Scribbles.

My Mind is the Scene of the Crime

2010-06-20T11:34:00.002+08:00

I don't know if I'm eligible for this contest but I really want to win those tickets. Well, to win them I need to share my secrets with you guys. A secret that I don't want to share because it might change the world. As Leonardo DiCaprio, Dom Cobb, said "A single idea from the human mind can build cities, an idea can transform the world and rewrite all the rules."

Some examples of ideas that have changed the way we perceive certain things are like the innovation of the iPod, iPhone and iPad. I might sound like an Apple fanboy but trust me, I'm not. Now for my idea that I would like to keep in my mind so that people don't steal it.

Well, obviously I don't want people to know of it. If I tell you people, you guys would just copy me and win the tickets for yourself. Ideas are not meant to be stolen. Ideas make people distinctive from one another, which is why you need to give me the tickets so that I could share it with you guys and we can rewrite all the rules!

Started With A Bang

2010-01-13T04:07:00.002+08:00

I haven't updated my blog in ages. Well since I'm doing my assignment, I'll update it now. It's so funny that I chose this time to update my blog instead of rushing to finish up my assignment. I can't sleep. Not because of assignments, but because of something tragic that has occurred in my life recently. It's always the case. You don't know how much a particular person is worth in your life until you lose them. When they are around, you take them for granted. Get lazy to entertain their request. Or just plain ignore them. But when they are gone, then you realize the impact of that person. It's always too late when we begin to realize. No matter what anyone say's, it only takes a few seconds for you to regret your past actions.

I better get back to my assignment.

Quotes

2009-12-06T23:08:00.003+08:00

I love quotes. One of my favorite quote of late is by a 'friend' of mine that plays football in USJ 20. He's I think in form 4. He's a little bit nerdy. A tremendous footballer. And he said this to someone's dad. "Fuck you la Uncle." It was so random, I burst out laughing. The said uncle didn't do anything about it. I think he felt it to be funny since it came out from such an innocent boy. Lol.

On another note, I love the words people use nowadays. In the old days, people used to say "Aku tackle mamat ni, pastu kaki dia patah sial." Now though, there are various synonyms for the word 'tackle'. For instance, "Aku PARAP/TAJI/CANTAS/TAPAK mamat ni, pastu kaki dia patah sial." Wtf.

My current favorite though is from my friend, Tarmizi. I don't know where he got this from but he claims it's from his uni mates. You know that situation when some people are a little bit emotional about certain things and we brand them names such as emo. Well, Tarmizi has his own way of saying it. Irtos or better known as Irrrr. How to use it in words? The prime example would be just saying "Irrrr." whenever someone says something provocative. "Bodoh sial kau ni." The immediate reply would be "Irrrr." Another one is "Terbaik" or "Paling baik". Just add the letters 'ter' and 'paling' to another and it becomes sort of funny.

That's all for today. IRRRR.

Anxiety

2009-12-03T19:15:00.002+08:00

Today was THE day. At 6pm, my results for my examination would be out. I was shit scared. At first I had it registered in my mind that I would not check my results today. As if I produced crap results, I would not enjoy my holiday in Bandung next week. But then the option to check was too tempting. I really wanted to know how I did. My heart was thumping so hard as if it was gonna burst through my chest. I felt like vomiting. I was coughing like a 70 year old. It was 6.01pm. Results were out already. Without a second thought, I checked my results using my ever so awesome phone.

Hey

2009-12-02T19:54:00.002+08:00

I went to the curve recently and the journey cost me RM 40+. What a rip off. A normal RM 1 journey turned into a RM 40 one. So unfair. Anyway, holidays about to come to an end in two weeks time as I start summer school. Going to Bandung next week so don't miss me too much okay. Kikiki. UPDATED!

I watched Inglorious Basterds recently. I think it's awesome.

Return of the King

2009-11-17T00:45:00.003+08:00

It's been ages since I've updated by blog. I've just been plain lazy to update this thing but it's time for a revive. To start things off, I'm on a one month break. So expect this blog to be updated regularly. Well, not really regularly but much better than last time.

To celebrate the holidays, I have 'acquired' some rather nice movies. First one that was 'acquired' was "Reservoir Dogs". It's a classic in it's own right. I wouldn't say it's one of my favorite movies but it's alright. Next up on the list is, "My Sister's Keeper". I have yet to watch this one. And a couple more.

There's not many movies to look forward to this month except maybe the new Twilight movie. I'm not a fan but I'll just watch it anyway. Just to feel my time. Seriously. Though I have two futsal tournament's coming up. So I think that should do the job.

Syaira's classes are starting soon so I'll be home playing Need For Speed Shift. It's quite nice but I think I prefer Gran Turismo. I don't know. And about the story that I was supposed to write, F that idea coz I'm just plain lazy and I think it's a little bit too cliche. As if I'm such a pro hey. Lol.

Recently, the parents and I test drived a Alfa Mito. It's quite a nippy car and feels kinda fast but it sure is ugly. The rear end is okay but the front "BAPAK BURUK BAI". Maybe it's coz of the color because in the pamplet it doesn't look that bad. We also drove the Alfa 159 which was sleeker and looks so much better. Frankly, I prefer the Golf GTI but I'm more than happy with what I have.

Bye.

Mr Lonely

2009-10-09T00:41:00.003+08:00

You know, I've figured out a new story to write. Funnily, I was supposed to concentrate on my lecture but all I was thinking bout was writing this story. Now, I don't claim to be a good story teller but I have a heavy passion for writing. I love writing stories, I don't know why but I just do. I'm not gonna write the story now though because I've not yet thought of the intro but the ending is cracking in my opinion. Hahaha. Plus, I'm writing this blog with my iPod touch. I know, poyo. Typing on the iPod is so much better than typing on my phone. Iget more accurate results when compared to typing on my phone.

Anyway, I just watched 500 days of summer. I loved that movie because it was not yr run of mill love story. It's diferent and in my books, different is gooooood. Plus Zooey D is sooo hot. Lek eh you. Hihihihi. I highly recommend that movie for your viewing pleasure. Typing bout movies, I just watched two revenge based movies. One is a British movie titled "Dead Man's Shoe", the other a Korean movie titled "Oldboy". Both are superb in their own style. Watching "Dead Man's Shoe", I nearly, let me emphasize, NEARLY cried because of the fantastic acting by Paddy Considine. Seriously he was that good. On another note "Oldboy" ventures into a diferent category and is an awesome movie. Please watch both as it's the type of movie that'll leave you thinking bout it days after you've watched it.
That's all for this update. By the way, the story that I have in mind is titled "Mr. Lonely". LOL!

Selamat Hari Raya

2009-10-03T16:35:00.000+08:00

Awww.

Something New

2009-09-18T15:04:00.004+08:00

Recently, I acquired a new phone. I'm not gonna tell what phone I bought but yes, I have a new phone. It's been a week since I have owned this phone. So far, so good (touch wood). The touch has been good. Typing sms's has not been a problem. The browser too is good. Youtube is surprisingly fast. Now since I have this phone, I've been reading up a lot about it. Trying to get maximum use of it. So in theory, I should be an iPhone hater. So since I'm a convert now. Here's a picture to prove that I truly hate the iPhone. Bare in mind, I have an iPod Touch. I still love it. Sorry for hating your sibling. I still love you iPod Touch.*I got this picture from some site. So read this properly. THIS IS PICTURE IS NOT DERIVED FROM MY CREATIVE MIND. DON'T SUE ME. THANK YOU.
*To those who are a little bit slow, the iPhone does not have video calling capabilities. And my phone has. Hence the picture. Thank you.
*Sorry Kak Long. Thank you.

Freefall

2009-09-16T02:03:00.002+08:00

Imagine doing your first sky dive. Your adrenaline is pumped. You just can't wait to get off that plane to experience something new. A different form of floating to a certain extent. Having the wind brush against your face making you look rather foolish. You jump off that plane, WOOOOOOO. Everything seems fine. You get that adrenaline rush everyone's talking about. The time to pull your chute has come, but it gets jammed. You panic. But then you realise that you still have your reserve. All havoc restored. Not really. Your reserve also jammed up. The chute got stuck under your main one. Now you get all panicky. You start having flashes of your 46 years of living. You suddenly pray to God. Most probably, in a matter of seconds, you die. I mean, what are the odds of surviving a freefall 30,000 feet?

But believe or not, people have survived from that high up. It's incredible actually.
Check this out.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vesna_Vulovi%C4%87

Thats all. The post was planned better in my head. It looks crap now. But what the hell.

Divided Emotions

2009-09-15T22:34:00.002+08:00

Raya's approaching. This coming Sunday to be exact. But it's different this time around for my family. The reason's are not to be blogged about but it's just not the same. Life is hard. It's sometimes unfair. I'm sure many people have gone through their ups and downs. And I'm sure I have a long way to go before I can sit down on my rocking chair and just chill while I see my kids struggling, studying for finals, last minute assignments, failed love life. So many things. I would like to quote Renton of Trainspotting.

"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?"

This doesn't mean I'm gonna get addicted to heroin or anything. I've not poked any drugs into me mind. I just find that movie "Trainspotting", awesome. I watched that movie and "Snatch" recently, and I find that I love British movies. Or atleast movies with British actors/actress. I guess their type of humor is a little bit different than the norm. I loved "Run Fatboy Run", "Hot Fuzz", "Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels". I think I just love their accent. Ah, life.

BABIES

2009-08-28T00:14:00.001+08:00

Snowy recently gave birth to two guinea babies. One of them is all white with red eyes. And has a mixture of black and brown all over it. The white one is gonna be called Bino, because well it's all white. The other one, I still haven't figured out a name for it yet. But anyway, I'll be posting pictures of them soon. I just got my DSLR back. So expect pictures to be up in a few days. Bino is super cute by the way. She can't squeak. She tries so hard to squeak but all that comes out of her mouth is air and a little clicking sound. Damn cute I say. That's all for now but be wary of a picture update later. See ya.

Zee Avi

2009-08-11T00:55:00.005+08:00

I'm not sure whether you've heard of this name before. Her name came out several times a day in our local radio station. You might have listened to her song though not know of her name. Well, I'm spreading her fame here by letting you people out there know of her existence. Unfortunately, I think I have a very limited amount of readers. I sound so pathetic but what the hell, I'll just write this entry anyway.

Zee Avi. She's a Malaysian artist from Miri. Two months ago, I think, she appeared on Carson Daly. Carson "Freaking" Daly, the dude who used to host TRL on MTV. Anyway, I think her voice is so soothing. It's so different compared to the songs we've been listening everytime we head to work or wherever. She's something like Yuna I suppose, another Malaysian artist by the way. Anyway, I just like her voice. So Corinne Bailey Rae. It's a cool song to listen to when you're studying or just laying down on your hammock while enjoying the evening breeze. That sounded gay but seriously, I'm pretty sure many people would enjoy moments like that. So peaceful.

On a different note, Monash is not a club scene. It's not like Maison or Zouk or Euphoria. I was at the library just now (yes, I do visit the library occasionally) and outside the library, there were people playing loud music. And I do mean damn loud music. If it was Zee Avi, Yuna, or James Morrison music, I don't mind. But nooo, it's some trance Lady Gaga remix club edition music. I mean, what the hell, it's a freaking university! Okay, you can't always have tutorials and lectures and stuff. But chose the right time for these sort of events please. I saw many disgruntled faces when the music got too loud. And many people left the library because of the major distraction (I might have exaggerated).

It's been awhile since my last update hasn't it. Now I feel like writing and writing. You know, I want a lot of things. I want to buy the Nokia 5730 or maybe the Nokia 5800. I also want to get myself a Rayban Aviator. I want to buy lots of PS3 games. I want to buy lots of cool DVDs. I want to collect football jerseys. But the problem is, I don't have any money. And when I do get the money, I just don't feel like spending it. I mean, all the things I've listed down are all just luxuries. I don't need any of them. I sure can survive without them. But why? Why are we all driven by this unnecessary want? Is it greed? Is it just the idea of owning such a fancy gadget getting to us? Is it the peer pressure? The want to blend in with the crowd? It's a combination of all of those really. I recently acquired an iPod touch. Prior to getting it, I was excited. Beyond words. But, honestly, that feeling didn't last very long. Don't get me wrong, I still do love my iPod touch. I think it's a wonderful piece of an item. But I was brainwashed by the idea of having it. The idea of owning such a luxury item. We are all guilty of this. I guess it's just our guilty pleasure.

