The epitomy of ranting

An anagram? :D

2010-10-28T11:47:00.000-07:00

Sorry for double posting, but i just HAD to mention this somewhere before i forget.
Get ready for this folks, its stupid and random, but it made me giggle :)

A.N.I.M.E = M.A.I.N.E

This has no relation to anything at all really, but its just a fun thing i noticed since anagrams and coming up with code names go well together nowadays :D Who knows? I just might use this little bit of "anagram magic" in the future ;D

Peace out :D

After all this while and still not too many posts.

2010-10-28T10:43:00.000-07:00

Yep you heard me, my blog is almost 3 years old now. I started this blog when i was in the beginning of my junior year in highschool. Although i started blogging quite a few years back, i think i sort of lost my previous blog address AND my account I.D AND my password along with it. Talk about losing the whole package :(

Anyway, I just really noticed that through the months of blogging. My blog posts aren't as colourful as they once were XD

There used to be literally, colour sprawled out all across my blog page. As the years rolled my posts started to get longer and longer, the content of my blog started to question deeper mindsets and thinkings and the most blatantly obvious (as i have just mentioned) is that my posts are not as colourful as they once were.

I used to have colourful one liners like this all over the place :P

Differences with how i used to think and how i matured these couple of years, i can plainly see in this blog and i do plan to keep my old posts as they are and unedited. I did edit one though, stating how i changed my mind about college.

I do apologize though that since i do not intend to change my previous entries, there will be some profanity that has been used in previous posts and i do apologize for that. Think of these posts perhaps, as part of a rant from a teen girl growing up :)

While we're on this topic, I was reading one of my old posts where i posted up a story i had written for my school magazine. Reading it again brought me a wave of nostalgia...and shock! Oh Lord i thought, why was my story so-so-so mature? I remembered i was inspired by "Shin" from Nana at the time but oh my, i think i know why now that the teachers refused to talk about my entree even after it was sent in.

Just imagine, if you sent in a fictional story talking about prostitution, sex, drugs, AND rock & roll to an all girls school magazine? And its a convent no less! You're asking for a slap to the face.
Its as bad as let's say, asking the Pope to write porn. Yes, it is THAT out of place. :3

But then again, re-reading that story also made me realise. How did i know so much about drugs, prostitution, sex AND even S&M at that tender age?....Well, no use pondering about that now, but it does make my ol heart wonder . Glad to see i wasn't completely oblivious to the happenings in the outside world though :D

This is kind of embarassing to remember all of a sudden D: Today, i thank the Lords of Nostalgia for giving me a slap to the face :/

Composing

2010-10-24T02:02:00.000-07:00

I've taken a new interest in composing music. Recently i've been up pretty late everynight trying to come with up a piece which i can be satisfied with. (hopefully the neighbours won't be too mad :/)

I've been so fickle with how the music should sound. More particular in fact, to make sure it doesn't sounds similar to something i've heard before. I have an accidental habit of incorporating music i've heard before into my compositions. Unintentional of course, but i do not want it to become a rip off of something i've already heard.

I'm currently working on this piece i naively called "Love comes softly". Hopefully i can get it finished and recored it in mp3 format soon :D

Disgusted with my own countryman

2010-10-14T05:29:00.000-07:00

Before we go any further, please take a look at this link.
I came to know about this article via a friend of course.

http://www.malaysiakini.com/opinions/41813

The article talked about the experience of a poor unfortunate citizen of our country. Wrongfully treated and unjustly accused. Apparently the term "innocent until proven guilty" does not exist within our country's laws. Sad but true :(

As part of the Royal Police Force, i expected at least some morales and respect for their prisoners. Treating them like dirt, i wish to see these men stripped of their rank and kicked off the force immediately. But then again, we have to beg the question, "what can WE do to stop this?" I doubt this is the first time an article like this has been written. And surely, most of us are not oblivious to how screwed up our "Royal Police Force" can be. If you've lived in Malaysia for the past 20 years or so, more likely yes than no, you would have faced problems with the police before. Bribery, blackmail, forged evidence? You name it, the list goes on.

Sometimes when i read stuff like this, my heart just sinks. I feel embarrassed with the Malaysian "stamp" plastered onto my profile. If i could cover up the fact that i have been a Malaysian all my life, I would. Or maybe I'm not being positive about this enough? :/ Sure our country has its quirks and faults but which country doesn't?

Sad thing is, its not just our own countrymen who feel embarrassed about our country. Even the foreigners in Singapore, Thailand, Philippines and even Australia, they can even use the term " typical Malaysian" when reading about negative articles about us.

I was going through Sankoku Complex the other day and an article about this Malaysian guy who stole a famous seiyuu's water bottle and drank from it while taking pictures of himself doing so received quite abit of hype. To me, when reading the article, i felt so disgusted NOT of the fact that he was a Malaysian, but because of the fact that he creeped me out, showing me exactly how some otaku fanatics can be so obsessive compulsive sometimes. I was surprised though when i started to read the comments. To put in short, most of the content of the comments were filled with remarks such like "typical Malaysian" or "there goes Malaysia again" and more of the sort with just as many weaboo Malaysians trying to defend themselves by saying "don't group the lot of us because of just one guy". This in turned received alot of flaming from other commentors stating that "Malaysians are just saying that to defend themselves because its true".

In all honesty, i got really irritated.

The work of one man can almost turn the entire world otaku community against the Malaysian otaku community. I applaud my fellow countryman for trying to defend ourselves but the way they did it was just so out of place. Instead about commenting about that particular incident at hand, they began trolling about how "corrupt our government was" and how "racist our country was" (as if we haven't heard enough of that).

A little note to anymore Malaysians who wish to comment on Sankoku, BE VERY CAREFUL ABOUT WHAT YOU SAY. People who frequently tread onto Sankoku territory are often times either really mental or really naive, with the latter being the most likely. :/

But enough about me ranting for now. I think i don't have much more to say anymore regarding how our country works.

Neglecting friends

2010-10-05T01:22:00.000-07:00

I'll be dead honest right now, i know i'm not exactly the best "friend keeper" around. I only try to keep in contact when i feel like it, and to make things even worse, i don't have a single sociable bone in my body :/ The closest thing i can get to keeping a conversation between old friends alive is with the standard and generic " HEY!!! IT'S BEEN A WHILE, HOW'VE YOU BEEN????!!!!" kind of expression ._.

No one has exactly per say ever said to me that i neglect my friends on an often basis, but i feel i do it either way. I guess the thought came to mind one day when i was going through facebook and realising that i have not been keeping up to date with old highschool mates at all. The number of people from highschool i DO keep in touch with, i can even count them on one hand, and that isn't good :(

I guess i'm the type of person who doesn't really care most of the time, or i'm the type who can move on easily? Who can say? Maybe i'm just the type of person who would find it redundant to try and keep contact with highschool mates i never really got along with, with the exception of a special few of course. :D

Old highschool classmates for two years, and not a single one have i been keeping in touch with. I know some have moved over to australia, some studying at local colleges now and i think one or two have went over to new zealand. But do i really give a damn? Heck no. Yeah, I'm cruel in that way, but i feel the reason i never really bothered is because i never really felt a connection with them in the first place.

I remember the days of my highschool years when i was 16 and 17, i got seperated from my group of friends and though i was really upset at first, i got over it soon enough. You know what they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder :) But back on topic, i was thrown into a class where bonds were tight amoung the students, there was a sense of unity of shall we say "class patriotism"? You get the picture. And though on the surface level i was able to bond with them, i never really fitted into any particular group. I never really could connect with them on a deeper level.

Maybe i was just weird, an outcast, an outsider, one who is better of left alone type. Do i really give that impression?

Heck, maybe i was just a loser. I was never good at ANY type of sports, my academic grades sucked after i resolved to myself that i would never bother studying for something i never found worth it again, and i didn't really have alot of friends. Maybe that was why i was giving off this outcast impression to the other peeps :/

Ironically, the people i DO keep in touch with are the people i was in the same class with during middle school. I could be myself without a care in the world, and though i know people love to judge, (i know i do mostly) they would not neglect or ridicule me for the sake of a misunderstanding so minute.

The group of friends i do have now, most of them are, in short "otaku" in a good way of course. Stragely enough though through the generic public eye, an otaku may come off as a shall i say "creepy anime freak who thinks Neon Genesis Evangelion was really DEEP " but aux contrare, the group of people i've met are one of the most nicest people i've met. In terms of growing up, after hearing their story, i feel a sense of connection there, a sense of "i understand how they felt". Maybe because we were always the type to see things from a 3rd person point of view? Maybe thats why we were never part of a group but by always being a 3rd person there became a group of its own :D

I'm glad with the people i have around me right now, and with maturity i now have come to my senses, about which friends i can keep and which i can well, "keep my distance". Friends come and go, they always say, but true friendship can come from the most unexpected of places :D

Heading on without a direction.

2010-10-01T00:37:00.000-07:00

Days roll on by. I sit by at the corner of my apartment practicing my piano. Doing this everyday now, it all seems so pointless. Working up towards a higher goal, these trials and tribulations, they are all just stepping stones to achieve my final goal. I'm just wondering right now, did i make the right choice?

Let me make this very clear, i love music. Not just listening to it, but also when it comes to composing music, reading music notes, and even practicing music, i love it all. Perhaps it comes with the genes of my mother, her being a piano teacher and all. Despite loving music, i feel...scared to be doing this. Why do i keep having this sense of failure in me? Like the very thought of me pursuing something i love will most indefinitely end in failure?

