Kit Kats

Bonus:

This is so awesome.

2 days

the calm before the storm is over.

inside, the boats are sinking, and the men are screaming for their lives. 

fear has a smell, and I stink of it

Kit Kats

recycle all your aluminium foils appropriately.

Portfolio 2

Some of my latest works mostly for assignments. Both digital.

Jal and Cheeks

thanks for coming to my cheer cheeks! it meant a lot to me.

i haven't been blogging much because i am so far behind in my studies and my EOS is in 2 weeks.

i miss you guys mucho tho. xx

keep me updated alligators!

Devil's Advocate #3

There is an old adage floating around: Don't label me.

Many are afraid of being labelled some have gone so far as to get themselves into arguments, spats and even fist fights about being labelled.

"Don't label me! Why must you label?"

So!

DA #3: Being labelled.

I argue that is good and at times, even necessary to label - things, people, emotions, thoughts (everything).

When our brains got to a decent enough size to start forming and recognizing vocal patterns, thus giving birth to language (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Origin_of_language), we haven't stopped labeling things.

When we could, we gave names to things like fire, tree, sky, rain, water, food, safe, danger.

The labeling of these things have helped us as a species survive. We have taught our children using words. Warning them that it is not safe to 'eat' the 'woolly mammoth' without 'mother' or 'father'.

This is how we make sense of the world.

We label the things around us to make it familiar to us. We label to understand the world.

This is why we find it necessary to label people. We want to understand them in relation to ourselves. If I label someone friend - I can have a nice chat with her. If I label someone enemy - I won't even lend the son of a bitch a teaspoon of sugar no matter how much he needed to get that sponge cake made in time for his aunt's funeral.

We label people with the same reason we label everything else - to find order in an otherwise chaotic field of relationships.

Many find labeling means succumbing to a standard or being tied down to a maxim. As if the label defined them.

So what if it does?

What's wrong being called a boy when you indeed have a penis and your chromosomes are XY?

What's wrong being called an asshole when you indeed treat others around you like shit?

What's wrong being called an atheist when you indeed do not believe in a certain deity?

Nothing.

Some label to belittle. I grant that. Some use derogatory terms and the world has heard many.

Faggot. Nigger. Heathen. Slut.

But if you know where you stand, surely you can rebut. Surely you can tell the antagonizer to shove off because this is who you are or argue that their narrow minded view of the world is flawed.

So.

Don't blame others for labeling you. They do, I do, because we need to make sense of you.

As for derogatory terms? Fight back! Don't cower in a corner and plea: Don't label me.

Kit Kats

Oh and meet my japanese flying squirrel, the superior ace-to pilot-to, Kaneda!

Portfolio

I was quite inspired by one my classmates who posts his portfolio on his facebook so I was thinking organizing my own here on the blog.

This was an A3 3 point perspective concept for my Perspective Studies finals. Did it with pencil at first then I only I overlay with ink. I was going for a spacey-futuristic theme.

A2 colour pencil + gouache mix media illustration for my Illustration Fundamental finals. Had to do a sort of movie poster so i chose the move The Good,The Bad and The Ugly. Took a while.

I hope to upload more soon and compile it to my online gallery --->

C u laterzzz.

Devil's Advocate #2

This episode of DA is a tad more cerebral.

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DA #2: Existence and the Default Position

This topic may have links to my non-belief but leaving deities aside, I think it's a rather interesting topic of discussion. So here it goes.

I present to you one of my favourite logical arguments: Bertrand Russell's Teapot.

In a nutshell: If I told you that there was a teapot orbiting earth and further postulated that this teapot cannot be seen by any telescope known to mankind; would you believe me?

Most probably the answer would be no.

This line of logic is applied to the Loch Ness monster, Santa Claus, unicorns, "real" magic etc.

The question to be asked is Why? Why is it the most common answer to Russell's Teapot "No."?

It's probably because we are creatures of reason and logic. And that is why I argue that the default position for claiming the existence of something is one of non-existence.

Meaning, we do not believe schizophrenics when they claim that they are hearing voices in the night without evidence. Those voices, do not exist until proven.

This same reasoning applies to the criminally charged. As the old adage goes: Innocent until proven guilty.

One reason for this line of thought is the fact that it is illogical and impossible to prove a negative (of course in the context of absolutes, universality and objectivity).

For example, if I claim that there are unicorns in the world, it is my onus to prove it.

It is illogical for me to request OTHERS to prove that there are no unicorns to make the unicorns' existence legitimate.

How can you go about proving that there are NO unicorns? You can't.

But does that mean they exist? Of course not. It is the person who makes the claim who is responsible for justifying it.

However, this proving non-existence can be done under special limitations of course, for example, if I told you that there was a unicorn under my bed, you could very well prove that there wasn't one by looking under the bed.

But when it comes to the universal, absolute existence of anything, it is those who make the claim that have the responsibility in providing evidence for it to make the 'something' objectively existent.

I am obligated to present you substantial evidence for the existence of unicorns for them to be considered to have existed. Otherwise, I'm just the regular nutty, no different from those that believe vampires exist because Stephanie Meyer said so.

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Agreed? Disagreed? Lemme know.

