Twilight of Past, Dawn of the Future

Ah, we’ve come to the end of another glorious year. Alright, glorious seems like a wrong word but alas, this year has had its fair share of joy and sorrow. I don’t know about you guys but I found that 19 was a really odd age. It seriously is the final year of being a teenager and the year before you realize you’ve been mucking about on this planet for 2 friggin’ decades! For some or most of you that are reading this junk, you probably had wrapped up your first year of university already. I wouldn’t go as far as to say to give yourself a pat on the back but hey, we made it!

Squinting Down That Dark Lane

Freakin’ shit it’s been one hell of year for me. I wouldn’t say I have achieved a LOT in positive aspects but I sure as hell had achieved (kinda the wrong word) a lot in negative aspects. I doubt I need to elaborate on this, now, do I? I noticed this year especially that a lot of people that I’ve come across and had befriended over the past say… 5 years have started to drift away. This certain friend of mine, started joining all these uh, funny “business” groups and started to yank people in to join him and sell stuff. Yeah, that kind of shit. Amway or AmCorp or whatever the heck it is. Damn… You guys ever came across these people? Whatever things that were told to get this people to join and sell their stuff, they were probably told to annoy the shit right outta yer system and stuff it back in nice and slow. Graphic, yeah, but I bet you’d feel the same way when someone close tries to pull that on you.

*ahem*

Other than that, it’s been roughly 8 months since the passing of Chee King. Weird how time creeps up on you, doesn’t it? One moment you’re there at the crash site. Next thing you know you’re in class, 6 months later. Well, other than that, I would say that I really thoroughly enjoyed myself this year. May pale in comparison with these other things but sometimes, you will be grateful for these little things in life. Trust me.

Staring into the Sunrise

I’m half expecting a rough year ahead in VU ‘cause it is, after all, the 2nd year. The stakes will be raised again and more work will be needed. It’ll also be the 1st year and probably the only year where I’m living away from home with my brother. Everyone else has moved out into separate apartments in the 7th floor but hopefully it’ll be the same as it always has been, having fun into the wee hours of the night and talking crap. Moments that I feel sorry for those who have to live with their family while attending university.

MUAHAHAHHA

*ahem*

Sorry.

Anyways, I guess that’s all from the top of my head. Have a Happy New Year and here’s to those who made resolutions and are trying like wounded dogs to fulfill them. *grin*

Cheers.

Peace out y’all.

Season’s Greetings

Clichéd title but hey, who’s trying? Damn, it’s been so long since I’ve actually blogged because I’ve rather preoccupied with the PS2 and a dash of DoTA here and there. Yeah, some of you might have heard that I’ve “retired” from it but I’m just playing for fun on my own house LAN, not with those glory crazy Blueserver players. I wonder if they ever heard of gaming-related deaths. It should open up their eyes a bit.

=P

Heh heh heh… Anyways, I managed to pass my ADM supplementary exam! Finally I can wake up every morning without having to worry… Wait, come to think of it, I’ve never worried much about it but ANYWAYS, the point is that I passed!

Time Spent

Damn… I’ve wasted so many hours in a day just sitting in front of the PS2 just playing and playing and playing Yu-Gi-Oh GX Tag Force Evolution and the GoW series. I doubt I’ll need to upgrade my computers to play new PC games now that I am so freakin’ preoccupied with these games. Damn. I doubt there’ll be much (or any) new games for the PS2 anytime soon as the next gen consoles are already out. Wei Shiarn asked me the other day if Neverwinter Nights 2 was nice or not but I think I didn’t manage to reply him. I think it should be good. I heard some good reviews about it and the graphics look really nice. I remember buying the 1st Neverwinter Nights game and the graphics were horrendous (Duh) and the character creation/management system just zonked me out. Waaahaaayyy too complicated even for a RPG fan like me. I keep having plans to play certain games but in the end it just never manages to pan out. *sigh*

In The News Today…

I have to admit that I don’t even buy papers to read while I’m in Sunway unless I HAPPEN to pass by a shop that sells the papers. Well, I get me news from me mum and it all never seems to be delightful but some entertaining. Anyways, the stuff that I’ve been reading in the papers these days (or rather, the past year/2 years) are usually either about tragedies, crime or all that negative stuff. Rarely there are good things ‘cept maybe Rain breaking his arm, Clay Aiken losing a fight to a woman in an airplane or various country representatives ganging up on America’s representative for being such a little whiny bitch. Anyways, the point that I’m trying to get across is that the news gets much more depressing and depressing with each passing day. If there isn’t a flood somewhere, it’s got to be some poor lad ran over by a truck or a corrupt government official(s) pulling the usual stunts. You got to have this feeling that some weird vague religious/cryptic advice you hear somewhere either on TV or some religious text or some baldy is actually some real shit that we can all relate too. I hope you understand these insane rantings of mine. I just can’t seem to find the words to describe this… feeling.

It’s Been a Rough Year, Entertainment-Wise

Has it? You tell me, man. I, for one, think that the movies this year were leaning on both sides of the fence. There were some that sucked ass big time (Beowulf, Fantastic Four 2, Spiderman 3 and perhaps Rogue Assassin) and there were some that really blew us all away (Transformers and uh… Geez... Can anything top this badass?). For music… Shit… I have no idea man… LP’s Minutes to Midnight seriously disappointed me. Velvet Revolver’s Libertad even more so and annoying tween/non-tween pop music seems to be a huge favourite to some people. Some are good and some are just freaking annoying! There is nothing in the world I wouldn’t give for a chance to shoot Rihanna and Sean Kingston dead. There are only so many times a song can be played on air and hyped about, seriously. I don’t know about you guys, but I think it’s sad to see that people are going for simplified machine-made music and eye candy to be huge players in deciding what song is good and what isn’t. Here’s to hoping to a better year in music and movies and 2008.

Cheers.

Peace out y’all. Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday to U-Jun before I forget!

Oh, Sweet Retribution Indeed

I don't know if you guys heard this song or seen this video before but it is a cover of that annoyingly idiotic Rihanna *shudder* song, Umbrella by an Italian band called Vanilla Sky. Yeah, the one that goes ella-eh-eh-eh and the one where she dances semi-erotically with an umbrella and the one that can't be saved although Jay-Z had like, what, 5-15 seconds of rapping. Yeah. Anyways, here's the video. Good shit for those Umbrella/Rihanna-hating people out there. I know a few and you'll definitely enjoy this.



Really gay yeah, but nonetheless, I love this guys for making fun of her. All hail Vanilla Sky. The video really reminded me of the "All the Small Things" video by Blink182 where they spoofed all those cliched boyband videos.

RESULTS *gasp*

It ain't as beautiful as the women I've been checking out on the internet for the past 2-3 weeks but it's a'ite. Luckily I passed my Macroecons 'cause that was the one that I feared that I would most likely fail at. Got a distinction for my ISB which was quite a lucky break as I did limited studying while "intoxicated" due to my Redbull marathon. Unfortunately and ironicly enough, I failed my ADM! Gatzooks! 4% short of a pass. Confound it all. Well, luckily enough VU has the policy of giving us all second chances through supplementary tests. Therefore, I shall be heading back to Sunway coming Wednesday seeing as the test is at 8 freakin' A.M on Thursday. I've been studying since Monday (results day) up 'til now where there isn't much left in the green book to do and I'm taking it slower. Wish me the best of luck so I can continue enjoying whatever semblance of a holiday this is.