As of now, I've stopped college to pursue my music again. I've been practicing everyday, doing constant self studying and as we speak i'm even considering auditioning for Berklee in the coming month of March. I've laid out all my plans for the future bare on the table and granted things will not go as smoothly as i plan but i do hope that my goal in the end will not be unreachable.

I see the people around me, my old highschool mates, friends from college, family, they all seem to be heading somewhere, in a direction. Most of them now, have moved on to university overseas, started working and some even have their own company now. Sure that not everyone has a lined out path for them to follow in life. When i compare myself next to them, i feel like such a failure. Perhaps this is the reason for such strong negativity in my mind.

Truth be told, i was never the outgoing kind of person growing up. In all honesty, i was always the girl in the background trying to stand out on her own. Thinking back, i must have seemed like a fool, but thats all in the past now :D You remember that dorky looking girl with the glasses in elementary school? The one who'd always be the teacher's pet, strive for straight A's and the one regarded as the weirdo of the class? That's the prime example of me right there. I guess my overly excessive behaviour of trying to be the "perfect" daughther and student pushed to become who i was at the time. Heck i remember i even cried because i failed a simple morale test before. Kind of embarassing when i think about it now :/ The neighbouring aunties and my mom's friends would often call me a "smart" child and are always commenting about how lucky my mom was seeing that i had a bright future.

The point in me saying all this really, is just to ask, how did that naive perfectionistic girl, end up to become the person that i am today?

I can't really answer that question. My guess was always because my mother passed away, it left me with grief which i carry on to this day. But no, i now realise its not because i was left with grief that i turned out this way, its because instead of grief i was granted the gift of "freedom".

Cruel and as harsh as my words may seem. I cannot deny it, in my heart, after my mom passed away, i got to do things which i would have never been allowed to do in years to come. And with my mom's passing, my father started to neglect my brother and i a little as well, that has all come to pass too and we don't bring that up anymore. But the fact remains, the damage has already been done though. Since the time my mother passed away up to this day, its been almost six years now, and within this six years i do not know if the person i am today is the "real" me or the one who was overprotected and cared for during my younger days as a little girl.

Would i have never decided to go to an art school if my mother was still around? Was my choice to go to an art school a humble act of rebellion upon my way of living?

Would i still be the same person i am today if she raised me as she would have?

Not going to cuss anymore.

2010-08-20T06:11:00.000-07:00

I made a resolution today, I'm not going to cuss anymore. I will not ever cuss again in front of anyone, but I cannot say the same for when I am alone. Cussing is actually not a usual habit of mine, but admittedly I do cuss unknowingly and sometimes quite suddenly.

The good part about this is perhaps with exercising restraint i can control my anger a little bit more (though i hardly ever do get angry :/) I just hope with this i don't start coming up with more non-cussing ways to release my anger. I do know i have quite the colourful vocabulary list, though its not exactly very good, i have been known to come up with "quite the insult" when i talk about someone i don't particularly favour. To me, i think that's worse than cussing at them.

Trying out the Wacom

2010-08-16T06:38:00.000-07:00

Meh, trying out my wacom tablet. Perhaps it won't be appreciated on FB or DA. But at least i can post it up here and no one will bother. :P

Why does it still bother me?

2010-07-14T06:23:00.000-07:00

Why does it still bother me?
That i suddenly and unexpectedly lose a friend like that?
Is it because i was hoping ever so to the very end, that it was all a joke?
That he was truly my friend?

Now, that i think about it, maybe it was my ego. I've never had someone who truly disliked me like this before...heck maybe there WERE people like that, but i never paid much attention to it. My ego is getting to me a bit too much i suppose, for the first time, i've really felt like I'm hated by someone.

Annoyed. Kind of. :/

2010-07-11T05:37:00.000-07:00

Egotistical MEN, wait, not even men, I'd rather call him a boy. Or an oversized, overweight, fat kid, whichever suits my mood more. (I'm sorry, i'm just really angry about now, perhaps its that time of the month again?)

He's at it again, publically telling someone to "fuck off" on facebook. I thought this was a joke at first but nope, he really means it. What the tarnations?, you want to say "fuck" you, do it like a MAN, in his face. Such a wimp. Hmph, my dear friend, what you see in him Ill never know. When he is sweet, he's awesome. When he starts to troll he sucks ALOT. I guess, that is where my tolerance level with him stops.

You get all pissy with a guy just because he taps your girlfriend's shoulder when he wants to ask something? I mean, I'm not there to witness all this, but i still feel darned pissed. You don't know the torture you are givin to the poor boy. Saying your life is a mess, nothing interests you anymore. You're in love with her aren't you?? Stop being a wuss, change for the better! I have and am still trying, but you... I'll always see you as the same jerk who never got the guts to face me, even when i had intentions to apologize.

Methods no more, only results.

2010-07-06T15:07:00.000-07:00

As the years roll on by, though my physical self has indeed matured and aged, my psych has always remained that of when i was still 13 and naive, or so i believe. I used to believe gossip and backstabbing were not going to happen to me and that if i did not talk about others, others would do the same, i used to believe that all conflicts could be resolved with mere apology, and i used to believe that friendship was something easy to find. But hey, i was wrong. Up until recently, I've been living one heck of a dream, where college mates seemed unbelievably nice, and where i thought that my path in life was set for me, once i entered this college, get a job, settle down. But hey, again, i was wrong.

Reading my previous entires complaining about workload, they were mere trifling matters compared to latter months. Where now, i'm at my end, where i feel i can only trust 3 people in my life...maybe only 2, heck, even now I'm unsure. I have been hurt by a good friend in college more than any of my enemies ever have. She has helped me though so much, i learned alot from her. She helped me resolve conflicts with friends, being the middle person, listening to my problems, as i do to hers. Almost, like a sister to me, no, she IS like a sister to me. But lately, with her new boyfriend, and with me not in college anymore, i feel kind of..forgotten. I totally understand though, she has assignments, no time for chatting and is constantly is rush mode to finish up work. I know that. I know that fully well.

I've done many wrongs things in life, terrible even. Which perhaps brings the question of karma to mind. Terrible things i've done, all for my own betterment.

Now, i've grown abit more. Through this college, i learned more about life than any amount of money spent could have ever given me. Friends, the one to be kept, the ones to be forgotten. And yes, i will be acting like a turd in the process, but the methods do not concern me anymore, just consequences.

Stopping college

2010-07-06T14:27:00.000-07:00

Yeah, I've finally decided to do it. It took me a while to get my priorities and my head straight though, but either way, no matter how long it took. I'm glad everything is alright now. I guess leaving this college was what was best after all.

Having an annoying 30 year old prick in the same class as you is a bother in the first place. Whatever it is, I've decided that no asshole like him is ever going to get me down. Idiot, thinks he's so high and mighty calling everyone around him in college kids. No wonder his previous group left him.

This 30 year old turd, I'm not in particular talking terms with him. Apparantly i pissed him off by being disrepectful to him one time. And suddenly he was hell bent on not talking to me anymore. No restraint? No tolerance? And even AFTER i left the college he has to come and irritate me through facebook. Well, whatever his problem was, I'm thankful i don't have to see his fugly mug anymore. One less burden in life to worry about....I admit though, i used to respect him. But that ship has sailed for awhile now.

ANYWAY, enough about that. I've wasted enough blogging space talking about that short loser. Well for now, I'm still thinking of alternatives to my studies, since I've stopped TOA now. I've been thinking of continuing my piano. I'm sure mom will agree to that. Heck if all else fails, I know i can become a music teacher eh?

Wish me luck.

Down with the flu thanks to a certain Lily.

2009-06-14T07:22:00.000-07:00

Many people won't get this but for you guys who do, I guess you already know who "Lily" refers to. Thanks to her I had to stay up all night on Tuesday just to finish her work . Not just me, I'm sure many other people were up pretty late too. Kinda sucky if you ask me. >.> Well, thats just that. Now I'm hauled up in my room trying to cough up the phelgm *cough cough* stuck in my throat. *YUCK*. Hopefully, I'll get better by this Friday's presentation. If not, I'm really screwed man.

Flu aside, I notice I've been getting pretty lazy lately. I keep procrastinating that i can already imagine my workload being a little mountain in the corner of my mind. College life. I knew it would be hard. But i never imagined it would be well, like this. The assignments given to us, as i said before, aren't hard. Just very tedious to do. And sometimes, if you're lazy like me. You just don't want to even think about it.

Enough about that. Ooooohh!!! Dissidia!!! I finally beat the game! Yes i did!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! 50 hours of total playing time and it was so worth it. I leveled up Cloud to level hundred 8D. Crazy i know but what the heck. It was fun XD.

Anyway, with life being like this now. And after just moving to a new apartment. Its kind of tiring. Right now, i just want to crawl under my blanket and sleep for a week. ;(

Marathon almost every night.

2009-06-07T10:32:00.000-07:00

Before college started, I'm constantly trying to mentally prepare myself for the worst ; bombarded with assignments, naggy lecturers and etc.

Turns out, its not so bad. :P

The assignments aren't exactly the hardest in the world but they can be really tedious to do. Its like, just to finish one piece of work, we have to put our whole heart and soul into it. Ms Lily also another one. She not a bad lecturer. Actually, i kinda like her. But she can be so fussy with our work sometimes. Its like, one little mistake or error can cause her entire aura to just change like that. Wow. *bangs head*

Other than that, i made alot of new friends in college. What May-Ann said the other day got me thinking. "The friends you make in highschool will eventually have to go their seperate ways after a while" As much as i would like to deny it, i can't. Its the plain truth. Sure there are cases where we meet up with old highschool buddies maybe once in a while, but unless you're like the closest of closest friends that most likely will not happen :(

So now I'm staying up until about like 3 a.m every night. Its not easy, but i guess I'll wing it XD

A sense of melancholy

2009-03-12T08:00:00.000-07:00

Result day's tomorrow.

