D Unspeakable Cornyness

Holiday!!!

2010-06-02T16:32:00.003+08:00

Now that my intermediate year exam is over, and I'm having a 3 month plus semester break.

And now that I feel empty; after two months of frantic classes and revisions and right after the war ends, it's all gone. Everything is an empty plot I see:D Teehee!

Learning that I have an awesome break, I still decide to make it as productive as I could. So, during the month of June and July, I'll be doing my internship and SAP(Student Attachment Program) in two of the most prestigious law firms in KL, Skrine and Zaid Ibrahim & Co. I really thank God for these fat opportunities.

When August arrive, Imma gonna throw a big bash for my 21st birthday, and two vacations with friends and family(Taiwan and probably LA/Melbourne: you can't believe the air tickets are at the same price for these two places!) before embracing myself to face the aftermath horror, MY EXAMINATION RESULTS!@.@

Hopefully I'll pass all four subjects and get on to Part 1. Yes God, I really need Your grace and blessings!!!

Not to forget, I'll be busy for several church activities and events throughout these 3 months.

Gee, this sounds like a whole new adventure filled with challenges, surprises and fun!^.^

What Is Currently Playing In My Mind

2010-05-06T15:44:00.003+08:00

"But without hope, life isn't worth living"

"I wish you shelter from the storm, a cozy fire to keep you warm, I wish you, love..."

The Battlefield Of Love

2010-05-02T00:41:00.003+08:00

To me, love is like the wind of the seasons and while you are the tree standing throughout the seasons; being there to withhold every obstacle, strong or weak, hot or cold, bright or dark.

It's Black When You Thought It's Gonna Be White

2010-05-02T00:13:00.002+08:00

It is now one week before my intermediate examination for LLB.

No, I'm not frantically studying now whatsoever. I'm just having the callback to blog; and mixed feelings altogether. Damn, why do people always blog when they are emotional*.*

How do you feel, when your predictions go to the very contrary max?

Because When Absolute Power Corrupts Absolutely...

2010-01-06T03:18:00.001+08:00

"Never forget that everything Hitler did in Germany was legal"

Martin Luther King, Jr

Shi Guang Ji

2009-10-20T00:18:00.004+08:00

And yes, I've finally come back to this almost abandoned blog of mine; after more than 3 months since my last post in Redang. Hmm, all the nostalgia.

Anyways, the Redang trip was awesome. Something that I truly felt what a perfect class trip is, at least, for the time being. Sporting bunch of friends and great activities. Cool. As for the pictures, I guess Facebook has replaced the era of people posting pictures on blogs. Well, as you can see, this revolution is revolving around:) And so does my many pictures that I suppose to post them all here.

During these few months in KL, I guess I finally came to understand life better. In a practical way. And before that, I would like to categorize the multitudes in 3 categories:

You are born lucky, blessed and have all the opportunities coming to you to lay down the success pavement in your life.
You are just like everyone else out there, living a conventional life, having a conventional job from 9-5 and working your way thru the success ladder-which usually ended up not realizing your dreams coz the world is unfair and it really is.
You are below average and you practically suck at everything and no one takes pity on you though it seems like everyone cares for you. And yes, this sucks very much.

Regardless of which category you belong to, you still strive to aim for the best ain't it? Though sometimes you know that the outcome will be 99% impossible of what you wanted. As I can see, some people rise, rise and fall, stay stagnant or just below the line always.

I believe that what belongs to you will be yours and vice versa. And it's true. When you try too hard to gain success the shortcut way, it's as good as betting your life by throwing it as a dice in a Vegas roulette. I admit that I myself am seeking for shortcuts at times, but just to realize the virtue of being down to earth and realistic at the very end of the day.

When you live in a city, you see your life clearer in a way which tells you that in most things, it's either you play by the rule of the game or you die. And in a way you are blinded where illusions in forms of hedonistic lifestyles found you.

I guess in many events of our lives we wish to borrow a time-machine('shi guang ji' in chinese-as you can read from my title) to amend the little or big error you made in life which will possibly be a decision that affects your entire life. Correct?

As for me, I wish I could go back to the night before my dad passed away; and to make perfect the last moment I was going to have with him on earth---making the best presentation of his birthday present(which was 4 days before he passed away), making the last best speech and 'good night daddy' that I was ever gonna say to him. Sounds familiar doesn't it? To those who have gone through what I had and hope for that 'just one more chance, one more time' to happen just for that very one time for us.

Mankind has emotions and it is an immortal feature we will never be without.

Perhaps I'm just too lonely out of a sudden although I'm in fact very contented with my life now. Having almost everything that I wish, and having things that I don't even need.

To that, I wanna thank mummy and my beloved aunts for making my small lil' Apple family complete--my macbook, ipod touch and iphone.

Next on Apple wishlist: all the ipod nanos(to match my clothes), macbook pro and imac>.<

That's all for tonight. Currently listening to Lifehouse's Storm and Yo-yo Ma's Sonata N. Good music.

Nights ya' all.

Given

2009-07-06T15:27:00.001+08:00

We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.

~Anonymous~

Euphoria

2009-07-02T17:07:00.002+08:00

And to my amazement, Redang Island is connected(to the internet). At least, in the resort I'm staying in. Good=)

Here I am blogging after a humid but totally fun out day. Well, what else more can I say? It's only naked honesty when people say Redang rocks and it of course does! One thing for sure is that your don't get to perform activities you get to do here often or daily unless you're a beach boy or girl who stays in an island.

Up to now, everything is great especially when you have the best group of college mates who are crazily fun to be with in everything you do here!

Personally, the best part of this trip is last night's clubbing; on the beach! It's absofuckinglutely fun and sexy I tell you! People who had experienced beach clubbing will know. It's exactly like those Mexican/Hawaii beach movies we watch with people drinking and partying along the beach with a DJ fuming up the crowd to dance. Exactly like those last night!

Surprisingly my friends and I do agree that the DJ was somewhat good. The mixture of his music was a little similar to MOS's style. And how good is that?!!! We always love interactive and talking DJs don't we?^^ Hui Ting and Ee Von drank beers and I got free Martini from a friend over there:) But sadly, the beach club closes at 12am due to consideration of the resort guests who are sleeping. Aww>.<

Anyway, now I understand why MOS is named Euphoria coz' the sense of euphoria does come to you when you found the perfect clubbing experience and beach clubbing is totally my thing now!

I also do realize that I describe my trip as if clubbing is what I suppose to do and enjoy here=.= Well, apart from that, snorkeling is really good especially the session today in Marine Park where corals, fishes and colourful sea creatures are in abundance. Food wise, it's only okay but I quite like the pina something(forgotten the name ady) cocktail that Johnson ordered last night. Nice mixture of fruits and rum!

And we also took plenty of pictures. Love Jason's Sony DSLR. So perfect for taking great shots and nice sceneries. I'm gonna blog the nicest of the pics out after this!

My first semester break is unexpectedly fun! Gonna check out and tour Kuala Terengganu tomorrow and off to Genting with Bryan and family over the weekend! Voila!

While life is short, nice moments are rare too. We just gotta savour every second of it with delightful satisfaction!~

Dust.Events.Beach

2009-06-30T16:25:00.002+08:00

Just last week, or so I think, Jason made a cute remark saying that my blog is dusting(berhabuk). I giggled and thus remembered myself having a blog. Oh yes=)

And coincidently I have an amount of time with nothing in mind to spend now; in Wangsa Maju's KFC, waiting for William who's in the clinic. Here I blog then.

Over these months in KL, I've been through so much of events, be it physically, mentally and of course, literally. And they are either awesome or fun. Yes:)

The next big thing will be this Thursday night, where Akon is coming to MOS and I gotta go for free. Oh, did I mention that I can bring along four persons too? And yes for free as wellXD Haha. *Confetti pumping high in the air*

BUT, I will be going to Redang tonight. So I can't and ain't going. It's fine with me though, coz' I'm not attracted much nor impressed with Akon. Spending a night of BBQ on the beach and playing the craziest games ever with your beloved bunch of college bimbos/bitches is so incomparable to a night with Akon. But you people who are Akon's worshippers must be so disappointed. Lol. Same thing will goes to me if it's Leehom or Jay^^

Anyway, William is here and I gotta go. I am determined to post my Redang pics or you guys please spam my cbox to ask me do so. Have fun ya all.

Ciaoz~

Shiok

2009-06-13T22:56:00.001+08:00

I love driving in KL.

And So For Us It'll Be Like...

2009-05-31T03:32:00.001+08:00

Flying high on the wings of the sparrow,

We'll see the world below,

Looking at the clouds,

Spreading like a magical carpet,

For just the two of us,

On nights of pain,

I'll cover you with warmth,

On sunny platters of joy,

We'll reap with laughter,

Oh, the heartbeat of my soul,

Come crush with my heart within,

Rounding a diploid of love,

A sweet memory.

To Study The Complexities Of The L Word

2009-05-27T09:47:00.004+08:00

You know, I believe each blogger has the affinity to forget about owning a personal blog at some time and comes back blog-flooding like never before. Like a mental vacation on blogging.

And I begin to see a number of my friends and I being a part of this lane:)

It must be either you're bored of blogging eg. thinks that blogging is so lifeless and blames oneself for being so lifeless to blog all these while, or your environment changes you.

Just like me I thought. Since residing in KL, I haven't been blogging much nor I feel the vibrant urge to blog. I do have the desire to blog but I just couldn't bother to take a step further to commence it. And thanks to the absence of internet connection in my living place.

Well, this whole feeling of coming back gives me a sense of belonging and memories; feeling like I am brought into my childhood lair where I used to hide myself during moments of pain, bitter, happy or frustrated. Oh, I'm so into it now;)

Sitting in my college's icy cold quiet library now, thoughts just flew in my mind waiting for me to pin them all down.

To be honest, a true sense of belonging has never came into my life before. Faking everyday of the happy me is just but the facade of trying to please everyone and to make each day happy to live. Yet, rains of tears pour heavily in my heart whenever I'm dispersed being alone.

I realize I am the person who turns weary, wild and curious whenever I'm alone, and having nothing particular to do.

And for this reason the adage phrase that says "an idle mind is the devil's workshop" is so true, so true.

For the past years, and perhaps for years to come, I'll be yet to master the philosophy of the greatest power on earth: Love.

For every new beginning, there seemed to be hope, but only to be dismayed by disappointments and despair. This seems to happen to me, but yet I, alongside with many pilgrims of love never cease to climb on the road to search an almost perfect love; coz' nothing is perfect in this world. And perfections can only be determined by each individual's expectations.

But you know, A, you have broken down my walls with the strength of your love. How am I suppose to stop? I can't. And when I can't stop, I gotta find a way out. A way to reach the balance and equality for the love we share.

Please let me gain the knowledge of of this great power, God. I really need it and A has become the air that I'm breathing now.

It's stupid to see how people obsessively fallen in love and turn into an item of paranoia to the person you love. But what is sillier is to realize yourself doing so when you're blinded by the very own person you're loving.

True enough that I'm giving you pressure but that is one thing I can't stop doing, to love you. However, I must strike a consensus between us to prevent things getting jeopardized.

I'm telling you that you've now officially come to be the first priority in my life. And how can loving you be enough for me? It'll never be.

I love you,

And for the very reason,

I'll hold you tight when I could,

Embracing every sweetness we can share,

Through the ups and lows,

For you're my sanity that keeps my life going.

Because I Suppose...

2009-05-27T09:33:00.004+08:00

"...our lives are defined by opportunities, even by those that we've missed."

Rush

2009-04-20T15:58:00.005+08:00

It's obvious that I'm so freak dead to blog nowadays.

And now? I'm in my college's resource centre(for the first time) having nothing particular in mind to do. So I was thinking why not put in some lines in this dry page:)

.....I really don't know what to say. Is it that either my mind's too occupied or I'm totally blank?Both I guess.

Recently, I started out a new phase in my life. A total different schedules, lifestyles and responsibilities. A beginning which I hope will fork the better out of me.

One particular thing that I'm still boggling about is the perfect choice of course that I really want to do.

I got replies from UPM and UM last week. Both for music. Something clarifying to me.

Something ambitious. Something sentimental. A silhoutte.

After much of critical thinking, I say I'm going to continue with law. Now that I love it and I really know what I want.

Well, sometimes the best thing for you ought to pop out at the most amazing time isn't it?

Music will still continue to be my passion in life, but I guess there'll be so many avenues where I can project my desire in it. Yeah.

And the bottomline would be that I won't go for both unis' auditions. But instead I'll do music as a freelancer which I suppose it'll make me happy. Coz' to me stuff that gives me total freedom of expression towards it makes me happy; instead of it being a commitment you gotta follow. True.

Here, I'm gonna put up a situation and think:-

Your supposed 'virgin mary' lover flirts and omitted crazy love-forbidden sins behind you. He/she was supposed to be the one who had always gave her 2 cents thought to you preaching on how sacred and faithful love should be. You are changed by his/her enlightment much earlier to be a very faithful, loving and caring bf/gf of your lover.

After you actually found out on what he/she did eg. creating intimacy with others, having sex outside(I know premarital sex is rampant today but I mean promiscuity here), sold himself/herself to the values of materialism, you questioned him/her.

He/she(of course) doesn't want to admit a single thing but instead went on with his/her usual lovey-dovey stints on you. To melt you or any sorta stuff alike.

And then you found out even more unbelievable omissions of your lover in the future.

Q: You confront him/her one day. On every single thing he/she did. He/she has no choice but to admit upon the proofs that you presented to him/her. He/she asked and pleaded for the oh-so-romantic "one more chance, baby. Just one chance will do." Will you forgive him/her?

I'd say absofuckinglutely NO.

Compassion and trust is totally two different things for me. Here.

I would give her a second chance IF, at the very initial first time I confronted her, she repents. I mean repent. She can deny my accusations and I'm fine with it but she gotta repent and stop doing shits.

But even after the second or third time, she is still treating you a fool. And when confrontation with proofs came, and there she hoped she can dig a hole and bury herself from you by there.

I'd make my decision that way due to a few resonings:

-How can I trust someone like her further on?

-Although there'll be a slight possibility that she might turn over a new leaf and be faithful to you, but would I take that thin risk? I think we shall protect our hearts.

-IF something like this happens twice, I'd be a total failure. Figure that out.

On the compassion side, yes I'd still have compassion for her. Let's say one day she got in some deep shit trouble or dying in front of my own eyes, I'll still help her. But I might not trust her anymore.

See the relevance here? So what would you do if this falls on you?=)

Anyway, like always, this never happened to me. I just like to ponder on crazy stuff. That's all. But hey, it's quite good to think over unexpected events and figure a way to handle if it really comes isn't it?

Life always teaches us to be safe than sorry afterall.

Okay, topic ends here.

Movies that I've watched since last month:

Yeah, I know the last two movies on top are abit outdated but i like them so much! I mean for A Walk To Remember. Uber meaningful and touching la. Sungguh jiwang sekali!

Well, movies that I've yet and want to watch are:

-Watchman

-K-20

-Shinjuku Incident

-Coming Soon

-Friday The 13th

-He's Just Not So Into You(though Michelle said it sucks)

-The Ugly Truth

I dyingly want to have something interesting to blogabout man! This is just too sick, the way I'm blogging now.

Need to go home now. Then to Sunway Piramid at night.

Till the next post. I'm so boring=.=

Nail Justice

2009-03-31T10:42:00.004+08:00

I'm on the bus back to awesome Muar now. Going online on the bus for the second time thanks to celcom broadband. Lol.

Well, I was very much astounded by what has just happened minutes earlier. And to the urge I think I should blurt my uneasiness out. There are two foreigners behind my seat row, and I guess they are most likely to be Vietnamese. Whey got on the bus, the conductor charged them RM20 each for the ticket instead of the standard RM16(KL-Muar) for every busliner company. Not only that but both of them were shouted at like animals. I really couldn't bear the feeling of pity and guilt that I actually did nothing to their appeal.

Well, I could and would have to do to fight for their rights. But argh, I don't want any troubles as well so I was thinking just drop that idea off la.

Also been warned by mum not to create troubles in public(like the one I did last week I Pudu which I won, oh I haven't tell you guys about that one) again.

Just like what Lord Acton said:

"Power tends to corrupt and absolute power tends to corrupt absolutely".

When a nation has got a lopsided government, so why can't the people in its governance be tyrants and create truancies everywhere? You see the whole point? So I don't see the total blame to be put on the bus conductor.

A parent has a responsibility to bear on a child's upbringing and he/she couldn't probably said "Oh, it's not my fault. My son's an asshole coz he's an asshole. Certainly got nothing to do with me."

No right? The same thing applies here. We all live on a larger organism that bounds to reflect whatever that we do. Hence the theory of natural karma and the adage of "Like father like son" prove on well.

The world is getting worse for sure.

In Ardent Need Of A Laser Printer

2009-03-28T22:43:00.004+08:00

Going back to KL tomorrow.

Kinda reluctant and tired. Lol. Of the fact that I hate walking down the sorry streets of Pudu and the nearby KL slums(where my college is located in one of them; kua kua). Well, still oklar, just annoyed by the irony that our capital city streets are in such ill conditions. I'm not trying to be cocky but that's obviously blatant kay? Comparing to vicinities like Mon't Kiara and Damansara. Right?

My college is along Petaling Street btw=)

On a brighter side, this means colourful 'sceneries' from the weirdest walks of life, instant (fake goods)shopping with awesome offers, nicey foods(not minding the cleanliness/hygiene), convenient 24/7 public transport(not minding the cleanliness/mothafucka taxi-drivers), and the nearness of all the hotspots on Kl(considering that we aren't tourists, these 'mercu-mercu tanda' doesn't seem appealing to you and I, right?)

I'm such a complaint ass. Shoot meXD

*

Anyway, I'm staying in USJ. Aunt's place somemore. Which makes everything nice and awesome for me. As in all the living conveniences and comforts. PTL for that! I haven't brought much of my stuff over in KL yet coz' I'll do so little by little when I come back to Muar every week.

Yes, every week coz' I still have some commitments in my hometown; ranging from stuff like my violin and tuition classes, church album, SOB(some other business) and err, sleeping on my own bed. Heheh.

Well, I gotta at least do this until my students finish taking their ABRSM exam and SPM. Hectic shit though, but I guess that will be okay coz' I'm deem to go wet and overspent like crazy if I stay in KL during the weekends.

I'm planning to work part time in KL as well though(haven't let anyone know about this especially my family so don't tell them. Shhh!) because:

I'm already accustomed to a working life. Yes, pretty weird but urgh, working people will know what I'm trying to tell la.
Spending your own earned money is one of the best thing to me. Contentment, proud of your own achievement and ability , freedom, all in one. Geddit?

I'm just worried that my family wouldn't allow me to work on coz' my mum has been very negative towards me working during my two Form 6 years coz' for certain people, working while studying=bad results outcome. Which is quite true la, but screw it la.

