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!