.....
..
.

What do you want me to say? I'm not exactly anxious or anything. I just want to get this day over with. Stop with all the PMs coming from friends AND random people alike telling me that "RESULTS ARE COMING OUT TOMORROW" because apparantly, we haven't been told many enough times yet. Well, aside from the fact that people have been annoucing about it everywhere!!!

You know, i don't even wanna talk about this anymore. =.= It was dull at first, then it got annoying, and THEN it just got plain frustrating. Stop talking about it people. I get it, results are coming out. Whoopie *sacarsticly*

Levan Polkka , a Finnish Folk song

2009-03-09T07:39:00.000-07:00

Who knew Finnish folk songs could sound so catchy? XD

Blame the Japanese fanboy community.

God, I'm lonely :(

XD

I feel good!

2009-03-01T07:37:00.000-08:00

Tis is a happy time! So why not sing about it? 8D I feel good~

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would,
nowI feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you
Whoa! I feel nice,
like sugar and spice
I feel nice,
like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice,
I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love won't do you no harm
and I feel nice,
like sugar and spice
I feel nice,
like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice,
I got you

{ sax, two licks to bridge }

When I hold you in my arms
I know that I can't do no wrong
and when I hold you in my arms
My love can't do me no harm
and I feel nice,
like sugar and spice
I feel nice,
like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice,
well I got you

Whoa! I feel good, I knew that I would, nowI feel good, I knew that I would
So good, so good, 'cause I got you
So good, so good, 'cause I got you
So good, so good, 'cause I got you

*dances around* 8D

Birthday celebration (sort of)

2009-03-01T06:57:00.000-08:00

Yes people! I have officially turned 17!!! *round of applause*

My birthday celebration wasn't really big this year, not that i was expecting anything like that of a grand scale, but i was kind of hoping that i could celebrate it "properly" if you know what i mean. Instead of the usual cake and candles.

Anyway, coming back after the trip from Paris, I was kind of happy to know that we are going to celebrate our birthdays! Yes, you heard me right, its OUR birthdays. And to put it simply we are having a "3 in 1" special birthday celebration. For who? Well, its for Tuk Mama, El and myself of course ^^. OHhhhhhh what a happy day :)

We had a grill-party-thing at my uncle's place, about 15 people were there. Not a big group, but lets just say the family is known for being big eaters ;) You can just imagine the amount of food there O.o

Haha, during the party, we just sat and chatted. After all, it was the time to get closer to family members especially if you haven't seen them in a long time. Speaking about family member that we haven't seen in a long time, I saw Aunty Mahani there. Yes! After so many years, this is the first time I'm meeting her again after so long :) And she's just as cool as ever ^^

Hallelujah!

2008-12-15T08:28:00.000-08:00

Ok, the verdict is over. Dad finally gave me the okay to pursue an art course!

And i can't tell you how happy i am right now about it. So happy, that i have the urge to rant about it in my blog. *jumps about*

After all those weeks of "debating" with dad, i finally persuaded him to allow me to go for an art course. Thank you god almighty!

Honestly, i never thought he'd EVER give me the okay to do this but he did, against all odds. Maybe this is a sign? But either way, i vow to work hard for my future. I don't wanna waste my life away doing something I'll never enjoy. This is the first step towrds my goal.

I hope for the best!

EDIT : And now after reading this again, more than a year has passed and i failed to stick to my resolve.

Thing to do.

2008-12-14T08:54:00.000-08:00

Things I need and plan to do within the course of the next few months; those which are already done are marked with an [x]. Got the idea of doing this from Elysha.

[x]Buy birthday present for Elysha
[ ]Buy christmas presents for everyone on my list
[ ]Get the "Titanic" DVD
[ ]Go watch "Australia" in cinemas
[ ]Go for art and dance classes
[ ]Do some soul searching
[ ]Get a WACOM tablet
[ ]Apply for college
[x]Enjoy my holidays
[ ]Get to at least level 65 on the MMO "Atlantica"
[ ]Get a part-time job, or a job at least
[ ]Donate some money for the Zimbabwe Cholera outbreak
[x]Improve my photoshop skills (a little at least)
[x]Go to a convention
[ ]Cosplay at a convention

So, as you can see. I still have a long "to do" list. Hopefully, I'll be able to complete it ASAP. :)

No coffeebean :(

2008-12-14T08:39:00.001-08:00

So here i am, in my dad's one room apartment, everyone's gone out shopping at a nearby complex except me. Whoopie.

Drinking my hot cocoa and writing in my blog seems like the perfect thing to do right now. Since its freaking cold outside. Whad'ya expect? Its minus 2 degrees out there right now. I'm not going to freeze my arse off!

Initially, my bro suggested we all go have a drink at coffeebean.

I'm like, "yea, sure. why not? " since i love drinking coffeebean (price aside and all).I'm craving for a nice hot mocha latte.

Guess what? There isn't a coffeebean. Yeap, we asked around for a coffeebean and all ze French people lookz at uz like thes. O.O There isn't a coffeebean here? Not even one?

Apparantly, Coffeebean, being the infamaous cafe' that it is, does NOT have a branch here in France. Weird? I know. Its internationally acclaimed and yet there isn't a single branch here at all?

I NEED MY COFFEEBEAN!

What I'm hyper about now

2008-12-12T20:54:00.000-08:00

Argh! I wanna watch this now! Curse the late movie releases in Malaysia *crys*. The movie has got pretty good reviews and even Oprah, OPRAH loved it. I'm so hyper now, if I could watch it, I could die happy :)

Its coming out on Dec 25 here in Malaysia, so get ready people!

The One Academy/ Sunway dilemma

2008-12-08T22:41:00.000-08:00

Here is something serious to talk about for a change.

Before we go any further, you my dear readers have to check out these two websites:

http://www.theoneacademy.com/

http://www.sunway.edu.my/

Okay, so you know what we're dealing with here. The task is simple; choose one of these two colleges to continue my studies. And as you might presume, I'm having trouble to choose which one.

I've calculated the fee and I realised that the fee at "The one academy" and "Sunway College" are relatively cheaper than most others colleges....which is good i must say. But money aside, there are two main differences to these colleges and I'll tell you why i have trouble choosing one in a minute.

First off, you must know that I can ONLY choose between Sunway or The One. Why?

1) Its near my brother's school
2)Its near my uncle's place
3)There is always someone near by incase i need help or whatnot.

Basically, I would call Sunway a more "science" orientated college. How much of that is true i can't say cause I've never actually studies there. But from the brochures and talking to the counselor, I have already a pretty good picture of what the place is like. Its got a number of pre-U courses which lasts in the range of 1-2 years. And of course not forgetting the other degree programs like "law" or "medicine" or "engineering" and so on. At first glance, Sunway does seem to be good looking school. When i say good, i mean BIG building and HUGE campus.

The One Academy on the other hand, has a pretty small campus and its scatted throughout the "Sunway Pyramid" area. Again. at first glance, people normally wouldn't call it a college; seeing it hidden in between shop lots. But its a cozy place with some pretty nice people there. I went with my cousin over to talk to the couselor. He seems like a pretty nice guy. He explained so much to us, like how the school runs and etc. And since its purely an arts school, your grades are based on your projects and job applications are based on your portfolios from your projects.

Like I have said before, i have always stood by what i said when i say I choose the course BEFORE the college. And if you ask me, I have always wanted to do art. I could never understand thing like engineering and medicine. I could do it. But i can say that I'll NEVER put my heart into it. Call me being irrational or whatever. But i plan to continue my studies in an art school (if possible). So, you guessed it. In my heart, i plan to go to "The One Academy". I really do.

13 hours on a plane

2008-12-08T01:48:00.000-08:00

I can't sit still for 13 hours! I just can't, cause I know I'm a very fidgety person and my butt hurst if i sit too long. Anyway, on the plane there wasn't much to do except eat, sleep or watch TV. And let me tell you, these are the basic steps you need to take if you want to get FAT.

What am i supposed to do? I'm bored as it is.

So, I watched a couple of movies. Like, "The holiday", "Wall-E", "Kung-Fu Panda", "Wanted" and uh...what else? Oh yea, " Indiana Jones", "Rattatouile", "Boys over flowers", "Red Cliff" and "The Forbidden Kingdom".

There were more and i could name them, but then again, I really don't want to.

So, its basically "Eat and sleep" session for me. Great. Just what i needed.

Nuff' said. *yawns*

Total Eclipse

2008-12-02T05:52:00.000-08:00

If you're like me, then you must like Leonardo dicaprio.

So, yesterday, i was googling for movies with Leonardo dicaprio in it. (Hey, i've got nothing else better to do so why not?) Anyway, I came across this one movie called "Total Eclipse" starring Leonardo Dicaprio and David Thewlis.

The ratings for the movie weren't THAT great and to be honest I've never even heard of that movie before. I really wasn't interested in seeing that movie, until i came across this ONE comment;

"Ewww, I wonder what Leonardo was thinking when the director asked him to do THAT"

Of course, being the nosy little critter that I am, I couldn't just let this go. I need to know what "THAT" was.