Cleaning Out My Closet

2009-08-06T23:20:00.002+08:00

It's been awhile since my last update. Must be the holiday syndrome where nobody ever updates their blogs once it's the holiday season. Anyway, I've been thinking about the timetables in Monash and the timetables when I was in Taylors ICPU. I loved the way I studied in ICPU. It's so different to when I was at school and Monash.

In ICPU, the timetable was more like this;

Lets say I have a 9am Calculus on Monday, on Tuesday at 9am I still have Calculus. And it goes on till Friday. It's a daily routine. In Monash though, if I have Calculus on Monday, the next time I'll have Calculus again is on the next Monday.

Maybe I'm complaining too much. But I think I learn more the ICPU style. Seriously. My grades have dropped by quite a lot compared to my time in ICPU. I used to score 80s, but now I can only manage 60s. Ah, whatever. Just another rant. See ya.

Untitled

2009-07-04T21:36:00.004+08:00

The funny faces of my girlfriend.

Hahaha. Okay, kesian. A nice picture of her.

She's priceless. :)

Random

2009-07-04T00:17:00.001+08:00

I love my girlfriend alot.

Payback

2009-07-02T19:10:00.002+08:00

If you head on to the link provided on your right, there's a really ugly picture of me looking like a queer. Now, I can post a video as a means to revenge that person's entry post but I'm too kind. TAU KAU TAKUT!

Anyway, I just got a new laptop. Not a normal laptop though. It's a mini laptop. Let me just say that ITS FREAKING SMALL. Hence the name I guess. I might sound kinda jakun here but what the hell man, it's something new to me so bugger off. There comes my english accent.

By the way, Syahirah Hidayah is funny. She's ma homie, ma brah, ma partner fo life. She was like a real gangster just now. Sitting on her chair, feet up on the computer desk with big ass microphones over her head. Had she got a cuban cigar, a trilby hat and was suited up, she could have looked like a damn mafia. Well, that's ma girl. Don't be messing with her man. You gonna pay!

HAHAHAHAHA.

The Usual Suspects

2009-07-01T16:25:00.003+08:00

I just watched 'The Usual Suspects'. Let me say it's just an awesome movie. I won't tell any details whatsoever about the movie because I might just spoil it but this clip alone shows how much you must watch this movie.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-f8hwafsIU

Okay, I don't know how to put that youtube video on the post but just check out the link. And okay, maybe the link isn't enough to convince you people to watch the movie but trust me, it's gooood. Oh, Benicio Del Toro was ace in it. He's so muthafuckin coool!

Addiction

2009-06-28T11:18:00.003+08:00

Addiction can be a good thing. I have been addicted to many things before and some have paid dividends. I used to love buying football cards. I would buy them every single week because that time, it was the 'in' thing. I think I spent more than RM1000 on those football cards. Eventually I stopped playing them because I had a huge whole in my wallet.

Then I was addicted to Fawwaz's famous 'roti telur'. Okay, maybe the word addict does not sum up how I exactly feel about these particular items but yeah, there were moments in my life that I would go to certain lengths just to get that specific thing. I ate the 'roti telur' almost everyday before I went to my class. Now I've stopped eating it but then decided to eat their 'tosai'. It's fucking brilliant I say.

Now, I'm addicted to this game on my psp. It's titled Football Manager 2009. I'm on my 5th season with Liverpool. Finished 9th in my first season, 3rd in my 2nd and 3rd season. And finally being champions in my 4th season. I just love the feeling of winning something so prestigious even though it's only in game form. The only title I have elluded is the UEFA Champions League. Call me a geek, call me a freak. I'll still play that game cause it's totally awesome. You have 4 hours to spare. What do you do? Play FM 2009. Four hours will past by in a flash.

Oh, talking about four hours. I recently watched The Lord Of The Rings trilogy. EXTENDED VERSION! Believe or not, I wasn't really interested in this movie but since I had time to spare, I just gave it a shot. I enjoyed the movie though it was one hell of a ride. I loved Gollum. He was a really love hate character. You would feel pity and hatred for him because of what he is and what he can be. I thought Gandalf was played brilliantly too. Guess I'm the only blogger reliving the story of 2003. Oh well, it doesn't hurt to tell right?

I guess I have lots on my mind right now. I feel like writing and writing non stop. I feel that when a blogger has a post that's mainly text oriented, the reader won't get attracted to the blog. Text seem boring and dull but when a person applies the time and effort to read a certain post, the text would seem rather interesting and captivating. I guess our general perception on things need to change. I admit, I am one of those people who loses interest when I see a blog that is mainly words. Well guess what, this post has many words. I think we need to open our selves to everything. Give a chance to certain stuff because who knows, you might learn something new.

Okay, it's getting kinda lame here. Honestly, I do feel like writing more. But I'm tired. OHH, I feel it's rather weird that when people are on holidays, you would see many blogs unupdated. But then when school/university/college starts, blogs would be updated. Some even three times a day. Now that's what I call a holiday.

Whoop ass

2009-06-27T00:59:00.000+08:00

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Just Because

2009-06-26T15:36:00.002+08:00

I'm sure many blogs would pay their respect to the late Michael Jackson. And many people would update their twitter, facebook, myspace, friendster, etc. to tribute the pop legend. But why now? Is it just because he is dead. Many people don't personally know him. Many people despise him for his acts. I'm not a hater but I hate posers who act as if he(Michael Jackson) really had a dramatic effect on that particular person's life. I mean, how many post would you see saying "RIP MJ, we'll miss you"? Thousands I tell you. Yet I doubt any of them really means it. It's the same when Heath Ledger passed away. Everyone was so sad because he was such a talented actor. Yet do you honestly think Malaysians, Americans or whatever nation are really that attached to that actor? Some people only mourn these deaths because it's the "thing" to do. They don't actually feel sad. It's just that a lot of people are doing it. Go open your facebook home page and tell me how many people wrote about Michael Jackson.

This world needs a death to only realise something or someone talented. How pathetic. You should appreciate things as they are, not just begin to realise it's worth once it's gone. Rant over.

As Promised

2009-06-21T16:11:00.002+08:00

Despair In The Departure Lounge

2009-06-10T21:23:00.002+08:00

Carrying on the topic of airflight disasters, the 'black box' of the airplane is crucial to identifying the cause of that certain incident. Unfortunately in the recent disaster, the 'blackbox' might not be found thanks to the wide scope and the depth of the ocean. And did you know that the 'black box' is actually orange in color? Bet you didn't know that. You learn a new thing everyday. Anyway, here's a conversation that was caught in the 'black box' of an airplane that touched my heart.

Atlantic Southeast Airlines Flight 529 August 21, 1995—Carrollton, Georgia 21 minutes into its flight, Flight 529’s left engine has fallen apart or exploded. Parts of the propeller blades are wedged against the wing and the front part of the cowling is destroyed. The captain and seven passengers will die. The copilot will survive with burns over 80% of his body.

Captain. [To copilot] Help me. Help me hold it. Help me hold it. Help me hold it.

Cabin: [Vibrating sound of the stick shaker starts warning of stall.]

Copilot: Amy, I love you.

Cabin: [Sound of grunting; sound of impact.]

End of tape.

Damn sad. :(

[Source: Wikipedia]

Jibberish

2009-06-07T01:22:00.001+08:00

Quote Of The Day

"They are quiet people."

Inside joke. So just ignore this post. I'll come up with better entries to read in two weeks time maybe because exams are just around the corner. So bye.

A Moment Of Silence

2009-06-03T00:09:00.002+08:00

I just read about the Air France flight from Brazil to France that disappeared from the radar. It's a truly tragic event. I can't say I know how the families effected feel but I'm really disturbed by this news. Imagining the thoughts of the passengers as the plane plummets into the ocean is horrifying. I might not even think about this tomorrow but it is bothering me right now. I've been reading about it since Tuesday morning. I'm up at 12am (yea, I know it's not late for some of you but it is for me), still reading about the developments to this story. Hopefully the passengers on that plane did not suffer and passed away peacefully.

RIP.

Addiction

2009-06-01T22:42:00.002+08:00

I'm addicted to this particular game on my iPod. The reason being, I don't own the top scorer chart. That position is being occupied by my retarded brother. I don't know how the hell he got such a high score for that game. I was the previous record holder but he beat me by a whopping 20+ points. Must have been his lucky day. Anyway, two weeks on and I still can't beat that said record. But I vow that by the end of this year (yes, I said year because I'm not confident I can beat that record this month or even the next month), I, Muhammad Nasyriq bin Ruslan bin Sulaiman, will beat my brother's record of 127 points on Scramble! It's a matter of pride. Brotherhood rivalry.

Crocodile

2009-06-01T17:12:00.001+08:00

I need new shoes.

Question On Preference

2009-05-27T20:21:00.001+08:00

Do you prefer to pour water into a glass filled with ice or put ice into a glass filled with water?
Do you prefer pouring milk into a bowl of cereal or put cereal into a bowl of milk?
Do you prefer brushing your teeth before you eat or after you eat?
Do you prefer a short sleeved shirt or a long sleeved shirt?
Do you prefer putting your shoes on then your pants or vice versa?

It's just another random thought.

Music In My Head

2009-05-26T22:03:00.003+08:00

I went for my 25minute rpm cycle just now. I also did that yesterday. But today, I did it without my mp3 player. It felt weird. It felt so quiet without music banging into my eardrums. I felt less energetic. I felt demotivated to cycle. Guess music plays a big part in my life. I study with my earphones plugged. Without it, I feel it's too quiet to study. I just need something to get me going. No, this is not a hint. I'm just saying.

Headache

2009-05-25T22:55:00.002+08:00

You know, I still have a headache after having that shot to my face. It's been a full day. This must be how a hangover feels like. Anyway, today has been a really productive day. Completed a number of things and feel really really good about how the day ended.

In two days, I witnessed two fights. One fight was between a friend and a neighbour over football issues. The other is between my guinea pigs. Can't believe they actually fought over dominance. Apparently, that's how they settle their superiority. I don't get this craze on fighting. I mean, why do people fight. And when I mean fight, I mean the physical blood shed type of fights. Yes, certain fights can lead to productive closures but what about fights that have no meaning at all; fighting about girlfriends, fighting about accidentely bumping into one another, fighting about tables, well you get the drift, fighting about things not worth fighting about.

I have never been in a fight, though I have in some cases lost my temper but I have never actually been in a fist fight for that matter. It doesn't resolve any conflict but only increases the tension already witnessed in the first place. What good can fighting or even 'better' gang fights bring to you? A broken bone perhaps? Maybe a few bruises to show for your stupidty? If any person has a certain disagreement with another, it is best to stay away from potential physical harm but just resolve the said issue in a more gentleman conduct; talking. And I don't mean talking in a loud manner but just plain talk. People underestimate the powers of words. Debaters would put these so called warriors to shame.

Like every piece of writing, a moral is extracted from it. I guess it's pretty obvious what I aim to tell people. As the saying goes, the pen is mightier than the sword.

Weird Dreams

2009-05-24T21:38:00.004+08:00

You know I had this very weird dream. I was at a battlefield, getting ready for war. My brother went to war the previous day so I was kinda nervous about it. I didn't know who we were fighting but I was shit scared. I saw the preview of the war and I saw so many people killed. I got scared. I packed my armor, newspaper ( I don't know why I did that), and some other stuff. Anyway, it was freaking jihad. Hahahahah.

On another note, I got kicked in the face two days in a row. Yesterday some foreigner kicked me right in the forehead. Today, Indian Messi kicked the ball at my face. Damn painful. What are the odds I get kicked again tomorrow. And my dad said I shouldn't play football anymore. Hahaha. Gila protective.

I've spent my weekends at home. It wasn't a totally dull weekend though. Lots of drama. Hopefully all is resolved though. I have finally finished watching Season 4 and Season 5 of How I Met Your Mother and Desperate Housewives respectively. I now have nothing to look forward to, tv show wise. I assume many people are having the same problems as me since a number of the tv shows are either in their season finale or have finished the filming of the season. I guess it's exam month everywhere.