Busy but Happie :D

look what came home over the weekend :D

im a happy happy boi! but theres so much to do.. not much time to enjoy also


love!

BRAIN STEM! BRAIN STEM!

For you Yong Ming. Oh you future doctor you.

Devil's Advocate #1

I have decided to attempt intelligent discussion; occasioning the trivial and absurd. I call this attempt the Devil's Advocate series!

This is where I play devil's advocate and take points of view and challenge them.

I hope it won't be a one way thing. Just comment and we can continue the discussion!

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If you've been watching Astro, you would have come across a lame attempt at a PSA regarding the abandonment of babies, or the throwing away of infants to be more blunt.

The attempt is one of a karoke style, let's get all the celebs we can find and have them sing this emo-ish it's going to crescendo at the end with a strong solo by a woman in the middle type tune.

Now, I am against the throwing away of babies. Hell yes. I think people who do this are murderers and should be locked up (or if they are suffering from post natal depression, a shorter sentence with psychological help).

That aside, just days after I watched the PSA for the n-th time, I heard on the radio that a local government does not agree that sex education shou

ld be taught in schools. Their reasoning behind this: It may encourage underage, pre-marital sex which may lead to a proliferation of infanticide. (not ad verbatim)

So!

Devil's Advocate #1: Sex education in schools

It must be taught! It's illogical to say that by NOT telling teenagers about the effectiveness of contraceptives and propagate the notion of "abstinence is the ONLY way" - that the number of teen pregnancies will drop. There is actually research that proves the contrary:

"Experts from the American Public Health Associatio

n and U.S. Institute of Medicine testified that scientific studies have not found that abstinence-only teaching works to cut pregnancies, sexually transmitted diseases or the age when sexual activity begins." (Reuters)

However, there IS research that shows CONDOMS FUCKING WORK.

We're not really taught sex education here, and that whole chart on contraceptives in the bio text books is hardly counted as sex education.

Funnily enough, contraception is taught in NS. When I went, they showed us how to put on a condom on a banana, or a cucumber, I forget.

I say teach both. Contraception AND abstinence. Show us research, give us proof. Then let US decide. Stop shoving dogma down students' throats (haha double entendre).

People are going to have sex. And when they do, equipped with the knowledge that contraceptives can prevent pregnancies and STDs, maybe THEN, infanticide rates will fall.

Don't just sing it with "peshen" and think you're going to enlighten hormone pumped sexual beings.

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I welcome feedback for further discussion!

Short ones, long ones (haha double entendre. again!), feedback of any kind is appreciated.

School reopens tmr

and i still have my COP assignment to do ...

sorry Jal. i skipped dinner cause i know i ought to stay at home and do my COP project ;(



sien

Facebook

There is a movie about to be released later this entitled The Social Network. You should be able to guess the movie is about facebook, or rather the creation of it. The movie is basically about the creator Mark Zuckerberg and how Facebook came to become as it is today. Quite dark as you can see the trailer.



The song for this trailer is a cover version of Radiohead's ''Creep''. Beautiful song.



Its done back in 1992 so its quite prehistoric but still very brilliant. If you follow Radiohead, you'll notice Radiohead's sound at this point of their career is quite different from their more recent works but still amazing. I'm quite inspired by their experimental attitude.

That's all for today. I thought of just sharing a piece of info that might interest you people at home/starbucks/lift/MBPJ toilet. Have a good weekend and I'll see you all the next full moon.

"Hello, I'm an aardvark, and this is my snout!"

He did his boy

A while back Jal introduced a guy named Tim Minchin. I think he was great. I also think this guy named Tom Basden is great too

He does a comedy sketch show with his 3 other mates as well called Cowards.

This is from his radio show of the same title

Great for procastination

toys as a form of literature. genius!

people we love and adore feel neglected all the time because we have too many distractions in life. let them go when you don't have enough left to love them entirely.

Toy story 3 enlightened me on this. first animation i've ever full frontal cried watching in the cinema

PS : I've just replaced all my childhood soft toys i've chucked in a box back where they belong. talk about influential :D

If anything, a stimulating read

Check out the Vigilant Citizen. my recent bookmark-ed website.

i like his take on Lady Gaga's Alejandro. I don't agree with everything he says but he is very intelligent.

here.

Sumative is in 3 day's time.

and then. FREEDOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

beachh here i come xD

I had too much coffee

and i was messing with the new design thinggie on blogger.

dont kill me CK T.T

i think the birds are ok .... ;D

I know that we are young. and i know that you love me..

Dud or Genius?

my take?

Lady Gaga's newest controversy dropped last night. Alejandro is as disturbing and mind stimulating as it promised. To be honest, i don't have much to make of it except it's her worldwide statement on her support of gay love. i have a personal opinion that such an issue has been overdone, overrated, and is becoming increasingly passe. (how do you add that dot on top of words?) Gaga definately failed to top herself. (ie. the amazingness that was the Telephone music video)

so speaking as a true lady gaga fan, i am dissapointed. not much to talk about this one. credit to her for the amazing glasses tho. very fashion. tho it was probably a work of some other genius fashion designer... so rather, props to the designer!

the Glee episode on the other hand was inspiring. i loved To Sir with Love. summed my feelings about Glee so well it made me tear. and it takes a lot to shed tears for me these days. good episode!

exams will be over in two weeks. i promise to be the fun-self again post exams.