So, i searched on youtube under the tittle "Total Eclipse" and clicked on some random video, hoping i would be lucky and see what "THAT" was. Unfortunately, I was unusually lucky today. Great just what i needed. (you'll see why in a minute)

Apparantly, Leonardo Dicaprio plays a "homosexual french poet in the 19th century" and, he kissed a guy. I'm serious! It was so clear, on screen! Leonardo Dicaprio kissed another guy on screen. I take my hat off to him. Only a REAL actor would have the guts to do that.

Oh and If you're wondering WHO is the guy that Leonardo kissed, its David Thewlis. You know, the guy that played Professor Lupin in Harry Potter. (yea, i know)

I thought i was weird enough that Leonardo dicaprio plays a gay dude int he movie. And although i have nothing against gays, i found the movie abit...diaturbing. Not to mention the sex scene which i have to say, gave me mixed feeling. Like really, weird disturbing feelings.

Like i already said, i really have nothing against gays but seriously, WHYYYYY Leonardo! WHYYYY?!!! Its now really hard for me to believe that you're the very same guy that played "Jack" in Titanic or even "Romeo" in Romeo and Juliet. But either way, i still respect him cause he had the guts to do what so many other actors out there were not willing to do.

Glad to know there was another movie out there like "Brokeback mountain".

Search "Wikipedia" for plot line if you wish :)

A HUGE dissapointment.

2008-11-30T20:23:00.000-08:00

Twilight was a HUGE dissapointment. I knew already that the reviews weren't THAT great, but still i would never know how much it sucked until i saw it for myself. And its easy to say that the reviews were right. Let me just break this down to you why i think the movie sucked;

1) The main female lead, Isabella (Kristen Stewart) was too rigid and unexpressive.
2) The acting seems a bit fake plus too many "intense" romantic scenes.
3) Make-up was horrible, they looked more like zombies than vampires
4) Soundtrack sucked. Sorry to say, i wouldn't get the Twilight soundtrack CD....cause there is
practically hardly ANY music throughout the whole movie.
5) Its too slow paced, especially if you have already read the book.
6)More than half the movie was boring. No fight scenes, no love scenes, just two people starring
at each other.
7)We are currently watching the malaysian "censored edition". So, throughout the whole movie,
you only see 1 kiss which looks more like a peck on the lips that lasted for A WHOLE 2
SECONDS.
8)The directing sucked as well as the CG effects. Just plain horrible.
9) I HATE it when i was watching the show, some freaky fangirls would be screaming in the seat
behind me. Call 999, we would need some stretchers to pick up some rabid fangirls who
fainted from all the "excitement"
10) The best character protrayal in the movie would have to be Dr. Carlisle Cullen, and
Charlie...and they aren't even the lead characters! Grrr

So basically, the movie sucked. But because of the reasons I mentioned above, I'm now even at the point of hating the "bloody" movie. (pun intended) I would definitely choose to read the book and hundred times over than to watch that sad example of a movie again. Oh , i can just hear it now, the cries of the fangirls going "Nuh-uh, you don't know what you're saying, Twilight is the best". Hey, I've got news for you, Buffy the vampire Slayer beats that Twlight movie anyday! Don't be blinded into liking the movie just because you're into your precious "Edward"

Hmmmmm, what if Edward was played by someone else besides Robert Pattionson? I wouldn't mind if Leonardo dicaprio played him ( the younger version of course and we have to paint him white XD). I don't know. But either way, i think someone else should have played Edward. I have nothing against his looks at all. I just don't think he can protray Edward as we would like to have seen from the book.

Hugh Jackman <3

2008-11-24T05:35:00.000-08:00

I can't wait till Australia the movie comes out!! I'm so frickin excited right now. Even Oprah said it was awesome. Why can't our Malaysian cinemas' show the american releases earlier. The movies released in the US always come out here 6 months later. Grrrrr....

Anyway, People's Magazine just named him sexiest man alive 2008! Yay! Finally, someone else out there notices his charms. *drools*

I just love that cheeky smile :)

Omg, I just love this pic, the scruffy look is frickin HOT!

Two more to go!!!

2008-11-24T00:39:00.000-08:00

TWO MORE PAPERS TO GO!!!

Well, i guess i could say its "one more to go". I never really did bother with EST. :P

Lately, the more i knew spm was coming to an end, the more i realised how unprepared i am for the future. Like heck, i know what i want to do. Its just that i don't know WHERE I'll continue my studies.

When it comes down to choosing a college, there's two kinds of ways parents like to do it. I've grouped these two ways into the following:

Type A

Choose the course, then the college.

Type B

Choose the college. then the course.

My dad. is, well, a type B. Its always the most "reknown" or the best colleges out there that he just HAS to pick! But all the colleges he's picked are mainly for science courses, like engineering and etc. I know my dad wants me to become an architect, but i just don't see myself doing that in 10 to 15 years time. I've told him countless times how i wanted to do an art course instead. And in return , i get countless number of times him saying , "Don't you think its better to take up architecture instead?"

I fully respect my dad's opinions and views, but to be honest, i know i just can't do it. He doesn't oppose the idea of me going into an art school. And although he always tells me to just do what my heart tells me to, i know that deep down, he would've preferred me to do architecture instead.

Sometimes, its so hard to tell someone what you REALLY want. And even if you do, most of the time, its not a win-win situation.

Just for fun

2008-11-19T06:37:00.000-08:00

RULE ONE:
People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

RULE TWO:
Tag FIVE people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.

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ONE.
If your lover betrayed you, how will you react?
- I would have a nice good cry, then have a heart-to heart talk to clear things up.

TWO.
If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
- Call me crazy, but i dream to fly :)

THREE.
Whose butt would you like to kick?
- My brother's

FOUR.
What would you do with a billion dollars?
- Buy myself a nice litte house in the Paris countryside, ensure a good life for my family, and donate some money to the cancer foundation

FIVE.
Would you fall in love with your best friend?
- I don't have a best friend per say, but if i did then maybe yea.

SIX.
Which do you think more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
- being loved by someone for sure

SEVEN.
How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
- I am willing to wait for five years. maybe :?

EIGHT.
If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
- Nothing, its not my place to interfere.

NINE.
If you were to act with someone, who would it be? Your gf/bf or an actress/actor?
- an actor

TEN.
Would you invite your Ex bf/gf to your wedding?
- Yes, whats wrong with that?

ELEVEN.
How would you see yourself in ten years time?
- A graphic designer involved in the marketing buisness.

TWELVE.
What's your greatest fear?
- corpses and the world beyond

THIRTEEN.
What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
- She is a sweet girl, and one of the nicest people I've ever met.

FOURTEEN.
Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
- Married and poor.

FIFTEEN.
What's the first thing you do when you wake up?
- drink caffiene

SIXTEEN.
Would you give all in a relationship?
- Yes, if i feel that the relationship would go somewhere

SEVENTEEN.
If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
- I would pick the one who was down-to earth (this question is a bit too vague isn't it?)

EIGHTEEN.
Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?
- Yes

NINETEEN.
Do you prefer being single or having a relationship?
- I like both, but i prefer being single, for now at least.

TWENTY. List 5 people to tag
*Diba
*Peixi
*Hikky
*Tifa
*Naddy

Someting unimportant.

2008-11-19T04:02:00.000-08:00

Studying really hard for my trials has its benefits. I've got reasonable results, and a pretty good forecast result to go with it. But then after trials is over, I never really bother anymore when it comes to the real thing like "spm". Pardon my sarcasm.

I just really don't see the point in going through spm. Don't get the wrong idea though. I do study hard for it. Its just that, spm never occured to me as a "life determining test". You'd go to school on a daily basis only to hear your teachers go on about how important spm is. And i can't tell you the "joy" i get out of it.

If i could get into college using my forecast results, wouldn't that make spm almost completely useless? Heck, if i could even use my forecast results to apply to Monash University in Australia, isn't that proof enough of how absurdly unimportant spm is?

When i said a number of times, "Its JUST spm", people will give me the look , as if trying to say "ARE YOU OUTTA YOUR MIND? DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE SAYING?" Hell yeah I know what I'm saying. And i still stand by what i mean when i said, "its just spm". Believe me. When you're done with high school, life in the outside world will be much more tougher than you can imagine. So, i wouldn't particularly call SPM as one of the "trials in life" :P

Des'ree- Kissing you

2008-11-17T01:09:00.000-08:00

One of the most heartfelt songs I've ever heard,and definitely one of the most beautiful songs you'll ever hear from this generation. From the movie "Romeo and Juliet". If you haven't seen it, go watch it now!

Pride can stand a thousand trials,the strong will never fall
But watching stars without you,my soul cried.

Heaving heart is full of pain,oh, oh, the aching.'
Cause I'm kissing you, oh.I'm kissing you, oh.

Touch me deep, pure and true,gift to me forever'
Cause I'm kissing you, oh.I'm kissing you, oh.

Where are you now?Where are you now?'
Cause I'm kissing you.I'm kissing you, oh.

This is how add maths SHOULD be done!

2008-09-24T00:58:00.000-07:00

THIS IS HOW ADD MATHS SHOULD BE DONE!

Fireworks at Putrajaya

2008-08-30T02:47:00.000-07:00

Well, its that time of the year again. Where people gather with their groupies to watch the ever awe inspiring fireworks. Its the international fireworks competition, which is held in Putrajaya. On the way, you could see cars parking everywhere and anywhere you would still consider "legal".

By the roadside? Sure, no problem.

On the curb? Sure! Why not?

On the bridge? ...

Well, i'm not exactly "shocked" to see people parking in the weirdest of places. But COME ON! Seriously folks. On the bridge?