=P

I Wanna Grow Up to Be a Hitman!

Seriously, after finishing Hitman: Contracts. Yeah, pretty old game for some people but I bought it like a year or two ago and never managed to get past one stage. Forgot which was it. Oh right, Deadly Cargo. Anyways, I just finished it like, twice. First time through I shot everything that walked and basically amassed quite a large streak in the aggression bar and the second time, I used guides to get the coveted Silent Assasin rank to unlock new weapons. Hoo boy... Although I read that most levels in this game are remakes of levels of the first game, I didn't mind since this is the 1st Hitman game I've played all my life.

*gasp*

I can see avid gamers throwing rotten tomatoes at me.

*God damn!*

Anyways, I'm still trying to get my computer upgraded as usual and play the latest games and of course, the most recent Hitman game, Blood Money. If that doesn't pan out, I still have the hope of the PS2s I sent for repairs to fall back onto. If that doesn't work out as well, I'm back to downloading games from the last half of this decade or last millenium. Old is gold, they said. A'ite then, happy holidays, happy shopping for those gearing up for X-mas, and...

Side Note: Did you read the news about a shopping mall firing a man posing as Santa Claus saying "ho ho ho" as it was possible that female shoppers were going to be offended? Shit.

... happy gaming to those who are. Peace out y'all.

Seriously, wouldn't you want get such a profession?

HINDRAF - A Deeper Insight on My Part

Alright, some people are definitely starting to get a bit edgy here on Beneath the Thorns. Let me *ahem* clarify a few things beforehand.

I, shall always be a critique of M'sia. I love the country but I don't have to love the way it works. I love my roti canai, teh tarik, nasi lemak and char kuay teow like you and everyone else.

I, shall always be an asshole. Deal with it.

There, that was simple. Seriously, it's hard to write about sensitive issues especially you want a dash of sarcasm in it. Tough crowd.

Anyways, I did a bit more digging into this HINDRAF thing. It's seriously scary. Note that I am merely a 19 year old kid shooting my mouth off so bear with me. *grin* The inconsistency in the reports of what the police have done and basically all the carnage that has been unleashed is terrifying! It's beginning to look more and more grim as I continue digging into the news, blog archives and shit like that. I've been watching way too much TV, man. Words like government conspiracy, double-standards and martial law are flitting in my head as though they're moths and my brain's a light. Like I said before, I hope that this whole thing gets resolved soon enough before more lives are lost and the peace and serenity of this country is lost. Peace out y'all!

HINDRAF - Carnage in the Country

'Tis a most controversial subject especially it involves sensitive matters within the country but what I will or might say will probably or already has been said by our politicians. It's a bit spooky to see such carnage in the streets after we've all seen violence in other countries and stuff like that on the TV and we say, "Luckily M'sia is peaceful,". This latest riot definitely reset my synapses a few good notches back and makes me grateful that our country is much more peaceful than other countries (Before this HINDRAF thing la). Sure we might have our fair share of lady boys like Thailand and drugs like in Jamaica (unfortunately, it's legal there and it ain't here) but at least we aren't participating in brainless wars over "holy land" and "against terrorism". Note that I am speaking in a sarcastic tone. Anyways, this HINDRAF thing sure was orchestrated by a rather sly fellow. Preying on man's primal and basic instincts, namely, GREED. You gotta hand it to that guy. Shit, word has it he's a lawyer. Nooowww, we didn't see something that sneaky, backhanded and sly come, now, did we? Nooooo... Whatever he said to rouse his machans up sure did work and I'm sure he compared their fate as of now to the fate of other slaves that were brought into M'sia during the old days. I think we all know what sets us apart is not only skin color and a loving for noodles or coconut oil, depending on which side you're deciding to compare with first. Anyways... This whole thing kinda screamed "REPERATIONS" in my head and I seriously couldn't help but think about DAVE CHAPELLE'S skit, the Black Reparations Skit, that is. For those who haven't watched that episode of the Dave Chapelle show, just go to YouTube and look for Black Reparations. I think you should find it. Anyways, the skit was all about the scenario of what would happen if black people got their reparations for the slavery of their forefathers. So, in Chapelle style, they've done everything a black man could've possibly done with money.

Namely,

1. Send the market into chaos by buying tons of bling-bling, fried chicken, Cadillacs ( this I don't get it) and starting record labels by the minute.
2. Buying a truckload of cigarettes
3. Quitting their jobs in fashion
4. Colin Powell bitch-slapping Dick Cheney

Nuff' said. Imagine the scenario of HINDRAF getting their way and getting their millions of dollars/pounds/ringgits. Shit. You imagine it, man. If I write this shit down, by the time the ISA's done with me, let's just say I'll never have constipation problems again. Hopefully this HINDRAF thing will be all done with and long forgotten about.

Of Senility Regarding Triviality

Alright, this morning during breakfast, after putting some butter/margarine (I don't bother with the difference anymore) on my bread, I stuck the butter knife into the butter. Done and done, a'ite? So me grandma comes along, sits down and starts lecturing me about why I shouldn't put the knife in the butter. She started saying if I couldn't put it properly, how could I study? WTF, right? SERIOUSLY. Suddenly she starts talking about how she wish she doesn't need to nag and she says hopefully she will die so she will stop nagging us and blablabla... Shit, dude. That's going over the moon, innit? I mean, if you nag us about something IMPORTANT, that would be a'ite, but for a butter knife being in the butter?! Hold on. Lemme go smash my head on the toilet seat.

*crash*

*tinkle*

*wipes debris off*

There we go. All sane again.

DUDE. COME ON. Seriously, does that ever happen to you guys? Alright, another example, back in Seri Putera, I borrowed/lent (Still can't tell which is which) a Harry Potter book to Eugene and there was this teacher, who has the uh, something uh, student related but not the "Hal-Ehwal Murid" dude but something like that. He was a large (We talking LARGE) Malay fella. Had hair that would've made Hollywood's Fashion Criminals list. Side parting that curled all the way to the back and ended in curls that looked like those wigs that judges would wear in those old Canto/TVB dramas. Couldn't speak two words of English to save his life (How did he get his JOB?! Oh right, we're in MALAYSIA. Totally forgot. Haha. Silly me) and was pretty much a senior staff member. He was our P.Moral teacher.

*groan*

The horrible memories of ranting and raving over and over about the pointless-ness of this @#$%^&* subject.

I can't really remember why or how he got hold of the book. I think Eugene was reading it in class or something. Anyways, we went later to his office and begged for him to return the book on grounds that we wouldn't do it again. Classic. His grounds on not returning it? Apparently if we couldn't follow orders now, we would be criminals in the future. In half an hour's time, our rule-breaking actions were compared to crime's most dastardly feats, ranging from snatch theft to shoplifting to rape to embassy bombings and it seems that we would be doing all this jazz in the near future if he returned it there and then. Did his dad touch him when he was a kid?! AMAZING. Terribly amazing. *sarcastic tone* I am sorry I ever insulted the Malaysian education system. It has done it's job on this fine man.

Seriously, the point is that senile people can be dickheads. Not because they want to, it's because they're senile. So, smile, ignore and pretend you're listening to your Jurassic-era relatives and teachers/lectures/tutors. It works.

