wingie-wing turns wacky =)

2008-08-31T19:14:00.002+08:00

after 293 posts, this place is no more. I won't delete it though. I'll just leave a note to where you can find me now.

see the paradigm shift in the wingie you love so much at http://tongseenanpei.blogspot.com

Oh it's still me don't worry. Just that something's gotten into me XD

Yes Go Ahead and Shoot Me Again

2008-07-06T13:07:00.002+08:00

Not that I wanted my holidays to be a dull and dreary one but oh well. I spent most of my time reading and the remainder smelling sterile rooms.

Bear in mind that this is gonna be the last post before I get incapacitated i.e. floored with CRIB hanging over my head. The MDs are gonna drug me before digging out me aier-ball and attaching some sort of contraption before reinserting the said aier-ball. Makes me feel almost Terminator-ish.

No. I kid you not. I'll be drugged probably in the later part of the morning and out hopefully before sundown hobbling down the Megamall escalators like Jason Vorhees. Then I'll be out for the count for the entire week.

Nothing spectacular really. Nothing interesting to see. Even I myself ain't interesting since I probably won't be able to see you at all.

Getting floored doesn't really bother me. This is like the fourth time in 5 years. I'm only flustered because the MDs dilly-dallied with it. Had they done it sooner, I would've been running around the house by now. I've only got a week before classes resume and timetable arrangements are gonna be out on Tuesday which is going to be another biatch by itself. And I sure as heck am NOT going to miss the first lecture.

Speaking of which, the units I'm packing for this semester sounds cornier than the last semester.

Company Reporting - I'm renaming it to Courting xD
Performance Measurement & Control - Perm Control
Treasury Management - Tram, or Trangement, whatever
Malaysian Company Law - McLaw hohoho

Unless those goons fiddle-dee-deed with my timetable, I should have double lectures on Monday and Wednesday with my tutorials hovering around every other day 'cept Friday.

This in no way satiates countless appetites for a dust-free site but oh well, circumstances prevail. I'm giving myself a week to be up and running again. I was incapacitated the same way a week prior to starting CIMP (you didn't know that did ya? Ngyeh ngyeh ngyeh) and I was firing on all cylinders when classes began. No reason I can't do it this time.

Plus, I've got an award and enrolment ceremony to attend in three weeks *cough cough* and I'll be damned if I don't attend them. No excuses no excuses.

Gimme about two weeks till the next post.

I'll be back.

Just Shoot Me

2008-06-24T10:13:00.002+08:00

Yes, I know I've been a lazy bugger and I haven't updated for more than a week and I deserve to be shot. So you can just take gun and shoot.

Regardless, I've been a tad busy the past week doing nothing but SJAM stuff. One division after another. Holidays are for St John only. Yep. And only that and nothing else. For the past two weekends I've visited three different schools, conducting FA exams for three very different groups of members with differing styles of FA. Styles so different that you begin to wonder whether you've been getting it wrong all this while or they've just been getting creative. All boils down to who taught them what. Suffice to say, the 'who's also have very differing styles of FA which makes things worse. We all insist that we're right, myself included but hey, my references come from the FA manual endorsed by the SJA Council of UK. Therefore, I'm still right xD

Moving on, my aim of at least getting into some shape or another except spherical or round or oval tanked on the first day and with that I decided to bring the jogging path to its premature end and go for a walk instead which I can't say is effective coz I'm still as lazy as heck. Probably I'll aim to be like those marathon walkers who are able to gyrate their elbows and hips every step they take.

What other things can be said about the previous week? Nothing really.

Except I'm now like a walking drug cabinet but nothing close to Amy Winehouse.

One Month to Save Myself

2008-06-15T22:06:00.002+08:00

After a 6 month hiatus, I've gone back to my old ways of watching anime. I've finally gotten my hands on Full Metal Panic. Looks promising judging by the first episode. I'll try to go easy on the episodes this time around. Don't wanna cut short my viewing pleasure.

And I've finally watched Ladder 49, one of the movies I got during mid-sem break in April.

Starring Joaquin (pronounced Wah-keen, i think. Definitely not Joe-ah-koo-een) Phoenix and John Travolta as our main dudes. Most of the movie is told in flashback where an injured and probably hallucinating Jack Morrison (Phoenix) recounts his past from being a rookie fireman to becoming a hardened veteran. I found the whole movie a very moving one. Probably because I'm under and (somehow or another) related to the ESD as well. Fire rescues aside, the movie speaks more of how each fireman in Capt. Kennedy's (Travolta) department are there for each other every single time. One thing I didn't like about the movie was how why when and where the current fire happened because the last flashback before the movie's final moments didn't really show how it linked to current events. Even weirder than that is how Capt Kennedy, from being the head of his own little FD has all of a sudden appeared at the current scene dressed in off-whites and identifying himself as the deputy chief (I assume that by saying deputy chief he meant deputy fire chief of the particular district they're all in atm). Why then is the movie called Ladder 49? Coz calling it Jack Morrison or Cap'n Kennedy would be plain dumb. Ladder 49 is actually the name of Cap'n Kennedy's little FD's ladder truck. The movie can't possibly be named after the engine truck in Cap'n Kennedy's FD.

Imagine the movie being called Engine 33.

Now that would really suck.

Let the Collywobbles Begin

2008-06-13T21:07:00.002+08:00

Not me la, mine's already over. It's the ickle firsties I've been dutifully teaching every week without fail.

It's been fun teaching the little 'uns to say the least. By far, the most, how should I say, entertaining bunch of little critters I've taught for the past 5, 6 years or so. And their enthusiasm for FA is surprising, seeing how FA can be a downright bore especially when it hits the technical areas.

What I do regret about teaching for the past few months is that I didn't really make the class anymore interesting. I didn't have to make it livelier. It was already lively without me having to try.

Out of the 30 or so tiny ones I've been teaching I'm actually quite confident that most of them will pass tomorrow's FA exam seeing how they managed to rattle off the correct answers I rattled off in their faces.

As much as I wanted to be in Seaport tomorrow I can't. Rule is that whoever taught them cannot examine them. Ah well.

Random Ramblings 6

2008-06-12T23:04:00.002+08:00

1. First day into my winter break and I'm already dead bored. And I've got 29 days left. The only thing that's really hyped now is Euro Euro Euro. Bah! I've never really liked national team football coz they tend to get a bit boring.

2. Yoong has been incredibly generous and dropped a whole lot of l00t for me this afternoon. Blader pride yo! I was also going to show my not so l33t skillz in combo-ing but I remembered that the screenies are in my desktop. Some other time then.

3. Luiz Felipe Scolari has just been made Chelsea coach. Now this IS without a doubt, the signing of the summer. Next seasons EPL is going to be a blast seeing that Scolari loves to shout from the dugout and his voice can be heard even on TV. He's just as fiery as Sir Fergie, sometimes even more so.

4. Next round of FA exams start this Saturday. As much as I wanted to stay in Seaport, I'm moved to Sri Aman where I'll have to test ickle girls in their FA skillz. I wanted to use the word 'examine' instead of test but 'examine' sounds a bit wrong, especially when it comes to little girls and boys alike =.=" I'll be doing DU and DJ next Sats and Sunday respectively. Should I vent out some of my exam frustration on them? No, I shouldn't seeing that their all first timers. Had it been the EFA or BFA re-exams, I'd gladly whoop their asses.

5. Reading my PM on MSN will reveal an intention to get back into shape after a 2 3 4 5 6 month hiatus. I've got it all figured out. I'm just waiting for the right moment to kick start and that's the problem. Either that or I'll be the Laughing Buddha when Semester 2 kicks off.

6. I thought of taking up rock climbing i.e. the indoors type but I've checked out the prices and their a real killer. For non-members, per entry costs about RM14. Members, in typical Malaysian style, pay special packages at God-knows-how-much for a number of months. Equipment rental is separate and even as a member, you've got to pay rental for the equipment which amounts to about RM2o per use. Really painful. Guess I never was meant to be Dragon-Fly Man.

7. Diamox or however the heck you spell it doesn't make your fingers and feet feel numb, it makes your brain feel numb. Pretty much explains why I've been yawning non-stop. Maintain a lop-sided head and soon I'll be drooling.

8. Mosquitoes are a bloody pain in wherever the heck they buzz around you.

9. I've talked trash for 15 minutes. Congratulations to me!

10. Good night.

4/4 = 1

2008-06-11T13:47:00.002+08:00

That's it. I'm officially off for a month. One month of bumming around. No more incomprehensible lectures. No more graveyard-silent tutorials. Countless hours of lazing and snoozing in the sun.

FinMgt wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Studying for it was never a problem. I've always liked the subject and Dr Bala is an excellent lecturer. I might even scrape a D for it if they decide to see my point of view and accept all the tosh I wrote.

AISFM is a different story altogether. Studying for it was mindless torture. The exam itself wasn't all that bad. The only thing that peeved me was how obscurely vague some of the questions were and how they asked questions on one teensy weensy corner of an insanely huge and elaborate chapter. Other than that it was reasonable. The modeling section was more direct than I thought it to be. Only problem was the theory. Y'know la how you tend to ah... overlook certain things when you study. Anyway, if whoever marks my paper sees the logic behind my written horse-dung, I can warrant a pass. Hey, I might even scrape a C.

Predictions for my results come July:

MgtAcc - C, maybe a D
ComBkg - Diao, I'll be happy with a P, but more likely to warrant a C
FinMgt - C is a certainty, might get a D
AISFM - All I want is a P. Anything more and I shall remember and love you forever

One thing I realized about sitting for exams this time around is that The Ten Tenors and Il Divo does wonders to your psyche 30 to 45 minutes before your exam.

And probably some Metallica to drown out the voodoo coming from those people who need to recite stuff out loud when memorising stuff.

IF my mind ISBLANK, THEN what?

2008-06-08T02:57:00.003+08:00

Lordy lord...

I've broke my personal record for staying up late to study / do something studies related.

Since 10pm till now i.e. 3am, I've been messing around with MS Excel models in efforts to grasp everything there is to grasp about financial modeling. So far progress has been reasonable except one on optimization which was a really bad bitch.

Now my head's full of models. Models models models. Optimization models. Probability models. Iterative models. Compound growth models. Conditional logic models. Models models models. Plain models. Regular models. Super models

Diao, who needs Gisele Bundchen when you've got her?

ptooi!

2008-06-07T15:00:00.002+08:00

How the heck does one study for AISFM pray tell?

I've got no problem with the AIS component. Just need to read up again.

But the Financial modeling component?

We're suppose to understand MS Excel theory apparently. And then we're also expected to draw out a few gadzillion rows and columns to write extra long and quirky MS Excel formulas.

On paper summore!! And we only have 3 hours to do the damn paper.

20 MCQs, 1 mark each (just fire away la knn)
Up to 40 marks worth of AIS theory (no problems there)
Up to 40 marks worth of FM "practical" and "theory" questions (wtf!)

If there's a unit that I've a high chance of screwing up, this is the one.

Freddy Krueger vs Jason Vorhees isn't half as twisted as this damned paper

1/2

2008-06-06T13:59:00.005+08:00

1/2

I've now got a splitting headache due to insanely mad speed writing to finish 3 ComBkg questions within 1 hour. It's madness really. I can't say that I did spectacularly well. Question 1 was a 20 marks biggie so probably I can wangle for about 12 marks there. Question 2 was 12 marks. If the examiner's lenient enough, I might grab all 12 leaving me with only 11 more marks to pass the unit. Question 3 was a bummer. There's 7 marks out the window. Question 4 onwards, I might be able to grab about 70% of the marks there so passing ComBkg is a likelihood. Scoring high is a no-no.

MgtAcc yesterday, can't say it was a breeze coz it did dish out its fair share of ass kicking but that one, passing shouldn't be a problem 'cept for the 18 marks bummer which left everyone in the hall dumb-struck. Ah well. Heck, I might even scrape a D like I did for AccB last semester when I thought I messed up big time.

Two more to go!! But first I'm gonna take the rest of the day off

Mati Kong Kiao

2008-06-04T22:51:00.004+08:00

When you're thirsty, you drink. When you're bored, you play. When you're tired you sleep.

When I'm stressed like farks, I eat.

Wish me luck people.

*But since harga minyak naik, tarif pun naik, semua pun naik, gaji saja tarak naik. All bela kuda and study with candle loh. For all I know, the uni briyani with mutton curry and fried chicken will now be RM10 instead of RM7. Diu loh.

Bloop Bloop Bloop

2008-06-03T12:16:00.003+08:00

If I had a dollar for every page of notes I read for the past two weeks, I'd be marginally rich. No honestly. Blazing through three very different units have got my brain wires all messed up, a slight flick and you'll hear the fuses blowing. And I've barely started on MgtAcc.

I've been fighting off the urge to chuck all my notes in the gutter and blast my way through extra-terrestial denizens of the never never. Now with the phone line up and running again, the urge is even stronger.

Distractions distractions.

Still, who am I to complain about distractions come exams? Ei Leen's grandma passed away just before her exams i.e. last Sunday and she's already up to her eyes in paper work with the FA exams coming soon.

Anyway, it irks me to know that unlike my previous semesters, whoever is in charge of putting up exam venues online has very nicely neglected to do so although the student portal directs us to the particular website. Now, I'll have to visit the campus a day earlier to figure out where the heck is my seat. To make things worse, they've changed the venue as stated in an e-mail to all students. Crr Grr Krr

Back to questions then.

Questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions questions

And more questions!

Glorious Age

2008-05-28T19:37:00.005+08:00

Phone line's still out for the count. Not a clue why though. Probably the rats did a little snacking on the lines.

Exams are exactly a week away and the way every lecturer speaks about the exam makes it sound as though everything will be a breeze as long as you study for the whole of next week. I don't disagree with that but one thing they forget is that I've got four other units to crunch for. If I've got a week to study for each, then I wouldn't be so farked. But I don't. That's why I'm feeling so bummed these days.

Exam preps aside, I finally got the two CD collection I've been hunting for so very long. Beyond, 25th Anniversary Collection. They've got every great song Beyond made in two CDs. How great is that? Don't know who or what I'm talking about? I wouldn't be surprised really. Especially all you ah beng kias who only listen to cute Asian poultry who can't sing to save their lives. Or all you ah lians who fall heels over head over those Asian male clams who has so much hair that they should donate to Yun Nam and still can't sing. Yep. All of you.

For the benefit of the unacquainted, Beyond is a Cantonese rock band consisting of four members of which one has already passed away, founded in 1983. Most of their songs mainly revolve around life in Hong Kong. While being a very much Hong Kong oriented rock band, a few of their songs also had underlying messages like Glorious Age (光輝歲月) which tells about racism and Nelson Mandela's struggle in South Africa.

No prizes for guessing why those ah lians haven't got a thing for them and those ah beng kias don't know them

damn damn damn 2

2008-05-27T23:06:00.003+08:00

Phone line's still out. Haven't got a clue why but at least it serves as a good deterrent for me or I'll end up playing more than studying. Not that I study a lot but that's not the case here.

It's been painful to say the least, studying for AISFM. The exam guide only covers the format and the structure of the questions. I wished that they'd be more precise in the topics especially since the AIS component is mind-bogglingly huge and vague. The mid-term test was already bad enough. For example, out of a roughly 40 page chapter, only a single sentence was asked. And don't ask me how I scored. The financial modeling component isn't exactly excruciating. I just need some touching up. Hopefully, I scrape enough not to have to sit through another semester of AISFM.

Exams schemexams.

Just can't wait for them to be over.

Then I can purge all the pent up stress on the unsuspecting lackeys who's sitting for their FA exams under my jurisdiction. Muahahaha

damn damn damn

2008-05-25T21:31:00.002+08:00

Ok I'm gonna make this really quick coz my home internet connection is down due to a faulty phone line and i just managed to hook on to a random wireless signal.

The past week has been mentally exhausting to say the least catching up on 3 months worth of ComBkg material. If only the lectures had been more interesting, I would've paid more attention to it. Problem was, it was worse than Donald Duck's and that's saying something. Regardless, I made a half assed attempt to cover everything and I'm proud to say I'm done with it. I'll leave the past year and tutorial Qs for the day before the ComBkg exam on the 6th.

Tomorrow I start preps for AISFM. Try and finish it by Wednesday. Then get started on FinMgt until Sunday and then crunch for MgtAcc during the days leading up to the exam on the 5th. Sit for it and then crunch some Qs for ComBkg on the 5th itself. Sit for the ComBkg exam on the 6th. Crunch for AISFM and FinMgt during the weekend and sit for both on the 10th and 11th respectively. Guess you won't be seeing me much for the next 3 weeks.

Anyway, I had enough of studying for the past week so I'm taking the rest of the night off.

EDWIN THE KING!

2008-05-22T20:58:00.006+08:00

Tralala Tralala. After a nail-biting Champions League Final, everything now comes to a rest. The entire match was fantastic. Seriously.

Blazing performances from both teams but Ronny stepped up and scored first much to the surprise of Michael Essien who imo, shares an uncanny resemblance to Will.I.Am.

To be fair to both teams, the pitch was far from cup-final perfection. Pretty much what caused Van der Sar to slip and let in Lampard's equaliser just before half time.

Throughout the match, I wasn't really worried since we had the old stalwart Scholesy to the fore. With tough dogs like these, who continues to fight on despite nursing a severe nose bleed, what's there to fear?

Of course, at the end of 90 minutes, with the score as stale as week old croissant, emotions started running high. In the second extra 15 minutes, Drogba suddenly took a liking to Vidic's clean shaven face and decided to give it a nice slap. Referee Lubos Michel felt left out from the action building up to Drogba's slap (which was actually a shouting match between Tevez and John Terry) and decided to chip in himself.

It was really really really painful when Ronny, who as usual did his 'hesitant' spot kick only to have the dazzling orange monster Petr Cech save his shot. Nail biting moment I tell you.

And this fella's like the Blues version of Scholesy. Real tough dog he is. Seriously respect John Terry. Without him, Chelsea wouldn't be what it is now. Sad thing for him and Chelsea fans round the world, he squandered his spot kick although Van der Sar was nowhere near saving it. And then both teams were equal. Thank God Hargreaves put his in.

As the orange monster saved a shot, so did the green giant from Man U after sizing up himself to Nicolas Anelka effectively winning the trophy for Man U. It took awhile for me to register than Man U won it after the ball went flying somewhere else. It came as a shock really until the commentators announced Man U as champs. He's a really big Dutchman Van der Sar, hero of Man U's Champions League campaign. I really must hunt for VDS's jersey.

Nothing but a fitting celebration after a season-long amount of hard work and determination.

The best team won? Hardcore Blues fans would say that the luckier team won. I can't deny that really. When it comes to penalties, it's all luck. But throughout the entire match, both teams were actually were quite equal, each having their own squandered chances like Tevez's double missed chance and Carrick's straight shot. Drogba had one off VDS's post and so did Lampard.

At least the referee didn't make any dubious decisions, choosing not to award any penalties to both teams despite their countless cries.

Thus ends the 2007/2008 football season. Man U, double winners leaving other English clubs not very far behind this time. Win the EPL next season and we'll match Liverpool's record of 18 of which most were won during Liverpool's glory days. Rafa who?

One thing I did notice during last night / this morning's game was that these two heroes do look alike somewhat.

Same high forehead. Same sharp nose. Only that Cech looks more full while VDS looks slightly gaunt. But still, both excellent goalkeepers.

Malaysian Uni Students Suck

2008-05-21T19:33:00.003+08:00

Now before you people lambast me for having such a title, ask yourself, have you ever been in a situation where you have the sudden drive to really pay attention to your lecturer and then all of a sudden, every other student around you in the lecture hall decides to have their own little nitty gritty barely audible conversation which has absolutely nothing to do with the on-going lecture. Pisses me off really. And then they alaah this and that when your lecturer decides to give a little extra notes to copy.
Every lecture without fail for this entire semester I tell you. Worst part is, even the supposedly studious ones join in the irritating whispers some of whom I know personally. It wouldn't be so bad if their conversations could be heard so that I can do a little ~~bird-droppings~~ eavesdropping since some are actually quite *ahem* interesting. But no, it's all quiet and whispers, pretty much like mosquitoes buzzing around your ears. So far, only a handful of lecturers have lashed out at these monkeys on a stick. Thank God next week's the last lecture of the semester.

Technically that's not possible. Sad but true.

*Finals in exactly two weeks x_x. Damn.

Three's A Charm

2008-05-19T18:44:00.002+08:00

Officially released from assignments, I have been furiously entertaining myself before the time comes to squeeze every ounce of neurons from my head. And since I haven't touched this place in for about a week, I shall commemorate it with a triple tag since Peck Jin, Ennie and Naz has well tagged me. Peck Jin and Naz, I can believe. But Ennie? And this is from the person who told me that she hated doing tags. Hmm... but nevertheless, I shall oblige, starting with Peck Jin's since she tagged me first.

Tag #1
1.Real name - Cheong Wing Hoh
2.Nickname - Wingie
3.Married - NOT!
4.Male or Female - Male last I checked *opens fly* Yep! Still male xD
5.Highschool - SMK Sri Permata / SMK Seaport whichever you're familiar with
6.College - Sunway University College
7.Short or long hair - Perpetually short. I hate having hair growing beyond my ears. Plus, it makes it harder to wear a beret
8.Are you a health freak - Rabbit food? Eww... Bluegh gag cough
9.Height - 177 / 178 cm. Just don't ask about the circumference :P
10.Do you have a crush on someone - currently no
11.Do you like yourself - and why wouldn't I save the lack of liquidity in my bank account
12.Piercings - and get myself hooked against a wayward nail / screw / hook? Nay nay
13.Righty or Lefty - Righty

FIRST'S

14. First surgery - Ahmed valve was it? Upper left eyeball in June '03. Luckily it hasn't buzzed off at the airport xD
15. First piercing(s) - see #12
16. First person you see in the morning - depends on which comic book I left on my bed
17. First award - Bronze medal for Spooned-Egg / Egged-Spoon race in Std 1!!
18. First sport you joined - Baby-cot Climbing
19. First pet - Definitely a dog
20. First vacation - Err... back to grandma's for my month-old b'day?
21. First concert - This is vague coz I performed in some hilariously stupid Hawaiian themed one at when I was 5 or 6. First live concert I attended was the PCD one in 06

CURRENTLY

23. Eating - Air
24. Drinking - see #23
25. I'm about to - check my Gossip Girl episode status (don't ask!)

YOUR FUTURE

26. Want kids - anything under the age of 10 is bearable
27. Want to get married - if the boot fits
28. Careers in mind - any halal position that offers big bucks and probably even a uni lecturer or college teacher, rock god

WHICH ONE IS BETTER

29. Lips or eyes - You mean which I rather have? Both if you don't mind
30. Hugs or kisses - Hugs and kisses
31. Shorter or taller - Partner = Shorter, Me = Taller
32. Romantic or spontaneous - Spontaneous. I thrive on reckless spontaneity
33. Sensitive or loud - sensitive
34. Trouble maker or hesitant - see #32

HAVE YOU EVER

35. Kissed a stranger - and get arrested?
36. Drank bubbles - oh the lovely lovely taste of soap!
37. Lost glasses/contacts - Lost, no. Broke two already to date :p
38. Ran away from home - from home no. From kindergarten YES! oh hohoho
39. Liked someone younger - why not?
40. Liked someone older - think so but then again I ain't no Ashton Kutcher
41. Broken someone's heart - I'm not a meanie ok?
42. Been arrested - nope. messed up in school, lets just say if I had got caught for all the misdeeds I did in school, I would've been expelled thrice xP
43. Cried when someone died - nope but that doesn't mean I'm cold-blooded
44. Liked a friend - yes!!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

45. Yourself - who else is there to trust then?
46. Miracles - not seeing your face in the obituary IS a miracle by itself
47. Heaven - oh yes believe me
48. Santa clause - like how he managed through the iron grilles in my house? har har har
49. Angels - define angels

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY ~*

50. Is there one person you want to be with right now - nope
51. Do you believe in God - regardless of religion, there's always God.
52. Tag 5 people - Ennie, Wei Shiarn, Aku, Nazriq, Rachel

Tag #2
1. Do you eat a lot of fast food?
Roti Canai counts right? No? Damn

2. Besides your mouth, where is your favorite spot to get kissed?
I won't be creative on this one so I'll leave it at the cheek capiche?

3. Were you happy when you woke up today?
I'm always happy when I wake up before being greeted with a horribly soggy and limp sandwich

4. Have you ever streaked?
And who takes a shower with their clothes on pray tell?

5. Are you an understanding person?
Oh, yes. I understand but I may not agree and that's where you scarper and hide! RaWr!