Love!

Turn off your Telephones

and Be irresponsible.

Nothing feels as good as being irresponsible and listening to dance hits really loud right now. the stress levels are peaking and i have too many taps on in life. i can't shut them all out.

i cant shut them all out.

Awkward situation

Today my cousin asked my brother if he could take home our PS2 cause his was broken.

It was such an awkward situation; but in the end my brother said nothing so he took it home all jolly and good. thick skin much?

Honestly, and the PS2 was a gift from my dad when i did well for UPSR ok? it has sentimental value! Why'd you think i left it in a nice packed up box as collection? But i didn't want to say anything because as always, my cousins are living the less fortunate life and i'd be judged as selfish if i said no.

so ok. i honestly don't use the PS2. but it's like a bitter twang behind my throat. why do they always have to take everything we have away? first it was the thousand dollar blender by aunt "borrowed" from my mum, also my dad's gift to her. it was freaking kenwood stainless steel ok? and now if my mum wants to use it, she has to borrow it back or use her lousy old plastic one. why does my mum love torturing herself like that?

and why are my extended family so thick skinned! GRR.

awkward day. really

we have to literally hide everything when they come now is it? what is wrong with them. and sometimes i feel judged by my own parents (actually, just mum since it's her family) for feeling like this; which is the part i hate most. what is her problem? I am perfectly entitled to be upset over giving my things away. i have issues with that.

so yeah, i am aware that if any of them chances upon this post i am so screwed. but right now, i couldn't care less.

PS : and the least he could do was ask me as well. the damn thing is technically mine.

Dreams? they aren't supposed to be easy

i am very stressed out right now.

...

how did i let myself get to this point?

Compromise

Oh no! Can it be? I did a tag. Well the thing is that I saw this tag on a link a friend gave to me
and I thought it was quite interesting because ;

1. I don't have to answer any of the questions because iTunes will answer it for me. So its not like your usual tags with the, your best friend and stuff where you have to answer with your own truthful answers. This is totally random, thus possibly totally hilarious. Its kinda like those silly depend on destiny kinda test you know e.g. love calculator.

2. Although it is random, its kinda personal too since its coming from my music playlist. But if you have been immune to my music-evangelism, then this wouldn't matter to you anyway.

I mean I was going to do it anyway even if I didn't publish it on the blog (you know writing it in a piece of paper then burn it when I'm done or on a temporary Word document) but I was thinking what is the point then.

Without further ado, bring on the rotten tomatoes!


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Open your itunes or MP3 player. Put it on random/shuffle.Don't skip anything, otherwise you're taking the fun away. Answer the question with the song title that comes up.

--> start now.

You are also known as:
White Lips Kissed - Mew
(what does that even mean??)

Your funeral song:
The Clock - Thom Yorke
(artful, I like)

What you think of the world:
Brianstorm - Arctic Monkeys
(chauvinist pigs!)

How you're feeling today:
Baby I'm Yours (Arctic Monkeys cover) - Arctic Monkeys
(errr, it's a good song and a good version by a great band that's why)

The song that will be stuck in your head for weeks on end:
Become Human - Mark Norman
(many song gets stuck in my head, this was one of them way back when, good stuff)

Your significant other sings this to you:
Maybelline - Datarock
(what a random choice dear)

Your theme song at your funeral:
I Am What I Am (Lange Remix) - Above and Beyond pres. Oceanlab
(probably wont sit well with traditionalists)

You should create this song title as a screen name:
Inside It Feels All The Same - Explosions In The Sky
(I don't get the question, but great song anyway)

You would get on your knees and sing this to your best friend:
Her Voice Is Beyond Her Years - Mew
(hahahahahaha, awesome)

The result of your breakup:
Monsoon - Tokio Hotel
(>_<)

How to resolve a fight:
Exercise One - Joy Division

On your first date, this would be playing in the background:
Human After All , Together , One More Time (Reprise) , Music Sounds Better With You (Stardust) - Daft Punk
(my first date will be at a Daft Punk concert you say? oh please God let it come true! ppplleeeeeasssseeee T_T)

Get down to:
Knock Knock - The Hives

Headbang to this tune:
The Way You Move - Outkast
(WOOT! CLASSIC!!)

Song of escape:
Episode 43 of the Gareth Emery Podcast
(I don't know if this is eligible since its a podcast a.k.a. 75mins long, but it definitely answers the question. Going to break the rule and skip this one)

Uh oh, you failed an assignment. This song pops into your head:
Do It Your Way - Datarock
(stay true to yourself, keep the faith!)

Picture this song as an opera:
Molly - Datarock

Or rather, this one as a hardcore metal screamo song:
First Breath After Coma - Explosions In The Sky
(impossible...)

What happens when you find true love:
In The Back Seat - Arcade Fire
(tragic)


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Oh em gee. I'm breaking alot of personal principles atm, but heck, people!! this is what I want for my birthday!