*grin*

Oh yeah, one random thing that I wanted to type out before I forget. During my 2nd last day in Sunway, we went to play pool at the place above Pyramid lanes. They have rules for customers to have a certain dress code, like wearing shoes, pants and etc, etc. So, me, Altaf, Taqi and Saad went and the lady at the counter suddenly asked Altaf to stop playing as he was wearing a sleeveless top. We asked if she could borrow him a shirt to be worn so she handed him a COAT. Alright... It sure did look funny, dude in a coat, track pants and loafers playing pool. It looked something like this...

HEHEHEHEHEHHE...

I guess that's all for now. Peace out y'all.

Honey I'm Home Part 2

Alright... I promised I would write more and I shall! Well, there's quite a bit left to be discussed about what has happened over the past few weeks that I haven't been blogging like people moving in and moving out, plans for next year and stuff like that.

Roster Changes

Rushdi's friends from Dubai, Taqi and Saad who were studying previously in KLIUC shifted over to Sunway. Taqi had a more legit reason as his dad retired and that meant a smaller college fund. So, the lad decided to switch over to Sunway and take ACCA. Huge leap in career choice as he was previously gunning for engineering. Saad shifted mainly because uh... Taqi shifted. Nothing much regarding cash but also that he had an interest in one certain lass that was studying in Monash. Nuff' said, eh? Anyways, bottom line is that they've permanently settled down in Sunway and their finals are approaching, namely next month. So, good luck guys!

Leaving/ Left For the Holidays

Without doubt that the year-end holidays are coming, a whole bunch of these guys left the country way before I finished my finals so they all had their fun and I had to study. Curse you VU. Rushdi left the earliest as he could do his finals in Dubai. I can't remember how but I guess that's one of the conveniences of studying in ACCA, I guess. Shakir, Piumi and Rikaz left on the same day, different times. People that I weren't really familiar but more or less in the gang also left relatively early.

*sigh*

M'sia's starting to get a tad boring. I wonder how it's going to be after everything's over?

Flying the Coop

Seeing as various people are coming next year for *ahem* the ever-infuriating pursue of higher education, new rosters have been set up and people are moving out and moving in. Most unfortunately, all these guys are moving out of 710 and different places all over the 7th floor. Kinda sad but still, it'll be a tad refreshing to have such a huge place all to myself and my brother who is going to join MUFY coming March. Don't ask why me mum didn't make him join CIMP. I've already flung countless arguments and insults at her that would make the pope throw his staff at me. We'll see what happens.

This definitely isn't all that happened but unfortunately I need some pictures to illustrate my points for the other events and I don't have them on hand as of now. Currently they're all residing in a memory card somewhere in SL. Hopefully Shakir will upload and send them soon. Grrr...

Holidays are as boring as usual and I sneaked off to Sunway yesterday to sign 706's tenancy contract. Heh heh heh... Well, I guess that's all I CAN say for now. I hope I can get some new material regarding the whole HINDRAF situation that has brewed up in KL recently. Until then, peace out y'all!

Honey, I'm Home Part 1

Oh God... I finally dragged myself to BLOG! It's been so long... Actually, dating from my last post, it's EXACTLY 1 month since I posted anything... Damn... God, I've got so many things to talk about... Finals, of course, plans for next years, movies, music, Kundy, friends and families and so so much more that I just have no idea where to begin! I'll just go with Kundy since I miss him the most now that I'm back in Ipoh.

KUNDY!

I miss that bastard so much! He's gotten so much more calmer and sweet now that he's a bit too mature. Rushdi says that this isn't his maximum size yet and he can grow bigger. He's gained a bit of weight now so he looks really cute. Seriously... Everything that he does nowadays (besides biting and scratching the hell out of us) is just cute! He recently lost a tooth while biting my blanket or towel while he was taking his usual nap on my bed and he became so so so much more calmer since then. Here're some photos of the lad, before and after...

This picture was taken around mid-year.

This picture was taken maybe... 2 weeks back. He's quite large compared to last time!

Slow Season

It's been one for the movies scene, that's one thing for sure. There's nothing much that's in the "Must-See" list but there were some rather good movies among the incredibly crappy ones. Shoot Em' Up seems like a violent gun-blazing ride like Smokin' Aces so I think I'll just download it and Balls of Fury seems to be in the similar category of that Kung Pao movie which was basically a better-budgeted version of MTV's Kung Faux series. Beowulf seems to be a must watch for some people but I've heard some bad reviews as well. I'll most likely check it out after I get with this accursed flu. I seriously never remembered flu to be so damn bad... Shit. Oh right, Bee Movie is awesome! The plot of a bee who tries to be a non-conformist eventually blows up in his face and eventually leads to him reverting back to being a, well, bee. Kind of sends out a rather negative message, doesn't it? It's like telling everyone to conform and be part of the rat race and nothing more. You could say that Bee Movie is a honey-coated (pun-intended) subliminal message to people around the world. As for the upcoming movies for next year, The Dark Knight and Iron Man definitely top my list and the upcoming Hitman movie which, unfortunately, doesn't star Jason Statham of The Transpoter fame, is also on my list. Good stuff, folks.

HSM

HSM is the abbreviation for the (in my honest opinion la) shockingly famous High School Musical movies. I seriously wonder who and what Disney was targeting. Obviously it'd be teenagers since you have the likes of over-exaggerated pretty boys and pretty girls such as Vanessa Hudgens and Zac Efron as the lead stars. Crappy feel-good songs and an unrealistic plot definitely don't attract the teenagers of today unless they're way behind schedule in their mental and physical growth. Y'know, maybe it isn't as famous as I think it is but Disney is actually blowing out half of Fort Knox's gold reserves to market the movies, characters and whatever concepts they made for the show. Hell, Malaysia even advertised that they dubbed the damn thing totally into Malay! I sure as hell know that Malaysians are idiots but still, HSM?!
Man, forget it, nuff' said.

The End of the End

A bit way overdue but yeah, I'm done for the finals! Although I fooled around (ie: skipped classes and ditched homework) the whole semester, I think I'm going to do pretty well this time around. Trust me, for all the exams so far, I've been working like a dog for them to make up for lost time! And fuck, it works! All the subjects that I didn't have confidence in like accounting, ISB and Marketing were somehow easier than I expected. It's either due to the Red Bull marathon that I had for each exam preparation session really does work wonders or the highly-unlikely fact that I am a born-genius that made it easy. I'm telling you, I walked in smiling and I walked out smiling for all those 3 exams! However, for the 4th one, the Macroecons paper raped me in the ass so hard that those plastic buckets you use when you wash your clothes are half-full with blood. Seriously, there was blood POURING off the edge of my seat in the exam hall. I seriously didn't think it was that damn TOUGH! Verdict is that I'm gonna be lucky if I manage the supplementary test and a miracle if I pass. The idea of grabbing a form for summer school after the exam seemed like the best thing to do after I walked out with a bright red patch on the back of my pants and caked blood on my heels. Ah well, what's done is done like everyone says. The results are out on the 3rd of December and supplementary tests and summer school starts a week after the results are out. Scary...

Strike Noir Gundam - Master Grade


This model kit cost me 180+ ringgits! An unwise investment for some and treasure to others. It took me a whole grueling 6 hours to built this baby from head to body to arms to legs to weapons to Striker pack. Most unfortunately I lost a decorative piece for the Striker Pack. Damn. I still haven't found it yet and I was even contemplating on slicing Kundy's stomach open to see whether he ate it. Anyways, here're some pics of the beauty that emerged after I was done.