6. What was the last movie you saw in theaters?
Oh hell, was it I Pronounce You Chuck & Larry?

7. Did you pray before you went to bed last night?
... and I give thanks to this beautiful, comfortable European queen-sized bed

8. What did you last get upset about?
"Class... I'm going to replace your Thursday afternoon class to Tuesday at 8am"

9. Do you eat candy on a daily basis?
Oh... close. It's three times a week

10. Does it make you happy to get letters in the mail?
Even if it's Monash telling me to pay up or they'll evict my ass from the uni

11. What are you looking forward to this summer?
S... S... Summer in Malaysia? It's always summer here. Ah well, probably a job with Mr Mano.

12. Who was the last person you ate with?
Myself over four slices of roti bakar and lots of kaya!

13. Do raisins belong in cookies?
Raisins belong in the little paper boxes they come in

14. What's your screen name?
it's as variable as variable costs can be. Currently it's "of UV, analgesic and salts"

15. Walking into a party, what's the first thing you notice?
Who are all these people and what the hell am I doing here?

16. Are you currently taking a science class in school?
Social Science count? (nicked of from WS)

17. You've just won a free vacation to either South America or North Korea?
South America. I don't wanna risk being strapped to a nuclear-warhead carrying ICBM

18. Kiss on the first date?
I'll keep that in mind the next time I buy a box of dates xD

19. Would you rather have chicken or steak?
With Kuan Yin Ma as my resident deity, it's my personal obligation to consume the damn fowl

20. What's one thing you've learned?
That I should be in med school

21. Who was the last person you took a picture of?
It was a friggin cake for pete's sake!

22. Would you ever donate blood?
Have and will continue to

23. How many snack machines are in your school?
This is Malaysia for crying out loud! There are no snack machines. Just some mamak who overprices his snacks

24. Have you ever felt replaced?
No.

25. Are there deerheads covering any walls in your house?
... and watch grandma squirm in fear?

26. Do you believe in karma?
Oh yeah... believe it or not it's there alright

26. Have you ever been asked out?
Yes. It's very awkward, really, seeing as I can't really brag about my physical appearance. Errgh. (nicked this 100% from Ennie)

27. Are you good at telling jokes?
I'm good at making myself look like a joke, which, technically, SHOULD count. (nicked again from Ennie)

28. Do you wish you had smaller feet?
Smaller no. Narrower yes

29. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?
Once until her boyfriend started to get real jealous.

30. When ordering sushi, what do you get?
Ok this is really really tough coz the sushi I usually get are those 99 cents ones from Jusco xD

31. How many of your friends have seen you naked?
Though Ennie considered it normal for girls, it is indeed NOT normal for guys

32. Do you write in cursive or in print?
Mine can be accurately classified as doctors'

33. What were you doing at 10 am?
Praying to Gautama Buddha.

34. Are you different now than you were six months ago?
Six months ago I was 19.

35. What was the last beverage you spilled on yourself?
Some peanut soup

Tag #3 (from Naz) is the exact same one as Ennie's so I guess I'll stop here.

Oh hohoho Ah hahaha

2008-05-13T09:01:00.004+08:00

Ten ten ten ten ten ten we got titles ten!
Ten ten ten ten ten ten we got titles ten!
Ten ten ten ten ten ten we got titles ten!
Ten ten ten ten ten ten we got titles ten!

That was the highlight of the weekend without a doubt. And having said that, Yoong might wanna consider pummeling me since he so wanted Wigan to win for whatever reasons there may be.

So I haven't posted anything since last week coz I was quite busy with my MgtAcc assignment which I handed in a day earlier. Now all I'm left with is the dratted financial modeling assignment. Which is so ambiguously vague it isn't even funny.

Oh yeah, I'm bloody 20 going on 30 as WS so kindly reminded me.

It may seem absurd to actually see the time stamp on this piece as 9 am on a Tuesday morning. I'm actually in the library doing this since I decided to join Mother Teresa in her discussion on doing the damned financial modeling assignment. And as always, I'm the earliest.

Side note: V just sent me a message saying that she'll appear after 2PM. Renewing passport apparently. Ratty hells. Let's just hope that Mother Teresa and co stay for long enough.

Finals on the 5th, 6th, 1oth and 11th. MgtAcc, ComBkg, FinMgt and AISFM in that order. I've got three weeks before grinding my nose against a Cayenne's over large ceramic brembo brakes. Cut off one week for the vaguely ambiguous assignment and I'm left with two. ~~And since I'm a lazy bugger, I'm left with one~~.

I'm actually quite confident with MgtAcc. FinMgt even. ComBkg (oh horror of horrors) and AISFM (oh fuckity fuck) I'm not so sure. It'd be a bloody pain to fail the latter two. It's like Edvard Munch's The Scream.

I could very well just name it Wingie's I'm Retaking AISFM!

I've finally planned out the recruits' FA lessons before their June 14 exam. And since some people have finally decided to chip in some effort, I wouldn't have to pelt the little 'uns with asset categories and their associated risks instead of how to ~~perform a vasectomy~~ treat a patient with fractures to the radius and ulna on both arms, collarbones, dislocated shoulder, outward pushing puncture wound, embedded shards on the calves, bullet through the femoral arteries, amputated foot and a with a wee little bulge on the lower lumbar area.

An ode to gaming I say!

Damn They Don't Make'em Like This Anymore

2008-05-06T21:00:00.000+08:00

Again I surprise myself by finishing off my MgtAcc assignment way earlier than I expected myself too. It was scary initially seeing how all five questions were quite straightforward and didn't require much skull-cracking on my part. But therein lies the problem. I've never seen any Accounts question that is so straightforward it requires no thinking. Except my CVP analysis homework la of course. Anyway, since I finished off everything so quickly, I decided to treat myself to a little entertainment. I got Cabal up and running again. Apparently the problem was with the Windows XP version (it was SP1 previously) and the DirectX drivers (or lack of). The latest DX9.0c drivers refused to to install on SP1 so I had to rummage through every single drawer I own to look for my SP2 CD. Eventually it was found and now everything works sweet as a nut. Only problem is, since my 1GB RAM is corrupted, everything moves slower.

No, don't bother PM-ing Genjurou the half-assed warrior anymore. It's UkyoTachibana the nuber blader now. No, there's no space between the names.

So now everything works salty as a pickled herring. Fiddle de dee.

I thought my weekend would be rid off assignments since V's still busy with her macro policy assignment so I can't start with the financial modelling assignment. And then probably shudder in fear as Man U take on Wigan on Sunday but no, I've got loads to do.

I just found out that my dear recruits, of which I've been loyally teaching every Friday will be sitting for their EFA exam on the June 21. It seems a long time from now but their sitting for their school exams soon and they have their school holidays. By the time they get back, it'll be only two more weeks before their exam. At most, I'll only have four more classes with them. And I've just went through Chapter 3 i.e. the circulatory system and disorders. And I've got another ten chapters to go. Minus the practical skills.

Shitting fuck.

This all boils down to the jokers who were initially preparing for a new FA manual to be handed out to them but somehow, something went wrong somewhere and now no one's doing anything about it so I'm gonna have to revamp all thirteen chapters myself and then give it to my recruits next week so that they can go through it during their school holidays. And there's still the issue of their bandages. Oh bandaging is a piece of cake to teach. It's so simple I could tie a knee cap bandage with my eyes closed. Lower-body fracture immobilization is even easier. Tie tie tie starting from the ankle, jump to the pelvic region and work your way down. Easy.

I might hook a problem when it comes to transportation though. That one has always been a real biatch to teach. Year after year I'll have recruits falling all over the place trying to lift each other.

Oh bloody hell I just remembered.

There's still CPR and Choking. Friggin hell. And the snickers from messing with Little Anne and Charlie. If you don't know who or what Little Anne is read Charlie and Anne, *gag* *gasp* *cough* *wheeze* and *gag* *gasp* *cough* *wheeze* part 2.

Maybe I'll just print out my trusty CPR / Choking mind-map and hand it to them.

Yeah, I think I'll do just that.

Anyone care to be my dummy? Ngyeh ngyeh ngyeh

Where's the Love Yo?

2008-05-04T19:25:00.005+08:00

Zizou was a champion in the previous World Cup Finals

When the EPL started, everyone wanted to be like Zizou coz he was like a legend. Everyone wants to be a legend. So Ronny started

And since Ronny is becoming a legend by himself having scored his 40th goal in all matches and Nani publicly idolizing Ronny, then Nani has to try be a legend too.

Nothing better than a good old fashioned melee

of Secret to Happy and Loving Marriage

2008-05-01T23:13:00.006+08:00

Was out in the Old Town region of PJ, y'know the village / residential area near Assunta Hospital. Had a bit of errands to run and while waiting for mum to get some stuff from one of the local mini marts, I chanced upon this. With my l337 skills of pretending to type a message when I'm actually snapping a picture, I got this. I bolted immediately for fear of the shopkeeper firing loh hon kor at me.

In Malay, the poster reads Betul ke? Dulu anda macam seekor harimau. Sekarang anda mematahkan pula kedua-dua kaki katil! Saya mesti mengesyorkan De'Emporo Mas kepada rakan-rakan saya!

In English, it reads Sure or not? The last time you are like a tiger! This time you broke 2 legs of our bed! I must recommend De'Emporo Gold to my friend!

Judging from the poster, this product guarantees that you'll be a real champ in bed. The packaging, as you can see at the bottom of the poster, has the picture of a regal figure, kinda like those Mandarins from ancient China who had a million and one wives. Probably the company is implying that by eating / drinking / injecting / absorbing / smoking this... this... substance, you'd be as potent as the Mandarins of yore since they fathered like two, three football teams worth of kids.

The zany designers of the poster actually saw it fit to include the 2 broken bed legs. They even went to the extent of labelling it in 3 different languages. The poster just oozes semangat muhibbah berbilang kaum don't you think? Add a Tamil translation and soon you'll be seeing it at the Parliament House Gallery. The new symbol of ~~potency~~ unity.

And the funny thing about this illustration is that the odd couple, who are nothing much to look at by the way, are actually having a fully-clothed conversation on what the dude's been eating / drinking / injecting / absorbing during their great moment of intimacy. Look closer and you'll notice that the dude is actually looking very smug about the whole bed-breaking thing. Judging from the conversation alone, broken bed legs are a sign of strength in bed.

This is a clear sign that when it comes to strength in bed, I'm the king of kings since I've broken the side and centre pillars of my bed many times over (my bed doesn't have legs. The whole bed is flat on the floor). Heck, when I was about 11 or so, I totally distorted the steel beams that supported the lower bunk of my double decker bed. Damn, I was a hero in bed even before I knew what all this in-bed intimacy was all about.

Either I'm the Hercules of in-bed strength or I'm a fat yob.

But nevertheless, have you spotted the absurdness in the whole conversation yet? Or is your mind not as twisted as mine due to the excellent tutelage of TMC?

Read the last sentence of the monologue. The English one to be exact. Again. And again. Got it yet?

No? See, the sentence says I must recommend De'Emporo Gold to my friend!

To my friend! Get it? The term friend here has a very broad definition. It could mean that she's gonna recommend it to her female friends so that they can ask their significant others to give it a shot OR it means that she's been two-timing our little bed-leg-breaking tiger.

But think again, why should she recommend it to her female friends to get their partners to try it? How would she know that her friends' significant other isn't up to par? Unless she's the one assessing him / them hmm? Now that's a point to ponder ngyeh ngyeh ngyeh.

And don't play play, this baby's a Malaysian MoH certified GMP Product, so sayeth the bottom left corner of the poster.

Means that eat it and pretty soon, you're gonna be an extra-strong all powerful Mandarin.

In bed at least.

Edit
*Good heavens, I just remembered that there was another poster in the same shop which featured the same thing. Only that it was for the women. It also had the De'Emporo name in it. And the box had one of those supposed stunningly pretty waitresses / concubines / tea ladies in it. I couldn't get the picture since one of the shop assistants were hovering around.

*I've also noticed another absurdity with the poster. Why did they use the term like a tiger / macam harimau? Are the designers saying that tigers are pathetic when it comes to getting jiggy with it? The designers seriously tidakberperikeharimauan. I demand equal rights for the tigers! Either that or we respect their privacy and not go snooping on them during their intimate moments. There are more worthwhile people to skodeng out there.

Malaysians' Derrieres Gape (MDG)

2008-04-30T18:28:00.007+08:00

My my. The past 24 hours gave me a few pleasant surprises.

The first: after almost 3 months of strutting their stuff online, the Malaysian Dreamgirl reality series came to a close at 1U last night. Judging from the stuff said by all the bloggers that actually went, the finale was really good. All 11 of the 12 (I'm guessing Jean didn't make it) finalists put on really a good show. I couldn't make it there myself since I had more important things on my mind. Financial *cough* management *cough*. The result came as a big surprise to me actually. The one I damn sure thought would bag the prize surprisingly didn't win. I'm not complaining though since I never liked her anyway.

So 2nd Runner up:

There you have it. The crowd favourite. Hanis the Manis / Datin or whatever Sazzy Falak likes to call her. 2nd runner up. Most people can't believe it. And suddenly we're reminded of the Bersih rally that happened a few months back that claimed vote rigging etc etc. Does this mean that a lot of Malaysians like the Gong Li look? I for one, can't stand it.

So that leaves us with Adeline and Cindy. From the start of the show, both have been my in my favourites list. But if you've been following me closely enough, you'd also know that I prefer the latter over the former which is why I'm quite delighted since

Adeline is the 1st runner up. I expected her to get lots of votes since she probably appeals to the lala revolution advocates. And we all know how much spare dough those two-legged crayfish have these days. A few posts ago I mentioned that if Adeline smiled more instead of putting on the blur-sotong look, she'd be more appealing to the masses. My view hasn't changed and judging from this picture alone, I'd say that Hanis deserves to be in Adeline's place.

That being said, our champ is none other than Cindy. Yay!

Cindy winning MDG came as quite a surprise to me since I knew that a lot of local folks would be rooting for Hanis. Everyone says that Cindy doesn't deserve to be there and she's only there because of her rich dad who apparently has been raking in the votes for her. I'm not gonna argue on that. A lot of Cindy-haters also hate her because of the way she's portrayed in the episodes. Personally, I know that she's the high-maintenance type of girl, daddy's little girl etc etc but I don't think her portrayal in the episodes does her any justice. I'm no expert on the modelling scene but from the photos alone, I personally think she has what it takes. True that along the way, she might have fugged up a few shots especially the Wella Inspiration one (but that photoshoot had everyone looking fugged so it doesn't count) but overall, she seems good enough.
A really deserved win? Probably not. A case of the best of the worst? More likely. But I'm happy since I've been rooting for her all along. Hope to see her in mags and ads soon. But that's highly unlikely either since I don't do fashion mags. Heavens no.

What we can learn about the first season of MDG is that a lot of Malaysians, myself included, don't know jack about modelling. MDG should just be like ANTM. Get really professional supermodels, fashion stylists and photographers to be the judges and let the judges decide who should get the boot. Like how Tyra Banks occasionally blows her top at incompetent wannabe models.

I sense a long post coming up...

Second surprise. UEFA Champions League Second Leg, Man Utd 1 Barcelona 0. And the soul sole goal came from an unlikely soul. Dear ol' Scholesy. Yup. Paul Scholes the old stalwart. That 33 year old who roughly two seasons ago had problems with his eyes and couldn't play. The same 'old' man that got back from injury a few months back.

Judging from this artillery fire, I say that his eyes are a damn sight better than a lot of midfielders his age. Sorry Barca fans but Deco just got decoyed. Happens quite often when opposing teams taunt and mock Man U. It happened last season when Francesco Totti told Sir Fergie to remember his name coz he'll pummel Man U. And Roma ended up being trounced 7 - 1. Lets just hope that Liverfool's Spanish sharpshooter works his magic against Chelski tonight.

Third surprise. Ok, this can't be really considered as a surprise but surprise surprise anyway when Teri sent me a text message that Seaport Division bagged the prize in the school's annual sports day march past. Before you guys pummel me for saying that it's no surprise, let me remind you guys that among all the uniformed bodies in the school, you guys trained the hardest and most frequent. If I had a dollar for every time I saw you guys at it, I'd be able to afford a bucket of KFC by now. And despite the numerous absentees, you guys still trained albeit grumpily and looks like it paid off. That's why it's no surprise that you guys won. And I'm proud. No seriously I am. So that makes it two years in a row now. Lets trounce KRS shall we?

Surprise number 4: Ok this one not so pleasant. Bloody FinMgt exam. Relatively compared to the AIS exam I sat for on Monday, AIS was a piece of cake. The FinMgt exam, particularly the MCQ section had numerous obscure statements that were to me, unheard of, till today. The short answer question section was my own boo-boo since I didn't study hard enough. Honestly, who's in the mood to study when they've got a burst pipe in their nose? Passing shouldn't be problem. At worse, I'll take Mr Mano out for tea.

Ruddy long if you ask me

Oh Bloody Hellfires

2008-04-29T17:50:00.006+08:00

I was reading the MYC magazine last week since I was bored stiff shaking legs at the MM Shop and I came across a promo / review of the movie Slit-Mouthed Woman or whatever the heck it's supposed to be called. Kuchisake-onna or something I think in Japanese. I haven't watched it and I've no intention on watching it because I'm a friggin' yellow-belly for horrors but what I wanted to point out is the stark contrast between this movie and all the other horror movies that have come and gone none of which I've seen and don't intend to because I'm a friggin' yellow-belly for horrors. I don't know what the plot's like for horror movies since I don't watch them because I'm a friggin' yellow-belly for horrors but my guess is that it usually ends with all the adults getting obliterated one way or another by some eeeeveeeiiil being or a raving lunatic with a hatchet.

Slit-Mouthed Woman on the other hand has our antagonist wielding a big-ass scissors (garden shears more like), about twice the size of those grandma uses for her sewing. Y'know those which make the very distinct iron blade against iron blade sheeenk sound. And it's bloody (not grandma's) but you would've already guessed that. And our antagonist is angry about something. The online reviews didn't really say what she's angry about but that's just the way it is with horror movies no? They're always angry with something.

If I had hair like a Portuguese-man-o-war's ~~testicles~~ tentacles and a mouth the size of Antigua, I'd be pretty angry too.

The expression however reminds me more of Stickgal on "A Girl's Ultimate Nightmare"

The resemblance is uncanny imo

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Edit
*I can't wait for the new Perodua Nautica to be released on May 9th!! My 20th birthday present perhaps? Fufufu |^_^|

Oh Hohoho

2008-04-28T23:10:00.004+08:00

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I just felt like doing that and leaving it there. Anyway, the AIS mid-term test I sat for today was quite straight forward to say the least. I can't say I aced it though but I should be able to rake up at least half the marks. Given another few hours of studying and I would've breezed through the whole thing no problem. The weekend you say? Oh hohoho, no no no. I was out basking in the sun when it shone in all its might and glory while allowing my epidermis to absorb squirt after squirt of analgesic and liquid salts excreted from human entities making me look like a friggin' orange under the auditorium's enchanting lights.

And did I mention that all that extra substances is giving me a little itch?

Oh, and I've got my FinMgt mid-term test on Wednesday. And my dear members ~~are pining for me~~ want me to see them on Wednesday morning during their Sports Day march past. And the UEFA Champion's League Semi-Final Second Leg is on Wednesday morning too. Decisions decisions. Only one way to solve this problem. Study like heck tomorrow. Sleep early. Wake up early for the match. Catch another hour or so of sleep. Go watch their march past then join Mr Mano's 10am class, study some more after that and then sit for the test at 1pm. And then drift off to the Land of Cod during ComBkg.

Fur-Fect!! Ingenious!! Stupendous!!

And I suddenly remembered that I only have two more assignments left.

^_^

Blardy Cow!

2008-04-27T22:57:00.003+08:00

After removing the faulty RAM stick, which unfortunately is the 1GB one, my PC now runs alright. Only problem is, I might snag a few problems when it comes to installing stuff. First thing I tried was installing Cabal and it doesn't seem to work. It installed perfectly on my laptop but it can't run smoothly due to a severe lack of hardware meaning that the reason it can't install on my PC is due to hardware problems. So now, I've absolutely no idea where the problem lies.

I'm trying to wangle my way through a new PC and hopefully I can keep it with me while I donate my laptop to mum.

And I just remembered that I've got the mid-term AIS test tomorrow. I think I'll do some studying in the library tomorrow since I'm feeling quite wasted despite sleeping for two hours just now.

I never thought I'd do this but ever since the (skanky) Malaysian Dreamgirl series kicked off, I've been voting off and on for Cindy and since the last episode has been aired, I'm gonna ask you people to do the same. Usually I don't do this but what the hell.

So vote for Cindy by keying in DREAM 03 and send it to 33001. No, I'm not getting paid for this.

You can also vote for me by keying in WINGIE 00 and send it to 999 / 911.

Rest assured I'll be the undisputed champion.

Bah

2008-04-25T21:40:00.002+08:00

Am frigginly sleepy right now after standing for the whole day today after attending to heavy perspiring individuals who collapse due to exhaustion at the MBPJ Stadium. And I'm suppose to go back there tomorrow.

I got my PC's hard disk fixed but now it seems that I've run into another problem. The RAM which from a memory test tells me that its also corrupted. I've got two sticks in there so it's gonna have to be a trial and error thing. I just hope that it's not the 1GB one. I'll do the surgery tomorrow since my eyes can barely open now.

Ha!

2008-04-23T21:17:00.003+08:00

My PC's hard disk finally crashed after living on the edge for quite some time now. I more or less expected it to happen already but what I'm pissed off about is that it had to crash a day before I declared for myself a two day absence from work. I'll go get a new one tomorrow. And that'll cause me another few hundred. Bah.

I've always been posed the question of why do I finish my assignments so fast? Simply coz I hate completing work on the night before or on the due date.

A brutally honest answer would be that I love not working when other people are.

I've got no love for people who put off their work and go out partying any day everyday and then whine and bitch about being up to their scalp in work. Serves them right. But of course being the nice guy that I obviously am, I still provide help as much help as I see fit. And there'll be the leeches whom I just grab a whole pound of salt and fling it in their direction.

I'll have to download all the necessary stuff for my PC using my crummy old laptop now and whilst doing that, I'll get down to watching the movies I was suppose to watch during my mid-sem break, starting with ~~Braveheart~~ South Park.

Tralala :D

2008-04-23T00:00:00.004+08:00

I shall sleep easier tonight since it's beginning to rain.

I shall sleep much easier tonight knowing that I've finally finished my ComBkg assignment albeit a half-assed attempt but still finished :D

I shall also wish that Liverfool trounces Chelski.

I shall now take two days off from work starting tomorrow after working my nuts off.

I shall now go to sleep

Almost There

2008-04-21T23:26:00.002+08:00

I told myself that I won't be bullied by the damned ComBkg assignment and being true to my word, I beat the bloody shyte out of it. I haven't really touched up the in-text citations yet but all that could be solved in a jiffy tomorrow. That leaves all the other formal hullabaloos like the introduction and executive summary and conclusion and table of contents and blah and blah blah blah. Oh yeah, and the soppy letter of transmittal. Brrr... But honestly speaking, I'm using ComBkg as a benchmark on whether I should ditch Finance once and for all and just focus solely on Accounting. If I fail or marginally pass the unit, I'm dropping it. Period.

On a different note, my left nostril is really sore at the moment thanks to a 3mm gash on the lower region so I can't really blow my nose properly especially since I've still got a blocked nose as the after effect of fever. And since I can't blow my nose, much less rub it, the insides are all dry and hurts like heck. And I just discovered that if I do blow, the boogers are actually blood-stained. Dangerous. Can't possibly be CSF (cerebro-spinal fluid) since I haven't done anything remotely cuckoo with my head (besides ComBkg la of course).

Unless it's NCF (nose-crap fluid)

Day Fever Day Fever

2008-04-18T23:40:00.000+08:00

Stupid curry laksa from 1U's Oriental Cravings was a rip-off. What's more it gave me a sore throat and a fever. And now thanks to rapid cooling, I've got a flu so bad that the librarians might chuck me out any minute for fouling up the place. Yes I am in the library typing this at a time where I should actually be curled up in my warm sheets but no, I've got three tutorials ahead of me and seeing that I already skipped last week's AIS tutorial, I can't afford to skip this week's. But yohoho, the damned tutorial is at 4pm. I'm seriously considering jumping ship over to a Friday morning class. Even better if it's with Mr Ananda.

