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Not getting enough sleep
Wooohoo its Friday!! ( Saturday morning when im writing this entry ). Had dinner with chingching this evening at TGIF PJ SS14, have not seen her for 9 fuxing months. It was an enjoyable dinner, i had the tasting menu : every dish involved cheese. Especially interesting was the desert: stuffed ice cream with bread on top. I am really curious to see how the chef would make it work. Subtle and just right to complement the sweetness of the ice cream and bread. *yummy* At the end of the meal I was trying to figure out exactly why I didn't come more often. Nia beh it was damm good leh! And as usual, i can hardly devour all of it. It was right about then the bill was brought to our table. Oh, right. But definitely worth it! I'm not gonna see her for "quite" some time i guess. Man, work is really killing me. I miss all the fun and great foods !
*Hang on, let me go piss first*
And hell yeah, this week has been a a super fuxing busy week. Loads of work, not enough sleep ( i got like 3-4 hours sleep everyday ) and one word sums it all - Stress. I'm desperately in need of a good sleep. I’m not always a good sleeper. Actually, I am a great sleeper when I can actually get to sleep. It is the getting there that I struggle with the most. I would toss around the bed, looking up the ceiling, scratching my balls and things like that. Life has never been easy eh.
Ohh yah, ros is in town. Gonna meet her and the rest of the gang tonite. So, goodbye for now....im off to never never land. God bless.
[3:23 AM]
The Art Of Tiong-ing
"Tiong" this car ( Nissan 180SX ) on my way back this evening.
[8:09 PM]
My Colleague - Spiderman
I'm working alongside an old man who wasn't exactly the sharpest implement in the knife drawer. Working with him can vomit blood cos he doesn't have common sense, no sense of humours, lacks initiative and basically is not very smart. Despite all these, he has a great responsibility - he thinks he is Spiderman ;)
Today I found him looking a little distraught. It turned out he was having trouble deleting / purging some database.
Me : You ok bro?
Spiderman : I got problem purging this database.
Me : You sure you got the correct command?
Spiderman : errr..i guess so, internet down la i kenot check from website.
Me : *numb* wtf website has to do with the command?
Spiderman : I need to login to the MySQL page and see whats the command.
Me : huh? You telling me you dont know the command to purge the database ah?
Spiderman : I know but dunno why got error.
Me : If you know then why the fux you need to check from the website?
Spiderman : I want to copy & paste the command from website, maybe i type wrongly liao.
Me : *vomit blood* *banging head on the wall*
An hour later.
Me : Eh bro, when do you think you can finish purging and repairing the database, its damm critical cos we dont have much space left on the server.
Spiderman : Database very big, hard to predict.
Me : Cant estimate at all?
Spiderman : Database very big, hard to predict.
Me : Ok if you cant finish it by today, let it run and we'll see how it goes tomorrow.
Spiderman : Database very big, hard to predict.
Me : Yah i know and i understand, keep me in the loop man.
Spiderman : Database very big, hard to predict.
Me : I know man, we'll do our best ok.
Spiderman : Database very big, hard to predict.
Me : You on drug or wat? stop repeating
Spiderman : Database very big, hard to predict.
Me : *vomit blood* bluUueekkKkkkkk !!~!~!~!~!
[3:08 AM]
My Confession - I killed someone
I was only ten-years-old the day I killed Soon Heng ( big bully in my primary school ). Before you condemn me, though, you should know that he deserved it. Soon Heng was mean. He was a bully, bigger size than the rest of us, and took great pains (or rather, gave them) to remind us that bigger size means tougher. "Soon Heng lai liao!," ruined many promising schooling days.
It was mid-morning and the guys and I were sprawled among the bare roots of the big tree in our school field. We enjoyed the shade, pulled at the thin, tough grass, and planned how best to use the day. That’s where Soon Heng found us.