Magnificent. Absolutely gorgeous. Trust me, it is money well spent. I think I've spent almost 1.5K altogether for my Gundams and I think I'm about to spend a lot more now that Gundam 00 is out and I haven't bought the rest of the Phantom Pain crew that accompanies Strike Noir that is Blu Duel and Verde Buster.

The new net craze - Facebook

Alright, not really new but I feel that this socializing site has taken the net by storm faster than any similar site such as Friendster, Orkut, High 5 and so on. At first, like every other chink and M'sian, I joined Friendster first. Compared to Facebook, Friendster is mediocre-ly entertaining at best. Heck, after spending a good 6 months + on FB, I quit Friendster recently. Since almost everyone that I wasn't avoiding or hate had join Facebook, staying on Friendster was kinda pointless. I can't really say that I quit Friendster 'cause it was wasting my time but I think I did it 'cause I felt it was sending out a message that well, Friendster SUCKS! Muahahaha... Anyways, people, join FB soon and add me! You know how to find me.

Alright, the flu is tiring me out like nuts. I have loads more to post, pictures and the such! Until then, peace out y'all!

Now, Where to Begin...?

So much has happened in such a short amount of time... Things that stressed the hell out of me, made me laugh like hell and annoyed me like hell. Basically life has been a form of psuedo-comedic hell for me. Ironically funny and yet slightly unpleasant in a way. Hmm... let's see...

Preparation for the End - AGAIN

I've started revision a long long time ago and yet, the only thing I understand so far is that there is more to learn ever since starting. Not very encouraging, I assure you. ADM, ISB, ITM and MAP... I would rank the subjects from hardest to easiest but the range of difficulty between each of them aren't really far apart. I think some people would actually agree with me wei. Once again, I don't need luck. I need a MIRACLE.

Your Friendly Neighborhood Chupkali~!

Chup-ka-li [chup-kaa-lee] - noun

The urdu word for your ordinary household lizard or gecko. Usually green-brownish in colour and constant prey for cats. It is also the object of insane morbid fear of a certain pathan in SC 7-10.

Alright, one day, a certain lizard was unfortunately crawling around in our humble abode. Rikaz took it upon himself to go torch the poor thing using a makshift yet common weapon, the flamethrower, using only a lighter and a can of insecticide. After he was done blazing the fellow, it was nothing but a piece of hard, semi-transparent piece of meat in the sink. Since Saad had earlier annoyed Rikaz and we all knew his morbid fear of the 4 -legged reptile, Rikaz then chased Saad around the house with the lizard. It was truly a scene to remember. I wish I could post it now but I must at least ask the participants in the video first for permission. Heh heh heh...

I wish I could remember more but I shall tell more when my memory serves me better. Peace out y'all!

Silence

Sorry for the lack of posts these days. As you can see, the usual average number of posts per month has been dwindling down to 1 digit numbers and that is sad as hell. As usual, I have loads to tell and pictures to load up, whether it has been promised beforehand or not. Due to the fact that we are all currently busy with our studies for assignments, presentations and finals, I suppose that is one of the reasons why I can't find the time to type crap out. Besides that, a fucked up keyboard doesn't help either. Alright then, time to practice for that damned Microsoft Access test that's about... 3-5 hours away. Snap~! Peace out y'all.

Accursed Cat

The damn thing IS killing me! Not only with it's bloody claws but with its fur as well. Oh joy. Hopefully by the time I get back to Indahvilla, Rushdi would've gotten it a place away from me. Damned cat. Luckily it won't be staying with us next semester. That's the only consolation that I can get from the fact that some of them are moving away. Ah well...

Cliched? That's an Understatement

Fer real. It's FINALS time again. Damn, man. Again. Sad case. If I've said something about finals once, I would've said it a million times. The only difference this time 'round about the finals is that this semester, the subjects seem so alien to me. Accounting, ISB and ITM. The only thing that seems remotely familiar is MAP because of its links with MIP. I'm getting the hang of accounting in a way and ISB and ITM can only be handled by reading the damn thing to death. It would be a real bummer if I need to go to summer school, man...

Suprise Guest

Everyone has had such a guest before. They've met this guest in restaurants mainly. Whether it be in the middle of a meal, at the end or in the beginning (IF you're lucky). However, we weren't so fortunate as we met this "prestigeous" guest at the end of our meal. I' m going to let the pictures do the talking this time.

Yeah, despite the poor quality of the pictures, one can obviously say that he or she has met this guest or heard of this guest from a friend. Fortunately for the operators of this business, we were merciful to not blow the whole situation into an event that is nothing short of a holy war. Yet, somehow, I couldn't resisit passing snide and evil remarks about the incident as the waiter/waitress walked. Too bad that these guys had to rain on my parade by trying to shush me. Fuck you.

Ramadhan Cricket Tournament

I would say I am at least a week late when it concerns this story and although I AM a week late, I still have not received the photos yet. I shall post it when I can but for now, I can only pacify you readers with the low-down of the whole tournament. I shall push aside the foreplay and events leading up to this tournament and on to the meaty part of the story.

Sidenote: Those who are unfamiliar with cricket terms and jargons are welcome to skip this part and ask me about them. Thanks.

HIGHLIGHTS

We actually managed to assemble a team to join the tourney! The team was entered with the name "710 Lulls". Which meant 710 dicks. 'Nuff said...

Won the first game by dumb luck! Won by 50+ runs with 1 over to spare.

Witnessed the most peculiar bowler in one of the last few games. Let's assume he's using his right hand and you're the spectator on his right-side. When he bowls, his hand goes clockwise. STOPS. Goes anti-clockwise and then clockwise and then releases the ball.

Batted only 25 runs and all our batsmen were bowled out in the 2nd last game. However, gave a tough fight as we took out 4 of their best batsmen by fielding like pros. Fuck, the celebrations were insane.

Sajid and Shaun of another team (and also the only team with matching uniforms) knocked into each other while trying to catch the ball. I knew one of the guys personally as an idiot so I had to be really insensitive about it. Although Sajid suffered a mis-aligned jaw, a torn upper lip that required stitches on the inside of his mouth to patch it up and a bruise on the whole area of his left cheek, I would still confess that the crash would've looked spectacular on YouTube.

All in all, we lost the other games and didn't manage to qualify to the semi-finals. However, on a lighter note, Raashid being the one who had organized the tournament and bought the prizes, medals and carpetting for the tourney, won the damn thing. In other words, the prizes and medals never left the house.

A'ite then, good luck studying to everyone in VU and Monash for their finals and Eid Mubarak to all the Muslims reading this if I don't manage to wish you on that day. Peace out y'all!

…And It Doesn’t End There

Aw man… tomorrow is the due date for the ADM assignment and I’ve JUST started on it. To top that, a 40% MAP test is also going to be underway tomorrow. Oh joy. I’m currently sitting in the computer lab trying to start up on it.

*sigh*

Seriously, this post ain’t about none of that shit, man. Y’know, somehow when I wake up in the morning, I don’t give much thought when going to class. I just wake up, chill around and bathe when the time is right and then set off to class. Right after that, there must be something that happens in class, be it some idiotic bimbo talking trash hoping to squeeze some laughs outta people, people who act fake and TRY to be funny or idiots, that make me seriously regret not continue my peaceful and ever-so-comfortable slumber. However, after giving all those things a thought, I go to class to HOPEFULLY study and actually learn something, not to be entertained by a bunch of B-grade Comedy Central rejects.