There's whole bunch of armed guards walking up and down the campus, a mix of Sunway police auxillaries, Sunway's own blue-uniformed guards and a couple of traffic police. I wonder what's going on.

Hopefully a bomb scare in CPU Lab 6 at 4pm.

Yohoho and a bottle of yum

Edit: Apr 18

Yesterday was a real pain though thankfully the AIS tutorial was cancelled since Dr Wong went for a conference. Dr Tng actually mentioned this to us last week and I totally forgot until Ming Kiat told me about it.

It turns out the the Sunway guards were having a conference or thingy in one of the basement lecture theatres. Awhile after, they started trooping out in droves. Damn no bomb scare I thought. Soon, the sound of whistles resonated on the entire ground floor. Being a sucker for stuff dudes in uniform do, I decided to do a little snooping and what I saw was this:

Oh ho... the guards have been requested to fall in or masuk baris for you bm-speaking-marchers. But whatever for at such a blazingly hot hour of day?

On closer inspection, it seems that the traffic police were doing something to the poor guards. Seeing that they're all clad in white gloves, with whistles like a pacifier, it can't be anything other than traffic control.

This was as close as I could go. Any closer and the traffic police might just think I'm snooping and takes his gun and shoot me.

Staying in PJ for two decades, I can safely say that the guards that you don't wanna mess with are Sunway guards. Forget those which harass you for your IDs. The real champions are those that escort the daily takings from the finance department.

They might just lop off your head with a little flick if you piss them off.

Night Fever Night Fever

2008-04-16T23:00:00.002+08:00

I don't know how to bloody do it!!

Yohoho and a bottle of yum laddies. I know I promised pictures of last Sunday's FA and FD competition and my dear lackeys have started to push me for it but I've been busy getting jiggy with my ComBkg assignment which I'm proud to say I've half-assedly completed 20%. So sorry lads. You won't be seeing it for a long time yet since I'm still trying to complete one question a day. There are 5 questions in total with a word limit of 2200. I'm already at 8xx words. And I've got another 4 questions to go. Unless I can finish off parts B & C of Question 1 with about 300 words I'm gonna have to do give the whole assignment a royal duffing up once I'm done with the last question. And there's still the letter of transmittal, the executive summary, table of contents etc etc which must all be completed before next Thursday. Oh horror of horrors. And the current ickle CIMPians dare to complain about their ISUs. Hah. Honestly, in CIMP, despite having the same schedule everyday, each day was never the same. How I bloody wish that unis would follow the CIMP system. That'd be a blast.

Anyway, it's unlikely that I'll be blogging as frequent as I did a few weeks ago but I'd definitely do is get a good laugh if Chelski gets trounced by Everton. Heck, even a draw would suffice.

Yoong> you can find me hacking malicious critters usually between 7pm-8.30pm. Name you already have. The server as well. And I usually don't reply messages after 12am for fear of jolting the receiver awake.

2008-04-14T22:37:00.003+08:00

Bloody fucking internet connection kanasai. Can't even load a fucking page properly. Wait a sec, it can't even load a single page. And I've got 10 days to finish my ComBkg assignment. If the internet connection carries on being a bloody bitch, I'm finished.

Either that or I'm gonna leap frog and hog my desktop for the next 10 days.

Yeah, I think I'll do just that.

Won't be the first neither will it be the last time I'm saying this but

STREAMYX!! YOU SUCK!!

Step By Step

2008-04-14T18:44:00.002+08:00

Ah yes, so Adebayor managed to nudge in a goal for Arsenal yesterday although it was with his hands. It was pretty obvious that it was his hands but the referee allowed it. Can't blame him since the ref was at an impossible angle to spot it.

But what happens when karma turns around and bites you?

Cristiano Ronaldo scores. That's what. So what if Arsenal got a goal from a handball. We got one too thanks to the cry baby William Gall-ass.

Oh... it's undeniable that Arsenal were trying really hard but a bit too hard I must say. Six yellow cards uh huh. But no matter how hard they tried, a little flick from Owen Hargreaves and the ball flies right into the net, and we're 2-1 up

Funny thing was that the wall didn't even jump and Lehmann stood all poised to pounce. But on the wrong side.

What does this mean?

The better team won. Yup.

Hahaha and Sooyan actually reads this stuff. So here's a greeting to you!

2008-04-13T22:46:00.002+08:00

The quality of competitors this year was just as good as last year's, barring a few teams who made a total hash out of their long case category. And Seaport Division won 2 golds and a silver. Ruddy brilliant. Competition between the nursing members weren't as great as the intense rivalry between the ambulance members.

Am I proud of them? Hell I am. Despite the strong competition and all their misgivings throughout the entire training process, they still raked in something nevertheless.

I've got like a bucket load of pictures from today. I'll put them up once I've sorted and touched them up.

Change has a Price Tag. RM44.10 to be exact

2008-04-12T23:24:00.004+08:00

Just let the pictures do the talking

Before:

After RM24.10:

Don't expect to see pictures of me here in the forage cap. I look like a total dork.

Over my dead body will I ever post a picture of myself in the new black beret. I look worst than Gordon Ramsay in his first chef garb. And excuse me for having a humongous big head.

I will miss my overly large chevron but at least my uniform is balanced on both sides now.

And I find Yoong's take on Sejarah almost perfectly echoes my sentiments though I might just lean towards a more Manoharan train of thought.

Now where the heck is my OTC result?

Random Ramblings 5

2008-04-10T21:05:00.006+08:00

Highlight of the day: Man U 1 AS Roma 0 though the hailat of the day is falling sick due to lack of sleep. The stuff guys will do for football as V reminded me as I skivved AIS. Anyway, Man U was on course to going through to the semis since

1) Edwin Van Der Sar must have jinxed his goal post since Danielle De Rossi's penalty shot just flew over the bar.

2) Carlos Tevez's flying header ended a 70 minute wait for an opening goal

3) Gary Neville's return to first team football and almost scored. And add that with Mikael Silvestre's welcome return to fill in the defensive gap left by Vida.

And Sir Fergie didn't even need to field Ronny and Rooney. After all, the one who had the most shots last night / this morning was Owen Hargreaves.

On a different note, my virtual self is no longer a long blue haired gay boy. Now, he's a big mean bastard by the name of (Kibagami) Genjurou also from the Samurai Showdown series.

Over here, you can see him pwning a Mummy ~~Bladder~~ Blader.

Then, he single-handedly takes on a bladder and ~~yo' mama~~ a mummy

However, being a big mean bastard with a big ass cleaver doesn't stop him from performing his gay victory dance.

No, I'm not a hardcore gamer like WS who apparently pwns a lot of weird oddities in the virtual world but murdering critters for experience points in Cabal is actually quite easy.

ComBkg assignment due in exactly two weeks. I shall get started on it latest Monday.

Lastly. I took this while waiting for some ickle freshies to leave CPU Lab 6 for my AIS tutorial. I quite like how it turned out

I shall hereby call it A Bench Through A Bench.

Just don't ask me what that means

2008-04-08T23:44:00.002+08:00

MUSO - Monash students' #1 musuh.

Takes forever to load. Takes an eternity to open a folder. And you can wait till kingdom come and your file still won't open.

Therefore MUSO is a real musuh

KRGJKZKJSDFG!!!

It Ain't Over Till the Botak Fella Sings

2008-04-07T23:39:00.002+08:00

I found this picture by Stickgal quite appropriate to what I'm thinking right now

That's what 5 straight days of management accounting does to my head. So to fill it up with some vibes I decided to get myself this:

I'm not an ardent follower of the American Idol franchise and I don't really care about the winners except Kelly Clarkson and Carrie Underwood.

Chris Daughtry and his bandy gang of rockers quite precisely named Daughtry are quite a surprising act, imo. When It's Not Over was first released, it was played so often on the airwaves that I cursed at anything and everything within cursing range whenever it came on. Now I curse and swear at Sean Kingston and Chris Brown.

Daughtry's self titled album got pretty mixed reviews from all over the industry. Ken Barnes of USA Today thinks that Daughtry = FuelNickelStaindback. Hahaha.

One comment that really struck me was by Christian Hoard with Rolling Stones which said that:

"[Chris] Daughtry gets points for not courting soccer moms, but just because he can howl like a motherfucker doesn't mean he's not a cheeseball."

Generic they may be but I don't really have a clear cut definition about the music I listen to.

Anything which catches my fancy, I like.

ComBkg assignment I don't like. Pfft.

Lights! Camera! Action! repeat

2008-04-06T22:45:00.006+08:00

I'd bore you all to bits if I were to explain every single detail about events leading up to KSTU's Charity Dinner last night. Some events are strictly for me to know. And not a chance for you to find out.

I couldn't get the pictures of the glorious scrumptious food because I was too busy running around like a madman snapping people happily gobbling up their share of food. On top of that, I was also busy ensuring that the lighting for the entire hall was suited to the agenda for the night. And a special thanks goes to Cpl Ahyadi and Pvt Syed Haris for helping me on that. I only managed to get a few random pics before, during and slightly before the end of the dinner. Most of the time, I was snapping away using Mdm Mei's camera.

KSTU's Area Commander Tn Nathan is always very happy and obliging on dinner day and always the first VIP to arrive!

Yes, the venue is a school hall but quite a large one actually. This was taken at about 6.30pm right after the organising committee cleared up.

Lights go off for performances. This was taken immediately before a little girls' dance. See shot below

Not exactly the best shot I've taken but at the rate they were moving, you can't help but have motion blur. Anyway, those little girls are about as flexible as your conventional household rubber bands. For the love of me, I can't seem to remember which dance academy they came from. Oh yeah, their dance instructor is pretty hot. Much to me and Kenneth's dismay, their instructor wouldn't be dancing. Damn. I remember having a picture of her but I can't seem to find it. Unless it's in Mdm Mei's camera.

The mock key presentation for SJAM-KSTU's Care Home.

One of the many mock cheque presentations for the night

And what's a charity dinner without the lucky draws? Here this joker is overly exhilarated on his, well, luck.

This was taken at the end of the dinner at about 10++pm as the guests were leaving.

The sending-off party on one side

And the sending off party on the other

KSTU Area Staff Officers with PSO (Records) Tn V Mohanadasan.

Of course yours truly had to do a little camwhoring for himself to remind himself that he not only worked like a madman but also played like a madman last night. You need to strike a balance y'digg? Picture taken with, l-r, Yong Wei, Mr Term, Sergeant Major Tan and Mr Lim.

And bloody hellfires, I seriously need to 1) get a new set of uniform or 2) lose a great bitchin' lot of weight.

I think the former is an easier target. But I'd better steel myself for #2 lest I end up like Sean Kingston, God forbid.

One very good lesson I learnt from recording the entire event on photo is to keep the damn flash on and just adjust the brightness and contrast when I've stored the photos. Otherwise, it'll turn all fuzzy-wuzzy and make my eyeballs do the shimmy every time I look at it.

Another great lesson I learnt is that by joining SJAM, you get to visit the most obscure places when doing work for the body. And since doing work for the body usually comprises of getting your arse in and out of the god-forsaken place a few times in the span of a few hours, you'd pretty much know it like your backside.

Join SJAM and learn about jinjang areas. Yup.

That's why I'm in Monash ain't it?

Ancora Imparo

*which reminds me, I've got another week of classes ahead of me. The weekend was like a short holiday and I hate to have to go back. Damn.

Off the Hook

2008-04-04T23:02:00.006+08:00

Turns out whatever I've done for my MgtAcc assignment is correct and V's gentle reminder was unfounded because we haven't even learnt about that particular question. This leaves me with a relatively stress-free weekend.

So free that I'm actually stumped as what to say here. I've got plenty of things to say actually about my local environment especially stuff in the papers but you know la how childish and immature Malaysians can get when it comes to the opinions of others. Heck, if I say too much, Datuk Ahmad Shabery Cheek might just call me over for a spot of tea in front of national TV. Thanks but no thanks. I'm not like those absolutely horrifying ah bengs who go for singing auditions and make a mockery out of the entire thing just to have their faces on air for 5 minutes. Ah ah, not me.

I wanted to post one of my itchy trigger finger shots here but I realized that I'm using my desktop which doesn't have the k800i drivers installed and I'm too lazy to install them. So far I've only taken one half-assed attempt at an artsy shot simply because Monash U doesn't have anything interesting to snap. Snap any more frequently and I'd be labeled a voyeur to which I'll reply 'stupid' to whoever which said it.

What I will do now is to put this up. My initial attempts to ah... revolutionise action apparently. I've moved on to a different server and my virtual self is now spades better than my first phlooser.

So that's the first me in the ~~viral~~ virtual world of Cabal Online feebly attempting to trounce a ~~rabbit horn~~ ~~rabbi thorn~~ rabbithorn. It is also pretty obvious that I'm failing spectacularly considering that my character, which is quite succinctly named Ukyo after the famous TB patient in the Samurai Showdown series, is a n00bish level 4 ~~Bladder~~ Blader who is obviously being out-maneuvered by the little sharp-ended bunny because he's wearing a singlet in the middle of a blizzard.
Singlet => blizzard? Boo boo boo.

Gay hair + Gay outfit + Gay weapons = Gay Damage = Bunnies pwn!

And I haven't even started on his helmet.

Gets no gayer than this.

Until you've seen him dance that is.

*I won't be around for the better part of the day since I need to be in Desa Jaya primary school to prepare for tomorrow night's SJAM charity dinner. Lots of driving to do tomorrow. I'll see how many gay photos I can take during the dinner. I'll probably do more on food than anything else since the food last year was excellent.

Blahblahblah wokewokewonkwonk

2008-04-03T23:43:00.002+08:00

Just when I thought I finished my MgtAcc assignment a week ahead of schedule, Hubert has to give me an absolutely credible method of answering one of the questions and V nicely reminds me that I missed out an entire chunk of another question. Bugger that. And I've got a MgtAcc replacement class tomorrow. Bloody cows.

Some random laugh-winning theories today:

Funny
1) Having a girlfriend older than you means she can teach you lots of stuff *and Ivan proceeds to swish and flick an imaginary whip*. And you in return can call her che che or so says Ivan

Funnier
2) The symbol (A) or an 'A' in a circle on a causeway systems flowchart, connected to the process of 'Print Daily Event Log' means you print the Daily Event Log using Double A paper.

~~Stupidest~~ Funniest
3) $9,060 + $38,400 = $128,460

Nobody in the World is Safe

2008-04-02T22:29:00.003+08:00

Honestly, the way Man U's been playing these past few games, it's as though it's an automated response to whether I'm watching the match or not. Two weekends ago, Man U drubbed Liverpool by three goals but the whole match kept me on tenterhooks especially during the second half when Liverpool attempted to bounce back. Last weekend against Aston Villa. I didn't watch the match and Man U trounced them 4-0. This morning, the Champions League Q-final against AS Roma. The match which I felt Man U might garner the same result as they did last season (2-1) or draw at best. And turns out they beat Roma 0-2. Is this a sign that I shouldn't watch anymore of their matches?

Nevertheless, Ronaldo's goal for Man U this morning or last night depending on which end of the world you're on, was supremely fantastic. I watched the replay and everything happened so fast even the slow-mo wasn't slow enough. From what I could decipher from the choppy highlights was that Paul Scholes received a far cross from the left wing from, Wayne Rooney possibly, before serving up a cross into the middle of the penalty box only to have Cristiano Ronaldo thunder up the field from outside the box and slammed in the super flying header. I don't think any of the Roma defenders saw him coming. Heck, neither did I. He wasn't anywhere near the ball and all of a sudden it's his head that slams it in.

Rooney nudged in Man U's second goal of the game after Roma's keeper Doni and defender Panucci both tried to have a go at Park Ji-Sungs headed down ball but got entangled with each other allowing Rooney to make a khai shot as they call it these days.

This fixture last season, the scoreline ended with Man U a goal down. This time, their two up. On the return leg, Man U demolished Roma 7-1. Will Roma do the same next week? Shudder...

The next group of Champions League matches are taking place pretty soon. I'm not gonna take any sides on the Arsenal-Liverpool match since both my good buds are supporters of each team. If Arsenal wins, Joseph would inevitably take the mickey out of Danny and vice versa. If they draw, then I just might take the mickey out of them. And of course I'm rooting for Fenerbahce to trounce Chelski.

And Sir Alex apparently told Avram Grant to stop boo-booing about his team's cramped fixture. Grant replied on Tuesday, "What day is it?" "Ah, it is April 1. So then this must be a joke, right?" Absolutely mind-boggling what managers can come up with. Still, it isn't as good as Sir Alex saying that "We'll be in trouble if we listen to Jose too much" when the Special One was still around. But the best one was when the Special One labeled Arsene Wenger a 'voyeur' in which Wenger calmly called Mourinho 'stupid'. Expect no less from football managers at this time of the year.

Let the mind games begin. Oh hohoho.

Nabeh, why the heck am I sneezing so much? Who's talking bad about me wei?

Oh wait.

I think the more appropriate question to ask is How many people are talking bad about me? On last count I think ten. Quite right quite right. Hahaha

Or as Helen Reddy would like to remind everyone

I am strong (STRONG!) I am invincible (INVINCIBLE!) I am woman!

We Don't Need No Thought Control

2008-04-01T22:26:00.006+08:00

Overseeing the little kiddies' competition training today was actually worth my while seeing that I still have my MgtAcc assignment to do and knowing how sometimes it's just a bloody waste of my time. Needless to say, both the guys and girls where getting better at what they're supposed to be doing. Definitely not perfect but still reasonably well. There's one thing bugging me about each team. The guys, their overall attitude and character towards training and the competition and probably even each other. The girls, their overanxiousness. Otherwise, I feel that they're actually good to go. However if both teams were to compete against each other, they'd both have an equal footing in all three categories (minus home nursing la of course) but the guys just MIGHT top the girls a little in footdrill provided they don't fugg up.

Anyway, that wasn't what I intended to say. In fact, I had nothing to say today but this is how I'll still say it.

In accordance with my half-assed enthusiasm to study or at least do something related to my studies more often, I decided to organize my environmentally unfriendly amount of notes and papers into unit-specific folders. I amaze myself at times. On top of that, I decided to spruce up the folders a little bit just to make studying livelier. Woah! This was a real surprise. Even more surprising than how my Disco Bandit managed to steal his own trousers without him noticing.

You're probably wondering what a robotic tank thingy chasing a running rambutan has got to do with accounting information systems. The answer to that is NOTHING.

Similarly, a big-headed kid and a critter eating critter has got nothing to do with financial management.

Ask me again and I'll tell you the same about commercial banking and finance. The critter on the top right evolves into the critter on the bottom left after being bamboozled in case you were wondering.

Currently the subject that I'm best at now, management accounting. Maybe I should just drop my plans to be a CPA and be an ACMA instead. The series of arrows actually mean that if you put on a hard helmet for this unit, you'll end up as a hippy kid. The two human figures at the bottom are actually doing this:
I decided to put it in simply because it was so random that it made me burst into hysterics. And fyi, Asimov, or full name Isaac Asimov is actually a bio-chem professor but more popularly known for his books on science fiction and other sciency texts. Don't ask me why Asimov is portrayed in such a way though.

The funny arrows you see at the top of the cover is actually the legendary cheat code up up down down left right left right B A B A Select Start. The line below it, just because I use cheats doesn't mean I'm not smart comes from The Moldy Peaches' Anyone Else but You which clearly depicts how I play most of the impossible games I have really.

You probably would have noticed that I've got my name on the bottom and on the right. Barely readable is my name on the right which actually reads the Wing Hoh. Why so? It wasn't my idea really. In fact, it was Ennie's. I first saw it on her blog on the link to my site. I decided to adopt this moniker on my folders coz I like the way it sounds. It's got a certain ring to it.

But did you notice that the figure between my two names are different on every folder? Look again if you didn't. If you did then you've got a real eye for detail.

This is RM13,085.00 worth of education buster. School going children, enjoy life while you can!

*I surprised myself even further by answering an entire MgtAcc ass. question in under an hour. Scary...
*Double A A4 are excellently beautiful and smooth. I shall therefore start buying theirs instead of Giant's or Indah Kiat's. It's actually bright white and not the yellowish white shyte from Giant or IK.

Biff O'Blighty

2008-03-31T23:06:00.006+08:00

V has cheekily reminded me twice today about the essence of essay writing, or in this case, blog posting.

An essay should be like a girl's mini skirt. Short enough for it to be attractive and long enough to cover the parts that are important.

It was so bang on target when she told me that while we were in the library my mind went blank for a moment.

Therefore, today's post (and hopefully the subsequent ones) shall be a cute mini skirt. Pretty much like the type V herself wears.

Usher in my switching of brand loyalty. I can now smell like synthetic Kiwis and Passion Fruits thanks to Gervenne. Shokobutsu phei!!

And Timothy Tiah, co-founder of Nuffnang has this to say on reality-TV and blogging:

...being on reality-TV is like being a blogger and revealing who you are. Whatever you do can and chances are will be scrutinized by people out there.

You will have your supporters but you will also have your detractors. Any mistakes you make will be magnified and any attempts you make the fix those mistakes can be easily hampered.

No truer word said.

I shall stop now lest the post ends up longer than grandma's sarong. xP

2008-03-30T23:15:00.002+08:00

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For the first time ever since I joined Nuffnang, I noticed that a majority of the visitors to this obiang site came from the USA and not Malaysia.

So here's a holler to all the dudes and dudettes from the US! 'Sup people!?
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i'm Lovin' It / Random Ramblings 4

2008-03-30T21:49:00.011+08:00

The answer to life, the universe and everything is forty-two, so sayeth Douglas Adams. If it really was that simple, I wouldn't be bothered that my MgtAcc assignment is due in exactly two weeks and I've yet to start on it although I promised to get started on it during my break. I procrastinated so there. I also promised myself that I'd watch Braveheart and Ladder 49 but I didn't. I'm actually wondering what the heck did I do during my week long break besides being the resident taxi driver.

Yes, as I recall, Monday night was spent negotiating the price of my new phone. Tuesday night was spent eating eating and eating and then going to collect my phone. Wednesday afternoon was spent eating at SMKSP while at night I spent time attending the upcoming area competition organizing meeting. Yup. Us bigger dodos have to occasionally spend weekday nights attending meetings if there are any upcoming events. The whole of Thursday was dedicated to my search for the cheapest berets in Selangor of which I don't need to do anymore since Audrey's decided to get them from Kuok Pin. Friday was spent teaching. And teaching. And teaching. Friday night was spent entirely on another SJ meeting right up until about 12am. This one's for this Saturday's charity dinner. T'was a bloody torture since I hardly had enough to eat before the meeting. The whole of Saturday was dedicated to grocery shopping while Saturday night was to celebrate bro's beearlied birthday. The whole of today was dedicated for Qing Ming. No wonder I didn't get any work done. Of course, Wednesday and Friday afternoons were interspersed with an hour or two of Cabal Online. I finally got the game running. Not on my laptop though. It's got quite an interesting concept to it. Instead of vehemently jabbing your left mouse button, it requires the player to be fast on your fingers when trying to cook up some funky combo or another on the number keys. Good thing about the game is that I won't feel guilty about maliciously slaughtering the critters that litter the virtual world unlike RO which contains numerous cutesy creatures that smirk at you when you attempt to club them. Of course there was a critter which I felt awkward trying to slaughter. Something called a rabbithorn. Or was it a rabbit horn. Or a rabbi thorn. Something like that. Sounds wrong. If it was a rabbit horn, environmentalists would be on my case. If it was a rabbi thorn, the Jews would string me up.

And yes, I was watching this week's skanky (as Rachel calls it) Malaysian Dreamgirl episodes and I must that all the contestants are improving. Problem is, those two childish girls, Hanis and Fiqa are seriously getting on my nerves. Firstly because of their manja manja way of talking like I mentioned a few posts ago. Grow up la for the heaven of the sake. Speaking in that pansy-nancy way and they expect to become professional models. They've even got the cheek to criticise Adeline for speaking that way. To make their manja manja voices worse, they spice it with a uber horrible accent. And then they criticise Cindy for speaking with an accent in front of the camera. I'm not being biased but at least when Cindy's speaking, her voice is audible and her speech is understandable. Unlike those two kiddies. What a model needs is to be able to speak. Those two just can't seem to speak properly for once. Honestly, if they can't speak properly, then just don't speak at all, like Eyna. Sheesh.