Anyway, I also realized that I could easily survive on my own coz' I do have certain skills/talents that will throw me a job instantly almost wherever I go. I'm not trying to be lan-c but that's the truth la. Deal with it.

So yeah, I already have quite a number of options of jobs to choose from in KL. But this time, since it's KL, I would want to try out something new and fresh to me for an exposure to learn more stuff. Urm, that's like, for example ~~ovum donating~~. Lol. Just kiddin' But I swear I saw that job ad can! Rm3500 per session. Girls, anyone wanna? Nah, click here.

I'm more interested in business. And also acting/script writing/mag articles. I'm offered 3 acting role in a chinese drama can? But extra roles la. Lol. And I don't think I wanna accept it. Coz' I need to either act as a sissy high school gay boy who runs away from home, non talking part boyfriend, or a cafe customer. Sienz! Yes I'm unrealistic. So then you go accept these roles yourself wanna?=) Hope there are better opportunities coming to me than these ones la. Haha.

Well, I'm kinda bored with music for now. Perhaps because of the tedious hideous pressures/working hours. But still, I'll continue to write songs la.

Anyway, what's on my mind now is:

"Argument makes a relationship interesting, but yet understanding makes a relationship last."

Screw it to people who doesn't understand that coz' I'm pretty tired to maintain a passive relationship. CCB. Like wtf man, I'm your bf so I need to take charge of every single fucking thing? And worse still, all my efforts that I put in are worse than talking to a deaf person. Coz' at least a deaf person will want to try and comprehend what you're trying to tell him but for certain people, your words and actions are super invisible to them.

Oh well, damn geng la these people. They want you to be initiative as their lover but they just stay silent even if you do so. So how? You expect people to read your retarded mind and know what to do next in order to please you? Oh please. Get a yardstick and stick it in your arse.

Anyway, I'm saying this in a general mode. Totally not pointing to whosoever. Just that I'm really appalled to see some individuals treating their lovers in such absurd attitudes. Those were just the least of what I wanted to say anyway.

On a totally different side note, I need a laser printer asap. Are ya gonna buy one for me?=)

No? Well, at least you gotta get yourself one if you don't have one.

I've come to know how much in demand of pages that I will be needing to print out in a law degree course. Like tons. And still counting.

Doesn't matter my hyperbole but a laser printer is what you need for long term massive printing. A laser printer would be more pricey than an inkjet, but likewise, it's more cost-saving for a long term run. Why?

A normal 3in1(printer-scanner-copier) inkjet printer costs around RM250 whereas a 3in1 laser printer is around RM480. Roughly double the price of an inkjet. Well, look at the ink maintenance.

A usual black&white inkjet cartridge costs around below RM45(ori price, not your usual pirated inkjets) and it prints like not more than 200 before it fades out. And an inkjet cartridge does not necessarily print out the same amount like it always does coz inkjet cartridges dry up easily when it's not frequently in use.

Okay, comparing to a black&white laser toner, it costs around RM180 and promises a standard amount of 2500 pages per toner.

Now you do the math. So is a inkjet printer costlier than a laser printer? Yes it is.

But don't buy now. Along with your IT gadgets. Wait for another 2 weeks. For PC Fair. For better options. Lol.

Gotta sleep and rush-pack tomorrow morning. Have a nice day you peeps.

Chill out!~

Wow, Toro!

2009-03-26T01:18:00.004+08:00

Hey peeps! This was done by one of my very extraordinary talented friend and professional jazz musician, Toro from Penang. You guys can view his other amazing vids as well. He requested me to spread this one around so yeah, I am doing so, Toro=)

Honestly saying, I'm envious. Lol! I learned lotsa stuff from him especially on piano as he's a piano major(Jazz). Anyway, all the best to you, Toro! Hope you get to study in the U.S. soon. He's gonna be so famous in the future man!

This one below was his live performance during the Roland Piano Festival 2009 Grand Finals in KLCC on the 7th of March. He got 2nd place. His improvisations are just simply sensational!

P/S: Caleb, you have a rival liaoXD

World's Funniest Commercials

2009-03-24T23:47:00.002+08:00

Another Shade Of Moonlight

2009-03-20T01:07:00.002+08:00

Time flies, time passes.

And I'm going for my tertiary studies tomorrow. Oops, I mean today. It's passed 12am.

I myself couldn't really decipher on the clear picture of my life now. There's just so many things coming to me at one go and I'm handling them at one go too!

Phew. Whatever it is, time really went by fast. I'm gonna do law in ATC at the moment anyway. While waiting for my uni applications reply, I will use these 3 months to really ponder and study on whether is law the thing for me. Sort of a conformation. Plus I'm praying hard for God to show the path that He wanted for me.

Just so you know, my results suck. All Bs. Yea, enough said. So if I get a scholarship, it'll be a miracle. Bah.

Gonna sleep now and pack my luggage the next thing I wake up. Geng eh? I haven't pack a single stuff.

Kay, will update more when I settled down.

Ciaoz~

Note

2009-03-02T01:30:00.003+08:00

I'll be away for a week. To Tunisia and Lithuania.

Nah.

It's only KL. For work. For MIFF(Malaysia International Furniture Fair). Click here. Yeah, long story I know. Perhaps I'll crap about it the next time I blog. Anyway, I think I might be one of the youngest employee in the whole fair. Kinda bangga but in a different side of it, I'll also be carrying a certain weight of responsibilities. Argh, long long story.

Oh, I'm not just kiddin' about Tunisia and Lithuania. It's that I'll be meeting with international buyers/traders/agents from all over the world and it happens that these two countries will be in our confirmed visitors' list.

It's gonna be an adventure man! By saying so, I mean an adventure in all aspects---experience, hardwork, excitement, socializing, creating windows of opportunities, etc.

I suppose the whole fair is gonna be hectic and tiring for me. Pray that I don't fall sick or die. Touchwood! Haha.

Kay, so hopefully I will blog after I come back. Tataz. Have an awesome week~

*

Anyway, before I go, I NEED to tell someone this:

"You don't say you love someone when you plan to create an ideal lover out of him; everyone is unique and deserves a fair chance of being loved by someone who really loves him for who he is. Afterall, you aren't even near to perfect. Am I right?"

Mariah, He's Your Unsung Hero

2009-02-24T01:30:00.001+08:00

And peeps, you gotta love him too.

E-N-J-O-Y!

P/S: I'd love to blog more noawadays but the flesh is just unwilling to. Blurdy b-z. Urgh. Neway, hace a nice day:)

On Love

2009-02-20T02:32:00.003+08:00

"Love is an evolved form of emotional attachment that transcends sexual attraction of the physical form."-Anonymous-

Flower | Love

2009-02-19T22:01:00.006+08:00

"Flowers are like a language concealed with love and wisdom. You can say 'I Do' with an Arbutus, warn someone with an Oleander or perhaps confess your love with a moss rosebud. Say your line today, with flowers." -Henry Koh-

P/S: Pics are blur coz my mobile phone's camie sucks~

Beautiful

2009-02-18T02:47:00.003+08:00

Introducing a totally smashing non-mainstream band, The Dresden Dolls.

Totally in loveeeeee!!! This is what I call RAW MUSIC GENIUS.

So damn tired of the comercial mainstream music man! You peeps just HAVE TO see them.

Amanda Palmer, the lead singer/pianist/composer is a crazy mad-skilled musician. Thanks to Faustina for introducing them in her blog. And here's one of their obnoxious irresistable hit: "Coin-Operated Boy". Sounds abit obscene thoughXD

Live at Bonnaroo, Manchester.

An orchestra version of the same song. And this is totally a revival in a classical music symphonic hall. Love all the impromptu-ness man!~ Wish orchestras will have more stuff like these:)

And they even have a musical/theatre-like stage production. This one's a MUST WATCH! Great choreography.

I wonder how many more underground musicians/performers who are unsung heroes like The Dresden Dolls out there. These people just gotta be shown to the world. It's just like a pearl unnoticed deep down in the ocean sometimes.

Gee, I Found It

2009-02-18T02:15:00.005+08:00

Here's it, people: Beyonce's "If I Were A Boy" guitar tutorial.

Say hooray?=)

I know this song's guitar intro is catchy and so do all the guitar peeps and Beyonce's worshippers gotta agree with me.

Again, I felt abit cheated. To those who knows Jay Chou's "Qing Tian", the key(Emin) and intro chords are actually the same can?@.@ Look at the vid and you'll know what I'm saying.

So yeah, it's a repitition of the Em7-Caug9-G-D chord sets over and over again throughout the whole song; only varified by different rhythmic strummings and pluckings. DAMN EASY HOR?

Here's another clearer version where the chord inversions are shown:

I guess you guys are startin' to pick up your guitars and have fun now=)

This is a nice sharing I know. Have fun!~

Happy(Belated) Valentine, Everyone

2009-02-16T18:26:00.009+08:00

So it's over again. Valentine's Day. Another year.

And how was yours? Packed with cliche roses, chocolates, movies and candlelight dinner?=)

Okay, I'm just kidding. That was bad I know. So lemme compensate by saying as long as you're doing it sincerely, and truly loves her/him, it's all beautiful. Oh, how sweet:D

And to those who doesn't has a lover/partner, it's pretty alright coz' you don't necessarily have to soak under your blanket with your tears whining on your singleism and fake it to your peers that you're doing well fine without being in a relationship(well of course there are really people of that sort out there but I'm saying to those who really want a lover baaaaaaaaaaadly).

Anyway, what I was wanting to say is, "It's pretty fine to seize the V-Day even if you're single coz, V-Day aren't just meant for lovers". Perhaps it is, but let's put it in a more subjective form. Well, a lover means someone you really love or care for. Be it a friend, your parents, siblings or just anyone you love and care for! Everybody says Amen?

*

And just you know, especially to those who usually think "Oh-so-cool I'm so spending V-Day with my baby and sigh, what a pity to you single-ites"---SCREW OFF. Valentine's Day wasn't eventually meant for only lovers back in history though. It started out as a festival in the Roman pagan era to celebrate true friendships. It was only then comercialized to what it is today in UK in the late 19th century. Yeah, these people are real smart in exploiting festivals to prosper, just like they did to Christmas, although I enjoy the comercialization:D So geddit? Go google yourself or something=)

Ranting ends here.

Still, hope you peeps had a nice V-Day with your love ones. I myself had a thrilling one. And like always, I prefer not to share^^. Anyway it was just awesome-lah, though there were some emo moments.

My pressie from my valentine:

My very first SIGG water bottle. Love it can? Thanks darling=) I was really *touched.

*You might say it's not blardy Tag Heuer or some expensive shits, but sincerity counts alot to me. I love whatever is sincere from my lover; better than unsincere exhorbitant splendours. Right?:)

***

And here's mine to my valentine:

I might not be smart or damn rich, but this is what I am best at:-so I composed 3 songs for my baby.

Here's two of them:

Title: Ni De Ching Ge(Your Love Song)

Shui ran,
You shi ni hui ku chi,
Dan wo chue bu fang chi,
Ju shu wei ni nu li,

Yi jing,
Shou hao le de nuo yuan,
Ni da ying wo bu fang chi,
Wo wei xiao wang zhe ni,

Pre-chorus:
Ni de xing diao, shi ru he he wo thong xin,
Jue ding he ni, xiang fu dao jui hou,

Chorus:
Wo wei ni xie ze shou ge,
Shui ran mei se mo du the,
Xie xie ni juo tian jing tian,
Ju shu he wo chian je shou,
Wo dui ni cang ze shou ge,
Ni xing qing duo mo ru he,
Yi chi fu chu, xiang ai zai yong heng li.

Title: You're My Valentine

You are my valentine,
Wo yong bu gai bian wei yi de qing ren,
Jiu suan bai yuin ye bu zai chu xian
Ni de yu muo hai zai pei pan wo,

You’re my forever love,
Wo yi sheng yi shi jui ai de qing ren,
Tian kong zai ye mei you cai hong liu xing,
Dan wo men ju shi wang zhe bei ji xing,

Chorus:
Chian zhe ni shou xing peng pao shi jie,
Xun cao yi chi shuo hao de tian tang,
Shui ran shi jian liu xia le hen ji,
Dan shi wo bu hui yuan yi fang chi,

Jai duo feng yu wo yi ran ai ni,
Xiang chi ni chong shi xing fu an wei,
Ni chi dao wo hui always love you,
Wo men de ai hui dao bai tou xue lao

P/S: Though my lyrics are simple and unprofound(as I'm illiterate in reading/writing chinese), but I hope you like them. All written sincerely to you. I love you.

So now you kinda know I'm, urm, attached, and more contented with life. Haha. Of course, love changes everything.

And just so you know, I ain't putting up the songs coz' its only for my valentine and I'm NOT gonna sell them as well. It's just like parading off my valentine's gift if i do so, right?)

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Blogger's block is here. I'm a blank sheet now. Okay, seems like I gotta continue blogging some other time. Toodles.

P/S: Can't wait for my busy life to end real soon!

Over The Skies I'll find Us There

2009-02-02T21:09:00.002+08:00

Nearly two months since I last blogged.

Wow.

What a gap. I go online every now and then, and almost everyday but I just couldn't bother to blog on. But's it's alright coz' now I'm blogging=)

Anyway, happy chinese niu(cow) year to you people. Masih sempat to wish you guys since this is only the 8th day. And may my wishing be auspicious as I'm wishing on the 8th day and superstitious freakos believe that number 8 has lotsa lucks and prosperity in it. So yeah, may the best comes to you in whatever you'll be doing or facing.

Oh, you people know I had an accident right?(my poor crashed car pics later-tho some of you might have seen it already).

And I'm never enough to thank God for his mercies and protection. I COULD HAVE DIED.

Yes. I COULD HAVE DIED. The whole car crashed and became paper-like can?! And I only got a dislocted right arm and a minor brain concussion. Was it a miracle?

It absolutely was. And I really had a very, very, very blessed Christmas last year(my accident happened on the 23rd of December). Some may say, "what a bad luck to happen around this time where all the joys have been ruined," but I'm ever grateful coz' I could have died. Like seriously.

Even the ambulance attendents and policemen were asking, "eh, mana orang itu?" when they reached the accident venue coz' they couldn't believe I was okay sitting on by the roadside(tho in pain). I even heard one policeman saying "memang untung. Kalau nampak kreta you ingat mesti kiaok(die) punya, tapi dia orang okay".

And so I was discharged after 2 days.

I still feel bad though, for kinda spoiling the christmas programs. And I know there was a tinge of disappointment. Mostly in myself.

Apart from that, I'm busy working like 3 odd jobs in a day. Tiring>.<

And over the skies I'll find us there,

Thronging together in the land of dreams,

You and me,

One,

Forever young,

Forever ours.

I Hope This Materializes

2008-12-15T02:31:00.002+08:00

I just realized that Wayne, my eldest male cousin, has sent out an email to all the other male cousins including me.

It reads:

"Halo everyone,

Since EYM caroling is cancelled this year, I was thinking of forming our own 5-man accapella. N' sync did up a fantastic version of O Holy Night. I have the scores here. You guys listen to it first and see if you think its workable. Will give more information later."

And he also attached the PDF scores as well as N' sync's O Holy Night.

Man, you guys should listen to it. It's awesome. But I also told Wayne "Hey, this isn't some amatuer stuff and Christmas is just a week plus away."

And we really gotta work really hard if we wanna pull out a performance like this. He also added in a few more traditional carols for us to practice.

In short, Wayne's trying to form a RnB caroling group among we male cousins(it sounds gender biase, yeah) this year. This really excites me much as I'm such a RnB maniac.

So we're gonna perform on Christmas Eve, IF, everything goes on well. This is really interesting and challenging as all of us(except for me and Willie) will be practising individually in different places and we only have a day to practice in group when all of them come back on the 23rd night.

This sounds like a good deal right?=)

Also, as Willie and I will be performing in the "Karnival Johor" on Christmas night itself, I do hope that our cousin team can give out an extravaganza on that night as as an extra item. Of course, if the authority allows us to. And by making sure of it, we gotta do really good to prove ourselves.

Well, you gotta listen to it or else you won't know how the song sounds no matter how great I describe it.

Chio not?

Even in the midst of my busyness, I will be eager to work hard on this challenge. Hopefully, I'll take a video of it and let's see how far we can actually score. Haha.

Toodles neway. Gotta ciao. May you guys have a blessed Christmas as well.

Torn Away

2008-12-12T13:55:00.006+08:00

Lyrics, Music and Arrangements by: Me=)
Genre: Rock

Verse 1:
Never did I know you'll come to say,
You're takin' the baggage of love away,
Leavin' me behind with broken vows,
Baby you're ever sorry to me,

Verse 2:
And now,
You left me alone in the middle of the road,
With papers of lie you once wrote to me,
I can't live on your ghost and whispers,
Baby do you get what I say?

Chorus:
Coz' everyting has torn away,
Why do you need to turn back,
(Torn away)
Where do all your promises flew,
(Torn away)
I gotta, gotta find you back,
(Torn away)
Baby please don't let things get torn away.

Bridge:
Hey,wake up and look at the mirror,
And blame not on fate nor time,
Ask yourself what you've become,
Coz' there's ain't no way things get torn away.

Ending verse:
Torn away, baby,
Torn away......
Find yourself, and I ain't gonna betray love,
No way, don't let things torn away.

©All rights reserved 2008, Henry K/Top Tune Music.

Hey, It's Over

2008-12-05T11:50:00.003+08:00

Yes, STPM is OVER.

Hallelujah!~

I've so so much to share, rant and holler about but my mind's totally blank now. Ish. Perhaps I'm overjoyed. Oh yes I am=)

In short, there's just so much more stuff and events to come after this for me and I just don;t know what to say now. My brain cells are too crowded I guess.

Oh well, I just came back from the studio. Stayed up the whole tedious night and it's only one song that we(the band and I) finished recording. Now, I understand that the music industry is a heck full of hardwork and struggles. Sometimes, you do get pissed even in persuing your own passion. But, I won't give up:)

And apart from that(read post title), I still have this disturbing conscience telling me that the exam is not yet over and I still have a few more papers to go. Oh my, wtf can?

Everyone is rejoicing upon the minute when the last paper is handed to the examiner, but wtf I have this weird instinct telling me that the exam is still not over. Disturbing crap man! I seriously hope it'll get off me soon. Seriously. Coz' I gotta put my mind in full concentration of the upcoming stuff I'm gonna do.

Okay, a little something about the exam. This is the first public exam in my life that I didn't have the "exam fever" or any "exam stress". I feel weird to though, and ain't really sure coz' it's eitehr that I've been prepared or I'm taking this round lightly. Oh, I'm getting crazy.

Well, as for the papers:

Pengajian Am: Paper one, I got 7 questions wrong up to now. For paper two, it was overall smooth, quite okay.

