her, and vice-versa... But later I got a good revision on the coagulation cascade and all the "platelet clot+fibrin+serum+acute inflammation" stuff...

Anyway the day ends peacefully (other than some housemate skirmishes, my GF side of course...)

Decision Making, The Process and The Sequel

Decisions... Bah!

So many decisions in our life, just like the one poem by some Frost guy, a path diverge into two in the woods... Which one do you take?

Huah & JE

And it sure comes to one day when you look back at some point of your life, where you find yourself at the crossroads in a desolate yet hope-filled place, alone... Don't know where both path would lead you, 'cept for a badly constructed roadsign giving the slightest hint...

We made the choice, and moved on.. Can't be stuck at the crossroads forever in our life.

But somehow later in life, which might be now, later tonight, or tomorrow, next week, god knows when, we look back over our shoulders, and wonder, 'What if I had taken the other path? What would had happened? Where would I be now?' That Frost's poem really strikes me hard... But I think his is more towards choosing and wondering, instead of wondering the already made decision, like I do...

Something in life cannot be brought back, memories that will stay on forever, photos that reminds you of what you really were before you evolved into yourself today, and last but not least, good friends long gone, thousand of miles away... I was thinking, most decisions can be remade, nothing is 100% irreversible (as long as you don't do anything drastic) but of course there's a catch... Dire consequences... So?

Sometimes we lived in heaven for too long, and get bored of our daily built-in routine. Not to say that we lead miserable lives, but we had gotten used to our perfect, wonderful life until we got tired of it unconsciously... Then the decisions come back to haunt you... Should I repick my choices which I had already done years ago? Is it too late?

What would had happened if I try to reverse it?

Should I take the risks?

See, it's another decision to make again... Sigh!

First Love

They say that the first love of your life is the sweetest one, not to mention the most unforgettable one...

Well, for us who had moved on beyond those days, seldom do we dwell on what we had done during our first affection. Normally, the one who truly loved cannot be friends after break-ups, but some had managed to get over the hu-ha-gay-embarrassing factor, and remain good friends.

Do we still like each other? If we could only forgive each other for what we had done in the past... Even then, the moment just wouldn't come back (though sometimes you feel that the feeling persists)

Forgiving each other... Easy... But do we wish to cast our daily live away for that old live that we had once went through? Are we supposed to feel good about forgiving each other and pursue the past instead of catching the future?

Is it fair to the other parties?

Sometimes I wonder............... Am I thinking too much?? Too much work made me a gay guy!

Mad TV @ YouTube

wow I juz been to one crazy site www.youtube.com... recommend all of you to go visit the site and search for videos under MadTV... Gosh! The Geisha trailer was CRAZY!!! And the sesame street's bird flu was hilarious (adults acting as kids and the 'f' thing all the way)