Episode 7 saw Valerie getting eliminated. I've never liked her neither did I dislike her so I've got no comments on it. Surprisingly, Eyna was also one of the three to be potentially removed. So was Cindy. I'm waiting for the time those two kiddies to get to the bottom. Shake 'em up a bit. But I doubt they'll ever get there since they obviously have the support of a local majority. Episode 8 had the girls going to Red FM to do an ad for the AmBank NexGen card. It was quite funny to see how those girls who can't speak properly to save their lives have a go at doing a radio commercial wholly in English. Some were probably too terrible, too horrible ~~too vegetable~~ to feature on the short episode. I must say that Cindy and Jay's were brilliant. Jay did an Indian father voice-over that expressed disbelief in the NexGen card requirements. Cindy did a hilarious Hokkien ahhnty voice-over that expressed the same disbelief. The experts voted Cindy's as the best and her prize is a time slot on air with Red FM.

But the highlight of this week's episode, like I said earlier, is how the contestants are improving in their photoshoots. So here goes, starting off with my favourites as usual. Hohoho.

Cindy. Still my favourite no matter what those two kiddies have to say. Watching the episode on the photoshoot, you can see that Cindy isn't what those two kiddies say she is. She's like the live wire of the whole bunch. Her hysterical laughs and big toothy smiles. Beautiful.

This is exactly what I meant in my previous Dreamgirl post. If Adeline smiles more instead of putting on her blur blur look, she'd be in much better shape. Notice how sweet she looks in the third picture :P

Jay's expression didn't really fit the happy-lively theme this time but she's definitely looking much better than during the auditions. The photographer said that her grin was too big and asked her to tone it down a little. Guess she over adulterated it then.

Now for those who aren't in my favourites list:

This is Eyna, the one who's been heaped with compliments about her first two photoshoots. I decided to include her for this post since she doesn't have that sullen look she quite frequently has. She still looks good and she might just bag the prize if vocal skills weren't a criterion.

Here's Ringo, a fellow blogger turned Dreamgirl contestant. She came under fire for expressing her thoughts about the contestants who made it to the final 12 when she didn't. Tis a sad life for bloggers no? Anyway, the judges decided to bring her back in after one of them pulled out. She got the cold shoulder initially but to prove them wrong, she made herself look cute, like in this picture. Maybe she shouldn't open her mouth too much when she smiles since she looks better in the first picture than the second. First thing I noticed about her is that she bears a slight resemblance to my cousin's partner. Interesting.

Unlike the previous post, I didn't include Nadia to laugh at her expense but to express my opinion that she definitely looks way better when she smiles instead of the angry, murderous, fatal attraction look she put on for the previous photoshoots. In this picture, she reminds me of those celebrities who have been blessed with larger than normal mouths eg: Cameron Diaz, Julia Roberts or the local Ning Baizura who, when they smile, look really good. Maybe that's what Nadia should try.

I omitted the two kiddies since they, to me, look really fake. Add that with my displeasure on their character. If you wanna see how the childish girls look like, head over to the Malaysian Dreamgirl photo gallery, here.

With all the extra work I need to do, especially for the next few weeks with the charity dinner and competition coming up, and my MgtAcc and ComBkg assignment both due this month, you're probably wondering why I used McD's current tagline as my title. That's because despite all the stress, I'm actually quite contented with, well, life. Of course, I welcome some unexpected disturbances from totally uncalled for sources. Keeps me in balance. Let's me know that I'm still human. Reaffirms my deduction that I'm not suffering from bipolar disorder.

Bipolar disorder...

Scary...

Probably scarier than the tonic -> clonic phase.

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2008-03-26T22:56:00.006+08:00

As usual, being on holiday, I couldn't resist not going for SMKSP's annual Prefects' Canteen Day which I have so loyally attended every year for the past 7 years. Bear in mind that there will be no sugarcoating of facts and events. Ego bubbles may also be severely punctured. Also note that whatever that is said is entirely my own opinion and it does not serve to credit or discredit any of the parties mentioned or featured so if you've got a problem, then solve it yourself since it's yours.

Like always, the Canteen Day is held at the school canteen. Seven stalls in total namely some sandwich stall, a nasi lemak stall, some obscure-pirated nachos in sleazy cheesy dip, some rabid concoction ala Italiano, an ambiguous sweetish fetish stall with drinks and biscuits and finally a stall that tried to market various obscurities that came from, y'know, those box-ish things that can heat up to 300 degrees Celcius. Oh, and there was the drink with a liquid substance that was supposed to be punch but didn't pack any punch at all. And as always, the librarians would try to jump on the bandwagon with their weirder array of comestibles. So here's the lowdown, stall by stall.

Most importantly is that the identities of the entities in the pictures are not important in this case. Furthermore, the none of the entities objected to having their picture taken. But out of respect, no names will be given here save the stall names.

Stall #1: Goes by the name Sand-Sation. Really creative name for a sandwich stall. The general presumption would be that their sandwiches are as dry as the the pyramid on the poster. Yup. Doesn't work. I dunno how much profit they made but I've a nagging feeling that it'll be difficult to break even.

Stall #2: Goes by the name Nasi Lemakers. Succinct and precise. Apparently the first stall to run out of food. No surprises there actually since they were the only stall selling solid, value for money food. Good food, good sexy waitress ~~(I was forced to add this line)~~, what else could you ask for? And the only stall that would let me do a close up on their stuff. Their profit? No idea especially since they were backed by a strong credible supplier. Unless the supplier was kind enough to do it for free. I wouldn't be so sure about the QA of the nasi lemak had the prefects cooked it themselves. I've been on the receiving end of many prefect-cooked nasi lemak. Not good.

Stall #3: Ok, I can't remember what the heck this stall's name was but ~~buggers~~ burgers and ice kacang. I sense something that's definitely quite awry there. I was never ever a fan of school canteen buggers and burgers alike. They were bad. 100% prefect-cooked burgers are worse. For 7 years I've seen them at it and for 7 years, the burgers look retarded. Plain and simple. What's more, this year they've got a deranged one flipping them on the stove. To make things worse, year after year they enjoy preparing the patties in advance for more efficient sales later on. I'm fine with that. I actually approve of it. This year however, they upped it a notch by preparing the fried eggs early and did a little Jenga with the eggs behind the counter. Cold fried egg tower. Ewww. And what's with the ice kacang? Luckily they didn't get creative and start producing red bean and atap chee burgers.

Stall #4: Sugar Surfers. Catchy. But I've yet to figure out the connection between sugar & surfers and nachos & corn-in-a-cups. I was never a corn-cup fan. Neither was I a nachos fan but since I knew most of them in the stall so I pei min pei min. Their nachos are essentially Chachos that go for RM2 a bag topped with a sprinkle of ~~sleazy~~ cheesy dip which is basically some cream soup thoroughly mixed with cheese from god knows where. Price? RM2. Damn. These kids really know how to milk it for all it's worth. I've absolutely no idea who's the joker which came up with such an incredulous idea but I know it's been sold for a few years now.

Stall #5: Mambo Italiano. Fits the menu I must say. Price wise it was ok. The taste was a bit off. Last year's was better. I mean, how good can half-cooked macaroni stirred into a pulp in extra ~~sleazy~~ cheesy zhou da sauce taste? I told them to change it to Macaroni & Cheese Bites but no one would listen. Ah well, what do the 13 year olds know about half cooked macaroni anyway. Their whatevertheycalledit spaghetti sauce had the consistency of mum's tomato soup and personally, I think I would prefer the latter. Behind the wall, you can see stall #6 which sells the aforementioned sweetish fetish stuff. I consumed two packs of sinful nasi lemak and sleazy nachos and cheesy half-cooked macaroni chunks and then these sweetish fetish fellas have the nerve to tell me that their stuff is healthy. Let me tell you that none of the stuff sold during Canteen Day are healthy. And this is coming from a person who has worked behind the scenes in the preps for many different stalls before.

Stall #7: Selling stuff produced from a heated eclectic electrical box. This one is a pure rip-off. RM1.50 for an cupcake with a few dots of icing on top. RM2 for one with a fully iced top. And some of them looked squashier than my dirty ol' pillow. Tis a sad life they lead, these cupcakes. Of course there's the drinks stall but that isn't important simply because theirs are standard stuff and are always sold out pretty fast. When I was still running around like a headless chicken for the prefects' board, every prefect had to contribute at least a bottle of whatever drink they could get their hands on. Low cost, high profit. I don't know about now but their punch, like I said earlier, has no punch. It tastes slightly sourish, bitter even but absolutely zero sweetness. And one of the drinks stall lackeys were giving out free samples of the punchless punch. Big turn off to potential customers. Yup.

Finally we have the librarians who every year without fail tries to tag along and try to rope in some sales for their minuscule selves. Every year, they did profitably via their ice-blended fruit juices and cappucino and mocha. This year, they decided to get a little artsy. One the far end of the table, they have fried rice which looks slightly tastier than Shi Ni's rubberband glass noodle. Oh ho... On the closer end, they've these... things. Brownish, chocolate coated... things on a stick. And they thought they'd be a little artsier than they already were by painting some colours on the little ~~dick~~ stick. So now they've got a colourful penis on a stick. yeouch! The way they stuck it onto their makeshift stand is probably a subtle way of telling the prefects "Oi screw you blue shirts!" since as far as I can remember, the librarians have always played second fiddle, probably third to the prefects. Something to do with the co-curricular points or something. Oh boo hoo hoo.

I don't know if it's me but ever since I left secondary school Canteen Day just doesn't have the oomph in it anymore. I step into the place and there isn't any hype, any enthusiasm floating in the vicinity. It's as though they're doing it so as not to break away from tradition. Forced labour pretty much. And of course there's always the ever syok sendiri exco who virtually does nothing but sit on their fannies and 'inspire' their lackeys by singing the prefects' anthem. That's bang out of order. None of them are at the least concerned for the welfare of the lackeys before, during and after the event. They care more for themselves and their little bandy group of hoodlums. Gone are the days where the exco gets down and dirty WITH the lackeys. Now the exco communicates with the lackeys in a point-grunt-do kind of way. Leadership by example is no longer practiced. This is probably due to the absence of Razak inspired leadership camps which closely resemble commando camps. Susah senang tanggung bersama. Non-existent in the exco's mind now. Zilch. Nada. Zero. Real pitiful future for an something I so loved.

Thankfully, the jokers behind in the organising team this year didn't try to do a rip off of TGIF's motto, Come for the Food, Stay for the Fun. I'd still be able to agree on the food but fun, definitely not.

To whoever who thinks I've lost my bearings based on what I said, you're fully entitled to your opinion. I only have one thing to say though, "Been there done that so you can't stop me".

Shoots Cybernetically

2008-03-26T00:39:00.006+08:00

New phone!! Woohoo. ~~Read all about it tomorrow~~

Woo bay-beh... Finally got the replacement to my k750i which got spirited away by some bangla-roti-planta. Say hello to my new mamma-jamma the k800i. Almost a whole centimetre larger on all dimensions and probably quite a few grams heavier, it can be put to use as something for self defense in desperate situations.

Anyway, about the phone. There isn't much difference in the software between the 800 and 750. Everything's the same only that the icons have a smoother look. Plus, the music player definitely looks better than the 750's. Those don't really matter to me though. What I really wanted out of my new phone was a credible camera. And I tell you, for the price I paid for this baby, the camera gets no better than this. 3.2mp with Sony's trademark Cyber-Shot technology built in with an automated Xenon flash. A lot of people would hang themselves when they find out what price I paid for it. Oh hohoho. Of course, for the price I paid, I don't get the M2 memory card. But do I care? Noperz. After all the 800's got about 70MB of internal memory. More than enough for a few snazzy sounds and Java apps. Though I might consider getting a M2 since at 3mp, photo resolutions would be higher. And we all know what a sad thing it is to run out of space while getting snap happy. And there's the video too.

Anyway, hopefully this time around, the bangla-roti-plantas don't get their grubby hands on the merchandise. And you can expect to see my itchy trigger fingers working again pretty soon after about a 6 month hiatus of picture snapping.

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Last night's steamboat buffet dinner with the MBC members was a blast. At first I expected only a small crowd since when I turned up in uni, the only MBC member I spotted was Hubert who wasn't even going for the dinner. So I lingered awhile before I met Yongqian at the bus stop. Time stamp: 5.05pm. Soon, Ming Han came by. And we waited. And waited. And waited. At about 5.30, Victor showed up. At about 5.40, Marcus showed up only. Ming Han tried to get him to chau lou and tell James he wasn't coming. He did jet off only to be spotted by James. Time stamp: 5.45pm. Again, we waited then Shi Ni and Darren arrived at about 5.55. Then we had a mini Perodua convoy to Yuen Steamboat in Sunway Mentari.

The food there is excellent. For about RM20 per person, it's pure steamboat heaven. Big eaters will definitely benefit due to the vast array of food. Just eat eat eat. Small eaters then too bad for you all la. And their honey roast chicken wings. Absolutely spiffing. When we arrived there, only the cold stuff were available. Soon after, the chicken wings arrived. Being the hungry people that we were, we quickly sapu every single piece there was. A party of three which came slightly after us were greeted with an oily tray where the chicken wings were. It was clear that he came for the chicken wings only to find the oily tray. His face was really du lan and he kept glaring at our table. The foreign workers at the restaurant were also babbling about us and the wings in their mother tongue. I don't really care actually since we were the only group on the first floor when we arrived meaning that we don't need to share it with anyone but ourselves. Plus, it's a buffet and we paid for it. And what's more, unlike many youngsters these days who think it's hip to bite a morsel out of their meal and leave the rest behind, we happily consumed every single bit. Therefore, we did nothing wrong.

The lesser important things about last night were:

1) Yongqian is addicted to the ice-cream
2) Ming Han is addicted to the fu zhuk balls
3) Shi Ni was initially addicted to the fu zhuk balls but got tired of it and switched to prawns instead
4) Victor is also addicted to the ice-cream. Plus, he finds the chicken wings irresistible hence consuming them with a helping of some nyonya kuih.
5) Darren shells prawns for free.
6) Do not soak your vegetables in tom yam soup for too long or you'll end up with ham choi which can really put you off your food, especially if you're avoiding the RM6 wastage charge.
7) If you wanna know what cooked rubberbands taste like, go to Yuen and look for this noodle thingy which looks transparent, bound together by a strand of green noodle.
8) If you go to Yuen, don't eat this thingy which looks like those spindly shells you find on the beach, unless you intend to find out what mud tastes like. Ergh.

Pictures to come, if I can find them.

Random Ramblings 3

2008-03-24T23:35:00.003+08:00

On football:

I didn't expect Man U to chalk up such a big win against ~~Liverfool~~ Liverpool last night. At most a 1-0. Definitely didn't expect a 3-0. I must say their performance against the Merseysiders were absolutely top notch. Any Liverpool fan who doesn't agree should stop being sore losers. Of course, hardcore fans would argue that if it wasn't for Javier Mascherano's sending off, they would've won. But think again. Pepe Reina fumbled the ball twice in the first half before being out-jumped by Wes Brown about 10 minutes from half-time meaning Man U was already in the lead even before Mascherano got sent off.

Wes Brown flies really high. No one expected him to appear out of nowhere. Everyone was like, "What the heck was Wes doing there?"

Mascherano gets sent off for dissent after a second yellow card. I can't judge on this since I didn't hear what he said to referee Steve Bennett. But looking at the replay, Mascherano ran all the way across the pitch just to confront the referee. What the heck was that for? The sending off was probably because Mascherano was interrupting in something which wasn't his business in the first place. Dissent against the ref by Mascherano should be during his first yellow card when replays clearly showed that he mouthed the word "Fuck off" to the ref. Maybe that's why he got sent off. Bennett couldn't stand him anymore. And possibly because he resisted and kept charging up to the ref even when Alonso tried to drag him away.

But my hat goes off to the remaining 10 players who fought for all it's worth. The highly acclaimed Stevie G-Torres duo failed to shine though. Torres came close a few times but Man U's back four were on his case. Liverpool played better in the second half, creating quite a few chances but were unable to see the back of the net. In the later part of the second half, Ronaldo snubbed a few chances and so did Rooney. Ronaldo gave Man U the second goal from his super high jump header which saw Reina covering the wrong end of the goalpost. His 34th goal of the season. That boy Ronaldo makes England look shyte. Man U's third goal came from an unlikely person. Not as unlikely as Wes Brown though. Nani, after out-pacing Liverpool's defenders, rammed in a shot from the edge of the box. Reina didn't even move an inch. Kinda reminds me of Steven Gerrard's free kick a few weeks back. It was just so fast that it made no sense to try and save it.

Interestingly, Chelski managed to beat Arsenal 2-1. I half expected the game to end in a draw. In fact, I wanted the game to end in a draw so that none of the two would be within touching distance of Man U at the top of the league. Ah well. But I feel more at ease when Man U plays Chelsea than Arsenal. I don't know why. Although Avram Grant's team has been improving a lot lately, I'm pretty sure that Man U can edge them like what they did in the 2-0 win at Old Trafford at the start of the season. Man U nearly beat Arsenal at the Emirates earlier this season if not for William Gallas' crashing header into Edwin VDS.

On the weird weather:

Seriously, the weather's been getting on my nerves lately. Wake up in the morning all sweaty and the sun is already at its brightest at 7.30am. Come 12.00pm, dark clouds start appearing. By 2 or 3pm, it rains like nobody's business and continues until about 7 or 8pm. Sometimes even longer causing massive jams all over the country. To make things worse, the rain doesn't seem to come in sheets these days. They drop like solid blocks of water. Today's rain was so bad, the turning into Damansara Utama from Damansara Jaya (near the OCBC Bank) was flooded. The water level was like up to a quarter of my tire height. And the current was so strong I had to step on the gas so hard my engine was revving up to about 5'000 rpm, the amount that the odometer clocks when I drive at about 80 km/h, just to prevent my car from flooding and worse, stalling. That was scary shyte I tell you. After clearing the strong current, I found that the other side of the road was overflowing, spilling its contents to my side making it partially flooded. Undoubtedly, hydroplaning took place and braking was pure hell. That damn stretch got helluva lot of bumps and pot holes also, knn. It's freaky to find that your brakes offer no solace in times like these. Stepping on the brakes like I usually do would have brought me to a grinding halt in normal situations. Today, I had to do a fancy triple step on the brake interspersed with a step on the accelerator in order to keep moving but not move so fast since I'd have hell to pay for should my engine get flooded. Nevertheless, I was safe. Of course the damned current tried to drag me into the drain along with it but I managed to get outta there before it started to play mean.

Hydroplaning's one nasty bugger.

Is this wonky weather the effect of global warming. I'll be damned if I know. What I do know that it's starting to really piss me off since I can't go for my evening runs anymore.

On life so far:

It's been good actually. I actually decided to go for MBC's buffet outing tomorrow night. I hope that the restaurant isn't packed or it'll be quite a chore to talk, eat and move around.

I remember promising myself that I'd get down to my assignments when I got back from Taiping.

I didn't. Instead, I spent most of the afternoon watching South Park while downloading Cabal Online on Yoong's invitation. The client however, has refused to continue updating and is now stuck. I shall therefore delete the damn thing and never set eyes on it again until my summer break or I shall get hooked to it for the first week faster than you can say Cabal Online. I've never went hardcore on online games before though I did get carried away when I first started RO. Not any more though. Now, I can easily pick up and release any online game that comes through my hands. For example, during my previous summer break, I went through three different online games, all highly acclaimed, namely World of Warcraft, FungWan Online and Lineage II. I also went through some obscure games such as Ghost Online and *rolls eyes* some RO private server. I played all of them everyday for the first week or so. After that, my playing frequency started dropping. And dropping. And dropping until I finally decided to delete every single one of them. I find it infathomable how some people can get so hooked to the damned game and then die while they're at it so much so authorities in some countries had to throw these addicts into rehab. And they probably yelled "No! No! No! I won't Go! Go! Go!". Yup.

I've finally put down the order for my new phone after my trusty k750i got spirited away by some bangla-roti-planta of a janitor. I didn't want to at first coz it'll burn quite a big hole in my pocket and severely dent by aspiration of getting an o.d.m. but I had to since the hardy Nokia 3120 that I'm currently using is starting to sputter and die at odd times. And I'm also pretty sick of the signature Nokia tune buzzing off every morning and buzzing again when I turn the damned phone on. A month ago, I considered getting the SE k550i since it was the only phone which had what I ~~wanted~~ needed at a price I could afford. A month later i.e. now, I find out that my trusty handphone dealer is offering it at a cheaper price. Very good. But then, he points out that the what I ~~want~~ need comes at a better price in the k800i. Slightly more expensive than the 550, but with better features. I made my order straight away. Should be able to get it tomorrow night. Sadly, it won't be in time for tomorrow's food outing or rest assured I would give a detailed review of the food.

2's a Company, 3's a Crowd

2008-03-23T20:53:00.010+08:00

Qing Ming. The Chinese equivalent of All Saint's Day. For the misinformed, Qing Ming, has almost nothing to do with religion. It's an exclusively Chinese custom. Problem is those bums who think that Qing Ming is all about lighting joss sticks and burning joss papers and lighting up paper paraphernalia skywards for the deceased spread the wrong word. As a matter of fact, even the Chinese who aren't of the religions commonly associated with the Chinese i.e. Buddhism and Taoism also observe Qing Ming simply because it's an act of filial piety to your ancestors. No ancestors. No you. Thought the hairy pterodactyl dropped you on your parents' doorstep didja? Thought you burst out of the rock didja? Sorry to disappoint you but if it weren't for the folks six feet under, you won't be sucking in air right now. To emphasise my point on non-Buddhist / Taoist Chinese practising Chinese traditions, there was a documentary on NatGeo once that featured the Chinese-Muslims and Chinese-Christians in China happily putting up their blazing red CNY decor. What's wrong with that? Nothing to be exact. Their practising a RACIAL custom. Not a RELIGIOUS custom. So all you dingbats who think that Chinese customs are a whole bunch of bat bogeys, think again. Imagine when it's your turn to be six feet under. And then you're forgotten because you didn't tell your kids to do what you (thought) you were forced to do. Or, imagine when you're living your final breaths and nobody gives a pigeon-hoot about you during CNY coz you hated tradition yo' fo'shizzle mah nizzle. Then the LG guy will tell you Life's Good. Oh hohoho. Yah, that's why I was away yesterday. I was sending gramps back to Taiping since she was itching to get down to Qing Ming.

Anyway, I never gave any reviews on the last few episodes of Malaysian Dreamgirl since I felt there wasn't anything worth mentioning. The previous photo shoot was quite... captivating though all 12 of them still looked a bit uneasy in front of the camera. This week saw three of them out of the competition namely Jean, Alison and Natasha. Jean had to go due to personal reasons while Alison and Natasha got the lowest number of votes. There weren't enough opportunities to see Jean in action so I can't really say whether she would do good or not. Unfortunately, the Malaysian public didn't deem Alison and Natasha to be good enough for a model. I personally disagree with that. Instead, if you ask me to pick two to replace the formers, I'd pick Fiqa and Hanis. Why? Although both of them are quite cute, they're just too darn childish. More often that not, they'll go "Alaa... die macam... *makes some sissy girl lost for words noise* tulah. Eeehh aaahh uuu aaahh" That kinda thing. Damn kau lat.

Their second photo shoot produced better results so back to my favourites.

Adeline. Doesn't look as innocent as she did initially. Now she's much better I feel. If only she'd talk and smile more often instead of putting that blur blur look everytime the camera's on her.

Cindy. Still my favourite among all of them although she lost her gorgeous locks. She definitely looks much better here than the previous shoot. She just needs to stop being so gelabah when she thinks she screwed up.

I didn't like Jay at the start but this picture really blew me away. In this one, she really oozes confidence and power. Could it be because her best friend Alison just got voted off? I don't know but if she continues to stand out this way, she's got my vote for sure.

People whom I wanted out, sadly, stayed. I admit, I dislike her because her face sure scares the hell outta me. Elaine Daly said that she had a look that modern guys would like. I'm definitely not in that class then. No offence, but to me, she looks like a large mouth bass.

Compare and contrast ladies and gents. I'm sorry, my RM1 ain't going to the fishies. In the picture to the left, Nadia reminds me of Stiflr's mum in American Pie 1. Hahaha.

Here, Nadia looks better than a grouper but her fedora-toting lazy cowgirl look ain't working.