Anyway, the fireworks was amazing. Australia's turn was it? It kicked ass compared to our Malaysian one. Sorry to say, our pitiful Malaysian attempt to bring out a "bunga raya" firework failed miserably. Can't even say it looked like a bunga raya. I applaud their effort though. As for the pictures of the fireworks on that day, i don't have too many. And the quality isn't so good either. But still, here you go. I'll try to upload somemore when i get the chance.

I 3^07 TyP1nG L1k3 Th15....NOT

2008-08-07T06:23:00.000-07:00

Don't you just HATE IT when you receive an email or IM saying some thing like this--->

"H3y, WaT U D01N? Fr33 2 T0k?"
= "Hey, What you doing? Free to talk?"

I received one just moments ago, and i can't really describe how pissed I really am right now.

Hey, I'm no expert in English but i definitely know that THAT is not right. What is the point? Wr1t1nG L1k3 tH15 is not fun. And not only does it look dumb and tedious to do, but sometimes it makes no sense. I remember the times i constantly had to ask around what was the meaning of "3^07" before i found out it meant "LOVE". Is that right? No, I should ask, is that even legal?

3^07 DOES NOT = to LOVE

How can people come up with this shit? People keep telling me to look at the numbers "3^07" upside down but i still don't get it. Wouldn't it be easier to type..

I LOVE YOU

instead of

I 3^07 YOU

And another thing, do you people who like to do this find it fun? Cause I seriously don't. Writing like that is not shorter...its not fun...and its hard to read. Where is the point in that I ask.

I don't mind acronyms or even shortforms like "lol" or "rofl" or "imo" cause they make it SHORTER and saves time. But what "you guys are doing " is not only pointless, but I find it an insult to the English language. And no, its not even Manglish if you want to point that out.

I laugh at you sad saps who think typing like that is "cool". What is so cool about it? Other than it being a tad more "artistic" than the normal way of writing i still can't make any sense of any of it. Maybe you guys find it fun to make people "guess" or "figure out" what you are trying to say.

I honestly have nothing else to say to you sad chums. If you want to continue typing like that, go ahead. Just don't blame me when no one can understand what in the world you are trying to say.

2008-08-07T03:12:00.000-07:00

Tagged by Pei Xi.

1. What is your relationship with them?
A great friend, and a kickass Grandma!

2. Your five impressions towards them.
*charismatic
*funneh
*smart
*sociable
*always willing to lend a listening ear

3.The most memorable thing they have done for you.
Been my friend. I'm just grateful for that :)

4.The most memorable thing they have said to you.
Don't walk infront of me cause I might not follow,
Don't walk behind me cause I cannot lead,
Just walk beside me side by side,
Through good and hard times,
Like what a friend should be.

5.If they become your lover you will...
I'm not against homos or anything, but I' just saying that I'm not a guy.

6.If they become your enemy, you will..
I don't think I'll ever be enemies with her. *touch wood* :P

7.If they become your lover, they have to improve on...
Improve in bed O.o. Ehehe, I mean "hypothetically" speaking of course.

8.If they become your enemy, the reason is...
I'm too self-centered, or we just don't click.

9.The most desireable thing to do for them is.
Make em happy.

10. The overall impression on them is..
I see her as a CEO in the future ^^

11.How do you think the people around you will feel about you?
I have a really short temper and I highly doubt that THAT is one of my strong points. I can snap really easily if I'm not careful. I'm not proud of it, but I hope I'll be able to control it sooner or later.

12.The character for you for yourself is..
Never likes to make people angry, tries to be sociable and help people out whenever possible, easy to forgive.

13. On contrary, the character you hate for yourself.
A procrastinator, short- tempered, self-centered, forgetful, forgetting to take into account of other people's feelings.

14. The most ideal person you want to be is..
Someone who has a sucessful lifestyle without having to achieve straight A's for SPM

15.For the people who care about and likes you, say something about them.
Though I've been known to be very childish, self-centered and short-tempered. There is one thing which i know i can do, and that is to treasure friends like you. Sometimes, it may not seem like it, but I treasure my friends and family most in life. I try not to make any enemies, though i know a few people who dislike me. But anyway, to those of you who actually care..Thank you. This is what i can say, but words cannot trully express how i feel.

Ten people to tag,
YOU!

I'm too lazy to tag, so if you're reading this. I TAG YOU!!!

Sunday night fever.

2008-08-07T02:34:00.000-07:00

Went out to eat dinner on Sunday night. My uncle insisted to take us out to dinner, but on one condition...that it has to be a place which has a TV. But no, not just any TV, it must be a TV that was showing F1 at that time(it was F1 night). I thought he meant that remark as a joke. But I soon learned that my Uncle's words can and must never be taken lightly. True enough, he kept to his words. So, throughout dinner we were all in a "don't talk to my uncle" mode. F1 is his passion and i really respect him for that. Anyway, dinner still went on as usual, with the exception of these two boys...

From left : Mikael and Darren

What were they trying to pull here? Its like they have never eaten keropok before or something. Oh and about the T-shirt my brother is wearing, don't ask. I got it for him as a birthday present.

From left : Uncle David and Mikael

From left : El and me

Yea, i know its kind of blurry. Screw the lighting.

Aunty Mas!

P.S : See! The TV is there! *points to picture*

Teh Grandma!
She seems to be enjoying the F1 as well.

Woot to the F1 Sunday night fevah.

Teh cutest mantao ever.

2008-08-07T02:28:00.000-07:00

Is it mantau or mantao? Anyway, I saw the cutest little mantao I have ever seen at Mid Valley's Dragon-i the other day. Almost felt sorry for having to eat it. (but still did anyway) :3 *yummy*

Cheerleading

2008-07-22T23:15:00.000-07:00

First off, I know this is a congratulatory post to our school's Xavier cheer team which is long past overdue. So yea, you guys would have probably heard by now whether you want to or not, that Xavier received 5th place in the competition. Which, although to some may just give the impression of "meh", I still think they did an awesome job. Cheerleading may be popular here and you may think that the team that got first place may be "good" persay in a sense that they outshined the rest of the teams with their sharp moves and song choice perhaps. But honestly, I'm not here to pick on other cheerleading teams. Its your team, do what you want with it.
If you really want to see real quality cheerleading (again, I'm not implying that our team isn't good), check this out.

This is what I call awesome! I just didn't like the fact that they used their "normal" voice when shouting their cheer. Unlike most malaysia cheerleading teams who prefer to use their "deep" voices which I find personally, gives a better effect. But again, I can't really say much. Afterall, I'm definitely no expert on cheerleading.

Go-cart

2008-07-19T23:23:00.000-07:00

Woke up at 8 and headed down to Subang's go-cart circuit to watch a competition that was held there. I didn't know about it at first till the last minute when El told me. So, she asked me if I'd like to come. Heck yeah! I mean, what better way to spend your Saturday than watching a go-cart race?And yea, you may think I'm talking about the "slow-paced" go-cart like the slow "put-putt" carts, but no, I'm talking about the fast ones.

So there we were at the circuit at 10 in the morning. There were many white tents set up along the roadside, the air smelled of freshly burned gas(or petrol I think), and it was slightly drizzling. Anyway, El introduced me to her friend who was taking part in the race, Fei. So yea, we were introduced.

I could remember at first, I was hanging onto El like a little lost lamb, because of the fact that I didn't know anyone else there besides her. That didn't bother me much later on as I got to know a new friend. We, were shown around the place by Fei. The circuit, his team's tent, and just about everything. He even showed us his under helmet, (its a piece of cloth which is placed over the head before putting the helmet on). Much like the ones used by F1 drivers. Anyway, Fei's was yellow in colour and i could have sworn I saw the freaky Digi mascot in him for a second when he put it on. Me and El couldn't help but laugh.

El and I move up to the spectator's area to have a good view of the circuit. I brought along some pocky. Well Whadya expect? We were going to be there from 10 to 4, so I thought I'd be better if we brought along some snacks. I'm a pocky addict anyway.

I was kind of expecting a big spectacular event where there was going to be a huge crowd and where there was so many people that you couldn't move or something like that. But it was unexpectingly quiet, well except for the annoying announcer DJ who keeps looping the same few songs over and over until they were practically stuck in my head. Especially that "God is a girl" song. I'm still in therapy because of that.

We didn't do much over there. We walked, we talked, we laughed. It was fun nonetheless. The real interesting part of the day was when El told me that if Fei was to win today's competition, he would be world number 1. You could imagine my expression. Jaw dropping and all, but i won't say anymore.

Fei got second place for the first round. But of course, there was still the second round to go which was gonna be held tomorrow. Unortunately, we can't go. Me,because I have to go for the BM seminar thing and El because she has to go back to Penang. Oh well, maybe i can check up on the results via the internet or something.

All and all, it was a fun experience. Although not as "fancy" as F1 races, I would still prefer to watch go-cart races anyday. Well, for the fact that it isn't so crowded and its nice and quick to watch as there aren't so many laps that are involved. Hopefully, I'll be able to go see next year too. :)

The story of straight A students.

2008-07-14T19:05:00.000-07:00

You remember way back? When if you got 8 A's , 9 A's or 10 A's (not counting A1 or A2) people would be throughly impressed, colleges wouldn't even have to think about considering your application, and where everyone would praise you on a job well done? Of course not. That was ages ago

Now, ever since that ONE student managed to get 13 A1's for SPM, people have been treating this whole thing as a "rat race" to the top. You see it too don't you? Students trying to beat one another? Honestly, I don't care about how many A's. Just the quality of it.