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so the holidays have begun

one week is all i am getting, and i spent the first two days lazing around playing FINAL FANTASY 13. in my defence, i've resisted the game for a whopping 2 months, which is an amazing feat for someone like me :) and and! the game is so pretty, i find myself in awe for most of the CGs, and even simple walkthrough i spent an appreciable minute enjoying the details in the sky and stuff. the environment is simply breathtaking!

i guess all that excuses the time i've wasted playing it :D

sidetrackking, i'm a little worried about Sumative. it's coming up in less than 6 weeks; what with assignments piling up; i'm afraid i won't have enough time to cram it all in. the biggest problem tho, it's not knowing what to expect in the exam. very scary. i feel like i'm catching up alright so far; but of course the nagging feeling at the back of my mind lingers...

gah. who cares.

sidetrack 2 : i'd love to share this video with you guys, simply because it moves me so much. Christina knows how to pull the right strings.

love love love

Walk Away

And it hurts my soul
Cos I can't let go
All these walls are caving in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that I've lost control
Cos I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from

Crystal's dad passed away yesterday afternoon. the funeral was one of the most surreal ones i've ever attended. it had peace, above all things; and such a strong sense of loss i had to look away from the house to keep from crying.

be strong Crystal, our prayers are with you.

i left my head and my phone on the dance floor

i have an eye (cornea to be exact) abrasion on my left eye and its KILLING me.

the symptoms?

1. it feels as if a large piece of particle is in your eyelid, to which you try extensively to wash it out. to no avail obviously! because there's nothing there.

2. you lacrimate excessively. blurring vision.

3. you get migraines simply because it's so irritating to have something in your eye.

i haven't actually gone to the opthalmologist, but i'm pretty sure it's a corneal abrasion. i got some medication for relief, and so far it's working well. the eye feels as if it's healing... it's just sometimes it gets so irritating i feel like pulling my eye out.

i am badly in need of some love now :( sakit tau.

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I don't know if you guys heard...

I read this on Ines' profile on Facebook. It is scary and very saddening. Just wanted to share.

All this political, ISA "things" we like to complain about but don't really "feel"...

Is real.

how do you sleep at night, sir?

By Inessa Irdayanty

the latest news is, as written by Star Online,

The 800gm of “powder” found at actor Khaeryll Benjamin Ibrahim’s condominium unit in Kepong is not cocaine, said the police.

“The 800gm of powder confiscated was not cocaine and we have requested the Chemistry Department to conduct tests again,”.

why the retest is necessary, i do not know. just like how they needed about 10 plain clothed cops to rearrest my brother after the bail was posted, i do not know. and as much as i try to comprehend, i can't.

i'm just hoping that all of this end soon enough, before my mother breaks down - she has been very strong about this; before my father speaks up - we all know how quiet he usually is; before my sister loses her patience - God knows she already has very little of that; and before my 4-year-old nephew is old enough to realise what is going on, and have these bullshit questions running through his head the way they run through mine.

thank you very much to all of you out there who are supporting us, praying for us, or at the very least ask us how we are. it means a lot to us, trust me.

one favour i would like to ask from all of you, is to please read the note below, written by my sister Elza Irdalynna, and to perhaps re-post this, if you may. please, and thank you. God bless.

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On March 11th, he was arrested at his apartment's parking lot in Segambut. Police brought him to an apartment he rented in Kepong, and after entering, claimed that in that residence, he possessed 800grams of cocaine, and 140grams of methamphetamine, and accused him of processing and trafficking, putting him under the risk of being charged under Section 39B, which carries the death penalty.

On March 12th he was remanded for 7 days. When my parents inquired if we can engage a lawyer, the Investigation Officer told us "No need".

On March 17th, after our family waited more than an hour, we were allowed to see him for the very first time, under supervision.
Again my mother asked if we should get him a lawyer, again the I.O advised against it, claiming "Lawyer tak boleh buat apa-apa sekarang. Buang duit je. (Lawyer can't do anything now. It's simply a waste of money)."

On March 18th, his remand was extended another 7 days. The magistrate inquired why there was no lawyer present for him, and whether he was made aware he had the right to a counsel of his choice. He replied "No." Therefore, he requested for one, and only nine hours later, did the I.O call to inform my mother, who promptly engaged Amer Hamzah Arshad.

But the very next day, the police used their Executive authority under Section 28A that vetoed his right to a counsel. All requests made by our lawyer to visit him was denied.

Only after we complained to SUHAKAM, did the police allow Amer to visit him.
On the last day of his remand.
After the investigations were concluded.
For only 15 minutes.

On March 25th, he was brought to court, and charged under Section 12(2) for possession of 0.24grams of metaphetamin in his Segambut residence. Nothing the police claimed they found in the Kepong residence, the cocaine and shabu that was "already packaged to be distributed" or the so called "cocaine processing mini-lab" was brought to court.

Because there WAS none.

He was released on bail. A trial date was set. He was so close to being free, and seeing his 4 year old son again.
But as he was signing the papers of his release, the Plainclothes were outside waiting.

Not two steps after he came out of the bail department, without any explanation, they re-arrested him. Amer was restrained from protecting him, and only after Amer repeatedly asked them to show their I.D, did they do so. Still, no explanation was given to the family. We were merely told to go to the Headquarters and speak to Inspector Kang. The same guy who claimed my brother possessed the cocaine they NEVER found.