Like America's Next Top Model, I think the host and judges look better WAY better than the contestants. If only I could vote for Elaine Daly and Sazzy Falak ;)

Minimalistic Chic

2008-03-21T23:03:00.009+08:00

Ladies and gents, I declare that I've been caught by the o.d.m. bug. Not many people know of it as yet but thanks to Peck Jin and an unknown girl I met during Wednesday's FinMgt lecture, I've taken a mildly enthusiastic liking to their stuff. But the one that really struck my fancy is this:
The o.d.m. Pixel. Looks damn cool. The actual thing itself is way cooler than this pic. I had the sheer pleasure of getting a feel of it today at 1U. This baby will set me back about RM350. But that isn't the saddest part. Look at the strap carefully and you'll see that each piece is connected to each other via a thin 'durable' elastic string. And the sizes are standard. And it's pretty obvious that hip, trendy fashion designers don't cater to the needs of people with a wrist circumference of a Silverback so if I ever decide to get the Pixel, I'll need to get the one in a condom like the one below.

It fits quite nicely. The condom's much more stretchier than the average condom. And thicker. The strap has quite a durable feel to it. Best thing is, it's so stretchy that it'll be the perfect lastik to shoot kau those damned giggly girls in the dark auditorium. The Jumbo electroluminescent pSEL display should work pretty well in the dark auditoriums. Impossible to miss at that size.

I also fiddle-dee-deed with another o.d.m. The Link

I don't know why, but the Link, despite it's very basic look, seriously appeals to me. Must be some voodoo thingamajiggy going on. Or probably how the watch will scream out in big letters "It's Never Too Late!". Good for procrastinators like me. This baby will set me back about RM450. Gila babi.

Either that or I can do what Peck Jin suggested. Go to Petaling Street buy the chiong ones which go for like 10-15% of the original price. Reminds me of Chicken in Young & Dangerous 2 who bought a fake Rolex which broke apart after it got smacked by female 'attendant'. Super funny.

Yah, I think I'll go to Petaling Street next week. Hahaha!

Sangat.... Besar...

2008-03-20T23:28:00.010+08:00

I received an email from James who's organising some activities for the MBC during our mid term break, namely a mini Futsal tourney and a food fest at Yuen Steamboat Buffet. I'm more interested in the latter actually. I've heard of Yuen like a gadzillion times now since every yeh kwai within the Sunway region of Petaling Jaya has been raving about it. I know it's in Sunway Mentari but I don't know where exactly. So I decided to do a little research and finally managed to track it down via Google Maps. It sits slightly to your north-east if you're standing atop the lion's head facing straight ahead. It's quite a short drive from Monash actually but the problem is the NPE which runs smack in front of the Pyramid, meaning you'll need to make a U-turn further up front, nearing the Subang Jaya region. And knowing the jam at 5pm, James' estimated 5-10 minutes drive might end up being a 30 minute drive. Or more.

But finding the restaurant wasn't interesting enough. My fingers were itchy. I needed something more. Then I found it. The first building close to home that made me stare in awe due to its sheer size.

At age 7, SKKJ(1) was like a monstrosity. The hall (that building with a bluish roof) especially. It's as though it could've consumed Godzilla whole

Then, I grew older. And ventured further. Then I saw it. That building so close to home that made me stare in awe. More like the padang la, but whatever works. Don't know what I'm talking about? Neh, that great industrial complex along SS3/98 la.

Honestly, I didn't know 3/98 was so friggin' long. At 40km/h, it takes me less than a minute to cover the whole stretch. The signature sand patches are pretty obvious.

When I used to run like a headless chicken up and down the corridors chasing errant smoking monkeys, I didn't really notice the size. From here, it's like woah. To further emphasize on the sheer size of SMKSP, take a look at this:

This is SyUC. Compare it with the satellite view of SMKSP and you'll see that they both take up about the same amount of land space. Both pictures were taken at the same level of camera zoom.

Although both SMKSP and SyUC took up about the same amount of land, what SyUC lacked in land area, it made up with building volume. It was hell I tell you, running from one room to another in SyUC.

Tiring. Exhausting even. Nothing came close.

Until now.

This is just a portion of Monash U when it was still under construction. There's more land further down where the second phase will be I think. There's more land to the left where the carpark is. This taken at the same zoom level as the previous ones.

For those who've yet to visit, you can see the School of Medicine on the far right (the grey block, not the green green stuff). The upper-middle block is the administrative building while the lower-middle block houses the IT and Engineering School. That odd-shaped black/grey roof smack in the middle of the entire complex is the 4-storey library. Finally, the curvy, limp french fries shape block is the School of Business. Maybe that's why we're all twisted. Twisted school, twisted students. And thank God they installed faster lifts. Those at SyUC used to take forever. In fact, they still do.

Each of the buildings mean something very special to me.

But none of comes close to this, one helluva important construction. In fact, the most important construction in the whole world (imo, at least). This happy place!!

Woohoo!! It's #24!! I can see my house!! Now ain't that special!! It's even got the right roof colour. It's so HD, that my neighbour's awning is rightfully turquoise. And of course there's Sunny Kindergarten. And the damned TNB field (on the right) that likes to catch fire at odd times of the year.

It's pretty significant compared to its surroundings. Probably not as significant as this la of course.

Ha Castle behind the SS3 Dewan Serbaguna. I included the community hall and it's courts and some houses in the area to emphasise the sheer size of that White House resembling building. It's even wider than two tennis courts. Exclusive property of the Ha Family (bro's friend). Heck, these jokers got their own coat of arms man. Don't play play. To get an idea of how rich they are, apparently, when one of bro's friend asked Ha Jr. why he drives a Satria GTi despite the riches, Ha Jr. calmly says that it's for him to crash around. Just two weeks before saying this, his mum already bought him a Porsche GTR. Nabeh...

Still, technology gets no better than this.

So here's a holla' out to the brave dudes in the ISS.

Dogg Pound, Yeah Yeah Yeah... No!!

2008-03-19T22:58:00.006+08:00

Last week, when Hubert offered me the post of Shop Manager, I was a tad apprehensive. I feared that it'd mess with my studies. I thought it'd screw up my schedule. A day into it and I'm itching to plant my arse behind the counter again. Or in front, whichever works.

To be part of the Shop is also a good thing since it provides an exclusive retreat that isn't too quiet to members since there's hardly any breathing space in the student lounge this semester, no thanks to all the heavy perspiring by the over anxious individuals lingering around an under inspiring ~~foolsball~~ foosball match. Not to mention the spot where I usually do my th'ang in the library always has this group of incessant noise makers from the IT faculty. Bloody goons. And if you're lucky enough, you'll be the only guy in a 3m x 2m sacred haven with five gorgeous ladies. *cough* Certainly seems like the MBC doesn't seem to run out of them. The ladies I mean.

Since today's FinMgt lecture ended early, I decided to pop by the Shop to see how things were after I left. Interestingly, the dudes / dudettes behind the counter managed to sell off a few things and were in the midst of selling another when I arrived. So I hung around until

MBC member-name-unknown: Hi, anything I can get for you?
Me: Me? Oh no, I'm the Shop Manager for today, just checking up on things
Unknown: O_O"
Me: *diao, that scary meh manager come and look see look see?*

Of course, Hubert was like the cow who jumped over the moon since today's sales were even more than yesterday's and Monday's put together.

The best thing about being in the Shop is when you can give newcomers i.e. freshies (no relation to fruit juices) the heebie-jeebies or a good laugh when you talk about certain clowns in the establishment. Like an ahhnty I used to know. I still do. But I used to too. Oh that was fun. And it's even more fun giving the freshies some insight on how some clowns within the system actually function.

Oh hohoho ^0^

And if you're one who does a lot of night driving, you might wanna pop this into your ICE in the night
I never expected myself to say this, but OneRepublic's hypnotic hymns have a pretty calming effect on you when you're alone in the car on a calm highway at night. Tried and tested on my way back from the MBC Networking Party last Friday. Works. Really.

Or you could just pop in a CD which goes Om Mani Padme Hum and Namo Oh Mi Toh Fwo for a whole hour. Whichever works. I find that the latter packs a more powerful punch in serenity.

Random Ramblings 2

2008-03-18T22:50:00.002+08:00

Takes time to getting used to waking up early on Tuesday mornings since I've been waking up at 10 for the past few weeks. Woke up at about 6-ish to send mum to get her cab to Nikko and went back to sleep. I was supposed to get up at 9 so that I can jet off to uni with some time to spare before the MBC General Meeting. Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum and I woke up at 11.10. And the meeting was scheduled to start at 12. I made it in time actually. And now I'd like to remind myself again that I didn't make a mistake by joining the MBC. But I'm also slapping myself for not joining it earlier. Halfway through the meeting we were supposed to sign up for as err... volunteers in the three different departments within the MBC namely Activities, PR and the MM Shop. I was never good at PR so I was left with Activities and the Shop. Since Shop volunteers still had a part to play in Activities, so I figured that the Shop would be best. Even if they didn't have a part to play, I would've still picked the Shop since I'm the official Shop Manager now and I've a nagging feeling Hubert might lop my head off if I defected. And work starts tomorrow. Woopeedoodaa

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I've suddenly taken a liking to Che'Nelle's songs. Not all of them. Just the fast paced ones. Her slow tunes makes her sound like Christina Aguilera. In fact, from this angle, she does resemble Christina Aguilera. Although a tad darker. But then again, there was once when Christina was this dark.

Best part is, she's a local girl. Fuiseh. This further supports my theory that English songs produced by local singers are excellent. Any other language, it goes a bit off. Who knows, I might just pop by the music store to get a copy of her CD.

Best Thing About Life is Pajamas

2008-03-16T20:50:00.002+08:00

To take my mind off madly confusing financial management and banking theories, I decided to go retro on my movie watching. Yes, I'm still watching movies even though I'm entering the fourth week of classes. Saves me from going round the bend. This time it's City of Angels starring Nicholas Cage and Meg Ryan. This dates exactly a decade ago, when I was about ten.

This movie isn't exactly mind-blowing but somehow I was very much attracted to its storyline. The movie is clearly a love story. Not a normal one though since Cage plays the angel Seth, who like all the other angels in the movie appear at a deathbed, only seen by the dying. So one day, Seth visits a dying man in the OR and is suddenly attracted to Dr. Maggie Rice (Meg Ryan) who fervently tries to revive a dying man on her operating table only to fail. So here we go, the divine being turns stalker. Following Maggie wherever she goes, attempting to touch her only that she can't see him. Seth then decides to make himself visible to her and the both start some kind of weird relationship. Seth is interested in 'touch' and 'feel' since as an angel, he can't experience these things. Maggie soon finds out about Seth's identity after talking to one of her patients, Nathaniel who was once an angel who decided to give up angelhood for the enjoyment of fries, steaks, french toast and ice-cream. Maggie decides to test Seth by making him chop cabbage only to see the knife go through his thumb. She then proceeds to slap him a gadzillion times, probably to test him further or she could've been just venting her frustration. I couldn't tell.

Seth decides to turn human and takes the deep plunge to humanhood that Nathaniel told him about from atop a building under construction. His plunge his filmed in slow-mo ending with Seth landing spectacularly on an awning. Pretty lame for a supposedly big, dire-consequential plunge. Probably director Brad Silberling was trying to be funny. Seth the human now seeks Maggie who went away and somehow, through some divine intervention, he finds her. Then they make out. Then they have more fun. Then Maggie goes shopping. Seth gets a bath and gets scalded by hot water and shrieks like a girl. Maggie does a Kate-Winslet-on-Titanic's-bow on her bicycle and kisses a log-moving truck. Seth, through some divine intervention, knows all about it and gets to where Maggie's at in no time. Maggie finally sees the angels. Maggie dies. Seth cries. Switch scene: Seth goes to Nathaniel's and they both stare at each other. Seth goes grocery shopping and ends up buying helluva lot of pears and then starts munching on them. Switch scene: Seth curses and swears and argues with Cassiel. Switch scene: Seth goes to the beach where all the angels gather at sunrise at sunset and then goes for a rough splashing at sea. Cassiel starts laughing like a madman. Movie ends.

Of course my version doesn't do the movie justice. I'd recommend the movie to whoever who hasn't watched it or for those who are looking to get away from the shoddy movies that have cropped up lately.

I also watched Initial D a few days ago but I don't see a need to talk about it since the entire movie is focused on the cars. Whether the movie or the anime series, the plot is too simple to forget. Takumi Fujiwara, the tofu delivery boy in a Toyota Corolla AE86 never lost a single race. The closest his opponents have managed was a draw. The only person he (Takumi) lost to was his dad and this was outside a race and his dad was driving a WRX STi Subaru Impreza.

I've got Ladder 49 and Braveheart. Will try and get World Trade Center soon. Mid-term break's next week. Oh hohoho

Main Kejar Kejar Again sweat

2008-03-15T22:15:00.003+08:00

Here we go again. Tag and I'm in. Har har har. This time by who? My best friend Peck Jin. Her post... very kam tong T_T hohoho. So this time, I must be very good to her hehehe

5 Impressions of Her:

A type of friend that is very, and I mean VERY hard to find
Beautiful in a unique, special way
Super teet da (kebal, survivor)
Can be very funny but her zha dou face funnier haha
Super-super-very-very smart. Almost every subject award also she sapu. Didn't leave anything for me T_T hahaha

Most Memorable Thing She has Done for Me:
Most memorable thing she has done for me is to be in the same course as I was. If it wasn't for her, I think I wouldn't have been as social as I was then. If it wasn't for her, I could've died of boredom in my first semester. Though we were together for only one year, I was happy because I got someone to kacau every morning as well as someone that I can complain to. But of course kacau her more fun la then she give me her zha dou look. Hahaha. Oh yes, one important thing. If it wasn't for her, my understanding of Mandarin won't be as good (although it still sucks) as it is now since she always had her Mandarin speaking friends coming over.

If She Becomes My Lover I Will:
Most importantly, I will not kacau her so much. If not, she chiow ki. Haha. Of course, I will treat her better than how I used to treat her. Her answer to this question is that she'll teach me how to speak Mandarin. Damn cool wei. Got free teacher. Of course, I wouldn't need to repay this kindness by teaching her English since I think I taught her enough for one whole year. Her English quite powderful now. Plus, I'm a hopeless English teacher so I definitely won't teach. The only English thing I'll teach her would be to understand wu liao English jokes so that her own jokes won't be so cold (cold, a term I've only heard the both of us and Sue Ann use) as she puts it. Wahaha. And ya, drive her around like she said she'll make me do. Oh what the heck, since I'm already doing it everyday, what's an extra passenger. But Klang, a bit far leh. Hehe. Maybe buy her more KitKat? Can't remember which chocolate she like hahaha. Basically, I'd treat her the same way I used to treat her, only in a much better, more caring, compassionate and a more refined way. How did I used to treat her? That one is between the both of us ;)

So penguin, now you know *evil smile*

5 People to pass this tag on to:
- Rachel (here you go, I know you love doing this type of things)
- June
- Kuhanesh
- Ennie
- Kevin

I removed WS, Yoong and Joseph since the formers have expressed utter weirdness and tackiness to this whole thing while the latter would probably think the same way. I'm an obliging person so I did as requested. You are absolutely free to express your utter loathing of the absolute soppiness of it all and not do it. No problems there.

Yup.

The Good, The Bad, The Fugly

2008-03-14T23:32:00.005+08:00

The Good:
The MCB MBC Networking Party was quite fun. It's a good thing really since the people I constantly met up with for the most part last year have mostly gone their separate ways so I'm pretty much stuck with similar madmen and madwomen who're majoring in the same obscenely insane major I'm in. There isn't enough love in this world, honestly. Must learn to spread the love by paying more attention and taking more interest in other people. Where's the love y'all?

The Bad:
Committee members that pay more attention to themselves than their members. Or in other words, syok sendiri. This one I really damn du lan. One thing I seriously pantang in any committee is when the committee's have fun and laugh among themselves while the members are left stranded. Ignored. And then suddenly, there's an awkward silence. Si pek kau lat man this people. Worst part is, it's almost an everyday occurrence in Seaport Division, the organisation I so love.

The Fugly:
The oh-so-many youths these days who choose to go for all that clubbing and partying, cheap performances, big noise and drinks over good, wholesome fun like running around campus like a madman in the middle of the night *cough* getting stuck inside an admin building with all fire exits magnetically locked; almost having to share a lift with rubbish bins while laughing your friggin' heads off, y'know the sort of thing where fun involves genuine human communication. Most youths these days think fun = shaking your booty. Worst part is, this... this... plague, disease, virus, infestation whatever the heck is contagious has spread to the younger ones, some as old as ten. Damn. I go back to my alma mater and then I see these 12, 13 year olds all trying to do a Chase Collins in Step Up 2. Then they'll all go "Eh, eh, come come battle battle" and I'm like WHAT THE F**K?!?! Best part is, the only thing they can feebly attempt to do is the walking man. Some battle. Some would up the ante by doing the breakdance move 'freeze' where you halt all body motion in an interesting or balance-intensive position.

Shit, if these kiddos could do that, then I'd say fine, go ahead with your whatchamacallit, battle. Problem with these kiddos is that their best attempt looks something like this:

I took a leaf out of Aku's book. He clearly does better stick figures than me, but from this you should get a rough idea about what these kiddos are trying. Heck, if I was like 20, 30 kilos lighter, I believe I can do better. The sweat shows that this punk can't balance himself properly. The 'B' on his chest can mean many things, like bendol, bodoh, bangang or bahalol.
Edit: I added a 'L' to the stupid B-kid's forehead since WS thought it to be a good addition

Everytime I see them at it, I have a perpetual fear of this happening.

Damn these kids.

It's just slightly better than the LaLa / See Ham revolution.

Oh, what is the world coming to?

Main Kejar Kejar. Piff

2008-03-13T21:57:00.004+08:00

Ok... This post was gonna be about something else. Something less... obscure. But if I don't do it soon, then Rachel might just gimme a boot in the rear so here goes. Tag tag tag. Reminds me of kejar kejar back in primary school.

5 Impressions of Her:

Articulate
Brain works before speaking
Loyal
Quick witted
One that can hold her own

Most Memorable Thing She has Done for Me:
- Ok now this is a little tough since she's four years younger than me so by the time she reached a stage to possess the qualities I listed up there, I was at the end of my first year in uni, minimising the amount of contact we had with each other. Ah well, if I had to choose, it'd be she entertaining me with her mindless ramblings on mating cows on my absent minded Friday afternoons. ;)

If She Becomes My Lover I Will:
- I've got this nagging feeling that a whole bunch of her peers who drop by this mad place are dying to read my answer to this. Pretty sure they'll go all wide eyed Oh-hoho-What-does-Wingie-the-marching-ground-madman got to say on lovey dovey topics? Hmm hmm? Pfft. Yeah so, if she becomes my lover I will treat her how a lover is supposed to be treated. Respect. Care. Compassion. And you can probably add the eight virtues of the Order of St. John. Haha. Think I'm kidding? Seriously no. I find the eight virtues shouldn't be embedded only in members of the order but to the public as well. And lovers too, since we're on the topic of lovers especially since we all know how lovers can be even more frustrating than grumpy casualties *cough*. For those of you who've already forgotten or don't know, the eight are:

Observation
Tact
Resource
Dexterity
Explicitness
Discrimination
Perseverance
Sympathy

So who says the loud-mouthed-raving-lunatic of a sergeant hasn't got a soft side? Pfft.

5 People to pass this tag on to:
- Rachel (here you go, I know you love doing this type of things)
- Peck Jin
- June
- Kuhanesh
- Ennie
- Wei Shiarn
- Joseph
- Kevin
- Yoong

Who cares if I'm tagging nine people. Rules are meant to be broken so there. Pfft.

Random Ramblings

2008-03-10T22:13:00.004+08:00

I've always asked myself, why the bloody hell am I not in med school? Honestly, I prefer being a doctor than being an accountant but somehow I chose the latter. For so many years of public schooling, I've always filled the "Ambition" column with "doctor" instead of "accountant" and here I am, more or less steadfast in my decision to enter CPA Australia when I graduate. Funny no? As far as I'm concerned, there just aren't any similarities between a doctor and an accountant besides, I dunno, getting their work done right since if whoever screws up gets slapped with a lawsuit.

Trust me, I've asked myself why I'm an accountant-to-be instead of a doctor-to-be many many times before. The question's been popping up more frequently now that Monash's med school is within shouting distance from the biz faculty. Knowing that Nick's also in Monash's med school now isn't helping either.

When I first made the plunge into a stream that was alien to me, I came up with answers that would've answered THE question. One, I couldn't bear studying the sciences. Not for another five, six years. Two, med school was too darn expensive. Three, money had a very strong appeal. Three years on, I'm seeing how absolutely lame those answers were save #2. Come to think of it, I might have pursued a MBBS had Monash opened its med school then.

Don't get me wrong now. I'm not despising my studies right now. I'm actually enjoying it. I used to abhor accounts when I made the big jump. Accounts used to be nerve-wrecking experience in CIMP. Ms Evelyn also gave me fair caution about flunking AccA before I entered Monash and with the greatest stroke of irony, both AccA and AccB are the two units I've scored the highest for. A HD of 82% for AccA and a D of 72% for AccB. I'm even enjoying MgtAcc, the exclusively accounts unit I'm taking this semester. This coming from a person who used to detest the idea of accounts. Har har har.

Truly a case of belum cuba belum tau, sudah cuba lagi mau.

Finance. This one different case. My primary interest in the biz world is finance. I prefer finance over accounts any time of the day but the way things are / have been going, finance has been proving a real bad bitch to tame. I did consider the idea of dropping finance and taking up law but judging by the way Teresa's working these days, I think I made the right choice. I never was an economics guy so there. I did however, juggle with the idea of picking up just accounts but I feel it'd be a waste of three years of study. And the fact that dad won't hear anything of that sort. So here I am, a second year, accounting and finance major student in Monash who's left with no choice but to grit my teeth and finish off what I started. June tells me I'm a madman for going for two of the craziest majors in the biz faculty. Cost-benefit I say. Two years of slaving like a madman to graduate with majors that are sought after? Benefit > cost. To work to work.

But that doesn't halt my interest in being a doctor. Who knows I might get sick with biz one day and decide to go back to sitting for hours on end in lecture halls. Many before me have taken that deep sea dive. No reason why I can't? Or maybe I'll end up like my neighbour, this 20, 30-ish guy with a cool house and cool cars to drive with a hot chick to boot who's at home when every other white collar dude are slaving away at the office.

This is probably why I'm still so into SJAM. Probably as close as I can get to the world of medical services. It delights me as to how much I can relieve someone of their suffering simply by offering a few words of stern sympathy and encouragement. And probably a few bottle caps of Dettol and a dollop of analgesic balm along the way. Only today, yours truly went into first aid duty whilst reviewing my MgtAcc notes. Nothing serious. Just a slight laceration and abrasion due to the rough floor. Nothing I wouldn't trust my fresh lackeys to do. as a first aider, one needs to be sympathetic to every individual's tolerance of pain. I could've brushed off the whole incident as nothing significant since I personally average three wounds or so per week. I could've continued with my studying but once a first aider, always a first aider so duty called. True enough, the expression on the poor dear's face was of pure torturous pain. Again back to the cost-benefit analysis. What's a few minutes of study sacrificed to help someone who was in true need of help? The benefits, I can say truly outweigh the cost. Why? Coz to me, there's nothing more rewarding than a warm smile and a kind thank you. Pained no doubt. But warm and kind. Then again, I won't say no to a hot plate of nasi lemak and ayam goreng rempah la.

This is exactly the reason why I wanna be a doctor. Since I'm ending up as an accountant so I guess I'll just have to make the best of it. But that ain't stopping me from considering a stint with Wilayah's Emergency Medical Assistance Service (EMAS) during the next semester break.

How can you not respect the Star of Life?

P.S> As I typed the first paragraph, a nasty roach with a seemingly sexual fetish for toes started having funny ideas with mine. I promptly knocked it out cold with a rug before clogging its every respiratory cavity in its thorax with a Class IV poison known as Mortein Knockdown. Bit rich coming from a sympathetic first aider huh? The SJA motto is pro fide, pro utilitate hominum ok? Not pro utilitate cockroach.

You Can't Reach the Moon without a Rocket

2008-03-09T13:00:00.004+08:00

So without me having to tell you much, I guess all of you would've known the results of this year's General Elections where the Opposition parties namely the Democratic Action Party (DAP), Parti Keadilan Rakyat (PKR) and Parti Islam Se-Malaysia (PAS) gained control over a few states; Penang, Kedah, Kelantan, Perak and Selangor.

It's a real slap in the face for the old rusty politicians who have been talking big for the past 13 days. I'm actually quite pleased with the results. At least now, no single party has ultimate say on implementing any policies. This truly is a democracy.