But ever since then, the media has been making a big issue out of it. The schools have been fussing over it. The parents are forcing their students to take more subjects. Honestly, whats the point? If you are gonna make yourself suffer by taking 13, 16, 19, 21 subjects. Ask yourself. What is the point?I feel sorry for you sad saps who actually willingly took more than 13 subjects with the excuse of "Wanting to be more competitive for college applications". Is there any other reason than that? I would understand if you want to make your parents and school proud, but is there really any other reason? I feel even sorrier for chums who took more than 13 subjects and didn't get straight A's. Pitiful

I may be the playful kind. Or more accurately, the kind who doesn't give a damn about all this 13, 16,19,21 straight A's nonsense. But I have to admit though, these people sometimes do inspire me to work harder for SPM. Hey, i may not be studious, and I am kind of a lazy bum. But still, hopefully I can do well for SPM.

Magazine story, part 2

2008-07-13T06:55:00.000-07:00

Here is part 2.

Well anyway as I was saying, or about to say a while back, life wasn’t in the city. Not for anyone. Life was what they could make of it for themselves if, by chance, they ended up in a city as pulsing as mine. But you could do that anywhere, just as long as the pulse was present. It all depended on you though, whether or not a place had a pulse. It was this world’s best kept secret it seemed and something that, if found out, would surely put me out of a job. There was only one who ever came close to figuring it out. She’s not something I usually like to think or talk about either, but I do, to prove to myself that I can. I can do anything I want, her memory is only forbidden to me if I allow it to be. If I allow it to tame me and break me down to my knees. Smart as she is, she still couldn’t possibly hope to tap that power.

I was confident in the fact that I wasn’t kidding myself by thinking that.

Chanelle came off as a clever girl initially, witty, bold, with a streak of something that could have been bad. I had found out differently once we’d gotten to bed though, there was nothing bad about Chanelle. She was just another female looking for life in the body of a fifteen year old boy. She actually thought I was pretty neat, I could tell by the way she’d smiled at me when she’d first seen me. She was soft, while my tone was so white it was almost glaring. Chanelle had that soft whiteness about her, the glow that got people thinking she was the most gorgeous thing to ever grace a stage. While I had thought her all those things at first, clever and witty, I don’t ever remember being impressed by her right off the bat. The city had beautiful women that had yet to be acknowledged, women like Chanelle, other lovely female specimens I’d just so happened to be a client to once upon a time. Trust me, I’d seen gorgeous. And if it wasn’t me, it definitely wasn’t Chanelle.

She was just pretty. Alright, fine, very pretty. So Chanelle was beautiful, alright? People think that if you slap the title of songstress on a girl, that would instantly mean she could have people under her spell, manipulate them with a voice so radiant it ought to be the called the ‘ocean’s siren’….but that wasn’t always the case. However, Chanelle had that. You could tell she wasn’t too big on herself, and that’s what made her so entrancing. I’d been immune to this effect though…that is until I got to know her. And, believe me when I say this, I had never set out to purposefully acquaint myself with Chanelle. She’d come to me. Nothing I could do about it, fine, whatever.

Most nights with her were spent in fancy places, hotels worthy only of those blessed enough to have the money that she had. Chanelle was a famous singer in the city where I am now, and you could tell, if she didn’t make it big here, she would make it big somewhere else. Chanelle liked to sing, but it seemed she liked other things too. She liked to treat me like a child, and hug me to her like she was my big sister or something. It was like she was trying to make up for the pedophilia by forcing me to find the genuine pleasure of being a fifteen year old boy, and while it seemed completely ridiculous she’d even attempt something like that, I found myself being drawn into the game easily. There were many evening you could find me hanging coyly about her shoulders, the ever present and lovable boy-toy as she wrote songs and went through her huge pile of fan mail. Everyone wanted just a word or two from the exquisite ‘Rose’ as I called her, because of her voice which was so beautiful, yet so deadly.

I could have shared that with her, of my background, of my family, why my life had come to this…but I didn’t. It was of little consequence to me, it was better to just stick with the program. Chanelle didn’t need to know more than what was necessary about me, and up until the day we decided it best not to see each other again, she didn’t. But in that one fleeting moment in which we’d said our force of a goodbye, I could tell she’d figured out the secret. She’d figured out the secret about the pulse…that it was me who had no life, that she’d inadvertently given it to me for a short period of time. Maybe it was the first time she was really seeing me as a boy, just because of the man I was trying to be in that single moment.

Parting with Chanelle created in me the sensation one probably got from pressing their lips to a paper cut, that dull, yet pleasing pang. You wanted to press, to push it harder and see how much you could get out of it…but I couldn’t do that to Chanelle. I’d wanted to, wanted to hurt, perhaps provoke her. Remind her that she was, regardless of what either of us said, an honest to god pedophile, actually falling for a half bred, fifteen year old chain smoking boy. I couldn’t do that to her. Chanelle could dare to wish for love, even when she was mocking herself about what a joke her love life was. Me, I’d never wished for anything. Not unless I was being sarcastic…I wouldn’t even wish for Chanelle. Regardless of what I felt for her.

The "what was to be" school magazine story.

2008-07-12T06:03:00.000-07:00

Well, I thought I'd put up the story I was going to write for the school magazine. You know, the "expressions" section. Anyway, I say was here cause my story was originally, well, a bit too "mature" (maybe?) for a school magazine. The idea of handing in my own piece started out last year (is it?) when we had to do the end of the year english homework. So, i spent my holidays last year writing 2000 words of it. Hopefully, I'll be able to bring justice to my piece. And I'm kinda looking for a suitable tittle for the story, so if you guys have any suggestions, let me know. By the way, this is only part one. Part two will be coming up real soon so chill till then.

Despite my so called ‘profession’, I am a very selfish boy (fifteen this year). Selflessness isn’t exactly a trait one necessarily needs in order to be a protitute. It’s a job in services, I guess…but more lip service than anything else. You tell people what they 'want' to hear and take care to keep all the juicy little bits for yourself, you know…the stuff you know people would really like to hear. Some of them actually wish they could be that special. I'm not a guy who gives freely of himself; I come with a fee and quite an expensive one too.

I have never thought myself capable of loving anyone, yet alone giving for anyone. It wasn’t really my, well, style per say. My style included…piercings, soda pop tops, whips, chains and all things brash…things that made the women want to wink at me and slip their numbers in my back pocket when they thought no one particularly law-abiding or self righteous was looking. It amused me, they thought I could make them feel alive.

People came to the city, looking for life, and looking for love…but it was silly to think that these women couldn’t find a beautiful, florescent-faced boy like myself to entertain them elsewhere. Elsewhere like, let’s say, back home? I wasn’t even a native of this place, and yet my shine continued to attract them like, well put most simply, like moths to the proverbial street lights. So yes, I found it all very entertaining, that these women could come looking for life, only to think that I, of all people would have it. There was no life in me. Sure, all the lights were on, but nobody was home. There was nothing but an ugly dwelling of sorts inside me, a dwelling housing the pungent smoke of cigarettes, and the musty air of hotels and shady pubs plus the occasional high of another awesome live with my band, ‘Apocalypse’. For me, that was life and it was just barely cutting it though.

I often wondered to myself how long I could survive living in this sex, smoke and rock & roll life I’ve made for myself.

Most of the time I was a pretty laid back boy though, who had time to dwell on things that couldn’t be helped? What about all the other stuff to be felt and experienced, the good stuff? There were still women to schmooze money out of, random goers to joke with on the street corners. Then, there was her, Chanelle. We’ll get to her in a minute though.
You see it don’t you? The cavalier way I have of saying things, pushing them to the side? Naturally, I get bored with things, even people, really easily. That’s why it’s much easier to be by myself. Though sometimes, ‘myself’ wasn’t such good company. I came off as this fifteen year old boy who was a bit too…impersonal, indifferent for his own good, but I admit, some things had a habit of getting to me. I just didn’t like making a big show of my aggravation, in fact, I really couldn’t afford to…having a job like mine and all.

There were moments when everything was just not amusing in the slightest; the times when I wished I’d choke on all the smoke inside me, perhaps drown in the sweet smelling tar filling my lungs. Then when instead of getting a hot client I got a stupid, ugly one. One I had to work my best charms on, hoping to seduce myself in the process so I wouldn’t have to think of the horrible experience ahead of me. Yea, those were some unpleasant days. And let’s not even talk about those clients, the ones calling themselves coy, or worse, funny and only thinking of asking me “Don’t you have a home to go to?” after they’d finished getting off, trying to make useless post-sex conversation. That was the kind of crap that had me reaching for my clothes and fee- smiling sweetly of course- with an aberrant haste. That stuff got to me, made me want to torch or kick something. Most times I forced myself to just relax though, take a smoke, kick back and play the bass. I couldn’t be bothered with people most days…my ‘Apocalypse’ and guitar were enough for me.

As much as the whole home topic unnerved me, I admit it did get a chuckle or two occasionally. Like when my band mates asked me if the folks at home were ever worried about me. C’mon guys, what does it look like? No one was ever there and when they were not something I’d like to yammer about. Normally it wasn’t a hard topic to cut around; No one paid someone like me to regale them with his or her life story, they paid for all the sweet stuff, the rush, the cute face and of course, the sex. Typical.

"Balasan" / Karma

2008-07-11T03:04:00.000-07:00

"I've received some negative reports about CBN girls which I think is not so good. What is this? Is this the way CBN girls are? Cheating, not paying for your food at the canteen, lying to your parents? Nevermind, one day you will get your balasan"

"Anyway, we've got some special activities prepared for the form three and form five students. So make sure you all come down to the hall by 8 o'clock sharp. I will ask the prefects to go round and make sure no one is hiding in the class or in the toilets. If i catch anyone doing that, you will be in trouble."