Sejarah: I'm clearer of what I was writing for paper two. Overall okay. I hope I can impress the examiner with some of my bullcrap on specific subtopics that I ain't really sure of=)

Bahasa Melayu: It was good. Very satisfied with paper two. But still, damn damn damn damn damn damn fickin' dulan of paper one. 5 questions wrong. And they were idiotic careless mistakes that I shouldn't have made. 5 damn easy questions and I've wrong them. CCB!

Ekonomi: Okay, for this one, I can quite confidently say that I won't get something below a B grade BUT as for an A, veli hard to say. Coz' I did screw up some parts.

Oh God, please send my papers to kind, generous, lenient and easy-to-convince examiners for marking. May they fall in love with my papers and write an A on them. Oh nono, must write 80 upon the total mark too. Yes Lord, Amen!

Don't tell me you won't daydream like this, right?=)

Lemme think, what more to talk about. Argh, can get anything outta my brain except crap la. but there'll be wonderful pics pics pics after this post, when I ain't this busy and after I regained back my consciousness.

Gonna nap now, then go dye+perm+haircut.

Going to KL tomorrow for the Starmaker finals. Read more at www.starmaker.com.my. Pray for us that we'll win, or at least get our song on the compilation album.

Oh, and most importantly, VOTE FOR OUR BAND:

Type in "C" in your mobile phone and send it to 33225.

It only cost you 50cents. Cheap right? Lol, anyway, do support my band.

Seeya soon, peeps. Happy holidays!~

The Final Countdown

2008-11-10T20:58:00.007+08:00

It is now officially a week away to my exam, which starts off on the 18th of November, next Tuesday.

I err, feel kinda numb. Yeah, dunno why but that's how life is for me. More like a memorizing robot. Apart from that, I do enjoy life abit too.

Oh God, make it come and go in an eye's blink can? Bloody can't wait for STPM to end.

But still, I would be pretty busy for some personal projects(which I still can't enclose it for the time being 'till it's done; all I can say is it's a music related thingy. If ya smart, you roughly know what's it) after my exam. But at least it's about something I love to do, and committed in it.

And there it will come all my long-winded decisions for my tertiary studies. Currently, I got a choice; to go Taylors for law straight in January or wait and decide on what to study. Tedious eh, that I still haven't decide what I want to do.

Just so you all know, I DON'T WANT to do law. But I have problems and restrictions from my family on going after what I really want to study and do for life. Damn complicated I tell you.

So the point is, it's not like I don't know what I want, but it's about fighting and getting for what I really want. I will live life easily and get everything smooth IF, I follow what's planned for me, but I'm gonna struggle and get my own way through to do what I really want.

Parents just don't understand that it's suicidal to make their children do what they DON'T WANT to do for a life-long career, coz' it bloody involves the childrens' happiness in life. Sorry to put it in a harsh way, but I sucked up to it.

No matter how, I'm gonna struggle and prove myself worthy to my family of what I want to do, which can provide me a great future as well as a lawyer can be. After all, being a lawyer is, NOT so great as you thought it'll be. There are already 50+ law firms in a small town like Muar and I just don't want to be squished to that cliche stereotype, can? Simply, coz' I ain't interested.

Not to say lawyers are cliche robots(though alot of them are) but there are varieties in life and we love doing what we love to do and that's it. Right? It's just like you can't force an aspiring designer or doctor to do law if he/she isn't interested at all isn't it?

Well, talking about financial stability, I of course do agree that 'professional careers'(as our society is already sucked up to the term) like lawyers, doctors, accountants and engineers gives you a stable good income. I love money, but I also believe there are other careers who can help you earn big bucks(or at least a stable income) even if they are not the so-called 'professional careers'.

Oh, and they also talk about social status. Yeah, yeah, I know it's pretty much important for alot of people to dream themselves being called a doctor/PhD/Datuk/YAB or whatsoever, dressed up in lavishness, drives an exhorbitant pricey vehicle and have their company's name listed on the shares' board. It's pretty cool, I know. I respect and salute their success, to those who aren't stuck up, of course!

But I just don't fucking give a damn on all these, can? I don't have to prove myself worthy and successful by putting myself in the society's pressure by doing/following badly on what everyone does to be called/acknowledged that you've reached some certain class or status quo in the society.

If life's really so mundane(yes, it's very mundane and boring for me to be it that way), our vision for the other generation will very much be like a communist-like society where everyone is in suits and tuxedos, working hard like a dog to acheive some prestigeous titles so that everyone can be highly acclaimed in the community we're living in.

Life's not like this man, please=.=

How awesome it would be if parents can understand and see things in a bigger picture for the sake of their children's progressive spaces in their respectives talents/gifts and what more, for their happiness in life.

Since I ain't being understood well by my family, I will work hard myself to get things going well for me. I will fight for my own way out. But of course, I gotta prove them wrong by carving a piece of astonished masterpiece in the option I'm gonna head for my career. I would still prove myself being successful and do them proud.

Okay, I've ranted enough for this. But somehow I will still continue in months to come, when I really gotta make choices and sacrifices in life.

Meanwhile during this period of study madness for everyone(STPM students), I even watched 007: Quantum of Solace. And which STPM student would do this at this moment? And so the movie experience is both thrilling and exciting for me, looking at the fact that the movie is quite an adrenaline rush itself and me wondering how cool-daring I am to watch a movie at this time.

But it's quite a good movie anyway, although not as good as I anticipated. I didn't see a single sex scene. Bloody cencorship board in this country always spoil the day for movie-goers.

I'm gonna get the DVD copy of Quantum and catch every single cut-out scenes that wasn't shown in the cinema after my exam. Urm, not really since I ain't a big fan of Bond movies. Seriously, it's a tad boring with an old guy in suit, guns, alchohol, cool cars and luckylancigirlpickedtobebondgirl+sex in every of the Bond's installation. Although plots and choreographs are suave sometimes.

Anyway, I don't quite agree with the reason given by our censorship board on cutting out sexual/violent related scenes. Since you've stated that it's a 18yo and above movie, don't bother cutting out stuff. Coz' even a 15 years old kid today would know practically what sex is about plus the creativity in sex(thanks to porn) and how does it looks like to blow someone's head off with a gun.

The media is just too advanced going nowadays and there's barely any 18years old who still doesn't has a single clue what sex and violence is. Urgh, such mentality.

To end this post, lemme show you two pics related to my life today.

I went to Mister Coffee to do revision for History and Econs with 3 other Form 5 friends of mine(2 girls, 1 boy). Surprisingly, we did study and the ambience over there is quite good for group studies. Good lighting, good temperature, spacious and comfortable.

There we go

On a different sidenote, the food isn't as good. Sorry to say, Mister Coffee, but your management really has to rethink before putting on big words boasting your own restaurant. When things suck, people will still know it sucks albeit how good your marketing skills are.

I took a pic(below) of the black pepper chicken chop I ordered and paid RM11.90 for it.

I still thought Witchery Ider's(read post back in June '08) isn't worth but this one doesn't goes any better to impress me.

Alot of fats on the chicken can? Sorry that I forgot to take a pic of the disgusting fats too.

OKAY, I really need to stop blogging right now. Spent 45 minutes on this>.<

See ya guys after my exams. Do miss me, wish me well and pray for my exam! Whee!~~~

Love you guys. All the best to my buddies who are taking their exams too. Take care and see ya all real soon!

Toodles=)

P/S: I realized all I did was just pure ranting and complaining throughout the whole post. But life's really quite cham for me now. Kay, till' the next post after the 4th of December. XOXO

Another Packet Of Joy

2008-11-10T20:31:00.003+08:00

So this it. Another night of pampering Sean with fries. This time, it was from KFC.

And happy he was, of course=)

Well, I'm contented by doing this once more but I said to myself to just buy him fries once in a blue moon after this. Coz' what if his parents found out that I gave their son something which is forbidden by themsleves, I'm kinda flushed out. After all, they are paying me.

Exam is coming reaaaallllll soon, OMG. And I wish it can be over a.s.a.p. and that's it. I can concentrate solely on having fun and music. Amen!

cIAO~

Four

2008-10-29T15:29:00.003+08:00

Night falls on earth which soon sleeps and the moon will dress up silver,
The sea and the cities and I'll be missing you,
I will still believe that we are one soul-you and me,
Even though you are not with me,

I will love you,
I will take you to the Sun,
In dreams that I'll steal the colours of the morning,
And in the clear sky on which your face I will paint,
Thus everytime I look up I will see nothing but you,

Stars of October sprinkled across my dreams,

Forming an axilation just like the smile on your face,

I woke up,

Gasping a hiatus of oxygen,

I realized that was a resonance of you,

reminding me of how much I care,

You have slipped into my life,

But my soul is unconscious,

Here, I know,

A forbidden true love is born,

Even when our heartstrings ae entangled beyond the clouds and stars,

Where distant can't measure,

I will,

Still love you.

Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart,
I was looking for an answer,
Somewhere,
And I didn't know it was right there.

But now I know what I didn't know,
Because you live,
Because you made me believe in myself like nobody else could have.
Because you live,
My world has twice as many Suns in the skies.

The kingdom of my heart rejoices,

Celebrating the birth of the answer you have found,

And I know,

The rain you see from your window has now turned into confettis of joy,

The making of an unborn love,

A long lost reunion of the last piece of heart,
Sweeping off the lonely void,

And now an almighty jewel, a power of nature.

Because you live,

your ray swoosh like a magic wand,

Turning my sorrows into hope,

No,

And answer I mean,

When I was about to wilt and die.

Because WE live, there is always a glow of glee,

When two lovebirds emerged as one soul.

Sky Painter

2008-10-29T15:19:00.004+08:00

Some very talented person I know, whom I call 'Sky Painter', wrote the above set of love poems. It's awesome. And therefore, you gotta see it.

Click to enlarge, anyway=)

P/S: Busybusybusybusybusy. STPM in 3 weeks time. JeeZ! Competitions and practices here and there. I might die before everything endsX( Oh, and also, ~~I hate Amber Chia. I seriously hope she doesn't sees this~~.

As Heavenly As He Sees It

2008-10-18T14:44:00.003+08:00

Last Thursday evening, while being later than usual for my violin lessons, I was very hungry at the same time.

It was 6.50pm and I haven't eaten a single crumb since 6.30am! More than 12 hours of starvation. Not really that of a big deal as my eating hours are often erratic.

In that nick of time and situation, the traffic was congested by office workers(where the area of the music school I'm teaching is located) going home at that hour.

Clear enough, I was desperate for the nearest parking space. So the nearest I got was right in front of Genki 5 Degree Japanese Restaurant. You Muarians will know where it is. The music school(Fine Arts & Music Academy) is around 70 steps away.

It was already 6.55pm when I got down the car. Even puzzled by myself, I couldn't understand why I did have the guts to decide to get some snacks before my first lesson, which starts at 7pm. It might sounded a lil' over, but I take my job seriously as much as I care for my students' progresses and punctuality(although I ain't punctual in lots of stuff; but job, yes).

And so I went in to Genki and ordered a take away snack. After going through 30 seconds of the menu, I ordered......french fries(in a Jap restaurant). Even the waitress gave me that kinda "Hmm?" look, which I would like to let her know, "you pissed me off". If I can't order fries in a Jap restaurant(which is quite 'wuliao' and weird), then don't fucking put it in your menu. And you're just a waitress, you're suppose to respect and be courteous to every single customer.

Forget about that.

Luckily, everything was done at 7.05pm. And when I got in the school, the clerk knows I'm sorry for being late by my facial expression. But she smiled and replied my expression by saying, "Don't worry, he(my first student) isn't here yet,".

I was relieved and told her, "Oh, okay, thanks=)". Well, I do feel bad to my students even if its 5 minutes late.

Just when I began to settle everything down in my studio, my first student's dad came knocking on the door. And he came in. A cute 5 year old boy who's my ONLY MALE STUDENT. Well, very few guys learn violin in fact. It's always either the guitar or piano. His name's Sean, btw.

Before I spoke to him, he asked, "Teacher, what's the yellow colour thing is there(the fries' paperbag)?."

I said, "Oh, that's french fries. You like french fries? You want?"

Sean, *Nods head* "Mm, papa always don't let me eat french fries."

Just straight after his sentence, I did kesian him for being robbed away the childhood happiness of fries-indulgence despite his parent(s)' good intention of being health-conscious towards him.

So, being the devil beyond his parents' surveillance, I handed him the packet of fries and we ate them away happily. I let him had most of it.

Here are some very lovely moments of him savouring what he call happiness:

I feel contented and full after that. Not because of the fries, but the feeling of watching him being really happy.

In my personal opinion, if somethings, like fries can make a kid happy like this one, why don't give it to them sometimes? Childhood is meant to be enjoyed, full of laughter and fun. It is suppose to be a platform for kids to keep their sweetest moments in life to be reminisced when they got older one day.

Just like parents themselves do had wonderful childhood memories back the good ole' days don't they? And even if some of them experienced solemn and bad childhood memories, the even more they should let their next generation to enjoy their childhoos to the fullest, so that it enables them to upbring themselves in a healthy and cheerful mind as they grow up.

Souvenir

2008-10-17T17:30:00.008+08:00

TBTB man!

*TBTB-An abbreviation invented by Xiaxue which means "Too Busy To Blog".

Anyway, in spite of my busyness, I got a souvenir. From Australia. Unfortunately, a very unconventional one.

Most of the time, people get koalas keychains, nougats, macadamia nuts, chocolates and the other cliche sort of Aussie souvenirs.

But I got something far more special that those. I got a beach in Perth to bitch about me. Cool not?=)

Nah, it's actually Weh Kiat, one of my annoying close friends who went to Perth during the Raya holidays. When he was on one of the beaches over there, he decided to tarner it by crafting a handmade souvenir to me.

Look at this:

Okay, the reason is, we call each other bitch in school, which apparently became a nickname for each other as well.

Dumb enuf?

Well, I still couldn't quite recall the reason we call each other 'bitch'. Hmm, not like we act or do bitches' stuff in school or what. I think it must be the overated sexited stories/theories/annecdotes/jokes etc. that we often discuss no-matter-who-the-heck-is-beside-us.

Anwyay, he's a funny nice friend. ~~Minus the moments when we put in sexual stuff on girls like~~.....Okay, ends here:)

*

Here are 2 unrelated pics of me and him to end this post.

Taken before the Photography Club photo session for school mag last month.

Me, the President, and him.

Kay. It ends. Gonna continue printing the whole bunch of STPM Sejarah trial papers from the other states.

Tedious, tedious weeks ahead. ZZZ.

I Am Music, You're My Voice

2008-10-10T10:43:00.003+08:00

One day, somewhere in time,

I want to write a song for the whole world to sing,

I want to write a song that moves terrains and oceans,

I want to write a song that make girls cry,

I want to write a song that penetrates one's heart,

I want to write a song for all men ot hear,

I want to write a song for children to rejoice,

I want to write a song that freezes time,

I want to write a song for a better world,

I want to write a song to raise sunshines of glee,

I want to write a song to unite all joy, divides sorrow,

I want to write a song to spray harmony in melody.

Would you want, me to write you a song? I'm always here to listen. You are my pleasure. In the name of music.

Debut Of The Last Love

2008-10-08T04:08:00.010+08:00

An Avenue Of A Forbidden Love | A Novel

........coming soon

I've always wanted to write a novel. But either it didn't materialize out of writer's block tumor, or the losing of the X-Factor of time.

Now it seems to be coming true, and I surprise myself with writing out a love story.

My fascination for both reading and writing has always been beating around the bush of suspense, thriller, crime, blasphemous rebellion, sex, gore-horror and all that disturbing morbidity.

Well, it seems that the sweetness of affectionate love came showering my mind's haven; causing flowers of dreamy, gentle demure innovations to bloom across oceans and heights laying on my membrane.

*They say, "original hatred is actually original love for oneself".

"Due to the crash between a chaotic world and complicated brain cells, we sometimes do need some moments to realize that the bad luck we got in the beginning is but a blesing in disguise."
~Henry Koh~

Ternyata Indah-Estrella

2008-10-07T04:18:00.005+08:00

To my 3rd love in life.......

Ku lihat dia

Pandangan pertama

Ternyata indah

Senyuman liriknya

Ku ingin dia

Saat pertama

Berjumpa dengannya

Membuat ku gelisah

Waktu berlalu

Hari demi hari

Hatiku dambakannya

Untuk bercinta lagi

Ku lihat dia

Pandangan pertama

Berjumpa dengannya

Membuat ku gelisah

Waktu berlalu

Hari demi hari

Hatiku dambakannya

Untuk bercinta lagi

*I really hate to miss you. I really hate to think of you. I really hate it when the very thought of you makes me cry. I really hate shotgun courtship. I really hate ecstacy love. I really hate comical relationship.

"Many a times, what lies naked to ur eyes are bindfolds of truth beyond our naked souls"

~Henry Koh~

Kiss Of Death

2008-10-04T12:00:00.003+08:00

*A Fiction-The Diary Of A Lost Girl

Drunken sex, for the second time in my life, has shuttled me to blissful paradise.

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The concoction was hard, the salt was hard, the poppus was hard, the mild drugs were hard and last but not the least, the penetration was hard, too.

Everything was hard.

12 types of different vodkas, added on with Chivas Regal and some evil alcohol shits, God it was the sweetest thing I've ever had before. And all that sniffing of necessary drugs halfway through was kinky.

I was still proud to say, "I'm okay, I'm not drunk" after I gulped away that bloody killer liquid. All that gullibility was just to make me realize how blatantly shallow and foolish I was to be jeered by a table of old timers.

When I dashed my way along the toilet with my lover for my usual 15 minutes hair check, the highness has begun.......up till' we reached his apartment.

Gosh, if I were to be alone, only God knows what will happen next. I was fantasizing a rape party in the club though. By all drunkards.

My lover knows best on taking advantage towards his drunk girlfriend. And so it did happen. And I like it.

It was wild, way too wild, too wild for a young girl like me.

"Innocent lies in civilization, whereas evilness came from the heart's nature core."

~Henry Koh~

You Know I Can't Smile Without You

2008-10-02T11:09:00.003+08:00

A Fiction-A Story Of A Lost Girl

*You know, some people wish to be blessed by the sunshine ray when they wake up.

But I've been a lilttle more greedy over that. Well, perhaps only that my greediness is simple, yet profound.

I've always wish that my morning will be a blended bliss of sunshine ray with your embracing arms over my naked body on the bed.

With the beam of sun heat over my closed-pore face, everything else I feel is your arms, making music of glee through my body.

This is almost perfect.

My perfecture of a dream morning will be least completed with Bossa Nova or Chilled Brazillian Jazz playing in the background, casting a spell of illusion in the air.

There your fingers go, gliding along my waist, knowing that it is one of my G-spots, turning me into a super impulsive horny bitch.

I moan, I moan, moan and moan, telling you my hounds are a token of giving thanks to your unintended skills of love.

During one of my hand flings reacting towards the stimulating of my next Gspot(the nipples), I flapped on your bone. Oh my daddy, You've got a boner already!