Yea, this post is jumbled up. But I have a headache. Getting kick does have that effect on you. Tomorrow's post will be better though.

I Miss

2009-05-19T20:05:00.003+08:00

I miss my yellow mini cooper.
I miss the roar of the engine.
I miss the awesome two tone interior (Yellow and black leather).
I miss the glances of strangers as I zoom pass by Taipan or wherever.
I miss the countless times where I had to push the car because it brokedown on me.
I miss the super cold aircon.
I miss the cool burned cd's I had especially for the car.
I miss the stereo system.
I miss the location of the hon (I've never used the hon because it's put so far away).
I miss filling up only RM40 for full tank of fuel.
I miss my yellow mini cooper.

PS* Whoever stole it, I hope you burn in hell. Thank you.

Adrenaline Rush

2009-05-17T16:15:00.003+08:00

I don't know whether to like the stress or not? You do know that there's two type's of stress; positive and negative. Well, I'm taking assignment stress as positives. Yes, it could lead to sleepless nights but you know what, I actually accomplish more during those periods than when I have nothing due. Oh, I think I wrote something similar on this a couple of post ago. Anyway, I just completed my assignment. I have one more to go then there's only finals to go through. After that, holidays till the end of July. My friend Khairi will be back from USA. Can't wait to see how he's developed football wise.

On a side note, I listened to Flyfm one fine day. They were talking about rich man's sport. I don't know whether that statement can be justified. Yes, it is true that certain sports require a particular amount of money but if you have a huge interest in that sport, everything would be worth no matter how much it would cost. They say golf is a rich man's sport but you don't really have to be a rich person to play it. Golf is just seen as a rich man's sport by the public because of it's association to country clubs.

I'm just saying there's no such thing as a rich man's sport. Where there's a will, there's a way. You can rent golf sets at a cheaper price if you want to. You don't have to care about brands or anything. At the end of the day, you're playing because it is a hobby. Ahh, maybe I don't have a point here. But seriously, I don't believe in that statement. Do you?

Vulcan Salute

2009-05-14T20:33:00.003+08:00

I just recently watched Star Trek. Honestly, I wasn't expecting much because I wasn't a huge fan of Star Trek. I've watched a total amount of zero Star Trek movies but after 2 hours and 10 minutes, well I didn't convert into a 'trekkie', but the movie was certainly nice. Now I can cross that movie from the 2009 collection. Till then, see ya.

Blind Senses

2009-05-13T00:10:00.002+08:00

Why aren't they afraid of us? I'm terrified by them. Well, not really terrified but I don't like the idea of these creatures crawling up my legs, tickling me around and stuff. Makes me shiver just thinking about it. But why do they always run towards us? Weird weird creatures.

Look Out

2009-05-06T21:40:00.002+08:00

Common things people do while driving:
1. Pick their nose.
2. Sing their hearts out.
3. Act crazy.
4. Remove facial/nose hair.
5. Dance.
6. Swear.
7. Text.
8. Check out how they look in the mirror.
9. Imagine they are a Formula 1 driver.
10. Fart.

Yeah, I've ran out of ideas on what to write on this blog. I know, it ain't funny but atleast it's readable. Till tomorrow, pray that I get something interesting to blog. And beware, because it's embarrassing if you're caught digging your nose.

Perception

2009-05-05T23:48:00.006+08:00

Everyone has their own opinion. What's yours?

Haunted Minds

2009-05-05T20:23:00.005+08:00

Sleep Paralysis.
I'm certain many people have experienced this before. The sense that there is a presence in the room yet you have absolutely no power whatsoever to do anything about it. Or even having difficulties breathing because you feel as if someone's or something's pressing hard against your chest. Or having creepy crawlies running around your body as you lay down helplessly trying to beat them away. Yes, I'm sure everyone has gone through this nightmare atleast once in their lives.

To better understand what the body is going through during sleep paralysis, here's a few words that not many people would understand.

Sleep paralysis: A frightening form of paralysis that occurs when a person suddenly finds himself or herself unable to move for a few minutes, most often upon falling asleep or waking up. Sleep paralysis is due to an ill-timed disconnection between the brain and the body.

The symptoms of sleep paralysis include sensations of noises, smells, levitation, paralysis, terror, and images of frightening intruders. Once considered very rare, about half of all people are now believed to experience sleep paralysis sometime during their life.

Okay, I got the above from this website
http://www.medterms.com/script/main/art.asp?articlekey=9806

If you want to know more about sleep paralysis. Go ahead and read up. Anyway, it's been awhile since I last gone through with this and I sure hope that I don't experience it again. It's really scary!

Binary

2009-05-04T13:16:00.003+08:00

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Street Smart

2009-05-04T00:59:00.002+08:00

Quote Of The Day.

"I love this burger so much
I wanna sew my ass shut."

- Barney Stinson-

Rule Of Thumb

2009-05-03T23:59:00.004+08:00

Picture(s) Of The Day.

Early

2009-05-03T16:33:00.005+08:00

The family sort of celebrated a Happy Early Mother's Day yesterday. Since everyone came down to Subang, my mum thought it would be a great idea to have a BBQ. So yeah, that's what we did. There were hot dogs, chicken, burgers, mee soto (or something like that). Actually, that's about it I think. Oh, and a Mother's Day cake made by my auntie. On Friday night there was more food I think. Satay, chicken drummet's, fried rice. Wait, again, that's it. Funny. But they were all in huge quantities. So at the end of the day, it was a highly satisfying day. But I forgot to snap pictures until the very last minute. Remember, I ain't a picture person. So enjoy the few pictures below.

In Your Face

2009-05-02T00:35:00.002+08:00

Hidayah, I updated the blog without any push. I bet you're proud. No pictures in this one though.
Getting predictable.
I expect another entry from you Hidayah.
No, make it two entries.
Thank you.
Come back NOW pls.

Sunny days

2009-05-02T00:20:00.002+08:00

Favorite drinks. In no particular order mind. Oh, as you have realized, the blog's getting a little bit pictury. I guess I'm just lazy to jot down what I feel. Or I guess I have becomed enticed with blogging that I put in extra effort by finding the pictures to put in this otherwise boring blog. Well, it's up to your interpretation.

Thirsty? Go on. Have a drink.

Exotic

2009-05-01T00:12:00.005+08:00

Hidayah, jgn poyo. This blog entry is not the same as yours. It's better in fact. Anyhoo, there's a sudden fascination on exotic animals. Chinchilla's, Jerboa's, Sugar Glider's, Alligator Snapping Turtle's and Hedgehog's. To be honest, I find all of them very damn cool. The only issue is that it's really expensive to own them. Add to the fact of maintaining them and etc. Anyway, for those who have no idea what the aforementioned animals are, here are some pictures. (Pictures are placed according to their respective orders).

(Photo's were all taken from Google search)

Opinions

2009-04-29T20:53:00.006+08:00

Tv shows that I like.

Classic Fav.

Provoking Thoughts

2009-04-28T22:24:00.002+08:00

Plans. They don't always turn out well.
How do you satisfy a person's needs?
Can change be good?
To look after or be looked after?
Me or you?

I'm having deep thoughts about myself. I feel like I'm not good enough of a person.
I'm not a good son.
I don't score excellent results, I embarrass my parents (educationally).
I'm not a good muslim.
I rarely pray, I have my sins.
I'm not a good friend.
I always ditch my friends, sometimes talk behind their back.
I'm not a good boyfriend.
I'm not very understanding, I'm insecure.
I'm not a good brother.
I don't pick my bro up from school.

What am I good at?

21

2009-04-28T00:28:00.003+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GF! YOU'RE OLD.

Suit Up

2009-04-27T19:54:00.005+08:00

Donuts. A new donut shop is in town people. Krispy Kreme to be precise. Though it is located at a very inconvenient place for us people here in Subang Jaya, it is ideal for those in the middle of town. Berjaya Times Square.

Anyhoo, it's been awhile since I ate a donut. Don't have that urge to eat it yet and Krispy Kreme's unfriendly location would prolonged my lust for donuts. There are rumblings that they'll open an outlet in Mid Valley but till that day comes, I'll reserve my donut cravings.

On another note, there has been signs of raindrops. It would be a rather pleasant night if it rained tonight. Hahaha. Bad usage of words. Again.

How I Met Your Mother

2009-04-23T21:27:00.002+08:00

Poker Face

2009-04-23T19:24:00.004+08:00

Movies that I can't wait to watch in 2009.

*Special mention goes to Sherlock Holmes, 2012, Harry Potter (Syaira nak tgk), Transformers, Land Of The Lost, New Moon, 17 Again and Night At The Museum 2.

Kodi

2009-04-17T21:21:00.013+08:00

Kodi broke his teeth. Haih. Ntah pape ah guinea pig aku ni. Gersang sangat. I wish I had pictures to show his broken teeth. OH SHIT. As promised, this entry is a picture oriented one. Enjoy amateur photography.

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(Note: not all pictures were taken by me. Some pictures were taken by Syahirah and Tarmizi. Majority though are taken by me. Saje poyo.)

What's In A Name?

2009-04-17T21:12:00.003+08:00

What's in a name? Is it important to be called by your birth name? Say my name is Muhammad Nasyriq and people decide to call me Nasri. (My name is Muhammad Nasyriq by the way). Would it be much of a hindrance? I personally don't mind as I don't think a majority of my 'friends' in Monash know of my real name. They simply refer me as Nash. It is a rather easier name to pronounce than Nasyriq. Even words is underlining my birth name with that red line. I made a joke. But seriously, Nash is a more recognizable name than Nasyriq. I bet you that not many people know of my real name. I have this one person call me Nasyrimudin. I think he's joking. Yes, I am talking about you.

Back to my original point. A name depicts a lot of things. As I am of no importance to a lot of people, my name would be pronounced in various manners. But for people like Dr Mahathir, Kanye West and Dr Wong (my microeconomics lecturer), I am pretty sure that they would like their names to be pronounced correctly. And also how you spell their names, it must be correct. Anyway, I'm blabbering too much. But I don't have a point to prove. Actually, I did have a point to put out. But I forgot what it was.

A name depicts a lot of things actually. A name has a history to it. I don't know how my parents came up with my name but I am sure that each name has a specific story to it. Like a picture, a name is worth a thousand words. When I say Nike. I am certain that each and everyone of you has a mental image of Nike and some may have certain memories attached to that name. So my conclusion is, please call everyone their respected names, except for me I don't care really, but to those who care. I am sure their names are jotted with memories of ancient times. LOL!

Hot Damn

2009-04-15T12:23:00.005+08:00

I slept for only 3 hours today. Why? Simply because I just witnessed the greatest match in a few years. It was between Liverpool and chelsea. The match had everything; passion, determination, goals(and I do mean goals), anxiety, hope, and finally a crushing mental blow to those liverpool supporters. It was well worth it to stay up that late in to the night. I'm not gonna summarise the game as it would be hell. I'm in pain because of the defeat but I'm so ever proud that they went out in style. Hahaha. Not that I am directly related to Liverpool whatsoever but its the team that I have stood by through out all these years.

Moving on, I watched "He's just not that into you" just now. Let me just say that, it was an okay movie. Nothing really thrilling nor dramatic. I had issues with the movie though. It seems to portray men as evil human beings. Not all men are players you know. Some are noble, kind and trustworthy. Others just play with girls hearts, fuck around and you never see the back of them again. So I think that movie is a little be sexist. Just a little. I don't really care but I don't know. It's just a thought. Oh, the mrs and I sat infront of this gay dude. He's not gay la I suppose but he really is 'weak'. In Malay terms BAPUK. Bapak benci doh. I think we were the only ones in the cinema that didn't have a really laugh out loud moment. Just the occasional "kutzz". Yea, the spelling doesn't make sense. If you wanna know what I meant, just call me. Hahah.

