Ta Kip!

I’ll go ahead and explain it later after a bit of a back story regarding this odd choice of post title. Without mentioning names, one of my friends got mugged at knife point by two dudes, one Tamil and the other one Malay. Low lifes. One from the front, the other from the back with their knives on his neck. As usual, they asked for cash and hand phone. Long story short, he managed to semi-escape them and lost just RM 150. I would say he was pretty unlucky. This all happened at the bend near the surau nearby Sunway University College, where there isn’t a single light illuminating that road until the next road that leads straight into Indahvilla. It happened at 2.30 a.m, 25th September.

Yesterday midnight, I just couldn’t sleep so I got up, ordered a small snack and then watched the Sarah Conner Chronicles while eating. Halfway through my roti susu, I heard a girl scream from outside. After living for 3 years in an area dominated by college and uni students, one can tell when girls are screaming in a party, drunk, and when a girl is screaming for her dear life. So random people that had balconies overlooking the aforementioned dark area came out and started shouting and shit. 1st thing I saw was this girl running back up the bend, towards the li’l park near the college side gate. Some other dudes say that they saw the muggers run towards the area between those rundown Sunway apartments and the second-hand car lots and a bike chasing them. Security guard, I guess.

It’s kinda scary to think that a place like Sunway has came down to this… But anyways, seeing as I was thinking about these 2 incidents, I remembered how Chinese muggers would go and say “Ta Kip!” which kind of means “This is a robbery/mugging!” in Cantonese. The phrase then reminded me of this dumb ass, uh, acquaintance of mine back in high school. He had a rather sick way of doing things… How sick? Let me graphically illustrate, he would take any opportunity to run his finger or a card-like object, up the crack of your ass and go “Whoo!” and at other times he would come from behind you and stick his index finger and middle finger together into your ribs or something and say, “Ta Kip!” So, yeah… damn. Dude’s in Scotland or Ireland now… probably jumped plane ‘cause that guy was one fucked up idiot to begin with.

I digress. So, for those of you those are reading this and happen to live in the Sunway area, keep away from that area and stick to the main road. Walk under well-lit areas in the night and all that trash.

Well, this post kind of feels like a public safety announcement kind of shit… Hehehhee… Anyways, stay safe and study hard. Geez, I sound like Captain Planet or some of those 90s TV heroes. Peace out y’all!

P.S: Futsal tonight was fucking amazing… Played with an unbalanced team and still managed to win. Unfortunately, I sprained my shoulder a bit. Should be fine for Sunday’s big match. Yea-yeah~!

The Cap That Was Never Meant To Be On The Bottle

I’ve had this realization for a very long time. I am an angry person. A very angry person deep down inside. I believe it is because of the fact that I try to give in to everyone and everything around me, accepting the unacceptable. I can’t exactly say I flare up unexpectedly for no reason and start shouting at people like a PMS-ing bitch but I do get urges to hit… no, HURT people. Hitting is way too, general. Hurting, now… is a whole new dimension.

I think it’s time I do something constructive and positive to channel all this bottled up anger. I’ve been getting vivid dreams of being a rapist and a killer and all that weird bullshit that usually involves quite an amount of violence. I’m just scared for myself, man. Hopefully I won’t pull a Columbine one day in Sunway. Now that would be like, the ultimate outlet to anger.

Just wanted to get this off my chest. Peace out y’all.

Fringe

Remember a pimp called Baby Powder from How High?

It’s that season where the assignments start piling up and all the TV series start their engines again. Talk about a test of resisting temptation, dude. I seriously have nothing much going on in my life right now except just going to class, doing my assignments, chilling with these guys and watching TV shows and old movies. Sounds pathetic? At least I’m not attending uni while staying with mommy and daddy.

Brilliant one-liners aside, Rikaz recently needed the services of my silver hard disk. Yes, the silver one, not the black one. Happiness is in the silver one, euphoria… or rather, rapture’s in the black one, mind you. Seeing as in his latest post he confesses to be a maniacal fan of a diverse selection of shows that deserve awards by the truckloads and also of shows that just plain define you as a faggot. Unfortunately for Rikaz, he watches more of the latter. Therefore, I don’t need to say anymore.