He never saw us, he was "in a meeting." He wasn't too occupied to give the press a statement, but was unavailable to see us.
We were told by the new I.O for this case, and the DSP (the guy who signed the papers denying my brother the right to a counsel) that they are detaining him for 60 days under the Special Preventive Measures Act (LPK), after which, they could further detain him for 2 years if found guilty.

Guilty according to THEM. For under this act, it is a detention without trial, like the Internal Security Act. Any information gathered from "witnesses" and "investigations" will never be disclosed to him or his lawyer, or the court. He will also not be able to defend himself against any allegations. Under this act, he will never have his day in court.

On March 25th, my brother, Ben, was denied his Constitutional rights.

For 2 weeks, our family went through hell. Sleepless nights, press waiting outside our door, Ben had asthma attacks after the police delayed themselves in acquiring the requested medication for 3 days, Mama, who is a cancer patient herself, suffered chest pains and lost her voice.
We felt it was all worth it, for we would be able to have him back.

But now, a new nightmare has begun.
Whether or not Ben is guilty, should not be for the Police to decide. If they HAD the evidence to strengthen their warrant for re-arrest, why was it not brought to court? Why is Ben not given a chance to defend himself? How can we ever know the authenticity of these so called witnesses and their statements? If there were ANY to begin with?

Under this act, I could simply be caught for any crimes of drug offences the police accuse me of, because they can claim they have enough information (even if they have absolutely nothing) and detain me. For 60 days, for 2 years, and even EXTEND it after.

Acts like this and the ISA are licenses for ARBITRARY arrest and detention. Anytime. Anywhere. Anybody.

My family and Amer will not back down. We will fight for Ben's right. We will speak up for all of those who were silenced before us, who will be silenced hereafter.

But we seek your help. In any way at all, help us fight this. Re-post this, write on your blogs, write to your local representative, to our newspapers, and together we shall use our voice, our art, our space, to stand up not just for Ben, but for all our rights.

Liberty is a Constitutional right. It's time to get it back.

like this ming, like this

tadaa! presenting, Doves!

Gaga revised

oh my gosh. i really need to learn how to post up videos on the blog.

in any case, jared leto and 30 seconds to Mars is the bomb y'all. his voice. SO REFRESHING

please click me.

its a berry berry good video! Gaga-ques no less!

love

heart

i got Gaga a new skin. she felt so naked without it :)

now she's a bad bad girl !

PS : yeap. my lappie's female

In case any of you were wondering

I'm doing great in IMU :) i've made many new friends at a rate faster than imaginable. haha

details? pictures speak louder than words!

so yeah, medical school turned out to be not as boring as i'd expected.

the things i like about imu?

1. free time :)

I know i was complaining about this just several posts back, but the free time is really useful for revision (for those disciplined enough to revise) and to catch up and make new friends

2. my groupies

group 13 is really awesome. it is no exaggeration that they definately live up to the standards of my high school mates. i am so glad i have such quality friends this early in university. 5 years don't seem that long anymore! :)

3. personal development

the more i grow up, the more i don't give a fuck i become. coming to imu is the furthest i've gone with this philosophy. and it's made me immensely happy. i do what i want to now. i act the way i am with you guys, on the very first day. the result? i make friends almost instantly. personality is convincingly always the key :)

of course, some things i don't like.

1. my jeans :(

casual clothing becomes possible only on weekends, even then i am out doing some activity or the other, requiring uniform... i did NOT spend a whooping rm180 to keep my Zara skinnies in the closet =(

2. my shoes :(

I actually can count the amount of times i've worn my new Vans. They're still NEW. it has inhibited me from getting that pair of NIKE shoes i heart.

3. my lack of formal wear :(

i hate spending money on formal wear. it's just not my thang. casual is my comfort zone. i guess in this aspect, i've picked the wrong profession.

omg. everything i dislike about imu is fashion-orientated! not bad!

and oh oh! i want a cover for my macbook la guys ><>

love love love. gdnite!

telephone??

Lady Gaga and Beyonce should be allowed to rule the world.
I hope you both have seen the awesomness that is the..

TELEPHONE video clip.

please see the uncensored version.

from the sexiest yong ming in the world!

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY JIT YANG

I HOPE YOU FEEL OLD. WELCOME TO THE CLUB OF OLD PEOPLE!

XOXO

GFTD

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Good stuff. "Practically" on holidays now. I emphasize practically, have 1 final class on wednesday. Perspective studies, futuristic platform/dungeon/crystal chamber. Hope it will be good.

i am supposed to be studying but i am procrastinating..

one complaint about IMU : we have too much frigging free time!!!!

:(

Do they know its March (already!!??) ?

Holy cow. Breathe. In. Out. Out. In. Oh em gee.. can you all believe it! It is already the 2nd week of March already yet the memory of being stuck in a tunnel on new year's eve is as fresh as a uncle Lim's roti bakar. (of course I wasn't there but for the lack of a better example, ya' know). What's the deal wei?

My friend had this theory that the Earth is rotating faster because we are nearer to the Sun which explains why time is moving faster than before. A bit ludicrous but I'm starting to think that it MIGHT make sense. Seriously, weeks come and go like those stuff you flush down the toilet. I'm reaching the end of my semester already. After this? Year 2, Sem 1...