Truthfully speaking, I didn't expect such a big win for the Opposition. The win in Kelantan was a typical no-brainer. Of course, some political "experts" on national TV last night couldn't help but take a swipe at PAS supporters who all wanted to go to syurga (heaven) since PAS leaders claimed that "if you vote for PAS, you'll go to syurga". The DAP take-over in Penang was predicted judging by the way the DAP sent all their big kahunas up north. The ousting of BN mainly by PAS in Kedah was a pleasant surprise.

I quote a fellow blogger in cyberspace after Zam lost his seat.

Bloggers stupid? hoho

http://politics101malaysia.blogsome.com/2008/03/08/zam-crashes-out/

That's why la. Let this be a lesson to all those big shot fellas who talk big and try to crack down on bloggers who spill the beans on all their misdeeds and faults. If you've got a fault, just admit it and improve yourself la, not try and intimidate bloggers that talk about you. I've seen a lot of people who've abused their authority and done just that. Be careful to what extent you flaunt your authority. Personally I believe in the maxim "If you don't want people to find out and talk about it, then don't do it."

The battle in Perak was a very close one with the Opposition winning 31 seats against BN's 28 seats. Media reports have said that the Opposition parties are going to form a coalition government in Perak. Hopefully they do a good job.

But to me, the most interesting result is in Selangor. After all, I am born here. Surprisingly, the Opposition raked in a total of 36 out of 56 seats. What saddens me is that Datin Paduka Chew Mei Fun lost to Tony Pua of DAP. She was after all, a very active MP. One of the rare few that really really worked hard for her constituency. Shucks. Lee Hwa Beng lost as well, to PKR's Loh Gwo Burne the whistle-blower to the controversial Lingam video tape. I'm not really saddened by this though since Lee Hwa Beng simply appeared out of nowhere to replace Loh Seng Kok who himself (Loh) was quite a good MP.

On national TV last night, all of a sudden, everyone's an expert on the Malaysian political scene. Some idiot of a professor from some god-forsaken place kept talking about 'trends' in the local political scene and kept talking about the sentiments of Chinese voters and all sorts of other race-based theories on how the Opposition won so many seats. I was seriously damn du lan with that bugger. C'mon la, the opposition doesn't comprise of Chinese voters only. There's still PAS and PKR where majority of the members are Malays. Honestly, that stupid professor was talking through his ass.

But judging by the states the opposition has won barring Kelantan, it won't be wrong to say that most lower-middle to upper-middle class voters have decided for a change in administration. Selangor, Penang, Kedah, Perak. All very developed states whose residents comprise mostly of the higher educated types. Probably the same can be said in the Lembah Pantai seat in KL where Nurul Izzah Anwar, the young daughter of PKR's de facto leader Datuk Seri Anwar Ibrahim turned the tables against Datuk Seri Shahrizat, the former Women, Family and Community Development Minister. The people want a younger voice perhaps?

Other setbacks to my 2008 General Elections expectation was that Khairy Jamaluddin, son in law of Pak Lah won in Rembau. Drats. Before he became an MP, he was already talking lots of shyte of which the most famous was the relabeling of those nasty menace bastards on the road, fondly known as Mat Cemerlang. Another setback was Bung Mokhtar Radin's win in Kinabatangan. Yeah, the infamous "Batu Gajah tiap tiap bulan pun bocor". Yep, it's the same sexist MP alright. He won. Again. Damn. Oh another sad one was Nazri Aziz's win in Padang Rengas. The MP who's vocabulary only consists of the words "perkauman", "racist", "bloody", "duduk" and the most famous of all "penyangak". Uh huh, he's back. Damn. Car buying enthusiasts might have hoped that Rafidah Aziz would lose. I don't know. Probably with that, imported cars would be cheaper, what with all the AP controversy surrounding her a few years ago.

Ah well, you can't get everything you wish for can you? I don't hate the local leaders. I just don't agree with some of the things they do. Other than that, I can say that they've been doing their job right. Albeit in a colourful way of course. Hopefully with the elections over and with so many fresh faces in the foray, the Malaysian Parliament won't be like the Royal London Circus anymore like the many videos on YouTube suggest because prior to this, the only Parliament I've seen which is as colourful as this is Taiwan's where the representatives would end up in an old-fashioned melee. Interesting.

Well, all I can hope for is that the government will now work better than before. So here's to a new dawn of united progress in the country. Pray that there won't be anymore clown MPs around which talk without thinking.

I Want My Books la KNN Pt.2

2008-03-07T23:55:00.002+08:00

Sweet sweet sweet. My AISFM book is finally here.

In my bag? Nope. In my drawer? Definitely not. On my table? Not there either. In the bookstore? No.

So where the heck is it then?

It's in Malaysia. That's all I know.

Apparently the shipment;s already here but the bookstore cool guy (I call him cool guy coz he's the friendlier one over the other) says there was some... lorry problems as he puts it.

So where the heck is the book?

Somehow customs got hold of it. Or at least that's what cool guy said. And now I wonder what the heck does customs want to do with a hundred plus copies of a textbook? Unless they suspect every copy contains secret plans on helping Mat Selamat Kastari escape.

Or worse.

They suspect the books contain pieces of Mat Selamat Kastari and when delivered to its destination, Mat Selamat Kastari will be pieced together again.

Shocking.

And the ComBkg book isn't even close to arrival. Brilliant.

On a different note, I realized that I didn't make a mistake by putting pen to paper on the Monash Business Club registration form coz the people I've met over the past few days have been really really nice. Now I'm smacking myself for not joining it earlier. I haven't even attended the GM yet and I've been doing the stuff every other consistent member does like manning the booth during Clubs & Societies Week (which was the whole of this week) and being a part of the 2nd Hand Book Sale which was for this entire week as well. Funny thing is all the people I've met are enrolled in the same units as I am and it surprises me that I've never spoken to them before. They're probably thinking the same thing. Regardless, I look forward to more MBC activities. Which reminds me, I forgot to get the networking party ticket from Mun Hong. Must try and get it next week.

malaysiandreamgirl.tv Episode 1

2008-03-06T22:03:00.008+08:00

The pilot episode of Malaysia's first online reality model search, Malaysian Dreamgirl has been uploaded to the Malaysian Dreamgirl website, here. It's broken up into five parts, all about 5 minutes long for easier and faster streaming I guess since we all know how NARROW our Malaysian BROADband is. This idea, I think is excellent so that us interested viewers can watch each episode without much unwanted interruption.

So, the first episode was more or less a compilation of the more interesting model hopefuls auditioning on the 16th and 17th of February at PWTC. Personally, I feel that all those that got through actually have what it takes to be a model but here are a few that really caught my attention.

Adeline, the first girl that got through. A definite yes for me! Vote Adeline! Interestingly enough, all Adelines I've met / known in my lifetime look really good.

A sharper image of Adeline the muffin ad girl, contestant #10 and possibly Malaysia's next top model? Picture courtesy of nickchhan.com

Another one that caught my attention is Cindy. All dressed up in a low-cut read dress/blouse with long silky hair (I admit, I'm a sucker for girls with long hair) she was off the top.

This is a screen capture from the episode where Cindy does a catwalk. As you can see, she's got a good figure. And skin. And smile. And eyes. And God knows what else

It doesn't stop there though. She's got the looks as well. And the hair, oh the hair, that long silky hair... picture courtesy of nickchhan.com

But what the one that blew me away was Giselle, the kindergarten teacher. That's right. Kindergarten teacher.

Doing a catwalk as requested by the judges. She's got a good figure. And I really like her dress. Reminds me of Shila's cheeky dress during the One in a Million Grand Finale.

Can I go back to being a four year old again? I want her to be my teacher. And her long black locks. Beautiful beautiful. picture courtesy of shaolintiger.com

Of course, after all the seriousness of picking a future top model, what's a reality show audition without it's share of goofs? In this episode, I believe the victim would be Su Nin (??). Poor girl. I think the judges really took the mickey out of her. From the blurry screen capture below, you'd be able to see that she obviously doesn't have the looks. Figure maybe but not the looks. But that isn't the funny part.

Let's begin.

At time 2:55 of Part 5 of Episode 1, the moment Su Nin steps in, Kenny Sia was breathing heavily. Unless I'm very much mistaken, Elaine Daly said kau zhor ah? (Are you kidding me?) and Lim Jimmy, being the good guy that he is said "How you goin' in that outfit girl?". Su Nin (??) is 22 years old and she comes from Crang. At first I heard Penang. And Elaine Daly had to ask her again before her Crang sounded like Klang. Boo boo boo. English tak boleh pakai how to become a top model? As what Kenny Sia said, "Welcome to Zouk". Very appropriate if you ask me since she was wearing a navel-baring top and a very short skirt which can't be seen in the picture above.

Elaine Daly looked very bored when the poor girl was describing her job. "Freelancer. You know, road show. A promoter lah" in the girl's own words.

On Su Nin's outfit at time at time starting at 4:06,

Lim Jimmy: There's always a right outfit to the right place

Elaine: The whole thing just screams out very... l... LaLa. My gosh. Okay, looking at you right now, I don't think that you are suitable to be a model. You know, maybe for certain... selling certain things la but not very appropriate to be a mainstream model la (...) to be like a very good model, I don't think so. But she'll be good like you know those err... ah... you know in Ipoh maybe you can help *looks down* (pic above) sell some... *sniggers* (pic below)

Kenny Sia: Some white coffee loh *laughs* (pic below)

Poor Su Nin. Seriously kena zha to the max.

But then again, it should teach all those LaLa / See Hum fashion advocates a lesson that the LaLa / See Hum dressing just doesn't work. You're not in freaking Harajuku la for crying out loud. An even the Harajuku hardcores look better than the LaLas albeit a bit wonky but still, somehow the hardcores make it work.

LaLa / See Hum is NOT the thing these days. It's utter horsecrap. Live with it you prats.

And according to Elaine Daly, Kenny Sia will say yes to anything that wears a short skirt. Haha.

I'm At Home Fo'Shizz

2008-03-05T23:23:00.005+08:00

Step Up 2: The Streets. Everytime I read the title, I can't help but read it as Step up to The Streets.

What can I say about the movie. Nothing much really. If you're a person that's into the new-age style of dancing / hip-hop dancing / street dancing / free-stylin' etc etc then I suggest you catch this movie because almost every minute of it is dance. Dance dance dance dance dance. Nothing but dance. If you find those kinda dance styles stupid then don't bother wasting your time coz as the plot couldn't be anymore cheesier. Girl gets into trouble. Girl goes to new school. Girl can't do stage dancing (whatever the heck you call it). Girl meets guy. Girl forms 'crew'. Girl makes opposing 'crew' mad. Opposing 'crew' hits back. Girl gets expelled. Girl bails out of 'crew'. Girl goes back to 'crew'. Girl beats opposing 'crew' at dance competition. Girl's expulsion is lifted. Girl makes out with guy. End story.

If you're not into the dancing then you might be into the hot koochie-mamas in the movie. Ok, correction. Hot koochie-mama. As far as eye-candy is concerned, only Briana Evigan (plays Andie West) looks mind-blowing. The rest are just so-so la. One thing I admire about her, and all the other actors and actresses are their dancing skills. If they had it before the production, then good for them. If they had to learn it for production, even better coz from what I saw in the movie, they really can pull it off. Especially Evigan. My god, can she dance. Especially the last dance routine with Chase (played by Robert Hoffman) in the rain. Superb superb.

Scene from the last dance routine, in the streets, in the rain.

And the background music goes "Ah... ah... ah...". No, I'm not lying.

Throughout the entire movie, I couldn't stop thinking how much Evigan resembles Kirsten Dunst during Dunst's Bring It On (2000) days.

The resemblance is almost uncanny. And both are equally hot.

On a different note, Mr Manoharan, my FinMgt tutor is excellent. Though he didn't do much today since this week's tutorial questions are quite straightforward, I'm guessing that he's gonna be a blast for the later weeks. Three tutorials tomorrow. Hopefully they're all as good as or better than FinMgt.

So Briana Evigan is hot. Hot hot hot. As hot as Ellen Page. No. Hotter. ;)

Tell Me It's a Proton

2008-03-04T12:39:00.010+08:00

The Thais got it first. But now it's here. The Proton Gen 2 got a nip and tuck and now it looks absolutely spiffing. It's even got a stronger workhorse under the bonnet, the CPS engine.

There isn't much of a difference on the rear end. Still looks like a normal Gen 2.

The major changes are to the front. As you can see, Proton has decided to shape the front bumper to something similar to that of the H-Line Saga, a big black air vent surrounding the fog lights.

Frontal view of the well... front. Proton's added black bezels on the headlights for a meaner look. They've also changed the shape of the front grille to something more macho instead of the "wau" look on the previous Gen 2

Wow!! A Wau!! Downright ugly if you ask me

The good thing about the Gen 2 CPS is that Proton decided to ditch the extremely minimalistic theme for the interior. It was initially done to resemble a Lotus' interior (Esprit, Exige, whichever la). Those of you who have yet to see a Lotus' interior, just imagine a slightly classier Gen 2 interior. Extremely bare. For the Gen 2 CPS, Proton decided to use the winning interior formula used in the Persona. They've even added a touch of sportiness to it.

Check out the cool colour scheme. And the seats look like they really ooze quality.

The CPS still retains it's minimalistic theme but Proton's adapted the Persona's interior into it, most obvious are the window controls at the door instead of in the center console. They've also removed that unsightly clock in the center of the dashboard and installed a glove box. The door handles have also been changed to those of the Persona's instead of those roundish plastic handles that could snap everytime you try to open the door of the Gen 2.

Very very sporty.

The meter instruments emitting that reddish glow reminds me of the Mazda 3's lighted up dash.

This is the one thing I still hate about Proton. I have absolutely no idea why the heck they keep using this cheap plastic design for the damned steering. The only blot for an otherwise finely designed interior.

Heck, even the CPS engine looks more garang now.

The price of course, is slightly higher than the first Gen 2 but not by much with the H-Line Auto going for RM60,488 and the Manual going for RM57,488. The M-Line Auto is going for RM56,488 while the Manual goes for RM53,488. Truthfully speaking, I'd prefer to get the Gen 2 CPS than the Hyundai Accent. It's cheaper, looks more macho and has a higher resale value.

One thing I think Proton should have done to complete the CPS' machoness is instead of using the same 6-spoke alloy rims on the CPS, it should've used those found on the Gen 2 MME which looks like this.

More gaya if you ask me

But then again, I don't really mind. After all, it definitely beats having the same alloy rims of the older Gen 2 which looks like some satanic cult's demon summoning circle or something.

Gen 2 CPS I want

Oh yeah, and this as well. Haha. Not that I'm old enough anyway

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I Want My Books la KNN

2008-03-03T22:57:00.006+08:00

Last Wednesday:

Me: Excuse me, when will the custom textbook for AISFM and the book for ComBkg arrive?
Bookstore fella: Oh, that. Very likely on Monday. Do you want me to call you when it arrives?
Me: Oh, never mind since I've got class on Mondays. Where is the book now?
Bookstore fella: On the ship coming

-_-"

Today:

Me: Excuse me, is the custom textbook for AISFM and the book for ComBkg here yet?
Bookstore fella: Oh the AISFM one is here already.
Me: Where is it?
Bookstore fella: It arrived already. It's in between lorries now. Being delivered. (-_-")
Me: What the? Then how about the ComBkg book?
Bookstore fella: Oh that one either end of this week or next week.

That's a real double -_-"

Got the cheek to tell me it's in the lorry.

Worst come to worst, I'll try and borrow Teresa's AIS textbook before this week's tutorial. God knows how I'm gonna prepare for the ComBkg tutorial. Might try rummaging through the library for a copy.

Personally, I feel this is damn sweet. Proton is truly recovering from it's plague

More on this tomorrow.

And Audrey gave me her KitKat. How sweet of her ^o^

0.000001%!! Pt. 2

2008-03-01T21:22:00.003+08:00

I've never really cared about the One in a Million series actually. I know about it. I know how's the format. I know who the judges are. I know what's the prize but I never bothered watching it.

However, having seen the Grand Finale live in Stadium Malawati last night, I must admit that the finalists were actually pretty good. There were three of them, Sarah, Shila and Ayu.
Some people might recognize Sarah since she already is a recording artiste. I've got newfound respect for her.

In the opening performances, I secretly rooted for Sarah because obviously she was really good. But alas, Malaysia doesn't want her so out she goes leaving us with Shila and Ayu.

Some people might recognize Sarah since she already is a recording artiste. I've got newfound respect for her.

With Sarah out of the way, Shila and Ayu were left to battle it out between each other, both surprisingly good for their age. However, judging by the way the crowd cheered it was clear who was the favourite.

Slightly after 10pm, they announced the result and the winner was the crowd favourite, Ayu.

Of course I was secretly rooting for Shila since she's got the siao siao kinda thing going on and also because she's very cute. At first glance she reminded me of Diana, my ever wonderfully lovely partner in the Prefect's Board. Her rendition of Britney Spears' Oops I did it Again saw her wearing a fedora like hat and a cheeky dress with a cane. Very very tantalizing. Definitely much better than Spears' version.

The grand prize winner Ayu. Don't judge her by her looks. Seriously. Although most of the time I didn't really pay attention to the songs sung throughout the night, I must say that powerful voice she has. Very powerful indeed. A worthy winner. Period.

The one thing I couldn't stand about last night's crowd were those low-life suckers from piss-end towns who bought cheap tickets on the top tier. Immediately after the result was announced, this jackasses started chucking those thick cardboard "hands" into the stadium below causing the audience to scramble out the exits. Those left behind shielded themselves with whatever they could grab hold. The unlucky ones left with scratched faces, wounded noses or split lips. Those jackasses didn't even give a damn about the presence of the police. Bunch of nanny-goat hooligans. Needs no explanation about what type of people those penyangak are. Stupid dingbats.

Hooligans aside, last night, or early this morning to be more precise, marked the first time I've attended an after party. The organizers pitched up an air-conditioned tent slightly away from the main entrance of the stadium. Air conditioned tents remind me of the first and the last time I watched the Royal London Circus. Anyway, the tent was teeming with local celebrities. We were only allowed in after three or four of the "high risk" (that's what the bouncers called them) celebrities left. Nevertheless, when we made our way in, the people who I wanted to see were still there, 'cept Marion of course. We also got to snap a few photos with them. Paul Moss, despite being such a hard nosed person on air, is pretty nice and obliging. I missed the chance to snap one with Shila but I did get a group photo with Ayu which was extremely obliging and still really hyped up about winning. Will post the photos when I get them.

Of course a big thanks to Alan (Keevan) and Adam who requested for our services. If it wasn't for them we wouldn't have had the chance to attend such a great event. Another thanks goes to Eileen, the organizing team's manager who so nicely invited us for the after party.

Having been so impressed by the performances during the finale, would I start watching the next season of One in a Million? Don't think so. Though I just might catch the last few airings.

Would I again be hesitant to attend such a function? I dare say I won't. It's like a one in a million chance.

Of course there's always Akademi Fantasia.

But then again, Aku might just string me up over a 20th floor balcony.

*Don't ask me why all three finalists in the pictures above are wearing purple.

0.000001%!!

2008-02-29T15:05:00.004+08:00

... chance that I get an emergency call up for first aid duty. I'm still hesitant about the whole thing actually but with the duty scheduled to start in under 2 hours, I can't expect to gather my lackeys to go for it. So I'll go.

And what first aid duty is that to be precise?

The One in a Million Grand Finale in Stadium Malawati, Shah Alam. The finale where you get to see two wannabes hopefuls and a pop star sing their lungs out to win RM1mil. I'd be more excited if the wannabes hopefuls belt out English tunes rather than Malay since it's common knowledge that if local artistes sing in English, they're actually quite good but when they sing in Malay, it's painful to the human visual & auditory system.

At least I'm not going for Akademi Fantasia. *shudder*

Oh... That's Interesting

2008-02-27T23:43:00.003+08:00

From today's Financial Management (FinMgt) lecture, I deduce that it's just like Moncap, only more detailed and a little bit of accounts thrown in for good measure. The way Dr Bala (in no way related to the Balachander SMKSP fellas all know) lectures is actually quite captivating. Not a voice you can fall asleep to.

Commercial Banking and Finance (ComBkg) was quite interesting as well. The only put off about the lecture was the ridiculous amount of slides that needed to be covered. And ComBkg is exactly like Moncap. But much much more detailed. Only thing I wish out of the lecture is that Mr Tan speaks faster and louder. Currently he's like Marketingdinghooi. That slow, smooth, low-decibel range voice. Enchanting as WS puts it. If the ComBkg lecture is in the morning, like Marketingdinghooi's, I wouldn't mind so much. But's it's in friggin 3pm until 5pm. Immediately after being 'hyped' by Dr Bala summore. Pain pain.

So that pretty much ends the first week of the new semester. Hopefully all my tutorials are as good as the lectures. Speaking of tutorials, I need to get started on my tute Q&As. But without my textbooks (I've only got the MgtAcc and FinMgt books), it's a bit hard.

Looks like another round of KoL first then. Hah!

Different... Very Different

2008-02-26T22:39:00.003+08:00

Waking up at 10 on a Tuesday morning after an unbelievably long Monday needs some getting use to. For the past two semesters, Tuesdays started latest at 9am. This time around, I'm free.

With a considerable amount of illusionary free time this semester, I've gone back to one of my favourite games, Kingdom of Loathing. Ring a bell? I doubt it. What with all the other more graphically entertaining or hopelessly repetitive (*cough* DoTA *cough*) online games around, Kingdom of Loathing could do the macarena in front of you wearing teddy bear motived tea cosy and you wouldn't even blink.

But if you're looking for a change from the increasingly boring point, click, whack-cute-critter, level level level type of games where bots rule, then I recommend KoL. It's a browser/text+turn based RPG which has a lot of ludicrous hand drawn pictures that will definitely entertain for hours.

My character. The old one got deleted since I abandoned it due to SPM

The stuff you'd be able to read during combat.

A view of the inventory and the weird stuff you can get

The consumables. Sounds dangerous

Funky equipment huh?

Plus, you don't need to feel that other players are getting an advantage over you since there are no bots and you only get 40 turns a day. It's what you choose to do with the 40 turns that changes everything. For example you could spend 10 turns adventuring in the Noob Cave at the foot of Mt. Noob before returning and spending 10 turns in the Haunted Pantry in the Right Side of the Tracks. Then you could also go spend a few turns in the Wrong Side of the Tracks before fishing for stuff in the Sewers using a chewing-gum-on-a-string. It's up to you really.

With all these mindbogglingly hilarious names and plot, there's no excuse why one shouldn't give it a shot though when I first started, there were only three people in the whole of SMKSP which played it, me, Aku and Li Li.

Now that I'm back at it I intend to finish where I left off.

Anyone nuts enough to join in?

Business as Usual

2008-02-25T22:57:00.002+08:00

Back to joining the early morning buggers getting stuck in traffic again. Which sucks big time. Thankfully, the Cost Info lecture, hereby renamed to Management Accounting (MgtAcc) since Ms. Aniza keeps calling it MgtAcc, is quite interesting and won't make me fall asleep. Ms Aniza herself speaks very clearly and fluently and it's easy to understand what she says unlike last semester's AccB. That was painful. The MgtAcc lecture is only 90 minutes (today it was only an hour) which leaves me with a four hour gap before the Acct Info Sys & Fin Modeling (AISFM) lecture by Dr Tng.

The AISFM lecture is like any other Dr Tng lecture. Full house. I'm guessing that it's the concentration of carbon dioxide in the auditorium and not the lecture content that made me fall asleep. Hopefully after Dr Tng's gentle reminder today, all irritating giggly people who make themselves really comfortable in the auditorium remove their arses from the unit.

WS seems to be having fun in film and media studies. If I wasn't taking two majors, I would've enrolled in both.

And books books books. My god their getting more expensive. But nothing beats last semester's law textbook. That one was a killer. And their apparently gonna change it this semester. Blardy farks.

And... Lift Off!!

2008-02-24T22:32:00.003+08:00

It's back to another six months of toiling in funky smelling auditoriums and classrooms as classes resume in 10 hours. Second year of university. With only three days of classes, I wonder how painful this semester's gonna be. In any case it doesn't get easier from here. More free time means more time to study. No more leaving out accounts tutorial questions. No more drifting off to sleep during afternoon lectures. First thing I'll do tomorrow morning is to get a packet of Skittles Sour. Maybe two. Or three.

Must also make sure I don't veer off course like what I almost did last semester

Study study study study study.

This Ain't No Country for Anyone

2008-02-23T23:32:00.005+08:00

No, this post's got nothing to do with No Country for Old Men though I've already got the movie with me after En suggested it.

