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.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
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!
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...
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.
I guess that's all for now. Peace out y'all.
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