His greeting was usually four-lettered, though sometimes it was ominous silence accompanied by a quick headlock. That day he went straight to the point. "lai, who wan kena? ( who wans some? )" He assured us that he was an easy target because of a horrible concussion and ghastly slash he suffered the week before, the result of a bicycle accident. A large white patch covered the wound on his forehead. He continued to taunt his way around the circle with no success. "Siao kia, lu lai! Ai boh?"? He looked straight at me. And i went "kan liao la ( fux liao ).
I could’ve avoided him. I could’ve let it go. I always had before, but that day I didn’t. For some reason, that day I didn’t think about the pain my body and pride might suffer. I didn’t think about the punishment I would receive when mom and dad found out, and I certainly didn’t think about hurting Soon Heng. Instead, I went for him. I tackled him around the waist. I took him down with a hard thump, and for a while we flogged each other in a blur of shirt and fist and face and dirt and sky. A few of the guys yelled encouragement to Soon Heng, hedging their bets that I would be whipped. Others loudly advised me to hit or kick in places that might give me the advantage I would surely need. I wondered how to tell if I was winning, but the fight ended before I could figure that out. Almost as quickly as it started, it was over. Soon Heng was on his knees, both hands to his head, howling like his grandmother feeding him soup. The long wail ended with, "Wah eh tau ! wah eh tau ( My head, my head )," a horrible chant he repeated as he stumbled away from the madman killer and toward his home.
We were stunned.
"What are you gonna’ do?" someone asked. "I don’t hear him anymore. Suppose he’s okay?"
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t answer. From the pit of my stomach, where it left a sick spot, fear spread slowly toward my head and toward my legs. When the two connected, I ran. I ran hard. I ran through the front door, to my room and never stopped until I threw myself on the bed, bear-hugging my pillow, nearly paralyzed with dread. "How could this be happening to me? Why didn’t I think about what I was doing?" I sobbed. I knew that soon I’d hear the sirens. The phone would ring. Mom would come upstairs, pale and shaken. She would ask why I did it. She would tell me that people must consider the results of their actions before they do something so terrible. But it would be too late. As I lay on my bed Soon Heng died. Not the real Soon Heng--the one in my head, the only one that mattered. He died again and again in horrible ways, all my fault.
The afternoon slipped away. Time passed and the dread slowly released me. There were no sirens. The phone never rang. I ventured outside in the early evening to learn that Soon Heng didn’t die (he wasn’t even hurt badly) and I was a hero. The load that lifted from my ten-year-old shoulders was indescribable! I hadn’t killed Soon Heng after all. I was reborn.
I didn’t see much of Soon Heng after the fight. I still avoided him, and he avoided me. And I never threw another punch, at him or anyone else. Over the years I’ve consciously developed the fine arts of diplomacy and compromise ( doesnt work anymore when i was in secondary school ). Though the crisis of that day existed only in my head, I’ve never quite lost the feeling that somehow I was given a rare gift--a second chance to do it right. Occasionally someone will ask, "How can you be so diplomatic? How do you always find a compromise?" My usual reply is, "It’s a gift." I learned that consequences must be considered. They would understand had they been me the day I killed Soon Heng.
[5:50 AM]
Im pretty innocent
This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:
- sex (2x)
- kill (1x)
Check yours at mingle2
I wonder what's my rating like if i change all the word "fux" to "fuck". w00t !
[5:35 AM]
Monkey
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
A monkey is any member of either the New World monkeys or Old World monkeys, two of the three groupings of simian primates, the third group being the apes. The New World monkeys are classified within the parvorder Platyrrhini, whereas the Old World monkeys (superfamily Cercopithecoidea) form part of the parvorder Catarrhini, which also includes the apes. Thus, scientifically speaking, monkeys do not form a "natural group", in that the Old World monkeys are actually more closely related to the apes than they are to the New World species. There are 264 known extant species of monkey. Because of their similarity to monkeys, apes such as chimpanzees and gibbons are often called monkeys in informal usage, though biologists don't consider them to be monkeys. Conversely, due to its size (up to 1 metre) the Mandrill is often thought to be an ape, but it is actually an Old World monkey. Also, a few monkey species have the word "ape" in their common name. Because they are not a single coherent group, monkeys do not have any particular traits that they all share and are not shared with the remaining group of simians, the apes.