Like duh, who wouldn't when you feast on my alluring breasts which are tenderly soft like the pillows for making love. Oh my love, lie within my seduction as you feed on all your manlihood needs.

I couldn't help myself and went on fondling your hardrock dick like a blind girl exploring her Christmas package. Here I found, the hold of glory, jerking in my own palms, like an erupting volcano in need of stimulation.

I realized you dipped your two fingers into my mouth, collecting sufficient saliva to finger me underneath. Ahh........

I still remember how cheeky you were when you complimented my kid-like pussy. My reply was short, with a gag then turned into erotic squeals when your fingers glided like an eel in my genital.

YOu climbed on top of me, struting your man stick between my vibrant boobs, making both parties a merry merge, you and I.

I guess when my boobies sharpens your dick, you couldn't withold your jizz and make love with it to my lips. Man, I felt like it was gonna reach my esophagus. Damn it was scary, yet horny.

When I was swalowing you pre-jizz, I know something big's gonna happen. I couldn't stop it coz' you were gripping my hair pushing it so close to your pubes, not forgetting I ain't getting the right to talk when you lock my vocal cords with your dick, like a magical prison key. Oh my, oh my! I don't even dare to imagine the second part of our saga.

I am calling this psychological brutality.

to be continued..........

*Siblogence

2008-09-30T05:17:00.004+08:00

Woa, I haven't been blogging since like, almost a month ago.

Phuck.

Besides trials, I did waste lotsa times on some shits. I will crap more about it, in my personal anonymous blog(which has been functioning for some time but no one knows:D)

*

Back to this blog, the sad thing is, I have lotsa posts to put up, just that they are all in draft chunks and incomplete.

Or perhaps, coz' I'm in love^^

You know, they say love changes all. Although it's really cliche/bullshitty at times, and I still think it is now-but for the beginning part, yes.

Okay, I guess this is only a post to prove you guys I'm still not dead and that's it. Till' the next sane post.

Toodles~

P/S: The title is a new vocab I invented. You'll read that in one of my upcoming posts.

Frills Of The Thrills In The Making Of A Trial

2008-09-07T00:11:00.009+08:00

The ruffled thoughts came as one,
Entangled like a turbulence of hair,
By all that whiny roads of wisdom,
You seek and peeked at my ways of green.

I have not yet a single shit of clue,
Of the little devil I have shown,
Oh wait, I do have a clue,
Only it's coated as thick as glued.

Four strokes of heavy walls pumping down,
From my head to my toe to where my adrenaline sobs,
When the last of stones left my heart,
That is where my hip-hip hooray goes,

But now my head sows,
For a cup of indigenous liquid,
Of genuine intellects it stirs,
Bolting my mind with a brainstorm of bliss.

P/S: My trials starts on Monday. Wish me luck! Wish me luck! Well, I hope I can do it. I have promised myself two(perhaps three) nights of craziness with the craziest of people I love after my trials. I need these therapies to chill myself out before gaining back all the nerd nerves again for the big exam in November.

P/P/S: Oh, and I won't blog I think. For these trial weeks while. Miss you guys. Don't get horny without me, my babies. *winks=)

Hot Kiss

2008-09-04T23:05:00.002+08:00

Antagonizing pleasure,
Placed upon my lips,
Where dreams come true,
In just one kiss!

Sharing an afternoon of ecstasy,
Closing the door on reality,
Not even the thickest iceberg,
Could melt the lust I feel inside!

I shed my fears faster than my clothes,
The anticipation begins to unfold,
My heart begins to pound faster,
As you come closer,

Just one look from your eyes,
And I become hypnotized,
A river of sins, to which I concede,
Just one kiss, caused the undoing of me!,

Your lips gently pressed against mine,
A silent submission of tongues intertwined,
My mouth tenderly pressed against yours,
My voice trembles as you start to explore,

Electric shocks as your tongue touches mine,
An erotic dance of passing time,
My heart's racing as fast as yours,
My body's craving for something more!

Starving and Craving,
For an evening,
Of erotic bliss,
Where dreams come true,
In just one kiss.

When There's A Will, There's A Way

2008-09-03T10:21:00.001+08:00

Smart ass:)

The Street Of No Return

2008-09-02T23:31:00.003+08:00

You know, kissing someone in the back lane of a rural street is actually awesomely passionate.

Not to mention, especially when you're drunk.

All the caressing, body contact, face smooching and tongue-playing.

That's just so hot.

Oh, suck my lips and make it swell.

-I was just drunk and naive-

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After gaining back our sanities, I do secretly wish we could do this again. Hmm, perhaps in two more months to come.

Come on, babe *evil wink*

This time, more vodkas, more Heineken=)

P/S: Policemen, please don't come near.

From Nerd To Bird

2008-08-31T18:48:00.003+08:00

Yesterday night was............magical!

You couldn't believe the things that I've done, said and the one place that I've gone to.

Everything was something I held on my tighty principles which was once a strict NO-NO but they were all broken yesterday night.

I tell you, if you ever saw me and the things that I did last night, you couldn't believe it was me.

But the thing is, I'm not gonna tell you what was it.

Now I see, myself turning from a nerd to a bird, free and wild, roaming the every unexpected territories of life.

Not forgetting, starting to get addicted to it.

What was impossible is so possible now.

A Moment Of Crude, Blatant Realization

2008-08-30T02:45:00.002+08:00

*Saw and took it in one of the apparel boutiques along Jonker Street, Malacca.

Yes, it's hilarious, seems offensive and blasphemous(not really) BUT it's just a natural common thought from the mind of whoever who wants to say the 3 big words above isn't it?

Okay, now laugh.

My French Friend

2008-08-28T23:42:00.004+08:00

With Yumi

With Yumi's sis, Leena

I think, I begin to like all about France=)

Oh, this new found friend of mine lives in Paris anyway. He's cute eh? He's only 13.

Anyone interested to know him? Ask me-lor:D

Sexy P-Drive

2008-08-28T03:10:00.009+08:00

Look at my newly bought pendrive above=)

Very sexily done and decorated by Li Wei, a female junior in my school who has a sexily sweet voice too.

Lol.

I actually saw her own pendrive tied with a small cute ribbon and thought "Hey, this idea is fresh and creatively nice."

And so I asked her to transformed mine into something like hers, making my pendrive seems like it has been through a sex change surgery^^.

Though it may look feminine or whatsoever, I like it and think its kinda cool.

~Many a times, we lose out the chance to be ourselves because of the social pressure of what are said to be of "normal acceptance" and what's not.~

Such a waste isn't it? Just, be what you want as long as ya happy.

P/S: By saying Li Wei has a sweet voice, I really mean by saying it. Pretty much loved, the duet we sang together(All I Ask Of You). Singing with her again tomorrow for school's merdeka celebration. We'll be doing Jaclyn Victor's Gemilang. Hopefully, I'll have a video to upload it here.

P/P/S: Li Wei is my successor; the newly elected President of MCHSM. Well, DON'T think I'm being biased or what(though lotsa people has already do so, especially those who got low posts or nothing at all). She's really capable and I'm putting my full trust and hope in her. As expected, cold wars and politics are running after our AGM yesterday. May talk about it later.

Tata~

Just For Bore-Fun

2008-08-27T02:58:00.001+08:00

My so-called French Name:

Your French Name is:

Franck Fillion

What's Your French Name?

The Tribe Has Spoken

2008-08-27T01:46:00.004+08:00

I made a very hard decision today, together with my fellow subordinates.

-Just so you know, I hate what I've decided-

But I have no choice.

I can't let emotion and personal feelings harass me this time. I am doing what's best for the tribe.

So at this round, I barred sentiments nor feelings to drag me down again.

AGM will be held tomorrow.

So let's wait and see the drama and true lies.

Yesterday Has Gone

2008-08-24T21:06:00.004+08:00

*takes deep breath*

Fuh.

Everything is over now. Talentime, activities and soon my work.

Feels relieved but very contented. Very very contented.

I think we(the Music Club people) did a great job upon this year's Talentime. Successful I would say.

Not just that, we earned far beyond our actual profit expectations.

But then, of course this is not what I'm most proud of. The atmosphere, the spirit and the coming as one in music that we all seen yesterday are the things that makes me feel most glad about.

A special thank you to Faustina, who has always been there to assist me and injecting professional ideas for the event.

This goes the same to Mavin, Jia Hsin, Juin How, Josephine, my team of lower six organizing committees and the choir boys.

A big thank you to all of you. Without the involvement of you people, this event would not even be a reality.

Also, sorry for being ridiculously demanding, harsh and hot tempered at times, especially during Friday and yesterday. I had to do all that for the best sake of our project. Hope you guys could accept my apologies and understand the situation and pressure I was in.

*Ok, lazy to blog now. Need to study. Or else I'll die.

**I'll blog a full report on Talentime and my recent movements when, I'm bored and free.

Too much dramas at a time kill the audiences=)

P/S: The title of this post is the title of my newest song.

Finally, Our Club Tees Are Done

2008-08-23T02:52:00.003+08:00

*Click to enlarge the blur pics. You'll get super clear views.

Unbred Talent

2008-08-22T04:00:00.004+08:00

It's 4.20 in the morning now.

And I'm blogging to tell you how excited and fulfilling I am to have just completed composing my first piece of techno music.

Who ever thought of it before eh?

I'm super thankful to God and Yamaha's ingenuity. Super love the Yamaha keyboard. Works alot of magic for me.

Imma going the techno road from now! LOL~

P/S: Super busy due to the preparations for the "Back to Basics" Talentime 2008(will talk about it after it's over) and music arranging with the CCC band. My trials is about two weeks ahead. Gonna have a jumbo crazy schedule from now on.

P/P/S: Sorry, muh darling. It's not that I'm ignoring you, but I'm really busy. Pardon me. Love you.

Holy Shit

2008-08-16T02:42:00.013+08:00

EDIT: A few controversial lines deleted due to the consideration that I don't wanna get caught by the ISA. So the unlikely few of you who saw it, ya lucky.

I committed a crime last Wednesday night; while driving. I was speeding off the road, hoping to get in Wetex before it closes to get that last piece of nice T-shirt without giving a damn to the traffic lights' signals.

Like usual, I went on although it has already turned yellow. Don't tell me most of you guys didn't, especially when you're rushing for something==

We suppose to stop and we most likely didn't.

Ok-lor, I salah now. Not just that. I was fucking suay(unlucky) coz' a policeman saw it happened and tailed me. Eventually, I was instructed to stop by and was thinking "Wtf, this is gonna waste my time. Such cibai-ish crap".

FYI, I'm not afraid of anything. Coz' not like that was my first time kena saman=)

To my amusement, I thought,

"War, Malaysia's policemen super hardworking le. 10pm ady still patroling around watching out for unscrupolous drivers like me. Hmm, not bad, not bad. They must be doing the same stuff eradicating snatch theft, rapings, drug smugglers, kidnappers and so on. Our country is getting better."

Reread those Italic lines. Right or not you say? If that's true, seriously, Malaysia would be a better place to live in.

Hmm, ponder ponder, but why are they super hardworking doing traffic jobs le? Read on, and think.....why.

*Oops, not forgetting, they like to be involved in arresting people red-handed doing scandals, especially in the middle of their love-making process. So unconsiderate, should let people cum first ma. How turn off-ish. Porn DVDs seized from pirated DVD vendors aren't enough to feed their horniness I think. So they have to "catch live! watch it live!"

Juo ma lai xi ya de jing cha chao chi shuang hor?

So, I siao-siao get caught lor. Really my stupid fault ma. Putting on a dulan+sour face, I kinda grunted while showing him(the ~~perutbuncit~~policeman) my driving ID and IC.

He went on scribing my summon ticket(I thought he did at that time) and asked me stupid questions like your exam results, what do your parents do and what are you doing currently.

Let me tell you something guys: YOU HAVE THE RIGHTS TO NOT ANSWER THEIR STUPID ANNOYING QUESTIONS. THERE ISN'T ANY OBLIGATION TOWARDS PERSONAL INTEREST QUESTIONING DURING A TRAFFIC POLICE STOPPING.

They should just write you up a summon and keep shut their asses shut to save it for lecturing their own children.

And so without wanting to waste a further ounce of my precious time for that ill-sighted man still questioning me, I asked, "Ok, berapa?"

He said, "Murah je. Tiga ratus. Nanti suruh pak u bayar ye."

Ni lao mu de, so cheap you go pay yourself lor. AS IF HE REALLY WANTED TO GIVE ME THAT OFFICIAL PIECE OF SUMMON TO SCRAP MY ASS OFF.

My arse.

Ladies and gentlemen, let me show you the summon ticket he wrote to me that night.

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TADAH!~

As usual right?

You think he would really want to summon you, increasing the country's income and get nothing for himself?

Gone were those days, my friends.

Anyway, I was a lil' bit cleverer this time. I waited for him to initiate his true desire, not wanting to show myself begging him like a helpless crap.

And the time goes by, tick-tock tick-tock while he went round my car checking this and that(thinking of how to ask me for the R-word gua).

While he was standing right in front of my car looking at the beam lights, I felt like turning on my ignition key and bang him straight right there and then. Seriously.

Oh well, I'm not that evil la. Just like, you know, I was super annoyed by then. Want to ask for bribe ask la, pattern so much for what? Really.

Everyone has their patience, so does this policeman. He can't wait for any longer and asked, "Mau macam mana sekarang? Huh?"

Me(pretending not to know wth was he talking about): "You mau macam mana?"

Policemen: "Mau settle sini kah bayar saman?"

Asshole.

Me: "I ada RM20 aje. You mau you ambil. Saya takde lebih. Kalau tak ngam gua bayar saman."

Policeman: "Oklar, Rm20 boleh la. You masih pelajar saya pun mau tolong you. Lain kali jangan bla bla.........(argh! Bullshits! take the fucking money and keep your ass shut cannot zit?)

Policeman: "You letak kat bawah buku ni(the real summon book)."

And he passed the crappy paper he was writing just now to me.

Refer to the pic above.

Dulan or not you say? But it made me laugh; writing your name, IC, address and then rewrite your IC again. Lol.

What a laughing stock. How downgrading can our policemen be?

Nah, they aren't a bit downgrade also. People are now earing badges saying they are anti-bribery hor.

*vomits*

Yes, although it was my fucking fault, but they are much worse than that k? Not forgetting being so hypocritical and earning money in such a cheapo way.

P/S: While he was rounding my car checking nonsenses, I quickly took out all my RM50 notes from my wallet and sat on them. All left was two RM20 notes and a few RM1 in my wallet while I showed him my walletXD Even by giving RM20, it is a lot to them already, coz' they actually deserved nothing from you. We are paying the summons to the government, NOT policemen.

I Didn't Know They Existed

2008-08-09T02:45:00.005+08:00

If any of you people(Muarians, especially) knows where Zida Cake House is, you may agree to tell that it's a cold isolated place where everyone knows.

To those who know, we know there are some factors like location and publicity which made it clearly unseen by us. Right?=)

Anyway, all I kno about it was just the very one time I bought two pieces of fruit cakes, which were deliciously sweet, two years back.

Since then, I never stepped into it again; albeit seeing it almost everyday when I past the street it's located at.

But then again, I am always craving for its fruit cakes although I'm always hesitant to stop by evrytime I do so. Like I said, location.

It came back again on this day where I didn't go to school(having serious diarrhoea) and went roaming around the streets rewinding myself back to a better modee. And so I somehow just stopped right by the roadside without noticing Zida Cake House is just next to me=)

And of course I went in, not forgetting losing all the thoughts that I'm actually having diarrhoea and creamy cakes are such a no-no to me. This proves that lusts and desires overcome a man's willpower even when he's facing deep shitXD

To my disappointment, takde fruitcake lagi. *Sigh. Tinggal cupcakes saje. So, oklor, buy n see how.

Butter Cupcake

Chocolate Cupcake

Nice looking? They tasted as nice as they look too!!!~

So if you're keen, get one today. Haha. Nabeh, I sounded so boh liao promoting some cupcakes childish-ly.

Oh, for the finale, my diarrhoea became worse like three-fold after that. Pain like giving-birth. Fuh.

P/S: I don't know about how giving birth feels, but through common descriptions, I think I did feel that kinda pain. Lazy to describe it. Haiya, you know lar, those pain where you pressed on your stomach, mouth open wide, screaming and doing some body-squealing like some pets. Geddit?

I Love Natur E

2008-08-08T00:13:00.002+08:00

If you are also a vain person like me, regardless you're a guy or girl, you might be buying what I'm loving now.

I first saw the product above in the newspapers and then I went on to Guardian to look for it.

It's Natur E, a vitamin E oilment which can be applied to any scars or marks including pimple/blackhead/acne scars(that's the best part) on your body to make it dissappear in around 3 weeks.

I've tried a few Vitamin E oilments/supplement/stickers before this but they sucked. Since the Natur E advertisement praises it like super bodek-ing, might sought just try some luck lor.

And it works. Yay~

Pricing wise, it's quite pricey compared to the others but still, everything is fine, for the sake of beauty.

Only that you gotta bear with the annoying smell(coz' it is said that it's made form herbs) and the very greasy feeling on your skin. So, it's best applied before bedtime.

All of these makes me wonder, how advance and deceptive science has already be, making better self-made perfection of our lives.

Obscene BBQ

2008-08-08T00:04:00.004+08:00

Look carefully at the 3 pictures below.

If any of you still remember, I blogged about doing after-dinnner BBQ's at granny's place on Saturday nights.

Yup, so this is another one that we did few weekends ago. But there's some interesting crap.

If you are pervertic and horny like me, you will of course notice what's special with picture number 3. Riiiightt?

Okay, it was done by purpose. I mean, the shape of the potatoes and hotdog. Faham kan? But nobody actually noticed it and so I took a pic of it.

Anyway, the whole post is supposed to present a boring random tabloid like this.

Before I end, I wanna show a camwhore pic of myself. Taken after the BBQ thingy in granny's living room.

Tadah!~

Taken using my phone's front camera. I like the effect of the front camera although its resolution is clearly blurrish. But then, less pimples and it kinda turned out auto-photoshopped for you. Lol.

My phone's front camera's magic was first discovered by Kenn though, an ardent camwhorer himself.

Shit, I think I begin to look fat=(

I Have Fat Blood

2008-08-07T23:05:00.004+08:00

P/S: Words/captions later. Pics first.

Granny's 81 (",)

2008-08-06T23:00:00.006+08:00

Blowing candles

Makin' wishes~~~*"Wish Henry got all 4 flat As for STPM, found his true love^^...."

Coffee is a must in my family, no matter what's going on(although I don't drink)

*The wishing part was made up by me, but then who knows she really wished for that?",

My very much beloved grandma is 81 years old this year. Whee~

We(the family) are all glad and excited in ushering her 81st birthday.