Seriously time has been passing by too fast for my liking. Already I am short of time to deal with TOA (tons of assignment, get it?), wishing that there are 48hours in a day, instead now somehow time has been passing by even faster.

Each of us are reaching a sort of checkpoint in our lives, Jal is dealing with A-levels finals (right?), Ming started IMU-IMU and I'm as ever, wasting my health with overnighters (a few are coming up next week BTW) as Ming always seem to complain, we are so busy no time to hang out.

However, a favourable end to this is nowhere in sight, as the Daft Punk song goes "harder, better, faster, stronger", I think as time goes faster, we have to work harder, improving making ourselves better that we maybe stronger for our next stage of life. Woah that's quite a big chunk of turd, good turd though you must admit. Anyway cheer up with this....



As Daft Punk says it, in all their humanorobotic glory,


our.work.is.never.over


Maybe this Friday we can hang? Let me know, in the mean time, ciao!

Gaga

how do you guys put youtube videos here? ;(

anyways. you guys have to see this interview. What people don't understand is it's not only her music i'm totally crazy about it, it's her sense of style and how she does anything she wants without the slightest give a damn what others think. a true true artist. LOVE her.

click me.

*referring to Gaga back in Catholic School*

Host : How did the nuns react? did they like your music? Did they go ahh..?
Gaga : Well my music was different in high school... i was singing about love... you know, things i don't care about anymore.


she has so many other moments in other interviews, but i felt this captured the essence of what it really meant to live the way you want to and just don't give a fuck about others.

you go gaga.

xx


day 1 was really boring. sat around and chatted with alicia for ages (nice catching up) saw Jonathan Ng and Michelle (the one who left to Sri KL rmb her?) so it was like mega flashback. they're in my intake.

CK. ur pics too dark la

xoxo

Inspiration, or rather lack of

Some shots i took for my assignments. These are taken at the Hindu temple nearby Assunta Hospital.



Below is probably the best shot out of the set I took.


Versi pra-photoshop :



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Happy CNY

i have put on weight so you all better not come and see me and i don't want to talk to anyone until i stop eating rice/exercise until i can not see my tummy jutting out of my skinnies anymore.

i hate CNY

oh. oh. OH.

no.

the internet is so evil. i am so tempted to just screw the funds and purchase above babies.

we go Gardens later and peruse ok?? <3

Jaded

thank you for the word Jal.

it felt good to give it a name, i am relieved at the understanding it brings

never buy cute things

this is how time passes in a day at office with nothing to do.

i get in 30minutes + (earliest 9.20am) late, which burns about 30 minutes of my supposed working time

then, i take 10 minutes to make myself a hot steaming mug of Milo with oats, and i take my time sipping it at the pantry until it's completely drained. in this case, the hotter the better. it takes way longer to drink that way.

another 10 minutes spent on turning the computer on and logging everything in (msn, gmail, facebook, tumblr...etc.) i might consider singing up for twitter soon just for something else to log into.

on a good day, suzen will be online on gmail and i spent another 30 minutes telling her how awesome Lady GaGa is and asking when she's coming back from HK. I repeat the question and statement every time we chat and she lets me cause she's such a good friend and i <3 her and she knows i'm bored till i'm fucked.

then it's lunchtime. i text several people that i want to meet, but they're all busy so i tapao lunch and have it under a tree in a nearby park where a bird poops inches away from my new Vans hi-tops and God Bless the bird for it's amazing precision or i would have shot it without a gun.

i get back from lunch. time trickles by terribly slow. there's nobody on msn to chat with, cuz everyone's effing taking a nap away from the afternoon glare that can melt ur effing rm 50 SPF6million lotion-dont-mess-with-me. not to digress, i also go on facebook and the works craving updates..

and then it's 2 more hours till it's time to go home. I run out of things to do, so I open Windows Words seeking inspiration from my boring day to write something interesting.

and this. this is all i can come up with.

i guess there's only so much you can do from a very boring day. don't any of you get these aimless days where you're just waiting to get home and then suddenly you've got a million things to do and not enough time?

24 hours is enough time for life in a day, we just spent too much of it on obligations.

not that i'm obliged to work. i just need the cash to keep up with my cravings for clothing, food and travel. but considering the amount of time i waste to get these joys, i wonder whether it's all worth it.

yes it is ming. don't worry. when you're on that far away vacation you will thank your marbles for persevering.

one more thing, an explanation to my title. my effing green headphones always break down at 4pm.

WHY. iS. THiS?? music is the only thing i have left, don't desert me T.T

Short Script #1: Bus Stop

BUS STOP.

BOY: You should start texting me.

GIRL: What?

BOY: You should send me an sms.

GIRL: I’m sorry, but do I know you?

BOY: All the more reason to text one another. We can get to know each other.

GIRL: (Looks around.)

BOY: What’s your number? Mine’s 016-

GIRL: Wait!

BOY: What?

GIRL: You can’t just approach anybody and start giving out your hand phone number.

BOY: My house number is 787-

GIRL: No!

BOY: What now?

GIRL: You can’t just give people your number! Mobile, office, home or anything.

BOY: Why not?