Oh, sorry for the lack of pictures. I'm just too darn lazy to surf for pictures. I promise you that my next post would be a picture oriented post. Till then. See ya!

iPod Touch

2009-04-12T11:35:00.004+08:00

I recently got my iPod Touch. To tell you the truth...I LOVE IT. Though there's a problem with me going online with it from my house, I still find it great. This is not going to be a review of the iPod Touch by the way. Oh, Hidayah bought me a case for the iPod. Lets say I am pleasantly pleased by that transaction. :)

On another note, I currently am on my holidays. Yes, one whole week of holidays. The downside is I might not have a car for a week. Damn. But don't you worry Hidayah, I've got it all sorted out. Hopefully... JOKING LA WEYH. I don't know what I'll be doing during the holidays. Hidayah won't be around as her class starts this week. Might go to the gym but I can't go everyday. I don't have a bloody car. Might do my assignment but that defeats the purpose of a holiday. Might go get Hidayah's birthday present but again, I don't have a car.

Lend me a ride anyone..

Babyshambles

2009-04-04T22:07:00.003+08:00

Random thought.

If I just swallowed by antibiotic. And proceeded to have a shit. Would my antibiotic go down with my other waste? Hmmm.

Yes, I just had a brownish bomb thrusted through my arsehole. It was very relieving. Yes, gross.

Just Dance

2009-03-26T21:28:00.004+08:00

I am not enjoying Monash life this semester. I guess I'm still in holiday mode after going to two long holidays in a period of maybe a month. Went to Manado and Gold Coast. Another issue I have with Monash this semester is the huge increase in new students. 40% increase I think. That's crazy. It's so hard to find parking these days. The cafeteria is always full, so is the computer lab. I might be whining too much.

Moving on. My guinea pig gave birth. 3 babies. You might have read it already though. Or you might already bullied them already. Lol! My car is giving me a big headache. Well, not really a headache, just plain irritation. I don't know whats wrong with that car. It has been to the mechanics like a billion times this few months. Haih. Tension. Oh, this post is more of a complaint post. A random rant at the things that really make my day.

Blablabla. Nothing sweet. Mwa.

Rakan Muda

2009-03-13T21:48:00.002+08:00

I don't understand why some people are so injury prone. I'm using the word injury prone as it seems more professional. When I say injury prone, it actually has a number of meanings ( well, only according to me). People who are always sick is injury prone. People who are always injured is obviously injury prone. People we don't always see are injury prone (Omar, Syarip, Kar Hoe, Me sometimes, Khairi, Rahman, Asrul). All guys. I'm not gay. Syahirah Hidayah is my girlfriend. Anyhoo, I don't get why people are always injured. Is it genetics? Michael Owen is like always on the treatment table. This dude Liverpool bought this season, he hasn't even made his first premier league start for Liverpool because he is always injured. WHY MAN?

Okay, might be another pointless post but I just had it on my mind for awhile. I nak mandi syg. Eh. Bye.

Love Story

2009-03-13T21:37:00.002+08:00

Katy Perry. I think there's something unique about her. She has a certain style that makes her different from others. I like vintage clothes for your information (yes, you my girlfriend, it's a hint). I think dressing up in vintage is quite cool. Unfortunately, my time of dressing up or experimenting with what clothes to wear is over. I think at a certain age, everyone tries out what type of clothes to wear when they go for an outing. Wearing a black vest with a plain white tee accompanied by armani jeans and a black fedora or wearing a white skinny with black belt (the contrast makes it kinda cool) and a green top or shorts with a striped shirt. Yes, my time dressing up like that is over. Oh, there is a jab at my brother in one of the post. He likes to wear white pants. I find it gay. I bet he will wear a scarf one fine day. Kids these days, easily influence by trend setters. The usual are Justin Timberlake, Jude Law, etc.

Oh, this post does show my gay side. But I'm just saying that after awhile, everyone grows up. They don't feel that dressing up is a necessity. I don't anyway. I prefer just wearing my shorts and slippers. Casual wear is the best. You don't overdress, you don't underdress. It's just nice.

Muhd does not always go on holiday by the way, Syaira is going to Bandung. Haih.

Thinking of You

2009-03-13T21:15:00.002+08:00

Okay, this blog in itself may sound really stupid but I think studying is stupid. Yes, you read it right. I think studying in schools, colleges and universities is stupid. The reason behind this bizarre statement is I don't feel that whatever we learn is applied to whatever we do when we enter our working life. As I've heard, the Germans don't really emphasize on studying. Some teenagers there spend their late adolescence working instead of studying. I feel that when you do actually work, you could learn more from experience. Of course studying has it's benefits but on hand work is the best. Say your mum gave you directions to Taj Mahal. She shows you the map, you have to turn left at Slumdog, then make a U-turn at Mumbai but before that make sure you see Jamal on your right, if not, you're not on the right path. Then only you could see Taj Mahal. Okay, that was actually a lame joke with the insertion of popular landmarks of India. But my point is that, handing out directions might seem like a simple task. But when you actually learn is when you apply what you have been told to the core. You are bound to make mistakes but from those mistakes, you learn.

Okay, it all might sound crap to you guys. But seriously, I don't think we really need education. Yeah, learning add maths is just for general knowledge. I mean not everyone will use it. Engineers might though. But my point is, we don't know what we will become when we get into adulthood. My mum wanted to become a teacher and now she's a dentist. I wanted to become a lawyer but I'm studying business. Maybe I'm just crapping because I'm not that smart and I despise studying but this is all my views. As stupid as it may sound, I think it's better to work first then only study about what you're doing.

Bride Wars

2009-02-06T21:28:00.003+08:00

Somethings I wish to try in the future.

Bungee Jumping.
I would love to try to bungee jump. The rush of adrenaline as you go free falling. That feeling you have of hitting the ground though you know that you have a really thick cord supporting you. Ahh, the rush. I think I would love it but right now, I don't have the balls to try to bungee jump. I'm too petrified of videos of the bungee cords snapping or the bungee cord hitting me as it pulls me back up. Too many incidents might occur during this bungee jump though there are loads of safety precautions. But I will get the courage to try this sport. I will. Not now though.

Skydiving.
This is similar to bungee jumping, only much more dangerous. Free falling from meters above sea level. Nothing's stopping you, you can't hear anything except for the wind rushing through your ears. Your screams of help or joy could not be heard by anyone but you. Uuuu, the rush of adrenaline must feel awesome. Again, I won't be doing this now. I'm too young. I can't die because I went bungee jumping. I have loads of things to do first. I don't wanna die a virgin. HA HA HA. Maybe in ten years but definitely not now.

Surfing.
This might not be the most dangerous of sports. But I'm not that good a swimmer. I would love to try to surf. Imagine being on that board. Being surrounded by walls of water. But it ain't touching you. It's like you're in your own safety orb. FUCKING COOL. I might try surfing by the end of this year. It seems safe enough, not expensive. Yea, I'll surf by this year.

Rock Climbing.
I've done this before but not the extreme one, just the ones at shopping malls. What I would love to try though is the real ones. Mountain climbing. That'll be awesome but it must be one of the toughest, mentally and physical, challenge one has to endure. This I won't try anytime soon but you bet your mama's house that I will accomplish all of my extreme sports goals.

:) *I couldn't add pics. So sorry ya!

Crazy Eights

2008-10-19T21:43:00.002+08:00

Sudah lama saya tak berblog ni. Malas gila nak blogging. Ada perasan perbezaan enteri kali ini? Ya, saya menaip enteri ini dalam Bahasa Melayu. Kenapa anda tanya? Saya pun tak tau sebenarnya kenapa saya ingin menaip dalam Bahasa Melayu tapi tiba tiba je terlintas dalam otak saya bahawa saya ni, berkebolehan berbicara dalam Bahasa Melayu dan juga Bahasa Inggeris.

Saya rasa la kan, menulis dalam Bahasa Melayu ni agak lawak. Bukan saya tak patriotik ke apa tapi kan, dalam alam ciber ini, tak banyak website yang tulis dalam Bahasa Melayu. So bila saya baca blog blog yang tulis dalam Bahasa ini, tergelak sikit saya. Saya rasa kan, Bahasa Inggeris adalah bahasa yang sangat universal. Cuba anda tengok, banyak budak budak melayu yang tulis blog dalam Bahasa Inggeris. Mengapa anda tanya? Saya pun tak tau, itu kena la tanya tuan punya blog. TAPI, saya rasa mereka tulis dalam Bahasa Inggeris adalah kerana 'it appeals to'.... fuck it. I think, people write in English because the English language has a certain appeal to the crowd. Some people get kinda turned off when they read something written in Bahasa because, although its their own language, it just doesn't sound right. I might be saying something controversial but our language is not ready to be used worldwide. I wait till that day comes. And when it comes, then and only then would Malaysia be truly recognized.

Pointless post but I had this on my mind some time ago. Just wanted to jot it down in case it keeps running through my mind. Well, now I have written this, you'll just have to wait till I have something on my mind again. Till then, ciao beb.

Desperate Housewives

2008-09-18T10:39:00.005+08:00

Education is expensive. I'm doing my assignment right now, and it requires multiple journals. I don't normally search for journals because I used to just aim for a satisfactory mark. But this semester, I'm aiming higher. And to aim high, there's a price to pay. There's this journal that I found, it would have been really helpful had i got that journal because it deals, specifically with what I'm writing my assignment on; resource based view. Well, the problem is, the damn journal costs US$ 29.95. That much for a journal. That much for a potential High Distinction. Worth it? Yeah, probably. But I'm only going to ever use it once. So worth it? No. Even for a High Distinction. No. And it's in US$. Times that with, ermm, 4 maybe and that's how much it cost when you convert it to RM.

That whole paragraph up there, that's merely a quarter of what I have in my mind about charging such higher prices for journals. Monash education. Wow. It's freaking Monash. Wow. It costs a lot to study in Monash. And guess what, in my opinion, we're just buying the name. Wherever we study, it doesn't really make a difference. What matters to me is how we study. I've been in Monash for a year plus now and I can honestly tell you that, half of what I learn from here is from self study. Yeah, the lecturers do help once in a while but we're paying RM13 odd thousands to study here. The least they could do is provide some guidance. I'm not expecting them to spoon feed me with knowledge or anything I just want a little bit of guidance. How to do this and that. Provide fucking free journals for god's sake. And when we can't find the journal's, what do we get? We merely pass the freaking course. Perfect. Education is expensive!

P.S.: I'm being totally not myself by this post because assignments are killing me. I think I've told the whole world about when my assignments are due. A couple of posts below I said assignments are good. Yeah, they're good when you don't do it last minute. Now, I've every single information jammed in my head. I can't think. I need comfort. I can't wait to pass up all my assignments. Then I ONLY have to focus on finals (I'm being sarcastic by the way). And spend time with my girlfriend; the only reason I remain sane. :)

The Dark Knight

2008-09-12T16:19:00.005+08:00

Just A Feeling
By: Muhammad Nasyriq

Reunion. Plain and simple. My heart thumped two times faster than usual. A hint of sweat came rushing down my forehead as I hesitantly moved my cursor to open that e-mail I had just received. My throat felt lump. I wanted to vomit and die at the same time. I clicked the link. Waited patiently as the window opened the content of the e-mail. And as I guessed, there’s going to be a reunion. The organizer? My ever trusted friend; Chang Wern Sern. He used to be the organizer for every single event during my high school years. Be it, having a soccer match at the nearby field or just the usual mamak session every now and then. He was the guy and, it looks like, he still is the organizer of our bunch of friends. I closed the e-mail, shut my laptop and took my shower. Trying really hard to forget about this reunion.

A normal person would be delighted to meet their old friends again. You get to walk down memory lane. Exchange stories that you’ve heard millions of times. Like that time, Ka’el struggled to get his glasses from Tarmizi because he couldn’t even see where Tarmizi put his damn glasses. Or maybe like that time where, the football people in the class, stole the school’s ball and signed on it. They got caught for doing that by the way. Or maybe like that time where, we had the haziest day in Subang and the guys did this rain dance, praying for the rain to clear up that dirty air. Good times I say, really good times. There, those are some of many stories that could be exchanged at the reunion but I still have an uneasy feeling about attending it. I need to take my shower again, take my mind of things.