But the birthday plan was kinda turned off during last minute coz' most outstation/overseas family members' can't make it to come back on that day. And so had a warm family dinner outside and then to Uncle Hang Boo's house for the b'dae cake surprise.

I can still remember the grand celebration we had for her 70th birthday. The whole of Star Restaurant(kinda big shot chinese restaurant famous for holding banquets for Muar people) was reserved for her birthday party(is this the right word?) and hundreds of family friends, who so and so were invited.

I was still a 8 years old cuteblurinnocent~~virgin~~ boy back then. And my dad was still around. I remember presenting a song together with Willie and dad accompaniying us on the guitar during that night.

Coming to think of that, I was quite fascinated by the fact that both my brother and I have no stage fright issues since young. I had my first performance(singing) in front of a large crowd since the age of 5. No joke. The sweet song was My God Loves Me.

Well, why do you think I am such a person who's loud and shyless today?=)

Back to my grandma, she's definitely one of the women in my life that I'm very proud of. Albeit her rocking age, she's still active in various activities like waitan kung, choir, frequent holidays and travelling with her friends and family and the chio-est thing is we the third generation almost find no trouble getting along well with her-coz' there isn't a feel of generation gap between us.

She watches the movies we(her grandchildren) watch, crake teenage jokes and laugh together with us, open minded, never ever superstitious(death was never a taboo to her), has good music taste, tuck in our activities, follow us go shopping, karaoke etc.

Another amazement about her is her taste. She's like the coolest grandma man! Well, during times like Christmas or our birthdays, we couldn't quite believe the presents she got for us. We get clothes form Samuel&Kevin, SODA, Baleno, Ip Zone, Billabong, Quiksilver(the normal brands that she's familiar with) from her!!! COOL ANOT YOU SAY? And her taste is sometimes better than our parents'.

After getting presents, we will usually ask, "Walao, ah ma, this one really you bought one ar?" and tehn she will laugh and said "Yalar, you think your ah ma suaku(obsolete/old-fashioned) ar?" How to find such ah ma you say?

I personally saw her once shopping in Mid Valley's S&K but kept quiet coz' obviously she was shopping for us^^. I wonder how would those retail workers reacted to her shopping there.

Anyway, I hope she can continue to live healthily and we get to spend as much wonderful moments with her in the future.

One thing that I commonly enjoy doing with her-me playing the piano while she taps on my shoulders and sings along. Super nice and enjoying. I hope we could we this more often.

Happy 81st Birthday, Ah Ma!<3

A Very Piss-ful Day

2008-08-04T17:31:00.000+08:00

I am damn screwed.

Very speechlessly screwed.

The International New South Wales University English Quiz will be held tomorrow and I don't get to enter. Well, wtf.
A Malay poem of mine was plagiarized completely and won some competition by some bastard. On another side note, I didn't know that people actually do like my poems and hell, it got recognitions as well. How very frustrated and pissed off.

I-AM-SCREWED.

Very, very pissed off.

All because of some people's jealousy, selfishness and hatred.

Even if you hate me much, what fucking rights do you have to get all these done to me? I deserved none of them!

Whatever. What is done is done. And I won't just lose out and do nothing in return. Not like the very stupid and naive me before this.

Just watch out. What goes around, comes around, assholes!

You Don't Mess With The Corny CBox

2008-08-01T03:17:00.004+08:00

I can sense dramas coming in my CBox.

Or, it's already happening=) Check it out.

Ya' all know I love dramas. Whee!~

P/S: Title inspired by the movie "You Don't Mess With The Zohan". Watch it d. Super funny. Love Adam Sandler a lot. I may make a review on it and many other movies that I've watched recently.

More Than Words-I'm Extremely Happy

2008-08-01T03:00:00.006+08:00

And at last, I learned how to play this song, More Than Words by Extreme(damn long ago, since 1992 if not mistaken) on the guitar.

I-AM-VELI-HAPPY.

After all these years of admiring people who can actually hit out this song looking so cool on their guitars, I can now finally do it all by myself.

Well, this encounter taught me a lesson too. The reason that I didn't bother to go learn this song on the guitar is because all these while, I thought this song must be in some super hard key and guitar fingerings.

BUT THEN, I found out it's just something like Richard Clayderman-deceivingly easy to play but sounds damn hard to play. It's in F# major btw. But I do it in G-easier.

Music can be a lil' tricky sometimes=)

Anyway, I am soo gonna perform this someday. Thinking of doing a cover and shoot in in Youtube too:D

Besides, there's one line in the song that I like it very much-the first line of the bridge part:

"What would you do, if my heart was torn in two......."

*Heart wrenching with tears. Lol.

If you happen to like this song as well(which I doubt most of you already know and like it), okay-those who really really like this song, here's a great cover for you to watch.

Nice right? Her voice and all those jazz do-overs.

MUET Results Drama

2008-07-31T23:59:00.002+08:00

NOTE: This post was supposed to be shown some weeks ago but due to the current Streamyx sucking, I'm only able to post it now-all for the pictures' sake.

Finally, the long awaited moment has come. Anticipate no more.

I was so worried and excited to know my MUET results especially a day before it was officially announced.

I stayed very awake and waited until 12.10am on the announcement day and quickly sent a SMS to the MPM hotline.

Everything was relieved after I received the SMS. Jason also gave me a call to tell me my results coz' apparently he was checking for me too.

Honestly speaking, my reaction was just, 'okay only' when I saw my results. Not damn happy or super excited. But I was relieved. Not that I'm complaining getting a Band 5 isn't good enough, but of course I did aim to score Band 6.

Well, so now everyone knows my true desire; despite of all the unconfidence and act-humbleness I was showing all these while in school towards MUET. But then again, who doesn't aims for perfection, right?>

-oops, if any of you here doesn't knows what MUET is, it's an abbreviation for Malaysian University English Test-

And so I went to school the next day showing cool and all the steadiness while everyone(who doesn't knows about the SMS results notification thingy) was anxious and in all moods to know their results.

ANYWAY, photos-photos first=)

My overall result slip-click to enlarge and sneer at me NOT.

Okay, after all that pengumuman keputusan assamualaikum bla-bla, me mood changed a little.

I felt, and still feeling now, that, "Hey, I actually scored quite well what. Considered ~~very~~good lor."

After viewing all the very long-winding statistics(I checked it from since the last few years), I felt more happy realizing my results CAN be considered as......urm, quite good. Haha.

For Johor's standard, I think, very good.

Here's some infos to make me feel more contented:

For the last 4 years, there isn't a single person in Muar, and other districts in Johor(except Kluang, JB and perhaps Batu Pahat-not sure) who got Band 6 for MUET. Hideous or not you say?--as if Johor's standard of English isn't at least a lil' excellent. Well, I might agree. Yes=D.
We can count the numbers of Band 6 scorers IN THE WHOLE OF MALAYSIA using your ten fingers and perhaps some toes. *Top 2 high MUET scorers' states: Selangor and Ipoh.
And apparently, getting 250 marks and above(high Band 5) in MUET 'is veli chio oledi'-students, teachers and the MOE will have to agree to that. Oops, I just passed 250!^^~
Back at home, in my school(HSM)-only two persons scored above 250. Faustina(255) and me. Well, she's got 5 more marks to perfection while me, 9 marks(will talk about the 'suayness' later).

*Band 6-the highest Band in MUET; excellent English user; if achieved, one can skip the English course while at Uni.

Now, about the 'suayness' in my results. Look at my result slip once more and take note of my Listening marks.

31.

Yes, a very unforgiving thing I would want to accept. Full marks-45. AND I GOT 31-highest in my school for this year's MUET some more. Wtf can you believe that?

Did we talk cock, blabbered shit or what? Are all of us like dumbass 'i-dunno-how-to-speaking-engelis-lar' students? Fuck you, NO.

I remembered I spoke and presented my ideas very well and with much confidence during the Listening test, and so did my other 3 Listening group members-Eddy, Ah Seng and Chin Fu. They got 20++. Everything just went on smoothly but we got shit at last. WTF.

You know why?

I think, it's the bitchiness and selfishness of the examiners. Everyone knows HSM always get very low marks for MUET's Listening test.

So does this means HSM's students can't converse well in English or remarkably the suckiest English speakers in Muar?

HELL NO.

In fact, in a more perasan/bu-yao-lian tone, I would say we deserve to be the best scorers.

You see, when you are good or famous at some point, people gets jealous and tries to pull you down.

This goes to our beloved douchebag Listening examiners, in my personal opinion.

Most of they are either teachers from Tangkak or Matriculation college lecturers. War, sounded quite chio right? Ya right. My arse.

First of all, CAN YOUR TANGKAK STUDENTS THEMSELVES SPEAK PROPER ENGLISH? *piak*. This question is a tight slap of realization to those examiners, I know. And sorry to all Tangkak Form 6 students, I don't mean to holler a disgrace to ya' all. But for controversy's sake, I need to make things sound more dramatic.

Okay lar, I am sure there are some(or alot of) good English speakers/high MUET scorers among you guys. Happy?

-a lot of times, people like to hear lies that makes them happy. This means, self-deceiving is actually therapeutic. So, you won't be surprised if one day your friend's all happy after hearing you lying about some goodness which he/she doesn't really has-

Okay, I know the line above is quite irrelevant. Screw that. Attention here.

Let's say we have a bunch of examiners from the British Council, I can still(but still think it's unfair after a few minutes) accept the result for my Listening test. But for those we had, eew.

Seriously, eew.

Lemme recall something for you to laugh at.

The way those Matriculation lecturers spoke to us while giving instructions before we sat for the Listening test.

"Okay boys, you all boleh duduk sini for awhile while I dengan my other partner(what partner, hello? Say 'another examiner' also dunno ar?@@) prepare your borang and then we will call you in. Oh, you must listen to the bell. Once I press the bell, group pertama.......err, the first group can enter".

And so we went into the classroom.

*hears sound of chip-chirping/whispering in the Rojak Language between the two examiners about something very trivial while fidgeting their legs and chairs clumsily-coz' apparently these examiners are always fat, so once they move an inch of their body, the whole body will react together; imagines oversized stomach humping on desk....*.

Oh, how very unprofessional.

I shall stop criticizing them here, although I have a few more lines of their very excellent English conversation to promote over here. I am starting to feel guilty.

My point here is, if NOT because of jealousy and selfishness(scared later our results will be better than their school's), then I have to say those examiners are not qualified thus undeserving to BE AN EXAMINER OF SUCH AN IMPORTANT EXAMINATION.

If I got soem reasonable and good examiners, and say I got 40 marks for Listening(which I am quite confident that what I actually should get), I already got a Band 6.

And so the same thing goes to many others like Faustina and those who had between-Bands borderline results where they left a few marks to get a better Band.

I'm seriously sick of all these injustices happening to innocent students like us. Our school's famous and is that our fucking fault? Is it someone's fault if he or she is good?

But it always happened the other way round where jealous people rules and dived in their underhanded dirty contentments.

Well, KARMA happens. Karma happens.

It's saddening to hear news of some of my seniors(who have very good commands in English and duh, in speaking) getting some very ridiculous marks for listening, like 28? 29?

And who knows the 'curse of HSM's MUET Listening'(yes, until some even said this-so can you see how blatant that something wrong is happening?) bestowed upon my badge.

Fucking suay. URGHHHH.

P/S: I'm a real King Bimbo. After reading this blog entry, I am laughing to myself thinking how childish I can go to rant over an "afterall it's just an exam" stuff.

But I still decided to post it, considering the fact that someone must voice out injustices like those so at least it's exposed to more people now.

And I really really wished that something would be done so in times to come, I hope juniors in my school won't suffer such fate.

May the curse be broken. To hell with those who gave unfair scores in exams. MOE should wrap you with stringent law enforcements. FUCK YOU!

Word Of The Day

2008-07-30T14:42:00.002+08:00

I can't help but kept laughing when I saw this uncanny vocab on Dictionary.com's "Word Of The Day".

"pusillanimous \pyoo-suh-LAN-uh-muhs\, adjective.
Meaning: Lacking in courage and resolution; contemptibly
fearful; cowardly. "

I don't think I'm gonna use it like, often. It sounded so pussy to me. Lol.

5 Year Old Blind Girl Plays The Piano-Very Touching

2008-07-29T20:55:00.008+08:00

Yes, this definitely made me cry, and went very lost in speech. What a reverend awe to gasp.

She's born blind, abandoned by her biological parents and never had any piano lessons before! She could just listen to a tune and then play it when she was only 3yo!

And man, she can even sing while playing on the piano. It's really, really touching.

How more amazing can we witness on an extraordinary genius like her!

She's like a blessing from heaven. A very beautiful God-sent.

Once again, music has no boundaries.

Love Love Love

2008-07-29T02:30:00.005+08:00

Here' a short post showing the last three recent tees I've got/purchased with me feeling very contented over 'em till' I'm blogging about it now.

1ST:

Fake Nike Total 90 jersey-bought from Wang Kiat(he and Zhi Meng are currently selling pirated/fake Nike/Adidas goods through a catalouge in school*nowadays pirated goods also have catalougue wor*. Business is quite good).

The truth is, I'm happy coz' it's cheap and it feels no different from the genuine ones(I have 'em too so I know). The material is unbelievably soft and cool. I still thought it'll be kinda itchy wearing it.

So, who really cares when it comes to whether it's ori or not. Right? But people do care when it's either RM 159 or RM 28(",)

Okay, I'm too much a cheap cheapo. Don't learn form me. Buying/supporting pirated/fake goods is a crime. Should be, right anot?

2nd:

Rock music tee given by my cousin Wei Han(he can't wear coz' he's grown fat). To be honest, the tee is a lil' bit tight>.<

Although for most of the time when anything about music is cool for me, this one kinda attracts more of my attention. Like it, like it.

3rd:

Typical 'I Love NY' trademark motiff plagiarised into becoming 'I Love Music'. Purchased from Crazee Cauza. This is one of the brand's more decent tees.

Price: RM 45.90.

But my likeness for this one is just, okay. I think the Music Club tee that I designed with the help of Shawn is better looking than this.

Ahah! That reminds me of my club's new tee. I'll show it in my following post. Kinda excited to show ya' all.

Poh & Wee's B'dae

2008-07-29T01:53:00.004+08:00

This post should be here by some weeks ago.

Lemme recall, if not mistaken, it should be posted on the 4th of July, which was Yuan Chun(Poh) and Kok Wee(Wee)-my two very ~~irritating~~lovely classmates' birthday.

Note: The delay is caused by an old hog, Mr. Streamyx, who has been such a hideous slow bitch for a month or so. It's at least, getting better to the point where I can successfully post up pictures in blogger. Get it?

And yes, we gave them a surprise classroom b'dae party(it's a tradition in my class if your birthday happens to fall on a Friday-kinda weird I know) while the both of them are still pulling a sulky moody face and must be(I think) wondering that after all their birthday is like any mundane school days.

Worst still, it was actually an exam day-we had Makroekonomi for UK2 exam on that very same day.

Okay, I'm lazy to do some more nice talking and describing. So I'll just put on captions below the pics while you ooh, aah, lol and eew at them.

So here it goes:

Blowing the super-hard-to-blow candles(I don't know what are those candles called). Look at Kok Wee's jam stuck mouth=D

Damn 'kiam siap'(stingy) lor, our class treasurer who bought this cake. So small but expect all 19 people can have it. Well, I'm just kiddin' coz' apparently not many people are interested in the cake.

My share

Starting to camwhore/taking boh liao pictures.....

Ah Poh is white like shite. I doubt that he's also using that Nano Whitenor moisturizer(class secret)XD

Hiao hiao. Look at Poh's squinted eyes. FYI, this is the most successful take for this pic where Ah Poh didn't blink his eyes. So we thought it's the best though squinted:/

Honestly, this is the most vulgar picture of myself that I ever posted on my blog. Sorry but we were a bit too high back then.

Eric said sarcastically, "That's a very good example of a prefect" when he saw this as my display pic on MSN. I felt a bit guilty after that, really>.<

After giving a third look at this pic on this posting window, I think it's actually quite ugly. Both of us. But I decided not to retract it, citing a reminder of a moment of truth-no fakey pose/positions to look nice in pics~

And I got a kiss from the b'dae boy too^^~ Btw, he's infamous for kissing guys in pictures.

For these two pics below(athough ugly), they are a commemoration for the first time, first day, and first place of wearing a pair of coloured contact lenses in my entire life.

Can hardly see the colour, I know. Fret not, coz' I can always post up morrreee coloured contact lenses pics after this(I sense shivers form you people). Haha.

Anyway, it's a pair of gray colour contact lenses but it somehow turned out looking gray-blueish on my eyes. Chio not? And of course I SUPER LOVE IT!<3

P/S: I am quite happy that I am able to post up this post(the pics, especially), as both my PC and I had suffered from the tortoise Streamyx trauma for weeks. Btw, the last two pics above are also an excuse to post up more camwhoring pics of myself on my blog. Way more to come up next~~~

I Need To Be Mean, So Don't Hate Me

2008-07-28T09:49:00.002+08:00

I haven't been blogging for 3 days, and my hands are so itchy now=).

Blogging is now obviously a vague addiction to me.

So........

I'm gonna blog some very(or not very) picturesque posts after this, considering the fact that my streamyx connection is getting better and not being such a horrible slow bitch anymore.

P/S: As for my title above, it's blatant that I spoke nothing in concurrent to it. I was suppose to talk about it when I was blogging this post in school earlier(up to the second line, before the teacher on duty had some urgent rush and needed to close down CC le HSM), you see. And by now I am not in the mood to talk about it already. I'll do, if the mood comes back someday, sometime:)

Hang Tuah Is NOT A Malay

2008-07-24T09:48:00.009+08:00

If you happened to know Fabian too and haven't read his post about the whole Hang Tuah thingy, you gotta read it now. I purposely copied the whole post from his blog where he extracted it from somewhere else too. And yes, the whole agenda debating that Hang Tuah wasn't a Malay, after all.

After reading his post, I did some deep researches about the truth of it. I even asked my history teachers and they told me the same thing that Hang Tuah wasn't actually a Malay.

In short, I was a tad bit over crazy about this topic not so long ago and find every source that I could linking to the same topic.

Okay, I know it's a lil' bit lame and crazy for me to be so excited, but excuse me coz' I am very interested in History and is always excited to know new founding/theories/debates of existed written history texts.

And this is a pretty interesting one.

Read on......

Monday, July 14, 2008 | 5:13 AM

my classmate has told me an intersting article about Hang Tuah in the net. And I managed to get it and would like to share it with everyone. Hope you enjoy reading!!

The article entitled "Hang Tuah Berbangsa Cina" (Hang Tuah is a Chinese) is written in bahasa Malaysia, the national language of Malaysia, I hope to be able to translate it into English once I have some time. For forumites who understand Malay it makes interesting reading though.