And a monkey sent me this.
[6:55 AM]
Autobacs Super GT 2007 Series Roadshow - Times Square 16 June 2007
Pictures courtesy of Putra Collective
[3:54 PM]
The Saga Continues
Im still awake ! I just got in to the office not too long ago, yes im late to work obviously. I just fux up another thing - had a minor accident due to partly conscious driving mode. See, told you im good at fuxing things up ;)
[9:55 AM]
Fux Things Up
I think i finally found my true talent, TO FUX THINGS UP. While I may not be an idiot, I am human and I do fux things up from time to time. But I screwed it big this time, bigggggggg time. I am awake for almost 30 hours already ( yah it is that fuxed up ), sitting down here thinking wtf gonna happen to me. Everything is just fuxed up at the moment.
When you fall to the deepest pit, don't expect to climb back to the top that soon. I really appreciate the world more when I stop flapping my gums. It is that cruel out there. No one gives a damm if you are fuxed up or not, one mistake and you are out of the league. As simple as ABC. I could easily maximize the drama and manipulate emotionally BUT i didn't, hence the truth hurts.
Seriously, i have no idea what i'm crapping here. Cant think of anything, just progressively slurring craps even more, with emotion fading into oblivion. Now tell me, who says men dont cry ;)
Continue to fux things up, so long fellas.
[4:13 AM]
Dont Live A Lie
Being honest is depending on the situation. If you try hard enough, you will develop a feeling for when to be honest and when not. Find the right level (like with so many things in life). It does not mean to lie, if you consider holding back information as not being honest. I would rather call it wise, street-wise.
It doesn’t work from tomorrow, and it doesn’t prevent you from getting burned, but follow a few points and you’ll see a big difference.
For example:
1) respect yourself more (lack of respect is a key-issue!),
2) avoid envy of others by refusing to answer all questions,
3) stay a good person despite our world trying hard to corrupt you,
4) avoid situations (by becoming more honest) where you are confronted with your old lies, ...
What is the advantage of lying ?
What does it take to be honest ?
You know yourself more than anyone else. i have to be honest with myself before i can be honest with others. if you are not happy dont pretend. if you are happy show it. if you love her and want her to be in your life, tell her so.
It is self-hate. I really really loathe myself because I have an almost unlimited ability to fux up a good thing.
I think I am a loser. I am convinced that I can do it if I just try hard enough. I feel that I must be lazy, or I would get off my ass and achieve. The world does not give space. The world needs a lean, mean fighting machine ready to go to war, and I think I SHOULD HAVE BEEN THAT PERSON. The reality of who I am is foreign to me. This halting, failing, non-performing, lazy, fat is a stranger to me.
I am angry with myself, because I have noone else to blame for my failure. If not me, then who?
But what also happens is I cannot discern truth from fiction… and that leads to many fuxed up situations.. I pull away from people who are the closest and who I usually rely upon when things get their worst. I think I mostly do this as a reverse protection…I dont want them to know what I have done. See they can sense when i have or am going down hill before I do.. and I don’t WANT help at that point… I want to suffer. I want to see just how messed up my life can get, how far down I will fall down into the abyss before I am completely lost… Will I begin hurting myself again?? Will I try suicide??? Will I need hospitalization??? OR can I fight it all?? and NOT need the meds at all… actually be a functioning human being like everyone else??? But that never happens…I always fall.
It can be painful, but it is necessary to really find what you want and need. I know what i wan and im gonna fight hard this time.
[2:54 AM]
Pick Up Lines
Friend : Siao eh, last nite i went to a pub drinking saw a lenglui leh. I think she's the most perfect girl i ever met in my entire life.