A day has past and I still have lingering thoughts on this reunion. I have a job. I’m married. I have a beautiful family. I have an average looking house. I have two cars. Based on that, you could say I turned out pretty well after all these years. I’m not an ‘American Psycho’. It’s just a phrase I use to describe the average Joe who has a disturbing hobby, namely killing people just for the sake of it. I’m not that person. I have no secrets whatsoever. You could put me on ‘The Moment of Truth’. Nothing to hide here. I have no troubles with my ex classmates. I have no contacts with underground drug dealers. I have no criminal records. I have no…

Maybe I have finally found out why I had that uneasy feeling about going to this reunion. I have nothing. I don’t have any new tales to tell. I lead a pretty average life. I go to work, calculate some stuff for my company, advice people on what to do with their money, just make damn good decisions for people and improve their former miserable life into a life of luxury. I might as well ask my clients to go to that reunion and tell how I managed to make their life successful. It’s different you know. Me telling how I make peoples’ lives better and they telling how I make their lives better. The difference with them doing the talking is, I’m not there. I get to hide under the shell; I get to hide my face, my humiliating job. I’m just a miserable cunt right now. I’m going to take my shower, again.

Taking my shower, that’s the common theme in this story so far. I love taking showers. That’s all I’m going to talk about in this paragraph, taking my shower. When I take my shower, I just get to relax my mind. The water raining down on my vanishing hairline is just heaven to me. Cold or hot water, it’s just so damn good. I think a lot in the shower. There was this one time, I thought about how weird it is that some words are contradicting to what it actually means when it’s by its’ self. Like sugar free. A logical and I do mean really logical person would think, “Damn, this drink must have lots of sugar in it. It’s sugar free! Free sugar.” Well, that’s from a really, and may I stress, REALLY logical persons mind. The actual meaning of sugar free is that, it contains zero amounts of sugar in whatever sugar free is written on. Contradicting I say. Then there’s this one time I thought about this reunion that I didn’t want to go to. Damn it, I’m thinking about the reunion in the shower. I’m supposed to get my mind of this. Beat this; I’m going to the gym!

Reunion. It’s still on my mind. I’ve tried many things to get it off my mind. I can’t face going to the reunion with nothing new to tell. It’ll just be the same old thing. I’ll be talking about the wonderful honeymoon I had with my wife, Syahirah Hidayah. Want to hear? We went to Africa. I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea but Africa is actually a nice place to visit. Because of the large number of countries in Africa, we had a tough time choosing where to go. After a decent conversation with the wife, we decided to trek up Mount Kilimanjaro. It took a week to get up there and the best thing is, no special training was required. We had to just follow whatever our guide insist on us doing. It was quite an experience as we’ve never been through such a grueling activity before. Staying in tents, seeing various unknown species and getting bitten by them. We had a whale of a time. Maybe I could tell that story; my honeymoon to the people at the reunion. The problem is, the only thing that’s interesting about my life is, my wife. That’s all I talk about; I might bore my friends to death. Again, taking my mind of things, gym is calling.

I know what some of my friends might talk about. Soh Shan Yong is in the papers. He recently won a very big controversial case. Defending our current prime minister, Farhan Syarif, for sexual allegations. I bet he has many things to say, like the truth for instance. I’m happy for them; they turn out pretty damn well in my opinion. Omar on the other hand is the leading neurosurgeon of the country. He must be the busiest of the bunch of us. Always at the hospital. Reminds me of that dude in Grey’s Anatomy, Dr. Derek Shepherd. He must have thousands of new stories to tell; saving countless of lives. Heck, he might not even be at the reunion due to his commitment to being the best neurosurgeon around. Asrul on the other hand, he must have already banged 100+ stewardesses by now, having flown for maybe 25,600 odd hours. I’m sure he must have interesting stories to tell. Gym’s not taking my mind of things, I’m going to open up to the wife, she always has solutions to my problems.

“What should I do sayang?” I asked my wife in a very ‘manja’ tone. She being such a good adviser gave me inspirational words, words that would eventually lead me, convince me to go to the reunion. “Just go to the reunion, have a blast. Don’t worry about what you do. Don’t worry about how boring your job is. Don’t worry about having to tell the honeymoon story over and over again. Because baby, that’s who you are. If they don’t like you or see you in a different way then why bother? Why bother impressing them? So what if Asrul has banged 100+ girls? So what if Chang Wern Sern has written his own psychology book, which may I add is a great book to read. Just go there, and enjoy yourself. Mingle with your classmates. And if that doesn’t help you settle in, lie baby, just lie.” She jokingly said. I heard every single word she said but the last sentence, I listened. I took that advice and I planned my deceit from the moment she said lie.

Reunion day has arrived and I am going. I can’t take my car to the reunion as it’s in the workshop for a new paint job; getting the car in all white. I find white cars cool; the downside is that you got to wash it very frequently. The other car is my wife’s, plus I think they’re going out later; family movie night. I hired a cab to take me to the reunion place; Sunway Pyramids new section. They just expanded their shopping area. It’s massive now. On the way, I rehearsed my lines. Where I work? What happened? How I got my job? Who I met? It was all in my head. For tonight, I’m no longer a finance manager, I’m an event organizer. Call me the celebrity organizer guy. Then I went blank…

I’m at the reunion place, Italianiese. No one’s here. Just when I had the perfect story to tell and no one’s here yet. Chang Wern Sern booked the whole restaurant just for the class but unfortunately, I was the only one there. I waited for an hour. I left a minute later, disappointed to the fact I can’t brag about my imaginary job. I returned home, everyone’s not around. I guess the family went to watch Saw ∞ since it’s a Friday night. Honestly, I thought the Saw franchise would end after the first few showings. But they just keep bringing the dude back from the grave. That John Kramer guy. Well, if it’s making them money, I guess it won’t hurt to bring back the dead countless times. I feel lonely, first going to the reunion and nobodies there. Now, my families out. I’m going to take my shower again, maybe I could feel better. But something’s different. I can’t feel the drizzle the shower gives me. I can’t smell the aroma of water pouring out of the dotted shower heads. Maybe it’s because of the mood I’m in; nobody around, no wife to hug/kiss, no children to bully, no car to toy with. Yeah, maybe that’s why I can’t feel the warmth of the heater. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.

I wake up, but everything seems different. I feel so light. I see my parents, unusual. They have tears in their eyes. It’s been awhile since I last saw them. They give me this big hug and say “We love you. Goodbye.” It brought a tear to my eye. But it was so weird. Why would they say that? Where am I? I black out again.

My head is spinning around, I feel really dizzy, my wife is beside, holding my hands really firmly. She’s crying. I could hear her telling me stories. Stories of our times in Genting Highlands where both of us just couldn’t scream no matter how much we wanted to when we were on that ride. Stories of our times when we went to Africa, just the way I would tell them to my friends. She went on, repeating that she listened to every word I said. She even retold a scenario I went through at work, proving she actually does listen although it seems like she’s just hearing me. I want to tell her I’m alright, but I can’t. I open my eyes, I’m in the hospital. She hugs me instantly; her emotional dam just erupts causing my sheets to be wet. She utters the words “I love you, don’t ever leave me.” I’m in shock as I don’t know what has happened. I only could reply her saying “I love you too.”

She let me rest. I lay there wondering what the hell has happened. When I regained my energy, she finally muscled up the courage to tell me what happen that night I went to the reunion. “You were on your way to Sunway Pyramid when you encountered a horrible horrible accident. Your cab crashed heads on to the other car. None of the people in the car survived. I’m sorry to say but, the other car that you had hit was, your parents car.” The moment I heard that, I crumbled. I recalled that dream that dream were they said “I love you.” It wasn’t a dream, I met them. I was truly devastated. My wife then continued “We all went to the hospital, your friends too, to wish you a speedy recovery. You were in a coma, for close to 3 weeks. I love you, please fight to stay alive for our family. Please.”

*to be continued.

A Change Is Gonna Come

2008-09-08T21:53:00.004+08:00

I believe that we, as human beings, can't accept change. There is this traffic in front of SMK USJ 12, it used to be green always. But one day, the traffic light turned red. People were confused.
"Should we stop?", "Should we go?". Those questions flooded nearly every drivers mind. There was a change in the system. Everybody just didn't know what to do, so they just carried on their lives as if the traffic wasn't red. Everybody just went through the red lights and now that traffic is always green, again. We reverted back to the old system.

Do you believe in change? Do you think change would be good for everyone? Okay, lets go to a more lighter example. Would Grey's Anatomy be the same if Meredith Grey wasn't acted by Ellen Pompeo? Would typing on a keyboard be the same if all the alphabets were rearranged? Nope. It won't be the same. We're so used to living the world as it is and a slight change in the system might be a huge difference in our lives.

People can accept change but it will take them time, time to adapt to that change. The only thing that is constant is change. In my opinion, if change is inevitable, then change should be accepted with open arms. This quote from "Definitely, Maybe" is a perfect way to welcome change.

Emily: I'm worried New York's gonna change you.
Will: Change can be good.
Emily: If we change together.

-Definitely, Maybe-

Keep in mind, I still believe, somethings are better left unchanged. Specifically, a persons attitude, personality, beliefs. Changing that, would be too much for a person to take. Changing actors/actress on the other hand, is just peanuts to me :) Oh, a good example of personality change is the one and only Michael Jackson. I'm pretty sure everyone prefers the black Michael to the white one. (not being racist, just stating a point)

Paper Lamaaa

2008-09-03T09:32:00.007+08:00

Inventions. You gotta thank them creative people for inventing certain things which make our miserable life so much more colourful. Handphones, mp3's, the laptop, cars and even scissors are inventions that complete our daily life. What are we to do without them. Heres a list of what I think are the best inventions ever made.

The Handphone.

Yes, that is the current phone model im using. Hahah. But the handphone is, in my opinion, a damn good invention. It used to be as big as a tissue box and as a heavy as a rock. But now, its so light, so small, you'd think it'll be in your pocket when its actually in someones delighted taxi drivers back seat. Hahaha. (Lame attempt at a joke). Back to a serious note, everywhere you go now, I can guarantee you that someone is walking while sms'ing. I do that frequently. Just try, one fine day, leave your phone at home, and go out, spend the whole day just enjoying yourself without this marvellous invention. Hahaha. You won't survive! Hahaha. Theres so many people that would want to know where you are, namely your parents. So without this device, you'd feel so lost. Hahaha. Thank you to whoever invented the handphone as it has enabled me to be in contact with my gf 24/7. Hahaha. Thank you, thank you!

The Internet

Now this invention, everyone would agree it to be one of the best. Hahaha. Who could live without the internet? Well, there are still some people who don't even have internet connection
but, let me rephrase it, which teenager could live without the internet? Hahaha. We need it for everything that goes on in our daily lives. To do assignments, to socialize, to get an update on the current issues (celebrity gossip, latest 'it' thing) of the world and even to do business online. The internet has caused many people to become hunchbacked. Hahaha. But still, its one of the best inventions around.

The Bed (pillows, bolsters, all included)

Now the bed is one of my favourite inventions. After a long hot day out of the house, once you get home the first thing you would want to do is just lay on YOUR bed. The problem with the bed is that, only your bed is the best to you. You go to a 5 star hotel, you get the most gorgeous looking bed in that room but there's just something missing about it. It's just not the same. The bed at home, that's the best in YOUR view. And the bolster is one of the best things to hug. I feel so sleepy just thinking about it. Ahh, the bed. Now, im making you sleepy right? Go go go, stop reading this post tonight. Sleep on that bed of yours. Appreciate this comfortable creation. Goodnight.

Joker Laugh

2008-09-03T09:04:00.002+08:00

You know, assignments and presentations arnt that bad. I always cursed at lecturers for giving 5000 word essays. It always results in sleepless nights. Maybe not sleepless nights but 'I cant fucking sleep because im doing my assignment' nights. But now, assignments and presentations are the best way to learn new stuff. By doing all these extra work, you actually gain more knowledge than by just reading the textbook for 4 hours straight. Presentations allow you to actually apply that knowledge by, errm, presenting. Hahaha. I have 4 weeks of assignment coming up and my finals are just around the corner. I guess its a good thing as these assignments will help coz studying alone aint gonna make me a HD student. Hahaha. The problem is (im speaking on behalf of every student in this world) we're just too god damn lazy. We always do our assignment at the very last minute. Tell me someone you know that does their assignments 2 weeks before its due? There might be one or two but the thing is, a majority of the people in this world just love last minute work. I love it! Hahaha. I think my brain functions so much better when im doing my work at the very last minute. The adrenaline rushes as the clock ticks to the due time. Our brain works extra hard and tadaa, theres your assignment. Done and dusted. All 5612 words of it. And that late nights sleep, its all worth it. YOU'VE FINISHED YOUR ASSIGNMENT!