Anyways, a new series has landed! One that I find wildly intriguing, to be absolutely honest. The show of course, is called Fringe and it is co-created by JJ Abrams, same lad who brought you greats like Cloverfield, Alias and that over-praised whirlwind of irresponsible story-writing, Lost. That guy has too many ideas and too little follow-ups.

I would define Fringe, as a mix of Eureka, a whole lotta X-Files and a teeny sprinkle of 24 since terrorism is in the mix. It’s not as scary as X-Files but it comes close to being as far out as Eureka. I’ve watched the pilot and it is fucking awesome. The opening scene where they show how a whole plane gets infected with one sick motherfucking virus is just… woah. It was SERIOUSLY a bad decision to watch that opening scene while eating dinner.

It’s better off that you guys go see it when M’sia starts airing it, which would probably be in a few years, since, well, need I say… It’s M’sia. We were the people who were still wondering if Ross would propose to Rachael when Oprah was already doing her post-Friends special episode on Star World.

Where might you get all this junk, you ask me? Well, torrents, of course. I’ve never been a fan of torrents, honestly. They rarely have good old stuff on and it’s only available for a limited time only. I prefer the ol’ downloading the ZIP/RAR files and putting them together after like, 3-8 downloads. Yeah, I’m old school, son. Alright, for those of you who aren’t into torrents like yours truly, I’ve set up a link to this site where they share loads of new TV shows and I hear that it’s updated really quickly. Almost as quickly as a day after the episode’s been aired. Yeah~

Alrighty then, I need to get to uni to work on the piling assignments. Peace out y’all and may the Force be with you.

Brickfilms Part 2

As promised, here’s the other batch of Brickfilms that I found in my spare time. I’m a bit hesitant to post this since it’s quite bland when I come to think of it. Ah whatever, you guys might find it interesting nonetheless. It’s actually a series of Brickfilms telling the story of how the Half Life single player story goes. It’s not yet finished yet but it tells more than half already, I think. However, before that, I want to share this other video I found… It’s a Sesame Street video being censored. Censored to hilarious effect, I assure you. Just watch.

The Count Gets Censored



Shit man… Didn’t know the Count was that freaky. Hahahaha… Anyways, here’re the Half Life videos. Enjoy.

Lego Half Life Episode 1



Lego Half Life Episode 2



Lego Half Life Episode 3



Lego Half Life Episode 4



Lego Half Life Episode 5



Lego Half Life Episode 6



Lego Half Life Episode 7



Lego Half Life Episode 8



Over 100 plus hours spent. Shit man… Absolutely inspiring. I doubt I will have the patience to make a Brickfilm but if I do, I will definitely do a nice Batman one. Probably one regarding that is inspired by Heath Ledger’s Joker. I can’t believe they’re actually still showing Dark Knight in the cinemas! When I think about The Joker in Dark Knight, I just get awe-struck all over again on Ledger’s performance.

Alrighty then, have fun then, lads. Peace out y’all.

Brickfilms

Even when I was pretty much a hardcore Sims 2 player, I remember liking to search for Sims 2 videos on YouTube. The best things I’ve found on that site are definitely the music videos that fans have made by using Sims 2. Here’re 2 of the best ones I’ve found so far…

Avril Lavigne – Sk8er Boi



My Chemical Romance – Helena



It’s amazing how much time and devotion that these people have! Beautifully directed, I must say. Anyways, the real thing that I wanted to share with you guys are the Brickfilms. Brickfilms are basically videos, be they short or not that are made entirely using stop-motion animation (like Robot Chicken, for those of you who are familiar with Seth Green’s work). Basically stop-motion animation is a film that is constructed using thousands of still pictures running quickly, creating the illusion of movement and so on. By using this technique, one can use toys and such to make a film. The specialty of Brickfilms is that these stop-motion animations are made entirely out of Lego.