Me : Then u got her number or not?
Friend : No la, dunno how to start. Now damm regret. I think i need a good pick up lines la, cannot afford to lose opportunity like this. You got any good pick up lines or not?
*chet chet chet chet* *transformer sound effect* He asked the right person ! By the power vested in me, my good friend...try the below pick up lines :
1) Girl, your body is a wonderland, and I want to be Alice so that I can run around all over you.
( the success rate for this line is 30%, try at your own risk).
2) How long did it take you to walk around the sun to look that hot and be that sexy.
3) My name is Justin......just in incredible. ( make sure you pronounce the "just in" as "justin", yah fux it though your name is not Justin)
4) I need a place to stay...cause you're so hot you burnt my house down.
5) If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.
6) Give me three good reasons why I shouldn't buy you a drink.
7) "Can I even get a fake number?"
8) Who took the stars out of the sky and put them in your eyes?
9) Can I flirt with you? ( direct and straight to the point, you gonna need lotsa beers ).
10) Excuse me miss, I don't mean to stare, but um I think you're really Beautiful". ( works most of the time ).
11) Excuse me, mind if I stare at you for a minute? I want to remember your face for my dreams.
12) Hi, I'm Batman. Wanna see my batmobile? ( dont be suprise, it works ).
13) My buddies over there said that I wouldn't be able to start a conversation with the most beautiful girl in the bar. Wanna buy some drinks with some of their money?
14) Pardon me, but what pickup line works best with you?
15) You are a beautiful girl, you have probably heard all the great pick up lines, so why dont' you just tell me the ones that worked so we can get past all that....?"
Another community message from erimin.
[3:14 AM]
A Walk In The Clouds
There are so many ways that we can judge what makes a movie "great": the acting, the direction, the script, the importance or significance of the movie, how many awards it's won, how many sex scenes etc.
My personal definition of a great movie is one that I love to watch over and over again without getting tired of and you just fall in love with the movie. Therefore, the movie "A Walk In The Cloud" is not meant to represent anyone but myself. Fuck you if you don't like it.
Yes, starring hot hunkie Keanu Reeves. One of the most talented actor in the planet. Here's how the story goes. After returning from the war, Paul and a young Hispanic-American woman meet on a bus as she's headed home from college to help with the grape harvest and face her Old World domineering dad. The woman has not married but is pregnant and she thinks her father is going to kill her. Paul proposes to pose as her husband to help her face her father. When their passion for each other is finally ignited and explodes, they realize they must overcome all odds to be together.
What a revelation, a romance, pure and simple, with no sex ( !#%#$$@#$ knn ), no violence, no foul language just pure and simple romance. While many modern romance films claim to be such they invariably end up with hero and heroine ending up in bed (sometimes with a little too much detail thanks very much). But here, in this visually stunning feast, we have a romance where the hero, out of honour and respect, doesn't bed the heroine.With a relatively simple story, set against beautiful scenery with cinematography to die for, we are swept into a world of the past, where honour meant something, where marriage vows, no matter how hastily taken were still to be respected, and where a single pregnant female was a family shame (not the norm as today unfortunately). I simply loved this film, while it gives a fairy tale view of the vinyards and the family running it, it is a feast for the eyes and the soul. The entire cast are superb, particularly Anthony Quinn who relished his role as the family patriarch and seemed to simply enjoy being in this delightful tale and of course Keanu whose performance is so beautifully low key and understated he reminded me of those wonderful hollywood leading men of old, strong, silent, gorgeous, Cary Grant would have played this role back in the day, who would have thought to put Keanu in the same role? Turn off your 2007 brain and just revel in the sheer delight of this wonderful film. I just know I will watch this again and again. Dedicate this movie to someone special, WATCH IT!