Alright, I’ve just realized to sound more and more like a “Kundy’s Mind” post but there are just some things that I can’t keep in any longer. Call it whining, bitching, whatever, man. You don’t like what I’m saying, close the window and go play games.

Throughout this fucked up semester, it’s been really hard to study and shit like that. Either it’s the lack of passion for the subjects or pure laziness or I’m seriously burnt out. To add to that, everything else be it luck, love or simply the people around me ain’t helping much either save a rare few. Christ, I’ve been realizing that I’ve been bottling up a lot of hate over the few months that I’ve spent in VU and once in a while, violent thoughts of *ahem* abusing them, be it physically, mentally or verbally, have cropped one too many times in my head. I need help serious professional help, man. I noticed I’ve been randomly having temper flares all of a sudden when I don’t need it but it’s not a sickness or anything… It’s that immense hate and dislike starting to spill outta that bottle where I keep them all. Fuck… At this point of typing, I’ve got at least 5 angry things to say about certain people. As much as I would love to tell how much I would love to kill and maim and mutilate your damn ugly faces, I’d prefer not to.

I swear to god that I need to go back to the temple

I need a time-out.

“Somebody save me from this Animal I Have Become”
~Three Days Grace~

God, it’s hard to suppress this but seriously… Some people just need a swift kick in the butt and a rattling to make them realize what bastards/bitches/idiots they are. Them with their falsetto tones, feigned innocence and forced smiles. Maybe that’s what I need… a swift kick in a butt, a reminder of the more realistic things in life. Damn, I’m screwed up. Or rather, is the world screwed up?

Hectic Season

Yeah, everyone knows that it’s that time of the semester again… Or not, for the uninformed and lazy. Anyways, assignments and shit like that have been starting to pile up on everyone’s to-do list nowadays in VU that it’s funnily painful. Yeah, painful, like getting hammered in the balls with one of those huge Joker mallets from the 90’s cartoon. Anyways, a friend of mine, from the Kurtz… Yeah, hopefully everyone remembers the Kurtz be it for good or horrific reasons… VIVA LA KURTZ, baby! *ahem* Anyways, Joseph, used to be the rhythm guitarist for the Kurtz and he had bought a really nice effects thingamajig like, 6 months plus ago and he started recording his own work and I was one of the few lucky first people to take a listen. Due to the fact that this is the first few times that he started realizing that he can hook up his effects machine to his PC, the work’s not top-notched and still considered still under construction. So, here’s a first look at Joseph Lim’s work. Enjoy lads. Peace out y'all.

The Great Question

Wait, is it the great question? Ah never mind, it does give you sleepless nights if you do think about it really hard. Okay okay, here it is…Ever wondered if the way the world is working now is not really the way it should be working now? Let’s say our concept of good and evil is wrong and there is another way we should be living our lives. Like… living a blameless life where we do neither good nor evil. Ever thought about that? Ever thought that religion is nothing but a face, no, a mask that is hiding a much deeper meaning? Well, I’ve thought about it and it all still does not make sense. Hopefully I will find that answer one day. That is why I have planned to visit numerous historical, holy and significant sites around the world to find answers about the world’s concept of good and evil and also to hopefully find proof of a god that looks down upon all of us. I’ve asked around and I’ve decided to visit these historical/holy places…

Buddhist Stupa in India

Makkah in Saudi



The Sistine Chapel



The Pyramids

I had a few more places in mind and relics that were mentioned in my conversations but I can’t remember them right now. There was one relic in particular that was interesting. It was this rock that bled for some reasons that I am quite unsure of now. My Shi’ite friend told me about this as it was closely related to one of their leaders of past. Really interesting, man.

Sick Minds

8-year old Nurin Jazlin Jazimin

As most of you have already known by now, that 8 year old girl that went missing is that dead girl in the sports bag. Damn, what a way to die, man. Let’s put aside all the rumours, accusations and shit like that. A’ite, hold up. Let’s say that the dad DID owe loan sharks money. Seriously, I would bet my money that even knuckleheads like them wouldn’t be dumb enough to do shit like this. However, it would require a very sick person indeed to pull off something like this. Call this dude a pedophile, psycho or whatever that you’re comfortable with, you gotta admit that the world today is screwed up big time. Sure, we’re well-informed due to the advancements of technology and life has gotten better for everyone but it’s because of our obsession to move forward in technology that we fail to see that it’s the person that needs to move forward, not his tools. It’s pretty much like what Tony Stark a.k.a Iron Man said when he realized that his armour was being remote controlled by someone else and him not being aware of it all the time.

All those years refining a machine. Not a moment’s thought given to refining the man inside.

~Tony Stark~

Alright, I wanna first of all set the point straight. I am not saying that we should shun aside technology in favour of sitting down on the forest floor and fast and meditate to days at end. All I’m saying is that we have been distracted from more important things and this distraction can prove deadly to us, in this case, messing up a person to be psycho enough to commit such crimes to an innocent li’l child. This reminds me of something my master has told us before when I was in the Buddhist Maha Vihara. I can’t remember which master said that line in particular and I can’t remember his exact words. It was something like…

Why do we even bother reaching across the skies into space when we haven’t reached the inner depth of our minds?

~Some Buddhist master~

All in all, I’m using these lines and the current tragedy at hand here to remind us all that there is a bigger picture out there and we need to be aware of it. That’s it, I guess.

Halfway Through Ramadhan

Ahhh… Ramadhan… The holy month. The fasting month. The time where people are actually happy while on the dining table and when crankiness is a side-effect that every Muslim man, woman or otherwise can use. So far these guys in Kundy’s Paradise have been behaving well when necessary. I was thinking of joining them to fast for maybe a day or two but the opportunity hasn’t presented itself yet unfortunately. Maybe I might during the coming weekend. I think it would be either the 3rd or 4th Ramadhan weekend. We’ll see about it, shall we?

Futsal – Yellow Guys Style

For once I am playing with my own guys from VU. The first time playing with them wasn’t the best experience, that’s one thing for sure. The second time was really good for some reason. Although there was less professionalism than there is usually when I’m playing with Rushdi, Rikaz and Shakir and the rest of them but it’s quite refreshing to just play for the sake of playing. There is definitely less arguing on the pitch and less people being ultra-competitive (I mean it in a good way). Since some core players have went off to Saudi for umrah, we might need a few yellow guys to play.

I guess that’s all I need to say for now. It’s been hard to blog because my damn keyboard is messed up. I might get a new laptop but I haven’t asked me mum about it yet. Alright guys, that’s it and have a nice weekend.

Peace out y’all.

NEW PHONE!

Oh yeah baby… I got a new phone. I think I’ve mentioned that I might be buying a new phone before, no? Anyways… my grandma bought me the N76 - in black. The red looks really gay. Yeah, the 1st slim flip-phone for the N-series, I suppose. It looks pretty much like a MotoRzr rip-off but who cares? Aesthetic-ness-wise, it does great. It does lack in some departments like sound and the camera but all is good. Besides, my 6230i was starting to crash, shut off randomly, play music at random intervals and shit like that. I read some pretty disturbing comments regarding the phone but let’s see, shall we? Hopefully the chrome paint on the top doesn’t wear off as fast as the critics say otherwise Nokia is gonna get “ban pardi until THE DEATH” from me. Anyways, this’s just a short post regarding the good news. I have deeper things to write about in the upcoming post so stay tuned, lads. Peace out, y’all.