Instead, I'm gonna be performing some civic duty and inform you guys about a few mad things that's been happening in Malaysia recently. None of them good.

First Incident:
A child approaches you and says he / she is lost. He / she asks you to take him / her home; gives you a slip of paper with an address on it. You being a kind person, kindly takes the kid back to his 'home', rings the doorbell and is instantly floored by an electric current. You wake up only to find yourself robbed / raped / sodomized / anal-probed with a tooth brush. Not a very nice thing eh?

Lesson Learned: If a lost kid approaches you, take the kid to the police station. Best solution.

Second Incident:
You enter a taxi and tell the taxi driver your destination. Then you hear a puffing sound like those from an aerosol. Then you start feeling weak / sleepy / numb / dumb while that thing that puffs stuff out keeps puffing away at frequent intervals. Finally you fall unconscious. When you wake up only to find yourself robbed / raped / sodomized / anal-probed with a Nike thermos. Not nice.

Lesson Learned: When you enter a taxi, if possible, sit in front so you can observe any hanky panky the driver intends to get up to. When you smell something funny in the taxi, wind down the windows so you can get some fresh air. If the taxi driver argues, say that you're feeling sick and need fresh air. Even better if you don't get into a taxi which smells funny. What with all the funny jampi or gong tau that's easily learned these days.

Third Incident:
You walk to your car from the office / mall. You notice your tire(s) is (are) flat. You then decide to change the tire yourself. Open your trunk, get the jack, the spanner etc. A decently dressed dude smooth talking dude appears an offers help to change your tire. Ladies might be pleased so you let him. After everything is done, he asks a favour of you to drop him off at his car on the other end of the carpark. By now your alarm bells should start ringing. Unbeknownst to you, this smooth talker already dropped off his bag of ka chang in your trunk. So if you're kind lady thinking of repaying his kindness, you'd give him a lift. Next thing you know, you've been carjacked or taken on a hell ride and then get robbed / raped / sodomized / anal-probed with a hoe. Not nice.

Lesson Learned: If possible, get someone to accompany you back to your car. Check your surroundings before approaching your car. Wanna change a flat tire, either just do it yourself or get someone you can trust to help. Ladies, learn some basic car servicing. Be confident and don't look like a lost salmon going upriver to breed.

Fourth Incident:
You're driving at night. Someone kisses your car's rear end. You come out to check the damage and to settle the issue.

OR

You're driving at night. Some drunken dipshit's zig-zagging his car like Batman on Ice to scout for victims. A car overtakes you normally. Stops in front of you at a traffic light. You stop behind that car. Another car comes and kisses your rear end. At this point, know the danger so you don't step out of your car. But then the force might be so great your car kisses the car in front's rear end. Now the fault's on you. You remain still. No one comes out. The light turns green. You wanna get out but you can't coz the joker in front of you is blocking the way. Either you step out of your car or...

The passengers of the other car or both cars burst out with various weapons robs / rapes / sodomizes / anal-probes you with an OEM housing and then carjacks you. And you're stuck in the middle of nowhere. You'll wake up stark naked and run around like a headless chicken which has a headlight housing poking out of your ass looking for help. Very unpleasant.

Lesson Learned: Just friggin' stay in your car no matter what. Just keep driving to the nearest police station. If your car's blocked, start pressing that invention Malaysians love so much. The horn. Horn like there's no tomorrow. If the other driver(s) come(s) up to your window and wants to talk, put it down just enough to that you can hear him and him you. Keep your engine on and prepare to do a Grand Theft Auto getaway if things get nasty.

Fifth Incident:
You walk to your car in the car park. Enter it, lock your doors, start your engine and shift into reverse to back out. You notice a piece of paper on your rear windshield. You step out to remove the paper and the carjackers jump into your car and mows you down along the way. What's more, you could be robbed / raped / sodomized / anal-probed with a rubber duckie.

Lesson Learned: Check your car and the surrounding area before entering. If you notice the paper only after you enter, just get outta there first and you can remove the paper or whatever the heck that is later. After all, cars nowadays all come equipped with side mirrors which can still aid your driving. Good to have cars with rear windshield wipers eh? Just swipe the damn thing off.

In fact, judging by the way some people drive, I doubt they ever look through their rear windshields so it doesn't really matter if it's blocked. Some people use their windshield as a showcase for their entire Teddies Around the Globe collection . That or they've opened a new branch of their favourite religion at the back of their car. Or they've just built their living room there. Maybe even a dining room. They might even throw in their kitchen sink as an after thought.

Sixth Incident:
You're walking along a sidewalk, street or wherever, getting into your car in broad daylight. A few dudes / dudettes, are walking towards you carrying a torchlight looking thingy. Pretty harmless you think. Probably these fellas are just some repairmen or something. The torchlight makes contact with your back. Immediately you fall like Humpty Dumpty on Rohypnol. These jokers slash your thigh(s) for good measure, dump you in a drainage ditch and leave you for dead before speeding off with your valuables and your car. If you're lucky, good samaritans will try to revive you or help you in anyway (so go learn first aid!!). If you're unlucky, you'd get an audience with St Peter. Apparently there was a victim of this kinda incident. Luckily there was a clinic nearby. The doctor managed to revive her but was perplexed as to how a slash wound would leave you on the brink of death. What they didn't know was this torchlight baby

From afar, it looks like a typical repairman torchlight. But check out those four spiky spikes at the end. China mali punya.

Lesson Learned: Be aware of your surroundings. If anyone approaches you carrying this mean mo'fo, scream. Scream like ~~you're holding Devil's pot of tea~~ there's no tomorrow. Coz there won't be a tomorrow if this mean mamma-jamma touches you. If they produced this mamma-jamma in pocket size, then you better pray that it zaps your assailant's privates before it zaps you. What would those Chinamen think of next? Pocket sized jump jets?

Seventh Incident: (from a forwarded email)

The message below is from a CID Officer with Polis Diraja Malaysia. Kindly forward it to your colleagues or friends.

A police officer working with a the DARE program has issued this warning:
If you are driving after dark and see an on-coming car with no headlights on, DO NOT FLASH YOUR LIGHTS at them.

This is a common gang member "Initiation Game". The new gang member under initiation drives along with no headlights and first car to flash their headlights at him is now his "target". He is now required to turn around and chase that car, and shoot at or into the car in order to complete his initiation requirements.

Make sure you share this info with all the drivers in your family.

Supposedly it's to test these new boys' courage. I'm not sure how true that is but just now coming back from dinner, I spotted this white Proton Iswara (the very old one) with no headlights on stopping for quite a while at the junction that leads to the traffic lights of where Bulatan Majlis used to be near the SS4 Petronas + Shell station. The driver and his passengers were of the unruly type.

But Triad Initiation Game? These arseholes are really getting creative. Can't they just stick to age old traditions like how Chan Ho Nam got initiated by his dai kor who took an entire pack of joss sticks, set them alight and stuck the lighted up end on his (Ho Nam) chest. That's what I call real courage. Plus it's a much cheaper and nicer smelling alternative. A pack of joss sticks cost less than RM10. By doing what these nuts are doing, it might even cost more in case they crash the car or something.

Go and learn some form of martial art or self defence. There isn't a 100% guarantee that you'll be safe but at least your reflexes might be faster.

And go and learn some first aid as well. You never know when you might need to help someone. Can't always rely on the emergency services to be there on time can you?

Funny thing is, for every incident I've mentioned, there are lots of people claiming that they're all hoaxes. Don't ask about my sources since I compiled this from various local forums and forwarded emails. Doesn't matter if they're reliable. Just play it safe people. You might think I'm being paranoid and overly cautious but does it really matter? After all, every myth has some basis in fact. You just need to be a little more careful out there.

Belum kena belum tau. Sudah kena lagi mau?

No thank you. I don't intend on being anal probed. God knows what I might find poking out of my rear end. A calculator? A toilet-seat brush? A spatula? Perhaps mum's little hand shovel? The new MBPJ street sign even? Heck, I might end up with a 60-feet diameter satellite dish that emits radio signals to a distant galaxy sticking out my rectum.

Like Cartman for instance.

This Ain't No Etch-a-Sketch

2008-02-22T17:07:00.003+08:00

It all started with a chair...
Damn... Juno is one helluva movie. Has got to be the best movie I've watched this entire summer break. No surprises why it's been getting lots of rave reviews to the build up of this year's Academy Awards. A total genius production.

The movie revolves around Juno MacGuff's (Ellen Page) life when she gets pregnant after a sexual encounter with her best friend Paulie Bleeker (Michael Cera). What makes this movie so darn good is that instead of being the same as the oh so many cliched movies about teen pregnancy which sees the 'victims' being in an absolutely sorry and pathetic state, Jason Reitman makes it a very light-hearted movie. And the actresses / actors are just so damn good in their acting. Both Page and Cera do a very good job in playing their parts. Page acts very very much like pregnant teen who is afraid, nervous, confused and excited while Cera acts very much like the totally dumbfounded, scared and equally confused guy who just got his girlfriend pregnant.

... they say pregnancy often leads to, you know... *long pause* infants

If it wasn't for the movie's more serious theme, I'd safely say it's a laugh out loud movie. The really corny and sometimes vulgar dialogue is a really good laugh if you listen carefully enough. The colourful vocabulary and academically incorrect grammar, those commonly used in the Western side of the world these days add a touch of authenticity to the whole movie. After all, Juno (the character) is supposed to be the tomboy-ish type of tough girl.

It surprises me actually how good Ellen Page's acting is. All this while I've always thought that she was new and upcoming actress. Funny thing is, she's starred in a whole bunch of movies. The most prominent one was X-Men III. Didn't even notice that. Haha. One of the negligible characters.

I know that you weren't bored that day because there was a lot of stuff on TV, and then 'The Blair Witch Project' was coming on Starz and you were like 'I haven't seen this since it came out and if so we should watch it' and 'but oh, no, we should just make out instead la la la'

Very very very very good movie. Must go watch no matter what.

But wait, I've a nagging feeling that Juno won't arrive in Malaysian cinemas. Ever. Thanks to certain scenes and the language. Stupid censorship board. Even if it did arrive, rest assured that instead of a 96 minute movie, it'll very likely be reduced to about 75 minutes no thanks to the various snip snips. Also, if it arrived here, I doubt that most of the Malaysian audience would understand the subtle funnies of the movie.

Doctors are sadists who like to play God and watch lesser people scream

And yes. Ellen Page is pretty. And hot. Pretty hot. Very very hot.

It ended with a chair

OMGWTFBBQ Pt. 2

2008-02-21T20:31:00.004+08:00

On Tuesday, I ranted about not having a proper timetable. I also bitched about being chucked about anywhere the course coordinators pleased.

I'm partially right in the sense that my timetable was altered against my will. On Tuesday, this is how my timetable looked like

Monday: 12pm - 1.30pm: Cost Info lecture; 2pm - 4pm: Accounting Info Sys lecture
Tuesday: Free
Wednesday: 1pm-3pm: Financial Management lecture; 3pm - 5pm: Commercial Banking & Finance lecture
Thursday: 10am - 11am: Comm Bkg tutorial
Friday: 10am - 11am: Fin Mgt tutorial

Kinda gila babi if you ask me.

Now, after the coordinators kindly added more tutors to the list, my timetable looks like this.

Monday: 8.30am - 10am: Cost Information for Decision Making lecture; 2pm - 4pm: Accounting Information Systems and Financial Modeling lecture
(like what Wei Shiarn says, Monday blues)
Tuesday: Free
Wednesday: 9am - 10am: Financial Management tutorial; 1-3pm: Fin Mgt lecture; 3-5pm: Commercial Banking & Finance lecture
Thursday: 10-11am: Comm Bkg tutorial; 1.30-3pm: Cost Info tutorial; 4-5pm: Acct Info Sys CPU Lab
Friday: Free

I dunno but somehow all my unit names sound pretty corny.

Of course I would've preferred it if I could throw Thursday's schedule into Tuesday and get a longer weekend but since this semester none of the unit tutors are keen on working on Tuesdays so I guess this will have to do. About the only gripe I have about this timetable is the insanely large gap on Monday. Four friggin hours sial. Won't be the first time anyway. I guess this is as good as it can get. Ah well.

vroom vroom

2008-02-21T11:51:00.006+08:00

With the Geneva Motorshow coming up in March, I thought I'd share something which caught my eye among the many soon-to-be-released vehicles.

The Fiat 500 Abarth

From this angle, it has a very close likeness to Nissan's Micra / March the rebadged IMPUL 112

Same here

The rear end however bears an uncanny resemblance to the MINI Cooper S.

If the interior is as good as the artist's rendition, then it should be good.

If the rims that come with it were chrome or polished silver instead of black, it'd look much better.

Another thing I found out while jumping around automobile cyberspace is that the new Mitsubishi Lancer Evo X is missing a reverse gear. Through an unusual combination of first and third gears with an idler gear on a separate shaft, the transmission is able to reverse motion without the need for a full reverse gear. This, apparently, is to save weight. Interesting huh? Can't wait to find out how that works. But one thing I don't get about Mitsubishi's Lancer GT 2.0 and the Evo X is this:
Notice the resemblance between the Evo X and the Lancer GT's backside? Only difference is the bigger spoiler and the more hiong looking rear bumper with the twin tailpipes *drool* on the Evo X

Same case here. Only difference is the more hiong looking front bumper. And if my eye isn't playing tricks, the Evo's hood is also more garang. And the rims as well.

The big difference between the two lies underneath the hood which I won't touch on or I'll bore everyone to death. In some photo releases of the Evo X, the signature bright red brake calipers by brembo can clearly be seen.

If you ask me, I'd get the Lancer GT and then fiddle with its looks. After all, 'brembo' brake calipers are going for RM25 a pair. *snicker*

Only problem is, the waiting list for the Lancer GT is one year.

What do you do then? Get the Lancer GLS. Ready stock. Then you can go and modify its looks yourself. Hahaha.

What Isn't Good?

2008-02-20T18:33:00.003+08:00

This is. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. By itself it's ok la but pales in comparison to the other movies I've watched this past week. Like what Aku commented in my cbox, the movie's NOTHING compared to the book. And I agree with that. The good thing about the movie is that certain scenes depicted were quite good. Or maybe it's because while reading the book, my imagination had a high tendency to go take a leak every once in a while so most of the time I found myself just reading the book for the sake of reading it. The book didn't keep me hanging on to it. Neither did the movie. Anyway, I recommend those of you who've read the book and while reading the book had the imaginative power of a satsuma, like me, to watch the movie if you haven't already just to see how certain scenes look like. To those of you who think you'd understand the whole book by watching the movie, forget it. To those who've already seen the movie, I doubt you'd wanna see it again.

What else isn't good?
The fact that I might be out of Seaport Division very much faster than I contemplated. I refuse to comment further until everything settles.

What else isn't good?
The fact that I chose the wrong time to start feeling feverish.
*Correction: feverish and a bad flu

What else isn't good?
The fact that I still don't have a proper timetable.

I'm being quite a pessimist ain't I?
Must be Marvin the Paranoid Android's influence.

There's one thing however.

Juno. Might be a good watch.

It all started with a chair... and ended with a chair

OMGWTFBBQ

2008-02-19T10:08:00.003+08:00

Bloody dumb Allocate+ only put me up for two tutorials. So I'm missing four lectures and another two tutorials. And the two tutorials given to me are on Thursday and Friday mornings. This is not good.

Will check later if they fix this shyte. Bloody cows.

Edit

Apparently, the reason why I'm placed in only two tutorials is because there aren't enough time slots due to high student enrolment. That is one helluva lame excuse. Unit enrolment ended sometime in November '07. In December the admin should have known the number of students that are enrolled in one unit. If there had been too many, they should have informed the unit coordinators about it so that more teaching time slots are opened up. But no... those jokers didn't do anything by the looks of it. Unlucky souls like me are now stuck with no classes to go to. The course management office says that more time slots would be opened by the end of this week and us sorry souls would be chucked into the new time slots at random. That's so bloody unfair. Why ask for our preference in the first place when there isn't gonna be enough space for all of us?

I don't give a rat's ass. I'll just take whatever random shyte they've got and I'll barge in to whichever class that suits my time. Won't be the first time I do such a thing anyway.

Free Your Mind

2008-02-18T21:43:00.002+08:00

After watching Edward Scissorhands last night I went browsing and I came upon this. Something I find more thought provoking than the emotionally touching Edward Scissorhands.

It's some sort of two hour long documentary titled Zeitgeist which highlights certain key issues the world has been dealing with these past few years such as religion, the war on terror and other conspiracies. The creators of this documentary have obviously done their fare share of research before coming up with such a piece. The end result is a documentary (I call it a documentary coz I can't think of anything more suitable) in which its theories are argued quite thoroughly backed up by plausible evidence.

The documentary is split into three parts. I did say earlier that the theories are well argued but I do not agree nor disagree with the theories. I simply find them well reasoned and quite interesting. Interesting, not for the sake of debating over who's right and wrong. More for the sake of knowledge. My own knowledge.

Now part one deals with religion. From what I saw and heard, I believe the main idea to part one is that the divine figures in the major religions / cultures of the world are no more than the astrological constellations anthropomorphized, or personified by man as figures, animals, beings more credible than stars to man at that time. The creators start off with Horus, Sun God of Egypt whose tale, the creators theorize as a personification of the sun's movement in the sky.

Horus' life, apparently:

born on December 25th of the virgin Isis-Meri
birth was accompanied by a star in the east, which in turn, three kings followed to locate and adorn the new-born savior
age 12: a child teacher, age 30: baptized by a figure called Anup and thus began his ministry
had 12 Disciples that travelled with him performing miracles like healing and water walking.
known by many gestural names such as The Truth, The Light, God's Annointed Son, The Good Shepherd, The Lamb of God etc
crucified after being betrayed by Typhon and then buried for 3 days only to be resurrected.

The creators go on to list various religious / cultural figures of the world whose tale share roughly the same attributes as Horus'.

They then go on to explain that these attributes mimic the sun's movement. This is where it gets really interesting. I won't say what the creators' astrological reasoning is as it would be insensitive of me towards the narrow minded. Even though I don't think highly of such people but y'know what it's like. If you really want to know how the creators reasoned it out, just go ahead and watch the documentary though I must ask you to keep a very very open mind as the creators are quite blunt in their narrative.

Part two deals with the 9/11 incident and how the creators feel that the whole thing was a government-planned conspiracy to plant the seed of fear into the people in order to garner support that would allow them to further their international agenda, whatever it may be. Personally, I feel that part two is on a more important issue than part one seeing that countless innocents died because of some crackpot genius' plan to power. In part two, the creators provide stronger and more plausible arguments to support their theory that the terrorist wasn't Osama bin Laden. It was the government. Their arguments fitted the whole scenario better than a jigsaw. But that one piece of evidence that really struck me was the clean diagonal cuts on the steel pillars in the WTC's architectural framework. Architectural, building demolition and engineering experts and physics professors were consulted and all stated that it's impossible than an airliner could bring down Towers 1 and 2 and thus concluded that Towers 1 and 2's collapse was because of building demolition explosives.

Now that's a scary thought.

Part three deals with groups of people whose selfishness and motive to personal profit caused the Great Depression during the 1920s to 30s. Here, the creators also theorize that the three major wars of the world i.e. WWI, WWII and the Vietnam War were caused by self-centred individuals who would profit from the war since they all had links to companies that supplied arms. Now that's just sick. The best part about part three is the interview with two former IRS (Internal Revenue Service) agents. Apparently, there is no law in the US that states that one MUST pay income tax. Interesting.

I wonder if there's such a thing in good ol'Malaysia. Hehehe.

Why do I have the Zeitgeist link on my sidebar even though I claim that I'm on the fence when it comes to their (the creators) theories? Simply because of my support towards knowledge. Everyone has the right to information. Religious fanatics might find it blasphemous, government officials might find it scandalous but in the end, it's entirely up to an individual whether they choose to believe what they have seen and heard.Hushing it up will arouse suspicions. Suspicion breeds hate and I think we've pretty much had enough of hate in the world.

To make the world a much happier place maybe we should all keep an open mind towards everything.

Or follow Morgan Freeman's God's 11th Commandment:

Thou Shalt Do the Dance

*Yes, I watched Evan Almighty this morning. Super funny. Will probably watch Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy tomorrow.

face palm

2008-02-17T19:00:00.002+08:00

No no no, I won't be doing another movie review today coz for one I haven't had the time to watch any movies though I've got another few which I've yet to watch. I've also been spending lots and lots of time going through the entire first season of Heroes.

Not exactly something you'd expect me to do. Heck, it's not even something I expected myself to do seeing that I usually don't follow the crowd's taste when it comes to mass media elements. If I wasn't so bored maybe I wouldn't have started but now that I have, I'm pretty much hooked to it.

We are not the pinnacle of so-called evolution. That honor belongs to the lowly cockroach. Capable of living for months without food. Remaining alive headless for weeks at a time. Resistant to radiation. If God has indeed created Himself in His own image, then I submit to you that God is a cockroach.
-Mohinder Suresh-

Well said. However, I personally don't intend to go on a religion-fueled debate so let's just leave it at that.

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Man U more or less drubbed Arsenal in yesterday's FA Cup Fifth Round match. I admit, I never expected them to win. A draw at best. Home ground advantage? Probably. Sir Fergie's came up with a winning strategy against the Gunners? Possible. Most of the Arsenal first team weren't playing. Very likely. I'm a Man U fan true and true but their recent form has led me to believe that skill wasn't the winning factor in last night's game.

Well, let's just hope that this big win won't be the last big win of the season.

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After a very long wait, State has given the green light for us to go ahead with the new uniform changes so I guess I'll be getting my epaulette-styled chevrons and beret pretty soon. It's funny actually seeing that many other states gave their members the go-ahead a month or two after last year's National Conference. I very much welcome the change but I've grown fond of the really big badge on my right sleeve. I've never liked the forage cap since it's like wearing a friggin' songkok which drops off easily. The beret is a much nicer option. Only problem is, I can't keep the beret in trouser pocket unless I roll it up like a popiah.

Ah yes. After a nine month wait, I finally got my Advance First Aid cert. I totally forgot about the whole thing a month after the exam. The person responsible for issuing certs really surprises me when least expected.

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Classes resume in a weeks time.

Yay!

And I've yet to receive my timetable.

Damn.

Hopes of getting a timetable similar to last semester's is totally out of the question seeing that those geniuses have already forced me into midday double lectures on Monday and Wednesday. That's four hours in the sleep inducing theatre. Or auditorium wherever the heck it'll be. With various tutorials orbiting the double lectures I believe that this semester's gonna be one helluva ride.

Anyone I catch taking only three units and complaining that they don't have time to blah blah blah is gonna get a swift kick in the arse.

Consolation is that it can only get harder.

Wait, that's not a consolation.

Oh Goodie

2008-02-16T19:46:00.004+08:00

It'd be a ruddy waste of time if I made a review of a movie I've watched countless times so as always I'm gonna say watch it if you can though I must say that a shallow understanding of Mandarin is essential or you'll find yourself lost within the first half hour since the movie can get quite philosophical. You must pardon the outrageous kungfu choreography though. After all, it's by Zhang Yimou.

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On a different note, I've decided on the phone I'm gonna splurge this year's ang pow collection on. After being assured by my trusty hand phone dealer, I've officially told myself to throw the v3i out the window seeing that it's crap. Instead, I'm gonna get a SE k55oi which I, after fiddling with it last night, think is a much better deal than a v3i. The phone would set me back about em kau sui or so. Probably more but I ain't complaining considering what the phone has got to offer.
Don't ask me why but I prefer this ruby / maroon colour instead of the black or white.

Looks like my plans to hold Devil's pot of tea, hold ball sacks, fall on my knee and sing at a bee before calling Sam a fine green shit needs to be put on hold. Hehehe. (thanks to Yoong for 'inspiration')

Headless Conspiracy

2008-02-15T16:52:00.003+08:00

Oh yes, Valentine's Day is a day for sharing all that's lovey dovey with your dearest ones so what better way to do so than to watch a movie that runs along the lines of fatal attraction. Sleepy Hollow baby. Gets no better than that. Set in the the final year of the 18th century, the movie sees Constable Ichabod Crane, played by Johnny Depp (Again. He's damn good sial) sent to the old sleepy town of Sleepy Hollow to solve a series of (seemingly) random murders whose victims had their heads lopped off and carried away into the night. Damn fun right? There goes Crane and his sciency forensic investigations to determine who the raving lunatic is. Of course with Johnny Depp as our hero and Tim Burton as the director, the movie is definitely a damn good watch. But credit must also be given the SFX guys. Being a 1999 film production, I must say that the effects used are way ahead of their time. The decapitated heads are just so real. And pretty bloody too.