Hang Tuah Berbangsa Cina
oleh : Shahabudeen Jalil

Ramai di kalangan anggota masyarakat kita terutamanya orang-orang Melayu menganggap Hang Tuah adalah legenda pahlawan Melayu. Pada hakikat sebenarnya Hang Tuah bukanlah dari keturunan Melayu sebagaimana yang disangkakan. Itulah yang bakal dihuraikan dalam artikel ini.

Selama ini orang-orang Melayu telah terkeliru atau mungkin tertipu dengan kedudukan Hang Tuah sebagai legenda pahlawan Melayu yang dibangga-banggakan. Hang Tuah sebenarnya telah diMelayukan untuk tujuan kemegahan semacam bentuk yang tercatat pada Robin Hood.

Di dalam bilik-bilik darjah, dewan-dewan kuliah atau seminar bermotifkan sejarah atau kajian sejarah hanya membincangkan tentang kepahlawanan, kebijaksanaan serta kesetiaan Hang Tuah. Kisah Hang Tuah yang diagung-agungkan ini telah menenggelamkan keadaan sebenar tentang asal keturunannya.

Di kalangan masyarakat Melayu dewasa ini telah timbul semacam keraguan tentang pahlawan mereka ini, apabila penghormatan kepada pahlawan mereka mula dipersendakan dengan reaksi-reaksi melampau seperti kelihatan dalam filem Hang Tuah.

Keraguan terhadap kedudukan Hang Tuah sebagai pahlawan Melayu telah menghasilkan satu penyelidikan dijalankan terhadap asal usul keturunan secara hipotesis. Jika pepatah Melayu sendiri telah mengatakan ¡®bahasa jiwa bangsa¡¯ dan ¡®manusia mati meninggalkan nama¡¯ . Bagaimana pula kita hendak menafikan kenyataan ¡®nama menunjukkan bangsa¡¯. Bahasa ¡®nama¡¯ merupakan identifikasi yang cukup jelas untuk mengetahui jenis sesuatu bangsa itu.

Bukti yang dapat menerangkan asal-usul Hang Tuah setakat ini, hanyalah dapat disandarkan pada namanya. Oleh itu satu kajian secara hipotesis telah dijalankan dengan bersandarkan kepada ¡®nama¡¯ manusia untuk memperolehi jawapan tentang asal-usul Hang Tuah sebenarnya.

Dalam perbendaharaan nama-nama orang Melayu semasa zaman kesultanan Melaayu Melaka, tiada terdapat nama-nama seumpama Hang Tuah, Hang Kasturi, Hang Jebat, Hang Lekir, Hang Lekiu, ringkasnya ringkasan yang bermula dengan ¡®Hang¡¯. Sejarah juga telah mencatatkan nama-nama dari bangsa Cina yang bermula dengan Hang, Tan, Maa dan Lee. Ia bergantung kepada suku kaum atau asal-usul keturunan mereka dari wilayah tertentu dari China. Kemungkinan untuk mendakwa bahawa gelaran ¡®Hang¡¯ telah dianugerahkan oleh Raja-Raja Melayu juga tiada asasnya.

Mengikut kertas kerja yang dihasilkan oleh Mohd. Yunus Ibrahim dari Jabatan Sejarah UKM dengan tajuk ¡®Melaka 1400-1511 Dari Aspek Kemasyarakatan,¡¯ cuma menyatakan bahawa sesuatu penghormatan, ketaatan atau kedudukan adalah diberi gelaran seperti Bendahara, Paduka Raja, Temenggung, Laksamana, Shahbandar dan Mandulika.

Mengikut buku ¡®Sejarah Melayu¡¯ edisi W.G. Shellabear penerbitan Malaya Publishing House Ltd. Singapore halaman 123-131, menyatakan tentang Tun Perpatih Putih, iaitu utusan Sultan Mansur Shah ke negeri China telah membawa balik bersamanya seramai 500 orang dayang serta Puteri Hang Li Po. Sultan Mansur Shah dikatakan telah berkahwin dengan puteri dari China ini dan telah menghasilkan anak bernama Paduka Mamat.

Perkara yang menarik dari edisi W.G. Shellabear ini ialah munculnya nama puteri Hang Li Po. Hasil perkahwinan ¡®campur¡¯ antara puteri Hang Li Po dengan Sultan Mansur Shah, telah dikurniakan seorang putera dan telah diberi nama Paduka Mamat. Nama Paduka Mamat adalah nama Melayu dan tidak pula berlaku nama ¡®Paduka Hang Mamat¡¯ sebagai penghargaan kepada puteri Hang Li Po, contohnya. Sejarah telah membuktikan bahawa nama-nama dari keturunan Cina biasanya bermula dengan Hang, Tan, Maa dan Lee bergantung kepada suku kaum mereka dan dari wilayah tertentu asal mereka.

Jika dihubungkaitkan dengan nama Hang Tuah dari sebutan loghat Cina adalah berbunyi seperti Hang Too Ah. Nama Hang Jebat berbunyi Hang Jee Fatt, Hang Lekir pula seperti Hang Lee Ker, manakala Hang Lekiu seperti Hang Lee Kiew. Mengikut prosedur tentang suku kata nama bangsa atau keturunan Cina, biasanya cuma terdiri dari 3 suku kata sahaja. Nama Hang Kasturi pula diragui kerana 4 suku kata walaupun ia bermula dengan perkataan Hang. Perkataan Kasturi pula ada berbaurkan loghat bahasa Melayu.

Terdapat 3 andaian hasil kajian secara hipotesis yang dijalankan.

Pertama : Hang Kasturi adalah berbangsa Melayu tetapi bergaul rapat dengan anak cucu dari rombongan puteri Hang Li Po.

Kedua : Nama sebenarnya ialah Kasturi tetapi telah digelar Hang Kasturi oleh 4 orang rakan karibnya yang berketurunan Cina sehingga menjadi sebutan yang kekal.

Ketiga : Mungkin nama Cina sebenar Hang Kasturi sukar disebut oleh masyarakat tempatan. Oleh itu mereka telah memberikannya nama baru mengikut loghat orang Melayu tempatan dan nama ini telah diterima dengan baik oleh beliau.

Perkara lain yang menarik ialah petikan kertas kerja Ong Hak Ching. Jabatan Sejarah UKM ada mengatakan bahawa Sultan Mansur Shah telah memberikan tempat kediaaman di Bukit Cina kepada puteri Hang Li Po serta 500 orang dayang-dayangnya. Anak-anak cucu mereka digelar ¡®biduanda Cina¡¯ juga bermakna golongan yang dilindungi. Sama ada yang sudah memeluk Islam atau masih memeluk agama asal mereka.

Terdapat 3 andaian secara hipotesis mengenai hal ini.

Pertama : Tidak kesemua dari anggota rombongan puteri Hang Li Po yang memeluk agama Islam.

Kedua : Hang Too Ah, Hang Jee Fatt, Hang Lee Ker, Hang Lee Kiew, adalah keturunan dari rombongan puteri Hang Li Po.

Ketiga : Keempat-empat sahabat ini kemudiannya telah memeluk agama Islam tetapi mengekalkan sebutan nama mengikut loghat bahasa Melayu atas sebab-sebab tertentu, seperti Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, Hang Lekir dan Hang Lekiu.

Hal yang lebih lanjut mengenai Hang Kasturi. Telah timbul percanggahan pendapat sejak dahulu lagi, sepertimana kajian secara hipotesis ini meragukan tentang nama sebenar Hang Kasturi. Percanggahan pendapat ini berlaku antara pengarang ¡®Sejarah Melayu¡¯ dan pengarang ¡®Hikayat Hang Tuah¡¯ mengenai siapa sebenarnya telah menderhaka kepada Sultan Melaka. Pengarang Sejarah Melayu menuduh Hang Kasturi manakala pengarang Hikayat Hang Tuah Pula menuduh Hang Jebat.

Pertama :Tersirat sesuatu hal yang unik dan tersembunyi tentang kedua-dua tokoh pahlawan ini sehingga tidak ada satu kata sepakat di kalangan kedua pengarang serta pakar sejarah lampau.

Kedua : Pengarang ¡®Sejarah Melayu¡¯ telah menggunakan bahan dalam penulisannya secara mengambil pendapat lisan dan tiada ada satu penyeledikan terperinci, kerana ia menyentuh kisah-kisah yang terlalu luas serta hal-hal yang menyeluruh.

Ketiga : Pengarang ¡®Hikayat Hang Tuah¡¯ adalah lebih formal kerana menggunakan semacam bentuk kajian sehingga dapat menggariskan hal-hal peribadi Hang Tuah secara lebih detail.

Hasil kajian secara hipotesis ini telah membuktikan pengarang Hikayat Hang Tuah mempunyai banyak kelebihan dan penulisannya tentang hal Hang Jebat yang telah menderhaka kepada Sultan, adalah diterima mengikut hukum asal. Rumusan daripada kajian yang dijalankan telah menghasilkan penemuan baru yang melibatkan kedudukan Hang Tuah sebagai legenda pahlawan Melayu. Mengikut kajian hipotesis ini, Hang Tuah merupakan pahlawan yang telah diMelayukan demi untuk kemegahan atau simbol kepada orang-orang Melayu. Kita lihat bagaimana hipotesis ini menerangkan asal-usul Hang Tuah.

Hang Tuah adalah anak cucu kepada keturunan rombongan puteri Hang Li Po yang datang ketika pemerintahan Sultan Mansur Shah. Nama sebenar Hang Tuah ialah Hang Too Ah. Tetapi bertukar kepada nama sebutan Hang Tuah apabila pahlawan ini memeluk agama Islam dan berkhidmat kepada Sultan Melaka.PengIslaman Hang Tuah telah mempengaruhi 3 orang rakan karibnya iaitu Hang Jee Fatt, Hang Lee Ker dan Hang Lee Kiew. Keempat-empat sahabat baik ini juga bergaul rapat dengan Kasturi, iaitu rakan sebaya mereka yang berbangsa Melayu. Mereka juga menggelar Kasturi dengan gelaran Hang Kasturi sebagai tanda satu persahabatan yang abadi.

Kelima-lima sahabat ini mula masyhur di kalangan istana apabila mereka menyelamatkan Bendahara dari serangan orang mengamuk. Mereka berlima kemudiannya memeluk agama Islam. Nama-nama mereka mengikut loghat Melayu telah tersebar dengan cepat dan meluas samada di kalangan istana atau orang-orang Melaka ketika itu termasuk nama Hang Kasturi.

Tiada bantahan yang pernah dibuat ketika itu kerana masyarakat Melayu zaman itu telahpun menganggap anak cucu dari rombongan puteri Hang Li Po sama seperti saudara Melayu mereka. Demikianlah serba ringkas kisah Hang Tuah yang berasal daripada keturunan puteri Hang Li Po dari kajian hipotesis ini.

Berdasarkan hipotesis ini juga bererti orang-orang Melayu telah kehilangan seorang pahlawan lagenda yang selama ini mereka bangga-banggakan. Walaupun demikian orang-orang Melayu telah terselamat daripada tuduhan menderhaka kepada Sultan. Hang Jebat atau nama asalnya Hang Jee Fatt yang telah menderhaka kepada Sultan bukanlah daripada keturunan orang Melayu Jati.

Berdasarkan hipotesis ini juga bererti orang-orang Melayu telah kehilangan seorang pahlawan lagenda yang selama ini mereka bangga-banggakan.Walaupun demikian orang-orang Melayu telah terselamat daripada tuduhan menderhaka kepada Sultan. Hang Jebat atau nama asalnya Hang Jee Fatt yang telah menderhaka kepada Sultan bukanlah daripada keturunan orang Melayu Jati?

Isi Cerita:
In June 1998, the government of Malaysia had hired a team of experts
from across the continent to be gather here in Malaysia for a research
project to compliment the history studies that we undertaken in our
secondary school. The objective of the research is simply:

1. To find prove and evident that show the Malays are the origins of
Malaysia and they are the first race and religion that lands their foot
in Malaysia.

2. To further strengthen their claims, first they need to find the grave
yard of the Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, Hang Lekiu and etc..to show the
existant of their pioneer.

3. The Batu bersurat in Terengganu, reveals that the islamic religion
has landed in malaysia for a hundred years ago which further strengthen
their claims!

That is why, we are taught with sejarah (history of malaysia)!!!!

BEWARE & OPEN YOUR EYES!!! go ask your brother, sister, niece, newphew
and etc. etc, since the year 1999 (if i'm not mistaken) or year 2000, do
they study about HANG TUAH anymore????????

Why is that popular subject GONE????? Missing in action??????? or
evidence reveals something different that causes the government to stop the
syllabus and HIDE the TRUTH????????

Here are the Evidences of the findings by the team of scientists,
archaeologist,historian and other technical staff from the United State,
United Kingdom, Germany, Canada, Yemen & Russia.

The evidences are:

1) They finally found the grave yard of Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat and
etc..., their skeleton had been analise and samples of DNA had been taken
with the results show:

Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, hang Lekiu and mates, they are NOT MALAY!!!!!!
they are CHINESE (islamic)from china!!! and why are they here in
Malacca?????
because they are in a misison to protect the UNGRATEFUL MALAY from the
potential attack of SIAM (Thailand)!!!

So Hang tuah is not malay hero!!! they are the protector of the useless
and ungrateful Parameswara (who is from INDONESIA)landed in Malacca and
claim the land belongs to him!!!

The hang tuah bunch of people are all from china, they are being assign
to malacca because parameswara request the Ching Dynasty Emporer for
protection!!!

This is why the Hang Tuah series of history is MISSING from the SEJARAH!!!!

2nd. Evidence:

The researchers hired by the government found the oldest tomb stone(grave
yard) in Kelantan in year 2000. Suprisingly the tomb stone are at least
900 years old!!!! older than the so-called batu bersurat. and the best
thing is, it belong to the CHINESE!!!!!!!!

Being landed first in Malacca doesn't mean malay is the first in Malaysia
cos during that time, the road is too long for them to see the other side
of the coast!!! where the chinese has landed far more earlier.

If you want the black and white evidence of the truth reveals please
write to the The Federal Association of Arc & Research of Michigan, USA.
Please do not ask the chinese nor the indian to go back to their home
country! Cos evidence shows that Malays are NOT Malaysia origin either!
Your ancestor are all imigrant from INDONESIA! Let us unite as a nation
and not divided by races. And give the full support to our leader.

-extracted from else where.-

Happy now?=)

Bureaucracy Is Annoying

2008-07-24T09:02:00.007+08:00

In school now.

Got a shocked during the first period. A relief young lady teacher for Econs suddenly came in and told us we gotta sit for a monthly test our teacher has already prepared.

@.@

My classmates all damn steady. They knew about this test since last week(very fortunately on that day I was absent=X) but didn't tell me about it. Nabeh.

Never mind though, coz' luckily I am quite familiar with that two chapters that came out just now. But still, I left out one essay question(did blabber some rubbish though, hoping can at least get a mark or two) coz' I totally know nuts about that question. People didn't even revise how to do?==

Grrrr, super geram. Nabeh-nabeh~~

Also, it was the first time in my life where I slept at the beginning of a test/an exam. My brain was totally petrified when I came to know about the test when the teacher entered.

Kinda mind blank. So when I got the paper, I thought maybe I would just sleep for 15 minutes and then wake up hoping that my memory is refreshed again and perhaps not so tense and angry at my friends' selfishness anymore.

I told Ah Seng to wake me up at 8.15am.

Well, it really worked=) Everything went on pretty smooth except for that bloody question I mentioned earlier which I was stuck at. Bah, it's over now.

On another side note, where my title is also in concern, I am currently pretty stressful and busy.

I wanted to update some sneaks on my recent business but it all came being me too tired and has no time to even blog about it.

I can't wait for everything to get over. I know you haven't a single clue about what I am talking about. Yeah, you should. I'll only talk about it in my upcoming posts. Damn lazy and busy now.

And the bureaucracy system that existed everywhere is pissing me off heavily.

Seriously, fuck bureaucracy.

So damn unlucky to live in a country where bureaucracy is sooo fucking in concern and gives you pains in the ass. This whole stupid system wasted much of my precious-and-could-be-productive time. Dulan.

Alrite, that's all for now. I'll orate about all those bureaucracy stuff when I have enough time and mood.

Gotta get busy now. Toodles.

Amat Ingin Sekali Daku

2008-07-23T02:01:00.004+08:00

I found a previous Malay love poem that I wrote last year, and I really like it.

Click here to read it=)

Senja

2008-07-22T22:52:00.004+08:00

Di anjung senja,
Mentari meminta diri,
Memohon ampun menyimpan sinar,
Lalu bersalam menyambut bumi yang sebelah,

Beribu hati yang kalbu meresap,
Dalam samar-samar kegelapan insan,

Di anjung senja,
Aku terpegun,
Menantikan bintang yang berjuta,
Menyinari langitku,

Lalu daku mengukir senyuman palsu,
Menunggu ketibaan transkripsi harapan baru,

Di anjung senja,
Aku bersedia,
Melihat reformasi hidupku,
Merentasi halangan senja-senja yang masih kabur,

Keayuan kegelapan meraba cabaranku,
Misteri-misteri malam merogol jiwaku,

Di anjung senja,
Aku bersujud,
Menyerah kalah pada Yang Esa,
Meminta pahala baru bagi kebuntuan lama,
Agar disoleh-kamilkan raga sanubariku,

Teramatlah suka daku di anjung senja,
Menyanyi-nyanyikan lagu-lagu lama hati riang daku.
Dan segala kepujianku, diolah untukmu, Ilahi.

P/S: I haven't been writing Malay poems for quite some time. Since January I think. Feels so nice now. Anyway, I love Malay literature quite a lot. It's beyond words to describe the awesome beauty of it, I tell you. Oh well, I am beginning to be a nerd again.

No Goodbye For Us, Can?

2008-07-22T01:11:00.005+08:00

"This is for my people who just lost somebody,
your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady,
put your hands up high, coz' we'll never say, bye."

This is like, the 5th time I am crying whenever I hear this song, Bye Bye by Mariah Carey. I just can't resist to not have my sentiments shaken since the very first sentence of this song.

Things are now painfully broken I guess. Even if there are chances and efforts to patch up one day, it's never, ever, gonna be the same again.

We will then sit opposite each other, trying to fake out the smile and those words to insist on convincing each other that it's alright, it's alright.......everything is fine now.

Is this really an end? A full stop? A bold barrier? A goodbye? T.T

I don't care. I'll wait for that drop of bright sunshine to fall on us again someday. Even how fake it would be at the beginning. I'm going to continue hoping with my seemingly impossible daydreams. For one thing I'm not dreaming of: a time machine to bring me back to that second of no regrets, coz' even though I don't wish this to happen, but it's just meant to be. I just, can't realise the purpose of it.

And please, I don't want to have that nightmare again.

I'll just wait, for that day when I have enough courage to speak to you again without bothering the consequences that may fall upon us.

I don't want an eternal goodbye for us, can?

P/S: I still love you.