Ever since the purchase of my Lego Batmobile, I went and searched for videos of it and I found the advertisement they used. It seems that the ad for the Batmobile is gone but I found it again at Lego’s official website for their Batman products. Just look under short movies and go to the Batman vs. Mr. Freeze/Two-Face video. It’s not stop-motion but it’s entirely 3D and it’s quite nice. Anyways, the real treasure here is this collection of pretty funny Batman videos made by this dude. Check it out.

Lego Batman’s Girlfriend



Lego Batman: The Sidecar



Lego Batman and Robin Go Undercover



Lego Batman: The Robin



Voice acting’s a bit crappy, whiny and kiddish but the dialogue’s pretty funny. Here’re three more Batman videos made by fans using Lego. The first one was made with the dude’s own custom-made figures seeing as this was made a few years before Lego even began producing Batman sets. Real hardcore fan, I’d say. The 2nd video is a bit better than the 1st ‘cause it’s less darker but the voice acting’s pretty crappy. The last one is definitely the best and along the way you will recognize some lines and references from all the Batman movies. Look out for the Joel Schumacher one. Hehehehe…

Batman Revenge



Batman: Faces of Evil



Batman Rebuilt



There’s another set of YouTube Brickfilms that I would like to post but I’ll leave that for next time. It seems that 95% of the class had pretty much bombed the Marketing Research assignment. Apparently none of us really understand the meaning of a “literature review”. Our bitch of a lecturer never did offer much help of useful non-aggressive advice anyways. Trust VU to hire such people. A’ite then, peace out y’all.

Deception

Wolverine vs Obi-Wan! =P

To start off in a very general way, I’d have to say that Deception was a good movie with good plot twists and amazing actors. Only complain I have is that Hugh Jackman probably needed to tweak his bad guy image just a little bit more. But hey, turns out he was one of the producers of this movie. Vanity project, anyone?

Same old thriller with same old plot drivers – refusal to do the logical thing and call the cops. Essential in these movies, trust me. Anyways, if you do go watch this in your nearest cinema, prepared to be disappointed. The Malaysian censors have as usual, wielded the almighty cutting scissors with the intelligence of a Down syndrome child and the finesse of a 3 year old with a chainsaw.

The first 45 minutes of the movie is quite easy-going. Simple mix-up turns into a blessing in disguise. After that, the movie delves into a whole new world. Since I had just gone and watched this movie without any expectations whatsoever, I would say that they executed this part pretty well. It started off with the innocence of a nerdy dude turned upside down when he discovers the hidden treasures of the world. Next it delves into a Harrison Ford/Jodie Foster-esque thriller and then in the end into a pseudo- Ocean’s 11/12/13 movie for about 20 minutes and then ends with a typical romantic film ending.

Ol’ Spiky’s Rating – 3.5 Decent movie, decent acting, sucky censoring

It’s one of those post-summer movies. Watch it if you feel like the story’s worth it but don’t sweat it. Peace out y’all!

P.S: Urgh, just got screwed over by the Indahvilla management. They came over and complained about the out-the-balcony trash throwing and my mum got the brunt of it since she was around. And then later I got the brunt of it, along with the edges of a kitchen knife and bludgeoning that only a mace could deliver from her. Seriously, being dumb and lazy doesn’t pay. Gah.

Bright, Cold Morning

Damn man, it’s only 8.20 a.m. At least another hour until class. Last night I was at the com lab around 8.30 pm, trying to finish the MR assignment. Real easy stuff, a five minute assignment. Unfortunately I took a few minutes longer than I expected while taking a leak and the com lab was closing when I was halfway through. Damn… Either way, after today’s lecture, I’m going to wrap it up, wait for these guys to be done with Friday prayers and grab my basketball shoes from the cobbler. Damn things have been torn for awhile now and I badly want to play futsal after listening to the amazing stories. I know I’m not going to score like a motherfucker but still, the prospect of shoving some idiot around sounds like great fun!

Heard that some of these guy’s rivals are getting better. These guys have a different strategy altogether. We have few very good guys – Rushdi, Shakir, Rikaz, Raashid and maybe even Nizmi. Yep, all brown dudes. These other dudes, they try to beat quality with quantity. Works at times but when it comes to gaining momentum, I guess being in there longer is the key to getting your game on.