Pool Party

As much as I don’t really enjoy parties and hate water, I had to attend Ivan and Joy’s “birthday” party. I don’t know about Joy’s birthday but Ivan’s birthday was waaaayy past BUT he did promise us a good time so we didn’t want to disappoint him by doing a no-show, right? Basically, I would say that I attended for the sake that Ivan spent buttloads of money, and that his name was on the *ahem* a bit over-the-top invitation card and also the promise of liquor. There are plenty of other rumors/controversy/jokes regarding this whole event but hey, even if I don’t say it, most people know what I’m talking about. Now, for those who know the rumors/controversy/jokes, we shall all bask in the sweet moments of silent laughter and (sometimes) slap-yourself-on-the-head feelings that we all get soon after that hearty chuckle.

No offense to those who worked hard for the party because the party was tight. Food was nice, liquor was pretty much so-so and left relatively untouched by the time we left and music was… let me just stop here before my words start a jihad, shall we?

Little B.U

A new restaurant that U-Jun and a friend of his recently opened that is located in Damansara. It’s roughly what, 5 minutes from 1 Utama? Yeah, 5 minutes. It’s that close. It’s located near a bunch of housing areas. Anyways, I’m not too sure how the place operates, really, since almost every time I try asking, I either get insulted in the face or receive sarcasm. Such is thy life. Heh heh heh… Either way, go check it out.

The Invasion – The Kiddy Version of 28 Days Later

*SPOILERS*

For real. If you have watched both movies and think about it, you’d agree. Here’s the comparison…

The aliens basically infect the people and turn them into mindless, emotionless drones and they will do anything to infect other people to “join” them.

The RAGE virus basically turns people into mindless savage animals that will either rip your ass apart or infect you to become one of them.

See, The Invasion is like Coke Light to regular Coke (28 Days Later). However, the show is entertaining with Nicole Kidman doing a Jodie Foster movie which is mainly about a mum running here, there and everywhere looking for her kid. Daniel Craig plays her love interest. Anyways, the aliens are actually spore-like creatures that invade the human body and kind of take over them but they don’t change totally, they just become really detached and shit like that and don’t really go killing everyone else. The alien entity works overnight when the infected person sleeps and there’s some mucus-ey cocoon covering them and then it peels off when they wake up. HOWEVER, there are people are people who are actually immune to this alien. People who had chicken pox or small pox are immune to the alien and they can sleep even though they have been infected. Somehow, Nicole Kidman’s kid is one of immune people in the movie. What a coincidence, eh? Hahahaha… So, in the end, helicopters swoop across the city and rescues Nicole Kidman and her kid. How convenient, eh? Anyways, since her kid is immune, they do have a reason to be rescued, innit? So, in the end, the scientist gets interviewed in public and he gets asked the question of is everything alright. He replies grimly, just look at the papers. Just watch it and you’ll know what I mean.

*SPOILERS END*

Anyways, we kind of imagined a Scary Movie-ish version of the movie, namely a black guy being immune to the virus. It would go pretty much like this…

“Guess who’s immune, bitches? ME!”

“You motherfuckers ain’t touching none of this! Nuh-uh!”

And to raise the ante… say the black guy was Li’l John…

“WHAT?!”

“OKAY!”

“YEAAAHHH~!”

Nuff’ said, eh? Just use your imagination if you ain’t getting my drift.

A Person’s Worth

Everyone can agree that it can’t be measured by money BUT somehow some prick comes along and thinks it can be and makes his move. As usual, I’m going to be really cryptic and if you get it, then good. If not, then enquire to know more. Anyways, let’s just say that this guy felt guilty for screwing around with a chick and he proposed that he was going to pay her say… a 100 bucks each month or something like that as uh… repayment, let’s put it this way. You gotta say that he really thinks she’s a cheap slut, eh? Man… That’s fucked up, no? I’m pretty sure that I have more to say but it’s like… there’re so much words that it gets clogged up like your mouth is a funnel and it has a really small exit hole. You got so much swear words, nasty insults, biting sarcasm, punches, kicks, grapples, finishers and blazin’ moves that it just can’t get outta you. Ever had that feeling? Yeah, I guessed as much.

Long ass overdue post, I’ll say. Anyways, I think I’ve said all that needs to be said in a long time. My laptop’s fucked up ‘cause the spacebar has been ripped out by the damn cat and now I’m blogging using my housemate’s laptop. Smashing, innit? Peace out, y’all.

When They Need a Helping a Hand…

… and it’s too freakin’ hard for ya to extend it. This is pure random shit that popped up in my head, a’ite? Say you’re a nice person in nature and you have loads of friends and you belong in a network that looks towards each other for strength and support and blablabla… So one day, your friend pops up in your MSN list and tells you his/her sob story and somehow, you can’t connect with them. You know… You just don’t feel what they feel. Basically, you find that you can’t bring yourself to actually give a shit about them, somehow. Even after all these years, knowing them, you can’t lend them a helping hand and a shoulder to cry on. It’s not because you’re busy or shit like that, but it’s as lame as hell when you find yourself not being able to give a shit. Really strange, eh? Perhaps it’s the way that you’ve been exposed to the world lately, seeing the harsh realities behind it and realizing it. However, everyone knows that it doesn’t have to be YOUR reality. You can shape your own world and there’s nothing that can stop you, ya? Oh man, it’s getting more and more random than ever. Moving on… BRRH!

Burfdays

Shit man… 2 birthday celebrations in less than a week. Well, birthday wishes to Shazwan Mustapha Kamal and Saad “Naama” Masood Khan! Both Pakistanis, mind you. Shazwan’s birthday party was held in his uncle’s place in Cheras. We wanted to surprise him there but some of us got late, like me, Taqi, Manil, Upashima and one more chick that was with Manil. I can’t bloody remember. Anyways, the night was filled with the usual wackiness that only the Indahvilla gang is capable of and also the rather harsh humour from Kundy’s Paradise. We (me, Taqi, Shakir, Rikaz, Rushdi and Piumi) basically chipped in the buy a huge card which had several characters in it and we chose the one that looks like us the most. Taqi chose some middle-aged balding man and Rushdi chose an afro dude, of course. I managed to find a yellow guy in the card with spiky hair and the rest found their respective characters. Shakir had been given the darkest character on the card. Heh heh heh…We wrote some rather nasty stuff in there like…

“No one likes you”

“You suck”

“You tell lame jokes”

“Naama naama naama naama naama”

Woops, the last one meant ostrich in urdu… Anyways… there were some idiotic moments during the party and all but in the end; Shazwan’s folks brought us all back to Sunway. Yay~

Next up was Saad’s birthday. All right, long story short… We got him a pair of futsal shoes so he would stop taking ours when we went out to play and also an ostrich puppet since he had a weird fascination with ostriches these days and referred to everything as “naama”. Odd, indeed. Anyways, by birthday traditions, we chucked him into the pool, used rope and masking tape to tie him to a nearby lamp post and poured vinegar, olive oil and condensed milk all over him. To top that off, we strapped a bra onto him and we took pictures of the whole crime scene. Loads of it. I will post that pathan’s humiliation soon enough, trust me. Heh heh heh…

Anyways, on a darker note, my computer got hit by a virus… That uh, MSN virus where they send you pictures… So… I will be offline for a good few weeks until I get back to Ipoh OR get around to format my PC. Anything you wanna tell me that’s not important enough to be sent via SMS can be sent to the shoutbox by the side ‘ere. I will get back to you via SMS or here A.S.A.P. Sorry lads.