Fresh Air

2008-07-22T00:24:00.004+08:00

You know, it doesn't matter to me now if so and so comes to me and doesn't has a brain, so ciplak/low class, la-la, 'cina', not smart, stupid or whatsoever.

I will be nice to them(I already am).....

.....as long as they have a heart of pure conscience and kindness, that's it.

It seem to me that good virtues are more worthy of my best repayments than a batter of smart asses with ingenuity filled brains; which were what I thirst for all the yesterdays.

-I changed a lot, I think. Or, it's just me going back to basics-

I need an ocean of fresh, new air.

Narcissism

2008-07-20T17:54:00.005+08:00

~Narcissus by Caravaggio(1571-1610)~

"GAYS are all born narcissists"

-if not, at least 99.8% of them are.

For Harmonica Players

2008-07-17T22:43:00.003+08:00

There is revival out there. I found them.

Wrenched

2008-07-16T03:34:00.003+08:00

"The greatest distance on earth is not between life and death. It is when I stand in front of you, and you still don't know that I love you".

-only if, eternity exist-

Baby, where are you now?=(

Woa Woa, Cool Down, Lady

2008-07-15T22:38:00.009+08:00

Just came back from tuition. Raining heavily outside--which means nice sleepin' tonight. Yay! Also, gossiped with Jo about the S.H.E in my school(who are three kinda 'gentle' guys from another class) on who looks more like a vampire among them, while fetching her home just now. Oh btw, ~~apparently one of the S.H.E's is her bfXD~~.

*******

Alright, I shall start my topic for today:).

This post comment below, with some grammatical and spelling errors in it, was posted by a girl(or tranny, I dunno) bearing the blogger username below for my slightly disturbing post, *Good News, Girls!.

yuan yeeh said...

oh my god this is so sickening !
how could you humiliating women like this?
what if women really use that to reach orgasm? it is not because of they are ugly or whatever, it is because they can't bear a freak like you.
they prefer to use a tool instead of looking at your penis.
yeah real dick is unbeatable, but i bet u don't have a dick.
even if u have, (and u have to thank god), that's totally a tragic to women.
you sick physco.

We got a problem here. I said, you totally misunderstood me and spoke by your own absurd idiosyncrasies. I see this as a banal accusation, hello?!

Okay, (as an act of courtesy and professionalism) I apologize on behalf of you getting offended by my post. BUT THEN,

First of all, did i put up a warning on top of it for people like you? Yes, I did. But you still read it, and whined like a president of some women's rights association or something.

Secondly, DID I ACTUALLY ENCOURAGE WOMEN TO USE IT? I still say NO. I personally do think it's weird and kinda 'eew' for people(women, or gays) to use that as a tool for feeding their sexual desires.

-REREAD THE POST AND DON'T TALK COCK PLEASE!!!-

-why are you so worked out and sounded so insecure? I think coz' you've used it before and therefore think that what I was saying humiliated speculum regulators like you. I said I think. Alright?

Thirdly, you were saying I humiliated women. BY WHAT MEANS?!!! Women actually use it at the first place and you were saying I humiliated them? I was just merely talking about the issue with some tinges of humour coz' I was intrigued by it(the usage of speculum to bla bla) too when I knew about this unusual practice.

AND YOU SAID I HUMILIATED WOMEN?

If I did, this would mean I am the one who innovated the idea and promote it for every girl out there. DID I? Creative horny women did that themselves before, and therefore lots of other women followed them.

All I did was just voicing out my unbelievable reaction towards this matter thus giving a few of my POVs on why women would actually do that.

Yuan yeeh, this scenario is just like, let's say one day, you blog about the quirks of how men masturbate in many weird(but I say creative and genuine) ways and then I said you were humiliating men after I read your post. That is very illogical isn't it?

Even if that(masturbating in various weird ways) thing is an obnoxious practice(but it's actually not) for men, I can't say that you humiliated men just by blogging about that. Coz' men themselves who started the thing and IF any humiliation is to be accounted, it should goes to those who started it. Makes enough sense right?

SO WHAT FARKING RIGHTS DO YOU HAVE TO SAY THAT I ACTUALLY HUMILIATED WOMEN?

You were just plain bitching to sound cool, that's it~

I think you are the one who shamed the female gender, not me. Like I said, I shouldn't be blame for just talking about something which has actually been carried out.

But YOU, you self-contradicted your own foolishness all over a stupid comment where intelligent females who read it will think that "Omg!, she sounded so shitty and senseless. Damn memalukan we women only."

Yes, you made the perception of women's intelligence sounded so retarded and nonsensical in your comment. So in a more logical rationale, you humiliated women.

I wonder did you ever think before you left that comment of yours.

Anyway people, let's focus on these lines:

".....they prefer to use a tool instead of looking at your penis.
yeah real dick is unbeatable, but i bet u don't have a dick.
even if u have, (and u have to thank god), that's totally a tragic to women.
you sick physco."

First of all, how did she know how my dick looks like?

And she even bets that I don't have one lei. Oops! Was there a 'peeping yuan yeeh' eyeing on my private sessions all these while?@.@

Damn eerie man. *shrieks* Wait, this indirectly means I have an awful penis. Hmm, lemme think.......

*thinking/remembering if I forgot to lock those doors whenever I was naked, and peeping into my pants for a minute now*

No lei, Yuan Yeeh. I just checked. I think I have quite a sizable, normal-looking, and attractive penis. And of course I am the one who know my penis best.

So yeah, YOU ARE LYING, once again. Coz' I can safely say that you know nuts about my penis but yet you were talking cock about it. Such a dirty liar. Puke.

You really spoilt the image of women yourself, act-smart bitch. Women should hate you, not me.

AND FOR ONE THING THAT I CARE MOST ABOUT IS, you humiliated me. Why?

-you said if I have a penis, it's gonna be a total tragic to women.

OH WOW! You gotta say sorry to God I think, coz' you were saying his creation(my penis) is a tragic to others, not to mention implying indirectly that it's awful that women can't bear to even see it.

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO SAY ALL THESE, EVEN IF I REALLY HAVE AN AWFUL PENIS AND ALL?

Aikz aikz, I've forgotten something. You are great. Yes, I remember. By one line in your blog. No wonder you dared to rant like a mindless bitch.

She said she's 'fucking amazing'. Her blog link here.

About Me

Poon: SAY NO TO POLLUTION AND GLOBAL WARMING!! call me FREAK and that's the way i roll. I M FUCKING AMAZING.

I have saved a screen page of her blog. In case if she quickly go delete it and say I was accusing her.

Click to enlarge=)

Technically speaking, the line 'fucking amazing' isn't really a big deal to me. In fact, it's a norm for me to speak in that lingo as well. Kay, that's not my point.

I think, you're not fucking amazing, nor fucking gorgeous(in my opinion). I am sure lots of you will agree with me, ISN'T IT? It's not like Paris Hilton or someone up to her worth-like is flaming me now(if I'm that lucky).

You are just a plain bullshitter without a brain to me.

Please, speak with a brain next time.

Just to remind you; you kinda messed up with the wrong person. Go shove all your lame act-chio comments to someone who's as dumb as you.

Of course, you can post more comments in my blog or even make up a post like this in your blog(if you're lifeless like me) to flame me back. I will be very please to entertain you back, if I'm pretty free like now.

And for the last straw, I don't give a flying fuck on what you think about me/hate me or whatever. And I have zero interest on what you're doing or whatsoever. But if you give me hell like this, or do something to provoke/defame me, I will give you double hell. Just gotta remember that.

Okay, I will end my angst here. As for her, she can continue to gossip, write more comments/posts to defame me--if she really love you guys and wanted more dramas for ya' all to watch:D

One last sentence to you: This is MY BLOG. I blog about whatever I want to. None of your muthafarking business. At least, I will show no interest to people like you(except for your dumbness which can actually entertain my blog readers for awhile).

*To readers/thrid parties: Just to let you know, I can of course accept comments or advices. In fact I do. But of course, those with depths, wisdom and are rational enough to convince me. Not like any namby kiddo bullcrap like this one, please.

I don't care if anyone of you thinks I am such a bullheaded, hardcore and profane person. It's alright. I just wanna say that many a times I do things which are driven by emotions and mood.

She's just unlucky I guess. Coz' I'm in a bad mood recently. But anyway, she's still an eyesore to me. Eew.

P/S: That's a little crazy for me to rant over such a trivial matter. But yes, coz' I was very angry and moody while I saw it. So that's why. Neway, I will put on hold my next post(kinda ala this one, but way more emotional) for a while. Too much drama at one time. Fuh, can't wait to know my MUET's result via sms after 12am later. Hope God won't punish me for being so bitchy^^. Wish me luck! Wish me luck!. I will make a short post to announce it later. Can't wait. Aww.

Put To A Hold

2008-07-14T00:41:00.008+08:00

I am supposed to show up the first post from those two I've mentioned about in my previous.

But lucky, or unlucky for you(the one that talk senselessly about me) that I'm putting it to a hold for now.

IF NOT FOR FABIAN'S SAKE.

Luckily I texted Fabian earlier and confirmed somethings about you.

Then I gave a second thought about whether to publish the post or not.

-I'm actually still considering about it now.

Well, for the fact that Fabian actually sounded quite caring and concerned towards you just now, I won't do this, for his sake.

Not for any bloody excuses like 'I don't dare to shoot you' or 'because I am admitting myself to your accusations which are mostly bullshits on my certain POVs'.

But anyway, I will still make myself clear about this matter.

Fabian said he will explain everything to me in school tomorrow. Okay, I'll wait and hear from him.

IF, he also agrees on what I said, or think, oops.......I'm very sorry then.

Coz' at that point I have no one's sake to look after for, and I'll go my way doing what I should've done. Original plan=)

I must admit that you sounded quite awesome, in a style, but awesomeness without a logical rationale is just acting smart. So if you're blabbering just for the sake of looking 'chio' or smart, to hell with it coz' you've affected someone else, which is me.

There's NO WAY for you to use me or my properties as a channel for you to look cool. NO! NO! And don't think I'll be as dumb as your audiences to nod at you. Like I said before, I'm not the average 'an eye for an eye guy' but instead I'll cut of your tail if you just stepped on mine.

I hope Fabian has a pretty good explaining(which I will think it makes sense and can accept it) to make about what you've done to me. Either way, I will still make myself clear. Just that, perhaps less bitchy.

Can't wait for tomorrow. Nitez.

Short Note

2008-07-13T21:20:00.003+08:00

Just a short update.

I have 2 interesting issues to blog about after this. At least, interesting and important enough for me to show them up.

Not really.

I'm kinda mad about it. But I was hurt by one of them earlier.

Now, it's time for me to be bitchy.

I just want to let the you(s) know, once you stepped on my tail, I will go on lengths to cut off yours.....

-if your accusations doesn't make logical enough senses to me.

So, just wait and see what I gotta say. They will be ready by tomorrow.

_|_

P/S: Kenn, the hand sign I just typed above is super innovative. Thanks=)

Forwarded Email:Too Busy For A Friend

2008-07-13T03:27:00.007+08:00

Okay, there are 2 reasons I am posting up this post:

wanting to make you oblivious from my few previous posts. Not a good sight to have post like those to stay as your latest post in your blog for some time. Like I damn proud of it. Lol

wanting to really share something to you coz' I was touched by it. And wept, due to some recent friendship stuff that happened to me.

Kay, I won't bull much. It's a forwarded e-mail from Wenjuin. Though it's kinda corny to post forwarded emails, but then I'm corny, remember? And it's already kinda cliched for doing so in my blog.

Anyway, just read on. Really meaningful la.

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.

It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. 'Really?' she heard whispered. 'I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!' and, 'I didn't know others liked me so much,' were most of the comments.

No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.

The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. 'Were you Mark's math teacher?' he asked. She nodded: 'yes.' Then he said: 'Mark talked about you a lot.'

After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

'We want to show you something,' his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket 'They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it.'

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

'Thank you so much for doing that,' Mark's mother said. 'As you can see, Mark treasured it.

All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, 'I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home.'

Chuck's wife said, 'Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album.'

'I have mine too,' Marilyn said. 'It's in my diary'.

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. 'I carry this with me at all times,' Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: 'I think we all saved our lists'.

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

Remember, you reap what you sow. What you put into the lives of others comes back into your own.

May your day be blessed as special as you.

-end-

This is a good forwarded email right? I know you like it=).

*I won't simply crap out lame emails on my blog, just so you know.

**Alright, I know they were all excuses for me to make a cover up for the posts below. But neway, at least I gave you something meaningful to read on right?

Good day to all(",)~

*Good News, Girls!

2008-07-11T04:14:00.013+08:00

WARNING: Slightly sexually explicit materials. Unsuitable for minors who don't wish to read it and get offended afterwards.

I have good news for you girls out there.

See those pictures up there? Yup, that's it. Something cool to help you ease your ultimate female desires.

Let me explain a little. For those who are still ignorant and holy. But fret not, coz' your innocence is about to be broken, as you read on~

That shiny tool, or wood-solid tool above, isn't one your of dad's average toolbox instrument(unless your dad's a pervert/**super good husband/porn producer).

It is called a speculum. Dunno? Never heard of? Click here to know this lovely thing.

Okay. Now everyone knows d right?

The thing is, lotsa girls actually use it as a sex toy>.< THOUGH ILLEGAL AND INAPPROPRIATE--ya, medical practitioners said it. They always spoil the fun. Hmph!

-just kiddin'. They're saving our lives. Coz' if they didn't warned people about it, one day a teenage gal might use it to spoon fark herself to have her vagina opening gone injured/too big. But still, people are always curious=)

SERIOUSLY, can anyone tell me how gals can play with that thing ar?

Press the handle, let it open-close, open-close very nice har? Won't feel geli or icy cold meh? I mean, it's mostly made of steel(so it's cold) and the idea of having something like that into your......very nice meh?

*imagines*

Eeew, kinda insane lar. Lol. I think a genuine cock is still unbeatableXD.

So we know sex toys are usually for desperate-but-no-one-wanna-fark me or closet gals. Teeheehee:D

-ugly desperate gals please don't shoot me. I don't mean to hurt your feelings. Btw, there are lotsa desperate ugly guys out there too. So perhaps you can......

*

My curiosity and eagerness about this whole speculum-turned-sex toy thing couldn't get me to rest on it. SO I actually asked my girl friends about it at school yesterday. Generally, they are all Bio students. They may be more likely to know I thought.

The first person I asked knew what's it wor!!! Faus and Jo didn't know. Lol.

I damn daring right? Ask such really goody gals like them. Oh, EXCEPT Faustina.

I told Faus there are people who use it as a sex toy. Guess what she said?

"Where can? The thing so small".

*Don't tell me she prefers a hardrock dildo. JKJK, don't kill me Faus.

But I kinda agree with her. There's really a bit weird to use speculum as a sex toy. Kinky tastes kua. Hmm.

Amazingly, apparently a lot of women were reported liking it and the government(US) is moderating the sales of speculum for personal use. Lol.

Well, despite of what I said or think, you gotta try it yourself to know it best. Then tell me how was it yea", JUST KIDDIN'. Don't be so crazy please. It's really disgusting@@.

Anyhow, the choice is in your hands. ROFL.

Okay, I think I polluted enough of your mind already. Kinda feel guilty now. Coz' what if people like Wenjuin, Christine and my female juniors in school reads on every single word of this post and ask me about it, I will go very, very speechless==

But I won't delete this post. Just wanna let you guys know what's really happenin' in my mind. Just so as you know, I may talk disgustingly, but I won't take them in action. I'm like a big crapper with no guts. But with conscience. So read, but don't ask:)

*For the purpose of joking and poking a good laugh out of you, I'm not seriously hollering the usage of the speculum as a sex toy being a good news to girls.

**I believe you do agree that sex is very vital in marriage. Therefore, I am sure you can understand that a husband who provides awesome sexual adventures can be considered as a good husband.

P/S: I know I'm getting more terribly horny/sexited recently in blogging. I promise this will be the last sex/porn/horniness-related post for at least a long time from now on. Well, perhaps I might just start a new blog for blogging horny stuff. Worry not, if I do, I will SURELY announce it openly in my blog.

The Air In School Generates Horniness

2008-07-11T03:15:00.003+08:00

WARNING: Sexual explicits materials. Unsuitable for minors who are either underage or may be offended by it.

I have something to share.

Something happened in school.

Before I proceed to tell you what's it, let me tell you something else first.

I kinda recalled/browsed through all my blog posts which are related to my own school's stuff, gossips, jokes, etc., and realized that there are just something horny or about sex to talk about in those posts. Most of it. Funny though, I thought. In school posts' category.

Oh well. So you gotta be betting that, this post has something horny in it too.

Yes my dear, you got it=D

I think I can give a rationale on it. We are always curious about the whole big Sex Subject. And therefore we don't go discussing or asking opinions about sex to our parents, grandparents, or siblings. At least for most of us. Asians.

But then, I don't think Caucasians are all so damn open too. It's like asking your grandfather, "Hey grandpa, how often did you masturbate during your strong youthful days? Once per day? Twice? No? Five times?!!!",

or

asking your dad, "Pa, how many hotties did you actually shag before you got on mummy?",

or

asking your mum, "Ma, I heard that girls also do masturbate by using fingers and even bananas. You had those kinda fun with your friends when you were young? Huh? Got anot?"

FUCKING HELL. COMMON WESTERNERS ALSO DON'T HAVE SUCH GUNS TO DO SO OKAY?

And so we always bring up our "I wonder this and that" to our peers, who are in the same age or about the same with us. No doubt it's super more casual and easy to ask on anything, and discuss over it later.

My issue here was,

Jason posting a question about abnormal kinky practices an how people can actually tolerate it.

-I am always the one who kena ask questions, coz' I'm shamelessly telling you here that I do have a bunch of knowledge about topics related to sex. AND I'M SAYING IT ISN'T WRONG TO BE LIKE ME. Sex is such a beautiful thing ever created by God, and digging the knowledge of sex is as much interesting and important. Just that, DON'T VIOLATE THE PURPOSE OF SEX. It's not right, and it's not nice to do so. Trust me.

Okay, the whole thing started out like this. I was sittin beside Jason and making repeating sounds of slurping. "Slurp, slurp, slurpy, slurpy". Ya, like that. Then Jason said he recalled of some guy in some Jap porn(either he watched it or heard it somewhere) enjoying slurping the slutwhore's vagina. I mean, by using his tongue to do the snake-like movement doing the woman's ~~vagi~~........okay, very er xing I know. But you got me right?

So Jason thought it's a very disgusting sexual act, being disturbed mainly by the slurping sound.

"slurp, slurp, slurp"XD

He then continued wondering how would some people also dare to rim their partners ~~arseholes~~, with a very enjoying manner. Some sorta addicted licking. He felt totally disgusted by those sights and even worse, the enthusiasm of those people who actually did it.