There’s a game on tonight, let’s see what happens then! Ngyeh ngyeh ngyeh…

Personal God

I don’t really understand the term properly but I have heard of it. I don’t know how exactly one might term it but I guess the meaning would be somewhat how a person perceives God in their own light.

I’ve decided to change my perspective as well. I am no longer an atheist. I have long established the fact that I am, how do we say, at odds with God. Aw fuck it, I hate the motherfucker. Bitch has been in my face for ages. Anyways, since you can’t hate something that you don’t believe in, I had to start believing. Believe in his existence, not his so-called “divinity”.

But I digress, big time. So, I see my relationship with God in this way… Urgh, it even pains me to type his name with a capital G. I swear I’m not joking. Bleargh. Anyways, I see me and God as two travelling companions. He knows the path by heart and I’m the one travelling it, of course. I will bad-mouth him at any chance I get and he will kick me down on the glass shards on some parts of the road we’re travelling and also occasionally stab me in the back to prove a point. Then sometimes he passes me candy. So I would say we’ve got quite a unique like-loathe relationship. Yeah, it’s not even a love-hate relationship. Both sides slide down a notch.

Alrighty then, I think that’s enough for one morning. Peace out y’all!

P.S: Happy Fasting to all Muslims. Ramadhan Mubarak.

Cleaning Out The Memory Banks

Phew… Finally decided to go clean out my phone’s memory and update my images collection. Found some funny pics that I’ve taken 2-3 months back, even while Rushdi’s sister was still here. Let’s start from the oldest to the newest, shall we?

Just fiddling around...



Things start to heat up...



Oops, phone call... XD

If I took a video instead, it would’ve been a whole lot more disturbing and hilarious at the same time. I was laughing like an idiot in 1 Utama that day, man.

A few weeks later, Saad was leaving Malaysia for good. Last minute he dragged me and I, unwittingly, also volunteered myself, to go do some souvenir shopping both for himself and some other people back in Pakistan or Dubai. I'm sure he'll lie to all his friends back home that we all pitched in for this present to give to him.

His present to himself. Kundy's name hasn't been written yet

I can’t remember correctly but I think along this time gap, I bought my Lego Batmobile. It came with a Two-Face van with his henchman but that one’s mediocre stuff man. The real beauty is the Batmobile, man!

Just sleek, baby



You'd recognize the design to be a slight variation of Tim Burton's version



There were some flame parts to be added onto the thruster part but ah, what the heck



That round part in front is actually a missle that can be fired. You can see the trigger right there

Sometime after that we went bowling with Fathima. Maybe it was around the time she was going to leave Malaysia for good. So it was me, Taqi, Rushdi, Rahul and her. I was fucking up big time left and right. Check the scores out!

4 friggin' strikes in a row! And exactly when it counts, boi~!

Few weeks back, my mum came over with the Vios ‘cause we’re trading in our old Benz for a newer, smaller and cheaper one. I loved it’s Bluetooth handsfree feature, man. You connect your phone via Bluetooth to the car, and then you can accept calls in the car and talk to them while you drive without moving an inch.

Anyways, while the Vios was here, I took it for a spin with these guys to Putrajaya. It’s the 1st time I’ve went there with Rikaz so he took us to this tight little park place. The water was pretty shallow and clear and you could see the smooth rocks near the bank. The grass was quite padded and soft, unlike the regular stuff on our fields. Weather was nice with a slight drizzle.

A little piece of Heaven



Rahul trying to shake some red ants off. Absolutely hilarious



Rikaz coming back after dropping some major gulabs



Embracing the wind



Pondering at the magnificence



The sunset in the distance. Suprisingly it was prominent even though it was drizzling

Hm, that’s everything then. Class starts again tomorrow. Crap. Back to assignments and all that crap again. Peace out y’all.

Crude Comparisons

Just had a pretty nice crude analogy running in my head this morning. I have to confess that I get really fucking pissed off at any mention of the Monash Ball/Prom ‘cause of the fact that the idiot upstairs screwed with me.