Peace out y’all.

Gan-me-laayyy~!

It’s basically an Urdu word that means “Take it to the ass!” Man… last night was tight! We played futsal at Sunway Extreme Park, starting from midnight to 2 a.m. The crowd was the usual guys, the whole of Kundy’s Paradise + Saad, Raashid, Rashmi, Nizmi, Zabrin, Yaseen and Azhan as well. Sajid had called us out for this one and he had yanked up a few guys from condo. Interesting… He scrounged out some bangles and one huge black motherfucker… Luckily he wasn’t that rough or we’d be all dead. There was some disagreement at first about the teams between Raashid and Rikaz and of course, the only yellow guy was punted back and forth between teams. Racism at it’s best, no? Anyways, at 1st it was me, Rashmi, Raashid, Shakir, Zabrin and Nizmi. The opposition was Rushdi, Rikaz, Azhan, Yaseen and Saad. Sajid’s team consisted of some strangers from condo. At 1st I was punted to the unknown team. For starters, I really hate playing with strangers. Nuff’ said! I can’t stress this point enough sometimes. I started to complain, of course, and I remained on the team, making Nizmi the substitute. Felt kinda bad to be the cause of all this trouble but hell, man, sometimes you gotta fight fer your rights, y’know? Anyways, the night was filled with surprises. I had a good time, that’s one thing for sure. Playing with strangers is like a one night stand… You fuck them up reaaaalll nice and you don’t feel guilty after that.

CHOIY~!

I definitely didn’t pass up the chance to rough some of them up. Playing defense was amazing at the later half for me but I sucked when I was on the 1st team. We were playing 2 forwards and 2 defenders. Later Shakir swapped me for Yaseen and I was on Rushdi’s team. They played 3 forwards and 1 defender. Rikaz, Rushdi and Saad were the forwards and that’s when I started to shine, bitch! Finally got my head into the game. Eventually we drew with this team of strangers and we settled it with a penalty shootout. Rikaz was keeping for the first ball and was warming up and shit like that. Rushdi said something about him being a retard and telling the kicker to ignore him. Soon enough, the guy scored. Everyone was laughing their balls off. Hahahahaha… Finally it was my turn to take the penalty and it was the DECIDING penalty. Fuck… No pressure since everyone including myself knew that I was gonna fuck up and the huge black guy was the keeper. I took the shot and it went in, top left corner. I swear I didn’t know what I was doing but damn, it was nice! That was one of the many nice moments of the night. The were the usual crashes and spills but the best one was of course, Saad dodging 2 guys and they crashed and tripped into each other. Zabrin scored a goal as well after dodging me and Saad. It was explosive, man! Rikaz’s sidekick from a volley was one of the better goals of the night of course and Rushdi’s lob over the defenders and into the goal was fucking amazing as well. A night well spent, I’d say. Peace out y’all.

Top Ten Babes

I got so bored watching Transformers here in Ipoh and downloading movies like Robin Hood: Men in Tights and old games like Max Payne I decided to make this list – the top ten hottest babes, whether they be real or not! In my opinion la, duh.

=D

Enjoy the visual feast, lads.

10. Tifa Lockheart



She may not be real, but she has the best assets next to the hot gaming vixens of our time, e.g.: Lara Croft, the DOA chicks and BloodRayne. I put her at the bottom ‘cause she DOES deserve to be in this list and also that she isn’t real. *sigh*

09. Sarah Roemer



Most of you guys may not know her since she relatively is a newbie in the showbiz industry but this li’l cutie made her 1st hit as Shia Lebeouf’s love interest in the recent movie, Disturbia. The scenes where Shia and his yellow sidekick watched her swim and sunbathe were godsend, I swear. She may not have much junk in the trunk but she’s cute and hot in her own way.

08. Ashlee Simpson



To me, there’s nothing more than a chick that’s into rock and music, generally. To top that off, I prefer than her bimbo sister, Jessica Simpson. I’m sure everyone remembers the whole “chicken and tuna” thing, eh? Hahahaha… Blonde chicks have always attracted me but a smart blonde chick is definitely outta this world!

07. Kiera Knightley



Snap, I can’t remember why I put her in here in the 1st place. I guess it’s that uh, how we put it, sophisticated British beauty and accent that captivate us fans. You gotta say, other than her crappy Pirate roles, she does shine in her own unique way, innit?

06. Tara Reid



Ahhh… an old fave hot chick. I fell in love with her in that Van Wilder movie. Pre-breast augmentation, of course. Now that she went for it, she looks like crap but she is recovering, luckily. Hahahaha… That voice of hers… CHOIY~! So sultry and those eyes… man… I wish I was Van Wilder, man. But then again, who doesn’t?

05. Amanda Bynes



Ah, a star that is roughly my age at last. I always thought she was this really dorky chick ever since I watched the Amanda Bynes show and their kooky and juvenile shenanigans. After watching movies like She’s the Man and Lovewrecked PLUS watching her strut her stuff at the MTV Movie Awards 2007 that was it, man… She has grown into a woman! Hallelujah!

04. Kate Beckinsale



Everyone would remember her in that skintight costume in both the Underworld movies. The fact of her being a vampire might’ve been a little *wink wink* for some guys, eh? Hahahaha… She was smokin’ in the comedy Click as well, starring opposite Ben Stiller. Pity she hasn’t done much *ahem* revealing photo shoots yet. Dangnabbit.

03. Jessica Alba



Awww.. come on! What hottest women list would be complete without her, the goddess of Hollywood?! The wet dreams that all you bastards had of her… COME ON! Sin City, choiy~! Fantastic Four, CHOIY~! Into the Blue, DOUBLE CHOIY~! She definitely knows the right movie roles to take and you and I know it!

02. Maria Sharapova



I 1st noticed her when she won that uh, championship of some sort against one of the Williams sisters. Yeah, those half-beast, half-pseudo-man things that everyone mistakes for “women”. Ever since then, Sharapova has been taking loads of deals and made loads of ads for different brands like Tag Hauer. Who cares if she grunts too much while playing?! Those legs just go on forever, mate!

Gasp! The goddess of showbiz and sports are not number 1 in Yoong’s list?! WTF?! Heh heh heh… You guys would be surprised who’s in the top spot!

And the winner is…

01. The Veronicas



Gasp! WTF is this? The Veronicas? For real, man! I fuck you not. I find that there is NOTHING hotter than a chick that is hot (DUH!) and also plays musical instruments and loves ROCK! So, who else is better than the Veronicas? They fit the bill and there are two of them! How much better can it get, seriously?! Truth be told, I’ve been listening to their songs over and over again for the past few days that somehow I got hopelessly infatuated with them… *sigh*

Heh heh heh… I guess that’s about all the lunacy one can take. Holidays are about to end and I can’t wait to get back to Sunway, despite the problems that are coming along soon enough. Peace out y’all!