GIRL: It’s creepy and weird. I don’t even know you.

BOY: Won’t texting and calling each other help remedy that problem?

GIRL: Yeah, it will, maybe, I don’t know. You’re not following protocol that’s the problem.

BOY: There’s a procedure?

GIRL: You first introduce yourself. A name would be nice. Where you’re from, what you do. That sort of thing?

BOY: Oh.

GIRL: You don’t know this?

BOY: No, not really.

GIRL: So you just go up to random strangers and give them your numbers in the hopes of becoming friends?

BOY: Pretty much.

GIRL: Well, you can go away now.

PAUSE.

BOY: What’s yours?

GIRL: My what?

BOY: Your number.

GIRL: I’m not giving you my number.

BOY: But without it I can’t send you a text.

GIRL: That’s the idea. You’re bright.

BOY: It’ll be a good, I promise.

GIRL: What’ll be good?

BOY: The text I’ll send to you.

GIRL: What do you mean the text’ll be good.

BOY: The sms. The one that I’ll send to you when you give me your number; it’ll be deep and full of meaning with lots of deep and full of meaning stuff like wells and dictionaries.

GIRL: (STARES.) Go away.

BOY: See. The text’ll be funny too.

GIRL IGNORES.

Come on. Just give me the first few numbers.

GIRL: And what, might I ask are you going to do with just the first few numbers? Guess the rest?

BOY: Exactly.

GIRL: WHAT?

BOY: Can you please stop replying with “what?” all the time?

GIRL: You’ll guess?

BOY: Yes.

GIRL: The other seven digits. You’ll guess them?

BOY: Yes.

GIRL: (STARES CURIOUSLY.) Zero one six.

BOY: Hmm this is going to be tough.

GIRL: Idiot.

BOY: Zero one six three one one five seven two two.

GIRL: How did you – Who set you up to this? – This is a prank.

BOY: The text’ll be shocking and surprising too. Full of wonder and mystery and-

GIRL: Shut up about the text. How did you guess my number?

BOY: I just strung a few digits together. So happened it was your number. Now will you text?

GIRL: So you just plucked seven random digits.

BOY: And it so happened to be your number, correct.

GIRL: How- the- probability would be -

BOY: It’s low.

GIRL: (REALIZATION.) Oh… you’re a mathematics person thingy aren’t you? You probably ran all the numbers and arrived at a conclusion or something like that didn’t you?

BOY: No. I’m not a mathematics person thingy.

GIRL: Then how in the world did you get my number right?

BOY: Luck. Chance. Fate. Destiny.

GIRL: Bullshit.

BOY: Look. Does it matter? Does it really matter how I guessed your number correctly?

GIRL: Yes.

BOY: Why?

GIRL: Cause it is!

BOY: I thought you would be different.

GIRL: In comparison to what?

BOY: Other girls.

GIRL: You do this to other girls as well?

BOY: Look! I like you okay? So I thought I’d just come over and get your number. But – never mind.

BOY GETS UP AND WHISTLES AS THOUGH HAILING FOR TRANSPORT.

GIRL: Wait. Where are you going.

A BUS STOPS. BOY GETS ON. BUS LEAVES.

CURTAIN.

END.

WAN CHAN WAN CHAN

We know its February when MY.FM (omg so freaking lala) missed our daily WAN CHAN and FIR songs. all replaced with booming, annoying, cheerful, CNY lala music.

oh joy.

why is the CHINESE music industry so annoying sometimes? The taiwanese/japanese/koreans seem to be doing alright. why did the talent miss one whole country?

anyway. this post is mainly directed to remind you both of the MONTH. PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE MONTH. in case you're berry busy no time to check. PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE MONTH ESPECIALLY THIS WEEKEND.

lovelovelove. wanchan time!

34

is the number of stares i got today from a short walk to get some eggtarts, applying the rule of the 'leng chai' walk.

i first heard of this rule from some friends in college, (i added to some of them myself), and it's just a few pretty basic stuff you've probably noticed, but never bothered to label before :

1. Walk with your cheeks clenched.
- by that, i mean the cheeks below your pelvis, tho if you have chubby upper cheeks, you might consider clenching those as well (more bone structure yo)

2. Stare into space, even if you meet someone you know
- everyone has committed this crime before, all you need is to do it intentionally. all the time. never keep your focus on one spot for too long tho, you just look insecure that way.

3. May eye contact
- preferably until people get awkward and look away. this is a real self esteem booster. i enjoy doing it.

4. Back straight, smile ready to be flashed.
- this one speaks for itself. ever met a leng chai hunch-backed and bitter?

well, the rules seem to work. people really did stare. it wasn't until i walked past the huge mirror back to my office that i noticed the reason. i looked constipated. simple case of trying to do too many things at once from a simple act of walking.

i miss huey ee ;(

when she's not around, i burn lunch hours doing all these kinda stupid crazy stuff. and the best part? when huey ee's around, heck, we don't need rules. We get 50 stares a day without even trying.

save me and have lunch with me tmr pls you bitches... i'm running out of lame ideas.

xx


i. am. addicted. to. GLEE.

define addiction :
i replayed the HALO/I'M WALKING ON SUNSHINE mashup minimum 20 times (i didn't actually count, rough figure) until i got so sick of it. later, i dreamt i was singing it back in high school, huge baggy ugly uniforms and all complete.