I had the chance to bring 2 uber hot chicks to that event and even become one of the best wingman in the history of wingmen. I had plans. Flowers, chocolates, the act, the works, motherfucker! Hell, I bought the god damned slacks and ties. Optimistically speaking, I’m lucky I didn’t pay for my ticket yet. 80 bucks. Meh.

If that idiot upstairs had me knocked by a car that resulted in me in traction for say, a month or two, sure, why not? But no, he had to bloody fucking kill a relative to screw around with. Okay, I sound pretty self-centered right now but fuck man, I think a guy who went through shit like this deserves some me time. With this death, he’s screwed through some of my main agendas and plans in soft spots that might just kill it off.

Freaking hell, he literally threw a corpse at me just to stop me from having fun. And don’t fucking think I’m ranting here, I’m being abso-fucking-lutely serious. Shit, just freaking realized how insane I sound. But fuck it man, its better on paper, or cyberspace rather than in real life where I can break things. Some people know what I’m talking about.

Feeling quite fucking pissed right now. I better get something good in return. Yes, I know I should be grateful my brother is fine. I know I should be grateful I’m not in a casket right but fuck that shit, I’m here, he’s here, we survived, I think a celebration or at least some reparations are in order. Fuck this shit.

Urgh, words fail me.

It also made me realize (and a whole lot more people, then and now) that life is short. So I want to officially proclaim certain things I want done right if I were to meet my untimely demise. Firstly, no Taoist monks/ceremonial chaps/Buddhist monks OR nuns. Wait, that would be pretty boring. Ah crap. Alright fine, Buddhist monks are fine. Secondly, I don’t want the same droning prayer/chants rolling over and over the whole day and night. I want some real music man. I want the usual shit on my playlist blaring next to my dead ass at least ¾ of the time the sun is out. I want 1/3 of my money donated to charity and 5/7 of what’s left to my immediate family and whatever’s left to whatever children/nephews/nieces I have. I want a non-Mat Rocker band to play Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door when my coffin’s being loaded into the hearse with everyone singing along. During the journey, I wouldn’t mind Nobuo Eumatsu’s (Did I spell that right?) “Main Theme of FFVII” playing. That would be so fucking epic. As my coffin gets buried or cremated, I want something nice to be played… Hmmm… what would be perfect? I swear if any crappy music was played, I would get up from my coffin and bitch-slap each and everyone in attendance. I think the best choice would still be Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door. Time of Dying wouldn’t be too bad either but a bit too heavy for such an occasion. Either way.

Phew. I think I’m done. I’m heading back to Sunway tomorrow and hopefully things will pan out. Still a bit pissed but I think if no idiots start coming in my face, I’ll be fine.

Peace out y’all.

Here In My Home – Wha…?

I first saw that Malaysian Artists For Unity song, Here in My Home or whatever the name is video on Joseph’s blog and I was really skeptical about it. So a few weeks back while I was in vicinity if an Astro remote, I somehow flipped to the Hitz.tv channel. They were playing parts of that song and I wasn’t really paying attention and either way, it sounded pretty sucky.

Just only I flipped the channel to Hitz.tv and they started playing that song I thought, “Let’s see what are they really talking about”. Fuck… the words that they were using were really fancy and all and made absolutely no sense nor relevance. The artists participating for the song are either really patriotic or they seriously have no idea what the hell are they doing.

In my head I made a quick comparison of this song and another pointless and nonsensical song, Get Free by the Vines. Let’s start comparing, shall we? Starting with our home-bred song, we have various competent artists and musicians in our country working on this and it sounds half-assed, pointless and doesn’t make much sense except for the chorus.

Now, for another pointless song. First, of all, it was written by a guy who had Asperger’s Syndrome. Imagine a watered down version of autism with a slight social problem twist. There we go. The tune itself is incredible and the singer’s voice is unique probably due to his aforementioned illness. Damn…

In my head right now,

Malaysian Artists – 0

Dude with brain problem - 1

Now where can I turn in my citizenship?

All in good humor. Peace out y’all.