Sempurna

2008-09-03T08:31:00.002+08:00

Happy Ramadhan people. I have begun fasting. Hahah. When i first started fasting, it felt like the hardest thing to do. Imagine having to give up that delicious nasi lemak for a full month. Or the famous Fawwaz roti telur. Or KFC's zinger burger and cheesy wedges. Or Subang Ria's kuoy teow. Or Jco. Or watching movies with yr partner. Or holding yr partners hand. Or go to the gym. Or go swimming. Theres many things that we couldnt do during puasa month. I found it hard to let go of these habits at first but after a few years of fasting, i finally got the hang of it. And fasting to me, is just a breeze. Hahaha. Dont whack or curse me for saying that. Oh, cursing is not allowed too. Hahaha. Anyway, all these years, i think i have fasted the wrong way. Hahaha. I only knew that, you're not supposed to just force your meal down when the time to eat comes. Hahaha. I always do that. I'm hungry, i cant resist the temptation of good food. Hahaha. I guess that's the reason why some people get fatter during puasa. They cant control their lust for food. I obviously cant but this year, its differant. Im not gonna gain an extra 5 kg during puasa and if i do, just dare me anything, ILL DO IT!

What About Now?

2008-08-14T21:42:00.003+08:00

I have suffered the "lazy to update blog" syndrome. Hahaha. The euphoria of daily blog updates has eventually died down. I know some people do read my blog but I ain't no KennySia, not that I would want to be like him. Why do I blog in the first place? Well, blogging is just a way I let go of certain issues I have with this world. Also I use this blog to jot down what I have in my lame head here. Hahaha. I try to come up with imaginative stuff, stuff that could keep my readers encaptivated by my unusually bombastic english tonight. Hahaha. Yes, todays content is all about my range in the English vocabulary. There might be some grammatical errors but all I want you readers to notice is my english is quite good. Hahahah. Ciao ah!

Don't Lie

2008-08-12T17:05:00.004+08:00

Did you know that you could escape unharmed when you're inside a falling elevator?
Did you know that you could be invisible to everyone whenever you want to?
Did you know that you could date a very high profile celebrity in your current life?
Did you know that you could own a Lamborghini Murcielago, Bugatti Veyron and even a Pagani Zonda?
Did you know that you don't have to study and still be rich and famous?
Did you know that you could never feel pain for a certain period of time?
Did you know that you could jump 100 feet of the ground and still survive?

Yes, you could do all this. But only in your dreams. Hahaha. That's why I love to sleep. I get to achieve things that I don't think I'll be able to achieve when I'm awake. Of course it's possible to get a supercar or be invisible(in the near future, they're developing an invisible cloak) but it's nice to know that sometimes, you don't have to work your socks off to get something that you ultimately desire. All you need to do is just get on that comfortable bed of yours, hug your soft chubby pillow and just sleep. Sweetdreams!

Finally

2008-08-02T20:44:00.002+08:00

What if we knew of the time, date and place of our death? How would you spend your last hours? Would you be with your loved ones? Would you go out doing the things that you thought you'd never do before? Would you go do the things that you want to do before you eventually die? Or would you just wait, miserably for your impending death? I watched The Green Mile recently and thought about this. How depressing would it feel, knowing that you're about to die and you have absolutely nothing to do but just wait for your death.

I know it's just a movie but the way the officers handled the prisoners is just perfect. Theres no need to torture them prisoners, them knowing about when they die is suffering enough. All you need to do, is just talk to them, calm them down because it's just too late. There's nothing they can do but just wait.

I don't think it's right to kill people for their wrong doing. Even though that person has killed someone, they shouldn't be punished with their lives. It's unfair for the victims family members but it is also inhuman to kill someone. I saw this clip of a lady being stoned to death. How can such cruelty exist in this world? Im very confused. And recently, this happened in Canada. This man beheaded another person, in a freaking bus full of people. All I can say is WHAT THE FUCK?

Anyway, I just ran out of the topic. Hahah. The problem for us is, we won't know when we're going to die. So just appreciate life as it is and love your love ones like its their last day.

Dream On

2008-07-29T20:40:00.004+08:00

Every person in this world must have had a celebrity crush, be it a woman or a man. I can guarantee that everyone must have gone crazy over a celebrity. Well, that applies to me too. I have my decent amount of celebrity crushes. Local and international stars. Hahaha. All women okay! I aint gay. Hahaha.

My first ever celebrity crush was on Avril Lavigne. Hahahah. I know she aint many peoples cup of tea but i was blinded by her smile. Hahaha. She had the straightest, whitest set of teeth ive ever seen. Hahaha. She caught my eye when i was watching her, i think, debut music video "Complicated". I know i wasn't the only one as I think my friend also "fell" for her while watching that video clip. She looked so cute, adorable, huggable in that clip. Hahaha. Skating in the mall, skating at the skate park, thrashing bins and etc. She just seemed like the cutest thing. Unfortunately, she has totally changed now. She looks so like Britney Spears with all these poppy songs like "Hot" and "Girlfriend".

I changed my celebrity crush way before Avril's transformation into a pop queen. It was at the sight of Anne Hathaway. I watched "Princess Diaries". I think I watched that movie about 4 times. Hahaha. And I never got bored. Hahaha. Anne Hathaway looked so elegent as a princess. I guess, again, her smile caught me. That big big teeth exposing smile of hers. Im on my knees thinking bout it. Hahaha. She was soo clumsy in the movie. Knocking into things and looking soo silly trying to walk in heels. Hahaha. And her waving her hands like a true queen, she looked adorable. Hehe.

Soon after that, a local celeb caught my eye. I watched "Sepet" for the first time. I think it was during raya. She had the cutest smile plastered on her face. Her cheeks looks so pinchable. Sharifah Amani was the name. Shes on the left by the way. Hahah. I couldn't get a picture of her alone, so this is the best I could come up with. Hahaha. Anyway, I thought she was cute in the movie. Her personality and everything. And her hair, damn it's fucking straight. She could be that girl in "The Ring" if she bothered to audition. Hahaha. (Lame Joke). Oh, I could of met her in real life. But I missed that opportunity. She went to my friends 'kenduri makan'. I was invited but I didn't go because I went to KLCC with my family that time. How I rued the miss opportunity to meet her and probably get her number at that time. Hahaha. Soon I knew that she was a smoker and had really bad attitude. Hahaha. I moved on.

It took me a couple years to find my next celebrity crush and it came in the form of Kristen Bell. The chick who could electroCUTE people. First thing that drew my attention towards her was her eyes. Its damn blue wey. Like really really blue. Hahaha. You could see from the picture there. The good thing about her is that, she's also cool out of sets. She did this interview once and she was super cute in it. The interviewer asked her a question and suddenly she just starts to giggle and do a 360 degree turn. Like literally. Hahaha. Cute bai. Hahaha.

Now, I have zero celebrity crushes. Hahaha. I dont know why I've moved on from Kristen Bell but I guess it's because I don't watch Heroes anymore. Hahaha. That writer's strike la. No Heroes, no Prison Break. So there you go, the list of my celebrity crushes. Hahah. Ciao!

Wonderwall

2008-07-25T20:19:00.003+08:00

The human mind. Its amazing how we can remember certain events in such a detailed manner, certain songs that we've never heard of in sometime. I was driving back home then our local radio station played this familiar tune. It went something like that Malaysian Artiste For Unity Song. Well the intro at least. Then after awhile, i started singing along. I could remember the lyrics well. I sang out loud in my car, ignoring all those people staring at me as if i was some lunatic shouting alone in my box of wheels. I used to love that song. Oh, the song in question is Oasis-Wonderwall.

I don't know how the human mind works. I would love to imagine that whenever you do something, the human mind picks that something up and stores that something into a cabinet. Which you will save for grandfather stories in the future. Do you remember what you did that time when you were holidaying in Redang for instance? You probably would. Heck, I could even remember that time I farted so loud that my arse hurts. And that was probably 10 years ago. Hahaha.

The funny thing about the human mind is, each person has different ways of using it. Some can be really good at memorising things and some the complete opposite. I wish I could be that super in memorising stuff, I could be the next Einstein for all you know. Unfortunately, I think our minds just memorise what we really want to memorise. Its the same with the eyes, we see what we want to see. I can utter the words to a whole bunch of songs just by listening to them. But I'm fucking pathetic at memorising, oh lets say, Microeconomics. Hahaha.

Picture

2008-07-23T23:34:00.011+08:00

A picture is worth a thousand words. Isn't it fascinating that a single picture could tell so many stories. There could be numerous interpretations from just looking at a picture. This picture for instance could be interpreted in two obvious ways.

First it could mean that, Bush is the worst disaster to hit the US. Hahahah. The appointment of George Bush as the President of The U.S is the biggest disaster to the USA. Hahaha. Yes, I repeated the sentence because I just find it hilarious. Bravo to Sky News for such excellent TV. Hahaha.

Second, it could mean that Bush says whatever the thing he's talking about is the worst disaster to hit the US. Hahaha. I'm not an American citizen so I don't really know anything about George Bush but I prefer my first interpretation of the picture. Hahaha.

Now here comes the bad part of the phrase "A picture is worth a thousand words". Interpretations could be taken positively and negatively. What if you were George Bush in this sense? You would be livid i presume. There's another saying from a certain John McCarthy. "As the Chinese say, 1001 words is worth more than a picture". I actually agree with this statement. I think that words are more powerful than just a single picture. Yes, it is a wonderful thought that a picture could widen your imagination and figure intricate meanings only known to your mind. But it would be nice to be spoon fed the information once in awhile. You don't have to go and crack your brain trying to figure out what the hell that particular picture means.

On the other hand though, when you finally get the right interpretation of that picture (or maybe just right in your mind), you'll feel a sense of joy, freedom, happiness. Hahaha. It's like solving a really hard Calculus question by yourself. You have a degree of understanding of that object. Like this van Gogh picture. I didn't know what it meant but after reading this persons take on the picture, I was sold.

Have you ever seen a real night sky that looked like van Gogh's Starry Night? I hope not! So why would an artist paint the sky this way? Perhaps I can answer that with another question. When you're happy, why do you sing instead of speak? Or when you're in love, why do you speak of roses and honey? When we do these things, we, too are artists; we're using something that goes beyond a mere clinical, scientific description in order to communicate our feelings more powerfully than straightforward words can. So consider for a moment that van Gogh might not have been hallucinating on the night he painted this. Maybe he felt something so powerful that he had to go beyond the familiar to express it.

-Jeff Dugan-

Two really different views on the stance of a picture. And i agree with both views. "A picture is worth a thousand words" and "As the Chinese say, 1001 words is worth more than a picture". Both proverbs could be applied depending on the situation. Hahah. I'm just a confused person. I don't know which view to agree on. I guess its okay to just sit on the fence. Hahaha.

P.S. All Bush fans, chill okay. I'm just writing a pointless blog entry. Don't go coming around to Malaysia and trying to find me and kick my arse because its only a joke. Hahahah.

Baby Im Yours

2008-07-23T22:22:00.001+08:00

My favourite movies. I'm not going to list them in order but I'm just going to list the movies that just popped into my mind at that time. The first is definitely "The Prestige". Hahaha. My friend, Chang Wern Sern, recommended this movie to me. I wanted to watch it when it was doing it's rounds in the theatres but I didn't have the chance. I didn't have a clue what the movie was about, only that it was about magicians doing magic tricks. Hahah. I think when you watch a movie, not anticipating anything, you'd find the experience even more enjoyable. Don't worry, I wont spoil the movie for those who have not watched it yet. But the movie captured me from the very beginning. I love these type of movies. Movies that don't keep you checking out what time it is? How long has the movie played? When is it gonna end? These kinda movies keep you on the edge of your seat every second. You just don't want the movie to end. And when it does finally end, you'd think about the movie. Over and over again. How brilliant it was written and all. Hahaha. "The Prestige" gave me that feeling. Hahah. Between "The Prestige" and "The Illusionist", I found "The Prestige" the superior movie.