Quote unquote. Although the details may be a little sketchy, that is what Puan Nancy had to say during the routine morning assembly. Well, whatever.

So, we took our own sweet time coming down to the hall. Honestly, we weren't really all that hyped up to listen to this "ceramah" or whatever it was. It really seemed more like an advertisment for "Brand's chicken essence" rather than anything else. If I may add, a VERY long advert it was too.

Since, I wasn't listening much (like there was any point to in the first place), I'll just sum it up as short as possible. Basically, these Brand's people come to the school, looking for the next "poster boy" (or girl in this case), for their Brand's commercial or advertisment. I mean, I always felt that it was cheesy the way Brand's was trying to promote their products by using those "cream of the crop" or Top A students as their lame poster boy. Come on, I'll bet that most of these Top A scorers haven't even tried "Brand's Chicken Essence" in their lifetime, and even if they did, I'm sure it wasn't on a regular basis.

After an hour's worth of torture, having to listen about the so called "goodness" of Brand's, we were given the privellege (insert sarcasm) to try out this product of theirs. I wasn't too keen on trying it out, especially after seeing the faces of all those who tried it, only to see them dashing towards the nearest drain or sink with a look on thier face that screams "disgusting". Well, no harm in trying.

Shockingly, I really liked it! I thought I was weird, but then I saw others like Zazlin drinking 6 BOTTLES of it. Wow, she must be hyper by now. Being in a class with a bunch of people who hated that drink has its advantages. For one, people kept offering their drink up, as to not waste it. Of course, I didn't hessitate to have my fill. But then again, one can't have too much of a good thing. Even so, I still ended up drinking 3 bottles.

Another interesting thing that happened, was the appearance of the school's special "mascot". The jungle monkeys. It was during the interval between Chemistry and Physics class, and we were moving from one lab to the other. You couldn't help but notice the group of monkeys that were playing around the fencing of the school(facing the jungle and near the school gate). Some of the monkeys enjoyed jumping around, using the tree branch as a trampoline, some sat and ate the bananas, whereas some were just chasing each other around. Anyway, we watched the monkeys like it was some kind of entertainment for some 15 minutes, and Pn Tan didn't seem to mind. There was even a monkey hmping on a tree branch. Ewww... But still, its interesting to watch. Afterall, "monkey porn" turns you on doesn't it (laughs)

There were some cars that were parked right underneath where the monkeys were playing, and amoung those cars were Puan Nancy's. Monkeys, crawled on her car, scratching her car each time they jumped up and down also creating some slightly muddy footprints too. I wonder what her reaction would be when she sees her precious car in that state. Hmmm, maybe this is what Puan Nancy meant by "balasan".

Do you remember?

2008-07-05T12:24:00.000-07:00

Do you remember when little things made you so happy?
Do you remember when simple things made you smile?

Do you remember when little things made you so sad?
Do you remember when simple things made you cry?

I've always wondered, why as a child, you'd get so happy over the simplest of things ,like receiving a sweet. Get so sad when you lose your doll. Cry when you've been scolded and even smile for simply no reason at all. Even now I still think about it sometimes when I see a small child running about at the park or crying in public.

The children seem to be so care-free about their emotions. To tell the truth, I'm jealous. I'm jealous because we as "adults" or grown ups, so to speak, aren't allowed to do that, let loose our emotions i mean.

Take for example, when the simplest of things make you sad or angry, you can't cry about it in public. You can't throw a tantrum. You can't whine and complain about everything to your mommy hoping she'll make you feel better. When you're three years old and do that, many others will say, "Oh, they're still small, its okay". How many times have you heard that line?
I guess they are implying that because we are "adults" we are not allowed to express our emotions.

I can't remember the last time I was able to cry as much as I want when i was sad. I can't remember the time when I could complain as much as I want when i was dissatisfied. Heck, I can't even remember the last time I threw a tantrum when I was angry.

Humans are generally fragile beings. Well, I am at least. I'm not trying to make myself look pitiful or anything, but I'm really not a strong person. Its so easy to make me happy or sad. I sometimes wonder how am I ever going to survive in this world which has full of ups and downs.

I envy the people who are able to "let go" of things so easily.Me? I get so worked up over trivials things like passing up homework late. No wonder I've got loads of white hair nowadays.

Maybe the trick is to just simply take it as life goes on. Life IS simple afterall.

You know life can be simple
You know life is simple

Because the best thing in life is yet to come
Because the best is yet to come

Two faced

2008-07-04T01:33:00.000-07:00

I just love how "she" casually tries to waltz right into my life. Let me tell you one thing "hun-neh", you can't buy love. Especially mine.

Can you believe the nerve of "her"? She bought me a pair of pearl earrings and a pink scarf from China (which i believe is both immitated by the way) and gave it to me via my dad. Dad said it was a gift to HIM from his friend, but who gives earrings and pink scarfs to a guy anyway? What the fuck man. When i first saw those gifts and took them into my hand, I thought, "heck, maybe she wanted to be nice to me you know? Maybe she's not ALL that bad". But nuh-uh, no. She wanted to play the role of the "good guy" trying to be the first one to break the boundary that seperates us both. Don't try to act all innocent behind that cheeky smile of yours. I know you're two faced.

To think that she didn't even get anything for my bro too. Typical.

Honestly, I'd prefer if she'd stay the hell away from me. She's caused enough damage as it is, and I can't imagine things getting any worse.

Its amazing just how phenomenally bad printers can be

2008-07-03T06:34:00.000-07:00

My printer died on me again just when I wanted to print something out for the Morale presentation.

I watched some tutorial videos from youtube on DIY "fixing printers" and such, but it was useless. Aha, I even watched one where this guy was bitching about the printer and i couldn't help but chuckle when i realised that everything he was complaining about, was happening to me too, as you will see when you read on.

Anyway, I got so frustrated with the printer. Trying for two fucking hours just to print ONE sheet of paper.Plus, I wasn't using coloured ink or anything like that.No, just BLACK ink. Is that so hard?

The damn printer pissed me off to no ends, I thought I'd try to search the web. Maybe I'd be able to fix my problem if I searched there.I searched everywhere, yahoo! answers, asked some people via email, nothing. Seems alot of people had the same shitty printer as me.

I've always hated how you cannot print something when the "colour" ink tank was running low. Who cares if the colour ink tank is low? I wanted to print BLACK text on a sheet of paper, not some rainbow-coloured junk.

And don't get me started on the ink cartridges. You have to use the cartridges with the SAME "serial" or "code" number as the printer. What the hell man? Even if the cartridges are the samefucking size & shape, it won't work all because the label on the outside says so. What? Will there be an apocolypse if the correct ink cartridge number is not used?Is it really so important to have a different bunch of serial codes for the SAME black cartridge, coming from the SAME company? I don't think so, so fuck that.

Its also funny how the printer almost, always fails on you every time you actually need it. It like at the most critical of times when, you have a project to hand in, or an email to print out, BAM! The paper gets jammed, or the black ink has finshed or heaven forbid what comes next.Honestly, it'd be much easier to take care of a dog that this piece of crap.

Now excuse me while I go and strip my printer apart. Hopefully, I'll be able to find out why the hell my printer doesn't work soon enough.

Just how peversed are you?

2008-07-02T00:45:00.000-07:00

Take a look at this picture.
What do you see?
Check the explanation below.
You'll find this very interesting :)

You saw a couple in an intimate pose right?
Interestingly, research has shown that young children cannot identify the intimate couple because they do not have prior memory associated with such scenario.
What they WILL see is NINE DOLPHINS in the picture.
So, i guess its proven that you are no "innocent" child anymore.
If you can't find the dolphins within six seconds, you need help.

AFS letter

2008-07-01T16:35:00.000-07:00

I was told that they had the AFS interview at V.I (Victoria institute) last Thursday, and I can't really say I'm too happy about it. Well, for one, I didn't receive any confirmation letter from the government or the AFS staff themselves. And well, I missed the interview as a result of that. I just don't understand why i didn't receive the letter.

I suppose that there were too many applicants and they couldn't afford to send out notifications to each and everyone of us, but I mean they could have at least have the courtesy to apologize to those who didn't receive the letter or to those who were in the same situation as me. Can't say that I was totally the "victim" though. Maybe it was my fault too that I never bothered to call and ask if I was accepted. Hmm, come to think of it, maybe they did send the letter but somehow it never got to me in the first place.

So, until the very day the interview took place, I never knew if I've gotten through or not. It wasn't until the next day (Friday) , someone told me that the AFS staff and interviewers were looking for me the day before and that my name was constantly beng called out. What the hell man.

Okay, that was that. To think that I worked so hard to fill in the application form (taking photos and etc.), paid twenty bucks, and found out that I managed to get an interview only to find myself having missed the interview. Am I mssing something here? It really all just an accident or my bad luck?

Anyway, I've gotten over this whole "accident" by now. I'm not upset anymore...but can't say I'm happy either. Maybe its just one of those things which you really can't help.

By the way, I just got a chuckle from myself thinking how ironic this whole incident was. You see, I was dropping my brother off to school at V.I on the day of the interview, but i never got the chance to ask why so many people were inside. More so, when my dad went to pick my brother up from school and he too saw many people there, but wasn't too curious about it.