AHH!!!!!!

GLEE IS SO AWESOME ;(

provided, FINN is such a lousy singer. my brother was right to criticize him. "He sounds like they've put a net in front of the mike laa". On pointing it out, i noticed it as well. he had another one of those random brilliant moments i guess.

but everything else? GOSH SO AWESOME. i LOVE LOVE LOVE PUCK. he is SEX on a mohawk!!!!!!!!!! VOICE? STELLAR. FACE? STELLAR. BODY? OMFGBBQWTFZOMG. SMILE? WEDDING BELLS MUCH????

where can y0u buy one of those yo? (Estee, for your birthday XP)

now i want to be a weirdo -.- and join the GLEE club. AND you all know my views on weirdoes with bad fashion sense. how the world has changed.


catch it on starworld. or just dl it. i know JAL has seen it way before me. so this is to you CHEEKS!

xoxoxoxo

just realised

this blog is 4 years old ;D *wipes teary eyes filled with fake tears*

i still remember calling you guys up to start up a blog together. that was a very happy time when we had no out-of-school stress, future pressures, and Jal still comes online on msn; tho very sparingly.

i'm begging to suspect that Jal has blocked me on msn for obvious reasons. haha


DO YOU BOTH STILL READ MY POSTS WAN ANOT? SRSLY. FEELS LIKE IM BEING IGNORED IN THIS PLACE. I HATE THINKING IM SCHIZOPHRENIC SO PLEASE SAY SMTH WHEN I ASK U SMTH *HINT*HINT* JAL.


HAIH.

can't wait to quit my job. it's driving me bonkers

Seng Tan Chi Quai Lok

Ah Beng test

10. If you don't believe in blowing your nose instead choose to grow an extra long pinky fingernail to get to those "hard to reach places", you might be an Ah Beng.

9. If you wear more gold than your wife, you might be an Ah Beng.

8. If your wife is not allowed to go through the front entrance of your house because she is a silver horse and you a fire tiger, you might be an Ah Beng.

7. If your son put Contractor, Best in Singapore and JB as his Cita-Cita on his 001 Blue card in school, you might be an Ah Beng.

6. If you think the "Lane in Spain fous mainree on the puhrain", you might be an Ah Beng.

5. If you think plain meant airplane, you might be an Ah Beng.

4. If you think buttoning your shirt is "Optional", you might be an Ah Beng.

3. If your daughter's name is Candy, you might be an Ah Beng.

2. If your ideal night out is Cha Chan Teng then Cheong K before going Wet, you might be an Ah Beng.

1. If you took insult to any of the above, you are an Ah Beng..

PS: Inspired by Jeff Foxworthy's "You might be a redneck".

Negaraku

Have you ever seen a ship sinking? I would think it would be a slow and painful process watching a huge cruise liner sinking and people are scrambling out and there is fire and the fire reflects itself on the ocean surface and in the eye of the passengers save those who have relatives and loved ones deep down in the dark blue sea; cause in their eyes it's probably tears and tears as we all know are not really good reflectors on account of them being very runny.

I haven't.

But probably felt the same way after hearing about today's bomb attacks on churches.

The government is awesome in tackling the situation just splendid! They want to crackdown on suspects using the ISA (Whoopeee!) and they want to crackdown on websites "encouraging" illegal demonstrations (WHOPPPEEEE!) And guess which websites and who are the people going to be caught in this huge Idontgiveafuck fishing net the government is releasing?

Just guess.

Bloody fucking hell, do they think we are stupid and can't see through this ridiculous facade. Do they think people are going to fall for this false sense of heroism and sacrifice they will probably spew all over the place.

"Of course we had to crack down on sites like malaysiakini and blogs by opposition members/supporters. It's for the better good."

We're not dumb! We can see this is a bloody excuse to shut down opposition channels and platforms. We know after what happened today (probably fucking orchestrated by the government themselves. which makes it even scarier and more disgusting) that demonstrations regarding false imprisonment and human rights and murders swept under the carpet will never see light again.

What's worse, is all of this - The bombings, the restriction of the use of the word Allah in bibles, it could all be a ploy. Just mere distractions to keep us rakyat entertained while they just fuck us from behind.

It's rape.

Tonight's dinner was grim. Dad and I were shocked and stunned and depressed. I swear I could see tears in his eyes. The topic of the night was this country, what is happening, what has happened. And it's shameful and appalling. To tell you what I'm so mad about or what my dad is so mad about...I wouldn't even know where to start. Seriously. How do I start? Altantuya? ISA? Teoh's murder? Censorship of main medias? Racism in politics? Corruption?

I use to tease my dad about always talking about politics with his friends and the uncles. I use to tell him he was exaggerating. He's not. That's what's fucked up. He's not.

Bagaikan kacang lupakan kulit. Something like that. I wanted to do that so badly today. Just wash my hands clean, say I GIVE UP OKAY! YOU WIN! DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH THIS GAME YOU CALL MALAYSIA!

But when I think about it. If I don't care, a rakyat, a citizen of a country which I love so much, which I call home, if I don't care,

Who fucking will?