Next, I would say "The Green Mile". Its a prison type of movie. You would think that its your typical 'good guy goes to jail, gets beaten up, bullied, makes friends with people, then digs a hole and escapes from the prison' type of movie. Well, you're sooo wrong there. This is a different genre of prison movie. Not like "Shawshank Redemption" or "Escape from Alcatraz", it has more meaning that just escaping from prison. Its about life as itself. Appreciating what life is all about. "The Green Mile", although is approximately 3 hours long, is a tear busting movie. Do expect your emotional dam to collapse while watching this movie. Its so wonderfully written, you don't realise that you have spent 3 hours of your life watching a 'box with colours'.

Now this is not really a favourite of mine but I just love the intro to the story. "28 Weeks Later". The sight of Don running away from countless zombies is mesmerizing. Just watch the intro, you'd love it. Actually, the grass that he runs on, its green. Like seriously damn green. Hahaha. Damn, i wonder how it feels like to be chased by countless zombies. You think i could outrun em? Hahaha What a thought.

Super Size Me

2008-07-22T20:12:00.003+08:00

In our modern era, everyone seem to know what they want to do. But most importantly, they want it done fast. Highways, bullet trains Concorde and last but not least, fast food. But do they not realise the dangers of eating fast food? Luckily, Morgan Spurlock did a very interesting documentary on the dangers of eating such food. Nicely constructed video images that suprisingly made me very interested. I dont really care about all the fats or calories that i gain by eating all these junk food but after watching this documentary, I now understand how and why.

My only decent argument to this documentary is the thought of two girls who have accused McDonalds for making them obese. In my opinion, its not all McDonalds fault. We have been given a choice, to eat or not to eat. These two girls have made their choice and received what they have, indirectly, asked for. Obesity. In the movie, it shows several overweight people chomping down on burgers. Where they forced to eat those burgers? Nope, they were all eating at they own free will. But there is one thing to blame McD for, the fact that they didnt set provide their consumers on the nutrition that they consume. Only a handful of outlets had a nutrition chart and most of them were hidden from view.

From a McDonald's directors' perspective, they are making huge profits. Creations of certain cartoon characters such as, Ronald McDonald, Hamburglar and Mac Tonight, have widen their customer base. It has attracted many young children hence more money being pumped into the bank. The media has also played a part in McD's rise. In advertising alone, McDonalds has made huge amounts of profits. In a recent article it stated that, more importantly, it would instill brand loyalty in them, which would persist throughout adulthood through nostalgic associations to McDonalds. Its ills are discussed: the exploitation of children's naivety, trusting nature and that the average child watches 21 hours of television per week. This also includes 10000 tv advertisements a year. (Source:Wikipedia) (Unreliable, i know but i have to cite)

McDonalds also has truism in some of its campaigns. It says it has introduced new salads. Manipulating consumers thought into a so called healthier food type. In reality, the salad contains even more calories than a hamburger. (Source:Wikipedia) Wouldnt it be nice if we were told of this fact? McDonald wouldnt take the risk, besides its a business a company. What they all care about is the money, not consumers health.

Globalization of the fast food world is what McDonald has done. More and more people are becoming obese because of this. Since its introduction into the Chinese and Japanese market, the death rate due to obesity has increased. This has had an economic and social effect on both societies. Of course the fast food industry is having a blast with the money gained but isnt it ironic that some peoples liver might blast too?

As a World Issues student, Im very concern of the rate of people dying due to obesity. It definitely is a world issue. But who are the people to blame? The society? Fast food companies? Whoever it is, this movie 'supersized me' knowledge about the fast food industry.

Better In Time

2008-07-22T20:06:00.003+08:00

This piece of land I see,
Makes me wanna pee,
Oh, look at all the greenery,
Omg, its gonna burst in me.

Look at that abandoned piece of land,
It's left as if it's a rotten ham,
Fortunately, I'm a wise businessman,
As I vow to put some value on this land.

Imagine all the profits I could make,
Turning this land in to a hot cake,
Or maybe dig it up so it'll be a lake,
I don't care, it's the money that keeps me awake.

But wait, I'm not that type of person,
Digging, killing just for some cash,
Imagine destroying someone's passion,
That'll feel like an arrow piercing through my chest.

That piece of land I see,
Is living things natural company,
Demolishing it would be a sin to me,
Developing it would be great for the community.

-William Nashspere-

That Batman Tune

2008-07-17T22:18:00.002+08:00

All these post that i have posted, it's not who i actually am. Rather, it's who i would want to be. I ask you to NOT procrastinate, to NOT believe in hype, to CHANGE before it's too late, yet i have not done either one of these things. I have actually become the person that i don't want to be. And when you become that person, that's who you really are. That's your true colours.

Procrastinate. I still procrastinate although i have suffered big time when assignments are due. Staying up late just to complete the assignment. Bugging my friends on how to do this and that. I suddenly become a socially active person just because of the ever approaching submission date. All attributes that i am not famously known for. I sleep early, nowadays. Im not that social. I dont really like bugging my friends. Well, procrastinating brings out the worse in you.

But is that who you really are? Does the bad things that happen in your life bring out the 'real' you? Let me rephrase that, does the things that make you have a sudden rush of blood bring out YOU? I think it does. It shows how pure or beautiful you are. How innocent you are. How careful you are. But it could also show the other side of you. Whatever it is, just be yourself.

Leave Out All The Rest

2008-07-16T08:28:00.004+08:00

Hype. These days, to attract potential customers, you got to hype up your product. By giving sneak peaks, promoting and selling certain stuff, the seller could gain a reasonable fan base. Enough to get a concrete return in profits. The most hyped up movie this year is The Dark Knight, the sequel to Batman Begins. Add to the death of the late Heath Ledger, this movie is highly anticipated. Even before his untimely death, thousands of fans were dying just to get a glimpse of the way Heath Ledger potrayed The Joker. The Joker is one of the most iconic villains in movie history. And if the hype is true, Heath Ledger gave a mastermind of a performance in his role as 'that' clown.

Now the problem with hype is, it doesnt necessary end up being good. There was this footballer named, Freddy Adu. He was 14 years of age when people first knew about his, so called, 'wonderkid' talent. After years of playing football in the states, he moved to Benfica (if im not mistaken). And now, all the hype of this 'wonderkid' has just died down. You dont hear people raving about him anymore. Just that he was yesterdays news. Those who play FM should know of what i mean when i say 'wonderkid'. Hahaha.

Another example is the new Apple iPhone 3G. Hundreds of people lined up outside their store, wanting to be the first people to own that phone. And during the premier of it, there were some technical glinch. Many were left disappointed.

Hype, in my opinion, is just to get a huge fan base. Once you get the fans, you get the money. And after that, people won't really bother what you think. It's all about the money. Im just saying, but don't really believe in the hype. Don't put such high expectations on stuff. Because when you do, and it doesn't reach your standards, you'll feel duly let down.

Lucky

2008-07-15T19:08:00.002+08:00

My dad loves to collect art. He has lots of paintings at home and they are all worth a lot of money. They range from about RM1000-RM12000. I dont know why he would spend soo much money on art but i guess thats just because he loves em. Everytime i look at the paintings he has bought, i stop and think "even a 8 year old could draw this crap". Not really think, but wonder as how a few scripples could cost a fortune. And the worse part is that these paintings, they rise in value. I think my dad bought this painting for about RM5000 and now its worth RM12000. Crazy i say. This world is maddd.

Another thing that is worth investing in is watches. Believe or not, watches too can rise in value. My dad has this friend who bought a watch for RM90000, i think. It will sooner or later have a higher price once the buyer puts it in the market again.

I dont understand why people would spend so much on certain things. Paintings, watches and sometimes, slippers. Hahaha. Im just a confused person. Hahah. I think i think alot about irrelevant stuff. Hahaha.

Deeper Conversation

2008-07-14T11:04:00.003+08:00

Remember when i said that i completely disagree when people say love means letting go? Well, i would like to retract my comment and agree that love means letting go. At first glance, i misinterpreted the meaning of letting go. I thought when the speaker said those words, he meant it in a way that you got to let go of the person that you love in order for their happiness. After reading a couple, wait my mistake, a hundred little love notes, i have changed my mind and agree with the statement that says love means letting go.

The little notes that i have read, a majority of the them says that there is no love without giving out. What i think this means is that, you don't let go of the person that you love. Instead you free your heart from your body and give it to someone else. All your life, your heart has been with you. You own that heart of yours but when you finally do fall in love, you give your heart to that lucky person. This interpretation might be crap but my views have changed and i am definitely in love as i have given my heart to the one that i truly love. You should know by now who that person is as i have stated her name in previous post. Haha. I love you baby. :)

Standing Next To Me

2008-07-13T12:04:00.005+08:00

Last year, around August. I saw this trailer for a movie. The trailer was only about 2 mins and was entirely shot using a handheld camera. It looked totally original and it gave me fucking goosebumps. The shot of the head of the statue of liberty being flung across the city was damn cool. And the trailer ended with only the release date of the movie which was 1-18-08. No title. As soon as i saw that trailer. I got so curious. What the hell was this movie about. I went through blogs of the movie. Looked into their official site. Read threads on it. I was practically like a geek waiting for the release of the new Apple PC. Hahaha.

Anyways, after months of waiting for the release of my eagerly anticipated movie, i got to watch it. Many people in front of me couldnt stand the shakiness of the camera and decided to ditch the movie BUT me, no no no, i was so excited by the movie. I literally had a 1 hour 30 minute long orgasm. Hahaha. After the movie, people interpreted it differently. Some people didnt like the ending because it wasnt a happy one. Hahaha. And some thought that the ending fitted the movie nicely. I thought the ending was super cool because nowadays, all hollywood movies end so happily. Hahaha. Once in awhile, its better for a dark ending to a movie. Haha. Anyway, i came across the best intepretation of the movie just now and it was from a thread in imdb. So props to the poster.

No way, the ending was totally appropriate. The monster was never the point of the movie. The film, in my opinion, was really two things:

1) a metaphor for the blind terror of 9/11--at the time, we didn't know what was going on, who had attacked us, or why. All we knew on that day was fear.
2) a simple love story, albeit not the best one of the year. Rob and Beth, longtime friends, fall in love and have a night/day together. The awkwardness that follows leads to a fight. The monster is really the thing that brings them together in the end--as they huddle under the bridge amid the bombings, they confess their love and die together (or not, judging from the alternate ending).

This, in my opinion, is a great ending, leaving the focus not on the monster, but on those affected.

-IMDB poster-

What do you think about the ending? :)

Lucky

2008-07-12T20:55:00.002+08:00

Platinum or Gold Class?

I have tried both the classes of cinema seats and heres my view on things. I'll tell you about the Gold Class seats first. First of all, the price. Its RM40 no matter what day it is or what time of the day it is. You get to read newspapers and magazines at the waiting area. Ah fuck this, i dont really wanna explain the Gold Class seats. Hahaha. Coz i think that the Platinum Class seats at Cineleisure Damansara, is awesomeeee. Hahaha.

First, you are greeted by their cheerful looking workers. And prices during non peak hours are RM25 ONLY. But during peak hours its RM40 lah. Hahaha. Anyways, as you walk into the waiting area, you get to see pictures of famous old celebrities hung on the walls. Marlon Brando, Bette Davis, etc. You also get complimentary drinks, of your choice!! Then you get free internet accesss. Theres 3 PC's for you to use while waiting for your movie to start. You can also check out the latest trailers while sitting in such comfortable chairs. Oh, theres even a pillow for you to hug. Hahaha. And also, there are two massage chairs. I didnt try it la but im just telling. Hahaha. You could also catch a view of the houses nearby The Curve as there is an open view of the neighbourhood of Damansara. And when you get into the cinema, you'll be greeted to this very soothing atmosphere. You'll feel so sleepy coz the music they use, I think it's for old people la. Hahaha. I felt so sleepy. Hahaha. The chairs were so comfortable. You could adjust it by pressing some buttons on the side. And there is a button to call for service. Hahahah.