Nuffink Special

Yesterday, Eric came back to Ipoh with his parents to visit some friends so me, him and Eugene met up and went around town, played at the CC and shit like that. Normal stuff la. Unfortunately Eugene had to end it by touching me here, there and everywhere when I fetched him and Eric to his place. Bloody faggot boy.

You know, every time I get into a taxi, 75% of the time, I think to myself, “I’ve never seen taxies get into accidents before. They must be that damn good, eh?” Hahahha… Yeah, me being naïve. Anyways, today on my way to the gym, I saw that a taxi (it’s a Proton model, either Wira or Perdana) had hit another Proton. Rather nasty stuff, I’d say. That kinda reminded me of my thoughts earlier about taxies not getting into accidents. On my way back, I saw another accident involving around 3 cars on the slope down to the roundabout near Taman D.R. Seena-whatsisblardyIndianname. Ooohh… 2 accidents in a day… an ill omen!!!

*gasp*

Heh heh heh…

Anyways, during breakfast (which was a few minutes ago) I suddenly remembered a conversation that me, Eric and Eugene had while Eugene had his lunch in the stadium food court. Since Eric had been gone for such a long time, we had to update him on the people that we knew in the past. Suddenly we remembered a few um, *ahem* softies… alright fine, I’ll be straightforward! We remembered a few faggots in our batch that year and the name Amatul Rahman came up. Nice quiet Malay kid who used to polish the teacher’s shoes now and then without causing much disdain or disgust, for that matter, among us. I don’t know whether to count him as a subtle or insignificant person. We were laughing on and on about how Min Jer used to sit next to him and sleep on class everyday and Amatul would take those opportunities to finger him in his sleep. Hahahahahhaa… We eventually agreed that Amatul had become like that because he was a lonely boy and he had mixed with the wrong group. There was this group of juniors who were so gay it wasn’t even funny any more. The type of nutcases you get in high school… *sigh*. Makes me not miss any of them. ANYWAYS, this story suddenly jolted in my head to plead me mum to put my brother in CIMP so he won’t become a lonely faggot boy in MUFY. Yeah, it’s a stab at MUFY. Unfortunately, my mum gave me a reasonable answer which I even agreed with but I decided against my better judgment and went on to think that me mum decided to have at least one gay son. Nuff’ said, bitches!

Peace out y’all.

100th Post, Bitches!

Snap~! I can't believe it, man. My 100th post. Well, I never really thought about reaching this hallmark but shit... I'm here! At 1st I used this blog to vent my feelings and stuff like that but I feel that it hasn't strayed far from it's roots. I guess it's alright. There have been happy, funny and depressing posts throughout Beneath the Thorn's tenure but all in all, I am quite satisfied with my work with it. Shucks. Enough about it la, I've got a long way to go!

SMI's Sucky Play - Hercules

The moment I stepped into the building I saw banners with the Marvel's depiction of the Greek demigod plastered on it. It wasn't a picture from the comics but a picture of the toy. A bust, I would say. There were some of those hanging banners with Disney's depiction of Hercules as well. Oh boy... I could've easily bought a pack of ciggies (breaking my vow in the process) and smoke the night away outside in the parking lot but I opted not to and instead watch the damn thing. Let's just set one thing straight. SMI is a school full of retards. Anyone else that begs to differ can suck my ding dongs MANY MANY TIMES. You have been warned. Anyways, the play started out exactly like the Disney movie, the same way that they did Mulan 2 years ago as well. The director was creative, ain’t she? 1st thing I knew was that the mics were fucked up and these bitches (The Muses) were ugly as hell and I am damn sure they be some hookers from Cowan Hotel.

Snap~!

Plus, they can’t sing to save themselves from their pimp. Actually, none of these guys can act nor sing. The imps that serve Hades were good, though, I actually thought there were twins. Hades was alright as well. Of course the comedic lines he uttered in the movie had much more effect but these guys can’t act la. Initially I had joked with my brother and mother that they should cast a black dude as Herc. My wish got quite close as they had chosen a fat, annoying Indian kid as young Herc. Oh yeah, they casted a rather muscular dude for Herc, of course but he was one ugly son of a bitch! Hell, the whole cast was bullshit! Nuff’ said! Here’re some rather lousy pictures from the play. I used a N73 to take the pics and the lighting of the stage didn’t help. Enjoy what you can, lads.

Young Herc played by an Indian kid



Young Herc with his parents



Young Herc with Pegasus



Young Herc and Zeus



The centuar (now with prosthetics) and Meg



A fully-grown Hercules and Phil



The homo-looking imps



The hookers from Cowan Street, I mean, the Muses



Hercules defeating the Hydra (it's on the damn floor)



The Titans - equipped with deadly egg tray armour pieces!!!



Hades and his homo-looking imps



Ending



Ending 2

Horrible quality, I know, but what to do, I forgot my camera. Ah well. The holidays have started and everyone knows there’s an assignment that’s due not far away. Better get cracking at it, then. Anyways, I’m pretty excited about Ramadhan coming up since I am, after all, living with roughly 3-5 Muslim dudes. This should be an exciting Ramadhan, no? Heh heh heh… Peace out y’all.

Start Anew

All of you have to admit the past few days since that prick started posting those *ahem* “delightfully heart-warming” comments, there have been loads of idiotic fighting. As a *ahem* ex-monk and half-assed devout Buddhist, I implore thee, my brothers, sisters, comrade-in-arms and knights of Valamanway (Couldn’t help it) to stop all this nonsense. The reason I put this new ShoutBox is to clear the air and stop people from ever reading all this negative bullshit. So, yeah.

STOP IT

No more in-fighting. We’ll leave the in-fighting to the retards of the west, shall we? Excellent. A’ite. Down to business.

New Albums

As all of you may already know of my perception and experiences in Ipoh, I filled my time with downloading loads of stuff with the stable connection back at home. I managed to download the new Transformers movie. It ain’t a DVDrip but the quality is not bad but the sound quality gave away the fact that it was from a cinema.

=_=”

I also downloaded 3 new albums which are from Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (that I am currently listening to), Korn and Velvet Revolver. Alright, I’m not exactly a Korn fan but I decided to check it out anyways. The VR album was disappointing at best and RJA reminds me of the Ataris ‘cept the fact that these guys sound a bit more pro and less whiny. I suggest just getting the RJA album.

=D

Rush Hour 3

I went to watch it last night with Rushdi, Taqi, Shaq, Piumi and Rikaz. Man, the beginning itself was hilarious with Chris Tucker directing traffic and cuffing two chicks in a Merz. It was basically a slew of jokes from the funnyman and a small dash of action from Jackie Chan. I was laughing all the way from that part to the kung fu studio scene and the French dude’s interrogation. Basically it was all hysterical laughs throughout the 1st half of the movie and a’ite action later on. It felt kind of short and the ending was pretty lame. Definitely worth a watch. You can pretty much leave after the 1st half ‘cause whatever comes next is expected and nothing worthy of Jackie Chan’s usual amazing kung-fu theatrics. You guys remember Rumble in the Bronx and Gorgeous? Those movies were amazing! The old kung-fu movies like the Drunken Master and the Police Story series were amazing as well with all those crazy and awe-inspiring stunts. Guess age must be catching up and Hollywood doesn’t want a dead yellow guy in the middle of shooting, eh?

I guess that’s about it guys. So, PLEASE refrain from starting fucking each other all over again, a’ite? Peace out, y’all.