Now that I think about it, if I had been more curious about what was going on that day, I might not have missed the interview.

www.afs.org.my

Ocean of Fire

2008-06-30T21:33:00.000-07:00

This was just a random moment for me.

It all started during my trip to Penang last year, my cousin, Elysha or El for short took me over to KDU penang college's open day <---(? not sure). Seems like her young brother , Mikael was going to provide some entertainment for the public during the open day. What entertainment? Well, I found out that he was going to play in his band called "Little Inferno" as part of the entertainment. I was seriously excited. I know Mikael has been working hard with his bass guitar and all, and was seriously looking forward to actually watch him play instead of just hearing him strumming with his bass behind closed doors at home. "Little Inferno". I didn't understand then why it was called that, but i didn't care. It was somehow, giving off that " deadly but cute" feeling if you know what i mean. I didn't find out till later from El that Mikael and his band mates were called "Little Inferno" in response to their mentor band, "Ocean of fire" and boy were they good. Lucky me when guess what? I found out that Ocean of Fire were performing there at KDU too. "How good were they?", "What makes them so popular?", "Why did my cousin brother see the band as his mentor?" These thoughts ran through my head over and over again like a bullet constantly piercing my mind. I'm not making this up, i was SERIOUSLY curious. It was 1:00 o'clock in the afternoon, it was hot and it didn't help that we were in a partially open-aired place too. Anyway finally, the wait was over. It was "Ocean of Fire"'s turn to play, and maybe it was just me but the place suddenly got real crowded. Its like everyone wanted to see just how good these guys really were .When they started playing, I was literally blown away. Their music was a mixture of a little bit of rock, metal and even jazz. Aha, it would seem appropriate that they'd name their ablum " arockfunkjazznotsometalproject". :) El told me that even with their good playing, they can't really go far as they have no singer, which is a pity cause I'd really like them to go big. Mikael's band was good too, but there were some mistakes here and there. But it was understandable, after all, they had a few member short. Ireally liked their rendition of Greenday's "Wake me up when September ends" and Nirvana. Hey, it was good. Here's a sample of the group's music. And it really is "arockfunkjazznotsometal" track.

˜river dance - ocean of fire (kelvyn yeang)

www.myspace.com/oceanoffire1

Happy Birthday mom

2008-06-30T00:00:00.000-07:00

Happy 46th Birthday mom! May God bless you.

We went too see you yesterday but it was raining very heavily till the point we couldn't even get out of the car. We can't go today either cause there was school and all. Maybe tomorrow?

Love you :)

Grotesque

2007-12-16T21:48:00.000-08:00

Grotesque.

It was the tittle of the latest book i was reading, about the dwelling of the mind of a prostitute. How she goes through life having the easiet job and money in the world, but how she still suffers so.

To tell the truth, the first thing that caught my eye wasn't the storyline at all...It was the tittle. Grotesque gives the meaning of "gross" or "disgusting" which I can see why it was used as it fits perfectly into the theme of the storybook. Personally, I don't think prostitution is bad,its just that people think its bad, because there is a difference between a prostitute and a WHORE. In my dictionary, a prostitute does what he/she does out of desperation, but a whore? Just for the fun of it. Disgusting.

What is considered to be "disgusting"? Its like asking what is considered something to be "feared". The world is a diverse place with different thinking and cultures. What you consider as "disgusting" may not be for someone else.

What would you do? if you saw a picture of an unknown woman wrapped in just a towel, in one of your family member's phone? I don't know. The first thing I did was scream "Argh, that bitch!!" in my mind but more so, I wanted to give him a swift kick in the butt.

I can't blame him for wanting to find new love, i know it can get lonely but why a whore? She looks like one of those dipsy hill billies & a mixture of "lala" who think is "sexy" by taking semi-naked pictures, plus i think she's from China to boot. She doesn't understand a word of english OR malay and she only knows mandarin. Now I may not be good in speaking chinese but i do know that there are quite a number of people in K.L who can speak cantonese isn't there?

The picture? Painful to look at, I hope i can burn it.

If possible, i don't want to dwell in to deeply into my personal life. Maybe I'm just not ready.

Anyway, I found out that it had been at least 7 months (not incuding this month) that they had met. I can't believe he thinks I'm stupid, that I won't find out, or that I'm too young to understand. I'm more angry at the fact that he won't tell us rather than the fact that he is even seeing that whore. What is he implying here? Is she too good for us (my bro too) ? Or are you just ashamed to let us meet her?

The months went by since November last year when i found out, until I'm now at the point where you have that "I don't care" mentality anymore. Its strange, i don't feel depressed nor angry. I just don't give a fuck anymore.

Maybe this is my definition of "Grotesque"

Indiana Jones 4 : Kingdom of the Crystal Skull

2007-11-28T22:30:00.000-08:00

Let me first tell you guys that I had already read some reviews of this movie beforehand and let me tell you that the verdict...was not good. Alot of criticisms on this movie. Possible spoilers warning, but I'll try to refrain from doing that.

Why is that? Well, if you're going to put together two genuises like George Lucas and Steven Speilberg together, there's bound to be something wrong. But, I gave this movie a shot anyway, I mean, how bad can it be right?

As far as I know, there are alot of "mixed" feelings for this movie. Some of the people hated it, some loved it, but hey there are bound to be some haters and lovers in any movie so I'm not complaining there.

Okay, so I went to the movies with my Dad a week (? or two maybe) after the release of Indiana Jones. We grabbed some drinks and a small box of popcorn on the way into the theater, you know the usual stuff. So, we entered the theater and took our seats. I was lucky enough to grab good seats at the upper section of the theater. :)

Anyway, the movie started out alright. They explained the plot quite nicely at the beginning. Showing us the top secret military item at area 51, introducing Mutt Williams, playing out the scene when they go to the gravesite, it was okay. I stop there cause that is when everything goes downhill. Why is it so bad?

Plotwise

The plot is stupid. It is so bad, that I was definitely sure that the writers were on crack when coming up with the plot for this one. I mean , aliens?

Everytime you mention Indiana Jones, you imagine Indie running away from a giant rolling boulder or Indie swinging using his whip or something which I could at least call logical. Okay, I admit that the previous movies were not ALL that logical either but at least they made some sense. But with this one, its just so wrong. Don't believe me?

Okay, let me just brief you on how bad the plot is.

Many, many years ago, some crusader guy took an alien skull A.K.A crystal skull from one of the rooms inside the Aztec temple. Now, this room can only be accessed with the help of the alien's skull A.K.A crystal skull. Without it, there is NO WAY of getting in or out from that room. Meaning, how did the crusader manage to steal the Crystal Skull anyway?

another one

In the scene where Indie is captured by those Russian communists, he sees the corpse AND crystal skull of one of the aliens. So, I was thinking , "Hey, now they have two skulls!" . Turns out that the skull you see in the camp is not the skull you want. Apparantly it has to be a "specific" skull but they never mentioned why.

Fine,I shouldn't be too analytical with movies, afterall they were made to be "fantasy action" like. But putting aside all of the terrible plot holes. There is one thing that I just can't accept. During the scene when they fell of the waterfall, I knew they weren't going to die (cause they're the main character and all) but I at least expected them to be injured or something. But no, they didn't injure themselves but had the balls to fall of ANOTHER waterfall. Oho ho, it doesn't stop there. After falling of two waterfalls, they then fall of Niagra falls waterfall. I mean, what the hell man. They should be dead, or injured at least by the "jaggered rocks" that I think were at the bottom of the falls.

Contrary to what many others said, I think there was good use of CG in this movie. Like in the part the "giant mutated ants" crawled around and into some guy's mouth. Just thinking about it is giving me goosebumps. Disturbing.

Well, whatever I may have thought, the movie was still entertaining to watch. But if you're an Indiana Jones fan, boy will you be dissapointed. I guess normal viewers like me will still enjoy this movie even with all its plot holes and bad script writing.

To put in short, look at it as an INDIANA JONES movie and it will suck. Look at it as a normal action thriller movie and you might just enjoy yourself watching it.

New blog

2007-10-11T23:50:00.000-07:00

Just a little intro here,

If you know me, then you must know that this is probably the secong or third blog I've opened up in the past 5/ 6 years or so.

Unlike many other bloggers out there, I have this really REALLY bad habit of starting and then discontinuing my blogs for personal reasons. Which I admit is a really bad habit, and i should probably get down to writing some "real" stuff and not just gibberish. I've promised myself that i would try to update as many times as possible so be patient with me ayte?
I'll tell you more about myself, but we'll get to that later.

So why another blog? Or better yet , why start another blog NOW?

The idea just popped into my head while I was taking a shower, I plan to use this blog as sort of a "rant " blog. I just love doing that, its great. stupid excuse I know but its the truth.

Come on, there can be no denying that everyone in this world loves to criticise , whether you're 10 years old, or even 50. There is always something to complain about, even if it is the most minute of things. Human nature maybe? I don't know.

Okay, so lets get on with the introduction like I promised shall we?

Germsie here is the terrorfying result of a generation raised on puzzle games, MTV and old films. She wishes to share her love for these three things: games, music and movies to the world. But unfortunately, time wouldn't let her (school, projects and etc.) So, one day she decided that she wasn't going to wait till she finished school just so that she could "express herself". "Why wait?" she thought. After all, this is a free world and we are all given the freedom of speech. So she got on to the computer and started typing everything ...everything she wanted to tell the world. Whether people would read it or not she wasn't too concerned. Of course, a few listeners here and there would help her with the "push" she needs. So , here you readers are now, reading the first post of what Germsie hopes to be a long-running blog. :)