And I being the self-proclaimed sexologist/Professor, I explained to him that those kinky acts are already transformed into some sort of psychology driven act and not really being bravery sexual acts anymore when people do that. By saying so, partners do those kinky stuff to their sexual partners out of love and passion. Of course, those in the porn industries don't do for love nor passion but for money. But eew, I don't wanna get paid by licking someone's ass whom I have no affection for.

Well, to be more precise, kinky sex are usually practiced by homosexual people/partners. Homo sex are somewhat being termed as unusual, therefore the kinda sex that gays/lesbians do are very driven by emotion/passionate feelings and love.

The power of love is so strong that it brings out anything. Anything. You see? Even by licking someone's.........

And so Jason understood, and was less puzzled already=)

P/S: After rereading this post before publishing, I dont think the content's a big deal offending anyone actually. I only spoke on very minimal sexual stuff as I've been moderating my expressions when I blog. Haha. Neway, I know you still read on even if you're one of those minors. Coz' curiosity kills. See?:D

*Say It Again, And Your Head Will Be In His Ass

2008-07-09T23:22:00.007+08:00

First of all, I didn't go to that motivational seminar earlier just now.

Not that I didn't want to. When Jason came into the Access Room and reminded me about the seminar, I 'okay-ed' to him but I was actually still blogging, and talked about the seminar, remember?

After I published my previous post, and some procrastinations, like reading Xiaxue and Wenjuin's blog, it was already past 25 minutes since Jason hurried me.

And I tak perasan coz' I didn't wear my watch to school today. But thanks to the PC's digital time displayer.

When I was only a few steps from the seminar room, I stopped. I sensed that something wasn't right. The whole long room was full of every single Upper Six students + teachers.

And I thought, if I went in straight like this(there is only one main door entrance), everyone will be looking at me and very much likely I will be asked why the hell I am so late. Saying that I was in the toilet was a bullshit excuse, and of course I can't say "Oh, sorry ya, I was blogging just now. Now finished d, so I come." Then I went back to my class and do my own revision. Really hor.

Isn't that a better choice you say?

Okay, I need something to change the topic now. All those very personal mundane school rantings aren't something pompous to talk about.

(typing post title)

Ahah! Got it!

You guys watched Hancock d? Is my title very familiar to you?XD

Holy shit it happened right? LMAO.

We were still having a good laugh-off about that joke in class today.

For those who's 'huh?-ing' about what I'm talking, go watch Hancock and you'll know. Then you can start laughing=)

ANYWAY, it was a cool night hanging out with my classmates and juniors on Tuesday.

Eddy ffk-ed though.

We watched Hancock, went to Pizza Hut, Wei Jie's house and then Jason's house.

And coz' I dont have group/self camwhore pictures to grace the night-out in this post, I only have the two below to at least make this a picturesque post somehow~

Wei Jie's made in China, from China and China branded mobile phone. But belittle not of this phone. Those two images you saw in the phone's screen above are actually television images. TV3 if I'm not mistaken. This means his cellphone can be used to watch local TV channels!

Generally sounded lame, but it was quite cool actually. Like having a TV box in your pocket. Clear some more. China phones not bad eh?

Also, also, I got nicey nicey Australian snacks from Jason(courtesy of his sister's trip), and two neckties from Korea(which he bought 20 of them when he went there last year).

I chose two turquoise blue ones but with different cuttings and prints.

-show you guys next time.

Thanks alot, Jason~

Oh, oh. I almost forgot to talk about Mr. Hancock.

The movie was just, good. As in, an okay good. Not really a super good movie due to my high expectations upon it before I watched it.

I still thought the line "Not your average superhero" will bring up some really fresh, smashing kick-ass image of a brand-new superhero. But haiz, I still like other superheros though. Well, some things are called classics for a reason to prove on.

BUT I totally love the romance part in this movie. Plus hating it too, at the end. Coz' Hancock and his wife weren't together. And I just feel weird about the casual feelings his wife can still have by loving another guy.

Argh, whatever. It's just another movie.

Neway, better than Wanted-- very chio+yeng choreography and actions, but very illogical storyline and plot. Really. Some jackass concepts that wanted to make Wanted looks chio. Failed lor, I think.

And therefore, this post shall end here. Damn wayward; this post@@

Catching Up

2008-07-09T21:58:00.008+08:00

It seems that my 'catch up later' went a bit too long.

At least for me lar. Coz' I thought I could come back and blog after taking back my History exam paper. Mana tau teacher wanted to discuss the essays, which was something I did not regret wasting my time on. Coz' it was a very good explanation. With very helpful materials.

And so I ended up continuing the previous post after a day.

At that time I went back to the Access Room after my teacher went off, it was jammed pack with more students in it. "Oh gosh, might sought just forget about the damn thing," I thought. Didn't have that much enthusiasm to shoo them away again. Coz' it was obviously a more constrained job to do so. Like, 20+ students?@@

Before anything else,

I got 96% for Sejarah Islam.

Yes, it's that History paper I just got.

Cool not?

No?

Well. People taking Sejarah in Form 6 will know how rare awesome it is, and say it's cool. And that's an Ulangkaji exam, not any monthly test paper.

Okay, I know I am sounding a way bit haolian(feeling proud/arrogant in Hokkein), but come on lar, let me haolian awhile and stop bitching about me now can?

COZ' I MIGHT NOT EVEN GET THIS KINDA MARKS FOR THE ACTUAL STPM.

To be very, very honest, the average mark for From 6 History is around the C Grade and getting a B is considered you're a high scorer d(and can actually haolian abit too). Ask anyone. Anyone in Malaysia taking History in Form 6.

*and so I heard from the many STPM History mark grading numerologists a.k.a. History teachers who marked the actual STPM History paper saying that by getting a ~~mere~~ 50/55 marks in the real examination is a confirm to get an A+ marks; with the analysis that this record has been the same all these years, maintaining its status quo.

**From my own teacher(who's a STPM History paper marker too): over the last 8 years or so she's been marking, the highest she saw through was 70%. And it's from Sarawak. Yes, Peninsular students' results are way suckier than the East Malaysia students'.

But I'm not taking this as a convincing excuse for me to think that I'm actually chio enough or having the whole for-fuck's-sake tedious lot of History syllabus in my corned up brain. Well, the latter is quite true actually(but still working on it-currently on World History), which is something I gotta do to score really well for STPM.

(came back blogging after a day, in school though)

Oops, enough for my euphoria highness upon my History paper. Not a feckin' big deal after all, I thought, after reading the whole part up there and realized that it was just some overjoyed feelings I got coz' it was a record breaker for my History marks so far. And it's history some more.

And of course, everyone deserves the right to indulge in some self-glorifying for some achievements made--as a part of self-motivation right?

Smear some feces on your face if you contradicting what I was saying. These people are just plain jealous losers whom didn't have any chances to enjoy self-glorification I think. So they thought it's better to be a hypocrite criticizing others' victories.

Well, it's normal anyway. There is always people who gets jealous over others' success as well as deriving happiness from others' downfall. Just, don't care about them and fall not into their emotional traps.

Urgh, I'm lost in transition for topics to speak for now.

Maybe it's be cause of my painful left arm.

*I just donated blood before recess. And prior of that, I forgot to grab hold my fingers when the needle was retracted thus resulting in obvious swelling and pain. And I shouldn't even be typing now==

Neway, there were interesting stuff during the blood donation thingy. I'll blog them once I get home later. With pictures=)

Gotta ciao again. A seminar is now prepared for us Upper 6 students for two periods. Gonna be so damn boring I know. Some motivation talk to spur our studying spirits and so on they said. Coz' I suppose the school is currently disappointed with our(Upper Sixes) performances, behavior etc. Urm......like, eg: blogging during school hours, sleeping in class dan lain-lain lagi.

-I hope they won't shoot me directly later coz' my blog address has actually reached the MOE's schools' web traffic moderator in Putrajaya and being warned not to access 'this website', whenever I type my blog url coz' it has been banned by the moderator. Just try typing my blog's url in any PCs in any school and sees what happens next. Die anot you say? Hehe. Weird enough, that I can still blog albeit it has been given warning and has been banned right? *Coz' I have brain to work things out. *Winks*

Kay, kena pergi dah. Get back later:)

Exploited

2008-07-08T10:49:00.007+08:00

Just completed revising the last 3 chapters of my PA syllabus.

And teacher's not around, like always. So might sought just pamper myself a little by blogging!=D

In school's Access Room a.k.a. the CC(Cyber Cafe) of HSM.

Minutes ago, I just used(yes, used, not misused) up my superiority power for lecturing cum shooing 5 lower form boys who were actually playing DOTA on the PCs here so that I and a few pals can use their PCs. *winks*

-today damn lotsa people wanna use...dunno why. Perhaps streamyx is really sucking Muar up. So all of us can't satisfy our online lusts at home. Hmm, makes sense.

I mean, what the heck was that? Playing DOTA in school?!! Isn't the PCs in school are only for educational/cari-maklumat bla bla usages right?

And just to remind myself, IT ISN'T MEANT FOR BLOGGING AS WELL.

=)

Yeah. but who the hell cares? I'm sure that if you're at my position, you would do the same too, if given the opportunity.

AND ALSO, the boy on my right side is searching for some Malay mat-rempits porn via Yahoo while the young+new lady teacher on my left side is chatting with her bf(wild guessing) in Yahoo Messenger.

Serious shit okay?==

Oh well. What a premier school. Salute us please!=D

Oops...gotta ciao for now. Teacher returning exam papers and giving out marks for History. Catch up later~~~

Spotted In London

2008-07-08T01:54:00.005+08:00

Not your average superdick.

=)

-Neway, gonna watch Hancock with my classmates tonight. And Wednesday's a public holiday(only in Johor). A sure wet night-out. Whee~

Oh My, WTF

2008-07-07T23:45:00.002+08:00

I ended my PA tuition an hour earlier just now. At 9pm.

Why?

Tepat at 9pm, *poof*.....suddenly the lights went off. Throughout the whole sorry-looking institution, where our classroom is in it.

And did I tell you before of how dilapidated, haunted(countless tales k?), and eerie that whole horrendous place is?

Anyway, it is.

I'm lazy to describe how awesomely scary the place is, but in short, it's a perfect place to film a haunted school kinda horror film.

Now you can start to imagine what's it like=p

Some gambar-gambar I took after the electricity's gone:

OKAY. I know they weren't convincing enough to convince/scare you of how spooky the condition was like just now. Even I myself wasn't drawn by the pics after looking at them.

But then, those dim lightings you saw were the only lighting source, which came from my cellphone.

So imagine the whole buruk-buruk place without lights. Ngek Ngek Ngek.

*The place is actually infamous with pocong(Malay vampire) sightings.

To be a lil' more detailed, the pocong's looks is exactly like a Malay corpse(those wrapped in white cloths), jumping all around the place to get youXD.

OKAY OKAY. I won't go an inch more to make things lamer==

But I promise, if there's chance, I will take a shot of the whole area and show you here in my blog. And hope it can spur your imagination to scare yourself during sleepless nights. Muahaha.

Wo hen evil. Haiyo bimbo~

-attempt to post a spooky post failed. sucked it up=(

That's all for now.

Bilik Peraduan

2008-07-07T09:04:00.008+08:00

Blogging in school again.

This time, just for a few words. I mean, lines. EDITED: sorry, I mean paragraphs>.<

Well, my morning was.......hilarious. To be a lil' more precise, up to the extend of 8.45a.m.

-Are ya' kidding me? Can still be hilarious when ya' suppose to frown ar?

I know some of *you may be popping this question in your dumb-fart brains. But yes, I am getting over it. I don't know why the reason on how I manage to do so. Being the cliche emo bitch I was, I know this isn't making any senses. Pulling out an emo drama outrage may be more suitable to address me now right? But it just didn't happen to be so.

I guess I've really changed. To be more selfish I guess, subjectively(use your brains to think what I'm talking about).

But it's alright. I don't need anymore emo baggings to pull me down through another miserable shit.

I just........feel okay. After all, there are so much bullshits in life that's more vital for me to care for, so perhaps I just don't have to care for less important bullshits. Hmm.

*by saying you, I don't mean all of you in general, who read this post. You know who you are.

Just, get over it Henry.

Up to this point, I somehow lost all the candidness in me who was supposed to spill them all out giving you a sexy joke about my title, and of why I felt hilarious.

Phuck the damn matter, I have no mood to tell d. @#$%^!!!(cursing)

Neway, it was all about the Raja-raja(s) of ancient Malay kingdoms having promiscuous sex and how horny they were, as we were discussing on a prosa tradisional text during BM period.

Puan Habsah is so cool man. She's all well in having us talking and joke about sex. To a certain extend lar.

And of course, being the infamous sexcited guy in school all the time, it was me who started all the dirty jokes=)

It started when we came upon the word 'bilik peraduan'. 'Peraduan' in classical Malay language means a fight/struggle/or a deed that needs determination to be carried out. All in subjective meanings.

In that text, bilik peraduan literally means the King's room. Well, so why must a King's room be associated with the word peraduan? Not like the Kings used to have fights in their sleeping rooms right?

Focus on the third meaning: a deed that needs determination to be carried out.

SEX. If not?

Kings *have women. They have sex with them. In their sleeping room(presuming the ancient Kings were not wild enough to have it on beaches or mountain peaks la). And sex needs determination to be fulfilled. True what? Right?

And people are Kings hor. Of course they wanted to prove to the women they slept that:-

"Muahaha, tell me who's the man ruling the country and your ~~vaginaXD~~*evil perverted grin*".

I think that was a good explanation cum imagination on why they call the Kings' sleeping rooms/chambers 'bilik peraduan'.

Okay, I stop here.

*I said have coz' Kings around the world today might be still having multiple wives(be it legal or not. Either way, who cares?) and still upholding the holy/upright/prestigious tradition of their forefathers of having promiscuous sex. ~~Or promiscuous raping(s)~~.

P/S: On another side note, nothing to do with the class joke I mentioned. I guess in this phase of my life, I'm really reaming into a new path. Things changes in life. And please, expect the unexpected. I've always know what I've done. No matter what the fuck you might wanna say/think. But still, no matter how bitchy/arrogant/ill I may be exteriorly, I dare to say I have good conscience(it's a big, in many ways/things stuff, mind you), which many, many of the people around me don't own it.

P/P/S: People whom I thought they would have good bloody conscience turned out not having them. And please, I just wanna say, nowadays, losing someone in my life isn't a big damn matter for me already. I've been caring too much for damned fools in my half-fucked up fooled years of life. That's pretty enough I think.

Thank you=)

Trapped

2008-07-05T01:15:00.004+08:00

Do you know how fucking sad it was to be NOT able to explain yourself while being accused on some professionally-made-up bullshits profusely?

I do.

I felt like a refugee trapped inside a manhole with my mouth sealed, limbs tied and getting tortured from my captives.

If you were in my place, was that miserable enough YOU SAY?

Hopefully, Sometime, In Another Life

2008-07-05T00:14:00.002+08:00

Thanks to you for sending me this vid.

You guys can watch it, emo and cry with me as well.

*I know I'm spitting absurdity. But that's out of emo-ness.

Well, at least I felt something through this song, coz' somethings are related to me inside.

P/S: I really feel so bimbo and degrading all outta sudden. Dunno why. Shit. Hate it! Hate it! Won't be a good nite for me tonight. Definitely. Very messed up now.

I Know You Knew That I Read

2008-07-04T01:06:00.002+08:00

Your post.

I do hope so---for the first half of your post. Thanks, in any ways.

But I guess things shall stay on like this way for the time being, coz' I wouldn't dare to bet on another wrong poking if I take even a step further on. And lose everything.

Well, I suppose when things happened naturally with time passing us by, it may be something beautiful. Just as natural as the phenomenon itself.

But then, I don't geddit for the second half of your post. If it was meant for me. I tried to recall and link any possibilities of past happenings but I can't get anything through. But I hope I will know.

Words Puked Can't Be Retracted, You Fool!

2008-07-04T00:21:00.005+08:00

Just when I thought I am getting over previous dramas and recovering from *mental illness, something happened and fucked everything up again.

Then it created a memory-tornado and swept me past. Flat. Every shitty previous messes came back to me. My mind.

I'm screwed, yet again. And I wonder what will come next and repeat history for another fucking time.

I will get over it. See it for yourself.

**I always envy those people who have little conscience and insensitive relationship bondings coz' they can live life very happy go lucki(ly) even when some diehard tragedies(be it emo or not) happened. You guys damn geng, though very shallow.

YET, thank you guys. Coz' I'm starting to learn from ya' all. Now.

*I am not really having mental illness if you're still thinking that I do and begin to giggle at. It's just a metaphor you dumbass hog~

HAS Been

2008-07-03T23:20:00.004+08:00

-onetwothreefourfivesixseveneightnineteneleventwelve-.

Enough said. It's all so clear. The damage has been done.

A full stop.

May You Be The Fairest Of All

2008-07-02T01:04:00.000+08:00

~Happy B'dae Cui Ting!~

*this post was supposed to be posted some weeks ago but due to blogger lagging and streamyx sucking, I only get to do it now=(

So, I'm kinda lazy to elaborate much too. It was about Cui ting's B'dae surprise that me and my classmates held ti for her.

May the 'candle princess' be the fairest of all!=)

Our Candle Has Flickered And Died

2008-07-02T00:16:00.005+08:00

Life is truly amazing.

My first received post laju. More than a year already. We were so innocent and happy back then. But now, I may not even talk to you again.

And then, just within a year, horrors came in and stormed both our lives. Nothing could ever take us back to the moment again, ever.

Once evil strikes, once dreams were broken, it will never, ever be the same again.

Love is an innocent sweet thing, and a vicious dangerous game at the same time.

But still, our minds have the power that overwhelmed our storyline for the future.

I'm Still Clinging On It

2008-07-01T23:35:00.002+08:00

Just when I thought everything will soon be alright and all well for me,

something just came in and tossed everything to be messy again.

Or is it just me,

not wanting to learn, how to let go of some things in life, sometimes?

-I need a fresh new start. A change. I need both, in desperation-

You Have My Total SALUTE!!!!!

2008-07-01T22:31:00.003+08:00

The previous post was enough, to blew me off. Just when I stumbled upon this one, AN ASIAN SOME MORE! MUCH MUCH MORE BETTER!

She's Charice Pempengco from the Philippines and she's only 15!

A 15 years old Asian(Philippines) singing "And I'm Telling You" just like this? Crazy or not you say? It was almost unbelievable, REALLY! I wanted to be convinced it was lip-synced but it wasn't.

She was totally genuine and astounding! And now she's already hitting down her road to fame.

*Gonna perform with Andrea Bocelli this coming 20th of July in Italy. What an honour for a young Asian right? I was seriously stunned by her I-can't-believe-it matured voice for such a young age. It's just plain, gasping and wow(s) you can describe her.

MUST WATCH! MUST WATCH!

P/S: Pergi youtube and watch more of Charice's superb singing vids!~