You see the very contrasting comparisons. Obviously i enjoyed my movie watching experience at Cineleisure compared to OU's Gold Class. But everyone has different taste so I won't try to persuade you readers to CHOOSE THE PLATINUM SEATS AT CINELEISURE. Hahahahah. Oh, the movie i saw was HellBoy2. It was an okay movie lah BUT the company, as usual, is fantastic. :)

Capital E

2008-07-12T12:16:00.003+08:00

Recently, my lecturer asked me to do a presentation on the three lessons that i have learnt in life. The first thing that came to my mind of DONT PROCRASTINATE. I went on and on about not procrastinating and that i always did last minute work and it led to me failing my microeconomics. And guess what, I still procrastinate. Haha. Do you think people ever learn from their mistakes? I honestly dont believe that people do. I have made many mistakes in my life and everytime i say to myself i wont do it again, eventually after sometime ill return to my bad habits.

In my opinion, nobody ever learns from their mistakes. My brother said early this year that he'll study harder, he's gonna be a better person. Reduce time going to the gym, and start reading his textbook more. Guess what? After 3 weeks, he return to his bad habits and went to the gym even more. Hahaha. Although he did improve on his results, he got 7 for add maths but noone ever learns from their mistakes. Hahaha.

There are people who do though but only when the worst of things happen in their lives. Like a death of family member. Things that really have an impact on ones lives. This is the only thing, in my opinion, that could trigger that part of the brain and make you change. So people, I suggest that dont change just because someone important to you has just passed away. Learn from your mistakes immediately. Then and only then, you'll be a better person.

A Little Piece Of Heaven

2008-07-11T01:01:00.003+08:00

Inspiration. Everyone must have idols in their lives. When i was younger, i admired how this dude played football. He, in my opinion, was the best amateur footballer i have seen. He could do almost everything. Pass, dribble, cross and most importantly score. I tried to play like him, he was left footed so i wanted to be the right footed him. Hahah. Then i realised, he was only an idol of mine. Why be like him, when you can be better than him? He is only the stepping stone for me to become a better footballer. I won't say that im a better footballer than him now, but i have definitely improved these past few years.

As i grew older, different people became idols of mine. When i was in Taylors College, Idris Jala, the MAS guy. He came and gave a speech on business turnarounds or something like that. For the second time in my life, I was so determined to be like someone. Imagine being the sole reason to the companies sudden increase in profis. Imagine being the person that the government personally selected so that you help that company awake from their long slumber. It would be damn cool to be known as the person that helped a company suffering massive debts turn into a company that has a reasonable amount of profit in less than a year. Awesome! Unfortunately, i didnt use him as a foundation to become successful.

Now, the person i look up to the most are my parents. In my opinion, they are the best parents around. Although, my dad does bug me sometimes when he interupts with my daily schedule but other times, he's just da bomb! I so wanna be like him. But i think he was born smart. Haha. Some people are like that. They don't have to study, the infomation just sticks to the brain somehow. My mum says that my dad just listens to lectures. He doesnt copy down notes or anything. Hahaha. And this was before they met each other. Means my mum was checking my dad out first. Hahaha. Its all hard work. So dad, im gonna be better than you! Actions do speak louder than words. Hahaha. So i hope that you become my stepping stone to success, dad!
Hehe.

Old Yellow Bricks

2008-07-10T23:27:00.004+08:00

Passion. When you have a passion for something, you'd definitely enjoy doing that something. For me, when your studying, you need to have passion for that subject. If you have no interest whatsoever on the subject that you're studying, theres no way you're gonna get good results. You'll just laze around, sleep in lectures/tutorials, skip lectures/tutorials, not do any tutorial exercises and worse of all, don't even bother to study a single shit of that particular subject. And when you do start to study, it's too damn late. This happenned to me for my Business Law. I just was not interested in that subject. I found it boring and every lecture that i went to, made me feel so damn sleepy. Only a couple of days before the exam, i started studying and guess what, it was too late. I failed. Expected. You see, i didnt have passion for that subject. Accounts on the other hand, i did all my homework. I even did exercises on topics that weren't assigned for homework. I just loved accounts. One reason that helped me love accounts was the best teacher around town. Ms Rohayu. Now, i know what you're thinking. She must be hot and all that. No. She's just your average female teacher whos working for a living, trying to feed her children. But the way she taught me accounts. She made accounts seem so simple. She made me want to go to class. I had a passion for accounts and how much did i get for my finals. I got a freaking A.

Now passion doesn't only exist when it comes to studying, you must have a passion for everything in life. Passion to eat. Passion to play football. Passion to drive. Well i used to have passion for all of these things. Whenever i played football, i'd burst my lungs just to get the ball back. I'd play every single game with my heart on my sleeves. Even when i drive, i had a fucking erection man. Hahahaha. But now, all that passion for the above mentioned, has turned into JUST hobbies. I have a passion for something else. My mistake, someone else. It's you Syahirah Hidayah. All i want to do is be with you. As in my previous post, im gonna end it with I LOVE YOU SYAHIRAH HIDAYAH.

My Baby You

2008-07-09T21:59:00.002+08:00

Love. Four little letters that give a specific person a rush of emotions when said out loud from the honesty of the speakers heart. Is love about letting go? Well, according to "Cinta", a Malaysian movie about love, love means letting go. In my opinion, thats just bullshit. If you love someone that much, you'd do almost anything imaginable just to have your partner by your side. The best description of love that i've ever heard is from the movie "Stardust".

"You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine. "

-Yvaine-

That in my opinion is the best description of love. You dont need to prove to someone that you love that person. Knowing that person loves you too is more than enough. Is love blind? I think so. When someone falls hard for another, they dont see the outer appearance. What you see is whats inside that person. You see their true colours. Not the oilyness of their nose. Not the pointy/sharpness of their nose. Not that pouty lips. Not the awesomeness of their short left side fringe of their hair. (Although its a bonus. Haha). But you look into their hearts. How kind they are, how sincere they are, how honest they are and etc.

Love is something pure. I dont know why when people say love, its always associated with the colour red. Why not white? White is a pure colour. Imagine a white heart. Uuuu, so pure. Hahaha. Whenever your in love, you forget bout everything in this world. All your sorrows seem to disappear. You just feel fucking happy all the time. You just want to be with that person all the time. Youre not being clingy, youre just having a blast hanging out with your soulmate.

I LOVE YOU, SYAHIRAH HIDAYAH.

Over my head.

2008-07-09T21:28:00.002+08:00

I want to stab Miss A****h
& I had the worst day thanks to her
& I met the nicest ppl today & I cried at strangers
I'm a little freaky .. i should start making friends.

--- Mr Dumpty ;)

; Miss Humpty.

Here In My Home

2008-07-09T05:18:00.001+08:00

Food. Malaysia has a variety of food to eat. You have mamak food, chinese food, thai food and also vietnamiese food. Just name it, Malaysia has it. Food is my third hobby. I love eating. I wont say im fat, i just have a round belly. Hahaha. This might be a weird post as im going to teach you internet freaks how to enjoy a proper meal.

They say breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Now of course you got to eat all those nutricious meals. But unfortunately, we live in Malaysia. Theres no way you can control your diet. We have roti canai, roti telur, roti planta, nasi lemak. Who can stand the temptations of that greasy nasi lemak, covered in delicious looking sambal sauce with that egg with the yellow thing in the middle, oh add a thigh of a chicken to that, and that my friends is the perfect breakfast for many many Malaysians. I just had nasi lemak in the morning and was superb. The chickens skin, melting my heart now. Now, how do you enjoy that nasi lemak. First, you must and i stress MUST only think about that nasi lemak with chicken. Having other stuff on your mind will make the taste of the nasi lemak a lil bit sour. Just give that food 100% concentration. It taste better, trust me.

Actually, thats the only rule to enjoying a perfect meal. Just enjoy your food. Hahahaha. Chew everything slowly. Savour the moment. Hahahaa. I obviously have nothing to blog about. Eat people, eat. Dont care about your body. As long as you're happy. Hoyeah!

505

2008-07-08T21:28:00.000+08:00

Blog content. You read other blogs and everyone has their own way of writting their blogs.

First you have the typical, oh i went to mamak tanjung today. i had a blast. i had the time of my life. My friends and i, we chit chatted for hours. Laughing and dancing. Time flew. I felt like not going home because mamak tanjung was like my first home. And blablablabla. You know the type of blog that babbles about their day. Yeah, thats the most common type of blog. Im not dissing those that blog like that, im just stating the many types of blogs that are around the web. So dont go reporting my blog, ayte? Hahah.

Second, you have my type of blog. Blogs that talk about how they feel about certain stuff. Money, love, lame people and etc. These people, they are more emo. Hahaha. They write about what they feel is right. And in my opinion have a better command of english. Im not saying my english is good, but generally, these type of blogs are more interesting. Hahaha. Actually, i am dissing those typical bloggers. Hahaha. Im mean. Yeah baby. Hahahah.

Lastly, you have blogs that talk about their interest. Cars, football, fashion and etc. I read a blog on fashion that day. Fucker, damn bimbo. Hahaha. Sorry to that blogger. Hahaha. These bloggers are more of information people. They provide information on issues and stuff.

Okay, this post is crap. I know. What i wanted to say is, it doesnt matter how you write the blog as long as you get what you wanna say out of your chest. For me, blogging is just a way for people to let their feelings out. Some dont have people to talk to, so they blog. And some want to share how they feel about the world, about politics, so they blog. Some blogs contain pictures and some contain words. Others both. The best blogs though, are the ones that keep you coming back for more. So to all those bloggers out there, keep on writting, there is someone out there anxiously waiting for your new entry. LOL!

Im Yours

2008-07-08T17:07:00.000+08:00

Sorry. I lied yesterday. Remember i wrote that i was gonna write a ridiculously long post about perception? Well, it wasnt long at all. It was fucking short. Hahah. Okay, im back again with another post. I didnt promise to write everyday but i have to write everyday thanks to a certain someone. :) anyways, today im gonna write about money.

Everyone in this world craves for money. We would do absolutely anything just for money. You see all these reality tv shows where people sacrifice their bodies just to get money. Survivor, from being a completely healthy person, they end up being skinny, sick and diseased. And all for what? Money. Another show, Fear Factor. Now theres a true test to humans desire to obtain cash. They are willing to get bitten by snakes, electrocuted alive, eating cockroaches and even testing their limits by holding their breathe, just to outbreath their competitors. Again why? Money.

The bad thing about money is that, people are willing to commit embarassing crimes just to get that money. Robbing people, killing people. I just dont understand why people would go to such a low just to get money. Yes, money is needed to survive is this cruel world but WHY why go to such extremes just for some printed notes of paper. You could do small jobs and you'll still have money. It is a cruel world to live in but you dont deserve to live if your taking other lives just so that you could live. Fuck you people who do that.

The expression money doesnt grow on trees fit this entry. Dont commit crime. Work for money. You'll feel so much better when you use that money that you've earned.

Like A Star

2008-07-07T21:20:00.000+08:00

Hey People, New Blogger In Town.

Well, normally in their first post, people will just write testing testing BUT noooo, im gonna be all special and write a ridiculously long post on perception. I dont knw why im writting bout perception but thats the thing thats on my mind right now.

Evryone in this world has their own perception on things. Its not a nice thing you knw. Like when Jason Castro was on American Idol. He is a talented singer, has his own style and all. But because of his style, you knw the reggae look, people perceived him differently. They say he was a crack whore, a junkie, bob marley wannabe and so so. How would it feel if someone perceives you in a certain way?

Okay, i may not be the most perfect person in this world. I too have perceived people in certain ways and i am not at all proud of my actions. The last time i perceived someone was when this malay dude spoke perfect english. I judged him by how he looked and based on that, i didnt expect his english to be good. I have judged others too by the way they drive their car, walk, talk and worse of all how the look.

Another thing i have perceived is The Dark Knight. HAHAHAHA. The trailer is fucking awesome weyyy. I knw im saying, dont perceive and shit BUT THE DARK KNIGHT WEY. See the trailer. This one you want to perceive by the trailer, I dont mind at all. I can get an orgasm watching the trailer. Arghhhhhhh.