Besides Depp being the gaya one in the movie, our head antagonist, the Headless Horseman is also very gaya himself. While he's headless and on his horse at least. When he's walking he reminds me of the 1910 movie depiction of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein monster. During the brief moments of flashback when he hadn't yet lost his head; let's just say that ol' Frankie's looks equally matches his. ;)

The best part about movie is the twist it has in the end. I've a feeling that Tim Burton actually likes doing it. He did so in Sweeney Todd. I can't remember if he did it in Edward Scissorhands so I think I'll try and watch it again and I don't think he did in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory or Roald Dahl would have risen from the grave and lopped his head off.

Contrary to what a lot of people thought, Sleepy Hollow is not at all a scary movie. You want a scary movie, see Scary Movie. Now that's scary... Despite all the decapitations and headless ~~chickens~~ bodies, the movie still has a certain comical feel to it if you know how to catch it. Or maybe because it's just Johnny Depp. I don't know.

Again, like the 3 different movies I've watched before Sleepy Hollow (yes three actually. Sweeney Todd, Rambo IV and the Tai Chi Master [for the umpteenth time]) those of you who have yet to watch Sleepy Hollow should go ahead and watch.

Funny ain't it seeing that Sleepy Hollow came out almost a decade ago and I only just decided to catch it. I believe it's because I was eleven then and a big chicken towards horrifying movies. Wait a minute, I still am.

Damn.

P.S.> I wanted to get 300 The Movie but somehow ended up with The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy instead. But before I watch that, I'm gonna watch Hero first. With accurate English subtitles man!! Fuyoh!

2008-02-14T14:36:00.002+08:00

HAPPY COMMERCIALLY-DRIVEN, MASS-MARKETING BRIBED, DISNEY-LOVEY-DOVEY INFLUENCED VALENTINE'S DAY!!

*Should have taken a picture of those pitiful 20-ish guys waiting sheepishly for their flowers in the cheap-old-ah poh-manned florist near the Seapark morning market. Hehehe. I'm a mean one ain't I?

The Shoeless should Think of the Footless

2008-02-13T19:11:00.006+08:00

Ok so I've been pretty much going on a movie marathon these past few days. Second movie in two days. Rambo IV.

The fourth installment to the Rambo series sees our hero John Rambo played by Sylvester Stallone rescuing this bunch of hullabaloos from a missionary who thought they were so damn smart and wanted to perform noble deeds for poor villagers in the Burmese jungles while a genocide was going on under the command of a moustacho-RayBan wearing-cigar smoking bad ass general whom I strongly believe to be a hardcore homosexual judging by one of the scenes in the movie. The plot as I've already outlined above is quite direct. The audio and visuals are spectacular. Actually, more like spectacularly gory. I don't need to stop myself from dishing out any spoilers since there aren't any. It's just shoot shoot shoot. Limbs fly everywhere. Pretty much like Shoot 'em Up minus the comical undertones.

After watching the movie, I feel ashamed of my own physique. Seriously damn pai seh. Look at ol' Stone Face. He's turning 62 this year and I believe he still can easily qualify for Mr Olympia. You don't need to see him topless to know that underneath his shirt he's got muscles which can rip your head off with a single yank if you piss him off.

Overall, the movie is a good deal. Go catch it if you haven't already. If you have, go catch it again. Though only about 90 minutes long (aiya you can't expect a 60 year old to keep tossing and tumbling in a tropical rainforest for 2 hours right?) the movie proves that Stallone still has what it takes to dish out a real beating. I should go watch Rocky Balboa next.

P.S> If the movie depiction is true to its full destructive power, you seriously don't wanna catch your foot in this baby.

The Claymore: Imagine 700 steel balls flying towards you at a velocity of 1,200 m/s. It's hard to escape I tell you. Even harder to keep track of where your limbs flew to. The inventor is one helluva wicked bugger.

P.P.S> Heck even if the movie's depiction ain't true, you still don't wanna catch your foot in it.

2008-02-12T21:26:00.000+08:00

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Crap. I can't seem to get Alicia Keys' No One out of my head. It's pretty good. Come to think of it, all her publicly released singles were very good but none really mentally stayed put. No One, however has been looping in my head since this afternoon. And Alicia Keys' performance during the Grammys was superb especially towards the end when John Mayer made an appearance. I wonder why so many people hate this song.

Why is the song stuck in my head, I haven't got a clue. It definitely ain't the lyrics since I'm not in the lovey-dovey mood right now. It probably has subliminal messages embedded within the tunes. Who knows?
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Oh You're Very Good

2008-02-12T11:50:00.000+08:00

Watched Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street yesterday and I must say it's a damn good movie. The movie, based on the musical of the same name is about a barber, Sweeney Todd, played by Johnny Depp, who is hell bent on exacting vengeance on Judge Turpin, played by Alan Rickman because Turpin abducted / kidnapped / raped Todd's wife many years ago or something like that. Along the way Todd murders a whole bunch of unsuspecting people and I think I'll stop here or I'd spoil the story.

Sweeney Todd has actually drawn quite a number of unfavourable reviews from Malaysian cinema-goers because with such a dark title, I've a feeling they expected something like Saw. And as usual, the dimwitted audience whose understanding of English is very limited fail to understand the underlying messages of the sing-song conversations that Tim Burton expertly assimilated into the film.

So all you people who understands English as much as or perhaps even more than I do, please go catch this movie. To those of you who've already watched it, don't understand it and yet says the movie is crap, please go soak your heads and learn more English.

Tong Tong Tong Chiang

2008-02-11T11:01:00.000+08:00

Just got back yesterday from ah ma's in Taiping after an eight year absence during CNYs. Truth be told, we should have gone back there more often. Not only is the food there much better (barring the yee sang) but the number of ang pow received is also significantly more. Of course this year was definitely better since one big jing-gang of distant uncles / aunties / cousins from Parit Buntar came a-calling on Saturday. Had we stayed for another few days, the amount collected would be double. Curse the government for abolishing all holidays during the festive seasons. Bloody cows.

On a different note, Karmen invited all us old Permatians to her place like she always does every year. It doesn't really bother me that I don't see them as often as I used to. As long as they're all well and healthy then it's all good. Oh, Nick and Karmen are both coming to Monash. Funky. Nick's going to med school while Karmen's coming to biz school. Sure is nice to have more familiar faces around, not that I don't know anyone there.

I actually have a few things running in my head on what to get for myself with the extra dough.

A new mobile phone perhaps since the one I'm using now i.e. the Nokia 3120 is starting to give up on me breaking up the line when I'm talking. Nothing more than RM500 definitely or I'd be dry before classes resume. And that is NOT good.

A PS2 maybe since there's actually a gadzillion games on the PS2 which are actually quite incredible like the DMC and GoW series not to mention the PS2 is getting cheaper and cheaper.

Maybe and iPod Touch since it looks cool. Or maybe the new nano since it also looks cool. No wait, I've got no use for those. My (old) nano still serves me well.

Or maybe I should just chuck the cash into the bank. Yeah, think I'll do just that.

If only I received half of what ah ma got in ang pow collections.

Damn damn damn.

When All Else Fails

2008-02-07T23:13:00.000+08:00

Bahagian A

1. Agama Islam memberikan banyak pengaruh terhadap masyarakat Melayu tradisional pada abad ke-19. Pada abad tersebut masyarakat Melayu hidup dalam kegelapan. Kebanyakan masyarakat mengamalkan judi, riba dan melakukan banyak kesalahan seperti mencuri merogol dan sebagainya. Kaum wanita pula dipandang hina dan mereka tidak dapat mewarisi kebijaksanaan moyang mereka. (Ok, partially correct here. It's not the Melayu's lifestyle but the Arabs' prior to Islam)

Setelah agama Islam dipupuk. Pengaut agama Islam mengenal sistem tenaga nasional. Iaitu sebuah penjana kuasa elektrik yang memberikan masyarakat Melayu lampu. Dengan adanya cahaya dari lampu, masyarakat Melayu tidak akan hidup dalam kegelapan. Perlakuan seperti zina, riba, judi dan sebagainya tidak dilakukan lagi kerana mereka malu adanya tiang lampu di merata-rata yang menyuluh tingkah laku mereka.
"In English, they are too shy to do tat stuff in the light. Scared people see ma. Stupid".
(Sistem tenaga nasional. Hahaha. Malu adanya tiang lampu. Double hahaha)

Mereka akhirnya dapat belajar kerana mempunyai lampu meja dan ini menjadikan mereka bijak. mula-mula mereka mengambil UPSR kemudian PMR, SPM dan Akhirnya STPM. Banyak telah pergi ke Universiti Cahaya Langit kerana di sana terdapat lampu untuk pelajaran mereka. (Wakakaka. And no, there's no such thing as Universiti Cahaya Langit)

Perempuan tidak lagi dipandang hina kerana setelah ada cahaya, "Men felt shy because their body part are diffrent". 1 bolt 1 nat. really tiu lo. (I don't know how that fits in)
Adanya elektrik, mereka tengok filem cerita pokemon dan digimon. (What the...)

Akhirnya mereka berjaya membina balik empangan yg. roboh itu dengan jentera yang berkuasa tinggi. (Dams in the 19th century huh?)

Bahagian B
7. Pada masa kegemilangan China dan Jepun, penduduk mereka mengamalkan kepentingan fahaman Confucius di China dan agama Shinto di Jepun. (Quite right)

Agama Confucius ini memang "confusing" entah bila masa mahu makan dan entah bila mahu bertapa. Let me explain k!? Sebelum adanya ajaran confucius, dunia di China adalah huru-hara. Kerana raja Syaitan dunia akan dilahirkan dan memusnahkan dunia. Dengan itu, Dewa mengarahkan Sanzo untuk mendapatkan kitab suci Confucius untuk mengalahkan raja Syaitan. Tetapi perjalanannya susah sehingga banyak awek iblis yg. cantik menggodanya. Dia terpaksa mencari pengikut untuk membantunya. Iaitu seekor Monyet, Babi, Kuala dan Hantu Air. Selepas mendapatkan kitab suci, Raja Syaitan dikalahkan. Dan semua orang memahami ajaran Confucius walaupun sangat "confusing" Kalau tidak Raja Syaitan akan muncul semula. (Confusing!! LOL. The "Sanzo" story is a poor parody of the Buddhist legend The Journey to the West)

Ajaran Shinto pula datang dari Tom Cruise. Dia ini seorang askar, generallah dunno wat pangkatlah 4get liau. Dia mahu kill all the stupid Japanese because they samurai all so lazy steal stuff. Tetapi kena tangkap dan diberi fahaman samurai. Selepas dilepaskan, dia tak mau balik pula kerana ada awek cantik ma. Lepas itu dia pun feng kuat chai lo. His people went to kill him pun tak jadi. Ini telah tersebarnya Shinto. (Last Samurai. Period)

Secara kesimpulan, Shinto dan Confucius dilahirkan kerana awek cantik yang terlalu menggatal(??)

Di sini saya sertakan satu pantun.

Berjalan-jalan di tepi muara
Hendak mencuri anak dara
Kalau nak cari anak dara
Di tepi muaralah.
(so if you wanna kidnap anak dara / virgins, go search at river mouths hahaha)

I believe these questions came from the current Form 4/5 Sejarah syllabus.
When all else fails in your Sejarah exams, don't hesitate to be creative.

But then your marks really tiu lo. Ho ho ho.

*This piece was not written by me (Heavens no!). The original was by some genius from a secondary school in Melaka. I just typed everything out for greater clarity. I have not changed anything from the original, not even the punctuation marks and the odd spelling. The original can be found here. In the original you'll see that this hero actually got marks here and there. Also, the person marking the paper apparently gave up all hope to check our hero's answers, opting instead to check his spelling and his vocab.
*The sole intention of this post was to show the hilarity of our hero's creativity and NOT to poke fun at Malays, Islam, Confucianism and Shinto practitioners.

GONG XI FA CAI!!

2008-02-07T03:03:00.000+08:00

KONG HEI FATT CHOI!!

KIONG HEE HUAT CHAI!!

MAN SEE SENG YEE!!

LOONG MAH ZHENG SAN!!

MENG WAH FOO KWAI!!

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Anyone know where I can get Jacky Cheung's Perhaps Love OST? Doesn't matter if it's in hard or soft copy

CNY Preps 101 Pt. 2

2008-02-05T21:16:00.000+08:00

Chinese New Year checklist/ stuff already done:

1. Put up CNY ornaments and decor. Must be red balu ada ONG mah!!
A must do. If not, what's the point in celebrating?

2. Order and collect ~~ah gua~~ ba gua
Not a novelty anymore though since it's easily available all year round. Applies to both the ah gua (transvestite) and ba gua.

3. Stock up on the cookies.

Yummy...

4. Buy some more cookies because yours truly has already consumed quite a bit (hehe)

5. Buy pomelo ~~bra~~

6. Buy pistachio nuts
Bloody cow. Damn expensive sial. Mum only bought a bit for symbolic reasons. Hoi sum ko. Means "happy fruit". Suppose to make you feel happy when you eat. Happier for the retailer more like. And don't even get me started on cashew nuts.

7. Chinese lettuce. Also for symbolic reasons.
Pao Choy. Direct translation would be "wrapping vegetable" or "vegetable that wraps". Cantonese marketing gimmick: They change the pronunciation of "choy" into the same as "choi" which is Cantonese for fortune. Thus, pao choy would mean "wrapping (your) fortune". Ya, ya, ya and keep it in the fridge huh?

8. Buy ci koo / si koo / nga koo / ~~koo koo~~ / whatever koo
Chiak nga koo, gau seh koo koo. Courtesy of gramps. It's apparently a symbol of fertility for the male reproductive system. Supposedly enables one to be straight as an arrow if you know what I mean. Hence its English name arrowhead / arrowroot.

9. Oi, CNY la. What fertility you want?
To heck with fertility la. Take and fry also better. Mr. Potato = owned.

10. Buy some more ci koo / si koo / nga koo / ~~koo koo~~ / whatever koo and fry since yours truly again ate most of it up.

11. Lokam. Synonymous with CNY.
Gold!! Gold!! RM 92.77 per gram!! Shyte. Not that gold. Nevertheless, still very good.

12. Kum kat / kumquat tree. Must be seen sprawling all over your house. Another Cantonese marketing gimmick. Kum = gold. Similiar to the lokam above. The more the merrier.
Ok, not to that extent la of course.

13. The Chinese and their drinks
Drink drink drink and get drunk drunk drunk. Just don't drink and drive. But I doubt one can get drunk from shandy. Then again, better not try.

14. Groundnuts.
Just don't ask me why.

15. Yee Sang / Chinese Salad. Best feature of CNY.
Best served with a drizzle of lime juice, jellyfish and salmon. *drool*

Stuff yet to be completed:
1. Buy siew yok /roast pork
Mine!! All mine!!!

2. Buy char siew / barbecued pork
Hands off my grub

3. Cook chai choy / random mix of vegetable-like organisms
Enchantingly messy and nasty stuff. Ergh.

4. Cook for reunion dinner

For years and years, reunion dinners have seen womenfolk slaving over the stove for hours on end to prepare dishes like this.

Peking Duck bay-beh!! Crispy on the outside. Soft and tender on the inside

As modernization occurs, more and more families are placing bookings in Chinese restaurants to hold their reunion dinners, saving them an awful lot of time in cooking and cleaning.

Like the Tai Thong Restaurants whose chefs whip up some grand menu every year. Note: this is not an ad for the Tai Thong Group of Restaurants.

But concoctions like these might cause restaurants to make a run for their money

Damn keng leh? With sauce summore. Kau lat.

Exams Schmexams

2008-02-03T19:09:00.000+08:00

86/120 CPR-Choking exam takers left

55 rowdy, agitated and ruthless parents.

5 NCOs.

1 Trainer.

1 hour.

It's pure hell I tell you.

Million thanks to Yong Wei, Ei Leen, CLs Yvonne and Jitve, Sgt. Edward and other senior members who helped.

I Can Swim in Here

2008-02-01T17:18:00.000+08:00

As I said yesterday, the Toyota Camry is very very big. Dad had to park it less than a foot away from his old Merc just so he could close the gates. Not only is the Camry big, it's very comfy. So comfy I almost fell asleep in the backseat last night.

I wouldn't be surprised if Dumbo could fit in there.

I really love the way Toyota built the dash. Much more exec like than the Accord.

Cubby holes galore!!

Eh? What? Smuggle how many Thais you say?

Glare-reducing rear view mirrors. No more cursing and swearing at those cheap ahbengkia Jeenon lights from Taiwan.

For people who love the car too much. Not recommended when vehicle is moving.

Boss, minum apa boss? The black square in the middle leads to the trunk. Supplies oxygen to your smuggled Thais.

I've yet to figure out why the centre console box can slide back and forth. Funky nevertheless.

But like all cars I've rested my firm butt in, the speedometer happens to be the thing which catches my eye the most. The Camry's speedometer definitely caught my eye. Come to think of it, it's nigh impossible for it NOT to catch your eye since at night, it's brighter than my torchlight.

Looks very Star Trek-ish. Thank God the brightness can be adjusted. You can also change the colours of the dials to blue and red I think though I doubt Dad will try it. Mum says she'd feel like a jet-fighter pilot.

You can't get anymore jet-fighter-pilot-ish than this though:

My favourite as usual hehehe...

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I was bored so I got myself all four Nan Quan Mama albums; Nan Quan Mama's Summer, Meal No. 2, Colour Palette and Treasure Map. Jay Chou's influence is so thick in the first three albums, you can't through it with a knife. He named them after all so I guess that's a good enough reason. Treasure Map sees a sharp reduction on Jay Chou's influence. More original. I can't really say much about their songs now but I guess I'll start liking them after listening to them for a few times like all the other Mandarin songs I have.

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Am gonna be examining DU & DJ Division's first aid exam tomorrow. Moreover, I'm gonna be sitting for the exam myself. What the heck did I get myself into?

2008-01-31T23:08:00.000+08:00

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I just got a copy of Jay Chou's Partners album which features songs by various artists which includes Coco Lee, Valen Hsu and Landy Wen among others. Of course there's always Jay Chou himself. All the songs were jointly penned by Jay Chou and Vincent Fang.

Currently, I'm listening to Dian Deng Pao II by Kang Kan. Very very funky mix of Mandarin and Taiwanese Hokkien. All the songs prior to this were all pretty funky in their own way.

Trust Jay Chou and Vincent Fang to come up with songs like these.
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gag gasp cough wheeze Part 2

2008-01-31T22:28:00.000+08:00

On Tuesday, wingie-wing.blogspot.com brought you the new hit movie Choke in conjunction with this weekend's first aid exams. Today, wingie-wing.blogspot.com is pleased to present you with a brand spanking new movie:

Personally, I find the 'sequel' poster freakier than the first. Ok, a bit wu liao but I was dead bored.

Important:
*No living beings were harmed during production.
*Some names used are purely fictitious. Some aren't. If you feel offended, clearly you lack a sense of humour.
*Again, feel free to comment on my PS skills. I think I did a much better job than I did for the first poster. This one looks more movie-poster-like. What do you think?
*As you guys would have already known, Charlie and Anne are both dummies used by SJAM for first aid training purposes. And no, as the previous poster already showed, Charlie does NOT have an eye and the real Anne dummy's eyes are shut. FYI, I was inspired by the Bride of Chucky movie poster for this piece.
*This poster is purely fictitious and was made solely for a good laugh. It does NOT represent or purport to represent SJAM's interests and opinions regardless of which level, in any way whatsoever, whether physically, mentally, emotionally; or through any expressed and/or implied manner.

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On a different note, after a 9 month long wait, Dad's Toyota Camry finally came. Though not privately owned (it's a company car), I can safely say that the car itself is worth every cent paid. But if you ask me to summarize the car in one word, it'd be voluminous.

Personal thoughts and opinions coming soon.

Tell Me I'm a Hot Hot Mummy

2008-01-30T11:43:00.001+08:00

I'm pretty sure many of y'all have seen this poster / ad / screenie while surfing the Internet, in magazines or nuffnang ads already but nevertheless, here it is again.

Malaysian Dreamgirl. It's another modeling show like many others before it (read: America's Next Top Model) but the great thing about it is that it streams live online. This is great news for sorry sods like me since we won't need to get special channel subscriptions (*cough* StarWorld! *cough*) just to see how ~~dreamy~~ beautiful the contestants are.

Check out the trailer below

To be able to spend so many weeks with such beautiful ladies, who wouldn't grab the chance? Even if it wasn't for the ladies, the prizes are spectacular.

Come for the ladies. Stay for the prizes. =P

So what the bloody hell are you waiting for? Go for the online audition registration la.

There are three judges for this reality model search.

Judge 1: Elaine Daly
Fair enough. Former Miss Malaysia / Universe. Model judging by a still actively modeling model. Should be good.

Judge 2: Lim Jimmy
Apparently a very experienced fashion stylist. To judge the contestant's beauty and fashion. All's well there.

But Judge 3: Kenny Sia?!?!
Yep. Kenny Sia of kennysia.com fame. Fashion? Beauty? Him? Don't ask me.

As the Malaysian Dreamgirl website states, Kenny's there representing the thoughts of regular Malaysians. He personally cites that he has lots of experience judging beauties.

Yep, you can say that again Kenny.

Of course who can forget the uberly cool and hot host Sazzy Falak

As a patriotic Malaysian citizen, I choose to defend my fundamental liberties as meted out in our Federal Constitution. Firstly, Part II - Fundamental Liberties, Article 8 Clause 2 states that except as expressly authorized by this Constitution, there shall be no discrimination against citizens on the ground only of religion, race, descent or place of birth in any law relating to... the establishing or carrying on of any... employment. Then, Article 10 Clause 1a states every citizen has the right to freedom of speech and expression.

Therefore, there's no reason I can't be a Malaysian Dreamgirl right?

Let's see how Capxion Media tries to stop me! I've got my Constitutional Rights!!

10 weeks with the best looking ladies Malaysia has to offer. Screw my classes. I've got paradise to attend =P

Ladies and gents, it's time to herald a new dawn in the Malaysian modeling scene!!

*So long as I'm still in the game, I predict that Elaine Daly's gonna fall off her chair; Lim Jimmy's gonna be scornful for 10 weeks; Kenny Sia's gonna be disappointed for the rest of his life and Sazzy Falak will be at a lost for words during every episode.

gag gasp cough wheeze

2008-01-29T21:53:00.000+08:00

In conjunction with SJAM KSTU's full scale determination to finish off all annual Essentials of First Aid and Basic First Aid exam and reexaminations this weekend, wingie-wing.blogspot.com is proud to present you with a new movie:

Click to view a very much larger image

Tentative release date: Feb 2 / Feb 3 / March 1. Or maybe all three.
In SJAM - KSTU Divisions near you!

Look out for the sequel. =P

Important:
*No living beings were harmed during production.
*Some names used are purely fictitious. Some aren't. If you feel offended, clearly you lack a sense of humour.
*Feel free to comment on my PS skills. This isn't the best piece of work I've done. It's quite a rough piece, strong evidence to how much I've slacked.
*FYI, that's how Charlie looks like. Minus the bad complexion, scars, sutures and blood stains. He's actually a dummy used by SJAM for first aid training purposes (choking patients). So is Anne (patients with cardiac arrest) What didja think? =)
*This poster is purely fictitious and was made solely for a good laugh. It does NOT represent or purport to represent SJAM's interests and opinions regardless of which level, in any way whatsoever, whether physically, mentally, emotionally; or through any expressed and/or implied manner.

CNY Preps 101

2008-01-28T22:54:00.001+08:00

Pomelos! Pomelos everywhere! Very very significant item during CNY. Once mum starts buying them you (I in this case) know CNY is very very close. (Ya ya, I know it's next week). Why is this big green thingy so important? Beats me actually. Probably something to do with it's Cantonese name lok yau. What mum does is decorate this green mamma-jamma in red and put it up as an offering and towards the end of CNY, takes it down, rips it apart and consumes it. The flesh that is. Then she has the skin shredded and sun-baked. Reasons unknown.

Some people on the other hand think they're very clever:

I used to do that when I was a kid. I still do. But I used to too.

Some people are not only clever but very creative and innovative as well.

Buy my pomelos sir? Very big and round. Buy 2 free 1. Very special for you sir.

She guaranteed fatt dai choy.