[6:37 AM]
Monday again
Ohhh no, its Monday again. ZzzzzzzZZZzzzzzz
[4:48 PM]
Monday's Blue
It's Monday ! Boring, tiring, whacky and everything is blue. I have nothing to blog today, Monday just sux big time. For those of you who are still laughing reading my last post ( in case you already figured out who is me in the pictures - even my "special one" could only pin pointed out 8/12 ), STOP it. Niama, you got balls show me your secondary / primary school pictures, see who laugh louder.
Anyway, nothing to blog...so im just gonna paste this joke hoping that everyone gets a good laugh on MoooOooonnnndayyyyyyyyyy :
You Know You're Living in 2007 When...
1. You accidentally enter your password on the microwave.
2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.
3. You have a list of 15 phone numbers to reach your family of 3.
4. You e-mail the person who works at the desk next to you.
5. Your reason for not staying in touch with friends and family is that they don't have e-mail addresses.
6. You pull up in your own driveway and use your cell phone to see if anyone is home to help you carry in the groceries.
7. Every commercial on television has a web site at the bottom of the screen.
8. Leaving the house without your cell phone, which you didn't have the first 20 or 30 (or 60) years of your life, is now a cause for panic and you turn around to go and get it.
10. You get up in the morning and go on line before getting your coffee.
11. You start tilting your head sideways to smile. : )
12. You're reading this and nodding and laughing.
13. Even worse, you know exactly to whom you are going to forward this message.
14. You are too busy to notice there was no #9 on this list.
15. You actually scrolled back up to check that there wasn't a #9 on this list.
[7:04 PM]
The Good Old Days - Part II
I spent my secondary school in High School Klang. It was the absolute prime of my "do anything to get laid" period.
[7:15 PM]
The Good Old Days - Part I
Its Sunday, rest day. As i was checking my mail, i realized that my table was just way too messy and decided to clean em up. And guess what? I found lotsa photos, my primary school years photos. So i scanned em and post it here, to share with you guys and for myself. Something for me to look at and laugh the shit out of myself when im sitting down on my wheel chair one day.
Guess which is me? wakakakakaka *hints* find the most handsome one.
[6:33 PM]
How to please your IT department
1. When you call us to have your computer moved, be sure to leave it buried under half a ton of postcards, baby pictures, stuffed animals, dried flowers, bowling trophies and children’s art. We don’t have a life, and we find it deeply moving to catch a fleeting glimpse of yours.
2. Don’t write anything down. Ever. We can play back the error messages from here.
3. When an IT person says he’s coming right over, go for coffee. That way you won’t be there when we need your password. It’s nothing for us to remember 700 screen saver passwords.
4. When you call the help desk, state what you want, not what’s keeping you from getting it. We don’t need to know that you can’t get into your mail because your computer won’t power on at all.
5. When IT support sends you an e-mail with high importance, delete it at once. We’re just testing.
6. When an IT person is eating lunch at his desk, walk right in and spill your guts right out. We exist only to serve.
7. Send urgent e-mail all in uppercase. The mail server picks it up and flags it as a rush delivery.
8. When the photocopier doesn’t work, call computer support. There are electronics in it.
9. When something’s wrong with your home PC, dump it on an IT person’s chair with no name, no phone number and no description of the problem. We love a puzzle.
10. When an IT person tells you that computer screens don’t have cartridges in them, argue. We love a good argument.
11. When an IT person tells you that he’ll be there shortly, reply in a scathing tone of voice: “And just how many weeks do you mean by shortly?” That motivates us.
12. When the printer won’t print, re-send the job at least 20 times. Print jobs frequently get sucked into black holes.
13. When the printer still won’t print after 20 tries, send the job to all 68 printers in the company. One of them is bound to work.
14. Don’t learn the proper term for anything technical. We know exactly what you mean by “My thingy blew up.”
15. Don’t use on-line help. On-line help is for wimps.
[6:07 PM]
Wedding Dinner
Snapshots from the dinner.
[11:50 AM]
Just pic
Some of the snapshots from Edwin's bachelors nite.
[11:43 AM]